1. |
Rap Addict
04:10
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Hook
Been at it for years rap addict for years Been a fiend for the drum ever since I could hear
You see this man right cheer gotta hold his own went threw the bullshit way before I was grown
Whos countin the time Im enjoyin mine UMC on the mic better press rewind
Make it fresh 9 times outa 10 we da best Keep it locked down we aint new ta this shit
Do-Rong Verse
I been at it for years Ever since i heard rap been an addict
Lovin the kicks an high hats With the verses an the word play man it really got to me
I could relate So i felt like they was talkin to me
Didnt have role models paps was gone Rather cheat on his wife and abandon his own
Its fucked up but I found a way to ease the pain an you a lie if you ever say you is a man
becuz i stand my ground I do my thang Im there for my family every single day
I got it locked down wit my homie special K UMC is the click gives a fuck what you say
Yo we drop shit non-stop underground not pop Vent through the struggles in my life through hip hop
The beat plays as the years keep goin rap wont stop it'll always keep growin
Hook
Been at it for years rap addict for years Been a fiend for the drum ever since I could hear
You see this man right cheer gotta hold his own went threw the bullshit way before I was grown
Whos countin the time Im enjoyin mine UMC on the mic better press rewind
Make it fresh 9 times outa 10 we da best Keep it locked down we aint new ta this shit
Yo its fresh to the mic got ya sound system bumpin
Hip hop junkies want it funky I keep comin
Wit some real shit you can feel this
Dope ass beats harder than steel kid
We done grown up with this music
influenced that’s why Im doin this
done enough wrong so turn my life around
Hip hop keep me up when I was feeling down
Like some poetry or philosophy
Through the hatred and hypocrisy
I rise up and I shine wit delivery
Its like chemistry me an the beat
I bring a new sound others gotta cheat
You sounding hella cheap is that ya technique
Knock ya off ya feet wit da flows
An addict for the drum like a fiend for blow
Hook
Been at it for years rap addict for years Been a fiend for the drum ever since I could hear
You see this man right cheer gotta hold his own went threw the bullshit way before I was grown
Whos countin the time Im enjoyin mine UMC on the mic better press rewind
Make it fresh 9 times outa 10 we da best Keep it locked down we aint new ta this shit
16 bars of that realness gone raise ya arms to ceiling
jam that appealing sound you feeling me now
Im just a real mc from the streets of D town
Where the haters hate an the hustlers ball
Im just trying to get money like the rest a yall
stand tall three sixty five 24 /7
running this mic my name is the reverend
Im destined to be a hip hop legend
you saving up money takin hip hop lessons
I grew up stressing I rise above the nonsense
Lyrics come to me while i sleep in subconious
wake up jot it down reppin that underground
aint perpetrating on the mic I hold my ground
so dont frown If they liking my jam better
Ill be around longer than ya undersized sweater
Hook
Been at it for years rap addict for years Been a fiend for the drum ever since I could hear
You see this man right cheer gotta hold his own went threw the bullshit way before I was grown
Whos countin the time Im enjoyin mine UMC on the mic better press rewind
Make it fresh 9 times outa 10 we da best Keep it locked down we aint new ta this shit
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2. |
The Rhythym
04:15
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We gone rock this shit every niiiiggghhhtttt
So wont you listen to the rhythm its tiiiggghhht
Its takes you off into a feeling that riiiiggghhhtttt
Im soooo high blazed spitting shit on the mic
We on time
On time wit my rhymes suckas hatin imma shine
Do my thing on this mic spittin mine by the line
Grimy shit was a factor growing up broke
So I learnt much faster smoking weed fifth grade
High as hell but I could not tell
Why the fuck my report started saying fail
At age 16 yo I said fuck school
I’d rather make money and these books aint true
I spent a lot time writing rhymes making beats
witta a bullshit job got paid every week
And my paycheck was cheap so I learned how to twist
Pay my fuckin rent off a little bit of this
And it don’t mean shit don’t make me better
The game is survival so I gotta get my cheddar
Cant blame me im just playing my cards dealt
the rhyme n the rhythm make em listen so I feel
We gone rock this shit every niiiiggghhhtttt
So wont you listen to the rhythm its tiiiggghhht
Its takes you off into a feeling that riiiiggghhhtttt
Im soooo high blazed spitting shit on the mic
We on time
It don’t matter mothafucka wut ya say
Imma rock this flo bh0u but not for the fame
Why explain if you cant understand
So ya talk alotta trash just ta call ya self you a man
You bitches cant fuck wit us ya tryng to hard
Motha fuckas gotta punch every two bars
About some weak shit nobody pay attention
Can you listen for more than a few seconds
You over rated yourselves n thinking that you pro
But really you just bozos that cant flo
So get ya nose out ya dope sack an hope that
One day you could be good enough to drop tracks
The fact is you aint really got no rythim
When beat kicks in yo I gotta get em
Rip em up from the jump no hesitation
drop lyrical bombs fuck perpetrating
Real hip hop wont stop wont die
Wont stop wont die wont stop wont die
Real hip hop wont stop wont die
Wont stop wont die wont stop wont die
Im hip hop to the core you more like c b 4
always on some shit you never did before
And probly never will do stinky like mildoo
I come wit da facts lyrically I kill you
Real wit deese flows I dont talk about material
Gloatin on possessions in ya flows you dont even own
Up to ya dome witta rthym an a rhyme
my flows sublime so its blows ya mind
come back witta rap thats more than punchlines
ears ring for the mic like bells at lunch time
Imma fiend for this music why abuse it
keep makin new shit beats all exclusive
I aint following trends I got my own style
haters wanna friends up on ya profile
Imma just smile an say fuck yall
keep rockin this rockin this shit Imma stand tall
We gone rock this shit every niiiiggghhhtttt
So wont you listen to the rhythm its tiiiggghhht
Its takes you off into a feeling that riiiiggghhhtttt
Im soooo high blazed spitting shit on the mic
We on time
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3. |
True Wordsmith
04:00
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shit dont stop get laid get paid dont have to be afraid
give it up no way keep moving dont stop the beat keep druming
real hip hop you can hear when we coming
shit dont stop get laid get paid dont have to be afraid
give it up no way keep moving dont stop the beat keep druming
real hip hop you can hear when we coming
Bitch this is hip hop rock it til ya neck drop
off like its crack rock (Oh) now he wont stop
Imm drop you like a bad habit
didnt know imma addict for the rap shit
not if its wack bitch yall foos be forgettin
people gotta understand the words when ya spittin
I listened to shit I written ten years ago
An I came a long way with the flows Im gonna make more
Do-rong in the studio layin down tracks with the paragraphs
Killin ya like sarren gas and my words dont have ta be fast
My rhymes get funky like corned beef hash
get on wit that trash take it to the next man
no respect means ya get no respect back
and I aint wit dat I got my own plans
I built this all up wit my own hands
shit dont stop get laid get paid dont have to be afraid
give it up no way keep moving dont stop the beat keep druming
real hip hop you can hear when we coming
shit dont stop get laid get paid dont have to be afraid
give it up no way keep moving dont stop the beat keep druming
real hip hop you can hear when we coming
ya can hear me comin from a mile a way
hip hop in my veins goin straight to ya brain
Direct injection ear drum reflections
Destined for hip hop mile highs selection
what is yall intentions glorifying fake shit
real art make gotta sense
I been patient never comin basic
Hit the microphone like drugs and get wasted
pass it round to the whole fuckin crowd
umc productions gotta keep the shit loud
We always stay high drunkin since birth
shit dont stop (why) welcome ta earth
its just the way it is we gotta make it through
devestion cross the nation what we gonna do
Keep making ya mark and I aint fearing shit
live it to the fullest and fuck the pettyness
shit dont stop get laid get paid dont have to be afraid
give it up no way keep moving dont stop the beat keep druming
real hip hop you can hear when we coming
shit dont stop get laid get paid dont have to be afraid
give it up no way keep moving dont stop the beat keep druming
real hip hop you can hear when we coming
The beat keep drumin and my flows dont stop
On top of this shit let the next track drop
keep it off the wall like some alcohol
heres a Toast to my real homies this fa yall
stay up on ya paper chase survivol is the struggle
aint gotta knock on the next mans hustle
we got our own ways we gotta get paid
I aint givin up fuck that Imma stay
witta microphone and a dope ass beat
let my words fill the whole dam sheet
thats my passion paragraphs collide
with the melody cymbals il crash an I thrive
My drive is set on this music Im destined to be
much more than a fuckin wanna bee
I see past the cleeshay lifestyle you dreaming of
Im all me on these songs I aint giviing up
shit dont stop get laid get paid dont have to be afraid
give it up no way keep moving dont stop the beat keep druming
real hip hop you can hear when we coming
shit dont stop get laid get paid dont have to be afraid
give it up no way keep moving dont stop the beat keep druming
real hip hop you can hear when we coming
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4. |
Overdrive
03:34
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Get the mic on taking ya ta overdrive
get pad an a pad take ya ta overdrive
drop a dope ass beat take ya ta overdrive
Gotta thrive on these rhymes runnin overdrive
Get on the highway its time ta hit the fast lane mashed on the gas medal gotta do my dam thang
I aint waiting round for ya grandpa so hurry up get to the right I can pass everybody up
got to my first destination pick up Special K Hits the streets an we racing
keep an eye out the cops when ya speedin Paranoya kickin in thats from the weed man
gotta get some blunts an pick up madd hadda I dropped by his crib the liquor store after
4 blunt wraps an a bottle of that vodka Bout ta hit studio one last stop (what)
Gotta get some dro yo im running kinda low Copped some more trees now we back on the road
Bout ta drop get a new track heading for the lab pen an a pad We aint gotta act bad
The beat started kickin bass sounded smooth get my words written Ill be spittin in the booth
bring the troof right into a song ya know im feelin right so turn that mic on
Get the mic on taking ya ta overdrive
get pad an a pad take ya ta overdrive
drop a dope ass beat take ya ta overdrive
Gotta thrive on these rhymes runnin overdrive
gotta thrive on these rhymes homie thats just me in the booth non stop on the M- i- C
Do-Rong is the name Im bringin that flavor chasing that paper til we get major
fuck all haters you get the middle fanga thankin you real you just a imatator
Elevate my skill survival is the key make it through this maze why you waiting patiently
on a mission wit these rhymes so im speakin what im seeing
from am ta pm even on the weekend its over drive time note pad full a verses
Ahead of this suckas need ta keep rehearsin
my words dont seperate from me in person Im one a mill youz a copy cat version
perform like a surgeon hit a raw nerve
get you ass served like h'orderves
Get that mic on you know Im hella high Get this shit crackin into overdrive
you know how I do it aint gotta lie you keep slackin i put in overtime
Get the mic on taking ya ta overdrive
get pad an a pad take ya ta overdrive
drop a dope ass beat take ya ta overdrive
Gotta thrive on these rhymes runnin overdrive
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5. |
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all about my paper (all about my paper)
all about my paper (all about my paper)
Im focused on mine i aint worried bout these haters
bring it everytime I bust its my nature
all about my paper (all about my paper)
all about my paper (all about my paper)
Im focused on mine i aint worried bout these haters
bring it everytime I bust its my nature
(UNEEK MC)
Im bout my paper scrilla stacking we living hungry
feinding for weed this green keep burning up my money
it aint funny im high as hell plus I got the munchies
I be searching deep in the fridge like a fucking junkie
Old school slang with the new school rules taking over
I felt the ups and downs twisted like a roller coaster
this game aint over we keep dropping that hot shit
stay on top of these flows you cant stop this
thats how we do step to the mic and give em a show
playing no games with you dumb ass hoes ya Im all about my doe
they wont fade my flow take my rhymes (cuz I be speakin the truth)
every day Im all about my grind (steady paying dues)
we keep it real you haters aint no mobsters
grubbing cherios while we eating steak and lobster
soft like some pasta I smoke like a rasta
your just an imposter boy you'll get tossed up
all about my paper (all about my paper)
all about my paper (all about my paper)
Im focused on mine i aint worried bout these haters
bring it everytime I bust its my nature
all about my paper (all about my paper)
all about my paper (all about my paper)
Im focused on mine i aint worried bout these haters
bring it everytime I bust its my nature
Its my nature busting flows inflate your fucking ego
Hate is in your eyes but you claiming you my people
I guess I kinda seen the shit way before it happened
I aint your fucking stepping stone in this game of rappng
it seems people bite the hand that feeds all the time
so Im focused on my grind you aint fucking with mine
Im not your average everyday mc type a shit
light this joint up take a hit its musical narcotics
notice theres no profits in talking all that non sense
get bombed on the track keep my name out ya conscience
my sound is never common or typical like false confidence
with creative style knowledge so I know how
to rock the fucking crowd ya gotta do my thang
all this shit in life change but the paper stay the same
its a shame what we gotta do just ta stay alive
plenty people on the edge living life do or die
all about my paper (all about my paper)
all about my paper (all about my paper)
Im focused on mine i aint worried bout these haters
bring it everytime I bust its my nature
all about my paper (all about my paper)
all about my paper (all about my paper)
Im focused on mine i aint worried bout these haters
bring it everytime I bust its my nature
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6. |
Music is Life
03:27
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I was in the dark trying to see the light
still reaching for my dreams am I wrong or right
well you gotta smart when its time to fight
see its more than a art music is life
Man it dark some times ya gotta keep head up
So much drama lotta people gettin fed up
I never let up never quit makin new tracks
Stuck to my path and I sharpined up my craft
So Im still reaching still moving
On for my dreams an my goals yo im steadlily persuing
What you doin I got mouths to feed
So Im chasin this loot like a rat for cheese
It aint ea zay trying to get to the top
But I keep on goin for the love a Hip hop
My family my crew all of my peeps
everyone whos listening heres a new release
I speak from the heart its a big part
Of my life without it yo Id probly go crazy
Shit dont faze me Im focused on the main picture
without my head gettin bigger
I was in the dark trying to see the light
still reaching for my dreams am I wrong or right
well you gotta smart when its time to fight
see its more than a art music is life
its always been a big part of my life get me through the rough times
an some nights I would sit an just bust rhymes
Alotta people I dont see no more
they aint been around for years thats how it goes
gotta Keep moving foward on a quest
music is how I reach the best
I dont need books or college classes
to rock this mic right to the masses
I come classic like coca cola
drum addicts hooked like its yola
crowd controller like a pistola
Everybody get down cause I told ya
Im the new sound from the underground
reppin mile high 303 D TOWN
Sittin the dark reaching for the light
Now I emerge cuz music is my life
I was in the dark trying to see the light
still reaching for my dreams am I wrong or right
well you gotta smart when its time to fight
see its more than a art music is life
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7. |
Undercover Haters
03:29
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undercover haters undercover haters
smiling in ya face but they plottin on ya later
undercover haters undercover haters
better watch ya back man they jealous of the paper
How many people know somebody talkin behind shit they back
But still tryin ta chill like that that aint real in fact
Its Bullshit dont smiling in my face
I can see your eyes full of hate
they wanna take ya place they aint making they own decisions
I chose ta take a different way to stay the fuck outa prision
now listen motha fucka I aint here to be weak
ya talkin is cheap like foodstamps you starving to eat
could never compete my lyrical and spiratual demention
show forth the fallecies of ya brains direction
hatin on the next the man doin what he knows
So Imma expose all you hatin assholes
there he goes(there he goes) Runnin his lips again
but in ya face he actin like he the best of the best of friends
So dont depend on no one but ya dam self
haters out there dont wanna see ya hit the shelf (thats real)
undercover haters undercover haters
smiling in ya face but they plottin on ya later
undercover haters undercover haters
better watch ya back man they jealous of the paper
yous a undercover busta knew I could never trust ya
only way you happy is to see ya people suffer
taken up under all of your dilluisions
thinkin no one on a hire on the level than you kid
but ya stupid and dont even do shit
keep wasting time wait waiting on my new shit
I pursue this wit the fullest intentions
Let the beat drop beat know i made the right selection
only prevention is weaving out the haters
so you knows whos got ya back and whos flaken
Faken gets people got everyday
snakes in the grass who shot Jam master jay
its greed an animosity
gettin good people killed over fuckin jealousy
may they rest in peace
as we grieve still learning how to hold on
aint a choice but ta go on
undercover haters undercover haters
smiling in ya face but they plottin on ya later
undercover haters undercover haters
better watch ya back man they jealous of the paper
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8. |
Be Yourself
02:40
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I aint playin no one else Im Just myself
When it comes to the music better be yourself
I do it for mine my peeps an my fam
You on that bullshit i could really give a dam
I could really give a dam about shit pouring out ya mouth
get on the rhyme as I shine gettin more clout
Suckas bringin more doubts why pay attention
you wanna get punked out oh should I mention
You playin someone elses role
better be yourself dont you pay them hoes
I know fake motherfuckas thank they run the show
But aint got no hustle ta make the doe
I must stop the imposters sittin on ya raster
ya get chopped up like salad an pasta
Im gormet wit it droppin all day
witta flavor on the mic like what he say
Im not everyday Im sharp like blade
Im just myself aint no need ta play
So get yo fuckin own style
an shut up for the meanwhile
I aint playin no one else Im Just myself
When it comes to the music better be yourself
I do it for mine my peeps an my fam
You on that bullshit i could really give a dam
whos gives about fuck about jibba jabber
stuttering muttering thinkin you the badder
if you aint nothin got no status
find yourself then you get ta that shit
I dont gotta be a gee or even bust caps
to write dope shit in my raps
Its been like that I aint gonna act
Im just Do-Rong you can call me Zack
Im on this track serving it to ya
yea bitch me gonna put it right through ya
on anotha level plus a true word smith
Mixed with the beat now you ready for the purchase
Hip hop fiends gotta keep coppin
more cds so the game aint stoppin
all about lyrical spit we droppin
you waitin on a miracle shit you floppin
I aint playin no one else Im Just myself
When it comes to the music better be yourself
I do it for mine my peeps an my fam
You on that bullshit i could really give a dam
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9. |
Rose
03:03
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You the center of my world (world world)
You the center of my world (world world)
You the center of my world (world world)
You the center of my world (world world)
You the center my world my baby girl
Since I first seen your eyes
I seen an angel felt kinda strange
But I knew everything was right
You the best thing in my life
Really opened up my mind
I look at things so differently
Just imagine you grown up from a seed
And it makes more sense than anything
When I hear my little baby sing
Its nothing else Id rather have
My wife an my kid at the pad
Giving you things we never had
If you wasn’t for you I couldn’t be more glad
As the world gets older it might get colder
But you can always call me dad
You the center of my world (world world)
You the center of my world (world world)
You the center of my world (world world)
You the center of my world (world world)
So I gotta teach you all about life
Make the right choices stay in the light
Be your self don’t let no one else
Tell you how to think or dress
You have your own true qualities
I first met you back in my dreams
Now you real its plain as day
I wouldn’t wanna have it no other way
Just watchin my baby grow
Look at the things she already knows
I know this was meant to be
Walkin wit ya arms up reaching for me
Gimme me hug before you go to sleep
Tuck you in witta kiss on the cheek
You make my whole life complete
My beautiful daughter Rose Marie
You the center of my world (world world)
You the center of my world (world world)
You the center of my world (world world)
You the center of my world (world world)
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10. |
My Rhymes
03:55
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11. |
Our Love
03:17
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Aint no love that could replace our love
Aint no love could even compare to our love
Full trust no second guessing with our love
Feeling good I feel blessed to have our love
Verse 1
All My Life I Been stressed
Yo now I feel blessed
Member when we first met
Never thought it come to this
You the mother of my child couldn’t be more proud
Of the family we created love makin you smile
It’s worth the while the struggle the trouble I been through
Ta sit where you at and say I Love you
Two different people from way different places
Put together made a beautiful face
And it’s the hard times then showin how we gone last
Let the past be the past baby girls growin fast
Imma new man father my daughter and be the best I can
Suckas don’t live for tomorrow must not understand
Caught in a moment as ya lifetime pass by
My guardian angel made sure I didn’t pass mine
Walked a thin line between life an death
It all changed from the get when I came to ya door step
Aint no love that could replace our love
Aint no love could even compare to our love
Full trust no second guessing with our love
Feeling good I feel blessed to have our love
Verse 2
Time after time and rhyme after rhyme
Never thought I would find love life on the grind
You outa ya mind thinkin bout givin it up
Gotta climb so my fam can be livin it up
And when we get to the top then you gone see
Im only chasin this money so our daughter can eat
Yeah its ruff sometimes that’s how it be
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12. |
Relax
04:45
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Relax when I get home I like ta chill an
Relax get blazed take my mind off the bills an
Relax forget of all the bullshit happnin
Relax get my mind right its more than rappin
time ta chill at the pad im trying ta relax
wide screen Tvs an a cup full a yak
Spark it up wit da greens my recliner leans
Gettin comfortable do ya know I mean
Ya gotta slow down sometime an smell the roses
fore you rush through ya life an its all over
Get yours Imma get mine
believe Im relaxing in between times
and in the mean time Im jottin down rhymes
keep rollin wit the beat homie line for line
in the studio droppin them verses with a smooth sound
Dont make a move now chill an sit yo ass down
Listen to the beat listen to words
smoke on some mothafuckin herbs if ya gotta
But just kick it as i give the facts
sometimes the only thing to do is
Relax when I get home I like ta chill an
Relax get blazed take my mind off the bills an
Relax forget of all the bullshit happnin
Relax get my mind right its more than rappin
Yo im stressed the fucked out so gimmie the dro
Mary jane is great thang so get some more
Lets drop another hook (Hook) make another track (track)
Put my feelings to the beat like that
I aint holdin back jump on the mic an kick a tune
ya Better relax fore I pop your balloon
They say the world is ending soon
Im like fuck it enjoy what you got or you got nothin
All work an no time ta play makes for a dull ass life no way
Am I gonna let some bullshit get ta me
ya keep dwellin on it see now listen ta me
It aint nothin ta spend a few seconds
trying ta get ya head right from lifes lessons
so do ya self a fuckin a favor
sit in ya chair this beat will make ya
Relax when I get home I like ta chill an
Relax get blazed take my mind off the bills an
Relax forget of all the bullshit happnin
Relax get my mind right its more than rappin
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13. |
In The Sky
04:11
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To all my people in the sky thats dead and gone
To all my people in the sky we carry on
To all my people in the sky thats dead and gone
To all my people in the sky We carry on
How long we morn the people we loss and
reminissing the times we had spent before hand
its all planned out fore you even concieved
What you gonna do in life fore its time ta leave
Be glad ya breathin even if ya grievin
love ones lost see the change like a season
Its hard but we gotta carry on
an shit aint always right so we gotta be strong
working hard towards the future
Glad that I knew ya we all gotta part ways
Some day an at a certain point in time we gone reunite
all be back together in the afterlife
Until then I got you in my memories
Lookin back on it while I blaze some trees
It wasnt your time for you take a ride
So I wrote this song my people in the sky
To all my people in the sky thats dead and gone
To all my people in the sky we carry on
To all my people in the sky thats dead and gone
To all my people in the sky We carry on
believe we will remember you some people change an that is true
Im in a daze this lifes a maze I found my way to somethin new
a family to call my own dont have to be all alone
I carry on through the rain the sun will shine anotha day
keep goin strong in this game life aint long so dont complain
Imma do my thang thats for sho
people up in the sky we cant let you go
so I made this joint just for yall
everytime I pour some alcohol
thinkin why the hell you have ta fall
buts thats how it is when the lord calls
To all my people in the sky thats dead and gone
To all my people in the sky we carry on
To all my people in the sky thats dead and gone
To all my people in the sky We carry on
I know you watching over us protecting all the ones you love
you was too young ta die look up at the sky thinkin why watchin time go by
you will always be alive living through ya family
pay respects and reflect on the memories
It gets hectic somtimes stressing
So I chill and count my blessings
This lifes is full of lessons way before adolescents
my words create a message for all the ones who left us
we keep you in our hearts you know thats a promise
I wrote this to my brother (who) Steven Thomas
To all my people in the sky thats dead and gone
To all my people in the sky we carry on
To all my people in the sky thats dead and gone
To all my people in the sky We carry on
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14. |
Lyrical Minds
03:36
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The grit an the grime
Is where you can find these
Lyrical minds an we
constantly rhyming
The grit an the grime
Is where you can find these
Lyrical minds an we
constantly rhyming
Jump on the rhyme came up through grime
Im still gonna shine With a lyrical mind
Producing compsosing distributing
Bring a new sound aint noise pollution
Its dat reallness not clee shay
A lotta rappers out sound the same these days
I aint wit it got my own style talkin on ya profile
thinkin you fresh but you aint got no style
Do-rong on the mic rip it up all night
say what I feel yo thats just my life
Doin what I please got the rhymes an the beats
Put the rage in the flows like a mothafuckin beast
An i wont cease on this shit 3-0-3 gotta represent
UMC productions get it fuckin moving in this bitch
The grit an the grime
Is where you can find these
Lyrical minds an we
constantly rhyming
The grit an the grime
Is where you can find these
Lyrical minds an we
constantly rhyming
I put that trash in the past Im stayin on my ps an qs
give me a brew an a hit or two of dat light green shit thought you knew
Im just that coo drop another verse get this poppin cuz Im droppin
more than just that same shit everyday it never quits
but imma keep it crackin wit this rappin I aint actin homie
im just doin mine trying to have a good time
plus these rhymes in my mind gotta be up on them tracks
I been doin this shit since way back thats a fact bitch
The grit an the grime
Is where you can find these
Lyrical minds an we
constantly rhyming
The grit an the grime
Is where you can find these
Lyrical minds an we
constantly rhyming
three times for ya mothafuckin mind Its an addiction spittin ryhmes
Comin wit the facts stay on that you tryin too hard so get the fuck back
Im on the attack opponents get smashed move on fast some just cant grasp
you wont last if ya cant adapt gotta be fast stay away from rats
haters fonies fakes etcetera could never be competitors shit you aint even amatuer
get damage from my grammer son you get hit by the canon guns
Some foos is fake as manicuns 3 pulls then I pass the blunt
(get HIGH) now Im having fun BITCH
The grit an the grime
Is where you can find these
Lyrical minds an we
constantly rhyming
The grit an the grime
Is where you can find these
Lyrical minds an we
constantly rhyming
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15. |
Worst Than You
03:46
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It dont matter what you trying to prove No it dont
It dont matter what you goin through No it dont
It dont matter what ya say or do
just know somebody got it worst than you worst than you
It dont matter what you trying to prove No it dont
It dont matter what you goin through No it dont
It dont matter what ya say or do
just know somebody got it worst than you worst than you
Motivation keeps my head strong thru the rain
As Im facing the wind the grain Im up against it
growin up we never had much
payless shoes on our feet eating free lunch
We da bunch a kids stealing shit out the store
take as much food as you can before thay know
an we go to the house smoke on some weed
I first held a pistol when I was thirteen
an luckily I didnt get stupid with the bullets
somebody get shot in the face over bullshit
every so often on the news kids shootin up schools
Parents be morning its time to warn them
that they got plenty shit to loose
materials replacable so think before ya choose
the only thing you cant replace is life itself
It dont matter if your broke you can still gain wealth
so get paid
It dont matter what you trying to prove No it dont
It dont matter what you goin through No it dont
It dont matter what ya say or do
just know somebody got it worst than you worst than you
It dont matter what you trying to prove No it dont
It dont matter what you goin through No it dont
It dont matter what ya say or do
just know somebody got it worst than you worst than you
Im getting spliffed of this mothafuck indo
16 years smoking trees with my friends yo
All my life I been flat broke
less I work a 9 to 5 or Im flippin that dope
take the game for a joke you bound ta get smoked
Just play ya cards right an try ta stay afloat
Aint nobody got it perfect but suicide aint worth it
you gotta reason to live just focus on ya purpose
I Serve this on the microphone gotta let it be know
I drop to the metronome since before I was grown
I dedicate this to all the kids running the streets
who gotta fend for themselves when its time to eat
it gets deep when the only choice left is a hustle
gettin grimy with the biz packages dont fumble
The streets rumble from the violence of the usa
but shits worst in other countries of the world today
It dont matter what you trying to prove No it dont
It dont matter what you goin through No it dont
It dont matter what ya say or do
just know somebody got it worst than you worst than you
It dont matter what you trying to prove No it dont
It dont matter what you goin through No it dont
It dont matter what ya say or do
just know somebody got it worst than you worst than you
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16. |
My Life
03:05
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my life Dont be tellin me how ta live it.
Imma keep goin strong make my own decisions
my life I aint frontin or fakin
Im just me On the mic everytime you play it
Push that button take you to another zone
my rhymes go deeper than youve ever known
make my own choices you aint holdin me back
Its my life I run it like these tracks
Do what I feel not for radio appeal
I gotta come real I aint faking no deals
why brag on mills if you starving
fibs aint rap its bullshit regardless
everybody lip flappin thinkin they the hardest
throw it in the garbage if you was smart kid
Try Soakin up some knowledge see what the world does
I put that to the beat in america
its been many years but Im still hear
rhymin wit my peers I see it crystal clear
the best the music comes from the heart
an I been using that from the start
my life Dont be tellin me how ta live it.
Imma keep goin strong make my own decisions
my life I aint frontin or fakin
Im just me On the mic everytime you play it
I be doin my thang aint letting nobody get in my way
Running this ship bitch hit the highway
I dont care about what you say talk all day
I walk how I talk im just myself
rap like a big baller you small as elfs
ans just as fictional my prediction
you aint gonna listen to constructive criticism
Hit em witta rhyme you could never out shine
When I spit mine its truth in every time
I grew up done with the shit that aint happened
Im here to be rappin aint no acting
suckas keep yappin it dont bother me none
talk about birds you aint even seen crumbs
bitch I aint dumb I aint faking
I can see it in your eyes I know you hatin
my life Dont be tellin me how ta live it.
Imma keep goin strong make my own decisions
my life I aint frontin or fakin
Im just me On the mic everytime you play it
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17. |
Real wit it
03:36
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Yo Im real wit it I just Spit what I feel
Yo Im real wit it I just Spit what I feel
Yo Im real wit it I just Spit what I feel
yo Im real wit yo im real wit it
Im real wit dis shit I aint faking wit dat non-sense
story book fables keep pouring mouth bitch
talkin shit on the interenet I dont give a fuck
suckas that dont even know hatin cuz we moving up
you keep riding dick Imma grown fuckin man
up on my own two you wouldnt understand
Aint no wanna bee I am who I am
I dont need violence just ta rock a jam
I put it down percise you thinkin you the best
To me its real life getting shit up off my chest
love me or hate me i couldnt come wit nothin less
Just how i fuckin feel I aint gonna chill wit ya
heres the deal im just being real wit ya
talk shit but youll never see the real picture
first ya askin me now you talkin trash to me
I seen that shit a mile away and this is how I gotta be
Yo Im real wit it I just Spit what I feel
Yo Im real wit it I just Spit what I feel
Yo Im real wit it I just Spit what I feel
yo Im real wit yo im real wit it
I be tha real deal no perpating to get some mills
thinkin you ballin ballin but you cant even pay them bills
get ya scrill best as ya can ( man thats the plan )
I aint waitin around like its gonna fall in my hands
dont ya understand better get up on ya feet
take a look around what the fuck do you see
Shit aint stoppin its always more fake shit
On the radio yo its weaker than its ever been
bubble big bitch rap I aint trying ta hear dat
you aiming for the pop charts fruity like pop tarts
get in where you fit in but that aint hip hop
I rock this like shit for my peeps on the black top
and everyone down wit us we gotta keep moving
time dont wait on no man so ya better choose
what you gonna do in this game get takin for joke you aint got no name
motha fucka so Im
Yo Im real wit it I just Spit what I feel
Yo Im real wit it I just Spit what I feel
Yo Im real wit it I just Spit what I feel
yo Im real wit yo im real wit it
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18. |
Hear ME Shine
01:56
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Im in the lab witta pen and a pad
down for my city serving double up bags
bitches acting bad but they always getting mad
leave ya body soakin like a fuckin bitches bloody rag
comin through this bitch wit that indo shit got the windows tent to the 5 percent
when I raise the roof sippin 80 proof light up the dro you smell the sent
sta stackin up my presidents while building upon my residents
got away from that petty shit and now the game aint been the same ever since
got friends an fam in clink 2 years go by like a thousand weeks
court dates gotta plea in a matter of time some wanna bees out there droppin dimes
if ya pop the nine dig some ditches mothafuckas round here they handle bidness
we keep it visious supersticious split you down the middle like a philly or swish
its time to get my rhymes to flip like donation cash for the politics
whiether cent for cent still gotta pay the rent
leave yo mind half gone all yo money spent
fresh as the mint flows out the brain
didnt want the shit soft so i bring the pain
yo i came to gain aint trying to loose
keep my head up in the game all i ever knew
whats up wit you I paid my dues
Now im stickin to ya mind like super glue
kickin overtime when it come to the rhymes
just push play bitch you can hear me shine
you can hear me shine you can hear me shine just push play bitch
you can hear me shine you can hear me shine just push play bitch
you can hear me shine you can hear me shine just push play bitch
you can hear me shine you can hear me shine just push play bitch
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19. |
Do-Rong Denver, Colorado
Do-Rong is a music producer/emcee from Denver, Colorado. He is the founder/owner of UMC Productions.
With influences like Naughty by Nature to Dr. Dre, Do-Rong has always aspired to be an artist as well as a producer/engineer.
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