1. |
Yelllowwww Cake Intro
01:43
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2. |
I'm the King
02:32
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Heavy is the head you see
Carrying the cred (cred)
Rivals wanna pop shit
I’m burying the dead (dead)
Champion in every single division
On a course of collision with excellence
Just look at how I’m sitting
On the iron throne
While they puffing they chest up
Like Sean Combs
Sub zero in the heart
Knocking out ya spine bone
Motorcade at low speed
Waldorf suite
Rose petals on my feet
While I’m roaming the street
While I sow my royal oats
On the drum kit
I’m dumb fit
The way people responds
The type of life
Donald Trump wish
My skin bronze sun kissed
These corny rappers suck dick
Fuck all your backward faces
And all your fashion statements
We highjack the station
Just to Send a message
You can never measure
To the heavenly majestic
From the island of the crescent moon
Most effervescent crew ever known
For doing things they never do
I’m the king
Black man coronated
Foot work coordinated
I'm on the court shaking bounce
Take a short vacation
Huh always been a glutton for a dope bar
Yellow Cake with Bazarro as the co-star
When he first met me
He said « You gonna go far »
Gathered momentum
And the shit started to snowball
They used to low ball
Now we rocking at the Crowbar
With Casper
Drinks and laughter
You know we go hard
Another chapter in the story
“when it’s coming out?“
You think somebody’ll read it Baz?
“No doubt”
And I’m a give you your flowers
While you on earth breathing
The first producer to throw me beats
In my first season
In the BK the county of Kings
We never counted favors
We just held it down in the ring
Salute the parties you rock
And all the bangers you gave us
Fuck what they say man
You rank with the greatest
Baz you the king
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3. |
What's Real ft. D-rock
03:36
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Sometimes I have a hard time
Communicating with others
Even my mother
Long time friends
Don’t know what it is
Stretches of introversion
Introduced a version
Of myself so complex
Don’t know the inner workings
Tired all day when it’s time to sleep
I feel energetic
Nobody up for texting guess
I’ll eat an early breakfast
Stressing over rap shit
That shit is so pretentious
Why we pretending
while the world as we know it is ending?
Self-proclaimed album of year
Lalks on Twitter is
Like acting like you hitting it
When you just walking with her
I don’t belong here
I’m walking on wrong sphere
Contemplating while drinking strong beer
On a long chair
Space Cowboy Bebop
Connecting all the 3 dots
Chopra deepak
You get ya numbers from a stream bot
The whole scene bought
They scheming where the sheep flock
Trying to break through
When there’s iron behind the sheet rock
What’s real when everything is a lie?
We ain’t scared to speak the truth we the realest alive
What’s real when everything is a lie?
We ain’t scared to speak the truth we the realest alive
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4. |
Child of the Streets
04:21
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Shut the fuck up
Big moves stuck up
Bedstuy Cheris
Drunk the fuck up pretty ladies
Dress like the 80s
Pockets flowing with chips
Bank rolls bank shots in the hole
Rucker Park Po
Moogli, scientific artists
Armor underneath the garments
Kamikaze carnage
Peace Bazarro
Sushi on a bed on sorrows
Sent to the gallows with a mental hollow
Mandela Po
Brooklynite fights
Hookers on site, booking flights
Chicks looking nice
Look at my eyes I'm the captain
Steppenwolf slapper
The Snyder cut hype as fuck
Like a scrub missile in the cut
Fresh cut that's what’s up
These rappers suck
Start telling the truth
They just stealing shit
Enterprising rent a cars
Never from the dealership
Backgammon champ chest player
Jamal crawford
Take a pic then I crop you out of it
Fuck you
None of all paying my bills
So why the fuck should I care?
I don’t give a fuck about yall
None of all paying my bills
So why the fuck should I care?
I don’t give a fuck about yall
F bomb the fuck out of this song
You know the don Po
Sitting on the roof top
Popping and letting bombs go
They never admit it
That’s why for years they shitted
Ya record labels' trash
Everybody wanna quit it
I live in the now
Never the past
That shit you’ll never grasp
Pendergrass po
Do they get a pass? « No »
I'm supreme make yall hate to like it
Major crisis
Mega racist Medgar Evers
They playing checkers
Idiots, corny to bone
My sword radiant
That’s why I don’t even laugh with them
My shoes Arabian
Uranium bicep
My flex more amazing
Like Boris Yeltsin with a geisha
The raw unagi
Annunaki
Double the tablets of acid
I'm way passed it
Everybody in the room blasted
Calory deficiency henchmen
With that Nicole kidman
Going fishing with Anna Nicole’s sister
None of all paying my bills
So why the fuck should I care?
I don’t give a fuck about yall
None of all paying my bills
So why the fuck should I care?
I don’t give a fuck about yall
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5. |
Lemons
02:22
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Shrouded in my mystery
Killa godly ability
Got bigger artillery
Popping like it was 10 of me
Hit motherfuckers with two
Now it’s a trilogy
Bag another baddie got us
Talking polygamy huh
Yea
By now they feeling me
Fill em up with bullets
I pull out and it’s a killing spree
Gifted to gab
Don’t gotta be a gimmick
Get to the bag
You know we gotta get it
Crunching the data
Them others dudes dumb
The Buddah Monk
Got'em drunk feeling juiced up
I'm only built for most epic
My record got no blemish
I’m cold blooded
Wanna beef both get deaded
I’m so kinetic it’s copastetic
Bag hoes that’s photogenic
I poke holes inthe narrative
Po
You know the credit
The game is so indebted
I got a vendetta military trained
Kid im dangerous
Make something out nothing
Momma taught me
Make something out nothing
If life gives you lemon
Make lemonade with it
Slap a label on it
Change the game with it
Make something out nothing
Momma taught me
Make something out nothing
If life gives you lemon
Make lemonade with it
Slap a label on it
Change the game with it
In and out of this hell hole
Made me some room
Swing a few elbows
Checking my cellphone
Bending the back of broad
Seeing the bigger picture
She took a picture of us
Wanted to freeze the vision
Barricaded in a quarantine cabin
She pouring tea
She wanted me to act savage
Crypto current
Lactose intolerant
Dumb flow
Illiterate facts though
I’m proud of it
Feeling a little tipsy
Slightly, I’m out of it
She threw the cam on
Porn star anonymous
We hit bedroom after the restroom
Cosplay, role play
I was the best groom
Middle of the afternoon
Nerding out anime
Just to match the mood
Ass looking like half moon
Looking at me
Cheap fucking date
But damn we fucking happy
Make something out nothing
Momma taught me
Make something out nothing
If life gives you lemon
Make lemonade with it
Slap a label on it
Change the game with it
Make something out nothing
Momma taught me
Make something out nothing
If life gives you lemon
Make lemonade with it
Slap a label on it
Change the game with it
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6. |
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Throw the fish in fryer, I ain’t listening to liars
living in the wire feet sitting in the fire
Cats who wanna see us check out and fail
Bunch of reptiles want us hexed out in hell
Wanna gossip bout the moves we make who we date
You gotta stay on point! you never truly safe
Hatred is in the air but failures not in the plans
On a safari for cash
Looking for elephant grands
Intelligent man walking through the desert cross sands
They drawing deserts in the lost land
Leaders never hesitant, eating till our deficit
Going to the top floor hit the roof and leaping off the edge of it
I’m way stubborn and everybody round me knows
A man a value where I move is where the bounty goes
Bazarro
Great friends stay authentic
If ain’t my fault if these motherfuckers don’t get it
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She hit me in my Dm said her name was Sophie
From her profile pic she's somebody I'd go see
I asked if she knew me, she said she wanna get to
Didn't think she'd try to fool me, account looked official
Shoot my shot like a pistol, she said you can have me
I'm feeling you daddy I'll send you the addy.
I hesitated then I started thinking with my other head
Black girl booty but she's whiter than some wonder bread
Chick seemed legit she dropped her location
Slid to the whip I'm on the block to go chasing
Bottle of Dusse and a cold guinness
Cause I ain't trying to finish quick when I go in it
Parking lot I roll in it apartment 4F
Made sure I had condoms I aint going raw yet
She opened the door I see a wild looking fat chick
I'm a still hit but I think I got catfished
Yo on a daily I’m rockin Jays
Cargo pants and spaghetti straps for sunny days
About the sexiest clothes I possess, but hey
The right pose get the thirsty motherfuckers dazed
Easy Peezy play
I send the cash app link I get my bills paid
Add effects to my photo they don’t know I’m fake
Hear my accent in the voicenotes I stimulate
Now they in a rush to visit sunny LA
Oh so gullible
That shit ain’t lovable
You talking to a baddie
Now you think you untouchable
What a bunch of bull
Superficial thoughts keep your pockets blocked
Reputation mocked from around the block
While my homies take the flick and we share the crop
More Jay’s that we copped that a stranger bought
Missing out on real sparks with the queen just cause
Thinking with the wrong head leading with the cock
That’s word
IG chick light skinned
She was liking my pics
Influencer type chick
She would write to the kid
Nice hips shapely looking like a mainstream
Celebrity her face would pop up
When I had a day dream
She would see traveling
She would come through
Knot in her bikini teasing me
Would start to undo
Cos-playing dressing up like my favorite anime
Had me turning like Bruce Banner
With the gamma ray
Said she wanna start a OnlyFans with me
Said we can make some money
And visit some lands with me
And I’m a porn star in my head but yo
That’s a little too far
But I like your flow
Asking for some pictures
But I ain’t press send
Had to remind myself
This just some internet shit
And I on know shorty from a hole in the wall
Catch me in real time or nothing at all huh
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8. |
Star Sign
04:13
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Idealistically
I would have made it before
But all this time on the sideline
Made me greatly mature
The game can deceptively change
Who you are at the core
To try to fit in with the corn balls
In charge with the score
Hit my man’s up
Had to get my finance up
This world is gangster
It can leave you all banged up
It’s a full time gig
Keeping motherfuckers honest
How you trust a man that’ll steal
From his own mama
The code of honor
Seldom respected in practice
Ran across so many dudes
Who would elevate backwards
My mental space
To blaze up anything moving
So when they spot me sparks
Those “it’s him again” rumors
The same energy you see me with?
My whole team is with?
We keep the scene lit
That cream drip
I dreamed it many times over
Lined up my zodiac
Gin with lime soda
I’ll die on my sword
The bravest always
Reap the reward
In the scene my brain recorded
I peeped and absorbed
And when the clock winding down
I'm keeping the ball
And show out
On any feature like
Steven seagall
That’s the life of being a boss
I making the call
At the store which one you want fam?
I’m taking em all
And by now
Objectively ain’t no debating at all
I hit the block aggressively
Soon to be greatest of all
Humility nah
Getting head in the auxiliary car
Agility paul
The law of physics disregard
The shit is so raw it’ll make
A sushi maker applause
Yall still paying for broads
I got it shaking abroad
How you say the god adjacent to god
When he the god?
Swear to god
Motherfuckers dream of taking my job
But my shoe way bigger
Shaq feet couldn’t fill em
It’s like one plus one
Blast heat bullet hit em
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9. |
Balrog ft. DJ Crocombo
02:53
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I seen hundreds
Stacked like dictionary pages
Hacked the directory
Our victory is famous
Hybrid hustle
My minds a big muscle
Games made up of a bunch of
Face cards that reshuffle
Labels fold we rock labels
On top of clothes
Stay in shape though
Faithful to the code
Eating burgers medium well
Hop on the L
Merch on the net PayPals
You got mail
Chicks try to black mail
Screen shot my shit
Shoot ya shot don’t be mad
If she grab my dick
I'm bout the action
I don’t like the weak small talk
I'm a ball hog
Put knuckles to mouth like Balrog
Roll with alcoholics and junk food attic
When they shooting grab the cash
While them other fools panic
I do damage my signature known
When Baz throw up the oop
You know who bringing it home
Hey yo
Baz you know how I do
Yo i ain’t gotta lie
Ain’t gotta front for nobody
Nah we really live this
It’s a public fact
Do you own research
Check the stats
Yo fam yo
you know how I do
Yo i ain’t gotta lie
Ain’t gotta front for nobody
Nah we really live this
It’s a public fact
Do you own research
Check the stats
Booster shot smack you up
Lose ya watch
Won't stop till
I cop the crib with two garage
Uber large
B-sides sounding like projects
While they keep recycling the same nonsense
We do the artform in sharpform
Everysince the god born
Shit got warm
Yellow cake bake uranium pies
Subterranean ties
I was conceived witha radiant mind
Fuck ya contract you can keep that
We release that heat that'll reach that peak
I know you peeped that
Black seed
Thats planted on fertile ground
Notice we deep in the venue
When you circle around
And you can mean mug us all you like
When we step in the room
Team stole all ya light
Yo the king slayer in and out of town
Yo we ready
Kill you for a bounty of pennies
Baz you know how I do
Yo i ain’t gotta lie
Ain’t gotta front for nobody
Nah we really live this
It’s a public fact
Do you own research
Check the stats
Yo fam yo
you know how I do
Yo i ain’t gotta lie
Ain’t gotta front for nobody
Nah we really live this
It’s a public fact
Do you own research
Check the stats
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10. |
Sorry not Sorry
02:59
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Grassroots back to school
For these rap dudes
I'm back duke huh
Don’t ask me what that axe do
Storytellers on wax
Minus the facts dudes
Walking with a target on your back
You can’t relax dude
Bodies on ya jacket on some rap shit
You talk shit but actually
You ain’t even a tad rich
Bossman like Chadwick
Black Panther action
Talking bout you helping street money
Straight back to Saks Fifth
I’m a disciple in the cypher
I decipher cycles
I seen em coming from a mile
From my sniper rifle
Word salad rap buffet full of clichés
Made up tales of street fame
Such a weak lane
If the shoe fits, let the words stick
Like a seat stain
End your circle of life
In complete shame
With my brother in arms
Pharogam'll melt ya
Got ya covered like a Nam veteran
In a bomb shelter
Scram
It ain’t that type of party
Pardon me for being honest
I’m sorry but not sorry
Scram
It ain’t that type of party
Pardon me for being honest
I’m sorry but not sorry
I come across how I come across
Running numbers off
Fuck around and take the summer off
Lock em down on defense
Can’t even get a jumper off
I hear ya name
And associate it with something soft
I was never a good liar
Them bars is super light
You was never a good writer
You was always a corny nigga
Always getting cheating on
Your girl was lonely with cha
Word got around
That you was a little mad
Motherfuckers tussling over a little bag
Job ass nigga
Fronting like it’s drug money
Whole life a lie
Wonder why nobody trust money
I rap for big bundles bitch
Ya ass is disgruntled
Dysfunshunal on 3rd and 2
I’ll still punt you
My ear is polygraph
Fuck ya phony Molly raps
If you hear em spitting hot air
That means they probably gassed
Scram
It ain’t that type of party
Pardon me for being honest
I’m sorry but not sorry
Scram
It ain’t that type of party
Pardon me for being honest
I’m sorry but not sorry
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11. |
Black Wolf
02:27
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Strictly private seats
Escaping poverty
I spoke with modesty
Quickly became a prodigy
Choosing Po’s like
Unlocking a secret character
Get ya fucking mind blow
Like when you leave America
Just another milestone
Add it to my catalogue
Warriors is gathering
We battling in babylon
I see you cast the first stone
I’m a throw you back à brick
Saluting your whole eulogy
And pop you like a bag of chips
I live in infamy the infinite epiphany
Militant symphony
For the imminent victory
The human trilogy
Who’s life is like an epic novel
Souped up character model
Tthe mind of Aristotle
My album read like ya favorite novel
Seeing artists get raped
For setting trends
That all the majors follow
Eddie Bravo bars
I say outlandish shit
Encrypt my wisdom on tablets
Of silver manuscripts
Gemstones on my chain
I walk with energy
My form original I flex my own identity
My aura and my story different
These dudes are victims
The system got thinking
Being savage is the realest
Weak brain super convinced
That you the alpha
How many times
You gonna hit us with the same album?
Properly formatted
To an industry of standards
An orphan of the game
Years later left abandoned
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12. |
I Ain't Gonna Hold You
02:49
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We don’t get paid vacation or sick leave
The game’ll give you a pink slip
Though if you slip
Hidden jealousies
Be careful of them dudes who grin
Circle stay solid
Still I got a few new friends
Some got snipped
Nipped it at the bud real quick
Thinking I don’t see it
When you try to act slick
Mainly I stay vocal
Other parts I adlib
Numb to the pain
Like an ibuprofen tablet
Electronic money
Now the system is cashless
Feel lucky I found
Something for which I was passionate
Some days I felt rich
Some days my cash dipped
Sometimes the biz slow
Sometimes you catch licks
Copping 2 dollar tacos with drinks
Life’s a movie
The cast change like broken limbs
Weather changes
Strep in my throat with phlegm
Resting the body
And it’s best not to overthink
I ain’t gonna hold you
Just respect and dap me when I roll through
And I keep
Moving like I’m supposed to
And keep conquering just like I told you
I ain’t gonna hold you
Just respect and dap me when I roll through
And I keep
Moving like I’m supposed to
And keep conquering just like I told you
Kinks in my armor
Find one I’ll shoot you
Checks you got for me
Just cut em
I salute you
African print on my jacket
Shaka Zulu
Yall cats sound forced
Like RZA voice from Hulu
What you doing it for?
Nah
What you doing it for?
I'm in the trenches
Like Ralph McDaniels with a camera
Real first person point of view on the canvas
Traveling to big shows
With city transit
While they switched up
I stuck to transcript
Handshakes grip tight
Henny with ice
The type of chicks
Staring at me yo plenty would like
And yo kid you nice
We gotta work on something
Knowing damn well shit is lie
These dudes fronting
Built my own shit
Never need them for nothing
That’s word to my babies motherfucker
I ain’t gonna hold you
Just respect and dap me when I roll through
And I keep
Moving like I’m supposed to
And keep conquering just like I told you
I ain’t gonna hold you
Just respect and dap me when I roll through
And I keep
Moving like I’m supposed to
And keep conquering just like I told you
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13. |
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Motherfuckers is disrespectful
Leave that girl alone
If she doesn’t wanna sex you
You being creepy trynna force the action
When it comes to this rap shit
Got it sown and mastered
Seeing clones and bastards
Trying to steal my shiznit
What you doing is a hobby kid
I built it as a business
Best rapper, flow punchlines accolades
I can lay an album
That’ll make careers pass away
While you calculating risk
I’m the balcony wit drinks
Celly blowing up with texts saying
You album is the shit
And it’s palpable you feel it
I’m connected to the streets
Over here we show love
To those benefit the least
Motherfuckers hate you
When you spit too real
Saying
Po Tone it down it’s bit too real
Getting all in my grill like the Missy Elliott song
I'm sending missiles
Piss on the altar your skeletons on
Live for the day but
Projecting all my blessings tomorrow
Call us out
Me and Nejma take the best of them on
Gloria estefan hit-making echelon
Pressing on
Setting sail black Magellan
Riding on megaledons
You could make an album or two off our collabs
Caught a body in the lab
Uppercut you right hook & jab
The King and Queen of Dysfunctional
Don’t be mad Baz said it
You get it we untouchable indestructible
Po & NeJ
We sewn from a different thread
Don’t kiss ass or beg for bread to get ahead
The work speaks for itself top of the shelf
Ya shit is bar back step on the tarmac
Internationally we on that
Celebrating the victories this delivery
Take note and start rappin with some sort of dignity
It’s no mystery the key to this consistency
False history ya’ll caught up in the trickery
Like when a fake bitch comes up on you acting sisterly
Keep producing if I see tomorrow I’m improving
Police shooting people take a video keep it moving
Ain’t nothing change it’s up to us nobody’ll save us
The voice of Hip Hop
A weapon against those who enslave us
Fuck ya’ll pay us giving you the gift God gave us
Braveheart something courageous no hiatus
They hate us try to erase us still success awaits us
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14. |
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Peace the Gs and eloheem
The elite in the league
The scoring leader on the board
I'm the beast of the East
Put anybody up
Body em fast in body bags
While you was popping tags
I’m chopping body part in a bag
You only tough with a crew
A bulletproof and a gun
Ya corpse leaking on the floor
When the music is done
Call of duty on the snare
Shoot you out ya Monclair
You thought Napoleon was done for year
Au contraire
I'm type rare
The skill set will set fires off
I kill threats head shots
Bullet rip ya eyes off
The clutch shooter who you go to
When it’s game time
Thinking bout my post game comments
At the same time
You see the brainchild I created?
Got em all fixated motherfuckers wanna hate it
In my face never say shit
Keep you fucking mouth shut
We tear the house down (yo Baz)
What’s up?
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15. |
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Sipping fermented got em slurring out sentence
New babies sperm fertilize placentas
Murder game splendid when i verbalize reckless
When I pop ya whole fate can be reversed in 5 seconds
Not 10 put in the top 10 chop em out
Fly quote body cold hit the canvas knock em out
Power cypher Po the legend broke necks no sweat
Code red on her rag I’m a give no sex
It’s the Greco-Roman I wrestle Joe Rogan
Choke em no Joke all my folks know the slogan
No man can stop em I’m an excellent example
Careful like Bazarro when he selecting a sample
Don’t waste my time cause time waits no one
Don’t try to slow me down I know exactly where I’m going
Yo please ya cats on ya knees begging for light
Thirsty as fuck I do this on a regular night
Peace
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16. |
Check 1,2 Outro
01:01
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Napoleon Da Legend Brooklyn, New York
Napoleon Da Legend Bilingual MC & Producer artist from Comoros, living in Brooklyn, New York.
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