Translator: Yulia Kallistratova Reviewer: Ellen Maloney
Mar$: Man, what can we improve, yeah?
Dyce: Okay, well, there are a lot of improvements
Like everyone’s equal, and nobody rules
And everybody got money, yeah Everybody got money, and nobody’s poor
And never too cold, or never too warm, never crop failures on the farms
And I’m telling you this – I ain’t no oracle –
but is this so possible?
AKAY: Euhm Dyce, yeah, I think it’s possible
With the right mind, with the right visual
I mean we can play it smart, play it tactical
I mean we can let them know this world is magical
Mmm Dyce, yeah, I know it’s possible
Might be hard for some people, understandable
But they need to know this world, this world is magical, magical, yeah
All: I cannot wait
Till this world becomes safe
I cannot wait
till this world becomes safe
I’m on a way, I’m on a way
Until then I’mma pray
I cannot wait
till this world becomes safe
I cannot wait, oh no no
I cannot wait, nah
I cannot wait, I cannot wait —
Rmind: I had to break the fight up, my energy censors light up
All red, misread by the system, I don’t wanna be a fighter
I light my fire, light the impressive colander
People be talking money ’cause they got no other standards
Are you related to a royal family? Let me be in it
Cause of death
I’m planning on acting very different but it’s misfitted
Chilling or dreaming of something bigger, ’cause I wanna be famous
There is something called be a gimmick
It’s like punching on your fists or screaming out loud like, “Get out!”
Why won’t the bad thoughts get out?
Asking them in your perspective, like wow
You stressed out, bro? Sit down
Sit down here and talk to me
Acting imperfect is like winning a lottery mentally and physically
All in your memory – that is my response to what is really best for me
I don’t need your money, only respect, that is the best I can get
Neglecting your family – you’ll regret that
It’ll only make you upset, want some help?
Work hard with blood, tears, and sweat You’re asking me do I got what it takes?
I’m telling you, don’t be afraid to make some mistakes
And I’mma go audiotape my shit, partaking in my own game
Been roasted so much I feel like toasts in the morning
Not satisfied with nothing What would you do in my place?
What would you do in my place, nah?
Don’t be resentful but helpful
Faithful and zestful Restful and healthful
Supported and grateful Thankful and mindful
Those are the points that’ll make you successful
But who am I to teach you a lesson, and who am I —
sorry, didn’t finish my sentence
I’m not the type to earn my own stripes, so I can’t do it for you, I apologize
And I promised dad to be a good boy And I promised mom to stay a good boy
But I refreshed my mind in the worst case scenario
And all the other kids are just playing with their toys
Now I’m back, Dr R. it is bizarre, right from the start
It takes so long I can’t re-spawn, I wanna shout
No, no, but I keep going
Chicka-bang-bang, chicka-bang-bang Listen up, listen up songs –
These aren’t even songs I’ve written
Chicka-what-what
What have you already proven to call yourself a qualified person?
Man, I don’t need your money man, I just need respect
We’re all in this together
Everybody is against violence
Human rights?
We are in this together
Don’t be afraid to make some mistakes
Powerless power every hour censor you for hours
Don’t swear, don’t be smoking it’s sour
No fans in the crowd but they don’t know my songs
Still they’re giving everything they got Shouting out loud
Screaming “mind” ’cause it’s a part of everyone’s body
Put the money on the table I don’t have money nor a table
You have a handicap, I found you disabled
I’mma give everything I’ve got starting now
How I’m gonna deal with the fame? The same I do now
Wanna take a picture? I’m glad Snap your friends on, would ya?
But I ain’t no fuckboy, honey Put ya pants on, would ya?
Still I’m new to this and in case you insist me to exist
But other people’ll hate me, enjoy the fact I may be cutting my own wrists
You wish you could help me? You’re unable to
Think about that, think about that
If people become more helpful there’ll be much less shit on this planet
So do yourself a favor and accept my hand, goddamn it
Leuven, would you accept my hand?
’cause I just wanted to reach out
Neglecting your family, you’ll regret that
It’ll only make you upset
Work hard with blood, tears, and sweat
You’re asking me to do what it takes?
Man, I’m telling you, don’t be afraid to make some mistakes
(Applause) (Cheers)
M: Yo AKAY, you saw the elections, right?
A: Yeah, I think everybody saw the elections
D: Man, what they tell you on TV, it’s some old bullshit
All: They don’t want to tell you the truth, my brother
Understand that
They don’t want to leave you in peace, my mother
Understand that
They want to keep messing with your head, my father
Understand that
They tell you who you got to be, my brother
Don’t you ever listen to that
A: Understand them, my brother Better choose your own path
Don’t trust nobody, man, watch your own back
Backstabbed, guess you’re mad
Thankful and faithful – that’s the definition of being black
Turn your TV on and open your mind, and you see what’s not on TV
Instead of waiting for somebody’s sign to tell you what you got to see
Fuck how they think about it
As long as I’m alive I’ll make sure they never talk about it
Shush you with my bars You won’t dare to shout it
Getting different kinda color paper kinda hard to count it
Thank God I ain’t color blind, your bitch crazy like Cara Delevingne
I’m a good kid in my parents’ eyes
They won’t kill a white man for committing a crime
But they’ll kill a black man for reaching his prime
All: They don’t want to tell you the truth, my brother
Understand that
They don’t want to leave you in peace, my mother
Understand that
They want to keep messing with your head, my father
Understand that
They tell you who you got to be, my brother
Don’t you ever listen to —
D: Hella vibes
Girl 18 so I tell her ride, televised, yeah, on TV they’ll be telling lies
Try to hit me up with a hoax
Yelling I’m outta range, did a lot of things, might have changed
Hocus-pocus-bogus-hoaxes, thinking we don’t know this
People so naive to believe all they see on a TV screen
But people talking got a power position
Now they don’t know what time it is, like an hourglass missing
Trump’s talking ‘bout a wall he be building
Mexico will pay, why do I bother to listen?
But people still believe it like religious Christians
Like a bad archer It’s the point y’all missing
They’re flippin’ tables When the tables turn, my main concern
Am I meant to die or am I meant to burn Meant in French go and learn
Why they broadcasting lies?
Thinking we’re going to believe it like Laika?
M: I hear ’em lying to me, now I’m dying to see
If I can see truth in your eyes
Truth be told, I’ll rest in peace once my conscience is free
but feel like I’m stuck in reprise
Please, don’t tell no fables in my kingdom
They blurring the vision
It’s getting hard to stay focused On tryna up the division
But a nigga just livin’ Steady chasin’ a million
Do it all for the mission
Media reaching more than beginners in NBA2K
And I’m embracing the fiasco I’m feeling like lupé
Black men being shot while shawty Droppin’ panties doin’ the most
Telling the camera crew “Please, nigga shoot me”
I swear they got us misguided, got 300 ways to say that I don’t like it
But the people still buy it
I see through all of that shit Y’all just blinded
All: They don’t want to tell you the truth, my brother
Understand that
They don’t want to leave you In peace, my mother
Understand that
They want to keep messing with your head, my father
Understand that
They tell you who you got to be, my brother
Don’t you ever listen to that
We don’t believe what you tell us
Worry about you, nah we ain’t jealous
We don’t believe what you tell us
Worry about you, nah we ain’t jealous
No, we ain’t
(Music)
(Applause)
R: I feel like heaven Much further than closer
I don’t wanna take pictures ’cause I’m more of a poser
I don’t like hugging girls while their boobies are shown
They’re like envelopes – messages to unfold ’em
Keep asking me questions like I’m an info point
You wanna keep asking – go to the info point
I point the bar in every bar I wrote slow it down, that bar was quotable
I put on reverb and auto-tune this bitch,
If I was a sad ass rapper you should call me a bitch
See, this is our mind and we living to it
I’m no cocky motherfucker but I holler at chicks
I say, do you like my gold all over my skin?
Then bitches ask me where the hell is it?
I say, don’t you see it baby, this is so legit?
I knew she was a corny ho, that was easy to predict
I’m seeing all the smoke like I’m smokeable
I don’t have gold, even though it’s affordable
They carry me but I’m not portable
A: Every time I’m running, man, I’m feeling good
I told you I fucks with the hood
Understood, I shook and support poor, man, I go Robin Hood on ’em
Level too high for you to reach, collecting Euros, so to speak
Trust people – that’s why I bleed Done playing games, no more hide-n-seek
Getting too lit now they iced out, appear in the dark nigga lights out
AKAY’s universe like its mine now, change the universe like its mine now
Emwhy: I wear your body on my necklace, I got it with my check
Jesus give me time, though you know I need some rest
Devil on my shoulder, I feel under attack
E-M-Why young popping I know they like it
Dreezayy: The world got no sympathy hat’s why I’m writing this symphony
we don’t know nothing about it
We don’t know why the police is just killing streets
We’re tryna make a living out of it, we ain’t hopeless
Only 17, I’m only 17, boy
Why I’m talking ’bout this? ’cause I’m struggling, boy
Got so much stress on my mind, niggas keep rolling a blunt
Can’t control these niggas
Who be talking ’bout blondes, fat titties, and big guns.
Nowadays cops killing niggas for fun, my homies get locked for none
The president thinks nothing is wrong but open your eyes
Niggas get cooked like some fries, the devil’s full of lies
No sympathy
for the ones who’re saving the world, for the ones who’re warning it’s wrong
The humanity, build everything but strong
Money makes the world go round Money makes the girl go down
But it makes no sense
We’re blessed, in God we trust
Orre: We came from lands we once called them ours
So strange how our heroes become cowards
Everything could escalate within an hour
Money brings you power but who’ll bring you flowers?
Too many nights brothers didn’t find their pillow
Too many rights have been kept below
How many fights introduced before peace be known?
How may lives pulled away before we stop reload?
E: I wear your body on my necklace, I got it with my check
Jesus give me time, though you know I need some rest
Devil on my shoulder – I feel under attack
E-M-Why young popping, I know they like it
M: If I ruled the world, I swear to God we would never go broke
’cause time is money and that shit is priceless
We would never need dough
We just need people, need to be equal
Fuck all that black and white shit that you preach
Homie, I just provide for my kinfolk
D: Oh my God!
My fantasy of this Is managing the risk
Can’t you see this is man, the baddest bitch
And right in it I jizzed, now my girl is pissed
That’s the way it is, guess I wasn’t slick
Oh shit, nah, hold up, yeah yeah, pop up
Oh my God, turn up, I cannot slow up
My mind going faster than my fucking brain
I just awaited sign but it never came
Wait my design, nah, it didn’t change And my time? It was a fucking waste
Everybody in the room with skinny babe, make that ass boom with a pretty face
Yeah, we’re on a wave like we’re saying “Hey”
Yeah, that’s right, like a tinder date
E: I wear your body on my necklace, I got it with my check
Jesus give me time though you know I need some rest
Devil on my shoulder – I feel under attack
E-M-Why young popping
Foreign bitches can’t get them, they’re jealous
They won’t let a nigga win that shit so heartless
You know, I hustle like a man I gotta make my dough
Couldn’t find a job so now I run for sure
Seven days a week all day
Niggas see me grinding, gotta make that cake
(Music)
(Voice) Perfect.
(Applause)
(Cheers)
Thank you, guys!
(Applause)
Mar$: Man, what can we improve, yeah?
Dyce: Okay, well, there are a lot of improvements
Like everyone’s equal, and nobody rules
And everybody got money, yeah Everybody got money, and nobody’s poor
And never too cold, or never too warm, never crop failures on the farms
And I’m telling you this – I ain’t no oracle –
but is this so possible?
AKAY: Euhm Dyce, yeah, I think it’s possible
With the right mind, with the right visual
I mean we can play it smart, play it tactical
I mean we can let them know this world is magical
Mmm Dyce, yeah, I know it’s possible
Might be hard for some people, understandable
But they need to know this world, this world is magical, magical, yeah
All: I cannot wait
Till this world becomes safe
I cannot wait
till this world becomes safe
I’m on a way, I’m on a way
Until then I’mma pray
I cannot wait
till this world becomes safe
I cannot wait, oh no no
I cannot wait, nah
I cannot wait, I cannot wait —
Rmind: I had to break the fight up, my energy censors light up
All red, misread by the system, I don’t wanna be a fighter
I light my fire, light the impressive colander
People be talking money ’cause they got no other standards
Are you related to a royal family? Let me be in it
Cause of death
I’m planning on acting very different but it’s misfitted
Chilling or dreaming of something bigger, ’cause I wanna be famous
There is something called be a gimmick
It’s like punching on your fists or screaming out loud like, “Get out!”
Why won’t the bad thoughts get out?
Asking them in your perspective, like wow
You stressed out, bro? Sit down
Sit down here and talk to me
Acting imperfect is like winning a lottery mentally and physically
All in your memory – that is my response to what is really best for me
I don’t need your money, only respect, that is the best I can get
Neglecting your family – you’ll regret that
It’ll only make you upset, want some help?
Work hard with blood, tears, and sweat You’re asking me do I got what it takes?
I’m telling you, don’t be afraid to make some mistakes
And I’mma go audiotape my shit, partaking in my own game
Been roasted so much I feel like toasts in the morning
Not satisfied with nothing What would you do in my place?
What would you do in my place, nah?
Don’t be resentful but helpful
Faithful and zestful Restful and healthful
Supported and grateful Thankful and mindful
Those are the points that’ll make you successful
But who am I to teach you a lesson, and who am I —
sorry, didn’t finish my sentence
I’m not the type to earn my own stripes, so I can’t do it for you, I apologize
And I promised dad to be a good boy And I promised mom to stay a good boy
But I refreshed my mind in the worst case scenario
And all the other kids are just playing with their toys
Now I’m back, Dr R. it is bizarre, right from the start
It takes so long I can’t re-spawn, I wanna shout
No, no, but I keep going
Chicka-bang-bang, chicka-bang-bang Listen up, listen up songs –
These aren’t even songs I’ve written
Chicka-what-what
What have you already proven to call yourself a qualified person?
Man, I don’t need your money man, I just need respect
We’re all in this together
Everybody is against violence
Human rights?
We are in this together
Don’t be afraid to make some mistakes
Powerless power every hour censor you for hours
Don’t swear, don’t be smoking it’s sour
No fans in the crowd but they don’t know my songs
Still they’re giving everything they got Shouting out loud
Screaming “mind” ’cause it’s a part of everyone’s body
Put the money on the table I don’t have money nor a table
You have a handicap, I found you disabled
I’mma give everything I’ve got starting now
How I’m gonna deal with the fame? The same I do now
Wanna take a picture? I’m glad Snap your friends on, would ya?
But I ain’t no fuckboy, honey Put ya pants on, would ya?
Still I’m new to this and in case you insist me to exist
But other people’ll hate me, enjoy the fact I may be cutting my own wrists
You wish you could help me? You’re unable to
Think about that, think about that
If people become more helpful there’ll be much less shit on this planet
So do yourself a favor and accept my hand, goddamn it
Leuven, would you accept my hand?
’cause I just wanted to reach out
Neglecting your family, you’ll regret that
It’ll only make you upset
Work hard with blood, tears, and sweat
You’re asking me to do what it takes?
Man, I’m telling you, don’t be afraid to make some mistakes
(Applause) (Cheers)
M: Yo AKAY, you saw the elections, right?
A: Yeah, I think everybody saw the elections
D: Man, what they tell you on TV, it’s some old bullshit
All: They don’t want to tell you the truth, my brother
Understand that
They don’t want to leave you in peace, my mother
Understand that
They want to keep messing with your head, my father
Understand that
They tell you who you got to be, my brother
Don’t you ever listen to that
A: Understand them, my brother Better choose your own path
Don’t trust nobody, man, watch your own back
Backstabbed, guess you’re mad
Thankful and faithful – that’s the definition of being black
Turn your TV on and open your mind, and you see what’s not on TV
Instead of waiting for somebody’s sign to tell you what you got to see
Fuck how they think about it
As long as I’m alive I’ll make sure they never talk about it
Shush you with my bars You won’t dare to shout it
Getting different kinda color paper kinda hard to count it
Thank God I ain’t color blind, your bitch crazy like Cara Delevingne
I’m a good kid in my parents’ eyes
They won’t kill a white man for committing a crime
But they’ll kill a black man for reaching his prime
All: They don’t want to tell you the truth, my brother
Understand that
They don’t want to leave you in peace, my mother
Understand that
They want to keep messing with your head, my father
Understand that
They tell you who you got to be, my brother
Don’t you ever listen to —
D: Hella vibes
Girl 18 so I tell her ride, televised, yeah, on TV they’ll be telling lies
Try to hit me up with a hoax
Yelling I’m outta range, did a lot of things, might have changed
Hocus-pocus-bogus-hoaxes, thinking we don’t know this
People so naive to believe all they see on a TV screen
But people talking got a power position
Now they don’t know what time it is, like an hourglass missing
Trump’s talking ‘bout a wall he be building
Mexico will pay, why do I bother to listen?
But people still believe it like religious Christians
Like a bad archer It’s the point y’all missing
They’re flippin’ tables When the tables turn, my main concern
Am I meant to die or am I meant to burn Meant in French go and learn
Why they broadcasting lies?
Thinking we’re going to believe it like Laika?
M: I hear ’em lying to me, now I’m dying to see
If I can see truth in your eyes
Truth be told, I’ll rest in peace once my conscience is free
but feel like I’m stuck in reprise
Please, don’t tell no fables in my kingdom
They blurring the vision
It’s getting hard to stay focused On tryna up the division
But a nigga just livin’ Steady chasin’ a million
Do it all for the mission
Media reaching more than beginners in NBA2K
And I’m embracing the fiasco I’m feeling like lupé
Black men being shot while shawty Droppin’ panties doin’ the most
Telling the camera crew “Please, nigga shoot me”
I swear they got us misguided, got 300 ways to say that I don’t like it
But the people still buy it
I see through all of that shit Y’all just blinded
All: They don’t want to tell you the truth, my brother
Understand that
They don’t want to leave you In peace, my mother
Understand that
They want to keep messing with your head, my father
Understand that
They tell you who you got to be, my brother
Don’t you ever listen to that
We don’t believe what you tell us
Worry about you, nah we ain’t jealous
We don’t believe what you tell us
Worry about you, nah we ain’t jealous
No, we ain’t
(Music)
(Applause)
R: I feel like heaven Much further than closer
I don’t wanna take pictures ’cause I’m more of a poser
I don’t like hugging girls while their boobies are shown
They’re like envelopes – messages to unfold ’em
Keep asking me questions like I’m an info point
You wanna keep asking – go to the info point
I point the bar in every bar I wrote slow it down, that bar was quotable
I put on reverb and auto-tune this bitch,
If I was a sad ass rapper you should call me a bitch
See, this is our mind and we living to it
I’m no cocky motherfucker but I holler at chicks
I say, do you like my gold all over my skin?
Then bitches ask me where the hell is it?
I say, don’t you see it baby, this is so legit?
I knew she was a corny ho, that was easy to predict
I’m seeing all the smoke like I’m smokeable
I don’t have gold, even though it’s affordable
They carry me but I’m not portable
A: Every time I’m running, man, I’m feeling good
I told you I fucks with the hood
Understood, I shook and support poor, man, I go Robin Hood on ’em
Level too high for you to reach, collecting Euros, so to speak
Trust people – that’s why I bleed Done playing games, no more hide-n-seek
Getting too lit now they iced out, appear in the dark nigga lights out
AKAY’s universe like its mine now, change the universe like its mine now
Emwhy: I wear your body on my necklace, I got it with my check
Jesus give me time, though you know I need some rest
Devil on my shoulder, I feel under attack
E-M-Why young popping I know they like it
Dreezayy: The world got no sympathy hat’s why I’m writing this symphony
we don’t know nothing about it
We don’t know why the police is just killing streets
We’re tryna make a living out of it, we ain’t hopeless
Only 17, I’m only 17, boy
Why I’m talking ’bout this? ’cause I’m struggling, boy
Got so much stress on my mind, niggas keep rolling a blunt
Can’t control these niggas
Who be talking ’bout blondes, fat titties, and big guns.
Nowadays cops killing niggas for fun, my homies get locked for none
The president thinks nothing is wrong but open your eyes
Niggas get cooked like some fries, the devil’s full of lies
No sympathy
for the ones who’re saving the world, for the ones who’re warning it’s wrong
The humanity, build everything but strong
Money makes the world go round Money makes the girl go down
But it makes no sense
We’re blessed, in God we trust
Orre: We came from lands we once called them ours
So strange how our heroes become cowards
Everything could escalate within an hour
Money brings you power but who’ll bring you flowers?
Too many nights brothers didn’t find their pillow
Too many rights have been kept below
How many fights introduced before peace be known?
How may lives pulled away before we stop reload?
E: I wear your body on my necklace, I got it with my check
Jesus give me time, though you know I need some rest
Devil on my shoulder – I feel under attack
E-M-Why young popping, I know they like it
M: If I ruled the world, I swear to God we would never go broke
’cause time is money and that shit is priceless
We would never need dough
We just need people, need to be equal
Fuck all that black and white shit that you preach
Homie, I just provide for my kinfolk
D: Oh my God!
My fantasy of this Is managing the risk
Can’t you see this is man, the baddest bitch
And right in it I jizzed, now my girl is pissed
That’s the way it is, guess I wasn’t slick
Oh shit, nah, hold up, yeah yeah, pop up
Oh my God, turn up, I cannot slow up
My mind going faster than my fucking brain
I just awaited sign but it never came
Wait my design, nah, it didn’t change And my time? It was a fucking waste
Everybody in the room with skinny babe, make that ass boom with a pretty face
Yeah, we’re on a wave like we’re saying “Hey”
Yeah, that’s right, like a tinder date
E: I wear your body on my necklace, I got it with my check
Jesus give me time though you know I need some rest
Devil on my shoulder – I feel under attack
E-M-Why young popping
Foreign bitches can’t get them, they’re jealous
They won’t let a nigga win that shit so heartless
You know, I hustle like a man I gotta make my dough
Couldn’t find a job so now I run for sure
Seven days a week all day
Niggas see me grinding, gotta make that cake
(Music)
(Voice) Perfect.
(Applause)
(Cheers)
Thank you, guys!
(Applause)
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