Phantasmagoria “Lyric Sheets”

The Way I Feel

Everyday it’s another way homie, as soon as the sun disappears the rain pours on me, and that’s my story every morning I feel panic, drowning treading water it’s unfortunate I can’t swim better cause no one ever taught me I taught myself to fight away the pain be focused when you walk through hell, don’t hold it in cause now I know it can cost your health, life’s a jungle to survive you need a lot of help, well maybe it just wasn’t in the stars or something, I’m callous now so I really ain’t alarmed at nothing, always taking L’s fortune doesn’t starve the gluttonous life is double dutch and you don’t get a pause to jump in, nowadays one mistake could cost your budget, try to be original they’ll start to say you lost your nugget, if you want to be successful don’t cross your public Mister Entertainer in essence it’s your job to love em’, my heart is thumping my palms is sweating my neck is aching just respect my gangster, when it rains it pours, I can’t say no more, it’s what you’ll waiting for, it the

So I handle them politics and I’m back on my grizzly I’m spreading the word through every crack in the city, I’m like no chaser straight without a splash in your whiskey, so when I buy the farm I can’t imagine you’ll miss me, my life’s on the silver screen each caption is sizzling my thoughts are so polished it’s like I’m waxing my memories, my body’s my temple my brain is my weapon contain your aggression don’t let it taint you reflection but I’m an artist and I paint under pressure and that’s whether or not these folks can relate to my message, my canvas is candid you’ll hid from your problems see in these moments I can hint behind my persona like when it rains it pours it drizzles real bad, it just makes me think about the things I wish I still had, but I heal fast like my pain is a farce I got money on my brain and Novocain in my heart so don’t start I’m so raw, I’m no holds bar without a dollar in my britches I’m hitting rock bottom rain following on my slicker, I’m trying not to faultier you can call it what you wish but

A young Confucius, my thoughts running lucid if you don’t learn from the past then you dumbing down your future the Barack of this music world square on my back not dropping a cubic because no one else would do it, so I did it first, call the source mag tell them print the verse I took a leap of faith it’s 50/50 I’ll be hitting earth, let me be real with you don’t be scared to lose I’m a revolutionist I jumped without a parachute

I Can’t Explain

Just like the sunrise the sun fall I watch the masses arrive like come one come all in the past I done balled backwards and burned through all my savings bonds now the only difference is that that’s what they pay me for, the mad genius they keep asking me what makes me tick well I did lose pops a year after 86 then mom dukes got locked a year after 88 my best friend got committed and the doctors told them save me space but wait I’m the flower child with just a dash of gangster bare knuckle flow I guarantee it will mash you face in, I paid my dues so nobody don’t ask me Nathan I’m cold enough so please just straight my glass of makers

I walked for miles and miles I feel something I can’t explain I Just breath I Just breath I walked for miles and miles I feel something I can’t explain I Just breath I Just breath

Just like the world turns one day the world stop I lost my way in the world but well maybe the worlds lost, knocked off its axis, Armageddon nears the leftist box with the Catholics, this is our life and time could be our final moments so don’t read between the lines maybe just try and focus I ain’t arrogant I’m just implying I’m the dopest wrote this on a mental tab to crush this phony artist jargon and they see through Reynolds rap, it’s INCWELL the trailer behind the music it’s the breath of the architect that redesigned the movement I tried to stomach mainstream but I can’t even do it so I’m going to let this thing bring now watch me keep it moving

I walked for miles and miles I feel something I can’t explain I Just breath I Just breath I walked for miles and miles I feel something I can’t explain I Just breath I Just breath

Southern Man

I remember sitting with Grandma while she’s re-counting segregated bathrooms restaurants and drinking fountains, swimming in a sea of hate and it could of drown them cause all they had was faith but it could move mountains with the loss of King Jr. and brother Malcolm, Mississippi’s burning to find some color balance it’s almost like all they knew it blood and malice so it was no escape to see another child killed, and so we pressed on though they tried to hide us behind them jail bars and open fire hydrants now time advanced and things is getting better but when did we forget how to stick together well cause at present it’s everyman for himself and I can’t understand history says you planning to fail

Honestly I feel like I don’t even need to say it cause I drove through Virginia I’ve seen the plantations I’ve read all the books that’s teaming with racism met filthy rich folks whom got it all but hate giving and it was written that we living to die so this the 68’ Olympics put your fist in the sky I am trapped just like Martin in his cell struggling cause Mama will be starving if I fail I done my book reports saw how Medgar Evers lived others said they fight like him of course they never did, I studied black history I ridiculed my teachers I told them my opinion may be separate but it’s equal gave to my community made my Grandma proud you got a reasonable request go ahead and hand it down I know what JFK did, I researched Eisenhower so if you’ll with me I ain’t afraid to fight the power everybody

Fly Now

I’m going to do this one for my cousins, keep it trill and the block will still love him, coupe Deville ragtop paint it mustard I love spoils to and I ain’t afraid of nothing but when you come from empty cupboards I guess the cupboards ain’t the only thing that’s empty cause all you really want it duckets and Bentley’s and injustice is the only thing you can see, so I took flight in my book right I crossed every T made every hook tight, applied a little muscle but I ain’t Suge Night I tried the hustle and bustle and gave a good fight, and I’m still swinging and I’m still mingling at every Wizards game screaming out peel Cleveland and I tussle every night with some real demons how I tussle every night and I’m still breathing

This is mood music so you’ll move to it cause I’m under Mister Joey Buddens tutelage, and here’s a useful tip if you ain’t coming from your heart homeboy it’s foolishness so I once was lost but now I’m found I ain’t being biblical I know exactly how it sounds and hands down I got the damn crown INCWELL rebirth of the Flower Child so this is revolution pump your fist if you find better music then bump it quick this is the story of the man who doesn’t quit from straw to gold behold Rumpelstiltz, I take your angst the pain I know , you gave me hate and still I gave you hope and then they tried to bury me in the grave below but hitting rock bottom is how you save your soul

And I’m getting too strong they held me down for too long I’m about to blow I’m going to do it for Moms, I got the world in my palms the galaxy on my back this a dare devil balancing act, I stay grounded in fact I told Grandma dukes that I change the world now I’m bounded by that cause this is bigger than rap so in every song I’m on Incwella got to challenge the track, I seen my Mama on crack I put Pops in the ground all the frugal talk don’t bother me now, and I’m high as a cloud aired all my dirty laundry so all the drama is out so what I’m going to do I’m bitter as hell in an industry of gimmicks where comedy sells, they say I’ll probably fail so a dusk everyday it’s nightmares and insomnia spells but let’s be clear I’m still here

Get on the Floor

I just want to get on the floor, I just want to get on the floor I, watch the breakers break and the B-girls shake from 202 to 818 212 to 215, I just want to get on the floor, I just want to get on the floor I, watch the breakers break and the B-girls shake from 202 to 818 212 to 215

My names INCWELL they say I am supreme, so watch me rock the microphone and do my thing, I’m the flyest MC always on the scene, how can I not shine when all my diamonds gleam, I’m in the club to pay homage to all my rocsteady and train bombers lick shots a gimmicks and hatemonger’s he emerged with not a stain on him and I’m thinking is this what FAME promised no matter what I’m going to stay modest care free just like Jay taught us homeboy I’m selling the same mantra, so brush your shoulders off, brush your shoulders off, such is protocol here’s a tonic with a touch of soda Ma, for years they trying to turn the hustle off church salute lehiyam and museltoff baby I’m trying to get my shuffle on cause the 2 step is very much alive and you is very much a dime let’s move too very much am I let’s groove it ain’t really necessary to reply cause

I’m from Silver Spring we call it Double S, where all the haters tried to keep me under raps, so I chased down all my dreams and brung them back, they’ll respect you when they see your numbers stack, I’m in the zone with this red bone looking at my watch like we should head home it’s getting late and I’m trying to keep pace with that B-girl shake lights camera action 3 more takes, listen shorty’s bad with it poplocking roboting headspinning kind of reminiscent of back in the days when I rocked with DJ menace but you’ll don’t hear me though, you’ll don’t hear me though pump the stereo, she’ll be waking up to eggs and cereal smelling like some fresh cut marigolds, I’m like damn here we go again let the overnight scenario begin this overnight scenario depends staying overnight then you have to bring a friend and she has to be a ten I’ll settle for a 9, damn sweetheart you a devil in disguise

Always Dreaming

Where I’m from it’s like we lost in space, just tossing 8^th’s, I blame the shrew, shame they do anything to keep they pocket’s laced, me I cannot relate but I understand the struggle and respect it, that’s as long as their hustle isn’t reckless, there’s a troubled introspective when my pen flares, cause I know the darkness and I been there, too many times before and I’m dealing with love and hate that’s a skinny line to cross, but it’s easier to face if you just simply find a cause, mines is you’ll, I’m sick of caskets, from constant liver damage, what’s another liquor store to the exhausted withered masses, I can’t have it, my ancestors traveled the middle passage, where the sun don’t shine it’s like we still living in their shackles, this is home and I love it, but when you’ll don’t react my heart just grows more reluctant, to put you’ll on my back, INCWELLA brawls with demon’s carrying a cross, so nighttime I’m always dreaming just staring at the stars

Always Dreaming I stare up at the stars nightly, this is the life of an S.D.S boy like me[underneath singing]I don’t know what you heard about me but this is where I’m from, come on and talk to me[underneath]I’m from the place where the sun don’t shine, sun don’t shine

Where I’m from there’s a nasty overcast my words provide the ink to sketch a lasting photograph, broken bottles and soda cans, corner pubs and sports bars, their homeless teens with track marks in their forearm, stabbings in the courtyard, this is home I won’t mislead you like nothing’s sweet but if you got a thorough soul you just can’t turn the other cheek, I try to find a soothing window I can see through, but there were them times I couldn’t so I just blew indo by the kilo, evil’s profoundly ailing, here it surrounds you daily, help me see the good in folks while I’m bouncing through this melee, hands folded, I’m praying for answers to my cries, so I always dreaming and stay focused on the prize

Moment of Clarity

I’m pushing a buck fifty I got the gun up in the truck with me I tell my man to hop out cause I’m riding this road and make no mistakes I’ll be dying alone as long as I’m in control, you remember the fast lane it had me bent hurting swerving in the black range, well this the sequel, and hell with the trilogy all cause the grief gone probably end up killing me right before I reach home, I got to make my peace soon man to God I merked a 5^th of vodka plus I’m off them handlebars, gray goose in the glove box next to the tres deuce that I’m gone bust off when I channel the heart sometimes I really wondered how I managed from start lost so much already it’s so hard to stand up this far and in the face of adversity I’m stressed out evil chased me unmercifully this is my moment

I throw on my hazards and pull over to the side of the road, this is my moment of clarity, the gun is cocked safety unlocked I’m ready to go, this is my moment of clarity, I’ve seen enough but I know that I haven’t seen it all, this is my moment of clarity, so understand in life before you walk you got to crawl, this is my moment of clarity

This is what happens when you try to starve your pain pretend it don’t exist but the scars still remain, you just a hardened frame but pictures never lie it’s a cold world so affliction in disguised and it’s been my choice to go picking through the mind but when you find out the truth it’s you innocence that dies, so now I’m riding this road won’t answer my celly cause I’m in the zone just driving this road the glock in my lap wheel in my left hand a bottle of yac as I guzzle Excedrin, fading I’m slipping trying not to nod off it’s tricky cause I’d hate to take somebody with me, so I pull over put the gun in my mouth start at 100 and I go backwards and count, it’s about keeping consciousness, as I think back on all my accomplishments, this is my moment

Imagine

Look around what’s happening 26 years ago nobody imagined this, I feel the pressure and the stress drives me always, when I look out the window and realize the sky is falling, I fight for Grandma cause I say if not for her I never would have had the courage to Barack the world, I fight for Darfur I fight for Mozanbique’, I fight for all the homeless children on these lonely streets, I fight to change the system I fight with language listen I fight myself cause everybody got disdain within them, I fight the lawmakers I even fight the government I fought a parking ticket once that’s until they doubled it

Beautiful 1′s

Look baby girl I met you at the grocery store, introduced myself and asked you if you’d like to know me more, your tongue was all bright cause I caught you drinking Sobe orange, we both agreed shopping by ourselves was such a lonely chore Ma I was totally floored we walked together, just looking in your eyes everything else had lost it’s pleasure I never been the type of sucker to just toss his cheddar till I copped you that Louis coat with them ostrich feathers, made dinner at the house I even baked you Moms bruschetta, I turned on your favorite Al Green song while I fed you, and hit you with a nice massage what else could calm you better I took you to the bedroom and then so on etc. etc. every moment is just incredible no need to read between the lines my feelings are so legible, me I’m made of metal boo cause I don’t bend for much but I’m putty in your hands after just a simple touch I know the men you dated Ma but I’m a different cut I mean look at those relationship and how they ended up, I already copped you a jacket with them matching vintage chucks you made it clear from jump street you don’t care about spinach but but, it’s my job to spoil you, put you in the Range Rove and painted it royal blue all because your loyal boo and this is off the record the roley with the floating stones nobody floss it better in that pink Lacoste sweater, Ma I got a fetish and my prowess is this if you the one for me then I’m going to shower you with gifts I want you to be my see that’s a dowry on your wrist and if they answers yes then how bout Maui on the 5^th Get em’

Lean to the Left

You know how INCWELL ride I Lean Lean to the Left, I been popped since 05 I Lean Lean to the Left, park the Lincoln outside I Lean Lean to the Left I got the icky rolled tight and there’s lean on my breath (Repeat)

Yey Yep I know this instrumentals jumping it’s INCWELL homie and I don’t need no introduction my lac is ketchup red I painted my Lincoln mustard and I switched out my leathers to a nice creamy custard, it’s time to panic dog but don’t turn them cameras off ain’t seen a church in years but I write with the hands of God, my folks be twisted Leant out with lady models transport syizzurp back from Houston in baby bottles and every autograph reads from the District with love, been in the dirt for soo long they started kicking up dust crack showed you Lean back I’m goning to show you the Lean Left from Crenshaw Blvd all the way to East West Highway, you better do whatever I say revenge is sweet and now I make every dime pay don’t ask me about my mind state mines on my money that’s why in due time I might slide with your bunny

Move

Move I’m back in the building evacuate the pregnant women and children get your hands out my pockets and reach for the ceiling Grandma always said I was one in million I’m the the flower child still my knot game tight ain’t met a guy like me well you Goddamn right I’m that dude (repeat)

Move I’m back from hiatus with a zip lock of crush and a bag full of papers, the flower child zig zagged through the pavement and rose to the top to throw swag on these haters honestly I ain’t trying to brag when I say this I’ve scrapped with the labels, I’ve clashed with the stations rub elbows with liars assholes is shameless but there ain’t no easy street to travel to make it and now I’m popping tags Dolce Argyle I’m on the west coast blowing choke like the Dogg Child cause I’m a rider grip stuffed in my chuck t’s, verse 15 a whop I don’t spit for no chump cheese the recession is here I heard it from Young Jeez unweave my flow man I blow like I’m Puns seed the audamuar man at autobar slammed but my swagger make it seem like I got it all planned I’m that dude

I came back from the dead with a bezel so big it could bash in your head, Cardiganed down I’m a class act they said, world on my shoulders but this chassis don’t bend I’m co-co-co-co-cold I’m frosty the snowman Mister lover with the easy touch and the slow hands, here’s the program I’ll treat you like a princess I’ll even let you finger through that Sax Fifth index bracelets charms pearls pendants juicy prada fendy rent check cause I’m a rider grip stuffed in my Alifes’ swag of a rapper getting chips like a playwright my begettes bark is way worse than my chains bite if I pull the knot out then I can cut the same night but I ain’t really in to it, that ain’t all my interest, most women say that I’m a scholar and a gentlemen I’m that dude

Bittersweet Symphony

Pump your fist if you a diamond in the rough, together let’s shine brighter then the sun, I am a legend in the making and you’ll don’t need no evidence it’s evident just pay me, I ain’t changing you’ll switch up like the seasons see a little cash and get nip-tucked to pieces, melting pot a product of my environment I’m just different it’s probably in my wiring I am him galactic battlestar tactics flower child banter vocabulary craftsmen, buried alive still I rose from the ashes inspired by the sounds of Otis and Clapton, trapped in my problems my brother in jail, my Moms on narcotics but I will not fail when my flows in the pocket, I will excell till I’m thrown in the coffin I will prevail cause

I stand tall I will never change I am what I am I am as I was made, sun don’t shine boy and this is my story when the clouds open up the sun will shine on my and I never been to Spain I never been to Brazil I never seen the pyramids but one day I will, and I never cry I tuck it all away so I can cry tears of joy when I see better days and fly

I am high as an airplane wind in my face but my shades help me stare straight, I am top gun iron eagle I am the lion roaring to free Zions’ people, underneath the steeple where I pray to the heavens I never lose my faith because faith is your vessel never lose my composure, when I’m slipping I hold it never live with regret cause you don’t get back that moment if you get that you golden you lose and you gain but what’s a sunny day if you ain’t never known the rain, I made my mistakes each verse is atonement I know where I been and I know where I’m going when I get there I’m good while you get there you should blossom on your journey cause this gift bares some fruit I’m the flower child I’m the man on the moon and these are the words you should brand on my tomb

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