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Wouldn't Change Nothing

by Trek Life

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released 12 July 2011

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Track Name: Ready To Live (Prod. Duke WestLake)
It was one of them days when
The sky was perfect
Beyond my vocab
It’s hard to word it
If this was like my very last day on earth then
These 24 hours in LA would be worth it
A couple of bills paid
A couple of bills not
For now its bout new kicks
And new gear copped
I’m not in the 6 drop
I love what I got though
Forget the AC, roll down the window
Let’s feel the nice breeze
Turn the beats up
We on the freeway
Hittin the beach up
I’m kissin my babygirl
Cuz I know one thing
Long as she smile
Then I can’t complain
As long as I got you
I got everything
My daughter’s my sunshine
All day everyday
Forgettin what I lack
Lovin what God gives
Enjoyin my time here
Replying with no fear
I’m ready to Live

Chorus
I’m ready to live; I’m ready to see
I’m ready for all that’s in store for me
I’m ready to fly; I’m ready to fall
Whatever it is, I’ma take it all
Whatever it be, is fine for me
I’m planting a seed so I can climb a tree
And when the leaves, begin to fall, and end it all
I’ma move on because I’m ready to live

2nd Verse

Life is hard man
Nah Life is easy
Nah Life is exactly what you make it believe me
Bless you Cam J
I wish you see me
Becoming the very star we thought that we’d be
When we was watching Ed Lover on MTV
We had big dreams man the Baggy Jeans Clan
Practiced dance moves
Practiced interviews
It’s like it was yesterday
When we was just little dudes
But now that I’m grown man
You’ve been long gone and
I keep your name in my rhyme so you live on and
Everybody’s somebody to somebody so
Carry yourself well cuz really you never know
Addicted to good times, but thankful for bad ones
Because I really never knew good til I had none
And at long lasting
I’m getting the cash in
Cuz getting’s a habit
The same to give ya’ll I’m ready to live

Break
Life ain’t about what list that you can fall on
Life is about who’s name that you can call on
Once you had everything and now it’s all gone
You gotta march on, we not alone
Life aint about what list that you can fall on
Life is about who’s name that you can call on
You a pace for change you can’t wallow
We gotta march on, we not alone

Chorus
I’m ready to live; I’m ready to see
I’m ready for all that’s in store for me
I’m ready to fly; I’m ready to fall
Whatever it is, I’ma take it all
Whatever it be, is fine for me
I’m planting a seed so I can climb a tree
And when the leaves, begin to fall, and end it all
I’ma move on because I’m ready to live
Track Name: Still Never Rains (Prod. Bombay)
Performed by Audio Live, Trek Life, Skeem Price & J.Bizness

Chorus (J.Bizness)
You see we
Break bread in the Golden State
If you from outta town then you know from the gate
We got
Palm Trees gangbangin and the best smoke
But there’s so much more to the West Coast
So pay attention and avoid the fakes
Dirty Cops and baffling unemployment rates
And there’s a lotta strain it can put upon ya
But it Still Never Rains in Southern California

1st Verse (Audio Live)

Most people come here with a dream to chase
Knowing only Hollywood & ain’t never even seen the place
But for me it’s all I’ve ever known
And I feel it in my face when the Santa Ana winds is blown
Yes
It’s nothing less than the Mecca
Avenue of the stars ridin in a double Decker
It’s such a broad spectrum in this place
From Hue Hefner to Maria full of Grace
The pace is so fast and it ain't slowin
It might swallow you whole man if you ain’t knowin'
From wild fires and homes getting burned down
To applications turned in and turned down
But the beauty is still unmatched
And the doors always wide open and unlatched
A broad mix of prosperity and pain
Dark ominous clouds but it still, never, rains

Chorus (J.Bizness)
You see we
Break bread in the Golden State
If you from outta town then you know from the gate
We got
Palm Trees gangbangin and the best smoke
But there’s so much more to the West Coast
So pay attention and avoid the fakes
Dirty Cops and baffling unemployment rates
And there’s a lotta strain it can put upon ya
But it Still Never Rains in Southern California

2nd Verse (Trek Life)

I’m from the 626
That’s from the Cov, Du-Rock to Pasadena
Anywhere in-between em
To Glendale
We inhale Death and turn the beat up
Sinners to non-believers just tryin' to beat the heat up
My homie passed the bar
We backyard celebrating
Playin bones barbequing burning the weed up
His little brother behind bars we pour it out for em
Be a minute before we see another re-up
It’s just the ying and the yang
In a city where they bling and they bang
And it’s an even exchange
To play a broad homie trust me they’ll do you the same
So we treat em like we treat they can leave or they stay
When I say the bitch I can’t even explain
How some a these broads act when they be from LA

Chorus (J.Bizness)
You see we
Break bread in the Golden State
If you from outta town then you know from the gate
We got
Palm Trees gangbangin and the best smoke
But there’s so much more to the West Coast
So pay attention and avoid the fakes
Dirty Cops and baffling unemployment rates
And there’s a lotta strain it can put upon ya
But it Still Never Rains in Southern California

3rd Verse (Skeem Price)

See she
She my guardian
Angelist from the high-speed chase
To hoppin over gates
And I spit, my soul as I walk these roads
And kick rocks to the clucks and the stash I goes
And on me
The palm trees can talk
They chop the lines in the chalk
The K9s would bark but they can’t
So they don’t yeah ain’t no snitches
So we speak with the stitches
Cars and the Bitches
Stars and the riches is what my aim fo’
Reason why these youngsters bang fo’
Born and raised but the 9 area codes my home
Towns where I roam
Clownin the globe
Servin in the stones with the keys in front
Plottin on Hollywood just to see the stunts
And my broddy doin 65 all from caine
So just feel my pain but it still never rains

Chorus (J.Bizness)
You see we
Break bread in the Golden State
If you from outta town then you know from the gate
We got
Palm Trees gangbangin and the best smoke
But there’s so much more to the West Coast
So pay attention and avoid the fakes
Dirty Cops and baffling unemployment rates
And there’s a lotta strain it can put upon ya
But it Still Never Rains in Southern California
Track Name: I'd Rather Be (Prod. A3)
I sit with her and think of you daily
Thinking bout the why's and I'm pondering the maybe's
Thinking how your style and you conversation changed me
Much for he better I could love you forever
What a rush, I would fiend for you touch it was crazy
Look into you eyes I can see why God made me
Her look ain't the same and she be hella angry
Maybe I'm to blame but it seem like she hate me
Hazy visions of us growing more distant
Will it fade? I don't know
All I know is I miss it
I regret I don't get more of your kisses
Makin love with the sweat pouring and it's drippin
She prolly should listen 'fore she start trippin
To the riddle in the rhyme that your boy spittin
Cuz y'all one in the same
One old one new
And I don't understand the change what I do know
Is that I'd rather be with you

(Chorus)

I felt complete back when you were around
Chillin at the beach I'd wink and you would smile
She, she got a scowl
For me she got a frown
I try to handle biz she think I'm on the prowl
I'm tryin to figure how we slipper and fell down
She say that I'm to blame and claim that I was fowl
And you were so sweet to me, it was wild
She like to say things to beat and bring me down
And she don't like rap life and goin out
But when I'm on tour she be out on the town
She never have fun with me, no denial
You used to love me my queen that was your crown
And it's a trip y'all one in the same
But you? You was better girl simple and plain
And it ain't hard to say these thang cuz all I'm sayin is the truth
Cuz on the real I'd rather be with you

(Chorus)

I don't want you to leave
I don't want her to stay
So now hoping y'all can stand there and go away
And that don't make no sense so I just roll a jay
And wonder which one a y'all is gone show today
It seems bipolar
So I told here if she see you in the mirror girl I got a message for ya
I want you back in my life so when you ready fall through
I'm just sayin
I'd rather be with you
Track Name: As The World Turns (prod Audible Doctor)
Open

Make you believe, I can tell you lots a’ things that’ll make you believe
Make you believe, I can tell you lots a’ things that’ll make you believe
Make you believe, I can tell you lots a’ things that’ll make you believe
Make you believe, I can tell you lots a’ things that’ll make you believe

1st Verse (Trek Life)

My intuition sayin its time to get it
My mind’s indifferent to this industries blinded vision
My intention to raise the status quo of this rap shit
And give it back to the street origin that brought it to fruition
I’ma long distance from where I’m headed but well equipped for the journey though
Rhymes written concernin those
Who writin flows for they first time
Spittin they fist line just
Locate you timing and focus you mind
It’s all conversation
Being wacks an abomination to the masses that created this art
I’m from LA where niggas is fightin for blocks that they do not own damn
I’m not a gangsta I’m a grown man
And there’s a difference
Raised by hardworkers and killers
Scholars and drug dealers
Sisters who burn niggas
Preachers who learn scriptures but, now I see
It’s only me that can define me the T-R-E

2nd Verse (Trek Life)

Far as rap I’m necessary but over looked like Langston Hughes first written words
Or Snoop Dogg’s first hit of Herb
Other words
I rep the beginning up in this bitch
Its like
All major things start from minor events
So here’s my first installment at greatness ya’ll
All of you makeshift artist step to the side, move
I’m like the soul in Savian Glover’s taps shoes
You see my raps are the sound within the movement
My words are like music on top of music
That’s why you feel it even when it’s acapella
Don’t even bail up if you not developed man I’m tryin to tell ya
Forreal all-a yall just get yo mail up
And fuck, What niggas yellin’ do you
Here’s what I tell me, I’m me
Regard of who you think I’m supposed to be
Stop guessin
Only those who know are those close to me
They lied ya’ll
Don’t look in the skies ya’ll
Just close you eyes focus inside to find God

(Chorus) (Olivier Daysoul)
Seasons change reasons change baby (As the World Turns)
Not a thang stays the same baby (As the World Turns)
Every player plays the game baby
Because you live and you learn
You spend and you earn
And that’s just day to day

3rd Verse (Trek Life)

Shit’ll be over when a nigga reach his zenith
Fuckin hoes a nigga prolly need to try and be wit
But I don’t see it til they screamin I don’t need this
Napolean Conplex I rarely show weekness
That prolly haunt me later
For now I’m tossin major hits like Eric Gagne
Prolly think my wildpitch is my dog
Check my change up
Arrange a verse and a track like a shotgun weddin’
I make it happen
You other cats are not real ready
Acquire basics
These raps are niggas who tryin to make it @ anything
Mothers who watching they suns prayin
Knowing bars is in they future
16’s, the county or exams
Momma trust em let a man be a man
The worlds turns

(Chorus) (Olivier Daysoul)
Seasons change reasons change baby (As the World Turns)
Not a thang stays the same baby (As the World Turns)
Every player plays the game baby
Because you live and you learn
You spend and you earn
And that’s just day to day
Track Name: What It Is (Apollo Brown Remix)
(Chorus)
6 Rock what it is?
Si what it is?
Sakoda what it is?
Phers one what it is?
Promoters get the dough right some of us got kids
Shame we got to do it to death to try to live

I’ma
A real focused individual
Here to give niggas L’s
Split the money dip and bail
Long days, strong nights
I’m on stage on mics
We take initiative, lesson is sink or swim
Hold up
Homie I spit to win
Nah, I spit to live this a hobby no mo’
Retracing steps just to see I got 1000’s to go
I’m Trek Life
For the perilous quest I’m ready and set
You bare-ly fresh, that’s why the people rarely impressed
You all boring they enduring your set like; what’s next?
And I don’t claim to be less
Than the best man for the job
You mouth hustlers can stop
Speakin on it like you knowin what’s going on you misinformed
Small minded, I aint fall back, it’s all timing
And this is a rendition of unflawed rhyming
Take notes, take lessons but you’ll never take mine

Chorus

D McGriff what it is?
Blue what it is?
Yo’ Aloe what it is?
Exile what it is?
Promoters get the dough right some of us got kids
Shame we got to do it to death to try to live

Tam Blue what it is?
Si what it is?
DP what it is?
Timeless what it is?
Promoters get the dough right some of us got kids
Shame we got to do it to death to try to live

Partner I am not through with this planet
I’m raining terror til my last day living Cot Damnit
I promise you real shit
Then leave a detailed hitlist
My kids will continue to do the same to your children’s, children
Nigga I aint just in it
I laid the concrete foundation to build this buildin’
Don’t conceal your yielding
Nah, do it willingly now
Clear the path make room
I’m built to last cuz I don’t do what you fake do
Ya’ll chattering
Gossipin’ hard like little old women
And if the shoe fits nigga, hit the stroll in it
You do what hoes do, but, I’ma go getter get lost
Not enough workers, everyone’s a boss
It’s a wonder ya’ll see any funds at all
And I’m supposed to let you fuck my money off?
Please
If you aint Pac Division or Blu
Or a few other emcees
We not in the same league in Cali
That’s from Silicon to Yucca Valley
I don’t fraternize with you pack of liars don’t ask me
It’s a marathon
Goin pass me on the sprint
I promise you I’ll win in the end
And I don’t break I adjust so when you thinking he bend
I’ll be shaking out the ink in the pen rippin again
Right in front of you
Makin careers off your fear
Here’s the light to run to
And this is only the begin settle in

Scratches

I’m the master cold stompin ya’ll beginners
Steady hustle we get it poppin from winter to winter
Heavy footed I’m mastodon stompin when I enter cuz failures like
Simply not an option I can consider
Get off me I’m that nigga
Vain you’ll get slain by my vernacular rap slang
What I’m saying it’s like
Hell fire and war I’m not a game
It’s real life
I weald mics to make change look
You get crushed like vegetation under African elephant feet
Your fetus rap far under developed you weak
While you embellish I energize and envelop the beat
Make it part of me Capish?
Can’t believe you got the nerve to speak to Trek Life
You Tofu niggas don’t want beef
I’m one of Cali’s elite
In towners and outta-towners get smacked to your knees
US to overseas what it is?
Track Name: Wow (prod Captain)
I fell up in the spot like a tycoon
Fresh paid fresh fade fresh tennis shoes
Me and my crew shine bright like it’s high noon
I’m Trek Life damn babygirl how are you?
Your body is bangin
You make a nigga wanna make indecent arrangements
We straight to the bar maker’s mark on the rocks
And whatever she want
Now babygirl let me start from the top its like
You fly than a mugg
Sideliners cock blockin but hold up I got this one
Pretty face thin waste with the style you can’t replace
The hour-glass straight poppin trust it’s like
Drink 1 I’m like I don’t dance
Drink 2 I’m at the bar in a b-boy stance
Drink 3 she got me out there by both hands
And the DJ playin the jam
We partyin’ like

Look at that
Nah homie look at that
She turned around dropped down then she pushed it back
Real close so I had to give that a smack
She turned around looked back now she lookin mad
“You just gone touch me like that?”
“Hands to yourself homeboy just dance”
Sorry love I got carried away
But the wayt that you move
Really we can get married today hold up
I know I’ve been drinkin too much to be talkin like that matter fact I’ll be right back
Seen A-live with the strobe light hoe
He need help with the gotta go, gotta go
Damn she gross
I head across the bar just to help my folks
But then DP play the heat I know
So I grab one close
And we partyin out on the floor it’s like
Track Name: Due West (Has-Lo Remix)
They came from Texarcana
Shreeport, Louisiana
Olkmulgy, Oklahoma
Missispi
Alabama
The Midwest had ways like the south
So they bounced leaving behind the black and white water fountains
And segregation some were born on reservations
Native American blood flowing through they veins and
Rumor has it many settled in Nevada
Pickin cotton as sharecroppers while others didn't stop
They crossed the border to a small desert place called Allensworth
A thriving black city, one if America 's first
To have a black mayor, black sheriff, black banker
No matter how far they ran couldn't escape danger
Them white folk put arsenic in the water killed many
But freedom energized us plenty
We made home in Barstow and Arvin
But San Bernandino to Watts is where it all got started
Parties off Central
Red Fox at the Tiki Room
Jam sessions @ the places where musicians moved
Live shows at the Lincoln Theatre
We was all in together can't imagine nothin' greater
Brothas got city jobs comin home from the service
The panthers in the bay made the whole world nervous
Them white folks moved to the valley
We occupied SouthCentral & Compton
Mid City we stomping
Skip ahead to the blue & red streets got violent
Product of the dope game after Watt riots
Hollywood made stars
The black economy shifted
Those that had vs those that didn't
Long gone were the days they used to pose at Cliftons
Black people exposed as niggas
The nature of the Golden State where the sun shine
And fame is a bigger trap than the one time
I'm from the city too diverse to gentrify and Hollywood dreams have eaten many alive
That's from the 626 to the 909
310 to the 805
We all one CA all day I bless
The children of a better life conquest
When they headed Due West
Track Name: So LA (prod J Bizness)
I’m so LA
The only New Era I own’s a Dodger fitted
Match it up with that flipped up Louis Vatton Acrylick
Bleedin’ purple & gold hollerin’ at the Staples Center

I’m so LA
My slang talks lightweight bang talk
So when you hear me speakin with a twang in your city
I’m not southern it’s ours plus
When we on stage get your bars up

I’m so LA
A nigga got a bucket but the stereo dope
I’m bumpin Pac Div. J.Bizness & Mykestro
Anything from Battlecat and West Wing Radio

I’m so LA
We got sunshine in the winter what’s up Esse’
I’m side street rollin cuz my l’s aint good
And cop my green from the spot out by LJ hood

(Scratches by DJ Buddy)

I’m so 626
I’m at N’ the Cutt getting a fade from Tone
Ken & Remo
The plaza to Shadow Oak
No matter how far I go I’m bringing it home

I love the Cov I aint forget where I’m from I’m so LA
Nigga we hustle anything
That’s from Rims to Registration
I aint from no Red or Blue team
But got nigga who’ll catch fade right now over the shoe strings

I’m so LA
I spit incredible words
Because I’m veteran learned
Plus we only blaze the betterest urb
Dodgin the boss eyes red up at work
And you can bet I’ma jerk

See I aint never concerned I’m so LA
Man I don’t hit the beach to swim
I hit the beach for them
White tennis shoes hit the concrete and then
We pop at em til the sunlight end
Finta win ‘fore the day begin I’m so LA

(Scratches by DJ Buddy)
Track Name: Everything Changed Nothing (prod. St Mic)
He woke up in the morning to a beach view
Grabbed the paper hit the balcony to read the news
Crime stories took him to a place he once knew
He laid back closed his eyes and he reviewed
Daddy wasn't there mother used to never care
She had him too young so the streets she used to run
and he would soon do the same Pre-teens in a gang
and he slang so him and sis would have food
But life could be better somehow he thought to himself
slowed down on the streets and focused on school
Graduated at the top of his class
Got the Academic Scholly went to college and passed
and got the bangin ass job after
but the hustler in 'em
Had to shine he started his own business
Now he globally expandin' finta pass it to his son and
the pursuit of of everything can change whom the world thought was...

Chorus

She wrote the last love letter she would write to him
Caught a cab and she never said goodbye to him
LAX caught a flight for the better she was
gone forever cuz she felt it wasn't right to him
He gave her everything
Love hope better things
Nice home, wedding ring
Places she had never seen
She cared about him but in love she could never be
Nights alone wasn't worth what the cheddar brings
Daddy issues, past me misused
she wit him for the safety of it all but the truth is
he really aint the one for her
and she want more
than a life with this man feelin unsure
The city lights grew distant as the plain climbed
he read the letter heart broken at the same time
her eyed started to leak
cuz this man tried to give her everything that she wanted
but that couldn't change

Chorus

I can't forget the first smile that you ever gave me
the first moment that the nurse handed me my baby
I couldn't find the right words cuz you were so amazing
you are the key to my escape from a life crazy
my life's dedicated, to a better yours
your safety and your happiness is what I live for
and i'll die for you all I ever wanted
Sarai, you're my everything
and changed a life worth

(Chorus)
Track Name: So Supreme (prod MarvWon)
Let Us begin by killin comparisons
Our differences are so glaring it’s the point where it’s embarrassin’
To be in the same class ya’ll act hella scary
All flaming and flaring
Emotional and caring
Nope
We not on the same level at all
I’m more better and pure
And ya’ll never before or after
Wil match my ability to kill it
I’m spittin a tyrant flow to take over your village
Cuz ya’ll turn to women
The minute you not winnin
Start whining and bitchin
Stop handling business
And there lies the difference
Homie we not children
I get grown and handle my own without feelings
Cold Chillin at the top of the pile
So I rock with the Nile
And flow opposite you jockin the style
Takin notes straight jottin it down
There’s no stopping me now
I put the dough to the pocket and smile
So Supreme

(Chorus)
Yeah I’m here now
And I’ll e here later
But you’ll be gone then
And I’ll be here hater
(Busta Rhymes Sample)
I feel so supreme, I feel so supreme
I feel so supreme, I feel so supreme
You was there then
But you aint here now
And I was there then
And yeah I’m still around
(Busta Rhymes Sample)
I feel so supreme, I feel so supreme
I feel so supreme, I feel so supreme

Nigga,
Popularity’s for little girls
I’m on a flight rockin shows all across the world
Exchange foreign currency see the sights
Double up and head home to play bones with my nigga Darryl
I aint gotta explain my reasons for anything
I simply do my thing on beats
In my own lab, you fill in the blanks
Give thanks for my presence and I make checks to spill in the bank
I’m on my grind steadily
Nigga you better be smarter
Get your publishing up to mess with me
Little dude we aint on in the same
I aint runnin for fame
I aint runnin with ya’ll
Ya’ll wanna run in the game
I’m tryin’ to ball off the court
Give a fuck what you say
I make solid moves now being lucky can pay
Only once or twice
I’m getting cash for the rest of my days
Fuck being the best in LA
So Supreme

(Chorus)
Yeah I’m here now
And I’ll e here later
But you’ll be gone then
And I’ll be here hater
(Busta Rhymes Sample)
I feel so supreme, I feel so supreme
I feel so supreme, I feel so supreme
You was there then
But you aint here now
And I was there then
And yeah I’m still around
(Busta Rhymes Sample)
I feel so supreme, I feel so supreme
I feel so supreme, I feel so supreme

You in the spot with a crew that brown nose and butt-kiss
I fell up in the jam with niggas I grew up with
Real family, raw but still flamby
Plan A conquer the globe, no plan b
And since life aint a playground I stay down
Spend cash wise to ensure I stay round
For the long term
A lesson I had to learn
Whether you with me or not aint my damn concern
I’ma, Snake Charmer where the phonies and the fake wander
I ruff the rugged terrain
That ya’ll aint fond of
Real champion ya’ll niggas is Jane Fonda
Ya’ll fake niggas wont escape Karma
So Supreme
Track Name: Jump Out There (SlimKat78 RMX)
Man what you waitin on?
You want the success fairy to come and sprinkle more?
You think your dreams are gone fall from the sky
With no effort
You feel like you should ball til you die
Ok,
Why you complainin then?
When you lose but you never did play to win
Got everybody to blame from God down to friends
Got every reason to pack up and let it end
Who’s fault is it?
When you die without, ever once livin
You had dreams but you never did go get em’
Trippin, thumbin your nose at the positive and
The world is all yours
Put it down, get it now, what you waitin on
Quit lookin for the world to be fair
It’s yo’ life have it all dog jump out there

(chorus)
You got a problem with a nigga homie “jump out there”
You tryin to get this dough nigga “Jump out there”
You tryin to get at these broads mayne “Jump out there”
You tryin to kick these flows nigga “jump out there”
AInt nothing given gotta take it homie “jump out there”
A closed mouth don’t get fed “jump out there”
You gotta fake it til you make it nigga “jump out there”
No doubt get bread homie “jump out there”

You think that you the greatest they’ll tell you that you the worse
You feel you innovative they’ll yell “he aint the first”
Trippin’: Why ever listen to what other folks kickin?
Cuz niggas be bitchin
There’s always somebody who’s dissin shit
Cuz misery needs somebody to kick it with
My own 2 that’s my whole crew
We hold each other down winning or lose
Through the thick and thin
I put feelings aside I know who I am and I don’t look to nobody else for definition
Because them doubters wont cheer when you get paid
And when you win they gone still have something to say
People request: How you make it Trek?
I tell em left foot right foot homie you gotta take a step
Don’t ever be discouraged or scared
All people got is words mayne jump out there

You got a problem with a nigga homie “jump out there”
You tryin to get this dough nigga “Jump out there”
You tryin to get at these broads mayne “Jump out there”
You tryin to kick these flows nigga “jump out there”
AInt nothing given gotta take it homie “jump out there”
A closed mouth don’t get fed “jump out there”
You gotta fake it til you make it nigga “jump out there”
No doubt get bread homie “jump out there”

Hold up let me understand you a grown man
Who secretly has problems with another man
That you never met before never shook his hand
And never held a conversation even though you can
You a disgrace to manhood, straight waste of skin
I don’t play with kids
Keep your little mean mugg that don’t make me fear
Not a molecule of you and let me make this clear
That’s what little high school cheerleaders do
And you a chump
You need to trade your dunks for pumps
Give that nigga SB Manolos or something
You a broad you should dance in a cage at clubs
You and every nigga like you
Get a life dude
You aint gotta hate him for her to like you
A cold stare but you wont come near
Anytime, anywhere nigga jump out there

(Chorus)
You got a problem with a nigga homie “jump out there”
You tryin to get this dough nigga “Jump out there”
You tryin to get at these broads mayne “Jump out there”
You tryin to kick these flows nigga “jump out there”
AInt nothing given gotta take it homie “jump out there”
A closed mouth don’t get fed “jump out there”
You gotta fake it til you make it nigga “jump out there”
No doubt get bread homie “jump out there”
Track Name: Might Sound Crazy (f. Audio Live, Oddisee, Ralph Real)
Audio Live - Verse 1
Some people might think putting all this work in this game
Without an adequate financial exchange
Is simply insane
Or really not using your brain
But them niggas are working on a lower plane
They must’ve never caught the bug
They aint feeling the love and can’t feel it coursing they blood
But that’s what separates me and you
Cuz you a part time spitter I’m the nigga that’s gone see it through
Believe it dude this is how I live my life
If niggas is going left, believe I’m going right
I see the light through the lens of my own glasses
Nature guides my way fuck the direction of the masses
Hip-hop’s not divided in classes
Even you get your ass kicked or you kick asses
But this is my personal philosophy
On my journey towards a lyrical monopoly

(Chorus – Ralph Real)
And I know this might sound crazy, to you (repeat x 4)

Oddisee – Verse 2
I don’t have no friends outside of music
In my own world don’t require outside amusement
It’s a distraction
Really not for him see
So I be rappin where my accent be foreign
Not for the chattin so my actions speak more than me
Niggas say what’s happenin and I prolly’ great em’ cordially
High and bye in the same sentence
I keep a wall up blame fences
Built by the extremities in life high and dry from young
Time flies nigga used to write rhymes for fun
Add a “ds” to the end of that last word
No BS
Same intention
I’m in the game for mention
Amongst the greatest who ever did it
Whoever spit it
A long shot but I’m crazy enough
Or is it wisdom?
I’m on my way you can tell it cuz niggas pray I’m missin
Opportunities that they was skippin’

(Chorus)

Trek Life - Verse 3
God’s Gangstas good and bad women
Nigga tryin to take these ones and stack millions
In a better environment chillin
My mind on my plan to expand and own buildings
So I kick the make my daughter smile style
Cuz that’s all that I need to proceed and succeed
I remember being told she’d forget me when I’m gone
But as soon as I get home she hit daddy with the smile
And its all worth the while
I heard that my career is self serving
When myself serve a better living not a word in
I’m bustin’ with a purpose
To let her know if I can win from rockin shows then anything is possible
I never think of rockin shows for lots of weed and lots a hoes
Fuck if you believe or not, I’ma proceed to rock
So baby girl when I’m gone you can trust
Everything that I do is for you
Plus I do it for us

(Chorus)