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This is the 11th Studio album by Funky DL. Originally released in 2010, "A Classic Example of a..." is filled with banging beats and skilled rhymes from the UK's finest!

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released July 27, 2010

Produced by Funky DL for Washington Classics 2010 except "Tell Me Something" produced by Parris for Major Key Entertainment.

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Funky DL is regarded as one of the most legendary and significant MC and producer to come out of the UK. Now globally known for delivering albums with both musical and lyrical finesse...

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Track Name: Falling Up
Intro:
Yeah… come on… baseline… classic… let’s go!!

Chorus:
I can’t stop, won’t stop, never stop
No time for regretting all the things I never got
Aim high look ahead trust in my own way
Stay fly keep believing love is the only
Stand tall anything negative I pass it
One word to describe everything CLASSIC
I’m falling up, I’m falling up, I’m falling up, falling

Verse One:
I must a’ (what?) cut the mustard (yeah)
Certified as a champion hustler (true dat’)
I made em’ wait like a bus stop (pow, pow)
Know how to pack a punch like a bust up (yeah)
Dirty MC’s I had to dust up (yo now I’m back)
Now I’m back saying what’s up?
You wanna stay close show me your crust na’ (show me your crust)
That’s what it takes for me to trust ya (run it)
Classic, Heartfelt, One Another, (4th album)
When Love, Black Jazz, then I’m on ta’ (6th album)
Fantasy, Seven, Seven with my brother
Street Love, Street Swagger white cover (Latin love)
Latin Love, Red Pill, 4th Quarter (the interview)
The Interview, So Sexy, Gods Daughter
This is so hot and it’s only just the warm up
Other rappers choose to fall down but I fall up!

Chorus:

Verse Two:
Obama made it blacks celebrated worldwide (Barak)
Then MJ Died, (MJ died) and then the world cried (and then the world cried)
It’s like you win one (win one) and then you lose one
So if God gave me 2 hands why use one? (I’m trying to leave)
I’m trying to leave behind a legacy
Leave behind them haters formulating with their jealousy (it’s very easy)
It’s very easy making enemies
All you gotta do is raise your name to celebrity (yo)
So get this and don’t get it twisted (ah-ha)
Most gifted kid from my district (yo)
And all your research won’t change the facts (no, no)
Times changed so I chose to adapt (to adapt)
I’m not a young boy (uh), I’m a young man (young man)
Look at everything I’ve done and I’m one man (one man)
So you know who to call up
When other cats choose to fall down but I’m falling up!


Chorus:


Verse Three:
My track record speaks volumes
So don’t try take this for cartoons (cartoons)
They say I’m the producer that has hits (yo)
I say I’m just a dude that’s classic (classic)
And I’m also sick wid it (uh)
Tried it, had it, got it, already did? (so you can call this a re-run)
So you can call this a re-run
Critics wanna critic but I don’t need a reason (and I speak for myself)
And I speak for myself
Aint no thing making beats for myself (yo)
Rappers go crazy for my beats on the shelf
If I don’t feel the same then I leave em’ on the shelf (true dat’)
Confidence up (confidence), self esteem up (self esteem)
Got the tracks to make a DJ wheel up (come again)
Come again and just tear the dancehall up
I could never fall down so I’mma fall up!

Chorus: X2
Track Name: Rhymin' 76 featuring Dukus Alemay & DJ Stixx
Intro:
Now you listen to this song



Verse One:
Uh yo, for those who thought I got stuck
Funky DL is back and I’m ready to ruck
Nobody carried me like a tow truck
I didn’t talk grit and didn’t give a Joe Buck
Others disappeared while I was laying in the cut
So sick like regurgitation swaying in your gut
I released a lot of albums “and what?”
Keeping it moving until every record store shuts (curtains)
¬And I’ll be very upfront
Although I can be bashful and be like “haahh shucks”
My flow can make you choke like you ate a bag of nuts
Or flow down smoothly like the liquid in a cup
I’m just heating up like a fleece
So lukewarm rappers better pray and get a Priest
Young smart black brother coming from the East
Same streets as K-Lash, I tussle with the beast
And I aint never been the least
Look out for my youngers like a nephew or a niece
And I don’t roll tight with police
But understand their purpose when they try and keep the peace
I’m kinda slick like grease
And strike while the iron’s hot taking out the crease
I’m close to my pals like Preach and Cochise
And got the momentum that probably won’t cease



Recess:
That probably wont… yeah, they probably won’t cease
Hey, they probably won’t cease



Verse Two:
I flow so immaculate
Don’t go flowing against the Captain of the showboat savages
This aint’ no average Joe flowing average
Leave em’ like the bear you see stone cold damaging
No holds barred you’re like “Oh Gosh how does he oversee rapping
And singing so casually?”
A masterpiece every time they come after me
Cos after me they’re guaranteed no arteries
You can come armed to the teeth, it don’t bother me
You can be better than you with just half of me
I’m so cold you can see your breath
Step closer you see your death
But not really cos I’m not really inner all of that
All I really wanna do is put the music on the map
How I do this on the track is amusing to my Dad and family
Don’t really understand what I’m doing, doing rap see
I used to work in a hotel
You can tell hoes cleaned up like a wholesale
Some sell drugs while I’m on my Mac Book Pro Laptop
Mixing all these tracks in Pro-tools
Who’s on a next level? Neck bezel
Weigh down your head pebble
You could be a dead rebel
Mr Alemay will grab the Alize
You can watch cartoons; I’ll watch the Anime, hai! (hai!)
Track Name: C'Mon featuring Lei-an
Verse One:
Uh, yo, now I’ve been doing my thing since Lord knows when
Might as well keep it moving cos it’s all gonna end some time
But for now it’s just a beat and a rhyme so
“c’mon” yo, “c’mon” huh!
Let me start from the beginning
I’m at the bar chilling with Tequila and Lemon
Lemon was Lemonade and Tequila was a women
And the Music was alright til’ I heard the bass come in
Bam!! (so ill) Tequila grabbed my arm said “c’mon”
And so I hit the dance floor, it was on!
I did about ten minutes so far
Until she wanna get more drinks from the bar
So she told me “c’mon” and then repeated “c’mon”
So I’m heading to the bar to get me more drinks
Accidently I scuffed this dudes kicks (not good)
I apologized really polite
But that wasn’t enough and he wanted to fight
All up in my face like “c’mon”
Are you really serious? Come on!!
But with some that’s what you get
They always wanna be someone to start it
But life’s too short so enjoy the song
You don’t need to know the words just to join along
See all you have to do is “c’mon” everybody
“c’mon” everybody, “c’mon” everybody, “c’mon”


Chorus:
“c’mon” everybody, “c’mon”
“c’mon” everybody, “c’mon”
“c’mon” everybody, “c’mon”
“c’mon” everybody, “c’mon”
“c’mon” everybody, “c’mon” everybody
“c’mon” everybody, “c’mon”
“c’mon”, “c’mon”, “c’mon”, “c’mon”
“c’mon”


Verse Two:
Now I’ve been doing my thing since Lord knows when
Might as well keep it moving cos it’s all gonna end some time
But for now it’s just a beat and a rhyme so
“c’mon” yo “c’mon”
Yo, to all my peoples de-motivated
Acting like they never been educated
want everything but no cash to pay with
“c’mon” do something “c’mon”
Step it up and “c’mon”
Huh, you got time on your hands?
Make sure it doesn’t turn to crime on your hands
Put some diligence and grind in your hands
Then in time you will find in your hands
Something that’s worth it
We all got flaws nobodies perfect
Some of us have found, some are still searching
But when your friends call you up on the phone to do bad
And they tell you “c’mon”
You shouldn’t then reply with “c’mon”
That’s not sensible
That’s not really something good friends would do
But these kids don’t wanna have it like vegetables
But take a close look at whose next to you see
Life’s too short so enjoy the song
You don’t need to know the words just to join along
See all you have to do is “c’mon” everybody
“c’mon” everybody, “c’mon” everybody


Chorus:
Track Name: Your Night featuring Dukus Alemay
Intro: X4
To the beat ya’ll, you don’t stop
To the beat ya’ll, it’s your night girl


Verse One:
She had the long brown hair pretty black pumps
A unique smile and some thump in the trunk
French finger tips and cute beauty spot
Five feet eight she exactly what I want
She said “What’s your name?” Nice to meet you
I said I was D’ from the WashFam crew,
I normally rhyme, make beats and produce
But right now baby girl it’s all about you
So lets you and me go grab a Latte
Or even Frappucino you can have it your way
Then you can tell me all about your day
I’ll sit and listen “oh yeah’ by the way”
Do you have a man in your life?
Not right now! I’m thinking alright!!
Them Dolce Gabbana jeans is so tight
And I’ll be the one to make this your night (come on)


Chorus:
It’s your night, your night, baby listen
I want you by my side, don’t wanna stop this vibe
So it’s your night, your night, baby listen
Do what I’ve got to say, I’m glad you are this way


Verse Two:
Tell me how you feel about me and you
Combining our love and a lifestyle too
Or maybe just for now we can sit back cool
Or hit the dance floor, I’ll show you my moves
Excuse me if I am upfront
But don’t blame me I know what I want
It’s you girl, it probably sounds played out
But its true girl… this how I do ¬
Now may I have your celly number?
And serenade you like Stevie Wonder?
And Serve you an ace like it be one love?
And pay you the compliments I think of
Let me be the man in your life
And I’ll guarantee I’ll treat you so right
Like best friends we will be so tight
Just give me the chance to make this your night (come on)


Chorus:


Refrain: X4
To the beat ya’ll, you don’t stop
To the beat ya’ll, it’s your night girl



Verse Three:
Now do you mind if I walk you home?
There aint’ no need for you to go alone
And even though I know that you grown
I’m kind of old fashioned girl, yeah you know
Now all I ask is just for one chance
So come to my crib and chill to some Jazz
Cos girl ever since the time you walked past
I knew that you were built for romance
How long will it be before our first kiss?
Strolls in the park expensive purses?
Yeah, and at times like this
I’m glad I took the time to write a rhyme like this
Cos I wanna be the man in your life
And I just know that you’ll be alright
Arm in arm I’ll hold you so tight
I’ll do my very best to make this your night (come on)

Chorus:


Outro: X4
To the beat ya’ll, you don’t stop
To the beat ya’ll, it’s your night girl
Track Name: My 20
Chorus:
My favourite 20 (Echo)



Verse One:
De La, that’s Plug One, Plug Two, and Plug Three the
Stakes have been high ever since I heard three feet
Nas, that chipped tooth cat from Queens
Matically ill since the first LP
Slum Vill, Elzhi and T3
Baatin, Jay Dee, Rest in peace
J Dilla, the illest beat maker in the mix
Missed you ever since 2006
Gangstarr, DJ Premier and Guru
Every time I listen it’s a moment of truth
Snoop Dogg, the laid back dude from Long Beach
S.N double O. P. D. O double G
Q-Tip, the high pitched voice of the Tribe
Renaissance man keeping hip-hop alive
Rakim, one of the best to ever rhyme
I call him a veteran it’s been a long time
Ghostface, Tony Starks on the track wilin’
Wu-Tang, Ghost Dini from Staten Island
Biggie Smalls, had Bad Boy music so lets
Party and Bullshit and…
These are the Artists that I grew up listening
They gave us music filled with fun and wisdom
And I know that there’s much more artists plenty
But I chose to impose on my favourite 20



Chorus:


















Verse Two:
Pete Rock, he chopped breaks yo a trendsetter
The Main Ingredient since the return of the Mecca
Phife Dawg, the Quest Five Footer
Yo he got the crazy game and yo he smooth like butter
Jay-Z, (Jigga Man) co-founder of the Roc
Went straight to the top since it’s a hard knock
KRS, to hip-hop he aint no stranger
From blunts getting smoked to Rapperz are in danger
Black Sheep, but for the moment I won’t speak
Upon this, I mean that, I mean those, I mean them
I mean… there, I mean… here... Damn!!
Yo what you trying say D? Yo let me try this again
Black Sheep, Dres and Mr Lawnge one time
With the engine, engine number nine
Busta Rhymes, and they call him Bus-a-Bus
Lyrically untouched since the Leaders
The Beatnuts, from intoxicated demons
to “no one’s ready to deal with us”
Redman, “whoo! whoo!” the Funk Doctor Spock
You could swear Reggie Noble was inside the trunk
Black Thought and the legendary roots crew
Is Philly Representing from the two, one, fifth
Slick Rick, aka MC Ricky D
Brought us Mona Lisa and Children’s Story
These are the artists that I grew up listening
They gave us music filled with fun and wisdom
And I know that there’s much more artists plenty
But I chose to impose on my favourite 20


Chorus:
Track Name: Copy & Paste
Copy & Paste
N. Newman



Chorus:
Oh my days and…
Damn I’m trying to let her know that…
I’m so ready to give her space
And so I wrote a letter to her that I keep on my computer
I just copy and paste



Verse One:
I used to call her babe she used to call me Mr.
But now it’s not the same like Windows Vista
She’s such a conscious sister
OH MY DAYS AND
I needed help and support
Cos everything I did was wrong like an error report
I’m always coming up short
OH MY
She got a great memory and won’t forget the history between us
But she won’t connect
It’s like I got a virus threat
OH MY DAYS
I search for her, I browser
I’m an explorer trying to surround her
I never found her
GIVE HER SPACE
Maybe I should send a messenger discretely
I get the feeling that she’s trying to delete me
She aint trying to keep me
OH MY DAYS AND
She had to escape
And didn’t think the relationship was worth trying to save
I can’t undo my mistakes
OH MY DAYS AND
Yeah she was gone in a flash
And for something not working she moves real fast
And I cannot restore to a date in the past


Chorus:










Verse Two:
OH MY
With very few options I gave her a call,
To give her my word, damn a firewall
Cos she viewed me small
OH MY DAYS
I feel like I’m left in a limbo
Resorting to stones on her windows
I wish this was simple
OH MY DAYS
All the lights came on I had to run
I need to go back to the way we begun
For help I press F1
OH MY DAYS
I return to say the things I meant ta’
And get back my documents I lent her
But she won’t let me enter
GIVE HER SPACE
She got the power plus she got all the tools she
Got the control now I’m so confused
My outlook is I lose
OH MY DAYS
I tried to edit but I can’t compute
There’s no safe mode when I’m in pursuit
So now I gotta reboot and…


Chorus:
Track Name: Star Signs featuring Lei-an
Verse One:
(Cancer) I really shouldn’t tell it
but yo I knew this shorty who was so angelic
So sweet and innocent the most beautifulest creature on this earth
Baby girl lets do this
(Cancer) Never in my life seen a lady like this
She had everything to make me wanna write this
Cos back then it was so hard to mention
The words of how I felt held me back like detention
(Virgo) She was my one true love
I didn’t have to charm or pretend to be a thug
We just clicked like that
Got very close to her I was quick like that
(Sagittarius) But I felt I wasn’t in her league
Older dudes stepping and I’m only sixteen
That means I’m not that mature
The first girl I saw with a perfect manicure

Chorus:
Star signs, remembering this one to that one
Star signs, remembering that one to this one
Star signs, remembering this one to that one
Star signs…

Verse Two:
(Aquarius) She differed from the rest
But is this paranoia telling me I’m second best?
Recently I was looking at her picture
Thinking what would it be like now to be with her?
(Capricorn) I saw our whole lives ahead of us
Three kids, five grandchildren that’s ten of us
Always there as I should be
I tried to be the best man that I could be
(Aquarius) Something like a high school sweetheart
Got my heart pounding just like when the beat start
She used to come see me in the studio
And give me sensual looks kind of fruity yo
(Virgo) She was my very best friend
The one that I saw to the very, very end
And I’d take her as mine
If I only had the chance to travel back in time


Chorus:







Verse Three:
(Pisces) She was one in a mil[lion]
Sat down and told her everything that I feel
We became so close
And when I think of her my mind just floats
(Aquarius) Heard her voice everyday
Wanted to take care of her in every way
We could have made great partners
Sharing a life we describe as marvellous
(Pisces) But sometimes we disagreed
Is she what I want or she only what I need?
And I really did try
But we aint always gonna see eye to eye
(Gemini) Yo but I wanna take a chance
Despite everything yo, I wanted to advance
Cos real love can’t waste as I
Sit close to her gently stroking her face

Chorus:
Track Name: Someone To Love
Intro:
She’s looking for someone (she’s looking for someone)
I said she’s looking for someone (she’s looking for someone)
She’s looking for someone (she’s looking for someone)


Chorus:
She’s looking for someone to love (to love)
She’s looking for someone to love (to love)
She’s looking for someone to love (to love)
Looking for someone to love (love)
I said she’s looking for someone to love (to love)
Looking for someone to love (to love)
I said she’s looking for someone to love (to love)
Looking for someone to love (love)
She’s looking for someone

[Simultaneously]
For someone, someone, who loves her too [repeats]


Verse One:
Now what would you do if I told you
About a woman who’s about twenty-two and clueless?
But she doesn’t think she’s acting foolish
She wanna be one of the coolest chicks
Who can flick back her long black hair
In the face of wisdom
And always picks men who have been in prison
She never wanna try and get a man with a heart
She wanna get a man with a shine to his car
And a mind in the stars
Plays B-ball or he rhymes with his bars
Has a great time drinking wine in his bars
Loving other women right down to their bra’s
But still he’s perfect, might as well call him L’Oreal
He’s worth it at least she thinks so
She always waiting at his feet like plimsolls
Ahhh that’s really sweet like Vimto
But what she doesn’t know is that this ain’t no love
How longs it gonna take before it aint no fun?
Plus she never got schooled by her grown Sis
Her older Sis doesn’t notice her
Now she’s on the wrong track
But she know how to make eye contact
With a fella when she up in the club
Cos she’s looking for someone to love


Chorus:



Verse Two:
Huh yo, now they both home alone
He’s fast asleep so she’s going through his phone
She sees a message from his ex with X’s
Lays next to him but she’s really restless
Guess this leaves her feeling jealous
Almost rebellious as stressed as stressed is
And doesn’t say more than two words at breakfast
And then she confronts him about the texts
He says baby you the only one for me
I love you for the things you’ve done for me
You think my ex chasing me is fun for me?
My love is only for you and our son to be
Those four lines now he’s all forgiven
They kiss and make up right there in the kitchen
He says I gotta go, gotta make a living
But really got appointments with other women
And she can’t see the wood for the trees
Cos she one of them young ladies
Who would do anything
Just to please a player taking care of her needs
And it’s such a shame
Her very next man will probably treat her the same
But that’s something that she’d probably never ever think of
When she’s looking for some one to love


Chorus: X2
Track Name: Hold On, Wait Up featuring Dukus Alemay
Chorus: X2
Hold on, wait up, stop!
I think it’s time you had a look at the watch
Cos you’ll never see me give up the ghost
You still got a long way to go, oh!


Verse One:
Yo, it go, hold on, wait I got my coat on
Let me take it off and make this fresh like roll on
Cruising on the beat like a bike that I rode on
Punctuating like an exclamation or a semicolon (echo)

Cruising on the beat like a bike that I rode on
Punctuating like an exclamation or a semicolon
This goes out to the rappers that prolong
Then their career is so gone
They going down like the Titanic so I’m saying so long
Feeling like forever like the movie did go on (echo)

Yo, they going down like the Titanic so I’m saying so long
Feeling like forever like the movie did go on
But crystal clear to us like the big screen it showed on
And when it comes to shows yo I charge like a proton
And charge like a battery I really do go long
Then sit down smug like its kids that I told on (echo)

I said I charge like a battery I really do go long then
And sit down smug like its kids that I told on…


Chorus: X2



Verse Two:
Yo, it go wait up, I need you all to wake up
Instigating missions endeavour to get my cake up
Debut 97 and I opened up the gate up
For Rappers from the east and I know they’re really made up (echo)

I said debut 97 and I opened up the gate up
For Rappers from the east and I know they’re really made up
Music long term not a hobby that I take up
And fall apart easy like a pop group break up
Beautiful like sophisticated make up
Change up almost like a record label shake up (echo)

Yo, beautiful like sophisticated make up
Change up almost like a record label shake up
Putting in the time like I’m representing Seiko
Working for a peace initiative like N.A.T.O.
But don’t ever think that I am soft like play dough
I’m banging like a beat that I rock on the table (echo)


But don’t ever think that I am soft like play dough
Cos I’m banging like a beat that I rock on the table


Chorus: X2
Track Name: Listen
Verse One:
I’m coming with that realness, fresh like Will Smith
Lyrically I kill this, sick like an illness
The moment that I wrote this I was thinking dopeness
Not like them other jokers who are hopeless
MOBO nominee times how much? 3 times
Must be these rhymes fallin on the b-line
You don’t wanna recline when you press rewind
To start the record over you excited in the meantime
Whoop there it is, long time in the biz
I can say I’m from the street because it’s crazy where I live
It’s hard to tell about the futures of these crazy little kids
You try and help em’ but they’d rather tell ya mind ya business
I got you stuck like gaffer tape, spinning like acetate,
You have to rate this style it’s so sweet like a Jaffa cake
Nobody can stop me from this music that I have to make
So all you phony rappers take a Kit-Kat and have a break
And kill the excuses about your new music
When all you do is hang with ya boys like nooses
Trying to look ruthless but end up looking stupid
And thinking to yourself that sounds dope who produced this?




Chorus:
Listen, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hey listen!


Verse Two:
Hopefully I’ll never be one to loose my memory
Rhyming on a melody from way back in the seventies
Somebody to write for me is something that I’ll never need
Cos every time I write a song I sit back and say “clever me”
If someone is negative I’ll only just get rid of it
I don’t need nobody round me acting like a little kid
Not even a little bit, this a grown man thing
It’s not for those who can’t imagine what I’m handling
Still it can amaze me how dudes be acting crazy
But I know how to Roc-a-Fella though I’m not Jay-Z
One of the nicest every time I write this
Someone said you’re more than 50 cent DL you priceless
I’m not one to disagree but that is just opinion
I can say officially that both of us is winning
If I’m earning 2G’s or 27 million
It don’t matter cos they know when D is in the building
And when I’m in the building there aint’ no stopping me
Just like the highest property when people play Monopoly
I just passed go again another album dropping b
I be one of the very few who does it properly

Chorus:
Repetitive
Track Name: Wealthy featuring Lei-an
Intro:
They say “everything happens for a reason”
Whatever the reason it’s difficult breathing

Chorus:
They say life’s hard but we can’t stop
Some are rock bottom, some are at the top
Many keep going, some have given up
Many lacking love, some have got enough
They say life’s hard but we can’t stop
Some are rock bottom, some are at the top
They say “everything happens for a reason”
But whatever the reason it’s difficult breathing
We gotta have something special we can believe in


Verse One:
They say, “its cruel world ¬¬and a stressed life”
All we trying to do is have the best life
But what it feels like and what it seems like
It aint easy just to get our self esteem right
We aint any less entitled to our dreams right?
At the end of the tunnel we wanna see light
But at times we forget the wealth we got
In the people that love us and the health we got
I know that cash is low and the bills flood
So the phone rings and it feels fucked
They want your money yo, and it’s a daily battle
But they can’t get orange juice from your only apple
To have very little can be liberating
Cos now there’s purpose to the things that we anticipating
Something to chase, something to seek
And when you find that it’s something to keep
Close to your heart, never let it go
Can you lose it quick? Well you never know
And when you’re picking friends, pick the right ones
Cos our loved ones can turn into don’t like ones
Keep your heads up, where there’s a new day
There’s a new way, what would you say
And do if you came to know your final hour was only a moment away?
Drop to your knees and pray God help me
So realize you’re so wealthy

Chorus:







Verse Two:
Yo it’s damn near impossible to do everything
But the worst thing is not to do anything
Cos it leaves you no place with no guarantees
It’s ok to have doubts, we human beings
And when people do us bad don’t commiserate
Just celebrate that we aint in that state
So take ya time and use your mind
Be yourself then it’s easy for you just to shine
You win some and you lose some
We get chances in life at least use one
We try work people out who aint see through
And worry eighty percent more than we need to
Don’t cling to your comfort zone
And make childhood excuses when you’re grown
I don’t think anyone has it easy
But I do my best people might need me
Like they might need you when things fall part
To give em’ wise words from a kind heart
And that everything is gonna be ok smile
Shooting sun rays like the daytime
So keep ya heads up where there’s a new day
There’s a new way, what would you say
And do if you came to know your final hour was only a moment away?
Drop to your knees and pray God help me
So realize you’re so wealthy


Chorus: X2
Track Name: I Am Music - Quattro
Chorus: X2
I am beats, I am rhymes
I am serious, I am on time
I am the finest, I am here to prove it
I am the streets, I am music


Verse One:
No warning when I start writing
I am thunder but without the lightning
I ran ink over paper four thousand days plus
Deep imprint aint’ nobody can erase us
Blank space us, replace us cos I am the green light
But without the amber
I can turn twenty-four bars into cash my man
Wrote many albums gonna write more, why man?
Cos I am and I can, black man and white man
I don’t care just so long as it’s the right man for the job
And you tight man…(know what I’m saying?)
Ya’ll don’t wanna feel the pain from my right hand
I am not trying to gas like a Sprite can
Going to the pinnacle despite man
I am never gonna be out of sight man
I can give you all the music that’ll make you feel alright man


Chorus: X2


Verse Two:
I am a rainbow but with the rain though
I am well known but with out the fame
So I can walk down the streets just the same as when I ran
As youngster in a raincoat
I am famous but nameless, blameless and shameless (yo)
And I don’t aim but I aint’ aimless (yo)
This is no game but I aint’ game less (yo)
And I don’t hate but I got haters
I am the passport so you can say that
I am the way through, the visa waiver
I am not here to just do favours
I am classic, I am flavours
I am someone’s stranger
I am someone’s next door neighbour
I can’t stand there and just be vacant
I am blatant in the mirror looking at I am






Verse Three:
He just keeps coming, that kid from East London
I got them banging beats but to me it aint nothing
I’m in the studio everyday pushing buttons
D will do the rhyme and Stixx will do the cutting
I got them other rappers running
If they told you they in the same league as me they frontin
They speak so sudden with speech so rotton,
They wolves like sheep or sheep like curry mutton
I came to pump it up but yo my name aint’ Joe Budden
From all around the world the people tell me that they love it
Trying to take your limelight I wouldn’t think of it
I live by the words that man should not covet
I came up on roots, revival and ragamuffin
Until I found hip-hop my dearly beloved
It’s like my little Sis who walks with three brothers
And I’m so far ahead I cannot see the others
Word to your Mother, I burn like rubber,
I’m all up in your face so I’m not undercover
Skinnyman told me that my beats sound butter
I couldn’t really say that I was raised in the gutter
Amazing no other MC could bothered to bring 3 albums
I brought “One Another”
Put on my album and you bound to discover
The sounds of the Funk D. dot take cover
Track Name: The Countdown
Verse One:
It’s too bad that I do brag
I got rhymes that’ll burn you from my ninety-four school bag
I got much more than these dudes have
Gully, I’ll to interviews wearing a doo-rag
So salute, raise flags
You can call me Michael Jackson 1987 cos I’m bad
(Come on) so ladies and gentlemen
My swag is far from feminine
So if that’s what you telling them
You must be nutty like a peanut in a M&M
And again, don’t step to me screw-face
Say you’re gonna cap dudes off like toothpaste
That’s a big criss-cross like a shoelace
You a joker, a riddler, a two-face
They say I got a tidy and neat flow
Cos I’m fly like Gatwick, Heathrow
And I do this for my people
Girls love the way we roll up like meatballs
And I don’t care what your man thinks
Cos them dudes went pop like can drinks
Are they even talking English?
Is there anything they’re saying I distinguish?
From what’s coming out their mouth now?
They need a vowel like countdown


Chorus:
Ten, Nine, Eight (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8)
Seven, Six, Five, Four, Three
Two, One




Verse Two:
So how tough can they be man?
Heard they wanna battle cats but I aint’ He-Man
Don’t you see my dark skin tone?
Old school Nigga but I aint’ Fred Flintstone
And you must be aware bro
Top dog in my field but I aint’ a Scarecrow
And I got this on lock like a handcuff
All up in your head like a dope fiends dandruff
I got East, West, North, South families
But we aint trying to get played like piano keys
And we close like Jay to Kan-Yeezy
Close like Bayswater to Queensway
Bona fide I’m the livest
Bona fide means boney like a side breast
So if you wanna try this
You must be joking [or Joe King] your Highness
One of Hackneys finest
Sick like an old man with bronchitis
Yeah I won a MOBO regardless
It broke the night I won it, put it in the garbage
Cos I don’t need no trophy
And don’t call me for no show if there’s no fee
And I’m done, finished
Nike “just do it” but D just did it
Track Name: Tell Me Something
Refrain:
We bout’ to do it like, do it like, do it like
We bout’ to do it like, do it like, do it like
We bout’ to do it like, do it like, do it like
We bout’ to do it like this


Verse One:
Wait your turn, hold up I’m killing this microphone
With no fear just like making love when the lights are on
I’m contented, fresh fade, clean button up
Cash in my pocket, new sneaks, what the fuck I want?
So much confidence though business is so, so
So this aint’ like a Virgins first time saying go slow
No nerves, do it to the death, do it to the last breath
Do it til’ the consumers say yes
Late bloomers just guess, no contest
Haters wanna talk it to their friends but can they tell me in the flesh?
Can’t say it no plainer, it’s a no brainer
My rhymes is priceless, they written on gold paper
And no place is safer than home if you aint’ knuckle proof
See I don’t got to kid you I can tell the bare knuckle truth
So why chance it? To fail and me don’t go
There’s no dirt on my shoulder so tell me something I don’t know


Chorus: X2
You telling me something that I already know
Tell me something that I don’t, something that I never wrote
Something to quote, something to give me food for thought
Something that I could on records and my peoples promote (whooo!)


Verse Two:
I seen girls clubbed out, young dudes thugged out
Seen Narcs drugged out, literally plugged out
See high school couples hugged out
Bugged out when I saw one of my peoples in a coffin slugged out
So I have no doubts bout’ the way that I’m heading
Had my head upon my shoulders since the age of eleven
It’s the age of endeavours, age of the never say never
Age til’ my bank account balance says “whatever”
And I aint’ looking beef, I’m just looking for beats
I’m looking for money and looking for money to repeat
I’m looking for a honey that’s sweet, a place to retreat
A place where can take a seat, recline and put up my feet
A place where I can eat and never need to check the receipt
And never want for much cos everything I have is complete
But I still compete when I put on a show
It’s gonna be hot so tell me something that I don’t know word up


Chorus: X2



Verse Three:
Yo, Parris brung it and the D. dot sung it
Saw the first prize, won it, gave it back it was nothing
When it comes to percentages we looking for a hundred
And we left them other dudes scratching their heads and they’re wondering
If we got what we got from the place that they’re looking
Didn’t wait to be given we just rolled up and took it
Cos that’s how we are yo we stand up dudes
The Wash is in the building so stand up fool
And we dare not lose cos losing aint’ strategic
And part of our thesis we set trends
And stay consistent on the track until the joint ends
We existing on the fact that we smart and good friends
Piece by piece we gonna make this rip
Aint’ nobody coming close when we up in this bitch
And now they tell us our style is gonna blow
For sure but sell me something that I don’t know



Chorus: X2



Refrain:
Track Name: Seven
Seven


Chorus:
Lord, take me back to when I was just seven
And things were so much better than the way they are when you’re a grown man
And you just want it all to slow down
But that time is gone it will never come back
It’s too bad


Verse One:
Yo, I’m just sitting here thinking how to write this
Without animosity instead to use politeness
And bite my tongue even though the things that’s on my mind
Just tear me into two pieces put me on the fire
Blaze me up I’m burning, meanwhile the world keeps turning
They say it’s full of good people but I only smell vermin
Still I stay determined I know that everyday I’m learning
Yearning for something I take my turn and get nothing it’s so absurd
They keep frontin’ and what I heard is life’s a B.I.T.C.H.
If was more like Jesus would I have the peace he makes?
Cos living in this world is far from being a piece of cake
With people crawling on they stomach aint so hard to see the snake
And the only thing that I feel I got to escape
Is picking up a pen and writing rhymes over these beats I make
Yo I’m hearing life is what you make it
I tried that it aint working what shall I do just fake it?
Cos every time I get something somebody wanna take it
I didn’t think I owed them, or was I really mistaken?
They wanna strip me down until I have nothing leave me naked
(So) yo so I’m begging for a reverend
Preacher, Angel in Heaven, send me back to being seven


Chorus:



Verse Two:
Yo, it seems like fairy tales are only in the movies
Cos they don’t wanna hear my version like they Judge Judy
Its case dismissed, that means the dreams you had was just a myth
Not everybody gets to live the life of Will Smith
But I’m trying not to watch somebody else’s path
Cos on the other side there isn’t always greener grass
And crime is calling me, my parents always warning me
To get a nine to five and work for someone else? That’s boring b!
So they get richer and when they take the executive staff company photo
I’m always out the picture
And have to act like I got total obedience
But my time on Earths a temporary experience
(So) there’s just gotta be a lot more to offer me
I aint’ a bad guy I try to do things properly
But it’s like there’s a force that’s always stopping me
Like the go straight to jail in Monopoly
So if it’s chance or community chest
I’m hoping for an opportunity that’s more than the best
Cos now it seems I gotta settle for less
(So) yo so I’m praying for a Reverend
Preacher, Angel in Heaven, send me back to being seven


Chorus: X2
Track Name: Rhymin' 76 Remix featuring Dukus Alemay & DJ Stixx
Intro:
Now you listen to this song



Verse One:
Uh yo, for those who thought I got stuck
Funky DL is back and I’m ready to ruck
Nobody carried me like a tow truck
I didn’t talk grit and didn’t give a Joe Buck
Others disappeared while I was laying in the cut
So sick like regurgitation swaying in your gut
I released a lot of albums “and what?”
Keeping it moving until every record store shuts (curtains)
¬And I’ll be very upfront
Although I can be bashful and be like “haahh shucks”
My flow can make you choke like you ate a bag of nuts
Or flow down smoothly like the liquid in a cup
I’m just heating up like a fleece
So lukewarm rappers better pray and get a Priest
Young smart black brother coming from the East
Same streets as K-Lash, I tussle with the beast
And I aint never been the least
Look out for my youngers like a nephew or a niece
And I don’t roll tight with police
But understand their purpose when they try and keep the peace
I’m kinda slick like grease
And strike while the iron’s hot taking out the crease
I’m close to my pals like Preach and Cochise
And got the momentum that probably won’t cease


Recess:
That probably wont… yeah, they probably won’t cease
Hey, they probably won’t cease


Verse Two:
I flow so immaculate
Don’t go flowing against the Captain of the showboat savages
This aint’ no average Joe flowing average
Leave em’ like the bear you see stone cold damaging
No holds barred you’re like “Oh Gosh how does he oversee rapping
And singing so casually?”
A masterpiece every time they come after me
Cos after me they’re guaranteed no arteries
You can come armed to the teeth, it don’t bother me
You can be better than you with just half of me
I’m so cold you can see your breath
Step closer you see your death
But not really cos I’m not really inner all of that
All I really wanna do is put the music on the map
How I do this on the track is amusing to my Dad and family
Don’t really understand what I’m doing, doing rap see
I used to work in a hotel
You can tell hoes cleaned up like a wholesale
Some sell drugs while I’m on my Mac Book Pro Laptop
Mixing all these tracks in Pro-tools
Who’s on a next level? Neck bezel
Weigh down your head pebble
You could be a dead rebel
Mr Alemay will grab the Alize
You can watch cartoons; I’ll watch the Anime, hai! (hai!)