From Maroon Monsoon!!



LYRICS:

Leading off I want you to know, that it don’t take a lot for another person to grow, 
it takes patience, 
continuity, opportunity
and just not be the person you were to me.

Uh, Yeah, 
I just thought you should know,
that I been hiding in the dark so much I’m ready to glow,
And I’ve been waiting for the moment that I can say hello
and goodbye to you,
Cause we both know that you was a hoe.

Just know That I do not get high when I’m feelin low.
My rhymes are accurate
I’m Katniss Everdeen with the bow.
I’m In my element
 it’s time for me to put on a show.
I put you’re picture away
Like I was Sheryl Crow.

Mmm, damn.

Just know, that I been in my feelings I was rockin to and fro.
In my bed at night it’s like I had some vertigo
And lemme tell you all about my little quid pro quo like-

Oh no,
Got me spinning like a yo yo,
Got me shooting from the logo,
and you don’t even know bro,
that I’m just tryna grow, but just know,
That I do not get high when I’m feelin low.
Just No.

Oh no,
Got me spinning like a yo yo,
Got me shooting from the logo,
and you don’t even know bro,
that I’m just tryna grow, but just know,
That I do not get high when I’m feelin low.
Just No.

Uh yeah, Just Yes
And it don’t matter if I write rhymes, I write Checks
And these people playin checkers and I’m chess, I’m the best, nonetheless, it don’t matter, I digress.

Huh, What; 
Just maybe,
Hop up on this beat and I might just go crazy, 
and I’m Tryna make sure that I been bustin my ass daily, 
while you sit on yours and I’m the one who’s lazy.

Baby, you ain’t nothin but a maybe, and you cannot amaze me, cause I been through it lately, and you were my lady, and for the better girl you changed me.

Oh no,
Got me spinning like a yo-yo,
Got me shooting from the logo,
And you don’t even know bro,
That I’m just tryna grow, but just know,
That i do not get high when I’m feelin low.
Just no.

Oh no,
Got me spinning like a yo-yo,
Got me shooting from the logo,
And you don’t even know bro,
That I’m just tryna grow, but just know,
That i do not get high when I’m feelin low.
Just no.

I wasted time lookin for a date,
wanted a honey; shoulda focused on just being great.
Instead of finding someone who I would appreciate
I used up all my time on someone who’s built like a figure 8.

I’m running around like it’s endless bosses,
Got me like I’m playing shadow of the damn colossus.
Got me feeling I’m like Gordon I got all the sauces,
Got me feelin like I’m Randy i got all the mosses.

Got Me feelin like Kyrie cause I got all the crosses,
Got me feelin like An Angel with a guilty conscience.
Got me feelin so nervous, oh man she made me nauseous, 
I wish I knew back then that I should have proceed with caution.

And she swervin
She got me with the 4-4 George Gervin
My hearts on a silver platter that she servin
Man I wish I knew back then you wasn’t worth it




Just No.

Just No.

My lame ass attempt at a country song! From Maroon Monsoon!!

LYRICS:

Grab your keys and some cowboys boots
Saturday’s are for getting loose
Got a dollar for a glass of wine
I’m so lucky to call you mine

I saw you right across the bar
when I see you all I see is stars
I ask for whiskey order for 2
You a nice girl you said beer would do

We hit the floor it felt just right
Man I swear we would dance all night
I’d never let you out of my sight
Nothin different except our height

Baby put your left foot in then take it out
slide to the side but don’t fall down
I hope I never make you frown
Cause we’re In graham and we run this town

Graham

This is an original composition called “Rambling Man from Grambling” by Sam Spence, edited together with the Remix of the song, made by Da Riffs. All credit to them!! From Maroon Monsoon!!

Hot Chocolate

From Maroon Monsoon!!

LYRICS:

Get it started while I’m broken hearted
Got the fake because they tryna get me carded and I
Spit the fire gotta call department
And I’m hard in the paint call me battle hardened 

And the bitches said that I’mma catch
13 outta 10 like I’m James Harden
And in New York it’s a state of mind and I’m playin at Madison square garden

Just got done eating some nuggets
And I’m worth more than gold nuggets
I’m like 15 on the nuggets
MVP drainin the buckets
Mahomes like Kermit the muppet
The master and you are my puppet
I don’t care all I say is fuck it
Like DX I tell you to suck it


Mm yeah

Y’all is in a hurry
I shoot with the 30 like Curry
Got the tunnel vision
But they say the mission is blurry
I run w the rock and I scurry
I run like I’m demarco murray
Breakaway I am not worried
I save it like Marc Andre Fleury

Deke is smooth as butter 
threw him the cutter 
cut anotha nutter butter like its anotha
brotha from anotha mother

I spit sick with a thick lisp, a slick trick
7 on me diggs take one away like a pick 6

An infinite amount of 
intricate instruments 
gotta be so omnipotent 
to behold someone’s innocence

I spit fast like I’m eminem munchin on m and m’s and last like a blast from the past

Switch up the flow
then bitches don’t know
I murder this beat w 2 guns like gung ho
Murder like yankees that’s murderers row
They call me Dolph Ziggler I’m stealin the show

She gave me some top then she scored the blow
I’m under the sea like it’s fathoms below
I speared it like Goldberg she stalked me like Joe
I’m gunning you out like D Sutt w the throw

And my boy Ty Hall? That be the monitor
I’m the manager like I’m Paul molitor
Feelings change cause they be so volatile
Vanderbilt commit Cause He the Commodore

Bands bands bands bands
Man land hands that dance
wrapping up the verse they call me the rapper named chance chance chance

I got rings that sing
I got rings that bling
I got rings way bigger than 
7 foot 6 Yao Ming

When it comes to rap no ones harder
When it comes to facts no ones smarter
Hit you w a reverse 360 windmill like Vince Carter

Harder barter carter darter mum and garter smarter shotta don dada
Matter martyr roof departed fire starter cannon fodder Tomas Tatar
Caught a body, body-ody diving catch centerfield like Kyle Bade
Running back running track back on the track east side like ismail mahdi

I could be done right now
I could just stunt right now
I could have fun right now
Imma incite my crowd
Imma lock this shit down
Im gonna rep p town
I’m shooting from down town
I feel like a boss right now

Creek Boyz, kid toys, have poise, Matt Joyce, the voiceless rejoice
Nibo, ego, deebo, control the group so we used a placebo
Have fun, get down, get up, perfect 10 like cooper Kupp
Go ball, go far, get out, outta the park like my name was Mike Trout

Rappin and tappin and trackin and dappin and laughin and no you will not catch me lackin Im snacking I’m racking the cheeks I be clapping I’m catchin you napping while I just be trapping I’m snapping and slappin  the jokes I be cracking insult my friends then you know we be scrapping I always be yappin you always be cappin I’m head of my team so the call me the captain

Cart

From Maroon Monsoon!!

LYRICS:

Don’t know what’s wrong with me
I’m so fuckin nice I don’t know what they
want from me
I guess there’s something 
to bein everyone’s friend
But I can’t find shit out so my mind has met it’s end

It’s the same old story
Same beginning different ending
Feelings just ignore me
brain is very apprehending

I got the bumps on me
It’s a sickness and it’s like I got the mumps on me
Just want someone who can get over all the humps w me
Just need someone who can be down in the dumps w me

I got the bumps on me
My feelings contradict it’s like they all just jump on me
It makes me feel so cold it’s like I got goosebumps on me
Feels like they gunnin for me glad I got the pumps on me

I got the bumps on me
Havent been hitting well it’s like I got the slumps on me
Back up that dump truck it feel like I got that rump on me
My shit was clotting it was like I had the clumps on me

It’s the same old story
Same beginning diff-rent end-ing
Feelings just ignore me
brain is very apprehending

I’m Mr. Nice Guy
They got me floating but I don’t get high no I just fly
They got me loathing but I don’t get high no I just cry
Square like Wyoming cause I’m just like any other guy

It’s the same old story
Same beginning different ending
Feelings just ignore me
brain is very apprehending

I got the bumps on me
It’s a sickness and it’s like I got the mumps on me
Just want someone who can get over all the humps w me
Just need someone who can be down in the dumps w me

I got the bumps on me
My feelings contradict it’s like they all just jump on me
It makes me feel so cold it’s like I got goosebumps on me
Feels like they gunnin for me glad I got the pumps on me

I got the bumps on me
Havent been hitting well it’s like I got the slumps on me
Back up that dump truck it feel like I got that rump on me
My shit was clotting it was like I had the clumps on me

It’s the same old story
Same beginning different ending
Feelings just ignore me
brain is very apprehending

Bumps

A FREESTYLE THAT GOES HARD AF!! From Maroon Monsoon!!

LYRICS:

Handles are tight screws are loose
spent a hunnid on some shoes
Now I’m rockin ultra boost
40/40 like a deuce
Got the world like I’m juice
What’s your excuse

I don’t agree I refuse
No I do not get confused
which one you choose
which one’s your view
I am tryin somethin new
Put you on skates like the Blues

Clues, bitch what it do
I am not you
False but not true
Watchin the news, you sellin the lewds and you sending the nudes and downing the booze

But Girl I got the juice
Play at 40 nellie Cruz
She jacked a man like she Hugh
She let the boys hop in her land down under like a kangaroo

I Bust out the stick not the glick
And I lock it down like I’m West w the shits
Whole team getting mf rich
Getting Moreland got me feelin like Mitch 

Lilo and stitch
Abercrombie and some Fitch
A Swing and a miss at the pitch
swingin both ways like a switch
In the system I’m a glitch

 And Pitches they sink
I’m ruling hy like I’m link
Bitches they do but not think
Ringing their bell like I’m tink
Shootin like Seguin they call me a star on the rink
back from the Brink
Caught you cheating like I’m zinc
Big like I’m doofenshmirtz inc
Sippin alcoholic drinks
cursing yo ass like a jinx

Don’t copy bars i do not do infringement
Used to count flaws now these hoes count my inches
Used to have spirit but the hoes is grinches
Make you tap out like the Rock w the clinches.

I’m mopping on em slobbin on em and yk we robbin on em floppin on em and yk we lobbin on em and then we dunk that shit like obi toppin on em

for those that don’t know Life’s a simple equation
We get this beat bumpin all around the nation
We gettin the bag it finna cause inflation
Cause young money Weezy was my inspiration 

Irrigation
No relation
Dealing with an irritation
I got a world to make
And eternal atake 
I’m lil uzi vert
On celebration station

How what when where why and who
Cause who said I would ever lose
See 1 plus 1 does equal two
But 1 plus 1s. It me and you

4 times 6 is 24
So I had to show you the door
Cause Cheating 4 times in 6 days
Means I can’t have you any more

Joe and Ja’Marr 
went from Tigers to Bengals
Ankle lock like I’m Kurt angle
And I got the blue on jeans yeah I got it from Wrangler
Banner got stars and it’s spangled

My brain is mangled
I got the 60 three times in my head
equilateral triangle
Jingle Jangle
Patrick Kane w the Dangle
And Rapunzel cause my shit is tangled

At first it was just U and I
Means U my X, U said Y
Because U were an H O E
U probably gave em S T D

L A X to N Y C
I shoot with 10 like M A C
I’m commentating on the games
You’ll hear my voice on N B C

N to the I to the B to the O
I’ve been blessed w this juicy flow
I hope you have enjoyed the show
But now it is my time to go

Juice

From Maroon Monsoon!!

LYRICS:

Baskin up in the sunlight
We lookin at the stars right next to the moonlight
I want you by my side cause you make me feel alright
I want you to know that you are my paradise

I first met you at school
And girl you know that I was starstruck
the second I saw you
You make me feel alright just like the waking sunrise
and I want you to know that you are my paradise

Cause you are 
the light that shines 
Breaking the dark gray clouds And 
you are so fine-You’re divine-you are mine, and I am so inclined
 to let you know 
that you are my paradise

Baskin up in the sunlight
We lookin at the stars right next to the moonlight
I want you by my side cause you make me feel alright
I want you to know that you are my paradise

you make me feel so special when I’m around you,
And I’m so lucky to be able to call you my boo
you’re shinin so bright like a Malibu sunrise
I want you to know that you are my paradise

Cause you are there for me and I’m there for you to
You make me really proud you should know that it’s true
And when you’re feelin blue I’ll stay with you all night
Cause I need you to know that 
you are my paradise

Paradise
Paradise

You make me
So satisfied
And when I look in to your eyes
I see our futures bright
And I’ll lie
next to you 
on a beautiful night
And tell you that you are my paradise

Baskin up in the sunlight
We lookin at the stars right next to the moonlight
I want you by my side cause you make me feel alright
I want you to know that you are my paradise

Paradise

The LAST TRACK of Maroon Monsoon!!

LYRICS:

1 2 3 4 shots to the dome
I ain’t got nobody w me goin to hoco all alone
And I try to take a pic w you but I forgot my phone
But when it comes to homecoming there’s no point in coming home

5 6 7 and 8 
Just late, Be great
But y’all just hate,
Appreciate the fact, that I’m never coming whack on the track
Cause you know once you go black you can’t go back 

No. You can’t compete with the facts
No. You can’t count the things I lack
I just walk into the room and attack
Poppin the bottles the roof gon collapse

Youre pitifully lyrically your ass is history
How you’re not single is just a damn mystery
I’m cleaning my teeth got me feelin like listerine
Got me an empire like I’m the byzantines

I’m not coming home
I’m way to lit to even pick up my phone
I’m havin lots of fun don’t spam my line
I’m wastin lotsa time lookin so fine

Yeah imma turn the Water into wine
The fact that you’re not dancing w me is a crime
I Will be my own lemon to my lime
I’d be a hundred bucks in a room full of dimes


The n stands for narcissist
Spitting hot fire they call me an arsonist
Wanted an alternate you are my opposite
HA bitch you were my compliment (damn)

You were so determined to prove your point
And I didn’t want to disappoint
But you needing me and I needing you
Are to events that happen to be disjoint

Im not comin home
I’m way to lit to even pick up my phone
I’m havin lots of fun don’t spam my line
I’m wasting lotsa time lookin so fine

Yeah imma turn the water into wine
The fact that your not dancing with me is a crime
I will be my own lemon to my lime
I’d be a hundred bucks in a room full of dimes


I’m sweet like vanilla 
and yeah they call me the drilla,
Swing it like Bobby Bonilla,
and on the court I’m a killa

I’m sour like a 
very scary cherry berry, in the hall of fame like the very hairy 
Fitzgerald named Larry 

2 bad bitches and I whip in a phantom
Wetty from the 3 Kyle korver in Atlanta 
4 more millions fat sack like I’m Santa
Poured up the 8 yeah it’s pineapple Fanta

Work like Dirk i popped a perk
Peep her with the crop top 2 nose rings no purse
Brown berks and she boutta go beserk cause when she on the dance floor she do the muhfuckin jerk (damn)

I was layed off, she was way off, but I hit that like arozarena in the playoffs, I was lead on so I lead off, end it like my brotha J Hawk cause I walked off.

Im not comin home
I’m way to lit to even pick up my phone
I’m havin lots of fun don’t spam my line
I’m wasting lotsa time lookin so fine

Yeah imma turn the water into wine
The fact that your not dancing with me is a crime
I will be my own lemon to my lime
I’d be a hundred bucks in a room full of dimes

Walk-Off

LYRICS:

2004 is when I came alive
My teeth arrived in Two thousand and Five
I’m a Miracle child and I’m lyrically wild and in 2006 I learned how to survive

2007’s when i Learned to lie, 2008 my old memories died, but I learned to try and took it all in stride back when I learned to fly in 2009

Two thousand ten, 
sat beside a tv watching kapahala hangin ten like ben
2011 I threw gas at 7 stackin up my bread just 
like it was unleavened

2012 needed physical help but that’s ok cause i had my mental wealth 
2013 captain of my team, just one kid with a small start big dreams. 

In 2014 I was rockin blue jeans and won my second ring with a strike in bowling
The middle school years when I learned through my tears that everything isn’t really as it seemed

‘I9 to ‘22 when I realized that the real world don’t really care bout you.
And The only way I got through lifes trial is remembering that I gotta keep my smile

Smile, it’s worth your while
Just show your style
And baby I’d walk a mile
To see your smile
Not here without you babe
Here to see you happy babe
Here for a while
I hope that I get to see your smile

it’s worth your while
Just show your style
And baby I’d walk a mile
To see your smile
Not here without you babe
Here to see you happy babe
Here for a while
I hope that I get to see your smile

Smile, it’s worth your while
Just show your style
And baby I’d walk a mile
To see your smile
Not here without you babe
Here to see you happy babe
Here for a while
I hope that I get to see your smile

it’s worth your while
Just show your style
And baby I’d walk a mile
To see your smile
Not here without you babe
Here to see you happy babe
Here for a while
I hope that I get to see your smile

Young buck with a ton of ideas
Young bread for a ton of tortillas
I’m the King of the hill like tyreek
In the Open space he the cheetah

In the open space I maneuver
through intruders with my super troopers 
I’m my own producer funny like a blooper on the daisy cruiser all them whack reviewers 
gotta be all losers cause I got consumers with they nice computers as my next pursuer and they lurkin, user
they workin boomers with they rollin scooters and my squad is lethal everyones a shooter I’m a prince at first playin for the brewers and They gas me up like I’m usin boosters spreading like a tumor getting old in OU like a boomer sooner, 

Spit Fast, reminisce on the past
Poppin in and out my head like a memory flash
step back, 
like I’m Luka or Harden,
My minds wandering
But had a vision like I’m Wanda
Or raven, and my smile’s what I’m savin
To see yours is the only thing I’m craving
Conversation equation
and communication so we can smile for generations

Smile, it’s worth your while
Just show your style
And baby I’d walk a mile
To see your smile
Not here without you babe
Here to see you happy babe
Here for a while
I hope that I get to see your smile

it’s worth your while
Just show your style
And baby I’d walk a mile
To see your smile
Not here without you babe
Here to see you happy babe
Here for a while
I hope that I get to see your smile

Smile, it’s worth your while
Just show your style
And baby I’d walk a mile
To see your smile
Not here without you babe
Here to see you happy babe
Here for a while
I hope that I get to see your smile

it’s worth your while
Just show your style
And baby I’d walk a mile
To see your smile
Not here without you babe
Here to see you happy babe
Here for a while
I hope that I get to see your smile

Smile, it’s worth your while
Just show your style
And baby I’d walk a mile
To see your smile
Not here without you babe
Here to see you happy babe
Here for a while
I hope that I get to see your smile

it’s worth your while
Just show your style
And baby I’d walk a mile
To see your smile
Not here without you babe
Here to see you happy babe
Here for a while
I hope that I get to see your smile

Smile

LYRICS:

DDAA was the king
Emmy Summers was the queen
Prom king and prom queen were two mfs that I ain’t never ever seen
Not tryna be mean

Senior year was obscene
People be makin a scene
Tryin to live in a dream
Bitches stay partyin bitches stay gone off the lean
Fuck do you mean

Bitches you know what I’m sayin
Some of y’all think I’m still playin
Buckets I drain em
I pull up to the spot w my close friends you knows that be my gangnem 
My crew we slaying em
If there’s a competition you know me and my brotha be winnin em
You know we killin em
Shoutout to Dylan Drew Yeah He my dawg you know that be my twinnem 

Shoutout my bro’s 
shoutout to Aaron and Alec and Connor helping when I’m low
Y’all just don’t know 
Y’all only hear the flow but cannot tell me just how this shit goes
This shit i chose 
I roll with Dennis Sutton bc you know that he got the hose
Fuck all your woes
I got cheddar in my pocket I stacked up on my provolone 
I got

Problems on problems don’t how to solve em
Shoutout to Lexie she help me dissolve em
Shout to burger she helped me evolve and Katie was there when  I was at the bottom
I went to New Orleans like CJ McCollom
Not on the news now I’m top of the column
I been on a slippery slope like a slalom
I’m trottin the globe just like I was from Harlem

I wanna thank all y’all for liking me
But fuck all y’all for not respecting me
I know All y’all expected less from me but when it comes to success you know I got the recipe

Double the c, double the s add an s u and e and you’ve got success
I’m tryna build a fortune I wanna dress to impress
The only fortunes y’all get are from panda express 

You know me I never settle for less
My name is Nibo mf I’m the best of the best
I’m on my polo shit I rock a horse on my chest
Now I’m living the dream cause I got gold on my neck

Peyton Firgens with the stolen bases
Avoid the tag just like he was in the fuckin matrix
A buncha people in this world tryna be famous 
It’s time for me to take whats mine and all the stolen greatness

Plain kid I ain’t want the fame
But everyone in the world know this fuckin name 
Fake friends ain’t real it’s just not the same
Bitches always giving top but they ain’t ever  had a brain

I don’t trust you you an undercover
And there be people out there sayin that they love eachother 
Then they hook up with other people underneath the covers
And then they gotta find themselves a whole new different lover

Shoutout my label that’s me
She might be they but I’m him
I dunk it hold on to the rim
Brighter light you cannot dim
Im snackin on m and m’s

I’m rappin like eminem shoutout my gangnem you know we bangenem That be my twinnem yk w drillin em I know we killin em I know winnin and sweet like we cinnamon

Stolen Bases

LYRICS:

Fat kid in the back with his face down
Black kid w the stats here’s the break down
Rep the city on the jacket rockin p town
With the p on the cap wearing his crown

Bass boosted on the track listen to the sound
Back against the wall it’s like He down for the count
But He gets back up isnt knocked out
But ain’t nobody there it’s like it was a ghost town

Ain’t nobody there it’s like it was a ghost town
Ain’t nobody there a motherfucker feelin down
Ain’t nobody there a brotha on his knees sayin please why this gotta happen to me

All of this shit happens to me
I’m just tryna get my degree
But I can never get above a c
Now my mind has been set free
Brain was locked but I had the key
Now I can see

I guarantee
I’m racing through my thoughts like a Grand Prix 
Loyalty embedded in my genes
Shoutout my dawg Ashley she goin to Tennessee

Troy and I we keep it a 100 just like we wilt
We be rockin deuces and 80 like jack and kumar at Vanderbilt
We black and white call us the ying yang brothers
My ride or die man we there for eachother

Micah my guy man we love one another
And Aaron was there when I just lost my mother
Dylan was too and my presents he drew
There for me when I’m blue man our friendship is true
Not alpha Not beta I’m just a parameter
I’m cleaning house so they call me the janitor
Bitch I’m a pro man I’m not no damn amateur
I’m not a player I just be the manager

I just be the manager
Bitch I’m poetic iambic pentameter
I slay this beat I call this shit a massacre
lock this shit up like this shit was Josh Hamilton

Rockin lettermans
My crew we better than
All these fake bitches who try to be prevalent
No impediment I reached a settlement
Got the upgrade I don’t wait so I’m gemming it

I just be the manager
Bitch I’m poetic iambic pentameter
I slay this beat I call this shit a massacre
lock this shit up like this shit was Josh Hamilton

Rockin lettermans
My crew we better than
All these fake bitches who try to be prevalent
No impediment I reached a settlement
Got the upgrade I don’t wait so I’m gemming it

Now a whole year’s passed
Made another song and the whole school laughed
A lotta issues that a young man had
But I walked the stage I’m a high school grad

Had a party on my birthday
Every one of them all said that they couldn’t wait
Ten people didn’t come never showed face
Had to change my reservation from 18 to 8

18 to 8
80 double deuce
Had a brother thinkin what the hell I did to you
I let y’all walk all on me and nothin was new to you
So then I had to walk off like my name was nelly cruz

I had to walk off and it’s like a brother had the blues
I had to show em all a brother  had nothin to lose
I had to show em All I mix it just like Jamba Juice
I had to show em all that Nibo had somethin to prove

I just be the manager
Bitch I’m poetic iambic pentameter
I slay this beat I call this shit a massacre
lock this shit up like this shit was Josh Hamilton

Rockin lettermans
My crew we better than
All these fake bitches who try to be prevalent
No impediment I reached a settlement
Got the upgrade I don’t wait so I’m gemming it

I just be the manager
Bitch I’m poetic iambic pentameter
I slay this beat I call this shit a massacre
lock this shit up like this shit was Josh Hamilton

Rockin lettermans
My crew we better than
All these fake bitches who try to be prevalent
No impediment I reached a settlement
Got the upgrade I don’t wait so I’m gemming it

Andrew Nibo

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