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Rebels With Applause

by Eminence

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1.
Greatness 01:45
Intro: (Talk to em mil, Talk to em,) Yeah Verse 1: Fall back like in the day of Donna Karan, Around 9-2 I spit truth, niggas be lying like New York suits I got that up top flow, back to my NY roots Brown Green Black beef broccoli New York boots Chicken noodle or soup For them pussy niggas hatin They be sicker than flu, my bitch pretty yours isnt Looking badder than who, niggas settle but I never I just pick & refuse, You niggas pick & you choose Thats why im different from dudes, Mainly the bitch ones See the pretty chick with the click, but its which one Cause homie chill I dont chase em, I just catch em' Hoes lead the blind, pretty girls all matching Hearthrob break em off like a habit Pussy with a headache fuck nigga you could have it Keys to the crib or the keys to the car Have my shorties pushin V's put the keys to the car You're not a P, you a fraud, Think you G all because He copped him a key, clean beamer dirty burner just to move it Celebrate for nothing, sprinting just to win it Dedication with this money for the love will make you lose it Control I dont cruise it Feds taking pics and the DA cant prove shit Nothing was the same, take you back up in the day When I just wanted platinum, aint even want a platinum Fuck all the glory, the gold is my reward My flow so sick and my aura just be talking for me No rest, feel like I just talk in my sleep My bitch cost nigga, talking is cheap Fuck your thoughts you dont talk it to me Its time to get it Nigga
2.
Lights Out 02:54
Intro: Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Uh, Yo Its time to get it nigga Yeah, Its time to get it nigga Been patient for that piece of cake it took a lil wait And I'm just tryna get full, shorty want another date Patient for that piece of cake it took a lil wait And I'm just tryna get full shorty want another date Hook: Lights out, fuck flicking a camera Im all about the cash, copper pennies to the grands ma Early to the late night, hungry like a great white When these bills due, I aint thinking bout no date night Lights out, fuck flicking a camera All about the cash copper pennies to the grands ma Early to the late night, hungry like a great white When these bills due, I aint thinking bout no date night Lights Out Verse 1: Yeah I'm moving too quick, all of my old friends new foes No more free, I don't even do shows I'm just on some new beats, building up some new flows Kicking up some new G, Bringing home new hoes Karma is a bitch, cruising through the loophole Bending through the curve its like the life is so appealing Beat the pussy up when she cant fight the feeling Ima fighter ima lover, just depend on how I'm feeling Try to paint a perfect picture Be living like a villain my nigga Be really for the killing, Mad days I be chilling though Ice box, Heart cold, Three kind of Rose Mos Preppin Tiger prawns, you niggas cooking krill though Shark bait, you niggas looking fish food. Gold charms on my wrist, Rose gold and my bitch cool Talk so smooth, I let her meet my other one Real live P and I don't keep a secret lover son That's how it go, Niggas are who we not nigga Brooklyn boy, Murder beats, ima hot nigga Do my lil dance, Diddy to the Bop nigga Second chance I don't give em word to Big Poppa But who shot ya Niggas is not popular Lights Out, Lights Out, Lights Out Hook: Patient for that piece of cake it took a lil wait And I'm just tryna get full, shorty want another date Patient for that piece of cake it took a lil wait And I'm just tryna get full shorty want another date Lights out, fuck flicking a camera Im all about the cash, copper pennies to the grands ma Early to the late night, hungry like a great white When these bills due, I aint thinking bout no date night Lights out, fuck flicking a camera All about the cash copper pennies to the grands ma Early to the late night, hungry like a great white When these bills due, I aint thinking bout no date night Lights Out!
3.
Verse 1: Coming through on some smooth shit, I Kill it like a criminal Be lyrically flossing, Finesse with my text Mediocre Me, On the Mic, Never ever made nothing minimal Its only major when as flex But daily not no weak shit, I be on these beats Niggas write a verse and all of sudden wanna verse this All my verses unfold hearses Spit the flow dirty, put the bars bold cursive Thats courtesy to criminally lyrics I be giving See my worst shit, first shit smooth like designer Deadly and my rap flow stylish Pussies get cocky only right I get wilder But thats another tale of disasters School you niggas, put em onto masters Talk a couple mill we could graduate faster Laughters at banks with the bitches yall be after Told shorty ima star and not an actor Bridge: Or a P like I'm Bellamy Pretty women and the team Verse 2: Glamour girl said she ready for the wife, say she ready for the life Pretty girls got game and I play em very nice Tell em once, never twice learn from the first time Spitting ill flows I knew from the first line That I was something sick, nigga check my miss She aint got ass or titties nothing thck But dress up like a model, face pretty as a pic Skin light like bright, coca teeth like white Smelling good like fresh, scented on her chest Baby oil on your neck, cocoa butter on your breasts Fit like physique, but for sex you dont flex Cause even when its no, I be knowing it be yes Cause the pussy be so wet, I never asked her to spread Suck it if you suck it I aint asking for head Deep slow strokes, fast fucking how you want it Shorty fuck me like you want it but dont want nothing from me.
4.
INTRO: Still, -Aint no differences in my charge card from no bad broad -My simplest with them dimples want the most interest -Could be a classy girl, she'll want the Prada with that passport -Hood chick want you beat the pussy up my nigga don't throw her no flinches -Got,couple exes who be drunk in love and still acting hard -She wanna work it out, I leave her confidential I'm back to business -Ms independent, shorty play hard but she work harder -.....From it start, so it finish Hook: -Never loved women with hoe thoughts -No gold diggers with gold thoughts -Or no broke niggas with closed thoughts -We not open, for discussion -Keys out light fade to black -With a pretty diva, days back to back -Closed deal my favorite act -But tell me nigga who the fuck stopping that (HUH) Verse 1: -Niggas talk your shit, I don't talk it back -If my bitches hear, how you bitches hating -They be laughing at you,We aint on that -Niggas know wassup, we like all caps -Get it on and poppin,we off that -and we offset all you actors -Make a movie with an actress -From the sidewalk to the mattresses -In my 97 air maxes -whole hunnids all in my thoughts -And more millions in my bars -And some 16's with some dreams -Drama queens they get mixed out if they mislead for that cream -Pretty bitches will sell dreams all in they convos -So I kick game and don't spare change -Just drop jewels on sucka niggas -Cause these hoes is fair game, its like you niggas is puzzled wih em -Bad bitches got enough of them -Bad bitches got enough of them -If I fuck with her, I don't fuck the friend, get it Bridge: -I said my, Rap sheet concrete seat -Sick flow spitting solid gold -Got pretty girls for weeks my nigga -No time of the day for no weak ass hoes (Yeah) (That's right) -I said my Rap sheet concrete seat -Sick flow spitting solid gold -Got pretty girls for weeks my nigga -No time of the day for no weak ass hoes (Yeah, Yeah, Because..) Hook: -Never loved women with hoe thoughts -No gold diggers with gold thoughts -Or no broke niggas with closed thoughts -We not open, for discussion -Keys out light fade to black -With a pretty diva, days back to back -Closed deal thats my favorite act -But tell me now who the fuck stopping that (HUH)
5.
Intro: Aint no limit but the sky, revisiting the high Aint no limit but the sky, we revisiting the high Reach for the stars, go so hard Do all your shit, spit them bars Tryna get this check or you tryna get them broads Verse 1: From the studios in rooms, nice for some bars in the basement Young nigga cant take a L, Face it Wasted talent get flawed like a facelift And when im done spitting, life prison aint no miracle Lyrically flossing, finesse with my text Switching up my flows like my ex to my next bitch Switching up my flows like Im switching up my clothes Fall inside some pussy then be dipping on em hoes I be gone, light a L write another song Go and get a dollar let me right another wrong Cause I been up all night I should be shining in the longer run I murder every song son I be out here killing shit, homicide feces Nigga I be really on them beats getting beasty G when I need, Dapper just to please she Ran a little game, cause nothng coming easy Hook: Aint no limit but the sky, revisiting the high Old women say they miss him, dont even get a hi Never tripping if they dissing, dont even get replies Save my breath on you niggas, dont even get a sigh Aint no limit but the sky, revisiting the high Old women say they miss him, dont even get a hi Never tripping if they dissing, dont even get replies Save my breath for you niggas.. Verse 2: Notepads in my room, studio apartments Shorty swing through, chill with me like a park bench Brought another friend, made the crew two live Roll through and Roll up, Moet and wrist shine We revisiting the high, pretty bitches never basic Came up fell off, you niggas still basic Me I never chased chick, fell off chase check Sucker for these bitches pussy boy you would chase neck Spit an ill flow, do you wanna taste tecs Shorty keep your cool come through and take a taste Bad bitch safe sex, practice game six Flyer in designer, back then I wanted latest Trends and the fashion, cribs not a mansion Plus the ammunition for them niggas with the cash Now its ammunition if they coming for the cash More money more problems, probably worse if you aint have Hook : It Aint no limit but the sky, revisiting the high Old women say they miss him, they dont even get a hi Never tripping if they dissing, dont even get replies Save my breath for you niggas, dont even get a sigh Aint no limit but the sky, revisiting the high Old women say they miss him,they dont even get a hi Never tripping if they dissing, dont even get replies Save my breath on you niggas..

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There are Good Guys and There are Bad Guys. This life is a tale of the two egos. In all human affairs, good or bad, There are actions and there are results. This story is about maintaining morality while choosing between the lesser of multiple evils the world has to offer. Throughout it all, every lesson is a blessing. What doesnt break you makes you.


"Life Is What You Make It And I Made Music"- Eminence

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released April 14, 2016

Perfomances By Emile D.
Recorded At Creative Music Studios & Penthouse Studios
Mixed & Mastered By Chase Van Leeuwen(@okvanleeuwen)
Beats Produced By Dre-1 Beats, Dan Morze & Nova Jazz
Cover By David "Cincoyo" Morgan

S/O To Phil,True, WU,Breonna, Ka$ean & Kae Bonet

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