1. |
4 Everybody
02:14
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2. |
Truly Yours
02:22
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3. |
Format
03:17
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4. |
Alive
03:34
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LYRICS (also on rap genius)
[Intro: Goldie... from The Mack]
Now we can settle this like you got some class or we can get into some gangsta shit
[chorus]
No more silly shit up on my mind now
Took a couple weeks just to wind down
Now they blowin’ up my cell
Like what the hell Yeah - so you’re alive?
Hell yeah baby I’m alive
took a little time just to clear my mind
Hell yeah nigga I'm alive
Grass ain’t always greener on the other side
[verse 1]
Patch the hole in it,
Or air out like all madden
Aaron Hernandez with the cannon
Verbal hyperbole I’m just ventin’
You yet to feel the heat
wave - dominos degrees
come cloaked like assassin creed
give you what you need
or take you from the scene
Burn this shit like Nero
Deep down inside love on a hard drive
she mirror me like raid 1
virtualized it - max out my ram chips
hopeless romantic on the titanic
heart cold as a iceberg as I hold on stranded
Jimmy cracks corn,
Nel don’t give a fuck bout these crops planted
‘less it's a seed of my own labor
Tell me what's greater, knowing I was bred
to breathe flavors, turn pages, fuck that open a new book
on the ages, these aint Stan Smiths baby they Rod Lavers
The boots is Clarks and Dr. Martens Mount Vernon
honest, some pretentious, some pompous
lackin’ moral compass then ask nel don’t make it awkward
those that insist will never conquer my verbal gauntlet
or harlot never touch the heart of a artist
former comments lie dormant more brewing
all that hatred for me got you lying under ruins
Nel been classical my music coming in movements (word)
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Churning butter when it come it beats
To hear me spit yeah its worth the seats
suave design a massage for the mind
The same one who supplied with the beats got the rhyme
my writing leave ghost so please don’t provoke the beast boy
titan no teen toy what with I deploy end of story
mics is checked and your neck where the cord be
courtesy of a real emcee, play chess I drive thru
on them checker wantin' ass niggas, it figures
they asked for Big Buford, gave em’ clips while the music
booming, verbal murder first degree, its the original
hip hop tech analytical, nelwayne the developer
fresh material’s copious, make Yoda say dope he is
indie with mine anachronic outta my time
no need to get signed, rugged and raw
everytime you see me better than before
the new and improved (Nel)
[chorus]
Yeah
Yah uh huh
No more silly shit up on my mind now
Took a couple weeks just to wind down
Now they blowin' up my cell
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5. |
Hardcore
03:18
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6. |
Hope
03:18
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[Intro]
Turn my headphones up
Turn em’ louder
[Verse 1]
Couldn’t be more grateful
everyday I tell the lord thank you
To have a woman like you in my life
Navigate me from the wrong to right
Give me vision when I’ve lost plain sight
Ode to Mom
you deserve an endless applause
Been grinding so long
made it look easy
though times was hard
You give me hope
[Chorus]
And it’s as true as they named you
Angel on earth, and I gotta thank Jesus
Mad credit to Mom Dukes
For holding it down staying true
it’s in the bloodline and you laced the sound
Wouldn’t be here if wasn’t for the man upstairs
and you Pops too you know it’s true
And you know it’s true
Angel on earth and I gotta thank Jesus
Mad credit to Mom Dukes
[Verse 2]
Taught me keep my faith in God
Walk the streets with my head tall
Keep my future in check
Word to having my back
Could never thank you enough for that
You deserve the best
For that, I’m on a fast track
With success guided through
the efforts of you saying to adapt
yeah I’m on the map
[Chorus]
And it’s as true as they named you
Angel on earth, and I gotta thank Jesus
Mad credit to Mom Dukes
For holding it down staying true
it’s in the bloodline and you laced the sound
Wouldn’t be here if wasn’t for the man upstairs
and you Pops too you know it’s true
[Verse 3]
I know sometimes I’m stubborn
Don’t mean to cause trouble
You know mom I love you
I owe you the world
a house in the hills
4 door garage
A storefront for your business its real
Whether I sign a deal or do it on my own
I give credit to where its due and you know
I’mma hold the fam down
you showed me the ropes
[Chorus]
And it’s as true as they named you
Angel on earth, and I gotta thank Jesus
Mad credit to Mom Dukes
For holding it down staying true
it’s in the bloodline and you laced the sound
Wouldn’t be here if wasn’t for the man upstairs
and you Pops too you know it’s true
Angel on earth and I gotta thank Jesus
Mad credit to Mom Dukes
And it’s as true as they named you
Angel on earth, and I gotta thank Jesus
Mad credit to Mom Dukes
For holding it down
[Verse 4]
To my mom Hope Juliette,
I truly mixed the beat
this deep how this be
For the woman whose given more
Then the world can see
This feeling bigger than me
Only the best for my mom
and my family we gon’ ride
I love you too Pops
I know sometimes I'm a hard rock
Adulting is hard but I won’t stop
I’m with the program
Goals on a checklist
I’m not out living life reckless
I’m trying to do the best I can to be endless
Limitless potential I’m gon’ make it
I’m trying to do the best
I’m concentrating on being grateful for all things sacred
You give me hope
[Ending chorus]
And as true as they named you
Angel on earth, and I gotta thank Jesus
Mad credit to Mom Dukes
For holding it down staying true
it’s in the bloodline and you laced the sound
Yeah you laced the sound
Taught me what I had to know
You give me hope
And you give me hope
[Outro]
You taught me to stay hopeful, not hopeless
Say use my potential
You give me hope
This goes out to you
Hope Juliette
My mom, I love you
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7. |
The Red
03:59
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[Intro]
Trust self over everything else
Trust self, trust self
Over everything else
You know what I mean
You gotta get it on your own
Can't nobody get it for you
I'm in the Red uh
[Chorus]
I'm in the Red y'all
They in the rear uh (it's hot)
I'm in the Red y'all (I'm hot)
They in the rear (it's hot)
I'm so far gone (I'm hot)
They in the rear (it's hot)
I'm in the Red y'all (I'm hot)
I'm in the Red y'all (it's hot)
[Verse 1]
Someone lit my John Wick fuse
Now fucking around I made some tunes
News flash to all of you
I been staying true
You know the motto
Now I’m excommunicado
No worries goodbye birdies
I’m hoping certainly for hurting
So fucking feelings and healings
As Nel making a killing I ain’t repenting
With ink I'm penning until it's printed
On pages - read the scripts while you listen
Hear what I’m dealin’
The realest, I gotta prove it
Could hear the pain in my music
Alone from the blueprint
Old records thru resurrection like Brewers
Art, painting pictures with thoughts
This a mural for walls
Won battles but the war was lost
Most are scarred barely made it alive
So it's Hennessy for the wounds
And all my niggas in tombs
Play the wrong game and lose
Ain’t nothing commas can’t do
In fact, you reap what you sow
Then karma will give you what’s due
Told you I’m a stay on the move
Made - my departure like a bed in the dark
With a lighter to spark, hit the door lit the corridor up
While making my way down it feel like dawn to dusk
Only trust self got keep on my side and lone wolf it
Lyrically keep cooking food for thoughts I’m pushing
Gourmet plates, gold entrees, Chef Ramsey
Some French shit from je m’appelle Nelwayne
He ain’t Bruce he more like Bane (hmm)
I’m just saying, this grown man shit
Let my nuts hang, adult’s acting kids
And I’m not playing I got real plans
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Ain't got time for drama
I wander - for things finer
Money, peace of mind
Sunshine and vagina
Most rappers get signed
For similar rhymes
My mind is mine and my lines is my lines
You ain’t the shit it’s too much crap in the John
Your tapes ain’t the bomb, nothing but a dud
Not armed, can’t blow
Ho you like a wind and a candle
No limit to what I can do, handle wax
I’m ample this the champ laying cats flat
Getting cash back, blow an eighth in a jet
Celebrate away from fakes in the iso I lay
It’s my resurrection, your doomsday
Oh for who am I to keep you awai-t-ing
For your special occasion with satan
Got that zen like patience as your death crept
You a agent caught in the matrix
Full of mad tricks on some fake shit
I’m advanced, you basic
Sit back crack a Millers
I play like Reggie for the Pacers
Ace in the hole statements
Heavyweight champion flow
These niggas is weightless
I paced it till i made placement
You should work pro bono
Your style no-no whoa
Thought that you could hang with Nel
Hell no, I ride beats filling a moat
Peasants attack thrones with stones
My Cannonball Adderley handle emcees
With mad degrees, masterpiece
Now go heat up the grease
I’m bout to feast stick the sword in a beast
Nothing least - Nothing far fetch
Storytellers got swept under the rug
Many niggas got left
You know my mic check
Taking niggas last breath
When I hit this mic and I step
I cause wreck
[Chorus]
[Outro]
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8. |
The Circle
04:28
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[Intro]
It's like a cycle with this shit I swear man
I create a new cycle, one that won't be broken
Word up, you know it's the developer
Developer method
[Verse 1]
Pops was right..
On what I don’t do often
Admiring my flaws
Build up a wall
Protect my heart in this war
didn’t wanna fight
Just wanted to chill on the shore with you boo,
beauty radiating like Chernobyl
Thoughts like whole foods fresh
Who can contest with mine
The ill design for life
Sweeter than Mike and Ikes
Man cause tonights the night
Going out, what the fight about?
Hold your breathe, you mumbling as you slept
Over texts you wept, sorry Nel aint here to deal
with your emotional debt mine is almost swept
you came collect, I left with my self-respect
and now I can reflect, enlightening and brighten
the whole spectrum, and next em’
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Pen penmanship pimp my inking slick
In this race, those on my heels made a mistake
Nel leaving canvas lit
Neon nightlife, live through my words
for these thoughts I emit its bright
Rhymes I write to give you insight
Pure white henny shots sliced apricot
Played the game far from a mascot
Twat, dispatch this like I work in the NOC
networks drops, who fix that Nel back
from the field, the technician of ill
Jamie Lee Curtis blue steel
with the writtens that peel
Word, I got you open i’m 7-11 with scoping
target in lock, my weapon pop
keep it Liam Neeson that’s non-stop
and my circle of success live
No lie, Nel so solar, suns get jealous
act rebellious trying take my relic
Don’t even know the envy they had a nigga smelled it
Dumpster juice lames can’t amount to shit
Blowing cannabis and be on stage thinking they killing it
put a fork in it, this contest should’ve forfeited kid
check it circles, circles, circles
All I’m seeing in your crew is a bunch of urkles
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
For me it remains unsung nigga
The hero, Nelwayne bout to dig in em’
Yeah dig em’ a grave, oh behave
Got the power like Austin
Stone cold stunning these niggas
You know who flossing
Nel with the wordplay
keep em’ thirsty from Monday to Saturday
I’m mundane we can’t do it
the flow fluid, got me in the tap like Brita
huh, you didn’t know I be that nigga
With writtens and off the free
Niggas don’t get it for free
You know with me, it’s unlikely
Them niggas they compare to me
Ain’t got joints like Spike Lee
Yo I know this shit’s hereditary
It’s in the bloodline and that should be scary
Pass it to my seed
You can’t get the will from he
Nelwayne check the steeds
Niggas trying play they can’t breathe
Got em’ in a chokehold see
You niggas know I’m a brawler
I’m from Baltimore city
You know in Charm City just call him
Like Batman in Gotham
You nigga see the lights in the sky at the harbor
[Chorus]
And the circle remains unbroken
Circles (x2)
And the circle remains unbroken
Circles (x2)
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10. |
Pleasure Matrix
03:43
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nelwayne the developer Baltimore, Maryland
nelwayne.dev formally known as Wayne Collins is an American Hip Hop artist from Baltimore, Maryland. Best known for his production style, conscious lyrics and complex use of internal rhymes. He is currently unsigned, working locally artists: Emellodee, Boombap Dlow, Saint Andrews and a few others. Nel's production typically stems from samples of jazz, funk, and avant-garde ... more
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