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[Brotha Pollock]
Third ear orgasm ,pollock’s madism
Change lane- come over yo like cathechism
I’m drunk to the brim, call me the overlord
Dumile’s seedling with poetry so absurd
Try this angle but not some pyramid schemes
Its satori ,new ways so you can be seen
The new normal, shifting planes like paranoia
Have been thru fire like a stolen terracota
My mind beautiful you know , I cant waste it
Sonic libations yo/ come and taste it
Like pharaoh Monche this affair is internal
Rock mics/ spit colours/ for no bandanas
I’m no gangster but a poet with a vision
Doin it for the ones who cant afford a pot to piss in
In a battle you gon catch me dissing myself
Letting go is how I’m healing myself
Brotha Pollock
Ben Hilly
Je kan mo Je kan mo
Je kan mo Je kan mo Je kan mo
[Ire Belles]
24/7
365
All seasons
Its all a cycle
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2. |
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[V1]
I got caught up in a cathode ray tube
Transistors yelling who the ef are you
So I panic like Dicaprio in inception
Sneak outta speakers /To find new directions
Met an android with no head insight
He asked me Pollock what do you want for a flight
So I said give me that book Huckle berry finn
He acted dumb ,gave me a juice full of lean
Hook
Like a dream
These loops keep sucking me in
Like a dream
These loops keep sucking me in [2x]
[V2]
Swimming suit ready for the unseen
Visions black and white like 60s tv screen
Crosschecking my demons in a roll they wear FUBU
Faceless metropolis politics all voodoo
Plastic mermalaides roaming and no daughters
Lagos looking like a city under water
Algorithm tormenting me with fake riches
Tens of beeps –you know I get itches
Hook
Like a dream
These loops keep sucking me in
Like a dream
These loops keep sucking me in [2x]
[V3]
I’m in a meeting full of 1000 capitalists
They thinking world war three –I’m thinking Christopher Wallace
Outside the window I see the ruins of a palace
With apes sipping blood from a chalice
Children malnourished from stunted growth
Then I see myself performing for De La Soul
They crown me the newest member and we hit the road
Confused I asked Trugoy which way to go
Hook
Like a dream
These loops keep sucking me in
Like a dream
These loops keep sucking me in
Like a dream
These loops keep sucking me in
Like a dream
These loops keep sucking me in
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3. |
Up To Me ft. IFE
02:04
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[IFE ]
I’m back at it. Palms itching ,nerves twitching –rap addict
Combine this -had to swallow raw talent
brushing up the hooks just to keep the balance
Kids told me ; gee weigh the pros and cons
Whats the aim if you are not making funds
Fo la ti ra benz o
You know I’m still a fan –na why I dey vex bro
And have been praying for days /you hit the top yo
I never doubt it- I’m up writing these verses
This love keeps me regardless .
its tough knowing /They doubt it .
I’m strong . cant say the latter –the flows
I left the strata on mics –back to the matter too bad
Ya favourite rapper wooo
Another victim of success.i’m never missing/ up next
Like you try keeping. don’t care
If you believe this /this is my race .i dey for God’s face
Shower me with ya grace while I make this work ..hey
[Brotha Pollock ]
I’m a fighter fresh from the meat grinder
In a quest my shield ready- I go live
Come correct with the pen and no blunders
You cant deny these sparks like a thunder
Cut from a different clothe ,now you know
Have met some new plugs you know thats time to grow
Timeless verbs levitating from a vintage scroll
Cos I write what I like-like steve Biko yo
Its mad stressing here in the city
God loves ugly and lifes not pretty
If yall ready with me come lets go get it
Extends your rhymes yo like go-go gadget
Past is education –thanks to life lesson
As im getting bolder truth is manifesting
E don tey wey man dey rhyme since eleven
Quiet old soul low profile like Rayden
Backpacker who don’t talk that much
You know I own my fears I don pass the buck
No Sleep for my eye ,I dey stack the stocks
Like an outsider have thrashed the box
My and my brother on a mellow man tip
In the coven eating muffins while we chill pill
Hilly on the grill while I do the kill bill
We don’t play ourselves for the mass appeal-You know now
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4. |
Post Royal Niger Flow
01:32
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Post royal niger flow
Like the transatlantic we have bought we have been sold
Mental lambs they just kick and we follow
On the saddle are bunch of sleepy hollows
The beasts are roaming and the monsters are kicking in
The state of the nation is sickening
They made the laws then break the laws
Twist the laws rephrase the clause
Bodies in bags and they still playing shaggy
It wasn’t me/ their playlist so tacky
running thru our veins/ anyhowness is a shame
These policies so evil /these politics so lame
I need to ask flora Shaw why/ why the ginger
No resolution the problems still lingers
The monsters you made is peeping thru ur window
Living in a Post panic everywhere is schizo
The street no Dey smile so we bring the new lingo
We just want protest o
they shoot us for chest o
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5. |
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[TAFA]
They hate my confidence, jealous of the impending prominence,
Rhyming dominance, way of the divine providence,
Pure sentiments as they judge us off dead presidents,
Still in my elements, 45 is the residence,
Ugh! I’m defiant, style is lyrical reliant,
Constrict folks, nickname, Kobe Bryant,
I stoop not for a scheme, my daily routine,
Is to make you look like Nas, (I mean) they’re shooting,
What do you know about the thought and the pencil?
But you critique and can’t even write with a stencil,
Y’all claim to be constructive but can’t even Lego,
Next time you speak nonsense, wa je go,
From the get go I had been misunderstood,
She says my poetry hard, it got miss under wood,
Walk a mile in my shoes and you might leave earth,
In this marathon and all I do is achieve breath.
Hook
They don’t know me but they judge me
They don’t know me but they judging [2x]
[Brotha Pollock]
Stuck in my old ways ,they call it hubris
Dead to some new things –ignorance is too bliss
My love for the game -I have been shot by cupid
Capriconia spirit my horns stay stupid
I wont compromise my soul for anything
Table prepared before me infront of my frenemies
White teeth masking at every scene
Is I against 1 –I need no referee
Don’t crucify what you don’t understand
My goal everyday is to be a better man
People remain people and I’m used to their bickering
Negative jabs please miss me with that shit
On my own track yo carl lewising
Cut you off if you gat that bad energy
Me and skate boy B on some new things ah
Like Gonz rocking an half pipe in an old skool vans
Hook
They don’t know me but they judge me
They don’t know me but they judging [2x
Ben Hilly
If you don’t know me
Why you judging
Why my buisness
Why you bugging
If you don’t know me
Why you judging
Im not perfect
You not worthy
If you don’t know me
Why you judging
Why my buisness
Why you bugging
Im not perfect
You not worthy
If you don’t know me
Why you judging
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6. |
Strongest Backs
03:05
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[V1]
I wrote this for the women in my life
Iron ladies who do more than survive
Forget your tiny frames –your face is the sun
Keep ya head up goddess you are the one
I love your brown skin tone and your wholly hair
Never will I play you like some solitaire
To all my Dora Akunyulis ,and the Winnie Mandelas
Flaunt that curves all the street Isabellas
Don’t be shaped by your body type
Godly anatomy don’t believe the hype
Common move my lady at your own pace
Stomp the earth you know you got that grace
Don’t be let down bae by unscrupulous men
Roar roar like a lioness with a dazzling zen
More blessing yo for carrying our fruits
Don’t be silent by Nina Simone in the booth
Hook
I do this for the strongest backs
Women with heart who no dey slack ehnn
I stretch my arms cause you are heaven sent
To all my single mothers yo you are the man [2x]
[V2]
We should love our women ,protect our women
Care for our women –why rape our women
Support our women –guard our women
I respect all my 9 to 5 women
Women like my sistas who hustle like the men them
Who dutty their hands-yo this is ya anthem
Women like my wife who go so hard
Who don’t take a no- a no for an answer
Women like pregnant street hawkers
Wey dey sell bottle water amidst this ruckus
Women like ma with the strongest backs
Who get the truest love that never lacks
I can see most of ya are pained inside
Keep ya head ma don’t lose the fight
Niggas of the world is what that call you ma
But beautiful heavenlies is what I call you ma
Hook
I do this for the strongest backs
Women with heart who no dey slack ehnn
I stretch my arms cause you are heaven sent
To all my single mothers yo you are the man [2x]
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7. |
Doldrums
02:45
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Hook
Must be something in the water
In my head I’m caught up
But the way I was brought up
Joy was never contrived
Why these doldrums
Wanting deep is not bravery
Pollock f that/ that’s slavery
Demons talking- tricky dicks
You better kill that -pick a brick
9 to 5 got the whole of me
Regretful past got the whole of me
Common dawg you owe no apology
Why is so much sadness in ya poetry
Trapped in your own milky way Like a slip away
Without pretense right here you are a kick away
The moment you go they forget you like the Aztecs
Shaded glasses /your eyes they wear bags
Hook
Must be something in the water
In my head I’m caught up
But the way I was brought up
Joy was never contrived
Why these doldrums [2x]
In my own room I’m pacing
Anxiety /panics/ I’m not faking
These demons some where they are taping
For a rewind show, I think I’m crazy
You better find me a medicine cupboard
don’t get it /these hormones are warlords
On the losing side of the scoreboard
Wear my mask all day, you can’t even see the turmoil
This is make up on a clown
In an abyss I’m rising down
Like many without purpose I hide in a crowd
After the party insomnia owns me like a shroud
Waving but these nightmare got me taken
Doggy dog world living is so painstaking
Reptilia everywhere sneakin into my haven
Free is not free don’t be slave to your craving menhh
Hook
Must be something in the water
In my head I’m caught up
But the way I was brought up
Joy was never contrived
Why these doldrums
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8. |
Step Joker
02:21
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[V1]
Lord knows I do this solely for the soul
Surrounded by loves and my Effin let gos
Named the joy thief from the get go
I got the heat loaded Ben pour more petrol
Let it burn yo/ the joker style
I’m your nemesis now I give the joker smile
From a quiet storm now I go so loud
Dirty bag /crooked strokes/ I’m geek and proud
Now you know me now you don’t me
The rebirth of Hav from a drugged zombie
Finding God in faceless places like a lost yogi
Rest In Peace in B-Elect/ I’m all plugged in
Circle of clowns sorry so I pass
In my own pace I can never be outclassed
All about my bizness yo like Damon dash
You bunch of players though
you know I fixed the match nigga
Bring me back like a loop
Bring me back in
Bring me back like a loop
Bring me back
Bring me back Bring me back
[V2]
Put them in their place n leave no trace
like a body snatcher walking with no face
Invisible man but the music louder
Rewriting testaments like Samuel Ajayi crowther
Gassed by fear but this pedal to the floor
Zoom pass your dome /kickin in the door
not the flyest/ I’m a scholar on a journey
Sharpenin my hindsight for the times so blurry
Bro I heard what you said last night
Was under a strobe light of Brian McKnight
Nudging my gal so me I no get your timing
Like death note I cancel clowns in my rhyming
You try to call me f that I’m busy writing
In front of the mirror you know I’m busy fighting
Shxxp Bxforx my traupaulin/ know the ledge
One man army I need no entourage /You know
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9. |
Happy Feet
02:58
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Hook
Yeah
You know this beat
Catch me dancing
For Hiphop
I’m a hopeless romantic
Yeah and this beat
Catch me dancing
And you know
ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
[V1]
I'm butter like MJ on a checkered dancefloor
Wahala no dey finish I still stand tall
Smooth criminal curvy like a round ball
Can't match these joules call me Mr hotshot
Naija no fit kill my vibe/ I ll be catching my cruise
Tell the weather man yo I ll be riding my blues
Me n Ben Bullo we be trapped in the stu
Churning out bangaz outshining the flu
Dark clouds over but I ll be dancing in the rain
The currents insane but have mastered the pain
African drums bubbling in my vein
Jesus walks with me folious Populi/ I'm ordained
Like phonte and Big Pooh yes I'm lovin it
Naysayers chit chat room and I'm over it
downward spiral I'm done with it
stripes major tell Dasler I’m sovereign(sole -verine)
Hook
Yeah
You know this beat
Catch me dancing
For Hiphop
I’m a hopeless romantic
Yeah and this beat
Catch me dancing
And you know
your boy is never frantic
[V2]
Self love matters / Im loving self more
No perks/ my glee hearty/ n chest strong
You Can't hold me down I'm so airborne
Im taking what's mine winning/ like Ben Hur
Slanging joy over this beat like cab calloway
in my head a ballroom my mind is a getaway
On my sleeve my sanctum yo and not far away
Charging stress-free thru the wire like faraday
Happy feet no mumble shit I'm tap dancing
Forever bleeding like a hopeless romantic
It's a sunny day thank God I'm not frantic
Thinking free like bobby I'm done with ya antics
Paving my own lanes and jumping over boulders
try leaning but ya got cold shoulders
Me and my conglomerate bringin you the heater
No strays but beauty humming la la la thru a holstar
Hook
Yeah
You know this beat
Catch me dancing
For Hiphop
I’m a hopeless romantic
Yeah and this beat
Catch me dancing
And you know
your boy is never frantic
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10. |
Rewind
03:16
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[Ben Hilly]
Run that back!
When the beat slaps
You gotta run that back
Hook
Reminisce,
Take it back
All the way to good times
Bring it back
Play it nice
Savor it and rewind
[Brotha Pollock]
Music baby/ child of the 80s
Thumbs up to all the elements that made me
Before MJ it was KSA baby
Blasting from the speakers /the sound so crazy
Shomolu was love my first playground
We played house and mum really held us down
Was a shy kid though but I did get around around
My head my solitary my innermost lounge
Paper planes flew me from Lagos to Tokyo
Imaginary hive sweet like oreos
Sound ancestors leaked thru the radio
Tryna see out of this space like telescope
Got cues from Stan lee not guns from Corleone
B boy alpha/ I break bones to spinning chromes
Number 10 on the pitch while I kick domes
Lonesome in my room as I bled hearts into my poems like
Hook
Reminisce,
Take it back
All the way to good times
Bring it back
Play it nice
Savor it and rewind
Ben Hilly
[Ben Hilly]
80s baby, the 90s made me
My wildstyle hip-hop got em going crazy
Rapping to KRS-One and BDK in elementary
Dad showed us Curtis Blow, we found Easy E
Mama's baby— all that adrenaline rush
Tryna catch up with my brothers like the cold crush
Age five doing the cabbage patch with my crush
Life was so easy never had to rush
Was ahead of my time they say "Boy you're futuristic"
My friends telling me the hood didn't deserve me
Bobby Brown with the running man, you couldn't stop me
While I kid and play in every house party
Down with OPP 'cause I'm naughty by nature
Sports and entertainment the areas I major
I was the go to encyclopedia
Held the facts for arguments before Wikipedia
Music head, tryna cop all CDs and tapes
But when it proves difficult got it on bootleg
Riding my skateboard and making chops on the pads
Rewind it when it's nice, give the music all I have
(Rewind it when it's nice, give the music all I have)
Hook
Reminisce,
Take it back
All the way to good times
Bring it back
Play it nice/ Savor it and rewind
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Brotha Pollock Lagos, Nigeria
Contemplating Jazz and mulling on the sound of the universe all day while watching birds migrate .
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