First Mixtape of T.R.O.Y Nathans. Released May 20, 2012.

THE PROGRESSION: PART ONE

Pow Pow (Prod. tr3asy)

Lyrics:


What up everbody. You lookin independent 
Well me to. Plus I’m a little into pennin
I do it major but call me mr. lieutenant
Some put an hour in the music but I threw ten in
Mine. Rewind. I recorded on an iTouch
Rapped about so and such never minded Mine much
Thought I was hot shit like they was all on my nuts
When they wasn’t I was diggen myself out of my ruts
But now my clutch couldn’t get clutcher
No more coal for Christmas. What up ducther
I would try a beat and the people would say don’t Touch her
But I touched her. So I guess I resembled usher
But this isn’t the confessions
You got the wrong tape man, this is the progression
And I’m connecting the time that I’m investin in the 
Tracks. I’m back. No more trash that’s been collected. I wrecked shit


I didn’t know I was a needle in a haystack
But now that I know. I’ll embrace that
Make it to the top one day. Taste that
Good life. Wanna get it asap. Yeah





Man I’ve been around and now my style ain’t like no-one elses
Rap for myself man I’m damn selfish. But I’ll give a shoutout what up nelson ha

Real deal records connectin my treks with checks
Still real focused on this I ain’t Bested yet
Other hatas meadowland bound best to jet
It’s worth it. I’m certain my perrfect quest is set

Born month 5 wreack havoc like a maniac 
Skinny white kid ribs showin like a baby back
People wanna know about my ride where my Mercedes at
It be in the future where them other pretty ladies at
18 years old with my whole life ahead of me
yet I can’t hold a mic steadily will never be
calm when I hit a verse. I Cannot find the remedy but
yet I bet I spit a little heavily. I better be
stickin to my roots so I’ll never be the letter g
but I’m pretty clever see? Shit is sick. Leprosy
best that you don’t mess wit me quit it wit second guessin me
rest in peace to  people who be stressin me. I’m troy
but you already know that
I wanna do big things I wanna show that i
Know that I owe that fanbase tenfold
I ain’t letting up. You can let them other men fold. I’m out


Mr. Lieutenant

Lyrics:


Life. Wow
You wanna talk about sorrow?
You can but I would be damned if 
Happiness failed to come up our road

Went by so fast all them
Days of growin up quick
Lookin back on all of that Iiii
Wish that all of it had made Sense

It does now but that’s hindsight
I never quite had my mind right had
Sour attitudes about it
Always wanted that limelight
Sittin here. thinkin now im like
What if I could start over
Fix all the problems that I had and would
Tear my heart apart over

I realize through real eyes that saw things they shouldn’t
That I would not be who I am without struggle. No I wouldn’t.
And perservering ain’t worse than hearing those people say that I couldn’t.
I’ve been more concerned about character than my reputation. John wooden.
Lifes a game and its draft day so strap in john gruden
Adversity will get worse and we will just suck it up and stay prudent
We set the goals and then strive for em we’re alive for em to be Doin it
The critics that don’t get with this want us all witnesses when they Ruin it
Too bad they won’t do that
we like n.o. we like who that
they woulda new that. if they’d seen us chasin dreams and pacin our new laps.
It’s a new era. New frames of time. Moments stay mine
Till the moments up I’ma own this up on and on stages I will Stay fine
I’ve come a hell of a long way. Took the path most tough
Fell down couldn’t get up life alertin me to stand up man
Its hard to stand and push through them hard times and hard knocks
And It’s harder yet to distinguish when to do Our go’s and Our stops but

Never gonna go 
Never gonna give in
Never gonna give up
Always gonna get it

Watch me
Watch me
Watch me 
Watch me



Somehow we make choices and consequences are voices 
Of good or bad but at the end of the day you know what the proper choice is
People sayin like we know but we’re all blinded by ego
We show every day that we make mistakes and its all around it’s where We go
None of us’ll be perfect.
And none of us are just worthless
So people thinkin their ship is sinkin its not I hope that you heard this
You deserve this life to be lived right
It’s hard to summon that courage
But I’ll be damned if you’re not a new man when
You summon it and you flourish


Life (Feat. Rachel Philipps)

Lyrics:

Comin off of that dean’s list
Goin hard and I mean this
Runnin laps around rappers faster
Run the shit like the Preakness 
Dare you to find my weakness
I be leavin them speechless
I have a dream that............
And i mean this. Yeah i'm troy. That's me though
You can count me in like a free throw
Stayin away from them Kilo’s
Makin that green I’m actin like cee-lo. Ha
Bankin on em like BMO
I ain’t smellin like no vacation
I’m 24 7 365in  I’ve been
Stationed right in my basement

Wanna be on top like balcony’s
The progression’s a lesson of alchemy
Got my map and I’m questin to be the best
Chase that x like malcom be

First I went and turned veintinueve
Then I dropped the mixtape  on the same day
Me and mac we unique in the same way
So I ain’t stopping till we getting that same pay

Screw a hook I ain’t fishin
I ain’t got no purple I ain’t trippin
That conyac and yac and actin foolish
Ain’t a part of my mission
Ain’t a part of my repertoire 
Told my city I’d have it’s back
So I go back and rep it hard
And I feel that love well imagine that
 
I would drop my verse and listen to it straightback
Like lack of scoliosis. Cause I knew I had great tracks
Comatosin hopeless back in the day but I quit that I hate that I knew they was
Roamin close and so it’s a matter of runnin this while they waitstaff
At the bottom of the barrel
But I got the will that’s Ferrell
Shoutout to people steelin my lines.
Throw the towel in you terrble
Once upon a time I took freaks and geeks and flipped it
Waited on my news feed and sure enough they flipped shit.
Made a couple more. They flopped
All my confidence had stopped
Then I made like a hundred more to get back at it that’s business

I go. In the paint like
A mustang with no break lights
I’m a dark horse in these dark days while they
Sellin out and that ain’t right

Ridin round and I’m swaggin
Skinny’s on I’m mick jaggin
Ill on the verse when I spit that fire
Actin like a Sick dragon
I’m current. I flow like a current
They ain’t current they laggin
2 thou on the first week. No biggie
huh. No need to be braggin

growin when I’m flowin when I’m
bringing all that heat and fire
game is turned up to the max
call me mr. niedermier (or Nimmus)

real deal utill we retire
comin up you know we go higher
sun is up and they time is up
and its time to stunt because we admired

I go back on the track and attack on the mac and in fact I love it
Talk smack wit a hat no tat no gat but I’m at this rap and I love it
On fire. Like an oven
Game over ya’ll throw the glovin
Wanna make 2 times my songs and move to Ireland both cases is doubling/Dublin


Loud Remix

Lyrics:

Media’s been actin like the world trade blowin all their stories up
This just isn’t Tuesday’s with morrie stuff
Timeflies when you try to fight it off retaliate
And set it straight. Literally write it off. In verses

You really think its all about the word rhyme?
Try for yourself. You’ll know it isn’t by the third line
It’s been a journey and a struggle these absurd times
Like a hurricane and we’ve been actin like the Birds fyin
Through it do it for the class A label but I’m
Waitlisted.  Others sittin at the same table. I’m the outcast

Rap is all about the flash pan. You flare up and you’re out fast
Tryin to survive on em and outlast
So I got my wits about me
Makin it for the fans not the people who don’t give shits about me
Waitin to upgrade from a Protégé 
This isn’t something that I’m thinkin I wanna throw away


I’ve been tryin
To escape these memories
I don’t know
If they’ll ever go away
I’ve been tryin
To avoid makin enemies
And I won’t show 
How I’m feelin today



Hopefully. I can make it vocally
Get a queen. But I’m under pressure like they Choking me
I tried to do it for my city
Were they really with me or. Is it out of pity I’m admitting that
My music is shitty. I don’t blame my lyrics. I blame my delivery and lack of my own beats. It leaves me quivering 
I’m playin it way too cold. Well that’s got me shivering
Money music glory. Huh. I want the middle thing
In that mmg. Born month 5 ain’t frontin
Call that mayback. I’m my own music group 
Stuntin on the same tracks. Hope I don’t tank got the engine of 

A mayback. Repeat words sayin the same crap.
But I’m goin in and I’m honin. Wanna be an expert
Use my own lines never stealin excerpts
Besides. Other people’s lyrics are about wet shirts
On women and sinning climbin up the next skirt.
So I’ma keep on goin. I’ll sacrifice a hook
To tell you you could understand if you knew what it took
To write enough lyrics capable of fillin up a book
I ain’t talkin chess. But I’m the rook. 
Of the year
And it’s clear 
Can’t get no satisfaction. Rolling like a stone
Down a hill with no moss to gather and I feel alone
Hear the drone as I moan about how I’m sick of my home
Cover it up and hide it so I’m not as prone to confrontation


Thoughts From A Balcony Remix

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Life (Feat. Rachel Philipps)

Old Troy