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I say I'm dope cause I know myself
Flow is stealth, can't see it but you know it's fly
No disguise, I'm as cool as I want to be
Aint a ice'd out wrist or mouthpiece in the south that can touch the P
Humble speech but the tone say I'm better
Togas never, when in Rome, man I sepa - rate
From the most, do what my soul choose
Romans are cool, but I gotta let'em know dude
Came through to bang swords with your toughest gladiator
Make a mark, here'em talk like, Glad he came here
Aint it something when the new kid is moving in?
The whole block change, it aint the same cause he doing it
A little different then the tenants did before him
Supportin' your belief that good music still recorded (bang)
The buck stops here like deer confronting shotguns
You're hunting for that trophy case cadence and you got somethin'
To rock dumb inside your car piece or Ipod
Eyes on the teddy bear logo, fresh polo tee
Kid with flows, skin and bones with a nosering
Control my subjects but homie I am no king
And aint seen once since the freedom marches
My people now just marching to the rhythm
Zombie n****s, like their soul got evicted
Then fill it with the cinema, so they're gangsta
C'mon muli, you a mobster, right? (Please)
Only Italians you knew was icee, dont jive me
Im Trugoy with the g removed
I'm true boy, I'm what it be, give me feet to move
About three and watch a brother get to rising
Like De La did, before Ballooning in the mind (bang)
A little story bout myself to get the party started
I've been told I'm a little cold hearted but
I love them hoes, I dont see what the problem is?
Nah sis, pardon my speech
I said I love you tho, that gotta count for something at least
Right? No? Well that rapper said it, and you was vibing to him
I guess, I aint nobody but me
A dutty dreadlock Ras? Nah that's not in my steez
See, I keep the hair long cause barbers be trippin'
$20 for a cut son, you gotta be kiddin'
Properly spittin', cause I know them toddlers be listening
And I aint trying to have no hypocrites father my children
Spit into the wind and tell me where the rain drop
And pray Haji brain storm will brighten up your day, stop
And shake off all that stressin' that your stressin
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Aint no place like it, aint no place is it
But every now and then, I need a break, listen
I might've left it once, but came back to rest
And everytime I do, it's like I never left.
Look at me I came back
Same cat, the same black
Different pair of shoes, Mr. Cool, yep I'd say that
Aint half steppin' kept them both where their posed to be
On solid ground, them my footprints on the streets.
They askin' me, What's the biz, what's the happs?
Is you rich, I know you killin' it in Cali with the raps?
I'm like, dag well I hate to disappoint
Cause my last show was wack and I'm broke, you get the point
To be real witcha, I've been missing ya
Talking to my home state like cant you see that
It wasn't you it was me, I'd write a poem for ya
But roses aint red enough, and I suck at it
Yo it's good to be back, in my element
Well I meant my partners in fact
But I'm the passenger, the same road we travelin' that
We be around yo, we Brown Co.
Aint no place like it, aint no place is it
But every now and then, I need a break, listen
I might've left it once, but came back to rest
And everytime I do, it's like I never left.
That place chewed me up and spit me up stepchild style
Felt I'd never get a break there, in facts it's been a while now
Felt more like a chore, and I aint wanna stay around
So only call me if there's something wrong with my mommy
And if not, sorry, I know I'm sounding all salty
But all my memories are off beat
Plus the grass is way greener across the street
Until they bag on what I wear
Im like,Where I'm from, that's what it is right there
All of a sudden reppin' harder than a bumper sticker
I guess where you come from is always coming witcha
Now everywhere I go it's always something different
Everything I took got me out there distant
I can't call it, raised a little awkward
Tried to turn my back, the correlation too solid, yo!
Aint no place like it, aint no place is it
But every now and then, I need a break, listen
I might've left it once, but came back to rest
And everytime I do, it's like I never left.
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Haji P. - Quarter Water
04:13
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Brotha got his act together, never once been to drama class
I'm taking full course loads, I let the drama pass
To include the little beef I keep with father
Who played his son and his daughter the flea flicker
Rolling stone but not as cool as Keith Richards
But gee mister, where you going so fast
You won't even get a chance to see me g with the raps
Speaking of that, moms again complain on the horn
Say she mad cause her son won't write her name in a song
I tell her, my loves an overpopulation of sorts
It's like too many criminals encaged in a small
Container for, breaking the law, engaged in a brawl
That's just more than I can fit behind these 48 bars
So here, take this kiss to the forehead and tell your friends
That when I wrote this, I thought of you when I moved the pen
I thought of you when I moved the pen
I got a smile on my face, the sun on my side
A pocket full of friends and a cousin doing time
And everytime I come around it's love like I knew it
And all they keep telling me is, come on do it.
Smile on my face, sun on my side
Pocket full of friends, cousin doing time
Everytime I come around it's love like I knew it
All they keep telling me is, come on do it
Say they like it when I write it, they can hear a smile behind it
An orthodontist with the rhyme I suppose cause
To put a smile on yours that's what I'm writing for
Well that, and a couple pairs of Nikes of course
Either or it still do the soul something dumb nice
Two birds, one stone, (got'em), one mic
Gun shy but couldn't tell by how I creep up
On unsuspecting crowds I cock back and shoot the breeze up
Aim is marvelous, from any given distance
I'm a guaranteed sure shot to hit my target audience
Muy faults consist of a long list of things
Some of which have hindered up a long list of dreams
But, the way I see it homie, long as I sleep
I'ma wake up to one, brotha, long live the P!
I got a smile on my face, the sun on my side
A pocket full of friends and a cousin doing time
And everytime I come around it's love like I knew it
And all they keep telling me is, come on do it.
Smile on my face, sun on my side
Pocket full of friends, cousin doing time
Everytime I come around it's love like I knew it
All they keep telling me is, come on do it
Skipping work to pen a verse, man they know what I'm doing
It's Ferris Bueller's day off, the kid is sick with the music
And you should here what they say about him back at the schools
Despite a few sisters out there trying to stick him for truant
But, more importantly this is for you
I'm ducking principles and rules for yall to get in the groove
I could've been took my degree and bottled my speech
And saved the jargon for the water cooler gossip but geez
Where's the love, where's the stage and the fans
Aint a pay increase better than the wave of a hand
Or a hug or a Yo, that was a hell of a show
And running back to your crew so you could tell'em he dope
And yo (yo) yo, I just couldn't never know'
So let the flow take'em where the most of us have never been
Well plug me in and we can get there together friend
We can get there together friend
I got a smile on my face, the sun on my side
A pocket full of friends and a cousin doing time
And everytime I come around it's love like I knew it
And all they keep telling me is, come on do it.
Smile on my face, sun on my side
Pocket full of friends, cousin doing time
Everytime I come around it's love like I knew it
All they keep telling me is, come on do it
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Haji P. - So Regular
03:19
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I'm a regular brother with a regular flow
I work a regular job making regular dough
And I reckon I'm dope cause yall be tellin' me so
But at the show in attendance be the regular folks
I got a regular dog with a regular bark
We take regular walks to the regular park
Then he takes a poop on his regular stoop
What can I say? That's a regular pooch
I got regular family and regular friends
So if you anything special we aint relatives then
Mom dukes do okay, she be collecting some ends
But ma, don't even trip, that's a regular Benz
On a regular night, any regular week
My DJ hits me up with a regular beat
So on the reg yo, I try to write some regular heat
But I usually got writers block, regularly.
I used to play ball homie, pass me the joint
Cross'em up, shoot the j, never averaged a point
But i managed to point out when compared to others
All my life I never really was the average brotha
In high school I was an A student, not an A stupid
A-verage, the grade curved, but I was straight (do it!)
Maintain a high gpa, I tried
I maintained, I'm Ha-ji P (Ayyyyyye!)
Dated girls that was average at least
But when they tried to play cute I tell the average peace
Like, them aint D cups those are average B's
And you should probably go home and brush your average teeth (geez)
On the average, that's what rappers is
Even to include myself and I'm talented
But I'm nice with a mic and an abacus
Simple mathematics kid, watch me beat the averages
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all my life i've lived
sticking to this tree
remember at the start
you feeded off of me
brushing up in breezes
making that sound
i made every season
when you were around
the fall i understood
swirling to the ground
landed in the river
not far from the mouth
taking all my friends
dispersing them
feel my skin softening
veins appearing thin
something's eating what came from the tree
fiber decomposing me
how's this chemistry leaving me so warm
parasite tendrils ripping me apart
ripping me apart
roots suspended in a gelatin
my brain is bobbing in it
resting heavy ever steady
progress is a huge commitment
it's easier here than it is on the surface
no feasible smear that you'll need to clean up
mastering death is a way to prove worth so just
lay on the bottom lest you need to come up
(stay here all the time that you need)
currently spun and i'm wrung to nothing
currently spun and wrung
currently spun and i'm wrung to nothing
tomorrows the day that i'll see the sun
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[Est. 2009]
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