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1. |
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It's an abomination
Conversations with all my contemplation
Got me kinda shaken bout existin' in a Donald's nation
But never fakin' been great since my nose runny
I'm all that flyer than Quail Man y'all Doug Funny
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2. |
Calm Before The Storm
03:15
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I commendeer your common decency unpeaceably the grip is tight and it's unlikely it's releasing see I recently revitalized the right amount of rowdy RAH to ride around and wreck for recognition with nobody round
Round after round I keep knockin em I don't need permission
Crown after crown I keep rockin em must complete the mission
To be the greatest thing the world has ever seen even if I wasn't labeled a prodigy as a teen
I probably got the means, probably in between, probably problematic how swiftly I'm switching scenes they callin a n***a magic cause his pen could tell a dream
Hated me automatic cause I couldn't change a thing
So I spill the I'll at will to make a dollar pay a bill they hoot and holla when a scholar can relate to something trill
Hop on twitter just to follow tryna see if n***as real
But how you count on an account when it's just counterfeit appeal huh?
I gots to dodge the danger
Been blowing ganja major
I used to pray a lot but now it feel like God a stranger
And I can't really blame nobody else but put 30 on a 8th of tree when our conversations was free
(That s**t was free n***a!!!)
I always claim to convert my curses to verses but conversely every version just complicates the conversion I'm conversing never conversatin' quick to kill with kindness nevermind if I'm reminded of the riots in my mind
Recognize I'm never blind but if I was the beat would be the brail I beat defeat but failed to reach the peace I seek in need of bail
Rather be the snail slow and steady underneath the shell cause n***as throwin salt at these sluggish bugs underneath the veil
I fought the pain and felt the pressure what remains is nothing less I been estranged I sought the fame became a mess
Turned a curse into a blessing then vice versa due to stressing
Heard circumstances would worsen if uncertain of direction so I
Broke out the GPS and prayed to G-O-D heard a V-O-I-C-E tell me that vices come in 3
Fought addiction to attention that just fuels a new affliction contradictin' good predictions turns out the problem was me
(That s**t was me!?)
Reflection shattered, Clothes was tattered, Beat and battered
Thoughts was scattered
Movin backward
Teeth would chatter from the cold
I climbed a ladder, Leaked a bladder
Eat the platter, Gettin fatter, cloaked a dagger gettin money on the road
I once was told that purpose never found on purpose rolling purple rockin paisley impatient with every purchase passing churches pray they praise me or send me blessings in surplus better pay me can't persuade me these serpents known to usurp us daily
The other day this s**t was gravy now the grave be on my mind I need more time but lately I been slavin day to day
Need to break the chains or make a change and make some change I tried to change I'm still the same but maybe I'll be better ater-lay
Pray before I lay I keep the faith it can't fade away
Once was led astray by doubts and demons and they delays
Gotta pave the way umbrella money for rainy days
Blunts and Hennessy stay faded to keep the pain at bay
All I know is that I'm strong enough to strive I just pray I got the stamina to stride it's a trip but you can ride
I'm thankful every day that I'm alive life's a dance with death that none of us survive, but I'm still vibin'
(Cause I would rather keep it copastetic)
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3. |
Funkshon
05:11
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Verse 1:
Another night of patient waitin’, plottin’ and I’m pacin’ weighin’,
Pros and cons, unalarmed that they rose alarms I’m armed to teeth with charm and a bond with grief
I conned a thief and expected less hurt, exploited an expert with excerpts of expertise
Spent a lot of minutes tryna find more time to keep
Wasted many prayers on power just to beef with peace
Spent a lot wakin’ hours tryna find some sleep
And I befriended many cowards to be praised as chief
Should have never did that, should have killed them ni***s when I saw the time was opportune
Now these ni***s thinkin’ that we buddies to the tomb
Now these b***hes drinkin’ all the liquor in the room
Phantoms in my opera operatin’ to consume assume a monsoon will come soon to doom the costumes and mock goons
Heavy hitters, dangerous flow we levy splitters unsteady jitters
Nerves been worked to the root due to verbs that been slurred been deterred from the truth been disturbed ain’t deferred from the lust for the loot
Gotta get it by any means sellin’ souls, sellin’ dreams to purchase a purpose to feel redeemed
Need to needle the seams, need to be seen as kings,
Need to redo the scenes, need to recrown the Queens
Need to weave in between every doubt that we’ve ever seen
Too addicted to dirt cause it doesn’t pay to be clean
Still in search of the dollar, in cahoots with the cream, in pursuit of the power, too aloof to a scheme,
What it mean? N***as will pimp, p***y, and politic
Niggas is pimps, p****es, and politricks acknowledging your knowledge with street homage
No scholarship, waitin’ for the right b***h to polish, demolish it
I been guessin’ way too long I need to stop it, I been stressin’ way too strong I need to drop it
I just need a place to belong a bosom to burrow a beat to beat up find my voice in a song
My bottle of choice to bottle up my rights and my wrongs patient awaitin’ my eruption
Sayin’ I’ma blow up I’m just duckin’ self-destruction, addict of consumption
Hurdlin’ obstructions, juggling instructions to Funkshon
Hook:
Tryna make somethin' from nothin' prain' for blessings they comin'
(my n***a we just tryna funkshon)
Always accused and did nothing, b***h miss me with your assumption
(my n***a we just tryna funkshon)
But every time we step up in the funkshon,
Someone has a major mal-funkshon
Succumb to seduction to some its corruption or something
We're junkies addicted to a junction, but we just tryna Funkshon (x2)
Verse 2:
They say San you gon make it to the limelight, when the time right
Just get your money and your mind right and put your pride aside don't be blinded by your hindsight bleed blue exude what's true fight the divine fight God bless
But never the less, I been a glutton for success since adolescence countin' seven cent
Hell bound and heaven sent, lust with the brush with fame and everything that I was never lent determination evident
Deter extermination in a nation where you the pest
Your death and disappearance celebrated while you distressed
You press for perseverance your appearance has been a mess
You prayin' for an hour when you only got minutes left
And now only menace left, consumed by the greed
I can barely define the line between a want and a need
Enemies friendin' me they envy me they hope I succeed
With all the suicidal tendencies I wish to delete but see
I used to have views from the pews enthused to pay dues amused by hallelu's in the churches
Then I pursued the fondue and now my ladies spread legs like wings to feed urges
She claimin' she my angel from any angle a n***a just addicted to the fiction for real in the heat of the moment feel like all the fiction appeal
Using my youth to euthanize the consequences I deal, but still
I should have never passed on that passage I'm Past tense survived on intuition never had sense
I lied to abide by truth, swear to God I never Swear to God again the paradox is the proof
I don't mean to bother nobody my gun ain't body nobody
I'm just the sum of the sins and the fears I'm forced to embody
Divided by Deuteronomy threw the dice in the gamble
Dismantled but not destroyed a working soul unemployed tryna Funkshon
[Hook]
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4. |
Better & Above
03:13
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[Verse 1]
My dreams have been shattered I had to snatch the pieces
My n***as think I’m changing rockin’ cuffs and creases
Weekly releases, every Sunday like preachin’ Jesus
Rockin’ tees and sneakers just don’t suit me no mo’
The whip is busted come and scoop me bro bro
We gots to ride out spendin’ most of the night out
Spendin’ money we wild out
Spent again I’m exhausted I lost it just had to find out
Spinnin’ rims we was winnin’ til a foul cost us a timeout
But we still ballin’ on budgets like f**k it get the cream
Money flowin’ clean liquid green call it Listerine
Put it where yo mouth at, count the coins or we switchin’ scenes
Try to flip the script end up with lots more line to read between
Rather be heard than seen regurgitate a verb and spleen
Reverberate with urgency we die to earn a turn to dream
Heard that they reword it with southern slurs then deter the means
That kind of confiscation ain’t confidential know what I mean
I done surpassed my past with proper preparation
Found more purpose in my verses than protestant proclaimations
My problems ain’t a problem my problem is my impatience
I think out loud call me crazy conversations with my contemplation
[Hook]
I used to wanna f**k with ya
But now I wouldn’t f**k with ya
I feel a little out of touch with ya
Lost a little love when they didn’t show enough now I’m Better & Above
(I said I’m better & above, Gotta be better and above,
I swear I’m better and above, all that bullshit)
(I hope my n***as got trust in me)
(I wish a n***a would f**k with me)
(I love you if you got love for me)
(Shout my cuz in the 253)
(I’m slidin’ soon and got a dub on tree, G)
[Verse 2]
Never impractical full equipped never fractional
Fancy facts over fiction spit friction the flow is flammable
Grams of my grammatics makes legend status seem tangible
Hard to imagine but when I’m famished fathom the animal
Can I keep it real though? Pressure built up real slow
I been dealin’ with s**t I been healin’ and s**t
Got the feeling the blunt will appeal when it’s lit
Consequences flow so sequential maintain the mental til monumental
Coax the complex, keep it simple might meet the maker ain’t that suspenseful
Ponder daily on my potential miswrote a quote then retraced the stencil
My competence never confidential, never confidential
Lack common sense, still influential
Exist essential that’s existential expand the pockets expect the storm
Extend a limb to help some of them then ex out the haters, x-man the storm
Cause I denied demise and doubled dedication
Found more faith in my creation than curses and incantations
My problems ain’t a problem my problem is bad relations
I think out loud call me crazy conversations with my contemplation
[Hook]
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5. |
True...
04:05
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(Cause you don’t know what I been through)
(And they ain’t blood but they kin too)
[Verse 1]
Don’t question my dedication tryna bide time with some medication mixed with meditation
Stressin’ bills from my education tryna find creation in a puff of smoke or drunk pacin’
Racin’ try to find divine placement, Lacin’ lines with genuine statements
Basin’ faith on practice and patience, slavin to break he chains of my pain
Blood in my veins I bleed for my love I been beyond blessed just found a new plug
Need to smoke less forgot to phone cuz forgive my neglect but that’s what life does
I survive selection, and keep it low-key I despise detection
And never mind me if I use deception to improve reflections
People use rejection as a lethal weapon but I never sweat them
Doin’ better than I ever been, what a lie
Gotta fake it til I make it to defy suicide
I may run a little late but by the time I arrive
I be live tryna vibe juice and Henn on the side
If you down to ride then we can grind divide it by two
But if you idol minded n***a I don’t mind it that’s you
[Hook/Bridge]
Cause you don’t know what I been through
And you ain’t got to pretend to
Cause I got big s**t to tend to so it’s cool
Plus I got n***as that been glue
For all the s**t that I been through
And they ain’t blood but they kin too and that’s,
True…
Feel like I been running for a minute homey
Moving slowly still I out maneuver phonies
Used to phone me now they feelin’ stupid lonely
Used to blow me then she got useless on me
Truces only got beef deuces throw me
Used to know me now a n***a use the flow
Unusual I’m good to go just thought you should know
Shout out to my n***as back at home
Keep your head don’t let your mind be gone
Keep the faith and do the work push on
It won’t be long
[Verse 2]
Swear to God we blessed though we had better days
Put up with the stress though we had better ways
Lost self-worth but was newly appraised
And fam come first that just how we was raised remember back in the day
Situations got complicated we was obligated to defend the kin more than friends
If a n***a fell off we hate it but we often stated that when love is real can’t pretend (again)
I reminisce on who I been, who I love is you my drug or my cure
Goin’ in cause my truth depends upon troops that’s armed to they tooth to fight for what’s poor
Never mind the allure, most these n***as want to dis with ease
I need distance please, divine sense and a spliff or three and know it all boomerangs if it’s meant for me
A lot of days I be feelin’ God sent for me
I spit symphonies, orchestrated to the Nth degree
I been working it ain’t paid yet, but s**t still makes sense to me so we live
Side by side or squared up eye to eye
But if you down to ride then we can ride divide it by two
And if you idol minded n***a I don’t mind it that’s you
[Hook/ Bridge]
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6. |
Blessed...
03:04
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Think I’m addicted to how dope it is to cope again
Drowning my hope in gin
Scribble to rhythms relentless riddles then riddle them
Constantly dodgin’ drama, way too obsessed with commas
I plead the fifth then sip the fifth and burn some marijuana
I’m just glad I got confidence in my tolerance
A lot of common sense and the strength to carry the consequence
Upon preponderance my priority was reconnaissance
Maintaining consciousness knowing death’s an angel so I repent
A lot of n***as done buckled under the pressure
Succumb to a new oppressor would rather settle for lesser ties
Live in pursuit of the pleasure, try to turn trash into treasure
By any means whatsoever just cause we bound to die, I
Will proceed to play the protagonist wet my palate in palaces
Manifest what the power is please I’m just a man in desperate need to be freed
Pickin’ up speed as all my demons impede but they still scheming on me like
[Bridge/ Hook]
I know you tryna spend the night tonight
But I got a fight to fight, with all my might heaven knows that imma be alright
I beat the breaks off that b***h on sight these demons schemin’ at night
I exorcise them blowing steam on the mic so until they seal me in one grave
I survive like I’m unscathed I be lyin’ if I ain’t say one thing
I think I feel Blessed
Blessed to survive the karma, blessed to believe, blessed to be so much farther, blessed to achieve
Blessed if I be the martyr, blessed to reprieve, blessed if I be the martyr, blessed to reprieve
Blessed be the holy armor, bless-ed indeed
[Verse 2]
Know my mama them need them ends clockin’ in 10-10, but I hustle it then I spend
(I think I feel)
Now I’m watchin’ me juggle struggles again my rebuttal was subtle then now my stride is prideful as sin
(Blessed)
I believe my curses worsen when I curse I lust for women fame and riches and envied them n***as perks
(I think I feel)
But G-mo told me G.C. you deserve the Earth I searched my roots and rediscovered my worth
But they still schemin’ on me like
[Bridge/Hook]
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7. |
Galactic Attraction
02:52
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First thing’s first I must confess when we get back to the crib I’m hoping that we undress
(I’d rather just keep it real) (x4)
And last not least I must profess, my profession is to please you so let’s coalesce
(No pressure girl we can chill) (x4)
But if f***in’ is the topic of conversation my obligation
Make you explode into new elation for real though
(I love her but she ain’t my lover I wanna girl I know you wanna)
S**t a** fat let a n***a smack that bent over the Cad-lac tell me how deep do it feel
(I’d rather just keep it trill) (x4)
Girl what I look like, lettin’ you walk by lookin’ all good and s**t
Knowin’ damn well I’m tryna hit yo thick a** legit we might make a jit
So what I look like, lettin’ you walk by, lookin’ like the HBIC
Yo black a** lookin’ good to me, might make a n***a fall in L-O-V-E
Say what it is or what it ain’t gon be before a n***a fall in L-O-V-E (x4)
(Before a n***a fall in love, before a n***a fall in love with you)
[Verse 2]
My mind is racin’ I just need me a taste got me feelin’ feelings I couldn’t replace or mistake
(I’d rather just keep it real)(x4)
But really though don’t know how much I can take
Every minute you missin’ makin’ me ache never fake so it’s real love
(I love her but she ain’t my lover I wanna girl I know you wanna)
No new seduction needed (
Just know the love conceited
I make you feel completed
And then we gon repeat it
The passion always heated
This love can’t be defeated
You be the medicine I once was sick but now I’m treated
No disrespect you got me breakin’ my neck
I get the feelin’ you been feelin’ neglect
I’m tryna feel you when wet
I take your mind of all your stresses and debt
Never hit it quit it and jet if you want it girl you can get
I’m all yours
Girl I make you feel you good baby, don’t I make you feel good baby?
Let me make you feel good baby, Imma make you feel good baby
Can I make you feel good baby? Let me make you feel good baby
Imma make you feel good baby, let me make you feel….
(Touch me)
(Just like that)
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8. |
Convo W/ Contemp(t)
03:35
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I can’t stay, I won’t go, I can’t leave, I won’t know
I gets complicated when your conscious hate it but you’re concentrated on goals
Soul confiscated lately I been feelin’ so obligated uncompensated can’t contemplate it
Our conversations ain’t consecrated no mo’
Can’t stop, might should, first fell, then stood
Sippin’ all this drank blowin’ all this dank make a n***a feel good
I think I need to make an exit, never looks fresh when your dressed in desperate
Should have had next but you had to hex it, tried to flex it
But it breaks when the question begs it I’ve got to best it
[Bridge]
I think I lost bout half of my mind
The other half ain’t even that far behind
I think I need to resign
Or redesign the way I’m using my time
Get on the grind cause dreams are hard to find
Following the blind
[Hook]
I been searchin’ for new meaning I think I’m misunderstood
Swervin’ sermons, dodgin’ demons, find my angel, I’ll be good
If I die before I make it know I did the best I could
And I pray the devil doesn’t but I wish a n***a would
I said I wish a n***a would, I swear I wish a n***a would
If I die before I make it know I did the best I could
And I pray the devil doesn’t but I wish a n***a would
[Bridge II]
Daily I pray for all my enemies why?
Because my biggest competition is I
Mirror of lies, I shattered before my eyes
Surprised to see my demise but still I expect to rise
From spiritual suicide
[Verse 2]
I can’t stay, must go, I need less, I want more
Juggle all this stress been a little depressed but a n***a tryna blow
If I digress will I want to die less? Will I be a success if I reap what I sow?
Shots to the neck, inhale to the chest, break bread when you blessed all the real n***as know
I can’t take it, it’s too much, I gotta take it, it’s not enough
I been glutton greedy getting’ made claiming God ain’t got the guts to greet me
I’m glad that I got a little grub discretely been thinking deeply
Knee deep in beats I might need to beat me
Might need a treaty trick me to treat me, they can’t compare to how I compete me
Can’t rush perfection, learn life in lessons, best count your blessings then roll (then roll)
Curse my complexion, need more direction, gotta fight infection I know
Y’all ain’t know enough it’s crazy, goddamn you ain’t even got to pay me
I am who I am so accolade me, no mask so the snakes can’t masquerade me
I feel they hate me
[Bridge 3]
But still they show me love just because
If a n***a happen to blow it’s plus, they on the cusp
No longer searchin’ for friends but always I’m seeking trust
No matter what it’s either love or it’s lust…
Pray for me
[Hook]
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9. |
Know Enough
03:26
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(Y'all n***as don't know enough)
Verse 1:
Day been long,
but the nights be longer
Faith grows weak
But the liq get stronger
I can't tell what's wrong
(What's wrong?)
I think I need confirmation (yea)
I think I need conversation (yea)
I think I need consultation (yea)
Or maybe some kind of compilation to convince me that calms awaitin' if I'm patient
But I be feelin' like a patient with an IV and medical interns adjacent
I need a little space ventilation
A time and place to embrace jubilation
A sign and a mind to erase degradation
A path and a rhyme to escape domination
I need a vacation
(I guess I gotta get it on my own
I guess I'll see y'all n***as later)
But I never take breaks cause I feel like time wastin' pacin'
Still tryna figure what I'm facin' bracin'
Borderline broke but I'm paper chasin'
I got blood that's in need of me
I got n***as that'll bleed for me
I got a gun in the crib with a bullet in the clip put a hole in your life if you beef with me I need peace I be
Livin in a rush running out of time real n***as tryna shine 'fore I flatline
Gotta believe in me, gotta receive to be, gotta be free to see, God is conceived to be we
Who combat the demons with a pact to impact with reason and a knack to extract the treason
Before it gets better it may get a little worse would have never thought it hurts to be herculean
((I guess I gotta get it on my own
I guess I see y'all niggas later on
They only love you when they think you on
I guess I'll see y'all n***as later))
Verse 2:
So far gone, unsure if I can recover
Been away from home so long
Mama don't think I love her
But that's not the case
I just got a tough task to face
Cause I'm living in a world where they kill colored kids for kicks and then claim we the basket case
So I apologize for all the lies
All the missed calls and lack of tries know I'm good man still alive and I'm bound to blow if my soul survive so we live (we live)
Hydro to ease my mind until I cease my time or seize what's mine
I been blessed just a little bit of stress with dreams gotta find a better way that we can stretch the green so we grind til we get a lot of better things
Dopest combo since meth and amphetamines I meant I mean I seen the dream and God's graces still yet to face my innate impatience still seek the meaning in pops quotations pop the lock and drop at a safe location cop the crop and clock into new elation stop the cops with glocks from exterminatin' my blood
(They only love you when they think you on, I guess I see y'all n***as later)
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10. |
Holla At Ya
04:47
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Verse 1:
Excuse me can I holla at ya?
I been doin' a lot of thinkin' and I thought about ya... I
Don't mean to intrude or come off as rude but I just noticed your mood it says a lot about ya
It tells the whole world you been a grown girl since grade school
Mama raised you to be a rebel since age two love estranged you when daddy chose to betray you
Leavin you and your mama to play cool look,
I understand why you ain't trustin no man
When every time you try to love it seems to get out of hand
You pledge allegiance to your grievances and still reprimand
You try to pray that God will make a way with strategic plans look,
Melanin misses life vicious and that's a fact uncalculated capricious suspicious most of these cats
They fabricate the fictitious meticulous with the mack
But as long as you ambitious they can't never hold you back imagine that
Bridge/ Hook
Lord knows that your soul searchin'
Lord knows that your soul hurtin'
Lord knows the enemy known to throw a couple blocks in the road to keep you swervin' and uncertain
Heaven knows what you need take a break from all that bullshit they feed take a look at what you been through and see you'd agree that this system ain't envision not a you or a me take a minute to replenish shawty breathe, please let me Holla At Ya
Tree on me that's on G
Let me Holla At Ya
You bottled up I got the bottle you need, true indeed let me Holla At Ya
What it is, what it do, what it be, baby please let me Holla At Ya
(Shawty let Holla At Ya)
Verse 2:
Excuse me can I holla at ya?
I been doing a lot of thinking and I thought about ya... I
Don't mean to interrupt so abrupt look like you bout to erupt I'd like to talk it out ya
Feel like the whole world labeled you cold growing against you
Done convinced you that you'd be sentenced intense too
Ever since you discovered the distance meant to
Make you feel like you further from they truth look
I understand you make mistakes as a man
Nobody perfect plus your purpose is to learn understand
How they perceive us and decieve us then they earn from they plan
They want to own us not condone we comprehend and command look
Since you my n***a I give you nothing but facts too many of us in prison or end up dead over scraps
We owe our women more love just cause our mamas is black
Cause everybody else who take it hesitant to give it back and that's that
Bridge/Hook
(N***a let me Holla At Ya)
Excuse me can I holla at ya?
You been doin' so much that thinkin' you ain't thought about ya... I
Can easily see that you disagree and you won't take it from me but you forgot about ya
You showed the whole world you in control when little they know everyday you belittle the mirror your biggest foe
Constantly tryna figure when them figures finna roll
Probably feel the feeling that you couldn't feel the roll but you should know
Bridge/ Hook
Change the way you see things, the things you see will change
Ain't it strange
So I hope y'all don't mind if I modify my mind to fly
Stay vibin, stay high
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San Alexander Florida
Born in Tacoma, WA, San Alexander is a Hip-Hop recording artist and poet residing in Central Florida. His style consists of fast-paced, high energy delivery of complex rhyme schemes and intricate lyricism over hard-hitting, soul pulsating beats and melodies. San is a constantly evolving artist who continues to push the limits of lyrical creativity with smooth vibes and a hype southern bounce. ... more
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