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ProQuo - iNSTANT BROTHERHOOD Lyrics

iNSTANT BROTHERHOOD Lyrics

1. Final Fire ft. ps perkins - Produced by Larsy Vegas (Amsterdam, Netherlands)

What up Vegas

What up Boston Mass

What up Amsterdam

New England and the DMV

The torch high it’s the Final Fire

QUO: Immaculately crafted in these halls hieroglyphs

Born a translator the vocabulary’s obvious

Throw your arms later when the beats is the catalyst

Mind the word labor retrace back to AVLIS

Got the old hater buying back at my establishment

Lit the torch May 21st, 2020 bagging up your purse

Cuz I hearse with a chariot

No dirt for my Harriet, it hurts so I tally it

Finite things off the cross when I carry it

Premo suits in the booth, then I marry it

Kilos cooped for a keynote Activist

Trolls in the feeds hire them you tested accurate

You weak off the words I take them to inhabitants

The Frontline with me red dots on contaminates

Quotables over punchlines call the ambulance

Atmosphere bright “Expletives” off the amulets

PRO: Hands and wrists stay lit with the amethyst

Dripping’ ambience from the sconces with the candles lit

Cancel riffs real quick like a hammer click

My mans and them come dumpin’ a couple cans upon ya canvases

Box cutters coming out, we doing the candlestick

Been winning them competitions since before the Dracut Heritage

My fame is leverage, obtain all the extras

One expert still remains all except for the vain expletives

Spit flames while you drain your main beverage

Skill level obtained, untrained your brain will hemorrhage

Just my average is so far from your maximum

Subtract em, even my math skills can’t even fathom em

Difference between us is steep as elite geniuses

Trying to teach some caveman to read what my recent thesis says

All of my drip, you should feed it through intravenous

And watch them Hip Hoppas come back ta life with no weaknesses

What up Vegas

What up Boston Mass

What up Amsterdam

New England and the D.M.V.

The torch high it’s the Final Fire

What up Vegas

What up Boston Mass

What up Amsterdam

New England and the D.M.V.

The torch high it’s the Final Fire

p.s.: How did this happen

Who created this wretched travesty, passing itself off as life

How did it move

From Father, to son, to son

All sharing the same block

On the block

While doing time on the rock

Insouciantly, regarding the world around him

Long ago relinquishing, his throne of royalty

Subjects, scattered through global channels, of shackled disbursement

Swept away by Kingly decrees of worthless worth

Bearing generations of a burdened birth

No longer able to retain

Trying to maintain

Struggling, to regain

Knowledge

Internalized

Necessitating

Greatness

K.I.N.G.

2. Freedom Corner ft. F.L.Y. (Forever Lives Yahweh) - Produced by Legendary Soundworks (Freedom Corner Brand) (Jackson, Mississippi)

QUO: I’m on the Corner Free riding with my CLIQ N them

Before Atlanta Mississippi hit the map off of discipline

Decibels at the table thinking labels made of Timberlands

Recycled off the majors quarantined I’m in the crib again

Playing Daddy, School teacher and a Hooligan

I’m on salary not married but I’m rudiment

The Queen cheers so its Cheers bottles moving in

That’s weekdays, long nights videos all Peruvian

A big Dream texturized on the podium

Reflective vibes hope you feel what I sew in them

We on books, former crooks tall castles no linoleum

It's no Church but I preach on this flow we in

The Temple is my mental, so the Soul is detrimental

When I hit the instrumental with the pen don’t use a pencil

You understand the code so conversion is eventual

No diversion I’m essential

PRO: You can place me in a versus with these rappers that’s hot

And I will place them in these hearses in the back of a box

Got a catalog that stretches like a Jack in the box

Underground I am Legend—the original plot

Thought provoking how I’m poking embers stoking the flames

Freedom riding on some Stokely before he changed up his name

Changing the game, my whole education was lame

Medgar Evers, no one ever even mentioned his name

Martin either, even him, barely a quarter a page

We learned nothing bout that Corner where that Freedom was laid, a shame

Now, many corners where there’s MLK’s

Boulevards grilling hard, still things ain’t changed

Is we supposed to leave the hood or is we supposed to refrain

Tryna play that Eric Spoelstra era post King James

Spit flames how we handle that Heat, gripping that rosary

While getting our Omarion doing it how it’s posed to be

F.L.Y: Freedom Corner, Free from the Corner

Bout to get it poppin’ like corn it's a warm up

Had the ultimatum like my name Jason Bourne, but

Changed up my life cuz it was jail or the coroner

My life is like a movie I ain’t talking Time Warner

Spirit got me speaking different language like a foreigner, yeah

Cold summers and the winters getting warmer

So I’m really out of pocket like a young Kurt Warner, I warned ya

Only judge a book by its chapters

Pencil dat epistle ‘fore them pistols leave em captive

That melanin is gold so I’m knowing what they after

You only live twice so I’m living for the afterlife

All Christ no need in being subliminal

The way I’m killing beats you would think they would ought to be criminal

New Era, but no Kap and I got that bag in the intervals

And its blessings on blessings, gotta know that harvest is plentiful

How you feeling how you doing thou

Instrumental hit the studio

Truly more than making music so

Fam first stand firm for that freedom Quo

Plans work we immerse with the jury thou

How you feeling how you doing thou

Instrumental hit the studio

Truly more than making music so

Fam first stand firm what you doing Pro

3. StereoType ft. D.RightWay - Produced by D.RightWay (Chicago, IL)

QUO: Check you in the sky, then I tip that fifth

Empowerment, not a powder sniff

Entitlement, not no power trip

Koh-i-Noor crowns on some diamonds spent

Take it by the horns we all ride with it

Haters transform in their irises

From La to the C’s to where the islands is

Saints vs. the demons whose side you with

Convert you real quick, we endow that flip

Short change turn to stacks that’s the vibe you get

The ProQuo family got them Grammy slips

Big business type rocking Iversons

Kamala Timbs for my girls fashion finer things

I give the world to old earth, that's my mama's win

Your perception all wrong you reflecting with a king

That's direction in the song, see I find it from within

PRO: Live in stereo, who’s anchored down the lines since Scenario

With cameo performances enamored since Arsenio

Comin' into America, y'all think it’s like them videos

Stero-types we got all types up inside our cities yo

Cause many many got them viruses

Downloading what they shouldn't on some pirating

Not only on that music some want violence and

Welcome it in their parlors while they smiling

You'll find them in, places wouldn't think at all

Looters to school shooters, capitals at the mall

Rap ain’t all y’all thinks it’s cracked out to be

The industry filled still many all looked cracked out to me

No doubt to me, this whole games about to be

Switched up on the flip and how we think bout drip

Zooming out with ProQuo calling out class-sick, cause they all classics

D: Flying higher than pilots you can't ignore

In the strip with vibrations that's deeper the ocean floors

Showing lightening when speaking it through the core

I'm exciting cause I'm rapping with people who's seeing more

No inviting the haters forever snore

Why you sleeping on the greatest I'm bringing that rugged raw

Nasty rhymer, when I spit I'm in a great place

Mount Rushmore you’re looking at a great face

I'm straight cool when I speak ice in the lake

I Jay Cruz on a beat, we run a great race

I never lose to the weak my mental shape great

I'm thinking bigger till obesity is OK

Food for thought the perfect dinner with a whole steak

To police with agendas this a whole case

You try that with me it’s a killa spree for four days

Killin’ emcees, stereo-typing live in bold face

4. Gravity ft. DJ Slipwax - Produced by Mekkanic aka DJ MEKK (Germany)

QUO: Born a trail blazer set a trend on going major

Make a move player better guard it like I’m Tatum

2K style get the opal dominate them

I boogie down and hold a crown your record faded

Bullies in the basement shake your hand before the payment

She Trullies on the cameras bare footed when we hanging

Aquafina bottles we been sweating since the pavement

Holding down reality that’s in my affidavit

Pull it out of space so when it's dropping it be banging

The half is everything you get in layman

I Rap ships yo the cash on Invasions

Might never adlib cuz what I’m sayings’ so amazing

Rights tied to my kids, Wife set, that’s elation

Yea, keep a hundred hibernating get some Kane stimulation

Here to change what you bang on these stations

Hit the vein put the blame on rotations

PRO: I am the alpha and omega, Hellenic begin and ending

I been focused on ascension, instead of only what's trending

Blending, effortless water-like, Newton's laws, when I drop the mic

70s 80s baby a product of what I watched at night

Caution lights, si no quieres problemas

Put theories on paper, revered by both the indies or majors—my neighbors

Making gravitational waves through record labels

Reaching out from one hood ta the next like jumper cables

Some are able and want our vision, the problem is

They only Wanda Vision in the bubble like Scarlet Witch

Author Harlequin novels not probably feeling ya

But when I'm on Malcom X, in Harlem probably stop at Sylvia's

Sold, that's soulful-mill-we are, Do fa La Familia

Firmly in my nature, ProQuo so familiar

The growth's linear, exponential our strategy

Constant among the masses, Pro's that G like Gravity

PRO: We-down with the brotherhood, bump it in every other hood

What's good Quo, Pro, find me all in your mother's hood

Both out the Da Ville still reppin’ from Winter Hill

By way of the coast of Cambridge, made famous them Lowell Mills

Now, chill in the Capitol, "the" P is capitol

Ro-capital Q-uo you know the show's magical

The, mathematical Prof, the biographical

Sats leap off these charts, that’s facts like z axis is

QUO: Soul jumping off the masochist thru the master bus

With these additives hold me to my adjectives

Move around the earth with Brotherhood semantics its

Only right my team be catching nice assists off the mic

5. Dive In It ft. H.3.N.D.O. - Produced by Josh Minor/Major League Beats (Florida, USA)

H: My mind and my spirit are really divine and I’m fearless

I’m coming out live and they cheering

I ride with my peers, if you try to disguise your appearance

I never will try to come near it.

QUO: I got that double edged sword

Ancestor talk Ark Angels at doors

Ghosts in the darts soul channels dial 4’s

Before rap I had my mind on Forbes

Pen and pad throwbacks, fires in the forge

Better friends with more laps

Run you off course might be slipping off the frost

Hells hot we the source—Michael with me

That’s some Obi type Force, tribal with my homies

Got X’d no Cross, valuable you gotta know me

Liable to sink the Rolly, half of me is never Holy

The animal is out, instincts still control me

Want the handle on a pout, heads or tails on the pony

Is the hammer coming out, hanging trophies in the house

Playing oldies checking routes, holding rosaries in my mouth

No EBTs for groceries, man that cheese is for the mouse

Thee example for my seeds, soul provider for my spouse

Spiritual physique, diamonds all over my scouts

Give you 1,000 degrees, build the Arc, flip the drought

H: My mind and my spirit are really divine and I’m fearless

I’m coming out live and they cheering

I ride with my peers, if you try to disguise your appearance

I never will try to come near it.

H: My mind and my spirit are really divine and I’m fearless

I’m coming out live and they cheering

I ride with my peers, if you try to disguise your appearance

I never will try to come near it

I stayed in the trap with boys who was making them racks

With nothing but weight and a mask, then I separated from that

And low and behold everyone put a blade in my back

But I’m not trippin’ or looking to get even

I sit and I pray for my demons

Cause everyone who ever thought I would fail

Is looking for ways they can sneak in and lanes they can be in

And I kindly deny it from you, there's no way a snake can reside in my group

You try to put tridents in all of my titles and moves—what were you trying to prove

PRO: For the sake of simplicity, say I'm divinity

Body not Carrie-Anne Moss like I'm Trinity

Gauntlet—iNFiNiTi, probably not many be

Thinkin' that Prof is the perfect identity

Back to the enclave, Bruce in the Batcave

You can bring a bat, land-down like Fenway

You can bring it back, swing swords like Sensei's

Everybody got a Stan, Marvel at the pen-game

Carol Danvers—this that End Game

In a snap, write a rap that will penetrate

It will accelerate, pick up ya meta-rate

No one is better with these darts I disseminate

On the Interstate, NY ta Beantown

When I'm in a rental, automatic that I freestyle

DC now, like Oliver Queen

For that green in a hood, leave you all over Queens.

H: My mind and my spirit are really divine and I’m fearless

I’m coming out live and they cheering

I ride with my peers, if you try to disguise your appearance

I never will try to come near it.

6. iNSTANT BROTHERHOOD ft. DJ Slipwax- Produced by Mitchel Drickx & YungKo (Netherlands)

QUO: You create your own fate see

Remind myself I’m only good as what my tapes be

Been rhyming over rhythms for a while its one take B

Dialing up the FaceTime, the purest MC

Wilin’ over here surviving presidency

Lifestyle changes off of thangs we can’t see

You all covered up, I’m unclothed all free

91 to currently my son’s the energy

Physical flaws testify the best breed

Intervals pause time to keep it OG

My essence too deep, no sleep too identical

Forgot unique lost sight of the general

You hear Cruz and go to church all week

Rain fire over each one of these beats no cheats

HipHop election here

Pro told me that my lyrics like the best of years—say Cheers

PRO: Yeah, that there that's my brother though

True fam same vibe different mother though

Sick for years no tears never suffered though

Immunity, split from the herd we them buffalo

Y'all haven't heard take the word but discover though

Once Dr. and a Beast come together—Mark Ruffalo

The upper glow out the east blow the cover though

And I ain't superstitious, but I'm bumpin’ Stevie-wonder though/

If we receive them keys like Khaled

In the same keys of life could we harmonize the ballads

Y’all know the skills from the superficial battling

But once we dig through the depths it gets staggering

True swag is on the in, had to master it

The reciprocal, superficial’s just masking it

See Pro then you see my glow

See Cruz, Each Other’s we them CEOs—my brother

7. Grandma Stories ft. Love Jones, Henry Lord Plourde & Remi (ProQuo Kids) - Produced by Prete Rosso Beats (Mitchel Drickx, Jordy Simmons, & Roland Sipman) (Netherlands)

QUO/ALL: Oh Grandma, I love you

PRO: Our Grandmothers

You’re lucky if you get two

Our Yaya’s, Nana, Meme


QUO/ALL: Oh Grandma, I love you

Remember I called you

These memories we talk through

Remind me, She will always be

Oh Grandma, I love you

Remember I saw you

These memories we walk through

Remind me, She will always be


PRO: A Grandmother that’s a blessing through the afterlife

After your Mom if you're lucky enough to have a wife

That’s several women and my brother’s if you have a seed

When they older, sit em down tell em have seat

Leave em their lineage, write it down finish it

What you remember is forever don’t diminish

Bear witness and provide that testimony

Rest of the story’s being written, give em all the glory

The allegory is the same for our children’s kids

My mom’s parents, first household where I lived

As a kid, spent the bulk of my time there

My own room upstairs since the highchair

My great grandmother, brought her home died there

Out them projects from Lawrence, Mass—no time share

How mine faired? Dorothy Georgeopoulous

Died at 75 throat cancer in the esophagus

The whole topic is still hard to write down

Nearly 20 years ago, still feels like right now

I lie down every night and your still there

Grandpa- he misses you, he sits in your chair, yeah

And I’m right there sitting in the kitchen with him

Sit and listen wish it was real but he’s no longer living—either

Little Peter, in Greek, he called me Paniyotis

So I love going to sleep still see them always.

QUO/ALL: Oh Grandma, I love you

Remember I called you

These memories we talk through

Remind me, She will always be

Oh Grandma, I love you

Remember I saw you

These memories we walk through

Remind me, She will always be

QUO: She saw me and she said she my pops

Different era’s same mistakes but understand the cost

Homies hold me down so the violence only shots

Curb my tongue for this rhyme so nanny hear me understand my thoughts

Born in blood wipe it clean tryna be the boss

Learn to love we above what we see or not

And it never stop, taught be a legend raised by a lot of women

Fought through depression no pills my mental’s living

Locked in these bills keep it real I'm onto selling

Want a pad and a swing set before she see eleven

But the bag and the tag’s like the worst type of weapon

These phones and these clones only looking for a mention

I came from retention long lines pay attention

Off the islands true lies no affection

And when you start to dream big you probably need the most protection

The father figure in my real life

Bout to translate twice luckily my man’s right

Those two wrongs took me down that the heir of light

I felt the force see the signs coming every night

Always down to fight, salute the circle now we keep it tight

Producing virtue keep it real mama raised me right

QUO/ALL: Oh Grandma, I love you

Remember I called you

These memories we talk through

Remind me, She will always be

Oh Grandma, I love you

Remember I saw you

These memories we walk through

Remind me, She will always be

Oh Grandma, I love you

Remember I called you

These memories we talk through

Remind me, She will always be

Oh Grandma, I love you

Remember I saw you

These memories we walk through

Remind me, She will always be

Remi: Grandma, hello Grandma

Henry: I love you Mama JJ

Henry: Oh Mama JJ, I love you

Remember I saw you

These memories we walked through

Remind me, She will always be

8. New Bap ft. DJ Slipwax - Produced by Larsy Vegas & Mitchel Drickx (Netherlands)

QUO: It’s New Bap, Chapter II

PRO: This is that new bap music—A couple dudes from Massachusetts who Rap

PRO: Whenever I throw down, the pronoun, these days, its Pro now

My ascension from these Lows well known that's my hometown

Born as Peter Michael Plourde, before the teaching

Was more of a Blue-collar worker for that Paper-boy I'd sweep the floor

Was seeking more, started teaching on my first tour/

Word ta Something' Different some were Shallow but not Lord Plourde

See what your missing’s, Something Different, them the dancer’s names

Shout out ta Chickie, Tron and Shallow—that's my homey Dave

We played New England Schools

Sure, we had a single cool, but never knew

What we really had was the ear of the youth

Was wearing the truth on my sleeve on some fashion statement

My style was boom back-pack new jack aspirations

Motivational speaker I'm thinking teacher now

Finish college rocking Smith College with the Teacher now

That's KRS, that Blueprint for that boom bap

Now I'm that Professor they call Pro on that new bap

PRO/QUO: This is that new bap music

A couple dudes from Massachusetts who Rap yeah—Mass Rep Heavily

This is that new bap music

A couple dudes from Massachusetts who Rap—New Bap—Mass Rep Heavily

This is that new bap music

A couple dudes from Massachusetts who Rap—New Bap—Mass Rep Heavily

This is that new bap music

A couple dudes from Massachusetts who Rap—New Bap

QUO: We collaborate across the nation

Wrote some lyrics let them marinate they say its fornication

They heart the feeds a lot that might just lead to domination

I left the greed by the parking lot I’m on this train racing

Got some beats that took me over now its migration

The titles new bap cuz the trap lanes all taken

I’ve been patient got the features and I’m still chasing

Met some like minds created brotherhood now we all adjacent

The war paths in the past got my daughter in the bath

I work harder nothings trash

I want college as an option that’s math

All basics, don’t want to switch faces, it’s 100 all me

Never want to trade places

If its first or its last, I’ll always cuff these vibrations

New Bap, Yeah

This is that new bap music

A couple dudes from Massachusetts who Rap—Mass Rep Heavily

This is that new bap music

A couple dudes from Massachusetts who Rap—Yeah—Mass Rep Heavily

This is that new bap music

A couple dudes from Massachusetts who Rap yeah—Mass Rep Heavily

This is that new bap music

A couple dudes from Massachusetts who Rap—New Bap—Mass Rep Heavily

This is that new bap music

A couple dudes from Massachusetts who Rap—New Bap—Mass Rep Heavily

Henry: Daddy

Yeah

Are you going to come downstairs now

PRO: Yeah, I am

HENRY: Look at my tiger

PRO: What’s your tiger doing

Your tiger’s beautiful

HENRY: Do you like it, look

PRO from The Focuz is Back scratch: Mass rep heavily, Beantown to Beverly

I’m Mill City born and bred, my flow’s heavenly

9. I Wasn’t Nothin’ ft. DJ Slipwax - Produced by M-Dot aka Jake LaDotta (Boston, MA) & LP2 (France)

QUO: It's the sure shot, make the metaphor drop

Hanging on to something since I grew up on the block

People take you down and break it down to what you got

Looking at your feet, calculations getting dropped

Listening to beats we tryna break up out the box

Losing lots of sleep cuz we be doing what you not

Fueling all my heat these winters cold up in the spot

Gassing all these sheets when I be speaking off of top

Supplying for these streets I ain’t Bigger without Pac

I be lying to you each if I don’t tell you with the Scotch

I’m either trying or I’m dying when I’m riding over chops

Think I’m flying and I’m crying over everything I mop

When they was telling me I wasn’t nothin’

I called on all my brothers and my cousins

I never lie, to me, that’s how we function

Ride or die, that’s the only thing we trust in

When they was telling me I wasn’t nothin’

I called on all my brothers and my cousins

I never lie, to me, that’s how we function

Ride or die, that’s the only thing we trust in

PRO: If y’all know the mathematics is sick, and Pro’s the nastiest

Then what’s the reason Y—you would cross me like X axis

Is you out your mind, when I rhyme, weaving a narrative

Conceived more clean since probably Jesus of Nazareth

Now, what you seeing’s the second coming of Lazarus

Lyrics fit for museums, lines cover pages like atlases

These Mary Magdalen feet cleaned with no calluses

Went from them street teams, to sweet dreams in palaces

Swinging the X-Caliber swift, lifting these chalices

Dippin’ these feather pens into ink thinking up passages

Had no talent for rap and my class average was

Falling deep in the labyrinth, eating sleeping these battle raps

My math aptitude, evident since the third grade

With verbal skills ever since then—murderous word play

Mostly my attitude only thing ever challenged me

That’s why I show my faculty gratitude when they challenge me

QUO: When they was telling me I wasn’t nothin’

I called on all my brothers and my cousins

I never lie, to me, that’s how we function

Ride or die, that’s the only thing we trust in

When they was telling me I wasn’t nothin’

I called on all my brothers and my cousins

I never lie, to me, that’s how we function

Ride or die, that’s the only thing we trust in

QUO: My Dean passed me through the School system

Spit rhymes in the classroom everybody different

D minus to an A+, Mass finest pull the grades up

I don’t want a day once tryna buy today’s lunch

Lenny told me blaze up before your days up

Figured how to raise the maze up I probably praise luck

And y’all drinking, Morpheus hands and y’all thinking

Glorious lands where man's driven, Pluribus bands seeing addition

Multiply facts subtract all of the subscriptions

Bonafide raps react to the truth given

34 C’s on the line rock swishing

MC’s I look for anything missing

Just be’s need to see the seven seas in collision

Can’t believe superstition got degrees in the kitchen

Deadweight mortician, Featherweight hard hitting

It’s a Cruz expedition, Cruz Line through the threads that I’m stitching

Blue lines, cocaine not envisioned

Red lights, no brass on a mission

QUO: When they was telling me I wasn’t nothin’

I called on all my brothers and my cousins

I never lie, to me, that’s how we function

Ride or die, that’s the only thing we trust in

When they was telling me I wasn’t nothin’

I called on all my brothers and my cousins

I never lie, to me, that’s how we function

Ride or die, that’s the only thing we trust in

ProQuo

10. Chandeliers (How We Do) - Produced by LP2 (France)

PRO: Yeah, Lyrical,

It’s how we do, it’s how we how we do – yeah

It’s how we do, it’s how we how we do – extravagant

It’s how we do, it’s how we how we do – y’all already know the locale

It’s how we do, it’s how we how we doe

PRO: Pro is that soloist, known to go from Assistant to Associate

Started flowing with Quo cause the fit it was so appropriate

Plus we got a show for them Citizens dope as opiates

Progressive programming promoting artists, exposing em

Y’all Nickelodeon rappers, salty as sodium

While Pro be giving out quotes for keynoting these auditoriums

My “bars alone are”—Olympic Gold at the podium

Now say that bar slower and notice what pro be showing ya

The most provocative co-hosts, co-operative

Brother, Father to Motherhood, supportive of all our Goddesses

The flow’s positive, provoking these novices

To go from pro-bono, to closing concerts at conferences

Giving our audience everything that they ought to get

Autographs automatic—in person, virtually—holographs

That’s No Doubt on some Gwen Stefani no Hollaback

Cia like Chandeliers till we re-appear like the Pontiac

PRO/QUO: It’s how we do, it’s how we how we do

It’s how we do, it’s how we how we do

It’s how we do, it’s how we how we do – chandeliers after millions

It’s how we do, it’s how we how we do – chandeliers

QUO: Reminiscing on these memories, benediction while I am presently

Switching on all of my enemies—kill that they half my melodies

It’s real rap around parenthesis, chill back, switch these energies

Rem’s lapped learning chemistry, watch your imagery

A new pap, grown men defending family

Boom bap, we marching heavily, the canvas on some simile

Like canvas laid for Timothy, the candles lit, so when the lights quit

We shining definitely, chills in every breath of me

I play your body's symphony -Check the choir

Walk your destiny, I’m twice the man I’m meant to be

Every bar a centerpiece. pick it off the lemon tree

Authentically involved in my identity

That’s why you ate the fruit—Pro said I’m the truth

That’s a doctor dropping science so you know the math compute

The magician laid my foundation, built me out the booth—raise the roof

Cathedral ceilings in my feelings, chandeliers after millions

Lyrical engineers architect appealing

Amazed by the children, affected by the flow that I’ve been giving

Selected by the polls, facts and opinions

Measure what you stole, unload, you forgiven

The shades drawn stop banking on a wish

Escape the hustle that was carrots on the fist

It’s lettuce on the plate, rent paid up to date

401k 6-5 the escape

The Safe-net ain’t a tape deck

It’s what you doing on your break

When you laying in your room and permanently contemplate

Or throw your finger up and live the life you tryna make

ProQuo

It’s how we do, it’s how we how we do

It’s how we do, it’s how we how we do

It’s how we do, it’s how we how we do – chandeliers after millions

It’s how we do, it’s how we how we do – chandeliers

11. He Prays ft. F.L.Y. (Forever Lives Yahweh) - Produced by Genesis7 (USA)

QUO: Hit your knees real quick

Get Down

He Prays

Hit your knees real quick

Get Down

Hit your knees real quick

Get Down

Hit your knees real quick

PRO: Let’s skip the pleasantries, I’m more about that action as the remedy

To me, that’s that heavenly blessing, I question everything

With faith, that it will work out, I works it mentally

Cause deities to me, have never been really about that equity

Create my destiny, watch the world open sesame

Since y’all been watching Sesame Street, on beats obsessively

Professing these gems in the streets, before my specialty

Spitting mathematics in class, my raps is therapy

Incredibly rose through the ranks with growth steadily

My comrades falling off to felonies like leprosy

Treachery and jealousy catching up something terribly

Many brothers, questionably gone, them John Kennedys

Been an accessory longing for them accessories

Long as Nia Long’s been Butta, been had the recipe

Word to my enemies, I heard them say

If yall ain’t praying in this game, y’all better be ready to be prey

He Prays

Hit your knees real quick

Get Down

He Prays

Hit your knees real quick

Get Down

He Prays

Hit your knees real quick

Get Down

He Prays

Hit your knees real quick

QUO: Hit your knees real quick, get blessed cause I be that slick

Ya mouth on pout where I see you think

EQ the words we don’t need that drink

Fight through the urge, grown man instinct

Its consequential that I leave that rink

Armour loaded with the kinks, so I feed that sink

A Lot of tears rap pain, shorty need that mink

Self over ery’thing I see that link

Ghost leaving footsteps don’t need no shrink

Been the pill before Phil that’s the book I print

Run the court like Phil that’s the mail I sent

Evy’thing kept real 90’s tip

No grips with the lit Beelze’ fear my writ

Close my lips say a prayer then I do my shhh

He Prays

Hit your knees real quick

Get Down

Hit your knees real quick

Get Down

He Prays

Hit your knees real quick

Get Down

Hit your knees real quick

Get Down

F.L.Y: I pray and I don’t mean predator

Bombard heaven hoping God help me level up

Say they digging God till it’s time to pick the Shovel up

Faith and no work is like etc etc

Young Roger Federer I’m keeping up racket

Balling like I’m in that NCAA bracket

‘Member when my only meal was the ramen and the packet

That’s a thing of the past like a Pelle Pelle jacket

Wanna know the tactic believe what ya asking for

More than just a rapper he’s an ambassador

Could’ve been a trapper but I don’t need the back and forth

Now I just finesse away from Bull like a matador

I know what they mad for it don’t even matter

Got the adversary p’d off like a bladder

Hit em with the flex making hits like a batter

Climbing to the top and I don’t even need a ladder—I pray

He Prays

Hit your knees real quick

Get Down

He Prays

Hit your knees real quick

Get Down

He Prays

Hit your knees real quick

Get Down

He Prays

Hit your knees real quick

12. The Devils Dancin' - Produced by Larsy Vegas (Amsterdam, Netherlands)

QUO: Approach the verse like we at church, scope the perps

Mira first need I curse

L hex em all the woes at work

Poles and shirts guns and turfs blunts and syrups

In my stirrups gots to make it hearse

She gold skinned a white earth

The most grim that’s a ten pay a nurse

I lay burst with inertia

It’s complex the context of real nice

A bad flex a high price

A lear jet the facts twice

Af’ life act right, my pens tight connect mics

Your windpipe recite Cruz

All quotes bring life, all quotes bring life

I'm day and night sun and moon, wolf and sheep a young shepherd

Above the tomb, making room your sons reckless peep the metrics

The son’s necklace on these presses

Say a prayer believe knowledge off a tree for thieves

Judas by the branches

PRO/QUO: The devil’s dancin’

On the floor now

The devil’s dancin’

Knocking at your door now

The devil’s dancin’

Evr’body on the floor now

The devil’s dancin’

Knocking at your door now

PRO: Whenever you in a good place, better believe the devil is dancing

The Good Place, no one believed the devil was Danson

Got good taste, many have paid a devil's ransom

While simply thinking they hanging up a Rembrandt in the mansion

Judas Repentant Returning Them 30 pieces of silver now

You doing that music, trying recouping feeling so foolish now

Who's in town, you better be ready to pay the piper

Pit vipers-spit venomous, don't let em inside of your cipher

Them Charles Manson’s, from the advance, and at the outset

Got you doing their dirty work, lookin' all handsome in their outfits

Still doubt it, stayin devoted you been since the onset

But your dog is not your amigo, when he's deceiving you word to Offset

Time to divorce that, mindset, with the Rorschach

Test by leaving this ink all over the paper than I record that

Tally results, removing the doubt, then take my chances

The devil was all in my head instead now Lord Plourde's whose dancing

The devil’s dancin’

On the floor now

The devil’s dancin’

Knocking at your door now

The devil’s dancin’

Evr’body on the floor now

The devil’s dancin’

Knocking at your door now

QUO: Yo I’m fiendin’ halt my demon

Flow leaning on the cement biggest dough is where the C went

Young business, and you seen it

Funds in this and the sinners always meanest

Lung fitness it's a prenup, hit Texas on a team up

And we grilling after beat up, told shorty get the 40

And the family hold the key up, Mercedes or a Beamer

Lil cousin got the Prius, and I’m on my way to see her

PRO: When I’m in the rhythm and I really want to shine

Show me the son who is hotter than I

Butta forever the messenger I

Whether in a button up suit or a tie

Y’all don’t really want me to go off the head

Cuz you know when I flow I’m a show off the lead

Pb on the periodic tables

Periodically see P on the tables

With the written word, got stills that’s fabled

If you haven’t heard, you will get disabled

Six vinyls, five on my label

X to iNFiNiTi that’s that cable

Put the check in the mail be grateful

Cruz never really been a brother who’s hateful

Jesuz in the booth stay faithful

Locked in the lab bracelets on the ankle

13. Baggage Claim ft. BLKDIVA - Produced by LP2 (France)

PRO: By the time you hear the record checking in at Turks and Caicos

Wheel of Fortune winnings, Punta Cana spinning pesos

Pro Progress, no I’m no novice

Singles like vinyl siding aligned in my home office

So stop it, look there’ s no topic

Unexplored for Plourde my ops is myopic

A couple plaques on the walls, just for the optics

Degree in Economics, pay dividends stock options

And when I’m visiting citizens wanna cop it

Give it my Will Smith, when this superhero Hancocks it

Hand ta hands, we can throw blam or cock it

Get popped like pop smoke cause my fans are so toxic

But don’t smoke like pilots in the cockpit

Lungs must stay aquatic ta flow like broke faucets

Nonviolent as a rule but don’t cross it

Cruz got on the jewels, but dudes I'm no nonsense

I’ll turn the cheek but once and then I’m boxing

Body you in a bag, that won’t fit in that top bin

I'm locked in, so begin the diagnostic

If y'all don't believe in the God—you'll die Agnostic

QUO: By the time you hear the record I’ll be passing by the Eiffel

Jesus on the necklace Cruz going for the title

Demons off the metrics, scaling with your idol

Always with a message Masterpieces in my bible

United for the leverage be eternal real survival

I provided off the premise let you see and start to follow

Yea, and I’ve glided through my senses so the census is bravado

Grinding thru the inches saving minutes for tomorrow

Carry over lyrics every chapter for the novel

Peaks and valleys then the rapture what the motto

Authentic, no gimmick, self-made not timid wide open get in it

PRO: Had some snakes in our lawn, had to cancel them frauds

Spit that Mongoose flow y'all can’t handle the bars

Tryna question, Lord Plourde, y’all gonna answer to God

Bruh, that’s not a good look like you in sandals and thongs

Y’all know my spit game’s upper echelon beyond a thick chain

Fast like, moves on the street, making that quick change

I made a quick change like Clark in the booth

Now I target that youth and come talking that truth

No marketing boost and Pr is out of my reach

Unless I'm chilling on the shores of some tropical beach

In San Juan with warm sands, where waters are clear

I'm positive dear, won’t find me with no bottles of beer

I'm vegetarian ain't probably what you thought’ed you'd hear

This ain't no gimmick, I been this way for dozens of years

My cousins and peers, my family my team and my squad

Sure as Ray Allen's Jesus—throw ya 3's for the God

QUO: Oh lord say Plourde how you get him on the record

Light saber no sword, guess we both futuristic

Round table billboards hardcore altruistic

Tongue razors mic cords son you know we go ballistic

But ballistics always missed it yellow tape around artistic

Messages from Chuck D so Adidas laces missing

You know how I run me, DeLoreans all over sketches

Catch some Bun B, I don’t mess with Politicians

Knowledge Over Everything K.O.E. over precious

Break molds into S’s, black mold ain’t an essence

Unfold over crescents, that mean the wolves out, hungry, questions

We just pull the soul out, mummies, weapons

I’ma call the cove out, bubbly, blessings

Then I pump the cloths out, left right ambidextrous

Just to get the gold out Crypto coin the message

PRO/QUO: Get that bag, let’s get this baggage Jay

Get that bag

Get that bag

You need to get that Bag

Get that bag

Get that bag

Get that bag

Get that Bag

Get that Bag

Get that Bag

Jay Cruz, he gonna get that bag

Get that Bag

Pro L, he gonna get that bag

Get that Bag

ProQuo, they gonna get that bag

We out

14. Apologize - Produced by Legendary Sound Works/Freedom Corner Brand (Jackson, Mississippi)

REMI: Dad when are you coming Daddy

Daddy, where are you

QUO: I miss your company baby you know I’d die for you

20 feet apart hardly paying any mind to you

It's so real tryna balance all my time for you

Woke me off the couch, I fell asleep writing these rhymes to you

Yea, the trust factor so big,

Eating dinner with the kids saying Daddy on the grind for you

Putting them to bed while I’m working off my head

Out late all faith, Shen I never lied to you

Till we dead the legacy survive through you

Can’t wait to walk the big isle with you

She says she hate it when I talk a lot

But love how that pearl Compass sitting in the parking lot

You my whole world Queen home is my Camelot

Yo, Remi vying for attention, Ryha looking for it too

This road to excellence depressing when you all about your crew

I write a testament investing into things I never knew

PRO: My apologies, I know this Hip Hop Probably

Stole a lot of time all these rhymes—armed robberies

Sorry we ain't hit it big like the lottery

Giving it my all, heart & soul, every party of me

Apologies, I know this Hip Hop honestly

Stole a lot of time, all these rhymes—armed robberies

Apologies, got me switching up the policies

Giving us that quality time, I'm finally promising

PRO: Listen carefully, I remember times you were there for me

Tryna make it better but I never wanted therapy

In all sincerity, I always been there for you

But I was raised no emotion, play it careful

Rarely gamble, afraid of being hurt by

Any woman so I always played the tough guy

Since High School, Hip Hop and I cool

Prince Poetry—Pro busy writing Haikus

Before the girlfriends, lips on a mic grill

Pretty young things ta me's a song by Michael

Sure, I liked you, and I loved my family

Relationships failed, few understanding me

Hard for me and I know it was hard for

You still in love with the culture and art form

But not more than my family and my life now

My wife and my son that's my heart put this mic down

HENRY: Dad I love you

My apologies, I know this Hip Hop Probably

Stole a lot of time all these rhymes—armed robberies

Sorry we ain't hit it big like the lottery

Giving it my all, heart & soul, every party of me

Apologies, I know this Hip Hop honestly

Stole a lot of time, all these rhymes—armed robberies

Apologies, got me switching up the policies

Giving us that quality time, I'm finally promising

I Apologize

REMI: I love you Daddy