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1. |
Intro by Dj Dummy
02:00
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2. |
Release Yo Delf
02:33
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3. |
We're Already Royal
04:09
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[Verse:]
I’ve never seen a diamond in the flesh
I cut my teeth on wedding rings in the movies
And I’m not proud of my address
In a torn up town
No postcode envy
[Pre hook:]
Now everybody’s like
Come on lets celebrate
Finally we getting cake
Every day we hustling
Tryin’ fill that dinner plate
We don’t care/
The underdog don’t have no fear
So if we sing about gold teeth/ Maybach’s/ diamonds on our time piece
You should raise a glass
Help us free from this poverty
So unfair
Give us free from this love affair
[Chorus:]
Cuz We’re already royal
See it runs in our blood
We’ve just been having tough luck
We need a different kind of buzz
Let me be your ruler
You can call me queen B
And Baby I’ll Rule
Come see my reality
[Verse 2:]
My friends and I, we’ve cracked the code
We count our dollars on the train to the party
And everyone who knows us knows
“WE ARE”
Because we say we are
[Pre Hook:]
Now everybody’s like
Come on lets celebrate
Finally we getting cake
Every day we hustling
Tryin’ fill that dinner plate
We don’t care/
The underdog don’t have no fear
So if we sing about gold teeth/ Maybach’s/ diamonds on our time piece
You should raise a glass
Help us free from this poverty
So unfair
Give us free from this love affair
[Chorus:]
Cuz We’re already Royal
See it runs in our blood
We’ve just been having tough luck
We need a different kind of buzz
Let me be your ruler
You can call me queen B
And Baby I’ll Rule
Come on into reality
[Rap Verse:]
The ones you see stuntin’/ are the ones who never had nothing/ so first piece of the pie we tryna’ grab something/ snatching and running/ packing in gunning / landing a hundred/
Flashing n’ frontin’/ scared of everything but call it nothing/
We don’t know that old true blue blood slave money/ slave money/ war heroes
take it to their grave money/
cotton money/ cane money/ …
Diamond blood stain money/
They tell us to save money/ we know getting paid money/
Only talking small money/2 for 5 pack of pampers, black n’ mile money/ mattress piled high money/ we know sneaker fly money/
we know racks on racks on racks on racks on racks money/ what about that tax money
oil money/ Africa’s rich soil money/
so thick you cant fold money
British East Indian company old money/
Gold money
Lime stone/
Coal money/
Its like the whole world’s up side down
And the real royalty has been reduced to clowns
Lost in the sauce and we don’t know which way to go
They blew the nose off the sphinx so we’d never know
… We royal
Oh oh oh oh oh oh,
We’re greater than they say we are
so go ahead and call me star
Oh Oh Oh Oh oh oh
wake up if you dare
Lets get free from this love affair
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4. |
*You Crank Doe (Skit)
00:50
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5. |
Student Loans
03:12
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Student Loans
Tear it up
Throw it up
Watch it all fall down, (fall down)
Throw it up , throw it up
That’s how we ball out
Throw it up, throw it up
watch it all fall out
tear it up, throw it up
That’s how we ball out
{VERSE 1}
Sally mae calling up my phone,
[Aint got ya money ]
still living in my mamas home
[aint got your money]
Went to school and got two degrees
[Spent all my money]
Still working at Mikkie D’s
[Still aint got no money]
Im over qualified in these streets
[They wont pay that money]
That’s why me and the bank got beef
[I aint got they money]
Im paranoid I cant sleep cant eat
[Aint got ya money]
Education should be free
[They want all that money]
{Hook:}
OHHHHHH
ALL I SEE IS LOANS, ALL I, ALL I SEE IS STUDENT LOANS
OHHHHHHH
ALL I SEE IS LOANS ALL I, ALL I SEE IS STUDENT LOANS
THROW IT, THROW IT UP
WATCH IT FALL DOWN FROM THE SKY
TEAR IT , UP THROW IT UP
[Watch it fall down from the sky]
MONEY ON MY MIND, money money money on my mind, money on my mind
Tear it up throw it up
Watch it all fall down
Throw it up, throw it up
I NEED A BAIL OUT (repeat2x)
“What I want you to do right now is take your bills and clap them together just umm, clap, clap, clap, clap
MAKE THEM BILLS CLAP
{VERSE 2}
I deferred my loans for at least two years
[Aint got ya money]
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6. |
*Stay
02:51
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7. |
Tell My Story
04:04
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8. |
Good Hair
01:04
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9. |
Nappy
02:56
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NAPPY!!!
[Verse 1:]
It might seem crazy what I’m about to say
Love is here, haters take a break
I know you’ve seen these curls all in my face
I shake my hair in the air like I don’t care baby by the way…
1st chorus
Because I’m nappy
Clap along if you know that a comb can’t mess with you
Cuz I’m nappy
Clap along if you know that Africa’s in ya roots
Cuz im nappy
Clap along if you know that nappiness is the truth
Cuz Im Nappy
Clap along if you know that nappy’s what youre born to do
[Verse 2:]
Here come bad news want me to wear hat, yeah,
When I walk my head up and shoulders back, yeah,
Well, I should probably warn you that it’s all mine, yeah,
No offense to you but im super fly, here’s why
2nd chorus
Cuz im Nappy…
Clap along if you know that Africa’s in ya roots
Cuz Im Nappy
Clap along if you feel like Nappiness is the truth
Cuz I’m Nappy
Clap along if you know that your hair looks good on YOU!
Cuz Im Nappy
Clap along if you the truth and you don’t need no more proof
[Bridge:]
Bring me down, Can’t nothing, bring me down,
my fro is too high, to bring me down
Cant no perm, lay this down,
Cant nothing
Hold me down
This love is too strong to bring me down
Cant nothing,
tame this crown
the love is too high, to bring me down
3rd 4th Chorus (DEV DUFF)
Because I’m nappy
Clap along if you know that a comb can’t mess with you
Cuz I’m nappy
Clap along if you know that Africa’s in your roots
Cuz im nappy
Clap along if you feel that nappiness is the truth
Cuz Im Nappy
Clap along if you know that nappy’s what you’re born to do
Cuz im Nappy…
Clap along if you know that Africa’s in your roots
Cuz Im Nappy
Clap along if you feel like Nappiness is the truth
Cuz I’m Nappy
Clap along if you know that your hair looks good on YOU!
Cuz Im Nappy
Clap along if you the truth and you don’t need no more proof
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10. |
*I Love You In Every Way
03:32
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I LOVE YOU IN EVERY WAY
Baby you take me high
You give me what I need inside
Can’t be wrong must be right
I have realized
Never knew the joy of life
Until I saw it through your eyes
So complete that I could die
You give me wings and let me fly
HIGH, High, HIGH,
Wooo, bee ba dum bum bum bum bum bum
Wooo, bee ba dum bum bum bum bum bum yeah
You are my wishing well
I’m thirsty like I never felt
Longing For the thrill of life
Baby, baby let me fly
Oh why
Let me fly
Oh why
Chorus:
I love you in every way
I love you In every way
(repeat)
Rap Verse
Im a sapiosexual/ I love them intellectuals
Who don’t only serve you steak they give you vegetables
I’m turned on, conversation so conceptual
You make me water fall down so perpetual
Tickle my eardrum whenever I’m next to you
You’re no where near dumb that why I’m Impressed with you
It aint ya car or ya crib or ya vestibule
I got that too boo I need the rest of
You Stimulate my senses
like medicine for the lenses
thirst to quenches
tired legs to park benches/
Good screws and long wrenches/
Good new in present tenses/
I let you lock it down like prison fences
They say you cant choose who you love
but if it fits then wear the glove
And if my this hit just hits the club
Then drop ya hips and show me love
Cuz im the shit and yes you love
All things I spit so light it up and
Tell your dj give me plug blahhhhh!
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11. |
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The International Alpha Women’s Anthem
VERSE 1: (MAMA SOL)
Hold'n ma heart in place of ah FOOTBALL....LOOK YALL
Im pose'n like the HEISMAN
I ain't LY'N all it took ALL...
To get into it was ah I DO
Ah simple Signature
Ah Pastor
And Ah Witness or TWO...
Plus ah Quick Kiss for the TWO that never quite thought it THROUGH
Too in SHOCK heart MELTED for the black VELVET BOX...
With the JEWELRY INSIDE
Don't Judge me like a JURY
Love & Hip-Hop... I'm feelin like TAHIRY INSIDE...
I Ain't used to being CHOSEN
I'm to BLAME, I do the CHOOSE'n & RECRUIT'n for my TEAM
of King JAMES & earn my RING...
But NOTHIN beats ya LOVE'N
Don't Listen to whatcha FRIENDS SAY
They'll have ya thinkin I'm hump'n other men like ah WEDNESDAY...
Ya swept me off ma feet but now you wanna jump the BROOM
And ride it out like witches but for me its too SOON...
Don't ASSUME I'm not committed like SUICIDE
But look before you LEAP or ‘fore ya LEAVE ME for FOOLISH PRIDE...
See BUTTERFLIES will VANISH if we MANAGE to be PATIENT
I ain't RUNNIN from ya LOVE'N but baby ma heart is RACE'N...
All the I DO'S, I DID, I DON'T or I DIDN'T
Shit I DON'T KNOW but it work for Oprah & STEDMAN
INSTEAD we should take it SLOW (HUH)
Verse 2: (MUMU FRESH)
I’m such a Pisces, Indecisive, when it comes to all these men folk/
Want you in my Queendom, Cuz my Harem needs some ken folk/
Vegan Alfredo linguini with a hint of indo
You just catching on, but baby boy know that I been dope
I aint new to this, I’m true to this
Bump what Jay be talking bout/ Betta know that its rules to this/
fuck around find out how true it is/
In lieu of this/ Respect is a necessity /
Don’t get to stirring that pimping stew without the proper recipe/
you aint got to Lie Craig, all I need is clarity/
I don’t do no drama baby gon and check my pedigree/
You like your freedom well me too,
so don’t you gon asking me no questions I aint ask you
cuz I ain't looking to be conquered/
No disrespect ya honor, but love is not a crime so I refuse to do the time
What do you expect, I’m in my prime and plus I’m from an alpha line
I do not color in the lines,
I illustrate my own designs
My face is on all of their wanted posters
But they’ll never catch me,
Their cages are too small for my heart’s song to be set free
Verse 3: (SA-ROC)
Now now now I'm not one to one to follow follow the leader.
I Value freedom more than diamond rings that shine and bling on my finger.
Find your peace with that I'm not your bottom or your piece
in fact I do not play the side to your $2 dollar chicken winger.
If you gon court me, know that kings are the only suit I entertain,
and all them jokers hit the deck when I aced them at their own player’s game.
I'm like slick rick, you can call me the ruler,
I'm not gon melt just cuz u knelt down on one knee and got foolish.
So don't pursue it, final notice: I am thru with mere mortals.
It's gonna take you few trips thru space like NASA to master the password to the portal.
And after the magic happens let's just hope you and your mans stay kinda cordial.
I sorta kinda have that effect on em. I
t's 3 weeks since we shacked up
and they ain't even came and checked on em.
By now they know he got his nose open, he all in.
We'll see y'all June 4th, mama’s front row-bawling.
Verse 4: (Raquel Ra Brown)
I’m a warrior queen and adrenaline tastes mean in my mouth...
calm your heart now soldier,
this playing field may only lead you south...
the sun can't lose it's job... I was born to keep it inspired,
to give it reason to burn it's fire.
I've come to be that indispensable, the chosen one, indivisible,
with liberty for those that choose to surrender,
tender words impeccable, she's just respectable
my clout like leading lady,
slow the play button down to study this motion picture,
baby come close to my lips here:
shouting to worlds beyond this man made mass rotating round clocks,
m'ass rotating round glocks,
they go to war for me,
all hail the queen...
she's a force to be reckoned with,
a universal trigger come equipped to shoot truth when I spit griot told stories of your royalty, my youth...
stories that live on in this poetry and prose, in these songs,
music filling pores with life lived full and long, like ooo (look at you!)...
DANGEROUSLY,
we aim and see shots ring like fireworks reflected in eyes that see past our hips and thighs...
we don't chase suns,
none of them,
the ones that set or rise...
we rule these here skies.
Don't have to lie or lay to get what's for me anyway...
ya hear me, sun.
It ain't about doin this thang without your yang ,
this yin's bout blessin you. Bout dreams comin true...
Besides...I'm a boss,
no chasin nor bashin cuz I don't have to...
Straight out the alpha woman's bible, baby...every chapter,
verse 1-2, 1-2...
Pimpin’
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12. |
Crunch 'n Grub
01:29
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I've been praying
I've been waiting
for the day I get more money on my EBT
I've praying
I've been waiting
I can't to fill my 'frig up with them groceries
II wanna eat, Im hungry
Cuz im a foodie foodie foodie baby I wanna eat
Crunch N Grub
Shrimp on ice, shrimp on ice
feeling like an animal with these ribs all in my grill
Matches Lights, make the matches light
i got my foodie foodie foodie baby I'm gonna eat
I'm hungry
Betta keep your hands off my foodie
I dont share when I eat
I'm hungry
Crunch N Grub
We woke up in the kitchen with some chicken
saying thank God this happen Oh baby
Crunch n grub
Itis All Night
Last thing i remember was eating on TV dinners
before I blacked out on that rug
Crunch N Grub
Itis All Night
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13. |
Before It’s Too Late
03:52
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14. |
Get Ya Mind Right
03:55
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Get Ya Mind Right
Ay yuuurt!
I'm on my best behavior
yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
I'm on my best behavior
I just want to see you on your best behavior
Mumu Fresh on her best behavior
yeah
(verse 1)
How you put Chanel on your feet but McDonalds in your mouth
bitch, get your mind right
he don't like your kids
but you let him all in your house
better get your mind right
can't seem to keep a job, but you never put him out
get your mind right
now you wonder why your son got his ass all on your couch
get your mind right
why that bag cost more than the mortgage on your house
get your mind right
tell me how much do you think they pay them child laborers in Laos
get your mind right
you been dating this dude six months to the day
get your mind right
you at dinner still tryna throw hints for him to pay
(what)
gotta get your mind right
(Chorus)
baby I would never call you stupid,
but you do stupid shit, yes, you do, you do stupid shit
sometimes
I would never call you stupid
but you do stupid shit, yes, you do, you do stupid shit
sometimes
(verse 2)
why you leave your kids in the car with the windows rolled up,
get your mind right
then somebody call the cops and you wanna make a fuss
get your mind right
if you was doing crack last night straight wildin'
get your mind right
then your test results ain't racial profiling
(nope, they're not, I'm sorry)
you be all pressed spending money on me
get your mind right
talking 'bout there are no strings attached
yeah, we'll see
get your mind right
old ass dudes in the clubs going in
skinny jeans saggin' showing depends
talking wreckless get ya dentures bent in
Mama home praying that this phase will end
robbing these chicks 'cause they hungry for a meal
get your mind right
but everybody got needs so you let him cop a feel
get yor mind right
take care of your kids, not just on their birthdays
(wooh! talk about it)
because when another man do now you actin' all thirsty
get your mind right
you never used protections, whip it out in a second, straight flexin'
now that burning feeling got you praying for a blessing
(lawd, I swears I'll never do it again)
you told your girl you was at church with your preacher
lord, I need ya
but you forgot about that twitter location feature
Gotcha!
Now you sittin' in court saying "It wasn't me!"
get your mind right
but you videoed the whole damn thing on IG (instagram)
(wow)
get your mind right
posting selfies like here I is
here's my stash spot and heres my crib
here's all the money that I made on the deal,
and no I'm never running 'cause I'm crazy as hell
earth to your ass- drugs are illegal
hashtag niggas be so see-through
Now the feds got your funds on igloo
either you dumb or you lying to the people
(Chorus)
I would never call you stupid,
but you do stupid shit, yes, you do, you do stupid shit
sometimes
baby, I would never call you stupid,
but you do stupid shit, yes you do, you do stupid shit
sometimes
I would never call you stupid,
but you do stupid shit, yes you do, you do stupid shit,
sometimes
Baby, I-I'm not saying you stupid baby,
I'm saying you got stupid tendencies, theirs a difference, but I know you can change
I wanna see you on your best behavior, remember?
When you was on your best behavior
C'mon, I just want to see you on your best behavior,
remember?
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15. |
*Stardust
04:07
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Star Dust
Chorus:
Butterflies don’t decide that they don’t want to fly no more and
Lions never say that they don’t want to roar so
Why do we deny our own light inside
Baby we were made from stardust so, shine
Verse:
I, can only live my purpose
Or at least for it I’m searching
Ever since I was plucked from the stars
Onto the earth’s surface
Robbed of my memory
Led to believe that I was worthless
Searching for God outside
When All the while I had a surplus
Given free will
No knowledge of destiny
Plus my past has been stolen
It seems they got the best of me
Damn but I got one lifeline left
And it rests inside my chest, yes
And the secret weapon is this moment,
I own it, yes I’m blessed!
Chorus:
You know that butterflies don’t decide that they don’t want to fly no more and
Lions never say that they don’t want to roar so
Why do we deny our own birthright
You’re royalty baby, shine
You know that Whales never say they don’t want sea
You never see a honeybee neglect to make honey
Why do we, deny the light inside
Baby you were made from stardust so shine
Verse 2:
So thank God for dragonflies
Honey wine and dandelions
Would’ve including summer time
But winter’s in July sometimes
Those are those days you call that chinky eyed
Brown skinned guy
To come sit by the river side in the park and share your high
I remember when dudes used to be so hard
Now a days dudes are just so soft
When we gonna find some balance
When we gonna meet this challenge
What I ask of you, I ask of me,
Quit being happy average
Chorus:
You know that butterflies don’t decide that they don’t want to fly no more and
Lions never say that they don’t want to roar so
Why do we deny our own light inside
You’re royalty baby, wont you shine
You know that Killer whales never fail to rule the open sea
You never see a honeybee neglect to make honey
Why do we, deny the light inside
Baby we were made from stardust so shine
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16. |
Novacane
04:33
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17. |
*Who Do You Believe In
05:21
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18. |
Triumph
05:14
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19. |
*Beside Myself
01:41
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20. |
*Basquiat The Concrete
05:00
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Basquiat
If tortured souls painted the bottom of their feet, Basquiat the concrete...you would find guts, find a tender heart easier to chew, to savor/it's joy on palette like color combinations, break the rib cage, let them sample the flavor...
if we could reach into the bottomless pit, scratch the surface of understanding that the misfit that we are/ is the very thing that makes us a star, famous in four years, wealthy in six
but, we're sick with the circumstances surrounding, the acrylic we sniff or the families we pick, like Afro fist in thick hair, we revolutionize revolution...
with a prick to the skin and perfumed poison...solutions that our pain tell our veins are the mere whiff of euphoria just circle our cloudy heads, and that's enough to live ...we stay in the fluff of not giving a shit,
it's all a lie …so we lie down, give our skin for soles to walk on, trekking all of what they've collected into our flesh covered homes
and we burn sage and sin to clean our pores,
scared we'll be poor, again...
lying a little while longer...
if tortured souls painted their soles, Basquiat the whole being to never grow old or even...at all.
screamin hands reaching for a morsel of tender heart to feed them...searching for the graffiti stained wall of identity, more than what they make us,
we all have a story,
tragedy breeding thoughts in abstract color or ink blots that spell metaphors,
a heart, a soul all living within spirit. I hear the voices...
the talk of wonder, fondly contemplating that if tortured souls painted their feet that it would create the green of land, the blue of seas and, that maybe god's a tortured soul, too
living life in the whole of you...or of what we know called Basquiat...
of most artist...
of me and every word I spit, every stroke of every brush, every song sung, every everything... is the voice of the One...
you could never know how many nights won the battle,
defeating the light of day, waking us to another night of wanting to change yet fearful they won't love us anyway...and, they won't...
even if you don’t change.
If god is within me, then god is tortured the same.
Most won't understand...
Basquiat the concrete and I'm there...
God is there, too...
with guts and tragedy, talent and heart...all waiting on a fix...willing to change, expressing the relationship between the part and the whole...
in the clouds, in the fluff...in the "of"
not giving a shit...and not judging anyone outside of your own brain but loving from that same place... Our hearts just calculating the beats...
our souls pounding on the concrete: This poem will tell the whole story, or this song will be my crownin glory, or this painting, this one will be my masterpiece...
in each step,
every walk
where you'll hear a young artists' name,
you'll hear your own and mine too,
outlined in chalk...
they will say it loud...like tortured souls do
when they scream for god.
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Maimouna Youssef aka Mumu Fresh Washington, D.C.
Maimouna Youssef aka "Mumu Fresh" is a Grammy nominated seasoned singer, emcee, songwriter and producer. She received a Grammy nomination for her contribution on the Roots hit “Don’t Feel Right” in 2007 for best rap song and has since taken off as an independent artist. This is the right place for all things fresh! Welcome to the Muvement!!! ... more
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