This is straight up bars for all the true hip hop heads who not only want to feel a vibe but are looking for linguistic intelligence and wit.

Role Model Freestyle
Dr. Dre Instrumental

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Eye decided to go in against my sense that was common, like Obama bombin'  now eye'm rhymin' eating bomb ass ramen with tutankamen in the commons,  go easy in the comments, please eye wanted hammas, oops eye meant hummus, this could be the dumbest, or the illest, cuz i'm authentic like the realist, emcees, hope everybody feel it, no beef eye'm killin' every beat eye hop on like Bob Dylan,
 even when eye'm home alone, in the holy zone, put the Jolene on, the mind starts to roam like writing a tome on the phone about a psycho from Rome who was gone, hopped in his truck to the Carrier Dome, found a fucked up girl, tried to carry her home, buncha fucked up hicks trying to bury the bone and now they carrying on   
thats a scarier song but its cool cuz Pollux can flip it, like Sally and Sandra in Gidget, the girl is a midget, these bars have your head spinning quicker than fidgets, what is this? 
its a portmanteau, bring the orphan through and the poor man too in a 4.2 
Mercedes E class, drop those seats back crank this heat track, and spark the head stash
eye know where i'm headed bet they gon gas make sure its unleaded print it eye said it and eye'm forever indebted to the legends who led it and the ones who were whetted by the haters and crooks who always  covet the credit so now we coming to get it
and eye been loving the lettuce cuz its fueling my menace,  but let's take a second to flip up the premise, let gooo of the status quo cuz its all you know,
 lets bring books to the hood from the burbs, show the youth real food from the earth,  knowledge of self and love always works  
so its hugs to the hearse , through this gift and a curse and eye can't be terse when the trend of the day is  to carry a purse they trying to bury this verse 
fuck the opposition, bar for bar there's no competition, no sense to listen whole squad got herb no pot to piss in, eye'm on the mission  
call it wakey wakey, from goofy to fakey, can never placate me, so let me state it stately, the bars that eye spit are all for change, got the Hamilton wit and the Lincoln game, eye'm the Kennedy kid sans the slain, but we Roosevelt rich on the main
it's never plain jane when the plane of your lane is packed full of lames trying to maintain their grip on the game 
so we flip up the cane like Big Daddy game with bars full of flames, and Adam Sandler range cuz there ain't no half steppin, eye'm a smooth operator thats your last question, get your rude ass  outta here, we leave lessons

Role Model Freestyle

Went in on Mike WiLL Made-It's production for Big Sean's "On the Come Up"

at first eye thought it was dumb luck 
like you wanna take a ride put ya thumb up
eye was dumbstruck by the dumb fucks
thinking that a deal was a leg up man get ya head up
wait til you fed up,  they never gon let up,  
then they put the lead up, sit you down right quick like a headrush
call that a head bust, red mush, lawyer never said much 
you never read stuff like terms and conditions
its a life term for your work no permission
pay full price for the urn now ya wishin
Goddamn, guess eye shoulda listened
to all the people trying to tell me what they gon do 
always on the xan man and don't have a clue
googling the b plan ain't nothing new
fizzling demand and now you gonna sue?
porsche on the neck cash a bounced check
hope you bounce back running up debt
 life was so right but the groupies all left
need one more night to make it all back

On the Come Up Freestyle

Written, arranged, performed, produced and recorded by:

Pollux Willow 2018 ©

Mixing Engineer:  Andrew Greacen for MoreSound315 

https://moresound315.com/staff.html

Thank you to everyone for listening.  

Eye Appreciate and Love Ewe

All Night Won

Daaamn yo He snapped on this
Let the drums rock with the clap on hit
Sparks been lit throw some gas on it 
Have a seat miss let me talk that shit
Let me walk that crip let me park that whip 
let me earn my stripes with Bill Murray wit, 
Flow stay lit like Steph Curry wrist, 
and the press worried sick cuz the jury plead the fifth
I know you hear the timing wow 
it’s the year the rooster crows 
Bonnaroo and rolling loud 
Stealing fans I’m boosting crowds
Filthy wealthy guilty man spit it with conviction 
Transmute your problem suffer no affliction
Check the diction it’s convincing moonwalk in crystal caves creating my predictions
Who’s the hEnchmen? Who’s the lynchpin ? You ever see a King rook on a grandstand, 
eye got grand plans dressed like Eye'm van daam in a damn van next to amber’s grand am playing grand theft auto near grand and vandam 

Eye got Blind faith like Ray with slow jam, hit the tam tam, love to fam fam I think we can can, good God Almighty yeah Eye think we can can

Chorus

Why can’t we talk about love ?
Why can’t we talk about hugs ?
Why can’t we talk about hue mans ?
Who doing the damage to youth and
They’re choosing the ammo for new fans 
upgrading and prepping the new plans 
Eye’m a New-man, Cool Hand Luke on the newsstand 
Huh
Where’s the melody, it’s developing , I got hella strings and I’m selling dreams well eye’m buying that with no rental fee you wanted that ain’t nutting free, you wanted that, ain’t nutting free, you wanted that, ain’t nutting free

Yeah yeh back to the program 
Make you shit on snap but eye’m pro ‘gram 
put the spark to attack take a soul stand 
let it unfold fam like a Whole can 

Of the dozsh man out in Oakland with a whole plan to rock cold sand and the ocean while we stay tanned 
fluid motion with the the ray bans we floating we patient we owning we chase it we know it we laced it we live it we faced it

Pollux Willow - All Night Won

All credit for the Instrumental goes to Black Diamond  for Mac Miller's "Nike's On My Feet"

Artwork/Poster credit : Scrojo

Shout Mac Miller for inspiring millions of people including myself to own their authenticity and keep it 200 with the world.  Hope you enjoy this in whatever dimension you're in.  
Traverse in Power brother!

Pollux Willow - Young Sun Tzu

All Credit for Music/Production/Engineering/Publishing/Commercial (below):

Artwork by the incredible Lobsang Melendez Ahuanari www.lobsangsecretart.com 

Scarface Ft Jay-Z , Beanie Sigel & Kanye West   - Guess who's back
The Fix album 2002 
Music
Guess Who's Back (Album Version)
Artist :  Scarface
Licensed to YouTube by 
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Lyrics:

Came in here to fill all my grand plans
Tainted sure but still do a hand stand
Famous nah I’m good on the Ham sand
Language will create all the an-thems

Hue mans will elate from the phantom 
Too late can’t escape from her ransom
Cheap skate can’t be late to the mansion 
To date Sway ain’t found all the answers

yeah then we sit back and roll it up 
Gut the heart while we fill the cup
Spit the truth then we turn it bruh

Yeah Spark with me fam
Yeah Spark with me fam
Yeah Spark with me fam

And you know I gotta flip it
From the church in the wild 
to the new Kanye mission
Everybody went vile 
Now the vile’s gone missing
Turn your head like an owl
bear down on the mission

Thank God I found my Mrs.
She showed me how to listen
And complements my vision
We working as a team
And conquering division 

And The calm it hasn’t hit ‘em 
These comments are worth a million 
Got My comrades on top billing 
So You see my commas building 

Damn yeah I’m feeling myself 
Like it’s sleep away camp 
Can’t reveal I’m on stealth 
Let me do my new dance 
While I preach love and health
And we give peace a chance
To enhance what you felt

Yeah Spark with me fam
Yeah Spark with me fam
Yeah Spark with me fam 

Now we going in can’t do it all alone yeah
Scribe with your pen tryna to capture all the cold glares
Dine with the kin, ball at Kith we rock mohair
lime to the Gin for the mountain out of mole hair 

The mind feels like a giant fountain  
Hidden hills with wild jargon 
Superman bizarro Clark Kent 
You been hardly Harking 
Like a Kieran Culkin 
Playing Logan Roy 
inside the cauldron

With the sick and twisted offspring 
And I’m sick of all this offing 
All this killing for an offering 
Are we kidding are we coughing

Are we living? Are we sulking ?
Are we helping? Or assaulting?
I’ve been helpless for some vision
Of provisions I’ve been welshing

I can’t help it I’m just belting 
All these bars they need smelting 
Check temp shit is sweltering
All this pain it needs helping

Everything gold to remind me I am Midas 
Forever thankful for the light of my iris
Gotta stay full of faith in the highness 

Spread Love

Pollux Willow - Spark With Me (Guess Who's Back Freestyle)

Eye Make So(u)l Music for All-Stars and We are All Stars.

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