1. |
Darkness Before The Dawn
03:15
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Darkness B4 the Dawn
Verse 1
Darkness b4 the dawn you niggas should be alarmed,
If money's the conversation then discussions run long.
Coward niggas got a curfew when the street lights on
I'm lost on the road like the street signs is gone
Guess I'm blowed on the road cuz the sweet so strong,
Got these rookie boys nervous picture perfect blunt by Curtis
If you work less, you worth less so I supposed
I propose to be exposed to nothing but the best.
Stupid niggas failed the test, if you look up you'd see the answers. A growth in my pocket call my money stacks cancer.
Holding labels for ransom, like my dollars in tandem,
Turn a dollar to a hundred and them hundreds to some grands son.
New school like a grandson, sum bitches think I'm handsome they attracted to the dollars and the thoughts of a mansion.
Fuck it, let's make it happen, break her back in
Lights camera dollars, now I'm ready for some action.
Hook
Darkness before the dawn, you niggas should be alarmed
If money's the conversation then discussions run long.
You say get it, we get it on. Get it until its gone.
No room for hesitation, you've been waiting to long.
I'm reppin for the fat niggas, who never igave a fuck
Peep how hoes run up when hopping out of rover truck
I don't love em but the can still get major fucked
Hopped in the booth with Kuttz now ya boy get major bucks
Impatiently waiting I'm Finna take the mask off
Palm stay itching like a nigga took his cast off
3...2...1.. I'm a blast off
Silver Bentley glass house
You know how much that cost
Yea fronttin my ass off
Flow ice clod like a bitter bitches soul
Funny you niggas ain't know he dont fit the mold
Ain't divisible by 4 but invisible before
Bullshit you gotta roll, Finna watch my vision grow
Expedition on the road, try a stack a million so..
I can elevate my team, we kicking in the door
Of opportunity the hustle shit ain't new to me
Mother fuck discrutony, at times I feel they screwing me
Listening at me O G, he say that just the way it be
I'm like they way it be, naw that's the way it ain't!
I'm chasing paper bout my bank.
You jumping ship then walk the plank
I alway can, never say cant, my album flop? I bet it ain't.
Hook 2x
In the booth I spit fire on the stage I come a live
throw ya hands up high let me kno you still alive
Show me if ya feel the vibe, Might In the crowd.
My Dre. Beats loud as I cruise through the clouds
If your name Bullshit I sign S dot Wonder
Hear me coming loud and clear like thunder
Young nigga outta Texas wake up to the blue bonnets
Spitting shit like this how it possed to be Don't?
Some nigga claim they want it, They don't really want it
I hit the streets by six while you in the sheets yawning
Grey Bently Coupe own it Grey pou pon it
The next level above you take a look, Yea! I'm on it
Still cool with George before the name came Boston.
Had make my own lane In the game I visit often.
Ill be back when I'm on, tell L miss me when I'm gone
This is darkness before the dawn, you niggas should be alarmed
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2. |
Still Want It All
03:23
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Am I am I am I goin in hard than a mother fucker
I'm a bout them dollars I don't worry bout you other sucka
Worried bout you other fuckas, what the fuck you hating on. My vision clear Chandler I'm finna get my paper strong.
Hit this shit I'm blowing on, finna have your mind gone
Coming thru speaker, tweeters, bobbing the head of ya señorita
I get cha higher than your supplier, higher than the state of empire. Higher than Fly pelican Flyer.
Any way let's get back to spitting facts
Put Kuttz down with Macs, so he put me down with tracks
By the end of the year, it's maybachs all black with stack
Throwing a hundred back... Htown on my fitted cap
Hook:
Am I my brothers keeper? Yes Iam
You don't believe me baby bird then take my hand
I'd done seen all types from death to diamond rings
Balling ain't as easy as it seems... I still want it all!
I'm about that paper yo know, ya boy never stopped
Been down through it all, now I'm finna try this rich out.
Pull off in that white top, ac just like a I box
Murdered out windows withe the murdered out G-Shock
You know I keep the heat cock, you I got my fitted cock
Perfect aim perfect shot, that ain't what you want huh?
Naaaaa....
You better try something else, no remorse is goin be felt
When I pull from under the belt trade.
Down south brethren still tipping on 84
In the back of the bach on washington tryna check for hoes.
Or all of my beyounces finna make all y'all my fiences
Then I chunk up the duces like remix verse from Andre
Verse3
Verse 3 I get this shit to poping like 64
Lyrics hotter than the devil when he lost six souls
Stacking money like 6 show, getting choose by 6 hoes
Somebody call the doctor cause ya boy got sicko flow
Nappy hair snotty noise, I'm still about that bank roll
Lubricated paper So I'm the hood like stay flow
Pop pop you bettea stay low when I let them thangs go
Ducking and dodging find where you hiding you don't want it so
I advise thee not to approach me with beef
Cuz I roll with hungry niggas that's ready for a feast
Grill it up and eat, get it good capisch
No time left for words when that 50 cal breech
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3. |
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Freedom
Good morning America, time to clear it up
Fool for 500 years I bet you think we dumb as fuck
Black excellence black intelligence black common sense
That's why we make black dividends
You white out the suburbs then we black out you residence
Segragate your life surrounded by black accomplishments
I'm sorry but you played us like Atari
Glorified Columbus, never mentioned Abubakari
Brother Malcolm killed by his own fam
Or was it the vicious wishes of evil lighter man
We understand we in a foreign land
Your wealth and all your riches results of black hands
Sambo or Sam, granny or gran
Dr. King had a Dream I guess he wasn't in the plan
Stokely Carmichael, Angela Davis
Gotta dig deep, not in your textbook pages (why!)
Hook
The black holocaust over a million souls
40 acres and a mule posed to offset the cost?
More taxation no reformation
Don't wanna use DNA, what kinda time we facing
Te evolution will not be ostracized
Tell em tell them lies to them other guys
You seen amistad, you seen my people died
Ripped from the womb of mother Africa
I can hear her cries
Brothers can you feel this, sisters this is realness
Everyday in black America this is what we deal with.
Nigga, never ignorant getting goals accomplished
education is the power the book is your compass
Negligence is the numbness that we all feel
Love each other, love another, change the world we will
It's time to join hands, it's time to stand tall
The revolution is now, so it's time to evolve!
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Sunday
Pulling out my it's on a Sunday looking good
Candy paint and 84's the leather and the wood
Aaaahhh Hoooo
Ok, Im pulling out the Slab sitting on butter
Swanging a candy load like Ruben Studdard
Nah, shit I ain't stutter, come outside you getting cut up
Cause blades on the Chevy like a blender when it's turned up.
Not riding glass house cause I'm a fucking 5 percent na,
The body all black but the top just like the winta
Begin again Begginer like you boys off kindergarten
Only exotic strains no reggie off in my garden
Not begging niggaz pardon when the truck bang like Kurtco
H-Town to the death of me I move nigga when I say so
I grind hard getting big money, no Milton Bradley, No Play Doh
I'm on the block my pistol cock cuz you gotta stay strap on 4's hoe
I might me naming that Ro ho, I might be naming that Boss Bitch
I might be jaming that DJ Screw, I might be jaming that Watts Trick
Truck the color of caskets, suicide doors you bastards.
Seats so plush like a mattress, Fishkale relaxed bitch....
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5. |
Spanish Fly
04:05
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Spanish Fly
Her curves are coture like her body's designer.
If she gimme a shot I might be a parana
She glide in them heels Christian Le Bootin
Keano Reeves as I Speed her bodies the bomb.
I swear she so flagrant, I catching that foul
Told her wait, let's chill and chop it up for a while.
Interior designer I'm, I feeling her style
Custom Boucheron Drapes, you haters can smile!
Her skin was silky soft, swag cold as the north.
Wanna give her the Tiger Woods..but I don't like golf.
form the 4 so I putted. no excuses or grudges
I want apologize, living life. no Ruben Studdard.
Fish.... Kale...Nigga!
Hook
Girl!
I'm loving ya swag front to back and you know I got a thing for you
Girl!
You take me to that place where I can tell, I can tell ya beautiful
Gir er er er il.
If you can drive a stick then I'll be ya Maserati
Only reserved a space for a bad bitch beside me
Making your waters rush when I put this tongue on ya body
Ben a qui mami get on top cause you do it the best
She a boss independent bitch don't fuck with the rest
She off the scale off the richter talking off the charts
She turn me on with them little pink boy shorts
Get it girl keep it up and I'm a give it to ya
She turn my nightmares to dreams, no Freddy Kruger.
She take shots at the bar so I call her a shooter.
Tell tha DJ play some AD, he got tracks to move ya.
I'm loving her swag from the hair to the bag
Dancing sexy in the mirror she breaking that bad.
When she out with the ladies I'm fully impressed
Marc Jacobs on the shoes Vera Wang on the dress.
Hook
Girl!
I'm loving ya swag front to back and you know I got a thing for you
Girl!
You take me to that place where I can tell, I can tell ya beautiful
Gir er er er il.
If you can drive a stick then I'll be ya Maserati
Only reserved a space for a bad bitch beside me
Making your waters rush when I put this tongue on ya body
On the real, I'm just talking like its us two
Victoria Secret Negligee see thru.
her body wrapped around my Duce Like the sequel....
Fuck it we can leave the lights on, That's how the freaks do.
Yo quiero cohes, cause I'm from Houston tex
she ain't me a real nigga yet, she finna get blessed
From her feet to her crest hickies all on her chest
Mami body frozed like a blue faced Rolex.
thinking Krew or Moët she thinking home for sex
Sending sexy text messages she saying she wet
Been thinking bout that body all day, I'm on a jet.
hit it from the back til she feel it all in her neck
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SWAG (Super Wealthy American Gangsta)
Check out my swag nigga,check how I wear nigga
Check how the shirt, the pants match the bag nigga
Kick game fresh like the Rob Report
Ivory pouch, jamiroquai blue skies when I resort
Huh, we never cognizant what hatters thought
Like Damon Lindelof your swag is Lost. (jj Abrams)
My swag got your swag on swag support
And my swag bought her the bag that ya man ain't bought.
Only 5'8 tall but but I ball like Carmelo
King tut swaggin call ya boy young Pharo.
Bentley Continental Gt insides Yellow
Wrist game yellow, herrams full of yellows
Hopped up out the bed, can't turn my swag on (why)
Cuz my swag stay on never turning off
Louie E's when I stepp out I'm on that paper that's what I'm bout. A.D. Fishkale stay going off. Texas swagg I'm from that south.
Hook:
Pull up in that white top, O-7 attitude
Ain't even changed the shoes excuse me I got shit to do.
Money yea I gotta get this other shits ill relevant
You niggas got me hella bent intelligence and common sense
Don't alway drink beer, when he do it's dos XX
They don't always jam rap when they do thye jamming AD
Pulling bitches out the middle east and show em paradise
Aint like the cards I was delt so I gamble pair of dice.
Maserati Kubang trucks better look em up
Swag game A380, you boys betta step it up.
You running out of luck I ain't even signed yet.
Homeland security warning tripe threat.
You know I put it down if you repping for my city
Throw up ya H's I'm do it bring her back and I'm a screw it
Bring her back 3 times she addicted to the swag,
Even DJ Skrew told ya H-town bad...
Hook:
If 9 out of 10 it's a big body Benz then I gotta flip a rover
Cuz 10 out of 10 if I party with friends ain't none of us sober.
Swag bold like a boulder, can I get a witness like Jehovah
Lameo been had ya spot but you couldn't keep it hot now ya play times over. (So what?)
Pagani Huayra roller, think I signed with the roc like Hova. Fishkale in the spot taking over
Audemar on watch I can't hold up,
A. D. It's too much, can you hold up
Fuck that my money don't slow up
We at the bar til we mother fucking throw up
Swag grown man, tell these other niggas grow up
Aww,
Not to mention these figures & how I'm killing these niggas
Niggas is wishing I fail, but through my swag I prevail
And I ain't telling no tales check iTunes for all my sales
If I ain't hustling, the team ain't name Fishkale
We at the top VIP making shower
Watching seconds turn into minutes and minutes to hours
Smashing bottle after bottle
Freaking model after model
Getting money is the motto
Swag on full throttle
Hook
Im a hustler baby
What you know about that mul....sane Ok
Know about them 4's mayne
Crep in tha lane and left a stain
Turn ya neck and I'm a snatch your dame
Candy paint when we switch the lane
You ain't heard it's a Texas thang
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I'm in black truck but the top white
Rocking shades at night because the lime lights bright.
Well let it shine, let it shine, let it shine nigga
I'm like steve... Going blind Nigga!
Or maybe Ray Charles, hot cars and a few broads
This life's ours and I'm about it. Niggas hating I wouldn't doubt it.
Quarter back snap the pass and AD got it
50 yards on he dash I'm a crash like a rocket
Pimp putting paper in my pocket cuz I'm all about the profit
Niggas talking shit somebody better stop it.
Hahaha yea we laughing at your bitch ass, ain't gang affiliated but we stacking on your bitch ass
Racking in your bitch ass, swaggin on your bitch ass
As hatters all recite how they can't stand my hustling black ass.
Yea, I'm going in and we goin get it til we fall off,
I'm Fishkale the real Fishkale ask google what's thats all about.
I'll take a couple shots, like I'm in VIP
Then send a couple shots, cuz y'all niggaz can't handle me.
Hook
F-I-S-H KALE
We hear ya talking, but what cha talking bout
We chasing paper it don't matter if the sun it out!
No competition, Keep hating
Yea we hear you but the only thing we say is.
Verse 2
Fuck who you are nigga, Fishkale won't fade at all, y'all gets no play at all, its my time that's what I'm telling ya.
I'll slay em all so line up
Y'all niggas betta wise
We in this bitch getting hella rich
Why you at my job talking shit.
You niggas illiterate
More talent off in my dick
So hit cha knees and suck my shit
An maybe you can get a Lil bit...
We live life how we want to
Don't follow norms, we break rules
Shake crews and make moves
Fishkale bitch! We better make room!
Hook 2x
Verse3:
Sick team.... we about green
I wrote this verse on a 15
So respect when I spit them 16
Or duck when I dump them 16
Perfect shot no red beams
Tell me do you get what I really mean
You focus on my team
We focus on the dream
4 above par like I putted off the green. Huh?
Must I remind you niggas,
I'm designed to out shine you niggas
I got so much talent, y'all worthless
I'm complexed, Gaussian surface
Flow so hot I engineer, I'm inching near, when them hoes is near.
Warrior bitch so I have no fear
Write you sepuku your time is near.
I'm in this bitch like a U-haul,
Want to get a hot verse who do you call.
Money up and down like a sea saw
Keep hating your lost
Fish Kahl Fish Kahl
I told ya niggas it's Fishkale
If they talking bout money then we there. Life is but a dream, beach chair.
We getting money over here.
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8. |
The L Word
04:10
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L Word
We can talk Little bit
Sip a little
Smoke a little bit
Then get close a little bit
Touch a little bit
Then undress a little bit
I wanna make love to you...
I love the way she walk, cause when she walk
She walk so sexual
I swear to god you got it, Girl you got it bad
From head toe, they all know, and she know
She's a sexy individual, we can freak in the Jeep
With the windows closed, sweat dripping off while the AC blow
Yea yea what cha talking bout later den
We texting, We textin, she feel me I'm a Texan
Later on we goin be sexin it go down she find I'm blessed then. Back to back it ain't no resting
She from the east, I'm west than
I still ain't learn my lesson
Playing with fire she hotta enough to get burned
When the album drop lets see what earn
I bet these girls don't know but the girls goin learn
Today...
She can skeet it up, I'm a beat it up
Fast or slow I might eat it up
Ice goin melt cause we heating up
Classy in the streets but she freak enough
Headed down the right path I love that stuff.
Tell me do you like it slow or do you like it ruff.
We can go all out with chains and handcuffs
Kurt Cobain she gimme a head rush.
She can get on top and gimmie that good luv
Hot like the sun cause we burn it up
I want that sweet, that nas, gooshie stuff
Verse 2x
VIP at the clubs pretty drinks way past the hours
There are roses in her garden and I can smell her flowers
Shower for many hours, tranced now the beats low
Firecrackers dungeons and dragons this is a freak show.
Please ma don't let me lose you drop it down and arch ya back low. I got the antidote for the disease my
Slow wind it for me mami but I like her waist though
Young nigga out of Texas so you know we like our beats slow.
Verse 2x
Rolling her body folding I welcome you to ecstasy
Call her Ariel Lil mami see she wet as can be
Swanging and swerving I'm moving through her auto bahn
Work it like you own me, or like you playing a game you already one.
Oh she hot as the sun, yes I'm cool as the earth
She got grind mode mentality the how you judge a woman's worth
So goin woman work pop lock and drop it twerk
And if you like it old school goin let me see you perk
Blindsided tell me where did she come from
5 foot 5 shawty yea you the one
I have to Bragg about cha, you got that swagg about cha
Just give me one night, and I'm a get that bad up out cha
That's what I tell, she know she got that good good
Pro slab ridder see how she gripping the wood.
In a Candy dropped low all in the hood
She got it understood
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9. |
I Wonder
03:54
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Wonder
Hook
I wonder...
Sometimes I sit here and I wonder
I just sit right here and I wonder
Sometimes I just sit right here and I wonder...
I wonder...
Verse 1
Sitting at Pat house dragon smoke through my
On my mama old couch my mind bugging out, I wonder
What if I don't make it out this life
On the very same night I swore my soul to the mic
If you can teach a man to fish then you can teach a man to sell
And my nigga thinking packs then you know I'm thinking scale
Why niggas be scared as hell and say they want success
I'm goin push it til I die, y'all niggas can do the rest.
Talking with major labels they tell me to more followers
But my nigga Drake said strictly get my dollars up
Librado P said just do me and make
bloody murder on Sundays and kill em every week.
Notorious on tha Screen, I spit flows across keys
Chilly out but I won't freeze, I'm 1000 degrees
But what does that mean, I write a hot 16.
Burn ya mouth listerine, orbit up I'm too clean go!
Verse 2
I wonder if I was on would she have played it more differently
money stacked in piles like leaves before it get wintery
Talking top floor memorial, blue over grey range rove like an oriole
Living life so historical, recite ya moves on the news, The never bored of you.
House near the cost so you know I got that border view
This what ya thoughts will do, shed lights on multi avenue
Inscribe lyrics on bullets cock it back and blow holes through you
Then again I wonder if I would even treat her right
Traveling around the world so many girls would that be the life?
Like, like you ain't want me back then
Only thing different is my house and a Benz
But I guess I could pretend, then would I get at the end
I was looking for a girl I ain't wanna be ya friend.
I put my team on my mother fuck back doe
Hope she don't turn into somebody that I used to know...
Verse 3
Wonder
Real nigga from the hood im representer
Froze all summer burning up all winter
Kutz provide the feast we bow our heads it time for dinner.
Only kings at the table, frail niggas won't dare to enter.
Since I've been in this zone, my it's been to long.
I gotta thang for exotic bitches, if her swag full grown.
Moneys the root of all evil, I only say it til I'm on.
Riding through the H like uncle Bun on my throne.
Writing rhymes in my iPhone, thinking my minds gone
Cause err week I'm pushing more and more to make it home.
And I talking bout where I lay may head
I'm talking the visions and dreams where I make bread
Gray Audi A7, the interiors red
Went from barely seeing 1 to twenty chicks in my bed
Realitys dead, I gotta push it til I drop
Cause this is how it plays in my head, I wonder why!
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10. |
Right Now
04:38
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Right Now
Intro:
Verse I:
They say it never rains in southern California
But I'm from Texas, where change is normal
My mind perplexes as niggas ride Lexus
My old nigga Tate put me on game for breakfast
I hustle like I was Russell, music so loud I deaf jam
They could kill me tomorrow and I would death jam.
On the chase for green, killing the koopa like I am Kam
They said I'd never get this far damn here I am.
I'm here to kill this mother fucker like the son of Sam.
Hotter than the sun, or the summer down in H-town.
Ask Drake? dat nigga know how we put it down
Yelling TeamFishkale every time we come around!
I ain't gotta run the city for y'all to know who I am
All you gotta do is google search Fishkale fam!
My monies ridiculous haters are sick of this
Spittin the sickest shit cause the flow is meticulous go!
Hook 2x
Verse 2
ain't nobody lied we ain't giving a fuck
VIP sections at any club we living it up
Drinking like wino, last call I know
Mob styling in this bitch like lucky Luciano
Fishkale label coming inspired by Librado
Swag P running Georgia, We blowing like Chicago.
The sky go, my limit if it ever was
If we aint pushing til the end, Then no body does.
Fuck err body does, I'm in it by my lone some.
If I pull up riding foreign bet they'll ask what it cost him.
I get it in like Rondo but I don't play for Boston
George, I'm out cards, my flow need counciling
A dream planted in the shade who'd a thought it would blossom They try to keep up, nah nah they lost em.
Y'all haters should applaud him, never falling like its autumn
Just in call y'all forgot umm, I reside in the bottom!
Hook
We just chilling and we having the time of our life right now, right now.
And we goin do whatever it is that we like right now
Haters keep on watching, cause we loving what cha doing
It's fuel to fire y'all conspire that we ruined
99 problem and I got one solution, keep putting down on my back I carry Houston yea eeee yeaaa
And I ain't even want to be famous
I could just got the paper I'm fine with being nameless
Writing records so painless, most of you rappers is brainless. I got it now so don't take 5 y'all can take 6
Thought I found love, but I was rolling in the deep. Almost shook the foundation like the kickers in the jeep.
they say i don't understand her, she's eunique.
But destiny booked a flight for me, first class seat.
What warrants the world at me feet, the wind at my shoulders, breath in my lungs so I gotta go over...
Red rover when I ball like scola, tell em send them hoes over. Now we sip brown and soda, pour up!
Doing fine at red lines keep the rpms low
Succes in tunnel vision, whenever you ready go!
Money coming fast, replaced the days it moved slow.
Replaced the days with shabby clothes,
Replaced the days chasing hoes...
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Fishkale Goldbloode Houston, Texas
Adrien Adams, better know by his pseudonym A.D. Fishkale, is a American musical genius from Houston, Texas. A.D. is currently owner and artist under his independent record Fishkale Music Group. His musical background started when he was a young child and his keen ear for musical direction and constant search to find new collaborations is what helps him reinvent and hone his skills as a musician. ... more
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