Attention Deficit Album

Artist(s): Wale

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Tracklist

Triumph

length: 2:25

Ladies and gentlemen
I ain't tryin to be politically correct
But I won't rest 'til I'm givin' my respect
And my vision isn't set on the money I get
But more less the vets, I'm comin' for y'all neck
I ain't ?, just feelin' how you felt when you came more or less
The change is imminent
I asked Mr. West for a little bit of help
Realized us new *****s got to get it ourself
So I dreamed of presentin' myself
And the only thing I fear is I being shelved
The cocky, lobbyist for nobody
Book so many *****es should of been a Cum Laude
**** the camaraderie with B rate artists
I'm ballin', you *****s is Arliss, so watch this
Always knew where the pot was
With no receivers had the pickin' of a option
Tommie Frazier on the **********in' one or two's
Or Michael Vick if y'all bark *****, y'all through

Yeah, 25, 25, 25, can I get 30?
My side Jones is fat and my freak Jones is purdy
Why? 'Cause I Mac like (Bernie)
And she swallow everything like (Kirby)
Not Puckett but I hit it then I duck a *****
And older women put a ***** on their Bucket List
Me against you, the movie of the year
'Cause you (Slumdog) and I'm the (Millionaire)
Their buzz internet and mines internat-
Ional, wearin' that, Chanel fitted cap
I know they suck, I'm just showin you where my city at
Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad
But since Mark put a ***** on that Lily track
I had the British hoes talkin 'bout bring him back
But that's a shitty accent, you should've figured that
'Cause I've been drinkin' to the point that I'm a Dizzie Ra-
Scal, fix up, look sharp Joe
'Cause I'm a look that part until I'm all broke, yeah

Mama Told Me

length: 3:37
Mama told me there'd be days like this
But I ain't never ever think there'd be a day like this (Naw!)
Not now not ever,
And now until forever you will never need another (*****!)

Look,
Sorry hiphop, it took me so long to get on
But so long that I'm on it, it's on!
I'm rappin' for the scholars and the hustla's, meanwhile
Showin' mama I ain't dropped out for nothin'!
I swear these dolla's gon' add up
And I ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck
That's why I shine like I does,
It's pain in my eyes but these east saints blind you to look
Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag,
Whoever tried to gravitate
G told me it's a city full of crimes,
I'm feelin' like a platter at Philip's when I rap
As much as I wanted to be minisculed the fact is,
They'd only be happy with a minstrel actor
Sorry Mr. Charlie won't chap dance,
And **** the radio for tellin' me to snap jam
I'm just expectin' the spectator's respect here
My net is from jet setters to cab fares
Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand
Ain't have to see-saw, I'm already scared
I been called the
And I DC'd this whole ****in' genre
And I ain't in it for them O's or them comma's
But more or less the hope for dope *****s to prosper
Yes sir

The future is now,
I lead on record's dedication for makin' better music is now
Dope *****s locked out 4 year rap drought
It's rainin' now somehow the fugitive's out
I would invest in a poncho,
'Cause I ain't finna punch out like Glass Joe (Naw!)
Ima go until my arm's sore, **** it! I go until my 40 millionth encore
Hip-hop's dead yeah that's what Nas said to me
I guess that's hip-hop heads on salary
We've had the tables, on them record labels
Who's next to release? We guillotine them
*****s braggin' but everybody stagnant
Everybody broke except the ***** on the track (****!)
And mama why you throw away my drums?
A hundred for a deal they made a hundred on the song
***** I'm a hundred miles far, I'm feelin' Chris Childs
You lookin' like Kobe Bryant ya'll
It's lonely at the top so I waited, but ain't nobody take it
Now I'm playin' solitaire patient
Crucifix pieces, necklace with Jesus
See me as blasphemous for I don't need them
God give me strength, Allah give me patience
I am only a man and I don't know what to think

Mirrors

length: 4:16
Mm-mirror tell me I'm the realest
Since all these other *****s g-g-gimmicks l-l-lyrics
Its all gun bustin, its such a lack of the subject.
C-could I be that ***** rejuvinatin' l-lovers
D-d-d-did I stutter the missing piece of the puzzle
Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble
Its easy on TV make them believe what they be seeing
M-mirrors never lie so they keep eyes up on they re-runs
For fear of what you show them, reality is golden
Real recognize real, you need some IV's to be noticed tho
One of the coldest to mix pro-tools with your vocals
What the fans can't see that mm-mirror gon' notice back

Mirror mirror on the wall, who the realest of them all
That ain't hard, swear to God. These *****s ain't real at all
Mirror mirror on the wall, Is it right, is it wrong?
It ain't hard, swear to God, these *****s ain't real at all

Mirror mirror on the wall, who the realest of them all
That ain't hard, swear to God, these *****s ain't real at all
Mirror mirror on the wall, Is it right, is it wrong?
It ain't hard, swear to God. These *****s ain't real at all

Say there Mr. Mirror, put yourself up to yourself and in
Just take a look at the reflection that's reflectin' in
Your own physical, superficial not spiritual
All the possessions you possess, and they can't keep your spirit full
You need to hear it fool, but you dont want to listen 'cause
You so f-full of your-s-self and you just sit and judge
You point em out, and call em up, and then s-sit em down
Then you put fertilizer, lyin', spread the **** around
But if you took a second Mr. Mirror, you would see
That you just mad at you man, you aint really mad at me
You took the hatred of yourself and just projected out
No disrespect, you can't respect yourself then just get out
For real, you need to go away just like the rain song
'Cause you f-frontin' and f-fakin' its just plain wrong
So Mr. Mirror, man I'm just gon' keep it G
If you can't look up at yourself,
How the **** you lookin' at me, mane.

Mirror mirror on the wall, who the realest of them all
That ain't hard, swear to God, these *****s ain't real at all
Mirror mirror on the wall, Is it right, is it wrong?
It is not hard, swear to God. These *****s ain't real at all

Mirror mirror on the wall, who the realest of them all
That ain't hard, swear to God, these *****s ain't real at all
Mirror mirror on the wall, Is it right, is it wrong?
It ain't hard, swear to God. These *****s ain't real at all

M-m-mirror, t-t-tell me she the realest.
I met her in the club and she wouldn't let me in it
S-seen her in a video, seen her in a magazine
See me I ain't frontin', we ain't see them ******* last week
So far you nasty, ff-**** you call that?
I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that.
Ff-**** outta here, that's how they gettin' gas
'09 Gold Diggers, walkin' with a different path
Find a dummy, wrap him up, let him ****, suck him up
Gettin' good graces, take his money, aa-another one
No longer (Caffera?), Surgery and maskera
Looking at your money,
But c-can't look up in that mirror
Fearin' what it show you, reality is gold
Real recognize real, real women don't know you
One of the coldest, the gracing On that pole
What them tempers don't see,
I bet that mirror gon' show you.

Mirror mirror on the wall, who's the realest of them all
That ain't hard, swear to God, these *****s ain't real at all
Mirror mirror on the wall, Is it right, is it wrong?
It ain't hard, swear to God. These *****s ain't real at all

Mirror mirror on the wall, who's the realest of them all
That ain't hard, swear to God, these *****s ain't real at all
Mirror mirror on the wall, Is it right, is it wrong?
It ain't hard, swear to God. These *****s ain't real at all

Pretty Girls

length: 4:11
Girls, I ask 'em do they smoke?
Ask 'em what do they know?
Ask 'em can we go? Pretty girls
Sunshine in the air, perfume everywhere
Girls are everywhere

Thanks to the flow right now what up
A lime to a lemon remind you of the sky when I'm ****in'
And we on cloud nine for that minute
Admire your style and your physique
And I ain't trying to critique but you deserve a good drink, so whats up?
What you sippin' on? It's no problem
Black and gold models like i'm pro-New Orleans
But shawty I'm far from a saint but I got two A-mex's that look the same way
Wale, D.C. that's me huh, my Prada say Prada and they Prada say Fela
I ain't gotta tell ya they know about me huh
Come to D.C. and I can make you a believer
See baby I'm a leader they always from a Libra
And I ain't trying to lead you wrong sugar I need ya
So would you please listen to what I'm a need from you
Not for tonight, but for tomorrow's amnesia

Pretty girls
Ask 'em do they smoke?
Ask 'em what do they know?
Ask 'em can we go? Pretty girls
Sunshine in the air
Perfume everywhere
Girls are everywhere (Gucci, yeah)
Pretty Girls

Hey girl, say girl, ain't no time to play girl
Now i hum to touch her and tell her i want that girl
Yeah they call me Gucci but I'm a buy you Louis
Yellow stones on my watch remind of a slushi (brr)
Girl so fine wanna ride me like a Huffy
Ugly girls quiet, pretty girls ride
Country girl, city girl, love to floss diamonds
Got her in the bed with the kid straight wildin'
Took her to the club bought her three long islands
She from Rhode Island, Atlanta i reside in
Big black diamond bigger than a black razor
Asian, black, Caucasian, i'm blazing
Persuading, so amazing, its amazing
how they stand there cuffed up patient
Wasted to the perfect time for conversation
My observation, tells me that shes Gucci's baby

Pretty girls
Ask 'em do they smoke?
Ask 'em what do they know? (yeah)
Ask 'em can we go?
Pretty girls
Sunshine in the air
(ey shawty you gotta take your purse off for this one baby)
Perfume everywhere
(No matter where you from we goin to D.C. right now)
Girls are everywhere (what up)
Pretty Girls

Ugly girls be quiet (quiet) pretty girls clap like this
Ugly girls be quiet (quiet) pretty girls clap (clap) like this

Okay you have em in amazement switchin' four lanes in that 09' Range
While I'm singing oh trey ****
(from this place come around my way you can hear some j's)
Its like this all day
Okay my names Wale
they probably know me from the you know
Boss in my Hugo,
Floss like my two fer
My flow is on Pluto,
Them rollins ain't plutons
***** have 'em beefin', wanna know who twist up my new growth
Ha, ya shawty that's G-****, Tokyo spinners, ya shawty that's G-****
Please get hip to that new D.C. ****, on my P-G ****, I ain't finna keep it
And I be with so I got B.B.C. ****, even if I didn't
I would ball like, Arenus, swish
Now shawty this is what I'm a need from you
Not for tonight, but for tomorrow's amnesia

Girls, I ask em do they smoke?
Ask em what do they know?
Ask em can we go?
Pretty girls
Sunshine in the air, perfume everywhere
Girls are everywhere
Pretty Girls

Ugly girls be quiet (quiet) pretty girls clap like this
Ugly girls be quiet (quiet) pretty girls clap (clap) like this
Ugly girls be quiet (quiet) pretty girls clap like this
Ugly girls be quiet (quiet) pretty girls clap (clap) like this
Pretty girls

World Tour

length: 3:48
We on a world tour
Wale your man hustlin' in each and every ghetto with the mic in my hand
New York, VA, DC, get paid
We on a world tour Wale your man
Hustlin' in each and every gutta with the mic in my hand
London, Tokyo, we goin' take you all around the globe.

(Lets go, lets go)
(Lets go, lets go)
(oh)

Momma ain't raise no fool, true
But me and my brother never made it out school
She prayed only passing out bar
It's way different ma you see em' passing out bars (lets go)
The definition of a jet setter I'm hip hop still living like a good fella'
Castle and crooks sweater and the queen never trip
She drive away faster than you rook' *****.
Have you seen adiza with beaches that look like Eva
With D cups or a beach like an H-B-O feature at night
A quarter-pound of sand in my un-released Nike's
Amsterdam high, smoke it all by tonight
***** you ain't know about the life
When **** gets heavier than Norbert's wife
We still gotta spit some enormous rhymes
*****s more than like, and more than likely
When you return home you ignored by the gorgeous wife
Cause she feels slighted and you don't want to fight with her
Cause you tired,
But now it's back to the lab
45 messages right after you land
Feet feel swollen you call for the zanex
And risking your life with the mic in your hand
Ya ya

We on a world tour Wale your man hustlin' in each
And every ghetto with the mic in my hand
New York (New York), VA (VA), DC (DC), get paid (hey)
We on a world tour Wale your man hustlin' in each
And every ghetto with the mic in my hand London (cheers), Tokyo (yeah),
We gon' take you all around the globe, sing to em' shorty.

See J did Scotland and everybody jocked him I did Scotland
And got no props for it
Naw that just ****ed up my jay's
Which ****ed up my day
Rock walley's on stage
Freeze on willy off, no hotel I'm back on the plane
While they was like go wale
I'm so way ahead of them
I'm unpaved I did justice to Justice one fre'
One thing that you *****s must acknowledge,
I beat beef like the pants on Scottish kilt
Is how it's dealt
I've been overruled more then than Neo Phelps.
It's harder when you by yourself my ***** Bun B good help,
My ***** Ron Fest never think about self cause we think about wealth
Like finch do melf on American Pie
It's hard to have American pride
When most of your money's made out of them lines
The other half is out of them lies
Want to make a ***** like oh ****
Rewind so much that's it's on her,
Rewind so much that it's over paid em'
And they hate em'
But they wrong for it D.C. no hooges I'm on first

We on a world tour Wale your man hustlin' in each
And every ghetto with the mic in my hand
New York (New York), VA (VA), DC (DC), get paid (hey)
We on a world tour Wale your man hustlin' in each
And every ghetto with the mic in my hand London (London), Tokyo (Tokyo),
We gon' take you all around the globe, sing to em' shorty.

Throw it up, we give it, we give it hard
No half stepping baby this is who we are
Every word, every word coming from my heart
N-n-notes pumpin through my heart
Get wit' it, get wit' it
Let me see your hands if you feel this
We on a world tour ?

I need a hand in the air right now, yeah
We on a world tour Wale your man hustlin' in each
And every ghetto with the mic in my hand
New York (New York), VA (VA), DC (DC), get paid (hey)
We on a world tour Wale your man hustlin' in each
And every ghetto with the mic in my hand London, Tokyo,
We gon' take you all around the globe, sing to em' shorty.

Let It Loose

length: 4:49
All the girls really want is fun
Just a place that they can come
So their wild side has the freedom to run
And last but not least please don't tell no one

I just wanna treat you like the woman that you need to be
I be on that Peter Pan that N.Y.C. you need in me then hit me
Commend me no not really, and shawty don't be silly
We ain't trippin' of the history this a one nighta
And the *****es you fight em, here's some liquor or lighter
If there's no I.D. adios got no interest in minors
I'm on my grown man B.I you see why
Cause these lil broads think its not alright to be bi
I'm messin with you, you comfortable with it I never mind
You never play with young boys cause they never private
And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet
The only one that's not patronin' designate your drivin'
OK just listen up a little
That nuvo or that goose egg how you loosin' your religion
Hey man, they say you only live once
So go to work for what you need but Imma give you what you want

All the girls really want is fun
Just a place that they can come
So their wild side has the freedom to run
And last but not least please don't tell no one
And she gon' let it loose, hey
Let it loose (hey)
She want you to stroke her (yea) and have fun

Now tell em,
It's in the house, so throw your money in the air and stand in the couch
Laugh at the money that's stuck in the chandelier
Tell them girls right there that the man right here
Tell em,
It's in the house, so throw your money in the air and stand in the couch
Laugh at the money that's stuck in the chandelier
Tell them girls right there that the man right here

Is you workin' hard (yeah)
How you get around (car)
Is you getting money (yeah)
Is that money yours (aw)

She don't even need a job, got one anyways
She sit up at her desk on Perez All Day
Then bossip for gossip, Why be up in concrete
Then she on her Facebook like when we finna party
Twitta with her home girls like what we finna do
They like we gon hit the club but can I hold on to your shoes

OK now everything's wonderful,
Thick girls, small friend, please watch and tell me miss
3 before 12:11, 31 then go in
And they gon' get a table cause they flirt with the promoter
Vodka and soda, pineapple and patron
Now hold up be a second, and pose for the photo
Pose, click, pose, click
Now say **** them other *****es them hoes ain't ****

All the girls really want is fun
Just a place that they can come
So their wild side has the freedom to run
And last but not least please don't tell no one
And she gon' let it loose, hey
Let it loose (hey)
She want you to stroke her (yea) and have fun

90210

length: 3:21
And she throws up whatever she eats
She leave the bathroom wit a nose bleed
Regular girl, celebrity dreams
She is (90210)
She live her whole life like TV
And she would do anything for everything
Regular girl, celebrity dreams
She is (90210)

Ms. Rodeo, tell me where your day go
Part-time waitress she really wanna make it
In the "City of Lights", it's hard to see clear
She don't really care about anyone advice
Nothing here's real, and everyone's alike
'Cause everyone dreams of the millionaire's life
She barely eats at all, if she do she eats light
Indulging a meal when a toilets in sight
Expose those fries, can't hold those down
To be seven pounds, you must release several pounds
This is heaven on hell
This is how she wanna live
She ain't really trippin', she's on Beverly Hills

And she throws up whatever she eats
She leave the bathroom wit a nose bleed
Regular girl, celebrity dreams
She is (90210)
She live her whole life like TV
And she would do anything for everything
Regular girl, celebrity dreams
She is (90210)

Just another day out in Beverly Hills
She sing, model, and dance, but can't sit still
Believing the screens or anything there
But reality shows ain't real
So pretentious with no potential
She goes to catch up, although her rents up
In her defense-she part of the crowd
She gonna borrow some money
So she can party at Chows
It's apart of her goal
It's all she knows
Graduated from rosay, addicted to blow
Addicted to stardom, a wish to blow
So she kisses the stars
And gives them a blow
After every show, a dream she hold
Inhibition is gone, she just wanna be known
She wanna be know, she just wanna be known
Pulling down her skirt
"I never done this before", nah

And she throws up whatever she eats
She leave the bathroom wit a nose bleed
Regular girl, celebrity dreams
She is (90210)
She live her whole life like TV
And she would do anything for everything
Regular girl, celebrity dreams
She is (90210)

You know big-breast girls
Never ever pay rent
They meet the rich boys
Throw D's on that *****
Lease on the whip
Beach on the weekend
Hotel suite, room keys is a gift
Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger
Now you just a whore to the male entertainers
Word spreads fast that your knees spread quick
The sun's always out
But It's clouds over here
Look, cocaine addiction, apartment eviction
To add to the list of Beverly Hills victims
Hold on you can see my vision
Next to you let down on a *****

And she throws up whatever she eats
She leave the bathroom wit a nose bleed
Regular girl, celebrity dreams
She is (90210)
She live her whole life like TV
And she do anything for everything
Regular girl, celebrity dreams
She is (90210)

Shades

length: 3:56
(Boy) Beautiful
(Boy) Beautiful
(Boy) Beautiful
(Boy) Beautiful
(Boy) Beautiful
(Boy) Beautiful
(Boy) Beautiful

Chip on my shoulder
Big enough to feed Cambodia
See, I never fit into they quotas
Sneakers wasn't fitting and my knees needed lotion
Long before I knew the significance of a comb
I roam like phone with no vocal reception
Immigrant parents had me feeling like a step-kid
And black Americans never did accept me
That's why I thrive so much, win and respect dig
I never fit in with them light skins
I felt the lighter they was the better that they life is
So I resented them and they resented me
Cheated on light-skinned Dominique when we was seventeen
I figured I'd hurt her, she'd evidently hurt me,
And all women who had light features
See, I never let a light broad hurt me
That's why I strike first and the first cut's deep

[Chorus]
All my light skinned girls to my dark skin brothers
Shades doesn't matter heart makes the lover
Boy you're so beautiful boy
You're so beautiful shades doesn't matter
Heart makes the lover
Boy (beautiful caramel),
Boy (beautiful coffeepot)
Boy (Beautiful chocolate)
Boy (Beautiful toffee)
Boy (Beautiful pecan)
Boy (beautiful licorice)
(boy you're so beautiful)

Just another knotty head *****
Hoping Wes Snipes make my life a bit different
In middle school, I had the right to be timid
I had beautiful words but girls never listened
Listen, blacker the berry, sweeter the product
Well, I'm fruit punch concentrate and they water
Walk into my room thinking how to make moves
Ain't thinking like a student but how Ice-T do it
Light dudes have the girls looking there all year
It's not fair, the ones with the good hair
Couldn't adapt to naps, I wavecap they naps and slept on me
Man, I hate black
Skin tone, I wish I could take it back
Or rearrange my status, maybe if I was khaki
Associating light skin with classy
The menstrual show showed and me, that was not me

[Chorus]

They say black is beautiful
But ask them beautiful light girls
If its black they attract to usually
What if Barack skin was all black, truthfully?
Would he be a candidate or just a black in community?
Because black dudes tend to lack unity
And them blacker girls ain't on the tube, usually
Right now, at 23, I ain't mad at them reds no more
But for long time I had gone cold
Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back to reds,
I ain't know how to act
They would get the cold shoulder and know it was an act
A defense mechanism what I thought that I lacked
Confidence

[Chorus]

Chillin'

length: 3:24
Na na na na
Na na na na
Hey hey hey
Goodbye
Hey!

Lookin' at, lookin' at, lookin' at me
Look at that, look at how they lookin' at me
Eyes all sticky like honey on bees
Look at that, look at how they lookin' at me
Yeah D-C chillin', P-G chillin'
My name wale and I came to get it
Came to get it, came to get it
My name wale

****, this how you start of 09
Kickin' in the door, and I'm e'erybody problem
Stuntin' in some other Jordan nines
I got Phil Knight talkin' about "how you got them?"
Let's talk about the cars y'all got
You say you got alotta whips, well I got a lot
I got the right to be cocky
Get so much cut disc jockeys jock me
You *****s mad cause you not me
I remain a giant while your Jeremy Shockey
And if you ain't heard me properly
If you speak garbage, then we no capice
D-C chillin', p-g chillin', floor to the ceilin'
Stuntin' in my billion-air, gear on my
Millionaire frames, that's money on my mind, wale!

Lookin' at, lookin' at, lookin' at me
Look at that, look at how they lookin' at me
Eyes all sticky like honey on bees
Look at that, look at how they lookin' at me
Yeah D-C chillin', P-G chillin'
My name wale and I came to get it
Came to get it, came to get it
My name wale

Yea, they keep sayin' whale but my name wale
Ho's call me "Mr. never wear the same thing"
You redundant, you never ever change
And I'm the same way, M-I-A
And me Cool and Dre get high like planes
Your man wale in his own damn lane
Can't control the box, you are no mills lane
Ain't heard D-C since sardines came
Ha! and I made y'all love it
We don't cop plea's, but y'all don't cop nuffin'
Police come around don't nobody say nuffin'
And you be with the cops, you *****s is Mclovin
Dark liquor til we busted
Til' I got a buzz like that ***** Chris Mullen
District of Columbia
You Bernie Mac funny, we ain't scared of none of ya!

Lookin' at, lookin' at, lookin' at me
Look at that, look at how they lookin' at me
Eyes all sticky like honey on bees
Look at that, look at how they lookin' at me
Yeah D-C chillin', P-G chillin'
My name wale and I came to get it
Came to get it, came to get it
My name wale

Get 'em all, get 'em all, pack it all up
Stack up your funds like a million bucks
Across that pond, they all know us
International, whoa!
Driving my car to a foreign place
Lookin' at me, nothin' on my face
We want it all now, we got it all yes
Look at that, look at how they lookin' at us

Dre, pick 'em, ah, pick 'em, I'll shut 'em all down
Haters in the crowd, if you see 'em point them out
Stacks in my jeans, broads on the scene
Folarin' be ballin' for all y'all to see
Ain't I something? the way I'm stuntin'
My material girls give 'em A-Rod money!
L-V on my luggage
Them bammas goin' hate, and I love it, **** 'em

Flier than the boys
Flier than the birds
Flyin' in the sky with the money in herds
We want it all now, we got it all yes
Look at that, look at how they lookin' at us

Flier than the boys
Flier than the birds
Flyin' in the sky with the money in herds
We want it all now, we got it all yes
Look at that, look at how they lookin' at us

TV in the Radio

length: 3:20
Wale, I kick it, I kick it like Olindo
I wear my Nike boots in Gucci
I don't wear no Timbo
I kick it any tempo
I'm lifted off the indo
I'm poppin' champagne, drinkin' till I'm jumpin' out the window,
Ha ha If the autotune's gone bet they'll all tune in
So I'mma do it bigger than an Audemar wrist watch
Hip-Hop slackin',
Why they gettin' Grammies when these *****s is actin?
They phony, should get Tonies
For the thing that they be yappin'
It's utterly bologna so I'm Muslim to these rappers
**** yappin' they lucky we don't clap em
And have them people leakin' like they're CD isn't mastered
CD is in plastic, these *****s is has-beens
We ain't makin friends while these *****s is Anistons
Dig, these *****s is fake Joe
Hip-Hop need to wake up, we the ****in' clock radios

[Chorus]
We original officially the most original
If we wasn't so original then we'd be criminal
Wale and K'naan they don't know is they're radio
How the hell did they fit the TV in the radio

They told me go in, no problem I'mma go in
And shy away from drama, I ain't run away from no man
And there ain't been no buster prepared for you suckas
Then they'll play with Mario Brothers when it was duck hunt
That's words to my mama, since I was in a starter
A ***** been a star before I forfeited my scholar
**** didn't finish college, **** wasn't a problem
**** my homecoming is here I'm who they call up
So I still be on that yard with a feely of that Marley
From the city the Philly women willing to menage
Though I put em on pause since Manilli been involved
Though everybody's on me like the Milli V part
Now I'm from the D Dot where we not no beat boxers
We talkin' B blockers keep us with deep pockets
See not no fad or no internet phenom
But he be's on that web like he be's with Pete Parker
Me I'm not shy and my partner's Somalian
K'naan and my buzz is too big like Comala
Ballin', Folarin so goddamn hard
Fat rhymes every time ***** Roseanne bars, Wale

[Chorus]

I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret
And Wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath
And don't perform after him or you might regret
I guess they didn't get the memo or the leaflet
You know if you was harder than me then you'd be led
And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead
And I'm Somali so I guess I'm just trynna eat bread
****in' with my people well that's called the Heath Ledge
Needless to say I turn rap beef to piglets
Make you speechless, make you bloody, make you teethless
Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces
I been on more red carpets than Ryan Seacrest
Don't cross me cause my friend I'm no Jesus
I don't turn cheecks or draw blood like leeches
And my friend's a nut me spark in heaters
Get your *** privileges with parking meters
Do I condone it or is this some kinda small talk?
Course not, I'm big like horse nut
Under pressure I don't sweat like my pores shut
I'm from the ten shacks where mishaps
Get fix fast by klick klacks and big bwaps
And inside they think rap soft
My pen sparks the benchmark I fench off tar
No sixteen, no vaccine, I'm so sick my ten bars cough
Now I'm off

Hold up, hold up, hold up

Contemplate

length: 3:33
Dear sweetheart, whats up boo
Whatchu up to?
More club moves?
I call her, no answer
Her phone in the bag, she dancing
Its four now, the clubs over
I call her, but oh hold up
Y'all know what? ignore button
Or the phone die, lets hope for it
That damier bag I bought her
Caught the attention of those *****s on it
That cellphone that I bought
Is probably filled with some other *****s numbers
So it leaves me to wonder
Why do I still promise to love her?
Cut me off every time I'm talking
Which means she ain't never hear nothing
I say "stay", she wanna leave
She get her point across so I gotta let her be
Ima let her be by herself in peace
But five years from now I bet she see
When the club gets played
The things you crave are no longer escapes
And no longing for dates
You want a husband, but no one has a cape
Now you wondering "wait"
And I ain't trying to hear what you wanting to say
It feels good to be over you, babe
So play this **** while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate
Play this **** while you contemplate
Play this **** while you contemplate

Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances are giving
Questions existing

Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances are giving
Questions existing

Them people, they talking
Them lights, they on me
This life I chose
But I ain't know, til I found it
To be honest, I'm modest
One hater for every ***** on it
One day everybody is applauding
The next day you is everybody target
Why bother? why talk to em?
Where God at? I need to call Him
My knees on the ground, Dear Father
Don't let me break, please make me stronger
How much longer, will it linger?
Well my heart is giving will they believe it
When my song is over will they need me?
Watch how quickly they find a new leader
Questioning the whole meaning
In the viper room with just me and river phoenix
With Courtney love and late Washington
With a note there and I'm thinking of reading
This ain't her, Chris Benoit
Heath ledger said the nights gonna be dark
Feel the size of a fellas ? and low
Apollo theater I might just not go
Franky Lymon the lime light gets old
Cold so in a while I'm schitzo
I cant cope, I cant think
I cant breathe, this ain't me
This ain't easy, I'm thinking
Am I doing this for them or me?
I cant think, am I doing this for them or me?

Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances are giving
Questions existing

Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances are giving
Questions existing

Diary

length: 4:32
If I told you I wanted to talk to you,
You think I'm try'na holla at you,
And maybe I am but,
You wouldn't hear me out anyways would you? ,
Rather lose love than to move on never knowing what it feel like,
Short days, long nights,
By the phone, no call,
Need a clear mind 'cause I been blind,got me goin' down that road,
Heart made of stone,
Far away from home,
Black woman you cold,
Every problem you ever had with another man I gotta face,
Started off on thin ice,
I'm still here but I can't skate,
Slow sink, can't breath, no remorse, don't think,
Listen to your friend get another man for a minute then repeat,
Queen, you deserve the title
But she rejects what I give,
While she nurse the wounds by them,
Tried them, didn't work,
Got impossible standards,
Nothing I'm a do is gon' work,
Diary of a black girl,

[Chorus]
I wonder why I sit and cry,
Wish I could shed all these tears,
I'm down and out,
I'll keep on moving and tryna get out,
I don't know how to move on,
Where I went wrong,
I wish I could live with no fear,
So down and out,
I'll keep it moving and tryna get out,
Somehow,

Raised by a momma who, who,
Hates her baby father so, so
She don't have a problem with, with,
Saying **** a ***** Quick, quick,
I'm just tryna be the one who never run,
But you run away from me,
Girlfriends man cheat, cheat,
Why not me the same thing,
She can't see in me, what I see in her,
This pain she inherit can't be reversed,
I can't even stay living in the shade
Of all the ************s who played you,
The irony in that is that I ain't even that,
But you put in these pages,
Wife, you deserve the label
But, but, you been hurt before so you don't feel your able,
Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards,
Nothing that I ever do works,
Diary of a black girl,

[Chorus]

See all I wanna do is be relevant,
Just tell me that I ever meant anything more,
That you could ever see me and you in another light,
But its like the dark women indoors in the darkest nights by the wrong man,
See all of them have made you incapable of a first impression,
What it do is I channel my aggression with no cable or antenna,
Just intentions to impress you if capable,
Hoping that the material possessions can materialize to a better you,
Cars, nothing I drive can drive you out of this frame of mind,
For such an ugly picture and,
Money, nothing I buy can buy more time
For your ears to tell your heart to listen to it,
Diamonds, a girl's best friend is what they say
But believe me with the right allegiance shorty you gonna shine anyways,
And everyday that goes by is a couple more lines in her diary,
The day before is better than the present,
So anyone presented in her presence endures these life sentences,
There's no key for release,
No reason to be around,
Her minds in the clouds,
She writes it all down,
In her diary,

[Chorus]

Beautiful Bliss

length: 5:04
[Chorus]
Babe, you know it gets no better than this,
It's like sunshine on a rainy day,
It's like a, "How could you take me away?"
"Take me away."
"Away."
It's a beautiful bliss.
When you feel like this (beautiful bliss)
When you spill out hits (beautiful bliss)
When you fly as a *****
And you ride with ****
And you aint bothered a bit now baby.

Fresh out the airport
Fresh out the tan with the clippers
Like Sean Lippet thinking, hmm
I'm trying to get it like Sean get it
If lord giveth a mill and a milf like skibbit
Its slight blemishes and life system
But I'm giving it foundation when I write lyric
That anvil night hard mine is bright knickers
Maybe not quite the star but my hearts in it
When Brett Hart meet Brett Favre
A sharp shooter well exceeding any figure four
You see my figure more or less stick some more
On your vest then my larynx and lungs and this voice I project
My pro-ject is like what pros inject
And *****s so fly I should be droved in jets
It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke
You see them boys sign me to the 'Scope, right?

[Chorus]

I fall whole to the real they wanna know just how it feel
Who woulda thought a lil' *****
From the ville could get a deal
And tell them *****s at the top
We want yo spot we are for real
And yet we heard you got it locked
But like them socks we on your heels
So you best be on your toes *****
Especially on your flows *****
'Cause man they keep on checking
For me especially all your hoes *****
Catch me on your doorstep
You see me let me in
All I wanna' do is eat
I'm like the freaky lesbian
Know all I wanna' do is ball on TV knee E.S.P.N.
They heard I'm bout to blow so all my enemies say, "Let's be friends."
And all these rappers know just where I'm 'bout to go so catch me then
Where all the girls that we knew scream, "**** you"
Gon' let me in
I'm definitely in a class of my own
And dinner with Hov
Hoping that he pass the baton
He just pass the Patron
And he ain't givin' dog is earned
If you just live in dog you learn
I let you *****s see the light
I'm like the prison yard I yearn
For that living large but mama I ain't done yet
Sit back and watch your son rise
Kick back and know your son set
Forever I ain't run yet
And never will
Nas told me life's a *****
Pac said, "**** the world and I ain't come yet."
You up yet?
My punchlines like gut checks
I'm raw dog
I'm rough sex
I'm on deck
I'm up next
I'm godbless
I'm success
So **** stress
You can get the **** from around me
And if you listening know you wondering
Where the **** they found me
I'm from the ville boy
(Aye Wale, good looking.)

[Chorus]

Another day up in my ES
Wish it was an LS
But elastic is my wallet
**** it
I don't be stressed like relaxed muscles
Your feedback ain't flexing
Then you can keep it running
Like a muffler
When we not in summer
They like A list actors
They not no stunners
Too much practice now for me to malfunction
So any beat that function
I breathe on and puncture
Leave it like a female Dijon a puncture
Waiting showing you her beauty if she's naked
It's like the view of a paintin' or a lakehead
This shits how beautiful my day is
Peep me how I'm raising up the capital for Nathan
Capital I'm raising like I'm through punctuating
Or shift keys or it I placement 'cause
Shift the keys get your capital raised up
(Mother ****er)

[Chorus]

(Ha, yeah, bump it, bump it
To my beautiful, uh.
This is my beautiful, uh
This is my beautiful, uh
Attention Deficit, yea
This is my beautiful, uh
This is my beautiful, uh
This is my beautiful, uh)

Prescription

length: 3:27
Simply out of this world by choice
The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

I focus on the void and I fill it
Hopin' the depressed ain't give in and give up
So listeners give up your ears, it's your hero
From here on a heroin like high, I give off
Live off my lie and my lullaby
They itchin' for a new breath here's the calamine
And I refuse to camouflage with other guys
You see my mind is amused of they head noddin'
I so got 'em, as hypnosis of hip-hop
'cause, when I talk they don't just watch
I make 'em feel it, the feelin's' unfamiliar
A rush of your adrenaline you can pick up a buildin'
You can become a killer, if properly scripted
The first one's free, next time I'll be billin' ya

Here go your prescription
Here go your prescription
Here go your prescription
Take your prescription

Don't let the pain getcha
I swear my lane will provide as a painkiller
A painkiller, a 16 of Percoset
Just let it chill Joe
That lil' burn that you feel, feel good don't it?
Just sit back and relax and take it easy
And let the beat play
Close your eyes, whoever uninspired
Pay me no mind, I put Adderol in y'alls
Riddle them with Ritalin, attention deficit
*****s start listenin', and what I'm givin' them
The drug that they brain need
Them *****s sick of hip-hop so they appointed me
And I invened but the IV inside of me
And ignorance was drug of choice but they OD'd
Couldn't alone leave 'em
I am the sole leader
The young soul that the OG's still believe in
And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them
I breathe life in the game, they are Kevorkian
They provokin' suicide but as soon as signed
I drew designs for consumer's minds so in time
I do it for all y'all, do it for all y'all
Don't gotta wait long
The doctor has arrived just be patient
Please, please

Here go your prescription
Here go your prescription
Here go your prescription
Take your prescription

See, they say one has to know the past to last in the present.
So I, bask in the weather while the presence of these laggers
Lend me they rappin' to give gifts to my brethren.
My ***** this is more than a vocal booth,
This is my, only truth, this is my risin' up.
So you can ask Black Thought if I know my Roots.
****, before you? uest my Love for this,
Just know we would play Q-Tip in the Q before you knew T.I.P.
And before you knew T.I.P.
I was tippin' strippers properly to ***** Poppin'.
So, when you ask me "What you know about that? ",
Ironically I'm askin' you the same question partna'.
I am hip-hop. Past, present and future.
I can rap on some old Primo, sound like the present Sigo
And make it feel like a sequel to the new me, *****.
I'm Wale, the prescription.