The T​.​A​.​B​.​L​.​E. TOO

by The Cornel West Theory

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What up family. If you're reading this, that means that we've succeeded in releasing our 5th independent album,
The T.A.B.L.E. TOO.
Here's the backdrop:
It's the last year of Barack Obama's presidency, and we were already hard at work on this and a series of albums to be released this year when we got the news...Donald Trump is the next president.
On top of this, the living conditions of many people in the United States have gradually slipped into deeper levels of struggle. Deeper levels of need.
At any rate, not to make this one too deep, We realize the necessity of a group like us, at a time like now.

We keep working despite the lack of budget and resources to prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that the REAL is out here, if you really want it.

The mumble jungle of rap is quite obviously gone too far, and their pop tart production is all ready and sweet for consumption. The talented tenth, meaning many of our respected artists, have chosen to make more relaxed music causing a huge void, so in need of filling.

We offer you the bread on our table.

The T.A..B.L.E. TOO

SHOUT OUT TO THE WHOLE ERY'BODY. DC What up!

more new albums coming 2017. Stay Woke.

credits

released January 20, 2017

All songs composed and produced by
The Dirty Church.

All songs mixed by Tim Hicks & Aissa Hill for Type 1 Records.

Trap Star Funeral features vocals by Blue Nefertiti of Les Nubians.

This album was recorded in DC, NYC, & Cleveland, OH.

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The Cornel West Theory Washington D.C., D.C.

The Cornel West Theory is a band born in the belly of the beast, Washington DC. inspired by the struggles of DC's ghettoes, Hip Hop, and the center of world politics, our music is rooted in hip hop, but smashed into a firebrand sound containing elements of punk, go-go, blues, jazz, and industrial noisescapes. No one genre can define or contain us. This is Type 1 music. ... more

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Track Name: NATE DIAZ
1st Verse
kiss the moon
kiss the sun
pistol whip the body
with
no bullets
in the gun
sun
this is the
decision
the valley
for all competition
precision
the mission
listen
all my children
...these girls in the club
don't give a hey
...that's why they say
our time is wasted
drinkin lean
in the basement
do the trampoline
in the matrix
kings on a slaveship
I'm on my
triple stack ( 3000 )
Andre
they'd rather watch
Ye
than see
50 shades of
Freddie Gray
but what would
Tuff Gong say?
the moment
your song played?
the moment you
hit stage?
to kiss the fist
the list
the list
goes
on & on
on & on
on & on
on & on
ON & ON
We're at war
until the
MOVE family
comes outta prison
STOCKTON
slap yo ass senseless

2nd Verse
Gnash
Slap Smash Tap Snap Nap
Slash Gash then Mash u bak
Kill or be Killed
Bust Blood squirt on map
Cap jaws flat w Boxin Glove Gats
Work Hurt
Kirk Murk to dirt thru Earth
5 rounds in Octagon Mound
Warriors dont need Crowns
Search and Found
Pressure hounds reigned down by Ground and Pound
Fist missile tissue
I train official
Alpha Might
Fuk your bitch ass Mic
Hooked lightnin strikes
Hammer drops rocks drop ROCK
Muffle your punch
Scissor cuts precision cuts delivered blunt injured sharp
We'll see who got the bigger Heart
Crak a hole in your Ziggurat
w 1.21 gigawatts
What the hell is a gigawatt?
Enough Shock to stop a Nigga Heart
Track Name: 77 Buick
1st Verse
Pass the new balance my nigga
and a Trigga that can end it for the whole world
Guard gold girls
and then fly from Lo-Lo
higher than Polo
I riot of Dolo
pilot off Solo and Go-Go
Killen em softly in slo mo
a yo bro
I cant take it no mo
I tried Atonement
but Time is the Opponent of the Moment
I got distracted and old quick
the Street freezer burns dumb soldiers
w lead splinters
on Winter and Summer Solstice
but enough of this depressed spewing
A Ask Me How I'm Doin
How U Doin ?
I'm ji aight
I'm broke but feelin shine from the Limelight
whateva in Hindsight
a brutha never really struggled
so I thank my father Ronald Dobbins
he gave me Arms to bomb Goblins
and if u got a problem then u got a problem
cant apologize
and u cant for me
so if u want a Sorry then SORRY
swim the waters on some johnny-ish
Pendellum liftin swingin
Shiftin Poly rhythmic
My ingenuity dont allow limits or to mimic gimmicks
I pivot prolific
and forgiveness isnt in the judge's Sentence
that's y i spell SPELLS in every sentence
discard the litmus test as long as GOD accepts ME
that's divine recipe
stirrin ingredients
cookin longevity
open up that PASCHAL BEVERLY RANDOLPH
dark and light tug of war
stuck at a standoff
Man Falls Man Rise Stand Strong
Hands off ALL Manifestations
healin on my tongue brewin
this is MILLER VS EWING
yall cant SPIKE what I'm doin
1977 + 1
now shut the Buick
and DRIVE

Chorus
I'm riding in
my 77 buick
u said
we couldn't
do it
youngin
we did it
u think
I give a
shit
what
u think
straight fumes no gas in the tank
grind dirty ( last bar )

Repeat 2x
point blank ( last bar )

2nd Verse
music for the
riders
the drivers
regular
9 to 5ers
lions
and
the
vipers
its
raining
raining
put on your
wipers
smoking
where's my lighter?
we cut from that
mud cloth
fiber
potent in the cipher
eternally raw
beat grinder
s-slang tiger
I'm a trained
sniper
mayne
we overcame
the pain
to move
your brain
higher
the flames hotter
feel the
mothafuckin
stove
no kitchen
straight pitching
in the
mutha fuckin
cold
but
it's getting
old dog
y'all wanna be
O dog
until you pissin
in prison
missing them
phone calls
bones fall
in Rome
hold these
I got my
own
balls
from Dix Street
Tim 2 Deep
beat
the
stonewall
I
own y'all
no lean
I
won't fall
PROtein
in
each bar
so mean
no sweetheart
so clean
the lines
between
they leave
teeth marks
in each spot
without goons
slim
I'm
street smart
CHA!
burn out
di
ras clot!
dem wonder
if mi ago
dead up
inna graveyard
they only wanna
see my niggaz
in the graveyard
dem never know
that I N I
and I's
a
braveheart
youngins
is
brainwashed
some of them
HATE
GOD
tension's the
trademark
penicillin
that
paints
art
loud in my engine
straight vincent
watch the
Van Go
Belly full O' lead
Huddy Ledbetter
banjo
staying out
the Bando
why?
cause it's a trap door
started from
the bottom
what the f*ck
would you go
back
for?
Sucks what's the
act fo?
you embarrassing
Black folks
straight jokes
tell me
what the
F*ck
u
niggaz
rap for?
U frontin
in BLACKFACE
wit
your
back broke
burn all the
mp3s
that
freeze mine
and freeze time
I squeeze 9
believe mine
I'm just a reverend
with a message
and
medicine
meant to free minds.

Chorus
I'm riding in
my 77 buick
u said
we couldn't
do it
youngin
we did it
u think
I give a
shit
what
u think
straight fumes no gas in the tank
grind dirty (last bar )

Repeat 2x
point blank ( last bar )
Track Name: Mr. Colvin Sir
they came and went
my 1st in
burst in
reverse
wind
to
spin
men
with
ten
sins
cause
sin
bends
pretend
friends
pre-ten-din
but
then
again
we ain't friends
begin
when
the beat grows
my heat glows
I speak
in
sequels
to feed
souls
and
reach
those
hoes
and
pimps
the dead
the quick
your pedestal
flips
weed seed
medical spliff
uh-huh
I hope
your president's listening
cause this wind
spins to
the top
of
the
earth
the dirt penman
no the first
women and men
were NOT injuns
they INDIGENOUS
you're the immigrant
...pop pop pop
who shoots
the innocent
wrap em
in a
christmas gift
glass full O' ashes
drinkin
that
wine
wickedness
see mine
ain't fine
but
I'm
diligent
see mine
keep dying
the cry's
militant
black minds
keep frying
they still shipping
it
black lives
crack rocks
the crack business
is
BLACK LIVES
DON"T MATTER
police privileges
just look
where
Bill & Hil
Clinton
is
...y'all still don't seem to be listening.
Track Name: Whut U B is Whut U Get
1st Verse

son we actually in it
my God as my witness
I was minding my business
refining
rhyming
climbing
climbing
up
it's time to be
it it
cause
we want
our percentage
so give up the keys
man
i ain't no
beginner
nigga
I AM
A MC
cause I planted
my feet
then I planted
my seed
and
the man that I be
W E B
and the food that I eat
the same food
that I feed
the red blood
that I bleed
the dead rose
to their feet
the red roses
are sweet
the dumb fall
at their peak
the weak
prey
on
the meek
all
u
chicken fried
niggaz
who
love
beef
this is my river
swim up creek
crush-ing
u
gun kings
this
one
thing
that
got me tripping
it's not me pimpin
that pot that you
piss in
was given
by
the system
my nigga
it's them...


2nd Verse

whut up Doc
I learned reality from Block
to pop Polystyrene hearts
COPS DUN LOST THEy MIND
I'm in a world
where BLIND EAT BLIND
and the ones left behind lose SPINE
people grow to LOVE KILLERS
frontin w them DRUG DEALERS
but shun HEALERS
A WALKIN DEAD OF DUNG NIGGAS
I'm done w vigilant street rebels and militants
and errybody else w that Membership
huh jock CLOCKERS nah
i put ROCKERS on
NO ITA WONT BE TOO LONG
step on philosopher's stepping stone
I'm repping sketchin in poems
GROWN bring it bak home
LIVE
WHUT UP RIGGS
I'm bein me foreva
Can u dig?
and i dont play games cuz the game is rigged
ask Bodie
the TYRANT hates protesters and police
so my story unfolds w GLORY IN 4D
Track Name: Trap Star Funeral ft. Blue Nefertiti of Les Nubians
1st Verse


U MumBLIn StumBLIN PUNKED
Crumblin BEnjamins w your DEMONic BROTHERmen
watch out BLAK SUTHERLAND comes in 24
bet that
only RATS hang in TRAPS
destiny neck snapped
GODSPEED jet pack
METAphysical possession
my professional weapon assassin action
scope open wide range to CLOSE CAPTION
sound drowned in BLOOD CASKETS
NOT PICNIc BASkets
your breath wears a death mask
tongue manufactures plastic-speech
keeps scrap heap deep
TRAP TRACK MEET
fleetin feet-less
here comes cold PREACHER w heat
burn Mendes MEAT
Delete w'out mercy
RAISE your FLag bend KNEES
political trends keep your FADS from ending
I'm defending PURE STORYTELLING
Treme play for that fukin money
is different fthan being played for that MONKEY MONEY
THIS IS WAR
Funeral of BLOOD pours
growl and roar
RAW
Stomp that handicap rap
Forged in the SWAMP and STORM
BURN TRAP CRAP
w WARLOK LORE

Chorus ( Celia )

2nd Verse

Mosh pit party
we the army
GLEN RICE
GLEN RICE
been nice
use my
infinite
potential
push the pen
twice
then slice
ride thru
this world
this life
JT
the VP
is now
the President
John Teller's son
let us in
let is in
dread
zeppelin
rebel-in
kind of rebel
that's metal shoveling
it's
suicide
for your
squad
to come stepping in
and
messing in shit
that don't concern
U
but it stinks
my instinct
is water in
the fishtank
I give thanks
cause only
JAH know
what men think
YEAH
this is for
MUMIA
and
the imates
elephant
elephant
niggas
for
presidents
elephant
elephant
u fuckin
the world
it used to be
celibate
I'm usually cool
but I wanna
yell a bit
MEDICAL LIES
FEDERAL TIES
better than medicine
I pray the skies
open soon
it's time to see
that blood
up
on
the moon
thugs
goons
jemimas
coons
uncles
mammies
the
end
is
coming
soon
Track Name: 10 SPLIFFS
1st Verse

10 spliffs
one chalice
get ready
straight kush
no reggie
I'm smell
something
smelly
in the water
I think
something's
deadly
in the water
lead fed
daughters
and
now
your sons
drink propane
these are the
children
of
cocaine jane
I speak sayings
go be yourself
be by yourself
was the words
of
( lil ) Dap
but we ain't
know
what
he was
getting
at
consider
rap
18 years
back
niggaz
couldn't just
walk in
like that
but
nowadays
most
shooters
wear
skirts
tie-dye
dreadlocks
and
walk with
a purse
y'all head nod
in awe
like
this works
are
we
too
hardcore
to walk
on
this earth?
you see
these stars
war
for
empire
perks
the iPads
iPhones
are
just
fireworks
not even
conscious
rappers
are
armed
and
packing
they
all
acting
involved
in
fashion
I'm only
asking
you still
fighting
for
the
music?
or
are you
comfortable
stalling
the
movement?
y'all
rapped
that
rap
now
prove it
cause
hip hop
syndrome
is
down
right stupid
bitch made
bling tone
stuck
on
foolish
the fuse lit
dog
we
just
might
lost
it!

Chorus

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9
10 spliffs in a row
uh huh
aw shit
here we go
one too many
drink lean
and
forget about
love
and
then they
shot up
the club
the shit
seems to happen
so much
but
see it's a
sign of
the times
they're screaming
fuck yours!
get mines!

2nd Verse

Tell your team to be cautious
or be chalked into a coughin coffin
smoKE ofTEN as needed
geneSIS infiltrated the preACHER
corporate COLOSSus fall godLESS
the Auction costed less in 2013
in 2016 it'S enormouS
onLY the servANTS can afford it
frEE men of courage hustle poRRidge
while slAVES stampede to buy joRDANS
life is at stake
money inflates DEbates for those that scrape and take and take
the mEEk below bottom save FacE
HARDly a sAINT
i want to eAT bEAT and break
this preaCHER has an orgyASSTic taste
my eNIGma is porNOgraphy
Hennesy and blibliCAL SCRIPTures w a splash of sufISM
empty masturbatiON blues
where eMASCulation rules
this mAN contiNUES mADDening his HIGHER MASCULINITY
MovE

Chorus
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9
10 spliffs in a row
uh huh
aw shit
here we go
one too many
drink lean
and
forget about
love
and
then they
shot up
the club
the shit
seems to happen
so much
but
see it's a
sign of
the times
they're screaming
fuck yours!
get mines!

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