1. |
Chronophobia
03:15
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[New Classic]
What hit the closest was the post about neurosis
Obsessive mental illness that can interrupt your focus
Chronophobia
I'm from a place you either get ahead or get forgotten
A town Where hearts are black souls are cold and teeth are rotten
A bunch of wannabes fronting like they started something
But take look around precisely what they have is nothing
Weed smokers, stock brokers and crack addicts
Skeletons beneath the floorboards and in the attics
Man I know that y'all ain't rap fanatics
A Bunch of psychopathic fakers your behaviors really hippocratic
Yo
So psychological
And now I'm feeling like the prodigal
the murmur in my chest that I was born with in the hospital
The moment that it healed without a scratch
I knew that I was blessed I wasn't bound for heaven yet
I ran away from home a couple times
but found my way back
Been digging in the past Spitting real facts from way back
Don't wanna live within the past
But this songs about reflecting on these moments I've gotta Make em last
Like the second hand stopped
The minute hand stopped
The hour hand static on my chronograph I copped
so I could get a better grasp upon my time as I live on
The beats within this heart are like the beats within a song
This a 80 beats per minute that's my drug of choice
Besides the whiskey women and cigars I smoked to change my rapping voice
Cuz truth be told When I first started didn't make a noise
The voice I spit with sounded like a little boy
But now I've grown into a man and that means that
I should get my shit together Better formulate a plan
Better lay these lyrics down so I can sell my art to fans
Does that mean that I'm a sell out I hope you understand
Why I had to take the step from spitting verses for the shit of it
Up to spitting verses just to climb out of this pit I'm in
From working day and night For a boss who treats me wrong
And rapping through the night until I see the break of dawn
If I could only make a mil I could maybe pay these bills
or I could sell a couple pills so I could find myself a meal
Will I make a record deal? Will that solve all of my issues?
Or will it turn my art into a weapon they can miss use?
I feel a struggle in my soul
This music is the piece of me that makes my body whole
And I should shy away from giving in so I can make a little currency
This is just a picture of my situation currently
Coffee turned my stomach black
Whiskey turned my liver brown
I used to hate the sound of rap
until I found the underground
And it's ironic that I found a home and family
In something named for vacant space I waste my time and energy
Trying not to occupy, Listen to my battle cry
A legend in the game like I'm 97 Golden Eye
I found a calling in my life I found my purpose
I hope when I look back in time All of this was worth it
If I'm afflicted with a case of chronophobia
I'm gonna leave a legacy Like Earl from magnolia
I used to fear that I would never find myself a home
Back before I came into my own
I spent a quarter of my life putting lyrics on this paper
Biding all my time before I go to meet my maker
They told me Jonny if you make your bed you lie in it
I lay awake at night and pray to God that I Won't die in it
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2. |
Fly (feat. Rolos Rios)
04:12
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[New Classic]
I used to be the kid who always tried to be better
Then I realized all I ever did was try, Try
[Tekmo 9.0]
Now I try to be a good man and a go getter
Til my wings grow strong enough that I can fly
I used to be the kid who always tried to be better…
[Rolos Rios]
I'm looking up it's just my luck another starry day
Another sorry Mom I'm sorry bro I'm sorry babe
Hit the ground running through the street feet please don't fail me now
Escape the jail to mental blocks I'm never getting out
Just call me home won't take me long already on my way
Just take my love and leave my pain then give it all away
Not alone in my dome not at home when I'm home I'm alive but it's killing me slow
All the pain and the pride with the cameras and the lights in my life keep me doing it though
Steady on my way to run away to where the bass at
I'm trying to find a mic that won't ignite up when I lace that
I got to give them all I got cuz they can never take that
I got to run it up see my dreams and then I chase that cause
Decree cuz I can see the future need a chance
But I believe the proper prophecy come from within
Cuz you can speak the heat that beat the evil in the end
Or you can reap your peace if you continue listening
[Tekmo 9.0]
I used to be the kid who always tried to be better
Then I realized all I ever did was try, Try
Now I try to be a good man and a go getter
Til my wings grow strong enough that I can fly
[New Classic]
I've got a lot to lose, But not a lot to give
I got some time to kill, But not a lot to live
And I've been striving since the days when all of us were kids
To make up for my past mistakes and actions that I can't forgive
Yeah
I was given one existence, Let that ruminate
And I was taught to be persistent, never hesitate
A gifted artist with a pen so let me illustrate
The instance when I chose to rise above it all and elevate
Myself out of my deep depression, That I was living in
Lost with no direction itchy trigger finger giving in
I'm not ashamed to say I
Didn't think I'd see today
A Broken hearted runaway
Who Turned into a heavyweight
I'm Capable of writing stories with a pen and pad
Influenced by poetry, my brothers and my mom and dad
I chose to speak my mind without the fear of repercussions
And hold discussions with the microphone and beat percussions
I found my calling when I fell into this underground
my life forever changed was flipped turned right upside down
Some new friends, a new fam a new name
A fresh faced player here to win the damn game
I wanna live a hundred lives no never will I die
I'll spread my wings and then I'll fly up up in to the sky
I'll be your angel let me guide you to this promised Land
Raise your hands and clap if y'all can understand
Understand?
[Tekmo 9.0]
I used to be the kid who always tried to be better
Then I realized all I ever did was try, Try
Now I try to be a good man and a go getter
Til my wings grow strong enough that I can fly
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3. |
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[Jonah Ladd]
This one goes out to the broken hearted
Can't shut us down once the song gets started
We're moving on and we'll never go back
No we'll never go back
No we'll never go back
[New Classic]
I'm here for you, you're there for me
You'll see me soon just wait and see
When I'm in pain your my relief
When I'm in chains you set me free
My pride and joy, my love in life
You make me laugh, so warm inside
I love your smile, I love your eyes
When I'm with you, it's paradise
I push too much, you pull away
I need my space, you wanna stay
When I'm with you I feel alright
'm not another fly by night
Call you my angel cuz it feels like your sent from above
I can't give you my life But I'll give you my love
[Jonah Ladd]
And I would never dream of giving my love just to take it all back
Take it all back
No I would never dream of giving my love just to take it all back
Back
[New Classic]
My heart skips, heart races
Anxious
Can't believe I finally made it
My mixtape, she played it
On the couch while getting faded
Loved the way I demonstrated
How to rhyme, I'm so creative
You like this joint
Then you should rate it
Five stars
Still haters hate it
Cuz haters gotta hate
Cuz that's just how they operate
This rap game i dominate
We should both collaborate
You take the highs, I'll take the lows
You nurse my wounds, I'll take the blows
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But words will never harm me
Cuz You and I could be like Kim and Kanye on a Harley cuz
You're bound to me,
We're bound to be
The greatest team they've ever seen
Let's write a song for all the broken hearted on the planet,
to let them know they're not alone
We come in peace
We finally landed
[Jonah Ladd]
This one goes out to the broken hearted
Can't shut us down once the song gets started
We're moving on and we'll never go back
No we'll never go back
No we'll never go back
And I would never dream of giving my love just to take it all back
Take it all back
No I would never dream of giving my love just to take it all back
Back
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4. |
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Heaven will find you
Heaven will find you boy
So don’t just walk around in the streets like that
Why you gotta be like that?
You’re lost but not forgotten
Lost but not forgotten
Dead Memes
[Germoney]
Coming in like Elvis Presley, “I’m the kiiiiing!”
Taking flight like the Wrights and spread my wiiiings
Pangea power like a gang of Marvel superheroes
Inhibiting your vision, like some cardboard glued to mirrors
Incendiary comments seem to be my second language
All the while enjoying the chaos, while the rest is left in panic
I quickly go from happy all the way depressed and manic
I’m a savage, I wreak havoc, I win every test and battle
[New Classic]
You see it couldn't happen any other way than how it happened
That's why I put my life into this rap shit
Instead of standing by, I rose above, became a man of action
I See my life retold in photos, see my lyrics in a caption
Sharing stories like a company of brothers sent to war
We're the chosen squad, heaven sent to kick in death's door
What's in store for all your heroes is still anybody's guess
It's the dark the before the dawn
But shit, they aren't dead yet
[TOKE]
Legends never die and the heroes get a check
Rather be rich in love than lonely in debt
From the stars and the depths, to the heavens and the steps
blue planet I’m blessed, green planet no stress
We plan and invest in a plan that is best
I'm the man and I check any feeling in my chest
While I'm feeling on her breast, Have to take a deep breathe…
Yuh, you know the rest
[New Classic]
I leveled up and found the coin inside the puzzle box
I Solved the puzzle found the key to circumvent the locks
I grew stronger from experience If you're struggling,
I hope you're hearing this No, I hope you're really feeling this
I’m Feeling like the man who moved a mountain cuz it got in his path
Think you can take me on? Don't make me laugh
Both my lungs are like, dynamite ready to blow
So if you even hear a chuckle Better hit the damn flow
[Germoney]
Stay down, way down, particles is spraying
Hey now, lay down, part of me’s insane
I verbally, burn the scene, imparting lots of pain
I’m Germany, u heard a me, I’m charting off the chain
Germoney takes your money and your honey plain and simple
Eat my peanut butter sandwich while you dummies faint and tinkle
I’m always sporting fresh drip, you stunting stains and wrinkles
And that funny face with pimples
[New Classic]
Big G Dolla Symbol
Y’all on some trash pandas born in Alabama
Wearing flannel Stocking ammo
Going blamalamalama
Change the channel
Fake news, true lies
Poor devour the rich
Payback for your crimes
Well ain't that a bitch
It's High time for me to switch up my flow, so let it go
Free your mind, outta time, time to open the show
The three kings, diamond rings, pipe dreams, light beams,
broken glass, fat stacks, Joe exotic, dead memes!
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[InnerG]
I know you got your money problems
But we gotta way to solve them
You gon meet us
You gon meet us
You gon Meet us in the club
We'll spinning all night
And we gon make you feel alright
We all moves no hesitation
And we all across the nation
You gon meet us
You gon meet us
You gon Meet us in the club
We'll spinning all night
And we gon make you feel alright
[New Classic]
Like big said, Mo money mo problems
But if I had the money I could pay someone to solve them
Uninstall them Overcome Evolve them
So I can grow And understand my life does not revolve around em
Chasing paper is a waste of my time Truth
And I'm not keen on wasting mine On the finer things
fine wine diamond rings, all gold everything
I would rather just invest it in the very best that
Life has got to offer to me
My pops taught me not to squander opportunities
Right?
And If this music is a metaphor I'm trying not to mix it
Cuz if it ain't broke than don't fix it
[Know Justice]
Alright-Alright,
Alright, Alright, Alright you got me in this light confessin’
If I ain’t right, this world ain’t right
And now I ask this question
What does it take until you break and start a new religion?
Too many people crucify you when you get the vision
We moving mountains it’s a blessing when they say you different
I’m on IG you see me giggin’ out here tryna get in
I was a G and that was me before you gave a listen
And now we moving Pangea Music on a mission
Paper, Paper, Paper, Paper, Paper
Fuck you for that paper, stick you for your paper
Kill you for your paper, check you for your papers
They’ll deport you for your papers, why you fuckin with us?
[Da Alltiment]
I was that kid on the block, chilling
While my friends was dealing
I wasn’t the one selling dope,
I was there for my image
For me it’s about appearance
For me it just felt different
Music’s not everything
Especially when you have children
That’s a whole new way of living
You have to change up your spending
For me it was corner bending
Then stop the money lending
That’s what happens when you’re broke
Man I’m not pretending
Fake it til you make it
And try to keep with what’s trending
[Rolos Rios]
Back on track with that dope rap
Gotta hold game never hold back
Pro tools no used scraps
Baby old school no new Jack
Believe that we the leaders
Keep it kicking like Adidas
Spend it like a stack of bennies
For them sneakers on the beamer
Don't talk much speak real spit
Can't sleep long life move quick
Right hooks smooth hits
We bruise this when we do this
Slide into the scene
I guarantee you gonna see us
People bumping that Pangea
Saving money on their heat
Play to win weigh me in
Can't stay in the cage that they laid me in
Gotta stretch gotta eat gotta bathe my skin
Got a beast inside got a rage within
Look, pass me the mic and
Best believe I'll be the plug
If you riding with the vibe
You ought to know we going up
Alright alright!
[InnerG]
I know you got your money problems
But we gotta way to solve them
You gon meet us
You gon meet us
You gon Meet us in the club
We'll spinning all night
And we gon make you feel alright
We all moves no hesitation
And we all across the nation
You gon meet us
You gon meet us
You gon Meet us in the club
We'll spinning all night
And we gon make you feel alright
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[New Classic]
Excuse me I couldn't help but notice
I saw you passing by and I wanted you to know this
I'm actually a psychic and I just had a vision
You and me alone tonight
JUST, Chatting in my kitchen
Bonding over stories
Tell me yours I'll tell you mine
I'll cook you something special
You can bring your favorite wine
I can tell just by the look of you
Your taste is to be trusted
I'm sorry that I'm rambling
I'm just a little rusty and
I'm rarely this upfront but I couldn't bare the thought
Of not confronting you the moment that you walked into my thoughts
But doesn't take a medium to see your something rare
It's in the way you walk and dress and how you do your hair
Of Course I noticed, that ribbon that you chose,
the scent of roses and the ripples and waves with every wind that blows and know this
I promise that I'm all about what lies below the surface
What you say we get together later Baby Don't be nervous
Girl,
What's your name? Where you from? Where you going to?
What's your sign? Who you with? What you wanna do?
Show a smile, Show me love, Show me attitude
Give a moment of your time and I'll show you what this man can do
Half me, half you, All magic
Half lies, half truth, All Passion
A love letter in my mind Romancing
I'm not a man, I'm a New Classic
[Da Alltiment]
From the day I saw you didn’t know you’d be mine.
Kinda in a situation trying to walk a straight line.
Boy you was fine, beauty had my eyesight blind.
But I knew in due time you would be mine.
Shy at first, didn’t wanna speak.
But you spoke to me so that opened the gate for me.
We had pleasant conversations, laughed a lil bit.
Time for me to split, we exchanged facebook’s real quick.
Went home, then we talked some more.
Got to know you a little better through your mind I explore.
Seeing what it was you went through before.
So I knew what not to do, your body I could restore.
Knew you wasn’t a whore, you were much more.
You were a perfect score, your body I adore.
Let me open the door to my heart, you the guarantor.
For sure you my cure, cause your love’s so pure.
Girl,
What's your name? Where you from? Where you going to?
What's your sign? Who you with? What you wanna do?
Show a smile, Show me love, Show me attitude.
Give a moment of your time and I'll show you what this man can do
All eyes on you I’m not gassin’
Love ya style that’s my type of fashion
When you see da kid don’t dare walk pass him
I’m not a man baby, I’m Da Alltiment.
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7. |
Broken Dreaming - 925
03:12
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[New Classic]
I got this $100 jacket $50 shades
And a $20 haircut With a $10 shave
I'll probably sell this joint for five dollars
Dang I need a raise If I could my shit away
I would gladly trade for praise
I'd give a dollar bill IF you could understand
I'm not your average man
Back when I was a kid I didn't worship Em or fitty cent
I learned the art of rapping from Phife Dog and Dilla
Guru and Evidence, and Big Pun the killa
I spent a quarter of my life just tryna make amends
I pray the means will justify the ends
This music is my therapy and The microphones my only friend
And at the drop of a dime I'll tell the world what's on my mind
Psychiatric rapping Pay a nickel just to prove I'm fine
You wouldn't spend a penny on my thoughtful rhymes?
I'd rather split a piece of eight to fill my dinner plate so I can bide my time
A Starving artist may be broke but got a credit line
[Hook]
I got this life long dream and a dead end job see
You Empathize with me yeah you know that life well probably
I'll probably never ever make it to the finish line
I'm gifted with the pen and pad but hardly get to finish lines
Cuz I'm too busy wasting time behind a counter top
Helping earn a fortune that I'll only see a portion of
Too busy dreaming of the mountain top
Counting out my tips before i tiptoe through the parking lot
Gripping paper baring faces of our bi-gone freedom fighters
but neglecting to partake in all the freedoms that they gave us
Man they died so we could live a life devoid of all this slavery
All i really want is to enjoy the life they gave to me
Listen, You're living that American dream boy
It's time for you to wake up It's not what it seems boy
I try to keep the thought of money out of my mind
But there's always something there to remind me
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8. |
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I've been working round and round the clock all night
I've been walking round and round the block that's right
Cause if you want success
Than you have to be the one to put the work in
I know you wanna chill, but I'm sorry girl
I'm busy putting work in, work in
I'm busy putting work in, work in
Yeah I'm busy putting work in
[New Classic]
Picture this,
I've been working like mad man lately
Which is Probably why my lady kinda hates me
Admittedly, I know that it ain't easy tryna date me
Cuz I spend my idle time inside the booth, but can you blame me?
Cuz I've been pushing back my album since back in twenty-seventeen
Made my share of lame excuses, but it's time I come clean
I'm Writing rhymes that keep her wet, Pearls draped around her neck
One shot, one kill, girl I always come correct
I'm such a sick poet, You probably noticed I got a dirty mind
Likely why I tend to put profanity in every rhyme and
Not the kind you bleep out on the radio, The other kind
My lady loves it from behind I guess that means she doesn't mind
The fact I'm not afraid to fantasize, I keep it real tho
I gotta chase my dream no matter what, That's my credo
I work to feed my ego, plus my stomach and libido
Until I'm buried underground in a tuxedo, Finito
[ether.UNLIMITED]
Love it when they act like they really do support you
They take you for the ride, but it’s more like they extort you
They rob you for your time, yeah the nine to five that owes you
Gotta put my dreams to the side to go towards you
I did it for a while, but I put this on the table
I enabled you to think that shit was sweet, I wasn’t hateful
I just gave you all the benefit of the doubt and now I figured it out,
You chewed me up, I slowed it down, and now you’re spitting me out
We ain’t speaking to now and now I’m breakin the draught,
I gotta sprinkling now, the season’s feeding the sound
You fear seeing me now, and never knowing the how,
Success, to myself, until I’m printing it out
Oh look it’s Ether he’s glowin’ and beamin’
Fuck out my face, bitch
He’s money hungry, he’s a demon, he just don’t really see me
But no one cares what is the reason cuz he fucked up, I’m leavin’
And I don’t care, if I’m all work and no play
Why would I sacrifice anything to you to get played
When I can work all day to get played and get paid
I’m even working now, as I say this in good taste, yuh
[New Classic]
Yeah, we put the work in, Pangea Music, we put the work in
ether.Unlimited, New Classic we put the work in
Germoney, he put the work in
BC, he put the work in
Rolos, he put the work in
My Big papa inner G, he put the work in
Juvenist, he put the work in
Esara, she put the work in
Tek Mo, he put the work in
Know Justice, he put that footwork in, that light work
Sim C, he put the work in
Ikuna Kush, he put the work in
Young Sai Don, he put the work in
My brother Toke, yeah, smokes a lot, but he always puts the work in
and You already know my bro Da aka Da Alltiment he definitely put the work in
I got the whole team behind me, Pangea Music, now you know where to find me
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9. |
Mr Nobody
02:58
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[New Classic]
Maybe you never heard a master at work
Maybe you never gave a listen to Bambaataa or Herc
But, Just maybe you'd be different if you had It's sad,
Or maybe you just never learned your worth
I'm a child of the earth
You're the product of environment
Maybe you'll just maybe get to heaven
Me, I'm heaven sent
I'm hell bound, man, I said it before
Since I've been grinding up my bones so I can pay the rent
I'm dirt poor, I'm shadows and dust
I'm Mechanically minded but I'm starting to rust
All my joints are shot to pieces and you probably won't believe this
But my heart was broken once so now it's harder to trust in Love
But, What's that gotta do with anything
Other than the fact that love is everything and Freedom rings
Ears ringing from tinnitus, play my music too loud
I'm Hearing voices of my ancestors saying their proud
They cast a long shadow feeling like I'm under a cloud
but I'm never alone, because I always bring a crowd in
Bounce with me, Raise your hands to the sky
Stay together til the day that we die
And Lately I've been feeling like my plans all came together
My time is of the essence but I'm finna take forever
Don't ever try to say I'll never make it
I take constructive criticism just to fuel my every Endeavor
And I've been working on myself for what's been feeling like a lifetime
I've learned to hone my craft and pen my poetry in tight rhymes
Compressing messages to perfect portioned packages
I'll take a mouth full and make it bite size
And yet, I still was voted the host with the most verbose lyrics
representing Pangea Music, now how's that?
Most other emcees may think that they can take me
but they aren't tryna take me very seriously, and why's that?
I'm serious, I've spent a third of my life
Perfecting how i rap and write and now my rhyming is nice
You can Pull me out the ring, but I'll continue to fight
Cuz every dog gets his day, but I'm staying the night
Plus I'm Always fine tuning, that's my hip-hop philosophy
The story of my life is a divine comedy,
and honestly my biography will be a famous odyssey
Students of the game will come to study my theocracy
Rest in Peace to Albert J
All due respect, ut me
I'm the next great prodigy
Nc the emcee, Better known as... My nobody
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10. |
Vacation (feat. Toke)
02:19
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[Toke]
Jump in the space ship, working the day shift
Hoping the day say either way, no matter what I’mma face it
Unfamiliar places, odd obscure faces way hella far from homeostasis
Cover your bases, swingin’ for the fence and the whole place switch, home plate dish
Filet fish, really bish, I’m doin’ it, Not talkin’ ish, I’m provin’ it
Pretty young thing, I’m moving it, music on play, I’m grovin’ it
Can I do another song, y’all cool with it? Who with it?
Acting fool with it, be rude with it, blow your own horn start tootin’ it
Saying, I don’t really give a shit bout fuck right now
Party with some strangers and my friends in the crowd
Can I light up this blunt? Take a hit right now
Make my heart beat pound, cuz it sounds so loud
Uh
I’m just playing around, I’m happy now
Being on the mic is a playground, underground
Do this art cuz I love it, problems I just shove it
All one together, have trust in it
Break it all down, we crushin’ it
Bring it all in, no rushin’ it
[New Classic]
Board a plane and fly to paradise south bound
Touch down Land between a pair of thighs
RBF crack a smile like she's Mona Lisa
Taught her all about my game And now she's hot for teacher
I got her high on life, ain't got a need the reefer
She's got a beef with how I beat my meat,
she wanna show me how to treat it with respect, she wanna hit repeat
she's got a grip on life, I gotta raw technique
But y'all don't know me like that
People think that all I do is rap about rap
Yeah, Don't need a chrome piece, don't want the gold teeth,
That ish is skin deep, my beauty's underneath
I'm on top, she Knocked out, I never pull my punches
I Make my lady liquid lunches when she's got the Munchies
My ladies patient cuz she likes it when I keep her waiting
I Take her breath away, mouth to mouth resuscitation
Vacation
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[Onry Ozzborn]
Ferris wheel terror has been real to me since heights
That was my junior highschool, ups and downs in my sights
Shooting the gift inside its quad is foreign to them
Only thing understood was touchdowns and was touching the rim
All of us acting pro except a few lucky ones
All of us passing gossip round inside our offering baskets that weighed a ton
After these rumors over spilleth
Some of it stuck with us until this very day play that’s part to kill us
Disease can take so many forms and seep so secretly
into so many pores that it so frequently conforms
Beneath that listen layer dorm, with much complicity so scorned
That all iniquity forlorn becomes its norm
So sour sickly you continue to perform and ignore
Other realities that peak under your door
But I’m here to tell you to sore
Take a leap of faith I implore you plunge without any assistance to our earth’s core
Never will I be forgotten, I am a rare fossil,
rare found modulated obstacle
In the way of you and you just go through the motions
Now you laying in my orchard upon your back after a potion overdose
You still buzzing from the night before
You just wasn’t ready for my lore
You need help to open a door that swings back and forth
Constantly indifferent to this civil war
[New Classic]
We interrupt this message with a word from our sponsors
The media monopoly, The Cannibals and Monsters
This is professional suicide, we're bridging the great divide
We're fighting the tide until it subsides
The war machine is hungry for your first born sons
The government is coming for your god given guns
The wall will rise high enough to block out the sun
Here’s a question Miss America, What have you done?!
Your attention has already been broken
If it hadn't been for me, You would have never heard a word we had spoken
We represent the chosen, open minded, social poets
Who will prey on your emotions with a poem so potent
That it provokes a chain reaction in your vacant synapses and
Makes you question what your told while reality collapses
I was gifted with a package that could ruin the union
RayBans, that reveal to me not everyone is human
Fakers came to chew their bubble gum I came to kill conformity
The Television lied to us, they said we're free, reportedly
This isn't a democracy, We live in a hypocrisy
I'm green lighting taking out this criminal bureaucracy
The enemy is anyone who tries to take our freedom
I know that it could be an act of treason,
But if you dare to think that you can take away my God given rights
Well I'm Sorry but you just gave me a fucking reason
[JFK Ninjaface]
While most conceive what they consume is the truth
They form martyr thoughts, consumed with boosted views without proof
Like Brian Archer Marcus fooled and only shoots the harpoon a whale’s carcass
Far from absolutes and aptitude, lacking in that department
They’re hard of hearing, so pardon these liberals disregard em
They’re robbed of cognizant knowledge, lawless and later in vomit
Flawless and garbage, retarded, falling from Grace’s apartment
Marveling greatness upon em, no need to face of this martian
A Common Market where artist will call to bargain your trust
Like a shark’s cartilage, parlor trick, chime and argument jux
Cigar jargon for slices of different parliament cuts
Rhubarb high off the knife of an early artist, Achoo!
It sells kitchen weed, live in the system, part of a crux
Darkest conditions where little make life remarkable thus
Or the irate with conviction the pain body and such
Hardly insane, this guys to blame for this lobotomies rush
Like Georgie Soros, these cold bridge stone liberosis hypnosis
Control the roaches with cobra ropes, leave them hopeless and choking
State you for sitting religion, the edgley needed condition
Like Oprah’s cold and vindictive women involved in commission
Repulsive snakes in this fendi, fuck you, a gay and offended
And those that grapes with replenish with sinful hate like a menace
Commit society sentence, this life that likes your intentions with ill resentment
Unless you avoid, all consequences
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12. |
The Thread
04:04
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[New Classic]
Little Jimmy used to have a little drug problem
But then it turned into a big problem
He would work a forty five hour week just to put it up his nose
Couldn't feed his wife and family, or by his daughter clothes
Couldn't even see her face as she pleaded with him daily
He'd rather drown his sorrows in some Jameson and Bailey's
after huffing up and shooting up and smoking up his paycheck
Money for the bills, nah, Just another blank check
But Jimmy's money don't spend no more,
Not since later when his daughter found him laying on the floor
Jimmy's chain tight swole around his neck
Face BLUE, eyes red, pulse impossible to check
Because his arm was tied off, with a needle in his vain
The names all changed, but the story stays the same
Another lost soul killed by weapons man made
Should’ve saved the cash and paid to put a bullet in his brain
I'm not saying that his death was predestined
Jimmy made his own decisions, but he never begged the questions
Will drugs really help to cure my depression?
Is this direction where I'm supposed to be headed?
So Now a mother has to sleep on her own
Another daughter has to grow up in another broken home with no father figure
by her bedside to kiss her goodnight
And tell her, “Don't cry baby, I can make it alright!”
Her name was Candace, seventeen, and prone to bad habits
No dad to tell her no, only fans and nude candids
Selfie photos, Instagram, shower pics and so on
Daily she would post and share her body with the masses
She was bad news, good men would turn away
She would lay awake at night, wishing for a new day
A new life, a new job, money for her stomach ache
Anything to save her from her fate, Oh God she would pray
But time and time again, she was met with heart ache
A victim of a father who was dead before her birthday
No Celebrating fourteenth or graduating eighth grade
Nobody ever wondered, “Why did Candy turn out this way?”
Candy's live shows, would garner many viewers
But they just watched and hoped for opportunities to screw her
A thousand likes or more, but Candace never felt an ounce of love
Not enough to fill the void her father left when he was drugged
Soon enough, Candace got her shot at the big times
Approached by men with answers to her problems, a life line
The casting couch, try it out, darling you will be fine
But Candy wasn't fine, cuz she was running out of time
Candace knew her days were numbered from the start
Because inside her stomach she could sense another beating heart
It wasn't hunger causing her to feel this pain inside it was
A new life within her, it made her feel alive!
His name was Gregory, nineteen, guilty of a felony,
Tried to sell a couple hundred grams from his SUV
Little did he know his bro was playing for the other team
Greg was locked away and the jury through away the key
Ten years passed, Greg was off on good behavior
He Learned to value time in jail, even found his savior
Promised that he'd change his ways
But Couldn't change his nature
Back in jail for tryna boost a civic from his neighbor
Another year in prison and Greg was tired of waiting,
Time to set his record straight, he was out of patience
Afraid to go to hell cuz all he wanted was salvation
He Moved away from home and got a job prescribing patients
At a home for battered women, he met Candace on a Saturday
Taken right away at how she played guitar and serenaded
Everyone inside the room, baby Jimmy in her arms
Her sad song penetrated deep and resonated
Greg sat beside her, asked her if she'd play again
A smile came across her face, the first time since who knows when
Jimmy looked up at Greg, cracked a smile and he was in
Candy felt a warmth that she had never felt from other men
Finally, after all the heartache and sorrow
Both of them could see their sun was rising on tomorrow
A new day would dawn, a new life was born
Loves a thread to mend these broken Hearts the world has torn
Love
Loves a thread to mend these broken Hearts the world has torn
Love
Loves a thread to mend them
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13. |
Christshendo
06:44
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[New Classic]
Heaven will find you
Heaven will find you boy
So don't just walk around in the street like that
Why you gotta be like that?
You're lost but not forgotten
Lost but not forgotten
Heavenly father won't you please forgive me?
For thinking I should end it all like Mac or Whitney,
In my mind I must've pulled the trigger a hundred different times
Now I'm asking y'all to look beyond my awful crimes
It's been said to death, fear can kill a mind,
but what revives it is the hope that someone out there needs my light to fill their darkness
more than even I do, It's shameful to admit this
I’m Sorry fam I know it's heartless
But I can harness all the fear and doubt that finds me,
laying in my bed alone where shadows grip and bind me,
far away from light of day that shines upon and blinds me
And Warms and intertwines with thoughtful rhymes that grow inside me
So what I'm really tryna ask is if you'll be my sun and shine again
Open up my mind within I swear that I'd give anything
Time again I wish that we could talk it out I understand it's give and take
I know I never listen That's a habit that I'm tryna break
Heaven will find you
Heaven will find you boy
So don't just walk around in the street like that
Why you gotta be like that?
You're lost but not forgotten
Lost but not forgotten
You see it couldn't happen any other way than how it happened
That's why I put my life into this rap shit
Instead of standing by, I rose above, became a man of action
I saw my life retold in photos, Read my lyrics in a caption
Now I’m feeling like the man who moved a mountain cuz it got in his path
Nah, forget it
Do I really need to waste my time repeating lines I said a hundred times?
Maybe then they'll fucking listen? Maybe then they'll hear my rhymes!?
Maybe then they'll understand that I'm a prophet for the lost
I've been searching for a purpose I won't stop at any cost
I'll travel down the path I started walking in my teens
Still uncertain if the ends Will ever justify the means
Cuz I was given Lungs to breathe, Eyes to see, a Heart to beat
A mind to understand, Ears to hear, and a Tongue so I could speak
I've got a devil on my left always telling me I'm weak
And an angel right beside him telling me to keep believing
That the planet god created and was laid before the feet of evildoers,
One day will be relinquished to the meek?
It seems impossible to me, but who the hell am I to doubt it?
Everybody join together, like a choir, fucking shout it!
[Chorus]
Lately I've been on my
Stay awake for days, steady Rap, rhyme, elaborate and
Lay in bed and pray, As I contemplate my fate and Demonstrate Kindness
Practice love and open mindedness, but What's behind us
That's the past that made us who we are today
Ignorance and violence, These thoughts are far too Commonplace
Manifest greatness and Please Don't be complacent
Bare witness to birth of time and space
I rearranged it just to make the most of every moment passing by faster
I'm standing in the podium
I guess that I'm the pastor
In the church of never ending
The messages I'm sending
Are a signal flare to all aware
It's time to quit pretending and
Elevate yourself above the rest keep ascending
To your rightful home
I promise all my folks you're not alone
focus on my voice
And look away from telephones
And fake news and memes
Please Remember all your dreams
I swear This life is more than what it seems
Let the chorus lead
[Chorus]
I take a break from my congregation
For a momentary contemplation
Like what's my message, what's my aim and
Should I even keep on preaching all my rap related teachings?
Is my message even worth the energy I spend to weave it into written song?
Maybe my message is wrong
But I stand behind it steadfast
Unmovable and strong in my conviction
Pinned in place like crucifixion
Every poem that I write is benediction to my true belief
My father taught me beauty isn't skin deep, it's underneath
It's deep within the heart,
The spirit and the art that bleed
Out the pores and cuts and scrapes upon the surface
But what's the purpose?
To be your own person?
Was it worth it?
Was it worth the pain and suffering, Living on the outskirts?
Misunderstood and inverse?
Prone to violent outbursts?
I hope and pray one day I'll see my way to love and virtue
I swear to god I never meant to hurt you
But still the truth hurts.
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14. |
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[New Classic]
All these places I remember seems their always on my mind
Some are better left forgotten others never left behind
Some have changed or gone away
Others haven't changed a bit
Some have influenced my life
Others influence my spit
I was born in eighty nine In summer time I was a cancer
From the moment that I opened up my eyes I sought the answer
What's my reason for my breathing? What's my calling?
When I finally copped a microphone the pieces started falling into place
I was born to be a rapper I could tell
Rap was something I could build upon in time I'd do it well
So I learned to bless the microphone and cracked out of my shell
I remember back when it was only me and KL and well…
That was back before my voice was filled with confidence
Now every time I rap they say my poetry is prominent
I can't go back to what my life was like before the mic
I used to think these cats we're all alike, Alright
[Jonath Ladd]
I remember what you said
When you laughed right in my face
Never thought I'd be on stage
Standing here above you
And you, you can stay there on your own
In the crowd there all alone
I'm glad I got to see your face
I'm glad we went our separate ways
[New Classic]
A college dropout I never went to graduation
But I still received my education
I was voted the most likely to fail
But when I turned away from college I exceeded every expectation
I remember when I first began to rap I made my teachers laugh
And Now their asking for an autograph
I may joke around a lot but there is truth in every bar I craft
And if you doubt that I'll gladly take a Polygraph
I was taught that if you say something you own it , That's the truth be told
Every line I wrote is living proof behold
I make music out of moments that my life bestowed
Chop them into poetry and amplify them twenty fold
I'm the product of what happens when you break the mold
Been walking off the beaten path since I could stand upon my own
It's time to hit this bumpy road and make my message known
The Life and Times of NC, the greatest story ever told
[Jonath Ladd]
I remember what you said
When you laughed right in my face
Never thought I'd be on stage
Standing here above you
And you, you can stay there on your own
In the crowd there all alone
I'm glad I got to see your face
I'm glad we went our separate ways
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15. |
Been a While
02:51
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[New Classic]
It's been a while It feels just like a lifetime
Probably why I live within my rhymes
That's a life line
I've gotta rhyme
And let my little light shine
This little light of mine
What I might find
Is if I took the time to really think about it
Then I would probably never thought of writing raps,
Hypothetical, I'd never thought to speak my mind on sample instrumentals
I'd probably never thought to be a prophet
Hypocritical at times
But trying hard to grow up
Improving every second every moment
But, I'll probably never blow up
Look, Nobody said this life was easy street
Nobody listening to me like I'm the CDC
I just want to lay around and speak my mind to easy beats
Probably why your lady loves to fuck with me
Alright alright alright I'm playing
I'm saying I've been rhyming for a minute
Don't care if it's a rat race, cuz I just want to win it
It's been a while but I'm feeling at home
Treat the mic like my wife,
I can't leave it alone
I'm the smack talking prophet with a heart of gold, immature but very old,
I've been rapping for a decade playa
I've got many different layers
I've got many different people who believe in my words
But I don't hold onto them haters, cuz that shits for the birds
Getting old is never easy it's difficult verb
What I'm saying
What I'm really saying
Is it's really been a while
Not a little while neither
Like a long while, a real long while
Like, say you're waiting outside the club
And you just seeing all the scantily dressed ladies getting let in for free
So you keep waiting,
Clutching at your twenty dollars
Hoping that you get in
That money that you scraped together after working forty hours in the last three days,
Busting your ass in the grill
Or behind the bar
Or in the dish pit
Or bouncing at the club
And now all you can do is watch other losers like yourself
Standing outside in the cold
Watching your breath in front of your face as you sigh
Because another sixteen barely dressed honeys
Just walked passed your ass and into the club
And you were left holding that velvet rope in one hand and your dick in the other
They won't even let you inside
They just pay you to stay out so maybe you can take your money to another club on a
Wednesday night and watch this whole fucking song and dance play out all over again
But from a different angle
That's beautiful
That's the great American dream baby
Don't let it slip
Peace
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New Classic Cazenovia, New York
An experimental rapper and artist from Cazenovia New York.
#supportyourlocalrapper
Booking/Collabs/Interviews:
booknewclassic@gmail.com
Associated Acts:
Pangea Music
Stay Busy
Samurai Syndicate
Ill Children
Sick Kids
Hardwood Kings
Baxwar
Known Aliases:
NC
Classy
Classic
Jonny Darko
JonnyNewBrand
White Drake
Figure 1
Liven
DJ Boris Karloff
Fritzoscenic
EWG
Nero
Hardsider
and Fidel Cashflow
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