1. |
Goldberg
02:34
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I'm peaking like Dante
I'm on some Inferno shit
The speaking be daunting
Internally haunting
I'm flaunting I'm flexing, I'm taunting I'm hexing I'm stomping, T-Rexing
King Lizard with a mojo rising
If your boat gon' float then I go Poseiden
And i flow like piss when I'm sippin Heineken
Roll that piff yeah I'm gettin high again
Gifted rhyming of a different kind
THE PRODUCT OF ISLAND GIGANTISM
I'm fantastic and enchanting and chanting while slam dancing to Danzig
slam that absinthe till i'm absent minded man
that's it you can't find it
Fuck what you know, fuck what you heard
Let it be known
Reggiegold(berg) Word
Going harder than liquor that's making your father sicker
I'm a mother fuckin father figure to these rappers
I'll teach em a lesson, I'll creep up and beat you without lethal weapons
I leap in the trees like a Lemur for leisure
I'm eating me seconds, not leaving no leftovers either
I'm either a leftist or terrorist, there it is
Arrest me Imperialist
Not fearing your tyranny I'm here to tear and eat
Clear any errors these errands need someone to run em
Back with the larrikin rappin, the latter of ladders
my altitude higher than matters, that's beyond the exosphere
next those ears explode I'm blowing your mental here
I'm going in mental here, broken the renal gear
broke and dependant here, open that can of beer
shotgun it chaka brah, knock on the door it's a flock of whores
abra cadabra that voldka lures
fuck an alcoholic culture, abolish poachers
squash the roaches
smoke the doja till i overdoses and I'm over doses of the coke through noses, you hoes is gross ya better slow ya roll kid
know your roll and hold your own
and wholly own what you, only own
and I'm cold to the core like Corleone, yeah Michael is surely on..
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2. |
Bok Choy
03:28
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Exuberant hubris'll bloom soon as the tune moves in flume
With flow and emotion evoking devotion
I'm vocally open to show these opponents a poetic etiquette
Sew with the thread of it together a threat and a relative
Relatively competitive, when it comes to your shit got a head full of sedatives, like I'm deaf and shit, Benefit off your deficit
You decrepit, I'm credited with this better writ shit
Said it with eloquent elegance, QUIT!
Quiz it, I'm exquisite, next question please, I'm expecting these
expressions to be leaving an impression
Leave em under pressure, etchin', sketchin'
Shake em up they disappear, like what I'm raking up in the crispy air,
They leave all yellow, We call "Hello!"
And the people will feel all appeal
All fellow are the real
Riding round through that foggy town, this rhyming sounding awfully loud
Bout time this more than a hobby now
Bout time i storm like Halle now and bury this stake in the heart of the scene, call on my team to follow our dream we can make it happen
We've stated faction, we stay in action and day to day
We be laying tracks, slaying raps then we laying back
And we stay in tact till we fade to black
Now ride the lightning while i play the axe
This vibe is heightening, maybe that's that bass so high
It's frightening, Pass that mic and hype then
Sniping, in sight been those who biting
MIKE IS A VIKING, LANCING IN L'ANSE AUX MEADOWS
ON A NORSE HORSE
Striking the High King, and i dance and chant "Victorious War Horde!"
Fellow you're sure sore when the sword soars through your torso
You're more torn or more so forlorn, I'm abhorring your boring performing
Abort or imma just storm like allies in Normandy one year after '43
D-day, 48 'fore my B-day: 06/06/92
And i hope this boastings fine with you
I've approached this whole thing rhyming fluent
Flew in kamikaze, calm it cause he'll not not bomb it
He's gone off, Watch It !
Dreaming and damn I'm scheming on seeing bodies hit the ceiling
I drop the shit, it hit the fan, the fans receiving outlandish speaking
Make you run off like some land that's leaking
I cram these freaking syllables in this scheme, don't keep it minimal
Seek the pinnacle of this mountain, climbing until I've found it
Along the way the songs conveyed shall hold my story immortal
And if I fall off a breeze will catch and carry me toward the portal
This borderline ensuring mine and yours
Remain divided, stay tame and silent of course
Or imma just have to rhyme a passage of war
My minds advantage, I'm on my savage and on the average
I slay you fake fucks, can't face the make up
Don't waste away ya gotta wake and stay up
Find a way to make buck, chase the days fuck
Staying hazed up, Stay a slave to paystubs
TOP CROP KARATE CHOP BOK CHOY
I GOT THE TOP CROP KARATE CHOP BOK CHOY
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3. |
Invictus
03:37
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"Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul." *
An alliance of lions eyeing to pry in my business
Align the signs of my dying wishes within my "Invictus"
And yet i remain unconquered, the menace finds me unafraid, un-frayed
And sauntering on with a bong and offering song
So just hold on to my wishes until I'm rolled in a ditch and they kill me
But i know they feel it so that's really not that realistic
Real mystic, you'll feel this dick when i up and fuck the world up
So summon trouble I'll run rebuttal with flow like funnel
Tunnel vision stuck on the fun of it, y'all too serious
Delirious, delusional, I'm weary and disillusioned from the movement
Been moving through it, nothing left to prove, I've proved it
But improving nonetheless, till the sun does among dead stars
I vent scars off of my chest, so as to see clearly
And breathe clearer, exceed error
And toward euphoria proceed nearer
"In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed." *
An alignment of pylons and caution tape blocking Zion
I'm often saying "What is this?" and state my state of invictus
The victor, no Oladipo, y'all on some free throw
I'm on some 540 dunkin', ain't been done before me
High for weeks
So open your eyes for me, Open your eyes for me
I'm hoping you rise early to focus and notice my vocals shine surely
Been ennobled and keep my circle tight like an oval
He's like Erkle or Fogul, right?
But I'm working for mogul title, the noble and hopeful type
Floating like the lotus upon a pond of calm water
After I've sung my song and i ponder on as dawn wanders in
And another day begins, And in other ways we win or lose
Or sin or chose to be right in a world of wrong
May i never bow my head to to my woes or foes
I know it's right to keep my fight strong against those who mean to harm me, and hoes who grow the mean to disarm me
My mind an army unconquered
I've conquered thoughts that once daunted and scarred me
LET MY INVICTUS EVICT THIS PESSIMISTIC HEAD TRIP
AND TRIGGER THE POSITIVE, OPTIMISTIC MYSTIC
"Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul." *
* Lyrics in quotations are from a poem, of the same title, published in 1888 by William Ernest Henley
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4. |
Rumblin' Thunder
01:57
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I do not know
What the fuck you are talking about can I show you to the road
Leading away from my humble abode
The rumbling thunder will tumble opponents opposing the prose and the poetry
Oh it's me oh
Know I be Rollin that dope
Been in the back
Finnin to snap
Synonym: crack
Sick of these impotent acts
I go harder than the cement and in fact I'm demented,
an imp and a nazgul
Yeah that cool
More lines than a downtown bathroom
My wrath doom yall
Now shut the fuck up while I'm talking
I'm exhausted and I've lost
And I flossin till plaques on the wall in my office
Off this chronic
Coughin like General grievus
My genitals greet them
They can all suck my dick
And no I don't subside I just ride
With a flow going so hard
They gone fuck around and call the coast guard oh god
Hook
Know I be Rollin that dope
Know I be tokin and chokin
Like Tolkien I wrote and then voted devotion I know
I been runnin through this shit to fix my woes
Fuck all that sad talk
Right now it's just fuck you and rap talk
I am not one for discretion id rather upset you than let you just laugh off
Matter of fact uh
I'll splatter these shattering raps
Till my last breath,
When the reaper appears
No repairs I prepare for blast off
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5. |
Reggie's Gold
03:47
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It's the snaggle tooth jagaloon
Vagabond with a swag o' doom and a bag of shrooms
bout to snag a few and take a trip
T-t-t-take a trip with me bitch!
Lagging through, pants saggin to
Dancing to banging tunes
Banging out these verses and I'm hanging out round churches observing the hurt and murdered who still walk this earths surface, no purpose
Purp is getting blown, steady flow i perpetuate
And i bet you hate and i couldn't give a god damn
The odd man with the hood up he along ran
Past the meadow in a flash, he's a fast fellow
Never crass or mellow, spaz witta massive bellow
Take a walk like a jazzy cello
Stand up when the bass breaks and your brains bakes
A faint taint made to maintain a great state
Of inebriated greatness and i needed eight to make this -
Grams of weed errday day since my thirteenth birthday (errr sayyin)
Cursing and lurking and burping at Burger King
Slurping a Mcflurry, spit flurry, make it all blurry
Make em all furious and unsurely approaching the mic
I'm poaching the mic I'm the rope on the kite
The spoke on the bike, I've spoken, in sight there's no one who oppose it
I CONTROL FLOW LIKE MOSES
THE MOSAIC HOLDS THE PROSE IN A PUZZLE
BUT KEEP THAT NOSE IN A MUZZLE
And out of my motherfuckin business
What the fuck is this I'm bout to bust the cyst
And disrupt the syytem yeah fuck the system
Up chuck my guts I pump it up like pistons
Rip it, I rip it when spitting, then pin it
Epitome of in it to win it, a man of amenities
Blowing your mind like President Kennedy
Rollin some J's, F what you say
Don't fret if i make some resident enemies
No hesitant tendencies, independant dependency
When it's the pen and me this pen is ill and it might need some penicillin
Yall got pending bills and all your money you spend on pills
Without relent but no doubt, repent, you will
Spit with intent to kill, quick wit and immense in skill
Intense when I vent and grill, might invent an event to kill
Cause i love the stage and I bring the rage and
I sing against the machine
You gon' say Oh no when AKOGOLD gon'
bring it with the Maschine
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6. |
Melancholia
04:06
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One time for the pot smoke
Every rhyme that got spoke
Every jot note
Every pot hole in that very long road
Carry on so, hold that head high like Lebron in a condo penthouse
Off a bong blowin ten ounces, awful long time since i got a pen bouncin
About something positive, it's cause a lot of shit is buggin outta me
I'm sluggish and down and out and Slugs route is out for me
Sound it out for me, shout it out for me
The clouds are out today
Overcast yeah, hope this blows over fast
This ain't what i wanna write but it's how i feel
And i can't get past that, ain't even like shit that bad
It's all in my head and I've grasped that fact
Yet i remain in deep pain, this deep resting depression
All i see is rain, tears tearing me up, I'm weary and buzzed
Unable to seize reigns, unable to ease pain
Unstable and restrained
Are you able to lend me a helping hand?
If not just please refrain from speaking my name
I need not your vain attempts at cheering me up
There's the rain again and I'm fearing to love
Stuck in my room strumming a tune: A minor blues
Got a case of it, and I'm faced with facing it
And your face just fades I'm afraid of it
And I'm fucked up cause I fucked up tough love
Crush dove. the crows know what's up
Haunting me like Edgar's Raven
Undaunted as i begged for maiden
Remained in saying "Nevermore"
Every feather bore the name of hatred
It stayed, it stained and tainted my brain
Tamed it to proclaim shame on my own name
Shame on my own name
One day I'll go Cobain
Can I reach nirvana if I teach myself to defeat the drama
I'm beseeching karma, What have you in store?
What avenue stores bad habits and horrors?
I walk down a corridor, and stopped at a horrid door
It beckoned me in, I stepped away quick
The whore adores effort but never gives in
So never I give the time of day
I just rhyme away about my dismay
I gotta find a way to find a way through
Climb a ladder, my mind been tattered
Signs are scattered and indirect
And my intellect is in defect
This is affecting my will to keep stepping
Each breathe I take my interior deteriorates
I'M FEELING INFERIOR AND VERY NEAR FEAR AND HATE
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7. |
Scorched Earth
04:05
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Sit back, get wacked, spliff lit, six pack cracked
Trap backed with some backpack rap acts
Anthrax on the track cause I'm killin it
Never do it half assed
I'm passing that gas, no flatulence
Catch you then latch you in my death grip
you messed with the best , get messed with
I crept through the septic and met with the skeptics
They told me to always detest the rest of your messages
To make it myself is the best that it ever gets: evident
I'm fuckin evidence, I'm fuckin all you boys up like a reverend
No homo tho bro, Moe knows no foe, bars no cro though
Dark as crows are, up in this crows nest, most are possessed
Hunting the ghost, becoming a host of something unspoken
I must be the chosen one
Hardened flow mark scars on soul through stories told
I'm hoarding gold in my cortex, step into the vortex
Run up on your doorstep with a torch and torch it
Imma torture your shit
RAP LIKE CORSETS AND HORSE WHIPS
TIGHT AND I RUN THIS HORSE SHIT
So consistent like orbits insisting whores adore him
Like "Por favor more performing"
Shore to shore I'm sure to be soaring
Sure to be hoarding glory when I'm 40 with a 40 and a blunt
Horties tea in mug bumping shorty wanna be a thug
And my shorty wanna be a thug
More to me on E and drugs, I sorta seem to fiend a buzz
Demeanor sucks, I demean your stuff, this the meanest stuff
Ain't clean it's rough, I hate cleaning up after beating up
A senior with a cedar club, the geezers blood it stains my clothes
I see the club i might slay some hoes
I'd eat her butt or break her nose, no in between
Then i go in between and i make her go...
Wrath of the python snapping your spine
When i wrap and you're mine son
Trapping your mind, got em crashed into pylons &
Lacking in drive like I'm slashing your tires
I dance in the fire with Apache, admiring my matching attire
I'm bat shit entirely, smash your entire league
Trash your inquiries, I'M ACTUALLY IRIE
With a pack of the backwoods in the backwoods
With a pack of some bad wolves
Damn obscene how I'm jamming to Jamba on the veranda
With a tambourine , some shit you haven't seen
I'm the best dude, papa shoulda left you in a test tube
Pop an X dude and get cool..
So when you say my name I hope you may restrain
From taking it in vain, yall can just sit and wait
For me to hit this stage with some shit this strange
Take shots, first fix your aim, make sure you get in range
Cause I'm way out like your lakehouse and I stay out past curfew
What you say bout it?
Bout to get enraged, I have heard you, shits just lame
I half urge to snatch a purse and do bad to persons
till i catch a hearse
Think you bad? I'm worse
I craft a verse to mask that I'm so sad it hurts..
But fuck that imma maaafuckin come back out this slump
And sucker punch you punks bad
And i ain't never really been in a fight, just a metaphor
For how I been on the mic
ALL WORD PLAY, REGISTERED LATE
WORD TO YE THE ANSWERS SWAY IN MY URGENT BRAIN
I'M BURNING STRAINS WHERE PURPLE REIGNS
AND I FEEL LIKE A PRINCE, NO PURPLE RAIN
And I'm high up like a circling plane
And I'm tired of these urkleing lames
Wanna Kirkland name, keep my circle tight
Wanna fuck with us? ya gotta earn the right
Wanna fuck with us? ya gonna learn tonight
Ya must not have heard of Mike
Like a flock of crows we'll murder you sparrows
No glocks just bows and arrows
Leave yall so embarrassed , don't stop just go till i perish
No parish, please no parish when I die
Please toss my ashes off the top of the Eiffel tower
Lock down Paris, this Michael's hour
This Michales hour, offer me a bite I might devour
I'm off some slightly powdered toutons and syrup
Yeah came to stir up shit, kick up dust, go berzerk on kids
Give up giving a fuck and just live
Me and AKOGOLD finna go gold in a minute
If we don't the so's told our legacy, it's mega, see
We'll take you down a peg or three
First Wichita then Goldberg, don't hope there's no third
Yall so thirsty, my flow serves
My bro murk beats, yall no heard nothin like this before
I aint been stuntin like this before..
Wack rappers get the jackhammer..
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8. |
Down Words
03:48
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I'm spiralling
Downwards
That's why I'm writing down words
Save that
"Sleep Is for the weak" shit
You're weak if you don't sleep and I ain't had a decent sleep in weeks
I ain't had a decent sleep, I'm weak
In recent weeks
I've been reaching deep
Levels of depression
My devils love attention
The tension keep me weak
Ordinarily ornery and un sociable
In the corner being unapproachable
Taking notes on how I loathe the whole
God damned population
Talk you wastin if it's towards me
Don't walk adjacent or toward me
Don't mind what I'm saying, ignore me
Cause I'm just like you and you bore me
Poor me, pour me up a mother fuckin double rum And just keep em comin till I'm dumb and drunk and numb
I don't wanna feel this
I don't wanna deal with,
Physical pain
Mental pain
Way more than a gentle strain
It's detrimental
In debt; my mental
In step I stumble
No breath I mumble
No catch I fumble
I focus on trouble
Save me from myself
Save me from my health
Save me from my stagnant status
A magnet for sadness
The madness, the madness
Preying on me like mantis
Dismantling progress
I'm a hog, I'm a mess
I'm a prawn, not a don
I'm a dog and I'm hoggin the ses
I'm lost in the fog and the haze
I'm not so fond of my ways
Every day is plagued with thoughts of ending it
I'm spending it wrong
Questions left pending
On a quest with the pen then
Vent them resentments
Repent and let them know that you meant it
Tired of feeling demented
I'm spiralling downwards
That's why I tried writing down words
To get my thoughts straight
Like ironing down shirts
I'm tired, entirely off base
Like I'm bout to make a run for home
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