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[Verse 1: Kurupi]
Coddingtown's rotting and it's corny to name drop
Job dead end but I'm waiting out late off
Sitting on the asphalt the crickets all play songs
I had bad news I should've taken the day off
But in a donut shop
In a Roseland spot
By the taco trucks
We're hanging after dark
And I feel comfy in your car
And on my twenty-first, you took me out to SF
And I didn't want to drink we went Japantown instead
I know this food truck in Fruitvale but we never went
'Cuz if you skip a couple months we skipped town and left yeah
[Verse 2: Diani]
Feels like I'm moving
But I'm staying in the same place
So I'm running away
I'm running away
Tired of keeping an ear out to what they say
So I'm running away
I'm running away
[Chorus: Ase Simone, Diani]
(Ah
Ooh ah
Ooh ah)
You don't know what to say (ooh ah)
Cuz you want to run away (ooh ah)
But you cannot run away (ooh ah)
So you don't know what to say (ooh ah)
But you cannot run today (ooh ah
So you must choose to stay (ooh ah)
[Verse 3: Cam, the Chef]
Uh yeah
Casio watch plain Jane
I was driving round the city
And I just saw what's her name
She was like "how you been doing"
the best prospect since Lew Alcindor
Smoking weed and it's growing indoors
When we leave tell 'em send the invoice
I just made a left turn on King
I was playing "Get it Shawty" by Lloyd
Then I hit the 110
Picked up some friends
Tell 'em get on in
Track suit on like I ran
Gold on my neck like shah of Iran
I'm shipping vinyls out to Japan
She made up her mind couldn't tell by the glance
Face backlit with cell phone glare
Trying to avoid the hot seat
Playing musical chairs
I saw this restaurant on a brochure
I wanted to go but still I wasn't sure
Had to take a late night cab drive
I'm putting beat stems on a flash drives
Put in on the smoke that's my last five
Went to super market sweep for the cash prize
My last five
For the cash prize
[Chorus: Ase Simone, Diani]
(Ooh ah
Ooh ah)
You don't know what to say (ooh ah)
Cuz you want to run away (ooh ah)
But you cannot run away (ooh ah)
So you don't know what to say (ooh ah)
But you cannot run today (ooh ah
So you must choose to stay (ooh ah)
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2. |
Copilot
02:28
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(Oh yeah
Slam the front into the wheel
Tug the rear end
Duel blowers poppin' out of the hood
Wowowowowowowow)
(It's dangerous)
[Hook]
Say my baby speeding off in a civic
And that's how I'm living
City bright lights and it glisten
2049 Rush vision
Tell me how you get it
Light purple skies and I'm hidden
Been on a mission
Hit a couple mics tryna flip shit
But that's just a given
And I'm just tryna
(Wouldn't you rather cross the land of the dead
In your own sports car?)
Yeah I'm just tryna
Hop in her mother fucking civic
And that's how I'm living
City bright lights and it glisten
2049 Rush vision
Tell me how you get it
Light purple skies and I'm hidden
Been on a mission
Hit a couple mics tryna flip shit
But that's just a given
And I'm just tryna
(Y'know Manny,
I could make this car a little faster)
Yeah I'm just tryna
[Verse]
Flames on the 5
Red skies back home
It's fire season again
Braces bent
Size times ten
Optimus mid transformation
Optimistic window tint
Bright lights at night I
Feel like moths to a flame
And I'm addicted to the way you say my name
And I feel comfort in your car
I feel lighter on your lap
I've been swimming through the stars
And I feel safe
Safe, safe
[Hook]
Say my baby speeding off in a civic
And that's how I'm living
City bright lights and it glisten
2049 Rush vision
Tell me how you get it
Light purple skies and I'm hidden
Been on a mission
Hit a couple mics tryna flip shit
But that's just a given
And I'm just tryna
(Too dangerous, can't land
Wind's too strong!)
Yeah I'm just tryna
Hop in her mother fucking civic
And that's how I'm living
City bright lights and it glisten
2049 Rush vision
Tell me how you get it
Light purple skies and I'm hidden
Been on a mission
Hit a couple mics tryna flip shit
But that's just a given
And I'm just tryna
(What's the point of living
If you can't feel alive)
Yeah I'm just tryna
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3. |
WayBack
03:16
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4. |
Runnin' (Ft. FourHEAD)
02:18
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5. |
Con Mi Gente
02:22
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[Verse 1]
Weak knees when we speak
Keep me moving to the beat
I really think I've never seen
Something that make me move feet
Like she
Lively spirit so free
Think it's similar to 3 stacks
And Erykah B
Primera Luna y que sigue Curandera
Never let another person ever change me for the better
I been
So stuck in my ways wait güey
no me digas I can change
I can change
[Pre-Chorus]
Sigue sigue sigue sigue
Si un momento llegué aqui
Ser el primero en el frente
Sigue sigue sigue sigue
No me importa lo que digan
Si estoy con mi gente
[Chorus]
Con mi gente
Con mi gente
No me importa lo que digan
Si estoy con mi gente
Con mi gente
Con mi gente
No me importa lo que digan
Si estoy con mi gente
[Verse 2]
Aye aye aye aye
Man I really wanna
Hang with the homies
With a 40 in my hand
If you really wanna know me
Just ask
Feeling couped
Feeling lonely
What's new
Can you show me
Same stories on the gram
New age same people never change
Speak behind your fucking back
Then stay fake to save face
Same lames
Always tryna lane change
If you got a problem
We can speak it out ok?
[Pre-Chorus]
Sigue sigue sigue sigue
Si un momento llega aqui
Ser el primero en el frente
Sigue sigue sigue sigue
No me importa lo que digan
Si estoy con mi gente
[Chorus]
Con mi gente
Con mi gente
No me importa lo que digan
Si estoy con mi gente
Con mi gente
Con mi gente
No me importa lo que digan
Si estoy con mi gente
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6. |
25 Tracks
02:28
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(We're ready for landing)
[Hook 1]
Twenty five tracks in a flash drive
I just wanna snatch mics
Need a way to pass time
It's not like last time
Got a rhythm and I
Hope it don't flatline
[Verse 1]
Make a demo tape to make me motivated wait
Tryna catch the next train
Chasing thoughts in my brain aye aye
Take a Polaroid today
Chase the moment 'fore it voids
Hold it shake shake shake aye
All the homies got notebooks on notebooks
It's no good when you can't go book
In the stu' in the booth
Make a record or two
What's the point if you can't come through?
[Hook 2]
Twenty five tracks tracks on a flash drive
Need a way to pass time
Twenty five tracks tracks on a flash drive
Hope it don't flatline
(We're ready for landing)
[Verse 2]
Listen I just wanna polish all my shit
Made a record as a kid
Fifty dollar mic a different vibe
Like you know how it is
That garage shit's dirty
Tryna hit before thirty
Gotta cook up in a hurry
Cuz I ain't got time to waste
Know what I wanna chase
So run I gotta race ugh
Give a fuck of what you say
Aye pisale güey
Imma floor it till I can't aye
[Hook 1]
Twenty five tracks in a flash drive
I just wanna snatch mics
Need a way to pass time
It's not like last time
Got a rhythm and I
Hope it don't flatline
[Hook 2]
Twenty five tracks tracks on a flash drive
Need a way to pass time
Twenty five tracks tracks on a flash drive
Hope it don't flatline
(We're ready for landing)
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7. |
Patterns
04:44
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Kurupi Los Angeles, California
Punk rap with South American roots
One man band
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