1. |
Visualize
04:15
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[Verse 1: Steelo Joules]
So lemme tell you what I been on
Zonin' at the Park till the heart beats gone
Feel the spark heat bro
Smooth like butter or the aqueous
Humor for the lens to show
Been lit since growth
But did nobody get to know
I’m in sync with the cosmic glow
Although it pretty feels like a Dyson sphere
Dim for days
Tell me do you hear that hare
Shit is so sickly rare
Now I got a pair of thoughts
Made them with food for thought
And they turn to the living I’m on
Can’t wait for for the rains to come
Got a bucket of water that refills itself
I see you struggle to replenish your wealth
It sucks when your mind is in the toilet
For days
Can’t even help your cause
I give no fucks, like a catholic nun
Got a pair of guns
I call them scream and run
I hope you’re having fun
Ice cold I retire the fireman
Botched like sugar free candy land
Call me the verbal handyman
I got tools that got you thinking
Like I stole some shit
This art, portrayed like Da Vinci’s best
I think you can take a seat
Now that you see that your bars ain’t shit
Y’all been slackin' for days
This is just a reality check
I don't even need no check
No flex like beings with no arc reflex
Providence got these deities in check
Got my problems contained
[Hook: Darryl the Wordsmith]
I want gold chains, I gotta visualize
Good life, I gotta visualize
Bad wives, I gotta visualize
Good money, Good pussy
Frxn told me a hundred grand he could see it
Royal Hippi3 to the top we could be it
Just visualize your life then you will live it
Just visualize your life then you will live it
[Verse 2: Jayson Muséta]
Waking up everyday at four-thirty
Meditate for thirty minutes then wake up my kids
Gotta thank Allah for blessin' a nigga
I went through tribulations
That put my life in a panic through verbal abyss
Four babies deep, and they all look up to me
Two baby mamas, I'm not so friendly
So you should consider staying away from me
Unless you talking about money
To store in my pocket so I could feed all of my kids
That was just a rough mirror to explain my thoughts
About my father’s thoughts
Gave me a golden pot to piss in
Doesn’t believe me, and doesn’t give me no mission
I do not want to become that foolish child that had it all given
So welcome back to the life of this old man
Supports his family with that bread and jam
Wakes up early in the morning
And gets me and my siblings ready for school
But before that he prays for thirty minutes
Then comes to my bed and be like
“Time please!"
I do not have no more time for you children
And Allen I told you to stop eating in the room
"Am I your employee?”
That was just one of his favourite phrases
And it never seemed to stop amazing us
The way he was always focused
That’s the reason music has to be the only motive
I swear on my scrotum
I’m gonna make it
Even if it takes me a few hundred years
Foot on the pedal to switch up the gear
Visualize success and then make it clear, I am here
[Hook: Darryl th3 Wordsmith]
I want gold chains, I gotta visualize
Good life, I gotta visualize
Bad wives, I gotta visualize
Good money, Good pussy
Frxn told me a hundred grand he could see it
Royal Hippi3 to the top we could be it
Just visualize your life then you will live it
Just visualize your life then you will live it
[Outro: Jayson Musét]
Waking up everyday at four-thirty
Meditate for thirty minutes then wake up my kids
Gotta thank Allah for blessing a nigga
I went through tribulations
That put my life in a panic through verbal abyss
Four babies deep, and they all look up to me
Two baby mamas, I'm not so friendly
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2. |
Radio Silence
02:49
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[Intro: Jayson Muséta]
This song is dedicated to anyone who ever got robbed
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up
I think you should stop playing that shit
[Verse 1: Jayson Muséta]
I find it hard
To deal with most you niggas like this
I don’t have time for the fake notice
Packs on my stomach I’ll be working for six
She don’t take dick unless you paying for it
He don’t really trip cause he worked for it
Now you wanna take it cause it looks so nice
I worked nigga
This shit hurt me nigga
We gon fight nigga, you might die nigga
Try take my phone, you will cry nigga
Cause all of my life I’ve been workin' for this
Your lazy ass ain’t gon rob me from this
Look at the way that you’re prayin' for figures
Look at the way that you’re hopin'
For figures focus on how you gon get all these figures
Build up a team and then train all your niggas
Success is the purpose forget it and forgive them
Kill them with motivation that's the mission
Demands for petitions don’t need 'em, don’t need em
In the eyes of society I am the villain
Wrestle, beat his ass, stab a victim
And that's the reason we don’t fuck with these niggas
They got way too much commotion
Man I swear to God it’s not important
We just relief all the stress with the potent
And the feeling we get is exultant
Cause all of my life I’ve been workin' for this
Your lazy ass ain’t gon rob me from this
[Bridge: Jayson Muséta & (St33lo Joules)]
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up
(I think you should stop playing that shit)
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up
(I think you should stop playing that shit)
[Verse 2: St33lo Joules]
Joules, coz I got them to go bro
I’m so pro you should prolly be like go pro
I’m with the homies and we bustin' down the door, it’s a raid
Alright!
I’ll leave a glitch in your torso
I got the swag and math to be compost
For that revolution that’ll show up from the back door
Who that nigga? Who that nigga?
I don't know
I got that brain that'll prolly leave you baffled in a joke bro
It's only loud when it’s radio silence
Violence, sacrificial shit like the Mayans
Science, like the kinda shit that you buyin'
Ignorance is bliss and you relish in the lyin'
Beef, all my condiments are hella silent
This the kinda shit that’ll fuck up all your membranes
I’m with the sound, I got ancient knowledge
Think this shit is lit?
You should check on my projects
I'm like a limiting factor, shit!
Cool like number four in the kids next door
Come through my door it's a regular show
Be scared for show and just trip on zone
Keep tripping on thrones
Been sipping on gold, since my zygote formed
Quit wyling you laggin', can’t have this fun
Got flow like the bat from the past
You grunt, can’t have my work
Been grinding too hard, like life shit
You can’t figure it out you slippin' a lot
Been woke from jump
Even when sleep I'm lucid as fuck
Bitch who do you love?
Who got that food for thought?
Can’t fuck with these thots, you primitive fuck
My logic is lit, primary thoughts like art attack
I could build you a map of where you seem to be at
Below average is that
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3. |
Happy Monday
04:28
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[HOOK: NIGHT OWL]
Pass the verse, Pass the verse
All about the work
We put laziness in a fucking
Yeah
Pass the verse,(ahh) Pass the verse
All about the work
We put laziness in a fucking
[VERSE 1: STEELO JOULES]
I say I hear haters in my mind but I shouldn't trip
Coz I'm endorsing too much of this rap to be concerning
Bout niggas that hating on my skills I'm too ill for the regular folks
Who tripping on some other shit, below hover shit
But I shouldn't flex trip on marry and meditate Stay a step ahead of reality shit
Throwing excrement at these figures and shit
Your girl listening and she loving my sound
No disrespect to the female nature
But I hit her from the back gorilla nature and All my niggas in the booth
Yeah we kill it for the human nature
Spitting pagers on these FM's
They complementing my mic operator skills
A great white, more like H20
Yeah, they need me for survival and shit
And all myniggas gorillas on a movement
Tryna stack up big
While still young, that's why we on it
With the sound and the Black and White
The homies get it
Now im feeling kinda fetish with the rap shit
I see myself as a multi-dimensional being
Its not impossible until you try to prove it
To be
What would all other races think
Of all this music foreal
Coz I've been spitting all these bars to some other degrees
Celsius past the point of all the vapor you see
Ice cold frost shattered now you niggas are scree
I'm like a P.S don't try to shoot the messenger b
Either way you're dead I'm like a terminator machine
Been real since 97 when the corpus was real
Are shit, drinking water contemplating the colour of your
Hairdo tryna get the keys to the Beemer flow so smooth what
You know I'm like a river
[HOOK: NIGHT OWL]
Pass the verse, Pass the verse
All about the work
We put laziness in a fucking
Yeah
Pass the verse,(ahh) Pass the verse
All about the work
We put laziness in a fucking
Yeah
Pass the verse,(ahh) Pass the verse
All about the work
We put laziness in a fucking
Yeah
Pass the verse,(ahh) Pass the verse
All about the work
We put laziness in a fucking
[VERSE 2: NIGHT OWL]
You aren't gonna find me slacking
Probably working on tracks
Or contemplating on my next plans
You know, ways on getting that cash
Don't say i'm just saying that
Because i'm a rapper
I'm just putting down my honest thoughts
Like fathers pointing out the mistakes of their lives
While making a mistake of pointing out the truth of children (UH!)
Found myself
In the booth
With a loss of words
Ahh shoot me
Coz that's being defeated by a fucking microphone
I should have just stayed at home
But wait
I gotta show these rappers how to cut of heads
Like cutting of a bunch of fake friends
Look
I see the future in my sleep
And in the future i might need a shrink
Coz shit
I got problems to solve
Like fucking mathematics when dealing with cash
And counting rappers bodies in the attic
[INSTRUMENTAL]
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4. |
Ambition
02:28
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[Verse 1: Darryl the Wordsmith]
Hol’ up wait let me brush up on this flows
I got the game in my crosshairs though
Let me take take my shot bro
On my way to the top
I wanna wear that crown
Although I’m driven I still wanna run this town
Just being bold like no hairs on my crown
I pull no punches like you’re in 12 rounds
Hol’ up wait I wanna be sublime
I wanna be known as a master of that rhyme
Hol’ up wait I wanna get mine that’s my ambition
That’s my own vision
Hol’ up Wait I wanna get mine
That’s my ambition that’s my own vision, spit!
[Verse 2: Jayson Musét]
Hol’ up wait Royal Hippi3 drops
Change of the currency
Live a better life for the pain in your family
Momma always praying saying boy you worry
Dad is on another level counting up the money see
The devil got a shovel in your brain digging up your thoughts
What hasn’t money bought
My ambition steady wishing ready picking lines up
Working towards a goal and you gon never see me sign up
Meditation of patience you see I got my mind up
Spinning like a DJ mixer always amping crowds up
Unfortunately my homies had to take a better shot
Killing other niggas just to get a better spot
Fucking with a drug dealer boy you better stop
They messing with your flow man you gotta let em go
You the star of the show put a bomb in your verse
Now we gotta let it blow
Hol’ up wait they wanna get mine man forget they vision
Got my ambition
Hol’ up wait they wanna get bait man forget they vision
Got my ambition, uh!
[Verse 3: Night Owl]
Catch a nigga that be stacking up guala
With a bunch of hoes on all foes like an iguana
Nigga don’t be sleeping on hippies like us
All about the peace tho
They ain’t even know that, we be killing the game
While I’m going insane with military weapons
Aiming at a rappers brain
Oh fuck blood stains on my t-shirt
Now my ambition is to own Ted Bundy’s gear, bro
While brave skinheads keep on looking bold
I be scheming on taking over the whole world
With a girl, that has no name
But ain’t ashamed of walking through the world
Untitled like a Hodgy beat tape
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5. |
Visions
04:10
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VERSE 1: St33lo Joules
I've been balling with this
Seeing visions of third but
First of my kind
Your receptors are blind
They ain't even seen this shit
Now you tryna catch this diss
But I can't pass these flicks
I'm atoms with this
Circle decrease but quantity ill
Quantum sick, bastard son coz the pleasure was nice
Keep selling that spice wish you could get life twice
Life is a bitch words of a brothel keeper
Deflecting from energy seekers
In this land of the level you seeking
Find it raw to discern all the pros with teaching
Amethyst vibe this feeling
And I just robbed with killing
Grinding like nose off railing
Fresh like the air BC
Bitches wanna roll with me
Hanging in that cart you see
Incipient flow this is
Jangling noises as they raise the alarm
Chilling with verbs like pests on your farm
I'm bout to termite this barn
Taking all your yams with force
I don't even need no plans
Might as well herd your sheep
To a new place of sleep
Now you got treaties in heap
I don't even want your peace
Got all your thoughts on leash
Zones been flushed like shit
Stagnant stench like piss
And I just roll like spliff
Homies been down with this
What you gotta say oh shit
I ain't even flex for shit
Vision new pair of kicks
Anabiotic bitch
Suspended animation shit
BRIDGE: St33lo Joules
Gotta get real with this
You gotta get real with this
Gotta get real with this
Gotta get real with this
You gotta get real with this
Gotta get real with this
Real with this
Gotta get real with this
Gotta get real with this
Real with this
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6. |
It's All Good
02:28
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[Verse 1: Darryl the Wordsmith]
Good God, great guy with a good vibe
Tryna get a good girl that look so fine
Stop playing girl I know you wanna be mine
So if I dig ya will I find a gold mine
If you saw me with another girl would you pay no mind
Because if I know you jealous then I’ll read between the lines
I
Know you got an attitude you’re one of a kind
How you leave me floored girl you so fly
Yeah you so fly
Take a puff babygirl let’s take flight
And I see sparks fly
Because we both bright
And the vibe we having, moving at the speed of light
Yeah fucking with you gon' be pretty tight
[Bridge: Darryl the Wordsmith + Andrew Black]
Yo it’s all good
Yo it’s alright
Yo It’s all good
Yo it’s all right
[Hook: Jayson Musét + Andrew Black]
I can tell that you want out
I can see you hate your frown
I can bring that smile back
Just ask, just ask
[Bridge: Darryl the Wordsmith + Jayson Musét]
Woo!
It’s all about the way that
That you smile babe
And Darryl got that
That that rose babe
And it’s all good lately
The crew vibin’ lately
You should know we crazy
420, just blaze it
[Verse 2: Jayson Musét]
I can tell that you amazing and intelligent
Your laziness is just another figment
Of Intelligence, your pride is just a cycle
That was put up in jungle
You a Leo, but your momma never understood the trio
Now you contemplate on zeros
Trynna make everything better when it already is
You just stopping yourself
Putting a number on happiness just provoking yourself
Working way too hard man jeopardizing your health
Wait relax take a breath
Breathe, relax, take a mint
Heed, my word you are the shit, breathe. relax
Take a breath
Toke, relax, meditate
Ease your pain just elevate
The type of feeling that perceives your mind as good
Depression always leads when you’re misunderstood
But I can tell
[Hook: Andrew Black]
I can tell that you want out
I can see you hate your frown
I can bring that smile back
Just ask, just ask
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7. |
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[Intro: Darryl the Wordsmith + (Jayson Musét)]
Hello folks
This for those that have bad nights with bad bitches
And good friends as angelic figures, such as I
Darryl the Wordsmith, yeah baby I’m that type of guy
And starring Jayson Museta (ay baby)
Don’t forget the Y by the way, and by the way
[Verse 1: Jayson Musét]
And she says;
“I don’t really know why you tryna play with me
I saw you with other bitches
Looking at your sorry ass and you looking so, guilty
Don’t fucking try to lie to me nigga
I held you down when your ex was fucking other niggas
I saved you the embarrassment
You should cherish this
You really piss me off at times
Hit you with the backhand
I can’t imagine you doing this
I really thought you were different
Thought that you were submissive
Thought that you were mine
Jayson why!"
[Hook: Darryl the Wordsmith]
Cruising through the bad nights
Girl give me the green lights
Please soothe my appetite
Make me feel alright
Cruising through the bad nights
Bruh gimme that good vibe
I didn’t have a good night
I just had to lose sight
[Bridge: Darryl the Wordsmith]
This is how it goes
Going through the lows
Hold my chin up from the blows
Have the scars to show
Give me Mary Jane I just wanna roll
Drive me crazy take my mind over for a stroll babe
[Verse 2: Jayson Musét]
And I’m like;
Woah woah woah
Babe babe babe babe
Why you trippin' on me like I'm the only one doing this
You telling me that you never ever looked at another nigga Wondered when you’re gonna meet my mom
Held your finger
Hoping that I would be the one to put a ring on it
You lie multiple times
I wrote it in rhyme
My mom declines
But I didn’t say none of these words
It's in my mind, I watched her cry
Corner of my eye
My homie hits the brakes like
[Hook: Darryl the Wordsmith]
Cruising through the bad nights
Girl give me the green lights
Please soothe my appetite
Make me feel alright
Cruising through the bad nights
Bruh gimme that good vibe
I didn’t have a good night
I just had to lose sight
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8. |
Hers
03:58
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[Chorus: ANDREW BLACK]
O one twenty four girl you're the only one that i'm living for
O one twenty four girl you're the only one i adore
[BRIDGE 1: DARRYL TH3 WORDSMITH]
This are the nights we won't forget
Highlights of life we won't regret
Lovely ballads of how we met
A long thesis of beautiful sonnets
We too good and you too bad
Roses for you your beauty everlast
Songs of love I never had
Lately with you I can't be sad
[BRIDGE 2:ANDREW BLACK]
When i close my eyes all i see is you
I can't spend one day without your love
When i close my eyes all i see is you
I can't keep spending another day
Without your love
You came into my life you changed it
Rearranged it
You really gimme all these good feelings
Hot girl you want me x2
You can't change him i just want you back in lane switch\
I been on this like baby what you want? what you want?
Baby what you want?
[VERSE 1: DARRYL TH3 WORDSMITH]
For you no euphemisms but metaphors
You pretty and you wear your smile out like its Michael Kors
I'm a stallion but with you I'm a little hoarse
You leave me speechless and I pretty much adore
Is this what I'm fighting for?
I think about you a lot and I hope to see you more
You too cold and I hope to see you fall
For me you're a catch and for you I'll ever ball
To make things short for you I'll stand tall
You still cute even with them warts and all
Pour my heart, hit my knees to you I'll crawl
With you I'm higher than birds, planes, spaceships amor
No judge ouchea but may I still court
You can be my queen I'll hold down the fort
Have you noticed with you, I'm never bored
You too fly and not to run game I think I hit the high score
Yo Andrew Black this her ballad it's yours
[BRIDGE: ANDREW BLACK]
When i close my eyes all i see is you i can't spend one day
Without your love
When i close my eyes all i see is you
I can't keep spending another without your love
[VERSE 2: ANDREW BLACK]
The time it takes you to respond to me
Or the time it takes you to
Fill with or envy or hate man
I don't really say shit
I just really say it the way it is
Love is what you make it
How you choose to live
What you do with it(what you do with it)
This life is(this life how you make it)
[OUTRO: ANDREW BLACK]
How you make it out
How you see it fit (How you make it fit)
What you do is
One love
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9. |
Morning Routine
02:39
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10. |
Turkey Sandwich
04:15
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11. |
Pharaohs on Mars
03:50
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[Intro: Jayson Museta]
Ayo, Frxn can I get a lighter?
Cause all my niggas gon ride
All my niggas gon' rouge
All my niggas stunt
Hope for better days hope for better days
[Verse 1: Darryl the Wordsmith]
Kicking through the front door
This broken eagle wanna soar
Divine child has some sores
Welcome to my city here’s a tour
Had this rap dream since ten years old
Had plans of making millions that was bold
Because we only seen starving artist though
That was no joke like Martin though
Catch me in the Tura blowing O’s
Hoping, hoping police wouldn’t know
Because them niggas beat you till you broke
Just like those thugs across the road
But it’s cool I don’t need no sympathy votes
Because my team be scheming on the low
Tryna take our spot you niggas slow
Yeah six kings on the throne
But now we having plans of getting stoned
Meeting this thick women tryna bone
Hit em once disappear like Shaduka bro
Seen it happen in the city bro
Grew up with some girls that became ho’s
Grew up with some boys that just wanna brawl
G’s could maul you like it’s fucking Grove
She could burn you like you on a stove
It ain’t safe if outside where you wanna go
Because taxis give no fucks up on the road
Police, police knocking on your mama’s door
Telling her, her son is gone
Like, like imagine if that was Shaun
Kid be taking risks no do’s and don’ts
While them higher ups treat me like a pawn
Imma livin' la vida loca like a Don
Chilling with the sharks I’m still a prawn
In too deep I’m motherfuckin' gone
In too deep I’m motherfuckin'
[Verse 2: Steelo Joules]
The saint is it real
The actual real could be part of a feel
That is fictional real
Passion is life
Diamonds are nice
They give them away
Decrease or decay
My continent feels like a portion of hate
My life is a section of lyrical pain
I seek for the gain
All I find is pointless debate
Your mind you degrade keep spoiling yourself
You’ll be hungry for days
I grind for the pay for you it’s too late
Our minds don’t relate but I shouldn’t hate
There’s too much at stake who cares anyway
When I throw out words that have meaning for less
The world is a mess just like the chess
The more are the pawns the higher the pay
Keep throwing your shade
I chill in the shade and keep patient for day
The dough that you carry has locked you away
I walk in the light and keep trips on delay
It still is oble the dark is so lame
Moments are nice when obstruction has faded away
Hope remains strong for a better day
Be one with the God alone you’re a slave
I choose to obey the nature of mind that created the day
Undivided remains continuous cycles of paper mache
Reveal the beginning that ended already seek payment already
Fuck being steady stumble upon an abandoned oasis
I passed through the basics
Y’all rappers are proof that this money ain’t shit
Slack on the word and live on the hype slice
Like fuck my advice right
Yeah fuck it
[Outro: Jayson Musét]
Infinity looking at you for humility
I took my darkest dreams
And put them into reality challenge myself
Hate on myself
Bitch I know that am a make it you hate on my wealth
Flicking switches cause am scared of the light
But my future is bright
You would say hypocrite right
The type of hippie to role up on your relative
Tell em is negative than flee from sight
Three more years that I got on this
I think that hope is the only source of happiness
That we got right now
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