No Idea (SpaceJamz x BeatsByPap remix)

RIP OZZY SIXKILLS TRIBUTE BEAT(WIP)

Frenemies

For Yo Love

Lyrics:

[chorus]
This ain't for the black mirror, this ain't for the screen,
This a real-life movie, every single scene.
They just see the highlights, nothin' in between,
Built it on my own, gotta keep my circle clean.

It ain't a matter of whether or not I got it,
It's how deep is the knot that's sittin' in my pocket.
Money so long it got rotten,
Ever seen a little turn to a lot and?

Wood grain wheel that I'm grippin' is a foreign breed,
I might take a job across the foreign seas.
Satisfy my hunger, never satisfy my greed,
Lifestyle, not a status on a black mirror screen.

Used to pray for moments like this, now it's a daily scene,
Lose the focus and it's gone like it was barely seen.
So I move in silence, let the work make the sound…
One deep, that's me—the real's dead, it's only fakes and clowns.

Turn a little to a lot, then it's overseas,
New levels, new devils, a whole new set of keys.
Gotta feed the hunger, put my mind at ease,
Yeah, this the life I lead by my own decrees.

[chorus]
This ain't for the black mirror, this ain't for the screen,
This a real-life movie, every single scene.
They just see the highlights, nothin' in between,
Built it on my own, gotta keep my circle clean.

Black Mirror

[Chorus]
They say it's evil, but it's the only thing I trust,
This paper is my gospel, turnin' demons into dust.
Some people pray for miracles, I pray the numbers double,
I love money, 'cause it loves me out of trouble.

[Verse 1]
I-- Love-- Money!
It's the only thing that never asked me for nothin'.
I love Money!
hundres, 50's and twenties...
paper counter is my clock every hour tiks n toks...
and not the type that you would thought,
i mean you would think, money leave as fast as it comes, in a blink...
But I built this shit to last, so fuck what you think.

[Chorus]
They say it's evil, but it's the only thing I trust,
This paper is my gospel, turnin' demons into dust.
Some people pray for miracles, I pray the numbers double up,
I love money, 'cause it loves me out of trouble.

[Verse 2]
Hate it or love it, the underdog is on the throne,
I built this shit myself, with every brick and every stone.
Had to learn to walk this lonely road I'm on alone,
The only real connection's through a speaker on the phone.
They talkin' loud, but I can't hear 'em from this altitude,
My character is solid, check my fuckin' attitude.
They see the celebration, not the pain and solitude,
I did it for my people, that's my endless gratitude.

[Chorus]
They say it's evil, but it's the only thing I trust,
This paper is my gospel, turnin' demons into dust.
Some people pray for miracles, I pray the numbers double,
I love money, 'cause it loves me out of trouble.

[Outro]
Brick by brick...
Stone by stone...
Yeah.
The real's dead... it's only fakes and clowns...
So I'ma die on this throne.
Alone.

MONEY

VOODOO [INSTRUMENTAL]

Make 'Em Say Ugh Remix

[Verse 1]
No politics, no pageantry, no follow this,
I operate on beats with surgical hollow-tips.
movin with love, 'cause every single seed of hate you sow,
Comes back ten fold-- watchin' bitter gardens get grown.
We all just wanna eat, we all kneadin' the same dough,
So what's the point of envy when we all tryin' to escape lows?
I've had day-one partners treat me closer than my kin.
It's a bitter pill to swallow, but you let the lesson in,
either hit or miss, never know where to begin.
so take all of that--
understand the reason for the fallin' back,
Once that line is severed, ain't no callin' back.

[Chorus]
Yeah, the only rule I'm livin' by is stayin' true,
'Cause when nothin' else is real, at least that much is you.
They'll sell you out for silver, trade your word for something new,
So stay true to yourself if nothin' more, just see it through.

[Verse 2]
I was sittin' there, waitin' for a sign or for a crack
In the ceiling, but the truth is that the ceiling don't react.
You gotta be the lightning, you gotta plan the attack,
This world ain't givin' handouts, that's a universal fact.
That dream you got is just a corpse until you give it breath,
You gotta chase it 'til you're face to face with life or death.
It's a marathon of focus with no time to catch a rest,
Putting everything you are to the ultimate test.

[Chorus]
Yeah, the only rule I'm livin' by is stayin' true,
'Cause when nothin' else is real, at least that much is you.
They'll sell you out for silver, trade your word for something new,
So stay true to yourself if nothin' more, just see it through.

[Bridge]
Life's too short to carry weight that isn't yours,
Too short to re-open already closed doors.
They want the benefits without the fuckin' wars,
So I just cut the cord... and settle for something more.

[Outro]
Stay true.
If nothin' more...
Just stay true.
Yeah.

issues

[Chorus]
They sell illusions, but the truth is in the pain,
The music is the flood that's here to wash away the rain.
This ain't a movie script, this is the life, this is the way,
It's a marathon we're running each and every day.

[Verse 1]
Ain't waiting for nothing to happen,
Gotta make the world react, I'm the captain.
Got dreams of coming up, action,
Hard work is the only road to satisfaction.
This is the movie, watch how we moving,
Got nothin' left to nobody that I'm provin'.
Spit ammunition like it was from a Uzi,
The way I direct the scene, call me Scorsese in a Coogi.
Nigga what happened, you thought we was losing?
Now the top is what we're choosin', in a drop-top we're cruisin'.
Just had to listen n get all in tune wit,
The marathon blueprint

[Chorus]
They sell illusions, but the truth is in the pain,
The music is the flood that's here to wash away the rain.
This ain't a movie script, this is the life, this is the way,
It's a marathon we're running each and every day.

[Verse 2]
The music, it is a fluid, intruding all in your brain,
Illusion is all that they're saying, the truth is all in the way...
By the way you be using all of your days,
'Cause you can't choose all of your pain, whether to lose, whether to gain.
Fell in the blues, so hell ain't the same,
Your check is blue, my shit is flame.
Don't get confused, this ain't no gang...
This is life. This is a way.

[Chorus]
They sell illusions, but the truth is in the pain,
The music is the flood that's here to wash away the rain.
This ain't a movie script, this is the life, this is the way,
It's a marathon we're running each and every day.

[Outro]
The Marathon...
This is a way...
Yeah.

The Marathon

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