1. |
Rebel
02:36
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Mean mug / Heat lung
We so / beast son
Each one reach one
To sink our teeth on
Beats on / beat some
Ass if I got to (gotta)
Wish y’all would
Need a reason but I want to (wanna)
Flash fangs
-
Ain’t even peckish
Flash bang
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Bust in so reckless
I don’t even *KNOW*
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How they / get this
False image when
I’m steadfast relentless
Fuck a soldier
Fuck an army
Ain’t nobody
Bout to harm me
Cause I’m revved up
like a Harley
Getting ridden
By an asshole
Just want what’s mine
in my little bit of time
Got enough resources
Oughtta all be fine
Sign on the line
Now walk that walk that
Better watch how you
Talk that talk that
We listenin
Grill? glistenin
Say we gotta chill
You oughtta guess again
Who wanna get it in
Drink til you’re seein twins
Fuck the spins
I was down in it
I been out with
These flashy outfits
Got hooks serve looks
Plus I’m thick
And I got that
Good girl dick
Had a fraud complex
Got that kicked
I’m from the south
For a clean grill they’ll do ya dirty
I ain’t snitching on myself
But I’m still pretty at thirty
I ain’t running I got that drawl
Middle fingers high like fuck em all
Where ya gonna be when you get that call
I’m in steel toes by Nazis
Finna brawl
This is how real rebels yell
A real rebel yell
I am not the type to come
For your neck or kick your door downs
Even though I still live check to check
I just get em more now
I’m a GOD
Damn trash glam icon
Came up punk
Always had eyes on
White belts
I felt like fuck em
White n rich
I shoulda oughtta stuck em
But that was way back
Mama dropping me off
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Now bangers pop off
Like I been good with the sawed off
Since when you still couldn’t get bras off
fuck up gender for your lover
Queer agenda claims another
Yeah you might be younger
ain’t nobody bucker
This is how real rebels yell
A real rebel yell
People tell me
I should go in like this
Like I’m flicking the wrist
Too legitted to quit
But Future, Migos, and these kids
Got that handled
So I’m bout to break down this door
Like a vandal
Whoo
Live like this you can’t wear sandals
Whoo
Ready to run dodging ammo
Whoo
Ready the vigil and candles
I’m living as protest
To die like animal
Whoo
This is how real rebels yell
A real rebel yell
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2. |
Entropy
02:05
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Feel the water
Fill the lung
Dripping
Acid tongue
Feel the water
Fill the lung
Dripping
Acid tongue
Tripping
Fly like a big ass jet
Money like a big ass check
I don’t believe in straight
Just people ain’t met me yet
Want what I want
Walk what I talk
Keep kicking it steel toe
Everything about me like a paradox
Looking hella cute
In my gay ass socks
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Still so punk with the rock
Stay about the ethos
Fashion or not
Still tryna hang
Better fashion a knot
Twanky six brought the beat
With the knock
Cuts like this
You can’t clot
Heparin / Get it in
Bleed it out / Blood let
I’m out of category
Whole new / Subject
Literary
Get down on my subtext
I can even break it down
Into subsets
Get it got it good
Off in to the sunset
Feel the water
Fill the lung
Dripping
Acid tongue
Hold up. Wait.
I took a bunch of shrooms
I’m in your living room
I’m taking off my shoes
Will you be home soon?
I’m in the mood for cartoons
How can I get Netflix
On your PS two
I make no excuse
For the shit I do
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3. |
It Is What It Is
02:02
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Everything’s gone to shit
But it’s cool tho
26 got me
Working on a new flow
I told him
That I felt like it was too slow
But everybody told me nah
It’s just right
End stage renal
Veins pump evil
I’m dying
But still ain’t gotta get all emo
We know we know
We know we know
Thanks for the platitudes
Sorry they’re all see thru
Oh your dear
I’m only how old?
You got a baby like me
In your household
I guess you could hold em
Extra close
I’m really just waiting for you to
Get your mouth closed
How bout those?
The intro the outro
The influx the outflow
Buildup to back flow
-
Let it wash over
Punch drunk still
When I’m five months sober
I miss the
Occasional whiskey soda
But not as much as having
My kidneys in working order
And having red blood cells
Hitting quotas
So what’s a life crisis
When you’re six past a quarter
Everything’s gone to shit
But it’s cool tho
26 got me
Working on a new flow
I told him
That I felt like it was too slow
But everybody told me nah
It’s just right
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4. |
Push
03:30
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Larger than lifeless
I’m a whole life crisis
Midus to your vitals
Black lives priceless
Five finger death punch
Counterpart vice grip
My vice is vying for violence
Left to my own devices
Nothing bartered nothing sold
With the favor of the bold
Built a fortress outta straw
Built a fortune on my jaw
My claimed space
An embarrassment of riches
If it’s going down
I’m deep I dig ditches
In the trenches / aimed at Nazis
I’m Charles de Gaulle
Black panther
Grab this pussy and get the claws
No cream or stacking pies
I’m just fucking raw
When I count my flaws
I disregard breaking the law
Bad women
In balaclavas
Rad venom
In my saliva
Packed shows
With no survivors
Havoc promethean
Give you fire inside ya
No gas in the tank
Push
No cash in the bank
Push
Dead last until my last gasp
But I dash trying to make for that one last
Push
Can’t take me no place
Ego mighty healthy like I’m Ghostface
Hella gay but I’m so straight
Looking for the chill. Find no trace.
No serotonin but
I’m dripping in dopamine
So I don’t care about nothing
But what the future brings
Count my success like they’re gone
And don’t mean a thing
Drooling over possibilities
Like I’m a fucking fiend
No gas in the tank
Push
No cash in the bank
Push
Dead last until my last gasp
But I dash trying to make for that one last
Push
Call my shots
Off the top
Off the rip
Got the grip
Catch em Kill em
Cut em gut em
Up to something
I don’t trust him
Fuck him and everything
That he stands for
Nothing in between us but this
Glass house with tinted doors
I been dunking on motherfuckers
No alley oop
They been ducking me cause my
Verses make your body droop
If they see me in the streets
Then I bet they prolly shoot
Not even run my pockets
It ain’t bout the loot
No gas in the tank
Push
No cash in the bank
Push
Dead last until my last gasp
But I dash trying to make for that one last
Push
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5. |
Death Stroke
02:08
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Hometown hero
Ain’t nobody love me till I left tho
Goon face weirdo
If looks could kill this would be your
Deathstroke
Shit
Nobody was checking for me
Had to force free albums
To my besties
But now who wanna come
Test these testes
Good girl dick got me
Undressing these westies
All up on that left coast
High and tight
Like hairlines and best bros
Keep the metaphor going
They all faded
Well acquainted with doom
Ill fated
In the H
With Tony and Ill Faded
Landed in LA
Tell Hev and D I made it
Ain’t you sick of people
Asking what your name is
Get with Bizzy, kid
I could make you famous
Squad looking goonie as the Lap Dance video
Get your whole crew. They can roll thru
We chilling at the corner house
Everybody come thru
Whole gang bout to whip whip
On these fixies
Spouting that militant black
Like the sixties
No sweat
We can do it with it ease
No normans
We don’t do it for these
Slip said I was going to fast
Told me to freeze
They been asking me to throttle it back
Like Biz Please
But I don’t listen too much
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My foot knows two homes
Your throat or the clutch
And I ain’t easin up
Cause I ain’t seen reason enough
Y’all don’t impress me
Or deserve my best me
So why am I investing this track
I guess that’s just me
Squad looking goonie as the Lap Dance video
Get your whole crew. They can roll thru
We chilling at the corner house
Everybody come thru
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6. |
Yams
02:09
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I ain’t bout the money
Still gone get me some
I don’t have to front
I just back em up
I put out the call
All the real ones come
They want do the thing
We gone mash it up
We gone dance
We gone sing
Don’t hold back
Let that ring
Big ol ass
Mama move that thing
Represent the H
Like I’m Chingo Bling
Verbose when I rock
Like Aesop
Hella Goldie cause I’m rocky
Like A$AP
Need to stop all the talky
Like ASAP
RIP Get Yams
A$AP
RIP Get Yams
A$AP
RIP Get Yams
A$AP
Get Yams Get Yams
A$AP
RIP Get Yams
A$AP
Gotta get them yams ASAP
Gotta get them yams
Gotta get money
Gotta get paper
Going to the bank
Just to burn it down later
Been the cool kid
Like I’m AC Slater
Reason they got taken to school
I’m a major
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Hit me on my pager
Dig deep
We can hit pay dirt
Make it drop
Til your legs hurt
Shorty make that thing
Work
Overtime
I go for mine
Why you tryna push me
Imma hold the line
Ain’t gonna stress
I’m so fine
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And so devine
You unrefined
I might just blow your mind
Like Diddy I might literally
Blow your mind
Verbose when I rock
Like Aesop
Hella Goldie cause I’m rocky
Like A$AP
Need to stop all the talky
Like ASAP
RIP Get Yams
A$AP
RIP Get Yams
A$AP
RIP Get Yams
A$AP
Get Yams Get Yams
A$AP
RIP Get Yams
A$AP
Gotta get them yams ASAP
Gotta get them yams
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7. |
No Roof
04:31
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Bad brain
Bad blood
Tanks on full
(Full of that push
Full of that the love)
Death from above
Dodge
Button mash
Trash
Fuck outta here
Landing gear
Up
Off
Broken whatever
I’m up way past the weather
Trying to be entirely
higher than another plain
Ordinary scares me
Cause we’re all socialized monsters
And I don’t wanna hear em say
It was a different time
Stepping in line
Stepping on coals
Don’t feel the fire
When the heart so cold
On them roads
In them streets
Got em all saying
I’m on a different beat
Cause I won’t cheat
To see the top of things
My whole team need a different
Type of rings
That’s all knuckle
That’s all brass
Best case just punk
Pain in the ass
Break in the glass
Crushing them ceilings
Ain’t no feelings like
No roof
ain’t no feelings like no roof
No roof
Ain’t no feelings like no roof
No roof
Ain’t no feelings like no roof
No roof
And I feel like ain’t no roof
No roof
No roof
No roof
Don’t talk to me about stress
I been dead
Y’all ain’t ready yet
Don’t talk to me about death
I been dead
I ain’t ready yet
I came to pay my respects
I can’t find none tho
Guess I’ll just jet
I ain’t afraid of your people
Better keep running
You running up
It ain’t enough
It ain’t enough
It ain’t enough
There ain’t no roof
Hand on my heart
No hand to god
Cause I don’t believe
That supersedes
Never gonna need
More than what I bleed
Never gonna be
More than what I see
Hand on my heart
No hand to god
Cause I don’t believe
That supersedes
Never gonna need
More than I bleed
Never gonna be
More than I see
But my sights are set so high
Swear on everything
it feels like
ain’t no roof
My sights are set so high
there ain’t no roof
My sights are set so high
There ain’t no roof
I swear on everything
Feels like ain’t no roof
Hand on my heart
No hand to god
Cause I don’t believe
So that supersedes
Never gonna need
More than what I bleed
Never gonna be
More than what I see
Hand on my heart
No hand to god
Cause I don’t believe
So that supersedes
Never gonna need
More than what I bleed
Never gonna be
More than what I see
But my sights
are set so high
I swear on everything
it feels like ain’t no roof
My sights are set so high there ain’t no roof
My sights are set so high
There ain’t no roof
I swear on everything
Feels like ain’t no roof
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8. |
Mood Ring
02:42
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I feel kinda blue
Certainly more violet than violent
Would it be gauche to say “indigo”?
I feel kinda blue
A bit more violet than violent
Just a bit indigo
Crucify me
If you must
Either way I’ve come back
To satisfy the blood lust
Crimson lipped and beautiful
Follow veins to brain as I
Think of what to do to you
Relegate a renegade
To reticence
Pinched and took an inch
He been quiet ever since
He don’t wanna see me
Take a mile
I’ll spit thru a smile
With the wild style bile
Flick at your face
So flippantly
Get at a goonie
So viscerally
Don’t know why dudes
Messing with me
You don’t
Really want me to leave
Breathe in
That good breeze
Sleep on
If you please
I feel kinda blue
More violet than violent
Just a bit indigo
Can’t believe I let you
Creep in to my brain a second
That’s a mistake
I won’t be making again I reckon
I wreck em. I deck em
I go out and high step em
Born to be a veteran
Texan to the exin’
Of the eyes
And the ones that had
The supple thighs
Sturdy as a mother fucker
Hurt me like a mother fucker
I’m good
I just had a wistful moment
Think it and I’m speaking on it
Dunking on em like a donut
I don’t know how to shut fuck up
And that’s just...
Truth
So I tell it and I
Shame the devil or whatever
See ya switching
Imma pull the lever
And your card
You a lie you a fraud
But enough about you
I do go on
Off in to the set
Beautiful story
But I ain’t done yet
Up to snuff
I call your bluff
I’m pretty as a
Power Puff
Albuterol
I power puff
Mushrooms and I
Power up
Take no bumps
That’s not my stuff
Fentanyl will
Fuck you up
Sad for all you
Skinny pups
Runneth over
From my cup
Getting buck
I swear to fuck
That I can’t
Wait around for luck
See you homies
Getting stuck
I knock it down
With knuckle pucks
Bash brothers
I knuckle up
If you riding
Buckle up
Twenty six
That’s my bruh
We about to get it
Duh
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9. |
Trip
04:09
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My obsession teaching lessons
In these little sessions
Your whole world could change
In a split second
They think they vexing
Putting pressure in my chest and
Yeah they been pressin
But they ain’t really did nethin
I’m suggesting that you quit it
With the testing
My progression so intensive
That I’m something like a lethal weapon
So I don’t need no weapon
When these haters get to plexin
I been running double time
They been on that half stepping
Do they even have an engine?
Pedal got my pistons revving
I ain’t getting in to heaven
I been doing all the seven
Greed sloth and gluttony been fattening
My middle section
Lust and envy heavy so they steady
Ruin my attention
Pride refusing any help
To quell my convalescence
Wrath gonna have me
Waking up as a living legend
Impressive use of my aggression
Fight until my vision ending
Receiver dead to what you sending
Lethal with my interjections
Fly over hills that flow
I know that there’s more to show
Why can’t I let this go
Infinity’s spinning me slow
You just got your feet up
I been floating for years
You been grinding your gears
I been changing my peers
I’m not what it appears
I’m the worst of your fears
Pandora couldn’t box me in
I’m for more than the queers
I’m for the revolution
I’m an entire movement
I’m not killing em off
I’m just the evolution
Out of ability to stomach
Civility masculinity
Whiteness as a concept
And your indignities
Fly over hills that flow
I know that there’s more to show
Why can’t I let this go
Infinity’s spinning me slow
I been taking psilocybin for vibin
With all of these normans
Who couldn’t get on my level
They’d suffocate and I’d let em
They’d suffocate and I’d let em
I been taking psilocybin for vibin
With all of these normans
Who couldn’t get on my level
They’d suffocate and I’d let em
They’d suffocate and I’d let em
Fly over hills that flow
I know that there’s more to show
Why can’t I let this go
Infinity’s spinning me slow
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Brian is Ze Houston, Texas
Brian is Ze is a lyricist and producer from Houston, TX. Fearless, bereft of fucks, and always on some new shit, Ze pioneered an era of aggresively socially conscious art in Houston. With rap style ripped from the mouths of the hip hop pantheon brandished with a scythe of pure wit and production like 8 genres ate each other, it's like a record store had a brawl and Ze won. ... more
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