“Here's to the crazy ones, the misfits, the rebels, the troublemakers, the round pegs in the square holes... the ones who see things differently -- they're not fond of rules... You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them, but the only thing you can't do is ignore them because they change things... they push the human race forward, and while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius, because the ones who are crazy enough to think that they can change the world, are the ones who do.”
S. Jobs
deadmonton
deadmonton deadmonton , say it seven timez like as if candy man candy man, soon to see a city so scary full of gang bangerz fee’z, drug dealerz, gz murders on the seen. That you never saw on television screen yeah, like what I’m saying feel what im saying, deadmonton almurda is the finest on the map, gotta love it where it at young gz pour out liquor once they twist the bottle cap, for sum love, fum the soil showing honor the the dead drinking old English, throwing up gang sign, saying fuck the feds, hell yeah brothers out there show no sympathy, its all about bad motherfuckers bringing agony, no mercy motherfucker…
Once upon a time, you call my city Edmonton
Started getting wild, now got the label deadmonton
Brothaz losin lives, fallin victims to the street
All because of gang ties, or the police on the beat
In these cold streets of deadmonton city
Its fuck the police, never show no pity
Prostitution and drug dealin always in effect
People always doin shit that they will later on regret
The scene of our city, might look so enticing
But when you come into the streets, they be uninviting
The problems that we face, be corruptin young lives
If ya think that this is fake, then just take a look at mine
Murder rates risin, extendin past the top
Tryna cease the violence, but it will never stop
The overall message, the one thing we should know
In deadmonton city, there will never be no hope
deadmonton deadmonton/ province Alberta/ drug addicts in the streets/and people getting murdered/ every unlit corner find homeless people lurkin/ young girl on the streets sex trade feelin worthless families broken down/ fathers aint workin/ mothers getting beat/ sure as hell aint perfect/ suppose to be a capital/ where the hells your dignity/ RIP CG sorry that you be decease/ only 17 shot down in the fuckin streets/ not by gang violence but Edmonton police/ city of champions what the hells that suppose to mean/ you can’t be a champion/ and also live in defeat/ deadmonton deadmonton say it slowly/ 33 murders its hard believe/ 2 homicides in the span of a week/ every step I take every breath I breathe/ the city at war when we going find peace/ bruises on my arm pinch myself think im asleep/ cuz this city goin crazy/ crazier than it seem/ theres a lot of shit hidden that we can’t even see/ hope one day I’ll wake up and this will all just be a dream/ deadmonton deadmonton someone set me free.
Deuces
Is it love or is it fake/ baby tell me right now/ I don’t want to play these games and leave you with a frown/ I aint tryin be Drake I’m tryin be me/ so make up your mind am I your destiny/ or should I pack up leave you painful memories/ im educated in the game and theres more fish in the sea/ we were voted cutest couple you know we were meant to be/ time to wake up this aint a stupid fuckin dream/ if singles what you want I guess it wasn’t meant to be/ a perfect couple comes in two’s it was never meant for three/ now you callin up my phone and you act like all phene / you knock on my door & beggin me please/ I’m sayin fuck that and just give me back my keyz/ you sayin you love me and you mean it truly/ id rather not argue but choose to go in peace/ I’m tired of your bullshit girl just let me be/ its time to move on its time I set you free/ cuz im chuckin up the deuces now you get to watch me leave/
Fuck im tired of the games/ this shit it getting old/ you can keep the ring but then you gotta go/ girl you need to understand that this is what you choose/ this pill its hard to swallow its goin down slow/ I know you hate the winter how the cold wind blow/ its hits you in the heart than chills you to the bones middle of the summer fellin like you froze/ you were my special lady the one I adored/ perfect picture we had now its ripped and torn/ the relationship that we had it aint love no more/ cuz girl you fucked up & im a let you know/ I admit I loved you but now its time to let go/ probably don’t realize its better for us both/
Me and you had somethin’ that you call love/ or so I thought, till you went and fucked it up/ right through your eyes, I be seein’ all the lies/ telling me you love me and ya want me by your side/ I thought that you was real, but it turns out you is fake/ let me tell you how I feel, I ain’t got time for fuckin’ games/ I don’t get what you be doin’, always jumpin to conclusions/ fuckin wit my mind like an optical illusion/ I’m sorry to break it, but girl you gotta leave/ I know I shouldn’t say it, but you ain’t the one for me/ arguin’ on the phone, cause you gone, never home/ even though you wasn’t wit me, I knew you weren’t alone/ probably with some other dude, thinking I’ma fool/ little did you know, this game can be played by 2/ no more love, no more lies, no more arrows, no more cupid/ 2 fingers up high, girl I’m chuckin’ up my deuces/
Brothaz
Everytime I wake up, got me lookin in tha mirror/ What I see is a thug, tryna make the picture clearer/ But I’m not the only one, my brothaz is the same/ We have the same struggles, and the troubles, we all caught up in the game/ We just tryna live life, but shit it ain’t easy/ Why its hard for us, there is just too many reasons
Where we come from, the heart of 118/ Where therz friends on the scene, an therez killaz, and theres g’z 8/ This way that we was livin, hunger pains in our stomach/ Got us thinking, is life worth livin, or should we say fuck it/ Everywhere we go, demons lurkin in the shadows/ Every other day we gotta fight another battle/ Battles of haterz, or alcohol addictions/ Death upon me and my brothaz, what the fedz be wishin’/ We pounce on motha fuckaz, like it ain’t no thang/ We treat this shit real, we don’t play no games/ And we do crime, do time, like there ain’t nothing to it/ Kuz the brothaz and myself were raised up to be ruthless/ On our grind, all the time, all day, all night/ What consists of our lives, gang wars and street fights/ We show nothing but loyalty, and we show respect/ Got each other’s back, when someone try to step/ We never sluff each other, look out for one another/ Always down to ride, till we layin 6 feet under/ Money always on our mind, life 4 me and my brothaz/ Got me screaming, everywhere I look demon’s what I’m seein’/ hardly sleepin’ everytime I close my eyes, demons what I’m dreamin’/ to the brothaz passed on, let ya know how much we miss ya/ we down here in a struggle, tryna paint a perfect picture/ to me and the brothaz in the street, timez is hard/ on our kneez, hands together, heads bowed, we pray to God/ for forgiveness, and for Him to to come and save us/ cause when the devil works his business, He gonna come and claim us/ brothaz we runnin round with lost souls/ lookin down the right path, the wrong path, don’t know which way to go/ just like my brothaz there be people out to kill me/ but that’s a consequence of livin’ life like a real G/ ride with my brothaz, till I’m layin in a coffin/ kuz they were the ones putting money in my pocket/ makin sure I’m safe, always have a place 2 sleep/ when I’m down in a struggle, they be watchin over me/ we be trapped in a vicious cycle full of violence/ watchin our backs, paranoid from the sirens/ in the streets, tryna make a buck to eat/ robbin’ people, sellin drugs cause shit don’t come free/ all we ever wanted was to live a good life/ with love and nurturing, a perfect family by our side/ but in reality, thass just not how it is/ what we had to grow up in, corrupted ever since little kids/ in my mind, everything, be makin’ me crazy/ brothaz by my side, Veterans in the game that we be playin’/ can’t forget about my mama, and I’ll always my brothaz/ never show disrespect, lay me 6ft under, MOTHA FUCKA!
Hook: check it/ when the sun goes down theres a lot of heat/ midnite walking g’z rob bitchez in a heart beat/ lock yo car doorz buckle yo seat/ cause Im gonna take you to a spot where the hoodz meet/
Brothaz - Remix
Everytime I wake up, got me lookin in tha mirror
What I see is a thug, tryna make the picture clearer
But I’m not the only one, my brothaz is the same
We have the same struggles, and the troubles, we all caught up in the game
We just tryna live life, but shit it ain’t easy
Why its hard for us, there is just too many reasons
Where we come from, the heart of 118
Where therz friends on the scene, an therez killaz, and theres g’z 8
This way that we was livin, hunger pains in our stomach
Got us thinking, is life worth livin, or should we say fuck it
Everywhere we go, demons lurkin in the shadows
Every other day we gotta fight another battle
Battles of haterz, or alcohol addictions
Death upon me and my brothaz, what the fedz be wishin’
We pounce on motha fuckaz, like it ain’t no thang
We treat this shit real, we don’t play no games
And we do crime, do time, like there ain’t nothing to it
Kuz the brothaz and myself were raised up to be ruthless
On our grind, all the time, all day, all night
What consists of our lives, gang wars and street fights
We show nothing but loyalty, and we show respect
Got each other’s back, when someone try to step
We never sluff each other, look out for one another
Always down to ride, till we layin 6 feet under
Money always on our mind, life 4 me and my brothaz
Wake up in the morning and I ask myself this question/ Is life worth livin will I ever get the message/ Speakin the truth real not pretend/ This one goes out to my homies locked in the pen/ The brothaz out there real fuckin G’s/ Shot down dead in our fuckin streets/ We ain’t ever changing
This is how we be/ Ghetto gospel is all we ever preach/ This is how we do its all I ever knew/ Mama feelin sick shootin up dope
Her boyfriend a fag/ That fagget he joke/ Only ones who had my back were the ones I called bros/ Introduced me to the game/ Showed me everything I know/ how to get money otherwise I would be broke/ brothers in arms showed me the ropes/ woulda been on the streetz guaranteed to be cold/ welcomed me with open arms into their home/ put food in my stomach provided me with clothes/ we all got family/ this includes my bro’z/ who stand by my side and never let me be exposed/ taught how turn 28 to a full ounce of blow/ showin my love up in this verse/ bro’z and family mean the same for sure/ death before dishonor can’t be taught cuz it’s learnt/ fuckin with my boy’z hits you where it hurt/ if you get another chance and that don’t work/ land yourself in a casket chillin a hearse/ I said once before I say’t again/ always love my boy’z till the very end
Money
Makin money do it good represent e-town my hood coming in always swingin 1st place always winnin do it well do it right shawty hot but not my type/ range rover all white gulf stream in flight this is me who I am Trapstar Junior that’s my name tru religion dressed like fame/ red and black color of my chain/ your girl left and im to blame/ stackin bills you countin change/ 17 that’s my age but best believe im getting paid/ ECN that’s the hood/ all G that’s the truth/ this is how it goes M.O.B fuckin hoes/ our swagger not our hearts are cold/ listen up cuz you’ve been told/ now bring the hook this verse is closed/
Now you thought this shit was over but it only just beginning/ got the purple swoosh, plus grey goose it what im sippin/ shawty pretty hot so you know ima hit/ im all about the money phone ringin so im dippin/ roll up to the house step inside to the kitchen/ ECN the family so you haters betta listen/ money on my mind this my one and only mission/ roll up in the rova pear paint windows tinted/ so much ice it be lookin like Christmas/ im a self made bolla you know im always winnin/ step into the club my musics what they spinnin/
Money on my mind, getting mine, all the time/ stayin fresh to death, cause I’m always on my grind/ fresh kicks, fresh clothes, ya this is how we roll/ we motivated, hustle hard, paper chasin’ all night long/ roll it up in a bundle, pop on the rubber band/ duffle bags full of stacks, getting’ monies where its at/ TSJ and Dunn Dunn D, you know we chillin’ at the trap/ coffee pot, boilin’ water, bakin soda in the kitchen/ got the boyz in every room, and they be baggin’ up the business/ you can call us body builders, cause so much weight being lifted/ round the clock, never stop, money is our mission/ business come first cause you know you gotta get it/ gangstaz got it made, we hustla’z getting paid/ M-m money on our mind, we be veterans in the game/ see us in the club, purple haze in our lungs/ stacks on the table, this the life of a thug/ we gotta get it get that money, we can never get enough/ while the bank roll building up, we be getting’ more/ bottles poppin’ in the club, bitchez panties hit the floor/ get that cash so fast, like we in an indy race/ we never come last, cause we always in first place/ so much money it be fallin’ out my pocket/ even when im dead, money fallin out my coffin/ wherever we go, you know we gon make snow/ we got the white work, hard rock or the blow/ got the straps, got the honey’s, got the money, got the goods/ yeah be back, Dunn Dunn D and TSJ we in the hood/
Bridge: we be getting’ money, hundreds fifties twenties/ m-m-money on our mind, you know we got plenty/
Motivation
She Always on My Mind