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Intro
01:06
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Awon
Who do your root for
Who do shoot for
Who's the champion of the poor
Who hold the Ambien
It's a fucking famine
Don't get rocked to sleep
Nino alive
And Keshia jumping out the jeep
With Macs playing for keeps
It's a Van Peebles blaxploitation
Raps more vacant
Without me
Firing squad to those who doubt me
I'm Westworld Wyatt
Looking in my black Mirror
Calling Candyman quiet
In melancholy I riot
My poetry is more dope to me
Pheens OD
conceit May be your defeat
In the presence of darkness
Heredity the natural king
Riding in town 400 horses
Chariots for bosses
Your Maserati might pull a coffin
Paid for by criminal profit
I can't dumb it down it's logic
You pushing garbage that oil based shit
That won't come back after they wash it.
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Greatest of everything Michelin star chef it up
6 ring queen red diamond in a steady rough
Lambergini V's so cold for the whip
And Dom Pérignon Rose Gold 96
That 1 shot top notch Hennessy Ellipse
And Christian's Imperial Majesty for the mist
And Fung Gold, Space Station toilet when I shit
That Pink Lotus Tiffany lamp 'cause shit I be lit
Take a seat when I eat fresh Tokyo Bluefin
S-400 Air Vladimir Putin
Stuart Hughes Diamond 1 button for my new men
MS Allure of the Seas when we cruisin'
That Airbus A380 to make moves in
Will Lowe British Loris and Livia true gin
Silverware Monogram Harley when its dinner
And Vicuña llama fur coats in the winter
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3. |
Sergio
02:25
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One time for your mind
Check the muthafuckin' rhyme
Like a sun bet I shine
Awon
I'm on that Sergio Tachinni
Purple Tape era shit
Bow when you see me
Brim low
Beard rough
On my Frankie Beverly
Yevve Saint Laurent
Cologne stay smelling heavenly
Tempress in my deck
Rolling like a gangster
Baby Ruger with the wifey
Copped it for the wankstas
Intelligentsia in the morning fine coffee drinker
My old head still rock the rope
With the anchor
Stash like the Whispers
Spending old hundreds
Pouring up Obama Henny like it ain't nothing
But for something
Is more nothing with no passion
The wars coming y'all keep spending
While I'm stacking
And I'm gon make it happen
I'm the captain of the team
Facilitate the rock
So that the block is my regime
Double entendres double entendres
Cause I'm a monster
Metaphors will stop ya
Bars brolic like a Tonka
Awon set it
Never will I sweat
Fuck around when I'm swinging swords get beheaded
Magnetic Danger
Known to tote a laser
Teleport through the solar system
Bringing flavor
High off the fungi
I'm a war general
From planets above
Your sky
Metaphysical
Critical
Powerful Impact
I been strapped
Like bokeem and Bamboo
Rashard chopped up the sample
It ain't nothing but some dark shit nocturnally
Feeding frenzies
On some shark shit
Trading war stories about when the Narcs hit
Hennessy in red cups
Sparking on a park bench
Young wolves gather around to see
The dice game Italian sportswear and everybody got a nice chain
Wrist chunky double or nothing
Your hear the metal move
The block like Home Depot
We toting hella tools
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O.D.B.
03:53
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Controlled substances
And the pharmaceuticals
Used to
Sling crack rocks
Coke under my cuticles
I'm the indisputable
Champion in chariots
With the foreign engines
Forgive me for my arrogance
Y'all are just embarrassing
Sipping on this Hennessy
Sparking up the gasoline
God gave me the energy
With my bible
I'm taking you to churches
Rest In peace to Tupac
Bishop of the verses
Nigga I'm your preacher
Ya pastor and your teacher
You gonna take this knowledge
Or you gonna get this ether
Israel issued split your tissue
If you fuck around
Bury you alive
You ain't know
I'm from the underground
Awon murder emcees on the daily
Just for fun
Every time I drop
On the bandcamp
I'm #1
Don't Sleep Records is the
Supreme of this rap shit
Link Rust produced it
Mics I got em mastered
This goes out to all the Old Dirty Bastards
With Packs in the freezer
And stacks in the mattress
A gun under your pillow
Same clothes while you trapping
Misunderstood you just trying to make it happen
This goes out to all the Old Dirty Bastards
With Packs in the freezer
And stacks in the mattress
A gun under your pillow
Same clothes while you trapping
Misunderstood you just trying to make it happen
Buss it down in fractions
Eye balling the rations
Smelling the stink of crack funk
Contemplating paths when
Them niggas start hating
Or them boys come chasing
In the house mind racing
Caking while they freebasing
It's the pits of hell
You don't enjoy the sell
Until it's 500s heavy weight
On the scale
The block is impaled with a gem star
In geometric shapes that could build a case and send you upstate
Wait but not patiently
Educate and elevate
The state of mind
For me to build I gotta destroy
Or wait in line
Nigga I'm taking mine
Bitch I'm straight divine
Supreme being who shine
So this goes out to all my old dirty bastard
With packs in the freezer and stacks up in the mattress gun under the pillow
Same clothes while you trapping
Misunderstood you just trynna make it happen
This goes out to all the Old Dirty Bastards
With Packs in the freezer
And stacks in the mattress
A gun under your pillow
Same clothes while you trapping
Misunderstood you just trying to make it happen
This goes out to all the Old Dirty Bastards
With Packs in the freezer
And stacks in the mattress
A gun under your pillow
Same clothes while you trapping
Misunderstood you just trying to make it happen
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5. |
Cloudy
04:04
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I'm so tired of rain
I need a little sunlight
I dueled with the iron mic
Black clouds over me
I'm still shining bright
I'm so tired of rain
I need a little sunlight
I dueled with the iron mic
Black clouds over me
I'm still shining bright
My anxiety is acting up
I'm having nicotine withdrawal
I put the blunts down for a second
But drowning in some alcohol
Henny Black over eggnog
Passing out
Listening to gospel on the vinyl
Thinking of grandma
I'm not going out
Nothing takes away my pain
Just copped the new Jordan's
I can't wear them in the rain
Nothing satisfies the black hole in my soul
Nothing I can buy
No way I can get high
When I'm so low
Eating once a day just for fuel
Even in silence
My anger level is Run the Jewels
My time line filled with fucking fools
So cynical
Pessimistic people
Need a mouth full of genitals
I just need a laugh
There's enough to be mad about
I'm Fuck the world
There's enough to be sad about
I'm so tired of rain
I need a little sunlight
I dueled with the iron mic
Black clouds over me
I'm still shining bright
I'm so tired of rain
I need a little sunlight
I dueled with the iron mic
Black clouds over me
I'm still shining bright
The more you turning up
The more you need to fill a void
You make it rain cream
And you ain't even employed
I'm confused
Not amused by this shit on the daily
I don't understand people I know
And so rarely
Does anyone say anything positive
No knowledge no love
I don't see how they live
I'm the God
I'm the Lord
Slaying demons with my sword
That is pure liquid lyrical
Futuristic spirituals
A spitting miracles
Deconstructed gems
Catching the Holy Ghost
Spitting mutha fucking hymns
I'm so tired of the rain
I need a little sunlight
Depressed and stressed
Don't make me get my gun right
So with only one mic
My heart is on my sleeve
But respond to gossip
What do you believe
How was this conceived
Did elites really achieve
Controlling the population
So consumers we will breed
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6. |
Burning Big Faces
02:15
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Burning big faces
Dodging fed cases
Betting on races
Jays with leather laces
Feeling like Pablo
Counting up guapo
Rap El Chapo
Sunny side Lotso
Got it on lock though
Jumbo shrimp in my nachos
Lobster tail meat in my tacos
Pop vintage bottles
Champagne pouring
Even old schools foreign
That diesel stay roaring
Norma Bates Benzo
Cop wifey Kenzo
Kaws one originals
Pink panther criminals
No new friends though
Tints on the windows
Don't party where they try to say
We can't blow indo
5 panel brim low
Corners I'm a bend slow
Then open up on the straight away
For the win yo
Top of the totem pole
Awon broke the mold
Whack rappers hope I fold
Even Midas flow is gold
When the bass heavy and the beats keep booming
Equalizer in the red streets keep moving
We turn it up
We burn it up
We turn it up
We burn it up
When the bass heavy and the beats keep booming
Equalizer in the red streets keep moving
We turn it up
We burn it up
We turn it up
We burn it up
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7. |
Outer Realms
03:03
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Awon in full effect
Catch wreck on square
4 connect on decks
Link perplex
More
I heard some niggas stressed
When I'm vex
Come and test and I make sure your vest will catch more
I pledge allegiance to the beat
It keep booming
Lyrically defeat my advisories
Keep moving
Grab the microphone
Get in a zone and keep grooving
Blessed by the funk
Resurrected from the ruins
The emcee apocalypse
They say I'm inhuman
Straight from the mothership
Planetary doom is inevitable
When the incredible get to spewing
Toxic sludge lyrical drugs
That keep you tuned in
This is that Captain Hook
Riot super pirate rhyme
Off the East China Sea
Ransom in my diatribe
The impossible like walking dead
Get it you die alive
super ghost pepper shit
So hot I make you cry inside
San Pellegino couldn't cool you
If you swallowed 5
You won't understand it
Until you see me spitting live
Until you see me getting live
Hands up keep high
Crowd surfing
Adrenaline pumping
Because you feel the vibe
When I grip
The mic 1 -2
And then you check rhyme
Awon in full effect
Catch wreck on square
4 connect on decks
Link perplex
More
I heard some niggas stressed
When I'm vex
Come and test and I make sure your vest will catch more
Awon in full effect
Catch wreck on square
4 connect on decks
Link perplex
More
I heard some niggas stressed
When I'm vex
Come and test and I make sure your vest will catch more
The poet lyrical miracle in this day and time
My frame of mind is out work them than the game is mine
You can't knock it if it's dope
It's undeniable
Your records flop
Cause your followers unreliable
This is applicable
To rappers at home coming
And the student body asking each
Other why it's you
And you can come talking
All the tough shit you want
Truth is these lil niggas ain't buying you
I see it when I'm riding through
I see it in them comments too
They don't fuck with you Jody
And I'm an honest dude
So grow up baby boy say hi
To your mama too
Tell her save the big piece of chicken
Cause I'm sliding through
Maybe turn up your music tonight
So we don't bother you
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8. |
Space Bass
02:43
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Told you once
Like I did before
Awon here with straight up raw
Hear the beat they hit the floor
Hand in the air like gimmie some more
Gimmie some more that Busta Rhyme
Hit you like Whoo Ha
If you fuck with mine
Tuck your shine we RBG
I'm Edi Amine if you come at me
Got the bounce
And enough degree
Times 33 and a 3rd you see
I'm out of bounds
I'm off the grid
I'm over your head
I sauce your lid
Like Campbell's Soup
That Wharhol Paint
Roll my dank
Pour my drank
You pay for the show
Might come and faint
You leaving stank
You leaving rank
They sweat in here
It's hot as hell
They jump around when I rock the bells
Im world renown
So is my team
Millions of hits
Millions of streams
You know you pop
When they tat your name
But fuck the fame
Just tuck your chain
No flash round here
Just beats and rhymes
Sellout of that merch
Don't Sleep design
You sleep and find
We on the grind
Insomniacs in the laundry mat
Washing show money
To avoid the tax
Tell Uncle Sam I'll get him back
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9. |
Outro
01:11
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Awon Virginia
Antwan Wiggins (born March 6, 1980 in Brooklyn, NY) is an American hip hop recording artist based in Newport News, Virginia. He is known by his stage name Awon. In 2014, along with frequent collaborator Phoniks, he founded Don't Sleep Records. Awon has shared the stage with many hip-hop acts including Little Brother, Common, EPMD, MC Lyte, and Oddisee. ... more
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