Kam Moye (Supastition) Life Line Lyrics

Kam Moye (Supastition) feat One Be Lo - Life Line Lyrics

[Chorus: Kam Moye]
It goes down whether daylight or nighttime
The city say they gon' crack down and fight crime
I guess they must've overlooked the hoods like mine
Cause we still waiting on a life line
"You wonder why I hustle? My life's on the line" - Young Buck

[Kam Moye]
I was born in them backroads where black folks
had hopes of coming up slamming them Cadillac doors
Have of us know stacking dough isn't natural
They acting if so brothers wasn't strapped for cash flow
We remain in pursuit of the loot and crazy honor
But why save for a future that seems way beyond us?
We can't move up, we full of excuses
The only thing we have two of are children and baby mommas
Sneakers, speakers, two hands for rolling reefer
Coping with life lows, they blaze their weed up
Feeling like we stuck, we fucked in the long run
Feeling like we got our own guns to come up on funds
That's why our minds stay focused on the grind date
Fuck nickel and dimes, they want Andre's entree
Kanye's promised state, all they get is blind faith
Only thing that's rising in crime is the crime rate

[Chorus]

[One Be Lo]
It's kind of like shoot 'em up, bang, bang, wild west mentality
Humanity's downfall, you can't blame the gravity
Blame it on the cowboy, it's all cave corral to me
Quickdraw'd his enemies, so wood-paint the masterpiece
Thanks to Indians giving who never had a feast
Doc holidays, crime rates break the family
We as starving artists still maintain a calorie
Cause once you go commercial, they name brand your cattle meat
Go behind your back, ten paces and draw rapidly
Smoke tumbleweeds and Mary Jane calamity
Deadwood dicks and women who Butch Cassidy
Homosexuality, AIDS plague the cavalry
Democracy, that's the code of the west
We in the land of the free sex, home of the stress
Buffalo Bills in mailboxes, pony express
They rip you up and put a big tombstone at your rest

[Chorus]

[Kam Moye]
Now where we stay, each day's is like a scene from a screen play
that multiply daily in the most obscene way
Felonious fellas step out the Beam with a clean slate
to find out the aspiration and dreams seem great
Your next door neighbor's the regular dope fiend's place
And the ones above you have trouble speaking Eng-lace
There's no ribbon in the sky, no gift and no prize
Just more loaded guns than a marine base
It's sickens some men like influenza
So they feel like the whole world is pitted against 'em
Cause they live in the trenches with unlimited tension
Having Phantom dreams while driving that Civic or Sentra
The only interesting way to go is to peddle coke
For Federal notes they cock metal and let it blow
Bullets will make you spin like fifty-seven Chevy spokes
It's do or die here, like it, date it, the levy's broke
When somebody keep telling you you cannot advance
You want somebody's hand to extend the olive branch
Pick you up from the bottom and still give you knowledge
So you could see the same college as Rashad McCants
Maybe then your future wouldn't be grim looking
Make it the same as those white collar pen pushers
Instead of us being pulled by the arm
We gotta take the bull by the horns, and rise up!

Kam Moye (Supastition) feat John Robinson - Stars Lyrics

Kam Moye (Supastition) f/ John Robinson - Stars Lyrics

"He just pushed through all of those personal difficulties"
"He was stronger, he was more, he was bolder
 He had more nerve, he took more chances
 He, he had, he had the gall to do things that had never been done before"

[John Robinson]
Listen, he wanna see the stars align like Orion's belt
Through the hearts and minds, many a song's felt
Poker face, had to play with all the cards dealt
Had dreams of being ice king but it can all melt - fast
A blast from the past and the future
Story of his life plus a big bowl of soup or
a plate of fish, which was his favorite dish
He Kobe on these mics, every verse goes "swish"
Legendary in his own state of rhythm
Many men and women round the globe, they would listen
Countless stories told to the children
Problem was his props didn't measure with his financial visions
for his self and others, not a selfish brother
Optimistic of all that his journey would uncover
Discover the heights and extremes
from the downfalls of being overseen, from here to overseas
He kept the dream alive and the torch lit
Never give up through many thoughts of forfeit
Big picture, he never sweat the small bits at all
Politician of his craft, always stand tall
Suited up for greatness, such an elegant touch on life
Love is the answer, I guess it's time I found my wife
and plant next level seeds, a legacy
Divine bloodline, he shines, top pedigree

[Chorus: Kam Moye] + (John Robinson)
As we wait for stars to align now
There's no breaks, no games, no time out
But that's just part of who we are
Watch out, I'm a shining star
And the beat goes (shining star)
Now break it down now (that's what we are)
Now keep rocking y'all (shining star)
J.R. (that's what we are) K.M.

[Kam Moye]
I'm waiting for the stars to align and jumpstart, ignite things
I'm dedicated to what might be a pipe dream
But I'm a risk taker, change isn't frightening
The good, bad or ugly, I deal with what life brings
While these smoking mirror niggas think I did it big
I work overtime at a shitty city gig
I'm worth revenue
But here I am tryna balance my talent around my work schedule
Now people said that I'm dope
Am I enough to spend federal notes to keep my credit afloat?
Make these bill collector's creditors ghosts, hell I hope so
Note players will peddle they poke, I got a dope show
But there's still two sides to being Kam Moye
One's a rapper, the other owes his landlord
On one hand I got a steady paying day gig
But feel like I'm being chained to a slave ship
The other hand holds music as my day job
But the music industry's like a graveyard
I can have coworkers or have followers
My heart's not in the same place my wallet was
But I'd rather be crafting my own path for me
Too many people straight wasting their lives
I'd rather suffer doing something I love
than to be a rich man in a place I despise

[Chorus]

"I'll tell it like it is
 Everybody do they own thing
 Like so many times when I start talking about things that's normal
 People become uncomfortable
 It makes me feel good to see so many black folks now doing so many different things
 in Shiloh, North Carolina"

Kam Moye (Supastition) - Re:Born Lyrics

Kam Moye (Supastition) - Re:Born Lyrics

"As many of you no doubt know
 This is a very special and historic night in the history of show business
 No man has given more, asked less or been more needed
 A decade and a half of wit, insight, knowledge and entertainment was your gift to us"

[Kam Moye]
This is the biggest moment of my life, maybe the last one I'll ever get
It's heaven scent, cause at this level now I can use every cent
The world's looking like you gon' Kobe or Chris Webber it
But I don't succumb to pressure, not ever
Every bone in my body would probably have to be broken to break me
They can't disable my greatness with label slavery
I'm stepping above it, the rap Frederick Douglas, the black
heads are gon' love it, this is freedom over break beats
I feel reborn like a Christian basking in holy water
I feel reformed like a prisoner free holding his daughter
Got an optimistic vision now when vocals recorded
Why would I stay in the past? The future's important
Boy I'm ten times better than Supastition on "7 Years..."
Visibly, you disagree, you must have Helen Keller ears
I'm heavy, I don't mean physically, I mean lyrically
And that's the reason why I keep on, cause now I feel reborn

[Chorus]
I feel incredible from head to toe
My mind's feeling better than you'll ever know
Cause I feel reborn (I'm feeling like a new man)
Back once again (Oh you thought it was over, I'm just starting)
I feel incredible from head to toe
My mind's feeling better than you'll ever know
Cause I feel reborn (And it's still Reform School)
Back once again (I ain't done)

[Kam Moye]
I've been face to face with death, placed in places that would torture most
Fortunate, the game support from Portland out to Portugal
Been blessed to be featured in the Chairman's Choice, The Source and so
Been humbled by poverty down to my last quarter bro
When record sales was horrible, some wouldn't support it bro
The ones who tried it couldn't find a local record store to go
Music's affordable, damn near free, it's portable
MP3 players to play in multitudes for the youth
Oh that's a poor excuse, think you above it kid?
My advice to pack your bags and find yourself another gig
You thinking you making paper in two-thousand-and-ten?
Two-thousand-and-eleven off of rap, bitch you out of here
Go swallow your pride and put some product in streets
The game is lacking in nutrients, they need some +Vitamin D+
Niggas ain't buying music here, why do you think that I'm overseas?
Cause those cats support the raw shit by far kid
This ain't candy-coated pantyhose and bras on the break
It's a grown man's own jam, spam can you relate?
If you hate, hell you better get ready for drama setting armageddon
Hit me with two hands like Obama taking Conga lessons
Look at me, I've gone aggressive, guess I'm still in detox
But you get the message, guess I better press the E-stop
I see people throwing up white flags yelling "please stop"
You lucky this time I don't keep on, I feel reborn

[Chorus]
I feel incredible from head to toe
My mind's feeling better than you'll ever know
Cause I feel reborn (It's like a breath of fresh air to me)
Back once again (I'm loving that, bring it back one more time)
I feel incredible from head to toe
My mind's feeling better than you'll ever know
Cause I feel reborn (Alright, that's enough for me)
Back once again

Kam Moye (Supastition) - Imani Lyrics

Kam Moye (Supastition) - Imani Lyrics

[Kam Moye]
It was a summer time thang
Can't believe what happened y'all
I can't believe what happened y'all
It was crazy man
Y'all not gonna believe it man, for real

I met her in the summer of '03 from someone who knows me
Your homie, your OG, your mutual friend
So I pull up in the blue Benz coupe with a friend
One look had me lusting with a Lucifer grin
She was a beautiful jim
Had me suddenly thinking what I could do to two of you if baby you had a twin
And get the sheets wet, now that's some freak shit
I'm thinking triple X and we ain't even speak yet
My homeboy introduced us and then we got acquainted
She said her name was Imani, her momma was a native
of the West Indies, where the best women be
I'm staring up and down thinking yes indeed
She ain't never been back since they relocated
I'm thinking to myself "It's a small world, ain't it?"
She that said she was out in Raleigh three days, bored
Until her best friend took her out and she payed for it
Then the beat came on, they proceeded to get down
to the underground sound of DJ Forge
I'm like "word?", oh that's my homeboy
If I ever get a chance I'ma take him on tour
Then we clicked from that point, I gave her my number
and my email address, call me whenever's best
We can cupcake all day or love make all night
Either way, to set it off it takes one call right?
Everything was alright, perfect combination
with the killer conversation, we can talk like two teenagers
Dazed in a junior high crush
But I'm no schoolboy, girl it's you that I lust
I just started trying all type of cool stunts
Sick of dry humping, I'll be damned it's been two months
What you want, a man or a minister?
I don't want to plan nothing sinister
I don't want to ram nothing into you cause you know plenty simpletons
I want to get busy to some Minnie Riperton
I ain't impotent, a brother got sex temptations
All I want is an explanation, complex or basic
She looked me in the eyes and immediately I could see the hesitation
She said "Two and a half months before I met you
I was sleeping with an NBA player's nephew
He treated me wrong and cheated repeatedly
Said he never needed me and then you came to the rescue
You was so special, I ain't wanna miss out
I'm sorry Kam but I'm three months with child"
I'm thinking Lord I know this ain't a Maury Povich
daytime soap opera and the shit's wild
My perfect woman was gonna be accompanied
by a baby in her stomach, I need to sit down

Damn, what would you do?
She's pregnant by another man before you even met her
I feel shallow if I just leave her like that
But my family would tell me I'm a damn fool if I stay with her too
Wow, what would you do man?

Kam Moye (Supastition) - Forever Fresh Lyrics

Kam Moye (Supastition) - Forever Fresh Lyrics

[Kam Moye]
Yeah, Kam Moye, Reform School
No matter how much you change, some things just never leave you right?
And rapping my ass off just seems to be a habit I can't kick, haha
Let me resort back to my old ways for a minute
Marco, let's rock man

It's the street champion, I sleep, shit and breathe anthems
Share the same home state as Anthony Hamilton
I take southern rap and revamp it dog
Rap ain't been this strong since lawsuit-free sampling
Naysayers, they ain't proud of me, so what?
My buzz grows louder, why doubt it? It's no luck
But if you're feeling that strong about it, put dough up
I'm what happens when a child prodigy grows up
Revolutionary renegade, never been afraid
Grind till I see the minimum wage of Dennis Quaid
Or checks multiply, or debt disintegrate
On any date I murder and wreck center stage
I keep the crowd in unison when they swing hands
The new royalty, your boy should be King Kam
Get pounds from rap, seen fans in England
Been fly but I'm now increasing my wingspan
in rap, you lose when you try to revolve in it
You drop jewels, fools tryna find flaws in it
I write a hard sentence and master lines
They said I'm past my prime like Marberry's offenses
Hah, that's nothing more than potheads talking
My arm's too strong to box with mere mortals
So stop it, your logic is not that important
You measure your success by a box of Air Jordans dog

[Chorus]
The rep stays the same, so why would you second guess?
A new name, but I remain forever fresh
Since some of y'all stuck in my old days
I revert back to my old ways, I'm forever fresh
I still rock crowds on the regular, forever fresh
That ain't changed, just the same as it ever was, forever fresh
I still put it down on the regular, forever fresh
Ain't nothing changed, just the same as it ever was

[Kam Moye]
I'm bout to climb up from minor paper, my mind is made up
Why sign with majors, their business dirty as Ronald Reagan's
Politics and loose change is what I'll probably get
I can swallow my pride but I don't feel fine behind an apron
I'm saving, every quarter I make
to feed the fam and support 'em, I'll do all that it takes
Then maybe we can get the fuck up out of Waterford Lakes
Maybe a two-story place where my daughter is safe, hey
Somewhere eastern time, I can find peace of mind
Listen to tracks from Marco and let my feet recline
Future redesigned, not feeling like they tryna stop my shine
like sun rays through venetian blinds
Weak minds can't fathom what I javel at 'em
The underground ain't happy unless I'm battle rapping
But when I speak, rap addicts scream "Tabernacle"
The game's crossed like a broad with an Adam's apple
See my martyrs better bounce cause your day's up
I drive a hard bargain so promoters better pay up
If not then stay up, DJs consider what I write audibles
I make 'em switch what they play up
Say what? Producers be chasing herbs to do an album
Waiting on me, tryna curb the enthusiasm
Hate or love, I appreciate both
Sorry there's no instant replay mode, rewind it back nigga

For real
Kam Moye, forever fresh

"Thank you very much ladies and gentlemen, you have been more than wonderful
 As an audience, all I can say is thank you, thank you, thank you"

Kam Moye (Supastition) - Give Out, Give In Lyrics Music

Kam Moye (Supastition) - Give Out, Give In Lyrics 

[Kam Moye]
When I was growing up, old folks used to tell me, they said
"You better be careful how you talk to people and how you treat 'em
Because you never know what that man got going on in his life
You never know what he going through"
And that's true, because y'all have no idea what I've been dealing with

I've got a few things on my mind I need to say, at least
get it off of my chest, address it this go round
This is more of a thank-God-I-made-it speech
I'm pouring my soul out the only way I know how
It's like my life shattered in a hundred pieces
I may smile but there's wounds hidden underneath it
No fam or friends mattered, this has always been battle
When you look in the mirror, see yourself and cringe at it
There's been nights I damn near give out
Me and depression, we've been going through this ten-year bout
It wasn't caused by money, it didn't stem from my income
I tried suicide, ending my life and then some
When you depressed, you can't see a brighter future
You don't believe the phrase that you lose some, win some
This ain't a mood, this is sickness and syndrome
It's hard to keep your faith when your hatred is ingrown
As many even as are grieving, I ain't even try
Lay down to sleep, don't give a fuck if I breathe or die
I ain't wanna look weak to the world
My girl asked me if I'm fine, I tell her the same frequent lie

Don't worry about me man, I'll be alright
Knahmsayin? It's been a rough road
But for some reason, I'm still here
My family keep telling me to stay strong
Wish I could say it was just that easy man
Trying not to give up

Now as a young boy I was taught to never let emotions show
Never get emotional and cry cause then folks would know
to not respect you, cause then they see how weak you are
They told me "Tough it out, wipe your tears, sleep it off"
But some problems weighed heavy on my self-esteem
Some black families think that prayer answers everything
I fell victim to believing if my soul was saved
I could snap fingers and just make the pain go away
Plus my real daddy abandoned his family
and never thought twice to pay a visit after vanishing
It took years for me to start understanding things
But that's a lot of hurt for children to be handling
I used to blame myself and hold me responsible
But then it started making perfect sense after a while
I found out that he was making other babies
Even taking care of 'em, so now I'm feeling like the bastard child
I ain't solely blaming him for what I'm suffering through
That would make me just a brother with a another excuse
But if I said it didn't affect me, I'd be lying
Slowly dying, these fools adding fuel to my fire
and I'm trying not to give up man

I swear I am
It's hard not to feel hate in your heart for somebody like that
I used to always ask myself why he never came back
Was it me? Was it my momma? Or was it just him?
I guess I'll never know the real reason

Now I done made my mistakes too and had to pay the price later
Got a girl pregnant when I was only a ninth grader
I thought my momma would murder me for my dirty deeds
I made that woman a grandmother at thirty-three
And I just ruined my possible opportunities
And never had my real poppa here properly grew in me
When other people my age were making prom plans
I was screaming "Push! Push!" holding my baby mom's hand
Now fast-forward, my daughter's a teenager
No longer a baby and I barely know what being thirty's like
And just when my life seemed to be in peace
And everything was in order Lord, now I got hurt in fights
You heard me right, when you dealing with your children
One argument and you go a hero to a villain
Bit it's family, you share the bloodline, the same name
It's like I can't escape this never-ending blame game
I just wanna maintain, I just wanna stress less
I just wanna make being in depression a success
Hate looking at myself and seeing negative
I just wanna feel like I've got a reason to live
But I feel like I'm giving out

For real man, I made my mistakes man
A lot of things I shouldn't have done or say
A lot of situations I could've handled a whole lot better
I made a lot of bad choices
But it was hard to love anybody when I ain't even love myself
That's nobody's fault but my own
But I'm still holding on
I might give out, but I'm trying not to give in

Kam Moye (Supastition) - Give Out, Give In Lyrics Music

Kam Moye (Supastition) Hello Karma Lyrics Music

Kam Moye (Supastition) feat Ayah, Phonte - Hello Karma Lyrics Music

[Kam Moye]
Oh you could beg and plead
But Karma's always coming back for you, for real

[Chorus: Kam Moye] + (Ayah)
Deep inside I know that I was wrong but
I apologize, I never meant to harm ya
I know the pain I caused made you stronger
But I'm the one here dealing with this Karma
(There's a consequence to everything you do
 If you're lucky on this earth, it must come back to you
 You know me well, my name is Karma)

[Kam Moye]
Hello Karma, what brings you back this way?
Who am I fooling? I knew that you would be back one day, naturally
You don't got to explain it to me, my soul's tainted
Holy water, hell I need a mediterranean sea
It's a damn shame ain't it, I've done dirt to the ones hurt
That a ball of hellfire should be thrown at me
Karma you know my rap sheet sadly
So I couldn't be mad if one of my homies came and Bobby Womack'd me
But I don't want my kids thinking of me as a vagabond
or a Rolling Stone, every time they look up daddy's gone
I know I lie to my lady like "Baby, them other hoes
They just crazy" while I'm getting my Jimmy swaggered on
But then again you might not be here for women friends
Why pay me back now? It'll balance out in the end
Maybe it's the day I cursed my momma in my teenage years
But my daughter did the same, so that's a clean slate yeah?
I guess I'm tryna prolong the misery
My ex-flame warned me that you would be back to visit me
But I didn't consider advice from that psychotic bimbo
How she gon' tell me bout life, then bust my Honda window?
I'll just be open, I've broken a few hearts
But Karma, I've seen my own one broken in two parts
I ain't tryna cop pleas, but loan me a new start
I guess I'm waisting my time just knowing who you are, you're Karma

[Chorus]

[Phonte]
Uh, Phontigga, Kam, let's go
Yo, hello Karma, it's Phontigga begging your pardon
I'm sorry, don't mean to be bothering
But I can tell you're following my moves
and for all the shit I did, I should be going to hell on scholarship
So let's talk it out a bit, let's sit down and do some bargaining
like reasonable adults and keep it moderate
Surely you won't take me out my gang
They say you a bitch but I won't call you out your name
Even the road to hell gets off to a good start
So please understand that your boy got a good heart
Just tryna live his life, coaching kids on Saturday morning
to make up for what he do on Friday nights
That's how you know a nigga living right
When he ain't gotta butter up, all in the hopes that it cover up
the fact that a nigga living trife
I begged Karma, she said "Nigga, you kidding right?"
That's when she spoke to me I swear and my heart rate went through the roof
She said "I figured by now you knew the scoop
Silly nigga, I done told your ass, you might be through with your past
But your past ain't through with you
So don't be scared of them guns when they shoot off
Times get tight and you can't get your loot off
Either way I'm coming back to kick you in your ass
But maybe if you lucky, I just might take my boot off", Karma

[Chorus]

[Ayah]
I told you once, told you twice
But you wasn't doing any right
Yeah-eah.. yeah

{*Outro skit plays for 1:00*}

Kam Moye (Supastition) feat Ayah, Phonte - Hello Karma Lyrics Music