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Est. 2011 E​.​P.

by Same Difference

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1.
"This is What I Am" (Verse 1) Yeah, this is me. What I am. Not what I could be And surely not what some say I should be Would be alot less brash and unruly If I let certain folk push me or pull me Came along way from the junior high shy guy With 4 eyes wearing coats oversized A nerd but a way of saying it kind I had an academic mind more than athletic grind Wasn't vertically inclined at hooping I ain't shine Though And-1 had me thinking for a time I could be the next Hot Sauce. Boy, was I lost Played George and Mario each day; I lost Never got soft on this rap shit though Put the basketball down upped my flow Best choice I ever made that's fo' sho' I'd only grow 4 mo' than 5'4" Yeah... I would've never went pro- If i went to Harlem to trot globe (Chorus) Yeah, this is what I am Every tear I shed helped build this man Every laugh, every smile ever since a child Built my style gram by gram And I can't forget that for a minute I'm the sum of all my decisions And I can't forget that for a minute I'm the sum of all my decisions (Verse 2) I made mistakes fucked up did right then lucked up Had to pick myself up after some slip ups Ditch confidantes I thought were real but Turned out to be no better than rodents My confidence used to be so low I got used to hoes saying no That shit i had to switch up when I picked the pen up And I was told I had to start doin' shows That began my growth 'to the man you know If it weren't for flow I'd be lame as before That's a choice I made that I live each day I'd have it no other way even if Ion't blow But the dough I've retained keeps me on the road To success, man, fuck how far I'll go Long as gas in the tank, I got food, and the drank And I can burn blanks then this show gon' roll (Chorus) (Verse 3) Yeah the life and times of a nigga mind excited by rhymes Ha! I had to bite that Jay-Z line If you knew my struggles you'd ask are you fine If u knew my heart you'd know I'm pure inside Point blank period I'm a stand up guy Hard to hate 'cause I show love all the time Hear negative about me I'm positive 'bout this Whoever sent that diss is a bitch Yeah, it's Same Diff me and Brad are the clique Bringing raw rap long as lord willin': Clipse He does the beat flips I draw the lyrics Our hearts are in it we're unconcerned 'bout hits We can stack chips without having to Lay Singles in mass production: Pringles The new voice of the people opened their mouth And it's comin from a place you used to doubt: The South
2.
FireSpitter 03:02
"FireSpitter" (Verse 1) I'm a FireSpitter I'm an ill nigga I'm all that to these lil' niggas Your song burnt with a Top verse You'll rethink putting me first Fans will have your feeelings hurt Sayin' "on your track that you were merked" What can i say? I ain't do it on purp' I just put my skills to work Ma gave birth to a flame thrower Next in line to J-Hova I'm Charizard out the Pokeball I'll burn ya squad that's game over All ya lames should move over On the court the coach told ya Hit the bench Top got next Might as well pull on yo' pullover 'Cause I'm in to win it I dont play it timid If we're down by ten with one minute I'll close that gap we'll get it Im living with no inhibition yeah I leave all that to the bitches I'mma set this stage on fire with lyrics Like the guitar of Jimi Hendrix (Chorus) I'm a F.I.R.E.S.P.I.T.T.E.R. I go hard. Go hard. Go hard. Go hard. I'm a F.I.R.E.S.P.I.T.T.E.R. I go hard. Go hard. Go hard. Go hard. (Verse 2) I got that heat rock like Pete Rock in his prime when his beats knocked I get better on each drop you niggas wish I did stop But I will not 'cause I got more in stock like clothes shop I can't sell out or close shop when these hoes demand more Top Fuck it! Give it to 'em They want heat? Let's bring it to 'em Yeah, I'll speak to 'em as long as I'm paid and Brad is producing I've done what you'll think of doin' Before your pape' has ink into 'em Nothing I say needs proving my track record speaks to 'em Yeah, fireballs I got 'em all, nigga, check my catalogue Mixtape, album, whatever they called It's Pokemon: you gotta get 'em all I Spit fire on every song, nigga, call my Dylon Top five dead or alive and in hell I'd reign as king of all (Chorus) (Verse 3) Do the knowledge plate tectonics and rockets got this common: Heat moves them that's ironic I move crowds When I be rockin Yeah, hottest nigga walking or talking beg your pardon If an inferno I'm sparking if ur 'round me and farting Insane all 6s and 7s in my brain The flames Hades contains Can't tame how I'm searing the game Lame marketers say they can't market me, man Fuck 'em then I'll target them by branding my name in their brains Pick a lane I'll scorch you out it Hot as me? I highly doubt it I'm a volcano when I erupt I leave the sky clouded My motives aren't shrouded I'm tryna spit 'til surrounded by a Ring of Fire And got a stash of Johnny Cash (Chorus)
3.
Made 21 04:28
"Made 21" (Verse 1) And I'mma celebrate tonight with a bottle of champagne Break out the Andrea let's do the damn thang I made 21 I've reached a goal, man For a black man I'm considered old man Happened so quick how I've seen to grow, man Feels like yesterday I was in fourth grade Drawing, playing, doing my own thang Now to some people I'm known by a code name Top Billion well fuck it it's on, man Flow gettin' colder, still gettin' older When this over I won't be sober I'm pourin' out like all my friends were slain Cake and candles that shit too lame Unless inside are two dames from Tulane Reaching this age I won't do again Goin' this hard is perfectly sane Straight shots to the brain get the weed roll the J Loud music let it play in the club do my thang Meet a broad get some brain fuck the girl forget it her name This ain't everyday only on my birthday (Chorus) Yeah, son, I made 21 So if you wanna keep your bitch tell her don't come Yeah, son, I made 21 If you ain't seen it before I'm about to go dumb Yeah, son, I made 21 Got a large drink sum and there's more bout to come Yeah, son, I made 21 Birthdays like this you only get one (Verse 2) Gotta enjoy life at its apex Never ever know if you'll see the day next Living wild I respect unless it means Unless it means unsafe sex or blown paychecks Yeah.. Celebrate while you can, fam You made 21 without gettin' in a jam Lotta young niggas now sittin' in a can Reaching this age in a cellblock that's crammed So toast to them niggas let the joint roast for them niggas Be the hope for them niggas Live another 21 raising your own fuckin' son To shine line the sun be the man he'll become So when grow up he'll look up to his Pops And just like Top ya'll can let a bottle pop Together.. Never will this last forever But you gotta live it so the memory ain't severed Goddamnit bein' 'live is the best fuckin' high To just say I made it here alone is a prize After all the times that I could've died To be here writing these rhymes a surprise Best present this present: being present God bless 'em but keep the gifts that you're sendin' 'Cause I got my already Happy born day is all ya'll should tell me (Chorus) (Verse 3) My only birthday wish is that I get that gift To live life in bliss until 106 And to die off rich with a fine ass bitch Crying 'cause she miss how I gave her dick Niggas in my clique at my wake and shit Pop bottle for the kid and just reminisce When I take that trip back to the essence Wanna pack no bags with regrets I have Whether wrong or bad goin' hard my plan So when my 21st land I must go ham If you made it this far this song your jam Young 21 niggas this your anthem Live life to the fullest like you will see a bullet Any moment someone pull it and their gun won't jam And gettin' money should always be in your plans Aim to be in the game not sit in the stands Give u gems of worth you don't need to unearth I learned from 21 years on Earth (Chorus)
4.
"No Friends Needed" (Verse 1) Never put ink on my body 'cause nothing I believed in Was above reason never had reason To do any inkin' or sleevin' Now I found somethin' I believe in That I'm feelin' is worth seein' 'Bout getting tatted out I won't scratch it out years later down my route The truest three words ever spoken out my mouth No friends needed. No friends needed. So sweet when I read it that I love to repeat it I feel like a genius naw that's not hype I feel like Siddartha learning the meaning of life Or like Muhammad when Gabriel told him to write Or Like jesus in his height preaching eternal life I found my faith while on a paper chase The only friendly face was that of Ben Frank's If life's a game, it's a card game, Jake And the hand iz dealt I ain't got no ace (Chorus)2x Yeah, I'm anti-social that ain't no secret Came in the world alone that's how I'm leavin' Never had many partners that's how I'll keep it I should probably tatt' it on me no friends needed (Verse 2) Rappers wanna hate me 'cause they can't get a feature Producers talk down 'cause I don't want they beats, bruh Hate while you watch the game from the bleachers I'm still gonna be a eater: pizza Couldn't care either or if you wanted war Or peace just to get a slice of my cheese 'Cause I've managed to make this sandwich With no help from you, bitch, now that's a Miracle Whip This is pivotal shit not just lyrical spit No Friends Needed: should I tatt it on my chest or my wrist? I'm at max limit I don't need no clique Friends that I got now that's the most I'll get That's what I'm cool with I don't fool with Fake heifers and niggas full of bullshit Preachers deals with demons in the pulpit But I fight them daily in the bull pit (Chorus) (Verse 3) Keep your enemies closer than your friends will ever get to ya If Caesar taught you shit it's that your killers dear to ya Jesus even knew his betrayer is near to him So in my circle no one in it less I see through 'em I smoke solo; makes me go loco White widow make think I see a window Into the soul of anyone that I know That's how I suppose who's a friend or foe Even with eyes closed 20/20's my vision All I see is Same Difference winning & Top Billion Stacking up my millions reaching to the ceiling Gettin' it on your own: a wonderful feeling It's a wonderful world and it's all mine I got it on my own time on my own grind Dick in my hand no one else holds mine And if that needle stick in me, man, it'll write these lines (Chorus)
5.
"Smoke & Chill" (Bridge) They say I rap too much stuff they feel Is gonna limit my mass appeal I can switch up to what they wanna hear I don't give fuck, nigga, 'cause I got skills Son, pass it here let me light that kill look (Chorus) I wanna smoke and chill smoke smoke and chill Smoke and chill smoke smoke and chill Smoke and chill smoke and chill I don't wanna here no shit that's real I wanna smoke and chill smoke smoke and chill Smoke and chill smoke smoke and chill Smoke and chill smoke and chill I don't wanna here no shit that's real (Verse 1) Haha. Now this one here for my hipster niggas And hipster bitches getting lifted like it's no one's business In them snapbacks, throwback outfits kickin' it Skaters loitering outside your businesses Backpackers; used to hate wack rappers Except Lil' B but see that don't matter Like their J's fatter their girl's butts flatter And everything Pitchfork posts is a factor Shirts are all tattered, arms cant get tatt-er Used to like Adele before her fame now they trash her The point is what I'm after is I can appeal To all those ears dumbin' down to smarten up my career Be a walking billboard rocking Hundreds gear And say I smoke all day (Bridge) (Chorus) (Verse 2) Yeah everything's swag; swag over swag Got so much swag I can say "fuck swag" Call my weed 'hash' a stash in the bag Can't even pronounce the new exotic name it has Tell me whats the fad I follow everyone's path Is it still cool to rock J's? If not they're in the trash My whole life is a blast not a single times bland Though all I do is smoke and keep the Xbox at hand I wear cut off shorts don't like the look And my checks gettin' took by Castles & Crooks But I gotta be trendy keep pretending I'm sensing that it's never ending 'til the hipsters befriend me But even when they accept me it's short-lived It's "fuck Top" when my name big... (Bridge) (Chorus)
6.
Make Her Bad 03:21
"Make Her Bad" (Verse 1) They say nothing is more attractive than anything you can't have And polar opposites attach in any interaction Well if science is to be believed then it seems that's why I fiend For the church girls not the worst girls good girls you know what I mean In colleges on campuses in the library they stay campin' in Lookin' like her parents gave her pampering And if she's mine then I'd be tampering That type of shit is attractive when I feel she's out my grasp The one thing I can't have so I want her bad (I want her bad) (Chorus) I want her bad when she pass, man, I really wanna stab But she good and I'm bad so she's been out my grasp Ion't care I'm at task she's who I'm gonna have Yeah, man, I'mma make her bad Make her bad? Hell yeah! I'mma put it on her ass Make her bad? I'm the guy she was warned of by her dad Make her bad? Imma get inside her mind and change every thought she ever fuckin' had I'mma make her bad (Verse 2) Real freak I know she is even if she don't know it yet With the right game and enough it she'll a have list of regrets I'm certain she's a virgin that goes without even askin it In school to be a surgueon between class I give her the dick I won't become a diversion still let her get her study on up all night long Hang out with her buddies gone She a hipster get her Kid Cudi on But as time come along she'll need me Call text and tweet me Yellin' out come see at my pad. Aww, man... (Chorus) (Verse 3) What's crazy is I'm an atheist but I love those Christian girls I'd go to church to put in work just to get one in my world And true, bruh, I don't like America but nothing's sexier Than a woman in power so Sarah Palin I'd probably 'pow' her All the good girls 'round here need really come fuck with a nigga like me I could really put you up on some things That in a textbook you won't read Am I really bad as I seem as I come across on the Youtube screen? I can really answer that simply but nope, boo, you gotta come see Ha! I'm not the type that your Dad would like If he heard half the stuff I write He just might get so hyped if you bring me home we might fight That's right so let's not face his wrath down that path Let's chill and smoke at my pad She said yeah oh you bad? (Chorus)
7.
Love Lost 03:22
"Love Lost" (Verse 1) We break up then make up throw stuff then cake up Like we just came up just so that we'd hate us Neither wants to face up to the hard facts That how we both act could make us collapse So how should I react when you say you're movin' back To your Mom's but the bills here you pay for half No backup plan; can't pack up and scram It's make this work or I'm cursed; goddamn I thought I was your man I thought we were in love Didn't know you could shrug off all the above So quick like fuck this dueces I'm stuck in A relationship where someone don't give a shit But I do so my rule is simple and strict Stick to it like I'm glued to it like this (Chorus) I give all of me not part of me that's probably Why you start to see these tears fall; pardon me I hardly wear my heart on my sleeve But you fuck up this much I put it on the cuff How could it be? Someone I loved this much Could just let me down so rough; gravity What happened to trust? What happened to us? What happened to you being my crutch if I couldn't stand up? Now I'm left in the dust while you picked up and moved on Ditched me like coupons past their expiration Can't cry for too long gotta get my groove on Pussy after break-ups to aleves frustration Yeah, but it can't fix what's wrong I need you like an imam needs Islam (Chorus) Amber alert! amber alert! My love lost Send a rescue team out for the search If I'd foreseen this wouldn't have started this first Yeah, you used to by my Earth now I see you as dirt Never trust a smile and a big butt in a skirt My OG said that and I'd never heed that Now I need to bring back everything that I learned From him fuck the woman just go the purse Yeah there's plenty fish in sea I'm yearning to surf But instead of finding Nemo I'm looking for my equal Hard to trust people after you're hurt But I'm not bitter I just say nigga it didn't work Yeah, that's life for ya... Guess we're all the search To find the spark for our heart we all get burnt Oh well, Double L: Love Lost
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"This Foolish Game" (Verse 1) Dice rolling 7/11 I'm on the pathway to Hell But chasing for Heaven 8-ball in pocket this ain't pool if you're guessin' But its where the white balls bust the blacks in a second If caught with the right shit the wrong time Sent away to large prisons for small crimes Ya'll call it crack dealin' we call it grind Ya'll call it death we call it free time 'Cause niggas in that life last fear is dying When your life's work deadly then a tomb's retiring If you got cold feet this ain't what you're desiring So much heat in the street ain't no need to be firing And the news don't report it so why bother trying To total up the sum of those lost in slums Long as money come from turning bricks 'to crumbs Then places we're from will be warzones, son (Chorus) This foolish game is still the same.. And like Krit said "money just a tool to buy a nigga more time To get more money blow it all and then die." This foolish game is still the same.. And like Krit said "money just a tool to buy a nigga more time To get more money blow it all and then die." (Verse 2) Buy and sell highs and lows I trade millions everyday From all over the globe Armani and Versace comprise my wardrobe But it can't hide my torn soul under these clothes When on Nasdaq floor I go where cash flows While steady using my phone to check Dow Jones I'm making money buying money sometimes even taking money I know the games foolish but no one'll change it for me So I'm in it so why not win it? Who cares if losers are poor people and children? Who cares if greed lowers our standard of livin'? Long as the stock market there I'll keep biddin It's a foolish game I don't plan quittin' Good thing my hustle won't land me in San Quentin I can fuck over anyone amass any dollar sum If anything I should be public foe number one in this... (Chorus) (Verse 3) This is how it's going down I'm not the criminal I'm doing my J.O. politics as usual You may think that it's foul but gimme a fair trial This America, pal, leave me free to speak out I got a real smooth style that goes well with the ladies Pearly whites when I smile and I'm kissing the babies Have a beer with the fellas tell 'em what I'll be changing Then walla! I'm in office! Ain't it amazing? I'm the candidate to trust though I never gave a fuck 'Bout my district I might as well destruct 'Cause I live far from any of them dumb-fucks Who can't afford mansions with extra expansions Laws I'm passing for the business who's backin' My re-election campaign when that happens Money is my passion. Vote for me! I'm not the candidate you want but who you need in this... (Chorus)
9.
September 11 03:15
"September 11th" (Verse 1) I was in the fifth grade on that fateful day When those buildings fell had it on replay In my english class happened all so fast Looked like a bomb blast just blew them away Those airplanes crashed false or it's fact 3000 people died from that one act Towers collapsed whole world cried Some survived when firefighters arrived Lotta people's lives lost husbands and wives Smoke from the carnage filled up the whole skies Some say that they saw into the eyes of the devil when the plane impacted the metal Dust didn't settle for a few days People breathin' poison into their rib cage Whole country was boiling with pure rage People stuck under rubble like the Stone Age In a few hours George Bush came on a plane Spoke words of hope to help us all cope For a moment no one thought he was a dope Our leader, speaker, a heaven-sent President Government started puttin' out evidence That who did it were Muslim terrorists That threat to us was the scariest After the trauma we had experienced (News Clips) (Verse 2) I was in the fifth grade on that fateful day My generation version of JFK CNN played video of crying widows A couple holding hands while jumping out a window Teacher turned off the TV when we started seeing All the grieving and bleeding Repeating repeating repeating It was like the disaster was never leaving What we were feeling was so far removed Is that to be true it had nothing to do With our small town where no one around Had been to New York or anything of the sort But I was young so of course no one 'round me Been much of anywhere seen anything Or thought outside the box where we be All we knew it was sad; a tragedy The ending would come just happily Just like we'd been taught by our family It's funny as kid we don't understand things Don't always mesh with fantasy (News Clips) (Verse 3) I was in the fifth grade on that fateful day When those 2 planes hit the World Trade America was laid wide open and plain And felt real pain she ain't been the same The holes still there where the buildings fell Money for the hereos still aint been shared Donations were sent by those who cared But more was spent to have a war prepared Afghanistan, Iraq; both were attacked Though neither raised the people that hijacked The jets we forget those "weapons of mass" Ain't been found yet And that's where we're at today It's been 10 years now to the day That the world we know was changed September 11th, never forget it
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"Welcome to the Jungle" Welcome to the jungle of concrete and rubble The moment you leave ya mama ya in for a struggle Ya see alot of trouble if you never learn to tussle It's survival of the fittest out here times double Most come out head first some come out feet first For others dont matter they died before birth That's worse but truth hurts You're one sperm out of billions to reach the egg first So from inception before ya recollection You were a fighter since Pop's erection 9 months in the womb wasn't protection You hope u dont leave to soon each second Yeah, so if you're born on time that's a blessin' But now that leaves questions Like what sex you are? Where you're born? What's your race? Is that man ya father? Do you match his face? It determines part of fate dealin' with people The world's evil we're not all born equal But they pretend when they pull out the needles Giving you shots against germs and whatnot The moral of the plot is you're fighting From day one just to be surviving Welcome to the jungle if you're not dying Then your'e killing competition to be thriving (Chorus) Welcome to the jungle Welcome to the jungle Lions tigers and bears Least of ya troubles Ya now born into the worldwide struggle Welcome to the jungle Welcome to the jungle Lions tigers and bears Least of ya troubles Ya now born into the worldwide struggle (Verse 2) Darwinism is a part of livin whether you got a silver spoon Or not a pot to piss in You come out a womb that looks like a wound Covered in blood fightin' to stay above a tomb Hell, even your birth can be ya mama's doom Ya Old Earth can lose so much blood then boom You're left in the jungle with no mother you live in under You may have a father but that's not a guarantee covered Better chance of a gutta bein' home We're all born solo but you're really alone To each orphan in the world you gotta be strong 'Cause you're forced to be adults before you were grown The cards u were dealt with could've left you helpless But instead of folding you made 'em ya own Gotta respect this they rise 'bove wreckage Take trash collect it and build up a home That's what bein' in the jungle'll do to ya Show your inner strength that you never knew to ya You'll turn hard when the cold wind blew through ya True to game then this'll make you truer Shark or a tuna? Which one are you? Do you pray for safety oir do you prey on your food? The world's a boxing a match not on the tube Better learn to fight back work ya one and ya two Not handicapped, Black, or female, jack Then you gotta better chance that you're not held back Though the world is ill sometimes at will They can't discriminate against skill and that's fact So they can be biased 'cause you're not the whitest But prove you're the best and then they gotta buy it Predators are quiet in the jungle never sighted The loudest act tough but they're probably someone's diet This jungle is a riot that's twenty-four/seven Cats raising hell be the quickest sent to heaven Gotta put in work if you wanna be a legend Too scared to hunt then you'll starve in a second What? Were expecting to see a door? A smiley face? A welcome mat sayin' come in? Naw There's a war outside duck on the floor If you're life ain't worth fighting for Welcome to the jungle (Chorus)

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