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Does Anybody Make Mixtapes?

by Tracy Lamont

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Hook: I’m on my shii I’m on my shii I’m on my shii Yea Yea This is my shii This is my shii This is my shii Yea Yea I’m on my shii I’m on my shii I’m on my shii Yea Yea This is my shii This is my shii This is my shii Yea Yea Verse 1: I hope my cypher homies Never say I went pop Couldn’t afford DaBaby on this But I still made it to a BOP I got faith and originality And I never been shot I sold weed to feed myself And I never got caught Yea I’ve sold my self short But I’ve never been bought Sometimes I try to move it Man just push up on the rock I just do what I am told And I watch the blessing flock I don’t take no orders from you Bitch what? Fuck off my cock This is my shot Loaded and Locked Kurupt and Weezy in the spot Just a reference from Carter 2 Not corrupting Weezy in the spot I’m flowing easy in this spot Stack cheese you cheesy in this spot You must be lactose That’s why you queasy in this spot You can’t stomach the culture And I embody that shit You could unwrap all my presents Cant embody my gifts I’m feeling real John Wicke The way I’m bodying shit Maybe death by a teacup Cuz this shit is Riddick Hook: I’m on my shii I’m on my shii I’m on my shii Yea Yea This is my shii This is my shii This is my shii Yea Yea I’m on my shii I’m on my shii I’m on my shii Yea Yea This is my shii This is my shii This is my shii Yea Yea Verse 2: I’m on my shii , Yea Like how did I get here Buzzing like Lightyear Cuzzin like fight fear And I know that you kind But don’t fair Cuz you cannot fight fares Its a price to pay You wanna live this life Imma cash that in Like I could live this twice On my shii, commode Porcelain that’s right Like you kissed a toad The prince pop on sight In my college days I might’ve popped your wife I could call her now She’d be back on pipe If you can hit it once You can hit for life If it’s digital the boy ain’t gone fight If you pull up though I gotta tax your life This is biblical The boy ain’t gone lie You could loop it though While I touch the sky Bridge: I, I I’m on my shii Please don’t get hit Fuggin with this I, I I’m on my shit She gone get flipped Fuggin with this I, I I’m on my shit Please don’t get hit Fuggin with this I, I I’m on my shit Pleased don’t get chipped All in the mix I,I Hook: I’m on my shii I’m on my shii I’m on my shii Yea Yea This is my shii This is my shii This is my shii Yea Yea I’m on my shii I’m on my shii I’m on my shii Yea Yea This is my shii This is my shii This is my shii Yea Yea
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Yellow Watermelon (free) 02:11
Ok You can catch me in the lab Yellow watermelon by the slab Fresh pressed juice with a dab I ain’t on But I still take a drag son Still dropping fire Like a drag on These nigguhs slack They dragon They complacent They stagnant I’m finna get my bag on Paper or plastic Don’t matter to me I make it do gymnastics Somersaults splits and backflips I’m pressing up another rack bitch Im crashing boards like I was Shaq bitch Sonic boom my pack bitch These nigguhs lie I spit facts shit I was not good at pack flipping But I flow like a well or an aquifer Both are like me Cuz I quench your thirst You don’t even need Sprite You can play this verse Everybody getting hit From the way that I disperse Words to your heart Till it feel like your rebirth Gotta live this shit Everything is research Had a couple plans A few got reworked Stepped in the booth And you know I went bezerk Shawty give it to me Til she say that her knees hurt Put it in my face I bet I eat it like dessert Sex and a cig but I’m rollin up reefer Then rollin outta bed Killin rappers like reapers Couldn’t fuck with me Anywhere on this green earth Died and tried to haunt me I would kill your apparition With my dawgs I split cheese Like a car with a partition And I’m popping at the opps The spirit of competition Here for the paper Imma get the recognition Cuz I always keep it me Ion live reckless I just do the work Check shit on Check list Hit 3-6-0 for some late breakfast Schnoz on my right Casio on left wrist Need a custom Gold or collection And investment Slight flexing Stay sharp as Taye Diggs In the Best Man Go best friend I’m my best friend Most be fake From east the west end I just work then get my rest in Me and mine are not for testing But pass that clip Shit I been stressing Staying down For all my blessings Looking for and learning lessons All my moves should not be questioned
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Protected (free) 02:07
What does it mean to be a black man in 2020 Cuz some of the shit condoned Got me feeling funny Nigguhs got jokes about Women being protected Pray yo daughter never affected By a man that want something But using the wrong methods to get it I’m livid It’s vivid Our display is we tripping You should get offline And prevent another victim It’s nigguhs like you Wont even protect they sister You a coward Pray mercy showers all on the weak Really they just be talking They don’t know just what they speak Not realizing that your words Enforce our reality But we Make mistakes I be tripping sometimes Get too crunk with the Queen I might hang that line But she know that she protected From her soul to her spine Touch a hair on her head And I’m blowing your mind Now he really a free thinker Cuz we opened his mind It’s fine I like to play w/ words I’m really not that aggressive But I ain’t playing bout my Queen I guess I am a bit possessive It’s impressive How she handle biz My God its no question She the best in her profession And if she is my reflection I am a forced to be reckoned with I was that on my own It’s like she merged me with my clone You can find me in my zone From the stu to the stage Making love or getting paid I might just talk my shit And the shop getting faded No we don’t condone no faking That’s a foul on the play That type of shit is flagrant Either you feel my vibes Or you just smelling my fragrance Imma young go getter Tryna fight up out this matrix If you want me better get me Cuz I don’t do no chasing If you just don’t measure up How easily we replace em This ain’t nothing arrogant I don’t want your time wasted Cuz if I’m gunning for it all I need you to hold me down When I want to take it off You just help me fix my crown I promise to do the same Swear to rock I keep you grounded
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Voice Memo 01 (free) 00:52
I ain’t shit I owe my nigguh 3 freestyles And a bad bitch for a dinner date I’m eating dog It’s Eullin on my plate Been feeling kinda distant from some homies as of late Told me spit on that Mac Wait spit to that Slum Village I had intent But I never did come wit it Immaculate ejaculations I cum wit it It can’t be bottled Can’t finish or be done wit it I had a convo Told my nigguh don’t run kick it Like a dojo I’m building strength It’s fun Ridic Cule never stopped my flow Wait Did it? I find that out and you know That I’m changing my position I’m in a civic but It’s feeling like a drop edition I put up bars Like I’m tryna build me a prison And twist the shape I will formulate a new prism We all slave to the hype Your new prison I’m just keepin the calm Like a Drake song Play me young nigguh You’ll get faked on Streets ain’t just hot They Cajun I’m on the watch for the opps Like Waze on
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Vibes Freestyle (free) 01:54
Pull out my bamboo tray Roll a fresh Jay Prolly a Backwood Been back on blunts as of late Ashin out the hate Cashing checks It’s got me feeling great But my credit fucked up Don’t got enough to buy real estate Staying with my in-laws Gotta move bae to a real estate Box logos on the dinner plates I can’t get it late I need it now Ion like to wait Drowning in a pool of your lies Go head suffocate I don’t talk tough I talk truth so we don’t relate Family full of humans The truth is We all make mistakes Rarely eat meat But I do observe everything at stake I do reserve the right To tell you get the fuck up out my space I’m saying doe I’m making beats and laying low Pops told me Hardest thing to learn is saying no And he ain’t never lied We could’ve died before 24 Fuggin wit these hoes Tryna grip and flip these O’s Then I was forced in the house Tryna spit & flip these flows Thank God for the OGs That keep me on my toes They be digging up yo past Have you gravely exposed Skeletons in yo closet Put a ache in yo bones Got a date with some scones Plus a book no phone Find me somewhere in my zone I’m way too high For Whiz to show me how to clone Man I need my own strain Plus a gold herringbone Everybody wanna shine Who really wanna be shown? Ask a nigguh how he made it Bet he tell you on my own
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Runnin Freestyle (free) 03:05
My nigguh just hit me He told me it’s up You not on the wave You gone drown in the muck Centered round nigguhs That don’t give a fuck I enter with nigguhs Thats lighten shit up Over the real not a step or a brush You nigguhs is us Nigguhs is acting and matching they Fashion for nigguhs like us It’s twisted as fuck I’m here for a good time Bitch Ppl I can’t be reckless though I’m here for a long time Shit Long as God need me though This is my ouija flow I got the Power Can’t see me Ghost Coke and a scoop Might see me float 2nd letter can’t be me though Bit you can see me on Vimeo Or YouTube Quiet till I see how you move Might pop off with a new groove Might pull up gotta short fuse Most things just ain’t worth you Take care a nigguh Like I birthed you The heir coming up Like I burped you All my shoes fly I spend less than two Virgils We don’t mesh You nigguhs is urchins I hit him twice He know that its urgent I just got married I’m putting that work in Til the Queen burried in options Not working Nigguhs still worked it Nigguh I’m working I got the juice and I know cuz I pressed it I’m getting right But i write with my left Adjusting my mental Correcting my steps I know that I’m blessed It’s no need to flex I just support what I like 
I got some Carrots for like every night I’m saving But I put some karats on wife Caring with care til no care in my life You hearing me right It’s in my veins To disdain And be plain Imma man Not a dog or a savage I ravage a beat And I get to the cabbage I’m fire on average A homer I’m batting A loner with magic A stoner a addict Addicted to life And learning how it works Learning why some ppl just jerks Even though we all yearn for the perks Some will creep stalk or even lurk I rather steep build and even walk See it’s a steep hill you are brought When they set you back a couple centuries Then tell you run for the victory While the still kickin the back of your knees Gees You can’t cry here If it’s a fucked up world You gone die here So my circle tight Square shit don’t fly here Teena Marie Square Biz on my deals Imma roll up Anytime I’m in my feels Rather roll out Then blow up check my skills Baby that’s growth I used flipped a table Never flipped Cain But always been able Just getting by Now I’m finna thrive Why I’m talkin shit I’m porcelain on a new build All my shit cold I come with a windchill I got this shii locked Man it’s pen sealed (penciled) Been real Go outside the box You a stencil I don’t see no opps But I pack steel I grocery shop And I chop feels Make a little food Then I drop vibes Nigguhs can’t stop I Gunnin for your top 5 Never been pressed Truth stop lies Smoke green like Popeye Nigga blacking out like popped eyes Imma home run You a pop fly Really get fresh You just pop fly
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Titties & Monies (free) 01:48
The hoes i got they don’t amount To the flows I drop I got a rolls and a boat to cop Keep the boat trade the Rolls For a biz to pop And the wrist to rock I gotta dip I got shit to pop I’m in the mix Need no twist to pop Just to flip and re-up Like I’m dishing rock Imma dish the rock To my wishful flock While I cook what we need Gotta cream the crop I need cream and gwap Need to relax on the blunts Hope my lungs don’t stop I need a mil for my children children Need a team thats really willing Live this dream how I’m really feeling 3 streams then we really building Buy sum if you really feel him Nick Beam nothing to lose How I’m really feeling It seems nothings to choose If you really killing Make scenes watching my moves Cuz they really villains Gah damn I bet I eat with the fam Stand up for our women Don’t deviate plans Detour for what? I picked this like Cams I get her wet first Like you do with a sham I’m washing my whip I’m prepping these yams Chopping kiwis like grams Rolling Ciely by the gram You only seen me on the gram You don’t know that I’m the man Funds is low But I ain’t playing No overhead on my T’s Need more than head for my peace If you’re ahead hope you feast I just work I don’t speak I show my worth so you see I know my worth I know me I know some nerds I know G’s Don’t get on nerves of Young T I’m tryna splurge for my Queen The chosen one from the scene We moving different it seems New positions bring green Let’s double up on our dreams You a double cup with no lean A doubled dutch with no grinch They take a mile you give inch So I don’t give em not a cinch I kill em all then repent I pray to God that we win Just to split up them ends I know whats real can’t pretend
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Every Season Freestyle (free) 02:34
Peep the process Don’t sleep on progress Can’t beat a prophet When he clocking profits Refining often My timing awesome Shawty fine and bossing I shine and gloss and I’m paying the cost Never taking a loss I try to show love But we can take it to frost I’m on a whole other level And I’m beating the boss I don’t really play games Bitch I’m bout my business Stacking every dollar Til I get to a mill ticket Doubling and trippling And making some real digits Mind be spinning Like them pyramid hand fidgets Might pop up Like one of them scam widgets Always been that nigguh Had to stop being so damn timid Try to give a hand You just wanna cut it off I just sever the ties Sometimes you gotta cut it off Yo loss I just be dripping in sauce No need for a dentist Cuz daily I floss I run it up While they choose to jog I’m working my pace Cuz I want it all Sold out shows The income it draw Don’t play for the Mavs But I’m tryna ball Put up some points Just me and my dawgs Call me Steve Nash How I’m dishing it off Everybody eats B And we pay em all no freebies Ghost like ouija Most times 3 deep Most times we keep Toast like heat wheat Coast down the street Crawling down the block In a black Jeep You could could get knocked for a flat fee You could have it all if you ask me Never cut my dawg but he axed me Not at all bothered if he pass moe Imma go harder Run the game like a track meet Imma get this paper Stack Bundles Til I meet Stack Fighting with myself I was tryna bring me back Waves of depression Faith kept me intact Would’ve drown You gave me a raft Now we just listen to RAF While we get to this math Not where we wanna be But we go hard Got a sound they could see Like sonar No I’m not Drake But I’m so far Gone Shoutout to Stizzy I bodied this song So let’s hit up the city I’m up in Stangeways With Dee Jack and Kitty If I’m in Seattle Bet Mambo is wit me If I’m in the bull I bet Konvo be w/ me That be my brother Even if we riffin Nigguhs is stars And you know they need distance And If I am wrong I gotta admit it Fly as a seeker I don’t play no quidditch I just stay myself God tell me when to pivot Don’t want the talk If I know you don’t live it If you come with hate Then I know you don’t get it You got excuses And me I got riches What’s not in my pocket Is stored in my spirit I know that I got it I know I’m gone get it Got every reason To do this shii big Got nieces and nephews Show em what it is When you don’t break yo morals For money and fame 5 or 5 milly You know I’m the same Can’t fuck with no fu Can’t put that on my name But nigguhs will try it And that shii is lame Will plot on they mans For a lil piece of change DAMN
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Voice Memo 02 (free) 01:02
I like to hang at the dock But I don't have peers Nigguhs fishing with no bait I don't have fear Or a need from the devil That was me last year Reeling in the pain Cuz my cast weird But when you fix what was broken You don't need a cast Just to work out the arm After the rest Just take your time don't be pressed That get you in a squeeze I know I'm blessed I ain't even sneeze All the words I drew Tend to be a breeze See the saints go marching in She end up on her knees And I don't hang around no rats I just get to the cheese Cuz nigguhs like to snitch Acting like they G's Ignorant to what really come with them P's I'm on a journey to the truest me Used to practice truancy Now I'm on a level where Millions finna be viewing me Now I skip work for the fam And need no doctor's note Now I imagine flying to London Watchin chopper smoke Bayside with my person Eating Apple Compote SkyView room Pass the Apple remote Watchin the sinner Before this breast stroke Sold out dates I give the best shows And I write everyday That be your death note I'm a worthy investment To have in escrow
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Tribe Freestyle (free) 01:36
I know I made it I know I made it Cuz I been at peace Ain't worried bout shiiiiiiid Ain't blowing on reef Just being me I had to get to back Yea I had to get back I needed to rap I needed a break I needed to snap I needed the tree I needed your love I needed the drugs Nah I just needed some hugs Like them Quarter Water Juices This life can be a nuisance I remember cuzin man Hit the cut he was boosting Man he taught me so much shit Without em I would be losing Lil timid Tracy too smart for the confusion I'm moving to guard my mindstate From all intrusions A shoe in Like eenie meenie miny Moe You in I ruin Past projection Put em back on you and Let you decide If you want some help With what you doing I'm too in This little life of mine Only get one on this loving timeline So I'm just living so I can top mine Learning to leave if we not aligned And I believe that heavens in mind Mind over matter my matters are fine Matter of fact thats God on the line Brrrr He told me to chill She told me what real She showed me that this life on a reel These nigguhs be fake These bitches won't wait Saul bout the cake But more about how feel when you wake I mean
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I’m worried All your true feelings get buried In the bullshit of the day Got your heart cold as a McFlurry It get blurry Juggling romance with a career Don’t let me sidetrack you Put your vision in the rear Pray you smart enough to keep your mind on the mission bay I ain’t Larry June But let’s take a trip to Mission Bay Never been But I heard about they fish fillets Do this kinda shit to steal your heart Call me Willie Mays Set aside your phone Work e-mails got you in a rage She take a shot of whiskey Mine different ion like the taste Don’t really like to drink But nobody wants to sip alone I’d rather drop a tab Even if I gotta trip alone Still stay crisp I must be the son of Vic Damone Money talks And we starting to converse I got racks up in stocks Need to pay my debts first Need to boost my income I probably write another verse Guess I’m living twisted Hustling in reverse Or maybe you can tell That I’m putting my faith first I don’t know why you loving me But I’m glad I got you luckily I can be myself with you And you still gone fuck with me You don’t know how it feels To be yourself with someone else It’s lovely I take notes you a professor see Show me how to keep it real Lovingly I guess that I can be harsh Sometimes it take a big stick To pull you out the marsh Pops ain’t mince words Apple don’t fall far Can’t use no excuse For why you don’t get better Or I can’t hear you exude how you don’t get cheddar Or kick all that dust talking bout how you fed up You and commitment ain’t met up You always trip on the set up Watching your dreams get smoked I’m concerned with real change Not concerned bout a vote We need money with some structure And a whole lotta ammo Gotta protect the Queens Bet I’m moving like Rambo I am not yo sambo Skilled with the hands And the intellect ample Chill for me fam Don’t let them amp you Sumn like Twitter Get yo whole night cancelled
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A mixtape was something rappers and DJs did for the streets often free because of sample clearance and/or rapping over other rappers tracks. These days it seems as though everyone is only chasing the dollar, even the artists. The one who normally campaign for the oppressed have been seemingly engulfed in the love & pursuit of money. I did this tape because I love to rap. Sure I want to make money, I would love to make a living from my music however not a the cost of truly loving what I do.

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released January 25, 2021

Cover Photo: Alaina "Big Daddy" Jackson
Mixing Engineer: Muz for Blue Ridge Studios
Written, Performed, Arranged & Recorded by Tracy Lamont
Additional Production: Tracy Lamont
Intro Vocals: Dee Jackson
Executive Produced by Apt E1even

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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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