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HELLth
02:12
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Dats word to life I gotta keep my head up, reminded every day bout the times I was laid up, no basketball lane, hate the comparison of seein this life as nothin but a game, fuck the fame I be in it for a whole different reason, like not doin this is soul suicidal treason, dreamin ain't deferred when you screamin at the herd, like wake the fuck up b4 you end up in an urn, when its my turn to rise it'll be yours cause my mission this time free the people from the scorn you were born on this planet to do great things but a heart made of granite is as good as clipped wings spread em out try n fly up to the heavens headed down why the high was so tremendous dead it now the ego so horrendous like an eagle with no beak the peak it seems relentless, climb climb don't stop hit it hit it like so sublime no pain when it misses the thorned rose still grows with resistance go with the flow n know your inner wishes this is nothin but respect for the ones I neglect I would hate me too for the secrets I protect I guess in the end I'm just a human exhumin death a shell in hell with the spirit I project, fuckit I'm kickin buckets til there isn't one left, we all made o water so let the faucet be my breath, lord let my fathers pain be my test and may each grain of sand represent a second of the quest, love first with a love thirst, fill us up til we burst, if they must filibust what's worse, the fact that they killin us or false words, profit prophets preachin out the hearse, people can you hear me I'm reachin out the verse, hopin you don't fear these quotes that I rehearse, you don't gotta see me to feel these words, in this muthafuckin life... Put Health First.
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Modern Life
01:54
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I'm nauseous, I'm nauseous, I'm nauseous, I'm nauseous...
Queezy got me rockin over beats that make you throw up, a couple twisted dubs for the love that is enough, I'm sick of fake people in general, sentinel, mothafuckas out to protect they minerals, so nonsensical float on vermin flow soap droppin animals pepto intestinals, they call me bismolkie when I'm spittin, acid reflux capacity rhythms, back to the present in the moment we've created, poetical exchange in a room that's elevated, separated from the baggage no one should be claimin, we exclaimin we finally free so even in a single second we gon let it breathe!!!
Would Ya let me breathe (I can't breathe), would ya breathe (I can't breathe), would ya let me breathe?! Cause I can't breathe and he can't breathe and she can't breathe and we can't breathe... Cause I can't breathe and he can't breathe and she can't breathe and we can't breathe.
And if we plant seeds and they afraid to breathe then what's the fuckin purpose of this planet fulla greed I thought it went plan pursue succeed but lately it seems steal sue and kill be the blueprint of these thieves they say they bleed blue kinda ironic that be the color that we bleed too cause with the quickness of they bullets passin through, life liquids never got a chance to change hue!
Eric Garner's Spirit Gon Rock Rock On, Michael Browns Sprit Gon Rock On, Oscar Grant's Spirit Gon Rock Rock On, All the Fallen Spirits Gon Rock Rock On!
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Groovin' in the Rain
02:21
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Yo I'm groovin in the rain and it's soothin on the brain watchin waters movement foggin up the pane window for the windshield indo for the change kick it with my kinfolk til the end of days yeah that's how it goes when we talkin overcast flows pack a slug for the caution see the Atmos glow with the atlas globe that I throw off my back while we walkin he the shadow in the steps n the stars n given honey back to the peeps that be starvin free steady b be the words that I speak to release all the people from deceit that we harvest...
We let it drop til there's truth in the crops, circles in the pits, crowds fulla props, bass up in the kicks n a bounce in the box, for the days that we missed and the friends that we lost x2
Organic energy everything it's meant to be negative and positive the power in their synergy sin in me you kiddin me they killin in these churches drillin in the willin as if disciplines their purpose damn and that's the way we was raised drew a bridge to the fact that I'm diggin up a grave we knew Yahweh before the hate that they gave, rhetoric like death n they tellin us it saves, no! not goin out like that, friends that I've had, I still contact, spirit lives on soul intact, their intention was to live but they body fought back, but I'll be God damned if I'm ever gonna go down, to a place called hell buried deep in the ground, cause we livin in it now, we livin in the crowd, and if you don't make it yours than ya fallin for the doubt...
We let it drop til there's truth in the crops, circles in the pits, crowds fulla props, bass up in the kicks n a bounce in the box, for the days that we missed and the friends that we lost x2
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PCH
02:25
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Hippity hop to the twang o the bass line, if ya bet one thang trust ima chase mine, my Ø my what a fine day, to flip a record on the plate cut a sample and escape, prefer a hundred fifty plus gram weight, heavy wax tracks can wait, only plan for the date, catch a funky vibe on my ride down pch, psa rest in peace psh, yes the master gettin gassed, queezy on the breaks, hope this quarter tank'll last, fo go easy on them brakes, dippin down the canyon concrete seas wind, ocean view insight one rhyme on my mind...
Lemme ride to tide on my left side turn around let the tide ride on my right side pacific coast bound pacific coast vibe pacific coast sound pacific coast high x2
Biggitty bounce to the waves that we kickin, the way we break it down like the concept of a piston, pissed off rollin in the traffic, at this life that I'm livin like I gotta hit the magic, that's it, I don't even need a number, I need a chance to breathe and a little bit a thunder, strike that good golly god almighty, I'd trade it all to go back to 1990, with the jewels fulla stories to be told to my young self, awakened at a new age one that gave health, ya play life with the hand that ya dealt, he who never ran never will, with ma hand held tight to the wheel, like the dice that I yield, healed by a long drive, sealed with a calm vibe, come along for the ride pacific coast tribe pacific coast pride pacific coast high!
Lemme ride to tide on my left side turn around let the tide ride on my right side pacific coast bound pacific coast vibe pacific coast sound pacific coast high x2
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Foevainadae
03:12
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Ima teach you how to live fo eva in a day x 4
Fo eva in a second in a day any way wait I gotta hit it like I'm patient for da paint dry ya eyes not ben stein but I got clear skies an a pocket fulla dimes n this half empty mind what a pessimist problem my half full soul gonna act as an offset I never thought I never knew it the knowledge that I know nothin now I'll neva stop until it's proven pop the red pill peel the mask away escape this mass appeal masquerade this planet takes great imagination to be put into perspective be patient two times you is the tutelage truth protection of each other yields a fruitful youth forget a new age this is scientific energy vibrations that we findin in the rhythm
So I guess that's it, Ima teach you how to live, fo eva in day, jus let the music play...
Jus let the music play x2
Ima teach you how to live, fo eva in a day, jus let the music play,
Jus let the music play x3...
Ima play off this sixteen teams in a seance couldn't manifest the spirit that I lift though grit grime n a focus on anotha grip could easily distract from the strife that I bit chew it up n open masticate the process properly I'm potent incredible hulk is what pourin dats Henessy and Alizé stir it up stir it up n let the music play, any day now, I'll stratify these lines which im takin as a sign, aligned with the moon like the tomb is the time, from the womb to the grind sonic boom my future is mine so keep watch of that clock that you wearin, we live by tha vibe of this rock we inherit, n there it is, said ima teach you how to live, fo eva in a day, jus let the music play...
Jus let the music play x2
Ima teach you how to live fo eva in a day, jus let the music play...
Here here three cheers to the musical remedies, impeccably perceive the visions that we bleed, dream in flat g, od believe, to be free, is hearin God up in the melodies, swellin melons with the stories that we tellin like, thousands of earth like planets orbits Suns in our dimension, n did I mention the observable universe seems to resemble the structure of nerves found up in ya temple, simple how mock these holy bodies, shells in the hell that lock n pop these, rhythms til we beat the dead drums on doorsteps, wood from trees once believed to be ancestors of your dead, Los Angeles Forrest, a symbol for us all, much more than me, a brand or a wall, we a family of roots that seeks truth to foreva stand tall...
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Livid
02:08
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From the body that I got to hobbies that I rock both are gonna drop but I won't stop til I hit the rhythm, of the soul that I seek which I see so vivid, whatchu want from this life but to live it.
Happiness is relative so everyday I'm given the love that I hold for the innocence of children, back to the youth cause I was once a child too just like you this is universal vision, focus on the breath take another step death is nothin but the next moment in your journey when we're gone the globe keeps turning, so know your sole purpose and keep the fire burning.
Kicks on my feet kick the same dirt cross the street as the Brotha that I've never met but hope to meet seen more than a couple dark weeks but woe ain't me and we ain't sheep this the light lifestyle energy released wavelength movements written in a sharp sea feel the breeze of the days of the past the road is a maze but your mind is the map
Pathways in my brain, exchange in strange symphonies, strings from the heart breed soliloquies, whole world chaotic says the optic, third eye sight is a whole different topic, but I'll be damned if I'm here by a random chance, I'm runnin late to my date with destiny, questioning the fear of fate got me livid cause whatchu want from this life but to live it?!
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One More Time
02:49
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One mo time, one mo moment in the rhyme, one mo, line that's aligned with the vibe o tha zone, we designed to feel alive not alone, one mo time for tha five n tha fo, thirty two uno, too young to sport a blue note, too old to toot his own horn but wise enough to judo, jukno how we do dis from da buddha to da judas, nirvana to betrayal the trail of the who dis, who dat who dat who do dat dat dat, cool cat who snap hoodoo boom bap rap, kan kick voodoo fo da ku klux klan, some two word truth to subdue any man!
Fuck em, mama told me bout the haters, fuck em, papa told me bout invaders, fuck em, from the raiders to the flakers, culture infiltrators n whack cultivators, fuck em, one mo time, fuck em, two mo time, fuck em, three mo time fuck em, fo mo time, fo closed minds, fuck em...
that's right I said it, I opened up my mind just to find another question, the answers are inside us, let em guide us to the essence, not much more than a vessel with some presence, from the class, to the crowd, to the stage of reflection, fought to evade the daze of depression, caught up in the smog n the haze of obsession, the reason I'm alive, is the freedom of the ride, strive to arrive as a beacon for the pride, like a deacon to the sheep, I'm a shepard to the tribe, called to this quest, by my own tri eye, alone in the bones n the flesh that I drive, soul found a home on a loan to the time, could never fear it, the debt to my spine, bodies end n that's just fine, but to any muthafucka that be out to kill the vibe!
Fuck em, mama told me bout the haters, fuck em, papa told me bout invaders, fuck em, from the raiders to the flakers, culture infiltrators n whack cultivators, fuck em, one mo time, fuck em, two mo time, fuck em, three mo time fuck em, fo mo time, fo closed minds, fuck em...
To anyone that ever doubted, to all those who stay enshrouded, to them two face cats who act to yo face then scratch ya in the back while ya buzzin, fuck em...
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Forrest Los Angeles, California
/MC/Poet/Crate Digger/
Peace & Power to the People.
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