1. |
2+2 / EXODUS
10:19
|
|
||
|
Two plus two don’t equal four no more
Everything that you knew is out the door
There’s a a war goin’ on outside
and it ain’t nowhere to hide
Will you stand and fight? I don’t know.
You won’t see what’s goin’ on
Til the battle is on your lawn
Is that what it’s gonna take for you to get your mind together, baby?
Will you see the light? I don’t know
C’mon people let’s use our minds
If you can’t see it then you must be blind
If you can’t feel it then you must be dead
C’mon people let’s use our head
We gon be alright! That’s fo’ sure.
(Guitar Solo)
(Outro)
North to the South to the East to the West, there’s a war goin’ on, best protect yo’ neck!
(4x)
|
||||
2. |
WORLD ON FIRE
03:44
|
|
||
|
Wake up in the morning
& turn on the news
All these different faces on
singing the blues
Going "More crime! More fear!"
They got ears
But they ain't paid to hear
That's what you want
You want it all unclear
Turning a profit off
Blood, sweat and tears
You got these ideas in your head
Like it's all sweet...
When you start duckin lead
we gon see
We say Hey (hey)
If you ain't with us you in the way
This ain't a game
We say hey (hey)
Not here to play
we here to stay
we won't go away
(Hook again)
The war is over
The battle is won
We bigger than your
Bullets & guns.
You can
Flex your bank accounts
But we all know what that's really about
On that day
When we storming the gates
Remember all the people
That you brushed in your hate
Memo went out
Your soldiers ain't get the call
So either
Come heavy
Or don't come at all
Wake up in the morning
Don't let it have you lose ya mind
Everything is falling
But we can set the world on fire
|
||||
3. |
WAR CRY / F.Y.M.
05:21
|
|
||
|
WAR CRY
Hey
There’s a war in the city
and no, we can not let our people down
I hope you’re ready, people get wit me
Cuz we about to bring the kingdom down
Said there’s a war in the city
and no, we can not let our people down
I hope you’re ready, people get wit me
Hey
Cuz we about to bring the kingdom down!
Let me hear your war cry! 2x
Woah oh ayy ooh
Woah ooh ayyy oooh
Yoo oh ayy ooh
Yoo ooh ayyy oooh
F.Y.M
Fuck you mean they ain't convicting killer cops? (what?)
fuck you mean they evicting us from the
spot?
Fuck you mean?
Fuck you mean?
Fuck you mean?
The fuck you mean?
Fuck you mean they ain't convicting killer cops?!
fuck you mean they evicting us from the
spot?! (No!)
fuck you mean Donald Trump callin the shots?!
The fuck you mean this shit to explicit to get a drop?! (Lawd!)
Fuck you mean?
Fuck you mean?
Fuck you mean?
The fuck you mean?
Fuck you mean?
Fuck you mean?
Fuck you mean?
What the fuck you mean?
Fuck this shit my squad hugging the block
the state of the world got my stomach in knots
Dear Heavenly Father help my people get off this rock
I feel like Paak in Malibu - these niggas got me hot
I hope we don't go to war before we go on tour
If Donald say it's bombs away, its bodies on the floor
Fuck you mean they caught my bredren coming out the store?
Fuck you mean the rent gon be a thousand dollars more?
Fuck you mean they ain't convicting killer cops?! (Killer cops?)
fuck you mean they evicting us from the
spot?! (NO!)
fuck you mean Donald Trump callin the shots?!
The fuck you mean this shit to explicit to get a drop?!
Fuck you mean?
Fuck you mean?
Fuck you mean?
The fuck you mean?
Fuck you mean?
Fuck you mean?
Fuck you mean?
What the fuck you mean?
|
||||
4. |
BOTTOM'S UP
06:25
|
|
||
|
First things first
ima kill you
Just to let you know
Im that sour shit you feeling
That ameretto flow
I’m the shit that make you cool
Have you stumble through the door
& yak up on the floor
well
That’s just the way it go
I’m a hard hitting
never chillin
cold killa
Im not long winded
Cus In the end
Words will get ya
Now you Jaundice-n
Yellow belly my intention
you got soiled linens
and these years of skewed perceptions
go
Money on the dresser
money on the flo
money on the bed
can’t take it anymore
if money so effective
and money is the truth
how come its all these things that
money can’t do
HOOK
Bottoms up
Bottoms up
(DRINK!)
Pour Mo liquor in ya cup
Spread the wings like you can fly
Singing
I ain’t ever gonna die
Bottoms up
Bottoms up
(DRINK!)
Put mo liquor in ya gut
Swerving on the 95
Singing
I ain’t ever gonna die
I’m the shit that made ya daddy beat ya momma
The same shit that told you that I will solve all of ya problems
It was me who made you forget the condom
And if you get burnt
keep in mind this what you wanted
(ya haunted)
I will always linger
any help
you try to get
will get the middle finger
Chrome to ya dome
I’m telling you
to pull the trigger
Just to try
n exorcise
away this hidden figure
whose resolve is bigger?
Money on the dresser
Money on the flo
just spent a check
About to blow some mo
You can go to meetings
But both of us know
as long as you breathing
I’ll never let you go
HOOK (2x)
Bottoms up
Bottoms up
(DRINK!)
Pour Mo liquor in ya cup
Spread the wings like you can fly
Singing
I ain’t ever gonna die
Bottoms up
Bottoms up
(DRINK!)
Put mo liquor in ya gut
Swerving on the 95
Singing
I ain’t ever gonna die
|
||||
5. |
FOOL'S GOLD
06:51
|
|
||
|
Mr. pretentious
Bust your head open with a fender
Your lifestyle is so
Why don't you hire you some henchman
Breadwinner
We know you sweet
You a beginner
Doing things tryna test
Start some shit make a mess
Chorus:
Sitting in your big house
Countin all your fools gold
What's it worth to gain the world
And lose your soul?
Big spender
You got the bread
Don't need no lender
You get your news
From a birdy, send a man
You won't
Get ya hands dirty
Big baller
You'd off your momma
For a dollar
What you touch, you destroy
You get caught
And play it koi
Fuckboy
Chorus:
Sitting in your big house
Countin all your fools gold
What's it worth to gain the world
And lose your soul?
Send them to the big house
For chasing all that fools gold
What's it worth to gain the world
And lose your soul?
|
||||
6. |
SAVAGES REVISITED
09:27
|
|
||
7. |
SWAMP SAUCE
05:19
|
|
||
ill Fated Natives Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
ill Fated Natives creates a blend of gritty blues, hard rock and smooth jazz to captivate the mind and stimulate the soul.
If you like ill Fated Natives, you may also like:
supported by 4 fans who also own “Live at The Bitter End”
Very happy a colleague recommended Mdou Moctar to me after I discovered & fell in love with Tinariwen and this new (to me) desert blues sound! Mdou Moctar inject more of a psychedelic sensibility into their music rather than Tinariwen's drone, making it flavorfully distinctive, while still carrying that shining, twanging, sun-drenched sound we all love about Saharan desert rock. Love the grooving rhythms and the alternately snappy clean or drowned-in-effects guitar melodies. Excellent work!
go to album
Brooklyn-based artist Devin McKnight makes terrifically experimental pop music, pairing skewed guitar arrangements with sly hooks.
go to album
Each zodiac sign gets a theme song on Ben Katzman's latest record, featuring members of Illuminati Hotties, Potty Mouth, and Colleen Green.
go to album
Raw live recordings back this rap album which peaks when guests like Lyrics Born, Ozay Moore, Mr Lif step to the mic.
go to album
The Canadian trio's knack for writing bangers plots a steady course through the maelstrom.
go to album
See the World on Fire
by the Ar-Kaics
On their first new record in six years, the Virginia garage punkers take on the end of the world with the requisite clang and clamor.
go to album
Echo Dancing
by Alejandro Escovedo
The legendary Alejandro Escovedo returns with another country-rock scorcher.
go to album
