1.DUCTION

Produced by D.J Victorious

2.HANG ON feat. The Astronomical Kid & Peter Hartmann

Produced by Lord Digga

Additional production by G-Clef

Verse

When I was 5 years old, I realized there was a road,

at the end I would win lots of pots of gold,

I turned 6, learned quick, but I lost control,

Around 7, the devil tried to bottle my soul

Then at 8 or 9, I saw I had a crazy mind, turned 10,

wrote my 1st lazy rhyme with no pen,

Figured out I wasn’t like them other kids when I was young,

Teacher asked me what I want to be when I hit 21,

I said “I wanna see 21, start my own business, stack funds, live life until my living is done,”

My teacher was stunned,

I told her most people let ‘nine to fives’ define they lives look in my eyes I’m not the one,

See I went from fragrances of pissy floors,

to when you sniff me, you could smell the Christian Dior,

I went from breakin’ in my neighbors’ Honda Accords,

to breakin’ records, laughin’ at the loot I made before,

Right now, all I gotta do is smile at the opposite sex,

til I’m coppin’ they checks and I hop in they Lex and go shoppin’ and next,

I’m massagin’ they neck and I’m slobbin’ they breast and menage and molest they be like “Yo Sha you the best.”

But that’s the worst, ’cause all I need is a homegirl,

Friend, lover, but I’m off in my own world,

learned from my brother,

I remember it was just him, granny, mom and me

now this year I’m a Grammy nominee, looking back I,

wasn’t getting love from the DJs,

had to sell verses on Ebay,

the industry thought that I was tryin’ to be Jay,

my family told me get a job at BJ’s

hell nah ‘cause I knew that I could spit ill,

I’m in a race against time and it gets real,

see this path I’m on, it’s like a track I’m on,

i’m runnin’ in a marathon, trying to pay my sprint bill

My father instilled something when he left,

‘cause you stop living fast when you witness slow death

It’s sunny outside,

So how come my homeboy’s soon to be bride keeps telling me she’s wet?

That s–t got me vex, now she sending him a text,

sayin “imma get some rest,” while she kissing on my chest damn

I wanna push her on the mattress, start grinding like I’m Pusha T and Malice but I can’t,

Victorious told me since I’m a rapper it just happens, I’m the s–t and the s–t, it hits the fan,

There’s so much power and passion

in my verses, that my words may be louder than actions

I am not no bitter spitter, killer, killer dealing weight and writing it on twitter, I’m really realer, I deliver s–t to give you shivers,

the internet got these beginners in the game and winning,

hip-hop is finished, and I gotta wonder,

Why these dudes are playing dudes disguised as other dudes?

They Robert Downey in Tropic Thunder,

People tell me I’m about to blow,

every time I leave the stage when we rock a show…

I’m thinking I need a kid, they saying I need a hit,

what’s a hit song without the doe?

a donation without the doe is a nation that’s 3rd world

I’m Super Mario in the 3rd world,

trying to get to 8-4, I left world 2,

I should do a Joe Budden and film my girl too but,

I would rather save the princess,

dumb motherf–ker nickname me incest.

I wanna live forever but it’s not about fame,

I believe in prayers but I gotta get paid,

even Creflo got a dollar in his name,

if I wasn’t me I’d be afraid

Y’all know I drink ‘cause I think too much when I’m sober,

Betting on myself these days, I’m a high roller,

I’m so nice, so mean feeling bipolar

Y’all listen backwards so I talk like Yoda,

So hot, album is

Many records, Sha sold

Punchlines, deep s–t, metaphors, wild flows

he has, spaz he does with eyes closed,

enjoy you will, To keep, my soul.

Chorus

Hang on to the world as it spins around,

Just don’t let the spin get you down,

Things are moving fast,

Hold on tight and you will last

3.MY SOUL

Produced by Jaisu

Additional production by G-Clef

Intro

Somebody told me, that the only way that I can make it is if I lead,

‘cause I can never follow, it’s the day before tomorrow that’s the only thing that I see,

I can’t stop until I reach the top, I know that’s where I’ll be

My heart and my mind,

It’s all in with the flow and the rhymes

And the days I did crime,

and I swear in time,

You’ll feel my world so cold,

You’ll hear you’ll see you’ll know

You’ll know it comes from my,

You’ll know it comes from my,

You’ll know it comes from my,

Soul!

Chorus

My heart, my mind, my goals, my dream my story I told

My life, my times, my flow, my rhymes, my music is from

My soul

Verse 1

I heard somebody say “I hate rap music!”

‘cause all we talk about is our guns and our cars and our money and our broads,

and how wack dudes be and how nice we are,

and how much s–t we sold and how we so damn hard,

and we throwing up signs and we stay reppin’ our squads,

we exaggerate, it’s aggravating, this is from my heart I,

got a flow that is purer than God,

These dudes flowin’ like security guards,

And I aint dissin’ your job

But when I do this, there’s a different motivation,

There’s diseases goin’ round, f—k a record in rotation,

There’s people, that be taking life for granted, they’re complacent,

And there’s rappers with no talent, kicking verses in my face,

But if you look at them and look at me, my s–t is hi-def

for me to like they s–t I’d have to be high and deaf

Chorus

Verse 2

I got songs telling people that I’m better than the best,

am I the reason that you hate rap music? I say yes

I’m a, pistol promoter, hustled powder and soda for a dollar

right after college, someone should have been told you

that I was comin’, comin’ with somethin’

so movin’, music that touches

your soul, so crazy like the birth of a son,

from the earth to the sun is the distance between me and these clowns that flowing,

y’all call ‘em up and coming I call ‘em down and going

I’m the difference between doubting and knowing,

believing and seeing, I been broke, but never been broken

you hate rap guys, rap dudes, hippity hip bop,

shoot, clap and spit shots, when will this s–t stop God?

I’m such a part of it, it sickens me, I’m weak

I mean for real I got a f–king stomach ache as we speak

And I think I feel a fever, “if you hate it Sha then why don’t u leave?”

I can’t go, I can’t chill, it’s my temperature get it? I’m too hot.

I’m New York, new Big, new Pac

new Kane, new nah, new Sha old dog, new tricks

new flows, new kicks every day, a new chick,

“you sick” I know I told you I’m sweatin’

my health,

is getting’ worse it’s ‘cause I’m sweatin’ myself

I should write these rhymes on tablets,

like commandments in Hebrew language,

‘cause y’all don’t understand it anyway man

Chorus

4.BLASPHEMY

Produced by Ian Heyward

Additional production by G.I Joe

Intro

Sometimes I look to the sky and I wonder what the Heaven is goin’ on.

Who else can I ask?

But you!

Damn, damn, damn, damn God!

Verse 1

How can you be so calm when there’s armies dropping bombs overseas and there’s war going on right here that no one sees?

Little dude gotta starve, rob to get some groceries

and shorty’s scared to be a Mom, she disrupting her ovaries

I’m sayin’ Damn damn damn God can’t you find a job for my people?

yo they robbed all my people,

we don’t get no reparations for segregation,

the legislation passed for the Rico law we be so poor

We take afflictions of the addicted and serve ‘em

and keep ‘em sick and it’s hurting so we get rich and it’s workin’

but when you flip and reverse it, they lock us up like we purchased

and brought it over to service, the system’s set up on purpose,

why you do that? You coulda just made us one color like the Smurfs.

You don’t think that woulda worked?

Go to church why? Pray where? Who gon’ help us?

You got Heaven dog, you so selfish

That’s what we be thinkin’, that’s what I be thinkin’ a man dies everyday,

the same time a baby’s born, now do we cry or celebrate?

how can Muslims pray to Allah to bring down the towers?

Are there words in the Quran that gave them more power?

Was the Bible just devised so slavery stayed alive,

and niggas would pray for Heaven to come after they died?

Do you love White people more?

I ain’t throwin’ salt but Goddamn this is all your fault blast for me now.

Chorus 2X

Damn, damn, damn, damn God,

How the hell can life be so hard?

Now Got damn, damn, I say the Lord’s name in vein,

Hoping one day He could ease my pain

Verse 2

Ok maybe I’m buggin’, but nobody else is gonna ask,

how can stray bullets cross the path

of innocent people?

And who’s innocent? A baby unborn?

Condom popped, and now I want my son gone?

But ain’t that murder? It’s not right,

we could look but don’t touch, we could touch but don’t taste,

why you put s–t in our face?

How the hell you make sex feel better than eating,

but one slip and that could dead us from breathing?

Tell me the reason

you made guns, made war I ain’t blaming Eve and Adam

let me know the point of me even rapping

‘cause nobody listens, and sex sells

I was asking my label if they can help me get hot

and they told me get shot

I don’t believe in the devil, though the Bible said it’s him

Making people kill people, making men choose men

to lay with, on some gay s–t, you made it possible

what’s the answer for cancer? we lay up in the hospital Damn!

God you created this s—t, we here and gotta stay in this s–t.

Mad religions, Catholics, Christians, Baptists, listen

I’m just trying to keep my ass out of prison,

are you catching my drift or am I tripping?

God I know when I was 7,

I believed in Santa Claus and I thought there was a Heaven

but now I don’t give a damn, so I give a verse,

can I get an answer before I’m in a hearse huh?

Chorus

5.DO IT FOR THE DOE

Produced by WMS Sultan

Additional production by G-Clef

Chorus

I don’t wanna work

I just do it for the doe

Do it for the doe

Do it for the doe

I feel like a jerk

But I do it for the doe

Do it for the doe

Do it for the doe

We smoke to get high

Drink to get low, sleep so we dream

One day we gotta go

I do it for the doe

I do it for the doe

Verse 1

Everyday I’m waking up,

I ain’t even in a group but I’m breaking up

‘cause I’m still trying to get my paper up

But I feel like I don’t make enough,

I’m going through it, I’mma go up to my job waving gunfire

or either stay home, and call out, sorta like an umpire

I’m sittin’ at my desk feeling dumb tired,

supervisor talking down to me and I’m quiet,

I really wanna put a wrench through

his neck and say “I don’t respect you”

but my rent’s due,

So I smile like a good little boy

‘cause mad people in my hood ain’t employed,

Back in 1995, I said I’d be 95,

before I work a ‘nine to five’, drivin’ down 95 but,

That was when I Idolized

these rappers and drug dealers, now I just gotta survive look!

Chorus

Verse 2

“I don’t wanna dance I just do it for the doe,”

that’s what shorty said when I came to see the show,

How we got to talking ‘bout it? I don’t really know

But she kept telling me, “I am not a ho,”

I ain’t even care but I was bored, I said “Sooo,

If I had a gee to pay you, you would tell me no,

for a couple hours if we snuck out on the low?”

She said, “Do you have it?” I said “I think I’mma go.”

She said, “Wait, the 2 kids I got at home, they get left alone, so I need a loan.”

I’m staring at her body, her complexion and her tone,

if God blessed this pretty child, she has a right to get her own.

Took some footage on my phone

of her flipping on the pole she was sniffing my cologne,

when I paid her light bill just for brightening my day,

when she asked me if I needed change,

I said “We both do!”

Chorus

Verse 3

I don’t wanna sell, I just do it ‘cause my cell,

phone, bill, it be getting high as hell,

Hell, yeah I am scared to see a cell,

But I don’t wanna fail, I already live in jail,

when I can’t ball out or I can’t set sail

on the coast somewhere, with the dolphins and the whales

and the blue seas, you’ll see, I’m just making sales

til the profit, got my pockets just popping, tipping the scale I been,

moving grams hard, ‘cause my grandma

didn’t get to see me live like a damn star

can’t God Make life easier, or at least make me wake up wit amnesia?

So I could lose the memories of seeing those sniffy nose,

skinny, old fiends lookin’ like the thriller video,

I would love to walk away, but I need money now and I don’t wanna wait

Chorus

6.MOVE BACK featuring Freeway & Young Chris

Produced by Just Blaze

Chorus

I got the hood on my back, back

I got the city on my back, back

I got the game on my back, back

I got the world on my back, back

Everybody move back, back, back, back, back

Tell them haters move back, back, back, back

Verse 1

I’m back like I never left

You might have never heard of me or we have never met

But that’s fine, got my whole hood behind me so it looks like a rep a set,

If I make it, they make it so I never rest

got the fire arms out like a sweatervest

and there’s nothing that could stop me except for death

and even then I’ll keep goin’ on the internet

bragging that I’m still the best, music gives me endless breath,

if I’m gone to Heaven or to Hell yo, I still hit the booth and I tell jokes,

I stick to the script like I’m velcro, classic when I spaz I’m like shelltoes, talk in 3^rd person like Elmo

Stimuli’s everywhere, he be in the D, run thru the A catch him out in Philly with Free,

or down in the H-town, or Miami with heat,

you know BK’s riding with me!

Chorus

Verse 2

Try Lesly the gat bustin’ I’m daring y’all

You can’t touch me, my back husky from carrying y’all

Sitting with the flow so nigga you can’t hate,

I’m readjusted with Just, let’s get a few things straight,

Me and Stimuli energize like that bunny you don’t want a run-in,

‘cause my gun will put an end to guys.

Even in Lebanon, ain’t no freezing this s–t,

you think not, you must be higher than the starship enterprise

Realize I’m fresh off the streets of Mecca,

Was rocking open-toe chanclettas and taking notes from the lectures,

And bring it back to the block, share the wisdom with my boys and when it’s drama, I’m still on point with the weapons,

suggestion, you shouldn’t test him, I’m on my grind and

when it’s crunch time, ain’t nothing to bring the noise,

call Gunna up, it ain’t nothing to bring my boys,

Young Chris: You know how the boys too, we spending money like Floyd too.

Chorus

THE REASON

Produced by M-Dot

Additional production by G-Clef

Chorus

You the reason I get up in the morning huh

You the reason I get up in the morning huh

You hate me it makes me stronger when, you hate me it makes me stronger look,

You the reason I get up in the morning huh

You the reason I get up in the morning huh

You hate me it makes me stronger when, you hate me it makes me

Just go harder, I go harder, I go harder

Verse 1

You hate me and I love you,

You made me, I was a dumb fool,

You saved me,

I was chilling, I was slacking, I was lazy

I was silly, I was acting kinda crazy

like the world was waiting on me, so I gotta thank you for hating on me,

Now I wake up in the morning with a passion

Any beat- spazzin,

Any beef- smashin it

Who I be? Ask them

Stimuli’s past is ahead of they future,

I’m in first place stupid but I promise you I’m lasting,

Superhero without the mask, I don’t leap tall buildings I reach small children,

I tell ‘em not to stop, I show ‘em how to pop,

focus on the present, I’m the Present but I’m out the box

I’m the gift God gave,

before we saw the haters and we waved

now we tellin’ ‘em this…

Chorus

Verse 2

Don’t let nobody tell you what you can’t do, won’t do

Anything you ever had to handle or go through,

Long as you are still here standing, hopeful,

You can go from homeless to a mansion wit showrooms,

I done had no rooms, made me keep pushin’

my girlfriend played me but the radio wouldn’t.

Should I keep going? Thinkin’ maybe I shouldn’t,

I multiplied the haters times the days that I put in

and it made me go harder, dis my own father,

I just bogarded, put my whole heart in,

You could do the same thing, once they see your chain swing

or they peep you rise up, you gon’ see they eyes cut,

They gon’ try to knock you off your see-saw

I stopped takin’ life for granted since I seen Saw

Sometimes movies motivate,

It’s hard to wait when you know you great,

I go harder

7.I WISH I WAS YOU featuring Bellringer & Khaliq

Produced by Bellringer

Verse 1

When you look at me, you see something

that I don’t even see I ain’t even achieve nothing,

when I’m with you, you breathe, huffin and puffin and weeze

loving every minute I touch it and tease

Damn it’s so intimate for you, but for me what am I supposed to do?

I only pretend that you my girl when we laying horizontal

or you cooking me a meal or you throwing me some dollars

and I know that’s not love, see I was introduced to love

it’s not 2 nuts after gin and juice it’s bugged

I been seduced, I know that’s no excuse,

but look at how you open girl I wish that I was you

I make your face light up, your bones shiver, your skin twitch

And I just wanna be friends bitch, or maybe I’m scared

with all I went through, girl you was there

if I ain’t in some type of love, then I’m probably stuck in care

or lust, or like, or damn tell me how you just

focus on my stupid ass, and tune them others out and plus

you wish I had a kid with you, wish I copped a crib with you

I just keep dissin’ you, I’m missin’ you I wish I was you

Chorus

I wish that I felt the way you feel,

It could be a happy ending

But I end where you’re beginning

I wish I was you

I wish that I could say that this is real

But inside im feeling empty

But you still want to be with me,

I wish I was you

Verse 2

How can you be attracted to my slackness?

my actions are backwards

I’m macking and acting, you keep coming back

then you yell and you packing,

that’s when I think, she’s finally cracked

but as soon as I blink,

you forgive and forget, you were pissed and upset

I’m a d–k I’m a mess, don’t you live with regrets?

Am I really the best or did you run out of options?

I don’t ever take you shopping, I don’t wanna meet your pops

And you be cooking, you be cleaning,

I be looking for a reason I could do my thing and leave

but yo the truth is that I need you

girl it’s not adding up, how can you be sure its me?

Are you shallow or is that my insecurity?

Do you like how I rap? You know there’s more to me?

You want a girl or boy with me? I can’t see it

I think you’re wonderful, but if I had one to choose,

you are not the one for me, I’m sorry I’m the one for you,

this whole damn spill is uncomfortable,

I’m loving you but I’m not in love with you

when I’m up in you, it feels like I’m into you

but you should really listen to,

this song before you land in an institute girl I wish I was you

Chorus

Verse 3

So I could see what it feels like to hurt and be a human being,

Not this robot that you’re used to seeing,

It’s the youth in me, the fool in me

Me being cool, all that cool s–t is fooling me,

there are no rules

to being with somebody when you’re ready for it all,

Training wheels on, I don’t ever wanna fall,

I don’t want sympathy, I’m telling you I’m wrong,

it’s better in a song, or maybe not

I don’t want you to move on and be happy with somebody new

I wanna know if I would love me, if I was you

Egotistical yeah. That is kinda true, but what am I to do? I need help

Chorus

Outro

Is it because I spit bars? Is that why you’re giving me your heart?

And your home, and some brain, girl you damn near the Wizard of Oz I swear I wish I was you.

8.THE SMELLY CAT SONG

Produced by Mike Chopz

Additional production by G-Clef

Verse 1

I had me a shorty that I liked, face real cute, body real tight

Fat, fat ass, breasts so nice, waistline small, just my type.

We hung out like maybe once or twice,

my man hooked me up and he said she was right

“she don’t really get down on the 1st night

but she loves how you rap so homie anything can happen”

tucked my chain in quick, so she don’t think I’m a trick,

We was Facebook friends, everyday she talkin’ slick

so when she was in my ear, I’m feeling on her hips

said she wanna take me home just to chill a little bit

so I went there, bout 10 minutes later, shorty went there

she said “Sha make me famous”

I was in the chair, she knelt down like a proposal,

next thing I know, she had me exposed

taking off her clothes, damn near naked,

she went down hard, said she liked how I tasted

soon as she was finished, she tried to jump in my face,

but she tried to sit on it, I said shorty just wait.

Chorus

How do you tell, a pretty young lady that her coochie smells?

Haaaay

maybe you play this joint, and maybe she’ll get the point

Verse 2

I said I gotta pee, I really had to flee

I caught a big whif and I almost couldn’t see

It smelled like something from the bottom of the sea

with perfume sprayed on it and sprinkled with cheddar cheese

If she took a shower, how could she miss that?

and if she did wash it, well the smell came back

I touched it with my hand to make sure it was the cat

I smelled my finger and I fell on my back

this don’t match, she’s so fine,

maybe she just finished her cycle and that’s why

Maybe it’s yeast, maybe it’s me

maybe it’s not that bad, let me see

I sniffed one more time and just put my clothes on.

I said I’m really sorry, I feel so wrong but

my girl keeps calling, I mean, I got studio

I mean I got a meeting, I mean, I can’t do it yo.

She smelled putrid, sorta like the juice from the trucks with the garbage I was feeling so stupid

‘cause I couldn’t say it, damn I couldn’t tell her,

and sometimes in the back of my mind I still smell her damn!

Chorus

Verse 3

I don’t know if it’s your panties, you need to wear cottons,

but something’s goin’ on got your box smelling rotten,

maybe u ain’t wiping too good, you gotta watch it,

smells like you hiding a rodent inside your crotch

it could be your jeans, maybe they too tight

might be something you eating that ain’t right

fast food, hormones, enzymes, something

you gotta be careful with what you put in your stomach

might be the rubbers or the dudes that you touching

but when I inhale it, my man can’t function

s–t kinda sour, it’s like you got the power

to smell up a whole room it’s beyond baby powder

Febreze won’t help, for me to continue, I’d have to throw a f–kin Glade plug-in in you, and then you want somebody eat your s–t too

I’d rather eat cow ass, babygirl I’ll pass

9.WHAT’S WRONG? (WAKE UP THE WORLD) feat. Torae

Produced by The Beatbutcha

Additional production by G-Clef

Intro

I just wanna wake up the world

Before I’m at my wake

I swear that I’ll go broke

Before they see me break

When they see my face they’ll know how long I waited,

That I worked hard and made it

Verse 1

12 yrs old, standing on the corner where the pounds get sold,

Everybody talking bout the hardhead Rome ‘cause he just came home

His brother named Thomas, he graduated with honors, now he owe student loans

both of them pull up on the block where it’s hot so much love shown. Thomas got pounds like “yo you doin’ it big!”

but Rome got hugs like nobody thought he would live,

4 years of college, verse a 50 month bid

and you can guess which one looked appealing to the kid

On top of all that, his cousin sold drugs, his brother liked to rap,

he put ‘em both together trying to come up wit some stacks

so he could stop shoplifting and get Moms off his back,

Chorus

A kid goes to school what’s wrong with that?

A girl holds down her dude, what’s wrong with that?

You got a good job what’s wrong with that?

Everyday you pray to God what’s wrong with that?

You do your own thing

What’s wrong with that?

U don’t rap, or sing

What’s wrong with that?

You got a good job, what’s wrong with that?

Everyday you pray to God, what’s wrong with that?

Verse 2

Want to know what’s wrong with the youth?

Listen to the throngs of these songs out the booth,

unacceptable, unbelievably uncouth

and they tell the tallest of tales talking that they the truth,

dude your eyes glued to the videos and screens,

so you think everything here appear as it seems,

you copped a skull shirt and a chain for your jeans,

but you won’t enroll in school ‘cause of registration fees,

please, the bulk of these niggas you listening to,

they ain’t living what they spitting and won’t listen to you

figure I get it how I live it, pay it forward and through

so I accrue what I’m out to pursue,

you could swim out the sess pool you wallow in nigga,

you ain’t even got Twitter why you following niggas?

I’m hollering niggas, you should be ashamed of yourself,

you gotta make your own lane for the fame and the wealth.

Chorus

Verse 3

Pac got shot 5 times and blamed Big,

50 got shot 9 times and became big,

Gravy got shot in the behind and became Big,

now you thinking ‘bout doin’ the same s—t

Jay sold drugs and made rap look easy,

Jeezy sold drugs and rapped like he was Eazy,

I don’t know who sells the drugs to Lil Weezy,

but if he runs the game, I say the game needs me,

Soulja boy said his music is fun

T-Pain’s music is smart because it’s dumb,

That 12-year old kid from the 1st verse bought a gun

and said I f–ks wit Pastor Troy I ain’t trying to be Reverend Run

His Moms wants to know where the doe is coming from,

he said s–t ain’t change ‘cause Obama won,

“tell your broke ass boyfriend I’m not his son,

he working everyday for some pennies, I’m not the one imma get it

10.GOOD DAY

Produced by J.Cardim

Additional production by G-Clef

Intro

Good Morning

My rent ain’t paid but I’m alive y’all that’s okay,

I had my Ipod on shuffle, heard one of my lines

I said I’m like Gotti, Ghandi and god all combined damn

I be spittin’ some flames, How y’all doin? It’s a beautiful day

Verse

I used to complain about my financial state, career s—t,

my girl trouble, now I don’t hear s–t

peep this story, I went to work just to clear my desk

and say goodbye to all the folks I left

then I seen my man, who always showed up to work with a smile

we would kick it at lunchtime and I admired his style,

he was excited everyday, he was the first one there

and we would always roll together though he rolled in a chair

with wheels,

‘cause he ain’t walk in like about 3 years,

he said the accident had happened when he had a few beers

arguing with his wife, he never told me the story,

until the day I looked defeated and he said that’s when I needed it,

I asked him why he’s always happy as Hell,

he said he’s happy as Heaven with a story to tell

He said: “Me and my girl was fightin’ maybe she suspected cheatin’,

‘cause I was, I was buzzed and there’s times I almost beat her

but I didn’t, we was newlyweds, tight from junior high,

I was raised in Crown Heights, she grew up in Do or die

and the night we was beefing, dog I ain’t gon’ even lie

I said I hate u she said ‘why don’t you die?’

I didn’t mean it, but she checked my phone,

I was driving on the road, she like ‘who the hell is this?’

how am I supposed to know?

‘It’s that bitch you be with, nigga call her right now’

I’m like chill girl calm the f–k down,

put your seat belt on, tears in her eyes ‘how can you be so wrong?

You still f–king her?’ I’m like nah, not really.

She swinging, I’m laughing, til she caught me in the eye

I couldn’t see, tried to switch lanes fast I said I tried

‘cause the next thing I know, I saw clouds in the sky

I was laying on my back there was cars passing by

heard the sirens, noise, wilding I was doing more than 60,

some people say God was with me

I say he’s always there, even though my girl looked so scared

she started shaking on the stretcher then the next 90 seconds

I was in the hospital, with the doc giving blessings

said my legs stopped working and my lady she was pregnant

and we mighta saved the baby, what baby?? I was stressing like

save my lady we’ll make another baby!!

but we never got the chance,

never said I love you all I got was a glance

life can’t be this bad, yes it can!

I was thinking at first,

she passed and it couldn’t be worse

I went into trauma, my mama came

some nights inside my brain I dream I could’ve saved her but the dream just fades

they tell me imma walk one day, and I can feel it.

2 weeks ago, my right knee cap got back the feeling

and my ankle started twitching dog this is not a game,

that’s why I laugh when y’all be crying and complaining,

and I ain’t saying you sound stupid

but that day I met the boss, you told me keep my fingers crossed and you knew I couldn’t do it,

You beef about blocks you be trooping.

Life is hard but I ain’t making excuses,

I just pray, I don’t cry, I don’t ask God why,

I watched my wife die, but He kept me alive and now

I can still see her smile as I stare in my daughter’s eyes and say thanks for my child yo everyday is a good day.”

CHANGE

Produced by Jaywann

Intro

I don’t know if you’ve been following but

this whole journey, has been inspired by death.

Before the Unsigned Hype,

before my mixtape on any site,

the day Biggie lost his life, I got paranoid

So not only do I wanna live forever

but I want to get better

Chorus 2X

I can make a change, I can make a change I’ll believe it if I say it

Verse

I was cursing out God like He was the one to blame,

Mad at my managers, people should know my name,

Pissed at my coach, for taking me out the game

Sitting up in coach, I’m mad at the f–kin plane,

Out with Big Don and talking to Mister Fame,

they said “when you gon make it?” I made it inside my brain,

so many women have called me just to complain,

that I had left them empty and now I can feel their pain,

Someone put a comment up that Stimuli was next

If he came out back with Das Efx

Before that woulda got me stressed

But now I’m getting better as a man in the flesh,

I was cursing out God I was calling Him the worst,

Almost got a job, but instead I was moving work,

Almost got a girl, til somebody got her first,

Then I seen her last month, she invited me to church, and I went

11.I BELIEVE feat. Lydia Caesar & Khaliq

Produced by TheRealFocus

Additional production by G-Clef

Intro

I don’t know what you came to do

I don’t know what you came to do

I don’t know what you came to do

I don’t know what you came to do

Verse 1

‘Cause you see me walking with a crew,

I rock a couple jewels, might just hold the tool,

spit a few bars, probably act the fool,

run up in the bar please don’t get confused

Don’t think I don’t got a clue,

I dealt with hard times but God pulled me through

You don’t know me, but you swear that you know me

‘cause you hear when I’m flowing on the air and I’m blowing but

some of y’all live in fear, if you wanna get to Heaven well then let me take you there

be clear, if you only going to the service,

just because you nervous when you die you’ll end up burnin’,

so you go to church and start praying hard on purpose,

puttin’ in the work, I can see you trying to earn you

a trip to the gates, kids can’t relate, they don’t understand it,

the only ten commandments they know is Biggie’s

but it ain’t no biggie I’ll see ‘em through hallelujah if you with me

look I don’t know what you came to do

I don’t know what you came to do,

I came to say his name in vein,

stake my claim change this game

let me hear the congregation say

Chorus 2X

I believe in, I believe in, I believe in,

I believe in, I believe in, Him, in Him, in Him, in Him

Verse 2

I know you think I don’t but I do,

I know you think I don’t but I do.

I feel like I grew, every Sunday morning where are you?

People think prayer only works in church pews

Some folks up early in disguise, rocking shirts and ties, standing online waiting outside, just to testify,

then they get inside giving offerings and tithes

My man said he’s tired of hearing the pastor lie

so he stays home, he rolls it and pass the la

to his other homies they smoke it and they get high,

and I would love to judge ‘em but honestly who am I?

I ain’t one to chastise,

More than just a rap guy, never been baptized,

But I write scriptures, my life has been hard every year,

It’s getting easy believing that God’s everywhere

Chorus

Bridge

I ain’t gon’ drink no more

I ain’t gon’ smoke no more

I’mma be strong,

I ain’t gon’ bone no whores,

I’mma work hard oh Lord, help me hold on

I will not rob, I will not steal

I’mma be kind, imma be real.

I will not covet anybody else’s wife,

I will not take another person’s life

I ain’t selling no drugs, I will not be a thug

that’s what everybody says on the day after the club,

I don’t know about you, (I don’t know about you)

I don’t know what u do, (I don’t know what u do)

I got church in my heart, I don’t need no religion

I ain’t dissin’ ya decision

I’m just saying at the ending

When its over and its finish

There’s no denomination that is winning only God can judge me

12.HAVE YOU SEEN HIM?

Produced by Cookin’ soul

Verse 1

I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care if it ain’t fair

I ain’t trying to be there, I don’t really wanna share

what I make with some chick in my ear,

and some kid in my face I’mma up and disappear

be clear I’m sincere I was telling you my fears

I don’t know if you ignored me or you didn’t wanna hear

I been there, my pops, my moms, they was scared

I ain’t scared, I’m terrified. I’mma go to hell if I

leave and continue the cycle, but I told you to kill it,

you was gripping the Bible like “let’s pray, just stay,”

I can not be his idol, you not even my girl I ain’t give you a title

listen to me, my own Daddy said “Son I’m running to the store.”

We was out of bacon or something, he wanted more,

All I can remember is his job had laid him off,

so maybe he was stealing that bacon and got caught

Either that happened or maybe he got lost

‘cause 20 years passed and he ain’t walk back through the door

Damn

That s–t should be against the law,

I know this kid wasn’t begging to be born

I know that, I know what you saying, it’s our fault

we ain’t have to go raw, I’m wrong oh Lord

I remember like yesterday, staring at his picture,

every Father’s day I’d bother other grownups ‘scuse me mister

have you seen him?

He resembles me a tad bit, I think he walks with a bad limp

I can’t remember

every year I got sadder, I’m saying prayers writing letters to Santa,

that nigga ain’t answer,

saw him in the mall and I snapped. Can you bring my daddy back?

Duke kicked me off his lap,

So you wonder why I’m lost,

wonder why I’m pissed off

I ain’t never have a baby how much do they cost?

Chorus

If you love your seeds then let them know,

better yet be there to see them grow, Have you seen him?

No he never ever came back home,

leaving Mama working on her own, have you seen him?

Verse 2

I guess I’m actually bitter, we dudes should take heed strap up when you with her,

s–t is really real, you’ll be like Shaquille O’neal’s

father, see your son rich and try to get back in the picture

But the frame’s on tight and it’s a family portrait.

Step daddy stepped in and you can’t even force it,

There’s a thin line between murdering and abortion

And the pill you can take right after the morning

but when all else fails there’s a life that’s depending on

guidance, teaching, and love and a friend to call

or better yet a support system to show,

how a man supposed to be when he’s grown,

and you wonder why hoes, be existing or why kids join sets,

how mamas, can become babymamas and be upset,

‘cause we don’t wanna give up shoe coppin’ for school shopping,

be there or leave, there’s 2 options

and one of ‘em f–ks up the world

You don’t love the girl, the child’s left alone, she wilds out, she roams

the boy wrecks his dome and you know the story,

who says the kid’s mine call Maury?

Chorus

Bridge

Momma you did everything you can

Momma you did everything you can

But you can’t teach me to be a man

You can’t teach me to be a man

Someone raise a hand, look

Momma you did all that you could

Momma you did all that you could

It’s really all good but

You just can’t teach fatherhood

You can’t teach fatherhood

Someone help me look

Have you seen him?

13.YOU’RE MY GIRL feat. Khaliq

Produced by M-Phazes

Intro

I had a change of heart, I went from so many and too much, and then I narrowed it down to you.

Verse 1

I ain’t never been into the title thing

‘cause I figured that the next step was buy a ring

never thought I’d be saying “girl this is not a fling”

or be trying to sing, but shorty you’re my girl

Just incase you had a doubt about it,

I know the topic came up, I know I bounced around it,

But I stepped my game up, and I’m kinda proud that

I finally found her,

I mean you. I mean us, I mean we, I’m done with the fun and games,

Way back this song woulda had 20 names,

And every line to every chick woulda been just the same

Girl it’s you and I, see how I used to lie,

They responded to the Stimuli,

once they saw the meal came biggie sized,

they would get hypnotized

And ask me for one more chance

But I’m gone now they don’t understand

Chorus

Baby it’s no hard to see, you and I were meant to be

Girl I dropped those other things, now I want to be your king

Verse 2

Don’t front you know I got you open girl,

Don’t front you know I got you open girl

No fronting on my side, I’m focused girl

You turn me on every day like I’m Oprah girl

You intellectual witty, a good combo of sexy and pretty,

those nights I’m caressing your kitty

watching reruns of Sex and the City,

got my head getting dizzy just thinking bout it wooh

See with me, I’m a different dude

I don’t gotta stick and move, just to switch your mood

you could sit and cool out in the living room

I’ll be in the kitchen, food cooking but the dinner’s you

You know I put it down, I might throw you on the table or the counter you in my world

And you know I lift frowns get you wet enough to make a fish drown ‘cause you my girl.

Chorus

Bridge

There’s no other girl in the world that’s better than you

Than you

And there’s nobody else on the planet that can do what I do

What I do

So you should let me, make you feel new

It’ll be us, just us 2

No more stress, no bad news

Whatever you go through I’m your dude and you’re my girl,

LAST TIME

Produced by DJ Victorious

Verse 1

Everything inside, everything inside

I give on the stage ‘cause I’m so real

I say the s–t I truly feel and I don’t lie,

they want me to lie, they say I should talk about my guns and how much weight I used to deal but I might cry,

they don’t wanna know how I got by

how I started writing rhymes because when I was at that job I almost died, thought that I would die,

so many kids in my hood are shooting, selling, banging I can’t tell ‘em that ain’t fly

Chorus

This might be my last time,

this might be my last time here,

please believe me I’m so scared this is my last time,

this could be my last time,

so if this ain’t what you wanna hear its ok,

I’m so prepared to say goodbye…to say goodbye,

Verse 2

I’m not a teacher or a preacher, if you think I do this s–t to just get signed or to bag some dimes, you don’t know my grind

you should turn this off, because you’re wasting both our time.

I want you to dream, I want you to lead,

I want you to want to change your life

Chorus

14.BUCKET LIST

Produced by TheRealFocus

Additional production by G-Clef

Verse

I wanna talk to y’all and make y’all feel my pain

I wanna see the world, I wanna entertain

I wanna make you laugh, I wanna make you smile,

I wanna help my fam, I wanna raise a child,

I wanna walk the aisle, I want the finest wife,

I wanna die for a cause then rewind my life

twist the hands of time, Do things I shoulda done,

I knew I shoulda shot, I wish I didn’t run,

I had a couple deals, now I wanna touch a mil

do a sex scene with Lauren London and f–k for real

I wanna be in love. But I’m still stuck in hate,

I want one woman, not 28,

I wonder why they call you late, when you leave

I hope God calls me late, don’t grieve

I wanna show up at my wake, better yet I wanna be awake let me finish this is sorta like my bucket list, when karma hits

I’mma feel like a contradictor sometimes I’m a conscious spitter

we not brothers, but I don’t wanna call you niggers,

don’t wanna be your favorite, rather be your father figure

I want to be a legend, I wanna write a book

I wanna keep flowin’, I don’t wanna kick the hook

I wanna touch your souls, forget goin’ gold

I don’t even want a plaque, nah don’t believe that

I really wanna speak to the Creator, well I handled that,

on that song now I just want Her to answer back

I used to want my slope back, the retro kids stole that,

I wanted to go on 106, I wanted to smash porno chicks,

I used to want a corny hit record, now I wanna save lives

and have Kobe Bryant in my fave five

I wanted a sitcom, now I want a TV station,

I wanted to own land, now I want my own nation

wanted to play ball, now I wanna buy a team

I wanna make it just to tell another child to dream,

I want to put the fear of hell fire inside a fiend

I wanna put the fear of gun fire inside a teen

Sometimes I wanna scream and learn to sing

I really want to hit the movie screen and jump in the ring

I want to box, I wanna study jujitsu I wanna sky dive,

I, really don’t want to die I want 9 lives,

wanna join the mile high club, run for office one day,

just for nothin’ I wanna gun-butt an officer

I wanna offer bread to the needy, jobs to the felons,

go to restaurants and pay people’s tabs and not tell ‘em,

I want my pockets embellished,

I wanna quiet my fetish for hoochies and getting head,

everyday I wanna get better look!

I wanna meet Barack, I wanna leave my block,

I said I didn’t, but I want this CD to pop

I wanna see my pops, you wanna see me stop,

I want my moms to see me, see myself up on the top

I don’t wanna stop, I don’t wanna stop, I don’t wanna start s–t but I don’t wanna stop

I’m stopping there

SOMETIMES feat. Lydia Caesar

Produced by J.Cardim

Additional production by G-Clef

Verse 1

Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick

sometimes I love rhyming, sometimes it gets me sick

sometimes I wanna skip the struggle and just be rich,

win the lottery or something or move a couple of bricks but s–t

Sometimes I think about jail, when I get letters from my dog in the mail sometimes I feel like I failed, because I’m eating, gaining weight

but my dude next to me is starving, staring at my plate.

Sometimes I wanna reach ‘em sometimes I wanna teach ‘em

tell the kids stay in school, study hard, live decent.

But I was raised in these streets,

where either we moving keys, shooting threes or you weak

sometimes I think how long I been doing music

back when i couldn’t get a beat CD from any producer

it makes me think about why I’m still doing it,

sometimes it’s for the children, they the future, other times it’s for the loot

I know you looking at me wishing that you had my job

thinking ‘oh it can’t be that hard,

to put words together and find more words that rhyme with those’

but sometimes at 5′o’clock I wish I could go home

you lucky.

Well not lucky, but your life has simplicity, mine doesn’t and I’m so contradictory,

one day I wanna help, give to charities, spread out the wealth.

Next day I wanna make it, spend it all on myself

Chorus

Sometimes I don’t wanna be alone then

sometimes I wanna be on my own and

sometimes I wanna have me a drink

sometimes I wanna smoke and just sit there and think about

my life, knowing I’mma die, don’t know when, don’t know why

no I can’t change, no I can’t cry

but I sit and analyze a lotta things through my mind sometimes

Verse 2

I think about my people’s division

vice lords, gangta disciples, blooding and crippin’.

and would we be tripping on getting ice,

if we was still out fighting for civil rights?

Sometimes I’m up at night, thinking bout my career

I wonder will I make it this year

sometimes I wish the label wasn’t so scared,

of making something like this a single, but in the club this ain’t what I wanna hear

some rhymes I wanna be like Mos Def and Kweli

another verse I’ll sound like MOP

God listen to me, does poppin’ at people that’s hating on me

mean eventually it’s meant that the devil is waitin’ on me huh?

There’s days I’m quoting biblical scriptures

other days I walk around toting militant pistols

I spot a happy couple thinking ooh i want a commitment

but then I see a fat ass and think I want someone different

Sometimes I want a ho sometimes I like to trick,

sometimes I want a woman sometimes I want a chick

sometimes I want somebody I can really kick it with,

other times I want a girl that won’t say s–t

I really wanna bless you wit knowledge.

You wanna vote? I want to break down thee electoral college

but who the hell cares? I’ll just tell you some garbage

like bust guns, stack ones, sell drugs, hit the club, that’ll get you much farther you know.

Chorus

Verse 3

Sometimes I wanna be so famous I can’t go to the mall

sometimes I don’t wanna be noticed at all

I wanna fall so deep in love I forget other broads

but then I get a phone call from a shorty wit no drawers

sometimes I want a smart girl with a nice brain,

other times I just want some nice brain

or a light rain then a bright sun

sometimes I wanna have a daughter or a bright son

it don’t matter, sometimes I want a Benz or maybe a Cadillac

sometimes I wanna turn back time and bring Daddy back

sometimes I want real estate, stocks and property

other times I’m on some nigga s–t chains and watches

pieces and bracelets, half my budget on colored diamonds

with the transparent setting I told you I’m sometimey

sometimes it’s Benny Hana’s, sometimes it’s Wendy’s, McDonalds sometimes I’m making you dance,

other times I tell you my problems

Outro

Sometimes I feel up

sometimes I feel down

Somedays I feel like I still wanna get around

sometimes I wanna be mainstream

Other days I’m underground

Wanna be on the big screen,

Next day don’t wanna be found

Some days I don’t wanna wake up,

Some nights I can’t go to sleep

At times I wanna be myself,

Other days I don’t wanna be me,