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CONSCRATIXN
03:46
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You know that feeling that you get
When you think you know everything
About life
You don’t know shit
Mistakes blew up in my face
Didn’t listen for the tick
When you fornicate with greatness
You can’t come quick
This that 4th and 20 pass
I can’t miss this
I made love complicated
Forgot how to kiss
She lost connection with her self
So she ask me to intercede (Enter seed)
When that blood moon came
I was so relieved to
Break the spell of mediating
When my momma and my brother
Or my sister and my nana
And my cousin and uncle
Or my auntie disagreed
Never saw fruits of our labor
Never-Naw-Why?
Church is where we sewed our seed
This ain’t my fight, that ain’t my creed
If blood is thicker than water
Why these tears I bleed
Cousin Dre said to me
While sippin Hennessy
Don’t forget what yo name mean
Boy gone take heed, take that lead
And move with great speed
Un-gate steed
And with the heart of Big Red
I’ll move forward til I’m dead
And even then, I won’t be finished
I will make sure it takes the lifetime
Of many sons (Suns)
So my name and his name
Will never be diminished
To awaken my tribe, negus
I’ll lose sleep
On the front lines til I flatline
And you hear beep
Then resurrect just make sure
The backstabbers cut my check
And colonizers came back
To pay they respects
Don’t worry where my pen is
I keep it erect
Shoot a movie of regrets
I produce and direct
And make certain you
Press play, pause, rewind, before you eject
Oh! Before I forget
If listening, I hope I ain’t too complex
I'm just trynna connect
See, I aim to affect
Ain’t here to make war
But if you disturb the peace
To say the least, be sure
We’ll fuckin protect
Cause we don't see no threat
At this stage of life, I break my leg
And step back to get ahead
Man, I’m breaking my neck
Hol up (whew)
Lemme wipe off this sweat
Wanna settle something with me
You got until I pay off my debt
Burn this herb in my calumet
Make peace with my silhouette
And look East for the sunset
So you speak or forever hold your peace
Or quite the contrary
Limit commentary when you enter to this sanctuary
Limit commentary when you enter to this sanctuary
For we turn this to a cemetery
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2. |
SCRY
04:01
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Guess it's been too long
Hiding in my dungeon
Looking at this black mirror
Invoking demons
To do my bidding's
Opening portals
Burning this frankincense
Deeper I go occult
Feel like creosote
Shit is making sense
Ignorance evanescence
Knowledge make me the alchemist
Capricorn, I was born for this
Death of ideologies
Got me witnessing men with messages
Living the opposite
I’ve adopted what prophet is
Call me Mr. Mistoffelees
Magic is what I’m dropping bitch
All these angels I’m walking with
Show me plans of apocalypse
Shamanistic Kabbalist
Trans-humanism aight but
Only holistic can heal
Humble as bumblebee
But turn ballistic at will
Expose me if hypocrite
Show me how antagonist feels
If brothas don’t speak up
I know matriarchs will
Tempted to conjure the real
Crystal quartz
To hear the silence of hills
Tigers eye
So I can see straight through the veil
Obsidian stone rest on my chest
Finely wrapped up in a twill
Now scry
Now scry
If you try
Never rely on someone else supply
Now Scry
Don’t be a fool
We all use different tools
Now scry
And if you try
Yeah
I’m too old chase dreams
Young enough to see the vision
Shut ya, shut ya trap playa
Learn to, learn to fuckin listen
Make sure deposits larger than ya withdrawals
Never draw conclusions without probable cause
Listen, get what give
Disappointments for those who expect
Better you live, when you earn your respect
Trust has higher value than them diamonds on to neck
Loyalty don’t always have to come with a check
Never, never rely on some else supply
And don’t get high unless you ROI
Bet not indulge without self control
And, never attempt unless given consent
Once that hand is shaken
Then you better keep your word son
Once the oath is taken
Then the coven is your burden
Now scry
Scrying is the ancient art of looking within
If eyes are the widow to the soul
Then any refection will do
But it's all up to you
You see scrying is the ability to look within
Deeper than anyone else can go and
The further you go, you lose control
But it is only in the reflection, of yo soul
Now scry
And if you try
You gotta be ready to let ya ego die
The subconscious only receives
Simple messages, symbols and such
So don't think to much
The deeper the mediation
The darker the vibration
The easier it is for you to rely
On what you receive in the
Attempt to scry
Now scry baby, but don't cry
Now scry baby, but don't cry-oh
Now scry
Look within thy self
Look within thy self
(I said) Now scry baby
Don't cry, uh
Now scry baby
Don't cry, uh
And if you try
Gotta be ready to let the ego die
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3. |
FXME
03:19
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You want this fame?
Then take all these monsters after my name
These people in these high seats
Trynna put out my flame
We not the same (We not the same)
But it’s myself I blame
Hey! You want this fame?
Then take all these monsters after my name
These people in these high seats
Trynna put out my flame
We not the same (We not the same)
But it’s myself I blame
You gotta make moves broke
Go to sleep lonely
Wake up lit
And wake up hungry
Machines that we serve (Nope)
They don’t own me
Can’t convince me to be phony for money
Now since I’m the bad guy
I’m going full Tony
Say hello to my little friend (Haha)
His name is ego
Giving me reasons to be fly, plenty to see
All that’s left is for us to be
Is the seagull, and soar
Past these crabs trapped in a barrel
Imperial impostors
Imposing imperil (Ah!)
Some calling em devils
All I see is pebbles
Escuchar me
Solo hablando to the rebels
Those that resist the mist
If you get my gist
Then you made the list
Raise ya fist up, in bliss
Fuck these weak contracts
We here take our soul back
Cause this celebrity shit is wack
You want this fame?
Then take all these monsters after my name
These people in these high seats
Trynna put out my flame
We not the same (We not the same)
But it’s myself I blame
Hey! You want this fame?
Then take all these monsters after my name
These people in these high seats
Trynna put out my flame
We not the same (We not the same)
But it’s myself I blame
I Flood ya airwaves
Instead of drowning in my trauma
Developed ideas, and not consume any drama
Invest good karma
No lies or bullshit
All love and that's shout out to my mama
To get here, I had to lose some friends
To get here, no way I could pretend
I had to be so raw
When I entered in this industry
I started testing every dickhead that was fuckin' with me, pause
But every artist knows
When the industry is raping us
Tell me how this business ran by men
A pop star once said
They get rich from our life
And still profit when we dead
I’m on my Kanye shit
One quote from being cancelled
Fans so soft, like sand
I’m strapped like sandle
This famous lifestyle
Most y’all can’t handle
But, since you want it so bad
Here! You can have it
You want this fame?
Then take all these monsters after my name
These people in these high seats
Trynna put out my flame
We not the same (We not the same)
But it’s myself I blame
Hey! You want this fame?
Then take all these monsters after my name
These people in these high seats
Trynna put out my flame
We not the same (We not the same)
But it’s myself I blame
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4. |
ATXNMNT
01:43
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I must admit
I had a lil bit too much to drink
Mmm but it helps me think
I must confess
A weight that's been heavy on my chest
Pray you forgive when I’m not at my best
Our connection was lesson
I know you need affection
When you seen my aggression
Had you second guessin
Whether or not this thing will work
Or if love you less than my work
Oh, You deserved my attention
And reserved all the tension
I would swerve when you mention
If I learned to condition
Myself to run away from love
And why I lack trust
If it’s other girls that I lust
You thinking too much
I said
I hope you understand
At least try, at least try
At least try to understand
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5. |
CONQRXR
03:31
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Roll the window down
Extend my middle finger to the sky
Pissed at the creator
Sent us here to die
I ain't ask to even be here
Why I even try
Turn these tears to diamonds
From the pressure that's applied, yea
Place em in my watch cause
I ain’t got time to cry-yea
Back you gotta watch
When they be sendin' evil eye-yea
See through y’all illusion
I won’t choose to live a lie-yea
You can’t fuck with us
If you ain’t moving with a purpose
All them dudes around you
Now they shaking, looking nervous
Blessed and highly favored
And I'm here to lead the service (Hallelujah)
For my niggas breaking down the Dutch, not even German (Nein!)
Had to pay the rent
So I went spent the re-up
We need Pentecostal fire
Elmo turn the beat up
Shaiba brought the keys
LOV, we turn the heat up
All these haters mad got me
Ha ha ha ha
You dont know how far
My roots go
(I said) Ha ha ha ha
You dont know how far
My roots go
The good book says (what it say?)
I’m more than conqueror (preach!)
When I'm with my queen (Mhmm)
She like it when I conquer her (Yas)
Don’t want post stress (Nope)
Betta sign that prenup (Okay)
I’ll never get thirsty (Naw)
Mouth full of C cups (mmmm)
B cups (mmm)
D cups (ooo)
Listen, I can’t pay her too much attention
She pissed caused we don’t spend time, honey!
Cant take up no space in mind, money!
She stay in DM
Carpe Diem
She wanna back to him
But he laying with his BM
Shorty went off 'n shit
She wanna off his shit
(Summon the Mantic)
A-B-R-A-C-A-D-A-B-R-A
Black magick trappin
Serving til the sun is up
Moving in the shadows
So the ops they don’t notice us
Wicked Wiccan spells
She be casting so harmonious
All them filthy things inside you
Come here let me have it
Don’t believe in contraceptives
Cause she Roman Catholic
She don’t want me pull out
Gone get knocked up by a maverick
Knowing I won’t be there when she have it
Ha ha ha ha
You don't know how far
My roots go
(I said) Ha ha ha ha
You don't know how far
My roots go
It’s gone take me a long
Time Come up
Bitch you know what’s up
Underground King
And most of y’all stuck
Ain’t had no luck
I’m been Down so long
No longer give a fuck
I'm boutta break ground
Shake you with the sound
See I’m with my dogs
Call 'em hell hounds
Never wake a Pharoah
Only for deniro
Imma keep my eye
Only on the sparrow
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6. |
MXXR
02:16
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Listen
We the apostles
We're here to cast out
Not a prophet for the profit
Yea, I'm my brother's keeper
To save the innocent from the grim reaper
Yea it's bound to happen
Bout to put you in the sleeper
Wallah, summon YHWH
I hit you with the tweeters
Doubt if you want to
I'll make you a believer
(Oh, you got a problem?)
Yea
They can make hard on them self if they want to
When I speak, its a scripture
And I hit ya-Aye!
Czarny Wilk
I got the pack and that's the gang-Aye!
The heathens tremble from the bass
And when we sang-Aye!
We gotta call up the Mantic
Do our thang-Aye
Bad vibes, I rebuke you
Pedophiles, I'll shoot you
Logophile, I choose to
Use syllables as weapons
Don't get to mess around with innocent
These rounds be infinite
Artillery of energy
Bullets articulate
Moor!
Yea, its the return of the Moor
More!
If you want more
(Whats a Moor?)
(I ain't never heard of no Moor!)
(Excuse me sir, what is a Moor?)
(Listen, honey can you tell me what a moor is?)
(Oh man, what's what's a Moor?)
(Aye, dawg, the fuck is a moor?)
Moor!
Yea, its the return of the Moor
More!
If you want
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7. |
TEMPL
02:59
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Gather around everybody
As we enter into this sanctuary
And give all hail and praise
To the most high
(Just sit down with me real quick)
Can you be my peace of mind
(Can you, can you be my)
Can you be my peace of mind
(Can you be my peace of mind, yea)
Listen
Can you give me piece of mine
(Can you give piece of mine yea)
Can you be my peace of mind
Can you be my peace of mind
I don't need nothing else
Naw
(Nothing else, nothing else, yea)
I don't wanna say too much
(I refuse)
Yea
(To give you all my complications, yea)
Surely, I don’t wanna rush
(I don't wanna)
I just need ya gentle touch
(I refuse)
See, I don't wanna say too much
I just need you to be my peace of mind
(To lose your touch with mine)
Can you be my peace of mind
Listen
Your presence is my solitude
I offer you my gratitude
And when I'm in yo' temple
The vibes so right
Said your presence is my solitude
I offer you my gratitude
And when I'm in yo' temple
Yea, the vibes so right
Cause I
(Oh)
I just need yo piece of mind
(When I'm in ya)
I just need yo peace of mind
(I don't need nothing else, naw)
I don't wanna a piece ya mine
(I just need ya)
I just need yo piece of mind
I don't need nothing else
(I just wanna, be next to you when ya here with me)
I don't wanna say too much
(And when ya next to me)
I don't wanna rush
I just need ya gentle touch
(Oh, peel ya insecurities like the skin of a grape)
Yea, yea
(But then I feel so great, ya see ain't no escape)
Say, can you give peace of mind
I just need a peace of mind
Said, when you give me piece of mine
All I needs a piece of mind
Say, When you give me piece of mine
All I needs a peace of mind,-yea
I don't need nothing else
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8. |
BYOC2
04:16
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Excuse me ladies and gentlemen
I would like to please
Gather your attention
We here
Appreciate you time
And your energy
And your love
And from above
We want to share with you
This gift
From all this hard work
We need you to take
Your glass and lift
And make a toast
Ohh!
Look at what we been through
Mhmm
Its time to celebrate baby
Ya'll know what it do!
Get fly, let's ride
Yea you know what to do
Put ya drinks in the sky
After all that we've been through
Its that time of our life let's celebrate
It's a dream come true
This is B-Y-O-C 2
Get fly, let's ride
Yea you know what to do
Put ya drinks in the sky
After all that we've been through
Its that time of our life let's celebrate
It's a dream come true
This is B-Y-O-C 2
I was down and out
Lower than I ever been
Just an ounce of doubt
Had me really struggling
To keep all together
Man felt I like giving up
Thought gave it all I got
And that didn't seem enough
Usually, I'm great with getting past hard times
But how can I use strategy
With all this uncertainty
And now I see how small my circle be
What's really hurting me was the inner most G-O-D
Awakening
Old habits that formed
Had to start forsaken 'em
Weapons that was formed against me
Torn apart and shaken em
For they shall not prosper
Was rich while a pauper
Switch up proper, like mobster
Food stamps now it's lobster
No matter where I came from
This was always meant to be
Manifest destiny
From love sent to me
Every tribulations that I faced
Was a test of my faith
My cup runneth over
Lemme give you a taste
Get fly, let's ride
Yea you know what to do
Put ya drinks in the sky
After all that we've been through
Its that time of our life, let's celebrate
It's a dream come true
This is B-Y-O-C 2
Get fly, let's ride
Yea you know what to do
Put ya drinks in the sky
After all that we've been through
Its that time of our life, let's celebrate
It's a dream come true
This is B-Y-O-C 2
Dressed to the nine's-yea
Ladies looking fine-yea
It's communion time-yea
Get the red wine-yea
Only break bread
With the ones I ate crumbs with
Welcome in my palace
Some the ones I was slummed with
Everything that glitter ain't gold
Believe in yourself
Keep ya mental health
Move with stealth
Pray ya dreams unfold
Yea my team legit
Better know we never slack
And everything we get
Betta know we given back
Two fold
No pockets be empty or stomach rumbling
Break it down with pure intentions
Watch it all double then
Forgive those who didn't
Whether sanctified or sinning
I don't care how we get it
Gotta live like we winning
Cause, this breathe in my lungs
Is a gift-aye
Til I'm gone dry bones
Imma lift-aye
Every voice, it's our choice
It's about time that we
Get fly, let's ride
Yea you know what to do
Put ya drinks in the sky
After all that we been through
Its that time of our life let's celebrate
It's a dream come true
This is B-Y-O-C 2
Get fly, let's ride
Yea you know what to do
Put ya drinks in the sky
After all that we been through
Its that time of our life let's celebrate
It's a dream come true
This is B-Y-O-C 2
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9. |
SELAH
04:32
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Came dine-yea
Smokin on the pine-yea
Reconstruct yo spine
Kundalini spine
Put it all line
Still doin fine-yea
Sipping red wine
I done came dine-yea
Smokin on the pine-yea
Reconstruct yo spine
Kundalini spine
Put it all line
Still doin fine-yea
Sipping red wine
Tell the truth
Then I'm a villain - mayne
Sugar coat that shit
And they, callin me a hero
We ain't here to save you hoes
New slaves, new clothes
Nice lips, nice ass, my god!
Who paid for those?
Tectonic flow alter layers of yo make up
Dig deep just save ya
Whole genetic make up
Woah!
Iron out my issues
Bet, I'll never fold
Keep it all together like keesh
Sheesh!
Bars sound cold
No Frieza, til I'm gold
Destroyed a whole niche
With lies that they told
Flow Italic, write it out in bold
Fake nigha this omen
Font style non-chalant
But watch, read times New Roman
Fiancée my stylist, wear my heart my sleeve
Drink 100 proof
For the ones that don't believe
Never needed fans
Cause once shit hit em
They bound to leave
So only to famo I cleave
Came dine yea
Smokin on the pine-yea
Reconstruct yo spine
Kundalini spine
Put it all line
Still doin' fine-yea
Sipping red wine
Said I'm numb from that fake shit
Some y’all won’t feel
Cause these nighas that’s adjacent
I know they won’t kill
Sharpen then the knife of Jason
Coz, B - I fit the bill
See this money that I’m chasin
Is only for the thrill, uh
Lemme chill, And sit back
Reflect on my prophecy
Show these negus what aught to be
Talking art yea, but audible
Love from heart of the God in me
Like I study horology
Cause
I’m ahead of my time
Know my worth and my value
Can’t be tricked by no dime
She gimme head for mad long
And I still won’t come
Came to sacrifice ya life
With this sword I’m bless with
Be careful who you mess with
One pump from her purchasing a test kit
Now ya train of thought
Done been derailed
Focus on ya bars
Stop cuffing females
Talking on a pillow
Now she sharing ya details
Like forwarding emails
(What?)
Came dine yea
Smokin on the pine-yea
Reconstruct yo spine
Kundalini spine
Put it all line
Still doin' fine-yea
Sipping red wine
Selah
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The Blu Mantic Warsaw, Poland
The Blu Mantic is an entity. It is the collective of universal inspirations in the soul of an artist.
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