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Crisis (intro)
02:36
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AKK
03:11
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Do It [produced by 87]
04:15
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BURN
03:24
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Burn (Never Rest Until..)
Let me begin this recitation
Tale of surburbia with a city education
Resolution so clear your swear you can feel the vibration
Copied and xeroxed they are just imitations
Of the blazing hot cajun flow of a man caged in
Enraged from long days of seeming enslavement
I live each word in the sentence or seen it from the position
Of the claws or paws, nigga, talking that bare witness
Boo! Scare niggas its too many scared niggas
Rolling a pair of swishers to sit in the air with us
Chill, pull up a chair nigga, let me spin you a tale
Of my angel sent from heaven and how she sent me through hell
And swore to me her loyalty but the mission was failed
When my wings were gone, for another she fell
And I just footed the trail, rolled it lit and inhaled
Left sand at a beach, Ima send her some shells
I'm a nigga for real, yet we the last real niggas
Why dont you hit up your girls to be last real wit us
We could do us some dancing pantsless like in a strip club
Turn on a camera phone and take some last real pictures
No paparazzi, they aint trying to watch me
But yo do you got friends and uh none of em stocky
I dont need Laila Ali hanging with Butter Bean
Sorry that came out mean but uh you know what I mean
Quit playing, just saying facts, looking out for the team
And save it they got rabies or crazies from bad dreams
I like this relaxed scene, keeping stress to a minimum
Phokuzd soaking in sweat, the crowd full of adrenaline
Rocking to the jockey while he murderlize a synonym
Venom of the suburbs with the diction of the tenaments
Ice grilling the niggas while wondering where his woman went
Tell em life is short don't miss a chance to fill this dick
I'm still the man and I'm killing it
I'm in demand cuz they cant stand this ignorance
From the city of Dilla, my niggas flipped every different switch
In the building til the system hit and the ceiling went
Feel me vent, keeping cool the streets hot as the weather
They out here taking your glasses shoot and rob for the leather
The hunger and thirst burst in the summer got em killing shit
But the weed got better my niggas still roll and twisting it
Stressful makes strong and then successful
And past regrets I live with, better you let go
Never you next know that bullet time like the buses
Never know when it comes you gone without any question
My nigga wise up, open your feeble mind you'll see the blind
Lead the blind in this wicked land but its feeding time
I keep inclined to keep a nine or something, you see they eyes
And its only a while they plan to keep a sheep alive
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Damn
04:26
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Conspire
02:51
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Ops Populus
03:19
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Feel Good
03:50
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bitches
05:02
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Real
02:34
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Phokuzd Detroit, Michigan
An ear for music and a knack for wordplay may just be the signature for one of the hardest working unsigned artists coming out of the Detroit metropolitan area! Since his 6th grade econ class, Phokuzd (also known by monikers PITA and TenEightyP) has been bringing the skill of a true poet to the hip hop world. ... more
Phokuzd recommends:
My brother, TyKoon, dropped his FIRST mixtape in 8 years of rap history. And after so long in the shadows, my bro came hard. This is a CLASSIC DEBUT!!!
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Reals.First.Never.Last
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LAST REAL DEBUT TAPE! CLASSIC. That is all.
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