“The Vine” by Boss Eagle INTRO They say you gotta Know where you come from To know where you’re going I say you also gotta know Who you are To know who you wanna be VERSE 1 If I could have your attention Maybe just for a minute Let me spit a few bars And then decide if you gon' feel it This ain’t no silver spoon story Just a story ‘bout a boy Maybe boring, but I’m hoping That you still will witness You could say that his brain Was just a little different Reality and imagination Always seemed conflicted They say we all just a Kid from somewhere But where wasn’t always clear For the kid with the wavy hair But still PRE CHORUS I know where I’m going I know where I’m from I know who I am I know where I’m going I know where I’m from I know who I am CHORUS I don’t care what they say I know I’m on my way If I stay connected to The Vine I’ll be here to stay VERSE 2 The vine is truth, boy But things ain’t always gravy Gotta know where you coming from Or you just might go crazy Tender shoot in Colorado The Windy City made me These Rockies they formed a man But I’ma always be your baby, Harvey Little brick house on Vine With bars on my pad I see that was the beginning Of these bars in my pad Memories incessant Of all the times that we had Started with you as a lad Then full circle to a grad Wildcats PRE CHORUS CHORUS VERSE 3 Trying to find who I was Whether here, whether there ‘Tween a rock and a hard place With my speech and my hair Times it seems like I was going Through life without a care You brought me back to my roots That’s when I knew that You Was there for me Forsaken prodigal if not for You Then I’m a corpse Didn’t leave me for dead Instead You made me Yours Help me abide in You, Lord Want You to make me a man Didn’t make sense at times But I realize The Vine was always Your plan Jesus PRE CHORUS CHORUS ©8199 Recordings/8199 Entertainment ℗8199 Music Group/ASCAP® Music Management ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

"We Got It Too" [Feat. Emily Coffey] by Boss Eagle INTRO Everybody talk about what they got From the East to the West And we sitting here a Mile High Just checking it all out Don’t forget about us VERSE 1 Step up to the tee ‘Bout to hit it far Announcers just call me Boss two under par Got what it take to win Hustle is my genes Ambition is my veins Hoping it don’t Rip the seams Gotta keep it in check So it don’t overthrow me Coup d’état on my soul Tryin’a run wild and free I’ma keep chasin’ Like a lion on a wilder beast Same time try to cling tight To the Nazarene PRE CHROUS Cuz we might not be the West Might not be the East But these Rockies right here Still manifestin’ beasts Do it for the ‘burbs Do it for the streets Come and kick it in the Nest Cuz you know we ‘bout to eat Rage in the Cage Fight Night Caesar’s Palace Thrilla in Manilla Mid-90s Dallas Mile High Wonderland Rocky Mountain Borealis Got the mic in my hand Better yet, Eagle talon, cuz CHORUS (Emily Coffey) We might not be the West Coast But we, still got love for Diego to the Bay We might not be the East Coast But we, see the Big Apple Get it all day We might not be the Mid-West But I, know my hometown Still get it done We might not be the South But we, steady still tryin’a Make ‘em say uhh We got it, too x8 (We got it) VERSE 2 Certified late-bloomer Kinda late to the dance Day late, dollar short Never late in His plans Trey-five like KD So I gotta get there soon, bruh I got my ticket I’ll be on that 3:10 to Yuma But I ain’t robbin’ banks I’ma do this thang legit Head hard like a Hammer So you know I never quit And I don’t want no problems, homie I just want a chance To be the rapper Who can play the drums And can dance PRE CHORUS CHOURS ©8199 Recordings/8199 Entertainment ℗8199 Music Group/ASCAP® Music Management ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

INTRO Uh huh, yeah Boss Eagle, yeah Drop the beat like This one of them songs You know? Kinda got that old school feel to it You know, back in the day When you liked a girl Get together with your buddies And you know, go up to her Start shoo-whoppin’ and Doo-woppin’ her as you walk her Home from school, carrying her books You know? Yeah, it’s got that kinda feel VERSE 1 And um, I don’t really Know how to start this I just know that I hate it When we’re apart, miss We got the kind of thing You see in the movies and, uh Somehow I feel like you Always kinda knew me, so um Let’s take ‘em back To the Genesis And I’ma just try to keep it Really real with this I flew into your life like Superman On that day But lookin’ at your face You don’t see it that way Playing M-A-S-H and Cootie Catchers On the playground Though I was young always Knew you would be around Tryin’a impress you I’d give you Now and Laters Saying corny stuff like I’ll see you now and later at uh Sunday school, rockin’ patent-leather Shoes with a lil’ Vaseline on ‘em Tryin’a be smooth Back flippin’ out of swings Straight actin’ like a fool But when I heard you say (ooh) Yo, I felt like I was cool, come on CHROUS Baby, baby, oh Baby, baby, oh And ever since the day that You became my only girl You got me feeling like I could take on the world Baby, baby, oh Baby, baby, oh And ever since the day that You became my only girl You got me feeling like I could take on the world VERSE 2 And middle school was like We ain’t know each other And that day that you told me That you love me like a brother Truth is I ain’t really think about it Cuz my friends had me buggin’ on The awkwardness surrounding us A few summers went by Started saying stuff to me Like I’m not the same guy But going to homecoming with you Was my only wish You had me trippin’ knowing That I was your first kiss It’s obvious how we made it back To each other Used to tease you that you kiss A dude you see as a brother Dreams was callin’ but you said I needed knowledge So I packed a couple suitcases and Followed you to college, but uh Things changed I could see in your demeanor And we weren’t talking no more Like we was Charlie and Selena So I start planning my leave Another cat you started seeing Tuition was like (ooh) Debt and stress? I don’t need ‘em, come on CHORUS VERSE 3 On the road dawned on me It’s your birthday Sent you a message that started With something like ‘hey’ Nervously wait for your response It had been a while Wondering if you still had that Dimple in your smile You hit me back said you got Giddy as a school girl When you saw my name You had been wondering How’s my world We talked a little back and forth Said let’s keep in touch But we both knew the feelings Still deep inside of us So we met up and realized Emotions still true You said that he wasn’t me And she was never you Dude on your Facebook Y’all was just friends And we decided right there That we’d begin again Fast forward lil’ bit through time Paper hangin’ on our wall Both names on the line I put a couple rings on it Got a few mini-me’s Pinch ya when ya walk (ooh) Just how it’s supposed to be Baby ©8199 Recordings/8199 Entertainment ℗8199 Music Group/ASCAP® Music Management ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

I-V-A-N Drago I-V-A-N Drago I-V-A-N Drago I-V-A-N Drago Sometimes I, I feel like Ivan Drago, man Sometimes I, I feel like Ivan Drago, man Sometimes I, I feel like Ivan Drago, man Sometimes I, I feel like Ivan Drago, man This world is cold I feel like Ivan Drago This world is cold I feel like Ivan Drago This world is cold I feel like Ivan Drago This world is cold, man It’ll try to break you VERSE 1 Prevet Welcome to Mother Russia Where the days is icy cold And the temperature will rush ya, uh Bundle up, knuckle up Get ready for the ring You ‘bout to face an opponent That you ain’t never seen The preparation is long To get ready for this Focused on hittin’ that mark So you don’t ever miss It ain’t no short cuts Ain’t no easy way through it Gotta get ya Nike on You just gotta go do it Life ain’t a cake walk It’s not gon’ give you nothing Cats on that fake talk Need to be doin’ something Everybody want the win But not the journey to it I wanna get you to the end Where you could show and prove it And it might take a while It might not happen quick But keep on grinding, boy and You gon’ make them haters sick And when you take a bow Up to the sky you reach They listening to you now They waiting for your speech I do this for my family I do this for my friends I do this for my peeps Who already seen their end I do this for my Harvey I do this thang for Chi I do it for these Rockies Way up in the sky I do this thang for FoCo I do this thang for Denver I do it for the dreamers I just hope y’all remember For the sinners and the saints For all my Eagle babies For Yazoo City’s finest And for the One who saved me, yep VERSE 2 Back to reality look around The crowd is wild The pressure’s on that you been Facing since you was a child The entrance music silent You standing in the ring It’s like you’re sentenced to it You ‘bout to do this thing Yo boots is laced Your gloves in tact Heart is racing No turning back Remember your training Stay on the attack Bob and weave and Tighten up the slack You gotta know that he gon’ Try to lay you flat Stealin’ rounds like a kleptomaniac He gon’ try to hold you Even though it’s wack You gotta want your freedom Like a claustrophobic, uhh What I’m getting at is that Life is smiles and frowns And you can’t just lay on the mat Because you’re down Iron sharpens iron Sparks gon’ fly Keep your eyes to the Son Let Him help you off the ground I done fell down, homie More than seven times and then Looked around wondering How’d I survive again? World’s cold Don’t mean you can’t go Thrive and win Path of a champion, uh Is filled With the joy and the pain Need an umbrella For the days in the rain Need a little faith When my dreams are delayed Need a little peace When I’m going insane Need a lot of clean From all of the stain Need to believe Just as little as a grain? Shadow of Your wings I can fly like a plane But I’m taking K.O. punches Like a shot to the brain though ONE, love for anyone in this world Who’s ever been through it TWO, cheers for the single parents I don’t know how y’all do it THREE, starting to drift in and out Wondering if anybody even care FOUR, daddy loves you Im’a see you when I get there FIVE, you feeling wobbly SIX, might want to give up SEVEN, he already on seven? EIGHT, you’re standing up NINE, he over there salivating You backing down? Nope Then ain’t no need to count to ten Cuz if you’re breathing Then there’s still hope Fight (Let’s get it on) ©8199 Recordings/8199 Entertainment ℗8199 Music Group/ASCAP® Music Management ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

INTRO Yeah This song is for all the Dreamers out there For anybody who’s ever had to Fight for what’s inside Boss Eagle got you Let’s ride CHORUS Determination plus commitment And resiliency To do what’s going to echo Right into eternity Let your actions move you Closer to your destiny And don’t forget to give yourself The permission to dream And when you feel like You’ve given all that you can But you still ain’t gon’ ever See the Promised Land Just remember that this life Ain’t always what it seems Never give up And always hold on To your dreams VERSE 1 Bills stacking up Loans and your payments Keep racking up Fear got you trembling Backing up We can’t fly cuz of fear Hijacking us We were made to be spectacular And I ain’t just talking vernacular Made in His image Yeah, that we were On varsity Playing like amateurs Why we let ourselves get beaten down Made of dust But ain’t gotta stay on the ground I know it’s tough Every time you look around Seems like another dream Is about to drown Weight of the world’s Like a thousand pounds All these voices How’d they become so loud? Trying to sort of your thoughts While your in the crowd They got the audacity To tell us what’s allowed? Do what they say And you’ll be proud Anything else And your head’s just in the clouds That’s a pipe dream You’re being irresponsible now Time to grow up, settle in And buckle down War between fear and wisdom Like a merry go round Spin your head Bringing pain to the top of your crown In your heart You can feel that unshakeable pound In your soul You can hear the sound Of your dream calling CHORUS VERSE 2 Go to sleep, little babe Hope you dream of the day When you work and you play Have fun while you get paid Wolves gon’ come out the hay Try to get you to sway Have you doubting all day But don’t you get dismayed You’re being selfish they’ll say Unrealistic, okay The statistics have to outweigh Delusions of grandeur, child’s play Go ‘head and fill in the blank You’re gonna make a mistake And entertainment’s no way For you to make a valid wage I’ll tell you I appreciate The concern that you have for me I might fall flat on my face Maybe fear’s why you stayed in place This path is mine, I have to take Rather fall than to be a fake This the real me, no charade I’m wonderfully and fearfully made CHORUS I been there, too Had to fight so I could be me Wondering why I had to prove To others how He made me All the pain inside He was able to redeem From broken wings To Boss Eagle I’m going for my dream CHORUS Determination plus commitment And Resiliency To do what’s going to Echo Right into eternity I’ll let my Actions Move me Closer to my destiny I’ll never, never, never Give up on my dream ©8199 Recordings/8199 Entertainment ℗8199 Music Group/ASCAP® Music Management ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

VERSE 1 I would never act like New Edition wasn’t the first To drop a track Way back in the day When my hair was wack Before boybands started to snap Giving little girls a heart attack Now come on Peace to New Kids, BSB and NSYNC Had a lot of their songs on playback I’m a needle in the haystack Excuse me I didn’t mean to have myself An itty bitty flashback Uh, switch it up like flapjacks Yo, originale like Mike Jack I would never say I ain’t From the Chi, mack Hoping one day I can Pull from my knapsack Give a little something more Than some yak-yak So they have to take in home In a backpack One your minds like a hatchback Pull out your phones Make them go snap snap Like a Kodak I would never take a kick back Get back, kick that Kit-Kats all in my knick knacks Twists and turns in my verse So you can say what you want It’s a lyrical switchback Bars over cars Rather walk it out Than to have to choose a world Where a brother had no rap Old school like a throwback Kinda strange But a little en vogue Like a woman showing toe crack CHORUS (These are some things I’d never do) I would never take my dreams And put ‘em on the shelf And not give me and I the chances To take on myself (These are some things I’d never do) I would never turn my back On all my Eagle Babies We gon’ fly together No ifs, no ands, no buts, no maybes (These are some things you know I would never do) I would never not put on for Denver and the Chi I rep that red C and them stars No need to ask me why (These are some things you know I would never do) Sun, rain or snow No matter the weather You know Boss Eagle, uh I ain’t gon never, never VERSE 2 I would never be gone for too long Having you believing That I just went ‘deuces’ To this song, now don’t get me wrong Want to give you something natural Berries and juices Like Hakeem with the dream Talking ‘bout the prince In the empire Taking off like a rocket Got my queen And I’m on the scene Big up to my team We about to put this game In our pocket I would never go at The forefathers of Hip Hop Homeboy, that would just be wrong I would never take away From the ground that they laid Want to mention them all in this song I would never be the type of rapper Playing king of the hill Just trying to get famous Lest we forget what happened To a dope emcee who took a jab At one of the greatest And I ain’t trying to stir up old beef Do nobody wrong But I would, never, never, never Go at Todd Smith’s arm My own mama would probably Knock me out on my own song True round the way girl Rock them bells Homeboy, word to my moms And if I ever tried to take That mic off LL’s arm I’m liable to get tossed Off of any stage I’m rapping on I just hope my DJ and the band Keep on playing the song I’m flying through the air Like Uncle Phil Done threw me on the lawn ©8199 Recordings/8199 Entertainment ℗8199 Music Group/ASCAP® Music Management ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Selling While I Sleep Soundly (S.W.I.S.S.) Selling While I Sleep Soundly (S.W.I.S.S.) Selling While I Sleep Soundly (S.W.I.S.S.) I know some of y’all Probably already thinking VERSE 1 Here we go another rapper Talking ‘bout money But I’ma tell you something different Just listen, honey Gon’ set the record straight Cut off the leaky faucet Pulpit comedian The hip hop Preacher Lawson This song ain’t ‘bout no flossin’ But lines are getting crossed, and Over truth, folks is glossing Your notions, go on and toss ‘em Just hear me out on this Ain’t looking for applauses Want to stamp your thoughts with truth Like a cerebral embossing CHORUS Miles ahead on your paper Like Don Cheadle Trying to fit it all Through the eye of the needle You can text me ‘bout it But I’m probably sleeping, homie Like that yellow-faced emoji With them z’s on it, homie Miles ahead on your paper Like Don Cheadle Trying to fit it all Through the eye of the needle You can stress me ‘bout it But I’m probably sleeping, homie Like that yellow-faced emoji With them z’s on it, homie [Selling While I Sleep Soundly (S.W.I.S.S.)] x3 Look, um, this next verse It’s, it’s real important that you Understand what I’m about to say It ain’t gon’ be easy to hear And there’s really no other way to Put this, but Some folks gon’ probably be offended By this next verse, but I VERSE 2 Gotta talk about this whole Money being the root of evil thing People that is such a misconception Matter fact, it’s a misquote of Scripture And that’s probably why this concept Got a lot of people stressing Money can’t be the root of evil Evil came before money, man It’s like the cart to the donkey The love of the dough sets in roots And begets all kind of evil Humans go wonky Lie, cheat, steal, kill And commit felonies and misdemeanors Prosperity gospel preachers Taking poor folks to the cleaners, but The broke, busted and disgusted martyrs Pronounce you guilty If you got anything Man, I wonder if it’s even possible For anybody to be Frodo With the ring CHORUS [Selling While I Sleep Soundly (S.W.I.S.S.)] x3 Look, um, I know, I know Those first couple verse were kind of heavy But if you just stick with me, uh I promise there’s light At the end of the tunnel VERSE 3 Money’s amoral Could be a blessing Or a disaster Just be careful that that money Don’t become your master All labor leads to profit That what the Proverbs say If you put in the work You’re supposed to get your pay Ain’t trying to overdo it Or cut no corners to win Just want to set some things up And enjoy them with my wife and kids Whether you cash it in Or got plenty of dough to spend Just keep it in perspective Cuz you can’t take it with you, my friend CHORUS ©8199 Recordings/8199 Entertainment ℗8199 Music Group/ASCAP® Music Management ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

INTRO “For I consider that the sufferings Of this present time  Are not worthy to be compared With the glory That is to be revealed to us For the anxious longing Of the creation waits eagerly For the revealing of the sons of God For the creation was Subjected to futility, not willingly, But because of Him who subjected it In hope that the creation itself Also will be set free From its slavery to corruption Into the freedom of the glory Of the children of God” CHORUS Rise and shine We all just want our freedom Rise and shine We looking for that freedom (Rise, shine and give God the glory) Rise and shine He gon’ bring that freedom (Rise, shine and give God the glory) Just hold on We ‘bout to get our freedom (Rise, shine and give God the glory) VERSE 1 Bombings, shootings Natural disasters Malice, rage Attack and all the slander Uh, can’t even watch the news None of the rhythm Just the blues So many living like They ain’t got nothing to lose Sometimes things happen to us And sometimes we choose And often, it’s hard to see A different way Believing that there’ll Be a better day When everything around Seems in disarray And we going through the motions Day to day Need a new blueprint Take a different path What’s going on ain’t working Let’s rethink the math Anger plus hatred Only equals wrath And our kids gon’ suffer The aftermath CHORUS VERSE 2 Pain, heartache Broken relationships Destruction, loss That seems like it never quits Have you ever wondered Just maybe that we were Never built for this That brokenness is something That we weren’t Meant to experience Beauty with no ash Is quite mysterious That’s why we be like Swing low sweet chariot And come to take me home We gon’ rise up one day soon Hold on it won’t be long So, swing low sweet chariot And come to take me home We gon’ rise up one day soon Hold on it won’t be long Looking dimly in the glass Trying to see a little clearer Swipe the fog Now I’m staring at The man in the mirror Father, show us how to be Who You created as Your prize Give us strength Give us guidance The freedom to rise and shine CHORUS Pain endures for the night But joy comes in the morning Remember that ©8199 Recordings/8199 Entertainment ℗8199 Music Group/ASCAP® Music Management ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

INTRO Ladies and gentlemen Welcome to Rap Dance We gon’ have some fun With this song We gon’ get hype We gon’ get crunk And, uh What I’m hoping is that That this song takes you back You know, back to a time when When it was okay to Rap and dance Really accentuate the party You know? So uh, feel free to move with this Alright? Let’s go VERSE 1 Hello class it’s Professor Eagle What you say? We gon’ try something a little Different for today So listen up, focus in Put your books away I need your undivided For this new D-Day We about to take a trip Down memory lane A little history, come on Don’t complain It’s gon’ be fun Might include A bit of horseplay Hands in the air Like you’re ‘bout to Catch a bouquet Look in that rearview And give that mirror a glance You’ll see a time when Them rap cats used to dance It was no coincidence No happenstance Getting the party started With your feet helped enhance Your rhyme skills and The overall experience Want to impress the honeys Don’t you leave it up to circumstance The right flows and moves Could leave them all In a trance So get loose, homeboy This is Rap Dance CHORUS Who ever said rappers can’t dance? Who ever said rappers don’t dance? (huh, huh, huh, who they?) x4 This is Rap Dance (Who ever said rappers can’t dance?) (Who ever said rappers don’t dance?) [huh, huh, huh, who they?] x4 VERSE 2 Now I’m a little bit Older than some of y’all So I appreciate you Still rocking with Jamaal I remember when dancing Was the protocol Ain’t gon’ hurt nobody To get your back off the wall It goes back to the B-Boy street crews When your raps Made a cat yesterday’s news Then you top rock And show off your power moves Your windmill’d knock him out Of his ADIDAS shoes The 90s brought High-top fades and dress clothes Straight lunching With slick moves and dope shows Cavaricci, Cardin And parachute pants And flowing ‘bout how them Parents they just don’t understand The we moved into a time Of just leaning back The track was dope, man But what the heck Is up with that? Y’all can stick with the new If you want, Jack You know that Ain’t my type of hype, B I want that flavor back CHORUS VERSE 3 That concludes our little Rap Dance history tour Feel free to see my show If you’re left wanting more What I saw growing up Bringing back to the stage Exciting showmanship Let it fly free from the cage But before I go I just want to leave you with this Make sure you keep dancing Break away from the stiffs If you don’t know where to start Don’t need to look very far Just take a page out of Eagle’s Rap Dance repertoire BREAK Okay, as we proceed To give you what you need Ha ha, look, just go ahead and Follow me We gon’ lead ya’ll through this It’s real simple, first one Do the snake, uh uh Do the snake, uh uh Do the snake, uh yeah Do the snake, uh yeah Do the cabbage patch, uh uh Do the cabbage patch, uh Do the cabbage patch Do the cabbage patch, uh uh Do the Kid N Play, uh uh Do the Kid N Play, yeah uh Do the Kid N Play, uh yeah Do the Kid N Play, uh uh Do the Hammer, come on Do the Hammer, uh Do the Hammer, yeah Do the Hammer, uh Running man Do the running man, come on, come on Do the running man, come on, come on Do the running man, come on, come on Do the running man, come on Now hit ‘em the B-Boy Now hit ‘em the B-Boy You gotta get ‘em with the B-Boy Get ‘em with the B-Boy Now kick it with that Fresh Prince, uh uh Do the Fresh Prince, uh yeah Do the Fresh Prince, uh uh Do the Fresh Prince Now get ‘em with the House Party, go, go Get ‘em with the House Party, go Get ‘em with the House Party, go Get ‘em with the House Party, uh uh Do the Reebok, yeah yeah Do the Reebok, uh uh Do the Reebok, uh uh Do the Reebok, uh uh Do the Bogle, yeah Do the Bogle, uh uh Do the Bogle, uh uh Do the Bogle, now Get ‘em with that Firebird, uh Do the Firebird, yeah Do the Firebird, now Do the Firebird, yeah That was great y’all Peace out to all the rappers Who used to dance Shout out to Kool Moe Dee Kool Herc, Heavy D, Salt-n-Pepa LL, Kid N Play, Hammer, Fresh Prince And everybody else Thank you for paving the way This is Rap Dance Boss Eagle out ©8199 Recordings/8199 Entertainment ℗8199 Music Group/ASCAP® Music Management ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

VERSE 1 Fall back let the water Splash on your face Boss Eagle bringing Something new to embrace Attention! Man, I’m calling on The human race Time for us to rise up, stand up And take our place They steady tryin’ to Arrest our development But we just wanna do Something to be relevant I took a detour Back like the revenant Deposit knowledge through these bars Lyrical sediment CHORUS Grandma told me the presence of The Holy Spirit is fire (Maybe I can finally be free) I’m made in His image so call me His little spitfire (Now that I’m who I’m supposed to be) You either gon’ believe the Truth Or listen to a liar (Just wanna be heard) Been waitin’ on renewed strength Now it’s here, so let’s fly higher (It’s the Firebird) F-I-R-E-B-I-R-D (Grandma told me the presence of The Holy Spirit is fire) [Maybe I can finally be free] F-I-R-E-B-I-R-D (I’m made in His image so call me His little spitfire) [Now that I’m who I’m supposed to be] F-I-R-E-B-I-R-D (You either gon’ believe the Truth Or listen to a liar) [Just want to be heard] (Been waiting on renewed strength Now it’s here, so let’s fly higher) F-I are you ready ‘cuz [It’s the Firebird!] VERSE 2 Create a fiasco With no laser Graduated with MØ Like I’m major Take ‘em back like the 90s No new jack Tryin’ have the streets buzzing Like a pager Fall Out Boy rhymes to Last for centuries Fall in your line? That never was for me Synergetic raps on a Synesthetic track So you remember the Eagle On my snapback CHORUS VERSE 3 Not a quarter life crisis No wandering A lot of y’all probably out There wondering I thought he made dance moves And was an actor Now you’re telling me Jamaal Curry is a rapper? (musical poet) What you didn’t know Don’t mean it ain’t true Sometimes you gotta break free So you can be you Not a phoenix Didn’t need to rise from the ash Just took flight and Left ‘em clueless Like Stacey Dash CHORUS ©8199 Recordings/8199 Entertainment ℗8199 Music Group/ASCAP® Music Management ALL RIGHTS RESERVED