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In Perpetuity: The Light Through the Cracks, Vol. II

by A Rapper Named Nati

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In Perpetuity 03:10
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Let the camera focus. This is my magnum opus Full of tragic moments that I had to cope with God laughs at your plans if you haven’t noticed As I stand there broken, I hope he grants atonement Hussle & Motivate, make sure my folks are straight You know I pray for repentance to cleanse this soul of pain And I just hope that I get it before they close the gates It feels so poetic the way my shoulder blades Hold the weight of the world like I’m Atlas I don’t give a fuck about this rap shit I finally found the love that I was lackin’ It’s so wonderful, it’s magic. It’s like nothin’ I imagined God sent me a beautiful angel My horns shone through but they grew to a halo I observe life from unusual angles Search for the light with a bird’s eye view of the rainbow I saw the light shine through I used it to light my fuse I knew my lifeline grew I’m here to provide my truth I saw the light shine through the cracks I had to fight just to adapt I learned to fly just to prove I can ‘Cause you might just lose your chance I’m blessed just to take a breath I ain’t on a quest to attain success This is just how I vent, not pay the rent I ain’t out for fame or friends or tryna chase a check I’m under stress, pressed just to make amends I’m tryin’ to gain respect. Fuck your Mercedes-Benz. They payin’ cents for streams. It don’t make sense to me We invest in dreams. It isn’t worth it usually We’re from hurt communities. There’s no herd immunity We just wanna be heard. We deserve impunity There’s few degrees ‘cause the urge is truancy Chasing foolish dreams but we’re learning to believe Been cursed since birth but I word it fluently Put my worth in my work as the curtains drew on me Pray to God all along as I search for unity Right or wrong, I’ll live on in perpetuity I saw the light shine through I used it to light my fuse I knew my lifeline grew I’m here to provide my truth I saw the light shine through the cracks I had to fight just to adapt I learned to fly just to prove I can ‘Cause you might just lose your chance And when I’m gone, play this song as the perfect eulogy Right or wrong, I’ll live on in perpetuity Pray to God all along as I search for unity Right or wrong, I’ll live on in perpetuity
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Romain Grosjean 03:13
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I been livin' fast, I'm about to stall I'm about to crash, I'm about to fall Tried to switch gears, but I hit a wall Tried to run long before I learned to crawl I been livin' fast, need to slow down I'm about to crash, I'ma go down Tried to switch gears, don't know how Tried to outrun my peers; it just goes south I feel like my worth's been eviscerated Put real life in my work unappreciated Tryna search for commiseration Seeking liberation... Everything I did, I hate it I don't wanna be that guy that no more I been really trying to find my sword 'Cause there were times I swore I ain't wanna be alive no more But I overcame that adversity You're only hurtin' you, It ain't hurtin' me The only thing I hate is uncertainty The only thing I crave is a purpose, please Tell me why I was put on this earth Every time I try to drive I get put in reverse It's good that I've learned to never say it couldn't be worse Got one foot on the gas and one foot in the hearse I been livin' fast, I'm about to stall I'm about to crash, I'm about to fall Tried to switch gears, but I hit a wall Tried to run long before I learned to crawl I been livin' fast, need to slow down I'm about to crash, I'ma go down Tried to switch gears, don't know how Tried to outrun my peers; it just goes south I'm 'bout to drive away, watch the tires turning Baptized in flames, watch the fire burning I'm tryin' to get paid my entire thirties So like Romain Grosjean, I'll retire early Let the engine rev, 'bout to cross the line Every time I get ahead, I just fall behind I wasn't gifted with pole position Had to fight from the back for the total distance It feels like I won't finish this race Watchin' life pass me by while I'm sittin' in place Askin' why it feels like God spit in my face Passersby flashin' lights while I'm hittin' the breaks But I'm veerin' off course fast I don't remember all this rain in the forecast We got it out the mud, check the floor mats I see the light from the sun through the door cracks One more lap, tryin' to get a podium They been hatin', thinkin' I ain't notice 'em They spectatin', waitin' as the motor runs But when it's over, who knows who will hold the cup I been livin' fast, I'm about to stall I'm about to crash, I'm about to fall Tried to switch gears, but I hit a wall Tried to run long before I learned to crawl I been livin' fast, need to slow down I'm about to crash, I'ma go down Tried to switch gears, don't know how Tried to outrun my peers; it just goes south I'm 'bout to drive away, watch the tires turning Baptized in flames, watch the fire burning I'm tryin' to get paid my entire thirties So like Romain Grosjean, I'll retire early
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Hollywood 03:54
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Yeah, homie, what you thought it was? I'm so sick, they thought I caught a bug I'm with the click and we just caught a buzz And we ain't even have to call the plug You can keep all the drugs. I don't party much The only time I do Coke is with Bacardi Rum They're celebrating substance abuse I can only wonder what it's done to the youth But it's nothing new, rappers are addicts There's nothing cool about having a habit They need rehab, they actually can't quit Instead they give 'em Grammys for that shit They sniffin' grams, they Instagram it Pop a Lil Xan and spit some wack shit Try to pass it off as an instant classic Then they package that trash for the damn kids Never thought it'd happened to me, never thought it would But when I think about it, it probably could Yeah, we alright; we got it good I promise I'll never turn Hollywood Never thought it'd happened to me, never thought it would But when I think about it, it probably could Yeah, we alright; we got it good I promise I'll never turn Hollywood Tryin' to make it is hard and tough Feel like you can fly, finally got a buzz Give it everything you got but it's not enough You either die a hero or live long enough To see yourself become the villain Lord willin' someone shoots straight Everyone is Two-Face They'll break your spirit before you unpack your suitcase They don't care 'bout your two cents, that's loose change The A List is on some shady shit For generations, they've been rapin' kids And Hollywood enables it I don't even have to say it, but it makes me sick! What happened to Corey Haim In '86? Allegations get erased and 86ed Whatever it takes to get the case dismissed No one ever pays, they just pay to get away with it Never thought it'd happened to me, never thought it would But when I think about it, it probably could Yeah, we alright; we got it good I promise I'll never turn Hollywood Never thought it'd happened to me, never thought it would But when I think about it, it probably could Yeah, we alright; we got it good I promise I'll never turn Hollywood It's hard to survive in this game If all that you strive for is fame And fortune, celebrity will drive you insane It's important to keep an eye on the snakes They wouldn't give you the time of the day Hold on to your soul, don't sign it away First you'll lose your heart. Then your mind will decay All for a part of some kind you can play It reminds you to stay humble. They'll go to great trouble To try to take whatever they can take from you Music and movies, it's all the same Try to make a change, but it's all in vain 'Cause Tinsel Town will chew you up and spit you out It's different now, this isn't how it's supposed to be They sold you dreams that turned out to be nightmares It isn't quite fair, but that's what it's like there Never thought it'd happened to me, never thought it would But when I think about it, it probably could Yeah, we alright; we got it good I promise I'll never turn Hollywood Never thought it'd happened to me, never thought it would But when I think about it, it probably could Yeah, we alright; we got it good I promise I'll never turn Hollywood
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Man on the Moon 03:42
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I came in spittin' gas in the booth Homie came through with a bag of the ooo 'Bout to hit the mall, get some brand new shoes Addicts in the hall cookin' grams on a spoon, like... Ay. We 'bout to land on the moon They done fucked around, put a man on the moon Ooo. We 'bout to land on the moon They done fucked around, put the man on the moon On my summer '05 shit I ain't even friends with the people I got high with Used to write rhymes on the T-Mobile Sidekick Never 3 stripes, you might catch me in some Flyknit Ridin' 'round town on the passenger side No cap and gown, skippin' class to get high Homie tried to sell me a bag of the white The first time I ever asked for a dime Nah, I ain't with that nose candy No percs, no lean, and no xannies At the Stove in the Kitchen with the chrome handy Keep ya nose out my bidness and we both happy Moonwalkin' in my spacesuit I got the mothafuckin' juice like a grapefruit If you want beef, we can make stew I tried to reach for the moon back in grade school I came in spittin' gas in the booth Homie came through with a bag of the ooo 'Bout to hit the mall, get some brand new shoes Addicts in the hall cookin' grams on a spoon, like... Ay. We 'bout to land on the moon They done fucked around, put a man on the moon Ooo. We 'bout to land on the moon They done fucked around, put the man on the moon On my summer '04 shit Hit the b-ball court, 5 in the morning Lace up my DaDa's, couldn't afford Jordans Work on my jump shot, hip-hop was more important We just chillin' in the cut Ay, Chauncey Billups in the clutch Break down a Swisher or a Dutch Too much malt liquor in my cup Ran from the cops, didn't spill a drop He's the man on the block, but he's still a opp Keep my hand on the Glock, we gon kill 'em off Treat my raps like the drop, took the ceiling off Yeah, homie, I'm just reminiscing Big bro ain't work at KFC, but he was sellin' chickens We used to smoke that dirt weed, couldn't tell the difference But it's been like 13 since I felt an interest I came in spittin' gas in the booth Homie came through with a bag of the ooo 'Bout to hit the mall, get some brand new shoes Addicts in the hall cookin' grams on a spoon, like... Ay. We 'bout to land on the moon They done fucked around, put a man on the moon Ooo. We 'bout to land on the moon They done fucked around, put the man on the moon On my summer '05 shit On my summer '04 shit
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A Million Ways, Pt. 2 (feat. M.I.C. & Rob Maestro) 04:00
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From Michigan To Texas To The Netherlands And worldwide There's people livin' in the streets bein' swept aside We're no different when we bleed, we're all meant to die Left or right, they invent the lies to keep us petrified They intend to divide and keep us in separate tribes They put us on lockdown, there ain't no end in sight They left us high and dry, they won't protect our rights Set aside how we identify and watch the pressure rise They incentivize deception at election time The American dream's a nefarious scheme It's very obscene, the truth is love rarely is seen We barely can breathe. Your savior doesn't care if you bleed Your behavior teaches neighbors just what charity means We inherited greed, there's nowhere we can flee They've been claimin' you're in danger of a scary disease We bury and grieve. Forty acres and a pair of fatigues Got you starin' down the barrel of the peril we breed A million ways to live, a million ways to die A million ways to give your all instead of wastin' time You can live a million ways, welfare and minimum wage Gettin' rich off criminal ways, pop a pill to get rid of the pain A million ways to die, a million ways to live We're just tryin' to stay alive and raise our kids You can die a million ways, any time and any place This life is give and take. We survive with different stakes We need to form an alliance Because we're casualties of war for the corporate giants They distort the science. They won't restore the silence Because they try to hold us down but we resort to violence They wanna send a stimulus to try to buy us But that's after a year a half of dealin' with the virus They try to distract us with all these smoke and sirens And all it leads to is closed caskets and open riots Obviously poverty is a problem in the nation They try to divide us with financial segregation They think they helpin' us out if they just give us some food stamps The media tells lies all the way through the newsstands But I ain't trippin', I ain't very political But these times are gettin' critical and people look pitiful Every time I get online, I gotta do it in intervals 'Cause most the posts I read, they just soundin' so cynical A million ways to live, a million ways to die A million ways to give your all instead of wastin' time You can live a million ways, welfare and minimum wage Gettin' rich off criminal ways, pop a pill to get rid of the pain A million ways to die, a million ways to live We're just tryin' to stay alive and raise our kids You can die a million ways, any time and any place This life is give and take. We survive with different stakes Ze sturen ons locked up. Samen in lockdown Vrijheid is weg, avondklok is een feit, jup Het begon een jaar geleden, En het is nog steeds Samen krijgen we het onder controle? Lik me reet We cant breath. We can't breath. Rellen in Rotterdam Rellen in Amsterdam, rellen overal waar het kan Wie is met jou in deze onzekere tijd Hou die persoon vast en raak der niet kwijt Wie had verwacht dat we zouden rellen om een avondklok Part twee van de lock-down. We zitten op slot Geen Money op de bank, dus ze grijpen naar de drank We rennen niet meer op de flank, we zitten op de bank De rijke in de knip maar het is niet de kapper Ze doen hun best en ze strijden dapper Maar de kas wordt krapper. Het licht gaat uit BAM daar sneuvelt weer een ruit A million ways to live, a million ways to die A million ways to give your all instead of wastin' time You can live a million ways, welfare and minimum wage Gettin' rich off criminal ways, pop a pill to get rid of the pain A million ways to die, a million ways to live We're just tryin' to stay alive and raise our kids You can die a million ways, any time and any place This life is give and take. We survive with different stakes
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Cake Batter 04:06
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She got that Duncan Hines - cake batter I beat it up, then heat it up. Let her taste after She got that cake batter. Shawty got that cake batter I whip it, whip it, whip it. She won't be the same after She got that Duncan Hines and it's real sweet She got that pumpkin pie, I got that whipped cream And the whip clean, backseat striptease Believe It Or Not, she got that Ripley's It's Boy Meets World, she been savage (Ben Savage) She got me 'bout to blow a head gasket (Head gasket) Let's make a cake, we'll make a mess at it I'll shoot my icing all over her bread basket She got that Duncan Hines cake batter Gave her a mustache ride - Frank Zappa Pull out the whips and chains, she'll give me brain after Now that's what I call Fifty Shades of Grey Matter She can stay after, I'm teachin' class I'm pretty fly for a white guy - Peter Pan We got a spark, we don't even need a match I'll hit the mark and I won't even leave a scratch She got that Duncan Hines - cake batter I beat it up, then heat it up. Let her taste after She got that cake batter. Shawty got that cake batter I whip it, whip it, whip it. She won't be the same after I make it hot like I'm cheffin' curry I'ma take my shot like I'm Stephen Curry I'll give her the D, I'm just tryna score I'll give her the bone like a dinosaur Then send her home with her vagina sore 'Cuz I beat it up - Conor McGregor You're not a contender. She don't want a pretender I don't wanna offend her, I'm just bein' courteous I'll make it rain for encouragement I'm out for cake, that's my birthday wish I'll eat that ass like a cake pop I love to watch it shake, Michael J. Fox She'll keep me running back for several seasons She got me 'bout to pledge allegiance She looked at me like I'm handsome Then she took a knee for the anthem She got that Duncan Hines - cake batter I beat it up, then heat it up. Let her taste after She got that cake batter. Shawty got that cake batter I whip it, whip it, whip it. She won't be the same after Make that ass clap like we at a show Look like she could use a hand, let her have 'em both She returned the favor and I gave her that standing O And she oh.. My god! No applause. She the baddest though Said she listened to my song and it may be sexist I told her put some clothes on, and make me breakfast She don't pay for Netflix. She just wanna chill Make her top disappear, David Cop-a-feel Said she don't usually do this, but she probably will She got that Super Moist, Betty Crocker feel Open up the box with a lot of skill After I whip it, hope it won't take that long to heal She got that Pillsbury cake batter Gave her that Lumpy Gravy - Frank Zappa Dreams do come true. Girl, you livin' proof When I'm done whippin' you, you can lick the spoon She got that Duncan Hines - cake batter I beat it up, then heat it up. Let her taste after She got that cake batter. Shawty got that cake batter I whip it, whip it, whip it. She won't be the same after
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1300 Canal St. 05:12
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Yo I'm a do this in one take Keep it all I put my life in my raps Testify with my hand on the Bible in fact We had to fight for a chance Our only hope was the light through the cracks 'Cause otherwise it was very dim If I was scared to die, I'd be scared to live Escorted to paradise by the seraphim They threw me in that lake, I could barely swim This is the truest shit I ever dared to spit The truth is, music is my therapist If the shoe fits, you should be wearin' it You couldn't take a step in mine; find a pair that fits This is my cross to bear so I carry it Till it becomes the pine box that I'm buried in I inherited this pain. So I'm sharin' it I was four years old when my parents split Yeah, that that was my earliest memory Honestly, I have trouble remembering Anything as a kid that's a happy thought All I had was rap and basketball But I remember my dad takin' me See, I was kidnapped basically I sat in the van waitin', he Was on the phone at the gas station, screamin' At my mama. Now I'm re-livin' the trauma Of a childhood filled with demons and drama I had no one to lead or to follow So I marched to the beat of a hollow 55 gallon drum on Canal Street I cut the rim off and nailed it to a damn tree That was my hoop. The dirt was my court, fam Ballin' in second-hand dirty Jordache Rim so low, I'd feel tall with my short ass Didn't have a real ball, couldn't afford that Got a cheap one from Save-a-Lot again The last one I had, ended up poppin' it I would freestyle while I was lobbin' bricks Every time I would take a shot and miss I would just pretend that I was blockin' it Wanted to be Dennis Rodman or David Robinson Now I'm Pac again. Goin back and forth Between rap and sports. Once I realized I'd never have the chance to score like Magic or Soar like Jordan, of course I started rappin more I used to wake up before the sun came up Watch A Different World, eat, and lace up My DaDa Supremes. Hit the court for A few hours at least. Never got any better But I would feel free, and I would be sore June 15th, 2004 The greatest day of my life until my child was born I created a life, but my smile was worn I was elated with pride. But at the same time my strengths were outweighed by my plight. I was in a dark place Found my way to the light. And I prayed every night Anxious and blind, the pain always stayed on my mind I channeled it into this music, had a dream and a vision Never needed permission. You could see the commitment I caught a wave in a sea of affliction I lost my faith, I just needed conviction We were raised in egregious conditions We were born with predispositions For alcoholism and evil addiction But it's not a disease, it's a symptom Daddy was an alcoholic He kicked the habit when I went off to college It left me wondering if he drank because of me I was a handful when I was a teen But I'm so proud of him and bro and sis too They both kicked drugs and that's a big move You gotta kill that shit before it kills you 'Cause the reaper don't take IOUs when the bill's due I don't even wanna know what they went through That led to the drug use and the spent youth See, their dad was a drunk just like my father But he was a different type of monster One time I found a knife inside his car That night he came inside with the knife behind his arm I never knew him to have bite behind his bark But I was afraid for the lives he'd try to harm He was looking for my brother while he threatened us I think he wanted to kill his own flesh and blood I guess that's just what this infection does It affects and spreads to everyone you love Quite often mom would take me to McDonald's When the fights stopped 'n get me a Happy Meal How ironic. All I wanted Was a hockey stick. So she ran out and got me it And my friends said what a spoiled ass kid But they didn't understand we never had shit And we only did then 'cause she got her taxes Never had a plasma screen, but we got a trampoline A soccer ball and a basketball hoop We even got a real basketball too And that was the best summer that I ever had I like to think about it if I'm ever sad And for some reason, it makes me sadder
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Weed & NyQuil 03:26
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Never did coke, never tried pills All I ever did was weed and NyQuil In a baby bottle like Three 6 With a Jolly Rancher and Sprite Remix Tryin' to look cool, I... would throw in Whatever I could use, find, or substitute. I Had a mini-fridge, Skyy Blue and Zima Dad had some liquor in the kitchen, I would sneak some Didn't know what promethazine or codeine was But I still caught a sweet buzz In the backseat of JIN's Skylark, damn near fell asleep once They said I had a predisposition For addiction, weed and prescriptions Everyone in my family was a victim But not me, I was different Daddy was an alcoholic He kicked the habit when I went off to college And my mama was an alcoholic But when I was young, she stopped it My brother and sister were alcoholics And drug addicts for the longest And their daddy was an alcoholic Along with every man I ever saw my mom with Except Eddie. I spent plenty Weekdays full of teen angst, had to vent heavy Did I respect any thing he had to say? No I didn't respect his say so Or whatever authority he would claim, so The majority of time I was J. Cole I wanted to kill Edward. Stupid Told me turn off the N-word music Truth is I was fumin'. I lost my cool. When The fuse lit, it blew quick. Probably threw shit Threw around a couple faggots and a few bitches He said I was too big for my new britches For whichever reason, can't remember which He was the one that I rebelled against He insulted my intelligence The result of which was malevolence Daddy was an alcoholic He kicked the habit when I went off to college And my mama was an alcoholic But when I was young, she stopped it My brother and sister were alcoholics And drug addicts for the longest And their daddy was an alcoholic Along with every man I ever saw my mom with Movies taught me high school was like suicide And high school taught me that movies lie Thought it'd be more clicked up And to some extent, it was But for the most part, we were all fine Probably because we were all high Stoners turned out to hang with nerds now Jocks and preps, loners and burnouts My senior year was full of mistakes and blunt wraps I didn't graduate 'cause I flunked one class Thanks to Mr. Cottingham's dumb ass (Yo, you said if I did this, I would pass) Fuck math I ain't smoked in damn near a decade The last time was some shit my nephew Brett gave Me a hit of. Had me on the floor Paranoid, couldn't sit up. I'm glad I gave that shit up Seriously, weed is too fucking strong these days. Haha Daddy was an alcoholic He kicked the habit when I went off to college And my mama was an alcoholic But when I was young, she stopped it My brother and sister were alcoholics And drug addicts for the longest And their daddy was an alcoholic Along with every man I ever saw my mom with
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Latchkey Kid 03:44
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Havin' deja vu Flashbacks to when I used to play Ja Rule On those long walks on the way to school Had a long talk about breakin' rules That's why I didn't graduate I never had to state my case in front the magistrate Fuck your prom, I ain't have a date I showed up to my classes late No one to blame, but it played a part In slipping grades. But hey, they weren't that great to start Teachers dismayed, they all say I'm smart "If you apply yourself, you could make a mark" They sat me down, said "Let me be clear As long as you do the work for the rest of the year Pass your exam and you're present and here You'll pass the class and graduate with the rest of your peers" I'm not surprised at bein' lied to One credit shy, wouldn't let me slide through Too busy gettin' high, spittin' rhymes hot as Thai food Wanted to have me slingin' fries through the drive-thru No. That was no option though Supposed to be doin' math, had a problem though I woke up and didn't wanna go So we smoked blunts at the old hospital Never studied for a test. So my grades poor Didn't have friends, didn't play sports Hung out at the park, didn't skateboard Locked out of the house in a rainstorm And I ain't have the money for a payphone I got jumped on my way home My brother made them punks say they're sorry But I never got invited to the parties they'd throw The phony never thrive It's fight or flight, the goal is only to survive Bryan died, hope it isn't lonely in the sky That was probably 'round the time I met the homie from the Chi Perfect timin', Ivan with the cornrows Lord knows I was strivin' but the doors closed I don't know about the science or the hormones But I was too shy and quiet to perform shows We stole CDs from Kmart in broad day The cops chased us a long way but we got away He's the one that turned me on to Kanye In the lunch line standing in the hallway "Yo, you hear about this guy who produced for Jigga? Now he's steppin' to the mic and the dude delivers" I scribbled outside the lines when I drew a picture You could try to walk a mile if the shoes would fit ya Had the all white Classics with the 'fit to match But I had to wear the jacket with some different pants Yeah, I got my ass kicked; but I kicked 'em back Want me to bury the hatchet, bring a bigger axe Never studied for a test. So my grades poor Didn't have friends, didn't play sports Hung out at the park, didn't skateboard Locked out of the house in a rainstorm And I ain't have the money for a payphone I got jumped on my way home My brother made them punks say they're sorry But I never got invited to the parties they'd throw Class is in session I fell victim to my tragic perfection I was an outcast, no chance for acceptance I never figured out how to establish connections I had a target on my back as a freshman Picked on by kids who couldn't form an actual sentence Then I was actually friends with The kid who wanted to kick my ass after detention I was never diagnosed with manic depression But I wouldn't be surprised. In fact, I'd expect it I lashed out due to lack of attention I probably could've used a batch of anti-depressants I was an addict obsessed with Rap, never had a backup profession I filled up plastic cassettes with Hours of freestyles, planned on rapid ascension It never happened, now I'm lacking direction At times I wanted to wrap an extension cord Around the back of my neck and attach and suspend it From the rafters as a plan for an exit
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Flight to Miami 03:51
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Should be Hall of Fame, I'm a standout But I ain't never been the type to demand clout I ain't never fuckin' asked for a handout I'm in an old Charger - Dan Fouts I'm just trying to Push the Daytona They been sellin' kush on the corner I don't smoke but I look like a stoner I just need to get booked by promoters I don't give a fuck about a Grammy I'm just tryin' make some money for my family Grew up with just rice in the pantry I'm just tryin' book a flight to Miami They got it low cost at the boat launch 5-0 know well that we don't talk 5-star hotel on the boardwalk No Yelp, swordfish with the pork chop We'll be sittin' on top of the world in a minute In a minute Had a few losses for sure, but we're winnin' We're winnin' They wanna see us in the coffin, but we're still livin' Still livin' It ain't really no option. Deserve it, we'll get it We'll get it Should be Hall of Fame, it's unanimous I knew from the third grade that I had a gift Tryin' to hit the world stage with my bag of tricks Tried to climb to the top, but the ladder slipped If you wanna be the boss, it's not overnight It comes with a cost and it's overpriced If you wanna floss, gotta roll the dice I gotta start takin' my own advice I don't give a fuck about awards I just need what love I can afford Before they put me on ice in the morgue I'm just tryin' book a flight to New York Lambo doors on a coke white Porsche Lookin' like it can fly with the doors up Call it Snow White how it dwarfs ya Probably work my whole life to afford one We'll be sittin' on top of the world in a minute In a minute Had a few losses for sure, but we're winnin' We're winnin' They wanna see us in the coffin, but we're still livin' Still livin' It ain't really no option. Deserve it, we'll get it We'll get it Do it for the love now So I can do it for the money later I need a house on twenty acres Where I ain't got no fuckin' neighbors You can hate me now, you gon' love me later It's crazy how a bunch of paper Can move mountains and touch strangers Sick and tired of these rap Pinocchios Spittin' braggadocio. They brag and boast but don't Give back to folks they know in their postal codes From broken homes to trips to the Poconos Gettin' Oprah doe, givin' gifts like the Oprah show Too busy postin' .gifs on your mobile phone Hit the open road, do some shows and hope you blow Skip the rodeo of bullshit and bullet holes Lipstick and old cologne. I don't condone the blow, you know You'll overdose if you don't slow your roll No one knows the oats you've sown, the M.O. you've shown I'm glad you made it. Congratulations - Post Malone Won't get chosen off flows alone Sold your soul for gold and clothes just to grow old alone Approach the throne with a noble tone I wrote in prose on a Post-It note: I'm goin' home
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You 04:08
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You my queen, you ascended to the throne Bought you a ring 'cause I treasure you like gold You a blessing and it shows. You the best I've ever known Got me smilin' every time I get a message on my phone I send you home with the scent of my cologne You might be a lot of things, you won't ever be alone You and me is the recipe I wrote We got chemistry, I know that our legacy will grow You're the one that my focus is on I know I belong in your arms gettin' closer to God Knew you were special from the moment we talked Before I met you I was hopeless and lost You give me purpose, you deserve my applause I'm in awe. You're so perfect, you're allergic to flaws I'm tryin' to earn it, so I'm learnin' the cost I know you're worth it, feels like I got the world in my palms Wake up in the morning and I say a little prayer for you To build a life I can share with you You know I'm always there for you I will always take care of you I thank god every day for you I search for the words I can say to you I know we can make it through I will always have faith in you You're the first thing that ever goes through my mind When I open my eyes and the last when I close 'em at night I only feel right when I'm holdin' you tight Give you a shoulder to cry on when emotions are high I'll be there for the lows and the highs I'm prepared to give you roses while we both are alive Every morning say a prayer and just hope you're alright Give my heart and my soul just to know that you're mine I wanna spend my life with you. I promise I'm the guy for you I put that on my kids and my mama and the bible too I wanna be the one that makes you smile through the trials You and I can do anything we set our minds to I'll be right beside you, I promise I won't ever leave You and me forever, you're the only one I'll ever need You make me a better me. Let us keep that energy Already seen some memories, can't wait to get a wedding ring Wake up in the morning and I say a little prayer for you To build a life I can share with you You know I'm always there for you I will always take care of you I thank god every day for you I search for the words I can say to you I know we can make it through I will always have faith in you I thank god every day for you I search for the words I can say to you I know we can make it through I will always have faith in you Wake up in the morning and I say a little prayer for you To build a life I can share with you You know I'm always there for you I will always take care of you I thank god every day for you I search for the words I can say to you I know we can make it through I will always have faith in you
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Mine 03:38
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Baby, let's spend the night together I'll give you all types of pleasure I know you're some kind of treasure You know that you're mine forever (You mine!) Baby girl, you fine as hell Tell them other dudes they can die in hell Stay the night, girl, you might as well You'll always be mine, only time will tell (You mine!) Baby girl, you fine as fuck I always want more when our time is up And my soul leave my body every time you suck You try to wind me up, I'll beat that vagina up Yeah, beat it up like a Tyson fight '21 Bonnie and Clyde, you my ride or die Under covers like Michael Knight Never use a rubber when I slide inside That's my pussy and I'm proud Pull it out and put in your mouth Love in various ways I couldn't even count We get carried away, probably shouldn't be this loud Maxwell House good to the last drop Do it anywhere, use the woods as a backdrop That's hot. I'll forever be your man I'm your number one fan. You the best I ever had Baby, let's spend our lives together You give me all types of pleasure You know you're some kind of treasure I know that you're mine forever (You mine!) Baby girl, you fine as hell Tell them other dudes they can die in hell Stay the night, girl, you might as well You'll always be mine, only time will tell (You mine!) Put on some Marvin I'ma eat the pussy, I'm starvin' Got you bent over the hood of my car and Got a folder on my phone full of footage you star in We can do it fast or slow Daddy knows how to get them panties soaked Tie your hands with rope, make you gag and choke That's my pussy, my ass and throat I ain't worried 'bout them dudes, I ain't scared of nothin' I'm the one that's got your mascara runnin' The one that you trust, that you choose, you're stuck with The one you're in love with, your future husband Fuck you on the table, no juice or muffins Just back shots like you ran from the damn cops Stand strong. I'll let you choose your path You my number one fan. I'm the best you ever had Baby, let's spend the night together I'll give you all types of pleasure You know you're some kind of treasure I know that you're mine forever (You mine!) Baby girl, you fine as hell Tell them other dudes they can die in hell Stay the night, girl, you might as well You'll always be mine, only time will tell (All mine!) And I'm yours
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The Flame 04:39
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I was tired of the same old song and dance Quit rap for a while, thought I'd lost my chance But 2018, Rob brought me back I brought the wrath on any song or track that crossed my path All of a sudden this desire arose I felt the fire that grows deep inside of my soul I wrote rhymes to expose these liars and foes I wrote Lions & Crows through reliance on hope It's just how I stayed numb to these surroundings My life was crumbling around me Couldn't be strong, but I didn't want to sound weak I knew it wouldn't be long before they found me On the floor, blood stainin' the ceramic tiles If I ran a mile in your shoes I would laugh a while Never been accused of a lack of style Good news. I lit the fuse, flicked the match and smiled Actin' like it's nothing 'cause it ain't I don't give a fuck and that's OK My heart is numb from the pain I won't succumb to the flame Actin' like it's nothing 'cause it ain't I don't give a fuck and that's OK My heart is numb from the pain I won't succumb to the flame Reached out to these artists, these singers, guitarists All the rappers I know that bring it the hardest Some of 'em have problems with keepin' a promise If he said he didn't want to, at least he was honest But some of 'em just wanted to string me along with No intention to follow through. Shouldn't acknowledge you I just wanted you to sing on a song or two If you didn't want to, why'd you say you wanted to? Been strung along for years in a few cases It appears that I'm too gracious Some of my fears got a new facelift Some of my peers got two faces Never know which one will message you on Facebook "I just wrote a great hook. Maybe you could take a look? I know you stay booked. I can even pay, look!" What can I say? Crooks are just gonna stay crooks Actin' like it's nothing 'cause it ain't I don't give a fuck and that's OK My heart is numb from the pain I won't succumb to the flame Actin' like it's nothing 'cause it ain't I don't give a fuck and that's OK My heart is numb from the pain I won't succumb to the flame Just a little hip-hop kid raised off of Pac, BIG Nas and whatever was on at my mom's crib My life had it's my ups and downs like hydraulics Spent three-quarters of it watchin' the clock tick I should've been signed back in aught-six It all could've been mine, but I lost it In 2005, me and Rob split I recorded an album but didn't drop it Till 2010. It's funny when I think of all the time And the money spent, all the lies And the stuff that's said, all the friends that have come and went It doesn't matter now. I'm after status now I planned it out, had it down since the third grade Supposed to be my way out of my birthplace Hopefully now I can learn ways To turn angst, hurt, and pain into earned pay Actin' like it's nothing 'cause it ain't I don't give a fuck and that's OK My heart is numb from the pain I won't succumb to the flame Actin' like it's nothing 'cause it ain't I don't give a fuck and that's OK My heart is numb from the pain I won't succumb to the flame
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America Lost and Found 04:09
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America The land of the free isn't hallowed ground America No sanity in the lost and found America The home of the brave is Falling Down America No hope or change in the lost and found Murder is a hobby. They lobby for it. 'Cause war is profit Yet they got this war on profit. I wonder which war is next They think that it's not important to sort this enormous debt Their focus is stock performance, constitution torn to shreds Theft is commonplace. They'll confiscate your property If you don't wanna pay the proper fee and feed the bureaucracy The State's engaged in robbery. The legislative body seems Intent on passin' policies that actively act to promote poverty Politicians promise they will not increase taxes Sell you a pack of lies packaged as a sacrifice After which, they act as if it won't affect your families' lives Their core religion is corporatism. The more you give 'em, the more they take But there's more at stake. Our poor children can't afford to pay. For their sake Don't let 'em re-live your mistakes. We all share this common ground You're not allowed to just watch us drown. Guess what? We broke, no jobs around They been robbin' us for years. We gon' rob 'em now. America, lost and found America The land of the free isn't hallowed ground America No sanity in the lost and found America The home of the brave is Falling Down America No hope or change in the lost and found Corruption is a function of higher office. 'Cuz liars often Try to deny their conscience. They line their pockets With profits and no one tries to stop it. Pray to false idols and prophets Rockin' designer watches, bought with tax dollars Our forefathers all rightly fought this. Be highly cautious Of all of these congressmen, And all who have gotten rich Through involvement in politics. Promises, Promises It's all just a parlor trick. Why bother with common sense? The problem is the logic is missing, it's the cognitive dissonance Of obvious hypocrites that are oddly oblivious To the different problems we're living with Proudly dismissive with ungodly indifference Listen, it's plain to see. Since the day that we learned our ABC's We were trained to be subservient, the person in Front of the curtain is a diversion, it's the puppet master Behind the scenes that minds the strings. It's time to bring Some kind of peace to a society that treats Lies and greed with high esteem. They try to keep us Silent by violent means. But we'll fight and bleed And even die to keep the right to speak till we're finally free America The land of the free isn't hallowed ground America No sanity in the lost and found America The home of the brave is Falling Down America No hope or change in the lost and found We're tired of the racists, the violence, and hatred On both sides of the equation. Tired of the latest Debate and the way it gets inside our entertainment When we're trying to escape it. Don't believe in the media Supplyin' information. They're lyin' to your faces They don't even try to hide manipulation Their biases are blatant. Defiantly complacent Complicit in tryin' to divide and kill a nation Liars quick to say if you don't like the situation You should find a different station. Patrons on both sides Of the aisle engage in vile intimidation They smile while we're faced with trials and tribulations There's a glitch in the Matrix, the file needs replacing They get rich off engagement, the virus leads to payments Reporting live from inside the simulation The final destination, it's time for us to change it America The land of the free isn't hallowed ground America No sanity in the lost and found America The home of the brave is Falling Down America No hope or change in the lost and found
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Paper Hearts & Wax Wings 04:40
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Tell me what do you believe in Do you believe in fear There's got to be a reason For even bein' here Maybe we just can't see it clear But somethin' brought us together Whether it was the universe Or something more clever Something spiritual, supernatural Something empirical. Something factual Something invisible. Something tangible Something physical. Something animal -istic. This is an error in a line of code This is the terror inside your soul This is an era of lies that grow We wanna shine but don't fly too close Don't fly too close to the sun When it's time to go and it's done Don't wind up holdin' the gun You can shine and glow if you must But you have to run before you can leap You know the sun is out of man's reach You can be the flame or spark we can't see To ignite paper hearts and wax wings You're nobody till somebody kills you We only know the Twitter you, we don't know the real you We only saw the interview, we ain't hear the real truth Who's gone pull the trigger, who's gone be the one to kill you And truly make you famous. The clue is what the aim is The shooter made a statement at the usual arraignment Blood pooled up on the pavement Footage hits the news to be used as entertainment One word, twelve letters. How to make you sell better Posthumously (Posthumously) Possibly a robbery. Tired of your shoppin' sprees Fire off shots and flee. They wanna watch you bleed Possessed, no apostrophe. Obsessed with philosophy It might even be yourself Look into the mirror, you don't even see yourself The frequency is felt, it reverberates What's the murder rate when the whole entire world's a stage? Don't fly too close to the sun When it's time to go and it's done Don't wind up holdin' the gun You can shine and glow if you must But you have to run before you can leap You know the sun is out of man's reach You can be the flame or spark we can't see To ignite paper hearts and wax wings Time is passing slow. The hourglass is broke Only a fraction know. The faction is fractured though Where did all the compassion go xxxtenatacion I ain't like your music but truth is I'm sad you had to go Maybe he coulda turned his life around. Maybe he coulda earned the right to clown Maybe he woulda learned to wise up, how will we ever find this out now that his time's up? Wow Maybe the bars that he was writin' down Coulda gotten better. Instead of lost forever Now they're preserved in time. How are we so certain we observed his prime His life ended ten years premature of mine Rap tenure's on a premature decline We proceed to blur the line between art and reality How do we endure this time at the heart of a tragedy How do we turn the tide without starting with gravity How do we burn the sky without a spark or some gasoline How do we learn to fly without hearts using wax for wings Don't fly too close to the sun When it's time to go and it's done Don't wind up holdin' the gun You can shine and glow if you must But you have to run before you can leap You know the sun is out of man's reach You can be the flame or spark we can't see To ignite paper hearts and wax wings
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The Final Sleep 04:18
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Keep callin' my name, I hang my head Now I am ashamed I'm blessed Dreams fall by the wayside, I made my Bed. Now I gotta take my rest With the Lord as my witness I made my bed, now I lie in it Sometimes I wish I would die in it Nights like this, I wanna fly, listen Before I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my crown to keep I'm not really one for countin' sheep I pray the Lord allows me peace And if I shall die before I wake I pray the Lord my sword to take Before I make some more mistakes I pray I can ignore this fate I don't have time to breathe You don't have to be alive to teach I hope I die inside my dreams I hope this is the final sleep I don't have time to breathe You don't have to be alive to teach I hope I die inside my dreams I hope this is the final sleep Keep a Glock on the waistline in case I'm shot Now I gotta FaceTime with God Beat the odds when the stakes' high, betray my Thoughts. Now I gotta make time to watch With this sword that I'm given Slice my wrist every five minutes Some kind of gift that I'm quite timid Nights like this, I wanna fly, listen Before I lay me down to rest I pray I get my pound of flesh I'm not one to count the steps I pray the Lord allows me breath And if shall die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take Before I find a hole to lay I pray I can know the way I don't have time to breathe You don't have to be alive to teach I hope I die inside my dreams I hope this is the final sleep I don't have time to breathe You don't have to be alive to teach I hope I die inside my dreams I hope this is the final sleep Try to keep me awake, I'll take my time Now I'm in a place I designed Keep time with the bassline, arrange my Lies. Now don't try to change my mind Start a war in my image Fill a pool with tears and dive in it I tried to swim, but my mind didn't Nights like this, I wanna fly, listen Before I take my final sleep I pray I can find some peace I'm not one for the hide and seek I pray that I'm finally free And if I should die before it's time I pray that you're more divine Before you try to force a tie Just remember that we're born to die, and I... I don't have time to breathe You don't have to be alive to teach I hope I die inside my dreams I hope this is the final sleep I don't have time to breathe You don't have to be alive to teach I hope I die inside my dreams I hope this is the final sleep

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A Rapper Named Nati Three Rivers, Michigan

Three Rivers, MI, based hip-hop artist A Rapper Named Nati has been penning rhymes since 1996. He met Dutch producer Rob Maestro in high school, circa 2004. Fifteen years later, the pair have been anointed Self-Proclaimed Kings. (Pronounced “notty.”)

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