1. |
Planet Earth
01:20
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Aww man, is that Da Grant?
Man that looks like Pajama Sam man
Oh boy, know what happen when they get together...
V1- Ooohhh I just be moving like a muhfucka
Them shits is aaaight
but I like that other color
It ain't no secret its just none of your business
Getting paper like that loose leaf
Brother watch how I rip this
Me and Chase chasing the big skrill
PJ/DG
You know that's a big deal
Straight from the dirt where we putting in the work
(Hello from the children of planet earth)
That's right I just be moving like a muhfucka
I mean them shits is aaaight
But I like that other color
Dont worry bout what I got
Go focus on another
I don’t care about you you you or your brother
Cause it’s 25 time
No time to recline
No trying just doing
Expectations get ruined
Another year around the Sun
That’s cool, cause there’s more work to be done
You fools
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2. |
Hip Hype
01:56
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V1- Pajama Sam ready rock steady
Rock with what I like
Not what the telle tells me
Rock you like Dwayne or a pair of Pelle Pelle
Pajama Man stay on them racks like Perry Ellis
Most emcees trippin
Yeah they slippin
What I’m dippin to
I’ll tell you
The what?
The tight sounds
Squawking all loud
Player please pipe down
Listen to the man he be doing this right now
Cause I’m known to be the master in the hip hop field
23 was a test
25 I get ill
I got the stamina juice
Go rock your Canada goose
I be the reason for the freezing
And the avalanche too
I heard it’s seasoned if ya sneezing
So I kick it at you
And I split the scene oh so "inconspicable"
No trace
Slapped in the face with the bass
A stack of cash in a fanny pack
Side of the waist
Cause im flosing
Dont you know I do this often?
Rocking stereos from Tokyo to Austin
everybody rock with the kid? Why? He’s awesome
Wearing something expensive
Wonder how much it cost him?
Some boss shit
It's nothing you can tell me boy
The coolest kid in the school plus the place im employed
You focused on your instincts
Well yo your instincts stink
Instead just sink into this rhythm like some paper and ink
And yes I ring in the ears like ra ding ding DING
Aye yo son give me some room when im doing my thing because
Chorus: I rock hip hop not hip hype
Y'all brothers wack, y'all need to hop off of the pipe
I'm doing it cause I wanna, not doing it cause you like...
Well alright, just know that
It's just that, I rock hip hop not hip hype
I'm not new to this been true to this for all of my life
You brothers all wack and need to hop off off the pipe..
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4. |
Funk Fakin'
02:04
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Chorus x2: If you fake the funk
Then you can’t hit my blunt
If you fake the funk
Then you can’t hit my blunt
At this party
And I’m smokin
Fiends be looking, and they hoping
That I come though with the notion
To take my blunt put it in motion
V1 Pity Pity Pity
Cats wack wack wack
Stepping up in my face
Sir please step back
I came to this party to have a good time
Not pass around my trees
Cats waiting in line
Yo they can Keep on waitin
They keep on hatin
Stepping up to Pajama
Imma keep on skating, past
This brotha walking up with cream corn on his lips like
“Damn that smell good, yo can I get a hit”
No (you nigga)
EASE BACK
I’m bout to freak out
Or heart attack
You telling me no one in this mug got some trees?
And I got risk catchin like some kinda disease?
What??
what T Pain say?
“IM GOOD”
Must be something in the water this side of the hood
It’s a new year
My resolution? I’m done.
Bumping new tracks from 1971
..for fun
(PJ GOT THE TREES)
YEAH THIS GO OUT TO EVERYBODY THAT BE AT THE PARTIES
OUTSIDE THE CONCERTS
OUTSIDE THE SHOWS
TRYIN TO COME UP TO ME
I DONT KNOW YOU DAWG
BACK UP FAM
YOU TRYING TO SNEAK YOUR WAY IN THE CIRCLE
MAN IF YOU DONT MOVE AROUND WITH ALL THAT MAN
IT'S 25 TIME, WE DONT HAVE TIME FOR ALL THAT NO MORE
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5. |
Move 2 the Motion
02:11
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6. |
Ramen (ft. Nahte Renmus)
01:54
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Top Ramen
V1- It’s been a long time
Shouldn’t have left you
Without a bowl of ramen to bless you
I had a long day
Just got out of work
Don’t make crazy papes
Cause I work for a jerk
What you gonna eat?
(Just eat the ramen)
What I’m gonna eat?
(Just eat the ramen)
Just got out a show
Who the kid top rhymin?
No Money in the bank
What I’m eating?
Top Ramen
It’s Such an inexpensive delicacy
And if you hate it
I don’t give a fuck like celibacy
Cause I can get real fancy if I wanna be
Throwing in leftovers and a stock of celery
What about some garlic
Heard that’s shit make you sharp
Look inside my bowl
Brotha this a work of art
Can’t touch it
Brotha it’s too hot
Let it chill for a sec
You just took it out the pot
*cookin ramen*
*Nahte jargon')
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7. |
OK BOOM (ft. The Jahz)
01:49
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V1- Ok boom
Here we go
Yo I can move fast or move slow
Do we have room for hate?
No.
Some shake your hand but
(This is called the show)
It’s new to you but I seen that before
A clean vintage tee when I walk out the door
I’m pulling up to Sig’s grabbing dollar bin digs
Feelin like Busta Rhymes mane
“Gimmie some mo’”
V2- (The Jahz)
V3- Yo I heard you got bars like old gates
So stop talkin crap and grab some Colgate
Irritate
Yeah, that’s what you be doing
Eradicate
Whatever you be pursuing
Cause PJ is a shoo in
You come through and they shooin’
YOU! Yes you and your whole dang crew
(I mean you was raising the fist, what does the fist mean?)
Tell me what you want to do
My words Bond like James
But this ain’t impossible
I see in HD
But I don’t smoke 4Ks
Just the ol Dutch wrap or the white owl thangs
Cause Boys he stay reigning
Ain’t a thang changing
Drop it
I can make ya say yeah
No Usher Raymond
Nah I ain’t competing
This here merely entertainment
Nah I ain’t complaining
Or playing games at my station
But if I x the box
Guaranteed you get the halo
I don’t play no games tho
And you follow my say so
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8. |
Run Up (ft. King Judah)
02:29
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*things King Judah would say*
V2- Yeah they jamming us in
The tape decks that is
Cause me and Judah shoot the unground basement hits
Run up a check check check
I guess it’s more of a marathon
Either way it goes I get respect-spect-spect
Get it?
Word to the Wu
Protect your neck neck neck
Cause uh
I tend to break it when I’m up on the set
And uh
I had a vision of being great, being a king
And higher up on the beam
It all starts with an idea
And Then the execution
These brothers beats was boof
So I ended up producing
Now look at me
I’m feeling like Jesse
They wanna cook with me
I’m usually down if they can pay the booking fee
Cause I just run it up
Run it up
Mess up those commas yeah
Run it up
Run it up
Yeah run it up
Run it up
Gotta get some dollars yeah
Hurry up
Hurry up
I can’t be waiting long
I got places to be
I got people to see
Them brothers hating on me
My song still bang in they jeeps
If I’m playing than it’s a sweep
Sweet I’m playing for keeps
I run it up
I run it up
*cash rules everything around me*
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Bump My Head
(Chorus) I tried to fly a brother fell and bumped his head
I TRIED to fly a brother fell and bumped his head
You feeling sorry? Can you help me out instead?
I tried to fly a brother fell and bumped his head
(Crawl, walk, skip, jump, fly, but I, fell and bumped my head) x2
V1- I never learn from mistakes
I always wanted to win
I was told if you fail than eff it just try again
Alone in the room with a lot of my friends…
..wait what?
…anyways, eff all of that any day now
Nah forreal yo I need to get paid now
Notice I said need
Other need is a thang to breed
And a bag of the leaves with no stems no seeds
And a change of scenery please
I need to work out but this treadmill life ain’t really working for me
I know my purpose what I’m destined to be
And I’m striving
The sounds that’s you hear
provided by my 9-5 and
I think think think that it’ll all pay off
But the confidence gets lost when I’m to tired to start
Bam, head first with no helmet on
I bumped my head
Man my last brain cell is gone
Shoot, yo
(Chorus)
*Insert Lord Gabe Verse Here*
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10. |
Fo' Moms
03:30
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Chorus x2: Keep the clapping going one time
I had to write a song for you
cause you was on my mind
You did so much for me
Imma do so much for you
And im appreciative of everything that we been through
V1- Now I don’t know if I can make it fresher than Kanye West
But if you all know me well you know it’ll still be def
I need make a song for my Ma Dukes
It’s been a long time coming really to tell you the truth
The most selfless person
I’ve ever conversed with
Whenever time were hard
She tell me reach in her purse and grab a dub
I reminisce on days where we wasn’t really paid
I ask for a thing and you find a way to get it anyway
Before I went to school
I was Mr. looking cool
Warm clothes on my back
Radio playing mystikal
Doctors visit came back with the Mickey D’s
But like we both know it’s not about the things
It’s about the time that we’d spend
Important to development
All our hard times we been though are now irrelevant
You want the best for me
Even when I don’t want it fit myself
I swear on God you’re like no one else
I still think your strong with the tears in your eyes
We have a mind link thing so you know I might cry, too
Wack dudes broke your heart time and time again
Just know that I’ll be here to the end
Of course it like two different kinds of loves
But I thank the man above
I wasn’t suppose to be here
But yo there I was
The doctor said that you would never ever ever have a kid
Well forever came to an end
I popped up like here I is
I know that why you protect me so
I saw you crying this morning
I didn’t wanna let you go
So I wrote a song for you just to let you know
(You are appreciated)
I know that you know it
I didn’t have to say it
But I want the world to know and have everybody play it
If rap doesn’t work I go back to school fo sho
But i know you believe in the kid, this I know.
(Chorus)
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11. |
Walmart
02:01
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V1- Im a corporation
Like WalMart or Disney
Kids claim they hard
But really they mad flimsy
Like Chinese bootlegs
Meaning they full of lead
Imma need some sutafed to get it processed thru my head
Some niggas wanna keep their nest clean
Huh
I trying to move to the next scene
Huh
No Abdul-Jabaar just Kareem
I don’t need to hate things
Cause we’re on the same team
But I gotta let you know tho
My opinion on things, if it’s whack if it’s dope
Some brothers need to say eff rap
Pick up a trade
It's not 'bout the art
It's just to get paid
That he say she say cliche bull-
Hate it all you want but yo it’s all music
If it’s good then it’s good
You don’t gotta accept it
The prides in my art
So you gotta respect it
Chorus: You know I keep the dope stuff like ConArt
A Brohta gotta keep it in stock like it’s Wal Mart
You know I keep the dope stuff like ConArt
A Brohta gotta keep it in stock like it’s Wal Mart
V2- Paper or plastic?
Hmm, I’ll take the paper
Situations get drastic
catching the vapors
Niggas thinkin shit mad sweet like now and laters
But I’ll wave past they ass like a Walmart greeter
Checking those receipts like a Wal Mart greeter
You ain’t really hard like you say you is
That fake persona gonna turn you to a goner
Niggas wanna test
get clocked like Connor
Me 100% genuine see
Open mad door without a skeleton key
Not worried bout niggas getting ahead of me
Cause we’re all moving at the different speed
Brothers always brag about their quantity
But the quality is b-u-l-l-s-h-I to the T
My quality is a top priority
Like W-A-L-M-A-R to the to the T
(Chorus)
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12. |
What a Night
01:29
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Pajama Sam Tapes Houston, Texas
Get at me: darien.grant3000@gmail.com
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