(It was a nightmare) Keon Supreme… Hello. This is my first album simply called SUPREME Who do you believe in? Shit, you have to believe in yourself Don’t let no one tell you that you can’t Not even yourself Close your mother F*cking eyes And see the light (Ladies and Gentlemen without a safety net. I shall now perform a 180 flip flop)

Intro: Y'all nigga's need to get your fiddle game up… What’s up with your fiddle? Bounce come on bounce. Bounce come bounce. Yea! Keon Supreme mother f*cker I got the (Flow) Y'all nigga's ain't f*cking with us. Verse 1: Its just Keon Supreme and the homie Jansport I’m ‘bout to kill these mother f*ckers I’m like Kobe on the court Get your bottles pop the cork, I’m like coke ‘cuz when you snort I get all up in your brain got you thinking you insane Man, its crazy thinking about it how this earth I’m ‘bout to change Cold hearted nigga’s ain’t the same ‘cuz the flame Got the power, got the knowledge, I’m Supreme, I’m the king Go without me watch your heart beat like a fiend’s (Where you from) Claremontian I’m mobbing in Straight out the village that’s the first place you find me in Bitches catching feelings, don’t know why I just be chillin Man I swear to God if I was pimpin I would make a killin So watch me make a killin off this rap shit, bitch nigga’s they back flip Cov’ Original yo that’s the click you need to fuck with I’m something like an honorary member, remember my name When I’m dead and gone celebrate the day that I came Chorus: Everything changed when the millennium came man Music ain’t the same think we all need the blame So what you come here for? Hold up I know I think the people want somebody to flow And I got them just takes a minute for Supreme to be on them They’ve been itching for a nigga with talent to get some stardom I got the (Flow) And Ima give them what they want (uh-huh) Verse 2: Ay yo I’m back at uhhh do this shit for fun Left and came back yo I’m the prodigal son I got believers and grievers, got disciples and teachers Got a punch to make your nose bleed like up top bleachers They wanna pay for features but yo I give it for free Just want people to hear my voice man that’s all I need Yo hip-hop I breathe, since I turned 13 And then I met Ginsu, he put me on his team, One Love Stairway to heaven homie I’m above I’m a fucking oxymoron a black dove Been through a lot of shit, but yo who hasn’t I’m rapping happy that we all got a story to tell So be proud of yourself, because you’re still breathing Lot of our people done died, committed suicide I and I, we keep pushin On the way to the top, y’all rappers just cushions Chorus: One last time for the new believers nigga Verse 3: Close your eyes and picture the scenery, friends turn enemies Now you all alone but you thinking that you shouldn’t be You lookin in that mirror, your past can’t remember Because now all you see is your future No longer a loser to the people holding you back through that deuce up Keep my shit rollin nigga lug nut I don’t give a fuck, if it ain’t about music I ain’t listenin If it is game on two cent’s I’m pitchin in Rolling up, to the offices thinking I’m gonna run this shit Smoking them, J’s in the parking lot ‘fore I walk back in I love this shit, I’m making it, I’m doing it by myself All I had was inspiration, didn’t really have no help So one time for myself, I’m proud of you kid Brings a tear to my eye thinking about what you did I bet that this y’all shit and I hope y’all know When y’all looking for the flow homie know where to go Cuz I got it Outro: Chill my nigga, hold up If y’all nigga’s ain’t know, it’s SUPREME And we bouncin’ Long Sleeve McGee out this mother f*cker Ha! (Flow)

Intro: This one’s for her, the most beautiful woman in the world She raised two boys into men, but no one ever said that we was gonna be perfect (Tears) So I’m sorry if I ever disappointed you (Tears) and I’m sorry if hearing this hurts you (Tears) But I need to say how I feel Verse: Tears down my eyes momma watch me cry Can’t believe that you would force me to lie to you Can’t you accept me mom I’ll die for you Cut me some f*ckin slack momma ‘cuz I tried for you, Yes it’s true Filled up my head with scarf’s on your head Talk to me mommy, I gotta force you to love me Back in the day, you would never put nothing before me And now its like you don’t know, yo wtf you don’t know me I came out your fucking puss, on the 21st 1989 You wouldn’t let me go but now to hold me it’s a crime Watch the change of time, remember you told me I didn’t need no one else because you were my daddy and mommy Now I’m so lonely, wanting a relationship With a woman that don’t want me because I’m not in service Damn Don’t you dare take that tone with me ‘Cuz I would never do to you what you doing to me This for my mom Y’all don’t even know how much that took out of me Yea, this for my mother, I love ya Chorus: Damn, Please, got me on my knees I just want my mommy to love me I just want my mommy to love me I just want my mommy to love me again

Verse 1 (Keon Supreme): Crusin down the back avenue Bumped into Sin, hey hm, how are you Me I’m just chillin nigga, you know how I do nigga Nigga’s still killin nigga’s, ain’t nothin new nigga Right nigga? Verse 2 (Kaleem “Sincere” Wasif) You right but alright nigga, kill them on the mic Nigga, higher than a kite, now it’s time to take flight I ain’t comin down, right my name on a cloud So profound, for the love of this sound I’m getting down Verse 3 (Keon Supreme) Hold up, I had to tell a bitch to fall back Commitment is like a synonym for doing crack Love is for pussies and I don’t love them I fuck them Fuck that I’m Frontin I be fallin in love faster than virgin fuckin somethin Ima California weed puffin, I need nothin People look to me to hope in something, believe something Stupid people dumb nigga’s, worry ‘bout yourself Too much pride, I ain't askin for no help homie Verse 4 (Kaleem “Sincere” Wasif) Yo Supreme, peace God, what’s the word Look up in the sky it’s a plane it’s a bird Nah we be them guys that elevate you with the words That’s why a nigga stayin his lane, Ima merge Side B, find me, where ever the rhyme be Keon Supreme and I go by Kaleem Sincere with the flow, last name Wasif I’m looking to the sun so I’m praying to the east like Peace Verse 5 (Keon Supreme) Y’all nigga’s ain’t fuckin with that, Supreme new black In they heart they feel that, How-he-f*ckin-do-that I’m the realest rapper rapping you ain’t heard about me I’m that back breakin, always flakin, nigga from the C Verse 6 (Kaleem “Sincere” Wasif) Peace to the G’s, peace to my peeps Peace to the Cov’, that’s where you can find me Funk L, Sean Wyze, P. Force, and Supreme This mic is like crack and I’m something like a fiend Verse 7 (Keon Supreme) It’s the dream that makes the man I ain’t flashin in your pan I ain’t ever dosing off, I’m stay awake as long as I can 4 A.M. here I am, rippin shit, again and again Grandma told me go to sleep, Gran please don’t bother me I father me, Immaculate Conception resting in peace I ain’t dead nigga I’m at your table bout to feast See your tribe call me chief, I’m changing nigga’s beliefs Better listen when I speak that’s my word K.Supreme All day Chorus: All Day Avi all day Sincere all day (And we comin like) Peace, War

Verse 1: Who needs skin when your soul bleeds, huh How can you sin when you don’t believe, tell me Yo am I crazy ‘cuz I’m walking, by myself I’m talking Arrogance is at its peak even God couldn’t stop me But truthfully, I’m feeling like he is on my side Honestly without him I don’t think I could survive Got so comfortable, it’s so easy for me to lie So emotionless, it’s so hard for me to cry Until I saw this black queen sleeping Behind a trash can, by herself, alone dreaming I starting screaming, recognized the face of that woman right there Somebody’s mom homeless, I had to drop a tear My mommy Chorus: My skin is like a map, where my heart has been (I had to drop a tear) And I can’t hide the marks, it’s not a negative thing (Late Night Walk) So I let down my guard, drop my defenses, down by my clothes (Come on, Come on) I'm learning to fall, with no safety net, to cushion the blow (I, Yea) Verse 2: How can you see ( C ) when you won’t be ( B ) Who need feet when you won’t flee They say it’s easy to quit and I say that’s bullshit Especially when you try and try but it’s not working But you love, you had plans for the future You thought you found gold so its hard to picture losing her But you keep on bruising her, and you know it’s true You wasted her time, know she deserves better than you My baby Chorus: My skin is like a map, where my heart has been (I had to drop a tear) And I can’t hide the marks, it’s not a negative thing (I’m sorry) So I let down my guard, drop my defenses, down by my clothes (Come on, Come on) I'm learning to fall, with no safety net, to cushion the blow (I, Yea) Bridge: I bruise easily, so be gentle when you handle me There's a mark you leave, like a love heart carved on a tree I bruise easily, can't scratch the surface without moving me Underneath I bruise easily, I bruise easily Verse 3: How can you win when you’re scared to lose You miss life when you don’t choose Never do what they do, roots crew told me so Quit a million times in my head and y’all never know I told her baby let me go, I’m going places you can’t come Got time for one girl and I’m sorry you not the one The time has come, Survey says that I gotta be alone I know it’s kind of hidden but the respect is shown

intro: “And Jesus prayed, that God’s name should be sanctified. And his kingdom shall come. And his will be done on Earth as it is done in heaven. So one of the purposes of that Millennium Jesus Christ is to SING” We all struggle, we all go through it Let me tell you about mine The struggle in my head that’s in my life Verse 1: I breath in God, I exhale the devil I’m hip-hop and jazz dipped in heavy metal I got beliefs that cut priest to pieces I make 12 apostles question Jesus Now what’s my thesis, it’ll blow your brain up To stuck in old tradition’s God damn y’all nigga’s been missing out Bitching out, not letting your brain go, but I got the flow How it go, I’m something like Biggie I’m unbelievable I mean did you hear the flow? Shits impeccable And I bet they can’t stand me I’m getting props from Claremont to Miami Gladly, will I pay fame to make change And have y’all call me crazy maybe insane But this is my brain and I control, your too weak to hold it I’m like the clay that God molded Yo Pac quoted that he wouldn’t be the change just influence the seed Well I guess that seed grew up and became me, SUPREME Chorus: Dreams, we all have them I hope you know they’re reachable, just gotta stretch and grab them Ya, I know this life is hard but we gotta keep going We’re tearing at the seams, I pray to God y’all keep sowing ‘Cuz we’re staring at the finish line The sight is beautiful, I feel for you if your blind But you can feel it on your skin, man the way it shine Hold my hand, we’re almost there at the finish line It’s almost time You see that? Let’s go Verse 2: I wanna take you higher I want to be your dreams, your release, your fire Want us to teach the world, also to learn from it Reach, to the stars go far, and then promote peace My generation is like Greece, we’re geniuses we think Ain’t no fear in our souls, we go, we don’t blink Our grandmothers and grandpa’s we’re either hippies or panthers They tried to burn that whole book but we’re bout to open that chapter Now read Ya, they plant the seed, and we f*ckin grew Into the tree of life, we are the truth I love my country man I swear to God I do But sometimes it’s so hard to like you Look at what you do to us, you put us in cuffs Mother F*ckers we’re your children, you want us to bomb buildings You refuse to listen you’re holding out And instead of giving in you want us to blow our brains out And yet still Chorus 2: You sit there and wonder why we pop pills And why we’re hesitant to make a deal America I thought your love was real Now I see it in your eyes that your trying to Kill us, Hurt us, Break us, Don’t trust us Liars, Cheaters, You hate us, The strugglers No Monologue: This world is so f*cked up man. Its like every time we turn around there’s something new that we gotta go through. It’s a constant struggle just being alive… If it’s not one thing, it’s another. But I’m beginning to see the beauty in all this. I’m starting to see that struggling is helping me to appreciate life more. It’s like what my boy Stakz told me. He said good things take time and the best things don’t come easy…and that’s the truth right there. I think life is like this because when you work hard for something and you scratch and claw to reach your goal and then you finally achieve it, it tastes that much sweeter. I think we were giving this world in this condition because whatever created us want us to work hard to fix it so that when we do we can really appreciate it. And I do believe that we can change the world and I don’t think we need to wait on some day of destruction and mass murder for us to achieve that goal. I just think that we all need to work together as one and focus on our similarities instead of focusing on our differences. But what the fuck do I know?

Intro: How y’all doing out there? I’d like to thank you for your purchase. Or should I say… thank you for accepting this gift. Yea. Verse 1: How different the world would be if someone died We didn’t cry, instead we got happy How different you think we’d be If there was no slavery, and white people’s hair was nappy I don’t really know but I know I never will All I know that in this world sometimes it don’t feel real Like hearing that the homie’s mom died While I’m sitting here calling my mom’s a bitch Why I deserve mine? Chorus: Seem like God doesn’t care, he ain’t there F*ck fear, I ain’t scared, because life is not fair It seem like God doesn’t care, he aint there F*ck fear, I ain’t scared, because life is not fair Verse 2: If everything bad makes us happy Then why the fuck do y’all keep sayin that God is good Because you should and y’all nigga’s scared to think Like a gun pointed at you, nigga scared to blink, Don’t Miss, Don’t Miss All you nigga’s thinkin that you’re missing out You think I’m great well that’s what the fuck you’re right about But you don’t know that I’m hated because of what I write about Depending on the day I can’t even walk in my momma’s house You know I’m out, ya but you don’t know I’m fucked up in the head Most the time I’m alive I’m wishing that I was dead I need some meds, ya, give me some of that government drug The kind of drug you don’t ever get off of Chorus: Same + Humming Hold on… What the Fuck Verse 3: Yo, Yo what you lookin at nigga? Yea I talk to myself but why you listen nigga? Yea I walk by myself but why you follow nigga? Yea I got a girl but sometimes I don’t remember I’m a sinner, I’m a winner, I’m a loser all in one Different in each eye, depends on what you’re looking from Some call me dumb, never mind only been called dumb by my mom She use to kick my brother out, I felt like I was the only son, No I ain’t done Ya nigga, better keep on walking Preacher say “Stop cursing” and I say “F*ckin f*ckin” You don’t want to f*ck, with a nigga like like me Cuz the chances he is sane is unlikely I got the soul of a demon They say I’m possessed but that ain’t what the fuck I’m meaning, I’m steaming For nothing I’m feeling like I’m fiending Reality is crazy so imagine what I’m dreaming Bitch

Intro: So, I see when I come at you. You kind of hesitate. Its probably because you’re hearing things you know what I’m saying. You probably heard Verse 1: That I’m a grimy nigga I know I remind you of these other nigga’s But trust me there’s a lot of differences when you go past the surface Notice come here baby, I’ll show you that it’s worth it Took me a whole year just to bag you, not even bag you Just to get your attention, let me show you what you been missin The lips you’ve been kissin, ain’t shit compared to mine Why don’t you try them out, change your mind in no time NO, fine I can wait for you What’s another two months we’ve been over due And you know it’s true when I hold you I know you really want to beg for more You know there’s room for you baby You coming? All aboard. God damn you so fine Aw man this is crazy…. Probably because I’m crazy about you Verse 2: Wow, we’ve come so far Look at us, kissing in front of friends Man I don’t want this to end The feeling I’m feeling when inside of your body Makes me feel like I popped a pill because I’m feeling like I’m (Rolling Rolling Rolling Rolling) Damn are you a triple stack Chris Brown give me that I love the way we front “Nah homie yo we just friends” Not ‘cuz we ashamed we just don’t’ want you in our business nigga Swear you’re just like me Similar situations has shaped us into something unique I can be myself around you I can say what I want And you gon listen to me whether you agree or you don’t I guess it never hurts to dream ‘Cuz in my dream you was the girl I always seen Hope I don’t wake up, Hope I never wake up Damn I just can’t get enough You like a blunt that’s laced up. You got me High And your still so fine. Burn Slow baby, you know you gotta burn slow I hope it last.

Intro: Slang City My name is Keon Supreme, but you probably already know that Tell them, tell them I’mmmm Verse 1 (Keon Supreme): Smooth as a baby’s bottom, ya I got em Marijuana bout the only thing that solve my problems At least take my mind off, when I come up short like sawed off’s Broke as fuck and wasted off this Popov Room spinning, cursing out my girl like “I don’t know who that is calling me, so why you trying to bother me?” The phone rings again, and she picks it up “Who the fuck is this?!” The other line hangs up And now she’s fuckin pissed but wait she already was This is what she does, it’s hard to give a fuck Or stay down when you’re so fucking fucked up Sniff the soft white but your life still tough The money that you got paid just wasn’t enough Can’t even make minimum payments the bills they pile up In a word filled with pleasure and pain, proudness and shame Its so hard to remain sane, so I get Half Baked, Inside Verse 2 (Mischief Merc): Lord knows it’s a smoke out Pillz got that, I’m about to cough my throat out Off scene, back on, just another dope route Know bout, light till it goes out I fight, till I go out, ma I just want a bite and it poke out, nah she just want a light She a pot head, reefer she go without She’ll drop dead, cock fed bitch get the blues you are not red Fuck around my bed, toxic, cater, its toxic Locked up, Lock down, freedom was the object Hate when I’m not round if mischief was a profit Nigga's just talk it, dude come off it I’m the shit and I’m hot, don’t this smell like chocolate Been tied, so long I must get lifted inside I’m inspired from my shoes to my pink eyes Half Baked, Inside Verse 3 (Ginsu): The most underrated and most unappreciated I kind of feel like I’m suffocating I love my fam and my crew but I kind of feel like a bruised cut Still riding on a bus fair Spit with the slang but I hardly feel a team player And thank God that Merc got out Supreme almost shut down and told Slang bounce Gin’s getting grimy that’s the word that I heard of Damn that broke my heart, I guess I didn’t do enough cuhz But when I press record, I guess it’s all good stuff Catch me behind the console of busy bee buzz And I only feel apart of it The other part of me don’t feel like shit While the other part of me is still stuck at the bar I’m just have a bar away of just crashing my car Ooh I know I know I’m getting Half Baked, Inside

Intro (Poetik Force): Crack head music, you know we in there Swag music, you guys in there, are you in there Ok, Yo I go by Poetik Force Got Keon Supreme, West Covina, Jansport J Verse 1 (Keon Supreme): I told them Ima do me regardless My hunger for success has made a nigga heartless Working two jobs still skinny and I’m starving On a new team and I’m still Brett Farving Large and in charge, Question my perfection And that’s too much to ask Thought you learned your lesson The last time you raised your hand Now a nigga flexin, charismatic, automatic bitch stealin weapon Click Click Boom! My momma told me I was doomed when I stop serving Jehovah Weed got me paranoid, now I’m looking over shoulders Shrooms got me feeling like I’m God, liquor brings me down Rollercoaster please stop, damn There ain’t shit that can stop me And only God can tell if God really loves me If not go to hell I’ll take your spot daddy, where’s your thrown, like your chair Looking at my watch and tell them that its time for me to get there Chorus: Yea, you know its (Time for us to get there) The whole world knows it (Time for us to get there) Yea everybody yo its (Time for us to get there) Tick Tick Tick Tick Tick Boom Verse 2 (Poetik Force) Ay yo the time is going by and the clock is always tickin Money, power, respect, in this life is how we livin And its time to reach the heaven gates, flyin high in the states Time for us to get it and put these fuckin rappers in they place The stakes are high either you fall or you rise Either you broke or serving pies Or working 9 to 5 From the block to Barbados, Euro, money and Peso’s All about the masterminds, dreams you never fake those I take souls and heal them for the love of this music shit I’ve been through it all from the hills to the sewages Ooh it is Poetik Force still blowin trees Keys keys open doors Open the lock and you will see The two rhyme spitters on the M.I.C The 9-0-9 to the C-O_V Better believe we getting hot we the flame to the flair And fuck checking clock yo its time for us to get there Yea Chorus: Same Verse 3 (Poetik Force): Ay yo we up on this mic, yo your boy is so coo Bust a move, can’t stop, won’t stop, feel the groove Get loose, ride the rhythm, high your killin Emcees ain’t no tomorrow, I gotta pop a bottle Wait, scratch it like a lotto, I gotta pop a model Full throttle like sheesh, you know we’re gone in the wind Blunts in the sky, get them high, juice and gin Time to win on the way to the top mother f*cker Verse 4 (Keon Supreme) I had a dream last night, about a bitch in white Getting fucked all night, because her pussy so tight She say she want to do right, But she always does wrong Say she on that club shit I said its time to change your song bitch Time to move on to P.force and Keon Tell them be gone ‘fore that ass get pissed on Shit on, it was unknown that you were the one for me Adore me and you stay a door right up the street Slang City Chorus

Intro: I can’t, I need to, I need some F*cking money I’m missing something… F*CK Verse 1: My insecurities eat me alive Sometime I can’t help but to cry, no lie I suggest you never think that I’m a good guy ‘Cuz after that baby I’ll break you Don’t want to let you down, really want to build you up But haven’t been trained in construction, see my love is not enough I’m in explosion, waiting to happen yo let me rap this shit Ask my psychologist, I’m not really into talking ‘Cuz talking won’t solve no problems Explain to me how a conversation could ever get me a real father It’s too late, I’m 20 years gone But I hope that nigga feels every word of this song So he can feel the pain of his absence, that pain that’s always present Watch my success teach his ass a lesson Yea Now I know what you’re thinking He’s a mother f*cking G, he’s a mother f*cking thug From the West Coast probably he get that Pac love California bud ya that weed with the fuzz Call one of my bitches have them roll that shit up Thinking that I’m addicted to all these f*cking drugs Ya there’s something about the fame, I can’t, get enough, hold up Ya there’s some things bad and there’s some things good Keon Supreme I’m the greatest if not now I’m going to be I, look in that mirror nigga who the fuck is you (Repeat) Now What?