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1. |
They Calling (Intro)
00:33
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(voicemails play)
Hi there, this is *censored* from New England Tech
Hey Raymond this is Staff Sergeant LeClaire
I just talked to your buddy Cannon and he gave me your number so I could ask you a few questions
Hey Raymond this is Sergeant First Class Bishop i'm with U.S. Army
This isn't okay Raymond, this is not okay
Hey I hope you're on your way home, bye
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2. |
Magic City
03:35
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(Intro)
Ayo Loc, let me tell you a story real quick
These bitch ass, buster ass police tried to tell me I can't ride and smoke weed
Pulled me out the car and shit
I'm like, "God damn nigga! I'm just tryna go on an L ride! Mofucka!"
(Verse 1)
Magic City on the highway counting plenty
Only 20s, 100s, 50s on my way up to a Bentley
God damn, these rappers be flexing for the Gram
Empty out they bank account just to put it in a band
I don't understand (why)
Guess it's not for me to know
Got your women crush Wednesday blowing on my piccolo
Ask me where she at, tell you I don't know
Had my nose and my dick like Pinnochio, steady growing (bitch)
Told her look out below, cuz rain coming
Wipe your face with this shirt, just forget the stains on it (don't worry bout that)
Smoke a pound of the purp, need to get the day started
You be heading to work, I be chilling in fur, coat
I know you rap can I be one of the bros? No
She's begging for the D said after the verse, woah
We going rounds she off a ball of the coke
And blowing one of her talents so i'm in line for the show, nigga
(Hook)
My whip stay clean, my shoe game filthy
I roll with my team, they never gon' kill me
Not in they dreams, you never could fuck with me
Rolling up a forest cuz we got so many trees, wassup
My whip stay clean, my shoe game filthy
I roll with my team, they never gon' kill me
Not in they dreams, you never could fuck with me
Hope we don't get pulled over for toting all this green, come on
(Verse 2)
Magic City on the highway counting plenty
Only 20s, 100s, 50s on my way up to a Bentley
God damn, dude be tryna fight me and shit
Had to call my side piece, come and get ya mans
Call me Dapper Dan always in the freshest fits
This a grand slam not a pop fly, you ain't catching this
It's over your head, reckless, and on me
You ain't in the crew just cuz you know a hand shake (hoe)
You pulled up with a bag of the shake
And started rapping like Wayne with a mask and a cape
I eat niggas like you, til' I straight empty the plate
Coming in like you running shit and that mindstate hazardous
Black Ivy he the young boy bachelor
Swimming in women, chill in the tubes like a catheter
Putting on for the Ocean State
Already smoking presidential so it ain't no debate, it's Oscar
(Hook) x2
My whip stay clean, my shoe game filthy
I roll with my team, they never gon' kill me
Not in they dreams, you never could fuck with me
Rolling up a forest cuz we got so many trees, wassup
My whip stay clean, my shoe game filthy
I roll with my team, they never gon' kill me
Not in they dreams, you never could fuck with me
Hope we don't get pulled over for toting all this green, come on
(Outro)
Let me tell you what I did
I looked that motherfucker in the eye and I said
"Imma do this shit. Imma smoke it. I ain't dumping it out. You can do what you want with that information. But i'm just saying. You're gonna have to talk to my lawyer or some shit. Bitch ass."
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3. |
With My Doggs
02:59
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(Intro)
Let's get into it bitch
(Hook)
Ay, this new whip came with the bitches
I really don't need I got plenty of them
And I roll with my doggs i'm cripping
Don't be hitting my phone got the wrong number
We be rolling with a pound on a mission
Got my head in the clouds
I shine bright, yo my light never missing
Especially when i'm downtown, they all come around
(Verse 1)
Open up your ears did you listen
Oscar IV, in the place to be
Bringing you the funk and the rhythm
Everybody off they feet from RI to Cali
Ain't forget about my homies overseas
From K-town to Kenya all love, you my family
And shout-out my Columbiana
Make me want to drop it all, pack a bag let me holla
Do a face-to-face, I be sick of seeing monitors
Looking at my dough, i'm too young to be a father so
I'll sit it back, play it cool
Wonder just what I can do to be the fly on the wall in your dressing room
How many Henny bottles did we consume last night
Had me tempted from all of your perfume
You got a soft spot for my nonsense
So imma hit it quick, another, topic
(Hook)
Ay, this new whip came with the bitches
I really don't need I got plenty of them
And I roll with my doggs i'm cripping
Don't be hitting my phone got the wrong number
We be rolling with a pound on a mission
Got my head in the clouds
I shine bright, yo my light never missing
Especially when i'm downtown, they all come around
(Verse 2)
Everybody gather round when they hear that the boy that really ain't speak much
Bring a new sound, for you to play it out your speakers
Hotbox in the '05 Honda
Bumping sounds from the underground, wait
Need to clock in, in like 2 can't be late
Boss see me walking in I ain't get a break
Dock my shit and i'll be still getting paid
Why you think I keep the 9 on me going cray
Big flex, diamonds on your neck
They looking kinda heavy let me hold 'em for a sec
2 shots, vision blurry like a flashback
Bitch it's the Slum Lord, you can tell the devil that
Get his lettuce, break it down and assemble that
In a cone, one hitter or a piece
Either way we keeping the peace
And you better give me that salute
All's well when I big chief with my doggs
(Outro)
As long as my cup's full
And my j don't canoe, we'll be good
Smoke one for me too
It's Oscar, yea
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4. |
4 / Outbreak
02:12
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(Intro)
Announcer: "New word from the nation's top scientists on the zombie virus that appeared just two weeks ago. They released information saying that the symptoms to watch for are: aggression, foaming from the mouth, deterioration of motor skills and an unbelievable hunger. Be advised that if an infected becomes hostile, the only way to harm them is to shoot them in the head."
In the head
Oscar IV:
Ugh, Sesh Playlist
(Verse 1)
Bitch it's Oscar IV, indica with the tree
Nigga that's me
Never the type to roll deep, and if she wanna fuck then bring 3
Time to bring the hoes outchea, hear they making moves outchea get ready
Gangsta paradise, waiting with the knife
If you shoot your shot, aim steady
Lot's of people want fame and fortune but choose the safe life and psh ain't get it
Making bank when I make decisions
Child of the Indigo feel my spirit
Nice with the flick, get them in like Cole Bennett
Give her kick in the morning, she a guest i'm a tenant
I'm attending any funeral of niggas I get in it with
And i'm slowing it down, cuz my thoughts off of Riddlin
Dropping the dick off, she shaking when i'm in it
Soon as the beat drop, the pussy yea I kill it
Using my hips like it's a move I invented
Dropping the merch now, shout-out to Major Dealing with a piece
Rolling with my Dawgs ain't need a leash
Cuz a nigga never running in the street
I got green, put it on your head for 18
Know some niggas that will pull up where you sleep
Leave you dead up on the creep
All I need's a lighter and a beat
And guaranteed necks snap to the concrete bitch
Diamonds from Wakanda, get it A$AP
On a New Level like an octave switch
Catch me on Beach rolling 420 in the VIP, yea
Shotter from the start, and I got my sleeve full of tricks, yea
Bass is what fill my heart, so give me them beats
Get his ass plugged, he gon' need IV
I'm off this
(Outro)
New word from the nation's top scientists on the zombie virus that appeared just two weeks ago. They released information saying that the symptoms to watch for are: aggression, foaming from the mouth, deterioration of motor skills and an unbelievable hunger. Be advised that if an infected becomes hostile, the only way to harm them is to shoot them in the head
Shoot them in the head
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5. |
Colors, Pt. II
02:28
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(Intro)
Ivy
(Chorus)
Happy feelings on the way-ay-ay-ay
You can get them for the low-ow-ow-ow
If he pull up it's a holiday-ay-ay
Lord forgive us we don't know-ow-ow-ow
(Verse 1)
I'm cruising around the 78 on a roll
My momma wanted passing grades, honor roll
Shooing off the teachers, this some shit we did before
Pops was in the kitchen, burger helper on the stove
Got the planet on me I can't wait to take her home
Hide it well and my siblings will never know, no
Live a simple life I can't do that shit no more
Caught between a miracle worker or criminal
(Verse 2)
But in life, it ain't black and white
And we struggle, to make it through the night
To make ends meet, we fatigued
We ain't that different, you and me
They say our colors make us separate
I gave those colors new direction
And when I fall, gracefully
Don't you worry bout a thing
I find peace within the leaves
(Chorus)
Happy feelings on the way-ay-ay-ay
You can get them for the low-ow-ow-ow
If he pull up it's a holiday-ay-ay
Lord forgive us we don't know-ow-ow-ow
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6. |
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(Intro)
Yea, Oscar
Hope you got that lighter
(Hook)
Before you came into my life
You know I tried to make things right
Before I came into your life
(Bridge)
I know you feel it in your soul
Those feelings for me let them go
I know you see me with them other girls
But they ain't my whole world
That's you, that's you baby
Ain't nobody coming close, that's you baby
You know I don't give a fuck about them right
I never gave a fuck about no-
(Verse 1)
Sorry ass nigga, no sorry ass bitch
I'm out here counting my figures
They want a lifestyle switch, look
I hear this all the time you ain't getting none of mines, forreal
Asking about my pockets was when you crossed the line, chill
Ain't spend no time in a cell
My family wishing me well
These blessings, it's so hard to fail
I'm rolling shit deep like Adele, ugh
Got this green all in my cuticles
But they'd rather sit in a cubicle
Open your eyes, there's so much that you can do, man
(Hook)
Before you came into my life
You know I tried to make things right
Before I came into your life
(Verse 2)
Your body language got me anxious
So many places we could take this
But you'd rather stick to the basics
Talking bout I never did this, I know that you're with it, i'm shy and i'm timid
I hope that you're kidding
I seen you hop out of that shell bringing energy ride nice and slow when you finish
And then you smile wide like a dentist
Cheer me up after the lows when I been in my head
Say "yo miss all that shit we should be fucking instead
All of this tension I got it, dissolve it before you go to bed"
Hold on, fucked me up
Did a lot of things with you shawty
First class on the plane, hop on it
Pick her up when she land, tell me I don't need a man
Shawty got her own, she bought it
Independent woman, never need a handout cuz she be with the biz
Funny how I took it
And that's why she fuck with the kid, hm
(Hook)
Before you came into my life
You know I tried to make things right
Before I came into your life
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7. |
WTF
03:10
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(Intro)
Alright, sick as a mufucka
Okay
(Hook)
What the fuck you doing with that nigga
You know you can roll with someone bigger
What the fuck you doing with that nigga
You know you can roll something bigger
Seshing got me looking to the ceiling
Ghost OG get delivered
If i'm pouring up, got my people with me
Cognac straight to the liver
(Verse 1)
Okay, handle the weight like a kettle bell
Concerned with the art not record sales
Forget my past life I upgraded
Need to tame the beast that's inside myself
If you got a prospect then hit my cell
If you bout the hating then I wish you well
Nah sike, you more like a dude that
Wish he had this like, wish had green and the flash on the wrist
*censored* got the nugs that that was double my fist
If we talking money you don't speak the language
Tell me how i'm leaving with the bitch you came with
Lil simp
So what the hell you doing with that lame
The OG's taught me stay up in my lane
Tall tales don't get you nowhere you bluffing
Lips moving but they ain't saying nothing, yea
(Hook)
What the fuck you doing with that nigga
You know you can roll with someone bigger
What the fuck you doing with that nigga
You know you can roll something bigger
Seshing got me looking to the ceiling
Ghost OG get delivered
If i'm pouring up, got my people with me
Cognac straight to the liver
(Verse 2)
Said i'm bout my cheddar you should know that
Niggas in the back talking with a blue cap
I'm thinking bout the future, women with me, Kamasutra
Getting dollars with the blue backs
You sold out your homie for a few racks
Creative control, your soul on a blank check
Clout chasing so you steady dissing
Even your music ain't hitting nigga
I be in the booth straight spitting
While your girl passing me the kitten
All your verses sound like dirty dishes
I'm about to clean them in the kitchen
All your weak flows coming up short
You need to hit the backspace, delete and abort
That's a critical mission failure
Don't say I didn't try to tell ya, for real
(Hook)
What the fuck you doing with that nigga
You know you can roll with someone bigger
What the fuck you doing with that nigga
You know you can roll something bigger
Seshing got me looking to the ceiling
Ghost OG get delivered
If i'm pouring up, got my people with me
Cognac straight to the liver
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8. |
To The Basics
03:18
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(Hook)
Let's take it back to the basics
I see em with my third eye no lasic
We put in work for the payment
Sauced up like we in a spaceship
Let's throw it back, she undressing now
Nothing between us but thin fabric in her nightgown
We tripping out to the Caiman's
Treading blue water shawty blew on me, yuh
(Verse 1)
I was sold a dream, picket fence
Take a briefcase to work making trips
Add it to my list of things i'll never do
Flunking in math now I be steady counting up the decimals
If you gotta say sum, speak it
Bagging up the product got the zip lock reeking
Don't care who be speaking
All my people move in light like a shadow
Word is bond you want the street cred
Don't snitch, don't tattle it's that simple
It's that simple, certified player baby wanna see credentials?
You a work of art, call me Banksy with the stencil
I'm just tryna bridge the gap between me and your pillow
You know
(Bridge)
Yea that's right shawty you know
Let a real one whisper in your ear
Hold you close while my hand dip below
Know these dudes tryna dog you like Cujo
I be with that but if you ain't, just know that's cool tho
(Hook)
Let's take it back to the basics
I see em with my third eye no lasic
We put in work for the payment
Sauced up like we in a spaceship
Let's throw it back, she undressing now
Nothing between us but thin fabric in her nightgown
We tripping out to the Caiman's
Treading blue water shawty blew on me, yuh
(Verse 2)
No room on my schedule, on my time deck
Vikki keep the brownies in the Pyrex
Know these niggas hating do not mind that
Know these women calling gotta find them
They been on my mind as long as hands been chasing time
And my hands sitting idle they been chasing undefined
So they gone go to work i'm wiling out just for the night
Clap clap lights off get in the ride
Real ones only, you either in or step aside
Take it back
(Outro)
We done already took it back
So you better sit down, relax and think on that
We got the Girl Scout, OG, Skywalker, Blue Haze all of that
You had your chance to help out the boy
Don't call me back
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9. |
The Struggle
03:09
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(Intro)
Sell that gas, I got a long list of my clientelle
Stash the box, might fuck around and buy a couple pounds
Everyday we out here getting faded
Destined to be this stoney, wouldn't trade it
(Verse 1)
Kenyan I got the shield, nappy fro on my piece for real
And tell them other hoes stop it, the man is here
High and bright like a chandelier
Hit the Mary three times, start a freestyle poof that's when Ray appear
Only on gas that will burn another layer of the atmosphere
Cut the check let's make beats
Blue la flame on me I got heat
Molotov lighting fires to the corner store
Short on wraps he ain't 21
And he can't afford to make time for a bitch cuz the plane is taking off
Slow it down on the cloud I can't hear you through the smoke
I tell him like
(Pre-chorus)
Lotta goodies wanna flex, ain't no common sense
Reach around you get them hands up like i'm ambidex
In the valley throwing sheets up like a paper press
You fall into they plan, just don't know it yet
(Chorus)
Waiting on a day to float by with my niggas
Waiting on a day that I ain't hide from a killer
No weed, we be on a job for the dinner
If you tuck me bitch aim for the liver, said
Waiting on a day to float by with my niggas
Waiting on a day that I ain't hide from a killer
Proceed, people on jobs for they dinner
Load up in the getaway van, payday
(Verse 2)
Hands in the air trick, screaming out mayday
If you keep it up imma upgrade
Chief Keef blasting, feel tense
See just how fast it gets ugly
And no I ain't talking bout the hugs
I be about the love, not the smothering
There be women in abundance
High-key they be loving the chocolate coloring, yea
Ain't about a dollar it ain't making no sense
Bitch get out my pocket, i'm paying my rent
This frequent flyer nigga tryna make m's
Too secure, offshore got accounts in all seven continents
So much dirty laundry need to wash again
Ain't shit y'all can tell me no more
Keep seshing nigga
(Pre-chorus)
Lotta goodies wanna flex, ain't no common sense
Reach around you get them hands up like i'm ambidex
In the valley throwing sheets up like a paper press
You slave to Uncle Sam, can't escape the fact
(Chorus)
Waiting on a day to float by with my niggas
Waiting on a day that I ain't hide from a killer
No weed, we be on a job for the dinner
If you tuck me bitch aim for the liver, said
Waiting on a day to float by with my niggas
Waiting on a day that I ain't hide from a killer
Proceed, people on jobs for they dinner
Better not lie for the trigger, Oscar
(Outro)
Oskyy
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10. |
A Different Way
03:03
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(Intro)
Some lessons you just gotta go through it on your own
Learn it the hard way
Yeah
(Hook)
The coldest winters got me thinking about my better days
Light the fire feeling lighter til' I levitate
Doing what it do to make a plate, ugh
I always knew there was a different way, yea
Just keep your fingers clean and we'll be straight
All of the goals i've accomplished in the past ain't shit to what i'm saying right now
Seeking satisfaction from an acid tablet
This LSD, you just had to have it
(Verse 1)
They taught me rock the jewelry and the vest
Niggas say i'm gon' fall
But they haven't fade me yet
Feds want me in the box, lift the bar off of my chest
We dying in here, serving out more years than we got left
But don't worry, I be on it
Gold rop around my neck
Slow-mo rolling, no postponing
Bitch i'm banging for a check
All that shit you talk is cap
Be a man you ain't a threat
We catch you leaking when the dots connect, word
(Hook)
The coldest winters got me thinking about my better days
Light the fire feeling lighter til' I levitate
Doing what it do to get a plate, ugh
I always knew there was a different way, yea
Just keep your fingers clean and we'll be straight
All of the goals i've accomplished in the past ain't shit to what i'm saying right now
Get your satisfaction from an acid tablet
This LSD, you just had to have it
(Verse 2)
You won't ever see a nigga have me stressed
Cuz I don't seek my validation from respect
I'm standing by every word that come out my chest
They might pick up a bag and fumble the rest
But I be on it
I ain't hit you back cuz I was zoning, off that marijuana
My home back in Rhode Island why i'm coasting
I live the fast life in slow motion
Stack my paper then I burn it slowly, right
(Hook)
The coldest winters got me thinking about my better days
Light the fire feeling lighter til' I levitate
Doing what it do to make a plate, ugh
I always knew there was a different way, yea
Just keep your fingers clean and we'll be straight, right
It don't matter if we getting paid, no
Love the satisfaction from an acid tablet
This LSD, we just had to have it
(Outro)
Oscar
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11. |
No Pressure
03:15
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(Pre-Chorus)
I ain't really talk a lot, knowing that these clowns in my face they phony
Maybe you can blame it on the drugs, but i'll never take a break they calm me
*cough*
All I need is a light and my Tobi
(Chorus)
Bricks on my blocks they been weighing me down, no pressure
Peace to my friends they ain't acting the same, no pressure
Careful this shit is adjusting my brain, it's really no pressure
Let's drop the title and all of the games, no pressure
(Verse 1)
No pressure baby
I know you wonder why I don't quit
You been holding on so strong
I think it's about time we make amends
Forget all those negative things from the past
That moment has passed us
Shot for the stars now i'm stuck in the rafters
Hate the stigmas that come about being a rapper
Say "i'm with you" then laugh at you after
Turning my back on leeches that feed off your energy, spiral you into disaster
You hate me, i'm faded
Your mentality dated, come out of that plain shit
And step into the light
With me we be going all night
See your nigga talking crazy imma switch it up
Tell you where your legs are going before I even pick you up
See you kinda hesitant until we get to lighting up
Open like a book, you had me at the back cover
I was sleeping for a summer
Had you all up on the dm and the text
Mans got to fumbling I had to intercept
You a bag baby girl and this is not a test
Holding you, it just take away the stress
Man that shit be crazy
(Pre-Chorus)
I ain't really talk a lot, knowing that these clowns in my face they phony
Maybe you can blame it on the drugs, but i'll never take a break they calm me
Number one smoker I don't need no trophy
All I need is a light and my Tobi
(Chorus)
Bricks on my blocks they been weighing me down, no pressure
Peace to my friends they ain't acting the same, no pressure
Careful this shit is adjusting my brain, it's really no pressure
Let's drop the title and all of the games, no pressure
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12. |
Empty Table
03:14
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(Verse 1)
This is for the people looking out for Raymond
Want to hear my voice but i'm too high for conversation
All my moves large scale, in my mind weighing
Stress is piling up i'm trapped inside this beg I lay in
I ponder the possibility me just giving up
Clouds is dark enough, window closing up
While i'm walking this dark path, I had to learn that
The only one that's going to fight for me, is yours truly
How you succumb to evil when all you want is peace
I wish them all the best, and they wish me deceased
I tried to tell them we can all win, let's eat!
All that said it's going to be lonely at the feast, damn
Some brothers will never understand
Whether you work a 9-5 or deal contraband
Sticking to the script, so I never fumble the plan
And they gon listen when the boy got the mic in hand
(Hook)
Lord forgive me I was born like this
They swung but I never raised my fist
Didn't know that just living in peace would be a chore like this
Hold your hands up, cuz we praying for him
Lord forgive me I was born like this
They swung but I never raised my fist
Didn't know that just living in peace would be a chore like this
Hold your hands up, we praying for him
(Verse 2)
Who'd have thought he would mature like this
And in just two years he would explore like fish
Across the pond, gotta shout what got me there, Army Strong
Popping bottles and partying to the break of dawn
But that ain't gon keep me on
Next time you home you take a good look in the mirror and tell me you don't see something wrong
You having fun but nothing fulfilling, what of your passions
Living life off of temptations is soul snatching
You losing track of your dream now, go catch it
Practicing breathing meditation making a habit due to
Needing a barrier kept up, it's useful
For entities that claim friend, then try and use you
And that is just the brutal truth
Pardon me, if protecting myself's an asshole move
People love to talk about "what if I were you?"
But it ain't like that, i'm trying to be a well-rounded dude but
(Hook)
Lord forgive me I was born like this
They swung but I never raised my fist
Didn't know that just living in peace would be a chore like this
Hold your hands up, cuz we praying for him
Lord forgive me I was born like this
They swung but I never raised my fist
Didn't know that just living in peace would be a chore like this
Hold your hands up, we praying for him
(Outro)
This is real life no fable
Connections unstable
The case of the Empty Table
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13. |
PACE.
03:22
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(Intro)
*Alan Watts lecture plays*
(Verse 1)
Pacing around this room
Life got me defeated
Smashing the glass in case of emergency
Know there's someone who needs it
Tension so high it could kill me
Elevated to the point of a panic attack, nah really
Remembering Ray as a class clown he was always silly
Remember that I used to sit in the back
Teacher couldn't hear me talking in class
The recipe that had me slip through the cracks
I vanish, academic never that nah
Stressing, sneak in the gym to shoot hoops between class
Out on the quad laying on the grass
Ain't have no papers then, just glass mm
17 wondering just what I'm here for
Thinking New England Tech
Boutta make up some games and shit, maybe just wait a bit
All of my homies are off to the races
Can't be the only one not going up
URI 21' they boutta walk with a cap in a year plus
Chilling outside on the porch with a blunt in my hand sipping on orange crush
Thinking about a penthouse with a million dollars in the bank wouldn't that be plush
Slow rise to the fame, stressing your brain
Darling it ain't no rush
I stay dividing the flame, keeping it sane
End up in half the trouble, woah
(Bridge)
*voicemail plays*
(Verse 2)
Seeming all we know here is die young and live fast
Don't know how to take it
Don't know if i'll make it
Getting the greenbacks, no doubt
This is the only way, no other route planned
Out of my mind, spacey as ever but fine like a vial of sand
Independent artist still rolling loud like i'm in a band
Look at where we started, still moving like a 401 man
Blow 50 thou- in Japan
Sleepy we tree off a xan
Sneaking them peeks out the window we look at the view
But lately the reaper had came for a few, rest in peace
Writing this verse in your memory
Keeping the melody heavenly
Bringing you with me thru all of the ups and the downs
Cruising the hills talking Beverly
When I had barely an ear to listen
Now these labels wanna switch positions, on me
Pass up my reflections, leave me in dust
Nah you are not my homie
Hope the sesh going well
Going thru it can you tell
You could feel me up in braille
Kush will get me parasail
Spreading the good vibes because love is wealth
Cali i'm begging be good for my health
I'm ready
(Outro)
*Alan Watts lecture plays*
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14. |
Corduroy (Bonus)
02:16
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(Verse 1)
The only big dog out here taking cat naps
Rogue Ray boutta end up on a hashtag
I wasn't always on a missions just to break backs
But when you grind so long it'll change that
Young jit, black and a white mix
Outta Rhode Island, gas up in my spliff
Told girl it don't hurt to come and chill with the high kids
Just keep your eyes in the game for Crown Vics
Loud pack did a number on my eyelids
I only know because i'm right there with the pilots
People want to scrap me like Takeoff
Even when it takes one take to get a verse off
Dame Dash fame, give me all the shine
Check the wristwatch, young nigga time
Yo man walking in some clown shoes, Pennywise
Ask my teachers, slick words since grade 9
Straight rip from the books, to the notes, to the mic
Under studio lights my
Eyes beam then get moved to the sight
People need Oscar rhythm in their life
And ain't no need to dial in
Cuz true words alwyas find the honest man
With respect comes plenty power
Hand it to the boy in the corduroy trousers
(Hook)
Daaamn that boy got them corduroy trousers
That's that Gucci, that Ralph Lauren
Fendi, Prada
Gucci Bag, Versace
I'm just naming god damn designer brands at this point
"We interrupt your regularly scheduled programming to bring you this special notice"
(Verse 2)
This black boy's brutal
Just wait until he heat up like canned food
He's known for going nuts like cashews
Smacking bae's ass til' it's pink like a baboons
She got peach so we fuck in the castle
But after that big bro getting right back on it
Loopy hoe passed around, like the Indie 500
Keep it on track, I lapped you
To me it ain't nothing
In fast, out fast, residue on her stomach, yuck
Paying homage to the roots, Soul Train
Underground but I still pave a new lane
It'll be a long day if you doubt me
How many want to go toe-to-toe with the cavalry?
How many get rich off the lottery?
How many leaving a dislike from jealousy?
I'm doing this so the fam will be proud of me
And so the boy can go wild out in Calgary
(Outro)
B-b-b-b-bars
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15. |
All 2020 (Bonus)
03:41
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(Hook)
Shoutout to the big dawgs out here getting paper
Every move big league, doing it major
Big cap in yo shit, I ain't no faker
Getting brain in that coogi, tailored
Blessed up, turned coal right into a diamond
This wristwatch, that Frank Mueller big timing
You selling out all yo dreams and I can't buy it
It's 2020 she see me here and i'm styling
(Verse 1)
The real smokers we pulling up to get paper
Breaking down the pack, turn to vapor
Small time now we got the cover on fader
Really I could be less pressed about a hater
This 2020 vision got me seeing a little different
Underground in my own lane and my driving way too consistent
2 iron my craft out I had to set aside my feelings
And fore I got my bag right I had to supervise my dealings
But I done did that, now everybody chilling
Get the grooves right, get the moves right
To get to you my mission, yea
Clap that, get it in sequence
Go to the beat then, pass it to me and
Don't be surprised when it ends up in pieces
They for real be down to swallow me
Ducking cases you won't see me on a journal piece
Now we getting hot and heavy in these leopard sheets
When she see the stat line of my treasury
We getting money bitch!
(Hook)
Shoutout to the big dawgs out here getting paper
Every move big league, doing it major
Big cap in yo shit, I ain't no faker
Getting brain in that coogi, tailored
Blessed up, turned coal right into a diamond
This wristwatch, that Frank Mueller big timing
Think you tough bitch boy don't even try it
I told you ain't no bag, ain't no buying
(Verse 2)
Because the real smokers we're pulling up to get paper
Breaking down the pack, turn to vapor
Things looking up, like Obi-Wan got the high ground
But I ain't done until my lungs like Darth Vader
Heard yo bitch home we shot that screensavor
And if she talking crazy shit, I Cesar Milan train her
Save the footage for another time tho, I got more jobs
Got a key in the carpool i'm about to sell the whole box, yea
Got the cam to turn this bitch to soap opera
All these niggas crying on my shoulder they gon' get nada
I don't feel for you, looking over my shoulder tryna copy
Keep this steel for you, you should know better
Extra credit i'm the professor
And these white girls they blow better
Get on ya knees, swallow me please
Chewing on gummies a hunnid a piece
Wearing the mink it's a hunnid degrees
In here got a nigga begging like please
Yea, where that ass at?
Come thru, gas money on cashapp
Girl your brain is your biggest asset
Me and shawty looking fly, ain't got no stylist
Paging me i'm high like Air Force One pilots
Knew I was a player when my ex bitches started fighting
And oh yea, this hippie wave coming outta Rhode Island, hear me
(Hook)
Blessed up, turned coal right into a diamond
This wristwatch, that Frank Mueller big timing
You selling out all yo dreams and I can't buy it
It's 2020 she see me here and i'm styling
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16. |
KELP (Bonus)
02:33
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(Intro: Oscar IV)
Ray and Lance in this bitch
(Hook: Oscar IV)
One hit from tree my soul be lifted
Off that dream with no prescription
Been steezing on these bitches
They be sleazy can't get with this
(Verse 1: Raynk)
They can't get with this, nah it's like
Can't get with this witness, wicked
Where my wit is within writtens, where my wick is
Glowing the strongest, a boeing off bong rips
Bitch stop hoeing that's obnoxious
Clique goes harder than a moshpit
Spit fruitions like some prophets
60/40, knowledge to nonsense
The hybrid for conscious concepts
Contact high supplies, feel your aura rise
Eyes slowly lower, time to get over
What holds you under, just might discover
A side of self that don't need no help
But is the help so, if you underwater
Just inhale some kelp, wait
(Verse 2: Oscar IV)
If you see me on the kelp, know it's top shelf
Call me an asteroid, falling out of the belt
Excuse me, y'all are some goofies
Bank that, I don't come here to play rap
I be giving you courage you hear it and take that
I'm talking about going the 50 when I tell you state facts
Yea, back to the old ways
Can't do that, they tell me I need to grow up
Kill the dreams of young composer
So it's back to the magic on the corner
Oh no, slipping in my mind but I can't let go
Trippy all day turn brain to Playdoh, oh no
Sole heir to the throne
Guess i'll be the first one, get it my own
(Refrain: Raynk)
Get it my own
Can't get in my zone
Nah man
(Hook: Oscar IV)
One hit from tree my soul be lifted
Off that dream with no prescription
Been steezing on these bitches
They be sleazy can't get with this
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Oscar IV Rhode Island
23 year old hip-hop artist from Rhode Island. Here to provide jams that stimulate the mind and soothe the soul. Certified
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