Holla@Braydz
by Braydz
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Digital Album
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01. Grey Skies
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02. Lifes Ill
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04. Braydz In Paris
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06. Swag
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11. Gregory Pale
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12. What's Next?
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13. Claim To Victory
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about
Simply me just being me. showing off a few things i can do and displayin the human side to me, things i like and things i may think at times whether shallow or thoughtful. it's what make me... ME.
BRAYDZ
BRAYDZ
credits
released 09 May 2012
1. Grey Sky (taken from Drake "Lord knows" produced by Just Blaze)
2. Life's Ill (taken from covert coup e.p, Produced by Alchemist)
3. We Rep Dat ft. Thai Matic Produced by Braydz
4. Braydz In Paris (taken from Watch The Throne, produced by No I.D)
5. Make dat booty Clap (taken from Big Sean "Dance" produced by Da Internz)
6. Swag (taken from David Banner Swag produced by David Banner & Swift D)
7. This is hiphop (taken from Clams Casino Bay Side tape)
8. Sexy Bitch ft. Rayhne Naldi (produced by Jetsun Beats)
9. Danny Glovin ft. Thai Matic (produced by Braydz)
10. I Rap Like ft. Luis Gonz (produced by Braydz)
11. Gregory Pail (produced by LG)
12. What's Next (rakeb from Clams Casino beat tape)
13. Claim To Victory (produced by Dj Insite)
14. innuendos
15. Braydz is Paris (Re-Edit)
1. Grey Sky (taken from Drake "Lord knows" produced by Just Blaze)
2. Life's Ill (taken from covert coup e.p, Produced by Alchemist)
3. We Rep Dat ft. Thai Matic Produced by Braydz
4. Braydz In Paris (taken from Watch The Throne, produced by No I.D)
5. Make dat booty Clap (taken from Big Sean "Dance" produced by Da Internz)
6. Swag (taken from David Banner Swag produced by David Banner & Swift D)
7. This is hiphop (taken from Clams Casino Bay Side tape)
8. Sexy Bitch ft. Rayhne Naldi (produced by Jetsun Beats)
9. Danny Glovin ft. Thai Matic (produced by Braydz)
10. I Rap Like ft. Luis Gonz (produced by Braydz)
11. Gregory Pail (produced by LG)
12. What's Next (rakeb from Clams Casino beat tape)
13. Claim To Victory (produced by Dj Insite)
14. innuendos
15. Braydz is Paris (Re-Edit)
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Born in Nigeria and raised in Harlesden, North West London, Braydz is an established rapper within the community who simply embodies all elements of hip hop, which is why he is repeatedly asked to host some of the biggest hip hop events in the UK. This has given Braydz the chance to work with and meet the likes of Nas, DJ Premier, RZA, Immortal Technique, M1 (Dead Prez) & Chuck D and many besides. ... more
discography
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May 2012 -
Apr 2012 -
Mar 2010
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- Track Name: 01. Grey Skies
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CHORUS:
As we're livin under the grey sky
And i'm looking into her wide eyes
I picture visions of the future thinkin of the past as i'm realizing...
how time flies
As we're livin under the night lights
And i'm staring into her wide eyes
They say the skies the limit when i look and see how far it is i start to cry, my daughters puzzled asking y
VERSE:
bullets strey out here I wonder if you noticed
Work 2 jobs and still got eviction notice
Economy is hopeless
Youngers are emotionless
Thinking bout the paper not caring about their maker
Libraries closed down
Walking with a frown
Lack of knowledge of self
And supplications for their mental health
trying to reach them fake titties Chilling on the top shelf
Fighting for the wrong things not knowing how to gain wealth in love and other sources of wisdom and its statbilities
Growing up to worship other forms of capabilities
Living in a city of babilonial monsters
Relying on a fabrication making people bonkers
It doesn't matter where your from, aberdeen or yonkers
We all relate to trials tribulation right in front of us
Tell us why we're living in this state of fear we're over here stop acting like my passion is a sing of violence in dispare
CHORUS:
As we're livin under the grey sky
And i'm looking into her wide eyes
I picture visions of the future thinkin of the past as i'm realizing...
how time flies
As we're livin under the night lights
And i'm staring into her wide eyes
They say the skies the limit when i look and see how far it is i start to cry, my daughters face is puzzled asking y
VERSE:
I'll always say it loud and clear I love humanity and never question why GOD put us here
We'll never get to over stand the magnitude of infinite
No maths equation on earth could ever come close to it
Appreciate the very fact no holding back we're taking back our right to live according to the laws of nature can I live with birds chirping fresh trees summer breeze laying on the grass watch my seeds grow they say you never know what the future holds so I hold my babies like their gold I'll sacrifice the very fabric of my soul to see them see me grow
The cycle will forever rotate that's why we're always saying GOD'S great
The devil never wants to give us any breaks
So we work to day break rejoicing for the air we breath
Inspired by the composition of this fascinating beat
Great my brothers with the solom grace of everlasting peace
Do our best to practise what we preach and take on any beast
CHORUS:
As we're livin under the grey sky
And i'm looking into her wide eyes
I picture visions of the future thinkin of the past as i'm realizing...
how time flies
As we're livin under the night lights
And i'm staring into her wide eyes
They say the skies the limit when i look and see how far it is i start to cry, my daughters puzzled asking why - Track Name: 02. Lifes Ill
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Life's Ill
sometimes it might kill
strive for the success like my cousin Dill
struggle up the hill
move at will, but sometimes i hear voices telling me to chill
crack of dawn
i'm up till i can't sit still, cos my notion reveals
when a brothers hurt he needs time to heal, but his goals far more important than his next meal
delusional
can't tell fake from real
confused to
can't explain how i really feel
aware of the watchful eyes they really judge
that's why i do my thing and don't talk much make moves and such and pause for a moment
re-evaluate people i should really trust
there's enough going on outside no one is safe from
goverment
nuclear war
Fear Love
it's over...
Many will arrive
few shall be chosen
wicked way evil ways hearts turn frozen
invasion of the undead
flee, run
they look human, but their scavengers and scum
eyes bloodshot red walking with a gun
fully loaded pointing at your wife daughter and son
you were warned, but you didn't listen
many times you were sent a message, but you never listened
cause and effect
life and death
we do this to live and we live for respect
the secrete was kept, but now we feel hollow cos it's left and now we cant tell right from left
he wants to be a millionaire, but thats not enough, cos soon he will have to support his addiction to dust till he turns to dust inevitability for the lust money sex drugs ending in the gutter cos life's rough
and they all say it's over... - Track Name: 03. We Rep Dat ft Thai Matic
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If there's a bad bitch in here, put your hands up in the air when i see i'll point you out, if i see i'll point you out
we rep dat...
Iron B is who i B... RAYD to the Z
Alphabetically i put to end all types of your degrees
Can’t you see
I want P
Hand it over casually
As i take over your scene
Don’t dispare cos i’m a gee
Totally i rep norf west
Till my body’s put to rest
Fuck the rest i’m the best
I’m a treasure in a chess
I’m the hands on bitches breast
Bout to get some head and yes
She would like to spread her legs
Bus a nut all on her dress
Exit stage, To the left
I’m dat crack like Chrystal meth
I’m just chillin in my bimma counting gwop with brother tek
Bout to get to the sesh
I’m recording suttin fresh
Like them fresh pair of threes
Only aim is to succeed
While your chic sucks on my seeds
I’m just chillin casually
Player hate is your digree
Doggy styles my pedigree
And your chic surely agrees
While i poke her ovaries
You can watch her twitter page to see she really checks for me
Ey!! - Track Name: 04. Braydz In Paris
- lyrics are on the edited version
- Track Name: 05. Make Dat Booty Clap (LOL)
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i came to party up tonight
hey baby gurl don't get in a fright
i came to party up tonight if you look to the front and the back thats right
you're looking fly
my oh my
i see something that i really like
someone might have to score tonight cos i'm hypnotized by the fat backside...
and the fine derrière has got me thirsty and i wanna go there
took me home and download my software when i gave her the HD she was like yeaaah
stopped and stared
she came before the hi hats and snares
the synth was basic
i wouldn't waste it
put me in her bag so she can't misplace it
clap clap clap clap clap
make dat booty clap
clap clap clap clap clap
make dat booty clap
clap clap clap clap clap
clap clap clap clap STOP!...
in those jeans
jeez!
see what i mean?
looking mean
all the man dem wanna get in your jeans and make you scream
i am a fiend can't get enough
i want some of the juicy stuff
you like it rough lets get the handcuffs rediculous the way you can buss
uh
speed of a click
5th gear whenever you ride that stick
u glide thats it
that is sick
shake and wiggle your hips on my
JEEZ!!!
the way you lick your lips got me thinking from the looks of it
we can play our imagination flirt for a bit then it's back ti the making - Track Name: 06. Swag
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Chorus:
Everybody in my ends pushing benz and they walk with jealous frends
Oblivious to their surroundings but they follow all the trends they call it
SWAG (x8)
Pushing dreams to the fiends but they do not have a scheme
Only stuck in a surrounding with the lowest self esteem so they choose to follow
SWAG (x8)
Verse:
I’ve seen my people get defeated
My people get depleted
I ain’t falling for your shit
Fight for all my people’s freedom
Till my hairline is reseeding
Pick up the books and read ‘em
Gimme all your mille millie peoples hungry so let’s feed ‘em
Gather all your shit
Let’s go back to the motherland and build a grand
Empire
Squire in kingly attire call me sire
Or salute general
We don’t deal with federals
Unless we’re talking Swiss accounts empty them banks with large amounts
Yh yh
Swagalution welcome to the institution looking for some real solutions fuck attempts of retribution
What Yh,
Best believe we see the signs no need to be on tv it’s already being televised world wide
Chorus:
Everybody in my ends pushing benz and they walk with jealous frends
Oblivious to their surroundings but they follow all the trends they call it
SWAG (x8)
Pushing dreams to the fiends but they do not have a scheme
Only stuck in a surrounding with the lowest self esteem so they choose to follow
SWAG (x8)
Verse:
My peoples out here rioting
Causing all the violence
Pigs pistol Popping innocent brothers left in a coffin
Now we’ve started moshin
Bother tell us nothing
If i see that Stephen Laurence killer i’m a fukin clock him
Black british what i be
Look at me and you will see
King Charles Stuart the 2nd pussy now let me be
F.R.E the other E is for eternity
You wanna come and try and take it motherfucker certainly
Please be my guest
I suggest you were a vest
And a helmet for your head
I’m prepared for all out war and fight to death
Now what’s left, listen right
Don’t bother go (go) and hide
All you racist sons of bitches should perform a suicide and just die
Chorus:
Everybody in my ends pushing benz and they walk with jealous frends
Oblivious to their surroundings but they follow all the trends they call it
SWAG (x8)
Pushing dreams to the fiends but they do not have a scheme
Only stuck in a surrounding with the lowest self esteem so they choose to follow
SWAG (x8) - Track Name: 07. This Is HipHop (Free Captain) ft Dj Bruce Wayne
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This is the illest shit I'll ever write
Realest shit I'll ever spit
Apocalyptics scrols see my image in the pyramids
Nike with the tofee grip my chic calls'em gum soul
From the school of hardknocks and hard body hip hop we rock till the clock stops ticking or it gets shot
Don't stop catch a breath
Nod your head from right to left
I haven't even started yet
Better catch the 2nd vere
I promise that your soul will soon be floating with the mocking birds
I'm so obsurd, haven't heard?
Crazy like a caged gorrila fighting with a huming bird
Lightning when I struck a cord with no remorse, leave the place depleted like stampede from a herd of angry horse and ofcorse this is truly yours
I to the chromesome
I rip a microphone the metranome is hurting from the lyricism I compose
Better get your people on the dial tone
This is hip hop we flip it as the rhythm unfolds
Really really wanna slap you silly silly with the verbal Millie Millie Jack you for your ice grilly whats the dilly
Bully rap attack from pitch black my bars are semi auto mac release the beast defete my enemies see them retreat
I came in peace, but metamorphed compare me like a metaphor I've lost my patience kicking down the iron door
Rhymes galore
Dinasour, scratch profess tiranasorous wreck the decks
Get to stepp before these brothers wet your neck and tek the cheuque
I hope you get my choice of words
Flows remarcable incredible believe me this harldly easy I'm unstoppable
Fully charged energiser equalizer pump the bass
Certain folks wanna react by hitting on somebodies face
I to the chromesome
I rip a microphone the metranome is hurting from the lyricism I compose
Better get your people on the dial tone
This is hip hop we flip it as the rhythm unfolds - Track Name: 08. Sexy Bitch ft Rayhne Naldi
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Sexy fine ass chic
Arabic
Hespanic
Frantic, brothers on the roads are getting manic
Cause for panic
A single touch 'll make you vanish
Thick lips thighs and pussy bitch is living lavish on a balcony in Paris
coco channel was a average
Bundles of gwop from brocoli to purple haze
Shopping spree 3weeks and 3days chic is paid with the freshest Bari bonds black cards with diamonds on
Gucci with a pearl neck
Perki breast her seargian is the best
Meditation expedition out in Budapest private jets maybachs never settle for less
Her weakness is sex
Fukin with a brother to complex
Studying the aincient codex of kametian text
Hungry for the knowledge
Thinking of a way to get pressed
She could aquire anything that she'd desire
From any man to having dildos made out of saphire
Barbwire black thorns with bull horns colder than the icy arctic bitch is heartless
everywhere but she prefares these rap artists
Sucking out the very soul you own
From givin her the bone
Buss enough to make a thousand clones
Never walks alone
trail of dudes druling
She a vixen make 'em lick her toes cos they would listen
Keep her dripping for the dick fienin for the super slick groping on theme tits and licking off the miracle whip it's sick
When she's walking With the right curves dudes would love to eat this chic like orderves
Serve her on a plate a motherfucker would say more sir
Shit is absurd bout to leave this mic and go fuck up on this fine bird
…peace - Track Name: 09. Danny Glovin ft Thai Matic
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I don’t luv ‘em
I don’t chase ‘em
I fuck ‘em
Then i duck ‘em after the nut that i just finish bussin
uh
Panty raider
Brayded caper disguting
Salivating on those titties bruvaz is always lusting
Yeah
Doubles d's is the minimum, cinnamon wit maple syrup sprinkled all over before i lick on ‘em
Hating my movent i don’t watch ‘em
Do a hov look at my shoulders then i dust ‘em
Bullshitin there’s always suttin
Stop frontin, ur existence is less than nothing
stop the bluffin ain’t like i want a bun in ur oven
we only fukin u want the luvin i start dussin
chics always looking for reasons to start cussin
till u give ‘em suttin solid then you see them blushin
a little cash they start melting then they get to sucking
spend a little on some fun baby it ain’t nuffin
my shits the leathal weapon when i give her danny glovin - Track Name: 10. I Rap Like... ft Louie Gonz & Dj Snips (All Elelments)
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- Track Name: 11. Gregory Pale
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- Track Name: 12. What's Next?
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- Track Name: 13. Claim To Victory
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He said that I can never make it
Ever be elevated
Well fuck him my over willingness is reinstated
been in pain for fucking ages
Sleep deprevation, (from) feeling frustrated, traped in rusty cages
dark lines written in pages
Hungry belly craven, empty refridgerator im the future in the making Been through cloudy days left in a daze I was amazed how the weekest rappers get the claim to fame it's such a shame, but I hardly blame strictly maintain my thought train forward motion only peace bit I don't fall for no belogne
I'm creeping slowly but surely i will
Receive my wealth purely
And off the back of my tracks I'm the reason when the paper stacks
Dealing with pretensious crap
Try'na hold a brother back
Lying like a bitch who needs an overwhelming earthslap
I can't slack, work hard till my lungs collapse, Armageddon falls and earth is blown right off the solar systems map
We're grafters hungry Like a pack lions break through the barriers of non believers in defience
We Take HIStory and make it OURstory the power and the glory
Claim the victory for those before me X4
I've had so many intermisions
Devine interventions
Regrets and other types of shit that I don't need to mention
Tracks with confessions
Cried in secrete lessons
Sex is a deadly weapon that can land you in depression
Afraid of progressing
Caught up in regression
Apprehensive when aproached you take a moment in reception
Cause the norm seem sureal regardless of a fucking pill you look the person in the mirror and you ask what's really real
Time to build
find focus
Pay attention
Change'll notice
Have a motive make a goal, all the villains get demoted
Their existance isn't meaningful
Persevierance is the key
Your the person of your destiny
Gather all your qui and move accordingly
Aprehensive basically
Peep a stratergy apply and work extensively relentlessly
money makin monstrosity
Becoming the embodiment
Forget the segregated pricks getting you in predicaments
We're grafters hungry Like a pack lions break through the barriers of non believers in defience
We Take HIStory and make it OURstory the power and the glory
Claim the victory for those before me X4 - Track Name: 14. Innuendos ft Thai Matic
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She calls me bullet boy because i’m always loaded
And she’s down to fuck even in public toilets
Psycho wit a nympho workin every tempo,
flip dat booty like i’m masterin the art of kempo
Or maybe judo stab dat like we playin cluedo but u know i’m guilty for being filthy with sexual innuendos and scenarios, gyration and penetration use them tits for suffocation luvin my sophistication
muchas gracia senorita leaving now
i don’t need your name and number cos i’m leavin town
i’m cruising on a jet ur chillin with these clowns
i’m walkin with a smile ur hurtin with these frowns
i told many ladies love the golden brown
stupid chic maybe next time you’ll learn to stick around
makin all dat money luv
getting all dat honey luv
fat round and juicy how i like it when they going down - Track Name: 15. Braydz In Paris (Re-Edit)
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When I'm spitting with the...
Hitting with the...
Flipping with the...
Coming with the...
Illing you be s** cause a m** sicker with the flow
Mo cheddar brother whatever the weather brother
Spitting like a psycho for the m** cheddar brother
Yeah!
I'm that c**
Hardcore find me in a Cellophane wrap with a strap get back for the glock go Brap!
Braydz!
How a brother gonna say that
I'm dope with a capital O mix with sodium find me getting mix with a mass of ammonium
Explosive high like diesel petroleum taking 'em out the hemisphere leaving 'em smouldering
Blowing 'em out the frame mainframe get in the game with a sick mind frame peak for you week lames you can’t tame this beast when he's going for the meat feast peace
Back with a vengeance
Time for repentance
M*** will breeze 'fore I finish my sentence
How u wanna try test bad bwoy
Flow so sick m*** wan try trill bad bwoy
Bess move 'fore a m*** get bruise street fighter with a tiger uppercut YOU LOOSE
With a little bit of bsshh and a little bit of bffff
You be hitting the floor before you can even say ooooooo
really really dibbi dibbi b*** want the diggy diggy dagga dagga sucking on my d*** for the labba labba gucci louie or the prada cruising in my bimma like a dappa dappa whenever you see me baby holla holla, shake dat booty for the pound sterling or the dolla however you wanna get it get it like a m*** nothing sweeter than the smell of money in your wolla wolla movin to a another level poppin on my colla colla
S*** I'm badda badda
When I hit the c*** you be hearing swing badda badda
Badda badda swing ring ding big man ting f** a bling bling make a chic wanna buy a ring
Shout to the famalama
Chillin with the famalama
Really overdosing on the money with the famalama
Drinking wit the famalama
Balling with the famalama
ride to the m**** death for the famalama
Flow so sick
Chic love *** so she call me a *** so I gave her the stick it was thick like a brick 10keys mad cash when I made it flip
Now I'm rich b***
Chic wanna get a firm grip never slip wanna seduce a brother with her lips make her walk like crip stimulate her c*** m**** I'm the illest don't you know that s***?!
I don’t even give a damn about the airplay wordplay
Aero dynamic they call me airplane
ok
Spitting to the bank for d a pay day
6.0 Second assassin I’m on a Kay Slay
Rapping on a megaton tron don coming like a voltron on and on in and out safe like a condom peace to my don dons chic’s with the heals on
Sexy!!
Holla at Braydz or just text me
