1. |
Intro
01:10
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2. |
Pricey Cost
02:55
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Verse 1:
Don't be dopey, For this game I charge a fee homie/
While smoking these stoagies, I begin to breathe slowly/
Nawmean, Keep ya vision keen to see phonies/
Life will ruffle your feathers when things seem cozy/
Niggaz get a chick and see her as the trophy/
She's nosey looking in phones for flirty emojis/
Ya know what? Y'all both probably doing hoe stuff/
There's usually a build up before the blowup/
So while you're over there being a controlling lame/
Better focus on getting some golden game/
That's been word when my paper and pen merge/
Vital information like Lori Beth Denberg/
So soak up this damn knowledge and stand solid/
Some hoes break you for your damn wallet I can promise/
So tell me, how does your head feel goof?/
After awakening to the red pill truth/
Chorus: x 2
Shit, I'm flossin in my icy watch eating rice pilaf/
Man I'm a feisty boss paying that pricey cost/
Just to floss, just to floss
Verse 2:
Some niggaz lose their mind when they get a beautiful chick/
Rolling out the red carpet like a usual trick/
Constantly paying for her to get her cuticles fixed/
Now she sees you as a sucker and a suitable pick/
It's important to stick to irrefutable scripts/
Her homegirls she been knowing since their juvenile clique/
always be telling some disputable tips/
These hoes get caught standing playing musical dicks/
When ya spit that real shit some folks hate ya mouth/
Try to degrade ya down and confiscate ya clout/
Whatever, life is gonna be unfair sometimes/
Abandon old paradigms that tears the mind/
As I share these rhymes, please will ya listen/
We fail to see we have the keys to our prisons/
I'm on a mission with my pretty babe as her titties shake/
Smoking blunts enjoying this cityscape/
Chorus: x 2
Shit, I'm flossin in my icy watch eating rice pilaf/
Man I'm a feisty boss paying that pricey cost/
Just to floss, just to floss
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3. |
Comin Thru Wit Game
02:38
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Verse 1:
I'm a bit stressed also a lit mess/
Facing a constant barrage of shit tests/
Mentally burnt out looking to get rest/
I admit there's some stuff I should quit next/
Like drinking too much liquor to hide my pain bro/
The shame grows what have I became yo/
Honestly, I only got myself to blame though/
Trying to get my reward on Life's game show/
Feeling low yo what kind of week is this?/
Maximize strengths, minimize weaknesses/
C'mon get it together, don't frown Tommy/
Let life's fortune shine down on me/
Sometimes life fucks you with no lubricant/
So have a healthy dose of disillusionment/
See past the fake outrage and fake suffrage/
These days, people easily take umbrage/
Chorus: x2
People be acting like boo boo brains/
Shitheads stay full of doo doo stains/
I don't give a fuck I'm gonna do my thang/
I'm hella clutch coming through with game/
Verse 2:
Skanks seem, to chase a nigga for his bank cream/
That's why I pump and dump after showing em dank memes/
But whatever I don't care Oh well/
Hoes love to ride the cock carousel/
Jumpin from men to men because they're scared to fail/
Understand the perils well then share and tell/
Are there worthy perks for being such a jerky jerk?/
Unplugging people from the matrix is dirty work/
Looking around the corner is where my thirties lurk/
No longer am I committed to make that journey work/
Listen beta males, the data tells you guys are wussy/
Giving up self respect for a supply of pussy/
Not that I profess to be some type of poetic pimp/
Just throwing a lil game to these pathetic simps/
Philosophy I expand on in damn songs/
Stand strong and don't be an emotional tampon/
Chorus: x2
People be acting like boo boo brains/
Shitheads stay full of doo doo stains/
I don't give a fuck I'm gonna do my thang/
I'm hella clutch coming through with game/
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4. |
Dry Well
02:55
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Dry Well Lyrics
Oh you ain't know nigga, nothing but game nigga. Peep it nigga.
Verse:
It's the game baby, so respect that shit/
Shoot a text real quick and sex that chick/
Do what we do, then next I dip/
If ya hating on a nigga it's best ya quit/
I'm too laid back for all that extra shit/
Let me get this paper so I can flex a bit/
Gotta keep my head strong and my bread long/
Exposing muthafuckas when they know they dead wrong/
They be trying to talk slick just to save face/
So stay laced til ya resting in that grave place/
Keep it 100, Don't tell some lie/
A man of integrity, a swell fun guy/
Charismatic mouthpiece that's seldom shy/
You only miss the water when the well runs dry/
Bad bitches fuck with me yeah abundantly/
Rather be alone than to chill with fake company/
Spitting game with slang peaked your slight interest/
A nigga like me will have ya seing life different/
She be on the gram rocking Calvin Klein and Hilfiger/
Fuckin with ballers cause they just make her feel bigger/
Drunk dancing in her snap story as she spills liquor/
Pretty girls do nasty things to us real niggas/
With me, satisfaction guaranteed/
Lace her up with game to break a square for cheese/
Yes indeed, I know you love it lady/
When a nigga shows you off in public baby/
I need you on my team like a sports draft/
The way we naturally click with no forced laughs/
Planting mental seeds that uplift is the mission/
But first ya gotta give me the gift of submission/
Take a seat to this game that's elite/
And hell naw I won't be groveling at your feet/
Chorus: X 4
Now you know that (Now you know it bitch)
Now you know that (Now you know it bitch)
Now you know that (Now you know it bitch)
Now you know that (Now you know it)
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5. |
Fools Gold
02:40
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Verse 1:
When you realize you're the prize you won't start to chase/
A harlot mate with lower value in the marketplace/
For pardons sake, she got you by her dark embrace/
Marked as a target if you take her on retarded dates/
So guard ya gates from starlets with darkest traits/
They'll chew you up and leave you in a carcass state/
Now behold, these dudes bold thinking the rules fold/
Many jewels told about that bitch being fools gold/
Niggaz didn't take heed and understood that/
Can't be out here simpin for no hoodrat/
Trying to dive into her soul to find where the good at/
Get ya manhood back, money ya should stack/
Don't get caught doing shit that dummies do/
Gotta learn to play the game how it comes to you/
This is true, this is true../
Chorus: x4
This game is too cold, That bitch is fools gold/
Verse 2:
Here's the deal, the bitch aint real she's an imposter/
Ready to break you off proper so she can prosper/
She's a smooth talker but off of her rocker/
Why bother and offer to kick it like soccer?/
Stop her, only keep team player on the roster/
She has no honor trying to rob ya for ya dollars/
It's spooky how this unruly groupie uses her beauty/
Bad and bougie and got niggaz acting like floozies/
Take her to movies buying fruity smoothies and sushi/
Is you loony, goofy, screwy, or just kooky?/
Come acquire some of this game because it's fire/
You're a liar talking about you wasn't trying to buy her/
Prior, to you tricking off to get inside her/
Realize you can't negotiate true desire/
Nigga, better pay attention and learn/
The pussy's never yours, it's just your turn/
Chorus: x4
This game is too cold, That bitch is fools gold/
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6. |
Fraud Fragrance
01:30
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Verse:
Trying to ask many is your mask friendly/
Where was you when I was down to my last twenty?/
In your movie you was trying to cast plenty/
I gotta hustle do what I can for that fast penny/
Sometimes I feel like I'm dismantling slow/
I had to vent about it to Daniel, my bro/
This music's therapeutic when I'm channeling flows/
Honestly struggling trying to handle the load/
So, I'm still unbothered by some/
A single father of one, and my daughter becomes/
My peace in this crazy world/
At least I have my baby girl/
I'm trying to be the best dad to my abilities/
Willingly, and I don't give a fuck if you're feeling me/
Respect, I seem to earn it/
Get the green and burn it and show keen discernment/
That's the way it has to be, moving with sagacity/
Muthafuckas is wicked and so dastardly/
Bitches say, "Tom yo I miss your banter"/
I can't deal with you if you got piss poor standards/
You got the nerve, to look at me like a bizarre fuck/
But you're looking star struck yeah because my bars stuck/
Yes I'm open vocally about my potent poetry/
That's spoken notably despite feeling broken totally/
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7. |
Regret Road
02:40
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Verse 1:
I confront the dummies, don't care if you cunts will love me/
I'm gonna stay fly on my hunt for money/
It's just so lovely to touch the dutchy/
A nigga stay chasing some blunts and hussies/
Oh my goodness, she got the plumpest monkey/
After we hump, I conduct my studies/
To be frank, all of your grunting's ugly/
It's a must, I ask you to hush like puppies/
Over there looking like a chump that's scrubby/
Tell yourself, "At least life wants to fuck me."/
But whoa bro, don't explode or just fret/
I know we all been down that road of regret/
Bet, man I'm guessing that's right/
So pay attention when I'm possessing the mic/
Rhyming, is really a refreshing delight/
It's therapeutic especially when stressing at night/
Chorus: x4
You can even bet bro/
No need to fret though going down regret road/
Verse 2:
We all have tales of roads not taken/
Expose my aching in flows that rake in/
Dough, oh now that these hoes be faking/
Trying to come up out they clothes for bacon/
Yeah and don't be doubting that/
I'm not about to engage in no shouting match/
For real, here's the deal/
With me, there's prerequisites to fill/
So if you accept, you gotta make good on it/
If you can't, I think that we should halt it/
Be solid or I rebuke yo ass/
Trying to bring me down I'll juke you fast/
Don't ask, I'm giving you no love/
Trying to run me straight through the mud/
Some want to see more for Tommy/
While others want me to fold like origami/
Chorus: x4
You can even bet bro/
No need to fret though going down regret road/
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8. |
Stay Woke
02:31
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Verse 1
I can't hide the vibe, man I'm tired of these diatribes/
All these verbal attacks aimed to try this guy/
Should I show dominance I wonder what's causing them/
To be ornery men calling me ad hominems/
I'll still be dropping uncommon gems without regards for them/
They trying to feud to see what kind of mood Tommy's in/
Here's a bombshell, nigga I'm beyond well/
But fuck you if you cheer to see Tom fail/
Man, talk to the hand how does that palm smell?/
It's no tall tale, I'm focused being a calm male/
Fuck what they say folks, get wise and stay woke/
Take notes on those who stage hoax and play jokes/
What a disgrace people are race baiting to chase ratings/
How about you erase hating and embrace aiding/
Chorus: X 4
What you say folks go ahead stay woke/
Verse 2:
There I am chilling smoking a joint/
Thinking how the hell did we get to this point?/
Took another hit as I watched the smoke rise/
The news provokes pride with their gross lies/
It drove guys to extremism on both sides/
Get wise about hysteria when folks cry/
Too many abysmal ways in these dismal days/
It's sad political violence gets official praise/
It's never beneficial since the initial craze/
Some people get clouded by their virtue signal ways/
Damn social justice warriors are feeling euphoria/
Advocating more and more rights for these foreigners/
Claiming we live in the oppressive system/
Quit ya bitching you perpetual victim/
As I lay out these card just read em and weep/
And quit trying to infringe on my freedom of speech/
Chorus: X 4
What you say folks go ahead stay woke/
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9. |
Tonight's Special
03:05
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Let the spirit of game preside over me
Verse 1:
Some of you niggaz try to live in da pussy/
Some Of you niggaz always give in to da pussy/
These hoes getting dough and they'll steal ya bread/
Ya doing anything to see her skills in bed/
So how is, her sexual prowess?/
Was it worth giving her that hefty allowance?/
Stop steppin to brawds with your cock out bro/
Pussy power gave you a knock out blow/
Ya got off balance and got disarmed a bit/
So sharpen your personality, charm, and wit/
Bitches be manipulating and loving the lames/
Because they're easy targets not governed by game/
Please expound Tom, what are these clowns on?/
Mesmerized acting like a spellbound John/
Yeah and that pussy will control some/
Sit back and roll one and crack a cold one/
Chorus: x2
Some niggaz be claiming that they pimpin hard/
But I be spitting bars that be givin scars/
Baby to the top nonstop we can grit for ours/
and we can be livin large/
Verse 2:
Is your head slow? I'm about my bread hoe/
Know what I'm saying, ya grazing the wrong meadow/
So let go and quit trippin where this King's at/
Yes I bring facts for all of these dingbats/
What's wrong Tom? Nowadays you keep attitudes/
I'm doing me so spare me your cheap platitudes/
It's vital for me to keep a tight schedule/
When idle, I think about how life's stressful/
It's therapy when rhyming through this mic vessel/
For tonight's special I'll lower the price level/
And let you sample some of this game for free/
Better know thyself and what you aim to be/
I keep my mind sharp so it's plain to see/
When a muthafucka only wants to gain from me/
Did I stutter guy? If I fall off here's another try/
Don't diss the caterpillar then sweat the butterfly/
Chorus: x2
Some niggaz be claiming that they pimpin hard/
But I be spitting bars that be givin scars/
Baby to the top nonstop we can grit for ours/
and we can be livin large/
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10. |
Vespertine (Outro)
01:16
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Sir Thomas Kansas City, Missouri
Kansas City hip hop talent, Sir Thomas delivers both in the booth and behind the boards on his forthcoming
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The rapper/producer has crafted a solid set of hypnotic cuts, highlighting a melodic delivery matched by witty and philosophical word play. Sir Thomas' unique baritone cadence compliments the relaxed nature of his trap-influenced production.
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