action bronson's strictly 4 my jeeps 
produced by harry fraud


im flipping tracks like the done side of grilling beef.
sipping tea, breaking tree in peach swisher sweets.
i feel the heat, i put the peppers and garlic on top!
Korean barbeque flow. smoking party of five.
need a glass of Hite mekju with some soju in it.
need a pack of finest bechu with some roll ups in it.
kinda pissed cuz i got off the phone with kublai
listening to roora eating soobak... he tells me 'the KSA don't like it TOO raw'
i mean i'm lyricks, what they expect me to do dog?
think i'm bad for the youth? think i'm too ghetto?
they like accoustic guitar players with loop pedals?
hold up... you better slow down baby.
invite lyricks. 'dont spit' / that's crazy
you better go down lady, i brought my whole team, 
and my whole team crazy. 
mixing kimchi in my kitchen on mohogany
put the disc in. bumping bone thugs and harmony
thinking of halmuni, and how many times she couldn't resist 
cooked me the fish to lay it out for me.
if she's looking down now, man is she proud of me?!
and the fact i had to ask the truth is loud to me.
man i'm back, MCs... i'm sorry
but you jokes, you're comedians... aziz ansaris
the return of the rap deniro. 
blasting beats in a black montero
triple xl everything black apparel
from the south. filled with gifts. i'm a cracker barrel
rap to get your cash up. spit it. get it mastered.
catch all the rats while they nap, then get your grass cut.
words travel through walls here like it's casper, so 
even if disaster has to happen you dispatch your back up.
haters get slapped up. react? get your scalp cut.
kick you  in the back with my flat foot...
roll you up and put in you a bag like backwoods. 
and i don't even smoke that...
on a action bro track, i leave you stretched, FLAT like road maps.
put my fist in the air, proud like pro blacks
this is something light that i wrote, man just hol' that.
you know that lyricks is the illest? but you know that
you know thattttttttttttt x3
slow down.

Strictly 4 My Lees - Lyricks

April 2014 // beat: DZA - Jigga Flow

Lyricks

Mother fuckers wanna act loco Hit him with numerous shots with a 44, 
Or a choke hold then I upload the clip of you getting hit via go pro.
That's what you get messing with a chick breaking bro code, 
thats a no no you numb nuts, you Bobo getting bum rushed 
with nun chucks or young guns: taps on the top of your head like duck duck, 
you better duck duck, if you get struck tough luck, 
you the type of brother that go to the police, 
rapping about trapping pounds why you lying in your song homie? man... you just sold gs
I never seen a quap nor oz/ Just cuz you old don't make you og/ 
how come real hyungs never even heard of your name or your gang but they know me? 
I was bought up with 90s products, like Nas and Kool g, with onyx, 
With biggie, AZ the chronics. The roots to the wutang, ruffryders
smoke w delfonics feeding my boys hydroponics deep in a bronx project apartment 
living off rap barely survivin... But damn we actually did it. 
Left the comfort, to suffer and to find my limits, I'm still looking homey. Humble side saying everybody nice, but the real me singing I'm so ronery, put my hands up like hymn song, I'm il like Kim Jong   I'm lunchin, Mcs my banchan. Supers the future prime time, the truth like 16 jul 3 jang // I'm still the shit even if I look like shit i'm ssamjang. Ohh murder! Now jahjang you booboo I'll take care of you feed you Gerber lazy baby rhyme baby food. (babied you)

C Note

How about a little bit of flavor?
Shake that like some salt and pepper
Flavor for ya ear just sit back lip that song like it's all I remember 
Rewind and playback that classic jam from way back 
That day in ya mind when you played that for the first time and ya mind said save that
Like cool breezes and good food like cool peoples and good moods
Never succumb to the odds of a guy with the eyes like mine talkin bout who you?
I'm upgraded updated let me welcome you to my newsroom 
With a tune from a viewpoint far from the usual radio joint  that you cruise to 
Let me break it down like hammer time
Like hammer pants just let loose 
Just move to the tempo, go wit the hand motions like a note just hit you uh!
Visuals and audio from a trio far from the obvious 
No do overs or copying just soloists that compliment 
Each other when the music hit it's official like a picture that was birthed from a stencil
That song that caught you in the moment gripping you like a hand with a anvil 
So  Let go let it echo then you check those fake homies hating on the way low 
Then you take that hate and you make it so they can't say not a thing like a day old you WORD


Keep Up (Babied You) featuring C-Note and Robyn

One of the classics off Lyricks' first mixtape 'Entrance'

Cuts by DJ ZO // 2005

Drop This!

Justified

Parts of this verse was originally featured on my friend Jose Rios' album To Live and Grow in LA. In light of all the events happening around the world, I felt this was an appropriate time to release this track Robyn and I put together for the recent Dead End Tour. Peace and love yall. Let's fight the corrupt.

this beat is called the journey by tom misch

Can't Breathe featuring Robyn

Lyricks

i swear it feels like new york city turning me cold already, 
snowing again? i thought it was spring it was cold already, 
i put on my shirt my sweater my timbs my hoody, 
my jacket my beanie go back inside for the coat i'm forgetting. 
and now i’m miserable wet and i’m sweating, cuz inside it was hot, but too much effort to take it off while my girls getting ready. and USUALLY when i strip, she’s done and acts like she's waiting for me with the flip like rick! hurry lets go already...

whatever. i’m sick sniffling sardined on the 7 with all these people next to a young spanish carlito with a clean fade, but homie used way too much suavecito, and when the train braked this stumbling chico smears his pomade all over my sleeve bro, then leaves hits me with the conpermiso man sorry peace yo.

wusah, its just clothes, lets write rhymes. thats why i carry my beats for. then i look down like hows my phone almost dead already?? i charged it all night, hows that little battery red already. damn

now i get off the train mad. like shut up keyboard guy you suck honestly, 
and these acoustics are too sick for mediocrity. and i don’t want to see a broadway comedy show homie don’t talk to me. why are you walking so slow walking awkwardly?!
so i pass this dude. nudge him then i realize it’s a she and she's handicapped. 
says sorry to ME, with her phone number on her fanny pack
damn i’m officially guilty, i’m sorry cindy
official buzz killin word to shin b 
i slow it down thinking about how many different people must've passed her this month...
my overthinking ass i let her pass to let her remember what being faster was once like she’s actually giving a fuck. but maybe she does. thats why i do it. for that 50 50.

and now i’m cold feelin awful terrible. in new york city the rain hits your face more it’s unbearable, i feel like horrible man and i’m pissed. cuz i need to piss. but theres no place in the city that exists that lets you come in for a minute unless you put in a order. 
and if you’re lucky enough to find a public WC you need to put in a quarter. its like if you’re having a bad day, this city was made to make it worse you know what i’m saying?? city with no outlets, and the ones you do find, they configured it so your plugger won’t stay in! i’m just sayin… damn fuck you new york!

but you made me feel alive again i love you new york. and yeah it's too early i should be taking it back. you give me shit on the daily but dammit you gave me this track! you nah mean?
VA boy, man i'm just switchin the scene. 
signing off Lyricks homie. reporting live from queens

G2

내가 지금 느끼는 것, 서울에서 살기가 참 힘들어
그래도 꾹 참고 견디는건, 문화를 난 이끌러
입에 걸친 미소대신, 눈위에 눈썹을 찝부려

한국에 정착한지 벌써 2년이라는 시간이 흘러
어른이 될려 하면 아직 나는 한참 멀어
보증금 과 서울 도시의 월세
부모님 기대치 맞추는것보다 더 빡세

익숙하지 않는 주변 사람의 사고 방식
사회의 사다리 오르는 지름길을 바로 가식
그들의 성공의 과정으로 판단된 이론,
불안함과 부담은 여전히 어깨 위에 기본

성과의 기준은 내 엄마친구 아들
Your accomplishments aint shit if it's less then your neighbor's
남이 잘되면 배가 아파서
나도 모르는사이에 i became a hater damn

무심한 도시 나도 정을 때
무식한 행동으로 나는 화풀이를해
매일 울며 부르는 초록색 병에 그려진
두꺼비
오늘따라 내가 따르는 술잔이 전부 무겁지

Reality got me relyin in the bottom of the soju bottle
The drunks that i used to judge became my brothas
The city changed me carved me
Tainted my soul and robbed me
But to this day i still yell new seoul proudly but for what

im beginning hㅔate the man i became into
So Fuck you seoul city
But i am the man i am today
So i guess in the end i love you seoul city
Just gotta survive the cold city
Before my soul change morbidly
Into a greedy monsta that everybody seem to become
Fuck this life if thats the only way to earn your income
Bless the city's soul, pray that the devil be gone
the same that im rappin this song 
Hopin that im not alone. Peace

Lyricks - Cold Already Featuring G2

for my fallen hyung Rookadamus.
beat: before the rising sun by tom misch (thanks precyse)

How many brothers fell victim to the streets?
RIP Big Brother, there's a Heaven for a G.
Be a lie, if I told ya that I never thought of death
My brothers.... we the last ones left

How many brothers fell victim to the streets?
RIP Big Bro, there's a Heaven for a G.
Ignorance is bliss, but it's better to look. 
I had to get this off my chest: I wrote a letter to Rook.

Lyricks: 
i start this off by saying i wish 2015 brought you joy,
a year ago today i was broken, sick, getting by: unemployed. 
everyday i was getting high, honestly i couldn't handle the void.
LYRICKS became a painful reminder of a career i destroyed. 

i started to drink too: let go. Weighed over 200 pounds.
My face was already big, but now this shit was starting to get round. 
I lost my self esteem, empty pockets with empty dreams. 
Being broke made me not wanna rhyme anymore over mp3s.
like yo WTF. i'm almost 30 with writer's block.
These youngins rock a new cadence: and my flow just seemed not as hot. 
and i'm still rapping about rapping , like 'Lyricks you gotta stop.'
The worst part about it all: What's that? 

i had no project drop.

look... i had no faith in myself, i had NO PLAY.
i've been promising my fans a lyricks album since 08.
i've been promising my dad he wouldn't have to work that it's okay, 
i would provide for the family soon, getting paid thru my showcase.

but damn i felt like i failed, depressed when i was rolling a blunt.
my fans were in youth group back then and now they holding their son.
they all forgot about my skills now, I got lost in a trail 
they care about mortgages and their bills now and now they're rocking Adele. 

I remember like it was yesterday... September this year. 
I found your tape, HELL IS EMPTY AND ALL THE DEVILS ARE HERE. 
You were one of my favorites, all the others man they were terrible yo. 
AZN RAPS?! everyone else was wack compared to you bro. 

F150, I studied that shit cuz your flow was the truth. 
Jealous of rappers that was lucky to get you in the booth. 
You kept it G AS FUCK, but you kept dropping gems with the dirt. 
Spit that knowledge, take these SUCKERS to church. 

Thru your lyrics I felt your pain, 
thru your voice I could always tell that you hurt. 
Everytime I listen to FALLIN, 
got inspired and wrote a new verse. 

I felt stupid complaining about me when u had it worse. 
You gave me that fuel: to put my ass back to work.

I fucking owe you my g. We only met twice but I know you my g. You shared some laughs thru IG
you wanted me to show you my beats.  
You gave me props and told me u fucked w my steez. 
That compliment alone inspired me to go home and write  few fire 16s. 
You influenced my gritty style with the feelings you brung. 
I could be as ill as you, but no one will be as real as you hyung. 

This Christmas I was back home,  getting drunk in a bar. 
I heard the news that your life was tooken, and then i cried in the car. 
I was trying so hard not to, but I felt so bad for you man 
your amazing son, your beautiful wiz - I cried for your fam. 

I was so fucking pissed cuz homie u just got thru this bid. 
And when you got out, everything you posted was positive shit.
 You inspired me to better myself. Gave me the realistic outlook on knowledge in this game of chess like you set it yourself. 
You gave lyricks this second wind, I'm going to  rep us til the end, 
Im gonna carry your name if they know me LYRICKS they'll know Cyril Kim.

I saw christ working thru you fam, regardless of sin. 
I end this with the

REST IN POWER ROOKADAMUS THE KING

1

Letter To Rook

Produced by EOM | Cuts by DJ ZO
Mixed and Mastered by Johnnyphlo

CLUTCH (PRODUCED BY EOM)

If you guys are feeling this vibe, i might actually write and make a track. Sometimes you just gotta freestyle and test if you still nice off the top. Don't critique too heavy :) Should I make this a track?

produced by EOM. 

Security Check Freestyle

jay z 'you must love me' cover
mixed by johnnyphlo 

since my date of birth, 
i brought you nothing but hurt, 
i would come home right before 
you left for morning prayers at church.

still had liquor on my breath
and the smell of weed on my shirts
always checked my room
if i was there you’d read me a verse.

i’d always act like i was sleeping,
but i was blazed and annoyed, 
but now i miss those precious moments. 
imma do the same for my boy. 

repressed the hurtful things said, i try to forget it, 
dad, i regret it. when you tried to get better. 
i robbed you of credit. (fuck)

you threw the liquor away,
gradually started to pray 
but i was young and bitter,
instead of helping i was calling you fake!

how much that must’ve hurt you, 
when you were trying to live with virtue 
all i did was curse your efforts
and just questioned your faith.

i acted like i was mad, cuz i was ashamed of my life. 
cuz i knew you were disappointed, but you were too tired to fight
and you’d just smile saying mom and i pray together for you.
YOU said sorry. i apologize.. should’ve been better to you

i think about the sacrifices, you made for my joy. 
from the countless hours of work, sleeping in the back to store. 
u caught cancer in the stomach…

as you laid back in your bed, 
morphine running through blood,
you motioned me to come and you said.

my life wasn’t perfect, but having you made it worth it.
all i do is thank God for my kids when i pray and i worship. 
and i started to tear, cuz i got nothing to show what i’ve done
you squeezed my hands, smiling saying “my son.” 

damn you must love me.

---

We all had a very different childhood experience.  For some it was incredible. Their parents were consistent, loving, and honest. For others, it was the opposite, they were absent, abusive, and broken.

Wherever your story lands, we cannot deny that our parents, are still our parents. Our Mothers birthed us. Our Fathers (in most cases) supported us. They changed our diapers, listened to us cry, fed us, worried about us, and ultimately raised us.

If you’re reading this post, there is a chance your parents are still alive. Now, I’m not sure if this list should be shared together, individually, or over some period of time. But as a man who studies the relationships between people, there is not a closer bond than the child parent relationship. It calls for a level of respect and honor that others don’t. I am convinced it’s critical that at the right time, we share these things with them before they die.

The Truth
That You Understand
That You Appreciate Them
That You’re Sorry
That You are Grateful 

I love you all. Make sure you take the time to make things right before it's too late. Respect. 

You Must Love Me

The Supernova Collective Vol.1

My Fault

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Enjoy this brand new REMIX of JET LAG featuring the OG LYRICS BORN & the one and only G YAMAZAWA! Of course we had to get ZO on the cuts. Special shout out to Armen Hammer for the mix and master and Brandun Deshay for the heat. #OXGANG

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JET LAG REMIX feat. LYRICS BORN & G YAMAZAWA

fightin. screamin. drivin 
eachother crazy inside the lab all night. all we do is fight!
i’ve been. peaceful. mindin
my business but then we have these violent times!
plus now we dryyyyyyyy
(which means john has no weed to smoke
and 95% of our fights literally start because of this)

sometimes our fights get lil scurry. our managers worried now
its all on his instagram story. blood on our merch inventory wow
VA boys sometimes get gory. one day one of us will pull a knife
never fought once while we touring. wonder whyyyyyyyy
i punched him real hard in the stomach. 
he laughed and said was that all??
i said that’s a 74 bitch. can’t kill you before we make a song….

J is a savage. J is a monster.
when he mix jamie and vodka it’s toxic. 
one night he came where my job is.
this ain’t no SOB shit. he came in smiling
so i thought he was harmless, but he was obnoxious
in front of my bosses so i ask him to stop it!
then he slapped me we trashed the whole office
nonsense! 
i know that some of you watched it.
thats just some yox shit. 
fighting like boxers 
i mean thats part of our process
tiger balm / pas’s
both getting drop kicked
both of us acting like mobsters
looking like monsters
blocking his sidekicks 
he wants to knock me unconscious
i need to use caution…
maybe its nova. 
maybe its va beach.
i think it’s because of tae kwon do prolly.
i pray that our bodies 
don’t get no permanent damage
we need to retire our parents.
marriage. why do we fight like we married?
but we calling this love so its scary.
dammit. he’s probably calling me f*****
why are you rapping about me?
that is my partner, my friend and my brother
you fuck with my family i’m catching a body

sometimes our fights get lil scurry. our managers worried now
its all on his instagram story. blood on our merch inventory wow
VA boys sometimes get gory. one day one of us will pull a knife
never fought once while we touring. wonder why...

VIOLENT TIMES

so if you knew me back in 2003
when i was still skinny and out of school just lounging with pete
before soundcloud it was soundclick just scrounging for beats 
we’d freestyle for hours til it was time to go eat
i would devour a pizza open sonic foundry and beast
3 tracks in 40 minutes. mix it then save it to c:\
i got hard drives my team don’t know about
i mean unknown amounts of rap videos i made that they didn’t see
if you ask me then who you thinks the greatest mc. 
there’s no changing in me 
i would look at you straight and say that it’s me. 
even people who hated me they were still able to see
i fucking hate rick but creatively i’m not as crazy as he

flash to 2018 we still changing the speed
yox is the illest out and now a whole generation agrees
i’m getting paper for my pen to paper i’m taking a fee!
but you can catch me in a cypher i’m never afraid of the free 
styling on these haters who challenge the team
who keep claiming they have all this work that i haven’t seen
you stay playing all these games running out of the steam
leaving you twitching in front of ur web cam rerouting your stream
man i don’t want fame anymore, i want bigger deposits
i wanna be rapping at 50 while i sit in a office 
eating chicken and sausage with a fly chick
splitting the crawfish after a massage
making money off a track as soon as i drop it

but this song: i just had to address some’n
so many people i know saying rick you need to say some'n. 
i was on my facebook and someone is claiming that he the best one. 
look this ain't a diss song that actually made me respect him.
i’m just getting pissed off that they discussin it this long
cuz if the fucking list doesn’t have us in it then it’s wrong. 
i could care less where my dinner is from
i love kid trunks but i'll still put a kid in a trunk
i think that it's time to share with u the mission of mine
as i travel you see the realism of life. i’m just thinking damn.
i'm just a jackie chan another chink in their mind. 
but when i kick a rhyme i switch em in a blink of an eye. 
you tripping if you keep thinking rick is just a regular guy. 
this rick from the yox. i’m different with everything that i show to them.
if we really trying to shake this asian prefix 
then why the fuck we keep placing ourselves in a manila folder then?

fuck only asian rappers, i’m iller than all of them.
if you disagree dm email or call it in
imma murder this summer. 
me and john became vertical runners.
climbing on stage so you heard of the come up. 
these artists stay fishing they got hooks but what they reelin up?
i don’t care if they don’t feel us i don’t think that they real enough
making electronic money like diplo currently 
ox gang been tourin (torrent) like cryptocurrency

The Axe Kick Mixtape

VERTICAL RUNNERS

eggyo
produced by nadiak

i love it how my new korean fans be like… you know DOK2?!
no. but i like minor key beats though with a dope piano.
i am the YOX if you’re that zodiac as well, put your hands up.
it’s kinda weird, when i hear you rap i get light headed
with a nose bleed. puts me in a bad condition.
i’m a real hiphop 16 aficionado. you’re drinking a macchiato
while shopping for mashimaros.
I don’t even come out like that cuz I might see yall...

oh shit! you know hiphop?! how?
oh the production is tight? with dirty drums? (cool story)
did a lil research on ‘LYRICKS’ on naver.com did you?
shock value is the way people blow up these days 
so i guess thats why you keep getting fucked up. right?

okok. imma sort you out though.
yo the YOX are comin - that’s the word of mouth yo. 
in korean its like… oh shit! what do we do?
look at this weird man who’s about kill
everything with his weird accent.

let’s get it.
man i was focused a vision that was completely on outer limits, 
for the ones who doubted me: it’s funny
y’all the only people now offended…
some of these people called me childish
most of these people condescended…
most of these people forgot about it
but i USED IT!  i needed to cuz i remembered,  

i went thru the trial of fire and i learned thru the fundamentals.
i meditated and learned how to die.
and how to place my feet directly on the embers.
going thru the pain x3 that was the way that i found the center.  
drowning in the discipline, only in the discipline
tunnel visioning just our agenda. 

i was 29 drivin on 28.
drinkin a 40oz i couldn’t afford an 8th
and through the word of mouth
i knew the people heard today
the studio was torn down.
i was holding this ball of pain…
it was supernova. how could they do? 
it was the future. it used to motivate.
i wanted you know: i wanted you to grow
after i came back from LA i made sure that NOVA ate.

yea.

i wanted everyone to get it. tryied to create a culture when a
culture wasn’t given. tried to tell Virginia, i couldn’t continue in ya 
but i’ll put you on the map and i did it: salute that.

and i ain’t do it by making my voice trippy.
and i kept my word i took all of my boys with me.
haters wanna look for the change like ‘your boy’s shifty’
but nah, i kept it boomap. slick like the floor’s slippery.

more strictly it’s YOX. i hope i’m sending a chill
to the better rappers than me up in centerville:
looking for the beats, thinking it’s obsolete but i was 
right down the street last week thinking i’ll never build…

this the remedy. hope you’re feeling the energy.
use me as a target and target me as the enemy 
practice everyday steadily: try to get rid of me!
say you better than LYRICKS. my reply is: you better be!

what’s my resolution? to lose weight and make better music.
limit to two plates and cut out bread and juices. 
move weights & ya kno maybe forget the glutens idk lol.

Nothing Hurts Anymore

Eggyo

word to the hyphen featuring jl 
produced by lyricks

this feeling i’m sure you know 
my parents are growing old
i told my dad before you go 
(i have to at least show you one time)

he wanted pastor, doctor maybe a lawyer too
i told him i’m a rapper, and he cried inside his boiler room
he told me never forget what i been told ya
when you on a roll you pick up more dirt like a lint roller

i trusted in your vision since the very start
it just a parent’s heart don’t bend easy like heavy starch
they made the move to the states, changed how they maneuver
my fathers hands and brain decayed cuz of stain remover
so when i rap, its deeper than money and double taps
i wanna show my dad where my love was at. this is facts

reposition my life and treat him a little
my mission became the hyphen  so i could meet in the middle
i had to change the narrative, the truce became imperative
step inside the shoes of a cleaners korean american

word to the hyphen
word to the hyphen
word to the hyphen in my name x2

werd to the hyphen in the words that they type in
to describe us in the title of their write ups
asian-american first generation born in the states
parents made their escape so we could be born to be great

from a war torn country to a country full of dreams
in a place they never seen wid a language they couldn’t speak
left a position of pulling strings to putting things to the side
simply so their kids could get by

and passing on traditions that their kids could live by
and its up to them whether traditions live or they die
and they coulda had ambitions bigger than mine
but they put it all behind and put it all on the line

asians in media seemed to be running in place
but lately im seein our dreams is coming to shape
and its up to me to believe that it wasn’t a waste
and in time they can retire in a comfortable place 
word to the hyphen
word to the hyphen
word to the hyphen in my name x2 
as you get older you’ll understand. man i guarantee this
i couldn’t see this i got angry when my parents beat us
and then i went over to terrence’ his parents the sweetest
and my parents still at the cleaners they weren’t there to feed us

and as a young child that just meant bad ratings
thats how the trial and error era for us translated
and due to distance the communication drowned slowly
over time the kind words turned to jansori 

and this is our story. couldn’t decide for me
but i’m not living wondering yo man if i only
i’m gonna make it here cuz my mama deserve it
she tried to make my life perfect with some laundry detergent

Word to the Hyphen featuring JL (Happy Cleaners OST)

the axe kick

imagine you're at a nice restaurant on ur way down to the restroom
having an anniversary dinner with your girl so it was special 
and as you walk away you see a drunk asshole he's tryna test you
trying to impress two of his friends that's he's next to in the next booth
but you don't wanna trip cuz you want to show your girl to know your gentle
you gave her so much shit already you promised nights uneventful so you just let it go. 

but then he walks over down to your lady slow smiling like 
‘can i text you? you have that sweet combination look of sexy and intellectual.’ 
rubbing his arm all up against your girl getting disrespectful  
the moment you saw that right there even god couldn't prevent you 
from doing an ax kick in to out to the shoulder 
your side of your shoe collided with the fucking side of his temple
he drops and he trembles. your girl splash him with a glass neato 
that was half full of chilled tito vodka and redbull
and then his friends yell stop and they all started to scramble him out 
panic and shout and grabbed him up by his h&m socks at his ankle
and i know it’s weird but i was thankful cuz i was mad full 
and i let go of myself in new york so i was a fat ass too 
cuz i could’ve stampeded his ass and killed a man be careful
cuz i’m an ox and i get excited quick
i’m not trying to get like jl who’s the viole….

Axe Kick to the Face

jet lag remix featuring jl, lyrics born and g yamazawa
produced by brandun deshay

Jet Lag Remix featuring JL, Lyrics Born, G Yamazawa

i wanna know
produced by lyricks

at this point i don’t give a fuck about the law
i just think about life and what is right and wrong 
it wasn’t mine but think about if it was one of ours 
we need to put that baby back inside the mother’s arms

seen it first hand when people get pulled apart
dark nights, the hot tears, the deep scars
most of us don’t even care cuz their life is over there
and it’s all good as long as it doesn’t reach ours

people of the Lord: need your prayers now
if you believe in the love: need to say it now
if you believing in us we need to stand proud
we got our people that can’t speak with their hands out
  
whats the point of being given a voice
if you’re not using it to be giving em joy. 
i could be using my power when i’m givin a choice. 
i could either use it to build or destroy (lets go)

i wanna know if you care for me
if you feel my touch as heavenly
i wanna know if you feel this too
if you don’t, i can’t be in love with you

drowning in the sorrow and there’s no changin it
numb to the world like there’s no pain limit
wanna end it all like there’s no shame in it
jonghyun, cobain, bourdain did it

nobody really asked ‘hey how you feeling?’
nobody really said ‘hey wait a minute”
nobody really wanted to wait till they get it.
everyone said they cared. nobody meant it

how many best friends die?
how many graves do we go and ask why?
how many nights do you remember
you could’ve said man are you alright
but we just let it pass by?
how many?

when’s the last time that you let em know
that you love em? let em know. you never know.
a love letter in an envelope 
could prevent an end of road
just gotta let it show…
let it show

i wanna know if you care for me
if you feel my touch. it’s heavenly.
i wanna know if you feel this too
if you don’t, i can’t be in love with you

original music by sabrina claudio

I Wanna Know

you must love me
produced by nashiem myrick

since my date of birth  i brought you nothing but hurt
 i would come home right before  you left for morning prayers at church
still had liquor on my breath  and the smell of weed on my shirts
 always checked my room  if i was there you’d read me a verse

i’d always act like i was sleeping 
but i was blazed and annoyed 
but now i miss those precious moments 
imma do the same for my boy

repressed the hurtful things said i try to forget it
 dad, i regret it. when you tried to get better
 i robbed you of credit. 

fuck

you threw the liquor away 
gradually started to pray 
 but i was young and bitter
 instead of helping i was calling you fake

how much that must’ve hurt you
 when you were trying to live with virtue  
all i did was curse your efforts 
and just questioned your faith

i acted like i was mad, cuz i was ashamed of my life 
cuz i knew you were disappointed, but you were too tired to fight 
and you’d just smile saying mom and i pray together for you
 you said sorry. i apologize.. should’ve been better to you

i think about the sacrifices, you made for my joy 
from the countless hours of work, sleeping in the back to store
 u caught cancer in the stomach
as you laid back in your bed 
morphine running through blood 
you motioned me to come and you said

rick, my life wasn’t perfect, but having you made it worth it
 all i do is thank god for my kids when i pray and i worship 
and i started to tear i got nothing to show what i’ve done
 you squeezed my hands, smiling saying my son

damn you must love me
damn you must love me
damn you must love me

pothole freestyle
produced by j cole

I’ve been digging everyday
digging for the truth
digging in my pockets
digging for the raw shit
digging in the crates
i know i’m sick
i got my delivery from the greats

yuh
i miss the d and d days
analog: think about the discipline it takes
now’s a little different cuz it’s digitally made
digi design with a desktop you get busy right away

yeah. listen to some biggie hit a j 
then hit up j. like ‘lets record man I’m on the way’
coming from virginia? yea it took us in a wake.
clipse said it ‘they ain’t shit to do but cook up in va’
yeah. 

fuck J! i can kill him on a page
if you ask him he’ll have something very similar to say (fuck rick)
so when we get together we some killers on a stage
killing other rappers like there really isn’t enough space

these other rappers garbage you could count em out
i only fuck with a few rappers you could count em out
been around the world the (ox) getting louder now
but now they sayin i lack melanin i’m not allowed

wait so let me just break what you say
an asian to you can not participate. ok
well they told me to say no more
but lately i couldn’t take no more
cuz i live like this all day long
so let me say something to yall
ready?

i’m speaking for my culture and associates.
saying that we culturally appropriate 
i mean appropriate’s getting a little inappropriate.
let’s get a eye to eye level balance on perspective
and respectfully maybe then we could both see it.
maybe it's not even the words coming out my mouth
maybe it's the way that we keep on both approaching it.
you know what i’m saying? 
so let me flip this shit…

is nicki one of the queens of this rap shit? man of course she is!
i was bumping nicki’s version of big’s warning early
before she hit her first million views or a deal.
i love her so much but for the sake of being real
look i’m still getting grilled because i talk too heavy
meanwhile there’s chun li, chinx and kung fu kenny
that’s one too many but listen: I don't care if u don’t
i’m just making sure that you know i won't trip if you won’t
let’s make it fair. jason got hated because he braided hair linsanity! 
just cuz i rap people are mad at me 

they claim i can’t do rap. man how I do that? 
i was brought up by the ‘do that that do that that’
i’m breathing boombap the bass and two claps
an asian dude that do that they just see another dude act black
crazy

so i don’t care man if you agreeing or not.
it’s the come up of me and brother
the year of the (fuck that)
id had to make a statement before makin a club track
i had to make some changes so behavior’s above that
too many motherfuckers attacking so i had to bust back
believe it or not there’s some asians that love rap like a matrimony. 
man i’ve been rapping all my life that it comes naturally
man i was mastering the master of ceremony. 
dilla tracks? i attached it on me. 
so who the fuck are you to tell me it’s not my passion homie?
huh?

you think i’m exploiting to makin money?
you want the mic back right?
fuck it. then take it from me.
cuz imma keep fighting you back like korean zombie
spray it in the streets like my name seen and dondi
yea. man i got you.
you know how the yox do.
the 1985 crew. j cole is an ox too!
real get it. if you don’t get it forget it.
this goes out to all the ones that think my life is a costume

get the fuck outta here

Pothole Freestyle

ny by yun b
produced by yun b

looking at the lights from the city limits
dreaming of a chance thinking we up in it
it’s been a minute but we admit it we see it different 
we wanted to pop but now it’s theoretic
be authentic
peer pressure doesn't work until you let it
sitting on the e train got a dm from yun b sayin 
he made a beat and he sent it over like did you get it?
wait… yea

downloaded and wrote it before northern blvd
bought a roll up at the bodega with 4 quarters
and today i bought a pepperoni slice to bless this homeless guy 
w/ a bogus eye with no shoes
just a pair of socks 
so i gave him my black face mask that said year of the ox
see at first he objected and then he appeared surprised
its been a while since he felt love i could see in his eyes

new york
land of city gridlocks. land of pretty girls
broken hearts & pretty flip-flops
land of i don’t give a damn and i don’t give shit cops.
lost boys find joy in mini zip locs.
only l i take is to fat for 6 stops. 
this is yun b and lyricks
man it’s hiphop is it not?
hilite mix with the big yox 
the family extends to america too
i’ll cook next time

New York by Yun B

I Feel It

pissed
produced by shawn wasabi

i knew that this would happen one day: worst nightmare
i should’ve used it right there when i had the chance
now i’m doing a dance cuz i can only think of one thing

i gotta take a piss. i gotta take a piss right now
i don’t wanna do it but i’m crossing my legs a little bit
cuz i need to have this feeling die down

i hear lyricks wheres he at? i’m like right here.
ok great! my name’s greg i’m the sound guy
and this will be your mi- gimme that! i know how to use it!
you don’t need to show me how to mute it!
i’ve been doing this over 10 years man i do this!
but what’s the point of a greenroom without
a fucking place where i can poop in?? 
getting mad at the establishment
cuz i’m passed the f	eeling of pissing in my pants and shit
i wanna pee but i can’t and shit. 
the green room packed cuz we packed this shit.
my boy from atlanta man he had to shit
right then and there so i’m like fuck it
 i hate everybody in this room right now.
everybody in this room’s like a shawn wasabi
and i call em a shawn wasabi cuz everybody 
right now pushing my buttons

forreal man i had to think of something
cuz you know man my fears on the rise
and then i hear the crowd go wild 
and the audience announce it’s the year of the- 
shit.  
but like a true rapper i stuck it up 
i walked out with my homeboy
imma tell you a secret: with a full bladder 
then all of your double times will be on point 
and i’m thinking yo what do i do?
cmon think! rick, just be creative!
and then i waddled over to the water bottle
and said crowd forgive me 
cuz i was about to spray the—

Food featuring JL

vertical runners
produced by boi-1da and jahaan sweet

so if you knew me back in 2003
when i was still skinny and out of school just lounging with pete
before soundcloud it was soundclick just scrounging for beats 
we’d freestyle for hours til it was time to go eat
i would devour a pizza open sonic foundry and beast
3 tracks in 40 minutes. mix it then save it to c:\
i got hard drives my team don’t know about
i mean unknown amounts of rap videos i made that they didn’t see
if you ask me then who you thinks the greatest mc. 
there’s no changing in me 
i would look at you straight and say that it’s me. 
even people who hated me they were still able to see
i fucking hate rick but creatively i’m not as crazy as he

flash to 2018 we still changing the speed
yox is the illest out and now a whole generation agrees
i’m getting paper for my pen to paper i’m taking a fee!
but you can catch me in a cypher i’m never afraid of the free 
styling on these haters who challenge the team
who keep claiming they have all this work that i haven’t seen
you stay playing all these games running out of the steam
leaving you twitching in front of ur web cam rerouting your stream
man i don’t want fame anymore, i want bigger deposits
i wanna be rapping at 50 while i sit in a office 
eating chicken and sausage with a fly chick
splitting the crawfish after a massage
making money off a track as soon as i drop it

but this song: i just had to address some’n
so many people i know saying rick you need to say some'n. 
i was on my facebook and someone is claiming that he the best one. 
look this ain't a diss song that actually made me respect him.
i’m just getting pissed off that they discussin it this long
cuz if the fucking list doesn’t have us in it then it’s wrong. 
i could care less where my dinner is from
i love kid trunks but i'll still put a kid in a trunk
i think that it's time to share with u the mission of mine
as i travel you see the realism of life. i’m just thinking damn.
i'm just a jackie chan another chink in their mind. 
but when i kick a rhyme i switch em in a blink of an eye. 
you tripping if you keep thinking rick is just a regular guy. 
this rick from the yox. i’m different with everything that i show to them.
if we really trying to shake this asian prefix 
then why the fuck we keep placing ourselves in a manilla folder then?

fuck only asian rappers, i’m iller than all of them.
if you disagree dm email or call it in
imma murder this summer. 
me and john became vertical runners.
climbing on stage so you heard of the come up. 
these artists stay fishing they got hooks but what they reelin up?
i don’t care if they don’t feel us i don’t think that they real enough
making electronic money like diplo currently 
ox gang been tourin (torrent) like cryptocurrency

Vertical Runners

okonomiyaki

damn, another fight with the girl so it’s fuck the world
i had to leave the house with a dark cloud before it gets stormy
i’m not even trying to be out, to be honest i need to be out
i’m not looking for trouble but trouble’s looking for me

grabbed me a forty. couple loosies of cadillac porties
and grabbed the matches and started heading over to saint marks
i’m so mad at myself cuz i’m stuck at the same part
making the same mistakes while i’m reopening the same scars

for those who know oh taisho it’s a tight space. i was trying to get to the back.
when i accidentally knocked over the bag. the girl wasn’t even tripping
her BOY was ego tripping plus he was drinking. he stepped to my face like whats yo problem?

i ignore him.
apologize to the lady then continue to walk around to the seats.
i feel the eyes of the other guys trying to size me up but i brush it off
and i order drinks smile at the waitress 2 saparros please!

apparently his feelings were hurt and he tried to stop me.
walking over to me rocky drunk sloppy. 
i told him you don’t wanna try me.
go back finish your okonomiyaki cuz tonight i’m feeling violent 
and i’m trying to tell you that it’s not me. 
but i’m ready to go to jail while breaking this bottle of asahi  
right across your eyes and feed girlfriend and friends ahi.
so you should disappear before you push me to debut my sushi chef career
i mean really go finish your beer…. get out of my face buddy

Okonomiyaki

violent times
produced by kanye west

fightin. screamin. 
drivin  each other crazy inside the lab all night. 
all we do is fight 
 i’ve been. peaceful. 
mindin
 my business but then we have these violent times 
plus now we dry… 
sometimes our fights get lil scurry. 
our managers worried now
 its all on his instagram story. 
blood on our merch inventory wow
 va boys sometimes get gory. 
one day one of us will pull a knife 
never fought once while we touring. 
wonder why 
i punched him real hard in the stomach. 
 he laughed and said was that all?
 i said that’s a 74 bitch. 
can’t kill you before we make a song

j is a savage. j is a monster
 when he mix jamie and vodka it’s toxic 
one night he came where my job is 
this ain’t no sob shit. he came in smiling
 so i thought he was harmless, but he was obnoxious
 in front of my bosses so i ask him to stop it 
then he slapped me we trashed the whole office 
nonsense
 i know that some of you watched it 
thats just some yox shit. fighting like boxers 
 i mean thats part of our process
 tiger balm / pas’s 
both getting drop kicked
 both of us acting like mobsters 
looking like monsters 
blocking his sidekicks  
he wants to knock me unconscious
 i need to use caution 
maybe its nova 
maybe its va beach
 i think it’s because of tae kwon do prolly
 i pray that our bodies  don’t get no permanent damage
 we need to retire our parents
 marriage. why do we fight like we married? 
but we calling this love so its scary 
dammit. he’s probably calling me f*****
why are you rapping about me? 
that is my partner  
my friend and my brother 
you fuck with my family
i’m catching a body

sometimes our fights get lil scurry. 
our managers worried now
 its all on his instagram story. 
blood on our merch inventory wow 
va boys sometimes get gory. 
one day one of us will pull a knife
 never fought once while we touring. wonder why

Violent Rhymes

wutchumean

shake your body body your body x4

as i’m getting older i say
i know what you mean
i see what you mean 
humble yourself like
i see what you mean
sometimes its hard tho like
i see what you mean
as i’m getting older i say
i know what you mean
i see what you mean 
humble yourself sometimes like
i see what you mean
sometimes its fckkkshhit
i see what you mean… fuck

time keeps flying we old
i ain’t making this thing up
nowadays the youth don’t know 
why disconnection is ‘hang up’
is my past old news?
i’m opening up protools for a young client
he’s like “what you listening t-” i’m like jay-
he’s like “oh shit old school!”
i’m like wait. what? hold up your rap’s not ready.
close the program real quick. what? i’m fab 5 freddy?
i’m not saying he’s wack. but that’s rap in the beginner stage. 
when he set a stage. i can’t even explain to a kid your age
man it’s boombap. 
hes like “yo… fuck boombap”
then i deleted his whole folder like 
“what?! why’d you do that? did i just lost that?”
i’m like sue me man. supernova inc homie
“that shit makes you think too much!” 
that’s when it began to sink on me
remember that old guy annoying as he could be?
always talking about the glory days when we were teens?
talking about that real music
how fucked up the new youth is
now that i’m his age i’m like

i see what you mean
i know what you mean
i see what you mean 
i humble myself like
i see what you mean
its hard sometimes like
i see what you mean
fuck. 
i see what you mean
shouldve chose that beat
i see what you mean
shouldn’t have spit that deep
i see what you mean
come on rick. fuck 
i see what you mean

my heart hasn’t had vacancy
for a long time this girl was where i lay to sleep
my life was split in half basically
but ever since we split i’ve spent whole days with me
shit. i’m a dick and i actually get it.
when i was with her i acted like i actually get it
big headed. my hats can’t believe that i actually fit it
how come i couldn’t see this when i was actually in it
but now that i’m out i’m able to see the game from the boxes
i don’t see the girls as traps no more but they options
see it from a third person thinking like ‘i be what you need’ 
but all the times you accused me? i’m like

i see what you mean
i see what you mean
compliments could be flirts
ok… i see what you mean
my darting eyes
yea i know what you mean
you don’t need this
i see what you mean
i know what you mean
i see what you mean 
im humbling myself now like
i see what you mean
but it’s really hard for me like
i know what you need
yea
yea 
shake you’re b-b-b-boodddddd

Wutchumean

nike featuring dj zo
produced by lyricks 

i went to a gallery with my ex
art museum: i saw the paintings on the wall
but looking at the people is still the best
in the beginning i didn't get it at all
black paint on the canvas i'm sorry, wasn't impressed
next. next. i could've done all of these
why so intrigued? are they playing or they all a me?
then it dawned on me: it’s the nike

i’m over here talking about what i could've did
what i could've done while he went and did it
and homie that's the nike
everybody talks, everybody has a dream
we all love talking about just what it might be
they made a choice and they said that imma get it
i don’t care if they get it or if these motherfuckers like me 
imma work while they sight see! i dreamt about this quietly nightly. 
it changed my views

now when i see an abstract painting hanging on the wall
automatically i give props
they charge 46k for a big ass red square
that’s splattered with some big dots
stupid money! picked up by big shots
 not me cuz i'm not that rich
i asked my rich friend why he bought that shit.
he said he bought it to make me wonder
why he bought that shit

true

who's working harder than you?
the yox coming. 
sucka. 
what yall gonna do? 
w/ box cutters, can't wait to cut up your crew :)
the blocks love us… but they ain’t fucking with you
cmon brothers, you forgot lil bruh and them…
now lil bruh and them came to the yox to thank me.
karma’s a bitch and yall are fake
that's why over 50% of u died right after the stampede

zo:
Lyricks!
Ha!

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