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Sacrificial Lambs (The Prequel to Sacrifice)

by Substantial

Introduction 01:42
Some More 04:28
If you need more scream give me more (Give me more!!!) Then here we go! Repeat Intro Verse 1 Substantial and Algorythm had to hit them Like your queens are fiends to get something phallic in them Yall sound like rappers that never found the rhythm You’re nothing B! Stop clapping on one and three Hope somebody got your back if you’re thinking to front of me Pops died when I was 10 how the fuck is you sunning me If you speak about my momma then you soon will meet some drama I don’t need the heat to harm ya you’ll get beat into a comma (Wait) meant to say a coma Son it’s safe to say it’s over U.V. Ink is taking over so start praying to Jehovah like… (Lord Please) You can tell he’s so sweet How many grown ass men with no kids say horsie? Trying to get a deal and you’re in your forties I’ll leave you black and blue like a working whore’s knees Spitting sharp lyrics ‘til vocal chords bleed On some Oliver Twist shit begging like more please! Hook (Please sir can I have some more) You ‘bout to get what you’re asking for On the real dog if I was as wack as yall I’d ask myself “What the fuck am I rapping for?” Repeat Hook Verse 2 If I’ve lost my touch, you’ve lost your mind It better be the state border if you’ve crossed the line Every rhymes a lifesaver so I’m tossing lines Got something you don’t have it’s called a spine Why is your ass tripping fall behind Been nice since the pay phone cost a dime And I’m not really that old but I’m really that nice So give me that mic you should play the bag pipes ‘Cause you seem like the type that likes pipes and bags Must be a drama author ‘cause your writing’s sad (Maybe a garbage man) Don’t get mad, I had to ask It just seems like all the women you take out is trash My thoughts are food get a plate & all of you can call my crew the Klumps ‘cause the family is heavyweight I’d tell you step it up but you’re unable to elevate Besides would you ask a gay man to get it straight (Come on) Hook Verse 3 While you’re calling out like you’re sick with it I’m on the J.O. Verbally serving any employee that’s on the payroll Giving your weak shit the pink slip without severance Verses so fresh my book of rhymes smell like peppermint Know to give you hell though the music sounds heaven-sent Gave up on Hip-Hop I’m the artist they’ll recommend Maryland born Brooklyn resident… The People’s Champ With this special delivery you won’t even need a stamp Close you eyes and envision me sitting by the reader’s lamp Writing something and instantly know that it’s a keeper man While you’re taking up space wasting paper and ink I let it go as it comes and really say what I think You heard me competition we put them on gurneys Put their fronts in the back of they mouth punch out their pearly Whites or they’re dirty yellas you ain’t wothy fella Substantial surround sound you ain’t hear me better Finale Hook You couldn’t possibly want some more Do you really know what you’re asking for On the real dog if I was as wack as yall I’d ask myself “what the fuck am I rapping for?” Repeat last bar of hook 4x
Child's Play 03:27
Children: 4! Substantial: Uh… yeah Children: 3! Substantial: Ok, lets go yall Children: 2! Substantial: Count it down here we go, uh Children: 1! Substantial: Uh-huh! Hook It’s too easy (This, This, This isn’t challenging!) It’s too easy I can do this all day because… It’s too easy (This, This, This isn’t challenging!) It’s too easy to me it’s mere child’s play Repeat Hook Verse 1 I wild out like recess. Slay rhymes at playtime 6, 7, 8, 9, won’t due I say dime lines These perfect 10s murder men when I use vowels You barely move bowels how you gonna move crowds I move brows off of faces with these knuckle heroes With raw beef for all peeps that want to come in here though Because only burner you got is made by Panasonic Everything is wrong with your song what made you bamas want it Couldn’t have been worse might as well had had Hammer on it But look at this handsome product and you’ll say goddamn he’s got it Often my girl would say, “You think your rhymes are hot or something” I’d say not for nothing but I know they is I’m a pro at this sweetheart. Get open when the beat starts Trying to get the mic from me is like trying to rape She-Hulk Don’t be foolish school kids you don’t want that Hate all you want your girl’s saying “Ooh pump that! That’s my song!” Hook Verse 2 Beating me won’t happen like Sharpton going natural From perm to an afro. You get served in a battle Observe how I baffle these turds when I dazzle With words that’ll grapple get hurt for your babble Alert the Big Apple! MD cats is coming through Putting my state on the map’s a fraction of what I’m-a-do I’m a real MC we got enough actors Front with tough tactics get your stuff fractured (Calm down little guy) You ain’t so tough bastard So young so angry damn these thug rappers (Damn!!!) But I got love for street cats Till we confuse hard with ignorant acts Then write ignorant raps. Me getting with that, is a no-no The drug dealers be using hip-hop for free promo (Oh no!!!) Another underground rappers hating Difference is I’d probably rip the kid you thought was blazing Amazing is an understatement I was born to do this It’s a fact stepping to me’s a tad more than stupid It’s like trick or treating in Jew communities as Hitler Look in the mirror loser. Look at me winner! Even you can understand that, it’s idiot proof Spitters like you cripple the youth I’m a chip off the old block, you about to catch a chip in your tooth Deaf people wouldn’t want hearing if they had to listen to you! Hook
What I Love 03:31
Hook I do what I love. Love what I do Doing this for me as well as for you Say true if the words that I’m speaking you people feel (True) Plus that look in your eyes got me curious Repeat Hook Verse 1 It’s been a long time but I never left you Stuck on C.P. time fans like what kept you Just label changes hating strangers And several failed attempts to invade the majors But I’m back with vengeance now love me or hate me Dub me or pay me say fuck me or pay me Makes me no difference just as long as I’m thought about Bet you’d pay attention if names I was calling out With dames falling out of tight clothing Sacrificing who I am because I like flowing I am a black man first emcee second Any questions many lessons Are learned when you listen up yo I’m never giving up Forced feeding food for thought till rap cats spit it up Your fist get it up if you live righteous And you don’t give a fuck who claims to be nicest I aim to be priceless worth more than jewels Hanging in ciphers sharing what I do well To educate young ones elevate from guns to mind power Transforming blind coward to divine cowards Who are dedicated to change Never waited for fame because hesitation is lame We penetrating your brain renovating the game Till it’s all new to make it better for all you Hook Repeat Hook Verse 2 When I recite a verse at a minimum you’re impress With a name like Substantial who could expect less Giving you what you need without the excess Some of us don’t respect life just respect death Or fear it lost souls with weak spirits In every single word that they udder you can hear it While I stand proud cram crowds in small venues Build with my skill and tell you why God’s in you But it’s hard when you’ve been doing this for years Your crew disappears and you’ve been dissed by peers Trying to stay conscious when ignorance is bliss My people think twice ‘fore you get into this Disrespect over intellect in this biz And you don’t know jack about censorship Talk sex, drugs and violence they won’t censor shit Diss the government they’ll put an end to it Why oh why won’t they let me be Didn’t mess with yall till you mess with me Sex and fast cars all they let you see Their scared to put doe where the message be Scared to put doe where the message be Scared to put doe where the message be Scared to invest money where the message be Keeping us dumb so we can’t get free Hook Repeat Hook Verse 3 When disaster strikes is education leaking through a Rappers mic the bastard might Blast some light on issues in dark places That’s the reason some of our leaders caught cases Or hot ones the mind spray more than shot guns Or ill triggers why be a real nigga Be a real leader a real man real original How real would I be if I wasn’t real with you That shit was like… Uh!
I Own You 03:26
Verse 1 I want you to know, take you anywhere I want you to go! Studied the flow, hungry for more If you’re wanting a show come see the pro Fronting’s a no unless you got money to blow Put up or shut up and run for the door Or get hit up and lit up and drug on the floor So don’t fuck with a bro And you won’t be suffering Joe Sit your ass down or get snuffed with a blow That’ll push in nose and comes with concussions and mo’ Just something to know ‘fore you step in the dojo (Since you so slow) Say it in Slow Mo’ (Shit is kind of pointless though yo’ Like giving kids with no fingers yo-yos) Back to the show though or program This show man’s the Conan of dope jams The flow man is nastier than old spam No scam you couldn’t get a grip with both hands Getting funky on the good foot minus the toe jam With halfway crooks so shook they hold hands Hook I own you! Care less what they told you I’ll break, shape and mold you When I rock you’ll think I stoned you Repeat Hook Hook 2 Suckers better do what I tell you You don’t want no problems with me Hope you follow orders real well too Now that you punks are my property Verse 2 I’m a horrible beast that be clobbering beats Keeping my listeners on a collar and leash With headphones stitched to their scalp If you resist get pitched from the alps So wise guys will sky dive without a parachute Harder than water skiing with a pair of boots Made of cement with a ball and chain attached And the party just started how insane is that I put it plain as Pat if you came to rap There is more to it than how your chain is Plat. Come back when you’ve found where your brain is at I’ll maim and slap everyone of you flaming cats I’m a maniac. You’re a slave to the system Tried to play hero I made him a victim Quick to back down sit your ass down You front too much play the background! Hook Hook 2 Verse 3 So many people flagrantly hating me. Why are they mistaking me For someone sweet as bakeries Foolish pride or just bravery? Hell! Flip a coin once again it’s on I treat the shit like porn and stick dick to poems Fuck your verses up and never call back Just hit it ‘cause I was bored you were never all that But I’ll give it to you baby like the late great Rick… …James bitch! Call mayday quick Slay lames quick they ain’t sick Nobody cared like when AJ quit Take aim spit spray maims prick Hey face it they basic Display hatred ‘cause they makeshift This fake face lift will break braces! Hook Hook 2
BBQ ft. rnb 04:37
Verse 1 Walk up in the park smell food from blocks away Been a while since the last one I’ve got to say I look forward to these it’s like a holiday Link with friends and kin it’s gon’ be hot today My black people do cookouts the proper way Food that’ll silence cats with a lot to say Make you forget the day hasn’t gone your way Food far as the eye can see more on the way God bless the chef and his momma for making him All that is left in the end they gon’ take with them All out of breath from playing on the court breakin’em In 3 on 3 tournaments but that ain’t me doing it Catch me in the shade with my Spades partner Big M Gittin’ fools with 10 for 2’s screaming next victim Loss like 3 times since 1996 Hood fun another good one, my kinda ish Hook (rnb) Those summertime days be calling you To link with the fam for a barbeque Spades, Dominos, and food galore And all the pretty women that you adore Repeat Hook Verse 2 Don’t know when they started but I’m some kinda grateful Only violence you see is broken dominos tables Got a whole plateful of Mmm Mmm goodness Heaven on a paper plate can I get a witness And BBQ chicken with my drink of choice And once it’s time to dig in you won’t hear my voice Just tunes rockin’ from someone boom box and Their cousin’s on DJ, at least that’s what he say So anyway I’m about to hide Rumor is they about to do the Cha Cha slide And I don’t do that there Ooh who that there You fine but even you shouldn’t do that there Look like somebody uncle can’t seem to keep up Give that man a chair ‘cause you can see he drunk But everybody’s having fun and I ain’t one to hate For real Joe this might be the best one to date Hook (rnb)(2x) Bridge(rnb) Said it’s time less of stress Breeze begun heat is on For everyone, Blue is Gone Green is high, It’s the Time! Verse 3 No matter how hard times get we gotta elevate And remember life is something that we should celebrate So I never hesitate to talk about my favorite function Catch me at somebody cookout with a big ol’ plate of something Turkey or hamburgers, hell maybe catfish Chicken, potato salad, baby back ribs Franks and plenty chips only here’s when you eat good Even when pennyless and the list goes on Let the soda, quarter water and the liq’s flow on Wide variety of poison for your pleasure man the weather Don’t get no better than this I’m hoping heaven is this On an infinite loop if you feeling this too sing… Hook (2x) Bridge Verse rnb It’s that feeling That you recieve To let you know life is Tight and green Don’t come that often So I ain’t missing out The love it gives is what’s Life is all about! We ‘bout to roll to the barbeque To chill with the green and erase the blue I’m ‘bout to talk to this girl right here Maybe it’s their body or the clothes they wear I’m ‘bout to roll their with my dogs To pick up a bite or maybe ball We ‘bout to roll to the Barbeque Damn those summer days be calling you!
Verse 1 I got one blood brother but there are many others Who I share a bond with that is simply unbreakable Helped me see clear when my vision was blurred So understand friend really ain’t a strong enough word Could thank you a million times still feel like I ain’t said enough Could chill everyday and wouldn’t get enough Of each others company You’re my brother see You would never front on me and vice versa But life hurt us every so often Letting months slips by and no talking Over petty stuff that we’re way bigger than For life we’ll be kin intro to the end Put my word on it and my life as well We gotta move as a unit because this life is hell You’ll never be alone as long as there’s breathe in me I’m where I’m at ‘cause yall bring out the best in me. Hook When push comes to shove know I still got love for… My Mza My My My Man When shit gets hot you know your back is got yeah… My Mza My My My Man Repeat Hook Verse 2 Look at yall man… Some of yall are fathers now Or about to be and you say you’re proud of me The feelings are mutual Seeing yall own grown up is unsual See we still stay in touch with our inner child ‘Cause we ain’t too grown up to be getting wild Reminiscing on them broads that did us foul Trying to poison the circle but we avoided the hurdle And kept it moving ‘cause our bonds everlasting Yo I’ll get your back without ever asking If you need me best believe me I’m here for you man I’ve been loyal fam See all I am is the result of yall energy The positive vibe and support yall be giving me So this one here’s for all of my brethren Just sending yall back the love and blessing Hook (2x) Verse 3 Remember Mall hopping booking youngins hoping that it leads to Draws dropping showing onions that’ll get a brothers Eyes popping none of that no more ‘Cause we got wives and queens who we stay down for But not all us some are still playing the field Looking for women who they can build with in chill But when we come together just me and the fellas The vibes always right we could be doing whatever For example in NY we hit clubs Or open mics spitting fire ‘cause you know we stay Flowing tight And next we hit Uno’s To get our grub on and after that who knows Back MD or next door Washington At an Up and Up party cuz ain’t nothing as hot them And when we eat B it’s chicken and Mambo Sauce After that we hit the late night cinema of course Damn I love that Yall always show love here’s the love back with interest A dedication to all yall is what this is When I’ve said my last rhyme and we’re memories in pictures I’ll be with ya my brother my best friend My partner, the n-word whatever your preference My man 50 grand but our friendship is priceless The ones I want by my side no matter the crisis Hook (3x) Outro My Mza My My My Man My Mza My My My Man My Man… 50 Grand To all of yall… Too many names to list Too many names to list… but uh… Yo Jamal… rock rock on My man Asif… rock rock on Cash rick-a-rock rock on My man Sherm rock rick-a-rock rock on Big M where you at…
Opium 04:19
Close yours eyes. Just relax. Feel it in your veins… flowing through body… like it’s opium. Dopeness. Hook Just… close your Eyes. As we Rise. Amongst the Skies… It… gets in your Brain. Flows through your Veins. And sooths your Pain Verse 1 I float like a hovercraft sting like a stun gun I’m the type of MC savages run from When you’re dead and gone we’re gon’ hunt down your kinfolk Ripped nuff’ spots kept mics as mementos The world’s ass backwards that’s why they keep their shit in I let it all out sharing with who ever listens Domo arigato to my Tokyo massive Big up to Brooklyn and the cats I went to Pratt with (Save the best for last kid) No doubt, fa’sheezy Wouldn’t be here without Maryland, DC… And VA. So I rep for them until my D-Day Without a shadow of doubt, or hint of hesitation Infinite and beyond is our final destination Trying to eat without reservations I doubt it Whether joints by Chew-Fu pr joints Hyde Out did Curtains if I use it. I’ll hurt you with my music Hypnotic, melodic, lyrically diabolic, Orderly chaotic, au natural never robotic product Lets just call it natures narcotic Because every quote for them is like opium Hook Just… close your Eyes. As we Rise. Amongst the Skies… (Feels right to me, take flight with me) It… gets in your Brain. Flows through your Veins. And sooths your Pain. (It’s no hope for them, My style’s opium) Verse 2 When I grab the microphone you know it’s ‘bout to get ugly Anything goes flow’s rough than rugby I represent lovely, better yet beautifully If your girl ain’t on it be patient she soon will be What you call next ish is old school to me Don’t really rock jewelry I spend my doe… On things that’s important like food and home And to represent the culture I use my poems Till my people stand taller than the Tokyo tower Through rainy days even meteor showers Need your power just to keep my composure While others damn near sell their souls for exposure You say you keep it real, to that I’m-a hold ya’ How you housing shit when I’m causing foreclosures Thought diamonds was a girl’s best friend But nowadays they seem to attract more men What’s next? Airbrushed pics? Cross-dressing? What to make of it? When did thug rappers become high maintenance? Pardon me, if I find your silly raps laughable And disagree when you say my rhymes aren’t factual Grew up in the streets with most of you cats Just I didn’t fall victim to most of the traps Now I’m suppose to be wack ‘cause I ain’t busting a gat And don’t be making videos out exploiting us blacks It’s more than a rap. But, thoughts that’ll teach the blind Doing my thing like Krang when I speak my mind To reach my kind and many others Ultra V. They don’t want it with any of us. We gotta be (Dope!) Hook
Let Me Stay 04:31
U.V. Ink Ope Entertainment T-Dot Substantial We in the building. Tell you a little story. Listen up, peep. Check it out. Verse 1 There was no other way to word it. It would appear That youngin’ right was the closest to thing perfect I had laid eyes on. It was after a show And what do you know baby girl’s feeling my song Never mad at that she was nice on the eyes Would give anything to rub ice on her thighs And count her goose bumps. Try to tickle her fancy Ol’girl was so fine I’d let her call me Stanley (Whoa!) Yeah I know right! Far from Snow White Black queen just graduated from Grambling On a late summer night we were on her stoop chatting About her future plans and my usual rap thing Seems she felt the vibrations minus the sex toy (but was scared) ‘Cause in the day she was played like Metroid I understood that but understand this You know I couldn’t walk away with just a damn kiss so I said… Hook (Hey baby let me stay) How that sound to you? (Hey baby let me stay) Baby girl what trying to do? (I don’t care what you’re friend are about to say.) They can say what they want but I can’t front I’m trying to get down with you Verse 2 Fast forward fireworks (shit!) I thought I saw the A-Bomb But couldn’t see this chick was as volatile as napomb She said she loved me, I still wasn’t sure yet But she said she knew from the night on her doorstep And she knew that moment was something she never forget I provided her warmth she couldn’t get with Gore-Tex All that from little old me (Hold on) Love you don’t really know me (What’s wrong) I was thinking out loud didn’t mean to offend you Honestly I’m lucky to be friend you. ‘Cause you… Yet to show me something that I didn’t like. Though… The face you made a second ago, was kind of psycho But everybody eyes bug out now and then. It’s nothing. Why’s her eyebrow twitching again? She bugging! Love chill! I’m not going to leave you. You fell for me in a night, that’s hard to believe boo Pump your breaks baby. Lets let this thing simmer love And spin some more time ‘fore we pick it up Damn! Shit’s getting out of hand should’ve known. Let me get my keys So I can take you home. She don’t want to be alone so she said… Hook (Hey baby let me stay) Baby I don’t know? (Hey baby let me stay) Maybe you should go? (I don’t care what you’re friend are about to say.) Let me get to the point so I can break it down to yall… listen up. Verse 3 Damn! Shit got out of hand Hit it twice, third strike put me in an ambulance Let me back track… so you can get the whole story And show you when and where it went wrong with shorty. The more I got to know her it was like overexposure ‘Cause star… was short a few cookies in her jar And the scar on her heart and mind technically no fault of mine But I wasn’t helping with my endless quest for more behind But I really dug her. Could’ve even loved her If it wasn’t for the fact she had stalker potential Didn’t take much to see she’s possibly mental Broke in my crib I had to start locking windows Thought one of my sisters was my mistress Snuffed me, then beat my sister half bloody That’s cruddy the situation’s past ugly It’s a damn shame what she did to that puppy Got an order of restraint then she snuck in back of me Bash me with a bottle till the damn glass cut me Now I’m bleeding getting stomped to the ground Then she says by the way I’m dumping you now All from a girl who’s pops wasn’t around Now I’m calling 9-11 hoping cops come around When they finally show up… I’m laying on the curb As they put the cuffs on her last words that I heard were… Hook (Hey baby let me stay) Not a chance in hell! (Hey baby let me stay) Girl you going to jail! (I don’t care what you’re friend are about to say.) See, see, see that shit right there Now I know your ass crazy. Those aren’t my friends those are the damn cops! Cops! Crazy! (Hey baby let me stay) Hell away from it here! (Hey baby let me stay) You gotta go my dear! (I don’t care what you’re friend are about to say) My friends don’t wear blue. And walk around with billy clubs, hitting crazy girls upside their head!
Yeah! J. Johnson I see you (Fresh Daily) I see you dogs. Lets get into it Verse 1 I’m an unleashed beast that ain’t had a feast in weeks You’re the hunted and my hunger’s increased with beats Better come with a cross or at least a priest And I don’t address cowards you can speak to feet Not the best but I’m nicer than I need to be Stage show is something you pay a fee to see Though it’s priceless sometimes I speak for free If it pleases me the flow’s TNT (Boom!) (Sound like Sasquatch feet thundering shaking the concrete) While you’re trying to be better I’m better without trying Instead of trying to kill it you’d be better off dying You’re the fat kid in dodgeball, nobody will miss you Competition? Please this punks hardly an issue Go ‘head shoot the gift… I’m launching a missile And dog it’s official it’s on target to hit you My squadron will rip you. You talk hard with a pistol I’ll take a sock full of nickels and leave you slaughtered and crippled (Sound like Sasquatch feet thundering shaking the concrete) Hook(Fresh Daily) I’m a legend hear about me rarely see me but (watch out) Care fill my shoes but wanna see me get (stomped out) Man or the myth, Big Foot is the monster Sasquatch my hand squashes your squadron Hands up, man up, it’s about to be A Goddamn catastrophe can’t amount to me Bridge Come On Repeat 2x Verse 2 Idiots trying to put my shoes on I’m harming you corns with a sharpened shoehorn You’ve waited for the album and sure it’s been too long (Turn it up) Let it rock in your Scion or Yukon Get respect from Tokyo to Tuscan The hood wouldn’t even cop your shit with a coupon You’re ass out without the daisy dukes on You’re trespassing no loitering move on (Sound like Sasquatch feetthundering shaking the concrete) Didn’t show up to start disrespecting people I’ve only come to kill it like the sex is lethal Dick Dastardly, spit massive heat To this classic beat… and I know what you expected But dead it after 3 on to the next rhyme scheme It’s over dear. Bambi’s caught in the high beams Messed around now you’re a stain on asphalt For trying to stand off toe to toe with Sasquatch Please! Yo you call that a live show? The audience is dead, what your ass still alive for Beat down the promoter then collect my doe Never a problem if you book anyone I know Boo-ed your style can’t move the crowd confused at how They only scream (HO!!!) When they spot your girl She gave my Mic a Jack son and rocked my world Worked it out and I ain’t talking about squats and curls (Sound like Sasquatch feet thundering shaking the concrete) Hook (Fresh Daily)
(Master you are fresh) Thank you minion Verse Dr. Thinkenriem’s the name Slaughtered Webster and redefined the game with the most sublime of brains I’m a genius’ genius I’ll show things that you’ve only seen on your Zenith So stop looking at me like I don’t speak English And upgrade you IQ (Well explain) I’ll try to See what I’m working on is a flawless M.C The rawest M.C. you all can envy And all this simply because most lack something No longer will I sit on my backside and do nothing So let’s get in on like Judge Mills Lane And first thing we’ll need is Chuck D’s brain (Why) for 2 reasons Fear of a Black Planet And it takes a nation of millions goddamn it (But what about the body?) It’s far from essential Because of modern technology it can be artificial And though it sounds sadder than someone dying a virgin I’ve already hired Lil’ Kim’s plastic surgeon Now moving right along to the vocal chords (Who’s voice you gonna use?) Well of course the lords! As in Lord have Mercy keep rappers screaming Open his mouth up and it sounds like god speaking I’m creating the coming better save yourself (You’re trying to play God?) Please I can’t play myself! So let’s see where was I oh yes F-L-O to the W for that we’ll need pharaoh Monch and Eminem two marksman with wordplay who are gifted like Christmas and it’s also they’re birthday For creativity use the Last Emperor He’ll be unoriginal when New Mexico has a black Senator And that’s of high importance so he’s never lack luster And next we’ll inject him with the energy of Busta Rhymes got some gauzes check This is my experiment so fuck what yall expect but I believe he could use a bit more energy So I’ll hit him with a dose of some M.O.P. And Supernatural for freestyle ability LL and KRS 1 for longevity But he could never be complete without soul It’s the very thing that makes us feel whole So after I completed this diagnosis I filled him with soul of the mighty Mos Def Because he love what he does and he’s quite lyrical And he doesn’t just write rhymes he writes spirituals Speaking of lyrics last but not least We need lyrics to complete this Hip hop masterpiece And my experiment nears completion at last For lyrics will need Common Sence and Ras Kass Because these 2 cats are some of the best that done it keep the rest running and shook as if death’s coming (What about Rakim you gotta use him for something?) I’m quite aware of that they don’t call him the god for nothing We’ll use him for presence see how can I say this To share a cipher with him is to stand near greatness I’ve finally completed a supreme M.C. My dream M.C. to team with me And put an end to wackness without leniency revolutionize sound revolution is now So rise come on rise damn it Open your eyes and lets rock the planet So rise come on rise damn it Open your eyes and lets rock the planet! Hook It’s alive!!! I’ve created a monster Won’t be satisfied til the planet is conquered Battle I think is not what cha really wanna do Every body make way god on the move!!! Repeat Hook
Verse 1 (Substantial) Bring your crew if you’re feeling them killing them with This past super lyrical, spiritual shit That bashes your physical to little bits It’s that simple you’ll want a miracle quick No one ask you to spit but you’re yapping your lips So I have to just smack you and that’s what you get So don’t get me started. I get retarded Only when shopping are you hitting Targets I won’t stop till maggots feel your carcass With little or no effort I’m ill regardless Get bombarded with this hard shit Only equal to a blow from God’s fist Oh my God it’s so obnoxious How I paint pain with words like an artist Probably at home right now eating garbage While my team’s dining on greens and cod fish Doing squat lifts getting brawlic Giving pounds so hard that they tear cartilage Some may think what I’m talking’s a gimmick Till they’re cursed with a permanent limp wrist That goes perfect with your purse and lipstick Don’t get murdered for perping on pimp shit You deserve to get hurt with a thin shiv And deserted while birds leave your skin ripped! Hook Silly rappers think they really matter In a trance so they can’t hear the laughter Get your mans bet them bamas get fractured ‘Cause none of yall really want to get hammered and battered Repeat Hook Verse 2 (Mr. S.O.S.) Get braced for school. You too basic to come face my crew. Battle ya like Gallagher actin like your face is fruit. Movin to your ankles. True. This is my way of thanking you for preparing me to make me wanna try shanking you With a little bit of language juice. As I spit on your damaged shoes Turnin this room into a tanning booth Leaving everybody that we feel is unworthy cracked in two That’s what me and Substantial do to bad examples of Hip Hop… Arms, legs, and heads, they all Get chopped… Fingers and toes thrown in Ziplocks as they drip drop… Caning rappers like a Pimp shop… With single whores in Singapore so forget props. Muthafucka you’ll be lucky if you ever get shot To put you out your Misery like Paul did Annie I’m your daddy. Call for Mammy ‘cause my next target’s your family. Hook Verse 3 (Sub) Start weeping and balling the reaper is calling These weaklings for speaking I’ll beat them and maul them (SOS) Crack your teeth and smash jaws and give ya momma breathing problems When I call and tell her you’re asleep 6 feet deep in her garden (Sub) That’s right stupid’s now fertilizing her tulips & lawn for trying 2 get it on when the kid was sweeter than cinnamon (SOS) toast… crunching functions plus attacking joints Won’t… see 9-1-1 coming cause that’s the point! (Sub)Battering Men, Shattering limbs because we’re badder than them (SOS) Brain, splattering them, damaging them all with hammers and pins (Sub) Die! You worthless serpent with no purpose (SOS) Sorry weak amateur flirting with hospital curtains (Sub) I’ll put your once rowdy ass in a full body cast (SOS) Hit your little punanny ass like a tsunami blast (Sub) You shits call it quits like retired divorcees (SOS) Pissing on you kids. this is how it is now cause you forced me.
Verse 1 Who am I? Watch the crowd not say a word Though I’m easily one of the nicest that you never heard When I spit these bars Some people said it wouldn’t Get me far, but time will tell if rhyming well Will get me put on a label allowing me to put Food on the table and maybe the chance to learn ya While some of my so called competition be on a ma- terial mission kicking fiction that don’t concern ya I’m out to earn ya respect and see a little cheddar Like some of these other fellas regardless to what they tell ya Because the revolution need funding No time for any of yall who be fronting We hop obstacles then struggle on til we Stop cop pistols from busting on Men of color round the globe and ya know I’m down to flow Till my town will blow MD to the fullest Did you hit a pound of dro saying that it wouldn’t happen Sun you sounding slow need to pick up the pace I’ll give you a taste of many displays that’s missing these days You kids get disgrace in plenty of ways… Hook My Flow is F-L-U-I-D (Fluid) F-L-U-I-D (Fluid) There really ain’t nothing to it I do it so easily That these emcees turn green with envy I’m simply Repeat Hook Verse 2 This rhyme juggler smothers your ears with stuff that appears To be nothing but sheer pleasure to the inner soul If it’s cold I’ll bless ya with something far from boring That’ll get your earth hot you can call it global warming Yo I’ve never served rock only dope I’ve ever pushed Came in the form of audio I’m fresher than Kush Incense with the sentence that I’ve concocted You brag on your gun but lack the know how to cock it You’re S-T-U-P-I-D stupid! Yall be spreading hate like the counterpart of cupid We bombard through it with positive energy That harming my enemies you can’t shatter my inner peace I get fatter in minutes B I’ma keep flowing Fluid! You drown in the sound keep going Beats keep me open I keep the speech potent Keep you p’noid when I get that glow like Leroy Hook Repeat Hook Verse 3 You are now witnessing rare form going into overdrive You can sleep I open eyes with bulky pliers flows get fired Like their rhymes were wrote on pink slips I think quick when ink drips You’re scared to innovate your rhymes softer than pink lips I’m harder than an armadillo shell Too much drama hit you armor make you want to kill yourself Feeble minded use to have knowledge of self Then we were blinded by this thug talk and jewels Need to rewind it get our third eyes in focus So kids can quote this the real will notice That this is dopeness and anything else Can remain on the shelf it ain’t about it’s all about Mental health and cultural innovation Brought with no hesitation for our hip-hop nation Thank you for your time to the gals and guys that listen Now but it on a plate and eat it till the itus kicks in Hook Repeat Hook Finale Shift gears gimme the mic and I’ll give fear Venomous strikes that Hits ears fearsome the Questluv of eardrums Hear none worthy of repeating hear some Worthy of a beating here comes the dirtiest of heathens I’m a cordless mic wire A flat tricep white text on white flyers The invisible man invincible Stan all praise due Got you switching your plan call phase two As if you had the graf artist number on speed dial Verbal swordsmen warden incarcerate freestyles Written or off the brain get engulfed in flames On some Harriet Tubman shit off the chains!
Verse 1 Yeah I do this for the love of the music But it never hurts to get a little something to do it Especially when these dummies getting paid out the ass And those nicest at it aren’t really making no cash Youngins’ getting signed labels raping they ass And those I once respected have been making some trash People think that pure hip-hop has taken a dash When all along I’ve been keeping it safe in the stash For a rainy day and it’s been pouring for years The culture has suffered I’ve been ignoring her tears Now I’m fighting for her through expression of self And I fight for my fam at times getting no help (but I keep at it) At times my story it may seem tragic But I change to miracle man you thought you’ve seen magic ‘Cause they’ve never seen a struggle so beautiful It’s my everyday this is nothing unusual Hook This is more than street shit This is if I don’t make it we won’t eat shit people need this More than rapper rhyming to the beat shit Life reenacted on disc repeat this Repeat Hook Verse 2 Been rhyming over a decade far from rich But I’m blessed to get paid from the bars I spit Ironic because the microphone I never thought to grab it At least I turned this art form to a self supporting habit Still broker than a mofo can’t live off show doe Thank God I can draw or there goes my logo Gotta be another way ain’t got the doe ‘cause So I’m force to do it all like one half of L.O.T.U.G. Pay someone to do what I’m doing man for what But the constant grind I’m on will make a man go nuts Playing phone tag with these cold ass executives To the point I barely have time to call my relatives Free time negative it’s like I gotta schedule it Deep ‘cause at times I forget I to sleep Feels like time wasted when on your grind face it This shit here has never been for the weak How would you know if you never been in the streets Blocks hot to the point that it singes our feet When dawn cracks it’s on black though I tire Early bird gets the worm and sores much higher Hook Verse 3 Write my own rhymes you ain’t telling me nothing Cover designs mine also sick with production But this heat you’re hearing is that of Suede Jury Illustrating my pain to the track he made for me What can you say to me, you ain’t understanding me Pressing my own CD’s and cutting the covers manually Chop and bagging that quality product Just for cats to download it gotta be my luck Youngin’ do you know how much I paid for this My paper’s outta here like VHS and Laserdisc Broke and forced to promote online But the dudes I grew up with don’t go online So the one’s that need to hear it most don’t know I exist Meanwhile hip-hop music is going to shit Gotta eat before I starve and my ribs is showing But that’s what you get when you live for flowing Hook Repeat Hook
Verse 1 You want things similar to a quick fix ‘Cause you’re known to stay all in the mix like twix sticks You want sick whips & thick chicks to ride with ya A tight squad that’ll fight hard and die with ya You rhyme because you want to get put on badly So you can stack paper taller than Sean Bradley You want nice clothes platinum and white gold Sprinkled in diamonds my how the ice glows You like hoes you hit with ease eager to please ‘Cause you type swole and getting cheese and you emcee So life’s a piece of cake and sweeter than new coochie Until it throws you a curve and now you look like Pookie What happened?!? Too busy living for today Tomorrow isn’t guaranteed but be prepared anyway So you’ll have a little something if it shows up Don’t wanna see you hit rock bottom and go nuts Watch these loose booty broads ‘cause the next chick That you sex with could lead to your exit If you must ride the fast lane be sure to buckle up Chasing what you want don’t even realize when you’re fucking up Hook (I know what you want) Yes indeed but I’d rather give you what you need (I know what you want) 4) Though this is true only you really know what’s best for you… right??? (I know what you want) 6) Yes indeed but I’d rather give you what you need (I know what you want) (So what you what you what you want) Verse 2 You want a baller girl who’ll promise you all the world And everything between with many pretty things that gleam Pull up at clubs on dubs pushing his fast car Too late to break your hearts speeding like Nascar It’s amazing what chicks be shaking their ass for You’re just material girls like Madonna Fronting like virgins when dudes be splurging She certainly leaves pockets and hearts hurting This person wants a lot with nothing at the table That she brought expect a pretty face & fables But I can’t be mad youngin’ in that’s all she know She never got the proper guidance that she need to grow She thinks that money is the only thing she need him for That’s all she need to know if she got her paper right Heavy to us but baby girl thinks it’s light Until she finds it hard to look at her own face at night You need a man that loves you for the beautiful person you are Too many in the past abused and hurt you leaving you scarred And they disregard the seed they planted in you Now your heart has harden and you plan to get loot I truly nowhere you’re coming from girl no doubt But don’t forget you’re only gonna get what you throw out Don’t miss a good thing to prove you’re bad There’s a better way girl just choose the path Hook


“Sacrificial Lambs” is a compilation of songs cut from the highly anticipated new album “Sacrifice”. Substantial first started work on “Sacrifice” in 2001 so, these songs span 5 years. Not every song on this release was cut because of what it lacked, some were cut because of issues between Substantial and the producer(s) and other issues that came about.

Raw rhymes + quality production = A Great Hip-Hop Album! Buthere’s the catch, Sacrificial Lambs is “…an album, it’s just not the album”, as Substantial states in the intro of this top notch project. Basically, it’s a collection of songs cut from his release, Sacrifice. This is an upbeat, and at time dark project, with enough knock to have fans reaching for the nearest neck brace. Sacrificial Lambs is clearly a cut above the average hip-hop release.


released June 20, 2006

Executive Producer: Substantial

Cover Art: Stan B. Robinson
Photo: Chad Griffith
Clothing: DiamondandBones.com

2, 15 - Produced by Algorythm
3 - Produced by Milco
4, 7, 9 - Produced by Chew Fu
5 - Produced by FlipOne
8, 14 - Produced by Substantial
10 - Produced by T. Dot
11 - Produced by Von Johnson
12 - Produced by Milio
13, 17 - Produced by Tonedeff
16 - Produced by Suede Jury


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