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Pledge

by The Sorority

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1.
SRTY 04:22
[HOOK] Ok now all my ladies fly (S-R-T-Y) I got some bad ones in my ride (S-R-T-Y) You know my sisters get in line (S-R-T-Y) May be some secrets ‘tween our thighs (S-R-T-Y) [LL] Ok now all the girls standing in the line for our concert All the men trying to get this girl out her converse If you hold my money you could probably get a free verse ‘Fore I hit the pen Imma show you what I mean first Fuck with my crew they go Xena, Athena, Selena, and Frida That feeling when SZA sing Gina (Go Gina) My kicks been so clean since I linked up with Keysha This beat got the key (Shit) Hold down for the independents (Woo) Ignorant, Mighty Got us reppin’ (Woo) pHoenix been the plug for the blessings And ever since the cypher we ain’t slow down for a second Can’t even stand at the way we’ve been blowing While everyone sucking like card games in college ‘Member the name ‘cause it’s bout to be frosh again Rap shit don’t work, we gone fall back on modelling (CHEESE) [HOOK] [HM] I wonder if you ever feel attractive I just met you and I feel distracted I regret I didn’t walk in with a shield of acid Vibes is dead, you should be in a casket I could crunch you like the realest captain Ain’t no runner up, I build the traction Cross the country like the field of trackin’ (woah) I’m felling mega echelon, but man I’m just a lego block I think she left the kettle on by accident, I’m extra hot I be rolling extra cones, flowing through my megaphones Small, but probably shouldn’t wake the giant There’s some things that’s better left alone Where I’m going, shit I went alone, I’ll figure it out Too many snakes up in the grass and now they slithering out I gave my tape to all my fans if there was lingering doubt About the way I spot that average and I filter it out Fuck boy, remove a filter, annoying loser filter I will, I’ll choose to end ya I make my maneuvers bigger I just got back from Vancouver, nigga Shit, I’m smooth and slick from the West to the real West I don’t feel stress Imma organize my capital with skill sets You can’t glorify no animal, I kill vets [PP] My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard Make your dude hard, catch your girl off guard Body pos posse from top model to bottom Lips, hips and tits, ladies flaunt ‘em if you got ‘em Wear what I want, commander in commando Yeah talk is cheap, but money never made the man dough It means what it means if I ever tell a man no We be the queens and I ain’t talkin’ ‘bout a man’s show And I ain’t talking about the little city I’m talking ‘bout crowns on heads and sitting pretty I’m talkin power, money, education Wealth through health and literally the birth of a nation So tell me why you can’t respect that You tell us eat because we skinny, and stop eatin’ when we’re too fat We’re never good enough, hood enough, light enough Always trying to dim us ‘cause some dimwit just ain’t bright enough [HOOK] [KF] it’s a nice little crowd outside I got a nice little ride outside Spittin’ the synonyms, splittin’ the dividends Look up I’m mile high fly And the kick game stupid, Nike owe me a cheque Wrist game stupid on time when I roll ask Lex Pay me right now, Imma need that respect Pay me right now, or Imma come for ya neck But yo the whole time, I was rapping on some money ish Now I’m talking real, can’t even touch me on no money tip Pass me the gas Imma blow the spot now Bottom to the top Imma burn this place down 20k in the brief case, that’s a keepsake You ain’t seen Keys or the click in like 3 days Okay Come inside shut the door, there’s a draft Pull up a seat, I promise this gon be fast [HOOK]
2.
Wildin' 04:10
[HOOK] Why you blowin’ up my spot, I Need to leave you ‘lone And you make it way too hot, I Can’t come to the phone Why you passin’ by my job, I Think it’s time you go Boy you know you need to stop, I Know I got you gone [PP] I was in his D-Ms, he was on the D-L Just told her I-D-O, lemme give you the de-tails I didn’t know who she was, but she was in his e-mails And even when I found out, too late, for me he-fell See it was just the three of us, that’s what I thought for sure But I didn’t see how, she’d give us so much exposure Thought that she was done with him, he thought she was cool with it Didn’t know that she would go dumb and become a fool with it Started posting pictures, addresses and phone digits Told em anybody who wanted it could come get it Even went as far as to post receipts and card credits Even got the chatrooms popping on Reddit Then somebody said it, girl from NYC She said “I see how them men from NYC be While he was putting it on you, he put that ring on me You tell that nigga hurry home ‘cause he got kids to feed” [KF] Eh yo it’s too much of the rah rah, you know I ain’t that flashy When we out in public, baby please look past me Chill on the contact, the paps stay in my bidness Takin flicks for TMZ, way too many pictures Can't wait to get witcha, take the entrance ‘round back Ask for room 237 and just relax I’m rolling incognito, hiding from the people Peeping through the peephole; I’m sleep though I ain’t trynna keep you low-key but I got a image Pics on IG, I just can't have you in it I’m pimpin’, nah I'm kidding But I'm doing it for you too, tell the truth boo, right now We can't have ya lady finding out, and that’s real and you know it It's all on ya grill boy you show it I love you in my bed and in my head word, is bond But on road, I just can't have you hanging off my arm [HOOK] [LL] Yo this is a story all about how This mans won’t leave me alone, two missed calls Now he popped up on road, make a visit to my job Well my boss said I’m out, while I’m ducking in the lobby She said “Lex, I can’t cover for your lies, This guy seems sweet, he just wanna apologize” But we ain’t official, it’s a casual thing Now he acting like my man, I ain’t ask for a ring He was trying to catch ‘em all, I was trying to ash a blunt When a wild Lex appears, they be working from the jump Maybe had a couple nights that ended in some sex Now I got a string of texts sounding borderline obsessed Then I roll up at the party, see him standing in the corner He was trying to play it cool, then he had to walk on over Talks way too much; I’m trying to roll one up And get freaky with you baby, not fall in love Gawd DAMN [HM] Love and hate require the same emotion I stay in motion Hustling on my grind inside this vacant ocean I pray he knows this, I hate that over and over we do this We gather momentum and then we lose it It's stupid – it’s really useless Because an artist never lies, it's obvious, the proof is in my music I rather this be hi and bye basis, no time to be wasted You'll never catch me crying, complaining or trying to trace it My pencil never off huh Ghetto little broad huh Bass is always loud but shit the treble never soft huh Often I be raising it up, my cadence and hands Don’t want nobody lookin' saying “hey that's your man” He overbook me, he clingy, want me right tnurr like he Chingy Plus he super touchy feely when we wanna be litty I got a few boys, roster shit Classy bitch, posture shit Aiming for that green juice, energy, monster drink [HOOK]
3.
On Me 03:18
[HM] I like a selection, I guess I like the attention I get I like my reflection 100 My fire complexion like butter Desire affection like touching, okay Arrive with the sess but I smell like Olay I'm fire in red as if hell is my lane Designer vibe they gon' respect that I came This site is mine, I'd never sell my domain The most visited dot com Is my own while you swinging em' pom poms Rhyme my poems and it's giving em lock jaw I'm at home when I'm singing them songs dawg Religious, I'm not but I honour God Not delicious I'm starving for Ramadan So my mind clear, and my body cute In my high heels, and my body suit [LL] Yo Viah (what’s up) who’s that over there? 6’5 with the tats, in the chair Yo, RIGHT THERE (right there?) With the proper demeanour Hair line clean, with a smile like Cleaver Sheesh Leave it to me then I could give him one night, have him beg to repeat and it’s Groundhog season, till the fall of the man like the Garden of Eden I like the way that you be looking when you come through to my shows Boy if you really about it, ain’t nobody got to know He was texting all these other girls, like wait up hold the phone Now I’m getting to that money with my sisters back at home WOAH [HOOK] I said don’t you get it fucked up, I oned up Bet I make you wonder what’s under My silky red La Senza, that’s on me You really did a number upon me, yea [KF] You not my type I’m tryna bill it up I got some holes to plug I call you you come fill it up Is that real enough Mr Jim screechi when meh call You afi ansa yuh phone Cah me need a likkle flex and me deh pon mi own You not gon’ catch me in my zone It's been weeks since we freaked, love You a boops, that’s how I treat ya Put you on the shelf when I’m done, you a trophy kill Appleton mix Red Stripe and we lowkey chill Yuh zimme But you not gon’ play these games with me Text me back now before mi hype up and tweet Drive inna yuh Lex ah fi yuh next gyal fi pree Pass by ya yawd so ya BM could see I’m not into the play ting so mi beg yuh please Don’t eva eva eva, eva try play with keys I’m holdin all my stripes and my solids in the pocket Keeping ya black ball till I’m ready to knock it [PP] Ai Wine pon it, baby You know seh dat a guh drive mi crazy Stereotypes about what a lady should and shouldn't do Are so 1980's I told you in the cypher, you know what the rule is Only step into the bedroom if the shoe fits One kiss, two kiss, red lips, blue tips I ain't even tryna do it to ya if ya too lit Let's get gone, it's a celebration, bitches 36C baby, but I’m double D-licious Rub me like genie and Imma grant you wishes Got you on ya knees like you tryna make me mrs But I don't miss when shots fired Mocha Late yaya, me wired The way you put in work I'm inspired, truly Now let's go home and make a home movie [HOOK] [HOOK]
4.
[HM] Westend, where my westend chicks Over by Van Kirk where my best friend lives And they want that purp but we lef dem tings We encourage real words a nuh yes man ting, bless Imma Queen on the Queen Street strip Stand and never lay cause I need these chips Rapping in LA is my dream boy, loyal to the scene Chris, maybe we should screen these chicks Yea I scream from the West Slim thick you could tell from the seams in my dress I'm a fiend, I'm a mess For the green call it sess, it relieves all the stress From the East to the West, and on and on and on I'm a 6ix God phenomenon-nenon West Side Broad my monologue is strong West Drive side my squad is on the block [HOOK] And I fuck so good but I still gwahn bad (yea eh) And the clubs go buck but the tings real bad (yea eh) Blah blah blah blah Imma still buss back (yea eh) On a bus to the East but they still come back (yea eh) (x2) [LL] JEEZ look who it is Ain’t think much of the West End Kids But who did? Cause we Grillway grub then smoke up at the crib It’s still Dundas West and Dufferin Mall Honest Eds been had it all Fuck gentrification, you can’t have our location They go for the money go for the money go Then sell for the mills, displace all the poor Push out by the race, income looking low Young Lex gotta move, someone paying more Still rep where we from We ain’t hidin’ from no one If they hatin’ let em come Yelling “West Side” from the jump [HOOK]
5.
[PP] Scarborough kid from the start of it Born in East York, but was raised in the heart of it Even when I die Imma still be a part of it Even when I die Imma still be a part of it Worked for the City, Parks & Rec first job After school at McGregor Park we’d mob Went to the Wex but was always vex When we had to play West Hill, had a dope squad Ride down Lawrence from VP to PU Got 4 district in the rearview At STC waiting on a RT on the phone Better pray that they hear you Warden patties over everything, done talk Scarborough Mirror handed door to door on the block Room for improvement, RISE is the movement If you ain’t from the east, what are you doin? [HOOK] Ain’t no Ends in the City like the East End ends I know Ain’t no friends in the city like the east end friends for sure Got love for the west, but it’s east end love I show When I die bury me in the east end, done know Yea yea done know When I die bury me in the east end, done know Yea yea done know When I die bury me in the east end, done know [KF] I’m a Scar Town general, been bout the east side Check the credentials, my residential From up McCowan Woodside was essential Brenyon Way where we used to stand tall MT where I used to play ball I been bout them thangs Kennedy Road gang gang Ellesmere block same ting Kick up at STC till the sun up Hold on, wait, westside, run up Had this shit open since the come up I was on 9-0-5, 4-1-6. 2-8-9, neva met a girl like me, lens open Know that I'm rollin’ whatever you smoking Scarborough East, got me floating [HOOK] Ain’t no Ends in the City like the East End ends I know Ain’t no friends in the city like the east end friends for sure Got love for the west, but it’s east end love I show When I die bury me in the east end, done know Ain’t no Ends in the City like the East End ends I know Ain’t no friends in the city like the east end friends for sure Got love for the west, but it’s east end love I show When I die bury me in the east end, done know Yea yea done know When I die bury me in the east end, done know Yea yea done know When I die bury me in the east end, done know
6.
Midnight 05:01
[PP] This is for the women who be askin bout the glory that we bask in But when we don't get our dues, they Nicki laughin I dedicate this to the hella fellas and the compliments they tell us But only in secret, they don't want they homies getting jealous For the ones who know the name and disrespect all the same Thinkin it gon get you higher to us gods up in the game Who be strokin pride and swallowing everything but their ego Then talking shit about us to all our people, oh yea, we know Asked to hear some real shit then took it to imposters You ain't tryna pay producers, know that streets is watchin Joni Mitchell bet you think this song is all about you Comin' for a bad bitch's bag ain't an option Change ya name to Chris the way that everybody hate you Even with ya co-sign we still don't rate you Lying on ya dick when a chick ain't wanna date you Calling her a bitch then what that make you? Oh I see the type of sucka that you is You try to judge another for the type of stuff you did You tell the same old lies, act like it's new shit Stealing candy from a baby, on some "Fuck you, kid" But don't forget about what happened to Icarus, rest in peace He was talking wild & reckless out in Socrates' streets Chest high talkin wild bout how HE was the one Til he learned, and got burned by the gatdamn sun So the moral of the story is if YOU think you hot Before ya wings get clipped and ya body get drop And achelies get cut, and ya spleen get splattered All that talkin you was talkin a minute ago ain't matter So dead the chitter chatter and stop fronting for the ‘gram Or I'll assume you don't know just who the fuck I am Cause Icarus thought he knew, but Gravity knew better Ain't no horsemen gonna put you back together [KF] Pull up on a sucka like bow bow bow Duck down Squad pretty hittas ride sim-simma Ride low key in a all black Bimma Y’all know Keysh ain’t lookin for no beef Mans in the street trynna teif Mera’s beats Can’t afford a feat, homie whatchu mean Until now we been super lowkey That’s over I need more beats I’m sober Threats aint light li’l homie And when it’s time to write, li’l homie You betta step to the right li’l homie Act right li’l homie, dead the hype li’l homie Cuz I’m nice li’l homie And i dont need a mic, li’l homie But yo, I’ll end ya whole life, li’l homie I’ll have you home before the street lights Ya’ll dont really know me know me And you could ask Brodie, brodie I’m boasy boasy with the bars Everybody else comin’ at me subpar And I wrote this right here in my car So who wan war lil bih, mans in the comments You ain’t got content; please stop talkin [HM] And I cant say that I ain't see it coming I aim to be above it But you a lame and yeah that secret's public Poppin' like Thugger with a tweak of substance Hot like the summer or a heated oven, I’m up you see I'm bubbling You make me cry but I ain't peeling onions This crazy life is straight revealing dungeons It's scary, I’m so swayed I'm stealing pumpkins My very sight is waived, I'm feeling punches And yet I'm pacing but your heels are buckling This pivotal structures a struggle, but I promise I'll win I will dip you in the lava every song that I sing I commit to bringing drama to the jaw of my kin Talking shit and do it often is a promise I bring And though I don't always do all the right things I know you used to sucking dick - I don't swallow my sins Suppose I blew you off the corner with a Llama to brain Just 'cause you rude and out of order with a toddler brain I get it poppin in the popular lane I have a third inside my ocular vein It's like you take me for a commoner, man Bro I will break you down and twist you like an Oliver braid You a snake, Mr. BOA, so imma constrict You a slave to my poems and I am convinced You wanna take my persona and Imma convict Then Imma play my viola cause I am a bitch Sad songs for sad people, you sad, brodie You a sheep like mad people, that's BAH-loney They say the spot at the top, usually mad lonely But we going, no matter what, Just ask Brodie Sorority yes, sorority pledge I mean I already cut you off, to me you're already dead You should leave it, you a comic, like illogical men Paraplegic hope you down to lose an arm and a leg [LL] Wonder if we’ll ever reach the pinnacle of rap We was set up in the kitchen: “cut the AC in the back” Tried to make it off the internet, pray that they were feeling it Me and P decided we were making this a fact Gyro or a pizza special every single day And another record written and some other vocals laid My relationship it suffered and my friends just went away Now all my music bumping, but my health is getting drained Now they hate me Everybody judge me but they ain’t me Flip a couple bars, make another hundred angry Get up on the cypher and they dropping hate around me Never could they argue that a bitch ain’t wavy Pay me or give me all the time for the work back Driving round Jane better duck when they spit facts I be making songs that they love for the kickback Now I’m in the States doing shows and the shit’s packed God bless the 6, and the Coast and my brothers, man December over everything, cold when the winter came Eating off of Youtube money these boys are killing it Got everybody in the city, hard in their feelings, man Keysh Yo, I would die for this shit Fuck around and take a life for these kids, uh-uh, yea Been this team for a long ass time, and I’mma work till we get our shine Best believe that [HOOK] Oh my my I don't know Why why why Did I ever mess with you Oh my my I don't know Why why why You thought that you could play me (x2)
7.
Vanity 6 04:00
[KF] We move from the top to the bottom house So shoot me a text if you qualified I'm on borrowed time But baby we could work it Put this kitty on ya lips, I’ll flip it and reverse it [LL] Is it worth it? I handle every inch And I ain’t ever need no water ‘cause my thirst is quenched I’m a checkmate Queen with bad ass crew Gotta have a King piece, baby, this your move, like [PP] Oh I need you to know Few things about me before we begin You need not be concerned With my physical and where I’ve been Please don’t be that guy Assuming that we’re all the same I cannot be controlled And no I don’t need to be tamed [HM] And when I make a move Can you move with me Are you the kinda dude That's gonna disapprove Of everything I do Cause Imma still do me But I just I'd mention That I just got a question [HOOK] Can you define what a man should be Would you be fine with women like me In control of their physical being Can you be cool if we just stay friends What if I’m not even into men I’m just saying, gotta let me be me [HM] Oh boy, if you emerge As the fella I told you I need Ooo then, I can assure ya Right beside me is where you will be, yea yea And when I make a move Can you move with me Are you the kinda dude That's gonna disapprove Of everything I do Cause Imma still do me But I just I'd mention That I just got a question [KF] Long nights I'm trynna get loose witcha Bubble baths, body paints and some nude pictures Don't leave, I'm just getting use to ya Make a movie in the ‘cuzzi with the floozies, heard me? Party in the clouds ‘round 2030 I'm feeling real naughty, and my thoughts dirty Come tek off mi frock, hands on my lap Rub down my back; yo Lex where you at? [LL] So let me rock rock rock your body Some JT in the GT, it’s a party Honesty and good head got me feeling naughty, yo I call him D-A-DOUBLE D Why would he ever leave? Even on my sick days I’m sexy, baby Serving long legs got em texting late, see If he ever wanna bounce, going to the Ex word Then I bet he be surprised when I steal his next girl, like [HOOK] [HOOK]
8.
Blacklist 03:04
[LL] They wanna throw dirt on my name Paint me as fucking insane Told me they never did get what goes down in my brain But we ain’t the same I could withstand all this rain So was Da Vinci, Van Gogh Winfrey, Kanye, and Monroe Tired and hungry and low If Colin could sit on the bench Public opinion just don’t make no sense [HOOK] So put me on the blacklist I’mma still come back with All of that fire and skill Power, more hustle and will Aim at my targets to kill Put in more effort, and hours I’m steady working to claim what is ours (x2) [PP] Attention attention, did I fail to mention That I do not give not one fuck what you think You gonna say what you say and gon’ do what you do Best believe Imma do the same thing I gotta scroll through the blogs that be suckin on dicks That be tiny and flaccid as fuck Got so much shell in your heel from not keeping it real When I let it go you better DUCK [KF] I don’t give a muh fuck; I really don’t You not on my level, you silly hoe The hands on my Bezel said I don’t got time I don’t got time, I’m busy bro Calm down, you a lame, you a bottom So far out ya lane, you sloppy Same game but not the same league Keep ya head up nigga, say cheese [HOOK] [HM] You better crouch, you want this tool in your mouth? I don't got humor to spare Here to denounce, all that you knew and you found I don't got rumors to share Truth is I dare all your bredrins to flex Bruv I don't care if you threaten my stage Who comes for the service and settles for sweat No one at all, so I'm guessing I'm safe Barber got you in a chair, harder for you to beware I'm not sorry you losing your hair I snip, and I clip on the veins in your neck Running your niggas and claiming your set Made for the stage, hope you can take all this rage Don't even change up the page This chapter the one that we gon' entertain Passively pop'n deflating your brain [Hook]
9.
[PP] They say that sticks and stones may break my bones But words gon’ live forever Tell the kids who take they own lives over bullying It’s better to be made fun of than pushed or shoved Tell that bullshit to the ones they loved See, I been called a name or two in my lifetime Been on the other end of a wrist knife with no lifeline Wanted to be put on like Fenty primer and fight shine The way that I allowed others to take what was quite mine Now look at me Open for Jidenna, Drake, Miguel and JoeyBada$$ With 3 badasses and a legend with a supreme past Been recognized by my city as vital to the culture It’s not a fad, it’s my life, shout outs to all the vultures If I should die before my sight take shape Promise me at my viewing you gon’ dab and Harlem Shake Cause the life I lived was legendary, lavish, lovely So sip some bubbly when you think fondly of me [HOOK] I'm not a killer but dont push me Already in my zone but I’m feeling kind of lucky Playing in my role but no I’m not a rookie I just wanna turn up, have fun and let one burn up No words gon' ever hurt us [LL] I already told em it’s the champion blend I remind myself too when I can’t see an end Phoenix will probably break news with a rant: CNN We ending whole fucking careers with the stamp of our pen Yea it’s crazy how you go for a decade and time the vision, plus Plenty people undermine, tell em to mind they business Now work hours are finished and I’m trying to roll with Viah but if work needs to be done, I get Kevin Gates “Tired” [KF] Ayo I let you run one time, it’s not gon’ happen again Have you thespians back on track, acting again You lackin’ again You lackin’ a friend Take a number wait in line, and homie I’ll get back to you then Tellin’ me I got skill, nah, this a natural pen Went on tour with the S-R-T-Y, like 3 times Phoenix took this shit to the sky Lex a visionary ‘Viah start rapping, shit get scary Straight obituaries [HM] Opened hella big shows Toured ‘cross the C.A. Rollin with my big bros Juicin' like a V8 Bros are my shorties and yeah my shorties my squad Couple girls in our glory ain't gotta worry 'bout God Whoever God is, they got us, he or she I'm unsure I employ all the haters and then my team gon' implore Say these bars don't impress you But the bottom your bedding Saw potential in you like you was Madonna the legend Boy if you reading or listening, shit, you long overdue I gotta assume That I'm the biggest dog in the room I gobble you coons I really wish your papa condom buss All that gossip not a plus Get that drama far from ... us
10.
OTW 04:02
[HM] Major shit, I don’t know minor shit Pavement shit, y’all be the tire (shit) Flavourless, y'all just an emptines Tell me there’s wires you just like a stylist tip Under my pressure you break, nothing I say you could say Nothing I fed you you ate You takin’ your chances, I measure my stakes You takin’ advances, I treasure my change You get it but owe it back They own all your masters, you beg em to throw it back Told em that method don’t work for me America, metric don’t work for me Thank god my genetics gon’ work for me Yo shorty dependin’ on surgery Me, I be lit in the gym so my stamina match my physique Get used to the savage I be [HOOK] I’m already on the way I could never be swept away Please hurry up andele Sometimes I don’t think I’m ok But Imma make it yo, I promise I’ll never bore you with my problems Just tryna score, you know I’m ballin’ And Imma make it yo, I promise Said Imma make it yo, I promise I’ll never bore you with my problems Just tryna score, you know I’m ballin’ And Imma make it yo, I promise [KF] Make paper, stack it up to the ceiling Real talk my nigga fuck yo feelings I been ballin when they told me I would ass out I’m still ballin, throwin parties till we pass out Ain’t braggin when you see me with the cash out Since 5 ain’t never had no handouts No questions Dont stress me Just know I ride my own wave, no jet ski Probably with a African prince on a private flight I do my own thing ‘cause it’s half the price I stay laid up for like half the night Might hit twice if u asking nice I know i got the bank to back my words up Know I got the biz, fuck what you heard, cuh Keysh on one that's the talk around Pull up on me and it might could go down, like.. [HOOK] [PP] When I was just a little girl I’s always told that I would never be none That everything I did already been done And only men could ever really rule the kingdom But as I grew into a queen I realized that haters always talk shit Especially when haters ain’t never got shit Ain’t never used they own noggin ain’t never thought shit So I accepted the challenge right then and there To be just who I am and bout others ain’t never care And as I climb the ladder, the haters just stop and stare Not because they see me, but ‘cause they wanna be there And for every step I take in the right direction I’ll always be having couple haters in my section Talking bout who I’m sexin, bout who I’m steady stressin But instead of catching hands, I’m steady catching all these blessings like… [LL] Tired of eating off the Dollar Menu After all the shit that I have been through Make a normal human wanna overdose I smoke a little too much when the rent due Never made much sense when I get the group text Trying to make me flex on a track It turns into therapy sessions And overbearing confessions I say I’m fine while I battle depression Like man Maybe this is way too much Can I handle fame? Could be so messed up Yo swear I be stressing all night long Put my life on this and I can’t be wrong So I put on my boots, ready for war Big up myself, walk out that door Work and pray that I turn it around That Sorority Sound It’s forever I’m down

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Pledge is the debut album from The Sorority.

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released April 13, 2018

All records written by pHoenix Pagliacci, Haviah Mighty, Lex Leosis, Keysha Freshh

Producers:
EveKey ('SRTY')
J.O. Mairs ('Wildin' & 'Never Hurt Us')
Truss ('On Me' & 'Midnight')
Young Dreadz ('West End [Yea Eh]' & 'East End [Dun Kno]')
Shash'U ('Vanity 6')
Nine Ease ('Blacklist')
PLVYHAUS ('OTW')

Recorded at Sandbox Studios
Engineered/Mixed by KR Moore
Mastered by Phil Demetro - Lacquer Channel Mastering

Photography Adeyemi Adegbesan
Album Artwork by Kuo Design, Meta Arts Management & Adeyemi Adegbesan

Project Management - Meta Arts Management
2018 The Sorority Sound Inc.

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The Sorority Toronto, Ontario

These four emcees prove through rhythm and rhyme that there is a place for them in this Hip Hop culture. With 4 different stylings, Haviah Mighty, Keysha Freshh, Lex Leosis and pHoenix Pagliacci bring unique energy to a common craft. Each contributing their own style, personality and energy, The Sorority is a sisterhood of talent destined to empower, entertain and educate. ... more

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