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Time Check [intro]
01:11
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2. |
What It Is
02:03
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02:: What It Is
verse 1:
This is dedicated to my peeps & plus them rich kids
To them earths them ghetto queens them honey dips
To the real mc’z them rappers & them nitch bigs
To those creating making moves & those that ditch dig
To the laymen plus the pious plus the mystics
To y’all who think living in ignorance is bliss it’s
Dedicated to those who slept last year and missed this
Which is a little something new from the brother who hitched his
Sights on the art’s form never shifted
Let me rip this… new heights new plights watch me flip this
So ill with my skills yo! Call me sickness
Let me kick this with a quickness pass my clip it’s
Time to shoot this gift & make you think that it was Christmas
This is what you will find on every B-Boy’s wish list
Fat rhymes that I finessed with a slickness with a swiftness
I can’t resist this Urge to rock a microphone I know my style’s exquisite
Plus prolific You don’t want to skip this flav delicious
Everywhere I go they be like Yo! This is the Ish kid!!
Intricate rhymes twisted tangled like 2 tongues when you be kissing
Blowing minds this ish is dope I need a hit give me a hit kid!
This is what I do to chase the wolf away he’s vicious
What I do to put food on my plates and dishes
What I do to make some loot then buy my fishes
Is what I do when this existence feels malicious
Is what I do to pass the time the clock is ticking
Is what I do cause hip-hop’s life and I’m a live this!
Is what I am cause hip-hop’s life & that’s what this is…
verse 2:This is dedicated to my peoples out enjoying
These lyrical type contortions verbal potions it’s important
See without you supporting we’d be aborting dreams & be ghost
Like Patrick have to resort to measures that would not be flows
That’s magically acrobatic or sometimes even spastic
But tactics that’s drastic imagine the havoc
That would render this life so dramatically tragic
I ain’t trying to see that of have it so
UNIT-e knows we need those Latinos Gringos & Chinos
Negroes & Ginos to be bros.
Amigos & peoples then we goes
To the Next levels… Like we s’posed…!
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3. |
Très Fly
03:18
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5. |
Aftertaste
03:52
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6. |
Eye of the Tempest
03:39
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Eye Of The Tempest
verse 1:
Egos forever swelling forever dwellin'
In ignorance & arrogance forever tellin
Fake stories about snakes & felons
Placing slugs in melons
Of unlucky fellas drug sellers thugs & over zealous women
Stories of kingpins & how you hung em & how you stung em
Now you filling young ones heads with visions of impossible cream
You got em feigning for lies
Living way beyond their means forming teams & ties
Designing schemes to fulfill their dreams
Of obtaining the finer things in life but real fast like
Evil pastimes have too many of us reminiscing of our baby brothers real fast life
Which was mad trife until the blast light
Children of the half light don't know how to act right
Last night another was lost to the crack pipe
& a 2nd over shoes in a fast heist
Yes its a sad plight how easy & fast life is lost
Plus the cost of the new Nikes mad expensive
Damage extensive savage kids lacking temperance
Acting like the Devils apprentice rent us all senseless & sent us
Straight into the Eye of the Tempest
chorus:
There's a storm that's brewin', Pursuin' mankind
to ruin mankind
& Still we act blind?
verse 2:
I heard that deeds speak o.k. so please keep that ass away
I have no need nor desire to be harassed today
I has to say that's the way my peeps be feeling when you pass this way
Squealing tires screaming sirens peeling caps for play
You have a vast array of this community
Feeling mad dismay seeing sad displays of punishment with impunity
As you blast away another brother but this one younger than the last
Might have seen 16 summers until he crossed the path
Of ridiculous cops who should've been plumbers instead see
A non-deadly fix for your cravings of lead gee
I wonder I wonder who's dumber them plumbers
Or the ones who gave them plumbers them guns
Man that badge be a license for wreaking havoc tragedy
& taking lives man we badly need to re-arrange the way these
Deranged things be arranged in these strange days see
The signs read the signs heed the signs these are the warning signs
So heed the science kid be true to the alliances that you make
But make no mistakes & make no alliances with fakes or snakes
Because the stakes are high Yo! Like IQ must be if were bent on survival
Which is reserved for the fittest nobody wanna die so exercise your defenses
Intellectual spiritual emotional strength is
Our only shelter @ the Eye of the Tempest
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7. |
Deeds
03:35
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Yeah... One time for ya Mind!
Tallisman the Mystics
It seems the season for treason so mc’z be unpleasing
That’s the reason many people be saying “All mc’z are cheesy”
But that ain’t true that’s a lie believe me
But if it was true and we was cheesy then I’d be better
See I’d be cheddar with mad flavour!
I whoop-up the parties when I loop up my samples
& all forms of wackness in my cypha it gets trampled
Dismantled with a quickness I’m sick of this you go lyrical fitness
But your content it is nonsense should be past tense (why?)
Cause you a bomb shell sucka
The kinds I used to hear my moms tell about
The kind that look good but there’s nothing inside cause it’s all on the out
No doubt you got clout & so you think your position is firm
But it’s about scripts that I’m flipping so you best listen & learn
You gonna get burned if you let words not deeds be your adorning
Lord I think we need heed the warning…
Let deeds not words be your adorning
We better heed the warning
I think we need to heed the warning…
deeds not words not words…
Let deeds not words be your adorning listen I’m warning
Y’all Mafiosos thugs & gangsters we @ war son
We need soldiers not players it’s not a game & it’s gotten colder plus so ill
For real I’m counting mole hills sprouting boulders becoming mountains what’s the deal
It’s amazing the way that black mc’z wanna represent Italy with the crap they saying
Claiming they keep it real & represent to the fullest displaying
There’s more lead between their ears than in the bullets they ain’t spraying
What I’m saying: we need to focus on deeds & elevation
I’m saying: we need to focus on reality stop escaping
I’m slaying wack mc’z betraying the trust given to us
When we pick up the M-I-C & begin to bust
See the lyrics that we conveyin’s more than words it’s lifestyles
Portrayed in rhyme styles imitated by shorties so most be trife styles
Perpetuated strife styles taking lives while / We take no responsibility…
Let deeds not words be your adorning
We better heed the warning
I think we need to heed the warning…
deeds not words not words…
Some mc’z act like they don’t know & they don’t know
But they still flow thinking it won’t show but it do show
It’s crucial that ya find out ask my crew yo!
When the rhymes out then the time’s out for you bros
Lights out it’s time now for a new show
We gon’ shine now with new flows
That truly reflect & represent how we do yo!
Words manifested physically… deeds actions deeds physically
Transmuted into linguistics exquisitely placed in time
Rhymes rhythmically encased in beats & bass &
We find ‘em blaring from jeeps & basements &
Motivating peeps & blowing minds
Shifting paradigms from the basser to the better
You will see bros with every letter my people flow phatter
& paralyze the wack the terrorise tracks with bull fecal matter
This does not flatter the nobility of our station
As human beings true indeed & it’s trying my patience…
Let deeds not words be your adorning
We better heed the warning
I think we need to heed the warning…
deeds not words not words…
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Mystical linguistical styles enable me to produce verbally
That which most other mc’z they need to induce herbally
That is just absurd to me wack mc’z y’all better murder me
Or watch all their career dreams fade away into obscurity
Tallisman the mystics y’all incase y’all never heard of me
My crew’s renown for moving herds who be known as partygoers
& for removing clowns these nerds you see assuring you & assuring me
That they’s the man & they crew’s the crew the truth is blurry
For those who seek the truth & I do mean the truth unblemished then it’s
Plain to see in me you’ll find security
Surely you will see if you open your eyes
Positive is the way we choose to live our lives you see we refuse the many see through
Lies devised by those who despise the many things that we do
Which in actuality adds up to be our culture
See media boys & girls sit poised like birds of prey or should I say vultures
Ready to swoop down & scoop up half truths which they then mould and sculpture
Into tall tales that they call stories decorate ‘em with headlines
That we find every morning for sale @ local news stands
Unfortunately tall tales prevail & soon transpose them selves one octave
Into our so-called educational systems in which then
They are systematically fed to & absorbed by young yet never insignificant minds
Yes they do have nerve calling murder a crime while they’re tainting
A young generations perception of entire ethnic groups with hype
These graphic truth lacking type images they painting…
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9. |
Ketchup
03:58
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10. |
Hypnotics
02:47
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The answer is me… the question: Who’s the greatest mc in the world?
Ask ya mama & ya girl
& see if you can follow these here flows as they unfurl
most other mc’z they be hollow… like clams with no pearls
Coherent thoughts they whirl through my mind
Combine with words swirl into rhymes this is genesis
Spontaneous combustion of prose
That erupt into flows
The destruction of all foes is unstoppable
Be they physical or metaphysical bet I rock they all
With this exquisite balance of metaphysics & talents
Which leads me to the waters of truth I drink gallons
I sink my talons deep in that worth keeping
I be the gnat turned eagle through the knowledge that I’m seeking
Nocturnal peoples is freaking off the way I’m speaking
I gots too much juice to keep in so I’m leaking
Step into my deep & see if you can hang
With the secrets that you peeping… yeah I’m glad you came
See it’s all about seeking the truth beneath the sheeth &
The knowledge seeping realize we reaping what we sowing
The left & right is peeking as the beats bumping in the jeeps rolling
Through the streets I got my peeps jumping @ the shows overflowing
With mc’z & mc wanna be’z bet they all wanna see
Little old me elevate for real
I get ill with the murderous type hypnotic lyrrical skill…
Murder with the hypnotic lyrical skills
Murder with the hypnotic lyrical skills
Now if you take a second like a watch
& watch this kid wrecking shop like I’m crazed
You cannot but be amazed like grace
Call me Sony ‘cause you’ll be seing colourful displays
That’s arrayed in ways very similar to the sun
Styles conveyed like a belt they even felt by the numb
Like a tickle now I could make a cripple who’s dumb
Jump up & shout praise the lord have’em singing like the Commodores
Rhymes I hoard like Donkey Kong country hoards bananas
Beats be bumping like a back road full of potholes
Like a backhoe it’s digable like planets I’m coming
New & improved like the year was 95 & I was Janet’s stomach
Man I done it like Rick the ruler should have
Smooth & slick I never got caught
Top knotch wherever I rocks that’s the hot spots I gots really big beats
Like Billy Squire or like Sasquatch gots really big feets
You know that I keeps it compact like a lap-top with the power of a main frame
My main aim is to continue also maintain
Creating innovations conducive to ovations… stimulation… contemplation… elevation for real
I gets ill with the murderous type hypnotic lyrical skills…
Murder with the hypnotic lyrical skills
Murder with the hypnotic lyrical skills...
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Ay yo! The rebirth of hip-hop has just begun
Man I hope you watching us cause we gon’ have some fun
T. Luv & PHATT Rokadopalous
Ripping mics because we gots ta bust
Plus we love ta bust uphold the trust represent T-dot metropolous
Nobody’s stopping us no one on top of us
Bet ya baddest jam we top & crush
Everybody knows the flows & shows is straight miraculous… Miraculous…
I’ma make that first move dance my dance & have the last laugh
Leave y’all suckas feeling like booty without the asscrack (useless)
Screaming about getting paid & laid truth is ya rarely has that
But I guess ya need to let off some steam & maybe even pass gas
I’m investing in my future like penny stocks & Nasdaq
I has that style to suit ya many watch because the rap’s phat
Many lost within their wack tracks ‘bout the crack rocks & the gats packed
I’ma say it slow so ya understand that’s wack black!
Most these rhyming kids is still sleeping like cat naps
I know what time it is your format’s tired you need to scratch that
Like whiplash to reality quickly you need to snapback
Switch that mentality for sanity presently you lack that
Living for combat fantasies within life’s fast track
Y’all are seriously tripping like acid or some flashbacks
I’ma trash that for real whenever I get the chance black
Return ya cassette to HMV & get my cash back
Then proceed to release the new style few will ever match that
Y’all could step into my deepness few will ever grasp that
The essence of this is hip-hop & you could never mask that
Or end that this art is eternal regardless of who you blast @
Mc’z wanna test the length of skills but I doubt if y’all could last that
Y’all could put these joints on pause & still you’ll never catch that
Put this joint on pause man still you’ll never catch that
I suggest you chill homeboy go home you need some practice
Ay yo! The rebirth of hip-hop has just begun
Man I hope you watching us cause we gon’ have some fun
T. Luv & PHATT Rokadopalous
Ripping mics because we gots ta bust
Plus we love ta bust uphold the trust represent T-dot metropolous
Nobody’s stopping us no one on top of us
Bet ya baddest jam we top & crush
Everybody knows the flows & shows is straight miraculous… Miraculous…
We we’ve got you over the hump (hump)
Call your peoples up ‘cause we doing the bump (bump)
No need to look it’s not hard to find
Frojack & Willy Dynamite’s new state of mind…
Yo! I terminate on beats like brother’s knowledge of the past
& bust explosive rhymes akin to matches lit to gas
Shatter that ass like a jaw made of glass you wanna pass me?
Ask me nicely don’t front like you nasty
Though I agree lyrically you probably never heard of me
That’s how you played yaself thinking you could murder me
Verbally I made you high like y’all was kicking herbals ‘G’
“I never new PHATT ROCK could kick some ish like this!”
Got you running like WW2 Jews out of Germany
How the !y’all 2 cool ! thought that you’d be burnning me
With my New Empire psychology scholarly rocking this industry
So !a tech 9 my mind delves into a tech 12
So deep it reaches R.E.M. sleep dreaming of hell
Where the mega city’s artist working his hardest still can’t get the farthest
Life ain’t fair but this too can change
Once you understand and break every rule of the game…
Ay yo! The rebirth of hip-hop has just begun
Man I hope you watching us cause we gon’ have some fun
T. Luv & PHATT Rokadopalous
Ripping mics because we gots ta bust
Plus we love ta bust uphold the trust represent T-dot metropolous
Nobody’s stopping us no one on top of us
Bet ya baddest jam we top & crush
Everybody knows the flows & shows is straight miraculous… Miraculous…
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God Bless
03:28
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God bless 2pac rest his soul
God bless hip-hop protect this flow
God rest them wack mc’z that stress my soul
& make it so I can’t hear my baby…
God bless Biggie rest his soul
God bless hip-hop protect this flow
God rest them wack mc’z that stress my soul
& make it so I can’t hear my baby…
Everything is crazy in these sick old days & times
Lazy kids be doing crimes to earn their nickels & their dimes
Mc’z they cannot rap if they don’t stick those in their rhymes
Speak to buddah till they blind & wonder why they’re missing Signs…
Now isn’t it ironic like Alanis the way that we damn this
With the wackness did we plan this?
Hip-hop has no fans left
‘Cause everybody on the planet & their mama wanna rap now
So I’ma bring the trauma to the legions of the wack now listen
What is hip-hop if it ain’t revolution?
What is hip-hop if there ain’t evolution?
What is hip-hop that ain’t part of the solution? It’s part of the problem plus it’s air pollution…
God bless Subroc rest his soul
God bless hip-hop protect this flow
God rest them wack mc’z that stress my soul
& make it so I can’t hear my baby…
God bless Trouble rest her soul
God bless hip-hop protect this flow
God rest them wack mc’z that stress my soul
& make it so I can’t hear my baby…
If a picture’s worth a thousand words then I’ll be painting murals
All this east coast is the most no the west is the best mess
Is stressing me out plus its getting on my neurals
Question what would hip-hop be without 2nd person plurals?
A lot less populated a lot less complicated
Mc’z act like their whole thought process is constipated
So the content and concept of their rhyme’s regurgitated
I heard it hate it! I’m sick of tales of thugs peeling slugs that murdered players
I’m sick of all them tales of them teams that prevailed & their schemes
To obtain all their dreams & live way beyond their means
It’s a disgrace the way that they rape hip-hop & disrespect my queen
Know what I mean? chorus
God bless Cowboy rest his soul
God bless hip-hop protect this flow
God rest them wack mc’z that stress my soul
& make it so I can’t hear my baby…
God bless Scott La Rock rest his soul
God bless hip-hop protect this flow
God rest them wack mc’z that stress my soul
& make it so I can’t hear my baby…
Brother brother... Yo! there’s far too many of you dying what’s going on?
The question remains unanswered plagued by a cancer
Hip-Hop becomes malignant
Indignant rappers that should’ve been dancer display their ignorance
Gun clappers wanna rap… while rappers front like they’re gun clappers
It’s madness it has us real mc’z asking what happened
To make these coastal beefs sicker than mad cow disease
Mc’z from the east visit the west & get deceased & vice versa
Stop the murder increase the peace
Love to all of my peeps in the west & in the east
& in the east & in the west
just keep it fresh God Bless…
God bless 2pac rest his soul
God bless hip-hop protect this flow
God rest them wack mc’z that stress my soul
& make it so I can’t hear my baby…
God bless Biggie rest his soul
God bless hip-hop protect this flow
God rest them wack mc’z that stress my soul
& make it so I can’t hear my baby…
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Brimstone
03:46
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69 inches
01:16
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Hey baby girl do you need some tissue?
Looking @ that face I can tell you got issues
Is it ya man did that knuckle head diss you?
Hanging with his boys when you needed him with you?
Did he tell you that he loves you just to kiss you
Taste the peach do the do hit you then split boo?
Or was you down when somebody kick you?
Is this about them ends Did somebody stiff you?
I could be ya friend tell me what is it boo?
Perhaps I am the one to make you feel less miserable
Now you could lean on me when you need uplift too & plus to see you laugh that would be exquisite boo
See if you got them issues I could help to bear the load
& if ya path is rocky I could help repair the road
& if ya smile is awkward girl you could bear ya soul
Cause yeah I found a rainbow but I’d like to share the gold…
If you looking for someone to hang around ‘till the end
I’ll be your friend I’ll be your friend
& if you need a hand… I got 1 to lend…
I’ll be your friend I’ll be your friend
Tired of them fools that only act & pretend
I’ll be your friend I’ll be your friend
& when you need to talk you can call me then
I’ll be your friend I’ll be your friend…
Stopped her bicycle on the road yesterday
She said I ain’t ya friend don’t do it again
Got a broken down 1970 pretend
No garage but in blue coveralls I stand
Can’t do much about that engine but a broken heart I can
Be the man that needs some talking to I’ll walk you through the plan
You & I long time got my goods in your lane
The pain soon be gone away just like a cloud with no rain
Tear stained tissues are gonna miss you but
If that cat come back & don’t know what he want
I’ll be your Joey doll be a friend of mine
We can swing it in them trees until the end of time
You & I stuck together doll it ain’t no crime
With mind body & soul searching we’ll do fine
Mind body & soul searching we’re fine…
If you looking for someone to hang around ‘till the end
I’ll be your friend I’ll be your friend
& if you need a hand… I got 1 to lend…
I’ll be your friend I’ll be your friend
Tired of them fools that only act & pretend
I’ll be your friend I’ll be your friend
& when you need to talk you can call me then
I’ll be your friend I’ll be your friend…
Hey baby girl tell me what you laughing @
It’s good to see them dimples who would’ve thought imagine that
Frowns upside down now cause we ain’t having that
There’s far too much joy & that’s what we’re stabbing @
Grabbing that… like it’s going outta style
It’s good to know that we gon’ stay for a while
We gon’ play for a while
& maybe sing some songs
& have each other’s back when things they go wrong
We gon’ swing all day long when we get that dancing feeling
We gon’ light up the evening leave this town reeling
Coffee & tea & amazing conversation
A perfect oasis from this crazy hectic pace &
We gon’ chill ‘till we feel like acting wild
Now I could write a volume or 2 about your smile
I could write another about the things that we gon’ do
Hope to write a million about the things that we go through…
If you looking for someone to hang around ‘till the end
I’ll be your friend I’ll be your friend
& if you need a hand… I got 1 to lend…
I’ll be your friend I’ll be your friend
Tired of them fools that only act & pretend
I’ll be your friend I’ll be your friend
& when you need to talk you can call me then
I’ll be your friend I’ll be your friend…
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Pushin' Up Daisy's
04:39
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I knew a flower named Daisy pollination crazy
Even had a baby but she never had 6
Her mom was always saying “Be careful how you playing if you keep hitting the hay then 1 day you gon’ get sick!”
Now Daisy’s mom was wise but Daisy rolled her eyes
Ignored her mom’s advice & rolled down to the spot
To hang with her friends flirting with the mens
She loved those with a Benz but even loved those that walked
Now she was good looking so all the guys were looking
If he was good looking then they would leave the club
1 day In July Daisy met this guy
Who she thought was truly fly so Daisy fell in love
Now here’s where it gets ill striving for a thrill
“Slick I’m on the pill if you wanna have some fun!”
Next an erection guess their direction
Sex was the intention but protection there was none
But Daisy was not wise ignoring mom’s advice
Had she realised then maybe today she’d be alive…
You better to chill yo! don’t get too easily familiar
If you pushing up Daisy’s sure enough it’s gonna kill ya
So chill cause if you go & act crazy
The easily familiar leaves ya pushing up Daisy’s
Daisy’s… you’ll be pushing up Daisy’s
Daisy’s… you’ll be pushing up Daisy’s
Daisy’s… you’ll be pushing up Daisy’s
I know it’s crazy you’ll be pushing up Daisy’s…
I remember the days when Money he was saying
That anytime he sees a honey he could skeeze her
He was always bragging about how would please her
Talking about play her you know love her just to leave her
I was no believer until the 2nd week of
School that’s when meet a new chick named Anita
Man you should have seen her she was flyer than a diva
Chocolate like a treat but she was much sweeter
Now every guy would sweat her every time they’d see her
Hoping they could get her flock her locker just to meet her
Money was like “Woah! check her bros do you see her? She’s the heat &
I’m the seeker watch 2 days tops I’ma freak her!”
I was like whatever entranced & feeling weaker
But what we needed to know it did not show ‘cause deed beneath the
Surface of this creature this Similack creature
There lurked another creature similar to the Reaper
Giving up many reasons it would be best not to peep her
If you think you sweating now just wait 2 weeks after you freaked her
I remember the days when Money he came saying
That new honey Anita yup!
She’s a skeezer
But now she’s a goner & Money ain’t good either
Cause Anita had the heat & my man Money played the seeker…
You better to chill yo! don’t get too easily familiar
If you pushing up Daisy’s sure enough it’s gonna kill ya
So chill cause if you go & act crazy
The easily familiar leaves ya pushing up Daisy’s
Daisy’s… you’ll be pushing up Daisy’s
Daisy’s… you’ll be pushing up Daisy’s
Daisy’s… you’ll be pushing up Daisy’s
I know it’s crazy you’ll be pushing up Daisy’s…
Ain’t nothing worse than an mc sounding preachy yes I know this believe me
But I gots to use verse & disperse this evil lurking
Magic’s plight is tragic plus what happened to Easy
But it begins to hit home when it’s ya homies that be hurtin’
It’s certain that unprotected sex equals death sooner or later
Sometimes I’m surprised I still got friends left due to behaviour
Whatever you gots to use the heads God gave ya
Protections better but abstinence is the only saviour
See intelligence is the key to longevity
Now there ain’t no point in macking if you contracting HIV
So please y’all recall that story of old king Cole
You know the poor soul with the lady queen since 18
She left him with a quickness @ the first signs of his sickness
But this was back when there was signs that you could witness
Today it’s stealthy until you felt it take your health kid
Ain’t no was to help it except never to be dealt it
So chill…
You better to chill yo! don’t get too easily familiar
If you pushing up Daisy’s sure enough it’s gonna kill ya
So chill cause if you go & act crazy
The easily familiar leaves ya pushing up Daisy’s
Daisy’s… you’ll be pushing up Daisy’s
Daisy’s… you’ll be pushing up Daisy’s
Daisy’s… you’ll be pushing up Daisy’s
I know it’s crazy you’ll be pushing up Daisy’s…
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80 Million Isms
03:25
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These city streets in which we live in feeling like a prison
Stealing childhood from my children abusing my women
Too many people killing not enough people loving
80 Million Isms got me bugging!
These city streets in which we live in feeling like a prison
Stealing childhood from my children abusing my women
Too many people killing not enough people loving
80 Million Isms got me bugging…
Broken glass everywhere
A million broken dreams it means a million lives in despair
A million moms’ tears ‘cause they can do nothing
To save a million sons that’s gonna die hustling
For a million dollars & that superstar lifestyle
A million bitty players drive the millionaires wives wild
A million rhyme styles a million more to be discovered
Paint a million graphic pictures in a million ghetto colours
A million brothers chase the booty but not the duty they can’t be bothered
So a million baby mothers raise their sons with no fathers
While a million daughters stuck in the cycle follow moms
Slapped a million times by pimps who thinks they’re skimping on the funds
Now a million tons of crack flood these inner city streets &
keeps the blood seeping & a million crackheads feigning
A million thugs in black creeping with a million caps they’re peeling
Hoping to make a million fast of the dealers they catch sleeping…
These city streets in which we live in feeling like a prison
Stealing childhood from my children abusing my women
Too many people killing not enough people loving
80 Million Isms got me bugging…
100 million kings & queens they died in captivity
Sailing across the seas to ‘the land of the brave & free
Where millions of Braves had their land taken away for free
Millions did survive the journey but then were sold into slavery Generating millions in profit a million tons of cotton
Beat a million times & served a million meals that were rotten
But just like the million of victims of the Holocaust & Hiroshima
It seems that millions have forgotten
Now we all pay the cost when millions of lessons not learned
Translate into a million new transgressions
Each with a million casualties that got burned
A million clocks turn a million times alarms sound a million chimes / But fail to awaken from strange sleep million of minds
So this voice of mine is one of a million mimes
Before an audience of millions but each of them is blind
80 million isms
80 million crimes…
These city streets in which we live in feeling like a prison
Stealing childhood from my children abusing my women
Too many people killing not enough people loving
80 Million Isms got me bugging…
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21. |
Resolution [for Miles]
03:18
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I’ve been talking loud for about an hour now but still ain’t saying nothing
Deeds they speak louder but not if you’re displaying nothing
If I continue wasting time yours & mines saying nothing
I got a feeling in the back of my mind that I’m betraying something
Gone astray from something… probably dismaying someone…
Should be conveying something…
I gots to pray & come again… Ya Bahá'u-l Abhá!
Sometimes less is more but the trick is to gauge
Sometimes you’re saying more when there’s less ink on the page
Sometimes you get more when you’ve got less to gain
The less you gave the more was taken so it’s more or less the same…
I guess what I’m saying is that
Sometimes less is more this is reality
But am I left with less if I lose this victims mentality?
Surely to answer yes to this would be a fallacy
Each of us would gain from that loss that’s how it be! / Now let me see on this record I’ve lamented many things
Like the current state of hip-hop & the content that we bring
& the state of the art form when we only out for material gain
But many mc’z before me have said the same
Blabbed about skills on the mic
& kids lacking temperance that would kill for some Nikes
& coastal music beefs that could steal someone’s life
But a ton of mc’z before me have said the likes
80 million isms & I’ve told stories
Crazy cops busting caps & acting like they ain’t sorry
& the aftermath what happens when my peoples acting horny
But a million mc’z said all that before me
Just in case you haven’t seen
I’ll make this evident
I ain’t in this game just for the green
But the last thing I wanna do man is just sing the blues man
So I’m looking for solutions we need some resolution
The last thing I wanna do man is just sing the blues man
I’m looking for solutions we need some resolutions…
It's a new dawn... a new day.
Be generous in prosperity, and thankful in adversity. Be worthy of the trust of thy neighbour, and look upon him with a bright and friendly face. Be a treasure to the poor, an admonisher to the rich, an answerer of the cry of the needy, a preserver of the sanctity of thy pledge. Be fair in thy judgement, and guarded in thy speech. Be unjust to no man, and show all meekness to all men. Be as a lamp unto them that walk in darkness, a joy to the sorrowful, a sea for the thirsty, a haven for the distressed, an upholder and defender of the victim of oppression. Let integrity and uprightness distinguish all thine acts. Be a home for the stranger, a balm to the suffering, a tower of strength for the fugitive. Be eyes to the blind, and a guiding light unto the feet of the erring. Be an ornament to the countenance of truth, a crown to the brow of fidelity, a pillar of the temple righteousness, a breath of life to the body of mankind, an ensign of the hosts of justice, a luminary above the horizon of virtue, a dew to the soil of the human heart, an ark on the ocean of knowledge, a sun in the heaven of bounty, a gem on the diadem of wisdom, a shining light in the firmament of thy generation, a fruit upon the tree of humility.
It's a new dawn it's a new day it's a new life for me,
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Let loose my tongue so that I may extol the
Mould me animate my flow please hold me
In the Stronghold of Thy Know please show me
The wisdom of these Teaching man I’m longing to behold these
Pearls & Gems & let'em penetrate my soul we need
To replenish the global supply of love that is diminished
& so badly needed so sadly depleted by the armies of darkness
But they about to be It’s imperative that we dig for truth review the 3rd edict
Precious scriptures that even predict
The exact time & place the Holy Spirit will again be seated
Upon It’s earthly throne revealing
Some will try to conceal this & keep it with the previous secrets
It’s grievous but useless because the truth has been unsealed with
Conspicuous truths kid believe it
Clean the crust from the 3rd word to the 7’s now see it!
I do as bidden & I bring the message
For council or offence if it eases or stresses
I do as bidden I’m bringing what’s needed
A message of council if it stresses or eases…
I do as bidden & I bring the message
For council or offence if it eases or stresses
I do as bidden I’m bringing what’s needed
A message of council if it stresses or eases…
It please me to realise Jesus has returned @ last!
But alas! The masses blinded have missed it
This truth has also passed unwitnessed before many a mystic
& concealed by some who knew this truth but found it too explicit
Tragic yes plus ridiculous
We failed to recognise signs as we expected unrealistic
Fulfilment of metaphoric biblical scriptures
Metaphysical scriptures meant to be interpreted symbolically
Shepherd treads a path of parables
How few are following man is truly terrible
While they’re wallowing in sadness & lamenting dark horizons
The Son is steady rising only slightly to the east
Focus your mind feast your eyes all 3
Behold the Glory as He’s standing in the light
Shedding verities for those demanding insight
We need to shed the shackles of unbridled religious convictions
Expired traditions & reach for the sky
Attire souls in the garments of wisdom
To see & hear these visions you got
to use the mind’s eye / You got to use the mind’s eye…
I do as bidden & I bring the message
For council or offence if it eases or stresses
I do as bidden I’m bringing what’s needed
A message of council if it stresses or eases…
I do as bidden & I bring the message
For council or offence if it eases or stresses
I do as bidden I’m bringing what’s needed
A message of council if it stresses or eases…
It’s the message in the lyric that makes my people hear it
It’s the context of the text that makes me fly like a Lear jet
Suckers stress they could try but they could never come near this
So put this in your brain & smear it
All aboard my linguistical train
I’ma steer this in the right direction
I deaded those that never strove for mic perfection
Redirected those that was close but needed slight corrections
Resurrected the comatose with the life injections
Tallisman UNIT-e we be the right connection
But to catch glimpse yo! You might need insight adjustments
Wisdom is abundant if you checking in the right sections
But if you‚re looking for the answers man you best to ask the right questions
I’m stressing when things trife they find acceptance
In hopes depression the ability to cope with strife lessens
Undoubtedly without this ability life’s threatened
See it’s Lucifer who thought that ignorance was the right present
Told us it was bliss we all know that bliss is heaven
We best to find the Most High & study the right lessons
Before we lose the battle & gain eternal night sessions
Before we lose the battle & gain eternal night sessions
Message conveyed…
Message conveyed…
Message conveyed…
I do as bidden & I bring the message
For council or offence if it eases or stresses
I do as bidden I’m bringing what’s needed
A message of council if it stresses or eases…
I do as bidden & I bring the message
For council or offence if it eases or stresses
I do as bidden I’m bringing what’s needed
A message of council if it stresses or eases…
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24. |
Time Check [Outro]
00:38
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Tallisman Saskatoon, Saskatchewan
the life and times of a washed-up rapper...
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