1. |
I'm Fine
02:55
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[Verse 1: Toumi]
I took a lot of drugs when I was a teen
The result was that it fucked me up mentally
Wouldn't change it but I sure do bet that
It was the research chems that made a nigga schizophrenic
I was rushed into hospital after foaming at the mouth
Man, All my wayward behaviour it really stressed my mother out
Got friends who claim to be crazy
Coz they're the fucked up type
I never mention my mental but I've
Been institutionalized twice
Second time I went in
My birth mother kicked the bucket
Never met her in my life
But I buried the woman, fuck it
About my father, her lover
Nobody's told me shit
I've never seen him either
Don't know what I'd do if I did
[Hook: Toumi]
But I'm fine
But I'm fine
But I'm fine
But i'm fine
But I'm fine
But i'm fine
But I'm f-
[Bridge - Toumi]
Just walked a few miles home
I fell asleep on the bus
Walked through the pitch black cold
Out in the coldest month
But now I'm finally here
Inside my goddamn house
With no goddamn food
To put in my goddamn mouth
With no goddamn food
To put in my goddamn mouth
With no goddamn food
To put in my goddamn mouth
With no goddamn food
To put in my goddamn mouth
With no goddamn food
To put in my goddamn mouth
[Verse 2: Toumi]
Because I got no cash
Because I'm going away
In only 3 day's time
And on valentine's day
I could be going alone
Right now I really don't know
If so, I bought two tickets
But one will stay at home
In less than 3 weeks time
It will be my birthday
I've tried to end my life
Within the last 9 days
Y'all rap bout 808s
And smokin PCP
And all the cash and the bitches
And trap and the snitches
The grind? Oh, please
Chall know bout decent rap?
Chall know bout poetry?
Niggas mumble when they rappin
Chall even know bout speech?
Man, I ain't slept in days
That ain't no thing to me
Before I got banged up
I hadn't slept in weeks
My diagnosis of psychosis
Was the closest thing to hoping
They could strap me to a bed
And give me E.C.T
It's still legal to carry out a lobotomy
Here in my own country
Here in the E-N-G
If I got you on facebook and all you do is pree
And I don't mean on the memes
I mean on the shit bout me
And send that shit to someone else
Without my own consent
Then fuck yourself with a fat 12 inch spiked steel D
[Hook: Toumi]
Coz I'm fine
Coz I'm fine
Coz I'm fine
Coz I'm fine
[Outro: Toumi+Pusha T]
Tall figure
Balls bigger
Flaccid till the hoe's piped
So pricks
Hate me
Tapping on my own mic
Fraud niggas, y'all niggas
That's that shit I don't like
Your shit make-believe
Rapping 'bout my own life
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2. |
Lover
03:36
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[Hook]
They like to tell me I'm a lover, not a fighter
They like to think that I'm a lover, not a fighter
They always say that I'm a lover not a fighter
Til a head hits the ground before feels a little lighter
They like to tell me I'm a lover, not a fighter
They like to think that I'm a lover, not a fighter
They always say that I'm a lover not a fighter
Til a head hits the ground and it feels a little lighter
[Verse 1]
From the
Hole in the back of it, clapping fast and I'm accurate, stab or gash til you panic and
Jab a man in the abdomen
Wrap a massive package in wrapping paper and pass it on to my family and brethren, that's my album, I'm rapping classics, that is
Track after track of a
Badder man that can master and mix his own
Shit and smash the criteria of a rapper, as well as of a producer so looking into the future, you can expect to see me flying high like a paratrooper, that is
Recruiting features from names that are on the A list and playing on stages bigger than names that just couldn't make it, unveil my shit wait for my label to pay my wages get it in within the week, I won't have to be waiting ages for the
Payment and royalties royally bestowed upon me like the crown and scepter that I'll inevitably get and when the day is at hand that you can say the game is saved at least you'll know who to look to and to administer your praise and that is
The guy in front of you killing tracks like it's nothing and summoning the spirits of every lyricist that's given a million percent in every move that they ever made, that's from having the fans a-bouncing to tactically throwing shade
So take a crack if you think that your rapping's ill enough, could use some competition but doubt anyone'll bite or even try and make a move against a guy with a pen as ill as mine coz you'll get left in a state, regardless as always
[Hook]
They like to tell me I'm a lover, not a fighter
They like to think that I'm a lover, not a fighter
They always say that I'm a lover not a fighter
Til a head hits the ground before feels a little lighter
They like to tell me I'm a lover, not a fighter
They like to think that I'm a lover, not a fighter
They always say that I'm a lover not a fighter
Til a head hits the ground and it feels a little lighter
[Bridge]
But I've been fighting for ages, inner demons, outer racists, ageists, players, closest family and friends that try to stigmatise afflictions they don't have to live with while I sit and writhe, admit myself that I can be a little hard to put up with at times...
[Verse 2]
But I don't care what they gotta say
Hey, I'll do me and you motherfuckers stay
Straight living repetitive lives while I'm getting ahead
And I bet than when I'm in my delicate sheets feeling elegant
Open my eyes at whenever the fuck that I think that it's time to wake up you'll be missing the guy you decided to straight push away because one of these days...
Fuck it, today. Well I'm pushing everyone else back
I'll make it short so there ain't even need to send back
5 words to summarise how I feel. On my count, if you feel the same way then shout out:
1, 2, 3
FUCK EVERYBODY THAT ISN'T ME!
I've been bitter with people
And at times, it's gone savage
Not a single one of them have dared deny my talent
I'm fulfilling my destiny as a scribe
I'm here and it's my time
I'm bright and I fucking shine
Living up to my middle name
It's bait, fake playaz don't prevail
Wanna gas you up like I was when I first heard Hail
Uggh
Feel that?
(Clap clap)
Peel back
(Wigs fast)
White boys
(Act black?)
Oh No!
(Stop that)
It's just embarrassing' so leave it to niggas to say nigga
And pull triggers at figures that ain't with us and leave splinters in every finger that'd pull against us
Bitch I'm insensitive and set in my ways but
[Outro]
I still proclaim that I'm a lover, not a fighter
I like to think that I'm a lover, not a fighter
I'll always say that I'm a lover not a fighter
I don't smoke anymore but I still carry a lighter
I've always thought that I'm a lover, not a fighter
I swear to god that I'm a lover, not a fighter
I pinky promise I'm a lover not a fighter
I make music for people who need their day a little brighter
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3. |
The Other Guy
03:53
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[Hook - Toumi]
...but the other guy says "what you doin' on a Whoopsy Daisy vibe?"
The other guy'll sit and then just stare at you with crazy eyes
The other guy's a godless Ronin trapped inside a system that's designed for him to fight and show no mercy to the weaker side
[Bridge - Toumi]
He wonders why he can't hold down a bond with those he's with
Wonders why his paler friends got slits and not cuff scars on their wrists
I wonder why they told me I was Psycho and I'm Schiz and never listened when I said the other guy just don't exist
Uggh
[Verse 1 - Toumi]
It comes to something when the only word that you got's a truthful one and a known liar wants to go and try and ignite a fire that they know damn well could get you straight smoked
Close friends know I'm not a G and I never have been but if my time in this city's taught me one thing it's that we DON'T snitch and a loose tongue is one that's removed in one stroke
Now who wanna come and run up on a nigga?
Now who wanna chat shit about a nigga?
Now who wanna contest who got the most rapport and support in the underworld?
(AROO!)
Lone soldier, know the road's older folks that grow smokes and blow the smoke over
Only roll close with blokes that roll coldest
Phone a cold blower- Oh, the show's over
But there's rules to a life like mine
Following them to stay safe is your best bet
I've been reading between the lines so much
I don't even know what the text says
So I sit and I'm wondering why I'm hungry
Ceaseless thunderous rumbling in my tummy
I roll low key and beneath, the kid's sharp
B# when you C me, accidents leave scars
So I suggest you re-assess what's more important
Pride or health
Or find yourself quickly in a situation of life or death
Internally conflicted's the only time I'm beside myself
So keep it on a level, you don't want your head beside your neck
[Verse 2 - Toumi]
Unpleasant shit out the way, I'm here so where do I start?
I'd like to welcome every one of you to a week of nothing but bars
From bullshit from the top of my head to deepest issues of heart
From boppin along at a randomer's gaff to taking your headphones off
Descriptive and vivid and most all of this shit's explicit
I'm warning you all right now that your parents probably won't get it
To be frank, I don't think that you will either
Crank this shit up my bars they get deeper
It's all good vibes so chill and get wasted
Bring you shit super smooth like Craig David
Spark a convo like "how was your day?
No way babe! Really? Oh that shit's cray!
I don't believe it man, they at it again?
Ignore them hun, they're not worth your breath."
"(I) think you need to go rest your eyes
Tink that I'm cute?! Oh you're too kind!
Aren't you so silly, what're you like
I'm just your bog standard average guy"
[Hook - Toumi]
...til the other guy says "what you doin' on a Whoopsy Daisy vibe?"
The other guy that sits and then just stares at you with crazy eyes
The other guy, the godless Ronin trapped inside a system that's designed for him to fight and show no mercy to the weaker side
[Bridge 2 - Toumi]
He wonders why he can't hold down a bond with those he's with
Wonders why he convinced himself they EVER could give a shit
I see now why they tell me that I'm psycho and I'm schiz and never listen til I have to explain myself with a fist. BYUK!
[Verse 3 - Toumi]
Bare heads think that they know me
Bare heads wish to control me
So many heads gonna lose their headback
Attempting to make a show of me
Sick of it all and I'm sick of saying that I'm sick of it
Pinnacle ambition's what'll keep bringin the lyrics
Follow that with a passion, 4 years of practice
Badman of rap and what do you get? (Hazard)
Been shtum for a minute yea
But fortunately, I ain't slacked
You want to me post more raps?
Don't matter. Looky here, now I'm back
You can't knock my confidence when half your face is Mac
I give it about five months before you're sucking a dick for more crack
Me?
Different outcome, I'm not pissin about, if the sun'll still rise tomorrow, the rays'll still touch this house and as sure as daylight'll fade, in the night time I'll still be rhymin'
A beacon to let you know that there's always a light a-shining but it's bright
And it burns
Exposure'll get you hurt
To the point you go and pick up a burner and wanna murder before you step out and face the world
I've got my individuality, I'm a man that reps like no other
My whole life up to now I considered myself a lover
[Hook - Toumi]
...but the other guy says "what you doin' on a Whoopsy Daisy vibe?"
The other guy'll sit and then just stare at you with crazy eyes
The other guy's a godless Ronin trapped inside a system that's designed for him to fight and show no mercy to the weaker side
[Bridge - Toumi]
He wonders why he can't hold down a bond with those he's with
Wonders why his paler friends got slits and not cuff scars on their wrists
I wonder why they told me I was Psycho and I'm Schiz and never listened when I said the other guy just don't exist
Uggh
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4. |
Shower Bars
00:55
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[Freestyle - Toumi]
Common knowledge, A.T, breathe fire, man, ergo
Wake up everyday in the mornin' there's an inferno
Who should I throw on today, I'm partial to Kano
With the fire situation, I should live in a volcano
Dummies don't understand my lyrics but what would they know
Catch me rubbin my hands together as if i'm rolling play dough
Enjoy what I do and now I need to make the play-dough
But i'm serious with the lyrics like, I ain't come to play though
Too many up and comers say they wanna do a track with me
Pencil them in and I try and book them a feature
But see, they ain't as hungry as me so they don't turn up
And so I'm rapping by myself while they're at home bunnin' the reefer
Safe
If you'd rather puff upon the 'erb
Than come into the studio and lay me down a verse
You'll be dreamin til your withered, til you die, until you're old
See I don't just dream big, I achieve my goals
And I ain't talking 'bout my brows bein on fleek
Talking catch me up on everest and it's all peak
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5. |
Hazard
03:07
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[Verse 1 - Toumi]
Man better know my name on the streets
Chase me away then I will come back
When you say (blup blup)
People go (blup blup)
When I go (blup)
Everybody gets (brrrrrrap)
Take a dead man's clothes, sell them back to his wife
Bloodstains fresh from the gash of the knife
Spend all the dough she gave me on a piece
Come back the same night and take the gal's life
Yea they let me out man, I been inside
Man better run now, man better hide
Boy better know when I raise the bar, the cunt still won't score 'coz his shots go wide
Not a man still alive who could front my pack
Strap man to the tracks, yea I'm bad like that
Come to my pad, ransack for my stacks
But I'm strapped wirh gats to blow caps back fast
Strapped at my waist
Strapped to my teeth
Strapped when I'm eating
Strapped when I sleep
Strapped with a strap so fat, it'll blast back caps
From the northwest to the southeast
Man try chat like I might get mugged
Man is unaware that they are running on a thug
Man'll get tossed in the Mersey, tied up
Last breath screaming out "glug glug glug"
Man better know my name on the streets
Chase me away then I will come b-
Them man they know my name on the streets
When I'm knocking on doors, see them running out back
Off the lights, assault the guys and watch em cry
We sick deep when we ready to attack
Guys wanna get "white girl wasted" out on the piss
Try "black man wasted" dead in a ditch
Don't wanna see a guy like me switch
Shock to the bulb blows glass to bits
Unstable with a loose screw, breakdowns
Upataged in a battle, see man fake-out
Low resistance with a high charge - Meltdown
Own a pistol, one wrong move, DEAD now
Know that you could never psyche me out
Heart beats steady when the siren's loud
[Skit - Toumi]
Okay, do you know why I've stopped you?
...
Why don't you start by giving us your name?
...
We could do this here or at the station
...
Do you have anything on you that you shouldn't have?
[Verse 2 - Toumi]
Done some things I' ain't too proud of
Nonetheless you won't hear me mouth off
Conscience clean like a task force soldier
Won't snitch on-myself, face like poker
Man like me don't need no closure
And I'm only finna get much much colder
Fun in the summer is being out in the street but
Winter's coming, I need food on the freezer
Believe that the pizza people rate me
Their feet are in the street 'coz I make bare orders
Beastle tips for a speedy delivery
If I'm extra peckish, I might grab me some hors d'eurves
Colder seasons are the party times and when the smoke'll linger in the air of the night
And if you float our ways then you're in for a treat
'Coz like every motherfucker's got a smoke machine
And I ain't talking 'bout a smoke machine
I'm talking bout rhe people round here man, they smoke like smoke machines
To get their dopamine up for halloween
Until a guy gets smoked by a smoke machine
And there's plenty of places out here to hide a body
Real good specs you could dump a corpse
Alt River, Mill Farm, round Shevvy, by ours, on the way to double M in the boot of your car
Get a man boxed off 'coz he's acting hard
Poor guy didn't know you didn't come to spar
How hard you are, it don't matter at all when you're buried in your back garden
Not even far from where you spent your life until it all got shattered
Frozen stiff because you wanted to have it
Scary thing is, that don't even matter
'Coz that's standard practice for a walking hazard
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6. |
B.F.G
01:53
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[Verse 1 - Toumi]
I can see them around me, they come, they surround me
They screech and they scream and their only regime is to
Fight me until they can harvest my body, my soul and my mind
They came for a mess
They came to breed hatred, bring hell and distress
Well I won't disappoint, I'm ready, I'm poised
Right now I am more than a little annoyed
So bring on the demons and show me some mess
The walls'll be covered in bloodied up flesh
But I'm telling you now, it will not be my own
Let he who is without sin cast the first stone
But we are all sinners with hatred up in us
The difference is one of us kills for a purpose
And that one is me, destroy the elite
If they're big or they're small, they know they will fall
Asunder from when they have opened the door
(Bow down)
What have we found, a mortal in here or is it a clown?
Mistakes have been made, the price will be paid
Their guts will be harvested pound for pound
(Bow Down)
Listen to me coz this'll be agony, why don't you flee?
We'll make this a game, you run from your pain
We'll catch you and kill you again and again
Bow down
Don't look around, above anything you should never look down
The blood and the guts from the bullets and cuts are the only thinf noticeable, look around
So now I am here, you came here for me
You all heard me coming, the sound of my feet
So know when I send you all back where you came from I vanquished you all with the
B
F
G
[Verse 2 - Toumi]
I shoot and you die and you run and you cry
And you fall to the ground in the blink of an eye
From the doors to the walls to the ceiling and floor
There's a mess to be made out of every one of you
Battle the warrior, armies will fall
The soldiers of hell have a tale to tell of the
Doom Marine, rip out your spleen and feed you your heart, make a mess of the scene
Ripping and tearing and feeding and growing
And killing the villains and pillaging weapons
See this is my business and business is good
Stomping the evil and drowning in blood
I'm in my element, you say the same?
Catch me and kill me again and again?
Making me laugh. I'm killing your ass
I do this for free, don't need any cash
Lightning strikes up to thrice
A tissue, a tissue, (we all fall down)
Thunderous echoes throughout the room mean that
Moments from now, it'll be over soon
The snuff, to my ears is a wonderful tune
You're doomed
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7. |
Outta Line
01:01
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[Freestyle - Toumi]
Man, I'm straight outta line and this body's just a vessel
Fuck a retarded bitch just to make her feel special
They wanna try and tell me everyone's afraid of something
Well thank god I'm a nobody and i ain't afraid of nothin, bewildering invidual, grab the knife, get to cutting
Chopping up motherfuckers, my finger up on the button
One shot to calm me down
Two shots to help me sleep
One bottle, two bottles
Now I'm finna fucking wreak
Havoc on these motherfuckers
Looking at me sideways
Lock stocked, Glock shot
Buried in my driveway
People are catching cases
People are slashing faces
Every girl I get close to is dying to try my patience
Dying to go and push me over motherfucking lines
'til hell breaks loose and I'm having to make a statement
Dyin to see me switch and turn into the love child of
Chris Brown and XXXTENTACION
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8. |
Hits
02:10
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[Freestlye - Toumi]
Too. Many. Man
Too. Many. Gal
Too many man wanna take me for a dickhead
Too many gal wanna take me for one too
Too many people wanna take me for a ride but not ride me out like I ain't your crew
Too many people wanna take the piss
So too many people are gonna take some hits
Toumi's the name, and I came in the game to change the way people think, Now
I've come a long way from making diss tracks called Flappy Bird in two thousand thirteen
Practiced my craft and I've mastered the graft
I'll be damned if a nigga says he doesn't feel me
Coz I'm a big man now, got a house of my own, go gym, eat big, peng ting and a cat
So tell me what it is that makes you think you can come around and act like that
Speaking to me like you think we're friends
Asking for favours where will it end?
Next time when I snap it won't be on a track
A swear a body's gonna get their fucking wig clapped back
As if I don't have enough trouble of my own
Money, Family, Life
Knock back a shot for all three because they cause me sorrow and strife right now
I wanna do things that'd make an angel get put away for a very long time
[Censored bleep] and all before half 9 in the morning. Victims are a snorin, hustlers-a-hustle from the break of dawn and I ain't no different, regular citizen, ready to do better
The tools I'm given will be more than adequate the platoon, my troops, we can more than have it and moreso than ev/ry one of the goons, you faggots could ever summon to a scrap, so just don't fight back or you'll know a wrath like no other. Fam
This is a warning so don't ignore it or you will end up with your door-a kicked in
Silly little niggas wanna bring the beef? Guarentee, I'll bring more than you could pack a fork with
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9. |
Tony
01:54
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[Freestyle - Toumi]
Backpack, Nickel grill, hoodie and an overcoat
Cash stacks of fifty bills are missing from my bank account
But that ain't due to the fact that I been withdrawin my money, it don't exist so I want to go grab the pistol and riddle a couple killers, or spin up a couple million by taxing a couple hundred dealers up on the streets of my hometown
Bare-faced, laughing as the gat, sprays but I ain't even gangster, I can't do it the Ste French way...
So it's either pursue and follow my dreams or just stew in all of my grief and then suicide it for me and in case you ain't noticed, hoe this old bigger nigga's a-breathing and biting like i'm-a teething, tomorrow's another weekend so I'll
(Blank face)
Bank Race, battling a man like Pat Stay, waltering the white with dank spray sniffing it until I've got a loco, ice-cold blank face, hey babe, you ain't even on my pay grade
But count yourself lucky honey, no smiles not providing, just a blank face
Up here ya fucking with straight funk
Super-schizophhrenic so you never could take us
We make the metal machine buss
Run up on a nigga, put the thang to his face, (uggh)
[Bonus Bars - Toumi]
Scandling raped sluts, the type who were abused as children and inevitably ended up hustling prostitution
Don't you cry baby girl, you should hold this, wipe you're eyes, I'll give you something to powder your nose with
Now sell your ass or I'm putting you in the hospital
The ignorance of niggas is what's making all this possible
obviously abandoning your safe spaces ain't an option
so let me thank progression for keeping me so profitable
It's a shame though, we could be taking racism but y'all'd rather cave than get involved in a debate and I hate to be pushing hate but really I ain't one for politickin' my game is the dollar getting, I plan on doing it with a blank face.
...I ain't even gangster
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10. |
The Centenary
05:45
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Name's Toumi
Fire breathing hell raising heathen
The demon butcher's cut from the belly of the behemoth
Think you're cold and fly until we're in the Winter season, bitch, the fuck you think's an arctic falcon to a desert eagle?
It's evil
The type of shit that ain't allowed a sequel
If you see me spittin' fire then you know i brought the diesel
Think you're something special but your matter's only faecal fool
You're leaning on a pad and sitting next to you's an easel
You need more colour in your lines
Bro might start slipping if he thinks I'm scared of him
Man wanna battle me? I'mma take care of him
Crept on, Conan'd like the barbarian
I ain't a prince man I made some mischief
With Will that got me in brown like Harry
I'll light up your life like the match of the day 'fore I chip up to linacre road and eat gary
What?
You think coz I nearly died like 5 times that I'd knock that shit on the head?
Bitch talk, that lad and I'm no wimp fam
I ain't even going to quit AFTER I'm dead
Real big spliff when I blaze in my grave
Six deep, all pale and bony as fuck
Trippin balls with my Jaw half way across the cemetery goin hella white on the pills I just took
That's life. And I'm west. I bang loads of drugs but not ket
I know for a fact I rap well
But I won't
Say I'm the best 'til I'm best
Too many rappers say too many rappers til Toumi comes through with a tune, and gets hype
Imagine the shame of your fanbase sayin that you spit much worse than a guy that's not signed
My god (OH LAAAWWWDD)
What's that (THOSE BARS)
Those lines (KILL BEATS)
That rap (GO HARD)
I'll probably never play golf coz I go over the top with my pars
People believe you should keep it real but you don't wanna know of my past
Guarentee that'd make you sick to your stomach and you'd take your headphones off
So for now, I'mma stick to the easy listenin
Freestyle bars from the seat I'm sittin' in
Spend my time on a beat just killin' it
Smile wide bout the "peace" I'm livin' in
Because when I take my tongue from my cheek
The vibe of my life goes from peak to peak
And when I think of the guys that can't Rap
Mumblin into a microphone to get cash
And I see the people ratin them man as a class act
Fam I ain't gonna lie but I start to get mad
So I need to calm it all down, give me a second just to catch my breath
Perfect time to slip a pill in his drink
Take him outside and curb stomp his head
Toumi, you alright there man, you were in a world of your own?
Believe me, you don't wanna know, that crazy world I call home
And the lord of the land still wanna make me homeless and stress me out half to death
Once again I'm getting letters from his goons for nothing but daring to try and draw breath
I feel my cool is slipping
Just tryna maintain my health
So fuck the easy listening
There's shit to get off my chest
Whatcha know bout bein' the only coloured youth in all of your hood?
Watcha know about catchin beatings from people that don't like the way you look?
Watcha know bout hittin the gym at 14 like "fuck this, enough's enough"
Watcha know bout walking past, your old bullies quickly shut the fuck up
Whatchoo know bout mental health like
Anxiety and depression are cute but having to live as psychotic and scizophrenic's a tune you don't want to vibe to
Or want to live your life to
A tune you can't exactly rest your head and close your eyes to
A tune that the voices inside'll battle for your mind and a tune that you won't want to go on-
Line to voice your pride to
Ridiculous the we way we sickness as something less than afflicting and something cool to be bragged about to our friends
Don't cite your mental health as an excuse like it'll wash with me, I'll help you out but only if you help yourself as well
Well, well well, well I told you the bars got deeper, that was Monday, grab some wellies 'fore you step into the well
You ain't ready for the magma, massive Magmums. Straps and Johnny's, Lollies always got one on me
Case I need to buss or buss or get thirsty
Got me these worms by waking up early
Still here? Ain't bored to death yet? Halfway through and you ain't bored to death yet. I wonder how many more bars I'll have to pen before peers and friends consider me a vet' yeah
I'll do that
Shatter the fourth wall
Poke my head through and
Bang out my tunes
Like a 2 way mirror, I'm letting you all in
So It's only polite to smile and then wink
Back to Rap, you ain't ALL the spirit of Pac so how about getting a personality of your own
5 MCs at the top of my head who think they're king
But if my time in this city's tought me one thing, it's that we DON'T snitch, I throw shade, and wait for the bait to be taken, no need to drop names I only spit flames so stay in your lane or fall straight from grace
I'll switch place with a "Top Tier" MC quicker than the MC could attempt to save face
So keep to creepin, preein, keeping tabs and waiting for the day that I slip up
It ain't gonna come, run
Fuck out my sight
How you scared of hell when it's earth that's alight?
Burned and it's like
Cursed after night
Learned how to spite
Murder and vice
I promise for every single second I'm in the game that you could never ever say I'm the worst on the mic/
Why chat shit? You know, I'm far from it
By chance if you start to go plotting
My man's whip might bypass pigs
Might find out why you hit the car bonnet (4:07)
Back to life/
Motherfucking ressurection and there's plenty of vitality in this vessel of mine
I've been writing this for nearly a year and times change so it's time to make ammendments to a few earlier lines like
What?
I've got a kid on the way so since I've gone and made someone preg
Everything considered I don't plan on getting withered but I've gone and knocked all that on the head
Fuck that shit, can't blaze every day
Shit's weak, won't fail my daughter or son
Can't stumble any more, stepping up and I'm forever ready even when I had to face the kid's mum I
Got a full time job, was ready to get together for the sake of the baby, I helped when she stressed
Trying my best to keep our heads level, be present but appaz I'm "only in it for the sex"
Enough's enough now I'mma have to bite my tongue for her or end up mental again or even a black widower
Back to back on every one of these tracks
I've spat flames and facts, still I'm accused of being fake but
If I rapped in me accent twenty four seven, not a fucker would understand a single word that I say
I got lyrics for days, weeks, months, years, enough to last me til the day I die and and after that
I call this rap The Centenary coz there's a hundred bars worth of verse packed into the one track
No hook, no chorus, interlude, filler, skit or anything that could make this less than what it is;
A testament to dedication, blood sweat tears and all the evidence you need that I'm never scared to commit
A letter to you from Toumi, I've found my passion, it's rapping, still got news for anyone who's convinced they could hack a send...
That's all my shit out the way, still here but here's where this ends, I'll catch you all later, peace out, I'm off to buy a new pen
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11. |
Deoxyribonucleicacid
03:05
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[Verse 1 - Toumi]
To the guy that took over the shop at the end of my block
The word that's up on the streets is yo' pockets is getting hot
If my girl ever come back to me, if she be short in change
I'mma show you a vengeance runnin' deep as my DNA
Today anyone that doesn't like me is in squeezin' range
Fistbump, handshake, warm/cold embrace
After it all, lucky enough to meet my gaze
It's 'coz stabbin' you in the back just ain't up in my DNA
I'm looking on an eviction 2 years into where I'm livin'
Think I'm gonna lose it all and look my papa in the face?
When the rent's been getting paid?
But you're still up on my case?
You're mistaken in seeing enfeeblement in my DNA
I'mma crush and I'mma conquer, I'mma seize and overcome
Until I'm layin' dead in the street and buried next to my mother
Or my brains are blown out in front of my grievin' old mum
Don't fuck with me if you think that I'm peepin on where I'm from
I ain't even know that shit but remember just where I'm from
Walton, Liverpool, Merseyside, England
If you think I'm talkin' radical, should see me on my board
Talkin' old school, baby. I'll skate before I preach hate
But I'll practice before I preach and I'll bleed coz I ain't a preacher
I'll teach what my teachers taught me and radiate their influence with
Vibes
Got you feelin' this
Vibes
On my realer shit
I'm
Fuckin' killin' it
Fine
On my deeper shit
Keepin it equal with people that keep it cerebral but believe me, there ain't no evil that's defeated my people. That's why I'm here, nigga
That's why I'm real, nigga
That's why finding rhymes that can fuck with mine is rare, nigga
'S why when I'm urked and I'm alone
When I'm chillin on my own
I have full dialogues when there's no-one else home
Catch me cackling to myself like every single fucking day
Man, this shit ain't ever normal makes me think and feel like I got something else in my DNA
[Bridge (Overlayed) - Toumi]
Paranoia is just wisdom init
I've seen you 3 times today in 3 different places
Why are there so many taxis about?
What's that light in the distance?
Can you hear that?
It's not my fault that, like, I think this way is it, I mean given the circumstances...
Ahhh, nah nah nah fuck all that, listen yo
[Verse 2 - Toumi]
Who do I serve nigga?
Why is it when I'm surrrounded by strangers I'm losin' my nerve nigga?
Was it coincidence stayin up in the same unit my mother, estranged did?
Is it coincidence that when I'm headin the gym, the machines that I sit on and then that I lift on are made by a company calls itself Matrix
Huh?
Then will it be coincidental if an accident that results in my death could've just been prevented if I'd held my breath
Divine intervention is not a deterrent from tellin whatever is stressing me mentally, physically. Killing me? Never could finish me
This the infinite, ultimate Alpha, Omega and everything in between
This is the leftover angst I never did get to outlet as a teen
This is the root and the source of the cause of but all of the rage I display
It's the result of me having the genes of a legend in my DNA
Byuk
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12. |
Penny For My Thoughts
02:59
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[Verse 1 - Toumi]
Offer me a penny for my thoughts
I won't take less than a fiver
I know a few blokes that'll ride out
On top of that, man I know a couple drivers
Night riders, fly by some guy-ers
Wind down the window, Blast out the side-ers
Bye-bye goodnight, a flashbang, you're blind
Kite looking something like the bottom of a pepper grinder
Hole-y...
Desperately tryna figure out who to pray to
But you never went church in your life
Why on earth would God wanna save you
Ain't no salvation for a pagan, pay my wage or stay brainless on the pavement day by day I'm spinning shit like a beyblade stay safe til payday and there's food on the table
[Verse 2 - Toumi]
...topped with fine arabian silk
As babes of all races lay in the quilt
That's black to caucasian, asian, australian
Built like Rocky with dames that'd fight Adrian
Aim for the right place with
Some pain, and you might make it
I gain when I chase paper
Your favourite game changer
Is back to smack rap
And the crap that are half-assin
I'm hoisting the black flag
Pulling up in a skull cap
Then I'm pushing a wig back
While I'm pushing white to blacks
It's Yin for my damnation and
Yang for the salvation, I ain't making it
Holler if you spot a nigga barking
But the bait bites back and
It's worse than a dalmation's
[Verse 3 - Toumi]
Turn up turn up turn up
Til I bill another blunt and then it's time to burn up
Pack artillery like I'm a military surplus
Store owner
So my phone ain't the only thing blowing up
But know this your ear's'll ring nonetheless
Best dressed, do not test
I ain't gotta wear a vest and flex up my pecs blow kisses to a vixen to get me some SHEX!. OI!
Switch the flow up
The roof'll come down
If you wanted to C-Hill
Why you jump around huh?
Jump jump jump jump
12 Gauge, load, pump
Pack, aim, squeeze, duck
Reload, blast back
Bang bang bang bang
And if you can't perceive my lyrics
As quickly as I can spit em
I've got no leeway to give you
My flow's too complex to compute
So you better hope that when I
Jump up on the microphone
You don't hear a cold flow that go like
I got millions and millions of bitches
My niggas is jungle gorillas
My cousins ans uncles are
Strapped with the gats
And the white is as pure as vanilla
Hey diddle diddle
The cat and the fiddle
The cow jumped over the moon
Open your mouth
When you're trying to rap
Unless you wanna sound like a fool
BUUUUUUUUU'N that man, c'mon...
[Verse 4 - Toumi]
To whoever ever thought that I could never pick it up
I'm warning you that you should never ever ever call my bluff
Coz I never leave home
Without an ace in the hole
See the look on my face
You know, oh so cold
You need more colour in your lines
Bro might start slippin if he thinks I'm scared of him
Man wanna battle me, I'mma take care of them
Crept on, Konan'd like the barbarian
I ain't a prince man I made some mischief
With Will that got me in brown like Harry
I'll light up your life like the match of the day 'fore I chip up to linacre road and eat gary
What?
You think coz I nearly died like 5 times that I'd knock that shit on the head?
Bitch talk, that lad and I'm no wimp fam
I ain't even going to quit AFTER I'm dead
Real big spliff when I blaze in my grave
Deep six, all pale and bony as fuck
Tripping balls with my Jaw half way across the cemetery going hella white on the pills I just took
That's life. And I'm west. I've banged loads of drugs but not ket
I know for a fact I rap well but I won't say I'm the best 'til I'm best
Too many rappers say too many rappers til Toumi comes through with a tune, and gets hype
Imagine the shame of your fanbase saying that you spit much worse than a guy that's not signed
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