Wheels Up

by kublakai

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I am (free) 04:18
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(VERSE 1) I never wondered what I would be when I grew up, I knew what I was, an MC Writing in my rhymebook constantly, I use to skip class just to freestyle with B Listening to beats while we’d pass the weed And those were the days to me But now I’m older and I get it, nobody’s just one thing Something I’ve learned is judging a person by one thing they’ve done is undeserved If you box yourself in, you’ll miss out on something else Nothing is forever, weathering the storm and you’ll be better off than ever And the next storm you’ll be ready with counter measures That’s life shit, I’ve been down in the depths Believe me, I was profoundly a mess, so down that everyone around me was stressed But I’ve grown, I know that time’s just a test It’ll be okay if you just wait it out Don’t cave in now, patience pays and baby it’s paying now So I’mma lay it down and hope that you play it loud enough that it shakes the ground and make memories for a lifetime, make me proud (CHORUS) Let it be what it is Wear my heart on my wrist these days And the harder it gets The more that I keep saying Let it be what it is, Let it be what it is (VERSE 2) When Mom died, didn’t wanna put page to pen Honestly never knew if I would rap again So I teared up when I felt that passion again That feeling of being inside the muse and the music Telling me, “go on do it!” Saying if I’m a student and learning all of this new ish Am I just wasting my time if I ain’t trying to improve Just putting out whatever hoping that people approve it Yeah, that’s all ego and that ain’t even a bad thing, I’m just thinking about it trying to work through Like, is working to make music my work even worth doing? Once you do it for work, they say the art of it’s ruined I say I’m in it for love but always trying to get paid So at the end of the day, what am I pursuing… yeah… right… Cause it’s all about money these days Even the conscious cats are trying to get paid Rather than raise the level of young mind waves And I ain’t even mad I just think it’s important to say (CHORUS) Let it be what it is Wear my heart on my wrist these days And the harder it gets The more that I keep saying Let it be what it is, Let it be what it is
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Morning Light (free) 03:40
(Verse 1) Don't do it how they did it/ Do it to feel right/ That's how you stay winning all the way from the beginning/ I been in this for a long time listen/ Lemme school ya to some old man wisdom/ Coffee and hip hop, Doritos and flicks/ Only addictions ya shouldn't try to kick/ If ya eyes on the target, ya best not miss/ And you work that ass off, no one gives you shiiiiit Don't let em box you in And if plot to, box em ans box to win Left jab to stomach, right cross to chin And when the bell rings, they'll raise ya hand again Use to spend all my nights drinking 6 packs/ Now I work out, gotta 6 pack/ Use to live kinda wild, hadta fix that Now Girls asking they friends like who is dat? (Chorus) Expect the unexpected Eyes wide open open, GO! Point you in the right direction Upside down dowwn dowwwn I don't wanna hit the exit I just wanna float float float If you came here to celebrate yo’ life Then me and you can party til the morning light (Verse 2) Just a introverted kid who fell in love with hip hop Had a little bit of rhythm when I did talk Like to write up in my notebook when I’m pissed off Get lost in those thoughts, words would lift offff Just a back pack kid Way before we even knew what backpack is Skip class to rap had a knack for it Started spitting and people was like that’s that shiiiiiiiiit I graduated by the skin of my teeth Uninterested in college I was into them beats Plus parties and girls and LSD Shit got weird, turned to beer and weed Not afraid to be different, I just am Living how I’m living, not worried about fans But I’m spitting, and the listeners listen to my jams Like bro, you gotta come listen to this mannnnnnn (Verse 3) Come too far to turn back now Worked for my stripes and earned my style People hear me play with all words like wow so… Play this so loud your neighbors say turn that dowwwwwwwn! They Hating, I don't sweat it Not a single song I ever made that I regretted I never pretended to be something I wasn't and that truly is a blessing Every verse is a lesson Every time I rehearse I'm just working on getting better Ugh, learned from the veterans But now the bets are in Sun vs weatherman I am better than they've ever been And i'm barely putting any effort in Oof, that was one for the ego Sometimes you just gotta knock em out, Debo But music is bigger than one person, Neo So I try and keep it real when I'm speaking to the people
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Moan (free) 02:44
(LYRICS) (Verse 1) First I wanted the fame. Now I just want the money And I don’t have to explain cause all you gotta do is turn on the TV to see that that shit will turn a motherfucker insane But Ill admit it, Im an addict Thought I quit, now Im just back at it Back to backpacking cause Mack done got it crackin And we piggybackin off of that action, go head and ask him I aint lie. Ask around The Town, I aint shy. But some still take the train to say I aint fly. It’s all good, I’m all smiles, I survive, yep. Couple grand in the bank. Couple grand in the pockets. Ain’t concerned with the take so I aint paid but Im paid enough not to talk shit. Hashtag whatever. I'll never give em the effort. a cleverly armed melody puts em on the trapdoor then pull the lever. Let em fall forever. Yeah, forever ever. I don’t give a shit how many youtube views you got naw naw naw naw my shit is better (Hook 1) First make em dance, then make em lean, then make em moan girl, know what I mean. I got two in the pocket just in case and a mic in my hand when I rush the gates First make em dance, then make em lean, then make em moan girl, know what I mean. I got two in the pocket just in case. Pick your weapon, rush the gates. (Verse 2) I let the beat do the talkin, they out they seat when I walk in though, ugh Michael Jackson, Bad. Born in the 80s, rad. Mama was a DJ, always played Jazz. So here I am, 20 years later, mic in hand and when I hit the stage, they be like GOD DAMN! Ain’t rapped in months, but still the best out cause most rap sucks and I don’t care who knows, give zero fucks because I paid my dues and took my lumps. Ucck. Black and Scottish, kilt it. Really black and Irish, Celtic. But I digress, tried to drink my pain to hide my mess but that shit don’t work, I tried my best, naw it just got worse with what came next. Life. It is what it is though. Aint scared to let the tears flow. That’s grown man shit homes. Still bad to the bizone, tell em Kubi’s on deck and I bet they yelling that it’s on! (Hook 2) First make em dance, then make em lean, then make em moan girl, know what I mean. I got two in the pocket just in case and a mic in my hand when I rush the gates First make em dance, then make em lean, then make em moan girl, know what I mean. I got two in the pocket just in case. Pick your weapon, rush the gates. (END)
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Gypsy (free) 03:39
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Wheels Up (free) 04:14

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released February 2, 2015

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