Lyrics from ASN's "Made For This" and "Evolution" Albums
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"MADE FOR THIS" SONG LYRICS (Also Known as "Bigger, Badder")
PERFORMED BY ASN
PRODUCED BY DAVID WHITESIDE
AND RICHARD PARIZER
OF PHANTOM 5 MUSIC GROUP
I'm sicker, faster, bigger, badder
It's So unfair
But I DON'T CARE
I prayed for this
I trained for this
I slaved and never strayed cuz I was MADE FOR THIS
VERSE 1:
My rhythm started with the beat of my heart
So in a way I saw my spark before I even could talk
and that started my flow and kept it pumping indeed
My life sound-track begun before a brother could breath
Because as I was conceived
Music played softly
So as my DNA was formed it was embedded in me
Then on March 16
1983
The doctor said "Congratulations, Lois. It's an MC'"
And I been doing this since eleven years old
Hence the hot style and the devilish flow.
Cuz I heard CDs twice and I knew 'em
Stepped up in freestyle battles and tore through 'em
Producers wouldn't throw me no beats, so I'd do 'em
Promoters wouldn't book me for shows so I threw 'em
This is who I am
This is what I do
It's the same old same with A
Something new...
CHORUS 1X:
VERSE 2:
Like a little birdy caged
Since an early age
I sat up in the crowd but belonged on stage.
I ain't just good now
I've always stood out
But now it's up, up and away and I can't be put down.
Now the world embraces Hip Hop and I think that's great
But I been selling music ever since cassette tapes
So if you wanna hate, hate
But it's a bit too late
Cuz y'all can stop force, but you can't stop fate.
They're like 'He's so confident. Why So?'
Cuz I don't THINK I'll make it, I KNOW
Other MCz wish they had a forth of the hype
The way i put it down's like I was born with a mic
No man beyond, my performance is like
Lightning storms in the night
with no morning in sight
Then I say I was made to play, I'm not fronting
My grave'll be in the shape of a stop button cuz I'm...
CHORUS 2X
I prayed for this
I trained for this
I slaved and never strayed cuz I was made for this
I was MADE FOR THIS (8X)
CHORUS 1X:
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" INTERTWINED " SONG LYRICS
PERFORMED BY ASN
PRODUCED BY J. CARDIM
It's like two sticks, though separated they'd begun They grew so close together they intertwined like one
And although they ended up pointing two different directions
They're still bonded together cuz of where they come from
And even if one were to separate those two sticks
They'd still have the groove form where the other used to fit
And be accustomed to the weight from where the other used to sit
And miss the brother called a burden that the others didn't get.
We share the same roots, we come from the same place
I starved when you starved, I ate when you ate
And I know that we all lose our leaves from time to time
But some branches crack sooner and I don't know why.
But I miss you even when I'm with you
Cuz the person I see ain't the person I know
You're a stranger though I grew up with you
And I don't know why you chose the path that you chose, I don't know why.
And I don't want to leave your side
But I don't feel we ride together anymore, we collide
I've got far too many dreams and far too little time
To continue to waste my body and mind,
Intertwined.
" GET YOUR MIND RIGHT " SONG LYRICS
PERFORMED BY ASN
PRODUCED BY J. CARDIM
INTRO 4X:
Get your mind right
Get your life
HOOK 2X:
Thank the Lord for this land though it's not ours to give
God forgive, we should have live and let live
But instead, we keep on crossing the line
Better get it right now cuz you can't rewind time
VERSE 1:
I'm no heathen nor a vegan
Designed to find reason
Refined to rhymes
Expand minds through life's teachings
Like leading the blind of some kind when I'm speaking
Nah, I'm not preaching
Just describing what I'm seeing
Cuz it took one man to lead the killing of millions of Jews
Hear me singing leading marches to a different tune
Cuz I feel that we've been guided by the ignorance, too
Every office made their promise
Still it didn't improve
Cuz the cost of living's going up
Employment rates are going down
Everybody knows what's up
But no one stops to slow it down
The warning was the global warming
Like a massive demonstration
Poverty across the nation
Plus a lack of education
No wonder we don't know the worth of ourselves
Never mind the value of putting in hard work to excel
So we rebel against the system only hurting ourselves
If you think life sucks now, it's even worse in a cell
We call it doing dirt, but seeds can't grow there
Generations paving billions of roads to nowhere
Even a littering fine's ignorant
Considering we're digging in
With gas powered machines
to pave the cities that we're living in
HOOK 1X
VERSE 2:
The world's throwing tantrumsThis here's the anthem
Cuz everybody seems to smoke trees
But few plant ‘em
Whoever caused all these problems should have thought of that first
Stole land from the natives and we took it backwards
Came over seas
And spread like a disease
It's easier to travel, but getting harder to breath
We don't hunt, we have groceries delivered to homes
Blue Tooth, we ain't even got to pick up the phone
Hello?
You call it progress
I call it nonsense
One flew to the moon
Others never left the projects
With flows about clothes
Loose women and dope
Killing and slinging coke
And other nonsense they promote
Hopefully we grow
I mean Hip Hop as a whole
As a culture
If you've got nothing to rap about,
Don't.
" GHETTO DAD " SONG LYRICS
PERFORMED BY ASN
PRODUCED BY J. CARDIM
INTRO:
Although I know time is the best teacher
I've got to do my part
Because I see what happens when you don't.
This is for Salvaryus Lydell Partan, Olive Ka'Rell and Zavian Saafir Amaru Nedjadi
Check it out…
HOOK 1X:
You'll never be blind as long as I can be your eyes
I'ma never let you down, I wanna see you rise
Death comes in many forms, gotta keep alive
We all need reasons to strive, thanks for being mine.
I'll fill in all the blanks between classrooms
I went through it all so you won't ever have to
And were everyone else stopped short, I'ma get your back
Just because we're poor don't mean you gotta have a ghetto dad
VERSE 1:
I wish us all finding our way was just a matter of time
But I'm reminded cats are blind more than half of the time
Don't you wander aimlessly on any path that you find
Always check the destination on the ladders you climb
Cuz you gotta get yours just like I had to get mine
So take control of destiny and put it back in your mind
Do it yourself, don't ever wait up in the back of the line
Live with a passion, make it happen, never slack in your grind
Cuz once a second's past, you can't get it back, remember that
Only mess with cats that get your back because the rest is wack
Shine when the weather's bad, under pressure never crack
And know that nothing in life's gaurenteed, you gotta sweat for cash
This'll be the only now that you'll ever have
So live like a wise man and make the best of that
I promise to be the father that I never had
Just because we're poor don't mean you gotta have a ghetto dad
HOOK 1X
Don't let life get out of hand
Gotta plan forward
Some take what they can
Some demand more
Some fought, some ran
Me? I ran toward
Cuz it's not how tall you stand
It's what you stand for
Don't believe all you hear
Or all you read
Don't just cling to what you near
You gotta reach
And when there's no one there to steer
You gotta lead
Push aside all your fears
And adhere until you succeed
Ever one has flaws, everyone has talents
Ever one has dreams, but not everyone keeps at it
(So keep at it)
Life's a constant climb, build your stamina
And don't you sweat these tough times, they built character
Don't keep up with competition, outlast ‘em
Keeping up ain't the mission, blow past ‘em
And it'd be my honor to be the father that you never had
Just because we're poor don't mean you gotta have a ghetto dad
HOOK 1X
VERSE 3:
When I was behind those walls, you're who I missed most
Despite the visits and the calls we should have been close
Wondering, how much love do I deserve from ‘em?
I hope you can see my mistakes and learn from em
Life's ironic, those who rise above are deepest
And just as much as anger can be a strength, it's a weakness
One I suffered from
You've seen my struggle, son
Rising from the rubble finally taking care of number one
Don't ignore the rest of life trying to chase success
As any step backwards is a wasted step
Just as sure as a complaint is a waste of breath
Make sure you make the best of your time before your laid to rest
Cuz you can be anything that you want to be
But it takes hard work, son, beyond belief
And I promise to be the father that I never had
Just because we're poor don't mean you gotta have a ghetto dad
HOOK 1X
OUTRO:
To all the absentee fathers out there; You don't know what you're missing.All you single mothers, I don't know how you do it.
" ROAD TO SUCCESS " SONG LYRICS
PERFORMED BY ASN FEATURING AZ
PRODUCED BY J. CARDIM
INTRO:
Ladies and gentleman
Start your engines
We're about to take you for a ride…
HOOK 2X:
I can't afford to roll slow
On the road to success
It's like the only thing I know
Is how to go, go get
They see me fly by and wonder if I got what it takes
Because I'm all gased up and I ain't got no breaks
I can't stop…
VERSE 1 (A.S.N.):
This is innovation
Inspiration
Driven from my aspiration
Gradually
I made reality
From my imagination
Just complaining
Is too straining
I better my situation
Hate or love it
A's above it
Motivation
Dedication
A's amazing
Paper chasing
I refuse to stay complacent
Waiting
on some strange occasion
I just don't contain the patience
They ain't touching me
Back in the lap of luxury
I'm rich and sick of waiting
For reality to catch up with me
Never a dude too gassed
Cuz I move too fast
I'ma lose you cats
Show and prove who lasts
Cuz every song's a ten
And when I drop a gem
If they doubt me, cool dog,
I'll prove ‘em wrong again
Remaining supreme
When I'm chasing a dream
For a taste of the cream
I'm in the place of a fiend
Came from the Bean
Brought it straight to New York
All around the world
Ran the ball full court
Cuz they sleep too late
And their drink's too tall
Why these dudes hate
Cuz they think too small?
Give a dude bass
I'ma rip through walls
Start a new race
I'm lapping you all
Cuz life's a bitch and then you die
So I ain't got time to get high
I'm trying to get mine
HOOK 1x
VERSE 2 (AZ):
Mu'fucka, get money,
Get right nice, get nice
Get a land, like a plane take flight
Take it light
Live a little, nigga, Do You, get a bike
Buy a boat, no note, stay afloat
Fuck a price
Haters always wanna see a nigga get trife
Get trapped by a vice
Get locked, get life
Never wanna see a muthafucka in white
Wine and dining with the wife
Something foreign on the pike
But I'm never gonna stop, why would I?
Locked from the top since I dropped,
How could I?
Do it for the NY
All the way to MI
Beantown, we down
Always stay fli-die (fly)
No more semis
Ever things fully with the hoody on the id-ies (eyes)
Yelling out good-bye
Good guy wish I
Never had a heart
cuz my heart been dark
Ever since Biz Mark
Everlast still I blast from the past
Forever cats still putting gwop in the stash
Haters wanna still hate, fuck it, kiss ass
Then same haters see me that easy switch fast
Came from the game
But divide for the block
With my hand on my crotch
So it's never gon' stop
Never gon' rot
Cream of the crop
Never come loose
That real Hip Hop
HOOK 2X
Haters, they stand watching
We major they can't top it
The paper, your man got it
For damn sure we ain't stopping, no
No, no no no
I can't stop…
" WORK FOR IT " SONG LYRICS
PERFORMED BY ASN AND NANCIA
PRODUCED BY FERO NAVI
HOOK 1X:
I Got It
I See It
You Want It
No, I Need It
Give It To Me
Take That
Give It To Me
Take That
Give It To Me
Take That
Take That
Take That
I Got It
I See It
You Want It
No, I Need It
Give It To Me
Work For It
Give It To Me
Work For It
Give It To Me
Work For It, Work For It, Work For It
VERSE 1:
Your knees can get muddy
Never mind that we're grown
Plus my little buddy
Got a mind of his own
I'm sure you gon' love me
Once I'm in the zone
Plus the way that you touch me
Make me feel right at home
Call me duddy (daddy) you can rub me
Like I'm in the throne
By your hair pull you up, breath
Slide in ya moan
Can't get enough of me
You like it, I know
Cuz how you breath
F*** me while I bite on your lobes
You can act slutty
With a license to hoe
Or I can warm your tummy
Once I'm fit to blow
Tensing at the hands
Can't let that go
Tell me who's the man
Or I'll just tap slow
Now you understand
How I bless that, yo…
I'm 28 grams
Shorty, get that O
(28 grams=1 Ounce, or O for orgasm)
CHORUS 1X
VERSE 2:
Listen while I talk
Like you're trying to learn something
And Give me all you got
Like you're trying to earn something
Rub my stick on that spot
Like I'm trying to burn something
Then put you on your knees cuz I deserve something
I ain't looking for a girl, so I don't romance
(So)
Sorry, Hun, but long term, there ain't no chance
(No)
Outside of that bedroom I don't hold hands
(Nope)
But we can act like wack rappers and make up our own dance
(So)
Drop it to the floor or to one knee, baby
Now bob your head like the beat's real crazy
Make a face like a fish and put my lollipop in it
And while you're doing that I lean wit' it, rock wit' it
We can do the two step, first step is your mouth
The second step's your coochie, then you can walk it out
In the project halls
Or the bathroom stall
I'm in your grill like Paul
Before I paint your walls (Skeet!)
Good thing white juice can't stain a white tee
Got your legs shaking, ooh, I think they like me
And you suck, but I don't mean like all those rappers
No, word up, you suck like that's all that matters
(God Bless You)
CHORUS 1X:
VERSE 3:
SWEET
Little thing and I like her cuz she a
FREAK
KEEPS
Up with my rhythm and she like to take it
DEEP, so
PEEP
Baby girl, cuz I ain't trying to play for
KEEPS
And a simple lay won't cut it, shorty, keep them hips bucking
SWEET
Little thing and I like her cuz she a
FREAK
KEEPS
Up with my rhythm and she like to take it
DEEP, so
PEEP
Baby girl, cuz I ain't trying to play for
KEEPS
And a simple lay won't cut it, shorty, keep them hips bucking
SLEEP
Is for the tired, nothing tired ‘bout
ME
We can lay you down and play around until you come
PLETE (Come/Complete)
ASN Baby!!!
" MADE FOR THIS " SONG LYRICS
PERFORMED BY ASN
PRODUCED BY DAVID WHITESIDE
AND RICHARD PARIZER
OF PHANTOM 5 MUSIC GROUP
CHORUS:
I'm sicker, faster, bigger, Badder
It's So unfair
But I DON'T CARE
I prayed for this
I trained for this
I slaved and never strayed cuz I was MADE FOR THIS
VERSE 1:
My rhythm started with the beat of my heart
So in a way I saw my spark before I even could talk
and that started my flow and kept it pumping indeed
My life sound-track begun before a brother could breath
Because as I was conceived
Music played softly
So as my DNA was formed it was embedded in me
Then on March 16
1983
The doctor said "Congratulations, Lois. It's an MC'"
And I been doing this since eleven years old
Hence the hot style and the devilish flow.
Cuz I heard CDs twice and I knew 'em
Stepped up in freestyle battles and tore through 'em
Producers wouldn't throw me no beats, so I'd do 'em
Promoters wouldn't book me for shows so I threw 'em
This is who I am
This is what I do
It's the same old same with A
Something new...
CHORUS 1X:
VERSE 2:
Like a little birdy caged
Since an early age
I sat up in the crowd but belonged on stage.
I ain't just good now
I've always stood out
But now it's up, up and away and I can't be put down.
Now the world embraces Hip Hop and I think that's great
But I been selling music ever since cassette tapes
So if you wanna hate, hate
But it's a bit too late
Cuz y'all can stop force, but you can't stop fate.
They're like 'He's so confident. Why So?'
Cuz I don't THINK I'll make it, I KNOW
Other MCz wish they had a forth of the hype
The way i put it down's like I was born with a mic
No man beyond, my performance is like
Lightning storms in the night
with no morning in sight
Then I say I was made to play, I'm not fronting
My grave'll be in the shape of a stop button cuz I'm...
CHORUS 2X
I prayed for this
I trained for this
I slaved and never strayed cuz I was made for this
I was MADE FOR THIS (8X)
CHORUS 1X:
I WAS MADE FOR THIS!!!!!!!!!!" IT‘S SO GOOD " SONG LYRICS
PERFORMED BY ASN FEATURING LEE WILSON
PRODUCED BY J. CARDIM
HOOK 1X:
It's So Good
That's one thing that I can guarantee
It's So Good
So, baby, what you got to offer me?
It's So Good
And when you look good you feel good
And I can make you feel how you should
There ain't no need to lie
Cuz I can see it in your eyes, girl
You sexy little thing I'm just dying to bring to my world
It's So Good
I'm loving from your head to your toes
It's So Good
But you already know
So Good
VERSE 1:
Plain and simple it's
Much more than a little bit
You're looking so God-damn good it's ridiculous
Whoa no, slow your roll love, I ain't perfect
But if I act cocky it's because I earned it
And I don't fetch but you're a good catch
(Uh huh)
And that makes us a good match
(Uh huh)
Cuz you bounce where it counts, baby
(Bounce where it counts. Bounce where it counts, baby, bounce where it counts)
Mental game, baby, you keep blowing my mind
That's why I'm so down to put in my work, overtime
Cuz you bounce where it counts, baby
(Bounce where it counts. Bounce where it counts, baby, bounce where it counts)
You can laugh now
They all want that cat now
But you and I know that I'm the cats meow
I got a big mouth, but it ain't for blowing your spot up
But you got a gift baby, let me open that box up
HOOK 1X
VERSE 2:
I plan to stay
Baby I don't wanna slide
Unless, of course, your talking down on your waterslide
So grab the wheel, love, that's if you wanna ride
Cuz you're smoking like 4:20, baby, all the time
Like firecrackers, hot, got it popping on the floor
Wanna tap that so guess who's knocking at your door
We can go left or right, it's whatever, yo
I know you want some Play, Boy, cuz she's a Centerfold
Anyone can feed her liquor and throw something in her
But shorty wanna roll with a winner
Real big spender
I'm talking steak and lobster for dinner
Enough to make a good girl a sinner
If shorty saw my resume I'd be a shoe-in for the job
But there's too many applicants
So I'm cool, I'll stop
But from the looks of things, yo,
I've been doing good enough
But you look better than sex
You must feel good as fuck.
" IF YOU WANT IT " SONG LYRICS
PERFORMED BY ASN FEATURING LEE WILSON
PRODUCED BY J. CARDIM
I listen to the visions
Gain wisdom from criticism
Now I've risen
Far too driven
For living with what I'm given.
I'm lusting but cannot rush in
And Loving the reprecussion
Of Living in a generation
of instant gratification.
In prison and lacking patience
I think in exagerations
A bigger imagination
Life triggering aspirations
Of music procration
Unussual motivation
Make moves in the hopes we make it
That funeral home is waiting.
So we're mashing with a passion
No praying, we make it happen
Ration until we cash in
and dashing into the action.
Surpassing all distractions
We're laughing and multitasking
Outlasting any fashion
Rappaz throw their fitted hats in...
Chorus/Hook:
If you want it get it, fuck everything else...
I'm motivated, dedicated, concentrated, educated
Knowing I'm destined for greatness,
fold and I'ma never make it.
If you want it, get it for yourself...
So I'm scheming
'till I'm seeing
what I'm dreaming,
never sleeping
Fixing on a mission
'till my vision
comes to being.
I'm chosing to make improvements
and using the time I'm losing
Cruising beyond illusion
and moving beyond confusion.
Wishing for food ain't fishing
I'm itching to break tradition
Ambition is nonfiction
We're nixing the competition.
I'm something like a veteran,
son, accepting nothing less than
The muthafucking best when
a hobby becomes profession.
Weathered by massive pressure
However, we cracking never
Accepting the drastic measures
for bettering wack endevours.
My eye isn't on surviving,
I'm fly and forever thriving
Piling chips and styling
Turning dimes into a diamond.
Avoiding evils like reclining
There wil be no compromising
Tossing C-Notes on an island's
where I'll be that's on my life and...
Chorus/Hook:
If you want it get it, fuck everything else...
I'm motivated, dedicated,
concentrated, educated
Knowing I'm destined for greatness
fold and I'ma never make it.
If you want it, get it for yourself...
So I'm scheming
'till I'm seeing
what I'm dreaming,
never sleeping
Fixing on a mission
'till my vision comes to being.
All that practice shit is worthless
unless you practice 'til it's perfect
That's how I mastered spitting verses
This cat is a different person.
I mean, peep the flow
2002
I didn't know
But now I do
I'm bound to blow
Made power moves
Dying for doe
Lusting for loot.
Destined and never questioned
Investing my every second
Perfections all I'm accepting
Progression is in my essence.
On top
Only accept the best
Don't stop
That's why I get respect
I promise
I'ma never rest
I drop
Then I'ma ressurect.
Embracing that time is priceless
I'm making my sacrafices
Awakened my inner physcic
I know...I know..
I owe it to my mama
I caused a whole lot of drama
Just know for a fact I gotcha
before I go
and on that note...
Chorus/Hook:
If you want it get it, fuck everything else...
I'm motivated, dedicated,
concentrated, educated
Knowing I'm destined for greatness,
fold and I'ma never make it.
If you want it, get it for yourself...
So I'm scheming
'till I'm seeing
what I'm dreaming,
never sleeping
Fixing on a mission
'till my vision comes to being.
" TWENTY-FOUR SIX " SONG LYRICS
ASN FEATURING MIKE BISHOP
PRODUCED BY MIKE BISHOP
For real
The all mighty dollar-Dollar bill
Plus the bills I gotta pay
make it hard for me to chill.
No play/
I stay heavy on the grind/
Can't lay down my head,
I got money on my mind.
You know A, though/
Staying on his J-O/
B, far as my peeps,
they stay blowing it on yayo.
Know what they say though/
All work and no play don't/
Mix
that shit
can really turn you to an A-hole.
But pesos/
Keep calling me like "A, yo, AYE YO!"/
And I'm whipped/
Hop up Quick/
Like "Ok,
Whatever you say, yo"/
Cuz friends come and they go/
But then again, so does time/
And is the doe worth the aching that it's placing round my spine?
You know my girl,
she's trying to tell me to unwind/
And I'm trying,
but it's always "One more beat, one more rhyme." They keep on calling me/
Awfully hard for me/
To find a holiday/
But OK,
I'ma call it a day/
And we can chill...
Chilling,
Chilling,
Chilling...
Grinding, 24 six...
24 Six can't spend my whole life stressing,
so I worked six days and I rested on the seventh. I'm hungry for success,
I'm starving, oh yes/
It's just/
Even God needed time to rest/
And ah...I need a vacation, man/
Some time for my Play Station, man...
I need a vacation, man,
and maybe just a little taste of sand.
But I stay on the grind/
Cuz often times/
I feel so far behind/
Been in this game a long time/
And still I'm not signed/
So I'm trying to find/
A place to unwind/
Clear my mind/
Pool side/
Soaking in the sunshine.
Chilling soaking in the sunshine...
Chilling soaking in the sunshine...
Chilling soaking in the sunshine...
Chilling soaking in the sunshine...
" KEEP IT SIMPLE " SONG LYRICS
BY ASN FEATURING MOJAVE HENDRICKS
PRODUCED BY MIKE BISHOP
I've got too much going on
And I can't take it no more
And all you had to say
Was keep it simple, baby...
It's like you reach a certain age
And you're laced with a sickness
Can never wait to turn the page
We're all chasing the riches
Just like that stage
Where you can't wait to get bigger
The naive turn 21
And it's straight to the liquor
Pandoras box
Trying to see if she's a whore or not'
Sort of hot
Whatever dog
He just wants to 'score' alot
Who wants 'em?
Condoms?
Plus, he couldn't afford a box.
Now he's got a sore-ass cock
And some sorta spots
Then there was shorty WOP
You'd see here at the corner spot
Of all sorts of blocks
Itty-bitty skirt to match
the halter-tops
She'd fuck 'em all
Then she would rob 'em
While they snored on cots
Cuz she liked to snort alot
Got to fucking with the foreigners
Bad move
That's you
Reaching for the watch
(Throat slices with a groan)
Got slit
Before that bitch
Could even call the cops.
Now peep this girl
Average looks
Acing math
Hitting the books
Now what could happen to toots, huh?
"Mommy and Daddy,
aren't you happy
with my grades?
While my friends soaked in sunrays
I stayed
in the library and slaved
But all work and no play
means long days
Colleges turned her away
She said goodbye with a razor blade
Found her in the dorm bath tub
in a foot of blood
with a note in the sink
that said;
"Sorry I wasn't good enough."
Hook:
Gotta keep it simple, man
Gotta keep it simple, man
Gotta keep it simple, got-got
Gotta keep it simple, man
("...And all you had to say
Was keep it simple, baby..." in the background)
Johhny was poor
Couldn't take it anymore
So he joined the war
Had nothing else worth living or dying for
POP! POP! (Gunshots)
First day took two shots
Now he's paralyzed
from the neck down
so he's even worse off.
Then there was Erica
Came to America
to see what better was
and get her 'cheddar' up.
Hardly paid,
she stayed
working as a maid.
Came here with nothing
and took it with her to the grave.
Now her children
are stuck in the USA
As second class citizens
working for minimum wage.
Still Rico say
He gon' be rich one day
Slinging yey
Till his third trip to South Bay.
He tried to run it
Uh
He couldnt cut it
Na
He got confronted
With a-
Shank to the stomach ("Aagh" as body stabbed and drops)
What about Justin?
He was a rich motherfucker
He ain't give a fuck
He still vicked motherfuckers
Stick motherfuckers
Sell shit motherfucker
Rolling round town like
a pimp motherfucker
They caught him torching stolen cars
Then with a sawed-off,
Some hand guns
The first couple times he got off.
But rich or not
they had enough of shorty
He got hit off.
He ain't breathing free air 'till he 40.
Then my boy Will, man
Had serious skill, man
For real, man
Could have gotten Lost Souljaz that deal, man.
But instead of hitting my crib
picking up tracks
he got addicted to crack
I never did get my dog back.
And that's gotta be the worst fate for an artist
a fire getting put out before it ever got started.
That's why I no longer
mess around with the garbage
Cuz I don't ain't got the time
nor the mind for the nonsense, I...
Hook:
Gotta keep it simple, man
Gotta keep it simple, man
Gotta keep it simple, I-I (with stutter-effect)
Gotta keep it simple, man
And all you had to say
Was keep it simple, baby...
" YOUNG MAMAS " SONG LYRICS
BY ASN FEATURING MIKE BISHOP
PRODUCED BY MIKE BISHOP
So what you got kids, but you in the club? (Woo)
I ain't hating, nahh, ma, I'm getting drunk, too.
I ain't got nothing but love for you
Cuz I know young mamas gotta have fun too.
Cuz you work hard all week,
you deserve to chill/
And that smirk for real/
Must be worth a mill.
Your baby dad/
He make me mad/
Must be crazy wack/
Throwing away a beauty like that/
I'll take that
(Yup)
With a couple of drinks
and a little Mary J., wanna?/
Sure, the kids
made you thick,
but it looks great on ya.
Ain't seen child support
from your man in a while,
but you damn sure
ain't letting it cramp your style.
Cuz I seen your outfits/
And your pretty finger tips/
Plus the way you shake them hips,
I'm like awww shit/
You stay getting your chips,
clean crib and nice whip,
so fuck 'em all if they wanna talk shit.
Come over hear girl/
Lend me your ear girl/
Or throw me a peace sign,
and I'll dissappear girl/
But if you feel it, girl/
Just keep it real girl/
Cuz tomorrow morning
(Waaa (Baby crying))
It's back to the real world.
So if your tired of the crying,
maybe it's time to moan/
So when you're feeling all alone/
Just hit me on the phone.
If you're trying to (You know)/
Or you just wanna zone/
...Maybe I can be your home away from home...
So what you got kids, but you in the club? (Woo)
I ain't hating, nahh, ma, I'm getting drunk, too.
I ain't got nothing but love for you
Cuz I know young mamas gotta have fun too.
He said "Chill, she got kids"/
I said "Do you know what that means?/
She know how to take care of a brother,
plus cook, plus clean!"/
Now don't get me wrong, shorty,
I take care of myself/
But just the fact you could support me,
that's sexy as hell
(I like that).
She ain't like the little girls/
Knows how to give her world/
And make a brother feel
real big in a little world.
If it ain't her man, though,
she don't care what he think/
But he still know how to milk
any sucker for a drink.
Cuz they all wanna slip your clothes off/
But if he ain't about shit he don't get no love/
You gotta be the dopest shorties that I know of/
Just had a kid and still got something to show off. But some shorties have kids/
And their baby daddy dips/
Now they don't wanna fuck
with no men no more/
And some shorties have kids/
But they don't give a shit/
They hit the party scene like
"Let's get-it-on"/
And some baby mommas' young/
Just wanna have some fun/
Get drunk and puff on a blunt or two/
But they mama skills' strong/
Get their baby sitter on/
I'm feeling that shorty,
I'll fuck with you...
So what you got kids, but you in the club? (Woo)
I ain't hating, nahh, ma, I'm getting drunk, too.
I ain't got nothing but love for you
Cuz I know young mamas gotta have fun too.
But some shorties have kids/
And their baby daddy dips/
Now they don't wanna fuck
with no men no more/
And some shorties have kids/
But they don't give a shit/
They hit the party scene like
"Let's get-it-on/
And some baby mommas' young/
Just wanna have some fun/
Get drunk and puff on a blunt or two/
But they mama skills' strong/
Get their baby sitter on/
I'm feeling that shorty,
I'll fuck with you...
So what you got kids, but you in the club? (Woo)
I ain't hating, nahh, ma, I'm getting drunk, too.
I ain't got nothing but love for you
Cuz I know young mamas gotta have fun too.
" FANTASY " SONG LYRICS
BY ASN FEATURING MIKE BISHOP AND CRYSTAL
PRODUCED BY MIKE BISHOP
Hey, little pretty thang
Come through the city, hang
Step into the whip
So you can hear how the CD BANG
Why over compensate?
I don't need no Willy chain
So don't you bother with them underwear
With little strangs (Strings)
We can forget the gang
Or I can get my man
You go and get your girls
Who don't attatch any strangs
We can do any thang
Except no petty games
Got what you want
And what you need
Ain't that everythang
You want it more everytime that we touch
And when I DO get in that pussy, I'ma fuuuuck it up
On the tip of my tongue
But I ain't tasting it yet
I'm just
Loving the scent
Of us breaking a sweat
On my mans pool table
And you're raising the bets
Telling me what you're taking off if I make it in NEXT
I guess she like the way that I get crazy respect
And she Q & A'd the ex
And she say it's the best
From the way that I look
To the way that I sex
Now I'm laughing cuz she talking about the way that I FLEX
So we slid up in the bak and I took it right there
On the floor, ass-bare
Shorty, pulling your hair
And everybody in the house know ya like that shit
From the way that you scream when you ride that dick
Im like, "You so good, you so fine"
And the way you gave head, girl, you blew my mind, and I...
Love the way that your tongue suck mine
Maybe I'll call you when I got some time
But in the meantime,
You fantasize, you know that way that I do
And when I come through, i'ma make it come true
Holler at me boo.
Some rumors gonna have to be proved
And you're wooed once they're actually true, ain'tcha?
Chorus/Hook (2x):
I see that you plan to see
If Im as good as in your fantasy
How dirty do you want to get girl?
How bad do you want it?
(I want it, I want it)
I know what you want, can't we skip the fore-play?
I'm tired, I been running through your mind all day.
Really though, there's only so much I can say,
And I can show ya much better than I can tell ya.
I know you getting sick and tired of the fellas.
And there's a reason all your girls are getting jealous.
Before you go come get something to remember
Cuz I can put some HEAT back up in your December,
But I ain't gon' sweat ya, girl, it's whatever.
Go on your way if you think you can do better,
Ha ha ha, that's what I thought, baby,
Nah nah nah, we night cap at the
Ramada, haha, SO
How long can you take it you freak?
I bet you the cost of the room I'll have you staining the sheets.
I know why good girls like them bad guys
Cuz us bad guys tend to tap that ass right
So homeboy, better get that act right
Or i might make it up to your girl from the back-side.
Cuz those eyes'll only suffice for so long.
It's only a matter of time before she gets what she wants.
And then, it's on
She feeling something real strong, what's going on?
Sipping on something strong, and then it's on.
It's ok
Conversate, and then we gone
Feeling so right it can't be wrong,
Am I wrong? (Nope)
Chorus/Hook (2x):
I see that you plan to see
If Im as good as in your fantasy
How dirty do you want to get girl?
How bad do you want it?
(I want it, I want it)
Honestly
Girl, talk to me
Ain't you glad that you got with me
(Uh huh, uh huh)
Lada da, Lada di
Ain't you heard I got the bomb diggity?
(Make me come like crazy)
Honestly
Girl, talk to me
Ain't you glad that you got with me
(Uh huh, come on)
Lada da, Lada di
Ain't you heard I got the bomb diggity?
(Make me come like crazy, crazy, crazy)
" THE ANTHEM " SONG LYRICS
ASN FEATURING CRYSTAL
PRODUCED BY ASN
(Beat fades in)
ASN (4X)
Give me a crowd, I'll play the entertainer
Give me a mic, I'll spit nothing but razors
Turn 12 players
Into a dozen haters
Hit rock bottom, bounced back,
Nigga, I came up
M-Y-S-E-LF,
I need no favors
Even at the end of the movie they'll never fade us
The skinny is y'all niggas better get your weight up
By any means, feed my family
Baby yeah
It's L.S. leading thousands of soldiers,
Finesse life's tests
Never rest till it's over.
The best given breath
Remain blessed,
Drunk or sober
Freshest in the flesh,
Man, the rest is just a mess
The fam is how rude?
The clan is foul dudes.
My name alone'll bring the freak up-out you
Then leave without you
I'm peacing out, boo.
It's round two,
Tell the chauffer "Peak the volume'.
Cuz life was a nightmare,
I'm ending that right here.
Fuck waiting 'till I'm dead
and my head's covered in white hair.
The world on my back
and they still couldn't fold me.
Cuffed in a cell
and they still couldn't hold me.
Nowadays, I'm trying to turn
the cuffs into a Rollie (Rolex)
I've got mouths to feed,
I ain't just repping
for the homies
NOW
Where am I from? It's the Brook, Bean-
TOWN
Fuck where you from, get your ass beat-
DOWN
Don't get it twisted yo,
it's nothing but love,
But it's a volcanic flow
there ain't no shutting it up.
I got a 40,
Of some Crazy Horse,
I got shorties,
I mean crazy whores,
"That's pretty clever,
Can you give us some more?"
Of Coarse,
Man, I can spit till my voice is crazy hoarse...
Chorus/Hook (2X):
Put you hands in the air,
"Reach for the stars"
Let me hear you say yeah.
"Speak possitive, God."
There's a larger purpose,
Look beyond the surface.
Call the hearses,
'A' snuck a bomb in his verses. (TICKING)
Look at me dog,
I can't help but blow up (BOOM)
Look at the crowd,
They can't help but go nuts.
Look at this world man,
we've got to grow up
So we don't see any more Lost Souljaz.
Yeah, I'm grungier
Than your average book studier.
More persistant that your average hustler.
Realize, it ain't just rap that you're bumpin' ta
It's something more than the tracks you're accustomed ta.
BLAP, BLAP (Gun shots)
That's all I spit out my mouth.
New England, better tell 'em
Yo, this isn't the South.
I spit live shit,
Like that dick in your mouth.
Bow down, bitch
The King's in the house
And I'm taking the throne.
I stay in the zone.
A street car named Desire,
She's paving the road
YO
Commercial artists ain't much more
than whores to me,
And thier jealousy
is like an award to me
But 'till the day I'm rich
I'm only sort of free
Cuz I know there's more to life
than I can afford to see...
Chorus/Hook (2X):
Put you hands in the air,
"Reach for the stars"
Let me hear you say yeah.
"Speak possitive, God."
OUTRO:
Do your thing,
Put your hands in the air
Beantown
Put your hands in the air
Everybody,
Put your hands in the air
Come on,
Put your hands in the air
Crystal and ASN,
Yeah
" HAPPY HOES " SONG LYRICS
ASN FEATURING MIKE BISHOP
PRODUCED BY MICIDE
Sure I got a girl,
but i'm talking to you tootsie/
Cuz ain't no pussy/
Like some new pussy/
Honestly, girl,
you can't mistake me for a rookie/
Get nasty as you want,
it ain't nothing new to me.
Said you got a man,
but I don't care/
Ain't that boy's mama
ever taught him how to share?/
I know it ain't fair/
Cuz he don't even compare/
But this place is on fire,
let's get the fuck up out of here.
I know it's a club/
But I ain't come to dance/
I came to get cum
on my brand-new panta
(HA!)
Look at you looking all classy, yo/
You sassy,
nasty,
little happy hoe.
She curious,
wanna try an Arabic guy/
Cuz she heard that we can satisfy
multiple wives/
Well, A Salam Malekem,
Malekem Salam/
Peace be with you shorty,
cuz your fucking pussy's the bomb.
I throw ya on the ground/
And while I grab you talk shit/
And take you on a ride
on my magic carpet,
You happy hoe...
CHORUS
She talk like she skipping/
Walk like she skipping/
Now that's a happy hoe
that i would love to stick my dick in/
Cuz she smiles so easy
and her ass so round/
I figured that it probably
been passed-o-round.
Cuz her man's rich,
but he borderline gay/
So bounce your little happy ass
around my way.
Them pearly whites is purty (pretty),
girl, they surely is/
Now come on,
work me,
jerk me,
you chirpy bitch.
Even when we getting down
you giggle/
Little in the middle/
But in the right places
just the right amount of jiggle.
Get high and act stupid
but you know the deal/
That's why she singing for my candy rain
like Soul For Real,
uh...So petite/
Look good enough to eat/
I'm turning happy hoes
straight into super freaks.
I wanna use you/
And to abuse you/
And to do/
All types of nasty shit to you/
So,
when I'm done,
I'ma pass the dro/
Right over to you,
ya fucking happpy ho...
CHORUS
I got a question to ask you, yo/
Me and my boys been driving back and forth/
So maybe you could tell me
if you happen to know/
Where the fuck are the happy hoes?
2X
" SHOW LOVE " SONG LYRICS
BY ASN
PRODUCED BY T. BES
Sure, it took some drastic measures
But I got my act together
My kids deserve to have it better
Not to ever have the pressure.
Fuck Staring at the hour glass
And waiting for the clouds to pass
Sometimes I wondered how I'd last
Or if would snap out of that.
With no sort of control
No, it was more scorching my soul
My mouth pouring
Every morning
By that porcelline bowl.
Yeah, that liquor is sure mean
I'd been up on the court scene
With P.O.s (probation officers) since fourteen
So what happened to your dream?
Shit, I wasn't chasing that
I was to busy chasing ass
Always getting major trashed
Mom wondered if I'd make it back.
Although she raised me to the best of her ability
That didn't stop collect calls from correctional facilites.
But now I'm making manuvers
To raise up from the sewers
And I pray it ain't too late for me to make it up to her.
Cuz for so long I've been maintaining through her
She's been my rock, and I hope that I can be the same to her...
CHORUS:
Cuz for so many years all I had was your love
You'd think I'd have learned better from that growing up
Instead I became the reason our lives were so tough
But now I'm trying, and hope finally I can show love.
No more worrying about freedom and them taking it from me
I'm on my own now, mommy,
and I'm making some money
It was a long storm,
but finally my day's getting sunny
I got released from Billerica,
and I hit the ground running.
Local 7, Iron Worker,
tired of living poor
Nowadays I build bridges,
I don't burn 'em any more.
And on top of getting doe
Is watching my children grow
And every artist that I know
wants A.S.N. at their shows.
And it's not because my luck improved
That all my dreams are coming true
But because of wonderful
Women in my life who stuck it through.
All the times I should have learned
And all the times you could have turned
Your back on me and I wasn't concerned
You gave me more love than I deserved.
For some time I had some nerve
but the future's looking bright
I see the light
Just give me some time,
I'll make it right...
CHORUS:
Cuz for so many years all I had was your love
You'd think I'd have learned better from that growing up
Instead I became the reason our lives were so tough
But now I'm trying, and hope finally I can show love.
What's worst is
Words can't describe how bad my thirst is
I might die if I can't provide some type of reimbursement.
In school I was a class clown
Fights, I never backed down
In bars drinking mad rounds
Came home and act out.
A bad child
Mad foul
You had to throw my ass out
We have experience to thank
it ain't nothing like that now.
Cuz although my age was blinding me
The music was my diary
So now I see
Why I was an outcast to society
And had so many rivalries
But new life has inspired me
Amazed when I hear Sony might be interested in signing me.
There ain't no playing it down
I'm finally making it now
I've worked with rap legends
and finally had a taste of the clout
I'm doing away with the doubt
And entertaining whole crowds
I still freestyle,
except they have to pay for it now
Excuse me, let me take my head out of these
clouds
Cuz nothing of that means anything
if it isn't making you proud...
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