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Lit Theory

by Faimkills

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1.
[verse 1] Raps is on some Raymond Carver I ain’t part of Satan’s slaughter Aiming in my angel armor Date the Savior's favorite daughter She sip on mimosa My girl she so bomba I’m something like La Bamba My DJ from Colombia You King of Carcosa I’m drunk off the Lone Star Don’t come with no drama I’m dumping with the llama [hook] God in me He's guarding me He gardens me Like a rose You know water me [verse 2] I need fly villas and seashores The trees luscious 5 mil and a G4 I need budget I’m cocaina I freak the speaker the fiends love it In la oficina I write the theme I write the theme I’m Murray with a shaved head I keep it real My girl Dionne on the freeway That’s whip appeal [hook] [bridge] I pull up to the function Like I’m Christian from 'Clueless' Man I turn up at the function I’m a Christian who’s clueless [hook]
2.
[Curtiss King] My life changed, my life changed My light changed, ain't night no more Got light game I'll explain when I'm done reading this Grant Cardone I'm 10X'N with no exception With no discussion like Art Laboe Better love me or let me go I promise I won't take it personal [Faimkills] Freak the beat Write my wrongs Light the bong Even off the marijuana Maranatha I am on I’m the author He my father Talk to God Thoughts is odd Spare the rod spoil child Love is wild Signals dialed to the right frame of mind Voice is tuned to the right pitch Be the light, yes [Curtiss King hook] I got a quarter tank of gas I don’t know if it’s gon' last But I got to make a move Cause my life moving so fast So wish me well, wish me well Wish me well, wish me well I’m throwing quarters in a wishing well Wish me well, wish me well Wish me well, wish me well I’m throwing quarters in a wishing well I need a couple quarters in my wishing well I’ll take a couple nickels in my wishing well [Curtiss King verse 2] This a new experience I think it's out-of-body No more parties in L.A. A Lone Ranger, Kemosabe, I be... [Faimkills verse 2] I ain't never thought I want to ball with all the millions I been in the quad I’m reading poems by Saul Williams Writing songs about myself you’d think that I’m Walt Whitman Laying in these leaves of grass Praying for the thieves to pass I know you believe in me The question is do I believe in me? I need a wellspring of healing It’s such a natural feeling I got me a dime, yeah She’s doing fine on her own She don’t need me to shine I got me a dime, yeah She keep building me up Want to build her a shrine, yeah [hook] [bridge] So pray I never fail And even when I fail I’ma still prevail yeah I’ma give em hell yeah Hell yeah I’ma give em hell yeah Yeah my souls never for sale Wish me well
3.
Shore (poem) 00:15
All my life: hazy shade of gray Hazy shade of gray That’s all right Let it slip away Let it slip away Let that wave wash away the gray Brighten up your day Let the wave wash away the gray Brighten up your day
4.
Dramamine 02:26
[intro] You’re the ringing in my ear The low hum And I hear nothing but you You’re the bright light blinding And I see nothing but you [verse 1] Say goodbye to that old world This that New Testament Said goodbye to my old girl My new girl so heaven sent Walking through a field of snow Standing in her summer dress Drudging down a lonely road Smiling in a summer dress [refrain] Darling in this world so cold You might need some body heat I can feel you burning through me You won’t need no kerosene Baby you can lean on me I’ll be your Promethazine You lost in this sea of love I can be your Dramamine [hook] Your Dramamine Your Dramamine You sick of this sea of love I can be your Dramamine Your Dramamine Your Dramamine You lost in this sea of love I can be your Dramamine [verse 2] Heiress of a careless sea Aching like we’re saving it for marriage Know I cherish thee We could be a fairytale ending--horse and carriage Mamacita my love’s for hire You be my Cookie This my empire [refrain] Darling in this world so cold You might need some body heat I can feel you burning through me You won’t need no kerosene Baby you can lean on me I’ll be your Promethazine You lost in this sea of love I can be your Dramamine [hook] [bridge] You’re the ringing in my ear The low hum And I hear nothing but you You’re the bright light blinding And I see nothing but you Now you’re all I sing [hook]
5.
[verse] Frame of mind so George Costanza Flow bananas Prose and Stanzas Boast the most explosive hammers Posted like the ghost of Hamlet The plot thickens Omnificent and auspicious The God listens I listen back His omniscience Ah, man, rappers you should feel threatened Watch me use my pain as a weapon In and out of class Faim been professing Then I hit the church for the blessing I know God on my side Got down on my knees pushed the pride to the side Work can cause my dreams and time to collide That’s why I’m always coming live from the side West, y’all can bounce like a check Thinking that we owe you an ounce of respek Birdman, daddy, man, he lounge with the Fresh Every song you wrote in the trash to the left I been jamming for summers since ‘97 That means I been doing this shit since I’s 11 Time spent perfecting divine sentences Now I send smiles straight to the heavens Brown, very short and skinny, I get it But Faim is better than your favorite rapper, admit it Blissed out and I push past the limit Blissed out and I pushed, passed the limit I was thrashed out and I’m not afraid to admit it But now I’m blissed out, became myself and I did it
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[intro] Faimkills: Hey Cash? CashOnly: What? Faimkills: Have you heard my band? CashOnly: No. Faimkills: That's a cool band. Shouts out if you're Asian or you're Black I'm just like them Dealing with them white men that hate me ‘cause my brown skin Shout out to them white girls I think I kind of like them Shouts out them all the gueros that assume I have an accent Shouts out to the Mexicans who hate me for my accent Shouts out to my rapper friends with bars and really write them. Aight then…Alright [Faimkills verse] She in dat cashmere She drink the Pabst beer Dan slaps And Cash done made the track clear So bring the cash here You rappers is trash there Dapper in my denim Docs and relaxed hair Perfectly pompous Like Moz causing a sad stare Might f**k around and fall in love with myself “I love me, love me” Might f**k around and fall in love with myself “I love me, too” Everybody one of God’s masterpieces I am so odd, I got a master’s thesis [prehook] I bought a gram I broke it down I did the math I’m working now I’m working now I’m working now I did the math Let me show you how [hook] Okay we styling on you motherf****rs We the s**t y'all just flies to us motherf****rs Okay, okay we styling on you motherf****rs We the s**t y'all just flies to us motherf****rs [Cam Gnarly verse] Shoo fly shoo from round me Too fly you can't ground me Bout to blow like TNT 'Cause s**t ain't how it used to be From this view the omens obvi Can't you see that God got me Thriving through these tests and trials While you drowning in da Nile Parting ways and parting seas Going pro so pardon me Keep it Posi or keep it pushing I ain't a killer but no need to push me Might go goofy on the goofies And I ain't talking bout the movie Faimo Max and I'll be PJ Dino Troopin' on the daily Might f**k around and find myself My higher self Might f**k around and kill myself My past self Everybody one of God’s masterpieces Everyone I know is dealing with demons [prehook] I bought the dream, yeah I sold it back I pimp the system, yeah I can't teach you that I bought the dream I sold it back Pimp the system, yeah Let me teach you how [hook] Okay we shining on you motherf****rs We the s**t we just saucing on you motherf****rs Okay, okay we shining on you motherf****rs We the s**t we just saucing on you motherf****rs
8.
[hook] Brick to ya face Brick to ya face You ton' catch a brick to ya face Brick to ya face Brick to ya face You gon' go "Brrr—ick-ick-ick" to ya face [Faimkills verse] Gotta shout out Lesa J Gotta shout out Noa James That’s my family Playing no games Every night and every day Say dat true I say "Say, Say" Just how we do This that U-Way Just like YoungBloodZ Okay-kay-kay Lil' Scrappy in the bank Trick I aint rich Trick I aint rich But I got some money up in the bank What do you think? F**k do you think? Shorty, show me how much you can drink. Man you a dummy You drawing a blank Man, she done been wanting to f**k with the Faim But I scream N.O. like I roll in a tank And make em say uhh Like the Ice Cream Man I got shirts I'm trying to slang Merch I'm trying slang I got cds I got tapes Shout out Loaded Sound for the tapes I got chapbooks I got rap hooks I got poetry for days I say, "Dxsko, get your Macbook!" Common ground we on the way BTYF BTYF We be H-U-S-T-L-E-R-S Passing the test and I ain’t give an F My street been the 7 like TGIF BTYF BTYF We be H-U-S-T-L-E-R-S Passing the test and I ain’t give an F My street been the 7 [bridge] God gave me the brush (brush) And He gave me the paint (paint) The world is my canvas creating our space (no scrubs, no pigeons) [Noa James verse]
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F.I.U.M.S.N. 03:00
[hook] I had to do it I ain’t have a choice Let’s f**k it up boys make some noise Let’s f**k it up boys make some noise Everything is loud you better make some noise Destroy the hate let the love unfurl Let’s f**k it up girls this your world Let’s f**k it up girls it’s your world Who run the world? You run the world [verse 1] I earned it, I earned it I took all them classes, I earned it I read all them chapters, I earned it The bachelor got masters you bastards, I earned it I killed off the game and I urned it Young faim got the flame Lit the match and I burned it Studied the game and I learned it Steadied my aim and I murked it Go tell your mom and them Go pull the cash out they purses And go and purchase a whole fleet of hearses Tell them the dirt you did Tell them I’m hurting your ho little feelings Tell them I’m tearing the roof off ceilings Is peeling and you saw the killings Grand Poohba I’m Utah I’m illin like Johnny Vaya con dios Ay dios mios That fuego, that fuego The flow hace frio Estoy enfermo Vamonos, vamono, vamonos To all of my haters I’m screaming out "adios" Straight out the barrio baby I body those I’m a lothario Lethargic I need the cardio Hasta luego, b***h, hasta la vista I’m on my Walley World While your girl leave your wallet balding At the spot like Rasheed Wallace Better not get out of pocket [hook] [verse 2] Quit talking to me condescendingly Might have to hit them with that Triple H Pedigree That BoyzIIMen You singing while you on that bended knee I’m blended off that marijuana and that Hennessey On Genevieve Stunnin on the Mezzanine Tripping off that ketamine She came to me No, no, no, no, no, I never made a scene Spit kicker been sinner my skin thinner Thrashed out like Nick Zinner Yeah yeah yeah Getting heads to roll like I’m carryin O’s Yeah yeah yeah I’m a gold lion plus I flip mode B***h gimme some mo’? Yeah yeah yeah You know I cried when Aaliyah died Praying for my cuidad I know you see me, God. [hook] [outro] You know I cried when Aaliyah died So go on, get your fake ass out of here So don’t come with that f**k s**t b***h
10.
L.I.P. 03:04
[verse 1] I push it I’ll be your pusher I’m pushing the product The devil wears Prada Nah the devil’s a hypebeast Lead and they follow I just want my piece Nah f**k that s**t I want the whole enchilada I just want my piece The f**k? I want the whole enchilada I been a loose leafer Chew speakers When I do feature This ain’t a thing to me Peace sign to all of my enemies Giving ‘em hell but I’m feeling so heavenly I know you dreading it F**k up your whole weekend Brain looking like The Weeknd Nasir I leave you ethered [hook] Any way ima get Time is precious Life is precious I’m get up I’ma get it [verse 2] I’m bout to take over You keep the money, my G I’m bout the take over 'Cause most of you, you are not f***ing with me You just the baking soda I be the pure coca You know I Pour Vida Living la vida loca Faim aint no Ricky Martin Try to hit me like Ricky walking Then my dogs get to sparking I need asylum like Arhkam I shoot the shooter I target the marksmen These 16 shots got me looking like barkeep I hit the jumper like Mamba Oh it’s so beautiful, baby Highly unusual, baby Coolio whenever I hit the studio, baby [hook] [bridge] In the grass full of snakes I’m the lawnmower B***h, I’m Thom Yorke Screaming you and who’s army? You and your chronies F***er you phony Better phone up your homies Act like you know me We are not homies I do this by my lonely Act like you know me Act like you know me Don’t be fugazi Don’t try to play me B***h, don't get crazy Act like you know me Act like you know me Act like you-- [hook]

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Lit Theory is an album about closing chapters and turning corners. It is about moving on and milestones. It is about self-reflection, self-love, trust, faith, spirituality, inspiration and motivation to become the "I" you envision. Lit Theory is the war on self-doubt, low self-esteem, depression, and anxiety.

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released November 1, 2016

production by CashOnly, Dxsko, and DopeKidDanny
guest appearances by J-Ty for NCMG, Curtiss King, Cam Gnarly, and Noa James

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