{"id":61631,"created_at":"2019-03-21 09:24:28","updated_at":"2021-04-22 21:09:32","deleted_at":null,"published_at":"2019-03-21 09:24:28","original_id":null,"artist_id":9546,"title":"A Calabasas Freestyle","slug":"a-calabasas-freestyle","status":"published","description":null,"album_id":null,"streets":1,"source_type":"s3","source":"file","lyrics":"[Verse 1] how I'm an activist\r\nWhen I Spit bars\r\nHopin' the wronged can back it up\r\nExpect me to drop a free flow on an acapela\r\nPull out ya heart\r\nKeep tempo balanced wit' the heartbeat\r\nSpread the word\r\nLike ya typical false prophets\r\nNiggas these days should wear a lip stick\r\nIt's quite a pattern\r\nThat they apparent to kiss ass like that\r\nI'm the nova translated to Latin\r\nCall upon the Grim Ripper upfront\r\nDeath needs to face facts\r\nI'm the vision seen by the 1st prophet\r\nTo set foot on earth\r\nI'ma win the Armageddon\r\nYa tryna grow wings\r\nWhile I'm tryna replace Hyades\r\nIn doin' so I Condemned myself carry to Hell\r\nMy shoulders barely skin\r\nTurnt to meat from evil ancestral burns\r\nAn' 1st degree is centuries away to a match\r\nIs there any rich death\r\nThan bein' suffocated wit' money bag\r\nWay too ill, it's a must\r\nThat I receive a prescription\r\nOf every single medicine in the chemistry\r\nI'm a mythological creature in a human form\r\nThis Human skin is actually my uniform\r\nYa step in the booth\r\nWhile I got a phone for a studio\r\nCould be a role model if I wanted to\r\nBut based on how the world\r\nGets too quick to jump to conclusions\r\nIf they wanted to walk by my steps\r\nI'd actually be a suspect behind the big foot saga\r\nEven though I rock a small sized shoe\r\nAcceptance is either I pull a pillow\r\nAn' lie on the truth\r\nI'm a current king without queen\r\nWhat now, no princess seem interested\r\nSo what, I'm I prince\r\nOr maybe I'm a servant who runs a kingdom\r\nChasin' a dream that's up for grabs\r\nI'm The Messiah 2nd in line\r\nWit' AB Soul as whom I am behind\r\nCould possibly overtake an' lead\r\nBy a braille for those who blind\r\nI'm a broke ass that gone leave ya\r\nWit' a literal broke ass\r\nBreak ya tongue as ya spit a literal disabled Verse\r\nShoutin' freedom as I stand behind the bars I spit\r\nMe backin' it up\r\nHearin' voices outta the formal letter\r\nCan't put a price on my shit\r\nThe Devil watchin' me in the meantime\r\nJust to have some leverage\r\nOr some embarrassin' shit to expose me\r\nOnce I step into the limelight\r\nYa false prophets pronounce prophet\r\nAs profit\r\nSo they Preach in order to gain more paper \r\nStraight Into the wallet\r\nThe seed planted in the air\r\nIt's fair that I question the method of death\r\nA conceive process carried out \r\nIs considered a gift from God\r\nWhen Adam came on Eve\r\nA death seed was planted out\r\nIs it still God's gift\r\nWe all built up in this huge chain of confusion\r\nFuck the world an' don't Condomize\r\nBeen through Hell enough\r\nThat I just view the Atlantic an' burn the ice\r\nNo trap nigga can have my back\r\nThat's how ya fall behind\r\nAn' I ain't tryna throw shades\r\nBut y'all need sunglasses for this bright future\r\nI'm currently behind\r\nYa need a ladder to step up?\r\nLemme do the set up\r\nHow 'bout I draw down a blueprint\r\nOooweee I'm droppin' facts now\r\nWit' the power invested in the lost\r\nPronounce me ya Shepard\r\nI'm better now, steady made\r\nYa favorite rappers is GOATs\r\nFuck it I'm aimin' at bein' a cash cow\r\nI hear the Devils heartbeat from like Hell away\r\nThe difference between me an' ya\r\nIs that ya a king an' I'm a God\r\nNow tell me this, between us, who gets most of the praise\r\nYa went from a servant to a prince\r\nI went from a king to a God\r\nMy Godly journey started right after birth\r\nDidn't have to learn, how to be a threat\r\nIt came naturally like the procedure that takes place before death\r\nAn' every single hair in ya body stands up straight\r\nWhen I pass by, from the ground, I touch the sky\r\nShorter than a troll, I stand tall, high\r\nI brin' the man out from the word \"Woman\", within a girl\r\nHaaa! settle for less, but still get the most of what I asked\r\nI can paint the picture for ya but I pose a threat\r\nAn' if it ain't clear, it's a sign of fear from the Cameraman\r\nFrom this Hell that I'm exposed to, I call upon God\r\nOriginality is from one, wit' all these rapper's\r\nWho the copycat, I know I ain't one\r\nAn' how I laugh when I hear an other rapper says he the rap God\r\nThe tryna find some dirt on me\r\nHygienically I'm squicky clean, Oh!!!","download_count":181,"play_count":1,"restrict_download":0,"generated_thumbnail":null,"flag_count":0,"download_count_24":1,"download_count_24_at":"2021-04-22","reupload_sent":0,"thumb_path":"https:\/\/s3.eu-central-1.amazonaws.com\/sol-assets\/uploads\/public\/5c9\/33c\/288\/thumb_189754_300_300_0_0_crop.jpg","status_reason":null,"status_reason_alt":null,"tags":[]}
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[Verse 1] how I'm an activist
When I Spit bars
Hopin' the wronged can back it up
Expect me to drop a free flow on an acapela
Pull out ya heart
Keep tempo balanced wit' the heartbeat
Spread the word
Like ya typical false prophets
Niggas these days should wear a lip stick
It's quite a pattern
That they apparent to kiss ass like that
I'm the nova translated to Latin
Call upon the Grim Ripper upfront
Death needs to face facts
I'm the vision seen by the 1st prophet
To set foot on earth
I'ma win the Armageddon
Ya tryna grow wings
While I'm tryna replace Hyades
In doin' so I Condemned myself carry to Hell
My shoulders barely skin
Turnt to meat from evil ancestral burns
An' 1st degree is centuries away to a match
Is there any rich death
Than bein' suffocated wit' money bag
Way too ill, it's a must
That I receive a prescription
Of every single medicine in the chemistry
I'm a mythological creature in a human form
This Human skin is actually my uniform
Ya step in the booth
While I got a phone for a studio
Could be a role model if I wanted to
But based on how the world
Gets too quick to jump to conclusions
If they wanted to walk by my steps
I'd actually be a suspect behind the big foot saga
Even though I rock a small sized shoe
Acceptance is either I pull a pillow
An' lie on the truth
I'm a current king without queen
What now, no princess seem interested
So what, I'm I prince
Or maybe I'm a servant who runs a kingdom
Chasin' a dream that's up for grabs
I'm The Messiah 2nd in line
Wit' AB Soul as whom I am behind
Could possibly overtake an' lead
By a braille for those who blind
I'm a broke ass that gone leave ya
Wit' a literal broke ass
Break ya tongue as ya spit a literal disabled Verse
Shoutin' freedom as I stand behind the bars I spit
Me backin' it up
Hearin' voices outta the formal letter
Can't put a price on my shit
The Devil watchin' me in the meantime
Just to have some leverage
Or some embarrassin' shit to expose me
Once I step into the limelight
Ya false prophets pronounce prophet
As profit
So they Preach in order to gain more paper
Straight Into the wallet
The seed planted in the air
It's fair that I question the method of death
A conceive process carried out
Is considered a gift from God
When Adam came on Eve
A death seed was planted out
Is it still God's gift
We all built up in this huge chain of confusion
Fuck the world an' don't Condomize
Been through Hell enough
That I just view the Atlantic an' burn the ice
No trap nigga can have my back
That's how ya fall behind
An' I ain't tryna throw shades
But y'all need sunglasses for this bright future
I'm currently behind
Ya need a ladder to step up?
Lemme do the set up
How 'bout I draw down a blueprint
Oooweee I'm droppin' facts now
Wit' the power invested in the lost
Pronounce me ya Shepard
I'm better now, steady made
Ya favorite rappers is GOATs
Fuck it I'm aimin' at bein' a cash cow
I hear the Devils heartbeat from like Hell away
The difference between me an' ya
Is that ya a king an' I'm a God
Now tell me this, between us, who gets most of the praise
Ya went from a servant to a prince
I went from a king to a God
My Godly journey started right after birth
Didn't have to learn, how to be a threat
It came naturally like the procedure that takes place before death
An' every single hair in ya body stands up straight
When I pass by, from the ground, I touch the sky
Shorter than a troll, I stand tall, high
I brin' the man out from the word "Woman", within a girl
Haaa! settle for less, but still get the most of what I asked
I can paint the picture for ya but I pose a threat
An' if it ain't clear, it's a sign of fear from the Cameraman
From this Hell that I'm exposed to, I call upon God
Originality is from one, wit' all these rapper's
Who the copycat, I know I ain't one
An' how I laugh when I hear an other rapper says he the rap God
The tryna find some dirt on me
Hygienically I'm squicky clean, Oh!!!
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