1. |
yon
03:49
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Feeling surreal
A little angel came and told me her feelings are real
A little baby face on her
Very hazy, fate saw me
Couldn’t wait to make something
for her
Ain’t going nothing how niggas planned in 2011
I was in 10th grade with Samantha
Lucifer, one of the best chess players
I had to loosen up
was just her yeasayer and dancer
Due to tough luck at best
playing the back
Per usual, our set upset they in the benches
And I accept my best fails
I bet em all against all y’all best sales advances
But then why was I frustrated?
I know a few hating on me, I must say it
And I ain’t making nothing up I was just
Paying attention
A slew of fake and phony pop ups later
I said something
Shit be weighing on me like
I knew the way it was going but I wouldn’t say it
cause that’s just a part of growing up
I wish stay in the past but it’s not the way it go
can’t look away when it happens
But now I’m up praying to ancestors
And now I’m updating the answers
And now I’m up, they in DM requests,
talking bout how up me and the fam gettin
And it’s feeling surreal
A little Angel came and told me her feelings are real
A little baby face on her
Very hazy, fate saw me
Couldn’t wait to make something
for her
A mind is a terrible thing to forget
I get reminded of everything
I get vivid images, etched into my memory and my flesh
Under the lift, she over under me in the bet
My love questioning my very being again
She want gifts, all of the luxury of the bidness
She wanna live with the celebrity and the rich
I wouldn’t wish that on my enemy, I’m a bit different
Niggas inside they telling me I’m legit
Playing tricks tryin stay ahead of me on the list
Me getting whooshed down the river mean I’m a fish
Me lettin it slide again would mean I’m a bitch
We get it, this town ain’t ever even a question
Well isn’t it pot, the kettle steaming against
We lettin it sound incredibly interesting
I seen the messages
I couldn’t be any less different if I tested it
My legacy a success
I wanna live, die and never be here again
I’m gonna live, die and never see her again
That’s why I beg God
I’m beg pleading on bended knee, in the end that I’ll somehow be in best A fucking legend
The gun powdy in the vest
I want some head and some kung pao
And it’s feeling surreal
A little Angel came and told me her feelings are real
A little baby face on her
Very hazy, fate saw me
Couldn’t wait to make something
for her
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2. |
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My oh baby girl
We are safe here
I am ready
I am with it
You tell me you think of us
I won’t let you forget it
I will smile inside you forever
Why does sky fall south before it get hot outside? Oh God of forgiveness.
I will die on your side
Yea
I will die upon our hill
I was climbing for hours still Hardly saw the top
I was there, falling slowly Roll down hill
I will die upon our hill
I was climbing for hours still Hardly saw the top
I was there, falling slowly Roll down hill
Drop it here
Drop it here
I belong to a proper home
Grown up a humble “love below” fool Up a road, roll up a roach
She believe in me ever-long
She gon’ see me get fuckin’ low
Fine as she is, let her know
Cause I done seen this shit level up
Second coming coming quicker
Be home soon
Guess I’ll be home soon (guess I, guess I)
I felt the love this morning
But it’ll leave by noon
Why it leave so soon (why it leave so soon, idk) I told you that I love you
Wanted to be like you
Or maybe someone new (someone)
Brand new
But that’s old news
Can’t hold it against you That’s all you, that’s all you
I will die upon our hill
I was climbing for hours still Hardly saw the top
I was there, falling slowly Roll down hill
Yea
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3. |
Baby boy
03:53
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My grandma had a son My mother’s only brother My only uncle by blood Didn’t like to listen
And only done what he want
Was out here like his niggas
His homie high key had hooked up a mission
They was getting it
Running that digit up
Late 80s in Brooklyn had niggas thuggin’
People killing right outside
Baggin’ us up
The only way to not pass by was not give no fuck
Get higher than and fight back fire
That feel of suffering realer so they saw drug dealing as an eruption of niggas getting rich as shit and now feel adjusted
Funny how where it’s at isn’t that big a jump
The ceiling was a floor, as real as that feeling was
Money power respect isn’t as real as love
But Niggas gotta get that skrilla
That bill add ups
You might wanna give back to the people that love
My grandma had a son My mother’s only brother My only uncle by blood Didn’t like to listen
and only done what he want
Was out here like his niggas
His homie high key had hooked up a mission
They was getting it
Running that digit up
One night, in like 9-3 sellin that good
They ain’t like the price, like plug tried the right one A gunfight ignite light 3 candle light vigil
They hit his man
He stayed with him
Cause he not budging
Crying for his man like “Please brother get up”
The opps spun it back light him right in that muffin Took a niggas lights but
He ain’t die, he had luck
My grandma was his mom
She ain’t handle that good
Screaming prayers to God and reading that book Womb to the sandbox
Stand clean of that judge The judge see you once He done
We in that dungeon
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4. |
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I’m all alone
I tried hard
I tried to face it
Too high to come down
She’s on her own
She tried hard
She tried to face it
Too high to come down
I fall in love
She fall harder
I’m her favorite
We might as well have some fun
And roll with the flow
And not waste it
This time, I’m not bout to fall as deep as I think
My only reason I’ll stay is if you hold me closely all day
It’s a lonely way down when you try to come down from it
It’s a lonely way down when you try to come down (down, down) It ’s a lonely way down when you try to come down from it
It’s a lonely way down when you try to come down (down, down)
I’m all alone
I tried hard
I tried to face it
Too high to come down
She’s on her own
She tried hard
She tried to face it
Too high to come down
Loose lips sink ships
So I grip tight when I’m pulling on the spiff
Dark skies got me ready for this lift off
No ties, no skirts, just vibes
Might hold my cards to my chest
I’m still too far from my best
Think I might die from this jet lag
Way too low to look down
Don’t get out of my bed
Keep me outta my head
It’s a lonely way down when you try to come down from it
It’s a lonely way down when you try to come down (down, down)
It’s a lonely way down when you try to come down from it
It’s a lonely way down when you try to come down (down, down)
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Cats out the bag, we don’t have a hero
Running out of time and money I can see roses falling out the sky I’m covered head to T-OE
Eleven out the pot left hella for the re up
I’m out of my mind making hundred out of zero
Our last gig on the road had me open
Counting by the head it was 700 people
Hollering out lines I wrote on the way over
I was on a plane from LA on a layover
Tryna find a way to explain why I stay home
That was all I had when I lost my abuelo
Crawling out the bag like a bug out the mail
I feel I could roll like a stone downhill
Step into the fog, swam on like a whale
I should get the long barrel gun off the shelf
All of my foes get along rather well
Sat out by the water
Pulled my heart out and you left
I was alive, passed the test, took a rest
Turned to find out that somebody wasn’t really who they said
It’s a shame how far we’ve come to still burn down how far we’ve come to still burn down
how far we’ve come to still burn down
how far we’ve come to still burn down
I thought if I didn’t love me
then you wouldn’t either
Did too much just as a teen for me to be a preacher
Still pouring pints over scenic to show my guys I ain’t leave em
I’m very healthy n clean
Ion look like what I seen
I scraped the polish off
We piled it on the times that my dreams would seem implausible Another kite in the breeze
I’m sweeping sawbucks up and sawdust
So I cough when I breathe
Lungs of a carpenter
Holes in my palms n my feet
I had the line and all the hook jus needed knowledge to feed you Couldn’t find it in the books they say they hiding from negros
I grabbed it hiding in the nooks
of all my pride in my people
I’m your shrine and your sequel
When we divide it look how far we came
This shit a comedy a tragedy that alternate
A nigga play it how it go because it’s all the game
Nothing but it all has changed
Reason you gon find me never moving from this spot for days I been on this shaman thing
Sat out by the water
Pulled my heart out and you left
I was alive, passed the test, took a rest
Turned to find out that somebody wasn’t really who they said
It’s a shame how far we’ve come to still burn down how far we’ve come to still burn down
how far we’ve come to still burn down
how far we’ve come to still burn down
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6. |
adventures in wonderland
02:31
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Baby baby baby baby baby baby
Where are you bumbaclot going right now?
They done a number on you growing up
I’d say you bugging but u grown now
Flower bed bud dozens of your rose, I know
How you got back under when that
Other one had fall down
Sending hints at war
How did that fucking had me rolled out
How I miss that love
I could kiss n touch you out your clothes right now I forget how fun
Our world of wonder was a
Wonder
Where I would have ended up if ever you had wandered
I could press that button
And bet bout hunnid that you glowin
I got
Lotta
Gets that want it
Get back on it bitch said “oh wow”
Ain’t fallin out with you
Ain’t pullin out with you
You want them out
I want a mountain view I want that mount
Boo what that mouth do?
Gimme one sec
Too much to count
You really throwing doubts?
Who wouldn’t? I don’t blame you
I sure went to school with about 8... If we ever have a daughter
She gon know these bitches ain’t got nothin on her
If we ever have a son I pray he know the difference
If I never have a kid, it’ll break my heart
But I ain’t never have a father either so I guess I’m not gon miss it I went to bed on love and water
When the check was missing
I’m never tripping washing dishes If the food was hot
That messy kitchen
Had conditioned us for Lucif..
For half a second
Ya’ll was questioning the use of art
I went the distance
In defense of revolution, ha
My weapon sitting representing
Spittin coup de grace
New exhibition at the Met
She mad for food for thought
I remember when she and them bitches
Had to move apart
She at my neck
I’m half as vicious laughin through what cut
Just know my first and second wishes have to do with her
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7. |
To have it all
03:14
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I wanted it all, forgot I gotta give
And by the time I did, all the stuff I wanted (gone)
I forgot I got it all
The fuck I wanted this for?
I must’ve wanted them to give a fuck about it (fuck)
I ain’t even met my goal
I ain’t even get back home
I ain’t even get back here
where the fuck I started
Remind me to get back going
Might need to get that gun
I need to keep my head off that fucking ground
I heard that it grows
Higher that it goes I’ll have her know that I’m up and outta
Might need to let y’all go
I need to get that dough
I need to get my share of that fuckin dollar
Couldn’t wish it
Couldn’t push a button Couldn’t wish it
Couldn’t push a button Couldn’t wish it
Couldn’t push a button Couldn’t wish it (yeah)
Couldn’t push a button (yeah)
I wanted it all, forgot I gotta give
And by the time I did, all the stuff I wanted (gone)
I forgot I got it all
The fuck I wanted this for?
I must’ve wanted them to give a fuck about it
Even as the past shows,
we would back and forth
Leaving ashes and going even faster forward
We could have the last of what we were asking for
We did that before
We were there before
I heard that it grows
Higher that it goes
I’ll have her know that I’m up and outta
Might need to let y’all go
I need to get that dough
I need to get my share (of that fuckin dollar)
Couldn’t wish it (I held the world)
Couldn’t push a button
Couldn’t wish it (High as it was)
Couldn’t push a button
Couldn’t wish it (My handy work lives on)
Couldn’t push a button
Couldn’t wish it (yeah)
Couldn’t push a button (yeah)
I wanted it all, forgot I gotta give
And by the time I did, all the stuff I wanted (gone)
I forgot I got it all
The fuck I wanted this for?
I must’ve wanted them to give a fuck about it
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It’s so you to up and leave soon as we move in our place
Thought you said you needed somewhere to stay
And I sacrificed so much so you could have it your way
I mean our happiness is one in the same
And I tried, I tried to make it a little easy
To make it a little cool
And I tried
Lord knows I tried
And I’m all tried out
So this is what I’m finna do
I’m gon hit the Stu
Write a song, get in the booth
Tell the world how I feel about you
Tell the world how I feel about you
Tell the world
Or the play the fool
And try play it cool (She prays for you)
Packing your bags
Throwin what we had
Ungrateful you (You prayed for ways to get rid of her)
She prays with you
You pray for ways to get rid of her
Ungrateful you
Couldn’t wait til they come hitting you up
“Come get in the guts”
Faithful you
Was patient, ain’t too finna fuck
Now you widdit as fuck
I don’t know where it changed
I was fine before
We know that it’s not the same
But it’s not what I thought either
We fucked
She came for you
You pray for ways to get rid of her
She stays for you
You pray for ways to get rid of her
She stays with you
You played her
Way to get rid of her
I’m gon hit the Stu
Write a song, get in the booth
Tell the world how I feel about you
Tell the world how I feel about you
Tell the world
Or the play the fool
And try play it cool
Packing your bags
Throwin what we had
Ungrateful you
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9. |
the kids are listening
03:18
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Fightin for a nice slice of heaven
Delightful and light like a feather
To die for, to hide from, to have up
Blindfolded, I sight the heaven
Fightin for a nice slice of heaven
Delightful and light like a feather
To die for, to hide from, to have up
Blindfolded, I sight the heaven
It’s time for that look in
Converse all star
Stomp around Brooklyn
I done worked hard, it’s much harder not working
Everyone that is not God is not perfect
I am not God
I’m tryna iron out verses
Kinda proud that I’m not crying out worse shit
Sayonara to our ire
Won’t miss it
Signing off, I been on fire on this shit
On and on, fire
I saw the fire cursin’
Mortified, hurt
I sort it vice versa
I’m finally that person
All along I been on line
To die first but
I realize I could shine light on our purpose
Tonight was a nice night to bend up
The vice of the night lights the friend up
And right when the heights spike, they’ll end up
Insightful and bright like the window
Fightin for a nice slice of heaven
Delightful and light like a feather
To die for, to hide from, to have up
Blindfolded, I sight the heaven
Fightin for a nice slice of heaven
Delightful and light like a feather
To die for, to hide from, to have up
Blindfolded, I sight the heaven
This is for the kids
Mystical and busy
Wishing for the independence of the sands
Whooshing in the winds
Pissin on the enemy
Wishing for a family, wishing for a friend
This is for the friends, with ya from the head
Big bliss is for the ignant
Stickin to your ribs
I’m looking for my twin
This is fuckin heavy
Every couple year, we dis-a-fuckin-ppear
Finally, the stars out
All for me
God see the signs, our rosary
My peace of mind writes songs for me
Remind me to not sound so facetious
I believe life is like a land conquered by the man
Occupy them and this
I could probably count our hands the amount of magnets
Dragging us down to our knees in our madness
Fightin for a nice slice of heaven
Delightful and light like a feather
To die for, to hide from, to have up
Blindfolded, I sight the heaven
Fightin for a nice slice of heaven
Delightful and light like a feather
To die for, to hide from, to have up
Blindfolded, I sight the heaven
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10. |
27 (ft. DaVionne)
04:44
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Taken to the edge
Aching in the head
Everything is ending
Prayer hands stretched, in pain
But the same hands make a nigga bed
They could say it been bad
They could say it’s dead
I just wanna live past the age of 27
I belong with granddad
They be saying Heaven running out of rooms
And they ain’t been taking legends
I gotta assume when I make it there it’s Heaven
Taken to the edge
Aching in the head
Everything is ending
Prayer hands stretched, in pain
But the same hands make a nigga bed
They could say it been bad
They could say it’s dead
I just wanna live past the age of 27
I belong with granddad
They be saying Heaven running out of rooms
And they ain’t been taking legends
I gotta assume when I take it there it’s Heaven
Take a hit to..
Yea take it to head
Grateful it’s a full moon
Great for ‘Lizabeth
If they could make a pledge that could save a nigga death..
Save a nigga life from Satan
Get the bag
Can’t wait to fit the vest
Wait to clink the...
Champagne-ing with the blessed
Can’t wait to clink the glass
But wait a minute
They wasn’t in pain here with the band
Fading in it
They wasn’t the favorite or best
Made it here fast
Fame is in the grasp
I don’t even need shit
Ima be back in the form of an ever flowin river
All facts
I believe in a God and a Goddess
If anybody asks, comma fall fast when I’m involved less
I’m what God blessed
Long live anyone in the crosshairs
All love isn’t for every lovers
I just wanna live past the age of 27
I belong with granddad
They be saying Heaven running out of rooms
And they ain’t been taking legends
I gotta assume when I make it there it’s Heaven
Taken to the edge
Aching in the head
Everything is ending
Prayer hands stretched, in pain
But the same hands make a nigga bed
They could say it been bad
They could say it’s dead
I just wanna live past the age of 27
I belong with granddad
They be saying Heaven running out of rooms
And they ain’t been taking legends
I gotta assume when I take it there it’s Heaven
Take a hit...
Take it
Take it
Take it, take it Take
Take it
I’m lost in my thoughts
I’m lost in the world
Everything so new to me
Feel like a little girl
Am I gonna make it
Will I ever make it out
Anxiety attacking
Since I left my momma house
Whole world going to hell in a hand basket
Who gon’ show up for me
When I’m in the damn casket
Why do I think so morbid
Joy gon’ come in the morning
Gotta, whole life to live
Got kids to have
Make a deal with father time
Erase my past
The shit happening in this world
Gone drive me mad
Mad, mad, mad, mad, mad, mad
I just wanna make it past age 27
I belong with granddad
They be saying
Heaven running out of rooms And they ain’t been taking legends
I gotta assume when I make it there it’s Heaven
Taken to the edge, yeah
Take it to the head
Intrusive thoughts say I’m better off dead
I just wanna live past age 27
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11. |
Deli man
02:25
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I’m wading hot water
I’m waiting there wet
She lean me back on the bar
I deep in that neck
I make her that horny for it
Vibrator not doin it for her
How deep is that waterfall
I geek at that
We did it that morning
We in it and on it
Anyhow they want it
I’m big on that kinda shit
We into all kinda shit
We needed mo’ condoms
I went into that corner store
They had heaters there on em, shit
Backing me at the corner store
Can’t get me, I can’t go on the floor
Ain’t there wit nothin on me, nah
Got a million or more on me
I pray to my Lordy
My maker not goin for it
I’m back on my hunned and four
I smack him, his gun hit the floor
I pick it back up, I blick it back back
I pick it back up, I blick it back back
I pick it back up, I blick it back back
I pick it back up, I blick it back back
I pick it back up, I blick it back back
I pick it back up, I blick it back back
I pick it back up, I blick it back back
I pick it back up, I blick it back back
I pick it back up, I blick it back back
I pick it back up, I blick it back back
I pick it back up, I blick it back back
I pick it back up, I blick it back back
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