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Time Capsule (Intro)
00:49
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Clearance
01:44
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I don't deserve a medal, although I would love to give her a pair of stilettos/
But lyrically I'm just a vessel my essence I let go/
But the clergy never spare me but clearance I don't need/
Verbally I grow seeds, in new bars I see the old me/
N vice versa, topics might resurface/
But I'm quite certain this mic I worship, but not blasphemous this bastard just, got a habit that's not average/
But a saint I never claimed to be, but funny how these so called angels'll always aim at me/
their brains are weak, I hate to say it/
If it were up to me I wouldn't even have to speak/
I laugh at the days where I thought I was near my peak/
of the ganja I still wreak, beats I still eat/
Rappers lookin like treats/
Low I'm still stayin sayin isms, veganism to paganism it's your decision/
Muslims n Christians all could witness my vision/
Heart to mind, paper to mouth, its like a quadruple portal/
constantly transforming although I'm just a mortal/ I'm just a mortal/
I'm just a mortal/
I'm just a mortal/
I'm just immortal/
I'm just immortal/
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3. |
Know It's Real
02:24
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[Chorus:]-
Yo I had a tainted perception of danger/
My friends were really strangers changing like clothes n hangers/ uh
My page is filled with pain n anger all bangers delivered at odd angles/ yo
(Repeat)
Don't believe what you see but can you believe what you feel/
That's how you know it's real, uh yo/
That's how you know it's real, uh yo/
That's how you know it's real, uh/
(Repeat)
[Verse:]-
Labels n markets they target the artist/
The one who controls the play n the pay holds the weight n usually moves smartest, I hate to say/
They know the power of the music n they abuse it/
Use it to confuse us n ultimately lose us/
Still hangin niggaz whether or not, by the nooses/
You must be out ya damn mind, if u think I'ma spend another dime of mine/
Just to hear another black man glorify, black on black crime/
Matter of fact I prolly wouldn't waste my time/
I couldn't lie, a lot of you cats is nice wit ya rhymes/
But you fighting the signs, n I'm through fighting the times/
My legacy manifesting I'm just confessing mine/ It's divine/
Yo yo/
It's divine/
[Chorus:]
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4. |
Dame Dash Interlude
00:06
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Keep spittin ya hypotheticals, aiight just let it go/
Too many distractions I gotta take action/
All about a gain but all of a sudden I started subtracting/
Tired of gettin all of these improper fractions/
No calculator this year I'm paper stackin, no lackin/
It feels good when you thumbing through the backend/
These tracks I'm trapped in, Tap in/ (yo)
Tap in/
(These tracks I'm trapped in, yo)
[Bridge:]-I ain't tryna blow overnight but when the time is right?
You niggaz agenda driven/
My pen's unforgiving/
For more than ends I'm livin/
Yo/ I had to make a decision/
(Repeat)
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7. |
Cape Town
02:57
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[Hook:]- I’m smokin a spliff in the middle of Cape Town, South Africa, dont bring ya raps out we might laugh at chya/ u amateurs lack stamina we rap like we on camera all times/ i gave u hard lines but u all blind/
U rap for frauds i rap for god/
Don’t get, caught up in the rapture boy/
I’m actually listening to, anita baker/
I gave u haters major flavors i’m thru with doin all of the favors/
We still ballin like the lakers smoking unbleached hemp papers/
I’m in the city watching sky scrapers/
I see u still rappin for them papers but we got elaborate schemes of cream from the capers while we steaming the vapors/
Wondering where these rhymes takes us i kno we got our minds made up, good luck to those who tried to play us/
Serving u like waiters i told u its major u cant emasculate us no more u was so sure of ya self till u heard raps galore/
I bet u wonder what u rapping for/
We gotta, spectacular rhyme display/
Fine wine n a jay runnin mad laps around rap cats/ uh hunnid miles a day/z
Switch the, flow hunned times a day/
Which, one of my rhymes u wanna bite today/
I hope these lines make your tooth decay/
I’m at the crib smokin haze, smoke stupid J’s n roc stupid jays, i’ll give u the scoop we in the hooptie tight as a coupe shawty pussy wet thats soup for days/
Swear i got some stupid ways/
[Hook:]-
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8. |
Cali (Fashion District)
02:45
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[Chorus:]-
Out in Cali in the fashion district/
Swag ballistic mad specific, raps terrific man I'm gifted/ uh
(Repeat)
Man I'm gifted/
Man I'm gifted/
Man I'm gifted/
And I'm lifted/
Yo/
Tape after tapes we just fillin the crates the skill is innate/
Oh you still in the race? One thing I hate/
When niggaz start showin me they femine traits/
Every smoke pack at least 10 G's worth of weight, every drop worth the wait/
Hot like a dinner plate/
I was thinkin I might've lent you a lil sauce since you but naw dawg, this style too raw/
I rather cut you off/ (Repeat 3x)
Cause you lost/
[Chorus:]
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9. |
E(nd)terlude
01:19
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10. |
Home Town
04:06
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[Verse:]-
When I listen to my old shit I see a big difference/
But I'ma keep spittin cuz pieces of the puzzle is missin/
Truth is I spoke a lot of hardship in to existence/
I spit that hard shit that's why in this game I'm still existing/
I love to see Black Kings go from rags to riches but as far as lyrics,
I'ma bit more principle driven/
Can't half ass with the skills I was given/
In the kitchen of the mind cookin meals for the children/
In the kitchen of the mind cookin meals for the children/
In the kitchen of the mind cookin meals for the children/'
That's food for thought if you didnt get it/
I hope you wit it/
Let's get it, let's get it/
Exquisite/
[Chorus:]-
No love in your home town, now you on your own now shit is wild/
I was actin like a grown child, had to simmer down but we winners now/
Rich in spirit so we winning now/ (Repeat)
[Verse 2:]-
Niggaz scared of a lil competition wit precision I'm jotting my strongest convictions/
For days that I didn't, I was spittin wit the wrong intentions, that was the wrong decision/
My ego creates haunting visions at night/
Crash collision with my thoughts, take a walk in my life/
I don't argue what's wrong or right/
Cuz I was in the dark when I found light/
I was in the dark when I found light/
[Bridge:]-
Had to stop lying to myself, it's like hiding from myself denying myself/
Demons I'm supplying to myself/ yo
(Repeat)
I need some help/
[Chorus;]- (Repeat)
No half steppin, whatchu reppin kid/
Depression is a weapon cuts way deeper than skin/
Drains power from the source within/
The source of ya regimen/
Tested by subliminal messages/
Messin wit ya heavenly essence, ignorance is bliss/
Although I still don't know shit/
I remember days when I wasn't affected/ huh
When I was a kid
All this money spent on dead stocks, just for them to dry rot/
Ball hard nigga why stop?/
Well reasons I got a lot/
Need to see things for what it is/
Instead of what it's not/ yo
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11. |
Words From Malcolm..
00:20
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12. |
Outro
01:14
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