Lit Theory

by Faimkills

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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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Track Name: Lil' Fuegolito's Theme
[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]
Track Name: Wishing Well (ft. Curtiss King)
[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
Track Name: Shore (poem)
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
Track Name: Dramamine
[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]
Track Name: Blissed Out Interlude
[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
Track Name: Mirror, Mirror (ft. Cam Gnarly)
[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
Track Name: BTYF (ft. Noa James)
[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]
Track Name: F.I.U.M.S.N.
[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
Track Name: L.I.P.
[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]