Whenever I am in a bind and feel that sense of hopelessness, yU gets my mental back on track.
Like a tape deck, I had to push play instead of a pause / stress, I let it fall and evolve, that’s Allah.
The emotional rollercoaster is real but a process meaning there is a beginning and an end. Best thing to do is just hold on and experience the ride. Don’t do nothing stupid during the ride.
Im feeling close to my maker thankful I’m allowed to wake up and explore another day cause I don’t have to / my attitude is let’s do it just like the planets, keep moving…
As you come off that last curve and drop, things level out and you start to think clearer (time it takes to get here will vary) accepting the problem for what it is. You get yourself together to make adjustments and continue on your path in life.
You keep your faith up, head high looking straight up…
This is a beautiful track about stress, depression and overcoming those mental obstacles. It’s been in my playlist for years for this reason.
Break it down…
Amazing. Probably my favorite Michael Jackson jammy.
All this old talk left me confused
You’d rather be old rich me or new you? -Jay-Z
Sometimes I wonder about others as I had to come to terms with myself years back too. Do you. Screw the rest.
The vibe of this joint is lush. Dizzy just as hungry back then.
Take time to get the mind right…
Real ass verse Nip.
I’m prolific, so gifted
I’m the type that’s gon’ go get it, no kiddin’
Breaking down a Swisher in front of yo buildin’
Sitting on the steps feeling no feelings
Last night, it was a cold killin’
You gotta keep the devil in his hole, nigga
But you know how it go, nigga
I’m front line every time it’s on, nigga
Hunnit proof flow, run and shoot pro
458 drop, playin’ “Bulletproof Soul”
Every few shows I just buy some new gold
Circle got smaller, everybody can’t go
Downtown diamond district, jewelers like “Yo
Hussle holler at me, I got Cubans for the low”
Flew to Cancun, smokin’ Cubans on the boat
And docked at Tulum just to smoke, look
Listening to music at the Mayan Ruins
True devotion on the bluest ocean, cruisin’
My cultural influence even rival Lucien
I’m integrated vertically than y’all niggas blew in
They tell me, “Hussle dumb it down, you might confuse ’em”
It’s ain’t that weirdo rap ya’ll motherfuckers used to
Like the beginning of “Mean Streets”
I’m an urban legend, South Central in a certain section
Can’t express how I curbed detectors
Yes, it’s evidence of a divine presence
Blessings, help me out at times I seem reckless
Effort, got a L but got an E for effort, stretch it
Dropped him off in the Mojave desert and left him
Ain’t no answer to these trick questions
Money makin’ Nip, straighten out my jewelry on my bitch dresser
Well known, flick up and jail pose
Matchin’ champagne bottles from Ricos til’ T show
Whatever, nigga, we playin’ chess, not checkers, nigga
Thirty-eight special for you clever niggas
See bro, if you ain’t live and die by the street codes
Been through all these motions, up and down like a see-saw
I can never view you as my equal
Fuck I want to hear your CD for?
Some verses just capture a personal feeling that you can relate to almost 100%, a true epitome of my life.
One of the best groups out there. Keeping it simple. I’m feeling this one.