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Twist (Bottle Cap Boi)
02:29
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Twist by Crisis
Lyric twists call me bottle cap boi
I'mma twist, make a switch, like I put that cap on (twist)
[Let's twist]
Lemme get up on da beat, when I hit you with a little of heat
[Let's twist]
Better get up on your feet, I don't wanna see a person in their seat, now
[Let's twist]
When I get up on da ryhthm when I get em with a hard hitta hit em with da venom
Any minute lemme get em to a different dimension
Betta watch out homie I'm twistinnnn ya (whhhoo!)
Lyric twists call me bottle cap boi
I'mma twist, make a switch, like I put that cap on (twist)
{I ain't just talkin me} when I be talkin' about twistin it mayne
I be also {talkin' bout the world} how it be soooo twisted with pain
{So when I rip it, I'll rip} and rep for everyone whose wantin some change
It's a callin from God, {so when I come with these lyrics} you know I ain't playin
Lemme twist for a little bit and get up on the rhythm with lisp and riddle when I
Come through wit a jist of a little bit truth from booth it's proof -I'm -twistin' let's get it
BRIDGE
But I promise it ain't about how fast or quick I can rap
Im tryin' change lives from the vibe, from the high , that I - provide on these tracks
And the message of course, it a blessing to pour, and truly from yours
I'm using the force, it's truly from God, to truly destroy
Evil that stored, up in this world
Win or a loss, give it all, always stand tall
Pick yourself and expect you will fall
You always get up when you give it your all
[Let's twist]
Lemme get up on da beat, when I hit you with a little of heat
[Let's twist]
Better get up on your feet, I don't wanna see a person in their seat, now
[Let's twist]
When I get up on da ryhthm when I get em with a hard hitta hit em with da venom
Any minute lemme get em to a different dimension
Betta watch out homie I'm twistinnnn ya (whhhoo!)
Lyric twists call me bottle cap boi
I'mma twist, make a switch, like I put that cap on (twist)
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2. |
Don't Care
03:37
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Don't Care
Real talk, real walk, watch me get it
Wit my hand on my heart don't call me a pretender
Yea I'm bringin truth back, put in all the center
Hata's wanna see me fall like ya boi ain't a winner naw
I don't care, I don't care, I don't care nope (ay!)
I don't care, for dem hatas, do I stress, nope (ay!)
I don't care, I don't care, I could really care less,
I could really care less, I could really care less,
Will power up the roof boi, yea I'm here
Wi-wi-will stay stay here...u-u-Uncle Phil
Why dem hata lookin' at me li-like what's the deal
Just cause I ain't rappin about what-what they wanna hear
Say my music ain't legit
Cause I ain't no balla kid
Look for tats up on my writs
They just see brown on my skin
Still a pro on the track, Hip hop is what I'm driving
You can call me nic cage, set the wheels on fire
Just because it's [positive rap], they want me fired
I'm on my Morgan Freemen - surprised I ain't retired
2 dimenential rap, played out like old gaming
So I step up, 3-D, Channing Tatum
[Used to be about violance], now I'mma family man - Matt Damon
I was booorne with selfish demands, ultimatum
Just because I rap they want me [to hold that pump] and fake em
Naw playa you done got me so-so-so mistakin'
Chorus Repeat
I'm tryin to give em somethin real, but they still hate
Takin' shots at my integrety, I'm still great
Those shots gon richocat wit my steel plate
So rich in my faith, call it bill gates
They got sticks and stones, more like twigs and pebbles
I'm racin' for my life, so I gotsa hit the pedal
Who am I competeing against, huh it's the devil
I don't need first place just to get the medal
I'll get it when I get it...when I'm getting' home
In the meantime I'm-I'm-I'm-I'm in my zone
They gone have to take me out, or bring me in
Though I ain't innonent, they got nothing on me man
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3. |
Right Der
02:44
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You see ya past homie, (where?) it's right there!
But you don't need it, gotta leave it, where it needs to be, yea
You don't need it, you can leave it here, so
If you need some help, I'mma show you where!
Right there homie! (where?!)
Right there homie! (where?!)
Right there homie! (where?!)
Right there homie! (where?!)
Right there, right there, right there homie (
Leave dat thang in the past, don't be scared homie
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4. |
Breathin'
02:53
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Breathin'
Lyrics
It's the first time ever - being confronted
With this thing unfamiliar, yea he really want it
Adrinaline rushin hard, it's like a hundred
Sips of double shot expresso now he really wants vomit
Tired of feelin low, he wanna reach the summit
Wanna experience it get it, got it, do it, done it
Inhale all the way, (inhale) naw he can't bluff it
Temptation is a (exhale) and he gotta love it
Make it last, so he can make it mean somethin
To take away all the pain so he feels nothin'
Cause right now he really really really feels like nothin'
Chris crossin on da edge and he feels like jumpin'
But there's hope now, he can 'sell it out'
I'm talk bout his soul, he can't live in doubt
His voice is like his social, he can't yell it out??
His cry is anti social he can't get it out??!
Ay yo, no matta what they tellin' you, – you ain't wit it
Dat's a crime like a felonly – and you ain't did it
So you bite the dust hard like celery – that thang is rigid
But you getting back up, you ain't quittin' (that devil)
Breathin' down yo neck (oh!), Breathin' down yo neck (oh!),
Get you when you down, on da ground, no respect (no!)
But you ain't leavin' yet (no!), even when you get (so!!)
Close to your last breath, creepin up your neck! (whoa!)
You gotta have faith that there's something better
And even bigger than your {biggest-biggest problem ever}
If you soak in your worries and you never get up
Then you might just drown in that sunken weather
Some people lie and deny how feel bout dying..
Really they just want to be like you and I
But who am I to say that death ain't never crossed my mind
What would people's reaction be if I just died
Would they cry, would they miss me, what about my life?
Was I good, was I bad, or was I just another guy
Deep down I feel like there's another side
of myself I want to show the world and no longer hide
Than I'm stronger than my flaws that will show at times
And I'm really more humble than my selfish pride
My message to the public that ain't televised
The devil is a lie so he's selling lies
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5. |
I Dunno
03:52
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*I Dunno*
Written by: Crisis (Matt Cox)
Intro: I hate to see you go
Love to miss you though
Baby even though
I'mma miss you oh
With my heart my soul
I love to miss you though
It sound crazy though
Hate to see you roll
I'mma miss you oh...
Baby I dunno know
Verse 1
I can't explain the feelin-feelin' that is in my in my heart uh
We've anticipated this moment to be apart uh
Like you bout to fly away, watchin' your plane depart uh
But you only 30 miles away why is this hard (huh?- pause beat)
It's crazy what I take for granted when your present
Like a drip of water, [and I'm wonderin in the desert]
Feelin' like a month is passing, but it really isn't
I can't see what's usually clear, {fully tinted}
You're my window baby, when I'm a lonely road
When I look at you I see what's beautiful for sho!
So when you gone I'm so desperate just to let you know
That I love you and I'll never eva let you go
All those disagreements I'll leave em' where they belong
In the past cause for now I'mma sing this song
Till you come back, like boomerang, you to blame,
For the passion that I've felt for you - all along
I can't say it's easy
When I see you go for a while (it don't matta long baby!)
But I can't say that I don't like
When I miss you so so much that makes me smile (oh!!)
I hate to see you go
Love to miss you though
Baby even though
I'mma miss you oh
With my heart my soul
I love to miss you though
It sound crazy though
Hate to see you roll
I'mma miss you oh...
Baby I dunno know
Verse 2
A relationship that doesn't know distance
Is gonna be in need of some road-side assistance
Listen, we need some time to be indi-vdual
People, so we can give love to others- completely
Sometimes, our roles get the best of us
Good partners, good friends, good parents, yes it's love
But we gotta love ourselves, not above
Our love ones but the same so we can love un-
Conditionally, so simply I'm [trying be] fit for me
So I love like the sun who was sent for me!
When I miss my baby girl, I'mma [cherish - good - times]
What's good, not bad, but what's kind
She's all my love, what's hers is what's mine
We're together [even if she's gone - long – time]
She's all my love, what's hers is what's mine
We're together [even if she's gone - long - time]
I dunno know! (you're gone!)
I dunno know! (not for long!)
I dunno know! (I'mma miss you)
I dunno know! (love that feelin')
Yea I know! (I'm so glad)
Yea I know! (that you're back)
Yea I know! (in my arms)
Yea I know! (no longer gone)
Chorus repeat x2
Bridge repeat x2
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6. |
Prize Fighter
02:40
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Prize Fighter
I'mma prize fighter, with my words only
O Lord, You made me fly so the birds know me
Not beef, but speak peace I prefer only
Don't get it twisted I am no chicken, and no boneless
Enemy's got wicked heat but he cannot hold me
But he hit hard like brain freeze cold stonin'
Geeze loiuse I'm bleeding out my nerves slowly
Low blow hit da flow then I'm gone colder
I don't care if yall think I got a nasty flow
I'm trying to impact ya'll harder than a brawl
On showtime on my I'm dat Pacquio
Manny with the jams similar to when I rap the flow
I ain't Rocky homie, so they ain't lovin' me
I ain't cocky homie, dude I'm just a humblin being
I ain't sloppy homie, yea I'm spittin' something clean
If this is boxing homie, you can call me Butterbean (beast!)
If don't care if they like me
I ain't in it for the fame or glory mayne, ah
Try to play me, try sike me
Hata's betta step back, I'll tell it like story
I'mma Prize Fighter (oh!) x 6
I'mma-I'mma-I'mma-I'mma (ooh
I'm real homie, I ain't stuntin na!
Lightweights are soft I'mma give em something hard!
Martial arts on the tracks I be going ha!
You can hold me homie I be on my Tony Jaa
Jaden Smith, used be the under dog
Beat me down a few times then I'm getting strong
I'mma prove that, no matter how you say the cost
Take the title from idols who have led the lost
Cash money, ha, I'll laugh like that's funny
I'll give no credit...cash money
Never gon see defeat, neva gonna beat me no no my raps won it
When I get up on the beat, hit with you heat, neva gonna stop I'm fast running
I'm past sprintin like I'm on my-on my boost mobile
I ain't fakin' like auto tune it's is true vocals
This world is bent, like it's too oval
Pass hatas like an ambulance – move ova
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Hip Hop needs a fix – so problematic
The truth is so disconnected - I'm not ecstatic
I'll get him hooked, get em hype, make em all fanatics
Give em sumthin they can step to – holla at me
What I speak is da truth and I'm all about it
It's a wrap my dude, and it's all seramic
Got my engine loaded, homie I am automatic
So I Go! Go! Go! Like I saw the gadget
Problematic (hey) you know what is
You listen to that song but you don't know what it is
they talkin' about that nonesense and it's getting in your conscience
Then before you know it know all the words it's so -so
Problematic... it's so
Get up in the zone, when I hit em with the flow, anybody wanna get in get in, you can lemme know
Any bit of truth, is a lot of bit truth, and it's better than a nothing coming from the heart and soul
Never gonna stop it, neva eva will I sever my endevaor yea to better everybody who don't know
Hit em wit a bang, givin everythang, hoping it change, what they really thought was popular before!
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8. |
Go Get It (G.G.I)
03:27
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GGI (Go Get It)
Lyrics
This ain't fake, it's so authentic
They want what's great, well I'm gone spit it
Make your system shake [ay!!], yep you gone feel it
Tell em GGI (what's that mean) Go Get It!
This is real talk gotta spit it how I live it (whoa)
Won't trick ya with my lyric, nope, no gimmick (no)
Throwin' hope to ya', gotta fetch, go get it (go)
Go Get It, run for it, yep, go Get it (Go!!)
Go Get It, run for it, yep, go Get it (Go!!) x 4
I'mma swerve with my swag, like I'm dodging pot holes
Talkin' bout passion (music) not poppin bottles
Da truth is like horse pills – hard to swallow
Tryin spread it like guac - avocado
If you really want it then you gotta let go
Of the doubts in your head that be tellin' you no!
Gettin'-Getting' on the grind, may be harder than it seems
No pain, no gain, homie you know what I mean
Go Get It Mayne (ay!!)
Go Get It Mayne (ay!!)
That's GGI - get up on the grind – go hard all day!
Go Get It Mayne (oh!!)
Go Get It Mayne (oh!!)
That's GGI – go get it, go get it, (okay)
I ain't close to retirement, more to follow
My music wlil not stop quickly , it's not staccato
The truth dat I spit is hot, like a hot potato
Climbin' mountains straight to da top - Colorado
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9. |
Sumthin' Good
02:59
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*Somthin' Good*
Written by Crisis
Produced by Hippie Sabatoge
Sex and money, yep, that'll do it
Smokin' somethin' good, that will also do it
Hundreds and thousands of songs, I hate to listen to em
That's all you need, to sell a mill', makes me ill so I'll
Give em somethin' good (I'mma) x 8
Bad music epidemic, ain't no place to rap
I gotta make this so catchy that's it's their favorite track
I'm feedin' ya'll something positive, don't hate on that
I'm Tebow back in Denver, I'm sure they'll want Payton back..
Or maybe not, wait for next season
I'll spring to the top, just wait for next season
I'm getting' hot, (uuuh) with my chest weezin'
OMG!! you said weezy!!! I'm just teasin'
Sex and money, yep, that'll do it
Smokin' somethin' good, that will also do it
Hundreds and thousands of songs, I hate to listen to em
That's all you need, to sell a mill', makes me ill so I'll
Give em somethin' good (I'mma) x 8
Evil's like a drug dog, smell dat stinch by me
World tried to flirt wit me, and sit by me
I run a campaign for God, who's gon' stick by me
All opposin' runnin' against Him – Mitt Romney
I'm kinda' thirsty for some mercy gimme Des-ani
Neva heard of Christian music so listen
Lemme put you on some sickness like some Lecrae or some Chris Tomlin
You'll be hooked like some fish salmon
Just because I'm boasting God doesn't mean that I'm arrogant
Or starin' in; in the world with a pairs lens saying I'm better than
Anybody, cause homie I'm a no body
Rushin to the throne like I really gotsta' go potty
Not ahead of my steps, slow body
I'm dead in my flesh, cold body
I'm on my Derek Morgan, I see minds are criminal
On my George Forman, devils eye's are grillin' me
I'm a Free-man like Morgan, this sin is killin' ne
But God and His grace He be healin' me really
He's simply the best, ya'll ain't feelin' me no!
Sex and money, yep, that'll do it
Smokin' somethin' good, that will also do it
Hundreds and thousands of songs, I hate to listen to em
That's all you need, to sell a mill', makes me ill so I'll
Give em somethin' good (I'mma) x 8
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10. |
Stolen Car
03:07
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11. |
Time 2 Go
03:13
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Time 2 Go
I used to be so close to the heata
No matter why I held my head like a fever
Now I'mma new man, you can call me Peter (ay!!!)
Throw my hands up, screamin out I need ya (ay!!)
Yellin' out [whoo]
[Everythang washed away like Katrina]
Then I heard my call, gotta stand tall till its
Time to Go
Time to Go
Stand tall, no matter what they tellin you
Answer your call, homie what dey sellin you?
Hope? Lies? Nah don't let it get to you
Oh God, tell the people what it do
Lookin' through the media, but it's see thru
Like Wikipedia, wonderin' if it be true
We can't listen to everythang be we hearin'
Unless you talkin' bout God, and you're God fearin'
How can we judge others at the mirror
Pointin straight forward but it's really our appearance
Displacement, that's why some of us are chasin'
Love instead of giving it with our hearts embracin'
Let's face it, we're just not able
To be so perfect that we don't need a Savior
Whoa, why dis dude tryna preach on me
I'm not preaching I'm just speakin' for the peace homie, yah
I used to be so close to the heata
No matter why I held my head like a fever
Now I'mma new man, you can call me Peter (ay!!!)
Throw my hands up now Imma believer (ay!!)
Screamin out whoos'
Everythang washed away like Katrina
Then I heard my call, gotta stand tall till its
Time to Go
Time to Go
Answer your door, you think they solicitin'
Before you open it, think twice, and then again
Put your ear to the door while you listenin'
To see, if you really want to face predicament
We all struggle with decisions yea
But we need some light on our path, prayin' for some vision yea
So we can problem solve – be some engineers
More than Math, more than physics, more than chemistry
We can't be happy just being savvy with techno – ology
Facebookin' profile smile great lookin'
So chatty, post status, 8th timing, same day straight whilin, what you think
I'm at the brink of my prime, not talkin' bout my age, or a number like 5
I'm talkin' bout my faith, so I'm stay up on my grind
Move it errday, like a clock with it's time, [till it's time to go!]
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12. |
BONUS: Twist Remix
01:40
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