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Act II: Sinister

by The Seige

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1.
Duplicate 03:44
How many times we gotta go back and fourth again I know you hating, know you waiting on my rule to end This that take it to the hole and just lay it in Ain't it fucked up what friends end up going to friends Huh? Kings never worry bout’ the hate President ain't worried bout’ the states Going for the bait I’ma bring the war to your face Hear the bass when I pull up to your gate, huh? This the vibe Own the night Wake up don’t get tired Start a riot Man y’all must be high Hit the pipe Come close don’t get sniped Fuck your life Sho’ you right Whole team here Staying hydrated gotta grow this year Lot of niggas trying to make my dough disappear Boy i’m sitting at the top You ain't on this tier Said i’m the best and you know that’s true You ain't never really heard a flow this cool Full speed flow I don’t even really see no stop signs I just roll right through May the lord be with you Got em’ trying to find the scripture This a verse and a curse man a violent mixture Known to shake up the Earth yeah i’m right on the Richter Living on the edge gets you cut right out the picture Uh Welcome to the jungle hoe Where kings get low that’s overthrow Blood on the walls like Jericho Another man sworn in that’s a puppet show Pop music that’s a minstrel show Modern day Vincent Van Gogh Gotta’ see the wolves when they in sheep clothes Jon Snow should have never trust them crows I turn into a lion when I’m in the booth I know you niggas lying when you in the booth I hit home runs when i’m on the plate Got your God damn wife trying to immigrate Seige all up in your mother fucking real estate Niggas always wanna judge, never litigate We ain't never in a rush we just marinate We just take these wins and we Duplicate, Duplicate (Chorus) Take these wins Duplicate, Duplicate Take these wins Take these wins We just take these wins and we Duplicate, Duplicate Take these wins Duplicate, Duplicate Take these wins Back to the Back to the truth Y’all better act like knew Who’s next nigga pass me the queue Back in the booth Man i’m fiona’ spas with the crew Better take our ass back to the zoo Blocka, blocka I’m here to bring the drama Word to momma Gorillas straight from Ghana Holla, holla Don’t infiltrate the saga Spitting lava My mouth is like a sauna in Nevada We Staring right at you like what’s the problem Whole bunch of wolves and we steady prowling Remember the days when you doubted Now i’m steady counting We stacking like public housing You don’t really want to know the rate You ain't really keeping up the pace Your shit ain't really jumping out the face We just listen to the hate and we Duplicate, Duplicate (Chorus) Take these wins We just We just take these wins Take these wins Take these wins We just take these wins and we Duplicate, Duplicate May the rays of the future shine bright on you Each time that you sleep you wake up anew You may not be sober You may fuck me over but each night I’m still gon’ wait up on you They say that forgiveness is freedom What is this light that i’m seeing I stopped feeling reckless Asked God for a message and he hit me right in my DM Time after time I go line for line And each time I climb it seems paradigm You know love’s sublime I’ma put in overtime just to let you hold all of mine Sorry for how long winded this is But as I sit here writing sentences I think back on how much we could have made it And how much we should have just duplicated
2.
Ctrl+Alt+Del 03:16
Aye hold up man I got something to say man wait What y’all out here for man? What you here for huh? Does your life matter? Does your life matter? You ready for this? You ready to take control? Are you giving up control or are you taking control? Huh? You know what happens You know what happens to people who don’t take control? They get deleted You ready to get deleted or are you ready to take control? Huh? Get on your feet Let’s go Pack your bags girl let’s get out of dodge Sick of living life Sick of counting scars We the ones who go to war against the Gods We the shadows that move around in the dark Take your life back Take your time nigga Welcome to the Tribe, check the rhyme nigga I was doing bad, couldn’t find niggas Now my phone ringing all the time nigga We the Only ones Holy sons Mommas dead kids holding guns Catch em’ early put that poison In their bottles, word to Donald Trump Walking around with the zombies I know my home team got me Michael Jordan with the Scotty Apollo Creed with the Rocky (Pre Chorus) We gon’ take it fast You can take it slow We don’t take no breaks We just take control (Chorus) Take control Put out your flags Let’s get it Spazz, go Take it Take control We gotta take control Hands up let’s take control Get on your feet let’s take control Fight for what you know Get on your feet let’s take control This is the new wave Be your own boss That drop out of school wave Don’t be a fool wave Stop being a slave for minimum crew wage Graduate and try your luck Couple thousand for them books What you got? A desk job or a sex job, boy you still gettin’ fucked Wit’ it now Break the pillars down I don’t fall in love I just hit it now She said why is that I just gave her facts Gave my heart up once and I ain't get it back Turned into a savage Happy with the madness Sick of living broke Trying to find the balance Moving through the paint But they steady fouling Bearing all my fruits Feeding my battalion (Pre Chorus) We take it fast You can take it slow We don’t take no breaks We just take control Oh! (Chorus) Let’s take control Fight the power We gotta take control right now everybody bring it Light it on fire Every time we’ve been down we take control It’s our country baby Let’s take control Let’s go Get on your feet Let’s take control
3.
Kid 02:52
Yeah True story Just a kid And every kid gotta prove himself right? It was only a matter of time Twelve minutes till nine In my mind i’m feeling like two super villains combined Keeping a look out Make sure nobody’s blowing up my spot Thinking about the situation, how i’m bout to pull this off Should I catch em’ in the alleyway or in the parking lot? Helicopters over top, the cops are just an afterthought I see some lights flash my way So I crouch into a squat I can’t let these fucking agents come and interrupt the plot Ten minutes I’m still kind of nervous but ambitious I left the ski mask at home, it’s clear vision I gotta do it quick and quiet No damn witness Mind your business or I’ll light the block Merry Christmas This planned out Me and the crew we fanned out One man still in the car, the damn scout He hit me on the phone and alarmed all my focus Just to let me know that my target approaches (Chorus) Just a kid trying to be man Just a kid I was trying to be a man, sweat dripping from my hand Just a kid trying to be a man Just a kid trying to be a man Back to get jacked I spot my target way back The silhouette is just like my clothes, they all black My stomach tightened up and I start feeling the nerves Man I knew this would happen right when I noticed the curves Teeth clenching, sweat dripping, hitting the curb Haze all around, somebody’s hitting the herb 9:01 This shit should have been done I’m hesitating See I’ve been waiting, deliberating and calculating I’m laying low There she go I creep up slow Right from behind, she’s blind, she don’t even know In my mind, i’m thinking of time What be the shortest? Heart right starting to climb, I reach for it Pull it out You already know what i’m bout’ It’s that action baby, you won’t hear a word out my mouth I just Turn her around and hit her with that surprise Lift that thing up slow while I look into her eyes (Chorus) Just a kid trying to be a man Just a kid trying to be a man I don’t know if I can Just a kid trying to be a man Just a kid trying to be a man Moment of truth Sink or swim boy what you gon’ do Ball is in your court, this shit is on you So I reached in my pocket and pulled it out Man I knew she would want it That little piece of paper with them seven digits on it Just a kid trying to be a man

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released October 4, 2016

Music by Riley Taylor
Lyrics by Taz Conley

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The Seige Los Angeles, California

Hip hop artist James “Taz” Conley and producer Riley “Goon” Taylor are the electric new hip hop duo The Seige. After following different paths to the City of Angels, Taz and Goon found each other and started their initial collaboration. Their music resounds, characterized by energetic, drumming beats, and aggressive, pounding, and motivating vocals. ... more

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