Qingdom Come (Chopped & Screwed)

In My Durag (Sample)

ATM (Demo)

The Honey Bee Song (Unmixed)

Every Nigga is a Star

Lyrics| Michael Board II (QING)
Production| Yung Gami (Origami Beats)- https://www.beatstars.com/origamibeats
Mix & Master| Xavier Davis - https://www.facebook.com/pg/diastudios303/about/
Vocals| Michael Board II (QING)

King with a Q

Family Matters

Lyrics| Michael Board II (QING)
Production| Jee Juh - http://www.jeejuh.com/
Mix & Master| Fame the Producer - fametheproducer@gmail.com
Vocals| Michael Board II (QING), Briana Exum

2oh8

WATER FALLS
Written by Michael Board II & Binta Zang

INTRO
Let me tell you what I don’t got time for 
This life be playing the games see 
You don’t have my soul anymore 

See no matter where I live, despite the price that I give 
It’ll always be this way 
So please do not hate

VERSE ONE
These haters buggin’ undercover but in my face they smile 
Never one to call you out so it might take a while 
Get a number, get a plumber for all that shit you spout
It’s raining negativity but this right here’s a drought 

Everybody knows your boy is on the up and up 
Some folks will try to take my love and try to mix it up 
I done won like every trophy, call me piston cup 
So if you think you’re out doing me, don’t let your lies erupt 

Real spit!
Never got used to getting beat up at the bus stop 
Real spit! 
Never got comfort in my skin to take my shirt off 
Real spit!
Sometimes I cry just to be done with it 
Laugh on the top of my name just to have fun with it 

HOOK
But don’t go chasing waterfalls 
Listen to the rivers and the lakes that you’re used to 
I know that you’re going to have it your way or nothing at all 
so I think we're moving too fast

See no matter where I live, despite the price that I give 
It’ll always be this way 
So please do not hate (x3)

VERSE TWO
If I could drown in water falls I would, 
Had to figure out just cause I can don’t mean as should. 
I wanna know why you don’t check for me no more, 
Why I never hear from you when the rain seems to pour. 
So many acquaintances, not too many friends, 
Bet they’ll all be at the finish line when I win. 
When I needed a push I just went with the wind, 
I know couple people that’s claiming they blew it in. 
I knew I would do it I’m thinking it’s evident. 
Funny how I never got the love that you sent. 
But really I’m not thinking bout back then, I’m focused on the present, my message, and the blessings I’m stacking. 
You  gon mention the b if you gon mention I’m macking, 
But you won’t hold on to me 
Cause you don’t have my soul anymore 

BRIDGE
Water falls down 
And then we drown 
Never made a sound 
Don’t let them take your crown

OUTRO
See no matter where I live, despite the price that I give 
It’ll always be this way 
So please do not hate

CREDITS
Lyrics| Michael Board II, Binta Zang
Production| Anthony Mascarenas (Fame the Producer)
Mix & Master| Anthony Mascarenas (Fame the Producer)
Vocals| Michael Board II, Binta Zang

KING WITH A Q

WATERFALLS | feat. BINTA ZANG

PIKMAN (THEME SONG)
Written by Michael Board II

VERSE ONE
Stupid enough to make space for you 
But I get it, I got it only got space for two things 
Monopoly money and I’m pawnin’ my six ring circus, only got space for king 
I know you’re nervous that I switched it up 
Fan base growing, know I done hitched it up 
It’s mad luck you can even stand close to me 
It’s mad love, baggin’ your heart like it’s groceries 
I’m in the search for cheese 
The third eye that sees 
You bugging, my brothers stuntin like he’s supposed to be 
He’s got the key to life, the pain the strife 
We break bread and you thinkin’ he can share a slice 
The wind blows the sucker free in the place to be 
Hip-hop still a place you can spill the tea, I’m never going hungry like my name is Vivian Leigh Stackin’ my uh, chillin’ with uh, gun banging go uh uh

HOOK
This is a story all about how his life got switched turned upside down again
He took a blast from the past hoping it won’t last 
Making something out of nothing that will be his task 
Mr. Pikman, Mr. Pikman 
Stop playing brother, you know you is the shit man 
Mr. Pikman, Mr. Pikman 
Stop playing brother, you know you is the shit man 

VERSE TWO
Mr. Pikman, Mr. Pikman 
Stop playing brother, you know you is the big man 
Protecting culture before it was a hit man 
Bustin rhymes on ‘em before I was a big fan 

Hey Mr. Pikman, know you are cutting it up 
Long way from your home I hope you keep your head up 
Say what up to the Woke Few 
You know cause that be his crew 
Everybody wave they hands when they see them come through 

Permisha tried to stop ‘em but that’s a no can do
Got him stuck up in the future got him lookin’ so blue 
These Niggas tried to drop him there’s nothing he can’t do 
They got him wielding his pik, I know that he’ll come through 

The rise will not be televised 
I advise the demise of the Teluride 
Sanctified in the eyes of Ra
Pikman the divine of rhyme and ya
If you believe in the legend go and keep yo hands up, if you believe in the legend go and keep your hands up 

HOOK
This is a story all about how his life got switched turned upside down again
He took a blast from the past hoping it won’t last 
Making something out of nothing that will be his task 
Mr. Pikman, Mr. Pikman 
Stop playing brother, you know you is the shit man 
Mr. Pikman, Mr. Pikman 
Stop playing brother, you know you is the shit man 

Pikman

CREDITS
Lyrics| Michael Board II 
Production| Squae Wicked
Mix & Master| Anthony Mascarenas (Fame the Producer)
Vocals| Michael Board II

PIKMAN (THEME SONG)

BLACK JUDAS
Written by Michael Board II

I don’t want to get it, I just want to send it 
I don’t want to be it, I just want to see it 
The world is dirty I just want to clean it
Judas made a lie, he make it up to Jesus 

VERSE ONE
I’m running off rough fumes, I’m running through Ra’s tomb 
Hair down to my ankles they’re talking ‘bout costumes, the reason I lost you
The vision is grande, I’m breaking out cocoons 
I’m down to my white blooms, my life is a cartoon 
So looney they thinking I take shrooms 
Got Coke in my bathroom cabinet, got people so adamant 
Got a tank full of sugar, I don’t need no additive
But I am not combative  
I’m bustin out adjectives like I just took a laxative 
So keep on rowing your boat, my brother I do not play battleship

I know it’s the truth, the way I got you 
The people running and screaming talking they love you 
Or do they love me? I’m guessing we’ll see 
Never wanted a competition, I guess it will be

VERSE TWO 
I’m in aeropostale disciple, arc angel name Michael  
Taking claim of this land look me up in this Bible 
Respect me now cause you know that you got to or just do it later when you know that you got Two legs trying to run amok, God‘s plan, I tried to pass the buck 
But chickens cluck, they start giving a fu--
Destined for greatness, there’s so many ways I could say this 
They tryna to get me, blame it on Lucifer, demons of Satan 

I’m just a boy from Texas stop acting so reckless 
Yellow wheels on the curb while they was asking for breakfast 
Juilliard reject seen my brother on Netflix 
To all my boys with the coin, just tell them they got this

I just need a prayer, I just need you to care
So I can muster a plan that will beat like a snare 
Life’s an ich but my God he never said it was fair 
Took a minute now my vision now as big as a bear 

Imma past the plate even though I know you just ate
Cause when these dudes just get to hatin’ they try to tell you ya fate
You create, they bite and then they call you a snake 
And then they eat yo cake and spit in yo face

BRIDGE
I keep on runnin’, runnin’
Enemies keep gunnin’, gunnin’ 
I’m having fun in, fun in -- up in this burnin’ coven

Ladies and gentlemen this is the last supper 
Eat fast, Motherfucka
They shootin’ legends out here so take cover

HOOK
I don’t want to get it, I just want to send it 
I don’t want to be it, I just want to see it 
The world is dirty I just want to clean it
Judas made a lie, he make it up to Jesus 

OUTRO
I am, I can, by popular demand I done rose again (x2)

Sincerely J.Christ with a tan

CREDITS
Lyrics| Michael Board II 
Production| Syndrome
Mix & Master| Anthony Mascarenas (Fame the Producer)
Vocals| Michael Board II

BLACK JUDAS

HE’S GOTTA HAVE IT
Written by Michael Board II

No scrubs
He don’t want no scrubs

9 o’clock on the dot eating groceries  
Fur coat, flip-flops know you noticed me 
Adidas socks getting caught in some rocks getting stopped by the cops 
I thought parking was free 
I’m a little feminine when I talk but I can still crip walk 
Pink bandanna tied like Tupac 
We can chill out while I trade stocks 

No I’m not the second coming of Christ 
But the way I come through so holy it’s nice, right? 
You wanna fight on site, I bite 
But I’m still a gentleman to my fellow Homosapiens 
Real quick is that yo friend, who he is, what’s his number, let him know he’s a 10 
Imma take em out, let him take a spin in my Benz and then I win 
I just want to have fun with a dark skinned dude with a set of honey buns 
A lot of tattoos with some big guns, that’s the one, and he has to lift a ton
His fade must be right and his lineup on the run, met his pops last week and he’s calling me son
I think I’m the one or do I think that I won. 

Cause I’m not gon sit here and pray to my God for some dude to anticipate in Cape Cod 
I know he a fraud no use in knocking, where is my iPod I see you’ve been rocking 
My Gucci sweater 
I can do better he’s just a dog so Imma just pet ya 
And Imma just let ya, Imma let you go 

I thought I saw you, I saw you across the way 
But when I saw you, I saw that you paved the way  
Right into my heart the start of something new 
Nothing can tear us apart, apart from maybe you

I just want to have fun 
With a fly dude, who can rap to, you know I like dude who write haikus 

He’s gotta have it, he’s gotta habit with sharing tricks with silly rabbits (x4) 

No scrubs, he don’t want no scrubs (x2)

Silly rabbit tricks are for kids… NIGGA!

CREDITS
Lyrics| Michael Board II 
Production| Astoria BLVD 
Mix & Master| Anthony Mascarenas (Fame the Producer)
Vocals| Michael Board II

HE'S GOTTA HAVE IT

2OH8
Written by Michael Board II

INTRO
When the rain is falling down on my shoulders, 
When it be snowing heavy nights seem to get colder 
You dream of stacking bricks, I dream of moving boulders 
It’s OK if ya salt, long as you keep it kosher 
Tell my peoples that I’m bout to be the king pin, knocking them dead like an episode of HE-MAN Because I’m the man waving hi to Mr. Jefferson, waving hi to Mr. Jefferson

VERSE ONE 
A year ago all I had was an air mattress 
Popped a hole in it now I’m selling my air maxes 
Yeah that’s past tense I’m in it to win it, I’m in it like Bennett
Full price, what?  Minus the taxes 
I’ve gone too far to ever stop, my haters are full of shit I always carry a mop 
I heard you doo-wop the cops to sell the rocks 
Never too old to cry and find the dreams you sought 

Cause

HOOK
When I get get fly, no more just getting by 
When I get skyhigh, no, I ain’t gotta lie I know I’m going skyhigh

VERSE TWO
Like I’m running in a race they tryna chase me 
But they’ll never see my face will never take me 
Cause I’m a winner winner, no time for chicken dinner 
Because I’m quick, just call me master splinter 
Dressed like I’m ready to get down on the ‘Get Down’
You pressed like you ready to sit down - I’m king of the D-town 
I’m bound to wear the crown, I think I am the one 
Let’s take it underground 

You tryna to take my crown, no 
Seen you walking through the club like a toad in camo 
I’m blasting at you like a dark skinned Rambo
Just like a dark skinned Rambo

Next month I’m getting laid off, my student loans will never get paid off 
Sarcasm, I’m finally having a spasm 
I’m picking up blessings, I’m happy to grab them

BRIDGE
Fish don’t fry in the kitchen, and beans don’t burn on the grill 
Took a whole lot of trying just to get up that hill
Just to get up that hill (x4) 

HOOK
When I get get fly, no more just getting by 
When I get skyhigh, no, I ain’t gotta lie I know I’m going skyhigh

When the rain is falling down on my shoulders, 
When it be snowing heavy nights seem to get colder 
You dream of stacking bricks, I dream of moving boulders 
It’s OK if ya salt, long as you keep it kosher 
Tell my peoples that I’m bout to be the king pin, knocking them dead like an episode of HE-MAN Because I’m the man waving hi to Mr. Jefferson, waving hi to Mr. Jefferson

When I get get fly, no more just getting by 
When I get skyhigh, no, I ain’t gotta lie I know I’m going skyhigh

CREDITS
Lyrics| Michael Board II 
Production| Jee Juh 
Mix & Master| Anthony Mascarenas (Fame the Producer)
Vocals| Michael Board II, Kadija Jalloh, Briana Exum

2OH8

Black Judas (Remix)
Written by MIchael Board II & Taylor Estel

CREDITS
Lyrics| Michael Board II & Taylor Estel
Production| Syndrome
Mix & Master| Anthony Mascarenas (Fame the Producer) & Patrick Chafin
Vocals| Michael Board II

Black Judas (Remix)

flygood.

An Astro-Gospel Experience

Written by: Michael Board II (QING KAHLO)
Produced by: Michael Board II (QING KAHLO) & Kyle Larkin (Yoku)
Engineered by: Patrick Chafin

Fences!

Lyrics| Michael Board II (QING)
Production| Kyle Larkin (Yoku)
Mix & Master| Patrick Chafin
Vocals| Michael Board II (QING)

youngblood.

QINGdom Come
Written by MIchael Board II & Taylor Estel

Dedicated Azai Estel

CREDITS
Lyrics| Michael Board II & Taylor Estel
Production| Jean Bleu
Mix & Master| Buggz (Bright Future Media)
Vocals| Michael Board II & Taylor Estel

QINGdom Come

♥️ Artist formerly known as QING KAHLO ♥️

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Finding beauty in the pain of the mundane through music and visual artistry. Qing Kahlo is street meets classic glamour with a low-brow twist.

Booking | contact.michaelboardii@gmail.com

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