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The R & R (Remixes & Revisions) [DELUXE EDITION]

by Bop Alloy

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VERSE Sand in my toes Bottle in my hand Sun on my face Darken up my tan It’s 90 degrees But I’m cool man Got this sea breeze And my biggest fan Might’ve been stressed But I can’t remember why Nevertheless I’m off, getting lost in the sky As I come down, I’ma dive in As she whispers sweet nothings I’m replying I don’t wanna leave, but this couldn’t last But here I am again, sure, I could’ve passed Sometimes I like to watch you, ain’t gotta make a splash I like it when you’re calm I’m fearful when you crash You taste like tears And smell like freedom Could’ve brought my cares & worries here I don’t need’em See hon Maybe one day will be one Carrie my ashes so far That it’s hard For them us What is it about you??? You always bring peace to me And do it so easily I can’t live without you And I don’t wanna Because I want her HOOK I like the way she move, move, move, So I stop to say, “Hey”, “Hey”, “Hey” Cause even though she’s blue, blue, blue She’s sweet enough to wave, wave, wave So I smile at her... And she smile back... I like the way she move, So I stop to say, “Hey” Cause even though she’s blue, She’s sweet enough to wave, wave, wave So I smile at her... And she smile back... So beautiful.
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HOOK (Steph the Sapphic Songstress & Substantial) The music will take your breath away Come escape with us lets get away They said Hip-Hop was dead yesterday But we back at it And the sound is Jazzmatic! REPEAT HOOK VERSE (Substantial) This is the soundtrack for the everyday fellow Hella laid back, super smooth, way mellow No say hello To the crew at my left Marcus D on the beat, background, that's Steph Sound that fresh, Add a touch of Jazz Like Jazzy Jeff And it make suckers mad When we do our thing! It all blend perfectly Like Disaronno & Ginger we're certainly The flavor of the year Bangin' in your ear So much love ain't no room for haters over here Let me make t clear What our mission is Provide "chillaxtion" for our listeners And I hope you let us set the mood Just for you Get in groove The vibe is fresh Hot to death And it sound so good, hell, I'm impressed Man we ain't come here looking for comp to outdo Just want fans to know we can't do without you Ain't shit without y'all So we give it our all With a soundscape cooler than the middle of Fall When we jazz it up That's what's up I know you ain't had enough Who bad as us? Sounds so fabulous Back it up... Sounds so fabulous Yo let me wrap it up. Come on! HOOK BRIDGE (Steph) (Wake up) It's so fresh like rising to greet the morning's glow (Rise and shine, it's us) Marcus, Substan, and Steph in case you didn't know. Break from the norm and try this flavor for the palette of your ear. It's our year, and if that wasn't clear enough, try hearing us and know... HOOK
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VERSE 1 Chillax yourself, girl, blah blah blah Wind down, lose your top like Mardi Gras! Been cool since MC Lyte Cha Cha Cha'd! On my grown man stee since my papa died... In '89! Now your boy, Sub, smoother than Jif Get mine, anything otherwise, stupid as ish! By design, I'm as cool as they get, The proof's in the spit! Wifey looking sweeter than the cooler she sip. A little Sax on the beach Just happens to be Exactly what you need. When I rap to a beat... You hang on every syllable, word, phrase or sentence. So cold, I should change my name to Cryogenics! My intention is to be your new provider or chill! Slay you with the rhyme while you admire the skill! Don't matter if I got me a fist full of dollars, I'm MD, like Marcus initials! Who hotter than Suubbb?! HOOK Just a little chillaxation, Just a little chillaxation. Baby don't be shy! Just a little chillaxation, Just a little chillaxation. Put a finger in the sky! Just a little chillaxation, Just a little chillaxation. Raise your Colt 45! Just a little chillaxation, Just a little chillaxation. Yeah. VERSE 2 Chillax your mind, let your conscious be free. You're now rockin' with the sounds of S & MD! Destined to be Refreshing free of any additives. All natural flavors what we're packaging. Strictly the best bow down to none. Organic, Raw talent, Come get you some! 'Cause I got plenty juice, y'all dying of thirst. Mimicking my moments straight try'na rehearse! Cock diesel, had chickens gassed since '87. Comp' wish I would quit, they have to wait in heaven! 'Cause old or new school don't matter I'm never failing! Now your woman winking at me like Sarah Pailin She wasn't really ready for the job my dude. On mics, I go dumb like I'm smart as you, genius! Can hardly walk with y'all on the penis. Kick plenty ass, gotta wash off my sneakers you know?! HOOK VERSE 3 Chillax yourself and all of that As we author raps And get this pull-up money when I body tracks. Sippin' cognac, Askin' where the party at, Dancin' so hard that you 'bout to have a heart attack! Baby stop with that, Chill for a minute, love. Please take it down a notch, right before you give it up! Loungin' in the spot Where they hate to give us love. Can't deny the sound is hot, Take stage, rip it up. Watch what the music does. Sax got you in the mood for love, Or at least a quickie! Women dig the groove so they're pleased to pick me 'Cause the voice keep'em moist and the beats are sickly! This beats get busy! In a button up, under a fresh Tee that's spiffy. And you know the matching sneaks are crispy Like an outfit for Easter, get me?! Songs over and I'm out, Joe. Peace, ya' missed me! HOOK
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HOOK VERSE 1 He was the oldest of 3, Lil' sis and a little brother. Same old song, raise by a single mother. His schoolin' is third rate. Only in second but he should be in 3rd grade. Or was it 4th? Can't remember it escapes me. Didn't have a clue that his little life was crazy. All I knew, was in class He would spaz! Could sit for a minute. Throw a fit before ya' finish. Wanted the best for him And I was tough on him Until my boss told me the deal. His momma worked hard! Scooped the kids straight from her job And would black out soon as they got home. No spouse. He was the little man of the house. Fix'em dinner and put'em to bed on his own. How? So in school, when he would act wild, It's because it's the only he had to be a child. Wow. HOOK Boy... with... no... Name I once knew this youngin, I forget was his name was. VERSE 2 He was a lil' playa, Some say a trouble maker, 'Cause he would act a fool. Came to see me after school. Said, he wanna change. Told him that it's never out of range, Long as you ain't scared to work for it. Fast forward, He was in a gang fight Over something petty, it ain't right. But he came clean when he came to me. So I tried to get his folks to let him stay with me At the center. Said I could work with'em, help to prevent a Situation like this from happening again. But, His stepdad wasn't trying to hear me at all. He was fed up and said that it was the last straw. Tried to check up on'em they would return my call. What's that about?! When we spoke, man, we had it out. 'Cause they told me that they him committed. Hurt me to my soul, man, I have to admit it. Damn. HOOK BRIDGE It feels like the world's against you. And I can't imagine the hell you been through. When they put you down, Don't give up! If they knock you down, Then you gotta get up, get up! I struggle to remember your name, But just know I never will forget your pain! When they put you down, Don't give up! If they knock you down, Then you gotta get up, get up, get up... VERSE 3 Ain't too many days I meet... A young man, that's born with HIV. I was there speaking on diversity and poetry. But, you seemed to be more into art. Asked you to write what you felt, didn't know where to start. So, you chose to draw from the heart. You were a young man in the body of a child. Who wouldn't let a disease rob you of your smile. Nowadays, that type of courage is rare. The words that you hear Can never compare... To the struggle you face, day in and day out. Every single day, pray-in' for a way out! See there's one too many youth like the 3 I spoke on. No one cuttin' slack but fightin' to hold on. Maintain youngin's in these troublin' times. And I care because your struggle is mine. One love! HOOK
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VERSE 1 Some people get cocky When they realized they got me Anyone can turn me on but not everybody can rock me Perpetrating dopeness, your presentation is sloppy Too much for you to handle so you sucker often drop me In this line of work I get around more than a little bit Hearing idiots Trying to read rhymes when they’re illiterate Don’t know who to eff with This foam don’t protect shit Drowning in saliva, now I feel infested Saturated in wackness y’all abusing your friend Don’t be mad when they say you can never use me again Yo, I know I’m not perfect, at times unreliable But I’m the only reason why your voice is recognizable Don’t wanna blow me, but now you’re smackin’ my head How ‘bout you quit yellin’ and try rapping instead I missed being embraced, now I’m greeted with a strangle When will they realize, I’m to be praised not mangled Microphone respect (1 - 2, 1 - 2) Yo without the microphone (What you gonna do?) Microphone respect (2 - 1, 2 - 1) Yo without the microphone (What you gonna do, son?) Microphone respect (1 - 2, 1 - 2) Yo without the microphone (What you gonna do?) Microphone respect (2 - 1, 2 - 1) Yo without the microphone (What you gonna do, son?) HOOK If I was your m-i-c Do you think you can treat me properly Instead of dropping me And abusing me Sometimes I wish y’all would stop using me VERSE 2 There's a war going on onstage no mic is safe from Tried to run but we can't hide forever No more sixteens now they rhyme forever And say even less than before their not as clever And hardly fresher than the pioneers of yester Year so their not on par with veteran rhymes So much for getting better w/ time it's just sad Went from "bad meaning good" to "bad meaning bad" Damn... what a mic gotta do to find an MC Don't know how to keep me in check or even test me If you lack you control then you's a clown To MC you gots'ta move the crowd And be a real spitter no drool aloud 'stead of ripping rhymes for years they wet behind the ears. And I beg'em to put me down man They still blame they wack ass show on the soundman HOOK VERSE 3 If I was your M-I-C I'd be praying for the day that I D-I-E Man the crowd want to clap at you... I don't mean applaud If I could, i'd hang myself with my own chord No doubt in my mind I'm beyond SHURE that... you can hit the RODE there will be no encore nah They don't want more of that, they want a tight set Otherwise you'll need a paramedic, me a MIC TEK, Might get beat BLUE or sprayed With an AK, G They say love Hip-Hop so why they hate me Least that's the way it seems, damn son What u spitting is a bald headed SAMSON The people want a NEUMANN w/ that MOJAVE Spitting certified heat is his only hobby Man u know where I be you know where to find me Center stage with a world of listeners behind me HOOK BRIDGE So respect the mic And think twice 'Fore you rappers say whatever you like Here's a little advice if u ain't controlling it "Drop the mic, u shouldn't be holding it" HOOK
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V1 Substantial Take a look in the mirror, do you like you? Are things getting any clearer, are you strike-through? Do you live on lies, are you in disguise? Do you ig' em or respond to your children cries? Do you spend the time, to fulfill their needs? Are you driven by money, do you live for a greed? Are you even concerned with your people at all? Are you the type of person that people can call? When they luck run out, do you share with your partner Or cut them out? Do you care? Are you harder to get a long with cause you stuck in your ways? Do you listen or you always got something to say? And do you say something when you notice injustice? Do you judge a man on what he hold in his clutches cars and clothes, money wads and hoes Do you lend a helping hand to the starving po'? Because HOOK Wordslave What you do, What you say It may come back to you someday they say... Substantial & Wordslave That's how the Universe Works (That's how the Universe Works) That's how the Universe Works (That's how the Universe Works) Some lies soothe and the say the truth hurts And um, that's how the universe works V2 Substantial Do you teach or mislead? Are you known to deceive? or prove to be worthy of trust. Would you give a live show to only thirty of us? Or half ass through it, and act mad foolish? Are you what most consider a bullshitter? Would you rather strive for peace or pull triggers? Are you a lazy bum or go getter? Baby got shovels for hands, gold digger Get what you put out, careful what you say and do Can't talk shit. then get mad at what they say to you Quick to play games, but hate when they playin' you Love to dish it out, time to learn how to take it too No instruction manual, don't know what to make of you Those you fronted on now take turns to fake on you Reevaluate your moves, really think it through Life's full circle, homie Imma pray for you! Wordslave What goes up... Must come down. What goes around... Will come around you better know it, yeah And you gon' reap... What, what, what you sew! HOOK
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Some live in the moment or whatever When I rhyme I strive to make these moments live forever If you really want something timeless Then you come and find us Otherwise you’re looking for minute made rhymers Don’t holla at your boy if you see what I’m saying You’d realize that you’re really speaking to a man ‘Cause we are not the same, I’m not childish I’m here to make music, y’all rather be stylish I’m a hip-hop artist, you’re a stylist When I rhyme I choose to use my 3rd iris All you fools use is jewels and pure violence Tell’em spit the truth to youth they choose... You’re so dead wrong and I live right Y’all keep us in the dark but I give light But this might prove to be useful And help a little youngin’ do whatever they choose to One love to all my real listeners I do what I feel and I still think different Don’t be fool by the cool, don’t bend to the trends Just stay true to you ‘til the end my friends REPEAT HOOK And choose the road less taken Or where your soul is could be a whole left vacant I make music to feel the void Some miss the point and tell me kill the noise But I’m here to spread love you want to steal my joy You known to fake moves, I’m the real McCoy You still a toy, I’m a writer of rhymes Plus an innovator, others bite the design You mimic what you see but I act like me I’m proud pop, you’re an absentee Y’all the same folks that used to laugh at me Now you wishing you were down with the faculty We don’t make excuses, we’re making movements The music made you but I make the music Some think I’m foolish ‘cause I chase my dreams but I got to It would only be foolish not to HOOK I don’t front I just walk a lot While you bamas like to stunt, plus you talk a lot I’m here to change the world, you let the world change you I can do anything you dwell on what you can’t do And I hear hater yap but you take it as fact I refuse to be defined by a lame like that I’m nobody’s flunky, I’m a grown man No jewelry that’s chunky, rather own land Can’t succeed if you have no plan Kinda like having a beach with no sad I’m sure you remain uncertain While you stunt all day I’m workin’ You represent nonsense I’m all about progress Funny how they act like it’s bad to be conscious Stop it How can you sleep in these times I open minds and eyes to the beat with these rhymes ya’know HOOK
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HOOK (Steph the Sapphic Songstress & Substantial) The music will take your breath away Come escape with us lets get away They said Hip-Hop was dead yesterday But we back at it And the sound is Jazzmatic! REPEAT HOOK VERSE (Substantial) This is the soundtrack for the everyday fellow Hella laid back, super smooth, way mellow No say hello To the crew at my left Marcus D on the beat, background, that's Steph Sound that fresh, Add a touch of Jazz Like Jazzy Jeff And it make suckers mad When we do our thing! It all blend perfectly Like Disaronno & Ginger we're certainly The flavor of the year Bangin' in your ear So much love ain't no room for haters over here Let me make t clear What our mission is Provide "chillaxtion" for our listeners And I hope you let us set the mood Just for you Get in groove The vibe is fresh Hot to death And it sound so good, hell, I'm impressed Man we ain't come here looking for comp to outdo Just want fans to know we can't do without you Ain't s*** without y'all So we give it our all With a soundscape cooler than the middle of Fall When we jazz it up That's what's up I know you ain't had enough Who bad as us? Sounds so fabulous Back it up... Sounds so fabulous Yo let me wrap it up. Come on! HOOK BRIDGE (Steph) (Wake up) It's so fresh like rising to greet the morning's glow (Rise and shine, it's us) Marcus, Substan, and Steph in case you didn't know. Break from the norm and try this flavor for the palette of your ear. It's our year, and if that wasn't clear enough, try hearing us and know... HOOK
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VERSE 1 Chillax yourself, girl, blah blah blah Wind down, lose your top like Mardi Gras! Been cool since MC Lyte Cha Cha Cha'd! On my grown man stee since my papa died... In '89! Now your boy, Sub, smoother than Jif Get mine, anything otherwise, stupid as ish! By design, I'm as cool as they get, The proof's in the spit! Wifey looking sweeter than the cooler she sip. A little Sax on the beach Just happens to be Exactly what you need. When I rap to a beat... You hang on every syllable, word, phrase or sentence. So cold, I should change my name to Cryogenics! My intention is to be your new provider or chill! Slay you with the rhyme while you admire the skill! Don't matter if I got me a fist full of dollars, I'm MD, like Marcus initials! Who hotter than Suubbb?! HOOK Just a little chillaxation, Just a little chillaxation. Baby don't be shy! Just a little chillaxation, Just a little chillaxation. Put a finger in the sky! Just a little chillaxation, Just a little chillaxation. Raise your Colt 45! Just a little chillaxation, Just a little chillaxation. Yeah. VERSE 2 Chillax your mind, let your conscious be free. You're now rockin' with the sounds of S & MD! Destined to be Refreshing free of any additives. All natural flavors what we're packaging. Strictly the best bow down to none. Organic, Raw talent, Come get you some! 'Cause I got plenty juice, y'all dying of thirst. Mimicking my moments straight try'na rehearse! Cock diesel, had chickens gassed since '87. Comp' wish I would quit, they have to wait in heaven! 'Cause old or new school don't matter I'm never failing! Now your woman winking at me like Sarah Pailin She wasn't really ready for the job my dude. On mics, I go dumb like I'm smart as you, genius! Can hardly walk with y'all on the p****. Kick plenty a**, gotta wash off my sneakers you know?! HOOK VERSE 3 Chillax yourself and all of that As we author raps And get this pull-up money when I body tracks. Sippin' cognac, Askin' where the party at, Dancin' so hard that you 'bout to have a heart attack! Baby stop with that, Chill for a minute, love. Please take it down a notch, right before you give it up! Loungin' in the spot Where they hate to give us love. Can't deny the sound is hot, Take stage, rip it up. Watch what the music does. Sax got you in the mood for love, Or at least a quickie! Women dig the groove so they're pleased to pick me 'Cause the voice keep'em moist and the beats are sickly! This beats get busy! In a button up, under a fresh Tee that's spiffy. And you know the matching sneaks are crispy Like an outfit for Easter, get me?! Songs over and I'm out, Joe. Peace, ya' missed me! HOOK
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VERSE 1 Some people get cocky When they realized they got me Anyone can turn me on but not everybody can rock me Perpetrating dopeness, your presentation is sloppy Too much for you to handle so you sucker often drop me In this line of work I get around more than a little bit Hearing idiots Trying to read rhymes when they’re illiterate Don’t know who to eff with This foam don’t protect s*** Drowning in saliva, now I feel infested Saturated in wackness y’all abusing your friend Don’t be mad when they say you can never use me again Yo, I know I’m not perfect, at times unreliable But I’m the only reason why your voice is recognizable Don’t wanna blow me, but now you’re smackin’ my head How ‘bout you quit yellin’ and try rapping instead I missed being embraced, now I’m greeted with a strangle When will they realize, I’m to be praised not mangled Microphone respect (1 - 2, 1 - 2) Yo without the microphone (What you gonna do?) Microphone respect (2 - 1, 2 - 1) Yo without the microphone (What you gonna do, son?) Microphone respect (1 - 2, 1 - 2) Yo without the microphone (What you gonna do?) Microphone respect (2 - 1, 2 - 1) Yo without the microphone (What you gonna do, son?) HOOK If I was your m-i-c Do you think you can treat me properly Instead of dropping me And abusing me Sometimes I wish y’all would stop using me VERSE 2 There's a war going on onstage no mic is safe from Tried to run but we can't hide forever No more sixteens now they rhyme forever And say even less than before their not as clever And hardly fresher than the pioneers of yester Year so their not on par with veteran rhymes So much for getting better w/ time it's just sad Went from "bad meaning good" to "bad meaning bad" Damn... what a mic gotta do to find an MC Don't know how to keep me in check or even test me If you lack you control then you's a clown To MC you gots'ta move the crowd And be a real spitter no drool aloud 'stead of ripping rhymes for years they wet behind the ears. And I beg'em to put me down man They still blame they wack a** show on the soundman HOOK VERSE 3 If I was your M-I-C I'd be praying for the day that I D-I-E Man the crowd want to clap at you... I don't mean applaud If I could, i'd hang myself with my own chord No doubt in my mind I'm beyond SHURE that... you can hit the RODE there will be no encore nah They don't want more of that, they want a tight set Otherwise you'll need a paramedic, me a MIC TEK, Might get beat BLUE or sprayed With an AK, G They say love Hip-Hop so why they hate me Least that's the way it seems, damn son What u spitting is a bald headed SAMSON The people want a NEUMANN w/ that MOJAVE Spitting certified heat is his only hobby Man u know where I be you know where to find me Center stage with a world of listeners behind me HOOK BRIDGE So respect the mic And think twice 'Fore you rappers say whatever you like Here's a little advice if u ain't controlling it "Drop the mic, u shouldn't be holding it"
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VERSE 1 Substantial Take a look in the mirror, do you like you? Are things getting any clearer, are you strike-through? Do you live on lies, are you in disguise? Do you ig' em or respond to your children cries? Do you spend the time, to fulfill their needs? Are you driven by money, do you live for a greed? Are you even concerned with your people at all? Are you the type of person that people can call? When they luck run out, do you share with your partner Or cut them out? Do you care? Are you harder to get a long with cause you stuck in your ways? Do you listen or you always got something to say? And do you say something when you notice injustice? Do you judge a man on what he hold in his clutches cars and clothes, money wads and hoes Do you lend a helping hand to the starving po'? Because HOOK Wordslave What you do, What you say It may come back to you someday they say... Substantial & Wordslave That's how the Universe Works (That's how the Universe Works) That's how the Universe Works (That's how the Universe Works) Some lies soothe and the say the truth hurts And um, that's how the universe works VERSE 2 Substantial Do you teach or mislead? Are you known to deceive? or prove to be worthy of trust. Would you give a live show to only thirty of us? Or half ass through it, and act mad foolish? Are you what most consider a bullshitter? Would you rather strive for peace or pull triggers? Are you a lazy bum or go getter? Baby got shovels for hands, gold digger Get what you put out, careful what you say and do Can't talk shit. then get mad at what they say to you Quick to play games, but hate when they playin' you Love to dish it out, time to learn how to take it too No instruction manual, don't know what to make of you Those you fronted on now take turns to fake on you Reevaluate your moves, really think it through Life's full circle, homie Imma pray for you! Wordslave What goes up... Must come down. What goes around... Will come around you better know it, yeah And you gon' reap... What, what, what you sew! HOOK
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"Bop Alloy's blend of classic hip-hop, jazz and soul is bringing an organic sound back to hip-hop that's far too good to hide behind swag." - DJBOOTH.net

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released December 20, 2011

Executive Producers: Bop Alloy
Co-Executive Producers: Karen Harbin & Andrew Thomas
All songs mixed by Bop Alloy, except "The Boy With No Name (Funky DL Remix)", mixed by Funky DL
Mastered by: K-Murdock

Cover Art Designed by: Jelle Smid | www.SilkyandSmooth.nl

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Bop Alloy, comprised of Maryland born MC Substantial and the Seattle, WA producer Marcus D, haven't set out to be the next group with a throwback sound, but to "make quality music that anybody, from any walk of life can enjoy," says Marcus.

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