1. |
Quarters
02:01
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Awwwwright Nah
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2. |
Sunday Morning
02:35
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Always expect the unexpected
Cuz you never know what's around the corner
And that's a good thing
Haha
Here we go
I woke up Sunday morning
In an unfamiliar place
She's a very lovely woman of course
It's written all over my face but
I stand up and put my shoes on tight
Gotta make a dollar tryna' do what's right
Got the team wit me
Just myself and I
No one else that I rely on to make my dreams take flight
It's cool for masses fillin' they cup
At bars and clubs they getting turnt up
Perked up at the sensation of a thrill
Never been a stranger yeah I know the deal
Never one to get scared when things got real
Things get raw that's when most hit the door
Things going good that'w when I wanna work more
Smashing the pedal till the metal hit the floor
Life is such a crazy game but I
Try not to remain the same you see
Change will come to those that grow into the
One that they're supposed to be but I
Slip and fall sometimes I hit the ground
Looking for someone to save me
But I have to remember that I can
Use the hand that someone gave me
Maybe I neva' eva' gonna make it
Maybe its underneath my feet
Maybe I'm neva' eva gonna take it
Maybe its something I can't see
Maybe its the surrounding environment that I'm in
Maybe it's all the people that's my next of kin
Maybe I'm crazy I'll neva' be the same
I can see my time running maybe I need a pen
Maybe is crazy I wanna know for sure
If I got the key to open up the front
All the lies being told and the souls being sold
I get iffy when somebody wanna be my friend
Tellin' me that they wanna ride till the end
Always wanna receive what they neva' send
They are never around when you down but they there when you up
Hand out asking for you help again
Staving the greedy disguised as the needy
When I'm out of town I rep my city
When I come home I can feel the shade and the hate
Wrapped in empty praise
Attitude Kinda shitty
Staving the greedy disguised as the needy
When I'm out of town I rep my city
When I come home I can feel the shade and the hate
Wrapped in empty praise
Attitude Kinda shitty
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3. |
Die Chop
01:37
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They say we all made in the lord’s image
And life is kinda like a game sorta like a scrimmage
To grow to be a strong boy you gotta eat yo spinach
And go do your homework but I didn’t pay attention
Here’s the real lesson
ABCDEFG
For a G to F it up you see
Be all I can be
Ain’t no otha MC’s measuring up to me
You like a pine cone and I’m like a Cali Redwood Tree
We will see what life has in store
I got the keys baybe so come open up the door
I’m just an open vessel from out which music will pour
Dollars and cents will stack to the ceiling straight from the floor huh
We maad wealthy already
Family like a lion pride
I’m at the barn with the hay chillin the broad side
With these broads who got they hand out asking for guest list
But I’m gone
My checklist
I’m on the highway doin’ 95 on 95
Tryna dodge the snake and police
Bout to unleash these rapturous flows
Play the shows and get the money
Your know we reppin’ VA
Got that “R” in the from cuz that’s where we stay
Each and everyday
Finna light it up and put some in my cup
Take a sip it’s good for ya
Yeah
You know it’s good for ya
You know it’s good for ya
You know it’s good for ya
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4. |
Confessions
02:36
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Please I need you attention
I’m running out of time
This is my confession
I just wanna let you know
Please I need you attention
I’m running out of time
This is my confession
I just wanna let you know
Late night confession
Since the last time we talked I don’t think I learned my lesson
From myself I need protection arranged
Good things are always gone just as fast as they came
I know it sounds kinda lame but I’m under pressure
Similar to where them diamonds came
See it’s hard to measure
Cuz it’s all inside my brain from which it’s transmitted
From where see I don’t have a name
To do see I don’t have a choice
Every voice must be lifted
Especially the gifted
See I’m on a mission
I need to get these words written and keep this beat knock kickin’ for those who listening
Poppin’ bottles like I’m at the christenin’
Sickenin’ is self inflicted for those afflicted
Because they know this is the lifestyle they picked
Tricked it out to fit me no doubt
Please I need you attention
I’m running out of time
This is my confession
I just wanna let you know
Please I need you attention
I’m running out of time
This is my confession
I just wanna let you know
Sometimes my eyes get shifty no doubt but when it was on they did not open they mouth
So when I go back home I lie down
And get a lonely feeling cuz there is no one around
So when I go back home I write these words
And hope to paint a pretty picture
Fly like a bird in each direction with the microphone grip
Pen and paper on my hip and pray that I will never slip
Into the darkness of the bottom
People screaming that they got em
He just like the rest of us he think he better that’s a problem
I just wanna scratch pages and pages of art from the start
From the head through the heart
From the bed to bed hustle
Hunnit mile-an-hour tussle with the world
Gotta clear the way or the music won’t play
Gotta donit today cuz forever it won’t stay
Gotta make it okay
Please I need you attention
I’m running out of time
Ayo yo
It’s time to get up
Let’s go
You gotta get up
Get out the bed
We’ve got work to do
You gotta get up
Let’s Go
I know you tired
I know you hungry
I know you broke
Get up
Let’s Go
We gotta go
Gotta move
Gotta move gotta move
Let’s go
Get up
Get uuuupp
We runnin’ outta
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5. |
Die For A Living
03:05
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Time is a wastin’
Shoes worn out from all these dreams I been chasin’
Broken bank of memories
Flood my concentration
Enemies
Thought I had it on my plate
Saw the gates open wide
Let the people up inside
I saw inside that all they souls had died
Looking for the money
Ain’t it kinda funny
I never know what they be on
They never miss the real until real is dead and gone
Till the fake stuff is camped out in front the house
Till the backstabbaz spend the night all on the couch
I had to run away
I could see it from the ground
If you look hard enough you see the lost and found
Lord please help me be the best and all that i can be
I’m on the roof and I’m bout to jump
Cold feet in the ocean
Gotta cross the hump
All I got is these words and a record with a bump
Where do we go now?
Now
I’m lost I can’t be found
Found
I tripped and fell all the way down
Down
Please tell me where do we go
Time is a wastin’
Got so much on my mind
Sippin on this fine wine
I don’t know but I keep pacin’ all day
Back and forth you know
Which way do I go
Up at night asking for the way
Lease show me the light
I just write
Thoughts and feelings down
Hope they gather round and listen close to what I have to say
And maybe one day
They will play my records on the radio like Drake and Ye
RVA they will put me on and it will be okay
Until then I have to make a dolla stretch just like a rubber band
Pencil in my right
Piece of paper in my other hand
Get these words from Jellowstone and send them to Afghanistan
They might now like it but I’m crazy so right now that is the play
It might not work it might go wrong but right now it’s out of my hands
I keep it together
Even in the stormy weather
Even in the face of evil
I will not allow
I got my shoes on
Tell me where do we go now
Where do we go now?
Now
I’m lost I can’t be found
Found
I tripped and fell all the way down
Down
Please tell me where do we go
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6. |
Pedal Play
00:45
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7. |
America
03:03
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I don't wanna run away
This is where I need to be
I don't wanna run away
There's no where else for me to go
I don't wanna run away
This is where I need to be
I don't wanna run away
There no where else for me to go
To go To go To go
Hey To Go
To go To go To go
Hey To Go
To go To go To go
Hey To Go
To go To go To go
Hey To Go
To go To go To go
Hands up freeze
That's what the police used to say inside the neighborhood
I know their presence is supposed to be a force for good
But that experience for us was never understood
Nobody cares
But they would
If it was on the news
He had no gun but they still shot him right up out his shoes
Now his momma and his babies only cry the blues
Every black man in America has paid his dues
Die tryin' cuz we born to lose
Just look at the clues my image you misuse
No apology for what you mentally abuse
No war no truce we only allowed to diffuse
But when it all explodes just know that y'all the one that lit the fuse
Blood stains on yo shoes from your pistol poppin'
He tried to run away but you didn't even try to stop
I'm runnin' out of all the hope that I gave
This is the land of the police and the home of the slave
I don't wanna run away
This is where I need to be
I don't wanna run away
There's no where else for me to go
I don't wanna run away
This is where I need to be
I don't wanna run away
There no where else for me to go
To go To go To go
Hey To Go
To go To go To go
Hey To Go
To go To go To go
Hey To Go
To go To go To go
Hey To Go
To go To go To go
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8. |
Outside In The Rain
03:25
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Standing in the rain I
Don't know what to say I
Don't know what to say I
Feel some type of way I
Standing in the rain I
Don't know what to say I
Don't know what to say I
Feel some type of way I
Slip and fall down sometimes
Hand on the pavement on the pavement I
Don't know what to say I
Feel some type of way
About the things I see
To me it's no mystery I
All the pain and the misery I
Feel some type of way I
Don't know what to say I
Feel low down some time
Haven in the way the rhyme schemes devise
I
Standing in the rain
Blood pumping through my veins and my arteries
I
Hear the fear and the negativity
Made a promise not to eva let it get to me
But I
Feel some type of way I
Don't know what to say I
Said things that I didn't mean before
Said things that I know hurt you way down to your core
But I
Standing in the rain I
Don't know what to say I
Standing in the rain I
Don't know what to say I
Don't know what to say I
Feel some type of way I
Standing in the rain I
Don't know what to say I
Don't know what to say I
Feel some type of way
Standing in the rain I
Don't know what to say I
Don't know what to say I
Feel some type of way I
Standing in the rain I
Don't know what to say I
Don't know what to say I
Feel some type of way
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9. |
RVA
01:14
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Produced, Written, Performed and Recorded by Marcus James Tenney
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10. |
Trivox
01:22
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Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
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11. |
Can't Wait
02:29
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My dreams used to be vivid
But then I decided to play music for a living
Didn't understand all of the tools that I was given
Tryna be more like a car
Stay driven
Far from being broke
Ima star
It was written
Seems like everyone around me is in the game
Tryin' not to drink too much
Or sniff Cane
Roll that green up in that dutch to be the same
Sign my name on piece of paper for the fame
Sell my soul for dollars cents is not why I came
I can concentrate on what's inside the scope
Wake up in the morning in search of infinite hope
Dressed in all white and I'm waiving just like the pope
My fingers slip I loose my grip and it's harder to cope
Fear and hate can't show my face at the place with the folk
Phone's ringing
Who is these people dialing my line?
Working hard hoping today is the right time
Bright shine
They say one day I gets mine
I think I use my own spine
It rings beautiful like the sound of a rhodes tine
Today is Friday
It's my day
Hopefully I don't die today
I tried to play but this shit won't go my way
I take the hight way to get to the place where I stay
Jellowstone home of the champions all day
Walking toward the light
Put some clothes on so I can get wild for the night
Self-medication
Pissin' in the alley
Now she's here naked
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12. |
July 4th
02:24
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I just want to put my fingers in the skyyyyyyy yeah
I just want to put my fingers in the skyyyyyy yeah
A picture paints a thousand words but I am similar to the dictionary
Money falling out the sky like the tooth fairy
Kinda scary how fly
My oh my oh my
Look
I did it once again for y’all
I’m swimming to the top and I am not about to fall
Walking tall
Tryna snatch as much as I can and they better put my money in my hand
Yes lawd
The best award is when i press record
Late night bored
Early morning hustle
Bustle
Tussle
With these words and these thoughts
Spontaneous combustion as soon as the record starts
Infinity swag is the thing that sets me apart from all the copies and the fakes
Whatever it takes to reach the promise land
I’m doing whatever I can
Bald eagle swag with the massive wing span yep
I’m flying high over the world
With a Black lamborghini
White diamonds and pearls
I got a roller coaster life and it makes you wanna hurl
Trickles down ya spine and it make ya toes curl
Whether a boy or a girl it’s only necessary to respect the hustle
I’m using the powers of my mind
Never rely on muscle
Take you to a place that’s foreign like we live on shuttles
Close your mouth hop in this whip so we can get to scufflin’
Airport swag 5am Guinness hype in Dublin
Amsterdammit here I am man ain’t this shit something
What i’m staring at through my eyes I knew it was coming
Cuz hard work always pays off i’m making something from nothing
On the hunt as long as the blood in my lion heart is pumping
Standing on the edge of the cliff
You better believe I’m jumping
I put my heart in microphones to keep these records jumping
I just want to put fingers through the skyyyyy
Yeah yeah yeah
I just want to put my fingers through the skyyyyy
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Hahahahaha
Okay
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13. |
The Road Ahead
03:43
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Dreams come true when I start the ignition
The mission is simple
Do everything I can to get it poppin’ like a pimple
Dial up the greatness and get it on the phone
Hail mary pass right into the end zone
With the dark skin tone
Smackin’ both cheeks like we playin’ home alone
In between the sheets like the words of a poem
I contemplate the take ova til the break’s ova
Full of red wine a long way away from sober
Early morning April late nights of October
Mr. Lova Lova
Fickle-hearted rova
With a lottery ticket and a four leaf clover
Whole band in a brand new range rover
They flows is nice but mines is Ice colder
Line backer stick em with the strong cold shoulder
Dropping heat rocks so watch for falling boulders
War torn continent
African soldier
Wake up in the morning to the words that I told ya
Simple victory is in the eyes of the beholder
We gotta do it now because we only getting older
Highway late night bangin’ ambrosia
Jazz cigarettes with the cold road sodas
Fucks I’m not givin’ not one iota
Police layin’ people down just to fill a quota
La to Miami New York down to the Nola
Coming out the woodwork
Sorry I don’t know ya
Evil ones around me soon they will show ya
The only thing i’m on the road a head I’m focused on yeah
On the road a head the only thing I’m focused on
Is getting to the money making sure the money long
A race against the clock until I hear them hit the gong
As a grown man I had to learn to write my wrong
Put two and two together like I’m squeezing kitchen tongs
Gotta make the record bring it to your front lawn
Everybody wanna get straight to the money
But they game ain’t strong enough to get to the upper echilon
I never close my eyes until the break of dawn
Even then I get my pencil and continue on
Late night planes and trains and sleeping on busses
For the discussionjust to let you know what I be on
Phone call I hit em back on the avion
Holla at me later when I get back to the stone
Working hard to avoid the outcome of a clone
Turn the bass up a little darken up the tone
Cup of coffee regular accompany the scone
On the hunt for the hunnit million dollar zone
Light the beacon
My whole team steady creepin’ and yo hinges maad rusty and yo flow is leaking
We maad official with the game
Concorde it when I came in the world the party got heated when I came with yo girl
And with the flame spit hot shit at the microphone
Givin’ everything that I got
This is not a loan
I run the bank like prison guards at Shawshank
Born underwater we swimming in fish tank
I’m takin’ what I want I shake the tree til it break
I be working while you sleeping I’m doing what you can’t Ah
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14. |
War God
01:47
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Wake up wake up I’m on the move with my eyes wide
Driven exclusively by something that’s deep inside
Just as soon as it manifest it will turn the tide
And flip the script on those foes that perpetrate
It's time to elevate
Ain't no mo hesitate
Ain't no mo conversate
Ain't no mo other time
Nothin' but redline
Just tires screechin' and speakers beatin' and street signs
I'm on the heat-seekin' mission coming for what is mine
Stars will align
Planets will conviene
Beatin' on the drum day and night that's all I need
Gotta get it now because I got the live feed
Action initiated this is built for speed
Years it was contemplated while I was a different breed
On the Hunt for the game Increasing all that I know
Soon I will dehttps://tennishumusic.bandcamp.com/no_js/savetonate it like a bomb in the free
Falling position
So just sit back relax kick yo feet up high
While I take you to a place buried way high in the sky
See it in the eyes of your universal mind
And let it shine
Just like the brightest diamonds
Or a little light of me
Succumb to the advantage of the grand design
Work the land for the cabbage
Use yo own spine
Dreams of livin' lavish
Work ethic is savage
Neva eva been average when I'm swinging the bat
Ever since I was born I had the work on my back
Everybody is working hard for the G stack
But I want to be mentioned when they go way back
Way down deep
For them to feel it in they soul is the goal
And if you widdit then let's roll
Cuz we got a long road ahead
From the bed to the bed
Watch what you put inside yo mouf and yo head
They ain't on the team they can't go
Enough said
Beat knock it hit like a pipe to your head
With the SP til finger tips is red
Eye lids is heavy
Kneecaps is shaky
Elbows is achy
Heart they gonna break for those that wanna take
Never settle for good
Made it better than great
Made it better then most
Gotta do what I'm sposed to
Hand out I ghost ya
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Tennishu Richmond, Virginia
Tennishu, a multifaceted rising artist hailing from Richmond, Virginia, has spent the past decade crafting a unique sonic identity that blurs the lines between Hip-Hop and Jazz. With a passion for connecting directly with listeners' minds through his music, Tennishu thrives on the instantaneous vibe exchange that transcends conventional barriers. ... more
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