1. |
A++
04:10
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A++
[Sloane Amelia]
Oo, yummy, haters, my favorite dish
Devour the cowards, use they bones for my fucking toothpick.
Then hit the pavement, With the fragrance of elation.
Laced in, rancid ilyrization.
The tropical prodigal daughter, Methodical author.
Ear candy I offer, to you, you, & you.
Step into my office
The motto is keeping it cute and consistent.
Log the fuck off, I don't need your assistance
This sister is vicious, I strike with precision,
just check the forensics if they even existing.
I never had issues with playing position,
My teams off the charts, yours is barely efficient.
Surpassing sufficient is the new goal at hand
And My ovaries done told me I’m the mother fucking man.
Understand. I am legend.
And the queen don't leave her throne to argue with a fucking peasant.
Irie S ain't with the essence of second guessing the presence of the company
I keep.
You a sneaker then peep the reaper.
[Sugg Savage]
Mira Mira Mira Mira Mira
Mira Mira Mira Mira Mira
Bet your whole dam crew
Can catch a face-lift from the Savvy boot
Hats off to you, if you ain’t riding lick my Savvy poo
Cancerian sun gives light capi moon by Virgo raise
Got leo ways Ms.cleo gaze into your inner feuds
Intuitive, scrutinous, succulent, fuck it if it’s your opinion
It’s irrelevant to these hellion twins
Rebellion sins I’m sinister menace
Signed and stamped suggerton, With love
No got dam glove I wanna feel it real shit flip it split it
Get it get it get it get it
My whole world ended 99 And im still trying rap my head around it
Grammy bounded daddy issues I drink about it
shit keeps me grounded
be scratching my booby and watch in a movie
while eating a Sammie all in my pajamies
the simpler days magnificent shades
to block the rays that lays beneath the retina
arouse “heck yea”can you check her
I give lecture to your sector
Induce brains with piercing pressure
Cali bread buttered up
Side of bacon with a cold cup of what the fuck
While you jive and shuck we on the up and up
Drag queen no peen with the gushy stuff
(You Like You Like You Love it Yes You Do)
God dam it I manage to fuck you up don’t I, Better know I
The girl dark with the snake eyes with your pop pop eating popeyes
Crispy recipe. Strapped you better be
With the nines, we the two. Strutting ass damies.
Dreamt my shit was so hot. Satan could light a jack with the chrome anus
That’s heinous I’m Gaseous
Casious blows. On my tip toes
Quid pro quo ill flow for a spring role
Living mad rough. lunch with the dingoes
Give em tingles with the metaphors. Tongue to the floor
Gum To The Soles Of the Kicks Of The Souls
Come to me Come to me Come to me now
Pumpity Pumpity Pumpity
Sounds of the excess, Dripping from your neck sweat
Cinnabon and a jet pack, On my wet back
Confirmation of my dedication, recycling my defecation
Hands High if you with it
We be that snatch rap supreme,
I am the queen. With the lean figure and
I breath the heat, I cleanse the feet
Two stepping in my fortress, Got more tricks
Little jimmies rigor mortis
From my two tits give “oh shits” to victims
mitch I, look for love at ottakon
spitting autobahn, shit to murder many man
in a mini van, with a mini wang, bumping Keith Sweat
no neck while he chilling with the seat back, chilling with the seat back
[Sloane Amelia]
STOP!
Chickity-check it, something electric when a sister dissect it
Wickedest with it, let's dribble with this shit, look at the figgedty-facts them
Like an erect dick, pick a direction, too busy relaxing
You can affect it, yeah you can affect it if you just get off your ass and
(All I hear are lies leaving your mouth now)
X4
Why do we try?
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2. |
Broken Bread
04:25
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BROKEN BREAD
CHORUS:
[Sloane Amelia]
Why do we reach for the clouds when we know we are stars?
Why do we reach for the clouds when we know we are meant to be stars?
Verse 1
[Sugg Savage]
I am half prophet with thoughts abstract
Black on black, Sipping on yack
Back to back with facts, feeling detached
Slouching my back too, see me satchel?
Provided in 1991
Back when my antics were looked over
He’d lash and I’d be sober
I grew older colder
Covert emote cant control her
Outletting in musical ways
Back in youthful days, punk rock saved, and metal I played
Fake tats and drawings of burning and Lucifer
And then the brows were raised
Caught in the haze of am I normal
Then the swagger changed
And then the anger came
Growing pains all up in my fingertips
Played it til I could feel that shit
Bleeding scabbing and peeling it
Think I don’t know pain? I was promised we’ve been married since
Songs of resentment
But in my recent I’ve been just thriving just to reach them
Souls who can relate to my speakings, refuge seeking
Breaking and bending just to feed them.
but I aint eating low on the food chain
tryna make some dam change
CHORUS:
[Sloane Amelia]
Why do we reach for the clouds when we know we are stars?
Why do we reach for the clouds when we know we are meant to be stars?
Verse 2:
[Sugg Savage + Sloane Amelia]
miseducation gone be the death of these celebrities
Brain freezes, forgetting the reasons they came for
and giving less fucks to get paid more
and then crave more
(more, more, more, more)
Just to feel useful
Just a little we try, and do the right thing
But just to make it
Just a little we fall and do the wrong thing
Just to feel useful
Just a little we try, and do the right thing
CHORUS:
[Sloane Amelia]
Why do we reach for the clouds when we know we are stars?
Why do we reach for the clouds when we know we are meant to be stars?
Verse 3
[Sloane Amelia]
Never the less, always the more
Keep on giving it these pivotal moments we have in store
All depicting a future we cant afford, to avoid
Filling a void in our hearts in our arts
We depart from our senses to bring forth relentless
Devotion to creation, emancipation from an apathetic nation
We don’t dispel in moderation, that’s large doses
The choices we are making, are shaping the young voices
Deny not our notions of motions to succeed
For us to create is to live eat and breathe
Our existence, our fitness
Recharged with each verse, and each chord, and each stroke
And each soul that we touch with our verb
Don’t need to be seen, we long to be heard
Stomachs are empty
But our hearts our full
We’ve got plenty
Of what you’re looking for
Who knows where the stars will land (3)
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3. |
Cataraps
03:22
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CATARAPS
Verse1
[Sugg Savage]
Fuck wit ya girl lyrics straight from the cooka
Zipping thru your city hoodied, zippity dooda
Antics to move ya, a future cougar
Keep my sky bluer, with the bull on the fewer
I was a loser, or I am a loser, but what is a loser?
When you got them puters, and you got computer
And we got the wifi. Twitter getting high five, no bye byes, with no eyes
Hot sauce on French fries, snap pics wit yo nigs
Then compare your dick size, got no lives
But you living lavida loca, and the shit the come out your boca
Make a Savage want to choke ya, but Im classy,
Flashy and raspy, pinky up sipping high tea, with my peeps
While you was bumping ozzy in your Cosby Sweater,
Abercrombie Adolf hipster Nazi, I’m hip to the falsies
Soft as Ben and Jerry, all you Pinhead Larrys
Im fucking Dirty Dan, blood of the lamb all in my curry
Fans be kind of scary, but I don’t bite, I’m not Mike
Enticing yes sir, no sir, Omarosa toned sipping mimosas
Hmm I guess that Im grown up, Hmm I guess that its time for me to own up
To fucking student loans but I never pick that phone up
Let it ring with middle fingers thrown up
FUCK YOU!
(1,2,3 uh)
Fuck wit ya girl lyrics straight from the cooka (8)
Verse 2
[Sloane Amelia]
Irie In the building, Irie came to kill em
Harder than ever to tell who's right & who's the villain
That’s alright cause how Im feeling
All of y'all can be my victims
Every single last one can get the mother fuckin business
'Cause you wasn’t wit me when I was slaving up in the kitchen
But now you wanna sit at my table?
Got to know you're fuckin tripping.
This aint about no handouts. This my route.
Put in work to get this here crown.
Now bow down.
(Irie came to conquer)
Irie came to conquer, you could never stop her, stop her
(and I will not falter)
Number one chief rocker, number one shit talker, talker
(Irie came to conquer)
Now there's a lot of shit that's being brought up
(and i will not falter)
and your Tropical Prodigal Rasta Daughters' honored
Like I don't know what you been doing. Please
Like i don't know what you been doing. Please
Like I don't know what I'm doing . Please.
I'd rather go under siege than die looking up from my knees.
(You don't know me (x4))
Fuck with your girl, lyrics straight from the Cougar (x8)
Verse 3
[Sugg Savge]
Top gun shooter young spitter with the hooters
Deadly venom sick em. Stingy with the cooter.
Mic and a Heineken straight from the cooler
Sipping and delivering the word and the neuter.
[Sloane Amelia]
The kitty got no pity’s for all of your didnt knows
Take that ignorant ass and read between the idioms
Idiots, Living oblivious
[Sugg Savage]
Call me Suggerton Savagi
From PG like Taraji
But similar to the Sushi Roll established in Cali
Pot heads and sober Sallies
Me dread me dilly dally
Busting ass for a paycheck scrubbing Pitts and Border Collies
As I concentrate to medicate the real estate as they await
Alive, Awake, Alert
Alive, Awake, Alert
Fucking with us may just
Catch you in your jugulars
I Juggernaut you little snot them gimmicks for your mom and pops
[Sloane Amelia]
You don’t know we (4X)
[Sugg Savage]
Fuck with your girl lyrics straight from the Cooka
Fuck with yourselves you are straight from the Cooka
Fuck the world and what it does to the Cooka
The bodies that embody that primordial soup, yea
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4. |
Deadly Venom
04:12
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DEADLY VENOM
[Sloane Amelia]
So I’m stepping up into this rap game
Giving the business a new name
To hate on to envy
Patience running on empty
I’m tired of the radio commercial bull
New order in full effect
Non negotiable
Respect or hit the road that’s not cold
I’m just real
I Call it how I see it, fuck artificial appeal
Stay def to the death of me
Yeah I’ll forever be
Slaying all these wannabe emcees
Killing em with ease
I arrive on the scene fully equipped
With a full clip of lyrics to silence the ignorance
So sick when I spit I admit I transmit
Some knowledge that may cause vomit if you marinate on it
I target every bit of bullshit in my path so try to cross the boss and get that red beam on ya ass wit a laugh
no I don’t chase the cash I just chase the facts
spread that info for the payback
them mother fuckers hate that
Chorus:
[Sugg Savage]
The deadly venom, let me start from the beginning
Yo, we always hittin so they’ll be no extra innings
(x2)
From mercury to alcapoco
I can poke your neuro
I aint making euros but I make a lot of sense though
Searching for some change to by a vagrant complacency
We claim to be
We aim to be
The saviors of the sanity
Folks they stare at me
Not cuz of what I’m wearing
But because my mind, projects the raw, they vexed
Push play, relax
As if they said no words to me
Hip hop was never dead to me
Punk rock hip hop and keds to me
Something like wine and bread for me
Blood and body
Boogie said he’d come for me
Lock that door threw away the key
The absence of the fleet can lay the beast to sleep
So put away your peace and grab a hold of the piece
They call me sugga sava
Head thrasher ear drum attacker
Leave ya pissin backwards
I’m a stinker bleeding ink up on your “pledge allegiance”
And I don’t come in pieces
Except me or forget me but play me and you’ll regret me and my…
Deadly Venom
[Chorus]
[Sloane Amelia]
While they in it for the moment
I do this for movement
Cuz talking means nothing unless you back it up and prove it
Truth is, they lay back and flip the script
Capitalizing on lies to try to keep us all whipped
Too hip to the bullshit that they slip into our mental
We dying they thriving keep thinking its coincidental
Take a deep breath
Take a pause
Got you right where they want you
Dangling from their paws
Gotta struggle and hustle to keep your head above the water
Drown in deceit chasing that all mighty dollar
Institutionalized
Cant rationalize
Please open your eyes
And lend me that ear my dear
Don’t believe everything you think
And don’t repeat everything you hear
The mans biggest fears are my biggest dream I’d rather be they’re worse fuckin nightmare
[Sugg Savage]
I’ll slap a perpetrating hippy out my god dam face
If you aint repping for a cause then you a god dam waste
A fro a fist and some hoops don’t make you angela davis
Now check my words and my flow
Let me see how do I say this
Trying to be an anomaly is kind of a contradictory
The swag allah bestowed on thee
Is all you need
Now please believe I’m sneezing steeze in a tissue
With a little spit too
Jam it in your ear canal and infiltrate cerebral
The truth is detrimental and they’re lies are even more so
They feeding you that bull shit and you eating every morsal
Uncle sammies gonna work you til you feel it in your torso
Yes master got you in that choke hold
The penicle of senicle take a hit of the keepers dro
Puff it pass and repeat it
Though high is never achieved
Head up high and my feet down low
We was sent to deplete the foe
Deadly venom and stupid flow
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5. |
Dogma (The Sparrow)
02:50
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Dogma (The Sparrow)
Chorus
[Sugg Savage]
Can you give it to me (oh)
Two times for me (oh)
Three times for me (oh)
And this another one for me (oh)
Verse 1
[Sugg Savage]
Hasta luego, toast my eggo. Taste hate in these stale hopes
Brought to me from Trinidad and Tobago
Brought to you from Trinidad and Tobago
Grey notes got me drinking grey goose feeling loose
Fucking recluse, chucking the deuce then double back
Troubling fucking facts
Stumbling over the symbols, signals in overtures
Simba was fatherless, realist fable
Are you capable and stable?
Without a cane are you able
Novocain, can’t save you, major pain, major labels
Bring your juevos, motherfucker
This is the valley of the shadow of the death in the light of the life tell me
Who you gon rep?
Verse 2
[Sloane Amelia]
(Yeah)
High intolerance for trollops out of pocket
Know your trife ass needs to stop it.
Excuse my Cockiness but I get a lot of this,
Take your compliments, shove em down ya esophagus
Tired of monotonous encouragement
Synonymous with all your bottomless promises
Fuck off, & join I’m a dumbass anonymous
I’m predicating an ominous ending in a sarcophagus for you
Get the fuck up out my room. Get the fuck up out my view
You’s a fucking nincompoop
I don’t want nothing to do
With your fake ass
Hope you feel discouraged every time I’m on the tape deck
Now take that
(Release your grip up off my body,
Cause I’m the type of shawty
hurt more than your feelings
I know you gon feel this.)
Chorus
[Sugg Savage]
Can you give it to me (oh)
Two times for me (oh)
Three times for me (oh)
And this another one for me (oh)
If that man come around I gon tell em’ that
I’ll hit him with the two piece smooth
Tell him that I’ll get em’ with that steel piece too
You beat me. I’ll beat you.
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6. |
Double Dutch
03:19
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DOUBLE DUTCH
Verse 1
[Sloane Amelia]
Welcome to the badlands
I’ma bad Mamma – Jamma,
Killed his ego. No hammer
The fall-out is here. Wo-Man up
If you don’t clown with your crown then stand up.
Stand Down, No time to renounce
When the sound off resounds get your feet on the ground
No lounging around
We taking them out
The war path is loud,
Hope you really about yours.
[Sugg Savage]
Mounds, pits and zip tied lips
Long sleeves filling holes ripping turf
Sit and observe, hands in the dirt
This is earth, spitting many verb any given verse
[Sloane Amelia]
Black fucking swan, it’s a new dawn
My rule something gruesome,
Get your boots on.
Feel my rebellion.
Came in, renewed the recon.
[Sugg Savage]
Crushing motherfuckers with the croutons
And ranch, dressing on these bars in my boss suit
Lawsuits persecuted,
Execution of the foolish, who do not do this like I do this
Open up your mouth and catch the truest
[Sloane Amelia]
No time to sleep, out of yesterdays’ patience,
Plus Taurean tenaciousness –
What that make?
A hellacious occasion,
Its time to pick a side
Pack up and slide,
Or back of the line
Came with an attitude,
Came with a rhyme,
Irie not evil, I just read the signs.
[Sugg Savage]
I am not feeble in terms of the mind
Cindy Vortexing it flex on enzymes
I am knievel I rip and I rhyme
Like Dylan and Dylan say that three more time
Chorus:
[Sloane Amelia]
Double Dutch Jump the Clutch
Switch it up Do a buck
Run it in over-drive
the semi-automatic mind.
(X2)
Verse2
[Sugg Savage]
Semi audio blasting fantastic rhymes that’s Jurassic as the kids who now get at it
Not necessarily from the school of hard knocks
But I’ve received them
Bang bang bangs on the door the trini slang it do proceed it
Disturbing suburbian blues, with shades of green,
White out for the in between, Clorox for the crime scene
Little messy with the rhyme scheme uhn
City living for the time being
I be the dope heem dame with the lyrical game
I am the outty belly button on your lefty cousin Doris
She a Taurus, Chuck Norris couldn’t catch up to these motherfuckers
Finna put a hex on your holy water
[Sloane Amelia]
Simm Simma -- This mamma be the prima
Athena -- Bring your A-game to my arena
Quick to be spotted like a cheetah on the record like a couple misdemeanors
Now huddle in the puddles of a leader
The ovaries flush out the love for the evils
Speed up, come
Discover my love for the people.
Del Toro, Ariba!
I grab life by the horns on the beat plus Steven
Educated a young senorita
I reteach you
A lot of these people seem to think I need them.
Let’s not pretend this ain’t my mother fucking season.
Chorus:
[Sloane Amelia]
Double Dutch Jump the Clutch
Switch it up Do a buck
Run it in over-drive
the semi-automatic mind.
(X2)
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7. |
No Offer
03:28
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NO OFFER
Verse 1
[Sloane Amelia]
Let me start of by saying H NO
You can fake all you want out the real door.
One track train of mind, I derail those
Expose, dispose, my flows are not prejudice
I don’t care, race color or creed,
Step up to me, get done up, Irie
Ain’t playing.
Arrived on time, hit them up, Kaio-ken, its potent (the potion)
All for the fraud, hot for the moment (its noted)
You’re ignorant (stupid)
We both know it.
Go head rip you a motherfucking book open.
Sloppy ass head, dirty ass mind, pull back the foreskin.
Cognition ain’t too hard to find, beyond the surface.
Keep them nervous like training day,
When you trade in fake in place of peace.
(stupid as shit, goddamn you stupid as shit)
I’m problematic.
They probably pegged a shawty manic in the attic,
Understand it (can’t stand me)
Madder than a rabid Sandler fan it’s tragic (mad at me)
And you could never stop me dam it!
Chorus
[Sloane Amelia]
This ain't what you want (x7)
Verse 2
[Sugg Savage]
I got a miniature schnauzer that holds more faith than we do
DC, North East reside for 9 months off Sherriff and Eastern Avenue
Where the biggest crooks be the boys in the blue
Not talking opposite of soowoo
Talking bout the fuckers shooting brothers on the avenue
In navy blue suits
Idaho is burning today
And beneath the tectonic plates, where the heck sonnets sang
Sega Sonic the hedgehog did not teach me range
Nor Spyro, Crash Bandicoot, kufis a blaze
In the city pity party on my twitter today
Hash tag “Fuck my life”, no retweets or favs
As expected
I am not the resurrected spawn of a predecessor
(oh Mylanta born a cancer as I seem to be, oh mylanta born a cancer what they say to me)
Or prejudice aggressor festering in peer pressure
Glitter on the dresser right next to perfume and pepper spray
Curve the appeal
These wide eyes hold white eyes that’s real
Contacts to contact the innermost ills
The Internet shields The sentiment
spills the venomous (give em hell kid give em hell)
Shields the sentiment,
spills the venomous
(give em hell kid give em hell)
Idaho is burning today
Dam it I don’t have a fuck to give
Not to say that I don’t give a fuck about the lives took
Just to say I give so many fucks about the lives took
From lives alive
Hooked in the enterprise shook stupid and I
And I cant
And those flames they cleanse the earth
And start a new ashes they fertilize the root
(I got a miniature schnauzer)
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8. |
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NOTHING CHANGED
Verse 1
[Sugg Savage]
(….. shit)
Well, I guess I am my daddy’s daughter dammit
Darling Felecia silent “i” cuz there’s no point in screaming
Me be so cut throat I choked all my thoughts, feelings are demons
Seems as the ceilings caves
My cave becomes my falcon’s seeling
Hi, I know it. Bye, I know it better
Never believed in sweater season
Seen treason breeze through weather
With reason, I cut the tether
Feathers they flock together
(Its crazy what you can learn about love through nature)
In our nature
Stranger danger’s the way for
Strangers not for our dangers
They say fate comes to the waiters
I think it comes to the painters
Livid vivid hydrangeas
Feeling, angers outrageous.
And perfect imperfections made us
But we hate us
Chorus
[Sugg Savage]
Aint nothing changed it just looks a little different from these eyes
Shits still the same but the scars change colors in the light.
And that’s life (repeat)
(And its fucked up but we doing it switch the game up to get through it)
Verse 2
[Sloane Amelia]
All the lies
Desensitized
My pensive mind
I can’t rely
On foreign supply
It’s I & I
Irie came to find that she high and dry,
Chocked up in a rope that the v ice provides
So don’t be surprised to find that
Irie done flipped the reigns
Rearranged the lanes
A Pagan approach to your God-Damned games
Like a figment of your imagination
I might appear to give a fuck
But that ain’t shit
Alienated amongst your peers,
In the alien nation crying buffalo tears.
We soldiers out here
Dedicated to that warfare.
Chorus
[Sugg Savage]
Aint nothing changed it just looks a little different from these eyes
Shits still the same but the scars change colors in the light.
And that’s life (repeat)
(And its fucked up but we doing it switch the game up to get through it)
Verse 3
[Obii Say]
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9. |
Occupy
01:45
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Occupy
Verse 1
[Sloane Amelia]
Occuying space & time is not enough,
PLEASE, occupy your mind
We are floating in a digitial ocean, with no compassion, no love, no emotion
We’re choking on that pepper spray
Protesting the poison
We’re the spokesmen for the broken
Who are occupying flesh without occupying freedom in the brain
& its hard to maintain living in chains
From the corner to the burbs,
Yeah we all are getting served
This land of opportunity’s been tainted by material impurites
We are the Ninty-Nine percent
Its time to impliment unity through community
You feeling me?
(Sloane Amelia & Sugg Savage)
So tell me
What are you living for
Tell me
What are you dying for
Tell me
Who do you believe in
Tell me
What are you crying for
Verse 2
[Sugg Savage]
The needle drops dingalinging going down not a sound
Though the heavy metal from the keepers shovel drags on the ground
ZERO
Theres a hidden hero in your storybook
We over look so lets take another look
Now good don’t always come to the benevolent
Teachers taught me that greed can take you where you never went
Just not to heaven
Found haven in 7 11 from the slurpees
To ranch seeds they all suit my fancy
The small things
And yet I am a puppet hanging from a string
Gotta glitch so they probably gonna pop me 3
Blat blat blow
In my final hour
I’d like to say I lived a hell of a
Particularly irregular
Life of mass hysteria
Black and proud they scared of ya
Scared and black they master ya
Mind game attackin ya
They cut no slack on the back of the spangled flag
Searchin for meaning from cradle to toe tag
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10. |
Royal Flush
03:19
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Royal Flush
Chorus:
[Sloane Amelia]
Don’t you know a boss when you see one see on
When you see one see one
Don’t you know a boss when you see one see one
When you see one see one
Verse 1:
[Sloane Amelia]
I make moves, I make waves, I make noise
I hate boys with weak lines that talk shit
I enjoy a fat spliff and..
I like to believe I’m smarter than your average
Got a habit of saying what on my mind, verbal static
The first laws in motion, I’m on the run now who gon stop me?
Breaking out of these bars
Yeah they really think they caught me
But I got me a little more consciousness
Which brought me a little more confidence
A little less patience for your incompetence and
More love for my metropolis
I promise if you liked it then now your really gonna love it
If your for the other team now you gon deal with repercussions
I aint bluffing
Just check my record on the subject
Verse 2:
[Sugg Savage]
Lady So black mambazo
I’m 5’4 and skinny
My mommies from Indiana and daddy sosos a trini
Never had no bucks a plenty
Pokemon cards for pennies
I’ve been hoggin microphones since slam juniors a denies sheesh
From booster seats to tax returns
Sit and spins to kiss and rides
First to loose but last to learn oooooooo
Kamekaze cosmopolatins, forget but I’ll acknowledge it
Preschool until my college shit
Representative of the 90s catch me whopping to your new jack
Watusi on your psyche
I see no evil speak no legal spit caneeval
Sentiments in my leisure and no no
I nare go follow the leader
I’m a lone ranger danger major innovator savior saber slash
Obi wan savobi for your punk ass
Verse 3:
[Sloane Amelia]
“Man you a Bitch…”
No I prefer lioness
I got the heart of a hunter beating in my chest
Come correct see fraudulence don’t pique my interest
You see an empress workin for her thrown, respect the intellect
And please some space…
Yeah I’ma need that
Just shut it up
Your feedback you can keep that
I go by Irie s I aint impressed by all your flexin,
So tell me what your tryna do, argue or get to stepping
I mean what is this … the chronicles of ridiculous shit ?
It seems like everything I do somebody’s got my name on their lips
Why don’t you get some business of your own and mind it instead
Girl you might look the part but its whats in your head
From the sway of my hips to the swing of my dreads island girl rasta pride
Caribbean bred
Verse 4:
[Sugg Savage]
Lend me that ear
I’ll trade you for some insight from my nogginterior
But I promise you wont find this shit on teen nick
I’m real quick and fluent
In a lingo that’s congruent
That the old folks might vibe to
And young whipper snappers might jig too
You aint to cool my dude
I promise you weird too
Mind probably fucked up like the homie Freddy Croogs
I’m not rude just honest
I’m not shy but modist
More earthy than a bodist
More Busty than your mama’s mama
I am the drama that you tried to avoid
But I’ma force your ass to feel me
Just Now
Scoot up and take it in
The first time I lost em. The second time will cost em
I take cash and visas mic check be off the rictor meter for sheeza I beez da
Sugga savagieza
Gov name Felecia
Heir of lance and vera
And as the story unfolds I need you to open uup your minds and
Understand the makings of a boss..
Chorus:
[Sloane Amelia]
Don’t you know a boss when you see one
Don’t you know a boss when you see one
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11. |
The Blair Witch Project
02:34
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The Blair Witch Project
Verse 1
[Sugg Savage]
Sunny Mondays but today’s Wednesday
I met sin on a Friday
We shook hands and I went my way
He followed and fucked me five ways
Asterisk , sigh, asterisk
I thought he wasn't a regular guy
I thought he an irregular guy
(Guy Guy Guy Guy Guy Guy Guy Guy)
Truth be told you’d rather fall asleep than stay awake
Celibate. Scared of fate. While your sleep I’ll be awake
Truth me told you’d rather fall asleep than stay awake
Celibate. Scared of fate. While your sleep I’ll be awake
Verse 2
[Sloane Amelia]
B-L-A-M-E
I fault you, you blame me.
There something off in our perceptions
Something we can’t see, Eye to eye.
It’s like world war three when we fight.
We’re moving at two different paces,
Running two different races.
We need a resolution
We have so much confusion
Drawing conclusions
& painting allusions
to hide what’s inside
your reflection
it tells no lies
point your finger at the monster in the mirror
not at I
this blame that game we play,
this mess we’ve gotten into,
Its just all a cover up
Disguising the bigger issue
Its just all a cover up disguising the bigger issue
(Guy Guy Guy Guy Guy Guy Guy Guy)
A kiss on the mind and the body will follow
My dreams you haunt oh
I need you pronto
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12. |
The Yeah
01:24
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13. |
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Thee Hipókolypse (Yuko)
Verse 1
[Sugg Savage]
I got that I got that Donnie Darko flow
Dark hoe no, black dream yes
No incest, but brother mind, I fucked you
Melancholy por the party
Let me lift and tuck you
I am the sugar Savvy Barracuda
With the cool strut
Doing poodle cuts, and the string plucks
With the roof up, and my soul down
Mind set brown, eyes jet brown
Life on doo doo
Merkin for that paper cuz they tryna get that new new
Hurting for that cheese, tryna feed the noodle
Dreams very very beaucoup
veni vedi vici
to all thee beneath me
as I beseech thee
To get up and off these ovaries
Socrates, steeze, schemes
And the Nubian queen steeze
(where is your fire? where is your fire?)
Live from the belly of the beast
Bubble in the tummy cause we fighting for the keeps
its frigid in the east
head set to wumbo
Digging the mens with skins like Mutombo
Or like he own a machete
Or like he from the Serengeti
Verse 2
[Sir E.U]
Verse 3
[Sloane Amelia]
Truueee, well I got your crazy right here
Sloane Amelia the motherfucking cunt of the year
Audio dagga attacker, stabbing ya right in ya ear
Femme fatal, empress raw, baby pull up a chair
Hippoko aint up on the track, then it aint nothing to hear
go head and put another muthafucking blunt in the air
Burn one for all these rappers bout to lose they careers
And another for the fact that we the baddest in here
Hit you with the new school voodoo in your medulla oblongata
You know I flow with that shrew Juice
The new guru of rap mantra
Check the roster from down Va to Anacostia,
Pg, Uptown, Howard fostered
Track assaulter
Monster Rasta chick
I don’t mean to floss but shit
Hard works paying off
& it costs a lot
To be this goddamn legit
I put passion, power, heart & soul
into everything I rip
come with me, lets take a trip
I’m a young twenty something
Brown skin dipped in honey
Smarter that your whole fucking college
And you aint got to acknowledge it
But as you take another hit, lets contemplate this shit a bit
You know AKOKO, we done gone rouge on these mofos
The moment you think you notice you know us be the same time you know its over
Covert closure.
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14. |
Wasted
03:57
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Wasted
Chorus
[Sloane Amelia]
I can’t wait to cross your mind
When you realize the time
I can’t wait to cross your mind
When you realize the time
You’ve wasted
Verse 1
[Sloane Amelia]
There is no time like the present
So please do no loaf on my presence (x2)
Wasted (x2)
Verse 2
[Sugg Savage]
Do you know me yet?
Is it to late?
I don’t know, will you go, I don’t know
And if I tell you will you
Remember me, if I cant show I don’t know
Chorus
[Sloane Amelia]
I can’t wait to cross your mind
When you realize the time
I can’t wait to cross your mind
When you realize the time
You’ve wasted
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AKOKO Washington, D.C.
AKOKO is a soulful female-commanded "hip-pop" duo formed by progressive artists Sloane Amelia (Irie X) & Sugg Savage. Hailing from the Washington, DC area, their last release - CATARAPS - has earned them international performances at festivals such as NXNE & A3C, shows at many of Americas' prominent venues, & a growing genre-bending fanbase. ... more
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