- 10 Rounds
[Intro]
Somebody tell em we in town, plus we got plenty of trees to go around
Ca-can the hood the hood, I'm so proud
When I say I'm good, I'm good for ten rounds
Ten
[Verse 1: Dumbfoundead]
Two shots and a mixer
- Are We There Yet
[Verse 1]
Momma had a dream, but she gave it up to me
And my sister raising kids, man ain’t a cup of tea
Now she ain’t have no cheese, but she goes to Chuck E. Cheese
Somewhat of a G, living like she’s sucka free
Told her what I want to be, she was cooler than the breeze
supported it as a being, cause I knew she had believed
If it were up to me, she would be treated like a queen
- BRB Ft. Andrew Garcia
[Intro]
I'ma be right, I'ma I'ma be right back... I'ma be right back.
[Verse 1]
Fire up the jetpack no plans to land or head back
Stacking bread, jacking cheese off the trapped dead rats
Flap my wings and sweat raps the captain needs a wet nap
Get the zaggs and blunt wraps, got the swisher, gut that
- Jam Session 2.0
Dumbfoundead
A kid at the pawn shop just bought his first drum machine,
From the slums, but them buttons will take him to another kingdom
A woman humming in a kitchen in brazil, while 50 tenants listen by
sticking their heads outside the window sill, this shit is real, hear
the sounds across the land, no name brands, woman and man jam on pots
and pans, a musician with lost dreams, sitting on concrete, playing
- Korean Jesus
Back from being black balled
Here to slap all them stupid cats doin bath salts
Korean jesus, droppin panties to the asphalt
Got them Asian bitches getting freaky to them trap songs
Baptized with the water in the glass bong
Turned water into soju, got your facts wrong
If you trynna learn I teach a junior college class on it
Throw the money in the basket, put a couple racks on it
- Tic Tic ft. Intuition
Groupies on my jock
They tellin me to break a leg
Everytime i rock they get horny
Gimme satan head
These hoes get really slow
Tryna break the bed
Always rock the club
Got that Gary Paton cred
- Word
When I was 15 they said "Get on that real shit
Stop rapping 'bout the moon, there ain't no room for that Neil shit"
They just assume that I'm in my room
With posters of galaxies and that's why I'm closer to fantasy
Nah brotha
It wasn't spaceships I heard
Only screams of her
Her meaning my mother, father was slurring his words