Sundays. San Francisco. Sun. Loving life ☺️#nowplaying #bagraiders #shootingstar
In memory of my younger brother Xavier. This day is never easy for me. Thank you for watching over me and for helping me become a better man. It’s because of you I want to continue to better the lives of others. Thank you. I love you and miss you.
Bay Area Disco is back this Saturday! DaDa Lounge completed their minor renovations and has new art pieces up but still has the same intimate vibe. Festivities begin at 9 pm - never a cover #TBT #sfnightlife #goodtimes #SF #BayArea.
Bottle Rockin'
Great thing the company is doing today! There’s definitely not enough being done to help our #veterans. We hear too many stories about soldiers returning home emotionally, physically and even financially hurt. I am thankful for those that have stood by me. Remember to help our veterans! #thankyou #carepackage #loveourveterans
| Going Places |
We rarely stop to thank those that have always been there and supported us. Today I thank all the great people I’ve met throughout the world that are in my life in some form or another. THANK YOU!
And………back with another mix for the wonderful month of May! Blessed and grateful for the continued support. Hope y'all enjoy the tunes! #bayareadisco #discohouse #feelgoodmusic
My new sounds:
| Bottomless |
“and the we’ll get down there, way down to the bottom of everything
And then we’ll see it, we’ll see it, we’ll see it
Oh my morning’s coming back
The whole world’s waking up
All the city buses swimming past
I’m happy just because
I found out I am really no one”
| Blanket |
Then I wake up to more bullshit
You knew me before records, you never disrespected me
Now that I’m successful you’ll pull this shit
Nigga I’ll step on your porch, step to your boss
Let’s end the speculation, I’m talking to all you
Males shouldn’t be jealous that’s a female trait
Watch you mad ‘cause you push dimes and he sell weight?
You all don’t know my expenses, I gotta buy a bigger place
Hehehe, and more baggies, why you all aggie?
Nigga respect the game, that should be it
What you eat don’t make me shit - where’s the love?
Where’s the love?
“Ain’t no love, in the heart of the city..”
“Ain’t no love, in the heart of town..”
“Ain’t no love, in the heart of the city..”
“Ain’t no love, in the heart of town..”
“Ain’t no love, in the heart of the city..”
“Ain’t no love, in the heart of town..”
“Ain’t no love..”
| Bridged | “Sail on silvergirl,
Sail on by.
Your time has come to shine.
All your dreams are on their way.
See how they shine.
If you need a friend
I’m sailing right behind.
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind.
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind.”
| Beef | “But beef is all my homies not being here with me
When a soldier ends his life with his own gun
Beef is trying to figure out what to tell his son
Beef is oil prices and geopolitics
Beef is Iraq, the West Bank and Gaza Strip
Some beef is big and some beef is small
But what ya’ll call beef is not beef at all
Beef is real life happening every day
And it’s realer than them songs you gave to Kayslay
This has been a real niggas P.S.A
From Mos Def pretty flaco
Black Dante
And the Black Star Embassy B to the K!”
| Brand New |
“Its easy to pull a breezy, smoke trees, and we stay drunk
Yo, our activism attackin the system, the blacks and latins in prison
Numbers of prison they victim black in the vision
Shit and all they got is rappin to listen to
I let them know we missin you, the love is unconditional
Even when the condition is critical, when the livin is miserable
Your position is pivotal, I ain’t bullshittin you
Now, why would I lie? Just to get by?
This morning, I woke up
Feeling brand new and I jumped up
Feeling my highs, and my lows
In my soul, and my goals
Just to stop smokin, and stop drinkin
And I’ve been thinkin - I’ve got my reasons
Just to get (by), just to get (by)
Just to get (by), just to get (by)”
| Breaking The Habit |
“I don’t want to be the one
The battles always choose
‘Cause inside I realize
That I’m the one confused
I don’t know what’s worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream.
I don’t know why I instigate
And say what I don’t mean.
I don’t know how I got this way
I know it’s not alright.
So I’m breaking the habit,
I’m breaking the habit…
Tonight!”
| Business |
“Life is too short to get caught up in some dumb shit
Wake up one day, 40 years old on some bumb shit
Time flew by, you was too fly to see the light
Everyday it’s getting darker then comes the night
Now what? (what) realize that you ain’t got shit (uh)
Not long ago you was the man on some hot shit
So just peep the flow yo, cause you already in this
Make sure your shit is right kid and handle your business (uh huh)
Life is what you make it nigga, I'ma make it
No matter what it takes my nigga, we gonna take it(uh)”
| Back Yard |
“I’ll mack her; attack her with the smoothness
I do this, peepin what my crew gets (huh)
Loot, props, respect and blunts to pass
Crews talk shit, but in my face they kiss my ass (smak!)
They bite flows but we make up new ones
If you’re really dope, why ain’t ya signed yet?
But I get - my loot from Jive/Zomba, I’mma bomb ya
You will see - from now ‘til infinity”
| Badges |
“And the winner is Hov, my man! Speech!
First of all I wanna thank my connect……
Boys in blue who put green before the badge”
| Bacon |
“Aye lace em up, Lace em up, Lace em up, & Lace em
Blue suede shoes stay crispy like bacon.
Nikes on my feet make my cypher complete,
Uh I stay shining like the lights on the street in the night.
Nike nike nike nike nike nike nike nike nikes
Nikes on my feet keep my cypher complete
Nike nike nike nike nike nike nike nike nikes”
| Beat Up & Battered |
“Mmm… Fried chicken, fly vixen
Give me heart disease but need you in my kitchen
You a bird but you ain’t a ki’
Got wings but you can’t fly away from me
Driving in your bucket seats
All the way from Kentucky to fuck with me
Look what you done to me, was number one to me
After you shower, you and your gold medal flour
Then you rub your hot oil for about a half an hour
You in your hot tub I’m looking at you salivatin’
Dry you off I got your paper towel waitin’
Lay you down cause you’re red hot
Louisiana style you make my head rot
Then I flock to the bed then plop!
When we done I need rest
Don’t know what part of you I love best
Your legs or your breast
Mrs. Fried Chicken, you gonna be a nigga death
Created by southern black women to serve massa’ guest
You gonna be a nigga death”
| Boxer |
“If I could change, you can change, everybody can change….”