The 49ers' (Marchitect & Jas Mace) Lyric Book

Everybody Knows

Sat, 11 May 2013 11:57:41 -0400

Marchitect

Enterprising, good things on the horizon
Before a show I get my doe I’m prepaid like Verizon
Two trains colliding, I’m killing this track
He’s on tour hold him down until he gets back
That’s what they’re hollering, now back to collaring
Emcees up like Fonzarelli sponsoring
My ill verse, I told her chill first
She ain’t listen and now she’s assed out like a strip search
I made my competition kiss dirt
Now their payday is looking thin like them suckers missed work
London, Tokyo, New York, Paris
Watch me, knock it out the park like Roger Maris
There is no one that could probably break the record though
There is nowhere in the world I’m not collecting doe
I might start a label in Antarctica
Could of, would of, might just do it because I thought it up

Hook

Yeah, y’all know the name
Jas Mace and Marchitect
Drafting up the blueprint Hip-Hop architect
Cause everybody knows, everybody knows
Everybody knows 49 got the flow
Worldwide props blowing up the spot
East to west coast yeah you know it don’t stop
Cause everybody knows, everybody knows
Everybody knows 49 got the flow

Jas Mace

It’s Jas to the M-A-C-E I’m ready
See me behead the emcee want to test me
Quick like Nestle, ain’t impressed by the Bentleys
Or the Benjis, unless you’re talking about inventions
Shit, I got a doctorates for rocking it
Doogie Houser status the baddest plus I’m young and mad talented
But old enough to put a rapper in the figure four
Figured the score before they fingered me for one more
Another rapper on my rap sheet, long enough for track meets
And marathons don’t put is in the octagon
Break a rapper down to molecules,
Throw him across the stage by his hair follicles
What the fuck is wrong with you
We never heard of you
You’re light weight like alloy boy don’t want to bop with the real McCoy
So ignore this all you want
But we’re gonna cross paths like an intersection, check it

Hook

Don't Push Me

Fri, 10 May 2013 23:53:00 -0400

Jas Mace

I’m a pretty chill dude quick to lend an helping hand
But I stay on guard like redcoats at the Buckingham
Because I’ve been around enough backstabbers
That my back’s got scars from all the lashes and the stabbings
My kindness ain’t a weakness we can keep it on some peace shit
Or take it to the streets like a dirty south freaknik
I’m half beatnik and half beat the shit
Out of anybody trying to come up quick off my clique
I’m a man of few words but I do prefer verbs
Don’t talk about it be about it bullies for the birds
I learned a long time ago
That it’s better to forgive than forget stay awake for the replay
Because it repeats like the seasons
Predictable behavior I seen it for many reasons
Yeah I’m about the love
But when push comes to shove better tighten up your gloves

Marchitect

When push comes to shove, you can’t get shoved or pushed
I’m all about the love but man look
Our hands shook, we’re supposed to have a pact
So what’s up with the act, you’re supposed to have my back
I never let it slide like a kickstand
You’re all out of pocket like Michael Vick
And you’re scrambling and running always coming up with something
To say as a cover up, hating when I’m coming up
Never the runner up, mess a sucker’s summer up
Until that sucker simmer down, go and heat some supper up
I shouldn’t have to knuckle up for you to get the picture clear
Cemeteries full of people acting brolic, get you there
Society is violent it’s best to stay silent
It’s best to keep working its’ better to keep grinding
Than wildin’ thinking we gonna let it slide though
They must live under a rock like Gieco

Backwords

Sun, 05 May 2013 18:38:00 -0400

Marchitect

Stuck in reverse, constructing a verse
The first line is the last and the last is the first
We digress to impress even happiness hurts
Back and front like a palindrome, get out of my hearst
Start my life as an old man, live it until I’m born again
And the wars will end because they never did begin
If it looks like you’re ahead it’s because we already passed you
And all the people that passed away passed through
Moving backwards like a book on chiropractors
And the forwards is really the last chapter
Rewind the time like international datelines
Before the love experience digressed into hate crimes
4,3,2,1,z,y,x yes
Bring the word back and walk in the exits
Wrong way down a one way in a Lexus
To a place where that old love is the next shit
Murder rate up again, we’re looking for love again
Times getting tougher and the whole world is suffering
Backwords, backwords, backwords, backwords

2mo’Key

LET ME HEAR CLASSICS. 君のその手
握ってるものについて WHAT DO YOU WANNA TELL?
この目は輝きを増し、ペンを走らす時
未来へと繋がる虎の巻
大きな力が動き始める。Backwords…. I NEED A….
夢で見たような光景、思い描いてたのさ
HIPHOPは死んじゃいないよ。進行形
感情をさらけ出し裸足
抜け殻の魂、騙し騙しのMUSIC、DON’T USE IT?
お決まりのポーズ
OLD SCHOOL! Marc &Jasも語ってるぜルーツ
行き当たりばったりの人生なら
もう一層おさらば
身体で感じるREAL
一番大事 “生きてる意味” YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN?
色褪せぬソウルが今ここにある
THIS IS A 革命
MC’Sの役目
立ち位置を作成
俺らの近くへ
I sing it. Backwords.
Backwords, backwords, backwords

Jas Mace

With all these obstacles it’s like a 100 dash
With a 100 hurdles in my path how long will he last
Nobody says a word but they all want to laugh
Moving forward never fast like we’re stuck in the past
Matter of fact, it’s slow motion or reverse
Last place never first you would think it would hurt
Like getting burnt on AstroTurf or going down in the first
Never understood his worth, weighted down like a wet Nerf
And even though these stakes is high
He never caught a break and you can see it in his eyes
Fragile like a piece of meat, dangling on the market street
Hanging for you all to see, there for everyone to eat
Treated like a toilet seat
Progressive is a black street, a black corner that no man want to go in
And now he’s sinking with the quicksand
A lost soul’s never planned, only damn- Come on
I take one step forward and two steps back
My life is running around like the sample on this track
Moving backwords, backwords, backwords, backwords

Close to You

Sun, 05 May 2013 18:06:00 -0400

Jas Mace

We all make mistakes, that’s what life’s about
Gotta know, every fight ain’t a title bout
We live and we learn, take turns forgiving
He isn’t perfect and you ain’t always a princess
Yeah he told me about the friends you’ve been keeping
Creeping on the weekends with other people you’re sleeping
That’s my brother you hurt him and I’m a hurt you
He ain’t lying I was there when he called you
You know he loves you, why’re you playing with his emotions
You haven’t even checking in a week, he’s roller coastin’
What’re you talking about that girl meant nothing
He did it for revenge why’re you sitting here fronting
You’re acting like he hit you or something, like he bit you or something
Like he threw you on the ground and tried to rape you or something
What? You expect me to believe that
No way man, can’t even see that

Waldo Black

In every story
Every struggle
There’s pain in truth
And love’s in the middle
So I’m asking you
How will our story end
How will our story end
Will we just start again
Will we just start again

Jas Mace

Let me ask you this
If you hate him that much why’re still around
How can you still love this man if he always beats you down
You can have anyone that you wanted
But you’re running with someone you claim abuses you
What can I do, that you can’t do for your self
Take those clothes off the shelf
And hit the road like a jack hammer drove into the concrete
All these excuses are weak
I never thought it was like that but now I think back
There was a lot of bruises, bad news and dark glasses
In dark places, damn it all makes sense now
How could I have not seen the warning signs
I apologize for being so blind
Yeah he’s like a brother, but you’ve been like a sister
So the next time I see him I’m a put the fist to chin
Put your hands on a woman, now that’s that coward shit
The same type to run from a man once the drama hits

Waldo Black

In every story
Every struggle
There’s pain in truth
And love’s in the middle
So I’m asking you
How will our story end
How will our story end
Will we just start again
Will we just start again

You, me, we are lost
The pain, the trust, the lust, the love
The pain he caused you hurts down in your soul baby
But don’t you think that this world is so cold baby

In every story
Every struggle
There’s pain in truth
And love’s in the middle
So I’m asking you
How will our story end
How will our story end
Will we just start again
Will we just start again

Video

Sun, 31 Mar 2013 21:52:27 -0400

Video

Sun, 31 Mar 2013 21:50:42 -0400

Dedication

Sun, 31 Mar 2013 21:34:00 -0400

Hook

This is just a little dedication
To an island far away from my station
It’s a place where I find inspiration
And roam like a ronin with no destination
This is just my little dedication
To a place I often escape to
You gave support throughout the years
Now it’s my turn to show you love, yeah
This is just a little dedication
To an island far away from my station
It’s a place where I find inspiration
And roam like a ronin with no destination
This is just my little dedication
To a place I often escape to
You gave support throughout the years
Now it’s my turn to show you love, yeah

Jas Mace

It was my first time out the country
Touring a foreign land where fans were there to welcome me
But it wasn’t because of humidity
In fact it was a cold autumn night when my flight touched down
Trying to figure out how to get around
At the same time taking in the sights and sounds
Hand shakes and bows
I’m like look at me now
On the train to Asakusa looking at my calendar
Thinking how the label told us stay home
So we took the advance and did it on our own
Yeah that’s the 49er way
No is not an option pulled up to the station standing in amazement
Because in front of my eyes was the god of wind and thunder
Under Kaminarimon
Now it’s like my second home
The soul of bushido where the samurai roamed

Hook

This is just a little dedication
To an island far away from my station
It’s a place where I find inspiration
And roam like a ronin with no destination
This is just my little dedication
To a place I often escape to
You gave support throughout the years
Now it’s my turn to show you love, yeah
This is just a little dedication
To an island far away from my station
It’s a place where I find inspiration
And roam like a ronin with no destination
This is just my little dedication
To a place I often escape to
You gave support throughout the years
Now it’s my turn to show you love, yeah

Jas Mace

Now since then I’ve been back plenty of times
Like I’m addicted to a drug chasing my first high
In the land where the sunrise, ain’t no surprise
Because Shibuya never sleeps, there’s music in the streets
From the clubs to the temples, Sensoji gets traditional
The shamisen instrumental
Provides a backdrop for the cherry tree watch
Silent prayers are being carried by the insence in the air
As I stare off into the distance
I listen to the secrets of Fuji-san’s existence
Within an instant he’s gone from vision
Because the shinkansen reminds me of Haku when he’s flying
Man I was Spirited Away to the top of Miyajima
My mind’s never been clearer
My soul’s never been cleaner
I’m sorry for Hiroshima
In peace I’m a believer
I guess I’m just a dreamer because

Hook

This is just a little dedication
To an island far away from my station
It’s a place where I find inspiration
And roam like a ronin with no destination
This is just my little dedication
To a place I often escape to
You gave support throughout the years
Now it’s my turn to show you love, yeah
This is just a little dedication
To an island far away from my station
It’s a place where I find inspiration
And roam like a ronin with no destination
This is just my little dedication
To a place I often escape to
You gave support throughout the years
Now it’s my turn to show you love, yeah

REMIXXXXXXX

Tue, 19 Mar 2013 20:48:06 -0400

REMIXXXXXXX

Audio

Tue, 19 Feb 2013 20:53:08 -0500

Hard 2 Get

Mon, 11 Feb 2013 21:13:00 -0500

Jas Mace

I met her on the 158 on my way from nj to New York listening to Bjork
Saw it on her iPod she was giving vibes didn’t know what to say
She kept looking my way
She played it off with an innocent smile
And ran her fingers through her hair every once and awhile
Giving the subtlest signs wanting to make her mine
Didn’t know her stop or even if I had the time
Approached with caution seen this often
Don’t trust a big but and a smile had to soften
The mood a little bit didn’t know what to expect
Leaned in a little closer just enough to smell her neck
Her fragrance was amazing said hello my name is Jason
I’d like to keep you company that’s if you have the patience
She gave a nod plus a welcoming sign
That’s when I realized yeah this girl’s all mine

Hook

Hey, I want to know what’s on your mind love
Be the man you’re always thinking of
Uh this gotta be fate
Don’t make me wait choose the time and the place
I’m trying to make you much more than just one date
Love at first sight, yeah I saw the face
You can play hard to get but
I’m a make you mine it’s just a matter of time

Jas Mace

Now weeks go by can’t getcha off my mind
Surprising text messages just to say hi
But still, I can’t get it, I can’t grab it
She’s playing hard to get like some mathematics
I respect it, but still gotta flirt though
Cause I ain’t trying be living in the friend zone
That ain’t my home she’s bad to the bone every night on the phone
Let my intentions be shown
She knows what I’m about, trying to be her man
Never really did the whole one night stand
Grab her by the hand as we stroll under the moon light
Laughing at each other as we talk about the other night
She said I feel safe in your arms
Told she could stay just as long as she wants
I didn’t need to say more
She looked in my eyes and said tonight I’m all yours

Hook

Hey, I want to know what’s on your mind love
Be the man you’re always thinking of
Uh this gotta be fate
Don’t make me wait choose the time and the place
I’m trying to make you much more than just one date
Love at first sight, yeah I saw the face
You can play hard to get but
I’m a make you mine it’s just a matter of time

Video

Mon, 28 Jan 2013 20:02:45 -0500

The 49ers - "Put It Down"

Mon, 28 Jan 2013 20:01:30 -0500

The 49ers - "Put It Down"

Tell Me

Tue, 01 Jan 2013 17:03:48 -0500

Hook

Now this is for the bullies and the bitches and the bastards
The bourgeois conceded type assholes
So let me ask you
I want to know yo

Jas Mace

Two wrongs don’t make a right but it damn sure makes it even
Because I remember days leaving school barely breathing
From wet willies, open necks, and wedgies
Indian burns, Charlie horses, and wrestling
It’s like I had a target on my back
Like I worked for Target when in fact I was harassed for writing raps
Ashamed and embarrassed when they read my first lyrics
I ain’t want no one to hear it but they went ahead and shared it
Aloud in the classroom an onslaught of laughter was after the disaster
What a bunch of assholes
Now fast forward ten years later
The 49ers number one and now they’re catching vapors
A classic case of being punished by the clock
Because every now and then I see them strung out on that rock
Now let me ask you
I want to know yo, check it

Hook

Now this is for the bullies and the bitches and the bastards
The bourgeois conceded type assholes
So tell me
I want to know yo
What goes around comes around
Even if it’s not right now karma’s pimp hand will put the smack down
So tell me
I want to know yo, check it

Jas Mace

Now ladies y’all can break a man’s confidence easy
With few words and dirty looks believe me
I want to know yo
Yeah, I want to know yo how does it feel
In school I was a skinny dude with no fashion
And no action, they would pass by and start laughing
In school they would pass notes, not even hiding what they wrote
As if my whole existence was a joke
Like this girl in particular her name was Tasha
She was bad to the bone so busting back was impossible
A monster with a pretty face and a venomous tongue
She made me feel real dumb when I wanted to make her the one
Wanted to take her out for some fun but
She had other plans like playing me in the class
Now we’ll see who gets the last laugh
Because what I heard now she’s unhappy
Overweight with three baby daddies
And she’s asking about me
But I’ll never forget so next time tell her Jas Mace said
I want to know yeah
Won’t you tell me how it feels, man I want to know

Hook

Now this is for the bullies and the bitches and the bastards
The bourgeois conceded type assholes
So tell me, how does it feel yo
Uh, yeah I want to know
What goes around comes around
Even if it’s not right now karma’s pimp hand will put the smack down
So tell me
I want to know yo, uh yeah how does it feel

“Tell Me” - An unreleased track produced by Ninety...

Tue, 01 Jan 2013 16:25:00 -0500

“Tell Me” - An unreleased track produced by Ninety One featuring Jas Mace from the 49ers. (2012)

The 49ers new video “Reason We Rhyme” off of our...

Mon, 24 Dec 2012 18:19:43 -0500

The 49ers new video “Reason We Rhyme” off of our latest album called The World Record. Thank you to everyone who has supported us and purchased the album Much love!

Gotta Zone

Thu, 06 Dec 2012 09:03:00 -0500

Marchitect

Ever since I woke up, I ain’t been one to sleep
Knowing is the whole battle, and we won by leaps
Bound to nothing see we’re free to traverse
The whole planet Earth and put it in a verse
Right on time like I’m tagging on the clock
You’ll never even know when I’ll be hanging on your block
Or in a town near you, on top like a smock
Put it down colorfully as all my fans watch
I jet like Joan, yeah we’re jet flown
Even limo driven when we got to get gone
And get back home to the loved ones
Back to recording and bust rhymes like a thug’s gun
Take a little break and step out in the sun
Because the sun is where it’s at and we’re about having fun
One blood in this Hip-Hop world
Going out to the B-boys, all the B-girls worldwide

Hook

US gotta, Japan gotta, UK gotta, Brazil gotta
Canada’s gotta zone
Korea gotta, France gotta, Oz gotta, New Zealand gotta
India’s gotta zone

Jas Mace

I got a zone in every city like an area code
Put it down for my people yeah we carry the load
With the world on my shoulders I travel the atlas
You can’t out last us 49ers makes classics
And these plastic emcees
Are only good for recycling no originality
The 49 write rhymes without gimmicks
Like an overcrowded clinic yeah we got the illest lines
Worldwide like dot com
They show us love in every country that we’re standing on
And in the future no matter the planet they play it on
Real still recognize real rap songs
Every lyric’s my philosophy
Every breath we take’s fulfilling prophecy
A product of an explosion
Something like a supernova so you know we’re going to blow up

Hook

Holland gotta, Sweden gotta, Jamaica gotta, Morroco gotta
Egypt’s gotta zone
Polland gotta, Belize gotta, China gotta, UAE gotta
Columbia’s gotta zone
49ers gotta, Whiterain gotta, Marchitect gotta, Jas Mace gotta
Hip-Hop’s gotta zone

Untitled #49

Thu, 06 Dec 2012 09:00:25 -0500

Marchitect

I take sucker emcees and make them sissy soufflé
I’m on my own dick like Richard Nixon’s toupee
Pause, for the cause I’ll break any and many laws
And let my nuts hang like I ain’t wearing any drawers
Pause again, play me cheap like the bargain bin
And get choked out like a car with mad carbon in it
Chicks lining up like the song got Marvin in it
Y’all can’t see these raps every word is dark and tinted
Start a business, manufacture a movement
Drop exclusive new shit on some Clue shit
I’m secluded at my retreat making music
Climbing up the ladder of success like I’m roofing
Cliques get housed when there’s room for improvement
Look you in the pupil like a see through student
Read you like the fine print
You talking about you a hustler, but couldn’t make a dime out of nine cents

Hook

Man a real hot commodity
Peaks to mi sneaks watch di preea dem a watch me
But oh, yo, I’m on ah gangsta rout
Dis if you want wi bring di gamgstas out
Mek dem kno dem can not deal and can not collar me
Violate wi no look di no apologies
No, We on ah gangsta rout
Dis if you want wi bring di gamgstas out

Gwap Starr

Mi want fi know, why some pussy really afi peer me
Have iron dog talk but no bark when dem see mi
Batty man boy unu go fuck unu one an other head
Get bus fi di chedda pull di lever feel di ladder
Full up a led it spill ya bladder fix di matta
Mek di ting dem ratta tatta wit di chatta me no badda
Real rude boy pussyhole go suck ya madda
Portmore mi born but Delaware mi day ya
No man can tell mi bout mi trials and how mi tribulate
Unless you walk Ina mi shoes no say u can relate
Mi play di man way eat di food me Neva play di bait
Mr. grinding with a purpose till Da pearly gates
Niggas is so late, call Em outa season
Raw but no taste, dudes need seasonings
On some real fuck a rack I’ll get u whacked for no reasoning
Gwapstarr all year long four seasons

Hook

Jas Mace

I’m a mastermind that master rhyme dump you in some turpentine
All that and you probably still couldn’t shine
In my prime like 2,3,5,7
I seen 11 emcees and now they’re all just a memory
Past tense I passed them outlast them
With longevity long enough that everyone can see
That I stick to my guns like attachable infer-reds
Leaving wack rappers dead with a horse head in their bed
Well said, I break bread with the redhead dread keeping my family fed
I’m fed up like breast feeding on an elevator
I’m a catch you later if you’re talking like you’re braver
One little, two little, three little idiots
Picked up a mic and now they think they’re a kid again
They don’t grow up, they dumb it down
49ers don’t follow we break ground

Hook

The Morning After

Thu, 06 Dec 2012 08:56:12 -0500

Thurro

Caught up in the rapture of the morning after
Wake up and you see that life is more than laughter
Caught up in the rapture of the morning after
Thought last night was all that mattered

Jas Mace

It was the morning after, the night kept on replaying
In the back of my mind, like remember the time
We had a show by the beach like a scene from the 60s
California dreaming all the ladies in bikinis
Sipping on margaritas, martinis, and Mai Tais
Surveyed the bar and caught her staring in my eyes
What a surprise now she’s touching on her thighs
Motioned her index telling me to stop by
Whispered in her ear good thing I know sign
She gave a chuckle started pulling on my belt buckle
Sand beneath our feet, moon in the sky
Bonfire took us higher than the pyramid’s eye
Getting lost in the moment exposing every emotion
Moving together like the waves in the ocean
She pulled me close in and gave me a key
Kissed me on the check and said room 123 and it’s on

Thurro

Caught up in the rapture of the morning after
Wake up and you see that life is more than laughter
Caught up in the rapture of the morning after
Thought last night was all that mattered

Marchitect

Last night was a ball, the day before was a blast
And the day before that, plus the day before that
It’s kind of all just a blur, like it never occurred
Now it’s the morning after and the sun’s just emerged
I squint my eyes as I reach for the blinds
But that’s pointless like the blind leading the blind
Ain’t a Tylenol that’s strong enough for easing my mind
Hip-Hop hangover need some sleep and some time
The tour’s finished and many played the silly role
Woke up next to a stranger like they was Billy Joel
New day but last night it got you here
And now you’re feeling off track like you forgot your fare
You look up in the mirror and you smile because last night
It seemed to last forever though you live the fast life
Now that’s a memory because you knew it would end
And later on tonight we going to do it again

Thurro

Caught up in the rapture of the morning after
Wake up and you see that life is more than laughter
Caught up in the rapture of the morning after
Thought last night was all that mattered

Positive K

Girls want to be you, fellas want to see you
Me too, and when you rock that little see through
Girl it should be illegal the effect you got on people
Forget about Mel baby you’re way more lethal
You got me talking acupuncture without the needle
Picasso couldn’t capture all your diesel
Kodak paper couldn’t show off half your nature
A whole lot of sexy and a touch of gangster
Money don’t change her, haters don’t phase her
Not even titanic jewels as big as that glacier
Girl you got me locked similar to a prison
Can’t get you out my system, oh yeah
You’re speeding up my metabolism
Another good reason for living, well look here
She don’t dress for guys, you just know how to accessorize
And once I met your eyes I knew I had to bless those thighs
You cut dude short like you invest in knives
We took our time oh no we didn’t stress the vibes
You put the rest aside
Those guys who said they’re single
And the ones who done gone up and left their wives
You’re effecting lives with an ass like a champion
And I ain’t talking about the best of five
I’m day dreaming I’m just thinking of you
I’m day dreaming I’m just thinking of you
The morning after
Day dreaming I be thinking of you
Day dreaming I be thinking of you
The morning after
Day dreaming I be thinking of you
Day dreaming I be thinking of you
The morning after

Mother's Love

Thu, 06 Dec 2012 08:48:00 -0500

Jas Mace

See I ain’t picture perfect, matter of fact my picture’s pretty worthless
And often shady like they closed the curtains
But I knew for certain I could always count on one person
To pick me up and make the sun shine when I’m hurting
She put the work in, no days off
Sometimes I wonder how she never took the belt off
It’s unconditional, see that’s what mothers do
Give up their jobs even sacrifice their life for you
And even though you’re gone everyday I’m missing you
If I could I would have took you out the hospital
Life wasn’t good to you but still you found a way
To smile through it all, the sufferings and downfalls
You stayed strong even through the hard times
Clouds could block the sun, but the sun still shines
So to mines and yours don’t forget to give thanks because
A mother’s love is like no other’s love, forreal

Bell

Dear Momma…命を与え
数え切れぬ光をくれた
誰よりも傍で
願い見守ってくれる
貴女のその
笑顔が続くように…

Rhyzz

たった一言言わせてほしい　
素直な気持ちから溢れる愛情
毎度迷惑かけてばっかのこんな馬鹿な息子だけど
「ありがとうな」って感謝の言葉　
言える解る感じる今なら
Dear Momma…迎える朝に想い描く貴女の姿
「ふとした瞬間が貴女のコピーだね。」なんて笑っちゃうね
歩んできた１９８３から
転べば肩雨降りゃ傘
いつも受け止めてくれたありのまま
誰も代りゃしないたった一人の母
たかだか１６バースでも声高々に心からI love you Mama.

Bell

Dear Momma…命を与え
数え切れぬ光をくれた
誰よりも傍で
願い見守ってくれる
貴女のその
笑顔が続くように…

Marchitect

Brought me to this world of mayhem at 5:01am
Taught me to read my poems never be afraid to say them
I’m the runt of the family, you took the brunt of the family’s pain
When pop’s drinking had us all ashamed
Sometimes I complain but I don’t know how you did it up
Five kids then six Michon came to live with us
It’s priceless this gift that you give to us
An angel on the planet Earth the very least you’ve been to us
You played mom to those that never had one
I apologize for the days I was a bad son
But you shaped me with your hands into a great man
Taught me to love my enemies no need to hate them
Times I could have died you held me in the hospital
How could I measure this love that I got for you
No verse is long enough, no words are strong enough
I’m thankful when the times are tough that I can always call you up

Bell

Dear Momma…命を与え
数え切れぬ光をくれた
誰よりも傍で
願い見守ってくれる
貴女のその
笑顔が続くように…

Summer's Past

Thu, 06 Dec 2012 08:44:55 -0500

Jas Mace

The red line is rising higher than the ISS and ain’t stopping
Cops on the block because the weather brought us out
It’s not what we’re about
We just want to chill with some drinks by the grill
Or take a road trip out of state northbound
I-95, iPod for the ride
Sunroof back yeah we got it like that
Hitting every college and crashing dorm parties
Don’t worry, we ain’t come to hurt nobody
Unless your body is looking like Haley Berry’s
And I barely put it in the air
But the weather’s so clear right now I don’t care
Because the sun’s right there and he’s shining
Smiling on the world because it’s ours for the taking
So pour a little out, then put a little in
But take your time because the night’s about to begin

Chorus

Ridin’ in the car or radio on blast
Hoping that summer don’t move to fast
We’re riding
And we’re rolling
Ridin’ in the car or radio on blast
Reminiscing about summer’s past
And we’re rolling
And we’re riding

Marchitect

The temp just swelters the heat will just melt you
But you ain’t in no rush to run and find shelter
You kick it with your homies, holler at the ladies
Boom it in your, boom it in your jeep or your Mercedes
Or your Honda, or your Legend, or your hybrid or your bike
The rave of your town on a hot summer night
Remember back back in the days
When being a mack mack was the craze
Yeah we laugh laugh at each other and be back the next day
As friends and compadres most likely our moms would say
You’re grounded forever for the way that you defied me
But you’d be back on the streets that Friday
And with your friends quickly saying peace and hitting the highway
Checking out the neighborhoods you ain’t supposed to be in
But me and Jas Mace got a pass for emceeing
Man it’s a fast season, it seems like last evening
We were getting out of school, damn that’s deep man

Chorus