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Pre Commentary:
If could save one life.
Thats worth a lifetime to me. You can be anything you want to be. Inspire Me.
Hook:
Vitruvian Soul/
Never felt so alive/
Extend my heart to the light/
and give the blind insight/
Vitruvian Soul/
I Never felt so alive/
Extend my heart to sky/
Angel by my side/
Bridge:
Do you believe/
that you can really be everything you dream?/
Can you pick up your feet even when it seems/
that the odds don't agree with your inner scheme?/
I AM what I'm fina be/
It's up to me to apply myself mentally/
Cus' physically I got the gift/
Keep my focus don't shift/
Won't let the devil deceive me cus' it's a reason for my breathing/
Verse:
About to free my people/
I understand the evils/
riding round' with the heathens/
Features of a leader/
Turning doubters to believers/
All black like a deacon/
Shawty told me keep on preaching/
I weather the weather until my season/
Winter, Spring, Summer, and Fall I'm ill/
Get the anesthesia when I'm sneezing for real/
Fake niggaz they squil/
cus' I be coming too trill/
You know what it is/
(Destroy and Rebuild Yea!)/
I wrote this shit while I was in the gym (work)/
They be going out while i be getting it in/
Torn within mayn I bleed this shit like its my kin/
Pad to pen until my story ends (Hip Hop)/
Bang click clock holster (flip it)/
We expose pretenders/
Them swap souls for riches/
Zip lock froze decisions/
You done dun pack it up bum/
Ima' live forever word to the Son/
One
Hook:
Bridge:
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2. |
AMPM
03:56
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PreHook:
Working like a mad man/
I just want to execute a change/
I ain't never switching lanes/
Riding round' hollering/
(Paint Brush Game)
Hook:
AMPM/
I be working AMPM/
Im On the gas so fast/
tryna' flex like Willie Beamen/
AMPM/
My niggaz working AMPM/
Leave the sleep for the weak/
We be scheming in these streets/
(Repeat)
Bridge:
Im doing all I can (Amen)?
Ima' Grind till' my pockets get swoll (Amen)/
Providing for my fam (Amen)/
I pray to God I never ever die broke (Amen, Amen)
Verse 1:
Early morning, late at night man I can't tell the difference/
Fell off in the game to win it/
I don't play no scrimmage/
Sacrifices I done made man you can't comprehend them/
These grown man decisions/
Lil' buddy mind your business/
Told my partner man I promise/
Ima' make sure we get them comma's/
God built me to bear this cross/
I'll bare these losses till' we profit/
Made my mind up to get my grind up/
so my eyes up till' the sun rise up/
All my moves made with precision/
Cus' I'm focused on my ambition/
You ain't giving a hundred percent my nig then I can't feel ya/
Don't comprehend them lame excuses that shit ain't familiar/
Pay the cost to be the boss up early trying to earn it/
It's all love but man get lost if you can't handle working/
Hook:
Verse 2:
Riding bumping Marvin Gaye cus' I been getting it on/
Flexing like Malone (Eugh) My flavor strong/
Watch the company you keep cus' they can steer you wrong/
Riding on my own (Eugh) I'm in my zone/
I can never be a loser Ima' play until im winning/
No more sleeping on the floor/
I need that silk up on my linen/
Ima' grind until the day I can look back at the beginning/
and reflect on how far we done came and toast to lavished living/
Know somebody gotta' feel the message in this song/
You know success around the corner when you working hard/
A lot of people take the easy way but it ain't worth it/
Doing it for a greater purpose you can catch me working/
Hook:
Bridge:
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3. |
Ocean View Part 1&2
04:45
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Hook:
Come here baby/
I know you/
Want a glimpse of this Ocean View/
Take you deeper/
Than you ever been/
Girl you in the presence of a Man/
Verse 1:
Man, I, Am,/
And, I, Stand/
Firm by my word/
fuckin' with a bird/
quench lil' shawty thirst/
Kick her to the curb/
I give lust but get mad love/
cus' I'm handsome/
My love glock got one shot/
This handgun to her damn lung/
She bleeding out/
I'm who she feenin' bout/
I take her heart for ransom/
That nigga that she can't be without/
She heard about the real but never had none/
Somehow she learned how to weave it out/
She got a poker face I feel bad for her/
She ain't even know her feelings sneaking out/
True meaning of betrayal/
she engaging in love warfare/
But she too frail and if she fail/
SHit will get rougher than brail/
but its too late/
fuckin with a man like me/
she say she can't flee/
From the get go I did know that she'd Be/
In L.O.V.E/
I can barely spell it let alone show it and she knows it/
She done fell adrift with a poet/
Seems like it happened in fast motion/
She open now she can't close it/
Fina play her hand she ain't foldin'/
She gon' ride or die and if she try to die/
she'll be by my side hollering homicide/
Cry for me/
Lie for me/
Buy that shit that like for me/
Fill the tank up and drive for me/
Break the blunt down and roll the fire for me/
Made a co-defendant from a independent/
This type of feelin' she'll never feel it/
From another nigga/
She won't admit it but she can't conceal it it's already in her/
When a woman loves a man/
When a woman really loves a man
Hook:
Verse 2:
You a good woman why I gotta go out of my way to corrupt you/
I don't deserve this type of love you convey in the face of disfunction/
We built a home to house our hearts but I'm buck wild and destructive/
If you treat me the way I treat you my heart muscle would combust/
I think I want to suffer/
Coldest to the ones that love me/
Shawty trust me with her feelings but/
I can't feel nothing/
but a pain in my stomach I'm sick of my selfish ways/
Only worried about me but ironically, make me hate my reflection/
Shawty gave me affection/
Only to gain my neglection/
I keep my feelings suppressed/
I favor deeper depression/
She say baby whats wrong/
I put a fan to her questions/
Communication is hectic/
Relationship is decrepit/
If she leave me now I'll/
Probably sleep beneath the ground/
Crazy how much she worth to me/
Cus' I don't appreciate her value/
Somehow she keep on smiling/
In the same direction of my frowning/
Don't why she stick around but/
I thank God she hold me down/
L.O.V.E.
L.O.V.E. ME
HOOK:
Verse 3:
How do you look in my eyes and I can tell that you love me/
And still feel butterflies deep down in your stomach/
How do you deal with agony of your love for me/
How do you pamper my arrogance while you humble me/
You must be a miracle cus' the feeling is spiritual/
Im possessed with a lyrical to confess through the stereo/
That you showed me to love when I thought that couldnt!/
Tis the wine of a woman/
And thats real.
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4. |
Do It!
03:41
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Life/
Whats it take for you to fight/
Day and night/
Do u have a sense of purpose/
If u lack this you're not worthless/
More valuable than any purchase/
Is to have a dream u interpret/
And pursue it/
Time/
Time is benign when you're/
In-line with the Devine/
Source/
Of course time will leave you behind/
If you do not make an effort to climb/
But if you rise thy cup shall runneth over/
Fluid/
Man/
Man in land of the damned/
Shall not flee but stand the wrath of the sea/
As the sand of the beach/
For he holds the key to set free/
Those that cannot see/
And where there the ground is most still/
There will b movement
Power/
Power to devour the sour of the final hour/
Shall allow man to tower above his brethren/
To shower the eternal life flour/
And we rise/
And we rise/
Hook:
DO IT/
OH….OH….OH
DO IT/
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5. |
Talkn' Down
03:47
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Hook:
Haters steady Talkn Down/
But they don't know a thing about me/
They don't see the troubles I see/
But Ima' keep trudging my feet/
(Repeat 2x)
Verse 1:
This gon be the realest story eva spoke/
About a young boss leader that would never fold/
On a mission of redemption trine' break the mold/
And wouldn't stop until he conquered every single goal/
Real Gs move in silence thats whats he was told/
Plans hidden in his mind you would never know/
Opened up his soul and spilled it out on every song/
So everything he spit the realist shit he ever wrote/
Dem pussy niggaz couldn't see him with a telescope/
They rather hear a hollow quote than hear a word of hope/
He realized the same people he was fighting for/
Was the same folk that wanna see him dead and gone/
But he never stopped/
He kept on getting it on/
Cus' he understood his purpose and was Sampson strong/
He wasn't interested in proving anybody wrong/
He jus wanted show the world that they can sing along
Hook:
Verse 2:
His own niggaz couldn't see his vision/
Yea they was with him but they couldn't really feel him/
In a lonely place but thankful for the grace of God/
The only thing he knew to do was keep on working hard/
True test of faith steady trine' pave the way/
Praying everyday his passion wouldn't be in vein/
Young mayn trine' get up out his momma place/
And get his mom place and put some pride up on her face/
Ironic how his situation made him humble though/
He used to be a wild nigga out of character/
He always did know he had the kinda flow to blow/
But at the moment he was broke and couldn't sell u nothing/
Yea he had a 9to5 and hustled on the side/
But nun of that could fuel the fire that he had inside/
He told himself if this was life then he rather die/
But his story continues because he stayed alive/
Hook:
Hook:
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Vinci lewis off n this hoe/
Shinning on em like mop n glow/
Super cool my wind chill blow/
Old school with the clear windows/
Flying saucer way outer space/
My Swai dripping off by mistake/
Black canvas fina blast away/
It ain't rocket science boy concentrate/
Fina reap a harvest like a farmer mayn/
Cus' I do this shit as if Simon say/
Stay down for my home team like Reggie Miller/
Riding round Jacktown Salt Lake and Denver
On the gas like nascar talking bout/
Going all out till' I ball out no time out/
Instead of crying bout' a drought/
How bout let your heart out/
And find a route with a water spout/
huuuh Damn Vinci you rap so good/
I live a life of strife and glory/
Couldn't touch me with your saddest story/
Fina hog the game mayn you people bore me/
I am the future new niggaz before me/
You claim to be real but you interpret it poorly/
And that won't keep your girl horny/
So don't you frown when I'm swangin down/
Trunk real loud with my window down/
Drop your girl back off at your house/
I just put her through a workout/
But what you expect she a low down chick/
If you was really real u would've known that shit/
You wouldn't b cuffing no broke hoe bitch/
Index middle finger flick!!/
Im swangin/
Hook:
Verse 2:
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7. |
Jubilee (The Old Me)
03:53
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Hook:
It been a long time/
A long time fa comin' for the fame/
And all the accolades/
Been standing at the door step banging' on the frame/
I thank I hear somebody fina let me n the game/
And I'm feeling like the old me/
Livin' out the dreams of the old me/
But nobody ever told me/
I wouldn't be the same as the old me/
When they chose me/
Verse 1:
Bang bang shawty let me n the game/
Money over everything.. wait/
Integrity over fame I mean/
Thank the Lord for all my blessings when I was reckless he favored me/
Don't play with me I'll slay you see/
You folk cant hang with me/
Riding round with my partners/
Everybody's hundred percent/
Run up on us get bodied/
Nah you don't really want that/
Still doing it for my Brothers, Sisters, Daddy, mother,/
Auntes, Uncles, hustlers, and all the motherfuckers with hunger/
Lets make it thunder/
Stay in the game like EA mayn/
You can make it through the rain of you stay you in your lane/
These streets ain't playing/
Niggaz acting like its funny/
All they focused on is money/
Not realizing that they're dummies/
Only value in the money/
Is the power that you give it/
And the land of milk and honey/
Is a place you cant spend it/
Should I fabricate my image for the digits/
Do waterer jus to get it to b winning/
Even though it ain't authentic/
Im'a use up all minutes/
Building with a gloss finish/
When they see me bossin' it/
Thats gon' silence all critics/
Yea I'm still that same cat way back/
Brushing his waves flat/
I just increased my faith and/
It shot me outer-space man!!/
Hook:
Verse 2:
When I was young I prayed God/
That I would make a lot of cash/
Up off this rap shit/
Cus' I knew I was way above average/
When Vinci hit that track they be like eww that boy swaggin/
DFA whats hannin/
PBG whats hannin/
I came a long way from skipping class to write some raps/
I done traveled foreign land so I can learn to be man/
But through it all I never lost my soul but gained a deeper passion/
Now I got the means and power to push it to the max/
But until then/
Getting how it gotta/
Eating with the vultures/
Wont get the jump on me I'm up before the foldgers/
All my partners close but all my foes is closer/
Cus' these niggaz got more faces then South Dakota/
I ain't no gangsta, I don't advocate no violence/
But David was a man of God and killed Goliath/
All I'm saying is its best if u don't try me/
Cus' If I got that flame a fire mayn can't revive ya/
Hook:
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8. |
Inspiration
04:20
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Hook:
Ain't no sense in changing/
Who you are is amazing/
You alone are created/
To be somebody's inspiration/
What do you do/
When you not inspired/
No matter where you look everything seems tired
The things that makes you feel alive/
Don't reside in ya' sight/
And your heart is divided as bullshit multiplies/
And I ask myself why I do try/
Knowing things will never b the same and I cry inside/
Cus' I'm tryna fight the fight/
To provide a lil light/
With no fire cuss' I'm really not inspired/
Bridge:
But you can be my Inspiration/
I can be your Inspiration/
You alone are created/
To be somebody's Inspiration
You can't tell Vinci Lewis how to paint a Mona Lisa/
I put my heart and soul in every song beat and feature/
Rap about my heavenly Father niggaz started tripping'/
Told me to keep topics bout' throwing money on women/
They want to hear that mainstream ignorant stuff/
But on the real my life to real to even give a fuck/
Fuck yawl not you I mean all of ya'll
Tryna' confine me to theses guidelines and common laws/
So much pride in your opinion u ain't God homey/
And I know you ain't consult him before you spoke them hollow quotes/
My music ain't for pussy popping hoes and hollow folks/
I do this for my people chasing goals to feed there souls/
Swangin' down the road/
Arm out the window/
Beat down low listening to the radio/
l don't hear the love in the rhythm anymore/
What happened to the passion, I dont know/
Man it breaks my heart/
Where'd it all start/
Don't want to see you die and it's tearing me apart/
So Ima' fight every step/
Until u run out of breath/
And I can flee with the angels/
Damn I think I found my inspiration/
Bridge:
Hook:
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Hook:
SWAION/
Know I gotta stay on my grind/
Pays off in time/
Take off in shine/
SWAION/
I just gotta SWAION, SWAION/
(repeat)
Verse 1:
40 days and 40 nights a nomad/
Steppin with direction its been so long/
Vision looking dim I'm feeling lonely/
Not sure which way to GO/
Devil want my soul he want me dead/
I must be blessed I must be next/
If I progress I shall give breath unto the dead.
Cant be scared I cant be weak/
I drop my nuts I'm getting it up/
These sacrifices in my life ain't jus for me this shit fa us/
Heavenly Father I trust you to strengthen my muscles when things get rougher/
Forgive my lust and cussing/
But when it come to busters I be like fuck em/
I do it for my sister I do it for my mother/
I do it for my niggaz in the streets that hustling/
And we gon ride till' the wheels fall off till' it all pay off through the pain and the struggle/
To Whom much is given/
Much is required/
They wanna kill me/
But Ima' survive/
Should've kept me down when you had the chance/
Now I'm back around with the master plan/
Can't stop me now you couldn't stop me then/
And I'll take you out before giving in/
Hook:
Verse 2:
I been grinding/
6th gear nigga overdrive extended milage/
I need my pockets cocky (fuck being modest)/
They discard me/
Cus' I b getting it so ignorant/
like I ain't been to college/
But I be dropping knowledge, hold on/
You say you chasing comas huh?/
Riding round' with a nine on you like Iguadola huh?/
I think you're talkIng garbage don't holler at me/
Ima' Ray Charles ya/
If you ain't competing I cant see you/
You sideline talking/
With no profit/
Whats up with your logic/
All I talk is that real/
Cus' all I know is that real/
Real purpose clear vision/
With the ambition to fulfill it/
Do you fill it or is it just me cuz its jus me than damn/
They falling off like humpty dumpty pick up that gunk please/
They try to suppress me/
But Ima' still thrive/
Protecting my soul/
You wont takee me alive/
What you meant for wrong God meant for good/
Thought I was lost deep in the woods/
But I kept pushing lil engine could/
Now I'm further then my eyes could eva look
Hook:
Bridge:
If you feeling like you can't/
Other people in the way/
Tryna keep them out your face/
All you got to do it is/
SWAION, SWAION, SWAION,/
All you got to do is/
Hook:
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10. |
Jammin'
03:19
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Hook:
Im Jammin (7 times)/
What you want to do/
What you trying to do/
For real/
I'm Jammin (7 times)
You better get it how you live it dawg/
Cus' thats what I'ma do/
For Real/
Verse 1:
Man this shit here jamming'/
Ya'll dont understand me/
Riding down the block I crank my amp, it b slammin'/
Jackson Mississippi where I got my country grammar/
But I'm swangin' on the westside with my partners cocking hammers/
Catch me out in New York City on my grind I give a dammit/
I'ma grind until I shine and never cry about the damage/
My folk in Salt in Lake City thats my mutherfucking family/
If you with it then lets get man lets stay about that action/
Out in Tulsa Oklahoma Mooney Muzik thats my brother/
He provides me with the knowledge to become a better hustler/
Shout my partner Trials thats a hustling muther fucker/
Aye what up my brother B we goon' keep holding down each other/
Vinci lewis never forget any anybody I done fucked with/
Cus' I know without real niggaz by my side I would b nuthing/
So I'ma keep it pumping/
While my people keep on hustling/
Cut the talking and discussing plant your feet and get this money/
Thats gon' hurt these haters stomachs/
Hook:
Man this shit here jammin/
This ain't for the average/
Yea u Jammin if you making sacrifices for your passion/
I was born an inspiration in a nation full of savage/
That's why I be everywhere they call me Vinci Lewis Atlas/
I know these haters rather see a nigga down then active/
But instead these haters panic cuss they woman smiling at me/
Nigga why u faking know u rather stab then dap me/
Gon head get at me/
It ain't gon' end up like you imagine/
Anger in my bloodline genetics of an attic/
To those that pray fa me I never take that shit for granted
Devil want my soul but he know that he cant have it/
I got power on my side and that nigga cant stand it/
This year I'm really famished/
I been going harder lately/
All I want to do is work work work until im stanky/
I'm turning down the turn up/
You fuegazie and you lazy/
I ain't got time to kick it nigga/
Fuck u pay me. Thats Jammin/
Hook:
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