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LEAH BEABOUT
"Beabout It" by Reach, feat. Leah Beabout 2007
Back in the day, the teacher used to say move it or lose it,
and made the students move their seats around cause I was the new kid.
Who knew that later on, I would relate it to music
and think about the powers that be and how they abuse it,
Without the knowledge, Yea, It's kinda hard to follow a movement,
but now I'm focused, eyes open like if I was using toothpicks.
If I spit it, they heard it, they said I'm on some ish,
cause I believe the words "original man" and "god" to be synonomous,
and I'm just bein honest. I'm not the one with the problem, it's the world that gottu adjust!
"Oh here we go again, Yo, Leah - why you care? You white", they say, "Go try and look in the mirror!" But it's clear,
I'm on the next level like gameheads, and no question, best believe the mental, it stay fed.
The newspaper stay red, The color of blood shed is one and the same kid, Life's not a game and it's nothing to play with.
"NeverBroke"
Chorus:
Something always told me in my soul, I was never broke,
Long as I had quarters for the phone, I was never broke,
Even when I thought there wasn't hope, I wouldn't let it go, cause
Something always told me in my soul, I was never broke.
Verse 1:
Broke, but not broken, man if I had a token or a step on the stairs at 42nd street,
I'll stop and represent right there, I didn't care, Cause I could write my album on the train,
I never salivated in vain, I'm never out of the game, Catch me catchin' rek in the rain,
or checkin' for change in the sofa for a soda or gettin' credit for a quarter at the corner,
No time to explain, I'm tryin' to maintain the quota, Like the hole in my jeans, I had the game sewed up,
Yo, You won't achieve waitin' for the day that you blow up,
but I knew the wealth was inside of me, It was myself and I that was drivin' me, so,
I was immune to the bribery, See, You are only broke if you decide to be, KnowwhatImean?
This is still the kind of life I lead.
Verse 2:
Let me take it back like you stole som'n from me, When I had the rabbit ears, but not a playboy bunny,
I got a fakeskin bag and some Monopoly money, And the face ain't all that, They think I'm tryin' to be funny,
So broke I had a barbecue and couldn't spare ribs, Brought up on food that put some hair on your chest,
Now, where can I get me a bargain on a used pair of kicks, I'm a' try to walk the mile in em the other guy did,
Why is fear in fashion, the next thing you know, They have to come out with fake blood-stained clothes,
Remember the bullet holes in jeans? Yo, What's it all mean? I'm tryin' to call the shots on the scene.
and that's why you don't hear me yellin' "Stop" instead of "Go", Cause if I don't try to get my props, I'll never know,
Fresh from the underground like a veg-e-ta-ble, "What? No leather coat?!"
"So. I'm Never Broke!"
Bridge:
I had clothes on my back, and a smile on my face, and a song in my heart,
and Just like then, I choose to see the true value, You won't finish unless you start.
I always knew.
"Don't Give it Away"Verse 1: Why should he be at recess?, When all he DO is play, While you off in detention, Givin' the math away.
And he's roamin' the halls, and takin' half-days,
But you fakin' the hall pass for him, and the signature on sick days, But Hey!
He gotta do his own homework, Cause when he's alone yo, it won't work,
And then he'll be dependant, so, I'll keep the credit and remember I said it...that...
Chorus:
If you let him cheat off you in school, Later on he'll probably cheat ON you too.
If you got brains, then girl,
Don't give it away!
That's your A you studied for, that ain't enough love for both o' y'all.
If you got brains, don't just give 'em away!
Verse 2:
If he's talkin' 'bout Math, it's gotta be the digits,
Geography. That's where he's livin',
History is just the next chick that he's missin',
And Home Economics, don't ask about it,
He's good at science, he knows the birds and the bees,
But when he looks at me, Why he don't get the Chemistry,
I always cover for him when he's not prepared,
But what's he gonna do when she's not there?
He gotta do his own homework, Cause when he's alone yo, it won't work,
And he'll become dependant, so, Keep the credit and remember I said it...that...
Chorus:
Verse 3:
The average man wants Victoria, it ain't no secret, he'd rather have her doubles d's than my double meanings.
Trust me, You don't want busty, Don't you want a girl that knows what stuff means?
Not much in trunk but enough upstairs, Hey sailor, Wanna go? Wanna know what's there?
This is one time you'll be happy she spit,
"What'll you see my lyrics.", but Homie...
"WaterWorks"
Chorus:
I can't turn off the waterworks,
It hurts, Sure, I was soft,
but you were a jerk.
You're not hard,
You're just hard to work with.
And you were hurtin' me on purpose.
Verse 1:
It was the whole thang down the drain,
All I know is that it's hard to explain,
One day we're goin' out on a date,
And the next thing you know,
I'm goin' out of my way.
I thought I was in love, but
you thought I was insane,
I watched it all go to waste,
I wish that I could wash it all away.
Bridge:
Cause its
(Too much), Are you happy now? Satisfied?
(You just), Ruined my life,
I should've known better cause,
(Your kind) is a dime a do-zen,
(Guess I'm) just cryin' for no-thin',
Seems like you like to see me suf-frin',
and I'm havin' trouble,
Tryin' to rise above it,
Verse 2:
Whenever we argue,
He tells me to pipe down,
Or he's gonna give me somethin' to cry about,
It isn't right how, "Mr. Right Now"
went and ripped my little heart right out,
I thought we were both supposed to ride out, (Laugh), Man!
When me and guys fall out,
I cry until my eyes fall out, cause it's
(Bridge
Extra Verse:
There was a side of me that would hide the Chi,
Dumb down with some clown tryin' to ride for free,
You keep your life in the fast lane, I don't wanna be your wife,
I'll keep my own last name, I'd rather be alone than gather stones for your empire,
you wanted to bone, I wanted to build, that killed the fire,
It's a good thing I'll never be tired of my cleverly wired,concieted brain,
You read it, it's bound to sound strange, Boss, you had me lost but now I'm found again.
And I'm a million different people from one day to the next,
I never know what to expect, So let me go or keep it tight like sweater necks
on tutles, You wrecked it on the hurdles, but you killed the plan, You're man spoiled like when the milk curdles,
The silk never wrinkles and its hurtful, that's my word that you'll NOT
be the love that I'm thinking of, I'm sayin' cheers two times and I'm drinking up,
A toast to me boastfully, Cause I'm the only one that gets this close to me.
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"They Already Know"
Verse 1:
How should we say what's already been said?
Forcefeed them their daily bread,
Make them eat their words when they're not even interested.
(Gather evidence they'll never accept)
It's our cross to bare, forgotten there,
They watch but they don't care, and we're Left for Dead.
(No Family, No Friends, and No Defense)
...
The truth isn't proof enough for you,
so what's the sense in tellin' it?
Chorus:
They already know, They already know,
It's so very clear, that everybody knows what goes on in here.
They already know. They already know.
Everybody knows
Verse 2:
When the curtain falls, and the bars close,
And the lights go down.
(A young voice cries out loud)
They think that he's so naive.
They tell him, "Slow Down, Get used to it!"
(This is your home now)
Out of sight and out of mind, but never out of time,
(Hour by hour is how we live our lives)
...
We wait for letters won't arrive...
And it's so cold on the inside...
Chorus
Bridge:
They say they never heard it.
They say they never seen it.
They turn away. (It's too convenient)
I DON'T BELIEVE IT!
Adlib:
But you know and I know
and you know that I know that you know
I know you know it's goin' on.
"My Favorite Things (Hip Hop Style)"
set to the tune of the Julie Andrews song in the classic film 'The Sound of Music'
Mixtapes ad Milk crates , and cornbraids and spittin',
B.K. and P.J.'s and D.J.'s and mixin',
Freestylin', Wilin out, and faty-laced shoe strings.
These are a few of my favorite things.
B-Girls and windmills, Brazil, and Capoiera,
Backspins and actresses without mascara,
I'm Leah Beabout, I rap and I sing,
And these are a few of my favorite things,
When you're on the grind without the shine,
And you're feeling wack,
Then you can think of your favorite things,
You can bring on back,
Grafiti and cans that don't jam when you spray em',
Them things that some mc's mean when they say em'
A kangol, some bangles ad my name on a ring,
These are a few of my favorite things,
The last can of tuna, Grand Puba and Pumas,
It's fresh to death when you do this for music,
No shame in my game, that's the way that I swing,
And these are a few of my favorite things,
Backseats of taxis and cabbies with accent,
Put on their breaks for some breakers that catch wreck,
Right there in Times Square, they do the damn thing,
And these are a few of my favorite things.