Floetry In Motion, by Edgar Allen Floe & J Wheels

Floetry In Motion

by Edgar Allen Floe & J Wheels

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releases 19 June 2012
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1.	Floetry In Motion (feat. Nakia Madry & Hamza The 7th Sun)
2.	I Don't Know Why 03:21	lyrics	download

3.	Where Did I Go Wrong
4.	Head To The Sky (feat. Jon Bibbs)
5.	Jealous (Keep On Pushin') (feat. Chaundon, L.E.G.A.C.Y., & K'bana Blaq)
6.	Central Booking
7.	Superfly (feat. Termanology & Nakia Madry) 04:05	lyrics	download

8.	Mighty Floe Young (feat. Nottz & Royce da 5'9")
9.	Don't Stop (feat. LaToiya Williams)
10.	Caroline
11.	Two Moms (feat. Chris Whitaker)
12.	I Love The Game
13.	The Realest Talk (feat. Carlitta Durand)

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Justus League artist Edgar Allen Floe teams up with producer J Wheels to deliver "Floetry In Motion". Features special guests Royce da 5'9", Nottz, Termanology, LaToiya Williams and more.

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releases 19 June 2012
Nottz Appears Courtesy of Teamsta Entertainment Music
Royce da 5'9" Appears Courtesy of Slaughterhouse
Termanology Appears Courtesy of Nature Sounds
Carlitta Durand Appears Courtesy of herself, some waings and a few sips of Red Bull
Jon Bibbs Appears Courtesy of Jon Bibbs Company
LaToiya Williams Appears Courtesy of herself
Nakia Madry Appears Courtesy of Peach Fuzz Entertainment
K'bana Blaq Appears Courtesy of Peach Fuzz Entertainment
Chris Whitaker Appears Courtesy of himself
DJ Flash Appears Courtesy of Hall of Justus Music Group
Hamza the 7th Sun Appears Courtesy of himself
Chaundon Appears courtesy of Golden Era Music Inc.
L.E.G.A.C.Y. Appears courtesy of S.I.N. Music

Executive Produced by: Daryl Sams & Jeffery Wheeler

Mastered by: Slicemysta and Edgar Allen Floe @ Corporate Floe Studios, Durham NC

Marketing & Publicity: MCEO Records, LLC & Mass Media Group llc

Edgar Allen Floe Legal: MCEO Records, LLC
J Wheels Legal: Mass Media Group llc

Photography: Dexter Cohan
Design: J Wheels

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Edgar Allen Floe is an award winning hip hop artist from North Carolina, gaining acclaim as a member of the hip hop ... more collective, The Justus League.

In 2011, he was nominated for a Juno Award for his work on the song "Don't Turn Around" with Canadian emcee Ghettosocks. In the same year, "Don't Turn Around" had also won an ECMA Award for "Rap Single Of The Year". less

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Track Name: I Don't Know Why: I Don’t Know Why

(Intro)

Yeah, Edgar Allen Floe
My homie J Wheels
VA to NC, we do it like this
yeah, I don’t know
I don’t know man, yeah
Let’s speak on it though (c’mon), ayo

(Verse 1)

It’s like, the clock’s forever move making
while you sitting on your ass, scared of move shaking
They asked what you wanted to be when you was younger
now your life you just wanting to flee, you going under
Dreams of an architect, now for self you lost respect
but you can build a lot before you cash the boss’s check
A foundation built on Knowledge of Self
even though the scholars thinking only college will help
You can move from the bottom up, brick by brick
Step back, notice your progress tick by tick
tock by tock, nail your thoughts stick by stick
By choosing the right hammer, ‘cause clip by clip
You could see some delays, missed deadlines and fines
or on the front page, with the headline of crime
It’s hard to do right, let’s try to level the playing field
You scared to say this is the house that your brain built

(Chorus: Ad Libs)

I don’t know, why is that
What’s really going on out here man
Let’s be real for a second
Nobody can give me an answer
Nobody can speak the truth
I tell you one thing though
Floe’s gonna give it to you
Let’s go, c’mon

(Verse 2)

Aye yo, and I know why, you just don’t give a fuck
and I know why, you just wanna live it up
With fly chains and cars, steady buying out the bar
‘cause that shit feels good, superstardom like it’s Hollywood
North Carolina’s capital we call it Raleighwood
kids idolize ballers and shit I probably would
If I was their age, ‘cause the parents ain’t making the grade
kids unguided, the bond is fading away
It used to take a village, to raise one child
now the village runs wild, exchanging crack viles
weed sacks, and bongs, what the hell is going on
then they blame this generation for the wrong
Take a good look in the mirror momma
a grown ass child, that’s where your daughter got the drama, and uh
I ain’t forget about you father
Scared to shaq up, biological didn’t bother, wow

(Chorus: Ad Libs 2)

Yeah, where y’all at man
can anybody, anybody out there, give me an answer
What’s up yo? What you think about that?
Let’s get down to it man
We gotta start digging real deep, you know
Yeah

(Outro: Ad Libs 3)

That’s real man
EA Floe, North Caroline
J Wheels, VA
We represent the real man
We got to speak on it man
Ain’t nobody else speaking on it
Need to break it down man
Let’s go

(End)
Track Name: Superfly (feat. Termanology & Nakia Madry): (Intro)

Yep, Termanology
Edgar Allen Floe, yeah
J Wheels on the track, yeah
Superfly shit

(Verse 1: Edgar Allen Floe)

Yo, as soon as I hit your town
And both Wallabees hit the ground
I expect you to kiss the crown or kneel down
’cause y’all ain’t fucking with him
Better be up to listen, and feel this touch of wisdom
or simply another victim, once again his pride hit him
Right on his ass, took an L so fast
trying to see a W, now see ICU
Remember Punks Jump Up To Get Beat Down?
But now chumps get trumped, how does defeat sound?
’cause Floe will Texas hold ‘em, then shape and mold them
To a fake pro with play dough, tried to told him
You thinking you large, yeah you might’ve outsold him
but my shit hold weight, so truly I out-globe him
He wanna be a leader homie, I don’t know him
How can I follow when with ease I could fold him
I do my thing and keep my B.I. private
So check for the true leader, witness the Superfly shit

(Chorus: Nakia Madry)

You know who he is, you know what he is
The kid is so Superfly, Superfly

(Repeat)

(Verse 2: Edgar Allen Floe)

State of the art shit and you the prime target
But taking you on ain’t really what I call a bargain
See I don’t deal with the fakes, you’re too late
so your bread I won’t break to try to fill my dinner plate
‘cause the loaf is so poisonous
You think it’s a dream and can’t believe
Floe’s exposing the boy in us
and boy it’s tough, your boy ain’t tough
he just be on that premium helium, I enjoy his bluff
So gassed up, thinking he flying high
The latter of Ride or Die, that’s what he gets for trying I
Now the boy and earth collide, and he asking the god why
Floe Almighty sitting high, boy what a smart guy
I max well, chillax well, when I attack yell
You still get thrown over crowd like a packed jail (overcrowded)
Up next is Murder Mass, really though
‘cause Term is a man knowing the ledge
But y’all don’t hear me though (Termanolgy)

(Chorus x 2)

(Verse 3: Termanology)

I ain’t got paper so I don’t bring the Range out
But I got a burner that’ll blow your brains out
I’m drizzling rain in a sizzling rain drought
Cocaine droughts is out, we just made South
You sucka ducks meet a slut, then you marry it
I got heavy flow like a ho on her period
I’m seriously hilarious, but I’m serious
After I damage it I throw a bitch out the Marriott
I’m feeling it, brilliant rhymes I got millions
really it’s real, Shakespeare should be my alias
the way my poetry flow it be so strenuous
All of these venomous menace’s sentences will end quick
You know the rest, these hoes is so obsessed
Me and Edgar Allen Floe on this J Wheels shit
It’s like Prince and Mike Jack with Quincy
20 years ago, check the flow, so crispy
Like my Air Ones, cut in my fade
And my blade will chop up drugs that’s high grade
I’ve been hustling, since a young boy so why change
I’m on the run, got five IDs and five names, I’m made
What a shame, they blame this Hip Hop for violence
Just imagine if there wasn’t no rap
Then every rapper that rap, probably be packing gats
I probably be a maniac, eating your children like snacks
I’m a monster

(Chorus x 2)

(End)