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Verse 1
Their best rhymes bore me
like a bed time story
accept my warning
or the headline’s gory
they rose like a flower
got exposed without a shower
dove like Tony
with his nose in the powder
i try to be humble
don’t do a lot of yelling
always been quick to admit
i’m not a felon
but i done did dirt
without caring who saw
push me to the limit
i’ll be down to do more
not everybody
from the the hood is hard
game of spades
only one of the ways
they may pull ya card
strong survive on the boulevard
got my 300 pounds
doing rounds on the pull up bar
people talking
to me thats a luxury
i only talk when
i got a mic in front of me
so if its time to move
i’m down to walk the route
in the end
its action that people talk about
Hook
Hurt me and you wont find mercy in the moment
a master only clash with the worthiest opponent
i form a solid stance like a thousand ants
cross me there is not a chance for an olive branch
Verse 2
Scripture
my lyrics are the pictures
of a spirit
supermodel misses
hoppin outta Honda civics
a minute in the trenches
like a midget losing inches
costly
life is a B word
bossy
ain’t no choice
but to live it to the fullest
either take a shot
or you fittin to get some bullets
world break a man
just to make him take a stand
try to make the band
and just play into they hands
be on a hot block cold chillin
cop a squat
watch the plot
thicken like an old villain
jun and giallo
like Pablo and Gustavo
getting too old for beef
you got falafel?
battle scar as my avatar
rather eat cheap caviar
at a salad bar than rap with y'all
putting up walls as they crumbling around you
winner take all
and the scoundrels got they mouth full
Hook 2
Hurt me and you wont find mercy in the moment
a master only clash with the worthiest opponent
i form a solid stance like a thousand ants
cross me there is not a chance for an olive branch
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96 97
02:25
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Take it Back
02:38
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Verse 1
Think of Brooklyn in the 80s
when i’m looking at the babies
wasn’t just the rappers
that was pushing a Mercedes
brothers doing dirt
while the government encouraged it
i ain’t never seen fiends
beam up to the mothership
but had to accept the after effect
of what crack did to families
the savage neglect
some of my brothers came from hell
they raised themselves
seem like jail
the only way that they’d excel
but we so much more
what they loathe us for
get denied loans
when we try to own one store
in a neighborhood thats disappearing
made it good
when your parent wanted no way near it
now they would
for their good kid to inherit
how could
they forget
they don’t deserve the merit
they never earned the credit
never signed up in that
school of hard knocks
better leave the diamonds
and the jewels for the hard rocks
Hook
Back when the Panthers took back the block
as the world burns we turn back the clock
back when the cops were backing out the glock
they still doing that Black kids are getting shot
back when the crack was flooding the black top
as the world burns we turn back the clock
back when the glocks would pop when it was hot
they still doing that Black men are getting got
Verse 2
Tallest in my little league
thought i’d make it really big
before i ran with y'all had to crawl
like a millipede
took forever for me
to get my first hit
young Hispanic pitcher
grillin like i wasn’t worth spit
just knew he would strike me out
final count
cocked the bat back
swung harder than a Tyson bout
hit the ball so hard
almost forgot to run
stopped in shock
knowing my pop
was watching his son
in that moment wasn’t nothing
i couldn't become
nowadays i think about
what i shouldn’t have done
wasting sacred time
ain’t a favorite trait of mine
even Puff had to find
another way to Shine
so when i look back
i see cooked crack
Nicky Barnes Harlem
dope lines for good smack
2 million incarcerated
what would be the odds i made it
ain’t a game of cards we playing
i’m saying we conversating
Hook 2
Back when the Panthers took back the block
as the world burns we turn back the clock
back when the cops were backing out the glock
they still doing that Black kids are getting shot
Back when the crack was flooding the black top
as the world burns we turn back the clock
back when the glocks would pop when it was hot
they still doing that Black men are getting got
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Violent Knives
02:46
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Oh who me?
Ha… my name junMaf*ckn
Verse 1
Pretty certain
I’m looking like a silly person
do this at my leisure
like its really working
money dwindling
you be switching lanes
without signaling
and i ain’t got the kinda time
for mingling
feeling like there last jazz player
still trying to figure out
why you mad hater?
thats a sad state of affairs
and we aging in years
took stock early
glad i traded my shares
doo wopping
while ya new boo crew hopping
whippersnapper
you should
let me take you shoe shopping
if you lucky
might ca even get this money
think you ca turn 10 to 20
in a hurry?
general generator
genuine draft
in a pissy elevator
i developed my craft
dipped through housing all year
when the crowd is all there
but its weird
seeing kids
with the thousand yard stare
somebody lied to me
or i need a lobotomy
all that concentrated poverty
nobody hit the lottery?
back in the day
my favorite game was Monopoly
now my best bet’s a shopping spree
at The Dollar Tree?
cold out here hope you got yo heat
cats quick to get salty its not so sweet
like a porcupine spine
you cannot hold me
been in the street too long
know where the pot holes be
Nah mean that was just a little taste
but you don’t feel me though
oh word?
Verse 2
Battle whoever
we not compatible fella
irritated by your existence
like grammatical errors
in my most passionate letters
dipped in old pics
immaculate leathers
but we was amateurs
at handing pressure
live with resent
get when given respect
and repent when i meant
a threat that i regret
and yet i’m very satisfied
if i had to actualize
battle cries
make that saddle crackle
till the cattle dies
lotta cheeba
let it burn like gonorrhea
long its the sound
of that loud onomatopoeia
give a fever to a nonbeliever
and grab the mic
with the same calm demeanor
used to palm the heater
men of glory in my territory
from 40 to Baisley
so many storied
shorties came before me
my game was corny
ladies they’d ignore me
till one day thinking
if i could make em horny
maybe then they’d adore me
started early
i was Charlie Murphy
Bob was Eddie
my brother said
i was very spoiled
my Tom was Petty
i was born with a big body
my arms been heavy
always admired the calm and deadly
when they wanted plenty
and got it rocking
till shit is popping
with different options
and we glowing like Jesse Owens
with Hitler watching
my committee
made the inner city pretty
running with kids
who bumped Biggie
when he was skinny
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Asphixiation
02:15
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junclassic Queens, New York
junclassic is NOT Your average emcee. His voice is striking, something between the weighted baritone of a Bigge Smalls coupled with the streetwise snarl of a Prodigy. He often speaks in daily life narratives, barely escaping the pitfalls of New York City. Refreshingly candid, jun highlights the emotional burdens of Afrocentric modernity, a middle-aged Black man trying to make it all make sense. ... more
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