Sour Milk

by Gigio X Joey Shellz

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"Once upon a time in Fairfield, California..."

IF IT'S BAD, LET IT GO.

SOUR MILK was written in the fiery spirit of the underdog's never ending resistance against oppression & conformity.
This is a 707 story written by rapper Gigio, brought to you by hip hop producer, visionary & fellow Scorpio JOEY SHELLZ.

"Get up!" - Chuck D voice

watch the video for the title track "Sour Milk", directed by Dren Doh, here:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=tUfKutdgoNI&feature=youtu.be

credits

released 16 November 2011
BEATS: JOEY SHELLZ
RHYMES: GIGIO

all rhymes by Gigio except for "Weekend Wings" ft. Fluent, "Element of Surprise" ft. The Mighty Leeban, "The New Breed" ft. Hollywood Keefy

melody, keys & co-production on "History" ft. Gaelan O'Neill.

Executive producers: Joel "Joey Shellz" Thomas & Gigio Cordova

2011

www.reverbnation.com/joeyshellz
www.associatedfresh.bandcamp.com

www.twitter.com/SucksToBeJoey
www.twitter.com/GigioRaps

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tags: 707 associated fresh bay area gigio grand sunz hip hop hip-hop/rap joey shellz rap soul Fairfield

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Track Name: A Dance of Transformations (intro)
Fuck the Media & Fuck the Government
No one understands me, they say I'm on some other shit
See me on a roof, naked, eatin' buttered popcorn
Countin' down Apocalypse, stunners on while I watch porn
Stingers out, man I'm not normal, Scorpion born
Torch scorchin' in my forlorn corridors
In my past life, I musta been a matidor
the way I do battle with these bull headed scavangers
A new day, man, these suckas can't see me
but they still smell me, bustin' like graffiti
Channel my inner evil, for the greater good
Makin' monsters out of children in every neighborhood
cuz kids get bullied, and no1 gon' defend 'em
My favorite kinda movies always leave an open ending
cuz life don't stop, the cycle must continue
like word is, that boy went psycho at the venue
The DJ was a bombaclat, with no respect for the art
So in an instant, the whole set got torn apart
Babylon must fall like Napoleon Bonaparte
I'm trail blazin' in a stolen go cart
So sharp, my mind is, a weapon,
cuttin' through the fabric of falsehood
cuz shit ain't all good
They tryna eye ya boy, I'm transmittin' holograms
While you chasin' my ghost, I'll be prayin' at the alter stand
cuz it's all a scam, I slave to the rhythm with a ball & chain,
in a far away land
Highschool weenies tryna pin the operation
How my hard work looks like hibernation
Hollerin' at my ex-girlfriends & tryna date them
It's all good, I taught her everything she know
So wife her ass up while I'm peddling to the show
On stage like a beast, you will never really know
So save your opinions & feeble speculations
Every fuckin' thing doesn't need an explanation
How bout this?, Suckas frenzy in fear
when the unknown's apprehending their plastic hemisphere
like an advanced alien race of upperclass savages
reciting ancient rap passages
The Mack's hazardous, Puerto Rican b-boy
Shatterin' mini egos when I reload,
Reap what you sow, that's the fine laws of nature
Since I was a cub, all my nerves sensed danger
and now I thrive on it, while you duck and hide
shuck and jive, Gigio is a weirdo, Hell yeah, fuckin' right
I shape shift the same way I take shits
& make hits, Into the abyss, Let's take a risk
Someone pull my finger, I feel like gassin'
If these suckas push my buttons, I just might smash 'em
I'm from the Flatlands, hoe, what you know about it?
I need a cat scan, this smoke is so cloudy
See me prowling on a ghetto Natalie Portman
riding her like the headless horseman,
She's screaming like a sports fan, I'm tryna procreate
bust a nut, produce little beasts, like Oh Behave!
The Freshness, that I Associate
is straight Golden State Warrior method, Don't be 'fraid
cuz Change Gon' Come, Like It Or Not
Try to slight me from my psychic thoughts, and I'll write you off
The past is the past, The love ain't the same
The funk got deeper than the blood lust game
Battle scars & permanent stains
Thoughts rage wild, triggered patterns of the brain
The milk's gone sour, but this is what we wanted
It's a lot iller when you finally confront it
Run from it, or take a stand
Look within yourself for the answer, I'm a grown man
I transform plus I know how to dance
I don't know who you are, but I know who I am, fucker!
Label me scum, once the tables have turned,
meeting's adjourned, Lucy I'm home!
Seven Oh Seven, Remain Hella Mainey
Put it down tuff for single mommies & they babies
Battle scars & permanet stains
Thoughts rage wild, triggered patterns of the brain
The milk's gone sour, but this is what they wanted
We a lot sicker when they finally confront us
Run from us, or take a stand
I behold the power of it all, I'm a grown man
I transform plus I know how to dance
I don't know who you are but I know who I am, fucker!
Track Name: Sour Milk
I must be a big time head
Why's that?
Your beezy give me big time head
I'm in the Flats like Gotham City,
with the odds against me
so I'm drinkin' hella Bud Light like Spuds MacKenzie
The bottom of a shotgun barrell,
You got it bad like Usher, feel it in your bone marrow
On the daily, bruh, what you see?
Really can't call it, it's just madness to me
Cats be lookin' harmless like the average dweeb
'till they bust in armed & rob your family tree
Shit is thick, man they shootin' outside
I'm inside, lacin' up a slap for your ride
Mob to this, I tried to tell 'em, Act cool
but they don't get it, They just do what they do
So I'm-a lay low, They say I'm fat
but it's all paid fo'
if it's bad, let it go!

IF IT'S BAD
LET IT
GO

I'm feelin' like a big time head
Why's that?
Your beezy give me big time head
Man I'm rollin' in a broken hooptie
Blowin' up dookie, Smoking on a doobie
What are you doing?
The Flats & The Suiys, That's the same thing to me
Don't even talk to me, I'm really tryna backyard boogie
Life is a gamble, mayng
I take chances,
so Funky in the Field, it's rancid
Thizz Face, We practice lookin' hard
Cuz Gangstas will pull ya card on E. Travis Boulevard
They shuttin' down schools & givin' the cops bigger guns
& Yuppies ain't trippin', like shit isn't wrong
but I seen it comin' all along
I was in the lab, banged out about 300 songs
If you go back & listen, you will hear me tell you what
cuz the city was burnin' down but nobody gave a fuck

IF IT'S BAD
LET IT
GO

Sour Milk, That's how it feels
Runnin' final hour drills in the house we built
'till the power tilts
Rotten Eggs, and a bad batch, She's a bad bitch
boppin' heads, She's popular, I'm on the edge
Bad breath, when I'm on the stage,
When I come home, savages all parade like Andele!
Tell my folks Yo I'm on the way
Fuck the drama, we got it locked, it's gonna be okay
We got babies to raise, We about to bring 'em up tuff
cuz they only things we got but nobody gives a fuck
& it's just enuff to fight every single waking day
when I'm tryna stay clean like I'm fighting tooth decay
Flip the bird to the ghetto bird, We bust arrows
at you pinche pendejos, You didn't get the memo
Maybe you shoulda listened but you didn't slap my demo
Now you wanna act like you know, so who's the Rebel?

IF IT'S BAD
LET IT
GO

Wake up, every single mornin'
the sour milk stays pourin'
the sour milk stays pourin'
Track Name: My Middle Name
It's all bad, I don't know my own strength
I think I'm too dope, I'm on a overdose binge
To the limit I push, cuz the world is intense
so I post with the poison like a cornerstore pimp
You know what? My middle name should be Game Face
Caveman, drawin' fire from a blank page
Hit the stage, break a leg, surf brain waves
I must be an alien, the earth's sucha strange place
And I don't fit in with none of you fucks, comin' up
Spit venom from the pit of my gut, or I'm bustin' nuts
on girls like squirrels, Shake it off then I buckle up
Winning is not enuff, I really gotta fuck you up
Rappers, I kill 'em, I eat my own kind
Young handsome cannibal, Unmatched in battlin'
Son, pass the antidote, I blunt ash the canopy
My comeback strategy, is nasty like allergies
Yuck, I was born as sick as a dog, thick in the fog
of Frisco, They didn't give me my shots
Moved to Fairfield, young beast lickin' my paws
Metal chains to the collar, draggin' big ol' balls
Mosquito suckers & flea biters kept tickin' me off
so I broke out, the fence, I was mentally lost
livin' in a world crossed like the Wizard of Oz
I let my fangs bang hard, like Dinner's on y'all
Rappers is straight ass like Nicki Minaj, that's not a diss
& no I'm not an apologist
Fuck the politics, I'm not with the shit
I'm rock solid as bricks, I spit polish, got you all in the mix
Hunt a young fox down, I just followed her scent
Swallowed a mint, & hollered, yeah I'm tryna father your kids
Beast life, Rewind, Chief Solano with the piece pipe
Seven-Oh-Seven got the joog, that's the cheap price delight

My middle name should be (what)
My middle name should be (what)
I don't know, I'm just way too hard
My middle name should be (what)
My middle name should be (what)
I don't know, I'm just way too hard

It's all bad, the rap game's in poor shape
but I'm still goin' ape, mapping out tour dates
Long hot summer, 10 shows, 4 states
Mother Fuck a pissing contest, I engage swordplay
You know what? My middle name should be Can't See Me
I'm in the cuts, feelin' the rush, to the brain, bleezy
You pushin' overnite fame & now your train's leaving
No pain, No gain, Mang, it ain't easy
What the feezy? What the heck?
Rep your city, Rep your set
Enuff of the talk, you need to cut the chat
it's time to the cut the check, what's up with that?
I go for tit for tat, I go bar for bar
like an alcholic, I party hard
mix work with pleasure, burst the sector
with the first amendment, my words is weapons
These rappers hoein' like they on the blade
Half-naked modeling, backstage cuddling & fondling
I'm like Pardon me, but I'm a fuckin' Gladiator
& y'all lookin' like some ballet failures
Bail ya out? Never, Get fresh on your own
I've never been a stepping stone, The beast should be left alone
Joey Shellz, that's my brethren, hoe!
And we been reppin' the seven-oh, for hella long, Let 'em know
I'm gettin' hella strong, and givin' a fuck less
on the daily, like Mac Dre, radio don't play me
I'm too hard, I Am Legend, You Little Famous
Twisted in the game, and by the way my middle name is...

My middle name should be (what)
My middle name should be (what)
I don't know, I'm just way too hard
My middle name should be (what)
My middle name should be (what)
I don't know, I'm just way too hard
Track Name: Danger Mouse
Beat ya at ya own game, That's my job
Reach ya from long range, like I'm practicin' golf
Been lettin' the whole world know, California go hard
I should be in the Hall of Fame, but they don't answer my calls
Go figure, See me like a bold middle finger
or smoke from the vehicle, roll down the window
It must be Gigio, the L's is official
I was always been a rebel like it's never been an issue
Blap Shellz at you but I've never held a pistol
I'm still doper than your fiance
and his crew fulla douchebags, with no steeze
Every time I hear them rhyme, I catch Z's like Zorro
Nice try, Step over, I'm about it, son
Take suckas to the outer realm, This is how it's done
Dopest Latino emcee since Big Pun, and then some,
Twitch venomous impulse
Ain't seen shit, well you about to be in some
Heavy Duty, What up bruhh, I heard you said you knew me
In that case, well why the fuck ain't your shoes laced?
Shoulda brought a helmet, cuz I'm knockin' off your toupee, today!

(DIAMOND of CRIME MOB sample:)
"Y'all fake, snitchin', lame & irrelevant
I'm the real deal, y'all just surrogates
And they wonder why I'm so arrogant?
Cuz I'm a mouse in a room full of elephants"

Stop, think about it, yo what u tryna say?
I got points in mind that I've been dying to make
They lie, to your face, now peep the irony,
like De La, 'cuz I'm High as the Stakes
You as dry as a lake with no water, what the fuck happened?
Nevermind, You musta been a flash flood
bad accident, I'm from the Bay witha strange accent,
I'll eat your face like a praying mantis,
Hi-Yah! Stick songs in your head like Hey Ya!
Grab the fuckin' mic, and no I never ask May I?
That's outrageous, We pack out houses
Rock bluecollar blouses & macked out gangstas
That sounds dangerous, Yeah, it would, wouldn't it?
when all the work you put in it, is hoodwink counterfeit
bit off the ol' chip from the block, that's a lot to chew
Birdbrains keep sqwuakin' like cockatoos

"Y'all fake, snitchin', lame & irrelevant
I'm the real deal, y'all just surrogates
And they wonder why I'm so arrogant?
Cuz I'm a mouse in a room full of elephants"

Stupid doo doo dumb, ridiculous, hyperactive
Fruity loop the drum and spit to it, that's a classic
Ain't no future in yo' frontin', young newjack hasbeens
reverse craftin', fuckin' off your verse for the adlibs
Step backwards, None of it works, Impersonators
cursin' they careers, cuz they thirstin' for the paper
See me like the Vapors, and it's funny you wanna be me
when y'all the ones flossin', and you stuntin' like money's easy
I'm sneezin' like somethin's freezing, I'm sick and the game is cold
Lookin' for another stage to blow
No lane, Make your own, or sell out like H20
in a bottle, Funny style male models
Man I keep my shirt on, And still take the girl home
You didn't know? Well now you do like Word, Homes!
Young player with the spits so vicious
Hands in the air, if you feel it, get twisted!

"Y'all fake, snitchin', lame & irrelevant
I'm the real deal, y'all just surrogates
And they wonder why I'm so arrogant?
Cuz I'm a mouse in a room full of elephants"
Track Name: Weekend Wings ft. Fluent
Me, You, A Couple of Friends
Chippin' all in on all night fling
So you can spread your wings, when the beat begins
& when it stop, don't trip, we gon' do it again
Me, You, A Couple of Friends
Chippin' all in on all night fling
So you can spread your wings, when the beat begins
& when it stop, don't trip, we gon' do it again

Yeah and tonite, we gon' reach them heights
Make you come out your seats when we freak these mics
All I see is the light, shinin' bright, baby girl,
I'm on a good one
Lucky as fuck, I think I mite hit the jackpot
and that's you, boo, I just hit it,
Should I let 'em know?
Yeah, tonite's kinda special though
Skip Fairfield and hit Santa Cruz or Frisco
maybe take a Tahoe trip
hit the club, rip it up at the taco truck
Drinkin' everything yo, how we got to' up
Come closer, and light that blunt
and another one, keep it comin', they bumpin' Big Pun
and Joe now
We laughin' it up, you grindin' on me
backin' it up, I'm two-steppin', like that's what's up
See me again next weekend, you love it, and I know that
Bring some friends this time, let's make it fat

Me, You, A Couple of Friends
Chippin' all in on all night fling
So you can spread your wings, when the beat begins
& when it stop, don't trip, we gon' do it again
Me, You, A Couple of Friends
Chippin' all in on all night fling
So you can spread your wings, when the beat begins
& when it stop, don't trip, we gon' do it again
Track Name: Elevate
Bring it back, chop it up, don't hesitate
Get something like ghost when we navigate
We roll deez with ease, let's get it settled straight
I have a question, Can you elevate?

Yes, I'm bizzack, witha coat & a beanie on
Wintertime in America, what it mean to y'all?
There's cold porridge on the stove in the pot
and them lil' kids watch, like C'mon make it hot
Form storms in the streets with my homegrown plot
cuz the weak don't see, we as strong as an ox
I'm fly as a hawk, I drop the code
in the seven oh seven, where I cop my dro
Step your weight up, young buck, and check them things around you
cuz they'll hound you soon as they let them clowns loose
She got wings, like a one of a kind
I said, Go on, baby girl, cuz I want you to fly

Bring it back, chop it up, don't hesitate
Get something like ghost when we navigate
We roll deez with ease, let's get it settled straight
I have a question, Can you elevate?
Bring it back, show it out, don't hestitate
Pull under, let it go, when it escalates
We roll deez with ease, just let us demonstrate
I have a question, Can you elevate?

Opposite impostor, no ordinary child
but what's normal any how? I was born to be wild
A lotta people act shady like they born to be foul
I've seen sheep flock to the kill in an orderly file
Wow, I wish I was jokin'
I'm outside the gates, tryna get open,
You been hittin' that move for a minute now
but peep, I gotta different style, Show you what I'm really bout
Cold stuntin', with the game elevated
cuz we all relatives, once the point is related
Yeah you know what I'm sayin', The music stopped playin'
The walls started cavin', so I had to get creative
The fall of a menacing plot, man I'm harder than heartbreak
and I don't tolerate nor partake
they pullin' our strings with false strength, that's what it is
You ain't live, like us, we do realer shit

Bring it back, chop it up, don't hesitate
Get something like ghost when we navigate
We roll deez with ease, let's get it settled straight
I have a question, Can you elevate?
Bring it back, show it out, don't hestitate
Pull under, let it go, when it escalates
We roll deez with ease, just let us demonstrate
I have a question, Can you elevate?

Bring it back, chop it up, don't hesitate
Get something like ghost when we navigate
We roll deez with ease, let's get it settled straight
I have a question, Can you elevate?
Bring it back, show it out, don't hestitate
Pull under, let it go, when it escalates
We roll deez with ease, just let us demonstrate
I have a question, Can you elevate?

Young mackin', I'm pimpin', hella spectacular vision
I don't be smackin' no bitches, cuz I'm a straight shooter
Paint a picture so vivid, I get real fly when I'm spittin' it
in your eye, young wise guy, shake & mover
Bay commuter, paying toll, while they time me
Grinding, ain't nothing cute, when it's grimey
Find me, making that loot, just str8 rhyming
That's why she, say I'm the truth, She's not lying, see!
I elevate the flow, cuz they neva take it slow,
hella late to the show, I twist your cap off
Put my finger to your brain, trigger the remains
of a stimulating flame, like NASA
blast off, Pants sag cuz ya boy rappin' his ass off
Tell me What's happening dawg?
Another notch in the fat catalog
The Flats is still hard, Gigio is still raw?
No way...

Bring it back, chop it up, don't hesitate
Get something like ghost when we navigate
We roll deez with ease, let's get it settled straight
I have a question, Can you elevate?
Bring it back, show it out, don't hestitate
Pull under, let it go, when it escalates
We roll deez with ease, just let us demonstrate
I have a question, Can you elevate?
Track Name: History
Eh-yo the flow makin' history, Thank you all for listening
Quote me on it literally, My folks gave me energy
Joey conduct the symphony, I'm bold as simplicity
Break the mold lyrically, the dopest of the century
Blowin' smoke up the industry, Why they wanna pickle me?
I'm more like a pepper, hot jalapeno rap
Step off stage, the players gave me daps
Shorty grabbed my coat for me like a gangsta mack
Reporter ask me what it is, I said the Bay is back
Big smile cheesin', Raisin' my glass
Cuz it ain't been pretty when I'm showin' my ass
blue collar cash compromised like street money
True, holler back, live on the beats, sunny
yo that was my grand entrance,
I miss my grandmomma, and all my lil' cousins
That's what it is, but you thought that it wasn't, remember?

My flow makin' history, dopest of the century
Quote me on it literally, I really hope you're listening
My folks give me energy, so I can bring the remedy
Realistically we the illest, no trickery
Quote me on it literally, I write my own history
Shoutin' our positioning, we started out whispering
We bringing down the industry, My voice is the remedy
My flow make history, Create classics instantly

Little emcees tickle me like Mini Me
but then again, I take this shit seriously
Delerious, G, Eddie Murphy, That's a standing ovation
Pantie hose lacin'
little chicas moisten, my voice and my poise
See me on stage with my boys, making noise
He be on one, then we be gone, one
See me next time, lookin' better, my message relevant
and I'm gettin' hella healthy,
while these emcees fallin' off like Elvis Presley,
Something tells me,
to keep goin', and never stop
To the top like the Jeffersons, with the rebel hop
All my Fairfield Hustlers stay gettin' guap
All my Hard Time Workers, keep reppin' hard
I'm in traffic 'till the revolution's televised
Rest In Peace, Gil Scott, Legends never die
Put your hands to the sky like Testify
No justice, No peace, All my people rise
Cuz this is our time, and this is my rhyme
God Bless the life line, I'm...
one of a kind G
I'm dope, so you remind me
and I thank you so kindly
Lodi dodi, we like to party
G hella prolific like a young Bob Marley

My flow makin' history, dopest of the century
Quote me on it literally, I really hope you're listening
My folks give me energy, so I can bring the remedy
Realistically we the illest, no trickery
Quote me on it literally, I write my own history
Shoutin' our positioning, we started out whispering
We bringing down the industry, My voice is the remedy
My flow make history, Create classics instantly

Boys & girls
this is your world
Don't let 'em tell you different
Filter out the noise
Young misfit, I didn't fit in
A lot to say but I held it in
but now I'm hellbent on gettin' it
Bustin' helmets & rippin' shit
Smokin' Ls & takin' trips
Posted with my heroes out front, rollin' blunts
Soakin' up this good life, doin' too much at once
& I can give you the scoop, we can do lunch
I never passed up on a hunch, or a chance to spread love
Give it up to the ancestors, they blessed us
Guess what? Right now, my crew is the next up

Associated Fresh y'all!
Track Name: Element of Surprise ft. The Mighty Leeban
Time
A rhyme no mind can't outriddle
Illusions
Pollution, you'll never escape
What you don't know
will kill you
On the whole, we will never be safe
Time
A rhyme no mind can't outriddle
Illusions
Pollution, you'll never escape
What you don't know
will kill you
On the whole, we will never be safe

Occupy your mentality first
cuz they passin' down the curse
that's how it works
Ignorance & hatred stems deep in the nation
like the blood that paved these streets
Bring the power back to the MC
Who stole the soul? Seven-oh, P.E.
Revolution time, Rise to the occasion
Mappin' out our plan of attack, in the basement
Beneath the Underdog, the cause is the rock
they trottin' to the slaughterhouse, don't follow the flock
like livestock,
Brains sprung in the maze lost
Betta 'Wake Up' like Dregs One, the Bay's hot!
And we still got game
Connect the current to the people with my hip hop slang
Until I'm hanged
Mercy Me, We got work to do
You gotta hustle for the people when they turn to you

Time
A rhyme no mind can't outriddle
Illusions
Pollution, you'll never escape
What you don't know
will kill you
On the whole, we will never be safe
Time
A rhyme no mind can't outriddle
Illusions
Pollution, you'll never escape
What you don't know
will kill you
On the whole, we will never be safe
Track Name: Your Grief Is My Drug
Back in the day, suckas said, Quit rappin'
to the young Latin kid, imagine that happenin'
Lone wolf in the home of hyphy
cuz there's no 1 like me, man my flows is original
Save that there, man I'm hip hop
Rolling like a stone, and I don't bump crap rap
Young G, thuggin' out on the skill
Buggin' out in the Field, with the sour milk spill
Ugh, I didn't mean to offend
I'm just so gifted, I drop hella gems
I'm so special with the flow next level
Before my time, like I arrived ahead of schedule
Mic checkin', ready to work out these demons
Devils, Or whatever aggression you believe in
Leavin' my impression on your head like cement
Costs to the top of my lungs, now I'm screamin'

You can't defeat me
but I dare you to try
I'll be a thorn in your side
until the day that you die
I'll be the hate that you love
your one & only true reason
that you can't rise above
because your grief is my drug

Steve Urkell, my rhymes is stupid
All at ya door like the neighborhood nuisance
Quite intrusive with the Shellz exclusive
I'm really quite dangerous, my thoughts are wreckless
My raps are infectious, they do they own thang
Boogie to the beat how I let my mood swing
A Raw Dog Rider, See me tomorrow
in the middle of the madness, chillin' like Waldo
Cuz that's all I know, make girls
shake they ass & that's all right tho
Hear me speakin' out of turn, man that's my right to
Ay-yo you'll never be the same once I one night you
like King Arthur
she's on deck, and We on next
Yeah beezy, I'm-a eat off this, I need flesh
my Devil Horns, Forever scorned, from the
lessons I never learned,
Northern California, teleport!

You can't defeat me
but I dare you to try
I'll be a thorn in your side
until the day that you die
I'll be the hate that you love
your one & only true reason
that you can't rise above
because your grief is my drug

One time, I'm stayin' alive
This goes to my people graduated 05
from Fairfield High, Go hard when you slap this
Do the most, Act out, We livin' the fastest
and I'm splittin' a fascist in his face with a combo
str8 to your jawbone, like Chief Solano
Seven-Oh is the stronghold, why wouldn't it be true?
Gettin' on your nerves cuz I'm good at what I do
Sometimes, I zone out when I'm ill in the Field
but I bring it back to G, and that's why I'm real
Could do a number of numbers, I studied you actors
but I stayed undercover with the cuddiest factors
in the Bay, even rocked shows in LA
with AF, Yeah, I gotta have it my way
The Highway, See me smashin'
like Scorpio Rising,
Buildin' on your grief, enterprisin' like...

You can't defeat me
but I dare you to try
I'll be a thorn in your side
until the day that you die
I'll be the hate that you love
your one & only true reason
that you can't rise above
because your grief is my drug
Track Name: The New Breed ft. Hollywood Keefy
Oh boy, they don't know me well
My stories real, since I honed these skills
Hold the mic like the Holy Grail,
Gigio do the most, & that's Joey Shellz
Gave me the beat & I'm-a rip it
Save your receipt in case you miss it
Get a one way ticket
Take a seat and get lifted
My dope's too potent
Showin' out like we old school loc'in'
& pop lockin', Yeah they seasoned me right
Keepin' it tight, one billion, fuck the ceilin',
reach for the sky,
Hella rats tryna dirty up the game
but it don't make a difference when they burnin' up in flames
Pause for the cause, Look pretty for the picture
Gotchya, Really was a pity how he did ya
A monster, illy to the mental, with the lengua
Breakin' & enterin' your system with my ninjas
Takin' your ends & flip 'em better,
Your boyfriend hella bitter,
He tryna rhyme like the mega spitter
but my vision's broad, like I'm eyin' a bad chick
Bay Cat, New Breed, Rap Shit

Who we? The New Breed!
Bum Rushing the Show at full speed
You see it!
So be easy baby
Yeah you see it!
So take it easy baby!
Track Name: Out Myself
What it do? Long time comin'
You picked the wrong one, I'm about mine, cuzzin
Ay-yo, catch up, I'm born to hit the road
Rolling stone blowin' every corner of the globe
They tryna clone me, They tryna take me out (take me out)
but they don't know me, they can hardly make me out (make me out)
from the shadows that fear cast for the forecast
Something like hot tear gas, man it's all bad
I thought I told ya, I'm way too much
I been at it for years, I'll lace you up
I seen a whole lot, You wouldn't believe me
'till you saw me in the kitchen, cookin' ya beezy
Ha, I'm jokin', I like to act a fool
while you suckas lookin' lost tryna figure what to do
Hella mad cuz I'm fuckin' with Joey Shellz
Tryna do me in but first I'll out my own self

Man I'm out myself,
I'm way too much,
They say I'm out of control
cuz I don't know what
and I show out tough
Man my style is way too cold

Big spitter, ridiculous lyrics, and my click's
wig splitters, man the shit's so serious
I'm about my biz, like Markie,
You ain't heard a style like this, I'm gnarly, far out
smoking the car out, going the hard route
bleeding on the beat, pouring my heart out
now that's self destruction, I do it best (I do it best)
Better than you, So don't test
Man I'm out myself, in St. Elsewhere, hell yeah
I'm too sick for this bullshit, too strict
with the power, I devour many cowards, it's not worth it
so I'm at myself, like even God's not perfect
You can't phase me, So go & shoot the deputy
Cold shit, I'm my own worst enemy
You wish it was you though, but you don't know me
You can't even see me, but you can blow me though


Man I'm out myself,
I'm way too much,
They say I'm out of control
cuz I don't know what
and I show out tough
Man my style is way too cold

And by the time you can decode this one
I'll be on the road, bruh, we blow big blunts
I came deep from the abyss, son
and I'm goin' back home cuz the stone don't miss none
I drop knowledge & ya beezy gives wisdom
I'm diabolic, cheating risks to the system
You rugrats follow too many rules
I put it on the shelf, yeah there's no way I'm-a lose
so you can make a Gigio voodoo doll, good call
I still doodoo on you all, to the stall, and to the bank
with ya dreams, nightmare, the way that there played out huh?
Tough luck, if only we never ever came out huh?
Man I'm out myself, you don't know what that means
You little time mini-you, stay caught in between
You don't know my story so you make things up
I do battle with myself just to shake things up, yup!

Man I'm out myself,
I'm way too much,
They say I'm out of control
cuz I don't know what
and I show out tough
Man my style is way too cold
Track Name: Horn Dog
I'm not this guy, I'm not that guy
When I go off, you gon' know what the time is
Beats bustin, your head throbbin', we got a problem
Slammin' rocks on your intellect, hard to your noggin
I'm so grimey, Don't need you fuckin' posers to cosign me
Critics talk shit like O'Reilly
I'm postal service, mail man, hella cold on the surface
droppin' bombs when I'm workin', curb surfin'
Okay, I got my cool back, This should be a cool track
Something for the bitches cuz they love it when we do that
Fuck that, Screw that,Enuff of that, Move back!
Rush this mothafucka to the clubs cuz they need that
ASAP, I still crush a mic with feedback
I just scream even louder, while I'm squeezin' my nutsack
like I got blueballs, huge balls, horndog
Yeah I see all you cornballs, Fuck y'all
Middle fingers up, I just won the Oscar!
I'm the dopest ever, fuck a double entendre
and a sponsor, and a bouncer, and an announcer
Scorpio, but I'm illin' like a Cancer biyotch!

When we go off, you gon' know what the time is
When we go off, you gon' know what the time is
Shellz let the beat bang, through the fuckin' ozone
I'm a beast mayn, no control, I'm a horn dog!

Sabotage, It's a Sabotage
This is Hard Rhyme 101, Back on the job
like it's been a long time, I shoulda never left you
Uncle you sucka emcees, is my nephews
& nieces, tear you mothafuckas to pieces
F you, If you wanna get rescued, call Jesus
or Haysus, You ain't safe, I break rules
Joey Shellz, Gigio, That's Ace Deuce
I make moves, I pay dues, I eat pork
I go ham, Awol, y'all, I ditch court
I catch wreck, what you expect? I live on a fault line
& I rhyme like the greatest of all time
Muhammad Ali, My posse is too much
Rudeboy emcees, burnin' the roof up
doofus, Silverstone, all you hoes is clueless
Don't know who the truth is, Ya idols are garbage
retarded, poor excuses, to true artists
I've had it, markin' all you maggots like targets
Whatever, Failure is not an option at all
Y'all ain't gangsta, you shop at the mall, you ain't raw!

This ain't the rap that you used to
Call it what it is, It's a slap cuz it bruise you
once it hit ya, Reverse Bob Marley theory
I'm bringin' the pain, lames, holler if ya hear me!
Severely, Critical condition, I slept ya
Swept ya under the rug, drink ya blood like nectar
Hector Comacho
Watch yo' mouth,
Who taught ya how? Man that's not yo' style
Rock the crowd, You do not know how, pal
You ain't my friend, you copycat clown
I can't be locked down, but these suckers gon' try
Go for it, You'll never take me alive, motherfuckers
I'm hard as the nails that they crucified Christ with
Devilish, Superfly sight for your eyelids
Your girl is my pilot, She's in my cockpit
flyin' me high, cuz my venom is toxic,
I'm sucha bad man, Break rules no other man can
Joey Shellz make the beat go blam
Slam, Damn, Off with ya heads
Knock you out like LL momma said