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One Day

by Jesse Abraham

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    Occasionally a project will come along with 14 tracks on it, all of which are hip-hop songs. This is one of those joints.
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1.
Yeah I’m out that Tribeca Now I live in Brooklyn The city it is my mecca I recognize that the eyes that’re looking at the lines and the hooks in my rhymes in my books been reading like Ruxbin Teddy Grahams steady hands ready fam? any man fuxin or fixin to mix with this magician will just be gone like fishin I’m the Juan like Dixon Listen, fiction isn’t my mission i don’t make spread sheets on excel but I excel at making beds squeak well and when I do spread sheets I use a new technique. A few heads seem to be confused at me. I'm a dude that speaks about the truth plenty. My room's empty just a few stems, seeds I've got a window with a view that's sweet Got a blue red streak see through legs, knees, heads need twenties when they sittin on chrome Bentleys, man please I be sittin at home In will-i-amsburg They call me clark kent avenue (are you bein real?) I am sir I step into the DJ Booth pull off my suit in a frenzy emerge as a superhero emcee I’m super flavor man, my suit has got some tapered pants I got a laser made of razors and I keep it stashed Nah there’s no weapons in my arsenal just persons who report to me so I can thwart the evil, nothing personal I’m burstin bubbles trouble’s in trouble I’ll make em struggle and what’ll become of all the clowns who really hate to juggle positives and negatives I’m the one who begs to live Talking’s so repetitive so sedatives’re what medics give It’s 360 for me I move with these degrees I choose simply to be a new form of pedigree even your pet agrees I got the world begging me to set em free I hold the key to the f-u-t-u-r-e you are me shit, there’s a new army and I’m the admiral holding you up but still got 2 arms free now that’s admirable but i’m too defiant to just keep flying while I’m laughing passing ya’ll who keep crying like little Michelle Stephanie, or DJ Booth, table, stool seat me anywhere I’m easy Put it on replay I’m open and hoping for someone to show me the ropes with no delay What the hell did he say? Nothing that was cliché i never decay or betray facts I never wear DK or TJ Max How much that cost on ebay? Quince? Please say we say That’s not what you think I’m doin screwin with my free time I’m Patrick Jewing chewing on some key lime Pie squared I’m there monfreir Don’t you even go there Me without a mic is like a seat without a chair And I repeat that I don’t care because I’m here just to share So njoy With no “e” It’s no free But so be it It’s no secret But be quiet anyway Shouts to my sister jenny, yay
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Spills Brooklyn A (v1) My mom named me Jesse Hebrew for emcee Majestic since birth Quick as a jet ski I was home and ingesting No milk, just words What a fine blessing To be raised so well Rays of light even when I raised hell Razor sharp was a phrase I knew well My reign was inevitable, never to fail Then I got older, by the age of one “Crawlin!” I was dangerous Met a girl named Rap, it became a crush The rest of the world seemed lame to us So lame to us, it’s so lame to us The whole entire planet was a game to just be played on so I stayed on my course No chores, just bars, sharp darts and metaphors (Hook) Eyes opened wide But you can’t see me If I was your guide Still can’t see me Might if you tried No, you can’t see me Leave your mind petrified You can’t see me x2 (v2) Mom named me Abrahammerhead shark Jaws so sharp that I gnawed on bark at the doggon park and I crawled on shards of glass so fast that I never got scarred Never got taught never got smart Teachers tried to reach me but they never got far In Hebrew school when I was eight my teacher tried to tell me that God was everything I raised my little hand and said, “How can that be? God’s not stupid, God’s not mean.” “God’s flawless, perfect and great. He makes everything.” “Does he make mistakes?” You can’t teach me about God That’s not something I can learn from the outside No doubt. Now what do I shout? If it’s not from within it’s without (Hook) Eyes opened wide But you can’t see me If I was your guide Still can’t see me Might if you tried No, you can’t see me Leave your mind petrified You can’t see me x2 (Bridge) I invented clapping I invented snapping I invented I invented kissing I invented wishing I invented I invented lying I invented dying I invented I invented freshness I invented questions I invented I invented water I invented slaughter I invented I invented walking I invented talking I invented I invented melting I invented helping I invented language I invented anguish I invented smiles I invented style I invented frying pans and drying fans and buying plans I’m spiderman on vitamins I’m spiderman on vitamins I’m spiderman on vitamins I’m spiderman on vitamins But you can’t see me Still can’t see me No, you can’t see me You can’t see me (v3) So my last name’s Hartman Man of the heart And my plan from the start was to stand out apart from the bland and depart from the land and the stars I’m a one-man caravan. Clan? Not a part. I float so free Mother Nature & Father Time had a baby named me I was born in BC and I live in AD 20/20 vision? I see in HD I spit my LMNOPs back in elementary Broke the record for consecutive sheckets when I was three I guess I could explain what that means But I never feel the need to clarify speech It would leave you terrified if ever I preach Never irate cuz I’m always irie JAH the initials written on my diary If I’m not inspiring then I’m retiring (Hook) Eyes opened wide But you can’t see me If I was your guide Still can’t see me Might if you tried No, you can’t see me Leave your mind petrified You can’t see me x2
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(v1) I drink a shot of pain a glass of death a death of glass back in Nazareth we we pass the test we we ask for less, we turn the cheek with merit, we inherit spirit and the free the mirror is the miracle the nearer we would be if fearing the empirical's comparable to weak so lyrical we speak if literal you seek, you thought you sought the wrong route talkin bout everything my mind ever thought about blocking out, blacking out, cracking down now I'm like lightning and thundering not tightening my dungarees it's frightening to wonder who is underneath my writing it's nobody my mind is mine and I'm inclined to shine bright as fire, I'm tryin to find my own design so behind time I noticed I'm focused on the climb The world is round So up is out I heard a sound Love is shouting, screaming dreaming bout a breathing demon, I'm beaming light seeming bright need to be breathing steam if I'm redeeming my (Hook - Eric Sosa) Mind, I think that I can Redeeming my soul I feel that I will You ain't have to listen I know who I am Can't nobody tell me different, wouldn't change it for a mill I ain't givin up my Mind, body, soul I ain't givin up Mind, body, soul Said I ain't givin up my Mind, body, soul I ain't givin up Mind, body, soul Said I ain't givin up my Mind, body, soul I'll be good one day, I'll be good one day I'll pro'ly grow I'll be good one day, I'll be good one day (bridge) One day will it come x3 One day (v2) Will come sooner than you think Sooner than you blink So pour all the rumors down the sink and look at yourself in the vanity Shelved in your sanity Don't let yourself melt in a pan of greed In a pot of hate I got a lot to say So I approach is like it's corporate, and it's not for play If I ain't focused, put a fork in it, and not the steak See I just noticed it's the cautions that I got to take A battle from within Beefin from a distance Like I have to win if I speak it into existence Why would a fool be avoiding if a disc could sell Tired of the bullshit with a toilet as a wishin well So I demand that you stop killin his dreams Standin on the rooftop of a building in Queens Squintin while I'm cookin up the Cuban I ain't lookin for the man in me I found that I'm lookin for the human (Hook - Eric Sosa) Mind, I think that I can Redeeming my soul I feel that I will You ain't have to listen I know who I am Can't nobody tell me different, wouldn't change it for a mill I ain't givin up my Mind, body, soul I ain't givin up Mind, body, soul Said I ain't givin up my Mind, body, soul I ain't givin up Mind, body, soul Said I ain't givin up my Mind, body, soul I'll be good one day, I'll be good one day I'll pro'ly grow I'll be good one day, I'll be good one day (v3) Everything I do is rock n roll Everytime I think I've got control Turns out ink doesn't got a soul I don't know how to go from normal all the way back to radical Static or havoc, it's a habit, tragic is magical A biblical sabbatical Seven days, seven years, ok then will I have it? Novocain's saying "no" to pain Plain days aggravate Sane ways agitate Can you imagine it? a castaway My stomach's knotted Even if I passed away I'd have to say the summit's rotted Cuz that is not it I'm searching for a paragon If I am gone & you are gone, there, that's a pair of gones A marathon Let's walk it out Love, vibrations That's what I'm talking bout Fats Waller nodding out On the train, riding round Sight and sound, they might abound, but might is trite if it's not profound I'm antilost Why can't I cross Kate Moss with weight loss? I hate when you say "pause" There's only none The holy sun Amongst a clan of bullets Standing is a lonely gun (Hook - Eric Sosa) Mind, I think that I can Redeeming my soul I feel that I will You ain't have to listen I know who I am Can't nobody tell me different, wouldn't change it for a mill I ain't givin up my Mind, body, soul I ain't givin up Mind, body, soul Said I ain't givin up my Mind, body, soul I ain't givin up Mind, body, soul Said I ain't givin up my Mind, body, soul I'll be good one day, I'll be good one day I'll pro'ly grow I'll be good one day, I'll be good one day
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Play On 04:09
(v1) And so I felt that, I could melt that ice that had sheltered round my little heart At age ten was dealt some brittle cards So I looked to women to warm me up I put a note in her cubby "i think I like like you, if you like like me check the box next to yes and we could be tight" she said, "Yes" Success! I was quite hyped it’s the fifth grade I was Adam, she’s my rib cage I was an atom, she’s the membrane I wasn’t that obsessed with slap bracelets Ok, yes I was, and yes I had braces I even fronted like I cared about stickers Fuzzies and oilies, the girls were all about em At lunch my table was always crowded “Watch me spin this dreidle,” I shouted (hook) if music be the food of love, then play on x8 (v2) I got older Writing this girl’s name on my folder I told her the same thing I tell you And that’s everything Writing poetry so she notice me hopefully Girls getting bagged like groceries But to me that ain’t the way that it’s supposed to be Introduced my best friend to the love of my life And then they started dating, and it fucked up my life For a minute became a bit of a cynic Wasn’t in it to win it And I dressed like Dennis the Menace on the Apprentice if he was playing tennis against a dentist in Venice, ok now I’m exaggerating a tad Graduatin from masterbating was rad The fascination of imagination had passed But my high school was frightful the vibe, it was sad And college? I think you’ve heard enough about that (hook) if music be the food of love, then play on x8 (v3) If love is blind then I was Hellen Keller Or Anne Frank, a cellar dweller hiding from independence For years she seemed so heaven sent But it was evident that merriment was missing we were each other’s medicine and vision, I stayed reticent and wishing That we would be the couple that I knew we could be She was megan, we grew equally But we also grew apart sayin "peace" isn’t easy but, shit, sometimes it’s gotta happen This was round the time that I started hitting stages Now girls approachin me as if I was rich and famous But the fact is I was still switching phases An ignoramus, now I’m playin the field I’m just playin a game, these girls playin for real Maybe ain’t the way it should be just the way that I feel it's like (hook) if music be the food of love, then play on x16
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(v1) I heard you said that you alone You at home in your bed, it’s not true at all You know feelings of dread, they run through us all You see them obstacles, run through em all Yeah, screw a wall Nothing can hold me back Show me that stranger and I’ll show you homies that know me for a minute, a second, a friggin moment we own it, our eyes are moldin we zonin ain’t no alone and we knowin the culture’s growing ain’t nothing slowin it’s 4 in the morning, and I still want the microphone and I’m still goin in Ok, if you got a towel then you throw it in Ok, if you got a scowl time to grow a grin No pretending, sentence relentless it goes unmentioned unless if it’s in a sense of suspension you learn a lesson no matter the session We all connected like tetris etcetera literally I’m you you’re me We're connected (hook) there may be moments when you feel alone, it's true life might not be on time i'll always do the best for you believe in trust, that's just the way we do (v2) I don’t believe in a paradox Some people imitate the same way a parrot talks I come correct with more props than Carrot Top I’m a triceratops my nonsense never stops you think your life is different? whether rabbi or reverend you know we're all connected I hear all your suggestions Say you wanna hear me rappin slow Here we go now with the crack free flow Givin me questions back and forth What in the world are you askin for? In Orlando like a Backstreet bro No doja in your dojo? Oh no – yo Crows in Dumbo seen a elephant fly Can't tell if he’s a mellow or intelligent guy I play the cello smooth as Caramellos in the sky With propellers and elevators and escalators I’m so hiiiiiiiii mom Yeah she’s chillin with me too on this planet that I’m on Let your spirit shine (Let your spirit shine) Through the darkest time (Through the darkest time) We've all been there before And we're worth so much more (bridge) When we’re apart we’re still a part of each other When we’re apart we’re still a part of each other When we’re apart we’re still a part of each other When we’re apart A part a part a part (v3) A part of me is inside you Hard to see but it is true Pardon me for partially imparting thoughts original It’s critical to listen to ideas that aren’t visible We’re indivisible I know the ritual’s dismissing new or different - Ain’t nobody different What’re you sniffin? Whatchu been piffin? Actually the fact is no matter what is the pattern of Saturn they’re only manners of action you know we’re scattered like scrabble pieces, unleashing the thesis, Jesus, nephews or nieces, we as cohesive as pieces of pizza greases onto a napkin So what happens when laughin is viewed as a distraction When it’s a sign of passion There’s no maskin the fact that we’re one in the same You mumble my name The same thing as sayin your own Deviations blow away in the cold Breakin the mold is what I’m doin you and me we ain’t so different (hook - Jeanette Berry) there may be moments when you feel alone, it's true life might not be on time i'll always do the best for you believe in trust, that's just the way we do Let your spirit shine (Let your spirit shine) Through the darkest time (Through the darkest time) We've all been there before And we're worth so much more
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The Moment 04:00
(v1) I could run with you I could roll with you I could rock with you Walk the dog for you Stop to talk to you Block the block for you And I won’t stop till that beat drops You could see in me Breathe so easily Speak so peacefully Please to meet ya we’ve greeted recently Tweeted frequently And I won’t stop till that beat drops Like some Reeboks I’m so classic I make ya knees knock I’m so nasty Classy, doin gymnastics for practice I’m bombastic Enthusiastic Crem de la crem, them fools you be passin They made of plastic i’m organic they so frantic, see how they flock? and I won’t stop till that beats drops (hook) I be up on it That’s how I like it Grab the microphone and that’s how I ride it That’s how I write it I write about the moment I’m on it Yeeeaaahhhh (v2) I can make your day Stay awake and play Jake the snake was a fake, I’m A-OK You can take away Say no way, Jose Cuz I won’t stop till that beat drops We could run away Two is one today Speakin in tongues only we understand We could be in wonderland But I won’t stop till that beat drops You know you need not worry You’re worthy Like James, your game’s filled with strength and flurries of furious action Scurrying fast and most can’t imagine the passion you have and we never be a fraction We all of it Yes we all love it and they can tell we ain’t askin, we grabbin, we have to have satisfaction and we won’t stop till that beat drops (hook) I be up on it That’s how I like it Grab the microphone and That’s how I ride it That’s how I write it I write about the moment I’m on it Yeeeaaahhhh (v3) at times people say that I’m a crazy guy cuz I don’t have a pair of khakis or a navy tie people look at me and think, “oh, he may be high” make no mistake, I could motivate a lazy eye I stay inside You could say that I’m a home addict Chillin in my cold addict I’m never nomadic more bounce to the ounce, nope, never no static And I won’t stop till that beat drops So dramatic Like a soldier, I told ya no traumatic’s gonna slow the composure Flow emphatically ecstatically got a text from my ex i was glad to see it ain’t a tragedy, factually we flourished morris less like Zachary less is more I’m deep like a reservoir I think it’s time for the hook Oh yes of course (hook) I be up on it That’s how I like it Grab the microphone and that’s how I ride it That’s how I write it I write about the moment I’m on it Yeeeaaahhhh (v4) I could run with you I could roll with you I could rock with you Walk the dog for you Stop to talk to you Block the block for you And I won’t stop till that beat drops You could see in me Breathe so easily Speak so peacefully Please to meet ya we’ve greeted recently Tweeted frequently And I won’t stop till that beat drops
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(verse 1) When I told em I’m a pugilist They ain’t argue They just said, “What’s a pugilist?” Like I’m new to this ruthlessness Like a novice in the office who the bosses call a tuna fish He’s a nudist jewish buddhist who is scrupulous Mutinous mutant whose students would say is ludicrous They said his humor is just foolishness As a emcee he’s empty as a stewardess’ uterus They said his vocab is superfluous He’ll never murder the scene in the city like David Berkowitz And that’s the Son of Sam He’s just a son of Sand And I seen him do the running man at summer jam He’s that J-E-S to the S-E-A-B-R-A-H-A-M to PM Yeah so maybe if you investigate you will find truth behind what he’s sayin (verse 3) They say the best things in life are free I say the best things in life aren’t things Honestly what bothers me is modern people’s constant need of modesty, debauchery, technology and posturing It’s got me pondering how they could think they’re honoring the genre it’s a mockery, it’s nonsense so there’s gotta be a confidence inside of me Providence and prophecy Consciously demolishing the policies of poverty with colonies of prodigies Novelties and oddities My qualities are arguably the hardest thing since broccoli for wannabes to swallow They wallow in their wallabies “Socrates philosphies?” chill, it ain’t 93 - I ain’t tryin a be a nominee I made bread and built a house Ain’t livin in no cottage cheese So check my velocity My wattage is a problem, it’s an audible atrocity
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(v1) You could pro’lly catch me runnin at a fast pace coming outa last place loving in the rat race Becoming a giraffe takes growth & I don’t lack faith nope I never lactate Heart inside a glass case, never pressing backspace, straighter than a back brace I don’t have a masked face, read it on a faxed page, you should get your facts straight All I do is embrace, love the way a stem tastes, taller than Dikembe Never mind what your friends say, you aren’t in 10th grade, you can be a sensei You can eat some tempeh every single Wednesday, ok? Comprende? I don’t need no ash trays, I ain’t getting cats spayed, I don’t go to cafes All I say is (Hook) You want it You got it You get it You need to feed it (x4) You saw it You plotted You hit it You need to feed it (x4) (v2) You can be an outcast, you can even outlast a bombastic bomb blast The future will be long past time could move so darn fast you’ll be like, “it’s gone? dag” Foreal, it is beyond flash, life is like a long dash be nice to your mom & dad Drink out of a brown bag, think of a profound fact, blink and never doubt that That is just my advice, I’ve never had head lice, I like to eat bread slice-s I remember Greg Nice, music was my friend I used to listen in silence Then the truth it fled, “bye”, everything I read twice, ok what’s ahead? I is Open up and spread wide, I ain’t talking legs I’m talkin bout your head’s eyelids (Hook) You want it You got it You get it You need to feed it (x4) You saw it You plotted You hit it You need to feed it (x4) (v3) Whether you’re Latino or you’re from Tokyo, Rio or from Reno You are my amigo, everyone, all people, sorry to sound emo I eat jalepenos, you go to casinos, and you went through some chemo We are all the same though, me and Galileo, we all count 2, 3, 4 Life is like a free throw, looking through the key hole, everyone is Neo I am finding Nimo, swimming in the free flow, bring me home like depot Everywhere that we go, everything that we know this song is bout your ego this song is bout your ego, this song is bout your ego, this song is bout your ego, so we go (Hook) You want it You got it You get it You need to feed it (x4) You saw it You plotted You hit it You need to feed it (x4)
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(v1) Holla back if you can figure it out Hollow facts make me bicker and shout Although that’s what we’re livin in now We’re driven to be givin ribbons if we’re fiction and foul It’s got me livin in doubt and my mission’s about the transition of wishin that vision wasn’t a cloud of dozens of clowns mumbling sounds they built a pile made of style Then it all came crumbling down I’m wonderin now I’m tryin to find a reliable viable person who is desirable maybe like Lion-O it’s undeniable I’m excitable when I try to pull An idol who rivals definable features It seems I’m tired of teachers Who scream, “I am prestigious!” Obscene, highly egregious Cuz they should be trying to reach us Your genius is your weakness Just be trust, and lead us So follow back if you live in the now Not talking twitter I’m talking bigger pictures ya now?! (hook - Fresh Daily) It's on And life keeps goin, on Them lights keep glowin, strong But what're we all here for? But what're we all here for? (x2) Holla back if you can figure it out (x4) (v2 - Fresh Daily) Holla back if you can figure it out This great mystery what livin's about I'm too old to be livin in doubt The sky's the limit and I live in the clouds A pure spirit if you hearin me out No gimmicks in this human experience that we livin in For me it's all peace, no beef like vegetarians You attain that frame of brain, you see how clear it is Therein lies the key to what makes life mysterious But really it's no secret, if need be reach deeper Me, on each beat, I freak beats and speak ether Jesse ain't an elitist, and me either So we combine rhymes and climb high on each speaker As lyricists our theory is findin answers You ain't kickin what they feel, you might as well be rhymin backwards This human existence I haven't mastered Tryin to define that line between cryin and laughter like (hook - Fresh Daily) It's on And life keeps goin, on Them lights keep glowin, strong But what're we all here for? But what're we all here for? (x2) Holla back if you can figure it out (x4) (Bridge) So whatcha sayin, huh? (x16) (v3) Holla back Have some challah, I’ll have half Hallucinations in Holland A holy holograph Hallelujah Holidays they all go fast Hollandaise and halibut are all just but a hologram I have a halo It keeps me safe in case there’s hail or Hailey’s comet fails and plummets to the earth, I’ll feel a rainbow I never say no Unless they ask me on a game show If there's Barbarians out in Barbados. As a kid my mom said, “You wanna play with plato?" (no) "Not the toy, the philosopher.” “Why didn’t you say so?” I ain’t no plain old lame-o John Stamos gone famous My aim is hiatus I ignore an ignoramus I excel like Chino; I’m a bambino I could start a generation with the mayo from my juevos My rhymes are like my babies cuz they help me elevate I sell a brat then I celebrate (hook - Fresh Daily) It's on And life keeps goin, on Them lights keep glowin, strong But what're we all here for? But what're we all here for? (x4)
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(v1) I’m being honest I’m the bee in your bonnet I’m beyond bein appeasing I ain’t bein ironic A busy bee I’m the bees knees I leave felines pleased as punch Cats catch the sonic boom boom or bam bam Blast from the past Like blues clue or van dam Cat’s out the bag I zoom through like Grand Ams It's true you are Ham fans From YouTube or Rubix Cubes, view my grand slam Graham was a cracker I’m more like Betty Crocker not a actor with an angle, protractor no doctor no tractor no opera no factor no copper I’m the lowest common fact or fiction I’m improper Like a fraction with friction I’m magic with diction I’m practically flippin phonics backwards rippin and robbin Rockin and rollin stopping the strollin My rhymes gotchu pausing often like commas and colons (hook) Hey - Have you got some to say? Go ahead I’m listening Please do not be afraid I wanna hear y’all Yo - Where did your voices go? Let’s all enjoy the show Boise’s in Idaho I wanna hear y’all (v2) A bird in the hand’s worth two in the bush I know you're workin with hands, jerkin, lurkin after tush For certain, you stand for purple and kush I’m workin, my purpose is perfect circular hush puppies and yuppies are lucky to touch me Most groupies are pudgy or droopy, ugly and yucky Like puddie it’s silly, but really it’s funny A Millie Vanilli Philly’s only filling for dummies Just a dead ringer like a phone on vibrate I’m irate like old folks watchin Elvis gyrate So dilate, pupil, you a carbon copy Savin rhymes on a disc whether hard or floppy Sloppy Joe's don’t feed me, I’m eating flows and beats, speaking and havoc I’m wreaking whether it’s fact or it’s feces Rap can appear to be easy actually that’s deceiving (hook) Hey - Have you got some to say? Go ahead I’m listening Please do not be afraid I wanna hear y’all Yo - Where did your voices go? Let’s all enjoy the show Boise’s in Idaho I wanna hear y’all (v3) I’m stackin a bag and attachin it with the shit that I got if you’re lackin a sack then match me every hit for a shot I’m thinking about the plan, you’re handin your stamina to me your energy was spent for free, I got a camera close to me psyche, is this supposed to be a life with no potency? my focus was hocus pocus now I suppose the joke is me the doom is growin like tumors and showin that humor is just a rumor all the villains are killin and spillin the blood of all these baby boomers 20 years of my life was spent hidin behind lies But now I’m bringing it back to facts, bitch, my rhymes never die my mind’s feverish, I had a seizure twitch rather be feared or respected? you ain’t neither, shit this rhymes leisure, it’s nothin for me to be spittin every lyric you rip is something doesn’t need to be written Y’all wanna party Ain’t listening hardly I’m an artiste Everything I think, it gets RTed (hook) Hey - Have you got some to say? Go ahead I’m listening Please do not be afraid I wanna hear y’all Yo - Where did your voices go? Let’s all enjoy the show Boise’s in Idaho I wanna hear y’all
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(verse 1) I’m just a boat Floating on the sea The waves wave at me I wait patiently For wind to push my sail even though it’s always happening No man’s an island but everyone’s a captain This water’s infinite but once I’m divin into it I intuitively become too intimate – Artillery is artistry; it’s all ammo here i’m swimming in my arteries my hands hold fear so I’m sinking in this part of me thinking that it’s hard to be on varsity listening with Van Gogh’s ear should I - pull the plug and let the water down the drain empty out this ocean of devotion, emotion and pain my mouth is watering but blood is thicker than the picture that you picture when you drown your tears in liquor i’m a swimmer in tsunamis a swami in this slaughter the story that I tell is of hell and high water it’s (verse 2) did you know that I grew up to believe that writin a novel isn’t novel i’m full of awe but never awful rofl all full of water is my ship I fall off of the lip of the cliff taking notes as I drift lift and raise my sail to no avail so available I write with no veil so frail is my flow I stay warm though Mighty oaks from little acorns grow Might the yoke from in a egg turn slow To a nectar And then petrol Patrol the tides and control the mast Cajole the masses amassed outside I’m a ship in this mist even if I’m dismissed by business or listlessness I exist amidst the richness of quickness and imprints of figment princes I swim in pigment It’s just
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Ridiculous 04:00
(hook) What am I supposed to do? I’m tryin to get close to you but my posing is over I’m toasted but I’m sober And I might get ridiculous x2 (v1) Get with us when we walk right through the door I’m cocky to the core cuz I’m rocking new velour it’s shocking cuz I swore that I’m not suited for a suit that’s in the store but I got booted before from a club, they said I looked too comfortable I didn’t realize I’m supposed to be uncomfortable I could pump you full of tales from my past the disasters I’ve had acting brash but I’ll pass now at last in the spot, I got my last shot I flash what I got and I ask for a spot in the VIP I know that I’m not VIP But my style cannot be copied In my head I am the top seed what I need is a bottle, then I’ll look distinguished talking to some models who can’t speak English sing this song, and ring the alarm where’s the after party could you bring me along? (hook) What am I supposed to do? I’m tryin to get close to you but my posing is over I’m toasted but I’m sober And I might get ridiculous x2 (v2) Now the spot is crazy hot Almost time to smoke this haze I got But this ain’t Dazed and Confused Misbehavin is rude and I’m a nice gentleman At least tonight, my plan is to settle any beef that’s unnecessary keep it clean We don’t want 5.0 to have to peep the scene but I might need caffeine cuz I didn’t eat my greens all I had for dinner was a frozen Lean Cuisine it’s insane how the flowing’s still goin we won’t throw in the towel till morning don’t know what time it is, it’s so complex You never wear your Rolex when you roll on ex but I ain’t got no diamonds, flossin or shinin You won’t see me crossing that line into the player zone Cuz I’m a stay my own until my days are gone What you waitin on? Who you got on your team? I support the youth like I’m protein yeah (hook) What am I supposed to do? I’m tryin to get close to you but my posing is over I’m toasted but I’m sober And I might get ridiculous x2 (v3) so the next day you wake up, and the clock reads three your reflection in the mirror makes a mockery your face is rocking a crease you think to yourself, “hey, yo, stop being weak” you spent most of the night smoking broccoli, at least humble is born, cocky’s deceased cuffed up nights lead to gritty days the city way of life is getting blazed your life has become nothing more than a spoof that’s replacing your youth with the face of a dude who is hasty and rude now you’re burnt out your girl’s concerned about your sperm count drugs and beers by the dozen hear my discussion of fearing and fussin we are accustomed to see our disgusting actions, and we call it fashion imagine, singin bout not being wasted take this song, copy and paste it (hook) What am I supposed to do? I’m tryin to get close to you but my posing is over I’m toasted but I’m sober And I might get ridiculous x2
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(v1) Under fire cuz my style is undefined I don’t wonder why, nevermind, I’m just stayin true Unrefined all the while I’m inclined Never slumber til I’m underground, coffin like the flu Often what I do troubles you Utter through the top of my mind while y’all plottin like a coup But I don’t gotta think about I just be about it, I should be up outta here from talking like I do (hook) Life is a free throw And I tell them all the same it isn’t a game ain’t nobody standin in your way Life is a free throw And you ain’t really gotta search for what you deserve Long as you work, you’re gonna earn Life is a free throw Every time I turn around somebody’s throwin a pound the value’s going down Life is a free throw But I don’t let it bother me I keep movin logically Ain’t nobody stopping me Life is a free throw (v2) Ain’t no stayin the same or fadin away, just sayin my name I’m changing the aim and aiming for fame, psyche, I’m just playin a game Makin a change and I’m breakin away Cookin tomorrow and bakin today What can I say? Stuck in a phase Arts & crafts Paper mache You could see me writin poems at my home like I’m homer Not Simpson, that’s a misnomer Think I miss homework? No sir I’m Icarus, closer to the sun than most are I don’t need a postmark on my letters I don’t need a loan shark, lendin money to my creditors Editing my editors Sentencing the predators Sentences and characters and references to senators No Clay Davis Thou shalt remain nameless I stay gracious Over plates I say graces Your aim’s heinous Shame on your playlist Loquacious with statements I say that this (hook) Life is a free throw And I tell them all the same it isn’t a game ain’t nobody standin in your way Life is a free throw And you ain’t really gotta search for what you deserve Long as you work, you’re gonna earn Life is a free throw Every time I turn around somebody’s throwin a pound the value’s going down Life is a free throw But I don’t let it bother me I keep movin logically Ain’t nobody stopping me Life is a free throw (v3 - Marquis Daniels) (hook) Life is a free throw And I tell them all the same it isn’t a game ain’t nobody standin in your way Life is a free throw And you ain’t really gotta search for what you deserve Long as you work, you’re gonna earn Life is a free throw Every time I turn around somebody’s throwin a pound the value’s going down Life is a free throw But I don’t let it bother me I keep movin logically Ain’t nobody stopping me Life is a free throw
14.
Holy Crap! 03:45
(verse 1) I’m a emcee who spits with intimacy I want you to see into me infinitely I want you to be friends with me innocently In a sense it depends if we can proceed And we could bless Eden without eatin from trees We don’t need leaves We could be free Kick out the serpent his tricks aren’t workin I’m blessed with two esses my desert’s dessert it’s like (hook) Who’s gonna tell me how I’m supposed to act? I’m supposed to be scared? I ain’t notice that - Somebody told me rap’s getting overpacked Holy crap! I ain’t holdin back I’m bout to Pull my hat low and put my hoodie on Pull my hat low and put my hoodie put my hoodie Pull my hat low and put my hoodie on Pull my hat low and put my hoodie put my hoodie (verse 2) I’m a emcee who seems bourgeoisie If you can spell that word then you’re cooler than me You could speak foolery neutered you’ll be It ain’t new to me lunacy’s been the usual since puberty Truthfully I grew up brutally Then beautifully Turned to jubilee Kick out the serpent his tricks aren’t workin I’m blessed with two esses my desert’s dessert it’s like (hook) Who’s gonna tell me how I’m supposed to act? I’m supposed to be scared? I ain’t notice that Somebody told me rap’s getting overpacked Holy crap! I ain’t holdin back I’m bout to Pull my hat low and put my hoodie on Pull my hat low and put my hoodie put my hoodie Pull my hat low and put my hoodie on Pull my hat low and put my hoodie put my hoodie (Bridge) If you’re lookin for the real (you could find that) Want something you can feel (you could find that) Paint your bedroom teal (you could find that) Standin’ tall while you kneel (you could find that) If you’re lookin for the real (you could find that) Want something you can feel (you could find that) Paint your bedroom teal (you could find that) Standin’ tall while you kneel (you could find that) (hook) x2 Who’s gonna tell me how I’m supposed to act? I’m supposed to be scared? I ain’t notice that - Somebody told me rap’s getting overpacked Holy crap! Shit, I ain’t holdin back I’m bout to Pull my hat low and put my hoodie on Pull my hat low and put my hoodie put my hoodie Pull my hat low and put my hoodie on Pull my hat low and put my hoodie put my hoodie

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released June 14, 2011

Mixed & Mastered by Alejandro "Sosa" Tello Jr.

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Jesse Abraham Brooklyn, New York

UMA Lyricist of the Year Jesse Abraham was born in NYC. His debut LP, One Day, spent weeks on DJBooth’s Top 5 & was nominated for Album of the Year at the 2011 Underground Music Awards. In '12, HipHopDX declared him their “DXNext” artist, right at the start of Abraham’s push towards his next full-length LP, the project entitled I Am Water, scheduled for a 1/29/13 drop via Fat Beats Records. ... more

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