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1. |
Before Introducing
00:19
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2. |
Ghetto Queen
04:41
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May I introduce myself
My name is Pharu
Also call myself the bushdoctor
and I'm here to introduce you...
I mean entertain you.
You know what it be!
Along with my Queen
Verse1
It's that fire
and it's inside her that makes her shine like a messiah!
My Ghetto Queen's the number 1
Love of my life
and source of energy just like the sun.
And Amun Ra's the highest 1?
My Ghetto Queen's the flyest 1!
And the reasons for all them things I do.
Them things in life I receive
be the reasons I continue.
And late outside in the streets
you better watch out to who ya speak
'cause you find pickpockets and cheats.
But my Ghetto Queen always connects me
with the right kind of peeps.
Her sense of tact got me giving her the lead.
In al them things she do
I let her proceed.
There's nothing in this world she can't do!
She mastered styles of Wu-Tang Kung-Fu
and mastered the 1,2
with them Bantus too.
Crazy things she do!
And she knows I like to hit Mary Jane
'cause she ease the pain
and her flavor's like sugarcane,
sweet.
And when both of them meet,
believe I'm staying!
My Ghetto Queen, she hates boredom
and lets me do up to foursomes.
Awesome!
How ignore them,
since they got me right there...
with the drums and the snare.
Constantly improving in my lair.
Now,
Rhymes and so I've got to share
in the scenes.
Right in between
fiends and Dope MCs.
MJ and my Ghetto Queen got us rocking the spot with ease.
Nigga, Please
Hook
It's that fire x2
It's that fire
and it's inside her
that makes her shine like a Messiah!
Verse 2
A toast to the dream.
Roll up a spliff for the Queen.
She hits the right spots like around 90bpm.
But, yea my nigga.
Whatever, man!
I take them words and start releasing 'em.
Aint never had no beef with 'em.
Some cats start squeezing in
'cause she cooking up something marvellous with the right seasonings.
She represents all 'em 4 Elements
and I've been in love with her,
like for ever since!
Got love for her flavors and I'm still eating it.
Heard she been down,
like since the 80's and I'm still beating it.
But how can age even matter
when her flavour crazy.
Heard she been trapping lately.
Damn she impress me by the daily!
She introduced me to the tribe
and now I'm down with the vibes
and if you down too,
then holla when you ready to ride!
Representing the swag the daily concept.
Queen by my side on my conquest,
no need to know where them hoes at.
Taking off past the skies and I aint even hit the bong yet.
Bringing mass hysteria to your ears like a bomb threat.
Yea, Yea it's all that
and even more!
But my nigga, yea. What do you know?!
Can you get down with the rythm?
Let me ask you again.
Can you get down with the rythm?
'cause if you can't, step aside pumpkin
'cause the Queen has risen!
Showing you the path out of your mental prison.
And if you can't follow, nigga what's with you?
Is you
not accommodated to our rituals?
When it gets you,
you'll understand her miracles,
and it's true.
Everything she harvests eatable
Attaboy,
aint that incredible!?
Amount of power she vibrating aint even measurable
Man she got me feeling invisible,
she got me feeling invisible
Hook
It's that fire x2
It's that fire
and it's inside her
that makes her shine like a Messiah!
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3. |
Mad World
02:32
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Verse 1
Tight Nikes on my feet.
Mad swag, bringing that heat.
Nigga, bring your beef!
I be roasting it
'cause I need something to eat.
Niggaz hungry for that shit, namean!?
Gott act like a fiend.
Gotta hustle and grind, my nigga.
Gotta get a piece of mine, my nigga.
And I don't give a fuck if the money clean.
It's a mad world where I've been.
Started realising
and all that analysing
got my mind fucked up!
And I aint biting my tongue for anybody!
Gotta get that black Tux!
Playing it hard shorty
and that's what's up!
Smoking mad stuff,
mad Kush to get me high enough.
It's a mad world my nigga
and everybody's a sinner.
Gotta have respect for that peace and love
but its that money that's gone buy your dinner!
Hook
Mad World, my nigga.
Mad World I figured.
Mad World for a child but I've been delivered.
Mad World I figured.
Mad World, my nigga.
Everybody got a lil bit of sinner in him
Mad World I figured.
Mad World, my nigga
Mad World for a child but I've been delivered.
Mad World I figured.
Mad World, my nigga.
Everybody got a lil bit of sinner in him
Verse 2
Sometimes confused 'cause what I see's ridiculous.
But fuck it!
I only got one talent, so I stick with it.
Aint nothing above!
When I hear some thing miraculous
I tackle it!
If the shit's dop,
my nigga sample it!
Now, why's you acting like a bitch while we just doing our thing?
You really got to manage it.
Sit back, relaxe and let us handle it.
Now, why you tryna kill that vibe?
Bitch, what's happening?
Acting like you need my attention.
I don't like your reflection.
Just to have it mentioned,
we aint making no connections.
From now on I'm only bringing savage actions.
So only thing you hear's my savage accent.
And I don't give a Fuck what none of y'all saying!
So, why you asking?
Bu, yeat sure I'ma say it again!
It's them Ancestores I represent.
BushDoctor to the very end!
Hook
Mad World, my nigga.
Mad World I figured.
Mad World for a child but I've been delivered.
Mad World I figured.
Mad World, my nigga.
Everybody got a lil bit of sinner in him
Mad World I figured.
Mad World, my nigga
Mad World for a child but I've been delivered.
Mad World I figured.
Mad World, my nigga.
Everybody got a lil bit of sinner in him
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4. |
Standard Procedure
03:02
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Standard Procedure.
City lights, smoke loud, stay loud
Standard Procedure .
City Vibes, 24/7 all out
Standard Procedure.
Give it all
'cause we need to.
Pumping loud Musik out the speakers.
Weed and fly Bonitas
Standard Procedure.
Standard Procedure.
Verse1
My people closest telling me don't force it.
Let it come naturally
and you'll be ready.
But let me tell you actually,
I've been ready.
And never ready at the same time.
Even when exhausted
Picking up energies from different sources.
BushDoctor must have lost it.
Somewhere feeling like a Prophet.
Trapped in between City Jungle Lights
and making a profit.
Writing down rhymes
aligned in lines
tryna figure out new designs
'cause trapping aint mine.
Really, Though!
Guess I should be taking some time,
for replenishing.
But bitch ass enemies won't settle down either.
That's why I'm smoking the reefer,
filling up my ether.
Young African tryna become greater then Caesar.
Fuck what you heard,
rather take advice from Shiva.
Biggest sin of mine: born a believer.
Kush God stay high!
Standard Procedure.
Hook
Standard Procedure.
City lights, smoke loud, stay loud
Standard Procedure .
City Vibes, 24/7 all out
Standard Procedure.
Give it all
'cause we need to.
Pumping loud Musik out the speakers.
Weed and fly Bonitas
Standard Procedure.
Standard Procedure.
Verse 2
4hrs of sleep
and music pumping out the speakers again.
This habit aint gone find an end.
Just relax, take it in.
Be like water my friend!
Vaporize
and let it drop again.
Splendid!
All the time spended
got my mind expanded.
Done met evil on my travels.
On guard for the devil
got another year granted.
Aint nothing worked out the way I planned it.
Aint never had a plan to start with.
Another day I wake up and give thanks
to my beloved departed.
Now it's time I get my shit started.
Get my shit together, get it working.
Gotta get 'em booties twerking.
Young nigga thirsting
for what's lurking
behind 'em curtains.
Can't be sure for certain.
But wanna take a look
or die a crook
in them history books.
Hook
Standard Procedure.
City lights, smoke loud, stay loud
Standard Procedure .
City Vibes, 24/7 all out
Standard Procedure.
Give it all
'cause we need to.
Pumping loud Musik out the speakers.
Weed and fly Bonitas
Standard Procedure.
Standard Procedure.
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5. |
Tha Bushdoctor
03:38
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Listening to Pac
growign up
changed my mentality, sure enough.
Signs of a thug nigga were showing up.
I wanted to be just like him.
Thuglife until I die
and still enlightend.
To Paps disliking;
should have become a doctor or something
but I started writing.
It started right then
Wanted to become that nigga who'd make change.
But everything don't stay the same.
Life's a bitch!
Fuck her good any time just to keep her entertained.
I mean,
I got older.
And that aint change much about my persona
but B.I.G. was lurking 'round the corner.
that shit hit me heavily
when his shit dropped unexpectedly
like bird shit.
I quit writing verses
started free styling over beats effectively
and it was with it.
Now, when people speak about me
they call me the wordsmith.
Why you gone doubt me?
When the beat's pumping right,
then let me work it.
This right here
My only purpose.
Rapping 'til my shit's perfect!
Hook
Tha Bushdoctor.
Inhaling heavenly sins from the depth of hell.
Telling his tells
Tha Bushdoctor
selling his spells
and medicines that prepell
against many sins
Tha Bushdoctor.Tha Bushdoctor.
Been in the game
ever since Busta knocked my out my boots.
Back then
people used to call me cute.
Still a child,
Hip Hop infected me to the roots.
Now, I kill wack rap effectively when I shoot.
Call me that Mac
who's bringing phat back
to the booth.
I thank y'all for the styles you introduced
'cause now, you talk about it while I live it.
I'm right duninnit (down in it)
Stakes is High
but i'ma keep on popping til my spells is finished.
Take some time to replenish
and I'm right back at it!
Sending Wack MCs to the clinic.
Things is getting illmatic
by the minute.
Blessed to be born a Voodoo Child
'cause my rhymes don't diminish.
It started back then
and it's still growing vividly.
It don't stop, won't stop!
And it's been said again;
93 'til infintiy!
Hook
Tha Bushdoctor.
Inhaling heavenly sins from the depth of hell.
Telling his tells
Tha Bushdoctor
selling his spells
and medicines that prepell
against many sins
Tha Bushdoctor.Tha Bushdoctor.
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6. |
1992 Skit
00:38
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7. |
Brave
02:24
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Another day waking up with nothing in my belly.
Breath stinking and my neighbors can smell me.
I know to you my lifestyles fucked up
but there aint nothing you can tell me.
And what the fuck's that bullshit you tryna sell me?
Bullshit talk, like early early on the morning.
Barely woke up, and I'm still yawning.
Aint shit happening
except for my nigga still snoring.
Right time Tele starts ringing.
To my ears it sounds like sirens singing.
Day barely started but nigga 'ready has to bring it!
Long time victim of the hustle.
So every move I do,
I do with caution.
Everyday struggle's exhausting.
But look at the way that I'm bossing.
Aint no need for forcing!
Everything happens automatically.
Why them people now actually mad at me?
I'm just glad to be!
Nigga, who you be
tryna tell me who to be?
Nigga, let me be. Let it be.
Nigga, ce's la vie!
Waking up with my brains fucked up.
But I can't get enough.
I feel like rapping
so when the beat's pumping, nigga keep ya mouth shut.
24/7 rumble in the jungle,
call it mambo, jambo.
Exercising all day
wordplay
while the hustle hard
but nigga, anyway.
Gotta keep on working towards greatness!
I don't know what fate is
and I can't wait 'til I find out.
I'ma just make it.
And why's sky the limit
when I've seen people on the moon?
But the world is mine
and I aint came to visit
and I aint leaving too soon!
Hook
NiggaI'ma take it all
...... Ima take it all x3
And I aint about to fall
Nigga, Ima take it all!
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8. |
24/24
02:59
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It's Pharu Nathuwene Twalib,
A.K.A. tha BushDoctor,
also called a sorcerer.
It's cliche;
I like eating chickened don't mind no Worcester.
Got respect for Women,
especially my beloved sister.
But now and then still call 'em bitches.
I give thanks
and sing chants
to my ancestors and pray the for fill my wishes.
My Mindest might be hard to understand.
I believe I'm a reincarnated black man.
Those things for example.
I could explain more
but don't know if you could follow
what's going on in my temple.
Aint never been obsessed by the bible!
Where I'm from Preacher only preaching for the title.
Money, Booze and Hoes the only thing he believe in.
So the words he speaking
really aint reliable.
Still he fly though!
Hitting on all 'em Women like he Pretty Flako.
Respect my nigga!
Still God my biggest Idol.
So I plan to create!
Time is Money and Money is time, really aint no time to waste.
Put in some effort and get it working my nigga,
everything else can wait!
Seen I come a far way 'til now.
Asking myself if Mama proud.
'cause I aint a young boy no more.
I smoke and drink liquor.
Get the Picture?
I smoke tokes
and tell nasty jokes
to my folks.
I talk that talk. I walk that walk.
and some would say I'm a bad influence.
I'm just tryna make percents
and nothing any more makes a sense.
Y'all aint never been to the place I descent
FROM
and it don't matter.
Just know that y'all aint gone tell me nothing.
Young black kid tryna amount to something.
Beats is pumping
'em niggaz rumbling
I just roll the way I need to function.
Aint came this far through assumptions.
Something a lil more like magic.
Now, who's that nigga who's supposed to have it?
Young Black Magic Kid with all his habits?
That's something you can't imagine,
but sure something I'm tryna menage.
Young Black Magic Kid Pharu,
also called a savage.
But world know that aint true.
Yea, sure.
My mentality like I don't give a fuck!
attitude like Wagwan and Bombaclut.
Rude Bwoy things and all that.
But I guess that's just how a brother do!
Young Black Magic Kid born '92
with something to prove
and I'm showing it.
By the way:
Thanks and praizes Lord,
Paps and Mama too.
And all them things in life I received.
The good, the bad and then came the weed.
Plus the rap,
and now I can't stop 'til I own it!
Got the daily hustle too.
So I smoke my daily chronic,
to get my black ass entertained.
I know it aint all fun and games.
There's a whole lot of shit to run,
again and again.
Just to make sure that shit aint in vain.
Again and again.
Just to make sure that shit aint in vain.
Again and again.
Hook
24/24
Again and again. Again and again.
24 hours a day.
Again and again. Again and again.
24/24
Again and again
24/24
24 hours a day.
Again and again Again and again
24/24
Again and again. Again and again.
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