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I Need U 02:36
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Stay Lifted 02:57
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Bullsh*t 02:39
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Change 04:00
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Feel Me 03:31
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released 31 March 2010
All tracks produced by Rickochae except the "Wonder Boy Intro". "Wonder Boy Intro" produced by Neve. Recorded, mixed and mastered at R & J Recording.
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Track Name: Wonder Boy Intro
Wonder Boy Intro

Playboiz, we just play on
Wonder boy here, no cape on,
Unless you need me to be your Superhero
The villain always plottin, nothing to fear tho

Say hello to the good guy,
Nah we don’t finish last, we just do it what’s right
And break a foot up in your ass, if you think your slicker
Than wd, you buggin wb, here for the w

Period. Killah with a capital P
Fuck the Scarface char-act-er you trying to portrait black
They want a soldier, not some leech raping the culture
Ace High when you get rid of the Jokers

Ain’t wild enough to be king of the dog pile
I will show niggas how to lay this thing down
Make it street, more black top
Find me cookin up, never in the crack spot

Clas-sic Mu-se, I spit the sound track to your life
Something beau-tiful you can’t refuse
My heartbeat slow, I know heart break
So there’s no pressure, set my own pace

Jun, What we going do if this don’t take
Neve I need more butters if we going make this cake
Stay bakin at R & J’s
The mix so righteous, we can sell this by the case

©2010 UNI V. SOL/RADIOWRECK, LLC.
Track Name: N.E.W.S. (Bang Bang)
N.E.W.S. (Bang Bang)

Verse 1:
it ain't no joke outside, niggas losing lives
if ain't the swine, is them dudes on the other side
goin to war, tryin to get them stripes
a waste of talent, now he facin life

haven't went to see him on the inside,
felt like all he got is time
some say that's a sorry excuse
i'm out here striving to survive, so what i'm expected to do

niggas love to throw his name out there in a convo
never ran with him though, the suckas is soft...taco
talkin how they used to do, but they not so...tough
when the fam of the kid the got bodied roll up

hold up a sec, why you talkin on what you know
lotta real niggas locked up, now we stuck
with bitches, fuck boys, and assholes
and you know how that go

Hook:

No time to talk it out, go ahead and walk it out
Shit the same from the North East West and South
You know exactly what this shit about
We hit'em with the, with the, with the-


Verse 2:
Shit like the wild west shoot'em up (bang bang)
you shining too much, tuck in your chain maine
mugs, ain't playin, know what i'm saying damn
when u lookin like food all you hear is (bang bang)

knew a kid looking for heave,n called himself paradise
always wear red and fuck with that betty white
the girl had him golden, 16 holdin on to a stack
old heads jealous, like you going do with that

smart nigga, straight out the movie fresh
put the charm on no matter he who with
goonslurked in the shadows waiting for lil man to slip
but lil man got the biggest heart on campus

school of hard knocks,where niggas get stabbed or shot
hear that (bang, bang) another body drop
another casket dip, more burial plots
if you lucky, you'll have a mural on the block

Hook:

No time to talk it out, go ahead and walk it out
Shit the same from the North East West and South
You know exactly what this shit about
We hit'em with the, with the, with the-
Track Name: Daily Operations
Daily Operations

Verse 1:
So gangsta with the flow the gangstas know
Who and what I rep for
Military minded when you born son of a soldier
Superman dead and gone, so is the weak ass songs Souljah

Children at play, I wont spray, randomly
Old heads tell stories how they ran things
Let nature run it’s course, til they call my numero
Get my pound of cheese, hold the prociutto

Still got love for my niggas that move those
Sometimes ya hands, need to deal with filth
When options run out, you spin that wheel
Dealin with the guilt, til you get a New Deal

Frankie D, know what this be,
We ain’t depressed yet, just looking for some relief
As Jefferson and Roosevelt try to make a dollar holler
A Million walk on Washington, like invest in our tomorrow

Hook:
Dai-ly Op-era-tions,
Guru at Premiering Edu-tainment
Knowledge Reign Supreme, over everything
Ain’t fooled by Eddie Kane, just cause you came in the name

Verse 2:
I ain’t political to say the least,
With this politicking it’s looking bad for the seeds
So I take a stab at the greed-y, potbelly politicians,
Hoping to get a feast,

Now feast your eyes and free your mind
Let me drug your eardrums with every line
i could be the idol that you idolize
the outkast rap musicals, my niggas is idlewild

idle time is no kin to mine
cock back my rifle and buck you in the mind
I shine you shine, everything happens in due time
and you fucked, if you screw with mine

i am Stradivari, crafted classic Atari
haters throw smut, try to feather and tar me
delfect they lecture,with a wall of sound Phil Spector
rewind selector as i wave the mic like a scepter,

Hook:
Dai-ly Op-era-tions,
Guru at Premiering Edu-tainment
Knowledge Reign Supreme, over everything
Ain’t fooled Eddie Kane, just cause you came in the name
Track Name: RuffDaddySmoov
RuffDaddySmoov

This my Johnny Velvet shit…your royal flyness
Baby what I want you to do is … just sit right there and let me rap to you

Girl let your hair down, let me rub your feet
You hungry love, what you trying to eat
Chef you up some ramen noodle gourmet
And for dessert I’m trying to eat some pooty tang

Im serious ain’t nothing wrong with Chinese
We getting blunted til we looking Siamese
Twins jumping out, loose that bra strap
Professional, use one hand to undo the latch

My other hand is on your back side
Dim them lights, welcome to the dark side

{Break}

It’s a bizarre ride to the pharcyde
I got you trippin like you on the park n ride
Do the knowledge baby you with god tonight
On my rough daddy smooth introduce you to my softer side

You like that, I know you like that,
Let me get you some more ripple, I’ll be right back
Might pop a blue, then I’m a need an ice pack
Beat it up for a couple hours and take light nap

When we wake up, stanky breath and all
You know I’m trying to get back up in them draws
No interruptions, I turn my phone off
Unless you want it on vibrate to get you off

How you want girl, what you need me to do
Don’t be shy baby, I’m a kinky dude
When I’m finished you know it’s time to go
Slip out the bed and left her with this note

..........
Track Name: I Need U
I Need U

Verse 1:
Where’s my wand, I only need that, some spells, my charm
One wave of my arm, get the goons all gone
More powerful than a gun, I open up they heart
This art, this bigger than the charts

So I cast one, meet Mr. Wizard
Wiz kid grew up now the snowball a blizzard
Flow sicker, He stand and deliver
Street Orator, my nigga

You couldn’t stop this, this apocalypse
The word my generation had pouring from their lips
Fountains of youth, mountains we move
Project my voice until the sound resolute

They want revolution, I give em resolution
Learn from your mistakes and keep it moving
Dead it, if the situation ain’t improving
This how you do it. Do do do do it.

Hook:

Verse2:
Staring in the mirror like someone there
Thinking the world is my stage, standing on a chair
Everybody throw your hands in the air
Reaching out to fans, high fiving the glass

In my future, or in my past
I just want to know how can I make it last
That feeling when god on your side
Give me energy energy, natural high

Got me trippin when I take that ride
To another place and time, In a different space, I’m-
Likely to take off, any minute
My shuttle ready, helmet on I’m all up in it

Fly with me did you get your ticket
This is better than the pick it
Elevating baby I stay getting liftin
Now let your head lean back, exhale, this shit is wicked

Hook:
Track Name: Stay Lifted
Stay lifted

Who got that bomb weed, you know I keep it on me
Yeah we can smoke nigga, first blunt on me
Huddle around now and break on 3
This that tasty cake eating, riding high at 3

A M – burn more spliffs than Jamaicans
Stylus pass the L like troy Aikman
He raider fan so watch what you saying
Need a THC IV like I am a patient

Live and direct, is this shit taping
Are you recording? Told you boy I’m paranoid,
See the paranormal never, but my ninu ninu
Spot fake thugs, broke hustlers while profiling my cheddar

No time for games, we ain’t Arcadian
You speaking Greek to me if you come thru with no ends
Wee wee I get more fried than the French
Blaze like everyday 420 in Amsterdam

Type a nigga to roll up and roll up
There go 5-0, I’m like so what!
You scared punk, then go back in the crib
Or pull down your skirt and stop acting like a bitch

It’s cool man. Just choke on this shit.
Don’t cut with alcohol, unless you take a sip
Of that 151 straight raw all up in the mix
Enter the 6th dimension; see everything for what it is

Don’t fuck with dirt, that shit taste funny
The Juicy Fruit help to keep my eyes Bloody
Half baked off sour deis brownies
Pull out my peace pipe and tote like Indian chiefs

Don’t take much, just my Traum, a dutch
And a track from Rickochae to keep me up
All my potheads love getting weeded
So spark up the endo and get this muthfucka steaming bruh
Track Name: Bullsh*t
Bullshit

Niggas with the bullshit, they’ll sell you anything
Anything? You know all black everything.
Make you feel you supporting the cause
Supporting theirs when you should be supporting yours

I mean I know we all got flaws
They still shouldn’t be fuckin you on all fours
Leave that record for Snoop Dogg
Big brother watching, why they gotta snoop dog

Working poor, We all trying to get ours
If we all thuggin, we all should hit hard
That’s hardly the case, look at budden face
Niggas will get slaughtered for not buttoning they’re face

Hey I’m just the anchorman, for the nigga news
You understand my nigga views, if you a nigga too

{Break}

T.O. got is own show, figure if he date a white women
He’ll get O-ver, do your thing bruh
Hey it’s just part of the Schtick
He back on the scene lookin like Michael vick

23 mins late, don’t put your fingers in my face
better logon and respect myspace
I take, my time to show up in this piece
Need to r-e-s-p-e-c-t me,

It’s easy, just act like I ain’t there
Hit me on twitter like my last boss did
Inter office,I enter the office,
Like I’m ready for the next ep, where’s my chronic

I’m supposed to be here, check my resume
Smell the bullshit soon as he step in the room

{Break}
Track Name: Change
Change

Verse 1:
Mr. Black President, hope you haven’t started settling
Your people to need you, to help fight the evils
That keep us oppressed
I stare in my mothers eyes and she’s looking so stressed

And you know what else,
Faith in the country is at a all time low
A lot of families are working hard
and having trouble keeping their homes

I mean wages are the same, the cost of living going up
Who’s to blame, no one really gives f*ck
We just want it to stop
You shouldn’t have to slave until t you drop

This supposed to be, the land of opportunity
So this an opportune time to free up that money
That the execs been holding on, -to
For now we’ll keep on pushing, man your people strong

Hook:
Heard Obama say he bringing change
The bum on the corner, is needing change
My girl looking at me like, when you going change

All my people is speaking change
Ain’t nothing left, man we seeking change
Good luck waiting for shit to change

Verse2:
I seen so many give up on life
Some are downing pints, some hitting the pipe
And it wasn’t always that way
A lot of them had a J O B

When bills came up short, some just fell off
Some closed their business, some still trying to be boss
It’s hard of course. Rather struggle then hit the corner
But all this corruption is making shit harder

I ain’t mad at the ones that gave up on society
Doing their own thing and roaming free
A true independent, got to admire that
Can’t beat the system, guess that’s their way of fighting back

But there are also people that got no placed to go
The banks you gave money to foreclosed their homes
Instead giving them bailout ceo’s
Shouldn’t you have helped the people pay off them damn loans(I’m just asking)

Hook:
Heard Obama say he bringing change
The bum on the corner, is needing change
My girl looking at me like, when you going change

All my people is speaking change
Ain’t nothing left, man we seeking change
Good luck waiting for shit to change

Verse 3:
Hey I ain’t complaining, I’m from a long line of Hustlers
We just thug it, when things getting tough
But when is enough, going be enough
When the administration going to clean shit up

Most of spending too much time getting it
and not enough time with our children
We ain’t asking for much, we’re just trying to live
My old lady stay in my ear, talking shit

Of how I be in that street
But I wouldn’t have to if I could make ends meet
And I ain’t even talking just me
You got the whole community

Eating wish sandwiches, empty promises and false hope
While the upper crust is singing federal notes
I know that life ain’t always going to be fair
I just saying, doing something if you going to be there.

Hook:
Heard Obama say he bringing change
The bum on the corner, is needing change
My girl looking at me like, when you going change
Track Name: Feel Me
Feel Me

Gotta loathe US,
for we are the overs
The world on your back
will have you walking with broader shoulders

Than the unders
try to be speak louder than thunder
It’s all small talk,
plus they’re life a blunder

Bring you dudes one step
closer to the level
Oh shit you want to play me
I still shine like a bezzel

While you on record,
rapping bout you strapped,
I’m lookin at ‘em
like you crazy black

Kids with guns, runnin they mouth,
bout bustin them rounds
I treat these suckas like
a stogue sun and bust they ass down

That’s how it be for the Ashes of Your Enemy
or should I say AOYE
Only get close to me
if they under my feet…stomped out

Then again, I throw that in the wind,
watch it change directions
Everytime they pretend
to be a better actor than Don Cheadle

I’m a sniper, been looking thru the scope
and you the peep hole
Programmed like R2 D2 but this is no Star wars.
Flow stellar and yours is something we’ve seen b4

Hook:
Can you feel my vibe,
it’s getting hot tonight
Cause we coming with the heat alright
Tell them suckas to get off my mic

Trumpin the game with greatness,
all we got is spades bitch
Lay it down on the crowd,
no matter how big or small the cake is

Exclusive so in the infamous words of GDP
Get used to it
or else I’m at ya throat like a crew neck
I’m peace, so when you see V,

please don’t mock me
V’s for victory,
blow the doors off the hinges,
ya suckas can’t knock me

Never bowl legged, my knees fall
in the same range the cock be
Straight down the line
now let me show you why they call me cocky

Couldn’t be stopped
if they had a legion of cops,
To do a sweep of every ghetto block
No need to look for loop holes,

I slipknots,
frenzy the crowd like Watts
That big face watch only show you better
my hustle round the clock

Keep it in the da street, til it eat itself and go pop
Taking everything I am but you can never be Pop.
Talking big money and never seen mail in your box
Don’t worry we got the drop on ya like mail your box

Hook:
Can you feel my vibe,
it’s getting hot tonight
Cause we coming with the heat alright
Tell them suckas to get off my mic

©2010 UNI V. SOL/RADIOWRECK, LLC.