Dee-1: Psalms of David cover

Psalms of David mixtape is timeless, full of polished singles that drew us to loving Dee-1. His style of flow is unique, lyrics are engaging and the beats help him drive his message home. Sit back while Dee-1 provokes your trail of thought as he takes you on a journey through his eyes, not just on christianity but how he views the world.

Tracklisting & Lyrics:

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3′s Up

Intro:
One love, keep it real it all times, sometimes too real
And when you see them 3’s up
Man, you already know
Already know what that means (yeah, yeah)

Hook:
Now when you see them 3’s up you know what they represent
Be real, be righteous, be relevant (3x)
Now when you see them 3’s up you know what they represent
Be real, be righteous, be relevant (3x)

Verse 1:
I live it more than I talk it, walk it more than I bark it
Standing for something real so I made myself a target
Yelling “I HOPE THEY HEAR ME!!!”, well, I think they heard us
From those who flip burgers to the white-collar rich burglars
I got a purpose, it got the enemy nervous
But God gave me the stage, it’s a must that I flourish
Giving ‘em courage even when they discouraged
Me no feed ‘em lies, feed ‘em brain food- get ‘em nourished
It tastes so good, this go from my hood to yo’ hood
I’m up to greatness I’m up to no good
I coulda been rich, but that’s another story
I’m tryna do it in a way to bring my mother glory and bring my father honor
They call me Jeffrey Dahmer, eating wack rappers alive, I’m the hip hop piranha
And when I say wack, I don’t mean your rhymes wack
I mean your content sucks, I can’t co-sign that
Look at these mean mugs
Man everytime I come around everybody got these mean mugs
I be like “What’s up with these mean mugs?”
They be like “Dee, why smile? Man, you know how long it’s been since I seen love?”
10% of people live the life they dreamed of
The other 90 make the best with what they got
I don’t focus on the not the negative or the no
I just focus on the top, I gotta get it
Let’s go

Hook:
Now when you see them 3’s up you know what they represent
Be real, be righteous, be relevant (3x)
Now when you see them 3’s up you know what they represent
Be real, be righteous, be relevant (3x)

Verse 2:
Yo, see what I taught him in 6th grade, it set in by the 7th
He applied it by 8th so he was mature as a freshman
Then sophomore year he kinda got off track
His family problems had me thinking ‘bout adopting that cat
But I didn’t cuz I was going through some things of my own
I was inconsistent and we lost touch before long
Look, then two years later man I tell you no lie
I was walking on Canal when I ran into my guy
The teardrops under his eyes brought teardrops to my eyes
The teardrops under his eyes brought teardrops to my eyes, look
I took my hands and tried to wipe ‘em away
He said “Nah big brother, them there here to stay”
Hey, what you expect when you neglect an adolescent
That’s already a wreck from Compton to Tibet
We got the tender lives of these youngsters in our hands
And I know that I done dropped the ball before, man

Hook:
Now when you see them 3’s up you know what they represent
Be real, be righteous, be relevant (3x)
Now when you see them 3’s up you know what they represent
Be real, be righteous, be relevant (3x)

Verse 3:
Yo, I’m finna pour out my heart on the third verse please
My homie got a disease that’ll make most people…freeze
Or fall to they knees, you knows how it be’s
What kills most people he handles with ease
And when it comes to spiritual matters, we real different
We argue for hours, in the end we still feel different
See, I believe in God and he don’t so we don’t see eye to eye
But we won’t be blinded by the evil
That try to divide the people whose minds collide for peace so
We try to find equal ground to stand on
See God is love and love is God
So the love I show my man might guide him to God
Who woulda thought?
I’d rather be a walking testimony than a talking phony homie
But I’ll holla at you in the next song
Cuz right now, I’m too deep in the zone

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Only God Can Judge Me

Intro:
Yeah, hey man, hey man
You already know when you doing your thing
Cause you get these
These nobodies wanna, wanna say something bout you

Hook:
I say
Man they hate to see me win
Man they hate to see me win
Man they hate to see me win
They say look at me mister positive
He reppin for the streets
What’s a hater to a hero
Only god can judge me
And who are you, who are you, who are you
Who are you, who are you, who are you?

Verse 1:
Let’s go, people ain’t got no love no more
Especially where I’m from down here in no
Money short, so folks ain’t got a lot of dough
Everybody rep, tryina get they foot up in the door
Do a show, everybody in the club is a rapper
They not finna clap, they just finna stare at you
Man they so crabs in the bucket it’s a shame
So I had a plan, make my own lane
Then I came up in the game, let em know that I ain’t playing
Represent for it’s real, I wanna get …
Get them …say listen, I just wanted to explain
Boy I could have ended my whole career
No fear, new year, still here, still rising
Positive regardless …i keep it real
So even the streets riding, haaah, I’m a problem
The devil don’t take a day off, take a day off
So I can’t either, pick a side on this fight, in the spiritual world
And grab your heater
I got mine
But it don’t shoot bullets, it jot lines
So stop trying

Hook:
I say
Man they hate to see me win
Man they hate to see me win
Man they hate to see me win
They say look at me mister positive
He reppin for the streets
What’s a hater to a hero
Only god can judge me
And who are you, who are you, who are you
Who are you, who are you, who are you?

Verse 2:
You I just finished a tour, got another on deck
20 more shows man I’m so blessed
Riding to the bank gonna cash my checks
Think about should I text my ex
Then I get a call from somebody
Telling me that some mad rapper got beef with me
I don’t even know em, course I don’t owe them
Niggas tryina get on, I’m thinking kardashian owe them
Thanks for the info, I hang up the phone and went to see my kin folk
The secret to this life I’m living is simple
Stay focused on positive thoughts and the mental
Stay working, stay sharp as a number 2 pencil
Man I fit harder than coincidental
Do it for god, they love to hate you
Going sin, I’m naughty by nature
So I thank you, thank you to every single hater
That god got me, so I can’t fall

Hook:
I say
Man they hate to see me win
Man they hate to see me win
Man they hate to see me win
They say look at me mister positive
He reppin for the streets
What’s a hater to a hero
Only god can judge me
And who are you, who are you, who are you
Who are you, who are you, who are you?
You I just finished a tour, got another on deck
20 more shows man I’m so blessed
Riding to the bank gonna cash my checks
Riding to the bank gonna cash my checks
The devil don’t take a day off, take a day off
So I can’t either, pick a side on this fight, in the spiritual world
And grab your heater
I got mine
But it don’t shoot bullets, it draw lines
So stop trying.

Chorus (repeat x1)

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I’m not perfect (I’m a christian)

Intro:
One thing I learned about life is everybody can’t like you
And if they like you, what that really mean at the end of the day
You only gotta answer to one man
Better know who you are

Verse 1:
So tired, tired of ridin’ the fence
Feel like the Lord looking down like “Dee, I ain’t convinved.”
Uh-uh, it all hit me one night
What’s my purpose on this earth, I think I lost sight
Alright
It’s kinda hard to stay focused up in this game
So many bad influences be temptAnnotateing you to change
I know the people see I’m a positive dude on stage
But it’s a difference between being positive and being saved
Get deep with me, I’m in the room playin’ music for some industry folks
Whoo! I keep that heat with me
I feel like they could take me to the next level
Tryna impress ‘em and show ‘em my talent special
Look, the conversation turns religious
It’s so convenient to say ‘I believe in God.” and keep it real vague and not specific
Do I not wanna offend nobody?
Do I not wanna go in detail and risk ‘em talking crazy ’bout me?
Am I worried ’bout what’s convenient for me?
Am I disowning Christ before others, Matthew 10:33
Man, am I playing it safe as can be? No sir.
I’m not afraid to proudly claim my Christianity.

Chorus:
I’m a Christian
And that don’t think I mean I’m perfect, but I know I got a purpose that’s why I’m on my grind
I’m a Christian
Got God’s favor so I shine, my swag is divine, operating on His time
I’m a Christian
I can’t deny it, I can’t deny it, no need to hide it
I’m a Christian, wha- what, what, what?
I’m a Christian

Verse 2:
They ask am I a Christian rapper, a rapper that’s a Christian
More swag and more lyrics than your favorite rapper ‘cept I’m on a different mission
Unashamed disposition
Sanctified with a vision
Down to ride, I ain’t trippin’
Devil tryna catch me slippin’
Now I be on television, so all of the stakes risen’
Not gon’ die or go to prison, not a product of the system, nah
I’m rebellin’ and tellin’ my brethren that what the media yellin’ and sellin’ won’t get ‘em to heaven
No sir
Get deep with me
Jesus died for my sins on the cross, but this girl tryna sleep with me
Do I do it and satisfy my flesh? or make up some excuse like “Uh, I forgot the latex.”
Or do I man up and say “I can’t do it, cuz I ain’t tryna disobey the word of God.”
Am I scared I’m gon’ look foolish? Am I scared she gon’ make fun of me?
Not no more, cuz I’ll probably submit to this bible sitting in front of me.

Chorus:
I’m a Christian
And that don’t think I mean I’m perfect, but I know I got a purpose that’s why I’m on my grind
I’m a Christian
Got God’s favor so I shine, my swag is divine, operating on His time
I’m a Christian
I can’t deny it, I can’t deny it, no need to hide it
I’m a Christian, wha- what, what, what?
I’m a Christian

Verse 3:
Yo
This ain’t no court room, but everybody quick to judge
Can’t wait for me to slip so they can quickly pull the plug, it ain’t no love
They say I hang out with the thugs, if I recall right Jesus hung out with the thugs
Am I lyin’?
But it’s never just because
Know I’m really on my grind, Mark 2:17, yeah that be really on my mind
I’m relatable yet different, yes I walk that thin line
Most can’t but I can, it’s difficult but I’m trying
So I pray I affect those around me
I pray I influence the environments that surround me
I pray for all the people who judge me and who don’t get me
They hatred don’t affect me, they was never ridin’ with me
Ride with me in this tank, you ain’t safe up in your car
Spread the word, trending topic
Yeah, this a spiritual war
God’s army, satan’s army; tell me who you fightin’ for
Most don’t even know we fightin’ and that’s who I’m writing for
To englighten ya

Chorus:
I’m a Christian
And that don’t think I mean I’m perfect, but I know I got a purpose that’s why I’m on my grind
I’m a Christian
Got God’s favor so I shine, my swag is divine, operating on His time
I’m a Christian
I can’t deny it, I can’t deny it, no need to hide it
I’m a Christian, wha- what, what, what?
I’m a Christian

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Writer’s Block!

Verse 1

Chorus

Verse 2

Chorus

Verse 3

Chorus

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Work

Intro
[Dee-1]
Aight Aight Aight
Let’s Go Dawg
[Lecrae]
You know what it is

Hook:
[Dee-1: Hook]
I put in 50 applications, still can’t get no work
But homie on the boulevard he said he got that work
And shawty said come over, talkin bout she got that work
Huh, man I’m thinkin bout it, but that ain’t gone work
[Lecrae: Hook]
Hard times make the clock tick slow
Throw money at my sistas so they duck and get low
With poison in my cup, and yup I prolly sip slow
Guess that’s the way it is since I been workin 10-4
I got work

Verse 1:
[Dee-1]
(I hope they hear me)
It ain’t even bout the money
Cuz I ain’t ever had nothing
But they don’t wanna see me win just simply cuz of how high I’m comin’
I’m Dee-1, that mission, vision, molten fire spittin’ soldier
Liftin’ up New Orleans
Rippin’ up your cypher from the Oval Office
Presidential flow, im talkin (YEAHHHH)
I got that good
Landslide victory cuz (YEAHHH)
I got the hood
And havin’ faith is beautiful
But faith without works is dead
Call the preacher, book the funeral
Homie spend that business
See my hook for what it is
Oh you got ends, spend that business
Feed them dirty ghetto kids
(They had a gun to Jeezy head but I heard they let em live, why?)
Cuz dude remembered that I used to teach his kid
All work, no play, that’s scary
But yo, all play, no work
That’s deadly
Before I leave I gots to ask a question:
If you got God on yo’ side, why you stressin’?
Just work

Hook:
[Dee-1: Hook]
I put in 50 applications, still can’t get no work
But homie on the boulevard he said he got that work
And shawty said come over, talkin bout she got that work
Huh, man I’m thinkin bout it, but that ain’t gone work
[Lecrae: Hook]
Hard times make the clock tick slow
Throw money at my sistas so they duck and get low
With poison in my cup, and yup I prolly sip slow
Guess that’s the way it is since I been workin 10-4
I got work

Verse 2:
[Lecrae]
And if my lyrics too much
God is two times two much
And if I fail twice
Well, That is two times two much
Cuz every time I fail, you know I only fail God
And know he still accept you boy
I’m out here workin’ hard
Spiritually, I did that
Mentally, I killed that
Physically, it’s comin’ and I know where I’mma end at
Please let’s not pretend that
You know how to end that
Cycle in yo’ life that’s got you worryin where your ends at
I go where my ends at
I be dyin daily
The old me is dead, the new me’s pretty crazy
Religious folk confuse me, we on the same team
But I relate to buddy on the corner smokin’ green
So I be out there workin with em
(See I’m just tryna build)
But people wanna tear me down and tell me how to live
Man I’m workin
And listen, I ain’t got no time for haters
This game of life is hard, and I don’t love her
I’m a play her, look

Hook:
[Dee-1: Hook]
I put in 50 applications, still can’t get no work
But homie on the boulevard he said he got that work
And shawty said come over, talkin bout she got that work
Huh, man I’m thinkin bout it, but that ain’t gone work
[Lecrae: Hook]
Hard times make the clock tick slow
Throw money at my sistas so they duck and get low
With poison in my cup, and yup I prolly sip slow
Guess that’s the way it is since I been workin 10-4
I got work

Verse 3:
[Dee-1]
I seen a rich man cry
I asked that rich man why?
He told a rich man lie
Cuz he had rich man pride
I think his rich man ride
Went on a rich man trip
But when that rich man died…
[Lecrae]
His po’ soul wasn’t missed
And though he died with a lot
That rich man still died
Ain’t no escapin’ death
You know the cost of livin’ is high
He loved to stunt in the show
Now he got nothing to show
For the life that he was given…
[Dee-1]
But a crib and a boat
A typical story
‘Crae what you think ‘bout homie?
[Lecrae]
Lonely
He gained the world but he still lost his soul, Dee
[Dee-1]
Only 1 life to live but its over
[Lecrae]
Even if you die an owner
Your possessions might still own ya, Hol’ up
[Dee-1]
I hope you know you got a purpose and a mission
Homie didn’t
So I’m giving you this wisdom so that you don’t end up with him
[Lecrae]
Censors like being blind
Paralyzed, with no taste
Can’t smell the roses
They hear what we sayin’
We ain’t playin, Bro
We workin’

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D.a.v.i.d.A.n.d.G.o.l.i.a.t.h. ’13

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Hook:

Verse 2:

Hook:

Verse 3:

Hook:

Shut Up and Grind (#SUAG)

Intro:

Chorus:

Verse 1:

Chorus

Verse 2:

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Lord Help Me

Intro:

Chorus:

Verse 1:

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Jay, 50 and Weezy!

Intro:
Yea, so picture I had this dream right
That I walked into this office building
And the receptionist came downstairs and said:
”Dee-1, your party is ready upstairs.”
So I hop off the elevator, and I see Jay-Z, 50 Cent, and Lil Wayne
Sitting at a round table

I hope they hear meeeeee!

Verse 1:
What up Jay, what up Fif, what up Weezy, I’m Dee
I ’preciate yall for having this conversation with me
I know that I’m the brokest person in the room yo
But money don’t matter here, because I’m rich with ideas (Ooo!)
First off, I grew up listening to all of yall
From Tha Block is Hot to Get Rich to Blueprint, I bought it all
I paid twenty for Tha Block is Hot at Peaches, Wayne
And Hov I bought Volume 2 because I loved “Money Ain’t a Thang”
Fif, you had it locked in high school, huh
You’re the reason I stopped buying Ja Rule
But I graduated from that train of thought
So that’s why I’m here today, not to fuss but to talk
Here we go, look

Verse 2:
50: You’re a marketing genius and you’re stupid rich
Let’s come up with a scheme and give the game a super fix
I seen you slaughter the careers of other men
But they were all brothermen, so that’s just another win
For the other team, entertainment is what it seems
But black on black hatred is the underlying theme
Paid, powerful, and popular, you got it all
Use that to fight the real enemy and make em fall
Other rappers might not understand, but so what
The game probably got em bending over doing a toe touch; it’s raping em!
So Fif, I know you got a heart, homie I don’t doubt you
But trust, the movement gon’ move on with or without you

Verse 3:
Lil Weezy, flow off the heezy
But we don’t feel your presence down in the Big Easy
Shouting out New Orleans at the Grammys, that’s cool
But how bout donating some cash money to help the schools
Wealth is cool, but not if you’re a selfish dude
(“Get at him Dee!”) Nah, let’s help this dude
Every statement that I yell is true
So take heed to it Weezy, this ain’t coming from no jealous dude
I know you’re smart son, you went to McMain
Now everything you say and do got kids trying to be Wayne
Friend or foe, it all depends on how you manage your talents
So what you gon do: Step up or step down from the challenge

Verse 4:
(Hov!) Young Hov, Jigga, H to the Izzo
It’s truly an honor for me to meet you my nizzle
It’s impossible to belittle your impact on the game
You got the hottest chick in the world wearing your wedding ring (That’s right.)
You know most of these lil rappers are wack
They spitting poison, they hurting the culture, they’re holding us back
But I’m trying to see how you feel, cause when you speak, people listen
Do you agree with me, disagree, or you feel indifferent
With all that you done sold, now you can afford to be
Lyrically, Talib Kweli
But truthfully you ain’t gotta rhyme like Common Sense
Just be down for the cause and don’t ride the fence, ya heard

Interlude:
Eh man, but hold up, while I got yall here right fast
Let me umm, let me look through my notebook
Cause see I was writing a rap about this same topic
I just didn’t know yall was gonna show up to the meeting to day ya know
I know, I know yall busy. Hold up, hold up Wayne, hold up
But uhh, let me just, cause I’m still unsigned
So let me at least rap this for yall
Eh, but my stuff’s on iTunes tho… Alright here we go…

Verse 5:
Picture this, we got the blind leading the blind
Man, how stupid can we get, I just couldn’t let it slide this time
Besides, my people need this
And I ain’t on a major label, so they can’t delete this
Ha, let’s go in:
Now every rapper needs to lose their deals and earn em back
Most of em done let the industry take em and turn em wack
I be spitting from the soul, so they feel ya boy
I want your EAR and your HEART, like Amelia, boy
Stop Snitching. That’s the dumbest thing I ever heard of
That’s why nobody spoke up when my dawg got murdered
Everybody trying to stay true to the rules
Forget the rules if the rules was devised by fools
Most rappers is puppets, that can’t be avoided
Being used for their stupidity, then getting exploited
By a man with a different color skin
But homie we grown men, so that’s why I blame us and them
Me and you, we’re David; the industry’s Goliath
I’m here to fight it, & all that trash, I don’t buy it
When I was lost, I used to look up to these cats
Now I pray for these cats,; How you love that
A young, dumb, desperate, money hungry rapper
First a label sees him, then they go in for the capture
Precisely what they’re after, another pawn
Talking bout the people you killed, pop pop pop pop… Hold on
They also like it when you talk about your drugs
How much you sell em for 18.5, oh that’s what’s up
I’m trying not to point, but I hope you get the point
These cats ain’t running the game right, I’ma get the point
Fight him, battle him, the media stay instigating
To us it’s real beef, to them it’s instant ratings
Then when somebody get shot, it’s such a problem
That same media’s now saying we should stop the violence
Ancestors of ours are screaming from the grave
Cause physically we’re free, but we’re still some mental slaves
Ancestors of ours are screaming from the grave
Cause physically we’re free, but we’re still some mental slaves
So what yall think?

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The garden of Eden

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One man army remix

Intro:

Chorus:
One Man Army (today, today, right now) (That’s me)
{I’m strapped with a pad (pad)
My pen is my gat (gat)
A mask and a vest Plus I’m dressed in all black (black)
God by my side (side)
So no man can harm me (harm me)
This is the story of
A One man army}
(repeat)

Verse 1:
Just me
No team or no click
No partners, no relatives, not even my chick
No jewelry, or no cars, no fancy awards
No city or state in my wars, come fight in my war
No man can understand my position
Is like I’m spittin’ bars from behind bars
Because Earth is my prison
Don’t talk just listen
Cause I’m the definition of a man on a mission
A man with the vision
I plan with precision
I battle like a soldier
No alcohol or weed I deal with my stress sober
Fight till it’s over but it ain’t never over
Cause every day I got a new chip on my shoulder
Spittin like I know I’m a die soon, I make you visualize my music so I call it iTunes (iTunes)
Since God’s with me no man can harm me (yea)
This is the story of a one man army

Chorus:
I’m strapped with a pad (pad)
My pen is my gat (gat)
A mask and a vest Plus I’m dressed in all black (black)
God by my side (side)
So no man can harm me (harm me)
This is the story of
A One man army
(repeat)

Verse 2:
Some of my friends waitin on me to make it so they can roll
But they all don’t feel my movement in the pits of they soul,
But I’m gonna stick to my flow weather I’m rich or I’m poor
Man, Who really down for me
I’m just itching to know (itchin to knoow)
Rippin the 4 5 and Bustin it non-stop,
That’s my meataphor for writing songs around the clock, and I won’t stop ’til I R.I.P
Cause I don’t need industry, the industry needs me.
And I don’t have what they want, but I know I got what they need
I pray that God will forgive me for my lust and my greed
They say that those who lead get judged even harder (or deep in heart)
So if I die before my time consider me a mortal
I need parental advisory on my disc cause even though I don’t curse I spit dangerous amount of realness
So feel this cause I’m a one man army that you gotta feel through.

Chorus:
I’m strapped with a pad (pad)
My pen is my gat (gat)
A mask and a vest Plus I’m dressed in all black (black)
God by my side (side)
So no man can harm me (harm me)
This is the story of
A One man army
(repeat)

Verse 3:
It’s a lonely walk when your only comrades invisible
God I know you are with me
But I wish that you was physical
So I remain lyrical
Battlin these men
With the Power of the tounge and the ink from my pen
Lord tell me how much change can one man make
I need to know how much pain can one man take
I learned I can’t change people I just got to pray for them
So hen I get to heaven can I open up the gates for ‘em
Livin ain’t easy Believe me I know it well
We surrounded by sex drugs guns and jail cells
And they say if I don’t glorify that I won’t sell
But a lot of rappers glorify that and don’t sell
This is life 10 01 they don’t teach it they yell.
It ain’t about black and white it’s about heaven and hell
And I know you got a callin on me
So I am down here fighting
Cause I am the one man army

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Attention

Intro:
Yea…If you real you gon’ feel me

Hook:
I know some folk who break they neck, and not for a check
I know some folk who break they neck, and not for respect
I know some folk who break they neck, and not for they pride
They break they neck for attention, they gon’ end up paralyzed

Verse 1:
Look, one thing I know about attention it’s a delicate thing
So be mindful of the problems that attention can bring
It’ll tear between crews, like a surgical knife
…man, what’s so special ’bout dude, why him in the limelight?

Females begin to fight, thats why they rarely be hangin’
Too many dudes hollerin’ at one, the others be hatin’
Now, they all talkin’ about each other behind each others backs
…that’s why I don’t like that b****, she think she all that

Oh yea, and it’ll make you a target if you ain’t cautious
That new whip just made you a target soon as you bought it
Them big shiny rims, yeah, they gon’ cause some problems
…oh homie don’ came up now
I know you hear ‘em plottin’

Scottie Pippen was the ultimate team mate so I applaud him
Cause he know he was a star, but he knew he wasn’t Jordan
And I know some nights he felt overshadowed at the top
He dropped 36…but, MJ just hit the winning shot
People steady in yo’ ear sayin’ that you should leave
But he played his role for the greater good of the team

Everybody eatin’, that’s how it’s supposed to go
But, once you start measurin’ yo’ plate next to his…
Then it’s over folk

Hook: 2x
I know some folk who break they neck, and not for a check
I know some folk who break they neck, and not for respect
I know some folk who break they neck, and not for they pride
They break they neck for attention, they gon’ end up paralyzed

Verse 2:
When I bring this gun to school I bet you that’ll get some attention
The teacher won’t forget my name then, no sir
And all the kids who made fun of me, caught themselves punchin’ me
I bet they’ll all run from me, yup, I’m so sure

When I let him break my virgin, betcha’ you that’ll get some attention
He’ll love me like he never ever loved me before
I’ll just slide down these pants, and get into his trance
And let him get inside, and he’ll never let me go

When I join this gang, I’ll betcha’ that get some attention
They’ll see me in the streets, and respect they’ll my mind
Cause my kind we the baddest, everybody know what’s happenin’
If you reppin’ the wrong colors don’t cross that line

Now, I’m locked up for murder doin’ life, and I’m stressed
Now, I’m pregnant with a son and my dude already left
Somebody killed me for my shoes, now I’m fresh to death
But, I got the attention I wanted nevertheless

Hook: 2x
I know some folk who break they neck, and not for a check
I know some folk who break they neck, and not for respect
I know some folk who break they neck, and not for they pride
They break they neck for attention, they gon’ end up paralyzed

Verse 3: Sunni Patterson
We seekin’ somethin’, but gainin’ nothin’
Cause all to often broken hearts, they lead to broken souls
Yeah and I suppose it looks good in the beginnin’
Seems like you’re livin’
Until the spendin’ start to end and all your kindred
They just get lost off in the wind, and left unfulfilled
And in the bottom of the belly

If we could only listen to the secret’s our mama’s tell us
We thinkin’ hell, is really heaven
And heaven just a question to be answered, not a blessin’ to be savored
Lord, save us from the wrath of a world gone cold
So much is movin’, but real love is on hold
So, I propose that we go back to the beginning
Before the ceiling, started cavin’ in, and we were spinning out of control
When we were so young, so beautiful
So bold, so curious, so close to God
Before we got robbed of our innocence, gave into the ignorance
Seekin’ attention from a system that could care less if we was dead or alive

Suffer to survive, my Lord what you do to get by, destroyin’ our dreams
Prince into a phenes, and jealousy and green, make a nigga do things
Lord, just take us back up to the source, the one force
Forever lovin’, forever livin’, forever givin’ more, forever open doors
For every reminder that you can fly, you can soar
Just remember who you are
(Mm, this feels good, swear to God)
…don’t ya know you a star

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Numb!

Intro:

Chorus:

Verse 1:

Chorus

Verse 2:

Chorus:

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You stupid fool

Intro:
WARNING!! THIS SONG MAY OFFEND SOME PEOPLE… oh well.

Verse 1:
Dee-1…
You Stupid Fool, you stupid fool
(You stupid fool!)
Look
Everybody put your right hand in the air
We gon’ take the oath, I solemnly swear
To never claim to be perfect cause that ain’t cool
But I refuse to live life as a stupid fool

Look
I’m buying cars, I’m hitting broads
I’m selling dope, I’m living large
I’m busting heads, I’m packing tools
Ain’t I cool?
(You Stupid Fool!)

He got a job, moved out the hood
Congratulations! He doing good
Now I’m mad at him, he never supposed to move
I hate when people try to come up
(You stupid fool)

I write on your wall, threaten you over twitter
My finger on the trigger in my profile picture
I talk a lot of trash on Youtube, living that thug life
Over the internet
(You stupid fool!)

I’d like to thank God, for giving me this award
My whole album talked about selling cocaine raw
Murdering n*ggas and f*ckin bad b*tches too
And he gave me the strength to write it all
(You stupid fool!)

Chorus
Everybody put your right hand in the air
We gon’ take the oath, I solemnly swear
To never claim to be perfect cause that ain’t cool
But I refuse to live life as a stupid fool
(Repeat)

Verse 2:
Man I’m looking for a girl who gon’ pay my bills
And buy me the new Jordan’s when they drop
Let me move in with her, eat her food up
Drive her car like it’s mine, I ain’t never getting a job
(You stupid fool!)

Girl watch how I get it popping, I’mma fake like I’m pregnant
Cause he don’t want them problems, then he gonna give me that money for that abortion
Watch how quick I go shopping, okaaaaaaaay?
(You stupid fool!)

Starbursts (on 24s!) Jollyranchers (On 26s!)
M&Ms (On 28s!) Skiiittles (30s!!)
And nan’ of them people cut me a check but I got they logo all over my car
(You stupid fool!)

My parents work hard, they give me money
I spend their money, they give me more money
They bought me a Benz but it didn’t have rims
See that’s why I hate my parents DUDE!
(You stupid fool!)

Chorus:
Everybody put your right hand in the air
We gon’ take the oath, I solemnly swear
To never claim to be perfect cause that ain’t cool
But I refuse to live life as a stupid fool
(Repeat)

Verse 3:
Uhm, well, um I tell my child to behave, but he’s so mean
He curses me out and calls me horrible things
He even slaps me when he he gets outta control
But I refuse to spank him though
(You stupid fool!)

Girl my baby’s so talented, you gotta see
I taught her how to pop that thang just like me
And she know how to make it clap and she only three
(You stupid fool!)

This for that dude who be on TV yelling GAAAAAAAAWWWWD!!!!
And all them other fake preachers, straight fraud
God don’t like to be mocked, I thought they knew
And for me to get my blessings I don’t got to pay you
You stupid fool!
You stupid fool, what, what?
You stupid fool!
You stupid fool…

YOU STUPID FOOL!

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Win Today

Intro:
Here we go now
Here we go now
Here we go now

(Yeah, I’d like to send this out to a very special
Very, very close friend of mine
My dawg, look…)

Verse 1:
Self-improvement, join the movement, win today
He ain’t thinkin’ bout losing, just cruisin’
Groovin’ with the top down, movin’
Oozin’ with a swagga that’s soothing, dude in a zone of his own
Yeah, yeah, yeah
And the tension is thick, but you wouldn’t know it
He just reclining, designing frames in his mind
And he signing the dotted line with his dime and
He finna buy her a diamond cuz she a star
So it’s only right that she shines
And he called his homie, yeah he called his homie up
The one that he fell out with, he was beefed out with over that money, bruh
He said look here, we just gon’ bury the past
I can’t go to my casket with cash and I know that you got no job
So I’m just gon’ help you get back on your feet
Cuz I can’t lie God done blessed me
When it come to money, I got plenty
I spend a G like it’s just a penny, no Hardaway
Tryna get a milli, no Carter three
Champ, I am really, like Floyd May
Wait, lemme pause and just say: Man, I’m on today.
Yeah, yeah, yeah
And the tension is thick, but you wouldn’t know it
He full of passion and beamin’ homboy straight laughin’ and cheesin’
And he ain’t asking for reasons, he straight up swaggin’ in meetings
Like “Hold up, hold up. They don’t want it with us!”
Life is good, so he live it like he should
Not stressin’ what he can’t change, but affecting what he could
Bet you ain’t know it, but his momma died yesterday
But he still woke up this morning saying “I’m blessed today.”

Hook
Self-improvement, join the movement, win today
And even if you might have lost yesterday
Say I’ma win today, win today
I’ma win today, win today
I’ma win today, win today
Win today, win today

Hook:
Self-improvement, join the movement, win today
And even if you might have lost yesterday
Say I’ma win today, (HEY!) win today (HEY!)
Win today, (HEY!) win today (HEY!)
Win today, (HEY!) win today (HEY!)
Win today, (YEAH!)
Win today

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