1. |
Poltergeist
03:05
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Terrified out of my
Out of my mind
Why oh why
Do we have to idolize
Idolize all the lies
Scary sights
Poltergeists
Terrified out of my
Out of my mind
I needed to hear that I’m not a burden
That I have the power to create legacy
That I belong in every space that I enter
It’s fear that keeps you in the bed
I wake up every day and I take my power back
We are a part of something greater
And I’m in the years of my life
Some words of affirmation
Where I can’t waste time thinking I’m not enough
I can’t die here cuz so and so is waiting for me
So I make great memories
I’m proud of you every day that you breath
I make them for me
I love you death
I prove myself I’m strong
And keep going
Just get through it
Yea, look
Trying to wrap my head around an orbit of thoughts
I never sold my soul, but still feel like it’s bought
We on borrowed time
so when I buy that Rolex with the stone I’m spending every dime
and selling it in heaven just to skip the line
Why you so existential
I took way too much acid
I had to set the bar high because my mama passed it
She could have aborted me in college but she still had me
That’s why I talk into this mic like I’m so fucking happy
It’s never too late to rip up the script and write the sequel
I’ve seen deceitful people turn around and fight the evil
Improve your mental health and how you talk to people
Improve your mental health she don’t have to leave you
And if I let Supreme jackets wallow me whole
Donate my skin and bones with all of my clothes
Terrified out of my
Out of my mind
Why oh why
Do we have to idolize
Idolize all the lies
Scary sights
Poltergeists
Terrified out of my
Out of my mind
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2. |
It's Not Your Fault
02:39
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This shit is hard like Mortal Kombat combos
Trying to explain it’s like dribbling with my eyes closed
And I’m not really good at hooping but can run you through these hoops
Part of my mental illness is just blaming shit on you
You ain’t sign up for this shit
I ain’t sign up for this shit
I’ve been falling down the blackest hole
Baby I just needed some piece of mind
It’s not your fault, I just thought you should know
It’s a couple times I crossed the line
I take that back, I take that back, I take that back
It’s all your fault
One more time
I take that back, I take that back, I take that back
It’s all your fault
No time for playing games
We both got growing pains
I’m trying to dig out all this patriarchy in my veins
Tired of spewing hate
Tired of tasting waste
Not trying to retire with tire marks and a suit case like
Elmer Fudd, another nigga
I can see the bigger picture
It’s systemic, individual, past down, residual
Formidable opponents that sometimes look like Huxtables
I get preachy, you so peachy, I might lose my cool
They politicize our love, Black and beautiful
Why fight for one thing when I can fight for two
Me and you
And I’m not really good at hooping but can run you through these hoops
Part of my mental illness is just blaming shit on you
You ain’t sign up for this shit
I ain’t sign up for this shit
I’ve been falling down the blackest hole
Baby I just needed some peace of mind
It’s not your fault, I just thought you should know
It’s a couple times I crossed the line
I take that back, I take that back, I take that back
It’s all your fault
One more time
I take that back, I take that back, I take that back
It’s all your fault
Voicemail:
When I think about horizon
I think of, I think of peace
Peace of mind
And just, I just think of the time I have to myself
I also think of the color orange
Which is pretty cool
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3. |
Pretty Monsta
03:02
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Oh, I’m a monster
Pretty pretty monster
Oh, I’m a monster
Pretty pretty monster
Oh, I’m a monster
Pretty pretty monster
Oh, I’m a monster
Pretty pretty monster
Please don’t blame me
Was a bright-eyed baby
Trapped inside my environment
Please don’t hide I’m not violent
They probably told you to watch out
Young niggas bring the cops out
Take me back to island
Keep me safe, I’m not violent
Voicemail:
Who told you you could go outside
Looking as good as you look
Looking all nice and sexy
The way you look and going outside
The nerve, the audacity, the gumption, the gall
Oh, I’m a monster
Pretty pretty monster
Oh, I’m a monster
Pretty pretty monster
Oh, I’m a monster
Pretty pretty monster
Oh, I’m a monster
Pretty pretty monster
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4. |
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And I know
You ain’t have to leave this shit without saying goodbye
The dark side of me keeps creeping into the light
And I know
I’d be lying if I said it ain’t bother me
At this point I owe my body an apology
Red meat, blood on the dinner plate
All this dead weight no wonder I got stomach pain
If I gotta die young imma die hard
If I gotta die alone it’s gonna be hard
Slow down, had to breath for a sec and just look around
All this family I got, I thought I needed you
Calling you like Beetle Juice
Every single day and night, I think I wanna marry you still
Bury you still
Baby you kill me
This amount of energy I wasted is filthy
Okay first thing’s first
Fuck social media
As I’m getting older, dog, I’m only getting greedier for attention
I’m in bed like it’s detention
Scrolling through your news feed seeing if you mentioned
Any clues about being shady or crazy
Looking for epiphanies in like 2018
I used to play baseball they put me on the A team
And that’s important context for this little content
I used to run bases round these shorties with no contest
Team spirit was the only thing that weighed on my chest
And now I got a whole weight room in my brain
I thought I retired but you so good at playing games
You once asked how you could help with my anxiety
And then you turned around and did the things that weren’t right with me
If this applies to you, then fix the resume
Or we can turn this little honeymoon into an anime
You ain’t have to leave this shit without saying goodbye
The dark side of me keeps creeping into the light
And I know
I’d be lying if I said it ain’t bother me
At this point I owe my body an apology
Red meat, blood on the dinner plate
All this dead weight no wonder I got stomach pain
Klevah:
Didn’t know I was needy
Thirsty for ya Fiji
U Keep it pourin Im absorbing it
But u was not the source of this
water got me fluent like Contortionist
...I’m multi-Body,
practically poly ...let’s talk about it
He pose da question
...I been hurt too many times to be possisive
I don’t wrote too many rhymes why we textin ain’t no message...
I need substance need abundance need relfection
Nourish me abundance
Truth:
Mental drain feeling da pain, I need a wake up
My honey Bee gave me the tea, now
I po’ drank up
That’s herbal, non-verbal how I’m connected to Source
Gave the weak shyt the curb, now I’m back on course
So scurt-scurt w/ a real one, we don’t do the artificial
Plant some knowledge in my mental
every seed for higher living, u about that
Then bounce back, I’m in a drop-top
Having flashbacks, I was big cap
Now it’s big stacks, spirit fed
Can u match that?
Rich Robbins:
You ain’t have to leave this shit without saying goodbye
The dark side of me keeps creeping into the light
And I know
I’d be lying if I said it ain’t bother me
At this point I owe my body an apology
Red meat, blood on the dinner plate
All this dead weight no wonder I got stomach pain
If I gotta die young imma die hard
If I gotta die alone it’s gonna be hard
Slow down, had to breath for a sec and just look around
All this family I got, I thought I needed you
Calling you like Beetle Juice
Every single day and night, I think I wanna marry you still
Bury you still
Baby you kill me
This amount of energy I wasted is filthy
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5. |
Aaliyah
03:57
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Voicemail:
You know, that’s my horizon
Thinking that moment back when
She thought oh it’s time to get up
And she just came down for about an hour
I think of a future
You know, somethings that’s approaching
It’s a new day, you know whatever is in store for that day
I turned you into my Aliyah
Sorry that I brought this baggage
All of this crashing that we
All of this crashing that we doing
You talking reckless and I speak it fluent
If they find the wreckage I hope that my necklace is glowing and glowing and glowing
I turned you into my Aliyah
Sorry that I brought this baggage
All of this crashing that we
All of this crashing that we doing
You talking reckless and I speak it fluent
If they find the wreckage I hope that my necklace is glowing and glowing and glowing
Okay the money got plural
Wallet won’t fit in the safe, safe won’t fit in the house
It’s been cold on the couch
Money don’t cover like sitting on a blouse
You would put the money in the bong if I told you
Then turn around like I owe you
Biggie must have been a fucking profit
Stop it, you letting the money control you
I know you ain’t a violent person
You ain’t mean to do it on purpose
I can book a therapy session if you want to
We can scratch deeper than the surface
I see you turned off your location
I can only see you in the matrix
Let me know when the plane lands safely
I said I don’t care but now I’m getting anxious
I turned you into my Aliyah
Sorry that I brought this baggage
All of this crashing that we
All of this crashing that we doing
You talking reckless and I speak it fluent
If they find the wreckage I hope that my necklace is glowing and glowing and glowing
I turned you into my Aliyah
Sorry that I brought this baggage
All of this crashing that we
All of this crashing that we doing
You talking reckless and I speak it fluent
If they find the wreckage I hope that my necklace is glowing and glowing and glowing
We about to crash in the ocean
Aliyah didn’t choose, she was chosen
The money no good when it’s floatin
The boat don’t rock when it’s broken
Brought enough money, we could fill up a mansion
A private jet wasn’t the answer
I think we need a love like Chancellor
Hair falling out like Sampson
Love lost on the horizon
You so high there’s no Verizon
Yelling at the phone like police siren
Celly don’t work on a lonely island
You a long way from Chicago violence
Fashion on a plane, oh you extra fly
Jet fuel in a blunt got you extra high
Every demon in your head getting exercised
Crucified, crash in a suit and tie
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6. |
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Rich Robbins:
The hills have eyes and the walls have ears
And the iPhone got your fingerprint
Gold drips from my fingertips
Government got my fingers bent
I took the knife out my back
Who stabbed ya?
Republicans and Democrats
Criminals with the badge
I see my face on the tv
Not a human I’m Black
Took everything I am
Fuck em all I got cash
But here’s a twist to the story
My Aaliyah just crashed
I was so busy fighting against the power Mona Lisa got cracked
The Y chromosome is ass
Killing everything in path
Niggas think they get a pass cuz they read a book and they wrote a status
Good job
I was fighting the power until I became the power that someone was fighting against
Semira Truth:
I hold the weight now
Throwing it out , no it aint sound
I hold the weight now
Throwing it out , no it aint sound
Rich Robbins:
Baby boys why you gotta be so insecure
Baby girls sorry that you gotta be paranoid
Semira Truth:
Aint boxing bag aint the rag used for floors
Aint the bitch and the store
You can’t pull from me
Aint gon wait around for an epiphany
The bitter sweet of caring for
The Kerosene
Blowing up
embarrassing
Dont ask me for shit, if you aint doing shit for me
Set your pupils to the third degree
I need blessings in my hand
A offering
Bandstand saying sorry
Aint enough jewels for me
Why the home look so bleak
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7. |
Moon Bop (feat. Basi)
02:49
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Rich Robbins:
I was in a red car now I’m in a Batmobile
Boy wonder with the sex appeal
Black love Black love how that make you feel
Like a highlight reel
Like the hype was real
Peel off from the party when the shit get real
I know the moon gonna steal all the skin you sealed
When I’m in heat and need to eat
My gullet’s clean there’s no red meat
It’s more like pink all on the sink
I’m a Big Mac sauce on the side
Cuz I meditate ‘stead of medicating my mind
Not a blip, I’m a blimp in the sky
Where the stars realign when I look in her eyes
Even when it’s dark I can see you bright as the moon
You’re my night time and noon
The baddest in the room
And I told you once, I’ll tell you twice
Black is always nice
You ain’t for no price
Oh baby
Basi:
I told Rich Robbins my niggas got rich robbin
They only had 2 options we only was too poppin
She wanna go shoe shopping what you gonna do bout it
Some niggas be too bout it they willing to shoot bout it
You better be cool gotta get to the blues
You couldn’t stand in these shoes I ain’t tryna rude
My lil baby hella bad with a bad attitude
And she know she bad she know she rude
And I don’t meditate I just medicate
This some loud pack let me levitate heavens gates
Shit hit me in the chest like Kevin gates
Damn baby I love you I want you every way
Ima star you my sunshine everyday
We could play ball in the umpire and you safe
We gone take it all way til we hit bank
We gone run it up run it back do yo thang
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8. |
Bottom of the Lake
03:16
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I found myself at the
Bottom of the lake again
You told me not to dive
And you told me not to swim
You told me I ain’t shit
And I’m proving it again
But why you gotta brag so much
You ain’t gotta brag so much
And I’m calling from the bottom of the lake again
Still smoking and I’m high
I was just calling ‘case I died
And I don’t ever plan for the end, but I know
It’s no coincidence that I came from the cold
Still snowing outside
Guess it isn’t a surprise
Look what you did with all that pride and that self esteem
You coulda kept me warm in my Levi jeans
Say you’ll love again, don’t you play pretend
Just hold me like you ‘sposed to
Just hold me like you ‘sposed to
Say you’ll love again, don’t you play pretend
Just hold me like you ‘sposed to
Just hold me like you ‘sposed to
I got a lot of ideas in my head that I need to get out but I’m stuck in bed
I really don’t care about the things you said
Apologies worth about a loaf of bread
What I care about is how you swim back
from the depths of the ocean that you found yourself at
swimming with the sharks so I learned to bite back
don’t believe in bad luck, went and bought a black cat
I found myself at the --
Creeping down the ave and I’m accident bound so I’m crashing where you at
You told me not to dive and you told me not to swim --
I watch you fill the cup till it’s out of ounces
Why you gotta brag so much
You ain’t gotta brag so much
And I’m calling from the bottom of the lake again
Still smoking and I’m high
I was just calling ‘case I died
And I don’t ever plan for the end, but I know
It’s no coincidence that I came from the cold
Still snowing outside
Guess it isn’t a surprise
Look what you did with all that pride and that self esteem
You coulda kept me warm in my Levi jeans
Say you’ll love again, don’t you play pretend
Just hold me like you ‘sposed to
Just hold me like you ‘sposed to
Say you’ll love again, don’t you play pretend
Just hold me like you ‘sposed to
Just hold me like you ‘sposed to
Voicemail:
I always picture myself sitting at the edge of a dock or a peer
In the middle of a body of water
By the time you get sober
The sky’s always purple and pink and orange
The only sound you can hear is water, tree, just peace, you know
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9. |
Kid with the Clam
03:06
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Voicemail:
Yo
Yo ay did you want some Jimmy John’s
Shit um
Cuz I’m outside there right now
Aw yea then in that case can I get a number 5, no onions
No onions
Yea and can you add light mayo
Alright bet and you want chips and like um no onions, you want chips or a drink
Nah I’m good
Alright bet bet bet
I’ll just get chips at the studio
Alright bet
Alright mate
Alright mate
And then you transition
Rich Robbins:
Please don’t let this be cliché
Sometimes I lose control and I just do what the beat say
Don’t skip until the song’s done
Skip rocks till the moon comes
I can see better in the dark
I can see a silhouette heart
I can see a demon in a European speeding toward me with skid marks
When the road get this narrow?
I was just on the highway
Headed home like a dead pharaoh but I crashed and I met Yahweh
My home isn’t real estate
If I die send me into space with a Playboy and a full plate
Working on my way back home to ya
My way to you
Working on my way back home to ya
My way to you
My way
Working on my
My way
Working on my way back home to ya
Way to you
My way to you
Working on my way back home to ya
Working on my way back home to ya
Home home home
Voicemail:
If you have too much light, you know, you wouldn’t be able to see the horizon, right?
And if you don’t have enough light, you can’t see it
So I think that’s where like, a balance happens
My way
Home
My way
Home
My way
Home
Voicemail:
And then you transition
Damn, from the sun and the moon to the shade and the light it’s all about the balance
Done, that’s perfect
Thank you
Cool thank you
And it’s 3 o’clock
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10. |
Money Won't Last
02:59
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Voicemail:
I really hope these are not too long
Feel free to cut em, chop em
For the horizon, when I think of a horizon
I think about the beginning and the end
I think about how the most beautiful things are timeless
And how they keep coming back
And it makes me think about the legacy that I’d like to leave on this Earth
And how I want it to be big and endless and enough to fill the whole sky
I really hope those are helpful
I’m excited to hear what you’re working on
Rich Robbins:
Don’t take my weed from me
I’m high don’t wait for me
Know I’m late to the gate if the plane does crash
I pray they pray for me
Young nigga with an attitude
Blame all the things that I had to lose
Fools blame it on the alcohol
I cannot be mad at y’all
No the money won’t last
No the clout won’t last
Can’t escape from the past
Can’t escape from the past
No the money won’t last
No the clout won’t last
Can’t escape from the past
Can’t escape from the past
When I die, I’m a GOAT
They gon’ have to do the most
Tell Tia give a toast
The boy grew into a rose
I tell my girl she can trust
I don’t fall for the lust
But my music saving lives
So I love it more than us
I know the money won’t last
I know the flesh gonna pass
I know the roof made of glass
I know the sky made of gas
No the money won’t last
No the clout won’t last
Can’t escape from the past
Can’t escape from the past
My back to the wall
My country don’t love me and sometimes I think y’all don’t love me
Sometimes I think that my friends are just waiting to bury the knife in my tummy
Sometimes I think if I smoke enough weed the demons will get away from me
Get away from me run if you can, you just a man
No the money won’t last
No the clout won’t last
Can’t escape from the past
Can’t escape from the past
I know the sun gonna come
It’s better if I don’t run
I don’t know if this will sell
But I know it’s better for my lungs
I know it’s better for my health
Might as well spread the wealth
Might as well spread the wealth
I know it’s better for my health
The world ain’t ready for kumbaya
Too out of key with the la-di-da
I keep it jumping like Mardi Gras
Make you turn up both the Yamahas
I had to stop buying Band-Aids
Patching up all the wrong wounds
Walking round in a costume
Like one of Stan Lee’s cartoons
Okay I made it to Part 2
But spent Part 1 being bogus
Now I got Karma’s focus
Lookin ass should have known this
Some days are hopeless
You can’t go around an ocean
I was found barely floating
I was found, I was found
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Rich Robbins:
Blessings keep falling like hair at the shop
Verses so good don’t need a regular job
But I still teach the kids cuz the world won’t stop
When a nigga dead so I’m planting seeds for the crop
She came over when she heard I had a mil on a song
G string no cap proofreading the thong
Figured out I had a knack tongue and cheeking my wrongs
When the kitchen get hot songs are lyrical tongs
I can see the whole village from the top of the mount
If I take a deep breath the mount(ain) turn to a fount(ain)
The fount turns into pounds the pounds turn to accountants
I wanna be in love with love until im buried and soundless
And when my song hit a thousand I’m sipping straight out the chalis
You know the system a fallacy try to throw you off balance
The challenge ain’t fighting cowards, it’s trynna live in your browness
I’m trynna build me a palace the microphone leave me calloused
And then I need me some kisses
took the kids on a field trip it wasn’t one father figure
So I was getting impatient
Because I’m young and I’m Black and we defined by our races
I’m trying to piece it all together so the world will embrace us
Ugochi:
When you’re young, gifted, and Black
You might find you’re under attack
I hit em back with my Black love, love, love, love
They don’t know what to do
With all that Black love in you
I set mine free
In my melody
Escucho
Escucho
Escucho melodía
Charmanik:
Escucho melodía los tonos de un pasado
que con burda poesía cruda ha marcado mi vida. Se abre un mercado y una nueva vida activa, Tal vez es mi hora de enterrar las pesadillas
Abandono las mismas casillas o enredos con alcohol Me siento diferente hoy, marqué otro gol.
¡Oh mi señor!
Perdona a este pecador que vive, cree
y piensa en derrotar a Babilonia. So.. Fantástica historia del sol
sintiendo un nuevo amor.
Manera asombrosa de encontrar mi alma creciendo yo mismo. ¡Dope!
Tu sabes . Cada día es un desafío. Cada fracaso me hace renacer. Hoy camino orgulloso por el peso de mis pesos.
Cuando el sol muere, disfruto del ocaso. Trazos , lazos, falsos.
Camarero, por favor sírveme otro vaso. Que viva la razón de una evolución.
Llegue a mi gente la solución más saludable. Manténgan la sonrisa que te libere del dolor
y lo mas importante que el amor nunca muera. lo mas importante que el amor nunca muera.
English Translation:
I hear melody the tones of a past
that with crude poetry has marked my life.
A market opens and a new active life,
Maybe it's my time to bury the nightmares.
I leave the same boxes or troubles with alcohol,
I feel different today I scored another goal.
Oh My Lord! Forgive this sinner who lives, believes and thinks about defeating Babylòn. so..
Fantastic story of the sun
feeling new love.
Amazing way to find my soul
growing my own. DOPE!
You now. Every day is a Challenge!
Each failure makes me reborn.
Today.I walk proud because of the weight of my weights.
When the Sun dies I enjoy the Sunset.
Strokes, ties, falls.
Waiter please pour me another glass.
Long live reason for an evolution!
Reach my people the healthiest solution.
Keep the smile that free you from pain
and the most important thing that love never dies.
the most important thing that love never dies.
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12. |
Pretty Monsta (clean)
03:02
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Rich Robbins Chicago, Illinois
Rich Robbins is a Chicago-based rapper and teaching artist who defies genres. He grew up in Young Chicago Author's (YCA) Louder Than a Bomb poetry festival and took his energy to college on a Hip Hop scholarship in Madison, WI. He has collaborated with artists such as Mick Jenkins, Saba, Noname, theMIND, and Joseph Chilliams. ... more
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