Yo me and my man fin to get on some disco Come on What you want Disco We got it for you Up up in the club we make 'em disco On the street corners make 'em disco come on What you need Disco We got more for you In the barber shops make 'em disco In the beauty shops make 'em disco come on What you want Disco We got it for you Thug ass niggas wanna disco Pretty ass uh wanna disco come on What you need Disco We got more for you Up up in the club Disco Uh come on and disco Come on I wanna see y'all take it there on the floor You wanted the Slum so we came with some more I hate y'all people who hate them people who Like to make y'all shake and make good music who Us, we coming in the pl-ace No time to conversate get funky like the bass Get down to the sound cuz the Slum is on the tr-ace Don't worry about the Sobe cuz the Slum is on the c-ase Dirty District, dusty music The funk so nasty can make you lose a nugget If you want to, bring your bloozey Watch out for this one, this here's a doozey What you need Disco We got it for you Up up in the club we make 'em disco On the street corners make 'em disco come on (Yeah) What you want Disco We got it for you We got the funk to make you disco Elzhi drop a verse to make 'em disco come on Don't sell yourself to "Fall In Love" You're in "Climax" cuz after it's done then "Go Ladies" I mean what's up with all the "Jealousy" You knew that it was you, her and me You tryna "CB4" you better "Raise It Up" Out of my crib take a cab Cuz "Conent Gardens" is where they flatten your wig This for a certain chick whose name remains "Untitled" This is "2U4U" and by you Got sick and tired of going "Forth And Back" Arguing about paper stacks, told you to "Hold Tight" But you stayed tryna "Get Dis Money" Asked you where my dough, you said "I Don't Know" I know the sex was "Fantastic" It's the "Thelonius" when I'm boning chicks It gets the mattress Girl "Tell Me" if you want something you can just Make plump and if so then keep your "Eyes Up" Now we buckwilding "What's That All About" "Once Upon A Time" you was down now we falling out Sweetheart we the "Players" You wouldn't understand if you bought Volume 2 from the bootleggers What you want Disco We got it for you Up up in the club we make 'em disco (Yeah) On the street corners make 'em disco come on (Yeah) What you need Disco We got more for you We got the soul to make you disco SV will drop the funk to make you disco come on What you want Disco We got it for you We'll make you disco Pretty ass women wanna disco What you need Disco We got more for you We got the funk to make you disco You wanna disco come on

Fake niggas, talkin' shit about me and my, my click What to do, what to do, what to do, keep ya eyes up Where you at, where you at, where you at C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, keep ya eyes up T3, keep yourself, respect Allah Jay Dee, don't do no parties for free no lie Baatin levatatin' up in the sky SV, got they eyes on the prize well uh SV, got they eyes on the prize well uh, SV, SV One on one, havin' some fun, in the master suite Two is better than one, let's make it a masterpiece You love it when my crew say we from the D You love it when my crew say we work for apathy I hate it when these motherfuckers player hate me Motor-bot, the executioner of wack emcees Motorbot makin' sure niggas is casualties Juggernaut, you can say my crew will never be soft SV, we the type of crew that never fall off Eyes up Where you at, where you at Where you at, where you at C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon Eyes up Jay Dee, don't do no parties for free, no lie Jay Dee, don't do no parties for free, no lie Jay Dee, don't do no parties for free, no lie Where you at, where you at, where you at C'on, c'on Say, my jam knocks We knockin' motherfuckers out they damn socks Remastered it's the S of the pad lock Been makin' money, I been had a fat knot Been loopin' up the shit to make ya head nod You say my jam knocks You can hear me coming off the damn blocks Since a kid I ain't never played wit damn blocks And I was never ever known to cock block Like jealous niggas that must wanna get socked Them niggas make me wanna cop a damn glock You say, say, say my jam knocks These ladies know, Jay, can make the bed rock Be hittin' like bam bam, in bed rock Compare the S to gators we them big blocks We stir fry mutherfuckers like a damn wop Rock and rule niggas like my man mop So when my band rocks, watch the bands flop You say my jam knocks You can say the S is the soul shock The soul shot known to make 'em shell shocked When devinous cats used to pop locks I steal earls, when I used to pop locks The S twist shit up like a dread lock You say my jam knocks, you say my jam knocks So keep ya eyes up Where you at, where you at, where you at [Incomprehensible] Eyes up T3, keep yourself, respect Allah T3, keep yourself, respect Allah T3, keep yourself, respect Allah It's like again y'all uh huh, uh huh, one, two It's like again y'all uh huh, uh huh, one, two It's like makin' money's critical rhyme written, lyrical Some emcees will never know what we keep on giving and Makin' music beautiful and we keep delivering y'all niggas to the fall And I ain't forgivin' it, I should do some ill sh, like, like Break your ligaments, then you would be feelin' shit Known to be doing shit and if you do some shit Know who you fuckin' wit Never fuck around with the click Don't fuck around wit the click You might get ya melon split Uh huh, again y'all, uh huh, one, two It's like uh huh, again y'all, uh huh, one, two It's like eyes up Where you at, where you at, where you at C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon It's like eyes up T3, keep yourself, respect Allah Jay Dee, don't do no parties for free no lie Baatin levatatin' up in the sky SV, got they eyes on the prize well uh SV, got they eyes on the prize well uh SV, got they eyes on the prize well uh SV, SV, SV, SV, SV

(Feat. Dwele) (Intro & Chorus) Real love, true love (It feels good girl) Tainted love (It's so good girl) real love True love (It's alright baby) tainted love, real love, true love Tainted love (Verse 1: T3) Think of her think of me, think about us it's a intimacy I'm tryin to strum like guitars in this beat And consider ridin she'll kick the blahzay spleen Plus, you got a man but he ain't quite me The type of man that try to give you what you need And, he wanna know where you are where you be Where you going where you today where you started to be (Damn) If I was him I wouldn't even leave I would trust you what you say that you are where you been Say, he the type of nigga that's still cheap Take his girl on a date and they go to Mickey D's See, I'm the type that try to style in a jeep Try to take you out to see things and occasionally creep Yeah your man is doing things I can't really see Don't sound too good it sound tainted to me (Chorus: Dwele) (T3) Real love (It's so real girl) true love (It's so right girl) Tainted love (It's real) real love (It's so good girl) True love (For real love) tainted love (Tainted) Real love (Yeah yeah) true love (It's so good girl) real love (Verse 2: Baatin) How many years does it take for a record to blow? I'm doin exactly how many licks it took for my hoes Spendin your cash flow cause she was so out hoe Scandal love, cause love full of scandal Too much chick for that ass she couldn't handle that Well it's the same tainted love in the music business People they lose thet brain just to get up in this Let's be a star for day, everything in life is just ok People say things they don't really wanna say Hey but it's ok cause your a star for the day People a smile at you when they really wanna frown Well a that's just the way tainted folk get down Just keep it real and, we'll see When the situation is tainted love is always free Love is always free love is always free (Chorus: Dwele) Real love, true love, tainted love, real love True love, tainted love, real love, true love, real (Verse 3: Elzhi) You say you love me but is it really real Would you, fix me green tea if I'm feelin ill Would you, give me a back rub to sooth after a long day Dinner by candlelight but your the main entree And if so I do the same with other treats to give you Trailin rose pedals from your door to beneath your pillow With a bucket of champagne on your night stand Experience with someone who want in they life span, the same (Outro: Dwele) Real love, real, real, everybody knows that love's real love Someone to trust in you for real Everybody need love that's real I would never want nothin tainted Wait a minute what you feel Faded if your lovin was tainted True, oh, I know true love is hard to find Just let it find you for real If you found love to keep it real Keep love from being tainted, being tainted Oooh do you, be, alright (T3: Just sit y'all, Dwele, on more time y'all come on) If you, be, alright...

There's somethin' I wanted to know Can we get closer? Yeah, baby Seems like I've waited to know Can we get closer? Girl you should come up for the week I'll make you cum from the tub to the sink Rubbin' your feet in a luxury suit Make sure you come with nothin' on just a long shearlin' And I'ma make ya toes curl up like they are earlin' I'll whisper in your ear, tell ya something Stick my tongue in ya bellybutton Reach down below, ya know I'm well sprung Hit ya from the back to get ya calfs tremblin' And pull ya hair 'til it's straight, you'll look half Indian Laughing, giggling with champagne bubbles tickle ya nose Before you I wouldn't throw my old nickels at hoe's I'm just glad we can get close, for breakfast in the mornin' We can fly out to Paris France for the French toast You made me wait so long and that's a good thing Now let me make ya candy rain' dampen your thong I hit it off like a champion strong, for real Your still bumpin' and grindin' even after the song but all along I, I There's somethin' I wanted to know Can we get closer? Yeah, baby Seems like I've waited to know Can we get closer? Let me talk to ya, feel me for a sec I love ya sassy ways I must confess Ya lookin' good girl, I hope you into sex Sort of a model type with a splash of innocence Ya fast charms, ass like ya mums I love that Tiffany charm that's hangin' from ya arm And if we get it on I'ma take her back to the fort Show her how I run game like an athlete in sport Sweety I can see that money ain't a thing Been doin' this for a while no need to explain it Ya doin' swell girl, ya never doin' poorly Ya know I'm hoppin' in whips just look at the jewelry Plus you need a man in your life Yo, someone who can hit it right, and plus got the right doe Plus I'll treat you like a queen Yo your place or mine I was thinkin' we should get close There's somethin' I wanted to know Can we get closer? Yeah, baby Seems like I've waited to know Can we get closer? A lot of cats have tried it I like to touch the na na, I I know you act real shy but Know you get down You are not that type we go Just keep it low and let it go No need to act up 'cause, I Know you get down Can we get closer tonight I'll make you cry Touch you inside baby, I Make you get down Hold you very close With or without clothes Public or closed doors We will get closer, yeah There's somethin' I wanted to know Can we get closer? Yeah, baby Seems like I've waited to know Can we get closer? There's somethin' I wanted to know Can we get closer? Yeah, baby Seems like I've waited to know Can we get closer?

Cruisin' through the universe (Cruisin', cruisin', cruisin', cruisin') Cruisin' through the universe (Cruisin', cruisin', cruisin', cruisin') Cruisin' through the universe (Cruisin', cruisin', cruisin', cruisin') Cruisin' through the universe (Cruisin', cruisin', cruisin', cruisin') Cruisin', cruisin', cruisin', cruisin', cruisin', cruisin', cruisin', cruisin' Cruisin' through the universe in my spaceship 'Cause Earth girls nowadays too basic Face it, look in the mirror, embrace it You're a thot What up, what up? I've been in the cut I don't give a fuck what's up, I feel it in my gut (Yeah, ayy) Shimmy, shimmy, ya, shimmy, yam, I don't give a damn Fuck the norm, liquor got me feelin' warm I'm headed to space with my team in a fleet of flyin' submarines Submerge a hundred years into the atlas, then we're clean When we surfaced, there was no need for money purchases But my Wiz still has Chanel purses I had a solid gold diamond encrusted book The sole purpose was to hold important verses Claustrophobic, they tried to bound me in COVID But my strand of DNA, it can not be decoded I told y'all this, put those laser guns away Before I black out and take your whole sun away My star cruiser with a flux motor, vodka with the club soda Ice in the cup holder, Bobby be that type of soldier That I wouldn't fuck over, turn to a supernova The rap Galactus, five emcees my daily quota My shuttle's a dream house, spa with a steam room Pool with a logo and backyard is a screenin' room Lookin' out my window, every view is a scenic view They say life's a dream, I say that you could dream it too Logic, Logic, yo They say life is but a dream, but I say that you could dream it too Yo, Logic, wake up What, what, what? Yo, it's like four o' clock We gotta go pick up Castro, you're performin' tonight Oh shit, alright, uh, but can we get some food first? I'm fuckin' hungry as shit Hell yeah, I'm starvin' Yo, throw me the keys Yo, Lenny, I just had the craziest dream, bro About what? Yo, I was on a song with the fuckin' RZA, man It was crazy and weird, I— I can't really remember it Oh shit, yo, I'll meet you in the car, I gotta piss first Oh, alright, cool Hey, you know what would be really crazy? If you got the whole Clan on a song one day Haha, yeah, right, Lenny Gotta get out this basement first

Work so fucking much my greatest fear is I'mma die alone Every diamond in my chain, yeah, that's a milestone People calling me, asking me for money, man The only thing I'mma give you motherfuckers is the dial tone Flashbacks of a youngin' sipping that purple Kool Aid Skipping school with my homies and chiefing reefer for two days Running from the law, living how I'm living, fuck 'em all Bumping Triple Six Hennessy in my cup, driving through the sticks Who the bitch riding with me? Man, the devil tryna get me Motivated, under-educated, and hated But finally getting cake like a happy belated Bitch I made it, we on Buy it, break it, roll it, light it, smoke it, inhale it Write it, record it, mix it, master it, press it up, unveil it Feel like I've been waiting forever, forever to inherit This is war, I declare it Time is money, I can't spare it Futuristic, so simplistic Please decipher my linguistics Slow it down, Robitussin I'm the king, ain't no discussion And now we blowing up like spontaneous human combustion My consumption is the illest Section eight, I know you feel this On the come up, where they run up on you for nothing at all Brighter than eleven suns, this the first, where my funds? EBT, that's the card I thank God, I thank God, but it's hard, but it's hard Work so fucking much my greates fear is imma die alone Every diamond in my chain yeah thats a milestone People calling me asking me for money man The only thing imma give you motherfuckers is the dial tone God damn, god damn, we at it again Me and my homies that know me blowing up like the Taliban Yeah, my stress up, but I'm blessed up Fuck around and get messed up When I murder the rhyme, I'm living divine You know that I'm one of a kind Lemme get it right now, ho Draped up and I'm dripped out, right now, ho Caked up 'til I cash out and I got 'em all wondering how, so On the down low, haters drown slow On the down low, haters drown slow Oh God, my God, we got it all right Oh God, my God, we gotta get it, right? These fuckers facades, they just a mirage, right? I said these fuckers facades, they just a mirage, right? Tell me that they love me, know damn well that they don't give a fuck I be on that finger flipping killing shit up in the cut That's what's up All these bitches out here tryna gas it up This is everything I ever wanted, I can't pass it up Life changed in a year, couldn't happen fast enough "Can I do it like you do it?" That's what they be asking us White Benz, black card, bitch better get your plastic up Man, this shit is hella hard, but we never acting up Live it up, hold on to your dream, don't ever give it up Finally had my share of success, and shit, I can't get enough Now they know my name through the nation Cause my single like that good shit, man, always in rotation Now they know Logic for Logic, not through my affiliations Stacking profit on profit, from this music I'm making Even Jesus had haters, so when you feeling forsaken Tell 'em jealous Judas is who this is, and man, that'll break 'em And bitch I'm still the same Dash of auto tune so y'all can feel the pain Broke as fuck, back in that basement, not a dollar to my name Chasing fame, chasing glory, 'til the day we make a story Positive that life ain't mine, bitch you can take that shit to Maury Work so fucking much my greates fear is imma die alone Every diamond in my chain yeah thats a milestone People calling me asking me for money man The only thing imma give you motherfuckers is the dial tone (Hello, no one is available to take your call) I been working hard, I been searching for God I been working hard, I been searching for God (Please leave a message after the tone) Little brother, this is your sister, you're busy, I get you But I insist you call me back cause I miss you I wish you well, well, I wish you would call Cause lately you feel like I'm just not your sister at all, all I'm sorry for calling and balling, I'm all in And I feel like I'm falling lately, it feel like my children hate me You tell me I'm beautiful and yet no man wanna date me Haunted by vivid memories of that man who raped me And lately I, I feel more like mommy, I know I'm me, but still You always seemed to pick up the phone and somehow I feel Better, but you been answering me lesser and lesser So I resorted to the pills in my dresser, I'm gone As as for he left and he ain't coming back I hate the man, if I see him I swear I tell him that No longer cooking crack in my kitchen, cutting, selling that He broke my heart, that relationship been to hell and back I been working hard, I been searching for God I can feel the Devil around me as they all applaud Promise you won't forget me, that you'll always be with me And even when you gone I can call whenever he hit me Under pressure, I've been feeling under pressure Hey, son, this is your father, don't mean to bother How are you? Heard you were in town, but I never saw ya Tried to call ya, where are ya? And Paris, what a beautiful destination And perish right by the Eiffel, come now, please don't be spiteful Of all my small talk, I think we're overdue a long talk When I see kids around the way I say "hey, I'm your dad" It gets me thinking of incredible moments we've had And on the real I'm trying so hard not to bug you But do you think you could stop rapping about my drug use? I'm two years clean, no longer a fiend Yeah, I'm 57, but I feel 19 And I love you I swear, Bobby, I know you're there And when the time is right I know that you gon' take care Of anything I need, of your family Can I have some tickets to your next show? Would you stand with me? Can I have some money for my new honey that's hella fine? I forgot to mention I got divorced from your step-mom My mind going crazy, but I still look hella calm Maybe you could tell beep I've been feeling under pressure Hey, what's up, bro? I didn't want much, man, just calling to see what's going on I know you're busy Dad hit me up, it's his birthday today, but I know you know that Yeah, he calling, he be tryna introduce me to his new chick and stuff, man, I don't know how to handle that I don't wanna tell him like nah, I ain't trying to meet her off top, you know So what you think I should do? Text me, I know you're busy, dawg But he been calling me saying he wanna come down, he wanna bring his new chick and Brenda's like "Damn, he really tryna rock out with his new chick" Cause you know we all talk to Debbie But I don't know, I don't know how to tell him this shit so Just hit me back whenever you got the time, man I know there's more shit on your plate You ain't gotta hit me, dawg, but if you do I'd appreciate it When you back, love you, do your thing Swag RattPack all day, boy Alright, nigga Yeah, dear family, I'm so sorry that I've been distant Everything changed in an instant, my time has been inconsistent I know that you been insisting, I know that birthday I missed it I swore I told my assistant, but I guess my mind is in another place Thoughts often in another world, I started seeing another girl It fell through, man, what a world But I'm so focused on my craft, on employing my staff Such a perfectionist, I can't even finish this draft This letter to the ones I love, the ones that I miss Brothers and sisters that hit me up just to reminisce Meanwhile people outside of my blood asking for favors I don't owe you a fucking thing, you best switch your behavior Truly remarkable how I barely know you, but somehow owe you When you don't even know 'bout the shit I go through We ain't spoken in a while, tell me sister, how your child? Come now, girl, give me a smile, come on, girl, don't do me foul Sorry I ain't call before, but I'm calling you right now I heard that you was popping E, stop resorting to the vile How my mama, how she doing, does she know what I'm pursuing? I ain't talk to her in years, that relationship she ruined But sometimes I wake and wonder just what the fuck I'm doing They say family is everything, I swear that shit the truth I should spend it all with y'all, but I spend it in the booth This is everything I love, this is everything I need Never sacrifice this feeling even though my heart it bleed This is everything I love, everything I need Never sacrifice this feeling even though my heart bleed Under pressure, I've been feeling under pressure Hey, son, I'm sorry I missed your call today, but I was in an AA meeting A friend of mine was celebrating four years so I couldn't get you right then And then when I called you wouldn't even answer or whatever Just wondering how things are going Jenn and I aren't together anymore Living on my own, you know Anyway, the whole family, even the ones you don't know My sister, some of your aunts that you've never met are very proud of you. Your cousins just love you too. Anyway, son, I love you, I just want you to know that. And just keep grinding, you know. And I don't wanna hear you joining the Illuminati. Then I gotta jail you out. I love you, son. So