Intro:

#answering machine to nephew#

As my nephew enters into adulthood
I gift you this track of my advice
If you listen to what I have to say
I guarantee you'll be successful
Check this out

#1st Verse
being a real person so lonely and cold
but from a Zen perspective there's power's to unfold
so much knowledge you hold
your in control of your own
but these days are long and holy but so good for your soul
unlock wisdom when you question everything you've been told
I lay my life down to ambition and the vision I hold
people go around in circle's that's what I've been told
wasting time searching for the meaning life's in a hole
it's all about the money, body, family and mental health
if neglected then regretting never sympathize with self
I've seen potential great men been humbled to nothin'
if invest their time tranna find out what true love is
with entertaining conversation and supreme confidence
you'll be getting many woman with the slickest dominance
never forget your life purpose 
time on earth is limited
count the seconds whilst your livin' how make use of all of them?
being out-casted is the best little secret I have
coz company is nicer when it's rarely been had
after your working and your sleeping life boils down to that
get a humble occupation save your salary in half
in your spare time exercise read books and eat right
it's so boring but potential so vital in life
by mid 20's sittin' back livin' life the boss style
many toxic human's so be aware who your around
your better off all alone than having poison surrounds
I keep the vanity in check and become humble when it's time
that's been morally right
when the pride is out of line
why waste your time dealing with almighty's vengeance
represent how your future self would reminisce
negative energy creeps in coz life needs balancing
what you gonna do with your upcoming demons?
if do nothing gonna kill you like a serpent

#Chorus*2
These the things I wish I knew when I was a youth
I had no guidance and saw a lot of garbage as the truth
I hope my music's wisdom for those without no elder roots
Regardless of your circumstances still produce the rawest fruits

#2nd verse
you shouldn't be studying after age of 15
that's when the mind becomes a man don't waste it on theory
educations always waiting if my route's a mistake
don't let your elder's brainwash this generation's sharply changed
back in the day you could study and make yourself a living
then government saw this and completely pimped it
now cultures intoxicating benefitting devil's
if your in too deep, recommend trying religion
be careful though you don't wanna be extreme in this
fake religious wanna be there to repel your motive
use it to escape your hell then pray for inspiration
we intelligent men - hear about Tyson
Bob Marley, 2pac and all of God's writing's
never forget this life is spiritual beyond reason
but don't focus too much on political things
you know reality is ugly many got no freedom
wasted energy intentions tranna make a difference
why give your time to those who see it as a fashion
even if you make a change somehow get silenced 
best building up life then make moves with finance
but what to do when darkness is too much to take in?
occasionally take it easy make sure it's temporary
walks in nature to remind you what life is menna be
even please your sweet tooth and watch the deepest movies
if you follow young days by following my theory
guarantee you'll have self respect and be healthy
this generation's junkie's hard resist investigating
what the fuss really is - honestly the devil tricks
and if you don't believe me try after years of hustlin'
then you won't lose much of life gem's that's needed
before my time is up here's the last of promises
you'll never regret treating your body like a Buddhist

#Chorus*2

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A young man, on his quest for love
getting it mixed up with lust maybe?
but who knows
a man wanna have a family
where would you start?
lets do this:

I'm in the generation - the woman chicken heads
reject the genuine but gettin' wet to confidence
I wined and dined one to my bedroom and
then I said to think
am I really gonna play probability with this?
I got ambition for a family where wife's my best friend
dreams so far fetched after millennium in England
should I sell my soul and start living lavish
or wait for my lady whilst saving every penny
since the rap game is dark and it's no secret
I might as well be a slag to find one worth keeping
I got a conscious and I really can't do this
although a woman's mind can be dominated so can a man's
with the money and the power that's minor to some
I seen many people tranna make excuses for sin
I'm a powerful man when not intoxicated
but that's when the dark side in life shows the darkest
after a spliff and 2 glasses of magnum's feeling lucky
so I hit the clubs where all the chicks are dressed lovely
the music is just noise so gotta get out of here quick
so I'm lookin' for the one with the nicest body
I see a fine one who's smile and eye's wants some company
approach and place my hands smoothly right onto her hips
smiling chattin' as if it's an honor for her to meet me
then mentioned the wine at my house taste like syrup
couple lyrics hit her deep and now she believin'
moments with a man like me could release her demons
I caught a taxi and wondered why this so easy
years of listening to commercial music now their minds a slave
but tonight I'm gonna bust a nut so I can't complain
she walks into my house and compliments my game
after pour the wine I wanna talk invest in chemistry
gotta face reality she got that sexual energy
bang bang just tranna hit some sort of ecstasy
this menna be to continue my legacy
broke my heart coz this is how I lost virginity
after resting on me so I quickly start interrogate
if this pleasure junkie could be worth something to
simple algorithms durin' simple conversations tell me
energies connected could be manipulated
committed like a real man but i left broken hearted
subconsciously wanted an excuse to try something
try make a living replacin' dating agencies
through entertaining conversation finding out people's needs
then with the devil's assistance, for sex and dou they meet
actually gonna keep my mouth zipped and wait upon my wifey
and now I've done telling you 6 stories

Lust Maybe Prod. The Official Tone

Yo this is the third story I'm about to tell you called sick of dishwashin'
It's about he daydreams that I used to have when I was workin' at the bottom in life tranna make it
Check this out ma people

Too many beasts within me
f*** the peace
if my history made any sense to me this wouldn't be
been bullied humiliated since the days I started dreamin
about escapin' every aspect worth criticizing'
I was working from the bottom
slowly stack paper knockin off the days some property fell in ma name
that's my aim - accommodation enough equipment and nutrition to make hip hop every day
I'm washin' dishes and its gettin irritating 
explaining would make me sound unappreciative
so I smash a plate
hold the place hostage with this sharpened object
to the throat of this little kid
just so every jewel and wallet to be in ma pockets
lock em in so cops delayed in stoppin me
swap my winning for some AK 47's
that's the sugga dugga killin type of weapon 
too expensive
plus few drill in public places
would leave the world demented
no better way to promote my mixtape
now I need a little gang to get me on my way
mate f*** persuasion - my voice wasted and pride tainted
instead I catch a couple smack heads
give them it - so they listen to get more of it
mentioned stick with me and you'll never see no prison
takes weeks for witnesses to speak
by then we rich bathin' in the hottest continents
you must be sick of grovelin'
watchin' pricks livin' richer
let's get pampered for the future of our families
Chorus:
ain't afraid to die mentality to ride
time to visualize my pride take fake players for surprise
I been so vicious from the day I started breathin' 
no release for me so death and killing should just set me free

Verse 2:
My preparation for this
blueprints written in rhythm
sit them in and hit em with instructions
occasional intoxications
nuff till nothing but the dust lusted
should eliminate any human left
their demons tested fell reckless
now they slave to me
make arrangements for the days of escalating hatred
investigated recent decades techniques making massacre's extreme with ease
directed perfectly
electronically releasing feed adrenalin increases
plus blowin' up when anyone stop shootin'
feens bullet proof full armory
intoxicated plus headsets under helmets let me speak those twisted visions
silver tonged them petty hippy theories
till deadly irritated - be the saviors
when I'm famous explain this to the masses
and everyone will riot for this prosperous society
your remembered like the legends
Of course some began regrettin' so stabbed up infront of rest
now blessed fears better than respect
bet they packed much intellect
frustration kept indebted, eventually planet balancin' all be worth the pain within
since subconscious tranna stop this
the promises of never lettin' demons run me
long gone, police beat me often, justify interrogation
verbally humiliated - own race fear islamophobics dream of the holocaustic days
we cause the shame on the mother lands knowing nothing of it
live as servants, rot in prison, sick of shit choices I'm voiceless so hopeless
though elimination seems retaliation bound to get me into hell
can't imagine that aspect screaming at me:
"Karma's my position, death in nothing
but pain in justice, now you've got to take this with no escaping"
where my feens at, i'll give them crack and strap them in
so afraid of Allah's punishment
headset's speak, feed us please before soberness creeps in
nah plan's changed don't squeeze your AK's
what about the fake we near the place playin trap music to the masses
a cop for every dozen faggots
nah relax I had exaggerated tantrums manipulated mind-frame
well you played the gain give us the gain we going out blasting!

Chorus * 2

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Sick Of Dishwashing - Prod. Case G Music

Intro: 

Its all about my mental health issues
I hate living with my psychopathic brain
i don't even know how i can even describe that you
but i'm gonna try it anyway
check this out bro

Verse 1:
I'm so retarded
f*** a label given my thinkin similar to what you seeing when your overdosing
soul aggression simmering with lids from millenniums of reincarnation
no right expression - so brain more special than
actually more intellectual than Hawkins
input mysterious - output retarded as the process...mind blowing
Gives me ego like I'm god - and I'm
singling blinking hunch back my gorilla stance
I'm more tapped an understatement like - like what?
fuck a simile I'm sick of them
British rappers chattin' macka like on television
why you entertaining me with your ghetto image
you think your vicious coz men around ya 
pullin' triggers coz the figure itches???
who gives a shit?
nah everybody does millions of hits and recognition
why I even bothering
most my audience don't even listen
thinkin something different bobbin' heads to the rhythm yo
not pointing figures just claiming they more retarded than I am
but I got imaginary friends i hate 
still first bump and conversate
i guess I'm iller than imaginary freaks
blame myself I'm contributing - thinking stupid shit for entertainment
pains a sign somethings wrong so I'm always having headache's

Chorus
I'm a mental patient without his medication
self giggling imagine stick figures fightin'
though the ganga vandalizes the brain
i find it difficult making thinking tame
*2

Eliminating Monday blues by sippin liquor
digging hole deeper in unstable type direction
sadistic thinkin' entertaining
in brain stabbin peeps to release ma anger
disturbed an understatement
manipulated by the massive universe so practice magic
power purposes, blicker than the brain cells of ma burning headaches
i love it when i satisfy my pride
vicious cycle to some happiness
the process body dying I'm enjoying just regretting
a lot of money put in Britain - prevent progression
all humans bastards
fund my mind with drastic thinkin nasty habits
scratching skin with blades to make me feel alive
style of livin' boring but it must be done 
painting future brighter
wool over eyes of children takes alot of money
this feeling of uniqueness thinkin so much deeper
need class A's relatin' - suicides escaping

Chrous *2

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Mental Patient Prod. Mc Fred Killah

Compass - Road To Sarlant [Concrete Kïn]

Middle of the night (prod. Jean Parker)

little track i decided to release. im not done mastering it. but its the first song so far besides anakin that im drop on my tapes. im releasing two tapes here in the next few months both cover the two sides of the story stay tuned

Cobains Interlude

Style From

Zawokesha

Lyrics:

Mrs. Claus
She dancing on the pole
Gifted and you know how we go
Making all this money
and we making this dough
Too much eggnog
We drop to the floor

Yea we dropping
These gifts I am copping
Too fly, call me Robin
Give you coal
Then you sobbing

Yea you sob
Cuz your home alone
Got no money
You got no phone
Extraterritorial in my zone
17 now, I've just grown

She a baddie
Liv and Maddie
Too high I forgot
"What's your addy?"
Gotta drop off gifts
In a Caddy
Give 3 Ho Ho's
I'm her daddy

I'm a dad though
With this cash flow
Yea she licking all that cane
She a bad hoe
Sucked 50 others
That's a sad blow
She gets passed around like toys
She a Hasbro

Yea people wanna talk
Dont do that shit
Santa got a glock!
Yea I just walk
and your bitch
She just gave me top
Fuck cookies and milk
Want gawk and wok

Yea we rocking with this bass and shit
A beanie and a hood, you got basic drip
Make these hits out my basement bitch
Don't want your presents, little replacement bitch
Yea she replace
Got a big phatty but she got a little waist
She said "Tennants can I get a taste?"
On my St Nick type shit, dip without a trace

Yea
Yea you know we dipping
Under the mistletoe
Yea you know we lipping
Get the packs, no Xmas
Yea you know we shipping

Mrs. Claus
She dancing on the pole
Gifted and you know how we go
Making all this money
and we making this dough
Too much eggnog
We drop to the floor

Mrs. Claus
She dancing on the pole
Gifted and you know how we go
Making all this money
and we making this dough
Too much eggnog
We drop to the floor

Too Much Eggnog!

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