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PoP Star
02:46
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PoP Star
she think she fucking with a PoP Star looking like SupaFly
sitting in a hot car her side kick stupefied
wide eyed staring at the top dawg wasting time
hoping for a ride on the wild side yours or mine
Fendi cat nine lives looking fine plus one
make a dime ain't he rap ain't a crime I'm a Don
tell a story once upon she like that
smoke a little chron in a tight bat we'll be right back
we reaching heights black consummate the ninth act
and film it in a time lapse watch it on the ceiling
my mass is too appealing she hooked like I was dealing
she loving every song say my voice what get her warm
she's so horny for my poems hope she love it off the dome
I recite them with preciseness that's motherfucking niceness
Honey here is tight lipped but really not that quiet
tonight a steady diet eat what she's supplying
stewardess and pilot she imploring me to try it
must say i really like it you can tell we really vibing
'cause everything is vibrant live and in the flesh
another round another sesh' am I am I down I told her yes
as I take away her breath like vapor off her breast
my little damsel in distress the way you handling this dress
convincing me you blessed with God given talents
without forethought or malice I'ma still hit this chalice
dreaming wonderlands with Alice many wish that they could handle this
better smarten up the cabbage or e volute from savage
see my grammar is the damage i'm a horse without a carriage
my context is vexed and I'm best served with sex
calm the inner beast exude the outer beauty protrude like Honey's booty
a Mountie does her duty 'cause she always get her man
when she mounts I understand and I love it when a plan comes together
God damn I could ride this shit forever say nobody do it better
Ivason Black with the effort that's an A plus plus
put the place on hush stay on the waist no buss (bust)
I'm shaking off the rust waiting on the rush I've been sitting on the cusp
heavy boom and then erupt got Stella in my cup Artois for a star
that three times what y'all are and I still ain't going hard
all bodyguards irrelevant y'all better off with reverends
I murder man's with elegance calligraphy for reference
that's how i wrote the testaments y'all living what I write
Thanks for giving me the hype and the followers on FY
when you SPOT a guy fly as I itemize the why's
and realize the time's are strictly built for mines
never yours if it ain't war then what it is I make more
handle biz hate whores love a bitch dirt poor forever rich
huh whatever make you happy
She think she fucking with a PoP Star
She think she fucking with a PoP Star
She think she fucking with a PoP Star
Ivason Black
Know-It
unhh!
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2. |
We Been Waiting
03:31
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We Been Waiting
Hook
We been waiting for this shit to change
Waiting all day for my song to play
Got me feeling so incomplete
They ain't making music for the streets
Verse 1
Even winners take a day off. I'm resting plenty.
It ain't money that I'm made of. Yet I'm heavy.
Y'all predictions must be way off. We going steady.
Me and her is like your day job. You gotta pay me.
Or y'all looking at some layoffs. Y'all fucking hate me.
Til your mortgages is payed off. Dark roast is Nabob.
Your mans dick ain't stay soft. What you think?
He worried 'bout the playoffs? He want his team to make it?
He ain't even see you naked.Too stressed about the bacon.
Over here we ready made shit. Meaning that we made it.
Career resuscitated. Almost died in isolation.
It made Iverson amazing. Look what Ivason is blazing.
Cultivated passion. Let's call it man of action.
Just smoke until you backspin and figure out what happened.
Everybody trapping. Ain't nobody rapping.
Ship without a captain. Direction going nowhere.
Hook
Verse 2
Yo. This ain't new to you. I represent a who's who of cool dudes.
Who eat food and fill bellies. You do you.
Don't try to fucking sell me on this new school.
I'm no fool. Them new rules is fast food packaged with an attitude.
Man...It's like the music laugh at you. C'mon longitude. Latitude.
I'm calling in the drones. EMP they phones and cut'em off the grid.
We don't distribute shit. Double entendre.
Triple up the armor and guard it with your honor. Now.
We 'bout to show them what an artist is. Honest kids.
We ain't on no corporate. Look at who we orbit with.
Can't y'all see who the force is with.
We come with an inordinate amount. While we represent the bounce.
We ain't moving it in pounds. We improving on the sound.
You knew we'd come around. You heard us on your playlist.
We came in they went ape shit.
Hook
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3. |
Demons ft. Shark
03:00
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4. |
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Automatic Feeling
Hook
I get this automatic feeling every time I hear this song
lay back way back ain't that my favorite track
Verse One
You going hard 'cause yo looking for the payoff
gotta feed the mob even on your day off
success on the job but the money ting is way off
can't steal and rob then you fucking with the jail gods
I know it's rough but you repping for your hood
doing everything you should that mean everything you could
you overstood and understand the master plan
work a week for half a grand and it got you kicking cans
man I recognize the stance your world and it's demands
today she's just a girl tomorrow she's the man
half a million fans and a worldwide tour
ain't busting nothing down we just walking through the door
no more fronting now when you collecting them awards
had to dumb it down but that's coming from the source
cause the way you moving crowds this may never run it's course
say no mistakes allowed when you wanna be a boss
Hook
Verse Two
man it's crucial to the game that you focus and prepare
put fire to the flame and let'em all beware
as you accumulating fame people stop and stare
they wallow in your shame hoping that you scared
they know they can't compare you something that they ain't
Picasso type shit memorialized in paint
off the top lip and spit through the pain
you doing this for love that's why you doing this again
when push come to shove they go'ne put it on you
and it fit like a glove so you you feeling brand new
they all on brand one what the fuck is brand two
if I knew the game son I ain't gotta damn clue
that mean nothing to lose only way is up
so that's what I'ma choose I ain't really giving fucks
I'm out here slanging blues and banging in the trucks
man put this shit on cruise and push it like your luck
Hook
Bridge
yeah
this one of them Know-It joints
yeah
your man Ivason Black sitting on vocals
and of course right there in the background
your man Tafari Anthony
yeah
we bringing this so enormous so gorgeous so lovely
just enjoy it's one them beautiful days
let's go
Hook
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5. |
I'm Alive
03:28
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I’m Alive
Hook
I’m alive I’m alive thankfully alright
I survived I survived I made it to my prime
I’m a grind I’m a grind tell’em it’s my time
Let him shine let him shine it’s darker in the light
Verse 1
It’s like weight gain on a contract If I maintain then I’m on that
How they throw shade when I’m all that I fade away with the ball black
Play the hate game with some contact risk pain for the ball stats
Its high grade when you fall flat knocked out with a long bat
Pinned down on the wrong mat stand up when it’s combat
With a straight punch and a jab, jab man lunch in a glad bag
Put flames to your damn flag bare shame in the rag mag
Enquiring minds hash tag that’s him not who dat
Hook x 2
Verse 2
Everyday could be Christmas if you blink you could miss this
Then who’ll be pissed kid all awkward and different
Feel like something is missing wanna pop in and listen
Did he write what was written is it wrong that it’s given
If Lebron had a Pippen the world could stop trippin’
I’m on Chrome what you dipped in where your phone what’s your digits
Nice watch it’s a Fit Bit Just stop you ridiculous
You talking that’s tickin’ you the bomb yeah I’m wicked
Every song there’s a victim while they gone we evict them
Kick a dog and you bitten drop a log when you shittin’
Going long that’s commitment that’s god in the distance
Pay attention he listening it’s your pot we pissin’ in
Bridge
I’m alive I’m alive I made it to my prime
I’m alive I’m alive I’m alive
Verse 3
Its Black and he back man no Robin no Batman
Just gold on the track man like dope to a crack man
It’s supply and demand no lie I’m the man
Don’t try if you can’t you surprised I’m the champ
This the five and the six and I used to be Skitz
Don’t mind if I’m blitzed this how I get rich
The Carlton meets Ritz ain’t nothing beat this
You can kneel or raise fist I feel I make hits
Bridge
I’m alive I’m alive
Hook x2
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6. |
We Been Waiting (Remix)
03:33
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We Been Waiting
Hook
We been waiting for this shit to change
Waiting all day for my song to play
Got me feeling so incomplete
They ain't making music for the streets
Verse 1
Even winners take a day off. I'm resting plenty.
It ain't money that I'm made of. Yet I'm heavy.
Y'all predictions must be way off. We going steady.
Me and her is like your day job. You gotta pay me.
Or y'all looking at some layoffs. Y'all fucking hate me.
Til your mortgages is payed off. Dark roast is Nabob.
Your mans dick ain't stay soft. What you think?
He worried 'bout the playoffs? He want his team to make it?
He ain't even see you naked.Too stressed about the bacon.
Over here we ready made shit. Meaning that we made it.
Career resuscitated. Almost died in isolation.
It made Iverson amazing. Look what Ivason is blazing.
Cultivated passion. Let's call it man of action.
Just smoke until you backspin and figure out what happened.
Everybody trapping. Ain't nobody rapping.
Ship without a captain. Direction going nowhere.
Hook
Verse 2
Yo. This ain't new to you. I represent a who's who of cool dudes.
Who eat food and fill bellies. You do you.
Don't try to fucking sell me on this new school.
I'm no fool. Them new rules is fast food packaged with an attitude.
Man...It's like the music laugh at you. C'mon longitude. Latitude.
I'm calling in the drones. EMP they phones and cut'em off the grid.
We don't distribute shit. Double entendre.
Triple up the armour and guard it with your honour. Now.
We 'bout to show them what an artist is. Honest kids.
We ain't on no corporate. Look at who we orbit with.
Can't y'all see who the force is with.
We come with an inordinate amount. While we represent the bounce.
We ain't moving it in pounds. We improving on the sound.
You knew we'd come around. You heard us on your playlist.
We came in they went ape shit.
Hook
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