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JOURNEY
03:08
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JOURNEY
I lost this part of myself thinking my rapping was done
Lost the inspiration, no navigation to where the passion came from
Lost the motivation for far too many of Max’s laps ‘round the sun
Until I Stopped caring about who listened and let it happen for fun
So Maybe The MAXtape means more
Than any other raps from before
I’m shooting no look shots just happy if they happen to score
These songs are the rainbows and the sunshine you see after the storm
Function, fashion and form lost to smashing the norm
Ima a human I don’t know what I’m doin or why I’m doin it
When I do get to pursuing a dream don’t know why I ruin it
Every lie has true in it
Every sky has blue in it
Every cry has you in it
Every eye that’s viewing it, sees the tears as glistening
To every ear that’s listening
Every time I get inspired now I hold onto that feeling like a drowning man holding onto his last breath
I used to be afraid of growing up and getting older until I realized that there’s so much more for us past death
Still CaliforniALIVE to this day, you know I’m riding the wave
No longer hide or afraid until I slide in a grave
Let go of pride but stay brave
And feed your mind what it craves
Find your island or cave
See you’re fine now you’re saved
CELEBRATE, CELEBRATE, CELEBRATE, CELEBRATE
Squeeze the juice of the lime and then drop the rind in the vodka
Staying unconfined in my mind while I'm realigning my chakras
My tongue can twist up a rhyme as soon as it’s time for Chief Rocka
Boom Shaka Laka I’ll make ya shake your behind in some Dockers
Take a walk along the shore before you fall into the sea
Be like water without form and you can always be so free
Lyrical powers growing flowers let me pollenate this beat
So y’all can hate this bee or just call it great ITS HEAT
Life is hard to not just see, it as this never ending constant battle
Like You’re tryna ride the horse but can’t seem to stay on the saddle
Like you’re stuck in shits creek and You gotta use your arms to paddle
Never can you find the balance between being calm and rattled
So bad It feels like living in hell in this doomed area
Til Ya take a step back and a smell of the plumerias
Then ride that floral wave can’t tell where the bloom carry ya
A place where you fall in love with the bud and the shrooms marry ya
So walk down the path that you know for nostalgia
Or run down the path of unknown for adventure
Relive your fondest memories or go for the wilder
Without takin a chance never know where it sent ya
The flow I present ya is rain, leave you wet for sure
Verses so vivid, I spit it, ya smell the petrichor
When it comes to obeying orders I think less is more
The worlds a mess, who knows what comes next - EXPLORE
May the soles of my boots last so long to endure every step that my journey may take me
May the soul at my roots be so strong to endure every blow when the journey may break me
May the cross that I bear remain steady enough on my journey to keep me from dropping
May the crown that I wear remain heavy enough that my journey is never forgotten
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PRACTICE
04:28
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PRACTICE
I'm sittin on a periwinkle blue bench on my back patio sippin on a glass of rye.
It's 70 degrees with a breeze, blowin trees, I mean the wind as well as me, bet yo' ass I'm high.
No need for a war, lemme pacify.
Move the hatred aside, let it pass me by.
I'll answer any question, except if you ask me why.
Free as a feather forever, not the last to fly.
Life's short, play it harder than a sport on a court, because in the end everybody has to die.
Put a pistol in the air and you blast the sky,
Like you could hit the man above and make that bastard cry.
That's blas-phem-I, I mean blasphemy.
Another bullet and you pull it, now you blast for me.
Now you've killed God and MAX M. ILL but is your task complete?
Barrel pressed against your temple, now they pass in three.
But not this time 'cause I'm alive and so I'm guessing God has intervened.
Which means you couldn't kill him either, maybe thoughts were in between,
The possibility of murder and a lot of grisly scenes,
Or recognizing that this was a peaceful jam, you missed the theme.
Twist the green, get high as me, I'm loving the view.
Another cold brew and a shot of Tullamore Dew.
Never stressing the obstacles I'm shovin' on through.
Wanna bury the bullshit? I got a shovel for you!
Dig it - like you tryna hit the bottom of a lava pit
Or buried treasure where I'd measure something that I gotta get.
Open up the chest to read you this important document,
I can reassure you that it's not a fuck and not a shit,
It's not a single care, I'm tryna bring awareness to the moment.
Never waste it, never chase it, just embrace that shit and own it.
When it comes to being happy this might be the main component.
What the fuck do I know? But it sounds kinda life changin' don't it?!
Been gone for too long but I'm back to thrill.
This track's for Phil - we talkin bout PRACTICE, chill!
I'm laughing still, never have I lacked the skill.
What should the next rhyme be? Oh yeah - MAX. M ILL!
Too many freestyles, why'd I never stack the bills?
Why'd I never play arenas that were packed to gills?
Why can't I just enjoy tequila and my dad can grill?
I treat the beat like I'm Vegeta, damn I have to kill.
I'm crackin' lil inside jokes but the flow sick.
Barbershop quality - yo' bars barely BoRics.
You don't get that line, I give two fucks, no shits.
Said the same thing last verse, you should know this.
And you should notice, clearly my bro's missed.
Batman Forever and I'm Seal with the Rose Kiss.
Aiming at the target never fear that I'm gon' miss.
I'ma go the hardest, they won't cheer if there's no risk.
So it's - not about applause at all.
Wish that everybody wins, nobody lost to fall.
Don't think my shit is clever, whatever, I'll cause a brawl.
To be a rebel forever, love me flaws and all.
Can't pause or stall 'til I reach the end of my goal.
Taken broken pieces of a man to mend to a whole.
All the tears that I've shed were merely cleansing my soul.
Give me the strength the handle everything I'm meant to control.
I went down the whole, chasing the rabbit, traveling to Wonderland.
Riding through my mind as it unravels, try to understand.
I'm runnin - damn, the judge has got a gavel and a gun in hand.
So I'm the outlaw hoppin on my saddle as a wanted man.
But let's get back to Earth we lost in my universe see,
I'll provide you some mercy, I get livest on verse 3.
I'm the ILLEST, I don't think coronavirus can curse me.
A freestyle for the kid rocking' the Iverson jersey.
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3. |
DAFFODILLS
04:34
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DAFFODILLS
I'm BACK you better BRACE yourself, don't know if you can handle MAX
Spittin' fire, drippin' higher level than some candle wax
My songs are Timberland boots at the beach, nah these ain't sandal tracks
Dismantle facts into little riddles written with vandal acts
Graffiti random raps, spray paint my bars on bricks
Custom Chucks up on my feet so please just pardon my kicks
Always believed I could ascend into the stars from the sticks
The prestige is part of the trick and so my art is a mix
Of magic, madness, mindfulness and motivational speech
A vibrant voice always authentic with the occasional reach
Without the patience to preach but the inspiration to teach
How to transform grey skies to a sunny day at the beach
God's in every grain of sand, I know I said it before
Sip spirits with shaky hands, I gotta steady the pour
Got pistols to go with pencils, using lead even more
I'm always praying for peace and yet I'm ready for war
I'm unruly with no studio, so now I think that you should know
By summer I'll go dumber and be right back with that stupid flow
And I don't mean it in the sense to say that my IQ is low
But truly though, the rumors show your dude has got the cue to blow
Got keef under my cuticles, the doobie rolled, I'm smokin
No need to try to fix it if it aint already broken
So sit back and let it soak in, if it isn't thought provokin
My apologies, the scholarly still have to get a joke in
Scribble words so sloppy on the pad, you see 'em think a child had wrote this
Max be spittin' nasty, if you ask me, say my style the grossest
Open up my mouth, it's like my raps be reeking halitosis
You aint heard about it? Bet yo ass that yo best pal would know this
Now ya notice: power, focus, bringing all the best forth
No direction, broken compass, EAST, SOUTH, WEST, NORTH
Supposedly it's cool to be cozy, what I get dressed for?
My bros are rockin robes and I'm showing up in my sweat shorts
And they ask me if I'm rappin still
I tell 'em "HELL YEAH, YOU KNOW THE NAME, MAX. M ILL!"
Always laid back and chill
Like I was laying in a field full of DAFFODILS
I said, man they ask me if I'm rappin still
I tell 'em, "HELL YEAH, YOU KNOW THE NAME, MAX. M ILL!"
Always laid back and chill
Like I was laying in a field full of DAFFODILS
I watched a butterfly fade into the horizon
Like a sailboat floating out over the ocean skies and
Realized that my reality is only in my eyes and
My imagination may create scenery more surprising
Than the simple thoughts and literal images of the average man
I'm staring at the city streets and seeing them as savage lands
Viewing fields of flowers as kaleidoscopes of cabbage and
I'm flexing in my same old fashion like this shit's a lavish brand
Making my own clothes and creating my own flows
I'm determined to be myself more than anything else
'Cause I just wanna make art but deep inside of my heart
I can't be the guy with the sign saying, "ANYTHING HELPS"
I'm badder than M. BISON and writing as cold as ice 'n
I've learned throughout my life that almost anything melts
You can listen to my lyrics but if they don't touch your spirit
I'm happy that you can hear it, but is anything felt?
That's too deep, lemme try and stop, my verse is carved in Mayan rocks
Wilder than the creatures in Australia like a flying fox
My punchlines are Mike Tyson in his prime, you wanna try and box?
Gimme a two clap and a Ric Flair, shout out to Ryan Cox
***CLAP CLAP -- WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!***
This is the MAXtape, live from the living room
Sippin Irish whiskey, gettin' high while I give it to'em
Feeling like when Phil and I caught vibes when we did them shrooms
Sweepin' other rappers to the side, lemme get the broom
These jerks be fakin' like turkey bacon just lurkin' waitin'
For you to slip up, get hurt and break and then you're mistaken
So swerve on Satan, deter the hatin', be pure and great and
You're sure to shake 'em and rise above the infuriation
You heard me saying, Yes I'm rappin still
What else would you expect? Ayo it's MAX M. ILL!
Always laid back and chill
Like I was laying in a field full of DAFFODILS
DAAAAANNNNCEEE BREEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAKKKKKKKK!!!!!
BOUNCE BOUNCE BOUNCE
BOUNCE BOUNCE BOUNCE
Yeah you heard the beat
Now I'm on Bourbon Street
You heard that beat switch up
I'm on Bourbon Street wit ya
Yeah you heard the beat
Now I'm on Bourbon Street
You heard that beat switch up
I'm on Bourbon Street wit ya
BOUNCE
And they ask me if I'm rappin' still
I tell 'em, "HELL YEAH, YOU KNOW THE NAME, MAX M. ILL!"
Always laid back and chill
Like I was laying in a field full of DAFFODILS
They ask me if I'm rappin still
I tell 'em, "HELL YEAH, YOU KNOW THE NAME, MAX M. ILL!"
Always laid back and chill
Like I was laying in a field full of DAFFODILS
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BLANKET IN THE SAND
04:29
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BLANKET IN THE SAND
Feelin most inspired when I’m writing beach side
I want the biggest hugs man you gotta reach wide
And squeeze tight arms wrapped around each side
Humility is the ill in me no I don’t preach pride
I need more smiles and less mean mugs
And weed in piles the only clean drug
Less fake gangsters that only seem thug
And better sleep anybody got a dream plug?
No more nightmares my demons don’t fight fair
Waking up in sweats breathing heavy got my wife scared
Heart is always on my sleeve and my soul I might bare
Tryna get my shit together I don’t think I’m quite there
Nothings ever perfect so it’s more about improvement
Life is always worth it long as forward is the movement
I can drop the beat and make you wonder where the groove went
I guess my thoughts complete I’m just giving you my two cents
AND ALL OF THIS WAS WRITTEN WHILE I STARE AT THE PACIFIC
TELL YOU THAT IM LIVING GREAT NO NEED TO SHARE ANY SPECIFICS
ROLL A SPLIFF OR TWIST A JOINT, YEAH I WISH THAT YOU COULD JOIN
CUZ LIFE CAN CHANGE IN AN INSTANT LIKE THE FLIPPING OF A COIN
AND ALL OF THIS WAS WRITTEN ON A BLANKET IN THE SAND
IF YOU ASK ME HOW IM LIVING I SAY THANKS IM FEELIN GRAND
AND I HOPE THE SAME FOR YOU, IMA SIP A DRANK OR TWO
WHILE I WATCH THE WAVES ROLL IN, I NEVER WANNA CHANGE THIS VIEW
We don’t wanna grow older but we post in the sun
Aging ourselves until the point that our days mostly are done
Nah that’s a negative view of it and I won’t be the one
To not live in the moment with the focus on fun
Lemme see them tan lines summertimes when ya man shines
Pullin up with that rare energy that you can’t find
Living on the west side, been my favorite hand sign
Don’t care bout Instagram shine or blowing up like landmines
Cuz I Been rappin since landlines, phones with the rotary
Every time I drop a verse you know that it’s poetry
Mind you I follow my heart but my soul is controlling me
The ocean wit flows you see a pro with it vocally
Grow from the broken piece like petals of a succulent
Shining in the sand just like the metal of a lucky cent
Want a mansion on the beach but I would settle for an ugly tent
So I could crash on every coast and set up where the fuck we went!
AND ALL OF THIS WAS WRITTEN WHILE I STARE AT THE PACIFIC
TELL YOU THAT IM LIVING GREAT NO NEED TO SHARE ANY SPECIFICS
ROLL A SPLIFF OR TWIST A JOINT, YEAH I WISH THAT YOU COULD JOIN
CUZ LIFE CAN CHANGE IN AN INSTANT LIKE THE FLIPPING OF A COIN
AND ALL OF THIS WAS WRITTEN ON A BLANKET IN THE SAND
IF YOU ASK ME HOW IM LIVING I SAY THANKS IM FEELIN GRAND
AND I HOPE THE SAME FOR YOU, IMA SIP A DRANK OR TWO
WHILE I WATCH THE WAVES ROLL IN, I NEVER WANNA CHANGE THIS VIEW
I love the smell of suntan lotion, sand, ocean
Ice cold beer in my hand, now that’s my damn potion
Sometimes the pace is such a race gotta slow this mans motion
Take a few hours to smell the flowers quite a grand notion
To miss the beauty in life would be a blunder or travesty
When the world we live in is so full of wonder and majesty
On my Steel City Surfboard, no one is as rad as me
No verse is gonna be average G when I done it so savagely
21 or Randy Macho Man or Megan the Stallion
Dropping gems like a sloppy jeweler bootlegging medallions
I’m the head of the wild ones like I led the battalion
Omelette em beg for an album like an egg with the scallions
Just lemme keepin rippin flows while I’m sippin Pacifico
Hope I spit it prolific yo, Shaq and Kobe the give and go
You can check out my fit and know like the ocean my drip is WHOA
Wrote this on a blanket in the sand staring at the Pacific yo
But listen though it isn’t so sunny at times there’s shade and fog
Rest In Peace to Gator there will never be a greater dog
AND ALL OF THIS WAS WRITTEN WHILE I STARE AT THE PACIFIC
TELL YOU THAT IM LIVING GREAT NO NEED TO SHARE ANY SPECIFICS
ROLL A SPLIFF OR TWIST A JOINT, YEAH I WISH THAT YOU COULD JOIN
CUZ LIFE CAN CHANGE IN AN INSTANT LIKE THE FLIPPING OF A COIN
AND ALL OF THIS WAS WRITTEN ON A BLANKET IN THE SAND
IF YOU ASK ME HOW IM LIVING I SAY THANKS IM FEELIN GRAND
AND I HOPE THE SAME FOR YOU, IMA SIP A DRANK OR TWO
WHILE I WATCH THE WAVES ROLL IN, I NEVER WANNA CHANGE THIS VIEW
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ANANDAMIDE
04:02
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ANANDAMIDE
I'm back up on my rap shit wrote that with an exclamation point
Still Californialive left the dispensary, let's blaze a joint
Of medical or maybe try some edibles or crazy oint-ments
For enjoyment so ya boy went to the shaman, praise, anoint
Me with that magic oil that he made out of a flower
So it came up from the soil and it gave me all this power
Used to wrap my teeth in foil, fuck the haters and the cowards
With my ghetto grill I said I'm iLL, my name just scream it louder
Yeah I’m proud to be a stoner but it’s known that I’m a lot more
I Started writing this verse walking outta the pot store
Weed butter brown sugar chili pepper Potcorn
The most spectacular snack if you ask and I am not torn
Bought more tree than I needed for free lighters
Now I’m smokin on this shit that’s called Blanka like Street Fighter
Id say I’m a free writer. My day couldn’t be brighter.
And my bars are extra small yoga pants couldn’t be tighter
My joints look like a fuzzy green fat dude rockin a tube top
Smokin last years harvest while cultivating a new crop
High enough that I see the universe in a dew drop
Call this Tutti Fruity make ya Wop-bop-a-loo-bop
Rest In Peace to Tupac, I’m smokin on that Bomb First
Blaze after a bad day, you’ll say “It could’ve gone worse”
You thought I wasn’t gonna reference weed? You picked the wrong verse
This was a love letter to Mary Jane but a song works - she da SWEETEST
As long as my bong works and the flower is fluffy
Or big doinks of the diesel that turn the sour to stuffies
I might catch the munchies so bad I’ll devour a puppy
Sorry I took it too far, I know in an hour you’ll love me
Cuz once that edible hit you ain’t remembering shit
Get an incredible lift when the ganja ember is lit
Said I don’t roll those supermodel joints all slender and fit
My day one fans know that The Contenders a hit
So high that I look down from where we are and see a mountain top
My flow just keeps on going every bar is like a fountain drop
When I see the bottom of the jar you know I’m bound to cop
I gotta smoke to stay amongst the stars or else my sound’ll stop
I’m lying, I quit rappin and my voice echoes eternally
But when I’m writing verses for certain bet that I’m burnin tree
Mouth is wet from that herbal tea now I’m set for it verbally
Swear it’s best just this jernt n me all respect due to Curren$y
Nah it’s best when it’s her and me, I mean blazin with Bean
She blows a shotgun I say I feel amazing my queen
She ignites my every night and makes my days into dreams
And when Mary Jane intervenes it’s all praises to green!
Fuck what displays on your screen and get connected to Earth
Inhale a breath of the herb and know you’re blessed from your birth
Recognize your essence and purpose you’re never less than your worth
Let’s get so high up in this session that all expressions are mirth
Smokin in the sunshine, Gettin tan and high
Unlocking my joy molecule, anandamide
They say you are what you eat well then ya man is fried
Unlocking my joy molecule, anandamide
If I can't write the songs to right the wrongs
Then let me pour you up something sturdy and light ya bongs
Life goes on, aint no telling just quite how long
But when your back is to the ropes I hope your fight is strong
Ya see, when it comes to me, they say "He's a CONTENDER"
Liquor in a red cup, trees in the blender
These are the things that I need to proceed
Ice cubes in my drink, no seeds in my weed
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THE G IN TAIJITU
05:22
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THE G IN TAIJITU
Cute little heartbreaker
Sweet little love maker
I was dead inside, you brought me back to life just like the Undertaker
All I wanna do is zoom zoom zoom zoom in ya boom boom, you da Rumpshaker
My fun maker, want the cake and my baby be the bun baker
I love every bit of you left body and every inch of your skin
Seduced by the sight of your scars and each drop of ink that’s within
Deeper than that, it’s your spirit and your mind and your heart
It all completes the masterpiece, you are the finest of art
This beat reminds me of the way you caught my eye from the start
Rockin those skin tight stripes over your hindest of parts
The wildest of sparks
Our love’s a California fire with as much smoke
But this amazing blaze won’t ever fade away, we must stoke
With you I laugh harder than I ever have from just jokes
You are the colors of my palette and beauty in every brush stroke
Trust yo, we have more fun than Bob Ross cleaning the brush
I am obsessed with your caress and I’m a fiend for your touch
The best thing I ever did was attaching you to me
Now life’s a Bob Ross painting with my happy little G’s
Said the best thing I ever did was attaching you to me
Now life’s a Bob Ross painting with my happy little G’s
YOU’RE A PART OF ME
CANT YOU SEE THAT I NEED YOU
THE YANG TO MY YIN
YOU PUT THE “G” IN TAIJITU
G You forever number one on my mind
I need her cuz she’s sweeter than Honey Buns and so kind
You are my moonlight at night and like the sun you’re my shine
You’re my heart, my soul, my strength, got my back under my spine
I promise to love you for forever and on
And Do my best to make up for whenever I’m wrong
Get creative with poems and clever with songs
And keep growing together incredibly strong
When I’m lost in the darkness you show me the light
And you calm my worst fears on my loneliest nights
Without you, who am I? G I owe you my life
Help me pick up my brains from the floor cuz my minds blown you’re my wife
When I said “I DO” no doubt to you that statement was final
I hear our vows like the warmest sounds on my favorite vinyl
Daydreaming bout you in that wedding dress displaying your spinal
I’d run through a fuckin wall for you with the rage of a rhino
I’m crazy but I know love can make your screws a bit loose
And with one single look at you, come on now who could refuse?
It’s like I’m using a noose or I’m abusing the juice
But you bury me with that booty when you move your caboose
Part of something so much love and I gave my heart to this woman
Yes it happened met my match and we’ll be forever Max’n
2X
I’d sail across a lost ocean so I can touch your softest skin
I walked in rocking boxers and you topless in ya moccasins
Hard not to seem improper when I just cannot wipe off this grin
Let's lock it in we got to win we got a love stronger then rockys chin
You da yang I’m the yin.
You da wolf I’m the rabbit
Im hooked on your howl I won’t pull from my habit
My heart you have had it you’ll hold it forever
You’re part of me like we’ve been molded together
Escaped to the sunshine from snowier weather
One look at my life and I know that it’s better
As long as my world can revolve around you
I know I’ll have a purpose for all that I do
THATS RIGHT - YOU KNOW I NEED YOU
YIN YANG ☯️ YOURE THE G IN MY TAIJITU
NEVER DO YOU WRONG - NO ONE ABOVE YOU
SINGING ANOTHER SONG TO SAY I LOVE YOU
You are the melody of my joy sung in the key of inspiration
MAX AND G VS. EVERYBODY don’t matter who-we are facin!!
THE HOWL OF THE WOLF AND THE BOUNCE OF THE RABBIT
I CANT BE WITHOUT YOUR LOVE NOW THAT IVE HAD IT
☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️
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7. |
NO HANDSHAKES
02:06
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NO HANDSHAKES
All my life I wanted happiness and love
Giving God level flows like I’m rappin from above
See the limit then I push it, take my back and give a shove
This is what it sounds like spittin the passion of a dove
RIP to Prince I dunk on yo ass and then make you pancakes
Blouses beat the shirts left the court without givin handshakes
I’m cool as AC, and you more like when the fan breaks
It’s Max M ILL, just facts and real like I don’t understand fakes
I watch out for the damn snakes I gotta keep the grass mowed
You only get what you deserve just reapin what you last sowed
$200 bucks I pass go, catch the beat with a lasso
Think you compete with Max: NO, I’m defeating you assholes
I blast holes with bullets built from bars of steel
Two words to describe my rhymes: HARD AND REAL
I’m bizarre as EELS, but still got this large appeal
My songs will stick with you forever like a scar you feel
It’s such a rush to cut you up like what the fuck you nuckin futs
I knuck and buck and scuff a Chuck kickin you in the fuckin nuts
Take buts and whats and why and who’s, I’m tried and true
Divide into the darker mind you hide into And other side the brighter blue
Where pride ensues and the hope you never lose forever proves
No matter life is shattered if the latter you ever choose
No trippin ocean drippin earth is more than what I’m grippin
Know that higher power's for ya like the Jordan to ya Pippin
All my life I wanted to find peace
Look me up in the dictionary see I define beast
Found my purpose in life cuz my wife is a dime piece
Better watch like a time piece and listen when my mind speaks
And hear the echo of my memories that turn into stories
Kill it with metaphorical violence not concerned if it’s gory
Living legend simple kinda man just earning my glory
Conductor hands - I don’t touch the page they turning it for me
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8. |
JACK RABBIT
02:56
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JACK RABBIT
What if the Jack Rabbit jumped the track…
And never came back
How come when I ask who ya favorite rapper is…
Ya never say Max
I make these songs for myself cuz I love my music, that’s forever playback
What I feel is scorchin! No Wheel of Fortune…I don’t gotta “say Jack” (Sajak)
Using mental telepathy
Now I’m in Jeopardy
I think my demons have gotten the best of me
You’re thinking less of me, more of this stress on me
Cookin up crazy concoctions my recipe
Cannot be copied
Your plan is so sloppy
And I’m calculated so can you get off me
So godly don’t think there’s a man who can stop me
I’ve fallen, kept climbing, I’ll stand at the top see
I know I can make it
Control, I can fake it
Pretend I’m ok, take my soul strip it naked
The mold that I’m breakin is also stability
But that’s the thrill you see
What is the ill in me
I can’t explain it but love this ability
Hard to maintain all this bounce and agility
I wouldn’t be this way if I had Phil with me
Numb to the pain doesn’t change that it’s killing the—
Villain but also the hero
Keep it 💯 I’m also a zero
Believe in myself but I fall to my fear tho
I’m all in yo ear 'til I all disappear Yo
I’m off of the rails rollercoaster unchained
No I can’t explain think I’ve broken my brain
I speak about pleasure while soakin in pain
Know I’ve got it together I’m goin insane —
Still flowin the flame like a dragon sneeze
Doubting himself and somehow the guys braggin he’s
Out of his mind don’t think he ever had it please
Open your vision to sights that the rabbit sees
Like looking through a kaleidoscope telescope
Dropping the needle like vinyl to hell with dope
Focused on yes there’s no trying to tell him nope
Holding him back gonna have to use hella rope --
It’s like containing Tasmanian devil
Taking this shit to the zaniest level
Over the top but I’m under the influence
Disrupting citizens craziest rebel
Kennywood never imagined they’d see
The Jack Rabbit jump off the track and go free
Off into space, let’s get lost in this place
That we never were seeking but happen to be…..Said -
Kennywood never imagined they’d see
The Jack Rabbit jump off the track and go free
Off into space, let’s get lost in this place
That we never were seeking but happen to be
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9. |
THE ALCHEMIST'S CUBE
06:06
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THE ALCHEMIST’S CUBE:
SIDE 1: DOUBLE TIME DEMON
Harnessing the power of the alchemist cube
Now they confused wondering like how can this dude
Stay bout it bout it in the rowdiest mood
Been nice the whole mixtape - I’m about to get rude
That’s a Nice shirt — does it come in yo size ???!!
Got a Primanti's sammich that don’t come with no fries?
Cant handle the truth but don’t wanna know lies?
Now your face the target when we gonna throw pies
Oh you one of those Guys talk a lot but never back it up
Take the last rip outta the bong and never pack it up
Pull the bottom Jenga block out - I stacked it up
Say the punchline before I can get the people cracking up
You wack as fuck
But I’m here to balance your blunders
Bring the audience a show that’s full of talents and wonder
Thinkin there’s some kinda crazy spell that Alan’s been under
Hide your eyes from the lightening; can’t silence the thunder
SIDE 2: TWERKIN IN LA VERKIN (written by Hardy G)
Got yo girl twerkin in La VERKIN
She walked up in the club she was carrying a Berkin
You mean muggin in the corner why the fuck you smirkin
Who are you the creature from the black lagoon, you lurkin
Buggin the fuck outta me you really got me Irkin’
Say the wrong thing then BLAP BLAP BLAP I get to murkin
Yo homies run up after me then I’ma put some work in
Beam my ass up Scotty like I’m fuckin Captain Kirkin
I Got a big dill pickle, you got a little gerkin
I leave yo girl squirtin while you going home and jerkin
Beat yo ass then broke yo heart, that’s what I call a hurtin
Shoulda stayed yo ass up out my business that’s for certain
Pull yo fuckin pants up and tuck yo fuckin shirt in
Before I bring the pain like Pittsburgh Steelers Steel Curtain
Now you dancing with the angel of death and that girl flirting
A nightmare scene directed by Tim Burton
SIDE 3: LE MAXNIFIQUE
What I do with mics is stupid nice
My songs serve up a comfort meal like soup n rice
Take you for a ride without charging the Uber price
Confuse em might yell out domino while I’m shooting dice
Think twice I dont give a single fuck - you got me mistaken
I’m in the kitchen quit bitching how long the stock has been takin
karate kickin the chicken and judo Choppin the bacon
When I spit it’s SideKicks - ignite the blocks then I break em
I promise that I won’t ever make ‘em too hard to hear
I’m Shaq with the cymbals crashing in Barkleys ear
I made Everything ILLuminated how’d it get dark in here
At your throat with that classic bite like a Barqs root beer
You cheer cuz I may have just scratched my peak yo tracks are weak
I’m the Mario Lemiuex of rapping call me "Le Maxnifique"
My heart is on my lack of sleeves and you can bet my ass a freak
You hear the volume of my words imagine how my actions speak
SIDE 4: MIGHTY DUCKS
If it looks like a duck and it acts like a duck, then why would you be surprised when it quacks like a duck?
See ducks ain't too good at fakin and I'm not too good at makin it seem like you aint mistaken thinkin Max gives a fuck
Ayo you stepping on my feet please get off these chucks
Ima freak like the Greek from the Milwaukee bucks
This a sophisticated high call it a lofty buzz
I had to say It I’m caffeinated but the coffee sucks
Under my arm it’s tucked secure the bag no more sandwiches I need duffle size
But while we on the subject of sandwiches need a couple sides
Caesar salad soup de joir and don’t forget the truffle fries
Got the hunger to make a song bigger than the Cupid Shuffle guys!
So what if I’m tryna make a name and stand out, always be myself and I'm fine with it
Y'all wanna be the same as somebody else like John Jacob Jingle Heimer Schmidt
Sipping on a Heineken, redefine the shit
Backbreaker spinal split, spinning like a vinyl hit
I implore you stand up if you inclined to sit
All you worried about is the fuckin digital you
And I’m tryna make tracks to rap over a Didgeridoo
Figure if you feel like it’s triggering you
Always remember that the world is so much bigger than you
When I’m trapped in the cell of my mind and there are locks to break
The only option to escape is to intoxicate
Been writing champagne poetry never talked to Drake
Scribbling whiskey limericks I got shamrocks to shake
Im a mess now from the mescal and agave tequila
But it’s a celebration bitches, Holla “Hava Nagila”
Get lost man you off brand like you rockin some Filas
I really rap (wrap), say anything so stay I stocked with tortillas
Always cookin if you're looking for me I stay up in the kitchen
Got the kamikoto knives and I'm fileting up a fish n
Got the music bumping dancing while I'm playing New Edition
Bobby Browning up the bacon you can't say I don't have vision
Made my mission clear right from the start it's Max is here to jam
Offer music up as tribute like a sacrificial lamb
Fuck all the tax and Uncle Sam
I feel like Shaq I wanna slam
My bars like basketballs and break the fuckin backboard cuz I CAN
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10. |
CALVIN AND HOBBES
04:41
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CALVIN AND HOBBES
As a kid I wanted to write my own Calvin and Hobbes
I've grown and learned that my concern should be a salaried job
So did I let my dream just die it seems so sad and scary why and when
Did I forget about my own imaginary tiger friend
Right around then is when Dr Dre dropped The Chronic
But I was close to beating the final level on sonic
Evangelion and Usagi Yojimbo my favorite comics
Star student in the classroom never needed hooked on phonics
Skateboard with the fire breathing dragon on the underside
Built a ramp for our bikes in the driveway yeah we gonna ride
Miss the jump and hit my junk with handlebars I wanna cry
But Westwood School was on the news and Now I got a ton of pride -
Being in the arcade at the boardwalk was insane bruh
The live performer by the door doin the Macarena
Dropped my quarters in Street Fighter Im rocking Vega
When I say that I’m the MAN just know I’m talkin MEGA
I got this SEGA, just so I could play the VectorMan
This TVs too old doesn’t have the right connector man
Mom found my rap CDs she’s givin me a lecture damn
Guess I’m not gettin any cash for the concession stand
I Loved me some rap and punk and Used to jam the smashing pumpkins
Jumping rope in the garage and tryna get my calves to pump and
Thinking someday max is dunking
Damn now wouldn’t that be somethin
Never happened but I’m forever rappin my tracks are bumpin
Back in them days when I kept it gangsta rocked baggy clothes
And had the skateboard with fire comin out the dragons nose
Banging on the lunch table the white boy rappin had the flows
Change in couch cushions for the corner store for grab and go
Phantom of the Attic yo - that’s if you be in the know
Sled goin stupid crazy when we seeing the snow
Wanted to be Cash Money white tee and Girbauds
Freestyle for an entrance fee - believe in my flows
Never needed much mo’ and somehow I still got plenty
I was happy with an ice cold frosty and hot Wendy’s
Maybe a grand slam breakfast if we bought Denny’s
My uncles were my Hero’s never thought I woulda lost any…
Jesus died at 33 like pimp c and Nipsey
Seems like an age for the good to die young it’ll miss me
I hope I never lose the kid in me
You kiddin me?
Man if I lose my inner child might as well get rid of me
Sometimes i worry that my best days may be behind me
When my hope is outweighed by the memories that remind me
Wanted to be like Mike, not Jordan but my dad
He taught me from hard work I could earn more than what I had
Shopping at the TJ Maxx and can’t afford what’s in the bag
Got the vacation spot my uncle moved to Florida can I brag?!
You thought I started wearing chucks cuz of Wiz Khalifa?
My dad been rockin them his whole life and his were cheaper
Working at Finishline selling moms and kids them sneakers
And All of my friends had car systems that HIT those speakers!!
Flipp-ing pizzas ….at Sammy's
Still I’m dreaming of Grammys
Beastie Boys had the jammy
At The Land with the family
Metal Gear Solid was made by Konami
Run it back Jerome Bettis and I never pull a hammy
Had the mustache in 10th grade thought I was manly
90s boy never rocked a pack that zipped up on my Fanny
So In actuality my style would be what makes you smile at me
Personality, the child in me, that’s all I’m proud to be
Like Freakazoid I can’t contain whatever is the wild in me
The King of them Things, can’t tell me what I’m allowed to be
How is he Watching Dragon Ball Z at the crack of dawn
In his own world - Who in the fuck knows what max is on
Elton John singing about Kings and vagabonds
Chinese zodiac I had to get my dragon on
Like I’m getting all my rhymes from the inside a fortune cookies
veteran in the letterman I’m out here just scorching rookies
And you bet the it’s under no wonder you gotta torch ya bookie
Dead cursed like Fred Durst, yeah I did it all for the nookie
Strike first like Cobra Kai, but don’t work for no sensei
Legendary in Pittsburgh - Roberto Clemente
On them days I’m down on my luck thinking I was unworthy
I’m letting my brother win rocking that Iverson Jersey
Vibe never dirty past 30 cleaning up in the mirror
I see another grey hair showing up in my beard
Reminding me that time is really never nothing to fear
One day you’re here and the next one you just disappear
Looking around lately and I wonder where my hunger is
No wonder this guy want it as bad as when we were younger kids
Used to play the cello, wishin that I stuck wit it
I'm just sayin hello, hoping that you fuck wit it
Rockin black and yellow gotta rep where I grew up wit it
Jiggle like it's jello, two stepping in the club with it
Stop drop, open up shop, back to the store
Peter Pablo North Carolina practice velour
Dropping facts and the lore
On the wax never bore
Throw it back to before, you know Max gonna score
Putting up points
1988
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11. |
M.ILLION DOLLA$
02:59
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M. ILLion DOLLA💲💰
The MUSIC got me feelin like M. ILLion DOLLA$
I got this on lock sis here’s the synopsis
We only recognize real fuck who the ops is
Using my third eye like a fuckin cyclops’s
I drop this audio art like my pops is
Can’t miss the target Aimed it shoulda shot it
Hold on tight ya Claimed it and then you lost it
I’m tryna work it all out the same as doin CrossFit
Mind running wild and now my brain is too exhausted
Got that audio cardio Max can rap for a Marathon
Nipsey in a Crenshaw crip tee gotta wear it strong
Flowing on forever it will never take me very long
Not the Last Dance with her although it’s still a Mary song
Carry on you just keep on doin what ya doin
Movin and I’m groovin stayin true and I’m pursuing
Every vision that I’m viewing take the past and make it new and never worry bout the future lemme ruin what I ruin
See a rare opportunity then what the fuck take it
That’s why I jumped in the Pacific Ocean butt naked
I wear my heart on my sleeve do nothing but break it
And then put it back together I know that this stuffs sacred
Who got da Tito’s? I brought da Casamigos
I’m twisted need some straitenin forgot to talk to Migos
He wasn’t on the guest list dont know why you brought your ego
Big Boss Ghostbusters 2 and we’re talking Viggo
Turn the booth to an incinerator, tracks I’m blazin yo
I spit it they like “Damn did you hear Max amazing flow?!”
His raps are crazy yo but he lacks the praises though
“But when is gon’ drop it he so lacksadaisical
I know I mispronounced it but this wasn’t profound shit
More a bounce that when that sound hit you wanna be around it
So Gravitate I’ve had the hate noise cancellation drown it
Was searching for a purpose in life and I think I found it
M.ILL$
I sound good when recording but I sound great live
I’m 5’8” but when I rap feel like I’m 8’5”
I rip the show spittin flows do a stage dive
Bounce back count racks that’s a fake lie
Feel like M. ILLION but my bank accounts a lot less
Look in the mirror and sometimes I see a hot mess
I wrote this song for one reason and it is not stress
No attitude only gratitude homie God bless
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12. |
MARATHON
03:36
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MARATHON
I’m not running from my past
I’m not running to my future
I’m just running for the marathon of the moment right now
Anxiety is trying me reminding me we’re all dying see
I fight now but I don’t even know what to write down
Whether it’s a bright smile, you grinding your teeth or trying to eat
One way or another you gotta bite down
Trouble sleeping every night now but it’s like WOW my songs are morning light how I bring you bright sound
Im not running from my problems
I’m not running from my pain
I’m not running from the sadness
When it’s coming down like rain
I’m not running from the madness
As it’s running through my brain
I’m not running from a tragedy
I’m running to maintain
I’m not running from my demons
I’m not running from my nightmares
Not running from the stress though I confess it’s always right there
I’m running for myself
Im in a race with Max
Imagination running wild
Don’t wanna face the facts
Embrace the black magic
And chase the Jack rabbit
They can never silence me, I’m the wildest G, so I gotta talk
When every single bar that comes outta me is a lava rock
Said I’m running and chasing the sun no this song is not a walk
Came up from last place in this Max race, it is not a shock
I promise yall will not know another guy that’s this ILL yo
The underside of a Brillo meets other side of the pillow
My brother died that was Phil yo
Recovery time was a lil slow
Float butterflies with this ILL flow I’m gonna shine so you will know
To think of me when you think of winners
Didnt have it on the menu brought my drink to dinner
Hit the restroom wash my hands within the sink for sinners
True my pain is a Cuban chain wish the links were thinner
You gonna sink or swim or grab a board n learn how to surf
Never hand outs ya man’s out here earning my worth
I’m Inhaling the smoke, while we burning the earth
It’s harder with a lack of water be concerned of the dearth
But I believe I got the flow to save us from the drought
I’m grateful for believers when the haters wanna doubt
To make the most of every single days what I’m about
A little bit louder now, I make you wanna shout
Let it out — I hope that every line that I’m scoring is more than dope to ya
Spillin quotes like the fruit fallin out of a cornucopia
I Won’t be the one to deliver a boring joke to ya
I’d rather GPS the directions to your utopia
Open the gates and reached the promised land
All I ever wanted to be was an honest man
Feel like I’m treading in the water where the piranhas swam
Til I throw down on the mic, strong as Giannis slam
My flow breaks like snowflakes inside an ill flurry
Tryna be the hip hop version of Bill Murray
Sonically spicy this flavors more than a lil curry
Lost my fear a long time ago but I still worry
That I won’t be the man that I set out to be
Sometimes I feel like jumping standing on a balcony
And if I did, would your hand be reaching out for me?
And If you didn’t catch me could you still be proud of me
I doubt you’d be that’s why I gotta be stronger than that
My power level increase every song that I rap
Not sure exactly where but know I belong on the map
Life is short but a legacy’s longer than that
Made a mixtape to prove that my name is not a lie
Can even post it on Apple Music or Spotify
Spoke from the heart with no filter or need to modify
Now if they ask for the ILLEST you say “I got a guy”
If you do not apply pressure you can’t create a diamond
If love is truly the mission then that’s a great assignment
I always prayed that one day I could say I made it rhyming
But if I don’t it’s okay I don’t got the greatest timing
Seeing with a prophets eyes
So when I philosophize
Envisioning my shot to rise
And topple over softer guys
I line em up
They drop like flies
You watch it happen
Not surprised
Check what I hypothesized
I’m serving smiles and stoppin cries
I try to dodge the bull like a matador
Trapped in my mind it would be nice if they could add a door
Padded walls, padded ceiling and a padded floor
Bringing joy and rappin more that’s all that Max is for
I’m out here running and chasing after my passion more
I’m out here running and chasing after my passion more
I’m out here running and chasing after my passion more
I see the goal line ahead of me and I have to score
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