Kendrick Lamar Duckworth (born June 17, 1987), simply known as Kendrick Lamar, is an American rapper and songwriter from Compton, California currently signed to Top Dawg, Aftermath and Interscope. He first gained major attention after the release of his 2010 mixtape Overly Dedicated. In 2011, his album Section.80, released exclusively through iTunes, instantly ranked as one of the top digital hip hop releases of the year. Lamar has amassed a large internet following, is a member of hip hop collective Black Hippy, along with Jay Rock, Schoolboy Q and Ab-Soul, and has worked with Snoop Dogg, Dr. Dre, Wiz Khalifa, Game, Drake, Busta Rhymes and Tech N9ne among other popular artists.
Mike D'Angelo (born 1968) is the chief film critic for Esquire. He regularly contributes film reviews to Las Vegas Weekly and Nerve, and maintains a personal website, The Man Who Viewed Too Much.
One of the first notable online film critics, D'Angelo created his site and began self-publishing short reviews in August 1995. In January 1997, Entertainment Weekly included The Man Who Viewed Too Much in an article about Internet film criticism, which was then in its infancy. The magazine subsequently hired him to write capsule film reviews for its video section. After contributing to Entertainment Weekly for three years, he became the chief film critic for Time Out New York (2000–2004) before moving to Esquire. His writing has also appeared in Variety, The Village Voice, the Salt Lake City Weekly and the Nashville Scene.
D'Angelo is a member of the New York Film Critics Circle. He lives in a suburb outside Los Angeles, CA.
Michael Diamond, better known as Mike D (born November 20, 1965), is a founding member of New York City hip hop group the Beastie Boys. Mike D raps, sings, and plays drums alongside fellow members MCA, Ad-Rock and Mix Master Mike.
Mike D was born in New York City. Mike was raised in an upper-middle-class Jewish household. He attended Vassar College in Poughkeepsie, New York for six months.
In 1979, Diamond co-founded the band The Young Aborigines. In 1981, Adam Yauch, aka MCA, a friend and follower of the band became their bass player, and from the suggestion of their then-guitar player, John Berry, the band changed their name to the Beastie Boys. By 1983, Adam Horovitz (Ad-Rock) joined to form the lasting Beastie Boys trio, and their sound began to shift away from punk to hip-hop. In 1992, Mike D founded the Beastie Boys' now-defunct record label Grand Royal Records.
In 1993, Mike married film, television and music video director Tamra Davis. They have two boys, Skyler and Davis. He has two brothers, Stephen and David.
Marvin Pentz Gay, Jr. (April 2, 1939 – April 1, 1984), better known by his stage name Marvin Gaye (he added the 'e' as a young man), was an acclaimed American singer-songwriter and musician with a three-octave vocal range, who achieved major success in the 1960s and 1970s as an artist for the Motown Records label. He was shot dead by his father on April 1, 1984.
Starting his career as a member of the doo-wop group The Moonglows in the late 1950s, he ventured into a solo career after the group disbanded in 1960, signing with Motown Records subsidiary, Tamla. He started off as a session drummer, but later ranked as the label's top-selling solo artist during the 1960s. He was crowned "The Prince of Motown" and "The Prince of Soul". because of solo hits such as "How Sweet It Is (To Be Loved by You)", "Ain't That Peculiar", "I Heard It Through the Grapevine," and his duet singles with singers such as Mary Wells and Tammi Terrell.
His work in the early- and mid-1970s included the albums, What's Going On, Let's Get It On, and I Want You, which helped influence the quiet storm, urban adult contemporary, and slow jam genres. After a self-imposed European exile in the early 1980s, Gaye returned on the 1982 Grammy-Award winning hit, "Sexual Healing" and the Midnight Love album before his death.
[Verse]
You n-ggas playing with fire cause I command the entire
Empire State, if he state he king he a liar
Although I admire the confidence you've acquired
But put a n-gga up against Mys', it's quiet
But thank you, now I'm inspired to put you n-ggas in graves
Ingraving your tombstone ''Lord, n-gga was brave''
You n-ggas is just waves, I am an ocean
My motion is controlling like most of the east coast and
N-gga want bread, I told him you need toastings
Sometimes negative brings positive results in
I'm melting all of you n-ggas like wax on this wax
Most of these rappers is wack and that's facts
Ask some n-ggas in the mac if they listen to y'all fiction
Painting pictures of life, that's my jurisdiction
Jewish, Christians, Baptists, Muslims
Scholars, hippies, trappers, hoodlums
I ball with any being, beliveing in authenticity
This money shit these rappers be screaming don't mean shit to me
Before you think you f-cking with me know the history
I've been the truth
Since '98, they've mentioned me
Instantly when they speaking on seeking the real lyrically
(I kill all you n-ggas) I'm speaking for real, seriously
Game tell your homie he controlling the west
But this NY shit is on me, show some respect
I know you just don't expect to be crowned in my town
After all the f-cking
Years I've been putting it down
While you was riding around hiding in your mom's minivan
I was robbing around with hammers riding for my city, fam
Before it was 50, fam, it was Mysonne lefty
Rap motherf-ckers would all love to forget me
50 grams of the Whitney, 100 pounds of the sticky
All my boys in the hood, but I ain't trying to be Ricky
I'm doughboy with a flow, boy, so you know, boy
I'm a grown ass man, you ain't playing with no boy
You ain't playing with no
Toy, I'm a ticking timebomb
Heard his shit he was spittin' and it clicked like ''it's time, son''
Yeah, this the shit that I'm on
You internet n-ggas gon' need to click in and sign on
It's where I'm gon' have n-ggas saying I'm sick and my mind gone
Fish you, n-gga, that's getting this grind on
(Talk to them Mys') I'm Biggie, Jay Z and Nas
They gon' say I'm crazy, but Biggie gave me these bars
The shit this n-ggas sayin' be okay with them frauds
They get constellation prizes, but n-ggas ain't even stars
F-ck the cars n-ggas drive
The bars I provide got n-ggas hype
Banging on them bars trapped inside
You a good kid in a mad city, I'm a bad kid in a bad city
I've been getting in n-ggas ass, ask Diddy
Pause - now I'm back up on my bullshit
Hoodie on, scully on, black wool shit
Maino murder, Pat French, Vado
All of my n-ggas, but they know just like I know
I'm certified and I am lyrically a crime
So like Jay Z said it, New York City is mine
If I named you I respect you, if I don't then forget you
I respect the n-ggas you got that protect you
Motherf-ckers must have forgot that I am special
To the streets and to the art of hip hop, I am essential
Tell whoever sent you you n-ggas is all fired
Terminated, services no longer required
The nervous shit that you lames are spitting done expired
I pray a n-gga say my name, let 'em try it
I quiet a n-gga riot, I put a n-gga on dieta
I'm an underdog, it's David against Goliath
Maybe they could deny it if I just wasn't so different
If I was spitting lame shit all the others was spitting
I do a n-gga filthy, freestyle or written
Look, I cook a n-gga in every pot in my kitchen
Put 'em outt,a commission, finally got 'em to listen
To my gospel I'm an impossible mission
I promised all my n-ggas when I got out of prison
I'll bring the city back, now the statue is risen
N-gga
[Outro]
Are you not entertained?
Is this not why you're here?
Haha, hip hop is back
I'mma straight kill you n-ggas
Yo, I look scared? Huh?
Teamsters, I look scared in here? Huh?
When I go through the hood do I tuck my chain in? Huh?
Do I be in the hood with bodyguards? I thought not
Now look what y'all made me do
I was just good wit' my shiny suit
I wasn't botherin' nobody
I was just throwin' my rollie in the sky
Now look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Lood what you made me do
I ain't even here to play wit' you
What, what, Wanna Blow, what
Yo, Mase hop out the blue Lex wit' about two tecs
Spit fourteen got about two left
If one vest is thin then rock two vest
Triple platinum and only in the U.S
I'm the Harlem-World-slash-All-Out-dot-com
My con, if you could buy Cris' then why buy Don
All you cats at rah-rah-Betty-dot-com
Wanna see a hundred grand then look at my arm
You think I wanna take this too far in a Rugar
Put a hollow bullet through y'all
Have cats at ya wake come out of New York
And ya body in the Salt Lake out in Utah
So you are feel good, leave the country
And then all you are, Spain, baggage claim and they yellin' bonsoir
You think I'm comfy, think Mase won't go home free
Think I'm satisfied make 20 grand monthly
Wanna lump me, walk through clubs they bump me
Wanna tell all they bone chickens how they jump me
They can't wait to see the paramedics come to pump me
While they OT, I'm O.C., I'm out the country
Uh, uh, uh
If you love me, I love you
The same way you trust me, I trust you
The same way you hug me nigga, I'll hug you
The first time it's fuck me nigga, it's fuck you
Nigga, if you love me, I love you
The same way you trust me, I trust you
The same way you hug me nigga, I'll hug you
The first time it's fuck me nigga, it's fuck you
Fuck you
Yo, being at the wrong place at the wrong time
Get some cowards killed and some get long time
I roll wit cats who would roll for me
Bust a gun for cats who will bust for me
Did some wrong, I did some right
I lived the life, sometime I think what will my kids look like
Rarely talk even wit a chick I like
I'm here 'till Thursday, don't make me switch my flight
Don't get your moms caught in the middle of the night
Don't look good for your son but the kid could fight
And yo, you can't prolong but for so long
When it's God playin', no man could hold on
Nigga, I be real when the act be over
See you at the light and snatch your black rover
Cook my coke and crack without the shoulder
And don't mind bustin' a gat without a motive
Uh, uh, uh
If you love me, I love you
The same way you trust me, I trust you
The same way you hug me nigga, I'll hug you
The first time it's fuck me nigga, it's fuck you
Nigga, if you love me, I love you
The same way you trust me, I trust you
The same way you hug me nigga, I'll hug you
The first time it's fuck me nigga, it's fuck you
Fuck you
Double Up, Double Up
What, what, my Teamsters
What, what, my Teamsters
What, what, All Out
Uh, it don't stop
Yeah, ya don't stop, what
Uh, uh, uh
Yo, yo
You know a lot of people talkin' 'bout doin' the kid
Never leave witnesses that knew what I did
You wanna harm me cat, bring five of your best
Put two in your ribs and five in your chest and five in the vest
Cat cosign and get the five that's left
Want suicide nigga, I provide your death
No nigga's in the street that die for less
So why confess? We won't leave alive
Unless you keep your feet up frontin' in the jeep
Cuz nigga's who I'm wit spit nothin at your feet
Red dot head shot, fluorescent green beam
For them niggas who test my team
And when your joint jam, my joint'll bust
I kidnap friends cuz the money is a must
And to be real wit' you I feel for you
Cuz two to the head is how I deal wit you
I ain't playin'
Uh, uh, uh
If you love me, I love you
The same way you trust me, I trust you
The same way you hug me nigga, I'll hug you
The first time it's fuck me nigga, it's fuck you
Nigga, if you love me, I love you
The same way you trust me, I trust you
The same way you hug me nigga, I'll hug you
The first time it's fuck me nigga, it's fuck you
Fuck you
I don't even know you, nigga
I don't even know you, nigga (What)
I don't even know you, nigga
I don't even know you, nigga (What)
I don't even know you, nigga
I don't even know you, nigga (What)
I don't even know you, nigga
I don't even know you, nigga
I don't even know you, nigga
I don't even know you, nigga
Big Shyne
Myse
Wanna Blow
H World
The Movement
The Teamsters
Uh, All Out
That's what family means
Ain't nobody else count
Nobody else count
Nobody else count
Nobody else count
Straight Fam'
You ain't family, nigga?
I don't even know you, nigga
What, what, what
Take it how you wanna take it
[Hook]
Girls around me, girls around, girls around me
Girls around me, girls around, girls around me
Girls around me, girls around, girls around me
Girls around me, girls around, girls around me
Hey yo, my freedom is my rebirth
As shawty breast feeding me
I instagram that hoe
Now everyday she tweeting me
Got a rolex on my wrist, got millions in my vision
A bunch of co's they saying damn this nigga shittin
I got shawties running round, and they ain't got no panties on
Lookin for rihanna, yeah I'm tryian get my grammy on
And I ain't gonna kiss and tell
I might kiss and watch
Still having visions of prison and I'm missin pac
But keep twerkin at it now make that pussy pop
A cold world but damn girl that pussy hot
Now me I'm on some g shit, but if it's gonn be shit
I ain't headin off in that damn sure ain't see shit
You fuckin with a pimp though
I ain't got a limp though
I like it wet but it can't have no sympthoms
She said she want a boss so I told her well you found me
That's why I got these goons and the girls all around me
[Hook]
Girls around me, girls around, girls around me
Girls around me, girls around, girls around me
Girls around me, girls around, girls around me
Girls around me, girls around, girls around me
I got these girls all around me, g's that pound me
Got pounds of that loud, I'm a king bitch crown me
Yeah she goin down on her knees, quick crowley
She calls me a boss, she's lost and she found me
I never love her though, all I do is come and go
Got hollywood hoes, with a nigga from the gutter so
When I'm done, it's off to another hoe
And I'ma pass the other hoe, off to my brothers so
Chris pause that, give me that assist
She call me foul cause I'm getting that assist
But we just fuck once, we ain't even kiss
And females love those, isn't that a bitch
I switch hoes like socks
I know a hoe gonn go with a nigga with a nice watch
She going home with me tonight, watch
She wanna bring a girl so when we done, I might watch!
[Hook]
Girls around me, girls around, girls around me
Girls around me, girls around, girls around me
Girls around me, girls around, girls around me
Girls around me, girls around, girls around me
Bad bitches all around, bunch of bands on the ground
Fat asses in my face, both hands on it now
Mami ain't got a waist, ass so soft and round
I'm all the way turnt up,
Yep, it's going down, I'm a magnet
To these ratchets, she throw it, I catch it
She said she love my fly, I smile and say you match it
It ain't just your booty you got beauty like a pagent
But it's pimpin here, whan I hit it yeah
I'ma disappear like magic
[Hook]
Girls around me, girls around, girls around me
Girls around me, girls around, girls around me
Girls around me, girls around, girls around me
[Hook]
At the top it's just us, nigga, it's us
But I don't reallt trust niggas, I don't
You us, it's just us nigga, it's us
But I don't reallt trust niggas,
We gangsters, we don't fuck with niggas
At the top is where you see us nigga
Since a younging bitch we been them niggas
Since a younging bitch we been them niggas
It's just us nigga, fuck niggas,
That's right, fuck niggas
I don't trust none of y'all
Lame ass, fuck niggas
What nigga, say something,
My young boys will spray some
We really bout that, yeah
Dumb boys, they front
We don't discriminate
You play then you gotta go
Line em up, knock em down like domino
Vamonos, adios, headshots, body blows
I don't know who told these niggas that I don't go
I gotta hold that blow like the wind
Another hoe that do the same thing like they twins
We going hard, cause any day like the end
These fake niggas play like your friends
That's why
These niggas ain't my material,
Ain't cut from the same material
There's a general peace to em
While I put the heat to em
The defeat for em
They can't eat from the plate that we eat from
Cause we deep up, and the songs where the money come
And when the law come, we don't know how to run son
I let the gun bang, bang, throw dumb dumbs
Here the money's longs come fuck where I come from
Bitch I took in brooklyn, cause I move like a crooklin
Call me brooklyn or move a little butt
Cause I gun butt niggas with the 40 clip when it's on top
...andrew luck, cause he playin with the colt, 44
Like the doors of the range rover
And if he say us one more, it's time
Nigga I'm shinin 99 with a 9 in the club
But I'm a dope in this hood,
And I'ma hit, hit thug
Tell em play ...what, what
As I took plenty cars to the puff from the lot
When they me ...us down
Niggas like who them clowns
You know the rules nigga lay down
Old bitch nigga lay down
You know the rules nigga lay down
Old bitch nigga lay down
[Hook]
At the top it's just us, nigga, it's us
But I don't reallt trust niggas, I don't
You us, it's just us nigga, it's us
But I don't reallt trust niggas,
We gangsters, we don't fuck with niggas
At the top is where you see us nigga
Since a younging bitch we been them niggas
Since a younging bitch we been them niggas
You fuck with one, you fuck with all
We keep it real street, you don't run it all
You never saw hammers bust so before
We real killers, now wanna see more?
I'm addicted to that dope shit, watch how that dope flip
Us in the building, said that thing bout to go click
Let a nigga act up, watch how he back up
When he hear the sound of that thing go black out
I'm original, ex criminal, bring it to anybody that wanna talk subliminal
Real nigga shit, send my us boys, they will get rid of you
No masses, just ratchets, bullet proof vest boots and tactics
We balling, like mavericks, y'all fuck boys lookin real average
We chop that dough fool, real mama cook that soul food
And hustle, that duffle
Got more greens thang hong fu
I don't hate on niggas, tell me body wanna hate on me
Let's just agree to disagree
Yeah let the situation be
Been all up in them sell boss, your characteristics don't tell at all
Either transparent, you keep it talk
My gangsterism gonn let me know
Fight cuts you gun butts in them niggas that I can't trust
You know this money lay around, I'ma fuck around
And kill one of you niggas for fuckin it up
I hate rats, disloyal niggas, if death...
Them natreys gonn roll you niggas like white
Hold up, let me load my gun up
Run sex...you fuck boys, for tryina slow my numbers
It's us gang, respect the movement
The people chose us, dick we ain't choosin
I was in the kitchen just mindin my bizz
And I said let's flip this thing to music
And I won't charge...father show you how fast illusion
Like run up on you, smokin a blunt shit
And everything you live for proof to move it
Gangster shit, it's not the movies...
And I'm a casket boy, certified, let it go quick boy
Like I ain't do shit, duffle bag I do love
Get found in abandoned building,
In the dark, somewhere alone just for fuckin with us
It's just us nigga, industry filled with fuck niggas
So fuck niggas, make me reach out and touch niggas
I'm tryian walk straight and make a mill or 2
These fucking rappers rich and 40's what a miller do
Some niggas talking coke, some niggas talking bricks
Your favorite rapper, he a liar, he just talking shit
I'm here to speak the truth and I'm about that mess
That money motive, pistol pete, can't leave out that sex
We from the bronx, grinding, grinding at the top nigga
From the cop, and you snitches all you hot niggas
It's just us nigga, loyalty a must nigga
My niggas here poppin molly smoking dust niggas
Don't give a fuck niggas, witness is to buck niggas
And go to jail in that yard and cut niggas
Some niggas rocking flags, some niggas rocking ice
(Verse)
I miss you, baby, no if’s and maybe’s,
Your silence is driving me crazy,
Just pick up the phone, you drive me so sick and alone,
Let’s talk about it, let me just come home, please, let me make it up.
The thought of us breaking up got me waking up in cold sweats and shaking up.
It ain’t enough that I’m crying,
Trying to hold it all in, but I can’t, it’s like I’m dying.
All the lying, cheating, sneaking,
The secret meetings with her on the weekend
Is over, I told her we’re done,
Is gonna take a lot to get over this one.
I know I really messed up, feeling all F’ed up,
Let’s put it in the past, I know, I feel in chest, but
I’m sorry, I need you, I love you,
I just wanna see you and hug you, I need you.
Nobody said it would be perfect, but I know it’s worth it,
You know I ain’t hurt you on purpose.
I know that you’re nervous, thinking can you trust me?
Will he cheat again or can he be with just me?
Just let me prove that I’ve changed
Before you change the locks and you move out my things.
Let me show you that I love you, cause you know I does,
Baby girl, let me make it like it was.
And I know you’re gonna say that love ain’t enough,
But it’s the foundation for all the other stuff.
All we got is us, the good outweight the bad,
Don’t throw away all the good times that we had.
All the nights that you lied by my side,
Pacts that we made, the nights that you cried,
Shared all your secrets, I whipped out your eyes,
[Intro:]
Aha, the 2 Chainz on this one
I just had to ball this!
Cause I'm so different
Look how I did this!
I said, my song!
I said I'm different, I'm gifted
2 Chainz to be, I ripped it!
Nigga told me to wait in line, I skipped it
He said no, must chill, I don't listen
But I'm wishing a nigga would
Had them us boys going ham in the nigga hood
Bam bam in the nigga hood
Certified, anywhere I am, a nigga good!
So a nigga should act right (why?)
For a leave the nigga smoking like a crack pipe
Fake niggas want it back right
I tell them niggas run back,
And tell them that I'm back like
I ain't never leave, get 'em
We're jeezy, he said he could get them turn the key
Or was that young buck in Tennessee?
Oh, I don't know, I gotta fuck that memory,
Nigga gonna remember me!
My song left me, gone right in that right palm
Icon, yes me!
You don't wanna test me
Right or wrong, trust me!
You'll be fighting for your life on that reast beat
Like, uh, uh, uh
I'm one bad motherfucker
The gun gonna block, your girl I could fuck her
And she let it suck, so I call her sucker!
You're a sucker for love ass nigga
Don't fuck, just trick, kiss and hug, ass nigga!
She said she want a thug ass nigga
That fuck, put a face in rug ass nigga!
That's me!
I'm different, I'm different
Nigga, I'm different!
I'm different, I'm different
Nigga, I'm different!
Pull up to this party, your bitch missing
Pull up to this party, your bitch missing
[Hook]
At the top it’s just us, nigga, it’s us
But I don’t reallt trust niggas, I don’t
You us, it’s just us nigga, it’s us
But I don’t reallt trust niggas,
We gangsters, we don’t fuck with niggas
At the top is where you see us nigga
Since a younging bitch we been them niggas
Since a younging bitch we been them niggas
It’s just us nigga, fuck niggas,
That’s right, fuck niggas
I don’t trust none of y’all
Lame ass, fuck niggas
What nigga, say something,
My young boys will spray some
We really bout that, yeah
Dumb boys, they front
We don’t discriminate
You play then you gotta go
Line em up, knock em down like domino
Vamonos, adios, headshots, body blows
I don’t know who told these niggas that I don’t go
I gotta hold that blow like the wind
Another hoe that do the same thing like they twins
We going hard, cause any day like the end
These fake niggas play like your friends
That’s why
These niggas ain’t my material,
Ain’t cut from the same material
There’s a general peace to em
While I put the heat to em
The defeat for em
They can’t eat from the plate that we eat from
Cause we deep up, and the songs where the money come
And when the law come, we don’t know how to run son
I let the gun bang, bang, throw dumb dumbs
Here the money’s longs come fuck where I come from
Bitch I took in brooklyn, cause I move like a crooklin
Call me brooklyn or move a little butt
Cause I gun butt niggas with the 40 clip when it’s on top
…andrew luck, cause he playin with the colt, 44
Like the doors of the range rover
And if he say us one more, it’s time
Nigga I’m shinin 99 with a 9 in the club
But I’m a dope in this hood,
And I’ma hit, hit thug
Tell em play …what, what
As I took plenty cars to the puff from the lot
When they me …us down
Niggas like who them clowns
You know the rules nigga lay down
Old bitch nigga lay down
You know the rules nigga lay down
Old bitch nigga lay down
[Hook]
At the top it’s just us, nigga, it’s us
But I don’t reallt trust niggas, I don’t
You us, it’s just us nigga, it’s us
But I don’t reallt trust niggas,
We gangsters, we don’t fuck with niggas
At the top is where you see us nigga
Since a younging bitch we been them niggas
Since a younging bitch we been them niggas
You fuck with one, you fuck with all
We keep it real street, you don’t run it all
You never saw hammers bust so before
We real killers, now wanna see more?
I’m addicted to that dope shit, watch how that dope flip
Us in the building, said that thing bout to go click
Let a nigga act up, watch how he back up
When he hear the sound of that thing go black out
I’m original, ex criminal, bring it to anybody that wanna talk subliminal
Real nigga shit, send my us boys, they will get rid of you
No masses, just ratchets, bullet proof vest boots and tactics
We balling, like mavericks, y’all fuck boys lookin real average
We chop that dough fool, real mama cook that soul food
And hustle, that duffle
Got more greens thang hong fu
I don’t hate on niggas, tell me body wanna hate on me
Let’s just agree to disagree
Yeah let the situation be
Been all up in them sell boss, your characteristics don’t tell at all
Either transparent, you keep it talk
My gangsterism gonn let me know
Fight cuts you gun butts in them niggas that I can’t trust
You know this money lay around, I’ma fuck around
And kill one of you niggas for fuckin it up
I hate rats, disloyal niggas, if death…
Them natreys gonn roll you niggas like white
Hold up, let me load my gun up
Run sex…you fuck boys, for tryina slow my numbers
It’s us gang, respect the movement
The people chose us, dick we ain’t choosin
I was in the kitchen just mindin my bizz
And I said let’s flip this thing to music
And I won’t charge…father show you how fast illusion
Like run up on you, smokin a blunt shit
And everything you live for proof to move it
Gangster shit, it’s not the movies…
And I’m a casket boy, certified, let it go quick boy
Like I ain’t do shit, duffle bag I do love
Get found in abandoned building,
In the dark, somewhere alone just for fuckin with us
It’s just us nigga, industry filled with fuck niggas
So fuck niggas, make me reach out and touch niggas
I’m tryian walk straight and make a mill or 2
These fucking rappers rich and 40’s what a miller do
Some niggas talking coke, some niggas talking bricks
Your favorite rapper, he a liar, he just talking shit
I’m here to speak the truth and I’m about that mess
That money motive, pistol pete, can’t leave out that sex
We from the bronx, grinding, grinding at the top nigga
From the cop, and you snitches all you hot niggas
It’s just us nigga, loyalty a must nigga
My niggas here poppin molly smoking dust niggas
Don’t give a fuck niggas, witness is to buck niggas
And go to jail in that yard and cut niggas
Some niggas rocking flags, some niggas rocking ice
Boy heat up! heat up! heat up for me
Please heat up! heat up! heat it! heat it up for me
Boy heat up! heat up! heat up for me
My bodys trembling
Pulse is racing
My heart is pounding
Beating so hard
Like an alarm set off
Inside of me
Can't hear the siren cause it silent
But eyes
Always give away the signs
I hope you're
Reading them correctly
Let me be the moth
To your fire
I wanne get so lost inside your arms
Tonight
Please heat up! heat up! heat up
Fulfill my desires
Take my hand
We'll walk into the sun
Together
Please Heat it up! Heat it up! Heat it up for me
Tonight it's all in your favor
I'll sweat till I
Drip my make up
Work over time
I'll stamp you certified! certified!
Tonight imma keep your weight up
I'll be your personal trainer
Work over time
I'll stamp you certified! certified!
My body's raining like a
Tropical storm
And baby you're the cause
So catch me now
Because I'm feeling weak
Getting more sensetive with
Every second
One touch
Will fly me to heaven
To the stars another galaxy
Let me be the moth
To your fire
I wanne get so lost inside your arms
Tonight
Please heat up! heat up! heat up
Fulfill my desires
Take my hand
We'll walk into the sun
Together
Please Heat it up! Heat it up! Heat it up for me
Tonight it's all in your favor
I'll sweat till I
Drip my make up
Work over time
I'll stamp you certified! certified!
Tonight imma keep your weight up
I'll be your personal trainer
Work over time
I'll stamp you certified! certified!
I want you to explore my fortress
Dimonds are forever
I got plenty in my treasure chest! chest! yes!
You can stop the draft with your warmness
Jackpot is yours
There's no need for you to place any bets! bets!
Let me be the moth
To your fire
I wanne get so lost inside your arms
Tonight
Please heat up! heat up! heat up
Fulfill my desires
Take my hand
We'll walk into the sun
Together
Please Heat it up! Heat it up! Heat it up for me
Tonight it's all in your favor
I'll sweat till I
Drip my make up
Work over time
I'll stamp you certified! certified!
Tonight imma keep your weight up
I'll be your personal trainer
Work over time
I'll stamp you certified! certified!
Boy heat up! heat up! heat up for me
Please heat up! heat up! heat it! heat it up for me
Boy heat up! heat up! heat up for me
Lord forgive me for I've sinned
You know my heart, you know my soul
I don't know nothing else!
So f-ck you n-ggers!
Is my song!
I'm the mouth piece, the spokesman,
I'm the extension coin
From them gangstas on the... in that prison...
Let's get pussy or dope from a prison guard
... try to sneak weed in, so he visits...
All them hustlers on the block, they get it hard
I got a... send it abroad.
I seen him pour out, liquor from my n-gger...
Cause they hit a n-gger queen, so he sent the pawns
It's a wrong world to do the right thing
I'm hot, these n-ggers is... they like spring.
I'm summer time, hundred times... every one of mine
... n-ggers don't wanna rhyme.
Watch those... n-ggers play a hundred times
Take ten of your, for n-gger take one of mine!
What I have become? I'm an animal
I can't escape, we're the 18, and I'm Hannibal.
We fools ave more tools than mechanics do
... and take shots like chemicals.
I got shooters that stay out the camera's view
Cause when they get out of here, they gonna handle you!
It's... like a... do
Momma... and said I'mma make a man of you.
Into a man I grew, no debating
N-ggers say that I ain't real, then they hating
What up... we're good in the...
Bullshit, round table, lean back, feed crops.
They can't see cause they're blinded by the f-ckery
Real recognize, real suckers see what suckers see.
I move so official, f-ck a n-gger, work for me
I don't care, I'm going nowhere, for it's stopping me.
Trusting me I won't leave...
I... so I don't need you this blame
It's church time, so I'm gonna need you to pray
I want my soul, I'm gonna need you to pay
Close attention to the tension when they mention my name
Is even... our intention is deception.
My comprehension of the lame is minimal
But even the lames should say I'm killing them!
You ain't feeling them, you're nothing but a mother f-cker
As a matter of fact, now you're dumber than a mother f-cker.
I call from the ghetto, black blocks, black top
Church bells ring on something...
And that's no punch line, no metaphor
Right here, praise their way from the predator!
Ever saw a man shouting close rage
In his head see the red...
Shawty gonna...
I was disposed as a snouty nose man
IS mommy filled her nose with cocaine?
I was numbed up so it wasn't...
Cocaine came in aluminum foil
... I know what to do, so I spoil.
When it... we go through it
When... broke the rules, we go throw it.
It's never no reason to snitch, you don't do it
The game is all f-cked up now, it's all ruined!
Can't go into the concrete
No matter how far I go, my arms is in arms reach
My... motivate n-ggers
Fake n-ggers preach love
Everybody know they hate n-ggers!
Money over everything that makes sense to you.
Not to me... I'm Leo
[Mysonne]
Yeah I want the sarcasm, with the anger
All that shit mixed in
OK let's do this
The FUCK y'all niggaz want? (I want the truth!)
Y'all niggaz want problems? (I want the truth!)
The FUCK y'all niggaz want? (I want the truth!)
You niggaz want problems? (You can't handle the truth!)
The FUCK y'all niggaz want? (I want the truth!)
Y'all niggaz want problems? (I want the truth!)
(You want answers?) (I want the truth!)
(You can't handle the truth!)
[Mysonne]
Yo, aiyyo y'all niggaz see the stripes, and ignore my rank
We gon' do this like pirates now, walk the plank
I don't know what niggaz think, there's none above me
Problem Child General, nigga thugs love me
You want me to prove it's real, use this steel
catch a body, and move to Brazil?
But then how you gon' breathe, when your lungs ain't there?
Comin in your buildin, and my sons is there
with they hands by they waist cause they guns is there
Now y'all see how this shit turn from fun to fear
But y'all don't play fair, so why should I?
Get you hit by the same nigga that got you high
Put two up in your side, and watch you cry
And I know you can't survive but I'ma watch you try
Say goodbye, y'all niggaz ain't bulletproof
You want what? Y'all niggaz can't handle the truth, yo
[Chorus x2: Mysonne]
The truth is - it's too late for a truce
The truth is - y'all niggaz ain't bulletproof
The truth is - Mysonne is the truth and
(You can't handle the truth!)
[Mysonne]
Aiyyo the truth is, I'm young pretty and ruthless
And I peel quick and steal shit, cause I'm lootless
So don't confuse realness, with music
Yeah you got a gun but you scared to death to use it
Your hand shakin, you can't take the kickback
So whoever gun you borrow nigga give it back
Cause you lack the heart it takes for gunplay
You ain't ready to have shootouts in the broad day
My niggaz bustin while they drivin down the one-way
Y'all niggaz better pack y'all bags and run away
I mean this fam, I'm makin niggaz dissapear
It ain't a game, and I think I made that crystal clear
(I think so) Shit is official here, so you don't want to start this
Cause you too light, to get caught up, in the darkness
Stabbed up, left hemorraghing, on a park bench
You threaten mines? FUCK YOU, pardon my French
[Chorus]
[Mysonne]
Okay, you been forewarned, so y'all niggaz better recognize
Problem Children, don't forget the weapon ties
I specialize in warfare and rippin tracks
And if it's war, then we ALL in with different gats
or different bats, just keep spittin this and that
Just keep talkin, yo' ass gon' end up missin black
You not gon' listen til I'm yo' ear with the mac
or you in the air, your spirit just lookin back
I done it all, from pimpin hoes to cookin crack
Approachin crews dolo, like what y'all lookin at?
I earn respect, that's why I wonder why me?
Thorough to this, so why y'all still wanna try me?
That's alright, y'all niggaz know where to find me
Up in the Bronx somewhere, that's where I be
Prolly with my niggaz shootin lead off the roof
See I told ya, y'all can't handle the truth
[Chorus] (Mysonne bullshits over it)
[Hook]
Everyday's another hustle when grind is all I got
I do anything to get it, and I'm never gonna stop
So I focus on tomorrow when I make it to the top
Cause I came from nothing, came from nothing
Swear I'll never let my dreams fade away
Gonna trade in all my struggles for a whole another place
I'll be fighting till I get it, they can see it in my face
Cause I came from nothing
Now I ain't have a lot, but then again, I had more than most did
Wrote the I am horse was a straight polo kid
I kicked my little raps, pump my little cracks
Co op sittin, we had our own little trap
I'm getting older now, letting my nuts drag
Daddy called it peach fuzz, I called it a moustache
Everybody recognizing that's the young rap kid
Years later, I'm in the state, doing the flat bed
How did I get here, my brain saying bozo
Laying in my cell, seein them shots in slow mo
My girl writing and she sending me ass pics
I'm loving em but thinking, yo who's taking these damn flicks
Time went on, she done left, had a kid or 2
Heart getting cold and bitter, that's what the bitter do
I shook it off, cause I never wanna stress a broad
They I got that cold, told r... at the lord
She hit me hard, but I had to keep pushing
Started thinking grimey, that's what happens when you meet brooklyn
Niggas, but now your boy is on the street
Again the industry we meet again
Now it's time to eat again
So fuck with us, but please don't fuck with us
Bitches fuck with us, police fuck with us
Came from the gutter most now we at the audemar
Strange niggas wanna tolt us that's why I keep my brother close
[Hook]
Everyday's another hustle when grind is all I got
I do anything to get it, and I'm never gonna stop
So I focus on tomorrow when I make it to the top
Cause I came from nothing, came from nothing
Swear I'll never let my dreams fade away
Gonna trade in all my struggles for a whole another place
I'll be fighting till I get it, they can see it in my face
Cause I came from nothing
I came from the bottom, new kicks never got em
The dude who told me to do this, they shot him
Never forgot him, I'm doing this for us now
Got snakes, and only a few niggas I trust now
Cough down on the bus, heading to sing sing
Just was in the club with puff, spoiling bling bling
Supreme dream turned to a nightmare
Trapped in the jungle, nigga could loose his life here
Niggas got life here, nobody fight fear
But I'm willing to die for mine,
That was quite clear
So I was alright there, mighty on the late night
On the top tier, telling god, this ain't right
But it ain't like a nigga gonn fold it
Throwing punches, a nigga gonn roll
Now I'm home
All these fake niggas winning
Handshakes is suspect, and he steady grinnin
But I already been in hell and devil can't break me
So I'ma grind till I win, or the lord take me
I know they gonn hate me, cause I never quit
Never gonn stop,
So they never get to see defeat in my eyes
They won't see my demise
The rose that grew from the concrete
See how I rise, like a soufle, trufle
I'ma just do me
When I die, fuck whatever you say
[Hook]
Everyday's another hustle when grind is all I got
I do anything to get it, and I'm never gonna stop
So I focus on tomorrow when I make it to the top
Cause I came from nothing, came from nothing
Swear I'll never let my dreams fade away
Gonna trade in all my struggles for a whole another place
I'll be fighting till I get it, they can see it in my face
[Mysonne]
Uhh (uhh)
Wanna blow? (Wanna blow?) Pretty Tone (Pretty Tone)
Suave House (suave House) Eightball (Eightball) Tony Draper (Draper)
All Out (All Out), Murder (Murder)
Harlem World (Harlem World), problem children (problem children)
Y'all niggaz got problems (y'all niggaz got problems)
Uhh (uhh) UHH (UHH) Yo (YO)
Now I can play with these hoes, or spray four-fours
Whatever the situation, may call for
I can sport linen, pimp hard, court women
Have the ice, hand to waves all spinnin
Or I can get in, to some real thug shit
Armed robbery, slash, deal drug shit
Peel slugs quick, cause I'm versatile
I can ice grill, but I'm worse when I smile
Expert with style, y'all give hoes cash
All I give em, is hard dick and coke in they ass
Bitch, move that, true playa, true dat
Niggaz catch feelings, when they chick say, "Who dat?"
Representin from the Bronx, to the Dirty South
Spittin drug flows, with my dirty mouth
We got it all, from grams to Eightballs
Yeah we players, and refs, we make calls
[Chorus x2: Eightball]
Now everybody wanna do what a playa do
But everybody can't do what a playa do
(I see you playa) All in the mix right
I see you playa (Yeah I got my shit tight)
[Eightball]
Bring it to niggaz I don't be slippin on my literary
Sick when I'm gone off that Jane first name Mary
Eightball, ain't no other like this Southern brother
Crazy motherfucker, pooh butt booty duster
Never been a point shaver or a hoe saver
Just a weed craver, Suave House assassinator
To the dirt, and we gon' put that on the House bitch
Gold in the mouth shit, straight South shit
Orange Mound slow the flow down to pull the fo'-pound
Beat a hoe down, and fall up in the club to' down
I like them dirty hoes, down to get buck for a dollar
Thick yella Cinderella, hair shop scholar
Pimp shit, and I'ma keep it straight +Space Age+
Every year, turn the book of life to a new page
Kick rhymes hotter than Texas in July
Suave House playa til the day that I die, uhh
[Chorus]
[Mase]
Sauve House motherfucker, All Out motherfucker
Wanna blow motherfucker? Team nigga til I'm low motherfucker
Yo, I went from O-T to O-C to all the paper
Leads to fatigue then ? the gators
If ain't about the money nigga? Call me later
How many niggaz talk Benzes? Seen them one
Not videos and picture shit, those don't count
I'm the nigga talkin millions and, own the amount
Mr. Frosty, the nigga never fold for chips
When the money on the line bitch I roll trips
Cut a bitch off for a week and let her know what she miss
Hundred grand worth of shit nigga glow on my wrist
Bought a range just to go with the six
When I flip for these chips, shit is never over a bitch
You got some nerve, I can give a kiler one word, get em
You will see how many niggaz miss him
I put pellets in the air let the shit hit em
Put the gun inside his mouth and let the clip kiss him
Shit you drive all tinted, I put my honey in it
Won't, stop your bank, ain't enough money in it
Live a lifestyle rarely told, what you know about
floatin down Eighth, gettin head in the Rolls
You had, money like that you wouldn't be measurin those
You motherfuckin barely sold, barely gold
Niggaz send it rough I send it back the same way it came
You ain't dissin me until you say my name, motherfucker