The 2nd single from Beedie’s forthcoming album KINGPEN, fully produced by Brainorchestra. Step into the mind of the KINGPEN… lyrics Verse 1 (Beedie): I stay up writing, fuck work. I’ll go tomorrow feeling sleepy, long as I chief won’t mind my soul is borrowed. Fuck a fake friendship, them interactions oh so hollow. Don’t got time to spare when you only live–you know the motto. They mistake my confidence for boasting and bravado cuz I know my purpose got them squirming trying to follow. Just cuz I call myself a bully and spit fully auto, you the one that’s ego tripping on me homie what do I know? (what do I know)… In a cycle of bad habits I’m fighting trying to manage I’m losing that slight advantage from losing sleep, cuz I do this shit to a tee. Been around, it ain’t certain who the fam is so that circle famished. On wax like waxing crescents they only seeing a fraction of the essence. Only mission in life is to pass these lessons to my daughter, make sure she brought up better than my own adolescence. I had a poor relationship with my parents, the best thing I could do is let that define my child and marriage for the positive, you feel me?… (You know?… You gonna carry that trauma one way or the other you might as well make the best out of it) Hook (Beedie): I be walking in every room like it’s a set up. Put it all on these tunes I know they wish I’d let up, making wagers on my downfall but you can bet I’ll get up. Chip on my shoulder I’m fed up (crunch time). Verse 2 (Beedie): I’m finna catch rec, used to flip the cassette deck, flip pounds, flip zips, you only flipped the tech decks. I’m coming for necks next, protect what’s in front of that head rest ‘fore you end up on bed rest at best. It take more than a Tempur-Pedic to calm the temper. I resort to kicking my feet up when fighting these Stylebenders, they trying to rip this shit. You couldn’t do this with the wrist, to the ball I take a little risk. You know I been all in with this. 10,000 hours in, how many years it’s been since I done finished it? Some times was rough like squeezing on sandpaper, it’s been a grip. So if I fall you know I got trust issues, I’m finna trip. But when it come to business it’s in your interest to benefit. Sometimes wish I would have reached out more, so many homies dead and gone, that make you recalibrate what you thankful for. My respect it can’t be purchased, got that work that pay me more. Every door I open I’m focused on all angles waiting for it. Hook (Beedie): I be walking in every room like it’s a set up. Put it all on these tunes I know they wish I’d let up, making wagers on my downfall but you can bet I’ll get up. Chip on my shoulder I’m fed up (crunch time). Verse 3 (Planet Asia): Drastic measures, the grass is not always greener on the other side, sometimes it’s plastic treasures. It was a must that I leveled up to take matters into my own hands now everything is clever, huh? The snake charmer, champion of the State, honor the Dali Lama from beyond, I’m the puffin’ ganja. From Bodhidharma to Siddhartha, I’m the father of Neo like eon Connor Straight Out The Matrix I see through the fake shit. Reptillians posing as feds, exposing that snake skin. Satellite via Mumia time to re up, we in the hood come and see us have a couple margaritas. This what you call a heater. A list of all the leaders combined who started revolutions is what y’all are seeing. Stadium raps for the coliseums. I’m from a circle that you trying to be in. P.A. be O.D.-in’. Hook (Beedie): I be walking in every room like it’s a set up. Put it all on these tunes I know they wish I’d let up, making wagers on my downfall but you can bet I’ll get up. Chip on my shoulder I’m fed up (crunch time). credits released October 23, 2024 Produced by Brainorchestra. Written & performed by Beedie & Planet Asia. Arranged, recorded & executive produced by Beedie. Mixed by Big Jerm. Mastered by Kevin Nix. Photography by Combat Camera. Artwork design by Beedie.
