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Familiar With Floss

by Packy

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    "Familiar With Floss" is The Specktators first official mixtape project. Written, recorded, mixed, and mastered in their own studio.
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1.
Verse It’s my time, bout to give you that, wait hold up, wait bring it back K I’m ready now, here we go again, now I’m settled down, now I’m goin in K the truth is, I’m nervous What if this don’t serve it’s purpose What if it’s worthless, what have I learned man What have I earned man, do I deserve this? Uh….gee I don’t know But…Gee, I do G-O So hard you can’t knock that Turning down shows, what you know bout that Not about the cheese, I’m all about the craft All about the floss, not about the plaques Not about the glam, not about the glitz I’m all about the fam, I’m all about the hits Next Question, where the REFS at? That’s your girlfriends ass? Where the rest at? This is my time, my zone, my city, my home But I’m gone…till I make it to the tip top Till the wheels fall off and I need a pit stop This hip hop…it’s my drug And I can’t get enough, I’m addicted to the love…and the hate And the hugs and the shakes And the phonies and the fakes But I know I got the homies and they won’t let me fail They got me on track, and I won’t derail Got me like sonic, I don’t chase tail Tail chase me cuz they think I’m ill (eww) Hah and that’s real So this life, I gotta have it When you see my CD, gotta grab it When you see me, see Packi I ain’t change, I just picked up a new habit Im gonna wreak havoc on this rap shit Man everything I want I’m gonna have it Then imma be ballin in Florida Cuz the way I heat verse is magic Packi are you the illest? Uhuh Packi are you the realest? Uhuh Packi shouldn’t you be getting more attention? Uh…you’re damn right next question
2.
Neon Lights 04:28
Verse 1 Lights, camera, action, gon tell me when to go This is our year, boy, if ya didn’t know I hop in the whip n go, rollin down the win-a-dow City full of hopefuls, lookin for a winner though Guess it’s L-Town, cuz to win in it is difficult But I’m not your typical, I am the reciprocal Iller than the realest spitter, really every syllable Everything I say is real, some of it is literal Most of you are fake, so my circle’s at a minimal What you gonna do? Imma be the man Young dude with my green tight. Peter Pan Taking off and I’ll never land, never land Effo-effort turned my dream into the effi-effin plan Hook From a dream to the real thing, I see my name in them neon lights Livin life in the fastlane, they say I changed, but I’ll be alright Put my name in the neon, neon Get a hold of my crew, tell em we on, we on, hey Pack your bags we gon be on flights To the biggest cities, lookout for these neon lights aahh Ne-on, Ne-on, Ne-on…lights, where they at? Verse 2 Maaaan, I’ve been ready for this moment People had their shot sh-shot and they missed on it I was working my ass off. They dissed on it But when I make it I bet they want an assist on it Maaaan, you must be J-Kidding You say hold up, me say get it You say do it, me say did it City in my palm boy, middle of the mitten Whatchu know about that man? I see through you feline’s like cat scans That’s why I kept my crew close Soon as I make this bread, we gon have a new toast, yup Hook From a dream to the real thing, I see my name in them neon lights Livin life in the fastlane, they say I changed, but I’ll be alright Put my name in the neon, neon Get a hold of my crew, tell em we on, we on, hey Pack your bags we gon be on flights To the biggest cities, lookout for these neon lights aahh Ne-on, Ne-on, Ne-on…lights, where they at? Verse 3 I wanted this since I could listen to a rap song Chillin with my headphones still in, backpack on Now I’m on stage with a frickin snapback on People in their whips with a frickin Speck track on, dang Everybody know what my slang is, sayin my name, know who my gang is I just wanna be famous Money talks, and pretty soon it’ll be speaking my language You could talk shit, but I speaka no lame-ish Your girlfriend ain’t leavin with who she came with Haters never gonna get to me You could stay pissed at me, cuz you ain’t shit to me. What now? Hook From a dream to the real thing, I see my name in them neon lights Livin life in the fastlane, they say I changed, but I’ll be alright Put my name in the neon, neon Get a hold of my crew, tell em we on, we on, hey Pack your bags we gon be on flights To the biggest cities, lookout for these neon lights aahh Bridge Big city dreamin. All the lights beamin I like the feelin. What a nice evening Big city dreamin. All the lights beamin I like the feelin. I like the feelin Verse 4 I like the feeling, I’ll forever let it last Imma treat it like a dummy, imma never let it pass You could take it to the bank, you could throw it off the glass Imma take it to the top and imma do it awful fast That’s…that’s…that’s where imma try and go Me, money, and music, that’s a love triangle Haha haha I got a lot to buy You can’t block the fresh, you can’t swat the fly Ain’t no ‘I’ in stop, ain’t no stopping I Purchase me some diamonds, call that rock-a-bye Bye-bye to the broke days and the no ways, hello to the okays Bye to the middle of winter wishin for snow days Hi to the, hi to the, hi to the show days Bye to the slow days, hi to my fast life ticket And hi to the chicks with a ass like Nicki, ha Hook From a dream to the real thing, I see my name in them neon lights Livin life in the fastlane, they say I changed, but I’ll be alright Put my name in the neon, neon Get a hold of my crew, tell em we on, we on, hey Pack your bags we gon be on flights To the biggest cities, lookout for these neon lights aahh (Ne-on, Ne-on, Ne-on)
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Verse Ain’t nobody messin with me when I grip the pen I’m the illa illest shit to hit this city in a min I’m the bomb ay? Sippin on gin spittin synonyms Sleeping on me dumby? Time to get your second wind I’ve been winning for a minute, you not on your second win You don’t have a W, ya reckon that I’m wreckin it I reckon that you’re checkin me out, I’m just checkin in Youngin in the game so they tell me I’m developing Hell if imma stay irrelevant To these unintelligent benedicts Acting like they know rap and they invented it Wanna be a hip-hop head? Then get ahead of it Either way hater stay the hell out of my element Yeah! Imma shine boy, you ain’t getting none of it Automatic with my 16’s, like a gun in it This is my town and I’m runnin it Ain’t no gaps in my raps, they wouldn’t be holy with a nun in it Skip the hook, imma flow to the fullest My words are my weaponry, boatload of bullets Finger on the trigger Mess with me and it’s a recipe for me to teach a lesson G I’ll go ahead and pull it bang! Wussup…that’s your girl that your cussin out You’re mad she’s at my show to see what all the fuss about Front row in that shirt that she’s busting out That’ll teach you to trust a hoe, man shut your mouth I ain’t for no games bro keep it to yourself Why you wearing baby GAP, keep those clothes on your shelf Hah I’m only kidding, but really tho Drop it to the floor baby, go’on take it really low Yeah I’m just living life and enjoying it Staying sucker free and it works like I’m employing it Okay. Word imma kid from the burbs I don’t hide it, I just take a beat and ride it better than the herbs Get it through your thick head imma problem Don’t tie me to wack dudes cuz I’m not them Gon tie me to my crew cuz I got them REFS in this Beotch. Boy that’s the squadron And I’m the emcee that ya slept on Better get up or expect to be stepped on I’m prepped with a pep in my step now So step down, I take a big city, turn it to a Speck town What you know about the kid who spits spherical lyrical circles Around these turtles, guess I’ll be the hare in this race If you don’t see me, you got hair in your face I don’t need a scrabble board to put a square in his place You got a chip on your shoulder, and got a ape on your back I got my city on my shoulder, and a cape on my back You wanna step to Superman, you’ll get a lesson, infact I got a message for you hacks, you ain’t messing with Shaq My shit is super floss, my shit is super floss I don’t speak in turn, I’m a super boss Super this, super that, let’s get super sauced My shit is super floss, my shit is super floss My shit is super floss
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Yeah You ever have a girl that…you just can’t get off your mind You saw her that one time…but you know she’s gotta be the one right? Verse 1 How can I get to you? Touch you, feel you, admit to you I see you see you in my sleep, think of you all night You’re my spark in the dark, my match; I don’t need the light Then I wake up, open my eyes, and we break up But I’m excited for tonight when we make up You and me gonna be caked up Why can’t you be in my life though? Stop hiding in my dreams at night yo I’m rising high tryna get my sunshine That’s you. Gotta find you…make you mine I’m flyin high tryna go for you, but when I touchdown imma go for two Cuz I want it all and my all is you Ms. Flawless I don’t know what to do Hook I don’t know what to do Yeah About this dream and you I wish it would come true Somebody help me out yeah Somebody help me out please For real tho You got me, You got me You got me, girl you got me Verse 2 You got me so caught up Feels like I’m drownin, soak it up Dreamin about you, so I don’t get up My eyes stay closed, they don’t open up So maybeeee I’ll see you again Stories in my head I think you’re the end Or I want ya to be I ain’t tryna be friends You’re my dream girl So I’m tryna see you in bed Hah get it? Good I really should Wake up, but it’s just getting really good Somebody pinch me She in love with me Which me? This me? Or the me in this dream? I gotta figure it out Like what do I do? How do I say, what I really feel about you? I just don’t know baby You might not be real, but then maybe… Hook Just maybe Baby you’re driving me crazy Yeah Dad a dadada Oh man Moe-T you crazy for this one Bring those levels down Yeah uh Verse 3 Alright, I wanna wine and dine you But I’m outside my mind tryna find you Some love is blind. Mine is too, but mine is true What would I do if life was minus you? Why would God put you in my dreams but choose to leave you out of reality My mentality is shook. Writing verses and you got me hooked I see you when I close my eyes, now I wanna look But what do I do? What do I say? How do I keep you around for just another day? Or night. You left, now I ain’t feelin right Every other girl that I see I don’t really like Yeah where you hiding at, residing at Get outta my mind with that I gotta find you, close my eyes and count to ten No more playin around, I’m playin to win
5.
Verse 1 Wussup cutie? What you up to? Not much huh? You should come thru We could rent a flick, maybe cuddle up It’s whatever girl, we got that puppy love Yup, I just gotta hold you I still got a lotta things that I gotta show you You don’t really know me I don’t really know you But I think I like that And I know you like it too Cuz we…not worried bout a damn thing She could give damn bout what another man think It’s all about us two Just me, plus you We could do whatever girl I ain’t tryna rush you at all And I ain’t tryn be an adult Two kids playin around, layin around Doing nothing but laughin and paintin the town I put that smile there, nobody takin it down Hook We just…young and in love (7x) Verse 2 What you wanna do? Mall or the movies? Take a lil walk in the fall with the cool breeze I’m good, long as you are Bring you to my old hood, take you on a tou-ar (tou-ar, tou-ar) And that’s Speck shit When I’m with you, I ain’t worried bout the next chick I don’t even see one…I’m seein reruns of this Ain’t no telling what’s gon become of this All I know, I want me some of this Get my friends to come meet some of this Summer love, but the heart knows no season Now the colors on the trees leavin Talkin to you on the phone for no reason I don’t mind We’ve been waiting for this love a long time So let’s overdose They said we couldn’t be young and in love I’ll take both of those hah Hook We just…young and in love (7x) Bridge It really ain’t complicated Ain’t no point in that, no point in that Ain’t no point in that, nah ain’t no point in that, no point in that This love ain’t complicated Ain’t no point in that, no point in that Ain’t no point in that, nah ain’t no point in that, no point in that
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Hook Do-do that thang, girl move your body Whoa girl move your body, n bring it over to papi I’m tryna make you my main, my main shorty I ain’t leavin this party till your numbers in my pocket But I don’t know your name, but I know you got it Whoa girl I know you got it, so let me claim it and cop it And I don’t know who you came with, but I know one thing You should leave with me yeah Verse 1 That thang, that thang you do, I can’t put my finger on it But every time the DJ plays a banger, you lay claim up on it It’s like the dance floor has your name upon it Girl I got the picture, but its nothing without your frame upon it Dang you got that thing, got them lames hangin on ya They keep pulling money out, and you? You keep drankin on em hah I see that passion for your fashion’s great You could wear seven belts, and you’d still fascinate I don’t know what it is, and you don’t gotta tell us You got the fellas, and you got the ladies hella jealous Cuz girl you got that thang, got that body language I can read it read it, and I know exactly what it’s sayin Quit playin, girl I just want your name I’m not worried about where you’re going, I’m just happy that you came And if you let me get to know you, I can make you feel the same But for now just do it, do it, d-do it, do that thang, ay! Hook Do-do that thang, girl move your body Whoa girl move your body, n bring it over to papi I’m tryna make you my main, my main shorty I ain’t leavin this party till your numbers in my pocket But I don’t know your name, but I know you got it Whoa girl I know you got it, so let me claim it and cop it And I don’t know who you came with, but I know one thing You should leave with me yeah Verse 2 Look around and I caught your eye, don’t try to act like I’m not your guy You’re so fly, that’s no lie Only reason that this girl’s by my side cuz she’s not so shy She’s not mine Look over here and see me not tryin She’s selling out, I’m not buying. I am only eyein you Tryin to get a sign or two, dyin to get behind you You’re just buying your time, tryin to be deciding who you’re about to ride with I could be your sidekick. Put you on some fly shit, I could be your pilot Take these 7 d-d-digits down, and you can d-d-dial it Cuz th-th-th-that thang is calling and you know I’m picking up These other chicks in the club are thick but you know they ain’t thick enough You’re so good at being bad, and I ain’t mad at it Got you permanently on my mind it’s like I tatted it Ooh baby, ooh baby I see me with you baby What you say we get the crew and bid this place ado baby? Yeah I ain’t think that thing would get me but it did Now I gotta kick it with you girl and find out what it is Hook Do-do that thang, girl move your body Whoa girl move your body, n bring it over to papi I’m tryna make you my main, my main shorty I ain’t leavin this party till your numbers in my pocket But I don’t know your name, but I know you got it Whoa girl I know you got it, so let me claim it and cop it And I don’t know who you came with, but I know one thing You should leave with me yeah
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Gone 03:57
Verse 1 Uh…we used to be so perfect I would give you anything, but you were so worth it Talkin to you, girl, I was so nervous Even if I never showed it on the surface That was the purpose, I had to be cool I had to learn how to love, had to be schooled I had it bad, I had to be with you I thought you were the one, guess I had to be fooled. Dang And it’s never been the same You took a lot of me, but you never took blame You took aim at my heart, bang Now it’s heartbreak, and a need fresh start (start) for my heart’s sake And it’s hard to take, cuz God knows, girls like you are hard to make Nowadays I wake up, and I’m on my own No more good morn-in texts, waitin on my phone And I know you’re (Gone) Hook Look to my right side just to realize you’re…(Gone) Verse 2 I wanna forget ya, get ya outta my head and outta the picture The problem is, when I try and sleep,I think about your promises And honestly theres a lotta things ya didn’t keep You said you’d be there, so I took the leap We said a lot of shit maybe talk is cheap Maybe I should known I was in too deep But every time ya fall in love the hills too steep Now I’m dealing with the consequence I guess I shoulda had some common sense To know at some point you would drop the bomb And since ya did, I haven’t been able to get rid of the memories You pretend to be a friend to me now, but you’re never defending me When did we become enemies…girl What MADE ya CHANGE your mind was it them or me? I don’t know, used to make me stay now I gotta go? Hook Look to my right side just to realize you’re… (uhuh, man) Verse 3 And it’s all the same When we’re together, you never stay You just walk away, how could you just walk away Yeah it’s all the same When we’re apart I go insane Just wanna be your everything Haha…but
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Over Again 03:51
Verse 1 So this is it I guess huh I tried to give you time, but you ain’t missin this huh Now we’re fake friends. You think it’s magnificent I’d rather not be friends at all cuz I don’t see the difference I kinda wish we never tried to be together Or even if I never met you…that’d be even better I can’t get you outta my mind You got me in over my head, runnin outta my time I gotta move on, you gotta stop calling me, I gotta stop getting gone Every time I’m faded and you call it’s like a new dawn I wake up next to you, this shit’s been going on too long, I swear They call, I hang up. You call, I’m there It’s not fair…it’s not fair dang I try to be a player but it’s your game Scrollin through my phone, but all I can see is your name Hook Over and overrrrr. And over again You get the best of me You say it’s overrrrr. Over and over again Why can’t you let me be Verse 2 Just like that You tell me we’re done, and I don’t fight back What a surprise Go ahead girl, put your makeup on, what a disguise It don’t cover up the tear in one of your eyes I don’t know why we don’t work I thought it was you Member when you said you loved me? I thought it was true, so Don’t stand there crying (sing) I don’t feel no sympathy You’re the one that messed me up I thought we were meant to be When {emphasis on ‘when’} you get lonely again, I hope you don’t remember me You will tho, and I bet I fall for it You’ll say that you need some help, and I bet I offer it What the hell’s a guy to do All I want is something real baby, all I got is you (you, you) Hook Over and overrrrr. And over again You get the best of me You say it’s overrrrr. Over and over again Why can’t you let me be Verse 3 This shit is crazy ain’t it ridiculous Ain’t it insane, ain’t there a day we’re gonna sick of this? I don’t know I must be on some other shit, what is it It’s workin for you? If what you got is a spell, well then I’m under it Tryna get over it. But I can’t get control of it I need a breath of fresh air, but for some reason I just keep holdin it (loud breath!) Hook Over and overrrrr. And over again You get the best of me You say it’s overrrrr. Over and over again Why can’t you let me be And it’s over. Again.
9.
EL Girls 03:04
Verse 1 Uh…uh…yeah…okay…shout out to (Charles Hamilton) I’m a…Speck kid, and I rep East Lansing In and outta shows where they know we do the damn thing Choes keep asking about the rap thing “Who’s Packi?” That’s me. E, Boogie, Bruce P, Skeem baby that’s team Get acquainted, entertainment at its greatest People either love us or they love to hate us Either way it’s gravy cuz you’re helping in making me famous That’s why I mess with my city cuz they all know what the name is S to the P, E to the C-K Girls wanna cut and they don’t speak to the DJ Heeeyy…what you know about it? We be getting sauced, repping floss everywhere that we go about it Yeah. Holler at me when you see me, tell me that you got The Speck all over your CD Believe me, imma flow till I hit ceiling So, where the choes at? Prolly where the shows at Hook See I had a couple b-r…oads (broads) out in GR but Ain’t nothing like a EL girl I been outta town messin with a girl up in Mount Pleasant But ain’t nothing like a EL girl That chick in Ann Arbor could only be my DL girl Cuz she ain’t nothing like a EL girl Damn sure ain’t nothing like a EL girl Da-damn sure ain’t nothing like a EL girl Verse 2 And that’s re-al girl, truer words never been spoken These choes provoking, hoping, to get your boy open, but no can do If these college kids score, then a pro can too And I’m a pro ma’am who’s, programmed to go, never heard of nerves I’m straight A’s when we’re talking bout learning curves Man, this’ll prolly make you madder But if you think she’s bad, then my friends already had her Damn, I’m only kidding…but really though Even when I mess around (around)…I can really flow Master of the microphone, wizard with the wordplay She asked me for some food for thought, I fed her off like Sergei…hey And that’s word to Motown, login to REFS, get the password to cho-town haha And I ain’t worried bout my GPA, this is for the bitties in my city and it’s PDA Hook See I had a couple b-r…oads (broads) out in GR but Ain’t nothing like a EL girl I been outta town messin with a girl up in Mount Pleasant But ain’t nothing like a EL girl That chick in Ann Arbor could only be my DL girl Cuz she ain’t nothing like a EL girl Damn sure ain’t nothing like a EL girl Da-damn sure ain’t nothing like a EL girl Ain’t nothing like a EL girl (x3) Damn sure ain’t nothing like a EL girl Da-damn sure ain’t nothing like a EL girl
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Whippin' 04:55
Ay, we’re just ridin round mean muggin old folks you know? Stayin strapped…got the AK with the (scopin it) Sike! It’s the Speck dummy! Verse 1 We be Rollin, real slow n, got no clue where we goin 2 in the afternoon, but you can’t tell me it’s not morning Faded still faded from last night, but we made it We MJ and Pippen, Moe-T is whippin, cuz I been sippin Damn, I don’t waste no time huh I see you lookin mama you a bad bitch Imma call you karma And see if you come back around and hop in my car ma I think you bout it bout it, I think you like you a rhyma I stole the dictionary I got a way with words That’s how I got my girl, and I got away with yours…uh Now they’re both chillin in the back seat While you’re tweakin out, yellin, “where’s Packi?!” Hook Whippin round town, lookin out my window (x3) Whippin, whippin, whippin, whippin Whip so rowdy, whip so loud Whip so full, the whip’s sold out Whip so smooth, with the whip slowed down Ay girl…my boy’s got a ’09 Malibu. What does that do for ya? Huh? What about Moe’s Camry? What about you, your friend, AND me? Haha damn Man this some funny shit Chillin with the crew and some honey dips And we be… Verse 2 We be Wilin, freestylin, the whip’s on autopilot My kicks are out the window, your kick’s are outta style it Sucks you don’t know what’s hood But that’s okay it’s all good I know you’re self-conscious, so you don’t stare long But I wish yall would Yeah I wish yall would, why you think I play my shit so loud Puttin on a show in the car. You would think that the whip sold out My intentions are good, my decisions are poor Boy I’m the attention, your girl’s an attention whore Man, why you so damn surious I’m clownin, act like you know Man, why you so damn curious You ain’t never seen my crew before? Hahahaha, another day and not a dollar Just patrolin in my squad’s car, windows down so we can holler Hook Whippin round town, lookin out my window (x3) Whippin, whippin, whippin, whippin Whip so rowdy, whip so loud Whip so full, the whip’s sold out Whip so smooth, with the whip slowed down Ay girl…tryna let me holler? Don’t you see me in Dub’s Impala? Or I could be in E’s whip With the murked out wheels Even though we could be in the Eclipse Shit maybe I’m Skeemin in Pipteen With Dish lookin for Q, have ya seen him? Have you seen him? If you see him…tell him we be We be, Livin it up, I got room for you girl, get in the front These girls say, they done tryn, so they givin it up And these girls ain’t blind, so they give it to us Floss over whatever, like hell yeah You don’t know the crew, your girl’ll tell ya We’re out here scopin it, windows down If the doors ain’t open. It’s over I’m what’s hot, why the hell you so-brr Get a drink in your system. Dang Lookin for your girls? Just missed em. ray And I’m outro, kiss my A to the S-S With a little excess bass in the whip And a lotta double takes on the whip Bombay, OJ, and a case in the whip Oh that’s why everybody chasin the whip? hot…damn Nothing like it That’s a hot line, but your boy’s not psychic Stayin with a sidekick, never ride solo Never go too fast, tell him go slo-mo Get it? Dome out the moon roof, De-troit fitted Got the-got the head noddin, seesaw with it Cuz the beats all legit, and she’s all with it Shiiiit I guess that complete’s all of it Hook Whippin round town, lookin out my window (x3) Whippin, whippin, whippin, whippin Whip so rowdy, whip so loud Whip so full, the whip’s sold out Whip so smooth, with the whip slowed down
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Obnoxious 03:54
Verse 1 Oh shit, this is so not proper Kickin it with the mitten state showstopper Michigan repperrrr, middle of the hand Thumbs up to your cho, middle finger to the man Yessir Lookout bro, the pen’ll kill Sleeping on the fire man? This ain’t even been a drill Way over your head, like some bad brain You’re not on the bandwagon yet, that’s a damn shame But that’s fine, that’s fine, that’s fine You’ll be hittin snooze for the last time, last time You call your chick daily, I call that chick mine If I put the D-on then she’ll call me Primetime Man you couldn’t kill the cat if you hit it nine times I’m an emcee, square, so she give ME Einstein This shit right here? It’s perfecto Put it on a blank check, imma be successful Hook Whoa. You know what it is I got this. (What?) Hotness. Go ahead stop this Nahh. You know what is bro You know what is hoe. You know what it is. You know, you know…whoa I got-I got-I got-I got got this (What?) The throne boy. Go ahead watch this I mean I’m thrown boy, faded, unconscious I mean I’m in my zone, K? I’m obnoxious Verse 2 Oh, you bit off a little more than you could chew I could take your flow and do it better than what you could do Look at you, lookin at me, what is it you staring at I look at you only cuz I wonder why you’re wearing that Dang, I’m in a different league than these other boys And I’m tired of hiding it, time for me to make some noise Bang Put my foot in the game, now I’m a shoe-in I can’t stop doing my thang Packi, locked in the stu writin fueeeego They don’t like to saaaaay it, but guarantee you theeey know So they don’t step on the team Or maybe they do, but it don’t make a blip on the screen For real, I don’t know what the deal is Your shit was wack, then you talked, now it still is Zip it up, your jaws droppin, pick it up Take the camera for me and Moe, your chick wants a pic of us….bitch Hook Whoa. You know what it is I got this. (What?) Hotness. Go ahead stop this Nahh. You know what is bro You know what is hoe. You know what it is. You know, you know…whoa I got-I got-I got-I got got this (What?) The throne boy. Go ahead watch this I mean I’m thrown boy, faded, unconscious I mean I’m in my zone, K? I’m obnoxious Verse 3 This ain’t even difficult I be runnin through these bars like they were invisible Turnin heads, what is this a physical? Music is medicinal But get me on a beat and its condition will be critical Cuz I…stay floss like dentists do it And I…rock mics like Lenox Lewis But I never tie-son, imma stay getting wins for the city I’m from How about that I’ll be an outcast till I count stacks Sippin on, damn I cannot even pronounce that Trampoline booties, look at how they bounce back Imma do it big, I don’t see how you could doubt that Gimme hotels and the whole crew (Gimme that) Gimme warm weather and a cold brew (Gimme that) And a dope stu (yup), and some cool choes (hey) I could say the name (REFS), but you already know Hook Whoa. You know what it is I got this. (What?) Hotness. Go ahead stop this Nahh. You know what is bro You know what is hoe. You know what it is. You know, you know…whoa I got-I got-I got-I got got this (What?) The throne boy. Go ahead watch this I mean I’m thrown boy, faded, unconscious I mean I’m in my zone, K? I’m obnoxious
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Type Nice 03:20
Verse 1 I pop the top off the drink of the night If you’re not feeling it yet, you’re not drinkin it right While you’re sittin there nursing it I just took a shot, took my dude’s beat box, and threw a verse in it Dang…we the life of the party aren’t we Getting retardy, sippin Bacardi Drinkin it faster, than a Ferrari Ain’t no controlling me, what are you Ari? What am I Vince? Maybe Lombardi Cuz I be popping champagne like I’m winning the game If you’re not on my team you’ll be sorry Where does my gang go? Any residence where the dr-drinks flow Where the fine ass choes at and the wine flows at Everybody knows that…Girl, where your clothes at? Oh, the wine’s kickin in, or it might be Heineken She’s working that behind again, somebody should remind me that I’m drunk! Cuz I might make some bad decisions I can’t even see straight, I might need some supervision Wave your hand up in my face, and you won’t get no two for flinchin Cuz I’m passed out, I’m not waking up, ain’t no point in pinchin hah Hook See me on the town I bet I’m faded Don’t hear my song at the club? They already played it I-i-i-im feeling type nice Drinks on the house, that’s the right price so Gimme four of those, more dough to blow And a couple more forties okay I…Dr-dr-drink it like there’s no tomorrow Ain’t no need to get the shot glasses, I drink it from the bottle ah! Straight from the bottle ah! Straight from the bottle ah! Straight from the bottle. To the bottom of the bottle. Verse 2 Act like you don’t know, how I got so throwed I’m faded off the soco or it could be the 4 Lokos tho Good thing I’m 21 now so the popo’s not gon get me All I see is hoe hoe hoe’s, but they’re not sliding down the chimney What is up with these, up with these, uppity choes That are lookin for company The night is y-y-young, and I ain’t done drinkin bottles of bubbly By the time I am, any ugly girls’ll be lookin like at least 8’s And they’re tryna get on, but since I’m a G All they’re getting is a gee thanks Back to my free dranks, I think I’m ready for another round I do the homerun, give her the runaround She could give another dude brain, let him dumb her down Old thirsty chick, I’m thirsty too, but for this liqour You been lookin at that drink, so long, you got, a mental pic-ture Drink it uuup, and pass it, throw it back like it’s classic Then throw it up like it’s nasty, we’re countin rounds like draftees Don’t ask me if I’m hamskied, I drink whatever I damn please, I’m tryna find my damn keys, I’m drunk Hook See me on the town I bet I’m faded Don’t hear my song at the club? They already played it I-i-i-im feeling type nice Drinks on the house, that’s the right price so Gimme four of those, more dough to blow And a couple more forties okay I…Dr-dr-drink it like there’s no tomorrow Ain’t no need to get the shot glasses, I drink it from the bottle ah! Straight from the bottle ah! Straight from the bottle ah! Straight from the bottle. To the bottom of the bottle.
13.
Hook She call me the referee cuz I be so official Verse 1 Fu-fu-fu-funk, where my REFS at? Lemme cook you up something hot, where’s my chef’s hat? Chronic, I represent every referee Repping Everything Flawless But boy I go the hardest But boy I got more bars than the warden Where’s the competition? I’m dyin of boredom Gimme suggestions so I can ignore em Somebody get on my level before I beat the game I got a lead foot on the pedal, heavy steady switchin lanes What you know about it, I’m ahead of the curve Head of the class, valedictorian You got your head in your ass and still can’t spit shit Take your L boy and get lit You’re stuck in the sewer but can’t kick shit I rep my team, then my city to begin the climb Then I put the mitten on like wintertime It’s dinner time to any rapper thinking he can spit a rhyme Get in line I’m not even painting yet boy, I’m still in my prime Hook She call me the referee cuz I be so official Verse 2 Hold up. Squad up. Get the whip, ride up East west what? Speck reps no side up Central. REF shit good for your mental Speck shit, floss shit, good for your dental Do your thing, but that work shit? That can miss me I ain’t waiting tables but I’m steady getting tips-y Word to the gin, or the cap, or the jack Got your girl with a grin when I snap on a track ahhhh Shiit act like what you know wusssupppp You talking shit? Oh that’s word. I just hear you discuss us It must suck to be that lame REFS man that be that name Name that shit I’ll beat that game Gas me up I keep that flame that fuego Then we turn that table Stack that bread, build that shit, then leh go Get those pockets lookin prego Say go it’s off to the races, we don’t chase it, pace it Face it, we get wasted, take the test and ace it Get a case and take it to the face Because we stay sick ah Hook She call me the referee cuz I be so official Verse 3 (Green Skeem) (QTheBars) 1 of 4 Q’in the bars team doing your whore-izontally Blowin green in my shop, green is in store The illest team on the block, started down low now we top It’s time for winnin, I’m tryna see Charlie Sheen on the watch I’m on top see the seat I’m sittin in You can’t see or match my feet, how you fittin in? We in the game like Madden, gotta have it Trendy’s the virus, my Johnson is Magic I have it Shocking the world. I think I’m static Thinkin what if I ruled the world? I’m illmatic Flawless is a habit, I’m royalty Now she fam floss she gotta be with that Oral B feel me? (Daggler) Real shit, the difference of a minute You one minute past your face so who the fuck you kiddin? I’m Mr. Fifteen still tickin, she mad cuz all the women But she just want that angry sex she just said she was ventin With her friends right? I’m runnin with the glove but not the same way as OJ I keep a bag of trees with more colors than a fall day, always Plus a little sippy, all fades, hey I know that life is awaiting us. You think that there’s a team better? You should enlighten us Cuz we four young dudes wilin, keep the girls smiling Pilin up, bitch don’t ask what’s what Hook She call me the referee cuz I be so official
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Opinions 03:52
Verse 1 People got a lotta shit to say Same person that was nothing yesterday’s the shit today Living in the moment Everyone’s a prisoner Everybody’s talking, nobody’s a listener Whatevs Imma get my ass to the top, like a butthead How could I not make money from the city of the Ducketts They say it’s luck, it’s, all about the timing Well luckily, I agree, so I put the time in Tell me that I’ll n-n-n-n-never make it Make your promises to me, I promise that you b-b-break em I’m not even mad, people stay up on some other shit One minute you hate it, and the next minute your lovin it Keep on saying bullshit, I’ll just keep on duckin it One day my pocket’s gonna have more than buck in it And you can suck on it and take your two cents Haters getting so old, they can’t even be a nuisance Hook I don’t know what Pat thinks he’s doin Does he realize that he’s just a white kid from private school ‘N his music’s wack anyway so where’s he really think he’s going? He used to be smart, now he’ll end up being no one Well…he said, she said. Me? I give zero shits Imma fly above it all, I’m on my superhero shit Say what you want about me Say what you, say what you want about me Verse 2 People got a lotta shit to say Acting like they know me when they only met me yesterday and Some old girls got a big head Thinking my songs are bout them, like they’re the only chick I ever met Get a grip, you ain’t all that I don’t think about you girl, not even as a fallback. Sorry It’s just that rumors kinda get to me Messing up good things with girls that’s into me So I just put that shit on paper, get to ventilatin Contemplatin, bout the chicks that I been datin I been takin way too many ladies at their word Maybe it’s just time for me to kick em to the curb. Thanks I’m an asshole? Fine. If it helps you sleep Call me what you want, just don’t call when you wanna cheat Saying you’re an angel, while you touching me and talking sweet Saying it don’t make it true, baby boo, talk is cheap Hook Patrick, I heard you’ve been talking to her behind my back? What is that shit? You don’t be with me? I keep on hearing things, I thought I knew you better You’re a dog. Why can’t you commit to me? I don’t see what more you could want Well…he said, she said. Me? I give zero shits Imma fly above it all, I’m on my superhero shit Say what you want about me Say what you, say what you want about me Verse 3 People got a lotta shit to say They want me to get my weight up, I want em to get away Like do this, do that, it’s the only way to make it Some ppl only give advice, but don’t know how to take it Living vicari-ously. Thru me Tryna get me to the top so they can say they knew me Shiiit, there’s a reason I’m ahead of ya’ll I ain’t let you get involved or get up in my head at all So… Middle finger the suggestions No. To all your questions. Too late for the veterans and sorry to the freshman I don’t got time for the Q&A Tru-a-lay I’m doing me (may), don’t try to get me to LA…I’m good If you got all the secrets boy use em But if you don’t, don’t take my digits boy lose em I ain’t for no games, I’m not living in your lie If you really are the man, why you all in (all in) my Damn business?! Hook Packi, I’m a big fan Look I think you got what it takes. So here’s the quick plan Oh by the way, I rap too Collab man! We have to Soon as we make a track together, trust me…you’ll be that dude! Well…he said, she said. Me? I give zero shits Imma fly above it all, I’m on my superhero shit Say what you want about me Say what you, say what you want about me
15.
Verse 1 You’ve had your warning shots It’s time for me to blow I’ve been sitting at the light Now it’s time for me to go Off to the races. The pace has been set I got amazing graces Set to chase the days I forget the places I went And all the faces I met I want it to be a blur I want these girls to love me But I wanna be with her I want it all And I’m on the verge of attaining it I’m breaking in the game Spilling my heart Leaving stains in it Killing the competition I’m a kid wit an ability You’ve never seen Try to get rid of me I’m like infinity. I never stop Imma be king You tried to get to me Look what you did to me Brought out a monster Brought out a beast You are not to fit to be anything Other than reason for me to spit over these beats Fast pace liviiiin (higher) Try to keep up Rock your show Jock your cho Watch you sweep up Then we’re out the door Leaving town without an encore Even our loudest doubters want more So they Hook Try. To. Slow Me down But the world don’t stop spinning around Try. To Stop what I’m about But you’re never gonna figure me out Cuz I’m on to the next thing. Pressing Never resting Till I’m the best thing The midwest’s seen So I keep on keep on Till I find a place to rest my head And sleep on sleep on Gotta keep on keep on Fast forward Verse 2 (JYoung The General) They say the struggle isn’t beautiful But you can see the lead shavings under cuticles And no this isn’t usual Beautiful. Seeing your loved ones know that you made it Print in magazines planning your placement Climb out the basement Head for the attic where flashing lights is emphatic And cameras smatter your actions. Actually this is happenstance Havin that sense of arrival then you rewind it Defying the odds, idols you idolized go from giants to lookin the same size Just wanted to change lives. I’m watching my life change on all of these plane rides Went from the plain side to numbers exchanged, hi’s, goodbye’s Family ties that I built on this strange rise to fame I’m sustaining the feeling sealing what I became Tryna break through the ceiling and put these guys to shame Rise to fame, it’s due to hit computer screens Why fast forward? Imma pause and live beautifully Hook Try. To. Slow Me down But the world don’t stop spinning around Try. To Stop what I’m about But you’re never gonna figure me out Cuz I’m on to the next thing. Pressing Never resting Till I’m the best thing The midwest’s seen So I keep on keep on Till I find a place to rest my head And sleep on sleep on Gotta keep on keep on Fast forward Verse 3 Fast forward to the better days Private jet getaways The day I get my cheddar straight And every debt is paid Fast forward to the good life Fast forward to the day That I find a girl that I should wife But don’t cuz I’m livin’ life Young and immature Fast forward to the days That I ain’t dumb and insecure Fast forward till I’m PGA Always on tour If there’s a cure For this I don’t need it! Fast forward to the day that I could be conceited I don’t wanna be arrogant I just wanna know that I succeeded Fast forward To the big lights Big stage, big nights Ringside seats at all the big fights Life’s a box of chocolates And I’m taking big bites Fast forward to the day That every left I take is right Rewind to the teacher That gave me my first sass Now I ain’t back in school But I’m taking first class Hook Try. To. Slow Me down But the world don’t stop spinning around Try. To Stop what I’m about But you’re never gonna figure me out Cuz I’m on to the next thing. Pressing Never resting Till I’m the best thing The midwest’s seen So I keep on keep on Till I find a place to rest my head And sleep on sleep on Gotta keep on keep on Fast forward
16.
Verse 1 I want this so bad Sometimes it keeps me up at night My friends hit me on my phone But I make up an excuse, so that I can stay at home Cuz I… I’m not stupid man They can’t see past the fact that I’m still Packi Duda man So if I told them I was workin on my newest jam And I couldn’t make it out tonight, would they understand? No. They don’t get it. But now I got fans. And you’re the reason I spit it And if I ever make it, then you’re the reason I did it I hope that you realize, that it’s because of you that my dreams are alive I want this so bad More than anything, I swear it’s true But when you stand out, they try to embarrass you That’s fine, I got a passion for this rapping thing And even though it’s scary sometimes, I feel it happening But it’s a race against the clock now My hand’s a door that everybody says is locked down Somehow I feel like I possess the key We worked too hard for this shit not to be our destiny I want this so bad, I can taste it What’s a goal till you chase it? How could I be complacent? When you put all this faith in me…yeah I feel like we can make it Hook I want this so bad (8x)

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released October 28, 2011

Executive Producer: Moe-T

Mixtape Cover By: ABP and Moe-T

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