
Beastmode ft. Xay Hill
produced/mixed by Poetics
written by kj52, poetics
I’m going in Keep it on ten
I gotta win That’s Beastmode Beastmode
Ay, I’m going in Ay, keep it on ten
I gotta win That’s Beastmode Beastmode
What you think it won’t come back
What you think it won’t gone last
Last night the crowd all stacked
Like 42 cats in a duffle bag packed
No time just to run on back
I shine for the son of man
I got two rhymes like a gun in fact that
That I squeeze and I pop like its bubble wrap
And I blast smash w/ a new clique
Out last and spazz when the groove hit
Keep the word on my mouth when i do this
Like a toothpick on my two lips
But i just been a nuisance
See ever since i came brand new since
I think big like my brain is a 2x
So you can just snack on my two cents
Take that take that when I boost it
See I’m a just rap till you boost it
Dont nap it slaps when the crew flex
See I’m a turn moments to movements
Soon as I walk in a pop in the door (Im a go I’m a go beastmode)
All that I know I’m losing control (Im a go I’m a go beastmode)
I aint stoppning till reaching my goal (Im a go I’m a go beastmode)
I aint shaken I’m breaking the mold (Im a go I’m a go beastmode)
I don’t need to earn that clot
Bar up like i work on out
Shot up then it burned on down
But i came this far why I turn down now?
And it hurts no doubt
When it gets built up then it burns on down
But i took off my crown
And fell at his feet on a burnt down ground
The devil tried to snatch my kid
I cant even Pay my bills
What you think that I’m gone chill
When he just told me just stay still
It’s like it took a walk through hell
Take a little walk in my twelves
You can see that Im not well
But I just got up everytime that I fell
And I still need him
Standing here and I’m still breathing
Got my hands to the ceiling
I’m a catch flights every night not feelings
Soon as I walk in a pop in the door (Im a go I’m a go beastmode)
All that I know I’m losing control (Im a go I’m a go beastmode)
I aint stoppning till reaching my goal (Im a go I’m a go beastmode)
I aint shaken I’m breaking the mold (Im a go I’m a go beastmode)
GO FOR IT ft. Jodie Jermaine, Mitch Darrell
produced/mixed by Poetics
written by: kj52, poetics, Jodie Jermaine, Mitch Darrell
I mix the old school w/ the new school till its true school
Lost in the groove like the dog up in blues clues
Jesus come out jogging out the tomb like its zoom zoom
Paid it all the chucking up the peace like its deuce deuce
I got the juice juice man the flow is butter
Yall’s is duck duck goose goose blu bluh bluh
You got the lethal weapon you aint danny glover
The world had to fall like the season after summer
Word to none ya see my age aint nothing but number
So I’m raging like I’m blazing all up in a hummer
With no ac and I’m crazy doing like a hundred
You could chase but Im swayze now just when you run up
How he loves ya but it makes me really kind of wonder
How we know it more but you acting dumb and dumber
So im praying till I’m staying and I see the sun up ‘
My daddy said you better hustle boy until you come up
Go for it uh I think I think I better go for it yeah
I see the goal and I’m a go toward it ahh
They see me running they like Go forest go for it go for it
(Jodie Jermaine)
Imma go for it I’m known for it
My flesh weak And my souls waring
But my spirit man On the road touring Already
Yeah Demons sent to upset me
Yeah But I ain’t tryna roll petty
Yeah I’m a good fella but don’t test me
Yeah I meant goodfella Joe Pesci
Woah Imma Hit em with a yippie ki yay
They gon hate but I’m saved and I’m energized
I’m listening for the inner cries
For the ones that are penalized every time that sin arises
Lift Christ everything else minimize it
Don’t call it an Ishmael when this is Isaac
Supernatural is our enterprises and yeah I’m from the hood homie but now I’m living righteous
Run the check up
I’m surviving if none respect us
And Father touch my heart
Run the check up
Help me bear the pain I know you allowed to bless us
Even if takes 1000 tortures
We’ll surround disorder with the hounds of heaven
Around the corner is the Man of war so I’ll be chanting forward as I bow in reverence like
Go for it X2
I don’t have a choice
God gave me a voice
So now I’m gonna
Go for it x3
The angels all rejoice when we when we
Chorus
(Mitch Darrell)
Runnin a race and you gunnin to place ima win like im Usain Bolt (uh)
Done in a second you comin in second they pay me what 2 chainz sold (uh)
Thought about given up Jonah with ninevah thought it was Too painful (uh)
Do what I gotta do taken out all of you Call me the new Django (uh)
Life is a vapor so fragile like paper but know that I Wont stop now (uh)
so full of obstacles think they might stop a few Prayin I don’t Lock down (uh)
All of you gophers you hide ima go for it drivin I go top down (uh)
Aint no one stoppin me God never droppin me Got whatchu Don’t Got (now)
Callin for the goat so I appear, I could turn a legend to a peer
Got the drive the man can really steer, Catch the haters starin like a deer
Homie im a tortoise u the hare, camera shows I beat ya by a hair
Apathetic yall don’t even care, Momma say My attitude is rare
Uh
Spittin so lyrical yall need a miracle just to be nearin my spot
I’m rappin spiritual yalla satirical some of you fearin the top
Until the whistle blow you see me give n go aint no one blockin the shot
Weakness aint visible ima get physical nothin can get me to stop
Big enough ft. Xay Hill
produced/mixed by: Poetics
written by: Kj52, Poetics, xay hill
Keep it up keep it up
Tell the whole world we be keeping up
Tell the whole squad we aint giving up
God on our side we gone run it up
Tell your team they aint big enough
Tell your dreams they aint big enough
tell them schemes they aint big enough
Ya hit the ground then pick it up
Cru-zang but I hustle fast
like Usain in the 100 dash I’m just
New school but Im from the past
Like wu tang in a 100 masks
Do thangs w/ a 100 raps
To make the crowds say ho like a thundercat
Hit the lines like a running back
Till i run in back just when I run the track
I aint where i used to be
I aint what they used to see
But my Lord been good to me
So I got no malice like pusha t
I’m a rapper/pastor
You are a rapper/actor
Your life plus no christ
That is a crashing disaster
I got to blast smash faster
When i just blast smash past ya
Hold tight now its all right
He coming back to just snatch ya
I’m blasting off past nasa
In my sneaks and cap backwards
So blast the song past @ ya
Till I’m gone in that rapture
Step up pull out the pen again
I’m just the dude to get it in
Swimming in the rhythm that I’m living in
Or sipping lipton at the bennagins
Private jet or the mini van
I’m living better than i ever been
I kill the flesh till it’s trembling
Like eddie brock in the venom and
Now you claim your packing you getting yo chips like it was a packet of pringle in’s
Im in the back snacking and macking chewing some gum full a cinnamon
Cause just when I’m rapping Ill bet it happens I get you w/ nouns and the synonyms
Catch me now laughing I’m smashing the lines I hit you like a jacket from benny hinn
You got the goons in the truck
I got the spoons in a cup
Man i grew up in a dump
Eating up soup in a cup
So i just do it for the love
And I’m moving it up
And Im pursing Him yuhh
Cuz I just knew he’s enough
HAVE A GOOD DAY ft. Vrose
produced/mixed by: Poetics
written by: kj52, poetics
Im gonna have a good day
gone have a good have a good day
yeah yeah yeah
Why this lady with a puppy dog
3 kids mini van gotta cut me off
Why every time that I hit the mall
You gotta back me in till i hit the wall
Why you on my tail sir
This is not what Im prepared for
To get a scream and a swear word
God bless you right there sir
Been up since 5:18
All i got in the fridge is some baked beans
God help me w/ my day please
They wanna break me down there till I straight scream
Chorus
Even when I’m waiting in the line
Staring at the sky stress waiting on the mind
So even when I’m barely getting by
The thing that I find that your always on the time
So I’m a climb up a new way
Cause Im reminded it’s a new day
Feeling fresh like I’m putting on some new j’s
New start new heart in a new state
Even if it’s cloudy on a tuesday
And the routes that I drive is down to two lanes
Suns coming out I heard a Blue jay
And thats just when you say
Flex ft. Dre Murray
produced/mixed by: Poetics
written by: Kj52, poetics, dre Murray
Flex on em flex on em
Tell the whole world I'm a flex on em
Flex on em flex on em
Watch me supplex on em
Watching from the sidelines drawing a play
The referee can’t see the foul, I’m bout to call it a day
But just before I threw the towel I heard a message that say
The enemy is on the prowl, you can’t leave it this way
Oh boy
So I hopped back in that 22
Dancing on the beat like it’s JuJu
I can’t leave it incomplete, what would you do?
The enemy, he say he feel it, (he) think it’s voodoo
Who knew?
I’d still be rapping, man it wasn’t the plan
I still remember hitting KJ up when I was a fan
Didn’t care about a sale, didn’t call it a brand
I just thought the rhymes were fly, and I’m praying they land
Yes sir!
In the hearts of people that’s in the dark
Maybe the words I write could be the spark
Leave it to them to argue about a chart
I’m trying to be the start
I’m trying to leave a mark
Somebody stuck me for like 20k
They took the money then they went away
Things got ugly but I been ok
Sometimes you gotta know the plans got to changes
Fin to say fin to state had it all then it crashed
Been this way get to say now its all coming back
I be flexing on them but its never been about the cash
Blessings that i had can’t be counted with the things I have
If you would’ve caught me on the wrong day
I would've spassed out like im kanye
So many times I went the wrong way
I had to find what the psalm say
Rolling now with andre doing just what God say
Just wanna eat picante and watch the palm sway
And I aint gone fall away
Even when they said I was washed like the laundry
Depression Nap ft. Dru Bex
produced/mixed by: Poetics
written by: kj52, Poetics, Dru Bex
Now I lay me down pray my soul to keep
Feeling lost but I’m found when I go to sleep
This depression’s taking over somehow
it won’t last forever but to overcome now
Now I lay me down pray my soul to keep
But all I do is sleep because I got no peace
I pray I got these angels watching over me
Cause the only time I’m awake is when I go to sleep
One more stressing session happens you gone throw that towel in
Depression stressing on your mental till you felt surrounded
Wrestling with this mess guessing till it pulls you down in
Its like you fall into your tears until you felt your drowning
Counting all your blessings guessing but you really doubting
Heading no direction mention that your heart is pounding
You lock the door close that window when you in this house and
Feeling all alone at home or when your in the crowd and
The hands of the enemy steadily gripping ya deadly
Readily breaking you mentally right at the point till ya never free
Ya drift to the heavenly just want to find out the remedy
Anyone helping me please take a minute if you could just send up a prayer for me
And here’s that thing that they won’t ever tell you
Here’s that dream that they won’t ever sell you
Friends are friends until they go and fail you
Cause fire either refines or it’s gonna melt you
Caught up in that pscho cycle repeating that
Wake up get up stand up back to sleep again
Tossing turning wake up then your sleeping in
Ya need to talk to God but you dont speak to Him
Sucked down in that self doubt keep on sneaking in
Ya crushed down in these secrets just want to breath again
You lock down on the weekends claim dont need no friends
But then you start complaining when you leaving them
Your life has a purpose even ya feeling ya worthless
I know that ya burdened trust me Im certain man i know that your hurting
Man I’m just scratching the surface yeah i know it could worsen
Im certain theres hope Im certain you’ll cope please dont close up the curtain
Cause God is there even when you can’t see Him
I pray you know him before you go and meet him
Face yourself before you face your demons
I pray you find everything before you go and leaving
Fade to black depression nap
gimme that chicken
produced/mixed by: Poetics
written by: kj52, poetics
Im about to roll in quick
Im about to get my fix
Whats up with these kids
Why they all up on my hip
I got the sauce that drips
How much can i get
I’m a put it all on my lips
Dang it’s all on my kicks
When Im walking by i want a waffle fry I’m not a whopper guy
No awkward eye no awkward guy I’m just saying Hi
When i run inside when I get in line I want a number 5
Gimme two shakes there and a cow hat put it all on the side
i want chicken
gimme dat chicken
deep fry that chicken
God bless that chicken
I want chicken
I’m on fair fax w/ my air max and my hair back
I aint even scared yet I’m a head right there back
I’m walking in real fast what yall staring at
Im kicking all the chairs back
Screaming gimme that chicken where it at
Get a pen and pad I aint getting mad Im getting in my bag
What I fin to grab is polynesian sauce in a big old slab
I aint care the cost ill take it all right there if thats all you have
Sir it would be my absolute honor to serve you… bring it out real fast
JIM AND PAM
Produced/mixed by: Poetics
written by Kj52, poetics
I just want to love you like it Jim and pam
walk the beach write you name up in the sand
kiss your cheek while I hold your hand
I just want to love you like Jim and pam
My house a lot noise plus a lot of boys
broken toys broken doors that just get destroyed
And let me make it clear dear if i made a choice
here I wouldn’t change thing yeah I gotta lot of joy
I love the fact that your all righteous plus a little rachet
Plus you you crack me up every time I watch you dancing
And everything that happens babe I know you got my back and
So we just hanging driving right just with the kids just laughing
And now we never take a picture right
25 pictures there aint one we like
Bit I could do that just like every night
Glad to have you in my life by my side
Chorus
I just want you standing close to me
Aint that the way that it’s supposed to be
We can roll around w/ my old cd’s
You can hold to me just while you roll w/ me
And we may never ever get the mansion
But i got a hand that you can put your hand in
Im glad your there not matter what would happen
We prepared to make it wether feast or famine
Aint nothing better than to see laughing
Might not got the cheddar or all the cash and
But we can stand here and just keep on dancing
God will take the picture we just write the caption

Intro: Dave is on vacay
produced by Spechouse
Best time of the Year
produced: Lamontt “Spechouse” Blackshire
written by: J. Sorrentino, Lamont “Spechouse” Blackshire (Spechouse Media ASCAP)
mixed by: Anthony Quest and Lamontt “Spechouse” Blackshire
So while your up north there ya getting getting freezed out
Im down south walking around town with my knees out
Feeling the breeze now with the palm trees out
And unless its ocean well I don’t pull the ski’s out
So don’t be hating all on me pal
Cause it’s all green and there’s no brown leaves out
This is florida and I don’t plan to leave now
And the only thing i got to make sure is the pool cleaned out
Oh im sorry is that a turn off
Cuz your lips are purple and chapped and about to burn off
Trying to get all the sand and the dirt off
My feet cuz I’m at the beach lounging with the shirt off
Take a turtle and a gator and then I go dip
And ride a manatee off into the sunset
Are we there dad are we having fun yet
Sit down hush up button up your one lip
Its the best time of the year
Best time of the year
Im a make it real clear
Its the best time of the year aw yeah aw yeah
Merry Christmas get this on your wish list
Fingers on the wrist get froze like a fish stick
as the time tick ticks ya really might miss this
All you wanna do is drop the dough like it’s bisquick
you in the snow with ya 6 kids
Smashing through the road in ya town or ya district
Cause the crowds are a thick clique
Your nose won’t stop running man you’re getting sick quick
Before you checking of the list kid
I came to remind you of this this
Reason of the season aint just a gift list
Its Jesus the greatest gift man that a gift gives
Up on the housetop
produced by: Lamontt “Spechouse” Blackshire
written by: J. Sorrentino, Lamontt “Spechouse” Blackshire (Spechouse Media ASCAP)
mixed by: Anthony Quest and Lamontt “Spechouse” Blackshire
Dec 24th Im at my home chilling
all of sudden i hear this thudding right upon the ceiling
I be like who be illing right there up in my building
killed my Christmas vibe and ruined this whole feeling but
all of a sudden a big dude with the white beard
looking quite weird popped up like right here
said I’m here to battle you plus its quite clear
man I’m in my nike airs chilling with my wife here relax
Up on the housetop click click click
down through the chimney came ole’ saint nick
he’s like my flow is plain sick
so let me break it down straight quick
they call me lil kringles aka st nick
and you’s a lame kid plus you should straight quit
and he said its risky to diss me
cause i got a flow that’s dirtier than ya chimney
I punch rhymes like my punch lines to ya kidney
And if it was a present is the only way to rip me
Up on the housetop click click click
down through the chimney came ole’ saint nick
I said listen b why the heck now dissing me
plus man your older than some ancient history
And your nose it could really use a histamine
plus your milk breath well it could really use some listerine
what the heck dog you smell like dead log
wrapped in red fog with curdled up egg nog
plus its time to get the weight off
so why don’t you gone take off and go do a light jog
so wrong you need to roll on
Plus you need to get them reindeer off my whole lawn
thats the junk to get you stole on
plus you better say so long before it goes wrong
Up on the housetop click click click
down through the chimney came ole’ saint nick
im standing there trying to drink it in
bunch of little elf men try to get it in
how did I get in this predicament
that was when I stood there and then I all sink on in
man its quite amazing
i got santa and the elves and they locked up in my basement
and the reindeer are outside in the waiting
does this qualify as a home invasion?
See im about to start a riot
against this dude he just probably just needs a diet
and he’s standing there all defiant
thats when i woke up with my two kids crying..
Get out my way
produced by: Lamontt “Spechouse” Blackshire
written by: J. Sorrentino, Lamontt “Spechouse” Blackshire (Spechouse Media ASCAP)
mixed by: Johnny Grande
Man the mall’s so popping
Man she won’t stop shopping
Man she won’t stop stopping
Its 5 in morning i cant stop yawning
Why do we keep on walking
Why do we keep on talking
I feel like she got me locked in
Somebody call in the cops in
I cant not do this no mo’
I cant not walk in this store
There was a kid at the door
Seeing him eating his food off the floor
Im getting disgusted for sho’
Man he picking his nose
Wiping the junk on his clothes
No where can I go im a lose it fo’ sure
Get out my way
Why you wanna drive so bad drive so bad
Get out my way
Why you wanna take my bag take my bag
Get out my way
Yall just make me mad make me mad
Get out my way please
What’s up with dad?
Unhhhh get out my way
I can not just remain calm
I am so sick of this song
Kids where is ya mom
Kids where is ya mom
Why is there cheese on your arm
Did you just sneeze in your palm
Why can’t you two get along
Why? ah cinnabon
Siri show me the car
I can not find it all
I am so sick of this mall
I am so sick of you all please pick up my call
I might sit in the hall
Maybe I’ll just talk to the wall
Take a nap on the floor
This aint shopping it’s war
Interlude: Meowy Christmas
produced by: Lamontt “Spechouse” Blackshire
written by: J. Sorrentino
upright bass: Greg “Pigz” Wickstrom
mixed by: Anthony Quest and Lamontt “Spechouse” Blackshire
Silent Night
produced by: Lamontt “Spechouse” Blackshire
written by: J. Sorrentino, Lamontt “Spechouse” Blackshire (Spechouse Media ASCAP)
Vocals: Madeline Gibbs
mixed by: Johnny Grande
Silent night holy night
All is calm all is bright
Silent night holy night
All is calm all is bright
Mary was a teenager joseph a little older
It wasn’t december but it got a little colder
They was in that spot where she got to hold ya
Just on the run just from the hunt of these roman soldiers
In a feeding trough is where they got got to hold him
Its just a feeding spot there just to hold you over
One day for 30 coins well they went and sold ya
Then threw you in a cave right there where they’d roll a boulder
No Christmas lights ant no Christmas tree
But there was life there was light up in the peace of prince
And they would call him christ call him king of kings
Born of virgin birth that was the mystery
He took our misery and came to get us free
He was that gift indeed wrapped up for all to see
Follow the star right there to where he slept in peace
To see this baby boy this little refugee
Silent night holy night
All is calm all is bright
Silent night holy night
All is calm all is bright
It was a silent night but they was blessed to speak
And talk about the light the one that came to be
The way and truth and life the only one that we need
He was born just for this reason now for you and me
They headed west to yall they named you yeshua
That means the Lord will save yeah yes you are
The bright and morning star we have all fallen short
Of your glory in this story we are not up to par
They had come so far and now were blessed to call
On the name above all names and that the best of all
And from the worst of us right there to the best of yall
You were the net that was spread just to catch our fall
Took all we did removed this mess of ours
So that no one would miss the grace of God
You took the debt then erased it all
On the silent night so to you we call
Silent night holy night
All is calm all is bright
Round yon’ virgin
Mother and child
Holy infant so tender and mild
Sleep in heavenly peace
Sleep in heavenly peace
Glory Glory ft. Bookie the Baby
produced by: Lamontt “Spechouse” Blackshire
written by: J. Sorrentino, Lamontt “Spechouse” Blackshire (Spechouse Media ASCAP)
mixed by: Johnny Grande
glory glory hallelujah
all hail the king who reigns supreme now let em sing
the one who set them free who will forever be
now won’t you let it ring we call him elohim
who promised he would never leave ever leave
my eyes have seen his glory now so I believe
my life will tell the story of the prince of peace
Now He was heading toward me every time i leave
so im a get these angels bow let em speak
All the angels singing all the angels singing
everybody singing everybody singing
can you hear them singing can you hear them singing
this is what the singing this is what they singing
glory glory glory glory hallelujah
All the angels singing all the praises to ya
All glory all the honor that is due ya
glory glory glory glory hallelujah
cause you will reign forever never fade away
you just reign supreme you always stay the same
cause you got all we need now now you never change
cause you became our peace that day you came our way
came to stay went away one day you be coming back
set your plan in motion just right there and then you ran it back
all they ever want is racks on racks on racks
but your just all we want and that is that
All the angels singing all the angels singing
everybody singing everybody singing
can you hear them singing can you hear them singing
this is what the singing this is what they singing
glory glory glory glory hallelujah
All the angels singing all the praises to ya
All glory all the honor that is due ya
glory glory glory glory hallelujah
Interlude: I’m Offended
produced by: Lamontt “Spechouse” Blackshire
written by: J. Sorrentino
mixed by: Anthony Quest and Lamontt “Spechouse” Blackshire
It’s the holidays time for hanging out and having fun
It’s the holidays and I’m offended by everything and everyone
dah dah dah
I’m gonna unfriend you
All I Want ft. Spechouse
produced by: Lamontt “Spechouse” Blackshire
written by: J. Sorrentino, Lamontt “Spechouse” Blackshire
mixed by: Johnny Grande
All I want for Christmas is this short list
and of course this and these porsches
So all I want for Christmas is this whole list
and if I don’t get I’m still so blessed
and all I want for Christmas is a fast car
like a rap star like Nascar
the Savior was born what more could I ask for
unless your saying I could ask more
Now all I really want is this
wanna know God in a bigger way
have my own mall yeah plus a chic fil a
i wanna ball like im michael J
then crawl up the wall like I’m spiderman get away
get a little cray scream like I’m lil tay
swim in a little lake scare all the kid away
and eat a little steak with a little bit of a little cake
and let christmas go right there to the month of may
i want the freshest pair of air max
till all the haters got to stop now stare back
like I’m riding on a unicorn down on fairfax
bareback screaming out what the heck you staring at
i want to always pick the fast line
when im in the gas line when i gotta pass time
go faster than a cat up a fast climb
and have all my teams win the game now by half time
i want to roll with my little team
hit the scene I’m a buy out the krispy kreme
a big hug plus a cup full of listerine
to every stank breath thug acting a little mean
let them know about the one who could get em clean
let em know about the son who can get em free
they can have a real love plus a little peace
and I’m only knowing that because he so real to me
arcade of centipede and some pac man
and everywhere I go there’d be a rap jam
and every show that I flow would be packed man
w/ every rap fan now from white to black and
i want 100 caps and a hat stand
my own jam band that played when i ran man
100 laps while I’m waving at the grand stand
end with a hand stand just because i can man
Go to Bed
produced by: Dominic Gibbs
written by: J. Sorrentino, Dominic Gibbs
upright bass: Greg “Pigz” Wickstrom
mixed by: Johnny Grande
it was the night before Christmas and all up through the house
all my creatures is stirring they jumping on the couch
they grab the remote control man then they ran around
while Im yelling at em’ won’t you please go turn it down
then i heard a sound and then i turned around
sniffed the air smelling like somethings burning now
Christmas trees on fire and its about to burn on down
but my kids are moving slower than a turtle now
and then I put it out feeling like I gone insane
while the other one just got into the candy canes
sugar rush it be going straight up to his brain
now he’s chasing the cat up and down the window pane
and i feel deranged while im steady standing there
cuz they dressed the dog up just like a reindeer
its Christmas eve do you even straight care?
I’m looking at them then I had to say here
Won’t you go to bed
why won’t you go to bed
your driving your Dad crazy in the head
why won’t you go to bed
then they ate the milk and cookies like a cannibal
looked at me said keep the change filthy animal
then they ran and rolled right into a handled phone
running and they screaming like Kevin just did in Home alone
so i stand alone feeling like im going nuts
staring at these legos pieces and some broken trucks
if you make me stress and cuss and cause another fuss
its just gonna be Festivus right here for the rest of us
but i had enough they just made me mad
they broken everything how they gonna pay me back
staring at my children while they acting crazy bad
grinch is about to steal Christmas and his name is dad
and im crazy mad see my wife walking up
she said knock it off with all that humbug
dont forget the very reason for the one love
why we just celebrate Jesus thats enough
Outro: Happy New Years
produced by: Lamontt “Spechouse” Blackshire
written by: J. Sorrentino
mixed by: Anthony Quest and Lamontt “Spechouse” Blackshire
For auld lang syne my dear
For auld lang syne
We’ll save a cup of kindness yet
Oh sing of auld lang syne
Last year was a tough year man a rough year
But I got to stop and drop a little love here
Cause what I lost it could never ever compare
To everything I’ve found in the cross what he’s done there
And its so clear I come so far
So bring on the new year on let’s go off
Aint nothing gonna stop us now so go hard
So let that old year go its time to go on
Aint nothing left to know but to know God
He’s in control and the shows gotta roll on
Its been a tough ride so just hold on
Its gonna get better man so say so long
The past there and all your past fears
And thank God that at least you come here
And I’m a tell my wife now just to come near
Let me get a little kiss when it hits the new year
Bonus: Dad Jeans & Ugly Sweaters (remix)
produced by: Poetics
written by: Jonah Sorrentino
mixed by: Poetics
Hopped up in the my prius
Yall fools you cant see us
My crew be the cleanest
All crocs no adidas
Yall know who my team is
What you think you can see us
Kids Screaming out feed us
Soccer match on them weekends
Wether its cold Or a hot day
Pumpkin spice in my latte
Kids all in karate
I thinking driving the whrong way
i don’t care what yall say
Im balling out at tar-jay
holidays to hollendaise
Im saucing all at yo party
Dad jeans and my ugly sweater
My ugly sweater
Dad jeans and my ugly sweater
That sounds about right
Dad jeans and my ugly sweater
My ugly sweater
Dad jeans and my ugly sweater
That sounds about white
I be bilbo and swaggins I’m lord of the bling
Catch me digging I’m sagging im rocking out in these jeans
I be just flipping and bragging you knowing my team
Ugly sweater Im tagging I be getting that cheese
No literally I be just getting the cheese
Ran in Sams and I’m bagging cause they aint checking ID
Thats how it goes when I’m snacking I be all up in these streets
Dude really what happened my kids are up in the streets
Now Im trying to catch em getting the things that i need
My ugly sweater be matching thats all that i need

Blame it on the hip hop ft. Jered Sanders
written by: J. Sorrentino, J. Marlowe, J. Sanders
produced by: Theory Hazit
mixed by: Braille
mastered by: Bulwark Mastering
cuts: Dj Aslan
came in the 80s but born in the 70’s
raised on radio rakim and eric B
chuck d and BDP that was my therapy
blasting in my headphones to hear what they telling me
but apparently currently all i’ll ever see
is running from these bullies in the hood trying to get at me
late nights scaring me gun shots a melody
came up dead last kind of like the letter z
and all my neighbors got a felony
and all my teachers do is yell at me
but I don’t know where in hell i’d be
if Jesus didn’t step in and kick the sin out of me
i found a recipe and remedy
so rest in peace to every little piece of the older me
so when it’s over and ya bury me
leave the mic in my hand so i died as an emcee
if my hat’s to the left you can blame it on the hip hop
if I got a way that I step you can blame it on the hip hop
and if I keep my kicks fresh you can blame it on the hip hop
if my life is so blessed you can blame it on the hip hop
if its still about lyrics blame it on the hip hop
if your raps I don’t feel it blame it on the hip hop
and if i still wanna kill it blame it on the hip hop
Father Son and the Spirit they be reigning in my hip hop
goldin child:
born in the 80s raised in the 90s
grew up on that Wu-tang slang and straight grimy
find me in the cipher spitting freestyles
emcees all around like a swarm of killer bees
protect your neck bars are sharp like killer teeth
claim you got game son I got skill
sure you pop steel when you cop that deal
you is not real and my crew does not feel
these studio thugs cause the block is too real
the truth was revealed when the blood got spilled
aggression pressing wrong buttons stop fronting
top and cutting to the bone home sharpen rhymes
microphone firearms stay out of harms way
lyrical bullets watch what God say when I pull it
no ducking just busting goldin tongue flow smooth on percussion
rip through your tissue hit you direct in your heart muscle
in the midst of the struggle you say uncle
you’ve overpowered by a circumstance
we advance forward never quit be here to the end of it
remember this Ak when I spit like this you can blame it on the hip hop
chorus
jered sanders:
I been around it bro,
Way before the lobes knew of the rocks or Rolls,
Betty Crocker though, use it for pasta bowls,
The pros spewing to lock and load,
Cock the four, flu game, get a shot for those,
Just another slight, cocky male,
rocking over beat box battles and cafeteria acapelles,
You could prolly tell back when I was prolly 12,
I was a number one chief rocka, popping my lapel,
Head knocking over Rock The Bells,
switching accents, to track suits, Applejack and a blocky cell,
Scarface, Hugh Heffy with a few models,
some Esco, Big Poppa, and a lotta L,
Only Mac I knew, coming wit gun powder,
And spitting a lot of babble outta one tower,
But I ain’t worried about a God MC,
cause the God, JC got the globe and He runs ours,
Clap it up ft. Selah the Corner
written by: J. Sorrentino, N. Martinez, J. Marlowe
produced by: MarvMobeats
mixed by: Braille
mastered by: Bulwark Mastering
cuts: Dj Morphiziz
kj52:
heres a few rhyme schemes for the rhyme fiends
i die daily so the flesh is a crime scene
he won’t fail me I’m blessed now that I seen
more eyes get open than 30 bottles of the visine
yeah I flow dirty but I rhyme clean
plus I look thirty but move like I’m 19
pick up the mic to proclaim it about my king
I’m same dude same crew since the nine three
you on the internet taking shots at my team
log off take the plank out ya eye beam
you can’t seen man ya lost in the high beams
plus your theology’s probably worse than ya hygiene
why me im a crime fiend
yet you saved me you provide for my dreams
man its crazy you provide for my peace
Im amazed where I came from since Im free
If your living for the King gone clap it up
if your life is truly free gone clap it up
if you know who we be gone clap it up
gone clap it up we gone clap it up it’s time to clap it up
selah:
I be spitting them life bars, so witty
we fam I feel at home in yo city
the pearly gates await so if death comes
its like p-diddy present day its no biggie
i know you feel the same way
send a man to know God my one wish no ray j
I’m a trip no vacay its friday no day day
somebody radio mayday kj I jk look
i just tell them about the risen life,
i found color in the light prism life
and ex cons never walk up in the studio
cuz they always saying the bars kind of like prison life
time now clock on the wrist-zay
to be the illest at my job no sick day
all day yahweh we boom bap it up
yeah we about to wrap it up click click clap it up
goldinchild:
yeah i spit for the truth so hold your applause fam
fortune and fame and why I follow God man
and honestly I don’t know if I got fans
cause Christ is the way and he teach me how to walk fam
banging beats ever since i had a walkman
headphones bumping that sound of the God-man
the one who’s light shines bright in the darkness
freeing those souls from the system that were lost in
controlled by the hands of the powers that be
and i refuse to let the beast start devouring me
yeah I’m not just a barcode in your numbering scheme
keep my hands to the skies eyes fixed on Elohim
the blood of Christ be reside in me
its like a beacon of light that stays guiding me
remove the scales from my eyes so that I can see
that his voice is the truth I can hear it when he speaks..
I’m good
written by: J. Sorrentino, J. Marlowe
produced by: Dom Gibbs
mixed by: Braille
mastered by: Bulwark Mastering
my alarm start going off at 545
i can barely open up my eyes hit the snooze a couple times
hear my kids in the kitchen
fix a bowl of cheerios 45 minutes till we hit the rood
let the baby sleep until we about to leave
change the diaper and put her in the car seat
tell dayanna malachi leia jay
all i gotta say is daddy loves your more every day
me and K got that rap dad swag
mini van rap sound checking w/ a diaper bag
cats be like “aint you almost 40 now?”
how you still gonna call yourself the goldin child
with a wife a 3 bedroom house and 3 shorties now
but you know I’m still nice w/ that freestyle
meanwhile still learning how to be a dad
baby in my arms banging beats on them drum pads
when they ask me how Im living say “yeah im good”
and its only cause he risen k? “yeah Im good”
in case I forgot to mention well “yeah Im good”
yeah you know I’m good I’m good
might be going through my stress but “yeah Im good”
every day I’m so blessed what “yeah Im good”
so i aint worried about the rest cause “yeah Im good”
you know I’m good.. I’m good
kj52:
my day starts at 6am when I clear the phelgm
I help my wife out the door cause she’s late again
feet hit the floor grab the coffee pour it in
out the door to the car then I hop on in
I put the baby in the car seat help him in
free styling w/ these old beats take a pen
writing down the ideas when I walk on in
“ah its great to see you..” how you doing man
drop him off hit the church then im rolling in
I read a little pray a little talk to God again
im in the middle of a issue and i’m stressing it
but its really kind of little so I rest in Him
i found a calm right there to my restlessness
plus I finally really know who my blessing is
and understand now just what he gives
it’s just another day in the life that i live
Not really ft. B. Cooper
written by: J. Sorrentino, B. Cooper, J. Marlowe
produced by: Achim for preppy beats
mixed by: Braille
mastered by: Bulwark Mastering
kj52
now you never get old if the flow stay’s timeless
this is the utmost now for his highness
he is the plus though to all of my minus
hope I touch souls like a brush and a stylus
so when I bust flows I hope that rhyme is
like a punch to the nose burns a hole in yo sinus
and then it goes to take the crust out ya eyelids
and it hits like a tidal wave to crush all your islands
plus they rush into violence
so me and GC we like paul into silas
been gone a whole lot of time and
but I aint even old just got a whole lot of mileage
cue up the violins while I survey the landscape
i eint even worried what ya man say
man makes plans but man makes the plans break
thats why most y’all aint even worth my hand shake
i had to learn to make the plans wait
then crack it open like a clam bake
so even if I’m older than my fanbase
all of this is God aint nothing of it man made
oh you got a big car nah man not really
oh your a big star nah man not really
you do a lot of drugs nah man not really
bet ya pack a lot of guns nah man not really
b. cooper:
I asked him what you want a verse about he said he wanted murder
massacre the instrumental till your name gets heard of
give them that original I aint talking wurthers
synonymous w/ the hip hop like in and out w/ burger
follow suit thought my career would go further
next up a whole generation of turner
what you drive what your bank account worth bruh
where you live do you pop our the burners
no sir I’m a 9-5 worker
spent my life searching just trying to find purpose
give em bars like they trying to find service
and inside every verse tell them life’s worth it
does that mean that I’m perfect
not close but the difference is that I’m working
backpack rap I aint talking hershel
this is heart and soul follow the flow to the church is
goldin child
man hold it this microphone’s a pulpit now
gold is back competition start folding
what’s in me greater than what’s in you
w/ these razor sharp rhymes that will cut your crew
convictions the reason your uncomfortable
the honest truth is I aint gonna front for you
I’m coming through backed up w/ a hundred troops
this old school veteran w/ some new recruits
like the camouflage squad scuffed timberland boots
my God’s more powerful than the guns you shoot
yeah I been in your projects and seen the proof
these angels of war camped on the roof
and I’m telling yall cats dont take it as a joke
cause right about now man I’m half past broke
for those that think I’m in the booth flapping my jaws
best believe its the truth that I’m rapping for yall..
Grind
written by: J. Sorrentino, J. Marlowe
produced by: Kj52 & Andy Sheridan
mixed by: Goldin child
mastered by: Bulwark Mastering
upright bass: Greg Wickstrom
kj52:
I’m on a lonely walk trying to be tony hawk
skating past the little spot where my homie fought
ask my parents for the sneaks that my homie got
but we barely speak at all I aint home a lot
cuz every hour every week I just rode the block
little skate rat got a dollar in my only sock
skate back to store for a soda pop
I’m in the mall food court with my friends a lot
sneaking out at night sometimes we getting caught
speeding on my bike like up and down the block
I call this girl I like I think she kind of hot
But will she call me back that’s my only thought
Wrong place wrong time almost got me shot
By a cop rolling by at the dealer shop
But I skate away I’m never getting caught
Watch it fade to grey and this I thought
I was on my grind grind grind grind grind
you can find me all the time time time time time
goldin child:
cats went from skate or die to skateboarding aint a crime
even though sometimes crime and skateboard coincide
i was on that 180 heel flip to a backside tail slide
better stick the landing right
around that time the scene went from punk rock to hip hop
started spitting rhymes in the skate shop
felt like i was in the midst of a renaissance
when culture collide and give birth to a new time
back then i was blind chasing girls
had a split from the world industry
flip mentalities got real spit fire for the king
the original vision Christ was never plan b
life changed when a switch stance kick flip to rail slide
broken growth plate shattered tail bone
put my board away started picking up a microphone
since that day you could say i was on my…
kj52:
I used to kick flip to grind now I kick flip the rhyme
Got mind on my money and the money on my mind
But my money is a dime and that aint helping me to shine
contemplating crime just to help me get by
But I can’t see the time and I can’t seem to find
a little peace of mind and I can’t seem to climb
out the route and I doubt that I’ll ever see a sign
that will help me get out of this mess now of mine
but I’m lost until the cross came in to shine
in came divine light to invade the blind
in came in the time that my life hit rewind
and it’s only cause Christ that I came in the vine
came into find a whole change in design
he gave is mine and he came to find
me when I was lost and I can’t wait to fly
him in the sky but until that time..
One shot, one click
written by: J. Sorrentino, J. Marlowe
produced by: Theory Hazit
mixed by: Goldinchild
mastered by: Bulwark Mastering
one shot two shot three shot four
five shot six shot seven shot pour
face down on the floor
said this was it but you back now for more
hate what you do to the them
hate how you took my friends and turned them into hooligans
hate you ruined them nothing i could do for them
they called you many names but that was just a psuedonym
nobody clued them in they was never listening
red eyes pale skin body shake twitching then
dead eye pale face sweaty skin glistening
fell straight headlong to the spell you put on them
another sip another hit under the grip of sin
take another trip drift away and come back again
you ride the wave to the grave till it’s crashing in
life is a game plus a gift but don’t cash it in
the ropes around your neck man I see it tightening
chains around your leg man i see you fighting it
you’re like the walking dead every single night and then
I pray you find some life in Him now before the light is dim
goldin child:
Yeah I hate what you do to me
imitation of the real thing always fooling me
honestly it seems like you're constantly pursuing me
claimed to possess beauty but it's costume jewelry
started with a look with a touch with a taste
you always had the same name just with a different face
feels like I can't leave your sites and find escape
like you hide and wait late nights when I'm wide awake
swear that you're sweet leave me with a bitter taste
full of shame and disgrace returning to a fallen state
emptiness sets in and it's more than I can take
to the point I feel sick and my body starts to shake
my flesh starts controlling me feel it all over me
like its digging in its claws refusing to let go of me
Christ you're the hope in me remove this debauchery
pornography by any other name is still pornography
one click two click three clicks four
five click six click 7 clicks more
keep this a secret make sure to lock the door
feel so defeated im addicted to this porn
Barber Shop Talk ft. Izzy Serious, Juk
written by: J. Sorrentino, J. Marlowe, R. Ramos, J. Krotov
produced by: Marv Mo beats
additional arrangement/production: kj52
mixed by: Goldinchild
mastered by: Bulwark Mastering
beatbox: Rubox
kj52:
now I’m going to the barber shop rolling through a parking lot
Try to find a parking spot hopping out I park and walk
hoody on my head got me looking kind of hard to spot
when I’m walking down the block the lady wanna call the cops
rolling past these dudes all they do is push the rock
the packs they move got them twisted like the hardest knot
but for the moment I need a trim right up off the top
edge up on the back and a fade up on the sides I got
I’m rolling past the cats they wanna call the shots
I know they keep a lil something tucked up in they sock
I’m working at the church right up at the farthest block
I seen the worst of the worst but really I aint gonna stop
The thought occurs to me need a cut start to walk
I see this dude I say what up stand then I sort of nod
he was acting kind of rude but really I just blew it off
got no time for attitude im finally all up in the spot
I said what up nothing How you living cousin
hey yo Whats good up in the spot why don’t you tell something
He said “im just steady cutting while they steady fronting”
another day another dollar while im steady hustling
see im popping in walking in sitting down
just an average hood spot bad side of town
I’m only whiteboy in spot so I don’t make a sound
one guy on the xbox the other dude is talking loud
he makes a move and then he starts to clown
the one dude takes it to the hoop and then he breaks him down
I’m staring at these dudes waiting for it to settle down
looking at these grooves up in the roof these people hang around then..
goldichild:
tell your moms we drop bombs on these prima donnas
aint no rock stars don’t wanna hear you scream and holler
hip hop scholars me and K gone bring it proper
you wack cats popping collars steady chasing dollars
don’t even bother spitting one line we not impressed
aint nothing fresh just another carcass speaking death
no life inside your rhymes your reciting eulogies
call me the coroner embalming emcees fluidly
izzy serious:
I’m from a place where the preachers rarely walk the streets
Everybody knows who did the robbery but never speak
The police, stay serving and protecting
their benefactors while we blessing God for being our protection
You can find Christ where the lepers and the lames at
Homeless, shootin’ dice, sippin’ on a bottle of warm ‘Yak
I tell’em heaven’s ya home black, you should know that
then spit a dope rap, then I’m out with a cold dap
I’m baring my cross while yours is for the shine
Mine comes with a crown of thorns and pierced open side
Check the scriptures kid the science is divine
I believe evolution is God’s intelligent design
So I create and spitfire like a circus act
Some clowns got record deals and don’t get close to that
While I rip scriptures for forgiveness in the barber shop
Where it’s five for the shape up 20 to touch the top
Juk:
I’m a hip-hop biographer Battling the Apocrypha
Follow the wood-worker In Boston, that’s the Car(a)penter(a)
I was bred and read up on Biggie and 2pac and them
Studied the greats Met up with grace
And-produced this document
Race used to bother me Social issues and lobbying
But now I’m dead-to-my-opinion
On-the-Rock like Sean Connery
In a sick economy Vivid with pornography
I pivot like Paul And-offer-up-Jesus, risen, bodily
We the children of pottery Created with knowledge
You could never go to college to retrieve Cause it’s Godly
Used to smoke Ports, man Like Natalie
Course then God got at me Awesome He honored me
Pardoned me Now I’m a re Al new creature To feature
No respect needed You can give that to Aretha
I gave up my rights so I could live life for Jesus
My Savior The righteous King So just believe, ya’ll
what if
written by: J. Sorrentino, J. Marlowe
produced by: Knadelus
mixed by: Braille
mastered by: bulwark mastering
audio clip: Dr Adrian Rogers of Love Worth Finding Ministries
Who am I ? im just the spikes of the thorn bush
That the soldiers picked up now as if to push
Into a crown as they headed out just in a rush
To push it down up on his skull as they went to shove
Him in the crowd as I went down just to cut
The top of his head as the blood now began to gush
hit him on the side hit him in the gut
With they fists and a spike now plus a club
And as they hit him w/ the fisticuffs
the look up in his eyes well it was only love
looking to the side as they went to pick him up
As he cried in a voice to the sky above
Father forgive them now just for what they done
But almost like that was just not enough
They took a cross then they made him pick it up
As the crowd screaming out now for his blood
what if well you was standing in the spot like
what if them crown of thorns they could talk then
what if man you could see him on the cross then
what would they say what would they say
goldin child:
iron ore forged by the hands of man
the same hands of man that handed the son of man
over to the sanhedrin im kept in the satchel of the centurion
soldier a tool of execution for the romans
pierced to the flesh of any man who opposes
imperialism and the rulers who uphold it
i helped kill and innocent man who spoke w/ boldness
Jesus pilate found no cause to hold him
condemned in secret crucified in the open
and on that cross it was my job to hold him
klank driven through his wrist and the grain of a wooden plank
klank and again and again klank
into the wooden beams i sank
then of his blood i drank
tasted redemption and i couldn’t bear the weight..

1. Intro
produced by: Dominic Gibbs
written by: J. Sorrentino, D. Gibbs (DominicRobertGibbs Publishing ASCAP)
so lets rewind then
back when he was walking w/ blind men
back when he was falling behind man
back never knowing a love worth finding
he was never calling to find Him
he was just going to find sin
he was so hopeless but right then
he was changed in a moment found the true friend
a King his God He took his sin
he was told get in the boat so he climbed in
now a fisher of men now w/ his pen
to give you the picture of Him when he rhymes man
he’s been forgiven more than times ten
and for Him he's been living with all his time spent
with a purpose he’s been given until his life ends
he found life when he was lifeless now his life’s His
a man stood in a pulpit told him what life gives
he bowed his knee in the bedroom now his life lives
he was born again now because of that life gift
thats the truth it changed what his life meant
now he’s sent he’s got a story to tell
a man on the radio had a story as well
He said I’d rather scare you into heaven then lull you to hell
his eyes has seen the glory w/ his soul it is well
so thank you Dr. Rogers tho you never got to meet
a 15 year old kid who was lost in the street
his life was changed by the words that you’d speak
that 15 year old kid that kid was me
2. Time alone
produced by: Dominic Gibbs
keys/bgvs: Dominic and Madeline Gibbs
Composer/Author: Juice Bangers
written by: J. Sorrentino D. Gibbs (DominicRobertGibbs Publishing ASCAP), M. Gibbs, D. Johnson, W. Reeves (Juicebangersmusic ASCAP)
mixed by: Jonny Grande
I just need some time alone
nobody ring my phone
can I get some time alone
let me get up in my zone (get up in my zone)
some days I’m an introvert
wanna get away leave this earth
broke down I’m getting worse
too proud to admit I’m hurt
them days when I get bezerk
them days when life don’t work
i fall apart check my heart
hit restart hit the dirt
man I’m a get this work
but I never seem to finish first
i need some help from what I’m dealt
my heart is in a hearse
so mad i fin to curse
that mess i didn’t deserve
I’m broken choking man
Im a just let you work
I just need some time alone
nobody ring my phone
can I get some time alone
let me get up in my zone (get up in my zone)
aint nothing going right but man Im feeling ok
I’m just a mess up in my life im feeling ok
I got no sleep last night but man Im feeling ok
they wanna take me down this time im just like no way
this life can’t get much worse
that’s why you came to earth
your Love and grace I didn’t deserve
but Lord I’ve been so burnt
man up forgive this hurt
but it never ever seems to work
the place where this occurred
Lord it was all up in your church
thats why it’s hurting worse
they wilding on this earth
smile up in your face and smirk
while they stealing from the purse
but I been assured
that’s something I got to learn
to trust in you that’s just just what I’ll do
just while I wait my turn I’m like..
I just need some time alone
nobody ring my phone
can I get some time alone
let me get up in my zone (get up in my zone)
aint nothing going right but man Im feeling ok
I’m just a mess up in my life im feeling ok
I got no sleep last night but man Im feeling ok
they wanna take me down this time im just like no way
3. You know it
produced by: Produced by Lamontt “SPEC” Blackshire for Spechouse Media
programmed by: Quinten Coblentz
additional keys/bgvs: Spec
written by: J. Sorrentino, Q. Coblentz (Quinten Coblentz Music ASCAP)
mixed by: Jonny Grande
its like I got a fountain of youth its like I got a fountain of truth
so right when I’m down in the booth
I got these lines in my mouth
like the rap was a crack in my tooth
see i was just down for a few
down for the count but I’m back on the move
and I don’t know what to do
but the boy came up like a bouncing balloon
I aint even down w/ ya crew
I aint even down w/ ya rules
I am just down w/ the truth
I am just down w/ the proof
that my Lord ran out of the tomb boom
stick a bounce in the groove
like I’m running up and down on the moon
plus I got a mountain to move
so chew on that like a mouth full of food
but I’m too old to be feeling this young
so why quit now when it just begun
I pray my whole life for this moment
you know you know you know it
man aint you feeling allright?
you know you know you know you know it
plus its still about Christ
you know you know you know you know it
you just now living your life
you know you know you know you know it
well tell them what it just be like
you know you know you know you know it
22 years in the game 22 years in the game
I am not fearing a thing
i am not hearing you mane’
i am not fearing to change
they think I’m weird in brain
they think I’m weird in my lane
they think I’m weird and Im strange
but Im never blend in like a tear in the rain
13 w/ a necklace
trying to get the cream and a beam and a jeep and a lexus
and I was so reckless
running down a dream but never ever seem to posses this
then I heard a message
about a God who can turn it all around in direction
and then I learned the lesson
now every day the only thing that I count is a blessing
but I’m too old to be feeling this young
so why quit now when it just begun
I pray my whole life for this moment
you know you know you know it
man aint you feeling allright?
you know you know you know you know it
plus its still about Christ
you know you know you know you know it
you just now living your life
you know you know you know you know it
well tell them what it just be like
you know you know you know you know it
God good devil bad
all i had was a pen and pad
all i got is the breath I have
take this life and I give it back
4. Be like that
produced by: MarvMoBeats
written by: J. Sorrentino , M. Glaspie (Marv4MoBeats Music ASCAP)
mixed by: Braille
cuts: Dj Morph
it be like that
I aint
first kicked the rhyme flow way back in 9 Fo’
ya can’t spell OG w/out the letters GO
anywhere that he go we go see bro
lined up took a shot at it like a free throw
first name Jonah last name Sorrentino
dang that sounds like a jewish gambino
but nobody would gamble on the kid just like Reno
got my shot but fell backwards like Neo
yeah yeah we know thats just what you had to face
I was on the weak end you can call it saturdays
get it weak end yeah yeah anyways
kept on speaking w/ any tracks that I had to blaze
w/out a database I’m going that a ways
but I knew my Jesus not fame is what I had to chase
glad to say that everyday he always had the way
and aint a thing changed except my age since back in the day
it be like that
I aint stressing when it be like that
its a blessing when it be like that
I was knocked down but I’ll be right back
i went from using tapes there just to run the track
to a world of soundcloud playlist and mumble rap
i aint saying I hate this man I just state the fact
you can stay the same adapt or just fade to black
so all my days I remain just a humble cat
I bust thru the lines like a psychopathic running back
still got the hat low cross all up on my back
still let these cats know who he is and I aint stopping that
stop and laugh i seen ya come and go
wrote the first rap stuck at home with a busted nose
i let words flash kind of like a busted hose
drop a boulder on the crowd crush a show
man I love it bro I got the greatest job
still one love one God that I’m busting on
you need to ketchup man you got the mustard sauce
he remains the same even when they gone claim I’m gone
5. Worldwide 2 ft. Goldinchild
produced by: MarvMoBeats
additional production/arrangment/mixing: Goldinchild
written by: J. Sorrentino, J. Marlowe, M. Glaspie
mixed by: Braille
cuts: Dj Morph
it was me and Goldinchild rhyming in the spot
we was a crew at the time plus we getting hot
my group is on the rise plus we fin to pop
plus we had a demo at the time that we fin to shop
trying to spit on any mic we get to rock
from the clubs all the way to the ghetto spot
in the projects where they would just flip the rock
where they used to hold the bricks kind of like a cinder block
so in between the boos that we get a lot
we be making moves no one is fin to stop
we rolling on ya crew plus come off the top
two white dudes leaving ya crew all up in a shock
almost lost my life one night just getting shot
one night when I was rhyming all up in the spot
but the only way I’m ever ever gonna stop
is when my heart quits right there plus the casket drops
worldwide international
intellect dialect from the spiritual
the original born again miracle
its worldwide international
before we surrounded you like longitude and latitude
K was spitting that mathematical and radical
now a day 52 travels international
gold on a local with a vocal that will capture you
feel like I’m back from a 20 year sabbatical
cats ignore the truth but swear they kept it factual
line upon line like Im autobiographical
pen by the masses saying it’s supernatural
man listen I aint talking that witchcraft
no premantion when goldinchild spits that
raw lyricism when the sprit of pen raps
arm’s out stretched steady hugging the block man
we out for the lost army of nameless faces
we was on stages pushing the rock of ages
me and K stay moving the crowd
SOI lifestyle never putting the mic down..
6. Saw the light (love God love people) ft. Sean Johnson
produced by: Lamontt “SPEC” Blackshire for Spechouse Media
programmed by: MarvMoBeats
written by: J. Sorrentino, M. Glaspie
mixed by: Braille
love God love people
im up in the morning
jumping on up and im yawning
see the rain is now pouring
but im up and Im soaring
i aint worried a moment
i know the one that Im hope in
I know the one that I go with
he’s my one and my only
plus when im feeling alone
thats when you guiding me home
thats when you righting the wrong
thats when you guiding me on
thats when you gave me this song
i can not go it my own
i can’t not make it along
I am weak and your strong
thats the one thing that ive known
I saw the light
I saw the light yeah
I saw the light saw the light
I saw the light yeah
now i woked up and I hopped in
flying high in this cockpit
few times I might lost it
but if I’m small my God’s big
and stand tall won’t quit
won’t fall won’t slip
I’ll go on till it all ends
cause you hold me up w/ both hands and I said..
when I wake up in the morning and take my first breath
I thank God for moment cause I’m so blessed
I thank God for the times when I’m so stressed
can’t have a testimony if you never had a test
I saw the light
I saw the light yeah
I saw the light saw the light
I saw the light yeah
I woked up and I hopped in
feeling good when I walked in
feeling good cause I call him
cause he’s the one that i talked with
sometime i might fall quick
but Im back up and I’m all in
back up and I’m locked in
thats the key right there like a locksmith
its like i hit the lotto
feels like you own tomorrow
feels like you know my sorrow
that road is hollow but i know to follow
you know the motto
full speed when I hit the throttle
both feet in go to follow
and I’m living this dream like there’s no tomorrow
when I wake up in the morning and take my first breath
I thank God for moment cause I’m so blessed
I thank God for the times when I’m so stressed
can’t have a testimony if you never had a test
I saw the light
I saw the light yeah
I saw the light saw the light
I saw the light yeah
love God love people
7. He won’t fail me ft. Zauntee
produced by: Lamontt “SPEC” Blackshire for Spechouse Media
written by: J. Sorrentino, Zauntee, L. Blackshire (Spechouse media ASCAP)
mixed by: Jonny Grande
He won’t fail me he won’t fail me no
he won’t fail I know I know he won’t fail me no
something to nothing
from nothing to something
i aint just bluffing or fronting man
hit me like all of sudden
I was just grinding and hustling
hoping that something was coming
Im going just wild and Im bugging man
I’m trusting ya covenant
2 jobs that I’m juggling
coping and hoping that something was bubbling
but I started w/ nothing man
all of my life I was struggling fumbling
but i saw that you’s coming in
now I got the upper hand
and you know that Im loving it
ever since I found that you had just the better plan
He won’t fail me he won’t fail me no
he won’t fail I know I know he won’t fail me no
Zealot Gang all Glory to God I started a movement
He won’t fail to me, he never fails like a A student
Put Him first I’m on the fast track
And the Devil never gets the last laugh
God Taught Me, God’s got me
And He’s got my back like backpack
Told Him I trusted Him and gave Him my future
Left that in His hand made a plan then we blew up
People may hate me and want me to screw up
But I’m wit the Zealots you know how we do it
God will never leave my side, makin moves now we movin
Kill religion, find relationship, yuh, aye, and Live the Revolution
shake off the dust
I’m a shake off the dust
I could not take it no mo’
i was just down on on the flo'
thats when walked thru my door
grabbing a hold of my soul
I know you was making me whole
this world has taken it’s toll
but you making me grow
plus you just paving the road
im taking it slow and I’ll say it some mo’
then you changed up the goal
just like I changed up the flow
that is the reason I go
that is the reason I roll
from the deep of the depths of my soul I say..
8. All I had ft. Datin
produced by: Lamontt “SPEC” Blackshire for Spechouse Media
written by: J. Sorrentino, D. Berrios, L. Blackshire (Spechouse Media ASCAP)
mixed by: Jonny Grande
All i had was Jesus and the family
they said I had the wrong religion
then they said I made the wrong decision
I came this far still I”m on a mission
still I stand behind the bars kind of like I gone to prison
I’m got a vision now listen my savior gone an risen
my God is still up on the throne when you wanna diss him
the old me is dead and gone I aint gonna miss him
my goal had to subtract just like its long division
they still think I’m kind of odd
part time rapper I’m a full time man of God
you see the rock that that I’m standing on
all you ever see is the green like it’s camouflage
I got a team and we standing strong
one hand to you the other hand to God
been through it all I aint planned to fall
plus he guides my every move like the dude in avatar
All i had was Jesus and the family
y’all aint understand me I aint had a plan b
they say that God is in the details
I say that God has taken 3 nails
paid it all up on the cross when he prevailed
when the devil had locked now but he failed
what you see here I’m just an eye witness
so I’m running back to him like the line of scrimmage
you can’t tell me now now that I’m finished
but you miss the bars kind of like a blind gymnast
blind gymnast man you can’t see
i rock it tighter than your pants be
so if im silent and I can’t speak
God be speaking all up in my ears like a hands free
you can slam me ban me
all i ever got is this never had a plan b
I aint got no limit to his plans b
all I ever had now was Jesus and the family
(Datin)
all i got in this life is my squad and the mic
that I use to speak into the darkness when I call on the light
I got the Holy Spirit my Heavenly Father and Christ
that I serve with all of my might and I follow despite
the persecution is promised they say his callings are plight
but in my past I wasn’t scared of a brawl or a fight
why would that change now that God has been right
there beside me fighting my battles demons fall in the sight of my King
he stands taller than godzilla stands so I’m safe I feel like ann in King Kong’s gorilla hand
who lied to satan and told him that there is still a chance
it is written only the army of God will advance
a plan B would just be man made
so I’m banking on plan A you know i can’t sway
in the face of death I’ll worship with my hands raised
I will give it all for Jesus and my family
9. Birthday
produced by: Lamontt “SPEC” Blackshire for Spechouse Media
bgvs: Spec and Madeline Gibbs
written by: J. Sorrentino, L. Blackshire (Spechouse Media ASCAP)
mixed by: Jonny Grande
i wanna hop in the new whip
drop the top hit the spot w/ my two friends
I wanna hang w/ the cool kids
but all i ever rock is a car w/ the two rims
every day I pursue Him
he got the clues to the rules of the blueprint
and I’m a move till the groove ends
can i get a little cake w/ the cool whip
cause every day is a birthday
thats why i need grace in the worst way
I run the race to the first place
brand new like the first day of the first grade
and Im a live it up
and anything holding me back there I’m a give it up
I can’t get enough
and i aint quitting up till im finished up man get em up
living everyday like it’s my birthday woah oh (woah oh)
woah oh (woah oh)
i want more love and less hate
I want more give and less take
more real and some less fake
and i know that my best strength
is in you even when I got less faith
from the worst to the best day
im a celebrate no matter what the rest say
no matter if i get hate
Im a proclaim the name thats the best name
cause i wasn’t in the best space
walk around like a head case
and i didn’t have the best faith
thats when you showed up in the best way
some nights I got no rest
some nights i was so stressed
but i woke up man so blessed
i was hopeless but I know where the hope is
I’m too old to be feeling this young
man I’m feeling so young
got me feeling so young
cause everyday is a birthday
10. Savage ft. Canon
produced by: Poetics
written by: J. Sorrentino, C. Sherrill
mixed by: Jonny Grande
that boy that boy that boy that boy savage
might just roll away on a roller blade at old parade
might rock an old beret w/ a tat of a cat on my shoulder blade
might start a whole new wave white boy rappers that are old and gray
i might …. I don’t even know what I was gonna say
I might take ya chic fil eat a bite right in front of you and throw it away
I might take your drink away take ya mt dew dump it in the drain
and if you beating me right there on a PSP that I go to play
im a hit reset start up a whole new game I’m like savage..
that boy that boy that boy that boy savage
right back in the day I wanna blow up real quick like an old grenade
i didn’t know the way to go and i was lost real good didn’t know the name
thought I would go insane Im just a kid in the hood that was thrown away
but ya stepped in real quick real quick I gave my soul away
so now with no delay im a let em all know when i show the way
they aint gonna hit the j just get high blow the smoke away
the God i serve I know first hand that he’ll just go to save
and thats savage ..canon what we gonna say