Stix's 2nd Solo Release. Songs recorded between 2006-2007.

Hip-Hop's Superman (2006-2007)

This one is going out to all the dreamers and future entrepreneurs of the world, those who have their eyes on the prize, don't let the naysayers, the person running our country, or the hoochies out there wanting a quick fix slow ya down...Get to the money first and the rest will follow! Blow Tha Money is a track previously recorded in 2010.

LYRICS:
*INTRO*
What are you doin' tonight?
Wanna buy me and my girlfriends some drinks?
Wanna go out? NO!
So let's stay IN, and let our WOUNDED HEARTS, motivated our grind!

*HOOK*
Let's make lots of money
Let's make lots of dough
Then I'll find you hunny
And let that money go
And just blow it, blow it...
And blow it, blow it...(x7)

*VERSE 1*
Whatcha looking at me fo? Steal it if you fucking can
I'm about my paper yo, feel it in your fucking hands
Got no time for cupid's bow, time to make them understand
Turn up your damn audio, and let me be your fucking man
Show me all your cardio, yea that right there is what I need
You're looking good from head-to-toe...Another hungry mouth to feed
You're a queen, I-da-hoe, Nah, I'm the king and you just know
What I need and I what I like, now drop it down to the floor
Turnpike, I'm new in town, at my height, I'm always found
With my strength, I can't be bound, I'll turn your frown upside-down
I'll throw it up, let you drown in XTC and your own sound
Sound of pleasure at the sound of speed whatcha got girl is what I'll feed on
Move along if you got that gold-digger type mind
Cause I'm that gentlemen, that bad boy, that balance so hard to find
My talents are astrodyne, off the charts, but not out of line
So let's stay IN, and let our WOUNDED HEARTS, motivated our grind!

*HOOK*

*VERSE 2*
History of an unsolved mystery, gonna take a lot to get me
If you got an issue with me, better grab a tissue sissy (Waaaaaa!)
Beats so dirty and so filthy, whiskey all up in my kidney
Money always on my mind, hunnies always feelin' frisky
Busy, I pursue dreams with grind, skyline of the perfect city (ATX)
I'm the dude that's first in line, you're left yelling "PICK ME, PICK ME!"
Yea, fool, you sound like Whitney, trash ass shit like lots of hickies
I'm innocent, you're proven guilty, you make a cent, when I make fifty
It's imminent, you "fellas" just can't phase me...
Born Dec. 4th like Jay-Z
Stole your princess and your lady, it's not my fault and it don't phase me
Ain't no biggie, just writin' history, leave now, guarantee you'll miss me
I stay in memory cause I'm a mystery, "Magic Kingdom" call me Walt Disney
Cause I'm the "key" to this here "mic"...Construe rhymes quickly: Dynamite
Meaning I'm the Mic key, you're the Minnie, and this right here's that hard Snow White
7 Dwarfs, 7 days...Voice so hoarse from all these plays
Please endorse my wicked ways, call "The Source" and let's get paid!

*HOOK*

*VERSE 3*
Once I get it no time to waste, time to blow it like purple haze
She's posted up in the club, skirt low with her panties laced
I don't know bout you dawg, but I can't help but blow that money
Take her out, figure out, if she's flexible yea...like Gumby...
I'm bout that green, ya'll can't flow, half as good as these Southern boys
A simple yes, that means green, that means go, these some big boy toys
Texas Cowboy dosey doe, all them Florida girls...Yep, they know
When I roll home, it's time to party, stayin' up till about 4:30
Parents mad...I can't help it, let me say sorry in advance
It's hard to leave and hard to breathe when I see shorty there in them pants
Hey there girl, "wanna dance with a star", yea I'm A.B.C
ALL.BOUT.CUTTIN', all bout lovin', always have been, and will always be
You want one? I got a dozen, You want two? Ahhh that's nothing!
I'll buy me one, buy me two, one for me, and one for Sue 
{Who?} Ahhh no one babe, don't you worry all expenses paid
I'm here on stage, this my business, cause there's a fortune to be made!

*HOOK*

*OUTRO*
Don't blow it (x6)
Damn, had to buy my own drinks tonight!

*BLOW THA MONEY same lyrics as VERSE 3 above*

Let$ Make Lot$ Of Money - Blow Tha Money | Released 2006-2007

*VERSE 1* (Stix)
Who's the slacker? That's me...I'm antisocial
But who's the rhyme king with the gangsta vocal?
I have a girl so...I got the hole package
Rap, money, and a bitch...Nothing much I lack bitch
Let me tell you how this started...Back in 1990
I was 3 years old...Watchin that poppin hiney
On the Soul Train fuckers...Chugga chugga chew
And as I grew that shit just started to brew
I'm a nuisance now...I'm a cracka on the prowl
Nothing can take me down...Cause I never listen now
Parents are confused...Girls don't have a clue
By the end of the day...All I have is you
Not you the one bumpin this...You the stationary
The paper and the pen...I'd gladly like to marry
But until the day comes...That they understand me
I'm just another white rapper...I'm fuckin crazy

*HOOK* (Stix)
Here's a tip for you...I'm Craz E man
From my roots I had it in me...Understand?
People sayin:
(Rachel)
He's Craz E, He's Craz E
(Stix)
I'm hearing:
(Rachel)
He's Craz E, He's Craz E
D.D.D.Damn bitch!...Who's the man
HaHaHa no laughin man:
(Rachel)
He's Craz E, He's Craz E
I'm Craz E, I'm Craz E

*VERSE 2* (Stix)
Oh damn I don't know...Lets go to 96
10 years old...Soon to be makin the hits
Fresh Prince...back again..."Big Willie Style"
I was bangin that on my tape deck for a little while
Had the rhythm since then, but just never gave in
Then I moved to the Dirty Coast...Struck a nerve again
This time it was the "Gramma"...That first Nelly drop
I gave into my hand...My boys tellin me to hop
On the track, line for line, words kept flowing from my mind
80 songs in 2 years...Didn't waste any damn time
Got the truth, got my feelins out in each one of my songs
Overcast took 2 years, but its story lives on
You can call it legend...Call it the start
I just hope what I say somehow relates to your heart
Word of mouth got out...Some hated, some liked
My shit is getting so hot and I'm lovin the hype

*HOOK* (Stix)
Here's a tip for you...I'm Craz E man
From my roots I had it in me...Understand?
People sayin:
(Rachel)
He's Craz E, He's Craz E
(Stix)
I'm hearing:
(Rachel)
He's Craz E, He's Craz E
D.D.D.Damn bitch!...Who's the man
HaHaHa no laughin man:
(Rachel)
He's Craz E, He's Craz E
I'm Craz E, I'm Craz E

*VERSE 3* (Stix)
I think my head gettin' big from all the fuss
I'm getting mad feedback...Feel out of lust
Into love with this rap game...They callin me loco
Went from slow into fast man...Different flow
Oh no...What the fuck is going on?
I'm Two-Toned bitch...I'm always so right and so wrong
Ladies adore me...And I don't know why
Some sayin I'm cocky...But I'm always so shy
Guess it's confidence mixed up with modest
Collab me up...I only work with the hottest
Clever Conscience, 2SyCc, Billy B.A. and KruZ
We headed straight to the top cause there's not time to lose
I just write a new verse...Buy a new hurst
I'm killin the game if it hurts I'm callin a nurse
To come check me out...And I don't even gotta ask
She don't even wanna pass...Girl here's a little cash

*HOOK* (Stix)
Here's a tip for you...I'm Craz E man
From my roots I had it in me...Understand?
People sayin:
(Rachel)
He's Craz E, He's Craz E
(Stix)
I'm hearing:
(Rachel)
He's Craz E, He's Craz E
D.D.D.Damn bitch!...Who's the man
HaHaHa no laughin man:
(Rachel)
He's Craz E, He's Craz E
I'm Craz E, I'm Craz E

Craz-E | Released 2006

2-Hour Set Of Stix's Favorite Recordings / Tracks

Get Away | Released 2007

Minds Well | Released 2007

*VERSE 1*
Steps on who I am...#1...I'm Craz-E
Check...#2...I'm hot...And don't say maybe
Check...#3...I leave all you damn haters stunned
All the rest penniless...and of course they want some!
You know you Crave Me...Yes, God can't save me
I'm gone so baby...Yell when you're ready
Keepin' it steady...I never get shaky
Some call me Shady...But don't you rate me
I can do that...I'm a damn 1 0hhh
I can rate her...She a dime...Best know!
I never ever stop...I threw away the rock
Got my pop thinkin that he needs to take my lock
Off the damn door...What am I doin'?
I'm pursuin' my music...And pursuin' my woman
I ain't losin'...I'm comin' for the #1 spot
And when I get there...You haters will drop
Now turn shit up...Just lil bit
Pop that shit up...Ass get in tune with it
I'm the master...You're disaster
Listening to stuff that's not me...I'm gonna grab ya!

*HOOK*
Run faster...Nah, I won't blast ya
Got what it is to make you kids go rapper
Live a long life, hit the bars tight
Spit these hooks like...I might, never hide
Never hide the truth...I bring it to the booth
I'm a youth, but shoot...I'll prove what I do
Look at me homey, Look at me dawg
Ya'll maybe laughin...But I'm the damn boss

*VERSE 2*
Brush, floss, bling...I do the damn thing
Got the "S" clean...Hangin' from my chain
I never start the pain...That shit's not my game
Rather hit them like rain...Word by slang
Stix is the name...So you better recognize
Rapper of the Year...Best apologize
You see my eyes...Yea, they set on a dream
And my dream is this girl and a damn pinky ring
I do my thing...and she does it too
She sayin I'm white...But what that got to do
With my talent, you know...I bring it where I go
But I'd rather have this girl show me some more
I got her, she mine...Holy shit I'm lucky
I'm all over, I'm swingin'...She callin' me monkey
Money on my mind...But I ain't got shit
But I'll keep doin it and she'll inspire the hit

*HOOK*

*VERSE 3*
The pleasure's been mine, I'll always go the hardest
Past your bedtime,but I ain't lathargic
Or retarded...So don't hate...
I don't wait to speed up, uh uh...I go straight
Always late...Yet my flows on time
Spit these damn words...Yet another damn rhyme
Time to shine haters...Time to make you blind
Then all you'll hear...Go to your ears through your mind
I am kind yes, I am blessed, oh
Rarely stressed, no...But when I am, go
Cause when I lose it, I tend to prove it
I'll be there for you...I'm all over this music

*HOOK*

*VERSE 4*
I've swam through chaos, still many rivers to cross
Insurmountable odds, but opportunity knocks
Can't let life put you on pause so my paws to the ground
Bobcat winnin' at all costs in a game full of clowns
All I want is applause, all I want is my crown
With every win comes a loss, with every loss I feel down
But now the pressure's made me beat sick, my precious is the rhetoric
Look how far you've come Stix, you're soon to be ahead of it!
Fame is not a yardstick to measure your stature...
So I'll reign with my words cause the truth always matter
My brain has been woke...It's time for the next chapter
I'm hangin' up my cloak and I'm grabbin' my dagger

*HOOK*

Never Hide | 2007 Release

*INTRO*
You know what I rep!
Saint A, Florida (904)
Austin, Texas (512)

In this country you gotta make the money first
Then when you get the money, you get the POWER
Then when you get the POWER, THEN you get the WOMAN!

*HOOK*
Yes, I plead the 5th...They're all just tellin fibs
I'm strugglin' with this...who else I gotta convince
Here is the evidence, there is a higher bein'
I'm no liar, this is me, there's a fire that I'm conceilin'
My desire is for the hearin', even those that are feelin'
There is no need for this fearin'...I am speakin' the truth
The whole truth, nothin' but the truth, so help me God
I fought to tell the plot of this life...This is all I got...
POWER!

*VERSE 1*
I'ma tell you now...Ain't no holdin' out
Ain't no secrets kept...No talkin' out the side my mouth
3 eyes, one back their head...Seein' what's been said
We've fallen into their web, behind the scenes they're seeing red
Red rum, bloody murder, dead ones called insane
It really seems that a death premediates the fame
Money begets money the industry's all a game?
Like puppets they pull the strings, medications the blame
For another lost thug now, brushed under the rug
How can you see a new view without ever turnin' around? Wow!
Pow, powerful being equipped with powerful hearin'
Got an ear for the music...Perfection is what I'm bringin'
The angels above are singin', the demons are sick of schemein' me
Into their evil plots cause what I got, I got from God...
And they're all just plain jealous, sellin' us like them fellas
Who always seem to hate but all talk like they're cinderellas
Aren't ya'll some princesses...Dressed up in prom dresses?
Guess you're ready to get fucked and learn some life lessons!
Thank God for all my blessins, thank these beats for these confessions
The heavens, the land, the sea will all claim me as their obsession!  

*HOOK*
Yes, I plead the 5th...They're all just tellin' fibs
I'm strugglin' with this...who else I gotta convince
Here is the evidence, there is a higher bein'
I'm no liar, this is me, there's a fire that I'm conceilin'
My desire is for the hearin', even those that are feelin'
There is no need for this fearin'...I am speakin' the truth
The whole truth, nothin' but the truth, so help me God
I fought to tell the plot of this life...This is all I got...
POWER!

*VERSE 2*
Some are born into the power: controllin' human life
If you go against it you'll be sure to pay the price
We'll hear it in the news..."A celebrity suicide..."
Eyes wide as they throw the 3 up, triangular mesmerized
A pyramid scheme: the top sells lies down to the peasants
Their eyes upon the prize: your energy, image, and presence
They took the puppet by the strings told you to follow directions
Provided you your dream, yet their syringes are infectious
Money, pussy, and drugs, the women as hot as lava...
There's no limit to ways they'll give you a ruthless offer
Nowadays power's the media, power's a concert
Using mostly money instead of talent to conquer
And while we wanna be legends, something greater than ourselves...
When passions turn to profits...Is our souls really worth this wealth?
I do this for the love, to hold in sickness and in health
They're trapped inside the game where art's admired but also dealt
Help! Help! They wanna escape! Their mind is going mental!
Death by accident...is it purely coincidental?
Tears from all the fans, can't blame 'em for being sentimental
You thought they had it all, now they can't live to their potential...

*HOOK*

*OUTRO*
Don't fall victim to the POWER and the tempations around you
Create your own POWER, harness your own talent, your own energy
Focus on one thing...Gettin' that money...
Then comes the fame, then comes the women, then comes the POWER
YOUR POWER! (Hahaha)
Every Word Counts
Knoxx (Knoxx) on the beat!

POWER (Prod. By Knoxx) | 2007 Release

*INTRO*
Get it up, Get it up...Oh!

*VERSE 1*
Alright ladies first...Bitch aren't you lucky!
I live in the marsh where its wet and murky
We hooked up, broke up...Now you don't call my celly
You tell me that you're sick, but we all know your healthy
Lord have mercy, you're fightin' so dirty
You're dirty in the sheets, but you are not worthy!
Always in a hurry to move on, so go girl
Take off my Magic Jersey hang it on the damn door
On your way out, I doubt, we'll ever be
But getting past you is gonna take it all out of me
At 11:30 we would club everyday...See..
The drinks kept coming until our stance feel steady
Gettin' you hot and sweaty, I'm silent and deadly
May appear quiet, but I'm sharp, machetti
You were ready for love, but then you changed your mind
Words spoke louder than actions...and I needed a sign...

*HOOK*
To get past you girl...Can't be hard to do
To get past you girl...Ain't gotta fucking clue
Bouta get nasty girl...Turn shit back on you
Cause yous a has been girl and we're fucking through!
To get past you girl...Might be hard to do
To get past you girl...Ain't gotta fucking clue
Bouta get nasty girl...Turn shit back on you
Cause yous a has been girl and we're fucking through!

*VERSE 2*
To get past you girl I may need some powers
And I remembered us dancin' to the darkest hours
And when we woke up, showered, hung up the towels
We'd go our different ways till the midnight growls
But now you hung me up and I'm sick and tired
Of your lying ass excuses, but I really admire when ya
Get it up, Get it up...Oh!
Get up on me and show some love...you know?
But now you gone...around no more
Never disrespected you, but you stole my flow
Know, most of yall act the same, only change is your garments
Filled my heart with hate, I gotta find another compartment
The apartments I use to stay at will never be the same
I tried to fight through the pain, but ended up racking my brain
Pouring another champagne glass and toasting to us
Cause I miss you girl, when will it be enough...

*HOOK*

*VERSE 3*
Here we go slut, another turn of events
You pushed me away...Now you just want to be friends?
With fighting fists? Nah...With benefits? Guess so
So now I'll never know when...You really mean this
Well check it...Stix is ticked...Now ya just a brick
Another building for my wall...That be tall as shit
And if you make another mistake that'll be it
I'm done with your ass just like a loogy, spit!
And I admit that I'm pissed, but you messed as hell
Most of my old shit yep...It be nice and swell
But then I learned the deal that dem girls will kill
Now when I feel a bit angry...My mind goes ill
I chill in one place, trapped, but my hand still moves
Across the paper, but my heart is the one that'll choose
Not my mind...So I guess I'm fucking stuck with you
Cause you got something girl and I don't know what to do...

*HOOK* (x2)

*OUTRO*
This is going out...
To all those guys out there with crazy ass girlfriends, know what I'm sayin'?
The ones that you love to hate. The ones that are always there...
But at the same time are always in your hair, know what I'm sayin'?
Psh! To get past you girl...might be hard to do...

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To Get Past You | 2006 Release

*INTRO*
Yea, V1 the Producer!
Austin, Texas...This Is STIX!
Every Word Counts! Brain Ninjazz...BNE!
My boy Sevo on the track from Saint A, Florida!
What up boy! EWC! 512 to the 904!
Underestimated and hated, lyrical underrated:
DREAM-TEAM! Check it...

*HOOK* (Stix)
Pitted, pitted, pitted against all
I gotta spit it, get it, prove it to all of y'all
Acquitted on all charges, but murder these bars
Admit it, fitted on, head-noddin', yea these ours
We stars, yea, we start where the rest gon finish
We flip these charts, now they aren't the same digits
We left our hearts on the beats of these bridges
And jumped right off til we fall right in this business

*VERSE 1* (Stix)
Check it, heavenly father, walkin' on felony waters
Wreckin', all of my product, til they recognize and they order-
up all of this music, fuck, I'm bout to lose it
My mind is too enthused, it imploded upon the people, the ooze
Drips off the steeple, the news broadcasts the evil
But love will strike it down with the knife of the medieval
Chivalry, I'm a lethal arson, pardon the martian 
Who sneaks up out this verse, the universe has a problem
Still human, but I'm a mutant, don't fit in with the prudent
Yup they so stupid, nuisance, graduate then move it students
Money will come in faster, but these loans a damn pollutant
I owe so much to the institution I'll be old, my execution
Won't flow quite the same, the fame don't really care
Would rather you understand words as soon as they hit the ear
Appreciate and adhere to my plan to stand in my own place
Take a peak into the raw, let it cook, now give me more space
I think, therefore I am real, that's my introduction
Unique upon the track, a talented ass production
Corruption will all dissolve and my flaws will soon evolve
To the man I'm suppose to be, for now just let me be

*HOOK* (Stix)
Pitted, pitted, pitted against all
I gotta spit it, get it, prove it to all of y'all
Acquitted on all charges, but murder these bars
Admit it, fitted on, head-noddin', yea these ours
Pitted, pitted, pitted against all
I gotta spit it, get it, prove it to all of y'all
Acquitted on all charges, but murder these bars
Admit it, fitted on, head-noddin', yea these ours
We stars, yea, we start where the rest gon finish
We flip these charts, now they aren't the same digits
We left our hearts on the beats of these bridges
And jumped right off til we fall right in this business

*VERSE 2* (Sevo)

*HOOK* (Stix)
Pitted, pitted, pitted against all
I gotta spit it, get it, prove it to all of y'all
Acquitted on all charges, but murder these bars
Admit it, fitted on, head-noddin', yea these ours
We stars, yea, we start where the rest gon finish
We flip these charts, now they aren't the same digits
We left our hearts on the beats of these bridges
And jumped right off til we fall right in this business

*OUTRO*
Fallin' deeper in love
Won't stop til we're above
Floatin' high with God's angels
Gotta work all of these angles
Fallin' deeper in love
Won't stop til we're above
Floatin' high with God's angels
Thankful for all my singles...

Pitted Against All (Feat. Sevo) (Prod. By V1)

*INTRO*
Today I propose a bold new solution for peace...
One that would use a force more powerful than any before
A force dedicated to the good of all man-kind
A force known to all as SUPERMAN!

*HOOK* (x2)
I’m the S…The best…M…C…And know that
Until my death, I won’t rest…Until I make the world see
And free their minds from the stress…I’ll do whatever I can
I’m a bird…I’m a plane…I’m Hiphop’s Superman

*VERSE 1*
I'm not your stereotypical southern rapper cause I start a ripple
That trickles the water then gets bigger little by little
My bars are a riddle, this beat is a fiddle
I'm tryin to escape to the top...Forget this unpredictable middle
And settle on this earth as the first rapper who is who he is
Whose mission it is to interupt the politics of this biz
To sneak in, make them believe...And preach to these kids
Lay it out, the game becomes a sinsational hit
And if I ever get gold...I'll have to move away from this shit
Cause many have proved the bigger the head the less a lyricist one is
And through this the rappin' game becomes a ruin
So I just follow my Lois Lane and let love do the doing
Let me rid the discrimination that plaques our talented nation
Station myself as the hero and get the most admiration
For startin' a revolution that riddens the mass polution
Becomin' the sickest whose flows are hardest and speak a solution

*HOOK* (x2)
I’m the S…The best…M…C…And know that
Until my death, I won’t rest…Until I make the world see
And free their minds from the stress…I’ll do whatever I can
I’m a bird…I’m a plane…I’m Hip-Hop’s Superman

*VERSE 2*
I told you like I told you so, there’s no secrets
I’m just a normal guy, above average rapper on speakers
They seek us, the heroes, the abnormal…They turn against us
I was born to be lyrical so here’s to all the bitches
Who I only wanna to save but I’m who they want to learn
By cutting me up to pieces to find out what makes me turn
A learner with a heart and a mind, A new breed...
To succeed cause my strength leads other MC’s to greed
They long and need my super speed, this vision, and this flight
You can’t fight the right…Cause what I write’s embedded in my sight
It’s what I see that’s makes this product of my spoken abilities
This X-Ray vision mimics me but it shows me what I want to see
This life, the ambitions, and all these beautiful women
I report on the issues, try to save the world from sinnin'
And I'm just beginning, can't see me yet...Clark Kent disguise
I might not look like a rapper, but on the inside you’ll recognize

*HOOK* (x2)
I’m the S…The best…M…C…And know that
Until my death, I won’t rest…Until I make the world see
And free their minds from the stress…I’ll do whatever I can
I’m a bird…I’m a plane…I’m Hip-Hop’s Superman

*VERSE 3*
My genes have been encoded...My homeland exploded
With hatred and evil these people are afraid and I know it
I’ve been sent to spread my message, my rhymes are locked and are loaded
Fire spittin' eyes...If it’s hot, shit...Then know I wrote it
Out the booth, bulletproof cause what's leaded just can’t strike
Despite your repeated tries what you write...Can’t top mine
I won’t die...One of a kind...The diamond "S" in  her mind
Cause I'm a ladies best friend with my own hustle and shine
Right now I'm Smallville, but it's better than Krpyton
Metropolis is my future, Daily Planet with my writ-ton's
And I'm so gone, up, up, and away, yea, yea with superspeed
I'm flyin' til my Doomsday, until I leave a legacy
No villans can defeat me, not a Lex (Luther) or a Cyborg...
I'm steps away from my Fortress of Solitude, step on-board
Let Every Word Count…Let these temptations be stopped
Let my enemies feel my power, as I throw this kryptonite rock

*HOOK* (x4)
I’m the S…The best…M…C…And know that
Until my death, I won’t rest…Until I make the world see
And free their minds from the stress…I’ll do whatever I can
I’m a bird…I’m a plane…I’m Hip-Hop’s Superman

Hip-Hop's Superman (Remastered) | Released 2007

*INTRO*
Streets are lonely...Drinks are heavy...I95 speedin
From World Gulf...To State Road 16...And over the railroad tracks to King and across to 4 mile
Then down past 207, Vilano Bridge and Mendez High off 206
To the MarineLand and Hammock Dunes on the edge of town before you enter the 386
Over to A1A...The Lighthouse, Cresent Beach Island and the alligator invested marshes of the intercoastal
This is my town...I am the King...The King Of Saint A

*HOOK*
When they go downtown...Oldest city in the nation
I'm the king of Saint A...Number 1 Vaca destination
Lay back and enjoy waitin...This is relaxation
I'm the king of Saint A...And this is my damn station
I'll take you thru my city son, yea, the city of age
I'll take you thru my city son, yea, the city of age
I'll take you thru my city son, yea, the city of age
They call it Saint A...Oldest city in the nation

*VERSE 1*
Bored? No entertainment?...Pop my disc in
Feel the vibrations between this word and this one
I done went and kissed one right on the cheek
Catch me asleep at the peak of dawn but awake every night of the weak
When shit goes down...In the 1st settled town
Give me a peak of what's down...And I'll give you my crown
Girl...The goldest member of them all...Yep
I'm the biggest king that you've seen thus far
This the biggest fling, strongest shot at the bar
Catch me in a SUV...Too tall for the car
Ridin down the beach, sunset...Lookin at all the hot broads
Cause these Florida girls got my other mind thinkin
These waters aren't safe but I'm the lifeguard this weekend
I'm the beacon that sweeps the sky...From the black and white colored tower
I'm that foo drivin round looking for something to do for an hour
Till I finally find the spot...Cheers to the parkin lot Ha!

*HOOK*
When they go downtown...Oldest city in the nation
I'm the king of Saint A...Number 1 Vaca destination
Lay back and enjoy waitin...This is relaxation
I'm the king of Saint A...And this is my damn station
I'll take you thru my city son, yea, the city of age
I'll take you thru my city son, yea, the city of age
I'll take you thru my city son, yea, the city of age
They call it Saint A...Oldest city in the nation

*VERSE 2*
Workin good under pressure cuttin thru the traffic jams
Workin at Blockbuster guess I'm good...(Pause) Good with my hands
Touchin all types of boxes, all types of sets
Catch me in the neighborhood with the BMDubs and Corvettes
Lets just take a minute...So you catch your breath
Once you step into Saint A...It's like you never even left
It's in you till the death...(Pause) Some call it the steps
That they come back to climb when it's truly time to rest
Until then we just bless...Find a church on every corner
The bank's across the street invest or pick a loaner
Got more green than a stoner the island of spendin paper
Find you a hunny at the beach, take her out to club later
US1 is what she favors...Straight shot to her favorite places
It's a long stretch of highway...I love seein their faces

*HOOK*
When they go downtown...Oldest city in the nation
I'm the king of Saint A...Number 1 Vaca destination
Lay back and enjoy waitin...This is relaxation
I'm the king of Saint A...And this is my damn station
I'll take you thru my city son, yea, the city of age
I'll take you thru my city son, yea, the city of age
I'll take you thru my city son, yea, the city of age
They call it Saint A...Oldest city in the nation

*HOOK*
When they go downtown...Oldest city in the nation
I'm the king of Saint A...(Pause) Always stayin out late and
Gettin my payment, chillin with those hunnies
I'm the king of Saint A...What else you expect from me
Welcome to my town...Oldest city in the nation
I'm the king of Saint A...Number 1 Vaca destination
Lay back and enjoy waitin...This is relaxation
I'm the king of Saint A...And this is my damn station

King Of Saint A (Remastered) (Prod. by D.V.us) | Released 2006

*VERSE 1*
Let me rip a new one for you motherfuckin' school rats
Who wanna talk, but are weighed down with your bookbags
Feelin' down cause they go and clown and call you some fags
Wanna fit in, but they tell you mind your own beeswax!
Listen to these facts, don't let life fall between these cracks
You tell every wise-ass go settle back and relax...
Listen to these tracks, what you're keepin' in "raps"
You gotta voice too don't let them make you keylapse
Use that key to lock traps, capture 'em in their own laughs
Flip it on 'em, get to bombin', til they understand your path
Fuck math, fuck cash, this here is pass-ion!
This is your bar graph so go and get your bars on
They got a fake gun...motherfuckin' super-soaker...
You got the real one...motherfuckin' thought provoker!
And they don't know ya...least not yet...
But it's bout time they show ya a little bit of respect
You stick your neck out, they might just stick theirs out too
But if they don't they're a just giraffe stuck in an fucking igloo
Closed-minded...How did I find this ability they call rhyme?
It's just my way of speakin when they use to pay me no mind
Don't follow all their signs, go and create a new path...
Always do you and always just be grateful for what YOU have!
Yea...yea...
Motherfuckin' bullie ass, killin' your dream motherfuckers shit!

*VERSE 2*
Let me start off by saying that I'm not a lady hater...
Just been played too many times so I'm here to return the favor
She's a little heartbreaker, often times they're some fakers...
So this one's going out there to all my fellow skirt chasers!
Don't bear false witness against thy neighbor, never commit adultery
But almost always date older, those younger girls, they still haunt me
Dressin' in clothes so sultry, tryin' to grab attention
Where's the loyalty anymore between a man and woman?
This shit's beyond comprehension, why's she so hard to understand?
Leavin' you filled with apprehension, she has the upper-hand
She'll go as far as she can, thinkin' what you know won't hurt ya
But I'll be damned if another bitch takes advantage of my good nature
Don't make me hate-cha! Keep your eye on any scandalous behavior...
One thing I've learned is they just want ya when they tell ya they wanna "date ya"
Getcha in bed and before ya know it, they'll be spreadin' their LEGislature
Then they're onto the next one, don't believe me? Let's make a wager
For every girl sayin' see ya later, I'll give you a cent...
By the time you hit a dollar Obama will still be President...
Here's your "Change"...I feel ya pain...we're all in this game of love together
That's why I stick to my own thang...cause it's business before some pleasure
It'll go on like a broken record until you learn things the hard way
Your heart strings will parlay until you've found the queen of the par-tay!
Hey, hey...yea...
Motherfuckin' hoochie ass, givin' your dick disease ass bitches shit!

Bullies & Hoochies | 2007 Release

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