this time deluxe ii (8 song set)

by budah

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this time deluxe ii


released May 28, 2015

budah, Jay of VS Ent. (Vital-Signz) on all the production, Ford4D of The 4D Foundation on mixing nd mastering, Emily Anne Imes on background vocals ("dmz").

[Recorded, Mixed, and Mastered by Ford4D.
Produced by VitalSignzEnt (aka Vital-SignZ aka Jay of V.S. Entertainment aka VitalSignz aka Jay of VS Ent).]


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Track Name: introverse
one for the money
two for the love
three for the real mufuckers up in the cut

one for the money
two for the love

(this time deluxe mufucker, trust mufucker)


i been spit it sick
riddle riddled with syphilis
been chinky
lifted as bitches give me critical thinkin
pivotal with the ink pen
write with light on them tablets
shit that set fire to ya empire
spill the wine from ya challice
mind over matter
tho mine was type scattered
like ashes
high offa that lah as i fly over saturn
walk in the sky like jedi
nd my drive like left eye in a 911 still alive in ny
nd i
aint shit
jus flow with the soul of the ancients
like pyramids nd spaceships
no wonder they anxious
this isnt no banksy
no subliminal dissin
im jus different if u ask me
im indifferent if u ask me
this is my city
as i sit up with a cigarette lit up in the backseat of the taxi
lowered the tinted windows
to blow the smoke out
rolled up some so cal
rolled up, soho
hopped out so loud
a soldier for homies who hold me down
if u not close to me
blow me like og sour
u dont know me
the lonely child
the flow console me
nintendo nd sony
couldnt control me
the best u could do is attempt to troll me
as we proceed
to give you what you need
of course
once more its on
feel the force
cus this time is for the money
mr fuck your boss
sincerely yours
Track Name: home
exile from the homeland
shit i feel like its x files or im brody from homeland
o man
a bad omen of things to come
how many kings u think get crushed when kingdom come?
so i shit on the whole industry
get blown like drone strike
plutonium low density
stoned like yosemite
im so high
its heavenly
ill be rockin
all night

gettin money like a motherfucker
money like a mother
with a son nd a daughter nd a father that said fuck em
as she shuffle thru money
some of it funny as fuck
she said u better tell nobody
hushin her son with a look

look at the kid
lost in sitcoms
as moms nd pops arguin
the audience applaud
cus pops didnt get a job
dressed like a slob
swingin with these bitches like it's professional golf

no never
especially with a cigarette lit
restless unless i let go of breath
let it echo thru time
nd when u remember it
let the instrumental rewind
I said
play the bar hard like roman greco design
whether carharts or rugged vintage leather embalmed
to weather the storm when its bombs over n y
all of us get high
all jus to get by

scribe the verbalist (scratched in)/
if home is where the heart is, good thing mine is made of stone

new york, new york, big city of dreams
but everything in new york ain't always what it

queens is the backdrop
manhattan my backyard
brooklyn nd the bronx to the side of me
yall should back off
blast off the boros
nd the world is my last stop
get hurled thru galaxies
as i hurl up my last lung
relaxed in the jeep passenger seat
passin the weed
after meetin my mans nd em after a shift
the cipher complete
nike fleet for my feet
im flea
for a korean
leisurely careenin thru city scenery
weeded off tree top
even on enemy blocks
steam like saunas
u could let the nypd watch
im a good dude
two jobs
the dude yall look to to move yall
a new god
an idiot with idiosyncracies
the kid is new york city
like diddy nd u god
on a stoop on jupiter
booted as fuck
lucy lit up
the polluted tongue of the budah
im from
new york

scribe the verbalist (scratched in)/
if home is where the heart is, good thing mine is made of stone

nothing's equivalent to the New York state of mind
Track Name: dmz
we rebels with impeccable ettiquette
never said let us in
we get it in
get in and then
led us in

my friends is immigrants who
spit slang better than anythin in
english as a second language classes

my parents
yall called em fresh off the boat
so call me fresh off the jet
ill get fresh off the flow

i dont want no attention so im fresh on the low
dress fresh
smoke fresh
to address all the stress
the woes
the pressure
gettin fresh with them hoes
but no its no puto freco
its budah
chinito in esl to chino xl
in a three xl tee
readin xxl magazine
connectin to shorty who called them her dsls
it was bleep nextel cellies and cheap tellies

everytime i spit a line its like the dmz

heir apparent to america
its apparent to me
how u treat my parents how transparent american dreams are
americas a conspiracy
ask a cherokee chief
or palestinian civillians killed with american heat
mothers grievin in arabic
brothers inherittin beef
tears the barrel'll weep
adversaries get buried deep
in tel aviv prepared to be gone wearin the c4
before seein a three year old starin at me
police officers preparin to squeeze off and reload the piece at homie betrothed to marry a queen
as she carry his seed
who theyll tell her need therapy for terrible american dreams
as anteras tear up the streets
cus i
see freedom in chiefin keef in a cherry red jeep cherokee speedin
fuck yall

everytime i spit a line its like the dmz
Track Name: qu it up
her name is
stacy corona
she stayed in corona
the way her lips graced the corona
the way she bent over
the pool table
the game was over from jump
young lady somewhere near my age
raisin an 8 yr old son and
i aint came to judge
she would say that it was
love as crazy as the way that she was at 18
hate it or love it
some lame motherfucker would take her son in his custody
a weekend a month to chuckie cheese
dating becomes
layin up
and brunch on sundays
wakin up to eggs and steak and a blunt
bud, breaking it up
someplace between a runway and runaway love
on some bonnie played by faye dunaway love
if u a rider
then I'm clyde
embracing the lust
escape routes then make out with u in the wake of destruction
I'm not makin it up
no zoe saldana
colombiana dominicana so she say that she crazy as fuck

i cue it up for the cuties in qu
i do it up so lovely jus do u

her name nadia
she went to laguardia
community college
mami as fly as laguardia
passerbys like an audience watchin her walkin by
cars could collide
stars could fall and die
she never lost her stride
not that she wasnt caught up in drama
she got a lot of it
probably she the reincarnate of the diva that authored it
got some hips with a bit of swag in her stance with a cigarette lit up with a drag
chick is bad
shiit and she independent
dependin on no1
men? didnt know one that could hold her for less than a moment
never told her im different
i jus approached it different
u know my flow sicker than most
quick witted
so listen
she into mimosas
strolls in the city
the MOMA
samosas and
livin impulsively in the moment
and she
beggin me to choke her when i stroke her
then let it go when she get an o
shiiiit i already know

i cue it up for the cuties in qu
i do it up so lovely jus do u

cant forget gloria
astoria shorty
stayin with her moms
offa broadway and 44th or somethin
and she doin laundry
spittin notorious
big shit
wrist deep in victorias
peep it
she caught me singin along with her
started grinnin when i went duhah duhah with her
talkin with her
shes a registered nurse
thought it was funny her mother lived with her
didnt register at first
her younger brother thuggin it
touchin plenty of work
pressin me
suggestin that its weaponry if she get hurt
kid please
if anyones gettin hurt
its me
cus the way ya motherfuckin big sis work it is mean
her shift ends at 3 in the mornin
she callin me bawlin
stop screamin
lemme leave the apartment
emts brought in moms to the er
the doctors said that she need to detox
any history of allergy?
we need it for these charts

outro skit
Track Name: one night / rendezvous
im no good for anything other than one night
maybe a stand off
high noon
a room with sunlight
a nice view to go with a nice mood cus its done right
i do what i do
and then u know its done, right?
not a nice dude but a i try to do
whats right
but i love life much too much for a lovelife
bust it
i touch lives when i clutch mics
but im not lookin for nothin but fuckin tonight
im fucked up right?
try to understand love
ive tried to understand love
and when u stand up to leave i be at a stand still
but thats jus a reminder i cant feel
its that real
cant chill but we could dance and romance still
have u at a wall
handlin blue balls like crack kills
i smack it i track it
that ass stacked in heels
the rack is real
goddamnit i gotta have it


i dont know whats more profound than the sound of u moanin goin down on me controllin the moment with ya smile
with your panties hangin from my door
how u wore floral patterns like some sorta camo in a war
with ammo in your couture apparel
but i was born for battle
with arrows
im half horse
and u could guess which half shorty
shit i jus said that shit to get u to laugh for me
she my whore and my saint
babygirl face the world in sephora warpaint
we recordin porn at four in the morn at her place
she warnin me of snakes
for us shell break ya trachea
where i come from
we abort a baby for sport
escape in bottles the pain thats bottled up
embodyin metaphors for the forces makin us
the courses its taken us
of course its make ups to break ups to
make up intercourse
for the sake of us
i pray
has the lord forsaken us to the tornado of the wars we wage for us
the pain i cause u
could u stay the same as before
i came
break u off til the break of dawn
we mornin
pour it up
hormones stay rushin
maybe we rushin but fuck it they aint sayin nothin
bedframe squeakin
backshots stay pumpin
while i hold u by the hair nd u playin with ya pussy
we could take it anywhere
bedroom to the kitchen
interlude in the livin room
interviewin u in the nude
where every view of u is new
assumin that u into
stimulation nd liberation away from the things that u been thru
i aint gonna hit u to say that i miss u
i been misused
its sticky to flip thru subscriptions to my issues
lemme strip u of
the denim that fit u
lift u in air
til u swear that i get u


crystal clear visions of smeared lipstick on mirrors
tears drippin
fears of intimacy
we disappear
stare into the distance
like picture me there
im distant
like yeah
thats me in the distance
i wish u were here
i miss u
i wish i could care
4 u
as much i adore u
tried to warn u thru
lips lit up by cigarettes
whiskey whispers in ear
as this ism get twisted like fingers thru hair
nd prayer
all we do is argue
i swear
that i fuckin love u as much as i love fuckin u as u fuckin swear
never sweat no gear
u freshest when u strip yaself bare
of layers of shit that u wear
them denimsll interfere
u could get married
then its jus trysts nd affairs
miss i never been a player
shit im so serious
so forget the possessiveness
im possessed when u near
me i
admitted that bein committeds like bein admitted to be committed
nd me i admit that im scared
but its not gonna stop me
ya free?
try to meet me somewhere
we tear it up in the bedroom
bend u over this chair
then switch it to missionary positions like stick shiftin a gear

ride all night
light up lahh
our eyes so dry
so ma dont cry
Track Name: move (nothing new)
listen its a wicked tongue that lies behind my smile
similar to the sun rise shine behind the clouds
u dont love me
u jus love my style
u dont want me as much as u want me now
i hung around some dudes but we dont talk too much
brung around some cuties who rude if u talk too much
got a little bit of jewelery
i dont floss too much
if new york is jerusalem then this crucifix
it cost too much
i dont wanna be popular
im not responsible enough for a flock of followers
i dont give a fuck what the motto was
yall some maricon conasos if u not a part of us
pardon love
my walls are up
guard is up
but still itll fall on us
the sky fall apart on us
call it what u wanna
this the quixotic
if queens the gaza strip
let our kids bomb the walls with love

u say the world is ending
i say its nothing new
i need u to remember
what it do nd what we do

and we gon keep on dancing
that shit is nothing new
i need u to keep dancing
dance dance ddance for me
its a lot on my cold shoulders like long legs
my palm on the side of her neck
her body in my arms of strength
never get weak in the knees
its all in ya head
i said never get weak...

not to objectify
im ufo
my eyes exotic like exotic lah if u must know
since karma's my erotica
my sutra go
from the boros
fuck the world
and do her slow

budah flow beautiful
give me a view of the river
i give u my room to grow
ya dude is so sucio
i jus said some fresh shit
i think u should know

im a fool
i joke
thinkin its cute when women flinch nd giggle like clip ya cuticles
a little rough around edges
get on the bed and lose ya clothes
my tongue in ya mouth like shut the fuck up now and lose control

u say the world is ending
i say its nothing new
i need u to remember
what it do nd what we do

and we gon keep on dancing
that shit is nothing new
i need u to keep dancing
dance dance ddance for me

i dont need to know if u would die 4 me
i'd die 4 u
so come alive for me
keep it live with me
would u fly for me?
id fly for u but i get fly for me
im not as fly as u
but this flier reads
get high with me tonight
so say hi to me
and forever get ready to say bye to me
better yet if ya wet already
get bi for me

i never wanna see u cry for me
keep em dry for me lovely
aiight? for me
its the life i lead
i got sights to see
see eye to eye with me cus im a sight to see

u might need to ride for me
cus its so fuckin good when u ridin me
til the weekend when we could get the entire suite
nd we checkin in at the front desk like
this time
its deluxe

dance dance ddance for me bae
dance dance ddance for me move

u say the world is ending
i say its nothing new
i need u to remember
what it do nd what we do

and we gon keep on dancing
that shit is nothing new
i need u to keep dancing
dance dance ddance for me

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