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OM1_1 (The One About Me)
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I Tried and Failed
On my Ones
Rised and Prevailed
On my Ones
Sweat Every Detail
On my Ones
Wrote Every Email
On my Ones
I pick that Fit out
On my Ones
I put that hit out
On my Ones
I Do my Dirt
On my Ones
I get that Work
On my Ones
Humble as a mumble in the jungle
Kept my head down vision in a tunnel
I was on the edge of their tongue then
Now the whispers turn into a rumble
Terrorize these white folk like Django
I’m to rap as Sam Jack’s to Kangol
King of jungle need me a Jane tho
Link me with Lupita Nyongo
The way I’m showing ass these damn days
I should start a only fans pages
I’m in the studio peaking thru the damn shades
Ceremonial matcha and kicks handmade
Shirt human made
Negro in Nego
Cold like 10 below
Low key like torpedo
High ass libido
Black , smart and handsome damn what a trio
I Tried and Failed
On my Ones
Rised and Prevailed
On my Ones
Sweat Every Detail
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I done seen friends turn to strangers
So many times I can’t count it on ten fingers
I need my toes so I kick off my trainers
I’m coppin trainers
My homies copp’in legos and potty training
But really I can’t blame them
Thats what everyone else doing our age and
Trying to duck these real work expectations
While drowning in a sea of gender reveal party invitations
I feel so distant from yal
I’m so busy barely text, barely call
Truth is I aint sleeping at all
I O.D. on caffeine and retinol
I miss the reunion
I miss that communion
But I’m out chasing my dreams and if I’m gonna catch them then I gotta keep moving.
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No Heals or Fishnets
Came through in your slides and your kith sweats
I tried to put the new Weekend album on
you said mother Fucker throw on that dip set
I like that you like what you like
Like that you don’t really care about the Hype
Like that you aint scare if you’re dared you just might
Like that you’re rare , that you’re once in a life
No fucks given, filter missing
I think I found the one
I think I met my match
Im totally undone
No fucks given
Filter missing
I think I found the one
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I was all good just a week ago
Making plans talking bout where we wanted to go
Then mother nature said “My Nigga its time to take it slow”
“Ima show you all who’s in control”
Time is irrelevant and so is the day
In the room with an elephant & he’s standing 6 feet away
With that mask on I can’t understand what you say
But it sounds like “Damn I miss yesterday”
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Red hat, red State, white Hood, White Cape
Same shit, different state, whats great? I’ll wait
We don’t get a plate, we don’t get a seat, but we on our feet here to serve you
So we took those scrapes and made soul food
Say your superior and its god that chose you
But the sun don’t even like you look how it burn you
Yal don’t want that truth, yal don’t won’t those roots
But you want those lips and you want those glutes
We the music, the culture the fashion ,The sauce , the juice and sazón
Told us to barbecue over there, now you mad that you can’t come
Throwing a privilege tantrum, thats the new national anthem
Music to my ears , now keep dancing
Look in the mirror all I see is blessings
Melanin complexion Royal ancestrin
Look at my Sistrin and I look at my Bredrin
Melanin complexion Royal ancestrin
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I saw your guy, he’s a waste-man
I thought you had better taste damn
I see you different now
I see you different now
I’m like
“That’s who you crying over?”
“That’s who you can’t get over?”
Nigga look like he shop in the men’s section of fashion Nova
He don’t listen when you speaking
Fights break out for no damn reason
Easy to stay then up and leave him
That ain’t love that’s just convenience
If you knew better, you would do better
Stuck out my hand but my head said “forget her”
Don’t save her, she don’t want to be saved.
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We went from dead broke to less broke
Less broke to bespoke
Kick the door broke the deadbolt
Wrote 45 in the death note
Welcome to the hunger games I’m the guest host
American looking like Westeros, white walkers killing all the rest of folk
They took land from the Red Folk
Need a rail road call the yellow folk
Need the soul call the black folk
Want the control keep it to yourself
Yal was scared of isis and the Taliban
Now yal calling I.c.e on my nigga Juan
You a flight risk if you read the Koran
Of a thug if you walk with a hoodie on
Cinco De Mayo tequila shots,
while my Mexican fam lock in a box
Skid row homeless from blocks
While people in the hills O.D. on Botox
Coachella there’s a white girl in a headdress with fake dreadlocks
Front row at the Travis Scott
Thanking the lord for the melting pot
Look at the flick of da wrist, Im in the melting pot
San with those chopsticks, he’s in the melting pot
Man like Mohamed he’s in the melting pot
Look what my nigga Juan did, he’s in the melting pot
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Im a wall flower
Low key Low key
Im a people watcher
Low key Low key
I can do a little dance if you show me show me
But you won’t find me in the club if you know me know me
Dutty Thoughts, Dutty Thoughts
She makes me think Dutty Thoughts
I see her in the dance
Bussin out the tight up shorts
Why did I wear sweat pants?
You can see all of my thoughts Damn
( think unsexy,think unsexy,think unsexy,think unsexy,)
Stood on the wall for a long time
Couldn’t come up with a strong line
So I pressed on her with a strong wine
So hard made her drop her palm wine
Damn I hope her shit dry
Epic fail but I did try
Ima only 2 step just to get by
I got two left feet and my hips lie,
Im a wall flower
Low key Low key
Im a people watcher
Low key Low key
I can do a little dance if you show me show me
But you won’t find me in the club if you know me know me
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You’re rare to me
Blacker than a hundred thousand midnights
Rarer than the sickest nike quick strike
Rarer than a quiet baby on a long flight
Rare, like trump saying something right
Rare like a vegan who don’t brag about it
Rarer than one who heard that line and aint mad about it
Rare , like walking in an all you can eat buffet and leaving with a doggy bag up out it
Rare like a bodega with no cat in it
Rarer than an episode of friends with some blacks in it
Rare like hearing two new york niggas talk
And not hearing “yerrrr” “deadass” or “facts in it
Rarer than a fro without some naps in it
Rarer than a UK rave with no air max in it
Rare, like hearing 2 drags queens argue
And not seeing no finger snaps or claps in it
You’re rare to me
Special
Shooting star
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You know what I do to make the time fly?
I sip on my tea and mind my business
Just me and my business
With all of this fast data and Wi-Fi
I find it so hard to mind my business
Just me and my business
Heard they sad that slim thing got a bigger waist
Heard they mad that big ting got a slimmer waist
Rumor has it home girl copped a whole new face
Rumor has it ball player cheating on his bae
Teenagers in the suburbs calling rappers snitches
Girls getting slut shamed for sending pictures
Boys bullied to death for dating transgenders
And we Catch it all with our phone camera lenses
You see us free and not caring
Mind your business
Don’t call the cops don’t be a Karen
Mind your business
You see injustice from a distance and don’t give assistance
You an accomplice not a witness, that the difference
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Tattoo Money Brooklyn, New York
Rapper,Singer,Songwriter,Producer.Peter Armour Calls his sound Hip-Hop Singer/Songwriter because his music is as much inspired by beast Song writers like John Mayer as it is by God MC’s like Jay-Z. Growing up in the Hood of Brownsville Brooklyn showed him that if you can survive there, you have nothing to fear when expressing your creativity. ... more
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