The Days of Old (Remix) lyrics

(Verse 1)
Lookin' back at all the history we've gone through
Cause how you celebrate your history is on you
Livin' in the past cause they couldn't see the long view
With so much to look forward to I wouldn't even want to
But yet I understand missin' my past friends
Cause it feels like life was so much simpler back then
Or maybe it's the honest way we were raised
And as we mature it gets more complicated with age
But really it's the same, and that's the greatest of secrets
But may take your first new born baby to see it
Or vicariously take heed to believers
Cause luckily for me I've seen it in each of my Nieces
And Nephews also who blessed my lost soul
Cause when you're involved then the stress just all goes
So stop tryna be so tough
Cause everyone of us could use a hug and needs more love

(Chorus)
I thank the greats cause they paved the road
That I take to engage and embrace my soul
It's the faith which I base my goals
And the way that I've chose since The Days of Old
Until you grow old and it's plain to see
That you had a plate to eat and place to sleep
And a space to keep these are all basic needs
They gave for free and all you had to say was please

(Verse 2)
I've always wanted to offer something and help them if I could
But all that motivation would be better with a push
To transform the stress on your mental that it puts
So forget about your looks and get your head up in them books
I know you've heard it but I'm speakin' from experience
For those who don't believe and disagree with me when hearin' this
I wanna learn until I turn into a man
And the change that I wanna see in the world is who I am
And these lines free your mind like they're designed to do
Cause whether you realize it or not I rhyme for you
It's your decision you can take it or leave it
Even though I know that most will be too fake to receive it
Cause they just don't see it, followin' the trends that he's found
So quick to abandon your only loyal friend when he's down
You gotta challenge the soul within your gut
Cause alone good looks and talent will never be enough

(Chorus)
I thank the greats cause they paved the road
That I take to engage and embrace my soul
It's the faith which I base my goals
And the way that I've chose since The Days of Old
Until you grow old and it's plain to see
That we're judged based on our faith, race, and creed
So we gotta tame the beast as we aim for peace
But turns out the first thing I had to change was me

(Verse 3)
No man has authority over another man
And why someone would think they do I'll never understand
From the worst day in winter to the nicest day of summer
From skin with darker pigment to the lighter shades amongst us
There's gotta be more people we could spike to raise the numbers
Against these politicians actin' like they gave a fuck
Instead of fightin' over colors taking rights away from others
Let's unite a race of brothers through the righteous ways of justice
And create a nation where hate victims are lesser
And racism is severed cause change is for the better
Like rain is for the weather from May into December
We came in this together the same wings of a feather
And instead of pointing fingers to blame you
We fought against the same system we're enslaved to
As all the bonds we thought we made get forced into two
I can't ignore this feeling like there's something more we could do

(Chorus)
I thank the greats cause they paved the road
That I take to engage and embrace my soul
It's the faith which I base my goals
And the way that I've chose since The Days of Old
Until you grow old and it's plain to see
That we're judged based on our faith, race, and creed
So we gotta tame the beast as we aim for peace
But turns out the first thing I had to change was me

Head Nod Music Vol. II: The Homage Continues

The Days Of Old (Remix) (Beat by Paris)

Pass The Bone (Remix) lyrics

(Verse)
Man I feel like cuttin' loose!
Like the night after a drug test
Makin' up for the last 6 months with one breath
Now go and pass that, let it circulate
Cause the ones who know you best are the first to hate
Like an entire community based on fear
Close friends, to foes, FED's, the gang's all here
For any cop who looked me in my face and then lied
Unjustifiably strippin' the plates from my ride
You're just flames to the fires, of satan's desires
Cause paying for the way you've behaved is required
But now I gotta flow so I could mend the pain
Before the clouds gather over top my head to rain
Cause to succeed I believe all I need is my weed
And a beat I could speak on to leave on repeat
And be free to be me, the reason that I rhyme
With the beat intertwined we could read each other's minds
Like the stars met, I know it seems a bit far fetched
But you're the one I've got my eye on and my heart's set
Ayo look at what you done made me do
Now I'm hooked on sharing this intimate space with you
And we was lampin' just like we did in my basement
Got 3 loves including the chick that I came with
1's beats, 2's weed, and the 3's my Queen
But do the first 2 a lot at the expense of my 3
Cause I'm so loyal to rap that I spoil the track
Record so much in fact the booth'll need a toilet intact
See the problem is I know the first 2 go together
But the 3rd is always jealous whenever I'm with the other
So I tried to fuse the 3 and build a bridge
But her toll demands more than I'm willing to give
It is what it is, I did what I did
Lit a spliff of the piff and then slid to the crib
No kids or a wiz, I'm the hopeless one
That's why I smoked a blunt and then wrote for fun
But to be totally honest I'm over the nonsense
But never closed off or opposed to a prospect
But if you got my attention don't tease me
Cause I don't want it if you act greezy
Ayo bust it! Just another sick seductress
That in 6 months will get your wrists clipped in cuffs quick
For dumb shit, now they've got your hands into handcuffs
All from gettin' played by a skandlous enchantress
I'm just a man in a town full of clowns
Surrounded by a crowd of pedafiles on the prowl
And it's wild, with that said it's hard to be into me
Nice guys finish last, R.I.P. chivalry
That's probably why I had to rap alone
So after craftin' a poem I'll just Pass The Bone
Then I'm gone! Into the next rhyme I spew
From one to the next like womanizers do
Cause without a groove I feel incomplete
And you can tell by the smooth way I pimped the beat
So indiscreet that's why punks hit the deck
Cause I mean it when I said "much disrespect"
So I vent with a pen and blunts lit to heads
Checkin' drum kicks while we puff piff till bed
Then a little Listerine fore' I kissed the Queen
Cause there's nothin' like that morning coffee mixed with weed
Didn't get the memo and I must've missed the meme
I'll never settle for security to risk my dream
I'm too set on being worthy of the fate that I'm destined
Till my kids are over 30 waitin' for heaven
To savor the present with faith as intended
And since the good die young take me instead then
Away from these fakes I'm ashamed I've befriended
Who changed for attention and fame I'm offended
A lame tryna gang bang for protection
Couple months later you're front page with your bredren
A rookie tryna play games with the veterans
Selling out is cheap, to maintain is expensive
I'm staying in my self paved lane with a pen grip
Took language and bent it then aimed it and sent it
Cause to this day I've remained independent
And when I wrote it I said it the same as I meant it
What!

Pass The Bone (Remix) (Beat by Prince Rakeem)

Wu Masta lyrics

(Verse)
As I kick in the door with a dirty sick banger
To take you from the 4th to the 36th Chamber
With True Master and RZA on the perfect break
Been a Wu Gambino since The Pillage and The Purple Tape
So chill! For these darts peal through your hard shield
With raw skill like in Park Hill where the God's build
It's all real kickin' some incredible slick shit
Beheaded by a sword made of metal that's liquid
Besides rap it's like I took a silence vow
Goin' wild with that Island of Shaolin style
Microphones I don't pass, you ain't worthy to hold
And got soul like the Bastard who's Dirty and Ol'
No PCP but PLO freakin' the funk
Don't puff dust but put alotta kieff in the blunt
It's the S-T-S-T-A-T-I
C for L-I-F-E, right?
Just a little somethin' to give back to fans
Havin' em like "Oh Shit! That was Sam!"
So never I have rest, too terrified of death
As I sever rivals necks I'm the Rebel INS
Cause even though I know I'm not the popular one
I'm still phenomenal when rhymin' like the Prodigal Sunn
Cause over deadly instrumentals I am still a beast
Weighin' so Heavy on my Mental I could Killah Priest
A 60 Second Assassin who's got the will to win
But through forgiveness is the only way to Killa Sin
But you ain't got the ability or the skill to harm me
I've got enough artillery that I could Killarmy
Opponents haven't gone to war with their life since
After seeing the sword that was forged by the 9th Prince
Brother of Bobby Digital as it would have it
From Prince Rakeem to Zig Zag RZA the Abbot
Bring the Ruckus, and I'll be forced to fight you
If you cross Jesus Christ, I'm the 4th Disciple
Cause you don't understand what my soul represents
I've been a Sun of Man since the Old Testament
Praises due to Mathematics Allah
Earth, Moon, and Tony Starks, captured classical thoughts
Never went to college got an urban given God degree
Knucke Headz, on Rainy Dayz, learning Crimonology
Persevere to persist but make it seamless
Given Zero Assistance cause I'm a Genius
Helpin' men after they fall to renew strong
Hugged him with Golden Arms and said it's all up to U-God
Cause now MCin' means more to me than breathin'
Even more than chocolate deluxes or butter pecan Ricans
Cause when it comes to C.R.E.A.M. I'm Don Don Cappacino
Mixed with War Poetry like Killarm's Dom Pachino
Camouflage Killa Bees swinging giant swords
Equipped with Dirty Silent Weaponry for Quiet Wars
Shit Iz Real, it's the cards we were faced with
Like Rugged Child speakin' to The Lost Generation
The 8 Diagrams have combined as one
Like Ironman holdin' up the Iron Flag with the Iron Lung
The Grandmasters of recent verses
Underground jewels are hidden Beneath the Surface
Seek for purpose, cause God is within you
Regardless of anything The Saga Continues
Spreadin' wealth to the poor to make the rich fail
Feedin' our Supreme Clientele with More Fishscale
Bullets ricocheting off of Wallets of sharkskin
From Pretty Tony Stark's kin, LA The Darkman
To rep for the whole city indivisible
An entity of principle, the Witty Unpredictable
The Diary of a Madman's what it's comin' too
2 Cups of Blood, 2 blunts of bud, it's The W
If you Hear Come The Gravediggaz you're in trouble
6 Feet Deep with a Pick, Sickle, and a Shovel
Inmates of Fire you can smell from the Danger
Like Hell Razah, raisin' hell with the flavor
Severe Punishment and certain disaster
Looks like the work of a Masta

Wu Masta (Beat by RZA)

Never (Remix) lyrics

(Verse)
Ayo I (Never) had the choice of takin' the easy route
I took the scenic path but then I didn't see a cloud
Cause little did I know that storms occur for dreams to sprout
And in order for you to succeed you almost need the doubt
And (Never) Made excuses about the hand I'm given
(Never) Ask a question and be mad at what the answer isn't
(Never) Altered my morals for another man's opinion
Whether an officer of the law I'ma stand resistant
(Never) Think it ain't necessary to suffer
And pain ain't a part of those legendary amongst ya
And (Never) Will I let the struggle for fame
Every override my passion and my love for this game
And I will (Never) Be okay with being comparable
I'm too original for you and I ain't even carin' who
Plus dyin' alone is somethin' I'm prepared to do
Cause all those nights when I was at my lowest, where were you?
(Never) Will I choose dollars over being honest
My dream's to reach the top while still keepin' the cleanest conscious
And if not I'll still constantly be releasin' projects
Cause if nothin's given then I'll create some decent options
(Never) Will I stoop to the level of a nonbeliever
Or waste generosity on a bottom feeder
(Never) Will I bite my tongue for any shady snake
If I meant it I'ma say it instead of playin' it safe
(Never) Let you speak for me wouldn't even consider it
Try to spit my lyrics, you couldn't even deliver it
And if you did then you'd probably be a hypocrite
And contradict the message cause you ain't ever been diligent
That's how I finally earned a spot on a team
And decided to follow this partial scholarship dream
Cause droppin' out of college was never an option for me
So kept pursuing knowledge and went and got my degree
But still (Never) has my mind resigned or been designed to quit
So it's from this bottomless pit that I rhyme and spit
Cause I used to work hard in hopes of being rewarded
But now I do this cause I love it and don't need to record it
(Never) Tried to be someone else to impress some chicks
(Never) Compromising my art for what a skeptic thinks
(Never) Doubted that I was born with this calling to spit
And figured the least that I could do is offer his gift
(Never) Could I take credit for being the author of it
(Never) Have I denied that I have a heart full of sin
But I have (Never) disrespected a woman or acted above her
Cause I'm only interested in her if I actually love her
And I will (Never) Forget that I was blessed with this pen
Or ever be passive in the face of oppression again
And I would (Never) sell my soul for what you gain temporarily
And till this very day that still remains as the recipe
Cause you could never try to change someone's destiny
You can only triumph in the lane you were meant to be
Otherwise you're just wasting your energy
And that's why till the grave I'll maintain my integrity
And (Never)

Never (Remix) (Beat by N.O. Joe)

Spit (Remix) lyrics

(Verse 1)
Yo I always made music on a page instead of computer
Blazin' the buddah like there's no way he could be the future
Cause I've chosen to take the lane with the least consumers
So in other words you couldn't pay me to keep it truer
Patiently flow till the day he would blow
By takin' the road paved by AG and Show
Till it made me a pro and an unstoppable top voice
Which means that I'm only less popular by choice
So I could study while takin' this tradition in
From stages they were rippin' to the crates that they were diggin' in
From Switzerland to Michigan we came with the bars
Facin' blunts like a Don boss puffin' cigars
Like now you wanna bust some raps and try to fuck with stat
I don't know what you're puffin' on but musta been some dust in that
I only speak to the track, that's why I spaz on it
So keep the feedback jackass I didn't ask for it

(Verse 2)
Yo I was chosen from the scriptures with this gift that I got
So I ain't posin' for pictures so they could give me a spot
I'm exposin' this fuckin' gimmick for the shit that he's not
And unload on this drunken bigget for the shit that he pop
It's only other peole's ignorance that force me sin
Please forgive me for this venom to the lord I repent
It's just they only support when I show them in private
Then ignore and don't acknowledge it when I publically drop it
Pennin' words nonstop as they fuel me with their doubt
Then spit a verse like I got a hocked loogie in my mouth
(Hwak tuu) This is how I release anger
For those who know me as Sam, Stat's a complete stranger
Danger! So these mics I grab and let the passion rush
Till I get callouses like wood bats with no batting gloves
So batter up cause for most my youth was mad as fuck
Shit was tough, compared to you I probably had it rough

(Verse 3)
Yo in Allah's name, I grab mics to evolve pain
 And change it, turn it into sacred greatness
Praises due to God's grade and abound
Love for all walks of life, I'm not playin' around
What! Violators will be dealt with I dare you
Step into the square I guarantee you'll get an earful
Go from arrogant to embarrassed and bend
Humiliated so bad he won't be rappin' again
Damn, now you got me feelin' bad in a sense
Like how's the crowd gonna react after I smack him to shreds 
Bitch, Mr. Big Shot cause he got a clever buzz
But this is Hip Hop, somethin' that you never was
Front like my shit ain't hot I'm goin' spaztic 
Similar to schizophrenic accidental blackouts
Now peep the madness, there's no way that MC's could match this
To show shame holds more tears than sadness

(Verse 4)
Ayo I testify, I'm probably one of the best alive
But love this beat too much to let this instrumental ride
That's why this main course is comin' with an extra side
Of shredded motz over tator tots and special fries
To serve you with a 4th verse on a separate pie
I'm workin' double shifts 12 to 9 and 10 to 5
Compared to me the best that you could be is next in line
The top 5 I'll let stay but the rest'll fry
As payback for all the women you objectify
I'll put you in a waterpark on an electric slide
You sound legit on the record but unimpressive live
Plus not to mention every rhyme is a pathetic lie
So when I call you out for it don't even question why
Got me on a rabbis bitten pit inside the kennel vibe
So mic check, anyone who wanna test'll die
Or reconcile for forgiveness and repent to God

Spit (Remix) (Beat by Showbiz)

Extra P lyrics
(Verse)
You gotta grown and persevere until your mission unfolds
Don't ever let another person's fears limit your goals
While nonbelievers will clown you with the sinfullest souls
Then be the first ones surroundin' you the minute you blow
And admit it after the fact you're the truth on the beat
But while you knew me growin' up you were too stupid to see
That I'm a beast just North of the city that never sleeps
No daily posts, I'm droppin' new videos every week
While you're miserable with a stare and riddle it isn't fair
Cause your minimal skill is too pitiful to compare
So at least have the decency to call me a boss
If you're actually tryna compete with me you've already lost
I guarantee that I'm the truest of MC's
And nothin' good will ever come out of rootin' against me
But everybody's fightin' for that same piece of the pie
So I started my own lane so real MC's could survive

Extra P (Beat by Large Professor)

The Progress lyrics

(Verse)
It started out as rhymes for kicks with other kids at our school
Most were in it for the image to get chicks and be cool
I was different that's why everything I spit was a jewel
But they were ignorant, didn't listen and think I'm a fool
But little do they know that I'm as fatal as it gets
Cause my intellect's not something that they're able to detect
To the basement that I crept with pages that I read
Over and over again because a stage was never set
So I'll take what I can get, from loopin' this cassette
To Zoo introducin' me to studio connects
Cypherin' at every single party provin' my rep
To spewin' fluid in the booth until I'm losin' my breath
To learnin' how to properly project my voice on the mic
With emphasis on certain sentences I've chose to write
Ugh, never ending perpetual with the funk
Always contextual cause I've been conceptual from the jump
Went from instrumentals that I used to jack when I found 'em
To original production making actual albums
From choosin' a destination that's often mislead
To payin' extra out of desperation costin' us bread
But paid dues so reputation's startin' to spread
Freestyle speculation if it's off of the head
Nonbelievers start emergin' and it hurts when they're your friends
And didn't see it as flattery so at first I took offense
But now I understand and can see it for what it is
He don't got his own goals so he's leechin' along with his
And if he can't go along then he'll be bitter and bend
Cause they ain't rootin' for you if there's nothin' in it for them
Cause they don't want you to win, they probably hope for the worst
And they ain't offered a thing, but still want all of the perks
Cause I overextended and wasn't prepared to get hurt
But now I've learned the hard way and I'm aware of my worth
But first I had to get jerked to lead the mission astray
For me to step into the power I was givin' away
I went from immitatin' others with an effortless tongue
To innovatin' somethin' different that ain't ever been done
Once I found my voice I stopped tryna be someone else
Now that I'm livin' life it's like these songs have written themselves
Cause the greatest are the underdogs you wouldn't have guessed
So that's why most of you have slept, cause I'm as good as it gets
Check

The Progress (Beat by J-Love)

The Process lyrics

(Verse)
Ayo it usually starts when my passion is runnin' strong
After a Psalm from the Bible or passage from the Quran
Never felt it's message till I captured it in a song
So I grabbed the latest pad from the lab and then it was on
First I turn it to the last page in the notepad
Rehearsin' rhymes from the other day that I wrote last
Then satisfy the urge for burnin' the best sage
Set the pad down after I turn to the next page
Then start to roll up on the best of skunk
Going through different beat options as I prepped the blunt
And take my time when I decide on a track
So that my environment, current mood, and vibe will all match
But either way, it all depends on the day
And I'll always end up doing the song I'm destined to say
Then once I finally choose I'ma leap to my feet
Immediately spark the weed and loop the beat on repeat
Cause I ain't pressurin' myself to make the rhyme less fun
I'm puffin' skunk abundantly until a concept comes
Then once it does, I grab the nearest round stic Bic
And write down every potent thought in which the concept fits
So by the time I start me and the pen are once and in sync
And usually use the same one until it runs out of ink
That's why on any mic all my enlightened words are precise
Because I alway write and never typed a verse in my life
Glancin' at all the ideas that I wrote down in a row
Piecin' words together and crossin' em out as I go
But the first line is always the toughest to set the tone
Most times I know where I'm goin' with it other times I don't
But I don't force thoughts till the light prevails
And once I get passed the 4th bar it writes itself
That's when I start to rhyme with less of an outline
As syllables and letters get connected without tryin'
So I don't alway plan the path that I'll plot next
Cause most the magic is made in the actual process
Challengin' myself but I'm still in it for fun
As I'm tryna complete the verse before I finish the blunt
And if not, I ain't leavin' till what I write is done
Then repeat the same pattern and light another one
Then wake and bake to go rehearse it the next day
Set up a studio session to murder then press play
Overprepared for when I step in the booth
Then lay it down in one take on a record for you
Matter of fact there's still some ink in this pen
So I through on another track then went and did it again
And again, and again...

The Process (Beat by Havoc)

The Messenger lyrics

(Verse)
You don't want it with me man I wreck effortlessly
I was never preplanned, I was destined to be
From the day I was conceived in this blissful dream
I was practically born under the Christmas tree
As SC, just a snotty kid from the burbs
Chosen from birth to speak as God's gift to the world
Word, better yet a being of Allah's essence
The middle man sent to deliver God's message
Step into mic booths and rip apart sessions
Blessed with right jewels to spit and taught lessons
You rap but you ain't movin' your mouth at the same pace
I shake plates to move mountains and drain lakes
Light trees to celebrate the day
Give thanks, say grace, meditate to pray
I'ma rap ignore the fame and fight for my name
I'ma fast for 40 days and write through the pain
I'ma smash up on the stage and live for the day
I'ma pray on devils and let it give what it may
My ancient ancestors got me favored in the rankings
Resurrected to rap, this is ages in the making
I'm a problem, physically fitted cause God's got him
 I'm a diamond that's shinnin' after risin' from rock bottom
It's a risk, enemies get their artistry dissed
I exist far beyond any audio disc
I'm a myth, kill bomb beats then plead 5ths
Built to last like concrete between bricks
Gettin' stronger with time the longer I rhyme
Waitin' for the stars to align, it's all in the mind
The farther I climb, the devil's tryna deaden my shine
And prevent me from mine, but my God sent me a sign
It's my time, I'm coming in the physical form
To bring that real shit back, you've been officially warned
I'm traditionally spawned to teach those how to do this though
Spew beast flows with weed smoke in the studio
As you can tell I'll be killin' it all year
Wagin' multi syllable spiritual warfare
Oh yeah, I'm weedin' out the wack till they all gone
You'll get your chalk drawn just for reppin' New York wrong
It's on, you're gettin' your voice and your car stolen
By the syllable sword swingin' poisonous dart throwin'
Encore performing joints till the bar's closin'
Deliverin' the message annointed as God's chosen
Yeah, appointed as our moment
To seek justice, a destroyer of dark omens
The devil defeater when I'm stoned and I start zonin'
After greivin' with the process to cope with my heart frozen
Fuck broken, she left me shattered to pieces
Took advantage of my kindness by attackin' my weakness
Left me for dead and abandoned for no actual reasons
Which would only fuel the fire to make these classic releases
I'm talkin' masterpieces, spoken verses to capture Jesus
I'm like Canibus when he's constructin' his Master Thesis
In other words I'm aligned with my path
Incorporating God's grace mixed with science and math
Cause I've read the entire Quran text
And not once does it mention invasions and bomb threats
So while you're generalizing a whole group
I can see through the lies you disguise as your own truth
Cause your dillusional faith don't hold weight
I'ma rip this for 3 minutes straight with no breaks
Then vacate the states to seek release
Read the Guru Grand Sahib and not speak for weeks
The technique is to body you while respectin' ya
That's what you devils get for attemptin' to kill the messenger

The Messenger (Beat by Havoc)

I Got Planz (Remix) lyrics

(Verse 1)
Just cause I'm quiet doesn't mean I'm at a loss for words
I've got more rhymes than your favorite author's work
Leave the best MC's egos tossed to curbs
From the inner city streets all across the burbs
Yo, but low key so I don't floss with furs
First I read the scriptures then leave my psalms rehearsed
Plus the book of John reversed, it calms my nerves
Straight bars, no hooks, every song's a verse
Ahead of the rest, you fellas ain't a threat
Trying ta bend letters but you can tell I ain't impressed 
Better yet you're just jealous that I'm blessed
Not knowing that you are too cause you're as selfish as it gets
A sinner in jest who never repents
Is worse than intentional sinners who attempt to repent
Check, I'm leavin' nonbelievers dead on the dime
Still undefeated and been gettin' even better with time
MC's are gettin' deceitful fallin' levels behind
Conformin' their fraudulent souls to the devil's design
Dudes got beef with me cause they can see her preference is mine
And still held a grudge against me even when I declined
Damn, so every album for my fans I drop
Cause anyone who knows me as Sam can stand me not
But I'm a man amongst kids and I command my spot
So a damn I don't give cause of the plans I got

(Verse 2)
It's safe to say that I was meant for this
Paid the price up against such expensive risk
Covered the cost of losses and temper flips
Through instrumental kicks that my pencil rips
To shreds and bits, I make these other rappers wanna quit
Or consider the statement when they said that they were the shit
There's facts and opinions and when you weigh it out you'll find
Other rappers thinkin' if he can't make it, how could I?
Yet I encourage most of them to suceed
Cause wack lyrics nowadays do much better than these
But I still eat and breathe rhymes and beats made with the
SP, Diamond D, '93 Crate Diggas
Yeah, so I could spaz over fat beats
Stroll with a swag bumpin' to tracks with my flat feet
Foes in my path who wanna clash got their ass beat
Those in the past who called me trash wanna dap me
From off land I walk from out of the sand
After fallin' down again to crawlin' out from a jam
Then bounce back and watch your damn scam gone bad
So I don't give a damn, as man plans God laughs

I Got Planz (Remix) (Beat by Diamond D)

You Ain't A Spitter (Beat by Young Lord)

A New Day (IIntro) (Beat by DJ Premier)

SC Static's first publicly released mixtape "The Suburbian Truth". 18 songs of lyrical versatility and real hip hop.

The Suburbian Truth

I've Been Rhymin'

Sleep On This

Dreams To Reality

Militant Lyricist

Sam Adams Diss

Haters Ft. Jesse Castro

Running In Place

The One

Murder Rap

Sky Is The Limit

Last Minute Thoughts

Put Your Money On Me

Title track/Promo song for SC Static's upcoming solo album 'Rhyme Travelin' (Produced By Militant Marxman). 
Album coming this August!

Rhyme Travelin' (Produced By Militant Marxman)

This is the 1st single off of SC Static's next solo album - Monetary Minds (Produced By Supreme Da Almighty). Expect more videos and releases along with a full length album due by the end of March 2018.

SCStatic

Popular tracks