BACK-II-SCHOOL : DNR MixTape vol.3 (FREE DOWNLOAD)

                       
Bonez

Lyrics

- INTRO SAMPLE -
KRS-One: “What you gotta do is the minute you get the mic in your hand and the crowd sees it, you got the mic in you hand, BOOM - mic in your hand … go right in on them!”

- PREVIEW -
… … right back on the track invading your space/ what did the five fiingers say to the face?/ SLAP! Rick James bitch!/ don’t get side-swiped, better switch lanes quick/ this track will break your neck….

- SAMPLE 2 -
KRS-One: “What you need is courage to be you. You need a reason and a right to stand on for you to be you That’s what Hiphop is!”

- VERSE -
Man I don’t give a fuck if you’re gay of straight/
if you a cool transgender we can blaze a ‘J’/
and talk about rappers bitin’ other rappers’ styles/
like Kobe Bryant did with MJ’s fade-away/
and who can blame him? Hey, if I could I would/
then with NBA cash get some goodie goods/
and fire up the whole block, pass to the left/
we can roll it, bowl it, vape or hash it I guess/
if it’s bad for your chest we can bake you something/
I like passionate sex when I’m waking up and then/
a bowl right after, I don’t know about you/
but I’m feeling so right I might go for round 2/
Como estas tu, hermano mio?/
You know we gotta spit fire porque hace frio/
You motherfuckers think you’re slick pero ya te visto/
I came to SPLASH! Debes estarte listo/
like a gold digger digging for some shiny rocks/
or a man with some money and a giant cock/
cuz their boyfriends’ shit is like a microbot/
chasing all the wrong dreams, I hope they try and stop/
and get back to school, start hitting them books/
get your mind right kids, better listen and look/
cuz life is like chess, better position your rooks/
and speaking of chess - it’s worth mentioning/
you need a good strong queen to protect the king/
I’m a rhyming menace, and it’s time to get this/
new shit off the ground in T minus seven/
six, five, four, three, 2 Men-E wuz good?!?/
if only these woodchucks could chuck wood/
I laugh in the face of these rappers today/
cuz they’re actors and fakes that’ll yap to the jakes/
let me calm back down before I bust a gut/
I know that some of y’all think that I’m fuckin’ nuts/
cuz I think what I think and I say what I say/
I blaze cuz I stress and it takes it away/
it’s the end of humanity if we don’t act/
so I don’t bite my tongue and I don’t hold shit back/
and I don’t think you should either, speak your peace/
que sera sera, what will be will be/ \
people all around the world dream of being free/
while you mamma emcees dream of seein’ me/
but I ain’t looking for a battle so I just bounce/
it’s too much noise, I need some quiet now/
so I’m-a turn around and walk, time to get ghost/
that’s why yo mama wears underwear with dick holes/
shit, did I say that? no I just tip toe/
headed for the back door, tip toe, then woah…/
I’m right back on the track invading your space/
what did the five fiingers say to the face?/
SLAP! ... Rick James bitch!/
don’t get side-swiped, better switch lanes quick/
this track will break your neck like big, fake tits/
they might be able to relate to me if they wish/
to step in to my, step in to my…/
… back on the track invading your space/
what did the five fiingers say to the face?/
SLAP! ... Rick James bitch!/
don’t get side-swiped, better switch lanes quick
this track will break your neck like big, fake tits/
they might be able to relate to me if they wish/
to step in to my, step in to my…/
…world and join me in the war on bullshit/
like a private eye, and it’s ride or die/
I no longer accept the things that I can’t change/
until my dying days I’ll try to find a way/
to get closer to peace and to no more war/
so I’ll open my mind if you’ll open the door/
so I can step in to your, step in to your world/


- SAMPLE -
KRS-One: “What makes you a Hiphop scholar, ‘I am Hiphop’? Not ‘I’ve read ten books’, ‘I’ve been to the concerts’, ‘I’ve rapped in the studio’ - No! … You are it itself first. Get the feeling. … History is being made right now. … The second part to being a Hiphop scholar is you gotta be Hiphop all the time. You’re Hiphop all the time. Twenty four hours, seven days a week - you are Hiphop. Now that’s a hard thing to do. That’s hard.”

- VERSE -
Hey hey hey… hey hey hey… hey hey hey… hey hey hey…
Get your notebooks out - it’s back to school/
keyboard, pen or pencil, better grab your tool/
I’m-a act a fool and hit ludicrous speed/
buffoonish emcees can’t do it like me/
man I spit hot fire - better ask about me/
you’re like Tommy Gunn tryin’ to challenge Rocky/
full contact , better have a mouthpiece/
class dismissed, ask about me/
Get your notebooks out - it’s back to school/
keyboard, pen or pencil, better grab your tool/
I’m-a act a fool and hit ludicrous speed/
buffoonish emcees can’t do it like me/
man I spit hot fire - better ask about me/
you’re like Tommy Gunn tryin’ to challenge Rocky/
full contact , better have a mouthpiece/
class dismissed, fuckin’ ask about me/

- END SAMPLE -
KRS-One: “The last part to this, one of the things that come even before courage is love. Love will figure all that out.”


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Bonez

Lyrics

Do what you love…
Do what you love…
Do what you love…
Do what you love…
Do what you love…
Just do what you love…
Do what you love…
Baby do what you love…


- VERSE -
A long long long time ago I was looking up to the masters of the flow/
and so I wrote/
and for a long long long time I’d go to the music business trying to let them know/
but I learned it’s all a hoax/
shysters every which where/
throwing mucho dinero in the air/
they don’t care about your skills or about your rhymes/
but about the dollar signs/
I was unaware, I was caught off guard/
it was strange, it was odd/
but I knew right then and there that I was gone/
peacin’ out and bounce so now/
off on my way I go down this open road that no one knows/
take a breath and boldly go/
where I’ve never been before/
maybe search my soul down a rabbit hole/
don’t look back and just let go/
and fall until you’re dead/
if you don’t spread your wings instead/
man, what a shame it would be never getting to see you shine/
here and now, this is your time/
try and if you fail, so what?/
tough luck, suck it up and press your luck/
again and again, no beginning and no end/
just keep doing what you love/


Do what you love…
Do what you love…
Do what you love…
Do what you love…
Do what you love…
Just do what you love…
Do what you love…
Baby do what you love…


- HOOK -
Here we go people, throw your ONEs up!/
paradise, our home it once was/
if we all just show enough love/
what could go wrong? what could go wrong?/


- VERSE -
There’s lots to learn, I got ways to go/
I want more than my songs on your radio/
I want change, and not nickels and dimes/
gotta end the trend of imprisoning minds/
for the first time ever we can come together/
seven billion neighbors with one endeavor/
to move forward, eyes open to the next frontier/
you can change your whole life in just one year/
and in just one moment stop playing the blame game/
old solutions produce the same things/
let’s change what we do, what we talk about/
ponte las pilas, get up off the couch/
and just MOVE, better get up and go/
…MOVE, better do what you love/
…MOVE, any day could be your last/
what could go wrong? what could go wrong?


- HOOK -
Here we go people, throw your ONEs up!/
paradise, our home it once was/
if we all just show enough love/
what could go wrong? what could go wrong?/


Do what you love…
Do what you love…
Do what you love…
Do what you love…
Do what you love…
Just do what you love…
Do what you love…
Baby do what you love…


- VERSE -
Por que nos importan los países?/
no tienen principios las raices/
nadie nace con un enemigo/
por ustedes esta canción escribo/
el ve poca tele, pero come los libros/
la vida es dura, pero sobrevivimos/
quieren paz en un solo mundo?/
hay una manera - todos juntos/


…MOVE, just get up and go/
…MOVE, better do what you love/
…MOVE, any day could be your last/
what could go wrong? what could go wrong?/
(Do what you love, baby do what you love - love!)

Do what you love…
Do what you love…
Do what you love…
Do what you love…
Do what you love…
Just do what you love…
Do what you love…
Baby do what you love…


- HOOK -
Here we go people, throw your ONEs up!/
paradise, our home it once was/
if we all just show enough love/
what could go wrong? what could go wrong?/


…MOVE, just get up and go/
…MOVE, better do what you love/
…MOVE, any day could be your last/
what could go wrong? what could go wrong?/
(Do what you love, baby do what you love - love!)

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Bonez

Lyrics

- INTRO -
See it’s not that I think I’m a better rapper or writer or emcee than anybody. It’s not that. It’s not that. I’m just not afraid to go way the fuck outside the box like some of you cats are. This is Hiphop! This is WAY bigger than rap music. Man, let’s go!

- VERSE -
Coming at you like a knight suited up in shiny black, I’m bat brained/
spit insane from the first verse, the broke Bruce Wayne of the rap game/
handle biz in the day, blend in with the people, when I’m done - my mask’s off/
breaking ground, move the earth with each verse, can you feel me Randolph?/
I’m a passionate rapper/ and about as mad as a hatter/
you could say I’ve mastered my craft and/
am evolving faster and faster/
It’s like closing your eyes/
and the focus of mind/
taking over the rhyme/
blowing smoke in the sky/
and I choke, but I’m fine/
cuz I’m so fuckin’ high/
when I flow on the mic/
it’s just over, good night (buenas noches)/


- HOOK -
I spit metaphors…
with perfect form…
fuck your songs…
your whole flow is wack


- VERSE -
I don’t care what you say, what you think, what you read, what you post - you can go get fucked/
y’all tripping’ and can eat a bag of dicks with a spoon, so we beefin’ over what?/
pay no mind to the pettiness right about now cuz I’m on my grown-man/
Johnny 5 needing "input input", shout out to the whole fam/
les quiero, les amo/
y a ustedes extrano/
no se queden callados, sentados/
gastando los anos, vamos/
It’s studio time/
making moves in the night/
and my tool is the mic/
don’t be foolish, alright?/
if you’re truly alive/
then prove it and fly/
the solution is 'you'/
the solution is 'I'/


- HOOK -
I spit metaphors…
with perfect form…
fuck your songs…
your whole flow is wack


This is Hiphop! This is WAY bigger than rap music. Man, let’s go!

- VERSE -
It’s like closing your eyes/
and the focus of mind/
taking over the rhyme/
blowing smoke in the sky/
and I choke, but I’m fine/
cuz I’m so fuckin’ high/
when I flow on the mic/
it’s just over, good night/
and It’s studio time/
making moves in the night/
and my tool is the mic/
don’t be foolish, alright?/
if you’re truly alive/
then prove it and fly/
the solution is 'you'/
the solution is 'I'/


fuck your songs…
your whole flow is wack

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Bonez

Lyrics

Dear people of Earth, my brothers and sisters. If we’re ever going to evolve, if we’re ever going to move past this sick culture - we have to talk to each other. We have to educate each other. We have to be patient with each other. We have to forgive each other for our ignorance, for our apathy. You can choose not to be the same person you were fifteen minutes ago. You have a platform. Make your words mean something. Make your words count.

- VERSE -
Man another hot track, I rhyme insane/
and that’s a god damn fact like climate change/
when I fry my brain I can still spit it quicker/
and I’m sick of all the liquors, pack a bowl & let’s go/
shout out to my sister Pam, it’s all love/
been there from the beginning, bring it back to bar one/
veteran skills, we gots it bar none/
I am, we are Hiphop, c’mon son/
we’re a type zero civilization, y’all wack/
these guns and these borders hold us all back/
…and we can do better/
so let’s start having conversation together/
turn the football OFF and music ON/
medicine for my soul, what’s it do for y’all?/
we can have the good life, and that’s real talk/
enough blah blah blah, let’s have real thought/


- HOOK -
They open up their ears like a gift/
so make your words mean something don’t just "blah blah blah"/
I’m burnin’ up some ganja, yes indeed/
cuz if your shit don’t have logic - I swear to god it sounds like you go "blah blah blah"/


- VERSE -
We’re living in a straight up plutocracy/
no democracy, fake apoligies/
chump change settlements, the hypocracy/
no justice and countless atrocities/
your words mean nothing, blah blah blah/
celebration bitchez, "mazal tov"/
the wolverine is pissed, the claws are off/
i’m about solutions, y’all just talk and talk/
and I pledge allegiance to the all of y’all/
real talk - we are one, and here I come/
I’m a part of the universe and it’s a part of me/
travel the cosmos space time oddesy/
to all of you emcees who hold the mic/
you wanna live forever or be the moment’s hype?/
we only got one home, better know it’s worth/
feel something, say something - go to work/


- HOOK -
They open up their ears like a gift/
so make your words mean something don’t just "blah blah blah"/
I’m burnin’ up some ganja, yes indeed/
cuz if your shit don’t have logic - I swear to god it sounds like you go "blah blah blah"/

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Lyrics

- SAMPLE -
Roxanne Meadows: "So this is an entirely different system. We look at what causes the problems and try and design a society that eliminates war, poverty, hunger, crime, and that can be done today."

- VERSE -
Money isn’t what you want and I’ll prove it too/
You really only want the things money do for you/
You can’t eat it, drink it, it don’t keep you warm/
You can’t stack it around you and build a decent home/
We don’t need reform from any politicians/
who make plants illegal for you to rot in prison/
The thing about the system that you gotta see/
is that it’s no longer relevant, it’s obsolete
We need a brand new vision for the way that we live/
Gotta change the world before our babies get big/
so they don’t feel a hundred and twenty degrees in the summer/
we can put the guns down and scream “PEACE” if we wanna/
I’m tired of living paycheck to paycheck/
This madhouse - I’ve tried but I can’t escape it/
I don’t blame anybody, it’s the same disease/
we’re all plagued by money and insane with greed/
At least we’re trained to be, it’s indoctrination/
The elite bent on worldwide domination/
We shouldn’t have to go to war and die for our nations/
while the only benefits go to corporations/
We can do much better, you can read about it/
Resource-Based Economy, The Venus Project/
Perpetual debt… where’s the bleepin’ logic?/
I dream about shouting’ “Peace, I’m out this…”/
Gonna bring you all with me if I ever get there/
You can have abundance and access to healthcare/
No more slave wages, it’s got to go!/
Tryin’ to feed our kids is almost impossible/
We all want the same things, we’re just tryin’ to live/
You don’t want the whole pie, just a slice of it/
So I’m-a strike a match and get right, ya dig?/
And I wish that you all could feel as nice as this


- HOOK -
Ask yourself - Do you really want war?/
(and the world… could be a better place)
Ask yourself - Could we really end poverty?/
(and the world… could be a better place)
Ask yourself - Is it worth looking into?/
(and this world… could be a better place)
For the stress and hard times you’ve been through/
(the whole world… could be a better place)
Ask yourself - Do you really want war?
(and the world… could be a better place)
Ask yourself - Could we really end poverty?
(and the world… could be a better place)
Ask yourself - Is it worth looking into?
(and this world… could be a better place)
A bright new future. NO borders. Come in dude!
(the whole world… could be a better place)
for you… and me… for you… and we…
for you… and me… for you… and we…

Man I’m not your enemy, just hear me out/
and let’s have conversation - no screaming or shouting/
……let’s have conversation - no screaming or shouting

- VERSE -
I don’t wanna tell you how to live, make up your own damn mind/
You don’t like how I feel? Cool homie, that’s fine/
We don’t have to kill each other over it though/
Do you, I’ll do me, we move forward and roll/
That’s what grown folk do! There is NO utopia!/
We stop improving… the show is over, so…/
…you got an idea? Man, I’m glad to listen/
A whole lot more UNITY, …that’s what’s missing/


- HOOK -
Ask yourself - Do you really want war?/
(and the world… could be a better place)
Ask yourself - Could we really end poverty?/
(and the world… could be a better place)
Ask yourself - Is it worth looking into?/
(and this world… could be a better place)
For the stress and hard times you’ve been through/
(the whole world… could be a better place)
Ask yourself - Do you really want war?/
(and the world… could be a better place)
Ask yourself - Could we really end poverty?/
(and the world… could be a better place)
Ask yourself - - Is it worth looking into?
(and this world… could be a better place)
A bright new future. NO borders. Come in dude!
(the whole world… could be a better place) 

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Bonez ft. Komplex, D.N.A. and Sino Kadafi

Lyrics

- VERSE -
Emcees act like they don’t know/
no more than wanting to get that dough/
they’re not interested in evolving their flow/
so they don’t grow/
KRS, knowledge reigns supreme/
and sense that makes to me/
I’m like Yoda using the force on this mic ... basically/
back to school on these rappers that’s mishandling the mic/
and I ain’t hating on everybody, some of these bammaz alright/
but it just seems to me they’re lacking the passion to write/
and if you’re willing to hear me out - for you I have some advice/
try to remember why you picked up the pen and paper to start with/
anybody can write a rap but that don’t make you an artist/
if you’re not trying to see the light, staying complacent in darkness/
hesitating to spread them wings and elevate above all this/
realize that beats, rhymes and life will live forever/
and you can teach the kids to beef or unify and stick together/
it’s up to you to build bridges or build walls and fences/
cuz the struggle never stops and class is always in session

- VERSE -
Komplex : coming soon

- VERSE -
D.N.A. : coming soon

- VERSE -
Emcees act like they don’t got no kinda respect for their ancestors/
it ain’t about the flow, it ain’t about who rap better
it ain’t about the money, ain’t about the records sold/
or your crew - that “tough guy” act, it’s getting old/
you’re ego-trippin’ left and right, demonstrating your pompousness/
so disconnected with the collective consciousness/
you’re not a wordsmith, you’re just a hip-hoppa/
bitin’ everyone from Pac to Big Poppa/
bitin’ everybody you think can make you a star/
you  trying to be somebody else, you need to stay who you are/
see, if you do you and prove true - the people respond/
and before you know it - BOOM! …they’ll be singing along/
you gotta take take what you learn and flip the script in your own way/
I ain’t even all that, maybe my lyrics are okay/
just do the best with what you got and master your flow/
take it from a Hiphop scholar, better act like you know/

- VERSE -
Sino Kadafi : coming soon

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Bonez

Lyrics

- SAMPLE -
Howard Beale: “This is not a psychotic episode. This is a cleansing moment of clarity. I'm imbued, Max. I'm imbued with some special spirit. It's not a religious feeling at all. It's a shocking eruption of great electrical energy. I feel vivid and flashing, as if suddenly I'd been plugged into some great electromagnetic field. I feel connected to all living things. To flowers, birds, all the animals of the world. And even to some great, unseen, living force. What I think the Hindus call prana. But it's not a breakdown. I've never felt more orderly in my life. It is a shattering and beautiful sensation. It is the exalted flow of the space-time continuum, save that it is spaceless and timeless and... of such loveliness. I feel on the verge of some great, ultimate truth.”

- VERSE -
This one goes out to Howard Beale, may he rest in peace/
he never lived, he never died, but he reflects in me/
and he reflects in all of y’all most definitely/
you’re feeling vivid and flashing with Howard’s energy/
feel the clash of this titan, you’ve upset the beast/
release the Kraken, I might just disconnect the leash/
talking straight from the heart - that’s my specialty/
you wanna holler? all u gotta do is message me/
I know you’re sick of the lies, I know you’re sick of the fear/
all this misinformation that’s getting in to your ears/
you had hope for some change and now it’s been a few years/
and just look how far we’ve come, and now you’re giving up here?/
you’re fed up, I’m fed up - but we got work to do still/
you’ve got the power to destroy, but I encourage you build/
spread information through the matrix, feed your brains/
and then get up off your ass so we can see some change/

going back, going back, going back to school
cuz the reality of you is you don’t have a clue
going back, going back, going back to school
cuz the reality of you is you don’t have a clue

- VERSE -
This one goes out to Howard Beale, this one goes out to you/
you’re mad as hell, wishing you strength so you can power through/
wish we could take this sick culture and somehow erase it/
screaming “I’m mad as hell and I’m not gonna take it!”/
This one goes out to refugees just trying to survive/
who want a regular life like yours or kinda like mine/
crossing six thousand miles not knowing if they’ll make it/
screaming “I’m mad as hell and I’m not gonna take it!”/
This one goes out to all the kids who still hungry tonight/
Poppa can’t find a job and now money is tight/
it’s either starve or steal groceries and make an escape quick/
he’s mad as hell and he’s not gonna take it!/
This one goes out to everybody still glued to the tube/
they’re trying to take away your brain, get back to doing what you do/
and say no more to these machine men, break out the matrix/
and scream “I’m mad as hell and I’m not gonna take it!”/

- END SAMPLE -
Howard Beale: “And you will not take me off the air for now or for any other spaceless time!”

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Bonez

Lyrics

Baby, baby, say it ain’t so/
is it the way I act that’s making you go?/
Baby, baby, do you have to leave?/
if you do then i hope you come back to me/

- VERSE -
He’s a workaholic as some would call it/
making all these tracks, drinking coffee black/
stay in the lab ’til he pass out, sleep a few/
and then it’s back to the grind, make the people move/
late nights in these streets trying to move some units/
put a rhyme to a beat and make it do it to it/
rock a show for the people, get the word on the streets/
he’s been out of the house for two thirds of the week/
and he can tell she can tell he pretend he’s fine/
she’s been asking him when they’re gonna spend some time/
see it depends on the time he get back, he don’t know/
last few times he’s had to postpone/
and he can’t rewind time or grant her wishes/
is he the same man that’ll handle business?/
she’s getting tired of waiting, so kind and patient/
even though she smile seems like her eyes are saying/

- HOOK -
Is you is or is you ain’t my baby?/
The way you’re acting lately makes me doubt/
You is still my baby baby/
I guess my baby’s found somebody new/

Baby, baby, say it ain’t so/
is it the way I act that’s making you go?/
Baby, baby, do you have to leave?/
if you do then i hope you come back to me/


- VERSE -
She’s a total badass and man, she has class/
always on the go, you got a question - ask fast/
no time to waste for this queen/
she’s a player in the game and she plays to live dreams/
she’s got a good man and she loves him fine/
but he knows he’s got love, he wants her time/
she stays on the road, all ways, all roads/
“nah Babe, not again, please say it ain’t so”/
she just got back and now she’s leaving so soon/
he try to help out with everything she go through/
she don’t need a boss man, she’s got it covered/
“…so does she not need me?” he tries not to wonder/
maybe Baby’s found somebody new/
maybe he walked right up like “Howdy do?”/
but she don’t stop to talk, and it’s stressful wondering/
he got a thousand questions but asks just one thing/

- HOOK -
Is you is or is you ain’t my baby?/
The way you’re acting lately makes me doubt/
You is still my baby baby/
I guess my baby’s found somebody new/

Baby, baby, say it ain’t so/
is it the way I act that’s making you go?/
Baby, baby, do you have to leave?/
if you do then i hope you come back to me/

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Bonez

Lyrics

Are my smokers in this muthafucka?
(Hell yeah!)
Are my smokers in this muthafucka?
(Hell yeah!)

- VERSE -
It’s about that time to go/
to spit some more of that magic in the microphone/
but before I get to straight taking over the game/
I gotta get my mind right, take a bowl to the brain/
so I takes me a seat and I start relaxing/
got my lighter and my piece, now it’s on to packing/
but something’s not right when I feel my pocket/
Yo, I can’t find my bag, shit - I must have dropped it/
this is not the kind of “L” I need right now/
I’ve been putting in work and it’s the weekend, how/
in the what did I do, I mean I thought I had it/
then suddenly POOF, now it’s gone like magic/
so I sprint to the car, maybe it’s still inside/
this is the kinda bullshit that’s gonna kill my high/
but I’m damn low and now my bag doesn’t exist/
man that’s fifty bucks, my wife’s gonna be pissed/

- HOOK -
I’ve lost my weedbag…
(…back, back, forth and forth…)
can’t find my weedbag…
(…back, back, forth, I’m looking…)
I’ve lost my weedbag…
(…back, back, forth and forth…)
can’t find my weedbag…
(…back, back, forth, I’m searching…)

- VERSE -
So I’ve flipped couch cushions, traced my steps/
and I’m about to stress out, I need to take a breath/
man, I hope one of my neighbors didn’t pick it up/
I’ll slap ‘em in the face like I don’t give a …./
STOP! this is my own damn fault, I suppose I’ll focus/
it didn’t just get up and walk like hocus pocus/
it’s gotta be somewhere, but I’ve looked all over/
feel like I’ve hit my head, having a football moment/
I gotta get to work, the mic is on/
and I can spit without a hit and drop a mighty bomb/
but nothing even comes close to being in the zone/
the weed makes me lovely, the liquor don’t/
and so I gotta leave no stone unturned/
even looking in the fridge, this is so ubsurd/
this is driving me nuts, time is flying past/
before I choke a bitch, I gotta find my stash/

- HOOK -
I’ve lost my weedbag…
(…back, back, forth and forth…)
can’t find my weedbag…
(…back, back, forth, I’m looking…)
I’ve lost my weedbag…
(…back, back, forth and forth…)
can’t find my weedbag…
(…back, back, forth, I’m searching…)


- VERSE -
I’ve looked high and low and every god damn place/
I’m ‘bout to comb the whole earth, even outer space/
how could she vanish in to thin air without a trace/
missing Mary Jane already, dreaming about her taste/
man I’m blown as hell, I need to take a shit/
and then I reach into my pants and … wait - what’s this?/

Are my smokers in this muthafucka?
(Hell yeah!)
Are my smokers in this muthafucka?
(Hell yeah!)

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- SAMPLE -
‘When A Child Dies’ by Mumia Abu Jamal:
“Newsbreak: Cleveland officials announce no charges to be files in the police killing of 12-year-old Tamir Rice. There is something shattering about the death, the killing, of a child. When a child dies the natural order is torn, the stars weep and the earth quakes. We have become so accustomed to this system we suppose it is natural instead of a human imposition. Politicians in the pocket of so called police unions bow before bags of silver and blink away the death of a child – especially if a black child. What man-made institution is more precious than a child? What job? What so called profession? What office? What state? When a child dies, adults don’t deserve to breathe their stolen air. When a child dies, the living must not rest until they have purged the poison that dared harm such a one. When a child dies, time runs backward and attempts to right such a wrong. This should inspire movements worldwide to fight like never before. For something vile has happened before our eyes. A child has been killed, and in America – because it’s a black child – it means next to nothing. From Imprisoned Nation, this is Mumia Abu Jamal.”

- INTRO -
This one goes out to all the families. We understand. Any day - it could be any one of us.

- HOOK -
We stand here united to tell you we’ve had it to here/
this disregard for human life, the blood, badges and tears/
he never even got to say goodbye… goodbye…
she never even got to say goodbye… goodbye…

- VERSE -
Shots fired - then I collapse and I feel the concrete pressing on my cheek/
I can feel the blood filling my lungs and it’s getting hard to breathe/
I can feel the shock kicking in as I try and scream for help/
somebody tell me what I did wrong cuz I can’t even tell/
I remember telling my wife and babies Daddy’d be home soon/
never thought they’d have to get that call and hear that sad news/
I remember hearing a voice shout ‘Hold it right there!’/
then I turn around and pause staring at my worst nightmare/

- HOOK -
We stand here united to tell you we’ve had it to here/
this disregard for human life, the blood, badges and tears/
he never even got to say goodbye… goodbye…
she never even got to say goodbye… goodbye…

- VERSE -
I can feel my phone in my right hand still clenched tight/
getting colder by the second but if I try I think I just might/
get a call out to my wife but what could I possibly tell her?/
don’t be afraid? everything’s ok? and one day we’ll be together?/
and - NO! a swift kick to my hand and now I’m on my own/
I had planned to see my babies grow up but now I’m callin’ home/
I feel my body turned over, he’s searching for weapons/
I’m scared as hell that I’m gonna die and I’m not sure his intentions/
I’m sorry Love, I know I promised you I’d always come back/
but laying here in my own blood I just can’t promise you that/
just hug my babies for me one last time and tell them I love them/
being their daddy was the best, I can feel my body wants to rest/
I close my eyes and take my last breath, please forgive me for leaving/
…while I’m still breathing - please forgive me for leaving/

- END SAMPLE -
(actual confrontation between an unarmed citizen and first one, then two police officers with guns drawn)

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What’s this?
my god!
do tell…
lets’ sway!

grab your partner - here we go/
round and round - dosie do!/
grab your partner - here we go/
round and round - dosie do!/

- VERSE -
They’re not hard to find, they’re a dime a dozen/
a bad-ass Mami with a tightened stomach/
the kind who everywhere she go she gotta take a selfie/
friends list full but her brains are empty/
you’re on a level that I didn’t know existed/
talk food to my brain - it’s so delicious/
I’d hang on every word if you stop to lecture/
the way you smile that smile when you’re droppin’ ‘F’ words/
you did the same thing with the rule book I did/
like - “one life to live and it’s do or die kids”/
you’re independent, I’m independent/
and it’s nice talking to you if I didn’t mention/
the night is young and I listen well/
I can buy you a drink or I can twist an ‘L’/
you’re a combination of nuts and wisdom/
matter fact… you had me at ‘fuck the system!’/

- HOOK -
I’ve never met anybody quite like you/
and if you don’t mind, what I’d like to do/
I’ve never met anybody quite like you/
and if you don’t mind, what I’d like to do/
I wanna listen to you talk ’til the sun comes up/
just listen to you talk ’til the sun comes up/
I wanna listen to you talk ’til the sun comes up/
I wanna listen to you talk my ears off/

- VERSE -
I wanna hear all about your time abroad/
and imagine all the places that we might have gone/
taking walks to the sound of your favorite music/
I feel something in the air - it’s name is cupid/
(god damn) señorita - what you doin’ to me?/
finishing my sentences intuitively/
you could write a hundred books and make a dozen stacks/
I would sit and read every one of them front to back/
I wanna hear what you think about the movies/
cuz there’s a pretty good one comin’ out in two weeks/
and I was just imagining taking you there/
with that look in your eyes and the waves in your hair/
if you can’t talk forever I’ll slow the time/
your family is nuts? …so is mine!/
you’re making me wonder what’s come about me/
I wanna give you my number AND my house key/

- HOOK -
I’ve never met anybody quite like you/ (What’s this?)
and if you don’t mind, what I’d like to do/ (my god!)
I’ve never met anybody quite like you/ (do tell…)
and if you don’t mind, what I’d like to do/ (lets’ sway now)
I’ve never met anybody quite like you/ (What’s this?)
and if you don’t mind, what I’d like to do/ (my god!)
I’ve never met anybody quite like you/ (do tell…)
and if you don’t mind, what I’d like to do/ (lets’ sway now)
I wanna listen to you talk ’til the sun comes up/
just listen to you talk ’til the sun comes up/
I wanna listen to you talk ’til the sun comes up/
I wanna listen to you talk my ears off/

- OUTRO -
grab your partner - here we go/
round and round - dosie do!/
grab your partner - here we go/
round and round - dosie do!/

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- SAMPLE -
George Carlin from “Life Is Worth Losing”:
“There’s a reason education sucks! And it’s the same reason that it will never be fixed. It’s never going to get any better. Don’t look for it. Be happy with what you’ve got. Because the owners of this country don’t want that.”

…back to school c’mon… back to school

- VERSE -
I keep on trying to advance and it seems like y’all just stay put/
you’re small time as fuck like an argument on facebook/
all these albums and these mixtapes really don’t mean shit/
without an educated mind from which you’re going to spit/
see and you don’t peep the lessons, busy watching a ball game/
shout out to all the small kids getting pushed around in the hallways/
a bully is a super-villan with only one power/
remember that you’re the hero - pay no mind to them dumb cowards/

…back to school c’mon… back to school
because class not through you haven’t mastered you (…yet)

- VERSE -
It’s the information age and this is unacceptable/
like hate speech towards a person for being a homosexual/
people can change the world and I wonder what’s stopping them/
we don’t need politicians - we need food, water and oxygen/
education, information, truth and abundance/
and all without a price tag, tell me who doesn’t want this?/
don’t you think our children deserve the highest quality of life/
and if I die I died battling this darkness with some light/

…back to school c’mon… back to school
because class not through you haven’t mastered you (…yet)
…back to school c’mon… back to school
because class not through you haven’t mastered you (…yet)

- VERSE -
See, I no longer blame the people for the fault in their ways/
because it’s selfish leadership that’s the biggest problem today/
they divide and conquer us and y’all submit willingly/
I don’t fit in at your social events - it’s not killing me/
these cops’ killing sprees prove we’re not really free/
why don’t you stop frisking me like I’m some shoplifting teen/
a couple mixtapes, my phone - that’s what I got in my jeans/
have I committed a crime? what could it possibly be?/

…back to school c’mon… back to school
because class not through you haven’t mastered you (…yet)

- VERSE -
I do this for my son and daughter - feeding them knowledge/
your Poppa’s not a Rolling Stone with a lot of cheese in his pocket/
I ain’t seen Benjamin in a while, mostly receipts in my wallet/
a happy, sad, mad scientist, a beast and a monster/
who doesn’t give up on the mission, he’s far too stubborn/
when life hits you - hit back and be the stronger puncher/
like Little Mac, y’all my little champs and I couldn’t be prouder/
enjoy your Daddy’s newest CD and turn it up louder/

…back to school c’mon… back to school
because class not through you haven’t mastered you (…yet)

- VERSE -
Simon says everybody run and tell a friend/
if you do nothing - nothing change and the shit never ends/
Hiphop in my brain, star stuff in my blood/
cock-punch your brain like a hard puff on a blunt/
purple haze, white widow, don’t give a “F” what it’s called/
it’s Mother Earth and Mother knows way better than y’all/
so you can keep your pharmaceuticals, I ain’t trying to die/
I’m in my muthafuckin’ prime and I’ve got my eye on the prize/

…back to school c’mon… back to school
because class not through you haven’t mastered you (…yet)

- VERSE -
Shout out to my godsons Nate, Jonnie and Josh/
don’t be getting crazy with girls, need to elevate yourself first/
your Father would tell you ‘you ain’t ready for that?’/
so at least be selective and remember your hat/
you got a lot of shit to learn so pay attention, I love you/
it’s one life and “game over” you don’t get to hit undo/
it’s not a muthafuckin’ game and them boys don’t know jack/
so read them books that I be sending y’all front to back/

…back to school c’mon… back to school
because class not through you haven’t mastered you (…yet)

- VERSE -
It’s been an honor and a privilege making these records/
I don’t be trying to piss you off, frustrate, or upset you/
because I got a big mouth and I stay reporting the news/
turn off the damn TV, it’s distorting your views/
shout out to WPFW 89.3/
cuz CNN and FOX is not the kinda news I need/
and I never made it up to John Stewart’s Daily Show/
remember that nothing is forever and that’s the way it goes/

…back to school c’mon… back to school
because class not through you haven’t mastered you (…yet)

- VERSE -
If I could drown in the music all day every day/
it’d be Rick James bitchez and we’d straight celebrate/
and play music by the legends, the greats of the greats/
and you can crack open a blunt or break out the vapes/
but we gotta grind hard, we gotta stay independent/
support net neutrality - the greatest of weapons/
in the war on bullshit, we need participation/
cuz we are one, come together each and every nation/

…back to school c’mon… back to school
because class not through you haven’t mastered you (…yet)

- VERSE -
What more can I say man? it’s great to be alive/
and if you still believe in god and wanna pray for me that’s fine/
we got more important things that we can probably agree on/
like Black Lives Matter, in fact I’d have to/
guess you’d probably be ok ending the war on drugs/
but enough serious rap, yo - come here and get smacked/
I’ll smack you back and forth, smack you counter clockwise/
you’re not prepared to go twelve rounds with Popeye/

…back to school c’mon… back to school
because class not through you haven’t mastered you (…yet)
…back to school c’mon… back to school
because class not through you haven’t mastered you (…yet)

- END SAMPLE -
George Carlin from “Life Is Worth Losing”:
“Its called the american dream because you have to be asleep to believe it.”

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moving on… moving on…

- VERSE -
Sometimes she loves you, sometimes she doubts/
she can take just so much lying down/
she never tried to change you, she let you be/
she let her guard down for you and potentially/
made a mistake, but for you - she was optimistic/
she cooked you dinner and she got the dishes/
she gave you that time when you needed it most/
she’s down for you like it’s not even a joke/
and the way that you’re treating her - you know it’s wrong/
she’s got a shred of faith left to which she’s holding on/
it’s just a matter of time now - the clock is ticking/
with your false promises like a politician/
she deserves much better everybody knows it/
you’re a chapter in life - she’s about to close it/
you done used up all of that “forgive me please”/
you won’t even see her in your dreams/

- HOOK -
You don’t see the signs? …what she’s about to do?/
you don’t think she’ll pack and walk out on you?/
she can take just so much, … just so much/
you’ll be begging for more time when it’s up/
you better watch your step man, … watch your step/
before you learn a hard lesson you will not forget/
better figure out quick what you’re doing wrong/
because she isn’t just leaving - she’s moving on/

moving on… moving on…

- VERSE -
Sometimes he loves you and he tries to show/
he’s got pain in his heart but he hides it though/
doesn’t do enough living - he’s dying slow/
you’re toxic he feels it inside his soul/
so he’s sick and tired, still trying his best/
maybe trying is the problem, maybe it’s time to jet/
get ghost and move on - not to someone else, …/
but like detox and recover health/
you want him to settle down, he was born to fly/
he’s a child at heart, you seem bored with life/
for you he made space, made time and then some/
don’t equate success with the size of income/
no time anymore for old ways of thinking/
don’t be surprised if he don’t wanna be out late just drinking/
he’s ready to evolve and start the transition/
this good man with heart and ambition/

- HOOK -
You don’t see the signs? …what he’s about to do?/
you don’t think he’ll pack and walk out on you?/
he can take just so much, … just so much/
you’ll be begging for more time when it’s up/
you better watch your step girl, … watch your step/
before you learn a hard lesson you will not forget/
better figure out quick what you’re doing wrong/
because he isn’t just leaving - he’s moving on/

- VERSE -
cuz a good woman is one of a kind/
and a good man, yes - is hard to find/
there’s no fairy tales, you gotta take some action/
stop hittin’ them bars, go out and make it happen/
cuz a good woman - she ain’t at the bar/
and a good man drive a regular car/
it’s a fluctuating thing being in love and happy/
less B.S. and more understanding/
…and that’s my word

- HOOK -
You don’t see the signs? …what we’re about to do?/
you don’t think we’ll pack and walk out on you?/
we can take just so much, … just so much/
you’ll be begging for more time when it’s up/
you better watch your step now, … watch your step/
before you learn a hard lesson you will not forget/
better figure out quick what you’re doing wrong/
because we ain’t just leaving - we’re moving on/

moving on… moving on… moving on…

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