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Shutter Speed
03:54
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My life took flight
Mistaken for a jet in the back of your head
Getting neck respect
Y'all talk so much shit
Yo mouth an asshole
Where you been
You should have seen the last show
Kill me like I'm Castro
Go ahead and fuck me up
Go ahead and fuck me up
And damn, man
I'm just saying
I need change like Obama in the street
Girl please move Yo feet
How you vegetarian but you always on my meat
We made sounds that I can stunt
From the assholes that we don't want
I stay in the back, I really can't front
Take a flick of the wrist
You need to see this
Jehovah need to bring his witness
This is who he really is
Because
This is my
This is my shutter speed
This is my
This is my shutter speed
The black rock star that's well-spoken
Niggas say they about it, but they all joking
Randall always snitching
This movie too long, need a intermission
Missing all my shows, they forgot to mention
Stop sneak dissing and being pretentious
Stay-at-home rappers stay doing dishes
Stop cutting me off
Stay in your own lane
Wrapping this rock shit like cellophane
Little boys find crazy shit like Stranger Things
Y'all blowing me like Mia Khalifa
Light in your face, I really can't see ya
Swinging on chandeliers like I'm Sia
Lost in the limelight we here for each other
Trying to be better than your older brothers
Life gone in a flash, increase your shutter
This is my
This is my shutter speed
This is my
This is my shutter speed
This is my
This is my shutter speed
This is my
This is my shutter speed
This is my
This is my shutter speed
This is my
This is my shutter speed
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2. |
Boyfriend
04:10
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You are my boyfriend
My best friend
I know that you different
You talk less
I feel so distressed
My dream is deferred
You know that, you know that
My dream is deferred
You know that, you know that
He's a travesty
I'm a queen to his majesty
Actually, in combat he ripped my heart out in fatality
What's sad to see
I'm one of a kind
No longer my valentine
Time is the only thing that I can refine
What's left
He's the sunset on the horizon
No connection on my Verizon
Petty theft
I really can't forget I'm the one that's smiling
My superego is the best of my bad self
I'm trying
I'm missing our free throws
Can't you tell?
Depression's a trip
But I felt so real
He's crying
Oh well,
Oh yeah, oh well
All of your lies, all of your lies
All of your lies, all of your lies
Back to better days
My boyfriend
My best friend
I know that you different
You talk less
I feel so distressed
My dream is deferred
You know that, you know that
My dream is deferred
You know that, you know that
I'm spitting, crying, solo
I don't know where he go though
His hands were my bandeau
Conversations in allegro
Daddy says, I move too fast
Daddy says, I'm black and white
Daddy says, I contrast
Boys says, I move too slow
Boy says, I'm stuck in caste
My body is nothing I own
Kill the baby before it's grown
My job don't pay what it owes
Nodding my head "yes" and "no"
Open my legs for quick cash
My boyfriend gives me backlash
Nodding my head "yes" and "no"
Back to the future, Marty McFly
I try to get married by 25
Settle down with a bad guy
Lose all my sex drive, my sex drive
He's gonna die, I'm by myself, yeah
Hey girl, check yourself
Hey girl, check yourself
Check yourself
Move back
Go ahead and move back
Go ahead and move back
Go ahead and move back
Go ahead and move back
Go ahead and move back
Go ahead and move back
Go ahead and
Now ya fucked up
Know that you fucked up
Now ya fucked up
Know that you fucked up
You know, you know
Oh, that you fucked up
You know that you fucked up
New life with a new whip
Fuck around with some new shit
New life with a new whip
Fuck around with some new shit
Pop off, we set it off
No love for a black kid
Pop off, we set it off
No love for a black kid
You are my boyfriend
My best friend
I know that you different
You talk less
I feel so distressed
My dream is deferred
You know that, you know that
My dream is deferred
You know that, you know that
You are my boyfriend
My best friend
I know that you different
You talk less
I feel so distressed
My dream is deferred
I know that, you know that
My dream is deferred
I know that, you know that
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3. |
Teenage Schemes
03:24
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Explain why I'm going loco
And hope though that my crappy raps are so dope
And hoes know that my throat jokes
When it goes to ears, they overdose
Man, I suppose my raps are on lock
Can't stop or drop my lyrical glock
Hoping rappers don't get shot
If they dead like Tupac
They can't count my spots
I got more talent in my pocket, Gardner can't stop it
Can't stick to the chatter
I'm a tragic, plastic, acid rapper
After all the high school kids say I don't matter
They look and took and see
If they eat and repeat their teenage dreams
Lights coming down on wishing schemes
And I can't stop it
Lights coming down on wishing schemes
Doing dumb blunts and doing dumb stunts
And can't confront their own popularity
And that's not what Ima be
I'm scary when you see me
Getting good grades and I stayed on my track
I was in high school and played video games
And I thought that shit was wack
Yeah so, it's nine of us in here
I just wanted to let y'all know a little bit more about me
Yeah um, it's just
I try to write it down just uh, put it on paper
Hopefully it turns out to be good
Ya know it stays in my mind all the time
And yeah, that's what I try to do
Ya know, it just stays in my head, like everyday
Just stays
It stays in my head, it's stuck in my head
It's stuck in my head, it's stuck in my head
It's stuck in my head, it's stuck in my head
It's stuck in my head, it's stuck in my head
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4. |
Monster
05:49
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He's a monster
He's a he's a monster
Blazing like a Rasta
He's in the fucking closet
Stop it
You can't run from the monster
Watch him try to find ya
Watch him try to find ya
He's a monster
He's a he's a monster
Blazing like a Rasta
He's in the fucking closet
Stop it
You can't run from the monster
Watch him try to find ya
Watch him try to find ya
You can't empathize with the unempathized
See freedom terror in their eyes, and realize
The prize is the present
The present presents themselves as future relics
Calm down boy, don't be selfish
Succumb to the feeling
Oh I can't feel it
Errands with the funds man
Yeah you can't steal it
Gamble with the cards man
Yeah you can't deal it
I understand what he is
Don't talk no shit, it won't be no shit (Back)
Don't talk no shit, it won't be no shit (Back)
Don't talk no shit, it won't be no shit
Don't talk no shit, it won't be no shit
Push out, punch out
I'm gonna fuck you up
Push out, punch out
I'm gonna fuck you up
Push out, punch out
I'm gonna fuck you up
I know what he is
He's a monster
He's a he's a monster
Blazing like a Rasta
He's in the fucking closet
Stop it
You can't run from the monster
Watch him try to find ya
Watch him try to find ya
He's a monster
He's a he's a monster
Blazing like a Rasta
He's in the fucking closet
Stop it
You can't run from the monster
Watch him try to find ya
Watch him try to find ya
Go ahead and ride the wave
You surfboard down to your grave
You say you talented, but where the hell are your accolades?
I criticize I never hate
I don't care what you got to say
These people move so funny
Man, it's hard to see y'all percolate
Go ahead and fuck with the monsters
I wipe my hands to imposters
Go ahead and walk downstairs
I know my future and it's very clear
I understand what he is
Take back, take back, take back
Push out, punch out, push out, punch out
Take back, take back, take back
Push out, punch out, push out
Wanna get ahead, I'm gonna talk yo shit
C'mon go ahead, man
Talk yo shit
Go ahead, go ahead and talk yo shit
Go ahead and fuck it up
He's a monster
He's a he's a monster
Blazing like a Rasta
He's in the fucking closet
Stop it
You can't run from the monster
Watch him try to find ya
Watch him try to find ya
Monster
He's a he's a monster
Blazing like a Rasta
He's in the fucking closet
Stop it
You can't run from the
Run from the
Run from the
Wake up, wake up
(If you stare into the abyss long enough)
(If you stare into the abyss long enough
It stares back at you)
Wake up, back in
Wake up, back in
(Know yourself)
(Know yourself, know yourself
Know yourself, know yourself)
Stop it
You can't run from the
You can't run from the
You can't run from the
He's a monster
He's a he's a monster
Blazing like a Rasta
He's in the fucking closet
Stop it
You can't run from the
You can't run from the
You can't run from the
You can't
He's a monster
He's a he's a monster
Blazing like a Rasta
He's in the fucking closet
Don't talk no shit, it won't be no shit
Don't talk no shit, it won't be no shit
Don't talk no shit, it won't be no shit
Don't talk no shit, it won't be no shit
(Awe, silly, silly)
(There's no such thing as monsters)
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5. |
Southside
03:50
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A lot of them won’t make it out, make it out
A lot of them won’t make it out, make it out
Southside where they sick of drought, sick of drought
Little kids, are they shooters now? Shooters now
Pigs kill the word of mouth, word of mouth
A lot of them won’t make it out, make it out
A lot of them won’t make it out, make it out
Southside where they sick of drought, sick of drought
Little kids, are they shooters now? Shooters now
Pigs kill the word of mouth, word of mouth
A lot of them won’t make it out, make it out
A lot of them won’t make it out
Sick with the sickle cell
Gangsters die every day, they don’t live and tell
Farewell to your little brother, little sister
CPD don’t like ya, luckily they missed ya
A mind full of knowledge and a body filled with bullets
NBA player, drug dealer, music major, who knew it
Southside in the Chi, watch your six
Lost five of us, it used to be six
I really try to smile, I can’t smile for shit
I’m not following you Becky, we’re just going the same direction
I’m detecting, you might be second guessing
And stressing me up against the wall, it’s the call of autumn
I hope the nation doesn’t fall
(All of your lives)
(All of your lives)
(All of your lives)
(All of your lives)
So cold like Chicago
Where the hell the time go?
Fuck up my time zone, no calls from cell phone
Have-beens from the have-nots
Let’s look for the G spot
The problems that we got
Talk shit like tongue cheek
You fucked up like last week
So foul the shit reeks
I should have stopped instead
Pretend my friends ain't dead, pretend my love ain't dead
Go ahead and call the cops, go ahead and call the Ops
And that's where we are
Watch my head blow and watch me go
Because I
A lot of them won’t make it out, make it out
A lot of them won’t make it out, make it out
Southside where they sick of drought, sick of drought
Little kids, are they shooters now? Shooters now
Pigs kill the word of mouth, word of mouth
A lot of them won’t make it out, make it out
A lot of them won’t make it out, make it out
Watch yo back homie
They gonna kill homie
Just go homie
Just run
(Run away, run away)
(Run away, run away)
(Watch me, watch me)
(Watch me, watch me walk)
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Blaqrock Chicago, Illinois
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A cataclysm of cultures and sounds through one body. Bringing your alternative
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Comprised of vocalist Gardner McFadden III, guitarist Myles Bacon, bassist Austen Goebel, and drummer Danny Delgado, the group emerges as a classic take on alternative music.
Their unique sound can only be described as BLAQROCK.
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