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Lucky 13

by Damon X

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1.
Tell me can you lend a quarter Can you lend the boy a quarter Copped another ticket I ain’t staying on this corner Tell me can you lend a quarter Cuz I’m running outta chances and my patience getting shorter Just a penny! Can you lend a fucking penny? Your two cents is too many I been tryna turn this rain slowly falling to confetti Waiting praying on this opportunity And now it’s here, ima take it now I’m ready! Ready Ready Ready I been running into people from my past Hit the chit chat small talk catch up then they ask “Whatchu got going on now? How you being” I replied busy rapping and I’m singing Then the place got quiet They ain’t say but they thinking like God Damn Nigga is you outta ya mind Is you outta ya mind Is you outta ya mind Is you outta ya mind Is you outta ya mind Is you outta ya mind And I be like Maybe Ain’t afraid of looking crazy And I know I hit your spirit If I said it you related I ain’t never met a sane muthafucka who done made it In the world of long nights Flashing lights and entertainment If I got it young nigga ima go up and attain it Unless you Knucking up I could give a fuck about your weigh in Cuz it sure is a gamble But I sure ain’t playing Like nigga Listen If you want it go and get it Cuz you can’t afford to rest up on the fence up like a picket If this shit is a lottery I got the winning ticket And I’m scratching Off
2.
Gullah when I pull up Young bull all about a come up If I gotta have a dream, I'ma take to extreme I'ma make it by the ballot or the bullet This my Birth of the Cool Langston: word it like Hughes Anxious, I'ma hit the bank with, 41 acres, dirt and a mule Cuz we Earned in dues If you had listened you heard it in blues Make it no matter your shade if we talk about race So I cannot be worried ‘bout hues I would caution y’all I’m an invisible man so if I go off, yah eyes watching god Gotta get up stand up Bitch if we free, I'ma take a knee Ima replace the anthem Look in my eyes, its greatness Put me under pressure you would think ima cave in Put me under pressure you gon test my patience Talk about a come up we the great migration Look in my eyes, its greatness Put me under pressure you would think ima cave in Put me under pressure you gon test my patience Talk about a come up we the great migration Child of an exodus Who am I not to expect a risk Do or die, everyday sentiment So I can’t afford a bad attempt Not me I'ma do us Right now they are clueless Top 3 and I’m ruthless And my granny from a town where they founded the Ku Klux Ain’t nobody gonna rule us I was talented tenth before ten So you never had chance with you pen When you dealing with cops record them Cuz we coming from hood the poor end And we getting up out like Jordan I am coming for crown of boom bap So I pick up my shoes with boot straps And the music infused with new jazz And I’m taking your loot we shoot craps And I’m leading a coup with cool cats Look in my eyes, its greatness Put me under pressure you would think ima cave in Put me under pressure you gon test my patience Talk about a come up we the great migration Look in my eyes, its greatness Put me under pressure you would think ima cave in Put me under pressure you gon test my patience Talk about a come up we the great migration They wanna use us like props My soul ain’t one to be bought It’s deep hidden in our blood I can feel it in one drop! Let my hair grow to the top They wanted Jim Crow but I’m not I could never trust the police And I can’t share no crops! Look in my eyes, its greatness Put me under pressure you would think ima cave in Put me under pressure you gon test my patience Talk about a come up we the great migration Look in my eyes, its greatness Put me under pressure you would think ima cave in Put me under pressure you gon test my patience Talk about a come up we the great migration
3.
One plus one: snake eyes One by one baby Day by day even more tries Say I'll stay Give it more time More time More time (Ooh) Say I'll stay Give it more time More time One plus one: snake eyes One by one baby Day by day even more tries Say I'll stay Give you more time More time More time (Ooh) Say I'll stay Give you more time More time Baby Maybe we bust I never been one to look at someone and then develop deep trust I give you all my free time and now I see I’m just never enough You keep me boa constricted new definition of being cuffed How many times can we roll Stuck in a life that we chose How many lies have we told I cannot continue because when I lift you up I feel low And if only I could show you and give you some clue that I’m feeling less than I tried to tell you before You heard me like you were deafened I seem to overlook these develop amnesia as soon as we sexing I need you ‘round and it hurt indeed you’re always my best friend We ain’t Solid Far from the flawless But when you need relief and time to breathe Look for me you can find solace Solid I still can’t call it We gon both pay the price, knowing vice Roll the dice I’m all in One plus one: snake eyes One by one baby Day by day even more tries Say I'll stay Give it more time More time More time (Ooh) Say I'll stay Give it more time More time One plus one: snake eyes One by one baby Day by day even more tries Say I'll stay Give you more time More time More time (Ooh) Say I'll stay Give you more time More time Speak Truthfully do you copy? Truthfully you move sloppy Truthfully you left your phone outside still locked with the passcode We both know that couldnt stop me Stupid me thought you got me Truthfully you got bodies Suitably like autopsies Truthfully you got a girl at home But you rather be running through all the 'nani And I I’m so shocked How could you deceive cuz I know not Do you wanna leave don’t lie don’t cap Tell me what you need that I don’t got Say something You don’t ever talk And how is it that you cheated And I feel like it’s my fault And if only I could show you and give you some clue that I’m feeling less than You always put yourself first I’m always left here in second I seem to overlook these Develop amnesia as soon as we sexing I need you ‘round and it hurt Cuz indeed you’re always my best friend We ain’t Solid Far from the flawless But when you need relief and time to breathe Look for me you can find solace Solid I still can’t call it We gon both pay the price, knowing vice Roll the dice I’m all in One plus one: snake eyes One by one baby Day by day even more tries Say I'll stay Give it more time More time More time (Ooh) Say I'll stay Give it more time More time One plus one: snake eyes One by one baby Day by day even more tries Say I'll stay Give you more time More time More time (Ooh) Say I'll stay Give you more time More time
4.
The Pressure 03:12
Born to break, every rule Will I make, heaven too? Resonate, keep it true Generate revenue All the pain, they never knew Will I stay, resolute? I hesitate, the pressure to Generate revenue Born to break, every rule Will I make, heaven too? Resonate, keep it true Generate revenue All the pain, they never knew Will I stay, resolute? I hesitate, the pressure to Generate revenue Feed me a check Lord don’t leave me in debt Nothing can keep me in check I need me a net Gain, and we need respect Only thing we keep in death Cuz we be reject-ed Like a defect Fuck it dawg whatchu expect And we be deject-ed Keep a deep breath Niggas know we ain’t free yet My niggas we said Lack of a dollar we dread If we don’t see green we see red I needed the bed Lord I needed the rest But fuck it I'd rather be fed Ceally I’m fed Up I’ve given my sweat in addition of tearing I bled So fuck what he said If you ain’t got shit and you starving Of course it gon get to your head Born to break, every rule Will I make, heaven too? Resonate, keep it true Generate revenue All the pain, they never knew Will I stay, resolute? I hesitate, the pressure to Generate revenue I’m tired of looking at shit that I never had Feeling the pressure add I rather be dead than to let all you peasants laugh Make it my epitaph Gotta see a come up working on Sundays Nigga where heaven at? Cuz most of the time we been going down one way Like driving on 7th ave The fuck do you know about hustle, ‘til your vision turn into tunnel It’s knowing the shit that you built And knowing that it could all crumble The struggle They tell me they feel me Honestly nigga you’ll never I’m the first in my family to be what I can be The fuck do you know about pressure? The pressure Born to break, every rule Will I make, heaven too? Resonate, keep it true Generate revenue All the pain, they never knew Will I stay, resolute? I hesitate, the pressure to Generate revenue Born to break, every rule Will I make, heaven too? Resonate, keep it true Generate revenue All the pain, they never knew Will I stay, resolute? I hesitate, the pressure to Generate revenue
5.
And don’t waste my time with that bullshit Keep all that sympathy I might not have much but at least I got my dignity Cuz when it’s all said and done it’s kept until infinity And we all got a past I just chose to tell mine differently See typically I’m just suspicious see I’m keeping to my solo I do that shit deliberately That’s the part they don’t know It’s critical I keep myself and presence at invisible I figure people show they true selfs with the minimal Well that’s the principle Excuse the cynicism I been thinking bout my older brother Damn I really miss him Tryna catch a fortune off these lyrics that I’ve written Like these fucking songs I make could hope to bust him out of prison Like maybe if I get on The judge would see he did wrong And let my brother slide just because I got a hit song Well Wishful thinking I got cousins who tell me we linking I gotta lift up as I climb cuz I know that we sinking Especially cuz every time I visit Broward The feeling I’m turning sour Lost connections like no router but How can I save them Knowing what is fated I been struggling and fighting trauma set in generations And I been scared to have a wee child meanwhile Cuz raising infants reminiscent of a freestyle Cuz it’s off the top Ain’t no chance to pause to the shit or stop I’ll be damned if another nigga raise while I’m not But there’s the paradox Dunno if it’s fair or not Them kids inherit all that baggage that their fucked up parents got And that’s anxiety, gotta build my dynasty And shelter all my children from the demons build up inside of me But that’s another convo Another setting Just as long as yah know I’m laid up in my bedding The essence of my adolescence is constantly pressing Running from myself, lord knows where I’m heading So let that set in Tryna make it happen mane Feed up off in this rapper game They just can’t remain the same Tryna keep from going insane Tryna keep from going insane Tryna make it happen mane Feed up off in this rapper game They just can’t remain the same Tryna keep from going insane Tryna keep from going insane Last night I had a convo with my father The topics of shit we brought up Its deeper than what you thought of Like trauma And how it facilitate family drama Cuz although it may be painful to work it out but we gotta I'ma Pay the homage I gotta Help my dad and my momma Cuz when you writing your wrongs, it’s only bout whatchu author And whatchu offer I met my father's father He took us East to Gulf Stream Park In hopes that we could prosper For my gramm an’em; They love they gamblin’ I guess it runs up in the family, I feel I’m bound to win And that’s the painful shit, to know your pain and shit To know your opportunities they never really either came or went I need to do it, need to make it and pursue my music I need believe in any reason that my dream ain’t stupid But I don’t know I’m just a nigga recording the session Running from myself, lord knows where I’m heading Maybe a dead end Tryna make it happen mane Feed up off in this rapper game They just can’t remain the same Tryna keep from going insane Tryna keep from going insane Tryna make it happen mane Feed up off in this rapper game They just can’t remain the same Tryna keep from going insane Tryna keep from going insane Keep on fucking running Gotta keep on fucking pushing Gotta keep on fucking running I don't care 'bout how it's looking Keep on fucking running Gotta keep on fucking pushing Gotta keep on fucking running I don't care 'bout how it's looking, nah That’s another convo Another setting Just as long as yah know I’m laid up in my bedding The essence of my adolescence is constantly pressing Running from myself, lord knows where I’m heading (Uh) Maybe a dead end, huh
6.
Nobody Nobody Nobody Nobody Nobody Nobody Nobody, yeah Nobody Nobody Give a fuck about your fuckin dream Give a fuck about the shit you seen Give a fuck about the sleep you lost They thinking about how much you cost They lower your value, writing you off Nobody ('Body) ('Body) ('Body) Give a fuck about how bad you say you want it Give a fuck how much you say you on it Give a fuck about your wasted promise Ain't no chances, ain’t no solace Here is where you are veering haunted Cuz you’ll always be Nobody Nobody Nobody Nobody Nobody, yeah Nobody Then you’ll never need Nobody Nobody Nobody Nobody Nobody Nobody Nobody, yeah Nobody How many Times I been wrote off (Wrote off) So far (So far) That’s the type of shit to keep you stranded on the sofa (Sofa) Similar type of shit keep you competing on that low bar (Low bar) The type of shit to make you zip your lip and bite your boca That’s that “Who am I kidding? Fuck it dawg who am I kidding? I wanted to dream but I’m keeping it hidden I’m choking it out and I’m bidding good riddance The vision Resemble a raisin’a trapped in the sun All the belief is depleting The trouble is keeping the faith in that you are the one Any victorious never that glorious Only can only can argue the morals you won And those who bankrupt have only done only done came up You finally recognize you were the bum As it seems Lowered self esteem will make you scream Cuz nobody gave a fuck about your dream And you’ll always be no-muthafuckin-body Nobody Nobody Nobody Nobody Nobody, yeah Nobody Then you’ll never need Nobody Nobody Nobody Nobody Nobody Nobody Nobody, yeah Nobody
7.
Friends 03:16
They the mirror that you need If blood is thicker than the water they gon wash the bleed Keep your circle to a few A couple years’ll pass still that shit ain’t really grew You turn an “I” into a “we” You’ll never be a champion without the fucking team They the family you choose That’s why it, hurt, more, with friends that you lose I ain’t got many Only time you hit my line is when you pop henny Know you waiting on the time when I can cop many And currently your nigga really only got pennies so That line of communication is weak Authentic is on skeptic a friendship is what I need Prospective on if I’ll get it The credit is looking bleak If I sent the first text I guess we don’t speak Until you need me, easy Then the typing fingers moving speedy, really Kind of like Gonzalez on the TV, TV How come when we speak it’s only briefly, briefly Unless I get it popping Then a periodic nigga turn into an often I mean it’s not like I can really say it’s shocking I mean I’m on the up and up and I can see you watching, plotting Then you get to acting like a real amigo Saying all that shit to fucking fill my ego You acting like you crafty, listen nigga we know When you looking at me, nigga, do you see a c-note When I blow up you expect shit That ain’t friendship nigga that’s investment But I keep you on my team What the fuck do that say about me And please don’t lie ‘Least keep it hundred don’t lie If your niggas really with you then your niggas gon ride, don’t lie ‘Least keep it hundred don’t lie ‘Least if you honest ima be all right And no lie I could give a fuck about a niggas co-sign Rather be all by myself instead of collide Least if we friend it or we end it i'ma be alright I’m wanting more, anxious at the opportunity for what’s in store Tired of the fluency existing living poor I been working on myself and now I see the open doors Fruits of my labor, roots of my haters So intertwined in truth it’s like nature You see the mindset I try to escape I need to be the master of my mindstate And what the fuck you talking about is in your reply I communicate elucidate feelings that I describe What’s the point I wanna think about realer shit you decline Cuz you wanna hit the club and you say that I’m killing vibes, killing vibes Well pardon me I’ll be skipping dripping and tripping on wannabees I rather find a way to convey some autonomy I cant afford to wallow in shallow and non belief and honestly I find it pathetic, I hear your words and I let it Get to me and so truthfully I just wish I could dead it Our friendship ain't never healthy and it's in need of a medic I’m just better off without you in my life there I said it! When I blow up you expect shit That ain’t friendship nigga that’s an investment But I keep you on my team What the fuck do that say about me? And please don’t lie ‘Least keep it hundred don’t lie If your niggas really with you then your niggas gon ride, don’t lie ‘Least keep it hundred don’t lie ‘Least if you honest ima be all right And no lie I could give a fuck about a niggas co-sign Rather be all by myself instead of collide Least if we friend it or we end it i'ma be alright
8.
I’m going to work today, it hurts the way Niggas got the nerve to say That they gonna be a Buffett when the verse get laid Screaming money is motive we regurgitate Got an Aunty getting older she deserve to grey But we working til we buried in a urn a grave I was putting in a shift when it occurred to me I’m the last to get a check but I’m the first, first to pay Money so expensive, we can’t even pay attention So focused on a money grab, that, you the president’s apprentice And what’s the message to the children That you better be the villain What’s the cost to make a billion Fucking right you made a killing (Killed em...) In grade school I learned about the ku klux crew Round the same time I learned my two plus twos But when it came to oppression it wasn’t too much new So now I’m stuck here asking “really who fucks who” To undo The cycle killing my people Is it the rifles Is it a system Is it the sickness Is it the prisons Is it the Bible So far I narrowed it down Especially if you are black and you brown Nigga you better be paying attention Ironic line, listen up now The system that we keep building, capitalism I’m thinking we called it It’s keeping my folks in the streets And keeping them outta the college For dollars Niggas been hanging from money trees looking for profits If the wealthy are having the benefit what makes you think that they ever would stop it If money is the root of evil, then what about the richest people Not having a budget is bullshit, not having a ducket is lethal If I still can’t afford shit You’ll prolly ignore this Nobody wanna hear that shit when hip hop make the Hip hop make the Forbes list Wealth gap is enormous Devil in a green dress, oou she looking gorgeous We ain’t really mean it, mo' money mo' problems I don’t need to be rich I just need some fortune Fortune Fortune Fortune Wealth gap is enormous Devil in a green dress, oou she looking gorgeous We ain’t really mean it, mo' money mo' problems I don’t need to be rich, I just need a portion Portion Portion
9.
KnukkoHead 03:30
Goddamn, ask em who I am Bring the boy a penny I could turn it to a grand Bring your BM to me I could turn her to a fan Like the way it’s looking I be cooking with the pan Goddamn, ask em who I am Bring the boy a penny I could turn it to a grand Bring your BM to me I could turn her to a fan Like the way it’s looking I be cooking with the pan Switch up the gear, uh, summon my alias, let him appear uh Ain’t no more fear! Uh, this is my decade not only my year Niggas all want my style but they won’t call foul that much is clear If y’all want my pedigree, copy recipe, grab a pencil dear Take a quarter black Bahamas, then you mix it with some negro From the dirty southern, family dungeon like it’s CeeLo Let him grow up in the lab, white coats in the back, with no placebo Now what the fuck you got, a sick ass nigga that is me, hoe Highkey, ain’t a nigga like me, did it on wax and I did it at the ivy And I got a lot more, up in the psyche, and I’m in the top 4 but I’m not IV And I’m not at the très or the dos, but I gotta odee lace in the dose Yah niggas on codeine, taking it slow Running on no speed play with your nose That is the only way you could keep up Gather your homies and try to team up Give you the pick of the time and the place and I promise your OG can’t even speak up Like cricket Step aside: pivot It’s on sight, if you bout that shit than I’m with it I'm with it I'm with it I'm I don’t walk shit back, I’m on your spine Knukkohead gon say it you play it and press rewind Go com-plain like “Damon you crossed the line” Doing like I should: I’m taking what should be mine Goddamn, ask em who I am Bring the boy a penny I could turn it to a grand Bring your BM to me I could turn her to a fan Like the way it’s looking I be cooking with the pan Goddamn, ask em who I am Bring the boy a penny I could turn it to a grand Bring your BM to me I could turn her to a fan Like the way it’s looking I be cooking with the pan A king run shit but a king don’t run It’ll be that way til it’s kingdom come You a pawn piece nigga but your queen want some We fucking all night til a king gon come Then it’s check mate, bow down to the sensei, kill them all then I get paid Murder you rappers still never catch case, refer to the death rate screaming Leng em down Leng em down Leng em down Bitch I’m talking say no more the I’m aiming more until the gossip shot up Blood get cough up I got game in store until it ain’t no pop up Target, counterfeit artist, turn em into body, rolled up in a carpet Taking your brands, taking your market Organs or fans, both I harvest It’s murder when I write a verse (facts) Put me on record it’s arson (facts) Feeding your body to worms (facts) You were so good for the garden And it’s cream it’s corn on the cob Either they give us the shit or get robbed Maybe you give it and show me you with it But either way nigga it’s over for yah Past my patience I ain’t laugh adjacent If I bring out knukkohead I put yall in the pavement The pavement The pavement Don’t walk shit back, I’m trampling on your spine Knukkohead gon say it you play it and press rewind Go com-plain like “Damon you crossed the line” Doing like I should: I’m taking what should be mine Bounce
10.
Post Tuh 04:12
Like I’m post tuh Like I’m post tuh Like I’m post tuh Like I’m post tuh Typically private, it’s quiet the way I guide it How do I describe it, hard to find I’m never hiding Rough surrounding diamond, I’m struggling in this climate Cuz it all depends how many following or subscribing and I’m asking question, navigating my profession Like if I’m getting likes is tat truly your real affection Or maybe it’s a ploy we enjoy in midst of deception Cuz Sometimes I’d rather trade the networking for real connection I guess it’s business the source of this fuckin friction I figured if my music would bump, you found and listened And that’s the way it’s meant to be sharing by sound or rhythm So I cannot see my music determined by algorithm And I’ll quit the bitching, debating if it’s computing Maybe it’s mind that I’m speaking that gets me muted Get the app rebooted, I really shouldn’t pursue it Even though I’m going through it, on social you never knew it Like I’m post tuh So I’m post tuh Like I’m post tuh So I’m post tuh Post tuh Post tuh Aye don’t cry, hey oh no We ain’t gotta worry bout the choice of our words We ain’t gotta worry how they take our tone And we ain’t gotta worry how our voice get heard Don’t cry, hey oh no Cuz we ain’t gotta worry bout the choice of our words We ain’t gotta worry how they take our tone And we ain’t gotta worry how our voice get heard Don’t cry And lately, I been having a lot of trouble sleeping The pressure to go off or, right off the deep end The thoughts I got are locked I chalk the stop right up the defense Sometimes I wanna post but then I ghost I block the tweeting I’m peeping, I share my life with folks I barely speak To, I get the views, you saw me grew all through ya screen I type the draft then did the math, decide to press delete Because I’ve never been the one to give my thoughts right up for free My property my intellect, I’ll sacrifice a limb protect Any fucking thing I choose to put up on the internet I chose a song, I grow up a pro with cons I show up then I go up, don’t co-op the shit I’m on Hold up I’ll slow up disclosure it’s simple umm You needed quotes and I spoke up we kindled bond I wrote for roamers and loners, no middle mon So I got to be the goat with the notebook I scribble on I know agreement, I flow and you go and stream it Pick apart my body of work like orthopedics And if the words escaping my throat, I surely mean it Cuz the truth is in my DNA sewn up in double helix No need for bluffing, in honest I be reluctant cuz I got an older brother with criticism constructive He said “it’s hella niggas that want it, that shits abundant So what really makes you think that you on your way or got something” I took a moment I knew that he wasn’t judging But I needed him to know I wasn’t doing this shit for nothing So maybe it’s a part of the nigga that I’m becoming Cuz look even if nobody is with me I trust my substance Like I’m post tuh So I’m post tuh And like I’m post tuh So I’m post tuh Aye don’t cry, hey oh no Cuz we ain’t gotta worry bout the choice of our words We ain’t gotta worry how they take our tone And we ain’t gotta worry how our voice get heard Aye don’t cry, hey oh no Cuz we ain’t gotta worry bout the choice of our words We ain’t gotta worry how they take our tone And we ain’t gotta worry how our voice get heard Don’t cry Don’t cry Don’t cry
11.
I can’t afford to let my head down Lately I been feeling stressed out Now I got it figured everybody is my friend now Swear down they my friend now Wasn’t long ago they looked down on me like a let down Can’t afford to let my head down Walking how I’m talking promenading with my chest out Yeah yeah I’m a threat now Looking at my competition like it ain’t no sweat now! Blackest star Working twice as hard to get me half as far I know you sympathetic cuz we always are And I let you know what time it is like Audemar Unapologetic never pardon moi I’m fluent since I flew in into Charles de Gaulle So if you wonder where I place in categor' The proof is empiric that’s what the graph is for Axis Label for the time X-axis On the Y label see defined as the status And if you looking you could clearly see the fucking fact is My trajectory is on the pinnacle, the pinnacle of rapping I can’t live my life by other people’s satisfaction That ain’t never worth it, it just service as a distraction Best to keep it muted, only view it with a caption Only shit that’s speaking louder than the words is my action, dawg I can’t afford to let my head down Lately I been feeling stressed out Now I got it figured everybody is my friend now They swear down they my friend now Wasn’t long ago they looked down on me like a letdown Took a moment let my dreads down Walking how I’m talking promenading with my chest out Yeah yeah I’m a threat now Looking at my competition like it ain’t no- Don't push me, I'm too close to Cutting these niggas heads off They slowed down and I sped off Sleeping cuz they dead dawg Thank you for attending my ted talk (welcome) Let em dose off, fake blacking like Rachel Dolezal You can't treat me like no hoe, dawg Nigga go off I'm what Hov was talking about with the Apple Jacks Going back to back Blank qui quoi flukes like a Shaq attack No need for clapping back So we roll, we letting these cappers cap From birds off, ain't got a knack for that I just make them aware there's an app for that If you not jacking that Lets just compare the statements after tax I can’t afford to let my head down Lately I been feeling stressed out Now I got it figured everybody is my friend now They swear down they my friend now Wasn’t long ago they looked down on me like a letdown Took a moment let my dreads down Walking how I’m talking promenading with my chest out Yeah yeah I’m a threat now Looking at my competition like it ain’t no Sweat Niggas know I’m coming, they don’t really know what to expect I done heard too many niggas only rapping for the check Y’all don’t understand The value of the shit that I protect Cuz I don’t know what y’all would do but I would die for my respect - ahn At they neck, cut the tension Only time I see the best is looking in reflection If I ever lost a thing I never lost a lesson Put your wager right on Damon I’m the one to bet on And I Said that you could call on me You could bet it all on me And I Said that you could call on me Promise you could put it all on me And I Said that you could call on me You could bet it all on me And I Said that you could call on me Promise you could put it all on me
12.
What do you want What do you need Do you want a lot Who you wanna be What do you want What do you need Do you want a lot Who you wanna be If I gave myself to the world, would I see return If I profit from being honest, would you admit that it was well earned I been guarded, know that you saw it, gold is my content, keep it held firm My deposit, call that my promise, all that I want it, keep your concerns If I told you all the shit I been through The things I did the shit I didn’t do You’d probably think that it’s akin to A fiction, you wouldn’t e’en begin to Believe it, wouldn’t believe it You’d probably call me conceited Of having my cake and wan eat it Of falling asleep too much dreaming But that’s the thing about dreaming though What they say is deceiving Ain’t nobody ever tell you what it takes from you to achieve it Everybody wanna spread the hate or speculate pretending that it’s easy Tell me what I have to go through just I could show you that I’m serious I wanted to keep from my life sold They looking at me like I’m ice cold I’m looking to be the God MC Never wanted to feel like I might fold Cuz it’s Depressing life, it’s stressful right? I haven’t even slept at night I then decide, everything intensifies I kept inside, with everything against my pride But I’m done doing that I’m proving that, through every 5AM night I ain’t out to prove nobody wrong I just prefer to prove myself right I want it all What do you want What do you need Do you want a lot Who you wanna be, I said What do you want What do you need I want it all And I need to be me And I need to be free And I wanna be seen Come C-O-double R-E-C-T This our EP so I R-E-P For the government assisted, EBTs When I run up with the fitness Taking on the business, my beginning was modest My greatest ambition, they gon have to witness I promise always keep it honest Cuz I I need a way, I need a play to pay back all of my people I need a way, I need to say at least I have my all And either way, my dream remains simply I need to I need a way I need a way I need a way I WANT IT (All) I want it all And I need to be me I said What do you want What do you need And for these bars I pray they leave I pray that they make it outta Yonkers Pray that they make it outta Bronx’s Pray they make it all the way to Compton I don’t need to pop, I don’t wanna be forgotten Cuz regardless If my shit don’t break I don’t ever wanna flake on my promise So let the game shake me, hope that it’ll make me A man way better than I started Want it all
13.
Last Word 03:16
At the age of 17 I’m well aware of my mortality All it’d take is a cop shot - fatality 19 stayed the same, bury me a hashtag don’t forget my name 21 I tried to run away from self to stop the pain Quickly realized I couldn’t and I shouldn’t breathe in vain By 25 that CNN predict I wouldn’t live to see it So if this is my last word my nigga then so be it So be it So be it So if this is my last word my nigga then so be it So be it So be it So if this is my last word Just know that at sometimes my path swerved My feet on grass firm And if I never had shit at least I had nerve Cuz if my destiny arrives, if I should meet my demise Don’t have nobody at my funeral just telling lies I was - conflicted Walking contradiction So when the dust is settled know a rebel went the distance If I’m really through with livin', body cold and start to stiffen I don’t want no flowers at my grave just pop my tape and listen If I’m outta my time, cut down right in my prime Tell my people don’t you miss me I’ll be in the skyline, got No time to lose, got bigger better pursuits And if you never filled my shoes, don’t tell me what you would do Cuz at the age of 17 I’m well aware of my mortality All it’d take is a cop shot - fatality 19 stayed the same, bury me a hashtag don’t forget my name 21 I tried to run away from self to stop the pain Quickly realized I couldn’t and I shouldn’t breathe in vain By 25 that CNN predict I wouldn’t live to see it So if this is my last word my nigga then so be it So be it So be it And if this is my last word my nigga then so be it So be it So be it So if this is my last word If indeed this is my last thought, let it be a black thought May the final words that leave me speak up for the have nots Speak up for my people that are chained up like a padlock Know that I ain’t never fucking change up for the jackpot And I Like many men, got no love the cops or the minutemen Don’t care if it offend How many times will we see it again End up in the ground or court, even if it’s not my fault They hunt us down, target us like a sport, so we know life too short So it’s Touchy Know they can’t judge me Cuz really at the minimal, the end of all I know they can’t crush me Subject Touchy No they can’t judge me 25 on the 13th hope I’m lucky, oh lord Lucky 13

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Rest In Peace Uncle Charles

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released March 13, 2020

Executive Producer: Damon Xavier
Mixing/Mastering Engineers: Don L, Roctimus Prime
Visual Branding: Malakai Z. Hart, Malik Thompson
Contact March On Records: marchonrecords@gmail.com

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Damon X New York, New York

Hailing from Yonkers, New York, Damon X couples his songwriting, rapping, and singing skills with a sociological lens in creating music. Much of his approach to songwriting focuses on themes such as race, class, life, death, love, and loss. The point is not just to make art; it's to make art just. ... more

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