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Rap Shit Vol​.​4: Special Edition

by TreDoes

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Tied to words an admissions from all the stories been written on how to conquer Rule of the blotted monsters, we live in a dotted margin And maintain creation on em, daily attrition honored Afflicted imagination we close to abbreviating Most people don’t get to fade em, a page in all of the letters Make it part of the get up Just a quirk of the system, I jotted down in a written This for the people who listen and all the others who get it On the one I been with it, and if it’s true I’m the nigga who putting on for the city Never liked it but it’s a part of my psyche, it’s sticking to people like me Original operations and Do It Yourself basics Aint got it from wealth, racing till out my depth Patience is part of the cleft deafening urgency reps Pestering for your lament, labeling one of the sins Sitting on top of trends while picking the weakest of them It’s such a shame (such a shame) (But all I ask..) All I ask is rap music hold me down Till the day I’m bitter, and none the posers gon be kicking it wit us Rap music hold me down You been one of the realest and even I’m an idealist when it comes to Rap music, holding me down I’m a fan of your lyrics, and it only took a couple of listens When rap music held me down, I took the stage for a moment No one was giving me trophies, I’m tripping over the hope we make it big Creative cardinal sin, but I’m learning it’s more to this Finishing up a hit but embarrassed to show it off Let it go with a scoff, my aggression in conflict with my discretion And honestly I was tepid, intimidated by failing But really, there was no bailing, I’m leaning off of a scale Infatuation for real, I fell in love with the bells and whistles Rhyming’s an issue you push for progress with hopes that you get it farther Based in being a martyr but closer to table caters Cause making it on the Fader ain’t feeding too much but ego You’re monumental to people, and appreciated tho We cooking up something dope, and then all I can do is hope that you like it That’s the part that’s exciting & at the same time I spite it But fuck it I’m just a rapper who puts his heart in a package to let it go You feel me tho..
2.
It’s a, murder in maxfield I’m not trapped, still tacked to wack thrills Unknown to the same trap/deal and folks that’s tryna pay bills In ill will but question your morality for bills, you fucking shill Can’t live off sifting papers that take up most of my make up Frustrating or nigh elated at the dues to escape it The same old food is degrading monotonous But never thought of tryin this, I’m eyeing shit Jealousy is on the border of a creek, I’ve never thought a power creep I found his death so eerie, seeking for an answer that’s cancer Fuck the discretion, that nigga gon learn his lesson Stop stressing, we only looking for a blessing That’s innocent, conspire wit inner kids inspiring a vivid lens That’s different, shit maybe I’m the one tripping Inflicting on my own bliss, see that’s the scorch of a sister Cauterize your perception, they melt my eyes in a second I’ve shredded mine, I can’t stand to look at my lies The guilt just fades over time, just gotta fall in a line And brawl it out sometimes, can’t break some bread without wine Can’t face my demons when sober, it’s in my mind where I dope up And often gotten so choked up I hope to take it easy Graced wit lenience Take the scenic or thug it out for the season We specialist for a reason, getting it off the green Meaning I’m just a weed in the system, you break me down for a reason But you could never appease me It’s a, murder in maxfield im not trapped still, back to wack thrills Attack on the same mind scratch that drove them other people mad I don’t observe it all as bad but what’s perspective When everything is reflective and all the people can beckon Start moving a bit more reckless with ideas I often reckon Would push me off an elective, desire’s always electric A shocking new realization, I pushed it off as the day went I’d lose it as long earth spin, a trend, that often carry me Fairly lean on the people that bury leads, bare to me Buying the bullshit that an Angel can’t dare to speak Take a peek, I only piss off people that care for me On top of the pulpit as long as these words can cherish me I’m on top of the pulpit as long as I invoke kerosene I’m on top of the pulpit as long as I even dare to speak Chalking up bullshit in all these words I laid on a beat Talking up cool shit, that’s if the mic is still hearing me

about

Rap Shit is what I do when I get the feeling to rap on a whim. However, 4 is my favorite number so I had to make this installment special.

"Rap Music, Hold Me Down," a track that goes off a throwaway lyrical riff about my relationship with creating music and getting started

"Karma Loop Remix," by Small Professor. A remix to Track 2 from my debut 2pack, "Live From The Corner."

Full EP? Mixtape? Something like that soon.

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released September 1, 2023

All writing by TreDoes
Rap Music, Hold Me Down produced by Slumber Logic
Karma Loop Remix produced by Small Professor
Cover Art by Zander Velleca

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