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The longest promoted EP of Fresh's catalog that had no set release date. What was originally created to be a mixtape series, transformed into a project that artistically highlights nostalgia from Fresh's colorful past.
just another day in the life right
up for the next flight
going through rush hour traffic
Doing a hundred running through streetlights
(I’m gone)
Yup,
pull up, roll up
roll me some of that good green when I show up
Head through security My
bag getting searched but
(It’s all love he’s
he just doing his job bruh)
Phone ringing.
Text alerts.
(Boarding pass)
in my nervous Hands's
Anxiety kicking in
But the splif I hit
Gone mike Tyson that ass
Kid in the front wants a (photograph)
Take the snap for the Kodak
Shake a few hands
With the fans
For the gram
Hear em yelling
As I walk away
“You da man”
Like damn!
I’m a sinner in the summer
Saint in the winter
Ima be late
the blunt rolled
won’t be home for dinner
born a loser
Momma say I’m a winner
Whatever I am
I got your attention
While we in here
Somebody said I was a nutcase
Imagine if you read the lyrics hidden in my briefcase
Some how someway is what I used to say
That was before the deal
in my basement
Making mixtapes
Been a standout
No plan ever mapped out
Created player in the game
when my quarters ran out
Cypher celebrity
Everybody wanna battle me
Until the monster come out
I start a killing spree
Busy bee with with wordplay
Honey in my comb
Take your bullshit over that way
The battle grounds my home
Homeless in my attire
Reading Nintendo power
Adding to my list of trash artists I retired
I’m admired by many
Copied by plenty
(Silence)
Don’t be mad
When you ask for advice
and i aint give you any
Biggie and Pac died
Saving our lives
when freedom was all a dream
Gang Signs & thug life
Raw rugged raps
dat tapes and secret tracks
vinyl record crate diggin,
ayo DJ bring it back
When the highlight of the day
Was spitting in a cypher
Swapping hands on the court
free styling proving who nicer
playing NBA jams
kday on the Boombox
Dubbin cassette tapes
Mixtapes that we all rock
Bob Ya head
side to side
Left to right
Feeling the vibe
Gremlins on our crt
Magnavox
tv screen
Copped the 60 for 60
Sell in’ dreams on my street
Customer was short
Akai & I first meet
finger drumming her pads
Testin’ the sensitivity
Konami code pattern
Rapidly repeated gradually
Chop it, mix it, master it
But don’t forget her batteries
Portability to climax in while another galaxy
Hip hop
was built
on the MPC
Bob Ya head
side to side
Left to right
Feeling the vibe
Legendary
some would say
a pioneer
With game play
Innovative, creative
While you copy and paste
fake it till you make it
The real grind hard
invincible effort you are putting in
Starting to show dawg
To the bank I’m laughing
counting all my blessings
stepping on your funky toes
in the process
My Confidence is offensive
For all of those who lack it
Studying my lyrics on YouTube in closed captions
Damn
Music made headlines
Labels want airtime
Family pushing and pulling
Old homies want free lines
Can’t be like I used to
This ain'tt what I’m used to
One minute I’m chilling
The next I’m in rare booths
With legends I look up to
Spitting my hardest verses
Next to logic in the back room
Don’t push me
I’m close to the edge
I'm trying not to
Cut off these mutha fuckas heads
Every situation
They’ll pass on my rhymes
But catch all of my information
I thought the process was to be original
They can’t do what I do without me
It’s like having identical
Twins
Stuck to the hip
Attack of the clones
Like Hayden Christensen
Rely on my Jedi powers
Just Call me Anakin
Sky walking
Over the fake
Authentic for the win
Actors and imposters
The real rap back
Snapping on beats killing these
Cyphers
Bringing real rap back
The second coming of a legend
Lyricism the weapon
Realism in every sentence
There is no comparison
Competition none
Mac daddy of rap words
Kriss krossing you on the court
Like I was iver-son
The elephant in the room
Big homie is coming through
You the lil homie
Can’t fit into these shoes
I’m a muthafucking legend
Shitting in the booth
Clean up the mess when I’m through
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released August 16, 2022
Written by Cody B Silva
Recorded at Voltron Studios, Genesis, Unknown
Recorded by Quixxotik, Fresh C
Additional Production by Logic, D Webb, Quixxotik,Matias tom
Head Engineer Fresh C
Assistant Engineer Quixxotik
Mastered by Fresh C, Quixxotik
A great, thumping beat tape with rich, textural production that summons specific moods while the beat commands your head to nod along. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 31, 2020