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Can You Hear Me America?
02:18
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Lord forgive him if he let them dark forces in em
I'm feeling like They forced division
Folks that I thought I knew kept they thoughts so hidden
That when they surface I'm too tired to argue with em
Uh, a fake smile is all you getting
Cause I know this can't be solved in my homeboy kitchen
I wish I could explain but you just don't get it
And you shouldn't ya struggle is different
I ain't saying that ya life doesn't have the same value as mine
Or that I'd rather see ya skin color die
We all put our draws and jeans on one leg at a time
But it's two different worlds when we step outside
It feels like all the problems of the country getting fixed
But the waitress still think my black ass won't tip
My cousin ask me how I see it all and not trip
I can't cause I gotta be strong for him
I wish I could tell you all the things that's on my mind
Not this time
Just when I think I've had enough I realize
I'll be fine
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2. |
No Time
02:54
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I woke up hungover as fuck to my alarm
Tryna hit snooze the phones under my arm
My arms stuck under the torso of a blonde
Who I vaguely remember but she should've been gone
But instead she's laying here with nothing on
I'm always bad at tryna get these women outta my home
And the woman that I want I can't get outta my dome
All this shit I swear is here to take me outta my zone
But I'm focused
The blonde yawns then moves closer
I kiss her on the forehead and roll over
Walk to the bathroom random Kats on the sofa
Cigarette smoke and cheap beer is the aroma
Shorties tryna find one of her socks
And doesn't understand why I'm up its only 7 o clock
Laugh and smack her ass as I'm walkin her out
She said call me when you're free and I told her I doubt it cause I ain't got
No time for dreaming
Gotta get on up and do my thing
I gotta get it now
You spend time telling yaself what I can do
You spend time telling yaself what not to do
It's all good it's no knock to you
It's just part of the reason that they'll prolly never knock for you
Or check for you
That's all about our aspirations
We've turned into an aspirin nation
It's making all the songs so slow but I think that's hating
So Everybody in line to convulse in place
I'm from NJ, I gotta faster pace
My heads in the clouds 8 Times a day
Woke up feeling better than the top 8
Back when Shaq rapped and asked Kobe how his ass would taste
Greece outta money and we on our way
So we gotta make it in for they seal our fate
I ain't sleeping at all
Took the clocks off the wall cause it's no time, no time no time Uh
No time for dreaming
Gotta get on up and do my thing
I gotta get it now
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3. |
Relevant
02:24
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From city to city state to state
We go from the hotel room straight to the stage
Then back to the hotel then back to the stage
I came a long way from sneaking in those razor blades
Get in the club hope my record get played
Then maybe all these sorties might throw me some play
But they ain't fucking wit a local dude anyway
Unless he had a Ac and a new pair of J's
Fast forward to today and some things Don changed
She gotta kid at the crib and it's one on the way
And homie still in the club spending all his rent money
Ironically to a song that's telling you get money
And I'm watching all this and I'm nodding along
Cause nobody seems to notice that they playing my song
I could brag about the last 6 month's and how well I did
Can't tell if I'm the shit or if I'm just here
Rapping for the hell of it
But nowadays we rapping to stay relevant
Who you tryna be n****
What I say is exactly what I see n****
I don't understand why yall mad at me I'm just
Rapping for the hell of it
But nowadays we rapping to stay relevant
I'm who you tryna be n****
Yall rapping about models I get hounded by em
Not a killer at all I'm just surrounded by em
What we talkin bout real shit or we talking bout rhymes
I actually do what y'all be talking about
I learned from the punk rock kids but gotta rap-star glow
That's Jay Reatard mixed with Biggie and Hov
I've got a million flows cause I write so much
And these shows getting bigger so the price go up
And they still looking like they don't believe the kid
Tryna get credit but they won't lease me shit
You throw a party every week and the shit wack
We threw a party during lunch and got 10 stacks
You Kats don't get understand what it means
To live under ya means
To get close to ya dreams
You wanna be the guy with all the latest shit
We on the phone with the people that make the shit
And nah I ain't saying that I made it yet
I'm saying get ya bars up and place ya bets cause I'm just
Rapping for the hell of it
But nowadays we rapping to stay relevant
Who you tryna be n****
What I say is exactly what I see n****
I don't understand why yall mad at me I'm just
Rapping for the hell of it
But nowadays we rapping to stay relevant
I'm who you tryna be n****
Yall rapping about models I get hounded by em
Not a killer at all I'm just surrounded by em
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4. |
The Numbers
02:27
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It goes 1 for the money 2 for the shows
3 for the girls 4 for the hoes
If you don't the difference then we know which one you chose
You asking what I pick my n**** I've had both
It was 5 for the 6
7 for the diamonds
See me counting up so I put the 8 & 9 in
You got 10 seconds to put your phone down
Nah really, put ya phone down
No pictures please I'm so serious
Play this on Shade 45 and Sirius
Or whatever you're steering in
Grabbing local rappers and instilling some fear in em
I've got more balls then the dude that took a Selfie on the pyramids
Older fans looking like they can't believe that they hearing this
My flows still uplifting
To the nerds and rich kids with their pride in a lift kit
The whole world wants to be this shade
But they hide when it's really time to be that brave
So I wanna be the reason when you see that face
That ya attitude ora and ya mindset change
They say money brings out who you really are
What if I been an asshole from the start?
What if I never paid attention back in Kindergarten?
I wouldn't be able add up the shit I'm starting
How will I be remembered when I die?
Hopefully as one of the illest m*****f****** alive
Lately I been eating you motherfuckers alive
Just to let you know I ain't playing around
Y'all spend alotta time talking and laying around
I spend time booking shows and writing these rhymes
Pissing folks off and hearing I'm whine
About shit that don't matter and I'm sick of it now
You think I'm angry but really I've calmed down
It's been a big!change since I got to the south
You know the story
Thought I was dope ans went for it
Now if I could just get my ass out to Europe
Find a pretty girl with a British accent
Share an umbrella when it rains in London
And since I'm from the state's she gon ask how it is
I'll tell her Idk but I try to keep it simple like
It goes 1 for the money 2 for the shows
3 for the girls 4 for the hoes
If you don't the difference then we know which one you chose
You asking what I pick my n**** I've had both
It was 5 for the 6
7 for the diamonds
See me counting up so I put the 8 & 9 in
You got 10 seconds to put your phone down
Nah really, put ya phone down
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5. |
Drift
03:54
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Never back down if I said it then I meant it
Here to make sure that the town is represented well
We live on through the stories we tell
So when I spin a yarn I hope it suits you well
I learned from old heads that put weight on scales
Get locked and they end up in a 12 by 12
Come home & he looking for a pack to sell
Cause his daughter need food and his Ma ain't well
Hit his girl on the hip but she ain't there
No love from the streets cause they don't care
So what you do when you feel like you ain't got no other options
Got em a nine and started robbin
Tried the wrong one Got popped and he lost his life
It's another dead body on the news tonight
There's another rose placed on a young man's grave
As we kneel to our knees to pray there's gotta be another
Feel like the whole hoods just (drifting away)
Insanity is doing the same things over and over
And expecting the problems to blow over
Loved ones giving you the cold shoulder
Worn out ya welcome enough the cleaners know ya
Working so hard to sustain yaself
But everybody needs a little bit of help
There's a thin line between haphazard and a moral hazard
Saying that'll you'll change and it hasn't happened
They still remember back when you wasn't happy
Searchin for an exit in a little packet
You hurtin all the folks that really got ya back
It's sad but they truly ain't forgiving you for it
Thats no way to help a broken heart move forward
But at some point you gotta take charge
Let ya eyes adjust when you step into the dark
It's never too late to start you gotta find your own
It's like time keeps (drifting away)
Losing myself but getting things that I've dreamed of
It's getting harder to remember who I was
Every day I think about my cousin
I feel like I watched and did nothing
Mainly in this so that I can help my mother
What if I do and she falls back under
I should call her up and tell I love her
I keep putting it off cause I'm sure she'll tell me something that ain't positive
The tone of her voice makes it obvious
I'm just tryna make enough bread to get her outta this
Ran into my cousin's ex and told her fuck outta here
I don't like riding through the neighborhood he'd Polly in
I don't like coming home at all to be honest
Too many ghost and broken promises
Regardless of where we all stand today
We're not where we been its a blessing that we came a long
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6. |
Open-Ended
02:33
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Something's gotta give
Or maybe I just gotta get a grip
I'm working this hard to change conditions where I live
They cutting my hours at every single job I get
The news channel saying that my people ain't shit
When I open my mouth I know some people might forget
I came up in the same neighborhoods that you fear
So when you tried to tell me that I'm not like them
On the contraire sir I'm just like them
I been at the crib doing some soul searching
Stick around some real feelings might surface
Ya old policies ain't workin
They scared of change like it don't spend the same
Uh been stuck in they ways regardless of the traffic
So when They drive through the lane you see they couldn't hack it
You want the best of both worlds and when you seem ready
I'm reminded of what happened to Hov and R Kelly
And now they want social commentary outta Floco
That shows that you ain't listening much as far as I go
I guess you tired of hearing about murcielago's
Wine you never heard of Women chilling in condos
Maybe you just need somebody giving a fuck
But sometimes I think no matter what it's never enough
The stakes are rare and times are tough
There's beers on ice so pull a chair up
And lets talk about how to pull the world by its ear
Like... discipline of recent years
My Ma used to correct me anytime when I spoke to her
I'd never feel inadequate when I wasn't close to her
She said ya generation's faulty on the loyalty
Don't let em tell you that you didn't come from royalty
So when you call me a nigger I know I ain't one
It's not my fault that you ashamed of where you came from
I see the game and I got love for it/dealt shitty cards decided to pluck for it
They taking shots at me I dive and duck from em
They taking shots with me but nah I don't want em
I see the purpose in your back handed gesture
It just shows me that you needed me attention
So now you got tell me what you gon do with it
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7. |
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What does it mean to be free
Been hanging on for our chance to see
Since hanging on a thick branch from trees
To carrying on what was given to me
I trust funds will gimme a better view
My will is all I've got to get me through
Born in this world 0-2
My sex and my hue
You...gotta excuse
But lately I've been feeling like me more than ever
So when I enter rooms I'm starting to feel the pressure
Keep a permanent smile on my face
But seeing the obvious it never goes away
I don't wanna end up slain before we get change
But the outcome is not up to me
So when a loved one comes up to me
With tears and their eyes and can barely speak
I tell em that before God gives us wings that...
Take it from me
Some day we'll all be free
Just wait and see
Some day we'll all be free
What does it mean to be free
Been here praying for our chance to see
The rooms empty and I'm on my knees
I couldn't find anybody to pray with me
I trust love will bring us a better truth
Better for me and better for you
Born in this world confused
Why does it matter who I choose
Lately I noticed certain stares when we're out together
Opinions of strangers got me feeling pressure
Try to keep a smile on my face
But seeing the obvious it never goes away
I don't wanna have to hide my feelings
Or lie to my family when I come home for Christmas
So when my a loved one comes up to me
And doesn't feel like they can truly be
I tell em that before God gives is wings
Take it from me
Some day we'll all be free
Just wait and see
Some day we'll all be free
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Floco Torres Akron, Ohio
Floco (pronounced Flock-o) Torres is a Hip-Hop musician 37 projects deep into his career. He has envisioned and revisioned his creative expression countless times and with this adaptive style he has gained a steady following for his hip-hop-meets-alternative rock style. Floco continues to redefine hip-hop with his own personal style through his flows, production & graphic design. ... more
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