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[Hook]
This shit is easy
So we calling it Child's Play
They call us kids bitch
we tell em touché
Rap is a game
we playing it all day
We slaughter bosses
killing in 9 ways
[Verse 1 - Q-Dot]
It's the Q-D-O-T
Hakeemok debut EP
Reppin' Tampines
we making this look easy
A walk in the park,
2 shots the dark
You don't know who we be
Kids from Void Decks,
doing all the things you won't expect
Breaking out the system, change the rhythm
Sing a different tune
with enthusiasm now we bout to make our dreams come true
We about to make our dreams come true
'Take a break' if you can't relate, keep my bars as the proof
Chess to checkers, man it's not even fair
We got you stressed, depressed
losing every strand of hair
We're trained like Japan
Spit rhymes like bullets
a 2-man army
Y'all S-M-R-T
Damn
You fuckin' right, we're new
Here to wake y'all up cuz
if you snooze you lose
Don't make this too easy
Like 'Pac said tease me
Who know's Child's Play more than 'new kids' homie?
[Hook](x2)
This shit is easy
So we calling it Child's Play
They call us kids bitch
we tell em touché
Rap is a game
we playing it all day
We slaughter bosses
killing in 9 ways
[Verse 2 - Hakeemok]
We got ourself together
cuz we living in the Void Deck Culture
Why you talking money homie?
We the vultures
We hungry for that bullshit
but we still play it cautious
This shit so easy
won't stop till you nauseous, I'm flawless
Looking pretty on that flow
Never stop, never drop
cuz we hungry for that dough
Having gastric, having cold
chicken nuggets on that dome
Easy peasy, lemon squeezy
we ain't talking bout that coke
If you boss, just beware
We'll slaughter you in 9 ways
Going to the next level, only in 1 day
We talking bout the 1 way ticket
to the next flight
Pacquiao on you suckas
we be rocking to the next fight
You know that we are right
you know we'll be alright
Don't you think we that new kids
and we all bite
Despite, this shit so easy
Fatbwoi, Q-Dot, killing believe me
[Hook](x2)
This shit is easy
So we calling it Child's Play
They call us kids bitch
we tell em touché
Rap is a game
we playing it all day
We slaughter bosses
killing in 9 ways
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[Hook - Hakeemok]
Welcome to the VD Life
Welcome to the VD (x4)
Now you in the Void Deck
Now you in the VDC
Now you in the VD
Now you in the Void Deck
You rockin with the VDC
Rocking with the VD
Now you in the VD
Now you in the..
[Verse 1 - Q-Dot]
Bubble tea with homies
like void deck parties
Not a moment too soon
Balling all noon
In blistering heat
Blisters on my feet
Can't stand the thought
of using my 100-dollar kicks
But still we stay true-to-self
No self-denial
Can't be anyone else
even if we tried to
High fashion don't make no sense
Cuz I'm content with t-shirts, slippers, basketball pants
Dont talk about the streets
You ain't been there
Bitch I'm not a gangster
and this rap is
no brag
But what cha know about the mama shop
under blocks
and tuition centres inside bomb shelters, huh?
If you ain't lived the life, don't talk it
Neighbourhood schools raised me to stay on topic
We see through you boy, juz stop it
Enjoy your silver spoon,
Don't drop it.
[Hook - Hakeemok]
Welcome to the VD Life
Welcome to the VD (x4)
Now you in the Void Deck
Now you in the VDC
Now you in the VD
Now you in the Void Deck
You rockin with the VDC
Rocking with the VD
Now you in the VD
Now you in the..
[Bridge]
Ah uncle, one prata telur and another one prata kosong,
same plate, curry ikan ah
Later send me ah, thanks
[Verse 2 - Hakeemok]
Started from a mini chat
and then it grew bigger
Got them homies rolling papers
Got them flicking on them lighters
Never rocking on them Jordans
we be rocking on Adidas
Only worth 50 dollars
we be acting like its hundred
Block shopping, yea we on it
With a dollar in my pocket
Shoe racks, we top it
Got racks on racks we drop it
Void decks, we run it
With the shoe game, won't stop it
We be talking all smack,
making sure we stay on topic
White tee, snapback
with the blue faded berms
With my uncombed hair,
still fuzzy, like perms
Tak goyang bro
cuz you know we stay firm
See that big brother's bike,
looking clean with the turns
Follow with my beat up bike,
mean jumping curbs
Holla chicks with them curves, having drinks having dough
1 prata telur and 1 milo peng, uncle
You know what it is, the normal everyday cycle
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[Hook]
Yeah, yo
Y'all be talking like this, say
(Ah ah ah)
What?
(Ah ah ah)
It's like
(Ah ah ah)
You be talking the same shit
(Ohh, Ohh)
Y'all talk too much
(Ohh, Ohh)
It's like, it's still the same it's like this
(Ah ah ah)
and that
(Ah ah ah)
And those, and this too
say
(Ohh, Ohh)
It's like jabber jabber jabber
wabber wabber wabber
tappa tappa tappa...
[Verse 1 - Q-Dot]
All I hear is the yadda yadda yadda
I walk through the talk
like a knife through butter
This generation full of fucking keyboard warriors
'Come I clap for you' cuz you all so glorious
Comment sections' filled smart alecks
tryna make up for what they lack
making false impressions
Try to be what they're not
Oh your comment was so damn witty,
let me click on that reblog
or that 'Like' or that 'Share',
since so much you care
Without online followers you'd be in despair
'Hmmm, what is life without Internet?'
I know you needy nerds have got no answer for that
You continue only,
pour your heart out in paragraphs
Don't blink, I'll chase my dreams,
pull your heart out, then laugh
Ironic I typed this, on my MacBook
Our fingers strong, but I used the one that matters, look
[Hook 2]
Say 'ah ah ah!'
Wah too high pitch, cannot
What the
(Eh eh eh, wait we supposed to be telling we don't give a fuck leh
Why you so happy?
People talking about you leh
Why you so happy?)
Ya la ya la ya la, eh you talk talk talk
Ya la ya la ya la
[Verse 2 - Hakeemok]
All your talk is just some
jabber, jabber, jabber
This Child's Play EP
made me feel like a rapper
Jealous spells you suckers,
cuz your tweet ain't gonna happen
Tweeting bout some high life,
but the facts are gonna trap you
Deflect you, affect you,
style over right hook
My styles hooks suckers like most rappers on that mighty look
You might be shook,
when you know I’m 18 years old
You half way crooks,
tweet shits that cannot be told
One -on-one, cuz you scared,
talking so infamous
Acting king to your followers,
now you so ridiculous
Acting big shit, thinking you the one who do it first
Nevertheless homie,
you the one who shits it first
We so new school,
we the captain of your classroom
Some are new fools,
bringer of that spaz book
Facebook warrior and Twitter beef bishops
Time to step up your game up, cuz it's time for that face off
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4. |
Hakeemok - Hustlah
02:59
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[Intro]
Chase for the money!
Attitude, attitude
[Hook - Hakeemok]
Chase for the money, now I move like a phantom
Do it like Tony Stark, HDB mansion
Work hard, I work hard for that mansion
Street batik shit, y'all know it’s the fashion
Chase for the money, now I move like a phantom
Do it like Tony Stark, HDB mansion
Hustlah, you know we chasing after cream man
You know they be lying when they talking bout increment
[Verse 1 - Hakeemok]
Im that Fatbwoi and I hustle for that Mac toy
Every day’s a struggle, so I always keep my raps on
If rap spoils, then I’ll be the only Bad Boy
Not like Biggie, I’ll never put my gats on
Do it for the duit, never stop till it's handsome
Suckas talk big, I never put my brag in
Talking so cheap cuz their money never pile in
Acting so rich, but the trees never fly in
I’m in, like a fiend to a goblin
You talking to the devil while I talk then I amin
Like Nas did
1 track on that I Am
Ghetto prisoner
Gonna do it for my brothers than
I put racks up in the pent and then again,
For the family, Middle Fingers Up, once again
Hustlah, you know we chasing after cream man
You know they be lying when they talk about increment
[Hook - Hakeemok]
Chase for the money, now I move like a phantom
Do it like Tony Stark, HDB mansion
Work hard, I work hard for that mansion
Street batik shit, y'all know it’s the fashion
Chase for the money, now I move like a phantom
Do it like Tony Stark, HDB mansion
Hustlah, you know we chasing after cream man
You know they be lying when they talking bout increment
[Verse 2 - Hakeemok]
Work hard, play hard, don’t give a shit man
Street batik shit, y’all know it’s the fashion
A$AP Mob, money mixed with the muscle
StonedChillKids, we keep rolling with the bustle
Mixed element
9 mixed with the hustle
Messy with the greens like King Kong eating ruffles
Chase for the money y’all can call me Mr. Athlete
Fatbwoi running this like a stampede
I am sick, make meals on a trap beat, wack beat, jack beat
Sounding like a fag beat
Tryna bite the hustle, better watch before you get beat
No room for errors shit will cause a felony
Get money, dreams from a fat tummy
Homies with the dummy, (crea-crea) cream in this rap chummy
Real talk
get rich or die chubby
Hustle with the right homie, than I get the right money
[Hook - Hakeemok]
Chase for the money, now I move like a phantom
Do it like Tony Stark, HDB mansion
Work hard, I work hard for that mansion
Street batik shit, y'all know it’s the fashion
Chase for the money, now I move like a phantom
Do it like Tony Stark, HDB mansion
Hustlah, you know we chasing after cream man
You know they be lying when they talking bout increment
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[Hook - Q-Dot](x2)
White shirts don't support me?
It's never gonna stop me
Don't buy my CD?
It's never gonna stop me
Tryna be legendary
Never gonna stop me
So come and see the Lion City kid
making history
[Verse 1 - Q-Dot]
Truth is I've got zero
Doubt about what I'm all about
I'm changing mindsets
Like an open book test
Just look at my contents
Try to understand the man's
underhanded plans
To bring soul back to music again
Social issues that are relevant
Man I'm always online but I'd rather vent
On mics with rhymes, bring sight to blind
Sheep who sleep on the quality
in the local music scene
And lazy bitches who be hating
cuz I'm chasing their dreams
So go ahead, get the grades
boost your self-esteem
I'll take low GPAs and keep my own integrity
You bitches can't faze me
You talk shit behind computer screens
but when I react, y'all play Amy
I pose a threat, that's why you attack
Primitive nitwits, can't blame you for that, ha
[Hook 2 - Requiem](x2)
The accent's a no-go?
It's never gonna stop me
Can't do it on your own though
It's never gonna stop me
Your style is so cold though
It's never gonna stop me
Req'll do it properly
Can't drop me so watch me
[Verse 2 - Requiem]
I do this on my own it means I do it on my jack,
you can't union rap
I don't rep a flag I don't Union Jack
But Jack is a giant slayer,
regulators
imitators adapting flash,
emulators
the colour of my skin tone
Oh, you aren't in to it?
It's all good I'll use my light
to feed me photosynthesis
Nah those are ballads of a lost man,
No chance, a low scam,
my program has always been a pro stance
It's not a scene or industry, it's popularity
Rappers lacking clarity
are questionin the man in me
Careful not to lose my grip,
there's truth in it I'll lose that prick
New to this but toothless shit
I'm quick to put the boot in it
Beef tends to happen
I don't touch it, Jedi mind tricks
That's the same way the red eye made my mind flip
Flows or punchlines, ha can he test us?
both things in hand, yeah bitch, ambidextrous
[Verse 3 - Q-Dot]
Fuck politics
And fuck your opinion
Throw out the beef
And kill the racism
I've never believed in the system
Got different goals
Still we assist em
Religion, our music so
I'll fight for what I think is right
Naysayers be outta sight
Fuck the yapping, in left out right
Cowards talking, scared to try
That's stereo for your visual
perception
Like a bull I bring my horns to the scene
No deception
You red flaggin', I'mma take you down
show you what the underground
really means, it ain't what it seems
Frowns abound when I come around
Not the most popular but
honesty when I talk to ya
so feed your soul with my rice bowl
hope its made of gold
Hip-Hop taught me be yourself
cuz it pays off
Eventually I'll make it up
I'm taking no days off
SCK to Paper Planes FA
If you hate you bout have
more than a bad day
Ha
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6. |
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[Intro]
Yo yo
Hey, hey,
Hey girl, uh
[Hook - Hakeemok]
Hey girl
I see you over there
Swaggin' out without a care
Wanna holla but I don't dare
Just wanna grab you up and snatch you right out here
I see you over there
Swaggin' out without a care
Wanna holla but I don't dare
Just wanna grab you up and snatch you right out here
[Verse 1 - Q-Dot]
Girl I see you over there
Swaggin' out without a care
Wanna holla but I don't dare
Just wanna grab you up and snatch you right out here
I see you looking
Hope you really care
And not because I'm blocking your view
don't wanna stare,
But how am I supposed to approach,
I'm so scared that you'll laugh at
the pimple on my chin, I'm a wimp
But into your pool all I wanna do is swim
A fool for love, if it's a game I wanna win
But I can't compete, not one of the cool guys
I'm so far from everything a girl like you likes
Still you pull me in, a physical attraction
Sadly knowingly all we'd ever be is friends
I gotta try
Fuck it, I'm still a guy
Fuck it if my balls are the size of my eyes
I push my back my chair, tidy my hair
Dust my shirt - wait - am I tryna flirt or
simply have conversation
Opened up my mouth, man all I'm tryna say is…..
[Hook - Hakeemok]
Hey girl
I see you over there
Swaggin' out without a care
Wanna holla but I don't dare
Just wanna grab you up and snatch you right out here
I see you over there
Swaggin' out without a care
Wanna holla but I don't dare
Just wanna grab you up and snatch you right out here
[Verse 2 - Hakeemok]
Hey girl
I saw your tees and your thongs
Perky balloons on your gongs
You make me feel that I wanna bump you, right now
And yes you heard it right, and you know what it do when you step up on my mic, right
You know I bite, bite (bite bite)
Bitch I'm tryna eat, so don't you talk about last night, that's what I need
But if its about dinner, then, its all on me
Lets go to the G-Spot, girl just follow me
Mann, I'm just kidding, but I'm like Peter pan
Let’s fly to our other world, Neverland
I'm afraid of heights, I feel so damn fly
But when I'm near you, I'm on cloud 9.
Because you’re smoking hot, which make me smoking high
It’s like you’re smoking pot and I’ll be your trip wire
You be hallucinating seeing me like your desire
You see white clouds and then some wild fire,
uh
[Hook - Hakeemok]
Hey girl
I see you over there
Swaggin' out without a care
Wanna holla but I don't dare
Just wanna grab you up and snatch you right out here
I see you over there
Swaggin' out without a care
Wanna holla but I don't dare
Just wanna grab you up and snatch you right out here
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[Verse 1 - Hakeemok]
Call your bros and
call your girl to put your hands up
Keep the vibe going,
growing like cancer
Bring your high life,
make it move faster
Den put your cups in the air, higher
Pepsi, Coca, with no T beer
Pull Mary too,
and bring Jane with ya
Rock the dance floor, acting like it's free here
Acting so wack,
so I know I gotta keep clear
Style ugly, chicks never pass near
Homies still supportive,
still on their Dougie
Go crayy on hits, hit it like its rugby
Where your crew,
where your team, where your fam at
Beat nice makes me wanna smack that
Shades off, you don't wanna crank that
Like superman, no colours all black
I'm a chill kid, but you know we all bad
[Hook]
Put your VDs up
VDs up
Put your VDs up
VDs up
You rockin with the kids
Who dont give a shit
Scream it loud
And get down with it
Get down with it, uh
Get down with it, uh
We don't give a shit
We don't give a...
[Verse 2 - Q-Dot]
What's work without play?
After a long day
Sway, to the beat people be slaves
Let's talk less, do more
I ain't got shit to say
Step up, step in
time to get down
Hello to the mainstream
from the underground
The StonedChillKids
you know what it is
You were stressed at school
no open-book quiz
Spent all damn day
in your office job
the rest of the night
is all you got
We'll make it right
Fatbwoi, Q-Dot
Bring troubles to this couple
and they'll all be gone
Q-D-O-T is in the building
So let go of the stress you feeling
Kick back relax, we don't give a damn
And run this shit back till the A.M.
[Hook]
Put your VDs up
VDs up
Put your VDs up
VDs up
You rockin with the kids
Who dont give a shit
Scream it loud
And get down with it
Get down with it, uh
Get down with it, uh
We don't give a shit
We don't give a shh..
[Verse 3 - Hakeemok]
Girls in red tops we see ya.
If you wanna party, we be here
Club hopping, and you know what we be rocking
Dope sneaks fit it with a dope socks and
Chill outfit, that's how we rock it
Do the dance, that's how we top it
We gonna kill it
Kill it with a killer move
Jack you up, I'mma do like what killers do
[Verse 4 - Q-Dot]
Kill a fool on the beat
I'm feeling blue
Cant see me cuz you (you) need a clue
Always in back hanging with the crew
We came here to wild out
ain't shit you can do
Work hard play harder
Rise like a Rocket,
red and white like
flags on the tall pole
you know
I'm referring to school
Give brain baby
Make it feel brand new
[Hook](x2)
Put your VDs up
VDs up
Put your VDs up
VDs up
You rockin with the kids
Who dont give a shit
Scream it loud
And get down with it
Get down with it, uh
Get down with it, uh
We don't give a shit, yeah
We don't give a...
[Outro]
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