FEE'S EYES SHUT MIXTAPE: June 2010

Monday, June 21, 2010

MIXTAPE DROPPED TODAY 06.21.10

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BIG CITY GIRL LYRICS FEE EYES SHUT MIXTAPE

BIG CITY GIRL
BY FEE

Try so hard to maintain this life
Hit club and its all so live
Walk up stairs and your skirt so high
Overslept and you missed your flight
Your boyfriend waits at home
Goes to sleep, hand on his phone
Just incase you feel alone
He’ll be there for a good phone bone
Two pills every four to six hours
Keeps you calm, and keeps you empowered
Coffee break and one bird bath shower
“Aint I see you that party at Howard?”
“…Naw man that wasn’t me”
“Yes it was, in the graphic tee,
Kissed me after we smoked that tree
Remember me, yungin, its Marquis”
“I don’t remember, sorry”
How’d I even get in that party?
Shirly temples and calamari
Life’s a handle of straight Bacardi
Somebody stop me quick
Before I text some dumb ass shit
Why’d I have to go get this ripped
I was ‘posed to stick to the script
Hit McDonalds and rap my order
Park and fill the meter with quarters
Where the hell is my phone transporter?
Think I just kissed my bosses daughter.
Oh, you too pilt to drive?
That’s okay, girl, I got your back
Where’s the keys to the Cadillac?
Left on red and a right at Sacks

I got this, focus hard,
Damn I left my license at the bar

Maybe I should park in the yard
What the fuck? Is that another car?

Oh naw that’s just a house
Ima make it back safe, no doubt

My phone is ringin wow,
Its my boyfriend lemme pull it out
Tell him how my night got so wild and
I actually feel I cant live without him
Where’s my phone in this pocket-book
Steer with one eye, the other looks
And ill look back and forth and be good
Oh, I think I gave it to Brooke,
Remembering what I said
Something bout something that I said
Grab the phone and hit delete that thread
Ignore the cars coming straight ahead…

BRAIN SCHOOL LYRICS FEE EYES SHUT MIXTAPE

I hate that namelss gesture
Hand shakin high stakin winkin
That fakin bass that tosses that apron to ya
Says screw ya
Give ya all just to fall and watch everyone boo ya
Gets rude bruh
Bring ya ruler
Watch the whole wide owlrd school ya
Listen as they tell ya how to do ya
Clue ya in on a little secret
Its all down hill from here
Youre out the loop, up
Is a lie that they confide in
Store all of their guilty lies in the closets that they hide in
They deepest caves of your mind wins
In a fight aginst whole food and recycling
The money that you take out just to put back in
comes back to haunt ya when a lone at about ten
The mind works wonders when you can stop runnin from it
Seems like everything is crumbling but it
Nd when u think about jus what it wants
It hikes the stakes up just to see if you all front
Yeah that’s th eboss I hate
The one that screams in my scull whenever my brain breaks
The one that drips clear blood frm my eyes and I take
It that it was placed here and it aint goin no place
Scary stuff that wht ya do aint realy all up to you
Aint up to what ya choose already been chosen if you’ll win or lose
The mind has no remorse no cries
No blues
Just rules and its hell-bent on takin you to school

DECLARE WAR LYRICS FEE EYES SHUT MIXTAPE

DECLARE WAR
BY FEE

Hands behind your head like youre getting some good head
But make like a hoe and get your legs spread
Fee said, and what fee says goes, you aint lyrical
Im reading your texts and im hating on the whole thread
So blush til you brick read
Killing the rap game with this led til it drop dead
Feeding lyrical metal to mouths like they spoon fed
And if you eating so much im phys ed, the reason why you fat kids have nightmares and wet your bed
So go and crawl in with mommy and daddy
But you gon’ get dug like your names patty
Murkin these rappers, I aint takin no prisoners
Cause it occurred to me that you couldnt stop talking slurs
So now you either pink or blue
like his or hers
Cause you slept on me like one of the pews in the church
I told you keep your eyes wide open, your mind alert
Cuz im sick in the head, in every bush, ima lurk
And now you see my wrath and u concur
I don’t gotta squeeze cause you niggas freeze like I tagged you
Aint you niggas mad you been too weak and im peeling you niggas likes tattoos
Playin you rappers like taboo
You aint been out longer than me, but id be glad to
If you think you a head then im cleanin you
Like shampoo
You niggas big and harmless like shamu
And if this just a test, then ima cram you
My lyrical gats historically black, like fam u
You aint smoking loud it was silent when I came through
And plus your trees break down too easy like bamboo
What you know bout that
Living the life of a privileged kid with as much hustle as a hood rat
You fall flat when im coming in for combat
Without physical contact I compact
Like two boobs im too stacked
Im all that
Im that metal making you jump kid, im in tact
All you niggas can fall back
day light savings, watch the ratings
Cuz im fucking the game up im raping
My cursing got beeps all in your ear like call waiting
And like a refresh button im always updating
Cant hate me
And if you do you cant debate me
Cause its true, I am getting all of your green like im raking
And I got a craving for more until you forfeit the war and grow up
and I see your flag waving
Like a k’nan song, my rhymes crack and real long
And you cant see through em like a phat ass
in a thong
And im never wrong
And ima sing this song til you cover your mouth like a wig-wam
Yep, And im fuckin em all
Goin through a withdrawl
After every address like dot com
My head real big like a brat doll

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I KNOW
BY FEE

See, I ain't mean to do the crime
Ran through the yellow light
Now I'm limited to the lime
Limited too like hilary duff at age 9
Which was kinda bout the time I first tried white wine
I got addicted to the taste of fancy
Now it takes a smart phone and cologne to romance me
My heart's in storage and my gaurd is handy
Now I gotta have a Buzz to show you love like Andy
Yeahhhh, I know its sad though
That I never get mad, yo
Everytime you do bad things I get glad just a tad more
I try so hard just so I can differ the last hoe
And I end up sendin all my present dudes to the past, yo
Game in a choke hold; I'm tryna kill
Fuck luck, I'm tryna seal the deal
Aye fuck Chance man, I'm here forReal
Feel like I'm the last one without a record deal
I know I could change the world around
But I can't hold my change whenever in Georgetown
And I'm just hopin' one day I'm rappin' in your town
Its not a question of when
Its a matter of how
They told me write a dozen raps just to be a dime a dozen
Put in your two cents, hope you fed the meter enough then
Have faith if your raps are embedded in
And never settle down like a hyper kid on rettlin

LUST FOR LAVISH LYRICS FEE EYES SHUT MIXTAPE

LUST FOR LAVISH
BY FEE

I'm tryna do it all,
in life...
and get fans.

But i could turn to dust,
tonight...
so why plan?

Life's a party so where is my,
invite?...
to the dance...

They tryna ruin my whole night...
just cuz they can...

Just cuz they can...

And 'out of work' seems like the new fad...

They good, they steady tryna be 'badd'...

I run on E, I'm always off track...

It took a year to get my pride back...

These days sinning makes sense and really who they hell are you to say
"no", "no", "no"

My next send me late night text askin "when we gon' chill"
I say "I know,
know, knoooooow"

uhh...

I guess I'm loved...

But as for some friends I let go, I'll admit, I cant commit,
and I know, Im fucked up...

I got alot of time for me to think,
all throughout,
this past year...

I went from cuttin' niggas right and left,
to being "too sweet", "too sincere"

But none of yall are even still here...

Life's a quiz with no Hints on it...
I lost connections more times than a sprint phone did...
In rocky positons more than Flintstones did...

But before I die I better be on Cribs...

uhh...

I'm far closer...

And if that dont make since to you, be my guest, throw my confusing ass shit in the disposer...

I will accept my thoughts and my actions,
As apart,
Of my past...

Its funny, everyday I'm late for school,
But I'm getting schooled, in Karma's class...

I just hope...

that i pass.

SMOOTH KILLING SPREE
BY FEE

Well
Some call me pretty fee
Some call me the enemy
Some call me the up and coming killer of this industry
While I refer to me killing as an urgency I am killing currently
Caught up at my murder scene
I had the rap game caught up in the rapture
…Dreading my capture
A prime factor
It gave me kid cudi
I made it real bloody
Taught it lessons to learn
Told it to study, then
It threw me drizzy drake
I gave a fair trade
Then I killed it and choked it with my mixtape
Now I got court dates
Raising the crime rate
Ate so many wack rappers
That im gainin weight
Im gonna gain, just wait
Cuz im the chief of state
After every estate, counting my data rate
You in the way of fate
Cuz I dictate
The heart rate of these light weights like their body weight

Well
They call me enemy
You can call me pretty fee
Knocking down my victims at will like windy breeze
Good things come in threes
Well I got three letters
Lyrical berettas
And ima go get em
They gave me Philly’s Wiz
Well gee, this is, a perfect mission
For the misses
And if she misses ima sure finish
It off like the song during the ending movie credits
No time for credits so just give me my street cred
But they keep kiving me light weights like wheat bread
I leave em all dead
Shot em in the head with a street banger
Off E street like a dred head
Yeah I was dredded,
Ironic cuz im locked up
For killing the game and leaving the charts chalked up
Me and wale servin til the end of days
Naw we shouldn’t change our ways
They just should have watched us

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STILL SWAGGIN
BY FEE

One question,
Answer me this,
Tell me who the shit
Who be the chick
That all the fellas wanna get
All the guys wanna pick
All of my clothes wanna fit
My watches want to tick
my lotto tickets wanna hit
My legs want to be sick
My leggings just so fucking happy that they fit me so well
I walk up in the party, high as heaven, giving them hell
Dank as skunk but everybody in here diggin my smell
Im so ill and my sneeze don’t wanna get well
Riddle me this
Tell me who the shit
Who face to face em
Who paper thick
Money fast and you cant seem to chase em
All of my bills want to stay
My wallets wanted in cases
My jewls want to be worn
And my shoes love to lace up
I walk up in the mall, ballin like the ‘98 Lakers
I am the creator of ‘create’ and the maker of makers
I am the bread giving baker of nine west and bakers
And I don’t care cuz my money go on for some acres
So gimmie that
Tell me who the brat
Who be so bad
Who be so bad that they look so good
Makin’ em mad
Who get em hot when they just so cold
Who set the fad
My pictures love to be nice
And my face love to brag
So tell me who
Tell me who the best
Who won best dressed
Who got em hummin, got em searchin for me, send friend requests
Who so sick, who the shit, who don’t want to digest
But my style love to flirt and my swag love to bless

THREESOME IN YOUR SOUL LYRICS FEE EYES SHUT MIXTAPE

Threesome in Your Soul
by FEE

I know you’ll get me baby
All tight and pearled so nicely
I know you’ll roll me baby
All tight and pearled precisely
You don’t have to lie to me
I’ll get you good and flightly
No one sane would deny me
Not even God Almighty
So who would blame you with a day that you had?
Every one needs a release and yours is in this small bag
So check me out, take me out,
For a night, on the town
Break me down, ill get loud
Then ill take you
to my clouds
Pass cloud one, pass cloud two,
Wont remember you were blue
Cant stop smiling, that’s my que
That im being loved by you
Ill even have you so you still can drive home
They cant smell you if you’re handy with perfume or cologne
Make sure you’re schedules clear
Oh here comes my best friend, dear
This is Miss Everclear
Won depressant of the year
I got a bright idea
Have us but don’t bring your peers
Chug her while you start to roll
Have a threesome in your soul