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Fed Up
03:35
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(Guilty Pleasure)
I feel eternal there's sunshine in my mind
Feel this beat with REAΣON all I needed was relief to find peace
In the scheme of things, life plans and wedding rings
and the planets will align so I can rhyme with goons in mind
(we're mathematical)
I think I'll take a second, I don't mind if you've got time
I'm spittin this shit for kicks and digits, for producers chicks and fine dimes
Jester I'm a joke I look inside of me and choke
I get a stiff drink and hit the books
So holler nope don't gives a foak
I think I'll take a second
I said I think I'll take a second
off the record set it straight, wipe the red of from the ledger
I'm a joker I'm Heath Ledger, I'm a liar for your pleasure
if you ask me how I'm doin I'll just tell ya never better
I'll be honest I hate music, hate the hoop and jumpin through it
Hate the game and stickin to it, hate the talent when I lose it
And I lost it fuck the cost, fuck the change in me I thought would bring my life into the spotlight drag me up into the high life
So here we are we haven't made it very far
Nobody really knows who we are no bottles and no caviar
(Hannibal)
But we're two years in
There's a million other indie rappers who hears them?
And I get inspired by Tech N9ne and Eminem
Cuz I got that Tech N9ne mind, but that Eminem skin
And I scream to the void, "just please hear my voice!"
Gotta turn it up louder, gotta make some more noise
and it's almost like I gotta have a super power
Just to move through hoops that they put up in outer
Space so I say le-let-let's get higher
Cuz they s-s-say that green inspires
And I keep t-t-tryin, but I find my mind only crowded by clouds til it's practically blind
But I'm a daredevil, gonna push on
And my care level, yeah it's Vulcan
Call me terrible, I'll say you're not wrong
like I said, Imma push on til my cash long
And you can hate on me for doin what I do
And I won't say a damn thing, cuz I don't need to
(Guilty Pleasure)
Thr-Thr-Thriller I can't shake this
Feelin like I'm Neo in the Matrix
Wake and bake to steak so rare I ate in moderation
Yeah I hate the common place I'm in
I supplement with green and gin
fame is in the mansion I'm outside just let me in
It's like I traveled up the mountain pass, trained with monks many years to beat some ass
but now I died in D&D I got no level raise of class
In fact I serve no earthly purpose
In fact I'm really worse than worthless
I'm a fuckin tax collector who charges for their service
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IMAP
02:27
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I made a plan come together
(Guilty Pleasure)
Yeah I attack with mathematic accuracy
I spit true facts and I do it with tact
I accrue my stacks, I just got news back
They call me Richie Rich cuz my jewels aint lackin
If burnin cash is a sin I've committed a crime
Call these bills crisp cuz they've been deep fried
G-U to the I to the L-T-Y
Pleasure, never better I'm the shit here's why
I made a plan come together
(Hannibal)
I made a plan come together (ha-ha!)
So call me Hannibal
Animalistic tendencies (a beast) but I'm standin tall
Haters call me damnable, I guess it's understandable
Self inflicted ethanol got my head swimmin - Cannonball!
and I knock your house down cuz I'm big and bad
spittin mad this and that
kickin ass, tip my hat
Respectfully I bested thee, with my special recipe
Vessel of necessity I guess it's me and TSP
yeah
I made a plan come together with impeccable strategy
Tactician magnificent, make 'em all fall like gravity
I go balls to the wall but I swear I try to act casually
The backtrack I attack that with passionate rationality
I-I-I-It's Guilty and Hannibal controllin your thoughts
I'll make you reconsider every single thing you were taught
I'm talkin logic like a robot, or officer Spock
you call me a god and I won't tell you I'm not
I made a plan come together
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Amalgam
01:34
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(Guilty Pleasure)
I-I-I I ain't playin I'm just sayin
I'm the wicked witch I switch it quick into a Super Saiyan
I fit to spit up lickity split a couple sips of gin
tip the switch I make the trip to liquor I give in
Floatin high like I'm the green goblin head is bobbin to the beat
wobblin heat like I'm in the street gettin beat mercilessly by
Batman and Robin
Guilty Pleasuuuurrre
Crankin Def Leppard it's a throwback
Shepherd Firefly they gonna have to bring the show back
I'm every last little thing that your man lacks
got the flow so dope that you could pump it on an 8-track
Alton Brown I'm a chef with the two step
never have to sleep cuz I never rest
Pleasure on the set, callin bets getting girls wet
whole sets call me a king like Imhotep
Malevolent, cold and intelligent
spent 3 weeks picking herbs just because I like the smell of it
Don't need no record deal, rap just for the hell of it
Hate modern music, just a fantasy they're selling
I ain't buyin...
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4. |
Galaxy Pants
03:03
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Guilty
REAΣON
(Guilty Pleasure)
I see across the galaxy I see into infinity
I win at everything and you will never get the best of me
you see I'm drunk off Hennessy I can't see what's in front of me
I beat my meat and sleep and then I wake up and repeat-peat-peat
I only use what's left of me the universe is testing me
I spend a lot of money so the stress won't get to me
Is it Pleasure if it's Guilty, Guilty if it's Pleasure
Never been better bitch, never say never
measure my dick out to take at your leisure
call me Mr. Owl lick the tip to get the center
(REAΣON)
Yeah my center's what I'm tryin to find, meditate on it
and you aint seen this kind of mind cuz they aint got it
and we be mackin on the mic, stating what's honest
REAΣON on the back beat, you hate I say "Stop it"
I make the rules like law and order
every night I smoke a quarter
tell me who you're fallin for
there's more than one say "All aboard"
(Guilty)
All aboard the pineapple express first class say "Hell yes"
Live with no regret, bet you won't forget
opposite brunettes drippin sweat off set
with 5 wet Jeanettes obsessed with sextets
(REAΣON)
Tete-a-tete with this head is no contest
Bringin a new meaning to a double entendre
People thinking REAΣON is pleasin with no conscience
but we be Guilty of filling the top spot bitch
Now watch this
(Guilty Pleasure)
I'm a guardian of the galaxy I'm spaced out
Trapped in a cage and I'm looking for a way out
Rags to riches Charles Dickens in my thoughts
you know I'm pretty well read but I'm poorly taught
pretty well fed but the food's store bought
fire in my eyes and the flame is hot
complain about the main like it's all I got
just line that shit up and I'll take my shot
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Brainspace
02:33
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(Guilty Pleasure)
I am not a man immortal I'm from outer space
I have come to shape the fabric of the human state
irate I state the nomenclature
was it nurture, was it nature
only God can know but I can still discern my fate
I'm ready, player one, I'm pimped out strapped up son
take the world by storm with two fists and a laser gun
look into my eyes and you will see cold metal
look into my soul and you will see old riddles (enigma)
What's my life worth? Am I man or machine?
If I was wrought from iron can I still have dreams?
If I haven't been born, am I a living being?
What can be considered truth when nothing's as it seems?
These thoughts are buzzin round my head like bees at light speed
I need some answers to these questions dirt cheap like dirty deeds
read between the lines guess verses why I don't stop to disagree
I'm cut from finer cloth a silky swath call me a purer breed
(REAΣON)
Brainspace invaders
stay away from all the haters
reconfiguring the status of the society that made us
and as the words seep in and your men-mentality changes
know that Something is the one that has completely overtaken your -x2
Brainspace (sound the alarm!)
(Hannibal)
You're clouding up my brainspace
negativity from those brainwaves
I'm monopoly with my brain games
and you're probably saying the same things
that you've always said so don't hate
cuz I'm getting big and you ain't
my brainspace is massive like an ocean next to a lake
So take the mistakes of the way you create to explain all the days that you land on your face cuz I'm taking the place of the greats while you're posting to Facebook the REAΣON that you can't make it
and I ain't fake I'm just fucked up
and I've been that way since I was young
but if being fucked up means that I've got all of this brainspace then that's what's up
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6. |
Six Feet Under
02:40
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(Chorus)
We came to put em all six feet under
We came to put em all six feet under x 2
(Guilty Pleasure)
I'm getting drunk off Moscato, high off the vibe
Walk the line, I got cash like Johnny, dollar signs in my eyes
you want me it's no lie it's no crime
you a fine dime mac 10 locked in my sights
I'll be gunnin for that pussy like it's hunting season
I'm the reason that your woman ain't pleased I'm a demon
I have seen into the veil if you can gleam my meaning
I have sinned and I don't need redeeming
Just a little bit cocky, stacked like rocky
feeling myself but that other hand down my nutsack's not me
got the moves like Rock Lee
that IQ like Spock, B
hit that green crack drop dead like a zombie
(chorus)
They ain't never keep me tame, high like octane it's a shame
you got blood coming out your nose cuz I'm fuckin with your brain
TSP you know the name, bitches hate it's all the same
getting wasted in my basement call me Smaug I'm spitting flames
TSP we got the wit, TSP we're feeling hungry and we swallow it
we never borrow it, saying shit like we believe we see the path and then we follow it
we're at the bottom now but pretty soon we'll be on top of it
(chorus)
On a quest dressed for success best call me Frodo
Magic on the mic like you don't even know though
I'm greedy and I'm loud just call me Presbyterian
Hit so much green I became vegetarian
On that next level while you remain plebeian
Tear that ass up like Conan the Barbarian
Leave you on the ground like a mound of old carrion
If knowledge is power I'm a fucking librarian
(Chorus) x 2
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Lamentations
02:32
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(Guilty Pleasure)
I'm more outspoken than most, I was born a ghost
spent the last two years grabbing coattails
hit the rails but I didn't fall off the wagon
hard to say bye like an old friend passin
Whisky is my mate make me feel safe, love hate
turn a blind eye to my mistakes
Now I wait for the day when I brake no rest
got a text from my girl say she two weeks late
Got no money ain't it funny how life is
like you born an MC you don't know where the mic is
like you born a rebel you don't know where the strike is
cut your own head off to put it where the pike is
Now I got lamentations, I got a strong urge to avoid confrontation
I just spit this trash to rationalize contemplation
The haves and have-nots, modern day segregation
They say waste not, want not til you hit the jackpot
Big heights, spotlights a long way from my life
Jacob's ladder climbing up to the top
where my daddy used to preach, used to speak in tongues
He'd say "Fire and Brimstone (fire and brimstone) will wait for you!"
...
"My flow so dope
my dick so big, you'd think she'd choke
I got good foes and I got good smoke
It's Guilty Pleasure and he's here to elope"
Yeah it's G to the P and I'm stressin, yeah
If you've got an itchy trigger finger shoot me I'm the messenger
Lie in rhymes say I'm fine, I think I need a rescuer
standing at the precipice, it's scary at the edge and I
feel like I'm lost in the spaces of my mind
feel like a penny with two faces on the sides
different sounds, different times, different people, different lives
knowing that they'll both collide
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Sideways
02:36
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(Guilty Pleasure)
Comin at you
10 am on a Saturday mornin, rappin been up since 4 and I got one
foot out the door cuz I ain't gotta work no more
Feelin high like the top floor
(Weekend!)
You know I got mad respect for the paycheck
you know I keep my homies in the main deck, ain't tryin to flex
you're fuckin with the best, chess master
hit the express way, Biggie on blaster
cruise to the tunes rude crews on my jewels, hit the loud get looney like toons
these are the days, Blue Moon with my goons
croon cuz my flow gets hot like Dune
yeah
make the girls swoon
(make the girls swoon)
Day drinking til I get sideways vision
Chillin with the boys, relaxin bullshittin
Sittin on the curb tryin to get heard
small time rapper in a big world
(Chorus)
Aaaaah say yes
(Day drinking til I get sideways vision
Chillin with the boys, relaxin bullshittin)
Aaaaah say yes
(Sittin on the curb tryin to get heard
small time rapper in a big world)
(Hannibal)
Yep, and we get high to these beats
TSP reach the peak of our species
you know we keep it real and take it easy
smoke so much that we wheeze when we breathe
and I ain't cool but I'm chill
stress less best bet's cuz I eat my fill, cuz I speak my will
cuz my beats're ill
cuz I keep her kneading me repeatedly like bread til I spill
Now I hitcha with the switch up ain't no mix up
Hannibal'll getcha slicka with the flick of the tongue
getcha to cum and this is the one
I beat it like a drum, bum bum diddy bum
Intelligence selling it a mental elephant
I'm telling it with swell relevant elegance
I'm so Bellatrix LeStraange
(and spellin it)
They tell me it's impossible and so I say it ain't!
(Chorus)x2
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REAΣON Sarasota, Florida
Producer/MC for The Something Something Project. Electronic/hip-hop band from Sarasota, FL trying to make it big by sounding good.
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