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Makin' Moves

by P.J.

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lucaslanegva This album is a gem man! Almost 10 years later! Favorite track: Dream On.
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1.
Makin' Moves 03:57
I wonder if I really I want it// Or is it all belief Will I miss the stage even when I’m standing on it// Or in the moment I leave will I only feel relief I wish for the initial// I wish that in the future the whole wide world knows the letters to my initials I guess it’s only right, cuz the music’s in my blood// Watch these fakers turn vampires with the way they bite Cuz they think my music’s good, sorry that I’m not modest// See I’m calmer as a person, but I’m angry as an artist Got a lot of patience, but the wait seems like the longest// And the weight that’s on my shoulder really never quite departed But everybody’s had drama// Life ain’t black and white, Obama Even if I rap tight, These record labels must be thinking that I’m playing hide and seek, Usama My friends are always asking “When you gonna get a deal?”// I don’t care if I don’t get it cause I know I’m fucking ill Don’t do a lot of bragging I just leave that to the skill// Everybody thinks I’ll make but… But my friends are always asking “When you gonna get a deal?”// I don’t care if I don’t get it cause I know I’m fucking ill Don’t do a lot of bragging I just leave that to the skill// Everybody thinks I’ll make but I know I fucking will So I ain’t done yet Nah homie, now I ain’t done yet Nah I ain’t done yet Shit. I ain’t done yet Nah homie, now I ain’t done yet Nah I ain’t done yet But when they crown me the one, bet That I ain’t motherfucking done yet Ever since I remember I’ve had the same dream, déjà vu come nighttime// Played a fool, but now I’ve labeled this as “My Time” Labels notice my shine, I’ll take it as it comes// Pause, these bitches got no flow, menopause You’ve been a fraud, I go hard, you so soft// You won’t halt my goals, I’m supposed to this music shit Who can prove the opposite? Losing ain’t an option, this// Ain’t some random fling I’ll put my motherfucking life to this, like Vicodin My mic convince that rappers ain’t so sick no more, I’m tighter than// what you might’ve been and my writing ends when title waves hit devil’s door So pedal to the floor and I’m off to the race. Pole position, a goal, ambition// A hope, a wish and I’m there. Shining, blinding if you dare to stare My… drive is never running out of gas// See I… try to finish opposite of last, but I… Know that if I’ll make it I’ll just feel like I do now// Sure I’m proud, but in my gut I know that I ain’t fucking done yet! You see I’m… never satisfied. My drive is probably bigger than yours Because I’m… never getting tired. Always striving for more. Cuz I couldn’t care less about 15 minutes of fame I want people to remember my name As more than the latest, man// I wanna be the greatest, so no wonder I ain’t done yet!
2.
Far Away 03:14
With eyes shut I can see it so clearly, I feel it near me, yet I’m so (Far Away) From the goals that I’ve set, yet looking back, I ain’t shook for that, cuz (I’m Far Away) From where I begun, with the things that I’ve done today, but either way (I’m Far Away) From where I was, from where I’ll be… It seems, so Far Away… My vision was so clear, getting blurry now that time bring worries// Hurry through struggles, enjoying every second blessed with success The sun shines, yet my mind is clouded, louder doubts// Aloud the better part of me to shrink when dark thoughts I think Does art have to bring that damn pain my brain// Put in words, which I write in ink Does failure give birth to the deeper me// And do I drown in the happy moments, could it be so simple?... Yet complicated. Feeling calm yet aggravated// Love the love, and feel dumb when I give in to the hatred Foul bowel movement, yeah this shit is ugly// But what can you possibly expect when you check under the hood It ain’t all good, I wish it all would// Go away with the rain, but then it’d all flood So I flow to save you and me// So we don’t have to stay afloat like New Orleans, yet I’m… Love goes deeper than the seven seas. Thesis - speakers are pumping ether// Believe us. Your favorite rapper’s beneath us. Put the pieces together Hotter than Ecuadorian weather with bigger dreams than John Lennon// And Dorian put together, forever It lives on, on passion that’s never gone// Never half-ass anything, committed like a wedding ring Opposite of petty shit we steadily pedaling towards// Awards, applause, of course, abroad, oh lord I’m on a roll (honor roll): like a fine student’s title// Idolizing emcees whose lyrics are homicidal Wordplay is vital, ever witness my recital// I will have you saying damn man, that shit was fucking tight yo Might blow, fuck it though, wishing for the best// Honor roll as I mentioned, I’ll pass the damn test So man, stop lying and just step up and confess// Do I have more spitting skills than the rest? You don’t need to take a guess No featuring man I don’t need a guest// I’ll be rapping till the day that I’m lying breathless Closed hands on my chest, till that day – no rest// Cuz the answer to the question is a motherfucking yes, man Sometimes the rap shit is stressing me// Straight-A’s student, ain’t no motherfucking testing me With 16 bars, give me a minute, and I kill it// I’m a menace, people know who fucking did it when I’m in it Witty when I spit it, gritty with a fitted// Iller than your fucking favorite emcee cuz I’m with it Constipated, DON’T give a shit if you DON’T get it// Cuz I KNOW I’mma reach the top, I’mma GO get it, Ridiculous how figures just rule everything// From the music that we hear to the diamond in the bling A diamond in the rough, though nobody gives a fuck// If you don’t make a buck, tough luck, yet I’m stuck so…
3.
Fast life, if the cash is light, brighter day comes// Up and down like a halfpipe in my past, write, whatever might come, and Whatever might come up may come out, no excuses// So I do this, pardon, do me, when it gets twisted like a rubix Whoever you be, I know some certain things seem to go wrong// And you overstress it if you hear some slow depressing song So no moping, eloping or hoping that your life would’ve been better// Don’t let up, when you get fed up you stay tough and keep your head up Aim up high (high, high) If I’m gonna be a star, then the limit ain’t the sky// Put my heart and soul in it, innit refreshing? Guessing you were looking for some sympathy? (Sympathy) // I can tell from you how you look at me, but look at me When you feel shitty, no self pity. No help with it// Will you always need a helping hand when it don’t go down like you planned? Damn. Always relying on someone else, huh// Why you lying to yourself, hun? It hurts me to see you burst into tears when I personally know you deserve better// Just persevere, and you’ll make it An anthem for the glass’ half empty souls// Toast. The glass’ half full, fool When you feel that it’s all sub par and you fall Through the clouds and the mountains of problems a-la-a-arm, just remember we a-a-all We gotta face struggles, now brace for it, embrace our goal, and reach for it For your life ain’t ha-a-ard. No your life ain’t hard. (so hard, so hard) Hardly falling, are we all in the same mode// Same old story, bore me Calmly think it through, should anybody pity you// Cuz little shit went wrong, so you thinking, there ain’t shit to do Admit it you know that it ain’t right// So you show that you ain’t gon’ fight For it, forget it, for it’s shown that you hold back// You know that: that won’t last, so go back, reprogram and get it I know that life’s scary, carry yourself through it// Indubitably, no matter who you be, I’m rooting for ya Who could spoil the future for you but you// Your own worst enemy, kidding me If you push yourself down, then you cheer up, clouded your mind, you clear up// Anytime, all the time, you smile don’t frown when life is a bitch, then turn her to a dime And rise on trials, live it to the fullest No limit, take shots like a bullet, never think what if I couldn’t, just do it//
4.
Makin’ Moves, hectic, skeptics can get dick// Left with, nada, a lot are proud of my best shit Get with the next, if, you don’t know or had a clue// Now you do. P dot J dot, They got Nothing, on me. Harm me? Hardly// Hardy-ha… Bitch you’re only flashy - Mardi Gras Real Hip-Hop is just lost in translation// Not my native tongue but bet I will have them saying, claiming Murder murder, murder murder Murder murder, murder murder, murder murder They saying Murder murder, murder murder Mu-mu-murder on the beat Murder on the weak I don’t wanna brag, but I was never one to brag// Humble as a mumble, but when is comes to rap’s Not a stumble, made me wanna rumble with the game// These rappers do whatever to get people to say their name Far from clever. Give it a new endeavor, you’d probably fill your liver with liter of liquor// If I whispered this should’ve gave you a buzz Food for thought for you attention starving artist, you are garbage// Litter, trash, ouch, lash out Murder, murder, when I heard ya. Burden on the game// Killing it softly, Lauryn, Uphill from here Must kill these squares. basically commit some fucking murders Murders… Have ‘em screaming Murder murder, murder murder Murder murder, murder murder, murder murder They screaming Murder murder, murder murder Mu-mu-murder on the beat Murder on the weak Now. Don’t get me wrong, real songs do appear// But rappers’ thinking backwards are just ending their careers Like a bar manager, they get boo’s// And people buying their shit just don’t have any better things to do My… gift’s rapping, Christmas time// All you… pissrappers probably missed that line Are you… Still having dreams of getting signed?// Go die… Wait…But then again I guess it wouldn’t be a Murder murder, murder murder Murder murder, murder murder, murder murder I guess I’ll Murder murder, murder murder Murder murder all beats And murder emcees
5.
Miss Hip-Hop 03:49
He’s a sly fox, has the eye of the tiger// A car with a horse on the hood, he’s a rider She’s always been good, he’s always beside her// Used to be colourful, though now getting less brighter Never been gullible, though now getting less brighter// He doesn’t even care about that, besides her Views never matter, nor her taste or her flatter// Had her ups, had her downs, currently in the latter Though, oh, I try to make her smile// Every time that I rhyme she seems to shine So I, try to keep her from the other guy// But he comes back time and time again, why? She’s never given him love// Feeling embarrassed over him, like the rest of the world Step away from the girl, you’re no good, please, stop// I’m sorry Ms. Hip-Hop, you don’t have to cry (You’re better of without him) If you wanna cry on my shoulder, I told ya// I’ll hold on, so go on and cry… (You’re better of without him) I’ll never give a reason to cry// You will smile when I rhyme, you will shine all the time Used to be treated so fine// When the poetry, the beat and the rhyme would combine Now it is too simplistic// All about the money, it is materialistic If it was up to me the game would be filled with the// Lyrically talented emcees, cheese would be A non-factor for all rappers// Replace all the hate with laughter, and please Bring the lyrics back, bring the lyrics back// It’s called rap so where the hell is poetry at? The rhyming is fine but what about the meaning? It’s demeaning to be seeing all these wannabes on TV When will we see it end? Again and again// They’re doing the same thing, repeating all their cheating And you know it ain’t right, with me in your life// I doubt that you will scream or shout, and you will never ever cry (You’re better of without him) If you wanna cry on my shoulder, I told ya// I’ll hold on, so go on and cry… (You’re better of without him) I’ll never give a reason to cry// You will smile when I rhyme, you will shine all the time
6.
Blind in the present, 20/20 hindsight, guessing// My next move ain’t gon be my best, and The stress, ain’t helping shit, hoping that I’m equipped// With the patience to get by what I’m facing Good bye aggravation, no longer waiting// Getting what is mine. If it ain’t given, then I’m taking Making so much noise, won’t be quiet till the whole city awaken// With no snooze, win I won’t loose I choose every decision, wishing some would disappear// In the thin air But it’s rather cold, make me shiver, the heart needs warmth// My heart’s needs and wants are not always the same Remain so powerless, watching the hours just sway// Away… Remain so powerless, watching the hours just sway// Away… While I’m Slowly drifting Feeling lost I try to find the lost time Looking everywhere like cross-eyed Time is money, so I’m getting broker and older As time flies, I’m… Slowly drifting Cruising… Playing the blues, and Snoozing through this bullshit Choosing music, ‘fore this bullshit Not even 20 years old// I am told to decide coming jobs, and more But no one knows what the future will hold// and this music biz is a little too unsure But music is my passion, they say work with what you love// Yet they laugh when I say rapping, man it’s hard to understand them Because work, to me, is more than gaining wealth// Should I listen to myself, or to everybody else? I’ll find a way through this maze, screaming: Mindstate of a daydreamer Drifting. Forever gone, so long// I long for the day they remember the name Remain so powerless, watching the hours just sway// Away… Remain so powerless, watching the hours just sway// Away… While I’m Hard to handle the truth// We automatically choose to overlook every proof Every wise guy’s advice, no life guide to find// So why’d I deny these feelings inside, while People… are drifting away Cuz people… are shifting their ways Cuz people… are drifting away Cuz people change from day to day People, are you the same today? As the people you were yesterday
7.
Dream On 03:56
This is I, vibing late at night, 4th of March, when// others may be out, partying, I’m tryina barge in To your iPods, and your facebooks// Like it’s my job, with no pay, took a little longer than expected, hope my songs ain’t rejected// CD’s ain’t ejected, stay calm and collected Quality rhymes as nice as the highest ranked// Guys scream FIRE without being bias, I just Never stop, no hiatus, hi haters! I decided to write and look what came… out// Played out rappers getting played out… Ouch…// Vouch to always be true, while you, do what the fuck it is that you do… On point like voodoo, who knew this dude rule// I, no Drake impression Just stating with aggression… // I knew Since self doubt is left out, I stress how loud crowds wows are// Same thing everyday: Groundhog, my god… My thesis: elite is defeat if compared to my dreams. I dream… big. And that’s all that I ever did// And that’s all that I’ll ever do And that’s all that I ever will Dream on, dream on Dream on till reality is gone// Working hard till six in the morn Late nights in the chamber of hope// I record records, call me Usain Bolt But when others are sleeping on weekends me and my peeps creeping keep seeking// Trying to find shine like a beacon Writing, reading, tweaking. YouTubeing and tweeting// Always try to sneak in every human being’s seeing Or human being’s hearing then stay in your ear like earring// Fit into the beat like the sample and the snare, and The kick, kick back, thinking about my dream world// I already got my dream girl, I’m soon there No fear, step by step, I’ll get there// Got a plan, plan to see it through, hell yeah Without a care, I’ll always have well fare If it goes well, dream, I see you next year.
8.
Liar 03:33
Spit slicker than Rick, lickety split, never slip, shit// Get up on it, ignore it or fall back That boy quick, in a jiffy I get busy// Clever, witty, never shitty, level with me? Nah, that’s Never happening, my rappin is sporadic and// Your tracks sound the same, as creative as my name, damn Took my initials, special as fuck// If you spit fire I spit missiles, shit I guess I’ll blow up What? Huh. Real rap no spinners// From a no one to a winner, from beginner to pro spitter I got the will, so I will make it// Take the wheel and the pedal to the metal raise the level and I’m gone So I take it how it comes// The good and the bad, though the latter doesn’t matter Cuz I’m at it like an addict on this rapping: no sabbatical// Changing never happen, everlasting, this is status quo Ain’t a thing on my mind// Up in the studio, not aware of time or place The bass goes ba-bump ba-ba-bump If you tell me this ain’t what you want, then You know you’re a liar Liar liar liar And you know it too Cuz the shit you’re saying ain’t true (hey hey) Liar, liar, with my pants on, sagging// Belt unfasten, should I rap faster and smash The half ass cast that rap has// I flash past bastards fast, ask the best Cuz the others ain’t half as fresh// Who’s next? Damn, have a guess Spit far from the average, half sick, plastic rap hits// Shit, I’m classic Listeners saying that kid’s tight// Bet I shine like the moon on midnight Or the sun on midday, my shit’s clean: bidé// And I’m headed to my goals, Pele Like a champ, L.A. … Lakers// They say haters make us So I gotta show gratitude to the dude with the attitude// Act rude and I’ll thank you! Ain’t a thing on my mind// Up in the studio, not aware of time or place The bass goes ba-bump ba-ba-bump If you tell me this ain’t what you want, then You know you’re a liar Liar liar liar And you know it too Cuz the shit you’re saying ain’t true (hey hey) So why you wanna do that?// You know I got the game like: Who Dat?! P to the J, thought you knew that// Bringing that smooth rap, hey…
9.
You 03:46
Pain… Said she’d never ever cause it again// Strange… When we lie close, she’s at range Games… Ain’t the only thing that she is playing// Names on her cellphone… Lame in the bedroom… Damn… Days never really filled with laughs// When we go out… Don’t hold hands Man… Thought we had it good, guess we don’t// Guess we don’t… Guess we don’t Is it my fault though? // Did I do wrongs that would make your wrongs less wrong, don’t know… Won’t go… Won’t stay…// Tell me the truth, don’t sugarcoat it like a nickname, then she said… (Didn’t want to have to do it… Didn’t want to have to brake you heart) What a comfort that is// Cuz you broke my heart, stomped on its very last wish That we’d grow old, have kids// See our own kids have kids We said we would do it// Now it’s all ruined I hope it was worth it// You made me feel worthless I never felt worse, it is// One persons fault, cuz of you… I sleep bleeding tears// All you could say was “I’m sorry my dear, but know that I”… (Didn’t want to have to do it… Didn’t want to have to brake you heart) Then you wanna talk about what happened// The spark that had you landing, in another mans mattress Or was it in mine? Why did you not decline instead of climbing in his car// Asking for a ride when you know, we don’t live far away What was love has now changed into hate// An old chapter, girl we change the page Girl we change the page…
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New World 04:00
I don’t wanna be political, biblical, ridiculed or rude: I just rap// Make a living on killing – really not feeling that You hear the irony, put down the iron G// That’s just unnecessary energy, feeling me? I elude feud by not acting rude// And I’m breaking bread without breaking rules Make it less complex, speak right from the heart With 16 bars I will fight for my cause, because I wish the sun always shined// And that guns wasn’t products that you put into aisles That the news reporter would say: “This just in// Peace calls made all wars just end, and Soldiers are back from Iraq, they ain’t going back// No more crap they finally said nuff of that” I’m just looking for a place where I// Can turn a frown upside down and smile for a while, guess I… Got to find a new world Where the people get along What if a dispersed verse burst universe’s curse// Of peace finding peace on earth And what if with a single chorus evil forces// All disappeared like Brazilian forests What if all this universal hurt turned musical work// I promise there would never be no Chase or trouble, just bass and treble// Replace pain with gain, a better day tomorrow without sorrow If it was that easy// Still can’t grasp that we really lost Amiri I feel the pain coming back// Every time I listen to that track on iRap… But what if the world lived in peace// Would Pac and Biggie still walk on these streets? Johnny J make beats? JFK rest in peace? // World Trade not lay at the end of the day? Anyway I… Got to find a new world Where the people get along Imagine the world living in harmony, no harm would be// Alarming the senses and pencils Were used in fights, no blood spill// Poverty would probably be gone like Chappelle Guess that’s not happening though// Another shut door yet another closed window Injustice just unjust shit// Unclutch clutched fist, must adjust quick Or we’ll be stuck in tough shit// Roughness – thus must thrust through tough shifts While big boss gets bonus// Don’t throw bones cuz, on their thrown they’re alone On their own, thinking bout their own drive// Some want a piece or a peaceful time, while Cops want the wrists, boxers want the fists// Lawyers the want the twist, I just want this, I guess I…
11.
Lights Out 04:01
It was all a dream! Me and my team never sleeping to reach it// Solo? No. No Nintendo but we on that we shit Stuck with the music through the trials... and tribulations// Took time (took time)… Had me working on my patience Doctor-ish, got the gift to spit it the tightest// I just… Flow let it go from my soul (soul, soul) Beat so… cold I'll know that you'll vibe to it, ride to it// So it's only fitting I say bye to it Bye for now, buy a round on me (HEEY)// Makin' Moves. So clear. This year. There’s a feeling in the air// No concealing that you stare at a star like no ceiling I’m appealing every ear Every year, been getting better, betting that I’m sitting on my chair// At the top at the end of my career. Yeah. Right here: The beginning of it all// Word of mouth: I shine like the stars and the Lights Out I'm the best kept secret hoping everybody peeps it// Makin' Moves, Makin' Moves, yeah I got my feet wet … You hear my steps coming, I'm running to the top// All you gonna hear are the squeaks from my sneaks, please believe it From here on out you gon' fear our sound// Like a... heroin draught, I'm leaving you itching, bitching for pitching// Up in the kitchen fixing the fix, and cooking the shit man Damn… Competition wishing that it would end// When I had what I needed. A pen and a pad and MacBook. That shook the game up Came up… sneaking, reeking of talent// Week in week out, check the views and re-count, reach out To contacts, bomb texts, spam tracks, sending dope - anthrax// Call me the dealer - hand-outs, all in, and out Tell my story like a fable, put it all on the table// And roll the dice: Craps. Willing and able to put my life on these bars, now write On your blogs: I'm the best in CAPS. Lock-out the game like NBA // Rising higher like fireworks. Makin' Moves is what I shout Murder, Murder, your favorite rapper gets wiped out// And knock offs get knocked out Lights Out Makin Moves' takin' time// From mixing to writing rhymes, damn put my all in it Blood, sweat, tears… Put my heart in it// Bit cliché but anyway… Been 3 years in the making. Or maybe four// Maybe more, maybe less, fuck the stress Fuck every single thing that ever got to me, it got to be worth it. The hurt and the pain. In the end of day, I made this to say// Thank you to every single one of you that pressed play Game-changer. Name-reminder P.J., P dot J dot. Biggest shining star like the moon when it's night out. So good morning, good day and good night

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