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Limitless

by J.B.

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1.
Intro 02:49
[Talking] J Dot B, Justin Loren Burke/ January 4th, 1990 was my birth/ And if I can be completely honest with you, this past year has been the worst/ But I can't overstate how much it meant and really what it's worth/ I've been sad before, but this was more, it was depressed/ It was me shutting down, it was anger... Regrets/ This year I sprained an ankle, I broke an elbow, bone was bruised up in my wrist/ But nothing on this Earth could ever hurt as bad as this/ Experienced heartbreak... And it's a funny thing/ When the first time you experience it happens when you're 23/ And it hurts... No, fuck. More than that, it cripples you/ It breaks you down, it makes you frown, and you change into someone who just isn't you/ And even though you're the one who chose to walk out her door/ You don't understand how someone you love more than anything just doesn't love you anymore/ And I see you out with him, and I know that's not where you belong/ You belong inside my arms, in my bed, with a movie on/ And I spent Christmas alone, for the first time in a few years/ And it's weird that I kissed a new girl at midnight on New Years/ But slowly but surely I'm ok... All these girls texting up my phone/ Surrounded by groups of people but I still feel all alone/ Started chillin' with a new chick and she was so smart and so pretty/ But her heart was cold as ice and it's such a fucking pity/ But I gathered up the pieces of my glass-shattered heart/ I'd put it back together, but who's to say the next girl won't tear it back apart?/ So it's a little jagged, and I'm a little jaded/ So I stick to weekends with C-Money out on the town and getting faded/ Plus I can't get a job and my pops is disappointed/ He acts like I don't fucking want one, like I don't try, like I avoid it/ And I can't handle it... Girls are SO damn scandalous, it happens all the time/ But if you're all over me, while your man is oversees... That's where I draw the fucking line/ Plus I got writers block, pressure to drop a mixtape/ Cuz D put out a classic, "Midnight Laundry," and that shit's great/ And it dropped in March of last year, so yeah, I guess my shit's late/ But if I dropped "Limitless" then, it would have been a mistake/ Cuz I grew up this year... It's safe to say it changed me/ It's a new year now though... No longer sad, mad or angry/ So watch out, watch me... No boundaries, walls or obstacles/ "Impossible" is spelled the same exact way as "IM POSSIBLE"/ Imperfect, "IM PERFECT," so tell me I ain't/ Cuz I don't need the opinions of peasants to know that I'm great/ I'm feeling happiness again. I keep gettin' hints of it/ Sometimes I even smile... In the mirror, I catch a glimpse of it/ Cuz when I pick up this pen, the possibilities are infinite/ And by the time that I'm dead, I'll be infamous for "Limitless"/ Enjoy the tape/
2.
Limitless 04:34
[Talking] Welcome... You have now entered an experience... With no walls... No boundaries... And no ceilings... I'll be your host for the evening... I go by J.B... Haha... (Yo... Yeah) This is "Limitless"... [Verse 1] Every mistake I've ever made has been perfect, worth it/ Either had fun makin' em, or made me a better person/ Searchin' for the right fuckin' recipe/ Curtains... Tell them motha fucka's "open sesame"/ Never been a question, NCS until the death of me/ Order up another round, tonight's goin' get the best of me/ Chick over thurrr... And she goin' get the rest of me/ Dicks over thurrr... Tell em not to fuckin' mess with me/ Look at me, grown now, in my fuckin' zone now/ No-Town still be the city that I hold down/ Flow sound fast so they tellin' me to SLOW DOWN/ Never been a dancer but I can get a hoe-down/ Damn... Pick up what I throw down/ "Common Scents" hit the net, look up at the thrown now/ Never understood faith, then I put it all together/ Music's my religion, understand it more than ever/ Never believed in anything like I do our potential/ Every time that me or D picks up the pencil/ Picks at the pad with the writing utensil/ Picks at the mind so the rhyming's suspenseful/ So let me go and state it, y'all are overrated/ You can tell by my Tone, my music is Motivated/ And I ain't slowin' down, are y'all gettin' tired?/ I'm just getting started, never felt so inspired/ [Chorus] Ain't nothing holding me back/ No-Town, you know where we at/ Don't mean to overreact/ I'm so limitless, I'm so limitless/ [Verse 2] Let me remind you, I put my life into these rhymes, dude/ World full of darkness, I found a way to shine through/ Never needed help, I'm by myself and doing fine too/ Holy cow, the kid's sicker than the swine-flu/ AHH-CHU, but if this man is the best/ Then why I'm manic-depressed, a fuckin' panickin' mess?/ I feel naked, vacant... A manikin undressed/ I guess I never learned how to fuckin' manage the stress/ I unwind with a dime who's hammered and let's/ Me put her thighs around my waist and my hands on her breasts/ Thinkin' I'm the man how fast I have her undressed/ I'll get her bare-ass, bare, fast... Panda express/ But I digress... For a second I was livin' on that Writer's Block/ No motivation... Hopin', prayin' I could finally jot/ Now I'm in a groove, in a mood, I wouldn't try to stop/ What I have in store... Clean up Aisle 4... Find a mop/ Or find a ladder, cuz you know I'm finna find the top/ I'm the reason why your girlfriend's awkward when she try to walk/ Invest in NCS and yeah, it's time for you to buy a stock/ Ego blew up like a bubble, let me go, it's time to POP/ [Chorus] Ain't nothing holding me back/ No-Town, you know where we at/ Don't mean to overreact/ I'm so limitless, I'm so limitless/ [Verse 3] If I've learned ANYTHING, it's that a person rarely changes/ And that's including me... And it's dangerous/ We just hide our anguish, rearrange our language/ Wear a mask with a smile/ wink on our faces/ But I'ma change man, yeah, you goin' see a changed man/ I'm close, I'm coach... I'ma execute the gameplan/ Get my pops a crib, and get my momma out of work/ Get my sister through her school and get yo' girlfriend out her skirt/ Don't deserve me at my best if can't accept me at my worst/ You ain't workin' every SECOND (2nd) don't expect to be in first (1st)/ I'm the baddest and I'm young and I'm only gettin' iller/ Teardrops tatted on my fuckin' tongue, it's a killer/ Words are so intimidating, never had to muscle up/ Avoided every tussle with a "FUCK YOU," not an uppercut/ But I got a lotta anger, so if I knuckle up/ My little scrawny ass will prolly fuck a motha fucka up/ I'm a serial killer, J.B., a lyrical wordsmith/ A miracle worker, the way I surgeon these verses/ Every bar is perfection, every word is so perfect/ Well, what the fuck you rappin' for if that ain't the purpose?/ Every song is so trash, all you rappers are worthless/ I can't even believe the kind of beats that you purchase/ We only beef if you worth it... But me, I like to stir the pot/ So if you got a problem with me, diss me in a verse or stop/ Compared to you, yo I'm Jay times Em plus Pac and Ye/ Murder "Gangam," "Harlem Shakin,'" "Macarena" mockeries/ Ass is late for class, so ain't no time to conversate/ Got a date with destiny, so lecturing has gotta wait/ [Chorus X2] Ain't nothing holding me back/ No-Town, you know where we at/ Don't mean to overreact/ I'm so limitless, I'm so limitless/
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Sinking 03:45
[Verse 1] I've been awake/ The past two days/ There's no way I'm sleepin'/ Cuz today I'm dreamin'/ I'm dreamin', I'm dreamin'/ I'm dreamin', I'm dreamin'/ These secrets I'm keepin'/ Got my heart-beat speedin'/ It's speedin', it's speedin'/ It's speedin', it's speedin'/ And I've been, fallin'/ For you, my darlin'/ And I've been callin,/ For you, so often/ It's ringin', it's ringin'/ It's ringin', it's ringin'/ And it rings, don't pick up/ Well fuck you, I give up/ Cuz you know and I know/ You'll miss me when I go/ [Chorus] And I've been drinking/ Alone, thinking/ I'm over my head/ I'm drowning... I'm sinking/ I'm sinking, I'm sinking/ I'm sinking, I'm sinking/ Over my head/ I'm drowning, I'm sinking/ [Verse 2] It's so much more than sadness... This shit is depressed/ And I hide behind a smile, thoughts are repressed/ I'm filled with regrets... Yeah/ If only I could step backwards then I could regress/ But I can't... Everything is set in stone/ I'm in bed alone, a feeling that I've never known/ I'm headed home... Living back with my parents/ 23 years old dawg, you should be embarrassed/ That's what my pops thinks... Naw, I don't blame him/ Got my degree but ain't a single thing is changing/ It doesn't help that I'm going through a breakup/ And she walks around like everything is going great, FUCK/ Plus I'm dealing with rumors and all this gossip/ By all these fake friends and cowards who love to talk shit/ Without a paddle... Sailing without a boat/ Just faith that the feelin' of hope will keep me afloat/ But for now.../ [Chorus] I've been drinking/ Alone, thinking/ I'm over my head/ I'm drowning... I'm sinking/ I'm sinking, I'm sinking/ I'm sinking, I'm sinking/ Over my head/ I'm drowning, I'm sinking/ [Talking] And I remember as a kid the teachers would always ask us... Like what do we wanta be when we grew up. And I'd always say like an astronaut, or a basketball player or some shit. But I think if they asked me now, I'd answer a little differently. I think I'd say "I wanta be better. And I don't mean just a better artist, I mean a better person. A better man, ya know? A better son, a better brother, a better friend. Lord knows I could be a better boyfriend, ha. I wanta be a better student. I wanta be a better role model. I just wanta be better." But sometimes the pressure of being better overwhelms you... And you feel stressed like you're drowning. But instead of sinking you need to find a way to swim to the top, and be better... And learn to feel limitless.
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Tackle Life 03:37
[Verse 1] A fascination with these flashing lights/ A fucking passion for this rapping life/ I lost my hunger cuz of trash they write/ Then D done dropped his tape and I regained my appetite (Let's get it!)/ Sometimes I think about my ex and I get sad at night (Why?)/ Cuz I aint on her radar, even on her satellite (Nope)/ Naw, she done flipped on me, like she was fucking Vanna White/ Naw we done fell apart, I guess that shit just happens right (Right)/ And I ain't mad at all, outta mind and outta site/ I hope she finds a man, and that that man will treat her right/ Now I'm with all kinds of chicks, like I don't have a type/ Blacks and Asian girls, like I don't know my ass is white (Hahaha)/ Been with this new chick, she tan and tatted, ass is nice/ But she ain't on my mind when I lay down my hat at night (Why?)/ Cuz there's a perfect girl (Ok) and I'ma have her, aight?(Aight)/ They told me give up on it, fuck that, that's some bad advice/ So girl lets get a drink, (Ok) no girl, let's grab a bite (Ok)/ Naw fuck it, lets get outta town, road trip or grab a flight (Alright)/ For awhile shit was dark, I thought "I'm bad at life"/ But through this music shit I swear to god, I found a light (Yeah)/ Life pushed me round, but I aint going down without a fight/ I think it's time to turn the tables, I'ma tackle life (Yeah)/ I think it's time to turn the tables, earn some bragging rights/ I think it's time to turn the tables, watch me tackle life, yeah/ [Talking] And I'm not saying that I''m losing... But I ain't necessarily winning either. I think it's my turn to catch a break... Turn these tables. I can't wait for it, I gotta work for it, yaknow? Let's tackle life. [Verse 2] Yo/ If you love her, let her go/ Naw fuck that, if you love her let her know/ And write her love letters, give her flowers, let it grow/ Cuz if you let her leave, then you won't ever know (Nope)/ You'll feel it in your heart (Uh huh), regret from head to toe (Yeah)/ Cuz you don't get that type of lovin' after every show/ These gold diggers only care about your finance/ Plus they twerkin for the coke, these bitches love to line dance (Haha)/ I'm at my prime, I feel its time, I think it's my chance/ That's why I ain't even fuck with words like "I can't"/ And damn... if it wasn't for my family (What?)/ I'd be damaged G, I swear I'd lose my sanity/ Ain't a fan of vanity, but dammit, I'm a hypocrite/ Cuz if you ain't a 9 or better, girl than I could give a shit (Haha)/ I know I talk a lot of shit, but man I'm limitless/ I don't just say it, naw I really, really live the shit/ I had a vision of my life, but shit, this isn't it/ This is nostalgia, now let me reminisce (ok)/ I hid the Marshall Mathers LP, in my sock drawer/ Forbidden to listen so I did it with a locked door (Yeah)/ Then I played my first show as a Sophomore (Then what?)/ And since then, yo the kid done did a lot more/ Got my diploma, what an honor, threw that grad cap/ Tryna make a business suit out of a backpack/ That kid rappin in the V-neck and the snapback/ Somehow got these bitches stripping all over his Snapchat/ Leave me alone, I hear my phone, but I dismiss em all/ A bad umpire, way I just keep missin' calls (Haha)/ Just keep runnin' Justin, even if you hit a wall (Keep going!)/ Knock it down, cuz this shit's over if you trip and fall/ I'm up and down, I'm happy/ sad, nothing is black and white (Naw)/ But there's no time for hesitation, time to stand and fight/ And I don't usually smoke, but can you pass the light?/ And will you say a prayer for me if you can tonight?/ I'm willing and I'm able, I think I have the right/ To turn these motherfucking tables, watch me tackle life/
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[Bridge 1] (J-Henry & J.B.) We goin' party like it's Friday/ We drinkin' like it's New Years/ We can pretend that it's your Birthday/ Come on over and have a few beers... Cheers!/ Hahaha/ [Chorus] (J-Henry) We gonna get fucked up, we gonna get wasted/ This is amazing, yeah, I can't even taste it/ You sure that it's whisky? I don't think that it hit me/ What am I sayin? I must be faded/ We goin pour up, pour up, pour up/ We never slow up, slow up, slow up/ We gettin' tore up, tore up, tore up/ What am I sayin? I must be faded/ [Verse 1] (J.B.) J Dot B, I think I'm drunk again/ There's liquor in my system and this whiskey's what I'm pumpin in/ Pool parties, hot tubs, yeah you know I'm jumpin' in/ NCSU finna make your summer jump again/ She say I'm a trouble maker, lets get into trouble then/ Ain't no tellin what time I'll arrive at home and stumble in/ I'm stumblin', I'm mumblin', I hit her with that drunk text/ That said I think I love you, now get over here and come sex/ And every girl looks better in a sundress/ Naw, every girl looks better when their undressed/ So tonight I'm buyin bottles of this Fireball/ Let's do some shit that we'll regret tomorrow then deny it all/ [Chorus] (J-Henry) We gonna get fucked up, we gonna get wasted/ This is amazing, yeah, I can't even taste it/ You sure that it's whisky? I don't think that it hit me/ What am I sayin? I must be faded/ We goin pour up, pour up, pour up/ We never slow up, slow up, slow up/ We gettin' tore up, tore up, tore up/ What am I sayin? I must be faded/ [Verse 2] (J.B.) This may be the party tune, for every summer barbecue/ Girl I'm just a partier, and I just want a part of you/ Lets hit the river, hit the lake, and play yo favorite country song/ Let me see that tatted body, like it when there's nothing on/ Coming on too strong? Sorry baby, too soon?/ Grab an orange cuz nights like these come once up in a blue moon/ Catch me gettin' faded, yeah, no matter the occasion/ We goin live our life like its a permanent vacation and/ [Bridge 1] (J-Henry & J.B.) Party like it's Friday/ We drinkin' like it's New Years/ We can pretend that it's your Birthday/ AND I'MA HAVE A FEW BEERS!/ [Chorus] (J-Henry) We gonna get fucked up, we gonna get wasted/ This is amazing, yeah, I can't even taste it/ You sure that it's whisky? I don't think that it hit me/ What am I sayin? I must be faded/ [X3] We goin pour up, pour up, pour up/ We never slow up, slow up, slow up/ We gettin' tore up, tore up, tore up/ What am I sayin? I must be faded/
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[Talking] I'm just trying to be better than "good enough," ya know? Treazy what up? What up? K. Stark what up? What up? [Chorus] (K. Stark & J.B.) They told me homie "you ain't good enough"/ So I went to work and put my hoodie up/ And now there ain't nobody that's as good as us/ I realized that being good just isn't good enough/ (No, no) Being good just isn't good enough/ (No, no) Being good just isn't good enough/ And you can say what you want but I'm good enough for me/ AND WORK TILL THOSE WHO SAY THOSE THINGS AINT GOOD ENOUGH FOR ME, LETS GET IT/ [Verse 1] (Treazy) See I could do this beat some justice/ The irony is if I put my hood on while I did it, then they wouldn't give me justice/ And I came to cause a ruckus, hate these nigga's like I'm Ruckus/ Told em I was bustin', shot me down like it was nothin'/ Came in with a big mouth and a big heart, turned out I was that nigga/ They came through with the same shit and the same bars, no wonder I turned out different/ They always told me that I wasn't good enough/ I told em I wouldn't be puttin' up/ With all the labels that they try to put on us/ Like Cosby sweaters, now where are my pudding-pops?/ I'ma mastermind, with the raps I write Ad it's asinine that you're classified/ In a class with I, when like half the time/ You cant touch this... No hammer time/ Damn... Not only am I good, but I'm great/ When I'm takin' off like planes, just know I'm fueled off all your hate/ What up?/ [Chorus] (K. Stark & J.B.) They told me homie "you ain't good enough"/ So I went to work and put my hoodie up/ And now there ain't nobody that's as good as us/ I realized that being good just isn't good enough/ (No, no) Being good just isn't good enough/ (No, no) Being good just isn't good enough/ And you can say what you want but I'm good enough for me/ AND WORK TILL THOSE WHO SAY THOSE THINGS AIN'T GOOD ENOUGH FOR ME, LETS GET IT/ [Verse 2] (J.B.) This is awful, spending too much time up on these barstools/ Tryna drown my sorrows while forgetting Sarah Marshall/ Me, I give too many fucks, like this was a brothel/ While these record labels pass the bars like it was law school/ That gospel, that church shit, that realness, can I preach now?/ Hit the ground runnin', doin' 'bout a hundred, ain't stopped since I put my cleats down/ I'll push 'till my fucking feet bleed, and my socks (Sox) red, like Beantown/ I'll sell tix (Celtics) in every stadium, and every stadium I'll bring down/ Let's dream now.../ This for anyone who said I'm wack though/ I'm a lot of things... I ain't that though/ There's a lot of dreams I ain't catch though/ I ain't good enough? For you? For her? For this? I guess we'll see/ I'll work 'till those who say those things ain't good enough for me, let's get it!/ [Chorus] (K. Stark & J.B.) They told me homie "you ain't good enough"/ So I went to work and put my hoodie up/ And now there ain't nobody that's as good as us/ I realized that being good just isn't good enough/ (No, no) Being good just isn't good enough/ (No, no) Being good just isn't good enough/ And you can say what you want but I'm good enough for me/ AND WORK TILL THOSE WHO SAY THOSE THINGS AIN'T GOOD ENOUGH FOR ME, LETS GET IT/
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Lift You Up 03:13
[Verse 1] I like the way you call me, just to say "it's raining J/ Won't you look out your window? (Window?)"/ And I like the way we'd walk for hours, talk for hours/ Never wanting it to end though (End though)"/ And I like the way you always steal my hat and jacket/ But you look better in them anyway (Anyway, yeah)/ And I like the way you look at me like I'm your man but/ I could lose you any day (Hold up, hold up, hold up)/ [Chorus] I just wanta lift you up/ Can I hold you? Can I hold you tighter?/ And I just wanta pick you up/ When you fall down, I'll be right behind ya/ And I just wanta give you love (Love)/ Can I treat you? Can I treat you better?/ Never gonna give you up/ When you're mine girl, you'll be mine forever/ Yeah/ [Talking] Cuz sometimes when you fall in love... You just wanta give everything to that person. When you smile, I smile. When you're happy, I'm happy. And I just wanta give you my heart. [Verse 2] And I like the way/ You hold my heart girl, when it's in shambles/ And I'll light the way/ When it gets dark girl, I'll be your candle/ And I'll ride the wave/ Cuz life's a beach girl, so grab your sandles/ When life gets too hard for you to handle/ I'll stand tall and I'll be your man, girl/ Your prince charming... I just wanta be that/ Everything I've ever wanted... Girl, you're honestly that/ And I could see why your exes all wanted you back/ I'll treat you better though... I promise you that/ [Bridge] So baby, give me your lips, and baby, give me a kiss/ And girl... You'll get swept away/ And baby, give me your tongue, and baby, give me your lungs/ And I'll... Take your breath away/ And say.../ [Chorus x2] I just wanta lift you up/ Can I hold you? Can I hold you tighter?/ And I just wanta pick you up/ When you fall down, I'll be right behind ya/ And I just wanta give you love (Love)/ Can I treat you? Can I treat you better?/ Never gonna give you up/ When you're mine girl, you'll be mine forever/
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[Clip from How I Met Your Mother] [Talking] (Sarah Abasto) I want a love that completely takes me over/ Getting drunk off your love and never getting sober/ I want a love that makes me only think about you/ Only write, only sing and only dream about you/ I want the sex, that's always filled with passion/ And it feels like the first time, every time it happens/ I want a love that has that mutual attraction/ I make you laugh, you make me laugh, I kiss your lips... That interaction/ I want a love that when it's rocky and I really start to doubt you/ I'll never give up, cuz I could never live without you/ I want a love that stays active, but loves spending time in bed/ I'll hold your hand my love, but I'd rather hold your heart instead/ I want a love that changes my definition of "love" and shows me what it's lacked/ But most of all... I just want a love that will always love me back/ "I Want A Love" by Justin Burke [Chorus] (J.B.) I just want a love like you/ I just want a love like you/ Can I get a love like you?/ Just a little bit of love like you?/ I just want a love like you/ I just want a love like you/ Girl, can I get a love like you?/ Just a little bit of love like you?/
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*Phone rings* [Talking] (J.B.) Hello? What up girl? Naw... You should come over tonight. You can help me finish this song I'm writing. Naw, you don't gotta do anything... Just lay there. Haha Alright... I'll see ya tonight. Bye. [Verse 1] Yeah... She makes me feel at home now/ I catch myself smilin' all alone now/ And every time that she calls me on the phone... Wow/ I don't wanta' put the phone down/ I can tell it in her tone, she happy to hear me/ I keep tellin' her that she'd be happier near me/ A different feeling than I've felt up in my whole life/ I'm feelin' whole and she's the one I wanta' hold tight/ I've made mistakes in my past, but I'm grown now/ She the one girl that I wanta' hold down/ She gets me better than anyone and there's no doubt/ That I'll bag the baddest chick in the whole town/ But let me slow down, taking things too fast/ Don't wanta scare you off, girl, don't wanta' lose that/ I fell for you on accident, I never meant to/ Thought I'd been in love before until I fuckin' met you/ [Chorus] (Levi Maddox) Baby, when you hold my hand/ You make me feel whole again/ Cuz I had all these holes within/ Whoa, I'm at home now, I'm at home now/ Baby, hold my hand/ You make me feel whole again/ Cuz I had all these holes within/ Whoa, I'm at home now, baby I'm at home right now/ [Verse 2] Yeah, I've never met somebody so different/ So funny, so smart and so driven/ But so scared of being hurt that she's so timid/ And so scared of being loved that she won't give it/ I get it... I told her I'd never break her heart/ I couldn't... Cuz when she's gone, I fuckin' break apart/ It's not just sex but... Every time I kiss her neck/ My body gets excited 'bout where I'ma kiss her next/ My body gets excited every time I gets a text/ Or when she lyin' next to me in bed... That shit's the best/ I'm feelin' blessed today, she gets the best of me/ And she my remedy, I swear she take my stress away/ And she believes in my dreams, yeah, she next to me/ Because of her... I'm a better man than yesterday/ Mentally, I convince myself she meant for me/ Cuz every second we're together it feel meant to be/ [Chorus] (Levi Maddox) Baby, when you hold my hand/ You make me feel whole again/ Cuz I had all these holes within/ Whoa, I'm at home now, I'm at home now/ Baby, hold my hand/ You make me feel whole again/ Cuz I had all these holes within/ Whoa, I'm at home now, baby I'm at home right now/ [Verse 3] We have our ups and downs, the highest highs/ The lowest lows when we don't see eye to eye/ And we may disagree, but still we try and try/ She's the chick for me, damn, she like my ride-or-die/ And she likes me, but she fights me/ And everything about us that scares her, excites me/ Like when she call me "babe" or talks about the future/ That's some shit that I can see me gettin' used to/ She's beautiful, yeah... But that's an understatement/ It's fuckin' greatness when we're under blankets/ Shit... I think I could stay there all day/ So when I drive her home, I'll prolly take the long way/ Or take the wrong way, just so we get lost together/ It's soon, but this is a feeling that I want forever/ Forever-ever? Am I out of my right mind?/ Naw, cuz every hour without her feel like a lifetime/ [Chorus] (Levi Maddox) Baby, when you hold my hand/ You make me feel whole again/ Cuz I had all these holes within/ Whoa, I'm at home now, I'm at home now/ Baby, hold my hand/ You make me feel whole again/ Cuz I had all these holes within/ Whoa, I'm at home now, baby I'm at home right now/
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[Bridge] (J.B.) I'm out of my element/ Closet full of skeletons/ In a room full of elephants/ Yeah, I just wanta' tell em this/ [Verse 1] Oh, oh, she makes me feel at home now/ Nooo, she makes me feel alone now/ Yeah, lonely nights in my hometown/ Got me spendin' Fridays at bars until they close down/ Life never slows down, swear it keep me on my toes/ Especially when it comes to hoes, no one even fuckin' knows/ No, it's not butterflies and rainbows/ I reside wherever the fuckin' rain goes/ Forks in the road, route's never the same though/ Different paths don't matter if all other lanes closed/ Cuz I'll forget her, then I'll miss her again/ Sometimes I get scared I'll never kiss her again/ That's life... Shit, I find it kinda hard for me to smile now/ Had Cali on my mind for awhile now/ Maybe I should pack my bags for the season/ But I don't wanta' leave for the wrong reason/ [Chorus] (J.B. & Levi Maddox) Cuz I've been ridin' 'round this city to my own shit/ Windows down, screamin' loud with my whole clique/ Just tryna' find a pretty girl to roll home with/ And I don't know if you know this/ But I'm addicted to those bright, bright, bright lights/ I'm addicted to those bright, bright, bright lights/ I'm addicted to those bright, bright, bright lights/ Yeah, I'm addicted, yeah, I'm addicted/ [Verse 2] Sometimes I ride around and listen to my own shit/ I'm talkin' old shit, with Pyro, in '06 (Haha)/ Look how far I've come and I won't quit/ Just opened up for Big Sean, boi, oh shit/ Yeah... That's that good, good, G.O.O.D music/ You got that good weed? Well I could use it/ Yeah... I'm tryna' free my mind/ Even if I fuckin' could, I wouldn't rewind time/ I guess I never really knew you, same with me, vice versa/ Never even thought that J.B. might hurt ya/ All I ever wanted was to make you happy/ She think I'm a dick sometimes, well, I can be/ So addicted to the thought of a Grammy/ That's why I understand if no one ever understands me/ This is it, I know exactly what I can be/ Plan A in action, ain't no time for a Plan B/ [Chorus] (J.B. & Levi Maddox) Cuz I've been ridin' 'round this city to my own shit/ Windows down, screamin' loud with my whole clique/ Just tryna' find a pretty girl to roll home with/ And I don't know if you know this/ But I'm addicted to those bright, bright, bright lights/ I'm addicted to those bright, bright, bright lights/ I'm addicted to those bright, bright, bright lights/ Yeah, I'm addicted, yeah, I'm addicted/ [Verse 3] They sayin' "get a girl, J... Yo, it's cuffin' season"/ Fuck... Like I need another reason/ Ain't afraid to be alone, myself/ Just scared of seein' you end up with someone else/ Cuz jealousy in the air tonight, I can tell/ Oooh, I can tell/ And I don't know what I'm jealous of but I think I fell in love/ And the sad part's she never fell back as well, well, well/ Cuz I've been waitin' on your texts, but they don't ever come/ And I've been havin' lots of sex, but it ain't ever love/ Cuz I know in my head that baby, you're the better one/ I tell myself I'm givin' up, but I ain't never done/ I'm single for the first time since eighteen/ So fuck chasin' these girls, I'ma chase dreams/ Cuz I've been left by every girl I've ever dealt with/ Now I'm in love with hip hop and she's selfish/ [Chorus] (J.B. & Levi Maddox) Cuz I've been ridin' 'round this city to my own shit/ Windows down, screamin' loud with my whole clique/ Just tryna' find a pretty girl to roll home with/ And I don't know if you know this/ But I'm addicted to those bright, bright, bright lights/ I'm addicted to those bright, bright, bright lights/ I'm addicted to those bright, bright, bright lights/ Yeah, I'm addicted, yeah, I'm addicted/ [Bridge x2] (J.B. & Levi Maddox) I'm out of my element/ Closet full of skeletons/ In a room full of elephants/ Yeah, I just wanta' tell em this/
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[Talking] (Mista D) Yeah... (Uh) It's Mista! Oh, yeah... Yeah, this is just how the beat goes the whole time? (haha) Alright! Look... [Verse 1] (Mista D) My head hurts when I'm 'round you, my heart hurts when I'm not/ I hate you and I love you at the same time, that won't stop/ That won't go away, maybe I'm afraid, maybe I should change, but I got/ Close to you, so close to you, what I'm 'sposed to do? I forgot/ No one told me, oh geez... I'm chasing you like a cop/ When I catch you, I'll cuff you... We like playing a lot/ You're real to me, you're fake to me, how many hats do you got?/ You fuck with me, but I don't got the time, baby I ain't wearin' a watch/ Okay see, I don't know who you been talkin' wit/ All I know is it's usually opposite/ Other mouths are usually loud/ But your mouth is the only one I'm fucking now/ But, but, but you don't believe me/ So, so, so you gonna' leave me/ And I st-st-stutter w-when I'm bothered/ Cuz my heart starts skippin' and my words follow/ I... I'm a little confused/ I thought we were gonna' be cool/ If I saw you with another dude/ I don't know what I'd do, but I'm not in the mood/ To discuss that... Plus that got you upset/ I must have.. you/ I must have struck a nerve for sure/ To deserve some of the words you preferred I heard/ Word? It's like that?/ What you got in your chest, a fucking ice pack?/ I'm runnin' all outta' breath, I bet you like that/ You puttin' me to the test, hoping that I pass/ At the same time hoping I don't pass/ On this opportunity for you to be/ In my life more then usually, but she's colder than 2 degrees/ The way that she using me, this just ain't how we used to be/ Hold up, I remember, I remember when we first talked/ Our eyes met and then we did/ I remember, I remember when we first fucked/ It was the same day... You know how D is/ He'll leave you speechless, say he loves you to pieces/ But then you can't get him off of ya (Mafia) 3-6/ Ha... Well fuck it, I'm gone then, darlin'/ But I'll prolly see your ass in the mornin'/ [Verse 2] (J.B.) Nice guys finish last, and maybe it's true/ All I wanted was to finish with you/ So love me, just love me, why won't you just love me?/ Cuz inside your ugly, but outside you're lovely/ Kept my guard up but you ripped my armor/ Took my pride, stripped my honor/ Hardship, I'd never wish that on her/ But god damn, I wish I never bothered/ Gave you my all, all you gave me was drama/ Pain, comma, shame, comma/ So when you get hurt again... Cuz you will get hurt/ Haha... Well bitch that's karma/ And I think I that I love you, or maybe it's lust, boo/ All I know is that I love whenever I fuck you/ All I know is that I never ever would trust you/ Disgusted every time I discuss you / Shit, I thought I couldn't go without you/ So many things I didn't know about you/ Shit... I was so slow to doubt you/ But now I know there's something cold about you/ Don't know why you bother to get close to me/ Cuz you've got a hole where your hearts 'sposed to be/ Naw... Don't take it personal/ Cuz baby girl, you're the worst, you know?/ Cuz me, I've been hurt before/ But you, you're the worst I know/ No, not personal/ No, no, not personal/ Cuz me, I've been hurt before/ But you, you're the worst of all/
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Interlude 04:04
[Talking] Yeah... I'm hearing a lot about how New Car Smell can't rap. How we're just pop artists. It's time to change that though! Let me teach y'all how to flow, real quick! Yo! Let's go! [Verse 1] Introducing you to the J Dot B/ Killing tracks, everyday I be/ So many emcees hate on me/ Cuz I'm great as Cashius Clay... Ali/ Scattered brained but I stay on key/ Minds a mess but I stay on beat/ No days off, yeah I stay on beats/ I go to work, you should lay off beats/ Come with me in the V.I.P./ And let me see those T.I.T's/ Plus your booty's B.I.G./ You 21, let's see I.D./ 2 ways for you to feel bout me/ Ride with me or D.I.E./ Me, I'm still just a K.I.D./ But I've come so far, yeah, I've paid my fees/ Sick of all the monkey business, suit and ties on baboons/ Tryna' make some money in this, send my crew to Cancun/ Favorite girl went ghost on me, makes sense, cuz that's my damn "boo"/ These hoes all lion (lyin') cheetahs (cheaters) like they grew up in damn zoos/ Carry the rap game on my back, and that's word to my tattoo/ Ain't nothing goin' hold me back, and that's word to my dad too/ What you mean "it can't be done?" We put a man on the damn moon/ So go fuck yourself if you think there's something I can't do/ Rappin' my ass off, back off, Rap God, this shit's just the interlude/ I know this what floats your boat, let me be your inner tube/ Pay attention to this drive, nice and steady, 10 and 2/ Working 10 to 10, I tend to wear out all my tennis shoes/ This just in, this Justin is digustin', when he picks up pens/ Chicks love him, no surprise she screams my name, when your dicks up in/ Her, not my fault she mixed up gin, and juice and goose, and whiskey then/ Mixed up him, wiith my dick... Apologize for the hiccup then/ "Tryna' be a rapper, J? Yo, what kind of goal is that?"/ A lofty one, I know, but I ain't never fucking holdin' back/ Am the home of hip hop, naw, I fucking own the cul-de-sac/ Legend in the making, take it you don't get the photograph?/ So when the fuck did I develop this new sense of confidence?/ This cockiness done took off like a mother fucking rocket ship/ Maybe it was when I realized girls done ripped my heart to bits/ And everything they've ever told me's always been a crock of shit/ Now I don't give a puck so go to H-E-double-hockey-sticks/ Ironic that the key to my heart was when we were locking lips/ If you ain't NCSU, F you, I scream that with all my might/ Cuz D killed you on a mixtape even though he was sorting darks and lights/ This ones for my family, my mother, father and sister/ Grandparents, aunts, my uncles, cousins and ancestors/ This is for my future life, my future wife and children/ This is for my friends, my fans, my groupies and my mans, Mista/ So take a picture through a fucking Instagram filter/ Middle finger up, don't give a fuck, don't have a damn filter/ This is for competition, my silly opposition/ Y'all need to stop and listen, cuz dammit, I'm on a mission/ Tell your man, if he don't like what's coming out his stereo/ That I will "ooooh kill 'em, kill 'em..." Bitch I'm cousin Terrio/ Cemetery burial, a deadly scenario/ When you fuck wit NCSU... Justin, David, Jerry yo/ This for anyone who wondered what New Car Smell's limit is/ For anyone who wondered if the kid J.B. was limited/ Naw, there ain't no words written on that pad or limit list/ If you don't get the gist... Bitch, I'm mother fucking limitless/ ...Haha/ [Talking] And there ya go! Y'all saying all we make is party music Well, what the fuck you think we're partying for? Cuz we the best, man! Haha... NCSU! [Clip from Eastbound & Down]
13.
[Verse 1] (J.B.) Goose is grey, and it got me feelin' some type of way/ The man I was a year ago, changed like night and day/ This to all the girls who never gave me time of day/ Then I dropped Tackle Life and they dropped panties right away/ Thought of texting you, cuz I'm in bed and wide awake/ But I'm sure you're asleep, at least a little tired, hey/ And even if I did, I don't know what I'd try to say/ Prolly I love you more than I can describe or say/ Shit, I can't recall the last time you said hi to me/ But you say hi to him, and that shit cause my side to ache/ You say hi to him, and that shit cause my side to ache/ You FUCKING say hi to him, and that shit cause my side to ache/ Fuck it, back to rap, look, I'm back and back and better/ You bad at checkers, jumping over tools, you Black and Decker/ Jack the Ripper, bad as Mike Jack, without the jacket zippers/ I kiss her lips, then lick her 'ish (licorice), she tastes like packs of Twizzlers/ Never been to Pittsburgh, but when I spit words/ I am a Wizard, inta-, intimate words/ Is what she whispers in my ear to get hers/ Then we pull the camera out, and you can get the picture/ *Camera snaps* Ok, ok, let me switch it up/ Heard you need a pick me up, well girl, just let me pick you up/ It's a date, around 8:00, we'll hop into a pickup truck/ And we'll talk over wine while we listen to the crickets fuck/ What? I don't know, tickle fight/ To be honest with you, I've been focused on the kiss goodnight/ Then it's straight to the studio to fucking pick a fight/ I'm hungry in this rap game, it's time to take a bigger bite/ Told Mista D, yo, I'm in it to make history/ We gotta make it, gotta blow up... Yo, are you wit it G?/ He said "Yeah, I'm listenin', time for us to get it in/ I can feel it coming, it's our time like any minute man"/ Damn right, and I ain't never giving up/ Unless it's on a bitch who never cared and doesn't give a fuck/ And that's just being honest, I promise 'fore I die/ That'll I dive right in, no one can say I didn't try/ Trying to leave this city... Make a name for myself/ And stop basing my happiness off of somebody else/ So say goodbye to negativity and all this fucking hate/ Hi, my name is Justin Burke and I'm gonna' be something great/ [Talking] (J.B. & Levi Maddox) Yeah, I like that shit... Levi, can we run that shit back? (Yeah... Hold on) Envy, let's see what you got. [Verse 2] (JB Envy) Yeah.../ Uh uh, yeah/ Pour that Ciroc, on the rocks... My mental aligned/ Took a vaca from the game, to let this pain subside/ Tears in my son's eyes... A feeling I can't describe/ Simply knowing I'm the reason for the distance and why/ Can't look in his mother's eye without this feeling of rage / Even after all this time, I'm sure she's feelin' the same/ Swear I'm trapped in my ways, causing waves, hold up... Wait man/ You know the kid ain't been the same since '08... Oh wait/ Never mind, we'll just keep that on the DL/ I ain't tryna' expose things... 'Specially a few females/ That's in her inner circle, still feeding me facts/ A couple shots ain't goin' change what time done did to that/ Leave your front in the back, cuz the fact is/ None of that bout to alter the past, I saw that alter and dashed/ Haha... Too busy flossing my fortune/ Establishing my fortress while courtin' something gorgeous/ Bank account, yeah it's sittin' on atrocious/ Feeling like it's oceans, Oceans 11... I/ 11:11, I.../ I made a wish that y'all would quit with all this "fake it 'till you make it shit"/ You make me sick, I'm ballin'... Make it, take it bitch/ Your girlfriend callin', lucky I don't take ya chick/ On my way to making it... Making it/ Levels to attraction... You barely a fraction/ A has-been, circles gettin' lapped in/ Passed then, left in the past tense/ Career in a back spin, I'm relieved, relaxin', seat backin'/ Out in Vegas... The seat back there/ In my whip is like my haters, yeah, I swear... A little Envy in there/ I deserve a lettermen for these late nights like Letterman/ The good, greater, better, best that I've ever been/ Industry better let me in or I'm tearing it down/ With that NCSU, yeah we at that bar now/ Raising the bar now... Bring your pole vaults and stilts/ Looking at the scoreboard... Yeah, they better bring Wilt/ Would it be cliché to say that I'm calling checkmate?/ Even Australian folks say I got it... Check, mate/ Wasn't there something else that I needed to say?/ Oh yeah, the name's Jerry Abasto... I'ma be something great/
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Walls [Down] 03:07
[Clip of Will Smith] [Verse 1] They never hesitated to say I'd never make it/ Like it would bring me down... Like I'd be devastated/ You ain't goin' give it to me? I'll go ahead and take it/ So when I blow up, I'ma make you watch me celebrate it/ For now I'm hard at work... These walls get penetrated/ I draw outside the lines... My mind is never gated/ This crazy life of mine, I swear I'd never trade it/ But I've been hurt too many times, I am forever jaded/ But never changing... Forgive, but never forget/ Even though you keep your body tight just like a corset/ I'm with my main chick, but you look badder, you look badder/ But I learned you ain't shit, so you don't matter, you don't matter/ I'm from a city where they love to watch your dreams fade/ Represent the Pack and I ain't really fuck with Green Bay/ Told me that I'd never make it... Couldn't bottle lightning/ Well I'ma put a pipe bomb down my fucking pipe dreams/ And explode... Know I'm destined for the big things/ Desperate for the radio... Destined for the big screen/ No matter how outlandish or crazy that the shit seems/ I remain persistent, I'ma get it... Watch the kid dream/ [Chorus] Homie, know you wrong if you thinkin' I'ma fall down They goin' build them walls up, I'ma tear 'em all down/ Tear 'em all down, tear 'em all down/ Tear 'em all down, I'ma tear 'em all down/ Big dreams for a starvin' artist, from a small town/ Lotta' people countin' on me... Scared to let 'em all down/ Won't let 'em all down, won't let 'em all down/ Won't let 'em all down, I won't let 'em all down/ [Verse 2] New Car representative... Yeah, here we go again/ You thinkin' I'm fadin' out... I think that I'm goin' in/ Brainstorm... Close the windows, I'm 'bout to snow again/ Wipin' my head with the towel that you're throwin' in/ (Whoa) And you know I've been the man from the get-go/ (Whoa) But I still don't got a condo on my wrist though/ Crib for my mom and a whip for my sis, yo/ ...That just means I gotta grind until I get dough/ I still think about a message I received when I was torn apart/ Feeling down and out, without a doubt, I had a broken heart/ Don't remember all of it, I wish I did, but know it starts/ With "I'll believe in you no matter how far that we grow apart"/ And I carry your message, and these words like a phone/ Cuz I believe in me... You let me know I'm not alone/ I've grown... I guess I lived and I learned/ And I could set the world ablaze with all the bridges I've burned/ Some friends turned into family, but nothing is stranger/ Than the ones you know and love the most becoming some strangers/ Heart on my sleeve... Today it's still on the hanger/ So if you step in my way, just know you're fucking in danger/ J Dot!/ [Chorus] Homie, know you wrong if you thinkin' I'ma fall down They goin' build them walls up, I'ma tear 'em all down/ Tear 'em all down, tear 'em all down/ Tear 'em all down, I'ma tear 'em all down/ Big dreams for a starvin' artist, from a small town/ Lotta' people countin' on me... Scared to let 'em all down/ Won't let 'em all down, won't let 'em all down/ Won't let 'em all down, I won't let 'em all down/ Down/ Down/ Down/ Down/
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Grand Finale 03:26
(Aahoo hoo hoo)/ Brace yourselves, brace yourselves/ (Whoo hoo hoo)/ [Chorus 1] And I'll keep trying, I'm trying on/ And I'll keep fighting, I'm fighting strong/ And I'll keep writing, I'm righting wrongs/ Cuz I ain't dying until my final song/ [Verse 1] I hear all your jabs, I counter with the left hook/ And write facts, technique is like a textbook/ So watch your words homie... Fucking get me mistook/ I'll talk to yo girl... Fuck around and get your Miss. took/ 2014... Only gettin' more clean/ J.B. is a drug, and I keep gettin' more feens/ Oh, you're feelin' numb? Naw girl, that ain't the morphine/ Emcees I'm your nightmare cuz I keep crushin' your dreams/ Haha... J Dot/ [Chorus 2 x2] Your last chance/ Last summer/ Your last dance/ To beat to your own drummer/ Go out fighting/ Go out young/ A flash of lightning/ Clips the sun/ Brace yourself, brace yourself/ Brace yourself, brace yourself/ (Brace yourself for the grand finale!)/ [Chorus 1] And I'll keep trying, I'm trying on/ And I'll keep fighting, I'm fighting strong/ And I'll keep writing, I'm righting wrongs/ Cuz I ain't dying until my final song/ [Verse 2] NCSU, you know the acronym... The four words/ Nobody Can Stop Us... We keep movin' forwards/ You the hors d'oeuvres... World is my entrée/ Tell my competition that they headed the wrong way/ Legendary... Talking Jay-Z's and Beyoncé's/ Motha fucka... Talking Eminem and Andre's/ Ha... I'm talking Rihanna's and Kanye's/ Watch J.B, baby... I'ma be beyond great!/ [Chorus 2] Your last chance/ Your last summer/ Your last dance/ To beat to your own drummer/ Go out fighting/ Go out young/ A flash of lightning/ Clips the sun/ (Say uh, uh, oh)/ (Say uh, uh, oh)/ Brace yourselves/ (Say uh, uh, oh)/ (Say uh, uh, oh)/ (Say uh, uh, oh)/ Brace yourselves/ (Say uh, uh, oh)/

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The first solo album by J.B. of New Car Smell.

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released March 2, 2014

Written/ Recorded by Justin Burke.
Mixed/ Mastered/ Engineered by Levi Maddox.
Artwork/ Photography by Rumor Media.
All recording done inside The Velvet Room.

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