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- Chorus -
I always knew that I'd be someone
My momma told me I'd be someone
We always hope to be with someone
I always knew that I'd be someone
- CitizenXVII -
This man in the mirror, everyday I salute
Tell me blacks don't prosper, let me be your living proof
The time is now that I set my passion loose
I whittle down my thought, try and make it less obtuse
Overproduce in suits, I like my system booming
Body shots like Tommy Gunn, they can't do nothing to me
I go retarded with a boom and a bap beat
I'm quite surprised their rebuttals sounding that weak
I only battle me, so there's no competition
Either increase my load or multiply my repetitions
I got permission of commission when it comes to spitting
Exuding planetary power when my records spinning
I'll never dumb it down, so keep your hush money
My independent means, mean you'll never take it from me
They never seen me coming, now I got Fever here
The music hot as ever, sweltering the atmosphere
- Chorus -
I always knew that I'd be someone
My momma told me I'd be someone
We always hope to be with someone
I always knew that I'd be someone
- Tese Fever -
Feeding my soul, I'm shifting corners, what you know about me
Dip in that holy water, reverend Borders, I'm somebody
I make the Earth move when we ain't in our church shoes
Got everybody scared now cause they ain't pay them church dues
Oooh, How can a mortal being be overachieving
Once I leave this body I'm cold rocking the party
I'm old, soulfully so, with a mold of Stella McCartney
Opposing of Rob Zombie, the clothing always Versace
In closing I hope you watching and learning, lighting that furnace in you
The Godhead above you, the love that you earn within you
I take a turn or two and redirect my corneas to
My cousin all around me I can feel as he circles the room
May the energy fuse the growth that we finna get to
Y'all prolly think my mind is gone, my vision's so perfectly zoomed
Like a photo in motion. watching the sky fall
You rather be down to earth, I rather be in the clouds more
High above the ground floor
- Chorus -
I always knew that I'd be someone
My momma told me I'd be someone
We always hope to be with someone
I always knew that I'd be someone
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- Chorus -
Something I made because I am a giver
To show the magic and wonders of winter
I'm feeling great so I hope you remember
To show the magic and wonders of winter
Something I made because I am a giver
To show the magic and wonders of winter
I'm feeling great so I hope you remember
To show the magic and wonders of winter
- Verse -
Nothing is real, nothing is fake
You can defend, you can debate
Power to love, power to hate
Am I a sinner, Am I a saint
Shining so bright, who can relate
Wonderful sky, positive space
Part of the world, look at my face
We working at making America great
Citizen went, but what you expect
I do it for culture, make you reflect
You do it for props, while hoping to net
Some money to burn, and clothing to flex
I'm old school I'll never neglect
The people we all just need to connect
I'm young and fresh with my intellect
I'm here, to only, show my respect
- Chorus -
Something I made because I am a giver
To show the magic and wonders of winter
I'm feeling great so I hope you remember
To show the magic and wonders of winter
Something I made because I am a giver
To show the magic and wonders of winter
I'm feeling great so I hope you remember
To show the magic and wonders of winter
- Verse -
Wiz Qidz, we did it the best
They lacking the nerve to ever confess
Confronting the times with 80's casettes
I rhyme for the glory, not for a check
Citizen bro, you already know
If you follow my life you can follow the flow
I shook hands with the man who showed us the glow
I'm so positive now they are mad I'm like so
Doing it big without needing your cheers
Hollering all of what you need to hear
Studying up, and finessing my quest
Alone in the desert but not in distress
Believe in yourself and all of its yours
We need to be swifter with local support
I stand on my two but they grovel on fours
Grateful for less while they chasing the more
- Chorus -
Something I made because I am a giver
To show the magic and wonders of winter
I'm feeling great so I hope you remember
To show the magic and wonders of winter
Something I made because I am a giver
To show the magic and wonders of winter
I'm feeling great so I hope you remember
To show the magic and wonders of winter
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- Verse -
Realizing my proper placement my horror is chasing Jason
You praying to economics your spirit has been forsaken
I'm only scratching the surface my purpose is hardly perfect
But all that I'm tryna tell you be wary of who you worship
And this change is a work I increase in my worth while these
Vital statistics is explicitly passing fake alerts
So let me take this cynicism present it and boast
I'm wide awake like I snort epinephrine
Rocking brothas heads easing pain like Excedrin
Raps resurrection, accept no exception
Objecting your questions my breadth of perception
Is criminal minded with no recollection
You bastards I father, original author
From hobo to King back to pauper, it's just life
If I die have my exposition read right
The king places my head on an pike but I'm
Made from the stars it's amazing how far
Elements travel to be reconstructed in parts
And I'm sharp as a dart made of diamond, never lying
Wisdom growing but the body dying
Yet I'm never slowing I gotta lot of things to do
Giving you my best that's a gift from me to you
Hot pursuit chopping through emcees I hock and spew
Radio is messing up my vocals are not coming through
I got a message like I'm Maryland's messiah
Petey had a dragon but it didn't spit that fire
This testament on tablets I'm grabbing and dragging
This hostile environment is bad for my habit
Openly flaunting my 'bility to rock a crowd
Bums catching too many hits throw in the towel
Mumbling sounds, throw in some vowels, your Heath legible
Black lite soldier So incredible
The styles not edible, I keep it with my vest
Helping to protect, of the things I invest
What else you expect from the 17th citizen
Law abiding I am not, I'm straight killing em
Talk is cheap, let us communicate where dollars at
You can't afford to carry me like a Prada bag
Cuz when this saint marches in its forever
Cover every sin thru the 26th letter
Make it a double header, 25 hour day
Pig Latin make these bozos amscray
I got em scared straight, I wouldn't dare wait
I put your chicks fire out, like an assssh tray
Ooooh yo it's cool, you can brood on your wackness
2 BIG magnets, nah you can't attract this
Sorta terradactic, yabba dabba dab clique
Penetrate with lyrics, transform me illmatic
That's how I'm feeling, who you think you dealing wit
Anybody step across my path is surely feeling it
I call your bluff even though you be concealing it
You got the Dre's to ya ears hope you hearing it
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- Verse -
You either fly like an eagle, or dive with the slain birds
Y'all done had the ball a minute now it's my turn
Pieces of glory I place them in the pot
If I'm down to eat a pussy, I don't ever stop
I was a shorty wop, building basics on the block
Musical composure slots, reaching deep each time I drop
And those lames, that set they self a flame
Hoping they can get a name only making me hot
Wicked Rhymes is the clique you ain't fucking wit
Fumbling lines at a chick, but I don't ever trip
Cuz more than likely she astounded by the stare
Before I'm tonguing her down, she got her 6 in the air
I be pummeling clowns, it's making troubling sounds
They making frowns on the cover, but they sweet when they speak
The sneaks on my feet fit my mood, stupendous too
Make me reminisce over you, CL Smooth
- Verse -
My dudes march in perfect form like ya favorite frat
This institution of the rhythm and the drum tap
I run my class with professor stats
Nascar accidents put you off the track
Mutant powers, meteors and super showers
You should wisely spend your minutes, they reset at every hour
I be drooling in my slumber, like a plumber that be slacking
But these acids that I drip, you can't fix them with your napkins
Perform live in my underoos
Ain't too many shoulder rubbing niggas standing next to dude
And if they do they don't, I beat 'em and slit they throat
Let 'em bleed out as they grope it's leaking all on they coat
I'm kidding I'm introverted, I won't say a word
Won't even swap that fly that is irkin my nerves
Come be a whore to the words that I serve
If you waiting on your time please observe what ya heard
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- Verse -
I often wonder if my blunders multiplying in the summer
Cuz the index got me irritated tryna get a one up
Have me looking sideways, thinking bout how crime pays
I'll keep the peace in the streets and let my rhyme stray
Cuz we all somebody baby, somebody brother
You dogging out somebody sister, somebody mother
I try and keep it mature, for my shorties that's freaks, yet they acting demure, got me loving em more
In the days when gas pumps ain't purge ya pockets
My Marquis was getting up like a bottle rocket
I used to pull bad dames from the fast lane
Tried to teach em bout a dollar but they wanted loose change
I stay fresh when I'm in the mood
I'm even looking better if I'm really into you
I can tell I must be killing honey's interview
Cuz every answer that I give she reply wit a smile or two
- Chorus -
These the times that I been through, in love
It gets hard in this life so we need a hug
Good sex as addictive as a drug
I take all of my feelings sweep them underneath the rug
These the times that I been through, in love
It gets hard in this life so we need a hug
Good sex as addictive as a drug
I take all of my feelings sweep them underneath the rug
- Verse -
I only wanted shorty, yeah just her
Offered to be her knight, saw me as a jester
And it just hurt, I have to be honest
I couldn't see beyond the pain, when I came upon it
Driving slow, head low on the late tip
Phone dryer than the moon, feeling basic
It's like I love them, but I hate this
I cannot calculate, what is the equation
Just breathe, just breathe
Eros arrows, they prick me
Infecting with the serum, feeling sickly
Trying to stabilize, maybe have to switch things
Give me a dead heart, give me a restart
Give me a brain to refrain from my retard ways
When I repeat that phrase all love is lost
To survive in these times, had to learn to evolve
- Chorus -
These the times that I been through, in love
It gets hard in this life so we need a hug
Good sex as addictive as a drug
I take all of my feelings sweep them underneath the rug
These the times that I been through, in love
It gets hard in this life so we need a hug
Good sex as addictive as a drug
I take all of my feelings sweep them underneath the rug
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- Verse -
I need the money to move out Wonderland
Let's cake it up and proceed as planned
I want a million grand, Moonwalk like the King was back
Music money barely coins in my Ivy cap
Keep my profile low, a thinking juggernaut
You not seeing my lane, I'm like a blind spot
Something like a senator, I represent my similar
This literature should have all bitches bugging for signature
Living as a kid in my mind, I'm designed for the grind
But inclined to a style undefined
Is this shit on
Cuz I'm steady flinging fecal molecules every song
Heavy storm over Skyrim, flee on your hind limbs
Motherfuck thick fairy bitches on the Highwind
Surprising this continent is compromising
Of Amazons looking oh so appetizing
- Verse -
I'm something like indie, my music is lost
But increase my rhyming box at any cost
My sun is in season, shine like I'm breathing
I'm beaming and solo, but hoes say I'm teasing
But I'm just a friendly giant, banished for my defiance
A product of the old world, new artists lying
Speak what your heart wants, my style is rugged font
So never taunt unless your ready to see the savant
Clover fields, battles and bloody windshields
Ammunition powder, shell casing peels
Double sided axe, for this quest ahead
Five nights at Freddy's, until I drop dead
I carry influence, like a hypnotist
Show my ass on these tracks, exhibitionist
I'm headed home happy, like a long day
Have Crystal Westbrook, kiss me in the archway
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- Chrous -
I would sail across the east sea
Just to see you on the far side
Where the wind is cold and angry
There you'll be to take me inside
We'll find ways to fill the empty
Far from all the hysteria
I don't care if we suddenly
Find ourselves in Siberia
- CitizenXVII -
If she didn't say a word then I wouldn't tell
Type of love that one could only find in Hell
The fire burns, she loves me so
How long we could exist, we'll never know
I might disappear, you know fade to black
She knew just what to say to return me back
And I miss her eyes, I miss her touch
I miss her voice, I miss her love
Now I stand at the end of her galaxy
Falling apart in my heart, these feelings sadden me
Siberian chill you know the winter takes
When I gaze at the moon I only see her face
On that winter day, she say she on her way
I waited for her to arrive like my weekly pay
The minutes turned to hours and then into days
Then into tears, as I wept away
Did she lose her way, was she led astray
All these thoughts haunt me to this very day
I searched the globe and tried to understand
All I wish is she left me for another man
I mourn her as the sun cuz she brought me life
And like the luminaries, she left me with night
I long to feel again, but my soul is numb
No joy with number two, when you had the one
- Chrous -
I would sail across the east sea
Just to see you on the far side
Where the wind is cold and angry
There you'll be to take me inside
We'll find ways to fill the empty
Far from all the hysteria
I don't care if we suddenly
Find ourselves in Siberia
- Pharmacist -
I've been searchin to replace her for 5 years
I'm weatherin the storm but Idunno when the sky clears
OKCupid, Tinder, Bumble, Coffee Meets the Bagel
If there's Plenty of Fish why is there no food up on my table
I ain't stable, I'm hurtin, cause she was fuckin perfect
No I'm not exaggerating I know it for certain
This verse is a rewrite, I'm pullin' back the curtain
Cause in 2014 I wrote about the same person
I wanted to marry her but she won't give me her hand
Every year I say I'm waitin, I don't think she understands
I ain't fuckin lyin to her, I ain't spittin a romance
I'm really waitin for her to give a second chance
And I feel like a sociopath with every other woman
When they keep on catchin feelins and I really fuckin couldn't
And the only thing that I can do is play dumb
But this seat in my heart only has one reservation
She was the one, never another
My friends say I'm stupid, they call me a sucker
The worst of it all is that I'll never recover
Cause she'll never love me the way that I love her
- Chrous -
I would sail across the east sea
Just to see you on the far side
Where the wind is cold and angry
There you'll be to take me inside
We'll find ways to fill the empty
Far from all the hysteria
I don't care if we suddenly
Find ourselves in Siberia
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- Chorus -
What! I'm thinking that it's time
Grand Marquees, one time for ya mind
What! I'm holding that advantage
Outfit on point so my presence is demanding
What! I'm thinking that it's time
Grand Marquees, one time for ya mind
What! We all here to have a good time
Kicked off by yours truly and my good rhymes
- Verse -
I'm feeling so good, so good
You might not be familiar, but I wish you would
I got another day, so I accept my gift
The sunshine on my face is the perfect bliss
The negativity, aside with annoyances
She get mad at everything but I don't even trip
I just pray for 'em, let the beat play for 'em
Soak in they ears, let the energy relay for 'em
It's CitizenXVII if you never knew
I mean didn't know, got the surge and the flow
Got the shine and the glow, etc and so and so
Hold the higher number as I'm rolling out the Super Bowl
I paint a picture, sign it with my signature
Bottom right, flashing lights, charisma over oversight
Get my photo focus right, smile with them pearly whites
Happy as a kid, no bills, no bills, Wicked Rhymes
- Chorus -
What! I'm thinking that it's time
Grand Marquees, one time for ya mind
What! I'm holding that advantage
Outfit on point so my presence is demanding
What! I'm thinking that it's time
Grand Marquees, one time for ya mind
What! We all here to have a good time
Kicked off by yours truly and my good rhymes
- Verse -
At home in my foams, blue or the half cent
My pops said carry yourself like you have sense
And I have since, I live my life with pride
You not playing the game, you will be set aside
Cuz we pushing over here get this boulder moving
What you call an obstacle, I call an optical illusion
Go hard or go home, that's the motto
Send our dreams to the sky, from my rocket bottle
Positivity the message if you missed it
Speaking with them higher education linguistics
Don't let them tell you, that you can't
Remember you're the boss, and they are just another man
I'm from Maryland bro, we rain variety
From the slums to that high class society
But if you're weak and you feel you've had enough
Run to that spotlight, throw that 17 up
- Chorus -
What! I'm thinking that it's time
Grand Marquees, one time for ya mind
What! I'm holding that advantage
Outfit on point so my presence is demanding
What! I'm thinking that it's time
Grand Marquees, one time for ya mind
What! We all here to have a good time
Kicked off by yours truly and my good rhymes
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- Verse -
Only chance of survival is flight
Straight jackets never been as tight, let me be
The best emcee, to rep MD
Where they murder rising stars, consume they dreams
But I've proven to be not enough to get the target
You mean spot light, whatever you wanna call it
I'm loitering on the border of losing everything I gained
Til' my muscles give way like a heavy rain
You not built for this kata, gotta do it proper
Never an ally lost when I'm on the watch
I don't look up to many rappers cuz I'm near the top
With my cane this old man is nearing time to stop
Before I bounce I got bombs and alarms
That explode unexpectedly detaching your arms
To save the whole city from that bullshit you writing
You high when you rap but it ain't that enlightening
- Chorus -
One hit and I'll take you all out
Oh it's too late imma take you all out
One punch, One punch
One punch, One punch
One hit and I'll take you all out
Oh it's too late imma take you all out
One punch, One punch (hit 'em with just one)
One punch, One punch (hit 'em with just one)
- Verse -
This is Hip Hop so I gotta lead with the confidence
One bar can body a whole continent
I think you underestimate my common sense
I'm bird feathers with the pen, let me say again
I'm bird feathers with the pen, we like a perfect dish
I used to struggle now I orchestrate in cinch
I'm the working man's hero, your tio
Head to the sky like an eagle, taking off
Moving fast as a blur try and trap my speed
My lungs modified to breathe so I barely wheeze
Not a sniff or sneeze, until the gospels done
So you can better understand where I'm coming from
You only nasty as your last track
Your stroke wack if that girl ain't never come back
I go dumb on the track I'm a special case
My melody all in your mouth how my vocals taste
- Chorus -
One hit and I'll take you all out
Oh it's too late imma take you all out
One punch, One punch
One punch, One punch
One hit and I'll take you all out
Oh it's too late imma take you all out
One punch, One punch (hit 'em with just one)
One punch, One punch (hit 'em with just one)
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- CitizenXVII -
When I arrive, I'm putting gravity on it's hind parts
Lemme let you know that you rappers in a bind boss
This mysticism is killing, it's like I'm driving and hitting
Every obstruction to usher in my destruction, ugh
Zim Zim Zillabim with this magic blend
Attaching peppers with this dynamite and lighting them
I ninja vanish as you panic, thinking how the Hell
I am the nephew of Nas, and it ain't hard to tell
My scribble scrabbles put the mute upon your babble
I'm the Wolf of Wicked Rhymes, and I'm scheming on you cattle
And if they wanna tattle, I'm never rattled
I only grab my heavy armor get ready for battle
There go Bran, he comin' with the blades and the cuts
Then I'm coming with the flames that'll change you to dust
Still waitin to give a f___, my emoji is virgin
Sounding like I'm mad but I've loved the excursion
- Bran -
Yo I'm still the guy with the master plan
My aces will deal you, the dead mans hand
Right in front of your fam, make your ass disappear
from this land, it ain't hard to explain, I put
David Blaine to shame, and fill you with more pain
Than the Wu-Tang bring, fuck a rabbit out the hat
I'm pulling out Joker gats, turning deserts into traps
I might fuck around and turn Donald Trump black
Cuz I'm crazy like that, or I might catch a body
If I enter the rap game, I'm going at Lil' Yachty
Nah fuck it everybody, I'm Tyson with a mic
I make dykes get they wipes, All y'all bitches and
I'm that nigga Wesley Pipes, gimme more pussy
I eat 'em like cookies, rookies
Could never ever shook me, I am super natural
Like I'm chilling with KRS One, son
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- Chorus -
This is official, I've got this so please go have a seat
Get it get it, get it get it get get it get it
Get it get it, snap on a beat bro
This is official, I've got this so please go have a seat
Get it get it, get it get it get get it get it
Get it get it, snap on a beat bro
- Verse -
Live from Sirius B, this boy serious B
You think you on this plateau, yo seriously
I got the cutter, to separate a womb from the mother
Don't compare me to another
On my Nintendo, 8-bit spit as I shift sick shit
Like the coroner man, got my gadgets engaged
All the instruments in place so, when you let it live
Just look at they face
Yeah boy it's me, I came back from the caves
Exhumed from my grave, just to fiddle with a phrase
I'm medieval and chaste, by the ogres in haste
To dismember my limbs and display in they naves
The groove is to crush so I honor they efforts
We all in to win it, no pride for the second
These lyrics, expect 'em, I'm 100%
But I come off shy, like I'm humble and shit
- Chorus -
This is official, I've got this so please go have a seat
Get it get it, get it get it get get it get it
Get it get it, snap on a beat bro
This is official, I've got this so please go have a seat
Get it get it, get it get it get get it get it
Get it get it, snap on a beat bro
- Verse -
This for the pretty birds, the city is being served
How you claim to understand but never known the Word
Tryna narrate a story that you never heard
Let's just forget your whole attempt has ever occurred
As for me I've evolved to a savage
A long way from the horse and the carriage
This penga is a hair above average
And it is chubby as a motherfuckin bastard
Get introduced slow but get removed quick
No time for the cow or the bullshit
Here in the DM, niggas lie to lead 'em
That I never did, I am classic as museums
Wicked with the sounds even if they ain't agreeing
Talk to my mans cuz to me you just a peon
Assassins in line leave behind only bereaving
Jabs then I dab while I'm holding down the region
- Chorus -
This is official, I've got this so please go have a seat
Get it get it, get it get it get get it get it
Get it get it, snap on a beat bro
This is official, I've got this so please go have a seat
Get it get it, get it get it get get it get it
Get it get it, snap on a beat bro
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- Chorus -
I think I got this homey
They can't do nothing for me
I think I got this homey
They can't do nothing for me
- Verse -
My stamina suggest, my mic never rest
You must be new, you rocking with the best
The sound of the block, the flair up top
The hood all know, my flow so cold
I do it for my geeks, I do it cuz I can
I can't stop yet, I got a grand plan
And that's to grand slam, wit grown man hands
Let's knock these hurdles down, let em know how it's ran, hunh
- Chorus -
I think I got this homey
They can't do nothing for me
I think I got this homey
They can't do nothing for me
- Verse -
Let me just set it straight, consume my entire plate
Hungry as a man cub, make sure all the tigers safe
I provide the finest taste, culinary basket case
Acting like you down wit me, buddy it's a little late
Keep my face in photo shape, posing in my super cape
Riding in my auto playing Wale while I contemplate
I have no value if I can't stand as a man
Now bring back in the sound of that epic band, God damn!
- Chorus -
I think I got this homey
They can't do nothing for me
I think I got this homey
They can't do nothing for me
- Verse -
I'm only pushing my self while you are pushing your health
While you be working overtime hoping to get some wealth
But I am nasty as regurgitated vermin
I'm the fastest running version in the game that is for certain
Allegedly peppering my status is severing
Severe as my attitude, advanced as my lettering
Don't follow the likes, I follow the mics
And killing the game while remaining polite, thank you very much
- Chorus -
I think I got this homey
They can't do nothing for me
I think I got this homey
They can't do nothing for me
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- Chorus -
It's cold when the sun drops
This is your one stop shop, taking shots at your top
Preying on the weak but they not in the church
Killing off your heart til you no longer feel the hurt
It's cold when the sun drops
This is your one stop shop, taking shots at your top
Preying on the weak but they not in the church
Killing off your heart til you no longer feel the hurt
- Verse -
Posted near the bus, keep my khakis in a cuff
Standing wide to the left, puffing on my cherry dutch
Looking down the way, see a young'n looking hip
I barely even noticed they were coming with the Smif
He barely even budged when they point it at his lip
I couldn't turn away like I was staring at a flick
I couldn't hear the dialogue but if I had to guess
He said "Run your shit before I dump some in your chest"
By then some noticed, the robber lost his focus
He turned when he heard the commotion, "I'm gon call the cops!"
He like "Bitch! You better not, or I'mma" Ahh shit
The young'n left in a full sprint
And while I'm cheering from the sidelines, heard a loud crack
People taking cover, he took one in the back
He looked disappointed, then he fell to his side
And died, dispatch never got to try
- Chorus -
It's cold when the sun drops
This is your one stop shop, taking shots at your top
Preying on the weak but they not in the church
Killing off your heart til you no longer feel the hurt
It's cold when the sun drops
This is your one stop shop, taking shots at your top
Preying on the weak but they not in the church
Killing off your heart til you no longer feel the hurt
- Verse -
Finally beat the rush while they scooping up these albums
I'd rather be on stage free-styling for an outcome
Instead I'm offering this sales pitch
Sometimes I find myself conversing with a bad bitch
But right now I'm bout to break, until a quarter after 8
As I'm headed out the front, somebody lift me like a weight
Put the blade up to my throat and told them empty out the register
Put it in the bag and don't retain any expenditure
He pushed the blade into my neck until it drew blood
I felt it spill slow, as panic took a hold
My M.O. is go along and maybe I'll live
He said y'all taking too long and then he made a slit
I felt the warmth spill down on my shirt
Increasing the weight as I faint to the Earth
Heard a few screams as he ran out the door
- Chorus -
It's cold when the sun drops
This is your one stop shop, taking shots at your top
Preying on the weak but they not in the church
Killing off your heart til you no longer feel the hurt
It's cold when the sun drops
This is your one stop shop, taking shots at your top
Preying on the weak but they not in the church
Killing off your heart til you no longer feel the hurt
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14. |
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- Chorus -
Only have but one more try so
I'm just going to give my all cuz
Only have but one more try so
I'm just going to give my all
- Verse -
Who is you talking to, rubber band mind might
Pop a few grammar on point like a proper mool
Got me posted up seated on a proper stool
You lack the IQ to try and make me your fool
I ascertain when the sun change
I take a wise broad, over these dumb dames
Spit game make a busy bitch still frame
I ain't no hypochondriac I'm talking real pain, I felt
Headed off to Avalon, so I humbly knelt
Avoiding capture and punishment shall require stealth
If your knowledge were your wealth, but it is tho
You gremlins outta control, I'm chill as Gizmo
When I give my speech bum niggas suck they teeth
I'm like a Saint marching in where's my Fur Elise
At your service, servant worship is absurdest
But I say it just to make the others nervous
- Chorus -
Only have but one more try so
I'm just going to give my all cuz
Only have but one more try so
I'm just going to give my all
- Verse -
Lyrically I'm certainty spittin for universities
Tres, cero, uno, we in a state of emergency
Tried to re-purpose me, then they tried shirting me
Cover up the scandal, but I'm fighting bareback
If I start to hit that rhythm, you will listen, you'll be wishing
That I don't stop get it, like I pump you in puppy position
En garde when I spar it's only hard
When I flame the mic, I char emcees apart
Open-minded, I'm steady on assignment
The world stay scared, keep a blankey like Linus
Optimus Primus I've transformed right beneath the nose
Of my foes turned pro they like so
No shade, increase flames with that propane
Your rap cocaine, I rap community
I spit bars my dude, you speak stupidly
This foundation is here, you not moving me
- Chorus -
Only have but one more try so
I'm just going to give my all cuz
Only have but one more try so
I'm just going to give my all
- Verse -
Complex emotions, like the ocean
Concept of eloping, drinking a false potion
Partially dead as far back as my memory
Still power up when my Mars gimme energy
Sitting in the black with the light source strobe
Phone unresponsive, airplane mode
Bottle in my south paw, ratchet in my right
Sade in the air hoping I, might survive the night
Tears of the sun upset the Moon
Offset your destiny, escort you to your tomb
My body parts are a conference of misfits
Scream it's alive see the lightening hit the darkness
Under a rock as I mock what I wish I had
Keep my presence, small enough to fit a bag
Following the tracks where it's leading me
God ain't pickin on us, although he seem to be
- Chorus -
Only have but one more try so
I'm just going to give my all cuz
Only have but one more try so
I'm just going to give my all
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15. |
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- Chorus -
I don't wanna do it
God damn girl what you got me in here doing
I'm not tryna do it
I don't wanna do it
God damn girl what you got me in here doing
I'm not tryna do it
- Verse -
Sorry if I'm pushy, when I'm plotting on that pussy
I been humble and well mannered, so these bitches overlook me
But I got a couple tricks, I been waiting to inflict
I ain't swinging to miss, looka da flicka da wrist
You got a few slots, I got some big coins
That body oiled up, I've got my hot loins
And baby it is okay to admit you scared
This tongue will offer reassurance, yeah I come prepared
Your body shivering, Catalina glistening
Hear your body sing to me, absolutely listening
Even tomboys get coy when I bear my fangs
I'll knock that fitted off, place my balls upon your brain
Don't hesitate when I'm working on this stroke game
And keep my package well hidden like the dope game
I'm digging deeper than petroleum and propane/
Don't disturb this groove cuz you know I'm pushing...
- Chorus -
I don't wanna do it
God damn girl what you got me in here doing
I'm not tryna do it
I don't wanna do it
God damn girl what you got me in here doing
I'm not tryna do it
- Verse -
Something special you sweeter a tasty cake
I'm scheming on the booty, we about to consummate
Pulling maneuvers that's illegal in the DMV
Unleash the Kraken make you scream out to your deity
Put those knees up, keep them feet high
I like it from the front, from the side
Driver, passenger,trunk exhaust pipe undercarriage
Next comes the baby and the baby carriage
Move ya body like a snake ma, like that
And suck this dick like I was Drake ma, like that
I let this drill excavate until you see the lights
You walk around in them tights, think it'll be aight
Word is bond, blindfolds and ear muffs
Now holler if you ever been placed in handcuffs
Don't ruin all this beauty I relay on canvas
Training for the gold, ahh no here we go
- Chorus -
I don't wanna do it
God damn girl what you got me in here doing
I'm not tryna do it
I don't wanna do it
God damn girl what you got me in here doing
I'm not tryna do it
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16. |
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- Verse -
Cherubic face, perfect shape
So bad super models cannot even hate
Got me in a place, slipping in my poker game
I think I wanna add her to my frame, you know
This that Adina Howard, T-Shirt and her panties tape
90's R&B, summer love, cityscape
Butterflies in your belly, that uh uh never telling
That oh we must be winning, cuz we ain't never failing
I keep her out past her curfew running wild
We hit the Viet Pho, can't afford Mr. Chow's
I run the play, my shorty know the routes
She gives me life, the kind that Christ speaks about
Go best friend, that's my best friend
Passionate like training tagging and head spins
She got my nose to the grindstone, open
Choking on love like I smoke with devotion
- Chorus -
Baby you don't have to search anymore, for something true
You can see it in my eyes, I'm in love with loving you
You don't have to search anymore, for something real
Let's slow it down forreal, baby tell me how you feel
- Verse -
Girl you look fine, like a wine face
Rolex you just shine, I like that waist line
Lemme hit that from the spin while the game is on
Playing this quiet storm mix, til' the break of dawn
It's a new day, and my new phrase, I'm loving it
Niggas try and peek at my girl, oh nah, yeah I'm cuffing this
We in a star system all our own
Her eyes glow with a warmth to let me know that I am not alone
Her mind deeper than America's debt
She said she cried when she heard about Phife Dawg's death
illmatic in her top 5, women like this
Make me glad I'm alive
And I bring my kingship to the round table
The God gotta make sure that his Earth stable
Blowing cigar smoke, sipping champagne
Once I tasted her lips, no taste was the same
- Chorus -
Baby you don't have to search anymore, for something true
You can see it in my eyes, I'm in love with loving you
You don't have to search anymore, for something real
Let's slow it down forreal, baby tell me how you feel
- Verse -
Nickels and quarters, pennies and dimes
I'm wrestling with my mind, while I feel on your behind
And I'm really on the grind, making swords
Tryna get more money as I'm shouting good Lord
You is just a treasure, something that I cannot measure
Feeding me in spirit, just to grace you is a pleasure
And we got each other like positives and negatives
Opposite ends, like Ridilin engaging sedatives
Passionate for you, cuz girl you are the truth
Flutter in my heart, reminiscent of my youth
Bring me to a height, where my perspective is the clearest
Those fake bitches hollow but vicious with they appearance
Real every minute, no breaks or holidays
Speaking in your ear, all the things that you wanna hear me say
Merge into your soul like you feenin'
Love your definitions, but I'm trying to find the meaning, talk to me
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17. |
* Bonus
01:49
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- Verse -
It all started in the Bronx, so we bout to rumble
We standing on the beam of light, trying not to stumble
If you gonna talk shit, nigga don't you fucking mumble
We ain't giving up these mics 'til they scream we love you
I love you not, we been supposed to pop
Like 8 years ago, back before these wierdos
Grab these fucking dildos and shoved it up the fans ass
These guys clearly never had Dad's, huh
Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I spit fast
I earned my VIP, I got my special pass
If you do the math I'm a killer, comma serial
In that special group like the twelve tribes of Israel
Dropping Kit Kats, while you niggas zit snack
Feasting on the pus and blood of the supreme facts
Make the crowd lean back, like they see a UFO
Flows probably bad as Alicia and she's beautiful
Citizen of the craft. hitting witches from the back
Meeting with these politicians teaching them the art of tact
Musically I'm violent right now, watch my art attack
Break a five strand rope, trying to hold that sucker back
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CitizenXVII
CitizenXVII's journey began in 2002, while away at summer camp. He linked up with Spacific and long-time friend and collaborator Tab Trill. He began piecing together bars. 2 years later he began beatmaking after picking up Acid 3.0. In 2005, as Cinsere LogiQ, he combined with Dion Lynk and the 'Wiz Qidz' were born. In 2006 he merged with Blacklite. The rest is history! ... more
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