"If Word Gets Around (About Fineprint)" I've been warned that I need to be silent wit' e'ry move I make But I can't wait, excited 'bout what I'm comin' wit' E'ry time I pen somethin' new, feel like the fuckin' shit People waitin' patiently for me to drop a fuckin' hit I'm in grind mode, but ain't grindin' like I'm 'posed to Should be out doin' shows, hit the stage postal 'Fore I make it worldwide, gotta make it local But this doubt deep inside done kept me on the sofa Writin' my life, recordin' a gist of it Dealin' wit' stress, drownin' in the midst of it Dropped a lot of work, fools love to discredit 'Cause I use instrumentals, that type of shit's pathetic So what you heard that muthafuckin' beat before? You never heard it wit' my muthafuckin' rhymes on it So, when I come around to sprinkle out my lines on it You'll be aghast that you bypassed my heat before Or maybe you ignore me 'cause I'm nothin' new in this genre But spend ya' time screamin' how you miss the Old School That's hypocritic to me, I'm sick of critics, ya see This shit is gettin' to me, you should've listened to me But I can't force it if I'm not yo' type of emcee You want somebody strictly Conscious, now I see That just one of my modes, I'm known to be all-around But that shit's good to know if word gets around About that artist known as Fineprint A higher pedigree wit' 95% of rhymes that I invent Increasin' dopamine, soon as the bars Hit ears an' make contact, peep the swoonin' broads Straight from the launchpad, tracks boom in cars Turn me up an' wake the neighbors, or make 'em run like White flight One of y'all gotta see how Eddie White's tight Confidence like Mayweather every fight night See I got pride an' it's fragile But I'm workin' on buildin' up resilience Still, I never back away from any battle No need to shy away from showin' lyrical brilliance I've been knocked down so many pegs That I started playin' muthafuckin' Mastermind So far what I can say about this craft of mine Is that I'm steadily improvin', time after time Ha... yeah, I'm steadily improvin', time after time...

"New Tape (#Smoke1ForFineprint) <Interlude>" Sip on some liquor, read a little Lovecraft Think of ways to wreck this game an' leave it in a bloodbath Watchin' for haters, they always cross ya' boy path Sooner than later, realize they can't avoid wrath Did the math, here's the conclusion I came to Loyalty's an illusion, confusin', painful Highly toxic, deep inhale an' you're strangled Mangled in the brain, mistakin' devils for angels I - pour my heart into the hearth of victory Wit' tongs in hand, I grip an' place it on the anvil Bang the hammer like Vulcan, chisel out a will of iron I will not lose to a bucket of crabs, stop tryin' To hold me back an' hold me down, I'm pugnacious Up against the wall, attack an' slug faces Punch until I break a nosebone an' clavicle Leave you all so gone wit' a attitude All I'm focused on is that Provolone an' Akkawi To cop foreign cars, cigars, a crib in Maui That Ädelost an' that Roquefort, not a hobby Money ain't e'rything, but close enough, papi Cream cheese on mind like Aiken Drum A one-way ticket, where's the plane takin' from? Out the ghetto, that hood, that grimey place Fuckin' cesspool, such a fuckin' slimey place So, smoke one 'cause I'm +rad+ like a "Fallout" Nuka-Cola I just wanna ball-out 'til it's over Wrestle wit' my girl, then fall out on the sofa The simple things in life, all I need; call it closure GIANTS over e'rything, that's a definite Once boo's straight, get the crew straight wreckin' shit New tape after new tape, like a debut tape Mama-say mama-sah, woosah, all they do is hate Haha, yeah... mama-say mama-sah, woosah, all they do is hate Smoke one for me...

"Far As I See" See failure's no option, but I feel I'm on my last leg Obstacles at every turn, ain't no movin' past that Been over this a thousand times, sayin' I'm the greatest But never seem to believe it, no matter how many times I say it Or how many times you say it, my confidence been depleted So I'm wallowin' in self-loathin', aggy an' defeated Always takin' shit to heart, gettin' ripped apart Sick of all these muhfuckaz not payin' mind to my art 'Cause I work hard like Kanye, Chance, Rocky an' Ferg Kendrick, Cole an' Wale, that shine is what I deserve An' I find it's so absurd, that I ain't even been heard yet What's up wit' that? I'm at the point, to go out an' start servin' vets Just that, little nigga, from Memphis Tenn, here to win Goin' in, like a NAVY Seal, make you feel what's here within May be, too real, for ears this year, that there is clear In my grill like new veneers, y'all trippin', cop souvenirs Prizz on it, an' too severe, heat it up, super sear Super Saiyan wit' blue hair, take a L when that dude is near/Near Yeah, still immature, still rap an' complain But I'm growin' through it all, still rappin' out my pain I'm still a kid at heart, but I got an old soul The best is yet to come, my story's far from my told My soul's far from sold, but I have been debatin' Drinkin' myself to sleep 'til I'm lucid dreamin' wit' Satan I'm so underrated, an' I rate myself high Fuck what these others say, I should be Top 5 Especially, in this current climate Wit' all these offbeat niggaz slurrin' lies an' shit Get you hyped up for a letdown, I ain't suprised a bit Niggaz should be at Mickey D's, askin' do you want some fries wit' this I talk that shit, you get a rise out it Comin' from the heart wit' every dart, it's not just pride, my nig See I grew up in that single parent home Where the lights in that bitch were off more than they were on Lived wit' my aunt an' uncle, as well as my grands All this created hunger deep inside ya' mans That's why I beast when I'm on it, but I'm more than just bars You - only get 10 percent of SAVAAR Though my heart longs for diamonds, cribs an' cars A part of me aims to spread the wealth, near an' far When I'm on, they tell me preach, get up out ya' seats This chuuch, you speak tongues when I bless the beat Far as I see, I'm great like Shady, Pac, Biggie an' Hova Maybe not really, but closer, gotta feel me fa'sho, bruh I feel my reign ain't over, the shit ain't even started An' I ain't in this bitch just to be discarded But I gotta stop bein' so damn brokenhearted Pull myself together, stop bein' a broken artist Come wit' multifaceted, multis that I rap an' shit Then switch the flow to somethin' simple, so they grab the shit Always been told, I don't look like a rapper Or didn't think I'd ever rap, crap's givin' me cancer Still I keep the bars lathered wit' a unique aphrodisiac Snappin' clean like that, I'm too neat, rappin' mean on tracks Reel 'em in, then raise hell for heaven You should see good an' well, the makings of this legend Print is out...

"Fineprint Stay On It" Verse: Guess who's bizzack, brand new trizzack Armed to the teeth down to my nutsizzack Bars on deck like a riverboat, here ya' go Puttin' this on ya' tab an' in that hole up north ya' ear-a-lobe It's Prizz over e'rything, a whiz over e'rything Fuckaz can't touch it like I jizzed over e'rything You don't wanna test, I pop quiz over e'rything M-Town boy, I'm on my grizz like that very team Hip-Hop's still, the Mutsu of my eye Got me seein' green, so I bring my jutsu out, guy Need the - proper technique, to hit 'em where it hurt They been diggin' the holes, I just kick 'em in the dirt Hit 'em wit' a verse that's nothin' but the facts Sick, but not perverse, terse, no cut slack Thought out as if immersed, inverse of how they rap Throw down, make 'em disperse an' curse their childish crap Cash rules e'rything, cream like Mascarpone Fine don't play like Broadway, won't ever win a Tony But no doubt, Antoinette Perry would say I'm excellent +Some Like It Hot+, I forever spit that Marilyn In like Errol Flynn, a whirlwind of wordplay Focused like David Blaine, painstakingly word slay E'rything you heard him say, just a fuckin' warning Bitch I got bars, fuck a Russell Horning Hook(x1): This is Fineprint, I stay on it E'rything I do is hot, fuckaz don't want it Up early on my Hip-Hop grizzly while they yawnin' Ayyye, ayyye, what it is, mayne? See it's about 5 in the mornin' I'm on it, gettin' it in, shittin' on all opponents That don't want me to win 'cause I - got them components Ayyye, ayyye, what it is, mayne?

"That's How It Is (#WordsFromFineprint, Pt. 1) <Interlude>" Verse: They never wanna be there for the lows, only for the highs Never carin' 'bout the interests of ya' heart, only want a prize After all this time, I shouldn't be surprised I'm 29, it's time I open up my eyes Sometimes, I feel I'm better off alone on an island 'Cause nobody's there to help when the stress keeps pilin' Dumb fuckz just wanna give a damn third degree Like they really livin' perfect, so absurd to me Really don't give a fuck for what you think About my life at this point, just wanna collapse wit' a drink I'm at the brink, had enough, this is all that I can take Ready to break 'cause the love in my life is fuckin' fake They can't relate, grew up privileged, need to mind they bid-a-ness Or run the risk of bein' pissed when I vent in a sen-a-tence Givin' 100, they givin' 2 or 3 Wit' a friend like that, who needs a enemy? Shady said, don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful But all I see is ugliness, man, it's so pitiful Lookin' deep inside, for somethin' to redeem But my soul's so twisted, futile is how it seems Hook(x2): Muhfuckaz don't care, that's just how it is Comin' 'round here wit' that love that's straight counterfeit Actin' like they down to ride, ain't even 'bout the shit Ain't nobody here sincere, kid that's how it is

"The Proposal (#PrintsDreamsnNightmares)" Lookin' at the game, like I pro'lly shouldn't be here There is no competition, so inside me shouldn't be fear Lookin' in that mirror, like there pro'lly shouldn't be tears You lookin' to feel good, then I'm the guy you shouldn't be near 'Cause all I got inside is demons an' despair You can smell the brimstone when my semen's in the air Dreamt of model bitches, bustin' semen in they hair But now ya' boy's committed, all my dreamin' go nowhere I'm apologizin' to my girl in advance 'Cause I'd - fuck Candice Patton if she gave me the chance E'rytime we watch "The Flash", I wanna get in them pants Hol' up, I'm goin' too far, heh... But you gotta admit, you respect the honesty You know you wouldn't be around if there was no honest me But you will be my wife, I can say that honestly Bein' together makes up time I wasted wit' Honesty I know I dwell on the past, there's a lot which I regret So many mistakes made, folks I wish I never met But I live wit' those regrets, they push me to do better I can - accept 'em all as long as we never sever 'Cause us - not goin' strong is my worst nightmare Don't ever wanna wake up to that life right there Gotta keep you by my side, need that ass right here I finally realized you the wife type, dear On the real: you made me a better Fineprint I didn't evolve 'til we got deeper involved I lust a lot, but only YOU, make my world revolve If you ever walk away, that's when my world dissolve I suck at romance, but hopefully this suffice At least, until the day I lace ya' hand wit' ice I know, it ain't all about the destination But about the journey to get there wit' no hesitation Pro'lly sick of waitin', but trust -- your day will come So you can know fa'sho that I'm more than sprung Oh yeah, I'm so in love, I announce that merrily So I'ma end this shit by askin' will you marry me |************| "Dyin' Breed" I could never remain average, so I work harder than ever What's the use of emceein' if you don't aim to get better Puttin' beats on choppin' blocks, you know the aim's to get severed Yeah, I'm sick wit' wordplay, but I still aim to get cheddar I try to remain Christian, but rappers be soundin' ignant Music be so malignant, ashamed these fools my pigment Praise 'em for bein' different, givin' out them trophies For participation or simply 'cause they ya' homies Shit, what part of the game is that Allowin' 'em to not put any effort into rap An' I ain't tryna come off as an angry emcee But these wack niggaz, be really gettin' to me You got somebody like me, packin' skill an' charisma Wit an' intelligence, filled to the brim, a Couple bars from me, send chills up ya spine, now Better listen up an' get this whole load of Fine now Be braggin' on myself like I'm the only lyricist So rappers that don't know me pro'lly pissed while hearin' this But if I don't love it, how the rest gon' feel it Gotta get they attention, about face pivot I'm doin' this for all those who will dig it So if I namedrop, I know somebody gon' be gigglin' Excited 'cause I dissed somebody they don't like An' I did that shit for them 'cause they don't write Fuck these other rappers an' the shit they don't write 'Cause SAVAAR be writin' shit that - they won't write Wit' 9 out of 10 topics they won't like Steady comin' wit' the punch, but they won't spike See, I was inspired by rappers like Shady an' GZA An' - KRS on up to Smoke Dza But I keep Lloyd Banks an' Spitta in heavy rotate Listen to them because they always motivate That type of music's what I need in my life One of many forces, drivin' me on this mic In hindsight, deserve more props for shit that I bleed Heh... bitch I'm part of a dyin' breed

"#ThoughtsofaGIANT: The Revamp" My mojo's back, just need feedback an' praise Reminiscin' when I'd get feedback for days Shit's different now, I really need feedback to raise My spirits, otherwise I relapse an' raze Get crazed, snappin' 'cause I'm paranoid, feelin' this Disgust, distrust, an apparent void; not appealin' wit' My bars lately, thought I was killin' this God's taken the gift that was never on my Christmas list An' I really need it back, been down on my knees In prayer... but only ever so often I - feel I've softened since I fell deeper in love Now my girl is my world, her attention's my drug See lines I used to write, I don't write 'em no mo' All them dreams of model broads, barely excitin' There's a lover deep inside, I don't fight him no mo' I just let him drive off, engine - no longer idlin' One day I will be somebody's idol, man An' the word "legend" won't just be a self-titlement Confusin' me wit' conceit an' self-entitlement I'm just aware of my worth here on this earth See, I could've died a month after my birth So, there's a lot for me to feel blessed about But I walk around prideful, chest stuck on out Feelin' like Johnny Cage mixed wit' Ken Masters Add Vegeta in that mix, now I'm one relentless sick bastard Quickly sent to pasture E'ry beat I shit on, instant hit, classic Tag the aficionados of audio bombastic Pyroclastic an' braggadocious I outlasted the braggarts' lackluster opus Down-patted wit' swagger, tracks come in focused The sound's savage, a mag-a-num atcha throat, bitch See right now I'm draggin' 'em to hypnosis They gon' be beholden to me an' only me Got me feelin' I got - the key that's the only key Will it open doors? That's what I hope to see