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(Verse 1)
I ain’t one for introductions like this shit ain’t change
Cause we still the same kids making bigger mistakes
And it’s still the same rap, just a different page
See those were choices that I made like I take from my idols
And wanting them as rivals, repetition of a cycle
Like watch me rap about how I’m sipping Hennessy
And rhyme it with the fact that it’s helping me with enemies
And shooting shots a remedy? I call that no bars, no bars?
And by far, the best tape since So Far Gone
I’m too calm you can’t prove wrong
Cause Ye told me you could still be who you wish you is
And sometimes I wonder if somebody’s told him
What does a man do when he’s feeling heaven sent?
Cause when I’m losing it is when I’m picking up a pen
Don’t wanna make a song that I’ll look at and regret
(Hook) (x2)
Like who gon play a mixtape with no fucking hits?
Like who gon play a mixtape that won’t make a list?
(Verse 2)
So I’m back in my bullshit, circle that I’ve been with
Recorded in a park and I’ve always known since
When we made It’s a Start, now I dream of Dilla flows
Dealing prose on a drum loop, Donuts I suppose
So before the curtains close, know I put it in the open
In the hopes you’d notice, or in the hopes you’d focus
Cause my heart’s on my sleeve but don’t ever doubt you own it
My rap ain’t a profession
Just a childish obsession
I know some people out there that abusing all my friendship
I know some people out there that ain’t even worth a mention
Just some people that are busy upset over transgressions
That all happened in the past but I guess we won’t forget it
We never really know when the call will be the last
So in reality it’s memories that write my raps
And I drank too much Malibu the same is on rotation
I’m playing all the records that inspired me for greatness
The dreams that I make it, so I hardly tend to sleep
So if I’m not your favorite why don’t we take another drink
Just to think about when I said fuck an apology
Roses just to thank you all for this tragedy
Always be an intro, it’s the same old story
And pretending that you care has me prepped for the glory
Nothing blossoms in Winter then I can’t wait for Spring
I’ll be forever lost in the songs that I ink
(Hook)(x2)
(Verse 3)
I made it this far running from all of my problems
And not knowing how to solve em, always falling like it’s autumn
But I’m starting at the bottom, that’s concrete foundation
I made it off the pavement, the come up from the basement
So even if I’m faithless I just ask that you believe in me
Even if I don’t become the person that you want to see
Even if I’m not the person that you always thought I’d be
Even when they question what it is that you see in me
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(Hook) (x2)
Up against the world and I got it figured out
Like when I’m spitting lines I do better not to shout
Shoutout to the bitches when all they do is doubt
I’ve been talking all that stupid shit is all that I’m been about
(Verse 1)
Busy treating mirrors like they were a fan base
I ain’t feel divine grace, I don’t seem to find praise
Trynna redefine great, trynna refine pace
Sometimes I even question if I’m even in the right place
Then I remember some lame motherfuckers
Whose only past time is to blame motherfuckers
Like sorry you got played by the game motherfucker
Oh wait, no I’m not, we ain’t the same motherfucker
Don’t know what I became when I got so far ahead
It’s feature of the fact that I’m not afraid of death
Cause I don’t owe shit, I ain’t doing it again
And from here on out I don’t recognize debts
It’s what I meant when I said that I’m glad I’ve changed
If you paid attention then I ain’t been the same
I ain’t constrained, cause I’m finding different lanes
And I’m whippin’ through the city to forget all of the pain
(Hook) (x2)
(Verse 2) (1:33)
Cocky piece of shit with the record to prove it
Only thing you’re good at making is your excuses
I’m feeling like Jaden, more than the music,
I went and got jaded, the way that I use it
It’s premeditated, the numbers inflated
To feel like you made it, we all in admiration
Like “damn you’re the greatest
Thank god you came around cause the game needed saving
Solidified your placement in our top five
And now we all debate if you’re the greatest alive
Or of all time,” but the greats fall off
When I arrive, it gets cold like the cut off
Enjoying my shine, this is my fucking show
And motherfuckers doomed like I’m on stones throw
Feel free to criticize cause the way I flow slow
Play that part and catch up cause I been here solo
(Hook) (x2)
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(Verse 1)
I never really could wear instability well
But I just do my best to hide it but I know you can tell
See I know a girl, my favorite act, the way she pretends to care
I tell myself that it’s never fair
I knew a girl, my favorite act, seemingly ain’t care
Tell her that I’m well aware
We met again the other day
Colors and shapes when you saw my face
We speak for a moment till it all fades away
And I leave in that moment but I’m stuck in that place
Or I’m stuck in that day, like portraits on some Portra 400
Took a while to be adjusted to the life that I chose
Where I’m still on the bus, like that one outro
I guess this kind of rap is over-saturated
Who am I to make a series on saturation?
Better yet I’ve probably written one too many interludes
And sometimes that just don’t rhyme
Sometimes I think it’s time to put down the pen and try and reconnect with those I left behind
But I can’t grab the past, I can only look ahead
Even if it’s all pretend, like the things that we said
I guess I’m scared to choose between love and my music
So I’m sorry that in the end you still listen to my music
I’m sorry that we had love just for us to finally lose it
But while I try to find myself I don’t wanna abuse it
On the other hands there’s moments where I don’t know what I’m doing
Where I go out just to prove that I can do it
I had the time to meet a girl, shy about her music
And I wonder how I come across, ashamed it’s therapeutic
If I’m not truthful why would you even hear it?
And if it’s not useful to you would you even come near it?
If my hobby’s chasing dreams then it’s all that I do,
You ask me what’s another to an already few?
I told her Spring’s the best time for temporary lovers
We can wait until the summer when it’s too hot for the covers
Or when life isn’t so cluttered, hopefully it comes easily
But no so easily where we question if we love each other equally
Or if we’re here cause it came conveniently
Just admiring the scenery of people breaking evenly
We’re just people breaking evenly,
And maybe that’s where we need to be
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Eve (prod. False Ego)
03:33
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(Hook) (x2)
Dealing with snakes how could I blame Eve?
Like it’s about to be my time, wouldn’t you leave?
I believe in my music like gospel
Finding salvation at the bottom of a bottle
(Verse 1)
Going first and second for the bars to last
Don’t play games with me boy cause I’m far too advanced
You never had a chance, like I’m miles ahead
It got me feeling like Davis, Miles Ahead
I needed time to breath like I lost myself
And I’ve been looking for change, trynna drown in wealth
But the best that I have is a dream to sell
But best believe that that motherfucker top shelf
I stocked it myself, you could say I raised the bar
I guess it caught their eyes from afar
I’m trynna be on par with those that busy rocking nations
I can’t watch a throne when it’s easier to take it
That’s just me talking whole lot of bullshit
On some rainy day shit
Truth is my holy grail was never the blueprint
If music’s my religion I’m just following the profit
(Hook)(x2)
(Verse 2)
Fell in love with a facade like it’s my favorite habit
Drums are like applause, so I finally started rapping
Tell myself I ain’t coming back, convinced that I had it
Till I finally realized that I ain’t ever fucking have it
And this is just a prelude, already it’s tragic
And this is just a mixtape, already it’s a classic
Cause I went and detached myself from every single thing
Now how could I not want every single thing?
Another drink, a few rings, and a crown that shows I’m king
Of a genre that I’m better at with every new Spring
That’s the thing, that I study every facet
And every absence is dictated by a different tangent
See practice makes perfect but I’m perfect in my practice
The sixteen’s a bracket, that you ain’t even reach yet
My fifteen minutes that you ain’t even seen yet
The garden fruitless, so I don’t even see threats
(Hook)(x2)
(Verse 3)
I’d ask how you’d do it but I know I can’t afford it
I spent some mistakes on songs that I’ve recorded
I’ve determined I’mma shine even outside the limelight
I get the lines right when the rhymes write
That’s low-hanging fruit but all of mine have been ripe
Could you really blame me for the way I chase vice?
When the beat hits it’s always been painless
Those that inspired me told me not to save it
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(Verse 1)
Never spoke my mind till the beat got played,
And I jotted my all my thoughts, I have so much to say,
And so everything changed so that it could stay the same
I could never be afraid of the choices I make,
Remain determined to chase after the sunset
Sunrise never came and I ain’t done shit yet
Cause we act like degenerates, nevermind regrets
I have cassettes that I play, a heartbreak debt
I’m owed peace of mind, the way I gave a piece of mine
I always tell myself you won’t get signed off one line
Like I ain’t make this in 10 days, it took 20 years
Accumulated fears, emotions like a souvenir
Put in the open just for judgment from my peers
But what should I expect from those that never came near?
What’s the point of writing bars that you ain’t ever gon hear?
When everybody left, me? I stayed right here
(Verse 2)
Told her I’d be back, before the light goes
That was some time ago, I can only be grateful
Tomorrow’s for forever, I already miss April
Don’t wanna be another rapper on a c-list label
Strawberry season, know that everything is temporary
Now independent is the best I’ll ever be
Like Yours Truly, I got 2020 vision
That’s foresight blinded by all my ambition
I never listened unless it was put on an instrumental
I guess I’d call that instrumental, how could I settle?
I don’t question destiny
Like Camp, the audience is everybody
But maybe all I do is hope that you would love it
And what it cost me was more than the budget
And when it comes to what I write I put nothing above it
The writing feels sacred, nothing else is above it
Nothing else is above it.
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Jon Ochoa State College, Pennsylvania
Just putting some thoughts onto a page and making songs
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