Name: Ich Säe Zweifel (prod. Rice Master Yen, Cutz by MF Tom) by LPP 143
Duration: 1 min 17 s
Description: Title track from the Collabo EP with Rice Master Yen. Cutz, mixing & mastering by MF Tom

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BODIED · FINE$$A WILLIAM$

BODIED

℗ BLACKRORSCHACK MUSIC

PRODUCER: BLACKRORSCHACK 
COMPOSER  LYRICIST: JEREMIAH LOFTON

[Written by: Jeremiah Lofton]

[Hook:]
Don't hate on nobody
Don't wait on nobody
I stay with the paper
Come roll with me shawty
I stray from the haters
I work on Pilates
Like Kanye, I'm major
I'm pimpin like Scottie
And I avoid danger
Like that is my Hobby
She like a smart nigga
You know she gone ride me
And I am the nigga
You know they gone call me
Yeah I am the nigga
This drip on my body
I stay with the money
I been spending Hardly
I'm stacking this money
I've been feeling godly
I have my own angel
I light up the hot tree
The lighter just flicker
My lighter real sparky
And I am real hip hop
And I make the heart beat
I just see the vision
And I make a hard beat
She wanted a perky
It's that typa party
In love with the pussy
But it's Getting bodied

[Verse:]
I Hate that
I can't sit in a Maybach
Cuz of the money I ain't made back
My bank account need some payback
New checks, yeah I make that
Stay broke, I can't relate that
Big blunts, yeah I face that
All without a face tat
Underground like the basement
And No they can't replace him
Not basic, Like I ain't him
And the flow been real flagrant
On the pot and I take shits
My dough need inflation
My Asics got full sprint
Just paper chasing to the money bitch
I wish I could get in a spaceship
And fly to a place that make sense
They be trying my patience
But God won't let me take shit
Run up and get a face lift
For the gold on my bracelet
Got a diamond and rare gems
Set aside for cases
And I only like green faces
Neva divided how states is
Know you just activated
The true form of greatness
And I got a bouquet kid
From a standing ovation
I know it's amazing
But still I don't say shit, ayy

[Hook:]
Don't hate on nobody
Don't wait on nobody
I stay with the paper
Come roll with me shawty
I stray from the haters
I work on Pilates
Like Kanye, I'm major
I'm pimpin like Scottie
And I avoid danger
Like that is my Hobby
She like a smart nigga
You know she gone ride me
And I am the nigga
You know they gone call me
Yeah I am the nigga
This drip on my body
I stay with the money
I been spending Hardly
I'm stacking this money
I've been feeling godly
I have my own angel
I light up the hot tree
The lighter just flicker
My lighter real sparky
And I am real hip hop
And I make the heart beat
I just see the vision
And I make a hard beat
She wanted a perky
It's that typa party
In love with the pussy
But it's Getting bodied

BODIED // FINE$$A WILLIAM$ // [PRODUCED BY BLACKRORSCHACK]

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LYRICS:

And this blood runs deep, trust me.
Never before have told you that my heart is pure this many times the dark is near me,
Whispering dreams that I know it won’t give me,
So caught up where I’m thinking you miss me.

Fakest feelings to, I guess you call a “real one”
A guessing game for validation, knowing I don’t need none.
Do please run away from me, and leave me unbothered
Leave me un-slaughtered,
Don’t try to look at me as the martyr.

This picture is bigger than me,
And my soul I won’t offer for some people worshiping me
I’ve been walking with God, 'cause I noticed what follows me,
My back against the wall.
So I can see what’s in front of me, I know this can’t be all.

I know my callings reaching for me,
Time to answer calls
Keys to my freedom inside my hand, the engine trying to stall
The devils working hard
And that weapon formed against me couldn’t pierce my heart
I know that shit tears you apart, but you don’t know my battle scars.

The thickest heart from loving just too hard
You play your part,
As Judas, studying the art war and pulling out the loaded cards
The game fixed against me, serpent said “come as you are”

And here I am, here I stand, rooted.
Hearing fools gold, followed by the actions proving.
Or am I blinded by the past, thinking you would do this?
Is that a sign of disconnection? And I’m working through it?
I think I’m going through it.

I pray to God the light's gone
I'm coming home, hope the lights on
I hope the lights on

I pray to God the light's gone
I'm coming home, hope the lights on
I hope the lights on.

And no respect to suits getting paid,
Off the blood, and graves, where the children lay
Image was everything to them, choosing what to say
On the grandest stage, and platforms, day-to-day

American dream-rich, to get signed the only way.
Not from the heart, you writing down what they tell you to say.
They know exactly who’s gon' play the game
Place a noose around the neck and let the head hang.
When you don't know what's next
Wasting time out the neck
Missing life for a check
Losing friends by the second
Don't know what to expect
Don't know what to protect
Ask the world too many questions, now it's off with the head.

When you're just another image in their head
When you're only here to keep the ego fed
When you always feel like you're failing a test

The most support you’ll get will show up when you're dead.

Coming Home

Title track from the Collabo EP with Rice Master Yen. Cutz, mixing & mastering by MF Tom

Ich Säe Zweifel (prod. Rice Master Yen, Cutz by MF Tom)

‘Live with this nagging feeling I’m different,
Can’t conform to the norm, I’m resistant,
May appear here, but always feel distant,  
Nothing consistent since an infant,
Mood contingent to any commitment,
Love a word to which I am indifferent,
Indignant at the infringement,  
So stringent, am I a delinquent?
Relations foreign, nothing in common,
All gains ill-gotten, feel lost and forgotten,
Why do I wilt when you lot all blossom,
Is everyone else here pure and I’m rotten,
Why did I need to hit my rock bottom,
Couldn’t get off that god damn toboggan,
Rabbit with a habit, lost in this warren,  
Reflect on how I’m inept and too often,
Pray one day my thoughts they may soften,
I know I’m not special, not unique,
Simply write as selfish and weak,
To questions find partial answers I seek,
A semblance of purpose, like all’s not bleak,
Compelled after my tree felled, out to speak,
Underneath my smile, grit my teeth,
Seethe inside, self-counsel my grief,
Forever seeking healing brief relief,
Though thrilled I’ve skill I now have applied,
I still battle demons that plague my mind,
Jeer like critics sat at ringside,
Tell me I swing and I miss well wide,
Forever grapple feelings I can’t brush aside,
No agenda, just will not surrender, 
My mind without at least looking inside,
I’m ensnared, prepared to not like what I find,
Pleading for meaning as there’s no guide,
Can’t use drink not to think on the snide,
That sunk my ship, took a hit capsized,
So no longer wet, in the sun I’ve dried,
Self-centred since the world I entered,
Self-obsessed, distressed if I’m not remembered,
So each time I find a new keyboard I pound it,
Come out, a little less stressed, well rounded,
A little more centred, little more grounded,
Rhyme for redemption, not quite yet found it,
Though I still struggle, it helps I can’t doubt it,
My love for lyricism is unbounded,
Lost my way, prayed and finally found it,
Abounded when seemingly was surrounded,
Hit a brick wall, but rebounded,
Realized all the lies are unfounded, 
No self-discipline is crippling,
So stop talking, start listening,
Only then you begin transitioning,
Self-control for some just can’t be found,
So don’t even try and life turns around, 
My biggest success in the grander scheme,
When clean feel serene like a trickling stream,
Beam like a Cheshire cat lapping up cream,
It’s therapy sharing these thought that I harbour,
Been laden with even more stress than Osama,
But past mistakes have now strengthened my armour,
Family and friend’s support I now garner,
Against any fist a pen will hit harder,
Done with the drama, need to feel calmer,
So look through a new lens, new panorama,
I’m lava, spitting like this you’ll find nada!’

Nagging Feeling

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Ich Säe Zweifel (prod. Rice Master Yen, Cutz by MF Tom)

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