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Spaced Out
00:57
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2. |
This Moment
02:39
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"This Moment"
Verse 1:
On a quest for the best out of life got me thinking
bout time used to drag now it's over in a blink and
tends to go faster as I age weakest link in
the chain look again hard to see the distinction
gotta stay focused
in a world of distractions you might not notice
what's important what's fortune? the answer will change
depending who you ask but the question remains
ingrained in my brain seeking spiritual planes
when I strain to obtain friends support like a cane
so the same, I give help when it's needed
warning heeded reading how the planet is depleted
can't leave it untreated we gotta start locally
openly handle your business with diplomacy
and hopefully optimism spreads like a virus
to fuel the burning flame that's burning deep inside us
Hook:
(Common) I appreciate this moment in time
(Q-Tip) because I'm positive it seems the negative died
Verse 2:
a fan of fair weather far from a fair weather friend
think hard ask yourself what matters in the end
eyes open binds broken my turn to move ahead
put the omen that I dreamt in the words that I pen
for a moment just pretend no negativity
exists just a wish I picture mega vividly
it's the epitome
some need a revelation or should I say epiphany
to see the true meaning just lead with no direction
step back so you can see the big picture for a second
kindness is ageless
it never gets old and a smile is contagious
the day just gets better got me thinking if ever
down just remember that I found this treasure
like a feather in the breeze don't know where I'll be going
but I'm watering the seeds so I know that I'll be growing
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3. |
Record Store Rat
02:58
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"Record Store Rat"
Verse 1:
at least once a week this was me no excuse made
stopping at the record shop every single Tuesday
I try to stay patient steady waiting as the clock ticks
at school start to drool salivating for the hot shit
the latest new album, can't wait to hear it
always check the liner notes for production and lyrics
who engineered, it's all mentioned here
I'm in love with the music making my intentions clear
skipping lunch daily to help save some cheddar
cuz hunger's temporary but music is forever
soon as the bell rings I'm looking for a ride
walking through the parking lot, I'm too young to drive
somebody heading south who I know will do a favor
no concern with getting back that's a problem for later
got a plan like in football when they huddle for a play
cuz in the record shop all my troubles go away
Hook:
(Opio) at your record store
is where you'll prolly find me
the feeling when I cop a new album it reminds me of
(AG) digging in the crates
like Show and AG
years before I learned how to flow and make beats
(Bootie Brown) at the record store
is where you'll prolly find me
the feeling when I cop a new album it reminds me of
(Lord Finesse) digging in the crates
like Lord Finesse cuz music's one thing that makes the world connect
Verse 2:
I guess by now you be on to my game
so much time shopping records know the clerks by name
we'd rate our favorite albums all tens or at least eights
they gave me free promos and the scoop on release dates
for Pete's sake, it's really kinda funny
truth is I spent more time there than money
often broke and can't decide which one to take
then my homie buys the other and we dub some tapes
he got 36 Chambers, I copped Midnight Marauders
back in the day when streams meant water
only pick up radio if in a city or your near it
so help from a friend could be the only way to hear it
now things are different, heads flip it like a quarter
I don't know some say attention span is shorter
want a physical copy? place a digital order
still I feel nostalgia when I'm in a brick and mortar
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4. |
Nod Your Head
02:49
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"Nod Your Head"
Hook:
Nod your head to this while the beat bump
Nod your head to this while you fist pump
Nod your head to this while your feet stomp
Nod your head to this why stay calm?
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5. |
ABC's
01:44
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6. |
Clownin' Around
03:04
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"Clownin' Around"
Hook:
(Redman) and be like did you see that? ahh yes
(Nas) ahh made you look
(Rakim) waiting for the punchline, rimshot
(Dave Chappelle) jokes and jokes and jokes and jokes
(Tajai) laughing and buggin'
(Dave Chappelle) hahahaha
Verse 1:
Haze I'm busting out like a pair of big tatas
joke bars I love em if you with me say haha
ganja keep me higher than lake titicaca
once split a bag of chips with Erik Estrada
chewing rappers like fruit stripe gum
though at times it feels like a true snipe hunt
all these clowns with demos shot calling is their M.O.
only time they calling shots is shotgun in a limo
tired of gimmicky shit
persnickety I take em out lickety split
typically see I don't make time for pipsqueaks
just get Nick Swardson to tell em that their shit's weak
this time I'm teaching lessons
they never been on the block like star sixty seven
frontin gangsta on the mic but really just pitiful
if they stole Viagra wouldn't be a hardened criminal
Hook:
(Redman) and be like did you see that? ahh yes
(Nas) ahh made you look
(Rakim) waiting for the punchline, rimshot
(Dave Chappelle) jokes and jokes and jokes and jokes
(Tajai) laughing and buggin'
(Dave Chappelle) hahahaha
Verse 2:
rather be an ostracized human than a human sized ostrich
I'm not rich but I'm building like a Bostitch
aiming for the top fifth the mic's what I empower
rocket clean cuz I bathe taking meteor showers
wack emcees just awkward spitting crappy raps
like playing hacky sack in snow shoes and khaki slacks
striped shirt tacky hat tie with a snapping clasp
while I'm underground like the gopher in Caddyshack
a rebel til I'm old and tiny
when I'm ninety one play a game for ages nine to ninety
shoutout to the D's, not deez nuts
I'm talking Vitamin, Kool Mo, Heavy and Chuck
real OG's, not these repeating damn parrots
I see through em like their mom had a sex change, transparent
represent fire, not a Sagittarius
who's behind the scenes pulling strings like Stradivarius
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7. |
Life's Soundtrack
02:42
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"Life's Soundtrack"
Verse 1:
Seven pounds eleven ounces twenty one inches
born with luck on my side gonna ride til it switches
I'm driven, scratching vinyl cuz it itches
wear loose fitting clothes not too big for my britches
used to pull my shoe laces out like Ray Finkle
never sleep on the job like Rip Van Winkle
bigger adventures than PeeWee Herman
but still I stay grounded like the kiwi bird and
do my best to avoid the rigamarole
Simpsons I'd watch for Ralph Wiggum and Moe
can't help but nod my head to the rhythm and flow
gonna keep loving music til I'm withered and old
scribbling gold? well the value of my bars
can't be measured it's the threshold of a distant star
now I'm getting more electric like motors in cars
and always persevere with spirit like rovers on mars
Hook:
from here and there, around the world and back
from a car in traffic or a party that's packed
from me to you take the gift and unwrap
from birth to death our life's soundtrack, it's music
Verse 2:
first at the record store the day a new tape dropped
always had the boombox jammin at the skate spot
like Muska, hoping girls may watch
cutting through alleys and backyards to shake cops
a great plot, life on the edge of my seat
crucial are the lyrics that I said on the beat
all the things that I start I intend to complete
don't just muscle through learn to use a technique
any endeavor put in effort not the type to break terms
and never drag my ass like a dog with tape worms
I'm animated old school cool like Betty Boop or
Fritz never quit chasing dreams like Freddy Krueger
ready sooner than later if you talking bout some music
you can click, press play or put the needle in the groove and
turn it up loud so they can hear in other galaxies
emphasize italics see, shining like metallic, peace
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8. |
Name Tags
00:58
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9. |
Continue The Journey
03:22
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"Continue The Journey"
Hook:
you can't please everyone all the time
accept it and just move on with mines
continue the journey leave the hate behind
and appreciate the value in the great you find
Verse 1:
embrace the truth if the shoe fits
these days a lone wolf, canis lupus
strayed from the pack but still stay in touch
keep an eye out for fam, coming through in the clutch
think I might of held a grudge but I know I hold it down
roll solo on the whole though I love to come around
a solitary road I walk Ogami Itto
but I'm looking Miles Ahead instead like Don Cheadle
no bridge burning
just retire in the mountains live my days as a hermit
take a thought from my mind find the best way to word it
who doesn't love a gift but it's different if you earn it
try to mind my own business
appreciate when homies reach out and show an interest
hit up Hazey and you can count on hearing back from him
my word, this is what I stand for like an acronym
Verse 2:
read the message in the leaves
interpret what we can or try our best to perceive
breath deep, exhale, it's how I stay collected
reclusive in my ways fam know it and respect it
could say solo like Han but that's low hanging fruit
maybe solo like the cup? that's low ranking too
not solo all the time got homies who be true
my gang is like Khan when I'm rolling with the crew
take pleasure in the little things
cherish every moment I'm never thumb twiddling
health is so important avoid hospital wings
think positive and see the changes it'll bring
don't dwell and keep my head low
make moves at night silent with an infrared glow
when climbing a mountain push forward don't bend, know
the closer to the top the harder the wind blows
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10. |
Watch Your Back
03:23
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"Watch Your Back"
Verse 1:
tired of violence in the headlines how can we prevent crime,
stomaching the truth? guess I don't have the enzymes
some said I'm just starving for attention
they confused they not used to an artist with intention,
since we started this ascension won't stop til we make a difference
taking great precision shape decisions through our brain and witness,
wait and listen, proceed with caution
information has value and it leaks like faucets
out to breach ya forces, snakes in the grass,
don't let your guard down cuz they waiting to attack,
there's more to life than just making some cash
solving problems since a toddler we were raised to adapt
ingrained from the past, now in the present day
lessons pay handsomely like ransom for a treasure, sway
opinion with minimum results there's a second way,
I write my thoughts into this message let the record play
Hook:
watch your back cuz it's after dark
the way some play it cool but in fact are narcs
watch your front cuz they lie to your face
out to make the papes with no time to waste
Verse 2:
too many are corrupt trying to get another buck
insincerity lies excuses coverups
don't defend what they do just cuz they make paper see
some do anything to fill up banks like James Avery
unsavory, can't see the big picture
sure money is important but something makes you richer
building bridges with precision seeing what you can reach
no rush know trust is a two way street
who you chill with toke and pass raising up an open flask
loyalty cuz so many try to hold you back
they banned plastic bags but too late cuz the globe is trashed
now sidewalks are strewn with used covid masks
I'm hoping that we can find leaders
who will pick up the trash like pants at dry cleaners
you see the truth we can't avoid
gotta keep my wit sharp to be sure you get the point
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11. |
Ya Herd
03:01
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"Ya Herd"
Hook:
(Apathy) sick of simplifying for you simple minded simple Simons
(Brother Ali) I ain't dumb it down you gonna have to smarten up
(R.A. the Rugged Man) I make records for the shepherds and not for the sheep
(tonedeff) cuz sheep think everyone is the GOAT, ya herd
Verse 1:
flowing like an I.V. always bring it on the tracks
climbing walls like ivy I be clinging to the cracks
spinning wax and rhyming time's is often brutal
eating bags of ramen I'm not off my noodle
check the method lessons I taught swords skills to Lion-O
like a meth head only I'm addicted to vinyl
final frontier with my peers the next level
so don't front here or get pierced by red devil
pitchfork in this form my wicked tongue black zetsu
gift horse they try to look in my mouth course they yet to
no bull in the pasture
I'm poised son, poison clouds the noblest gesture
don't fight against the current see you never gonna beat it
what some like about the currency can end in something greedy
write graffiti nice in 3D, nights I'm sleepless
how I do it on the mic magicians never tell their secrets
Verse 2:
bout to get deep like shellfish or a sea anemone
a yo I'm not selfish, when I see an enemy
I never let my guard down, trusting my instincts
every letter that I jot down's combusting my pen's ink
smoking rappers like tobacco
whole crews, it's the news get the scoop just like a backhoe
stay classic, roll with a comb and book of matches
forty fives blasting that's vinyl not ratchets
play in traffic laughing I send cars to the mechanics
spinning vinyl on a pottery wheel like it's ceramics
molding music dynamics, check your reflexes
at speed you can't detect like when light's reflected
so unless you're senile see now a distant image
never ending is infinite it isn't finished
I just peer amidst spit lyrics with a fearlessness and hunger
on point like the pyramids my spirit is a monster
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12. |
Cloud Hands
02:07
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13. |
What I Do
02:43
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"What I Do"
Verse 1:
kaleidoscope raps heavy duty like Spinal Tap
vinyl I design rhymes with a spirograph
vitals crash when they don't bring it live like they used to
a man of many hats but not a trap rap producer
bumper sticker reads I will break for music
driving through it they hear it but don't know how to use it
excuses, really got no clue
feeling super saying rhymes on the mic like Goku
so true, to scratch that itch became a DJ
learn to use your third eye like Tien or Hiei
it's not great just cuz you heard hands clapping
many can't forge a path so they jump the bandwagon
soul searching blowing clouds from Ashley's Roachclip
keep my courage clenched in a tightly closed fist
racing time but I find it's got me stressing out
I give the runner up a clock to make every second count
Hook:
(Hakim of Channel Live)
Don't mean to be blunt but don't front
I'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want
Verse 2:
I'm crepuscular, borderline nocturnal
not normal don't care about a clock I got journals
full of lines and rhymes the butter hot like popped kernels
of corn, born to swing swords and hop hurdles
meditate in crop circles, hanging from chandeliers
packing extra ammo I pull lyrics from a bandoleer
some see me smiling and don't think that I am sincere
in comparison the pale like an amber beer,
only travel through a bi-frost
it's faster, plus you know, fuel and it's high cost
rocking like Asgard in Thor Love and Thunder, yo
it's Hazey Eightytwo, one half of WonderFlow
could find me sitting back with a sack of bomb heady
dig a sample the flip it with style like Tom Penny
here to bring the funk like a moldy block of cheese
til you're feeling just right like Goldilocks asleep
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14. |
Paint a Portrait
03:03
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"Paint a Portrait"
Verse 1:
I paint a portrait of a world my words are graphics that you witness
but are only just a fraction see in fact the more you listen
through the static til you reach a place to thrash your inhibitions,
where phonographic needles sew the fabric of existence,
and music notes are lamp posts to guide you thru the dark
on your journey always learning though sometimes you need a spark
ideas formulate brainstorming on important ways
to navigate the path we take the game of life we're born to play
some soar astray, some move as the crow flies
and jettison the hesitant they evident with closed eyes
are whole lives we build wisdom understanding
of a world that's so complex, and evermore enchanting
granted every person has at one time been stressed
a flat tire or a bump on the road to success
no regrets, just take it in stride
cuz if we learn from our mistakes we never wasted our time
Hook:
(Main Flow) I'm all seeing like the eye on the dollar bill
(O.C.) words are powerful
(Main Flow) know how a scholar feel
(One Be Lo) I reach for the top and be the first to leave orbit
(Nas) hit the earth like a comet
(One Be Lo) I'm here to paint a portrait
Verse 2:
they say I dig myself deeper with every scoop of earth
but so focused on the hole they didn't see the pile of dirt
try and bury the hatchet, at times feeling cursed
pulling someone out the fire sometimes you gotta get burnt
seek to learn something new everyday and remember
to the mind that is still, the universe surrenders
life is often intense like you got a love for camping
replace fear with knowledge get a greater understanding
there's never been a light that didn't cast a shadow
yin and yang entwined in an endless battle
I'm the type to flow with feng shui on the microphone
mind body and spirit when interwoven like to grow
nice to know, live with consequences
gotta act we are more than just the sum of our intentions
and with each choice we make it's a step down the path
echos beneath our feet form the footprints of the past
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WonderFlow
WonderFlow is Keen & Hazey82. Two hip hop heads who strive to influence the art in a positive way, focusing on lyrical content and knowledge, combined with smooth production. Our goal is to be true to ourselves and help elevate hip hop to the next level. We make music for fun and for the love of the art. The best way you can support us is to enjoy our music and share it with others. Peace ... more
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