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M Theory: F​.​T​.​W.

by TruRebel Migs

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1.
Tee Money Pla Pla that hoe Yeah Yeah Yeah yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Feel like we born to die Trouble is on my mind Dealer live on my block Cookin' up pushin' rock Kilimanjaro climbs Tryna get to the top Killing off my own kind Talkin' bout israelites Recognize Devil on overtime Put in work overtime Bang Bang Got a lil nigga 15 on steam now that's my drop Point him out he gon' pop He ain't gon' think about it Nigga we really bout' it Running up if you got it Nigga what's in your wallet Lord knows that I been wildin' Going on missions ridin' Niggas might catch a body Bout it bout it bout it bout it I might hit hit a lick and I won't give a fuck about it Bout it bout it bout it bout it I see demons in my sleep and I don't speak about em' See all these dimensions make up God's universe But this rock we spinning on is indeed the Devil's realm With that being said, nigga, fuck the world Bang Bet I got niggas in your hood, if I green light you they gon' bang From the belly of the beast, they send that kite then we gon' bang Bet you hear it out your window every time we let it bang Doing damage in these streets, oh sheesh nigga bang Bet I got niggas in your hood, if I green light you they gon' bang From the belly of the beast, they send that kite then we gon' bang Bet you hear it out your window every time we let it bang Doing damage in these streets, oh sheesh nigga bang Rilla I get the cake on a day to day Saint Laurent with the Bathing Ape I got a show where the lakers play Whenever I’m tourin I keep a k I got a crib in the peach state 50 in each safe, I call it a cheesecake (uh) I gotta keepsafe & I gotta keepsafe You can not relate When I’m in the club I’m paying the Dj Throw this on replay Ya shit ain’t that hot you should sell it on eBay That’s what the streets say You just a cheapskate & I need a rollie for each day Nigga Bang I was riding round with my gang 7 days 7 nights. Walking round with the cane With some Grown niggas that’ll take ya chain & some young niggas trynna make a name Don’t flench that’s the typa shit that’s gon make them niggas go.... Bang Bet I got niggas in your hood, if I green light you they gon' bang From the belly of the beast, they send that kite then we gon' bang Bet you hear it out your window every time we let it bang Doing damage in these streets, oh sheesh nigga bang Bet I got niggas in your hood, if I green light you they gon' bang From the belly of the beast, they send that kite then we gon' bang Bet you hear it out your window every time we let it bang Doing damage in these streets, oh sheesh nigga bang See this a mission for me A hog spitting, face slap Ain't nothing different for me Pistol gripping to the strip Like I ain't get my recipe Treat the block like good dope Then Terry Silver the scene Many hooks, No R&B Chopper sing like the dream Off key on 1 knee Like I'm holding a ring Who but me Triple x 2 and me in-between Money green Chains gold Pass em out to the team (Haaan) Thats how I'm on it 5 on the wrist, that was in the moment I treat my voice like my car No lease, I gotta own it The flow smooth without the rocks How could you not condone this I must control this The flow is wicked No hokas pokas All Winter I'm coke flipping A dope dealer Safe filler My diamonds dancing A known killer Motion picture The flow realer They never feel ya You unfamiliar My youngin’s wildin' pull up & peal ya Bang Bet I got niggas in your hood, if I green light you they gon' bang From the belly of the beast, they send that kite then we gon' bang Bet you hear it out your window every time we let it bang Doing damage in these streets, oh sheesh nigga bang Bet I got niggas in your hood, if I green light you they gon' bang From the belly of the beast, they send that kite then we gon' bang Bet you hear it out your window every time we let it bang Doing damage in these streets, oh sheesh nigga bang
2.
Most Hiii 06:00
Haha Caught them niggas lacking' Run to 40, run to 40 My nigga, run to 40 Yerrrr Hold that door Good lookin' Yeah yeah How much you got nigga? How much you got? I got like 2 bands nigga Iiight bet shit I see you got a merm n shit now You got a big boy on Its big boy season and shit Yeah nigga You took that shit right off that nigga back B Hell yeah Bout' time we caught them niggas slippin' yo Dead ass B Werd Them niggas been popping all that shit I knew them niggas since elementary man Them niggas is not built like that B Dead ass Facts Dead ass Yo lets split this shit I gotta go upstairs and call up my probation and shit Aggghhh Ima go get some work, Ima come back down though Yo, this nigga never wanna chill B What the fuck nigga?! Man fuck outta here My nigga Let him go upstairs and do what he gotta do Like he said He gon' come back down with the sour Yeah nigga Shit, we gon' smoke nigga Get high Nigga chill with your ugly ass muscle head ass nigga Fuck outta here Hahaha Shit He gone get the smoke and we gone' chill and spit these bars nigga Fuck You got your shit written or what? Yo Ayo I'm conflicted Fuck all that conscious shit, we hitting licks Come up off your shit, we poppin' you know what time it is Year 06', caught a jux and caught a case Face a 3-6 Tell your honor I plead the 5th Ain't no witness ain't no case Got my co-defendant's faith Ain't no statements with this mind state We fly straight We facing blind fate Public defender got me irate Shit, ugh Wish I could see my mother's face I could hear my mother saying Stop repeating your mistakes Boy they gon' leave you in that cage Can't believe I'd see the day That I'd catch a fuckin' break Have you repeating shit I say I just hope you here to stay So Ima make your speakers break Just like that skin up on your face When that pigment hit this blade Leave you astonished and amazed You fuckin' blade Yah niggas all late Yeah we all straight We blowing haze up in your hallways All day, nigga we parlay Aye I be praying to the Most Hiii Most Hiii, Most Hiii, Most Hiii That's why I stay the Most Hiii Most Hiii, Most Hiii, Most Hiii, Most Hiii Said I be praying to the Most Hiii Most Hiii, Most Hiii, Most Hiii That's why I stay the Most Hiii Most Hiii, Most Hiii, Most Hiii, Most Hiii I got 5 on it Smoke I got 5 on it Yeah hello? Yeah Migs wusup, this B**** Gladys' son Yo I need something man But yo Let me talk to you when I see you You know, shit I hear you got a lot of shit going on But umm I ain't tryna tell what to do or nothing But you know I wanna see what's going on You know I grew up with your moms and all that So when you bring that to me We could get something to eat or whatever You know, we gon' chop it up for a little bit iiight I wear my heart up on my sleeve And bleed in hopes that I provide for you Another perspective When you feel trapped confined to project rules Just shoot your shot Get off the block if you don't follow through Your name will be prayed by dudes Stuck in the game As they pour they brews on the pavement Just look inside of you I see a lot of promise Mixed with a lot of problems I knew your moms and pops They often fought a lot You know that orthodox story Harbored in broken hearts Be revelatory, regular for me And as a lil tot Your grandma played your moms and pops Your mama lost a lot She slept in parking lots The trauma had her smoking rocks And caught up with the law Drama galore Her pain slip off her sleeve And I know that you seen it all A toddler shocked You stuck in awe You lock your door To stop yourself from watching more Conflict Your moms hit Altercations, fading your step pops Your head knot I'm concerned and shit That type of turbulence Would have me shell shocked too But shit What am I to do I'm buying bud from you I wouldn't even know what I would do if I was you But nigga you gotta choose Lil nigga you gotta choose I be praying to the Most Hiii Most Hiii, Most Hiii, Most Hiii That's why I stay the Most Hiii Most Hiii, Most Hiii, Most Hiii, Most Hiii Said I be praying to the Most Hiii Most Hiii, Most Hiii, Most Hiii That's why I stay the Most Hiii Most Hiii, Most Hiii, Most Hiii, Most Hiii Yo Stuck between a rock and a hard place Matter of fact Stuck between my block and compadres Thats a fact Stuck between my baby pictures Was innocent niggas Toddler images Far from karma sinister, hardly sinners We torn apart Marked by systems targeting niggas I'm God delivered Wicked stories all in my scriptures I hardly figured I would dodge becoming statistic I guess I'm part of a bigger picture Who would have figured Ayo my niggas I got some shit up on my mind And I need yah to think about it Don't talk about it Let's be about it Shit we got niggas on the news and you could read about them Like C*** Squire My nigga J**** I'm smoking sour And contemplating for hours Of this life of ours Know I could count on all my niggas if its foul encounters Shit we could turn up on the ops But can we turn up to a higher power I'm talking mortgages Forbs list Limited liabilities Fuck all of that poor shit All we do is pour sip Hennything is possible We could be unstoppable But who am I to talk shit My life has been more like obstacle courses Im kicking doors in with these forces I rap glorious We born warriors Stuck in this horrible aura This beef cooking like a Foreman Got my cornea open A potent formula smoking I got 5 on it Fuck the world
3.
I came a long way from the projects I be the trillest shit I promise The promise child A problem child The kid is an indigo Spit lyrical miracles Leave these fuckers in critical Cause damage The panic is panoramic You shoulda ran with Niggas who know better then to clash with Cassius When my cash is low and slow like molasses I always know how to come up the fastest Tote a burner I Turner murder your masters Herding the masses Burgundy flaggin Nigga got superior status Back in Graphics Shit get real graphic I’m still stackin’ I’m never lackin’ I’m always packin’ These niggas is always acting Always asking for niggas to tax em’ I laugh at em’ and blast at em’ Trash rappers and back packers It’s ash to ashes dust to dust Your run is up muffukas So fuck is up Your pockets fat, nigga run that Your pockets fat, nigga run that I caught a whiff, I smell a lick coming I caught a whiff, I smell a lick coming We hitting big, you feel them bills coming We hitting big, you feel them bills coming I caught a whiff, I smell a lick coming I caught a whiff, I smell a lick coming It’s Traffic bitch They calling me the mad rapper These niggas acting like they hard Yah some bad actors Treat the game like the court This is ball practice And I run my block Nigga Barry Sanders Where I’m from the police can’t stand us They’ll shoot you in in your back Even when you put your hands up So don’t ask me why I run nigga Cuz more then likely shit I probably had that gun nigga Where I’m from it’s always raining Ain’t no sun nigga The kids scared to play outside Ain’t no fun nigga Grindin’ hard everyday to get some funds nigga I got 1 fuckin daughter And I got 6 mother fuckin sons nigga I’m going hard for em’ all I ain’t playing witcha I caught a whiff I smell the money Then I come and getcha I’m that type of nigga that’s waiting in your kitchen Hop out like Oscar the grouch And then I get it Your pockets fat, nigga run that Your pockets fat, nigga run that I caught a whiff, I smell a lick coming I caught a whiff, I smell a lick coming We hitting big, you feel them bills coming We hitting big, you feel them bills coming I caught a whiff, I smell a lick coming I caught a whiff, I smell a lick coming My click a conscious costar Nostra Culture vultures You over owe us If you approach us It’s Hocus Pocus Shit I’m so focused It’s like I mixed my potion with ocean motions Your hoe is open Hoping for me to stroke her But I keep it flowing I’m wavy flowing Tunnel vision so vulgar 7 digits I hold Cuz 7 figures the focus You could hold her and console her I just Run this locomotive And smoke foes in a moment And over throw em’ Yo The game is hopeless Niggas claiming they bang is jokers Niggas claiming they slang is dopeless Rappers rockin’ dresses chokers That world is over with Boulders crushing through that O-zone layer shit Dangerous Better save your pennies when you praying to your savior kid I could split 11 layers Lay it on your favorite Labor like I’m slavin’ it Slain you for your bravery And cater to the panegyrists Payments on some major shit Made some change The only thing that changed Was the paper And the way my neighbors live Left the block Now they calling Migs a paradox Unicorn to the flock Megatron to the ops If a jackass wanna pop Meet pandora out the box You could put me in a box With the Biggies and the Pacs When the day a nigga drop Cuz my shit will never stop Ima set up open shop Fuck the politics and the critics We just spit it how we live it Just give it a minute nigga Your pockets fat, nigga run that Your pockets fat, nigga run that I caught a whiff, I smell a lick coming I caught a whiff, I smell a lick coming We hitting big, you feel them bills coming We hitting big, you feel them bills coming I caught a whiff, I smell a lick coming I caught a whiff, I smell a lick coming I been overzealous Living in the trenches Living reckless Catching wreck And a record For mine Niggas is in this We living to die Is it fulfilling to witness the blind Leading the blind Leave it behind Niggas is fiending They needing supply Seeing subpoenas And sitting behind Bars in a prison And niggas are dying Claiming you realer My nigga you lying Card Ima pull it Them bullets ill fly Pull on my trigger And raise up the crime Bang for the set All my niggas ill ride Nigga you hiii Tryna take mine Ima react in a minute And finish the business Spinning in cycles Of killings On killings on killings on killings Fighting the feeling This feeling it feel like I'm fighting my demons Know it’s on sight when I see him I got the scoop on your re-up I got my sig with the beam on it I got a conscious but need money Real talk I'm hungry Got yours I got mine It's on me All day Due time We'll see Eye to eye Take yours Now it's mine It's my time
4.
Too Deep 02:46
Yeah yeah yeah yeah nigga Fuck is poppin hiii You already know what time it is nigga Yeah Yeah Ahiii Deep in this shit Nigga we lit Time to get live Hit up slime Huntin’ your clique On the east side Hit up licks Hit up hiii Catch him outside Let a nigga rip Yeah we deep deep On sight like a nigga can’t see see Pop off on a nigga like 3D Block hot Ima need my ski ski I’m hot nigga just got free free Probation wanna take my pee pee Got booked but a nigga stay geeked geeked Wash up a nigga cycle on repeat That’s easy Come up off the free free Robberies Killer thieves Drug dealers all around me Youth fountain tryna drown me Turn down How could I Be it When you seen the shit that I’ve seen Fiends gettin’ high in lobbies Got a couple in my family Lil nigga livin’ grimy Nigga beatin’ on my mommy 93’ be what I be Ask about me Deep in this shit Nigga we lit Time to get live Hit up slime Huntin’ your clique On the east side Hit up licks Hit up hiii Catch him outside Let a nigga rip Yeah Project buildings got souls in em’ Brought me home to put souls on him Took my notes I got codes in em’ Stacking Ls Like he’s no winner Burners tucked in that cold winter Label food niggas cold dinner Medals on em’ like gold winners Running down we ain’t no sprinters Click boom For the rat race Mask face bandos in your stash place Got stones up in homes in a half way Drop zones home growns in a bad way Bang bang Put in work for the chain gang Gang gang Black mob it ain’t no thang Insane engrained in the membrane Friend slain Shit changed Niggas deranged Peep game nigga Deep in this shit Nigga we lit Time to get live Hit up slime Huntin’ your clique On the east side Hit up licks Hit up hiii Catch him outside Let a nigga rip Yeah So many bodies Don’t anybody Know anybody That done made it outside these project walls Niggas crawl out We gon pull em’ They fall Hittin’ rock bottom They gon’ blame y’all all What you want Say something Face front Want smoke with a laced blunt Think not you in danger Anger something stranger Danger We in danger Deep in this shit Nigga we lit Time to get live Hit up slime Huntin’ your clique On the east side Hit up licks Hit up hiii Catch him outside Let a nigga rip Trauma Time to self reflect Turn that pain into power Redirect that energy into something positive Shit Sometimes growth requires isolation
5.
Some Time 03:20
Pendulum swinging The devil is clinging My kettle is steaming This heartbreak is stinging Said time heals all wounds Gonna need some time without you Wanna be alright without you Gonna be alright without you I wanna be Pendulum swinging The devil is clinging My kettle is steaming This heartbreak is stinging Said time heals all wounds Gonna need some time without you Wanna be alright without you Gonna be alright without you I wanna be I’m in my zone Don’t fuck with me I’m in my zone All my life I been on my own My upbringing was so damn cold Can’t let bitches all in my zone Can’t let niggas all in my zone My father left my on my own I seen wicked all in my home I face Henny all on my own I got sour all in my soul Shit go figure that’s how I cope Shit get deeper this how I know Hit these women all in my phone Just come over fuck all night long I can’t feel it I’m still alone When it’s over you’ll hit my phone And get dial tone Pendulum swinging The devil is clinging My kettle is steaming This heartbreak is stinging Said time heals all wounds Gonna need some time without you Wanna be alright without you Gonna be alright without you I wanna be Pendulum swinging The devil is clinging My kettle is steaming This heartbreak is stinging Said time heals all wounds Gonna need some time without you Wanna be alright without you Gonna be alright without you I wanna be No Just leave me alone Ima grow on my own Fuck the world that you on You give a fuck about shit that I don’t All these distractions I need to disown People be sleeping I need to be woke Searching for riches I need to evoke Niggas be hatin’ Cuz niggas is broke Like What is it you want from me Cuz misery loves company History of gluttony Is feeling like too much for me Say that you got love for me But really you just want from me Really you just want from me Really you just want from me Pendulum swinging The devil is clinging My kettle is steaming This heartbreak is stinging Said time heals all wounds Gonna need some time without you Wanna be alright without you Gonna be alright without you I wanna be Pendulum swinging The devil is clinging My kettle is steaming This heartbreak is stinging Said time heals all wounds Gonna need some time without you Wanna be alright without you Gonna be alright without you I wanna be Fuck the world Fuck the world Fuck the world Fuck the world Fuck the world Fuck the world Fuck the world Fuck the world Fuck the world Fuck the world Fuck the world Fuck the world Fuck the world Fuck the world Fuck the world Fuck the world Fuck the world
6.
F.T.W. 03:00
Yeah Fuck the world that you living on Let’s fly together It’s now or never We’ll survive And strive through the endeavors Let’s find a better Place if it’s ties we gotta severe Devil applying pressure Demons slide through these dimensions Oh did I mention It’s gonna be rainy stormy weather Fuck it Down for what ever It’s gon’ make the story better Floating through this creative space It don’t feel so gracious Nigga been down to earth But I’m still elevating Elevating elevating elevating Elevating elevating elevating Elevating elevating Fuck the world, fuck the world, fuck the world Fuck the world, fuck the world, fuck the world Fuck the world, fuck the world, fuck the world Fuck the world, fuck the world, fuck the world Fuck the world, fuck the world, fuck the world Fuck the world, fuck the world, fuck the world Ayo it’s grind time And it’s my time And it’s prime time I know that I’m a star Just like I’m Dion nigga I’m a king I ain’t no peon nigga I’m that phenom nigga Cotton mouth I spit that venom nigga Blow that fire Light that grass up Start this arson In your garden Though regardless Know them snakes up in your tree gon’ slither Double back and lumber jack And cut that tree down Timber Yeah Gotta take your chances Gotta pay your ransoms Break your shackles Gotta face your damage Gotta say your grace And place your faith All on embracing passage Gotta change your values Gotta light your candles Gotta day your prayers And fight your battles Gotta look inside Gotta free your mind Gotta see your light Though the world is trife Eyes wide Gotta recognize through the hard times Lord knows that I've had mine Hand to hand I done bagged dimes Late nights in that twilight Street lights I done seen sights Night visions obscene right Had to change up my scene like Before a nigga went senile Street dreamin' I see now People sayin' don't leave now Had a nigga in denial Playin' all in that field now Blame it all on me now If you could feel what I feel now You would know what I feel like I been livin' that real life Time heals, Ima need mine All wounds and Ima seal mine Isolate when that pain strike Never show it in plain sight Feel me and you'll feel mine Bible all on my bedside I been all in my head like Tryna live out my best life Mama stressin' that rent like Im the one that she confide Pressure on me to provide Ima do it no cosigns Do it all on my own like Fuck the world, fuck the world, fuck the world Fuck the world, fuck the world, fuck the world Fuck the world, fuck the world, fuck the world Fuck the world, fuck the world, fuck the world Fuck the world, fuck the world, fuck the world Fuck the world, fuck the world, fuck the world Yo so bro You just gon' read my shit and not say nothing bro Heard you You ain't gotta say nothing
7.
Yeah yeah yeah Right there, right there, right there That's perfect This feel like you somewhere in the middle of my shit We started together, we started together, we started together Yo You ever want for a nigga what he ain't want for himself I'm used to lookin' out for you But now you lookin' out for me You can't find me They say you find yourself When you by yourself I guess I'm outta sight outta mind Shit I should be out your mind You told me I'm out of mine It's crazy how I couldn't peep Pride is blinding Binding my eyes With lies I ain't wanna see What you want for me Yo my nigga What you want from me I paid you what you fronted me Why'd you front on me We supposed to be close You supposed to watch for my back You brought me backwards the most, my nigga Nah Now I don't want no smoke with you This ain't no beef shit But if thats how you see it Then fuck it I'll test my luck Since we stuck with mentalities That drag us back in the bucket I'm sittin' back in the bucket A nigga back in the post I'm tryna get to the bucket A nigga back in your coast I found a outlet Yeah I'm plugged in We disconnected Dawg I'd never expect when If I blessed you with gestures I would get the same back I just did shit no questions You don't see it my way Real nigga perspective Perception is everything Put respect on my name All this tension make me wanna put a check on your name And pay you what I feel I owe you Guilt trippin' cuz I used to know you My nigga I really know you Know my pride would kill you If I murder on beat Words would never hurt, but nigga Whats the word on the street Word I carry out your biggest burden Is your mind right Your spirit hurting My nigga You lookin' nervous Got some nerve if you thinkin' I ain't lookin' for my interest Even if I'm having mixed feelings Im like a legend when you hear this Shit I'm boutta be out I figured you out Fuck You made nigga Nah I got nothing left to say nigga but We started together We started together We started together We started together Thats it Thats all I got to say Yo Marvs Let that shit rock Movin' on To the next dimension Ooouuu, ooouu Ouuu ahhhh Ahhhhh ahhhhhh
8.
You ain't coming where I come from Been through what I been through Going where I'm gon' go Walking that yellow brick road Oh no, oh no, oh no My development is critical Go home, go home Who woulda contemplated My pops would pop off And bust in my moms And left her popped and lost Before her water popped Before her shorty dropped Abortion on her thoughts Of course she dropped me off At grandmas spot Up in the projects Cuz she jobless And her pockets Is spotless No dollars In sight I catch him It's on sight Thoughts if I saw him I'll Box on him like Time Warner With out warning Nigga disappeared and I got lost and I took off I'm popping like pop warner I Stopped talking Pop up on your corner I popped often Listened to PAC and Nas and often I started rhyming I stopped poppin' I drop coughs on beats (Cough) When I'm speaking ill drop coffins Rappers I mock often Rappers get knocked off when They raping and pop off How they love for drama to pop off My nigga Stop it Yah niggas get knocked and turn informants I don't speak what you speak I'm speaking foreign If you reaped what I reaped the reaper repeat forewarnings Warning (repeat) You ain't coming where I come from Been through what I been through Going where I'm gon' go Walking that yellow brick road Oh no, oh no, oh no My development is critical Go home, go home Who woulda contemplated I'm educated Simultaneously gang related I Dodged arraignments And made arrangements To make some changes that's really gangsta Paved by the sanctums Of hand to hand engagements Of 5 to 1 rations For 31 seconds Traded my sentence For one20 lessons Plenty repentance While you pending sentence Potential felons To credit semesters They say I'm blessed And I should be counting my blessings Im counting the stresses Of living with tension Depression from The Mention of My sister living in shelters She less than fortunate Kids in a orphanage Boyfriend is often offin' her shit I feel like offing his shit But often I sit Lost In my thoughts I'm so far I can't offer her shit Sparking my spliff Plus this cognac I sip Reminisce Of days we used to bliss Ha ha I kid I should have kid A lil better me I'll plant a better seed I better see a better day Which ever day is the day Ya see the end of me Yeah the end of me Will you ever see the end of me You'll never see the end of me You ain't coming where I come from Been through what I been through Going where I'm gon' go Walking that yellow brick road Oh no, oh no, oh no My development is critical Go home, go home Will I ever die Am I immortalized Did I just prophesies I contemplate how My stars would line I Martyr the rhymes From scars that I'm plagued with Bars from your favorite Would shard on your neighbors Pardon my layers My heart is prolly in danger Far from your stranger But hardly a savior Hard to Launder my capers And pardon mistakes when My partners and cages And hauled to the graves Or they still lost in the Mazes It's amazing I praise Yah if I make it Sometimes my heart get filled with hatred And I blame it on the anger we raised with Or the racists that separate us And trade us for wages I feel isolated This is my proclamation Im contemplating how my name is in relation To the damnist nation enslaved Got me caged in a rage Sometimes I drive in a daze And realize I got survivors guilt As I close my eyes and I visualize A time where living marginalized Was actualized Surviving the times we struggled to find Sublime visions Need visine My eyes dry I never cry I died inside and left my niggas behind I shine and left em blinded as I'm binded from the bonds to building lobbies Hoping you hear me properly But prolly yah niggas won't even copy Comprehend my intentions To show you dimensions Fuck honorable mentions Get we non collective And narcoleptic Niggas don't pay attention Said niggas don't pay attention Niggas don't pay attention So are you coming where I come from Been through what I been through Going where I'm gon' go Walking that yellow brick road Oh no, oh no, oh no My development is critical Go home, go home Know yourself Stay focused Before any two people (Phone Rings) Hold on Yo Yo my nigga I got some bitches nigga You gotta come through Tell that nigga to Bring some bottles too Oh word Yeah nigga Hurry up Iiight iight iight Tell him to stop by a liquor store and get some Henny too Yeah I'll be right back
9.
Come Too 03:02
Unos, dos, tres, quatros Real love, real love I just need that real love, real love Baby gimme real love, real love I could hit you with the pull up, pull up Yeah, yeah Real love, real love I just need that real love, real love Baby gimme real love, real love I could hit you with the pull up, pull up Yeah I been creepin' on the late late, late night (Yeah) Freakin' with all these girls She wan fuck me off the Henny like, like, like (Yeah) Link up with me it's a go Baby bust it wide, wide, wide, wide, wide (Yeah) Drop it down on to the floor I need you to wine, wine, wine, wine, wine (Yeah) Throw it on me like a pro (Yeah) Everybody know that she a bad bitch She wan turn up, turn up, turn up on a sabbath She don' turned some good niggas to some savages Only fuck with baller niggas for advantage (Hey) Touch your toes Face the floor For that fetti Get the dough We don't know love anymore But she a freaky nympho though Let me know if you wit' it If you wit' it we could go Girl that pussy made of gold But this world that I'm going You won't go, no, no, no She wanna come too (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) She wanna come too (No, no, no, no) I just wanna fuck you (No, no, no, no) This is what it come to (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Said she wanna come too (No, no, no, no) I just wanna fuck you (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Said she wanna come too (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I been creepin' on the late late, late night (Yeah) Freakin' with all these hoes I was hoping you would keep it tight iight iight No, no, no, no, no, no You done bust it wide, wide, wide, wide, wide For a nigga you don't know Now you hittin' my line, yine yine Cuz you got no where to go Yo don't be calling on my phone I'm searching for my purpose You fucked around and did me dirt I shoulda did you dirty You kicked me down when I was hurt And now you act concerning You curved and now I'm swervin' That fake shit make me nervous Live and learn And now I look at people And feel so uncertain It seem the way the world is turnin' We forever burnin' We only showing fake love If the love returning Shit I could turn into a savage if you want me to And I could really do some damage if you want me to And I could really take advantage if you want me to And I could really drive you crazy have you cummin' too Or I could treat you like a lady if you wanted too And I could have you in Mercedes have you gunnin' too I need a woman with a mind to brain me Ima pipe it down and drain it Nail into your wall and frame it All night, all night Make you all mine, all mine I been creepin' on the late late, late night (Yeah) Freakin' with all these girls She wan fuck me off the Henny like, like, like (Yeah) Link up with me it's a go Baby bust it wide, wide, wide, wide, wide (Yeah) Drop it down on to the floor I need you to wine, wine, wine, wine, wine (Yeah) Throw it on me like a pro (Yeah) Real love, real love I just need that real love, real love Baby gimme real love, real love I could hit you with the pull up, pull up Yeah, yeah Real love, real love I just need that real love, real love Baby gimme real love, real love I could hit you with the pull up, pull up
10.
Run My World 03:41
Yeah yeah yeah yeah Check check check Shit Niggas been through mad shit It's iiight though We ain't even phased I look in the mirror, see the trillest nigga in the world Through all the bullshit I came up, now its fuck the world My bitch wanna do me dirt, I scoop another girl I took a look deep inside, and now I run my world Let the pain go through If it don't kill you Nigga keep it moving, yeah Gotta play your moves, right I done sang my blues Now the faces blue On the franklins withdrew Nigga we came from issues And cases judicial Nigga I got a bag today Fuck'd you do Bunch of views on the YouTube New Benz with the moon roof 100 grand like oouu oouu New numbers sudoku For the sayings no Goku I been standing on my own two I ain't even gon' hold you I be bustin' mad dope moves Lil boy fresh When the boy vexed I deploy chess moves To get up out the jects, ugh King shifts, keen shit Ain't no time to rest Beastin' beastin' Nigga I'm the lock-nest monster Locked inside this prophet Profits gold deposits Over shot my goals I'm poppin Flow the hottest Lava off your top Your corpse will drop In coffin slots Your moms and pops will drop tears Fuck next Nigga this is my year I look in the mirror, see the trillest nigga in the world Through all the bullshit I came up, now its fuck the world My bitch wanna do me dirt, I scoop another girl I took a look deep inside, and now I run my world Let the pain go through If it don't kill you Nigga keep it moving, yeah Gotta play your moves, right I done sang my blues Now the faces blue On the franklins withdrew Nigga we came from issues And cases judicial I'm autonomous To the bullshit Ducking negative Vibes real quick Got my walls up This enclave Cut em' all off They all lame When you tryna grow Niggas gon' hate Gotta find road In your own lane When you find soul You don't hold pain You just let go Of your old ways Check yourself Before you wreck yourself That self reflection Secret weapon Lethal if you keep it I just keep it G Spread peace I don't really want your sympathy All we really lack is empathy Empty spirits can't attach to me Curve and dubbin' all your faculty Tell your favorite rapper rest in peace I look in the mirror, see the trillest nigga in the world Through all the bullshit I came up, now its fuck the world My bitch wanna do me dirt, I scoop another girl I took a look deep inside, and now I run my world Let the pain go through If it don't kill you Nigga keep it moving, yeah Gotta play your moves, right I done sang my blues Now the faces blue On the franklins withdrew Nigga we came from issues And cases judicial Fuck niggas, get money Fuck bitches, get money Fuck niggas, get money Fuck bitches, get money Fuck niggas, get money Fuck bitches, get money Fuck niggas, get money Fuck bitches, get money Oh shit We done fuckin' came up Hit a lick Ayo T-Time We ain't gotta sell that shit no more nigga We good We lit nigga We bout to make it nigga Oh shit Damn I gotta call my moms man Shit Crazy She gon' be crazy
11.
Take Off 03:27
Fuck nigga, Fuck nigga, Fuck nigga Get the fuck from around me lil nigga, you a Fuck nigga, Fuck nigga, Fuck nigga Get the fuck from around me lil nigga, you a Fuck nigga, Fuck nigga, Fuck nigga Get the fuck from around me lil nigga, you a Fuck nigga, Fuck nigga, Fuck nigga I be propagating positive energy to the universe Flowing universal Universal wanna sign me Yeah, Niggas wanna rhyme with me Can't vibe with me Split a check Split a buck with me Spit a cut Spit a razor Give a buck 50 To keep it a buck Yo, nigga fuck a rat race Having freedom pays Malcolm turning in his grave Niggas trappin' he amazed I need VMAs Grammy for my grammer My grandma gon' be amazed Man this ain't Sean Blaze I get jiggy wit' it He so city wit' it Keep a milli wit' him Yeah he really wit' it GOAT nigga he billy wit' it God Damn Hopin' that my shit clink Cuz my old links got a nigga on the brink Got me prayin' God damn Niggas don't think Everybody watchin' I be movin' nigga don't blink Bitch Im' bout' to take off take off I be blowing napalm napalm You can't see me Ray Charles Ray Charles They gon' be like he gone he gone Bitch Im' bout' to take off take off I be blowing napalm napalm You can't see me Ray Charles Ray Charles They gon' be like he gone take off Need a bag for a show Tell me if I cool out now How the fuck Im ever gon' blow Need a bag for a verse Put a whack nigga in the dirt Turn a rapper to a casualty though Nigga put in work Ain't no damn way Im going back to them 28 grams in a O Jumpin' off the earth All this damn weight on my shoulders But I push it like the gravity low Gotta stay alert First they love me Then they hate me Then they love me Then they block me Now they wanna lurk Damn niggas got some nerve Don't you know that hatin' ass Switchin' ass Fuck shit be gettin' on my nerves Nigga what I look like You curved Gotta keep my eye wide That third Bout' to be a long ride I swerve I be grindin' all night Better learn I could show you how to earn Go from projects to the burbs I could turn low money Multiply it from the 1st to the 3rd Werd Make a bag flip Mad sick Like a bad bitch Doin' backflips On the mattress Of a young fly trap nigga Livin' lavish Established Mad shit Mad rich Yeah we gettin' money outlandish Don't you see a nigga doin' damage Nigga bout' to have the whole fam lit Coming for the thrown, goin' Hamlet Sheesh Clutchin' more drive then the Van Wyck Sheesh Fuck the 12 killin' on some HAM shit Sheesh Got me rollin' holdin' on my ratchet Sheesh Nigga went from bandos with the bandits Facts To copin' on a condo, I'm the man bitch Facts Start a label nigga we expanding Damn Nigga Shootin' off like a cannon Bitch Im' bout' to take off take off I be blowing napalm napalm You can't see me Ray Charles Ray Charles They gon' be like he gone he gone Bitch Im' bout' to take off take off I be blowing napalm napalm You can't see me Ray Charles Ray Charles They gon' be like he gone take off Need a bag for a show Tell me if I cool out now How the fuck Im ever gon' blow Need a bag for a verse Put a whack nigga in the dirt Turn a rapper to a casualty though Nigga put in work Ain't no damn way Im going back to them 28 grams in a O Jumpin' off the earth All this damn weight on my shoulders But I push it like the gravity low Hmm, Gotta keep the family close

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Inspired by Edward Witten’s “String Theory”, TruRebel Migs' M Theory: F.T.W. is an 11 dimension body of work depicting his journey and transition.

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released November 23, 2018

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TruRebel Migs New York, New York

TruRebel Migs’ style is a timeless poetic mixture of clever wordplay, complex rhyme scheme and barrages of double and triple entendre served on a platter melodically. He is also the founder and C.E.O. of TruRebels™️, a Multi-purpose company and organization that propagates it’s messages to the masses through music and fashion as well as other forms of visual art. ... more

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