Reincarnation: A Quest From Fear To Freedom
The Lyrics

The Beast ft. Tori Huerta

Chorus

I’ve got demons in the mirror

What do they see

I’ve got demons in the mirror

Oh they’re lookin at me

Verse 1

I owe myself an apology (Im sorry)

Cuz I probly shoulda broke the monotony and been a child prodigy

Had I raised myself properly

Coulda been swimming in benjamins playin that real life monopoly

The dark life has got to me

Yes I am the belly of the beast that released up for offering

I hear my coffin sing to me

Oh the most beautiful melodies of dreams that it could bring to me

My life is so ringaling im master of the circus

Only I can tame the demons that are masterful with purpose

As they rise to the surface, im nervous of the movement

Im high strung as fuck so I herb just for the mood switch

My thick skin they rippin thru, I possessional split in two

Projecting my professional gift to you

Cuz they told me I got shit to do, this body is a vessel

My purpose is to live and put that mortal one to rest too

Chorus

Verse 2

The doctors say my heart’s weak, but I say that im a beast

And I pray that im released, and im claimin my defeat

I know that im a soldier and im strong and that’s the deal

But my whole damn composure is becoming so surreal

I feel so alone, cant get a moment to myself

I have comfort in my home, but I have comfort in my wealth

Hell hath no fury but im insatiably raging

For that judgemental day im impatiently waiting

See I hate the unknown, but im scared to know the truth

For my fate has been shown, and im prepared for the move

How dare I be fooled,  thinking im mediocre

The reflection pulled right thru the mirror to choke hold

All bars, no holds, war scars so old, all heart so bold, got damn so cold

Feel like the whole world is in position

Like I was brought here to stop fear, defining my mission

Chorus

Bridge

Let me live or let me die, let me stop or let me ride

Let me fly or let me crash, let the demon steer the dash

Let me scratch, let me crawl, let me motha fuckin roar

Let me fight, let me free, let me introduce the beast

HMFY

Chorus

Now all my people in the back lemme hear you say HMFY (HMFY)

All my people in the front if ya wit me say HMFY (HMFY)

If you got a little green and you understand what I mean say HMFY (HMFY)

If you want it come and get it you know that Honey is givin say HMFY (HMFY)

Verse 1

I, I, I, I, I get it poppin right

5’2 Honey Boo, honey comb bumble drone

Stack em like a totem pole, child got the golden hold

Honey got it wrapped like rubberbands around ya scrotum yo

And I, I, I, I I got venacular, super spectacular, web spinnin like a tarantula

Im gargantuan, game flippin like spatula, got damn man your brain aint even graspin it

This raspy voice, these nasty noises from my lips

Im like all your favorite rappers mixed

Im not sick, im not ill…weezy got the milli world

Honey on some other shit, imma be a billi girl

Chorus

Verse 2

See, ey, ey, ey, ey, say it isn’t so boy

Honey hop a flight to Louisiana for a po boy

You aint even know boy, im all over the nation

Im connected like dots man, im fam affiliated

And uh, ey, ey, ey, my mouth so crazy

They be sayin honey spit a lil Norman batesy

Im so P Swayze, im dirty dancing on a track

Baby neva had a grind like that

And uh, its like that, and uh, its like this

With that Godzilla flow and now all of you nikkas know

And now all of you nikkas go, run home and tell ya momma that you love me

Cuz you jus got stung by honey now

Chorus    

Blow Me ft J. Keys

Verse 1

See I done been around the world and I’ve seen a lot of things

And im the type that always says just what she means

(uh huh) and them that claim to know, well you don’t fuckin know me

and what you think you know and what you heard man you can fuckin blow me

don’t make me tuck and roll thee, ever so slowly

better yet lemme let my best friends tell it, they be callin me the relic

and no matter how you spell it, honey got a whole pot of hellish relish

probably your favorite fetish, I bet it, cuz your facebook status said it

I done had a lot of dough, and I been flat broke before

I done liveed the fast life, and I’ve driven fuckin slow

And ya’ll already know, anything you need from me

Conceivably I release the beast

Chorus

Everything you’re tryna do, everywhere ya tryna go, everyone you’re tryna know (I got that, I got that)

Anything you want from me, anything you need from me, everything ya tryna be (I got that, I got that)

And what you think you heard something now you know me

You don’t fuckin know me, you can fuckin blow me

And what you think you saw something you can show me

You don’t fuckin know me, you can fuckin blow me

Verse 2 – J Keys

First off lemme set a couple nikkas straight

Been aobut mine, too loved for the hate

Been an oh so cold set it off type a nikka

Got two hands, one digit on the trigga

I seen you sucka nikkas from a mile away

Im too focused on the money for the childish games

Keep an eye watchin nikkas stay focused man

You can blow me slowly poke ya brain, huh

This aint no Johnny depp, but I bet you nikkas blow

Get it in and break it down, that’s how all my nikkas roll

Legal or illegally banana clip im peelin

Have you nikkas with the holy ghost reaching for the ceiling

This the feelin that I love, lookin down from up above

Stroke my ego, watch how we go into beastmode changing up

Now what it is, do you really want plex

Wait before you answer that, think about what could come next, huh

Chorus

Verse 3

Ok, a day in the life, you think you know, you have no idea

One day mom & a wife, but right now, imma make it  clear

I done had the tip of a gun in the tip of my dome in the middle of my home and all my shit jus sprayed all over the place

And you wonder why the fuck im crazy

This is how the fuck you made me, such a fuckin lady

But shade me, I’ll have your ass pushin up daisies up under a shade tree

They fuckin hate me, but im just so easy to love

And understand they aint got my hands to shove so none of your fingers can fit my glove

So just let it go, only one stiletto to fit Cinderella

Shit, gepetto couldn’t make one betta, attitude rough like tether

Tongue spit tough like leather, flow like shells from berrettas

Call me the black heather, shit I’ll do your ass one better

Honey gonna own the whole world if you let her, bitch!

Chorus

Dead Or Alive

Thank you…You think I want attention?  Shit comes naturally

Fuckin….you don’t know if you want me dead or alive so, I got both ways

its just me havin a lil bit of fun, you know how I do

see, dead or alive…Who ME?

Verse 1

They got my name up on the wanted poster holdin my crotch

I got one loaded in the lower holster grippin the knot

I got a lot of opportunity im interesting stock

I got my eye on every angle baby like it or not

I am, so much more than just a girl who loves to rhyme

I am more than just a soul blending with particles of time

I am woman hear me roar, I am stronger than they say

I refuse to be confused with any other in the game

I am, not contained in any category – NOT ME

I will, still remain the illest allegory – LOOK THAT UP

Some people sayin that they wish that I was dead

But im eruptin all that talk and lockin missles to they heads like blang blow

Chorus

Verse 2

Man I been prosecuted, brought in verbal prostitution

Persecuted for my art man, check the constitution

Im out for retribution occupying all streets

Power my electrocution documenting all heat

Im too determined not to rid of all you vermin

Cuz you’re not of my concernin, you aint addin to my burdens

I’ve got a bigger purpose man, hurtin me is asinine

The line is regal in my blood, you fuckin with a mastermind

I’ve cleared the pasture like a circle crop

I know you heard htat work I dropped, I had your grandma askin you to search me up

Im sayin bitches raise a glass  and prep the toastseses

Im here to stay forever, call me Honey Cockaroacheses

U Got Me ft Chrisna Clark

Chorus

U got me trippin, im flippin you got me goin  crazy

U got me sayin, ooh I wanna be your lady

U got me itchin, im feenin I really need you baby

Oh oh oh oh, you got me oh oh oh oh

Verse 1

Mmhmm yeah u got me, you aint no carbon copy

You know the world is watching everytime you out with mami

You a lil cocky, but you got a right to be

Still you always heightening, even and despite the beef

You like my hot dog, and I’ll be your cool cat

Uh oh puppy move back, Honey got her groove back

Who dat got my attention, dreamt awake without the pinchin

Ticklin my fancy, the way that you romance me

See I am trippin, im sittin, grippin, typin, writin bout you

Updating statuses with all my apparatuses

And if that aint enough, I get a little giddy when you get a lil busy with me

Im like a kid in a candy store, wonka padlock the door

I got a sweet tooth most obese dudes could dream about

And I even let you grab them honeybuns when we leave out

I mean would you rather see me pout or have my cleavage in your mouth

To me that’s not too difficult to figure out

Chorus

Bridge

You are so amazing, cant breathe, cant think

You keep on passin me by

If you give me a chance (yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah)

I promise this will last

Bridge 2

Well oh lawdy, you make me wanna be your shorty, wardy

Hey baby, you know you really drive me crazy, im thinking maybe

Verse 2

Uh, you catchin my gaze, hope its not a phaze

Explicitly raised, just to charter this maze

Just look at my face I know you see sincerity

Im completely sober so im openly in clarity

The pair that we could be, so fruitful to the earth

Two peas in a pod, its so truthful that it hurts

Think I knew you before birth, somewhere in a past life

We could reincarnate baby, just to past time

Chorus

Bridge 2

Popsicle

As we proceed (it’s ya girl)

Honey

Chorus

Baby that popsicle got me wanna rock witcha

Oh that bomb pop, makin lil mama hot

Lick lick drip, lick lick drip, lick lick drip, lick lick drip

Hey baby that popsicle got me wanna rock witcha

Oh that bomb pop makin lil mama hot

Lick lick drip, lick lick drip, lick lick drip, lick lick drip

Verse 1

Oooh, youre so hot like summer, you’re something uncommon

Im tryna catch a glimpse like the comets

And uh yeah, oh shit im on it

You’re blazin to my touch and you got momma thinking that she want it

And uh, call me a chick with a boner

Now do what you supposed to and come cool down the box for a moment

And uh, feel like the heat in Arizona

I wanna drumstick so I can ice cream cone ya

Ladies be screamin when they hear the dingaling a comin

Over the speakers they tweekin just off the motor hummin

I got to buy me something baby I aint bein fickle

Gimme a lot or a little, I just want your popsicle

Chorus

Bridge (2x)

Ooh when I lickey lickey, I get so sticky sticky

Now you all stiffy stiffy, all because I licky licky

Verse 2

Now come and get me I been savin all my love nickels

Just to get that blue bunny for honey fudgesicle

Man im jus sayin I ain tryna be a pain

But they claim behind your name that you do strange for the change

A mean banana split a cold stone creamin it

Your ben and jerry buryin my cherry Garcia lid

I just might need a bib im drippin in the middle

You could keep the neopolitan, I jus want the popsicle

Chorus

Verse 3

Baby that bomb pop, call it a long shot

Watchin the tick tock anticipatin sick pops

Im pippi long stock if you’re talking dingin

I got good humor baby, I’ll klondyke em if ya bring em

Bridge

Chorus

It's Ya Girl

Got…she’s back for the very first time

What the hell, its ya mutha f*ckin girl

Breathless B*tch

Verse 1

Uh oh, who that comin thru the back door

Smacked ya’ll, trapped ya’ll, with that Cadillac flow

You know who it is, the truest to do this shit

Man you know who I is (yeah its ya girl)

Ey, they say im killer B, hit em with artillery

Soon to be critically acclaimed, call her honey B

I got em jumpin see, nikkas wanna run with me

And they all know who I be (yeah its ya girl)

Yup, im like the corleone, born into a gifted home

Asthmatic, bad habits and dammit track addict

Im livin well too, tired of hearin jealous dudes

Mad that im from Bellevue, well I don’t know what to tell you

If you  got a problem wit it go see my momma wit it

she got assassins for you like you thought osama did it

I go beyond the limit im outer space now

Take down, wait now (yeah its ya girl)

Ohhhh, baby is sickenin spittiin in the fast lane

Strictly for the cash gain written to my last name

Im way past flames, im like a scorcher

Breathless the enforcer (yeah its ya girl)

Now real talk, I am givin clear thought

 With me in the world, what you other rappers here for

Im what you feared for, makin this your last days

A lil birdie heard ya momma say (got damn)

I make it burn ya, internal inferno

I am scientifically proven not to concern ya

Im tryna learn ya so baby take it easy

I know you heated at me but um (got damn)

Im unbelievable reaching the unachievable

So follow the leader we need her to free the people yo

Let me peple go all over the world

And everybody else says yeah its ya girl!  Breathless b*tch!

Drop

Yeah, watch me there aint no stopping me, got to be my philosophy

Copy written in prophecy, probly breakin the policy

Cocky possibly so, its my nature im a leo

I be solvin all my problems just by gnarlin on you people yeah

Nikka im hot shit, muy coccix got guap spit

Multilingual with la lengua, French kiss my block bitch

Cataclysmic flow, not a badder bitch you know

Naw, not a nam notha nikka got this grizzly prose

I been breakin bounds, man im outta control

I got my middle finger up for my freedom patrol

Im just releasing my soul, they just been judging my book

But as the story unfolds, how’s your character look

Fucka im a page turner, rage burnin in my eyes

Nikkas save yourselves I wont be blamed for your demise

Uh, they say im evil, I say naw, evil kenivel

Got em gaspin at my actions, flabbergastin their reaction

Satisfaction in the trashin and the bullshit

Now its operation cock and load my mouth with full clips

They say I am illuminati, huh, I hardly think so

Im coverin my eye but maybe I n I just blinkin slow

Or maybe you just think too slow, talking bout what you think you know

Im the missin link between surreal and optic sphincters yo

I come to bring the show, nikka im the after party

Lil bit o Honey in ur cup is guaranteed to keep you naughty

Nice girl in person, but a pervert in the sheets

I entice ya wit a purpose, then I murda ya to the beat

So superb wit it when I speek, man im lyrically, im Einstein

No classificiation representation, to define mine

Morphed into divine mind, metaphoric time splice

The rising of the phoenix, please bitches get your mind right

Shit its time for my flight, I’ll figth you to the death for it

Ya’ll rap just for the likes despite jus tryna show respect for it

Im here till there’s nothing left for it, breathless in the thunderdome

I live this fuckin life and I be walkin in like, Honey’s home

Oh my how the money’s grown, oh and how the crew decreases

Higher up the ladder throne, the stoning from the monkeys ceases

That’s just my thesis, a genius in the making,

Drop the fuckin world and I will cease it, eat it for the taking

Yeah bang bang drop!

Show Respect

What is the most important thing in life

Whats the most important thing?

Respect

Verse 1

Honey is ridiculous with lyrical precision

Its like my proper diction has arisen from the prison

Im sizzling with the flames, vocabulary deranged

Flow sicker than aids man, honey getting payback

Play back, play that hustler from way back

Im the murder mami boy, now come out and find me

Im in that ass like pinky fingers and sex

So show a motha fucka respect

Verse 2

I get abusive to the juices im boostin

Condusive to shootin up, yall losers should losen up

Im producing an infusion so immaculate

Ororatory ejaculates for your mattresses

Hazardous to your health, dangerous to the belt

The remainder stay nameless to sustain themselves

I bob heads like the bones in your neck

So show a motha fucka respect

Verse 3

Im irreplaceable, monetary untraceable

Bonafiably rapin you, auditorily taking you

Introducing the great to you, its me

The pip squeek with the sick speek, known for the quick peek

Known for livin big league, im that bitch

You could call it what you want but I just call it a gift

Im the broad that wrote your momma the check

So show a motha fucka respect

Verse 4

Im unbelievable, verbally inconceivable

Doing the unachievable, vocally im unbreathable

Feverful, flavorful, man its not debateable

Honey is capable, ready willing and able

See im like the lightening, frightening, exciting

I aint hot im pipin, im like vicoden

Im the one that causes all those effects

So show a motha fucka respect

Dro

Yo where all my smokers at,

What ya’ll know abot  that high grade

 What ya’ll know about that dro?

Verse 1

This is for my bong hittin, long winded, lovers of the lime green

Cali kush, cannibus, hide it in your nikes its dro

Wake and bake with Acapulco red

Zig zag Phillies or a pipe instead

Blueberry, rhino, maui waui  cheeba

Even Dionne warwick smokes that dro

Believer in the bob Marley, budda and the ganja

That superb herb greenery mariuana

Columbian gold, puff that smoke

Pass it to the left and then blow out dro

Never talk if its your turn son

Cuz pimpin if you let it burn, you gon earn one

Backwood optimo master of the dutch man

No mater the paper it only takes a puff man

You wonder why we talk about it a lot

But right now they probly smoking in the parkin lot

Now that’s dro

Verse 2

This is for my first timer, herb buyin curiosity cats

 First puff so rough, feel it in your back and you choke

Make mistakes the first time you roll

Trash the blunt and stuff it all in a bowl

One puff, two puff, three puff, four

You’re hoverin the floor and want more but dont choke

Thinking you a big dog with an iron lung

Hit a few tokes and you’re feeling fiber tongue

Now you all strung, dro got you sprung

Passin you the swisher, you hit it hten choke

But beware to the beginers

Mariujuana tends to make the air grow thinner

Doctors, government, even all the acotrs

Even cops smoke, so you wanna be a factor

You wonder why we smoke weed in the first place

 You found your first sack insice your parents safe and you choke

I learned it from watching you dad, I learned it from watching youuu

Ooh La La

You like me, you really like me

I feel so special

Chorus (2x)

Man im like don’t stop, get it get it

Throw that, lemme hit it

Tore back to the limit ready to go

We all throwed in the back and we gone off of that

Ooh la la, ooh la la

Verse 1

Now here come guess who (guess who)

Through the door, now fear that guest too

And adore, now here I bless you

And give you more than what you bargained

Aint no use in arguing or startin shit

I become a hardened bitch, you shouldn’t start a war with this

I implore the 5th, im just here to pour a fifth

And give you people more to dish

Man you bored as shit right, live life or let it past you

Get by or get passed through, I been passed you

You livin in my past moves, we past cash and we jus tryna get trashed dude

You tryna put me in a bad mood (bad mood right)

See you summoning my whole crew (whole c rew fight)

And we wont be outdone, you wont like the outcome

And on that note, we out son

Chorus

Verse 2

See I like fast cars, fast bars, fast life, fast checks

Fast chicks with fast dudes, fast booze with slow sex

And you know whats next to the lips that, ooh la la, ooh la la (mwah)

Nice food, nice looks, nice drinks, nice books

Nice trips, nice whips, nice times with nice crooks

I been broker now I have one

I been open to stash hon, H. B. smash done

You have not and I have some

And im gunnin for the rest, stop coverin your chest

I aint settlin for less than better than the greatest

And I wont stop until I made it, uh, Im just sayin

You prayin for my downfall

But who the one that’s always down ya’ll (ME)

Now im on my grown shit, tryna do my own shit

Man im jus tryna go home bitch

Chorus

Napalm ft Chrisna Clark

Chorus

You feel the beat and its bumpin

I wanna see how you break it down

Everybody came here to party

Sippin on moscator ciroc and crown

Preparty got me all tipsy

All dressed up, I got my crew with me now

It’s the weekend, feel like im freakin

Don’t care what club we in, we get down

Verse 1

Oh hell yeah, party over this way

Hotties drunken bodies poppin totties by the dj

I been high since the freeway, nonstop shots and I aint getin no leeway

Move it to the left, fire in the hole

My whole brigadeer got a bottle in the bowl

And we hotter than the cold and we colder than explosions

All geared up, reared up for the focus

On the battlefield at the bar  im a soldier

Mama go the tilly one shot and its over

Call the general I need a bottle of that potion

Im tryna leave the spot like I aint feelin my emotions

Hold up, ready, aim, fire take shots

Chasin that moscato off a double of ciroc

Like ready, aim, fire, take shots

Im so blown, it’s a warzone pop

Chorus

Bridge

Man im bout to get blown like napalm (4x)

Ready, aim, fire take shots (3x)

Im so blown, it’s a warzone pop, ow

Verse 2

Oh hell yeah party in the back right

Sweeties with martinis got em coverin they backside

We got them ak stunnas

Scope you with that red beam selector if I want ya

Bout to cause a puncture, need a medic for the suture

Napalm blown I am uncertain of my future

99 bottles of ciroc on the wall

if the crew take em down, then we all bout to fall with the call

Bridge

Verse 3

Oh hell yeah party on the dance floor

Cuties with big booties truly movins what that ass is for

Im tryna pass to go, got entry in advance

Star spangled banner there’s a party in my pants

Oops ya’ll tranced up, stop and put ya hands up

Bartender throwin frags out now imma damn drunk

And what, I don’t need a reason

Imma soldier in the war, everyday is drinkin season

I let the mines deploy then I pick a target

I got a couple dudes, you got an all girl squadron

We set it off and its getting really brutal

Glasses clashin, people tryna ration if the feelin’s mutual

Its what we choose and im loyal to the mission

I got a duty somewhat royal in position

So get ready, aim, fire take shots

And we all so blown so take ya ass home, pop ow

Chorus

Bridge

Hate Me Den

You know what…im sick and fuckin tired of people thinking they can say what they want about me…you know what I mean

They think im some shy little aint gon’ say shit lil motha fucka, ow

They don’t know who they’re messin with

It’s the honey buzz

Yeah yeah yeah yeah, you muh fuckas know the deal, you know my fuckin name

That honey bizzle for real, little bitch that run the game

Ya’ll know it aint none the same simple and fuckin plain

Look around from north to downtown, nobody else stake that claim

Damn that fuckin dame, bitch sick probly insane

Im a lil bit nuts, I go hulk when my lips be clownin man

You such a downer dang, that shit im bout to bring

I figure ya’ll nikkas would celebrate bitches all hail the queen

I got people talking, got A&Rs that’s hawkin

Had conversations bout my placement just before I walked in

Yeah that honey buzz, all there is and ever was

Calls your kids and every cuz, drop em with that honey bug

That honey love, go on give it a tug

Yhou could say what you want you cant deny that I get dummy bruh

They be sayin breathless too old, cant rap that bitch aint cold

I be like ya’ll fools don’t know, when the time comes, ya’ll know who gon go

The h to the o…h o n e y…

You could practice to be like me but why even try

Bitches I hear ya cry, nikkas I hear ya too

So clear the way I have appeared for what im ehre to do

No need to fear the truth, just embrace it dude

Im chris brownin the tracks leavin em black and blue

Yeah I said black and lbue, cuz I got tracks to bruise

Im bout to turn some happy attidues right back to blues

You rap biitches too, I nknwo you hear me boo

Too big for your  btriches ya’ll go on and make me lose my cool

Man so whats a girl to do, man ya’ll hoes aint got a clue

Give a fuck less what you do, brathless ogt a world to rule

You little girls are fools and I got plenty points

Ad one of them alone is that none of ya’ll got any points

It sounds confusing, but really it aint though

If you aint got no points then you aint never seen the bankroll

Bitch you outta rank you, find your fuckin position

Stay in line ho, remember with whom you’re dealin

I shit and was off the pot before most of ya’ll started pissin

And most of ya’ll rap nikkas delivery is jus fuckin ridiculous

Real nikkas we sick of it, ya’ll dummies is at the picnic

While my black ass is at the district with owners of businesses

Told you to learn from me, honey know what the business is

That siddity shit, google fb, space and twitter it

Yeah nikka tweet me, impossible to beat me

Got a problem with the honey biz then bitch come and see me

I like having underlings and you wonder why I sing

With no autotune its autodoom when honey in the room

Oh here come the boom bip, bumble with that new shit

Why I have to do it? Cuz I speak the truth bitch

I said its cuz I speak the truth bitch

One Moment

Now imma need you to pay attention

So pay attention

Verse 1

Listen closely all of you who oppose me

Know that I am grosely capable to uphold these

Mediocre wanna be’s, nikka never gonna be’s

Get your ego stung from the rumble of the honey b

Wakin daily, I got a plan to pay me

Im out here sweatin blood, give a fuck about some love

Give a fuck about me risin, climin to star status

Stretchin to the core of the earth to the farthest planets

Im in this bitch like survival of the fit

Im in like training bras on pam Anderson shits

Naw, you cant handle honey even if you tried

You just stay like Jessie j….keep hope alive

The closer in line The doper I rhyme I find

More focus and grind to my moment in time

You lazy fuckers better run to the gate

Im at the finish line before you’re awake nikka

Chorus

Verse 2

I been a monster man I keep it poppin

Man im just a natural saturatin the capitols

To get the capital so that I can catapult to my one moment

My one moment

Im makin deals with the movers and the shakers

The doeers not the waiters, mami wants the greatest

Im the baddest lil boss on the block

With bigger stocks come the bigger the rocks

Yeah, I want my dynasty dining with the finer things

 Baby im a mogul in the making up for raising

Up for the taking if the paperwork is proper

Holla at lil momma nd let me deliver product

Im a piruanna when it comes to this shit

You want the fire nikka get at ya bitch

I bring the drama when it comes to this shit

You want the fire nikka get at ya bitch

Chorus    

Not My Style

Verse 1

Yo, usually im not as candid as this

But right now I need some understanding at this

Im not the kind of girl thatlikes to show emotion

So I feel the words im speakin show my devotion

I make mistakes sometimes and bad choices

But in time my mind has grown up through the losses

And because I express it best in a song

I must confess in my professional tone

My friend, we been tight since I remember

I never had a sister before I met ya

Two peas in a pod, nothijn that they could tell us

We was causin a ruckus for suburban cinderellas

But we moved and through the years we stopped callin as much

Both of us changing while we keeping in touch

We met again and after all of these years

The conversation ended in tears, why

Chorus

I cant fall down on my knees (what can I say)

And apologize to you (this is just my way)

That aint my style (its hard for me to make apologies but)

Its very hard to say im wrong (what more can I do)

Even though I know its true (when im telling you the truth)

That just aint my style (its hard for me to make apologies)

Verse 2

My soldier I know I said my lovin is true

Its hard to prove so I dedicate it to you

I know im hardly ever here cuz my music

Always on the road or studio writin new hits

All you wanted was my time and affection

Most of the time im headed in my own direction

I think aobut the times we almost lost it

And all them times temptation coulda caught us

All of the a rguments claimin we were leavin

But never lasting for more than just an evening

Still sometimes I act irrational and shit

And sometimes I just be makin you sick but

Stic kwith the kid, I promise I got your back

Baby I’ll hold you down till my world goes black yo

Stick with the kid, daddy I got your back

And I promise you could hold me to that, for real

Chorus

Verse 3

I am who I am, I make no excuses

 For my decisions or how I do my music

But my conscious couldn’t let me be from what my fans have expected of me

It took me years just to complete the monster

All you could do was try to see me in concert now

That’s disappointin for the people who support me

Without an album my people coulda divorced me

Forced me to see this emergency so for thee I write this with urgency

And I got pressure from all sides, so I put all my intentions in all rymes

Now its alright we all tight, together as a culteure

And together we can handle all the vultures

I wasn’t bruised in the beginning when I started this

Now I gotr the scars of an emerging artist

Chorus

*BONUS TRACK: Pop

You know you could pop anything….

But thug you better pop it for real

Chorus

Ey Ey Eyyyy mama tell em don’t stop

Cuz if it aint hot it don’t pop, now

Uh, Honey give it all you got

Cuz if it aint hot it don’t pop now

Ey ey Eyyyy mama tell em don’t stop

Cuz if it aint hot it don’t pop now

Uh, Money give it all you got

Cuz if it aint hot it don’t pop

Verse 1

Ey Ey You love it when I shake them hips

I love it when you make that grip now

Papas proper, checkin the reaction

Got me like im modelin for Maxim

Walkin on the runway, any given Sunday

Fantisizin we were like the Smiths with the gun play

Got my mind on a one way street

Like im all state runnin in a track meet

Call me flo jo, heatin up my backseat mojo

Happy that tonite im flyin solo

Honey for the dolo, baby to the oompf degree

Im hopin he would pop with me

Then his eyes went pop, his pants went pop

My ass went pop, then his hands went pop

Whoa, you love the way the rear views movin

Baby just be careful what ya doin

Chorus + Bridge

Eye y now pop pop a lil somthin, pop pop a lil somethin, rock rock it if ya wanna

Ey ey now, pop pop a lil somethin, pop pop a lil somethin with me

Verse 2

Ey ey, I love it when the club gets thick

You love it when the crowd gets sick now

We getting stupid, everybody’s wilin’

People from the ceilin to the tiling’s

Music is vicscious spending all your riches

Now we all leanin off the liquor with the quickness

And everybody’s business is yours

Till somebody looked directly at ya boy

Then a bottle went pop, ya boy went pop

The door went pop, a 44 went pop whoa

Now everybody’s rushin to leave

Cuz he’s pullin something silver out his sleeve

Chorus + Bridge

Verse 3

Ey ey now you can pop anything you feel

But thug you better pop it for real now

Pimps pop your collars, thugs pop your dollars

Shorties make it pop till you hear that nikka holla whoa

Pop the dro, pop a shoulder till it hang low

Pop your 24s till the dubs make it bang yo

Pop a cap, pop the speakers in ya maybach

Pop it like ya havin a convulsion when you say that

UH, we even make the Dom go pop

I mean bubbly bubbly till we make it go pop

Ey, im sayin you can pop it for free

Jus pop pop a lil somethin with me, Ey!

Chorus

*BONUS TRACK - You Likey

You likey, you likey, you likey, you likey

You likey, you likey, you likey, you likey

Verse 1

They call me Mrs Butterworth baby

My mouth spits butta and my worth is crazy

I kid you not, this chick got gold

Killin penicillin for all of you snot nosed

I got those, stay fresher than your zip lock

Shorty got some homies if you stepping you can get got

Runnin from the click clock, tick tock time’s up

If you’re left behind I think its time you get your grind up

Wind up batter, put your money on the game

Funny honey got more collateral in my name now

Don’t be ashamed man, I blame it on my momma

She got freaky with my daddy and out came a daughter

And father knows best, and mine told me behold babygirl you’re your own

And so I be about my grown ass, mami with class

And you know I know you like that, you like that

Chorus

Got a pocket full of green and a purse full of cash

Leanin to the side with my stiletto on the gas

Oh yeah, you like the way I do that

yeah, you like the way I do that

got some liquor in my left hand, celli in my lap

getting text messages, flirtin right back

oh yeah, you like the way I do that

yeah, you like the way I do that

Verse 2

Im on intersatae 80 drivin 85

8 girls in the car, 3 already high

2 already pumped, 2 more crazy drunk

one in the middle grabbin more bottles from the trunk

we got the speakers bumpin, tryna get into something

we gotta hit a club cuz I aint get dressed for nothing

and im drunker than an olsen twin

might have to stop and put some folgers in

oh yeah, I thought I told ya my crew is soldiers

one way or another we are gonna win you over

and then its over take it a sign as closure

I suppose baby but wasn’t it nice to know ya

I told ya, aint nobody colder

Walk bolder, honey just somethin like polar

Frozen like solar ice caps man

And you know I know you like that, you like that

Chorus

Verse 3

Um So hey, can you hear me now

Im speakin clearly now

I know you feel me now

Some of you fear me now

Hate me dearly now, im the one who state facts

Nikkas want the payback from present to the way back

Honey don’t play that, you better lay back

I wont have to say crap cabron just take that

I know you hate that with a passion

That’s why I look at you when im rappin, just to see your reaction

Im like the captain, sippin on some captain

Always in the action tmz the captions b*tch

You wish you were doin half of this

But you cant even reach my average kid

Oh yeah I know you likey despite me bein so damn bad

And that’s cuz im so damn bad

You know where you can find me

Im in the Olds drivin unwisely with my middle finger behind me like…

Chorus