[Intro] Aye-yo-yo-yo (check, yeah, check) Aye-yo-yo-yo (aye, check, yeah-yeah, check) Yo-yo-yo (aye, check, yeah-yeah, check) Aye-yo-yo, aye [Chorus] Play me is what you ain't gon' do Aye we in the house, we homeschooled We fam what you need? I got you If you short on dough I'll spot you Who you are now is what you gon' be I'm young, black, gifted, and free [Verse] If the devil is a lie than what is god? I started rappin' at my mommas church See I was rockin' crowds and wettin' beds My mama thought I'd be in special classes You thought I was gonna say Special Ed — yo If the devil is a lie than what is god? I started rappin' at my mommas church See I was rockin' crowds and wettin' beds My mama thought I'd be in special classes She hate when I tell people that But you know me I gotta keep it real I gotta make something the kids could feel Aw shit, see I ain't even mean to rhyme Aw damn you stole this style from Stank Lotion No diss that's just an inside joke But he ain't the first one to pitch his vocals Like we never heard of Quasimoto My outlook got everybody hopeful Step outta line I gotta adios those Yeah-yeah I'm back to rhymin' Watch me body boatloads My state of mind got me goin' loco I disembody mofo's My body and spirit intact, but my mind I'm probably loco Oh no I'm highly focused I got my third eyelid open, aye One of the only honest spokesmen Plus my rhymes the dopest You forgot I was the coldest!...oh shit But if i'm overlooked one mo' gin I'm finna throw fits I'm regainin' control Defeat when I aim for soul Police terrorizin' us all So stand for something or fall I give a fuck about the law, dog And fuck this rap shit I listen to classical, hold up

[Intro] P. Blackk! Loud as fuck say it right goddamn now!... I can't fuckin' hear you! I need y'all to make some noise for my nigga P. Blackk one more time! Check [Verse 1: P. Blackk] I was that young ashy nigga askin' girls for hugs See now I keep some lotion on me still can't get in clubs, goddamn I could never catch a motherfuckin' break See I was anti-drugs now I'm doin' drugs, nigga wait I remember growing up on section 8 Moving to the burbs man they called me nigga to my face, sheesh I ain't do shit 'cause I was, afraid See I been scared of the dark since the 2nd grade See I got booed off stage one time before I used to steal Now & Laters from the corner store I stole my mamas necklace gave it to a girl at school quick Cried when I got home on some "What I do?" shit Do shit, bumpin' Ye I thought drop out of school quick 'Cause I had a PHD and that's a pretty huge dick That's foolish, you know me 'cause of word of mouth, that's ludicrous Now you gotta shut your mouth and motherfuckin' groove to this, just say this [Chorus] I won't ride the wave, wave, wave (so get your hands up out my pocket) You fuck out my face, face, face (inaudible) I won't ride the wave, wave, wave (so get your hands up out my pocket) You fuck out my face, face, face (inaudible) [Verse 2: P. Blackk] Wait, wait, wait I was that little cousin asking "What's that? Can I play?" "Can I have a piece?" Fuck it I would stay inside all day A youngin' had them dreams the first to say "The fuck up out my face" If you in my way I was young and trying to find my place now I found it Had a bully try to send me Go to sleep with stomachs empty Never break but niggas bent me Card done got declined at Wendy's Damn, damn, damn, damn shit hit the fan, fan, fam Everything you do we gotta do times 2 you don't understand blam Gotta go above and beyond, yeah, I know you know what I'm sayin' I don't get told to smile I just know to smile when I'm shaking your hand 'Cause you would be scared of the man (man) Now you are forbidden from slang (slang) Yeah you love the culture but don't say a thing when niggas get slain (Dang) Too deep? Uh, no 'Cause shit is real and then I gotta speak on things I know Fasho, I wish my shit could all be fun and games If that was the case then I would ride the wave but I can't so say [Chorus] I won't ride the wave, wave, wave (so get your hands up out my pocket) You fuck out my face, face, face (inaudible) I won't ride the wave, wave, wave (so get your hands up out my pocket) You fuck out my face, face, face (inaudible) [Outro: Audio from Rocket Power] We've been invaded, by shoobies!

[Intro] Beezo can I be real son? (Be real son) (Real?) (Be real-real son) Be really real son! [Verse] See I ain't have confidence outside of my raps My white friends only knew from the outside I was black Subconsciously conformed until white became the norm And then all that resided in my mind was war A smiling black boy is more likely to get adored Opened for him while niggas get ignored Hoping to see dreams come true and my faith restored in you But until then I'll be denying your glory God why forsake niggas? Do you hate niggas? Are we praising the wrong you is that why you escaping us? Is that why police killing us, getting away with it? While we tape it, I hate this shit, is anything sacred? I hope it don't sound like I'm making blanket statements I basic hotep trying to make an audience face lift Honestly I'm trying to maintain homeostasis before I losing my fucking mind I'm tired of turning on the news and seeing a branded new racist What about the kid that sees that and internalizes the hatred Leaving his own culture unappreciated Looking at those like her and underestimating them You got bigots with platforms I wonder who paying 'em We all paying 'em attention, look at the state we in I'm blowing trees now to elevate my cranium To stay above the bull but that don't help with the pain we in So I'm saying who gon' fight for us? See entertainment is cool but representation won't cure us We need doctors, not like Ben Carson We need teachers like we have artists We need mayors and we need farmers We need trade systems for bargain We need psychiatrists and therapists And neighborhoods to raise kids in Not projects for experiments We need safe places to live in, I need- [@Grobcity] Man nigga if you don't cut this shit off You ain't no Malcolm X You went to art school fool, play some hood shit

[Intro] Groove, groove, groove, groove (fart) That's why I say slow, mellow rhythm You know 1, 2, groovin' and [Verse 1: P. Blackk] I pay close attention to detail I want to know you v well I know I might fuck up but usually I mean well, ooh I'm thinking we could uh Then after that we uh Or, or we could uh Then we could grab some lunch, ooh [Chorus: P. Blackk and Emeryld] I just want to see your footwork baby Just want to see your footwork baby (Groove, groove, groove, groove) I just want to see your footwork baby Just want to see your footwork baby [Bridge] Aye rock rock girl Aye freak freak girl Aye move your feet girl Ya don't stop Aye rock rock girl Aye freak freak girl Aye move your feet girl Ya don't stop [Verse 2: P. Blackk] You my brown sugar and spice and everything nice I'm the type that know that I ain't everyones type We should type 'cause if I talk you'd see I ain't tight Aye let me get to know you first I'm trying to catch the vibe See I think not having game is my game And not knowing your name is a shame, dang Your frame is doing things to my hanes, bang Girl I'm trying to blow it out the frame This could be us but you playing, but first [Chorus: P. Blackk and Emeryld] I just want to see your footwork baby Just want to see your footwork baby (Groove, groove, groove, groove) I just want to see your footwork baby Just want to see your footwork baby Groove, groove, groove, groove [Outro] Groovin', and groovin' Groove on black people So groovin', groovin', g-g-g-g-groovin Dig it

[Intro] I want to fly away, I want to fly away Yeah! Uh, a black ass nigga in a red Ph- Black ass nigga in a red, aye- What, black ass nigga in a red Phantom I might be ugly but my car handsome I might be the realest man out and some Take your hands and raise it for the anthem [Chorus] I'm riding round like I'm big Gucci Dro by the pound like I'm big Gucci That shit don't excite me I'm Gucci Bitch I think I might be Gucci [Verse 1] I got broads in Atlanta, no (no) I got women on every planet, oh (oh) I'm with my boo, ghost riding in her family Phantom (skrr) Any enemies we scan we blam em (bluh-bluh) Aye, water guns 'cause I don't fuck with guns I need money I'm in a rut for funds Avoiding whoever don't fuck with fun Which rapper you like? I don't fuck with them 'Cause I'm big Gucci, fuck the industry I'm big Gucci I'm with your mom she gave me big smoochies I spit harder than John Belushi, aye [Chorus] I'm riding round like I'm big Gucci Dro by the pound like I'm big Gucci That shit don't excite me I'm Gucci Bitch I think I might be Gucci [Verse 2] I take a shit and then I do my duty (fart) Get it? I hit the jig and then we hit the movies We I don't eat I get a little moody The only black around these rats I guess I'm Susie, ay I guess it fits I used to rock the Tommy Romantically involved with your momma probably Giraffe pussy get as high as I be I spit Waka Flocka flames when I'm rhyming 'Cause I think I'm big Gucci Make space from me bro you seem a little douchey I turn your house to a haunted house it gets spooky I know Gucci probably watching this like who is he? (Who are you?) My rims dancing out the garage Get a little massage Have a jiggy niggy ménage [Chorus] Then I ride around like I'm big Gucci Dro by the pound like I'm big Gucci Aye, turned my life around like I'm big Gucci Aye, now I work out like I'm big Gucci Big Gucci, word Shout out to big Gucci This ain't no trendy shit, Gucci Real talk man I'm proud of you Gucci You a great example for the kids, I mean that Like, you could always turn your life around bro Real talk, aiight [Outro] Here you go boy That's a toothbrush, I wanted a shiny grill Man, you gotta respect your teeth while your young You only got one pair I need you to remember to always keep them healthy and try to always brush them at least twice a day [Guitar solo: Pinky Liberachi] Your high but you must come down [Bridge] Nightmares at the door can't seem to face it (so I face it) Uncompleted dreams bring complications Thought it would've came with haste now I can't show my face here I ain't never going back home until I make it Look inside of my soul and them (soul and them) Wicked thoughts no controlling them ('trolling them) Do you fight the demons, do you roll with them Lord (roll with me) Lord (fight 'em) Lord (My god, my god, my god, my god, my god, my god) I said Look inside of my soul and them (soul and them) Wicked thoughts no controlling them ('trolling them) Do you fight the demons, do you roll with them Lord (roll with me) Lord (fight 'em) Lord (My god, my god, my god, my god, my god, my god, my god, my god, my god) [2nd guitar solo: Pinky Liberachi] PJ, I know your not out there doing drugs No

[Verse 1: P. Blackk] Aye, never was I the elite Never stood out in these skreets Never involved in no beef Never could speak How I ever felt about girl Always bright comic sans to the beach And I never been weak Never heard so I never speak Never had a dedicated team And I never been for me Never been all that I could be Never had a show overseas And I never been a G Never really cared about sneaks Never kept my feelings discreet Never loved the police Never had an ideal physique Never took things for what they seem 'Cause I'm always thinking deep Always chasing dreams never sleep Never followed ways of the sheep But I never been cheap Never did I want to pay a fee And I always did favors for free and never could be [Instrumentation by R∆§H∆Ð & P. Blackk] Shoutout to the goofy lookin' kids that grew up to be semi-aiight [Chorus] Never been the coolest, nigga, nigga Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga Never been the cutest, cutest, nigga, nigga Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga [Verse 2: P. Blackk] Slow down, P-Funk is back I see a whole lot of folks running 'round with my old style It's cool I don't want it back I let 'em hold that But remember it's still me like a pronoun My style is profound they want to hear me rap But I rather take a nap 'cause I'm boring and I'm old now And I'm in control now, I stopped chasing cool When I seen the popular kids after graduating school But that's none of my business (sips tea) Arts and raps and all things intrinsic I can't believe I had the remedy in me all along My mind imploded hoping to blow up like atomic bombs Ironic gotta break fast like Ramadan When I'm feeling saucy I might hit a couple Comic-Cons Just to flex, shy IRL social butterfly in texts Leave a message, cause I [Chorus] Never been the coolest, nigga, nigga Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga Never been the cutest, cutest, nigga, nigga Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga Never been the fastest, fastest, fastest, nigga, nigga Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga [Verse 3: P. Blackk] I pick my nose freely, at times I shower weekly P-B is for the kids like O-DB I'm Chief Keef meets Kool Keith and Keith Haring I'm less OG Bobby Johnson more Bobby McFerrin It's the comic book copper Anime watcher, illustrator, animator, rapper, producer, and doctor? I'm like J. Dilla meets the Gorillaz Hella bars meets Hannah Barbera, aye It fell in our laps, when I'm hap I spell in all caps Got me state caps locked I'm telling all facts, get it Leading blacks to the promised land like a black reverand Severly anti-social but leave tracks severed, then desert it Act like it's no concern, back out 'fore I'm observed Extorverted, introvert rap verses How you gonna be flawed but act perfect? How you cool on the web but you wack in person? That's why I [Chorus] Never been the coolest, nigga, nigga Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga Never been the cutest, cutest, nigga, nigga Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga "What if America loved black people like they love black culture?" - Toniesha Renee [Bridge] Here's a story 'bout your life And if you could live it right It's an ordinary day It could all be taken away [Verse 4: P. Blackk] I remember the first time I got called nigga, it was on the bus José thought he was being tough, I snuffed him I was 98 pounds so it didn't budge him but fuck him Been in Ohio for a month see that was my introduction You should know, y'all showed me that being black ain't beautiful I grew to hate summer 'cause I would get darker than usual My brother would call me "chabon," white kids called us Sambo Don't show "Roots" in school, that gives these little goobs they ammo It made me hate my self, see I was stuck trying to fit in Believe it or not growing up I ain't notice that I was different I started denying my black looking at white for acceptance I started to find out what I is and what I isn't See I'm a young black intellect, a king-like silhouette I walk like a man and all I demand is respect See now the kids that might've played me, play me in they decks Without a pause for every cause there is effects Without applause I did it all for kids to rep, they true identity with serenity For all them kids on Monroe, with no Kennedy (Leaders you know?) Just follow these rhythms endlessly The second time I got called nigga It was online by this kid that was in my class, I played it cool 'Cause I ain't want him thinking that I was mad He was smaller, i ain't have the heart to kick someones ass Teachers called me homie, girls touching my hair Fucking thinking it's funny accusing me of whatever was stolen at the house party We seen as criminals early But little do y'all know me and my niggas did nothing to nobody In the afternoons I'd burn my CD, then ride in the city With T-Mac, Spyd, Beezy, and City Keeping busy while minding our busi- Bumping bleezy, that's me but, I digress — we took it easy Early memories of riding round feeling black and proud I made sure they kept the weed at home, but we was bumping loud, get it? Next thing I know City rolls with window down this dude said "Turn the music down" [Skit] Yeah I do remember that I don't think they came at me and T-Mac (Aye turn the music down) Pedro, fear of dogs That didn't happen but — dogophobe (Turn that fucking music down!) Aye hold up, excuse me man, like — what's the problem dude? [Bridge] Here's a story 'bout your life And if you could live it right It's an ordinary day It could all be taken away

[Intro] You know you cannot change the name right? It's P. Blackk that's all...which I love My son's not to be boxed in, I love you just the way you are I know who you are and if somebody's tryna box my son in I will beat they ass [Verse 1: P. Blackk] This goes out to those that choose to use, disrespectful views on individual hues (Wooo!) I'm finna light that ass up Woo! I'm finna light that ass up Settled down for 5 years but I'm never down to settle Fermented my own buzz you pulled strings like Geppetto Hell no, I been throwin blows to devils Grew up in the burbs still a child of the ghetto Hello, P is back like I never left Like Jesus did when he died just to resurrect The only true religion I recognize is the one where we gods in it So bow your head 'cause I get divine with this Fine penmanship, too ill for your censorship I swear that they be droppin' shit I don't be feelin' it Racism still alive they just be concealin' it Racism still alive they just be concealin' it [Hook] It's 'P.' 'B' To the 'L', 'A', 'C' to the 'K' 'K' 'B', to the 'L' 'A' 'C', to the 'K' 'K' 'P.' 'B' To the 'L', 'A', 'C' to the 'K' 'K' 'B', to the 'L' 'A' 'C', to the 'K' 'K' And I'm black ya'll, and I'm black ya'll And I'm black ya'll, and I'm black ya'll And I'm black ya'll, and I'm black ya'll And I'm black ya'll, and I'm black ya'll Cause I'm black ya'll [Verse 2: P. Blackk] Black the origin of mankind Black like the thoughts on my mind Black like what holds up the stars in the sky Black like the side of the moon that don't shine Open your 3rd eye, ayo Black like the Queens and the Kings in Kemet Black like what police see as a threat Nigga they build prisons based on your grades on a test Gimme liberty, gimme death We don't really want it, them same schools be underfunded And you wonder why we end up dead or in jail with nothin' Give us guns, drugs, and debt (Niggas is gettin' paid!) But who's signin' my checks though? That's why I gotta own somethin' gotta invest In myself, and my peoples until we blessed I don't speak to god, I believe we Gods Learn your true history is how we'll beat the odds... [Hook] And I'm black ya'll, and I'm black ya'll And I'm black ya'll, and I'm black ya'll And I'm black ya'll, and I'm black ya'll And I'm black ya'll, and I'm black ya'll Cause I'm black ya'll [Bridge] (Harmonies) [Outro] Hell is what we're living in! I repeat, hell is what we're living in!

[Intro] Ah! Yo your brothers tripping, oh my Ah! I spilled bacon grease on me He's trying to get, the news report, from this guy What's up, Ray-Ray, what's up? And all he wants to do is give shoutouts to people [Chorus] Aye peace and power to my n- going out with a bang Aye can I work a 9 to 5 while (censored) Aye can I keep the same friends while wanting them dead? I wonder if my niggas know that I'm fucked in the head? A young niggas on fire, I do or die Niggas on fire, I do it, do it My niggas on fire, I do or die Niggas on fire, I do it, do it, do it A young niggas on fire, I do or die Niggas on fire, I do it, do it Said my niggas on fire, I do or die Niggas on fire, I do it do it do it [Verse 1] I remember, way back when us sane ass friends Would play video games at cribs and order pizza Now we all trying to get this game of life in order To marry a wife and support but we can't keep up (right) All the homies been (censored) except we I thought it was 'cause we ain't need nothing to set free A homie that I used to respect but now I regret His (censored) obsession with success, sending me threats I don't know how to respond I mean I used to pray for you and your moms but it's time to move on And I'm just hoping that God guide you out of the storm The way you keep my name in your mind is out of the norm Check it, you wrestled, and I rapped Y'all played football, we all ran track and that's that Matter fact, didn't you have a scholarship? You mean to tell me it's my fault that you demolished it? The way my nigga life turned out is, yo (You're in no position to judge my nigga, don't do that) Alright When niggas had meets, I was doing shows When niggas got jobs, I was getting — no Kind of money, I was investing in future dough See there's a couple things I wanted you to know Nigga you changed you the thing out of the usual You the nigga out of all of us that refused to grow You got to live with the decisions you make Your angers displaced and you should be the nigga you hate, yeah Your angers displaced and you should be the nigga you hate [Adlibs] Believe it or not I hope all is well, I loved you like a brother bro But you scaring me [Outro] Catch the vibe uhn (2009) Ladies and gentlemen, allow me, to introduce to you (censored) [2nd Chorus] Don't be afraid to be yourself Don't hide behind the things you do To try and smile can't hurt your heath Don't be afraid to be yourself Just be yourself, just be yourself Just be yourself, just be yourself [Verse 2] Yo yo keep them lights low, I like them lights low I stay in my zone 'cause the world is frightful I can't explain it but, this keep me sane it's like therapy even...

(2006) Uh-huh, let's get to it [Verse 1] I'm extra fast y'all niggas move damn slow I push keys something like a piano You know stay with the ammo Handle business like a Suprano, all with the family Real gangstas get chubby and move to Miami, apparently So I ain't gon' die out, the chain glow like fireflies now Rainbow, shine like a prism, stuntin' all day Roy G Biv got nothing on me Pumping crack and more E than niggas ever seen I'm getting cheddar-green I cooked up a better scheme I got a better team — me, myself, and D

[Intro] Yo, my brothers keeper on my chest I got it tattooed I give my life away for D even if I ain't have to It's as if I had two, lives that is [Chorus] Play me is what you ain't gon' do Aye we in the house, we homeschooled We fam what you need? I got you If you short on dough I'll spot you Who you are is what you gon' be I'm young, black, gifted, and free [Verse 1] Yo My brother D taught me to tie my sneaks My brother D taught me to make better beats when he told me mines was weak My brother D taught me to play ball My nigga D inspired me to draw, this nigga could do it all My nigga D just got his masters y'all And he only speaks his truth so he could only spit the facts to y'all I'm known for hittin' stages, melting faces like they figuerines I look into the crowd and see my nigga D Aye growing up you lowkey wouldn't give me the time of day Now you want to spend time like there's no time to waste So with all this being said I just wanted to take the time to say I love you and thanks for still believing my rhymes could pay See I been stressing so I'm out here on my namaste Meditating to take the blame and weight off my mistakes Like chasing a 9 to 5 because of what my momma say So I won't end up going broke waiting for my break, you know? [Chorus] Play me is what you ain't gon' do Aye we in the house, we homeschooled We fam what you need? I got you If you short on dough I'll spot you Who you are is what you gon' be I'm young, black, gifted, and free [Verse 2] Uh, aye Darius the manchild, he's a grown man now No time to be a kid he was the man of the house Aye yo this nigga hated fish, but we had cans of tuna Ran out of that after school, we'd grab ice and chew it To escape reality I'd stay up in my room To write rhymes and live vicariously through cartoons Momma had poison in her breasts and her womb My nigga D was in the kitchen fixing her some food (true) Playing Beethoven and Bach, to get the mental pain to stop My mom was going through a lot I'm sending prayers up to god With no answer, (nope) she beat cancer (yep) Meanwhile I'm mad at her now I want to be a freelancer (this is now about you, you making it about you) When did I turn into this entitled suburban kid? Where I feel like a deserve but I ain't really work to earn this shit? My brother always clowned my looks so I'm insecure as shit But in a way it's kept me grounded I don't know what perfect is I stabbed this nigga when he told me I won't do shit (Well) He kicked me out when I told him I ain't like his chick (Well) We fought it out, we'd go body no busted lips But if touch my brother I'll fucking rush you shit, so play me [Chorus] Play me is what you ain't gon' do Aye we in the house, we homeschooled We fam what you need? I got you If you short on dough I'll spot you Who you are is what you gon' be I'm young, black, gifted, and free (Outro) I get that, I get how long P, I get that But nigga you were a child then, you were a child experimenting with his talent You're 25, at the core of talent- at the peak- you know what I'm saying? Think about athletes, a running back is not- his greatest self until he's 28 An athelete, not their greatest self until they're mid-20s, early-30s Nigga, you're, you're going to the league now You been practicing like nigga- you're here You're here

[Intro] (Zyah Belle scatting) [Verse 1: P. Blackk] Yo, to keep it funky rapping drained my spirits I was just a young king doing his thing with lyrics That's back when I had dreams of gold chains and leer jets See I been away from home y'all I was supposed to be on y'all But now I'm grown y'all, trying to find my zone aye I been all alone in my room and I'm penning poems aye I prefer my own ask my bro that's just how I roll, yo This shit sound good on records but it really put a toll On friendships turn old, niggas thinking I turned cold But I, really turned up to build a kingdom for my throne But now I hope to reap all of which I've sewn And maybe I'll continue to grow, but [Chorus: P. Blackk & Zyah Belle] I hope all is well (I hope, I hope) I hope all is well (I hope, I hope, I hope, all) Mmm, yeah, I hope all is well (I hope all is well) Thank you for your time (I hope, I hope, oh) Yo I hope all is well, uh (I hope all is well) I hope all is well Mm, I hope- [Verse 2] To keep it funky I feel like I'm finished I've grown to be too concerned with my name and image I feel like I been chasing fame over friendship My vanity over family, but I could feel it I'm right there, but something don't feel right here All these years trying to chase a buzz like light- that was wack Now a nigga trying to know what love like, yo I had love, but ain't know how to love right, so I'm living for myself 'cause I need me to grow All I'm telling y'all is what I need y'all to know Drowning in deep thought 6 feet deep below That's where I bury my thoughts, I lash out when I'm pissed off But trust I made improvements But a lot of me needs fixing Musics been my religion that's beaten me to submission Ups and downs constant waves of depression so listen Sometimes you got to end it, to find a new beginning [Audio: Jazzy Jeff] One of the things that drives me absolutely crazy is when I know someone who's extremely talented and they're not doing anything with their talent Because their spirit is broken And you have to get away from what broke your spirit Everybody's spirit is broken I'm gonna ask you to spit a rhyme and he said "I don't do that anymore" "What? Why?" And he started going through this long list "You know well this happened to me, and this person burnt me, and I never got paid from this and this, and-and such and such happened and this" And I was just sitting there and I stopped him And I said, "But what did the music do to you? What did the music do wrong?" And he looked at me And I said, "It's funny how you quit the thing that you love that did absolutely nothing wrong to you. Get away from all of the people that did you wrong. But, don't quit the music"

[Intro] Follow your dreams, follow your heart I do OK Check it out y'all, ch-check it Ch-check it out y'all, check it out y'all Check it out y'all, check it o- Ch-ch-check it out y'all, check it y'all ch-ch-ch-check-check [Chorus] What? Uh, and it's my destiny y'all I gave it my all nothing left of me y'all I'm protecting the rest of me, rest of me Can't nobody fuck up your destiny dog Everything's gon' be alright (say it with me now) Everything's gon' be alright [Verse 1] What? Uh, I ain't been back in the city Turned my back on the city, naw I put the city on my back And I'm really back and it's litty And I only been spitting facts So niggas actually feel these raps (Woo!) I know I rap and I'm illy Yeah-yeah they rap but they actually really wack Turn that shit down, in fact make no sound (Shut up) Don't give me daps, I don't want no pounds Don't need fake love, I don't wear no crowns Some niggas only feel up if you feeling down All facts know we finna make it It's been a minute I'm just sick of waiting Gotta breathe need some ventilation Go ahead put this in rotation You never know it might heal the nation That's a reach, well sheesh At least me'cause I feel amazing Glassc!ty fuck with me aye [Chorus] What? Uh, and it's my destiny y'all I gave it my all nothing left of me y'all I'm protecting the rest of me, rest of me Can't nobody fuck up your destiny dog Everything's gon' be alright (say it with me now) Everything's gon' be alright [Verse 2] Nah-nah-nah, now there's some things that I- I want to tell you You-you-you might've failed but ain't a failure Don't let the boogie man scare ya You was born around thugs, drugs, and drug paraphenalia Y'all don't know my struggle (No) You can't match my hustle (No) You can't catch my hustle (No) You can't fathom my love, woo A nigga might reach out and hug you For no reason, spread love and fight demons Give the people something real to believe in I ain't even begun When you look up in the sky and you see you the sun That's why I'm out here chasing dreams 'cause I'm dumb (dummy) Damn I still believe it'll come And what helps is maintaining peace within one's self, done Inhale [Chorus] I gave it my all nothing left of me y'all I'm protecting the rest of me, rest of me Can't nobody fuck up your destiny dog Everything's gon' be alright (say it with me now) Everything's gon' be alright Alright (Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright) Alright

OK, find a seating position that's comfortable and stable Point your focus inward Take this time to notice how you're feeling Any tension on your body, any tightness, or discomfort, let it go Breathe in and allow your mind to open any tension you feel Exhale to soften it One more time, breathe in, and breathe out Take notice of what you feel right now Are there any events that happened throughout the day that- Cross your mind? Take notice of what you're feeling and how it's effecting your body Stress can show up as tension in your shoulders As tightness in your back, just think about where that tension is showing up in your body As you exhale, allow that tension to blow away as well It's OK to let your mind wander Just take note of that and allow your breath to guide you, to the present Take note of the natural rhythm of your breath Stress and anxiety disrupt that natural rhythm Where do you feel your breath the most? Is it in your throat as you exhale? Your chest as you inhale Maybe your nose while exhaling Bring that attention to that part of your body while breathing And take this time to just be aware that you're breathing Present in every inhale, and exhale Focus on your breath It'll allow you to tune out, all noise Feel free to restart this album