Verse 1:
They say when it gets mental/ then you get a breakdown/
What they really meant though/ is that you can’t break doubt/
Check what the men tow/ get the wheels braked out/
Seeing how they mend toll/ when in the lab raked ‘round/
Straight onto the next row/ for this I’m going eight count/
Gonna make some heads roll/ making them hear the bass sound/
Filling up with petrol/ then revving off the race trial/
Snatching up your headphones/ then get up in your face loud/
In the rain clouds/ like I never left home/
Couldn’t trade house/ wouldn’t ever let go/
When the waves shout/ make me want to echo/
Verbal spray rounds/ hit you with an M-Flo/
Born from a K-Town/ get on my level/
Run out a made route/ see me at end zones/
Grew from a gray child/ into a red clone/
Hear what I say now/ because I said so/

Chorus 1:
It’s like I got a million fitteds/ my mind is fitted with lyrics/
Without the limits or gimmicks/ you might be feeling imprisoned/
So while you’re sitting a listen/ -ing to the sickest of rhythms/
With the physics of prism visions, got you tripping in minutes/
I be glistening with it/ no doubt the quickest to finish/
I’m like a chicken that’s picking/ a little schism with pigeons/
No way I’m missing a digit/ check it, I’m living the business/
Until I’m thinking a little bit that I’m killing it different/

Verse 2:
Now here’s another when I’m ripping up a different line/
I’ll rear a bumper and they end up with a ticket fine/
Hit but never getting high/ sipping but my liver fine/
Distribute like/ a million times/ and slipping by/ the middle guy/
If you gonna make a turn, flip your blinker/
Before I do more than just give a finger/
See I’ll give a pass to those older than me/
And to them pretty young thangs if you know what I mean/
But you probably don’t, that’s what I’m saying/
See it’s board drawing when it’s back to the basics/
But even that got me on my wracking my brain ish/
Check where I’m booked when I’m cashing my pages/
If I got to peel low, then I got to cook quick/
Get your mind, blank it/ when I bring the kush in/
See me where the fire be upping my bed’s heat/
Laying on a mat resting ’til I get peace/

Chorus 2:
Now when I’m wrecking the reckless/ up in a tenth of a second/
When I’m in bed eating breakfast/ now that’s a hell of a weapon/
So go and check your direction/ know if the west where your left is/
‘Cause from my temper I’m better embedded next to the exit/
So when I’m sending a message/ go remember the lesson/
No need to sever connections/ keep it less than eleven/
I’m a devilish gentleman/ with the venomous elements/
Ima tell ‘em I’ll never ever just settle for anything/

Verse 3:
See me get in the zone like I don’t care/
Spark a fire, make your eyes go glare/
You keep still so how you gonna try to follow me/
It’s ugly how you wain’t where your psyche ought to be/
Now I don’t listen to anyone/ hopping my steady gun/
Flipping the heavy drums/ you really not ready son/
Sipping whatever up/ and drinking up plenty stuff/
Deliver an extra cup/ tripping already buzzed/
Who’s thinking of getting lunch/ at twelve in the noontime/
Helped by the moonshine/ yelp where the food right/
Yell like my mood high/ tell where the truth lies/
Smell being too like/ hell up in room nine/
Step to your area, bound to see L’s
Bring my chair in, lean my seat back
Give me that two, one and any in between
If you ain’t getting my rhymes, it’s ‘cause there ain’t none
Idiot

DB - Mental Breakdown

Manic running streets
Cap another piece
Rap ain't nothing, please
Ima Final Fantasy level four limit break them then I'm done
Get at me again you fill the gauge back
Reload, stock, and cock the gauge back
Me shot at you get engaged back
Taking everything laid flat, get them made planked
Speeding that slow it down flow
Getting out the way when you know that mouth go
Secrets here link open downloads
From that start God wrote that outro
Now, who gon run with it
Fiending to blow with a new one up in this
C L your ear that the dude had done lifted
So see what I can when I do in a minute
Pop that po when you here that P neigh
Twitching them fingers get a look at the DJ
Flipping the top with whatever she say
Burn for the ash and it's still the weekdays
Two and a half the legs double the weight
Swear that I'm taller, ain't nothing to play
Stuck in the race, I'm running in place
Straight up in your face, if I'm something to say it's nothing though
See in my dreams
When reality better than fantasy see yourself 
stand on an ultralight beam
Cause I guarantee sending that masterpiece and it's
Exactly as what it might be
Cause I'm practically running on batteries, no one is
Catching the things that I see
To be half of me know that you have to be, nah forget that
I stay forever, you cop a guest pass
How you flying high when you on the jet lag
Once you take a look at the drop, your neck crack
I'll knock my head back to don a Mets cap
Needle drop to set the record straight
Weekend spot, who next at heaven gate
See that Con who repped the feather that
Diaz popped, go check the welterweight
Everything around in a pit I'm incinerating
When I'm on the out getting in it's an indication
How I got a style that can rip up an innovative
Coming at you loud with a kick in a single cadence
See Ima revert to the triple
Tremors that shake the reverb from the ripple
Liquid that flows makes it burn from the middle
So pour me a sip and I'll burp that a little

El Chapo

(Dae Won) It's about to Start over
이미 너흰 Game over
내 하루 술마시고 또 Hang over
Haters 는 말해 내 랩은 Old style
"야 한번 이렇게 해봐" 새로운 New style
근데 어떡게 다 비슷해 니들은 욕해
그럴시간에 집에서 연습이나 더해 난 더해
내 스타일에서 Respect를 더해
그것만 인정받으면 오늘도 난 OK
능력과 패기 따윈 필요없어
오로지 skill과 노력만이 필요있어
이 사회에 나가봤자 피해망상
언더에서 랩하고 떳떳하게 세상에 비상
구를 찾던 애들은 집어처
이랩을 다시듣고 잘못을 뉘우처
집에가서 생각하고 행동으로 옮겨
그래도 힘들면 엄마한테 달려가서 울어

(DB) Now people take a listen/ really just wait and fit in/
Cooler than rocking away/ on a hot summer day/ with air condition/
So if your flare ain't with it/ then this the thing to do/
Just keep on keeping on and stand up like your chair is missing/
So with a pair of fitteds/ I'm 'bout to share a vision/
Let's you see things in a different light like you comparing visions/
In a way to make a living/ to acquire paper writtens/
It be better to pay a visit/ to wherever your maker's sitting/
Now no need to complicate/ just try to cop what I say/
Just go and take a minute/ to gain a rhythm/ now without stopping today/
Now leave it raw in a cage/ and forget to sing the blues/
And I ain't talking about 2NE1 when I say that Imma be popping a 'K/
So when I drop by the place/ know that Imma be stomping a face/
To get ahead from the rest of the pack 'til I'm at the top of the chase/
So it's time for chopping the cake/ and it ain't opposite day/
In a popular way/ I'll lock it in place/ leave all of ya lames/ in awe and amazed/

DB - Collabo 1 ft.Dae Won

Beat: http://soundcloud.com/jiondrums

Chorus:
See me standing there eyes are closed/
Trying to figure out what's possible/
Thinking about what's supposed to be/
When I hold a piece/ from a broken dream/

Verse 1:
Enough getting agitated/ so let me calculate it/
Does it really matter if you know what my rapper name is/
So from a flat note/ when you can't hold that/
Change it 'til you go back/ before you get mad old/
Pattern or a scheme/ know half of what I mean/
And I mean it gotta help when it's flashing on a screen/
Like when I'm typing in a key/ I'd say T Y
If you consider me even though there's nothing higher than a G/
So whether I continue or stop/ gimmick or not/
My mind is homeless but it never lives in a box/
Never long gone/ you either brewing to sell tix
Or pat riots in red socks with the way you get bossed on/
DB the A C E stronger than a K/
So with every fight I'm in, see I pop 'em everyday/
See I try to be better than the next guy/
How you gonna catch when I'm never by a red light/

Verse 2:
Now, still I never got some things right/
Even when I was younger, never the jumping type/
Looking for the reasons for me to love this life/
So I pretend that I see my name up in lights/
Shooting out gold noise/ like I had no choice/
Stop me, cut my tongue out like an old boy/
And he carry ninas, you'd probably call him Tolstoy/
Smoking five nines, you could say the kid rolls Royce/
Sitting on a seat higher than a chair/
Free swimming with your feet when flying in the air/
Try tripping to the beat straight live with the flair/
'Til they all hiding their tails/ behind biting their nails/
Pocket full of diamonds, got 'em from a robin/
Eyes blinded by the shining of the whiteness/
Off-siding by the lines but I ain't lying/
Stopped not trying 'cause it probably ain't a problem/

Verse 3:
Dropping just a little when I'm running out of breath/
Take a moment so you hearing who be coming down the steps/
Scratch a penny from a dollar and it's ninety-nine cents/
But a penny is still a penny when it's time to buy rent/
Never been a fantasy of mine to break limits/
Queensborough where the air is how I gained rhythm/
Until pigs fly, I'm prepping to be a saint/
Frankly, I'd still try to end it the easy way/
So from a last minute, half finished, hand written rhyme list/
An ad libbing, activist, bass fishing guy with/
Some pants ripping, sack kicking, passionate eyelids/
Never let another person do whatever I did/
Hanging by the side road/ Banging to the high note/
Grabbing on the mic phone/ laughing like a psycho/
But I still keep calm, see it on the insides/
From here, by there, being 'til it's midnight/

DB - C Minor Pro

Verse 1: 
It's like one of those days one of those days when you could hear the wind singing/
Strong enough, feel it a little bit sitting/
Walking like I had five years on/
Everything you might find here gone/
Even though I never really noticed it/
But to think about the weather and how cold it is/
Before my body, my mind gets lost/
Waiting if I'll ever bite the frost/
Stay remaining still, being sober/
Take the pain I feel, freeze it over/
With the way I never been around to the back/
With the ground getting cracks/ getting even colder/
Parachute with a rush of blood to the head/
Gun to the end/ live the life and run it again/
But if you were to touch my skin, you'd probably thought that I must have been dead/

Verse 2:
All zipped, can't see my skin/
Don't know if I'm able to keep my wits/
Check the white star, sinking in pieces/
Earth or heaven, not kicking the season/
Try to face north/ maybe to stay warm/
Stand and face storms/ just to wait for/
Some kind of light to be at/
But I'm too much like ice to see that/
If I'm at the age to anchor it in/
Banking on the fair weather in June or handle the shift/
Hand on my wrist/ ankle is stiff/
Right before the forearms and calves, any chance of a tick/
But if you ask what it is/ might answer like this/
Hoping even for a match on a stick/
Inside the ice box, keeping it locked/
At least I still feel the heat from the shock/

DB - 춥다(It's Cold)

http://soundcloud.com/aleeone

Verse1:
(DB) I be chilling on my own, walking the street/
Heard this song so hopped on the beat/
Spotted this chick, hotter than the heat/
But who them other people talking to she/
With her shoulders out, perfect posture/
But thing were turning awkward/
At her eyes, I was staring too much/
So when I noticed, I looked up/
Tried to play it smooth/ maybe make a move/
Careful not to make a mistake or two/
After all of that/ I'll be falling flat/
But I ain't the one that will be drawing back/
(A.Lee) Undercover like the FBI/
Mission is you, not gonna lie/
Just say yes, don't make me cry/

Verse 2:
(DB) Everything she does is straight and clean/
Simple in her everyday routine/
From brushing her teeth/ to scrubbing her feet/
To cooking food when there's nothing to eat/
To lazing around like a bum on a beach/
To bumping like any drum on a beat/
Any month or week/ that's what I'm saying/
I'm just proving the fact she's amazing/
Write this poem/ on a microphone/
Recite some more/ til it's time to go/
What I like to show/ is that I'm real/
Let's just go relax and chill/
(A.Lee) Number one like Tracy McGrady/
Girl, you got me going crazy/
Know I'll treat you like a lady/

Verse 3:
I'm standing right here with something to say/
You make my heart beat like a drum and a bass/
In front of your place/ in the sun or the rain/
I still love you the same/ I ain't running away/

DB - Nothin' on You ft.A.Lee

Chorus:
My eyes are there trying to get it straight/
But my legs about to give away/
Pulling with my arms, struggle 'til I can't/
Thinking I could move like I really can/
My eyes are there trying to get it straight/
But my legs about to give away/
Pulling with my arms, struggle 'til I can't/
Keeping with it 'til I feel it in my hands/

Verse 1:
Separated from the seven days I've been in/
Never waiting for that serenading rhythm/
Say I'm getting old/ I'll just pick and roll/
Hella hating when you check the way I'm living/
But I'm 'bout to get it on 'til I go/
I'm about to set it off, thin it close/
Pencil-paging for them second-making minutes/
I better let it get it all hit the floor/
But it ain't hard, everything I'm saying/
Just spit them bars, it ain't that amazing/
But damn it sounds right, see from the outside/
See I flip the flops and then I keep on chasing/
You'll never see me on the downtime/
Or see me chilling on that south side/
Just killing soft 'til my name be on a playlist/
Just a little leaking from this wild mind/

Verse 2:
You can never excel on any path you in for/
Groove on one note, look out the windows/
But if power points to words, your eyes go lost/
No wonder on you act sets you mike go soft/
So with a rest I'm rocking/ jumping 'til I get it popping/
Even though I never got it/ running with empty pockets/
Dealing with the same kind of thang/ I'm feeling like it ain't quite a game/
But to see it like I'm looking at it probably got you thinking 'bout the way Ima play/
Skip the next cut/ and I life my head up/
See I'll kick your left nut/ and I drink to get drunk/
So right when I'm out the gate/ the light when I found a way/
Make you resonating in the key I'm in with a violent sounding wave/
So with how I scheme just take a look at my hands/
From around the beat I make them shook where they stand/
So when you see me in the park feeding pigeons/
See me when it's getting dark eating with them/

Verse 3:
See I gun to make a K pop, I shoot to make a big bang/
One time when I was twenty-one I tried to kick a sick name/
So whatever we sung, I hit that rhyming session/
So I may be a tab low but I swear my highs are epic/
But the way that I be doing this done made me want to take a deep breath/
'Cause the way that I've been treated got me feeling kinda like a reject/
What the dog saw made me blink what I can't tell/
Outliers tipping to the point so if you think that you glad, well/
Started out multi-syllabic and then with a focus on flow/
Wordplay it, chopping it, triple it, now I don't know where to go/
Maybe just comping to play and keep running on infinite challenges/
You could say, "you just suck" but how when I'm freaking it adequate/
Six hundred twenty-six times to go hard/
Thirty-five years down and not be the best in most art/
Here, here, and here like no man ought to stop/
Punch it timeless, both hands on the clock/

DB - In My Hands

It's D-A-E-B-U/
I go by the name of DB too/
Check a living, breathing CPU/
I'm leaving you blue like BB do/
BBQ when I step in the place/
When I'm rocking my set, leave you never the same/
Been out of sync/ no time to think/
From a minor since/ to remember the name/
Been a phenom like Harvey Matt/
Got my lean on by heart attacks/
When I see far/ free fall/ beyond/ eons/
Better keep offa the artifact/
What you see here, what I got in my hands/
Between difference from a god and a man/
Picking to piss in a pot or a pan/
I levitate still when I'm locked in a trance/
Timbre, if you hear the voice in my throat/
Cancer, never had a choice or a vote/
After when you hear the noise then it won't/
Matter, hearing like a poise in a flow/
They said that I should keep developing
Resetting and getting better than every single living thing
And even then the way that they be sitting an judging and
Going with another for the hell of it/
Waste of a long nap/ chase then I fall flat/
Grapes that I call wrath/ ain't really all that/
Got my bar on when I'm locked in/
So whatever Brian may, I rock with/
Cut from a knife, sinking it deep/
Struck by a light, I'm hit by the speed/
Rough from a fight, still missing my teeth/
I'm upping at night to live in a dream/
I write like you reading a typed up paper/
Trying to see what I might do later/
Ride with the beat/ and spite I receive/
Right like when I'm beating a type of hater/
Making it connect to have it all fit/
Raised like a phoenix like a Paul did/
Or a boy that fell out from under the cork tree/
Nothing is for you, all of it for me/
Rhythm is life, life is rhythm/
Ima keep it short, yea, let's go get them/
It's been a long time/ to get my sound right/
I'm staying offline/ forgetting the outside/
See me again, see me enlightened/
Like getting a manual for taxi driving/
For the last days for a fallen soul/
But I'm never gone, man, don't ya know/

Let's dance like a future liger/
It's what I write for/
If you see me chilling, then I better see you chilling too/
And there, there, there they go, there they go ay/
They be like there, there, there they go, there they go ay/

The Dae Bu

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