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1. |
Zero
03:06
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[Verse 1]
yo I've been shit on by your favorite rappers actually,
no need to state the names no need to state he fact that he
sold my verse twice before my sword was nice cuz you'd be tripping out
just at the whack shit rappers tried to pass at me
thats how it had to be I guess but now I rip flesh
I've paid dues but dudes who disrespected about to pay too
I'm gonna replace you, grace the masses with my masterpieces
smash to pieces every line your time is gonna find you
I'm right behind you with a mask, slash the industry
I'm in a tree guerrilla war gon' murder off your infantry
decapitate and filet your label mate, irate
i got no sympathy for any emcee who's simply got it in for me
or any whack promoter… who left me with a buck
you fuckin up the game for your own gain and that shit gets to me
and that shits history make no mistake the misery's
behind me took the blindfold off fulfilling the epiphany
[Hook - Novatore] 2 x's
Man i dont give a fuck my mind is back in focus,
no longer kissing ass cuz that shits for the hopeless
i know what broke is and know that im explosive
know this; if you fuckin with me know that that wont go unnoticed
[verse 2]
and fuck a blog I got a log that they can gobble up
cuz must don't wanna repost unless you down to cough it up
skill is nil, just pay the bill and the act the part
because fame is rarely earned its like a product in a shopping cart
bought and sold - thats just the state of art
I'm state of the art but starving cuz I'm hard up thats the hardest part
so don't come at me asking for a feature for the free
if you don't got a presence presently I'm charging larger fees
you want a free cd? but man i bet i never met ya
never bought a piece of merch so I'm like "fucker pardon me?"
the only thing I got for free is fists of fury
if your curious to see then step outside cuz fuck a jury
fuck a judge and fuck a sentence, your offending me
and if your gonna back it up the cell is where they sending me
you're all my enemies - your friends'll catch a fist
man I'm playing but I'm saying that this rap shit got me pissed
[Hook - Novatore] 2 x's
Man i dont give a fuck my mind is back in focus,
no longer kissing ass cuz that shits for the hopeless
i know what broke is and know that im explosive
know this; if you fuckin with me know that that wont go unnoticed
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2. |
Cold Heart ft. Apathy
03:09
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[Verse 1 - Novatore]
i just dot give a fuck and I'm highly disrespectful
so neglectful to some lovers, mother fuckers im resentful
but i aint forgetful i remember all the sleepless nights
when i gave a fuck too much, I was so weak and now im regretful
i'm guarded now, unlike the times when i had started out
so stupid, didn't know the bruises scarred, i just discarded doubts
and now my heart is out - to lunch - and so i got a hunch
that love is just illusion stupid suckers steady drinking the punch
these kids in misery , but who suffers the hardest?
seems you lose regardless so I'm using booze until the pain subsides
until the pain decides, its to time self destruct
thats when ur fucked, or maybe lucky, cause the misery it sucks
I try to stay away so I can play it safe
so i can save some face, i try embracing having my own space
i took the plate of love and placed it to my face
then left the second tray to waste cuz in my mouth it left a bad taste
a little hopeless so I focus on the verses
but its hard, sometimes seclusion got you feeling like your worthless
out of service ima robot with no purpose
might be broken in the center but I'm metal on the surface
[Verse 2 - Apathy]
Cold hearted the way that the world made me
not old ice cube, you can't fade me
I'm a product of the people who betrayed me
portrayed me as villain when I was the victim mainly
I had too many snake bites and back stabs
had too many fall outs with whack crabs
i had heart breaks break ups and break downs
can't face me two face, get faced down
my skin is thick, I'm pretty fuck an apology
for bullshit theres a zero tolerance policy
I don't understand the phony psychology
of so called homies who never even acknowledge me
life's short, I'm shortening up my friends list
me, myself and I by the time I end this
all the drama in life appears endless I'm sentenced
to cold hearted ways and intentions
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Insidious ft. ILL BILL
03:11
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[Verse 1]
demigod ill rain a thunder from the heavens
as seven soldiers got you folding strapped and packing mack 11's
cuz I'm the god of war, ill show you whats in store
i love my home cuz its a sodom bodies rotting on the bottom floor
and face it I'm not the type that you can replace with
just anyone i strangle duns for fun with their shoe laces
i aint you basic faces baby I'm the greatest
im a master of the ceremony phonies get decapitated
and mother fucker who you playing with?
ill rock you in your shit and shiv the homies that you're staying with
just for talking shit I'm ready grab the clip and stick
this the pistol ti your lip ill pistol whip you til your fainting sick
you say your crime related I say thats debatable
you might be crime related if you married your sister
thats kinda nasty but I guess its just all relative
I'm negative as fuck i need to pop another sedative
[hook - ILL BILL]
A red puddle in the green grass
leave you in the red puddle in the green grass
A red puddle in the green grass
leave you in the red puddle in the green grass
shooters with black hoodies and ski masks
camouflage killers on mopeds who speed past
drive by like old dog and machine blast
leave you in the red puddle in the green grass
[Verse 2]
the king of clutch i get the buckets when its crunch time
..and yo I stand behind my homies like a lunch line
and i got punch lines - that a stretch about half a block
Im known for punching faces - people give their foot to have a sock
half cocked - stocked - and ready to go unload on ya
and ima knock you out the box when I explode on you
my kitanas gonna burry your persona
honor gone i wanna run ya pockets pocket lots of fucking commas
and i personify the evil make you wanna die
upload the scene the horror tube - for snuff and make it monetized
i'll leave you traumatized but ima be exaunerated
rated r for violence and drama cuz I'm crime related
there aint a rhyme debated when i spit a missile at em
no ones lifts a finger when I'm drunk as fuck and pissing at em
thats cuz I'm louie mother fuckers see me as a god
they came to rob me at my show but all they did was head nod
[hook - ILL BILL]
A red puddle in the green grass
leave you in the red puddle in the green grass
A red puddle in the green grass
leave you in the red puddle in the green grass
shooters with black hoodies and ski masks
camouflage killers on mopeds who speed past
drive by like old dog and machine blast
leave you in the red puddle in the green grass
[Verse 3]
my darts hit harder then a redneck at his friends apartment.,.
i gotta a lot of bars - like addicts got in glove compartments
flame retardant paper could stop my pen from burning
lines across the surface when i write its like the seas have parted
started fights with bigger hitters, bitter, smashed some cats who slithered
snaky fucks who would step to mickey when the blicky's bigger
I'm just a city kid who's living off some mini figures
metal hits your wig and leaves a slit like bigger shards of glitter
shitting in your mouth i treat your face like kitty litter
nasty little bastard ima natural disaster
you want me to rap faster? pass me all the aderal
eradicly ill splatter y'all cuz I'm an addict after all
and half of y'all just couldn't fuck with me
u can't keep up with me, your ugly, you'll play yourself like paddleball
and ima killer when it comes to pen and paper
more like wild with a text file, vile rap crusader
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Shotgun
03:23
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[Versee 1]
its 12 o'clock I'm feeling sick i made a tv dinner
..coming home from work.. out in the dead of winter
wife is gone because she left me for another
.actually my brother, guess we really didn't even love each other
my seed is barren karens pregnant with a baby
..nephew shoulda been my son, they wonder if I'm goin crazy
i wonder too i let it fester all inside
it seems its easier for me if I'm pretending that she up and died
I'm aching up inside and dying in my mind
its like i thought I had provided - everything - it hurts I try to hide it
union buddys think I'm nutty, see the open wound
as soon as i arrive you feel the silence overcoming the room
i think I'm doomed, confused, I'm headed for a tomb
consumed by memories and sadness never laughter only mood is gloom
and I'm a lose it soon I feel it every second
reckon I should end it quick the only questions whats the best of methods
[Verse 2]
december 24th.. I'm sitting in my shorts
the sports is on the tube i signed the papers for divorce
i called my mother on the phone and told her that i love her
told me that were brothers and to fix it but i stay the course
instead i wrote a letter… i said the world is better
off without me in it AND HOW I wish that I had never met her
and I remember when i read her all my vows
and how the crowd had faded out and now I'm lying on my couch
smoking cigarettes regretting all our bouts
he don't deserve her took the steel reserve and put it to my open mouth
this aint a home its just a house and so i show it
throwing empties on the floor i think I pissed all on the fuckin sofa
i know its over gazing at the family photos
man these polaroids destroy me summer nights in southern minnesota
I feel it get to me, the memories, the history,
the shotguns in my mouth i pull the trigger, and spray the best of me
[Verse 3]
his life is over , my brothers lying on the sofa
..its bitter sweet the guy was farthest from a casanova
I felt so guilty for my role in this whole situation
but.. nobody is talking bout his other side the guy was satan
..blatant punches to the face if he was raging
..karens parents tried to save her grazed her with straightened razor
domestic calls persisted -- his fists was always lifted
shifted to a villain jealous Jamie thats the name wed give him
she came to me for help when things were at their lowest
she was hoping i could lend a hand we made a plan and set it in motion
we put her in a hostel …we knew that he'd be hostile
waited for him after work and put my pistol to his nostril
I told em slowly that their sacrament was over
he was drunk but think the metal barrel barely made him sober
from there i stayed with karen case he came to kill
..i didn't mean to fall in love although it quickly happened still
it made him ill to know she left him for his brother
but that wasn't in the plan we just had shifted close to one another
and now I'm at his grave just wishing it was different
that he hadn't changed into that evil person that existed
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[Verse 1 - Novatore ]
My words infernal, eternally burning through your flesh
your final breath has leftdir ectly from your chest
fresh til death step to me and there'll be misery
visibly pissed get charred to ash like you was dave koresh
always needed, so conceded, I'm on the omni present
peasants kiss the ring the king of everything I've represented
from heel flips to punched faces, I'm the greatest
latest tricks to make a meal ticket out the shit I've stated
I'm getting money fuck a statist baby I'm a sadist
so ahead of my time I tell myself happy birth belated
rated x I love sex and getting off so much
I'm jealous of myself after I get it off
and some feel unprotected when they rip the fitted off
but not me, I'm sloppy cuz i only like to get in raw
go get it god, thats what my gutter goons gon say to me
I'm gully, in it for the gusto, get the goods so gracefully
and thats the way it be, no body better than the never land
native yet I'm jaded as a veteran
without a dollar holler at you in his letterman
pretending that you on the phone, thank god for Bell and edison
[Verse 2 - Novatore]
ima menace to other novice competitors
a savage rapper ill shred you like I'm the predator
if my vendettas is never paid I'm a regular
kuklinski with a cleaver delete ya like I'm an editor
and I'm sever ties like ima sever this flow
i stay composed while opponents is getting steady pissed
i got a steady wrist, ill split you with a heavy fist
and steady lift your face off from neck until spaghetti drip
then drink bacardi bacuse cuz fucker its time to party
aint ready to go to bed til you dead and then the confetti hit
already lit ima get it like ima get acquitted
or maybe tell me I'm crazy and then ill get committed
can't commit I'm so sinister call the minister
miniature sins ill finish diminish you then you'll get admitted
admittedly I'm a silly kid but yo really
this city will get you villainous spilling livers for kicks
double bullets, just cock it back and then pull it
and splatter his bladder flat on the platter batter his dick
I'm fuckin sick so kid get the bucket quit
I'm bugging but I'm loving the thought of you in the oven
my coven is bout a dousen we thuggin young and we coming
you running but this is funny cuz none of us have been gunning
been sunnin fuckers for nothing I'm swinging suckers is bunting
my lungs is done I'm not fronting I'm stunning young and I'm done
[Verse 3 - Sean Strange]
Novatore whattup.. Sean Michael nah bro..
father your favorite rapper, homie you're lame
go to war with me and you can only hope to contain
you bathe in holy water looking for protection above
you turned into the type that no one ever could love
I'm under pressure pull the lever and i drop down
I been looking for the loyalty but not a lot found
I'm filled with anger when I write this shit
I think you on a medication they injected Michael with
I'm upper echelon, Sean; don of the underground
you wait until the money pouring in then try to come around
your shit garbage throw your album out the car window
know how to handle a family matter like Karl Winslow
I'm on the row like the wheelchair gang
you looking shook and tore more like a fear campaign
and don't you dare ever tag me in that trash rap
anybody who bought probably looking for their cash back
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[Verse 1 - Jak Progresso]
yea man.. I'm made of candles..
Therapist proclaimed deranged as a kid
at age 8 I was poking at road decay with a stick
18 I was making tapes i the crib,
myopic bad posture purple rain and a cig
sociopath too sane to commit now I'm kept awake by some sick
visions of loraine warrens head with a surprise face in the fridge
the wave fire like a flame to a splif , winter moon
gram dabs during interludes, the green river view,
microdose for job interviews, deflate your lungs like bike tire inner tubes
dinner soon, colorful like Kuklinski sweater during the iceman interviews
caccoon to strip a youth, curfew missed, blood splashed on glitter glue
brain matter on winter suit, punched trees and splinters flew
[Verse 2 - Novatore]
I'm isolated.. and feeling as if my life has faded
no love, i cling to bottles, throttled, pupils dilated
if i don't die sedated ima be suprised
i'm filing my gills with pils at night, just so i can pacify my eyes
my phone is dry I sleep alone, and then I wake it too
awaken to a state of hate debating to split my brain it two
insanely blue…and so the pain ensues
consuming all thats left of me i try to save the rest of me
and all the pain it mixed it fixed me quite a recipe
for hopelessness and lack of trust disgusted whats up next for me?
their aint no destiny but yet i feel I'm on
..a wrong path, I'm some respects , and that could be the death of me
I speak to walls I'm crawling out my skin..
from dusk to dawn, i pace, you never know what fucking state I'm in
the state is grim...got veiny skin, I'm in the same city
that I've always been.. there's nothing left for me
[Verse 3 - Sharkmouth]
I feel a cold breeze as I hold this weapon,
I can pull it send him straight to heaven.
Or maybe even hell but wouldn't that be earth?
this world spins in darkness full of pain its cursed
I put my loved ones face on white t shirt
with the letters RIP thoughts of you dam it hurts
Death brings pain I see the falling rain
wish it could wash it all away forget them dark days
but lets bring it light pass me the knife
if it was person I would stab him twice
and make sure that its lethal fuck it pass me the eagle
aim it at its head unload the clip on this evil
Leave him decapitated I'm just happy made it
Depression lost a grip now another demon i'm facing
I'm convinced that darkness oozes in my city streets
lets take a walk I got proof of it.
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7. |
Uprise
02:26
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[Verse 1]
sky of night in the wild wherein the lions fight
i got my knife in the pocket, rocket nowhere in sight
i guard my life with a fist hitting some idiots
hideous intents, intense menace civillians
under brilliance lying a minor side of violence
built for survival I'm lying eyeing the rise of tyrants
tire irons, I'm under fire from enemies
anything goes, no holds barred until the sound of sirens
metal batons and brass knuckles, get buckled
we scuffle for next to nothing no pity within a violent city
you wanna hit me come get me you better bring a bat
attack you back I'm more rapid, jack, i know thats a fact
and now you bleed from receiving a kick , shit
i leave you leaking i'm pleading the 5th
this aint really nothing you know I can keep it coming
I'm rabid, jabbing you, stabbing you mother fucker start running
[Verse 2]
clash of the titans, no scratching, savagely biting
we fighting for honor, frighten, inciting violence upon em
we want em, its such nirvana to light em up, marijuanna
pirhanas inside a city, insidious with kitanas
i caught him in the neck, for heavy disrespect
expect a check for life, because a pipe was used to get u wrecked
direct deposit with a blade, my agents love the chaos
possibly sadistic we some monsters with a fist of death
i got a crystal rep for smashing cats with glasses
fascists better run we brought the gun they better hit the deck
I'm like a technician, no other competition, compromise for nothin
scratch your name off from my composition
fuck a petition, just listen, well burn em at the stake
he met his fate, it's too late like the steak on my plate
too late for mercy just emergency surgery
murder me, never,clever, I'm product of all that u hate
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[Verse 1 - Novatore]
I'm eating ziti in a hawiiai with a fat martini
seedy deeds provided me the luxury to eat with ease
and i eat with thieves who lurking cuz i eat with these
gold untencils accidentally dropped one while I'm eating peas
i'll eat in peace later naked with while i eat a piece
of sushi, boofed a molly ill be sweating from my body probably
i copped lot of coke - ill do it on the boat
floating with a full glass, and vile of the finest dope
i got imported wine from sicily in italy
I'm literally major player you just stay in little league
and i been fiddling with villains in the phillipines
my middle man will shank ya he a killer from the middle east
and he a little beast, should probably put em on a leash
unleash him when i need a favor feed him if he need a feast
but for now I'm laying, low out in the himalayas
staying up and drinking wine and shining I define the player
[Hook - Novatore] 2 x's
our coat the furriest, you know we luxurious
drink with the pinky out, we keep the locals curious
moving weight for decades, we jefes
fill the caskets with out pistols when they bury us
[Verse 2 - Unkle Slump]
i got a folex on my wrist with the wrong time
get into shenanigans but still I hold mine
i like to flex even if it ain't real
everybody wanna shine and brag about what they steal
as a matter of factual my indirect synopsis
malicious intentions transmit like fiber optics
the limelight bright blinding me ill never stop this
drinking white russians on the rocks with a dumb bitch
i like chicago but i really hate the scene
wanna be elite always puttin' on the weak
i could keep the vibes lit, fire flame disastrous
all this repetitious shit, put it in a casket
i'm in it for the gold but y'all just give it to the fools
i see those puppet strings pulled bro you're just a tool
they know i know it too thats why they actin brand new
every move you make is credited back to you, invest
[Hook - Novatore] 2 x's
our coat the furriest, you know we luxurious
drink with the pinky out, we keep the locals curious
moving weight for decades, we jefes
fill the caskets with out pistols when they bury us
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[Verse 1 - Novatore]
been looking rocky for the last few weeks
too many minutes spent together man I think I need some peace
she got me acting wild, violent, and sloppy
wish that somebody could stop me from this romance with a beast
my hate of self increased I feel it every week because
i wish that I could be free but I just can't compete
with how she makes feel when i don't feel real
concealing my emotions with a taste when I don't feel well
I've got to fight it, I know I can
I've gotta think about the days before day that we began
and try to understand that this only mental
sentimental thoughts are harmful like utensils to your temple
it took a couple of days but finally found the strength to say
that is it, so pack up your shit and look the other way
I take it day to day and thats just how it be
and it get lonely often times but yo i think I'm finally free
[Hook - Novatore] 2x's
I take a drink so I can be myself
20 later and im wasted never mind my health
everything I do is full throttle
sometimes i feel like its the rope of the fucking bottle
[Verse 2 - Novatore]
she thinks I need her better believe I'm getting anxious
cuz this crowd is overwhelming but I got no place to go
she gazes at me, sadly, know shell make me happy
but this temporary love will melt away like florida snow
i let her know that it was over many months ago
but every now again I think she senses when Im weak
hard to speak and isolated looking empty
dreamt she left me to my own but that was only in my sleep
I'm in so deep that I can hardly see the surface
when I suffer by my lonesome yo I wonder whats the fuckin purpose
i don't deserve this sick, co-depedent sentence
sick of serving it deserving something better or maybe not
but do I got a choice? I'm haunted by the voice
i aint the only she boy she fucks, she won't be happy til I drop
its gotta stop and yo I know this for this for a fact
but I cave for sin and drink her in she whispers welcome back
[Hook - Novatore] 2x's
I take a drink so I can be myself
20 later and im wasted never mind my health
everything I do is full throttle
sometimes i feel like its the rope of the fucking bottle
[Verse 3 - Nightwalker]
Almost nothing to say I haven't said before
I don't even feel like getting out my bed no more
my attendance is very poor, and conversations
cuz who the fuck am I pretending for?
No one listens they just wait to speak
and I work too many days a week
how can I love you if you don't hate police
not even happy when I'm rapping or i'm making beats
people that I loved became strangers
no one cares about you or repays favors
I expect the worse from everyone
watch beauty turn to darkness like a setting sun
you can protest violence or you can get a gun
make excuses, put it off, or just get it done
I don't really fuck with anyone
you turn into a piece of shit the second that you friends with one
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[verse 1]
yo, I'm a recluse..until I'm just a wreck
I'm a lose canon standing 6'2" so you don't you disrespect
if I'm in album mode I'm zoning out alone at home
as soon as it releases, in the streets, I'm creasing dudes to pieces
and thats my thesis that Im living thru the music
thats it keeps me sane my brain is tamed, my idle minds abusive - no excuses
I know I gotta stay consistent..I gotta keep persistent
keep my head up out the fucking nooses..
I'm a man on a mission, I'm itching
i got the vision, the oppositions no competition
war of attrition between my drive and my pessimism
lesson is that I'm on mission to keep me in position
to win and be eternal, to keep me young for ever
never working, lurking in ya city like a rabid kitty
imagine that; I'm just a rabid cat who's living free
where misery's a mystery this planet aint my habitat
[Hook - Tha God Fahim] 2 x's
Music helps me free the mind,
and if possible ill do it til the end of time
I gotta shine with this god given gift of mine
cuz not putting it to use is just a waste of time
[verse 2]
i hope my music lives forever
yea, i hope together we all make it, take us out this nasty weather
and weather or not we do or don't I hope my sanity
remains and i can find some peace at least ill have my family
i hope this vanity vanishes thru calamity
i hope my soul dont fold thru the cold and lose humanity
I'm already half awake awaiting out my fate
i fear I'm fading out, i wouldn't doubt I'm in a sleeping state
call me the late great louie say life it sure consumed me
i hope they bump this album louie loud up at my viewing
if I'm confusing you.. you probably just a youth
the shit that i confess might be depressing but its just the truth
I'm living in the booth and giving you all my life
cuz some are married to the money but the music is my fucking wife
she hardly likes me but I'm trying to make it right
i'll go berserk from normal living so I'm working day and night
[Hook - Tha God Fahim] 2 x's
Music helps me free the mind,
and if possible ill do it til the end of time
I gotta shine with this god given gift of mine
cuz not putting it to use is just a waste of time
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