1. |
Inherit the Earth
03:01
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Marcey Yates:
Say it what it feel like
Gotta look both ways at the light
Try to press gas at stop sign
Might run up on em w a Glock 9
Feeling like it’s sunshine
Might pull the heat this one time
My pull the 3 this one time
Might hit delete this one time
My living is great my gram is straight
I praise my lord every day
Bridges made can’t complain
Make a road pave my lane
Picking the speed I’m stick n cruise
Enjoy all moments thats I been through
Looking at something that a nigga choose
Understanding what you should do.
Hook x2:
Inherit the earth
but what is it worth
A bottle of pills, been stunting since birth
Momma ya purse, son in a hearse
Shooting they looking
They booking him first
Making it hurt president killing
And making it worse now
Play it in church. CHUUCH!
Praising the lord ain't seeming to work.
Xoboi:
We be on that wave no coast guard
Not available for public statements
Send regards through post cards
Making modern day slave wages
Save and account for every cent
Every sense, ever since
Express train pass innocence
Excess game as limitless
Just suppose I'm a
Doggy on a leash go fetch
Fling on a throne I’m a catch
You could write an exposé on a sesh
My Flesh and bone stay Etched in stone let’s
Not and Say we Did
Nod and play along
Stayed way too long
Gotten used to it
Far removed from this
We remain calm.
Hook x2:
Inherit the earth
but what is it worth
A bottle of pills, been stunting since birth
Momma ya purse, son in a hearse
Shooting they looking
They booking him first
Making it hurt president killing
And making it worse now
Play it in church. CHUUCH!
Praising the lord ain't seeming to work.
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XOBOI:
Say this is not my beautiful, my beautiful.
Alright so papa had a dream, a dream
Mama got caught said it wasn't what it seemed
Lil bro did everything he could to make the team
Big sis tried not to fall apart at the seams ,what does it mean
It doesn't matter cuz it is what it is
Let the ends meet the mids and the kids will be, kids
I broke my cuticles in half so I quit my cubicle job and laughed
Now I'm LLC give the rest for free
Gonna fight to the Finish elbows and knees, cheese
That pic lasts longer then brass armor
That harm you caused gon' catch Karma
Them hearts you broke now glass shards
Now we all feel trapped our backyards
We live in unusual days
You all used to it anyway.
Hook x2:
Things don't feel real suitable today
Got to get away from usual complaints
Step outside yourself and say
This is not my beautiful decay
Marcey Yates:
It’s summertime you can see it going down
The wind blow but the flow keep slowing down
The police always trynna hold us down
And we keep talking shit so they really know us now
Old heads talk about our new faces
Can’t tell who is who like who raised us
On my block I’m just hoping to stay
Save a dollar everyday like a coupon exchange
I’m Getting bigger who decided to stay
Producer rapper turned ‘hmm’ now what more can I say
’Til they legalized weed I get my kush in LA
And visit every city high ’til I push and I play
Used to wait for that call like it is any day
Put my city on a vibe like a cover with Mase.
The way they throwing water it’s like i'm catching a case
’Til the end of time a marathon I'm running this, race.
Hook x2
J.Crum:
I’m running over curses known to clash with titans no third eye illumination but I Have been enlightened
What matters in this life don’t match what y’all be hyping
Your brand it maybe rising but i see your soul in crisis
You really can’t price it huh got the peace that pass understanding
You telling me I can ease on the fighting huh cuz the God on my side got it Handled
Told me Crum don’t you panic raise that banner you won that battle
Nothing forced no the growth is organic never been without he’s outstanding
Outlasting every blast that’s cast against me
He is my defender so your lashes cannot offend me
Been on the path of greatness since the day his grace descended
Ain’t no simp up in my blood I won’t give in to what I’m tempted
Healthy distance from my mentions ppl pleasing causes tension
have you straying from your mission just to find out they ain’t with ya
Tryna’ have you missing really you can miss me see you ill intentions
No pursuing that perdition God provides partitions I ain’t listening
Hook x2
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Hook:
Coulda been a shitty day, but I won’t let it.
Coulda been a shitty day yeah, but I try to forget it.
Marcey Yates:
Raise ya glass in it
Matter fact put some class in it
If ain’t gas
I cant pass w it
Nice jeans got some ass in it
Better learn put some class in it
Got goals
Basket in it
Want more money put cash in it
Darker then days
Thats normal I say
Use energy different
Since I started to change
Use my energy different
Start to market my name
I see the energy’s different
Since the markets done change
Still Got it
Million dollars topics
Wrist gleaming off the 90s
Vintage so i bought it
Culxr always up for sale
Summers they be shopping
1st day of school being fresh
My only option
Boy better stop it
Congress just watching
Cops on the side of street
Like a possum
Reaching for my gun
Be the reason they shot em’
Play it cool like
Chili Palmer with the mobsters.
Hook x2:
XOBOI:
Sometimes
We all need to lay in the sunshine
Like play all day maybe unwind
That's just fine, come find me later unconfined
Taking on a frontline
Assault the results labeled unknown
Apologies my fault make em' all halt
Cataracts catapulted to the catacombs
All negative thoughts seal em’ in a vault
We on a voyáge finna' boycott
Right now Culxr House is a sure shot
And you're not
No sleep cuz a tour stop
Hands up till ya’ feel like the floor dropped
Groovin’ with you all night ’til they lock the doors
Made an impact
They can feel the shock absorb
Train of thought all me yall can hop aboard
We not to be ignored.
Hook x2:
Said that I tried, I tried, I tried, I tried.
Try to forget it, try to move on.
Try my very best, to make my way back home.
Home where they love me, home where I’m strong.
Home where my heart is. Home where I belong. X2
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4. |
Keives, VERZE - Believer
02:46
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Live from the bacc of the mat bus
I got my Mac tucced
Headphones banginit's maxed up
I cracc a brewand start to cracc up
Let me go cop a 5th and get faded smacced
Like a mat trucc
I'm Suga Free these bitches act up
Don’t make me break every ring over my finger
Cuz of your bad lucc
The captain coming with the bacc up
They done went jump ship now them tidal waves
Streaming bacc up
Crows nest climbing bacc up
Get yo haul split like iceberg down for the long haul
Capsizing on you corn balls
They done fell in the grease in the heat waiting to turn y'all
Catching Z’s and seem to burn y'all
I been lucid and trippin forgetting I left the stove on
It's like my ppl waited so long
Hells ceiling got heater
Tryna’ turn you into a fans yall.
Hook:
Cooler than a fan mama
Chillin’ in a freezer
She said I only talk fiction
But I’ma make you a believer
Ya’ talkin’ all that shit.
Say I talk all that shit
But I’ma see about that shit, Hey.
I’ma make you a believer.
VERZE:
Believe it! Black Uzamaki to demons
Add a nigguh bust to the mountain top for allegiance
I pledge I'll always jump from the ledge this flight a’int deceiving
Human Mother Ship with some stellar drip I'll propel a stick with eloquence
Nigguhz pop trunk as if elephant
This World's nutty these girls slutty her pearls bloody
Scarred diamonds from damage that only spell ugly
Beautiful Tales get hailed like making church money
Praise the lord I'm blessed as ancient floors
Met by the knees of the pleading needing a chore
Picture nigguhz reading and settling every score til the end zone deeper than Creatures under the shore
I lock nest in my pocket and hatch excellence
Nurture every verse to the max til the flaps effortless
Soaring cross the map walks in the book of exodus
Dead center like Manute Bol spottin’ loop holes.
Hook:
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Marcey Yates:
Oceanside with my- weighing dope on a scale
North park the fresh yard, if it’s dope it'll sell
Like Stockton and Malone get assist in the mail
Pass the ball so much, no look you can tell
I don’t care we all winning,
I like my girls I like my women
It’s Omaha I ain’t really tripping
Got points book a stay
Reservations for another day
View so good
like glad you came
Play to win, like I own the team
Juice Wrld lucid dreams
They really love me cuz I’m on the scene
Shooting shots like a Glock fiend
Rub it in about cream
Been learning it’s not about me
Land the plane get control of your soul
Let the chocolate boy wonder
Make ya vision unfold
Mask and glove a different story
Now the mission is told
Keep that same energy
Now that marching is old.
Hook:
Profit and a new stash
No news is good news in that world of
Food stamps for fruit snacks
On it for a few stacks
Profit and a New stash..
Trade a food stamp for fruit snacks.
XOBOI:
Live freely
New age theory
Whitey on the Moon I
Try to keep peace treaties
And how could that judge justify time served with out jail time
When a crime committed in limelight on a front page of the Daily Times
But that's Day to Day Life
Living check to check
Can't even get respect no more
Because they disconnected
I just met this connect, Ed
He said he'd cover the spread
I told him "Butter" but I can't believe everything that they saying these days man
Peaceful, now it isn't part of the game plan
Shake hands with the wicked kind
Pick a side then picket sign
Make sure you get a pic.
Conny Franko:
Call Conny for 4 quarters a day
Call Conny for mortar for the quarter pipe we gonna pour our way
Nah nah cc: Conny he work for play, paid in funny paper
Pay your funny neighbor, to stay the fuck off my shade
Sir me, king me, bet your entire shoebox. Pesos heaven sent through the queue, Bumped through the jukebox
Under the cherry moon with prince and a juice box
I set the pace, to bend the spoons for these doomed gods
Serving all fall, fallen fates and fruit bats
Blood of dead dogs and dogged on rude rats
Seeking sobs, songs of do-gooders new trash I’ve been with it
Since grandpa’s zoot suits and shoe rags.
Hook x2:
Outro by Conny Franko
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They used to call me perfect now they ask where I been
They want my verses with a pad and a pen
I gotta couple stories to tell and I’m reimagining them
So I can transfer all the madness to zen
Everybody wanna talk but ain't got nothing to do
Everybody wanna act like I ain’t talking to you
I been nervous it’s lip service,
But this certain so get working I mean that, I mean
Quit holding back the solutions
We live from the Culxr House, this is a revolution
On vinyl it won’t be televised
MTV took away music and replaced it with hella lies
Lyrics burning up the place
We the hottest in the building and I’ll say it with my face
So we bout to shut it down, yeah we coming with the change
If you ain’t ready then get up out the way, OK.
Hook x2:
Feeling so deep,
Do you know me
I Try save sleep
Awake to this beat
I’m feeling so free
Weight don’t own me
I Made it to me
Precious to be
Rial Kell:
Feelings got em deep in
Water gotchu swimming huh
Trying cop a deep sin
Prayers to the sinners huh
Funny how they make you feel
Feeling like you dinner huh
Hype to west, speeding up the next ghost
Trying beat my tantrums
Kick em out, like let’s go
Hitting the sadness with madness
Anger, could be the sadness
Hitting domes with the fattest
Energy boosting up the statues
Zooming off, cuz I done had it
Letting off, with all this magic
I booming, I ain’t acting
Letting go, cuz I’ma addict, rapping
Jumping off cuz I’ma hippy rabbit, laughing
Catch em on, cuz I’ma go and grab it hacking
Hitting home and letting go, what happened
Lyrical, next verse
Bag it up like yes sir
Sourcing up with head first
Literally like off course
Hoping off come get scored
Copping on The birds heard
Mopping on don’t get served
Momma called go get her.
Hook:
Dex Arbor:
I’m seen as a leader, so if the shoe fits I’ma wear it
I’m learning not to act so embarrassed
For what I know. For what I see
For all I do For who I be
Between you and me
This music isn’t just a way for me to flex
Though I don’t mind the attention when they scream and call me Dex
Cuz I know it represent vibration flowing out my body
I get it from divinity I deliver this energy
It’s mad lemony electrolyte
Sometimes I gotta turn it down cuz it shine so bright
Sometimes I’m going downtown for an awesome night
It’s mad lemony Electro Light
And other times really I just wanna go to sleep
Cuz the weight of the world feels heavy and deep
Sometimes the only thing you can believe in is change
Do you know why I feel this way?
Do you know why I feel this way?
I don't know why I feel this way.
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Come Back Sandy:
I wasn’t giving a lot I took it all in the more that I got
I took it all in the more that I gained
I learned that the pleasure won’t take away pain
Commas on your paycheck can only pay rent they can’t buy you love
Karma is the apex no takin rain checks when it’s said and done
life’s an experiment...We learn through experience
I’m kinda curious why am I fearing it?
I get in my way and worry what all of the people might say
I am afraid but I won’t let fear get in my way
Like the times I did drugs to cover up shadows plaguin’ my soul
At the time I was not enough what I needed was from my own
Self my own help deep in the soil to grow
Plant the seeds of fantasies findin’ my center my home
My whole self left my old self back on a shelf in my dome
Back when I was all alone I sat on the steps of a thrown
Wonderin’ why all the people can’t see that’s where I belong
Wonderin’ why all the people can’t see that’s where I belong
Hook x2:
They say they got me
Caught me reaching out but do you really copy
This walkie-talkie faulty and the system’s choppy
Send out a signal promptly
and maybe waves will reach them
Without a single drowning.
Sauce Gawd:
I look my mama in her eyes say better times is coming
See we been hustling but we struggle like we grind for nothing
See nigga’s greedy and that money is a slimy substance
I’m from the city where that trigger just a try me button
No they don’t care about to ass these mf’s heartless
But see we hungry man we starving we gon’ eat regardless
Plus if you eating you get money you a fucking target
Keep pistols sparking cuz these niggas they gon’ get retarded
We all just prisoners in the land of the free
They stole the land but if we staying they demanding a fee
The 402 where I reside I call the land of the beef
Got lil homies with the chop that wack ya mans for the cheap
Be on alert they pop a nigga like a Xan if he sleep
Niggas get sprayed so just make sure you got the can when you creep
Can’t catch me slipping if you tripping I’m gon’ handle the weak
A hot nigga I keep it cool cuz I’m the man with the heat
Sell sand just to eat.
Hook x2:
Corro Corleone:
Hey say they got me
Got me reaching out but i can’t feed the posse
Walkie talkie steady callin'
Ion see the non sense
They throwing out these signals but ain’t taking caution
My mind flauntin'
The rain faulty
Is it really cloudy
Got me smokin by lonely
Ion need nobody
Do they really copy
When you down and out it
I’m mediating while surfin' thru these circus problem
When come from the last sip out that baby bottle
Hard pills to swallow
Ease the pain so I won’t feel notta
NHOUXE villains known beat the comics
S/O to my queen of goddess
Got my throne on fine carpet
And my champagne on a chilly chalice
Got me runnin' top of margins
To the place I first started
Can’t go to the bottom
Might drown to the nearest founder
Corleone not The Godfather
Hook x2:
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Marcey Yates:
Smoke phase
Watch em go for the tray
Been blowing smoke working
They been gassing for days
Buy some stock
Save your coin and be paid
Get a vacant lot
Rebuild the north starts with a change
Got my mind on the-
Local star,
I blame it on the race card
Peeped my competition
They don't play like I play hard
Working your day job
Your rhymes let ‘em play ball
Inspired by a great
Taking your time learn the play call
At the shop
call 'Mal to get cut
South by got me leaning
like I’m lacing my cup
All consumers
Keep our powers in touch
Say We a'int ‘posed have it
We a'int giving it up
Powers that be
The world cant comfort me
In front of the world
Im staying at the Double Tree
I gotta relax
The stage always got my back
It’s like my second home
You'll Wonder if I'll come back.
Mars Black:
With this cute one
She from Busan
Loves grass on her feet
Never got shoes on
She a true one
Got the whole place
Smelling like jasmine
And coconut milk
Keep it skin on skin
Baby smooth like silk
We get it poppin’
Tuesday to Tuesday
No means no
Baby you gotta choose me
Back when my momma
Sent me to the corner
For loosies
The older ladies
Used to call me cutie
Now I roll up a doobie
Rubbing on her bootie
She wanna
Live a life
With no drama
Affect change
Like Obama
Praises to Rama
She my happiness
On my momma
Always and forever
Just like that song say
Blue skies and even grey days
Hood pulled up
To avoid a crowd
As the Bass pound
She dances in the sunlight
While I blow this loud
We Puff puff pass
And retreat into clouds.
Donald Profound:
Been down this road before
It's one way on a dead-end
My best guess is a death threat away from being under-appreciated
Away from the plans baby we have deviated
A caveman in the ways I communicated- assume the worst
Could you look alive looking forward to good times
I decide to push aside my good intent
Please don't insult my intellect
I'll show respect when you disconnect
Neglect your persona non grata it’s
‘Hakuna Matata,’ during my stigmata
"No worries."
Cause bleeding never hurt nobody
Except for the vain type, Oh you negative
Don't need a donor baby that's the way it is.
Hook:
Ghost in the wind
Most like posing with them
Blow smoke like Gone with the Wind
Game tight we opposing the win.
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Marcey Yates:
New dance got the latest move
Quite frankly I’m too old to fucking play with you
’Til tomorrow
Latest trends for the latest views
Beg n’ borrow
Can’t complain We all living proof.
Enough with news
Save ya dollars get a bigger stock
Pay attention to them sales when they album drop
Make it hot
Take my time make another stream
Generate some income while I take a breathe
Make a beat
Make believe
New life, better ask for it
Talking bout a better life, not them black Jordans
Aint important
Baby love it when she going live
In the mirror, like that dude
From the Jackson 5
Say I survive
No justice time to break peace
Use my platform for more than rapping over beats
Defund the police
Renegades missing clout
Black lives cus the lives all running out
Blacked out.
Hook x2:
Blacked out but my heart lit up
Can’t get enough of us
Doing what we have to do
Just trying to make it through.
XOBOI:
Uh-Oh
That's a big no-no
Up close and personal
Like a digi photo
Fast livin' let em' die slow
Winding roads and time flow macro to micro
They wage war by page four
State your name and hang your sword
Came for the reward
It wasn't cause we was bored
It's cuz what we absorbed
Was all we could afford
Just because I want it, it doesn't mean I need it
And just because I need it, don’t mean that I deserve it
We bought into the lore
And stories of the glory
And I-R-L
It's much more gory
Wanna hear my name but a lot though
Same highway new pothole
Safe ride back on a one way, road
In a new time zone when I came home.
Hook x2:
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10. |
Mona Lisa
03:04
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Hook:
We don't want to go to war
Gotta figure there's more
Welcome to a Jungle baby
Hear the sound of the Roar
My ego's gon' die tonight
Bon Appétit we dining right
Mon Amie my Mona Lisa slow-release no cyanide.
Xoboi:
We don't wanna have to go to war
Overseas on my 3rd tour
We don't need no gold award
Gotta spot em running toward
In no way hit a slow wave
We surfin’ and turnin’ the tides
Crows to your lion cubs
Time to murder your pride
No in crowd cause they berserk
We out source a day of work
We in tune without you gon' check out my megahertz
Redesign that outro you out yo friggin’ mind
Undefined we underline
That dotted line you in decline.
Hook x2:
Marcey Yates:
We don’t wanna have to go war
Mask sitting on the oven door
Daughter told me to love her more
Put ya guns down on the floor
Make it sense you gonna pay for this
Night vision the goggle tint
Fast car gotta model it
Never know what tomorrow is
War won't make a difference
People spoke they ain't listen
Got one more condition
Black lives keep living.
Money made gonna make a a war
Wanna live gonna pay it more
Wanna save whatcha’ saving for
Hallelujah it's a baby boy.
Hook x2
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Marcey Yates:
Yall assist the coach, how Im more like coach
How I bring the team back,From behind on the coast
How i been a all star like Shaq in the post
How them others keep capping
Like they doing the most
Hold the bag a little duffle,Omaha it’s the North
Had to put my team on like we playing a sport
Not that part of downtown thats perceived as the north
How to make mill work I had measure the quart
Vocally large, the message is clear
Feeling like the big 10, I a’int playing this year
Eight seed first year like a rookie in here
Underdog achiever, baller like to play for a beer
Rhyme meridian
Perish styles for limited
Fly on the wall
On the ball like Wimbledon
Keep it real sharp, make it pop like
10 of them
Space is place
On God I’m like kin to him.
Hook:
Feed the homies
Make it water with leaks
Make a couple spins
Push the back of my seats
If it a’int Ferrari talk some a’int talking to me
XOBOI:
Shattering preconceived conceptions they had of me
I have a dream
Bigger than Saturn's rings
Wider tube and a flatter screen
Channeling all thoughts remotely no batteries
Yeah, sorry to keep you'se waitin’
Let’s change to a new station
Rah, by any means necessary
Mic check cut short since February
Televised revolution and it's getting scary
Cover story in a mortuary very ordinary
All of my legendary heroes are getting buried
Tellin’ me end times are near we conceal and carry
And social media localized frenzy offer yo opinion
Like committing hari kari
We rare, you do not compare
Everything else scientifically secondary.
Hook x2:
Buddi3 Da Gawd:
Live from the Northside, just a NHOUXE villain
On the way to these penthouse visions
Living the life, find my way hope I'm living it right
Give it my all till big enough to triple the price
Then feed the team wit it
Boy my side getting cream wit it
Do it better than anyone you ever seen did it
And that ain't even on no braggadocious
Swear these rappers cap the most
It's a new era when I'm rapping quotes
It's only murder every rap he wrote
And this flow a throwback
Still kill this beat and you know that
Hoopty with the fo' flats I need the roof that'll go back
Got two kids so I need the crib with the doormat
Big green lawn for my dawg to bury his bone at
I mean a real home for my seeds to truly grow at yeah
I'm past the point of no return I can't go back
This music is where my souls at yeah.
Hook x2:
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Marcey Yates Omaha, Nebraska
Marcey Yates is a recording artist, music producer from Omaha Nebraska. Yates partially attributes his soulful vibe and sample based production to his influences, including classics like Slum Village, Common, Talib Kweli, Mos Def, Pete Rock, Kanye West, and J Dilla. ... more
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