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college.

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"college" is exactly what the title suggests... a piece of art born in just that specific environment and thus very much resembles it. this 23 minute mixtape is the first project I've completely written while up in school and the subject matter and sound definitely reflects this.

written at the fork of the road...... college.
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released 22 December 2011
I def gotta shout out everyone who in one way or another helped this project be possible: B. Harvin, J. Cabassa, F. De La Rosa, L. Estevez, R.L. Hernandez, S. Gonzalez and T. Minaya (kinda lmao)
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tags: hip hop hip hop/rap rap binghamton bronx college hip hop regis herasme xit
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Track Name: Collage
Collage
Additional Vocals by Lynette Estevez
Track Name: Seasons
Seasons (produced by BlaZe)
Additional Vocals by Lynette Estevez & B. Harvin
Track Name: City Slicker
City Slicker (produced by Lemy)
Additional Vocals by B. Harvin
Track Name: Do It All
Do It All (produced by XiT)
Additional Vocals by B. Harvin

-Hook-
Ya know me - I do it all
Drink, smoke - I do it all

-Verse 1-
I work hard on weekdays so weekend I'm wyling
So every Friday you probably catch the boy smiling
Looking a lil bent, with my red cup
Type messed up, With a girl blessed from the chest up
And looking real fly is the norm
I probably perform a porn in your girl dorm
And don't be mad at me son blame it on your shorty
I heard a couple niggas done hit that before me
Ha, I do it all
I heard you wanna be like me - tryna ball
And you going round town saying you the best
You're as honest to your rhymes as I was to my ex (#cmonson)

-Hook-
Ya know me - I do it all
Drink, smoke - I do it all

-Verse 2-
And I be chillen in my crib just sipping sangria
Waiting for a chick to hit-me-up
And tell me whats the wave, tell me where we going
Then maybe check the Twitter cause my followers be knowing
Yea - I'm on my college shit,
and the neighbors call the cops on us college kids
Yo we having a good time, I swear they just jealous
Cause everybody sayin I'm Hot, dog no relish
Ha, I do it all
And wack girls gimme numbers Ima never call
And other niggas get mad they aint baggin' shit
And all I'm saying is the truth I ain't braggin' shit

-Hook-
Ya know me - I do it all
Drink, smoke - I do it all

-Verse 3-
And I only drink good shit - I feel like I deserve it
Know what I wanna say but I dunno how to word it
Yea, and every shot served its purpose
This hangover bad, but last night was worth it
Perfect, lets do it again
Bottles on me girl if you bring a friend
We could have a good night - one for the books
We can be kings and queens fuck all the rooks
Yea uh, uh I do it all
beer - light dark alcohol
Im ready to drink it all whatever the ladies want
But there ain't no dodging all the shots we bought

-Hook-
Ya know me - I do it all
Drink, smoke - I do it all
Track Name: Interlude
Interlude (produced by XiT)
Additional Vocals by B. Harvin
Track Name: First Round
First Round (produced by XiT)
Track Name: College Sh*t
College Shit (produced by Andromeda)
Track Name: Nobody Knows
Nobody Knows (produced by Franko Rossi)
Track Name: Never Find You
Another day another dollar my life a monotony
But watch and see how shorty changed my life right in front of me
It was all good until the first day I seen her
Body so bad it could be a misdemeanor
(look like a ballerina) So I stepped up to plate
Spit a bit o game I swear everything was great
Till she wanted a relation I wasn't the type to settle
Cause still to this day I think women are the devil
She asked me (hold me a while)
And how could I say no to that smile,
I know damn well, (I can never find you)
I'm single, but music don't allow me time to mingle
But something bout this girl make a nigga heart tingle
Things started speeding up, everything divine
My bed was her bed and mines in no time
I'd sip white whine she told me bout her history
Then ask about mine, lets keep that one a mistery
Yes your curoius but my truth ima keep it
Be sure there's a reason why my secrets are a secret
Now lets not discuss me
Tho I need for you to trust me before you say you love me
Later on she'd elaborate on her story
And all the shit she went through in relations before me
Mentioned her ex aint show her any attention
Fucked up past with other dudes left a mind full of tention
Reckless vultures only sense of culture
Is lust going raw - fucking a wet chocha
She'd think it was the language of love
But she didn't understand like foreign movies not dubbed
And in the crib she would cook and clean
Treat me like a King In hope I'd treat her like a queen
She gave a nigga a cool rush
In my bathroom she even had her own toothbrush
Soon we were in a zone of comfort
I was back to recording and performing at concerts
Working to pay bills in a fucked up economy
You mad my hustle got me in a state of autonomy
She bitched I made no time and yes I must confess
These arguments have also made us sex much less
Damn and my moms made it clear
If I don't pay my girl attention then another man will
Crazy how I felt us fade fade,
Another dream team fail like Lebron and Wade
How I hate looking back at before
And straight up knowing that I coulda done more
Cause you gone and I stand lost like this cant be true
Looking round for Ashton and his camera crew
but its real..