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Save Your Apologies

by Patrick Antonian

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1.
Takeoff 01:58
I was born in the eighties during the crack era i kept it solid thru the years check the track record I’m back better than ever representing California where we like the weed sticky but not the weather. Its the Los Angeles version of that grimy rap. rider till I die but born to fly through out the psyches map It’s not about the fame that matters so Don’t trust the fake gold chain, big as a Great Dane, I got perfect aim, and I sell packs of cocaine ass rappers stay in The lines and lane ass rappers trust they lame ass rappers Yea me and my boi Ken we going in the opposite of that slow motion shout out to solider slim tho Smoke away the nightmares trust me I seen some major anxiety pick a pack from that doctor green thumb ugh it’s like ground hogs and every days a rerun we know where to get them real guns but not the chi from (energy) meditate in the sun rays thinking bout ten acres what it take to make paper break away from the haters and spectators keep the shooters on deck but still build with the brick layers a foundation of real players yea fuck a move, we making movies now script is written by yours truly once was a man in a Cadillac with a black tool they tried to pull me down learned a valuable lesson tho you can’t rule me out yea the coach providing the soundtrack to the wave hit the pavement and bounce back to the moon like the light pulse of a lasers shit we chilling amongst the stars teamed up with the beats and the bars we outer space wit it
2.
The Wire 03:39
You a liar I could tell from events that transpired Check his attire his bitch ass prolly wearing a wire straight hustler keeping it moving im on the run While you wait patiently for moments ya that never come It’s been a rough ride but we live the The Life of some kings, it’s All in the game, u need to get clean and handle your dreams, stay committed Deserve got nothing to do with it, a man must have his code and That’s all there is to it don’t play the fool Ahh yea that’s the golden rule, there some street politics They don’t teach it in law school, this ain’t Aruba bitch you play in the dirt you getting dirty, see Business, always business and the hustlers are always serving dope on the table it’s a buyers market with cost even thru a loss stay calm through out the chaos see All the pieces matter matter fact don’t try this at home if ur with us your with us if not leave us alone A little slow a little late while I stay stacking money in the safe feeling great like the first time I got my little taste ona plate sometimes that’s all it takes going psycho like Norman bates kurtis told you these are the breaks Just cause you in the street don’t mean you don’t got options not a soul in the world that doesn’t go thru some problems see the earth is going one way & the people the other I never understood what could make you kill one of your brothers No matter how many times you get burnt, you just keep doing the same Ain’t never gonna be what it was just make it a change come at the king and you best not miss if you fucking with the program then your life is at risk We ain’t gotta dream no more Just a gangster to the core so much to endure Crawl walk and then run to the door I feel like I been here before can’t take anymore I really had so much I hope to restore to much to ignore Thin line between heaven and here and I am an Angel at war you just be leading the lambs to the slaughter I just be taking the packs to the border might as well dump em all out before we fall out and get another order you just keep doing the same thing you lame and can’t even follow a good plan If you having problems with this thot process I completely understand cause you a liar
3.
I know times are rough for everybody right now and As I lay back tryna relax burning the ganja leaves I think back to a peaceful time when pain wasn’t attacking my soul constantly but then it dawned on me I have to let it go and for all those that did me wrong you can save your late apologies There’s something in the back of my brain that keeps haunting me I’ve come to the true realization that somethings wrong with me when I’m gone fam’ll celebrate life cause death is calling me while the fake act like they really respect and honored me I’ll be loud puffing in the clouds feeling so high nothing you could say could ever get me down I’m been praying for change it took time to climb the mountain top years drinking Henny for days with suicide thoughts I found the balance in the teachings of the yin yang sending love to my days ones we truly been gang so when it’s time rep I’m never a Nervous Wreck stay calm when I eject pop em like Percocet bumping dirty cassettes smoking a cigarette if I’m busy collecting checks never no disrespect if I don’t text it’s love but make me flex just a simple couple things I wanna get off my chest Change the Narrative, You a grown man boy, its just embarrassing, yea the weed and the liquor, thats the medicine. Woring with legends, known as some veterans. We stay fly like sand scripts written in Arabic.
4.
Roach Skit 00:07
5.
I’m toxic, cause I talk sick. And when I shine it makes you haters all sick yea the real is all I have for the offering i spit sick I’m nauseous wait to the end for the plot twist I’m toxic, cause I talk sick. And when I shine I hope you haters all sick yea the real is all I have for the offering i spit sick be cautious wait to the end for the plot twist I’m toxic Yea It’s some dirty water that we swimming just to get the bag of the cash build the Benjamins ugh they lost the blueprints to the rendering where’s the car gonna go without the engine ugh yea People to obsessed with celebrity switch sides and throw away integrity just to get the five minutes of fame I ride willing to bang and die behind some change the fire behind the flame. I’ll be on a lane change maintain speed with great aim blessed with the force it takes to hustle and make wages when my family was locked up we held it down till they finally open up the cages it coulda been me it was a lesson it coulda been me so choose to take different direction did my fair share of dirt and been arrested even dabble in drugs and enter a whole different dimension why because I’m Don’t forget my piece of the pie it’s an eye for an eye yea we in this together son your beef is mine Ima prodigy when It comes to woman and wine now a days the game change it’s a lie for a lie if it’s about the money we kidnapping and duct tapping fuck a fake ass goon squad rather be cupcaking with a thick finch my Mona Lisa a rich bitch or my Indian girl the greatest adventures of slick Rick. Ugh yea Music is emotive spitting at shows like I’m cruising the hood with AKs that’s fully loaded. Ugh yea Time to wake up we overdosing and ima respect the hell outta her body over and over my girls a mix of Amy winehouse and shade so fly I might take her down in broad day do what I want give a fuck whatchyall say, Raised in the dirt, LA, repping all day
6.
I’m overwhelmed passion level staying on overload if they cut my tongue out I still be rapping in morris code. These phoneys cats be so far in their fake drama they deserve a golden globe. I’m on a road so when this whole thing is over I’m considered one the corner stones. My fortunes told an older soul with the heat of a solar flare burning down the haters till it’s all gone and they overthrown or else one day you wake up and realize that time is gone. I stay riding ona future wave who’s to say what’s the right way but todays the day to do it. I let the music speak for for itself that’s the truest standing so close to the edge I think I’m bout to loose it. Psychotherapeutic purging my emotions itsa light that sparks a live wire causing the serge to the explosion uh a thot processor lost ina timeline thats fossilized in dirt I be the first to fight Erosion huh step through doorstep of the Oldschool lost ina vortex of the old rules the brain cortex take you back to the golden era fuck remembering who had gold, money, and good leathers focus on culture and told it better
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Outro 00:18

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Ken Barbee & Patrick Antonian come together to release a collaboration album. "Save Your Apologies"

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released March 17, 2024

Producer: Ken Barbee
Lyrics: Patrick Antonian
Mix & Master: Richard Segal Huredia
Features Include: Ras Kass, Guilty Simpson, Big Twins
Scratches: Dj Mike C
Additional Scratches: Dj Bam

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