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Traumprinz - 2Bad (DJ Metatron 'What If Madness Is The Only Relief' Rework)

MUSIC VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_E8a-6v2Nr8 

LYRICS:

brought up so twisted and confused
raised by disney and drug abuse
always knew I shouldn’t be under this roof
sixteen started digging out the blunt truth

I found that as we grow old  
some hearts turn cold and the milk gets sour
'cause we were never told 
we can unfold our soul within our own power

so put your values in some more than a piece of paper
it’s done us nothing other than ruin our mother nature
like building big cities filling them with skyscrapers
now suddenly ten thousand people are your nearest neighbor

way overpopulated growing like a cancer
why religion is the number one war enhancer
we’re at the point of no return seems to be no lesson learned
but possibly we’ll soon be more than just a deep concern

let's rise as a whole beyond our dreams
we are all born captains and queens
it’s our right to let go disarm release 
our devotion 's blocking our peace

there’s no wonder we feel victimized, as we’re
caught up in this prison of killers and cries
fully aware that silence speaks louder than words does
don’t be scared to stop the evilness of this world 'cause

the root of life is simply based on energy 
as you awaken then you can choose your own frequency
some people more obsessed with lame events, money and trends
have to say to them now with all respect we can’t be friends

the same same but different in what we contain
playing in our own individual video game
'bout time we learn to be critical of our source of proof
let it burn to you’ve hit the blunt truth

just like ripples in a pond
it’s time for us to flow on x3

let’s rise as a whole beyond our dreams
we are all born captains and queens

it’s our right to let go disarm release 
our devotion's blocking our peace

just like ripples in a pond
it’s time for us to flow on x2

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Blunt truth

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
I'm gettin' rings upon rings upon rings upon rings upon rings
Olympic wins for la familia
My mother was busy duckin' bullets, how I'm scared of 'ya?
Your feelings ain't familiar, riches for my relatives
Sumner Projects stardom, seeing roaches while I'm penning this
This just self belief, why you sensitive?
You made him cry, you changed his life, oh that's what Heaven is
Mhm, got rats on my kitchen floor, debt got me in figure four's
My pops said "just fuck it all
You on a victory route, don't give a shit about doubt", I'm on it
I used to get heated getting played like a bench warmer
Told Joey we all Brooklyn kids living our dreams so
Fuck beef, it ain't for self, it's about self esteem
I chase the feeling, not the imagery
I chase the Hennessy with synergy
Sit down fool, prepared for my cheering like its chivalry
Sing like Gil Scott, dammit New York Is Killing Me
But look how the pain's building me

[Hook]
I been stacking every penny
Still got Jesus by the dresser
I feel holy, i feel holy
Level headed through the pressure
In the projects smokin bogies
Thinking how the world can know me
I been

I been stackin every penny
Still got Jesus by the dresser
I feel holy, i feel holy
Talk to junkies every morning
EBT just got me ballin
I been I been I been focused, I been

[Verse 2]
Testin' my endurance, no resting for the purest
Have I heard of you? No
Fuck Progressive Insurance how I murder the flow
Hack into the 1%, I'm just learning the code
I'm earning, they're learning to cope, Deserving
What A Time To Be Alive
Pete played me and Dre after Drake's "30 for 30" then I cried
It was in this same room that I wrote my first
Happiness is really priceless once you know you're worth
The only one, ain't lonely cause I know me son
I ain't bout to forfeit like Kobe's num, I'm Obi Wan
Your sentiments December once salary skyrocketed?
Instead of giving your enemies energy try dodgin' em
At Epic getting twisted off house liquor, your mouth slithers
I can win the war in some house slippers, you feel me?
Run the corporate: ain't no losses when you're focused for the realest
Fuck your offers, in The Office puttin' work in till you feel this
In my zone tonight, been sleeping on myself too long tonight
Follow my own advice, you just don't know my life
I got poltergeists, fuck the coppers lights, in my rolodex I'm just rolling dice
I'm just gambling for my sanity, treat my Grammy speech like an open mic
I'm just with it, termination on sight, trigger happy
I'd be depressed if I don't take my shot, so get to clappin'
Don't you be stressed: you cannot take my spot
Took more than a minute, got more ambition than your whole crew got
Dear Lord

[Hook]
I been stacking every penny
Still got Jesus by the dresser
I feel holy, i feel holy
Level headed through the pressure
In the projects smokin bogies
Thinking how the world can know me
I been

I been stackin every penny
Still got Jesus by the dresser
I feel holy, i feel holy
Talk to junkies every morning
EBT just got me ballin
I been I been I been focused, I been

[Outro]
It took a long damn time to feel important
So how the fuck you ruining my vibe right now?
You can hear it in my voice that I'm a soldier
And your non-believing ass who I don't like right now
Oh you wanna know? you wanna know how I did it?
Oh you wanna know? I just I just know my vision
Oh you down to die? How bout you live?
How bout you take? How bout you give?
You down to ride?

production: @Dre-Dollasz
engineered & mixed: Chris Conway of No Mystery Studios
album: Writeous
single artwork: Slack Barrett & FifthGod

Writeous

Sumner

Sumner (prod. Dre Dollasz)

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The mystery goddess is finally revealed with a beautiful and colorful fashion spread-like visual, but don’t get it twisted, things are definitely (N)ot (S)afe (F)or (W)eak rappers in this week's edition of Wisdom Wednesdays. NSFW finds Sa-Roc delivering lyrical shrapnel over an energetic Sol Messiah-produced joint featuring cameo appearances by Sway In The Morning hosts Tracy G and Sway Calloway.

Directed By: Sol Messiah
 
Lyrics: 
I'm black magic, 5 foot something, the rap maverick. Y'all want me to dumb it down, well my shit too elaborate. Alphabetic acrobatics on every apparatus. Step onto my train of thought and get lost in my labyrinth. I am not a Barbie I'm a barbarian. Dismember bodies of work vocally then I bury em. Prey for my opponents for they know not what they getting into. It's too many snakes and froggy types in my terrarium. Lyrically I'm Kali Ma, goddess of these arias, nowadays emcees can't walk a mile inside my Adidas, blood. I will cripple every rhyme that u exhale from out your diaphragm then diagram the steps to your retirement. I'm Tigress, I earned every stripe that you admiring. never been a star, I am more inclined to be Orion and I'm liable to ionize your entire environment. And that means everybody charged up when I'm reciting. These 16s like WMDs, i'm public enemy to these Republican bastards, asking for passwords to my ribonucleic acids, asterisk: that means my genetic code for anybody asking. Ass pics not in my repertoire, never taken a shot my integrity Kevlar. I am just here to test your celebrity caliber, my pedigree Elohim and you elementary bruh. I mean, They should've told you that I'm the rapper to beat, I'm the monster inside of the shadows when you asleep, I'm the wolf after cattle and you remind me of sheep, you honestly aint on par with the bars that I might excrete. Cuz I am dark matter, art packaged inside of flesh. These triple carbons got me blacking out on every record. I'm picking apart every verb and pronoun that you eject, cuz these rappers borrowed my whole style and I'm here to collect. You gon pay me, I'm the queen of God hop. Sway told me to bust a a Capella, told em why not? Homie if I get hold of the mic I might just wild out. And I ain't letting a 85er get a fucking vowel out. You can call me Mau Mau, rebel in my DNA. I'm trying to make royalty, they reveling in T & A. I'll be down in Tijuana levitating either way. Just give me a minute for my melanin to incubate. Got damn. I'm deep space, black hole in my cerebell. Flow extraterrestrial, I told em I'd never tell. Gave birth to the 7 wonders, ovaries never failed, got the book of life completely encoded in every cell. Oh, Om mani padme hum, that's the mantra. Spit and get this heat all in your marrow like a cancer. Ciphers full of fresh meat trying to impress me and I'm just waiting with a crew of black Sicilians yelling Mangia! This is not the end of me! I'm gon rule the industry. I'm going after every top ten rapper with intent to eat. With no less than thousand degree quality intensity. You ain't built to last the full magnitude or extent of me. If Thought, Monche, Stacks and Roc, ain't in your top fiiiiive, I'mma chop your reputation til it's lopsided. Leave that joint cold and stiff like its arthritis. lost tribe of the last scribes-I'm Thoth hybrid. This art of rap from out the vault of humanity's finest.

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