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King Pleasure

by Saga Asad

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Straight from the village slum The slum village I'm reporting from Where boys turn to men young And as simple as ABC they load an AK And proceed to spray where they see I took a vacay Then came back to the streets screaming mayday A day may come when it's peace And all that While dudes ride around Like they on horseback Could spot their enemies Even through a rorschach I tell em fall back Where there's life there's hope Where there's dirt there's soap Don't hang yourself with your own rope I see through the scope adjusting my frames Sitting at the shore of the Thames Hoping my words don't go in vain And they spark a change I made a pact to live my life in a matter of fact Speak the truth when I rap And the proof is just that
Talk Up 01:50
Yes your honor From Bogota to Botswana I'm Maradona That's hand of God You couldn't box with my squad Your crew vagina You could tell the quality from the designer I'm draped in gold like the moors in Granada No matter negus or naga I'm still Saga Don dada From back when pops was rocking travel fox and I was stealing his lama Who want war? Yes your honor The streets is filled with drama Learned that from my mamma praying to the black madonna You a guppy or a piranha? Better leave faster than flora or end up with a chink in your armor cause when the choppa start to chopping Bad boys like Dennis Rodman start holding their hymen Praying to the lord crying You wasn't built for the streets like a sports car Had full family support like a sports bra
Glom 01:30
Asabiyya 01:36
Recollection is a blessing So who ever I'm testin I'm strapped with a smith & wesson Learn a lesson I'm stressin Cause niggas don't acknowledge shit Like this flow that I've been polshin Other rappers I've been demolishin They say I sound like I'm on some college shit But I was on some dollar in your wallet shit Like if you got it nigga holla shit I do what I can others do what they try to do Life is an obstable So please watch your optics duke Somethings blockin you Others goin be stoppin you Hip Hop hooray Hip Hop Heru It's my time today tomorrow is you You could have it all You could have it all And mamma said you could have it all But I fall sometimes I crawl
Al-shams 01:51
Mamma pray for me Cause niggas run the streets everyday Saying that the got a k for me I gives a fuck what you say to me Niggas been wild since slavery From sun down to sun up My beema niggas what up It's blood in spit your blood up You smell fear? My nigga stitch he got hit up he in a wheel chair But I love cause he still here Let em know I still care Time movin slow I'm dying quicker Sippin forty's just to kill my liver Nigga I'm the giver 26 with grey's Already learned that crime pays Running with savages from the stone age Eez got a chrome gauge You goin meet the front page Now ya famous We used to use beef to entertain us Rolling with a stainless Mandatory minimums couldn't tame us Knew a nigga the same size a Tookie Came back after two years Looking like Pookie Threatening to shoot me Cause I wouldn't give him a loosie
Ephemeral 00:51
They wanna hear I gotta few cases pending Love God but I'm sinnin My passions perpetuated through women But I'm passed that I'm in perfect shape I'm a prism So why would I be competin? When dreams are forever fleeting In bright lights they wanna see him And if you see it I see you I'm from where people know people And if it's beef then they heat you And if you live it's a sequel Niggas die hard Mamma screaming oh my God Ya body guard a need a body guard Atheist they wanna body God The streets is a war zone A landmine a good dude on bad times He want all yours and mine Black glock black nine Red beam till it's flat line Gettin money like it's tax time In the jungle where there's apes monkeys and snakes Niggas see you stuntin steal the stuffing off your plate You'll get it straight
Modish 01:44
ALM 01:45 video
And we struggle on these city blocks Little Semy keep the semi cocked He said niggas snitching so he wanna send them shots He know they drop He goin park up on the block hop out and make it hot I understand youngin I know ya good will hunting But there's no need for stunting Your growth Niggas is cut throat I know you and this game eloped but your wife live other folks He seen the truth behind my Alpina's How I used to twist bitches like Val Venus Plus he heard the story when I had the steamer Stanley handy And I crushed beef handily So to him I was manly And I spoke to him in a language Where he could understand me I told him these corners are suffering And we cut from a cloth if we fall down We get up again You can't hold that weight Then tuck it then Keep your bucket thin If you think you a loser you ain't goin ever win
Fata Morgana 01:56
Neter 01:26
Yes I stress sometimes I'm going through pain But I don't complain I just act the same So many things I done been through in this game Of life You know what it's like? You see I lost so many people close to me Most important one was my Mrs to be The pain Standin over her coffin while she holdin rosaries Had me feelin like tomorrow not a day I want to see Yet I walk the streets with my enemies They must think I got a bad memory Like I forgot the attempts they tried at ending me But I stay one step ahead just like a centipede Critically thinking Not thinking critical The position of my peripheral is not menial And I'm saying Some cats can't even hold a mic right How you goin bring a knife to a night fight Where niggas a spark you like a night light That'll put you to sleep Nigga night night Mamma forgive me for my transgressions


"Every single line means something"
Jean Michel Basquiat

Note from the Creator:

King Pleasure is a collection of songs I created between the years of 2009 and 2013. The driving force behind this project was catharsis. I had a need to express feelings developed from a bygone era of my life, sharing with you my experiences and ultimately my growth. Time has a funny way of grounding and allowing us to see our weaknesses. These songs have reached the ears of many throughout the years. Some I thought could help in molding them, others I believed could help in promoting them. However they never reached the most important people, you the listener. Enjoy this audio collage of life, experiences and experimentation.


released August 29, 2018

All songs mixed and mastered by Saga Asad except #9 and # 13 mixed and mastered by Mic Blaque.
Art Direction by Marlone Cole
Photography by Noah Bility


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