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No Compass
03:09
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I was tired as fuck my mind was gone,
Bills they was piling up, da pressure on, had 30 thousand Stacked..that shit is gone,
feel da avalanche is comin, I don’t belong,
buried with da weight of da world chasin a girl,
cuz she be Intrigued by da scenes, I paint da mural,
seduction a thrill until the feels leave,
and I’m by myself, I felt so guilty,
I knelt to kill demons, knelt to feel free,
but prayers can’t save me nigga I’m still me,
Self Love and Self Pity Cannot Coexist
Self Love leads to Determination and Self Pity leads to Self Destruction
I got my mind on da double up.... true,
I’m not defined by Couple bucks, though,
I put in work for a legacy, steadily,
Building, till I'm feelin, like my energy is gone
and the things that make me human, been diminished way too long, then I’m livin in the moment, where adrenaline is strong
then I slow down, wake up,
sit down, lace up,
full court press, if you ever try to play us,
life is just a cycle, we can fight it or submit, I’m fighting for a balance but my talent is a gift...and a curse,
though it hurts, I’ve been worse,
on da side of road where troopers on patrol had me searched,
5 in the mornin, shiverin and yawnin,
regrettin the decision of consentin to this nonsense,
trials and tribulations of winner,
I can make out of this funk, I made it out of West Virginia.
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What's Made for the Soul.... Can't be taken away,
What's Made for me to hold...Can't take it away,
My life, my goals, can't be taken away,
If it's made for me to hold can't Take it away, no no no
Die for anything….you live for nothing,
I was a timid youngin, tiptoeing ducking,
….dodging big eruptions, raised voices turned to kicks and punches,
from my cousins or a whipping from my livid mother, Introductions,
To a world where da children suffer, and the pain turn to anger and derange us till we kill each other,
if we lucky then a village love us,
And we recover from the trauma to da promise that we rediscover, introspection with perspective brought a redirection, therapy it was a blessing, I was speeding reckless,
Steady Bringing pleasures seizin on da eagerness…relieving pressures
self inflicted wounds, I was seeking exit,
she felt My pain in every stroke, my deep confessions,
the fuel that made her wetter almost stopped me altogether,
ironic, iconic...real life,
When a person find purpose…. lightning strikes
It’s alright
What's Made for the Soul.... Can't be taken away,
Goals that I hold...Can't take it away,
Stay Strong, Don't fold, don't be taken away,
What's made for me to hold can't be taken away, no no no
Rough terrains …Muzzled Pain
I opened up abundance came…praise God,
For my people Tryna Change odds, Improve yo chances, get your process and your conscious on the same side…
Was my worst enemy, now I'm my main guy,
The most dependable, the General, my rank high
knowing any second I can relapse and break stride,
if I do that’s when I learn the lessons for a great climb,
I’ve been rattled and battled I had to take some breathers,
Took my demons by the horns than I faced em deeper,
Creative thinker, highest frequency my brain is seeking,
on a project bench meditating with my
Favorite Nina,
Peace in reach at all costs, we all flawed,
glad I found the vehicle to shine.. I’m on star,
never been afraid of grave, raid, or the bailiff,
and now I’m done hiding from greatness
let’s go baby.
If it’s made for the soul, may my faith be unbroken (yeah yeah yeah)
dragged by wrath of this moment, potency!
I need a doc or a consultant, (yeah, Yeah, yeah )
minutes on the hour I’ve been sulking, socially,
How can I talk to these emotions (yeah, Yeah, yeah )
My lights need voltage, and my crib need some groceries,
it’s been impossible to focus, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah,
but somewhere in my soul I feel its my time to grow and Leap
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I been feeling stagnant, a fragment
Of the kind of man I wish I had been, labyrinth
A maze full of walls and a heart full of blackness,
jealousy, resentment…. can they read its in my captions? Congratulating niggas though I sickened that they passed me, lapped me,
drive this lil Honda like a taxi, feelin nasty,
Uber rich was the plan now I’m Ubering for a Cash B,
lost my motor and my drive how ironic,
I just want feel alive, but I'm dying slowly,
just give it time homie, only sliver of a positive word that I can find on me,
but lord knows that I’m solid for my homies, always riding for homies, sent some dollars to da homie when it’s celebration time,
bring the bottles and the stogies,
guess they see me how I want them to know me,
I just wanna be solid for my self,
Apply the knowledge, get the dollars be about it for myself,
Put an end to this cycle leave the problems on the shelf,
Go Create some better options, if I’m honest
Myself?
I think I got the brain of my pop,
Stuck in a loop never change like my pop,
Muffling the screams of the pain like my pop,
Just Watchin days past full of shame like my pop
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arrived on the planet with a different vantage,
A different point of view gave me big advantage, No respect for these these rules from these vigilantes, laws on the books,
another push, for the pigs to jam me,
Dollars bills, bullets and books…keep da semi handy, always be prepared for shit, had to lift the Ante, yeah I put the bets on myself..so do my friends and family, only sure path To wealth, make others rich and dandy,
Vested interests that’s your breath extension,
It’s Survival of the needed, compensation over recognition, fuck da bullshit I need to scale, need investors for the leverage for your reference here’s a P & L, Fly Revolutionary Hustler, disarm em with the charm keep em calm cuZ they wary of us, keep some space from you scary brothers, you attract what you fear, get from here
we can’t share circumstance.
They could tell by my stature what was up
My Fashion what was up
My actions what was up
She can tell from the dancin what was up
The passion what was up
The laughter what was up
I excel with these chances to double up
Advancements to come to us,
A man that a thats cut above
Fly Revolutionary Hustler
Fly Revolutionary Hustler
I’m at the table talkin mergers acquisitions 4 miles from a murder that I witnessed, horrific and splendid, I appreciate the full view, my homie shot in face..a lotta breaks but he pulled through, that’s the father of my God daughter, I take advantage of time here..my mind sharper, kind hearted, stay away from the line crossin con artists niggas have me actin out my mind with my nine on em,
I’m tryna to stay calm on em….I came too far to relapse and respond on em,
respect my space
respect my time
protect my energy,
It’s Consequences, promised when endangering my inner peace,
Then release make room the clarity, World of disparities, fuck prayer for a charity,
A few like minds thats aligned….solidarity,
And we gonna make waves, change the tides til they bury me.
They could tell by my stature what was up
My Fashion what was up
My actions what was up
She can tell from the dancin what was up
The passion what was up
The laughter what was up
Fly Revolutionary Hustler
Fly Revolutionary Hustler
When the Light Show Up
When the World Wakes Up
When the Light Show Up
When the World Wakes Up
Full View
Full View
Full View
Full View
Full View
Full View
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I stepped in this bitch with no socks on,
some loafers, and a suit with a watch on,
champagne flute, filled w popped Dom,
Fedora on my baldly, now she watch strong,
art of seduction I got pvkvsv’s brush,
with a stroke on the canvas I could unlock her lust,
she can tell I ain’t average just by my dialect, this when Corporate meets thuggin,
I’m like a fighter jet, fly as Motherfucka war ready too though,
men get the money, the Boys want the kudos,
Cash only...leave the credit at the door,
It’s imbedded gotta dead if da cheddar ain’t in store,
I was wondering.....how many licks you suckas take
before you woosies turn to tootsies you pussies is getting ate,
I’m pushing from good to great, I’m cooking, my books straight,
they lookin i Put em straight, like dawg this could a sank,
I put the work in.... and still... it ain’t a Certainty...
moments moving so urgently, minutes seconds my world can be, flipped, ended eternally, witnessed murders in first degree,
never can forget they kilt Nipsey at 33,
so I move at a hundred miles an hour, trustin I’m tune with a living higher power, half stepping get you tripped up, and life's short,
my name is the thang that I live, die, and fight for
Walk like the man cuz I know who I am,
Feel like man cuz I know who I am,
Talk like man cuz I know who I am
I’ve been the man, now I know who I am
Hold it, quote it, Golden spoke it, if you gonna hold it smoke it,
if ya gotta loaded forty, if you gotta O of OG,
if ya gonna tote blow it,
let it go and watch for Police,
got these women hot and Smokey,
I’ve been on my Don Quixote,
storied like a rock star...I don’t even rock a Rollie,
lookin at the top bar, them other dudes a notch below me,
heard that nigga hit the store in blew 3 racks,
I bagged the badder chick rockin TJ Max,
my approach so lax, I hold no facts,
I just tell da girls the truth... and they don’t hold back,
they move in a hurry, I’m cool and they thirsty,
I love a professional choosy and flirty,
she cute and she nerdy,
a beauty thats curvy,
I told no judgement, She talk to me dirty,
she freaky she nasty
I told her she worthy,
I like em empowered with say so,
I’m not the nigga claim though,
I dont do titles or hang close,
Mark In ya calendar, gone for a sample of,
late night sex with the God full of stamina,
Tommy And Pamela, Far from a amateur,
I should be on payroll
Walk like the man cuz I know who I am,
Feel like man cuz I know who I am,
Talk like man cuz I know who I am
I’ve been the man, now I know who I am
Less talk, I do things my passport stamped,
Stand out I’m unique this path I planned
Pushing my limits, I made a commitment, to get to the Entrance of greatness,
So many niggas that faded, promise I get us a way In.
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6. |
Tinder Interlude
01:09
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I seen it I love it
the people they flooded
the streets in da public
and speaking in numbers too deep for the judges
police and da government,
explosive and potent from keeping from bubbled in, l
Looking for leaders who mobilize people with legal achievements In mind,
otherwise all of that screaming Risking of freedom aint moving the line,
legislation, reparations, education, set the nation right,
Otherwise we gone mobilize we gone organize we gone fight,
Flammable liquid don’t play with the match,
knowing they tinder we see what they lack,
Nuclear weapons, and all the investment,
aint none of em ready. guerrilla attack,
And that’s that….
Hol up…. Salute to my niggas been in the trenches and finding way,
Figuring shit out is a talent my nigga, dem problems won’t stay,
Mindin da business Dat pay me, time is my energy baby,
We on a different wavelength …but I’m just as wavy…aooww.
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7. |
Purpose
03:00
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I've been thinkin bout it speaking bout it,
Working on it dreaming bout it ,
waking up to be bout it, meditating peace around it,
elevation seeked around it,
escalating grief around it,
in my feelings, reasons bout it,
revelations creeped up out it,
made my girl a ex, and da next had to keep her out it,
blessings from heavens if you people found it
I'm Talking about purpose,
Talking about my pathway
Talking about purpose,
Can We Talk about our pathway
Had Sexual connections emotionally was separate, struggle to express ways I always found my exit, reflective never saw one mirror all my efforts, challenging her mindset unlearning some perspectives, For the partner I haven’t met yet …here’s a message, stay on yo path cuZ cuZ we destined.
I feel your spirit in my meditation,
I’m staying patient for the revelation,
I’m sending blessings toward your destination,
It’s manifestin…. Let’s celebrate it.
I'm Talking about purpose,
Talking about my pathway
Can We talk about purpose,
Can We Talk about our pathway
I’m rooted in my values and my interests,
I wrote em out to calculate intentions,
Evaluate additions from my system,
Impact I can witness that’s the litmus,
Revolutionary minded brother.. not a activist,
Not speaking truth to power rising to it, I'm a strategist,
building power structures,
Bow to nothin, I empower others,
and nurture seeds I planted like a child’s mother
I'm Talking about purpose,
Talking about my pathway
Can We talk about purpose,
Can We Talk about our pathway
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8. |
That's The One
00:42
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9. |
Window Pane
03:34
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I treat my Body Good my mental right,
Gotta keep business my tight,
Hoppin a Flight where da skin is Brown da Henny White,
Talkin to a local "where they Dutty Wine and get it hype"
The thrills of life, I feel as like it’s still a fight, but till it’s right?
We gotta find a way to keep feelin light…ya feel me?
My highest self… the real me,
was hanging by a thread til i realized my fabric was brilliant, there's magic in stillness,
I doubled down when trouble rose,
hunkered down…it bubbled slow,
eventually…epiphany the pieces of the puzzle showed,
as I puff stog and travel up this rugged road,
reflectin on my climb…uncomfortable… turbulent.
But even worse, is the feelin of worthlessness….
when subservient to surface shit.
As we rise and we sigh from the ache of these growing pains,
let’s take a look out the window pane….it’s beautiful
I’m way up, I’m prayed up, Im too high, we might fall, my eyes closed, need blind fold, I can’t look now
My head up, don’t look down, on no one,
We all got, our own path, I thank God I found my style
I’m swerving dodging potholes, circumventing pitfalls
But livin up Pittsburgh where brothers rarely get far
and if you Black and a women its rip off…
get gone and live long and happily I’ll miss y’all, but lift off,
Yo destiny’s trajectory is influenced by the launch pad,
Gotta find a place to build conglomerates with comrades,
Before I break…or my car car crash,
all bad Options we be dealing with…. They call that,
A Catch 22, and Emmit smith couldn’t haul that,
I’m executing plan A no contemplating Fall Backs,
Fell in love with the Process, That God blessed,
Now wish me well on my conquest, God Speed
I’m way up, I’m prayed up, Im too high, we might fall, my eyes closed, need blind fold, I can’t look now
My head up, don’t look down, on no one,
We all got, our own path, I thank God I found my style
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10. |
My Kind
02:11
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Sometimes I wonder where to find my kind of people,
the ones that take to time to get aligned until the mind is peaceful,
I’m looking at the scars from these past wounds, tattoos
reminders of that gauntlets that I passed through,
reminders of the bodies in the coffins and the ash blew,
urns emptied on the shore lines, and guided by the half moon,
sunset.
I Wake up to the sunrise….I pinch myself,
Admiring the beauty of these lacerations that I stitched myself,
Trapped in an era, inequality apparent, curses from da Forefathers,
we the children left to bare it, carried trauma like a last name,
the time cannot repair it,
so I’m staring at reflections of my mommas prior marriage to a man I never knew….in a land I never grew,
But somehow I was molded by the hand of his
Abuse,
Untreated wounds tend to infiltrate the womb, so we born in these chains to unlock before we bloom, but when we bloom.. we step in any room, with the confidence and knowledge that a God within us looms,
I’ve been findin my alignment I’ve been constantly in tune, so regardless of a dollar….I can prosper many moons, stops and interludes, drops in mental fuel,
Through it all, flaws, stalls, …I plop back in the grove.
Progress is resumed,
But Sometimes I wonder where To find my kind of people, the ones that take to time to get aligned until the mind is peaceful, those fighting for a hold…. to a life we control,
Or At least guide down a path… to a site that we that we chose,
A site we sometimes question
as we squirm in these awkward positions from stretching into the God like presence which we forgot we were destined,
Full expression. That’s the pinnacle.
And I’ll go through whatever cyclical, pitiful , pain filled intervals, needed to bring it all to fruition too.
But I’ve been thinking…
it would be soo much easier if I didn’t have to do this all this alone.
And I don’t.
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FRH Golden Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
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