RUSHMORE - CORNERSTONEZ, Samad Savage, J.1.Da, Solis & Blaze, the Rebel: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

CORNERSTONEZ, Samad Savage, J.1.Da, Solis & Blaze, the Rebel

RUSHMORE

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Hip-Hop/Rap

RUSHMORE was released on August 10, 2023 by Samad Savage LLC as a part of the album SET IN STONE

Song Details

AlbumSET IN STONE

Release DateAugust 10, 2023

LabelSamad Savage LLC

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM75

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Samad Savage

Vocals

Solis

Vocals

Jahque "J.1.DA" McCaskill

Jahque "J.1.DA" McCaskill

Vocals

Kwason "Blaze the Rebel" Morris

Kwason "Blaze the Rebel" Morris

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Samad Savage

Songwriter

Solis

Songwriter

Jahque "J.1.DA" McCaskill

Jahque "J.1.DA" McCaskill

Songwriter

Kwason "Blaze the Rebel" Morris

Kwason "Blaze the Rebel" Morris

Songwriter

Andrew "Hitdrew" Clifton

Andrew "Hitdrew" Clifton

Songwriter

Shawn "Twin" Bristol

Shawn "Twin" Bristol

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Samad Savage

Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer

Andrew "Hitdrew" Clifton

Andrew "Hitdrew" Clifton

Producer

Shawn "Twin" Bristol

Shawn "Twin" Bristol

Co-Producer

Lyrics

It all started with my grandfather bumping DMX

He just picked me up, was watching Cyberchase on CBS

To get Nana's diabetic medicine from CVS

I was rapping every verse, but skipped the curses for respect

What these women want from a uh-uh, I project

Then he turned the music down with a look that posed a threat

He asked me why I didn't say that word with all my chest

So I asked him which one, he said, ****, then professed

That I never let nobody tell me I can't say it

Overcame from generations of enslavement in this nation

Took away the instruments, but look what's in the basement

We found some soul records, then we learned how to DJ them

Grandmaster Kaz wrote a rap that shook the pavement

But they take the struggles we display as entertainment

Okay then, I'm shooting for the moon soon as the day end

The future's now, ****, forever, can't replace them

Ay look, it started in the basement

Levi bumping Nas and Primo

That made a monster, but he didn't see though

He grabs his glasses, time passes

Struggled finding my way, but I couldn't find that

Tried calling him, but it's God I needed to contact

Behind that, I realized that all that we have is now, boy

Too many games being played, how's it going down, boy

I let it ring, shit it's nothing to take a knee

I'm committed like PAC, let it go and I put him down, boy

And now they hurt because the deaths I've caused

And now they reminisce over you, my God

When all they gave is fuck shit, I just gave me

My heart, I wanna see it change

But in the mirror's where it starts

Boy, I'm working every day

Try to take food off my plate

So I gotta warn G, a **** had to regulate

Don't want static, so they pray

That today's a good day

And mentor them lost boys, so they won't take away Rene

Atrévete - te said the man that i was bumping to

Couldn't understand the lyrics that made me uncomfortable

But yet I love it, fuck it what it do

Nothing better than my pops who played Get Rich or Die on our way to school

And I'd recite them lyrics more than toys that I would play with

Till I hit a curse he told me don't let mama hear you say it

Look at me, look at me, my pops a G

And I ain't playing

That's on Joe and Pun

Tego Calderón, Yankee and Don

You see the boy, está Boricua que rico mami

Sabes cien por ciento, que te dijo

Aunque naciera en la luna mami

Mi cora' pertenece aquí, te digo

I know that they don't really want war

Hmm, we got the power but we want more

Yeah, I touch the ink and then you're done for

Ahead forever, fuck a rushmore

Grew up in East Orange I was naughty by nature

Where the vin numbers never match the car's registration

Like Okay G, do your thing and go get your paper

Shit was treacherous but I was never scared of no labor

I was putting that work in

Penning my verses

Rapping over old school beats on YouTube

Like I found my purpose

Guess who's back was the first track

That I rapped over when I picked up that pen

Felt so good when I wrote that verse

That I grabbed that pen and did it again

I was at the bus station

Black Album on rotation

Bumping Ye' in my high school days

Tryna plan a life after graduation

Didn't know what I was gon' do but I knew I was gon' have to make it

Big risks I had to take it

Brought good times and aggravation

My mindset was either get rich or ima die trying

So I drafted up a blueprint and started to apply it

Used to feel like an Outkast until I stopped caring

You can keep your criticism I ain't even tryna hear it

We gon rock it like we 'pose to

To the top from the billboards to the posters

Ain't have much, but what we got we made the most of

Fuck the profit, cause we did it for the culture

I know that they don't really want war

Hmm, we got the power but we want more

Yeah, I touch the ink and then you're done for

Ahead forever, fuck a rushmore

Yeah, yeah, yeah, come on

Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo

Yeah, yeah, yeah, come on

Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo

Written by: Andrew "Hitdrew" Clifton, Jahque "J.1.DA" McCaskill, Kwason "Blaze the Rebel" Morris, Samad Savage, Shawn "Twin" Bristol, Solis

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