Jack Flash Presents ... 24 --- MIXTAPE
by Jack Flash
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Week 3 - Survival Skills
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Week 4 - Smile
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Week 5 - Gotta Believe
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Week 7 - All For Hiphop
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Week 8 - Can't Stop This
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Week 9 - Waiting In Line
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Week 10 - Pass Out
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Week 12 - We Roll
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Week 13 - Westside
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Week 15 - I Gititin
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Week 16 - The Product
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Week 19 - Woooo Riddim
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Week 21 - Exhibit A
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Week 22 - Beautiful
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Week 24 - In This World
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about
This is my 24 series i did between Dec 09 and June 10. For 24 weeks every monday i released a new 24 bar verse over a different instrumental selected by DJ Heritage.
I have put the all together at the request of numerous people and have released it free with an option to donate as much as you would like. You can take it for free, but anyone who wants to put money up can support me that way as well. Either way, its bless.
Peace
Flash
I have put the all together at the request of numerous people and have released it free with an option to donate as much as you would like. You can take it for free, but anyone who wants to put money up can support me that way as well. Either way, its bless.
Peace
Flash
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released 14 June 2010
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- Track Name: Week 1 - Popular Demand
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I'm sick of rappers with that struggling with writers block style
with that Jack Flash but not quite as hot style
what i drop make the God's smile, pull a sick verse off my stockpile
and take over the earth like the Rothschilds
My shit's so cold that Jack Frost bites it
rappers now are just corporate mascot sidekicks
cartoon, R2D2 arse clones,
who arent true, arent hiphop or arent close
i'm the antithesis, with the literacy i'm God blessed
and with the lyricism, i'm literally obsessed
advanced formula of listerine, beyond fresh
even with a lisp it seems, i'm spittin it as hot yes,
i hear you talking about all the groupies and the hot sex
but everytime i'm at your show its just a cockfest
so either you're making up stories like the loch ness
monster or you're obviously fucking dudes that cross dress
must have been something special in mum and dads genes
they created something you'd swear came from Stan Lee
they called it Robert Neal Bradley, but whenever Jack Flash speaks
Rob takes a back seat
that's my alter-ego on some Rob De Niro/Jack La Motta shit
not portrayin a character but becoming one with it
I freestyle on auto-pilot when the pen fails
so it goes over your head unnoticed like chemtrails - Track Name: Week 2 - Charles Hamilton Is Back
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Man it's almost 2010, how 2009 flew
the year of the ox gave us recession and swine flu
the world was celebrating coz Obama's in the house
8 years since 9/11 still Osama isn't found,
Wake Up, it was the year of the blog, twitter and podcast
and what were you doing when you heard the king of pop passed
Brittany Murphy died and that was not predicted
Swayze stopped dancing, Jade Goody got evicted
and hiphop lost some legends from the cross fader
Mr Magic, DJ AM and Roc Raida
Plus Baatin from Slum Village, rest in peace
best albums this year, i'd say the Mos Def release
Em was relapsing, plus MF Doom was sick
so was Q-Tip and the 2nd part of Cuban Linx
Royce destroyed it and I int finger pointing
Ive just got to be real, Blueprint 3 was disappointing
just like the summer, it lasted for about 3 days
even though they told us to get ready for a heatwave
global warming was a hot topic, climate-gate
by the way, when the cats away we learned the tiger plays
music charts stayed weak and every number one
was waist til rage burst through and broke the cumberbund
England qualified, followed by so many more
moments that just wont fit in to a single 24 - Track Name: Week 3 - Survival Skills
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So today I may not be a name that fills shows
but fuck that I'm ill so, I'm invincible as far as skills go
I don't know if I will blow, so take a chill pill folks
yeah, I'm getting love but I'm still broke
Heads are still sleeping on me like a pillow
But I'm here to bring you change like a till float
Fake rappers undercover get the quilt stole
fuck your game, you ARE game, I'm in kill mode
Hot as a grill, stove or oven but still cold
Flows sewn together like Buffulo Bill's clothes
Scribe a scene from a horrow when my quill strokes
All in a days work so fuck how they built Rome
I been in more bitches mouths than a milkbone
My pecker's like a black and decker how i drill holes
and don't be making no drilling 5 mil jokes
after Flash chicks have to buy a bigger dildo
First timers to MILFs know, natural to silicoln
Slim chicks to straight Uncle Phil clones
I digress, rappers with over the hill flows
literally can't see me like Whoopi in that film Ghost
can't help feeling a little unfulfilled though
like tryin to smell a flower through a snot filled nose
but even then, do you see the rose wilt? No
you might not appreciate it but it still grows - Track Name: Week 4 - Smile
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I continue that sentiment and I smile
It's glued to my face and the world is a beautiful place, maybe you just haven't seen the evidence in a while
Maybe you forgot or you got distracted by drama
Tried to cheat universal law and got bitch slapped by Karma
Now, I don't know the half bout a father, tryna use his arms like they're armour
wrapping them around his kid while a car bomb explodes on the strip in Gaza
I don't know a quarter bout a mother tryna feed a daughter
in between slaughter and war on her feet tryna find clean water
no, still i tell you to smile and i'm not here to sugarcoat
coz you gotta look at both ends of the spectrum before the true colours show
but the ugly souls that run the world can't conrol my thoughts
my emotions are my own, they can't be sold or bought
so the world needs your smile, more than it ever did
now go flaunt your unique smile, counter the negative
and death is the only defininite, and we're in debt to its deficit
you can sit there getting sick but laughter's the best medicine
so yes, i suggest we live, you can take it how you wanna take it, i don't have to break it down its basic
life is what you make it, make it special, every single day you wake is sacred
thats the truth, you can see it when a friend and a young MC dies
giving thanks for your life, so we smile when we say rest in peace, Wize
Peace signs in the air, sync your arm to the kick and snare
we're united in the holy name of hiphop, make some noise if you're there
shit ye, nostalgia, got me feeling like a little child
now i remember why i do this and I can't help but smile - Track Name: Week 5 - Gotta Believe
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Trapped up in the lab with cabin fever
listening to The Union Jack Album, shit was a classic sleeper
but if I'm gonna be real, I'd just give that a B plus
now I'm coming back harder, think Nas and Ether
No election, I'm a natural leader
No electric coz I maxed the meter
Still I bang the table til I cook the baddest beat up
Where there's a will there's a way, still I remain, pushing this til I'm the last believer
I hear when you gonna blow from every fan I speak to
Glad to meet ya bro but what the fuck you asking me for?
I don't even know what blowing is
don't mean to be the cheavenist, but could you ask your hoe to blow on this...
locally I'm known as the dopest of vocalists
hopefully the globe will see how sick my flowing is
there's no celebrities I know to rub shoulders with
but hey, my facebook friends is still a growing list
I glow in pitch black darkness, illuminating
like a beacon, c'mon tell me the reason that you are hating
I don't believe that fact I make music's too frustrating
I think the fact you relate is too much for you to take in
If I want mind tricks, I'll play some Vinnie Paz
I don't need to hear the reservations every critic has
Skill used to be synonymous with British rap
now i gotta bring it back like unrolling a jimmy hat - Track Name: Week 6 - Bret Hart Theme Music
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Let the bell toll I never felt so
self assured that I'm bout to bring the belt home
yo, the clothesline connects like a cell phone
leap from the turnbuckle dropping the elbow
rip skin off your muscle like velcro
I throw blows until your eyes swell closed
push weights and i don't mean i sell coke
dumb bell lifting until I'm an LL clone
hell froze on the day that I lost
paying the cost, now I'm replacing the boss
I work harder, longer, smarter than the rest
I'm a hitman, word to the heart up in my chest
the embodiement of the Holy Father in the flesh
I'm Godlike call me a star nothing less
I'm shining, everytime I talk, let alone rhyme
unsigned, somebody bout to hit a goldmine
showtime, now lift up the curtain
your hoe likes to lift up her skirt and sit on my serpent
I didn't mean to take that road but i couldn't resist the diversion
excuse me, back to the matter at hand
now where was I? oh yeah, Flash is the man
whether solo or backed up by my band
bang for your buck, bad as fuck mash up the jam
like this! - Track Name: Week 7 - All For Hiphop
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Somedays I wonder what the fuck I do this for
when rent is due and bills keep coming through my door
I travel to perform, but after the petrol and the hotel room I've more
or less had all of the loot absorbed
shit, I'm starving and all I've got is food for thought
should I put my uniform back on and call the superstore
frozen pizza, pay for 2 get 4
Hi I'm Rob, Ill be your walking advertising corporate superwhore
I'll ride a unicorn before I let that happen
so every cheque I cash I guess I can expect to rashon
cut my drinking sessions and quit my expensive habits
coz the worst thing you can be about success is passive
especially when you're brassic, cant stress that enough
gotta take the driving seat, cant just be a passenger
you could be the manager, or you could be the janitor
you can go and get yours or just take what they hand to ya
It's on me alone, all roads lead to home
It's time for me to take responsibility, I know
I need some serious help with monetary control
Tryna balance my balance with bank fees and loans
I'm 23 I've grown way beyond dependancy
I've been borrowing money and going on a spending spree
passing the buck, but right here's where it stops
coz money aside I'd still do it for hiphop - Track Name: Week 8 - Can't Stop This
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Less of the Uk hiphop, I'm just an MC
I wont be boxed into no category
neither will I take blame for a lack of scene
I think big, excuse me for ever having dreamed
ready, get set, go like red, amber, green
you're left at the lights running out of gasoline
rappers give me joke, how theyre in a magazine
acting like the man but they got no cash to eat
its deep, ego driven hollow vanity
its funny how the sheep go follow that and bleet
i used to just believe what the TV channel screened
but that was gravity holding down the man in me
now, I'm glad to be what I am
I was niave, thinking I could just abracadabra cream with no plan
peace is the missing peice of a man
if we have it we can quit some of the habits that got each of us scammed
my philosophies are mine but you're welcome to share
our elders tried to tell us but we werent mentally there
step up, we see our lives from the negative side
celebrate the anniversaries of death and not life
may seem crazy, rest in peace Jay Dee
no lie, same message to the souls in Haiti
earthquakes, sea levels, hurricanes and such
they say that its the last days, someone pray for us - Track Name: Week 9 - Waiting In Line
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Sun, rain, sleet, hail, snow I'm here
even thought the majority got no idea
for my flow, I know I'm feared
For those in the know, I toast my beer
a few said they found the way that I spoke quite weird
well thats because I'm from up north unlike most my peers
though I go south a lot, I was down there last week
Theyre like "where abouts you from in North bruv, Hackney?"
Well, not exactly, it's further up than that
If you don't know my town then I'ma put it on the map
It's where I've grown as an artist, Home's where the heart is
Huddersfield's where it all started
Still I got my haters here, crabs in a barrell
who everytime i rap, want to battle
someone you give dap to, then you turn your back and they stab you
I'm baffled, turn back around and they act cool
mad yoots used to quote John, Luke and Matthew
Now they crack brews, fuck raw and pass zoots
shit's changing, say another generation
but they've just grown up, it's always been the same thing
now i've grown, tryna tour edinburgh to hastings
off the train, board a plane jetting off to Bieging
aspiration fills the air,
but dont worry this time next year, we'll be millionaires - Track Name: Week 10 - Pass Out
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I must have passed out
I remember the bartender saying last rounds
I had a triple brandy I guzzled the glass down
and then everything just faded into the background
I'm fucking smashed now, at the kebab house
walking up to random people with my sack out
fuck is that bout? me and my bad mouth
got me scrapping, had to go and knock this man out
(Yo that's a girl flash,) well, i couldnt back down
she wanted beef and i couldnt deal with that mad cow
(sirens) shit I know that sounds
I better take off my jacket and turn my hat round
headed to that strip club, the pussycat lounge
but its a tenner in and i'm down to my last pound
so i just sit on a bench and i wait for hand outs
and i'm so pissed out my head it feels like a damn couch
and that's how I slept through work and got layed off
woke up, breath stinking of yesterday's shots
with an "I've just licked clean an ash tray" cough
alcoholic shakes worse than Michael J Fox
so you can see me steaming saying fuck a lame job
swiggin a Super T until this rap shit pays off
and this for all my people that don't take a day off
and i dont mean from work i mean from gettin wasted
cmon - Track Name: Week 11 - Bold And Arrogant
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I know too many MCs who are bold and arrogant
acting like their CD went gold or platinum
truth is, they never even sold a rack of em
so fuck them and the rich arseholes that's backing them
save the stories bout the dough your stacking and
tell the truth about how much you owe your management
you boast and brag about all the hoes your macking but
you're a minute man at most, and that's most embarrasing
coast to coast I'm gathering a coalition of fans all
in agreement that my flow is staggering
show to show i'm travelling keeping rappers on their toes
headliners like "yo, he's smashing it!"
you let your style get old and passionless
I jumped in the deep end and bro, you paddled in
so off stage, you can get thrown like javelins
so far, you'll never make it home like Madeline
two words to sum you up thus far, sub par
big fish in a small pond, hood star
all your boys like na bro you really come far
actin like you're ballin while your stallin in your mums car
boasting bout the drug charge, you're missing out the good part
tell em bout the unmarked car, you got in dumb arse
career dead, may it rest in peace
i send your obituary as your press release
now lets go - Track Name: Week 12 - We Roll
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Brewing underground like a pool of lava
ready to blow and explode to superstardom
expect the shit to be yellowstone-esq
welcome to the terrordome, this the telephone desk
you can leave a message but it doesn't matter man, you're doomed
this'll be the abolition of the planets and the moons
I'm the elephant that's standing in the room
but you keep shtum, beyond pussy, you're practically a womb
and plus you're just a baby inside, crying late at night
me? I know what ladies like, you? well you're lady like
tryna get your make up right, living for the fame and light
soothing your ego with that bebo and facebook hype
I int checking on your page for your latest lies
you dont see you played yourself when you plagorise
the game is biased, major labels got satan ties
signing up fake MCs who arent fit to lace my nikes
just because it's popular it doesn't make it right
and if i'm kept in the dark, i won't take it light
i've stayed polite for too long and just let it go
dudes biting me and ignoring the debt they owe
weak characters that fake the persona
they dont have it in em, like they have to wait for a donor
pay what you owe, make it go straight the owners
and get well to Guru now he's awake from his coma - Track Name: Week 13 - Westside
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i only write what i know, show my life when i flow
every lines a window, you see inside of my soul
all the highs and the lows, all the driving to shows
spending nights on the road, all the rhyming for dough
the freestyling alone, was so much nicer than most
many lie just to blow, mant they sly as stallone
i keep my mind on my goals, til i'm wise and i'm old
and plus i know all that shines isnt gold
i got my nose to the grindstone, i'll take it if you're not giving
not quitting yet, you'll have to take away my oxygen
i've done my share of door banging and lock picking
but my advice is when opportunity knocks....listen
drop wisdom on these lines like it's God fishing
have you ever taken your third eye to the optician
I'm tryna learn so I can predict the plot twisting
leave the blocks quick and I'm sprinting because the clock ticking
stopped wishing, started making it happen
thats apathy traded for action,
happily taking my stance as a man, they tell me to reveal the secret
I tell em keep it real, but they was never real to keep it
pressure to be what they want you to be
will only ever lead you onto defeat
I've been knocked down, knocked out, woke, and got onto my feet
faced the problem head first and learned not to retreat
and I'm good - Track Name: Week 14 - Chase The Clouds Away
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Wake up and the morning feels brand new
pass the mirror, God Dam I love that view
beautiful girl stirring under my sheets
just cashed me a cheque that got me covered for weeks
go run, fix something to eat
think reasons to be grateful while I'm brushing my teeth
breath blessing my lungs, I feel love when I breathe
there's a silver lining most of us wud struggle to see, but not ME
everybody got that voice in their head
you know that one that gets you paranoid and depressed
it's telling you expect disappointment at best
its poison, but I'm training mine to go after enjoyment instead
positive over negative, let the energy flow
yesterday is gone, so I'm letting it go
grow up and learn, you're never too old
you cant stand still just coz you're scared of stepping on toes
happy to make them blunders, they'll never take me under
i fumble, fuck up and fall, it'll only make me stronger
and if it takes me longer, so be it, i'll go with it
no fears of phobias appropriate, I'm over it
your resistance is met with my persistance
this is how the fuck i make a difference, for instance
these grey clouds have never been convincing
the sun is still behind them so everythings a win win - Track Name: Week 15 - I Gititin
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Fuck what you heard about me, or more specifically fuck what you haven't
I'm that rapper you never found, hiphops Bin Laden
Studied a Chris Wallace class and did a Pac degree
you probably heard a KrisKros track and got some dungarees
but hiphop was in my genes, I fell for the culture young
channelled my aggression through an obsessive compulsive tongue
Ultra magnetic, I attracted a crowd, I attracted a crowd
I boogied down, I grew attached to the sound, lets play it loud now
I'm balancing syllables and flowing with a fluency
that few can seem to match and it's as relaxed as when humans speak
conversational approach, complicated yet composed
constant playlist on your show, it's confirmation that I'm dope
not like you needed it, it's totally obvious, YOU
i weep my feet on, maybe some soul will rub off on ya, TRUE
I'm polar opposites from all of these monotonous, wannabe hiphoppers poppin up all across the continent TWO
thousand and whatever year you discovered this
I'm the most coveted, but you only ever dare utter it
whisper it, think it, but i need you to shout
so if your down, lets take it back to what hiphop is about
becoz its funny how the money's made a man a mouse
theyre trading dignity for digits in your bank account
you're in the prescence of an independant cultivator
intellectual descendant, sent to be your culture saver - Track Name: Week 16 - The Product
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This generation is obsessed with, trying to make it
lying there naked, like "you can have it all free of charge
and don't worry, I int gonna say shit,
I'll smile and I'll take it, whatever I must to be a star
and I'm so gully, at least when the cameras are switched on"
playing the hard thug on the glamourous bitch song
paradoxical, mad illogical
and i don't believe behind the scenes you've actually got control
I might be underground as a rapper gets
at least I int working hard to pay my slave master cheques
I'm a pitbull surrounded by puppies here
wannabe Puffys, pussies pulled by puppeteers
these dudes are fucking divas, they got pussy fever
If we int fallen off then what the fuck is Justin Beiber
Got me paranoid like, "na, it must be something deeper,
Illuminati must have planned to make the culture weaker"
I don't know, but it feels like a landslide
Wolves in sheep clothing, making sure that the lambs die
Part of me stopped caring, like just do what you love
Blank out the bullshit and don't watch it Rob
and ye, they're well aware there's poison in the grapevine
but it sells so they'll go exploit it at the same time
marketing fame like the summit of acheivement
I just hope you're not gullable enough to believe it - Track Name: Week 17 - Hollywood Hiatus
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I know this girl, everything brings her down
but her heaven exists in tinseltown
she California dreamin, Hollywood reaching
she want out of here, and she got enough reasons
nothin in the world's gonna stop her succeeding
if she gotta suck semen, then she'll swallow nut even
she wanna be a star in the world's eyes
she want that girl's breasts and that girl's thighs
all her heroes fit in size zeros
I can see her ribs but she's always gonna see rolls
she fucking with MCAT on the regular
partly for the high, partly for the anarexia
she doesn't see the gradual decline
Max Factor hiding the bags around her eyes
she's a black widow tarrantula disguised
spinning up a web for a batchelor tonight
giving fake numbers so they don't call her up
one night stands so she don't fall in love
she couldn't care less if that makes her hollow
she knows whats she wants, at least til tomorrow
she took all the mirrors out her bedroom
telling herself everything'll make sense soon
when she makes it, everything'll be ok
until then she'll just have to wipe the tears away - Track Name: Week 18 - Renaissance rap
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The greatest show that you ever saw
every audience is left in awe
commence applause
the flow never stopped, no menapause
penning my 24s with venom on devil's horns
ha, the renaissance, they force fed us thought
brainwashed a nation, now the sane get ignored
so i approach the music game like a mental war
and deliver every metaphor like it's desert storm
grinding like peppercorns, I was born to do it
put up any form of barrier, I'm forcing through it
sheer determination,
never do I back away from fear, I turn and face it
I int here on Earth to waste it
that's the basis, basic as DJs juggling a bass kick
but as euphoric as a base hit
I bathe in the beauty and embrace it
faced with, any opportunity I take it
this int my year, this is my millenium
rappers are blowing and I don't feel a high percent of em
I int bothered though, the fact they're only hype is evident
fed up with em, shit, I wouldn't even wipe my sweat on em
I'm a king, don't be fooled by these pauper's clothes
and don't judge a book, you don't know what this author knows
and before I go, I must announce another
newsflash, you can now download the sound of colours - Track Name: Week 19 - Woooo Riddim
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Man, few dudes up in this game are real
they just want youtube teenage appeal
there's nothing they wont do for that major deal
they get raped and then tell you how great it feels
selling their soul for a car,
and a cellular phone and a yard
and i know to a 12 year old you're a star,
but it wont help i'll expose who you are
I can see through all of these cowboys and chancers
ask whats up, they avoid the answers
look how they toned down their voice and stature
have em all shook, paranoid and anxious
no longer acting the alpha, al pacino ego retracted
you're back to the deep throat gaggin antics
you keep low but we know that you practise
theres something on your top lip you queen
looking like you been licking cream
man, theres something bout a rapper in skinny jeans
make me think that he fiending for dick like nicotine
and the whole scene is a circus,
surplus clowns just run around the circuit
its obsurb what they let pass for service
so i'm urging you to search past the surface - Track Name: Week 20 - You Rock My World
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Let it flow with no resistance
every 24 been so consistant
I accelerate with exploding pistons
and I catapulted up into pole position
won't submit, fold or quit, no I'm different
bold and big balled, I go the distance
I know a lot of rappers that just won't quit bitching
bout not blowing, bro, if it's broke then fix it
I take control of mine, make some dough and grind
focus now, I'm designating sober time
not a believer of fate or solar signs
or good luck, you've got to make your own in life
I int bitter that I lack fortunes
I'm just happy I got more soul than platform shoes
I int wishing that my 24s had more views
if the alternative is none, I can hack small moves
this year, getting my passport used
last year I was snacking, now I'll snatch your food
it's either that or loose,
while you put your shit back on snooze
I'm up watching the sun rise and the grass form dew
early bird catch the worm, and I got cash to earn
and I got gash to erm, fuck, yeh that's the term
them two things clash and I swear man is cursed
coz they're both calling but who do I answer first? - Track Name: Week 21 - Exhibit A
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if this was my final 24,
not bars, but hours til I'm at heaven's door
I wonder how I would spend it
presented with that question you put your life in perspective
like maybe I was wrong and I need some time to correct it
it's that butterfly effect shit
shit my eyes and rest with visions of those I affected
an epiphany made something in my spine electric
like man has this incredible power and I possess it
it's true a high percentage will never use it or tap into
their reservoir of possibility to boost their attributes
but I was born to wear a master's shoes, making mammoth moves
your unevolved brain has got the caveman on loop
I break the cycle, weigh in underweight and take the title
the rabid underdog that came to bite you
the vets never put me down, they all say flash is next
I want the type of media coverage that Cameron gets
while on the subject, election equals fraud
and I int buying into it unless we leave the war
so you could say that I refuse to march to their drum
hung parliament? we need members of parliament hung
bro I only ever started with crumbs,
i want the bread, in fact I'm starving for some
so no longer will I pardon my tongue
and I can either be a star or a bum
I get the feeling we just started, the best part is to come - Track Name: Week 22 - Beautiful
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they say when it rains that it pours gallons
I'm tryin to make the sun stay in my thought patterns
deep in my imagination it all happens
it comes together like simaltaneous orgasms
and it's beautiful right?
I'm setting off something major now the fuse is alight
and I can see that the future is bright
i hope you're viewing this sight and you're not just viewing my site
spend some time getting into the mood and the vibe
we're connected with the music like the moon and the tides
in a mad world you feel like you're loosing your mind
press play it all changes in a few minutes time
the illuminous shine and the glow of the gold
that is truly inside of my mind and my sou
lets me know, that the beauty's inside and I thrive on it so
you decide, either shine or you don't
maybe my content has gone zen
John Lennon mixed with Comm Sense and Ghandi condensed
I lost the God complex when I learned
I'm not invincible just coz I drop a nice verse
somebody told me that fame would spoil me
and royalties don't mean I'm living turmoil free
I appreciate the sentiment and loyalty
but there's no limit to the beauty and the joy I see - Track Name: Week 23 - You Don't See The Signs
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I know they're still not seeing the signs
MCs that are blind need to look beyond the beats and the rhymes
it's gotta start with the heart and completeness of mind
the song is already written, if you seek, you will find
but if you write from the surface, your lines have no purpose
that's why in the cypher you're right to be nervous
rewind and reverse it, rewrite and rehearse it
I'll let you know if I int satisfied with the service
I keep the standards high, stand aside
or be trampled by my ever expanding tribe
right, now the enery is amplified, my band provide
the beats, now the jam's alive
I'm talking planet wide, every continent and ocean
if we constantly promote then we can conquer every coast
and we will come to every concert to explode
and I will conversate with competition in a condescending tone
like you guys did good, you was fine
now stand back and watch a professional rapper rhyme
I'm lightyears ahead of them, ideas of Edison
you're trembling in fear, it's quite clear you'll never win
I'm next level human ability, elecution as clean cut as using a guillitine
executioner killing dreams as another day dawns
you're nothing but a feather in my hurricane storm - Track Name: Week 24 - In This World
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anger in the nation, the bailed out the banks, inflation
is crazy, David Cameron's in, it's anarchy in the making
cameras in your location, they capturing you on tape
and they take your vital statistics and tamper with information
understand the implications, you're only pawns
(in this world)
they see you as ants in this equation
embarrased at the madness that passes for education
and kids are passing their classes but lacking an education
I only have to step out of my door to see the wine-Os
on a sunday morning, 9 o clock, they're brawling with the 5-O
reminding me, that you could be anything
(in this world)
but you gotta keep along the right roads
ying and yang, harmony, karma, peace, our belief
systems always seem to put a limit on how far we see
when all of the blood has spilled, and a son had his mother killed
he'll be looking for payback coz he had to pick up the bill
it gives me fucking chills, it's cold
(in this world)
or is it that these wars are custom built
engineered by some rich elite, look back in history
you'll begin to see the warning signs of a conspiracy
I don't know if Jay's a mason, or the queen's a shapeshifter
but I get the feeling that they still aint being straight with ya
but there's a bigger force at work
(in this world)
so look past the explanation that they give ya
