This Time Deluxe I (6 Song Set)

by budah01

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released December 16, 2012

Lyrics Written and Recorded by James Han.
Music by Jay of V.S. (Vital Signz) Entertainment (with the exception of "Hold the Line/Rewrite the Ending (Preface)" which uses "An End, Once and For All" by Clint Mansell and Sam Hullick as instrumental).
Mixed and Mastered by Ford4D for The 4DFoundation.

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Track Name: Hold The Line/Rewrite The Ending (Preface)
Thank you Queens

Innocence lost, but I was lost in a sense so
I let it go like breath, getting closer to death with every pull of this cigarette
living in the moment I hold in my fingers with rings of lingering smoke, the ember the gemstone
then flicking it, watching sparks fly
like flying through starry sky
high as Andromeda
but I never left though
I represent my borough though I'm no-one special
I'm just spitting flows through lips wet with Hennessy X and Os

Heh

It's a rebel that's in those retro soles
Exoskeleton so fresh, to my death, composed
Ready to go in for whatever
I'm getting low and getting focused on getting doe
Get to know me, I'll let you know
Sipping Coronas, blowing weed: only diplomacy I seen between me and all of these shorties who were quick to grow up
Throw up a middle finger, hold your nuts, don't give no fucks
Go and hold your own til the moment you don't get up

Hold the line

Fight til it's over, alright?
You a soldier, you know what it's like
and if we going to die
then
We gon' show them we so alive for this moment
I told them "No, we won't be going nowhere quietly, nahh"

Society,
it lied to me since the beginning
So why should I accept anything less than
rewriting the ending?

I'll die to defend our rights til my light is extinguished
Gripping a mic, spitting, I get busy with mine, listen

Give me a minute or three, I'll give you infinity/infiniti
Driven by envisioning life as it is differently
Forgive me my flaws, I'm a walking contradiction
But I give you my all, give you my heart, my thoughts, and convictions
With balled fists hitting the wall, pissed off
Shit
Hit them with everything that I got til they fall
Follow through with body and soul
Embody the thoughts of everybody I know so the flow outta control
Against the process of softening blows, I sharpened my hopes but
How do I cope?
Shit
God only knows
Yo,
I'm just an artist, a poet, a soldier
sitting low in the park all alone as my bogie glow in the dark like...
Track Name: Good Evening Queens (Intro)
Good evening Queens

This Time Deluxe

Budah 01

I'm eons beyond me
I be on my B.I.
with barbed wire bleeding each heartbeat
Bishmillah il rahman il raheem
see me lost deep in thought, not that it means that I'm deep
naw

I don't need nobody to sign me when it's my people behind me
cus me I designed me
See, I'm scheming on palm trees on beaches with dreams of seeing stars similar to sparks when I'm flicking a C.I.
I be on my shit
when I dip it means "See y'all"
Probably I'll be breathing in neon green with a diva
Steaming it in the shisha
NYC was yeshiva
Shiva sitting shiva when I D-I-E

Mirame mi amor
I'll be trying to flip a Metrocard into a Diamante or Nissan
Please

At least I'm being honest on these songs
like, "Do the gypsies read the callouses that be on these palms?"

I scream "Good evening Queens
May you find some peace"

I scream "Good evening Queens
May you find some rest"

I'm an emcee
put the beat on
I feed off of it
I covet it
I fucking love this shit biatch
My art is graffiti that Nefertiti saw
It's cosmic, I mean by my being from Queens, New York
Yahmean?

I don't want to be on TV but I'm speaking for the little kids that's screaming being beat with the TV on
I see y'all with eyes squeezed trying to be strong
Keeping on keeping on
albeit at high speeds
like a meteor streaking by, let the sky bleed
while the city night's pretty eyes crying sire-ens
In between these lullabies, it's easy to find me
even if it's not quite as easy to define me

I'm a beast on the M-I-C
with pride, I'm kicking my feet up in these beat up Nikes
but
Y'all don't got to like me cus I don't like me
Likely kid you just like me
shit

I scream "Good evening Queens
May you find some peace"

I scream "Good evening Queens
May you find some rest"

I want to see y'all rather than be blinded by cameras flashing through eyelashes like shafts of light through the treetops

The beat drop and I'm free-falling
You want it off the top? I leap off
My stream of conscious a stormy sea

Living my dreams
Y'all eavesdropping on me talking to me as I sleep walk
funny but I be boppin

Before a recording artist mixing with women tipsy off my bars and Chianti sangria, I'm a griot

So you could keep the Louie V
I'll be in Levi Jeans and
She in the knee highs, she want me
Hah

Shorty you don't need the top
could be on top
and give me top
and we could top it off with CPR, breathe

Besides the persona, I'm deeply flawed mami, I mean I need Gs and to believe it's more to see than
sweet chicks
Sweet Swishers and nice suites
Moms and pops with diabetes: y'all thinking life's sweet

I scream "Good evening Queens
May you find some peace"

I scream "Good evening Queens
May you find some rest"

This Time Deluxe
Track Name: Tonight Is Only The Beginning
This Time...

Budah 01, This Time Deluxe

The instrumental brought to you by Jay of VS Ent.

Mixing and mastering done by Ford of The 4d Foundation

Lets go

I did it for my culture and I did it for my city
I spit it for the homies and I spit it for the bitches
Am I wrong?
If you with me, then listen to me, get ready
Flip a middle finger 'cause this one is for history

I did it for my culture and I did it for my city
I spit it for the homies and I spit it for the bitches
Am I wrong?
If you with me, then listen to me, get ready
Flip a middle finger 'cause this one is for history

Waking up to rain puddles in train tunnels
like "Fuck it,"
the kid late as fuck but a motherfucker is on his way
Stay humble
'cause i wait on a subway
some on runways wait on a plane
but the sun we stay under the same

and I'm underrated cus I'm understated
so saying that I'm the fucking greatest is an understatement
My lungs are caves with paintings done by somethin ancient
so it's visions I spit in the studio booth in the basement

Hate and love is one and the same
it come from your pain
but I'm numb to you fake fucks
what the fuck could I say?
If I gave a fuck,
the rubber would break
my lover would shake
the covers get stained
plus I bust a nut in her face

Dumb fucks like
"Budah what the fuck is you sayin?"
Nothin
it wasn't for you motherfuckers stuck in one place

This is for
the lovers and the fighters
drummers and the writers
who summon lightning and thunder with something to say

I did it for my culture and I did it for my city
I spit it for the homies and I spit it for the bitches
Am I wrong?
If you with me, then listen to me, get ready
Flip a middle finger 'cause this one is for history

I did it for my culture and I did it for my city
I spit it for the homies and I spit it for the bitches
Am I wrong?
If you with me, then listen to me, get ready
Flip a middle finger 'cause this one is for history

I don't mean to be controlling
but each iota of every moment holdin a mic
I own it

Hoes like "Budah, why you closed off?"
I'm like "I'm alright
why dont you take ya clothes off?"
Cheah

Til I see the freedom in our closeness
and we elope in Reno
holding each other
blindfolded
I'm closin my eyes
in the drivers seat
behind the wheel that you holdin
colliding at highspeeds
our vehicle explodin
and we die...?

...leave me alone
Only riders and soldiers
no phonies beside me on this ride
It's only riight...

...I don't need no bia in casinos to blow on my dice
The roll is still mine
yo

The chinito
he no neophyte
he more like Neo fightin the machine for the people 'cause he so fly with it

Listen
Time's still ticking
Dime's still tricking
Lives still ending
Rhymes get written
and tonight is only the beginning

I did it for my culture and I did it for my city
I spit it for the homies and I spit it for the bitches
Am I wrong?
If you with me, then listen to me, get ready
Flip a middle finger 'cause this one is for history

I did it for my culture and I did it for my city
I spit it for the homies and I spit it for the bitches
Am I wrong?
If you with me, then listen to me, get ready
Flip a middle finger 'cause this one is for history

I did it for my culture and I did it for my city
I spit it for the homies and I spit it for the bitches
Am I wrong?
If you with me, then listen to me, get ready
Flip a middle finger 'cause this one is for history

I did it for my culture and I did it for my city
I spit it for the homies and I spit it for the bitches
Am I wrong?
If you with me, then listen to me, get ready
Flip a middle finger 'cause this one is for history
Track Name: India (Wanderlust)
Mic check

Budah 01

This Time
This Time...it'll be different

Yo

Yo

Give me a breather
indigo indica sativa
as I'm
flipping the script
like ism in split Cohibas for chemo
I spit it sick
hospital bed
leukemia
"Doctor. acknowledge I'ma rock til my heart, it stop beating"

With my middle finger flipped horizontal
The kid from Queens living his dreams, drinking morir sonando

The hottest artist to flow
setting fire to cipher and drawing shadows outta charcoal

Tomorrow's not promised
so all I got is today
On my way to the top, the elevator could drop like the rain
However, I'll weather whatever the weather
I'll never ever
psshh
I'm jus saying, naw I will not break

Y'all don't gotta wait
I'm not taking longer
I'm dropping them songs for y'all to relate
for Hip Hop
It's not for the paper
'cause watching the game has been breaking my heart
so the
break is a spaceship
let me escape to the stars
in the...

...seat of the car
FDR
JFK to PR
End up in Colombia
then DR
India on my mind
India on my mind
India on my mind
India on my mind

...seat of the car
FDR
JFK to PR
End up in Colombia
then DR
India on my mind
India on my mind
India on my mind
India on my mind

I lit up
bags bags
of the Cali Cali
My breath the Valley of Death in an alley

Hashish ash flicker
like camera flash flicker, vanish in pictures
The flow is my passion and the
throne is Biggie's passenger seat

Lyricism
that of a typical tagged up street
All city kings in all of they majesty

To catch my train of thought
from a platform you'd have to leap
to understand exactly that's where you stand on a track with me

Sunflower seeds
Sour dies'
and
sapphire tears that drip on these kashmir sleeves

Losing my grip on reality
Detached asshole
so I guess you could call that insanity

I did it for bitches if you asking me
It's political tipping a stripper until Kat Stacks is free

The sag a nasty bastard
have a chick panties leaking
as she straddle me and
leave me standing an ankle deep

Calloused feet anchor me as I stand up for me like let an angry stampede trample me

I rap for freedom but i ain't gon' rap for free 'cause
I'm so captivating that I should demand a ransom fee

Rather than graphic tees, I'm spitting game graphically like I'm aiming a Zapper at channel three

Once I had a dream
Ambitions of going from
local cat to international emcee

From branch to tree, avalanche to peak
bound between being profound and speaking profanity
The chain that hang on me
it may be vanity
but it match the one my mother has so y'all have to bare with me

From branch to tree, avalanche to peak
bound between being profound and speaking profanity
The chain that hang on me
it may be vanity
but it match the one my mother has so y'all have to bare with me

Budah 01
...india on my mind, india on my mind, india on my mind, india on my mind, india on my mind
yo
Track Name: I Don't Deserve Your Love
This is the Budah
stepping through with the electrical hookah
repping the future
And you cannot lie
You're in the presence of musicians spitting
hot lines like digits for victims of domestic abusers
Knew a chick, pregnant with bruises, getting hit by dude with schizofrenic delusions
It's messed up but it's true she said that she love him
Offended when I said it's stupid
I'm bugging unless i step into her chancletas
My shoes is like Miles' style - retro blues
yet its foolish when a child get a few pennies hourly to produce em
for cutie checking my fresh and losing the blouse
It's definitely fresh what I do with the mouth
"What you about 2 do?"
You could move with foul dudes or sit in a crowded room with me surrounded by our crews but
I'm a shallow dude and an asshole too so you can't be fooled when im askin you
"How - how are you, love?"

I don't deserve your -

I don't deserve your -

I don't deserve your love,
I don't deserve your -

I don't deserve your -

I don't deserve your -

I don't deserve your love,
I don't deserve your -

Look
You feeling it right?
The mic?
I been killing it
Dikes in spike heels?
I been drilling them

Right from the beginning of this shit i said I'm living my life so
cry a river of ice for the kid 'cause I been chilling, bitch

Eloquent
with elegant tastes
Inhaling the Philly like lemme blow the L in your face
Tell them to get ready for my reign
flesh melted away
as it left skeletal frames
setting umbrellas aflame

I'm in the building like
planes aimed by the Bilderbergs and Central Intelligence Agency

Pimp
I spit my game at the devils and angels
peddle stilettos and lace
rose petals and pain

Forget me with sentiments
I'm mentally drained
just play the instrumental
and give me my space like heavenly...
...gates

In another nebula
but honey hit me on my cellular
We could still hit a telly up

I don't deserve your -

I don't deserve your -

I don't deserve your love,
I don't deserve your -

I don't deserve your -

I don't deserve your -

I don't deserve your love,
I don't deserve your love

love, love
love, love

I don't deserve your love

love, love
love, love

Let the motherfucking sky fall on them Jay
Do your motherfucking thing
Like I give a fuck about these motherfuckers?
Yeah, let the motherfucking sky fall of them
Again

I don't deserve your -

I don't deserve your -

I don't deserve your love,
I don't deserve your -

I don't deserve your -

I don't deserve your -

I don't deserve your love,
I don't deserve your love

love, love
love, love

I don't deserve your love

love, love
love, love

fuck it man, your respect is enough for me