Knowledge Fruit EP

by mikeY budd

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Feel good music that makes you smile, think, and do something about it....

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released April 20, 2014

Jayo Surgeon, Phrayze, Platinum Beat Sellerz, Gregg Luskin, Kayla Haines, Elle A, Thomas Eagleman, Jasmyn Walker, Kurt Jones,

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mikeY budd Los Angeles, California

Slicker than your average yogi, Mikey Budd is well known for blending his chill yoga lifestyle into unshakable conscious raps. The born and raised Jersey boy has always advocated for healthy living but began making music about it after relocating to California. Apart from being a hybrid East and West Coast rapper, Mikey is in fact a trained yoga instructor, published author and experienced poet. ... more

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Track Name: Come Back Home
Hold up, yo fo I start to spit
Gotta give a shout out quick
Everyone that’s on my shit
Phrayze killed this beat
It’s Milkman music
And shout out to the people who think
I still can’t do this
Fuck where you’re from
Be concerned with how I built my team
Solid stoned soldiers
Yeah I’m talkin brick city!
Chi-Town!
Kept my flow so cold
With a New York state of mind
Mis Dominicanos
De Miami don’t cry, doin fine on the west coast
I was born to be big, scuzi innuendo
When you get that benzo
You’ll understand why I kept my distance
From the bitches so my ass can send
These checks home
Picture me rollin
Holdin it tight, smoking all night,
Control inside the feelings that I
Used to catch but now I let em
Slip and slide
Into the hands of God
Go on ask my mother
How does your son make a livin
Mihijo es un hustler!

Now we’re goin all out
No more excuses
Baby we gon stand out
We were born to do this
At least til we can come back home

Started from the bottom
Still workin our way up
Even when we’re ballin
Best believe we’ll lay up
Underneath the sun
So we can shine on

East coast – Bring it back
West coast – Bring it back
Midwest – Bring it back
And the South – Bring it back

Sleep all day – party all night
Think that’s how I’m livin?
Nah not quite
Riots erupt when you quiet
This long – Got a call from my bro
But it’s not from his phone
My dudes flippin
5 G’s? Please man bail me out
Weeds got me trippin
Feeeeet don’t fail me now
These days I don’t sleep
Write til I’m signed
Like approval of appeal forms
Pressure em like kidney stones
Til we out… Let it be the cell or debt
Sorry that I’m not sorry that I left
With what I said
No fear no tears homeboy this is sweat
Any risk that you’ve denied
Is the challenge I accept (gladly)

Now we’re goin all out
No more excuses
Baby we gon stand out
We were born to do this
At least til we can come back home

Started from the bottom
Still workin our way up
Even when we’re ballin
Best believe we’ll lay up
Underneath the sun
So we can shine on

Give your life for your country
Sit back watch em kill each other
Ās we keep on countin money
Same song since I was younger
Bullshit Ī can smell it from under
They knows that Ī’m a question
Cuz it isn’t make sense for my foreign brothers
Your brothers told it was either do or die
At what cost can you brainwash
Shawties to that suit and tie
No Timberlake but for earth and water
300 rounds are firing til someone is retiring
Was it he who shot you first or
Was it you who woulda tried
To justify who should of died
In what became a genocide
Killin spree philosophy
Maybe I’m just pissed off
Because my cousins got shipped to countries
Where they really need not be
In the first place, worse case scenario
We’ll send our condolences in this empty envelope
Gracias a dios that the reaper only grazed him
Wait til I’m makin stacks
The united banks
Won’t ever buy you back

Now we’re goin all out
No more excuses
Baby we gon stand out
We were born to do this
At least til we can come back home

Started from the bottom
Still workin our way up
Even when we’re ballin
Best believe we’ll lay up
Underneath the sun
So we can shine on
Track Name: On My Way (Feat. Elle A)
Thank you stars and skies
For my head in the clouds
Giving me a good reason to believe, wepa!
Through the hardest times
I kept my feet on the gorund
Knowing where I’ve been
I can do anything
Long as I
Put my mind to it
Cliché to say the least
I said peace to the suits (See ya!)
Kiss my caboose
Not following ya rules
I choose to follow my heart
No idea where I’m goin
But I know where to start
Adios to the past
Putting all that behind me
Finally movin forward
Towards a future
Instead of rewinding
See my scars remind me
Of the battles I’ve won
Best of me today bravo
There’s a better me tomorrow
Trust me, its alright kid
To still be undecided
But no mo-tivation
Is a road for those misguided
Now you could follow them
Maaan do what you want
But leaders don’t need labels
Make a path of your own! (And say)

Chorus
I’m on my way
Ain’t nobody gon turn me round
This is my parade
And I’m marching to my own sound
I’m on my way
Ain’t nobody gon turn me round
This is my parade
And I’m marching to my own sound

Login to the worldwide
Without the web
Why compare yourself
To people you that ain’t ever met
You don’t need America
To vote you as an idol
You’re beautiful already
Perfect-o when you smile
It’s been awhile since they dialed up
To call me back, feelin like an iphone
With all these apps
Been stuck here so long
Think I’ll never clear this hurdle
Struggles of the inner city
Troubles of the inner circles
But this lil light of mine
Keeps me on my grind
Go for any challenge
Keep an open heart and mind
Forget the fear of failing
And the snakes in disguise
Never blame myself again
Just as long as I tried
Promise – question will we ever stop?
Nonsense – headed to the tippy top
Forget-me-nots to city blocks
All the boys and the girls
Give your heart with every march
Let’s parade and shake this world (Let go!)

I’m on my way
Ain’t nobody gon turn me round
This is my parade
And I’m marching to my own sound
I’m on my way
Ain’t nobody gon turn me round
This is my parade
And I’m marching to my own sound


Even if it’s back to basics
Stay strong and be patient
Never givin up, never givin u-u-u-up

No way they gon stop me
Throw a hand up if you got me
Never givin up, never givin u-u-u-up

My start is not my ending
I know whats within me
Never givin up, never givin u-u-u-up

At the end of the day
If you’re still on your way
Never give up!
Now all my people say!

I’m on my way
Ain’t nobody gon turn me round
This is my parade
And I’m marching to my own sound
I’m on my way
Ain’t nobody gon turn me round
This is my parade
And I’m marching to my own sound
Track Name: Freedom Flight
Little bitty pretty one
You comin' up really fast (whoa)
You’ve grown up so much
Since the last time I saw you
Thoughts full of empathy
And energy all good
Like O’Keeffe Flowers
Maybe less abstract
Take me back to Tuesday (what happen?)
Two days no sleep (damn)
Lost in the world
Bo-peep no sheep
Yo peeps were the ones who said that we’d never make it (ain’t that right?)
That we’re faded, but they played it
Now c’mon baby say it (okay)
Oh me oh my
Not poppin pills if im stressin (fuck molly)
Burdens are a bitch
But that’s somethin’ I ain’t sweatin (never)
Inhale the good shit
Exhale the bullshit
Before we count the cash
We'll begin with our blessings

Spread my wings
Can’t take me down
I’m a king
Can’t take my crown
Rain or shine
I’ma rise from the ground
Either way I know
That I’ll grooo- whoooaaa
I’ll always grooo- whoooaaa

Lady liberty knows freedom resides in the skies (cheeyoo)
No one be should be dictatin how you’re supposed to live your life (nobody)
Yes me love the planta
Call me planta farma
Public confession
Apologies to mama
Hope I didn’t let you down
(And if I did) Then I’m sorry Mrs. Lari
I ain’t fit to see ya daughter now (peace)
It’s in my nature but its in yours too
Cuz when God made this world
It was meant for me and you
And 7 billion other individuals
Not acting; no residuals (uh huh)
Critically acclaimed movies
Glamorize a war off us
Hand to hand by the man
Steady makin more off us (ya diiiiig?)

Spread my wings
Can’t take me down
I’m a king
Can’t take my crown
Rain or shine
I’ma rise from the ground
Either way I know
That I’ll grooo- whoooaaa
I’ll always grooo- whoooaaa

Storms or sun, baby watch what I become
Storms or sun, baby watch what I become
Storms or sun, baby watch what I become

Spread my wings
Can’t take me down
I’m a king
Can’t take my crown
Rain or shine
I’ma rise from the ground
Either way I know
That I’ll grooo- whoooaaa
I’ll always grooo- whoooaaa

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