Smoke free since day three, chillin’ since forever and a day Making butta beats sound even better Take the second letter to the 5th, add the 4th and come back to the first Upon the scene I burst, spell my name like Bensonhurst That means I’m chillin’. Top billin’ on a Californicator feelin’ Either that or I’m flyin’ with the birds, up in the sky with the Facebook Nerds Let me introduce.. no crew, just me and a deuce, toke one, got beaucoup game I ain’t playing, living in a world where they be steady complaining Too many clouds, too many doubts, always it be raining But baby I’m a water sign.. I listen to da beat, grab the pad and pen some lines About how it feels to work the nine to five Slave to the grind, society capital crime Rockin’ church with alligators, fuck it.. I’ll think about a concept later Almost there, straight paying bills, still chasing after dividends Never took the easy way, so expect something different.. If you’re looking for a player Expect something different If you’re waiting for the album to drop Expect something different If you’re thinking about a paycheck Expect something different And they said hip hop was dead.. I listen to Gummy Soul, good lord.. Petty, short but sweet and Kurtis Stanley, man of the people That song just made my day like Morris lookin’ in the mirror Jerome! Bring me more beats and flows for my dome to come home to Freshly pressed from Bandcamp, pay what you like like a real champ As you lust for the record deal, what a beautiful stress Going for the gusto, but I might do it for less Tight excited, get it right all-nighter Looking for the Light, feel the heat gettin’ brighter Blink my eyes, nappy heads know the score Think I’m gonna love myself a little bit more Music with beats makes my heart feel stronger I fall for any pretty face (as you do) but only if she’s heaven sent I can’t give you more of what you want.. expect something different. If you slow to understand this Expect something different If you follow Peter ‘cos he look good Expect something different The way you saw me in the video Expect something different This is strictly for the listeners, who Expect something different If you think the rebel’s lazy Expect something different If you see me barkin’ up a tree, dog Expect something different If you’re looking for some plain shit Expect something different If you’re into what I’m saying Expect something different {C’est different}

Sometimes I wonder what life is like outside a youtube box Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to live life hard knock On the corner of the block smoking pops and moms in the store giving head to a customer shot Sometimes I wonder… about the haves and have nots Like should I really keep a job that keeps me locked on the first floor of a building with people in a headlock, they blocked.. they block me and everybody tells me it’s good money and I should really keep it locked Sometimes I wonder how much patience one man got Sometimes I feel my life is passing by, I’m still reading the textbook, asking why Sometimes I wonder how one person can be so fly.. oh. tell me why Sometimes I feel that I should really try to do more than just get by One love, one life.. Sometimes I wonder why I take a left when deep inside I know what’s right Sometimes I feel my days are spent in darkness waiting for bright nights Sometimes I feel like waiting is all I do Its’ time to take control, follow the soul Time to make it hot, step out the cold Sometimes I wonder why I don’t listen to my instincts no more Sometimes I’m burning with desire, but then I just let it go Sometimes I wander, lust. Beat. I’m steppin out The comfort zone

The smooth voice, no choice but to listen The cool dude, old skool like french kisses The good looks, the life long reputation The dirty mind, every day a new sensation The tight skillz, like they ever paid the bills The ill flow, it’s the Seven to the Soul Hard to be a prophet and still make a profit You know the deal, I get for free what I can’t steal I see what you don’t see, mainly living in my dreams But I ain’t squeaky clean so please don’t be a tease I done did some shit I shouldn’t have done did Somewhere between a dominant male, and a spoiled kid Mumble wisdom like a guru, humble mind state when I meditate Bless the beats and set the record straight The love boat rebel got quotes for days If this life is just a game, well let’s play… Just vibe ya’ll Motherfuckin’ bitch you must be dreamin’ Mumblin’ bullshit in a young girls’ear ring My style golden you don’t come near you weak ass loser posin’ - your lack of confidence is showing like Moses looking up to God for instructions Smoke too much then you get the munchies No talent squeeze ya balls like crunchies You ain’t nothing but a frontin’ insecure rotten quick forgotten I gives a fuck about your vibe bitch. I’m a kill with mines stackin’ rhymes like dymes If fakin’ is a crime they need to put you inside, the looney bin, The crazy grin .. See you walking down the streets with ya eyes to the ground Steady talking like you’re deep, ain’t seen you around in a while You stalkin’ bitches but you can’t get even smile Oh, wait a minute.. you wanna see the other side? Shit.. well just vibe.

Too many beats, not enough emcees Sometimes I pay, sometimes I cop for free Spark the la, grab the pad and pen, like Phife I’m all the way Live, Faber-Castell ou freestyle Mon microphone, il est orange Si c’est monotone, eh ben je change J’ai pas une tete a frange et pour la weed on s’arrange Suk le beat, yoh, je navire, la nouvelle vague m’inspire 72 Soul drop flows like King Lear Dig what RAP did for Shakespeare The lazy rebel, funky poet, crazy devil Never take things for granted, that’s why we never panic Every Monday’s manic if you don’t like Life Organic Hey Janet, can you name this tune? It’s just another stereotype for you to consume Governed by Rules and Controlled by Fools The Lazy Revolution come soon Different Colors will rule In the meantime, be cool Relax, don’t act a fool Let me take you back to school You know how we do, beats by ShunGu Je pose, me metamorphose en poseur de prose qui ose, augmenter la dose From the Capetown Flats to the Brussels Suburbs, Yessirrrr.. We put into words what we observe- Nah mean? Pushing buttons on ya muttons.. You sayin nuttin, all of a sudden? What too many beats means to me is no fronting: I gotta kick something that means something.

Yo. We like trippin on the vibe Creating New Patterns for what matters in Life Can’t work nine to five, can’t sit home and vibe all the time Get high.. Hank said Don’t Try, that’s why I’m So Fly True Inspiration comes daily with Mine I can do it Once or like Multiple Times This ain’t a hustle or grind It comes Naturally, in-factually I drops seeds to change your Beliefs To give you what you need, I shall proceed My Rhymes create Life like the birds and the bees Superior mind flow or so it seems I achieve My dreams, Create my own Reality So Lost but now I’m Free, it’s not hard to See That Super Soul Brother getting’ props from ya Motha Clearly classic, strictly fantastic, merely asking I mean I’m only sayin’, I was into minors, and then I majored Trust the skills and pay my bills later No time for delaying, droppin’ that Old Skool Flavor Write Rhymes Over Beats for Future Generations I’m Picky with Patience, I dig my Young Nation You outside the Clinic, hanging with patients I doctor the Beats with Dre in the Basement Creating new patterns, Renew my beliefs now ..

Attention Ho playin’ it safe like a safe player Yo Plus every time we speak it’s always Me Me Me Well I guess that’s what sells.. It ain’t hard to tell 5% talent and 95% glorifying your own Imagery That’s like 100% Bullshit if you ask me Lettin’ people help you out but never give Anything back The Reverse Wack Syndrome, like what the Eighties did to Crack Living off someone else’s name, is the way you play the game Your so-called hunger for the Fame, is just your ego goin’ insane While you’re scared of innovation and everything unseen I drop flows to make you complain about the Scene Come clean like Jeru, damage you with the Static coming from my latest Mix As you turn Trix in safe circles.. Now this is sick : You ask your friends to Like your posts, so you can see your status grow? Shiiiit. It’s a family affair, look but don’t stare It’s a family affair, look but don’t stare It’s a family affair.. Act like you don’t care As you hang safely with your crew of fakers, players and Naysayers I dream up my own world, internationally known like Isatou Touray is Always schooling someone, ‘cos ya’ll need to be school’d I appreciate being in self-doubt much more then being anybody’s fool Saying out loud what most won’t dream of thinking downlow See the followers applaud like it’s all part of the Show You bought enough Likes to make it through December You’re caught, Psyche! in 50 years Nobody will remember In this Life it’s Give-it-all or Order take-out Keep rolling with the punches, as you dream of moving down South « Avant t’avais une start-up, une belle affaire.. Maintenant t’es juste un Faux Fonctionnaire. » It’s a family affair, look but don’t stare It’s a family affair, look but don’t stare It’s a family affair.. Act like you don’t care

I throw away dimes, insignificant pieces, I see myself rich, money don’t need it End of the month Platinum Visa, help me get through, buy food and good music Karma I used it all up and abused it, like children’s amusement, coming home using I remember the devil in me I remember the rebel in me Inside a taxi I saw your reflection, flicking a cigarette in your general direction I understand your contempt but not your redemption That was me getting off medication, three years frustration Lazy behaviour, can’t seem to connect with anyone major Like 69 pagers, Indian flavors, blackness my saviour Alone in the sun bathing, sunk my teeth in her ass cheeks.. she looked so amazing No age and no limits, I deliver no gimmicks, don’t know why I say this Let’s pray for the Buddha and Crocodile noodles, don’t always assume what they do is too soon And every girl is my friend but I don’t have a girlfriend So who are you anyway, trying to feel love again, lust is the last word to say My friend you ain’t real, carry no steel, let grow your beard Do as you please, on my knees you can’t see me I’m just trying to make it work see I’m just trying to make it work see Can’t always come out, to play and have some No I can’t come, smoke with you none When you drink it’s no fun, only escapism Not being racist that’s the new racism Between fanmail and irony, they all got they eye on me You’re being dishonest when you say you won’t lie to me I’ll never stop changing, always creating, thank you for hating New faces impatient, racing emotions, feeling insatiable Moving no sound, bound to be me: free. Improvisation In the waiting room of Life, thoughts that cut like a knife In the waiting room of life, my words they cut like a knife Up to one hundred, or maybe 170 If anyone‘s listening, well maybe somebody better be.

What you don’t have to do, to stay in the loop Log out and stay cool, be true to blind fools Future beats old school, you know how we do Je bois de l’eau et je ne sors pas beaucoup* Hard to believe what’s so easy to say Stay in the zone or work for slave pay Music for the soul like Coltrane and Lady Day J’ai decide d’y reflechir avant de decider* Sleeping tight and eating right, to keep my equilibrium Time fleeting, like broken hearts on any social medium Write flows to beats, cold rhyme to break the tedium Sauf soif de vengeance, je pardonne comme un gentilhomme* Dreaming of bilingual freaks to complete my physique Sweet Lolita’s make me sneeze and do the cheek to cheek Never tell you how I feel, strong emotions for the weak Une femme surrealiste, jamais triste et magique comme l’Afrique* Faking ambition - release my inner visions Breaking routines - tease my intermissions Taking decisions - please my inner rhythm Living my dreams (is) my freedom of religion « Le provocateur revolutionnaire ne veut pas changer la societe, mais la detruire. »

Ons kent ons met de sponsor over Uwe lach is een frons, hoe is’t daarboven? Grijnst niet zo, g’hebt uw vriendjes nodig Ge zijt zo onzeker, t’is niet te geloven Ge durft zelfs niet alleen buiten komen Zonder uwe crew komt dat nooit meer goe Doe niet zo flou gast, doe niet zo cool Op’t school waarde gij diene dikke loser Altijd de leste, De Sul die wij altijd pesten Met uw mocassins, met uw Chevignon-vestje ‘k em het wa gehad met die wannabe testers Peter Bedweter, schoenen zonder veters? Stopt met zeveren, ‘k heb twee-en-zeventig levens Ik heb nooit hard gestudeerd, voze strever Ik heb geen dictie gevolgd om te kunnen art-i-cul-eren En wat zie ik nu op TV: uw gezicht om half zeven? Hier klopt iets niet.. Stinkend zwijn met uw nationalistisch gezeik De jaren vijftig zijn voorbij.. Ons kent ons Je suis le plus fière, t’es trop tiède Je deviens perso, t’es qu’un blaireau Tu te bombes le torse, ah ouais t’as pris deux lattes Tu t’imagines, moi debout, toi a quatre pattes ? Il est cinq heures du mat.. Ma bite s’éveille C’est simple, je m’éclate, pendant que tu fais ton MC Corneille La haine dans ton haleine te fais gonfler comme une baleine Tu parles le Latin, putain.. Tu viens du moyen age ou bien ? T’es encore plus laid que ta mère et t’as un petit zizi T’as des principes Grecques, putain de raciste Mais t’es con comme nationaliste, j’suis riche avec ta biche Faut que j’arrete de parler de ta fille, mais ca devient un fetish J’y peux rien.. elle me suit dans mon lit.. Deux-trois soupirs - oh oui, oh oui, puis un cri assoupi je fonce, je viens, profond, je retiens je pars, je glisse, et puis, je pisse Dans ton œil fils, d’office... Ons kent ons Ja we kennen elkaar The world is in a state of no return It might cool off before we burn Last generation is losing inspiration Only conversating, about the money situation I need immediate feeds for my immediate needs Do you wanna be a follower? Do you wanna be a real leader?