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1. The People’s Champions (feat. Shabaam Sahdeeq, Punchline & Beretta 9 [Killarmy]; prod. Harry Fraud) – Listen/Download/Purchase
2. Bars & Hooks (feat. Sean Price, The Kid Daytona & The Incomparable Shakespeare; prod. Harry Fraud) – Listen/Download/Purchase
3. Doctor Doctor (feat. GuessWho?; prod. MajoR RE [Malaysia]) – Listen/Download/Purchase
4. Requiem (feat. SoulStice, Ess Vee & CuzOH! Black; prod. ATG) – Listen/Download/Purchase [AWKWORD SoundCloud Followers ONLY! Official Release COMING SOON!]
5. Thank You (A Tribute To My Mommy) (prod. ATG) – Listen/Download/Purchase

*** More songs/lyrics coming soon ***

The People’s Champions

Hook – AWKWORD

Right is right, (get em), wrong is wrong /
sick of all the misadvice, why im singin this song /
hatin how ya live ya life, why ya singin along /
I’m The People’s Champion, Torah, Bible, Koran /

Verse 1 – AWKWORD

Compassionate person who’s always cared about people /
on the rooftop of the building, pickin em off, I’ve gone lethal /
aint nobody ever understand, but in death, we’re all equal /
motherfuck, I know you dont get it obsessed that killing’s not legal /
wow, I’m called evil, that’s why it aint nice to meet you /
it’s so simple to me, I view this shit as if it’s see through /
rock a tattoo of the Star of David, the sacrificial Hebrew /
cleaning up the world’s mess, that’s the dirt that we, do /
is it better to be miserable livin ya life cursed on this earth /
or better to be delivered in a hearse, to ya whole family, it still hurts /
the pain is inevitable, plus, the pain is relative /
is it better to be resting in peace or dragged down by sedatives /
to dwell in the present, is to be broken down by the president /
but i aint gon let that shit happen, not for my Sub-City residents /
call me a renegade, destroyer, sicko, burning my own path /
I’m the sick sadistic savior, yo, ya doin the wrong math.

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Bars & Hooks

Hook – The Incomparable Shakespeare

It’s all about bars and hooks /
we in the hood with cop cars and crooks(, we keep it movin though) /
it’s all about bars and hooks /
we in the hood with cop cars and crooks(, we keep it movin though) /

It’s all about bars and hooks /
we in the hood with cop cars and crooks(, we keep it movin though) /
we keep it movin though, we keep it movin though /
we keep it movin, we we we we keep it movin though.

Verse 2 – AWKWORD

Man, you thugs aint tough and ya raps aint touch /
I aint been the same since i drank them drugs /
Amazing how i spit on a record, it go pow /
Amazing how you shit on a record, it slow down /
Now pick it back up, we can start where we started it /
I spit for fiends, the generation of Starter caps /
Can’t rock tight jeans, never a thought a that /
You aint make me, Monday mornin quarterback /
I been one with the streets, fuck what I lie bout /
Excessive Viagra, Donatella Versace mouth /
Bastard, (don’t rap and chew bubblegum) /
Insomniac, I swing the bat when the trouble come /
Aint talkin bout you son [sun], this is bigger than one star /
I’m talkin moon, tides, Gods, bigger-than-earth bars /
Talkin bout the talkers, who don’t work hard /
All the jerks in the game, we know who you are.

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Doctor Doctor

Hook – GuessWho? & AWKWORD

life is life, you can’t choose what you get, but um… /
got problems? you can choose how to step to them… /
doctor doctor, sit me on the couch cause I… /
got problems, it’s the stress from this life of mine.

Verse 1 – AWKWORD

Doctor doctor, I think I need some drugs /
all this therapy and still, can’t go to the club /
all these plastic waifs, spillin they cosmos /
and they plastic dates, get pissed like vamos /
ya look like drake, muchacho, cuidado /
I was just tryna peep if they had AWK on Serato /
doctor, even when I’m sober I’m bugged /
I’m a magnet to the shit that fucked-up people does.

Verse 2 – GuessWho?

I’ve been through the ringer to bring ya the middle finger to life /
I’m no singer so I figured I’d write /
bout when Dad start to argue again, and then /
moms pick up the bottle got a problem with him /
my little sister crying, plead, begged and she prayed /
that all this shit would stop then they sent us away /
mother wanted out of the fire like a Phoenix /
pops held it down to the max please believe it /
good to the bad flip fast bet your head will spin /
off – My fathers looking like he needs some medicine /
shit write a script now he sick with the germ /
momma really lucky it didn’t get into her /
OK I flipped out, started fights plus I drank a lot /
my demons in a panic always strike when the hangers hot /
Gen X Psycho formed from a troubled youth /
ask the effing question Guess to the W.

Verse 3 – GuessWho?

Told you where I came from grew in a violent home /
boo hoo woe is me born alone die alone /
no I make em scream and they asking for me /
beyond capacity people packed it in to see /
I move to fast for the black cloud to follow /
cut my own path now pass me the bottle /
it only gets worse as you pour it goes hollow /
so could live your life or sit in sadness and wallow.

Verse 4 – AWKWORD

Doctor doctor, I think I need to be seen /
I’m addicted to weed, pills, caffeine and nicotine /
When we go out for drinks, I knock back 15 /
when we get back to the crib, I eat the cabinets clean /
most a my friends get fucked up for amusement /
but I wake up with an hour a sleep, coughin and pukin /
my liver probly damaged, I know the solution /
but I do these things to hide a higher form of confusion /
I’m constantly depressed, never relaxed /
always in grind mode, but I take it to the max /
I set my own standards, tryna save the whole earth /
I been fightin the man, before I even knew the jerk /
so now I hate my job, and I wanna hurt my boss /
feel like im walkin a tight rope, might hop off (hooh!) /
doctor doctor, I think I need some more help /
I refuse to choose what jesse did and kill myself. (Rest in peace Jesse.)

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Requiem

Hook – AWKWORD, Ess Vee, Jay Daniels [Australia] & Mark Deez

I’m ya frat party, blow it up ya nose, my son /
in ya Ed Hardy, pour it, tilt, get drunk /
let’s get it started, light it, smoke, get dumb /
I’m The Requiem, shoot it up ya vein, get numb.

Verse 1 – AWKWORD

I start off with a bang, boom, better than life /
like ya pharmacist finally got ya medicine right /
until ya start to overdose, on the pleasure and pain /
and ya spine starts tinglin, you’re feelin a little strange /
now ya brush it off your shoulders, take a deep breath /
it’s better than being sober, puffin up ya chest /
but your heart beats through it, ya startin to act foolish /
ya head is now spinning, you’re about to really lose it /
elusive this lucidness, ya float like a butterfly /
and every trackmark’s another note of your lullaby /
but you take chances, cause that’s what being a man is /
plus it’s romantic, when ya ask God for answers /
please, he never say hello to you /
I’m the truth and the question, I flow through you /
I’m ya friends and ya family, who don’t know you /
I’m that picture of sanity, I wont show you.

Verse 2 – SoulStice

I’m the answer, I provide a sense a security /
I got all yall convinced of my purity /
gimme what you got, all of it preferably /
I might give it back when I’m done as a courtesy /
I’ll numb the pain, no ques, that’s a certainty /
I’m the man, Monday, you’ve never heard of me /
Tuesday, you will search for me, tryna purchase me /
can’t find me, turn the place burgundy /
and I was blowing your phone last night /
in fact I am why you aint come home last night /
I’m why you lost the J-O, why you gotta lay low /
getting out is over your head, like a halo /
stained white shirt, holes in jeans /
first one’s free, or so it seems /
you can pay me in hopes and dreams /
now gon drop em in, like a coke machine.

Verse 3 – Ess Vee

Just call me a pill, I dissolve in your system, right /
I’m keepin it real, you need me I’m your rhythm, like /
a needle in a vein owned by a fiend he feels the pain /
whether I’m goin in or goin or out you need me to stay sane /
look, I’m your dealer’s dream but your neighbor’s nightmare /
I could make you lean, while you’re standin right there /
now, could you just imagine /
that I could change your face up, like you runnin for a pageant /
don’t try to understand it, the self inflicted damage /
you mad cause you can’t ban it, you can’t shake me like a habit /
see I’m whiter than a rabbit, or greener than your local park /
now roll me up pass me around make sure your lighters spark /
you go from light to dark, they say the freaks come out at night /
you need me just to start and now to take it down, right /
I got your back, see, I told you not to frown /
I’m here to lift you up I can also take you down.

Verse 4 – CuzOH! Black

I need you, I need you, I need you in the morning /
how the hell else would I get my day started? /
really feeling the neglect that you showing me /
but it’s money power respect that you owing, see /
that’s all I ask for, problems seem to down pour /
every time I elevate I’m closer to my downfall /
my love for you escalating yet still I need to have more /
don’t step on me like sidewalk, promise I’ll bring back more /
I’m at best raw, I can cause war /
I’m The Requiem, like I’m AWKWORD /
this is absurd, how could you quit me? /
I keep you away from pain, away from shame /
the rush in your veins, sure cost a lil change, damn /
ain’t I worth it? why the attitude change, damn? /
I was certain, me and you was perfect /
couldn’t I take you higher while hitting you until it hurt.

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Thank You (A Tribute To My Mommy)

Verse 1

Thank you, mommy, i try to say the words calmly /
but im a little too sensitive, you helped make me an anomaly /
i cry on your shoulder, put my head in your lap /
think of all the fun we had, and how we’ll never get it back /
the sound of your laugh, feel of your hand on my back /
hiking through the woods, eating the lunch that we packed /
My biggest fan in the crowd, im still watching ya clap /
youre the angel on my shoulder, pushing me back to the track /
i woulda thought that be enough, for you to be saved /
maybe god wants a golf course, on that land that YOU saved /
Most little girls, they dream about guys with porsches /
you stared up at the ceiling imaginin carin for horses /
most popular chick, growing up, just like my sister /
You will always live on, in her voice, i hear your whisper.

Verse 2

Thank you, mommy, for all the songs youve sung softly /
You put me to sleep, something now I do hardly /
Plus, also, think about it, you made me an emcee /
kinda awesome actually, you raised me, creatively /
You are my salve, my rock, you never give up /
I was a whole lot a trouble, pissed off, with bad luck /
You never got embarrassed, when I dressed like a punk /
Now you always check my status, hoping that I’m not drunk /
Mom, you created a beast, artists think for themselves /
Now I thank my lucky stars im at home while you’re not well /
Id forever hate myself if I turned to music and shrank /
I know its near the end now, i need a billion bars to thank /
You inspired me to act, you taught me how to think /
You showed me the arts, you see beauty in everything.

Verse 3

Thank you, mommy, for all the truths you taught me /
In any conflict, I’ll always think about my mommy /
But its time to man up now, mom, im scared /
You were the person i fully knew, who’d always be there /
I can picture myself now, rooftop, screaming in the dark /
I cant imagine living a single minute without my heart /
But I promise to go on, for you and my seeds /
I promise to watch my money, and stay away from all that greed /
I promise to support pops, with anything he needs /
And my best friend, your daughter and me, we holdin down the tree /
Plus YOUR sister, together, reminiscing about your grace /
Passing pictures around, like kids, lovingly study ya face /
We suffer now, cuz we all lost like 30 years /
But mom thats 60+ years of greatness better than your peers.