1. |
Linda's Intro
00:52
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2. |
Victory Column
02:34
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Uh
Let's go
Check it
Yo
I lost weight had to take two links up out the Roley band
You bussed down your watch with fake diamonds
I'm like it's only sand (fuck you done to that?)
You're running out of time on your hourglass
Can't control the sand (damn)
It's over for that fake shit
The real is back hope you over-stand (oh yeah)
Tally up my paper miscount a note I go Taliban (what?)
She say I'm hella charming I bring her luck I'm her talisman (hmm)
Never drop the ball I run with it (never) traveling like a caravan
Cold weather - I customise the leather
Just call me Dapper Dan (that's my government)
Born & raised in east - you know the steez
Yeah I'm a Hackney man (oh yeah)
Where soldiers go to war over opium like Afghanistan (oh yeah)
Fiends walk the streets with the same syndrome as
Alice In Wonderland (wow)
My bro took his hustle out to Europe now he the Paris man
More time how you fall don't really matter (woo)
More time it's how you land (La Haine shit)
Self-hatred make you forget what's sacred
And have you killing man (uh)
Stop dying in the hood over little shit be the bigger man
The game's rigged
You witness real killers taking the witness stand (god damn)
Show boys how to beat the system
With a loop like the triggerman (yeah)
A pyrex bowl on top of the stove's likely to trigger man (whoa)
Can't lie - I got a slight - disdain for the streets (I do)
8 out of 10 of me and my friends suffer pain from the streets (we do)
Ain't no taming the beast (nah)
Goals to attain - I got a sick aim when I reach
Cocaine on the beat - getting brain on the beach (umm)
Feel the ocean breeze - sand grains on my feet (umm)
Bitch lied said I fucked her - try framing my meat (ha)
My sex a prize - plenty bitches try framing my meat (ha)
I just change and delete (woo)
While remaining discreet
Yeah
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3. |
Bauhaus Archive
02:52
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Uh
It's Raw Jae No Baking Soda (Umm it's him)
Benny Berlin
Let's go
Check it
Uh ayo
Back when Charlie was cooking on the stove (Hustle)
That was George Monoux days I had just enrolled (old school)
He promised me a baby Benz if I got involved (he did)
Bag up crack rock and then get it sold
That was in the era before Instagram and trolls (facts)
Don't jump outta ya pram I'll leave a baby with a bloody nose
If you was fronting like you was bout it then you would get exposed
Uh, damn I miss the days of the old
Well time don't move forward or backward it just is (it don't)
I live in the now, praises to The All that I give
You don't put paper in my pocket so don't tell me how to live
Since way back when - I been on my own shit (facts)
I been on my own dick
I fuck myself up, that line was twisted my bars are corrupt (god damn)
Been setting - trends on the ends
Before hipsters and food trucks (facts)
Before the ends was gentrified and it weren't cool to pop up
You get popped up
Man my block was banging red
Little boys at 14 - dumping off a moped (god damn)
Or shoot you point-blank range that's a bullet in your head
Now I keep a thick bitch, buff baddie in my bed
A question opens the mind a statement closes it
I'm the best rapper alive if you ain't noticed it
My man done an IPO he tried to float a brick
A prick try tax him for his shit
So now he loading clips, that's street shit
My man Choppa bus his choppa on the main road
At a friend that turned foe, all over dough (umm)
Now his life back on hold, remanded in a hole (free him up)
He just done an 8 he came out he was doing the most (wow)
He copped the - Benz off the showroom floor
That's 60 racks cash, out a duffle bag
And still had dreams of a ghost (he did)
Every day a champagne campaign it was nothing but toasts
But now it's pain without the cham
Because he let off his toast (god damn)
Yeah, gunpowder in the air you smell the smoke
The Cave like a kitchen you can smell me cooking coke (can you smell?)
I keep a line around the corner, I do not have to promote
That's why they call me Raw Jae
Man them boys is selling soap (all day)
I'm the wolf in sheep's clothing for rappers that's claiming goat
I catch a pussy in the cypher, walk over and slit his throat (trust)
Think you're the king of this rap shit?
I will dump you in the moat (huh)
Class is in session everybody take notes
You can keep your feedback if you ain't in the arena
I can't stand a talker cant you tell by demeanor
Always talking bout the white girl, you ain't never seen her (chief)
Aint never poured up a pint but talking lean by the litre
I'm tryna cut the N-word outta my raps
Coz I don't wanna have to punch a white fan in the mouth
Coz he couldn't relax (real life)
I know the raps are a lot but don't get too gassed
And make me get too black
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4. |
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Umm
Benny Berlin
Raw Jae No Baking Soda
Man we come a long way
Cold road to the riches
Hustle don't stop
Ever
Let's go
Check it
Yo
Just touched 9.AM already made a soft bag
I'm running it up got my side hustle doing laps
This one inconsistent though so I'm racking up all I can
Steady thinking bout the next one already been making plans
My bills don't stop fam I really really need these bands
Yeah you're dressed in designer it don't look good you're a tramp
No swag - you're just insecure we see through all of that
Can tell from the look in your eyes your'e a bitch that's a fact
Anyway I ain't got time to relax
I gotta give my little man all the shit I ain't have
You could get grabbed stabbed shot bagged
Just another day being black - when you come from the flats
I come a long way from Lil' Dapps
School days black & purple tie - had the afro - hella fat
And even then I was known for my raps
I was 17 handling racks
About my business overseas transactions, I was sending the chaps
College days had hella polo it was never the chaps
And even then I rolled dolo never got too attached
I was in the studio me Twist & Max
Smoking out the box dammit he had different packs
Oi shout out to my bro twist man N9's finest!
One of the first ones to believe in me on this rap shit
I remember he used to call me Tupac Shakur
When I walked into the booth
Never let me walk in the studio without me
Knowing my shit off the top of the dome
Said that way I could flow you feel me?
Had me writing 3 songs a day and shit
That's how you know I been trained and shit
Remember the dice recordings studio the one right behind the station
He was paying the rent on that bitch
Anytime I could spit you feel me?
Uh yeah
Man we come a long way
Man we come a long way - ay - ay
Man we come a long way (Yo Pharaoh what you saying?)
(Wassup bro? Talk to them) Man we come a long way - ay - ay
Man we come a long way
Man we come a long way - ay - ay
Man we come a long way
Man we come a long way - ay - ay
(Cold road to the riches let's get it)
Check
No money in the bank
No money in your plans
Scuba diving without a tank
Man your sure to drown
Man I stopped smoking dank
But don't quote me on that man
I ain't even gonna lie to you
I still love the haze
Bossman mad at me coz I don't frequent his store no more
To purchase liquor and raws no more
Some of my guys acting brand new like to say
NO BAKING SODA ain't for the cause no more
I can't get bored no more
I got too much on my plate
I got too much shit at stake
Who the fuck is my son gone rate
Not you - bro your scummy plus you ain't got no taste
That's my lady's job - pause you rub me the wrong way
On the Cold Road to the riches - my bro I'm sealing fate
Come up under real bosses still avoided dealing flake
I give you the uncut raw so I put that on my name
It's Raw Jae NO BAKING SODA - plus you cannot move this weight
First off more blessings to black children
No Yoda growing up in the dark forces
I was in dark forces
Now it's cool for the fucking hipsters - listen
Second never pending thoughts when they ask opinions
In my mind the lights on with no tenants
J Lennon archived songs relieve stresses
I'm carrying lessons - from my old lady more Pesci
Going crazy if they wanna let me in the scene
I got the elements to hush a gatekeeper seen
You got more keys than jewels but do you follow me?
Keeping up with the speech it's more
Scholarly - culinary arts hold your plates out
Solemnly swear right here - this shit right here brudda
Make you screw up your face and fear
Everything I write here
Or even not right here
Mumble under my breathe and give em' slight stares
Yeah
This that stairway flow you was never there
Hop in the cypher body everyone around it
Flow too aggressive more angry than two Mitchells
RIP Peggy Mitchell
More time I'm on the peace ting
But I love to push me to kill everybody
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5. |
Kreuzberg Feat. Ashden
02:27
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Yeah
Heavy in the loop
Uh
Heavy in the loop like Biggavel
Extractor fans hid the smell
Waiting on the harvest to ship the bales
You ain't really tryna hit nothing
You spray in the air like chemtrails
Hench but hella frail
Plus you petrified of jail
Not to say I'm not but - I got different reasons than the ones you got
Must have lost the plot
If you think I'll rot
In that melting pot - banged up taking orders like a thot
Another victim to the white man's plot
Don't get got
Little boy sprayed it through the glass
Now he looking 20
Now he looking 40
When he really should be looking 20
Fronting like you was balling
When you was out here making pennies
Don't you act off an adrenaline rush when it's only temporary
Think before you take it there
Is it really worth your freedom - going OT bro?
Think before you take it there
Go and get a job before you're stressed out losing hair
Better yet start up a business the opportunities there
Stop grooming these kids - unless they're really with the shits
And they ain't got no choice in it
Just school em' to the politics
OG - you got responsibilities acknowledge it
Your OG's passed you the torch - you got the ball don't fumble it
My stomach rumbling - feed me instrumentals for functioning
Your days are numbered in - low digits
Like Prodigy said on Drop A Gem
Basement full of rapper's bodies - bodies piled up on top of them
Stay rapping like I got a total disregard for oxygen
You don't wanna get old tryna get the time back like collagen
Washed up somewhere in Nottingham - probably eating porridge in
Grey sweats - reminiscing on days that you flexed
Your kids are getting old as fuck - and you're still doing a stretch
Yeah you missed out - put me on your favourite rappers list now
Berlin got me back on my beat bully shit - taking the piss now
I got the itch now
Cocaine raps I dish out
I let my nuts hang - hell yeah I got my dick out
What you saying?
See it in my mind's eye getting this P (What you saying'?)
Yeah
See it in my mind's eye getting this P
Mum said nothing ain't free
Ride around in my sides how can this be?
Everything changing round me
Knowing it's divine time out in these streets
Out in these streets
See it in my mind's eye getting this P
Mum said nothing ain't free
Mum said nothing ain't free
Mum said nothing ain't free
See it in my mind's eye getting this P
Mum said nothing ain't free
Ride around in my sides how can this be?
Everything changing round me
Knowing it's divine time out in these streets
Out in these streets
Yeah
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6. |
Brandenberg
03:34
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Yeah
Yeah
And you know my pattern - throw me in the booth
Turn me up and I turn assassin (yeah)
Turn me up and I turn assassin
(Turn assassin, what you saying though?)
Uh you know how the ting set - and you know my pattern
Throw me in the booth - turn me up - and I turn assassin (Uh)
Turn me up and I turn assassin (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Check
Uh
Yo
You know how the ting set - and you know my pattern
Throw me in the booth - turn me up - and I turn assassin
White when I'm ashing, the pain make me smoke with a passion
Lately, I ain't been keeping up with the latest fashion (woo)
I'm wearing COLD ROAD - legal trapping
Missed out on opportunities I was missing in action
I went broke but now I'm back stacking (back stacking)
Actually, that's capping
Still ain't seen a 100 large I need to put my plans in action (trust)
Remember tryna get seed money without selling fractions
I took the harder way - I cast my rod - no wave
Game took my heart away - lost my passion for several days
Been sitting on heat and I'm bout to set the city on fire like Pompeii
And maybe someday some will say - of all time that boy was a great
You don't dream big then you don't relate
I mediate - I'm in a deep state
Just tryna manifest every day
Shit menacing like Larenz Tate
You know how the ting set and you know my pattern
Throw me in the booth - turn me up - and I turn assassin
Don't do it if you ain't gonna do it with passion
I went to the shop the other day and bossman started rapping
Like fam - everybody's doing this shit
And it's making me sick
Somedays I wake up like how do I put my faith in this shit?
Then I look at it like - if I focus up
How much cake could I get? Now that's the gamble
I'm back up in my corner rolling an L - tryna find the right angle
Bet by the end of this year everybody gets canceled
I don't listen to bullshit opinions and don't plan to
You been getting influenced to act like a damn fool
Slow motion better than no motion - long as it's gradual
The grind is real and yeah the labour been manual
Now that's hard work
Don't bitch about it bro pull up your skirt
Nobody said it would be easy that's why I'm going berserk
Which rapper wanna test? I been itching to put names on a shirt
Absurd - my bro I'm simply too nice with these words
They concur - you can go confer - my status been confirmed
Seems you haven't learned - I steady torch microphones
Leave em' burnt
Yo
You know how the ting set and you know my pattern
Throw me in the booth - turn me up and I turn assassin
On my way to eating good, I came from rations
You don't get a seat at the table unless you bout that action
What?
Like what you bringing to the fold - it's a COLD ROAD
It's a 100% chance of snow
With that being said - my brother do not slip - stay on your toes
That's why - I be going hard like - I ain't got no home
Damier - I be checking squares like I'm out in Sloane
Show no fear - if you grew round here then you already know
Damier - I be checking squares like I'm out in Sloane
Show no fear - if you grew round here then you already know
Turn assassin
And I turn assassin
Turn assassin
Turn assassin
Yeah
Raw fucking Jae
Yeah, all day man
You get me?
What you saying?
Benny Berlin
Raw Jae No Baking fucking Soda
Yeah
You get me like - all you man like
It's gonna be a mad mad winter and a mad summer too
You get me?
You get me?
Big fucking Benny
You get me?
Big fucking Benny
Mans just gonna get moved up this year you get me?
Beats, whatever you want
Done know that
Done know the ting
Yeah
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7. |
Alexanderplatz
11:36
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Woo
Ay Benny Berlin
This the type of shit I been needing
It's Raw Jae No Baking Soda
Let's go
Check it
Umm
Character is who you are when ain't nobody looking (uh)
I'm a real one and the proof is in the pudding
I be all up in the deep end you're still tryna get a foot in
Got the recipe like Franklin - goddammit - I put my foot in
What? It's coke falling out the sky (whoa)
Cook it up and watch it dry don't let the time pass you by (yeah)
Occupational hazard your brain could get splattered (pow)
Now your legacy reduced to just a name that been tatted
Bet you feel stupid you risked your life for petty cash (stupid)
Now up until the day that you die you watch your back
Just when he thought he made it out the game
Old boy got clapped (pow)
Choose logic over emotion whenever you react
You was the type to borrow shit and never bring it back (wow)
Up until this day, I can't fuck with people like that (nah)
You lack - basic principles and home training
You're the selfish type won't do nothing unless you're gaining
You got - fat while I starved - my brother I'm body shaming
It's a lot of dick riding
In this game that we're playing (that's right)
I got OCD man I gotta clean up (I do)
I gotta put my fee up then put my feet up (I do)
Moncler winter coat he keep the heat tucked
Tough love like Young Chris and Neef Buck
This ain't Disneyland
Drillers spinning coupes like teacups (hold up)
I just see something
Laughing at these grown men that stay mean mugging (wow)
Somebody get this guy a blanket and a warm cuppa (asap)
Man he's really just a sucker - ain't nobody's lover (wow)
Aint had a woman in years (nope)
Still on the block - now that's the sum of all fears
Brown paper bag and a beer
In headlights, you're a deer
You gotta grind when there ain't no one to cheer (umm)
Just trust the process if the vision is clear (umm)
I know you're listening but bro do you hear
If you're a pussy man - then go get a smear
Test me bro - you must have the sheer
Audacity to try smear (wow)
No homo - put a dick to your ear
Fuck what you heard - you got some nerve to put me
In the same category as these birds (how?)
Parading on the gram with one bottle broke boys going thirds
Tell my pops to pray for them on Sunday when he at church
♪
Benny Berlin
No Baking Soda
The only black in Camelot with a chatterbox
Challenge a pale face blood you know I flow a lot
Lower your tone high key like a C and up
Busta Rhymes with pure dread - we dangerous
Isis papers behold a pale horse
Repel L's repent more and be small (Nah)
They tryna - break he - they think I'm a fool star
Still hungry - heat coming so just woosah
The only black in Camelot with a chatterbox
Challenge a pale face blood you know I flow a lot
Lower your tone high key like a C and up
Busta Rhymes with pure dread - we dangerous
Isis papers behold a pale horse
Repel L's repent more and be small (Nah)
They tryna - break he - they think I'm a fool star
Still hungry - heat coming so just woosah
My words as wicked as a coloniser
You thought they had your best interests at heart
You're none the wiser
If you pull back the curtains whats revealed might surprise ya
That's smoke and mirrors - catch red herrings I'm a deep diver
I scratch beneath the surface - problem solve the black MacGyver
My DNA designed for greatness - let me check the timer
Oh I'm bout to explode - the firing pin just struck the primer
Now it's blood dripping all over your designer - must I remind ya
You claim you're hard but you're straight vagina
And I'm at the diner - eating rappers - delicate like fine China
I break your bones waitress - dropped the plates and let off a moan
Looked out the window and just saw a man get shot in the dome
Like here goes your 20 percent Tango
Like who the fuck you think you're taxing
I'm Frank Lucas - the black Rambo
Transporting corpses from a Viet Kong camp near Cambo
Tryna see how far this horse can go
Get it (?)
Back to the ends - stamp the blue magic
My raps are tragic
I'm taking what you're having
Man are has-beens - manor has-beens
My wifey knows that I don't do the flashings
But wintertime I rock a fur I ain't gonna lie I'm in love with fashion
Yeah - I'm rapping till I'm lamping in a mansion
Wifey like Elvira in that silk dress throwing temper tantrums
Only wanting dick and a couple stacks - keep the shit in tandem
I plan every step of the way no move is ever random
Who put this thing together?
Who do I trust? - bitch me
Narcissistic who do I love? - bitch me
Think you're rapping try your luck - diss me
I unapologetically don't give a fuck - this me
In the flesh you'll see
I'm the best - in this field - Drew Brees
Smoking rappers - loose leaf
That loosely - base their raps around me
I'm old school - I keep it way 2g
I'm bout my scratch like I'm Kid Capri
Man this is Hackney
The only black in Camelot with a chatterbox
Challenge a pale face blood you know I flow a lot
Lower your tone high key like a C and up
Busta Rhymes with pure dread - we dangerous
Isis papers behold a pale horse
Repel L's repent more and be small (Nah)
They tryna - break he - they think I'm a fool star
Still hungry - heat coming so just woosah
The only black in Camelot with a chatterbox
Challenge a pale face blood you know I flow a lot
Lower your tone high key like a C and up
Busta Rhymes with pure dread - we dangerous
Isis papers behold a pale horse
Repel L's repent more and be small (Nah)
They tryna - break he - they think I'm a fool star
Still hungry - heat coming so just woosah
♪
Yeah
Umm
This love real
It's kinda crazy
It's kinda crazy
It's kinda crazy
It's kinda crazy
Uh
I was only supposed to be here for a couple of days
But now you got my mind racing
Got me wanting to stay
Only supposed to be here for a couple of days
This is how it went down
Check it
Uh
Pretty brown round lugging heavy luggage
She outta town bound
Warning on her face that's saying don't hound
She bout to catch a flight oh she changing zones now
She on her own now
Heels clicking - she got that grown style
Resting bitch face
Man wish I was your gloss how them lips taste
I was over by baggage claim like my mixtape
And Now I steady fantasise the perfect mistake
Then she looked up at the board like this a piss-take
And I thank god for the snow her flight just been delayed
Thinking bout breaking down walls how I'm tryna invade
Turned around in a burst of anger passport holder hit the floor
The move had been made
Centre stage she walking off and now it's time to engage
Can't let the chance slip - this my future wife - we could get engaged
Big whip big crib a pickett fence a baby on the way
With no delay I headed right in front of her got in her way
Screwed up her face - cute little accent proceeded to rudely say
We're in the middle of a pandemic you're invading my personal space
Excuse me love that's not the case
I saw you turn around in rage and drop your passport on the floor
I came to save the day
Oh my god how embarrassing I am truly sorry
Don't apologise I know your flight got canceled - don't worry
You seem hella stressed would you mind sitting down with me for coffee
And a slice of pie - you caught my eye
You're sweeter than banoffee (huh)
I said what say you
She took her time and then replied
If I declined that would be rude of me
Uh and plus I kinda owe you - your aura super soulful
So for the next half an hour you got me (huh)
They call me Jae by the way - I said what's your name?
She said Linda - I said you're looking cute in that beret
Let's take a little walk - there goes a Starbucks let's sit and talk
I'm tryna get inside your thoughts
In the back of my mind I'm thinking bout
Getting inside of them draws
A couple hours went by and we still ain't left the airport
I kept it blunt she hit me with sharp retort
Caught up in the moment discussing
Love, drugs, current affairs and all sorts
Damn
Damn
So couple hours went by
We was just cooling kicking it
I got the digits
Said she was gonna show me round the city the next day
Said make sure I call her that same night
We can take things further
Had me tripping for the next couple hours
Yeah
Yeah
Thighs
So real I ain't even gone lie
It's so real
Yeah it's so real
Uh
Yeah I love your smile and your fat ass thighs
This feel real I aint even gone lie
It's so real
Got me bugging
Uh
Yeah I love your smile and your fat ass thighs
This feels real I ain't even gone lie
It's so real I'm in love with your size
It's so real I would willingly die
It would fuck me up bad if I made you cry
I would do whatever it takes I ain't a horrible guy
It's just coz I live in my own mind
Aka being selfish on my own time
Uh
Broken down by the charm she was left unarmed
It was an unfair fight but she said, en guard
Don't you break my heart - put that on god
You see I been through too much and I'm emotionally scarred
I'm in an interesting place - it's kinda happy but dark
I don't really fuck with no one and I can't be arsed
Coz most these people are fake and they just make me laugh
Hold up I'll hit you right back I'm bout to jump in the bath
Ok yeah I'ma smoke a spliff while I wait and
Think about your ways and how you seem to serenade me
Think about the future and if you would ever play me
I never do nothing to make you wanna stay away from me
Lost in the trance uh
Thinking about her coming out the shower dripping wet doing her dance
Hello hey wassup? Hi
You high? Yeah I'm alright
You know I smoke weed everyday - every night
Anyway like I was saying I'd rather focus on my art
I had a fucked up past and I just hit restart
Do you believe in chance? Because it feel like destiny
The way we met at the start
A candle in the wind or maybe you the light to my dark
Or maybe you just like them other brothers nothing but talk
Hold on hold that thought
I talk a good game but I ain't playing
And I ain't bout to prove myself
You see for yourself if your staying
Oh I'm cocky
Correct me if I'm wrong but this feel like love in the making
Already pictured you naked the sweet love we could be making
But before we get to that it's about the mind penetration
We flow like ships over water relating
Don't be abrasive you'll be rewarded for patience
You was dormant and waiting - I was storming and raging
Daily dealing with frustration
All I needed was a lady to question my intellect
And get my senses activated hold me down until I make it
Yeah
Hold me down until I make it
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