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1. |
Intro - Aldous Huxley
00:23
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2. |
Who Am I
02:55
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Verse One :
Im just living, Doing my thing,
An I'm. ready for war and whatever it brings,
And I've done a couple tours, living my dreams,
My reality is a nightmare, the things dat I've seen,
And I never lose a fight I'm Shakez supreme,
I gotta flow you can't bite, and it flows with ease,
Been under a lot of pressure lately, so I smoke a lot weed,
And im not a good fardah, I don't talk to my seed,
Its like talking to myself, and I don't like what I see,
And my daughters a psycho, just like Mee,
So she'll have to find her own way just like meee,
I still. Love her though, she's apart of my tree,
But she. Breaks my heart every time she comes around me,
And I can't take the bullshit, I need to be free,
Its bars over bullshit, its how its gotta be,
I cant fabricate a bar, my shits to deep,
So I stay T. R. U. Like Im master P.
Verse Two :
I go to the club, and I order a coffee,
Keep my wits about me, cut these kids to cocky,
And beef aways finds me, Cut im kinda stocky,
So don't talk to Shakez, Unless your buying a copy,
I aint here to network, or try and get on,
Im trying to spit these bars about what im dep on,
These words ain't weapons, thats my switch blade,
Im Brutus the Barber Beef Cakes, you can catch a quick fade,
Don't get involved in my business,
Unless you wanna see how my shit taste,
Shakezpeare dog, Im the shit mate,
Independent my whole life, I've got no ship mates,
Most days I smoke weed, untill im shit faced,
And I smoke it all alone, its the only time I get a break,
From the pressures of life and the fucking hate,
That floats around the universe, getting in my space,
And the devils in my ear, Trying A get me to catch a case,
And karma's a bitch, Im paying for my mistakes,
Shakez.
Written by A.J.Todd
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3. |
Shadows Of
03:02
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Verse One :
Its mad how deep this is,
the vibrations the frequencies,
They see numbers I see sequences,
distracted where the demons live,
but the answers deep within,
bare witness, even speak with him,
ascension thats a different thing,
different dimension death will bring,
but thats a separate ting,
will my flesh ever rest in peace?
the fight continues everyday with the deadly beast,
" Rest in peace, "
I witnessed my own death, on a cold breath,
But the future aint promised so Theres time left,
take a side step, another mic check,
nearly 40 still aint got my life set,
barley got this mic wet,
Im just here, waiting for a nice check,
but lets be clear, if comes it was my sweat,
but if it don't it don't, it's my debt.
Chorus :
As I walk though the Vally of the shadow of death,
I fear no man for I am blessed, [x2]
As I walk though the Shadows of the Vally of death,
I fear no man for I am blessed, [x2]
Verse Two :
I no they mad when they see me,
face of on a C.D, no Shakez ain't easy,
from the gutter its greezy, still need there faces to see me,
So I write more freely, speak more clearly,
if your energy ain't right, then don't come near me,
Getting old growing weary, reputation proceeds,
So they still fear me,
Im 40 nearly, "almost 40 really,"
My progress is a marathon I measure it yearly,
it don't matter if I don't make it,
its a legacy Im chasing,
The pens the medication,
though the mic i'm medicating,
Home school, educating, preventing the suffocating,
They bitter they hating, Don't even no they pagans,
They can't see whats waiting,
because there vision is tainted,
But its all in the scriptures,
the image is painted,
distracted by the game,
They wanna be famous,
" By any means necessary they wanna be famous."
Chorus :
As I walk though the Vally of the shadow of death,
I fear no man for I am blessed, [x2]
As I walk though the Shadows of the Vally of death,
I fear no man for I am blessed, [x2]
Written by A.J.todd
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4. |
Sour Milk
03:42
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Verse One :
I thought you that, Don't take me for a dick ed,
Shakezpeare, im known to be a sick ed,
So you need to be quiet, shut ya mouth shit ed,
tried to jump on the wagon with nuttin, ya shits dead,
Its bars over bullshit, thats how we trend,
and you can hash tag ya momma, #RealLifeFronDaEndS
for thirty grand a year you drive around in a Benz,
or you could be out on the block, probably in and out of pen,
bundles of cash, underground with the skeng,
or you could be a little bitch quick to call upon the leng,
snitch don't come around me and my friends,
shit can get dirty we stay Certy on these ends,
Im from the city of the coven,
Witches tree, mangled bones are broken,
Most are smoking, rat traps everybody's choking,
depressions high they barley coping,
self medicate we doping,
" Tell me if im Joking."
Chorus :
If the milk turns sour were not gunna drink it,
Its bars over bullshit, its all about business,
business over pleasure, moneys what we measure,
don't step into the ring if you can't handle the pressure. [x2]
Verse Two :
Hated by most, loved by few, fear by all,
Aint apart of no crew, Im the lone ranger I just do what I do,
I ride my own wave, I ain't following you,
Thats the gods honest truth,
Fire in the booth, we can take to the roof,
An see who's got the juice,
Already told you mudafukaz, ill jump if I lose,
So much pain in my life you can't fit in my shoes,
never owned a piece of sliver,
Never fed by a spoon,
And everything I own probably sitting in this room,
So its time to step the game up,
more products gotta move,
Malcom X speeches got me in the mood,
by any means necessary im coming for my food,
G Rap in the earphones, "ill street blues"
All of my victims were so called goons,
Notice I said "VICTIMS" and "SO CALLED GOONS"
Chorus :
If the milk turns sour were not gunna drink it,
Its bars over bullshit, its all about business,
business over pleasure, moneys what we measure,
don't step into the ring if you can't handle the pressure. [x2]
Written by A.J.Todd
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5. |
MisGuided
03:20
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verse One :
I was young and psycho, went sick for my doe,
thought my alders were gods but false idols,
Learnt the road from my momma, dark survival,
And my life been fuck ever since my arrival,
round and round we gotta break the cycle,
keep my vision clear, try not to lose sight though,
But the clearer it gets the more they wanna spite you,
"The cling ons will cling on and sometimes they bite you,"
They smile in your face but they really don't like you,
But there scared to speak because they no what you might do,
Cut from a different cloth I ain't nothing like you,
I no my raps gangsta but I try to be insightful,
Support all the real, I ain't selfish or spiteful,
So pick pick up the and lay down the riffle.
Chorus :
The devils in your ear but you can't always hear him,
You might think your driving but he's doing the steering,
Your living in the fast lane trying to get the fast change,
But one false move ain't nutting gunna be same,
Aint nothing gunna be the same.
verse Two :
I said its murder on the beat,
Already beat me a murder,
Had my fair share of war my books a page turner,
How things have changed, I'm now a paid worker,
It was hard to leave the game, all my peoples on. the corner,
But I had to find my peace, I didn't need another warning,
Spent years up in jail, same shit every morning,
But I love to tell stories, so bars is my calling,
producers send the beats and ill show you how im balling,
bury any cypher, destroy any stage,
Deliver my issues, display my rage,
Dismiss my rivals with fist and flames,
quick to go psycho if you diss the name,
getting sick of false idols faking the game,
Pink dreads and lipstick, B@%*^% man strange.
Chorus :
The devils in your ear but you can't always hear him,
You might think your driving but he's doing the steering,
Your living in the fast lane trying to get the fast change,
But one false move ain't nutting gunna be same,
Aint nothing gunna be the same.
written by A.J.Todd
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6. |
Skit - Alan Watts
00:16
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7. |
Trouble
03:25
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Verse One -
When things turn strange I try to maintain,
focus on the madness, focus on the pain,
thats where I get my strength from,
Thats how I stay sane, I keep my wits about me,
Thats how how I stay out the grave,
And my feet still burn, I can still feel the flames,
Still see there faces, remember all the names,
Of every fallen solider, That we lost in the game,
An I aint forgot where I came from,
Still remember those chains,
Body belts and stripes cut I was trying escape,
From the pressures of life behind of da gates,
I didn't make it very far, But at least I tried,
And every night in my cell a piece of me died,
And if you listen really close you can hear those cries,
But not from me cus I was already dry,
Keep my shit bottled up deep inside,
No pussies round here, Just Gz that ride.
Chorus -
Ive been trouble, Since I was born I seen trouble,
Just trouble, trying to get legit all were getting is trouble,
trying to get this money, all I'm seeing is trouble,
trouble, trouble, trouble...... [x2]
Verse Two -
I was a problem child, I was a problem wild,
An im still a problem, still bottle my problems inside,
look in the windows of my soul, see the problems in my eyes,
Soul searching, still trying to find, A better future,
Put my troubles behind me,
but the things I did then still trying to bite me,
So my amour is thick, Im ready to fight G,
Back stabbers wanna knife me,
cut throats wanna slice me,
And thats the whispers that they be talking,
But when they see me in the flash they just keep it walking,
So im not concerned with,
What these fish are squawking,
They're blowing bubbles,
In my presence the awkward,
They can't overstand the trouble or the pressure I walk with,
One piece of advice, please take caution,
because you can get a slice right now no warning,
I earned my stripes on the streets I was born in.
Chorus -
Ive been trouble, Since I was born I seen trouble,
Just trouble, trying to get legit all were getting is trouble,
trying to get this money, all I'm seeing is trouble,
trouble, trouble, trouble...... [x2]
Written by A.J.Todd
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9. |
Certy
03:39
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Track intro -
They don't see Many Like us, Certy we riders,
New golden era, my touch is midas, [x2]
Verse One -
I was with L.E.S on another murder quest,
On the Mobb Deep tour, only rocking with the best,
He said you got the burners G,
Of course yes, Its new golden era,
hammers on deck, noyd cracks a smile,
Havoc nods his head, Shakez is certy I demand respect,
everywhere I go they show respect,
I aint never done a show and they ain't show respect,
Its bars over bullshit, better come correct,
And one fake move ill come for ya neck,
I ain't come to make friends,
I come for the check,
And spit hard bars and tear up the set,
And you done no already, we all got the semis,
Bouncers getting shock, because theres way to many,
got big stacks of cash we didn't come here with pennies,
And the rider is yack, five bottles of Henny, Henny,
Chorus -
They don't make many like us, Certy we rider,
New Golden Era my touch is midas
Apex predators, Lions, Tigers,
Pitbulls, Spiders, certified we riders. [x2]
Verse Two -
Fuck what you heard boy, Im back again,
Different flow, but still attacking them,
No mercy, everything dirty,
better come correct, because it can turn real murky,
Team full of Gods I might as well be Fergie,
Whole crew certy on the streets from earlier,
Now we trying to get legit, Godfather type shit,
Get you whole crew spun, thats a Godfather hit,
Make sure the mask on and his chick gets whipped,
Stick it in her mouth like bitch don't snitch,
I'm from the city of the lost,
Fucked up in the Blitz,
Houses of concrete estates no bricks,
If you relate to that bar then you no what it is,
Its a certified rough life, Thats how we live,
We all teenagers, young billy the kids,
Now we all grown up and our dreams are big, Big.
Chorus -
They don't make many like us, Certy we rider,
New Golden Era my touch is midas
Apex predators, Lions, Tigers,
Pitbulls, Spiders, certified we riders. [x2]
Written by A.J.Todd
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10. |
Looking Glass
03:00
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Verse One -
Look at my life, I'm looking at my life,
Im trying it do it different, trying to make things nice,
Sometimes you lose sight, feels like your doing life,
And I can't get right, The things people do,
All out of spite, if only Red bull could really make you fly,
ill drink it everyday and take to the sky,
And kick back in the clouds, with my dogs that died,
These pussies don't ride,
And they talking about nines, talking about bricks,
Talking about shine, come around me, all that shit'll be mine,
I step in the dance and put shivers down your spine,
When I touch a live mic, Shit gets hype,
guarantee mosh pits, guarantee fights,
Someone's getting knocked out, you know what I'm like,
Violence in genes, OGs on the scene,
Shakezpeare Supreme.
Chorus -
I look in the looking glass, at the man in the mirror,
I see a man of peace, Also see a mad killer,
Trapped in the jungle, half man half gorilla,
Trying to get free, on a real on rillah. [x2]
Verse two -
Look at my past, Ive been look at my path,
Road to nowhere times moving fast,
Most of my life i've been thinking about cash,
like nothing else matters, only the math,
In this life anyway, waiting for the next,
Probably the reason why I'm always vex,
because I never get enough, never get the fat check,
Take it in fear, fuck your respect,
I'm like Valdimar, Coming for your neck,
Coming for your chains, thirty eight to the brains,
If I have to aim God dam its a shame,
Somebody Son turned into a stain,
The streets raised me, so thats who you blame,
I know theres no way I can escape from the flames,
Its self inflicted, Yeah its a shame,
Should of made better choices instead of playing games.
Chorus -
I look in the looking glass, at the man in the mirror,
I see a man of peace, Also see a mad killer,
Trapped in the jungle, half man half gorilla,
Trying to get free, on a real on rillah. [x2]
Written by A.J.Todd
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12. |
Nah.
02:25
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Verse One -
If the devil don't sleep, Why should I,
three hours nap and it rise and grind,
I look at the stars and see them shine,
And sit there for hours reading the signs,
Like the ancestors did back in time,
Am I tripping are they trails the chemical kind,
If you want answers seek and find,
The truth is you, free the mind,
Flip the eye balls look deep inside,
You might even like the things you find,
Or you might just wanna run and hide,
scared to face your own ugly side,
Nobody's perfect, Ugly side,
Everybody's got one, Ugly side,
You only get judged for your Ugly side,
But it is what it is, So a much we ride.
Chorus -
Nah, you not like me,
Nah, Not gutter like T,
Nah, I'm Shakez with a Z,
Certified bad boy C.O.V [x2]
Verse Two -
Freedom fighters but never thrown a brick,
Peaceful protesters just talking shit,
Political correctness cross dressing your kids,
Stick to my guns thats the way we live,
Remanded, Twenty One back on the landings,
At least once a week somebody hanging,
And the cell mate watches because he might get bail,
But he fucked because thats a epic fail,
What you know about the FHMs around the torso,
Body amour, ready for the war bro,
Head shots I seen the mans brains,
Right by the Tic Toc, He wish he never came,
The things people do for a few quid,
You was never a man probably got an extra rib,
An if you ever got caught you'd probably snitch,
And bring everyone down you did it with.
Chorus -
Nah, you not like me,
Nah, Not gutter like T,
Nah, I'm Shakez with a Z,
Certified bad boy C.O.V [x2]
Written by A.J.Todd
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13. |
Outro - Aldous Huxley
00:35
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Shakezpeare Coventry, UK
Shakezpeare born in the UK with German, Jamaican & English roots. Aggressive wordsmith that has Supported & Toured with GZA, Infamous Mobb Deep, Havoc, Big Noyd, DJ L.E.S, Kool G Rap, Killah Priest, Onyx, Smif N Wessun, Rodney P, Dom Pachino, Joe Young, bronze Nazareth SkinnyMan and more. ... more
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