2019-07-26 // Track 01

The Man Who Gave It All

[Intro - Dialogue]
[Verse 1 - Saint Ripley]Half of me lost on my pathRun like hell to make it backLately felt I’m too attachedMy view been convoluted, How I speak and act reflect in that
See all I need’s a better meTurned some friends to enemiesGreed, we lust to fuck and feedWe suffer cause crave, to kill or shed it, Gotta learn to breathe
[Hook]The world gon’ crush youCrush you x4The world gon’ crush youC-c-c-c-rush youCrush you x4You let the world go crush youThen the world gon’ crush youBut only if you let it
[Verse 2 - Saint Ripley]Other half been doing fineBeat to hell for all his lifeLately I’m ok with that, weBurn our bridges constant, No intent of ever coming back
See all I need’s a better meMan inside, the enemyNo longer play the victim to itI was so misguided, But awakened with a bullet through him
[Hook]The world gon’ crush youCrush you x4The world gon’ crush youC-c-c-c-rush youCrush you x4You let the world go crush youThen the world gon’ crush youBut only if you let it
[Interlude - Dialogue]
[Hook]The world gon’ crush youCrush you x4The world gon’ crush youC-c-c-c-rush youCrush you x4You let the world go crush youThen the world gon’ crush youBut only if you let it
You let the world go crush youThen the world gon’ crush youBut only if you let itOnly if you let itOnly if you let itOnly if you, only if you, Only if you let itBut only if you let itBut only if you let itBut only if you let it
[Outro - Dialogue]

2019-08-02 // Track 02

New American Dream

[Intro – JFK]My call is to the young at heart, regardless of partyBe strong and of good courage, be not afraidFor courage, not complacency, is our need today
[Verse 1 - Saint Ripley]New American Dream is triple beam balanceOr 30k a year working eighty some hoursThe hours that we put in to get what’s oursOr promised at least, defeated after decadesOf unnecessary learning, time to spark and keep it burningA fire inside our minds, can we remind ourselves –We all been lied to, we still just cave toWhat’s easier instead of solving the problems?Look, the government is fucked up, there ain’t nothingThey won’t touch, then try to take a cut fromWe won’t stop til these mother fuckers pay upSo best know that if I shut upYou know it wasn’t cause I wanted to stop, stop, stopRaging against the machine, see this microphone fiendPush a dollar and a dream til he tears down the systemSystematic, break the habit, sick of getting pissed on
[Interlude – JFK]A new frontier is here, whether we see it or notIt would be easier to look to the safe mediocrity of the pastBut I believe that the times require imagination and courage and perseverance
[Verse 2 - Saint Ripley]American dream is dead, find another programFairy tails don’t exist for me, you, or no manFlip the channel, load some ammo, steal what you want!Those in power hate you and they wanna see you crushed!Fuck, I ain’t bounce back from hell to come and lie to youAnd I ain’t seeing heaven this lifetime, so I’maDress in black, throw it back and spark another riotBreak my role, they dread it, but it’s obvious it’s timeTo rabble rouse the rebels, and take back the powerYou’ve finally tuned the channel that takes back what’s oursSo come on everybody, let’s have fun tonightLet’s dethrone the cowards, and we might, just mightBring some A-R fifteens for funWe got 45 problems – I can solve with oneMama always said not to play with gunsSo I’ma wait until it’s time to make these cowards hide and run

2019-08-09 // Track 03

Roses (feat. Supa Bwe)

[Verse 1 - Saint Ripley]Father told me these days were gonna come and goI look to mirrors, see reflections I don’t even knowI remember the nights when I was young, runningYears I wasted, hiding from the mirror, afraid of somethingAnd all my memories, are how I couldn’t grieveI wanna blame you, shoulda taught me how to better meYou made a choice, had to worry about the cash flowA younger me was mad about it, now I get it though
[Pre-Chorus - Saint Ripley]I could write you a song about the good yearsAbout the good times, and how we made it hereBut we never made it, see you passed byYou never saw us grow to men, cause we were still boysYou said I shouldn’t dream, of who I wanna beYou’d never act on nothing, then I take a look at meI can’t blame myself, shit, that was your lifeYou found a different route, and I done chose mine
[Chorus - Saint Ripley]See, it’s not all rosesDidn’t bring you flowers at allNo, I didn't bring you flowers at allNo, I didn't bring you flowers at allSee, it’s not all rosesDidn’t bring you flowers at allNo, I didn’t bring you flowers at all
[Verse 2 - Saint Ripley]See it’s not all roses, not thorns neitherBest believe I’d give my sight up, just so I could see yaYeah, I miss you, and that’s thatNo one could ever take your place, and for that I give thanksAnd hope you meet the god you’re prayingAngels guard you in them judgment daysHear you say “the devil never gonna shake your faith, andTo embrace him, a mistake, and son, don’t look that way”Now sing it
[Pre-Chorus]I could write you a song about the good yearsAbout the good times, and how we made it thereBut we never made it, see you passed byYou never saw us grow to men, cause we were still boysYou said I shouldn’t dream, of who I wanna beYou’d never act on nothing, then I take a look at meI can’t blame myself, shit, that was your lifeYou found a different route, and I done chose mine
[Chorus - Saint Ripley]See, it’s not all rosesDidn’t bring you flowers at allNo, I didn't bring you flowers at allNo, I didn't bring you flowers at allSee, it’s not all rosesDidn’t bring you flowers at allNo, I didn’t bring you flowers at all
[Verse 3 – Supa Bwe]I'll never ? to ? so why she choose me?I’m always tryna hang aroundLike get my guns in front of my grandmama houseExcuse me, if I ain’t tryna talk it outI keep that pistol on me, ya, can’t letEvery time I leave I got eyes on my backI’ll never be a man in the eyes of our dad until I bust backI was just a little dog, yeah, ay, yeah, yeahDigging towards the future, ay, yeah, yeahI remember how you used herI remember how you, used…To do meNow I’m getting money, fuck you talkin boutSee these Guccis on me when I walk aroundI lost all my feelings in the lost and foundAll I see is goofies when I look aroundIt be the same ones who put you down who come back aroundIt be the same ones who put you downIt be the same ones…You used me(Now I’m getting money fuck you talking bout)I never, I’ll never, I never, I’ll never, I’ll…(Used me)You used me
[Outro – Saint Ripley]Didn’t bring you flowers at all(not all roses, it’s not all roses)No, I didn’t bring you flowers at all

2019-08-16 // Track 04

Original Sin

[Intro - Joe Biden]Again, it does not mean because we created themthat we somehow forgive them or do not take them out of societyto protect my family and yours from themThey must be taken off the street!
[Verse 1 - Politician 1 (voiced by Saint Ripley)]We lock em in cages because of they skinOf course, we just lie, that’s not how we pitch itWe claim it’s for safety, America’s kidsHere’s how we begin, “if you give em an inchThey might take up ya job, and start raping your bitchWork hard as a man, don’t need all this shitThey want to replace you, so raise up a fist”Oldest trick in the book, we at it, call Fox News, add fuel, get madderFind another scapegoat, point that fingerI’m a stack my cheddar, I’m a lil bit bitterI’m a big bad man, who’s a lil more cleverthan the other white man, who be claiming he’s betterHe’s blue, I’m red, what the fuck that matter?LOOK THERE
[Hook 1 - Politician 1 (voiced by Saint Ripley) + Senator Mitch McConnell]Your original sin is your color of skin(Original sin)Your original sin is your color of skin(Original sin)Look thereLook therel-l-l-l-look there
[Verse 2 - Politician 2 (voiced by Saint Ripley)]Now who said what about living conditions?It pretty much camp for the kids to play inNo pictures please, cause our concentration Must be immigration, watch stocks get driven,By the over-fuckin-crowding at private prison,ICE pays a visit; know how I celebrate?Might slang some guns to the south side!Or poison your water out in Michigan,While I uplift a white supremacists Just line my pocket, I don’t care who hurtsIf your kids get murked, offer prayers at worstI just tripled my cheddar, I’m a lil bit richerI’ma cage more kids, soul a little bit deaderThan the other white man, who be claiming he’s betterI’m blue, he’s red, what the fuck that matter?LOOK THERE
[Outro / Hook 2 - Politician 2 (voiced by Saint Ripley) + Senator Mitch McConnell]Your original sin is your color of skin(Original sin)Your original sin is your color of skin(Original sin)Look thereLook therel-l-l-l-look there

2019-08-23 // Track 05

Thoughts & Prayers (feat. BVLVNCE)

[Intro - Pastor]"So what’s wrong with these pastors?
The first thing that’s wrong with them is they’re not going out and preaching the gospel!But secondly, the problem is, that they’re afraid to preach what needs to be preached!He’s saying, 'these guys are fearful, these guys are dismayed, and therefore, I’m gonna have to set up different shepherds, different pastors, that don’t have that fear!'
Jesus Christ says to these pastors…"
[Hook - Jesus Christ]“Oh my god, god damn it, I’m the mother fucking manDon’t you ever mistake me for any less than that!And to hell if you don’t like me… (you can suck my dick)Fuck it, you know what, thoughts and prayers as a fixOh my god, god damn it, I’m the mother fucking manDon’t you ever mistake me for any less than thatAnd to hell if you don’t like it, got some prayers as a fixThoughts and, thoughts and, thoughts and prayers as a fix”
[Verse 1 - Saint Ripley]Wanna change the world or earn some fame?Wanna be a legend or stop this hate?God’ll always love me with my mistakesGlamour, glitz won’t make my nameCall death for one: your hereticDrop bombs away, watch channels flipIs quite alright, a statisticCause God will loves the children if…They gotta skin tone flat white, cocaineOnly have sex they deemed is straightSend a paycheck to NRAAnd pray to Jesus, heard him say
[Verse 1 (cont'd) - Jesus Christ]“These songs gone bang, and you’re my saintUnload your clip and seal their fateAs long as Congress lining pocketsGo my son, and spread my nameAnd tell these sons of bitches you’re the god damn manI see no mother fuckin reason you can’t play that handIf they don’t like my logic, they can suck my dick!And fuck, if they don’t like itThoughts and prayers as a fix!
"Thoughts andThoughts andThoughts andThoughts andThoughts and prayers as a fix!"
[Interlude - Pastor]“So he says to these pastors…”
[Hook - Jesus Christ]“Oh my god, god damn it, I’m the mother fucking manDon’t you ever mistake me for any less than that!And to hell if you don’t like me… (you can suck me dick)Fuck it, you know what, thoughts and prayers as a fixOh my god, god damn it, I’m the mother fucking manDon’t you ever mistake me for any less than thatAnd to hell if you don’t like it, got some prayers as a fixThoughts and, thoughts and, thoughts and prayers as a fix!
[Verse 2 - Jesus Christ]“Saint or sinner, friend or foeWatch Congress make them caskets closeThey worship cash and cage up kidsThey claim I fill their vacant soulsA vengeful god runs through my veinsThey wage they wars all in my nameNo longer will I stand here, idleWhile they worship idolsOf oppressors and enslavers in they anthems, on their billsThey lace it ‘in god we trust’, deprive you of your fill!”
[Verse 2 (cont'd) - Saint Ripley]“But Jesus Christ, to take this fight, oh, who the hell am I?”
[Verse 2 (cont'd) - Jesus Christ]“you’re no one if let my sheep be hearded just to dieI gave you life, I lend you breathe, your voice is but a gift!So will you sit a coward, will you rise and raise a fist?Resist, go take aim, expose they true face!And when they point blameGive ‘em prayers as a fix!
"Thoughts andThoughts andThoughts andThoughts and, thoughts and prayers as a fix!"

2019-08-30 // Track 06

Pimp Kids (feat. Fanaticus)

[Verse 1 – Saint Ripley]Everyone I know’s an alcoholicHitting mad blunts, we only go until we vomit Let’s get to it, go on cut up some lines Cause we been working overtime, try to blur up some linesSome find it, irrational that I would rap like thisBut you hooked on pharmaceuticals as a child, and make senseof whose fault? Who's not? And who’s to blame?Was it my parents, or the company or doc who made bank?it’s not so incidental that I’d spit like this,Cause you get shit on long enough, you know you’re bound to be pissedNow what’s fate? What’s not? And where’s my place? Should I reflect and look on in or point the rest of my days? [Hook]They pimp kids, they teach y’all to pill popTeach y’all to pill pop [Verse 2 – Fanaticus]Addict behavior, I’m trying to find me a saviorPills or the weed, I’m thinking she gonna be my flavorSan Fernando Valley OG, I’m feeling majorShoutout Cali connect for medicating me so tastefulI pay for, the poison in my stomach, liquor makes upWe was just some kids trying to act like we was grown upI can’t accept I’ve been at it just like an addictI’m pushing you away, I know that it’s a bad habitTo smoke away the pain, I know you hate I won’t attack itJust need the numbing agent and then I’ll fade into the blacknessThis mattress, a vessel lays a point of crying, tragicAbuse and abandonment, all these verses came from this sad shit [Hook]They pimp kids, they teach y’all to pill popTeach y’all to pill popThey pimp kids, they teach y’all to pill popTeach y’all to pill pop [Verse 3 – Saint Ripley]They pimp kids, they teach y’all to pill popYour head sick, from ads paid and meds boughtfilled up pockets of some CEO, You went and swallowed all your uppers hit the plug for some blowThe CEO’s cruising on a yacht toward the Cayman’s you shooting up the H in your drug dealer’s basement,let’s face it, all because they hooked you on some oxyor maybe chilled you out on the xannies for a hot week,not me, yah right, just pass the leancause I’ma hit the double cup until I finally fall asleep It’s easier to not think, some food for thought:That they should pay to rehabilitate the kids that they bought [Hook]They pimp kids, they teach y’all to pill popTeach y’all to pill pop Teach y’all to pill popThey pimp kids, they teach y’all to pill pop

2019-09-06 // Track 07

All Day (feat. Criss & BVLVNCE)

[Hook – Saint Ripley & BVLVNCE]I been drinkin all day, fuckin goodI been smokin all day, bitch you wish you wouldI been sippin all day, fuckin wish you wouldI been sippin, yah, I been sippin [Verse 1 – Saint Ripley]Don’t waste my time, I been around a minuteBetter fill my cup ‘fore I get offendedI been lookin and this shit-is empty. w-waste my time, I been around a minuteDon’t waste my time, I been around a minuteBetter fill my cup ‘fore I get offendedI been lookin round and this shit-is empty. Hold up, lookin for a fix that can represent me (represent me)Whatever you like, just remember when get it that no one get to fuck for freeHold up, lookin for a fix that can represent me (represent me)Whatever you like, just remember when get it that no one get to fuck for free [Verse 2 – Criss]No one get to fuck for free but luckily I never act impulsively so trust in meI light it up just to get burnt, Time that I get what I earntMaybe if I put up signs you can tell that I always been from the chiBut if I dig deep within me know it’s gonna be clear that I’m from the other sideSo look at me now as I rise.Shit I’m just too fuckin highI need one girl for the nightSay it proud, but I probably told a lieCause I gotta wear the maskCall me Fawkes if you’d likeKnowin it’ll never last for that long when I dieBut I’m living in the past, feel it all in the nightEven if I’m bound to crash, I’m involved in the ride… so [Hook – Saint Ripley & BVLVNCE]I been drinkin all day, fuckin goodI been smokin all day, bitch you wish you wouldI been sippin all day, fuckin wish you wouldI been sippin, I been sippin [Interlude – BVLVNCE](Screams) [Hook – Saint Ripley & BVLVNCE]I been drinkin all day, fuckin goodI been smokin all day, bitch you wish you wouldI been sippin all day, fuckin wish you wouldI been sippin, I been sippin

2019-09-13 // Track 08

istilldontwannafixit

[Verse 1]Don’t wanna be the type to cop out or lie about itSee I’ll miss you and that’s just being real with youCause god damn, you went and gone to my headWe’re waking up face down, and I’m too deep to amendCause I didn’t wanna fix it, it’s fucked up, right?And all I hear you say self-control is the real fightDown in the dirt, I’m pathetic and workedAnother game face, so I can bury its birthSee as a bad mother fucker, I been known to take chargeTo step away from us, best believe it was hardI fell in love with feeling, and the rush you brought a fiend in Often fed the BS, while WE resurrected demonsCan I preach and get an amen, well amen right?I’m praying to the skies as if answers come from sunshine [Verse 2]So let it shine, let it shine on me. I’ll never trust in god, to cure my self-defeat. Cause this is my doing, my mistakes, and my routine,I put me in position where I need to be freeAnd I know it, I know it, I need to, need to take the blame.I danced with you, my devil, you’re my everything So uh, oh my, my, how did we get this far?And uh, oh my lord, don’t think I wanna close this doorTo shut you out, and leave you behindBut as I’m jotting down these words, it’s clear I made up my mindI’m sorry

2019-09-20 // Track 09

God's Plan

Check it, dim the lights someI never had the thought to plan a crime, butthese rich fucks, held us, hell, it’s hostage,This time I gotta preach it, cause they took a few a mine, what?What you think deserves a capital punishment?Is it pimping out our kiddies on they bottled pharmaceuticals? Or poison for our water, or publicly traded prisons?They pimp us out for business, bought time we pay them a visit
Got some sympathy, I stall, recall and freeze frameremember in this moment, I am planning taking aima plot is something sinister, a villainous deedthey fed this onto us, so on the same, it’s time they’ll feedwas it a dream I had? No I swear that this was real. God, he spoke to me in silence how to even playing fields“You’re a mother-fucking saint, and they are sinners, indeedupon they ivory pillar party, it is time we impedeand next thing I knew, well I was stepped up to the doordressed in some black suits, a ski mask onas my heart began to bang against my chest, I yelled “NO!”“Can’t stop this now,” God said, “hell no, let’s go!!!"Raining bullets, fuck these rich sons of bitches to the fullest!they wanna pimp kids, teach us to pill pop, they sentenced us to death, so now it’s time they dead dropped!

2019-09-27 // Track 10

Attack Reload (feat. Criss & BVLVNCE)

[Hook – Saint Ripley & Criss]Attack, reload, we on some ill shit, bitches, you been exposed, We on some sick shit, and we, we let blood flow, it’s time we…We let y’all know, we on some real shit, you been exposed We on some ill shit, attack, reload [Verse 1 – Criss]All day they scrutinize, what is left of meThen they apologize, the sinceritySay that I fit the crime, now they daring me,Realize they viewing a loss as prosperity, uh I just gave up what is guaranteed, uhSaid I can't breathe, still no air in me, uh Say it's changed, but really I trust,History, when it's repeated I bust See the damage no recovery,Least I plan to keep my manners, no governing,Force my hand, I turn to Manning, my brother be Just as manic, point the cannon where runners be!Who is running? Probably politicians, Probably wishing my pot of gold same as my pot to piss in, Cotton vision, my honest image, on a hemorrhage, I pocket Christian, so that God'll listenStop division, it's non ascending, lots to fill in, I change up the plot, I been swapping endings, Problem's telling, I sit back until I set my karma settingThe problem is I can tell that harm is sellingStop now, stop now, look at what's there, we can see it comingAll things, dark now, but I see light at the end of tunnels [Hook – Saint Ripley & Criss]Attack, reload, we on some ill shit, bitches, you been exposed, We on some sick shit, and we, we let blood flow, it’s time we…We let y’all know, we on some real shit, you been exposed We on some ill shit, attack, reload [Verse 2 – Saint Ripley]Went and I severed ties, had to better meI aint apologize, made my enemiesI ain’t afraid, no I ain’t ashamedI’m stacking my money and changing identities, go!I aim to knock it all down, answer my knocking, I’m locking ‘em downKnocking our leaders, n running they pocketsI’m causing a ruckus, a hell of a soundHell of a sound, I love the sound, Gimme the money I’m spreading it nowNever for clout, alternate route, takin to give, what they took, what I foundBuckle and bow, cowards around, wave at the rich as I’m takin ‘em outHell of a sound, tearing it down, Robin Hood Theory but under the cloudsDown in the ground, out in the dirt,Killin ‘em all while they eating their worthHell where they bound, God ain’t around, Strapped with a bat as I’m pummeling down!! [Hook – Saint Ripley & Criss]Attack, reload, we on some ill shit, bitches, you been exposed, We on some sick shit, and we, we let blood flow, it’s time we…We let y’all know, we on some real shit, you been exposed We on some ill shit, attack, reload

2019-10-04 // Track 11

Photograph

[Verse 1] My heart skipped a beat this morningAnother dream where you look flawlessWish for more than just these photographsWere we in love or did I picture that?If I’m honest, cop to missing you I painted every second that we spent without a better useHaven’t gotten over yetHaven’t come to terms with itCan’t help but ask to where you wandered off And in my head I know the truth, That’s all that’s left – a photograph [Hook]That’s all that’s left – a photograph [Verse 2]My heart skipped a beat this morningAnother man has found a goddessAnd still, I’m skimming through these photographsIs she in love or does she want me back?If I’m honest cop to missing usDeveloping myself, the negative we had to break it offHaven’t gotten over yetI gotta come to terms with itCan’t help but ask to where I’m headed towardAnd let my heart go head n break And tear apart your photograph [Hook]That’s all that’s left – a photographThat’s all that’s left – a photograph

2019-10-11 // Track 12

Turn Heads (feat. Criss)

[Verse 1 – Criss]I turn heads, yeah, I turn em. When they look fast, yeah, I earned it, when they look away, it ain't hurtincause, fascination don't lastSeein faces I'm faced with the pastNo replacements, complacent with cashOnly thing that I'm placed in is lastThat's how I feel right? No pressure Section my mind till the times getting betterMeasured the pressures from letter to letterThat's A-B, but I can't seeGot two problems, they too deepcause if I choose her, I need a plan BAnd that's wrong to her, and I know it But what once burned, became frozenSo let it go, I was a rolling stone, I need a life to roam, and I chose itMan shit started out so clean, But I got my hands dirty with heartbreak, And it started out as a dream, But you know how dreams go, and I'm wide awake… (and I’m gone) [Pre-hook]All my feelings goneGone, goneAll my lovers gone Gone, goneAll my feelings goneGone, goneAnd all my lovers Gone, gone [Hook]Turn heads n I’m riding Turn heads, turn heads, turn heads n I’m ridingTurn heads, turn heads, turn heads n I’m ridingTurn heads, turn heads, turn heads n I’m riding [Verse 2 – Saint Ripley]Turn heads and I’m focused, perfectBlurred lines, my mind been mostly Turned round, my vision foggingMy fists clean, and my thoughts unholy Words read, I been sentient Enlighten bound, when I grind to get right Energy that I’m giving off on my good days attracts all kinds, Been good to her and she noticeSpark one to keep hold up Roll round for that motion Coast to coast even though I’m nowhere, I’m so lost here, how’d this happen? Dear god, I been at this, Karma due, for some stackingNot that cash, the reason I’m rapping is makeInfluence, it’s so obvious, though I’m turning heads, it don’t matter muchShe feeling me and I’m feeling thatNot feeling her, lack energy, but IMight just hit it, lust in visionAll up in my thought, what fuck wrong with it?Only man, man, so the process fittedGet up outta bed with the wrong girl in it
(like damn…) [Pre-hook]All my feelings goneGone, goneAll my lovers gone Gone, goneAll my feelings goneGone, goneAnd all my lovers Gone, gone [Hook]Turn heads n I’m riding Turn heads, turn heads, turn heads n I’m ridingTurn heads, turn heads, turn heads n I’m ridingTurn heads, turn heads, turn heads n I’m riding [Outro]All my lovers gone…Gone, all my feelings goneGone, all my lovers gone

2019-10-18 // Track 13

Make Me Feel Alive (feat. Mick Jenkins)

[Verse 1 – Saint Ripley]Make me feel alive! Don’t want you in my life! You fucked me like you love me,So just get up out of my sight, and get off top meYeah, yeah, so get off top me!Yeah, you make me feel alive Way you pour out, overflow meI’m so closed off, I can’t help it, My heart’s broken, and it’s bone dry, Take your clothes, or just leave meLoneliness, I’ll have to hold meShut the fuck up, and get on top me Now I make you feel alive,But I gotta get that for myselfAnd just because you’re fuckin meDoesn’t mean I fuck no one elseAll this sex is glamorous, cause we both got voids to fillNow is this real? Is this love? Or this feeling hell? [Hook – Saint Ripley]Make me feel alive!Can you make me feel alive? [Verse 2 – Mick Jenkins]Seen her walking deadLot of people walk them yellow bricksBut I don’t hear the talking heads, andI wouldn’t call it a relationship, It’s more fellowship insteadOn my mellow shit, for sureGod, I know, she ain’t gone never get a ring Never get too deep, never did before Bell Biv DeVoeI was watching for the poison, Didn’t know that I was poising Poised to deep into the deep end That’s when all the words moistenedThat’s when all the hard choices Started swimming like a fuckin koi fishI don’t mean to be so coy, damnJust when we was taking off,Then I go Brandon Roy, damnShorty take my joyBack then I couldn’t feel a fuckin thing, damnHad to drop the toys, had to quit the gameTrying to feel the fuckin love, Yeah, that lusty shit just stingsExtra stuff gets in between the way I feel, I know you knowHome Alone, that Macaulay CulkinSame old shit when I’m trying to focus, on meI can’t focus, cause you, yeahAnd I’m red about it, I’m falling hard,I’m tripping on it, I’m slipping on it,I’m bipping on it, I’m dead about it Cause you, you, you, you… [Hook – Saint Ripley]Make me feel alive!Can you make me feel alive? [Verse 3 – Saint Ripley]In deep denial you make me feel aliveYou know your energy electricThat rush hit, and my head turnedYou got me asking, begging, what’s next?See I’m sober now but I crave your highAnd if I had no veins, I’d inject my eyesJust to trip on you for a second, maybe…Unsure if I’ll die, don’t call me crazyListen, far too long, been fuckin around with these basic broadsLike fuckin around with these tainted drugslike my bag got cut, and there ain’t enoughCome on fill me up, like I need your love,and I’m a shoot this junk gonna make us oneCause you’re all I want…But would you, will you, can you, can you… [Hook – Saint Ripley]Make me feel alive!?Can you make me feel alive?

2019-10-25 // Track 14

Take Aim

[Verse 1 – Saint Ripley]Step in through the door the court room in cuffsI’m the evil one everyone says is just nutsI been here before, in a past life, you know me Love infinite, and God brought me here forgiveTrust me, cause one day I’ll be Jesus on the crossBut for now, I’m Koresh, probably Manson, or worseSo you should know, your Honor, I only did this for the children [Verse 1, cont’d – The Judge] And you should know, you murder evil men you’re still a villain Can’t you see that every choice you made’s a selfish act?And You took lives, all because you want your childhood back? [Verse 1, cont’d – Saint Ripley]No it’s not like that your honor, I mean, honest to godYou gotta listen to my thoughts before your gavel dropsBroke bangers push weight, them, u throw in a cageWhile execs who flip pills, are offered government aid?the white man getting paid they gonna get away with murder You justify it how you like to, me, I’ll take aim! [Hook – Saint Ripley]I take aimI take aimI take aim I take aim [Verse 2 – Saint Ripley]See when I entered court, I was accompanied by policeI preached unto the judge until the cop drew cocked his side pieceWith a gun up to my temple, I could only crack a smile,Can’t you see that’s how I want it? Make it worth my while [Verse 2 cont’d – The Cop]No, God has never asked you to lead us up to heavenAnd you should know, you coward, it’s with me that you’ll now reckonYou ain’t her for peace! And you ain’t here to forgive!You sinner, piece of shit, you heretic, you’ll die like God told ME! [Verse 2 cont’d – Saint Ripley]That’s when the judge jumped in, she tried to soothe the situationAnd to spread some sense, she told the cop: [Verse 2 cont’d – The Judge]You better put it down, you’re just a lost kid!!
[Verse 2 cont’d – Saint Ripley]In the moment looked her in the eyes and said “I’ll take aim!!” [Hook – The Cop]I’ll take aim! I take aimI take aim I take aim

2019-11-01 // Track 15

Higher Ground

[Verse 1]How many lies? How many times? How many lives is this? How many huh… How many hopes? How many dreams dismissed? I been around, you been around, we born inside the abyssYou raised me a rebel, a rouser, it seems we the only one making a fist Fuck all the hope n thinking n praying, our function is breaking it downWe bottled our anguish n rarely mistaken, they bet n they laugh as we drown But what makes us better than betting competitors? And how do we topple the crown?Brother, I hope that you’re ok, learn love for higher ground [Hook]Higher, higher, higher, higherLearn love for higher groundHigher, higher [Verse 2]How many lies? How many times? How many lives is this? How many broke? How many rich? How many dreams get lived? The tide has been turning, the fire is burning, and people are starting to seeWe willing to listen, who murders our children, the same hand that won’t let us feedThe scraps we been eating, we hella defeated, they brain wash American dreamsAnd no, this world ain’t ok, on us to stop they schemes (schemes)And brother, I hope you’re okay, but it’s peace for higher ground [Hook] Higher, higher, higher, higherLearn love for higher groundHigher, higherLearn love for higher ground Higher, higher, higher, higherLearn love for higher groundHigher, higherLearn love for higher ground

2019-11-08 // Track 16

Strength in You

[Verse 1]I’m unsaved but still worthyI been down dark paths that seem stormy I got stories, that’ll keep ya on the edge of y’all seatThat I’ve determined that I’m not to repeatMy mistakes again, but what’s the difference?Somewhere in between fuckin up and making itLearn to search within, see, that’s the differenceI find strength when I was falling from the seams I stitch [Hook]It ain’t nothing but the truth!Dear God, that’s the truth!Find strength in you! [Verse 2]You get the destiny you earn Grown child, that’s a lesson that you’ll learnBut not get down, on you, cause youUnique in every single thing that you doA flower waits dried under the sunWhere’s the rain? It’s probably never begunYeah, you can hate what he doesn’t comprehendBut how can you grow, you never take that chance?From your mistakes again… You really want to live?Accept to take a stand, beam and soak the positiveCause life is darkness, unfair, unjust, But only if you make it that, in you find trust! (Find, find, find, find) [Hook/Outro]It ain’t nothing but the truthIt ain’t nothing but the truthFind strength in youDear God, that’s the truthFind strength in youFind strength in youFind strength in youFind strength in you (Dialogue)