Big Apple Tales

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The grip might be mechanical, but who cares, I'm still going at it like an animal, oh I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up, please stand up?, Chazza don't gotta be down bad to like murder drones Well, I am, so fuck him and fuck you too You think I give a damn about if it mechanical? Half of you critics can't even stomach me, let alone stand me "But David, what if you did fuck them, wouldn't it be weird?" Why, so you guys could just lie to make me look weird? So you can sit me here next to Chad? Shit, Uzi better switch me chairs So I can sit next to V and J And hear 'em argue over who gave head to me first Little bitch put me on blast on MTV "Yeah, he's cute, but I think he's married to Cyn, hee-hee" I should download her audio on MP3 And show the whole world how you gave David MD (ah) I'm sick of you little girl and boy groups All you do is annoy me, so I have been sent here to destroy you And there's a million of us just like me Who're down bad like me, who just wanna fuck them like me Who dress like me, walk, talk and act like me And just might be the next best thing, but not quite me.

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[Verse] Controller in hand, she ruling the lands, Pixelated dreams, built by her own plans, Glitches and codes, she breaks all the molds, Princess with a power-up, watch her unfold. [Verse 2] Level by level, she conquers the game, Enemies lurking, but they all the same, Coins in her pocket, that's digital fame, Crown on her head, the princess, no shame. [Chorus] Princess gamer, in a digital world, Joystick queen, with her flag unfurled, 8-bit royalty, she sets the stage, Play the high score, break out the cage. [Bridge] Online arenas, she reigns supreme, Teammates follow, she's living the dream, Keyboard warrior with reflexes keen, Pixels and bytes in her regal regime. [Verse 3] Tournaments shaking, her name on the screen, No lag can stop her, the ultimate queen, Strats master-tactic, got the laser beam, In a flash, she wins, pixels gleam. [Chorus] Princess gamer, in a digital world, Joystick queen, with her flag unfurled, 8-bit royalty, she sets the stage, Play the high score, break out the cage.

It starts with one, one thing I don't know why It doesn't even matter how hard you try Keep that in mind, I designed this rhyme to explain in due time All I know, time is a valuable thing Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings Watch it count down to the end of the day, the clock ticks life away It's so unreal, didn't look out below Watch the time go right out the window Tryna hold on, did-didn't even know I wasted it all just to watch you go I kept everything inside and even though I tried, it all fell apart What it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when I tried so hard and got so far But in the end, it doesn't even matter I had to fall to lose it all But in the end, it doesn't even matter One thing, I don't know why It doesn't even matter how hard you try Keep that in mind, I designed this rhyme To remind myself how I tried so hard In spite of the way you were mockin' me Actin' like I was part of your property Rememberin' all the times you fought with me I'm surprised it got so far Things aren't the way they were before You wouldn't even recognize me anymore Not that you knew me back then, but it all comes back to me in the end You kept everything inside and even though I tried, it all fell apart What it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when I tried so hard and got so far But in the end, it doesn't even matter I had to fall to lose it all But in the end, it doesn't even matter I've put my trust in you Pushed as far as I can go For all this, there's only one thing you should know I've put my trust in you Pushed as far as I can go For all this, there's only one thing you should know I tried so hard and got so far But in the end, it doesn't even matter I had to fall to lose it all But in the end, it doesn't even matter

I'm in the thick of it, everybody knows Out on the road where the streetlights glow I don’t know no nothin’ 'bout no highs, I’m just low Had a few, yeah, thought I'd be fine on my own I'm at the edge, yeah, and I’m barely in control Grip the wheel, but man, I'm swerving on my soul From the party to the pavement, didn't think it’d take a toll This ain't a game, this ain’t a ride I want no more Woah-oh-oh This is how the story goes Woah-oh-oh But it doesn’t have to go this road I’m in the thick of it, everybody knows I told myself I'd handle it, the night’s cold But I don’t know no nothin' ‘bout these signs, I’m too bold Thought I’d make it home—so many stories left untold From the glass to the keys, to the crash, to the grief Where’s my pride? It’s buried under disbelief Thought I’d see another day, but what’s beneath? Now there’s nothing I can say to find relief See, I believe that if I’d just stopped that car I’d be here still, and no one would be scarred Smash through the silence 'cause I’m reaching for the truth For every life out there, for every dream and youth Woah-oh-oh This is how the story goes Woah-oh-oh But it doesn’t have to go this road

Verse 1 Yo, it’s Laddif in the cockpit, thinkin’ he’s fly, But every time he takes off, we just wonder why. Stumbling through the clouds like a bird with no wings, While we’re all in the back, counting on good things. He said he’s got the skills, but we’re stuck in a spin, Turbulence hittin’ hard, and I’m prayin’ we don’t sink. “Trust me, I got this!” he keeps yellin’ aloud, But I’m clutching my seat, man, I’m lost in the crowd. Chorus Laddif, Laddif, not the best in the sky, Tryna be CAG, but he’s just a regular guy. He’s swervin’ and divin’, like he’s lost in a dream, But we’re just hoping to land, if you know what I mean. Verse 2 Allybod in the back, lookin’ nervous, no doubt, Watchin’ Laddif take chances, wondering what he’s about. Aiming for the runway, but we’re way off track, My stomach’s in knots, man, we ain't comin’ back. He’s hittin’ the throttle, but it’s just too late, Clouds shakin’ like maracas, can’t adjust our fate. He thinks he’s a pro, but we’re scared for our lives, Just hopin’ he can guide us, ’cause this ain’t no joyride. Chorus Laddif, Laddif, not the best in the sky, Tryna be CAG, but he’s just a regular guy. He’s swervin’ and divin’, like he’s lost in a dream, But we’re just hoping to land, if you know what I mean. Bridge Yeah, he’s got heart, I’ll give him that, But when it comes to flying, he’s fallin’ flat. Gotta take a lesson, maybe two or three, 'Cause right now, Laddif, you ain't flyin’ with me. Verse 3 So here’s to Laddif, we all know he tries, But when it comes to flying, he can’t touch the skies. We’re wishin’ for a pilot who can land us just fine, So we can laugh about it later, sippin’ on some wine. Keep your head up, Laddif, don’t take it to heart, Just remember in the air, you gotta play it smart. Maybe one day soon, you’ll be the king of the flight, But until then, man, let’s keep it on the ground tonight. Chorus Laddif, Laddif, not the best in the sky, Tryna be CAG, but he’s just a regular guy. He’s swervin’ and divin’, like he’s lost in a dream, But we’re just hoping to land, if you know what I mean.

TripleThreat Verse 1: TripleThreat, I’ll use you as a pet, Haters talkin’ slick, but they ain't even a threat, I'm ballin' harder than your momma's debt, Flexin’ on these bitches, watch me break a sweat. Catch me in the city, I'm the king of the block, These niggas know my name, and they pray I won't stop, Talkin’ real reckless, but I’ll make the shit drop, Put your crew in check, like a thug with a Glock. Chorus: TripleThreat, I’m the realest in this game, Haters throwin’ shade, but they all sound the same, I’m spittin' fire, while they’re playin' with their fame, Step to me, motherfucker, you’ll remember my name. Verse 2: Catch me in the club, man, I’m poppin’ bottles hard, Haters all around, but they ain't got no cards, They flexin' on the gram, but I’m flexin’ in yards, While I’m makin’ stacks, they just livin’ in their guards. Bitches keep on talkin’, but they won’t take a step, I’m the nightmare in your dreams, man, I got you upset, When I pull up with my crew, better show me respect, I’m the TripleThreat, you can’t touch what I get. Chorus: TripleThreat, I’m the realest in this game, Haters throwin’ shade, but they all sound the same, I’m spittin' fire, while they’re playin' with their fame, Step to me, motherfucker, you’ll remember my name. Verse 3: I’m New York gritty, with a heart full of grit, Haters in the back, like they barely exist, I’m the truth in the booth, you just throwin’ a fit, Got my finger on the pulse, yeah, watch me commit. Thuggin’ like a soldier, with my crew at the ready, Making moves on the low, yeah, my aim is steady, While you out here fakin’, man, my grind is heavy, I'm a beast on the mic, like a motherfuckin’ levy. Chorus: TripleThreat, I’m the realest in this game, Haters throwin’ shade, but they all sound the same, I’m spittin' fire, while they’re playin' with their fame, Step to me, motherfucker, you’ll remember my name. Outro: So step back, haters, and take your little L, I’m the king of this shit, can’t you hear the bell? TripleThreat’s the vibe, I’m just castin’ my spell, When I rise from the ashes, man, you know I won’t dwell.

[Intro] Shadows cast long, memories hazy, Corruption thick, vision’s a bit hazy. [Verse 1] Politicians puppets yanked by strings, Media spins webs that never bring. Truth buried deep under gold and lies, Eyes wide shut, the real world's disguise. [Verse 2] Streets of despair, corners whisper pain, Rights sold off, freedom down the drain. News channels show a world pre-made, Opinions for sale, in the shade, they parlayed. [Chorus] Dark days, bright minds, keep spirits true, Don’t believe the hype, see what's real in you. Truth's a hidden gem, dig with gritty hands, Stand firm, stand tall, make your own stand. [Bridge] Foggy nights, dreams seem delayed, Pawns in a game, pieces played and swayed. Knowledge power, break through the haze, Ignite the fire, truth in the maze. [Verse 3] Censorship thick, voices choked, Heads nodding off with lies they spoke. Wake and rise, blindfold unhook, Wisdom's light, in every overlooked book.

F*ck this sh*t, I'm done with the stress, Three real friends, but I'm feelin' the mess, Bitches talk slick, but they ain't on my flex, Thug life heavy, man, I’m feelin' the hex. (Verse 1) Wake up in the mornin', head full of pain, Lookin’ at my life, man, it’s all just a game, Niggas actin' fake, but I see through the frame, Ballin' with my crew, but they feelin' the same. Clouds over my head, sh*t’s weighin’ me down, Smile on my face, but inside I might drown, Flexin’ on the gram, but I’m lost in the sound, Feelin' so low, got me actin’ like a clown. (Chorus) F*ck this sh*t, I’m done with the stress, Three real friends, but I’m feelin' the mess, Bitches talk slick, but they ain't on my flex, Thug life heavy, man, I’m feelin' the hex. (Verse 2) Lil MK, yeah, he knows what it is, Ridin' through the city, just me and my biz, Countin’ all my blessings, but I'm losin' the fizz, F*ck a fake smile, man, I’m deep in the quiz. Nights get cold when you roll with the fam, Got my heart on my sleeve, can't give a damn, Livin’ in this struggle, gotta rise like a ram, But these bitches in the way, got me feelin’ the scam. (Chorus) F*ck this sh*t, I'm done with the stress, Three real friends, but I'm feelin' the mess, Bitches talk slick, but they ain't on my flex, Thug life heavy, man, I’m feelin' the hex. (Bridge) Ain’t no time for games, if you don’t ride, Keep it real, keep it tight, man, I’m done with the slide, Life’s a b*tch, but I’m still gonna glide, With my three real ones, we’ll conquer the tide. (Outro) So f*ck this sh*t, I’m takin’ a stand, Life's a carnival, but I'm done with the band, Three real friends, yeah, you know we demand, We’ll rise from the ashes, together we’ll land. (Chorus) F*ck this sh*t, I’m done with the stress, Three real friends, but I’m feelin' the mess, Bitches talk slick, but they ain't on my flex, Thug life heavy, man, I’m feelin' the hex.