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Real Talk
02:00
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Real Talk:
Bang this. Beat heavier than an anvil
Colder than ice. You can do a lot but you can't chill
SK and BLESZ on the track fresh to death
Winners on the tune
Come on down and place your bets
Undefined Amsterdam classy like white wine
Over an exquisite gourmet meal with a scent of pine
My my, I sense my haters' ill wishings
Luckily I'm on a boat, not in the sea.
I do the fishing
An organised misfit. Master of his domain
Spend a night in my brain. Check out mentally insane
Restless when happy. I guess I thrive on pain
Life's mundane. Just a quest where cash you gain
But what about love. Yeah I guess love is sweet
Now try shoving love in your face when you need to eat
The root of all evil. Seems to lack an equal
Neutralising counterpart so keep squirming for a sequel
Hook: Real talk
Overrated underachiever. Gained believers
Go religious on this shit. Unlike deceivers
A penny for my thoughts, remain waiting in vain
Like relatives of passengers in a plane over Ukraine
Too soon? Excuse me. But no fucks were given
When Boko Haram slit the throats of my kinsmen
No jokes. To all R.I.P.
But on the T.V. it ain't black I see
Je suis non of that.
I'm cruising along the way
In this finite life heading towards my final day
Had Guillean Barré. Saw no reason to pray
Didn't wanna die a hypocrite I never did it anyway
It's all fun and games until BLESZ gets real
You want comedy? Go watch Key and Peel
This is real talk. Free speech. Know the deal
This man super, bars hard like steel
Hook: Real talk
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2. |
Hard Times
03:54
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Hard Times:
I was an 80's baby in the 10 9 3
Government Burleson in Amsterdam east
OLVG born, just behind the park
Where addicts did their shots when Amsterdam went dark
Love for that hood the crime and drugs never phased me
Or growing up with kids who were borderline crazy
Dad was a welder, working on ships
Mom used to work, now she's at home with 3 kids
We had more than we needed so I ain't gone front
But when you're young there's always extra shit you want
That stopped that day the phone rang
Was doing my own thang
And mom broke down
Phone hit the ground, not a sound
For minutes
Now she had to explain
That dad had an accident earlier that day
A steel beam hit my dad right in the chest
Ribs crushed, damage to his lungs and his head
Was struck by a fever It caused brain damage
Tried to be strong, but I was 10 I couldn't manage
Mom did her best staying strong through all of this
Trying to hide her tears and her fears for the kids
He came out of his coma but his struggle wasn't over
Had to learn how to walk and how to talk all over
Praise a lord cause after many months he made it
The battle of his life, he had no choice but to faced it
Not completely the same
But when your life is the game
And you fought to maintain
Man, you can't be blamed
Hook
Having hard times
Can't stop me now
I came too far so I won't allow
Having hard times
But I'll be fine
In this crazy town
My faith is mine
Fast forward to 20 11
Man I had it going on, figured nothing could happen
To the kid. Just doing what he did
Work some, play hard and all that shit
Had a girl with a kid we were trying
Have a girl with a kid and you'll understand lions
It didn't last. In retrospect we had a blast
When you see your future crumble you try to hold on to the past
Then disaster struck BLESZ fresh out of luck
Felt my body fail bit by bit, on the daily
Tried to play it of it could be my age maybe?
Got weaker every day am I going crazy?
Lost the use of my muscles within 3 weeks
Just a month ago I had the best physique
Went to see the doc with my last power
By then I was getting weaker by the hour
Two hands to turn the knob of the shower
She took one look and her face turned sour
She said. You have Guillain Barré
Sent me to the hospital, got admitted that day
Couldn't walk and talk just like my dad
Could barely move my arms man I was so mad
They said focus. Cause this battle was real
Body was weak. Mind had to be stronger than steel
Praise a lord cause after many months I made it
The battle of my life, I had no choice but to face it
Not completely the same
But when your life is the game
And you fought to maintain
Man, I can't be blamed
-Hook-
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3. |
This is...
03:48
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This Is...
As the rays hit me, I arise
A nice March sun illuminates my eyes
Rise and grind as an early bird for the worm
No time to lay curled up like a perm
I'm focused. Spring is in the air
More important opportunities appearing everywhere
Left and right, front to back
Feel it all around. Sounds sound sound when I am on the track
Brand new like a baby or better yet an embryo
Got gems by the dozen
Find me on a stage with the band strait busting
Or next to Sam Kaddo always whippin’ up something
Get praised, like they are amazed
Thought someone spitting dopeness was a phase
Those saying hip-hop is dead, need to turn down the radio
Hold it, keep it plugged, run a bath and jump in
Hook :
This is brand new (So brand new)
Get shocked back to life, so many ill joints never heard
While you wait on puppets spreading the word
Like this that fresh, new, same, lame
Generic, corporate approved, ignant kid you won't even remember next year
As long as it's new right?
As long as you can pump that shit all night
Unlimited thoughts surface my mind
While these stage lights blind my eyes
Transform scepticism into admiration
At least one fan a gig, motivation
Use setbacks as fuel, determination
Late nights early mornings, dedication
BUC be the band, Triple Double the movement
Brand new S.K. beat is groovin’
B L E S Z all caps still movin’
Gravy so thick this beat is oozing
Hook :
This is brand new (So brand new)
Outro:
As long as it’s new right
As long as you can pump that shit all night
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4. |
The Green
03:43
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The Green
Can I get a...
Shot to start. Time to turn up. Going off the chart
Spent another week working so damn hard
My mind's checking out, about to depart
My soul's slowly dying at this 9-5
But when I work on my dreams I come alive
Don't let the green get you, invest your time
Work hard to get yours. I fight for mines
No matter what your dream is
If what you love ain't really where the cream is
Keep doing what you do to keep that happiness
At least you know what happy is
But if there is a chance you can capitalize
And bring to life what lives behind your eyes
Transform that thing just like a Prime
Make it real. Living your dream is divine
Hook
Don't let the green get you
Don't let the greed get you
Can I get a...
SC on the rocks. Don't like this tune I don't give a fuck
I'm with my team doing what we do
Started from the ground up everything thing here is new
Been down and out, always pulled through
Began in my crib, now I got a whole crew
Unlimited Beats, Sam Kaddo too
Straight from the booth, BLESZ coming for you
This is a dream’s creation
Bring everybody up it's a manifestation
Got people from way back still by my side
Starting to see this world through a dreamer's eyes
We in this together
Work hard, focus, keep getting better
The green ain't a thing here
Nothing but love can be seen here
In this tryna get it all
We do it our way rise or fall
In this tryna get it all
We do it "our" way rise or fall
Hook
Don't let the green get you
Don't let the greed get you
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5. |
BLESZović
03:08
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BLESZović
Hook:
As I stroll in. Microphone controlin'
Throw strikes like I'm bowlin'
Shining bright like I'm glowin'
They betta be knowin'
BLESZ is on the spot like a geyser he flowin'
Find me in a booth in your hood. Always in the mood
Excuse my French if I am misunderstood
It's all good. Fully grown
Reputation unknown
Holla at me after I assault another microphone
Kill it. Cook it up, any beat is my skillet
I fill it with timed lines show them cats what real skill is
This is. My zone, my home, I roam
Unknown, homegrown, intone
Can't postpone this any longer
My force is getting stronger
Hungry like a lion. All I can do is conquer
Rape and murder tracks.
Rack ‘em up back to back
Disregard and disrespect
Fill ‘em up I gotta get
Hook:
Never been anxious to get on
But now I'm on it's a dunk that's slammed
Don't holla for a jam sonny boy we jammed
Paid my dues with some crews
As a matter of fact
Some of them were hogging time just to hold me back
Enter the game as a vet
Treat them beats like my pets
Get them fixed with verbal shots
Flip them into tracks
From Amsterdam
Getting love all over. On that happy sauce
Hardly ever sober
On a beach in Goa killing shots of Cashew Feni
Or in the triple X sipping gently on a Remy
It's all fun games
Are we playing?
I always play to win
That's me saying
It's serious and cool we can act a fool
But when push comes to shove you be getting schooled
So stay focused, cause this ain't a joke
Blink too long and you'll be left behind in smoke
Hook:
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6. |
No Contest
02:31
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Travelling on a sound wave
Penetrate your skull viciously
Picture me vividly increasing the degree
Sam Kaddo in his zone
More solid than stone
Bop your head if you condone
This Damsko tone
Grim like the reaper on the edge it's steeper
Slip into our realm discover it to be deeper
Unpromoted self-sufficient
Just seeking some ears to listen
Which are missing artists
That aren't on dumbing down missions
It's lonely but we're here
We know there are others
Like aliens in disguise
Right in front of our eyes
Looking at the skies
Waiting for the mothership
I'm on another trip since the day my eyes opened
I'm hoping. There's more to life than this
Dismiss reality with the fatality
Of nature armed with bombs of atom
Spit Armageddon
In every direction that I'm heading
On any track or acapella, I am shredding
Hook:
This station. Rules the nation
Keeping you in touch with home
Am I dreaming or living in a dream of another
A figment of a being's imagination. Not human
Being watched every step like Truman
Or a sidekick like Newman
It is how it is or how you gonna make it
If you won't live your life others are gonna take it
Maybe just as well cause as a species we can't be fixed
Save the planet? Let's move into the matrix
Cursed with a blessing at ease while impressing
Holla if you ever need a lesson
Fresh and always in control
I take a stroll. Like Hamilton position pole
Take it all. World cup more super than a Super bowl
There I go pure instinct, raw like an animal
Radical. If the name isn't spelled with capitals
Never sweat the small stuff
Passed a diamond in the ruff
Enough love to go around and to rise above
Anything, anyone, anyplace, anywhere
BLESZ higher than a kite made out of flyers
Never tire. Hear the man inspire through the wire
All heart stacked with bars of fire
Desire to spit. BLESZ is never gonna quit
Rip anything, hit me up if you got some shit
I’m lit…
Hook:
This station. Rules the nation
Keeping you in touch with home
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7. |
My Thing
03:56
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Hook:
Been, been
Doing this thing, thing
Doing what I do
I always do my thing
I step right at it, let a mic have it
Pillage and plunder cause severe damage
Wreckage, mass murder, the rhyme inserter
Beat by SK on the cursor
Still dropping these tracks
Still in full effect
Still back to backs
BLESZ never squeaks so he sure don't crack
Same goes for black
Pressure? That is for gods who are lesser
Go hard on any stage call me BLESZ the impresser
Always good to go like a jimmy on a dresser
Lil’ dude came to me after Dance for Health
He was on earlier. Was mad he wasn't felt
By the crowd. They didn't get aroused
No love for the kid in his own town
I said homey. You do what you do not for some haters
Just cater to the people who appreciate your flavour
Even MJ and Pac had people that didn't dug ‘em
Everyone has someone that don’t love ‘em
Focus on the lovers, try convince the rest
But not everything is for everybody
*It's nothing
Some people won't like your style
*It's nothing
If they don't appreciate your craft
*Fuck ‘em
Hook:
Next up who knows book ya boy for a show
MC for life you can watch me glow
On rage on stage, killing page by page
Determined to crush even for no wage
Not a young boy just looking good for my age
Calm before a set till it's time to engage
Caged up at work, music is my purpose
A plethora of artists don't deserve this
Slaughter with the band see them get nervous
People can be bought, skills can't be purchased
Triple double in a bubble in our own zone
Go hard on everything. Sam Kaddo let it be known
That we be at it, style be fantastic
Scene too clean it's time for some havoc
Deeper than the Mobb it's all about music
Too many people out there misuse it
No smoke and mirrors, this ain't no Thriller
No excessive cussing being used as fillers
Not a studio gangsta, BLESZ a lot realer
Rhymes can be backed my peeps know the dilla
No fake hype man, I got my bro Silla
Go all in like a fight in Manila
Late nights for the music
Early mornings for the paper
Should have an S on my chest
BLESZ spits like the saviour
Correct on the mic practice makes behaviour
Come correct on the mic practice makes behaviour
Hook:
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8. |
Omega
02:46
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Omega:
So here we are at the end of the tape
Glad you could wait
To listen to what I had to say
Still with SK
These were some incredible days
Another chase in this fast paced digital maze
Which is ever growing, till we lose ourselves
And we're less important than our profiles
Still question why we're getting profiled?
While there is data available ‘bout every man woman and child
Eyes wide shut. You can feel it in your guts
Society is nuts and this world's corrupt
It seems no matter how much proof there is
Poof there is. A chase for another wild goose there is
But that's none of my business
Or maybe it is. Spent a lifetime on just trying to live
Been down. Thought I was out
Yet I'm still here on this messy roundabout
Hook:
It’s all fun and games until BLESZ gets real
You want comedy go watch Key and Peel
This is real talk, free speech know the deal
This man super. Bars hard like steel
This world is upside down
Governments just trying to clown you around
And we let them, imprison us in their towns
Guarded by the. That’s that sound
But one day this gone all be done
On that glorious day the revolution comes
Started from the bottom straight from the slums
We’re gone get our planet back and they shall run
Hallelujah
Skit:
Bridge:
Yeah we had fun on this tape, but it’s more than jokes
Our scope it surpasses dope
Started Triple double with an Anvil
SK bangs ill beats that you can feel
We’re just getting started
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BLESZ Amsterdam, Netherlands
BLESZ is a songwriter, spoken word poet,
MC and DJ who writes and composes songs
for himself and
others.
His style is versatile,
but recognizable and
his tracks are characterized
by honesty, love, passion and criticism.
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