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Hip hop
Philly
feel me
world
In this bubble of politics circle jerks and the crookedness I'm jettison from the grip that envelop men developing thick skin/ The fear of God up in they eyes from every line should be a sermon how I convert them to counterclockwise/
letting out sighs act as if its dyslectic try not to catch the message he conscious political preachy/ ya average nigga talk of gun drugs and hoes is beneath me/ I'm not afraid to reach the greatness innate still I embrace the labels/ breaking through your myopic view microscopic to a giant prone to go on a tirade the beast that fear made/ even corporations couldn't slow his pace a mix of love and rage engage them with a guile they tactics are futile/ I'm crafting my spaceship escaping jealously and hatred grilling faces on to bigger and better places/ highly mistaken thinking they petty cliques can stop intentions pragmatic with imagination and a Eagle vision
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Gotta get up gotta get out and do something my city's a bubble where they hand cuff him ugh
against all odds rejection and doubt in a bout against crabs who try to block ya man trajectory mad still gon blow
One of the illest that's around believe me I'll continue to put it down
people know
One of the illest that's around believe me I'll continue to put it down
ugh
Verse 2
In a place full of clutter with clarity some play the parody where the name and meaning meet a great disparity/ Philly sincerely bred the edge ever present behead the dead fed off the dysfunction drug and alcohol consumption I do nothing but inhale the staleness of my domicile/ profiling cops with stop and frisk seeking my exodus twist its nothing like it insisted upon staying inviting hostility is silly I see/ scared children with silent screams behind ya mug mean trust my inner conscious to accomplish what the ridged couldn't adjust/ freeing the gridlock waters with mercury and hemlock phrases is de-tox jotting them hymns free em heavenly with a grin/ surveyor of subtleties comprehend/ working with opposition my piston fueled by blind omission/ guess I'm driving by doubt taking real estate why ask permission throwing the middle finger to tradition
Chorus
Gotta get up gotta get out and do something my city's a bubble where they hand cuff him ugh
against all odds rejection and doubt in a bout against crabs who try to block ya man trajectory mad still gon blow
One of the illest that's around believe me I'll continue to put it down
people know
One of the illest that's around believe me I'll continue to put it down
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Stellar flow ironic how I got it from the cellar grandma Drucilla dusty records spinning would be propellers
family tells him its your natural calling recalling the rusty horns posters and crates would guide me to my present state
45 plates fisher price player light swinging close to my face reading titles and credits off the page idolize the way artist convey they souls
inner workings indebted to predecessors my ear drums was taking lessons who would have know
poems grown from what Marley and Isley shown exodus I manage on a voyage to Atlantis couldn't understand it at first
cousins rehearse verses for fun rewriting them as stanzas got more candid I found a landing of inner vision unspoken quiet would listen
documenting our everyday events was just for kicks how my kin provided me the perfect tool kit natural progression this is how the mind responded.
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what you won't do do for love
you tried everything but you don't give up
what you won't do do for love
you tried everything but you don't give up
Lycoming st. North Philly home for most of my years honing what you hear cousins cassettes caught in deck
rewind it with a pair of sissors or ya fingers listen closely to the radio for bangers sensed the anger angst and grit
folks herd the 36 chamber skit was barely kid grands flipped snatched it yet I mastered the rapping bit
repetition took some years to figure the saying math and slang as I made my way hydroplaning on the astral plane
minds the capsule capture what they call nostalgia a reflection how developed my style down to vocal inflections
music collection extensive comprehensive the influence from the old to new a student tutored by no institution
fluid or staccato conceptual or bottled in a braggadocios note which the illadelp provoked
thinking how to script more mind bending quotes uncensored wisdoms of youth they cringe at what I wrote
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what you won't do do for love
you tried everything but you don't give up
what you won't do do for love
you tried everything but you don't give up
tried everything but you wont give up
everything but you wont give up
you tried everything but you won't give up
up uuuuup uuuuup uuuuup
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So go to war for your country go and die kill the hungry coming home to no job or no money
you've been lied to despised played the dumb shown a dream that most can't afford 1984
So go to war for your country go and die kill the hungry coming home to no job or no money
you've been lied to despised played the dumb shown a dream that most can't afford 1984
So go to war for your country go and die kill the hungry coming home to no job or no money
you've been lied to despised played the dumb shown a dream that most can't afford 1984
So go to war for your country go and die kill the hungry coming home to no job or no money
you've been lied to despised played the dumb shown a dream that most can't afford 1984
Abdul the oldest of 4 and for his family he wanted to do more bright child gentle soul house hold the working poor
he explored several options to enhance his finance college was there needed student loans summer jobs not a chance
glanced at the army brochure unsure of future thinking war is nothing more than a first person shooter game
he took the test and placed in infantry all he sees is benefits income college degree and wanted to be a fighter pilot
now hes dodging metal objects in Afghanistan the land resembles the death of man or the moon full of craters mortar shells
from foreign invaders front line where the risk of peril much greater if you could savior the stench of death charred flesh
gunpowder chipped at his psyche his soul devoured cowardice replaced the bravery say its bout freedom today it seems
they guarding resources armed forces are mercenaries deception buried with civilians witness women men and children vaporized
women raped blood covered eyes babies crying from rubble of buildings thats bombed out keep it under raps general public can't find out
savagery anatomy on display and daily friendly fire sends a flagged casket away and dog tags racial epithets from said comrades
I body bagged a couple of sand niggas Allah couldn't fix depleted uranium adds to the picture
concealed his feelings in the barracks next to family pictures and letters get home safe his homie jake when AWOL watching men in droved turn to pillars of salt
slight torture but the final insult he caught a bullet in the lung from a private contracted gun overhauled the operation escaping war home from his first tour
night shakes sweat rushing daily out his pours clinically depressed no job a flash of faces who died his nerves were through he had to be 302ed
labeled disabled the SSI will have to do in a search of stability gain despair and the agony recall the tragedy
So go to war for your country go and die kill the hungry coming home to no job or no money
you've been lied to despised played the dumb shown a dream that most can't afford 1984
So go to war for your country go and die kill the hungry coming home to no job or no money
you've been lied to despised played the dumb shown a dream that most can't afford 1984
So go to war for your country go and die kill the hungry coming home to no job or no money
you've been lied to despised played the dumb shown a dream that most can't afford 1984
So go to war for your country go and die kill the hungry coming home to no job or no money
you've been lied to despised played the dumb shown a dream that most can't afford 1984
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most of my heroes were murdered or ostracized, so how could i accommodate the lies, i see why niggas afraid to ride plus standing up suicide when you collide with corporate interest where the power lies, afraid to die, why’s our leadership predetermined, how many earn the position qualified, the first to lay they lives down and sacrifice the brave we venerate deify continue backwards ways and misbehave, pick off since the Roman times from stone to crucifixion to lynching to bullets of assassins who were paid to pull it foolish to have a sense of agency leaders names are screamed, niggas benedicts, playing for the wrong team, but of convenience front runners cowardice and scared to ride true leaders in the trenches treated second class as B Sides
Hook
Treat our leaders like they B Sides aint to many people gone ride treat our leaders like they B sides
Treat em like they B Sides aint to many people gone ride treat our leaders like they B sides
Treat em like they B Sides aint to many people gone ride treat our leaders like they B sides
B Sides...B Sides...B Sides B sides
Why be a leader for plight of the people when martyrdom is sure to meet you hostile and deceitful I see two options either co-opt you or red dot you odds are colossal and whats the prize of giving life when ideas die ? perception-wise, reconstructed injustice, human rights are obstructed message taken mistaken used for commercial purposes reason for standing and speaking and the averted perverted escapist delusion and drug consumption adds to confusion losing heroes to heroin and betrayal Colonize they pass the nails to impale the limbs of prophetic woman and men who meet they end short of they goal niggas in mind control they love the same traps of killin those who address where they at the reverance tends to pale to the hate they face the cells of opposition wires their place , the fakes ya’ll admiring in dire states the fall of man and synthetic brands of leadership in their place
its the bsides
aint to many people gone ride treat our leaders like they B sides
Treated like they B Sides aint to many people gone ride treat our leaders like they B sides
Treat em leaders like they B Sides aint to many people gone ride treat our leaders like they B sides
B Sides...B Sides...B Sides b sides
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Imagine or maybe don't won't think sink and blink into an existence where rarely two people are distinct
bodies are covered in ink hot ladies drunken and open execs position for rank and federal notes can't fold em
open bar posted car suspension tight hover over rodes only hitting green lights foreign engineering steering
while admires staring make your lady bounce in some ride I mispronounced the name of dying to be famous strangers with
the same dress code glow of fluorescent bulbs accentuate her shape greater than eight in that dress
in my interest to find a mate to consummate tonight DJs recycle soulless tunes the crowd grows excited
invite em to my spot the hotel her girl Janel want in no details just nail marks balconies screams and biting
cameras and camcorders no reporter at the murder scene slayer of VJ wit me they run relay while stars wither away
to day light replaying every night the life of comfort and excess is expressed to impress the simps
watch the actions of the rich with a high definition view listen come and take a glimpse
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Welcome to the land of Synth imagination it don't exist
synthesized believe the lies computerize a soulless vibe
welcome to the land of clones to be original your alone
automated to join the drones make a left at trite you should feel right at home
Join the masquerade before she go out gotta put on her face men ain't enough with machines she interfaces
vibrating listen to stations automated shaking while the dollars drape the stage fully engaged the pole
custom made jewelry my neck holding civil suits in south of France looking for new recruits in Spain they salute
like the Moors open the doors of the Alhambra villas no hassle royal with crooks and castles
one blink past you foreign accounts is tax free minerals are gold and silver yet I'm getting oil money
fossil fuels the plane exotic foods footwear insane fresh imported crocodile straight from the Nile
you rappers in denial I'm dialed in Canary Island Nautical pilot politicking how to get from wealthy to rich
more chances we dynastic the backwards will probably never catch it what is this
The Land of Synth
Chorus
Welcome to the land of Synth imagination it don't exist
synthesized believe the lies computerize a soulless vibe
welcome to the land of clones to be original your alone
automated to join the drones make a left at trite you should feel right at home
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Imagine or maybe don't won't think sink and blink into an existence where rarely two people are distinct
bodies are covered in ink hot ladies drunken and open execs position for rank and federal notes can't fold em
open bar posted car suspension tight hover over rodes only hitting green lights foreign engineering steering
while admires staring make your lady bounce in some ride I mispronounced the name of dying to be famous strangers with
the same dress code glow of fluorescent bulbs accentuate her shape greater than eight in that dress
in my interest to find a mate to consummate tonight DJs recycle soulless tunes the crowd grows excited
invite em to my spot the hotel her girl Janel want in no details just nail marks balconies screams and biting
cameras and camcorders no reporter at the murder scene slayer of VJ wit me they run relay while stars wither away
to day light replaying every night the life of comfort and excess is expressed to impress the simps
watch the actions of the rich with a high definition view listen come and take a glimpse
Chorus
Welcome to the Land of Synth
Join the masquerade before she go out gotta put on her face men ain't enough with machines she interfaces
vibrating listen to stations automated shaking while the dollars drape the stage fully engaged the pole
custom made jewelry my neck holding civil suits in south of France looking for new recruits in Spain they salute
like the Moors open the doors of the Alhambra villas no hassle royal with crooks and castles
one blink past you foreign accounts is tax free minerals are gold and silver yet I'm getting oil money
fossil fuels the plane exotic foods footwear insane fresh imported crocodile straight from the Nile
you rappers in denial I'm dialed in Canary Island Nautical pilot politicking how to get from wealthy to rich
more chances we dynastic the backwards will probably never catch it what is this
The Land of Synth
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Live love love life
live love love life
live love love life
live love love life
we live love and love life every minute pivotal in it right you only remember current invite we casted down on earth from God's light
we strive and we learn and we grow and we fight to live love and love life each season has meaning in this cycle to convey
praying for patience and wisdom to exalt internal rays so my goal transcending to heavens eternity
releasing grief increase peace yet I prep for battle against spirits and goals I wield gavels in this war unraveled between the psyche and heart
conflict internal potential tearing nations to shards I start to give thank and get right strive result of internal gripe
in search of perfection from several past lives the heist in the land of synth ignore the spirit indulge in the impotence
imminent is death next step the transubstantiation creation I am shedding hatreds cocoon the phlegm is sin
again the root of evil is the feel or sense of lack externalize posessions internal you can't match and thats why
I live love and love love life against the short of breath hate and spite and thats why I live love and love life despite the pitfalls of all types
and thats why Ilve love and love life every minute pivotal in it right you only remember current invite we casted down on earth from God's light
we strive and we learn and we grow and we fight to
Live love love life and thats why I
live love love life and thats why I
live love love life
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What are we.... what is this...excellence...excellence
What are we.... what is this...excellence...excellence
I sing the praise of my predessors the measure of what I write the flow in MDU NTR
scripted diivine insight language ingited epiphanies from the epicenter of my epic memory all in synergy
I place my energy in higher self sand in my tims at the feet of pyramids kings with likeness of him
connection felt Tutankhamen when I'm rhyming without the wraps or gold I still remind them shining brilliant
story or the myth in fullfillment from Ibis to Falcon to Moors to Nation to Malcolm and 80s outcome
elevate the fallen state of aboriginals it literal era's pivotal thats mirrored in the digtal
few get it tho from the 5% to 10 with wicked intentions legends crack the 85 with unconvential writtens
its all in tradition forget permission of corporations quickening next dimensional MCs awakening
Ode to the past and the pioneers main reason why I'm here something corporations fear and they can't stop
what we call it God Hop raise the octave when I rock what we call it God Hop
what we call it God hop
what we call it God hop
From pyramids to mounds that map meridians now it hard for most heads to comprehend nouns
my Illiad expounds on the seige of this city Philly filthy which built me had many killed
DMT from my first eye cause me to spill extremely high frequency from elf waves that the radio plays the parasitic prey upon the people
they mortified by the tide that changing to balance the evil immortals greet you
angels came but those wit calcifed pineal glands rarely understand the spiritual stance
enhance the devils hand and does his bidding to keep hiding our kind knowledge of self forbidden in this arrogance minds
a crime how payolla and outsides taken over appraising the medoicre they try to trace
inspiration that helps one innovate here to claim my rightful space not the thrown that hand me downs venerate
Ode to present day and right now against all odds creating out sound
corporate fictions dumbfounded they can't stop what we call it God Hop
innovate whenever I rock what we call it God Hop
what we call it God hop
what we call it God hop
Ancient futuristic natural mystic when I graph indented impact impedes stampe of Mcs they turning timid
they call it vintage yet reinvigorate claim they outerspace I speak from innerspace ventilate these melodies
template created by Archatron I'm the archetype that architect the arch out legacy is on prefferbly I'm coressponding with
cosmic aligment coronal mass ejection thats altering climate black matter comet can't comment
the force behind it can silence hordes transform acclaim claim its in vain
meterologist couldn't predict this reign mecurial most high as the pilot I astral plane
only one thing remains is God hop something corporations they can't stop
only one thing remains is God hop something corporations they can't stop
Ode to the yet to be and unborn transform and carry on
transformative the corporations can't stop
what we call it god hop
heritage of this is hip hop and we call it God Hop
what we call it God hop
what we call it God hop
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Yo
Photogenic phrases they tell me quil slow ya pace they'll never catch ya statements
mind is the projector cosmos convey creations saying that you closer to the essence or the
angels no my angle is to aim through the diversions that revert them into chips
mere blips on the screen of someone else existence as some attempt to fit into those meager roles
play second fiddle an image grows that paints the pixel into clear crystal
who dares to shape this realm from the mind stands at the helm of the Human family defines understanding
my serotonin zoning envision prophecy thats self fulling constructed from images that I'm building
engineer the present for my children's children revealing a skill they said was insignificant or unreal the unknown
where some feel uncomfortable spontaneously structured imagination is whats ruptured got the power to convey the unseen conductor graph er and constructor
giving reality its structure if you
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If you just imagine what you can be
as I convey things from the unseen
vivid scenes turn serene as my eyes close
develop negatives from pictures of the unknown
If you just imagine what you can be
as I convey things from the unseen
vivid scenes turn serene as my eyes close
eyes close as my eyes close
You ever peep fear in the eyes of those who can't conceptualize your reference continue to cling to they limited learned perspective
giving thanks for those who refuse to lean on their blind acceptance giving thanks to what they knew
the tried not always true all praises do to innovators pioneering love belief and labor to places that most couldn't see
irrational reaction creative countless unknown with passion with boundaries that gave no satisfaction
see what happens when you out the circumference of your comfort take some faith
but more critical thinking open mindedness and patience
countless doubters in them baby stages who had imagination buried at their kindergarten ages amazing.
If you imagine all that you can be
Believe conceive
if you imagine all that you can be
unseen to seen
If you imagine all that you can be
Believe conceive
if you imagine all that you can be
unseen to seen
If you imagine all that you can be
Believe conceive
if you imagine all that you can be
unseen to seen
Imagine what you can be
imagine what you can be
imagine what you can be
imagine what you can be 4x
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From celestial to terrestrial since my arrival foes been skeptical but can't test me tho next to show
how I took that dirt they threw on my name and gain sustenance and converted phenomenon
the foundation I build upon mother spawned me feet first knew my purpose perseverance grew while the news paint us worthless struggle seeking paths and distractions and detractors and fall to insecurities fear factors
psyche captured in this flesh and bone material realm temporary my home
no stone on my temple or coincidence what I been through draw kinetic from potential
thoughts condensed its the fruit of my labor greater I been more than bout paper
channel the Creator crystallize vision tangible built via work some favor
preserve maybe the reason I'm here reverence for authority rare was already here
reincarnated some years ago was born wit a flow rarely would know
decisions choose and just all that they would accrue to my mythology
paramount and just how I grew through FEAR
where the wicked have dominion facts are covered by bias and opinions I'm coming for the
coming
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coming for the Kingdom
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coming for the Kingdom
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coming for the Kingdom
Ain't a place on this globe that I'm not aboriginal to abstracted from source or origin status you cannot refute I'm usually focused on heavens my queen required attention on matters of 3 dimensions attacking of all the senses witness the rise watching the fear in their eyes where ego are folded and bitterness tasted from those who tried to erase him but couldn't come up with replacements adjacent to nothing but the creator desire drives me to be greater Ive been in this game since about 08 look at all the hate that the city creates corporate fictions tremble from my conviction paved by pure intentions secretly the powers that be listen cause they hope and wishing the masses never get a hold of this radio play they will resist when they know alternatives exist to abolish all the nonsense cant control what most high invents to invert what greed has perverted keep building face of resilience though seems that all is deserted HERE where the wicked have dominion facts are buried by bias and opinions I'm coming for the
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coming for the Kingdom
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Been no gimmick timid in my presences kingdom that I'm repping powerful so they wont disrespect it cause I keep a message check who speaking reckless they love the filth in Philly man fuck this city I want the globe all four corners disrobe the emperors pretenders diminished finish the finicky fake this is your wake watch me decimate em my energy great the look on their face desperation hate cause they intimidated who needs Freemasons self mastery breeds illumination as I intrude exude elements earth wind and fire water as I dispel sixth sense ether speakers my lineage wisdom teachers who seeking truth materialize my thoughts you cant refute disputed now all my doubters look foolish and clueless and lust for dollars and idolatry legendary ones touted destined in my natal chart to innovate this artistry yes its from the heart of me HERE where the wicked have dominion facts are clouded by bias and opinions Im coming for the
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released November 30, 2012
Recording and at Bright lady studio (NC) The FN studio (Philadelphia, Pa), Arckatron studio(Philadelphia, PA)
Mixed at Arckaton Studio Philadelphia, PA