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1. |
Here I Go...
01:43
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2. |
Introducing Nemesis
01:25
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Hahaha, the nemesis
Unflawed anti-hero. Characteristic sadistic
Unrivaled, conivin lie, sick kid
Balemic paraplegic that ruuuuns and vomits
In the face o’ idols an’ prophecies
False deciple, try to conquer Jesus wannabes
Wannabe as sick as this emcee
I’m on that futuristic can’t top, cyborg ish
Kick to yo’ clit, want some o’ this sick
Heres a fist to your limb
Ahhh, break your neck, rip off the flesh
An’ stick a pipe down yo’ clavical
Magical type o’ battle
Hah, you tryna tattle
Snitch wench son o’ a shady dead bitch
Un mu’fucka, it’s the nemesis
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3. |
Freestyle 1 (Revisited)
01:31
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My rhymes are so nice I make epiphytes/ and u inhale the deadly poison of it and drop like u were hit by a hard narcotic/ u’ll be walkin around like a hardcore neurasthenic/ yeah im quite ballistic/ un-altruistic, cannibalistic/ type of emcee that never miss it/ a beat that is/ I’ll eat u alive kid/ im so sick I turn carnivores into herbivores and herbivores into omnivores/ u dead/ when I whistle I got an army of my soldias sendin missles/ hit ta kill/ makin blood spill/ ambitions of a boy struggling fo’ hope/ im on the back o’ the rope/ but I wont choke/ nope/ aint givin up/ my minds too ingenius/ believe me/ that’s my inter-motions/ that came from my emotions/ im more innovative then Einstein/ in my head I made a world of my own/ let I be known/ im the man at the thrown/ king of my own castle/ renowned and known for my work/ im the man without a name/ im nothing and everything/ I control the intra-district of our peripheral world/ got borders on lock down/ and yayo was locked up but now/
men love to see a nigga struggle/ but I wont give them the pleasa/ ill make em wet and reroute their death lettas/ hit em high hit em low/ my rhymes are so nasty I give u beta radiation/ and send u on a long vacation/ come at you like Akuma wit the power of Oz/ when I was young I was bewildered and un-ultra-powered when it came to the mic/ but I know what to do just flip the skills and bomb on u so u don’t know what to do/ this aint no party of tea/ this be about the M.I.C/ u cant handle it, fool best ta give it to me
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4. |
Chimney
03:52
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Yo it feels like I’m stuck ‘tween a billion red bricks
Claustrophobic, everything is closing in
Smokes choking me, an’ fires burnin me
Connected wit Saint Jude, so I am hope
Just need a spark
-fuckin poisoned and dyin
it burn-bu-burns, I ain’t lying
bricks is sruchin my chest, smoke squeezing my lungs
one man ‘gainst a damned world
muthafucka its my world, its what I own, my thrown
I can take a million wounds, go on keep hittin
I da crem de la crem, I send you sittin
Take da punishment and I’m laughin
Really, this shit got me gassin
Yo its kinda like Ask is a German army wit no America to interfere
We da indomitable force wit glacial arms
Keep ya guessin, our tactics seem sporadic
Heat, don’t be afraid, go ‘head an’ blast it
We don’t just talk shit, we back it
Catch ya off-guard in lightning action
Ya jus can’t stop those blitzerg tactics
Movin too quick, an’ knockin you off balance
Soon as you catch ya feet, we knock you off again
Are you serious? You think I’m fuckin playin main
Yo yall thought u had me cornered/ but I got u instead/ ill obliterate ur crew and paint the town red/ point that nine at ur head/ mess wit me and u’ll be like tupac, dead/ aight kid/ ill flip a 360 and bomb on u homes/ come at u at sonic speed and vanish u homes/yeah lightnings quick, but im quicker/I stay at the top spot wit my rhymes/ and I don’t even need a nine ta shine/ ill stay in my place like like a sniper, I aint shiftin/ I keep droppin hits, I tell ya I aint missin/ in fact ta tell u the truth I aint got no gat/ I just spat/ I just pack my fists boldly cat/ got mo rhymes than ‘cat in the hat’/ im mad nasty/ spit rhymes fluent and fastly/ but lastly I got what other rappers want/ im great I don’t fake/ ill tell ya the truth about all, I aint fake/
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5. |
I Kill Em
00:52
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6. |
I Don't Fit In
04:34
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I don’t fit in (silence)
I don’t fit in (silence)
I don’t fit in (silence)
I’m a lucid dreamer, my whole life has flashed between now an’ the matrix
My brain overlapse time, space and volume
I’m idiosyncratic and HCl pierces through my ventricles
I concoct, contrive and devise hallucinations
My lamebrain is whacko like a yo-yo
In case you didn’t get the metaphor those are all synonyms
I dispose your fluid and destroy your body’s equilibrium
You fluid thirsting loser, suck on my semen
The psychopathic of I fears I’m stalked by a thousand incubus’
Rhymes psychotic, like bullets to thy lips I kiss
My brain is dancing in a circle, I’m surrounded by demons
Don’t even try to jerk me, you dirty creatons
Stay the fuck away, no idea, like a-bombs that spray random
Spread disease, like your moms witout a condom
Like Cage I do Incision to yo’ brain, ‘dissection’, cause of the ‘infection’
No man is sane, stuck wit immaterial brains
Stuck wit yo’ romanticized views o’ reality
My rhymes are immortal thrives to destroy vitality
I don’t fit in (scratching)
I don’t fit in (scratching)
I don’t fit in (silence)
I’m a psycho thinking eccentrically, who’s emotion and innovation comes from intuition
I globally reason humankind through nonverbal communication
And send your stereotypical views out the kitchen
Cus you ain’t cookin nothin’ nigga
Yo’ brain don’t quite function nigga
But I’m a miracle, because even through my left-brained tactics I use logical analysis
White man’s ethnocentricity, my thoughts are correct, and you all must follow me
I fuckin destroy your distorted views o’ history
Raise my people back to their kingdoms and out o’ misery
At least note that if you can’t follow the rest o’ this songs message
Because it’s just my own therapeutic introspection
I don’t fit in (scratching)
I don’t fit in (silence)
I don’t fit in (scratching)
For the lil boys an’ girls who are geniues an’ still troubling
Goin through school knowin everything an still failing
I’m ‘dilexic’, treble when base, so u based(best) to be trebling(trembling)
Raise the amp in my voice to that of an airplane
And scream my pain direcly into yo’ brain (electric guitars)
‘Crazed’, I do art with my left brain and math with my right
Black men are ignorant, because o’ the light
Wake up you ignoramus, it’s time to take flight
‘Evil’, I want to be a media man, so I’ll cut you pussy niggas in 21 sections
See how much sex I can sell, and add it to the piggy bank next to my knife collection
‘Foreign’, I’ll take you losers an’ force you to reality of untrue stories
All you niggas are goin to hell, an’ rich white men will forever hold the glory
I don’t fit in (scratching)
I don’t fit in (scratching)
I don’t fit in (scratching)
Don’t let your apocalypse come true
All minorities need to stand up an’ go make something happen
Quit sitting there thinking the white man is going to give you free handouts
Yo and quit despising the truth and trying to make excuses, forget an’ move on
The world is stuck in nowhere
Politics quit sugar coding stories and tell the whole truth
Word, peace to Joe Budden, Immortal Technique, other underground revolutionaries, Chino XL, the few mainstream cats that aren’t on the materialistic or frivolous themes
Phiah Cey nicca, still okay…Never great, but still okay
Shot out to my twin Houie, my white brotha S-Train, my big bro Jojo, been along months when you left nigga, Coppa D, A-S-K
Any otha nigga I rap wit, whateva whateva
Peace
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7. |
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Another teen soul who has no identity
Raped by my own mind, my ideological’s unraveling
I’m not that different, jus think a lil differently
I’m idiosyncratic to my own mind, loss of energy
Feedin, feedin the world wit thoughts
Battle me it’s a loss
My brain cramps as I fathom the possibilities bought
Sighing, how can you buy that weak sauce
Bringin you different syles
Your cryin in your bedroom
No one wantin to help you within miles
A dying lonely soul, you fight for whom
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Damn, RRR, we got the same problems Joey
Damn ain’t seen my boy Shane fo’ a long ass minute
Dyin o’ depression, got me so influenced
Shane probably saved me from from those horrible thought
Probly wouldn’t be a rappa, if he hadn’t a taught
How to vent my feelings and spirit through song
It’s been a good long minute, ain’t heard from him for too long
He used to stop the regression, fo’ the time we had I wasn’t in depression
Not e’en the soul o’ music can heal the stressing
He was the one that gave me the power to look inside o’ me
Now it feels like I’m hidin sometin that deeply confides in me
--look now this faggot’s tryna talk to me
Chorus
A conversation wit myself, I can’t feel myself
I gotta save the burnin world, but can’t e’en save myself
Story o’ pain, belive my soul is dead
My heart rains, an’ I can’t control my head
(repeat)
Go head Aphiah, just close ya eyes
Let ur intestines rip out, let ur soul cry
You knew me fo’ awhile, don’t see why you so shy
Hungry an’ eatin, I’m eatin ur soul
Nigga I see you creepin, don’t try an’ get bold
Tryna get rid o’ me, chea this ur depression talking
Alive – an’ – walkin
Gotta swallow this burden
The – shock – is in
Oh you havin problems, thought you’d be used to it
Just die Aphiah, just cry Aphiah
Just die Aphiah, just cry Aphiah
Chorus
I though prayer changes things, whats wrong Mahalia God ain’t respondin
Thought this was a game, whats wrong Jesus my body sho’ ain’t spawning
Yo Shane ain’t he, so who the fuck is I to call on
A heart beat drops/I see the clock/tick then tock/acid trip it seems/my soul went fo’ walk/I’m still cryin/an’ ain’t a damn thing I can do/look Aphiah/I need you
Just a one on one chat, no depression involved
Who am I, a question eternally unsolved
Chorus
I can’t escape it, it feels like the devil’s got a lock on
Me, my soul can’t escape myself
Myself, can’t escape my soul
Sometin wrong wit everything, an’ nuthins full
Nothings right, something missin
Black as night, what am I missin
What am I not seein, why do I stay so cold an’ lonely
I’m missin myself, so even I’m not my one and only
Naw homie, I ain’t even only
(screams)
Chorus
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9. |
Survivor of Ether
03:11
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Yeah go ahead an’ act like that, see if I don’t smack you back
My rhymes are light years ahead, ur merely neoteric
See what happens when you tergiversate, your brain is shocked wit electric
To the ideological membrane is shocked overload
And you go so crazy your spinal fluid flows
Right out ya ass, yeah bitch now feel the wrath
I’ll stuff your pancreas through your small intestine and rip each of yo’ bones out yo’ ass
Do incision an’ give you a vasectomy
Chop off your one ball an’ make yo’ bitch eat it
Hit her in the stomach so she vomits it and make her feed it
To your grimy ass mug, then pierce your heart wit 32 slugs
Brutally hold you to vice, strip 5,000 pieces of flesh wit a knife
Quick wit the slice, it’s mad trife
Niggas walk past wanna look at me sideways
Hate cus I don’t emulate, I do it my way
I don’t like nobody an nobody likes I
Desolate soldier, I only fight for I(repeat)
Why do I fight, why do I struggle, the pain keeps choking me (eck!) so I keep choking ye
The rampage continues, with zealous compassion is wit what I expose thee
Kinetic an’ catabiotic forces of energy
Chop you head off (ah!) an spit in your eyes, for the ephemeral wisp of time your alive
Its cowards, followers, ignoramuses, an’ idiots I despise
Aww fuck it, that’s an appellation of all humans
I’m the academician, the truth, the pundit, the God
I contradict all humankind
I’m a native american, an opposite to science, I erupt but my voice is just stuck in a box
I’m antithetical, an antipodean, irreconcilable human paradox
Now im heard an’ you all fear
Like a bunch birds wit your ignition in a 90 degree dive gear
The iconoclastic Christian, Holy water bewithchin
The pious immaculate sacrosanct, who purges out sin daily
But breathes it witout even knowing it nightly
This is the worst o’ me, this is the nadir
I wanna save your souls from that ether, even the hatas
Cus you may think your cool an’ you forget about God, but theres nothing worse than rottin in the devil’s lot
Chorus
Chea, I may talk insane, wit dat sick sick brain
Muthafuckas be way too lame, styles all da same
I aint tryina sell that crack o dat cane
I tryna sell dat message to my niggas, main
Act stupid silly ass niggas, same
All da same
May be splittin yo throat o scalpin yo body off
To wear as an outfit to keep me warm when I got a cough
Its all just cus I love you, its all just to struck you
Strike you, however verbiage you like to
Unkind, unmindful
I kill you
I love you
Im trapped
…
im doin good, you push my lil ass ova
so now I stay exploding, like a fuckin supanova
see, I try but I can do no good
like something that kills all life when I touch it
I wanna save you all, you don’t understand me, so fuck it
Chorus
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10. |
Nem's Spaceship
01:56
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Why fuck wit me, all I’m gonna do is kick yo’ pussy out
Why fuck wit me, all I’m gonna do is eat yo’ girl out
Yum yum, clit drinkin, spirit sinkin, king o’ gluttony
Damn it damn it, gotta have it
My spaceship bloooows, just like my fuckin rhyme
Hey fagot, fuck you assho’, hey I’m an assho’ too
I’m also a mu’fuckin necrophyliac
Blou, heart attack
Necrophiliac, I’ll fuck you up tuill ur dead
Then fuck you while ur dead
Nemesis, don’t you ‘member,
You cock mouth mu’fuckin cuntlicker
I’m unbeatable,
I’ll jerk ur head off while I’m jerkin off
You own dirt, on a fuckin shitty planet called earth
At least I gotta spaceship
Umm, damn, I lost the rest o’ my verse
Oh well, stick ya left ball up ur ass while I
FUCK U!
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11. |
Write down your soul
02:06
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12. |
Ode To Atmosphere...
02:05
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13. |
Just A Man
05:11
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14. |
Build The Bridge
01:20
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16. |
Raise Up
04:29
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Raise up, raise up
Raise up raise up
I said soldiers raise up, I said infants stand up
I said load up shot, protect yo’ culture
Don’t be a coward, raise up
Build a tower, raise up
I don’t care what the fuck they did to you, Still I rise
Like Maya Angelou said, you may trod me in the very dirt, but still like dust I rise
Too much pain, ain’t time to cry
Blacks are afraid to make sometin?, hardly
Lets build sometin, like Marcus Garvey
Let’s heal our woman so they can fight too, ‘member what Tupac said
But I ain’t tryin to take two in the head an’ be dead
But if that so happens, then so that happens
Still raisin the army
Fight the depression, fight the poverty
Fight the aggression, fight the anger
Gain some possession, Jesus manger
Hold the most beauty in the strangest places
I won’t be beset wit gloom, ratha face that doom
Maya, jus like hopes springing high, still I rise
Let’s rise to the cause, rise ‘till we reach God
Raise up, raise up
Raise up raise up
I said soldiers raise up, I said infants stand up
I said load up shot, protect yo’ culture
Don’t be a coward, raise up
Build a tower, raise up
Let’s not even stick to the culture
Nigga black, brown, blue, pink, anywho
Yellow asian, beauty, ugly, cracka white man
I don’t give a damn, let’s just spread the divine grace across the lands
I’m sick of the youth listenin to bullshit, bein transpired by wackass materialistic things
How you get yo’ moms outta the project by sellin poisonous things?
Build the community, plant a seed, let ya knowledge blossom
Not the otha way around like Indians Columbus raped an’ slaughtered
Yo raise up, Malcom, Colin, Maya, y’all caused my inspiration to arise
What, does this come as a surprise?
That a young black man speaks like diamond’s in his wise
Wise as a noun, cus the power of ICBM’s control his mind
I had a dream, I had a dream
That 6 billion people could walk across the ocean holdin’ God’s hands
As we perpetuate to bring beauty through out the lands
Raise up, raise up
Raise up raise up
I said soldiers raise up, I said infants stand up
I said load up shot, protect yo’ culture
Don’t be a coward, raise up
Build a tower, raise up
Let the gats bleed, let the cops take a knee
You jus stole from my damn family tree
Anguish Adam and Eve had to go through to create a kinship
Yeah you so thug, but you can’t be loyal for a friendship?
Yeah you hard stuff, but much of yo’ fam is sufferin
You bluffin, you ain’t real, you just could mack an’ steal
You ain’t down fo’ the cause, you just selfish
You don’t have love, you just helpless
Now stand cowards, stand
Raise up, raise up
Raise up raise up
I said soldiers raise up, I said infants stand up
I said load up shot, protect yo’ culture
Don’t be a coward, raise up
Build a tower, raise up
Children, adolescent, adult, senior
I could gives a fuck less
Just raise up, raise up
I said raise up, raise up
Raise up, raise up
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17. |
Back To The World
04:37
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Fire, water, earth, and wind released up in the mic
Four elementals swirling into your psych-e
Mental grip tightening
No one in sight there
Be an empty psycho-logical
Flows wreathed out methodical
Enter the youth via the mind of God
Escape the contortion of their minds from that lightning rod
Of your striking lies, speaking truths that’s unverified
Just a loser talking, can’t comprehend this idiot
Now we connect by more than mere silhouette
And everything I said
It’s a stick-up, raise ya hands above ya head
And there you’ll find the message you should comprehend
Chorus
Let’s go back to the world
Come children save thy world
Though we all do wrong lovely
Trust, God loves ugly
(3x)
I just lay low, pretend that part of the idiot
Cus when I try to be me, y’all ain’t getting it
Think John Brown, fightin fo da cause wit no soldiers
One desolate man, but I’m tryin to do the right way
Like God wouldn’t give up that spot
So I sit he’ on the right o’ him poutin
You shoutin, im wilin
Lil’ babies cling
On to the shouldas of they mothas
Whats to come of the youth, when theres no identity in any form
Proof? Whats wrong with the wrong thing
I need some clarifying, the earth’s dust just piles away
What does it matter what humans do on this earth, we’ll all probably be dead a million years from today
All days o’ da earth add to a mere nanosecond in the existence of the universe
God’s head severed by his own children, what is worse
Chorus
It does matter, it does matter
Present the future an’ build the latter
Stop trying to solve, but put thy mind into God’s so all man shall have aberrational thoughts that coincide into unity
Yo, yo, yo
No fake flauntin, no arrogant self-glorification
Psychological quite numb, need a vacation
What will God say, you in a trepidation
Fuck flossin, braggin bout cars an’ bitches
I want an elegant queen whom respects the riches
O’ heaven, an’ all kingdom o’ God’s children
Forget the materialistic feces
Spit on the species
An fucken waste o’ potential, we all got potential
But some of us is useless fo da mere fact we don’t use it
Look into God’s eyes, why should I try
Why shoot for the stars, I like ‘em in the sky
when your stick’s so deep there’s blood in your eyes
still you point at others flaws, that I despise
Why work like a slave, its only bought us racism
Issues far critical, dealt like caricature
Why pray, I know he reads my thoughts
Don’t misconstrue
Please read me right
Please read me right
Please read me right
Don’t misconstrue me
Chorus
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18. |
Do My Peers Like Me?
02:44
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Yo yo, I’m sittin he’ wonderin
Yo yo, do my peers like me
I don’t get it, do my peers like me
Do my peers like me, do my peers like me
They want me to smoke this cigarette
Knowin damn well I’ll get addicted
Nicotine o’ niccorette
It gets less o’ the best when
They want me to smoke, toke on this
Eck, swoo swoo, loc on this, eck, choke on this
Naw duke, weed ain’t what I need
I led the lead to head in the ri’ direction
Seeds o’ antebellum as I seek erection
Bam, there it is
If reality, is guns drugs an’ corruption
Then Ion’t wantit, then ion’t wantit, ion’t want it
I don’t get it, do my peers like me
Do my peers like me, do my peers like me
Next they want me to drown my self in poison
Take advantage o’ that blossom an’ hit that beauty while she’s drunk
Naw duke, ion’t wanna
Ig’nant ass sissy, pussy mu’fucka, he’, heres a wet willy
Silly acrobatic brain spinnin, sinning – sinnin, winnin, clingin
Wheres da escape, shape the tear, wear sing o’ voice
Ignite nation o’ fury, weary yo’ eyes get dreary
Near me, too close, stand back mo’
Intake o’ yo’ sin is splittin my skin
I won’t concede to the poison
I won’t chance the plead o’ the joint
A need o’ the ointment
You crave, I crave
I guess you rave, as well
But as you bake up hell, an’ I prepare that grave
Un, please just give me space
I don’t get it, do my peers like me
Do my peers like me, do my peers like me
My illest lyrics, none will understand
So put it as simple as my brain can comprehend a few fans
Perhaps no massive plethora
Perhaps lost era on the hand
And I keep moving through this dimension o’ verbiage
Angles o’ anxious cartilage
Moves my body across space and time
Wonderin why the lord puts me in this light that’s the color o’ lime
Anyway, I grasp the rocks
Cus’ I took way to much o’ life to granite
Granted, its hard to manage magic
I don’t fit in, I believe the man higher up left me stranded
I don’t get it, do my peers like me
Do my peers like me, do my peers like me
Do they do they, do they like me
I don’t get it, naw, I don’t get
God oh what is it, Lord I don’t get it
Do my peers like me, do my peers like me
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19. |
Writers Never Die...
01:46
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Duals New York, New York
Never Influenced...Always Inspired...Spread Love...∞ ❤
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