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Banned in the USA
02:30
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Word up
I got a couple of fans, they hold me down
I drop a monumental album every couple of months
But I’ma keep it real
There's lessons my school teachers ain’t never teach
I thought that being the best alive would have some better reach
I know my follicles died so I don’t look the part
Far as that marketing that people really took to heart
But I’m a work of art
Sometimes it’s hard for me to believe they don’t stock my CD at your local mart
I get a buzz when a rhyme begin to germinate
And documented astronomical conversion rate
You’d think that I could take that to a label
And have em put whatever on the table
You would be wrong
They tell me I don’t belong because I always wanna write about love and life and right and wrong
And ain't it dawn on me good songs ain't the way to get on at all
Nah
I get it whatever liquor whatever car
Be sure to say the word “nigger” every other bar
Majors are hardly about sales people
They don’t want artists they want salespeople
So they can tell you what your culture is
‘Cause you do not protect your kids
So now they convinced women are just for sex
They're just objects
You lame if you not from the 'jects
But lemme object
I know that got dark dark fast
But take it from me, mass media got a dark past
Cue instagram to cultivate a whole generation
Of kids that’s never moved to read about the movie Birth of a Nation
Boy Sand read all the time
We can’t give him no shine
He ain’t even online
He gon have these people using they minds
He gon have these people losing their minds
If it was really about pushing what people like when they heard it
It'd be mics getting murdered instead of Pop Smoke
It’s not a joke
And that’s just one example of a lotta folks
It’s more than kinda gross
If you can’t see for the forest for the trees
You’re probably someone that believes that advertising doesn’t work on you
Which is the reason advertising works on you
It’s so ill
To not get any play not 'cause they think that folks won’t like it, they’re just certain that they will
Why?
Expose the world to music that it’s proven fewer people gon’ like?
The numbers don’t lie
That’s bizarre Rapcaviar
It time to straighten up and act right Rap Life
If it was up to y’all I never even woulda heard of Illadelph Halflife
But no sweat
Hit the email list I’ll keep you posted
The releases and the touring yo the whole sched
Boy Sand be the paragon
The evidence that’s it’s not a sprint it’s a marathon
And ain’t no burden yo cause word to God I’ll be here when they are long gone
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Boy Sand off the rip
Stepped out the crib
Hopped off the cliff
People give me credit for the monumental shift
Others blame me for the continental drift
I’m the only way to get airplay fixed
Only thing i watch is mad airplane flicks
I see other rappers and it take patience
Seem like other rappers must have ate paint chips
Always with the same ol same ol
Come with me encompass all the colors of the rainbow
Student of the greeks and the romans
Plato taught me how to mold my play doh,
Student of the pharoahes
On to the navajos with the bows and the arrows
Me against dudes or chicks that’s all chips and apparel
Like shooting fish in a barrel
God is all I represent
God is all. I represent
First was one sentence, the second was two
Chin up when the kid come thru
Be cautious
Enter the void where toys get nauseous
They gonna deploy the “oh he’s conscious”
But you can’t avoid your own subconscious
Pull up on the full and fledged
Fruit and veg
Well known for calling your facts "alleged"
Well known for jumping from ledge to ledge
Two times four billion eggs to nest
Hard rocks stop illin at my request
Chock full chlorophyll till I’m laid to rest
That’s my way of saying that I’m fresh to death
Use your head!
Stop repping the blues or reds
Stop watching the news, that include celebs
Everybody human, hue don’t make it you and them
Better start using a zoom in lens
I be tryna make new friends
I be tryna tie loose ends
Y’all can bare witness to the new tense
I am oblivious to the new trends
Nothing goes wrong
Breaking out a tragic bond with a magic wand
Used to think that I’s a have not
Not for long
Unless all the illusions are forgot
All of the conclusions are forgone
I just get to turning all the no’s and nah’s into oohs and ahhhs
I do not be weighing all the pros and cons
chosen, charmed
Floating like a skater on a frozen pond
I don’t need my queen tryna be no mom
I’m just being me I don’t mean no harm
No period awful long
Thank God it’s a false alarm
God is of course Allah
Alpha, Omega, and Epsilon
God is all. I represent
God is all I represent
First was two sentences, second was one
Check out how I get ish done
Boy Sand off the hook
Ain’t gone kaput
Paid off the books
I got a photo of bigfoot
Kissing the cook is a real good look
No alarm clocks
Colorful socks
Shepherd for the gullible flocks robots
They could program everybody into fearing cops
They could program everybody into wearing crocs
They could program everybody into gettin jobs
Following laws
Neutering dogs
Convince em that there ain’t no God
Obviously they ain’t never gonna go hard
Me, I got a whole song
Gettin it severely nearly 20 years strong
Still gettin warm
Everybody that’s concerned wit being En Vogue hold on
Me I liked Dawn
I could go off from on
Off again, rocketman Elton john
I am here to separate brain from brawn
I am here to separate king from pawn
Beyond the shadow of a doubt
I’m cool wit letting go of all the dough in my account
God’s beside us and below us and above us brothers gonna work it out
All there is is now
Presently I’m walking down the aisle
With a great big smile
And a brand new style
And a leg up on the clowns
Way ahead of all the crowd
And my head up in the clouds
And a crown
Ciao
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Good Love
02:36
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Sand keep jacking other people's beats
Standing up to the regime and calling other people sheep
I think he right
I think he like that cause he stand at nearly seven feet
And hailing from the city that ain’t never sleep
It’s been a while since i rapped about how good i rap
I was really good at that
Point me to a faker and I’ll take him just to put him back
Angel but I thought we had a treaty?
Tweety thought he saw a putty tat
Don’t do me any favors, I ain’t famous just your favorite in the world
You prolly heard what make me wanna hurl
That nigger nigger money worship crap
And always carry on bout how they baring arms when they ain’t never did a curl
Need to get some new material
My heartbeat is a soul clap
Nothing cornier than pro white versus pro black
Both get the bozack
“A” the legendary i ain’t worried bout blowback
That’s a known fact
So I get with this when y’all choose that
Put so many records out that I lose track
Where I’m gonna go when I outgrow rap?
I don’t even know how to download apps
Politics and all that jazz
Side effects from all them jabs
No thanks
Look another John Q tryna pull rank
Don’t be coming round here actin all stank
Save your breath
Tryna play me just because I ain’t afraid of death
I’ll be nameless when I’m laid to rest
All his tombstone read was “never paid for sex”
The internet’s a circus, a calamity of circuits that i circumvent
Instead of surf i get to work instead
I represent
A bit of coconut amino on the rice
Nowadays i have a little vino with the wife
Back when I was young it was pegs on bikes
Now I’m having fun putting heads on spikes
Represented all lost tribes
Now I’m so far ahead people call offsides
Do not perpetrate the most heinous of all crimes
Acting as if I ain’t the greatest of all times
I won’t lie
I’m the type of cat to leave a ocean bone dry
I’m the type of cat to grow a compound eye just cause I’m so fly
Out the clear blue sky
Peep the quotient i divide
Peep the product that I multiply
Up about a mile high
Everyone alive sayin my oh my
I’m not about an eye for an eye leaving everybody blind and in a bind
You gon either come in first or you’ll get left behind
This about the hardest verse that you gon ever find
See you later, stars are data and sooner or later they align
I regularly lay it on the line
Ain’t another guy out on my kinda grind
All up in your mind via divine design
Nuff to make a grown man cry
Nuff to make a old man spry
Nothin less than luminescent sneaking in a lesson on the sly
My obsession wit the blessing in disguise
Pick up on the signs
Fix your vibe
Quit your nine to five
Ride a bike or take a hike and say goodbye when someone offers you a bribe to take a dive
Zip your fly
As far as getting deep to get a permit anywhere beneath the surface I’m the person that you have to run it by
Bye
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I'll Be There
03:27
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Beautiful Life
02:13
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BYGM
01:53
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Give You the World
04:05
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It Was So Sunny
03:52
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Sunday Sunday
02:36
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Stay
02:17
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Pina Colada
02:29
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BOY SAND:
I step up in a room full of fakes
Pollinate the mood until it takes
Move full of faith
Feel the shift so swift it make your dome spin
Show you nothing fit better than your own skin
I’m a quality over quantity dude
but every number on every ball out the lottery tube has gotta be whose?
People wonder how did he choose?
I don’t force it, when I’m tested ain’t no falses, just trues
That and loose screws
That and smooth moves
That and win wins
Never lose lose
Hear the vroom vroom
Flower petal to the metal full bloom
I ain’t talkin every once in a blue moon
Can’t nobody do it congruent
I don’t need a hit a marijuana just to clear the conduit
If there was a rock that hit the castle I threw it
If not then I’ma hop to it
In the pursuit of IQ
I left the cave I’m trying to handle all the light
So many rays so every day I gamble wit my life
Empassioned, fearless, puttin out my feelers, trying to get a bite
I speed right up to 18 wheelers, pass em on the right
And still ain’t got the time to strategize
Whatever my location, Satellite
I data analyze
I’m here to shine a lantern on the lies
Illuminate a pattern for a planet on the rise
I’m tuned in to the lows and the highs
I’m tuned in to hellos and goodbyes
Devils sprung to action once they saw me gettin wise, frickin’ spies
“Just a minute king here’s a wing here’s a thigh”
Obviously theys all fried
But look at how the time flies
That’s why i had to write it up for BKLYN Combine
Imagine that if everyone in Brooklyn combined
Just think how it would look to break up out the confines
And stop being compliant
I’m inviting all of y’all to come try it
We’ll all become giant
Could hardly trust in anyone we’ve all become biased
I’m reaching out to everyone of y’all that don’t buy it
To do your own science
How we ever gonna please the most high if we the most highest?
Hey
A the triple A to change the blown tires
Flame to light the bonfires
The truth is that the colonizer culture be the culture about the cash
Escape up out the cult and take the culture out the trash
The proof is in the pudding, you the woman or the man so do the math
For stitching up a gash
It’s more than entertainment, quit debating and complaining about the past
And wisen up and rise up to the task
Today it be the Sandman who’s relaying you the lay of the land
And the only thing I’ma do is free whoever I can
SHAD:
Everything I got is God-given
Gotta give it back
If I give my all
Whatever happens
I’ll live with that…
Never cared if they doubt me
Cuz it’s not about me
I just walk devoutly…
When I talk it’s outreach
I am not your mouth piece
I’m the opposite
I’m knocking out teeth
when I kick it
I’m Rhonda rousey..
Housekeeping! —
The beats knocking loudly
rocking crowds he’s
from Canada but
hot as south beach…
Funny how say they’re
The greatest ever
Meanwhile I got more to say
And I say it better
Say the truth and I say it clever
The kinda sayings
They’ll say forever
These guys say whatever
Go on…
I say what’s really going on
Then I go off to
keep em going strong
Cuz a lot’s going wrong
My ppl’s
still worse off
And they wont even read our work
Or do a workshop
It hurts
Still my purpose is peace
A priest for the poets
And a poet for the priests
Not just playing shows
When I’m on the road
It’s to make a new lane
I wrote these lines
For the streets
Micro to Macro
Quantum to Newtonian
I look at things from every level
Then step to the podium
I don’t play tho
This is plato’s symposium
dope as opium
It’s dystopian
What I do to the game
I ruined the game
Im jordan with the flu in the game
Air jordan
How I flew in the game
Air jordans cuz they all
Feel defeat
Like the shoe in game
I’m in a shoe in
Never losin the game
Big up ucla bruin
Obannon suing the game
On behalf of the students
We ain’t new to the game
Pay us every time
you’re viewing the game
or using our names
This is playground
hoops with the chains
This is mutual respect
In a human exchange
Look
Im the nicest
With the righteous talk
I heard your goats
Like a flock
And they twice as soft…
After any line the mic could drop
I fight the ops
Like a Jedi
Mind tricks
To strike and block
Watch my Light sabre
Slice and chop
Like I tied the knot
I’m saying I do
What these guys cannot
Grateful for the breath in our lungs
At the Same time grieving all the death
In the slums
At the same time leading
so the next can become
A reflection of the light
Where the blessings are from
Let’s go
Pure as Curry’s J
With the curry flavour
Ya’ll in the king’s court
Should try to curry favour
Raw as ol’ dirty chambers
Don’t make me Impersonate
the terminator’s
worst behaviours
Y’all should probably
Listen back
With the captions
Y’all should probably tip
Your cap
Lift your hat brim
Only rapper out that
Probably isn’t cappin
Just to try to lift sales
Like a shipping captain
Infinity stones
infinity jewels
They keep dropping
As I’m flowing like
infinity pools
I’m finna
make humility cool
I could probably make
Humidity cool
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Hydrant Boogie
02:13
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Got It Going On
02:15
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Superman
01:49
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Fly Sh*t
03:04
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Monopoly
02:16
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I use the iron or the shoe
I don’t be even trying yet I triumph
It is true
When I land on a property I buy it
I ain’t biased towards the blue
There’s only two
I roll the dice then make a move
Pay some rent if it behoove
Not one to brag but Milton Bradley couldn’t make me lose
Don’t let it be a couple railroads that I get accrued
I get into a groove
Too ill wit the cash flow
Don’t use pills, two bills when I pass go
Tell you which opportunity next
With a glance at the Chance or Community Chest
Everything go well
Drop a couple thousands on some houses and hotels
There ain’t no containing him they’ll see
Might get apprehended but I get out of jail free
Show you how to stack guap
Free parkin be the jackpot
Millionaire and didn’t have to phone a friend
No trouble I throw doubles and roll again
Collect dividends, no imprisonment, just visiting
No holding pen
I got both utilities
Capabilities
And abilities ,
And a top hat
And trying to top me is an exercise in futility
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None Given
03:24
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Homeboy Sandman Brooklyn, New York
Homeboy Sandman’s favorite song is “Knocks Me off My Feet” by Stevie Wonder. His second favorite song is “I Know You, I Live
You” by Chaka Khan. His favorite Michael Jackson song is “Lady in My Life”. He prefers Low End Theory to Midnight Marauders, but adores both.
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