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FiyaB​-​Sides

by Fiyablasta

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Verse 1: Back for umpteenth I can't give up the craft like it's a raft I'm outcast on in some sea Some see me as some fiend Well I'm quite crack despite that Rap is my lifeblood; call that a life hack And since I have the mic back They're treating it like Mike's back Your rapping Thriller's rapping iller than these tyke acts The freshman in a letterman listening to a veteran But still struggling finding a box to peg him in Those old shoes I outgrew them Those old moves I outdo them Those old fools reach out to him But it's too late like One Republic and apologies I know now if I signed with y'all, I'd hate my whole discograpghy And nobody would know it; give them one hit then wonder "How was he hot all summer, then went colder than a tundra?" So I'm grounded on the under And show them that the skill is undead, once I rip the ground asunder like Chorus: I have arrived to the conclusion That with my rhymes and my allusions I'm a commodity hotter as hip hop's oddity Probably cause I'm offering Monsterpieces with constancy I'm that fly, fine rap guy I got to ask, if you don't mind me Who would give you Fiya B-sides besides me? Verse 2: Nobody has got game wrapped up So neat and chic and bags your shawty I'm only Joshing and Draking; call that the Pecking order Ringing a Bell? Bet they're saying, "Is this the best in Florida's independent scene after Kodak and XXX? Well tentancion is telling me to I should say next." Yes! Give me a sec to flex Just had to take a breath to get this off my chest And show you what I rep Topeka, Kansas and Tampa together Forever clever; never sell for the devil But rapping better for the fun and art of it So the audience knows what true artist is Set the guns down like I signed armistice Put your ~ONE~ up like Brail made hardest hit Chuck a deuce up for Lyric cause he's a beast Now I'll one you up when I give you Much Love, Peace Threes! Yeah, you know that's me! Even put it into triplets for display of musicality Beating me is a fallacy Figured I'd teach you my principles Since you ain't using your mental faculties Chorus Verse 3: You'll never find a substitute to take my W's So I won't trouble you and continue to be your lovable Untouchable, wonderful colored fool (I'm done with you) Who throws a punch or two Ok, maybe a flurry when there is none to pull I guess that's what I'm packing ever since the fifth grade Ate a knuckle sandwich when I traded them my mixtapes In return got lunchables; now I'm not starving artist Grown me's getting vegetables; eating from the bars I harvest Don't he say the darndest things But ain't focused on the bling And they tell me that he sings TRUE! And when I do what I do You'll never want the pop to stop When I croon they all swoon Hit playback and lay back I'll stay active I know you'll still feel it without radio backing I'm the bomb; if I blow, watch them fallout Think it's a game? Then ask Bethesda what I'm talmbout Chorus Outro Cause I'm that fly, fine rap guy I gotta ask, if you don't mind me Who would give you Fiya-Bsides? Threes!!!
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Go Ape 03:18
Chorus: Give them hi hat and little bass A hard hitting kick just to make the trunk shake And then an emcee with wordplay That'll make them go ape (ooh ahh huzzah) You in the club then you know what to play A cool little ditty that will make them say aye You can bet they can't stay in one place And go ape (ooh ahh huzzah) Verse 1: Time to go bananas; lose control of manners No sophistication; know the hit that's playing S'posed to make you go ape and I Give permission for losing your inhibition By getting down to my sound as it pounds; louder now Gather round! Moving crowds was always my profession Effectively directing when the mic's in my possession Put me on stage and I'll treat it like the soap box (Extra! Extra!) I'm headlining every phone's aux And leave your dome rocked; microphones hot After reciting songs authored by Fiya so drop That apparatus and we're hearing the feedback They see I handle raps with care and hip hop needs that Hands in the air if you're out in the crowd Get into pairs if you came to get down Don't have a partner? Then, join any roster You want to lose yourself, don't worry I got you Chorus Verse 2: Let the club turn up; I ain't in here much But I'm about to get crunk, (Huzzah!) Lot of a vivrant things and the vibes that bang I might have to break it down Got the moves I know in my arsenal They react like whoa! (Huzzah!) Like what's in they cup, I'ma mix it up With a twist of how they're moving now and stick in "holy cow" Shish-kabob is what I call it; food for thought here on the topic Not the bar for alcoholics, that's reserved for gin and tonic Hear the beat and know I'm on it; jumping like I am Kriss Krossing House of Pain and Destiny's Offspring; That was awkward I'll take that back like shorty did And start dancing around as if Maury said "Test says You Are Not The Father" So I'm grooving out here; I cannot be bothered (Ah!) Chorus Verse 3: What up, ma, see you got me curious I ain't looking for tail, so call me George If there's no Donkey Kong to be furious There's memories on the floor we can forge We'll steal the show like Abu and gemstones And I'll show you where King Kong went wrong He couldn't Caesar, my planet gonna get her Cause I got charm and appeal like Magilla Gorilla (Ah!) Guess the crowd needs moving Let me travel the floor while grooving Inspire the folks do the dance I'm doing And break it down (break it down, break it down) Ay gull! Let's get off this wall And fellas! Let's escape this bar This is your song; congregate them all And break it down (break it down, break it down) This the music for the cutie with the little booty This junk for ones with the butts with their own strut Who are usually skittish can hear this and forget it And break it down (break it down break it down) All dudes loosened up with the juice Guys who're too shy just slide side to side Gentlemen who've been waiting to get it in Then break it down (break it down, break it down) Chorus x2
3.
Positive 03:45
Chorus: People always want to ask me how I stay so positive I'm just basking in the day that my God has given In life, there's got to be a balance; you know, losses/wins And that's how I make it through on the walk I'm living Verse 1: Each day, I say, Hello I treat it like my present gift Why should I live the present tense? For now I have a future I can choose to make it beautiful And spread that kindness, and this mindset's what I use it for (Yeah yeah) I know helps to complain and vent For y'all but ain't no sense when it can't change events (So right now) I'm making my main intent (To find smiles) in my relationship With the Man above me who loves me Those who take care of me, hug me And think that isn't it lovely? That tomorrow could be sunny Cause although distress may come to turn me face down The cards I'm dealt still give me a chance to come play So I will make my effort to turn the game around Like the hands have 24 hours a day (House rules) Chorus Verse 2: Now don't get me wrong I'm not saying everything is peachy keen I don't want to scream, but if I bring myself to tears My fear is that I'll wallow in that scene I'm struggling check to check; putting each check to debt Little prospects to get out of the red, but fret not Cause I'm not stuck in the streets And privileged enough to be able to eat So even though I'm slaving just to get by Working these hours upon hours in the day My God provides me with support to come to my side So I know I can make it through it come what may (Come whatever may) Chorus Verse 3: Each night, I try to smile In spite of my difficulties Cause I know life's a fickle thing And I was told put other's needs before me So I'm here to be that shoulder to lean on Hey you! Tell me what's weighing you down Maybe I can lend advice and I am praying for you now I have been through something similar Let me tell you the particulars Or be an ear to listen And a hug with your permission I know tribulations are part of this system But we're here to stand together through it all And when we see the happiness there is in giving The positives in life make your negatives small (Sing it with me now) Chorus x2
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Intro: You are listening to what's presented by that Fiya B Rapping with that trapping mixing with all that J-A-Z-Z Verse 1: I know what you're wanting in an artist Cause you need more than punches at a barfest You mix it with liquor, sip it in this cup Then throw in a shot when you're fixing a switch up It's never last call if you bar with me Flows on tap make them tap out or pass out I'm wavy, if you want to sine with me And frequently found on your frequency; sound Off if you get it bro Then I'll be your lyrical (What!?) spirit animal (What?) and I'm mythical For Pete's sake, I'm a dragon, homie So unreal they think that the talent's phony Like wrestling, until I slam jabronies With written expressions you can't emoji Cause Chorus: You are listening to what's presented by that Fiya B Rapping with that trapping mixing with all that J-A-Z-Z I know what you're wanting in an artist Cause you need a little more than punches at a barfest He may relay sty-le formerly known as pizzazz Be hip to hop on rap & trap & all that jazz Verse 2: See when you're too literary, results may vary Contrary to popular belief Your loose leaf may bequeath motifs of "help, don't hurt" But if it's not turnt up, it's turned down So that spurns sounds of a solution Of lit and wit in a mix of hits Full of bass and melodies, and you're telling me I ain't ready to be spotted like my name's Cruella D If it ain't black and white, it's shades of grey There's way more than 50 in my palette to paint And that's when I'm monochrome; I got more than monotone But won when going mano a mano, Holmes Sherlock seems elementary, but shout out to Watson Cause I'm feeling Kaliko like Brail when looking for hot songs Now I always hold heat; busting for the middle Heart lands underground while I'm killing instrumentals Cause Chorus Verse 3: Hey! Hip hop it's hot Twisted with jazz; call it hip-bop (bebop) Cowboy in this game; I quick draw (pop) Anime nerd and he spit raw (raw) Speigel and Vash are my favorite figures Goofy and bad AF is the mixture And in the culture, I am a fixture That's my synopsis to get picture (Lyrics are bad and goofy) Got Powerline's like the 90's movie If I find Lil' Uzi, I'll assign his duty Just say yeah every time I rhyme for Fooly Cooly NEVER! But FiyaB-Sides is my OVA A crazy ride on shooting stars in space (So an Outlaw Star?) Not without those bars You're my guests in the Death Parade Noted, that's light work; y'all take L's Notice my mind works in rebellion Like Lelouch and smite a douche unlike you dudes Who siphon fumes; I'm likened to a Titan who Appears human but I can transform Into a beast who is eating rap's norm I guess that's my quirk; I'm the one for all people But when my fans sub, I won't call it illegal Cause Chorus Outro: You are listening to what's presented by that Fiya B Rapping with that trapping mixing with all that J-A-Z-Z Now I'll say, "Much love, peace!" And when that's shortened, Threes!
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Verse 1: Hey, hey, brown sugar Let me tell you, chocolate bunny, you're a looker By the look of it, you're looking for some good love And since I got a sweet tooth, you should let me meet you You like to work with kids? Me too You about to travel the Caribbean? Well I need to That's where your fam lives; that's where your man is from Well, that was random or was that planned on Let me guess, you expect me to holler Like every other dog walking along with no collar But since it was brought up How goes it my friend? Where do you begin? He don't like your buddies and it might just end (And the week after,) we're back together again Now I've known you a while, you're caught in a cycle And I think you deserve to smile, but Chorus: You Know what you do When you're coming through But you keep on sizing up these other dudes But if you'd give me a try You would drop all those guys So won't you pick a heart your own size Verse 2: Finally, finally, finally, it's the last straw He just wouldn't change and you're calling it off You're focused on you, so do your thing, boo I'm cheering you on and so is your crew Celebrating in the night life But the club will barely lend you any nice guys So when we chat it up, I'm thinking that's wassup And, normally, I would have passed this up We've had some close encounters Signs that you're looking my way But I still had my doubts and I said Let's see how this plays Bet like Roulette circling my mind Read it clear she turned it to that sign Stopped my heart like my chips on black Meet my new guy; you can hit the road jack, oooh Chorus x2 Verse 3: Ok, simple and plain, I know you're playing hard to get But what you're wanting in a man and what you stay with is hard to get It's strange to me you view me like a great acquaintance But conversations and interactions give off different statements You know I care because I've seen you take advantage Of how I try to see if I can make life easier to manage I know you're damaged in ways that aren't healed by a bandage But it's gotten to a point where I must take a distant vantage And that's our plight, when you plan those games That's the quickest way to douse instead of fan those flames And it sucks, because I was about to let down my guard And see if you could fit in with my God, family, and art 7 long years I waited for that time to come Like playing hide and seek; I'm at the base and you stay on the run Only bad ones coming after you and you don't want shelter Tired of playing, but it stinks that my heart's still racing to help you So I'm trying to tell you that Chorus x2
6.
The Choice 03:40
Chorus: Shoot to improve from project to project But I can't help thinking, "Is all this hard work nonsense?" Cause it's nice to say that money is no object But when it comes to your joy the game tends to rob it So what do you do? What do you choose? In between dreams and you taking a chance on losing your way For those waving hands and getting that pay The choice is up to you Verse 1: I know it boggles those who follow my career Cause it's artful and not hollow, yet I'm fine if not all hear What I spent years on, til my sleep's near gone But do I really think this effort isn't worthy to cheer on Trust, it weighed on my brain in the way back Before music was made in the Maybach and Drake's tats I would harbor a starving for stardom Convinced that Lil Bow Wow can't handle my bars, son So let me hit the stage and rattle up the cage Performing pieces that can entertain any age Travel the globe with the flow of the ocean The poet in motion is pwning opponents With every component and owning each accolade Paid dues so my pages they had to praise Working with the legends that shaped my sound Haters speak up and my fans shut them down Filling my bank account with nearly insane amounts Whenever my name's announced by penning a paper route Shame the house parties, arenas, club ceiling got flames to douse When Fiya B is dropping heat, but they don't care, they'll play it loud Money, power, respect not only drowning in debt got A ring to it like the betrothed, but behold Your code of conduct don't align with morals And what comes in tow may be lacking soul I Chorus Verse 2: I know it boggles those who follow my career Cause it's artful and not hollow, yet I'm fine if not all hear What I spent years on, til my sleep's near gone But do I really think this effort isn't worthy to cheer on Trust, I looked inside of what coincides With industry life and I can't swipe right She looks good, but the cons outweigh the bene's Plus I'm not in need of Fendi replacing my JCPenneys Many men would wish death if I got some penned checks From Slim if they ain't shady with my business And it's nothing personal like anything ain't private That's if I'm not fronting about first class on fly jets Highest in room if I'm under the influence Of the unrighteous behaviors put in the music Immorality is a temptress and the empress Of the business we must impress It don't fit with being the spiritually Fittest; you would be slipping Falling I can't get up Dark Man X told you wassup Got no life alert, I know Christ got hurt Don't live life inert; I know I can work On putting God first, making music a hobby But could it be more without living ungodly? I Chorus x3

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This is a collection of B-sides that encapsulate the hit-making capabilities of Fiyablasta that just didn't fit his album, GEMs.

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released November 17, 2017

Production by Tone Jonez & Sean Ross

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Fiyablasta Brandon, Florida

Starting from 4th grade, this Kansan emcee has been creating music for his love of the art. After living in Florida & Texas, he has continued to represent his Midwest roots and combine them with the South's mighty influence while still maintaining his lyrical foundation. Loving many genres, you can hear many styles and ideas clash into what makes Fiyablasta the artist he is today. ... more

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