1. |
Time Machine
03:21
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(V1)Balloons aint supposed to stay
You don’t hold my string I’ma float away
Floating to my dreams I hope and pray
I can see life in that open space
Hope I don’t pop air out and drop
No hesitation with no second thought
No second guessing my life became real
Counting my blessings my haters was ill
On top of my craft paying my bills
Building them pyramids still
Need a wake up
crack flow grab ya stem and brillow
Pockets filled up like pillow
Got my shields up like an armadillo
But I can transform like a ditto
Live life somewhere in the middle
From the birds eye ya’ll look little
Bridge (X2)
I aint rich Im well prepared
I done climbed up a million stairs
My haters aint going no where
For that alone I gotta say a prayer (say a prayer)
Chorus (X4)
These days I’m God speed,
Time travel gotta Time Machine
Living out my dreams, But I’m not sleep
Living out my dreams but I’m not sleep
(You don’t hold my string I’ma float away)
(V2)
My goals getting crossed with a line
I travel through time
Like Billy from Slaughter House 5
I channel divine, in darkness I shine
Dinosaurs stuck in the land before time
Skin full of Melanin
Flow is like heroin
You shouldn’t meddle with artful rap
Parts of my soul in these artifacts
Seeds in the soil grow like plants
I’m the architect yes I made the maze
Tomorrow happened like yesterday
So hate the maker; the game creator
I’m world ready you a couch potato
Like a space invader explore new worlds
Wouldn’t let me in so I made my own
Might’ve seen 1 side but I play many roles
Momma leave the porch light on
it’s gonna be a while before I get back home
You don’t hold my string I’ma float away
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2. |
World Ready 2.0
04:27
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Verse 1
Lifestyle changed
International flights,
Tiny bottles on the plane
In a hybrid lane, made models of the game
This Pseudo science new horizons
They tell you do not try it
Got So many lives if I lost 9 I’m still not dying
Must be the sphinx I’m Timeless
Cyber Shamans
Seeking Gnosis for the ghost they overdosing on that Dogma
Everythings hallucination in this desert of mirages
Don’t be so zealous
Out of this World Mcee like Esher
CHORUS (0:40 - 1:07)
World Ready Live A double Life
Up all Night on the red eye flight
Living everyday like a Jedi Knight
Tunnel Vision Helmet Light
Keep the circle tight
No Minnesota Nice No Minnesota Nice
This Is Minneap Heights
Up All night Live a double life
World Ready I jump on flight
No Minnesota nice,
So Minneap Heights
World ready Live a double life
World ready I jump on flight
Verse 2 (1:07- 1:33)
Society is mayhem
Can I get an Amen
Kicking it with gay fems
Don’t forget your “They Thems”
Life became Star Tek got taken by the Aliens
Identity is World Ready how you goin label him
Hopped out of my hollow box, Turned into a Polyglot
In a melting pot full of Lava Rock the caldron Hot
Grew up in the hood around Cocaine Slangers
Now it’s boy meets World like I’m dating Topanga
I know white girls who sell weed
Black business owners who sell Weaves
My native friends keep telling me,
DAPL need to leave
I lead a life that you won’t believe you’d think that this was green screen
CHORUS (1:35 - 2:14)
World Ready Live A double Life
Up all Night on the red eye flight
Living everyday like a Jedi Knight
Tunnel Vision Helmet Light
Keep the circle tight
No Minnesota Nice No Minnesota Nice
This Is Minneap Heights
Up All night Live a double life
World Ready I jump on flight
No Minnesota nice,
So Minneap Heights
World ready Live a double life
World ready I jump on flight
Verse 3
Life aint easy breezy like cover girl
In my shell like mother of pearl
Junauda Told me there are Other Worlds
Far from the norm,
From fighting them mortal wars
To jumping through portal doors
Now every track is kuwabaras Sword (lord)
I can see it too clear,
opportunities for something new here, Our subcultures too weird
See a bunch of Worlds and new realities that You fear
Married to the game and I’ma Murder her like Blue beard
Men stair at goats and use my city like a scape goat
I just take notes chase the gold under the rainbow
A Great host like Space Ghost
Hate like Zorak and taste smoke from the laser
Damiana Posse,
Enigma like Dali
From Tall Tees to Coffees
It was All a Dream
I'm World Ready
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Chorus (X2)
I'm Feeling Good
Like I made it out the Hood
Balling out just Like I should
Like They Finally understood
I'm Feeling good Still in The Hood
I'm Feelin Good, I'm Feelin Good, I'm Feelin Good
Verse 1 (ANVKIN Blk)
Weed hit my dopamine the Purple taking Over Now
Running with the Ultra Team, the league looking closer Now
I been on the grind since Martin met Gina
Way before my inception I was labeled as a genius
I need rings up on my fingers
I need two cups for my leaning
I need penthouse views lord forgive me I'm just dreaming
But I know the girls going to love it if I pull up in that Beamer
I'd much rather get a budget and just blow it all on Sneakers
Rap is easy, slice of pizza
Pop a molly straight from Giza
The women swear they love me but how can I believe em?
No dome on the whip man we call it coliseum
Resurrect Big and Pac, the future here they gotta see him
I'm that Nigga, a legend in the making
So many turned they back before, now they gotta face it
And Fuck sky walking man I'm sitting on Spaceships
I really want that paper but You know that comes with patience
You know that comes with greatness when You do it like Sri do
Cause I been killing shit since Sean Carter rocked Evisu
So Don't fuck with me I'm twisting buds of Diesel like it's legal
Leaving rappers in a fetal,
fettuccine on my plate
I tipped the waitress couple dollars then I get the cake
You don't like it well I love it I expected You to hate!
I'm Zoned out daily
I wish someone would pay me
I need a couple Milly for these Verses fuck Your Label! Ha!
Verse 2 ( Farr Well)
Scheming I'm alert
Dreams became merch
I'm still working for the church
But I'll put You in the dirt first
Cause God is a worthwhile search
Leave Earth
Make a hater smile hurt
I don't do that Syrup
Pop Pills or get my lean on
I'm upgrading my Resume,
About to get my dream Job
Repping that Supreme God
Eyes everywhere like the Feathers on a Peacock
Each thought is from the bottom view and the Tree Top
I feel Good like White Privilege
But It's Black Power
Know some Queens who fight systems
Astronaut like Sandra Bullock
Doing what my Fathers couldn't
No Kids dodged the Bullet
Life Good like Momma Cooking
Set myself Up, Got a lot of Cushion
I'm Bill Cosby Sweater Fresh but I don't eat pudding
Or rep that other fuck shit I do not condone
Press the mute button on the remote control
Cause cats that stay talking tend to be broke the most
Stuck like a Ghost
I got that good credit make em give me what I want
Bank robber with the loans
Money bags out the vault
catapult cause I'm feeling good
Chorus (X2)
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4. |
Blunts X Coffee
02:53
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Chorus (1X)
Fly fellow
chill type mellow
Gotta thank God I made it out of the ghetto
Bullet Proof Notebook
Pages made out of metal
Hello
You know its real I’m never gonna settle
Hello
Time to take it to the next level
HELLOOOOOO
Next Level
You know its real
Verse 1
I’m from Minnesota where them cats be Ice-fishing
As I get older I can see my life mission
Some might listen
I used to be a wise kid
Might have to learn it for themselves like I did
My eyes big
Not bigger than my stomach
Spent life struggling aint doing this for nothing
See we grew up different
visit my father in prison
He told me follow my vision
He gave me Solomon wisdom
I never thought of religion
I think it blinds you
When you find proof that Gods inside you
And the lies not truth
The sky is not blue
You better learn everything so they don’t surprise you
Story untold, chose my own road
Got so many lifestyles so many Worlds
I play so many roles that they call me Bipolar
And I don’t know what’s real like I’m under psychosis
Chorus (X1)
Verse 2
Get you high and not tired
it’s the morning wake up
Thor hammer blunts; black Coffee in your cup
Upper-echelon rhymes for the folks that take flight
I aint like these bummy cats they aint got no type
Fairy tale raps got me sleep like snow white
Chameleon Lifestyles; Minneap Heights
Rising to the top, take my shot like a wookie
Might hit ya later like a batch of pot cookies
If I raise a glass, I aint gonna gas
I’ma smash you in the head make the champagne splash
Ya campaigns ass
Remnants of the past like a dinosaur fossil
Spit that modern life Rocko
I’ma hard act to follow
Stimulate you like Somali Cott
Distorted like Dalis Clock
Not stuck in the matrix, I’m more like an agent
Attacking anyone who awakens
Bridge (X4)
Explosive, Dealing with them ego's in a city full of motives
Gotta stay focused.
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Chorus X1
Eyes adjusted to the dark I had to get mine
Somebody flicked on the light then I went blind
Everything just came together at the right Time
Been preparing for this moment my whole life
My Whole Life, My Whole life
Been preparing for this moment my Whole Life
My Whole Life, My Whole Life
Everything just came together at the right time!
Verse 1
Got the spice like Dune
In a Christ like mood
I been biding my time hibernate in the cocoon
Because I done seen fiends put fire to the spoon
Now its Upward mobility Tires on the moon
Vroom
Now I know what I gotta do
Thats chase that gold like Harry Potter on a broom
And 1 day soon I’ma catch dreams
Like beaded web string hung above ya bed springs
Even when the present seems unpleasant for a King
God is preparing you for the next thing
That’s Cause she has a plan
That you don’t understand
The wind will blow away the line you drew up in the sand
In tune with the light and sound like Morse code
was foretold
Man up in the mirrors my worse foe
(fasho)
I went from banging on the walls when I saw doors closed
But Problems are opportunities in work clothes
Chorus X1
Verse 2 ( Metasota ) :
Big cousin gave me game
So I sustain in Stacy name
Potatoes on the barrel, gotta eat aboard the gravy chain
Gang gang, chain swang
Lower than a tuba key
Incarcerated Scarfaces, Only Built For Cuban Linx
Who's Real? You or Me?
Hard to say Truthfully
Dad passed away, forgot how Fathers day used to be
Bought it often
Carbon copies off of phony compliments
Started popping,
Finally all these folks who know me on the dick
All up in my face smiling with a homies confidence
Keep my business private I already know the consequence
Ya'll Too cocky I'm Annunaki
Alien Farrakhan
Make Atheist swear to God
Feeling like abu dhabi
The AC is blaring dog
I race in this marathon
Be everywhere Ya'll do not be
Sloppy as Tylers painting
Off Saki and Vodka chasers
Water for chocolate
Comment but obvious moderation
Chorus (X1)
(Bridge) (X2)
It took Vital preparation, Life is presentation
The journey's as important as the final destination
I wasn’t complaining when I didn’t get my way
I Pray the day I make it that I’m able to sustain
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6. |
Blind 20/20's ft. Niles
03:05
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Allahu Akbar,
en garde Bars
Rare like a holographic Charizard card
I discard Flaws
They think they fine the way they are?
I discovered gold underneath the buried bronze
I be boarding space shuttles from the underground tunnel
Clean like the bubble boy yup I’m in my own bubble
living by my taste level
Gotta stay thorough
Drinking Gold fluid while they play with base metals
Fuck potential its temporary like pencil
I’m carving it out in stone like Nubians did in temples
Higher than a helicopter; flyer than a drone
Spit proper rap flows
Rock copper wrapped stones
copy cat clones sit and watch thrones
Prophets get respect everywhere but not home
They crucify em and get Blood on they hands
They deify what they don’t understand
That's human nature
Chorus:
Hate from my brothers
They don’t know understand how I came from the gutter
but a plant can’t grow without the rain and the thunder
Blind eyes see what ya 20/20’s can’t and its making me wonder
Dreams that was planted
You can build roads we goin crack through the granite
The crystal Ball shows us the path to Atlantas
The Journey is the test
You can follow God or a spirit stuck in flesh
Verse 2 ( Niles )
I got so much Art in me
That without a Pencil
Or a sheet of paper I still draw envy
But they want my shine so I never let em know my plans
Even If I was a Mime I wouldn't show my hand
My brainstorms will put a curse on Your climate
Niles wasn't born, he was sent to Earth on comet
To be the Elixir that extinguishes demons and hitlers
I taught the Archimedes and Galileo predictors
Everything they knew
Plus I'm Your Father Dammit!
In this Game I got more seeds than Pomegranates
But they Bite Forbidden fruit
The Juices drop on the soil
This is a reminder to those who forgot that I'm Royal
I conquer Wars then I chill with the Cleopatra of Divas
Her features are Flawless With eyes like African Cheetas
The more You front on me that's when You get the Best Niles
The Extraterrestrial Militant Malcolm X Files
Chorus (X1)
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7. |
Talk My Sh*t
02:57
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Chorus 1x:
Ya'll know I worked hard for this
Lord knows I worked hard for this
I done damn near starved for this
So excuse me while I
Excuse me
Ya'll know I worked hard for this
Lord knows I worked hard for this shit
I done damn near starved for this
So
Excuse me while I
Excuse me while I
Let me Talk My shit
Ya'll don't hear me
Let Me Talk My Shit
Ya'll don't hear me
Let Me Talk My Shit
Let Me Talk Myyy
Tight flows, Style is my own
This year alone, I done hit a milestone
Time to celebrate I’m getting into my zone
S/o to the girls who wouldn’t let me drive home
I usually lie low
Just the dude taking photos
shots for the times that my plans postponed
Build a time machine, H.G. Wells
I Farr Thee Well like a Shakespeare Tale
If they pray he fail, must have a deathwish
This shit is easy like binging on netflicks
Revenge of the misfits
Remember getting picked on, just because I was different
Dodging spit balls
If yall could see my lifestyles
I know that it would bring bright smiles
Living in a world that’s trying to kill my inner child
All eyes on me I’m at the center of the crowd
Chorus X1
When I came to the front they slammed it in my face quickly
Had to find the backdoor to the City
It gets cold in the Minne
Sporting turtle necks like I'm tryna' hide a hicky
Bullet Rye whisky
Not the type to pretend they against
I treat local Mcees CD's like frisbees
My vision where the elements breezy
Clear like the water in Elafonisi
Invisibility cloak but elephants see me
And i don't meant to gloat but life's never been easy
Went from battle raps on Broadway
To putting art on Broadway at Open Streets
Guess I'm still shutting down Broadway
That's Trill, Ya'll lack chill
S/o to my roots in Memphis Tennessee and Nashville
Take it to the hoop, court watching in a stand still
Undertaker Boot, I Treat rappers like ant hills
Chorus X1
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Chorus
Polyamourous Misogynist
If We can’t communicate we cannot bliss (Naw we cannot bliss)
I’m a chameleon androgynous
Polyamorous Misogynist
Verse 1:
I never been the type to stress
I Move on to the next
Now they trying to say I got girls on deck
But they been playing games, no time to guess
And I don't really know if I like You yet
Communicate the misunderstandings before they tear us apart
I choose a Love style that doesn't bind me to rules of Death do we part
So You don't never gotta feel obligated
I treat relations like Freedom Spaces
Too many rules and regulations
We can follow that script or we can co-create it
Chorus (X1)
Verse 2:
I might be great for a night or great for a weekend
But I really suck at letting people in
For most folks being alone is scary
I'm so in love with my solitary
They play cat and mouse games like Tom & Jerry
Outsiders do the commentary
Nothings scary like Binary's
I'm Gone.
You see, courting girls is a high investment,
low-key I hope she act up
In the process if I lose Time & Money,
Baby girl that would be my luck
See I'm not lucky; I'm on dummy
She don't really love me just the idea of me.
She wanna be like couples on the TV Screens
But that's not real, tell me Your needs
So many things been imposed on You
Let's pretend like there are no rules
Let's make our own
I am not Your past
We aint getting younger girl the clock spins fast.
Chorus (X1)
Bridge (X2) (Farr Well)
I aint in a rush girl we can wait
Got so many things on my plate
If we somehow fade away
Can I keep Your Resume?
Bridge (X1) (ShaVunda)
You don't wanna say what your true plans are
If You don't open up then we won't go far
That's just what You want? Gotta have more lovers.
Disregard Your Heart but we are each others
And So I Fly, I know what I want gotta say bye bye
And so I fly, You just playing games gotta say bye bye
And So I Fly, I know what I want gotta say bye bye
And so I fly, You just playing games gotta say bye bye
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Nekima Levy-pounds Talking:
"Yo I gotta get something off my chest.
There's too many brothers out here
Letting the system use You to kill each other.
We in the middle of a Movement"
Verse 1 ( BLK Man N. 1) :
1, 2, 12.5 Mill
Ancestors, descendants
Generations that got erased
and add that up still
we plot and kill
Oh what a thrill
Remember it's a marathon
Watch your pace and be patient
Growing up got stone cold as our corpses piled up
Head to Capital hill with a mask and glove oozied up
Door locked, kick it down
And every floor we moving up
Don't know what Ya'll thought this is, You know it aint no fooling us!
Hit Your 3rd eye with an arrow
from a bow
that I grabbed From an ancestor I didn't know
until Now
She wiped the sweat off my brow, said You reap what you Sow
The devils lurking, pull back the curtain, Aint all glitter and Gold
Witnessing a cold war that's getting hot
Ancestors died to stop the plot from thickening
But it flipped again.
Again and again. Again and again
But thats the systems that we dealing with
Can't be tripping my friend
So it give it time
Mind and Soul intertwine
Conscious improvement, feel the movement of the people in Your spine
Wipe the crust from Your 3rd eye
Watch the sun beams rip through the sky
Unplug from all that bullshit give Yourself some peace of mind
Chorus (X1) (OGCIC):
Talking bout Body Count, Body count, Body count
Telling em' put the guns down cause All of their Bodies count, bodies count, bodies count
Tired of my brothers and sisters lives adding into the Body count
Verse 2 ( Farr Well ) :
More Death and war Pains
Earthquake impact, feel it in the worst way
The City named the 9th of May a Holiday
It's Kirk day
The love is real we all sad
It's hard to heal with picked scabs
Chips stacked against blacks
Might change Penn to Prince Ave
Lost Andrew Thomas; lost Jamar Clark the shits bad
Kicked it with the rift wrath
Talk slick Your lips slashed
The Ku-Klux clan couldn't do shit to Khem clan
System big mad
Laying traps down to purge the land
Chem trails down Lyndale
The devil had a perfect plan
Might smile and shake Your hand
It's hard to grow when the struggles all you know
I used to live at Mary Jo's wearing hand-me-down clothes
Watched my Father Smoke dope and Pimp Hoes
God knows
This aint the life that I chose
Summers hot up in them inner-Cities
Pinching pennies, 9 millies
Now It's time to Lynch Willie
Get gritty, we aint friendly
It's just a crises of Identity
They wiped Your memory
Your brothers not Your enemy
It's just a crises of Identity
They wiped Your memory
Your brothers not Your enemy
Soon You'll See..
Chorus (X1)
Body Count, Body Count, Body Count
Body count, body count, body count, body count
(I see I see)
Tired of laying all these black bodies out
(The community needs WE)
Voices all up in my head, voices all up in my head,
(It aint going to be easy)
Voices all up in my head because of the Body count
(I pray the ancestors will lead WE)
Cant even hardly sleep, can't even hardly breathe, can't even hardly see because of the body count.
(We know they'll never Leave)
Say..Say..
Say say say say
Verse 3 (OGCIC) :
Sayyyyy
Rest in Peace to Q the Black smith
Futuristic flow I'll never leave You in the past tense
I still don't understand what happened
They tazed Your body in the snow
I missed some facts I sure would like to know about the Body Count
Rest in peace to Robin Springfield
Gone a decade plus don't even seem real
Got so many things to You I wanna say
Cause of You, Super-negro I don't trust chicks when I meet em till this day
That Dang Body Count
They killed my homie Tariq
All I do is reflect on the last time we got to speak
Everything aint what it seems
You lost Your life
Working a second job
Just to send your baby boy to D
That dang body count
They killed my homie Jerome
and Aint nobody do no hashtags, too close to home
But I will never let You go fam.
Rest in peace to K Mills
Camden lions till the end
I get chills describing how I feel
This Body Count, Violence is tiring
Brother on brother, sister on sister
Rest In Peace Ray, your family miss ya
Rest in Peace Sandra Bland, Jamar Clark, Tamir Rice,
It's time we take a stand
Me, I been running from the spot light like an infrared beam
Body Count so haunting I have nightmares instead of dreams
Not to mention organ Trafficking
All these missing children snatched away from Their families
Too many murders, guess I'm a conspiracy theorist
corrupt country we live, flesh susceptible to spirits
High wicked things
Numerous in the hood like Chicken Wings
The mental health dang near as bad as the Body Count
Post Traumatic on the stress levels
Constantly re-opening wounds, I rebuke the devil
**************** Evoke to manifest
******* Each coming day the Body Count will be less
Bridge/Chorus (X1)
Talking Body Count, Body Count, Body Count
They keep laying these Black bodies out
I'm trying to tell em that they Bodies Count
I'm Tired of the Body Count
It's like Everyday
Another Life Goes away to the Body Count
Voices in my head
Voices in my head.
Verse 4 ( Nekima Levy-Pounds ):
Will I survive Life in the Hood?
Yo its a real thriller
The Real killer? White Supremacy is iller
Than any drug dealer,
standing on the corner
Can't get no realer
Than an enemy rolling up on ya
Peep game, recognize game, peep the game they playing
Like Russian Roulette they got our Brothers out here Slaying
Ready to take a life, pulling guns on some nonsense
Instead of taking a wife and making Life feel heaven sent
Don't make no sense
Instead of busting back, bust this!
We gotta rise up until we get Justice!
We gotta fight for what's right aint no doubt
So put down Your Weapons and SHUT DOWN THIS BODY COUNT!
BODY COUNT, BODY COUNT, BODY COUNT, BODY COUNT...
OGCIC talking:
"You want to talk about Body Count?
You want to talk about it as an accountant?
Or do You want to talk about it as an economist?
Because an accountant just counts the numbers.
But an Economist accounts for the hidden costs.
So it's not just the life that was lost.
It was the life that took it, it was his Mother.
It was the child who's life was lost Mother and Father, their sisters and brothers, their friends..
The mental health deficit in our community is greater than the actual and literal Body Count.
Because even in slavery, they killed one to send a message to the others.
So if You're talking about the Body Count.
Come on man, enough is enough.
We're far from minorities but at this rate we'll justify the title.
Body Count."
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10. |
I Pretend
04:38
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Verse 1
Hoping these inventions fit within dimension
My ideas transcended into life from a vision
I can see my soul vivid
Fitting in my goals isnt
Hard to stop pretending
Playing roles is the price of living
Roll the dice different
Run em out of home like a poltergeist trippen
Yea I’m on slight mission
Bite vicious like a Lion
Don’t listen I been Lieing
I been mimicking I’m tired on an annual
Gripping on the manual
God with us like Emanuel
Lost like Hugo or the Ear on vangogh
Lord knows I got that Bruh Man from the fifth flow
Raid your refrigerator, leave out the window
I be pretending like it’s not a big deal
Commit to the role and it might become real
But these roles not me
Society will make you be a robot with no ID
Bridge
He lives a secret life
Pretending
to be a part of the God-Fearing community of man
The community of Laws and of shared values
Even as he plots it's overthrow
The evidence against these men is clear
Of their guilt there is no doubt
But it is their salvation that we are about today
Only by there confession
Chorus (X1)
I Pretend I pretend
Wall-flower on the wall blending in
Trying to fit in I get caught between them Worlds
I'm everything to everybody
Trying to peel back the onion layers of the snake skin
Become New
Do it again
I Pretend I Pretend
Wall Flower on the wall blending in
I get caught between them Worlds
Chameleon
Trying to peel back the onion layers of the snake skin
Become New
Do it Again
Verse 2:
These Days my new Friends so Woke
Got me feeling like an Asshole when I wear my old clothes
Fake designer in my wardrobe
Never had shit
Used to stand in line for them Retros
Not as vain as I was or as shallow as I look
Been in dark places, I see shadows full of hooks
Trying to say in 10-Words what they're saying in a Book
Like Nietzsche
Open to whatever You believe in
Wish I had the luxury of being 1-Person
A man is what he does, so I'm trying to live with purpose
But I came from the Circus
Life is like Theater
Will you play the lead?
To be or not to be?
Everyday Halloween
Wear my heart on my sleeve
I'm hard to read
Truth is contradiction
We created Fiction
I can't devote my life to morbid self-attention
I'm just the Photographer don't pay me no attention
Never felt apart of life, I'm outside of the picture
I said Farr Well, They thought I was done with it?
I was Farr Well'n to become something different
I believe in The after Life and other dimensions
But I still Live it like I only got one
Used to worry about eviction and getting my door kicked in
Started from the bottom so You know I'm God's Son
Bridge
God's Son
Started from the bottom so You know I'm God's Son...
I was Farr Well'n to become something Different...
Chorus (X1)
Verse 3:
No skeleton, no flesh, no shape
I'm a stranger and afraid in a World I never made
Life gave me lemons but I'm tired of Lemonade
I'm trying to learn the Alchemy to turn it into Gold
Don't know where I wanna be like Donnell Jones
Don't believe in nothing never judging other Worlds
Don't remember former things or consider the old
I just put my Soul in Relics like Voldemort the Lord
It isn't the ending..
Two Friends...
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Farr Well Minneapolis, Minnesota
Farr Well - aka Farrington Llewellyn - is a hip-hop artist with a striking sense of self-awareness and purpose. Using art for social change, his work is aimed at educating & transforming the perceptions of listeners. Llewellyn’s music is more than just a great hip-hop track - it speaks to lovers of sociology and philosophy as he dives deep into the facets of life in the 21st century. ... more
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