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(Written by Preach Ankobia | Produced & Mixed by Gee)

Be on the look out for them niggas
They ain’t real bro
I’m back to that voice of the street shit
For real yo!
Shout out all my homies who hold me down
My ground folk
Been a little phucked up
But look who’s back around bro
On the down low
The bottle had your homie stuck
Ignoring your demons will fuckin eat a nigga up

Exploring feelings like if I picked the trigger up
Maybe I can see who really give a fuck
Man down
Time’s running out
My sands down
Feeling like the new fool
Centre-Ville with my pants down

They say my pain the reason I’m trill
And the fact I keep it real is the reason I’m ill
Huh

I got these voices in my head tryna trick me at nite
Tryna convince me to extinguish this light
Then I dreamt about Shame & I heard his voice
And I damn near heard this chorus
He was singing like

Hold on my nigga hold on
Roll on my nigga roll on
Be strong my nigga be strong
We ain’t phuckin round
We got the world to cake on!

Hold on my nigga hold on
Roll on my nigga roll on
Be strong my nigga be strong
We ain’t phuckin round
We got the world to cake on!

You see what’s fucked up
Is when you feeling fucked up
And you ain’t got no shine around
These people treat you fucked up

What’s up?
I thought we was tight
It was you who's running screaming we down for life
Mama told me bout the wolves
Warned me bout the sheeple
Devil on my mind saying "to kill 4 people"

Feelin like I got no angels left
Papa Zibz told me take baby steps
But here I’m worried bout my babies breath
No bouquet!
No marigolds and I ain’t feelin rosey today
They say they miss my smile
And I walk around like somebody just pissed in my pile

I got these voices in my head tryna trick me at nite
Tryna convince me to extinguish this light
Then I dreamt about Shame & I heard his voice
And I damn near heard this chorus
He was singing like

Hold on my nigga hold on
Roll on my nigga roll on
Be strong my nigga be strong
We ain’t phuckin round
We got the world to cake on!

Hold on my nigga hold on
Roll on my nigga roll on
Be strong my nigga be strong
We ain’t phuckin round
We got the world to cake on!

So should I give up?
Or should I make one last push?
Everytime I roll a spliff
I swear that this the last kush!
I’ve got issues with dependance
Is this my karma or the life that I’ve been sentenced?
Can’t even raise my daughter right
Wish I could do it all
You know be more father like
How could she follow me
I can’t lead myself right
Praying that my days don’t pass they shelf life!
Phuck
I’m dehydrated
I’m famished & stressed
Still I get up everyday
And I give it my best
Till my wheels fall off
Or I meet my death
My devils can’t keep me in check

I got these voices in my head tryna trick me at nite
Tryna convince me to extinguish this light
Then I dreamt about Shame & I heard his voice
And I damn near heard this chorus
He was singing like

Hold on my nigga hold on
Roll on my nigga roll on
Be strong my nigga be strong
We ain’t phuckin round
We got the world to cake on!

Hold on my nigga hold on
Roll on my nigga roll on
Be strong my nigga be strong
We ain’t phuckin round
We got the world to cake on!]]> **

(Written by Preach Ankobia | Produced & Mixed by Gee)

Be on the look out for them niggas
They ain’t real bro
I’m back to that voice of the street shit
For real yo!
Shout out all my homies who hold me down
My ground folk
Been a little phucked up
But look who’s back around bro
On the down low
The bottle had your homie stuck
Ignoring your demons will fuckin eat a nigga up

Exploring feelings like if I picked the trigger up
Maybe I can see who really give a fuck
Man down
Time’s running out
My sands down
Feeling like the new fool
Centre-Ville with my pants down

They say my pain the reason I’m trill
And the fact I keep it real is the reason I’m ill
Huh

I got these voices in my head tryna trick me at nite
Tryna convince me to extinguish this light
Then I dreamt about Shame & I heard his voice
And I damn near heard this chorus
He was singing like

Hold on my nigga hold on
Roll on my nigga roll on
Be strong my nigga be strong
We ain’t phuckin round
We got the world to cake on!

Hold on my nigga hold on
Roll on my nigga roll on
Be strong my nigga be strong
We ain’t phuckin round
We got the world to cake on!

You see what’s fucked up
Is when you feeling fucked up
And you ain’t got no shine around
These people treat you fucked up

What’s up?
I thought we was tight
It was you who's running screaming we down for life
Mama told me bout the wolves
Warned me bout the sheeple
Devil on my mind saying "to kill 4 people"

Feelin like I got no angels left
Papa Zibz told me take baby steps
But here I’m worried bout my babies breath
No bouquet!
No marigolds and I ain’t feelin rosey today
They say they miss my smile
And I walk around like somebody just pissed in my pile

I got these voices in my head tryna trick me at nite
Tryna convince me to extinguish this light
Then I dreamt about Shame & I heard his voice
And I damn near heard this chorus
He was singing like

Hold on my nigga hold on
Roll on my nigga roll on
Be strong my nigga be strong
We ain’t phuckin round
We got the world to cake on!

Hold on my nigga hold on
Roll on my nigga roll on
Be strong my nigga be strong
We ain’t phuckin round
We got the world to cake on!

So should I give up?
Or should I make one last push?
Everytime I roll a spliff
I swear that this the last kush!
I’ve got issues with dependance
Is this my karma or the life that I’ve been sentenced?
Can’t even raise my daughter right
Wish I could do it all
You know be more father like
How could she follow me
I can’t lead myself right
Praying that my days don’t pass they shelf life!
Phuck
I’m dehydrated
I’m famished & stressed
Still I get up everyday
And I give it my best
Till my wheels fall off
Or I meet my death
My devils can’t keep me in check

I got these voices in my head tryna trick me at nite
Tryna convince me to extinguish this light
Then I dreamt about Shame & I heard his voice
And I damn near heard this chorus
He was singing like

Hold on my nigga hold on
Roll on my nigga roll on
Be strong my nigga be strong
We ain’t phuckin round
We got the world to cake on!

Hold on my nigga hold on
Roll on my nigga roll on
Be strong my nigga be strong
We ain’t phuckin round
We got the world to cake on!]]> 4589318 no no Wed, 15 Apr 2020 23:58:29 +0200 2020-04-15T23:58:29+02:00 4:08 https://hearthis.at/foreverpreach/woke/
Don’t buckle under stress
Adversity's my favorite motivation
Think it's cause my daddy haitian or I’m sick of waiting patient

So I grind

My mama needs her mortgage paid

Pensions running out
She’ll get to trippin if the mortgage raise

Planning how I’ll hold her down in her golden age
Things that cross your mind in your older days

Feel like I'm slowing down
When I get some good kush and float away

Try another batch
Shit my soldier say

Trying to figure out why more blacks don’t own shares in propane?

Or control their own petroleum
Gas or gold trade?

Why when I and I try to higher rise you throw shade?
Blocked pineal glands
Got us caged
in a cave
In the caucus

Looking for that Daucus Carota
I heard latex causes cancer of the chocha

Rage like I’m Zach Delarocha
Think I’m gon’ be silent when you gave my people coka

Hell No!
Y'all ain't gon' touch us no more
Ya.. Y'all ain't gon ' touch us no more

Tell Babylon Hell No
Y'all ain't gon' touch us no more
Ya.. Y'all ain't gon ' touch us no more

They keep telling me I'm woke?
I'm tryna roll this reef my nigga
I'm just tryna find my peace my nigga

They keep telling me I'm woke?
I'm tryna smoke this keef my nigga
I'm just tryna go to sleep my nigga

Africa is in my eyes
The islands are the canvas to my pieces.
Tell me why my western people do not rep their eastern equals?
Is it us?
are we harvesting the evils?
Cause I don’t recognize me when I see you!

See boo
They've been tryna figure out our power for a while.
How they planted us in asphalt and we flowered with a smile
Erstwhile, our domicile inspired freestyle

That's why they don’t want ya
Smoking Marijuana!
Ganjah represses information taught to haunt ya,
Why ain’t wheatgrass, chlorophyll and spirulina sponsored?

They’re trying keep you wide awake and still unconscious
That's why I zone out to Kabaka and some Chronixx

Yo they love to lock us up for that coco
Cointelpro still embedded in the popo

We tryna out run time
Cause they gon’ Kunta Kinte you my nigga till you out your mind

Hell No!
Y'all ain't gon' touch us no more
Ya.. Y'all ain't gon ' touch us no more

Tell Babylon Hell No
Y'all ain't gon' touch us no more
Ya.. Y'all ain't gon ' touch us no more

They keep telling me I'm woke?
I'm tryna roll this reef my nigga
I'm just tryna find my peace my nigga

They keep telling me I'm woke?
I'm tryna smoke this keef my nigga
I'm just tryna go to sleep my nigga]]>
Don’t buckle under stress
Adversity's my favorite motivation
Think it's cause my daddy haitian or I’m sick of waiting patient

So I grind

My mama needs her mortgage paid

Pensions running out
She’ll get to trippin if the mortgage raise

Planning how I’ll hold her down in her golden age
Things that cross your mind in your older days

Feel like I'm slowing down
When I get some good kush and float away

Try another batch
Shit my soldier say

Trying to figure out why more blacks don’t own shares in propane?

Or control their own petroleum
Gas or gold trade?

Why when I and I try to higher rise you throw shade?
Blocked pineal glands
Got us caged
in a cave
In the caucus

Looking for that Daucus Carota
I heard latex causes cancer of the chocha

Rage like I’m Zach Delarocha
Think I’m gon’ be silent when you gave my people coka

Hell No!
Y'all ain't gon' touch us no more
Ya.. Y'all ain't gon ' touch us no more

Tell Babylon Hell No
Y'all ain't gon' touch us no more
Ya.. Y'all ain't gon ' touch us no more

They keep telling me I'm woke?
I'm tryna roll this reef my nigga
I'm just tryna find my peace my nigga

They keep telling me I'm woke?
I'm tryna smoke this keef my nigga
I'm just tryna go to sleep my nigga

Africa is in my eyes
The islands are the canvas to my pieces.
Tell me why my western people do not rep their eastern equals?
Is it us?
are we harvesting the evils?
Cause I don’t recognize me when I see you!

See boo
They've been tryna figure out our power for a while.
How they planted us in asphalt and we flowered with a smile
Erstwhile, our domicile inspired freestyle

That's why they don’t want ya
Smoking Marijuana!
Ganjah represses information taught to haunt ya,
Why ain’t wheatgrass, chlorophyll and spirulina sponsored?

They’re trying keep you wide awake and still unconscious
That's why I zone out to Kabaka and some Chronixx

Yo they love to lock us up for that coco
Cointelpro still embedded in the popo

We tryna out run time
Cause they gon’ Kunta Kinte you my nigga till you out your mind

Hell No!
Y'all ain't gon' touch us no more
Ya.. Y'all ain't gon ' touch us no more

Tell Babylon Hell No
Y'all ain't gon' touch us no more
Ya.. Y'all ain't gon ' touch us no more

They keep telling me I'm woke?
I'm tryna roll this reef my nigga
I'm just tryna find my peace my nigga

They keep telling me I'm woke?
I'm tryna smoke this keef my nigga
I'm just tryna go to sleep my nigga]]> 4586545 no no Wed, 15 Apr 2020 04:07:16 +0200 2020-04-16T01:08:03+02:00 3:30 https://hearthis.at/foreverpreach/tdc/
(Written by Preach Ankobia | Produced & Mixed by Gee)

I'm facing a burn out
Hoping that these seeds that I planted will turn out
I'm waiting for this grass to grow green
Cause I'm tired of the grind
I think you know what I mean
I could see it in your face too
When you go home who is there to embrace you
Who's the real criminal in your view
When you walking down the street and the police gon' case you
They don't see you breaking your back
See you sacrifice all
And don't get nothing back
They don't know your house is a mess
Can't sleep cause your mama got cancer in her breast
Now your girl feels a lump in her chest and your daughter got krohns and you thinking what's next
Oh right you just said I'm under arrest and you ask me why I'm motherfuckin stressed

Things done changed
Homie things done changed
Everywhere things done changed
Will it ever be the same
Shorty things done changed
Tell me why things done changed

I said Things done changed
Baby things done changed
Everywhere things done changed
It will never be the same
Mama things done changed
Tell me why things done changed

Yo Things done changed
Brother things done changed
Sister said things done changed
Will it ever be the same
Playa things done changed
Tell me why things done changed

Things done changed
Papa things done changed
Everywhere things done changed
It will never be the same
My yute things done changed
Biggie said things done changed
Baby Baby

I'm facing some bad days
I ain't slept in 8 weeks
I crave sleep in a bad way
It's been 48 hours no cat naps
So my mind kinda drifting
Tryna grab it back
See every time I get these boots up in my saddle straps
I realize I'm in a boat and gotta paddle back
Why the government still treating us like cattle black
Didn't brother Malcolm tell 'em we ain't having that
We ain't having that
We had enough of this
Tell Elon double double on that shuttle quick
Cause mars been calling
Might have to get the fuck out before sars come crawling back
On some ultra Ebola
I'm thinking too much
homie I need to roll up
And find me a shorty who's shaped like a cola
I don't need your clothes off
Lend me your shoulder

Things done changed
Homie things done changed
Everywhere things done changed
Will it ever be the same
Shorty things done changed
Tell me why things done changed

I said Things done changed
Baby things done changed
Everywhere things done changed
It will never be the same
Mama things done changed
Tell me why things done changed

Yo Things done changed
Brother things done changed
Sister said things done changed
Will it ever be the same
Playa things done changed
Tell me why things done changed

Things done changed
Papa things done changed
Everywhere things done changed
It will never be the same
My yute things done changed
Biggie said things done changed
Baby Baby

Written & Recorded | May 2017 (Unreleased)]]>
(Written by Preach Ankobia | Produced & Mixed by Gee)

I'm facing a burn out
Hoping that these seeds that I planted will turn out
I'm waiting for this grass to grow green
Cause I'm tired of the grind
I think you know what I mean
I could see it in your face too
When you go home who is there to embrace you
Who's the real criminal in your view
When you walking down the street and the police gon' case you
They don't see you breaking your back
See you sacrifice all
And don't get nothing back
They don't know your house is a mess
Can't sleep cause your mama got cancer in her breast
Now your girl feels a lump in her chest and your daughter got krohns and you thinking what's next
Oh right you just said I'm under arrest and you ask me why I'm motherfuckin stressed

Things done changed
Homie things done changed
Everywhere things done changed
Will it ever be the same
Shorty things done changed
Tell me why things done changed

I said Things done changed
Baby things done changed
Everywhere things done changed
It will never be the same
Mama things done changed
Tell me why things done changed

Yo Things done changed
Brother things done changed
Sister said things done changed
Will it ever be the same
Playa things done changed
Tell me why things done changed

Things done changed
Papa things done changed
Everywhere things done changed
It will never be the same
My yute things done changed
Biggie said things done changed
Baby Baby

I'm facing some bad days
I ain't slept in 8 weeks
I crave sleep in a bad way
It's been 48 hours no cat naps
So my mind kinda drifting
Tryna grab it back
See every time I get these boots up in my saddle straps
I realize I'm in a boat and gotta paddle back
Why the government still treating us like cattle black
Didn't brother Malcolm tell 'em we ain't having that
We ain't having that
We had enough of this
Tell Elon double double on that shuttle quick
Cause mars been calling
Might have to get the fuck out before sars come crawling back
On some ultra Ebola
I'm thinking too much
homie I need to roll up
And find me a shorty who's shaped like a cola
I don't need your clothes off
Lend me your shoulder

Things done changed
Homie things done changed
Everywhere things done changed
Will it ever be the same
Shorty things done changed
Tell me why things done changed

I said Things done changed
Baby things done changed
Everywhere things done changed
It will never be the same
Mama things done changed
Tell me why things done changed

Yo Things done changed
Brother things done changed
Sister said things done changed
Will it ever be the same
Playa things done changed
Tell me why things done changed

Things done changed
Papa things done changed
Everywhere things done changed
It will never be the same
My yute things done changed
Biggie said things done changed
Baby Baby

Written & Recorded | May 2017 (Unreleased)]]> 4586546 no no Wed, 15 Apr 2020 04:07:16 +0200 2020-04-16T01:14:02+02:00 4:19 https://hearthis.at/foreverpreach/theletter/
(Written by Preach Ankobia | Produced & Mixed by Gee)

Turn on the news in my area

I hear the police been causing mass hysteria

Protect and serve, what gives?

Instead they murdered Nicholas Gibbs

Oh what a crying shame
When pointing fingers
It's the families we blame

That ain't compassion in your eyes it's disdain

I didn't choose where I grew up
But you acting like I chose this lane

You see my mother didn't grow green like broccoli

Last resort ended up on walkley

You see I never caught a body, never snatched no purse
How living in certain places get you labeled the worst
Is beyond me
So I've been polyin' with my army
We need a lil privacy
Space from these zombies
Black money
Black business
Black babies
Black wishes
Me and mi amigos bout to build a black district
Mrs Mayor

This a letter for my mayor
This a letter for my mayor
Tell her take it to the Prime Minister and the Premiere too
You could tell the President
Shorty call your whole crew
Mrs.Mayor

They like oooooh, Preach don't get forbidden
I'm like fuck it, who's repping Anthony Griffin
Or
Marcelus Francois
Presley Leslie
Trevor Kelly
Martin Suavo or Fredy,
Villanueva,

I watched em harass my neighbors
If a tussle ends up in a death roll, you a gator!
Caped police on horseback looking like Darth Vader
Bro I aint joking Tony Starks coming later
You know iron man equipped
Flying man shit
Already using drones to spy on mans shit

I shouldn't be afraid to call the police
BUT 911 MIGHT LEAVE ME DECEASED

In front my nephew and niece
Handcuffed and on my knees
Or on my belly screaming I can't breath

It's time to bring the ghetto jobs like Steve
Open doors for these kids
Turn knobs, no keys

I'm tryna grow trees out of seeds
Cause black fathers aren't the only men that leave

With 1.3million mouths to feed
I'm tryna raise a half a million PhDs
Mrs.Mayor

This a letter for my mayor
Tell her take it to the Prime Minister and the Premiere too
You could tell the President
Shorty call your whole crew
Mrs.Mayor]]>
(Written by Preach Ankobia | Produced & Mixed by Gee)

Turn on the news in my area

I hear the police been causing mass hysteria

Protect and serve, what gives?

Instead they murdered Nicholas Gibbs

Oh what a crying shame
When pointing fingers
It's the families we blame

That ain't compassion in your eyes it's disdain

I didn't choose where I grew up
But you acting like I chose this lane

You see my mother didn't grow green like broccoli

Last resort ended up on walkley

You see I never caught a body, never snatched no purse
How living in certain places get you labeled the worst
Is beyond me
So I've been polyin' with my army
We need a lil privacy
Space from these zombies
Black money
Black business
Black babies
Black wishes
Me and mi amigos bout to build a black district
Mrs Mayor

This a letter for my mayor
This a letter for my mayor
Tell her take it to the Prime Minister and the Premiere too
You could tell the President
Shorty call your whole crew
Mrs.Mayor

They like oooooh, Preach don't get forbidden
I'm like fuck it, who's repping Anthony Griffin
Or
Marcelus Francois
Presley Leslie
Trevor Kelly
Martin Suavo or Fredy,
Villanueva,

I watched em harass my neighbors
If a tussle ends up in a death roll, you a gator!
Caped police on horseback looking like Darth Vader
Bro I aint joking Tony Starks coming later
You know iron man equipped
Flying man shit
Already using drones to spy on mans shit

I shouldn't be afraid to call the police
BUT 911 MIGHT LEAVE ME DECEASED

In front my nephew and niece
Handcuffed and on my knees
Or on my belly screaming I can't breath

It's time to bring the ghetto jobs like Steve
Open doors for these kids
Turn knobs, no keys

I'm tryna grow trees out of seeds
Cause black fathers aren't the only men that leave

With 1.3million mouths to feed
I'm tryna raise a half a million PhDs
Mrs.Mayor

This a letter for my mayor
Tell her take it to the Prime Minister and the Premiere too
You could tell the President
Shorty call your whole crew
Mrs.Mayor]]> 4586547 no no Wed, 15 Apr 2020 04:07:16 +0200 2020-04-16T01:27:03+02:00 3:56