1. |
Elder Mia's Words
01:53
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2. |
Everything's Personal
02:20
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So personal
Everything is personal
So personal
Everything is personal
My life is
Moving vertical
Spiritually I been
Hurting though
Caught myself
A prophecy
Heavy heart
But I’m certain though
These niggas
Claim they know me
Til they know me
Took my talents
From my homeys
Cause they thought
They had a hold
Of me
Pushing me
Pussy route
Nigga please
With the ovaries
Over these
Muthafuckas
Tryna keep me
Out my lane
While still
Exploring me
Living for others
While dying for me
An oxy
While sipping liquor
And smoking weed
Vices that caught
A hold of me
Therapeutic
Yet stupid
When children ask me
The issues
My sons should
See me in prayer mode
Not vice mode
Survival mode
Fuck it
Got a license
To teach
License to preach
Nope
Yet the preacher
Inside of me
Gotta let him go
Give you stories
And parables
Bout my past life
And how my past
Affects my present
Had to gift you twice
Far as the future goes
Mask off
Sensational
Everything is personal
Doubt me now
It’s a handful
I threw the list away
The scroll was heavy
On my brain
And put the focus
On the chosen few
Who knew my life
Was making way
Belief within myself
Belief within my faith
Belief within my energy
That’s caught
Between
My talents and
A hard place
So personal
Everything is personal
So personal
Everything is personal
So personal
Everything is personal
So personal
Everything is personal
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3. |
Right My Wrongs
03:51
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In light of my struggles
The darkness is pure
Not in danger
Cause my light Shines
For many more
And through my troubles
I sing melodies
From heaven
With the gates
Of hell
Below my soles
While the lord
Protects my soul
In my own space
As I Write my wrongs
Wrongdoings
I was doing wrong
Right along
The ride along
Me and the lord
Perfect this metronome
Every cadence
Every sentence
With this sing a long
All along
I was following
The wrong song
Self esteem
Was losing steam
Gotta press on cause
There goes my confidence
There goes my common sense
There goes my appetite
Destruction is prominent
So dominant
Wait up
Get ya faith up
Trek
Read these verses
Filled with curses
But the message was there
And here we are
All aboard
The boat of stress
I confess
As the flow rocks
Steady
Til I Manifest
And lose the stress
That I never left
Cause life is what
You make it
I’m just tryna
Make it
Niggas fake it
Til they make it
Only for the love
Of those
That really hate it
Searching for the love
And those
Who hate you
Is the wave
On muddy waters
Then you falter
Asking life
Is this the offer?
No
It’s only what
You asked for
Well done
You achieved it
Temporary wishes
Long term
Feel defeated
Soul tied
To the next prize
Begging and pleading
Cause
You want the money
And the fame
Of ya niggas
You want the likes
On the status
Of ya pictures
You want
Gratification
Of being wanted
15 seconds of fame
And this nigga gon
Flaunt it
But
I just want
The same love
I give away
50/50
On a normal day
I love hard
And I care harder
I put my heart
In many things
Knowing it goes farther
When you do it
Without wanting much
And such and such
Appreciate it
Without giving much
Fucked up
But I live with it
Introverted
Yet confident in my giving
That no soul that’s living
Is giving
Like me
No bullshitting
It was 5-29
When the silence
Made me shiver
And I learned on that day
Speak up more
Your feelings aren’t unsure
They just impact more
When you speak words
And feel sure
Spilling soliloquy’s
Synonymous
With vulnerability
Add on the pressure
That skills in versatility
Is only felt
By those
Close to me
I know the flow
Is one of the best
Rapping my ass off
Misplace my jeans
Religiously
It’s in my genes
The pool was shallow
Until I seen me
As an entity
In the bigger scheme
Amongst my team
A gift and a curse
I don’t rehearse
Rehash my moments
At the Hearst
In my dreams
On being fresh to def
With all the jams
I give my worth
I was told by somebody
That my way with words
Is dangerous
That my talk
Is slick
Well I guess it is
But understand
Even my vocabulary
With hours are scary
Crafting my insecurities
At times can vary
I just wanna be
The best me
Without being questioned
But the way
My testimony’s set up
Prepare for questions
Your honor
Roll as a scholar
Here’s the weed
Will you do
The honors?
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4. |
Oh My GAWD
04:14
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I’m either showing out
Or I’m showing off
You get yourself
A show
That’s the payoff
Payback
That’s a fact
Running on these tracks
Had to overlap
Oh my Gawd nigga
Oh my Gawd
Life been on a roll
Rock no facade
Rock riches
Chain heavy
Slave to myself
Emancipation never
Oh my Gawd nigga
Oh my Gawd
Let you meet ya maker
With that crazy talk
Almost met my maker
Sipping Makers mark
Make my own mark
Permanent I’m sharp
Undisputed boy
Word to sharpe
Skipping all debates
On who these rappers are
Ya favorite rapper
Knows he ain’t got my spark
I do this everyday
He do this every awww?
Lemme think on that
It’s hard to be silent
Easy to be defiant
The chronic is loud
Yet my thoughts are so quiet
Confidence on fire
My God
Such an alliance
Oh my Gawd nigga
Oh my Gawd
Never satisfied
In a win
Or a loss
Feeling like Scottie
Pippen and Beam
Balling and shining
At the same time
Yah meeeeeean
Oh my Gawd nigga
Oh my Gawd
Living this grief
Making life hard
And I don’t make excuses
I just go hard
Momma knows
I won’t quit
I’m still ya superstar
Still tryna meet
These ends
Drive for peace
Shotgun’n
Mercedes Benz’s
I feel it
In my spirit
Lotta leeches
In the pond
While I ponder
With this gonjah
Lord
My auntie called
I gotta call her back
Lord knows
I gotta do
Much better with that
I’m on a tour
And this dysfunction’s
The opening act
Damnit man
Lemme call her back
Oh my Gawd nigga
Oh my Gawd
Heavy is this crown
I been holding off
Heavy is this crown
I been sipping yall
Or heavy is this Johnnie
No more mixing dark
Life is what you make it
Take it or leave it
Or you play the cards
I just shuffle better
When the dealer’s God
Let me get this off
I know shit ain’t perfect
But I know
I need him
So I’m better off
Winter time grind
And I’m off spring
While my offspring’s
Growth provides an offering
Collection plate gon bring
Some peace and prosperity
Tears hit my eyes
As I’m searching
For some clarity
I swore when I wrote this
My mind was on
Some other shit
Bar niggas up
Then my brainstormed
A heavy mist
Shit
Thinking bout words
That my pops spoke
Real nigga
Life quotes
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5. |
Take It Back
03:09
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Hook
Please tell me
Please tell me
This ain’t the ending
Mind gone
Love lost
Found in the ending
The whole world
Whole world
Can’t be ending
When there’s much more
Much more
Much more
Middle and ending
Verse 1
Sitting in my chair
Eyes shut
Dreaming bout these moments
Figuring out
My whole month
Open up my eyes
What the fuck
2020 vision
Ain’t the vision
I was wishing for
Life is full
Of changes
When it wants
Needs I proceed
To take heed
But I’m sunt
Cause a nigga
Still a nigga
Wit these chumps
Racist ass system
Black skin
I’m a victim
I’m a scholar
I’m a father
But to them
Still a nigga
Hard R
Say it one gin
Send yo ass
To the ER
swinging for the air
VR
My reality
Is no PR
Can’t press
Me at all dog
Hook
Please tell me
Please tell me
This ain’t the ending
Mind gone
Love lost
Found in the ending
The whole world
Whole world
Can’t be ending
When there’s much more
Much more
Much more
Middle and ending
Take it back
Take it back
The beginning
Take it back
Take it back
Take it back
To the beginning
Take it back
Take it back
Take it back
The beginning
Take it back
Take it back
Take it back
To the beginning
Take it back
There is no life I know
To compare with pure imagination
Living There
You’ll be free
If you truly wish to be
Verse 2
Take me back
To the moments
That were golden
When I sat
And ate some cereal
While reading the box
On early mornings
My imagination
Took me
To places
I never dreamed
At the age
I am today
Everything feels unseen
Take me back
To the beginning
Where my innocence
Was pure
No fear
Unless it’s taught
Disown it
From every thought
Where my tears
Got me hugs
Not when tears
Lacked the tough
Enough approach
Just approach me
With the words
Of affirmation
Take me back
To where
The ghetto was
My playground
Despite the poverty
So oblivious
To how my parents
Held it down
Replaced imagination
With faith
When both are needed
Proceed to make them
Both align
Lord knows I need it
Hook
Please tell me
Please tell me
This ain’t the ending
Mind gone
Love lost
Found in the ending
The whole world
Whole world
Can’t be ending
When there’s much more
Much more
Much more
Middle and ending
Take it back
Take it back
The beginning
Take it back
Take it back
Take it back
To the beginning
Take it back
Take it back
Take it back
The beginning
Take it back
Take it back
Take it back
To the beginning
Take it back
There is no life I know
To compare with pure imagination
Living There
You’ll be free
If you truly wish to be
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6. |
Family Tree
03:36
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Hook
This my family tree
From a branch
And a leaf
Even though this whole time
I was always the seed
I don’t do this for likes
For the love
Of my seeds
This the life
That I want
Water down
On me please
Yes Lord
Verse 1
I was born
A mistake
At least the way
It was told
Got a sister my age
Let the story unfold
Daddy had him a lady
With my mom on the side
I came into this world
Chip on my shoulder
No lie
Age 4 I was good
New daddy came by
Married momma
In July of 1989
Me and my sister Todia
Got us some siblings
That’s cool
Sister and brother
And that brother same age
As me too?
Now on the other side
Of life
I got a sister and brother
Biological
He been drinking and smoking
With many others
But my new daddy man?
He got a big family too
So many uncles and aunties
The love I’m getting is cool
Can’t forget my mommas side
Got two uncles
And some aunties
And my granny
And my grandpa with multiple women
Married
So of course I’m learning early
How this loving is a luxury
But momma kept me close
Cause she knew that life
Was not for me
Hook
This my family tree
From a branch
And a leaf
Even though this whole time
I was always the seed
I don’t do this for likes
For the love
Of my seeds
This the life
That I want
Water down
On me please
Yes Lord
Verse 2
Years down the line
Prolly around age 9
Had a clear understanding
That my father’s on decline
Especially when my uncle
Told me one time
I had more siblings
But they moved to AZ
And they were fine
And now I wrestle
With these angry thoughts
Inside my mind
How a man could
Make all of these children
Yet couldn’t love me
Leave me
Then I learn the impact
Of catching things
Courtesy of hereditary
Damn
Keep them demons
Off of me
Years go by
Seeing my step brother & sister
Have connections
With their family
A vivid picture
Even if it wasn’t
What I thought
Just the simple fact
They had the opportunity
While I was lost
Wondering why me
Now I had the chance
To bond with my other family
Crazy how they know
More bout my biological
Than me
Knowing this nigga
At a point
Gave no fucks about me
Lesson learned
Fire burned
Extinguish it
Lord please
Hook
This my family tree
From a branch
And a leaf
Even though this whole time
I was always the seed
I don’t do this for likes
For the love
Of my seeds
This the life
That I want
Water down
On me please
Yes Lord
Verse 3
Fast forward to when
I found out
I had more
Two more sisters and a brother
Almost fell to the floor
Now I’m married
With two children of my own
And the force
That combined my wife’s families
Is taking a toll
Got a nigga stretched thin
Tryna please everybody
Let’s not forget
2005 Todia died
Thats my heartbeat
I went through years
Of this grieving
And so much anger involved
That when I finally felt peace
My mom left with the lord
Oh God
Now I’m stuck
With these thoughts
Suicidal yet knowing
I got way more than I thought
I live for Kingston and Kendrick
I live for Shawntell Marie
I live for anybody connected
To my family
I’m such a patch work
Of living souls
Sewn on a quilt
Inside my heart
A living art
Just tryna love
From the start
And yes the lord
Knows my heart
Doing the best that I can
Whether you love me
Or hate me
Respect me for who I am
Within my family tree
From a branch
And a leaf
Even though this whole time
I was always the seed
I don’t do this for likes
For the love
Of my seeds
This the life
That I want
Water down
On me please
Lord
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7. |
yOunG
04:04
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Verse 1
Fresh kid
Chillin’ wit my niggas
Cop a couple pleas
Pretty please
If you feel us
I ain’t one
For album fillers
Plus my niggas
Is my niggas
Keep it 100
Or ya better off
Shutting up
Around me
Little nigga
South side raised
I’m a g
No cap
Used to rock
A fitted cap
With adidas stripes
To match
Kept me sheltered
Though my eyes
Seen it all
8th grade
Saw my homey
Hide the weed
In his bubble goose
That was in the fall
Aww hell naw
Momma on the call
When I used
To miss the bus
Bus my ass
Took a fall
I was taking
Too long
In my closet
Tryna stunt out
White tee
Bling bling era
Ima show out
School I was average
Cause I swore
I was a rapper first
Backpack status
I was underground
Like the dirt
Brush it off
Learned from my mistakes
That’s the pay off
With more to learn
Class been in session
Pass the blunt dawg
Hook
Damn boy
Da da damn boy
Tha tha
There he go
Better off
From learning
Bout his past
Tha tha
There he go
Damn boy
Da da damn boy
What you trippin fo
Learn it now
Fo you lose it all
Tha tha
There he go
There he gooooooooooo
(He go he go)
There he gooooooooooo
(He go he go)
There he gooooooooooo
(He go he go)
There he gooooooooooo
(He go he go)
Verse 2
12th grade came
Learning I’m that boy
Nice guy
Looking fly
That’s some black boy joy
Had a girlfriend
At the time
I was feeling
A void
Couple kisses
Making out
But that was it
For the boy
Momma made me
Wear a ring
Told me wait
For that sex
Til I put a ring
On it
Not much of success
Lost it
In a hotel
On a trip
Had me feeling
Like the man
18
Dawg
Couldn’t tell me shit
Grown man feelings
Got my parents
In they feelings
Late nights living life
And it had
My daddy tight
Told me
Nigga if after 2am
See ya later son
You don’t pay no bills
These the rules
See ya later son
Fuck that
I was still stunting
In my daddy’s whip
Oldsmobile aurora
Leaking anti freeze
That a bitch
Told me not
To take the freeway
Take the streets home
Broke the rules
Stranded on the intersection
Far from home
Hook
Damn boy
Da da damn boy
Tha tha
There he go
Better off
From learning
Bout his past
Tha tha
There he go
Damn boy
Da da damn boy
What you trippin fo
Learn it now
Fo you lose it all
Tha tha
There he go
There he gooooooooooo
(He go he go)
There he gooooooooooo
(He go he go)
There he gooooooooooo
(He go he go)
There he gooooooooooo
(He go he go)
Verse 3
Fire to the flame
Reminiscing
On some old shit
OG status
I can teach you
From experience
These days
Niggas talking more
But I stay quiet
Slow to speak
Cause I got
Knowledge way more
When I’m quiet
Hush now
Wait up now
I show you the difference
From the past
Compared to right now
Force ya hand
Cause I’m seeing
How you bluff now
Pray to God
I’m working harder
These demons
Overtime
In over time
I see the benefits
Of shutting up
And not shutting down
Call me what you want
Except a fraud
Or a clown
Check my records
For the records
I record
And put my life down
The right time
Is right now
You watching me
You watching now
The past
Was my past
Growing old
But growing up now
Sucks it takes
A death
To realize
That life is short now
I’m putting on
And putting down
Legacy on deck
What’s next
On these songs now?
Young
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8. |
Made It?
03:45
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Verse 1
Do this for my culture
I’m a product
Of the Southside
Champion my home
800 yes I’m from
That side
Turn my head
One second
Oh my lord
It’s gentrified
Shit don’t look
The same
But memories
From my old side
No I got drug ties
No I got no street ties
Church service 11
Collar shirts
With a neck tie
Got an older age
Let us casually dress
In levi’s
Sagging like a plumber
Where’s the belt
She whoop my backside
Momma at the pulpit
Singing hymns
Oh my
After church
We waiting
Cause the conversations
Won’t die
Sister this
Deacon that
Hungry over this side
Bite my nails
Until the skin bleeds
I need food please
Oven been on
Since 9
On 350
By the time
We make it home
It’s litty
Pass my plate please
Plate 1
Plate 2
Eff it
For the trinity
Skinny nigga
Eat obese
Metabolism
Best in me
Hook
Look back
On those days
Good or bad
Yeah
I am so amazed
I’m still here
Yeah
Life is what
You make it
I feel it
Yeah
So let’s make
A toast
Cause we made it
Yeah
Look back
On those days
Good or bad
Yeah
I am so amazed
I’m still here
Yeah
Life is what
You make it
I feel it
Yeah
So let’s make
A toast
Cause we made it
Yeah
Verse 2
Class of 07
Capital University
My
Alma mater
Got me a degree
Such a good life
FASFA money came through
But life hit me in ’05
Sister died in February
Oh my
Lord why?
Back to school
I went though
Tears I used
Hide those
Tough as nails
In front of you
But weak as
7 days though
Lost my way
Along with many friends
Cause I was cutthroat
Blamed my struggles
On her death
Lord said
That’s a no no
Immature I was bro
Arguments with step bro
Caused a ton
Of friction
We were different
Trying same clothes
Meaning all those years
We grew together
Being the same
Was only cause
My parents thought
That was the thing
But it was not ours
Once I graduated
I had dreams
That weren’t mines at all
Say that
Cause my dreams
Had their limits
Can’t live those at all
Pride comes before the fall
Flat on my face
Gripping my balls
Such a rebel
With no cause
Jesus catch my fall
Hook
Look back
On those days
Good or bad
Yeah
I am so amazed
I’m still here
Yeah
Life is what
You make it
I feel it
Yeah
So let’s make
A toast
Cause we made it
Yeah
Look back
On those days
Good or bad
Yeah
I am so amazed
I’m still here
Yeah
Life is what
You make it
I feel it
Yeah
So let’s make
A toast
Cause we made it
Yeah
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9. |
Exhale
03:33
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Verse 1
Life is such
I give so much
It’s not enough
So please what’s up
Don’t call me bluff
I’ve shown my cards enough
Enough
Life is such
I give so much
It’s not enough
So please what’s up
Don’t call me bluff
I’ve shown my cards enough
Enough
I’m the type
To show the love
To give the love
Without no check
On what I love
I give so much
The love is so
Abundant but
Where’s the love
I’m the type
To show the love
To give the love
Without no check
On what I love
I give so much
The love is so
Abundant but
Where’s the love
Verse 2
I’m the one
Who’s understanding
Overstands
My understanding
Know my standing
Yet misunderstood
Despite my understanding
About you
I’m the one
Who’s understanding
Overstand
My understanding
Know my standing
Yet misunderstood
Despite my understanding
About you
Look I gave my all
Still give my all
Do my best
Just to stay involved
Say you want it all
But the words
Ain’t matched at all
Ain’t matched at all
Verse 3
My love is real
Abuse it
Might as well
Lose it
Too cool
To even misuse it
So exclusive
I give my all
With no return
My usage
Is one with scars
And bruises
Why do they do this?
Every song
Every soliloquy
Showing that
I put my heart
In anyone
That’s one with me
The funny thing
Is every time
You sunting me
Is opportunities
To tighten up
My vulnerability
Perfect my personality
In the midst
Of every storm
I learned a lesson
So the stressing
Is a blessing
As I find
With all these blessings
Stop suppressing
It’s depressing
And the knowledge
They give as much
As they do
To me
The moments
That you don’t wanna speak
The moments
I won’t say a peep
Peace
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10. |
Break It Down
03:20
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Break it
Break it down
Hold up
I’ma break it down
I’ma let you know
How it’s going down
I was losing faith
I was giving up
I was losing life
I was catching up
I had many falls
I was getting up
I was falling down
Picking myself up
Damn
Hold up
I’ma break it down
I’ma let you know
How it’s going down
I was working hard
I was getting work
I was in my feelings
Didn’t like my work
I had people lying
Tell me I was great
Talk behind my back
Smiling in my face
Momma had the key
Always kept me sane
Back against the ropes
Fighting for my name
Menace to myself
Feeling like I’m Kane
Cried so many tears
Pouring out like rain
Never been afraid
Of failure
Til today
Two sons
And they love me
Each day
Each day
Oh yeah
Break it
Break it down
Hold up
I’ma break it down
I’ma let you know
How it’s going down
Scared of being free
Scared of being me
Scared of being
Who i know
I’m posed to be
Scared of being
The lord has put
On me
Scared of taking chances
Scared of having loss
Loss so many
How the hell
Can I win at all
Scared of losing love
Scared of breaking off
From a Comfort zone
Hard to grow a part
When I left the part
Played another part
Niggas had to talk
Said I ain’t the part
Said I’m brand new
Finish what you start
Swore a nigga changing
Changing for the best
Guess it’s not enough
Guess this ain’t a trek
Guess this ain’t a journey
Guess I’m stuck
With less
Guess I’m holding on
To my momma’s death
To my sister’s death
Tell me please what’s next
PLEASE!
Tell me how to live
Guess you got it right
How to move along
How to make it right
How to raise my kids
How to love my wife
How to make to this bread
How to live your life
Nigga
Not my life though
Break it
Break it down
Hold up
I’ma break it down
I’ma let you know
How it’s going down
Sure life’s better
On the other side
Got some unfinished work
Over this side
If I get it
How I get it
Is it alright
Did the lord
Give the ok
And make it right
I got a loan
On my temple
Gotta treat it right
Gotta mind my own
Gotta get in line
Got niggas in my ear
Did I hear you right
Do it how the others do it
You’ll be alright
Been on my own
Being me being different right
Only difference
I don’t dare
It’s the truth right
Nigga
It’s the truth right?
Break it
Break it down
Hold up
I’ma break it down
I’ma let you know
How it’s going down
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11. |
own.
05:39
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Hook
Lord it’s
Time that I get focused
I stay on some bullshit
Cold shit
Warming up
Some old shit
No need for this
Old shit
Lord just
Keep my mental focused
Feeling like a orphan
Swear it’s like I’m
On my own
On my own
Bridge
We live
We love
We laugh
We cry later
My heart
It hurts
I know
Sooner than later
It to
Shall pass
My God
I gotta
Make it
This house
On fire
My heart
No home
I’m feeling
So alone
So alone
Hook
Lord it’s
Time that I get focused
I stay on some bullshit
Cold shit
Warming up
Some old shit
No need for this
Old shit
Lord just
Keep my mental focused
Feeling like a orphan
Swear it’s like I’m
On my own
On my own
Verse 1
Steadily on my own nigga
That cool nigga
Stay on his high horse
Thorough ass nigga
Still dealing out
All these looks nigga
Mask on
Flask out
Sip slow
Smoke you out
God body
Feeling like the devil
At his shoulder nigga
Overtime
Times up
Life’s hard
Man up
Lesson learned
Live it up
Road less traveled
Swear one of these days
I’ll let it all Out
Why not now nigga
Tried to edit
My thoughts
Fuck it all
Hear it all nigga
Bridge
We live
We love
We laugh
We cry later
My heart
It hurts
I know
Sooner than later
It to
Shall pass
My God
I gotta
Make it
This house
On fire
My heart
No home
I’m feeling
So alone
So alone
Hook
Lord it’s
Time that I get focused
I stay on some bullshit
Cold shit
Warming up
Some old shit
No need for this
Old shit
Lord just
Keep my mental focused
Feeling like a orphan
Swear it’s like I’m
On my own
On my own
Verse 2
October 4, 2019
Celebrated a birthday
Figuring out
A few things
The night before
A nice dinner
For many
To collect all my flowers
Beautiful garden
Of wise words
Flooded like showers
Headed to work
Feeling an intuition
A slight argument
With a friend
How in their mind
I’m missing
Forgot my birthday
Yet they say
It was locked in
Their planner
Already aggy about it
Told myself
Discuss it after
Then I got a text
From my father
Emergency
I rushed out the building
Speeding through traffic
Not worrying
Bout my own life
Walked in the ER
Searching for answers
My heart racing
Faster than any vehicle
NASCAR can handle
They walked in
Told me the news
My mother died
And for a good 10 minutes
Not a tear in my eye
Then I lost it
Soon as I stepped outside
Messages pouring hours later
I could not reply
Reply
Everything’s personal
Everything’s personal
Back to my past
To know exactly
Why it’s personal
Blood thicker than water
But that don’t
Make you family
Just related
With same names
Within ya family
I lost a lot
On the day
Of my birth
Feel like my life
Is a curse
Tell me
It couldn’t get worse
It couldn’t get worse
So tell me
How I’m selfish nigga
I’ll tell you
I’m lonely nigga
In a crowded room
Anxiety attacks
Consume a nigga
No I ain’t
Stand off ish
I just don’t bullshit
Wit bullshitters
One dap fake smile
Spitting small talk nigga
Interverted by choice
You niggas don’t need me
You hoes don’t deserve me
Fuck the sympathy
Fuck the empathy
Fuck whoever got problems
With me
And fuck whoever
Turned their back on me
It’s me against me
For eternity
Who’s learning me
Who’s bridges are burnt
From fucking up
With me
Who ain’t reciprocating
What’s due to me
Who made excuses
While giving condolences
Being selfish on some shit
Yelling out
That’s my bro and shit
While not being
My bro and shit
Which family member
Said they don’t text
As much but
Reach out
Well muthafucka
Guess that leaves me
Way out
I’m a rare nigga
I should be treated as such
Respected as such
If not
Then get the fuck out
Signing off
The illest muthafucka alive
Still tryna figure out
Exactly how a nigga survived
October’s own
But lost his own
Gah damn mind
Guess in due time
A nigga gon
Be alright
Alright
On my own
On my own
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12. |
True
03:48
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Verse 1
I feel the pressure
But I love it
Ain’t too much
I can’t do
I got my niggas
To the side of me
No limits
We true
Weight of the world
I feeling lean
As my meal prepped food
I got the hunger
For this life
Success I’m down
For the school
My hard knocking
On the door
Of opportunity
Opportunist
Get away
From me
Me myself and I
On a trinity
A dynasty
Flipping flows
The economy
Got me stuck
At the highest peak
Saving and spending
At the same time
This shit is killing me
Damn
Need a vacation
I’m vacant
In my location
My mind is off
Yes I’m spacing
Out
Dreams and routines
Balance the scheme
Try to do
One thing
Lose a slight step
On another thing
Workaholic
The intervention
Has started
A creative
Starving artist
Only starving
For the art shit
Money comes
Money goes
Similar
To silly hoes
Drag you in the dirt
Without a stain
On ya clothes
Hook
Got the dark liquor pouring
The champagne popping
Either way
I’ma celebrate
Too good to be true
I got these rhymes
Non stopping
Ya boy hip hopping
A nigga still
Do what he do
It’s so true
Got the dark liquor pouring
The champagne popping
Either way
I’ma celebrate
Too good to be true
I got these rhymes
Non stopping
Ya boy hip hopping
A nigga still
Do what he do
It’s so true
It’s so true
Verse 2
Seeing my seeds
See how I be
When I be
Even I don’t notice
Them peeping at me
I’m at ease
Cause the way
A nigga move
With ease
Can only be
Due to the real nigga
Steez
I proceed with ease
The flow
Easily be
Top 5 mc
Used to be
About competition
Now I’m competing with me
Nowadays
I just compete
With time and space
And succeed
Ton of rings
For these W’s
Boy
I put on for me
So take a shot
For every shot
That came at me
Duck and dodge
Facades
While I even my odds
Not even stacked up
All over the place
Get ya weight up
Fish scale in Braille
Blind to the weight
I prevailed
Sip this liquor
Not a fixture
But a celebration fixture
Rap elixir
For my niggas
If I got it
Then they get it
Loyalty the bigger picture
Picture me
A winning nigga
While my niggas
Losing nigga?
Never
Hook
Got the dark liquor pouring
The champagne popping
Either way
I’ma celebrate
Too good to be true
I got these rhymes
Non stopping
Ya boy hip hopping
A nigga still
Do what he do
It’s so true
Got the dark liquor pouring
The champagne popping
Either way
I’ma celebrate
Too good to be true
I got these rhymes
Non stopping
Ya boy hip hopping
A nigga still
Do what he do
It’s so true
It’s so true
Tell me what I’m here for
Tell me what I’m here for
Tell me what I’m here for forrrr
Tell me what I’m here for
Tell me what I’m here forrrrr
Tell me what I’m here for
Lord!
I Said tell me what I’m here forrrr
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13. |
FTNB
03:54
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Verse 1
Live good
Love greater
Life is how
You really make it
Mold me
Sculpt me
Tell me that I
Can’t make it?
Ah man
That’s a lot
Of doubt
I can’t understand
Live for the moment
With the future
As my present
Damn
Such a gift
Lemme rap
All these gifts
Feel the pressure
From my peers
Though their love
Doesn’t exist
So I sit
Reminisce
Tryna figure
What it is
All this hurt
All this pain
Motivation
To exist
Feelings I
I mask those
No longer
Let it go
Tell me what
I can’t do
Boy that’s a no no
Fear and depression
Gotta die slow
See the devil
Working overtime
Minus work clothes
In disguise
Beating these evils
My victory
Is the sequel
My struggles
Call em the prequel
Position
Sitting so fetal
The baby steps
So illegal
When potential
Still ya stepping stone
Time is now
Let’s get it on
Time is now!
Let’s get it on!
Hook
This is it
What
A ton of doubt
Feeling this clout
They don’t believe huh
I guess the vision
Is more clearer
Than I thought huh
I see the light
Walk through this tunnel
Can you show me love
You don’t believe what?
This is it
What
A ton of doubt
Feeling this clout
They don’t believe huh
I guess the vision
Is more clearer
Than I thought huh
I see the light
Walk through this tunnel
Can you show me love
You don’t believe what?
You don’t be
Life of a non believer
Consist of believing
That everything
That I worked for
Has no reason
Everything
I worked for
Is yours
And you need
A reason
To form an opinion
With no stature
Yet feel the need
To want a reason
To not believe that
This air that I breathe
We both breathe
I’m feeling your hate Bleed
I’m feeling your love leave
I’m seeing your fears flee
I’m holding your goals deep
I’m hoping you don’t leave
Unleaded your gas be
Your times up
This faith here
Is timeless
The clock struck
Both hands up
I can’t stop
I won’t quit
I won’t fall
You know this
I’m focused
The flow is
My opus
My character
Is dope shit
My name rings
You answer it
Hello
My name is my name
Feel the pressure
From the peers
Ain’t the same
As this fame
I don’t want it
I don’t need it
I just wanna
Feel sane
Put the pressure
Of my music
And believe
I’ll maintain
Hook
This is it
What
A ton of doubt
Feeling this clout
They don’t believe huh
I guess the vision
Is more clearer
Than I thought huh
I see the light
Walk through this tunnel
Can you show me love
You don’t believe what?
This is it
What
A ton of doubt
Feeling this clout
They don’t believe huh
I guess the vision
Is more clearer
Than I thought huh
I see the light
Walk through this tunnel
Can you show me love
You don’t believe what?
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14. |
Warning
03:56
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Verse 1
I feel immaculate
I feel some grace
So amazing
That I’m tapped in
Backed up
But I never front
My eyes low
Gotta pardon the blunt
Gotta keep it blunt
Slow rollers
Stay rolling
Just to get what they want
I’m a champion nigga
Them breaks
You better pump
I’m from a city
Where the lead
Is pumped
And many lives
Get lost
Managing needs and wants
Begging for freedom
Then you get it
A slave to
Your needs and wants
I take it all away
That’s what the lord told me
Guess it’s on his time
Cause I’m losing track of me
The status of real niggas
Keep it tucked
Move in peace
The pain on my face
I can’t bluff
Or be discreet
I got a lot of pressure
Young gifted and black
Stuffed like a dresser
Drawn up
From the floor up
The canvas on my heart
Is looking fucked up
My lucks up
What’s the fucks up
Let’s get down
While we all up
Ima stay down
Even while up
Nigga that’s us
Hook
I ain’t losing ground
No sir
I stay in these trenches
Til I die
Yessir
Ain’t no playing around
With me
Ain’t no playing around
With me
I ain’t losing ground
No sir
I stay in these trenches
Til I die
Yessir
Ain’t no playing around
With me
Ain’t no playing around
With me
Verse 2
Straight up nigga
What you acting for
Cry with a smile
On ya face
Let’s go
Tell a muthafucka
How life gon go
Love live life
Til you can’t no mo
Can’t no mo
Living in the city
Where you cop a flea
Or cop a pity
Pretty little biddy
Losing sight of what
It really is
Break it down
Cut a little bit
For the kid
Pressure been a bitch
Gotta kill it quick
That shit
Need to roll up
I ain’t focused
Grind it
Spread it
Smoke it
Need to get focused
Nigga need a bag
You got a bag
You got a bag
Smoking for the coping
Not the best right
At least that’s what
Society’s is saying right
I’m just being honest
For the comments
Can’t be honest
For the commas
All the shadiness
Gon leave you
Out to dry
While being wet
Under the eyes
I been tired
I been fighting
For my life back
Grief all on these records
Swear I hope y’all
Understanding that
Shit ain’t got no timetable
Otherwise
Don’t play it back
I ain’t one
To play around
Round the way
I’ll take you at
Run it back
Straight up nigga
What you acting for
Cry with a smile
On ya face
Let’s go
Tell a muthafucka
How life gon go
Love live life
Til you can’t no mo
Can’t no mo
Living in the city
Where you cop a flea
Or cop a pity
Pretty little biddy
Losing sight of what
It really is
Break it down
Cut a little bit
For the kid
Pressure been a bitch
Gotta kill it quick
That, that, shit
I need to roll up
I ain’t focused
Cause I gotta
Grind it
Then spread it
Then smoke it
Nigga need to get focused
But
I need a bag
You got a bag
You got a bag
You got a bag
You got a bag
I need a bag
I need a bag
I need a bag
I need a bag
I need a bag
Smoking for the coping
Not the best right
At least that’s what
Society’s is saying right
I’m just being honest
For the comments
Can’t be honest
For the commas
All the shadiness
Gon leave you
Out to dry
While being wet
Under the eyes
I been tired
I been fighting
For my life back
Grief all on these records
Swear I hope y’all
Understanding that
Shit ain’t got no timetable
Otherwise
Don’t play it back
I ain’t one
To play around
Round the way
I’ll take you at
Run it back
Hook
I ain’t losing ground
No sir
I stay in these trenches
Til I die
Yessir
Ain’t no playing around
With me
Ain’t no playing around
With me
I ain’t losing ground
No sir
I stay in these trenches
Til I die
Yessir
Ain’t no playing around
With me
Ain’t no playing around
With me
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15. |
Surrender
04:10
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Hook
Oh lord
Keep me on my toes
No need
For comfort
I’ll embrace my struggles
For the
Long haul
Only temporary
When your
On par
I go hard
Oh lord
Keep me on my toes
No need
For comfort
I’ll embrace my struggles
For the
Long haul
Only temporary
When your
On par
I go hard
Verse 1
Whoa
The hell ya know
I got so much soul
Lot of pain
Tryna maintain
Gotta let it go
I know
Troubles don’t last long
How long will it go
Take a breath
Close ya eyes
Open up
Then let it go
Damn
Damn
I’m embracing this pressure
Know this shit
Is a process
In order for progress
To catch up
I got my mind
On these goals
My feet stay solid
For sure
Been on the come up
Up and coming
Looking down
On my foes
Loooooord
Got me steady
As a levee
Pull the trigger
Slow and ready
I got problems
But solutions
On the way
I’m staying ready
If you feeling
How I’m feeling
Wondering
When shit is ready
Needing patience
For the hungry
Barely thirsty
Always ready
Lord I’m on my knees
Problem after problem
What’s it gonna be
These tears could
Fill an ocean
Cause I can barely see
My trust is in
The process
So go ahead proceed
Hook
Oh lord
Keep me on my toes
No need
For comfort
I’ll embrace my struggles
For the
Long haul
Only temporary
When your
On par
I go hard
Oh lord
Keep me on my toes
No need
For comfort
I’ll embrace my struggles
For the
Long haul
Only temporary
When your
On par
I go hard
Verse 2
Once misdirected
Smoking this weed
Level headed
Sipping this liquor
My liver
Begging for peace
Resurrect it
My mind is lost
In these spaces
My comforts here
For the taken
This idle time
Got my mind
Going some places
Can’t take it
Relax
For the record
These records
Purely reflective
Testimony subjective
For the folks
Who doubt the Manifest kid
The manifestation
That I’ve embodied is blessings
Ya dig
Shit
I observe my verbs
For catalog
I remember sessions
Where the analog
Would splice my vocals up
And all
I could rap about
Was being the best out
Out of all the struggles
I survived
Too embarrassed
To let it out
Now all this
Fake it
Til you make it
Nigga I ain’t made it out
So these bars
For the folks
Who need a bail out
Wail out
Scream if you need to
Pray for ya peace
And serenity
What’s eating you?
Depression, misdirection
Or the fact
No one believes in you?
Hook
Oh lord
Keep me on my toes
No need
For comfort
I’ll embrace my struggles
For the
Long haul
Only temporary
When your
On par
I go hard
Oh lord
Keep me on my toes
No need
For comfort
I’ll embrace my struggles
For the
Long haul
Only temporary
When your
On par
I go hard
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16. |
Retrospeck
03:05
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Sign of the times
It’s perfect timing
For me
I been on time
Despite no watch
For me
I stay in tune
On one accord
Wit me
God and myself
Sorry the grammar’s faulty
Took a couple pages
From my last story
No editing
Proofread it
Give God his glory
Sinners prayer
I been born again
Despite living in sin
Seeing my sins again
Only difference that rear view
Is stunning
Stone Cold
As the young bull
Broken skulls
In the squared rope
My tear ducks
Dried up
I’m raisin
My sons
To be the one
Not two
Or me too
Look
They are my legacy
Keep it going on
Break any curses
I’m still holding on
Work in progress
On my worse day
My best days
I’m getting better
By the day
Everything’s personal
Tryna clear these grudges
Fighting for freedom
While it’s on a budget
My two cents
Bought me common sense
But not tunnel vision
Or the price
Of being forgiven
Or forgiving those
Who blurred my vision
But I keep going
Light zoning
My likes on it
The weeds potent
Feel my demise
Searching for imperfection
Cause I’m perfect
In your eyes
No
So here we are
Retrospective
My confessions
On par
Upbringings as a church boy
Temptations on my mind
I’m tempted to lose
My mind
This grief on a platter
My depression got
The hunger
For more
Adding this chatter
Of pity
And full despair
And yes I took it there
Yet through it all
Persistence
Through commitment
We move forward
Dawg that’s a given
Let’s go
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17. |
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Verse 1
Say what you feeling
My nigga
Straight off the jump
Me I’m on a race
Heavy pedal
When I pump
Heavy metal
The metal will Blast
If you want
Click clack
Kaboom
Never the type
To front
Oh lord
The stars shining
Nigga
You on them runtz
If you think
For one second
I’m losing
uh uh uh uhh
A microphone fiend
Been running
Like Forrest Gump
My city
Palm of my hand
Good hands
All state is with me
Yippee ki-yay
Muthafucka die hard shit
Charge it to the game
All credit
Some me interest
Ting
My hot lines
Bling
On everything
Turn trash
Into treasure
Hot fire
From ya rumpke
Simple nigga
Figure the flow
Is realer
Cause I spit it
From perspectives
Relative
From average niggas
Though I’m far
From average
Greater than ya mean
Mathematically
So obscene
Cause a scene
On ya scene
Fake nigga
(Chorus)
Ah man
Watch my flavor
The way I cook shit
Stir crazy
Yet I’m coolin’
Calm and collected
These days
Always
Stay on my own shit
Thoughts man
Let em out
No need to judge this
All on my own
Already won
I got my own
No need for talk
All action I’m gone
All on my own
Already won
I got my own
No need for talk
All action I’m gone
Verse 2
Fresh up off the palate
Peep the canvas
Illustrated
On a island
Shiny waters
Sipping liquor
Wit my lady
Wit my cellular
On silent
Pinky up
When I’m sipping
Only clear
Is the water
All dark is my liquor
Figure Out
The world ain’t with me
On the right side
Of the canvas
Is a darker vivid picture
Of my niggas
Dead on campus
Fighting for the life
Of freedom
Law enforcement
Shooting hammers
At our peaceful demonstrations
Know your rights
Get education
On it
Weaponizing my wording
Yes power
Within the tongue
Tongue tied
Over lies you speaking
I am not the one
One of one
You just one of many
Many chosen ones
I’m the call
I was called
No collect
Show respect
Muthafucka
Show respect
Momma know
My mouth is dirty
Even for her last breath
Explanation
In the chorus
Pay attention
When you listen
Yeah you hear me
Did you listen though
Ears open
Hear you go
(Chorus)
Ah man
Watch my flavor
The way I cook shit
Stir crazy
Yet I’m coolin’
Calm and collected
These days
Always
Stay on my own shit
Thoughts man
Let em out
No need to judge this
All on my own
Already won
I got my own
No need for talk
All action I’m gone
All on my own
Already won
I got my own
No need for talk
All action I’m gone
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Trek Manifest Columbus, Ohio
Taking what started as banging on washers & dryers as a toddler, constructing raps at age 5 & performing in elementary school talent shows, Trek made use of his knack for music entertaining crowds from his immediate family to venues across the nation as time grew on. His upbringing & passion for encouragement has been a major influence in his years of continued growth & success in the arts. ... more
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