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"I get tore up from the floor up and never throw up. A little wine cooler and you wanna beat your hoe up" - E Swift
"I couldn't give a fuck if your hoe don't dance" - Little Bruce
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Midday Wasted feat Z-Man
03:17
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Verse One (Brandon B)
double up the vinyl sponsored by team wino
taking out you suckas in the regional finals
take the title I'm prone to the rhone varietals
syrah, mourvedre, grenache, etc.
me I'm gonna lecture you on how to day drink right
fuck what they think let's get on a hype
I did it big last night I'm feeling right on a saturday
I start early you're on a delay
aye were heading down to the buena vista
to get a couple irish coffees in our system
then gold dust lounge and old ship saloon
because it aint day drinking if you start after noon
you see chugging is the method by which I prefer
to drink my wine so I’m never falling behind
I started off at 9 you had a mimosa
dont try to front housewife on the culture
(Chorus)
back in the bay and I’m laughin at a basehead
glad that aint me I’m just mid-day wasted
some may say that I’m way OGa least fifty duckets is what you owe me
Verse Two (Z-Man)
this isn't caddyshack and I aint sober as a gofer
I'm blacked out with my tongue down a heffers throat
thats what the witness spoke all bad business though
I was a fuckin fool and if I wasn't with you I would never know
wakin up 11:59 in the morning
hit the store and got the IPA pouring
I'm secretly important
champagne and orange juice keep me georgous
more or less photogenic for yall to remember
cuz the girls take a selfie with me, the server and the bartender
our agenda the patio is something similar
and my liver's probably looking like the steak at sizzler
when you die would you take it with ya
spill a lil liquor our the sangria pitcher
yall lookin down on the lifestyle
hypocrites are pre-shifting right now
Verse Three (Brandon B)
off abilify high I lost 30 g's gambling
made it all back through aggressive panhandling
mandalay bay I can’t wait to go back
and break the gambini off of my first whack
of the weekend, parlay the bet giants win
got a poolside cabana and it aint even 10
I just got paid then spent it all again
off of God knows what but at least I’m all in
bumpin mac mall at the baymont Inn
its a beautiful day to take the cutlass for a spin
I'm living for the moment all the way to the end
and have smooth finish like an argentinian zin
yea they kicked your boy out but still let me back in
I eat one meal a day that's how I stay slim
see you on the links be there before 10
we took a 3 day vacation and we'll do it again
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Verse One (Brandon B)
I say rap is just crap without the C
then pause for your reaction to see if you agree
the commercial on tv perpetuates and imagery
that I dont want associated with me
I was raised on the classics EPMD
before that it was crash crew, treacherous 3
had to do my research just to earn the right to grab the mic
and your verse better be tight
nowadays you can mumble phrase over a beat
then rinse, repeat 'til intellect is obsolete
without any context you associate rap music
with guns and sex and view it as a threat
to your limited mindset, rednecks hate it
I respect the art form and thats why I create it
in your eyes im juvenile and a failure at that
so dont be surprised if I dont tell you I rap
Verse Two (Equipto)
we freestyled the whole night with no mic
got the finest 2 radicals from both sides
as we learned it was more than a dope rhyme
and we we're livin by the code back in '05
sittin on a gold mine 49 ways to skin a cat
so my significance to spit a rap
something like a hidden fact we're still going by the manuscript
walking with a staff speaking vanglorious ways
it was never a phase just a real moment
you say its a thing of the past but they still quote it
you can compare the golden era
to the next one theres so much we're unaware of
so salute to those resisting with dedication
and respect the pioneers and the last generation of kids
that hit lab dont treat it like a business
stick with your vision and keep in mind this is rhythmic
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Verse One (Brandon B)
blasting off to infinity again
in this mind state there really is no end
you can go on for hours just kickin it live
not a care in the world keeping the dream alive
we keep our spirits high and our standards low
is a mantra I learned in the dives of Chico
from the SF hills to the forests of Asheville
we do it big like a French tourist on Bastille
that’s real tonight I might go to jail
hit the internet later and crowd source my bail
I’ll tell Jonny Manziel fuck the NFL
then he partied with us at the Palms Hotel
you can already tell I’m a Gurp City vet
hit the strip in a beat up ass drop corvette
benzi box in effect mantronix cassette
a couple shots of fernet and cold rock the set
now I’m on the edge of oblivion again
taking it the furthest that I possibly can
on demand I let my mind expand
on through the outer reaches of the MGM Grand
we're on a hype tonight all across the land
and you only got to see what was caught on cam
wildin out know what I’m talking about
mix the bass ale with the guinness stout
Verse Two (Topr)
it's the return of your favorite degenerate flow
that had your wife on the jock like a decade ago
gurp city party ethic more than reputable
its legendary ask any bartender they know
Im a walking urban myth and my flow is legit
rustoleum drips on my warriors fit
a real gangster ass nerd roll dice and shoot krit
blood money on the bar and I over tip
they say I aint relevant and thats fine with me
I hit the dui check in a time machine
high off ski with my mind on freeze
swervin side show 360 degrees
in 5D seeing colors that dont even exist
mental drift in an ouot of a temple rift
to an alternate earth where were all on gurp
the dumb go smart and no body gotta work
theres a party on the edge of the universe
Imma swing through real quick and do a verse
then head back to the turf punch in on the clock
tell your girl to hold my drink start doing the wop
its lord top kickin back with a fifth in my lap
old school like the pager on the bill of your cap
word to bullet proof scratch im built to last
and your bitch aint shit unless shes filling my glass
Verse Three (Z-Man)
fuck a motley crew were the party crew
well sedate you with liquor and barbeque
i may be on aderal but I offer shrooms
but dont do em both at once like zamon would do
im on one too placing all bets with cheaters
cuz im full of a lot of liters of lagunitas
out in Gurp City!
a lot of predrinking before the weekend evenings
yes i am recording in my 40's drinking a 40
pouring another 40 out telling a story about
a culture with low self esteem american dream
veteran mc's with liver disease
who wanna kick it with me and smoke dmt
and discuss calculus over slot machines
a lot of sour mcs got vinegar on the brain
and been bitter since a lemon seed never will it change
cuz I been in the game doing my thang like hanibal
I feel a pill you still wanna drug me understandable
I got parents but I raised myself
and rellies in the street would occasionally help
I put gurp city on the map but not on my own
theres a lot of drunk muthsfuckas out on the road
ready to blow shrewed and Im ready go
all winning some are beginning and ready to go out in gurp city
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Verse One (Philo)
let's side old school chevrolet
I'm a stone cold pro I never play
I want my cheddar today always pay me on time
and if you aint got my money better get on the grind
I predict a bitch future like taro
she gone switch when she sees the kit on the camaro
get to sippin that cuervo comin out her apparel
but Im a mack baby girl cuero me denero
rollin down ofarrell brandon b in the passenger
seat no one savager seven days a week on your calendar
nothing discreet with a hood full of horses and a trunk full of beat
they cant help but peep then they fall in love
2:30 everybody pervin after the club
I got trunk drank she said she aint got time
but then she saw the camaro and changed her mind
Verse Two (Brandon B)
I got a mind control method thats proven effective
anytime that shes choosin you get selected
on the spot got my old school outta the shop
bend a corner on ofarell hit a parking spot
and turn the music up filling up my red cup
got a party in the street san francisco what up
I got a new maro off of 16th and potrero
this girl asked for my name I cold said it was darrel
cuz im a mack trying to bring lakeside back
its all the way live anytime I ride the track
see back in the day they wouldn't look my way
till I came up on a seven tray chevrolet
oh now its ok my car is transcendental
got the mastercard ready to cover the incidentals
at the mark hopkins intercontinental
she don't have to know, that it was a rental
Verse Three (Brandon B)
now I know Charlie Mack was the first out of the limo
but I’m darryl mack the first out of the Camaro
suckas still losing their keys to their alero
I already came up whats up desus and mero
outside the bodega the systems slappin
the crowd starts attracting when the fist fams rappin
what happened? I remember back when
they would call me a distraction now it’s time for some action
so now I’m curious
what made you flip so quick I know you cant be serious
I really aint shit and I’m just sort of a fool
so I thank god that I could afford the old school
over the years I saved a couple of G’s
for the 68 falcon lights 90 degrees
me and Philo in a dark blue mero
blasting the click on the embarcadero
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Dank by the Ocean
03:21
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Verse One (Brandon B)
steppin out to the garage make a pipe out of an apple
come back and dive into a barrage of samples
man we'll clear 'em later Im about to burn another acre
with Brycon the devastating beat creator
touch down in SF and Im tweeting competition
meet me at club 93 on 9th & mission
where the chicks pack heat like it's tapatio
doped up like russian athletes in rio
in other words, you dont really want to go there
you might as well give your wallet to that crack head in a wheel chair
you fanatic my style is sporadic
og intellectual west coast Ive had it for a while now
Im straight outta gurp city yall
youre looking shook like a quaker in a titty bar
I know you fellas got your tipping dollars ready
but these greedy cindarellas get none of my fetti
and if the dancer tells you plans to have the baby
thats when you call gizelle like your man tom brady
im as wicked as ice cube in a boston dive
slamming a bottle of petes way back in 95
I dont know what you want me to tell you
Im a idiot savant with some software to sell you
the fact that I rap is abnormally odd
but believe it or not Ive been blessed by the rap gods
Verse Two (Brandon B)
I dont always smoke indica but when I do
Im guaranteed to smoke a whole lot more than you
pacific ocean view we got a smoke filled room
I know the hotel staff will come knocking soon
without fail I expect management to pay a visit
so Im always queuing up Mantronix who is it
who is it? im getting drunk with scott dissick
we both fell off the wagon tell courtney to stick it
walkling down the block and you say thats him
I bought my fried chicked off of fillmore slim
international pimping accepting payments by venmo
Im way too swass your girlfriend is a bremelo
but can you ask if she could swing me by bevmo
I'll take a hit from the apple pipe and never let go
yo from the pacific to atlantic
g rocks the homeboys and the girlies get frantic
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The American Riviera
03:34
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Verse One (Brandon B)
come visit us in santa barbara
sayin that you will but you never do
we’ll take your ass down to the harbor
and slap you in the face with the ocean view
having guests gives us an excuse to clean the house
by the end of the summer we’re gonna try to bring you out
rob lowe knows what I’m talking about
we’ll private charter the channel Islands to the south
santa ynez mountain range is majestic
I went to the gauchos game and got ejected
they could tell that I wasn’t from here
but I’m a resident now and pure order is my beer
and by the time you get here I’ll be at the Tiburon
on the professors pitcher is what I’m sippin from
we belong together we’ve got the perfect weather
take a walk with me east beach to Ledbetter
Verse Two (Brandon B)
the goleta k-mart is ghetto as hell
taco bell on hollister I’d avoid as well
Spa day at Bacara club soda with iitos
dinner reservations with oprah in montecito
at lucky’s I ordered the porterhouse
let us pay for the dinner and later we’ll sort it out
all throughout the funk zone you’ll know where to find me
either lafond or at santa barbara Winery
remind me again of your reason to stay home?
I know you want to take some new pics with your phone
I know you want to visit our neighborhood Von’s
we’ll fire up the Shalhoob with sautéed prawns
longboards for the view…and tourist crowds
at Old King’s Road there’s no wankers allowed
let’s make it a weekend to remember
and I’ll be playing chumash toward the end of september
Verse Three (Brandon B)
it goes grassini, oreana, dv8
stumbled out with a full glass by mistake
we'll drink enough wine to fill cahuma lake
and chucks of hawaii's on la cumbre and state
from the breakwater we'll hop on the land shark
with a beverage that we bought from the boat launch mini mart
trying to convince you fools to come over
and we'll hike 3 pools if were not to hungover
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Verse One (Brandon B)
At the point south mountain and I’m holding my chalice
Blowing kush that's OG the sculpin’s ballast
Showcasing our talents on the mental improv
You can spit a written but that’s not my job
we stand out at the high school reunion
as the only white fools in the black student union
pina coladas with my boy Steve Biko
carne asada street tacos no pico
I’m at the dive bar you’re at the salad bar
Tech geek Imma delete you’re avatar
I’m cold blooded like rick james bro
if you try to short change on my stage show
I know they aint gonna love me like they love pac
But I will get respect when I rock the spot
Gonna rip it to the universe you know how we do it
And this rap right here has been presented by Buick
Verse Two (Dev Rambis)
Fire up a joint at the point view's breathtaking
100 proof player in the game no spectating
I can wait to get new shoes
land lover livin life like Im on a booze cruise
guess I didnt know the ledge
in a pearl buick regal no L's no reg
went from heartbroke to king of the deep stroke
now every night is a live remake of deep throat
hit the dank spit game when my eyes drop
no gimmicks no pizza hut hi-tops
never run out of drugs at the pharmacy
thats the day I quit rap and start singing r&b
lick a shot at the vocal coach
villain trying to make a living off filling and killing hope
at the point drunk feeling dope
just blessed my city just like the pope
Verse Three (Jaymorg)
Funk master flex on a drunk bastard
get rambis to snap on him after
all of my homies rap thats automatic
the air is aeromatic and the neighbors got static
no electricity, shwag ass canaibis
stuck on the couch like these other sports analysts
lookin at my rear view is not what I adhere to
and keep a little weirdo outta my earlobe
im on a good one when im in the place
might open up the door and spray some beer in your face
its not my house but imma act like I own it
and i brought the paper towels for the mess in the morning
cleaning up sucka mc's with one verse
keep 'em on the bench like a base god curse
coming in first never second or third place
still on earth Im just giving you a taste
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Verse One (Brandon B)
I chill on the low like a bag of pruno
then hit the stage and blow it up like san bruno
you don't know about Brandon B
fool I keep shit lit like pg&e
my uncanny ability to attract security is astounding
watch floor management surround me
because I'm poppin they wont let go
I'm an animal I do my grocery shopping at petco
1 time for the sketchy liquor stores
2 times for the personal injury lawyers
Hetch hetchy water reservior
is where we bury the body lets go warriors
california living like andre hicks
and my partnas from the bay eddie K and luke sick
at it for a minute married to this rap shit
and my girls wedding ring comes from spits
Verse Two (Luke Sick)
killa cali is said just to warn ya
its class 4 up in northern california
greedy little zombie looking morbid in a porsche
posted on the curb bruh sparking the chirp up
infectious the westside virus is catching
in seconds your high risk betting and fetty fetching
steady not letting you lames anywhere near me
hear me? you can find me where the beer be
on the beach underneath palm trees
wearing the shorts to show off the knees
on the streets 100 d-ball key
blowing dank in the face of the cops
never bow and kneel we got a west coast cali feel
like rally wheels on a chevy mali alley ill
its too real and bet the shit be odder still
I rep the bay until I'm plotted in a potters field
Verse Three (Eddie K)
everybody wanna live where I stay
cuz they know it goes down when they come to the bay
if you come from the YAY you better get with me
I'll introduce you to the yole boys VIP
its the e-double, straight out the bubble
unleash the muzzle watch the 40 guzzle
in ca where you gurp out for 3 days
come home just to reup on your wii play
certified slapping from 8 whenever me play
i'll give it to you again call that a replay
you know cuts like an edm dj
your girl only good for some late night bj
off of jamie shots with my homeboy ej
on that zha-zha thats a key play
im bombin on these niggas thats a deep 3
walk up lights out kd game 3
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Verse One (Brandon B)
I got nicki minaj at a trader joes
wrestling with a hippy exchanging blows
amber rose with a can of strohs
at the beach putting lotion on her hammer toes
sofia vergara in east oakland
blowing big bammer from a soda can
how bout ashley graham slanging honey baked hams
out the back seat of her old man’s trans am
I take cash on demand or you can leave me alone
I’ve got pics that you wouldn’t believe in my phone
I’m on you can tell I made it
I’m the only photographer that khloe ever dated
back when I used to work in calabasas
connor was searching for those fat asses
now I’m paid for camera flashes
I want it all give me direct access
Chorus (Michael Marshall)
I don't know about yall but I want it all
show me a sign and all of it's mine
give me a chance and I'll make you dance
so I'm gonna need that cash in advance
Verse Two (Brandon B)
ace of diamonds with van and michael j babcock
vip and we got it on padlock
got a dance one-off on the ad hoc
asked for my name I told her it was ad rock
and I am the maestro
didn't mean to tip a hundo it’s alright though
yo I’m gonna make it all back
the pics in my phone are worth 8 racks
I'm a freelance journalist and I work remote
I shot your girl twerkin on Usain Bolt
in Trinadad and Tabago, carrying cargo
now that I have dough I’ll never go to Mar-al-ago
I can be seen at el dorado
drinking with adam levine in cabo
the film crew was on the scene like argo
we sang springsteen all the way to wells fargo
Verse Three (Brandon B)
right now I’m in a twitter beef with gigi hadid
me and eziekeil trying to buy some weed
our day party is that much fancier
with o'dell beckham as a back up dancer
last night I stayed up super late
with mel b trapping at a super 8
her divorce attorney was a dick to me
man other poparazzi's aint shit to me
I’m like brock osweiler with the pizza box
you can run up on me but I’ll never get dropped
knuckleheads always wanna rush the spot
but through the commotion I’ll still get the shot
media sources hurry up and buy
I’ve got the mainest pics and the markup is high
russell wilson what the fucks up guy?
You saw me standing there why the hell’d you pass by
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