1. |
Stained Memoriez
04:23
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[Verse 1]
How could I forget when we met in December
Her presence was majestic with a body to remember
And whether or not we were together I thought we were
Inseparable, gotta make an effort, cannot lose my temper
Yo doc, it’s been forever, you got to use whatever
You got to make me better, do not wanna remember
Just operate on every spot inside my head and
Don’t stop ’till I forget her. (Too late)
Oop, fuck it you’re right. I locked my eyes on her
It was love at first sight, like what a wonderful life
And we just happened to crash in
Our lives were changing lanes, “Whatever Happened” was blasting
Same question I’ve been asking myself ever since we parted ways
Broken hearted, guarded pains, eyes focused on the carpet stains
Opus of my darkest days, all just seemed to hard to face
Since your scent left my pillow, I’ve been lost in a daze
[Hook: Nicki]
Why can’t things stay the same?
You moved on, but my feelings remain
Stuck in the past, like my memory’s stained
Please get out of my head ‘cause I’m going insane
[Verse 2]
Am I the butt end of a joke? Because my world’s up in smoke
See, just like that, my access pass revoked
Days are ample, nights I scramble, in fact, my whole
Present’s in shambles, but my past is intact
That’s why I’m flashing back, it’s got a slight appeal
Smashing ass, ‘cause I don’t like to deal with what my feelings might reveal
Sometimes I fight to feel, this heart you had no right to steal
I used to kill to find time, now all I find is time to kill
(So might as well)
[Hook: Nicki]
Why can’t things stay the same?
You moved on, but my feelings remain
Stuck in the past, like my memory’s stained
Please get out of my head ‘cause I’m going insane
[Verse 3]
I know I called you up a few dozen times too many
Sixteen was probably plenty, but I went and doubled twenty
Your voicemail makes it easy just to get me in a frenzy
And tease me and tempt me, deceive me so deftly
I'd feel so intensely, but I’ve calmed down immensely
My Bentley’s gassed up ‘cause I’ve been running on empty
Couple cups o’ Henny, as good a time as any
To head out to your crib, let’s just say destiny sent me
Yo don’t panic, I’m waiting in my car out by your front drive
‘Cause that’s romantic, ain’t it? I’m just hoping you’ll come by
See, I just want to talk to you a sec and understand why
You wouldn’t listen to me all about that other damn guy
I had everything you needed all his money can’t buy
Yet you cut me off for him like a samurai, and now look
He’s sitting here next to me, acting kinda camera shy
Staining my upholstery, and this the guy you stand beside
You can’t deny — wait, why’d you make the cops come?
You think I murdered your man, nah, I misinterpreted shotgun
I had more to fucking say, like clearly I’m not done
You really fucked me here and now I’m left with one option
How did it come to this? Cock-blocked by the government
I'm gonna miss your love, so god-damned tough to quit
But I guess, it's time to meet my maker
So take this, you fucking pigs
[Outro: Nicki]
Why can’t things stay the same?
You moved on, but my feelings remain
Stuck in the past, like my memory’s stained
Please get out of my head ‘cause I’m going insane
Why can’t things stay the same?
You moved on, (oh, you moved on) but my feelings remain
Stuck in the past, like my memory’s stained
Please get out of my head ‘cause I’m going insane
(Get out of my head, get out of my head)
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2. |
Mental Skillness
03:18
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[Verse 1]
Long time coming, long time running
I’m like nothing you heard before, furthermore
I’m not frontin’, you won’t hear nothin' ‘bout
All my riches with all-white bitches
Future misgivings, and this is not living
No seatbelt ‘cause I’m just not driven
Lacking ambition, with twenty-ten vision
Pulled to the ground by my mind’s apparition
Slipping, slipping, this shit is my mission
Blueprints of darker depths built without architects
Markin’ text, heart effects, everyone’s grinning
Starter kit marketed only for startin' shit
Wishing I’m different, I’m sick of misgivings
What is the point when the world keeps on spinning?
Spinning, spinning, inflicted condition
I’m just not winning and I can’t compete with it
I’m just a freak I guess, is there a bleaker test?
I need to reconnect with my deceitfulness
This must be why no one ever does speak of this
Bleak abyss, fighting a well of emotions and notions
Commotion provoking just to evoke an emotion
Just hoping I’m not too late to become relevant
Roommates with elephants, two-faced intelligence
Who placed the suitcase of shoelace as evidence?
That was a separate incident, don’t mention it
The fuck am I saying? I put it on paper and
Now it’s recorded, reported, distorted
I should be mortified, but I’m not
I’m just not, I’m just gettin’ my second wind
Stuck in a hole, fill this plot of a pessimist
[Verse 2]
Yo, I’m mildly out of wack mixed with an ounce of that
Now not just bouncing back, bouncin' off the walls
Yeah, powerful, bountiful
No doubt I’m to bound to fall down but right now I feel
Like I’ll surmount it all, feel like I’m mountain tall
Like cherries on chocolate swirls, I am on
Top of the world, beatin’ my chest
Reekin’ of cess, no sleepin’, no rest
Thinking success is arbitrary
Shoulders gettin’ hard to carry
Locked with thoughts that start to scare me
I can barely clear my head
Yeah, and if you wanna meet this walkin' charity (charity)
Find me on the path skipping merrily
Online shopping carelessly
Fuck a fixed budget, I’m coppin’ a pair of these
Rarities, starin’ me, darin’ me, over and
Over like parakeets, someone take care of me
Therapy, clarity, hanging on barely
Hearing the Narrow Seas say that they’ll carry me
So close to hopeless, I’m like Adele, not
Crying a river but I’m like compelled to
Keep drowning in my sorrows and go right to hell
The fuck am I saying? You think that I’m playing?
I’m stuck fluctuating ‘tween manic depressive and this
Damn hypomanic thing can’t understand a thing
Damn, I was doing so well until I fell
Smackin’ the mat, but ain’t hearin’ no bell
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3. |
Pendemic
04:55
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[Intro: Madd Hatter]
Yo
It's hard out here
It's hard out here for me
I don't get to make choices, make decisions
I'm just a pen
I'm just a fucking pen
Yo
[Verse 1: Madd Hatter]
I spent a lot o' days in a motel, I'm talkin' holidays
All defaced, get bent outta shape whenever I’m misplaced
In phone books and bibles, next to digits and addresses
Always rest on desktops while guests rock padded mattresses (the fuck?)
Fuckin' savages, what am I a masochist?
Did some time in Minneapolis in manufactured packages
Sometimes on nights of vacancy, I make believe
That I can take the heat, play for keeps
Anything I need to leave myself at bay
While I wait impatiently 'til the room’s no longer taken
See no one, but outside hear someone
That’s fumbling with the brazen key
Then blatantly he enters stumblin' toward the desk where I be
Snidely grinning while extending his arm feeling to find me
Then my mind “clicks on” and blinds me
From the liquor beside me
While he’s downing gin and Hennessy
Drowning in his memories
Violent kind of tendencies
Seems that life ain’t never gave him nothin' but lemon trees
These enemies, got me fiendin’ for the motherfuckin' end of me
Wait – where’s he sending me?
Met this flat-chested loose leaf out by the lobby pool
She’s talkin’ ‘bout how “college ruled.”
In retrospect, I’d tell myself to not be fooled
Illiterate to his intentions, blinded by her nature
Had I read between the lines, I could’ve saved her
Way before his actions passed the margin of acceptable behavior
It still beats me up inside the way she let him, naively
Brush my tip against her surface, then penetrate deeply
Virgin body polluted as he gave her my fluid
Giving birth to cursed words that remain deep-rooted
[Verse 2: Madd Hatter]
Has it ever occurred you ain’t the first person on Earth
(first person on Earth)
To find yourself immersed in a world full of hurt
(World full of hurt)
Hate to burst your bubble, you ain’t have it the worst now (Nope)
Clearly, you can’t hear me, still, I gotta drop a verse
(I gotta drop a verse)
I’m more cursed for certain, see you don’t know what hurtin’ is
Your pain is only temporary, mine’s a life of permanence
Wite Out's like make up, only covers the marks
Underneath the scars are causin’ all these horrible
Thoughts and wants and needs that leave me stressed
No need to question me if I seem depressed
Left to guess what I must deal with next
How the fuck am I supposed to amount to this?
In your hand, I’m a vegetable ‘cause your cowardice
Keeps me locked down, confound under house arrest
How I’m powerless, tightened grip of your fist flicking
Inscribing as I’m guided by your writhing wrist
[Verse 3]
To my wife and kids
By now you’ve probably heard the worst yet y’all managed to live
Wish that I could’ve done the same but, yo, it is what it is
So it goes, where one life ends, another begins (I'm sorry)
I hate ya have to see me like this: stricken with blindness Concerned only by how inconvenient my fight is
I suppose thinking suicide’s a victimless crime is
Kind of biased
But tragic shit’s been a reoccurring habit of mine since
Those nights I’d shout for silence (shut up)
Screaming in agony
Holding my head, blaming my sinuses on migraines
(Shut the fuck, shut the fuck up)
Maybe my shyness is to blame for why I hide things
Isolated nature, tidal wave behavior
And my mind is fixed on self-inflicted violence, I’m in danger
Not at my finest behavior, you could say
Every day feeling more like a stranger
Just know that you’re in no way to blame for my condition
This was all my decision to no longer be living
Better than this life that all too often feels like fuckin' prison
Wishing it wasn’t too late
Pills pump through my system, I envision Madi’s cute face
Repetition’s second victim, questioning his due date
Expeditions left to piss, that lonely street that few take
Oo, wait
Now little Madison don’t need to know what’s happenin’
Just say I had an accident
Teach our daughter 'bout that place called heaven that her dad is in
When I’m gone, don’t mourn ‘cause I’ll be with you in the form of whatever makes you happy
Hell yeah, I’m with you even when you’re feeling crappy
Selfish act that I’ve committed, I’ll admit it
Sittin’ thinkin’ 'bout it now makes me feel wicked
Stricken with shame like a victim
What if others think I’m lame like a chicken?
Shit, my state of mind before was packed up like a suitcase with certainty
But now it’s tied up like a fucking shoelace and hurting me
I think that I sh–sh-sh-shhhhhhhhh—
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4. |
The SaGa Within
04:18
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[Verse 1]
For some, it takes loss to realize what someone's true worth is
But not you, Sarah, you did not deserve the circus
Take it from me and I mean you could say it makes the person
But at what expense, Lord? She did not fucking deserve this
And all the while, here on Earth, I'm trying to find my purpose
I'm nervous, toss and turning just yearning for reassurance
Alone in my battle, between the lines of my verses
Searching beneath the surface, ask myself, "Yo, is it worthless
For me to rap when all I want's to know that her pain's gone?"
A lost soul, was it for me to try and make strong?
Choices I made wrong might've otherwise
Paved some more life for her to take on
Months went by and I keep fighting to find sleep
Frightened by the present, though I know that you're at peace
'Cause it's leaving me in pieces
I'm feeling like an animal lost amongst the beaches
And, so it goes
[Hook]
And though the years go by
Each day you're on my mind
Which means you're by my side
Through thick and thin
In this world that I'm living in
You're the SaGa within
And though the years go by
Each day you're on my mind
[Verse 2]
The aura of your presence was a gift and I wish
I had the chance to get to know you better
I can only hope to get another chance some day
If I'm in a greater place
I'll take a glance one way and see you make a crazy face
And maybe things will make sense again
'Til then you remain alive in memories, sure but there's so few
And it's old news that you should still be here
Your smile brightened whole rooms and now I can't see clear
Seems weird how no string of words sums it up
No matter how much I'm missin' you, straight wisdom
I envision you in your unfulfilled life expedition
Never goes away, you were my protege
Decided as I read the raps you wrote and showed to me
Took note of your emotion, once mine
Like Captain Ahab, I try to say that
There's more depth to the ocean than to selfishly wrestle
Just forget about that whale and let the music be your vessel
Let's go
[Hook]
And though the years go by
Each day you're on my mind
Which means you're by my side
Through thick and thin
In this world that I'm living in
You're the saga within
And though the years go by
Each day you're on my mind
[Verse 3]
Knocks on the wooden door of my bedroom
Wake me from my slumber
Ask who it is, as I remove myself from the covers
Hear my friend talk, she's got a phone call from my mother
And she just walked like seven blocks so I started to wonder
When my mom asked if I knew you, I began to shudder
Turned back to face my friend and, in the silence, our eyes met
I knew what was next
Still, when she said it
My heart dropped then jumped back up to my chest
Rendered me speechless
As I regressed and turned metaphysically numb
I still struggle with the thought
That there was more I could've done
But sometimes when we're the neediest
It's like screaming in space
No one can hear us, and even if they could they can't relate
Old friends might fear us
As if there's not enough shit on our plate
See, you were like a spitting image of me
I envied how you masked the pain and made it look so lovely
Well, here I am opening my soul knowing full well
You're sailing in the ocean's reflection above me
(Above me, above me, above me, above me)
[Hook]
And though the years go by
Each day you're on my mind
Which means you're by my side
Through thick and thin
In this world that I'm living in
You're the saga within
And though the years go by
Each day you're on my mind
(mind, mind, mind, mind)
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[Hook: Superhype Mic]
Why's this world my constant enemy?
And it's always like there's nothing left for me
But that doesn't mean it wasn't meant to be
S'why I'm out here tryna chase my destiny
[Verse 1: Madd Hatter]
I act out, sick of living in the background of this
Crap town, under this black cloud with this wack crowd
Distressed with this mess, just wanting to tap out
They threw me in the loony bin and tossed me back out
It seems I’m too impulsive to handle, I gamble and act livid
Ramble but rap gifted, elected cabinet of rap business
This mad cynic is back in it like an ass critic
But there's no horse to get back on, no bootstraps to grab on
The insurmountable keeps holding me accountable
Without a full account of how I’m lyrically powerful
And now I’m pulled in six different directions
That mix distant intentions
Defenseless till I’m bound to fall and re-begin to doubt it all
No timeouts to referee or reward this MVP
On the sidelines, too drained to resource your empathy
My tank is on empty, see, you’ll never be next to me
Don’t second guess or question me
This quest is just my destiny
[Hook: Superhype Mic]
Why's this world my constant enemy?
And it's always like there's nothing left for me
But that doesn't mean it wasn't meant to be
S'why I'm out here tryna chase my destiny
[Verse 2: Dugglas Plum$]
Laid back on a hammock, sippin' mai tai
Lettin' the world breeze by as I'm smokin' lye
Far away from the suit and tie, close my eyes
Listenin' to the wind chimes
Far away from the stress that makes you ask why
Or question life as I'm watching the clouds pass by
L'Chaim, roll, roll, roll the joint faded gently into a daydream
Some type of journey, let's call it my destiny (my destiny)
Contrary to popular belief
Sometimes it feels like life is but a dream
'Til evil taps me and says, "Hey, look at the other side of things."
Choice is mine not to play devil's advocate
'Cause it reminds me of my ego and arrogance (arrogance)
Knowing what sweet dreams are made of these
Aches and pains remain the same
Through hell's fire, it all tries to drain my brain
Have I seen the scorn? Yes, after my sane
[Hook: Superhype Mic]
Why's this world my constant enemy?
And it's always like there's nothing left for me
But that doesn't mean it wasn't meant to be
S'why I'm out here tryna chase my destiny
[Verse 3: L_Radd]
Most say life’s a bitch, that’s derogatory (derogatory)
And I don’t agree
Counter-argument from a darker pigment
That’s used to being targeted
White kids get tazed while we get erased
Color purple, ain’t no color perfect
So why we dyin’ for our crimes?
I don’t want to rap about this shit
If we being transparent, it’s hard to form thoughts coherent
While black parents don’t get to teach their kids about fairness
More like awareness in police presence
Move different or lose existence
That’s one hell of a choice
Land of the freedom of speech
Well, release our voice
Rest in peace to Muhammad Ali (champ)
I pray I got some fight left in me
I’d rather stay armed with a hand cannon in a black hoodie
Like a hunter, if we talkin’ 'bout destiny
[Hook: Superhype Mic]
Why's this world my constant enemy?
And it's always like there's nothing left for me
But that doesn't mean it wasn't meant to be
S'why I'm out here tryna chase my destiny
[Verse 4: Madd Hatter]
Jumping off the stage, trying to engage
Time and time again, it seems my speech is so deranged
Bitches turn a blind eye, they say it’s just a phase
But if I end up on the news, they’d say that bitch is crazed
I ain’t making threats (nope), I’m just making sense
It’s hard to make a point, so many pussies take offense
Meanwhile, they profile us and say we on edge
Just ‘cause we on meds, never mind the contents
Never mind that we ain’t the violent type
But based on the race of the rampage, they label you and claim
You’re a thug, a terrorist or mentally ill
That shit is fucked, careless, and getting me filled with rage
Writing off the page, finding it hard to pace my train of thought
Inside this cage, am I sane or not? Come face the plot
Wishing my rearview was Salem’s Lot
But it’s not, I can’t deal, no puedo más
[Hook: Superhype Mic]
Why's this world my constant enemy?
And it's always like there's nothing left for me
But that doesn't mean it wasn't meant to be
S'why I'm out here tryna chase my destiny
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6. |
Bex Therapy
03:17
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[Intro]
Bullet: You know why I got faith on here? 'Cause no one's got it in me but me. Helps me remember. You'd be the North Star. I'd draw that on you
Det. Linden: Yeah, why's that?
Bullet: Because that's what you look at on the ocean. When you get lost, helps you find your way home
[Hook]
And I’ve been going through hell
Caught in a vicious spell
Blinded by the light
Crossed course, stumbled and fell
I’m feeling so alone
I think I’m 'bout to explode
System overload
[Verse 1]
My hope was to be so low key that nobody would know it’s me (know it's me)
Or notice me. Hopefully, hidden under noses like a secret ‘stache of potpourri
On Klonopin, and as I sit here pouring out this poetry I’m pondering
‘Cause every time you act it’s like you overdosed on Ovaltine
Vitamin Bex, I might’ve been next, but you struck a chord and spoke to me
And in those moments didn’t feel as if the world was choking me
What was it that she showed to me I seem to have in common with?
Her reckless dominance confronting those she had a problem with?
Or how she masks the turmoil, exuding only confidence?
Her range is infinite, Bexter makes a living onscreen just killin’ it
And offscreen, out in the night, she stays down to earth like she’s grounded for life
So why am I a Bexican? ‘Cause she’s the bext! A genuine specimen
It’s evident she’s heaven sent, and better than she’s ever been
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Carrie Bradshaw’s outdated, this is Bex in the City
No need for excess accessories, stylish and witty
Modest and pretty with or without the makeup
If I’d invested in that head o’ hair, you know I’d never go bankrupt
Catch a glimpse of her darkness through an innocent gaze
A bright smile that can seem to cast out menacing days
Piercing blue eyes that peer through the mask of this unbalanced soul
I’m falling down a rabbit hole, but now her hand is grabbing hold
It takes one to know one, I see the darkness of her acting roles
And know she’s drawing it from somewhere, envious of that control
Sometimes all you need’s to know that someone’s got your back
So that every little detail doesn’t feel like a task
And all the shit that’s going on with me: jobless, homeless
Gotta focus but I’m just hopeless
She helps me find my faith even dressed as Sin
So if you doubt that I’m a Bexican, guess again
[Hook]
[Outro]
This song is dedicated to Bex Taylor-Klaus (Bullet)
And if ever they arrest her blessed sailor's mouth
Or relocate her to the next trailer house
A convicted badass, yes I'll bail her out
'Cause everything you've been through
Circumstances stacked against you
I feel like I've been you, I feel like I'm with you
Which then means that I am not alone, it reminds me
That it's not so bad, it's not so bad
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7. |
Hitting Back
05:14
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[Verse 1]
(Peering back at me through some)
Shattered glass on a patch of grass near the pavement
A portrait of basically more shit than any poor kid should be faced with
Or have to mask going ape shit with a fake grin and a tank filled
With laughing gas pumping through his veins just to sooth the pain of never knowing who to blame
The damage they'd never know, from tears I never showed
But for every one that ever flowed, an extra dose of Depakote
By now those years are played out like a syndicated episode inside my head
Still, I never managed to let 'em go
[Hook: Andrew Galucki]
Is it too late to fight?
Did I give up the right?
Am I too late to fight?
Is it over? (over)
I held it all inside my head, thought I was doing fine
Never said what I should've said, not one damn time
If they knew who I was today, yeah they'd be walking away
The only thing left to say: this time I'm hittin' back
[Verse 2]
Bawl so hard, motherfuckers wanna fight me
Tell me why don't they like me
I brush shit off, try to do the right thing like Spike Lee
Yet they continue to strike
No trench coat, just a clenched throat, they sent notes to try and spite me
And I tried fitting in, shirts all fitted Nike, so let's switch roles
Can you please remind me what your job is? Tell me what they pay you for
While you tape record, trying to rap my head 'round how they
Hate me more than the day before yesterday when you said if I
Just came forward all'd be well, but they brought me hell
Now I'm even more acquainted with the concrete smell
Of the hallway floor when they fought me more
And ignorance is blinding
See, my teacher she's incapable of opening her eyelids
To witness this shy kid in need of some guidance
Inside is confusion, self-hatred, defiance
State of mind divided like a country united
Stripped of my youth and inflicted with violence
While the rest of my class just sits there in silence
Keep a tally in my notes, hit twenty I might just
Take it upon myself to ensure I am lifeless
If this is what life is, anything but priceless
I can't afford to keep going on like this
So load up your weapons, your missile devices
Cause I don't wanna survive this
Defective product of my environment
Yeah, I don't want to survive this
I don't know, why am I like this?
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Raised to ignore the taunts and gossip but (I'm hittin' back)
Outside sweating, they're diggin' a grave, I'm driven with angst
Another soul convinced she was just in the way, too sick of the pain
Sick of feeling ashamed, sick of other kids always seem to mean what they say
Overridden with hate, for some photos in her phone that she didn't erase
And she couldn't escape her own social feed, words chipping away
At her self-worth 'til she started feeling the same
Mind reeling, her brain, fixed on fiction mistakes like an intricate stain
Never finished sixth grade because she couldn't sustain
Another difficult day living, instead she became victim
And just in time for Thanksgiving
It's a fucking travesty tragedies keep happening so rapidly
The impact that this has on me is surpassing capacity
What do I have to be? A fucking ambassador?
Cause school officials won't act until after a massacre?
Actin' taciturn even after the ashes burn
Makes it hard to face the music when your back is turned
And I will not just sit back like a passenger
And let a repeat of the past occur, I'm taking on a different path
So if I ever see some young punk fucking someone up, I'm hittin' back
[Hook]
[Outro]
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8. |
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[Hook: Superhype Mic]
We got the drank, we got the weed
You can smoke it if you want it
We on that hydroponic
Living life the way we want it (yeah)
And if you ain't with it, thats fine
But you might catch a
You might catch a contact high
[Verse 1: Superhype Mic]
This ain't nothing but a smoke sesh
If you roll it up you better focus
Then puff and pass it to yo' left
See, I don’t smoke but I know that
Catch second hand when we hotbox, feel high as Jordan in high-tops
Look at me, I’m faded, me and Yao Ming could be related
I know that what we doing isn’t good for me
But I could never ever get enough, hold up
But anyway, why you tripping?
You was never with me when I was just coming up, huh
It's Big Mike and Madd Hatter
Been pimpin' since pimpin' the don dada
And if she ask for money, if she ask for love
I swear I’m just gone sit and laugh at her (ha!)
She wanted my meat like sloppy joes, I’m hotter than jalapeños
And if your girl got a big booty, then I’ma be all up in yo’s
That's for real, that's for real, that I cannot deny
But pay me no mind, cause I’m probably high
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Miss Chay Bella]
We could roll it, we could bowl it, we can do it how you want it
How I know u got that chronic, if you higher than a comet
Back up on it, we don't argue bout the same ol' shit
Instead prefer to celebrate with the same ol' spliff
Lane to lane, lane to lane, don’t be fucking with my brain
Let's park in the valet, cause today a good day
Feel like getting my way, feel like getting on a plane
Forget what I gotta say, you remind me all day, aye
You remind me all day, more like always
But don’t be feeling sorry, ooh
Want super soaked? then remove ya petticoat
If you ghost, you'll be stuck explaining how you overdosed
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Madd Hatter]
Open the floodgates, floodgates
I’m cruising through with the music cued and refusing to sit up straight
Fuck that, not this, one-hit wonder on the bong hits
Fazed out at the dazed inn, I’m waking and baking
’Cause I’m awakened when blazing, this life is amazing
In Vegas I’m taking complacent vacations
Trick or treat, I’m like Pistol Pete with the Swisher Sweets
Make you lift your feet and fly, mind cloudy, sky-high, non-drowsy
When it’s difficult to be physical, medicinal is integral
Now suck the vapor in and then just hold it in your throat, girl
Registered for the green party and you just earned my vote, girl
The way you make them smoke rings makes me wanna make your toes curl
You say you want a no strings, I’ma tie you up, fo' real
[Hook]
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[Verse 1: Madd Hatter]
What up? You know we ‘bout to turn up
I came from the bottom and went straight up
Like an elevator, I’m gettin’ plenty paper
Peace to my haters like assalamu alayka
Don’t let me pull the stash out, throw the cash out
It ain’t even from the trap house, don’t spaz out
Get into the money and the money call in
If we talkin' 'bout the money, well then I’m all in
We enter the club and we see the chicks comin’ out
One tried to kiss me, I simply said, “I don’t kiss on the mouth.”
But we can shake with a hug, see I’m a pimp and a thug
I will not fall in love and I will not call you up (Nooo)
These women, they get so fanatic
But if her booty wide as panoramic, I’ma grab it
My life is very cinematic
I’m so charismatic, you can hear me through the static
[Hook: Breana Marin]
If you didn't already know who I am
Well, damn, here's a little introduction:
I'm all about the money that's in my hand
I stay with it, I stay straight hustlin' (hustlin', hustlin' hustlin')
I-I stay straight hustlin'
I'm all about the money that's in my hand
I stay with it, I stay straight hustlin'
If you didn't already know who I am
Well, damn, here's a little introduction:
I'm all about the money that's in my hand
I stay with it, I stay straight hustlin' (hustlin' hustlin')
I stay with it, I stay straight (straight straight straight)
I'm all about the money that's in my hand
I stay with it, I stay straight hustlin'
[Verse 2: Madd Hatter]
Listen, listen
Ugh, a bully with the bars, spit like a semi-auto
The critics be like bravo, ego big as a Tahoe
I party hard, livin' like I’m not gon' see tomorrow
Even when I’m dead I’ll be a fly fossil
Gimme da gimme da bum, girl you don’t know how to act
Girl let me say, that is a safe that I am willing to crack
You know that you are dealing with a hot boy
Now scoot over, you a passenger in my car
Drop top (that’s right), I’m a boss (all day)
Gettin’ paid in the game just like (EA)
My style too hard for y'all to see
Stay on point like we was playing archery
I’m the top star of the rapper’s varsity
Tell Meek Mill, save Nicki Minaj for me
Pass that like a Cubie or a doobie
And tell ‘em I said it, yeah me, yours truly (hah)
[Hook: Breana Marin]
If you didn't already know who I am
Well, damn, here's a little introduction:
I'm all about the money that's in my hand
I stay with it, I stay straight hustlin' (hustlin', hustlin' hustlin')
I-I stay straight hustlin'
I'm all about the money that's in my hand
I stay with it, I stay straight hustlin'
If you didn't already know who I am
Well, damn, here's a little introduction:
I'm all about the money that's in my hand
I stay with it, I stay straight hustlin' (hustlin' hustlin')
I stay with it, I stay straight (straight straight straight)
I'm all about the money that's in my hand
I stay with it, I stay straight hustlin'
[Outro: Madd Hatter]
Yeah
Madd Hatter
Mental Skillness
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10. |
Final Plea
01:55
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[Intro]
When all waters still
And flowers cover the earth
Long time coming
Madd Hatter
[Verse]
In reality, half of me wants to see the friend that’s mad at me
To make amends, it may get tense so take a sec
Get back to me, but know this, I miss your warmth
And so does, the other half of me, I’m asking, please (c'mon)
Tenacity in my intentions stacked past capacity
Packed to the max in the half empty glass in me
This apathy, solely here to mask the grief
Trapped in these shackled seats, watching tragedy laugh at me
Caught in a landslide, no escape from this rhapsody
Collapsing like gravity
Knowing my past and fallacies is why you’d rather peace
(Bye-bye)
Than to stand here with your back to me
Despondent when you’re responding so callously
Another graphic casualty of happy me
That’s when I knew it was the last of me
That’s just the way that it has to be
Hope you enjoyed your stay at my malady
Come back again soon ‘cause you I’ll be glad to see
[Outro]
When all waters still
And flowers cover the earth
When no tree's shivering
No trees shivering
No trees shivering
No trees shivering
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Madd Hatter Boston, Massachusetts
Copywriter by day, rapper by life.
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