Now ever since day one, I've been doing this for self
To the point that I was damaging and ruining my health
I'm a one-man army, I've proven it myself
Ya'll ain't poppin' in the streets, stop Googling yourself
Like your records really moving from the shelf
And they're so ill,
Your CD should find a spot beside roadkill,
I get respect, fam, 'cause every verse is so real
Your shit is more forgettable than birth control pills
A punch in the chest, that's the way my flow feels
But beautiful enough to make women wanna fold bills
I spit that reality, deal or no deal
No six figure salary, but still it's so real
I see you lames and how tough that you act
Steady screaming in the trunk it's a mac
I think you're bluffing in fact
Ya'll remind me of Pamela Anderson
Stay poking your chest out, but got nothing in back
Chorus:
All around the world man, same old song
Been played so long, won't you (change your style)
Day after day, til I hate that song
If your game's so strong will you (change your style)
Man, raise ya'll arms,
Take ya'll palms, make a fist like this,
I must insist,
On and on and on, it kept going,
Don't stop, don't quit, just (change your style)
Elevader Dan:
Elevader, in the flesh, a mess
When I'm in it, ya'll know I gotta get fresh
I cop that, you rock those, I got that,
I'm back to the future, McFly in Vangracks,
Red and black lumber jack to match
This era I'm in
I'm Reinvintage, you follow silly trends
You follow what you hear for 10 spins
We do it for the love, you and your mens pretend
Flow so shallow, can't even dive in to swim
(come again)
I'm deep sea ocean
Hurricane motion
Center of the eye with the flow, but who's boasting?
I give it to the All Most knowing, I'm chosen
Forever switching up, while you're frozen, dozing
The best unspoken secret, I leaked it
Since the word is out, you should peep it
Elevader Dan (Yamin)
Couldn't keep it
Chorus
Yamin:
Chameleon of this musical medium
No box that you can keep him in so promise you won't speak again
Kill the talk until you stop and peep the gems
What we write preserves life, you heard right, sink or swim
For all you rookie brothers, albums are cookie cutter
Down to the booklet cover
The music ain't dead, ya'll just took it under
Compared to death, what i bless is like a cook to hunger
You won't get booked this summer
Look who took your thunder
The lightning rod, you might get shocked
Static only make the confrontation twice as hard
Ground yourself when my squad get charged
(your style)
Compared to this, apparent, it's
A nick of shake to zips
Sharpeis to pits
I'mma make you sick
I'mma make you smile
Either way, end of the day I pray you (change your style)
5 out of 5 in Creative Loafing (Jan, 2011) "I can’t explain in words just how much I LOVE THIS ALBUM, even 22 tracks deep “Self Titled” never grows tiresome." -Eric, Bloggerhouse.net Yamin Semali
