ATL-Original
by Blessed Wun
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ATL Original
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Freddrick Dug-less
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I
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Red Eye
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Inner City
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Barz
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The One
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Historical A
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A-town Down
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Who me
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Girl Like That
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Really though
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Champion ft. Motown
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Atlanta Hip-Hop
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released 16 February 2010
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- Track Name: ATL Original
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I represent Atlanta as a residential primate
Cause I was born in the “A” I didn’t have to migrate
I got a civilian heart but a presidential mind state
If honesty is illegal I’m about to raise the crime rate
Wait a moment while I start my tank
And explode drawing with pens as I start to paint
I’m on Atlanta sidelines like Arthur Blank
Reciting lines that’ll leave minds of author’s blank
From Flat shoals and Flakes mill to MLK
I rep Atlanta like Jesse Hill and MLK
I’m on the Underground Railroad
Freeing slaves and galvanizing the game til the underground sales more
All are bored with the mainstream
I think I can, I think I can, TRAIN lames to think again
The main thing is to recognize the main thing
Hip-Hop is dying cause rappers just wanna gain green
That’s why nobody’s safe
Like Atlanta-Hartsfield letting ammo through the gate
Off a plane from Pakistan tagged bags read the Taliban
But rappers’ll do anything to pack a stand
They said Atlanta is the Mecca – for now
But I say that Atlanta is forever
As long as we bring the real back
I’m going fishing for competition with rod and bait
Cause this is reel rap
Homey so where you live at?
Im dropping tangible quotes – can you feel that?
A hot track … (=) I will kill that
So much so, Wanda will have to say “he did that”
Im the new news Sophia should thank me
Im spitting bars so cold I made Frank Ski
It’s Blessed Wun introducing fate
The A-Town Original Mix tape - Track Name: Freddrick Dug-less
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I represent Atlanta as a residential primate
Cause I was born in the “A” I didn’t have to migrate
I got a civilian heart but a presidential mind state
If honesty is illegal I’m about to raise the crime rate
Wait a moment while I start my tank
And explode drawing with pens as I start to paint
I’m on Atlanta sidelines like Arthur Blank
Reciting lines that’ll leave minds of authors blank
From Flat shoals and Flakes mill to MLK
I rep Atlanta like Jesse Hill and MLK
I’m on the Underground Railroad
Freeing slaves and galvanizing the game til the underground sales more
Cause all are bored with the mainstream
I think I can, I think I can, TRAIN lames to think again
The main thing is to recognize the main thing
Hip-Hop is dying cause rappers just wanna gane green
That’s why nobody’s safe
Like Atlanta-Hartsfield letting ammo through the gate
Off a plane from Pakistan tagged bags read the Taliban
But rappers’ll do anything to pack a stand
They said Atlanta is the Mecca – for now
But I say that Atlanta is forever
As long as we bring the real back
I’m going fishing for competition with rod and bait
Cause this is reel rap
Homey so where you live at?
Im dropping tangible quotes – can you feel that?
A hot track … (=) I will kill that
So much so, Wanda will have to say “he did that”
Im the new news Sophia should thank me
Im spitting bars so cold I made Frank Ski
It’s Blessed Wun introducing fate
The A-Town Original Mix tape - Track Name: I
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When it comes to these rhymes I'm a leader and it’s evident
Commander in chief like the president
So ima keep it brief like pelican
And flow hard and cold as a tree on Mt. Everest
Nonsense rhyming to me is irrelevant
But don’t stop for me do it for your betterment
I'm tryna get to heaven because I'm heaven sent
Flowing in the world now searching for the hell of it
The system is so corrupt people smell of it
U can stay out of court with an out of court settlement
People making tens so thousands just to sell a pit
But they made signs and stood in line just to yell at Vick
If racism is dead because barack buried it
Then why the union workers tend to work for the confederates?
They hate tiger but forgave David letterman
Killing amateurs it’s obvious im a veteran
I – want – you – to – know – this – is - my – life
I – will – not – slow – down – don’t – think – twice
I – grow
I – flow
I – show
I – won’t – stop – til
I – blow - why? – cause
I – want - more
When my - pen begins then it’s out the grenade – I –
Put it on my paper to blow up the page
Been an Atlanta brave since forever like bobby
Yet my flow so hip-hop Xerox can't copy
So u should try to make a dance song - why?
You might be fly but I am Neil Armstrong
A space rocket when I land mine
You’re a small step for a man but I'm a giant leap for man kind
Cause I'm - reppin Christ till I say bye
Flow so hot when drinking water throat stay dry – why?
I'm spitting fire every which way
By the way I'm living higher than a rich “j” -
Once u get my disc bro
It’ll always in ya crib like bro man from the fif flo - and oh
You need to let the hatred go
Aint no need to count the cons when you’re dealing with a pro
I – want – you – to – know – this – is - my – life
I – will – not – slow – down – don’t – think – twice
I – grow
I – flow
I – show
I – won’t – stop – til
I – blow - why?
The radio will never let it play
The truth is what they wanna keep away
But that's exactly what I must relay
Until I'm old and grey
The troops are fighting for Oil of Olay
So you can crank your car up everyday
And drive from where u stay to where u work, then from work to where u stay
We burn 27 billion barrels everday!
Struggling just to put a dollar in ya cheverlot
And yet we barely stop to think and pray
The black family is an endangered thought when thinking of today
Cause women can't discern who's not and who’s gay
But I aint blaming them
I'm blaming them that stray
More or less it’s really nothing left for me to say - - Track Name: Red Eye
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I’m up all night - I’m up all day
I don’t sleep much - Im too busy
I got a job to work - I got work to do
Too much work to rest - Too much work to move
Too many customers
Gotta develop the material the number 1 perennial a hustler
It’s 3’oclock now - It’s 4’oclock wow
I’m working overtime my stash is overstocked now
And so – gotta deliver like a flying stork
But not with babies though -More like a flying fork
And so – gotta deliver like labor pains
Every time I push the pen I’m invading brains
Dropping rhymes like Japan did with Navy planes
Lyrical Global warming yall made me reign
And just in case yall forget it
I’m working harder than ever forever get with it I’m…
Oh my God this boy is killing yall right now man…
Blessed Wun is in the place to be
This boy never sleeps, he stays up all day
Just working in the studio, let’s go, let em’ know
Its 6’oclock now - I met the sun again
Picked up the good book it’s time to meet the Son again
I’m feeling sluggish but at least I’m having fun again
Ok back to work time for fun to end
Too many wanna be’s want a fortune
But they aint – willing to stop chillin on the porch and
Put work behind their words of promise dreaming about they future
They stuck in one spot like their mirror is Medusa
If you used to being broke - I feel you but I don’t
I’m working circles round you like the shape of a croissant
From the a.m. to the p. - I stay in misery
And when I hit the bed my pillow say it’s missing me
Cause sleep I never get - My shoe will never fit
Don’t try to put it on or laziness you’ll forget
Staying down like cement - Releasing like a vent
I’m busy like the president, busy ever since, ever since! I’m
A man yall boys better hit the coffee shop and get a cappuccino
or a frappuchino or something get some caffeine in your system
this boy rollin man… I don’t think yall ready for him… look.. Let’s go
Music is all I do - My neighbor’s catching fits
My beats disturb the peace they think it’s ludicrous
Im true with this -Easy for me to say
If rest is auto-tune? -This this is D.O.A.
I’m not stop like - A long green light
I’m pushing through fatigue like a tight soldier sleeve
I’m a soldier boy – tell ‘em hop out the bed
And put ya swag on - I’m making baker’s bread
I barely stop to eat – my team needs some rest
We going hard like Khaled saying we the best
I blessed this beat –
I’m on to the next one putting holes in the track like swizz beats
Everyday a star is born no rest though
I just wanna be you successful
So prepare to see me working til my minds dead
And even then I’ll be working in sleep cause my eye’s read
A man yall boys got some Visine or something?
This boy eyes red cause he working all the time
yall better get on the grind you know what im tam bout? Its bout time - Track Name: Inner City
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Let’s take a trip into the heart of the city
With 50 million bricks it’s a hard living yearly
Rich people living in it had to start a committee
Called “Get-rid-of-em” excluding the smart and the witty
Yea – bricks first later deal with all the people
They knocked down all the projects without looking through the peephole
Power is in numbers but the numbers aint equal
It’s like – pushing a camel through the eye of a needle
We the people – struggle juggling life and a dream
Neither – sleep or conscience we just caught up in between
In every single city street crime is supreme
Ironically it’s usually on Martin Luther King
I think the schools and the building’s made of Lego’s
Cause they can break’ em down and start over if they say so
Benefiting all except the people lacking peso’s
Instead of Winnebago’s they’d be happy to win a bagel
And so they moved some people out so they could move some people in
Putting people in the streets so people could live within
The Inner – cause ever since the gas prices burst
Suburbia decided not to drive as far to work
So instead of riding buses – they’d rather grab a cab and go to dinner
Filling the other people up with nothing
Thinner bodies thinner population
Within the lobby of a dying nation
Patiently waiting on inauguration
Taking that monumental moment as a sign for change
Hoping – to never have to hold another sign for change
Hearing a thousand “no’s” searching for food
In the garbage with a pile of clothes in a grocery cart that rolls
What will it take for us to realize that we’re supposed
To oppose anything against the human code
Of Love – just focus on the one and only judge and you’ll make it
Into the Inner City up above
In 36’ it started with Tech Wood
In 2009 it ended with Bowen Homes
Broken homes was the Inner City’s vivid eye soar - should
The children suffer cause the neighborhood was wrong?
They said they’d make a voucher for all of the residents
To get housing but they ended up on a waiting list
And for what? – On Sunday they were chillin on the porch
By Monday they were told to leave or get forced
Married to state housing they received a divorce
Prenuptials were signed but of course
So you can get the things that you bought they are yours to take but
The building that you’re living in is mines to break – It’s great
For the wealthy but it’s bad for the poor
What happens when you’re accustomed to having a door?
Now all you have a floor and four mouths to feed
Kids in the street crying it’s too loud to read… geeeesss - Track Name: Barz
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Yea man
A lot of people out there talking like they doing something
But they aint talking about nothing
You know what I’m saying
Everybody infatuated with the fads that are going on
Tryna Changing up their hairstyles wearing skinny jeans
You know what I’m saying
A minute ago it was trapping
Now everybody rapping… yea
In the south people rap a lot
But not like Rap-a-lot
They yap a lot about hanging in the trap a lot
They say that they be making paper on the corners
The only corners I see them on are Lithonia’s
Two hundred thousand dollar homes aint the hood
And you eating good until you make a meal from bologna
Tryna be gangsta just to get ya brain popped
We call’ em soap boxed, because they brainwashed
They think game locked – and so they try to get keys
Thinking they would freeze all the rain drops
Then they put the same snow back in the same pot
Following your mentor swallowing the same block
With the same glock that he had before he got knocked
Until you got stopped in your drop by the same cop
Now you’re in the same pen as your mentor with the same pen
Pad and pencil – same plot
Saying I’m a toastmaster
Talking freely as a slave “but if I don’t get paid I’m a Toast Masta”
That’s the – mind frame of a mind framed
Picture this my brain’ll make ya mind change
Dropping knowledge like oats I call’ em migraine’s
Your head’ll hurt tryna play me like a mind game
You’re driving in Saudi Arabia on mine lanes
Blowing up tires when you’re riding in my lane
Switch – lights off, lights on
Wack rappers don’t deserve the right to have mic’s on
The mic cord is the fuse when I’m on cause I light the mic up until I have mic’s blown
And I refuse to have half a mic
Can you imagine having half a mic on half of mike’s songs?
A “Thrill” on the “Beat” get it?
Forget it, you can’t compete when I spit it cause – uhh – I live it
Emcees aint ready – why?
Because I toast dudes when I’m on the mic like a wedding
But no Cristal – Just this style
Never was a sharp shooter so I just “Miss-isle”
Dudes complain that I aim spitting this out
He spitting flames in the game blow the whist-isle
Burning tracks I attack never lack the impact
Of a tract-or trailer falling flat on your back
From the top of a building, I’m building a building
For my children and I’m willing
I just wanna bring my family the groceries
So I keep my head high like a nose bleed
You know me – dudes acting like they God themselves
But when them shells fly them broads can’t guard themselves – I
Wanna send’ em to hell but I pray that they make it to Heaven
And I stay with “The Seven”
I aint talking about gun play
I’m talking about… If you come – my way
You will – see my words displayed on the screen
I’m a let these people know exactly what ya boy mean
I’m Blessed Wun – don’t ever test one
This is a freestyle coming from the Blessed one
I’m never stressed son I just do the best I can
Every time that I get a mic in my hand … man - Track Name: The One
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A…Allow me…to Announce, An Artist out of the “A”… with At least 3 Accounts… He’s African-American…About 6”3… Approximately… weighing in At 183… Apparently, I AM… Arguably Anointed, Already Assigned An Area to be Appointed… with All of the things I have Achieved… Emcee’s give me A headache so I need Aleve… And so it’s Agreed… that I’m
Georgia born and raised on these streets I stayed
Born to perform on stage with the beats I’ve made
I get paid but it never was about a signed check
This is in me – even when doing the sound check
Hard work, perseverance, and natural born gifts
Are the recipes for cooking up my talents, God first
And you second – my reward comes third
On the 3rd day He rose to Heaven
So Heaven is my target
Unsaved souls – is my market
In or out of the church I spark it I’m heartless
Because I gave it to the game so my veins pump
Nothing but sweat, tears and pain for the lamb that was slain
I maintain the message of His name
Keeping His name in the message, for leverage
Against the enemy hating the shine of a Child of God
I’m searching for some talent America and abroad I’m the
1, 2, 3, to the 4
I’m tired of Dr. Seuss rhyme’s searching for more it’s like
5,6,7,8
I can’t wait for somebody that’s great so take
9,10,11,12
Month’s to practice some skill you actors lack
13,14,15,16
Bars – you might as well forget it I’m hard
My mic is not a toy so I don’t play around with it
I’m livid with emcees that talk it but never live it
They screaming out impossible digits that don’t add up
Picking up – trends when they need to pick a pad up
And stop claiming that they freestyle when they write something
Jocking Jay-z always tryna bite something
Always tryna fight the true you and turn him into
Somebody cool that – schooled you – what a pity
From every city like L.A. to Philly
Down to Miami over to Seattle then to Minneapolis
I’ve battled many actors bruh but where the rappers at
I hear the tracks and see you on the stage but where the talent at?
Stop tryna get paid and practice with your penmanship
Read a book and – don’t put it down until you finish it
Learn to write complete
Sentences – get your grammar up
I’m cooking like breakfast no need for waking Grandma up cause I’m the
1, 2, 3, to the 4
I’m tired of Dr. Seuss rhyme’s searching for more it’s like
5,6,7,8
I can’t wait for somebody that’s great so take
9,10,11,12
Month’s to practice some skill you actors lack
13,14,15,16
Bars – you might as well forget it I’m hard - Track Name: A-town Down
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When I say ATL Original
Im tam bout the whole A-town
So if you representing Atlanta no matter where you at man…
Put it up
A town down –
Peace sign up –
It’s about to go down –
Throw yo eastside up –
Westside bound –
Southside buck –
Atl - anta –
Throw it up –
A town down –
Adamsville - Dartmouth - Bankhead - Westside –
Martin Luther King Jr Blvd let's ride –
Westlake - Cascade - Southlake - Southside –
Jonesboro - Ellenwood - Candler Rd. Eastside –
Avondale - Glenwood - Scottsdale - Chapel Hill –
Douglasville - Simpson and Mechanicsville too treal –
Ben Hill been real - Greenbrier Atlanta Rd –
Northside - 285 South - Cambleton Rd –
Snapfinger - Wesley Chapel - Flat shoals - Flakes mill to Panola –
Lithonia - Browns Mill - Evans mill –
Cleveland Avenue - down to Godby rd and Riverdale –
Yeah – ATL – this is where we dwell...
A town down –
Peace sign up –
It’s about to go down –
Throw yo eastside up –
Westside bound –
Southside buck –
Atl - anta –
Throw it up –
A town down –
College Park - Hapeville - Kirkwood - Hill St. –
Stone Crest - South DeKalb - Salem Rd - Peachtree -
Sandy Springs - to the S.W.A.T.S. - North DeKalb - Rockbridge –
Henry County - Austell - Marietta Stockbridge –
Vine City - Jesse Hill - Spring St - Gresham Rd –
North Ave - 2nd Ave - Cedar Grove - Flat Shoals –
South Fulton - Union City - Tara Woods - Windmill –
Brook View - Brook Stone -Chimney Ridge - Holly Hill –
Cedar Hill - Lakewood – Old Nat – Dill St. to Decatur –
5 points – North Springs – Tara Creek –
Fairview – Social Circle – Dunwoody - Hollowell –
Yeah - Atl - this is where we dwell
A town down –
Peace sign up –
It’s about to go down –
Throw yo eastside up –
Westside bound –
Southside buck –
Atl - anta –
Throw it up –
A town down –
Peace sign up –
It’s about to go down –
Throw yo eastside up –
Westside bound –
Southside buck –
Atl - anta –
Throw it up –
A town down –
