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Animus Vox EP

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Animus Vox 04:30
[Intro - DJ Doo-Bay] Ladies and gentlemen: I present to you today...a new age In the coming...of the music industry... We are...Publish or Perish... And I would like to say... That on behalf of everyone at Publish or Perish... We thank you for your continued support... This is the dawn of a new era... We begin today...with our mission, to bring you Quality entertainment... This is... The Animus Vox EP. Let's go! [Verse - DJ Doo-Bay] Yo, yo! Yeah, I'm blastin' off now, like a space shuttle You can't tell me nothing, I'm goin' high as the Hubble You know I'm gonna see evertyhing on Mars and Pluto Dude, I'm doin' this shit while your girl be a ho Comin' around talkin' to me all that shit I'm smokin' a cigar, man; I'm doin' my ishh You can't tell me nothin'! I just pop, pop, pow! Bitch, I'm on the top---I'm runnin' the game now! ...Yeahho... Yeah I'm on the top, man---I'm one of the kings I got my shit on and my pinky ring Cost two hundred thousand---I'm gettin' this bitch You know I'm ridin' on Change Lange and I'm free-lancin', bitch You know I'm doin' this shit! 'Scuse my slanguage Can't taunt me 'cause I'm doin' this, rangin' Yeah, I got y'all in my scopes I'm hittin' like a sniper and I ain't miss, ho! You know I'm gon' do it---I skeet, skeet, and rock it You know what I do, now get in my bed and pop it! I'mma do this shit, I'm goin' downtown Goin' around, screamin' aloud, all my boys now Yeah, that's how we do it, with some Ciroc up in this bitch You know I'm already at the top, burnin' like an evergreen, I'm goin' ever higher, my car smell like green, bitch--- yours is lyin' On the ground, look at all the cash You gonna see me in the mirror with my ash Shakin' at ya, moonwalkin', bitch--- I'm like MJ You know I'mma do this shit, everyday, all day No way I'll be fadin' on you bitches Fade away, Mitch, you and all your snitches Nothin' can touch me, nah, I'mma do this shit I'm hot as fire, bitch, you like ice, ha! Yeah, comin' at your door, motherfucker Ding-dong-ditch ya and I dip off, suckas! Yeah, I'm a ride or die, nigga, I'mma do this shit, 405, bitch You can't see this Crimson and Cream, that's what I be reppin' This is my dream---best believe, I never get to steppin' I'mma do this shit; this is how I do it, makin' records This is quality shit: Publish or Perish Uh! You know I'mma do this for my boys My girl's my world, you know you can't touch or know her Yeah, that's how I'm doin' it now Like Jay-Z said, "you better get at me, haaa!" Yo, throwin' up the deuce, chuckin' it back like Uh! What? Bring the track, like Yeahhh, I'mma do this for my people now Throwin' up the A... Aaliyah, where you at? Yeahhh that's how I do it: write this! You continue talkin' shit, uhhhh This is my club, this is my house I'mma do this shit, get the fuck out Drinkin' that Ciroc, the Rozay, everyday, Pop bottles of Chardonnay, you already know how we do it, baby! Yeah, Animus Vox on this bitch, You know I'mma do this shit Be runnin' this like a fuckin' track meet I'm an athlete--- can't even touch me 4-0-Time, man, untouchably Insatiable, you know I'mma do this Boi you thought I was interracial how I rule this! Uhhh.... {Instrumental passage} Yeah! And apparently, you didn't get me any cleaner for my Timbs... (KREATIVE TENDENCIES: Bitch, you didn't get me any cleaner for my Timbs!!!) [Outro] When you see 'em, enjoying life like that... There's no worries. It's all good. And it's a super fortunate and beautiful way to live life-- Just to enjoy it like that, to indulge in it like that, Experience it like that... And I would love to share that with the people.
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[Hook - Rick Ross] Everyday I'm hustlin'! Everyday I'm hustlin'! Everyday I'm hustlin'! Everyday I'm hustlin'! Everyday I'm hustlin'! Everyday I'm hustlin'! Everyday I, everyday I, everyday I'm hustlin'! [Verse 1 - Black Smith] (Yeah! Everyday I'm hustlin'...All right. Cheahhhhh! Cheah! Yeah!!) Everyday we hustlin', tryna get them custom rims A-bustlin', and rufflin', like fallen leaves up in the wind Or feathers in a red man cap---my quill will testify to that So I raise my right and place my left and accept the Hippocratic dap But Foxxy say this brown man's greet is synonymous with violent jabs Of terrorists, and panther claws, and viper fangs, and all-a-that If that's the case, then so be it---I invite the hatred and the scams I'm on my grind, like Push would say: "I own you all"---remember that! Publish, Perish---do or die---the newest hip hop mafia Accept the call, pick up ya phone, my Father God's on line for ya The offer's there, you can't refuse, or fly back to Moronica One way ticket, E.T.A. to hell, check the thermometer! [Hook - Rick Ross] Everyday I'm hustlin'! Everyday I'm hustlin'! Everyday I'm hustlin'! Everyday I'm hustlin'! Everyday I'm hustlin'! Everyday I'm hustlin'! Everyday I, everyday I, everyday I'm hustlin'! [Bridge - Black Smith] Everyday we hustlin', tryna get them custom rims A-bustlin', and rufflin', like fallen leaves up in the wind Or feathers in a red man cap---my quill will testify to that So I do my thing and step right back and let Doo-Bay back on the track! [Verse 2 - DJ Doo-Bay] (All right! Yeah!) Just chillin' out on my couch now (Gusssttt!!!) Lookin' out at what I've found Lookin' at my dreams, inconceivably it seems That I'm just goin' nowhere, but I think that I'mma do it big, see! Yeah, I got my girl right next to me She's so good---believe in everything ya see Everything I've done in the past, she don't seem to care But I'mma give her the whole world---she my girl, it's what she deserves, yeah! I'm going to be everything that I can be It's my destiny and best believe, you can't test me! Yes! I am just on my knees and prayin' to a God that could give me anything But He is just sayin', "Do it for yourself, do it bigger than you ever could Dream or imagine, because of people in every hood In the world, tryna see ya fail, But never believe them, because they're just tryna chase ya tail, just to keep ya down in Hell!"
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[Intro - DJ Doo-Bay] It's 2 in the morning... (Yeah!) I'm up with my boys... (I do it!) Straight up freestyle... (You already know how it goes down over here!) Let's get it! (I'm way too tired for this...) Yeah, yeah! [Verse 1 - DJ Doo-Bay] Man, this shit is crazy, lazy and stupid I do this shit so fluid that my brain is like loose-leaf Yeah I got that Supa Flow; can't get any cooler though Call me "Mr Freeze" when your legs seize when ya hear me, ho Fresh kicks and a bad bitch-- I don't fuck with average I'm a savage, I ravage, Hall of Fame status like Magic Ballin' on you lames when I get in the game And when I'm at the top everyone's sayin' my name {echo} I'm "So Far Gone" in the sky, playin' with the stars If you can't find me, I'm probably playin' on Mars Yeah, I be shinin'. This shit is my hobby There's no "probably"; can't stop me, like I'm runnin' from the cops, see! Yeahhhh! {echo} Boi, I'm doin' it Murderin' this beat like I'm a fuckin' lunatic Step into my life, life of the Red & White, 4-0-5, Ride-or-Die, Party-Right-Tonight Lookin' fly, G-status Hashtag: winning! Like I was the fuckin' Mavericks Spoutin' shit like Tunechi Flow is erratic but I'm just that sick-ducated for the mattress Score one more, call that a hat trick, relaxin' Girl, if you wanna stay, better beat it like Jackson I could provide you everything; how I live is so lavish Like Verizon Wireless: can you hear me now? Like comic books: boom, pop-pop-pop, kapow! Livin' like an animal, eatin' rappers like a cannibal Findin' female dogs in garden stools, connecting words with wire spools! {echo} This shit is crazy! I'm drainin' shots like K.D. Gettin' put in my time, tightenin' up every rhyme, Fightin' with--... [Outro - Publish or Perish] DJ DOO-BAY: Agh, goddammit, I fucked it up! BLACK SMITH: Nah! It was... daaaaamn, man. WTF! DJ DOO-BAY: Goddamn. I was ALMOST done too! BLACK SMITH: You really were flowin'! DJ DOO-BAY: I was ALMOST done! KREATIVE TENDENCIES: Stop it and play it. Stop it and play it!
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[Verse 1 - Malik Castro] You'd better pay attention, it's the rise of the realest Never say I'm sick 'cause, nigga, I'm the illest Ain't a doctor on the green Earth that can heal it 'Cause I been doin' this since "Home of the Killers" That was my first track, way back in '08 Attracted to the rhymes, didn't wanna hold weight With time I got live like an Alpha Probate People that was sleepin' on me now stand and ovate But it's too late, I ain't showin' any mercy Had a lot of hate to the ones who desert me And made me feel dirty like I was unworthy But I do forgive all the people that hurt me They say what doesn't kill only makes you strong And you see I'm breathin' good---not under tombstone Weed in the bong got me seein' new heights Black Smith, I advice that you catch the next flight (all right!) [Verse 2 - Black Smith] Now as I sit on the side, waitin' for the next tap I catch the shout from Malik and I throw it right back And it throws my mind back to the times in the past When ya boy would try to rhyme and flow but all these niggas laughed And Mailk would have to wear his hoodie as a fuckin' mask And I'd have to front and act like ya nigga never mad 'Cause he'd never get accepted from the jocks as bein' black But now Smith is on top...tell dem hoes to fall back And I snap over beats with that educated swag, but I keep myself grounded like an Iowa Jima flag Trill down to my roots like Questo and his band 'Cause the hate only watered this seed into a plant To all those who doubted, you can still recant I will improve each time with each line in each amp My voice is the ink in every pen and each stamp Now it's time for Black Smith to make his mark at the stand... [Hook - J. Cole] Lights please, lights please---turn off the lights For now everything just seem so right And how you make the darkness seem so bright I'm feeling like things gon' be all right... [Verse 3 - DJ Doo-Bay] Yeah, all alone now, sittin' by myself The shit I been through--- man, it's been pilin' up Dealt what I've dealt and I still don't know I feel myself drownin' now, goin' down real slow Before I go I see myself standin' in the mirror Ten years later: picture seems to differ Got a baby, man---she 1 years old She like my little cub, man---crawlin' all on the floor I'm sittin next to her---won't ever let her go Then my wife comes into the picture She fine as hell! I can't believe I'm with her She leans over, puts her head by my ear And she says with a whisper, "Honey, I got a sitter!" Fast forward now: we out on the town Can't believe what I'm seein'---I wish that this was NOW I look away from the mirror and find myself on the ground This is what I be missin' if I was down and out Close my eyes; try to fight back the tears This is what I've been searchin fo' for so many years But now all I hear is the same sound buzzin in my ear Drownin' me out, drownin' me out of the thoughts that make me "me", Let's not make disbelief, let's make reality... Lights please! [Hook - J. Cole] Lights please, lights please---turn off the lights For now everything just seem so right And how you make the darkness seem so bright I'm feeling like things gon' be all right...
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[Intro - DJ Doo-Bay] Uh! Yeah, you already know I'm comin' back atcha {Imitates Record Scratching} You know I'm gonna gat that I do this shit, in the rain or the snow You know I'm a lyrical master, you just a bastard Tryna get at this shit, out my ass turd You know I'm the shit---y'know, no seein' I'm like a blind man walkin' with all my feelin's I'm gon' give it to ya: all the lyrical shit Bring that back so I can go and make a hit...! [Verse 1 - Kreative Tendencies] I guess this is stupid, dumb Kreative Nigga on steroids about to Hulk the beat, bitch: SMASH! Mr. Can't Even Talk To Ya Unless It's About Cash Mr. Speed By In The Red Lambo---Flash! You get it? I do this punchline shit easy But ain't nothin' easy 'bout me, nigga, please believe me I'm after dead presidents Give a fuck who you say better than! Show me stacks, nigga! Who better then?? Got as much money as the group from Ocean's Eleven Lucky Number Five, keep my flow on mean Do the math, motherfucker! I'm known for spittin' mean sixteens Been doin' it since I was twelve---got a lil' better, hit the age of thirteen I really started thinkin' 'bout this rap shit at fourteen, and at fifteen I saw a need in my own flow and started new assured, and at sixteen I can say... (Cheah!!!) [Hook - The Notorious B.I.G.] Lyrically I'm untouchable, uncrushable Ask your friends, who's the illest [Verse 2 - Quay] Yeah, uh! (OK!) Who dare challenge mine? The very sickest style of rhyme My lyrics got the Asante gold touch, so what's up On the studs or draw I can call your bluff, or what- Ever you call it, your boi past all it! Past ill, past terminal, spittin' testicular, cervical cancer To anybody that question...I got the answer With the venemous, yet serious, flow that blows minds Old Spice; yes, nice; MasterCard priceless So why ask who the nicest? I'm the doctor to these undergrads The father of the son who thought he was dad Ugh, disgustin'! To anyone who think they discussin' That someone flyin' over my plain I'll 9/11 that brain! To anybody who think they can cross that line over I'll put you on line--- haze ya! Done; over!! [Hook - The Notorious B.I.G.] Lyrically I'm untouchable, uncrushable Ask your friends, who's the illest [Verse 3 - Black Smith] Quay and Kreative killed it, now all eyez on the Black Smith Approach me with caution, or you end up on my deathlist Craniums will overload from the power of verbal MAC 10s Publish or Perish, all other crews should feel threatened Tommy guns to Tommy Oliver--- stole Kim from him Like Em did on Track Sixteen on his LP--- Sixteen on the beat, sixteen ain't a feat Sixteen, I fell in love and locked my lips around H.E.R. teat Newborn Wu-Tang babe, cash rules everything I see Ironic how these preachers claim the left of poverty Meanwhile all I see inside The Streets' eyes are green It's cool, though; Game ain't immune to the sickness of my sneeze! P.o.P gon' blow out the backs of all these bees The sting of death don't scare me, "Tales of Crypt" is all my steez The thief's fiend gotta scholar, type of life that I lead Yeah I only got half a bar--- Big, come back and take the mic please! [Hook - The Notorious B.I.G.] Lyrically I'm untouchable, uncrushable Ask your friends, who's the illest [Verse 4 - DJ Doo-Bay] Uh. Yeah! Comin' at your door, bangin' for them treats Like Halloween, I'm a monster, bitch: open, please! I'm gonna getcha! You never seen me before Covered by the blindfold, you know I'mma go hard Than you ever seen. Man, I'm an evergreen Blazin' up like a KKK meeting---... Ohhh daaamn, did he just say what I think he said? Yeah, bitch, best go on your knees and give me head! Before I go down, you know I'm gonna be rollin' Six feet deep, boy, you best not be strollin' My way, this is the highway, and you gon' be on it Now I'm gonna be doin' this shit like a Maybach Don, and I'm off to the races, I'm gonna be reborn When I die like a Phoenix comin' up out of the soil Yeah, that's how I do it: lyrical master Like I said, before, bitch: You just a bastard! [Outro - The Notorious B.I.G.] Get your writing crew, get your writing crew And they dopest rhymes, I get up in that ass every time Lyrically I'm untouchable, uncrushable Ask your friends, who's the illest
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Shot for Me 03:45
[Verse 1 - DJ Doo-Bay] Hey baby, I been lookin' at you, I see you lookin' back--- you know what we gonna do, Uh, Hold ya close, hold ya tight; tonight is feelin' extra right, I'm in the zone an’ I know you lookin' extra fine, Certified dime, glad you with me, Both tipsy, feelin risky, An' uh, I know I've been gone a lot and that ya miss me, Trust me: this will be worth it! Lean close; kiss me Love makin' love, sharin' body heat, Probably think somethin's botherin me, I got nothin' in my head except you, Best believe the only thing I need is you, Movin' up them thighs while I'm starin' in your eyes, Your hand holdin' mine--- yeah, got me hypnotized (Uh!) Realize this what I'm livin' fo', It ain't the cars; it ain't dollars; damn sure ain't the hoes, You know that I'm the fuckin' greatest, Treat you like royalty or better yet A-list, I know you loved this when you muthafuckin' heard it, And the best part is, everything is perfect [Hook - Drake] Take a shot for me (vocalizing) Take a shot for me (vocalizing) Take a shot for me (vocalizing) A shot for me... A shot for me! [Verse 2 - DJ Doo-Bay] Girl, you mean the world to me, Perfectly seamless, you're leavin' me speechless, Body of a goddess---girl you know I'm honest, That’s why I'm always tryin' to hit it and git up on it, Everything I do, I do it for you, You're the first thing that I wake up in the mornin' to, Man, it's hard to stand and act professional, Grabbed me by the hand--- my life is so exceptional, God couldn't have painted a more perfect picture, The picture frame's broken everytime I say I miss ya, I rap on the track, just to get my feelin's out, Until I get you back, then you always bring me down, To reality with a sense of carefree, Man, I'm livin' life, and that's how it's supposed to be, Can't even say what you do to me, the feelin's so indescribably... [Hook - Drake] Take a shot for me (vocalizing) Take a shot for me (vocalizing) Take a shot for me (vocalizing) A shot for me... A shot for me! [Outro] Yeah. This one's for you, baby. Everything I do Is not just for me But for both of us.
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[Hook - Trey Songz] I want the money, money and the cars Cars and the clothes, the hoes, I suppose I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful [Verse 1 - Drake] Aw yeah, Trey, I fuckin' feel ya They be starin' at the money like it's unfamiliar I get it, I live it, to me there's nothing realer Just enough to solve your problems, too much'll kill ya And when I leave I always come right back here The young spitter that everybody in rap fear A lot of ya'll are still sounding like last year The game need change and I'm the motherfuckin' cashier Nickels for my thoughts, dimes in my bed Quarters of the kush shape the lines in my head Take my verses too serious, you'll hate me Cause I'm the one to paint a vivid picture, no HD Yeah, I want it all, that's why I strive for it Diss me, you'll never hear a reply for it Any award show or party, I get fly for it I know that it's coming, I just hope that I'm alive for it [Hook - Trey Songz] I want the money, money and the cars Cars and the clothes, the hoes, I suppose I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful [Verse 2 - DJ Doo-Bay] Yeah! I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful Man, I hope---I just hope it's not too stressful Revel, bask in the glory I wanna be the next big thing and tell my story Except whips and chains don't mean nothin' All I need is to be with my girl who loves me This is my time: be right, live exceptionally This is my interpretation of livin' successfully Count my blessings every night, Man, I hold my baby extra tight Throughout life, she's the one who always treats me right Destiny is what I'm gonna do Successfully is my how-to Failed at a lot, but got so much potential This is a comeback: I'm just tryn'a be successful And all I have to say is... [Hook - Trey Songz] I want the money, money and the cars Cars and the clothes, the hoes, I suppose I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful [Interlude - Publish or Perish] DJ DOO-BAY: I do believe I've finished. BLACK SMITH: Yeah! Good job. DJ DOO-BAY: Hopefully! KREATIVE TENDENCIES: This is another edition of Austin not giving a **fuck** about shit! Why? Because I'm a pre-med student. A microbiology pre-med student, and I'm stressed all the goddamn time, and this is the only way I can get the stress out! And don't say start smoking, 'cause I've already tried that. It don't help. BLACK SMITH: Hahaha, it does not! KREATIVE TENDENCIES: 'Cause it just stresses me out more when I come down from the high because then I be lookin' out for somethin' to eat and ain't shit to eat!!! DJ DOO-BAY: "And then I get more pissed off!" KREATIVE TENDENCIES: And if you've never seen me, I'm a big dude... I gotta eat!!! [Verse 3 - Kreative Tendencies] Cheah! Iced out wrist, yeah model-type chick Fast car, shopping sprees, nigga; out of country check Got Vuitton on my belt, Kenneth Cole on my feet Is this really what success supposed to be? I mean, I mean, I want the (Money...) Biiiiiiiiiiitch! (Cars...Clothes...) Biiiiiiiiiiitch! (The hoes...) I suppose To make me more, then is this really what I need? I suppose if this what I need, I gotta get it I wanna be successful! (Successful...successful...) [Hook - Trey Songz] I want the money, money and the cars Cars and the clothes, the hoes, I suppose I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful [Bridge - DJ Doo-Bay] Yeah! I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful Man, I hope---I just hope it's not too stressful... [Verse 4 - Black Smith] Yeah, I want the clothes, cars, cash and the hoes And I bet I'll get it all off the backs of my flows Hate can't douse my fire, not even with a hose But that blouse I see that devil in is definitely hittin' close To the home that holds my heart---it's throwin' me off guard This threat to my security could tear my life apart A part of me comfy, the other side is dark Got me questioning my loyalties 'fore I even make my start See, what's relative to royalty is never under feet But what's relevant to honesty is always my defeat Now it's got me wonderin' whether not I belong up on this beat 'Cause all these raps about rims got me more tired than the street So I spill my heart and soul on top of instruments instead And tell Fatigue "fuck off" as I attempt to stay ahead 'Cause brain will draw the ear even at the expense of rest And my pen and pad connection are my own ingredients to bread I want it all!... [Outro - Trey Songz] I want the money, money and the cars Cars and the clothes, the hoes, I suppose I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
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You're so hypnotizing Could you be the devil, could you be an angel Your touch magnetizing Feels like going floating, leave my body glowing They say be afraid You're not like the others, futuristic lovers Different DNA, they don't understand you You're from a whole other/another world A different dimension You open my eyes And I'm ready to go, lead me into the light Kiss me, k-k-kiss me Infect me with your love, and fill me with your poison Take me, t-t-take me Wanna be your victim, ready for abduction Boy, you're an alien, your touch so foreign Its supernatural, extraterrestrial You're so super sonic Wanna feel your powers, stumb me with your lasers Your kiss is cosmic, every move is magic You're from a whole otherworld A different dimension You open my eyes And I'm ready to go, lead me into the light Kiss me, k-k-kiss me Infect me with your love, and fill me with your poison Take me, t-t-take me Wanna be your victim, ready for abduction Boy, you're an alien, your touch so foreign It's supernatural, extraterrestrial There is this transcendental, on another level Boy, you're my lucky star I wanna walk on your wavelength And be there when you vibrate For you I risk it all Kiss me, k-k-kiss me Infect me with your love, and fill me with your poison Take me, t-t-take me Wanna be your victim, ready for abduction Boy, you're an alien, your touch so foreign It's supernatural, extraterrestrial Extraterrestrial Extraterrestrial Boy, you're an alien, your touch so foreign It's supernatural, extraterrestrial

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The second official release from the hip-hop collective Publish or Perish offers a further taste of what is to come off their debut mixtape "The First Meditation." This time, DooBay showcases both his rapping and his production skills while sonically tackling a myriad of musical genres.

Publish or Perish is a hip hop collective and record label formed and founded by Austin Dobbins (a.k.a. Kreative Tendencies), Grant Dube (a.k.a. DooBay), and Jessie Smith (a.k.a. Black Smith). Associated acts also include Jason Quaynor (a.k.a. QUAY), Tyler Sutherland (a.k.a. CT), and Quentin Roberts (a.k.a. Quentino).

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released June 6, 2012

Vocals: DooBay, Kreative Tendencies, Black Smith, Quay, CT, Malik Castro, Rick Ross, Drake, Trey Songz
Production: DooBay (exec.), Black Smith (co-exec.), The Glitch Mob, The Runners, No I.D., Crowded Places, J. Cole, 40, Drake, Trey Songz, Maurice "Parlae" Gleaton
Mixing and Mastering: Black Smith, DooBay, Stephen Miller
Album and Single Artwork: GD ( @Gareth_JD ), CT
Special thanks to: CT, Malik Castro, Quay

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