Soarin', is this allowed?
I sure bet my daddy proud
A little nigga with a Shaker smile
On top of the dreams is where I'm found
Some figured I was Satan bound
Until I came back with a style I found
Then all of a sudden they fixed their faces
'Cause of who I know and the trail of places
That I've stepped
How many niggas wanna hate 'cause I left?
How could you blame me and my plan of attack?
'Cause I'm risking my soul intact
Now I'm heard all over the map
Only rule of thumb –
It don't really matter just where you from
All that really matter is where you gon' go
Maybe upstate for some
But you can’t rule out these cats for gone
Second chances given out for some
All you gotta do is take advantage
Then maybe you can get yourself a horse and carriage
Done pimpin' you can think about marriage
Until then get it
Then find yourself and let's begin
I'ma tell you how in a minute
I'ma show you how I be livin'
From a long time ago, a young nigga, he was timid
Now I'm zoned, see things so vivid
Hide my soul? Nah, homie, not even
I'ma zone out 'til I lose feeling, remember
I'ma be gone way past November
Even, stay up there, up there
Floatin', floatin', hopin'
I can find peace somewhere

5 grams in the wood, this b**** ugly as f***

I got deodorant on but the weed be musty as f***

Rio Da yung OG

I thought I'd have it figured out by now
S*** would be simple, problems would be in the past by now
Me and the homies would be sittin' on millions
Reminiscin' on times when we were so broke and livin' in Oakland just chillin'
I thought I'd have it in the bag by now
I thought that we'd be kickin' back by now
I know that life is a b****
I know that life is a b****, I thought we'd put her in a cab by now
But I'm stressin', I can't relax
Swallowin' my pride and I'm hidin' what's makin' me mad
Everybody sayin' I need rehab
'Cause I'm speedin' with a blindfold on
It won't be long until they watchin' me crash
And they don't wanna see that
They don't want me to OD and have to talk to my mother
Tell her they coulda done more to help me
And she'd just be cryin'
Sayin' that she'd do anything to have me back
All the nights I'm losin' sleep
It was all a dream, there was a time that I believed that
But white lines be numbin' them dark times
The pills that I'm poppin', I need to man up
Admit it's a problem, I need to wake up
Before one mornin' I don't wake up
You make your mistakes, your mistakes never make ya
I'm too obsessed with goin' down as a great one
But if you wait too long they gon' find someone to replace ya
So I guess this is a letter
To all my brothers: Most Dope, that's forever
I love you more than words could express
And this the part that Q start cryin', if he ain't already yet
I did my best to be a leader you respect
At times I became weaker, got defeated by regret
So tell my baby I love her
And if she give me the chance I'll put a seed inside her, make her a mother
Just know that there's a place
Where all my people worry free and e'rybody straight
Every devil don't got horns, every hero ain't got capes
Open up my eyes, s***, I'm finally awake, good mornin'
Yeah, good mornin'

just needed to read the first line and already knew you was a real one.

Knowing I'mma look cool
In them Black and white pictures when they talk about
Underground rappers getting high and making history
I'm sick and tired of these niggas claiming that they as sick as me
They lying, I checked your chart, your file saying you soft
Something fishy ho nigga, you more bass then boss
Off the boat small fries and stowaways get tossed
Can't party on the shore with us, fool
Get your floaties up, kiddy pool nigga's ain't really that cool
Can't follow these moves, you need more expensive shoes
Working out smoking strong on a week long cruise
Bonfire with theses b****es singing songs to the moon
Too high to judge, call my ex b****
Who did that foul s***, f*** her brains out
And settle the grudge, back shot revenge style
Ain't no love, light grub, roll up after a quick scrub
Cover my tracks, don't let my b**** know where I was
Sticking to the script though I'm improvising a bit
Same as my OG's but I put the Jets in the mix
Classic like Eddie Murphy's SNL skits
Dead stock tissue in the box elephant print
On my flint 13's no retro 3M reflective
Ya b**** type reckless in my DM's
Sexting, trying to see 'em
Smoke a J where he being but I got no time for company
I'm building one of them honey
I know that's why you want me
Success is my cologne, I spray that bottle all on me, yeah

Soon as they like you make 'em unlike you
'Cause kissing people ass is so unlike you
The only rapper who compared to Michael
So here's a few hating-ass niggas who'll fight you
And here's a few snake-ass niggas to bite you
I don't wanna hear what some niggas might do
Old niggas mentally still in high school
Since the tight jeans they never liked you
Pink-ass Polos with a f***ing backpack
But everybody know you brought real rap back
Nobody else had swag, man, we the Rat Pack
Virgil Pyrex, Don C snapback
Ibn diamond, Chi-town shining
Monop' in this b****, get a change of climate
Hop in this b**** and get the same thing I'm in
Until the day I get struck by lightning

They take the greats from the past and compare us
I wonder if they'd ever survive in this era
In a time where it's recreation
To pull all your skeletons out the closet like Halloween decorations
I know of all the things that I hear they be poking fun at
Never the flow though, they know I run that
F*** you all, I claim that whenever
I changed rap forever, the game back together, yeah
YM, I remain that forever
In the same place my brother Wayne at forever
I'm a descendant of either Marley or Hendrix
I haven't figured it out 'cause my story is far from finished
I'm hearing all of the jokes, I know that they tryna push me
I know that showin' emotion don't ever mean I'm a p****
Know that I don't make music for niggas who don't get p****
So those are the ones I count on to diss me or overlook me
Lord knows, Lord knows, I'm heavy, I got my weight up
Roberson boost your rate up, it's time that somebody paid up
A lot of niggas came up off of a style that I made up
But if all I hear is me, then who should I be afraid of?
Bought a white Ghost now s*** is gettin' spooky
Very, very scary like s*** you see in the movies
In this b****, all drinks on the house like Snoopy
That's why all the real soldiers salute me
Trill nigga, for real

i got some s*** up in my blood itll never leave for life

why wouldnt you at a minimum tell us who the artist is

Word my b. That’s Ka on “To Hull and Back”

We gon' to Mass today, we have to pray
Besides what the pastor say, I have to say
Since Pac passed away
Most you rappers don't even deserve a track from me
You see, if you ever wanted to ever be anything
There'd always be somebody that shoot down any dream
There'll always be haters, that's the way it is
Hater n***as marry hater b****es and have hater kids
But they gon' have to take my life 'fore they take my drive
'Cause when I was barely livin', that's what kept me alive
Just the thought that maybe it could be better than what we at at this time
Make it out of this grind, 'fore I'm out of my mind
And get some leeway on the "he say, she say"
Your girl don't like me, how long has she been gay?
Spanish girls say "Yo, no hablo inglés"
And everybody want to run to me for their sing-le
It's funny how these wack n***as need my help
Wasn't around when I couldn't feed myself
Dawg, if I was you, I wouldn't feel myself
Dawg, if I was you, I'd kill myself!
Made a mil' myself and I'm still myself
And I'mma look in the mirror if I need some help
Now I'll speak from the heart, y'all all frontin'
Everybody feel a way about K but at least y'all feel something!

Every victory pyrrhic, every live show forget the lyric
Forty doing Tae Bo
Who'd've guessed this be how I finished
To everyone who got caught, I'm there in spirit
This is where the winners say it ain't no winners in this game
But easy to say when you winning
Gravy spilling, turkey all the trimmings
Shook me awake in the clubhouse
Nx, it's the ninth inning
Ridin' dirty in a lemon
Semper Fi, waving weapons at the peasants
Hearts and minds that don't work
Start squeezing off one at a time
(Hole in his brain, hole in his brain)
Just running 'round having fun, Brett Favre with the gun
Count bars on fingers like I'm doing sums
Off the one, beg producers to take out the drums, I'm done
Call grown men young, call old men son, old men son
She let it be known the Puerto Rico roll is a no
Steve Biko to his peoples he would never let it go
Both teams asking "what happened?"
I demurred with an African accent
Even his message raps got the malware attachment

Russian waters, liquid borders
Meet me at the shore, address me as your lord
I'm with death, flipping quarters
Grilling swordfish on the back of a black orca
Opening the records, 180 gram warping
Four fingers on the lazy Susan
Breathless detail, what my house of the moon meant
First drape the cruel lens
Player's jurisprudence
Naked underneath, save for the Ruger
A real boofer, rumor
Boy with the red balloon drifting toward a new Earth
Cloud burst before the boom, like quickening in the womb
Quivers coursing through, contortions
I'm at the source, true north, new morning
Sea birds and jetsam
What I needed a little bit extra
Yep, yep, I seen it, shiny chrome dipped in polish
Handsome gun, a mnemonic picture so you frame the logic
Your mind the greatest weapon, but your heart the biggest target, marksman
I devour from the lands of time forgotten
Power, power, power, on the minds of those without it
Cowards in high places refute this world is ours
Flowers from misguided recruits, the light rerouted
I watch Ms. Rogers splayed on the stoop and cry for hours
They liars, only trusted through proven truth, the survivors
I'm giant, I'm giant, no weapon formed shall triumph
They left us out to dry, I recombined like I designed it
Reclining with the lions, like the coyote overcome the duck
Raised on self-reliance when Jah didn't provide enough
Scratching and surviving, s*** been tight for months
Maybe greed, maybe not, when I see Zion
Aquarius moon, various roots consume
Ritual smoke fumed above the tomb
Ain't no white witch b**** here on nobody broom
Aight then, boom
We tarry for whom, scarab bearer blooms
In the ruins feeling tender, render me unctuous
Ain't no telling where I might end up
Entombed, a living artifact, far from yours
Drums or horns or harpsichords
Distant form upon horizon
You can try, but if the heart denies, find silence
Glad tidings