The Wrong Things

How U FlowTo This - Rob Lo X SUF Produced By 4Klassix

These are some track from my library I wasn't going to post them but with the love I have been getting on Soundcloud I will start posting at least 3 a week. Let me know what you think. These 3 track were made around 2007 or 2008 i can't remember exactly.

Love It Or Hate It (Instrumental)

How Deep Is Your Love (Instrumental)

Last Of The Emcees is the first Mixtape of Five I will be releasing in the next 24 Months. All Five Project are part of a whole called "Children of The Creator" Which is going to be an epic tale of good vs evil and LOTE is the First Book and the song "The Buzz" is the first chapter. In releasing these I am attempting to bridge the gap that has been created by the powers that be  between the old school and the new school. Enjoy

Game Over

The Rain - Rob Lo X SUF (Produced by Flo 2 Productions)

The Buzz(Hermitude) - Rob Lo X NHTG X SUF X ESB

A Prayer for Em - Rob Lo X NHTG - Produced By Rob LoTE

That Flow (Produced by LOTE)

Streets Do - LOTE X Raztah Tree (Produced by LOTE)

Tell me why
Tell me why
Tell me why

Some people got to die today 

Tell me why
Tell me why
Tell me why

The children can’t go outside and play

I know that skies are grey 
It doesn't mean we can't play though  
(Oh no)

No matter what they say 
I know the weather's gone change soon
(So true)

The temperatures rising on the horizon time to check your mileage

While people are smiling at the violence on their timelines people dying
by the boat load It’s no joke folks, 
People are stressed It's a mess east to west
Can you tell me why the skies are grey

The children don't come to play anymore

The roar of the thunder keeps under so they're staying indoors

I'm sorry Mrs. Jackson  we the people we're not getting along

Not keeping it calm, I don't know it's something seriously wrong

Patching the damage with distractions it's a nasty habit

Abstract madness painting portrait of sadness on the canvas

The state of the nation is decaying, where's the union at
Matter fact, better yet where's the movement at
We're moving back every week there's another attack 
Not being a victim in some random shit I'm shooting back 

Picture perfect don't think so
The people not equal
We living with evil
Don't let it deceive you

Tell me why, tell me why, tell me why
Somebody gotta die today
Tell me why, tell me why, tell me why  
We're just tryna find a way
Tell me why, tell me why, tell me why  
Tryna take it day to day to day
Tell me why, tell me, tell me why
Tell me why, tell me, tell me why

NHTG Verse

tell me why mothers crying
niggas dying everyday
nother black one shot
Boom shalalala lay
wanna fuck wit the bad guy
bitch im on the way
let em kill one of mine send em to the pearly gates

high when that black boy
slowed up
and rolled up

drunk off revenge
and pulled out the cobra

bust cans
that lime squeeze coronas

tops get popped
Bang!
get em soda

we changing the culture
carcass the vulture
clap like magnolia

opp dont appraoch us
cops wanna watch stop frisk and patrol us
cause we young black and hopeless

pull up wit the stick like a old man
hang a fuck nigga up by his rope chain
get get em line up bitch soul train
in this simulation hooly control things

Tell me why, tell me why, tell me why
Somebody gotta die today
Tell me why, tell me why, tell me why  
We're just tryna find a way
Tell me why, tell me why, tell me why  
Tryna take it day to day to day
Tell me why, tell me, tell me why
Tell me why, tell me, tell me why

Tell me why
Cops got guns that take souls
Niggas sipping prescriptions to go slow
We can't live in peace and just roll
Cuz melanin is stepped on like soles

I just wanna find a righteous way to persevere
Finally figga'd out the essence of my purpose here
It's fuck fear
No reason for me to feel

Any doubt in my heart
Out like a light
I'm strapped with the truth
And I'm bout to take flight

Do I stay or do I go?
Tell me now I know my rights
If I didn't do a thing then
Stop wasting my time

I can see the matrix
All the intricate ways that
They wanna spoil our hearts
And poison our brains

But I ain't trying to be brave
I'm just trying to be paid
So you can pray for my grave
While I'm still making my wave

TMW - LOTE X MAEBAE X NHTG X KingKyote

I'm here to flex pen just for practice 
I'm an addict devour beats until my rapture 
attack a pastor for talking them lies
Flip the mental watch people  them rise 
Stop believing fables you feeble minded you stacking wishes and most about receiving riches 
I know the feeling ambition just keeps on itching and scratching upon this pimpin
Now why won't I listen I keep it lit upon the sofa watching television 
Televise tell your business 
private eye where you living
babysitting on our children 
Stereotypes and division what they feeding to the next gen 
Only violence and them weapons
Call of duty for the brethren put a pep on your step
Come on through and put some wreck for the set
Yeah you wylin and you out for respect put a bullet through the system instead
I hear you packing and you loaded with lead hope you hit em God aim for the head
And if you with it I'm with it I got a sword  that'll put this evil to rest
You feel me king let's roll
I wanna see them fold
Cut and bleed em slow
Fuck what you know it's what you heard we about to take it over all



I walk outside with my black lit 
Basket case on my fat cat shit
back flip like gymnastics 

subtracted that's what blacks get
From the classes
trapped in saran wrap imagine

gasping for air in your casket 
Backed up in traffic what happened

It's classic the tactics 
They use to distract us
the bastards


police keep harassing
Hate us with a passion
Wonder why I'm mad
Thanks for asking

wolves in disguise
See em thirsting
Rats undermining the work
lurking under the surface
Getting worse

Out of service in church 
It's a circus 

Off of meds ain't right in my head
Everything is a blur man nothing is clear

I'm climbing these stairs
Grey hairs in my beard
Whispers in my ear
I'm fighting the fear

Just lions and tigers and bears
I'm stuck in nowhere
And something is here with me

living this of despair
I thought I would share
And tell you what's going on with me.

Laying in my bed
I hear noises

Up inside my head
All these voices

Everything I eat
Think its poisoned

Everything I see
Is distorted

Repeat 

I'm trying to conceal it 
This way that I'm feeling, 
frustration is building
The Floor to the ceiling

Its nothing but friction
Cant make out the image
I'm often conflicted 
this life that I'm living 

Insanity raging
These games people playing
I'm faded off these medications

Don't make any sense 
Man Its kinda demented 
the shits never ends

Exodus to Leviticus
Subject to predicate 
Stuck in the sediment 
masses ain't getting it

telling you people are crazy 
Im not looking through broken lenses 
You might get offended 
Cause we're just
Affecting all five of your senses

Laying in my bed
I hear noises

Up inside my head
All these voices

Everything I eat
Think its poisoned

Everything I see
Is distorted

Distorted - LOTE x Raztah Tree (Prod. by LOTE x King Ky0te)

Timmy is a fictional character I created that embodies each and every one of the children that fall victim to all of the senseless gun violence in america. Albert, Junior, Trayvon, Micheal and the list goes on and on.

Lyrics
Don't think they can pass, 
failing the class , kids when will they learn

Moving too fast, foot on the gas until they crash and burn

Let's take little Timmy
he was bright and polite, he was always real friendly

He was young man, just Fifteen 
Used to always see him on the block where the kids be

See Timmy grew up on the block, he was smart, a little bit hard headed though

Fuckin with thots, running from cops, bro you know how it goes

Packing that heater
Moving that green, getting money for sneakers

For the love of the money he's selling them drugs he had fallen in love with the streets

One day Timmy's friends banged on the door. Timmy's mom let them in

They had tears in their eyes, deep inside she was getting a bad feeling

They were crying and weeping trying to speak Timmy's mom asked What is it?

They said sorry Mrs Parker, Timmy dead, somebody just killed him


They said It just happened
We was chilling outside right in front of the building

It happened so fast, Timmy ducked and he ran, but the slugs hit him

he didn't move fast enough
Got hit up, when them bullets was buzzing

One second he was there, and the next one he wasn't

She was caught by surprise, the look in her eyes, man she couldn't believe it

She bolted outside,
screaming out loud 
Please Lord Jesus

Saw her son the ground
Ran to his side weeping, begging, pleading

didn't make it in time
Timmy died, he was no longer breathing

Going the wrong way
These Niggas keep losing their lives.
They fighting out here all the time


Doing the wrong things
The same thing every night
It's driving me out of my mind


It's been a long day

So tired of standing in line
Forgot what I came here to buy

Just let the song play
We're going through terrible times
Just funerals all of the time

Background vocals
Just let the song play
Just let the song play
Just let the song
Just let the song
Just let the
Just let the
Just let the
Just let the song play
No I'm not losing my mind
They say everything will be fine
I'm traveling all of these miles 
I tell u there's nowhere to hide

I'm tired of all the violence
I'm tired of children dying
So sorry their mother is crying
I tell you young homie no lie

Timmy - LOTE (Produced by LOTE)

Feel good, hard hitting Hip Hop collaboration About moving the Same Way together while living in different places all people are essentially trying to do the same things rising together on the "Same Flame".

Same Flame - LOTE x Sevnth Touch (Produced by LOTE)

Ya'll kno wassup roll up and smoke wit me baaaaby!!!
Lyrics
I got a couple dollars
I'm trying to smoke some green

Is you chipping in baby you know you can't smoke for free

Them zannys and that lean oh no that's too much for me

I've only got one question for you
Is you smoking with me baby


I'm too sober
I ain't smoke nothing all day
Hit the block hit the bud man
Bro I'm on my way

Ain't no need for delivery I'll pick it up
No Remy no Henny just pass me some bud
I want drugs Roll it up
Hit that gas and then pass it

that green grass that's slaps got
You smacked off the package

You smoking that good stuff
It's way above average
puff it and pass it man that's all I say

I got a couple dollars
I'm trying to smoke some green

Is you chipping in baby you know you can't smoke for free

Them zannys and that lean oh no that's too much for me

I've only got one question for you
Is you smoking with me baby


Keep your rock, keep your dust
all your bricks of cocaine

on the block lote I'm looking for the bud
Tell me where can I get It
I got an affliction
This taste in my mouth
think I might be addicted


Just roll it light it  then puff it then pass it
That heat got you coughing inhaling that gas

Burning grass in the forest no fire
This here's a no brainer
These manaquins clueless
I'm over they're heads like the planets the stars and the moon
On these bars we spit galaxies
You can't predict what I'm saying
interpret this type of display
Verbally Rob lote pen game is nasty
Keep trying to tell them but sadly
they just cannot hang with me
Bicycle kick knockin them into the pit through the abyss
Now pass me the blunt


I got a couple dollars
I'm trying to smoke some green

Is you chipping in baby you know you can't smoke for free

Them zannys and that lean oh no that's too much for me

I've only got one question for you
Is you smoking with me baby

Bring ya dough come alone
It's a dub for them
I can't be playing these scrubs don't go hard enough
You know them guys
type I despise
Wanna smoke all the time

Never have any money

Them guys Saturday night always wanna go live
Yeah them niggas funny

Laugh track you amusing me on YouTube
Laughing at the screen do you see these fools

Tripping, tripping people are frauds
Telling lies they be bluffing

People hating me from a far
Man I gotta smoke something

Ribbit, ribbit Kermit the frog
They be looking like muppets

Whip it whip it stirring it up
Niggas aint cooking nothing



I got a couple dollars
I'm trying to smoke some green

Is you chipping in baby you know you can't smoke for free

Them zannys and that lean oh no that's too much for me

I've only got one question for you
Is you smoking with me baby


I got a couple dollars
I'm trying to smoke some green

Is you chipping in baby you know you can't smoke for free

Them zannys and that lean oh no that's too much for me

I've only got one question for you
Is you smoking with me baby

Smoke Some Green - LOTE (Produced by LOTE)

Covid 19 the beat tape is going to be 19 instrumental tracks that I will make during my time at home in the new era of social distancing. This is my cure for cabin fever. Enjoy LOTE

Chaos (Covid 09)

Just trying to set a vibe is all I ever do. Get you to move with me and see where I'm going with it. The future and beyond.

1.Ducks

Lyrics

[Hook]
The rain on my window, tears stream down my cheeks, outside the storm is raging, it’s been that way for weeks. It’s raining down on me, as far as I can see, it’s pouring.
The wind outside is howling, I find it hard to sleep, don’t know where I’m headed, the water is so deep. It’s raining down on me, as far as I can see, I’m drowning.
[Verse]
Hit the low notes, struck the wrong tones, went the long way, took the wrong road.
Now I’m Back home, put the track on, got my hoodie up, got my mask on.
Turn the gas on, light the match up, start the match up, turn the mic on.
Got my Protocols, got Reason, got my Cubase, got my FL.
Singing sad songs, and the tracks long, lots of caskets, flower baskets.
It was tragic, it was madness, now it’s sadness, by the masses.
After mass, its aftermath is unimagined, then it happened.
Now we trapped inside of the Attic and the fires just too massive.
Got think quick to escape it, feel the flames burning my face. 
it’s just amazing, it’s crazy, these are racist that hate me.
Think my life don’t matter, then tell them to come face me.
They see I’m still here, they will not erase me
My wave is too wavy, my Patrick’s too Swayze.
That hate that you spewing, that shit just don’t phase me.
Like Las, I’m still here, for the moment I’m still in the hood.
Moving along, making it through, that’s how I do it.
[Hook]
The cancer just keeps growing, you can see it in the streets, this place that I come from, the sickness and disease. It’s raining down on me, as far as I can see, I’m drowning.
[CNN Bridge] [Hook]
The rain on my window, tears stream down my cheeks, outside the storm is raging, it’s been that way for weeks. It’s raining down on me, as far as I can see, it’s pouring.
The wind outside is howling, I find it hard to sleep, don’t know where I’m headed, the water is so deep.
It’s raining down on me, as far as I can see, I’m drowning.

Drowning - LOTE (Prod. by LOTE)

How many pairs of shoes have you gone through in life? I've lost count.
Lyrics
You want to know what it feels like, getting harassed by the cops.

You want to know what it feels like, on the block when it's hot.

You want to know what it feels like,
Waking up in my room.

You want to know what it feels like, take a walk in my shoes.

You want to know what it feels like, getting harrased by the cops.

You want to know what it feels like, on the block when it's hot.

You want to know what it feels like,
Waking up in my room.

You want to know what it feels like, take a walk in my shoes.

Who be making it from nothing, in the kitchen cooking up. 

Oh man who's got the Midas touch, OG ain't never giving up.

I call your bluff, my royal flush will crush your dreams.

Getting scorched by all the steam, homie I can you hear the screams, when I hit you with the dope.

Say it's safe, say it's safe, nigga pray tell. 

People tend to back away when the waves swell. 

From tsunamis run away from this hades hell. 

The way I can't forget the day the world trade fell. 

I promise you, 
we gone get back up and ride, mourning all the ones that died, once it's safe to go outside.

This I promise you,
after this some things will change, other things will stay the same, in the hood they still gone bang.

Through the sun, the rain, the nights, the days, the joy, the pain, all the racist hateful things.

I get it though, the thought of me just living may upset some folks. But I don't give a fuck, I hang them racist by a rope. 

Lote, OG man I'm giving haters notice, hope those devils die from Covid. 

Fucking jokers, playing poker. 

Do you know what it means when they chase you down the street, that's pure evil and it's trying to take your life now

Do you know what they say at the table, when they play their little games, in the room with the lights down.

They looking at me crazy when I'm yelling fuck the police.
They looking at me crazy every time I walk down my street
It feels like nothing's changing, still I'm out here chasing my dreams
They're trying to enslave me, still I'm standing on the concrete. 

You want to know what it feels like, getting harassed by the cops.

You want to know what it feels like, on the block when it's hot.

You want to know what it feels like,
Waking up in my room.

You want to know what it feels like, take a walk in my shoes.

You want to know what it feels like, getting harrased by the cops.

You want to know what it feels like, on the block when it's hot.

You want to know what it feels like,
Waking up in my room.

You want to know what it feels like, take a walk in my shoes.

My Shoes - LOTE (Produced by LOTE)

Lyrics

Ain’t nobody lying here, I’m telling straight fact. OG take it back to the eight track.

Before PCs  before Macbooks, before Facebook, before Snapchat.

No Twitter, no IG, please, just vinyl, no CDs, no downloads, mp3s, just me and GOD.

It’s past time we kick the devil to curb.

Real men work it out with words, fight it out with nouns and the verbs.

Talk it out let your voice be heard.

The nerve of these herbs twisting words trying to get you to serve.

Tricking you with their venom, I say we get rid of snakes.

Lucifer’s hate, I say just  get rid of it, toss it aside. 

No time be slipping, we’re living with evil beside us.

They’re killing the righteous, telling you lies, filling your my minds with poison. 

This distracting noise got you screaming so loud that you’re losing your voice.

I’ve been to edge and then back, borrowed the money, could not pay it back, addicted to cocaine until I kicked that.

Then there was the fire that killed all my cats.

Just when I thought that I had nothing left, you whispered and told it’s not over yet.

I had to come back, grieve for my cats, recover the fumble, run the ball back, got on my feet, rose up again, gotta repeat it, start over again.

About my survival, my hand on the bible, I’ve made my confession, I’ve made up mind.

I’m tired of living in darkness, its time for embracing the light.

Use my words, use my mic, use some herbs, use some spice, man can I get my slice with extra cheese, my diet Pepsi, a  fat bag a weed, piano with the keys.

Please just let me be, don’t make angry. As long as you’re with me I know that I’ll be…

(Chorus)
Alright

I’ma be alright

I’ma be alright

I’ma be alright

I’ma be alright

Repeat

Alright - LOTE (Prod. by LOTE)

Ask Me How I Know -  LOTE x Raztah Tree (Prod by LOTE)

Lyrics
I've lost mind, I dont know where to find it can you help me? Lost my mind, been missing for some time now, its unhealthy. 

Where's my mind? Where I left it at? I dont know the thought escapes me. Thoughts of men and women with no faces come to take me. 

In my mind, the season's changing, I can feel it morphing with the breeze. The wind is blowing, leaves are falling off of all the trees.

This covid season got this humanoid so paranoid, pain in the ass, call it muthufuckin hemeroids. 

I'm bout to trip, I'm bout to flip, I'm bout to spaz out. My temperature is risin high, I'm bout to pass out. 

I've got the virus, I'm coughing, I'm sneezing. People around me, they pointing, they teasing, 

They're starting to chase me, I'm hauling ass down the street. They're space invaders, they've got me trapped inside my dream.

Vision's blurry, through the flurries, now its hard to breath. They being mean, all kind of things that bring a grown man to his knees

I've lost mind, I dont know where to find it can you help me? Lost my mind, been missing for some time now, its unhealthy.
Where's my mind?
Where I left it at? I dont know, the thought escapes me. Thoughts of men and women with no faces come to take me. 

I've lost mind, I dont know where to find it can you help me? Lost my mind, been missing for some time now, its unhealthy. 

Where's my mind? Where I left it at? I dont know the thought escapes me. Thoughts of men and women with no faces come to take me. 

Repeat

MY Mind - LOTE (Prod. by LOTE)

Lyrics
(Chorus)
Oh Lord
Tell the devil I'm coming
Oh Lord
He wants blood well i got it
Oh Lord
No tell him I am not running
Oh Lord
(Verse)
I swear on my life he is in for a fight cause I'm coming for blood.

I'm running the beat back, pushing my seat back, rolling a sweet pack.

They can't breathe , wheezing, coughing, they need the C pap.

They fiends, addicts, need a fix, they bout to relapse.

This happy machine beat got LOTE about to beam up.

Warp speed, feel the breeze, take routes that's scenic.

Past the moon, light the sky, just like a Phoenix

Run em down to the ground just like a cheetah.

After school, 3 o clock, I fuck the beat up.

All in my feelings, breezy,  a little windy.

Last of the emcees, all these flows, Lote I gets busy.

Spike the whiskey with some Draino 
kill em swiftly.

Tornados over volcanos, a little risky 

Shit gets fatal quickly in wicked city

I'm getting tipsy, slipping, my mind is tripping.

The drunk DJ got the beat stuck on replay.

I don't know why they Make it so easy.

(Chorus)

Oh Lord, tell the devil I'm coming.

Oh Lord, he wants blood well I got it.

Oh Lord, no tonight I'm not running

Oh Lord, I swear on my life, he's in for a fight, cause I'm coming for blood.

(Verse)
Dark chocolate, out the box, call me Hershey.

Once again, taking em on a lyrical journey.

I'm parched, thirsty, plus my back is hurting.

Some Lemon juice with some turmeric for inflammation

I'm hard at work. Whats my purpose?
Am I worthy?

The Waters dark, deep, kind of murky.

Can't sleep, feels like something is lurking.

C4, off the web, the bomb is dirty.

A little nerdy, crazy, I'm 730.

Never political or hypocritical, niggas be hitting me the subliminals.

Cut the umbilical, shit getting critical
I found the cure, I'm performing the surgery urgently.

Physical therapy, this is no stereotypical rapper.
Im not the one that you're after.

No mythical, biblical type of a character, digital criminal stealing your taxes.

Stranger danger, slave traders, Yogi bear, fuck the ranger.

Fires raging in Australia
Bro I dont know what to tell you.


All the Hate, all the rage, all the pain we gotta deal with.

The illest, my flow contagious, loony toon, shit i spit is straight outrageous.

The realist, Bobby Spielberg, I'll make you famous.

A real thriller, horror flick, got you fainting. 

Rapper killer, jig ya, Jack the ripper.

Dope dealer, iller I'm that nigga.

Flow sicker, quicker on the trigger

Lote bigger, Godzilla, I'm stomping niggas out.

Oh Lord, tell the devil I'm coming.
Oh Lord, he wants blood well I got it.
Oh Lord, no tonight I'm not running.

I swear on my life, he is in for a fight.
So tonight, tell the devil I'm coming for blood.

Blood - LOTE (Prod by Happy Machine Beats)

New York - LOTE (Prod. by LOTE)

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