Live it up. Give it up. Feel it when it bumps.
Live it up. Give it up. Feel it when it bumps.
Live it up. Give it up. Feel it when it bumps.
Put ‘em up. Jump if you couldn’t get enough.
x2
They’re bored of the same, so we changed the game.
Paint the page with a stain that they claim is strange.
Two faces, love and hate.
The coin is the same.
Flip, face it. We came to beef up the basics.
From a culture born in a basement.
Hip hop, the road we walk, the way we talk.
The greats of yesterday paved the way.
We pay homage on every stage we play.
Stopping’s not an option.
I don’t see a problem.
Why’re the ones boasting often the first to play opossum?
Too much talk in their doctrine.
Peacocks squakin’ like clockwork. Proceed with caution.
Live it up. Give it up. Feel it when it bumps.
Live it up. Give it up. Feel it when it bumps.
Live it up. Give it up. Feel it when it bumps.
Put ‘em up. Jump if you couldn’t get enough.
x2
Supersede the fundamental of what it means to dream.
To attain these things you need a scheme, true indeed.
To believe in a better day’s a waist if you lay in wait. So wake and take your fate by the reigns.
Hey!
Sounds great, start tomorrow after a nap.
That mentality is why your sand castle collapsed. Run laps ‘til your heels skin flaps fold back. ‘Til that, it ain’t time to relax. Track-smart etiquette, climbing soft sediment.
Meddling in a zone of gnomes dressed as elephants.
This illusion alludes me loosely.
Truth’s in the pudding we usually spoon feed.
PLEASE!
Plead the fifth and get a grip if you seek to live for glam and glitz - the social glitch. Time you noticed it. Approach the ridge with intent to jump the cliff.
I’m over it.
I write like a poltergeist.
I scribe my rhymes and roll my eyes with every line.
I’m three parts crazy, and one part pay me. Painstakingly waking my generation.
You can see the strength in unity.
I keep hope for what the truth could bring.
We can’t seek our peace in history.
The future’s a sanctuary.
But I heard hope is a dangerous drug.
Where’s it still coming from?
Can’t blame the fiend for needing that fix if there isn’t much else for which to live.
x2
Be the future you want to see for you.
Be the future you want to see for me.
We can’t seek our peace in history.
The future’s a sanctuary.
But I heard hope is a dangerous drug.
The sun’s set, and the night is young.
We can’t seek our peace in history.
The future’s a sanctuary.
x2
You can see the strength in unity.
I keep hope for what the truth could bring.
We can’t seek our peace in history.
The future’s a sanctuary.
But I heard hope is a dangerous drug.
The sun’s set, and the night is young.
We can’t seek our peace in history.
The future’s a sanctuary.
Philly rapper Wino Willy is back with a concept album that showcases his sharp rhyme styles & appearances from Maze Overlay & Fatboi Sharif. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 29, 2023