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said I been at the bottom
but still I rise
don't act surprised
war war warning please be advised
staring like they hypnotised leave em mesmerised
I don't survive I thrive
touch the floor electric slide
on the dance floor get baptised
black black black yeah that's that pride
been to the moon now i realize
pull up in my whip call it spaceship
spill the tea let's take a sip
hands on my hip you dip i dip
spill the tea let's take a sip
i came to slay
no games i play
melanin poppin all day
yes im here to stay
no games i play
bitch, I'm from outer space
I'm up in Berlin
they lookin at my skin
like they never seent it before bitch ima alien
code switchin for fun
call me chamelion
if you iant made at the world
then you are not the one
i ain't finishsed i aint done
glowed up in the sun
leavin everybody stunned on a marathon
yes i run
pull up in my whip call it spaceship
spill the tea let's take a sip
hands on my hip you dip i dip
spill the tea let's take a sip
i came to slay
no games i play
melanin poppin all day
yes im here to stay
no games i play
bitch, I'm from outer space
whoop di dee doo whoop di dee da
shinin bright shinin like a star
earth so ghetto how bizarre
aufwiedesehen peace au revior
back in the spaceship land afar
act like ya heard yeah alles klar
hpapy and i know i tsay hurrah
step to the side yeah ima aura
get it in ya ears get it realk quick
i cam eoto slay yeah aslay erael qaiuk
rabbit out the hat yeah magic trick
they call me a witch bitch rep my broomstick
pull up in my whip call it spaceship
spill the tea let's take a sip
hands on my hip you dip i dip
spill the tea let's take a sip
i came to slay
no games i play
melanin poppin all day
yes im here to stay
no games i play
bitch, I'm from outer space
don't tell em what your finna do
just let em watch
leave em real shook
leave em real shock
like new orleans drop it likes its hot
twist it lock it bop it wap
edges laid protect my crown
durag bonnet holdin it down
we out here just look around
Black to the Future that's that sound
don't come for me unless I send for you
lookin straight ahead not out the rear view
yeah we out here all that we done been through
i see you lookin at me tell me how's the view
you be sleep stay awake
woke woke woke said wake and bake
all you took and all you take
no you don't take my joy away
pull up in my whip call it spaceship
spill the tea let's take a sip
hands on my hip you dip i dip
spill the tea let's take a sip
i came to slay
no games i play
melanin poppin all day
yes im here to stay
no games i play
bitch, I'm from outer space
yeah i'm from outer space
ancestors guiding me all day
out here livin they wildest dreams
couldn't do it ohne mein Team
decolonize and moisturize
do it out loud don't apologize
said do it out loud don't apologize
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Get Out
03:06
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Tried to make it in the States, didn’t go so well
Everybody so heated made it hot like hell
Still can’t nobody talk about race
Even tho the shit cold cocked straight in the face
America the genocide, turned into a company
How the richest nation got so many Hungary?
Pullin up the bootstraps only lead to loot traps
Rat race rhythm only workin for the fat cats
Snap! Go the rat trap, specially when skin Black
Feelin like we take another step and then we backtrack
Never fit in. I’m a mulatto
weird and I’m here bitch, that’s the new motto
Come to the queer sphere no fear grotto
Where we learn to love ourselves, opposite of what they taught us
You are smart, talented, amazing
Don’t stick around when a place drives you crazy
When you’re losin yo mind
When you runnin outta time
When you’re feelin kinda blue
When you don’t know what to do
When they don’t understand
When you don’t know where to land
When you treated unfairly
When the death rate scary
If you feelin really low
If you don’t know where to go
If you workin really hard
And you still don’t have a yard
If you can’t choose a side
If there’s nowhere to hide
If you’re unappreciated
Increasingly jaded
Millions of people in this world migrate
Where’s a better life? It’s not my job to placate
Take a risk, take a chance, elevate perspective
No mandatory classes, life is elective
Nina, James, Angela, Audre
Even Dave Chappelle saw the states as tawdry
Everybody left, too insane in the brain
When ya mother, father, sista, brotha, cousin, gettin slain
Young ones, so anxious, taking their lives
Any damn difference and bullies despise
Liberal arts means debt and drinking
Loss of brain cells outweighs the thinking
Messy ass system of public education
It ain’t the 60s and still segregation
Don’t get me wrong I still miss California
So damn expensive, who can afford it?
If things are never gonna change
If the hood stay the same
If their eyes all blinded
If they stubborn-minded
When ya doin all ya can
When books are gettin banned
When ya paycheck to paycheck
When ya pressured to stay fresh
When you wanna be alone
And everybody home
If you need yo space (better run like a race)
All I’m sayin is that stayin maybe out of obligation
Ain’t a healthy choice and may lead to complication
All the ancestors sayin come home
Nobody can tell you different you grown
It’s a lot of work but you can get out on your own
Certain situations nothin you can do to mollify
Bars in your mind are fear of the unknown
If we seek asylum Al Jazeera say we qualify
You know you don’t have to stay
Don’t have to be this way
It’s a big big world
And you not a little girl
If it’s bringing you down
And you don’t wanna stick around
Let yourself be free
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Berlin is a bitch with a black eye and a gold tooth who’ll punch you in the face and give you whatever stitches you need to stick around for the next uppercut to the jaw. Each of Berlin's knuckles is a legion of landlords who will evict you in the midst of a global pandemic and keep half your Kaution because fuck you, really.
Berlin will kiss those bruises with the couches and spare rooms of friends who have taken the same beating. Berlin with her WG nightmares and k-hole dreamers has a habit of stitching together found families from her meanest left hooks.
Berlin is a bitch with a too-short summer and a jab-cross winter that’ll knock you flatter than the half-drunk beers abandoned along Sonnenallee. Berlin eats the souls of her lovers and dares call them lost when they beg for change on her U-bahns. Berlin grows out her bush(es) so you can have sex or piss or shit in peace in her parks; she winks at you from spaeti doorways and shouts obscenites at you in Kotti. Berlin is a cheap date who makes sure you’re never more than 5 minutes from your next beer or 3 months from the end of your sublease.
Berlin paints her nails purple and blows smoke ring portals into every bar - fuck your fresh-cleaned fast fashion that’s okay because you got it at Humana, you will leave this place stinking of cigarette ash even if you don’t smoke. Berlin’s clothes fall off in the street no matter how cold or wet it is. Berlin bets her bike lanes against your helmet, you dweeb.
Berlin is drunk on her cheap sekt and cheaper beer; she belts out techno homages to the jackhammers that tore down her Wall and screams with her ambulances until the Turkish wedding car horns drown her out.
Berlin drinks the shopkeepers’ spit on Karl-Marx-Strasse and wipes her mouth with startups’ bankruptcy papers. Berlin wants to be socialist but keeps evicting them all. Berlin wants to be anti-racist but keeps calling the cops. Berlin wants to give you as many scars as she can before spitting you back out into the rest of the world, because she knows a good scar is a good story, and she’s got a reputation to think about. Berlin, Berlin, you make it so hard to live here, but don’t make me leave - ich liebe deine Falafel zu sehr!
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say her name say her name
when no one is around you
not because you have to
better say her name
say her name say her name
you actin hella shady
when you kill a lady
betta say her name
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fuck the rain i'll take the train next time
leavin traces of my energy behind
forgot the words but my thoughts they're fine
I'm leavin tonight
collisions.
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Chicken Gemüse Kebap
02:25
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chicken gemüse kebap
döner box
knoblauch sauce
pommes frites
well I was walkin
down the street
and i was lookin
for something to eat
das ist Berlin
it's past ten
yall know
the only thing I'm finding
chicken gemüse kebap
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Keep Up
03:04
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Ayo I’m lookin for a partner who be half as dope as me
Gotta roll nice blunts and joints, non-negotiable is weed
I want a body that be burstin with that creativity
Mind better have that hustle, plenty proclivity
I be wearin sweats and tees, makeup really isn’t me
Haven’t shaved my legs since damn near 2013
I like thinking critically, I like rollin wit homies
Yeah I’m dat bougie hoe who be eatin gluten free
Can you keep up with me? Want to watch Black comedy?
Want to kick a ball around and then go get something to eat?
Can you impress a G? Engage in my being?
When I’m in the mood, we can make each other sing uh
KEEP UP, yeah, KEEP UP yeah, KEEP UP, yeah, yeah, yeah
KEEP UP, yeah, KEEP UP yeah, KEEP UP, yeah, yeah, yeah
KEEP UP, yeah, KEEP UP yeah, KEEP UP, yeah, yeah, yeah
KEEP UP, yeah, KEEP UP yeah, KEEP UP, yeah, yeah, yeah
So can you ride wit me? Fix me soup when I bleed?
And when I’m feelin weak, give me a shoulder to lean on?
I ain’t no Cardi, I don’t care about money
And I sure do believe broke boys do deserve pussy
Most importantly, if you wanna step to me
Do you have an understanding of anxiety
See I be everything from the storm to the breeze
So cap’n can you navigate this ship with ease?
KEEP UP, yeah, KEEP UP yeah, KEEP UP, yeah, yeah, yeah
KEEP UP, yeah, KEEP UP yeah, KEEP UP, yeah, yeah, yeah
KEEP UP, yeah, KEEP UP yeah, KEEP UP, yeah, yeah, yeah
KEEP UP, yeah, KEEP UP yeah, KEEP UP, yeah, yeah, yeah
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9. |
Breezy Schläft Noch
03:20
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11. |
Come Back Home
03:25
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Comin back home, comin back home
Comin back home, comin back home
Sometimes you just gotta check in with yourself, check in with yourself
Hey little mama are you ok?
You been dealin with a lotta shit these days
Are you getting good sleep, something healthy to eat,
Going for a walk down the street baby
Know it feels the world is comin atcha
No need to run or it’ll catch you
All you gotta do is slow your roll
Hustlin and gindin is takin a toll
Get comfortable
Take an extra pillow
System has got your resistance on high
Every time you think about it make you wanna cry
Rest your bones, you ain’t alone
Integrity and strength you’ve shown
Now it’s up to you to reflect on what you've been through
Reflect, reflect, reflect, reflect,
Reflect, reflect, reflect, reflect,
Reflect, reflect, reflect, reflect,
Reflect, reflect, reflect, reflect,
Now let’s talk about your hopes and dreams
Are you slowly building a team?
Is your fire burning?
What’s your inner yearning?
Whatchu learn about yourself
Which part of you have you put up on the shelf?
Are you able to love?
Are you closed off to all of the above?
Take your time, find your center
Whole new dimension we will enter
Just remember you got it all
Cross your arms and trust your fall
You don’t crash your wings will spread
There is nothing for you to dread
For this process to be painless you’ve got to be shameless
No shame, no shame, no shame, no shame
No shame, no shame, no shame, no shame
No shame, no shame, no shame, no shame
No shame, no shame in your game
In the hours after sleep
I wrote as I wept
But I choose not to believe
That I’m alone
You made the message clear
That love will always be
waiting for me
To turn the key
And come back home
I’m coming back home
I’m coming back home
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Super Dankbar
04:55
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Big up to the homies Blackstreet and Teddy
Without this one from ‘96, we ain’t ready
Suitable beat to be movin your feet
While I break it down with my shoutouts from Breeze
Cuz this the first album, project number three
And I been at this shit since Good Kid M.A.A.D. City
It’s time to look back at the ones supporting me
Finally I can serve others after serving me
Ever since quarantine, been catchin up on The Read
mad love to Crissle and Kid Fury
Also podcasting, Dr. Joy Harden Bradford
Therapy for Black girls necessary that’s sure
Shoutout to the city of Berlin, Wilkommen
And Deutschland giving all this geld to artists
Socialists invested in the culture
Kotti kept Google out...Fuck the vultures
Gotta give it up to Monika Grütters, Profi
Founded Musikfonds back in twenty sixteen
she the reason Breezy got that album money
Germany sugar daddy for my US alimony hahhhh
See in Europe, they frontin for my come up
All around the world people floodin in to run up
On the quality of life, room to breathe histories
Back in my land most of it a mystery ayyyy
Super dankbar, super super dankbar,
super dankbar, super super dankbar
Super dankbar, super super dankbar,
super dankbar, super super dankbar
Please excuse if I come across rude
Only got so much room as four minutes, fifty two
Gotta give it up, for, my hometown crew
Never really had a hometown, but I had you
Mama Jobo yeah number one fan
Couldn’t do this shit without you telling me I can
Then my brother Mar Mar, my libra costar
Big Bird 4eva King Kaos ghetto mind cold world
Big ups to my girls of HCAT,
hot cheetos and takis, my first crew of rap
You remember how we got this
That’s dat original Soundcloud rap, no mumble shit
Thank you to Johnston, where I met Groov
And we didn’t overthink shit, Brown Skin Babies on the move
Albums comin out the wazoo, proud a you
And all my brown skin babies round the world, too
Super dankbar, super super dankbar,
super dankbar, super super dankbar
Super dankbar, super super dankbar,
super dankbar, super super dankbar
Vielen vielen dank to my Berlin chapter
The city where I trained to become a rapper
Ain’t no way I could have survived
Without Freak A. and the City Cats on my side
Believin in me when I was fully breaking down
Thru my moods and all the doom and gloom creepily loomed
Letting me rest on the couch in the living room
For months while I searched everywhere for my crown
I went down, hit rock bottom now I’m on my way up
I ain’t rich, but hits, I got em
Hayeti, habibti, und meine Debbiche
Fabulous family helpin me turn licht an
Berlin Untelevised givin me a start
At Ohm with BERRIES and Tchuani lies my heart
Hoemies, shoutout Meg10, unitin all the femmes
M:Soundtrack & Night School doin it again
Black Brown Berlin, each one teach one
All my brothas, sistas, let us take a minute preach one
Josylyn, Dr. Gebremariam
Pullin me from out depression, shit was gettin scary um
Let us remember the words of June Jordan
“We are the ones we have been waiting for” and
Let your spirit come alive baby now’s the time
Take good care of yourself, fuck everyone else, Breezy out
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Breezy Bay Point, California
If Audre Lorde was a rapper, Breezy would be the embodiment because their hip hop takes on topics like racial identity, gender politics, and queerness. Breezy represents the fluidity in the gray area between “man” and “woman” or “Black” and “white.”
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