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Osmosis
01:17
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2. |
Takin' It Back
04:26
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GFD
In the building once again
There's gotta be a conspiracy
Y'know what I'm sayin'?
Alright
Check it
Pay attention
Yo, uh
I'm changin' my name to Genocidal Holocaust
I'm firin' up like I don't even know a boss
Nob a polaroid, scope of an overlord
Vicious, pernicious, wishes that I'd fold her off
Done with a dumb-dumb from an unsung tongue
Fuck it, I'm mil, you still wanna bum some
Come, come, I stunt crumbs for fun, son
I'm someone to avoid whenever the drums drum
Sinister, chapter and verse administered
Intravenously with a pen in ya
Givin' the full of shit emcee an enema
Now perhaps he can flow like the minister
Nineveh, sick of beginners, servin' they dinner up
Bent 'em up, send 'em a style, watchin' the finisher
Take life from your perimeter, a limiter
For weak emcees, that's in no way similar
(Brooklyn's in the house)
That's a natural fact, GFD, I'm takin' it back
(Brooklyn's in the house)
Spread love throughout the big five, all the way outside
(Brooklyn's in the house)
That's a natural fact, GFD, I'm takin' it back
(Brooklyn's in the house)
Spread love throughout the big five, all the way outside
Understand this, B, it's risky, tryna rip me
Spit iffy, you get sticky in a jiffy
Burnt crispy, I banged like chicky-chicky
On the beat, you exposed like a stripper's titty
Sippin' whiskey and it's, "Oh my God"
Yo, we hit him with a log, shitted on his brain
And left him in the fog, no wind, no name
But a little fame as a bum who trained
Had a little game till the sickle swings
A fickle thing an ego is
I break through those shits quicker than them Chico sticks
Shouldn't be so quick to pick competitors to battle with
You ain't Lazarus, there's nothing else after this rap but to laugh a bit
And reminisce while I count my cash
Make sure to shit adequate
Then I'm slidin' off quicker than the abacus
D, I'm the catalyst
(Brooklyn's in the house)
That's a natural fact, GFD, I'm takin' it back
(Brooklyn's in the house)
Spread love throughout the big five, all the way outside
(Brooklyn's in the house)
That's a natural fact, GFD, I'm takin' it back
(Brooklyn's in the house)
Spread love throughout the big five, all the way outside
This is what it's like when I write past savage
Applied mathematics, you guys ass backwards
Stab it with a delicate refinement
Dope is the assignment, **** know the time, no more consignment
So raw, the lines sting when you touch 'em
And bring that cha-ching clean out of your queen jeans
There's a county of king's things
Even if a bitch locked down, she breakin' out of Sing Sing
The swingin' thing with a genuine ding-a-ling
Rap psychotical genius, see what I mean?
Genes deemed obscene without a gram of green
I'm hip-hop up and down like a trampoline
I got a nice flow, spit it ice cold
Took a night to get it right, but that's how it go
Nitro to maestro, the mic pyro
Technician, and I know he on a mission
(Brooklyn's in the house)
That's a natural fact, GFD, I'm takin' it back
(Brooklyn's in the house)
Spread love throughout the big five, all the way outside
(Brooklyn's in the house)
That's a natural fact, GFD, I'm takin' it back
(Brooklyn's in the house)
Spread love throughout the big five, all the way outside
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3. |
Do What I Do
04:11
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One, two
Rough as DiCaprio in The Revenant
Fuck it, head up like meth on track to see the reverent
Biological signature like mescaline
Tabs, toxicity, rock knots wickedly
Hot diggity, the epitome, the top lyrically
Drop litanies, scorchin' your periphery
Too hot to spot, unorthodox delivery
Like the IED, ****, no sympathy
Makin' hip hop what it was before
So it's apropos they had to go dust me off
Point 999, genuine to the touch
Never rusty, grow malevolent when I crush
Plus, ill enough to stuff you in a bag
Your rhyme style's a drag, better grab my gab to save your ass
Spit like a Gatling gun
Mad smoke in the booth till the rappin' done
Do what you want, I'ma do what I do
Do what you want, I'ma do what I do
Do what you want, I'ma do what I do
Make that shit guaranteed to light you
Do what you want, I'ma do what I do
Do what you want, I'ma do what I do
Do what you want, I'ma do what I do
Make that shit guaranteed to light you
Necessary, I'ma legendary emissary
With a pen I carry rappers to the cemetery
Sixteen right between the ears
Till every thought of you challenging moi disappear
You get it if you hear, now ain't that clear?
Have a beer, grab a chair, let the minister share
See, I spit a lot of heat 'cause a **** gotta beat
If it ain't done properly, shit, I won't eat
So I drag a motherfucker through a odyssey
Shockin' his ass so he never forget the risk of knockin' me
From Wuthering Heights to Darkness Falls
I'm a nightmare waitin' on any and all sleepin'
Not treating this seriously
Till your pad get a period leak
Now that's deep
Your anatomy is incompatible to your majesty
Goin' line for line and lackin' at capacity
Dope flow battery
Wherever your brain was, it's gon' be a cavity
I do that happily
Dope flow battery
Wherever your brain was, it's gon' be a cavity
I do that happily
Do what you want, I'ma do what I do
Do what you want, I'ma do what I do
Do what you want, I'ma do what I do
Make that shit guaranteed to light you
Do what you want, I'ma do what I do
Do what you want, I'ma do what I do
Do what you want, I'ma do what I do
Make that shit guaranteed to light you
The lyrical Lexus
Been the lead since Centipede and Tetris
My skill perplexes
I still get ill till I kill or rest with
Phenomenal text, it's like a iPhone X
GFD, Esquire, rap sire
Spit fire like a live wire
Raw talk like it's Boardwalk Empire
Still smokin', never been higher
No THC, just E-A-T PhD's for lunch
The only green they need is C notes, I'm blunt
Give you what you want, math right or last rights
It's the microphone maniac
Whippin' that ass like you're still in diapers
You easily wiped up, a Similac sucker just waitin' to bite stuff
Still teethin', under the bus, you Little Steven
I'm Earth, Wind, and Fire, ****, I don't need a reason
Keep believin' that we even even
Be a B and grievin'
From the wrath of a demon, steamin'
Six degrees hotter than Hell
Give Mattel MC's a meltdown for real
Do what you want, I'ma do what I do
Do what you want, I'ma do what I do
Do what you want, I'ma do what I do
Make that shit guaranteed to light you
Do what you want, I'ma do what I do
Do what you want, I'ma do what I do
Do what you want, I'ma do what I do
Make that shit guaranteed to light you
I do my thing, I do my thing
No, no ain't no limits, only in it to win it
We adapt to see who we can master next
Way beyond your freshman attempt
I do my thing, I do my thing
No, no ain't no limits, only in it to win it
We adapt to see who we can master next
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4. |
Gnosis
04:05
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Yeah, yo, uh
Who got the fever? Get your medicine
Spit shit that's spit up, less the specimen
Weak MCs not repinin' him or lettin' them survive
One verse, be gone like Letterman
Challengers never win, my will never end
My skills malevolent, that mean you hesitant
You could rap that fast shit, I trap that ass quick
With lyrical enigmas ****, go figure
You just MC, I touch MD
Mad damage on wack tight, you rest in peace
Each release, damages increase
As I unleash more heat than these New York Streets
Spit flame like a ancient beast
No relief for a shitty loose leaf not fit for beats
Get broke like barring up against Batist'
I design each verse to leave your ass deceased
Hope for the hopeless, take notice
The dopest givin' you a taste, stay focused
I know your head wanna nod but hold it
Till the next sixteen bring the Gnosis
Hope for the hopeless, take notice
The dopest givin' you a taste, stay focused
I know your head wanna nod but hold it
Till the next sixteen bring the Gnosis
I'm one step beyond Twilight Zone
Chiller, all that classic shit but much realer
My beat beat yours and my rhymes is iller
See I keep deep thoughts like a kinda killa
Release C4 in my lines
Have you head bop till you pop the spine
On the floor tryna hit the wine
And get it one more time
Like one of my exes knocked off the checklist
Wreck shit like Irma did to Texas
Suplex the text with the solar plexus
Behold the nexus of quotes that no type of flow can mess with
I smoke ya guest list, my savoir faire get a ten to stare
Think about the affair, all the wear and tear
On that derriere, yeah you could try to prepare
But it's like cliff jumpin' so you still got fear
Hope for the hopeless, take notice
The dopest givin' you a taste, stay focused
I know your head wanna nod but hold it
Till the next sixteen bring the Gnosis
Hope for the hopeless, take notice
The dopest givin' you a taste, stay focused
I know your head wanna nod but hold it
Till the next sixteen bring the Gnosis
A doctorate in rockin' wit' much hotter shit, swallow it
Think about what it might mean if you follow it
When the engineer give a **** the queue
It's a quick one two then you get run through
We demolish it sicker than next one too
Every verse ill enough to give a corpse the flu, whoo
GFD, rap practitioner
Bang you with a bar, bizarre, that sinister
Nothing here basic, trace it and gaze upon the sick figure
You rap **** is faced with
Spit sixteen and make the fate quit
They rather flip burgers and get murdered
Lyrically with all sorts of shit
I spit from the lip like a clip, you hip?
It's the intellectual, un-wreck-able, this delectable medical kit
Unforgettable like Nat King Cole and Natalie Cole
It's assault and battery cold, master me? No
That'll be a laugh and a half
When you won't survive the math or the aftermath you ass
Hope for the hopeless, take notice
The dopest givin' you a taste, stay focused
I know your head wanna nod but hold it
Till the next sixteen bring the Gnosis
Hope for the hopeless, take notice
The dopest givin' you a taste, stay focused
I know your head wanna nod but hold it
Till the next sixteen bring the Gnosis
Hope for the hopeless, take notice
The dopest givin' you a taste, stay focused
I know your head wanna nod but hold it
Till the next sixteen bring the Gnosis
Hope for the hopeless, take notice
The dopest givin' you a taste, stay focused
I know your head wanna nod but hold it
Till the next sixteen bring the Gnosis
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5. |
Crystal Clear
03:46
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Yeah
Here we go
One, two
I use synonyms like they're cinnamon
A squeeze of lemon in before the simmerin'
It's a chef's approach, Hells Kitchen in the booth
I hope you fire proof them Ralph Lauren suits
Mouth offends cute, but a cute sensation
Nervous system inflammation
Pen casings, mad patients achin' when takin'
Straight immolation, the penalty for pen tracin'
G-F-D , no imitations
They get lyrically shot up with no hesitation
Never latent it's nonstop devastation
Just smoke and ash be levitatin'
Countin' cash, celebratin'
Defecatin', I'm a funky ass lyrical genius
Meditatin' on more shit
Skits and kits to formulate hits for nitwits to get with
I wanna be heard, word to the Father
Never been larger, harder, or sharper
Crystal clear, I made this here
For all my luminary hip hop figures and peers
I wanna be heard, word to the Father
Never been larger, harder, or sharper
Crystal clear, I made this here
For all my luminary hip hop figures and peers
You should just sit back in your recliner
In time the design's something deeper than vagina
See, I'm not a minor, kid, no, I'm the kind that dig
A big hole in a rhymer wig, like a cig, ****
I rip up lines to get up spines and chill 'em
If I can't feel 'em, nevermind
Spit clever cheddar better every letter
Forget a metaphysical line, you just plain fed up
The insane rain never gon' wane
It's just like the flame on that liberty thing
From the city where the grittiest mix with the hideous
It's insidious, especially for an idiot
I'm serious, read like I'm radioactive
I ghost rap for ghosts, no radio rap shit
I play where it lay, that's the bonafide truth
I'm crazy proactive and rap-solute
Yeah, I wanna be heard, word to the Father
Never been larger, harder, or sharper
Crystal clear, I made this here
For all my luminary hip hop figures and peers
I wanna be heard, word to the Father
Never been larger, harder, or sharper
Crystal clear, I made this here
For all my luminary hip hop figures and peers
No college degree, but I'll school you quick
Arithmetic, the sciences, I'm a fool who skips
All that Goo Goo Dolls and Lady Gaga shit
Straight out the womb, you heard the words, "Caca kick "
You get a rough ride tryna check me, my spec sheet heavy
My mic sound nice, you ask whoever met me
Consider every rhyme deadly, every line fire
Electrified **** quicker than a live wire
Get 'em jumpin' up and down like a Pied Piper
Any hen under ten, I ride right by you
I like quality, smooth as a wallaby
Probably a top fiver, not possibly
I could knock out nerds with a new word
And talk shit for a turd gettin' on my nerves
From the suburbs to the inner city
You could end up pretty icky when the nitty gritty
Hittin' the fan, you get this, man?
Fuckin' with Don should never ever be in your plan
I wanna be heard, word to the Father
Never been larger, harder, or sharper
Crystal clear, I made this here
For all my luminary hip hop figures and peers
I wanna be heard, word to the Father
Never been larger, harder, or sharper
Crystal clear, I made this here
For all my luminary hip hop figures and peers
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6. |
Watching You
03:27
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Yeah, mmm
One, two
Remember me? Way back when in assembly
The Kimberly's, ten to threes, tryna get me on a bended knee
Is like a mystery, memorizin' quotes
Who said what? Name this president, did I give a fuck?
Cuttin' led gem in gym, them number two blues been to pen
I wonder who knew, got wind of them
Bein' in school not ten percent
Just rockin' bells, locked in well
You was like, "Damn, ****, I can tell"
You a beast, stay this nice, I can see a release
But I was like "No, capisce?"
It was all good, just me and you gettin' busy in the hood
Chickies on a wood
I've been watching you, darling
I've been hearin' you callin'
Now I'm back and I'm all in, baby
I've been hearin' you callin'
I'ma keep you from fallin'
Now I'm back and I'm all in, baby
Local fame, I know you ain't want that to be the only thing
That ring cha-ching, that minor change
'Cause you wanted that main world wide acclaim
Gave me aim, I gave you flame
And that was it, better warn the game
I made you mine, you did the same
Hip-hop love that was off the chain
Insane approach, been slangin' dope
Had beaucoup beats, but you like the notes
Them voodoo sheet, blew through creeps
Like gangsta smoke, anything we wrote
No contestin' my rhyme perfection
In line direction, design arrest them
Just in, when I was like Gwen
Little did I know everything was about to end
I've been watching you, darling
I've been hearin' you callin'
Now I'm back and I'm all in, baby
I've been hearin' you callin'
I'ma keep you from fallin'
Now I'm back and I'm all in, baby (One, two, three, four)
Trapped outta heaven like Bruno Mars
My girl's a deuce, man, you know stars
The platinum plaques, them two door cars
Radio, video, even Arsenio Hall
And that ain't all, if you ask me she got more than she bargain for
Gettin' beat down, tossed around
Or forced to sound like shit for clowns
Where that smile at? Now that's a frown
Cash abound but no laughter now
You the master now with no worthy subjects
Idiots runnin', you always sublet
No more dope shit, just a upset
A house hold name and no real love yet
Fuck that girl I'm about to be your knight with a shine no fool can see
I've been watching you, darling
I've been hearin' you callin'
Now I'm back and I'm all in, baby
I've been hearin' you callin'
I'ma keep you from fallin'
Now I'm back and I'm all in, baby
I've been watching you, darling
I've been hearin' you callin'
Now I'm back and I'm all in, baby
I've been hearin' you callin'
I'ma keep you from fallin'
Now I'm back and I'm all in, baby
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Occulta
01:08
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Yeah
Wadin' in the waters
GFD, Godfather Don in the building
Givin' parental guidance
Through instrumental violence
Remember, keep it silent
The sicker the thought, the sicker the man
And my particular course is still a command, but I
Spit it ballistic, rip a commish of conniptions
Missin' a minimum, magically makin' a mystic
I'm seein' product, never the new nada
Cellophane rappers never would do propers
If it's true, holler, you tellin' 'em who hotter to do
That blew lava and left with the booth shot up
Wade in the waters, facin' the hate and the slaughter
Wait'll you makin' a plate in a nation of paupers
This is the mind of Minolta, a throwback, Travolta
Burnin' your bread without a toaster, yeah
The world's a mess and the people are tighter than chokers
The rulers are ill and none of these **** is sober
Revelatory, but nevertheless is the glory
Or being the blessed and correctin' the rest of the story
Wadin' in the water with two of your favorite authors
Raised to make waves, not ride 'em, to raid your coffers
This is underground, the sound, no major offers
Ever since we scribbled these words in faded marker
Wadin' in the water with two of your favorite authors
Raised to make waves, not ride 'em, to raid your coffers
This is underground, the sound, no major offers
Ever since we scribbled these words in faded marker
This is light work, like half of a gram
'Cause parental's beats knock hard, it's battering rams
My flow's tighter than the bathroom on catamarans
So I illustrate on straits to capture your fans on fractured lands
Yeah, this world is very divisive
Parrying the crisis literary devices
To tributaries, the nicest is the plan
And I can feel the tension bubblin' in the sand
Still gotta carve out a life out an iceberg
'Cause the oil man wants a hike, not a price curve
Nice words disguise evil intent
But hip hop's alive, swear, we won't relent
With a defense against your denial of the bile
Mixed in streams of data, both sides of the equator
Flux in the dawn, theories are never crackpot
Sixteen from us is the world in a snapshot
Wadin' in the water with two of your favorite authors
Raised to make waves, not ride 'em, to raid your coffers
This is underground, the sound, no major offers
Ever since we scribbled these words in faded marker
Wadin' in the water with two of your favorite authors
Raised to make waves, not ride 'em, to raid your coffers
This is underground, the sound, no major offers
Ever since we scribbled these words in faded marker
Wadin' in the water with two of your favorite authors
Raised to make waves, not ride 'em, to raid your coffers
This is underground, the sound, no major offers
Ever since we scribbled these words in faded marker
Wadin' in the water with two of your favorite authors
Raised to make waves, not ride 'em, to raid your coffers
This is underground, the sound, no major offers
Ever since we scribbled these words in faded marker
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Osmosis (Instrumental)
01:17
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Gnosis (Instrumental)
04:05
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Mission (Bonus Beat)
01:11
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Parental Paris, France
Beatmaker / Producer
Graphic artist as RVB.
CEO & founder of Akromégalie Records.
Member of Kalhex
and half of the duo Pete Flux & Parental. Also known for his collaborations with Alcynoos, Godfather Don, Mattic, Figub Brazlevič, Mathematik & Awon.
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