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Pump Up The Love
03:43
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Here I Go
03:22
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Say Somethin
03:25
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I got a new flavor coffee, I got an old flavor rap
Equip the A1 tones to make too cool kids relax
b-boys hounding for the sounds
2015, my bank account was nowhere to be found, look at me now
hardcore composer, 4 to the floor
spinnin' glitterin' sunny shores, worry never no more
promoters score off me, lab rats want the cheese, flip your expectations with ease oh please
You say you're making big moves, adjust my aim by degrees
I see you breaking the rules, before you know what they be
I'll see you taken for rides, while I am given the keys
Only success loves to hide, while failure wants to be seen
But I won't give it the pleasure, I'm rising measure by measure
I'm making money by minutes but keeping grip on my tether
I'm whippin the competition collecting more hearts than castlevania
hit me to catch the jet set mania
If you feel it and you like the sound
Say somethin say somethin
People bring it a little closer now
Say somethin say somethin
Heart warm with a cold style
Say somethin say somethin
Transform then we roll out
Say somethin say somethin
When you see me in the streets say
Say somethin say somethin
If you like the fresh beats
Pay somethin pay somethin
New ideas each and every day
They somethin they somethin
Aaaay~
I know they gonna say something bout how I'm rappin again
Most that grab my album don't know how I be grabbin the pen
I come and stab em again, they can't get mad at the kid,
just go look at what I did, put back the grind in your skid
It's just the biz, money talks I only listen when I spend just to live,
then I go and make it all back again
With millennial friends, celebrate the last days
raise hell and grab praise through a love drunk haze
I feel I'm falling, but the music props me up in ways
Haters calling, but the lovers lop it up, I just sway
and sashay to the timing of the beat and perfect lines
bass correcting my spine
this is the only divine, I'll take my time
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Old To The New
03:24
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Reach Out
02:35
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24 Hour Party People
04:30
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24 Hour Party People
don't sleep don't drink don't eat like we do
I'll leave you be if you leave me be too
But I can't reach you, when you need to
Get in trouble, you just wanna get in trouble
do the hustle, everybody do the hustle
Get in trouble, you just wanna get in trouble
do the hustle, everybody do the hustle
My modus operandi don't involve ganja booze or beer
party favors after shows, dressing rooms full of those
players looking to propose a toast nope
I been around the world but like my bedroom the most
though you know I won't go away
I got the golden voice even a ventriloquist couldn't throw away
I need understanding, my presence is demanding
buy some merch and maybe I can spend it on a stand-in
1 Mello, cuz the 2 is seeing double
after about 3 drinks so b4 I get into trouble
slap you 5 and grab a taxi, don't even have to ask me
if I'm tired y'all stay wired like old telephones
I need my time alone in my home, create my zone
prone cuddlin' with an old movie on and I'm gone
so if you callin' me to come back to the streets and get freaked
please I ain't even trying to compete
24 Hour Party People
don't sleep don't drink don't eat like we do
I'll leave you be if you leave me be too
But I can't reach you, when you need to
Get in trouble, you just wanna get in trouble
do the hustle, everybody do the hustle
Get in trouble, you just wanna get in trouble
do the hustle, everybody do the hustle
You gotta understand
I wish I could live like you
But I can't be your man
Don't bet on intuition
Just understand
You know I really like you
but I must have a plan
don't thrive on inhibition
My oh my it's 3:04, and partner why oh why are you calling me for
I thought I was understood, I'm so good on that club shit,
don't care how the club's lit, I just make the club hits
Spitting on the introverted tip, flex that I
don't return texts and I don't throw fits
It is said, it is writ, like your name on an
every night check for the beers and tips
My tips are reaching out, I want my own apartment
My life is halfway over and it ain't even started
My new rap name is young tragedy
this ain't the way it had to be, I'm plottin on a magic seed
Please intercede if you see people stopping me
asking how do I make this sound or giving me demo CDs
Trying to get me to smoke weed and watch their TVs
Can we have all interactions through email please
24 Hour Party People
don't sleep don't drink don't eat like we do
I'll leave you be if you leave me be too
But I can't reach you, when you need to
Get in trouble, you just wanna get in trouble
do the hustle, everybody do the hustle
Get in trouble, you just wanna get in trouble
do the hustle, everybody do the hustle
You gotta understand
I wish I could live like you
But I can't be your man
Don't bet on intuition
Just understand
You know I really like you
but I must have a plan
don't thrive on inhibition
Party people wanna dance with me
like they ain't know there's no chance for me huh huuuuh
Please don't let it stop
when they don't know what I'm not oh oh oh oh
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Diggin It Baby
01:52
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Getaway
03:11
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Benten-cho Boogie
03:16
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Rock The Beat!!
03:48
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On the mic with the lyrical weapons
let it bang just to keep y'all steppin
Tokyo-to is the city I'm reppin
art and music collab intersection
Bring it on if you think you can hang
but if not then let me ease your pain
got a lotta years on my belt so my passion is felt
and it's living through the things that I sang
they want me to come and come off the mic stay silent shut up
If they cut off my tongue then the records I'll cut up
If they cut off my hands then I'll use my feet
Kick the beat, rock the beat, flip the beat
Live the beat, master and give the beat
hit the street, spin wheels make connects and sleep
Which is something I ain't had all week, I'm all weak
cold bleak but you know it's that heat when I speak
The streets are filled with blood
we're running out of options
the rich are in their houses
we're gonna buy their coffins
I wish I knew my future
I dream about it often
I sharpen weapons, softly
From now there ain't no stoppin
Rock the fucking beat
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Poison Jam
03:11
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My first draft is better than your last draft
Rappin like a vampire wrapped in a black sash
All blood everything blood red adidas
color coordinated know the jam when you see us
flying down the hills on the wheels of steel
Jet Set blades on parade in the shade
I'm the type of cat you can't spot in a mirror
only talk to girls that dress just like vampira
She got mascara, we got masks that scare ya crew
Claws that tear ya crew, eyes that glare at you
it's all about blood flow no love, GGs wet em
street's hell on your knees you learn to say please better
Come to Benten boys, come to Kogane-cho
and bring your radio, we always ready to go
You know you better get, all two of your boys then
that's right I don't spit fire I spit poison
Poison, from the can in my hand
Ay ay ay down to die for the jam I spit
Poison, from the can in my hand
Ay ay ay down to die for the jam I spit
Poison, from the can in my hand
Ay ay ay down to die for the jam I spit
Poison, from the can in my hand
Ay ay ay down to die for the jam
I got a lumpy face, my hair is scraggly
I'm all lonely, nobody wants me
'cept for the other monsters, we doing monster things
run your block, cop bones like chicken wing
Spot me watchin' Nosferatu on loop
Amygdala-destroying enigma yeah that's poison
Rokkaku catch more bodies than chainsaw massacre
if we ever workin' together then that's the factor
me and my baby on the graveyard steps
always rock matching ice after a blood sacrifice
Parlay with gang action to reclaim our rep
should spray with the same passion that you pray for death
Don't need chemical fix for my maniacal tricks
420 can spark in hell, give me 666
So if you wanna get with this, form up join hands
get a knife share blood and give your life to the jam
Poison, from the can in my hand
Ay ay ay down to die for the jam I spit
Poison, from the can in my hand
Ay ay ay down to die for the jam I spit
Poison, from the can in my hand
Ay ay ay down to die for the jam I spit
Poison, from the can in my hand
Ay ay ay down to die for the jam
You can't grind away on rails that are soaked with your own blood
Poison Jam, casting a shadow over your neighborhood
Rokkaku wants to gentrify, we just want to petrify
Echo-locate like bats, split you like an ax with the rap
spit a spell in a salt circle and shit,
got you shaking in your boots GG troop
Fright and terror, with the fresh Nike Airs you can't see in the mirror
See you in your nightmares
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BIG BEAST
06:00
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Ba-da-Ba
03:56
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