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Don't Turn Me Down
04:55
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how do i say hi after my hiatus / after doin away with rappin to be famous or to make it / i moved to cali just to get naked / for the nobody who knows this is still dedicated to you / but your man voo hit a transition / went in a furnace, emerged with a different ambition / for many moons i've been a man with a double mind / trying to find myself, finally stepped across the line / never mind your attention and interest / it's a lot of barbecuing and running long distance / plus an addiction to implants, print that / if you listen to the disc, you'll get that / it don't take a palm reader or a psychic / and they can't get the glory the most high get / i came back from the dead to write it, and i'm willing to sacrifice it / music is my isaac
[chorus] i left my home / i felt alone / but that ain't the way i'm feeling now / he's in control / he holds my soul / so i'll let y'all know some way, somehow / don't turn me down / just turn me up / don't turn me down
[reggie coby] i prayed so hard, waited so long / where are you god, am i all alone / they cut off my lights turned off my phone / i know i'm right they think i'm wrong / i give my all, my strength my flaws / my blood my tears, my love my fears / my gift my curse, my balls my word / lend me your ears, i must be heard / 'cause to me this is all that matters / as if there was none before, so there will be nothing after / whether triumph or disaster, he is riding straight design / flying, ignoring sirens, waving hi as i'm blowing by 'em / 'cause inside of my mind i'm a fckng giant / and you ain't met a ngga committed to this as i am / who better than me, why can't i shine / i done did my time, now give me mine, and I'm gone
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Fine/Great
03:47
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i know somebody asking just give 'em the facts
[chorus] tell 'em i'm doin fine / tell 'em i'm doin great (x3) they remember the mister now it's minister blakes
tell 'em i'm doin fine as my fourth week in 08 / insatiable greatness, i can't wait / clean is my slate, what i'ma create / something to glorify what a man can't make / he make money, and he can make a mess / he can make his best effort to tell ya he the best / but nobody foresaw the sharp left where bavu breaks to the west / tell 'em i feel fresh / i remember frustration, i remember the stress / that was 77 percent of why i left / i needed some help getting back to myself / time to trade it in, me and the world can't mesh
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i remember the cab and working at txtag / where's my second album, i had to -ex that / remember thoughts of putting the capital on the map / naaah, that'll never happen but tell 'em i'm in tact
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[bridge] fine / i'm doing fine / i'm doing
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tell 'em i been handling, doing what i can / and minister means servant, i thought it meant the man / tell 'em i ain't a pastor, still on my preacher raps though / so if somebody ask ya, just give 'em the facts
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tell 'em i'm maintaining, i ain't pullin a ma$e / i ain't duckin the game, i play at my own pace / running my own race with my heart on straight / tell 'em i ran a half-marathon yesterday / for breakfast 10k but only by the grace of YAHWEH / way less consideration to what y'all say / no longer child's play for now / and tell 'em my wife's happy 'cause i'm keeping my vows / never knew what being a nobody was like 'til I relocated and let go of a mic / left my people behind, but found me some peace of mind / i can finally see the difference between me and my environs
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fine / great / fine / great / fine / great
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Eddie Long
04:51
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ain't no big deal / pretty typical mischievous teen but / breath of fresh air steppin on the scene but / nice guy but sometimes i did mean stuff to my own sisters / pretty much clean cut / only angelic in presence, far away from heaven / no control of my tongue, quick to get irreverent / smoked enough cigarettes and blunts to kill a reverend / by may 17, 1997 / lied to my people, told them i graduated / kept all the gifts, guilt left me agitated / threw away all i built as a journalist / hard-headed telling myself i could rap and make it / new i coulda shoulda woulda been doing both / but chose to do the most / trying to stunt my growth / battled through emotions / hid behind a song / i'ma cast my stones at eddie long
[chorus] eddie long
now my story gets bad, but at times it gets greater / broke into my homie's house as a fifth grader / a way to channel my curiosity for the worst / and i don't think i'm a thief it's some sort of curse / and i don't think i'm a liar, the truth sort of hurts / growing pains, growth spurts / instead of tripping off guilt, wanna be the judge / shed tears over my dirt, see the mud / but i believe god wanted me to budge / content where i was, rapping like a mug / if it made me sound good i would go record it / a whale in a toilet, thought i was so important / talking on a cel phone i don't even own / but i'ma cast my stone at eddie long / wanna feel better though i'm knowing i've been deadly wrong / so i'm throwing my stones at eddie long
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been trying to figure out what i got these gifts fa / meanwhile i've been deceptive, a trickster / victimized by somebody else, nope, pride / don't get me wrong when i say i played both sides / not a homo, hardly any punk in me / but as far as missing my mark, i done plenty / for example i have forsaken my family in favor of hanging on the ave / probably blew a quarter mill or a half on absolute trash and not just way in the past / took advantage of producers never paid for tracks / not to mention my investors never paid 'em back / unprotected naked sex with her then i judge her / tried to make some women menage and i'm not usher / these are my confessions, i could go on and on / but i'ma cast my stone at eddie long
[Easy Lee] i wish that i was smarter or i had my life in order or at least prayed harder / like corduroy in water this is heavy on my soul / ... i'm a porn-watching joint-smoking henny-sipping poet from the n.o. / my hip hop credentials in tact but morally my holy locomotive got stalled on them tracks / in the meantime and between time spit the hardest rhymes winking at the cutie in the back with the native eyes / that's a demon in disguise trying to shoot me like a movie flesh and beauty got me weaker than these laptop speakers / lap dance preacher / 7 days without prayer makes one weaker / early bird wordsmith worm in my beaker / sax reed damp jazz birdland features / ill compositions you can blame it on the hand / joe brown gavel swing eddie on the stand / only god can judge me
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Better 2 Be
04:15
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BETTER 2 BE
[chorus] sometimes we open our eyes and can't see / the feeling of our heart, inside, with no beat / open up a window outside, with no breeze / and if you know you're blessed, then what's better to be
open up a window outside, with no breeze / the feeling of a heart, inside, with no beat / sometimes we open our eyes and can't see / and if you know you're blessed, then what's better to be, haaaannh…
if you know you've got it then what's better to give / get ahead on your biz, how's better than if / gotta pass down what we put together to kids / we investing in them, they need better to live / and we got all we need, so all excuses aside it takes a man to provide / who's ready to ride instead of playing pinocchio being nosy and wishing / sometimes we open our eyes with no vision / condemning ourselves, feeling depressed / even if you don't feel it yourself, really you're blessed / it's like we say we're alive but can't breathe / believing lies between the lines but can't read / sometimes we're hearing the message but can't do / complaining as if the solution ain't you / think of eternity, spending it beautifully / and if you're blessed then what's better for you to be
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[blaxsmith] now, I've been traveling here for a few years, i can cut the tension with a few shears, had a couple rainy days forecast clear, potholes in the road / it's over now, last year / they say i'm getting too old, they're counting class years / not to mention what i've done these few past years / pay attention, listen, learn to what you have here / negative energy's an enemy like a bad peer / so, why you knock it, judging me by what's in my pocket / you tried to hock it, instead of sticking to the knowledge / this ain't the kind of information that you get from college / this is the art of salvation from when you're paying homage / i'm on the right road, i got a light load / getting heavy in the chevy, climbing heights though / i'm still in fight mode, until it's time to go / control your own and be careful for what you're fighting for.
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Wifey +
08:55
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