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Zig Zag
02:10
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Take 2
Yoki, shut the fuck up
Don't fucking tell my cat to shut up
I said atha can you get me, got arrested again (Convict)
Didn't do nothing wrong just got drunk with my friends
Back to B-town visa rejected again (Rejected)
Bank account zero balance no money to spend (Spending money)
So I'm coming for your money imma make your bitch moan (Uh)
Someone buy me fenty I'm an orange undertone
Call me courage I'm a dog I like meat fuck a bone (Woof)
Imma Booty call your bitch with a pigeon fuck a phone (Coo coo)
Imma do a plank on the bus won't be a single noise
If the furnace isn't lit imma send my fucking boys
Kalpa-rit of love, she look at me kinda coy
Took a cab went to see her when she text me k bye (See ya)
Imma zig then I zag
Tumbleweed flip a bag
Need a bitch kinda bad
Zig zig then I zag
Imma zig then I zag
Tumbleweed flip a bag
Need a bitch kinda bad
Zig zig then I zag
In the streets so much, they call me sesame (You call me stephanie)
Making some beats now I'm just a sicker me (Bitch you good)
I don't drink coffee cuz that is anxie-tea (Blah)
Swiss knife, ak 47 beside me
All the boys wanna be my lover
Wanna talk to me that's by the hour
He said french, my first language
I was like oui oui Eiffel tower (Icy baguette)
I was like pass that shit like that zig zig zag
I gotta keep moving gotta get that bag
Kodai to atl, we run the show
Cuz I switch flows like I switch codes
My name is TZ and I'm always fuckin chillin (Fuckin chillin)
Tryna see some days, where we hold a fuckin million (Fuckin millions)
Stealing hella hearts like I'm the illest villian (Bad boy)
Carry a body bag, for every beat that I am killin
Imma zig then I zag
Tumbleweed flip a bag
Need a bitch kinda bad
Zig zig then I zag
Imma zig then I zag
Tumbleweed flip a bag
Need a bitch kinda bad
Zig zig then I zag
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Oh Lord keep me kind
Help me pay no bitches mind
Cuz I'm running out of time
I gotta figure out my life
Lost is the cause in faithless these hands
We all take a pause and pray this will pass
Forget how to breathe, we all live so fast
Brethren lay still – we will make it last
Symphony now, nature in war
Rain will destroy, you see what you saw
Blinded by pain, forgot how to love
Forgot how to write, I ask him above
Teach me and guide me I know how I sin
Teach me the ways to find change from within
Light without night paradoxical claim
Red tape on your eyes as you take up your aim
Look for the red dot and center the brain
Just as she speaks, blow that bitch frame
Felony, remedy, whimsical thought
How much is your soul and can it be bought
Left to yourself, who's first in your thoughts
Can you be free with who you are not
Outside and inside payments are due
This is my favorite dystopian cue
Bend to your knees and beg for release
Who knew there were bills for feeling the breeze
Thinkin One little taste I'm hooked
You're all in my space I'm cooked
I Can't find my head I've looked
Oh, I'm so sorry sir she's booked
Yo, One little taste I'm hooked
You're all in my space I'm cooked
I Can't find my head I've looked
Oh, I'm so sorry sir we're booked
Lost is the cause in faithless these hands
We all take a pause and pray this will pass
Forget how to breathe, we all live so fast
Brethren lay still – we will make it last
Oh Lord keep me kind
Help me pay no bitches mind
Cuz I'm running out of time
I gotta figure out my life
I get on my knees, lay life for the cause
Some people can't tell true love from applause
If you can't see the truth in the trees
Let yourself hear it from all in the breeze
There's blood on your hands, we're destined for hell
I'm not here to judge, just wishing you well
Just wishing you well
I'm wishing you well
Everything swell
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3. |
MOB (ft. Kalla Sha)
02:19
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Cool, Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yo, Yeah, Yo
Live on the edge still afraid of the height
Survival skills still I never pick the flight
The venomous snakes aren't the only ones that bite
And if you ever get a chance you better shoot me on sight (Yo)
Flow like the chart, fund like the hedge
No balance still livin' life on the edge
Suicidal crew now back on the ledge
But you gotta let the bad blood flow like the breath (Yo)
Flow like the breath like it's short on my sight
Sunglass the future like it's too fucking bright
Madrasi ma now in the limelight
Dark skin whole milk, blend in with the night (Yo)
Dark like the night with my Madrasi skin
Inherent born was a soul full of sin
Inherent gone was the same chance to win
I was born into wealth but it's only within
It's a mighty big bright mob mind in this bitch
To obey the disorder is the way to get rich
So pick up your order and avoid getting ditched
And consider the cuts before getting stitched
For these lies got no patience, you can call me Tagore
Turbulent pulse of the nation and glory galore
Soldiers out at the station and they've picked up the swords
Discriminated relations all in for the war
And the stiffer the faces, the bigger the score
And the darker the races, the bigger the whore
All the time that you've wasted ain't at the store
But the time that you've tasted got you begging for more
So beg the man to approved, get your mind in a groove
It's a race to the throne, and there's nothing to lose
But there's something to prove and it's something to do
And there's nothing like a purpose to muddle the truth
So what the fuck is a purpose with no reason to stand
What the fuck is a reason in a shivering hand
Why the fuck are you waiting to act on your rant
It's a fucking sensation go restart your band
It's a mighty big bright mob mind in this bitch
To obey the disorder is the way to get rich
So pick up your order and avoid getting ditched
And consider the cuts before getting stitched
It's a mighty big bright mob mind in this bitch
To obey the disorder is the way to get rich
So pick up your order and avoid getting ditched
And consider the cuts before getting stitched
Yo, First thing's first destroy the state (Ay)
Reigns of government, concentrate
In the hands of people, ideate
Proceed with caution, liberate
It's a mighty big bright mob mind in this bitch
To obey the disorder is the way to get rich
So pick up your order and avoid getting ditched
And consider the cuts before getting stitched, bitch
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4. |
Program (ft. Kalla Sha)
03:00
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Yeah, hmm, yo
I've got run in my head like a program
Got a gun to my head like I'm goddamned
Yo slits on my wrist like a wristband
Them nerves on my fist for the disband, ay
Uh, yeah, yo
Yo, I don't understand why they all try to play me
I don't got a plan, when I fail you can blame me
Vision in the back your conviction is a maybe
You gonna save yourself while pretending that you saved me
Ignorance is a bliss
Awareness is a risk
I was cursed with the courage so there's nothing that I miss
Here's a little tip
Don't you ever take a sip
We don't have the same tolerance ignore me when I flip
See I'm reaching for the top like the mountains in my view
And I'm preaching for a cause like a resurrection's due
Got me seething for a brawl like there's venom on my tooth
Got us meeting under lock got us plannin' something new
Yeah I'm tryna start anew I'm just channeling my truth
I'm just choking on a voice that has turned my throat blue
Following the cue, of the chosen fucking few
Focusing on noise that is drowning blurred rules
I've got run in my head like a program
Got a gun to my head like I'm goddamned
Yo Slits on my wrist like a wristband
Them nerves on my fist for the disband
Bitch I've got run in my head like a program
Got a gun to my head like I'm goddamned
Slits on my wrist like a wristband
Them nerves on my fist for the disband
An army that's too short of conscripts to fight
A workforce who bankrupts the whole enterprise
A landowning gentry's now in on the bribe
Arson, assault - yo the state's occupied
Officials and lawyers and banks on the side
Fascist corruption's got all the limelight
Nationalist stupid delusional pride
The common man's ego takes over his mind
Economy's failing we're barely alive
Active resistance will barely survive
When all goes to hell; they've got you in mind
To pick up their tools and swallow your pride
Hip hop is a political movement
Yo, Art is a social improvement
Gold is the mind of a student
Truth in my rhyme is prudent
Bitch
I've got run in my head like a program
Got a gun to my head like I'm goddamned
Yo Slits on my wrist like a wristband
Them nerves on my fist for the disband
Bitch I've got run in my head like a program
Got a gun to my head like I'm goddamned
Slits on my wrist like a wristband
Them nerves on my fist for the disband
Yeah I came with the gift of the spoken word
Yeah I came with a gist that I may be heard
Cuz what I'm bout to say is by God the truth
From a sinner with a taste for forbidden fruit
We've got a little ways till we end up dead
Ain't nobody can escape thine will be shed
Keep an eye up on your sins they will be bled
But till that day comes please make your bed
Aye Make your bed please make your bed
Smart not hard you'll make your bread
Close the tap and don't drink the lead
And take to heart what Jesus said
Love thy neighbor – like thyself
Save thy paper – spend thy wealth
Kill they slaver – save thy health
Be the braver – love till death
I've got run in my head like a program
Got a gun to my head like I'm goddamned
Yo Slits on my wrist like a wristband
Them nerves on my fist for the disband
Bitch I've got run in my head like a program
Got a gun to my head like I'm goddamned
Yo Slits on my wrist like a wristband
Them nerves on my fist for the disband
Ay you nervous
Are you nervous
Said you nervous
I think you're nervous
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