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

Intro:
Remember I told you about that guy
in the first story who became a born again Christian
well he just found out he's only got limited time on earth
and he ain't taking it well
coz man got demons
and when I say this man got demons
boiii this guy got some demons

Verse 1:
I got 24 hours to live so gonna try take out all my enemies
who thought forgiven as if mans became a Christian
brother listen I went church to be cured of my spice addiction
made promises to self respect for 20 years
to get revenge on all those who ever bullied me
both teacher's and the pupil's I was told to forgive
some feel at peace but it harmed the way I think
it's time to rise before man's eternally sleep
grabbed and peace from a brother who can get you anything
said 50 G's for kidnapin' 20 for the killin' 
so excited so I now need many millions
figured they'd all be in a hall tied up regrettin deeds
warn society that every victim has an inner beast
if the devil's not defeated gonna join him at his feet
harmed my mother how these randomers could bully baby seed
since we both felt the heat, feel peace for murderin'
its time to balance out all the injustice that i've seen
got blood thirsty visions and there's nothing stopping me
phone's ringing for me, the one who gave me bible studies said:

Chorus:
remember how Jesus treated all his enemies
real powers the abilities to pray upon your knees
if repent now from your sin - go to heaven eternally
let karma deal with these and have a taste of true peace I plead 
* 2

verse 2:
brother please I passed the point of being free
making moves from being a slave of these insecurities
think of man who been damaged never got the chance to be
coz some punk ass kids thought tormenting was funny
all forgot what they did but here I'm lucifer's beast
bringing justice to my planet no self righteousness in me
there's 6 bullets in my gats to get as much of the monies
coz when it comes to gettin' money finances coming quickly
its a shame that I gotta end ma livin' like this
feel hopeless and lonely in the place where devil's prince
whenever show my gentleness people bully me
I wonder if they saw my darkness - be thankful - change their actions
regardless I travelled to a school where it started
headteacher of this place made my life a misery
when he saw my gun pointin' transferred anything I needed
apologized and began beggin' for forgivness
I still shot him dead coz it felt so amazing
never believe a man's apology inflicted by fear
with capital and details my plans coming near
went to the hitman and said that everything is here he said:

Chorus * 2

Verse 3:
so what's this? religion now got into him
I point ma gun into his stomach - said who's done the preachin'?!
he's just laughin' coz Jesus removed all of his fear's
and if God can't get to you - gonna come for your peer's
it's really magical how Jesus can change your thinkin'
I don't wanna hear this so I started shooting
he ran quickly in his kitchen and I run out of bullets
but before leaving I grab a bit more armory
and start thinkin' how me gonna kill off these enemies
then remembered where a few of them grew up and may be
I'm headin' in the taxi and begin wonderin' if
I can go through this tantrum, do nothing and die in peace
plan to shoot anybody I see straight in the knee's
I don't care who it is, just wanna spread this energy
just then I see a kid push another, started crying
in the que to the van, they both had simple dreams
so grab the one who's wrong and began preachin'
he needs to know wagwan coz life is bigger than him
just like Allah lookin' down at me, think it's childish
I'm a viscous broke killer with confused perspective I said:

Chorus

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Pastor Please Pt.2 Prod. LH Instrumentals

Yes it's Kassius Withakay
half way through the storyteller volume 1
enough with the negative vibes man 
I've actually been day dreaming about meeting misses right
thought i'd tell you all about that
check this out - yo
Verse 1:
I met this money few months ago its lovely
conversate on everything and it's truly harmony
we match each other's needs on future things
that's when it's scary 
coz rarely blessings happen to real humble kinda G's
I been worshippin' to conquer sin at first
but now I'm thinking if this someone special wanna be the best I can be
always seen love as the pinnacle for peace
but in this country woman demonized
from media and many horny freaks
most homeless and addicts there coz trusted wrong chicks
was skeptical and aimed for one who's obedient
just need a wife for offspring
never for the company
accept this life's gonna be so raw and lonely
appreciate the blessings try to turn the fire into rhythm
coz I'm never gonna gamble on my stable situation
then I prayed to God I said I'm ready for my hunting
made a bachler from myself to attract some goddesses
I had ex's who make lez's out of straight chicks
and their mindset meant to make a man into a king
and now I'm 10 times the man so got the highest standards
but when I met this one right now
I'm catchin' feelings coz:

Chorus:
when we conversating' just like we flying high
in the Eden garden feels just like it's you and I
most likely won't last so these very precious times
not about the circumstance just what realities like

Verse 2:
By any means reduce the fire roarin' in me
hate the weight of world on shoulders intelligent no release
would love to be a slave to future family but destiny?
I been dreaming of exploring the planet with misses right
These days I grind and visualize life in paradise
Pride wanna entertain these madmen - wonder why
desperate to escape give her the benefit of the doubt
and if you see me in fame, you'll know love didn't work out
this the last straw of love it's only demons I've found
I wanna believe it still exist in these westernized grounds
these last few weeks have been the best I felt but now
Reality hints and I'm tranna swallow somehow you know coz...

Chorus *2

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Love Maybe Prod. Case G Music

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

Middle of the night (prod. Jean Parker)

Style From

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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