-
-
Money Falling
[BIB035 - 1] -
1
- 2'39
- James Desmond [ASCAP], Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP], Vernon Rayvaughn [ASCAP], Sterling Victorian [ASCAP]
- Paroles [...] Lourd & insolent. Synthé, chanteuse & rythmique.
- attitude, dance-pop, chanteuse, déterminé, urbain [...]
Titre : Money FallingRéférence : BIB035 - 1Compositeur(s): James Desmond [ASCAP] - Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP] - Vernon Rayvaughn [ASCAP] - Sterling Victorian [ASCAP]Auteur(s) : Sterling VictorianLC : 50141Album: Hip Hop Vol. 2Editeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]Wake up in the morning
Money coming for me
Other chicks is boring
Money coming for me
Pedal to the floor and
Money coming for me
Money falling on me
Money and more moneyMoney and more money (falling from the sky) 2x
Wake up in the morning
Other chicks is boring
Pedal to the floor and
Money on my mindHey Ty Dollar
If you see him
Tell him I said holla
Cuz the dollar sign is my…
I’m twerk, twerk, twerking all these Franklins, I’m a scholar
I’ve been working for it
I’ve been grinding for it
No one else done done it
I got it cuz I want it
I am the queen and the champion like
Like Freddy Mercury…
Forever I want it and I ain’t giving it up
I work my hands to the bone and now I’m living it up
I’m going dumb in the club
My friends, we don’t give a hug
We work to hard to get her
The type to even it up
No
We in the sky with grills
Gold in the teeth
We do it for the thrills
Sexy and we trill
We never let you buss
Unless you are a boss
With a BE and MERTell Drizzy beep
me 911
No emergency,
Girls just
Wanna have fun
I’m swimming in a
pool with 50/50’s and a sun
He can get it
with me and we can get it filthy
I hustle like the
King out the jungle
So if you wanna
tussle, come hard or pull a muscle
This everything I
wanted in my dreams
That G Wag Benz,
That French pair seen
Hair down my back
Booty up high
I bench and I cut
They wanna tell
me why
They
misunderstood
I said I do or I
die
In these streets
when the lights come alive in the night like
We in the sky
with grills
Gold in the teeth
We do it for the
thrills
Sexy and we trill
We never let you
buss
Unless you are a
boss
With a BE and MER -
-
Money Falling Instrumental
[BIB035 - 15] - 0
- 2'39
- James Desmond [ASCAP], Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP], Vernon Rayvaughn [ASCAP], Sterling Victorian [ASCAP]
- Lourd & insolent. Synthé & rythmique.
- attitude, dance-pop, déterminé, urbain, vie quotidienne [...]
Titre : Money Falling InstrumentalRéférence : BIB035 - 15Compositeur(s): James Desmond [ASCAP] - Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP] - Vernon Rayvaughn [ASCAP] - Sterling Victorian [ASCAP]LC : 50141Album: Hip Hop Vol. 2Editeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]Wake up in the morning
Money coming for me
Other chicks is boring
Money coming for me
Pedal to the floor and
Money coming for me
Money falling on me
Money and more moneyMoney and more money (falling from the sky) 2x
Wake up in the morning
Other chicks is boring
Pedal to the floor and
Money on my mindHey Ty Dollar
If you see him
Tell him I said holla
Cuz the dollar sign is my…
I’m twerk, twerk, twerking all these Franklins, I’m a scholar
I’ve been working for it
I’ve been grinding for it
No one else done done it
I got it cuz I want it
I am the queen and the champion like
Like Freddy Mercury…
Forever I want it and I ain’t giving it up
I work my hands to the bone and now I’m living it up
I’m going dumb in the club
My friends, we don’t give a hug
We work to hard to get her
The type to even it up
No
We in the sky with grills
Gold in the teeth
We do it for the thrills
Sexy and we trill
We never let you buss
Unless you are a boss
With a BE and MERTell Drizzy beep
me 911
No emergency,
Girls just
Wanna have fun
I’m swimming in a
pool with 50/50’s and a sun
He can get it
with me and we can get it filthy
I hustle like the
King out the jungle
So if you wanna
tussle, come hard or pull a muscle
This everything I
wanted in my dreams
That G Wag Benz,
That French pair seen
Hair down my back
Booty up high
I bench and I cut
They wanna tell
me why
They
misunderstood
I said I do or I
die
In these streets
when the lights come alive in the night like
We in the sky
with grills
Gold in the teeth
We do it for the
thrills
Sexy and we trill
We never let you
buss
Unless you are a
boss
With a BE and MER -
-
Hammer
[BIB035 - 2] -
1
- 2'23
- James Desmond [ASCAP], Terry Dexter [BMI], Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP], Dean McDannel [ASCAP], Louis Samuel Summervile [ASCAP]
- Paroles [...] Intense & rythmé. Synthé, chanteur & rythmique.
- urbain, attitude, choriste femme, déterminé, entraînant [...]
Titre : HammerRéférence : BIB035 - 2Compositeur(s): James Desmond [ASCAP] - Terry Dexter [BMI] - Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP] - Dean McDannel [ASCAP] - Louis Samuel Summervile [ASCAP]Auteur(s) : Terry Dexter - Louis Samuel SummervileLC : 50141Album: Hip Hop Vol. 2Editeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]Tell the DJ to play my hit
Guaranteed you ain’t heard nothing like this
You see me with a bottle then you better know it’s on
Turnt up
Standing on couches all night long
I represent the City so I do it for the Beach
More than likely you ain’t met nothing like me
On my grown man yeah I hold my own
When I’m on one, it’s best you leave me aloneFrom the bottom so we party like we one top
Getting love from everybody and its non-stop
Everybody going hammer when the beat drop
Turn it up, are you ready or notWe going Hammer
And we don’t wanna stop
And get up off our jock because we be riding on top (We going Hammer)
You can do what you want so turn it up its your world, your world
Tonight, we going in, we celebrating
Tonight…Hammer 4x
Slow down we gon start it off right
Belly full of Henny, turn up my mic
We can switch it up
Hit em with the dirty sprite
If you trying turn it up
We got whatever you like
Dark skin, light skin, I love them all the same
Trying figure out who imma make my main
But I aint choosing
I ain’t choosing
Baby if you on my team, I ain’t losing -
-
Hammer Instrumental
[BIB035 - 16] - 0
- 2'22
- James Desmond [ASCAP], Terry Dexter [BMI], Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP], Dean McDannel [ASCAP], Louis Samuel Summervile [ASCAP]
- Intense & rythmé. Synthé & rythmique.
- exaltant, obstiné, rythmé, urbain, paysage urbain [...]
Titre : Hammer InstrumentalRéférence : BIB035 - 16Compositeur(s): James Desmond [ASCAP] - Terry Dexter [BMI] - Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP] - Dean McDannel [ASCAP] - Louis Samuel Summervile [ASCAP]LC : 50141Album: Hip Hop Vol. 2Editeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]Tell the DJ to play my hit
Guaranteed you ain’t heard nothing like this
You see me with a bottle then you better know it’s on
Turnt up
Standing on couches all night long
I represent the City so I do it for the Beach
More than likely you ain’t met nothing like me
On my grown man yeah I hold my own
When I’m on one, it’s best you leave me aloneFrom the bottom so we party like we one top
Getting love from everybody and its non-stop
Everybody going hammer when the beat drop
Turn it up, are you ready or notWe going Hammer
And we don’t wanna stop
And get up off our jock because we be riding on top (We going Hammer)
You can do what you want so turn it up its your world, your world
Tonight, we going in, we celebrating
Tonight…Hammer 4x
Slow down we gon start it off right
Belly full of Henny, turn up my mic
We can switch it up
Hit em with the dirty sprite
If you trying turn it up
We got whatever you like
Dark skin, light skin, I love them all the same
Trying figure out who imma make my main
But I aint choosing
I ain’t choosing
Baby if you on my team, I ain’t losing -
-
Pushing it to the Max
[BIB035 - 3] - 0
- 2'09
- Ty Frankel [BMI]
- Urbain & triomphant. Synthé & rythmique.
- urbain, dance-pop, déterminé, exaltant, fier [...]
Titre : Pushing it to the MaxRéférence : BIB035 - 3Compositeur(s): Ty Frankel [BMI]LC : 50141Album: Hip Hop Vol. 2Editeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]Tell the DJ to play my hit
Guaranteed you ain’t heard nothing like this
You see me with a bottle then you better know it’s on
Turnt up
Standing on couches all night long
I represent the City so I do it for the Beach
More than likely you ain’t met nothing like me
On my grown man yeah I hold my own
When I’m on one, it’s best you leave me aloneFrom the bottom so we party like we one top
Getting love from everybody and its non-stop
Everybody going hammer when the beat drop
Turn it up, are you ready or notWe going Hammer
And we don’t wanna stop
And get up off our jock because we be riding on top (We going Hammer)
You can do what you want so turn it up its your world, your world
Tonight, we going in, we celebrating
Tonight…Hammer 4x
Slow down we gon start it off right
Belly full of Henny, turn up my mic
We can switch it up
Hit em with the dirty sprite
If you trying turn it up
We got whatever you like
Dark skin, light skin, I love them all the same
Trying figure out who imma make my main
But I aint choosing
I ain’t choosing
Baby if you on my team, I ain’t losing
urbain, dance-pop, déterminé, exaltant, fier, piano électrique, sport d'équipe, triomphant, vie quotidienne, attitude, entraînant, people, percutant, sautillant, mode, paysage urbain, percussion électronique, rythmique, actuel, synthétiseur, catchy, fédérateur, instrumental, medium, trap, version principale -
-
Product of Environment
[BIB035 - 4] -
1
- 2'45
- James Desmond [ASCAP], Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP], Vernon Rayvaughn [ASCAP], Louis Samuel Summervile [ASCAP]
- Paroles [...] Fatal & tendu. Synthé, chanteur & rythmique.
- drame social, inquiétant, attitude, chanteur , obstiné [...]
Titre : Product of EnvironmentRéférence : BIB035 - 4Compositeur(s): James Desmond [ASCAP] - Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP] - Vernon Rayvaughn [ASCAP] - Louis Samuel Summervile [ASCAP]Auteur(s) : Louis Samuel SummervileLC : 50141Album: Hip Hop Vol. 2Editeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]All about that dough
All about that dough
Million dollar dreams turn to fiends at the liquor store
get it how u live how we love that's just how it go 2xIts real, as a non fiction flick, sittin still is hard to do
when that Ritalin is now apart of u
misdiagnosis, they told me I had ODD in third
grade, that’s a trap for me its sad
sick these games they play
the school to prison pipelines is realer than ever
cant be a statistic so I gotta stay clever
but when u see me all. I see is preconceived notions
Black man got emotions its just illegal to show it
SoEverybody wanna blame the thugs
but don’t wanna blame the CIA for all the drugs
they flooded the hood with. Heroin and that crack
they call us extreme every time we fight back
I’m breaking through ya glass ceiling
and that’s for real
long as all. Of my people feel it? I don’t need a deal
u can keep ya Grammy red carpet and awards
accolades ain’t even what we out here fighting forAll about that dough
All about that dough
Million dollar dreams turn to fiends at the liquor store
get it how u live how we love that's just how it go 2x -
-
Product of Environment [...]
[BIB035 - 17] - 0
- 2'45
- James Desmond [ASCAP], Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP], Vernon Rayvaughn [ASCAP], Louis Samuel Summervile [ASCAP]
- Fatal & tendu. Synthé & rythmique.
- drame social, inquiétant, attitude, obstiné, paysage urbain [...]
Titre : Product of Environment InstrumentalRéférence : BIB035 - 17Compositeur(s): James Desmond [ASCAP] - Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP] - Vernon Rayvaughn [ASCAP] - Louis Samuel Summervile [ASCAP]LC : 50141Album: Hip Hop Vol. 2Editeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]All about that dough
All about that dough
Million dollar dreams turn to fiends at the liquor store
get it how u live how we love that's just how it go 2xIts real, as a non fiction flick, sittin still is hard to do
when that Ritalin is now apart of u
misdiagnosis, they told me I had ODD in third
grade, that’s a trap for me its sad
sick these games they play
the school to prison pipelines is realer than ever
cant be a statistic so I gotta stay clever
but when u see me all. I see is preconceived notions
Black man got emotions its just illegal to show it
SoEverybody wanna blame the thugs
but don’t wanna blame the CIA for all the drugs
they flooded the hood with. Heroin and that crack
they call us extreme every time we fight back
I’m breaking through ya glass ceiling
and that’s for real
long as all. Of my people feel it? I don’t need a deal
u can keep ya Grammy red carpet and awards
accolades ain’t even what we out here fighting forAll about that dough
All about that dough
Million dollar dreams turn to fiends at the liquor store
get it how u live how we love that's just how it go 2x -
-
Getting Real Down Field
[BIB035 - 5] - 0
- 1'51
- James Desmond [ASCAP], Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP]
- Epique & obstiné. Synthé & rythmique.
- paysage urbain, urbain, déterminé, drame social, obstiné [...]
Titre : Getting Real Down FieldRéférence : BIB035 - 5Compositeur(s): James Desmond [ASCAP] - Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP]LC : 50141Album: Hip Hop Vol. 2Editeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]All about that dough
All about that dough
Million dollar dreams turn to fiends at the liquor store
get it how u live how we love that's just how it go 2xIts real, as a non fiction flick, sittin still is hard to do
when that Ritalin is now apart of u
misdiagnosis, they told me I had ODD in third
grade, that’s a trap for me its sad
sick these games they play
the school to prison pipelines is realer than ever
cant be a statistic so I gotta stay clever
but when u see me all. I see is preconceived notions
Black man got emotions its just illegal to show it
SoEverybody wanna blame the thugs
but don’t wanna blame the CIA for all the drugs
they flooded the hood with. Heroin and that crack
they call us extreme every time we fight back
I’m breaking through ya glass ceiling
and that’s for real
long as all. Of my people feel it? I don’t need a deal
u can keep ya Grammy red carpet and awards
accolades ain’t even what we out here fighting forAll about that dough
All about that dough
Million dollar dreams turn to fiends at the liquor store
get it how u live how we love that's just how it go 2x -
-
Came for your Calling
[BIB035 - 6] -
1
- 2'23
- James Desmond [ASCAP], Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP], Louis Samuel Summervile [ASCAP]
- Paroles [...] Urgent & percutant. Synthé, chanteur & rythmique.
- percutant, chanteur , drame social, inquiétant, urbain [...]
Titre : Came for your CallingRéférence : BIB035 - 6Compositeur(s): James Desmond [ASCAP] - Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP] - Louis Samuel Summervile [ASCAP]Auteur(s) : Louis Samuel SummervileLC : 50141Album: Hip Hop Vol. 2Editeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]When the sun falls and the nights rises, who do u run to
ya better pray for protection
bring darkness whenever I come through
we killing the old gods and facade's now
they tell me hades is where I'm bound
but I can't relate in a whole different lane, in the depths of the pit is where I'm found
Venus and Saturn lobe child
bit they winder why I'm so wild
and why I like my music so loud
its soul mane its the soul mane
melanin to the 9th power
on a soul plane, not a soul plain
in my crew and we came to devour
all fear mongering cowards.Injure ya mind when I enter, to help ya remember
just what ya came here for
ya calling call in
we living in the midst of
a bunch of pretenders
with hidden agendas
the fallen the fallen.I bear the light not wrong and right but strictly neutral
I bear the fig the tree ok knowledge mighty fruitful
u stuck in the past its a new age we came tear it down
let it get in u the thoughts of freedom is a dangerous sound
and I got little bit Mo
than what u think I had in store
man this is a doozy I'm truly the one u should follow and that's what I know
all the way into the abyss
sip and fellowship with me over this
such a beautiful sight, its gone be one hell of a night.We don't die we multiply
let you light shine til ya die
I see through ego, but he don't know what we know. -
-
Came for your Calling [...]
[BIB035 - 18] - 0
- 2'23
- James Desmond [ASCAP], Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP], Louis Samuel Summervile [ASCAP]
- Urgent & percutant. Synthé & rythmique.
- percutant, inquiétant, paysage urbain, urbain, urgent [...]
Titre : Came for your Calling InstrumentalRéférence : BIB035 - 18Compositeur(s): James Desmond [ASCAP] - Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP] - Louis Samuel Summervile [ASCAP]LC : 50141Album: Hip Hop Vol. 2Editeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]When the sun falls and the nights rises, who do u run to
ya better pray for protection
bring darkness whenever I come through
we killing the old gods and facade's now
they tell me hades is where I'm bound
but I can't relate in a whole different lane, in the depths of the pit is where I'm found
Venus and Saturn lobe child
bit they winder why I'm so wild
and why I like my music so loud
its soul mane its the soul mane
melanin to the 9th power
on a soul plane, not a soul plain
in my crew and we came to devour
all fear mongering cowards.Injure ya mind when I enter, to help ya remember
just what ya came here for
ya calling call in
we living in the midst of
a bunch of pretenders
with hidden agendas
the fallen the fallen.I bear the light not wrong and right but strictly neutral
I bear the fig the tree ok knowledge mighty fruitful
u stuck in the past its a new age we came tear it down
let it get in u the thoughts of freedom is a dangerous sound
and I got little bit Mo
than what u think I had in store
man this is a doozy I'm truly the one u should follow and that's what I know
all the way into the abyss
sip and fellowship with me over this
such a beautiful sight, its gone be one hell of a night.We don't die we multiply
let you light shine til ya die
I see through ego, but he don't know what we know. -
-
Wait no More
[BIB035 - 7] -
1
- 3'31
- James Desmond [ASCAP], Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP], Louis Samuel Summervile [ASCAP]
- Paroles [...] Conquérant & déterminé. Synthé, chanteur & rythmique.
- chanteur , déterminé, drame social, obstiné, percutant [...]
Titre : Wait no MoreRéférence : BIB035 - 7Compositeur(s): James Desmond [ASCAP] - Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP] - Louis Samuel Summervile [ASCAP]Auteur(s) : Louis Samuel SummervileLC : 50141Album: Hip Hop Vol. 2Editeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]I’m on that otherNo other with a flow like himPoisonous style, that’s the reason they don’t bite himNo TitanI’m more like a Lyken writingStrive em like triton my spider sense are quiet enticingWhen I’m in the booth it’s curtainsWhen I’m in the streets, its loveI’m simply doing what I doGiving the people what they wantSo eclecticEsotericShock them like my soul is electricThe west coast cherish my expertiseThis sound is astounding, got them bouncing like trampolinesTell me who aint feeling meI show you a haterIt’s either that or I’m the type of artist they afraid ofYo momma warned ya about those monsters under the bedNow I’m hereThis time we come in peace and that’s to reverse your fearSerious as the DoGodOriginal son of the SunI’m shinning bright in yo livesAnd since I’m in the image of it, leave them like oh my godI’m tryin find something to feelBut I can’t relate cuz I’m realIt’s what the people been waiting forI couldn’t make them wait no moreI grind seven circles round them until they dizzyBy the way my project sellYa’ll can tell I’ve been getting busyIt’s time to separate the artist from crooksSpeaking of truths that can’t be found within the ink of a bookYou only intelligent artificially, we for realI’m way to ill with skill and I be writing songs they can feelI saw the format and said F itI’m working for selfNever let another provide your definition for wealthThis is deeper than rapWe teaching life lessonsMathematic habits, addicts for progressPutting the paper in proper context…The older new, the newer the olderDon’t really matterWe toast to the truthLive and breathing, DOB from the Beach thoughI’m planting seeds to eventually see all my trees growAnd for I let you out of schoolI need to know you found the toolsTo build your pyramid, word to my brotha Howard HughesLOTLAI had to give it to them rawYa’ll making my city look badWith yo basic a** flowYou gang bangingThat’s oldWhere your bars at?Gotta check your car faxYou ain’t official with this rap shitBecause if it ain’t jewels, clothes or ratchetsYou lostI was born and breed for thisYou can tell I’m a specialist?With this microphone excellencePessimistic got my blessednessYour hood stripes don’t qualify you to represent thisAint the land of the zebrasMore likeShock the achieversNo, this is not the arena for your ego and prideWe pry open hearts to see if any eagles inside…I got this juiceWith orange…in the boothMan all of you rapper boofAnd until you prove otherwiseJust give credit where it is dueMany have tried and failedThey still aint F’in with LouDucking the truth like Catholic priestLyrically I show cyphers what a disaster beIt’s a masterpiece. -
-
Wait no More Instrumental
[BIB035 - 19] - 0
- 3'31
- James Desmond [ASCAP], Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP], Louis Samuel Summervile [ASCAP]
- Conquérant & déterminé. Synthé & rythmique.
- déterminé, drame social, obstiné, percutant, urbain [...]
Titre : Wait no More InstrumentalRéférence : BIB035 - 19Compositeur(s): James Desmond [ASCAP] - Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP] - Louis Samuel Summervile [ASCAP]LC : 50141Album: Hip Hop Vol. 2Editeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]I’m on that otherNo other with a flow like himPoisonous style, that’s the reason they don’t bite himNo TitanI’m more like a Lyken writingStrive em like triton my spider sense are quiet enticingWhen I’m in the booth it’s curtainsWhen I’m in the streets, its loveI’m simply doing what I doGiving the people what they wantSo eclecticEsotericShock them like my soul is electricThe west coast cherish my expertiseThis sound is astounding, got them bouncing like trampolinesTell me who aint feeling meI show you a haterIt’s either that or I’m the type of artist they afraid ofYo momma warned ya about those monsters under the bedNow I’m hereThis time we come in peace and that’s to reverse your fearSerious as the DoGodOriginal son of the SunI’m shinning bright in yo livesAnd since I’m in the image of it, leave them like oh my godI’m tryin find something to feelBut I can’t relate cuz I’m realIt’s what the people been waiting forI couldn’t make them wait no moreI grind seven circles round them until they dizzyBy the way my project sellYa’ll can tell I’ve been getting busyIt’s time to separate the artist from crooksSpeaking of truths that can’t be found within the ink of a bookYou only intelligent artificially, we for realI’m way to ill with skill and I be writing songs they can feelI saw the format and said F itI’m working for selfNever let another provide your definition for wealthThis is deeper than rapWe teaching life lessonsMathematic habits, addicts for progressPutting the paper in proper context…The older new, the newer the olderDon’t really matterWe toast to the truthLive and breathing, DOB from the Beach thoughI’m planting seeds to eventually see all my trees growAnd for I let you out of schoolI need to know you found the toolsTo build your pyramid, word to my brotha Howard HughesLOTLAI had to give it to them rawYa’ll making my city look badWith yo basic a** flowYou gang bangingThat’s oldWhere your bars at?Gotta check your car faxYou ain’t official with this rap shitBecause if it ain’t jewels, clothes or ratchetsYou lostI was born and breed for thisYou can tell I’m a specialist?With this microphone excellencePessimistic got my blessednessYour hood stripes don’t qualify you to represent thisAint the land of the zebrasMore likeShock the achieversNo, this is not the arena for your ego and prideWe pry open hearts to see if any eagles inside…I got this juiceWith orange…in the boothMan all of you rapper boofAnd until you prove otherwiseJust give credit where it is dueMany have tried and failedThey still aint F’in with LouDucking the truth like Catholic priestLyrically I show cyphers what a disaster beIt’s a masterpiece. -
-
On a Mission
[BIB035 - 8] - 0
- 2'35
- Ty Frankel [BMI]
- Exaltant & rythmé. Synthé & rythmique.
- déterminé, obstiné, urbain, exaltant, paysage urbain [...]
Titre : On a MissionRéférence : BIB035 - 8Compositeur(s): Ty Frankel [BMI]LC : 50141Album: Hip Hop Vol. 2Editeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]I’m on that otherNo other with a flow like himPoisonous style, that’s the reason they don’t bite himNo TitanI’m more like a Lyken writingStrive em like triton my spider sense are quiet enticingWhen I’m in the booth it’s curtainsWhen I’m in the streets, its loveI’m simply doing what I doGiving the people what they wantSo eclecticEsotericShock them like my soul is electricThe west coast cherish my expertiseThis sound is astounding, got them bouncing like trampolinesTell me who aint feeling meI show you a haterIt’s either that or I’m the type of artist they afraid ofYo momma warned ya about those monsters under the bedNow I’m hereThis time we come in peace and that’s to reverse your fearSerious as the DoGodOriginal son of the SunI’m shinning bright in yo livesAnd since I’m in the image of it, leave them like oh my godI’m tryin find something to feelBut I can’t relate cuz I’m realIt’s what the people been waiting forI couldn’t make them wait no moreI grind seven circles round them until they dizzyBy the way my project sellYa’ll can tell I’ve been getting busyIt’s time to separate the artist from crooksSpeaking of truths that can’t be found within the ink of a bookYou only intelligent artificially, we for realI’m way to ill with skill and I be writing songs they can feelI saw the format and said F itI’m working for selfNever let another provide your definition for wealthThis is deeper than rapWe teaching life lessonsMathematic habits, addicts for progressPutting the paper in proper context…The older new, the newer the olderDon’t really matterWe toast to the truthLive and breathing, DOB from the Beach thoughI’m planting seeds to eventually see all my trees growAnd for I let you out of schoolI need to know you found the toolsTo build your pyramid, word to my brotha Howard HughesLOTLAI had to give it to them rawYa’ll making my city look badWith yo basic a** flowYou gang bangingThat’s oldWhere your bars at?Gotta check your car faxYou ain’t official with this rap shitBecause if it ain’t jewels, clothes or ratchetsYou lostI was born and breed for thisYou can tell I’m a specialist?With this microphone excellencePessimistic got my blessednessYour hood stripes don’t qualify you to represent thisAint the land of the zebrasMore likeShock the achieversNo, this is not the arena for your ego and prideWe pry open hearts to see if any eagles inside…I got this juiceWith orange…in the boothMan all of you rapper boofAnd until you prove otherwiseJust give credit where it is dueMany have tried and failedThey still aint F’in with LouDucking the truth like Catholic priestLyrically I show cyphers what a disaster beIt’s a masterpiece. -
-
Keep it on the Low
[BIB035 - 9] -
1
- 2'13
- James Desmond [ASCAP], Robert Grant [ASCAP], Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP]
- Paroles [...] Energique & massif. Synthé, chanteur & rythmique.
- urbain, attitude, chanteur , drame social, obstiné [...]
Titre : Keep it on the LowRéférence : BIB035 - 9Compositeur(s): James Desmond [ASCAP] - Robert Grant [ASCAP] - Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP]Auteur(s) : Robert GrantLC : 50141Album: Hip Hop Vol. 2Editeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]I never told a lie I never told a soul bad boys move in silence keep it on low
I never told a lie I never told a soul real recognize real in the hood ya know
Keep it on the low keep keep keep it on the low
Keep it on the low keep keep keep it on the low
Seen a lota come seen a lota go you can look me in my eyes and still see me soul
still so cold make it snow like the north pole heavy weight i still hold that title
young g look up to me american Idol sea crest pushing that work over boat
I'm royalty sipping that crown royal and we know these hoes ain't loyal
I never told a lie I never told a soul bad boys move in silence keep it on low
I never told a lie I never told a soul real recognize real in the hood ya know
Keep it on the low keep keep keep it on the low
Keep it on the low keep keep keep it on the low -
-
Keep it on the Low [...]
[BIB035 - 20] - 0
- 2'13
- James Desmond [ASCAP], Robert Grant [ASCAP], Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP]
- Energique & massif. Synthé & rythmique.
- urbain, attitude, drame social, obstiné, percutant [...]
Titre : Keep it on the Low InstrumentalRéférence : BIB035 - 20Compositeur(s): James Desmond [ASCAP] - Robert Grant [ASCAP] - Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP]LC : 50141Album: Hip Hop Vol. 2Editeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]I never told a lie I never told a soul bad boys move in silence keep it on low
I never told a lie I never told a soul real recognize real in the hood ya know
Keep it on the low keep keep keep it on the low
Keep it on the low keep keep keep it on the low
Seen a lota come seen a lota go you can look me in my eyes and still see me soul
still so cold make it snow like the north pole heavy weight i still hold that title
young g look up to me american Idol sea crest pushing that work over boat
I'm royalty sipping that crown royal and we know these hoes ain't loyal
I never told a lie I never told a soul bad boys move in silence keep it on low
I never told a lie I never told a soul real recognize real in the hood ya know
Keep it on the low keep keep keep it on the low
Keep it on the low keep keep keep it on the low -
-
How you Feel
[BIB035 - 10] -
1
- 3'00
- James Desmond [ASCAP], Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP], Vernon Rayvaughn [ASCAP], Louis Samuel Summervile [ASCAP]
- Paroles [...] Groovy & sérieux. Synthé, chanteur & rythmique.
- drame social, déterminé, obstiné, paysage urbain, rap [...]
Titre : How you FeelRéférence : BIB035 - 10Compositeur(s): James Desmond [ASCAP] - Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP] - Vernon Rayvaughn [ASCAP] - Louis Samuel Summervile [ASCAP]Auteur(s) : Louis Samuel SummervileLC : 50141Album: Hip Hop Vol. 2Editeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]Truth be told this rap game is mundane
as public education, where they dumb the babies,
and the teachers play around, with the future of a god forsaken nation
I know, don’t nobody wanna hear about that, they rather I close a book and take it back to the trap
I know I’m playin with danger, got me feelin like baby Jesus in the manger
so I make bangers to get them devils up off me
kill em slow, mastered my craft this life fell like I done lived it before
so how i end up at the liquor store again
playin with temptation and it always win in the end
then i end up thinking about the women i players and shoulda did better
its a cold world when karma come around, now I’m mobbing the streets in this weather with a thin sweaterHow you feel about it/ how you feel about her
Gotta let her know 2xI promise I’m in tune, ya’ll the ones trippin
I drop jewel for the goons and the ones living
addicted to that silver spoon out there in the suburbs
where the grass is always green, not the lawn the herb
the ones who realize silence is consent
and honest bout the politics within
the land of the free been thuggin
how u think they at the top
and every pastor got himself a BenzWhere the passion where the struggle where yo story at
where to hustle where yo grind where yo money at?
did u pay dues or did ya let ya self get used for propaganda to guarantee u don’t lose
so many questions, not enough time to answer
is it really a choice tween broke and buying a phantom
not for the kids in the ghetto
down the street from the kids learning cello
wondering where what they eat tonight
too many syrup sandwiches ya’ll think and why they aint thinking right. -
-
How you Feel Instrumental
[BIB035 - 21] - 0
- 3'00
- James Desmond [ASCAP], Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP], Vernon Rayvaughn [ASCAP], Louis Samuel Summervile [ASCAP]
- Groovy & sérieux. Synthé, chanteur & rythmique.
- drame social, déterminé, obstiné, paysage urbain, rigoureux [...]
Titre : How you Feel InstrumentalRéférence : BIB035 - 21Compositeur(s): James Desmond [ASCAP] - Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP] - Vernon Rayvaughn [ASCAP] - Louis Samuel Summervile [ASCAP]LC : 50141Album: Hip Hop Vol. 2Editeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]Truth be told this rap game is mundane
as public education, where they dumb the babies,
and the teachers play around, with the future of a god forsaken nation
I know, don’t nobody wanna hear about that, they rather I close a book and take it back to the trap
I know I’m playin with danger, got me feelin like baby Jesus in the manger
so I make bangers to get them devils up off me
kill em slow, mastered my craft this life fell like I done lived it before
so how i end up at the liquor store again
playin with temptation and it always win in the end
then i end up thinking about the women i players and shoulda did better
its a cold world when karma come around, now I’m mobbing the streets in this weather with a thin sweaterHow you feel about it/ how you feel about her
Gotta let her know 2xI promise I’m in tune, ya’ll the ones trippin
I drop jewel for the goons and the ones living
addicted to that silver spoon out there in the suburbs
where the grass is always green, not the lawn the herb
the ones who realize silence is consent
and honest bout the politics within
the land of the free been thuggin
how u think they at the top
and every pastor got himself a BenzWhere the passion where the struggle where yo story at
where to hustle where yo grind where yo money at?
did u pay dues or did ya let ya self get used for propaganda to guarantee u don’t lose
so many questions, not enough time to answer
is it really a choice tween broke and buying a phantom
not for the kids in the ghetto
down the street from the kids learning cello
wondering where what they eat tonight
too many syrup sandwiches ya’ll think and why they aint thinking right. -
-
Dur Dur
[BIB035 - 11] - 0
- 2'58
- Ty Frankel [BMI]
- Inquiétant & nerveux. Guitare électrique, synthé & rythmique.
- obstiné, inexorable, inquiétant, urbain, fx saturation [...]
Titre : Dur DurRéférence : BIB035 - 11Compositeur(s): Ty Frankel [BMI]LC : 50141Album: Hip Hop Vol. 2Editeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]Truth be told this rap game is mundane
as public education, where they dumb the babies,
and the teachers play around, with the future of a god forsaken nation
I know, don’t nobody wanna hear about that, they rather I close a book and take it back to the trap
I know I’m playin with danger, got me feelin like baby Jesus in the manger
so I make bangers to get them devils up off me
kill em slow, mastered my craft this life fell like I done lived it before
so how i end up at the liquor store again
playin with temptation and it always win in the end
then i end up thinking about the women i players and shoulda did better
its a cold world when karma come around, now I’m mobbing the streets in this weather with a thin sweaterHow you feel about it/ how you feel about her
Gotta let her know 2xI promise I’m in tune, ya’ll the ones trippin
I drop jewel for the goons and the ones living
addicted to that silver spoon out there in the suburbs
where the grass is always green, not the lawn the herb
the ones who realize silence is consent
and honest bout the politics within
the land of the free been thuggin
how u think they at the top
and every pastor got himself a BenzWhere the passion where the struggle where yo story at
where to hustle where yo grind where yo money at?
did u pay dues or did ya let ya self get used for propaganda to guarantee u don’t lose
so many questions, not enough time to answer
is it really a choice tween broke and buying a phantom
not for the kids in the ghetto
down the street from the kids learning cello
wondering where what they eat tonight
too many syrup sandwiches ya’ll think and why they aint thinking right. -
-
Charismatic in Traffic
[BIB035 - 12] - 0
- 2'50
- Ty Frankel [BMI]
- Dynamique & appuyé. Synthé & rythmique.
- exaltant, lourd, paysage urbain, urbain, catchy [...]
Titre : Charismatic in TrafficRéférence : BIB035 - 12Compositeur(s): Ty Frankel [BMI]LC : 50141Album: Hip Hop Vol. 2Editeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]Truth be told this rap game is mundane
as public education, where they dumb the babies,
and the teachers play around, with the future of a god forsaken nation
I know, don’t nobody wanna hear about that, they rather I close a book and take it back to the trap
I know I’m playin with danger, got me feelin like baby Jesus in the manger
so I make bangers to get them devils up off me
kill em slow, mastered my craft this life fell like I done lived it before
so how i end up at the liquor store again
playin with temptation and it always win in the end
then i end up thinking about the women i players and shoulda did better
its a cold world when karma come around, now I’m mobbing the streets in this weather with a thin sweaterHow you feel about it/ how you feel about her
Gotta let her know 2xI promise I’m in tune, ya’ll the ones trippin
I drop jewel for the goons and the ones living
addicted to that silver spoon out there in the suburbs
where the grass is always green, not the lawn the herb
the ones who realize silence is consent
and honest bout the politics within
the land of the free been thuggin
how u think they at the top
and every pastor got himself a BenzWhere the passion where the struggle where yo story at
where to hustle where yo grind where yo money at?
did u pay dues or did ya let ya self get used for propaganda to guarantee u don’t lose
so many questions, not enough time to answer
is it really a choice tween broke and buying a phantom
not for the kids in the ghetto
down the street from the kids learning cello
wondering where what they eat tonight
too many syrup sandwiches ya’ll think and why they aint thinking right. -
-
Call you Over
[BIB035 - 13] -
1
- 2'20
- James Desmond [ASCAP], Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP], Jeremy Remington [BMI]
- Paroles [...] Funky & enflammé. Guitare électrique, chanteur & rythmique.
- R' & B', chanteur , urbain, déterminé, exaltant [...]
Titre : Call you OverRéférence : BIB035 - 13Compositeur(s): James Desmond [ASCAP] - Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP] - Jeremy Remington [BMI]Auteur(s) : Desmond CopelandLC : 50141Album: Hip Hop Vol. 2Editeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]When I'm next to you
I feel such a thrill
When you touch me I'm free
I'm freeI want to call you over
I need you by my side
I want to call you over
When I'm with you everything is alright.When I'm next to you
I feel such a thrill
When you touch me I'm free
I'm freeI want to call you over
I need you by my side
I want to call you over
When I'm with you everything is alright.I want to call you over
You better answer my phone call
Lucky like a four leaf clover
I see you in a long while
Come to my crib
Come to my house with you staying or I can take you out
I need you here I need you by my side
You’re my ride or die so lets ride.When I'm next to you
I feel such a thrill
When you touch me I'm free
I'm freeI wanna call you over
I need to look right in your eyes
I wanna call you over
Girl you make my nature riseWhen I'm next to you
I feel such a thrill
When you touch me I'm free
I'm freeI wanna call you over
-
-
Call you Over Instrumental
[BIB035 - 22] - 0
- 2'20
- James Desmond [ASCAP], Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP], Jeremy Remington [BMI]
- Funky & enflammé. Guitare électrique & rythmique.
- festif, urbain, déterminé, exaltant, people [...]
Titre : Call you Over InstrumentalRéférence : BIB035 - 22Compositeur(s): James Desmond [ASCAP] - Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP] - Jeremy Remington [BMI]LC : 50141Album: Hip Hop Vol. 2Editeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]When I'm next to you
I feel such a thrill
When you touch me I'm free
I'm freeI want to call you over
I need you by my side
I want to call you over
When I'm with you everything is alright.When I'm next to you
I feel such a thrill
When you touch me I'm free
I'm freeI want to call you over
I need you by my side
I want to call you over
When I'm with you everything is alright.I want to call you over
You better answer my phone call
Lucky like a four leaf clover
I see you in a long while
Come to my crib
Come to my house with you staying or I can take you out
I need you here I need you by my side
You’re my ride or die so lets ride.When I'm next to you
I feel such a thrill
When you touch me I'm free
I'm freeI wanna call you over
I need to look right in your eyes
I wanna call you over
Girl you make my nature riseWhen I'm next to you
I feel such a thrill
When you touch me I'm free
I'm freeI wanna call you over
-
-
Xylo
[BIB035 - 14] - 0
- 2'10
- Daniel Gardner [PRS]
- Cyclique & interrogatif. Synthé & rythmique.
- obstiné, interrogatif, urbain, déterminé, mystérieux [...]
Titre : XyloRéférence : BIB035 - 14Compositeur(s): Daniel Gardner [PRS]LC : 50141Album: Hip Hop Vol. 2Editeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]When I'm next to you
I feel such a thrill
When you touch me I'm free
I'm freeI want to call you over
I need you by my side
I want to call you over
When I'm with you everything is alright.When I'm next to you
I feel such a thrill
When you touch me I'm free
I'm freeI want to call you over
I need you by my side
I want to call you over
When I'm with you everything is alright.I want to call you over
You better answer my phone call
Lucky like a four leaf clover
I see you in a long while
Come to my crib
Come to my house with you staying or I can take you out
I need you here I need you by my side
You’re my ride or die so lets ride.When I'm next to you
I feel such a thrill
When you touch me I'm free
I'm freeI wanna call you over
I need to look right in your eyes
I wanna call you over
Girl you make my nature riseWhen I'm next to you
I feel such a thrill
When you touch me I'm free
I'm freeI wanna call you over