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Glasnost
02:37
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The soul of a Soviet
Patrolling with his golden bic
Jeff Spec the wordsmith
Observe gifts then roll with it
The P is silent Ptolemy on pterodactyls
Belief and guidance, the policy is rare and fragile
Comp assembles in a form inconsequential
In a land of Ayers rock talks, I ponder pebbles
Haunted echoes as the wraiths converge to party well
A mardi gras for all the martyrs who departed hell
I park the cell, my phone alone suffers loneliness
Even amongst a crowd of friends, it reeks of phobias
Teeth eroded with sweets eaten and so it is
My guy Adi fixes mouths and makes them whole again
Content to forget the score, when they had told us win
I’m only here to play for fun and that’s the golden spin
Evade the lasso every time they try to rope us in
Sneaker Preservation, Trainers with the dopest since
Fairweathers either rode the tip or fold and quit
And that’s more than most admit, no cosa nostra skit
My dope is spit, saliva glands are pharmacies
Putting in the work, the verse they hear is far from weak
Every day I rise and shine to reach with my heart complete
bestowed the lion its heart, plus the shark its teeth
The architect in in his parka deep, carving breath
The Cavalier pay the Price and soon are Marked for death
The piper here for 25 with no quarters taken
Not enough fight inside believers that the lord would give him
More a Raven, Pippen than a Jordan, sport the morbid cadence
Rock the bold colors, not caring if I’m fortune favored
The sort of neighbor you don’t realize is known as me
Content to stay invisible, so I can roam the streets
Collecting mileage depressurizing so never mind it
So Cal and Kofa teaming up so we can rep the righteous
These spitters expectorate without a soul to heft and state
Couldn’t quite place with a compass, next to take
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Rubber Raft
03:12
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Patrick Ewing throwbacks from Mitchell and Ness
And all the world is ever left with is a list of regrets
Sitting in a prison with a wistful wish for what’s next
And all the things we mourn, better not miss it to death
Stomach linings sliced into tinsel ribbons with stress
Plus all the things we never did is such a pitiful mess
So word to Josh Leidy go ahead and follow those dreams
Cause otherwise you’ll end up twisting in a volatile scream
Acknowledging things that happen that’s a quality scheme
Who wants a sense of dread instead of making all of these things?
It’s not about hollering me, it’s teaming up to make things
Finding dope folks to create, no time is wasting
And there’s nothing wrong with taking plenty time to rest
Do what you need to be ready, make a fly cassette
Hike a trek or maybe trek a hike
Stepping back to recognize perspective that connects to life
Intrepid in the best of times, other moments tend to drift
From commotion pens equipped Bumping Kofa blends again
Makes me happy when I hear a car playing tunes of mine
Shoutout to Big L, producing truth in rhyme
And if somebody takes what I have made and makes it theirs
Finds a moment of their life inside my lines, and praise it flares
Me a little Rusty?, only if a Wallace adopts me
And if I xerox, it must be a zirconium copy
I carry tunes in a briefcase with the handle of Shammgod
Chandelier shaking in the fancy room that the fans stomp
the solar flare melting any candle fools are trying to hold
die in the cold, my heartlessness leviathan goals
schooling plenty even though they won't apply and enroll
I just got them automatic with a science of flow
Fight or flight, airplane brawl, i’m trying them both
H E double hockey sticks, you’re now invited to go
Got bouts going more rounds than extended clips
Your stamina is lacking, time for that apprenticeship
they swore to Gandi, the orators of origami
i caught 'em theiving, border on some sort of Ponzi
the flock of eden scheming in velour Armani
Georgio for sure below luxury and sordid laundry
accustomed to the things that seem finer to common folk
Kicking in hole in yachts just so I can rock the boat
comparison's a kleptomaniac to make the lame react
a train of thought inside a gravy boat of baby fat
No racy act, safe the NASCAR for other cats
The iceberg, better go and grab the Rubber raft
police bullets whistle through the air, to the tune of dixie
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Sonogram
02:42
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We live in a world where we’re told we either make it or we don’t
And if we don’t we’re just a failure so it goes
100% or none at that, that’s what they chose
Shoot for the stars, sell us rocketfuel and clothes
Proper equipment, ready for the all or nothingness
Handing us an idol target so we can chuck and miss
Another feather in the cap some NASA bucket list
But we need that luxury, deserving lusciousness
Of course, we’ve got to be presentable to join parades
A bitter pill of pride smile and thus enjoy the taste
Embroidered lace and all the finer things
I understand why the caged would bird try to sing
What’s it mean to be successful in a marketplace?
Another answer one could buy and shine in darkest space
Good job, here’s a treat, UBU is self-sufficient
That sameness returns to what we once felt was different
I sell admission in the velvet glove of felt and shrugs
Reaching for my pocket’s pen and I then felt the rust
Kid Icarus with my glider made of crimson feathers
Shoutout to Damo for bringing me back to rinse with effort
Grim endeavors with the lightness of a moment lost
We buy the farm to reap a monogram and know the cost
Driving past the place we saw first the sonogram
Now he’s the size of Grizzlies minus Ja Morant
When mama ran to hospitals when the seizures struck
The fear of not knowing how to treat a life and keep it thus
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Be a Man feat. Royalty
03:38
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5. |
Goes Bump! feat. JON?DOE
04:04
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-JON?DOE
Welcome to the twisted world they call the brain of JON?DOE
Stinger to the sternum if Steve Irwin tamed the Congo
I know it's Australasia- but the rhyming made the combo
Divied privy in ya skivvies? I suggest u change em pronto
Catch a whiff of ocean breeze- I'm begging flush the snapper
No seafood on my platter bro, that's word to Russ the rapper
Im 5’11” but my money makes me uglier
Your girl loves my 2 pack it's bringing out the thug in her
They sayin serve the customer- behold, dad’s the bloke
Wipe the crumbs off of a belly that I hold back to stroke
I'm old fat and broke, plus I like to rhyme
This lovely life of mine- I been told that's the joke
Truly titillating, The words I utter fly at you
I spread my nut across on her back- that's a butterfly tattoo
She like a gutter guy that's true
Find me standing in a sewer, tip toeing thru manure
It's a carnival when carnally's the only way I knew her
Post it to my story look I gained another viewer
You were all a witnesses to witless groping of the neighbor
inviting me to dinner's inappropriate behavior
Say, your silhouettes surreal-Dali in effigy
Wont you let me in Djibouti like Somalian refugees
Hardly the best of me but I gave it a shot
She turned grown men to boys like a shave of the crotch
Misbehave then I stop- pause for the moment
I drop a sick verse that draws applause from opponents
In no drawers but I own it- time to snap out of it
this isn't a dream- you're rapping on Stephen's album- quit!!
It's all about impressing em with flows
Got beef? U catching indigestion at my shows
Misdirect em with the pose then kick they chests in with the prose
Assault the beat with language peppered with Tourette's and then it gooooes... bump
-Sankofa
30 silver surfers throwing deuces word to Judas
a baker's dozen at the supper club amongst the movement
Roman in are soldiers, party crashing covert
they get me closer to closure when I am older
You swear to god, I take her name in vain, the flair is raw
Is that gimmick everyone or just a rare facade?
Blaring off Ferris Bueller with a snare to stomp
Parker Lewis status, move in madness slap the groove and bond
My accoutrement is Duesenbergs Medusa Prong
It’s in my nature to, disregard or prove them wrong
The scintillator syncopating cadence to renew the song
The twosome gone on a trip where caged in cavemen choose to taunt
Acoustic Fonz without the leather jacket or the hair
I’ve got the power in my snap, to rap for war prepared
Some more in there, the storage unit staying flooded with it
I punish mimics like it’s carryout, So come and get it
I’m noncommittal, you’re uncommitted, that’s major difference
I bomb with missles to stun a mimic, stay your distance
My flavor sizzles taste buds are dancing to my words
No fake love, I give props and mean it every turn
To whom it may concern I serve a heating plate of goodness
So grab your chopsticks, forks and knives, and eighty butchers
Cut the tension wire tightrope walkers wobble
I’d rather clock some mileage walking it than talk a novel
The Rawkus gospel operator here to dial it in
Old school corded phones shown in such a stylish tint
When I begin, the world freezes for a nanosecond
Kids shooting off their mouths and now the ammo beckons
They pan to reverends with thoughts and prayers for all the corpses
No cops aware of what had happened ‘til the fault is sorted
Another battered body hidden under tarps again
Cold dead hands, let the karma starve and bend
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Sankofa Fort Wayne
My rhymes kick in like a turbobooster.
Fort Wayne.
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