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Far From Heaven (Dreams)
03:56
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Far From Heaven (Dreams) prod. Beatsplanet
Hook
Say Good bye to My dreams cuz sleep is never seen/ livin out the moments transmitted on your screen/life is like a movie no eliminated scenes/In pursuit of the cash cuz it rules everything
Verse 1
Forever moving closer to that place they thought Id never see/living up to everything they thought id never ever be/always on the grind cuz being broke's the enemy/escaping from this prison that is my only destiny/days turn to ears then friends turn to enemies/never looking back cuz that is not the remedy/down there that was never meant to be/always moving forward so fuck all the them memories/The lower that i fall the higher i will get/I put it all behind me like a krossed out kris/the longer that you wait the further i will drift/people fade away its the feelings that i miss/Im living for the moment cuz the futures looking hopeless/may be riding dirty never said that I was soap-less/riise above it all the plague and the locust/lift your drinks to the sky I propose that we toast this...
Hook
Say Good bye to My dreams cuz sleep is never seen/ livin out the moments transmitted on your screen/life is like a movie no eliminated scenes/In pursuit of the cash cuz it rules everything
REPEAT
Verse 2
We grew up in those woods/where those guns make noise/buckin at dem deers or buck at our peers/puttin fear in the hearts of those who dare to come here/
death before dishonor in search of good karma/from the land of trees n marijuana farmers/eyes bathed in blood love fire like a demon/ but more like an angel searching for the reasons/-- deep inside my mental/--far beyond my temples/cloud fingers in my mind moving so nimble/as I sit by this window ---/pufffin on this indo/ ///try ta keep it moving passed the strife & the stress / 2 much pain in my life not to be blessed/it's like I wasn't focused blame it on my a d d/Ignorance is bliss but i can't afford be/it's back 2 my hustle 4da sun is revealed/cash rules all so there's no time to chill
Hook
Say Good bye to My dreams cuz sleep is never seen/ livin out the moments transmitted on your screen/life is like a movie no eliminated scenes/In pursuit of the cash cuz it rules everything
REPEAT
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Nocturnal Getaway
03:04
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Nocturnal Getaway prod 9th wonder
Hook
Roll something up go crusin down the highway/inhale the smoke & just let the music play ----hey----sometimes I gotta get away/----hey----sometimes I gotta get away
Burn away my troubles watch them as they fade away put em in the rearview face em on another day ----/hey ----sometimes i gotta get away/----hey ----sometimes I gotta get away
Verse 1
At the end of my road but it won't stop my journey/I do it all alone cause I ain't got the money/for ya feature mr rapper/but soon I'll b stackin it/an trust the flow is accurate/they call me auto matic--shit/we been struggling for so long rebel flags fly high watch me burn em Till they gone/(gone) / light the torch I carry on/Carolina on my back it's like my only carry on/my whole life I've been viewed as a failure/feeling doubted and judged by my elders/who never believed I'd ever achieve/so I never said a word as I chose to leave/---no good byes----some relief----I will survive----I won't retreat/---no surrender -----no defeat/I'm on this path till my path is complete
Hook
Light something up go crusin down the highway/inhale the smoke & just let the music play ----hey----sometimes you gotta get away/----hey----sometimes you gotta get away
Burn away your troubles watch them as they fade away put em in my rearview face em on another day ----/hey ----sometimes you gotta get away/----hey -----sometimes you gotta get away
Verse 2
i always knew never fail to plan less you plan lose/watch & over stand or get knocked placed in hands of the cops in sedans/----locks on ya hands better known as the cuffs /everybody's tuff till there boxed n a cage/every bodies tuff once there boxed in a grave/ I live amongst fallen angel lost their wings/rise with the sun inhale with my lungs-/---Fuck waiting on luck it's time I'm making my own /down to my last penny broke and alone /Feelin like a stranger In my own home town cuz when ever I'm around haters wanna point and frown/used 2 be on top til I fell to the ground/ may turn their backs but I'll still rep my town /Yea i rep it proud ----cuz even the sun falls behind the clouds/
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Hook
Light something up go crusin down the highway/inhale the smoke & just let the music play ----hey----sometimes you gotta get away/----hey----sometimes you gotta get away
Burn away your troubles watch them as they fade away put em in my rearview face em on another day ----/hey ----sometimes you gotta get away/----hey ----sometimes you gotta get away
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Recipe For Brownies
03:27
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Recipe For Brownies prod. Scoopdeville
Hook
Smoking weed with you-------- cuz you burned me too
Smoking weed with you-------- cuz you burned me too
Verse 1
Spark the flame Spark the flame ---- let it burn/Resin dripping finger tips looking like a perm/(and you know this man)/roll fat big worm/burn a couple sacks see my ashes fill an urn/riding high sitting low you can see the vapor trail like ERRY where we go/im a chiefer on the low/you can see me up the block man cruising real slow/rolling up back to back cuz i get it for the low/chop it up/break it down/roll a dutch/roll a pound/build it up up/just to burn it down down/I am way above the clouds/I know I made the wright brothers o so proud
Hook
Smoking weed with you-------- cuz you burned me too
Smoking weed with you-------- cuz you burned me too
Smoking weed with you-------- cuz you burned me too
Smoking weed with you-------- cuz you burned me too
Verse 2
If you roll it light it up i hope up as high as us/instagram i rolled this up/tonight it's disel that I puff/ inhale deep until its dust/ by the smell you know it's us----/we some real smokers ----heavy tokers/ bound 2 cop a pounds from all the local growers/we get it for the low cuz all them niggas know us
day in the life small Carolina town /barely turn the corner and there's marijuana found/----sky high with the illest flow around/u wanna find me then look to the cloud/meditating off that sour in search of higher power---such a potent mixture rolled itup in bible scriptures/only true disciples will ever try to enter/in spring summer fall or even in the winter/i barely see a thing out these blood shot eyes/both bout as red as mc Donald's supersize fries
Hook
Smoking weed with you-------- cuz you burned me too
Smoking weed with you-------- cuz you burned me too
Smoking weed with you-------- cuz you burned me too
Smoking weed with you-------- cuz you burned me too
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MoUThFUllofSMok3
03:33
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MoUThFUllofSMok3 prod. Drumma Boy
Verse 1
Mouth full of smoke jars full of kush/I burn Osama o's you on that Barbra bush/I got plenty hos uz a sour puss/ain't gotta chase the doe it's already took//grinding anyway livin out this book/ I move them out my way see them haters shook (fuckin fade away)/middle fingers up thinking fuck em all fuck em all/they just mad cuz I'm ridin high sittin tall/---- ignore the hatred they just hatin cuz they never made it/now I'm stacking paper these niggas wanna take it/should I carry toast no eggs & bacon/ id rather face this spliff every mornin wake n bak n
Hook:
Blowing smoke this some potent that I'm chocking on/ black tint black rims that I'm ridin on
REPEAT 4
Verse 2
Blowing smoke while enjoying the sunshine/ getting doe so I'm dodging the one time/follow me how bout fighting a real crime/ the block is hot man feel like its grill time/ forever on my grind till my heart beat flat line/roll this bud for you this the life an high times/clouds climb all the way to the skyline/ an I was born fly live my life out in airtime/I chase money never worry bout foes/2 busy spinnin yen dollar bills an euros/ I am puffin on a cloud can't see haters through the smoke/if I roll what you light best believe that you will choke
Hook:
Blowing smoke this some potent that I'm chocking on/ black tint black rims that I'm ridin on
REPEAT 4
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N3w Adv3ntur3s f. A've
03:09
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SW33T 0T!S
02:40
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All Hail
02:52
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Salute the Armor
03:01
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Salute the armor prod by G.R.E.G
Verse 1
Amc the rebirth of mark rothco / come wit the reign man hope you got a poncho/Carolina I am no petey Pablo/watch me buck em down wildest livin bronco/smoke em peace pipe / watch me as I take flight/I get it in I get it right/ can't slow me down check my racin stripe/I am chasin cash till the after life / days are moving fast can't be blinking twice/best to bet on me rollin loaded dice/ tell me who's the best baby I am twice as nice/ keep you wetter than a buck full of melted ice/I pledge allegiance to fast cars and pretty women/ scratch that I mean fast cars and weed jars//astro nots naw fuck that we're shooting stars/they got em gased up we Rollin in a solar car
Hook:
We live by the code salute the armor / set to blow man suicidal bomber /we don't speak to informas/so retreat or be conquered
REPEAT
Verse 2
Ive got the Scars of a champion, mind of a killer, crown of a king, math skills of a dealer/ who can complain fill rows like a tiller /4 my doe go nuts RIP to j Dilla/-----above and beyond I over deliver / this is my time give a fuck about a miller/ crush ya whole city ima stomp a Godzilla / king kong go long kick punt a gorilla//---ain't nobody iller conquer like atilla/// the Hun ------you are done/ I'm the one 2 3 4 5 6 7 / playin both sides man lucky # sleven/feeling like Jordan n a porche nine eleven/when he won his fourth ring returned like a legend/flying quite high eyes red like devin/ surrounded by clouds floating so far from heaven
Hook:
We live by the code salute the armor / set to blow man suicidal bomber /we don't speak to informas/so retreat or be conquered
REPEAT
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FALL3N Ang3ls
01:34
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FALL3N Ang3ls prod. x[aMc]x
Verse 1
Sounds like megatron bombs in our thunder cat cars / im known out of this world like that man hunter from mars/speaking on green we keep ours in jars/sit back and take notes You're sure to go far/i grew up in the cities and even by the cows/ask me where I'm from no question say it proud /--(nc)---/where the strong succeed/& the weak shall fall /I feel the pressures on my back /-----shit my backs to the wall/but I will not fail /---refuse to fall/I know everybody raps now/this shit ain't still a cash cow/hear the wrath of god if I choose to fuckin track em down/- ----Betty white versus pack e 0ww /bombs over Baghdad no curtain over Moscow--they hustle hard/I hustle much harder /late night grinder midnight marauder/Carolina coast we undocked from the harbor/
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Devil's Son
01:29
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The Ritual
02:28
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aMc North Carolina
My journeys as x[aMc]x have helped me craft intricate audible theatrical projects that transport the listener to a certain
time frame in my life. My musical style consist of a juxtaposition of the numerous genres of music I enjoy. I hail from NC but I am far from your average southern rapper & I hope that shines through in every verse I breathe life into.
x[aMc]x
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