We're out for fishing in a big way, and first we'll cast our baits for Toppen.
Those big fish that didn't have a...
We were talking about just barbecue or whatever.
Me and Travis, him when we were walking.
There was a missus whacking up the road, and I was like,
would you just look at that thing.
I wouldn't mind putting that in a barbecue.
I wouldn't mind cooking a bit of fish.
We're out for fishing in a big way, and first we'll cast our baits.
We're out for fishing in a big way, and first we'll cast our baits for Toppen.
We're out for fishing in a big way, and first we'll cast our baits for Toppen.
Let's go!
Did I come from Mississippi?
I was young and running wild.
Ending up in New York City, New York, where I had my first child.
That's New York.
All the boys call him now.
I told him as a youngster, he'll be the great man alive.
The great man alive.
Turn it up!
The blues came from gospel, gospel for blues.
Slays are harmonizing them odds and ooze.
Old school, new school, no school rules.
All these years I've been voicing my blues.
I'm an artist from the start, hip-hop got it in my heart.
Rapidi on the wall, coulda ended in spoffin'.
Juvenile delinquent.
But pops gave me the right type of tools to think with.
Books to read, like essence stuff.
Cause the school said the kids had dyslexia.
In our class I was a compulsive sketcher of.
Teachers in my homeroom, I drew pics to mess them up.
Cause none of them would like my style.
Read more books than the curriculum profile.
Said, Mr. Jones please come get your child.
Cause he's wearing napons and his verses are wild.
I was born in Mississippi.
I was young and running wild.
Blue to New York City.
I had my first child.
I named the boys not still.
All the boys call him now.
I told him as a youngster, he'll be the great man alive.
The great man, the great, great man alive.
Hey, hey, hey.
Holy fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Oh my god, dude.
Oh my god.
Holy fuck.
You know something I noticed.
And, and, and this the fifth element.
Never repetitive, highly competitive.
Cassey and elegant.
Yeah, I'm getting busier.
Can't you tell?
There's so many good brows around, but they're gypsy.
You gotta be able to hit kinks like a motherfucker.
100%.
I'm coming back home.
There ain't no compare, right?
It's time to play ball and it's a beginning.
I mean, the beginning's here and the picture is clear.
Your whole team's played out like a picture's career.
Well, we home celebrating with a picture of beer.
And yeah, I do this rap thing, but they'll say that I sing.
That's just me spreading the icing.
I'm going in to end like Harky Ice
and fuck up the flow so you don't know if I'm wrong or right.
And I've been here holding down bass,
blowing out the speakers, turning up the bass.
Back to the basics.
Basically, I do shit faithfully
and no one is replacing me.
They wanna know if you still got it.
The bottom of my back is, let me be giving you.
I'm on the line.
Your on the line.
This is how it should be done.
They wanna know if you still got it.
The bottom of my back is...
The bottom of my back position on the place.
This is how it should be done.
Now back in the day, making this track so you take deck.
You could get your face deck with a skate deck.
You might want protection like safe sack
Or you'll get robbed for your cash in a safe snack
I'm the thug type
Nah, just don't sue me
But I'm never clean cut, no dress shoes or soup please
I chop it up like Bruce Lee, I'm too sweet
And getting groupies like Honeymoon Sweep
And all these MCs want a piece of me
But you're playing yourself like reality TV
All this indication, shit, you a repeat
Talking bullshit out the words you a fake cccc
Ah, the bitch is blowing up my celly
A damn riding mon with Travis
Riding mon?
Yeah
No, Mon Memorial
Memorial University, I didn't even think about it.
We had pizza pockets at like 4.30, or 4.00 just before we went to Banger Park.
Hey, please?
His mother, she home now.
I'm sorry, Miss Jackson, ooh, I am for real, never meant to make your daughter cry.
I apologize, the truth in time.
My baby, a drama's mama, don't like me.
She doing things like having the boys come from her neighborhood to the studio trying to fight me.
She need to get a piece of American pie and take her bite out, that's my house.
I disconnect the cable and turn the lights out.
Let her know her grandchild is a baby and not a paycheck.
Private school, state care, shit, medical bills, I pay that.
I love your mama and everything.
See, I ain't the one who lay down.
She wanna rip you up, start a custody ward, my lawyer, stay down.
She never got a chance to hear my side of story.
We was divided.
She had fish fries, cookouts, but with childbirth day, I invited.
Despite it, I sure heard the utmost respect when I fall through.
All you, you would defend that lady when I call you.
I'm sovereign of Jackson, ooh, I am for real, never meant to make her daughter cry.
I apologize, the truth in time.
I'm sovereign of Jackson, ooh, I am for real, never meant to make her daughter cry.
I apologize, the truth in time.
Me and your daughter got special things going on.
We say it's puppy love, we say it's poor girl.
Hope that we feel this, feel this way forever.
You can find a pretty picnic, but you can't predict the weather.
It's Jackson times out of nine, and if I'm lying, fine.
The quickest muzzle, throw it on my mouth, and I'll decline.
King meets queen, then the puppy love thing.
Together dream about that crib with the good yes queen.
On the oak tree, I hope we feel like this forever.
Forever, ever, forever, ever.
Forever never seems that long and took you wrong.
And notice that the day-by-day ruler can't be too wrong.
Miss Jackson, my intentions were good, I wish I could become a magician to Africa.
Dabra al-Basada, thoughts of me, thoughts of she, thoughts of he.
Asking what happened to the feeling that her and me had.
I pray so much about it, need some knee pads.
It happened for a reason, one can't be mad.
So know this, know that everything's cool.
And yes, I will be present on the first day of school and graduation.
I'm sorry, Miss Jackson.
I am for real.
Never meant to make your daughter cry.
I apologize the truth in time.
I'm sorry, Miss Jackson.
I am for real.
Never meant to make your daughter cry.
I apologize the truth in time.
Look at the way he treats me.
She look at the way you treat me.
Skiller knows he has long girls.
He got you assing up the creature.
Without a paddle, you left her straddling.
Right this thing on out.
And the union girl ain't speaking no more, cause my dick all in.
I'm out, I'm top my jealousy.
Infidelity can be cheating, beating.
Indian to the G, they be the same thing.
Who you placing the blame on?
You keep on singing that same song.
Let back home be back on.
You can go and get the hell on you and your mom.
I'm sorry, Miss Jackson.
I am for real.
Never meant to make your daughter cry.
I apologize the truth in time.
I'm sorry, Miss Jackson.
I am for real.
Never meant to make your daughter cry.
I apologize the truth in time.
I'm sorry, Miss Jackson.
I am for real.
Never meant to make your daughter cry.
I apologize the truth in time.
I'm sorry, Miss Jackson.
I am for real.
Never meant to make your daughter cry.
You don't have to cry, up on the dial to truth your past
Oh my knees, fuck, foldable too
Baby, what you gonna do, come back back again
No doubt, it's a 10 years, but me the pressure took my fears
Now my front line rhymes, moving up from the rear
My dream slash career appeared ever so clear
Now I'm able to touch, smell, sleep, speakin' here
My best year, my time is finally here
The past, before the present, cause the future is near
Anticipation, magnify my motivation
Direct my energy to touch stations
Fit entertainants, who's really bangin'
Dancing at the old folks' party's pancake
And I've been waitin' for my time to shine
From Catholic school to Jaimie Jungeha
From Manu Azad to rockin' at the good lot
We take the price of keepin' rodin' ripped on the mic, yo
Cause if you only knew what we've been through
To struggle, let me paint and maintain
And contain great expectations
On our committee, unified relation
We rebel like rhythm through tribulation
And travel and base the situation with dedication, yo
Go get your tickets, you'll see snacks and beverages
While we get wicked, all in your brains cracks
And crevices, service and bulletins to your critical puritan
To be shoutin' in my vicinity, doubt in my capability
No defeat, my whole fleet be scorchin'
Keep a course, your vision blurs from heat distortion
Keep proportions, better take proportion
While we shake the force, you face a lost end
Never close in, I had to go with your move
We slobby dope and I'm hopin' that when I roll
Getcha up in like a...
In my group we include brothers who worthy rebels
And DJs from L.A. out of shock
He from Jersey, ever thirsty, most excess plus
Never fax livin' for our love, cause he blessed us
With the talent to make your rise, say yo, next guest
Rockin' since the eight in mode, fresh best
That's great expectation
On our committee, unified relation
We're level up with the decimulation
And trouble that makes the situation
Dedication, great expectations
On our committee, unified relation
We're level up with the decimulation
And trouble that makes the situation
Dedication
Hey yo, my school, he starts in the NJ State
And gets deep like a movie booster
Then mate, mate, I moved to the land of sand
And ill-earthquakes, I didn't notice
What's the place I get my piece of the cake
Part of piece of the pie, you and I T-Y
Every Thursday night of the life, we kept it tight
That's right, that's who we dwell, then the rhythm rebelled
We a blast from the past, like those pasts, like those
Mapo macho males, with raps about a bit
All misses the first event, so haters can play the rare
We tour this, try to scare from here to London Square
Do you swear that you're prepared to this, what we have here?
Indeed, Tom Ticks is rapid, rom-strip
Earth and Tom Split and Tom the Fun, it's
Just another manic Monday, and one day we'll shine too
So it's true, and we're on cue, so
Very expectation, on all committee, unify our relation
We revel up in the determination
And revel up in its dissimulation with dedication
Very expectation, on all committee, unify our relation
We revel up in the determination
And revel up in its dissimulation with determination
Yo, whether you love to hate it, if it's saying to outdated
If I've been overrated, or maybe your most favorite
You expect me still to write my verse on time
And I expect you not to front when you hit my rock
Don't expect me to smile, cause it's in good taste
I know cast is don't mistake smiling in my face
And don't expect me to try to cast sick or mad or not
Or if I'm cold or hot, you would know if not
And don't expect me to come and just wipe my tongue
It's kinda hard to forget what some rubbers have done
But my mother always said, you'd give and forget
And expect that most promises won't be kept
I guess I gave credit where it wasn't deserved
Some brothers must have been heard, not to keep their word
The bigger the burden, the bigger the uncertain
Explanation for my creation
What the fuck?
Oh fuck!
I always had the first one, eh?
Hello!
Let's go!
Do you need some food?
No
Anna!
You see my beds?
Is that fucking fish or cooking?
I bailed
I bailed
Oh fuck!
I had some worst fucking rail lips on
Here, here
I don't believe it
You hear the crack, it's all crackin'
I don't believe it
