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THE GENIUS [EVIL​.​] PROJECT (2015 Project)

by King Cooley Savant

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[Intro] A spider climbs down from the web on my door And he was sure to evolve into a beetle with wings A fly drifts in and he lands on my wall To hear the beautiful stories and the rhymes that I sing The humans steps in with their pesticides They say we saving your life I'm like, "What do you mean?" They sprayin' my home And then they killed all my family And they ran out of targets Now they aiming for me [Opening Monologue] I remember once upon sometimes We were silly kids and colored in, inside these lines For several years we heard these peaced out threats Of a new world and a world war that only left us left And next Uprisings, multiple protests They wanted peace and we wanted peace but whose blood got shed And those streets did bleed And the city fatigue And not an eye did sleep 'til there were few eyes left And they told us to put the guards down and put our hands up White flags wavin' Holdin' no fear, only Gods trust And the bombs did burst The broad stripes, early lighting stars did emerge And saw these red rockets glarin' talkin' back to my words I think I was screamin' "They rapin' my people here on the cement" The birth of a nation a lone marauder Had conquered all that he could with a single semen The victim's bleeding The Emperor stands over her exposed cleavage And steals the only clothing she had so he could cover his demons The city struggles to breathe Asphyxiated while the smoke was choking the trees The sun sets bail and she's painting the leaves The monochromatics of Fall She's amused, she's appalled The irony in it all See I don't often observe I'm drowning out these thoughts with t.v. ads overheard A couple thousand dollars college dreams could be yours A cup of this concoction and your cancers is cured Freedom rings are submerged The Privileged blind and defer The grey-suits who they pay To keep us Monsters under beds as they inherent these days Yet I was raised in the sun Now I'm closing my tab The rain taps on the glass Reveals a smirk as it asks "Can Cooley come out and play? Can Cooley come out and play?" And I have no excuse for today
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[Verse One] Hanging out the window of my laboratory's temple Earth was staring back at me: "What you tryna get into? You a god?" Well I don't know That sound kinda odd And if I take on his position scared He might take me tomorrow So, I'ma play my position, positioned between me arms Pumping this heart of carbon while fabricating these bars Cuts in this arm section dissect cesarean scars No longer s-suicidal but these wounds do stay ajar Open sesame farms Where cattle be extra large And that'll be all gravy and sopping up extra carbs And wash it down with some cable This cleansing won't be too long Swim in that small intestine a bit of Vitamin R Now the science say we could be wrong And doctors say to be (e)larmed And the government say, "We sorry just poisoned your chicken parm" Darn So is this why I can't stay focused Drugs and potions Hocus pocus And I just noticed they know I know this Better keep your girl sedated Better keep your man complacent Better pay your Sunday tithes And get your crucifix adjacent 'Mazing Graces graciously gracing these gracious faces Churches inside the projects They shootin' in Pastor's office Emcees be too dishonest Liar, liar New bananas-in-pajama-rhymers Caught on fire Rest in pieces Moments Silence And I'm certain Heaven know me well But they keep me far from Heaven's gate cause I do be cold as Hell Don't feel yall female rappers' simple verses scratch-and-smells I eat your crumby tapes and spit to show for show-and-tell I hear yall calling me but I speak and I cc no evil In my email But a genius plot and a master plan for cloning cells Bread This that water These them eggs inside your pot This that yeast inside your oven This that fire food for thought This was your Facebook request Though it's not seven-minute song But you repeat three times And it's four-hundred and twenty-five seconds long
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[Verse One: Colston] This money stay coming consistent I'm lacking adrenaline It's cool to have straps I heard it through rap Put a beam in the scope of my Remington Let's post up a trap Let's set up a lab So me and trouble can get intimate Approach it with a lack of vigilance Just a rich man with a nigga sense But innocence where I consistently fail Ain't giving a shit Make these niggas repel And say get off my dick Never been to the third I'll take over the fifth Destroy the first I should win a reward for the wards I'm rehearsed through this verse that I spit Traverse through this Earth And dispersed all these words 'til it's that heard I'm that nigga with bars to the tenth To rebuild your city with diamonds and gems [Verse Two: Cooley] Gems Look at this condo I'm in This where the heavens ascend Bitch I got pesos for mercy A maid her name Angel A pay her to wash out my sins Now watch what I spend Weekend vacations again Laugh at your parents again My daddy profits And you make the product And he make the payment for lawyer defense Like look at my Benz Another collision again Blog it and make it a trend Make it an album and hit you again Like look at this money we gettin' You meeting the ends of these bullets For you gladiators to send Twerk for tuition again I don't pay for college I pay these political parties to keep out you ninety percent [Break: Young Thug Interview] [Hook] Talk my shit and get money Talk my shit and get money (x4) Cream [Verse Three: Judah Akeem] I kicking the vibe filled with that wisdom inside flicking my fingers my ting is at pivotal size look at her thighs don't be surprised if she ask where the cash at you catch her legs open boy you better smash that life that I'm living is far from imagined sex, drugs, and mystery see what life did to me becoming culture I'm cultured and passionate table of high-class man, I wanna sit plate with shame and regret side, order shrimp got a doggy0bag of leftover lobster with bits and scraps of that age-old shallowed how did we get so lost in the world everyone's with it really can't do shit (really can't do sit) everyone's with it really can't do shit
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[Verse One: Jay RUKAS] I took a look around and saw the way cash rules everything You must be living swell with the 14-k diamond ring And that's a lifestyle that we want to live in Images portraying the man buried in his riches Every day of the week they rock a new tux Spending big bucks each month must be their lust So possessing the newest things is a must And we're all categorized based off our income Oh I'm sorry like Stevie, cause I don't see all the things that shine And I wonder can I have it all in my lifetime Drowning in this regiment without a lifeline I hope y'all hear me through these hard lines In my reality there's Modern Family There's only sorrows from all these different casualties Actually this framework got us all in agony They say with all the things money can buy you'll live happily Unfortunately, it doesn't work that way for some of us And hearing that is unfathomable to some others A part of it might just be my pigment color But, I know the other is the governmental structure I'm not the only one that folds I got an open eye and it's surely not closed For this capital I'll never sell my soul I just want to know, when will this Emperor get his new clothes? [Chorus x2] Now Mr. Mirror on the wall, wall, what do you see? Is there a kingdom for a kid like me? If so, I want the gold, the cash and the clothes How much could I afford if I sold you all my soul? Now Mr. Genie Man, Genie Man, one question Is there a god that can grant me this If so, I want the gold, the cash and the clothes How much could I afford if I sold you all my soul?
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[Verse One] Well daddy left me in the jungle Told me mind my business, I'm searching for trouble Red shirt, dirty overalls, muddier knuckles Knuckle ash, four-square, block done got hot as a sauna Sandbox tippin 'round the edges and fall in the lava Me and my people bagging niggas for practical targets A couple chicken-heads was clucking adjusting their garments Garbage Tumbleweeding off the stoop Couple junkies under jungle-gyms was tweaking off the juice Got heads and pot holes And pills and cracked rocks A girl from a good home Met boys from the bad blocks And now she's out with Peter Piper picking your padlocks Bottle-popping partners in a schoolyard backdrop Puberty, Scarface, the pimples connect dots The boy bullied came back BB's in lunchbox On some load-aim-fire with his Osh Kosh hat cocked Pellet hit the kindergartener who hit the floor Ricocheted off another sucker, 'nother open sore On some "Nah, Nah, wassup" Heads go up, we bust 'em up And shots was fired at em while some girls was playing double-dutch And caught in the crosshairs Of playground warfare [Hook] The Jungle Told me mind my business, I'm searching for trouble Red shirt, dirty overalls, muddier knuckles Knuckle ash, four-square, block done got hot as a sauna Sandbox tippin 'round the edges The Monsters The Jungle Told me mind my business, I'm searching for trouble Red shirt, dirty overalls, muddier knuckles Knuckle ash, four-square, block done got hot as a sauna Sandbox tippin 'round the edges
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Another pre-teenager getting raped by the park and you asked if I'm a-scared of the dark play guns and harp strings string theories and art things woven together and folks are falling apart braids from heavy hands and hands heavily armed by Metal Gear grenades and bombs inside the palms Mr. Congressman listening through my vents and plucks my heart strings with the smallest of violins he couldn't find a problem where the impoverished begin but found my ghetto choir recite recitals and hymns through election season he leaving when it ends they ran out of trees and paint the projects with they friends thats, "Gentrify," mama say, ma see'd all her rent all got high got afford nah' lease Mama say, mama sighed took her childhood home they used to not want the hood and now they run these streets So stay awoke and stay awake we stayed awake so long got sleep deprived and never ate we have no proven points or any clearly stated case the conscious got so hungry hungry-striking out for change that's Peeta lunch in Ruins out with Katnis playing games the blood of all the martyrs and the sweat of all the saints they filtering the waters and it's dripped throughout the veins we focused and they focused making every day the same shit Get money, get money, get money, get get money, get money, get money, get gave us 40-acres and complain bout how us servants live but love our services I guess that's life that's just lives are lifeless they dead inside just like us so I'm glued to my devices where I can adjust the brightness they love our culture but they never sit beside us 'less they in Africa with lessons from the righteous and they come back to us and kill us with their rifles
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U.G.L.Y [I] 03:25
[Soft Intro] Real ugly, real ugly, real ugly, real It started getting real (x2) U-G-L-Y and [I] That it's U-G-L-Y and I My, my did my lines take five lives Real ugly, real ugly, real ugly [Verse One] Well I am The girl who kicked the hornet's nest Born in the belly of a beast inside a horror flick And since I emerged clean from that deep abyss I am now emitting glycerin from every orifice March thirteenth I was born from a single cell In a dragon's lair With a baby bottle full of nails and chloroform Nurse was the coroner Doctors in the corridor Sharpening up the swords to behead the child of Voldemort Somehow, I made it to the age of 19 Super-dopamine is what I'm writing drinking gasoline I must admit my terrified heart has kept a couple holes And some will call me abhorrent as hell but lo and behold Cooley with these 8 by 10 Frame Life of Pi might just claw your limbs Like bite, chewing and digest Closing the eyelids I heard your whack raps caught me the itis Like you don't want it with the eye of the tigress Or battle with a breed from America's finest Engineers and Aeronomic designers Was building me more neurons and bionic biceps Rose-gold soul got molested by Midas Iron-chastain belt Infra-red iris Couldn't stop a Greek god from stepping behind this Now I'm immortal from the city of Cyprus And I wake up every morning trying to clear up my sinus like (spits) spitting up diamonds Yeah I wake up every morning chewing leftover rhymers Like uh, excuse me I just got to remind them [Hook] That it's U-G-L-Y and I My, my did my lines take five lives Like U-G-L-Y and I My, I killed five guys with my rhymes Real ugly, real ugly, real ugly, real (x2) [Verse Two] Well news and Youtube might distort your views Upon the southernist Crooked government New confederates Undermining my intelligence Oh y'all irrelevant Elementary thinking we see had Lead pumping, don't cross these beams On my college campus security where do you be These niggas down the street trying to assault me Cutlery into my spleen cause niggas be salty With a side of saltine, Club Twerk Team, teen mom job dream Her boyfriend rapping He still conversing 'bout Illuminati when Clayton County's new police department be lurking Now tourists thinking we're odd for our southernal drawl You opinions quiet small for the humbler god So who are y'all Significance I do not recall But I applaud your appeal for these nothings involved We taking off [Hook]
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Black Sugar 02:42
[Frankenstein Movie plays on distant television] Bass Killer Who caught my antennas Underlying lines and fishing Catch and net my attention Brunch and lunches at Denny's Savannah honey for dinner Magnolia trees in the summer Flinging with you I remember That Spanish Moss was our cover Skin got darker as ever And your eyes blue as heaven The sweetest life of black sugar Those Bullet holes Had ruptured our skyline Another brown boy had fell inside the night time As I scroll across my timeline The Dirty-Mirror-Selfie-Queens The hustlers were selling Visine for your eye Scream, you scream Refund check team The news anchor anchors us Chem-trails as she speaks I'm gazing out window panes Inhaling back-lit marquees And think of you I prayed the Lord your soul he would keep You read me the Alchemist And we made love and fell into the sweetest dreams Where I'd forget my vaguely Yet, remember you fondly darling My darling doll I'd rush to hear your voice collect calling Behind those bars like long division Drunk-driven car collisions You remind me of my jeep I'll be remix to ignition I'll be your brakes and your engine When I feel inconsistent Here you are over persistent Shedding your hair on my pillow- Grippin' and blurrin' my vision Heard you hope to God this goddess isn't overextended But Black's conditioned in position Colonized by religion And the evils of men They say we damaging these neighborhoods they box us up in Modern entrapment my friend Wait, wait she rapping again They say they do not see me color Hope you see me ascend I hope they see us land on Plymouth Rock and lust for this box I hope you see us on these mountain tops don't act so surprised When we're invading your land But babe I come as a fan A couple fingers to these exes Hope they catch more than feelings I feel your 3 or 4 A.M. unconscious search for my hand Like we had traveled continents to trade our sugars and sand
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[Verse One] Well every morning it’s wake up to you and peace feathers Praying for God’s grace for you on each level of heaven Cause if we died here who would ever know But friends that we had told on this narrow open road We wonder if our mess up’s too big to be consoled Or this chicken noodle soup is really good for vegan souls Few forever lost a couple never knowed And some had sold they selves for pots of gold souls And three eyes to search for what two could never find The hidden and the holy ghosts in between the lines When them lines are intertwined I Kill the noise Murdered that complacency and left him paralyzed Some will save the roaches just to smash they butterflies In a sorry generation where our parents did decide That they’d spend they nine lives at the saddest nine to fives With talents never used And skills they never tried—I Live at 22 and die at forty-five right? Well sianara, cyanides, and goodbyes To my chapped-lipped splitted can’t afford it kind of times Now my freak-flag flying frequently and flying high With castles over hills And saints is overheard My love is overseen and my friends is undeserved And my conscious never clean but our confidences merge like It’s all absurd But it’s drifting and it’s word(s) [Sample] [Verse Two] Well it’s love, peaces, hymns, and hues We came to find these truths was cruel Once stoop kids kiddin’ wasn’t leaving the stoop Now it’s street tough heart cracked beaten and bruised And I’m just hoping you knew Even big bad timberwolves is haunted by the bricks and opportunities blew And the tall tales will tell That I am terrified by the life timelines and the night time news And adulthood too And how I’m personally viewed I let applause get drowned by societal boo’s And they think Cooley is cool But Trina's counting in two’s Too many fears that have creeped in my mind to include And I’m lost and I’m scared and distracted it seems All the beasts search for me when the sunshine leaves And day breaks in the banks for our 6 month debts And creeps over to devour newly found silhouettes [HOOK] But who’s the villain, villain, please remind me People killin' killin' killin' and dying Every dark cloud got silver linings But there’s water left for us So who’s the villain, villain, please remind me People killin' kill-in' killin and dying Sticks and stones break bones and IV’s But they never hurt the Wanderous Us [Sample - Outro]
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The Pressure 03:38
[Soft Hook] And you ain't got to ask You ain't got to ask You ain't got to ask The reason I'm fighting The reason I'm fighting Has always been for you It's simple and plain It's simple and plain It's basic how I feel That I would climb towers And murder these cowards for you (That I would climb towers And murder these cowards for you) [Break] [Verse One] I ain't no killer but this pressure My teeth are bitter but God bless ya You kill accounts of my life story That weight'll weigh a thousand ledgers You live your life within those margins You try and write me off these cliffs I feel you mapping out my edges You battling to sink my ships But... But my sails are soaring higher now upon a broken mass And tattered tapestry And you mark my words but mark adverbs I learned to swim and I will not drown quietly [Chorus] Amazing grace how sweet the sound Who saved a wretch like me I once was lost but now I'm found Where the waves are pressed on me And the pressure gets higher, higher higher The threshold gets higher, higher, higher When pressure gets higher, higher, higher The threshold gets higher, higher, higher
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[Intro by the late Muhammad Ali] [Soft Hook] ONE FOOT WAITIN’ FOR ME DOWN ON THE GROUND AND HAD... HANDS UP I‘M READY NOW TO TAKE OFF AND WE OFF [Verse One] WELL WE WAS FLOATIN’ ‘ROUND THE CITY DON’T KNOW WHERE WE LANDED GODS WERE KICKIN’ ROCKS AND PLYMOUTH LANDED WHERE MY HAND IS SO I’M STUCK UPON YOUR PLANET WHERE THE SOLAR PANELS DAMAGED LOCALS LOVE MY CONTRABAND AND SMOKE IT JUST TO MANAGE WHERE ARE WE WANDERING, LOST, CITY OF ATLANTA I SURE DO LOVE YOUR ENERGY BUT CANNOT STAND YOUR GRAMMAR OR THESE KIDS THAT YOU PRODUCIN’ BLOWIN’ SMOKE UPON YOUR CANVAS BUT I GUESS I CAN’T BE TOO CONCERNED THEY LIVIN’ OFF THE MAYANS LET THEM N---S FLY ON WHATEVER THEY GET HIGH ON I SIT WITH THE BIRDS AND LOOK TO GOD TO KEEP MY EYE ON HE SAID, WH-WH-WHY YOU STARIN’? YOU REPELLIN’ OFF MY IONS DON’T BE SCARED OF INTROSPECTION GET YOUR LIFE OF PI ON I SAID RIGHT ON [HOOK X2] I HAD ONE FOOT WAITIN’ FOR ME DOWN ON THE GROUND AND HAD TWO HANDS UP I‘M READY NOW TO TAKE OFF, TAKE OFF, TAKE OFF, TAKE OFF AND WE OFF, AND WE OFF , AND WE OFF, AND WE OFF [VERSE TWO] I WATCHIN’ AS THE OAK TREES BURNIN’ UP I FEEL INDIFFERENT TO THE WEATHER CAN WE TURN IT UP? MY BONES ARE BLAZING WHILE THE PILOT PUMP THE BRAKES AND WE STOP AT MY MISTAKES STRIKING MATCHES TO DECISIONS THAT I MADE AND I FINALLY SIT MYSELF UPON THIS FIRE AND THE ANGELS ARE AMAZED AT THE ASHES AND THE DIFFERENT SHADES OF GRAY OKAY, WELL MISTER TELL ME THIS HOW DO YOU HANDLE IT BEING THE SUN AND BURNING A BILLION OF MILES AWAY? HOW DO YOU SAY TO ALL THE HUMANS THAT YOU HAVE ENRAGED FOR SHORTENING NIGHTS AND THEN WARMING THE DAYS THAT YOU ARE JUST SORRY FOR IMPLEMENTING ALL THE DAMAGE AND CARBON THAT COMES FROM YOUR RAYS? BUT AFTER THE OPPOSITION THAT YOU FACED YOU’RE TURNING HUMBLY CENTERED IN SPACE SO WHY SHOULD I APOLOGIZE BECAUSE I’M SHINING BY DESIGN GASOLINE UP TO MY WINGS BEFORE I DIE, I GUESS IT’S TIME TO SAY GOODBYE AS I COLLIDE AS I WAS HURDLING UP TO THE SKY GRAVITY NERVOUS OF LETTING ME FLY I COULD SEE FEAR IN THE FRONT OF HER EYES WHILE I AM JUST SENDING MYSELF TO THE LIGHTS CLOSER THE FEELING UNTIL MY DEMISE SHE GRABBED ONE FOOT WEIGHIN’ ME DOWN ON THE GROUND I HAD TWO HANDS UP, I’M READY NOW TO TAKE OFF, TO TAKE OFF TO TAKE OFF, TO TAKE OFF TO TAKE OFF, TO TAKE OFF AND WE OFF, AND WE OFF I HAD [Hook] [Sample - Outro "I'm Gonna Show You How Great I Am"]
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[Sounds of the Atimah Tribe Playing] [Verse One] Floating now we landed now we’re somewhere takin’ off Dancin’ out the demons while y'all takin’ up the wall Yeah we sweatin’ out these evils harnessin’ the Heavens and we’re driftin’ over islands to infinity beyond ‘bout a hundred thousand feet below a fever that’s infectin‘ all the faculty and people but these people know whats up and that passage that you preachin’ got us thinkin’ that we’re lost like i lost it now and i found it cant you see we left the grounded and i’m gone [Hook] went from ashy to classy to banking like Ashley to pulled over by Faschi’s now these police don’t harrass me Broke and busted vehicle that backseat looking nasty all the trips that we’ve been taking now my, my voucher saying that we made it

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The origin story of Cooley J Savant
More at hearcooleyspit.tumblr.com

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released March 31, 2015

SOUND:
Brock Berrigan
A. Joy
Syburnette of BluntGutsNation
Buddah $PK
Jay Rukas
Donny Darko
JiJo of DopeNorteria
Lasers

Interludes:Glen Thomas

Sound Engineer: C Lidz, Ikan Productions, Cooley Savant


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Photography / Consultant: Audrey Pray Jr

Photography: KB Ansari

Illustrator: Stephen Davis

Design / Art Direction: Cooley Savant

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