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1/22/92
The birth of a legend
Wordsmithing his profession
Words inspire like the Reverend
Don't carry guns
But my friends hold weapons
Friends from a life that had cops checking
Worried might get that call from Mom's any second
Lying tho my eyes all red when I stepped in
Cleaned up a bit now
I swear I was a mess then
Know plenty girls that wish they never met him
Know more women that never will they let him
Go
On they heart I got a hold
Guess my swag sick
So the girlies caught a cold
Wit no ice on
Boy my game on froze
Stay so high that they just can't get over me
My dreams worth more than a chain and a rover see
Attaining my goals will put me in that
Rover seat
Grinds alot harder
But the Faith's all over me
Faith is believing
Grind towards achieving
Work as a team we can all live dreaming
Put feelings aside
Work in agreement
A couple youngins putting in work and I see it
You can pray all you want gotta grind to attain
Maybe Gods real or a figment of the brain
Mental attacks evoke thoughts in the brain
But you can’t see that
All you think is gain
Tearing up my artform
By the seams and the frame
So ya nigguh BACK
With a spine full of flame
To attack those that rhyme reppin for the lames
I’m tryna do it all take over every lane
So I spit dope like a bird full of cane
Imma
Menace to society
They’d rather me sell drugs than talk about propriety
Y’all green getting thinner
Stop the herbal dieting
92 Til’ illuminati quiet him
Yea
92 Tiul’ Illuminati quiet him
Bridge:
92 for now and for ever
They ask when imma stop and I simply reply never
I simply reply never
92 Til forever
92 for now and for ever
They ask when imma stop and I simply reply never
I simply reply never
92 Til forever
Verse 2:
I’m on my knees
Praying pleading to God
I need the strength to
Stay and defeat the odds
Old Navy’s coo
But fuck a 9 to 5 job
8.50 ain’t scratch
Slob on my knob
I need canary yellow diamond
Corn on the cob
So this music shit gotta work
Nigguh thats my job
Life is a test that no man can study for
But if you stay conscious then you can level the playing floor
But if not
You unlock gates to hells doors
I’m steady meditating
With thoughts of wanting more
Than any artist before
Only time will tell
How far I soar
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Just tryna make music
My momma would listen to
Don’t focus on dissin dudes
I know we been distant boo
But
I love you
And I can’t lie I been missing you
It’s song things I said I wish I could take back
But they
Got us here so fuck that let’s chill
I know you hate my weed smoke but lets
Build
Build on 120
Learned a lot on my own
You can’t take that from me
You
Kicked me out
Should I not be bitter?
Should I glorify your name
With flashing lights and glitter?
The bible says don’t bring your child to wrath
I was just tryna flow
Like water into a bath
Now bask in the ambience
I’m grateful for this path
Saw lies in christianity
Bet the church be banning me
Lost
Obannons G
Lost in the vanity
Lost in the world
Brought a couple Twitter fans with me
They just follow and dance for me
Women swallow enhancing me
Ma I got plans to be
The motherfucking man
Got damn
Raw making me
More real than I was
I’m still true to myself
Ma your sons not a thug
But whoever need work
Know I got it or I got the plug
You got no power source
You just gassed for your buzz
Recently been humbled
By chillin with my cuz
Never thought he would be shit
Ballin and he got his own whip
I’m looking around
Ion really got shit
A bitch
A dick
Some weed
To twist
But I bet I roll up
And forget all this
92 Til
It’s diamonds in my grill
Thats a metaphor
Young I need a meal
Then I need a Mill
Then I need Amil
Yea that bitch from the Roc
Nigguhs abusing Hip Hop
When will the shit stop?
When we quit buying they bullshit
How you popping Rose while you loading up a full clip
Man
You nigguhs sound foolish
Never sold a ki
I bet I tell you how to move it
Been around a G
And I even made a few flips
Still do when I gotta
When my stomach growling
And I don’t see nada
So when I see the money
I might not even buy prada
Cuz then they’ll say I’m pop
Lady Gaga
You nigguhs is not I
The truth up in the spot I
Bring the future to the past
Well match they ass
Young nigguh Old Soul
Can’t match the class
More swagg than your average bachelors Dad
As awkward as my stature had
Thought for itself
Lemme think for a minute
Conversations with OG about the reasons I’m in it
I know the money gone come young
I’m just tryna win it
I told him we taking off
Right from the beginning
Now it’s happening in front of us
Witnessing the beginning
My nigguh talking 6 months and we all winning
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Space, Funk, Flow
02:30
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Verse 1:
Listen to this Space, funk, Flow
I got soul
A grasp on the neck of this shit
I got a hold
And I might change styles
Or switch flows
With the prose of a dozen rows
Beauty a dozen rose
Missed the picture
The oven close til I preheat and no one knows
Til he missing and never shows
13 vision til soul glows
Yea
For a mind
Such a mine
Is a mine
Dormant for a while
Then blow up in short time
Knock Knock
Deliver rhymes like Papa Johns
The real you still swimming in yo Papa John
And he don’t get it he won’t feel it
Till I drop a bomb
BOOM cremate fuck the tomb
Hook
Verse 2:
So listen to this Space, Funk, Flow
I got soul
You nigguhs gassed
Under pressure I’m hot coal
And I might slow it down
Or
Speed up the flow
With the hold of a dozen bros
Hitting a dozen blows
Keep hitting until they froze
OD from dope in nose
From sniffing a kings flows
I don’t listen to y’all foes
If it’s missing then y’all knows
No soul at y’all shows
No soul in y’all growth
Nigguhs making the slightest
But always doing the most
With them I don’t toast I coast
Soar passed the bullshit
Cuz them nigguhs foil plans
All foolish
Emotions got a few triggers so why pull it
Ugh
The come is crazy
If you don’t fade the music it don’t phase me
I’m hoping you shooting dead on
Subliminals they won’t graze me
It’s Tracy
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#Sheesh (Prod. DA)
03:15
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Black x White (Prod. DA)
03:30
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Tracy Lamont Dallas, Texas
Virginia’s Tracy Lamont is an artist creating eclectic music for the masses, never confining himself to one lane or sound. Calling Lamont an Artist is just the beginning, emceeing, beat making, singing and producing, Lamont’s versatility and impact in the studio makes him one of a kind. ... more
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