Feeling myself, trying new styles. Whatchu think?
Prod. KADDY
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Chorus (2x):
Building wealth staying out of debt paying bills saying buncha quotes
I won't be, satisfied, till I get to owning planes, owning boats
It's so many animals to choose from I would rather fly or float
I ain't gonna lie, I don't even really wanna try to be the goat

V1
…Back in school people used to tell me I was tryna be too woke
I was rapping all through college I ain't never once try to smoke
White girls everywhere I prefer lemonade over coke
Everytime I turned around the sea [C] in Change hit me with a okey-doke
Dip and dodge stat had to be about 100
Swinging over pitfalls like I came in '82
Scorpio underground guess they saw me coming
I ain't never step on alligators tho
Watch your step is what the rattlesnake is fo'
Lately I been trying to add the space to flow
Why your skill in rhyming that debatable

(Chorus)

V2
…I'm the illest procrastinator professional
Not Catholic but confessional is so therapeutic like sexual
How it heal the body and ease the mind
I'll read you mine, receive the time
I promise you if you hearing fine and ain't satisfied
Then please rewind
It's me that's shining, Soon 2 Be Kas
Finding out how to stand on own two
Feat designing
Ninja Turtle with a dash of Goku
Pizza pining
Chain full of thoughts no need for diamonds–
Clutch the nunchucks with the Eastern eyes and
Reach behind him, hit you with a wave
That knocked, all the trees off, Easter Island LIKE UNNGGGGHH

(Chorus)

S2B GOAT (Alpha Version)

Prod. Krikit Boi

v1.0 coming soon

Verse 1:
…Flying flags with colors representative
They tried to hypnotize my brothers with a picket fence
It's hard to sit on, even harder to hop–
Penned in a state of emergency we can't call on the ops–
So all we got is each other
Rare fathers care bout us forefathers above us
Poor out of our mothers
Tour down in the druthers where sore suckers among us
Love us, on our crutches, but hate to hear us disgusted like, 
'How dare you carry animosity philosophies?
You could get 3 hots and plus a cot to sleep–
A pot to pee but not no peace you want equality but,
Please stay at the base of this isosceles…we got the keys'--
But they don't got no musicality nor a grip on reality
Just a wicked mentality and a pension for casualty
Everything up out the devil's mouth exactly fallacy
The time is ripe for gamma rays to knock em out the galaxy

Verse 2:
A lightning strike is like a Mike & Ike in terms that's relative
My relatives more powerful and might just snipe for skeletons
A right to hype embellishment when calling for our justice
It needs to look like Star Trek transporters on these busters
Beam 'em out to Mars they wanna go they like to colonize
Or teleport they asses out to gasses they can't monetize
The irony the folly they were jealous of our condom size
Now they got no babies, ain't got no one to adopt their lies,
We generate innovation not imitation
Ancestor veneration for enemy ventilation
Freedom is a sensation, needed in the foundation
We can't be in no race with the seedy seekers of wasting
CDC don't see cognitive dissonance as a virus–
But lo and behold that shit is the reason the world's on fire
Firing squad is lined up from waaay outside our system–
To zap all the culture skeeters with gammas and strike 'em missing

Gamma V0.5

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
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I Got A Stinger
Funk You Up And Stick Around & Linger
Disturb In Your Peace Like I'm A Ringer
I’m The Pepperoni On Your Pizza
Pick It Ap-art Like You Signed A Prenup
Why My People Try To Find The Reaper
Going Far When I Renew My Visa
Reppin For The Quest With Two And Three's Up (that's 5)
Rapping Finna Help Me Get My G's Up
Momma Hope It's Getting Me To Jesus
I Just Want The Energy Of Rizza
(What they say?) "Life'll Be More Pleasant When You Please Her"
(Is it true?) "You Are Not Supposed To Run With Caes-ars" (🤴🏼✂️)
(Not at a--) Cease The Day Until You Get The Chee-rs (🍻📣)
Seizing Up Is Def’tly Not A Feature
Looking To The Future We The Seers
Stuby Who Be Flowin Deep As Seas Is

Chorus:
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Buzzing Off The Onomatopoeias
Nerds Ain't Gotta Follow Awful Leaders
Wanna Drink My Water By The Liters
Hollered Through The Hotter Mic Receivers
Got It Backwards When They Burn The Green Up
I Hope They Go To Mars And Finally Leave Us
Then We Can Take The Cookout To The Beaches 
And Focus On Evolving To The Reaches

Verse 2:
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…Big Up To Teachers (*yaaay*)
That Make You Comprehend It To Completeness
That Praise You For Your Grammar And Your Neatness
That Make You Thank Your Grandma For The Sweetness
Did You Grow Up With En-cy-clo-pe-DIAS?
Can You Resonate With Open Ea-rs
Is There Such A Thing As Valid Fe-ar?
The Answer To That Question Might Appe-ar
When You Grab A Mirror And You Pee-r
When You Gonna Peel That Venee-r
Bill Collector Letters Start With 'De-ar'
What's The Point Of Lying–Why They Weird?
They Just Tryna Cop A Bombardier
Or Pull A Lil Yachty To The Pier
But We Should Have A Party While We're Here
So Everybody Shout So I Can Hear

(Chorus)

Verse 3:
======
…Step Offa Deez Nuts
And That Is Not An Anaconda's Features
You Know How Rappers Can Be Facetious
That's The One Tradition I Agree With
Opposite Of Taxes That I Remit
Till We Get Reparations That Are Decent
It's Like, Why Be Patriotic When They Recent–
With The Kinda Demon Time That Kill You Fore You Hit The Precinct? (Got Damn!!)
Treatin’ Us Like Three Tenths Cause They Three Tints
Lighter But The Heart Is Full Of Re-sent It Ain't Deep, Kid
These Is All Slants Like, Dia-gonal Peepers
Still'll See The Leeches Every Time They Try To Creep Up
Still Is Me Soon As I Go Inside So I Can Free Up
The Will I Need To Practice What I Preach I'm Just A Creature–
Need To Step Up To The Plate And Point To Bleeders In The Bleachers
Then Step Into The Paint And Leave My Sneakers Over Leapers

(Chorus)

Verse 4:
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…So For My Thesis
Staying Young Is Kinda Like A Sneakerhead With Creases
I Ain’t Tryina Wear My Body Down With Buncha Greases
Not A Hunting Person Not A Hundred Percent Vegan
But Artificial Everything Is Glitching Up My Sequence
Arm As Long As Stretch And I Ain’t Never Really Reaching
I Can Solve A Puzzle Even When I’m Missing Pieces
To Myself I Spit As If I’m Masking Up To See Friends
They Can’t Feel My Face Like They Was Singing On The Weeknd
Depth Is Like A Puddle For The Rappers That Be Frequent
Why These Rappers Think They So Amazing When They Decent?
I Ain’t Even Gotta Wear A Crown Cause I’m A Regent
Knock ‘Em Out Commission Like A Mass Corona Event
Use Your Intuition Don’t Just Wait For Negus Preaching
We Up If You Looking At The Sheets The Referees Get
Conflict-Driven Profits On The Line They Act To Grief Us–
But The Era Of The Melanin Is Coming Back To Ease Us

(Chorus)

Onomatopoeias

Billion Dollar Maybe

Verse 1:
If I got a product for sale, you can bet I’m the owner
So you could know what I mean(-mine) I deliver it doper
Even though I popped out the womb, in California–
I operated in rooms where they used to put phones up
Black sheep of the fam, didn’t fit in the quota
In fact it overflowed ‘s why I flow with composure
The steady stream ketamine better be potent
This life I lived, had to be a sobering quotient
I try to stay on top of the division of quoting
Everybody wanna follow the boy when he Golding–
The insatiable thirst, even though I’m the ocean
Alchemizing the lead they straight(lead astray) put in my bones then
Which decision to make when you see value in both them?
Making hella dough from simply braggin' and boastin'
Or teaching up the youngin’s on the value of coding
One of those, seem to have much more motion–which one you think that it is?

Chorus:
It’ll cost a billion dollars maybe just to get out this hole
And even still they’d try to play me like I will to be sold
Ayo it’s really kinda crazy how the villainy go
They try to spill it out the babies with their endless egos–
If he’s a living piggy bank he probably don’t have a soul–
He knows the gimme and the take-key and he won’t respect no–
When WE get busy I’ma thank people that chose to get mo’–
We need to quickly fix the fading so the pigment can grow

Verse 2:
I thought we needed reparations like a minute ago
We ain’t got no foothold, yo we been on the go
They s’posed to stop with the oppression but they giving us mo'
Ay what they doing the the people is unmentionable
But I’m a rapper so I’ll talk about decapitated babies
If that’s a shock no wonder why the rap today is crazy
Reality is backwards pitting facts against the hate speech
The caskets ravaged pacify the masses with some daisies→
I’m only halfway through the verse and I ain’t even really snapping yet–
The world is over time to dump the baby with the bassinet
Faithful people kill whether from Jesus or from Baphomet
Blood upon their hands and try to act like it’s an accident
Bulletproof but maybe should con-sider a tactful vest
Cons need sitters–which countries gon’ be the applicants
We need conviction to get convictions of all the blasphemous
And if forgiven we must consider ourselves some masochists

(Chorus)

Billion Dollars Maybe (Rep-A-Nation)

You only got, 2 minutes and 10 seconds with me
Who with it I'm chin checking the beat
Authentic Intuition applied to Artificial Intelligence
Authorial Intent over Augmented Irrelevance
Allen Iverson my favorite ball player ever
Kyrie a close second both made it better
Shifting paradigms what I'm all about
What about you you making waves or chasing the clout
Ayo my mind is elevated got my face in the clouds
I said my mind is underrated world is pacing me down
Hoosier daddy too dramatty when you making a sound
Doesn't matter who the presi fools obeying some clowns
Hold up...ladies told me keep it a light show
Skiing down the mountain we been fighting to climb yo
Guess we on top when we running an ice-so
Broke the whole code like a couple of typos
The micro-minded, why so blinded
Guess I be bright when my high beam shining
Games and rhymes yes I design them
Play my grind then keep rewinding
Where do I sign so it's legally binding 
To reap the time in green and diamonds
For all me kind and beach on islands
And y'all bring Coronas not the virus with limes in
... And we don't want no Becky nor a Barbie queue
Nah, we gone have a cookout like we hardly do
..And most of us are prolly gone be tardy too
..We know the melanin what make the party move 
Ungh...type spit on the tempo
Into the Mike phone might give em a gemstone
..First one is what the builder refused
Cause if it crack the foundation then the building is bruised
Bricks spill how to get on the news cause fails sell
Not a goat, but I'm trying to make moves like LL
With a multifaceted cabinet of media advocates
That stick together thicker--be hooves, gazelle nails
How I weigh in on the track it's like Keenan should tell Kell
May the people that be thieving the most, be well jailed
We survive like Clementine, the scene of a Telltale-- (tale)
Women--Scorpio right here I could give you a snail trail--
I could take it back too
If I take it back to hateful acts that lately accrued
Does that make me so rude
I know it's painful when viewed, but keep on raising the brood
Until we positively dominate the day's attitude

Pixelated Jazz Rhythms

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
Stuby begin on the previous 3 he been
Tryina get Mo like he Eenie and Meenie when
Raising the style like a tree with graffiti limbs
Study the art like an encyclopedian
This from a era where they used to have fun with it
Nowadays if you ain’t trappin they ain’t fun-din’ it
When the last time your attention last one minute
Most cats bored lack force like sus-pended
...Got a lot of wisdom not blunt scented
Design-er mind I stay high functioning
Alley-oop it to myself like Russ and ‘em
Freak it stupid like a F that’s just a friend
Knockin everything up off it and the dust again
I guess des-tiny…if it must’ve been
Picking-up-a-pen when listening to Busta blends
By 17, every written sit amongst the kin–
That gusted wind-y fire like Game of Thrones
Spittin heat, what’s left bitch? Take the bones
Y’know dogs like bones but the bones last longer than anything
Why it feel like we in Hell where the sinner king?
How many millenia do it take to intervene?
The scribbling’s nibbling you up on the winning team if you–
Diminish the intervals till we get to living green
(Sheesh!) Take a break, if you sippin lean
What it’s doing to your mind quite sickening
In the moment kind of seem like tickling
Sapiens sapiens seem to like simple things
If they really mean then they got a tricking gene
Easy difficulty better for the con-quest
Made it complicated cause they got a com-plex
Heard the Whip It and they took it out of con-text
Stay competing just to figure who bomb best, DAMN

Verse 2:
Speeding to the finish living in your left lane
Flying by you like a military jet plane
I reign supreme you dribbling a pet stain on the carpet
Aw shit are you nauseous?
Me too, sick of novic-es in the top cent
Party on sausage, off this
Boss shit, kicking caustic haute spit 
Caught up in the line of fire find a faucet
Why you scrapping with each other in the mosh pit?
Capital people be the ones that be toxic (all cap)
Wrapping everybody in a state of nonsense
Con-sonant lockdown of content
I be the plosive and open into
The most free mode with a bolder pen too
A whole cheat code got a soul that men do–
But I whip them O's like a stolen rental like that

Whip It 'Style

I listened to Vanilla's 'High Life' and I just fell in love with some select tracks. I really wanted to write to these, because in a way, they reminded me of some of the Donuts tracks that I wanted to write to back a few years ago. I hope you like it, and there may be more from this combo in the near future.

credits
Vanilla - Time To See (vanillabeats.bandcamp.com/track/time-to-see)

Silly (prod. Vanilla)

High as the highest score by triple-A 
Unobtainable and I'm staying there everyday 
Think a stake is rare, check out the form I drop 
When I take it there I throw up a warning shot... 
I ain't gotta warm up I was born this hot-- 
Put me in the game I'm suicide to any enemy-- 
My tendencies' like a MOAB on simple Centipedes 
If you care about your 1-up, no need to intervene-- 
I run routes like an expert wide-out 
Already got the princess and I'm riding out of your hideout 
...I left a little surprise though 
But sometimes small packages can contain the colossal 
On to the next castle to hassle the next asshole 
That wanna battle the champo BOOM! 
...While I blow-up yours 
The warpath requires me to go up floors 
As I kick in the door, who needs skeleton keys-- 
I defeat, ev-ery villain with, relative ease 
Proceed to the master chest, I have to guess 
The loot proves to me that I passed the test 
Only heard my own echo when I ask who's next 
I conclude my next move is to ask the 'Netz (ungh) 
...And that's a dangerous play 
These mudda-suckas wall-hackin and evading the ra-dar-- 
With that up-up-down-down-left-right business 
Caught me off-guard but now I'm like, "I get this" 
Breaking it down to brass tacks they-can't 1-on-1 
Without a +1 on guns 
I understand what it means to be numb on fun 
Or wanting to be number one, but come on son 
You teleport inside of my base, and capture my flag 
Teleport back to your pad, then act all bad? 
Okay...I'm reloaded--come do it again 
Matter fact, bring two of your friends 
I'm tryina get a streak going but I guess it depends 
Should I go on the offensive, or should I defend? 
When I finish that game, is my session to end 
I could slay a couple dragons, build a couple Civs 
Maybe play a little Madden-- 
My treasure-huntin' avatar could stand to see some action-- 
No matter what I'm doing I'ma do it with a passion 
I think I'll write a rhyme it would be lucrative to cash in... 
'N', I'ma grab a fat pen, hit up, Dominic J for beats 
My SoundCloud will get prominent plays for weeks 
And I ain't gotta go in, and enter waves of cheats 
Cause it's all about the ways I speaK 
...And that's enough said, I'd say 
My game can speak for itself, when I play 
...And that's enough said, I'd say 
My game can speak for itself, when I play 
...And that's enough said, I'd say 
My game can speak for itself

credits
Prod. by Dominic J Marshall (www.dominicjmarshall.com)

Players Like Me

I got the nerve to wanna rap without a 'J' in my handle/ 
No 'Big', no 'Little', just a regular rap dude/ 
Ever since '97 effervescent with the best of lessons/ 
Not 5%'er-sent--my essence is to stress the questions/ 
I etch a sketch of my blessings into melodic tones/ 
For you to hear and hopefully buy, but not to own/ 
My intellectual property weighs a metric ton/ 
I wouldn't want you to break your neck when the weapon's swung/ 
I chain parts of speech together--my chain heavy/ 
There ain't a combo breaker alive, with aim steady enough/ 
To maintain fire when I rain deadly/ 
My pen stains sheets like causes of pain every/ 
Four weeks for them womenfolk, initial strokes/ 
Are well thought-out like subliminal quotes, unh/ 
To minimize my mistakes in minutes/ 
Resulting in refined rap, I relate to rhythms/ 
And I relate to rhythms, my heart pumps similar/ 
Can't say the same for these chump gumps, I'm feelin' none/ 
They wanna disown the moniker 'Conscious'/ 
I ain't mad they gettin paper, see my problem's the sponsors/ 
Seem like every other movie or game's about zombies/ 
Look at the music allow me to clear the laundry/ 
They finally got these kids in a corner--right where they want 'em/ 
Just keep 'em dumb and entertained then pull the rug out from 'em/ 
In 7 to 10 years, when the recession's over/ 
They won't be qualified for NOTHING without a diploma/ 
Obeezy's got us feelin' stupid we participated/ 
We finally seeing that the government is miscreated/ 
A lotta things look good on paper, how the practice look/ 
The practice of paper-chasing makes for a permanent jook/ 
That's why we flipped it--gone an occupy a nation on 'em/ 
And back 'em up against the Wall until we take it from 'em

Future Occupation

v0.5. Rhymes by me. Beat by me. Mixed by absolutely NO ONE.

Lyrics:

… Resurrection … in bed for breakfast
Kundalini rising through my solar plexus
Voice say do the work; you know the message
Hop up on the mic for early morning sessions
Ladies tell me how do you interpret that
… Get me there and I'll get you a Birkin bag
Vegan version that--women carry everything
You see the Earth in that, women carry everything!
Let it rain upon my melanin and start the day
… With the work the future's not so far away
Introduce you to the crossover like Hardaway
You can watch me make the game and show you how to play
I be swinging through the web as if my aunt was May
I was made in February and I came out the womb with a lot to say
Couple times angels came to get me I said nahmastay
I really wanna see, how it play, I'd rather be here than outerspace
But ironically, that's the place that I be thinking about all the time
Studying sci and the fi which lead me to studying I
And going inside
So when I be in the dream, I'm really being in the dream instead of just seeing
Carpe Diem with Leo Di' and 'em--creatively peaking like I was on Creatine
Not the type of shit you seeing on CNN Fox
I listen to LOX, who need a key when you could just pick it and pop
Shoot from the three or gimme the rock
Third rock from the Sun, slur not from the tongue
Sir hot on the drums curve ops from the jump sure cops gonna come, but--


Working with my fellooooows, and fellarinas
Working to the point I can outsell arenas
Raising up the generation next to teach us
Touching down on planet Earth and stacking visas
These the things I want and I'ma manifest it
These the things I want and I'ma manifest it
Wake up in the morning it's a resurrection
Wake up in the morning it's a resurrection


Un-orthodox rapper man got the plan
To Kung Fu this shit like chopping hands
Get ya hands chopped for biting like you stuck em in a box of fans
That's plugged in like, searching thots on Hostagram
… Yeah they hold you hostage fam
Bleed you dry of all your thoughts till you're empty like some pots and pans
And then they pan to the everlasting ever clasping money grubbing hands as if it wasn't them up on the stand
Begging for mercy, boku bucks in they bank account
Don't give a damn, no two fucks is they thinking bout
Long as that profit come hard then it's just a game to them
They'll blame the prophet Muhammad for all their shady shit
Dump all their money killing people that relate to him
Cover the tracks of the murdering that their ancients did
We not the same I'm sick, but not the way you get
I'm throwing bile up from all the gall you hate me with
Bilingual, slick talk and straight talk
I'll take talk, make it walk, and pay this off
And then that bill is next, until I'm killing checks
I'm out of debt I'm not a slave oh what a feeling yes
And still you wanna paint me villainous
Just gimme credit, cause it was either here or death
I don't be, putting shit out, but I'm still the best
I've ever been, cause in myself I will invest

Resurrection (Alpha Version)

S2B KAS (Soon 2 B Known All Star) is an observational lyricist, educator, mentor, and game developer. Born in Southern California, but raised in the Midwest, S2B KAS is a versatile emcee with an intentional message of "Revolution, Freedom, and Positivity...or else."

Inspired by the original golden era of hip hop, he was first inspired to test his own rap skills by the likes of Busta Rhymes, Black Star, Common, 2PAC, DMX, and E-40, among many others.

A futurist, visionary mind, and blerd all in one, he is one of the first rappers with a Rap Game of his own: Rap Quest 2 is a mobile Career Sim/RPG on iOS & Android. S2B KAS strives to find innovative new ways to approach the craft, and is not stopping at games.

Lyrically S2B KAS has the dexterity of an expert archer and the love for the spoken word that brings out multisyllabic magic, but also he doesn't take himself too seriously and enjoys the interplay of metaphor and concept to render 3D graphics into your mind space.

Yep.

S2B KAS

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