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Intro
Raised by the hunger
Shaped by the violence
Controlled by our codes
Fighting for freedom
Or something to believe in
All hail the gold
Verse
Am I destined to become another statistic
Blood spattered on a back streets wall tell my story like a hieroglyphic
Fought oppression with an iron spirit
Now we fight amongst ourselves to increase figures
Gangster music is a gimmick, like
Most don't even live it
It's just global campaign to sell unforgiving life style to misinformed infants
Gangster whip, gangster rims, gangster ice, fucking gangster bitches, moving gangster weight, banging gangster triggers umm umm umm umm
I ain't finished
Gangster crime lead to gangster prison
Gangster funerals, and gangster coffins
So you see every time you go inside or die ... guess who profits
The streets got me feeling like we deep in Vietnam
Pay attention to these streets psalm if you wanna dodge those bombs
Verse
Blow blow
In need of assistance please
They just killed my friend and shot me, the bullets deep
They told passer Byers look away laughing as I bleed
Please, please I'm scared for life...
I don't know, wearing black and white
Rolled up in the dead of the night unprovoked
No not one word spoke
Until they put a gun to my throat
I started to choke
They asked me if I'm scared, I shook my head man gesturing no
They got a little restless cause people started capturing shit on their phones
CALL ME AN AMBULANCE, I hate you 5.0
Chorus
Systems got a hold of me
Systems got a hold of me
So tight I can't breathe
Systems got a hold of me
And I want to, breathe
Systems got a hold of me
Systems got a hold of me
So tight I can't breathe
Systems got a hold of me
And I want to, breathe
Verse
They clamping down on our freedom of speech
Freedom to teach
Freedom to elevate beyond the stars reach
Ayo Phoenix silver lining getting hard to see, so I stays high
In need of different forms of escapism
Most escape their own lives, we escape prison
Handing life sentence to juvenile felons
Strong abortion campaigns, gone in 60 seconds
Eugenics...killing us softly, but we can get them
...run in govt with AK's, spray until we don't feel pain
Find the White House invade
Where corruption take place
All I wanna see is flames
Arsine, GBH
Fall to our knees and pray...
For a brighter day, for peace sake we don't need your faith
Vandalised our pictures, supremacy in the frame,
Soul’s signed away for the fame, arms still raw from the blade
Need a little green in vein
Just to stay sane....
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Stepp Backk - lyrics done
If you ain't got a message
Why the hell is you speaking
Talking about your vision cuz I ain't seeing what you're seeing
Lost brothers still believing in you heavens
They corrupt kings pieces turn children to sleep
Fashion sound waves together like the cute seep in
For this trap star gangsters A&R's feeling
Put this CD in your set now we're streaming in your blood stream
Put this CD in your set now we're streaming in your blood stream
Words become a part of your matter
Hip-hop martyr use stanzas
Like the treatment for cancer
Convert anger like alchemist
Clapping got their hands up cause they want more
Encore for the onslaught of celebrity whores
Rock a lever dress just for applause
I keep my eye in the King
They all pawns in this city of sin
Break of dawn I be at war summons scarab with wings
Chronical‘s here let the realness begin
Chorus
If you ain't down for real Hip-hop
STEPP BACKK
Talking that trap star gangster
STEPP BACKK
Would pull a trigger out on your own brother then
STEPP BACKK
Diluting the essence then
STEPP BACKK
Verse
Silver casket was for the vampires of the game
Who just for the sake of the fame
Sold their music like crack cocaine telling young brothers to self-destruct by use of a gauge
Brainwashed by corrupted execs just to get that chain
What does success really mean built on heart ache and pain
Baphomet pledge work in mysterious ways
Started that west coast east coast die in rage
Now you could catch rappers in sheroes pink toes to match
Hip-hop I overstand
You pillaged rape and left naked in devilish hands
My plans to save like the mask of Zorro freedom at last
My physical form attack you Devils on context
This is Marshall Law vs mortal combat
They collapse like deck chair when I storm their format
This one for the rappers who ain't all that yo cuz
Bridge
My 16 spray men
For falsely claiming there bading
Through use of a Saturn arrangements
Do anything to be famous
I hate them
Hook
(Lost rappers like)
Get that money
Money over everything
Free my boy thug
Fuck the Feds that sentenced him (Lost rappers like)
Kill that nigga
Post code for life
Rep your block
Gangster’s paradise
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Pressure lyrics done
Who are you to judge a life you ain't living
Sin all week, Sunday forgiven
Professional hypocrite, no beginners
World looks sweet, when the rose is tinted
Gold rose tinted
Boast how you’re living
The postcode we live in
Drugs, penicillin
Help how we feeling
Don't criminalise my life for minute
Ever been so low you just wanna give in
Windmill of hate gonna keep on spinning
Crime big business
When they see me, just seeing figures
Well that figures
Guess no love for young black nigga
So I love myself
Wanna make more than mark in this world ok go
Ain't in hip-hop to get paid for shows
Channelling messages straight from my soul
People take lives, shout YOLO
Kids have babies, shout YOLO
Different drugs tryna fill that hole
Screaming I don't wanna feel this pain no more
The pressure of life will crack coal or make diamonds
The strength to survive inside
BUT YOU DONT KNOW!
Live life fast, prey to die old
Been here a few times so I'm told
Over my past lives I've evolved
Living with pressure
I've been writing music for some time
For expression, natural high
No I don't toke green but sometimes
Yeah I might, do for the insight
Free my mind, from western this jail, I swear its hell
Man we living ain't right
Disconnected from earth since I, opened, my eyes
My feet ain't touch the ground, I ain't lying
Abandoned Mother Earth, I know why
I know she's crying
Every time it rains
Pressures of life distracted again
Found some enemy's inside friends
When money's involved I swear they change...
Living with pressure, who to blame...
Life styles that we adopted cause pain
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Verse
Still I try
Regardless of the fights
Regardless of the temptation that catch my eye
Regardless of the distance and lack of time
Guess we're both victims so why'd you cry
I'm out on tour baby back on the forth
On stage feel like a God on the floor even more
Nothing but sodum and gumaroo plenty whores
Will I stay faithful the choice is all yours
Verse
We love to say we both don't care
Well tell me why we both still hear
Just say the word and I'm gone
Where's my keys where's my phone
You love to cause a scene on road
Domestic violence
How you drag me in domestic violence
I'm a hard working man still trying
Listen everyone else sees but you
We love eachother yeah but we hate eachother too
And every curse word I can see I lose the future you
In fact fuck a relationship if it ain't with you
You set the bar high so I compare them to you
See I always talk about you you I'm coming home soon
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The aviator lyrics - done
Freedom don't we seldom forget
That feeling, when we took our first steps like woh
Hey, carefully cautious I might fly away
Rules act like those balls and chains
We taught to be afraid, in here it's safe
Never escape and never seek out change
It's dangerous, causes too much pain
There's a lot of thinking involved, it's easier to stay
Not forcing just saying, but hold on
Reason
Ain't you scared of my achievements
And what I might be when I be, when I be it
But see, she was holding me back, I didn't see it
All the great stuff that I am, got superseded
But the all stuff a brother done lacked, I’m a genius
You transferred all the flaws you had, on to me and
Baby I see all now like matrix....
Heart bleeding at first but so glad we didn't make it
Chorus
Now, where do I begin
I know I don't wanna be friends
But I might I see you on road
God I hope I don't see you road
I must admit that, things were kul for a minute
An every time I'm thinking of forgiveness
I see you in pictures sinning
Soo fucking glad that we finished
Verse
Me, me me me, me myself and me
Everything's about me
I ain't sharing no p, go where I wanna eat
Chill with my boys on road if I don't wanna sleep
Any place mi a warnt me a be
An if a girl wanna beat ima hola and meet
If fact, ima hola my boy right now an live like rockstars in my house
Ima pay for some sex tonight
A little alcohol and weed, so the mood is right
Trench coats, they arrived in the middle of night
I ain't paid for foreplay, girl drop them tights
Tut sweet tut sweet
80% weed, twos me twos me
Ahey let me hit that...and let me that to
She so freaky, doing stuff that I see on the tube
Fucking her but I'm thinking of you, dam!
Chorus 2
Now, maybe it was too soon
I'm with her, but I'm thinking of you
An I hope I see you on road
God I hope I see you road
I must admit that, things were kul for a minute
An every time I'm thinking of forgiveness
I see you in pictures sinning
Still fucking glad that we finished
Verse
Now I, see love like a fucking disease
She fooled me twice man, shame on me
Should of really realised from the first time we beat, she would creep
Way too much experience in da sheets
Said her, sexual encounters were still in the singular digits, but baby now I think that's a bit hard to believe
Why is every girl a virgin, the first time of meeting and starts talking about her standards for no particular reason
Keep looking at my dick!!
I SEE YOU FEINING!!!
I ain't tryna be your man, I'm just tryna "get my meat in...wassuuup!"
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Intro
“Why you being soo deep”
“Because I want to be deep”
“Why you taking my goods”
“Fam Because I want to take your good”
“Why you acting soo violent”
“Fam, cause I want to act violent fam”
“But why you acting soo crazy”
Verse 1
Yo, listen
Because I want to be a supervillain
The ends made me crazy
9-5 never paid me, so I turned to crime
Shifted the same thing the governments shifting
Face stays concealed, how could I be of assistance
Levitating wallets like magneto to the thefts theme
See me though
The thefts theme
What you say
The thefts them
One more time
The thefts theme
My dream is your nightmare
Environments is unfair
Get jumped for your Nike airs
Bullets glide like spaceships, that’s what my brother said
Surrounded like Matrix, every door they’re coming in
More camera’s than hugs in this world and I’m loving it
Could it be ME they don’t trust in the public
Ain’t hard to SEE I’m their primary target
Contending with shells like shredder who asking
Forsaken by this iron mask, I ain’t seen sun yet
But the situation’s peak, got me feeling sun-kissed
Chorus x 4
Sworn off shotgun
Straight to your eardrum
Now you don’t hear none
Accept us, we fear none
Grew up in a London slum
Used knives, seen guns
Beat people just for fun
Mum what have I become
Verse 2
Iconography
Forces you can’t see
No one’s stopping me from making an impression
You could never catch me slipping
Thought-forms transmute into weapons
Get beheaded with the tension . . . one more time
Iconography
Forces you can’t see
No one’s stopping me from making an impression
You could never catch me slipping
Thought-forms transmute into weapon
Get beheaded with the tension
Purely from the atmosphere
My tiger stance sure to inject fear into the rough, tough and the rawest
Can’t tell if this is a verse or chorus
Channelling the spirit of Bodhi Dharma for this warship
No mistakes I never meant worship
The difference between fake rap and hiphop for certain
Most of you rappers need to close curtains
Misguiding the youth that’s why you’re nervous . . . in the presence
Disruptive beings you’re serving
Satanic rituals and sermons
Blood sacrifices for that diamond
Quite sinister the timing
Lost a loved one on Tuesday
Wednesday you morn
Thursday you profit off of rhyming
As M9 said that myriad of emotion’s seismic
As far as innovation goes I’m the finest
Every bar of every . . . I messed the flow up
Sworn off shotgun
Straight to your eardrum
Now you don’t hear none
Accept us, we fear none
Grew up in a London slum
Used knives, seen guns
Beat people just for fun
Mum what have I become
Sworn off shotgun
Straight to your eardrum
Now you don’t hear none
Accept us, we fear none
Grew up in a London slum
Used knives, seen guns
Beat people just for fun
Mum what have I become
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Intro
I can see you hurting
You tryna live that life
Money's no obstacle
But you could die tonight
Out cleansing our souls in that green and gold
Role I an ounce of freedom before my mind explodes
My bruddah, how high can we fly
While living in the ghetto
While living in the ghetto
While living in the ghetto
Verse
Statistics are against me
School system to make a slave
It’s a Miracle I made it
Hear sirens like everyday
Sirens like everyday
I hear sirens like everyday
It's a miracle I made it
Like Kanye I'm spitting thru da pain
Thinking of all things I seen, at a tender age
Hood Negro flashed the gauge
Smiley face, and that was yesterday
Sent someone in to yesterday
He was tryna kill himself and at last minute he pulled away
Chorus
Living semi suicidal
Our brothers become our rival
The Mandingo fights inside you
The souls now detached hiding
Filling that void with violence
Pray you learn like I did
The streets quickest way to death
Infect you like a virus
Yeah yeah
Infect you like a virus
Yeah yeah
Infect you like a virus
Bright lights
Blood sacrifices bright lights
Lose a love one, kill a friend to get your money right
Now your days are nightmarish
How you sleep at night
Living with ankh on my chest, most high hold me tight
Intuition help me get by, must be my third eye
Coming for the piece of the pie angels it’s our time
Spoken word
Though I sometimes flirt with sin, know I still keep my oil burning
Please support me with your guidance
Invisible beings shelter me from the outsiders
Embed my narrow path with righteous stones that lead me home
Repot the souls of those who effect my mission
Gift me with divine intuition
Yours truly
Phoenix verse
There's more to my story than pain
Institutionalise refuse me to rise I walk in the rain
The role of a victim I played
It's all in my brain, the glass ceiling with the window pane on my chest
I need it to break hey
I don't see no mistakes
Everything is, see that shit everyday
The eclipse the sun the grey
The grip the slip the insane
The script the life the game
Inside we need to change
Metamorph of torching flames
It's all the same they bought us slaves
Black or white we walk in chains and talk a boarded cage
The morbid way
Slow it down
Is it all in vane
To better ourselves while the next man starves fading away
Are we not all one we suffer the same fate
It's mayday to be made great to acknowledge a being outside of ourself in our own state
The state of mind state of home state of my landscape
As we try to escape tied to our fate in a world that takes shape
We need innovate
Thing is we need change
Bleeding in vane like a martyr who will never get praise
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Your wage
Your home
Your car
See these are all jus ascetics
It's your growth
Your trials
Your love
true human experience
your job
Your clothes
Your food
Again all just ascetics
It's your pain
Your solutions
Your will
True human experience
Look at where we are now
The musics been progressive
The struggle been intense
But I see the light at the ending
I don't wanna be rich
Just need a roof to lay my head in
Said my service is to the people
Lord knows I meant it
Continuing this war
Fighting for freedoms
It all starts in the mind
That manifest into instincts
Manifest into action
Manifest into change
Manifest into days
We could just exist again
An not worry about agendas
Microchipping kids
Fake Vaccines
News is never what it is
Nomore covert wars
This terrorist shit
Democides
We know who the real terrorist is
I drunk from the fountain life
All I see is energy
Your intention were pure
I now I know your not my enemy
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released February 21, 2017