1.Let It Loose (Inhibitions)
作詞：Olubowale Akintemehin, Pharrell Williams
All the girls really want is fun
Just a place that they can come
Show their wild side, have the freedom to run
And last but not least please don't tell no one
I just want to treat you like the woman that you need to be
I be on that Peter Pan and N.Y.C. you needin' me to hit me
Criminal, not really and shawty don't be silly
We ain't trippin' off your history this a one nighter
Inhibition, she fight em' and some liquor or lighter
If it's no I.D. adios, got no interest in minors
I'm on my grown man BI you see why？
'Cause these little broads think that it's not aight to be BI
Huh, I'm messing with you , you comfortable with it never mind
You never play with young boys 'cause they never private
And they forever out ya, that's why you always quiet
The only one that's not Patronin' designate your drivin'
Okay, just listen up a little
That nuvo or that goose egg how you losin' your religion, amen
They say you only live once so go to work for what you need
But I'm a give you what you want
All the girls really want is fun
Just a place that they can come
Show their wild side, have the freedom to run
And last but not least please don't tell no one
And she gon' let it loose, hey
Let it loose, hey
Let it loose, hey
Let it loose, hey
She want you to stroke her, yeah
Stroke her, yeah
Stroke her, yeah
And have fun, yeah, we do
Let it loose, hey
Let it loose, hey
Let it loose, hey
Let it loose, hey
She want you to stroke her, yeah
Stroke her, yeah
Stroke her, yeah
And have fun, yeah, we do
Now tell 'em, is in the house
Throw your money in the air and stand in the couch
Laugh at the money that's stuck in the chandelier
And tell them girls right there that the man right there
Tell 'em, is in the house
Throw your money in the air and stand in the couch
Laugh at the money that's stuck in the chandelier
And tell them girls right there that the man right there
Is you working hard？ Yeah
How you get around？ Car
Is you gettin' money？ Yeah
Is that money yours？ Aww
She don't even need a job got one anyways
She sit up at her desk on Perez All Day
Then boss up or gossip, why be up in concrete？
Then she on her Facebook like where we finna party？
Twitter with her home girls like what we finna do？
They like, 'We gon' hit the club, can I hold on 'til you
choose？'
Okay, now everything is wonderful
Thick girls, small friend, please watch and tell me miss
3 before 12：11, 31 when they go in
And they gonna' get a table because they flirt with promoter
Vodka and soda, pineapple and Patrone
Now hold the beat a second, pose for the photo
Pose, click, pose, click
Now say, 'Fuck them other bitches, them hoes ain't shit'
All the girls really want is fun
Just a place that they can come
Show their wild side, have the freedom to run
And last but not least please don't tell no one
And she gon' let it loose, hey
Let it loose, hey
Let it loose, hey
Let it loose, hey
She want you to stroke her, yeah
Stroke her, yeah
Stroke her, yeah
And have fun, yeah, we do
Let it loose, hey
Let it loose, hey
Let it loose, hey
Let it loose, hey
She want you to stroke her, yeah
Stroke her, yeah
Stroke her, yeah
And have fun, yeah, we do
2.Chillin'
作詞：Olubowale V Akintimehin, Gary Decarlo, Dale Frashuer, S G
Germanotta, Paul Leka, Andre Lyon, Makeba Riddick, Marcello
Anton Valenzano
Lookin' at, lookin' at, lookin' at me
Look at that, look at how they're lookin' at me
Eyes all sticky like honey on bees
Look at that, look at how they're lookin' at me
DC chillin', PG chillin'
My name Wale, and I came to get it
Came to get it, came to get it
My name Wale
Shit, this how you start off '09
Kickin' in the door, and I'm everybody problem
Stuntin' in some other Jordan Nines
I got Phil Knight talkin' about 'how you got them？'
Let's talk about the cars y'all got
You say you got a lotta whips, well I got a lot
I got the right to be cocky
Get so much cut, disc jockeys jock me
You niggas mad that you not me
I remain a Giant, and you Jeremy Shockey
And if you ain't heard me properly
If you speak garbage, then we no capiche
DC chillin', PG chillin', floor to the ceilin'
Stuntin' in my billionaire
Gear on my millionaire friends
That's money on my mind, Wale
Get 'em all, get 'em all, pack it all up
Stack up your funds like a million bucks
Across the pond, they all know us
International, whoa
Drivin' my car to a foreign place
Lookin' at me, now they know my face
We want it all now, we got all, yes
Look at that, look at how they lookin' at us
Yeah, they keep sayin' whale, but my name Wale
Hoes call me 'Mr. Never Wear The Same Thang'
You redundant, you never ever change
And I'm the same way, MIA
And me, Cool, and Dre get high like planes
Your man Wale in his own damn lane
Can't control the box, you are no Mills Lane
Ain't heard DC since Sardines came
Ha, and I made y'all love it
We don't cop pleas, but y'all don't cop nothin'
Police come around, don't nobody say nothin'
And you be with the cops, you niggas is McLovin'
Dark liquor 'til we busted
'Til I got a buzz a like that nigga Chris Mullen
District of Columbia
You Bernie Mac funny, we ain't scared of none of ya
Get 'em all, get 'em all, pack it all up
Stack up your funds like a million bucks
Across the pond, they all know us
International, whoa
Drivin' my car to a foreign place
Lookin' at me, now they know my face
We want it all now, we got all, yes
Look at that, look at how they lookin' at us
DC chillin', PG chillin'
My name Wale, and I came to get it
Came to get it, came to get it
My name Wale
Dre pick 'em up, pick 'em up, I'll shut 'em all down
Haters in the crowd, if you see 'em point 'em out
Stacks in my jeans, broads on the scene
Folarin be ballin' for all y'all to see
Ain't I something？ The way I'm stuntin'
My material girls give 'em A-Rod money
LV on my luggage
Them mammas gonna hate and I love it, fuck 'em
Lookin' at, lookin' at, lookin' at me
Look at that, look at how they're lookin' at me
Eyes all sticky like honey on bees
Look at that, look at how they're lookin' at me
DC chillin', PG chillin'
My name Wale, and I came to get it
Came to get it, came to get it
My name Wale
3.Mirrors
作詞：Olubowale Vi Akintimehin, Mark D Ronson
Mirror, tell me I'm the realest
Since all these other niggas got gimmicks in their lyrics
It's all gun bustin', it's such a lack of the subject
Could I be that nigga rejuvinatin' lovers？
Did I stutter the missin' piece of the puzzle？
Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble
It's easy on TV make them believe what they be seein'
But mirrors never lie so they keep eyes up on they re-runs
For fear of what you show them, reality is golden
Real recognize real, you need some IV's to be noticed though
One of the coldest to mix pro-tools with your vocals
What the fans can't see that mirror gon' notice back
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who the realest of them all？
That ain't hard, swear to God, these niggas ain't real at all
Mirror, mirror on the wall, is it right, is it wrong？
It ain't hard, swear to God, these niggas ain't real at all
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who the realest of them all？
That ain't hard, swear to God, these niggas ain't real at all
Mirror, mirror on the wall, is it right, is it wrong？
It ain't hard, swear to God, these niggas ain't real at all
Say there Mr. Mirror, put yourself up to yourself and in
Just take a look at the reflection that's reflectin' in
Your own physical, superficial not spiritual
All the possessions you possess and they can't keep your spirit
full
You need to hear it fool but you don't wanna listen 'cause
You so full of yourself and you just sit and judge
You point 'em out and call 'em up and then sit 'em down
Then you put fertilizer, lyin', spread the shit around
But if you took a second, Mr. Mirror, you would see
That you just mad at you, man, you ain't really mad at me
You took the hatred of yourself and just projected out
No disrespect, you can't respect yourself then just get out
For real, you need to go away just like the rain song
'Cause you frontin' and fakin' it's just plain wrong
So Mr. Mirror, man, I'm just gon' keep it G
If you can't look up at yourself, how the fuck you lookin' at
me, mane
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who the realest of them all？
That ain't hard, swear to God, these niggas ain't real at all
Mirror, mirror on the wall, is it right, is it wrong？
It ain't hard, swear to God, these niggas ain't real at all
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who the realest of them all？
That ain't hard, swear to God, these niggas ain't real at all
Mirror, mirror on the wall, is it right, is it wrong？
It ain't hard, swear to God, these niggas ain't real at all
Mirror, tell me she the realest
I met her in the club and she wouldn't let me in it
Seen her in a video, seen her in a magazine
See me I ain't frontin', we ain't see 'em titties last week
So far you nasty, fuck you call that
I call that insecure, shawty think she all that
Fuck outta here, that's how they gettin' gas
'09 Gold Diggers, walkin' with a different path
Find a dummy, wrap him up, let him fuck, suck him up
Gettin' good graces, take his money, another one
No longer Caffera, surgery and mascara
Lookin' at your money, but can't look up in that mirror
Fearin' what it show you, reality is gold
Real recognize real, real women don't know you
One of the coldest, the gracin' on that pole
What them tempers don't see, I bet that mirror gon' show you
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who the realest of them all？
That ain't hard, swear to God, these niggas ain't real at all
Mirror, mirror on the wall, is it right, is it wrong？
It ain't hard, swear to God, these niggas ain't real at all
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who the realest of them all？
That ain't hard, swear to God, these niggas ain't real at all
Mirror, mirror on the wall, is it right, is it wrong？
It ain't hard, swear to God, these niggas ain't real at all
4.90210
作詞：Olubowale Vi Akintimehin, Mark D Ronson
And she throws up whatever she eats
She leave the bathroom wit a nose bleed
Regular girl, celebrity dreams
She is 90210
She live her whole life like TV
She would do anything for everything
A regular girl, celebrity dreams
She is 90210
Miss Rodeo, tell me where your day go？
Part-time waitress, she really wanna make it
In the city of lights, it's hard to see clear
She don't really care 'bout anyone advice
Nothing here's real and everyone's alike
'Cause everyone dreams of the millionaire's life
She barely eat at all, if she do she eats light
Indulging a meal when a toilets in sight
Expose those fries, can't hold those down
To be seven pounds, you must release several pounds
This is heaven on hell, this is how she wanna live
She ain't really tripping, she's on Beverly Hills
And she throws up whatever she eats
She leave the bathroom wit a nose bleed
A regular girl, celebrity dreams
She is 90210
She live her whole life like TV
And she would do anything for everything
Regular girl, celebrity dreams
She is 90210
Just another day out in Beverly Hills
She sing, model and dance but can't sit still
Believing the screens or anything there
But reality shows ain't real
So pretentious with no potential
She goes to catch up, although her rents up
In her defense she part of the crowd
She gonna borrow some money
So she can party at Chows, it's apart of her goal
It's all she knows, graduated from Rosay
Addicted to blow, addicted to stardom, a wish to blow
So she kisses the stars and gives them a blow
After every show, a dream she hold
Inhibition is gone, she just wanna be known
She wanna be known, she just wanna be known
Pulling down her skirt, I never done this before, nah
And she throws up whatever she eats
She leave the bathroom wit a nose bleed
A regular girl, celebrity dreams
She is 90210
She live her whole life like TV
And she would do anything for everything
A regular girl, celebrity dreams
She is 90210
You know big breast girls never ever pay rent
They meet them rich boys throw D's on that bitch
Lease on the whip, beach on the weekend
Hotel suite, room keys is a gift
Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger
Now you just a whore to the male entertainers
Word spreads fast that your knees spread quick
The sun's always out but it's clouds over here
Look, cocaine addiction, apartment eviction
To add to the list of Beverly Hills victims
Hold on you can see my vision
Next time you let down on a nigga
And she throws up whatever she eats
She leave the bathroom wit a nose bleed
A regular girl, celebrity dreams
She is 90210
She live her whole life like TV
And she do anything for everything
A regular girl, celebrity dreams
She is 90210
5.World Tour
(＊Prod. by Cool ＆ Dre)
We on a world tour Wale your man hustlin each and every gutta
with the mic in my hand New York, VA, DC, get paid
We on a world tour Wale your man hustlin each and every gutta
with the mic in my hand London, Tokyo, we gon' take you all
around the globe.
Momma ain't raise no fool true but me and my brother never made
it out school she prayed on me passing that BAR it's way
different ma you see I'm' passing out bars the definition of a
jetsetter I'm hip hop still living like a good fella' castle and
crooks sweater and the queen never trip she travel way faster
than you rook niggas.Have you seen adiza with beaches that look
like Eva with D cups with' a beach like an HBO feature at night
a quarter-pound of sand in my un-released nikes bitch say I'm
hot smoking on by the night nigga you don't know about the life
when shit gets heavier than Norbert's wife but still gotta spit
some enourmous ryhmes niggas more than like and more than likely
when you return home you ignored by the gorgeous wife cause she
feel slighted and you don't want to fight with her cause' you
tired but now it's back to the lab 45 messages right after you
land feet feel swollen, you gone from the zanex and this is the
life with the mic in your hand
Ya ya
We on a world tour Wale your man hustlin each and every gutta
with the mic in my hand New York, VA, DC, get paid
We on a world tour Wale your man hustlin each and every gutta
with the mic in my hand London, Tokyo, we gon' take you all
around the globe, sing to em' shorty.
See Dre' did Scottland and everybody jocked him I did scottland
and got no props for it naw that just fucked up my jay's which
fucked up my day rock walley's on stage
Freezing my willy off, no hotel I'm back on the plane while they
was like go whale I'm so well ahead of them I'm unpaved I did
justice to Justice one fre' one thing that you niggas must
acknowledge, I beat beats like pants on scottish whoa it's how
it's dealt I've been over more water than than Neo Phelps.
It's harder when you by yourself my nigga Bun B. good health, my
nigga Ron Fest never give about self cause we think about wealth
like French do milfs on american Pie it's hard to have american
pride when most of your money's made out of them lyings, the
other half is out of them lines
Want to make a nigga like oh fuck relying so much that's it's on
her, relying so much that it's over paid em' and they hate em'
but they wrong for it D.C. no hooges I'm on first
We on a world tour Wale your man hustlin each and every gutta
with the mic in my hand New York, VA, DC, get paid
We on a world tour Wale your man hustlin each and every gutta
with the mic in my hand London, Tokyo, we gon' take you all
around the globe, sing to em' shorty.
We on a world tour Wale your man hustlin each and every gutta
with the mic in my hand New York, VA, DC, get paid.
We on a world tour Wale your man hustlin each and every gutta
with the mic in my hand London, Tokyo, we gon' take you all
around the globe
Sing to em' shorty.
6.Diary
作詞：Olubowale Akintimehin, Marsha Ambrosius, Matt Bang, James
Guffey, Matthew Kipper, Yann Tiersen
If I told you I wanted to talk to you
You know, you think I'm tryna holla at you
And maybe I am but
You wouldn't hear me out anyways would you？
Rather lose love than to move on
Never knowing what it feel like
Short days, long nights by the phone, no call
Need a clear mind 'cause I been blind
Got me goin' down that road
Heart made of stone, far away from home
Black woman you cold
Every problem that you ever had with
Another man I gotta face
Started off on thin ice
I'm still here but I can't skate
Slow sink, can't breath
No remorse, don't think
Listen to your friend, get another man
For a minute then repeat
Queen, you deserve the title
But she rejects what I give
While she nurse the wounds by them
Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards
Nothing I'mma do's works, diary of a black girl
I wonder why I sit and cry
Wish I could shed all these tears
I'm down and out
I'll keep on moving and tryna get out
I don't know how to move on
Where I went wrong
Wish I could live with no fear
So down and out
I'll keep it moving and tryna get out somehow
Raised by a momma who？ Who？
Hate her baby father so, so
She don't have a problem with, with, with
Saying, 'Fuck a nigga quick, quick'
I'm just tryna be the one who never run
But you run away from me
Your girlfriends man cheat, cheat
Why not me the same thing
She can't see in me what I see in her
This pain she inherit can't be reversed
I can't even stay living in the shade
Of all the motherfuckers that played you
The irony in that is that I ain't even that
But you coulda been those pages
Wife, you deserve the label
But you been hurt before so you don't feel you're able
Tried them, didn't work, got impossible standards
Nothing that I ever do work, diary of a black girl
I wonder why I sit and cry
Wish I could shed all these tears
I'm down and out
I'll keep on moving and tryna get out
I don't know how to move on
Where I went wrong
Wish I could live with no fear
So down and out
I'll keep it moving and tryna get out somehow
See all I wanna do is be relevant
Just tell me that I ever meant anything more
That you could ever see me and you in another light
But it's like the dark women indoors
In the darkest nights by the wrong man
See all of them have made you
Incapable of a first impression
What I do is I channel my aggression
With no cable or antenna
Just intentions to impress you if capable
Hoping that the material possessions
Can materialize to a better you
Cars, nothing I drive
Can drive you out of this state of mind
For such an ugly picture and
Money, nothing I buy
Can buy more time for your ears
To tell your heart to listen to it
Diamonds, a girls best friend is what they say
But believe me with the right allegiance
Shorty you gonna shine anyways
And everyday that goes by is
A couple more lines in her diary
The day before is better than the present
So anyone presented in her presence
Endorse these life sentences
No key for release, no reason to be around
Her minds in the clouds, she writes it all down in her diary
I wonder why I sit and cry
Wish I could shed all my tears
I'm down and out
I'll keep it moving and tryna get out
I don't know how to move on
Where I went wrong
Wish I could live with no fear
I'm so down and out
I'll keep it moving and tryna get out somehow
Somehow
7.Pretty Girls
作詞：Olubowale Vi Akintimehin, Craig Incencio Balmoris, William
Brown, Radric Davis, Venus Edwina Dodson, Albert Goodman, Walter
Morris, Tony Price, Harry Milton Ray
Girls, I ask 'em do they smoke？
Ask 'em what do they know？Ask 'em can we go？
Pretty girls, sunshine in the air, perfume everywhere
Girls are everywhere
Thanks to the flow, right now what up？
A lime to a lemon remind you of the sky
When I'm in it we on cloud nine for that minute
Admire your style and your physique
And I ain't trying to critique, but you deserve a good drink, so
what's up？
What you sippin' on？ It's no problem
Black and gold models like I'm pro-New Orleans
But shawty, I'm far from a saint
But I got two AmEx's that look the same way
Wale, D.C. that's me huh, my Prada say Prada
And they Prada say Fila
I ain't gotta tell ya they know about me, huh
Come to D.C. and I can make you a believer
See baby, I'm a leader, they always from a Libra
And I ain't trying to lead you wrong, sugar, I need ya
So would you please listen to what I'ma need from ya
Not for tonight, but for tomorrow's amnesia
Girls, I ask 'em do they smoke？
Ask 'em what do they know？Ask 'em can we go？
Pretty girls, sunshine in the air, perfume everywhere
Girls are everywhere, pretty girls
Gucci! Hey girl, say girl, ain't no time to play, girl
Now, I'ma touch her and tell her, 'I want that girl'
Yeah they call me Gucci, but I'ma buy you Louis
Yellow stones on my wrist remind me of a slushie
Girls so fine wanna ride me like a Huffy
Ugly girls quiet, pretty girls riot
Country girl, city girl, you know they floss diamonds
Got her in the bed with the kid straight wildin'
Took her to the club, bought her three Long Islands
She from Rhode Island, Atlanta I reside in
Big black diamond bigger than a black razor
Asian, black, Caucasian, I'm blazin'
Persuasing, so amazing, it's amazing
How they stand there coverin' they facial
Wait there 'til the perfect time for conversion
Observation tells me that she's Gucci baby, baby
Girls, ask 'em do they smoke？
Ask 'em what do they know？Ask 'em can we go？
Pretty girls, sunshine in the air, perfume everywhere
(Ay, shawty, you gotta take your purse off for this one, baby)
(No matter where you from, we goin' to D.C. right now)
Girls are everywhere, pretty girls
(What up)
Ugly girls be quiet, quiet, pretty girls clap, clap like this
Ugly girls be quiet, quiet, pretty girls clap, clap like this
Okay you have 'em in amazement
Switchin' four lanes in that 09' Range
While I'm singing ol' Trey shit
It's like this all day
Okay, my name's Wale, they probably know me from the you know
Boss in my Hugo, Floss like my two fer
My flow is on Pluto, them rollins ain't pluton
A niggah have a beef who know I bust out my new roof
Ha, yeah, shawty that's G-shit, Tokyo spinners
Yeah, shawty, that's G-shit
Please give head to that new D.C. shit, I'm a PG shit
I ain't finna keep it
And I be with P, so I got B.B.C. shit
Even if I didn't, I would ball like arenas, swish
Now shawty this is what I'ma need from you
Not for tonight, but for tomorrow's amnesia
Girls, ask 'em do they smoke？
Ask 'em what do they know？Ask 'em can we go？
Pretty girls, sunshine in the air, perfume everywhere
Girls are everywhere, pretty girls
Ugly girls be quiet, quiet, pretty girls clap, clap like this
Ugly girls be quiet, quiet, pretty girls clap, clap like this
Ugly girls be quiet, quiet, pretty girls clap, clap like this
Ugly girls be quiet, quiet, pretty girls clap, clap like this
8.Shades
作詞：Chrisette Payne
Chip on my shoulda, big enough to feed Cambodia
See I never fit into they quotas
Sneakers wasn't fittin' and my knees needed lotion
Long before I knew the significance of a comb
I roam like foam with no vocal reception
Immigrant parents had me feeling like a step-kid
And black Americans never did accept me
That's why I thrive so much winnin' respect, dig
I never fit in with them light skins
I thought the lighter they was, the better that they life is
So I resented them and they resented me
Cheated on light skin Dominique, we were 17
I figure I hurt her she'd evidently hurt me
And all women who have light features see
I never let a light broad hurt me
That's why I strike first and the first cut's deep
From a light skin girl to a dark skin brotha
Shade doesn't matter, heart makes the lover
Boy, you so beautiful, boy, you so beautiful
Shade doesn't matter, heart makes the lover
Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate
Toffee, pecan, licorice, boy, you so beautiful
Just another knotty head, nigga
Hoping Wes Snipes make my life a bit different
In middle school I had the right to be timid
I had beautiful words but girls never listened
Listen, blacker the berry, sweeter the product
Well, I'm fruit punch concentrate and they water
Walk into my room thinking how to make moves
Ain't thinking like a student but how Ice-T do it
Light dudes had the girls looking there
Aw yeah, it's not fair, the ones with the good hurr
Couldn't adapt to naps I wore caps
They napped and slept on me
Man, I hate black skin tone
I wish I could take it back or rearrange my status
Maybe if I was khaki, associating light skin with classy
The minstrel show, showed a me that was not me
From a light skin girl to a dark skin brotha
Shade doesn't matter, heart makes the lover
Boy, you so beautiful, boy, you so beautiful
Shade doesn't matter, heart makes the lover
Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate
Toffee, pecan, licorice, boy, you so beautiful
They say black is beautiful
But ask them beautiful light girls
If it's black they attract to usually
What if Barack's skin was all black？
Truthfully would he be a candidate
Or just a black in community？
We as black dudes tend to lack unity
And them blacker girls ain't on the tube usually
Right now at 23 I ain't mad at them reds no more
But for long time I had gone cold blind
Full of my own insecurity, it was holding me
Back to reds, I ain't know how to act
They would get the cold shoulder
And know it was an act, a defense mechanism
What I thought that I lacked
From a light skin girl to a dark skin brotha
Shade doesn't matter, heart makes the lover
Boy, you so beautiful, boy, you so beautiful
Shade doesn't matter, heart makes the lover
Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate
Toffee, pecan, licorice, boy, you so beautiful
9.TV In The Radio
作詞：Olubowale Vi Akintimehin, David Andrew Sitek, Keinan Warsame
Wale, I kick it, I kick it like Olindo
I wear my Nike boots in Gucci, I don't wear no Timbo
I kick it any tempo, I'm lifted off the indo
I'm poppin' champagne, drinkin' till I'm jumpin' out the window
If the Auto-Tune's gone bet they'll all tune in
So I'ma do it bigger than an Audemar wrist watch, hip hop
slackin'
Why they gettin' Grammies when these niggas is actin'？
They phony, should get Tonies for the thing that they be yappin'
It's utterly bologna so I'm Muslim to these rappers
Fuck yappin' they lucky we don't clap 'em
And have them people leakin' like they're CD isn't mastered
CD is in plastic, these niggas is has beens
We ain't makin' friends while these niggas is Anistons
Dig, these niggas is fake Joe
Hip hop need to wake up, we the fuckin' clock radios, Wale
We original officially the most original
If we wasn't so original then we'd be criminal
Wale and K'naan they don't know is they're radio
How the hell did they fit the TV in the radio？
They told me go in, no problem I'mma go in
And shy away from drama, I ain't run away from no man
And there ain't been no buster prepared for you suckas
Then they'll play with Mario Brothers when it was duck hunt
That's words to my mama since I was in a starter
A nigga been a star before I forfeited my scholar
Shit, didn't finish college, shit, wasn't a problem
Shit, my homecoming is here I'm who they call up
So I still be on that yard with a feely of that Marley
From the city the Philly women willing to menage
Though I put em on pause since Manilli been involved
Though everybody's on me like the Milli V part
Now I'm from the D Dot where we not no beat boxers
We talkin' B blockers keep us with deep pockets
See not no fad or no Internet phenom
But he be's on that web like he be's with Pete Parker
Me, I'm not shy and my partner's Somalian
K'naan and my buzz is too big like Comala
Ballin', folarin so goddamn hard
Fat rhymes every time bitch Roseanne bars, Wale
We original officially the most original
If we wasn't so original then we'd be criminal
Wale and K'naan they don't know is they're radio
How the hell did they fit the TV in the radio？
I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret
And Wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath
And don't perform after him or you might regret
I guess they didn't get the memo or the leaflet
You know if you was harder than me then you'd be led
And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead
And I'm Somali so I guess I'm just trynna eat bread
Fuckin' with my people well that's called the Heath Ledge
Needless to say I turn rap beef to piglets
Make you speechless, make you bloody, make you teethless
Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces
I been on more red carpets than Ryan Seacrest
Don't cross me 'cause my friend, I'm no Jesus
I don't turn cheeks or draw blood like leeches
And my friend's a nut me spark in heaters
Get your ass privileges with parking meters
Do I condone it or is this some kinda small talk？
Course not, I'm big like horse nut
Under pressure I don't sweat like my pores shut
I'm from the ten shacks where mishaps
Get fix fast by klick klacks and big bwaps
And inside they think rap soft
My pen sparks the benchmark I fench off tar
No sixteen, no vaccine, I'm so sick my ten bars cough
Now I'm off
Hold up, hold up, hold up
10.Center Of Attention
(＊Prod. by J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League)
I call a spade a spade
What you want me to say,
Say I'm destined for fame, well I am very afraid.
Do you know what fame is？
If you did, you wouldn't want to be famous
Everybody finger, point in your direction
Everybody seems to misread every sentence.
Better or worse, the center of attention
Gift and a curse, the center of attention
See I wouldn't wish success on my worst foe
You see the devil is alive but he work slow
And yea I should've seen the signs by my first quote
Before you sign, you'll be blind if you've been broke
And true I've seen better times cause I'm getting dough
But my vision has inclined to some Interscope, and its home
This country has an obsession with celebrity
But who is to blame when we let them in on everything
From B's wedding ring, to beef meddling
Ironic we on air, but they never let us breathe,
We all make mistakes, why you wanna make an issue？
If I dont diss another n-gga you dont get that issue
I dont really get you, see what the problem is
Keeping up with Khloe and Kim, not the Obama'ses
You tryna find where Rihanna is,
To be honest you aint mindin where Osama is
And its not a big deal, its a small affair
f-ck Barack's change, we'd rather talk Milian's hair
And if the sky fall tonight, we all be alright
Just tell us where all the stars is
Nah, I wouldn't wish fame on my enemy.
Paparazzi like a life time sentencing
No comma, no pause, no anything.
Just know fame has a price, lose everything.
DC has never seen such progress
So bitches on the scene seem quite stalkish
They like talking, its like gossip
How little hugs can turn to draws offered
Though uncalled for, they gon drop them
And your girls cousins tryna get her other options
And now your best friends having kids
They two now, and haven't seen their Godfather yet
Don't let me talk about the deal ones
Mommy found out, I'm paying everybody's bills
Big said it- more money, more ills
So I spend it real fast, cause I'm tryna sit and chiill
A lil, signed, sealed, delivered.
Before a n-gga signed I had a healthier liver
sh-t, now my lips liquor-ish
As my record label nit-picks at this,
11.My Sweetie
作詞：Olubowale Vi Akintimehin, A Dean, S Levitin, C Maccormack
I need up, I needed to feel like you know
When your mother used to take you to the African party
You're my sweetie, my sugar, my lady, my lover
So honey, let me hold you, let me love you forever
Well, maybe not forever
Chain withdrawn when we not together
Best foot forward, holla at your boy
And I can get 'em all without lots of effort
Take her home, we can get it on
And make my jelof with lots of pepper
God has blessed her, prauda dresser
Mix my Guinness with a Dr. Pepper
I'm so naija, she so ibo, she so sweet, shortie feed my ego
Me bold dude, boladipo olu, whole crew, roll through
Got more green than whole foods
African queen got what you need, said my name Wale, ba wo ni
You're my sweetie, my sugar, my lady, my lover
So honey, let me hold you, let me love you forever
Who said I don't rap, I am naija all day
When I meet your mom I still du ba le
I am Wale, Oluwa
We be in the party like we own that bar
No regard when I'm going at a broad
And I go up in a party like I'm goin' abroad
Understand that's fly
Damn super fly guy land in Dubai
Y'all can't get it, I make y'all get it
Hate estate and my iPod wit it
Money on the floor, throw it on a broad
This is not ballin' but this is our culture
You is not hip then I cannot coach her
If it's not couture, I will not go to her
If it's not K9, I will not couture
Too much cognac, where's my chauffeur
You're my sweetie, my sugar, my lady, my lover
So honey, let me hold you, let me love you forever
Like money on the floor, spray it, spray it
Said, 'There's Money on the floor, spray, it spray it'
Said, 'There's Money on the floor, spray, it spray it'
Said, 'There's Money on the floor, spray, it spray it'
Said, 'There's Money on the floor, spray, it spray it'
Said, 'There's Money on the floor, spray, it spray it'
Said, 'There's Money on the floor, spray, it spray it'
Said, 'There's Money on the floor'
12.Triumph
作詞：Olubowale Vi Akintimehin, David Andrew Sitek
Ladies and gentlemen
I ain't tryna be politically correct
But I won't rest till I'm givin' my respect
And my vision isn't set on the money I get
But more less the vest I'm comin' for y'all neck
When you came more or less change is imminent
I ask Mr. West for a lil' bit of hope realize us
New niggas gotta get it ourselves
So I dreamed of presentin' myself
And the only thing I fear is I being shelved
The cocky, liveliest for nobody
Booked so many bitches should've been a cum laude
Fuck the comradery with B rate artists
I'm ballin' you niggas is Arliss, so watch this
Always knew where the pot was
With no receivers had the pickin' of a option
Tommie Frazier on the motherfuckin' one or two's
Or Michael Vick, if y'all bark nigga, y'all through
Yea, 25, 25, 25 can I get 30？
My side Jones is fat and my freak Jones is purdy
Why？ 'Cause I Mac like Bernie
And she swallow everything like Kirby
Not punkette but I hit it then I duck a bitch
And older women put a nigga on their bucket list
Me against you the movie of the year
'Cause you slum dog and I'm the millionaire
Their buzz Internet and mines in her net
Should know I'm winnin' that Chanel fitted cap
I know they suck I'm just showin you where my city at
Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad
But since Mark put a nigga on that lily track
I had the British shows talkin' 'bout bring him back
But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that
'Cause I been drinkin' till the point that I'm a dizzy rap
Scab, fix up, look shop Joe
'Cause I'm a look that part until I'm all broke, yeah
13.Mama Told Me
作詞：Olubowale Akintimehin, Craig Incencio Balmoris, Robert Bell,
Ronald Nathan Bell, George Brown, Robert Mickens, Tony Price,
Mark Ronson, Claydes Smith, Alton Taylor, Dennis Thomas, Richard
Westfield
Mama told me there'd be days like this
But I ain't never ever think there'd be a day like this, naw
Not now, not ever and now until forever
You will never need another, nigga
Mama told me there'd be days like this
But I ain't never ever think there'd be a day like this, naw
Not now, not ever and now until forever
You will never need another, nigga
Sorry hip hop, it took me so long to get on
But so long that I'm on it, it's on
I'm rappin' for the scholars and the hustla's, meanwhile
Showin' mama I ain't dropped out for nothin'
I swear these dolla's gon' add up
And I ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck
That's why I shine like I does, it's pain in my eyes
But these east saints blind you to look
Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag
Whoever tried to gravitate
G told me it's a city full of crimes
I'm feelin' like a platter at Philip's when I rap
As much as I wanted to be minuscule the fact is
They'd only be happy with a minstrel actor
Sorry Mr. Charlie won't chap dance
And fuck the radio for tellin' me to snap jam
I'm just expectin' the spectator's respect here
My net is from jet setters to cab fares
Hip hop's unbalances got out of hand
Ain't have to see saw, I'm already scared
I been called the
And I D.C.'d this whole fuckin' genre
And I ain't in it for them O's or them commas
But more or less the hope for dope niggas to prosper
Mama told me there'd be days like this
But I ain't never ever think there'd be a day like this, naw
Not now, not ever and now until forever
You will never need another, nigga
Mama told me there'd be days like this
But I ain't never ever think there'd be a day like this, naw
Not now, not ever and now until forever
You will never need another, nigga
The future is now, I lead on record's dedication
For makin' better music is now
Dope niggas locked out, 4 year rap drought
It's rainin' now, somehow the fugitive's out
I would invest in a poncho
'Cause I ain't finna punch out like Glass Joe, naw
I'm a go until my arm's sore, fuck it
I go until my 40 millionth encore
Hip hop's dead yeah that's what Nas said to me
I guess that's hip hop heads on salary
We've had the tables on them record labels
Who's next to release？ We guillotine them
Niggas braggin' but everybody stagnant
Everybody broke except the nigga on the track, shit
And mama why you throw away my drums？
A hundred for a deal, they made a hundred on the song
Nigga, I'm a hundred miles far, I'm feelin' Chris Childs
You lookin' like Kobe Bryant y'all
It's lonely at the top so I waited but ain't nobody take it
Now I'm playin' solitaire patient
Crucifix pieces, necklace with Jesus
See me as blasphemous for I don't need them
God give me strength, Allah give me patience
I am only a man and I don't know what to think
Mama told me there'd be days like this
But I ain't never ever think there'd be a day like this, naw
Not now, not ever and now until forever
You will never need another, nigga
Mama told me there'd be days like this
But I ain't never ever think there'd be a day like this, naw
Not now, not ever and now until forever
You will never need another, nigga
14.Contemplate
作詞：R Fenty, R Perry
Dear sweetheart, what's up boo？
What you up too？
More club moves, I call her, no answer
Her phone in the bag she dancin'
It's four now the clubs over
I call her but oh hold up
Y'all know what ignore button
Or the phone died lets hope for it
That damier bag I bought
Caught the attention of those niggas on it
That cell phone that I bought
Is probably filled wit some other niggas numbers
So it leaves me to wonder
Why do I still promise to love her？
Cut me off every time, I'm talkin'
Which means she ain't never hear nothin'
I say stay she wanna leave
She get her point across so I gotta let her be
I'ma let her be by herself in peace
But five years from now I bet she see
When the club gets played
And things you crave are no longer escapes
And no longer for dates
You wanna husband but no one has a cape
Now you wonder and wait
And I ain't tryna her what you wantin' to say
It's feels good to be over you, babe
So play this shit while you contemplate
Contemplate, contemplate
Play this shit while you contemplate
Play this shit while you contemplate
Who am I livin' for？
Is this my limit？
Can I endure some more？
Just as I'm givin'
Question existin'
Who am I livin' for？
Is this my limit？
Can I endure some more？
Just as I'm givin'
Question existin'
Them people they talkin'
Them lights they on me
This life I chose
But I ain't know 'til I found it
To be honest I'm modest
One hater for every nigga on it
One day everybody is applaudin'
The next day you is everybody target
Why bother, why talk to 'em？
Where God at I need to call him
My knees on the ground, dear father
Don't let me break please make me stronger
How much longer will it linger？
When my heart is givin', will they believe it？
When my song is over will they need me？
Watch how quickly they found a new leader
Questionin' the whole meaning
In the viper room just me and River Phoenix
Wit Courtney Love and Lake Washington
Wit a note there and I'm pickin' up readin'
This ain't hard Chris Benoit
Heath ledger said the nites gon' be dark
Feelin' signs of Phyliss Hymon
No Apollo theater I just might not go
Frankie Lymon in the limelight
Get so cold so in the line I'm skitso
I can't cope, I can't think
I can't breathe, this ain't me
This ain't easy I'm thinkin'
Am I doin this for them or me？
I can't think
Am I doin' this for them or me？
Who am I livin' for？
Is this my limit？
Can I endure some more？
Just as I'm givin'
Question existin'
Who am I livin' for？
Is this my limit？
Can I endure some more？
Just as I'm givin'
Question existin'
15.Beautiful Bliss
作詞：Olubowale Vi Akintimehin, Marsha Ambrosius, Leroy Bell, Thom
Bell, James C D'agostino, Casey James
Baby, know it get so better than this
It's like sunshine on the rainy day
It's like a high, could you take it away？
Take it away, away, it's a beautiful day
When you feel like this
When you spill out hits
When you fly as a bitch
And you ride with this
And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby
Fresh out the airport
Fresh out the tan with the clippers
Like Sean Lippet thinking hmm
I'm trying to get it like Sean get it
If lord giveth a mill and a milf like skibbit
It's slight blemishes and life system
But I'm giving it foundation when I write lyric
That anvil night hard mine is bright knickers
Maybe not quite the star but my hearts in it
When Brett Hart meet Bret Farve
A sharp shooter well exceeding any figure four
You see my figure more or less stick some more
On your vest then my larynx and lungs and this voice I project
My project is like what pros inject
And niggas so fly I should be droved in jets
It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke
You see dem boys sign me to the scope right
Baby, will it get so better than this, today？
Sunshine on the rainy day
Take me away, away, it's a beautiful day
When you feel like this
When you spill out hits
When you fly as a bitch
And you ride with this
And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby
J. Cole, I fall whole to the real they wanna know just how it
feel
Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal？
And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real
And yet we heard you got it locked
But like dem socks we on your heels
So you best be on your toes, nigga
Especially on your flows, nigga
'Cause man they keep on checking for me
Especially all your hoes nigga
Catch me on your doorstep you see me let me in
All I wanna do is eat I'm like the freaky lesbian
Now all I wanna do ball on TV knee ESPN
They heard I'm 'bout to blow
So all my enemies say let's be friends
And all these rappers know just know
Where I'm 'bout to go so catch me then
Where all the girls that we knew scream fuck you
Go let me in I'm definitely in a class of my own
And dinner with hov hopin' that he pass the baton
He just pass the patron
And he ain't giving dog is earned if you just live in dog you
learn
I let you niggas see the light I'm like the prison yard I yearn
For that living large but mama I ain't done yet
Sit back and watch your son rise, kick back until yo son set
Forever I ain't run yet and I never will
Nas told me life's a bitch
Pac said fuck the world and I ain't come yet
You up yet
My punchlines like gut checks I'm raw dog
I'm rough sex, I'm on deck, I'm up next
I'm god bless, I'm success so fuck stress
You can get the fuck from around me
And if you listenin' know you wondering
Where the fuck they found me
I'm from the ville boy, ay Wale
Baby, know it get so better than this
It's like sunshine on the rainy day
It's like a high, could you take it away？
Take it away, away, it's a beautiful day
When you feel like this, this is my
When you spill out hits, this is my
When you fly as a bitch
And you ride with this
And you ain't bothered a bit
Another day up in my ES, wish it was an LS
But elastic is my wallet fuck it
I don't be stressed like relaxed muscles
Your feedback ain't flexing
And you can keep it running like a muffler
When we not in summer
They like A list actors they not no stunners
Too much practice now for me to malfunction
So any beat that function I breathe on and puncture
Leave it like a female Dijon a puncture
Waiting showing you her beauty if shes naked
Its like a view of paintin' or a lake head
This shits how beautiful my day is
Peep me how I'm raising up the capital for Nathan
Capital I'm raisin' like I'm through punctuatin'
Or shift keys or it I placement cause
Shift the keys get your capital raised up, motherfucker
Baby, know it get so better than this
It's like sunshine on the rainy day
It's like the high, could you take it away？
Take it away, away, it's a beautiful day
When you feel like this
When you spill out hits
When you fly as a bitch
And you ride with this
And you ain't bothered a bit
Huh, get up, motherfucker
This is my beautiful, ah
This is my beautiful, ah
Said, my beautiful, ah
This is my beautiful, ah
This is my beautiful, ah
This is my beautiful, ah
16.Prescription
作詞：Olubowale Akintimehin, Craig Incencio Balmoris, Robert Bell,
Ronald Nathan Bell, George Brown, Robert Mickens, Tony Price,
Mark Ronson, Claydes Smith, Alton Taylor, Dennis Thomas, Richard
Westfield
Simply out of this world by choice
The world's too much for the soul to enjoy
I focus on the void and I fill it
Hopin' the depressed ain't give in and give up
So listeners, give up your ears, it's your hero
From here on a heroin like high, I give off
Live off my lie and my lullaby
They itchin' for a new breath here's the calamine
And I refuse to camouflage with other guys
You see my mind is amused of they head noddin'
I so got 'em, as hypnosis of hip-hop
'Cause, when I talk they don't just watch
I make 'em feel it, the feelin's unfamiliar
A rush of your adrenaline you can pick up a buildin'
You can become a killer, if properly scripted
The first one's free, next time I'll be billin' you
Here go your prescription
Here go your prescription
Here go your prescription
Take your prescription
Don't let the pain getcha
I swear my lane will provide as a painkiller
A painkiller, a 16 of percoset
Just let it chill Joe
That lil' burn that you feel, feel good, don't it？
Just sit back and relax and take it easy
And let the beat play
Close your eyes, whoever uninspired
Pay me no mind, I put Adderol in y'all's
Riddle them with Ritalin, attention deficit
Niggas start listenin' and what I'm givin' 'em
The drug that they brain need
Them niggas sick of hip-hop so they appointed me
And I invented but the IV inside of me
And ignorance was drug of choice but they OD'd
Couldn't alone leave 'em, I am the sole leader
The young soul that the OG's still believe in
And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them
I breathe life in the game, they are Kevorkian
They provokin' suicide but as soon as signed
I drew designs for consumer's minds so in time
Do it for all y'all, do it for all y'all
Don't gotta wait long
The doctor has arrived just be patient, please, please
Here go your prescription
Here go your prescription
Here go your prescription
Take your prescription
See, they say one has to know the past to last in the present
So I bask in the weather while the presence of these laggers
Lend me they rappin' to give gifts to my brethren
My nigga this is more than a vocal booth
This is my only truth, this is my risin' up
So you can ask Black Thought if I know my roots
Shit, before you, uest my love for this
Just know we would play Q-Tip
In the Q before you knew T.I.P.
And before you knew T.I.P.
I was tippin' strippers properly to pussy poppin'
So, when you ask me 'What you know about that？'
Ironically I'm askin' you the same question partna
I am hip-hop, past, present and future
I can rap on some old primo, sound like the present Sigo
And make it feel like a sequal to the new me, bitch
I'm Wale, the prescription
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