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Heaven's Computer

by 7evenThirty

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7evenThirty is bugged out, eccentric, crazy. After spending years cutting his teeth and finding his sound, the Jackson, Mississippi native is ready to shake up the earth, literally, with his Mello Music Group debut, Heaven's Computer. Not content with simply displaying his proficiency with the pen, 7evenThirty is looking to broaden your concept of what a hip-hop LP can be.

A concept album if there ever was one, Heaven's Computer finds 7even literally crash landing on this planet as Max Redrum, a being from a foreign world sent to scout the globe on an apocalyptic mission—and also happens to rap ferociously. Armed with a violent temper, a sharp wit and an artificially intelligent advisor by the name of Alfie, 7even's initial aim to ready the earth for obliteration gets detoured as he begins to learn about humanity and discovers some in himself. The story is backed by spacey, trunk-rattling funk courtesy of Sweden's Erik L, plus 7evenThirty's longtime friend and collaborator 5-D, as well as Mr. Slago. The sound is at times ominous ("Space Gangsta"), at times feel-good ("Get Up!!!"), but always uncompromisingly rooted in head-snapping boom-bap.

7evenThirty spent years developing the story to this concept, balancing narrative with musicality, character development with lyricism. The result is a Sci-Fi apocalyptic journey along the lines of Blade Runner meets Back To The Future. In the end it is an enticing story that is ultimately as human as it is otherworldly, you'll have to check out Heaven's Computer to hear the resolution to this interplanetary drama.

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released 25 September 2012

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Track Name: Fireball
FIREBALL
[Verse 1] They call me the angel of death/ Sent to bring the pain til it ain’t nothin’ left/ Seatbelt tight strapped in the Black Falcon, sound system bangin’ one decibel to deaf/ Shot me in a rocket down to Earth sole mission is to make more listeners/ Take no prisoners/ Rated R take apart niggas violent/ Can’t look away/ Made an art with it stylish/ Hardcore shit/ Niggas ‘round my way they all sick, but bossman sent me/ Say I slay the hardest/ I don’t know maybe it’s the way I disregard shit/ I been doing this for centuries/ Eat ‘em all quick/ Where I come from is where they can’t hear you scream/ No mercy, blood thirsty, all black, mean/ We seek ‘em out, weed ‘em out, clean ‘em out, leave/ Jump planet to planet, repeat the same thing

[Hook] Come on/ Get it crunk one time/ Jump the fuck up, get ya hands high/ Tear this shit up, set it on fire/ Ya all outta time/ Ya all gotta die [2X]

[Verse 2] Pierce through the stratosphere, now breaking atmosphere/ Fallin’ straight down, headed fast for the clouds/ A thousand miles per hour as I ride in the cockpit you see the fire/ Unidentified Falling Object Like...[BOOM]/ I just bust through a plane/ People flying everywhere, heavy metal flames/ The wind feels strange, cause the windchill changed, now my wind shield’s stained with entrails and brains/ Whippers on/ I bring lightning storms/ The power causes city lights to flicker off and on/ Feel the noise when the hand of God touch down. Sonic boom sound/ Crater in the ground/ Witness the pre-apocalyptic sound/ This is the end, ain’t no use for optimism now/ So hold tight and keep up with the body count/ Cause I’m ‘bout to flip the style and I’m ‘bout to hit the ground right now

[Hook]
Track Name: Twenty Twelve
TWENTY TWELVE
[Verse 1] Destructive by design/ One touch and I’m inclined to get gully and vulgar/ I only first landed and killed Scully and Mulder/ Sci-Fi horror flick/ Distorted mix master soundtrack sorta slaughter/ Quarter click from major personality disorder/ Boy I got them fangs sharpened/ And got that “thang” chargin’/ Runnnin’ down the street screamin’ like a wild beast flingin’ funky styles at you/ And even 5-D’s beats is bustin’ shots at you/ So duck mu’fucka, or get painted on the wall like these other mu’fuckas/ Jeepers, only remains are gold chains/ Mangled pieces/ Stains on my Addidas/ Abstract artist that got ya whole squad lookin’ like a Jackson Pollock, splattered on canvas/ Slappin’ those stanzas to ya face with no safety regulation taken into consideration/ Instant defacement with incineration/ Come with that junk, get thrown in the trunk with the rest of them pitiful emcees and them CDs you passed out you know I never will listen to/ You’re landfill material [garBITCH]/ It’s the player hater dark wit/ Laser saber Dark Sith/ And you say you Mace Windu, so I sling you out the window/ Fuck you and the Force, I’m the source/ Shine light in your third eye and throw you off coarse/ I’m the enemy/ Plus I know all your history/ The thing about me, you can’t de-mystify the mystery/ Unidentifiable/ Only one survivor that’s seen me can just describe and indefinable entity/ I got psychiatrists rockin’ 3-D goggles, smokin’ peace pipes/ Said they trying to see what I think like/ Seems like you were put here for me to exercise my lower chakra/ Drop the hammer on ya/ Proper

[Verse 2] Back the fuck up, boy he might shock ya/ My ghetto blaster/ Turns into an atom smasher/ At the press of a button and I ain’t read the instructions/ So it’s best you don’t touch him unless you plan to get mopped up/ I’m from a planet called Off With His Head, that’s part of a solar system called Kill A Rapper Dead/ And once I tap into that monster mode in my soul, all I see is read flashes/ All you see is blackness
Track Name: GetUp!!!
GETUP!!!

[Verse 1] Who the fuck is that n*gga/ Lookin‘ Like some kinda neo-retro rap n*gga/ Bopping like got a pair of headphones on, banging a beat/ But he don’t, I think the man trippin’/ What kind of glasses are them/ Look how his pants fit him/ he looks way too hip hop to be a damn hipster/ Maybe he’s an artist/ Probably comes up with dumb rhymes/ He comes across like he’s been weird for a long time/ Look lie he act crazy/ Look like he been a little spazzed since the actual 80’s/ Since highchairs and babies/ His mama probably figured that he had the ADHD/ But never medicated so he just kept creating/ Damn this n*gga’s a mess, ain’t he/ I mean look at the kicks, shits is fresh ain’t they/ Look like at any moment he could beam up in the mothership/ Rockin’ SB’s, but he don’t skate or nothin’, what’s up with him?

[Hook] These dumb suckers wish they had me all figured out/ Wiggin’ out how we got the croud flippin’ out/ They like lookin’ n*ggas all in the grill/ Either get down, or get the fuck outta here/ You gotta get up, get down, or get up out my face n*gga [4X]

[Verse 2] Who that cat, yeah he wilds out/ Yeah that’ that rapper I be tweeting online ‘bout/ 7even Eleven, or something dealing with time/ I don’t know truthfully but he’s rather ruthless in a rhyme bout I found out/ he used to rap ‘bout stabbing and clappin’ n*ggas/ But now he’s all obsessed with time travel and zappin’ n*ggas/ Or something weird always coming out of his mouth/ And he don’t really sound like he comes from out of the south/ 7even Tré Oh/ How come you ain’t say so/ yeah I got his old shit, I’ve just never seen his face though/ This n*gga sounds like a giant on records/ And he’s so spaced out, the planets move when he say so/ I heard he just dropped another EP/ I ain’t got to hear it yet, but I know it’s somethin’ sweet/ And it’s produced by some homie from over seas/ And supposedly, he’s Obi Wan Kenobi on the beats

[Hook]

[Verse 3] Look at these two geeks trying to be low key/ And it’s obvious they over there talkin’ ‘bout me/ I just keep boppin’ my head and acting like I don’t see/ But they staring too hard, they need to get they own sneaks/ I don’t know who they think I am/ I am not who they think I be/ That n*gga ain’t me/ I ain’t the 7 to the 3/ I don’t be murdering beats/ I ain’t no outer space freak/ I ain’t no strange being/ Aliens don’t ever speak to me/ I can’t be who I am and still get respect in the streets/ I don’t end no beef/ I don’t be reppin’ MZD/ You’s invading my space, I wouldn’t rock you in the face/ My n*ggas don’t pop them “thangs”/ I ain’t as strange as they say/ Dropped the LP, and they said it sounded like Dré/ Out came the mixtape, said it felt like Jay/ Cause you see part of it’s an artist is inspired by the greats/ But at the end of the day, Tré just gotta make ‘em pay

[Hook]
Track Name: Earth Gurl
EARTH GURL
[Verse 1] I met a real pretty right downtown/ It was kinda late and I just touched down/ And I decided to have a little fun/ Before I go psycho with this gun/ Hit the night spot/ Saw a girl a ll by herself in the club and I thought she was hot/ She looked at me and then I looked at her/ I’m scanning for weaknesses/ that’s when I found out my weakness is them females in her species/ It’s them features, I don’t know, the do something to me/ it was like she was just looking right through me/ Spit that game/ She found out that I spit that flame and we exchanged names/ Next day came, I saw her at a mall/ Git the girl number, gave her a call/ A couple days later we kickin’ it hard/ Then I came to like “My god, what am I doing?”/ Come on

That’s when she takes my hand/ I’ll never wash this mother--- again/ Cause I think I’m in love with an Earth girl, so I gotta kill her

[Verse 2] Yes I said kill her/ I am on Earth for a goddamn mission/ Got a rep to protect as a mad villian/ No bone in my body for no goddamn feelings/ I’m feelin’ rather sick/ I know I gotta take her out fast/ Before I get stuck on the shape of that ass/ maybe I can stick to the plan/ Run away from her as fast as I can then jet/ Gotta keep my space hood pass in check/ Forget about her, on to the next/ Gotta use more tact than Amazing Race/ Just when I think I’m safe, I’m seeing her face again/ Come on

And there she goes again/ I can’t control what’s going on in my head/ Cause I think I’m in love with an Earth girl, so I gotta kill her

[Verse 3] Gone and rub the girl out/ Slow pokin’ ‘round taking her out on dates and all in her house/ And all on her couch and your hands is up in her blouse/ Won’t you gone take the burner on out/ Do it!/ Soon as she’s turnin’ around/ She not lookin’ okay, now Immo shoot her/ laser gun pointed straight for her medulla/ Close my eyes and I can’t/ She turns around as I hide the gat behind my back/ Just that moment she’s cuter than ever/ then I decide whatever, how bad could it be/ Come on

And now we’re touching again/ I wanna know what’s goin’ down in her bed/ Cause I think I’m in love with an Earth girl, so I gotta keep her
Track Name: Chocolate Bliss
CHOCOLATE BLISS
[Verse 1] Excuse me if I a little [fresh], but I like to watch you undress/ I mean unzip that wok load and get you outta that stress/ Now drop the drama to your ankles and lay bak as I stretch, across your landscape/ Search for the signal for your landing strip/ You’re the radio controller driving me to chocolate bliss/ You’ve got some gravitational pull on my rocket ship/ Rocking as I enter your atmosphere and you grab me near/ What happens hear, you wrapped around me like a forcefield/ I make you feel the force, but ain’t nothing forced, feels real/ Feel like steel, don’t it/ Time stands still want it, to not stop ‘til cops come knock knock/ You let me travel your Bermuda Triangle/ We get used to trying angles quite naturally, now have a breather/ Then [come back], for just another round of close encounter contact/ Synergize, energize it like that

[Hook] Can’t we just stay like this, wrapped up in chocolate bliss [3x]

[Verse 2] As the show goes on, on the floor goes on/ Crawl away, I pull you back as the flow goes strong/ It’s such a milky way, big bang theory, you don’t hear me/ It’s so 5th dimensional, extra sensory sensual/ So sensitive to the touch that it makes no sense to you/ And can’t nobody make music mo’ betta, together/ make rhythms up against the wall ‘til they think we makin’ beats/ We play and press repeat, ‘til we make them walls fall/ Proclaiming who can claim it with such profane speech ya, the gatekeeper/ I got the master key to that latch/ And this ain’t where my aim is, but it’s so unmistakable and so uncommon in match, might place a young one in that/ face expressions tighten as we’re bracing for impact/ And tell the world to get back, cause they ain’t ready for us/ And this is mine and it yours, so ain’t no runnin’ from it/ My meteor and your earth, colliding as we comet/ Together

[Hook]
Track Name: Ahead Of Our Time (feat. Headkrack; 5-D; Gensu Dean; Mo Ney Stax)
AHEAD OF OUR TIME
[Verse 1 - Headkrack] Such an eclectic, Rap’s Nikola Tesla/ I’m a eight year program, you’re just a semester/ I live in my laboratory, clones battle for me/ They only weeks old, when chicks fuck ‘em in statatory/ You’ll get it later, critics, haters and fans/ When I rock it’s like Michael J. Fox at the dance/ Marty McFly, zip by, this is my DeLorean/ It runs on rappers’ fears, it’s clear who’s victorious/ With warriors in jets, gold chains on my neck/ Attracts them android hoes, the Casimir Effect/ And certainly they work with me, I understand they circuitry/ I scoop ‘em from their planet and I let ‘em hang on Earth with me/ While me and 7evenThirty serve MCs/ Futuristic imagery will trick the nerve of ye/ I’m Albert Einstein with wifi, chumps why try/ Word to Stephen Hawking [We’re ahead of our time

[Verse 2 - 5-D] Intergalactically known, locally respected/ Next shit, post-apocalyptic Mad Max, bitch/ Gather ‘round and meet JackTown’s Doctor Emmet Brown, while 7evenThirty stay so McFly/ We in the sky, cause the space rhyme continuum’s the fabric of our lives/ You shaky like Aaron Neville’s voice, not gonna survive/ Watch the blu-rays thrive/ Took it to your beta max, but it wasn’t enough, coming straight up out the Jack/ Turning rappers to dust/ Rising to the fifth dimension, where it’s beautifully rough/ While you stuck down in the third, skinny DNA nerds/ You fickle sickle cell n*ggas ain’t cold/ Leave ya girl, and watch a n*gga get chose/ [I thought you knew]/ You little Jack Ass youth, doing Jack Ass things with ya Jack Ass crew/ My n*ggas take it nine innings, from the start to the beginning/ We beamin’ and Charlie Sheenin’, my n*gga, that’s by Winning/ From the start to the beginning/ We beamin’ and Charlie Sheenin’, my n*gga, we by Winning

[Hook - Gensu Dean] Let me take a sec/ And run it down the line/ 5 MC’s known to freeze your soul and mind/ Tracks still laced, twist ya face like a fresh lime/ 3 hard knocks, and just one dime/ Poison you wack MC’s like turpentine/ Alway on the grind/ Caught up in a bind/ The ladder of success, yeah, we are known to climb/ Fresh or online/ Ahead of our time

[Verse 3 - Mo Ney Stax] Me and these n*ggas spaced out/ 7:30, I wake up/ Heaven’s where we are sent from/ Outta this world I take ya/ Booth in the back I massacre, bloody, it’s kinda tragic how Mo Ney in any galaxy actually different caliber/ Strike with minimal, astronomically difficult/ Replication impossible possibly sick and mental I’m/ hard as cement is, make martyrs from you and kinfolk, impartial to spittin’ prophecies, scarred up from what I been through/ And it’s so simple, I hardly wanna bother, ahead of our time, a scholar, too smart to be gettin’ caught up/ Go ‘head, I’m watchin’ you takin’ my smart for weakness/ I’m proper when I be speakin’, but reach for the Glock to pop you/ So patiently, you been waitin’, erasin’ you say is favorite, replace ‘em with me I basically take out who’s ever facin’ me/ Aching to be embraced by us, race to the top you chasin’ that number one spot I’m takin’/ More over and make a vacancy

[Verse 4 - 7even] See, there’s no way that you can safely save a space for me, it’s never gone be pretty/ From Jackson, Mississippi, and fuckin’ up major cities/ Grab ya women and children, cause every time we do battle, we crashin’ into ya buildings/ that’s collateral damage/ Spittin’ from in the brain with it, written within the cranium, gifted within’ this language/ I am so insane, I’ll beat you in Japanese animation/ Anime/ “Eat the cake, Anna Mae” shit, with spaceships/ I’m Vegeta/ You rappers are Mr. Popo/ You got to speed up/ Just to catch my written slow-flow/ So ahead of my time,I will go back in time to knock you dead with a line and still make it back in time to meet my deadline/ My spittin’ germ got the power to stop the earth spinnin’, building enough inertia to hurl you all into space/ Fall into place/ I got lasers of all different shapes/ All collaborated and aimed to hit you all in the face/ You don’t want it

[Hook]
Track Name: Space Gangsta (feat. Coke Bumaye; Ivisuai)
SPACE GANGTSA
[Verse 1 - Coke Bumaye] Reportin’ live from the south side of another planet/ Where money is no advantage/ Schoolin’ every rapper, i welcome ‘em to my campus/ Pussy n*ggas, they panic/ They saggin’, showin’ they panties/ That’s vulgar, believe me, I showed ya’/ I just want that head, baby you can keep the shoulders/ Mountain to a boulder, Sergeant to a soldier/ n*ggas mean-muggin’ until I get the “Folgers”/ Hot shit to ya’ mug, lay you ass down/ Mean-muggin’, don’t let that be yo last frown/ It’s the last down, do I look scary?/ Fourth and inches, n*ggas still throwin’ Hail Marries/ I carry this shit like a digit/ When you great, don’t have hate, you have critics/ So civic/ New Jack City, Nino Browns gettin’ found face down the the river/ My n*ggas need a lung and a liver/ The way they smoke the loud and they chase it wit the liquor/ Keep lookin’ til ya get the big picture/ And I keep snappin’ like I see the big picture/ hang with a gang of stars, the Big Dipper/ And it’s fuck you and whoever come witcha/ Other shit, like I’m from outer space/ Sitll gettin’ tats, til I run outta space/ On the highway to Mars, better get out my way/ Space Gangstas in this bitch, wanna come out and play

[Verse 2 - Ivisuai] Grey cap and my grey boots/ Ja Ru damage a track/ Make hits, just like babe Ruth/ Empty closets for my space suit/ I’m in my spaceship gettin’ high, engine run off Grey Goose/ You can’t spoof if you say boo/ You in the coupe, n*gga make room/ And stay tuned/ We make moves/ Through the galaxy, rapidly/ Watchin’ my back ‘cause Boba Fett tryna capture me/ traded in the 4- 5th for the brand new laser gun with the prototype chip/ Been flowin’ like this since I was just a youngster/ How I can remember, a young n*gga was a stunner/ Son of a gunner, mu’fucka, I’m a bastard/ No flow father figure, why it’s so savage/ We on the hyper speed chase for the cabbage/ Steady makin’ bread, check my Facebook status/ And hit ‘em up, might still don’t give a fuck/ Yo, I smoke trees daily, plus drink up in my cup/ Hyperspace travel on a whole ‘nother sound brink/ Yo, hold up, that’s 7evenThirty on the com link

[Verse 3 - 7evenThirty] Horror Hell-bringer dead wrong/ Max Redrum/ Starship Trooper-style murder murk ya, head gone/ Closed casket killer, kil ‘em with lyricism/ I’m a souther-style sinner with sinister cynicism/ ManMelter 3600ZX Sub-Atomic Disintegrator Pistol, poppin brains like pimples/ I enter through the left and exit out the right temple/ Now get this for the record, 7evenThiry’s quite mental/ I pierce through ya dental wit the pen and pencil/ Cause I don’t need the pencil or the pen to pull a pistol/ I’m laying antifreeze for these new-school “cool cats”, black/ I should be in the booth in black zoot suit and jetpack/ I’m so Space Gangsta/ Switchblade, I nickname the mini lightsaber, walk up and shank ya, thank ya/ Leave you on the roof and let the sun “stanky stank” ya/ This the West Jack, where we don’t take to strangers/ the most unpredictable n*ggas wavin’ a weapon and waitin’ to rob a Will Robinson/ Danger Danger/ Sights, guiding light through the night with the laser/ That touch ya/ Now watch Scottie bea ya whole face up/ And you just had to keep it so gangsta/ But lookie where that gotcha with ya body so laced up/ I’ll do a favor/ I’ll throw some choppers on ya stretcher, now you laid up/ Dripped out, draped up
Track Name: Mysterious Business (feat. Sleepy Will & Kamikaze)
[Verse 1 - Sleepy Will] I’m leanin’ back/ Thinkin’ bout the game/ tryna stay ahead/ Of constant change/ Was a young n*gga/ Just like you/ Immo sell this dope, fuck hoes and rap too/ It ain’t hard, make a million dollars off a verse/ buy that Maybach, supply the whole hood wit work/ They don’t don’t tal about it/ This just entertainment/ Yeah, it’s all for show/ Most of these n*ggas famous ain’t never seen a reignment/ N*ggas like you and me/ We don’t get them placements on MTV/ That’s just how it is/ Well you just independent/ Fuck what them haters say/ N*gga, I’m still the business/ I put in work/ From the crack of dawn/ To the crack of dawn/ For the perfect song/ Most of y’all n*ggas ain’t never put it work/ Never hit the block/ And made them feet work/ If it was that easy, we’d all be rich/ Expensive taste/ Exotic bitch/ It’s all politics/ A fuckin’ campaign/ Turn on the radio, the fuckin’ same names/ Original?/ What the fuck is that?/ It’s all format/ With corporate cashin’ checks/ What happened to the vets?/ Never had a mentor/ To guide me down the path/ So I live by the sword


[Verse 2 - Kamikaze] I hate rappers/ there I said it/ So don’t be actin’ like we cordial, all copacetic/ Telekinesis says you “meeses” are simply pathetic/ I don’t play favorites, anybody that’s spittin’ can get it/ You factory/ Straight off assembly lines/ You’re double-faulted with them corny ass wimbledon rhymes/ Dancin’ like an extra, Michael Jackson’s Remember The Time/ probably why you wack and why ya pockets are slimmer than mine/ Oh, it’s about the lyrics?/ It’s not about the cheese?/ Them why you up on iTunes, tryna sell us cds?/ Peddlin’ ya merchandise, talkin’ bout all ya degrees/ You tryna get rich off of raps, just like all of the G’s/ And all of the playas/ And all of the thugs/ And all them cats that’s talkin’ ‘bout trappin’ and sellin’ them drugs/ Ya sweater’s too tight, ya jeans are uncomfortably snug/ I'm Posdonous with a pistol, you rappers get plugged/ One


[Verse 3 - 7even] I feel like giving up/ My temper sucks/ If you didn’t know that, you didn’t know me that well, listen up/ Sometimes I get kinda tired of re-writin’ lines and/ Gettin’ caught up in this hype and trying to survive in/ A game where a million other n*ggas do what you do and they all claimin’ that they hot shit/ What makes you the top pick?/ Let ‘em know yo name/ Make ‘em respect yo gangsta/ Stay “piece”/ But keep bangers in the chamber/ Fuck the rest/ Always out-do ya best/ And when you write, try to master saying more wit less/ See, rappers want for n*ggas to caress on they finesse/ But see they all got ghost-writers/ I guess they just possessed/ N*ggas turn to gods/ They record sold the best, but if you asked what’s on they mind, they never speak in golden text/ I give a fuck about a viewers’ choice/ ‘Cause all I view is moist/ No need to speak further to prove a point/ Yo main concern is giving yo’self the extra push, Ju/ Mastering your craft/ And push back when they push you/ Gone ‘head, let a hater talk, you need them n*ggas too/ ‘Cause they ain’t gone be shit anyway/ Too busy focused on what you do/ Keep the needle in the groove/ When you need to stick a move to MC’s/ Strike ‘em in the heart, twist ya wrist and pull/ That’s just some shit that you would do if you was me/ Biggest question you should ask is, “would you do this shit for free?”
Track Name: God (feat. Laurie Walker)
GOD
[Hook - Laurie Walker] Something changed when you came into view/ My beautiful, wonderful you/ You don’t know what you for me/ You make me believe in God/ God/ God/ You let me believe you’re/ My angel/ You let me believe in God

[Verse 1] I never thought that I could ever be a part of something so magnificent/ I feel I must’ve known you in another life/ wanna cherish every minute with you/ I mean, your features like lookin’ in the mirror/ So uncanny that I’m asking can it be the real thing, I mean I’m not prepared for this level of emotion/ I’ll admit, I’m scared/ To pick you up, they put you in my arms/ Looking down at you, see you looking up/ Your eyes pierce straight through my soul, and I’m frozen, I’m really shooken up/ Can’t believe you’re mine, can’t believe I’m cryin’/ You are so divine, from the bottom of your feet to your head, with your little curl/ Welcome o the world/ It’s my baby girl

[Hook]

[Verse 2] Awestruck again/ I can see your skin color coming in/ As I proceed to take you to the incubator room, and I’m nervous in my stomach, wonderin’/ I’ve never looked at human life in this position/ This isn’t my typical disposition/ Started to hear a voice in my spirit, decided that I would sit and give it a listen/ Telling me to be not afraid of the road ahead and where it may turn/ As the doctor pulls me aside to notify me that she had a few concerns/ The I see you, NICU, and I see ME in that glass/ And I’m scared to death, but I know somethin’, I ain’t givin’ up that fast/ This is a celebration of ya life/ Your vibration is too high to try to hold it down/ Look up at the sun, lil’ mama, let the ladybug fly/ Couple weeks later, look at you/ Welcome home, Jada, this ya room/ You so magnetic the planet can’t even handle it/ You such a star, you make me believe in God

[Bridge] Believe in God [3x]

[Hook]
Track Name: Heaven's Radio
HEAVEN’S RADIO
[Verse 1] Spoke wit my savior today/ He told me take one day at a time, you’ll make a way with ya rhyme/ Things are gone play out the way they s’posed ta/ I take my radio waves from God, open my mouth/ And let Him say what He say/ And Heaven’s Radio plays/ Changing the station turned me to a page that marked/ The start of a chapter in my day to day/ I was lost/ And found within these tracks ways to pray through a verse/ And converse with my creator face to face/ Father/ Thank you for the fam you kept me blessed with/ Speaking through them, making it clear when I’m too clouded to directly catch the message/ Seem like when it’s right in my face/ I can’t dissect it or digest it/ And I guess it just get better with time/ And I’m evolving, so I guess I just get better with rhyme/ So keep me involved in tryin’ to make the best of my time/ I cut my antennas, but I still got ya megawatts cranked up in the Box like Boom

[Hook] C’mon crank it up [Yeah Louder]/ I speak to God through the beat/ I speak to you through the rhyme/ He speaks to you through my voice/ He speaks to me through you

[Verse 2] And as I transmit ya signal/ May every sentence be delivered more clever than it was on the last instrumental/ When writer’s block don’t like to help, you say relax and let the song write itself, son/ Breathe/ And close my eyes if I gotta, open my mind/ I got a lotta words to receive/ For word to disperse for the verses to the beats/ That go up against the beast/ If I keeo the faith, then I’ll survive/ Ughh/ I thought I’ll never make it out alive/ But, God, you used to tell me just prove ‘em wrong and you’ll impress’ em/ And always tell the truth in ya songs and you will bless’ em/ Remember who you are, where you from and never let them/ Take that away from you, cause it’s yours, you are a legend/ Get on the mic and skewer them bars/ And lay it down, slay e’ down with the truth of the Force/ And you can choose your own adventure/ Just tell ‘em that I sent ya

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[Verse 3] And I’m asking for forgiveness/ For asking why you chose me to be the father of a kid with a special condition/ There’s a blessing in this lesson, so I pray for clear reception/ So I understand the bigger picture/ ‘Cause life often takes you for a turn/ February 5th, we gave birth to a sky walker/ And we were told she wouldn’t be around long, but she can prove the doctor wrong/ She’s fighter like her father/ And feisty like her mama/ However long she has on this earth, I’m just honored that you even let her be with me/ And without saying anything, she visits Heaven’s Radio frequency frequently/ And she speaks to me/ At first sight, she took the breath out my lungs/ I poke my chest out, because she brings the best out the least of me/ The broadcast that you bring through her is my life saver/ My challenge, my love, my Jada

[Hook]
Track Name: 7evenThirty, Nightmare, Heaven's Computer, Mello Music Group, - Nightmare (feat. featuring DJ Phyia)
NIGHTMARE
[Verse 1] I can hear it happenin’ again/ Frequencies form the outer limits tappin’ in/ To my brain implants/ Telling me it’s time for impact/ Gotta start smashin’ shit/ Immo turn the whole city to a vacant lot/ The mothership’s comin’ and it needs a landing spot/ A building collapsed while I’m still spittin’ raps/ I get chills from the thrill of the kill and then still/ In the back of my mind, I hear my conscious call/ My woman and child, that;s where my conflict starts/ I’m to connected to take them away/ So I’ll keep them protected, but no one else is safe/ I know that it’s selfish and everyone else will be helpless/ When I go into overkill/ And start loosing control of my motor skills/ “Cause soon, Immo be remote controlled by them/ It’s gone be ulgy

[Hook] This is the new danger/ Bizarre behavior fueled by my anger/ And it’s gettin’ more live-er/ Fire/ Devastation let loose from my chamber/ When the cannon bangin’ out bangers, you’ll testify you ain’t seen nothin’ stranger/ And in the end you’ll see standing right there/ Staring at you with a glare/ This is the new danger/ Bizarre behavior fueled by my anger/ And it’s gettin’ more live-er/ Fire/ Devastation let loose from my chamber/ And yes heads are gone fly/ So many people are gone die/ And in end I’ll still be standing right there/ You can’t prepare for this heavenly nightmare

[Verse 2] I can feel this energy within me to fuck up anything in my path/ It’s a sudden thirst for destruction I wish I could hold back, but can’t fight the wrath/ I can’t control my emotion/ My mind done swung off the chain/ I’m unstable/ The rage that I had contained has spilled over/ Painted my landscape with pain/ This only means teh end fast approaches/ There’s no way to brace for the impact, explosion/ Every direction I look turns to fire/ My humanity was so quick to expire/ I’m wired/ And you will be grabbing ya seats when the thrashing of beats meets gnashing of teeth/ And actually/ I ain’t behaved this way since the last time I smashed me a planet to pieces/ It’s over

[Hook]
Track Name: Strange Life Forms
STRANGE LIFE FORMS
[Verse 1] Half past dusk/ And we want to feel your soul/ Lights out/ Look out the window to the cosmos/ And there we stand/ Out of sight then back in focus/ So take my hand/ Either way, you can’t control it

[Hook] It can’t stop/ “They” don’t stop/ Here “they”come/ Strange lifeforms

[Verse 2] Back and forth/ In the name of all that rocks/ This might hurt/ ‘Cause what we give is sure to shock/ Waking from the fall/ With feelings that you must have just been there/ Writings on the wall/ To let you know that we have always been here

[Hook]

[Verse 3] Black smoke/ Dark chasms/ No one says anything, waiting to embark on an answer/ A thousand miles ahead, blinding lights form/ With audio transmission from higher lifeforms/ So we go to where the wild things are/ Where the freaks make beats and do everything loud/ And all things fresh is a must/ And anything considered sub par is not allowed/ Analog is the sound/ And they feet never touch the ground, cause they always in the clouds/ And you can tell by the scowls/ That they believe that everything that comes up out they mouth is so profound/ Fuckin’ ‘round might up the crime rate, cause by law they operate on a “Grind Date” mind state/ Leave you feelin’ outta time, outta place/ Whenever someone has to leave, they mind got erased/ So I stayed/ Put the planet on hush and it’s jammin’ so plush, that they brand it Cold Crush/ And ever since, I been a live wire, strikin’ rhyme fire, can’t stop/ And they call it Planet Rock

[Hook]
Track Name: Where It's At
WHERE IT’S AT
[Verse 1] New Jack City, not a new jack rapper/ Been snappin’ in high speed, high definition/ It’s the Spike Lee 35mm film grit/ Full clip/ Tarantino violent visions since it’s that roughneck rappin’/ From the roughest West Jafrican/ 8 heads heavy in my duffle bag carryin’/ Rap beat bumin’, got yo back seat jumpin’/ Like a n*gga in the trunk with his ass beat/ Strugglin’ to get out/ While you struggle to figure this shit out/ We some tiger sharks swimmin’ and we fishin’ bitches out/ Never go unspoken when provoked, so if you prone to start it up we gotta finish this shit out/ Lord help ‘em/ Ya all welcome/ To come visit me in my city, but not welcome to get out/ We spill ya pasta, when we see impostor point ‘em out/ From the south/ Bringin’ the heat up out the holster, ‘cross yo mouth
[Hook] Them Southside n*ggas runnin’ game to ya spouse/ While them Northside n*ggas put then knuckles to yo mouth/ It was them Westside n*ggas snatched yo ass up out yo house/ The M. I. Crooked ‘bout the crunkest out the south/ So where you at/ I told you we’ll be back/ Still triller than yo average and body baggin’ tracks/ You tried to run up on ‘em, I told you we bustin’ back/ So who dat/ Click clack/ It’s them boys from the Jack/ Where it’s at

[Verse 2] Many more where this hurt come from/ I’m just the first one, the worst one/ The whole herd come, ya whole earth done/ I been throwed/ Flip that fire-brimstone scariness/ Space Gangsta spit them live rounds out the chariot/ Hit you hard enough to leave you with nothing to bury, it’s/ Ultraterrestrial evidence, I’m in my element/ Never ever push that button or pull that lever/ Unless you can’t help yourself, cause you off of yo effin’ medicine/ Rep that Sip Hop/ For my Jacktown n*ggas pourin’ black Crown liquor, comin’ to clap you down quicker/ Wit that Crooked Letta slum shit/ Might spark a wire fire starter Firewater Boy/ Flyer harder crunkness/ Vintage Noize n*ggas takin’ everything/ Drop that/ Welcome to the Jack, son/ Where you think we got that/ Fuck the rap scene, I like the smell of gasoline/ And play with matches for the hell of it/ I’m done/ Burn the evidence

[Hook]
Track Name: Nightmare (Oddisee Remix)
NIGHTMARE
[Verse 1] I can hear it happenin’ again/ Frequencies form the outer limits tappin’ in/ To my brain implants/ Telling me it’s time for impact/ Gotta start smashin’ shit/ Immo turn the whole city to a vacant lot/ The mothership’s comin’ and it needs a landing spot/ A building collapsed while I’m still spittin’ raps/ I get chills from the thrill of the kill and then still/ In the back of my mind, I hear my conscious call/ My woman and child, that;s where my conflict starts/ I’m too connected to take them away/ So I’ll keep them protected, but no one else is safe/ I know that it’s selfish and everyone else will be helpless/ When I go into overkill/ And start loosing control of my motor skills/ “Cause soon, Immo be remote controlled by them/ It’s gone be ulgy

[Hook] This is the new danger/ Bizarre behavior fueled by my anger/ And it’s gettin’ more live-er/ Fire/ Devastation let loose from my chamber/ When the cannon bangin’ out bangers, you’ll testify you ain’t seen nothin’ stranger/ And in the end you’ll see standing right there/ Staring at you with a glare/ This is the new danger/ Bizarre behavior fueled by my anger/ And it’s gettin’ more live-er/ Fire/ Devastation let loose from my chamber/ And yes heads are gone fly/ So many people are gone die/ And in end I’ll still be standing right there/ You can’t prepare for this heavenly nightmare

[Verse 2] I can feel this energy within me to fuck up anything in my path/ It’s a sudden thirst for destruction I wish I could hold back, but can’t fight the wrath/ I can’t control my emotion/ My mind done swung off the chain/ I’m unstable/ The rage that I had contained has spilled over/ Painted my landscape with pain/ This only means the end fast approaches/ There’s no way to brace for the impact, explosion/ Every direction I look turns to fire/ My humanity was so quick to expire/ I’m wired/ And you will be grabbing ya seats when the thrashing of beats meets gnashing of teeth/ And actually/ I ain’t behaved this way since the last time I smashed me a planet to pieces/ It’s over

[Hook]
Track Name: GOD (Georgia Anne Muldrow Remix)
GOD
[Hook - Laurie Walker] Something changed when you came into view/ My beautiful, wonderful you/ You don’t know what you for me/ You make me believe in God/ God/ God/ You let me believe you’re/ My angel/ You let me believe in God

[Verse 1] I never thought that I could ever be a part of something so magnificent/ I feel I must’ve known you in another life/ wanna cherish every minute with you/ I mean, your features like lookin’ in the mirror/ So uncanny that I’m asking can it be the real thing, I mean I’m not prepared for this level of emotion/ I’ll admit, I’m scared/ To pick you up, they put you in my arms/ Looking down at you, see you looking up/ Your eyes pierce straight through my soul, and I’m frozen, I’m really shooken up/ Can’t believe you’re mine, can’t believe I’m cryin’/ You are so divine, from the bottom of your feet to your head, with your little curl/ Welcome o the world/ It’s my baby girl

[Hook]

[Verse 2] Awestruck again/ I can see your skin color coming in/ As I proceed to take you to the incubator room, and I’m nervous in my stomach, wonderin’/ I’ve never looked at human life in this position/ This isn’t my typical disposition/ Started to hear a voice in my spirit, decided that I would sit and give it a listen/ Telling me to be not afraid of the road ahead and where it may turn/ As the doctor pulls me aside to notify me that she had a few concerns/ The I see you, NICU, and I see ME in that glass/ And I’m scared to death, but I know somethin’, I ain’t givin’ up that fast/ This is a celebration of ya life/ Your vibration is too high to try to hold it down/ Look up at the sun, lil’ mama, let the ladybug fly/ Couple weeks later, look at you/ Welcome home, Jada, this ya room/ You so magnetic the planet can’t even handle it/ You such a star, you make me believe in God

[Bridge] Believe in God [3x]

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