1. |
All In Your Head
03:13
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Ya think that my motherfuckin’ life is shit
Say that I’m never gonna amount to shit
They say that I should lay down and quit
Well all you motherfuckers can suck my dick
I fell on black days and you know it hurt
But me I ain’t goin’ out like no Kurt Cobain
that motherfucker couldn’t take the strain
What’s up with that? he took the gat to his neck
He shoulda been dissed, but the world was kind
I say never mind
And fuck what they said
Motherfuckers all all in your head
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What they said, its all in your head
What they said, its all in your head
Its all in your head,
its all in your motherfuckin’ head
So ain’t nobody got nine lives
You can’t drink a forty ounce of St. Ides
and turn into superman
God damn, its a shame
The motherfuckers get bent when they get a little fame
Get a gold record, now your a hero,
Shit ain’t real, your less than a zero
You’re passin’ gas to make the grip
Now I’m the motherfucker that sink that ship
Cause Imma tell you that that shit ain’t for real
Here’s the real deal
Fuck what they said
when I tell you that its all in your head.
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That shit’s all in your head
It’s all in your cranium and I been wrecking mine
I’m tryin to find, now what be on your mind?
You’re watching all those videos like Arsenio Hall
You need to take a pause
And watch what you’re doin
Cause when I get down
I tell you I’m pursuin’
Cause your takin’ those kids for the money
Motherfucker you try to treat me like a dummy
But Imma break it down
When I tell ya that shit ain’t goin down
So fuck what they said
I tell you its all in your head
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2. |
Annie
03:16
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Annie got a magic show
Now she can make a twenty go
With a puff and a blow
The genie in the bottle keep her satisfied
Said he gonna love her ’til she dies
I stepped out to step in to some some skins
I bumped into little Annie
Yo, honey how you been?
and what your life look like baby?
Said she take me home,
we get butt naked, I freak you crazy
She took me home, Annie made me pause
She said I need some money before I get the draws
I said Yo, Annie why you play me like soup?
I know you ain’t tryin’ to be no prostitute
She said Oh no
I make my dough doin my magic show
and Imma tell ya why
My man is gonna love me ’til I die
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See I ain’t down with trickin’
anybody to stick my dick
in every nook and cranny
I ain’t down with you Annie
She said: Hold up, you don’t understand
I need the money so I give it to my man
My man his name is Genie and he loves me so
Well if he really loves you why you be a ho?
He gimmie, gimmie what I need
Said I’d never leave
Each and every night he sets me free
So I do my show
I’m here to let you know
So now you know why
He said he’s gonna love me ’til I die
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So Annie passed away one day
Now I know why
He said he gonna love her til she die
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3. |
Betterday
02:49
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The essence of tomorrow depends upon the day
The strength of the pottery depends upon the clay
If the foundation is weak from the start
Oh yeah, its sure to fall apart
London bridge is falling down
take the stones that remain and put ‘em in the ground
Make the base stronger and longer it will stay
And we can have a betterday
chorus
Ain’t no betterday
Dig, dig, dig what I say
Cause I say time’s slip, slippin’ away
So don’t slip, or drip, or sleep on what you’re doin’
You gotta get ahead, start pursuing
Watch the hands, just like the sands of time
They keep slipping through the potholes inf your mind
If you waste it and baste it
it ain’t never comin’ back again
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Hey you, don’t waste my time
The clock goes tick, so I get down for mine
Happy days have never been here at all
We gotta rise before we fall
Rise to the universal realm of thought
Before we get caught in the onslaught
And wasting, wasting, wasting time away
Cause ain’t no better day than today
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4. |
Billie
03:01
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Brother, brother please
Could you tell me this
Was it somethin, somethin that a brother missed?
I heard you had a gat
Now ya think you’re all that
You run around town with the rat-tat-tat-tat
Yeah, look what you did
You played mr. man and you killed another kid
Somebody’s momma’s gonna cry tonight
Tell who do you see when you turn out that light?
You need to be the biggest on the block
You need to be the biggest with the glock
You need to be bowing your head
Be down on your knees paying homage to the dead
Got jealous on a hot summer day
Ego tripping for the girls around the way
Yeah, you’re number one with a bullet
Packin’ that point four-five so you pull it
Bang bang, pop pop,
Its all over now, till you watch the body drop
You’re making a mistake man,
Standin’ with that smokin’ gun in your hand
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Billy Bristol packing that pistol
Billy Bristol packing that pistol
(Oh, oh, oh)
Tell me cause I don’t understand
(Tell me)
Watcha doin’ with that gun in your hand?
(Whatcha doin?)
verse 3
I know, you want to be the big man
I know, you want to be the tough man
I know, you trying as hard as you can
But I know you can’t seem to wash the blood off ya hands
Ten million dead souls in a raindrop
What will it take to make the rain stop?
So many people wearin’ black
Brother Billie I see you standin’ in the back
Suddenly I see the rain came pourin down
I see the souls escape as they hit the ground
But Billie cried as he reached out his hand
His Momma said Son, I don’t understand
She’s never comin’ back. You know you’re gonna miss her
Ya killed your only sister
She’s never comin’ back. You’re gonna miss her
Straight bullet to the dome
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5. |
Circle
03:10
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Pass me the microphone
Yes, I’m gonna check it
Imma bust this one, just for my record
See I was a man, a man with a plan
Now I bum rush the show like Custer’s last stand
We make our music loud
See we rock the crowd
Get paid like a muthafucker
Make my parents proud
See it was rough in the beginning, being broke
But we wrote more songs that John Lennon
Then came the buzz and the biz was like booming
Never did I realize the times that I’m consuming
Up late at night, I played my gigs for free
One, come the two, come the record label three
Oh no, here we go
Here we go now
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Round and round, round and round, upside down
We go uptown, downtown.
But when the music hits will it make a sound?
verse 2
Now the suits they’re houndin’
The doors they’re poundin’
Everybody is surrounding me
They’re telling me about the big time
All I had to do was play, hit skins and bust rhymes
The buzz of the biz was like wine
So I drank, I got drunk
and I signed the dotted line
You see I’m just a freshman in the game
on the road to the riches and the bitches and the fame
So I though, so I bought what they said
All the fame, you know its goin straight to my head
Will all my hopes and dream die
or will they go high
chorus
You see I didn’t get paid like a thought
In a vicious circle I got caught
I didn’t get the money, didn’t get the fame
No power like I thought
but I still feel the pain, yo
And I’m not the only one
There thousand of musicians that reach for the sun
And you know they get burnt by looking for the gold
It takes a lot of heart and a whole lotta soul
and sometimes it makes me wonder
Am I just another number?
Will all my hopes and dream die
or will they go high
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6. |
Hands
02:57
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Hey, I tried to introduce myself to you
I opened up my soul, let my sun come shining through
How can you hate me if you don’t know me?
You need to take is slow G, you could been my homie
Don’t turn your back on me, or face me with a frown,
I can even cry the tears of a clown
But never try to front me with disrespect
Cause if you do that Imma have to snap your neck
chorus
Watch the hands
Hands don’t fight
They only get tight
When something ain’t right
Like the sun risin’, my rhyming,
Rising up, I get down with perfect timing
But like the sunrise or the sunset
Ya never let the darkness come and get you stressed
You see, I’m the man that bring understanding
Without understanding, yo, there’s bound to be fear
So hear what I say
Because you’re gonna have to face me every single day
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Change the faces of all the racists and
All the hatred’s gotta desist
Cause bliss is no reality
But the fatality’s got to cease
Can I get a little peace?
And tranquility so I can get a hold of my mentailty
I’m reaching out my hands to you,
So whatcha gonna do gonna do?
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7. |
Sometimes
03:29
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There’s someone watchin' me
Oh no, I gets no apology
Hey man I think you’re making a mistake
You got me all messed up cause that purse I did not take
I feel crowded but all alone
Surrounded in my own home
You press me every day
So I got this to say
Should I run away, or should I lead the chase
Should I lead the chase, should I lead the chase
I feel so outta place
chorus
Sometimes, I feel, outta place
You may not notice by looking at my face but..
The world go round and round
I live my life upside down
I’m going every, every which, which way but loose
Cause I’m trying like hell not to get caught in my own noose
Don’t get me wrong, yes, I want the American Dream
But its not for me, cause it ain’t what it seems
If you press and the press and attack
So I gotta press and attack right back
Tell me, should I run away, or should I lead the chase
should I lead the chase, should I lead the chase
I feel so outta place
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I’m paranoid, all non-void
Walking around in a daze
Yes it amaze me, how people phase me
But you can’t phase me no you can’t fade me
You press and press, the attack
So I gotta press and attack right back
Thats the way it is, you it is like that
You never ever see me take a step back
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8. |
What's Goin' On
03:02
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This is a street jam. I have to say damn
What ever happened to my Uncle Sam
He’s supposed to be a protector, now he’s a projector
of violence. I can’t get a moment of silence
That’s the only moment of grace
From now on you got Stone Deep strictly in your face
You can’t escape the disgrace, or save face
or think that we move at a snail’s pace
Hell no. Justice must be served
It seems like justice is just a word
I see it goes on and on
Please can you tell me what’s goin on?
chorus
Lookin’ out your window
Just another cesspool
of greed and vanity
What’s goin on with humanity?
You see the world is getting kinda crazy yo
My focus went hocus pocus and now its getting hazy
I dwell in a purple haze of insanity
What’s goin’ on with humanity?
Now everyone marches to a different drum beat
My drum track is backed by the street
Your father won’t bother, can’t keep a job steady
Your little, bitty sister is a mother already
Family breakdown, soul needs a refill
Make you want to do a line or pop a pill
I see it goes on, and on, and on
Can ya tell me what’s goin’ on?
chorus
Now I lay me down to rest
A bulletproof vest on my baby’s chest
Hoping’ there will never be another drive by
Cause every time they do, somebody die
Tell me why must we kill each other?
Seems like sometimes that I’m gonna smother
From the smoke as I choke from the the smokescreen
I’m reminded, I’m reminded of what I seen
At the time it was quite clear
My mother protected me without fear
Now I’m on blueberry hill, my thrill is gone
Can you tell me what’s goin on?
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9. |
Whatcha Say?
04:29
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In case you missed it, I’m the animalistic
glock nine, with the rhyme, I’m futuristic
The bad man from the bad land
Other bands get dropped like so many grains of sand
You can’t stand me, but you gotta hand me my title
and just like a tidal wave, they say I’m suicidal
Now run for shelter, just like helter skelter
I leave your bones to dry out in the summer swelter
I pick my teeth with your bones at night
Its The Beast bringing back the rapper’s delight
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So whatcha say? Whatcha, whatcha say?
Now who’s the baddest around?
So whatcha say? Whatcha, whatcha say?
You gotta get up, so we can get down
I’m the super, duper
Rapper like Dapper Don, what?
I’ll cut you up like Genghis Khan
Its the bomb, and I’m dropping it hit after hit
Stone Deep put the stank on it, so I could be the shit
I never miss cause I’m mystical like voodoo
So fuck what you heard
I rock shock like Shaka Zulu
Now you knew that I’m the undisputed
Shaolin master of the rap
I get crazy with the Dap
And I’m lethal like that injection
I keep a condom on the rhymes
And that’s for your protection
From a milky, highly contagious,
outrageously written rhyme
being ripped from the pages
I pick my teeth with your bones at night
We got The Beast bringing back the rapper’s delight
I pick my teeth with your bones at night
Its The Beast and I’m bringing back the rapper’s delight
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Play on that shit,while I get mandigo
Dave is on the drums, gettin funky like Ringo Starr
But no matter how high I get, I still come back to you
You say, you only hear what you want to
Ooo, Fuck you, Stone Deep’s got the crew
And the moves to do what I gots to do
Iam stick to you like that glue
And this is my advice to you
Never ever try to step to me or you get slammed
Check my shit and your gonna say, damn
I’m the big B-E-A-S-T
I’m the high evolutionary
So watch me pick my teeth with your bones at night
It’s The Beast bringing back the rapper’s delight
I pick my teeth with your bones at night
Stone Deep bringing back the rapper’s delight
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Stone Deep Nashville, Tennessee
Stone Deep is a rap-rock originators from Nashville, TN
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