1. |
Nerves
01:41
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See I'm your sworn enemy
cold like bad neighbours be
bright like a Christmas tree
flying like missiles see?
goat tendencies, man its all the hennessey
I'm sleeping in a valley carved by armies
who they harming or they arming like a party
paid by presidents of peace
bombing civi facilities and don't lose winks of sleep
I got nappy hair and ebony skin my black kin
have been appalled by what we have been seeing in the streets
and to be deceased? I've tried ways to speak my peace
in pieces a pisces can't swim with all these sheep
in the deep end
racist motherfuckers try to pretend
they weren't there when I was called a nigger by their best friend
shut the front door if you're trying to save face when
you think that it's calm
and I should really just allow them
write for the sake of writing
rapping just keeps me sane
days can be kind of wild
and laughing don't feel the same
Talking I feel the shame
end of my kingdom's rein
when will I feel again the happiness or the pain?
I can't move through the rain
at least not with my brain on
switch it off check the box and make sure that the lights on
imma grow my hair out just to show you where the fuck I'm from
you niggas will never blow up
because nigga I'm the bomb
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2. |
Why is it Like This
02:31
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Walk down the path
Keep moving fast
Take in the task or don’t wear the mask
I asked if your still in the past right now
I could never change my sound
Why you coming down like the rain from the clouds
If you gon’ slow my rounds get it get it out
Cause I don’t need no drowning of highs in this town
Ploughing the land hearing pound after pound
And it’s moving slow mo
HD in goggles no show
I can keep it going should I go? No
Keep it on the down low
Be unique like lilo
Miss it like my free throw
I keep it real though
Ayo you never said what you saw
Sharper than the claw that sweeps you to the floor
Sure it’s pretty sick but I’m still wanting more
I’m just tryna kick down the door
Yo it’s 5 Starr
Bitches will get parred like
My god the street tsar
Hanging where the deals are
Cars with glass shards
Are headed for your home,
Just hope the rovers cold so your powers lose their tone
We both might be addicted mr stark
But sorry this tech I’ll call my own but before that you’ll get sparked
And I parked ricks car
Beside where they sell tar
Man made machine of destruction like a Death Star
Move fast if you wanna end up like red rush
No chrome busts
Or you gonna have to let lead stuff your legs cuffed
Up to the concrete
Can never remove you like yo envy
Powerful like sentry
Sealed like I’m NRG
Moving swiftly like the infantry
I think I’m bound to be that nigga
On the fucking screen
If you hanging with me then you're clean
The grand fleet convenes upon our enemies
Flying fucking free
Flying fucking free
Why is it like this?
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3. |
Enclave
01:58
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Slowly and slyly I’ll slide where the wine be
Black Kobayashi the motherfucking sentry
For entry, ya better get the others who sent me
I’m levitating calmly no hero gonna stop me
No cops please
The battle will be legendary
Like tai lung yeah your gonna get your body buried
Heavy fucking energy is wooshing from my pinkie
Think you could tango with me, bitch please
I could see ya shaking ya knees
Bk on the beat yeah this shit ain’t unique
I keep it
Real man when I rap or I speak
Since the hills hard when you a fucking push for the peak
I seek the secret for peace
Nah you niggas never ever listen to me
I’ve got the sheets too
I got the deeds
Now shut the fuck up and keep eyes on the street
BK the fiend
Who you gon be?
Supervillain king dumb b
Don’t go playing with my dream
I just need sixteen off the dome ain’t no poem
From the tome of the motherfucking unknown
Then I consume all that is shown
Then I will rise to the top claim the throne
Yes we all know yes it’s so
Keep it buck fifty
Brother and leave me alone
Hack the computers
Winners to losers
Hoover the mess and just remove your all your stress
Well I guess
it’s the best from the rest
So invest
Cash a check
Yeah We’ll always accept
A request to sign up at the industries best
Keep your unrest well in check
Or you will stand to regret
Tours are still banned for the set
Caused by the lasers ejected and sent by the mechas with tasers who blow trees with flavours
I truly think I’m unable to rest
Yes yes yes the next ruler is vexed
Like fuck you pests
Never start with threats
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4. |
I Love Supreme
01:24
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Ok we entering the scene
Moving like some shit you never seen
So you see I gleam like
Jewels on a head of state
While I pay their dinner rates
Silo filled for sinner plates
A synonym for shitty cakes
We’re forced to eat cause that’s the way
Our meal ticket is fucking paid
Oh wait that’s the opposite statement that I shoulda’ fucking made
I been I’m making beats like everyday
I wonder what the fuck you’ll say
When I just blast the fucking tape
I love supreme
And no you'll never catch me in no stripes do not feel em
I’m joking I could really use the 3M
Shining through the clouds you see em
Looking like an painting in the PM
See the finer details peep em
Open up a cold one
It be bubbling just like the lava pits
Then cool it like an armistice
so no more harm can come of this
And wavy garms upon my wrists
The gravy calms my stomach fits and eating plenty antichokes so I don’t cough upon my spliff
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5. |
Soul Food
01:38
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Stay inside your own lane nigga
Never tow triggas
Take your own picture
Get your own mr
Never low pressure
Tin cans never go bad
Oh man mo' plans
I just be the one who’s rocking gold hands
Go ham
Imma do the most man
You just be the roach man
Insect under foot stands
no chance
Your time passed
Your mind fasts
For last parts
Your fine cars
Never even move fast
I just be a diamond
Never lose while rhyming
Do it double time when I move between the lines
My own divine
And I’m eating so much fucking ramen
Lemme get your number since I’ve been out here just surviving
And Wildin
But trying to get dough piling up
We moving on up
gliding over sweet honey puffs
With caramel stuff
And cigarette butts
Empty pint cups
From runnin amok
The locking of cuffs
Bruv
What’s your intent
What’s your intention, I mention
The pressure the passion,
The slumber, the rations
The dashing of rather quite green sweet confections
And I’d pray to lessen communication
To stupid connections
Too stupid for lessons
I’m ending the session
And learning to never allow my aggression to turn me to benson
controlling powers that vary like delsin
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6. |
My
02:30
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I love all of my friends and I hope that they love me
Cedar trees and the bees sending messages through Reed like structures
Making music ruptures
Barriers to stop ya
Courier to ship the package out from heavy shoulders
You know the four leaf clovers
Broker moments over posers never hold the fucking nova
And I be running toward ya
Live la Vida loca
Tryna drink my coke
Skin be dark like mocha
Cannot lose my focus
It’s not so bad
It’s not so bad to be
To be here
To be here
Politics, violence
Folks out here Wilding
Observe the silence
Loads out here trialing
The tiring of pining
A goal overtime
Break the lines
Start to find
Take the rhymes
From the mines of your mind
If you tread in you’ll die
Rather that’s how it will feel when you start to lie
So when you start to cry it’s the worst fucking feeling to me
never know what to do with myself in a week
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7. |
Closer to the Sun
01:20
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’m just tryna reach the sun
He knows everything that I’ve done
Kick it with my day one niggas
When it’s fun in the daytime
Summer never slumbers keep a ballad held for me right there
I will never stumble im prepared
So where’s the stairs
No fair repairs Imma fly through air
Your derrière should be fucking scared
Never change my fucking lair
Yall will never ever sew my tears
I’ll try my best to keep up appearances
And stay out my feelings
The truth is I’m healing
Quite slow but not needing
Another smoke another drink
Another shaky thought to think
And while we skate upon this rink
I probably need to see a shrink
And talk
All I ever do I talk
And maybe if I need to go somewhere I think I’ll walk
I hope my body never ever bordered by some chalk
become another statistic upon somebody’s board
Trying to soar
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8. |
New Home
02:29
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Golden hands
Midas made the man
In fact the plan ain’t been transmuted like the link from glass to sand
I ran from fucking Woking all the way to Wokingham so
I can barely fucking stand
The final member of my clan
No kurta or uchiha but
Eyes are red like tokers and smokers
I see fucking rodents well in focus emboldened by jokers
Other folks just see it as hopeless
Be your magnum opus
Hang like coats and brace for cold
No brazen moments
I’ll try to hold it
And mould my home grown roses
So you know this
Floating freely and this gorgeous sun is just so golden
It’s just so golden
Imma fly like no ones holding me back
Break bread with the fam then go rack up some stacks
We do what they pursuing
Need food bought but I’m truant
Confusing but the shoes on which I’m running
Breaking through towards sun envisioned in my head I’m moving
Towards causes with no swords inside abdomens
Be still if they’re bad omens
My recollections notice
Need jah but still I’m coping suffering broken but still focused on my own shit
And my own fit
On my own shit didn’t clock it
Now I’m sitting by myself again and fucking thinking
(Fucking smoking)
I hang with spectres
You niggas switching up like vectors
Fall under pressure
Hear bigger picture fucking lectures
Fear trigger itching twitching fingers
While your bros are bitching
Biting on the hand that feeds em
Never gonna fucking listen
See that’s my mission,
My own world that’s what I’m missing
I’ll keep my vision clear
The villains pissing pants and britches
Stitches keep appearing on my skin
Since fits of more bliss
I reminisce
Then toke on some more spliff
Grifters you headed fucking downward
face first
Just pack some ice in your hearse
Cause hell ain’t got no winter
I infer that the worst type curse
Is adverse to the perm on the meek creatures fur
I’m inbound
And you cannot belittle the sound nigga
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Black Kobayashi London, UK
Singer songwriter, Producer, Rapper and instrumentalist from Surrey
Based in London
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