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Yo, Picking the best of this
Swinging that Cespedes, Bringing the sexiest raps
The groove bap, the new has proved that the true craft
Has never left, Scottie Royal give the beat breath
Whatever voice I've got left I've got no choice
But to give you that rhyming that you expect
The living embodiment of all them kids that're now adults
Saving up for a crib or a car note
Cleaner than a bar of soap, Bar none dope
Meaner than Balfour after ball four
Leaner than most, demeanor close to the chest
Looking for meager wages to keep filling these pages
Looking for meager wages to keep ripping these stages
Looking for meager wages to keep chasing this dream
Hoping to get the means to cake up my team
Surrounding myself with dudes much smarter than me
Yeah, trying to make the world see
Trying to entertain and looking to maintain
Saw my brother then other day was trying to be like me
I'm just trying to live life in a world that's drama free
And potentially have a large audience relate
Cuz I kinda like stepping to the plate
In my case a microphone, boom bap my strike zone
Tap into my angst, spit it and give thanks
No better way to bring heat than to get Scottie Royal and have him make beats
Scottie and P we tag team to show 'em how we get down as SherKnock Poems
Plot the sickest scene we got the illest, often chillin'
We out the building like rent was due in spring
But we the Summer we eat with no cover the streets we keep coming
BBQ in the oven
Honorable in my judging, I'm asking you do the same
Seeing hands wave in unison, I ain't trying to change'
Be the voice of an age, it's a choice that I made
Failed the new school but A's in this game is my grade
Those I'm speaking to will love it cuz they covet that relatable
Sales ain't debatable, bringing truth to the table
Thoroughbreds in my stable, we ready willing and able
Dropping cake to break free but I ain't trying to bail
Hands up for the people that got jobs
Middle fingers up to the people that got probs
Raps to dirty, I've been eating like a slob
Up too early, I'm trying to get involved
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Stay Up Jam
03:43
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Shots fired across wires, I'm so tired
Toss my name in the airwaves, target sighted
Reply to any criticism with thanks
But the only words I'm getting is hate, it's all great
Never read any positive words, nothing to help me on my journey
My words buried in negative clay, what I've gotta say
Is made for anybody that need a way to express the feelings that they have got locked away
A positive dude looking to make a move
With a Scottie groove express my gratitude
Yeah I'm lewd but in appropriate company I'm good
I can gauge whatever the people want from me
And what I want from myself, doesn't mesh
With the rest of the game so I stay on the bench
I'd like to play heavy minutes but I refuse to give in
Being overly cocky is not the world that I live in
-Hook-
I'm just trying to live my life, I'm just trying to do things right
White hat with the brim in the back
Try to be the good guy when the evil attack
This the stay up jam, gotta stay up
Stay up jam, gotta stay up
I be keeping it smooth just like a layup
This the stay up jam, so stay up
I just wanna live my days with a smile
Give dap to the cats I ain't seen in awhile
Interact with the fans that appreciate my style
Got friends that'a bend over back for that extra mile
I can't stand that the first reactions hate
Dudes took time to create what y'all rate
If I don't like it I don't give it a play
Unless I get sucked in, well that's an honest mistake
But some cats take days under bridges
Lifetime trolls, miserable from beginning
Got nothing to say so they maim in their writtens
But when they called out they as lame as some kittens
The ways of the business, cats get a pittance to be chickens
See them face to face and their heart rate quickens
If I've got a problem I'd like to settle it
Man to man, the issues really irrelevant
-Hook-
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Summertime Jam feat. DJB
02:37
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Nothin' But Buckets
04:14
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Ugh, Give me a blacktop
Give me a hardwood, Give me a pumped rock
Give me a pair of sneaks, Give me a little breeze
Give me a little space, I'm surgical with the 3
This if for the up all nights
90 degree angle, getting the form right
Headlines shining on the rim, getting buckets in
Staying out of trouble but the game got us hustling
Suicides at night, enough to tuck us in
We getting high as Mike, kicks is stupid tight
Energy out of sight, we ooping the rock
Scooping the shot, giving whatever we've got till we drop
That's our magic, that's our escape for hours
Pushing the pace, sweating showers into gym towels
No blood no foul we limp home
To do it all again, the rim has been home
Ugh, Give me a blacktop
Give me a hardwood, Give me a pumped rock
Give me a pair of sneaks, Give me a little breeze
Give me a little space, I'm surgical with the 3
If your living for League Pass, I got you
If you've got to dribble with no ball
Or practice better form in the middle of work
Looking absurd, word up, I've got you
This is for me and my best friend teaming 3 on 3
The only 20 year olds in a senior league
Getting worked by these cats with creaky knees
Knowing in 30 years that that'll be me
Because we bleed cliches for the game
Arguing all day over plays that we made
Debating our squad or going hard in 2k
Take a picture of the net, you see our DNA
Ugh, Give me a blacktop
Give me a hardwood, Give me a pumped rock
Give me a pair of sneaks, Give me a little breeze
Give me a little space, I'm surgical with the 3
Envision me giving a spectacular
Show before I step, towards the left
Square up my legs and chest in line with the net
Let it go the throw is wet
You could lock me in a cell with 4 walls
Surrounding a court with a ball and I'd be set
If you let me sit in front of an LCD with NBATV stuck on the screen
I'm set
In my worst days, in my worst moods
Nothing ever gets me right like hoops do
Not comics, wrestling or rap
Basketballs the only thing that can bring me right back
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Geek Culture Goddess
03:45
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Long brown hair, torso slender
Porno sexy but more so tender
Eyes pierce deadly, got a little temper
Put my hand on her belly so fit, I surrender
The type of girl that would render me wordless
But shes the best conversation I've heard yet
She's not impressed, never rests on her greatness
So I confess she's perfection
But then she mentioned collections of comics and wrestling
Red flag (WHOA) she's a curse or a blessing
Kept me guessing so I questioned her nerd cred
Passed each test, likes ROH and Uncanny X
How did I find a top model look a like?
Thick butt with interests, yeah we think alike
No business liking Chris Hero or Planetary
I think I've died and went to heaven already
Took her to the-
Shop one day
Nerd jaws dropped-
They can't stop
Stuttering, one dude dropped his stack
She bent down, picked it up to give it back
She winked at him and he winked back
He felt stupid like "Why the hell did I do that?"
That's her effect but, not her intent
Not what you'd expect, hot but with respect
Out of place, they paced around her space
While she flipped through Powers amazed with each page
A rare breed, she ain't seen too much
Like she came of the page, what anybody would want
With a clutch purse with a S.H.I.E.L.D. logo on the front
I was in lust first, love her when she quoted CM Punk
If she got a thing for that wrestling ring, make her your wife
Gotta lock her down with the Anaconda VIce
Got love for geek girls of all types
But the stereo is that they're all "Yikes"
This a jam for all of those that bust through
Cover girl strut that shuts the sluts up
Them diesel dudes are just trying to collect you
Nerds value your time, we'll treat you special
So come holla at a dude with a degree
If you reminiscent of Trish Stratus and AJ Lee
Follows the trends, you ain't gotta pretend
Attend Comic-Con but still rock with your friends
So take a page from Olivia Munn
And you can still stun while having fun
Sara Jean Underwood status
When you decide to cosplay, girl you the baddest
Rocking that green and gold Phoenix, I mean it
When I be saying that Supergirl look is the meanest
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Friend Zone
04:28
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Hot pizza and 2-Liter
Girl sipping on a 'Rita
I've been sitting but I'm kinda eager
To slip in the conversation that I'm trying to see her
Give her a reason to see me more than being Friend Zone
But she was rolling like a Benzo, I was sticking to the script
In missing my attempt at the end zone
I couldn't figure why I was falling apart
Historically no fear when I was showing my heart
But this was different, I could listen to her deep into the evening
While her eyes would glisten, beaming
My temperature was steaming
Played it careful but concerned I was receiving signals that my odds of wooing were decreasing
I can't believe it
Having them butterflies kinda psyched me out
I don't wanna be a dude pining for a chick that might be out
So I gotta step, rep what I'm about
She's worth the risk
Either an ending or a kiss
-Hook-
And then she said "We're just friends"
WHAT!
Girl miss me with that bull
Just the other day, me and you were cool
Told you how I feel, you turned me into a fool
Stuck in the friend zone, stuck in the friend zone
Stuck in the friend zone, stuck in the friend zone
I'm over with that nice guy rap
I'm trying to get it poppin' you acting like its a wrap
They look you in the eyes and say they love you
Then act surprised when you mad that they're seeing other guys
When she confided in you, that smile meant that you was just friends
She loved you like you were kin
Even though you've been canoodling in places that she wouldn't show her face in in case her friends saw you embracing
You acted patient, you gave her the space
But in the meantime, homie was just being replaced
Thats the story
Girls ignored me until I got one, a hot one
Then they love me like I was flossing
A boss when it comes to friending them I was awesome
A best bet whenever it came to talking
So why the nice guys get taken advantage?
Even the sweetest girls break hearts without planning
If you crushing its better to let it be known
You either get her or you move on from the friend zone
-Hook-
When she's telling you the secrets about her man
You in the friend zone, you've been zoned
She's got you on the phone texting with no success
You in the Friend Zone, you've been zoned
Her friends looking at you sideways, cuz they know
You in the friend zone, you've been zoned
She leaves for the club while you go home alone
You in the friend zone, you've been zoned
You've got the nerve to press, you done been depressed
Thought you earned respect, you done picked up the checks
Got her through all the mess, Thinking that you up next
You took a shot from deep, she got that zone D
2-3 to the move she was onto
Blocked that shit proper, she Mutumbo
Don't let her wave you off, Playing it soft
Be the boss before you taking a loss in the Friend Zone
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Lynn
03:57
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She was the reason I completed graduation season
Her and me in class laughing while the others reading
Age difference I could see all of her friends teasing
But we was in love, all them little girls teething
Above the jokes, tied together like a rope
With the hope that we would grow up and keep them things afloat
Could read each others eyes, never had to speak
Just a glance and a wink, we were synchronized heartbeats
I think back, whoa, after practice shows
Catch a kiss, miss swim practice, I could catch her flow
Hollywood kisses in the rain with the sun bright
Picked her up for Sadies but we wouldn't get to prom night
Finally let those snake chicks sink teeth in
I couldn't breathe when she leaned in and said,
"Let's be friends"
I couldn't see then, thought that she was teasing
Give it till tomorrow, we would laugh about the sequence
But it wasn't so, she went cold, wrote me a note
I read it now, I can see her heart froze
She was the youngest but she wasn't the dumbest
That was me
I apologize for being weak
And at the time, she was everything that I would seek
Took to long to get over our broken link
I felt that we were just getting started
And I missed out on our future my Lynn
Dearly departed
And sometimes I wish that you were back
Years passed, met some rather bad chicks
Get her name, maybe end up on a mattress
But catching feelings didn't happen fast
Until I met another Lynn but she was different from the last
Passion thick, Imagine it, How bad it get
When you repackage it, miraculous another girl like this exsists
To good to resist, I would persist, she would assist
And here I am again in the midst of a living wish
It took time because she had her armor up
It was harder for her but I kept the honor up
I was nervous and I'm sure my game was awful
Stunning looks but she's still my favorite girl to talk to
She would go away but when she would return it's underway
Time going by and we get better like a cabernet
Waiting for the right time, acting like I had a say
Guess that I was praying but the outcome would not delay
It wasn't meant to be, she could not commit to me
And I couldn't blame her, she warred with the Lynn before her
I didn't understand the pressure I was putting on her
She couldn't measure up to the image I had developed
I wish that I could tell her how sorry I am
No matter how much love, I could tell I'd never be her man
I let the first Lynn leave, did too much for the second
Now I'm missing both of them
And I will always regret
And sometimes I wish that you were back....
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Lake Monster Flow
03:34
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Tracked down a summer job, beat the odds
Be calm, my money gon' elong
Finding a spot where Precise belong
Put a smile on my face, this the feel good theme song
5 Guys I eat like I've got 5 lives
And love my lady like I've got 5 wives
Try to keep my game in line, at the park I'm skating through the D like Royce 5'9"
Flip, 9-5
Sick, gotta lie
Calling in ill cuz I am that still
XBox Live, 2k, I do play but keep careers offline
Hit me up, DMC and Tyreke at the peak
Winning championships listening to Scottie beats
Never test me on the page I am elite
Proofreading your stories, select all. delete
-Hook-
Go! Go!
Living in the moment where we own, own
Everything thats coming to us
No, no, worries in the season
Lake Monster Flow, flow,
Freedom
I used to ride in my '96, thinking of '96
Thinking I was 9, a couple years from the 6th grade
I remember I made art like an illustrator
A decade later I'm trying to be an innovator
Still making shit on paper
Still integrating a passion for comics with rapping harmonics through electronics
Harness that energy in learning to hoop
Instead of doing homework I taught myself how to shoot
If my raps were as nice as my jumper
I'd be selling records at a record number
Now I keep my windows open while I slumber
Enjoying life like I used to every summer
Take advantage of those memories made
Seize everyday now that I'm feeling ok
Because I'm only in my mid 20's
And I want whats best for myself not what people want from me
-Hook-
I've been slacking when it comes to miraculously
Taking action for my own benefit
Always played the back while I watched and observed
A perfectionist
But all that scheming never made me a specialist
So you've gotta get out of your own way
Make a plan, take a stand
Make a goal to make a grand
Shoot for the highest, be it loot or to be the flyest
Need a boost? Go and find it
Find troops that'a be reliant
Cuz time spent reclining is defining the word waste
Choose a pace: Make a statement or stay in place
I used to be the latter, thinking I didn't matter
Looking at the ladder while my hunger was just getting louder
So I took the page, ripped the lines apart
Departed from my home, left my memories alone
Set about a journey that would make me feel worthy
It occurred to me that I never ever had to worry, I's a star
-Hook-
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Throne Suits ILL
04:18
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Get up off of your throne
Ruler of nothing while you're sitting at home
A few Youtube views doesn't get you to blow
Dapping 3 or 4 fans front row of the show
No money, no hotels, it's out of pocket
But the claim is king, man you've gotta stop it
Aim to gain crowns, they remain the same clowns
Obsessed with being king, they ain't own a thing
I understand competitive nature I do
But few can brag that the gold that they wearing is true
I've seen them post at the shows, their jewelry is used
Saw them walking from the bus, their wallet is bust
Wanna take over a scene, well that's alright
Have fun in a little town your whole life
Thinking internationally they've got me overseas
You ain't never seen me settle for crowns
Y'all cats slaves to the crown
-Hook-
Focused on the rings and blings
Y'all forget about the crucial things
Stay keeping it wrong
(The throne suits Ill)
Do you aspire to inspire or retire?
Be a liar or flip scripts, become messiah?
Become a writer, become pariah, become a sire
Live an entire life or lose an empire?
I tire quick of these rappers looking to capture
An imaginary throne, symbol of stature
But the weight of the crown just leads to collapse
Up and comers and killers the title attracts
I'm thinking it's a lack of security
Cats lacking maturity facing obscurity
Some want to be the best, some want to just sit back
Forget rap and try to escape hurriedly
Looking to change the situation
Replace a dark hole with the shiny embrace of fame
And while you change, the people can't relate
And then they want your spot and your head on a plate
-Hook-
I understand the confidence in your work
But a benjamin a beat doesn't equal being a jerk
And 100 doesn't mean that you're worth a cool G
When 10 minutes ago you were giving beats for free
And rappers are pulling the same shite
I'm skipping your show bro, I've gotta work tonight
The king of lipsynch, it's all hype
Rapping over your vocals? You don't deserve the mic
Yeah, and while y'all idly fret
There are folks making records that're hard to forget
Making legacies and catalogs you've gotta collect
Earning respect, never asking for the throne or a check
I'ma stay up in the stu, my time is better spent
Articulating my thoughts, getting better than I've ever been
You can spend your time fighting over meaningless things
The only crown I recognize is Sacramento Kings
-Hook-
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Finish Line
03:50
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I'm trying to get to the finish
Where the beginning begins, started here as a kid
Grew beards, got jobs, did shows with friends
Made names, did tours that we couldn't afford
Break backs to make that, my story isn't new
All our lives are based on that race to the line
A taste of getting high, the promise to make a climb
A modest estate you could create with your designs
Empty voyage for most
Devote the whole of your physical body you pay the toll
I'm done working for nothing but bowls of Ramen for lunch
Perfect timing required to get in front of the bunch
I took a punch, elbowed my way to the front
Ready for whatever, getting steadily better
Take all that I've learned and level up
Better than before, never settle for runner up
-Hook-
Make it to the finish line, the grind is done (done)
Look back on the ride like I was having fun
Relied on my desire to make it through the toughest times
Now I'm looking at the goal and the finish line
Wanna take that next step, wanna place that next bet
Wanna taste that new sweat from the wet of the roulette
Big goals require the most risk, gotta tape up fists
Bang with the consequence
Stopping once I cross the finish is nonsense
I feel like it's a new start to make your mark
Parked at the end, walked back to the starting gate
Never stopped moving, left food on the dinner plate
Sharp skills, money to eat good meals
Funding to make records our namesake, ill
Lung ahead when the legs give out along the route
For all that plus the justification to make my mom proud
Prove to myself I did right
After all those nights I fought with my own sight
Like I was seeing it wrong I knew I visioned the light
The finish line is long but I be making it tight
-Hook-
Always in pursuit of a trophy or a ring
I'ma lean on myself making sure the race sting
Seeing what it takes to get my name on a screen
Believing that It makes a difference to chase dreams
I used to sit around feeling like nothing was for me
But fortunately art had something to show me
Wrote poems for pretty girls ignoring me some
But those words got me to where I was rolling with them
Holding hands used to be the old finish
But then spitting would get me them digits
Essays to lock down them good grades
20 page papers to finish off my college days
What I am saying is the checkered flag is just a starting gate
the progress is measured by all the heart it take
Sometimes I wanna take a break
But that's what stands between fake and being great
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Cali Killed My Vibe
03:06
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By Now
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PreciseMC Sacramento
1/2 of the Sacramento CA hip-hop duo ILL EFFECT.
1/2 of the multi-state conglomerate SHERKNOCK POEMS. All of the Vermont hip-hop up-and-comer PreciseMC
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