Hip-Hop

Look At Lil Chano From 79th: #Chance3

Three is the magic number for Mr. Chancelor Bennett a.k.a. Chi-Town’s very own, Chance The Rapper. Chano has had quite the year so far: not only did he make a Saturday Night Live appearance with Kanye West, but he got to perform with Kanye, side-by-side; someone who he’s idolized since The College Dropout era. Chano also spent majority of this year so far working with Kanye on his now infamous album, The Life of Pablo. Chance co-wrote Father Stretch My Hands Pt. 1, Famous, Feedback, and Waves; a song that only made the album because Chance really wanted it to be on it. (Thank you Chance!) As mentioned on my previous post (see the post here!!!Chance spit some of the most memorable bars on Ultralight Beam; the first track off TLOP:

I made Sunday Candy, I’m never going to hell
I met Kanye West, I’m never going to fail
You said ‘Let’s do A Good Ass Job with Chance three,’
I heard you gotta sell it to snatch the Grammy
Let’s make it so free and the bar so hard
That a day one, gosh darn, part you can’t tweet”

Since Chance The Rapper confirmed via his Twitter, that his third project will be entitled Chance 3, fans can expect it to be a mixtape because of the similarity the artwork has to his previous work Acid Rap, which was released in 2013. For those of you who’ve been living under the sun, here is the artwork for that particular mixtape:

Chance_the_rapper_acid_rap

Now if you’ve paid any attention whatsoever, you can identify that the Chance 3 artwork is comparable to the Acid Rap mixtape cover based off the background of the skies and the way Chance is perceived as drawn out of pastels or of something of that creative nature. Another interesting thing to point out is that Chance is actually wearing the same long sleeve shirt that he wore when he performed on SNL with Kanye West, The-Dream, Kelly Price and Kirk Franklin on the Chance 3 artwork. I guess he must really dig that outfit.

Any who, here’s The EinsteinOfRap’s Top 3 Things To Expect On Chance 3 which at this point, could be released any day, out of the blue so to speak.

#1. Kanye West

I think it’s safe to say since Kanye received help from Chano for a good portion of The Life of Pablo, it’s only fair that ‘Ye returns the favour. Besides, Chance has a lot to live up to with the success of being apart of Donnie Trumpet and The Social Experiment‘s SURF and lets not forget about that random yet entertaining collaborative mixtape Chance did with Lil B The Based God. Needless to say, I can definitely see Kanye producing or lending some vocals for a verse or a hook or a combination of the three. Maybe Kanye will reform the Ultralight Beam team because how cool would a Ultralight Beam II sound? Maybe start that song for Chance 3, have Kirk Franklin speak and have Kanye end the song instead. These are just ideas though, don’t take my word too literally!

#2. Donnie Trumpet & The Social Experiment

It’s obvious that Chance The Rapper, Donnie Trumpet and The Social Experiment are in sync. You can’t really mention one without the others, and they have made some incredible works together. Some of my favourites in the past are Long Time II, Sunday Candy, Coast Is Clear and Warm Enough to name a few. It would not be a surprise to me if you hear Nico Segal a.k.a. Donnie Trumpet, toot away on his instrument when Chance 3 finally drops, and supporting Donnie, The Social Experiment. What would be a surprise however, is if Chicago native Vic Mensa is featured some how on Chance 3. Vic and Chance are indeed good friends and are apart of the SAVEMONEY collective, plus, we haven’t heard from Vic since No Chill dropped with Skrillex.

#3. Taylor Bennett

Many of Chance The Rapper’s fans don’t know that Lil Chano from 79th has a younger brother named Taylor Bennett. In fact, Taylor is an artist himself, following in the footsteps of older brother Chance. Just last year, Taylor released his debut album for FREE, entitled Broad Shoulders. For the first time in Taylor’s hip-hop career, he collaborated with Chance on the last song off his debut album, a track which is also called, Broad Shoulders. The song is reminiscent of the vibe fans felt from track number five Brain Cells off Chance’s first mixtape, #10Day. Here’s Broad Shoulders:

Again, since Chance was featured on Taylor’s album, I think it would only be fair to have Taylor spit some bars on Chance 3. It will introduce Chance fans to a new artist and it will help Taylor get more recognition as an artist, since he too is on the rise.

I hope Chance 3 drops soon, maybe some of my predictions will come true (really hoping for a Ultralight Beam II as an intro) and whether Chance 3 is free or not, I will definitely be getting my hands on it one way or another. Speaking of getting your hands on things, you can visit chanceraps.com right now and purchase some limited edition posters. Until then, stay zen and prosper as always!

60) “January 2nd”

60) January 2nd
By: Johnny Blaze

[Verse 1:]
The real is back, feelin’ jacked
Been a bean; senzu, sayin’/saiyan I’m super; fact
-Is, I practically practiced,
The art of rappin’,
On Christmas I was unwrappin’
Guess what happened?
Davey got wavy
Fused with Johnny Blaze, Super Stoned on the daily
-No show, no Jon Stewart,
I come wit written pieces but this ain’t nothin’ newer
Sooner or later you’ll understand I’m a legend in my craft
When I die, remember me for who I am, not for who I was in the past
They always say nice guys finish last,
So I gotta be a dick in order to get with her fast,
Or so it should be,
I fantasized about you every night for a week,
I dream free
‘Cause life’s a bitch and I’m a slave to her,
Write my thoughts towards these thots ’cause my heart lingers,
She’ll never understand that I’m the man in her favour,
I skip a beat just to box with this stranger,
Got damn, I can’t believe she’s on my mind, wanna be braver,
She doesn’t know it but I’m ready to be her saviour

[Hook:]
Don’t be a bitch ass (Don’t be a bitch ass)
Don’t let her go (Don’t let her go)
Can’t let her pass (Can’t let her pass)
But she got a man though (But she got a man though)
If I can convince her this, (If I can convince her this)
She’ll never look back (She’ll never look back)
If I don’t make a blow (If I don’t make a blow)
Then how can I make a wish? (Then how can I make a wish?)

[Verse 2:]
What’s a Vato like me gotta do to be happy?
I check her Instagram, my God she looking so fancy
I go on Twitter, not one tweet sadly
Then I lay in bed and go to sleep cranky
A bitter motherfucker I am, taking actions into my own hands like a vigilante
Sike I lied, da fuck am I suppose to do?
Sit and smoke until she single or pop her man like acne?
I usually don’t have these schemes in my head,
Johnny Blaze wants to burn her man like a slice of toast,
Ironic ’cause I used to be Wonderbread
The more I think about you, the more I feel bummy because you’re almost perfect
Like Kanye said,

[Sample: Blame Game by Kanye West]
“You made life worth it. Stick around some real feelin’s might surface.”

You da one girl and should we end up together,
I won’t pressure you like diamonds, but I’ll treat you like treasure
I mean that with sincerity,
Stay zen and strive for prosperity
When you become single I’ll chip in a hand,
Gotta take you out, but like a Pringle, you canned
‘Cause you don’t know it yet,
Your mind in another world,
I’m livin’ mine like a poet, eh
When oh when the day comes that you’re free,
You ain’t even gotta ask Siri to find me G
Yes sirree,
This is El Salvador’s greatest,
For ten Summers I haven’t seen my family; I’m losing my patience
When I go to Cali I’ll be my cousin’s favourite
Los Angeles and Bakersfield waits for me to watch the sunrise,
Lay on the beach and smoke some Cali Bud one time,
Recline, your seats everybody
Blaze creating fire, it’s getting foggy
The G’Day Man, nineteen, legal now and smoking dope is still a hobby

[Hook:]
Don’t be a bitch ass (Don’t be a bitch ass)
Don’t let her go (Don’t let her go)
Can’t let her pass (Can’t let her pass)
But she got a man though (But she got a man though)
If I can convince her this, (If I can convince her this)
She’ll never look back (She’ll never look back)
If I don’t make a blow (If I don’t make a blow)
Then how can I make a wish? (Then how can I make a wish?)

[Verse 3:]
I ain’t no bitch, I ain’t no coward
I’m legit, dunk like Howard
Sike I don’t ball, I just block
Tell Rob Ford to stay away from Rock
You n****s might have swag, or you might have money,
Or you might be a dick, with cute faced honeys,
Or you might be a fancy dude, with a gold ring
But check the birth date man, you ain’t the King
Nah, you ain’t the King
David’s the King
January 2nd

98) “Dead Residents II”

98) Dead Residents II
By: Johnny Blaze

[Hook:]
Residents that like to test me (Johnny,) (Yeah)
I’m after residents that like to test me (Blaze bitch!) (Yeah)
I’m after residents that like to test me
(The saga continues) (Yeah)
I’m after annoying fuckin’ residents that like to test me

[Sample: Brooklyn’s Finest by Jay-Z + Can’t Knock The Hustle by Jay-Z]
“Okay, I’m reloaded,”
D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-Don DeMarco,
Marco,

[Verse 1:]
Hey,
Look who it is,
Mr. Talks-About-Sobriety-But-Ends-Up-Smoking; no cigs
But I’ve tried them before,
They taste like death and so I threw it on the floor,
Can I live?
Kickin’ cats out the door since the age of six,
How many kids?
Show of hands, have told themselves they’d never do drugs?
I can’t be, the only one,
Now I continue to toke and shrug
People on the streets be watchin’ me
Don’t get too close, I know you know I smell like weed,
Insert Kermit drinking Lipton Tea
Feeling froggy?
Then jump why don’t you?
Scared to see me?
Yeah I would be too; I could use a pair of bifocals
Lost in the haze, reflecting on-my, old ways,
Someone said “What happened to you? You changed”
I replied with Because drug$, with a dolla sign at the end,
You ain’t any better; judging from the outside without lookin’ in
That got me cheesed ’cause when I blow money, on trees,
All of a sudden I’m sussy and they look at me funny
Humans are a difficult breed to understand,
They were born to be rugid,
And, they take advantage of you whenever they can
Life’s too short, to be stressin’,
Over little shit,
I know at the beginnin’,
I sounded like a hypocrite
But bay-beh,
As of late-leh,
Dave- eh’s,
Been blazin’,
Blant-leh
Go hate meh,
I love it,
I made myself, out of somethin’
Without music, I’d be nothin’
Prolly be at home, pushin’ my little cousin
Like he pushes buttons
What!

[Hook:]
Residents that like to test me (Yeah)
I’m after residents that (Einsteinism) like to test me (Yeah)
I’m after residents that like to test me (Yeah)
I’m after annoying fuckin’ (Yo-yo-yo, yo!) residents that like to test me

[Verse 2:]
My pen game; immaculate
Prolly ’cause Allen Iverson,
Taught me to keep practisin’
So, I’ve been ballin’ since,
No, I’m not tall,
Some, could call me av-er-age,
I had a teacher!
Who told me that I look sketchy,
Well I suspect you want me to be preppy,
Fuck you; I’ll die before I become that dressy!
The universe throws stones while I’m stoned, can I handle it?
Turn into Super Someone, become a grown up and manage it!
Who could’ve guessed,
Me being obsessed, over a quest, to be expressed,
Lost my fav-our-ite,
Golden brace-a-let,
Move forward? I was re-pressed,
My faith was assessed,
Failed the day I lost Je-sus,
Couldn’t wait to figure out why that shit happened,
May-be-I-was-slackin’,
I’m stupid, I’m hardly hispanic,
I’m white, so they treat me like Hamlet,
I’m like, John Lennon, but in an, Army jacket,
Hypoallergenically washed in the finest deter-gent!
As winter approaches!
I’ll kick you to the curb, er, cement?
Shit, I thought you would appreciate “Dead Residents,” but no?
Fack aff..

[Bridge:] (x2)
Annoying fuckin’ residents that like to test me

[Hook 2:]
I’m after residents that like to test me (Yeah) (x3)
I’m after annoying fuckin’ residents that like to test me

[Verse 3:]
I plead the, fif, amendment
Because I’m going to commit,
Terrible actions, I’ll give you insight on just a fraction,
Of my plan that splits heads like the “i” in action,
Should I rewind my rhyme?
Fack that,
My title is the EinsteinOfRap,
A wise guy who tries to be nice and,
Recognizes how high he can,
Function at,
Don’t chu know I’m a gringo lookin’ aristocrat?
Since birth I knew I was gonna be the man,
DLP is low-key a proper diplomat,
Every time I sneeze, I get mad,
Miroku taught me that it means you’re catching a cold or that,
People are talking behind your back,
Which pretty much sums up how real people are, fuck Math!
Shout out to Carino,
That penguin lookin’ fuck,
Had turned me into a good-fell-a,
Eventually I fell in love,
With the-drugs,
Too inspired by Don Corleone; meaning I-was-tough,
‘Til I,
Got tired of Toronto residents,
Yeezus, for president, I’m serious,
Fuck tha police,
Word to N.W.A and rest in peace, Eazy-E,
Sheesh!

[Bridge:] (x4)
Annoying fuckin’ residents that like to test me

[Hook 3:]
I’m after residents that like to test me (Yeah) (x7)
I’m after annoying fuckin’ residents that like to test me

89) “Paradise is a Blessing; Staying Zen ‘Cause It’s All Your Fault”

89) Paradise is a Blessing; Staying Zen ‘Cause It’s All Your Fault
By: Johnny Blaze ft.Kanye West & Travi$ Scott

[Hook: Johnny Blaze]
I always wanted to rap on this,
I always wanted to scrap this shit
I always wanna get wavy with chicks,
I’m the captain of this ship
I always needed motivation
I always needed separation
I always need a vacation like,
I always needed paradise

[Bridge 1: Johnny Blaze]
I just want to escape real quick
Even though I smoke hit after hit,
The euphoria’s only the half of it
Electric relaxation on the beach is bliss

[Verse 1: Johnny Blaze] (Paradise Freestyle)
Walk into my house with a quarter O,
Half of me wants to smoke,
The other half doesn’t know
If I blow up, will I really accept the globe?
Or would I go toe-to-toe-to-toe-to-toe with “The Man” who tries to put on a show-for-show, and for sho’ people would say “Woah!”
I speak from my brain,
I write from my heart
I see the loose change,
Then I remember who I was from the start
Feelings were mutual
The decisions I made were crucial,
I fell from the top, I dust myself off,
I’m coming for the ti-tle,
Number one con-tender, like Shawn Michaels
So sweet your chin will feel the music
Like Triple H with no hair, you lose kid
This the game, and how you play it,
It’s all about control and if you can take it,
It’s all about,
-Hol’ up, had to clean my mouth
Silence the writer?
Never that, I silenced you from going south
And where’s my thank you?
If you was my child, I would spank you
Disrespecting my craft, I live for this!
You nothin’ but a girl getting tailored,
So I’ll Kanye you real swift
Seeing chicks that are too fuckin’ young, make me sick
So I gotta,

[Bridge 2: Johnny Blaze] (x4)
Blaze it man, blaze it man, blaze it man

[Hook: Johnny Blaze]
I always wanted to rap on this,
I always wanted to scrap this shit
I always wanna get wavy with chicks,
I’m the captain of this ship
I always needed motivation
I always needed separation
I always need a vacation like,
I always needed paradise

[Interlude: Johnny Blaze]
Naturally,
Johnny Blaze bitch!

[Bridge 3: Johnny Blaze]
*Lights “Ashley”*
*inhales,*
*exhales*
Don’t you stress,
Stay zen and you’ll be blessed (x2)

[Verse 2: Johnny Blaze] (Blessings Freestyle)
I receive honours I deserve,
Blessed
I like girls who are intelligent and know how to twerk,
It must hurt,
To be Clark Kent and yet they only love Superman
I ain’t so super,
They only love you when you’re rich or when you got drive like Foreman in the Vista Cruiser,
That must make me a loser but pay attention:
Viewers discretion’s addressed when
I sesh lend,
Me a nug or two,
If you really wanna sesh with me dude,
Gotta pay your dues,
How many times have I sparked people like I’m Method Man and they’re the Wu?
Don’t act like a douche,
That goes to girls too
When I turned nineteen-years old, I learned they only want you for booze,
Whatever they choose
You get it but do you get it?
Eat the rich like Aerosmith
Get a grip
Let me make this clear though
“You can rap about bitches, just don’t sound like one,”
Word to Sergio
Shout out to Church Chizzle and oh,
We about to hit un comercio
Stay Zen and listen closely vos
Ash couldn’t catch all-them chicks,
So if I ever take a peek at you,
Don’t get all shocked up like Pikachu,
This is the pinché truth

[Hook 2: Johnny Blaze]
I haven’t smoked in a while,
I’m goin’ wild
You know why?
‘Cause Ashley’s lonely and I’m the homie
So I,
Don’t stress,
I Stay Zen
Don’t stress,
I Stay Zen
Straight up,
Don’t stress,
I Stay Zen
Straight up, straight up
Don’t stress,
Just Stay Zen

(Brief pause)

[Interlude 2: Kanye West]
Yeah, and we G.O.O.D
Keep talkin’ about this shit but whatever
We can go back and forth all day

[Hook 3: Kanye West & Travi$ Scott (Ambrosia)]
(How much I feel, I live for your love)
Lit for your love baby, lit for your love
(Live for your love)
Lit for your love baby, lit for your love
(Live for your love)
Lit for your love baby, lit for your love
(Live for your love)
Lit for your love baby (Straight up!)

[Bridge 4: Kanye West]
And you know it’s all your fault
Nobody, nobody, nobody, babe
You know it’s all your fault
Nobody, nobody, nobody, but me

[Hook 3: Kanye West & Travi$ Scott (Ambrosia)]
(How much I feel, I live for your love)
Lit for your love baby, lit for your love
(Live for your love)
Lit for your love baby, lit for your love
(Live for your love)
Lit for your love baby, lit for your love
(Live for your love)
Lit for your love baby (Straight up!)

[Verse 3: Johnny Blaze] (All Your Fault Freestyle)
Girl you done made me the man I am today
Been a good guy for a while,
Swear I’m better than Drake
You used to say I was emotional just like him,
Well to tell the truth,
I can’t fuck with you,
Courtney Love
Or Swim
Fuck boys all around me, can’t smile without being grouchy
Because when people see you happy,
They do spiteful actions, just to get a reaction,
But,
When you see them (CM) Punks drop pipe bombs like Piper Chapman or Rowdy Roddy,
Why do you become softer than sheets of Bounce laundry?
Been about dropping bodies,
Like Macho Man before he goes to the top rope,
So I’m on point like Sharpies
I’m known for being a stoner,
Even my best friends’ girlfriends know that
And they don’t even have a diploma
Not dissin’, just wrapping this record in a white girl like Barbie in a coma
With some force, she can be free,
I ain’t talking about yoga
Always smoking green little things,
Call me Master Yoda
You can be my Skywalker but first you gotta get sky high like MJ; the moonwalker
A legacy that will live on even when you’re gone,
That’s what I aspire to do with this song,
Giving you poetry, articles, music, art
Beats, blues and better bet I got bars
A hundred percent me, every time I drop tracks,
Even though Youtube could stop me, I just fight back
Like the Baltimore protesters did to cops ’cause White America hates blacks!
We raise hands to be arrested so whatchu you know about that?
I was chillin’ in your habi-tat,
Can’t forget the time you grabbed my shaft,
All your fault but it’s all-in-the-past,
Trust again?!
Trust that I won’t until I’m re-lax
Live for your love,
Straight up

[Bridge 5: Travi$ Scott]
Straight up!

[Hook 4: Kanye West & Travi$ Scott (Ambrosia)]
(Live for your love)
Lit for your love baby, lit for your love
(Live for your love)
Lit for your love baby, lit for your love
(Live for your love)
Lit for your love baby, lit for your love
(Live for your love)
Lit for your love baby (Straight up!)

[Outro: Travi$ Scott] (x2)
Straight up!

79) “J.B.”

79) J.B.
By: Johnny Blaze

[Intro:]
Miss you J.B.

[Verse 1:]
Thinking back,
Reminiscing when I was in Grade 10,
Buzz cut, didn’t have golden locks then
Making the right friends in Math class,
There was even this booty, well rounded; a fat ass
I loved seeing it, the way she popped it back,
Had me forgetting about the task
Scratch my sack, then I looked behind me,
My backpack was black but I was more focused on her brown eyes see,
This girl walked into the room,
She wore a buttoned shirt, it was opened and blue
It was civies that day, okay!
Checkin’ her out like a survey!
We had Science class before we came to this,
Only thing I wanted at this point was her to be my chick
And if I don’t, I’m screwing me,
But I couldn’t even try; you were already seeing somebody

[Hook:] (x2)
I wanna spend timmmme witcha,
Wanna capture moments, take pictures
Even if we don’t, blaze some j’s with me
We can just cope, me and J.B.

[Verse 2:]
Stuck on stupid, is she really taken?
Asked her if she was single or am I mistaken?
I lived the single life, couldn’t resist on this one
She had an aura about her, before was she misdone?
I was disappointed with her answer, to tell the truth
You’re not being treated the way you suppose to
The last time we chilled was in her backyard,
Smoking some of the finest trees but then we had to depart
Now I’m sittin’ here thinking where did the time go?
I still can’t believe she was never officially mine so,
I fucked up, big time, still regret the day,
I wanted to tell you how I felt but never did; I felt ashamed
There are plenty of other fish in the sea,
But I don’t even eat fish; I just wanted J.B.
The last time we text, you said, you’re an artist
Look at where’re at right now; still departed

[Hook:] (x6)
I wanna spend timmmme witcha,
Wanna capture moments, take pictures
Even if we don’t, blaze some j’s with me
We can just cope, me and J.B.

82) “Deep Art”

82) Deep Art
By: Johnny Blaze & JDF

[Verse 1: JDF]
One thing’s for certain if that curtain closes,
I’mma tear that shit down; with a screw driver
Fuck the driver, I can drive my own car
I’m amazed to say I’m not a star
Won’t you stay?
Don’t you leave ’cause leavin’ me is going too far
Believe in me,
Believing me ain’t so hard,
Not smart, but I’m not a retard
Think I fumbled it, time to restart
Not a rapper just speaking from me heart
If you ever think me and the game gonna depart,
Then you better reevaluate,
‘Cause this is deep art

[Verse 2: Johnny Blaze]
So I guess this is where I come in right?
No slow it down, I’m just a guest, came here to write!
See I’m hella sick,
Coughing out rhymes, yelled out Whore! ’cause she loves the dick
Freestyling, retrial man,
Why isn’t George Zimmerman in jail yet?
Or in hell, damn..
Got a little too deep but we just riding waves like a Captain or a sailor,
‘Cause going on trips are in my favour
Just to make a rapper’s delight seem ight
But I’m just bang-bang boogie to the boogie to the boogie the beat,
DLP’s on fleek,
Make your mind cheep-cheep,
Like birds retweet,
And I know I’m sweet
Now what you see is not an illusion,
DLP and Josh, same kids from school and,
Now we just growin’ up,
Sellin’ dope on the regular, gotta get my cut
So do it, go do it, go do, do, do it
Deep art for your weak hearts,
Breaking bad news, shot with the barrett,
I’m the king of this king-dom,
Like a painting of the B.K. standing behind Floyd Mayweather,
Posted up on these walls and if they can talk,
I’d whisper You suck
That shit get deep
Deep,
Deep,
Deep,
Man I swear to God that shit get so deep,
Deep, deeper than missing your favourite artist live,
Deeper than being a drug addict but keep tellin’ lies
Deeper than when you find out your partner’s cheating
The deeper you get,
The deeper you bleed man
So don’t you stress,
Stay Zen and you’ll be blessed

[Verse 3: JDF]
Life hasn’t been the most pleasant
Started on the street, not even a peasant
Had to get up on my feet to get my Mom and Sis a present
I wish my Grand Paps was still wit me
That shit hurt but I played it off like it didn’t hit me
Momma always had a frown
Life turned upside down and criss-crossed me out,
Now I’m at a crossroads, listening to guys talk ’bout shit they ain’t really ’bout
It’s hard for a man in my position to smile
I’ve been hurtin’ for a long while
Committing felonies, waiting for the day I catch a trial,
I be on some grungy shit I ain’t even in denial
But when it comes to this, I’ll catch a body then ghost like West Nile
Or begin to roast like the ghost from 8 Mile

[Verse 4: Johnny Blaze]
I’d be lyin’, if I said I wasn’t high man
Was at a prom after-party, last night?
Yeah, sorry,
Still a little flabbergasted
Went from one beer to no beers so in the tub they didn’t last and,
Funny how the world works
You somehow always know somebody who knows somebody, that’s my word
It’s called the six degrees of separation theory
You know somebody because there’s four people in-between you two
That’s six people in total, my point?
The world’s small, or maybe it’s just this city, maybe not so much in, Detroit?
I could draw pictures of stoned clocks on my arm,
Freeze the moment or get rocked by an omen,
Maktub on the wrist?
Ignorance is bliss
Guess you could say I have time on my hands because it was writ
Let us sit, let us unravel
The world is ours now, don’t worry about time travel
Even though your mind rattles
Don’t get caught up in it, like a poké-mon, battle
Splash is useless if you’re not in your environment Magikarp!
And that’s life; Gyarados evolved, this is deep art

29) “Hey Mama”

29) Hey Mama
By: Johnny Blaze

[Hook:]
(Hey Mama), I wanna scream so loud for you, ’cause I’m so proud of you
Let me tell you what I’m about to do, (Hey Mama)
I know I act a fool but, I promise you I’ll graduate from school and,
I appreciate what you allowed for me
I just want you to be proud of me (Hey Mama)

[Verse 1:]
I wanna tell you guys about a friend of mine
This little Salvadorean soldier, she finna hold a sign
I’m finna take y’all back to them older times
I’m finna talk about my Mama if y’all don’t mind
I was only a year old, when you and I lived in Gotera,
Late November or January, I was too young to remember
I waddled around in my diapers and wore Papito’s cowboy hat
The whitest piece of cuajada, not to mention I was fat
You worked late nights and I would stay up on sight
Mama come home so I can run into your arms, just hold me tight
And you would do anything to keep us happy
Gohan and Vegeta; Dragon Ball Z toys?
Not too shabby
And you never put no shame over me
And I love you for that Mama can’t you see?
Four years old, caught you with tears in your eyes
First day of J.K, you left me and I cried, ’cause I hate goodbyes
As you walked away from the classroom door,
I screamed Mama please no, I love you come back, I roared
And now that I’m older, I learned not to hurt no more
And I’mma get you whatever you want, go ahead and explore
See you’re, incredible, unforgettable,
Irreplaceable, lady that likes to troll
A beautiful woman which,
Gave birth to a big headed kid
Heaven sent me an angel, and I thank you

[Hook:]
(Hey Mama), I wanna scream so loud for you, ’cause I’m so proud of you
Let me tell you what I’m about to do, (Hey Mama)
I know I act a fool but, I promise you I’ll graduate from school and,
I appreciate what you allowed for me
I just want you to be proud of me

[Verse 2:]
Mama would say “Dios te esta mirando”
I never took it seriously, my response would be Really! Cuando?
All this time I never understood, why she said that
But now I get it, it’s so that I don’t lose track
Now I feel like there’s things that must be done,
To benefit everyone, including my future son,
I was the lucky one, Kanye could you please,
Sing the original where you say “You, Are So Beautiful To Me”
Mama breathe, you’re the reason I’m so emotionally
Attached to people, always peaceful, not above others ’cause everyone’s equal
Come on Mama just sing wit me
Let the whole world know you’re free
Now when I say Maria, y’all say Pineda
Now everybody sing with me

[Hook:]
(Hey Mama), I wanna scream so loud for you, ’cause I’m so proud of you
Let me tell you what I’m about to do, (Hey Mama)
I know I act a fool but, I promise you I’ll graduate from school and,
I appreciate what you allowed for me
I just want you to be proud of me

[Bridge:]
I guess it all depends though,
If my friends don’t,
-Be there for me I know you always will yo,
It’s Mother’s Day oh, gotta show my Mama why she’s so special (Hey Mama)

[Verse 3:]
Tell your job that you’re quitting soon
Because of your condition you always feeling gloom
I love you to the moon and back, yup that’s a fact
I’mma make you proud Mama I promise you that
A Hip-Hop Journalist, that will be permanent
Tell me I made it no need to pick a favourite
I know it’s Mother’s Day, so I’ll behave
Bless you Mama you taught me how to be brave, so I say (Hey Mama)

[Hook: (with variations)]
(Hey Mama), I wanna scream so loud for you, ’cause I’m so proud of you
Let me tell you what I’m about to do, (Hey Mama)
You know I love your soul and, I’ll never let you go,
Wrote this song just so you know no matter where you go, my love is through you

[Outro:]
My Mama, ma-ma, Mama,
My Mama, ma-ma, Mama,
My Mama, ma-ma, Mama,
My Mama, ma-ma, Mama
My Mama, ma-ma, Mama,
My Mama, ma-ma, Mama,
My Mama, ma-ma, Mama,
My Mama, ma-ma, Mama
My Mama, ma-ma, Mama,
My Mama, ma-ma, Mama,
My Mama, ma-ma, Mama,
My Mama, ma-ma, Mama

I love you Mama