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THEfonzarelliPROJECT (theLP)

by THEfonzarelliPROJECT

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this_wikid_stikk_kid great work man, some bangers on this one, love it! Favorite track: JUST A YEAR AGO.
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(Verse One) I hail form California, where we grow hella grass Crazy on the freeway, going hella fast Ill Technics know to get the kid hella scratch ‘for I leave this bitch I bet my crib have a heli-pad TreeGang fillin’ scripts for them cataracts Matter of fact, Im the catalyst of Mac-attacks Backpack rapper, duffle bag rapper I bust down a pack and serve a custy ass rapper Bad bitch ass tapper, whip black lacquered Ooh that Fonzarelli be a slick ass bastard Ambitionz az a ridah, peep where it take us I stay winning like Im Stevie out in Vegas I’m hitting 16 bars like a pub crawl Leave ‘em fucked up like a tre-8 snub drawn Killa Cali – Home of the drive-by Drink in my cup, puffin dank watchin time fly (Verse Two) Nah, this ain’t no gimmick, bitch I live this West Coast shit you call style I call getting’ Baked after wake up, Chucks or Vans laced up Where G’s come up in yo face, that’s called face fucked Boy this that west coast maxed out Hot shit, wife-beaters, tats out Type of shit to make the hoes go topless Type of shit to cause riots, make the hood go cop-less Man, this probably where the spirit of Pac lives so I scream KILLUMINATI, give me back them choppas with my window down, yeah, and my joint lit rollin’ down Rodeo with a shotgun, don’t trip a little Zack de la Rocha for you baby, a product of the eighties, I may have gone crazy I give a fuck what the nerds say Guaranteed a muhfucka stay paid in the worst way (Verse Three) I got love for ya’ll but Cali is my birthplace I’m from out there, so don’t go there Sunshine, pollution, and bad traffic man It’s the shit, just ask the Prince, he in Bel Aire I think it’s fair to say that we back on I never tripped, I knew the bullshit wouldn’t last long Actin’ like we all died when Pac passed on Like 40-Water dried up or Dre made his last song. Can you believe this man? They tryna act like Richie ain’t Rich no mo’ They tryna act like, like Cube aint making flics no mo’ They tryna act like, like Short ain’t sayin’ bitch no mo’ Ya’ll too big-headed man, that crown don’t fit no mo’ Give it back to the West, the shit’s cyclical A muhfucka like me straight fit the bill Bumbaclot pussy boi, they sleep at the wheel Yo, im in the back door like, “YO WE HERE!”
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(Verse One) Thinking back on that one room shack when my Mom broke her back for that shirt on my back Sorry Ma but im flippin the script I got a 10 o’clock flight to the 206 Socks damp, walking the Ave A bus pass and two sacks was all that I had Two turned to four, and then four to eight That buss pass turned to Washington plates I got a little something from a lot of nothing The elevator to my crib got a lot of buttons How much difference a day makes Especially when you grind all night until daybreak From my spot I can see where the new jacks hang And all the spots where I used to slang Funny how much reflects in the mirror yo I cant believe all that was a year ago (Verse Two) Shit was all good just a year ago Bad hoes, mad head, mad weed to blow TreeGang loot, now Im rollin fly 3-piece suit 745 got a squad on the job, yeah – Im the big homie club promoters and the restaurant owners know me West Coast love – San Fran’, San Diego Mondrian Sunset Strip, rockin Purple Label No AOL but I got mail Then I blinked and my dreams turned into hell Folks you know turn ghost so ill Homeboy turned snitch now my crib is a cell D.A. want my head on a plate so I copped Chapter ends with a sentence then the gavel drops Kissed Moms on the cheek, tears began to roll 3-months time served, I got a year to go (Verse Three) Prison was an oven; my flow baked and got hotter For my familia I got love; for foes nada Same job, you know the kid still stack dollars and my son about to be back with his Papa Hip-Hop til the day that my heart stop My sound beat cause I come from the hard knocks I step up to the curves they throw Cause the ills only add to the murder he wrote So it’s back to the drawing board but im like Basquiat Im from the block and the squares cant box me out Yeah – I take the best from the worst Have-nots get skills making magic from a curse I guess the penn made me wanna stay near to those folks in my life that took time and wrote Now I hop in the whip, shift gears and go and to think all that was a year ago…..
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(Chorus) I know just how you feel when you’re looking at me I can’t help what it be Cold as fuck with my chick, ain’t it obvi baby Why ya’ll fuckin’ with me? AHHH AHHH every time I look up, these hoes tryna look up ( repeat) (Verse One) Bitch, yeah im on that shit My chick on my arm, why ya’ll on my dick? I mean, I know my fit look fly as hell McQueen on me, on my queen Chanel See I was trying to be polite but now You’re taking it too far Thirsty ass hoe, take yo azz to the pool bar Just a matter of time before my chick get back Little firecracker mixed thang, temper bad I know you seen her – when we came up in this bitch Strut meaner – than a pit on gun powder Hoes turn green, all these dudes turn sour Say what ya want but ya face like "how?" This that shit I’m all about Just me and my bitch, but we got the whole fuckin couch Yeah – Just hoggin it up In the club burnin Bubba straight smoggin it up (Chrorus) I know, I know just how it go She steps away then ya’ll approach Ya gonna find out ya’ll ain’t fuckin with me No cuffin don’t really need to bro You think I’d step out with a ho? Please muhfucka, I’m as fresh as a white T Here’s a Bandaid for your ego after getting at wifey I’m just taking these shots down Fully entertained watchin playas get shot down So go polish your Roley, She ain’t need none of that She interested in solely Moi That cat with that timeless steez And I aint fall for the gimmicks Or them trendy beats Plus I can ride through the city With my mind at ease That’s why I get her panties droppin You’re just droppin them G’s, please! (Chorus) These hoes got me caught up Between ironic and cliché Hoes didn’t want me now they all up on me like heat waves You know, here then gone When I was single tryna kick it Ya’ll were off then on but… Now ya ‘bout it ‘bout it Tryna slide me your number while you squeezing by me while I must say no, I must admit I took a peek and you really do have nice…. But I’m gon’ pass on that I like ass, this my girl See the ass on that? Shit… See the tab, see the drinks, See the minks laid out? This all her man Chick paid out I ain’t payin for shit My girl treat me like Steadman up in this bitch Ain’t that nuts? I can’t even go Dutch Unless she fly me off to Holland for the Cannabis Cup.
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BAGGAGE 03:58
I got baggage, it's far from Louis I keep it G'd up just like Gucci Loose women, Jack, and doobies I live my life like a fuckin movie Damn right, it's just like that I'm the prodigal son On the road right back Stuck on this money, it's just like crack Now I goitta get this monkey up off my back I should've known when I dipped my pinky Doe makes these hoes so kinky Dro smoke got my eyes so chinky Blurred vision til them lights start blinking....
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UNFAITHFUL 05:22
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O.M.W. 04:41
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CITY LIGHTS 04:53
CITY LIGHTS I feel alone in this universe Like I’m posted on Mars as the world turns Awestruck staring at the son while they star struck Diamonds in the rough barely glimmer But we pause them Cause a spectacle Front row or lawn seat They come to witness how A rose grow from concrete Lost a couple Knights sacrificed a Queen but victory is sweeter when you’re winning with a pawn piece Talk is cheap but this testimony cost me More than I can mention many lessons from a dark street Girl of my dreams pulling on my heartstrings It’s impossible; I barely hear my heart beat Swear to God I lost it on the one that had my offspring Summer, Fall, Winter now I’m Pulling on my drawstrings Funny how seasons bring new Elements and lost leaves Forever green droppin Needles on these hard beats (CHORUS) Only hope in the end that I did it right Hard to be an angel when you’re living in a sinner’s life Cause the city looks so pretty when you’re high above the city lights Only hope in the end that I did it right Hard to be an angel when you live a big city life Cause the city looks so pretty when you’re high above the city lights (Repeat) Is it me or is life a dichotomy Every situation either adds or takes a part of me black or white easy but the grey makes it hard to read Tide makes the line in the sand rather hard to see I would rather set course to a calm sea But the current status quo Got me compromising me Deed for your soul doesn’t always have a dotted line Fine print and verbiage confusing You could lose your life When you’re heaven turns to hell And you’re in the flame This is braille for the blind Feel what I’m saying Or do ills in the vein got you slippin on materialistic mirages out in the distance Only hope in the end that I did it right Show my son how to shine Brighter than these city lights According to the Bible, you don’t get to live it twice Last time I close my eyes I hope my spirit flies (CHORUS REPEATS)
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APE ON EM 03:51
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ROSES 04:16
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A body of work designed to be heard continuously front to back. THEfonzarelliPROJECT LP exemplifies the beauty that lies in the struggle and is translated through the language of poetry. The production of the album meshes various genres and blurs the line between popular music and underground hip-hop.

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released September 26, 2015

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