Cannonball Soup: The Appetizer (hosted by DJ Bedz)

by Kontrast & Fo Chief

Track Name: Cannonball Soup: The Appetizer (FULL STREAM)
(You can find lyrics below with the individual tracks)
Track Name: DJ Bedz Intro / Everyone Changes
(Fo Chief)
Cause and effect
Caught up in the middle, jaws in the neck
Boss in the flesh,
Dope flaws bash laws in a 'vette
Nascar with my broad, lose sense of regret
Tough to swallow like Henny, now won't you let me live?
Keep the pennies, let me levitate my lineage,
Dark clouds rollin' in like the desert storm,
I metamorph into a monster when I reel them on
I want a mil or more to fill it to the brim
Steamin; down like I did it all,
The losses that are minimal,
No attention to these suckers stuck in one place,
Mud boots, what it do, got the fronts laced
Wet William, runnin' rebel 'till they trap me,
Change the motion, roller coastin' with the cappy,
I print the scripture, got 'em leanin' off the hardcore,
That chinchilla flow killer never laxin'

(CHORUS)
Everyone changes,
Everything's insane,
How we gon' change this,
When everything's in shame?
We livin' contagious,
No wonder why the sick came,
Will somebody come save us?
Or will nobody feel this pain?


(Kontrast)
Such a shame when brothers turn into acquaintances,
Pain from the stubborn burn flames in a shameless rift,
Stuck on TV
They don't even know what you is,
New kids get the "who is you" biz,
Think you high?
Think you fly?
Shit, I'm bruising your perusing
Tell your stewardess to check on anything you plan to parachute in,
I'm gunning ya movement
With firepower to prove it
I got fighter pilots that circle the islands that you move in,
I assume that you're confusing this verbal trial for usin'
A certain style of fusion,
It hurts, denial's a nuisance
My work is miles of blueprints
You smirk, your smile is stupid
Through the dirt, bile and sewage
I earth a fire in choosing my words,
Now is never, latch the lever to the quizzical,
Choose to fly together or we can crash as individuals,
Splash into a cynical swimming pool of a living proof
That ignorance is cyclical....
But,

(CHORUS)
Everyone changes,
Everything's insane,
How we gon' change this,
When everything's in shame?
We livin' contagious,
No wonder why the sick came,
Will somebody come save us?
Or will nobody feel this pain?
Everyone changes,
Everything's insane,
Don't nobody go nameless,
Everybody wanna hit fame
So now we live dangerous,
See the world in flames you sew,
You might stop,
You might roll,
Ain't no stoppin' my soul, no...
Track Name: 4:20am in Denver
(Fo Chief)
Yeah these dreams turn to legacies
My open book just tells a story usin A to Z
From Z to A and everything between it, scenic pics
Is what I paint, a slab of paint it hides the genius
(All right)
They pushin' buttons that they never should
Let's face it, I do this better than you ever could
Yeah... quit all that whining with that pussy shit
You know exactly what a motherfuckin' pussy gets
Yeah so keep claiming on your tough voucher
'Cause honestly I done heard about enough out 'cha
Stay in ya lane whatever trail it may be
And if you got a fuckin' problem you could say it to me (Yeah)...
That goes for everybody, yeah my sight's clear
Say my name and I'll be Candyman, I'm right there
I hear you chatterin' I put that shit to sleep
Then I jumped up in ya dream and turned that bitch to a nightmare
Peek a boo, I'll be outside in ya cherokee
Waitin' for you to take a piss then it's up the cherry tree
I'll break in, put you under some sed-di-dation,
I'll wrap you up in that bubble tape and tape it...
Then I'll beat the ish outta you 'till you shakin',
Take me some pictures and save it
Exposin' these sissy boys is my favorite...
If you could keep up then try, cause I ain't lookin' back,
Get ya weight up or die,
Skippin’ that chicken scratch

(Kontrast)
This is a dark forest,
And all these people are porous,
They done caught too many holes from the bullets passing before us
So they're holey now,
I mean for real, dog, they're holy now,
They're gonna need a prayer just to will their God to hold me down,
I'm racin' off the Blue Dream and the Golden Goat
These two colors make my true colors come like holy smoke...
Shoulda seen it comin', brother here's your only hope,
Bitches turn a blind eye like a phony scope,
...I'm sick of all the complaining
And so they try to mark the target
But wouldn't know where to aim it
So I push it past the margin
I swear to God it's a shame when
Niggas play around in games that they couldn't picture my frame in,
I'm a BEAST you couldn't stop,
And I'm a rock, just to let you know
I'm stirring up this pot
And I don't stop for no stepping stones...
...I'm a rock just to let you know
I'm stirring up this pot
And I won't stop until my breath is gone,
People jackin' up the scene like some bad actors,
Little pieces of the puzzle turn to sad fragments,
Dog, check up on ya paws 'fore you bat practice,
I'll wrap ya wounds in your "gaws," (gauze)
Cause you're swag backwards,
Uh....I done made some different arrangements
So all you haters can leave and I don't care bout who you came wit, nigga...
Watch me paint a metaphor
Or better 5, for you and your
Hater drive
Better off, saying I,
Never lost
When and why do these people wanna just show the tension?
How these niggas stayin' fly when there's no ascension?
How these niggas gettin' by? Cause there's no prevention,
They shapeshift and wonder why they don't grow dimension,
They wasted, seed is dry, they don't grow to mention,
A facelift, needed by all this blown convention,
....so what it really all mean is that my city all seen
all the dreams that they're known to mention,
Don't scream pity,
When I stop, I'ma spot for ya,
You can look me up the block, who gon' pop for ya?..
"What up, Doc?," air it out for the block corner,
My league is Paramount to rookies,
So they pop Warner.
Track Name: A Blank Soul
(Kontrast)
They say to follow our dreams, but there's a broken path
Filled with dope models and hollow scenes of open bags,
With coke on 'em, they borrow schemes of dope and swag
'Til their throat swallows the streams of all the goats they gag,
Pray they don't follow these teams, they mostly jokers, jack,
They tote dollars that's cream all in a grocery bag,
So what's the misery...
I rip the Swisher Sweet
Open gash, make these high hopes burn with symmetry,
Floatin' past, make the sky choke when I simmer tree,
Last rope, I passed by who I was meant to be,
But then I see him,
And then I see why I would never want to be him

CHORUS
I don't think we came with,
Any other fate
But we make what we take down,
I won't feel the pain if,
We take in what we say until the plate is really scraped down,
I don't know a shame if,
A mistake is a mistake
But I'ma wait until I'm straight though,
Ain't no way I'll make it,
Until the shape of this place turns a face of a blank soul

(Fo Chief)
Somersaultin' out these bad dreams
Wakin' up from cold sweats,
Can't put my finger on it, I dunno yet,
Just what to get from it, I feel like I'm on lockdown
I smell the blood, I got a whiff of it,
Every single night it seems to trigger this,
Disfigured everything I figured in a snap of a finger
And I'm sick of it,
Show me a rulebook,
I'll show you rules that,
Have been broken in two, why would you pull back,
Can't gain a single inch, it's hard to plow through
When you got nothin' but birds all around you,
I never thought that I'd be chasin' down my own tail,
It's hard to tell, but shit I know that struggle so well,
There's no one else to lend a hand when you sunk and shit,
I clear the brain, free of strain
Love is sustenance,
I'm tryna figure ways to get rid of this headache,
So pardon me, I'm just tryna get my head straight

CHORUS
I don't think we came with,
Any other fate
But we make what we take down,
I won't feel the pain if,
We take in what we say until the plate is really scraped down,
I don't know a shame if,
A mistake is a mistake
But I'ma wait until I'm straight though,
Ain't no way I'll make it,
Until the shape of this place turns a face of a blank soul
Track Name: Fuel
(Fo Chief)
Hallucinations are leadin' the blind,
Seek and you'll find a righteous way, but,
I'm on fuck it mode
Shoot 'til the buckets closed
I break for the Palisades
Check me, no sucker bone,
I drip 'em dry, they reply
"Turn the oven on,"
High demand, respect my every breath,
I give my life for this knowing that it might not be the best for the stockings,
But invest in the pockets, it's ante up,
Listen to the pitch: it's one hell of an option,
I find it funny how these snakes move,
Beat with the same tune
Out there for somethin' that they relate to,
And it ain't me, I stay worry free
I be hippy wit' it,
With slick precision I level rebels from all divisions,
Just point me to 'em,
I'll gladly ruin a dream or two,
Follow the lambs to the slaughter
There go the scenic route,
Foresee my measures, I'm bezel poppin'
You know I shine,
This ain't a myth, I don't miss
So don't misinterpret mine


(Kontrast)
The brick that we flick at the art
Will sit at the hip of the guard,
He flip in the clip then he call
A sickening grip to his balls,
Trippin' from mystical drawls
Living a critical caused condition from shit that he lost
Wishin' he coulda just paused
The drip from the rip of the gauze,
Hickory Dickory Dock,
Pick me a mystery, pop,
Sticky, too thick, he don't talk
Picky to get me involved
Or if he just stiffed me and walked
Tricky to think that he thought
So sick, he a prick of the part,
Let 'em off,
Too slow for this shit,
You're too chauvinistic,
Now batter up I'll flip another cool bro for biz quick,
The meddling fellow is now the elephant up in the room
Who settle to bellow all the irrelevance you've funneled to
An eloquent element of an elegance incredible,
A hell of a delegate for the delicate,
Impeccable,
Just to let ya know, I wreck a flow until the record blow,
I take the checkered home and disrespect all of the skeptical
Track Name: Bars
(Kontrast)
Here in my palace,
Hold my chalice, with no callus,
I'm the baddest on your atlas,
And your status is a salvage for
My cabbage, makin salads with these lavish radishes,
You see we famished kid,
And malice is the balance
Tell them challengers to pass the grits
Massive slip, bastards trip in fashion to their classic shit,
They crash into a drastic drift
Of passion like the saddest bitch,
These savages are scavengers for wacker hits, its bad
I see the backup fits, aint happy with your soul, yall aint the gladdest pimps (Gladys Pips)
Cold icicles,
Your pipes are full with isotopes of bison bulls too wise to poke their frightened skulls inside my Titan hulls,
I leave a broken scope when brothers chokin’ in my smoke den
Your only hope is how I soak my pen stroke in the rope trim,
And now you mope in dire mess, in a sty of pigs
While I promote this riot inspired here by a Midas glitch
Scientist combining the flyest shit and a higher bliss
With wiser risk, defying this biased bitch over choir riffs,
You sigh and dip, defining a hymen split
from vagina lips
You cryin bitch, keep whining Ill pry my fist in your side with this
Designer shit, we finding the guy or miss for the trial fit
In violet, to climb in the fire pit where the lion spit
In hieroglyphs, confined to an island hit with asylum bricks,
Admire this, deciding to style flip like a Guile kick
With violence, de-twining a wire thick
On MacGuyver shit
In silence, rewriting your final grip of environment

(Fo Chief)
I’m inspired by emotion,
I fuel the sun up
Had to buck up, don’t get sucked up in that game, bitch
Shut the fuck up
Woke up in the back and broke up trees to ease the pain and soaked up
Every single thing they spoke of
Wrote it down up in my notebook,
Don’t look back, I won’t relax,
I know we both be on this cusp, but,
We single soldiers woven into carbon fibers
Holdin’ strong, as long as we keep goin’
Nothin’ that can stop us,
Hoppin’ on our back
We rockets,
Cock it back and then we pop it,
Knock it out the park, we spark it
Loggin’ hours with the heartless
Hardly ever goin’ gaud-ish
Garnish everything they brought up
Caught up in the mix, the order
Lord have Mercy on us
Caught a vibe and wrote it
I be do’ed out
Norman Otis
Chill, they killed the poet,
Feel the realest flowin like it’s open water
Got a heart of gold and truth be told, it make me go much harder
Caught up in the maze, I play my part
Pardon my persona
Saw the crease and hit it
Live it to the limit
Dash I gotta,
Splashin on ‘em
Feel the fleet deplete, I kill it,
Steal the feeling willingly
I beat the beat ‘till it be bottomed out,
How can’t you feel this heat
Takin’ off, I say that to say this, layers are still in reach
Based upon how I’m gonna get it and where my ceiling peaks,
Still the Chief as I pour out my heart and soul and quotables,
Ain’t nuttin what it look like,
From now on, that’s what it’s gon’ be
I’m makin’ my way to the top of the peak
Not a peep, not a chirp, I be workin’ for me,
Look alive and alert for the prophecy,
C’mon, ride wit’ me
Track Name: Lookin' Out My Window (Album Cut)
(Kontrast)
Lookin' out my window,
Smokin' all this endo,
Nigga, where'd my friends go,
Catch me on my way....

(Fo Chief)
I just missed the mark by fractions,
Up the stakes, gotta up the pace,
I got nuttin' to say, it's just action,
Tucked away, I keep a stun grenade,
For who wonderin' so what's happenin'
Built to win, I got an old soul
Gotta say low pro
Fo-Fo
Who jump in a tank full of sharks from the bank
Got a heart of lion, denyin' me ain't worth it..
I put it all on the line, one time for my nine
Got it workin',
Take nine off ya mind,
Got grind on my mind, got a bonfire burpin',
Built to destroy wit' a trunk full of noise
Feel the bumps in the spine
And that's purpose,
Cold in the summer, hot in the winter,
Bang on my foes, light on my toes
Get mad heat, then it's home for dinner,
No pretenders, I do what I say,
Out of this world, I'm two moons away,
Got fire that I walk with daily,
Burns inside nearly burn me alive
Gotta swerve to survive, yeah maybe,
Fuck your beef, got enough on me

CHORUS
Lookin' out my window,
Smokin' all this endo,
Nigga, where'd my friends go,
And is this the end?
Lookin' out my window,
Smokin' all this endo,
Nigga, where'd my friends go,
Catch me on my way


(Kontrast)
They meditate
And I steady wait
As I slide into your board room,
We regulate, and jams demonstrate
That our inner state is so full (soulful),
Knew chasin' dreams
In these racin' lanes
With these pacin' pains could leave me passed out,
Too many wasted flames,
You won't shake the shame,
You stay pro-pain, but you gassed out,
On last routes
I'll raise grenades with these razor blades
And I won't fail,
I'm no phase to range,
I stay tailor made (Taylor Made)
While you graze the weight of my coat tail,
But I can't tell...
Stack no feelings,
Had another brother but got caught up in the healing
I'm attacking ya pack
Tear a squad defenseless
In the back of the ac'
With no Pun intended,
Fit in,
Spitting dogs get no sittin',
Polliwog swag
I mop pets for a livin'
Gotta volley up that
No set position
Got a game on the move
Like my net be shiftin',
We baskin' out, ball gracely,
And I talk hoarse when I'm wasted,
This soup course, it ain't lukewarm
So by brute force you taste it

CHORUS
Lookin' out my window,
Smokin' all this endo,
Nigga, where'd my friends go,
And is this the end?
Lookin' out my window,
Smokin' all this endo,
Nigga, where'd my friends go,
Catch me on my way


Lookin' out my window,
Smokin' all this endo,
Nigga, where'd my friends go,
Catch me on my way
Lookin' out my window,
Smokin' all this endo,
Nigga, where'd my friends go,
Catch me on my way
Track Name: Catch Me On The Go (Album Cut) / DJ Bedz Outro
(Kontrast)
Was caught up in the middle
Now I'm back again
and I'ma need for y'all to take notice,
Lost sight of time, but still find the sign
That I'ma see too far too break focus,
I coulda crossed your eyes with these dotted lines
And my Snellin chart is propellin' art,
But my head keeps dwelling with my fails at heart
And then the dread keep comin' 'til the hail depart
Because the thread keep running 'til there ain't a yard
For me to hold the guard
When the spool get dirty,
Went to school and I knew too early
Shootin stars ain't no proof this purrrty,
Bullet bras that hold juice real sturdy
Threw em off
The drawers coolin' off
She shutter, pause, the sport do stay derrrrty,
Under par while I'm shoot birdies
Oh my god I got lucid burning
From these scars that I grew too early
No tomorrow, so we swept the sorrow
In a mess, coulda guessed the contents were hollow
I digress, all I press is a stress, remodeled
From a certain individual that test the model
And there's too many residual confessions bottled
To be true within the visual conceptions brought up,
I'll trade the pact, with no time I thought of
Gotta grind on the fact that I made the product
And it's show time
Gotta get mine. You wanna handout?
I ran it
My brand is the can, can you even get the plan now?
Or do you even really wanna be a fan now?
Show me something that deliver all we can now
You show me nothing, no damn route,
So I need to get the plan out,
But if you wanna you can

CHORUS
You can catch me on the go,
Runaway
Never felt this way before,
Am I insane?
I can't take this here no mo',
No one's to blame, but,
I thought that you should know it's not the same, girl,
And you can catch me on the go,
Runaway
Never felt this way before,
Am I insane?
I can't take this here no mo',
No one's to blame, but,
I thought that you should know it's not the same, girl

(Fo Chief)
I got bolt cutters for them chains,
I got no problems, just shakin' out,
Never been the one to be caged like a bird
I deserve to fly, that's what I'm made to be 'bout,
Played the part, but it's a wrap now,
You played your cards, you can't back out,
Left for dead, and I done came back strong,
Built the bond, so why you act wild?
You could cut the tension with a knife, huh?
Pain gets the best, but the mess never cleaned,
Have some dreams but you really don't like 'em
Can't tell, I'm in need, afraid to fail
Gotta leave
It's...
Six in the morning, grind hard,
I do just what I gotta do, and
You gotta understand I'm just out here tryin' to eat
Got a table for two, I got,
Moves here to make, no secrets in that,
Never let it get up in the way
I promised that I would never ever live a day
Like I did
Watch it come full circle like a lid
Made me a choice,
And I'm gonna stick with it,
Pause all the insults
That they depictin'
Be for the good riddance
Gotta see the good in it,
Let's stay afloat get this thang out the mold

CHORUS
You can catch me on the go,
Runaway
Never felt this way before,
Am I insane?
I can't take this here no mo',
No one's to blame, but,
I thought that you should know it's not the same, girl,
And you can catch me on the go,
Runaway
Never felt this way before,
Am I insane?
I can't take this here no mo',
No one's to blame, but,
I thought that you should know it's not the same, girl




CHORUS
You can catch me on the go,
Runaway
Never felt this way before,
Am I insane?
I can't take this here no mo',
No one's to blame, but,
I thought that you should know it's not the same, girl,
And you can catch me on the go,
Runaway
Never felt this way before,
Am I insane?
I can't take this here no mo',
No one's to blame, but,
I thought that you should know it's not the same, girl