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1. |
ROOT
02:40
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Verse 1:
Yeah
I’m just trying to stay true
Took down too many trees,
What happened to my roots?
This kid named Nick went through some shit
Now they got a lot of addictions
Addicted to the concept of dodging all of their problems and responsibilities
It’s like, they only wants happiness and positivity
No they do not like the negativity
they kinda hate late stage capitalism
But he tryna make a million off rapping, so isn’t it kinda contradictory?
Isn’t it kinda common how uncommon you are?
Like the only we got in common,
Is that we got nothing in common?
I don’t know, I guess I’m out of my mind again
I guess I’m off the beat and falling out of time, again
But Even when I fall off, I hope that I could call ya
And we could talk tomorrow
Yeah all my time is borrowed, and I rather spend it all with
you
Verse 2:
Yeah
I’m just trying to stay true
Took down too many trees,
What happened to my roots?
Winning in my own definition,
So I hope you know that I can’t lose
All the time I’m so tight, I just need to let loose
Sometimes I act so backwards, if I cut myself I prolly bled blue
Even with all my brainpower, I’m such a coward I could’ve gone to med school
Most of y’all hear that line and think “what the fuck is he tryna prove?”
Honestly, I’m the type to try to rendezvous
With the omnipresent,
I like to think that I’m kinda special
Like I’m the exception,
I really feel like Kendrick
Like my purpose on this earth is to deliver a messiah-like message
But I do not yet have the recipe
I still gotta figure it out for myself, you see
So maybe that’s the reason that to need to document my journey
Hope that I don’t hurt ya when I hit you with the motherfucking truth like Sojourner
Outro:
And I just hope you tryna be you
You changed so many ways
What happened to your roots?
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2. |
PR3S3NT
04:30
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Hook:
Oh, welcome to the present moment
It’s how I escape my ego cause it’s so enormous
Meditate before I face the day, so my brains don’t get blown in
Always wondering where I’m going
But I don’t, know
Welcome to the present moment
Welcome to the present moment
Verse 1:
The present moment
By far the best thing I’ve ever owned, and
Second best thing would definitely be my behavior
And the ways that I’m a slave to my nature
Kendrick said that sex, money, murder in our DNA, and,
If you heard me kill a verse about fucking somebody girl
And how much I got paid
Then just saw me exemplify it, I
t’s not fly, bitch, it’s kinda fucking unbecoming
It’s another one of my many, defense mechanisms
Cause I’m just a scared little kid, still,
I got away with too much shit in my past
Who knew that life would move this fast?
Well I guess our parents did
They tried to warn us but we never wanna listen
That’s my inner rebel,
That’s the reason why my daddy rejected the path that was handed to him
And instead got his bag on his own volition
And that’s what my momma saw inside him, that ambition of a rider
Even tho in no way is he like Tupac Shakur
Motherfucker I am sure that I am just like him
I’d rather put my whole life on the line,
cause I know it’s right even tho I might not win
But money is the last thing that I wanna care about
I wish I could be happy in the moment
Even if I’m homeless,
Even if I’m in a gigantic mansion
Or I’m back at my parents house
Oh, welcome to the present moment
It’s how I escape my ego cause it’s so enormous
Meditate before I face the day, so my brains don’t get blown in
Always wondering where I’m going
But I don’t, know
Welcome to the present moment
Welcome to the present moment
Oh, welcome to the present moment
It’s how I escape my ego cause it’s so enormous
Meditate before I face the day, so my brains don’t get blown in
Always wondering where I’m going
But I don’t, know
Welcome to the present moment
Welcome to the present moment
Oh, welcome to the present moment
It’s how I escape my ego cause it’s so enormous
Meditate before I face the day, so my brains don’t get blown in
Always wondering where I’m going
But I don’t, know
Welcome to the present moment
Welcome to the present moment
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3. |
sLOw
04:50
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Nick Verse:
My life ain’t no perfect picture
It’s really a riddle
I used to wanna get rid of it, tho
Just a little kid forced to take some Riddilin
I tried to ask why, but they ain’t wanna tell me
Except some bullshit like “your brain ain’t healthy”
“You can’t sit still and do everything I tell you”
“You can’t see, that you can’t be, that unique”
“So you do need, to take this pill, and I don’t care”
“About the consequences”
Y’all ain’t got no common senses
Y’all just promising profits to the oligopoly
Y’all just helping them keep us all locked up in systematic, cyclical poverty
The current system really bothers me
Social democracy, ain’t no fucking robbery of your property
It’s called lifting up everybody.
Trickle up economics
Really try to stop the riots
Stop pumping up stocks
Stop cockblocking mom and pop shops
So mom and pop don’t gotta pop shots
When that peaceful protest
Leads to more bloodshed
Leads to much more Feds
In the trenches, just like coats is
And the Benzes, get rolled over
When your back’s against the wall you can’t be looking over your shoulder
We wildin' out now so we can have peace and quiet when we older
No more gettin pulled over for my odor
I went straight to jail ain’t collect my $200
This not monopoly, but it kinda is
Broke dudes ain’t buy condoms, so they got a lot of kids
And that’s a huge problem,
half these motherfuckers growing up without a father
So it ain’t ironic that life gone fuck you without a condom
And nut inside you until you got nothing inside you
And ask God “I don’t know, dude, what do I do?”
DAMAG3 verse:
Now listen to this,
I hit the lick, like lickety-split
Now look at my wrist
I’m way too legit
I been: coming so fucking correct, without even trying
I been
Leaving my semen of top of her pussy without even tryna wipe it
And it dry quick
Like Dry-Fit
Bitch I whoop the WAP
And it don’t dry quick
This the type of rhymes
That all of Y’all would rather I spit
My internet go in and out, but that’s a benefit
I’m tryna get away from that environment
You know it’s toxic with the comments
All the zombies just be living in it
But they ain’t really alive, they just be milling in it
And there’s many millions of em
Bill built a billion of em
Getting to the bills, or the checks
better check I’m not Bellichek
I still, Split the bill with a bitch because I’m feminist
Something about that sounds weird,
but I am not regretting it
I’m intelligent, you the antithesis
Dr. Dre I doctored up the recipe
Every time I spit your family on they “Rest In Peace”
With the Candle light vigil
When I hit you, I never miss you
And after I hit you, nobody ever miss you
Ain’t no pistol, ain’t no whistle
(You can bet that)
The referees did never see it
Just for referencing,
My roots go deep
So my leaves, stay forever green
If I was you, I’d get used to being a lesser me
And if you was me, then unfortunately,
You’d be stuck in oblivion
A universe that nobody even living in
It’s not possible
I’m a God my dude
Just Take my word for it,
cause it’s all gospel (Truth!)
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4. |
M3DUSA
04:00
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(I don't give a FUCK, I'll spit that shit straight through)
Ain’t gettin stoned, like I used to
I got stuck in a rut, so guess what?
Motherfuck Medusa
And Motherfuck your music
Motherfucker you so clueless
All y’all really carbon copies
Motherfuck anybody plotting,
Tryna stop me
Like
Hey you over there
Come take a hit of this square
You a square aint ya?
Why don’t you Come and try the triangle?
Boy, Trying me dangerous
Every rapper I know just tryna be famous
And get they neck on freeze,
But that don’t mean that
I won’t try to get my name up
Doing crime, bruh, I’m tryna get away from
Almost did time, cause I,
really didn’t wanna say none
White boy gone dance on it, Like the Macarena
I know that I’m so, fucking entertaining
But I’m just a player, in the fucking matrix
I’m a born sinner, like I’m hailing satan
Like my name was Jermaine Cole
I’m just tryna get hot while still remaining cold
Aye
I’m just tryna fuck around, aye
I just hit the beat with the fuck around
Fuck around till I’m dropping buckets
On that Russell Westbrook, Steph Curry
11th hour, 11:30
Really Living dirty,
bitch I’m getting like,
seven billion likes
Just by living life
But really tho
I was tryna stay stoned, and, that made me immobile
But now I’m grown, and, I thought I motherfucking told you
that Imma go and be a mogul
And get there with cheap software and no pro tools
Just the prose, that the pro’s use
Ain’t gettin stoned, like I used to
I got stuck in a rut, so guess what?
Motherfuck Medusa
And Motherfuck your music
Motherfucker you so clueless
All y’all really carbon copies
Motherfuck anybody plotting,
Tryna stop me
Like
Radical, murder it, you never heard of me
Flipping the bird when I drive by piggies
My Willy getting jiggy when them tiddies start jiggling
I’m filling my penis with the penicillin
Pen steady sending them to the penitentiary
And lest we forget to reminisce on my penmanship
It’s effortless but I put hella effort in
Put a snitch bitch on my hit list
Cause I’m non-binary, not non-violent
Not a fan of condoms
I’m a fucking problem
Sip the magic in the ayahuasca
Appropriate the culture now I’m a shaman
Neck full of diamonds
Or at least it’s finna be
Picture me with my friends in a tinted black Benz With the Mac 10 in it
Apple laptop, more Mac than miller
Extra clips in the extra zippers on my Michael Jackson thriller jacket
Bitch I’m rapping full of passion
You just, tryna swipe some plastic
And that fat check is taxed bet,
the IRS take a pass, and
Better Believe the masters tax the same chains they sell you same day
You get it today or in 2 days
But the vaccine gone come in way more than 2 waves
Swimming in the stimulus
Laser focussed with no stimulants
And if I’m being genuine, I’m generous
I think it’s a blessing for you to have my presence,
my very essence gone minimize your penis size
So when you bite, don’t be surprised when subpoena ‘rives
There’s plenty rhymes to go around don’t be so greedy, guys
But maybe I should play a dave chappelle and plead the 5
Need to meet Dave chappelle I need advice
Need to find inner peace to beat my vice
And even when I mean on a track, I’m still being nice
Cause you could lose your life and on some Disney shit, be on ice
And this might sound cheesy but real beef need some fries
I don’t even know what that means but, you see, it rhymes
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5. |
STUCK (INT3RLUD3)
01:43
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6. |
BOUNC3 (R3LAPS3)
02:36
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When I’m down, ain’t anybody else around
Cause that phone weighs about a hundred pounds
So this pound finna weigh about an ounce
Too much malice, I need balance
I just gotta bounce, gotta bounce
I just gotta bounce, gotta bounce
I just gotta bounce, gotta bounce
I just needed to relax, so why did I relapse?
Riding on my block, they popping onomatopoeias
And popo at those protests popping shots at my peers
And old folks say “no-no” to woke hoes, even though they got bright ideas
I never really was looking forward to, this level of, dystopian dysphoria
I am imploring ya, help me ignore it, lemme explore ya,
We can meddle with the devil and some chemicals in Edibles,
and I did, just a little bit of psilocybin,
Please lemme get a couple drops of Visine
Cause I really wasn’t watching my speed
So the swine-flu coming up behind me,
with the high beams, And the K-9 team
And it’s not likely, they gonna use KY when they try to fuck and blindside me
So I better, lawyer up, before they try to string me up, like an ornament
I see your whole soul in my cornea, and you couldn’t be cornier
Introducing, habitual abusing,
The best use is usually inducing euphoric confusion
Disguised as clarity, Mary Jane please marry me,
But I can’t ever let you carry me,
we gotta keep it long distance
And I know that you miss this long dick, and
I know you miss those times we pissed away
Been pissed at some shit that we thought we couldn’t change
But I think, that we really need a break
So I just gotta bounce
When I’m down, ain’t anybody else around
Cause that phone weighs about a hundred pounds
So this pound finna weigh about an ounce
Too much malice, I need balance
I just gotta bounce, gotta bounce
I just gotta bounce, gotta bounce
I just gotta bounce, gotta bounce
I just gotta bounce, gotta bounce
I just needed to relax, so why did I relapse?
I just needed to relax, so why did I relapse?
I just needed to relax, so why did I relapse?
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7. |
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Hook (DAMAG3):
I like booties that’s round, and
I like boobies that weigh a couple pounds, and
How many dollars Me and broccoli got?
Lil Broccoli:
How bout a couple million
Play my records, call me Jay I gotta hit the billion
Momma raised me not to be a fucking quitter
God gave me this talent
So you know I gotta be spitting
When this album drops, you'll see we ain't missing
(Switch the flow up just to show that me and DAMAG3 are unstoppable)
And never tell me the odds, you know I ain't probable
And all the haters say it ain't possible
I beat the pussy up, she say she got cocaine
Got more than a couple of lines going through my brain
DAMAG3:
(Ayo, it's DAMAG3)
I bring the heat and the seasonings
I be screaming R-I-P and shit
To Malcolm McCormick
I’m out here performing
Just spent 12 hours in my living room recording
Bitch, I just turned a lil twink to a Twinkie
See me with a 19mm ice on my neck
With a .40mm in a 3/4 mink piece like I might fight the feds
Strike me down now,
I become more powerful than you can imagine
Lil Broccoli:
Fuck with me and DAMAG3, we gone pop you off the map
and laugh about it later
Call me Prince Charming, cause your girl said I gotta save her
Sweeter than candy, imma eat it like a Now and Later
Bitch I been chillin' with your baby mama, imma hit it now and later
DAMAG3:
Man, and I tired to eat that pussy but that hoe had a sour flavor
She tried to hit my lawyer for some paper, yeah she even had an affidavit
People say I’m preachy so I still be rapping to the laymen
So please don’t take it easy cause you’ll always have half my flavor
(DAMAG3):
I like booties that’s round, and
I like boobies that weigh a couple pounds, and
How many dollars Me and broccoli got? Right now about a Thousand
(So when y’all getting famous?) now, bitch
So don’t discount us,
we so well-rounded
I’m a pro I ain’t gotta pronounce it
I’m a pro I ain’t gotta pronounce it
Better respect my private property
Me and broccoli gotta be chillin in a motherfucking dollar tree
Giving me my props due to me,
Is usually considered idolatry
Shoot me during the homily
I be honest my dude I gotta be chewing on Deuteronomy
My Matata's Hakuna,
you foolies just be a nuisance
like Issac Newton like way back when he went “hey guys, this some real cool shit”
Like he was crazy,
that’s what a hater be saying
When y’all know DAMAG3 and lil broccoli gone Be famous
Better put fucking speck where my name is 2
It’s DAMAG3
Lil Broccoli:
I like booties that's round, and
I like boobies that weigh a couple pounds, and
How many dollars me and DAMAG3 got?
Just checked the checking account, and goddamn it ain't a lot!
Aye I saw some A-listers hanging in my spot
"B" is for "Broccoli", you know this tribe don't stop
This beat is brought to you by the street, by the letter "B"
Open your third eye, just so you can see
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8. |
CURR3NT
03:01
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Hook:
Lately
i ain’t even suicidal
Sky is the limit, I was in denial
Living in the river,
wishing I was way high up (pause)
But I found my inner tube, in my, inner dude
Now I’m just along for the ride, (OH!)
Ain’t no deterrent, when you flowing with the current (4x)
Verse 1:
Yeah lately,
I ain’t even suicidal,
Fuck a stepping stone that shit’s a mile
I got many milestones, to pile on
But this the first time, in my life that,
my light is on
My fight was gone, my life was wrong
I light the bong, my mind is gone
I eat the shrooms, like give me the truth
I spoke to God, she broke the news:
“You could either kill yourself or kill a verse,
Cause if you ain’t living, you already in the dirt
And if you ain’t giving, then you’ll never be first”
It took a little courage
Had to step back like Curry
But now I get bills like Murray
All the cute boys and the girls get flirty
Cause I, know my self-worth and I’m worthy
Take a chance on me, baby, I’m worth it
Just let go of control, and let’s go with the current
Lately
i ain’t even suicidal
Sky is the limit, I was in denial
Living in the river,
wishing I was way high up (pause)
But I found my inner tube, in my, inner dude
Now I’m just along for the ride, (OH!)
Ain’t no deterrent, when you flowing with the current (4x)
Verse 2:
Ain’t no deterrent when you cleaner than detergent
Word to Ms. Grande, I keep it squeaky
Beneath the surface
Used to wanna be, a, lethal wordsmith
Like chance, I used to leave em hurting
Bleeding, even stealing purses
Ok, enough of the reminiscing
I’m so gifted to be living in the present
It’s a blessing, man, my stress is never negative
Cause I put in the work, and I
switched up my perspective, and
I’ll extend a helping hand
To anybody tryna find the light,
Tryna not wanna die, maybe even love life
Without a bunch of fake-positive nonsense
With the sponsors, and the Prada,
blessed with the jets and they private
With carbon footprints as big as Goliath
I’m talking being humble
I’m talking finding someone you can run to
Maybe even someone you can love, too
I already know who it is
And I think you know, too
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9. |
FOCUS
02:29
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Focus on the present, focus on your breath)
When you focused, everything feels amazing
When you regularly meditate
You gone levitate, leviate levitate like Kendrick
And if you on the fence, then
I hope I can convince ya,
When I am here,
I do not need Nike Air
Cause I, float like zaheer did
Right After he entered the void and adhered
to the theories and teachings of guru Laghima
I just embraced my true freedom
I just made peace with my demons
I’m all ready to die, but are you is?
I just made peace with my God, but did you did?
(Focus on the present, focus on your breath)
(Focus on the present, focus on your breath)
It’s the best way to start manifesting things
It’s your destiny
And I ain’t talking white people moving out west, my G
So if you been stressed for weeks
Then Respect yourself and correct your perspective
Where you get less of the extra
I ain’t playing,
I’m saying
(Focus on the present, focus on your breath)
(Focus on the present, focus on your breath)
Used to give too many fucks, now I do not have none left
I just fucked on every hoe, now there ain’t really nothing fresh
I was hurting on some curses,
started feeling worthless,
Switched the perspective
Now I turn them into blessings
I just
(Focus on the present, focus on your breath)
(Focus on the present, focus on your breath)
My life got a lot tighter when I let go of entitlement
I chase bi blonde dykes and enlightenment
I know how to fight, but I ain’t fighting, man
I just write a hot line, watch you cry, and I make 100% , 100% of the time
Matter fact, look at the time, Check my watch, that’s my ROI
Capitalism, Orwell, Bitch you know I’m doing well
What about yourself?
I’m just tryna find Zion inside of Lauryn hill
Homie better stay focused
Yeah stay focused
Just make it happen aint no magic ain’t no hocus pocus
All them doors staying closed till you go and open
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10. |
OUTRO
04:25
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