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1. |
Cool Kids
03:22
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All my life I wanted to be a cool kid
a white boy who loves hip hop music
in high school acted a fool I was a nuisance
too cool for the teachers there rules were all b*******
picked on I was a freak cried myself to sleep
in the land of the Bland I was too unique
thought my future's looking bleak now that's all past tense
funny how my liabilities became my assets
back then girls wouldn't give me the time of day
now they spend the night but I ain't asking them to stay
wake up feeling lost put the coffee in the pot
I feel like all I have is I(eye) like a f****** cyclops
I'm a visitor here
but if I wrap up this track can I deliver it here?
I love this culture but I feel like it hates me
could never be a Nas could never be a Jay-Z
I love this culture but I feel like it hates me
funny cuz it's cultures what made me
all my life I wanted to be a cool kid
all my life I wanted to be a cool kid
party at the trap house baby I was too late
back then would have killed to give my two cents
but I learned to make dollars you got to move in silence
I'm not afraid of the violence but I don't encourage it
give me the microphone though and I'll murder it
white privilege is the pigment I've been burdened with
do you understand the irony and dangers that I'm flirting with
after this song I'll probably be dubbed the racist
but no white supremacist would ever Embrace this
my best hope is ignorant maybe even tasteless
by wrapping I'm guilty of cultural appropriation
so go ahead and diss me, you're wack vulture
but I love hip hop and I respect Black Culture
if you can't see that maybe you're the one that's racist
all I have for you compassion understanding and patience
especially for those who still caught up in The Matrix
and think race is the problem so they promote sameness
let's celebrate our differences talk without arrogance
and never feel guilty or ashamed of our heritage
I love this culture but I feel like it don't know
could never be a kendrick can never be a J Cole
I love this culture but I feel like it don't know
funny cuz this culture I would die for
All my life I wanted to be a cool kid
all my life I wanted to be a cool kid now I'm like f*** that I don't got to prove s***
I love this culture I'm love sick again don't want to be a Macklemore don't want to be an Eminem
I love this culture I'm love sick again
funny cuz this music is my medicine
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2. |
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I’m crossover, my four senses is more expensive
If I said it before, I’m forward, of course I meant it
The sauce go with the boss, my flow is complimented
I changed my mind on the first line, I’m contradictive
Boujee lookin hippie lookin ass nigga, same time
I’ve been clever since I was born, that was 8 9
You could see the traits of the chosen one, holy one
Meditatin in the Sedona sun, it’s over son
I’m gettin high off my own third eye,
Keep it real day one and when I'm known world wide
And when you real fly, girls want a real world guy
So I could get it when I want it but my own girl fly
This serotonin creatin, I’m hella workin on patience
I’m Neyo up in the Matrix, and steady dodgin the agents
Speakin of dodgin the agents, they locked us up in the cage
And now I’m finding my way, and the feelin is so amazing
I’m out, I’m out, I’m out
I’m out, I’m out, I’m out
Gone green, gone green
Uh, Ben Steezy Baby
I’m livin well crack the liberty bell, let freedom ring
I’m out the clink, off the booze, with no desire to drink
On the brink of a nervous break through
Let me take you on a journey through my mind, produced by Qux
Born in ‘89 lemme remind you that,
I’m not trying to grow up, let’s bring the 90’s back
On a dive bar stage is where you’ll find me at,
I’m charming all the girls, signing autographs
I'm an outstanding outcast with outspoken out cries
Without ties to corporate entities comittin war crimes
I just want a day where we can all enjoy the sunshine
Til then I’m channeling light, right through these rhymes
Vibe and feel illuminated
Often it is too debated
Who’s the best and most that made it
Fight instead of celebrating
All these sheep want to find a goat
But tell me who the greatest
Who the greatest, who the greatest
Gone green, gone green, gone green
I’m a pen and open letter, dear whoever listens
This is how I’m livin, buildin towards realizing visions
Ever since I was a kid I’ve been a man that’s on a mission
I was born with crippled feet so I knew that I was different.
Livin in the classroom, rappin that cash rules
Every girl around me CREAM in her pants, ew!
My disability became my swag,
And hip hop - let me boast and brag
Droppin diabolic knowledge on this …………..
With I’m lackin alcohol cause these bars gimme confidence
Never went to prom but I rocked the after party
Danced with gorgeous girls, got em drunk and stole their car keys
Sweat drippin got her dress stickin to her body
Came here in a camry, leavin in a ‘Rari
When i hit the spot I make the gangsters all lean
Got these dimes half naked and they reppin for my team
Gone green, I was gone but now I’m back best believe
Puttin in work since the day I got free
Now i’m on the scene, y’all fear me too easy
Period. Signed. Sincerely. Steezy. Steezy. Steezy.
Hah. Yeah. Hah. What’s goin on?
Double G. T-Ray.
My backpack give you contact
Yea I’m livin it high
Blow smoke, gettin green while I’m passin by
Open the door for these rappers, I’m a classy guy
Polished windows to my soul, keep glassy eyes
Way more intrigued,
While my people in a rut stay pushin on the weight
But my talent lift me up
If you ever need a fix, or your tummy need a tuck
Censorship is overrated, Ima never give a fuck
Keep the metal by my pillow, I’m smoother than J Durillo
And my team count weapons all bigger than armarillo
I’m a peace of mind fellow, keep a kitchen full of filo
And my voice make em wiggle like a table full of jello
Meditatin on these rocks, feedin my mind
And my past life knowledge got me surfin in time
Got a tan on my lap, guess I’m following nine
Manifested from a cube like I’m Optimus Prime
I’d say i’m living it good
Going hard all day like I’m made of wood
Cruisin in a black tank, waving hi to the hood
Three black Benz behind me like a funeral would
Ah. Nico De La Qroix. Yeah
Ima tell em like this - look.
How I’m livin my nigga I’m in the moment
A super sayer my solar plexus is golden
My life be feeling like drugs you could put your nose in
Swimmin with the sharks, Nah uh I turn to Moses
Old soul, that’s right, Ima old soul
I got that midas that make you turn into rose gold
And I decided that ima be with the pros, yo
Ima live in the Bay just tell me when to go yo
My energy steadily shiftin vibration
Get you a little bit higher, give your soul a vacation
We could take a trip to the moon and chill with the Nation
I’m finally livin my dream but I aint done with the chasin, nah
I said I’m living my dreams but I aint done with the chasin
I coulda got a degree but I decided to make it
And if you comin with me then join the Alien Nation
Gone
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3. |
Puppet Strings, Pt. 1
03:20
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Take me to where them birds fly
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Take me to where them birds fly
I wanna see things through my third eye
I wanna be where your nerves settle
Where you’re comfortable
Drop your disguise
I wanna be that last rose petal,
She loves me, she loves me not
Pinocchio, she’s my Jepetto
Like puppet strings
She pulls my heart
With strings attached, she weaves a loom
2010 Kid Cudi, lost in the mood
I guess we’ve all been the man on the moon
Alone in space when I’m here with you
The feelings that I’m feeling are spiritual
Do you believe in miracles?
Do you see what I see?
Take a walk with me through the mother’s womb
This is the place we birth thought
Where the 4th dimension gets a first thought
Obsessed with the way you flirt smart
Gettin strung out on the earth’s flaws
You bring me up, I work hard
Make sure things don't fall apart
She lifts me up, just to let me down
Like puppet strings
She pulls my heart
Wide awake, feel her toss and turn
Trying to taste what it cost to earn
A place right here in this bed with her
Incense out, candles out, roaches out
But the passion burns
Ask it first if it’ll last - her words?
“Tastes like eternity, that’s absurd.”
Take off your mask, feel my lips on yours
She likes to smoke so I pass the herb
Tastes like cherries, very tart
This side of the moon is very dark
She sets the stage, lifts the curtain up
But the cast is kept inside a box
She lifts the latch so the play can start
Stands up the crowd, just to sit them down
Like puppet strings
She pulls my heart
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4. |
Master My Qi
04:24
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Awaken my Shen
Replenish my Jing
Master my Qi
I've got 22 Reishis on my dresser
yes sir
I'm sippin gynostemma tea
I got a bag of this astragalus
that interleukin 4 receptor antagonist
plus I'm munching on some cordyceps
so I'm never short of breath
allow me to go more in-depth
it’s the fungus that my lungs just love
for their function of relaxing my bronchial walls
every time I munch them
yes you know I wants them
yes you know I loves them
yes I have a bunch of
medicinal mushrooms I’ve been pushing
Turkey tail to keep me well
lion's mane for my brain
agaricus will carry us
plus I pop maitake right before I get on a plane
reishi spores with the cracked cell wall
try to take my chaga away I tell ‘em hell naw
Awaken my Shen
Replenish my Jing
Master my Qi
Awaken my Shen
Replenish my Jing
Master my Qi
Awaken my Shen
Replenish my Jing
Master my Qi
Scoop of He Shou Wu in my morning Brew
I'm Jinged up from the feet up man I thought you knew
slip on my tennis shoes I could run a marathon
sipping on the same tonic herbs as Genghis Khan
jocking my longstock cistanche that I'm on
Dragon drops so sweet underneath my tongue
You say you’re number one I'm on astragaloside 4
do my morning yoga watch my telomeres grow
I'm eating velvet antler
never hurt the deer though
I guess you could say that I really do love my doe
I'm on a lot of superfoods I think I got a problem
baby calf can get it first but give me that colostrum
serve it up with pancakes mixed with pine pollen
an Erewhon Shoppers definition of Ballin
at the Tonic Bar drinking green juices
spirulina e3live algaes let me do this
Awaken my Shen
Replenish my Jing
Master my Qi
Awaken my Shen
Replenish my Jing
Master my Qi
Awaken my Shen
Replenish my Jing
Master my Qi
Awaken my Shen
Replenish my Jing
Master my Qi
As far as rapping goes I got more flavor than schizandra
My flow Eleuthero adaptogenic it's the answer
My opus is to be the dopest
Emcee on either Coast that's
not sippin codeine only leaning
On codonopsis
losing focus?
Here's the cornus in my eagle vision
Lycium open your eyes again
so that you can see the distance
I got pearls
they’re not on my girl's neck though
they’re in an Elixir that helps my mind let go
stress free at ease every piece of my mind’s at peace
Any signs of this beef just cease anxieties breached
I was sick and tired, crying I ain't trying to preach
cause I can be in my mind but my mind isn’t me
but my mind isn’t me
Awaken my Shen
Replenish my Jing
Master my Qi
Awaken my Shen
Replenish my Jing
Master my Qi
Awaken my Shen
Replenish my Jing
Master my Qi
Awaken my Shen
Replenish my Jing
Master my Qi
Sippin Gynostemma Tea
Sippin gynostemma tea
Scoop of He Shou Wu in my morning Brew
Sippin Gynostemma Tea
Scoop of He Shou Wu in my morning Brew
Sippin Gynostemma Tea
Scoop of He Shou Wu in my morning Brew
Sippin Gynostemma Tea
Sippin gynostemma tea
Sippin Gynostemma Tea
Sippin gynostemma tea
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5. |
2 Kegs (feat. TradeMark)
03:27
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I got 2 kegs
One for the office and one for the road
I got 2 kegs
Blueberry basil and raspberry rose
I got 2 kegs
Bottles up and they drink-drink-drinkin
Sippin honey and they drink-drink-drinkin
Drip drop and they drink-drink-drinkin
I got 2 kegs
One for the office and one for the road
I got 2 kegs
Blueberry basil and raspberry rose
I got 2 kegs
Bottles up and they drink-drink-drinkin
Sippin honey and they drink-drink-drinkin
Drip drop and they drink-drink-drinkin
It’s that W-I-L-D, T-O-N-I-C when I drink on the bee
And my voice so nice like a mink on the beat
And my team Gone Green blue bottles we drink
I’m all junged up on a cup of that wild
Take a sip of that, kick a dope free style
Load up a trunk to the back gear drop
Tap that keg, we aint ever goin stop
Raspberry rose so nice on ice
Lemme pour you a cup cause i lshdisnve run twice*****
One for the office, one for the road,
And the bottles in the back of the Benz for shows
Everybody knows that we got that flavor
Lavender love like a liquid light saber
Taste buds savor
Drinkin in the majors ****
Wanna stop me? Got one word - nevaa
I got 2 kegs
One for the office and one for the road
I got 2 kegs
Blueberry basil and raspberry rose
I got 2 kegs
Bottles up and they drink-drink-drinkin
Sippin honey and they drink-drink-drinkin
Drip drop and they drink-drink-drinkin
I got 2 kegs
One for the office and one for the road
I got 2 kegs
Blueberry basil and raspberry rose
I got 2 kegs
Bottles up and they drink-drink-drinkin
Sippin honey and they drink-drink-drinkin
Drip drop and they drink-drink-drinkin
I got 2 kegs and 2 phones
A headset, I take calls
Place the order, then I ship this weight
Pour up the jung and we drink more
It’s that green tea and honey
With probiotics that’s good for you
Just sip it with yo supplements
And eat all of your superfoods
We party conscious
No nauseas toxins
Just jung megahydra ****** and some chocolate
Up all night when we need to be
On the road or at a show they need to see ID
But we don’t drink at the bar for free
Every city that we go, 2 kegs with me, 2 kegs with me
Every city that we go 2 kegs with me
I got 2 kegs
One for the office and one for the road
I got 2 kegs
Blueberry basil and raspberry rose
I got 2 kegs
Bottles up and they drink-drink-drinkin
Sippin honey and they drink-drink-drinkin
Drip drop and they drink-drink-drinkin
I got 2 kegs
One for the office and one for the road
I got 2 kegs
Blueberry basil and raspberry rose
I got 2 kegs
Bottles up and they drink-drink-drinkin
Sippin honey and they drink-drink-drinkin
Drip drop and they drink-drink-drinkin
Bottles up, bottles up, bottles up, bottles up
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6. |
Adrenochrome
03:19
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Send me the link
This is not a game - Marshall Law mothaf
Is it red? Blue?
Got pills in the booth?
Head full of Xan?
Watching MSM news?
Send me the link, who got the plug ?
Not what you think, new type of drug
Have you a drink, sip you some blood
Feed the elite, fear of the young
Give you the strength, do what you love
Long as you sink, spirit above
Devil may wink, gift you a glove
Then in a blink, control of your tongue
Giving goals - platinum, gold
Belly, home, pockets full
Evaded trolls, paid tolls
Toll is your soul, bank swoll
Feed on fears of sick, poor
Breading tears, adrenaline pours
Out of the gland, onto the floor
What color’s the X that painted the door?
Is it Red? Blue?
Got pills in the booth?
Head full of Xan?
Watching MSM news?
Send me the link, who got the plug?
Tell me the doc that’s writing you up
Poppin your percs, tippin your cup
Sprite with the lean, curing the cut
But tell me who gets paid on the back end,
Who gets paid on the front?
Blood runs through bloodlines
That harvest blood like blood drives
The floodgates got opened up
That hush money couldn’t keep em quiet
All the blood diamonds in Africa
Couldn’t halt the plague, they spread aids
Made money off the medicine
Provided “aide” helped dig the graves
Ask the thirteen what they drink
When they’re thirsty
thicker than the well fluoridated water worthy
of discussion cause the accusations are unnerving
sacrificial virgin plasma, innocent and undeserving
Of the torturous vultures that control the debt, control the fed
They know that a mockingbird will only say what has been said
So they orchestrate a narrative
and coordinate with media
They know that it’s imperative
The masses are believing them
Between the lines, deceits with the eyes
Of elites with a slice, 300 piece pie
Greased on the spot
Got guns, got spies
Unleash their whole flock
CIA alibis
Heat on your block
Question their crimes
Might lock you up and never indict
Censor your speech, strip you of rights
Iron you out, a wrinkle in time
Twinkling eyes wide with surprise
Stained with the tears that never will dry
Falling from grace, a piece of the sky
Fell on her face, an angel arrived
Depending who wins few will survive
Dueling with demons a death that’s designed
All in their plan, all in due time
Under the moon it grew on a vine
Not to be shrewd, the mood will wasn’t right,
Not to be rude, but you ain’t having my life
Ski mask with a flashlight
Get them bands right
Hit the hash pipe
In a battle for our minds
Dark vs light
Send me the link
I am the plug
Walk from the dark
Lighten you up
Earth is abundant
Kindness and love
Drink from her breast
Weather the flood
Drink from her breast
Weather the flood
Send me the link
I am the one
Blood made of water
Trees for my lungs
Peace to the world
Life for the young
Move from the dark
Light when it’s done
Lighten it up
Light when it’s done
Man down
This is not a game - Marshall Law mothaf
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7. |
Dolce
03:25
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Arrivederci, la dolce vita
Sippin spring water with my soul mate
Live fluoride free, no colgate
World on my shoulders, got the whole weight
Every pearl is a boulder but I won’t break
Follow me, I ride with the dolce
What that mean though? Allow me to portray
Sweet sounds by the pound, home made
Cuisine in the kitchen, got it kickin gourmet
Everytime that I walk through your doorway
Awaken your senses with eccentric displays
Frivolous flavors, scented bouquets
Courted, imported, and sorted by taste
So you spit that flame? Oh you don’t say
Got the juice now you think that you’re OJ?
How you married to the game but you don’t slay
Murder every beat like it’s my forte
Distill lessons from my sins, feeling odd in the hallway
How you believe in God but you don’t pray
Hard to believe it’s a fraud but it’s all fake
Hard to believe in love cause it’s all fate
Sippin tonic tea with my twin flame
She really only love me for my pen game
Ask me how I am, said I been great
Lie straight to your face, fake handshake
Am I wrong? Have I been sane?
Cause I’m strong don’t mean that I can't break
Great love songs turn into heartache
Without cake it’s harder to partay
Without Kate it’s harder to partake
In the simple things that make life great
Mind gold for your mind’s sake
I’d be happy having nothing but your blind fate
If you don’t find drive, you’ll find escape
Don’t smoke that fireplace
Take your mindstate to a higher place
Cause doing nothing is a time waste
And don’t forget to meditate
Sippin hot chocolate with my true love
We bout to get it poppin turn the tunes up
Microphone I rock it with my shoes off
Couldn't walk for a second in my shoes dawg
Sleepy eyes finally just dozed off
Fell asleep watching the Boondocks
Spliff still lit with the moonrocks
Really wanna hit, yet she too hot
Asleep on my chest, pressin her flesh deeper into my caress
Relievin my stress, feel is the best
There’s something I’ve got to confess
I’ve been a mess since you last left yes
Cold and alone and depressed
But I took the time to reflect, look and dissect
All the problems and letters I haven’t addressed
Sentire il tuo dolce tocco
La mia vita
Viver con te e la dolce vita
Tisana con te
Fiori per la doppia fiamma e la dolce vita
Protrebbe non essere la dolce vita
Sippin somethin sacred ridin solo
No spirits in my glass, no soda
Bitter herbs and a little bit of yoga
Bit of weed for the chip on my shoulder
What are all the things that they won't say?
Do they got game? Nah they just played
I just want my records to rotate
But still my release got no date
Late to the party, don’t wait
I been meaning to call you all day
Try to talk to God but he won’t say
Anything in reply so I lie awake
No sleepin, feel depleted
Need to find a new mind state
Went from being a sober vegan
To living off of these high stakes
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8. |
Rhymes Reason
04:19
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I’ve been thinkin back
To the reasons that I rap
All the stories that I have
All the pain that has passed
When I was a itty bitty lad
With a off brand back pack from my dad
I would tap on the desk at school
Write poetry in the notepad
I would make the teacher so mad
Show up for me, no class
Ace all my tests, still pass
I was someone that they couldnt hold back
Then I met Vo and Izaak,
I sense I could be the sidekick
They were in 4th and 5th
I was in 3rd, slight nerd with oversized kicks
My clothes didn’t quite fit
Just your average white kid
Who’s trying to escape the pain of his legs
Cause his mom was high risk
One Friday after school, I was going to meet
Vo and Z who were b-boyin down at the B&GC
Z told me since you have bunk feet can’t buy a king crab
Or write graffiti
That leaves one thing, you need to learn to MC
Do you feel confident you could rap on the beat
See we’re hip-hop too and a crew needs 3
You just don’t look hip hop to me
But if you rap while we dance that’s something that we need
So you tell me, what’s it gonna be?
It’s a need, it’s my nature
Seeing me, the callin of my maker
This is raw, this is fate, this is flavor
When I spit feel it hit in your sacral
I’m grateful, I’m dignified
Reflectin back on my path I’m living my best life
Destiny or prophecy, I just know I’m blessed to be
Right where I’m supposed to be
I’ve been thinkin back
To when we were skippin class
Just to smoke weed and rap
Like it was the only thing we had
Back with the same backpack
All black more notepads and a hackey-sack
And a blunt wrap, cap with a fitted hat
Ditch that, just to make a mixtape on an iMac
Add a couple high hats, lemme try that
Beat by my homie Max, I could ride that
From NYC lemme see where your pride at
Hip-hop was born but where’d it die at?
I could revive that, you know, give it life back
Wishin I could do the same for Max
I was out in Cali when I heard he had passed
It’s the stories of our elders,
It’s the trials of my peers
It’s the memories of my brothers and my sisters
Who aren’t here
And I wonder why, why I’m the one alive
I just reflect back, see that I’m living my best life
Is it fate or a dumb luck spree?
I just know I’m blessed to be
Right where I’m supposed to be
I’ve been thinking back
To my homie Zack
Another friend who had passed
We used to kick it at his pad
He’d look at me and say, “Yo, Steez, tell em how hard it is in these streets.”
Up in the PHX, we were just fiends
Poppin these scrips, party routine
If we would trip, probably Lucy
I got clean, Zack OD’d.
Only difference between him and me
Still hear his voice when I rap on the beat
Hey homie I heard you
Amazed at what these words do
Cause you still a king, and it’s still vanilla curfew
Never had the will to hurt you
The closest in my circle
I took off, you died a month later
Man, that shit was hurtful
It had me puffin purple, drinkin out of the bottle
Matter fact that was right before I hit my bottom
Went back to oxycontin, used to steal em from my mama
Got bounced to a halfway house just tryin to solve the problem
I’m caught in a dilemma,
Forgot not to remember
Before I went to prison I was caught inside a pit of
Confusion - isn’t that what hell is?
Lemme tell you
It’s gotta be closer the devil’s gotta be jealous
Only gonna say this one time -
I forgive you for everything I felt
Only gonna say this one time -
I forgive myself
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Ben Steezy Sedona, Arizona
Hailing from Sedona, AZ Hip Hop herbalist Ben Steezy is more than just a rapper. Known for his quick witted freestyles and undeniable stage presence, Steez has worked with some of the biggest names in music, film, and media. A true Master of Ceremonies no matter the event size. Aside from writing and producing his own music, Ben has also written and produced music for other artists, films, etc.. ... more
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