1. |
Dear Kanye
03:33
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as god lay us down to sleep
i bet the only peep is our heart from the beat
half these niggas ain't got the heart to compete
they don't trust the fact they gon' find what they seek
and all my old friends now fuck with that D
they shirts read got it 4 cheap, calling them pusha tees
i'm on my knees telling the lord how it is
how i'm risking it all, facing all my fears, 'cause
you can still be who you wish you is
it ain't happened yet, and that's what intuition is
HOOK
baby girl what you gon' do when you wake up
throw on your make up and realize that it's all downhill
been out here getting my cake up
only to wake up and realize i ain't got no deal, no deal, no deal
and if you love me at this point, it best be real, be real, be real
and if you love me at this point...
this that dear kanye, that dear kanye, that dear kanye
this that dear kanye, now take it away
that dear kanye, that dear kanye
this that dear kanye, now take it away
you must be outside your mind to think i'm not outside my mind for being outside on my grind
still looking up at all this headroom, and realize there's no opportunities in my bedroom
i skipped the college route, and that's not smart to
people who at the time didn't have the heart to
but they'd change it if that had a restart to
but shit on my dreams, like, pshh who are you
but still i strive, i'm still going in stride
but my car died, so i keep bumming these rides
legend has it once i reach my destination
i'll be lonely as fuck with the power of a nation
stop hating, is that all it takes
then, i can give back to those who put me in that placement
you can still be who you wish you is
it ain't happened yet, and that's what intuition is
HOOK
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2. |
Soul Food
02:33
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Still doing my thing, like I'm supposed to
Watch out, this is my lane, and I won't change until it don't move
Y'all look a little famished, and a snack just won't do
What we do? We cook it up, cook it up, cook it up, cook it up
What we serve? Soul food
Owe dues? I'm puzzled as to what I could owe you
Did you miss the piece where we show and prove?
Who will hate next? All they do is break necks when we roll through
I don't know if you could mug any harder
Then again.... I don't know if I could shrug any harder
Whoop
And that's all player, you did it for the money, you's a fraud player
The snapback, the v-neck, rosary on deck, she thinking that she fucking with a ball player
Oh here, we go, I'm shitting, no time to stall player
And fuck an introduction but just in case you didn't know who was all in here
It's J.Al, not jayz, not j.cole, not none of that
Not j.money, not j.elec, no disrespect but run it back
See I'm me, too many times I done love the moment, didn't love him back
Too many hoes I fronted on just to get them laying there on their back
And I'm hard body, so for it
On the road to success, so floor it
And I been for it with a flow that's probably hotter than papa bear's porridge
and a snack just won't do
What we do? We cook it up, cook it up, cook it up, cook it up
What we serve? Soul food
Look what we started, this is not for the weak hearted
They ask for it, we brought it
When's the last time you had a feast darling?
Ok, you heard things
Those Guys what the birds sing
Nice tune, not the worst thing
When's the last time you had a sure thing?.... huh?
cook it up, cook it up, cook it up, cook it up
Y'all look a little famished, and a snack just won't do
What we do? We cook it up, cook it up, cook it up, cook it up
What we serve? Soul food
And I'm riding round and I'm getting it, is that soul food and I'm getting it
I got their mind, body, and soul hooked, they must think shang tsung serving this shit
I tell my opponent, get over here
What I'm cooking, I'm gon' premier
It's all faith, I let God steer
Man no one was around, all of a sudden they all want near
Still doing my thing, like I'm supposed to
Watch out, this is my lane, and I won't change until it don't move
Y'all look a little famished, and a snack just won't do
What we do? We cook it up, cook it up, cook it up, cook it up
What we serve? Soul food
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3. |
Madness Is The Method
03:00
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madness is the method, drastic and aggressive
a whole bunch of wreckage, shouldn't have to second guess it
the method's still eclectic, but a lot loss collected
outside perspective needs corrected
... that's not a mess it's the madness
goosebumps, don't go in the basement style
the neighbors hate us now
noise complaints about the sound that's coming out the crazy house
it's wild, banging loud, we're trying to raise child, we're shook to our foundation now
you tell me turn it down, you wait a while
'cause madness is the method, sounding like...
madness is the method, stop
ayo, madness is the method
fumblerooski would be our set list
the prayer before the show would be our huddle, dont forget this
horrendous, the waterboy's coach would probably fit this
notepad is full of plays, but on words, they want to get this
yor d-line, nah, a scramble through your defenses
i holla... then i smake your ass senseless
gridiron gang, but cant get in this
hard body, rigor mortis, bitch, but dont tempt this
that's madness
real reckless, and madness is the method, it's sound like...
right, right, it's soudning like
madness is the...
i yawn half of yall think yall big sean, i laugh
'cause most of yall niggas music is ass ass ass
wiz past, i kill the game, black and yell black and yellow tape
i'm on my level, yeh
madness is the method
me and the titans clash
i'm reclining in the den where they make the lions fat
i make my science mad
i'm applying the finding of dr jekyll and hydeing tracks
you trying that?
that's madness
real hectic, and madness is the method, it's sounding like...
madness is the method, stop
demand attention, the windows ain't tinted
only talk about the grind, boy, that's cause we in it
the blood, sweat, and tears that all come with it
but fuck that, let's get get get it
hope i am dealing, them coke raps ain't appealing
i'm probably labeled a villain if i ever was to give it up
but it ain't no hoe in me, sold out shows in me
any credentials needed to blow up, that's in me
check, you'sa diva, i'm nothing less than ether
your broad a reliever for the team, straight keeper
me i hit a single, but we way past first base
i slide back home, wiping off any dirt trace
feel me or feel nothing, poker face
pulled your card, all yall still bluffing
lightwork, new day, j still hustling
so perfect the possible, 'cause impossible is nothing
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4. |
Break Bread
03:05
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HOOK
you heard what i said, man, i'm willing and able
got to break bread if you want to sit at the table
the big bad wolf ain't just a fable
better build strong 'cause the loud talk won't save you
take it or leave it, 'cause they will hate
but they hated on Jesus, so we won't break
don't trip if it ain't you with the keys in
i've said my peace and i do it for good reason
might as well chime in what could outlast diamonds
top prizing gold to get that silver lining
and you should know what's kept in the lining
plenty now rhyming that don't know grinding
-personally - i was taught it's equally worse to be in a basement or a hearse
both won't make it above dirt
... let that sink in
now go ahead, send those clashes of lighting down
maybe the bright will shed light on the thunder's frighting loud
maybe then i can stop fighting sound
don't size me up 'cause i don't like to growl
not a soul knows the bounds of joe biting down
but know, you don't want to be the one that finds it out
but don't tempt me, i'm not about the hiding out
different mind state when all you know is grind it out
HOOK
i was born to a single mother who hustled to keep a roof
in a city where the soldiers don't even salute
they yell give me the loot, coming and killing your troops
rolling with steel like Q and bishop in juice
army fatigues, carhartts, and timberland boots
and they don't dance, if they squeeze, they're raising your roof
the streets taking the youth, j.al taking this booth
homie if you rap, then i'm talking to you
finna give my mama a tower view
talk behind my back, that's what a coward do
virgin ears tell me spit it raw, i will deflower you
must not know i'm so appalled at the sound of you
every song is the same song and i'm clowning you
stacks on deck, walk the plank, and i'm drowning you
bitch nigga i hate the sound of you
as far as hits, i dont made a sound or two
coming for this, yeah...
HOOK
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5. |
Bad Guy
04:15
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riddle me this
what is everything to someone, and nothing to everyone else?
so i try and be a hero, the world needs a villain
it's cool, i'll hero the spot that needs filled in
but all those dirty little secrets, yall gon' have to spill them
and that's all i want, got no interest to kill men
i'm on a need to know basis
i need to know everything behind everybody's faces, yeah
knowledge is power brings some thoughts in mind
for if knowledge is power, then a god am i
i set it off, how dare you try and knock my pride
somebody tell the fat lady she's on in five
my name reigns champ in the blame game
damned if i change lanes
names saying my name, that's fine
what, you think i don't know? what you think, i'm slow?
i wonder what you'd think about if you knew what i know, yeah
try and tell me what they think of joe
and i'm like... i know. i know... i know......
HOOK
and i can be your bad guy
because i can't be your mad guy, or sad guy
but the bad guy?
no worries i got that covered
now look at what you have guys
a bad guy, be glad guys, i can't care, don't ask why
a bad guy
since everybody keeps stabbing them
i'ma go back to not fucking having them
i know you lames wanna poof me
bout a year ago, i'm riding in a hoopty
now these niggas keep acting like they knew me
bout a year ago, i'm knocking off your coofy
for all that reckless shit you're saying on FB
and if you're so hot for features, quit texting me
you know that mic could get flame, no pepsi
and i don't have to say it, they say it for me
boy, let's get it started, i been for it
insane for the game, i got a ball and chain that'a keep it locked
hot cocked, the villain never been so appealing i do this, ock
no joker, you wanna heathe ledge, don't push it, ock
'cause it will be a dark night if i decide you got
it never was about the money, it's the message i brought
which is everything burn sucka
i son you, you yell gimme, i say earn sucka
i'm in a scarlet and red fit, black kicks
dealing with niggas who really think i ain't bout this
j flip... niggas gon' be thinking they that sick
flow gutter, the day you find another, wayne using rubbers
i got to keep striving, this race is all pride
some don't live to see you win, they live to see you die
so play possum, to the untrained eye
and then you make your move like.. how bout alive
the bad guy
HOOK
you cant get close to me
that's reserved for those who showed to me they know what that's supposed to be
i got a globe to see
i can't take everybody but i'll be back and tell them all what they should go and see
the sarcastic asshole posted on the back wall
my bad yall, that's just the joe in me
i'm probably not everything that i'm supposed to be
but i hope my flow and poetry will show what i am told to be
and hopefully we can still see eye to eye even if we dont agree
and hopefully these suckas will stop approaching me
ask who i think the coldest is
and suprise in your eyes when i told you it's me
to bear this load aint free, i'm broke for me
don't suppose i hold loads of dough for we
drinks are cold, from what i'm told, i relate emotionally
man, i hope they still know it's me
HOOK
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6. |
One Of My T-shirts
03:00
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HOOK
put those sweat pants on, take that make up off
and go grab one of my t-shirts
you know it turns me on when your cool comes off
go grab one of my t-shirts
take that cool off
a mask makes you hot, got to make that cool off
it's stuck? fuck it, break that cool off
you know, late night smooth talk
i've met the facade, now let's me and you talk
that who are you talk, that see right through talk
.. bought a coupe take the roof off
things that bring false esteem, i don't care
they're much more appealing when they're things you dont wear
like, what's this make up making up for
why don't you tell me what you like waking up for
why don't you tell me what you like taking up for
too real? not fake enough for?
don't hide, stay apparent to me
i won't tell you no lies, so don't wear them for me
HOOK
she said it's been a while, what you don't know how to pick up your phone?
boy don't you dare treat me like i'm just a girl that you bone
and this type of shit gon' go on and on
until you learn to respect me, leave me alone
and this that all and all, that
love and basketball, quincy mccall
i did her foul, ref where's the call
she keep bawling, i don't see a ball
i play hella games when it comes to her
yeah these other broads get the poker face, she so sure
oh you dapping up your homies, yeah you told them nigga
but did you tell them that you had to fake that to get with her
did you tell them that you told me you love me, nigga
did you tell them that you tried to holla at my sister
it's all good, i done cried me a river
but i tell her otherwise to make her reconsider when you say
HOOK
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7. |
The Crisis
01:55
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I'm sitting in this parking lot right now writing this
Parked in the corner, I didn't want to shed any light on this
Darkness is the appropriate backdrop for this enlightenment
I put my trust is put into what this might bring, I'm fighting with that
Might shit, with all my might, all my life is built on this crisis
How did it get like this
I would never turn my back on you.
Unless we got close to the wall, and I would turn, put my feet up to kick us back into
Doing whatever it is we would have to do
We have to move, so that we'll do
And use this music as something to put our past into
I have this king midas vision, I need my living to match it too
Get this position I make decisions you can't fathom
do you imagine these clean lines I image don't get graphic
Through the bullshit and tragic endings
And I don't know everything I need, but the world may
That's me asking, really, how much can the world weigh.
it weighs on my family, it weighs on my friends
Its probably selfish to think I can take the weight off of them
But I take off, I take no days off
Cause the day it pays off will be the day they say he made off with him
Word is born, my plan B for sure: dead
You don't know how good it feels as these words are said
I bite my girl so she can feel something real or something like that
She said fuck you, that hurts
I said why the fuck won't you bite back
I got fire in my heart, I got passion in my eyes
They ask why you live this hard
For super heroes like me... it's harder to die
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8. |
Good Lord
03:24
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good lord, good lord
good lord
a diss record never hurt me much
so throw a shot, i throw machine gun rounds back
the doc gon' have your ass laced up
my nigga, who want what
fake niggas act accordingly, and bitches wanna rapport with me because of what i'm recording, see
homie gon' ask me, j.al you feeling lonely?
but i don't speak of such
you been here from the start, i figure i owe you that much
the only one i trust
my one and only crutch so if i'm broke they gon' hate, hate
hate if you heal me up, hate if you will me up
tell me i should want more, cause tears from my struggle only give us a puddle to run through
and might even slow us down even more
i tell them what i live, homie, you tell them what you saw
i've seen it all along
way before they would applaud, way before they would go aww
before our endeavors became reality in all
i bow my head and say good lord
HOOK
crash course on what to ask for
good lord, good lord
now where the grass is much greener, i get purple heart treatment
the hate match the grass in demeanor
i blew them away, my shoes of suede was much cleaner
they blue in the face trying to say what ain't speakered
sounding like infants from your yellow bellied distance
you cant make me red from what you said
in my world, the golden rule still fits in
you smudge this world of importance, you get blacked out from existence
it started with a dollar and a dream
i still got one of those, man, it's harder than it seems
my mind is an unprocessed diamond, act smarter
stop trying to barter zirconias that gleam
rocking with the coldest, my statements the boldest, humble but not modest
nothing's hopeless, the records books are just paper, i'm the twelfth time folded
HOOK
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