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The New Flesh

by Top $ Raz

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jaydd I fall in love with T$R every year. Winter is when I break these albums out, no clue why - but every year! ❤️🌈 Favorite track: Jack & Coke Flow.
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1.
Mountains 04:26
Chorus Mountains may crumble (uh) But I know I will never break I pick the world up it’s heavy – breathe But my knees will never shake! New flesh armor Yes I’m stronger I’m blessed—that’s my karma Bridge x2 Long as I’m breathing I’m trying Now feet don’t fail me now Sometimes it feels like I’m dying, But I soon shall have my crown Verse 1 Rap game got me going insane My train of thought in the sam lane Biggie was slain They say- You could die if you chasing the fame I said you could stand still and get hit w/ A stray-so! You might as well move it Everybody the best but aint nobody prove it I am not losing! Look at what I withstand I could run a marathon even if I’m standing on quicksand (raah!) Push up on air Shine through all fog and anti-glare How could I! Ever be scared when I been in Far Rock for 22 years Show no fear Even when the guns pop Me, I got the same face [Malcolm] X had in the mugshot Fret not Black fist...GIL SCOTT! Uplift givin' half off to the have nots Chorus Bridge x2 Verse 2 Lord have mercy Momma had no choice where she birthed me They all curse me But they cant hurt me Cuz I’m to strong and I’m too worthy See my name’s on scrolls and papyrus Of those who’s chosen to prevail over vices They all hopin' I fall like Leonidas But I’m golden like King Midas Plus got flows unfold like gysers I’m just… One step from a suicide Two steps from me getting signed So it’s do or die – ha I see the rules but I don’t abide So wise up brother No excuse we both had poor mothers All of us…is too black too strong To ever fall back been fighting too long— Push on! Chorus
2.
The One 04:22
THE ONE Sometimes I WAKE UP! Thinking I’m Nat Turner Like fuck a slave master I’mm do what I wanna Consider myself an owner I’m more than a performer Or backpack rapper that’s my city on my shoulder Yeah! I go beyond it. Yo! I turn bionic From where the skinny die But my mind is brolic See my moms is crying See my pops is trying But only providing enough to keep us for dying I’m at war with the gods for the sake of my tomorrow You on amateur night I’m down in Hades with Apollo But they cannot pierce me my flesh is to hollow They can only scratch me on the records or serato. Surrounded by the fiends with addictions that they follow Scratching on their neck, or scratching on the lotto I used to want the money But now I want the truth-yeah You can have the paper but it’s yesterday’s news Chorus I got nothing to lose And everything to win See they trynna give me nine But I’m waiting on the ten And you looking at the one! You looking at the one! (whoo) You looking at the one! (whoo) You looking at the one! (whoo) Yo- I’m so close! I’m bout to get the win See they trynna give nine But I’m waiting on the ten I be looking for the one! (whoo) I’m looking for the one I’m looking for the one I’m looking for the one Verse 2 Sometimes I WAKE UP! Thinking that I’m an angel See when you that fly know the devil gon’ hate you They may throw stones Yeah, try to degrade you But never turn your back cuz you know the streets made you That’s how I make these songs realest shit on every record I was made from the block my soul is a like a Tetris All my people are starving like what the fuck is breakfast So we just want some food give a fuck about a necklace But I’m getting wiser switching up my methods Getting better by the ten You measure me in metrics! Yeah I’m still here stuck in that Ocean Village Where they acting like the romans The raping or the pillage, can you dig it Not the sentence but the grave Think it’s time that I be brave Cuz if I don’t work hard Then the road cannot be paved And- this is not the music for the ones Who had it made For the rough, to this day My grandmomma still a maid, whatcha say?! CHORUS Verse 3 Sometimes I WAKE UP! Thinking I’m Helen Keller Blind to the light But I’m soaring like propellers. Aint hearing what you tell us Aint buying what you sell us And when you call us “nigger” I know really that you jealous. Yeah, I’m so close but I’m so far I treat life like it’s no god It’s so precious You only get ONE So I’m doing what I want Cuz it’s all on me when its all said and done They be looking for the light I be grabbing on the sun I was playing for the heart Like I’m beating on the drum At the half-way point another hundred miles to run And you know that I aint stopping Till I’m coughing up a lung. Yeah! I go hard like a Spartan I’m a man stand tall Even when I’m starving So in the heat of the night my stomack sticking to my ribs You respect motherfucker you could call me Mr. Tibbs! Chorus
3.
So Beautiful 03:03
Verse 1 Champion Olympic medal with the fist up Get sharp. Tell them other boys fix up Uh, yeah, I should get my chips up But I’m still the man I could still get my dick sucked AYE! My life fantastic Don’t this sound like the money in the mattress? That, “thank god I aint sitting in a casket!” That re-up shit, it’s what you live for bastaaaard! Uh, tell ‘em Top Dolla got this! Plants seed in concrete I be like a botanist I could see myself in every ghetto optic I could never fail, uh, failure not an option Start button on freeze I got, no choice but to play that game I know them ghetto boys feel my pain Protesting but it still don’t change Brought umbrellas but I’m still gon’ rain aye! CHORUS Hoes down. G’s up. I’m relaxed, lemonade with the feet up Uh, them boys cant see us I’m just showing off trying to see if you can keep up Aye! And it sound so beautiful. Aye! Don’t it look so beautiful Aye! My chick so beautiful Every rhyme I kick so beautiful Verse 2 Baby I’m a boss I don’t know what they do I drop BOMBS And I don’t need a label Chilling in Olympia Holla like, “Hey Zues” When I’m in the booth I’m a god Call me Jesus Uh, “hey you…aint you That boy from the gutter you the only one To breakthrough?” Yeah, that’s me. No payola I pay dues. IHD on the shirt, yea we work Uh, I’m on a 24/7 grind Yah too late and you’re girlfriend too fine You wait I already hit two times Do shine, yeah, give a fuck about who signed No introduction, this is like an epilogue Baby I’m a star they should put me on a synagogue Life’s a bitch, I fuck her like a dog Word is born, it aint nothing This is nothing like a song, this is war! Aye! Chorus
4.
VERSE 1 (TOP $ RAZ) Baby You are Fit for the bosses Or lordy baby new flesh So gorgeous So thick couldn’t fit her in a portrait Top heavy, she gon’ try to fit it in a corset Daaaaamn. You make a grown man’s knees shake So fly had to make her to do a replay Like Excuse Miss won’t bore you with lines I’m bout to keep it real blunt And I hope you don’t mind You see I could come inside It’s 60s minutes but I’m knowing you gon’ Come in 5 Look in your eyes. I’m knowing that you feel the vibe So spend the night and I can make you feel alive I’m a gentleman I wont get explicit but check it I get it purring when I’m licking a kitten now can you dig it Been watching you like television I get you comfy let you tell your business I let you tell them bitches…
5.
Cold/Fresh 04:34
Far Rock! Home of the gun clap lords But I make all street gangs hold their applause Chill…moment of silence I came to fuck that girl Fuck violence I part through all legs and break hymens Call me the right hand man: Joe Biden My assignment: smack fools, Frankie Lymons Make it to the top of the game without signage Or cosignment, I confide in them? Uh… NEVER THAT, Kunta don’t shed no tears Call me a leatherback So tell these cats to stop riffin, I’m fresh to death My stylist a mortician Ha, the new waves these cats is all ripples I’m cold as ice I’m giving wives the hard nipples CHORUS It’s like! Fall Back or Hold that! Bump that check, I came to get more stacks! Don’t make me have to say it again Yo High! Tell ‘em boys who the fuck I am! Well I’m cold/fresh cool as a breeze Aint none of yall little homies seeing my steeze And you already know I’m the man You High! Tell ‘em boys who the fuck I am! Verse 2 I’m top billing Gimme that gimme more g’s A cold villain you can call Victor Von Freeze I’m so high from up here suckas cant breath It’s no lie got every shorty loving my steeze Now hold up…Tell me if you wanna catch wreck I wu-BANG! You better protect your kneck It’s no thang Orangutans all in my set It aint fair, please don’t even place no bets No sir, uh-uh I don’t recommend it This right here cannot be reprimanded Uh, talk shit and I don’t get offended I play D, cacth re’, get offensive I eat emcees feed me seconds Time is of the essence No free seconds So if you got beef I suggest you steppin’ Cuz we don’t shoot fair it’s quicker to shoot weapons! Chorus Verse 3 Now this is when it all gets quiet Right when Raheem died Right before the riot Before the cops come and you hearin’ all the sirens Before the first tear and you hear ya momma cryin… This here’s the calm before the storm It’s on, and you don’t even know what’s going on By the time you figure out you yell mayday You cant phone home or text out Yele Hey,hey, them say THE BOY SO CRAZY! Temper too short he quick to go mêlée They put me in a suit but I’m still too thorough Plus CAVALIER told me I should rep my borough So…it’s Far Rock on my mind No lie, I’m like the Carhatt blue jean dye Means I’m- so hood even if I die I SURVIVE! Through the murals that’s reciting my lines (NOW THAT’S COLD!) CHORUS
6.
I was always told! Nothing worth selling your soul What good’s a trophy motherfucker that you cant take home Huh?! My fate is like etched in the stone This is my destiny it’s meant for me to sit in the throne (let’s go!) Clench fist infinity gauntlet Gemstone Raz, the victory is flawless Prince Rasheem why you fuckin with the paupers? Huh?! Why the fuck I need an office – nah! See baby I’m an ar-tist Rest of them repeat my lines like an RT God at the rap bar jargon Every line from the mind push the margin- PARDON! I much rather chill in the Hamptons But my blood stream pump the genes of Fred Hampton – SO! So…they appointed me the leader! Rapper turn preacher hope the holy ghost reach ya- GO! CHORUS X2 I could see the future (future) Devil gon’ seek ya (seek ya) Warning through the speaker Hope the holy ghost reach ya – GO! Verse 2 It’s not the underground this is deep cover Infiltrate the game from up under While they slumber Top Dolla Make moves push numbers You push daisies – fucka! You must be bat shit crazy Streets made me Rottweiler with the rabies Foaming at the mouth like the fiends from the 80’s No maybes. Teach babies Tell that black bitch she a lady and aint lazy Nah…she just takin’ breaks from the slavery Show bravery. Rep the all black navy Tall as the beanstalk baby Wind blow hard but the leaves never shaky Listen I, got a telegraph from heaven Half sentence Read 1-8-7 So load clips know the mind is a weapon I could show you how to take shots in one lesson- GO! Chorus x2
7.
I’m at the bar and I’m sippin on a Jack & Coke I’m in the corner where they allowing you to a smoke I had a smile but in my mind trynna cope I swear to god any other day I wouldn’t toke But…tonight seem different Still shaking cold sweats from my last night vision I was 40 years old and never made it And couldn’t write single song cuz my talent faded But hold up! It’s just a dream better wake up! You’re ten feet away two seconds from the breakup You’re staring at your shorty Like honey I know this sound funny But I cannot love you Cuz I don’t really love me You look surprised, I suggest you find another guy Who can do more Than just survive Still scratching on the surface of the Devil’s pie Was greed and pride The only thing that’s in my eyes? Damn…
8.
This is that new flesh Toughin’ your skin Or end up like the ashes or the dust in the wind I kept it real from beginning to end I’m destined to win Emerged from the war with every one of my limbs I get Castro, this aint fashion This is fascist This aint black it’s African magic So abbra-kaddab it I gotta have it I excel, you happy if you happen to manage – ha And now you mad like you gave me a red cent If I was broke Wouldn’t pay half my rent My money was spent On some nights nothing I ate My mom stressed! Trynna keep her section 8 But wait! I got potential yea, I got a large sum You envy cuz you look at yourself see that you have none So throw pennies in wells and wish that I’m dead. Point fingers at me Pretend they red dots on my, loser. CHORUS I put the streets on my back (streets on my back) I put the truth on these tracks But they don’t love me no more They don’t love me no more (they don’t love me no more) I put my life on the line (life on the line) I gave you all that is mine But they don’t love me no more They don’t love me no more (they don’t love me no more) Verse 2 And now you look at me like I got it made I gave you a hand You fuckers want the arm and the leg Now look at the nerve these suckas is brave I remember at my very own show you aint remember my name –ha And now you trynna get a piece of my fame If you in a drought I wouldn’t give a drop of the reign No contest We are not one in the same I’m complex I just make it look simple and plain – yo! I was like King Kong You was that white chick In other words I carried you dog Is this the thanks that I get – yo! I am the king I am the highness These court jesters Throw stones at the finest I gave you truth I gave you heart I gave you kindness And now you fools Try to rebuke try to minus My very soul But you know how it goes Love you when you pitiful But send shots right as soon as your belly full – fucker Chorus Verse 3 Yo, I was just trynna have success I guess Nothing’s good if it’s in excess, hah I thought that doe was the exception I learned my lesson I lost friends caught depression I got the message I’m Optomist Prime Fighting with deception I aint even in my prime – nah I’m in my progression – listen Every second every minute Got a better flow But the new you couldn’t fuck with my three days ago So do yourself a favor And get yourself a job And if you really want me dead, then you should pray to God. Tell him that I be flawed. And that your karma’s perfect And if he grant your wish Then maybe I deserved it But if he show you signs That this world is mine Go kill yourself cause then the truth is that assonine My shorty told me “they gon hate you baby that’s fine But then you tell them ‘fuck the world’ until your shine,” yo Chorus
9.
Verse 1 (Top $ Raz) That Crack cause a helluva vex So round here its codename is Oedipus Rex I seen fiends get scared Gouge their own eyes out But they can still smell and hear When the pies out That crack rock bumpy like brail You feel it with your fingers while it measure on the scale Welcome to hell The humble don’t prevail Devil got it for cheap by crack on wholesale Thieves OT find we in the motel 6-6-6 Fiends ring on the doorbell Forgive us. Lord give us Strength to survive this world is so vicious They give us…more liquor Match made in hell our wives is Morticia I live ah in a Far Rock Jungle You get shot if they ever see you stack bundles You prayin to God why bother? When most girls get on their knees for our father In exchange for drugs for their mommas Poor daughters…where’s Karma? She been out since twelve on the corner Push up bra high heels and red garters Hopin’ for death Russian roulette different partners Suicide hard task but life’s harder RRRRAA!!! Chorus x2 It's a city it's a plague It's a goddamn shame Where we live What is? BX...Far Rock More stress...Hard Knocks Verse 2 (YC the Cynic) Even if you make it, congratulations But, you've got no forms of formal training Only way to survive the duration's, to pray to a pagan god or go Mason Go cry to Allah, Lord save'em from low wages, sub par subordination Cats willing to die to call Satan, with a false notary board to hold sanction Why you fighting so hard, stop straining We've yet to see a parade that's NOT raining Everyday of the week there's cops training To betray us...in our language It int worth the time to be patient Petty crimes get us a trial to be taken We aint even surprised they're playing favorites Who's in them court cases, Caucasians Don't dare to slip, coordination's a big part in being part of the correlation There's a definite raise in probation As soon as you reach a race and location Its an arm and leg to make payments Paper is worth nathan, thanks to Reagan You'd be getting a glimpse of trained hatred Better off being encaged for vacation Uhhh Chorus X2
10.
War & Peace 04:33
I could see the pressure getting closer to my iris I got that New flesh full metal mindset Ah, yes No stress I flex Terminator bicept One stretch, pick the whole world up I could lift the people like a motherfucking curl up What’s up?! Come again – LOUDA! Mic check- hold up… Son these cats for coming at your dad I’m Maximus, you more like a maxi-pad An activist for peace But I’m quick to jab Any motherfucker thinkin’ my shit’s to grab I’m on the map All crowds known to clap I go to war for the army of the boom and bap Bllat!-Bap! Thinker-breaker one nine I’mma study law, they still runnin’ from the one-time Go head, detonate, ready, set, blow mine And I’m like Voltron: My form’s ahead when it’s showtime – PEACE! CHORUS They only need a reason And I was only trying to give them something to believe in So tell me what it is, They say they want a reason Say the want war, But I don’t believe them So when you see him You lookin’ at a beast Cuz I take it to the jungle I don’t take it to the streets If you sending me a team What you sending it a feast But they don’t want war What they really want is peace – PEACE! Verse 2 New language, uh All mathematical Call me square root, cuz I’m radical I aint lookin at you, I be looking passed you They say that I’m cocky But aint nobody ask you – fuck off! I’m on! Higher level residence Lunch with the gods Having dinner with the veterans Over champagne they gon’ tell me who I’m better than All them Who’s that? I aint say a name I said all them! I’mma still shine even if the sky’s pourin… FUCK THAT, even if the sky’s fallin’ They whispering, Scared to say my name like abortion All rhymers say lines in caution I aint got a deal or endorsements But at showtime know I gotta get a portion Come from a Long line of Africana bossmen We the slaves giving middle fingers at the auctions – PEACE! CHORUS X2 BREAKDOWN Can yall hear me out there…uh Yeah…yeah..yeah- uh! I need you to believe! That…you…are…the new…flesh (repeat)
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Verse 1 With each step I'm stronger with ever breath Oh yes, my whole crew's like a talented tenth, uh. A ghetto boy turned Dubois Poor kind, trynna bring His grandmomma new joy The noise, failure ring too many bells The jail system like cancer To many cells Oh well, hard lines, Raz Fallen on hard times Map stars, trynna find God signs We all shine, in due time Black souls is fine wine In tune with the roots Of the Gods we intwined Uh, new flesh we entail for the new climb Of any old road or mountain that inclines Descendant of the slaves we upgrade Like a, Underground railroad equipped with a-trains We gon get bigger chips Flow more rigorous Futuristic black man They on that old nigger shit! Chorus x2 It's Au Revoir! Peace God I'm on to the next bar My phones off and I'm already on mars I don't budge, I don't Dodge New Flesh no room for the old scars
12.
THE MAN (free) 02:56
VERSE 1 I'm Poppa Joe Jackson, I don't give a fraction I'm what you pay to see like a paralyzed backspin Welcome to the faction. Let me bring the facts in You don't want drama, Cuz I bring the action-ask 'em Top Dolla's like a unabomber I got 'em all scared in the Hotel Rwanda Trying to survive, I'm suggestin' that you hide Cuz I'm performin' wack rapper mass genocide (HAA-HAA!) I know that you sick of them, come and get your medicine I'm the most feared revered of all reverends Cuz I bring the Gospel-brand new testament It's one sentence long, it go "PLEASE DON'T TEST THE MEN!" BRIDGE You see I go-go busy when I put on my city (HANDS UP-UP, HANDS UP!) And I flow so sickly got a few nurses with me (HANDS UP-UP, HANDS UP!) X2 CHORUS You could front if you want, but you know that you a fan But, on the really though I dont give a goddamn But respect is what is givin, it's something I demand- my suggestion is you- LISTEN TO THE MAN! LISTEN-LISTEN TO THE MAN! VERSE 2 Call me king or El Presidente Barack O'raz, sometimes I'm called sensei. Me nah give damn about the things that they say Cuz fuckin mine is no intellegente, comprende? Uhm hol' up puta this is no pelicula but- This is word playground 16 monkey bars We in charge living large Rest of yall are miniature Please don't get involved not at all You should get a job-huff! We run the race, while you run in place- huff! We the right clique but don't cut and paste - huff! There is no debate cuz we dominate- huff You know nothing given, know you gotta take Take the dinner off ya plate Top of that we want the cake You a bitch, eat it in ya face what you gon' say?- NUFFIN! so tell that sound boy stop frontin fo' It's boom bye-bye like Monopoly production - ah! BRIDE CHORUS VERSE 3 Ok uhm...I'mma give it a rest The message is sent, I already Said I'm the best But yet they contest, all yall need to confess Cross the chest, mere mortals need to repent I aint the man, I'm the god and you seem forget Obscene as it gets, all yall need to respect The long horned, strong armed, brahma bull emcee Please, turn all beef in to mince meat (ah!) Top Dolla R to the A-Z Kash, YC, OISD, we- True kings peasantry take heed Move unison, legs of a centipede We, wont stop We, hard knocks Plus blowin' spots, enemies blow cock! Got damn what, you still don't understand you should- LISTEN TO THE MAN- LISTEN-LISTEN TO THE MAN
13.
Get Mine 03:53
Chorus I’m gon get mine, I’m gon get mine Tell me to slow down but I aint got time Now, I’m gon get mine, I’m gon get mine Tell me to slow down, but I aint got time Now wont you get yours? Hold up, get lost No don’t wait for Kick down break doors Rather I take force than sit round pissed off Cuz they migh take yours Then take flight take off Verse 1 Gone, cannonball Royal like the Tenenbaums Coming from the gutter where they be letting that semi off But I like the challenge Tell ‘em to send me more They say I’m a demagogue You sweeter than demi moore Aw, very odd My flow is peculiar I said before but lemme tell you I’m a fuckin boss Paper got that semi gloss That mean I can kinda floss That mean on occasions don’t give a fuck what it cost Hah, you see me right? Looking for them city lights Haters hatin’ on your vision Trynna block your sight. But I aint stressing nah I stressing cuz my auro got plethora Of the early morning blessing hah- You could watch the sunshine Fighting with the sun rise ‘fore they called me top you know they used to call me Sun Raz it’s perfect timing every time that I be rhymin’ so you know my aka’s that oozie in the army linin’! Chorus Verse 2 Ah, bout to taste victory Runnin through the finish line Momma could you picture me? A goner Yes, on the way to makin history A loner Never in the company of misery And I’m gon’ get mine, I’m gon get mine Tell me to slow down but I aint got time Yes that boy grind See that boy shine? Now they all wonder how the hell he aint signed… For really though, how do I get overlooked When every week I gotta show Close to being overbooked I’m on every mixtape. 16 or over hooks Looking like a king like I’m on the side of all the rooks But I’m over it Tell them that I’m off that Might’ve fell in battle but the war I never lost that I could see the forecast Believe that Word to the curly hair on annie know the sun’ll shine clearly and Chorus
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Better Days (free) 03:26
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Golden (free) 04:07
Chorus You told me to stand up you told me to be strong Trynna find my path but I’m so far gone I been waiting on this corner for so goddam long But you told me stand up! You told me to hold on, what the fuck you mean? Verse 1 My knees so weak I got callus on my feet From all this fucking concrete But I’m still alive, so I could never cry, I’mma Grown ass man, better Whipe your eyes… See I’m still here, so I guess I’m doing fine I’m trynna build mountains My intelligent design My literary mind Drop bombs that’ll blow Like they literally mines. The shit is so divine So if I ever die Bury me with beats, or You can spread my ashes on the Far Rock beach, cuz Everything I said was for them Far Rock streets where Everything you wanted was to far from your reach My forearms bare My rolled up sleeves, but I gotta thank God No scars that I keep ‘cept the ones on the heart the ones on the soul I wonder if it matters if I never get the gold x3 Chorus Verse 2 What you fuck you mean I’m trynna stay clean I got snipers on the roof trynna kill my dreams Running out of patience Running out of time, pallbearers move a casket Through the center of my mind I’m your only friend that aint resort to crime I’m the only star that had dared to shine I was birthed in grime My access denied To the food and the water most take for granted I was takin them chaces I was looking for answers I was with the devil doing 2-step dances In a past life I was rolling with the Panthers Shot down by cops, I wouldn’t put my hands up- FUCK YALL! I shoot darts with each bar Is like art, Mozart And most all, I did it from the heart I did it from the soul I wonder if it matters if I never get the gold x3 Chorus What fuck you mean? It aint all what it seems My hand-me down jeans Got me busting through the seems Call me top dolla, you don’t know RASHEEM, you don’t know Where I been, you don’t know What I seen My whole life was like a Spike Lee Scene I seen handcuff when I was 14 They said, “wake up no time to dream, so You better stand up no time to lean!” But I…go hard go after this Till I’m a mothafuckin star like asterisk Flow godly, like I’m blasphemous I write rhymes on the rooftops of Nazareth And…I climb mountains, you climb charts I gain knowledge, you only trynna look smart Homey where your heart? Homie where your soul? Don’t you know that every thing that glitters aint gold? x3 FUCK THIS!
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nothing 04:22
Verse 1 My man Coole High said, “never say try, you either do or you don’t, you live or you die” Still on the grind. No never waste a second of mine I’m trynna build sandcastles out the sand of my time So if I make it mothafucka be glad for me I wasn’t momma’s favorite but I never had to be Nah…look out for niecey. She needs you more I was too young I couldn’t see it before Now that I’m older. It’s funny when I look at the past The same nights you might’ve cried homey, You might laugh. I wish we had a car But thank you for the train That’s how I navigate I make it through any terrain Simple and plain: no never I ever refrain That would be lame No second is ever the same Ha, the only moment’s the one you can grasp It’s only now, irrelevant the future or past CHORUS x2 Now I’m thinking bout the times we had nothing Nothing! …But that’s right now, you see I live for the moment Sound good don’t it? Don’t it? Now hands up if you want it! Verse 2 Now my love get tainted My heart get jaded Will I forget yall if I ever make it…nah Wont change not ever Still the same me Just the rhymes more clever Whatever, so fuck the future Toast to right now Shout out to everybody holding me down Uh, and god forbid Forget my chick, who came to my shows Still drove me back to the crib Knew it’s my time, she put a watch Over my wrist, so shorty’s a queen And I could never call her a bitch But…picture this When life gets picturesque I figure its gonna be harder to share a kiss I could see it now…I’m probably on tour And you’re at home steady thinkin’ that I’m with these whores So just pause…before our life switch gears And try to enjoy the moments that we have here, yeah Chorus x2

about

"....What doesn’t kill you will make you stronger, and if it doesn’t you’re already dead. This is Darwinism 101, the strong survive and the weak dies or learns to surround itself with the strong. Funny how all systems mimic that of the human body, from computers all the way to air conditioners, every system mimics the perfection of the human system. The same thing can be said about social system. Survival of the fittest mimics the survival of the body. What doesn’t kill you makes your body stronger. If you get chicken pox you’ll never get it again, you’re too strong for it. The scars we develop are tougher, thicker, and smoother than the skin before it. Beginning guitar players may complain about sensitive fingertips, but those strong enough to keep at it will soon develop callus that will protect them from irritation. These are all literal examples of “new flesh”, but like I said “The New Flesh” is less literal.
A woman dates an abusive man whose sole purpose is to beat and torture her. She survives the relationship, and not in the sense that she gets out of it alive, but rather she learns from it like the animals learn to adapt to climate change. It’s one thing to find a hiding place in colder climates, yes this can be seen as survival, but a woman that learns to never let another man hurt her like that again—now that’s like growing fur and becoming something brand new. That’s evolution. When she learns to love herself and choose to love those who will return it, she has become the new flesh. This is what “The New Flesh” means. It’s about being stronger in every sense of the word"

credits

released February 22, 2011

8,14 additional vocals by Grace K

1 prod. by Coole High and Thinker, 2. prod. by The Aqua League, 3,7 prod. by DJ Flow, 4,5,13,14 prod. by Coole High, 6. prod. by Spills, 8,10,11 prod. by Thinker, 9. prod. by J57, 12 prod. by J Monopoly, 15 prod. by KO Beatz, 16 prod. by Dr. Khil , 14 additional bass provided by Kyle McEwan, guitar by Harold Mccummings

Top $ Raz album "The New Flesh"

Executive produced by Coole High and Terrence "Thinker" Kelly

Recorded and Mix by Mic Blaque for Rhythm & Lyrics Studios

Mastered by Alejandro "Sosa" Tello Jr.

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