Artist: Rhema Soul Song: Fly Away Album: Fingerprints [2010] Label: Good City Music K-Nuff verse: Mama, I remember them times when Daddy was on the grind Not for the money, but daddy’s infatuated with dimes And you wanted him out, but wanted him to say Especially when we seen him out playing like a player plays I would call him daddy, his friends called him Dickie, but Ice Man is what they use to call him in the city Because his game was so cold he would leave the girls chilly And at fiv years old I just thought he was a lily livered coward Ah man, Mama here’s a flower Because I’m gonna be the man At least I thought that I would Fast forward on the hour glass I’m dealing with his shadow And not being the way my daddy was is a battle So being as far from the tree is where I’m planning to travel They say the apple don’t fall far from the tree but I had to Disprove statistics, now I got a Mrs. and a princess and it’s so fly, I’m living limit less Chorus: We get hurt sometimes and it Hurts inside And no one understands So we try to hide away (away,HIDE AWAY, away, HIDE AWAY, away, HIDE AWAY) So we try to be strong We try to move on But no one understands so we gotta Fly Away (away,FLY AWAY, away, FLY AWAY, away) juanlove verse: When we met I was pre-teen Young an impressionable I met you on the East wing Posted by the locker rooms and you wanted to be seen So I maneuvered to the spot, attention was locked and loaded on a real thing So pretty and pristine, then from front to the back I studied you, blood rushing like a bee sting All of my senses were got, infected I caught glimpse of a beauty more painful than the one the sea brings A little boy infatuated with a dime Drawn in like a scavenger and straddling the line Who is really to blame for the mystery of discovery? Borne of the flesh, hiding our nakedness with shrubbery Break loose from tom foolery and lust Watch it boast a heavy punch and knock you over like a windless gust Boyhood dreams are so fleeting and cunning Just don’t forsake the lord in your days as a youngin Chorus: We get hurt sometimes and it Hurts inside And no one understands So we try to hide away (away,HIDE AWAY, away, HIDE AWAY, away, HIDE AWAY) So we try to be strong We try to move on But no one understands so we gotta Fly Away (away,FLY AWAY, away, FLY AWAY, away) Butta P verse: It was a sunny day, riding on my bike like kids play He’s nearly twice my age, took a liking to my frame And now he took away pieces of my youthful days And introduced me to a stage I should know about at that age How do you explain living life with fits of rage? He told me I’d be gay and now my heart is full of hate I wanted to escape like a wing upon a plane Fly away to a place where I’d feel no more pain I’m fading away because I know it don’t exist So I look to exit in his smile he look so brave He knows what to say; like a potter I’m his clay He’s molding me away into this image I portray But it’s all so fake, because inside I’m cold and pained His words have left a curse and now I’m living with the shame But what can I say? But Freedom came my way And like an eagle now I’m soaring flying high above the waves Chorus: 2x We get hurt sometimes and it Hurts inside And no one understands So we try to hide away (away,HIDE AWAY, away, HIDE AWAY, away, HIDE AWAY) So we try to be strong We try to move on But no one understands so we gotta Fly Away (away,FLY AWAY, away, FLY AWAY, away)

Champion Butta P verse: If I was to ever let go I’m insured like the gecko I'm promised a greater saving By the one who gave his life so Cue the music maestro Let the games begin My fathers the ultimate fighter, it's in my blood to win I’m coming from the bottom but my place is at the top We’re beyond the stage we rock above the clouds is where I'll stop Never working on a delay rather working like a relay Hand it off to next in line that be us the cheers like “hooray” While others be like “who they?” Hoping that one day we leave a mark as high as Blu Ray Even though it's true we’ve been blessed too face the blue days God has kept on his two way, now we waking up like new days Off the top like toupee’s You cannot deny us, they tried us but we are wired Prized fighters, we on fire gave our lives so call us lifers He is so much higher worth the fight I’d rather die If I ain't trying then I'm lying and I’d rather just retire K-Nuff verse: People ask me why we, keep doing this proudly Or how we deal with no deal like Howie Oh how we’ve been putting the work in, so much so when I rhyme Often at times I tuck my shirt in Yeah, I’m steady waiting For the day, you come to see your favorite group perform and we are they; plus we are saved It’s in the making, ever since creation, purpose lives in every life an ours is for the taking Was never into baking, no need to get the cake in, If we just keep it hot the dough will rise for the occasion It’s so delicious, My daily bread is my nutrition So I indulge in the word like bulimic‘s into binging I’m an independent artist with a message That the world ain’t trying to hear so just as good as yours my guess is, As far as if this will ever come to pass, They say the best is yet to come, I guess we’re blessed to come in last Juanlove verse: So little time, so many mics, and so much is undetermined So many souls holding to glass hearts and their brittle minds Some day’s perspective is lost, and some nights I’m so encouraged Up soaking up sermons determined you can’t belittle mine Turning and tossing and burning no flossing it’s a burden Crossing river Jordan with no staff my flesh and stomach churning Some day’s perspective is buried beneath the piles of rubbish Or like a bum soaked in oceans of bubbly and Bourbon That’s when the morning shows its face like a newborn Disturbing me like a new dawn and itching to wake me from my sleep I turn the other cheek hoping I’ll never have to rise But then this vision reemerges and I’m on my feat It’s like this tug of war, no mask inside my dresser drawer But I stand up like a matador, gotta understand that less is more Less of me, less of the ways that lead men to the grave I’m reaching passed the sky to grab a hold of what my father gave

Boom Box K-Nuff verse: Jam it in your boom box, your boy is like Tupac But I'm ah live forever through Christ not music We do rock a few spots but warning You will get your doo rocked while we are performing So take caution You’re absorbing enormous, exhausting Incredible Hulk, Ed Norton, frequencies Frequently exalting deep received, Jesus peace, without the charm and necklace I'm reckless, and I'm in a certain state of mind So with a head as big as mine thoughts are like Texas And it's as if we do it for the "hoo rah" Even though the crowd "oooh oooooh's" like doo wop Nah, because at the beginning and the end it remains We did it, we do it, have done it, to tell of His name Plain... Like wings and leers and Jets, Bringing the noise up in your ear your brain begets…that’s me Juanlove verse: Crank the boom box till the tune rocks like gems And we moonwalk on a Thriller night because I’m in And I’m able like Clark Gable to win Get the mic from out the tool box and the record spins Don’t ever let the boom stop, let the needle play It’s like a mother hen watching over two flocks Frito Lay bakes the chips Juanlove cooks the verbals The audio dispersals, they chase cheese like a hundred Urkels A reversal is where it’s at. See the word of God sent me so I’m on the map I’m on the blocks like rats, in the books like stats Banging beats with raps sharper than spiked bats In the year of the fog this Rhema Soul thing reigns Some vintage Nike’s and a new King James Ingenuity and relevance the common aim Its due time for the gospel to take precedence so let it bang Butta P verse: Turn up the volume pump it up a little louder The bass is thumpin and rippin; we ain’t even pluggin power Let me devour all the haters and cowards Who say my faith is lame and I believe in something sour I walk in his power, we’re in the final hour So for me to make believe the seeds I sow won’t flower Will be like Jack Baur dying in the line of fire And how I can I retire when Christ hasn’t expired So let’s blow the whistle, may his name be lifted higher Turn me up a little bit, grown folks to little kids Who are we kidding when this music really needs to hit Home when we’re bringing it, yeah I see you listening But don’t stop the music when I know you’re really felling it You’re chilling with the coolest kids, showing how we really live A boom box banger I’m in the mood for something ignorant Don’t front like you ain’t interested Just come with us and kick it, kid

Let Me Live K-Nuff verse: Always been smaller, born premature, either or, maybe I’m a just a dream; a figment of the creator Been abroad, seen him for what he is….Huge I‘ve seen the lord’s work in Scotland, in Prague he moves You ain't saw nothing yet, Nuff ain’t holding nothing back Call it as I see it the devil is just a sucker jack How do relate this? This is my only irk and it Hurts to see my people living in the basement, aching Searching the dark and they find Nathan, they’re waiting for change and they think is coming in the AM But when you live below the pavement it’s hard to really take in the beautiful sun even when it’s blatant That’s what it is Understand this connotation; this is an illustration of love so stop hating Just let me live I’m trying to serve, while supplying the earth With an alternative to the pain and hurt, that gets worse So yeah I’m a veteran, been rapping for better than a decade, but I’ve never been lame and I never can Not if this world is in need of this medicine dying to the elements, I breathe peace let it in Might calm your nerves like sedative to know; he makes a positive out of the negatives, you know He could make something out of nada, when life gives you lemon you make it that lemonada Clap, if you’re feeling the vibe and you got a similar mind, and want a change to arrive, And you Lack, Lack So you know what it is, to not have a stock in a biz, or not a pot in to piss And that’s a sad state of events, making a choice between saving and paying your rent Your life is a fight, you win some lose some But you victory is given in Christ so choose him Chorus 2x: Why all the hate Why all the debates we stay in our lane. (Just Let Me Live) Yes we are saved but yes we are brave so we'll go to the caves (Just Let Me Live) Where people are hurt we're putting in work while they're going bizerk (Just Let Me Live) We cease the moment give Christ the glory and that's when we tell of his story (Just Let Me Live) Juanlove verse: Been working at this for years, combating the fears Clear as a diamond I peer; only to watch the silver lining disappear Wisdom beckons I arise and I cheer, trekking the sphere And I ain’t saying you owe me nothing but lend me your ear I’ll show you something that’s ill, that doesn’t wither like the grass in a field Consider what will fill you more than a meal My knees fail and I grow pale; glad I got a shield And glad I’ve got a feel for the knowledge of God’s appeal I’ve got a will but its week And a sneak peak is yesterday I sinned and today I pulled a repeat In the footsteps of father, surrounded by utter drama Also by beef seeking carnivores and piranhas I’m but an emcee. And the burden is to assess the beat freshly The convictions and the passions of my Latin ancestry Working out my faith in fear and trembling So amid tremors and earthquakes my flesh is disassembling And I’m falling apart, but getting put back together in the same right It’s like some sort of cage fight. But you can’t box it in because the pain might Cause a man to prosper. I struggle, so it’s much bigger than Rhema Soul in concert Consider that before you judge Consider this before you hail me as a hero or one for which you hold a grudge I’m but an old soul, on the same token a young fool Jotting in a pad to work it out over the drum roll

Sky’s not the Limit K-Nuff verse: If the Sky is the limit That means my mind isn’t with it My dreams are bias or crazy fly Because they’re higher than it is fly I am eyeing infinite things I’m defying the physics I know that I am just some ions compiled in his image My only hope is the Messiah, the guy the stick, I’ll travel wherever he wants me I ain’t gonna pivot I thank Him and my lucky stars, for the mic I been given Because he’s behind all of these bars Sort of like he’s in prison SO I am living this life I’m pushing the limits; this life you’ll come out with nothing, this life is what you put in it Your image will fade and with it, you’ll wither away diminish, Look back on your days and wish that you lived it out the fullest “Abundant life” is how he put it yeah We’re animals that couldn’t bear The pounds he took before pounds were urban greeting like “put er there” You must be unaware, But I can’t blame you; sometimes it feels like he’s hidden, but holding it all together like under wear Butta P verse: Year after year I'm feeling Like we are still rebuilding We got a team so mean that I could never see myself just chillin I could never fall back Cause all it does is call back I been in a place before where I let go but had to crawl back Now feel me when I tell ya I been thru hell but when a Shorty got low on the dough I knew my time was up so I rebelled but Christ in my life I'm shining, was blind but now I’m grinding Steady on the move like a rescue crew emergency timing My haters couldn't hold me They try but can't destroy me I’m made from a man who understands and told me that they need his story I'm flying high now So take me off your radar Nothing in this world could hold me down don't compare to who they are Call me crazy if you wanna We’re hotter than a sauna The Son we serve made the son that serves that heat up in your summers The sky is not my limit Listen if you don't get God is the reason he's the one who sets up all my limits

Spotlight K-Nuff verse: This time I'll keep it simple, Figured I'd do you a favor No blemishes or pimples, I am proactive with flavor It doesn't matter if you’re grown or you are a teenager This here is meant to hit you harder than Ali did Frazier The darkest night is hopeful when it seems I slept and woke up in a dream I feel like a celebrity in this here moment Now when I stand they notice every kink, sponges I'll soak up everything Leaches won't leave you anything but broke and lonely The lights and cameras on me flickering Ultra bright reds Feel like they’re seeing my darkest secrets and my white heads Yeah that's sort of nasty, but if you just focus you can see An open book, I'm full of war like them novels from Clancy Some might call me panzee, some look to harm me in alleys Others got armies and ammunition they’re targeting at me Whether you hate me or fancy, love to debate or attack me I am still standing here gladly, making a statement, no plan B Juanlove verse: My…vision is hazy at best, but conviction makes me restless Or…Maybe I’m crazy at best, and wearing my words like necklace Carving a space like lumberjacks so brave I mess with Texas Or I’m Martin Scorsese at best, with pictures that make you breathless Under the flashing lights, but… still just on the verge of reckless Truthfully I’ve so much soul, and this much soul leaves a man headless See Buddy Holly said that the sky belongs to the stars I then converted this truth to bars and realized I’ll never need a Lexus Life in abundance never the man seeking to hold a death wish Maybe, I’m Patrick Swayze at best, but, even my ghost is deathless Truth is I’m trying to stretch this, so ease up off my checklist I’m fixed upon the surface, and hope floats just like a dead fish SO, pardon my rhetoric this poetry is like post modern Tetris Maybe I’m just a builder at best, and just Nehemiah gets this ALL prophets are hated like diseases and tetanus Scrutinized under the microscope we bask in his freshness

Why's It Gotta Be So Hard K-Nuff verse: If you’re living you know that this life can be challenging granted We’re different but similar problems we face on the planet, We struggle and hustle and rumble to get out the jungle, but all we need is to huddle together remain humble The meek will inherit; it’s promised the world will be ours, So why do we chase that yellow brick gold on the way to OZ We toil and we work and we stress for that piece of the pie Cus Adam and Eve took a bite now we’re reaping a lie, But there’s a ribbon in the sky this life is a gift But even when opening up a present you got to tear got to rip See, there’s pain before change Just ask your mom about the pain before you came, but she’ll do it again Because the pain was what she paid to give you your name A means to an end, this concept will get you saved The nonsense is here to stay, So I side step through it and embrace the day Juanlove verse: Man, I spent so much time just fumbling around Struggling and striving, falling, tumbling down We face a similar plight, living in the slums and the towns But I’ll break free and work till I’m one with the sound It’s a universal pain and we’re hunkering down No daydreaming about the future I’m stuck in the now Trying to provide my family a bucket of chow And at the same time remain faithful and trust and allow Your hand to work so there’s no use in me wondering how It’s all gonna work; it roars like something that’s loud See we hunger for more, we wanna plummet and soar And teach your people to not consider gun in the drawer We’re trying to figure it out; we are the humble and proud But I would urge them to cease with the fronting for now People are hurting and the blunder is something that’s foul We need to be inside your circle like something that’s round Butta P verse: Do we really know what struggle is or know what a fights like? Is life really as hard as we make it on some nights? How can we ignite light when we dim our own lights? This life aint always bright But compared to his plight He got whipped and laughed at, spit on and slapped at He healed the sick and poor but he suffered the backlash He even brought Laz back and cleaned up Paul's bad act For every stripe he took He promised healing for bad backs The cross was his last rap, they thought till they went back And three days later yeah, he rose up like Nasdaq So how can we act wack, complain and be abstract And even if I tried, no my life could never match that When I'm weak my knees will catch that, prayers are what we all lack He came to set us free, so let the pain do a backtrack I'll suffer if I'm asked that, His grace will take me past that My faith will run my race until the day the skies crack back

Blow Your Whistle Butta P Verse: I'm calling all you hatas and fakers and you players the ones that swear they balling but aint cashing no paper. You selling me a lifestyle, or something like a hype dream I speak truth to the youth, I'm teachin e'm what life means and showing' em who Christ be beyond the walls don't like me, the streets they wanna fight me and my people more than likely are ating cause it's frightening feeling more than likely I'm a fall into enticing instead of praying for my sightseeing. Don't label me perfect, I'm damaged like the rest I struggle with insecurities man, this is just my test. Cause he says he loves you doesn't mean that he's the best. Know between love and lust sweetheart, its more than sex. So stop selling yourself short, you are wonderfully made. Your beauty is perfection, in his image you were made. How can we escape the dismay society's made. Blow Your whistle on it if I ever come of fake. K-Nuff verse: I don’t want no issues I ain’t say this to this you And I know the truth hurts and it cuts deeper than Ginsu, But it’s true, so yeah I had to call him out “this dude” But it’s so hard to put him on blast when it’s you Because iron sharpens iron and it’s often very violent And it’s a process when you think you are as sharp as I am And that’s pride; I’ve got no time to ignore it I love my sneaker game, but it’s also my vice to be honest, Sometimes I think and hate on other so called to be “artists” That’s when I pump my brakes and humble myself at my father’s He puts me in my place; I’m a servant and just a face To serve up a helpful plate, I’m the lowest for heaven’s sake Get me? So if you catch me acting all extreme Blow my whistle in person or text me, but let’s keep it moving I am as imperfect as you and as injured as the dude that’s labeled “the king of the Jews” Juanlove Verse; Note to self; Ease back, later hater with the feedback Sometimes you keep it colder than a meat rack Money, often I relapse And this is my confession: I’m a cynical criminal defective like a machine that’s Broken. Utter broken scoping the scene that Really angers me but I’m open to pull the screen back Exposing the inner nature of a beast that’s masking the hurt Which wasn’t there when I was formed in the dirt and I mean that I broke the law and with it all I flirt but it seems that I’m walking with this blood upon my shirt and I can’t relax Quite crucial I deem that. I can’t escape; he even owns my car note cus he’s a GMAC The word of God is not a free rap, see it costs dearly so dearly beloved come and believe that Blow your whistle and find an alter to kneel at Peel back the onion of the soul and watch him redeem that

My Beat Go K-Nuff It be about 1 am in the morning Haven’t started performing The scent of smoke is alarming But this is how it goes when You’re fulfilling your calling Rocking a club and bar and The love they give is enormous So welcome to our show where We get it in, keeping it relevant Told me to go fly a kite and I did it like Edison Cus I am bringing the light kind of like genesis Cus the ages are as dark as the culture we’re living in They need change we brung it on the stage Armed with the same love he presented as he hanged Now I’m presenting the gospel reframed Packaged a little different but the picture is the same Sleep tight while we’re grinding No longer explaining that was the 09’ him They say I’m unsettling; I got ’em thinking about death and life Like a knight I’m medaling Juanlove verse: Whether in the party or the pad…we’re like street sweepers on the Ave. But never peddling trash, on some full metal jacket when we mash Mash on the opposition with the sounds and the clash Never brag; won’t boast at most I’m just a filthy rag But I’m also a husband and a dad See, I’ll never lag; won’t give in to the pressure My freedoms been sought and bought like a jag from the lot. I’m the lesser but he made me so rad And I roll with the spirit so I never go stag Uh, dead to flesh I might as well get toe tagged like a corpse, but like a fanny pack it’s no fad Stand firm upon the word, flaunt it like a flag I’m far from a coach but these beats get bagged Lyrical like a young Bob Dylan on smash Drop a couple gemstones and I’m out in a dash Butta P verse: I came at you with that “hey, hey, Mr. Dj Now I’m coming at you in this banger worth a replay We are simply pieces making peace within this leaflet He’s my written thesis; please believe it when you see it Excuse me Mr. Officer in case you ain't heard We’re known for murdering hits so this beat is getting merked I do apologize for me and my fly guys We’re known for taking over making sure we’re changing lives So sorry for the uproar, the chaos that we’re causing The bass you’re feeling pounding in your chest is our eruption We are more than average, more than just some rap kids More than just some beats and rhymes that make you feel like clapping But please respect what happens, we arrive with all our madness We are not ashamed so we scream it out like we mad men Ain't no 50, 50 we give 1 double zeroes Especially when we’re repping Christ, cause he's my hero

Fingerprints Butta P verse: Every single fan we made Every time we've claimed his name Every single night we go on stage We change the game we unashamed Every single mic I’ve held Every single story I tell Every email showing love that tells us We know that we’ve done it well Every single life we've touched Even though it's been so tough oing on tour with no dough we did it even to the cities that don't play us much what’s the point if they don't know? Who we serve then they won't grow We gotta leave a mark fingerprints on lives wanna see the next generation grow. K-Nuff It was November 1st, my baby’s birth I’m journaling like Katie Couric Finally touching up the album, hoping for an Aftermath like Shady’s first 80 verses between us all get bodied like 80 Hurst Earthquake claiming a 100 thousand, we’re hoping to shake up; Haiti’s worse No I ain’t a baller except for them courts on 81st But I am rich with love from my wifey and daughter… ladies first Corny as you think it is, it’s priceless when you influence Your daughter seeing her daddy act just the way God is to his Juanlove verse: Mid December and now it’s getting cool, but the pressures starting to mound Like I’m the only one who’s worried about how this music is gonna sound I’m steady juggling this record, with a little novel and it’s getting down-right Exhausting plus my son has gotten so big and he’s running ‘round My nature is to sit in silence and torture myself beneath the clouds Until I… empty myself of everything and leave behind some broken ground But see my city never sleeps and it barely blinks or settles down So I’m just left here with my crew as the percussion beats and pounds

I Hope juanlove verse: He’s more tough like handcuffs and three finger rings Gets deeper than words and spine tinglings Still I’m mingling, the questions abound But I’ll speak on my progression and speak on it loud What I’ve found I continue to find See the wisdom of the father is belittling mine I’m no Siah, not a know it all chump and no pariah Still I feel his voice so calm like a violin When I put pen to pad When I wrestle with the scriptures and unpack the facts I de-mask, I’m a gown man living A grown man living in a grown mans prison But the old man isn’t, about to rise up That’s about as farfetched as a snow man living I wised up. And the questions remain But I found mad peace and I’m blessed just the same K-Nuff verse: So often I think, I take a look at my surroundings I'm so astounded I look at the moon and I howl like a wolf on the prowl that’s looking up at the heavens, can’t help think of how he made it in seven It feels like I'm on an island Because in the wilderness I feel alive, if he could feed the birds I'm sure he'll provide me with Clementine’s You see my every need is giving through the pain of Jesus He painted the sky's ceiling better than Leonardo D did Creatively he’s a genius, he flows in my veins like intravenous So yeah, I be this Image made in the liking of him I feel like a Viking I'm in a war and my Titan is sin Crashed in Many days past while my waves were smashing I almost capsized trying to be my own captain Now I live a life of abandonment And everything that I imagined is. Butta P verse: I got so many questions without answers It’s like a black hole swallowed me whole it’s like a cancer How can I advance ya? Make you understand the man who made David the Sheppard turn into a dancer No I can’t explain it The way my brain is making me feel like this walk should be painless And time after time I forget to recognize Who I am and who I was are both fighting to stay alive To flesh I must die, confess, at least I try I walked in your shoes and no we ain’t the same size But in him we’re both alive, him meaning Christ But I’m just keeping it honest when I say I question life Meaning or my purpose I’m called to know I’m worth it Hurting and want to see more beyond the churches The streets, the final curtain Bow to his service; in his eyes I’m a prize so I give him all my worship

Save me K-Nuff verse: The other day I heard a cry from a baby And the sound was amazing As I contemplated, “How do we start so simple and get so complicated?” So we search and we try to be clever Can’t stand but we lie together We spring through the summer, winter we slumber The fall of man's gone forever Chorus: I feel like I’ve lost my way How can I get it back show me Alone on my own I let you But now I need you to save me I need you to save me Butta P verse: I can still hear the cry of our nation; we need you But we keep on fighting, hoping and trying, yet your love will keep us alive This generation is broke and needs healing Someone how we lost sight of who you are but we bow down now Juanlove verse: I’m like a generation that’s drowning Beneath the silver moon I’m far from grounded I speak the language of the streets but my insecurities they surround me Like the smoke I blow from nostrils meant to take in the scent from flowers Hours turn to days and days give birth to twins of crumbling towers Even the grass is winterkilled, creation seems to only wither And redemption is but an afterthought see I can sympathize with killers On nights like these, on nights like these I find comfort in shadows Breaking bread with bitter thieves who stole my rights to meet the gallows But it’s like I’m being kept alive, kept alive by something cosmic Something large, something invading, it’s something cosmic But I left my will to live in a crack house three blocks away And I surrendered my self-respect to the pimps and hoes who rule the day I’m a generation that’s drowning, sinking deep like submarines From old Blind Bartimaeus to the little child wearing dungarees I’m speaking from a place of hunger, from a place of wonder Where we rape and plunder. I’m a drowning generation And you can’t hear me because the thunder