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Ryan B – Just A Kid
(Lyrics and All Music written and recorded by Ryan Bell before February 8, 2012)

For the last four days I’ve drank my life away/ I’ve got one more case to keep my head straight/ and it’s been this way since I’ve been in this craze/ my reaction’s delayed and it’s dark and it’s late/ woke up this morning to Red Bull and vodka/ went to school with my head full of thoughts of / the situation I’m in dreadfully locked up/ but it fits me like the devil and Prada/ I’m stuck in here, dunno if I’ll get out/ trapped all alone in a room of dead sound/ numb is the feeling that no one is there/ give me a reason why I should even care/ lost in the depths of the things unseen/ but there doesn’t seem to be an end to my means/ I’m only at peace in the time I sleep/ doesn’t matter if it’s a good or bad dream

I’m just a kid/ but I’m still a kid/ I’m not, I’m not just a kid
I’m just a kid/ but I’m still a kid/ I’m not, I’m not just a kid

Who I was hates who I am/ and who I am hates who I was/but who I am won’t be the last of me/ and the present is still a catastrophe/ what can I say I’m lost and confused/ this is what they say everybody goes through/ why should any of em care about you/ why should they care till you give em reason to/ I need a break, I need some time alone/ but I question if I can even solve this on my own/ I didn’t think this would happen, I’m in over my head/ but the beat keeps beating like the heart inside my chest/ wish I could feel something, anything at all/ maybe I’m falling but can’t feel the fall/ I’m never at peace in the time I sleep/ doesn’t matter if it’s a good or bad dream

Just A Kid - Ryan B

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Ryan B – “Livin’ Large”
(Lyrics and All Music written and recorded by Ryan Bell before February 8, 2012)

I will never forget those nights in Hollywood spent under the city light/ dope click of college kids runnin round, livin right/ nights we played five and came back winnin five/ but if you wanna roll with me keep this in mind/ every day I got an overcrowded futon/ please tell the ladies that they gotta take their shoes off/ late nights workin over time on the new song/ I host a radio show, it’s a cool job/ I’m the new flavor, they all wanna get a taste/ yo the haters talk all day, but none of em ever place/ gettin lost in the studio, it’s my special place/ attached to music in a way that no one can separate/ life didn’t give me lemons, made my own lemonade/ but now I’m drinkin champagne and rappin center stage/ I’m pursuin happiness, just wanna get away/ I’ll keep walkin this road till I find a better way

So this is what it feels like to finally be livin large/ life’s a ride when you put your inner kid in charge/ movin forward like never before/ putting trophies in the case, but I still want more/ I’m comin up, never felt so high/ Ima squeeze every little bit out of this life/ I’ll settle down some time, but before then/ this a hell of a feelin, hope it never ends

Just me, Ryan B, chillin in the dorm room/ find me, Trinity, Room 142/ keep it fly all the time with my First North dudes/ first floor, but still higher than your crew/ check it on the internet, my name means little king/ it’s like everybody here always wants to hear me sing/ Mac Miller was right, it feels just like a dream/ and every day I’m trainin for the championship ring/ yo left a few weeks ago from Colorado/ woke up this morning and thought I was back home/ D-town represent, I’m in L.A. to rap though/ got this campus tied up like a fuckin lasso/ they’re takin this in faster than a black hole/ and the movement is growin like a baby tadpole/ yeah the movement is growin like a sixties afro/ but this one’s here to stay yo/ it aint a fad bro

Back when I used to rap for all my classes/ before I ever heard more than thirty people clappin/ when it all started and this was just a passion/ when I was just an accident waiting to happen/ before I lit up like a box of matches/ or I burnt this whole game down to ashes/ now playin on stage has become a habit/ but I still spit in front of the mirror to practice/ they used to all tell me to keep the noise down/ but everywhere I go I can hear my voice now/ rappers on the podium, I give em a hoist down/ they can cook my next burger and it’s my choice how/ so I’ll just keep on spittin always got another rhyme/ and the haters keep on hatin, they just wastin their time/ yo climbin up the ladder I’m livin in the prime/ kid in the front seat with the car in drive

Livin' Large - Ryan B

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Ryan B – “Pressure”
(Lyrics and All Music written and recorded by Ryan Bell before February 8, 2012)

I feel the pressure of a thousand anchors holding me down/ I can’t see clearly, but it’s not enough to stop me now/ I like to think that I can run away into the blurr/ and forget about all this pressure, this pressure, pressure/

Pressure, all this pressure/ shootin for the top, and no lesser/ this game’s Russian Roulette, and I’m a guesser/ I twirl the shots around, like a jester/ and like Michael Vick, I’m an investor/ except my boxer is not a wrestler/ I eat rappers for snacks, the injester/ swallowed so many they put me on a stretcher/ I feel more pressure than the key stone in a stone wall/ but I will never fall, that part I already told yall/ like an automatic I start off fast and I won’t stall/ I’m livin in the fast lane and cannot stop for phone calls/ sound the bell when it’s time like a clock tower/ put your fist in the air and make the crowd shout louder/ like a missionary make believers out of doubters/ yo either spit a miracle, or hit the pressured showers

And cus I’m fly, I got a thousand eyes, watchin me/ the hill’s eyes on the mountain side are hauntin me/ but I will sign the dotted line, no one’s stopping me/ except for yours truly and I am my own prodigy/ I sting like a bumble bee, you are just a wanna bee/ and I can transform into a beast that you don’t wanna see/ so when I walk in the door, you haters might wanna leave/ you’re like the dirt on my shoulders I’m brushin off of me/ yea and every battle is a blow out/ I know you’re gaspin for air, but please don’t choke out/ the name’s Little King, I got a dope crown/ Logic is my studio, I make my own sounds/ Left it all behind, for this I sold out/ and it feels like the stage is my home now/ to my family, I hope I made you all proud/ and to the haters: who’s the joke now?

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Ryan B – “59 Fifty” 
(All Lyrics and music written and recorded by Ryan Bell; uses a sample from B.O.B. and Lil Wayne- they own the rights to the sample I used)

They got a number on my head like 59 fifty/ on a corduroy cap with blood red stitching/ and just as the wind blows trees like a hippie/ im about to blow up like a bomb in the city/ yo I got a flow that makes them other rappers wanna hit me/ I win my fans over all you ever got is pity/ put a price on your head and since then you gone missing/ im with your girlfriend gettin down to the nitty gritty/ we kissing, then she says go to bed sleepy head/im like alcohol and Niquel, put ya in your death bed/ yeah for all she cares you could be rottin in your coffin/ your eyes rottin out their sockets while shes goin through my pockets/ I jumped on this rocket and I’m goin up and I aint stoppin/ the crowds go crazy when they hear my beat droppin/ you best hide away your cash in a safe and lock it/ cus your girl is soon to spend it on a t shirt that im rockin/ I see these strange clouds formin at my shows/ stage dive and land on a pillow of smoke/ you’re a slow poke, you’re life’s like a stand up joke/ you should try it sometime, maybe they wont laugh just cus you choked/ what can I say, im just preachin to the choir/ im like the mirror of Erised cus I show you your desire/ Ryan B’s the kid all the labels wanna hire/ and without hesitation, you’re the boy they gonna fire/ I put a hand up and they answer with their lighters/ and if you say I don’t deserve this shit, then you’re a liar/ I’m livin in a dream, you’re sittin in the street, im spittin with a beat, you’re wishin you were me/ and you aint makin money homie, all your songs are free/

Put your hands in the air like a setter, no ones better/ than Ryan B, killin this game like a Beretta/ it don’t matter whether the house got Greek letters/ yo the party don’t start till I enter/ yeah pressure’s what I feel, they wanna see me blow up/ the bomb goes tik tok like kasha (kasha)/ all these kids copyin what I got in my dresser, and they bumpin my beats on the way to the fiesta/ they don’t seem to understand like I’m speakin in a riddle/ cus I see a bigger picture, you’re just focused on the middle/ I guess that’s why I made it big, you made it little/ and I’ll keep goin hard until the day I head the whistle/ yo my fans got my back, you’re crew is like a thimble/ and the few times your track plays, it’s like a small fiddle/  while I’m busy carvin statues, you whittle/ all these other rappers wanna use my shavings as their kindle / I will never stop, and I got a master plan/ theres a thousand other guys that I’ll come up faster than/ wanted this my whole life, and nows the time to do it/ everyone that doubted me was wrong, I always knew it.

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Ryan B - “Soon To Be” 
(Lyrics and All Music written and recorded by Ryan Bell before February 8, 2012)

It’s been a week since I talked to her/ and I’m starin at facebook messenger/ My friends all left/ I got a broke wallet/ and the days drag on like murderers/ I don’t know what I said or did/maybe its just me/ all that matters now is I’m alone and all I’m left with is a dream/ I don’t always do what’s right but I do what I can/ I’ve been in more than my share of fights but last time I was the bigger man/ some days I’m on stage, I’m on top of the world/ I make the ladies jump and cheer/ some mornings I just lay in bed and wish I wasn’t here

But I’m right here and I don’t know whats next/sometimes I wish that I could lift the weight of this chain off my neck/if I found something better I swear I’d throw it all away/for now I’ll chase this dream/Maybe I’ll come back some day

Left my home and everything I know/ in hopes of a new life built on what I wrote/ I’ve tried to hide from this nightmare/but I’m a dream catcher, I don’t fight fair/ this dream seems so out of reach/ but right now it’s like right there/you’ll be seein more of this kid, I will not quit/ bitch hate me, like I care/ yo it’s like I sleep all night and just dream in the day time/ I wonder if my sense of direction just aint right/ look at this paper and the color’s still plain white/ walkin like a zombie every day that I can’t write/ I’m drivin down this road that only leads one way/ left my past behind and built a new life/ but I’ll come back someday

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Joker – Ryan B
(All Rights Reserved, March 19, 2012. Written and Recorded by Ryan B)

Pay attention

I’m comin up/Countin down from ten/Comin up so fast I got a case of the bends/You can try to deny you can try to pretend/But nothins gonna stop spiderman from getting revenge/With great power comes responsibility/And I see its mine to kill rappers willinly/Killin me, you see is not a possibility/If I say youre gonna lose then you will indeed/It’s too late to save the day the charge has been set/I spit bars that are hard to injest/You’re like every other rapper nobody’s impressed/You come to me with confidence and leave with less/My chalkboards full youre starin at a black wall/You shoulda kept playin with your sisters rag dolls/They said I gotta stop when they give the last call/But I don’t really care at all/

Yeah, I said I don’t really care/

There’s an uproar /When they hear my name/And I got the kind of beats that make em go insane/I’ve searched the world for days and days/But I still don’t seem to belong any place/But it’s okay, I came from another planet/On a mission and landed
And I planted a bug in this game/I’ll keep getting more money till they ban it/Been branded by the days left stranded/Spittin out sparks like cannons/Kept playin when they put me in a bandage/Now I got all the haters like damn it   /Youre a copycat like zerox/I rake and the tables been cleared off/Yes, you may have had your five minutes of fame/But did you have a thousand people screamin your name?/I really hate to be the bearer of bad news/But dwell on this cus im tellin you the truth /You haters wouldn’t last one day in my shoes/You don’t have the balls to do what I do/Up all night writing punch lines/Get cooked meat head its lunch time/They see through you like windex/You’re a parasite, like insect/Yo look me up in the index/I’m crossin genres call it twisted/Always keepin it fresh like blistex /Which yours probly hasn’t been kissed yet/We gamble with life like it’s poker/Checkin numbers in the morning like a broker/You’re like Gollum, loner/And that aint funny call me joker/Feels so good like we’re under a spell/Yo Spring mixtape in the 2012/And to my past self I wish you well/I aint playin by the rules/Don’t tell

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