I: If I was to be a father I would learn from Kenny Rogers Reach for the whiskey, bypass the Henny bottles A gambler, running away from Morgana That new chancellor Trynna take a chance on my stamina Beam me up to the 80s, my login is Kenny Loggins Straight to the Danger Zone Dammit mane, I'm home KC is for Keyshia Cole, Is Kenneth Cole related? How come my connection to him is never debated (huh?) I'm just a hope carrying proletariat In a world of have-nots it's overbearing The notion of failing I won't bare with it I don't care with it I'm so fearless My Uncle Swanny says.... ("Fuck you cowards and the naysayers!") Maydayyyyy! You falling off and you ain't got no prayer And the real niggaz know to keep the hustle-hustle ALIVE! Hustle-Hustle ALIVE! Hustle-Hustle ALIVE! Hook: They stay killing Kenny But he come back ALWAYS Certified, Executive Realness ALL DAY Why lie? The extreme divide of the Rich and Poor keeps the hustle-hustle ALIVE! Hustle-Hustle ALIVE! Hustle-Hustle ALIVE! Hustle-Hustle ALIVE! Hustle-Hustle ALIVE! Hustle-Hustle ALIVE! Hustle-Hustle ALIVE! Hustle-Hustle ALIVE! Hustle-Hustle ALIVE! II: Evidently you can never check me Unless you're setting records like you're Kenny Chesney And I fight for everything, even my sanity You be surrounding me with lies and insanity Why the fuck must I explain what it means to be Black and poor? Ad nauseum you've heard the story tracked before I won't elaborate on Blackness in America Rather get the dynamite Collapse every barrier (Boom!) I'm advocating for myself That's how I move through the public assistance system in stealth What makes you look at me like I want to commit a crime? No tats, no piercings, and I never did a line Don't play with me, you coke heads just sniffing (flour!) you should be afraid of what I'm doing next, I'm a stalwart Not one those bastards robbin Baskin Robbins Where my validation for not being part of the problem? Hook: They stay killing Kenny But he come back ALWAYS Certified, Executive Realness ALL DAY Why lie? The extreme divide of the Rich and Poor keeps the hustle-hustle ALIVE! Hustle-Hustle ALIVE! Hustle-Hustle ALIVE! Hustle-Hustle ALIVE! Hustle-Hustle ALIVE! Hustle-Hustle ALIVE! Hustle-Hustle ALIVE! Hustle-Hustle ALIVE! Hustle-Hustle ALIVE! I need candy on my cigar Zoning out to Kenny G Might play the sitar But focused on that getty green You walk around with herpes and don't even fuckin know it But you worried where my dick is going like you want a dosage You gotta comment but you'd rather be blogging it Face hidden, name changed, you assholes anonymous How you part lips in a cinch? Ass out, jeans labeled Abercrombie and (Bitch!) Lemme call Kanye Oh I mean Kenny West He could fill me in on the real, send me plenty texts All these young boys looking for Daddy to feed em To get by they turn trick Exposure indecent Falling in these traps ain't the business But it's a surplus of hoes underselling their stock, what's the difference? Real niggaz know to keep the hustle-hustle ALIVE! Hustle-Hustle ALIVE! Hustle-Hustle ALIVE! Hook: They stay killing Kenny But he come back ALWAYS Certified, Executive Realness ALL DAY Why lie? The extreme divide of the Rich and Poor keeps the hustle-hustle ALIVE! Hustle-Hustle ALIVE! Hustle-Hustle ALIVE! Hustle-Hustle ALIVE! Hustle-Hustle ALIVE! Hustle-Hustle ALIVE! Hustle-Hustle ALIVE! Hustle-Hustle ALIVE! Hustle-Hustle ALIVE!

Why they ain't fuckin wit me Cuz they ain't ready Hook I ain't I ain't sticking with these I ain't I ain't sticking with these I ain't I ain't sticking with these parasites and bottom feeders I get trippy when I'm bizzaay Busy when I'm trip trip Busy when I'm trippy B-busy when I'm trippy 1: I dive Into the bottomless underground Got five Think I wanna smoke another pound To bail Nagging responsibilities That fail To get riches to riches in my vicinity But still Can't none of this shit imprison me Oh you feel I'm inhibited by iniquities But yet You whore throughout these industries You spent Diseased by the time you're 53 Before it get repetitive Take a chance Don't be scared of the cards and the way the hand Plays; keep the Ace in case the man Betrays with a Spade you can sway the champ While you doing the most, I play like I got nothing to lose Cuz its actually true The real shit needs no fuckin excuse Hook I ain't I ain't sticking with these I ain't I ain't sticking with these I ain't I ain't sticking with these parasites and bottom feeders I get trippy when I'm bizzaay Busy when I'm trip trip Busy when I'm trippy B-busy when I'm trippy 2: Uhhh! I swear Cleanliness is Godliness No fears being surrounded by sodomists I'm in a hostel, bathrooms are unattractive business If it's ever clean, Goddammit it must be sacrilegious If you test my testicular fortitude At best, get shot in the eye; a sordid view I suppose you talk the game taught to you So disposed to lies most affordable Here's the irony Cuz all day niggas got doe for the opiates And the dope is laced with nothing but caffeine and ritalin Molly don't know your face Good pussy only come to those that wait Keep playing you'll be limp by 48 And apparently you don't know lotion So ashy you should exfoliate Hook I ain't I ain't sticking with these I ain't I ain't sticking with these I ain't I ain't sticking with these parasites and bottom feeders I get trippy when I'm bizzaay Busy when I'm trip trip Busy when I'm trippy B-busy when I'm trippy 3: If you can't stand the heat Stay out the kitchen Unless you're a peon, made of freon I can't call it but I'm predisposed By my sun sign Aries I guess the fire keeps me on Blood stream pyro Heartbeat neon That's why when you consider death you should think of me beyond Any other beyond Shadow of a doubt Cuz I'm only showing you the light before you see dawn Extended metaphors for yo ass How I overcame the pain of the past? It's called frequent masturbation A day without it and I can only think if your ass waiting Cuz my urges never latent But if I settled for a whore then I'm complacent Neither of us would let each other go I must be hell bent against letting you escape to God's graces Hook Hook I ain't I ain't sticking with these I ain't I ain't sticking with these I ain't I ain't sticking with these parasites and bottom feeders I get trippy when I'm bizzaay Busy when I'm trip trip Busy when I'm trippy B-busy when I'm trippy Out I ain't sticking with these I ain't sticking I ain't I ain't I ain't sticking with these parasites... bottom feeders They ain't ready They ain't They ain't They ain't They ain't They ain't Re-re-re-re Re-re-re-re readaaayyyyy!

You know how I do.. Libations Oww Hook I need that brown (Owww!) When I sip I tap into the spirits When I sip I tap into the spirits The holy holy spirits Chuuuuch! I need that clear (Clear!) When I sip I tap into the spirits When I sip I tap into the spirits The holy holy spirits Refrain And it feels bloody good bloody good BLOODY GOOD! And it feels bloody good bloody good BLOODY GOOD! And it feels bloody good bloody good BLOODY GOOD! And it feels bloody good when I'm misunderstood 1: If you throw stones out of a glass house You might amass lacerations all in your bad mouth From chards of glass ricocheting You spitting game that'll slit your brain crisp and plain The shit's insane Better quit complaining unless ya live in a derelict tenement that's crumbling to the sediments There isn't a sentiment settling Giving way to any kind of sympathy for negative energy Just a master of ceremony Trying to get his Masters faster on the fly So I could pacify the flaccid mass of guys Only satisfied with acting bastardized Imagine if my dreams we're actualized My natural eye be the one with the battle cry Perhaps gratified that I could look back at life Classified as a Black defying tragic lies Of Uncle Tom stereotypes that belie Making it difficult for some to practice pride Shoulda been an ancient dragonfly Breathing fire on slave-owning forefathers, patricide Hook I need that brown (Owww!) When I sip I tap into the spirits When I sip I tap into the spirits The holy holy spirits Chuuuuch! I need that clear (Clear!) When I sip I tap into the spirits When I sip I tap into the spirits The holy holy spirits Refrain And it feels bloody good bloody good BLOODY GOOD! And it feels bloody good bloody good BLOODY GOOD! And it feels bloody good bloody good BLOODY GOOD! And it feels bloody good when I'm misunderstood 2: I'm at the risk Of attacking unattractive masculine characters with an asterisk Throw em like ninja stars In defense of contingents posing like demigods Must be time to get out the small pond If its lonely at the top and there's nothing but all pawns If it's free enterprise why ain't freedom as free? Exhorbitant extortion, unbelievable fees When they discovered I wasn't bluffing They tried to stuff a muzzle on me to muffle my nuggets buzzing But if it wasn't for none of my rugged plugs You would b stuck suffering thru insufferable crud Coming frim these bums strutting duds Everyone knows you're a bust A thug in Uggs Showing so much love you starting fucking the crew At the W But there was nothing in it for you I get it in on simpletons and sinners Offending beginners I don't need Guinness to bring the business Dawg, you're barking up the wrong tree, get back un your kennel Before the Chinese slip you into the menu Hook I need that brown (Owww!) When I sip I tap into the spirits When I sip I tap into the spirits The holy holy spirits Chuuuuch! I need that clear (Clear!) When I sip I tap into the spirits When I sip I tap into the spirits The holy holy spirits Refrain And it feels bloody good bloody good BLOODY GOOD! And it feels bloody good bloody good BLOODY GOOD! And it feels bloody good bloody good BLOODY GOOD! And it feels bloody good when I'm misunderstood 3: Fiery knowledge Incendiary to the brain No expletives, I'm more profane than you proclaim And you sound weak, you don't know pain Let me enlighten you; Pour the propane On your scalp Ignite a massive massacre To make it sizzle like the afterburn of an unnatural perm When it's not apt to curse, I'm taciturn You're left for dead like I was a passive nurse I've grown weary of weird theatrics Steered by your myriad of geriatrics The pickings are slim; stick to the script Most of you boys are decoys devoid of poise I'm impervious to flirts When I observe perverted politicians refer to each other as perverts Turn em into nervous wrecks Whenever I thwart my third leg When they notice the girth, shirts shed So they thirst and twerk in absurd ways These self-serving politicians get gassed When I rip ass Trying to deep throat for my vote Hook I need that brown (Owww!) When I sip I tap into the spirits When I sip I tap into the spirits The holy holy spirits Chuuuuch! I need that clear (Clear!) When I sip I tap into the spirits When I sip I tap into the spirits The holy holy spirits Refrain And it feels bloody good bloody good BLOODY GOOD! And it feels bloody good bloody good BLOODY GOOD! And it feels bloody good bloody good BLOODY GOOD! And it feels bloody good when I'm misunderstood .

hunkE, IKP hunkE, IKP hunkE, IKP Brotha it's your time A: I don't be stressin over fellas that dont b really be checkin for me Been doing this regularly I chew off the head of a beast quickly Keep em abreast of my pedigree I'm a master with better degrees Better believe I spit a sick game How you invest then settle for cheap They selling you rhetoric never acceptable at a fixed rate Ya better get with the metaphors Meta-7s Meta-11s I'm giving up to you this day You would think the shit is invisible You can't even witness the skill killing you like gammas and X-rays On the other end of the spectrum Ya still can't see me with ultraviolet blue and infrared rays I been amongst the city scum The trifling niggas collecting urine and pitching it out their windows You be overlooking me Can't see where I'm coming from Stay young and dumb getting burned by the innuendo Breakdown Ima eat a lil nigga up for breakfast Put you in a state of shock It's electric Take away the anesthetic till you're breathless I get aggressive No question Why you sitting there worried bout the next prick? Getting mad cuz ur name ain't on the guestlist Looking stupid when you feeling so pretentious Just accept it Hook No Mention You just the next bitch Begging for attention Come for the Prez leave headless And you get no mention I LIVE You just the next bitch I LIVE Begging for attention I LIVE Come for the Prez leave headless And you get no mention B: Ha haaaa If u on that bullshit swag I will not participate Burn you at the stake or should I eviscerate You busy pitchin them pennies with underhand strokes Gotta have ya two cents knowing everybody broke I suppose u really digging for gold, let it go Why u gotta have ya nose all in everybody dope? You ain't built for that, and I must mitigate better get it straight Stick a dick in the stigmas u instigate And let it penetrate Wait It ain't been safe Everybody know killers at large and everybody tote Photographers ain't always running round with a Canon And real soldiers don't always throw down with a cannon Truuu! Breakdown Ima eat a lil nigga up for breakfast Put you in a state of shock It's electric Take away the anesthetic till you're breathless I get aggressive No question Why you sitting there worried bout the next prick? Getting mad cuz ur name ain't on the guestlist Looking stupid when you feeling so pretentious Just accept it Hook No Mention You just the next bitch Begging for attention Come for the Prez leave headless And you get no mention I LIVE You just the next bitch I LIVE Begging for attention I LIVE Come for the Prez leave headless And you get no mention C: Yo Prez Talk to em On some real shit uh huhhh They say lyricism is dead But you know that these niggaz ain't paying for skills They barely got skills to be paying the bills You that the shit that I'm saying is real It's cray and it's trill And most of you yapping can't handle this If you tried you would sound like you stammering So quit the shenanigans I'm hot as a wick at the end of a candle tip How in the fuck are you managing To get in the game witcha mans and them? Real niggas is out here famishing And you ashy monkeys need lanolin I will be killing these phonies and giving a eulogy with a damn mandolin You fucking your way to the top End up with chlamydia cutting a champion Fuck out of here, go back to ya baby moms she needs pampering There is no way that you're tampering With the spirit of me and my handsome men Ya aptitudes I'm damaging I sound like I'm speaking Mandarin? The thrill is gone Terminal, killing ya, flow cancerous And you get no mention Oh you the next bitch Begging for attention? Come for the Prez Leave headless And you get no mention!

Tastefully tasty Tastefully tasty Tastefully tasty Tastefully tasty Tastefully tasty Tastefully tasty Tastefully tasty Tastefully tasty Hook I could be the only queer rapper with a conscience Cuz I own it I wear it with a badge of honor Why? Cuz I own it YEAH! Cuz I own it YEAH! Cuz I own it And it don't phase me Why? Cuz I own it Better switch it up when I drop, I does this Tastefully tasty Why? Cuz I own it YEAH! Cuz I own it YEAH! Cuz I own it And you can't phase me Why? Cuz I own it Breakdown I don't wanna live life paying bills I need greenback bills I wanna rock like Bill Laswell I don't wanna live life paying bills I need greenback bills I wanna rock like Bill as well 1: I don't own an aviary homie So I never cared for a bird that pigeonholes me I am Lyte as a rock STILL CAN'T HOLD ME Cuz I got gigawatt knowledge IN MY HOLDINGS Who the hell you supposed to be with corroded gold teeth? Better just mosey If you see me zoning Ah Ah Ah I never dwell in the throes of broke dreams And I Won't approach no goal with no scheme Mostly, I unload the flow to blow steam If you know me You know I like Cheddar with roast beef I'm too busy being a Veteran Collecting benefits to let a delicate minion interfere with grown folks steez Booby Trap! Hook I could be the only queer rapper with a conscience Cuz I own it I wear it with a badge of honor Why? Cuz I own it YEAH! Cuz I own it YEAH! Cuz I own it And it don't phase me Why? Cuz I own it Better switch it up when I drop, I does this Tastefully tasty Why? Cuz I own it YEAH! Cuz I own it YEAH! Cuz I own it And you can't phase me Why? Cuz I own it Breakdown I don't wanna live life paying bills I need greenback bills I wanna rock like Bill Laswell I don't wanna live life paying bills I need greenback bills I wanna rock like Bill as well 2: Gotta be in it to win it I'm on it like a hornet When I get it, you got it Get it got it the gone! Cynically distressed Chronically homeless Clinically depressed Serotonin zoning I lack hosts to digest lactose And I might be mad close to a mack that lacks hope (*Hock*) Coughing phlegm cuz I had a McFlurry Stoned, rock bottom but absent of worry My tennis shoes unclean My funds fuel my dreams Dingy 6-by-9s how I slumber in the New York scenes Monthly checks blown the first week to keep it all alive Subsidized rent and EBT get me by If I don't fuck witcha Don't make me go for the jugular You have no function at my junction With lyrics limp as erectile dysfunction No further discussion, done! Booby trap! Hook I could be the only queer rapper with a conscience Cuz I own it I wear it with a badge of honor Why? Cuz I own it YEAH! Cuz I own it YEAH! Cuz I own it And it don't phase me Why? Cuz I own it Better switch it up when I drop, I does this Tastefully tasty Why? Cuz I own it YEAH! Cuz I own it YEAH! Cuz I own it And you can't phase me Why? Cuz I own it Extended Breakdown I don't wanna live life paying bills I need greenback bills I wanna rock like Bill Laswell I don't wanna live life paying bills I need greenback bills I wanna rock... Gimme drums! Gimme mo drums!

intro: this is an emergency broadcast coming to you from Reigning Positivity Music to nofify you that this delectable mixture of ear candy you are witnessing are the sounds of.....Master Majj (echo) and featured on this track is the ever-changing, ever-growing rhymer known as I.K.P., and he would like to take a moment to offer some ill words of wisdom on this musical marvel. Yeah! Yo…. verse 1: this time I do it bigger do this a bit sicker like venom in ya liquor at greatness I stay a winner never quitter my chin up my roots sweet as ginger you call me a sinner but you won’t make me bitter cuz in the few minutes elapsin' I’ll have your brain collapsin' Even if you feel you're relapsin' i'll have ya spine prolapsin' nervous system breaks down when ya feel my verbal attack's propinquity stick with me, you bout to see the sickest streak run the victory swag stooped, down syndrome systems, shutting it down and shiftin them ri-diculous, have you skinny-dippin down in antarctica i don't want no parts of ya unless you’re goin hard as F-U-C-K thirty-eight twenty-five on the cell-ay my game’s official; you might just get arrested and in these days in age i aint got no time for witness protection fuck a "sweet dream": i ain't tatooing no nigga's name across me or in my heart, i'm just letting it be known what life has taught me hook: if you’re setting the record then set it straight and if you setting it straight then be direct and if you gon be direct then have respect cuz if you trynna come wit it then you gotta come correct if you’re setting the record then set it straight and if you setting it straight then be direct and if you gon be direct then have respect cuz if you trynna come wit it then you gotta come correct breakdown: uh, uh! uhhhhhh! uh, uh! uhhhhhh! uh, uh! uhhhhhh! uh, uh! uhhhhhh! eh-eh-eh, uh, uh! eh-eh eh-eh, uh! (ok!) eh-eh-eh, uh, uh! eh-eh eh-eh, uh! (alright!) eh-eh-eh, uh, uh! eh-eh eh-eh, uh! (ok!) eh-eh-eh, uh, uh! eh-eh eh-eh, uh! (alright!) verse 2: I think MDJ wants pussy on a plate Yup! That’s what he said Pussy on a plate p-p-pussy on a plate back in the day, nobody gave a damn about my probity my words fall on deaf ears, totally, but the hope in me was coaxing my suicidal tendencies notably when my options were running out, soaked under the coldest grief that's when i took it upon myself with the help of no one else playin it out, the hand i was dealt rockin till my vibes were felt and even if they ain't feel me, i made sure niggas knew me to those acting clueless, i only fucks with the truest truth set me free long time ago things fall in to place like dominoes now i'm a dominatrix who takes it back to the basics basically, even as the end times are chasin me i'm only thinkin of breakin free and improving my circumstances faithfully so i can end up where my angels be but if you living dangerously take it from me eh eeeee! hook: if you’re setting the record then set it straight and if you setting it straight then be direct and if you gon be direct then have respect cuz if you trynna come wit it then you gotta come correct if you’re setting the record then set it straight and if you setting it straight then be direct and if you gon be direct then have respect cuz if you trynna come wit it then you gotta come correct breakdown: uh, uh! uhhhhhh! uh, uh! uhhhhhh! uh, uh! uhhhhhh! uh, uh! uhhhhhh! eh-eh-eh, uh, uh! eh-eh eh-eh, uh! (ok!) eh-eh-eh, uh, uh! eh-eh eh-eh, uh! (alright!) eh-eh-eh, uh, uh! eh-eh eh-eh, uh! (ok!) eh-eh-eh, uh, uh! eh-eh eh-eh, uh! (alright!) if you’re setting the record then set it straight and if you setting it straight then be direct and if you gon be direct then have respect cuz if you trynna come wit it then you gotta come correct if you’re setting the record (OKAAY!!!) if you setting it straight (alright!!) and if you gon be direct (OKAAAY!!!) cuz if you trynna come wit it then you gotta come correct (alright!!) if you’re setting the record then set it straight and if you setting it straight then be direct and if you gon be direct then have respect cuz if you trynna come wit it then you gotta come correct if you’re setting the record then set it straight and if you setting it straight then be direct and if you gon be direct then have respect cuz if you trynna come wit it then you gotta come correct Coda: like this… chiiiid! But before I get on out this mug One more thing Pause on these NUTS Biatch!

Refrain We've walked together down this winding road Searching for something true Together we grew But now our journey has come to an end and it's on to something new For me and you Pre-verse I'm back on it A new day is dawning The vigilante spawning I got them evils cornered I'm back on it A new day is dawning The vigilante spawning I got them evils cornered 1: But only a few understand What goes on behind the scenes Looking for the man that I'm trying to be Trying to find my prime so I finally Can do the things I planned when I was sixteen Trying to stay clean, trying to stay lean Like years ago when I was a Marine Dynamic, I wont need a time machine Just to be nostalgic, I focus on the here and now Like my radio queens I got to Air It Out Would be an earthquake if I ever fell harder Elemental party starter A kamikaze martyr But instead rather be a dedicated pride marcher Every lyric is taking you farther tomorrow Who better than me who brings positivity thru pain? Lying below the trenches.naked and through the rain The government can try to take everything But the people will rise to take it all back And you can bet that Put that on EVERYTHING We may struggle but nothing ever stays the same Refrain We've walked together down this winding road Searching for something true Together we grew But now our journey has come to an end and it's on to something new For me and you Backgrounds: We're all searching We're all searching For something true Yeah for something true! Back on it back on it Back on it back on it Back on it 2: Yeahhh Uh! Break some weed Nigga I got a story to tell That starts a while ago with the breakup from hell Got my Bachelors cuz still I excel But the worries piled I couldn't really exhale The income became minimal I scaled down To a storage unit and a friend's couch Finishing my LP, my single gets a nod Let It B Known, I'm introducing myself own No clique, small team, me and my cream Mad interviews and drops to let em know what I.K.P. means My grandmother passes, I'm by my mom side Had to dig into the savings for the plane ride Rivers were cried but that woman still shine Even tho she had to bury two before her time When I returned Florida ain't want me no more The savings empty Virginia-bound, I was unsure Would I ever break even with constant debt Slow job market meant my temp position brings no permanent checks By New Years I was vexed I did not leave my room when the ball dropped, feeling stressed Music my only outlet and the verses pour The only currency I had when I close the door And you can bet that Put that on EVERYTHING We may struggle but nothing ever stays the same Refrain We've walked together down this winding road Searching for something true Together we grew But now our journey has come to an end and it's on to something new For me and you Background: Ain't it man... Uh ain't it the truth? Because we need it now Because we need it now Yeah Come on! Pre-verse I'm back on it (eyyyy!) A new day is dawning The vigilante spawning I got them evils cornered I'm back on it (Rrrrrahhh!) A new day is dawning The vigilante spawning I got them evils cornered Ok 3. Somehow I know where I'm supposed to be But it's not exactly where I wanna be nahhh! A lotta stories don't come with happy endings If I have to suffer that fate I won't shake Long as positivity reigns I'm bringing new beginnings Perhaps another billing Maybe another inning It can be a weird flux, with all the growing pains From childhood to manhood, emotional angst Jaded at the world for cards we're dealt Play em the best we can Don't wanna fold the hand But the predicaments put our backs to the wall Bankruptcy, divorce the future doesn't stall feel me? Several doors close many others open If you have faith you will be forced to notice (yeah!) And you can bet that Put that on EVERYTHING We may struggle but nothing ever stays the same Uh huh uh huh uh huh I like that hunkE Uh huh uh huh uh huh I like that hunkE And you can bet that Put that on EVERYTHING We may struggle but nothing ever stays the same

Intro: Yeah You can judge me all you want But if I was to ever lucky enough to have a child I’d love em enough To tell em everything And this is where I would start 1: Back in the days, before iPads actually I was trynna be the fierce one, spittin in ya Eardrum Cuz Kweli did it, spittin nimble and gifted With the likes of Norah Jones and UGK, simply sufficient Reticent in a solemn night in my first digs, Jacksonville NC Nurturing my verses behind a large oak desk Collecting Soundclick beats with the latest HP Still I stay cheap Refusing to buy a bed; a bachelor pad for real My sister on a foldout couch whenever she would visit I’m on a futon mattress, ignoring the insistence to build the futon Rather get my crew on Trey-Deuce-Deuce Producing a EP with a few songs Cheap mic, cheap software, fist full of dreams Wet behind the ears with no kinda fears Hook I do it for the soul One of the few ways that I feel whole The creativity Is vivid wisdom for my liberty Sometimes the love, I don’t feel it But I’m too invested to give you up so easily Real Shit! Ah – I feel like something else got me… Breakdown: [Quentin Adams] La-La-La La-La… [I.K.P.] Meraki, come over here to Papi [Quentin Adams] La-La-La La-La… La-La-La La-La… [I.K.P.] What! Sometimes I get crazy baby girl you gotta watch me [Quentin Adams] La-La-La La-La… 2: Trynna be the fierce one spittin in ya eardrum With the lifestyle I live, you couldn’t compare none Luring other Marines to take pictures in their underwear Claiming I was a photographer and nothing weird Was going on A lonely kid with money to blow After a failed relationship, and they ain’t even know Got that House In Virginia, stayed essentially celibate Wasn’t selling a bit, but I was buying for the hell of it I used to ride thru Wilmington, Fayetteville, Raleigh, Charlotte Blowing wind in the face of caution Trynna be cordial through online dating They would just talk my ear off; I was patient Meanwhile, scoping my neighbor on the low Saturdays, shirtless, waxing his black Monte Carlo Swapping glimpses, timid, I wouldn’t draw close Peeking through venetian blinds, refinancing my car loan Hook I do it for the soul One of the few ways that I feel whole The creativity Is vivid wisdom for my liberty Sometimes the love, I don’t feel it But I’m too invested to give you up so easily Real Shit! Ah – I feel like something else got me… Breakdown: [Quentin Adams] La-La-La La-La… [I.K.P.] Meraki, come over here to Papi [Quentin Adams] La-La-La La-La… La-La-La La-La… [I.K.P.] What What! Sometimes I get crazy lil man you gotta watch me [Quentin Adams] La-La-La La-La… Bridge To my unborn child When he asks me how How I made it How I made it Keepin it real, keepin it real (Yeah, Yeah, yeah) 3: More positivity, less bullshit More brimstones thrown for less truth from the pulpit I was trynna be the fierce one, spittin in ya eardrum Kweli and T.I. in my veins, I fear none Especially when I heard Kwe “Give Em Hell” Religion getting skittish when in reference to my existence And this is how I conceived my artistic mission And this is how I perceived my personal discipline Turning out the females at open mics Alongside Gemynii Evolving as she stole the nights Only my fervency turn curses into blessings Only my urgency turn near-death to new life Viral meningitis couldn’t divert my messages And a doomed bus trip in Honduras didn’t make me lose sight Eardrum, bumpin in my Chrysler Metaphysical vibes heighten to enlightenment Flowing the nicest through fiber optic bandwidth And more testicular fortitude than you can manage Hook Outro: I do it for the soul One of the few ways that I feel whole The creativity Is vivid wisdom for my liberty Sometimes the love, I don’t feel it But I’m too invested to give you up so easily Real Shit! Ah – I feel like something else got me… [Quentin Adams] La-La-La La-La… Something else got me… Something else got me… [Quentin Adams] La-La-La La-La…

Refrain Don't let me stop Don't let me don't let me don't let me let me stop D-don't let me Don't don't don't Don't let me let me stop Don't let me Let let let let let me let me stop D-don't let me stop One two three four One two three four One two three four I. I'm barely able to make ends meet Cuz even tho rent's cheap Father time remains unfriendly And sometimes downright condescending I borrow at his mercy while he hounds for payment by next week However don't let me stop smiling It's all I have left when fear starts compiling I recall childhood there was a time when Overthinking was not how all my time spent Now I think of when the vibes sent was vibrant How did I screw up and ruin that process? Thumbs down squarely on me Just being honest If winning is the topic that remains constant It don't apply here, the concept is nonsense Especially when the account balance reads 9 cents Tears ducts in a drought no sense in crying All in all don't let me stop smiling Cuz if I lose that, why am I even trying? Don't let me stop Don't let me don't let me don't let me let me stop D-don't let me Don't don't don't Don't let me let me stop Don't let me Let let let let let me let me stop D-don't let me stop Uno dos tres cuatro Uno dos tres cuatro Uno dos tres cuatro Uno dos tres cuatro II He looks to me as the source of positivity Without the gap tooth flashing, you couldn't picture me The sweet saccharine zing of caramel drizzling Makes sweat sizzle and keeps his thistles whistling If romance is afforded I pray it never forfeits Like one-eight-seven, do nothing but bring Kaution If I ever stop smiling could be misfortune So don't let it stop I am begging the sorceress The Almighty One putting him in my path Cosmic blessings feel close within my grasp I'm bout to go in, Caesarean section It is unknown what that'll give birth to The season's vernal The high is herbal Standing at attention is that my Colonel? Real communication is nonverbal I'm jumping hurtles and the touch is internal For some reason I can't stop smiling Even if my heart my just get burgled Gotta keep it jazzy, Ella Fitzgerald Gotta keep that positivity eternal Let's get it! Don't let me stop D-don't let me stop Aba biama ürüa gadrü Aba biama ürüa gadrü Aba biama ürüa gadrü Aba biama ürüa gadrü Please! Don't let me stop smiling Because I just don't have anything else to offer It's just like that ancient proverb Smile at the world, the world smiles back in concert Past malefactors have attempted to kill my mood Military impositions kept me filled with gloom Social obligations tried to seal the tomb Smiling was the main thing that helped heal the wounds Three strikes against me I always feel consumed Gay Black HIV positive, who's feeling doomed? But I'm claiming the power to make millions move So I can't stop smiling but I'm a be real to you Words still can bruise Not much a pill can do To cure the self-hate whenever you feel confused It's the will to prove Whatever you're willing to One day at a time, let faith fill your room Witnessed it firsthand, I used to chill with dude On the verge of suicide, voice filled with blue Endless rivers of tears but, resilience brewed Even mourning his mother's death Still the truth remained Insecurities to be clearing through He walked away from a past that held him back People that kept him trapped He just knelt and asked For forgiveness and strength to make his health come back Couldn't help but smile seeing how far he came I won't stop till the angels call my name Even then I'll keep smiling down, shining down Hope these words guide you as much as your time allows Yeah hunkE....gimme blues Gimme blues! I need it Executive Realness, you know how I do! Don't let me... Don't let me.. Don't let me... Don't let me stop!