soulsurplus with thomas wyman https://soundcloud.com/teedubzone

open open up the mind
wander wander till you find
superficial all the time
sippin on the orange rines

how can life be worth a dime
i just wanna show them mine
i ain’t ever toed the line
soul searchin so divine

show us new ways to remind
how other people have their lives
we’re constant runners back in time
tryna mend what’s set in line

swing through life by vine by vine
nowhere to go but fall behind
pretend your conscience is a crime
just get lost in the paradigm


I think this world is not for us
we hardly fit the mold in dust
yet here we are, let’s not discuss
cuz i feel safer when i’m concussed

the situations just non-plus
but i ain’t gonna be superfluous
we got no choice we kinda stuck 
with the life we live even when jt sucks

so fuck it i’ll just go and thrust
some bitch behind a charlotte russe
throw my morals in the trash
end my like while it’s still rash

surely they will see me
surely they can hear me
unfortunately not cuz they got too much
soul surplus



My soul surplus,
Deep as river,
I short circuit,
When I’m worked up
We in the fields,
We feel shivers
When the wind come rushing in the valley,
We hustle in the valley, 
Man I love seeing my mother in the valley,
I love it where I’m at
I’m never be where I’m gonna be,
I guess I’m just Becoming like my dad,
Soul cirque du soleil,
My whole purpose 
To perform tasks,
That’s why I record raps in my dorm, 
Find me on the map this is dorm raps,
Whatever gone happen hope my soul last through it,
I got music check my whole ass Mac book,
spin all my tracks, 
On blast Ima miss that,
Scratch that man I never miss
Matter fact just take my whole ass rap book, and publish anything 
I ever scratched down, 
Cuz it’s my soul thats pourin out,
And my souls about to tap out

They didn’t tell me nothing now it’s too late,
I had to cut um loose, I had to grew up,
It wasn’t nothing new
But the minutiae 
It wasn’t nothing funny when they drew blood
I really wish I knew I had to suit up,
The sutra got me thinkin like the Buddha
The boy just does whatever that he do,
We was raised better than to screw up
They make you read the cover ‘for they threw the book
They make you eat nothing till you threw up,
You ain’t off the hook
Boy you seafood you getting booked,
And cooked on stove With the thieves and the crooks,
turn up the heat and they don’t even look

Free all them people them people was took
My dance for freedom
That’s why them negroes is jookin 
I be the hook up,
I be the plug 
Its always good looks,
If My whole hood up,
Find a nice hole and put my foot up it
Big love,
I show big love,

My unc ain’t wish I did more,
He wish its more that I could do,
Need village where I’m born
So I’m supportive of my crew, I force moves, the full court press,
My course smooth, we be pressed for more food, we stressed, we short fused,Life’s the best
Cuz Even in death the lords cruel
I’m too foolish now to see that I’m blessed, my blurs viewed, and my words be mixin and slurred, we pourin booze on the curb
For the niggas that’s dead,
We mourn stupid 
Always gotta pay respects due 
I hoard duly, 
Needin more, for the people I’m sworn to,
My people raid the stores,
Treasure chest where we store booty,
We was just boys, 
Now they need me to perform duties,
Redeploy troops,
know that evil could destroy you

soul surplus

soul surplus (with thomas wyman)

You the reason I'm here
You the reason I'm still here
You the reason I'm here

You the reason I fear
And my fears why I’m still here
I wanted to leave,
But I know how you’d feel
You the reason I’m still here 
The reason I’m here still
I only fear death becuz I love you
I be here cuz of sheer will,
Talk of liberation Be what’s making my ears tilt
At least I’m not detoxing from pills
When I dream, I think of happiness,
And hope that you here still
So you can feel the passion
That I put in this lil written,
Just wishing that it was happiness,
That’s putting all the ink on my quill
I still scribble when I’m starting to feel sickness, 
I’m still sickened by the thought of my ills, 
And I’m even more pissed with the part of me that feels different
I feel like will when he smacked chris

I feel like jaden with the power of will

I feel like will when he smacked chris

I feel like jaden with the power of will

If I promised I will dog,
I’m just not rly tryna chill cuz I’m real awkward, 
I be scared still,
Fill my bladder with toxins
Peeling back all my layers
Fill my body with oxygen 
Fill my raps in with prayers,
I’ll hit you up when I will dog,
I’ll hit you up when I will

I feel like will when he smacked chris

I feel like jaden with the power of will

You the reason I fear
And my fears why I’m still here
I wanted to leave,
But I know how you’d feel
You the reason I’m still here 
The reason I’m here still
I only fear death becuz I love you
I be here cuz of sheer will,

You the reason I'm here

You the reason I'm here still

Willpower Freestyle

We lit the blunt, How
all of my pleasures lost taste
I spit the gum out,
Been off the pressure always
It start to flush out
We duck depressions all day 
N let the sun out
I’m taking measures today
I need the measuring tape, how far I’ve come now?
Im out of luck, without a sponge
Im letting blood out
This not a stunt
I never said what I want
I never say who I love
I’m better at tryna hush down
I fell in love
Certain sentences I’d never tell her
It certain predicates I’d never spell
I got some prejudice I let it dwell
Don’t tell me I act white that get me stressed as hell
Jump on the line for black life
But don’t protect myself
Up on the shelf, I set a price to try n touch the wealth
Took the L for the last time
Y’all boutta treat me well
Bro all I need is help
N allah need a prophet
So ima preach the gospel
N start where Jesus stopped it
Hands off Palestine,
Watch how they treat a Coptic
We seen they beat the native
Watch how they treat Islamics
I’m on my knees in prayer
Cause all I see is optics 
Start a project n lost my soul in the process
Ima tryna process it
Gimme raw sex I’m obsessing
Gimme some oxy to apply to my scars next
Scarlet letter on my chest
From when they put hole thru to my raw flesh
A lotta hard lessons n hard heads
A lotta bars that stick with me hard
That’s why I’m remixing this
Picture this
A yung star, It be dark until it’s hitting them
I came far

All I Need (Remix)

yngc ft. iceman

crucifix prod. by Benjiboy

puzzles for kids voicememo

my ticket prod. by maztypebeat

fleur de lis

disney baby

In my Duffy, I just rap shit like mummy
What the fuck?
Feel like snapping, crackin skullys
Bag the money, stack it up
I was stashing hella my drugs inside my cubby, acting up
Acting funny, crashing dummy’s in the whip n gas it up
Act a donkey, show my ass, I’ll smack a honky if i a must
I pack a punch, pack a dutchie, havin munchies, have to grub
Raggamuffin, I be bummy looky ugly as a mug
He Actin tough, call his bluff,
He Ask his mummy for a hug
I had to chuckle, that shit funny,
Bugs bunny, laugh it up
Haha, We subtract um bruh it just ain’t adding up
I had enough, give a fuck just like rabbit, ain’t no bunny when I thump
I be thumbing thru the money, rack it up,
I wrap it up, n then I pass it to my buddy, dap him up
Pack a blunt, prolly pass it to my brother, I wont relapse for none
I like crackers in my tummy not with badges, having guns
I see 12, like my least favorite number,
bad luck,
She bad as fuck, bag her number, 
She a trucker, back it up
She got a dump, dump a silly dumb nigga with a pump 
Bump skrilla, love Philly
Always sunny in the slums, bum niggas jacking crumbs, bird pigeons
Burb nigga from the jump, I got a junkie that I trust to burn niggas for bump
He getting drunk
Its getting crunk this shit bumpin, run it back like Donald trump
I do it twice, u do it Mmm
do it twice like Donald trump
u dying once, we take ya life u try n run
It ain’t a fight
I seen wrongs that only runtz can make it right
U know the type, u know the strife that got u higher than the sun to sleep at night, 
U know the ones
I got some gripes
I keep grudge
U got a pipe
Then keep it tucked
No one taught him how to fight
Like where he from
He was lying, it’s a front
Like where I’m from they from they say he lunching 
It’s aight I had a hunch
It’s slight of hand, he doin stunts
I do it slight
We never done
Like doing life
So Free the country nigga
Matter fact just free it twice
Dummy 
Shoestrings around his neck we get um hung
Dummy
Two things that I respect my bed n mum dummy,
New bling im gon collect n get some fronts for me

Shoestrings (Remix) s/o Skrilla

'3rd Step Prayer'

Scraped my knees again
Tape repeating, take my seat n play the beat again
State my grievances
I came to scoff but god I stayed for other reasonings
Prayed on my knees again
I played god on the days I aint believe in him
False deities
I see in them all the strength that I don’t see in me
N god I fall easily, the fall season breeze, 
Pree all the false pretense see all the fault that be with me
I fall frequently
Crawl on my knees again, 
started breathing deep

Scraped my knees again
Play the tape, take my seat n face defeat again
Baby shaking dust me off n place my feet again
Or lay peacefully 
Grant me serenity, I said I grant u all of me
As promised in the lease agreement 
I stray eastwardly 
May we meet again 
my faith guillotine
Awake briefly, from chasing dreams again 
I reinvent as the beat gon play repeatedly 
I scraped my knees again
Play the script, bout a heart don’t break evenly 
Pray on my knees again
I changed recently
I made u my horcrux
I clutch that same piece of me
I may bleed again
I scraped my knees on the Crete the same street again 
The pains fleeting 
I pray eagerly 
I may drink again
Shit ain’t sweet for me
Thebe said the team did
I let his tape speak for me
Just play the beat again
days repeating, take my seat
N face the teachers desk
In class at ccbc
Freshman class of 29
I’m 19 again
I age leisurely

Play the tape, skateboard n scrape my knees again
Surrender peacefully
Release me from the bondage of self 
That I may be with thee
N n do as thou wilt
As fit as thou see for me
Only way that u can coast is downhill
I scraped my knees again

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