J​.​Smo, Fell Peepz - Turn The Mic On (prod by Fell Peepz)

from Simmer by J.Smo

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J.Smo and Fell Peepz join forces once again for this aggressive, in-your-face, hard hitting banger where J.Smo let's out a barrage of thoughts and feelings including a 2nd verse dedicated to TC Izlam. Rest In Power TC.

Links to news: www.google.com/search?q=TC+Izlam…=utf-8#q=TC+Izlam

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lyrics

Turn the fucking mic on, we in the building
Turn up the beat, show our parents how we sinning
Pass me the dutchie, let me show you how we hit it
Used to flip them quarter backs, show you how we deal it
Push the weight smooth, leverage in the hustle
invest in this music, I will show you how we double
Growth so slow, you will never have the patience
In this game for decades, no desire to be famous
Roll with me, flow with me, smoke with me
Come on take it to another level, rise with me
Nah, this Hip Hop it don't stop it don't quit
In love with this culture since Hammer was legit
And my heart will keep beating
You don't know me but this is my greeting
Been around for years but your radar just beeping
Don't worry, I'll wait, you can catch up while I'm sleeping

Rest in peace to TC Izlam,
If you don't know that name, you go read something
Better yet, go Google it
The whole world watching while you're still a fool with it
Nah, I ain't hating but the truth comes brutally
Founders selling souls, with the devil they noodling
Major cash advances, names cleared
Erase all the history, your name is never smeared
It's like the little kids you said you never reared
Like a priest in a robe in a box with no beard
Oh dear, don't make me say it
Dark secrets of the founders to the surface never make it
Medieval in the future, sacrifices for the taking
Still raging against the machine, hold power for the ages
Manipulate pawns, bring the shows to the stages
They simply entertaining

It's so heinous
The shit they be doing just get to famous
Looking for attention, never learned to be gracious
Instant notifications, no sense of being patient
But what am I to do?
Solve all the mysteries like a dude who has a clue?
Observer, recollect, on a shore in a Malibu
Call all my goons, re-establish all the crew
Let's make moves, the culture needs us
They trying to deconstruct but we develop like fetus
The cycle of our life, yes it is quite egregious
Beware of the timeline, the importance of the sequence
I'll stop preaching.

credits

from Simmer, track released June 14, 2017
written by J.Smo
produced by Fell Peepz
MPC Recording Company / Wasted Talent
Unlimited Sounds International Music (BMI)

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J.Smo of BUNKS Sacramento, California

J.Smo has been releasing music independently since 1999, originally as part of BUNKS (Manchester, Tennessee). Now a father of 3, husband, CMO, COO, musicpreneur, and jedi-of-many-trades, J.Smo continues to share his journey in lyrical form.

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