Music Video #37: Killa McClain x Frank Calhoune "Straight Up! / Straight Down!"

Music Video #37: Killa McClain x Frank Calhoune "Straight Up! / Straight Down!"

"Straight Up! / Straight Down!" iz a single & 5th video from Killa McClain's upcomin' album, Joce Mode, courtesy of All The Way Real Entertainment, as well as this track also bein' brought to you by LuckyDogz Entertainment. "Straight Up! / Straight Down!" iz a collab with LuckyDogz Entertainment multi-media master, Frank Calhoune. Tha video takes place in tha Big Island of Hawaii, as well as a special appearance from BossMan Dlow, in Lafayette, LA, where Killa McClain met Dlow at tha airport. Killa McClain & Frankie are celebrating success, through their Hawaii travels of being in a cave, at a volcano crater, being at beaches, being on a summit nearly 14,000 feet in tha air & more! Frankie uses two layers of videos to make this music video, featuring a Big Island outline & a double-pineapple outline; Filmed by Frank Calhoune, edited by FrankieThaLuckyDog.

Artist: Killa McClain x Frank Calhoune

Title: "Straight Up! / Straight Down!"

Location: Franklin, LA / Long Island, NY

Label: All The Way Real Entertainment / LuckyDogz Entertainment

Producer: []

This song iz off of:

- Killa McClain x Frank Calhoune "Straight Up! / Straight Down! (Single)"

- Killa McClain Joce Mode

Lyrics:

[Hook: Killa McClain & Frank Calhoune]

Straight up (straight up!)! Straight down (straight down!)!

Straight up (straight up!)! Straight down (straight down!)!

Straight up (straight up!)! Straight down (straight down!)!

Straight up (straight up!)! Straight down!

[Intro: Killa McClain]

I just be doin' my thiz-i-ing...

I just be doin' me.

Look...

[Hook: Killa McClain & Frank Calhoune]

I'ont sugarcoat nothin', I ain't cut no corners.

No1 makin' way! No way!

If I say it, believe it. You can betcha life on it.

I'm straight up, I'm straight up; I'm straight up, I'm straight up (that's why it be like...)!

Straight up (straight up!)! Straight down (straight down!)!

Straight up (straight up!)! Straight down (straight down!)!

Straight up (straight up!)! Straight down (straight down!)!

Straight up (straight up!)! Straight down (straight down!)!

[Drop: Killa McClain & Frank Calhoune]

Up, down, down! Up, up (McClain!)!

Down, down, down (McClain!)! Up, up (McClain!)!

Up, down, down (McClain!)! Up, up (McClain!)!

Down, down, down (McClain!)! Up, up (McClain!)!

Up, down, down (McClain!)! Up, up (McClain!)!

Down, down, down (McClain!)! Up, up (McClain!)!

Up, down, down (McClain!)! Up, up (McClain!)!

Down, down, down (McClain!)! Up, up (McClain!)!

[Verse 1: Killa McClain]

I'm built to give you tha real (yessir!), tell you just how it iz (all tha way!).

If I got it, I got it (okay); if I don't, I will (I go & get it).

I shmoke weed & pop pillz (ecstasy), I'ont drank no beers (nope).

I can't win, I ain't winnin' (nope); bitch, that ain't no deal (uh-uh).

Who woulda thought I'd still be here, after runnin' tha streetz fa all these years (I'm just sayin')?

I gotta say, it's God's way. I gotta thank him; God real (thank you, Lord).

A lotta tymes, I coulda been locked up, up in a jail (thank you, Lord!).

Then, I went home & I went to sleep & I coulda been in a cold cell (little-bitty blanket).

When you see me, I be fly; I'm like a pick of tha litter (pelican-fly).

Boy, I got haters? I'ono, but I keep me a pistol (keep me one).

They gon tell you I'm straight up, if they know somethin' 'bout Killa (if they know somethin').

Don't trust him if he tell you that I ain't 'bout my bidness (this my life).

[Repeat Hook]

[Repeat Drop]

[Verse 2: Frank Calhoune]

Through Hawaii, tha gr8 life (straight up)...

...to tha "Why?" evil states sigh (straight down)...

One-Zero-Zero, it in me (straight up)...

Sub-Zero hero, wit thin knees (straight down)...

My head up for tha next goal (straight up)...

Lies said, "Cuff up for tha wrecked control" (straight down)...

In tha sky, gettin' high (straight up)...

Been magnified! Questions rise (straight down)...

Straight up (straight up), straight down (straight down)!

Ate tha cut! It's dope gold (ah yeah)!

Straight up (straight up), straight down (straight down)!

Escape tha cut! This "Joce Mode" ("Joce Mode")!

[Repeat Hook]

[Repeat Drop]

[Drop 2: Killa McClain & Frank Calhoune]

Up, down, down! Up, up!

Down, down, down! Up, up!

Up, down, down! Up, up!

Down, down, down! Up, up!

Up, down, down! Up, up!

Down, down, down! Up, up!

Up, down, down! Up, up!

Down, down, down! Up, up!

Up, down, down! Up, up!

Down, down, down! Up, up!

Up, down, down! Up, up!

Down, down, down! Up, up!

Up, down, down! Up, up!

Down, down, down! Up, up!

Up, down, down! Up, up!

Down, down, down! Up, up!

Purchase "Straight Up! / Straight Down!" here: https://music.apple.com/us/album/straight-up-straight-down-single/1753195179

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Music Video #36: Killa McClain x Frank Calhoune "In Franklin"

Music Video #36: Killa McClain x Frank Calhoune "In Franklin"

"In Franklin" iz a single & 4th video from Killa McClain's upcomin' album, Joce Mode, courtesy of All The Way Real Entertainment, as well as this track also bein' brought to you by LuckyDogz Entertainment. "In Franklin" iz a collab with LuckyDogz Entertainment multi-media master, Frank Calhoune & produced by Franklin/Slidell's DuceFive On Da Track. Tha track & video take place in various parts of Franklin, LA, as well as multiple parishes in South Louisiana, featuring Saint Joseph Parish (SJP) & Saint Mary Parish (SMP). Killa McClain & Frankie are in tha 337, just linkin' up wit err-body they encounter, just to feel tha luv. Watch as Killa & Frankie are "In Franklin"! Filmed by both Killa McClain x Frank Calhoune, edited by FrankieThaLuckyDog.

Artist: Killa McClain x Frank Calhoune

Title: "In Franklin"

Location: Franklin, LA / Long Island, NY

Label: All The Way Real Entertainment / LuckyDogz Entertainment

Producer: DuceFive On Da Track

This song iz off of:

- Killa McClain x Frank Calhoune "In Franklin (Single)"

- Killa McClain Joce Mode

Lyrics:

[Intro: Killa McClain & Frank Calhoune]

Killa McClain (Back'a town, Beech & Pine; SJP to 9th Street)!

Behind dat there, like dat there, wit dat there (Back'a town, Beech & Pine; SJ--)!

I'm in Franklin.

Franklin, I'm in Franklin.

[Hook: Killa McClain & Frank Calhoune]

Back'a town, to Beech & Pine; SJP to 9th Street.

Back'a town, to Beech & Pine; SJP to 9th Street.

Back'a town, to Beech & Pine; SJP to 9th Street.

Come to tha Boot, come down 90; Franklin, you gon find me!

Franklin, I'm in Franklin!

From da parish, fuckin' wit tha high rankings!

In Franklin, I'm in Franklin!

Franklin, I'm in Franklin!

[Drop 1: Frank Calhoune]

Frank-high-parish-I'm-Fa-Franklin, lin-lin-lin.

Frank-high-parish-I'm-Fa-Franklin, lin-lin-lin.

Frank-high-parish-I'm-Fa-Franklin, lin-lin-lin.

Frank-high-parish-I'm-Fa-Franklin (aye!!).

[Verse 1: Killa McClain]

Come take a ride wit me, get high wit me; come block thru the country.

Ain't all tha traffic & city lights but if you from it, you love it.

It's either Danny's Fried Chicken or a boudain from Butler's.

Not gang members, we just gangstas; we ain't killin' for colors.

From SJP to tha 9, all tha youngstaz be clutchin'.

It's a new era; I'm hearin' stories how they uppin' & bussin'...

& hard-headed, can't tell 'em nothin'; it's 'bout thuggin' & druggin'.

Say, he ain't wavin' no white flag; he give a fuck if they cousins.

You want my head? Stop all that stuntin' & nigga, come if you comin'.

I ain't runnin', I can guarantee ya, bitch, it's gon get ugly.

Greg Dukes, me & Frankie got tha ville turnt up.

They fuck wit me, when they see me & tell me, "Don't neva give up!".

[Repeat Hook]

[Drop 2: Frank Calhoune]

Frank-high-parish-I'm-Fa-Franklin, lin-lin-lin.

Frank-high-parish-I'm-Fa-Franklin, lin-lin-lin.

Frank-high-parish-I'm-Fa-Franklin, lin-lin-lin.

Frank-high-parish-I'm-Fa-Franklin.

[Verse 2: Frank Calhoune]

Frank Calhoune, in Franklin!

Killa McClain, gotta thank him!

Fa da DuceFive On Da Track track!

In a wrapped plaque; that's a cracked fact!

Unstoppable grind till 2087!

Responsible shine, skillz of 337!

Good to all my people (good to all my people!)!

Good to all my people (good to all my people!)!

Franklin, my ass in Franklin!

Rollin', tokin', shmokin', chokin', blowin' on stanklin!

In Franklin, my ass in Franklin!

Rollin', tokin', shmokin', chokin', blowin' on stanklin!

[Repeat Hook]

[Drop 3: Frank Calhoune]

Frank-high-parish-I'm-Fa-Franklin, lin-lin-lin.

Frank-high-parish-I'm-Fa-Franklin, lin-lin-lin.

Frank-high-parish-I'm-Fa-Franklin, lin-lin-lin.

Frank-high-parish-I'm-Fa-Franklin, lin-lin-lin.

Frank-high-parish-I'm-Fa-Franklin, lin-lin-lin.

Frank-high-parish-I'm-Fa-Franklin, lin-lin-lin.

Frank-high-parish-I'm-Fa-Franklin, lin-lin-lin.

Frank-high-parish-I'm-Fa-Franklin, lin-lin-lin.

Purchase "In Franklin" here: https://music.apple.com/us/album/in-franklin-single/1693127360

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Music Video #35: Killa McClain feat. Frank Calhoune "I Luv 2 Turn TF Up!"

"I Luv 2 Turn TF Up!" iz a single & 1st video from Killa McClain's upcomin' album, Joce Mode, courtesy of All The Way Real Entertainment. "I Luv 2 Turn TF Up!" iz a collab with LuckyDogz Entertainment multi-media master, Frank Calhoune & produced by Lafayette's Mikki Gunz. Tha track & video take place in various parts of Iowa, Nebraska & South Dakota, while includin' various B-Roll from Louisiana. Killa McClain & Frankie are jocin' in Iowa, gettin' fulla dem edibles & are off to turnin' TF up! Watch as Killa & Frankie turn TF up & go "up there, up there; up there, up there"! Filmed by both Killa McClain x Frank Calhoune, edited by FrankieThaLuckyDog.

Artist: Killa McClain feat. Frank Calhoune

Title: "I Luv 2 Turn TF Up!"

Location: Franklin, LA / Long Island, NY

Label: All The Way Real Entertainment

Producer: Mikki Gunz

This song iz off of:

- Killa McClain feat. Frank Calhoune "I Luv 2 Turn TF Up! (Single)"

- Killa McClain Joce Mode

Lyrics:

[Intro: Killa McClain & Frank Calhoune]

Behind dat there, like dat there, wit dat there!

We got Killa McClain in tha build-i-ing, ya heard me?

We still up there, up there, up there, up there; up there, up there, up there (a bag).

& still stuck there, stuck there, stuck there, stuck there; stuck there, stuck there, stuck there, stuck there (don't do it).

I done hooked up wit FrankieThaLuckyDog, Frank Calhoune, ya heard me (I got a lil' one)?

Rat-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta! Aye!

From tha muthafuckin' south to tha East Coast (dem hoes'll be ya downfall).

[Hook: Killa McClain & Frank Calhoune]

Bitch, we gon ball & we gon chill; bitch, you know how da game go.

Buy some cars & get some hoes & let 'em blow us down.

We goin' up there, up there; up there, up there.

We gon yea 'cause we yea; keep it yea, we yea.

I luv 2 turn TF up!

I luv 2 turn TF up!

[Drop: Killa McClain & Frank Calhoune]

Up there (stuck there), up there (stuck there); up there (stuck there), up there (stuck there).

Up there (stuck there), up there (stuck there); up there (stuck there), up there (stuck there).

There-up-up-there-there (stuck, sta-stuck, stuck); up-up-there-there (stuck, sta-stuck, stuck).

Up-up-there-there (stuck, sta-stuck, stuck); up-up-there-there (stuck, sta-stuck, stuck).

[Verse 1: Killa McClain]

Jump in my shit, bumpin' my shit; beat my shit to tha max.

Used to be broke but not no mo 'cause bitch, I'm goin' to dem racks.

If you ain't talk 'bout what I'm talkin', I ain't callin' you back.

I'ont smoke, I'ont kick it; bitch, I only want a bag.

I'ont want no problem tryna eat; don't get in tha way of my grub.

My stomach call, I gotta answer; plus, I got a lil' boy.

Behind my life & how I'm livin', I'a up tha AR.

Don't trust dem hoes, live by a code; they'll be your downfall.

I play tha game how it go; ain't no hatin' in my veins.

If I can't fuck & you can, I'm still keepin' it a grand.

Bitches choose, playaz play; pussy don't wait fa no man.

Not just you or just me; it's just some shit neva change.

[Repeat Hook]

[Repeat Drop]

[Verse 2: Frank Calhoune]

McClain be up there (up there) & Mikki still stuck there (stuck there).

Pop Quiz: What '80s baby got luck here?

Tha Kiggy-Kiggy-Calhoune who luv ta be high!

Steady pumpin' viggy-volumes; it's tyme fo tha ride!

I must turn tha muthafuck up!

Find somethin' ta burn to hover & knuck guts!

With Killa McClain & Mikki (Mikki), we bring tha pain (ugh!).

My energy sky-high, mane; soarin' thru tha rain (vroom!).

Work 36-hunnid seconds; by tha hour.

"Say, what turn you up, LuckyDog?" That flower!

[Repeat Hook]

[Outro: Killa McClain & Frank Calhoune]

Va-Va-Va-Va-Volumes; tha Kiggy-Kiggy-Calhoune.

Mc-Kiggy-Kiggy-Clain; rat-ta-ta-tat, neva change.

Ta-ball-rat-ta-game-ta-ta-ta-yea, neva change.

Mc-Kiggy-Kiggy-Clain; rat-ta-ta-tat, neva change.

Up there, up there; up there, up there.

Stuck there, stuck there; stuck there, stuck there. Stuck there, stuck there; stuck there, stuck there.

Up there, up there; up there, up there.

Stuck there, stuck there; stuck there, stuck there. Stuck there, stuck there; stuck there, stuck there.

Purchase "I Luv 2 Turn TF Up!" here: http://itunes.apple.com/album/id/1655468147

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Music Video #33: Frank Calhoune feat. DJ B Real "Consecutively, Consistently, Continuously"

Tha 14th single & 16th video from Frank Calhoune's album, Autistic Stoner Rap, Vol. 1: A Trip To B.R., courtesy of LuckyDogz Entertainment. "Consecutively, Consistently, Continuously" iz a collab with Baton Rouge, LA producer/recording artist, DJ B Real & produced by B Real, himself. Tha track iz about bein' on a consecutive, consistent &/or continuous grind; tha video was made by yours truly, as it takes place as a poker game. Watch as Frankie & DJ B Real let tha world know how it iz to be consective, consistent & continuous, shine-and-grind style, of course!

Artist: Frank Calhoune feat. DJ B Real

Title: "Consecutively, Consistently, Continuously"

Location: Long Island, NY / Baton Rouge, LA

Label: LuckyDogz Entertainment

Producer: DJ B Real

This song iz off of:

- Frank Calhoune feat. DJ B Real "Consecutively, Consistently, Continuously (Single)"

- Frank Calhoune Autistic Stoner Rap, Vol. 1: A Trip To B.R.

Lyrics:

[Intro: Frank Calhoune & DJ B Real]

This how tha LuckyDog Calhoune be on 10.

Consecutively, consistently, continuously on 'em.

Uh huh; mmm-hmm.

[Hook: DJ B Real & Frank Calhoune]

If you wanna shine, you gotta put in work (put in work).

Stay on your grind, stay consistent; put in work (work).

No need for wastin' tyme; go in and put in work.

Grind hard, shine hard; that's what happens when you work (what you tell 'em, Frankie?).

Consecutively, consistently, continuously droppin' (work).

Consecutively, consistently, continuously neva stoppin' (work).

Consecutively, consistently, continuously poppin' (work).

Consecutively, consistently, continuously fa'eva rockin' (work).

[Verse 1: Frank Calhoune]

Once upon November 4th, tha LuckyDog was born (born).

Tha year was 2-Da-Double-2, up on every forum (forum).

Tha age turned into 19; tha Lou began to dorm (dorm).

Dorm into a potent, multi-media master storm (storm).

Actin', directin', promotin', photographin'.

Craftin' a blessin' I wrote by autographin'.

Countin', recordin', edit-documentin'.

Bouncin' a score I played by rock & ventin' (yeah).

Grind, even if it like you runnin' low wit...

Tyme; confident in every line, like, whoa! Fit...

My dedication to your view on how I...

Find ta hear this said 5x & fast; now, I'm...

[Hook: Frank Calhoune & DJ B Real]

Consecutively, consistently, continuously droppin' (work).

Consecutively, consistently, continuously neva stoppin' (work).

Consecutively, consistently, continuously poppin' (work).

Consecutively, consistently, continuously fa'eva rockin' (work).

If you wanna shine, you gotta put in work (put in work).

Stay on your grind, stay consistent; put in work (work).

No need for wastin' tyme; go in and put in work.

Grind hard, shine hard; that's what happens when you work (put in work).

[Verse 2: DJ B Real]

It's been a long tyme (long tyme), it's been a long grind (long grind).

I stay consistent, put in work & now, I gotta shine (gotta shine).

I remember when I started, I ain't have a dime (I ain't have a dime).

Now, me & Frankie done linked up; now that's a raw combine (raw combine).

Early morning, late nights, on a flight; gotta get it (get it).

Overtyme, sacrifice; look, you gotta stay committed (yeah).

I swear ta God, it be hard; look, believe me, it ain't easy (uh-uh).

But, if you focus on yo grind, you can live off what you dreamin' (fa'real).

It's some people that gon luv you; it's some people that gon hate you (all that).

Take tha good & tha bad & use that fa motivation (yeah).

Sky's tha limit, gotta go & get it; ain't no tyme ta waste (oh no).

When you grind, then you gotta shine; put it in they face (yeah).

[Hook: DJ B Real & Frank Calhoune]

If you wanna shine, you gotta put in work (put in work).

Stay on your grind, stay consistent; put in work (work).

No need for wastin' tyme; go in and put in work.

Grind hard, shine hard; that's what happens when you work (what you tell 'em, Frankie?).

Consecutively, consistently, continuously droppin' (work).

Consecutively, consistently, continuously neva stoppin' (work).

Consecutively, consistently, continuously poppin' (work).

Consecutively, consistently, continuously fa'eva rockin' (work).

Purchase my album, Autistic Stoner Rap, Vol. 1: A Trip To B.R. here: https://music.apple.com/us/album/autistic-stoner-rap-vol-1-a-trip-to-b-r/1567256033

Stream my album, Autistic Stoner Rap, Vol. 1: A Trip To B.R. here: https://open.spotify.com/album/3Ey2lyNh0CITlzO9X0kaja

Breakdown of Frank Calhoune's Lyrics: https://frankiethaluckydog.blogspot.com/2021/04/album-03-frank-calhoune-autistic-stoner.html

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Music Video #32: Frank Calhoune feat. Killa McClain "F.W.R."

Tha 13th single & 15th video from Frank Calhoune's album, Autistic Stoner Rap, Vol. 1: A Trip To B.R., courtesy of LuckyDogz Entertainment. "F.W.R." iz a collab with Franklin, LA rapper, Killa McClain & produced by Baton Rouge's AJ On Da Track. Tha track & video take place in various parts of Pennsylvania & Franklin; Frankie & Killa McClain are lost at a bunker, steel mill & abandoned turnpike, trustin' their confidence to have a good tyme. Watch as Frankie & Killa McClain co-sign their way to havin' a good tyme, even if their surroundings are abandoned! Tha video's release iz also in honor of Killa McClain's 39th birthday.

Artist: Frank Calhoune feat. Killa McClain

Title: "F.W.R."

Location: Long Island, NY / Franklin, LA

Label: LuckyDogz Entertainment

Producer: AJ On Da Track

This song iz off of:

- Frank Calhoune feat. Killa McClain "F.W.R. (Single)"

- Frank Calhoune Autistic Stoner Rap, Vol. 1: A Trip To B.R.

Lyrics:

[Intro: Frank Calhoune & Killa McClain]

AJ On Da Track make it pure, like some crack (crack)!

Fuckin' well right, fuckin' well right.

When I co-sign, best believe, it's "fuckin' well right!"

Killa McClain.

Fuckin' well right!

Behind dat there, like dat there, wit dat there!

Fuckin' well right!

[Drop: Killa McClain & Frank Calhoune]

Bind-dat-like-there-dat-dat-dere!

Bind-dat-like-there-dat-dat-dere!

Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Dere!

Bind-dat-like-there-dat-dat-dere (fuckin' well right!)!

Bind-dat-like-there-dat-dat-dere!

Bind-dat-like-there-dat-dat-dere!

Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Dere!

Bind-dat-like-there-dat-dat-dere (fuckin' well right!)!

[Hook: Frank Calhoune & Killa McClain]

Fuckin' well right, fuckin' well right.

When I co-sign, it's "fuckin' well right!"

Fuckin' well right, fuckin' well right.

Ask me if I'd hit tha blunt? Fuckin' well right!

You fuckin' right, you fuckin' right; you fuckin' well right!

You fuckin' right, you fuckin' right; you fuckin' well right (fuckin' well right!)!

You fuckin' right, you fuckin' right; you fuckin' right, you fuckin' right (yeah, you iz)!

You fuckin' right, you fuckin' right; you fuckin' well right (yeah, you iz (fuckin' well right!))!

[Verse 1: Frank Calhoune]

Tha motto I will follow: "Fuckin' well right."

I'm drippin' fa a towel? Fuckin' well right!

This title need no vowels; fuckin' well right.

I'm tha shit, I feel tha bowel? Fuckin' well right!

Unstoppable, always up there; fuckin' well right.

Autistic scars be cut here; fuckin' well right!

Skull sharp as a bucks fair; fuckin' well right.

Neva park on my luck, scared; fuckin' well right!

Killa & AJ wit me; fuckin' well right.

This 'cess neva sit free; fuckin' well right!

LuckyDogz will kick Zs; fuckin' well right.

I love to shmoke & rip trees; fuckin' well right!

[Hook: Frank Calhoune & Killa McClain]

Fuckin' well right, fuckin' well right.

When I co-sign, it's "fuckin' well right!"

Fuckin' well right, fuckin' well right.

Ask me if I'd hit tha blunt? Fuckin' well right!

You fuckin' right, you fuckin' right; you fuckin' well right!

You fuckin' right, you fuckin' right; you fuckin' well right (fuckin' well right!)!

You fuckin' right, you fuckin' right; you fuckin' right, you fuckin' right (yeah, you iz)!

You fuckin' right, you fuckin' right; you fuckin' well right (yeah, you iz (fuckin' well right!))!

[Verse 2: Killa McClain]

You fuckin' right, I'm 'bout my bidness ('bout my bidness); you fuckin' right, I got dem bitches (got dem bitches).

I get money all about it; try ta play me, we got issues (oh yea).

You fuckin' right, I'm out tha Boot; you fuckin' right, I'm S.M.P. (S.M.P.).

Killa McClain, from Hogan Lane, screamin', "Franklin," 'cause it's in me ('cause it's in me).

You fuckin' right, I got some plugs; you fuckin' right, I sell drugs (oh, I do).

I come from nuttin', born ta hustle; bitch, I'm gettin' it out tha mud (out tha mud).

You fuckin' right, I'm really yea; you fuckin' right, I'm josin' bad (josin' bad-bad).

If you owe me, bitch, I get me; bitch, I'm gettin' it out yo ass (out yo ass).

She gimme tha numba, I'mma hit; it's guaranteed that I'm fuckin' (oh, I'm fuckin').

Don't mean ta brag; if ya know me, then you know that I do numbaz (I do numbaz).

I wake up ta get money; open my eyes & go & hustle (go & get it).

We got beef? It's goin' up. Bitch, expect me 'cause I'm comin' (most definitely).

[Hook: Frank Calhoune & Killa McClain]

Fuckin' well right, fuckin' well right.

When I co-sign, it's "fuckin' well right!"

Fuckin' well right, fuckin' well right.

Ask me if I'd hit tha blunt? Fuckin' well right!

You fuckin' right, you fuckin' right; you fuckin' well right!

You fuckin' right, you fuckin' right; you fuckin' well right (fuckin' well right!)!

You fuckin' right, you fuckin' right; you fuckin' right, you fuckin' right (yeah, you iz)!

You fuckin' right, you fuckin' right; you fuckin' well right (yeah, you iz (fuckin' well right!))!

[Outro: Frank Calhoune]

Fuckin' well right!

Fuckin' well right!

Fuckin' well right!

[Outro Drop: Killa McClain]

Bind-dat-like-there-dat-dat-dere!

Bind-dat-like-there-dat-dat-dere!

Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Dere!

Bind-dat-like-there-dat-dat-dere (fuckin' well right!)!

Bind-dat-like-there-dat-dat-dere!

Bind-dat-like-there-dat-dat-dere!

Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Dere!

Bind-dat-like-there-dat-dat-dere (fuckin' well right!)!

Purchase Autistic Stoner Rap, Vol. 1: A Trip To B.R. here: https://music.apple.com/us/album/autistic-stoner-rap-vol-1-a-trip-to-b-r/1567256033

Stream Autistic Stoner Rap, Vol. 1: A Trip To B.R. here: https://open.spotify.com/album/3Ey2lyNh0CITlzO9X0kaja

Breakdown of Frank Calhoune's Lyrics: https://frankiethaluckydog.blogspot.com/2021/04/album-03-frank-calhoune-autistic-stoner.html

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Music Video #31: Frank Calhoune feat. Lawd Cheezus "Okay"

Tha 10th single & 12th video from Frank Calhoune's album, Autistic Stoner Rap, Vol. 1: A Trip To B.R., courtesy of LuckyDogz Entertainment. "Okay" iz a collab with Baton Rouge rapper, Lawd Cheezus, from Down Bad, produced by Baton Rouge's DJ B Real. Tha track & video deal with two main subjects: Frankie defeating his back pain & his mom defeating her Stage 2 breast cancer. Watch as Frankie & Cheez let tha world know that, no matter what tha pain/struggle iz, just know that we'll be "Okay"! Tha video's release iz in honor of what woulda been Baton Rouge promoter, J-Dirty's 38th birthday.

Artist: Frank Calhoune feat. Lawd Cheezus

Title: "Okay"

Location: Long Island, NY / Baton Rouge, LA

Label: LuckyDogz Entertainment

Producer: DJ B Real

This song iz off of:

- Frank Calhoune feat. Lawd Cheezus "Okay (Single)"

- Frank Calhoune Autistic Stoner Rap, Vol. 1: A Trip To B.R.

Lyrics:

[Intro: Frank Calhoune]

Okay.

Toke hay.

[Hook: Frank Calhoune]

When tha world don't seem right or okay (okay).

I play my own rules for success (21!).

When I wanna get high, I toke hay (toke hay).

& be only 'bout what's best (bicky-best).

This world ain't okay. (okay).

It need some help; it need some help.

My world ain't okay (okay).

I play it by tha hand that I was dealt (flush!).

[Verse 1: Frank Calhoune]

Strengthen from tha pain; up & down, up & down.

You gotta learn tha game, so it can echo wit its sound (echo wit its sound).

Consistency for tha gain; move around, move around (left, right).

Tha only way it lame's by ignorin' & you frown.

I sense it in yo mind; you need a tenor vibe.

I am tha workin' image, like a fuckin' MRI (fuckin' MRI).

Tha cancer in a bind; it killin', like a crime.

Just know dat you'll be fine & you will shmoke it, like some pine (shmoke it, like some pine).

Appetite & health equals recovery.

Factor right & flex equals longevity.

Neva miss a day; tha pain'll kiss yo ass.

Don't feel old & gray; this shit ain't finna last (finna last).

[Pre-Hook: Frank Calhoune]

This world ain't okay (okay).

It need some help (it need some help).

Just relax & pray.

Tell dat demon, stress, you know you doin' well; fa'real!

[Hook: Frank Calhoune & Lawd Cheezus]

When tha world don't seem right or okay (okay).

I play my own rules for success (21!).

When I wanna get high, I toke hay (toke hay).

& be only 'bout what's best (bicky-best).

This world ain't okay (okay).

It need some help (huh); it need some help.

My world ain't okay (okay).

I play it by tha hand that I was dealt (flush!).

[Verse 2: Lawd Cheezus]

It's a dirty world but it's still spinnin' (still spinnin').

You can't do nothin' about but try to live in it (gotta live in it).

You can't live too large or live too small (too small).

Tryna get a brick in them bricks, from a 8-ball (three), dawg.

Nigga neva gave me nuttin', so that's why I took it (huh).

Make that dope jump like criss-cross, when I drop.

Pull a 7 outta 28 (huh); tha game, I'mma run it straight (run it straight).

You know how I run it, when I run it; neva run away (neva).

You know how I'm comin'; I'm 100 & my money straight (you know).

Bitch, you gon pay for dat "H" or your tummy ache (ha-ha).

It's a necessity; Cheez got tha recipe (yeah).

If I ain't tha best (huh), then I bet (huh) I'm tha best ta be (you know).

Give that dope a makeover (huh); know I gotta make my ovals (huh)!

Boy, if you take this soda (huh), I'mma take it ova (take it)!

Boy, I been a soulja (huh); from here ta Minnesota (yeah)!

Have that dope gone in 60 seconds (nigga okay) or a minute ova!

[Hook: Frank Calhoune]

When tha world don't seem right or okay (okay).

I play my own rules for success (21!).

When I wanna get high, I toke hay (toke hay).

& be only 'bout what's best (bicky-best).

This world ain't okay. (okay).

It need some help; it need some help.

My world ain't okay (okay).

I play it by tha hand that I was dealt (flush!).

Purchase my album, Autistic Stoner Rap, Vol. 1: A Trip To B.R. here: https://music.apple.com/us/album/autistic-stoner-rap-vol-1-a-trip-to-b-r/1567256033

Stream my album, Autistic Stoner Rap, Vol. 1: A Trip To B.R. here: https://open.spotify.com/album/3Ey2lyNh0CITlzO9X0kaja

Breakdown of Frank Calhoune's Lyrics: https://frankiethaluckydog.blogspot.com/2021/04/album-03-frank-calhoune-autistic-stoner.html

Music Video #30: Frank Calhoune feat. D-Ray Exclusive "I Hit Tha Lotto (4 G3)"

Tha 7th single from Frank Calhoune's album, Autistic Stoner Rap, Vol. 1: A Trip To B.R., courtesy of LuckyDogz Entertainment. "I Hit Tha Lotto (4 G3)" iz a collab wit Baton Rouge rapper/producer, D-Ray Exclusive, produced by D-Ray Exclusive, himself. Tha track iz dedicated to D-Ray's late brother, G3 Lotto, formerly of tha Donkey Boys & affiliated with King Fancy Entertainment. Watch as Frank & D-Ray rap 4 G3, as tha video's all explained in a scratch-off lottery ticket format. Tha video's release iz in honor of Frankie's 3rd anniversary with hitting his 1st handpay!

Lyrics:

[Intro: Frank Calhoune]

You eva feel like when you just growin' up & just wonderin', I wanna hit tha muthafuckin' lotto, today!

You know, you can make that happen; neva back down from a challenge & just do it. It's like my boy, G3 Lotto.

[Hook: Frank Calhoune & D-Ray Exclusive]

Colors finna shine.

& lovers do tha crime.

No matter what tha fee.

We do it fa G3 (now, lemme hear ya fuckin' say...).

"I hit tha lotto-lotto (I hit tha lotto-lotto);

I hit tha lotto-lotto (I hit tha lotto-lotto)!

I hit tha lotto-lotto (I hit tha lotto-lotto);

I hit tha lotto-lotto (I hit tha lotto-lotto)!"

[Verse 1: Frank Calhoune]

G3 was a gee, Baton Rouge-bound.

Neva backed or downed; always knew where shit be found.

Loved pillz, purp & lean; "Tha Party".

Jiggin' all thru molly; -phoria be like, "Good golly!"

Too Exclusive M.O.B.;

Too Exclusive (Too Exclusive!)! Too Exclusive (Too Exclusive!)!

Always turnin' up; lotto-winning fulla luck.

Gotta -cate this one ta G3 Lotto; we got it out da muck!

[Verse 2: D-Ray Exclusive]

Shout out to big bro; may my brother rest in peace.

Disrespect his name, you gon be buried six feet.

I'mma wolf, I'mma beast; tha whole pack gotta eat.

And, we love it when it's beef; tha bullets diggin' you like cleats.

Manager, runnin' on feet; yeah, it's really real.

You get killed in that field; runnin' round without a steel.

I be topped, like a pill bottle.

I'on give a fuck; I fuck yo bitch 'cause she a damn model (whoa!).

[Hook: Frank Calhoune & D-Ray Exclusive]

Colors finna shine.

& lovers do tha crime.

No matter what tha fee.

We do it fa G3 (now, lemme hear ya fuckin' say...).

"I hit tha lotto-lotto (I hit tha lotto-lotto);

I hit tha lotto-lotto (I hit tha lotto-lotto)!

I hit tha lotto-lotto (I hit tha lotto-lotto);

I hit tha lotto-lotto (I hit tha lotto-lotto)!"

Purchase my album, Autistic Stoner Rap, Vol. 1: A Trip To B.R. here: https://music.apple.com/us/album/autistic-stoner-rap-vol-1-a-trip-to-b-r/1567256033

Stream my album, Autistic Stoner Rap, Vol. 1: A Trip To B.R. here: https://open.spotify.com/album/3Ey2lyNh0CITlzO9X0kaja

Breakdown of Frank Calhoune's Lyrics: https://frankiethaluckydog.blogspot.com/2021/04/album-03-frank-calhoune-autistic-stoner.html

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Music Video #29: Lawd Cheezus feat. JR Dot "I Ain't Got It All"

Music video by Baton Rouge's Lawd Cheezus, featuring B.R.'s JR Dot--total of 1/2 of Down Bad--"I Ain't Got It All", produced by EQ Tha Misfit. Video shot in Baton Rouge, LA, done by FrankieThaLuckyDog.
© 2021 YBS Lifestyle, LLC

Follow Lawd Cheezus:
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/lawdcheezus86/
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/6AmZJkUDDoc6TFRjGXswtd?si=-VaMg9OKQRCeyCQwF9oz3A&nd=1
YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCQ1Ryc2aQ-HfaU2Henad6hQ/

Follow JR Dot:
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/j.r.dot6/

Lyrics:
[Intro: Lawd Cheezus]
Dumb, stupid, crazy, ig'nant.
A Baton Rouge nigga that reside in Mall City.
Dumb-dumb, stu-stupid, craz-crazy, ig'nant.
A Baton Rouge nigga that reside in Mall City.


[Hook: Lawd Cheezus]
My teacher couldn't help me, my preacher couldn't help me.
My people couldn't help me; look at the hand they dealt me.
That liquor couldn't help me, that killa couldn't help me.
My mama tried to tell me but that didn't help me.
No, I ain't got it all; bitch, I'm throwed off.
Bitch, I'm throwed off; bitch, I'm throwed off.
No, I ain't got it all; bitch, I'm throwed off.
Bitch, I'm throwed off; bitch, I'm throwed off.
No, I ain't got it all.


[Verse 1: Lawd Cheezus]
I don't think you wanna cross my path.
'Cause I'm a psychopathic, schizophrenic, sociopath.
I'm Michael Myers when it comes to the hoes I done stabbed.
And, I mean that in every sense.
Saved up 'bout a stack, got a zap; I've been in the trap ever since.
Hood pharmacist; come and get your medicine.
Don't trip, no script for the medicine.
Big clips for you Afro-Americans.
If you slip, get gypped for your pelicans.
He got straight water-whipped on the pelican.
If the people come, time to go to jail again.
Whatchu think my people for? Time to post they bail again.
If ya hatin' on me, fuck ya; go to Hell, then.
Hope you die, come back, die, then go to Hell again.
If it ain't payin' what you sayin', it's irrelevant.
Negligent, homicide.


[Hook: Lawd Cheezus]
My teacher couldn't help me, my preacher couldn't help me.
My people couldn't help me; look at the hand they dealt me.
That liquor couldn't help me, that killa couldn't help me.
My mama tried to tell me but that didn't help me.
No, I ain't got it all; bitch, I'm throwed off.
Bitch, I'm throwed off; bitch, I'm throwed off.
No, I ain't got it all; bitch, I'm throwed off.
Bitch, I'm throwed off; bitch, I'm throwed off.
No, I ain't got it all.


[Verse 2: JR Dot]
Came to the club, so I can really vibe.
It was on, on the strip; I was buckin' in my ride.
And, the police shut it down; now, I'm 'bout to go inside.
The bouncer buy dubs, just to skip the line.
That's what you do when your money right, feelin' like Level nah.
Fell off in that bitch, feelin' good on my level wit it (wah!).
Nigga ole lady come down out in my vicinity.
Ain't no sense in hatin', boy; you don't want no bustin' (no).
We can take it to that level; get it up there, if you choose to.
Yeah, I might be small but don't let my size fool you.
Head kinda shaky, man; I got a couple screws loose.
I don't think you wanna play me; it ain't no maybe, I'll blues you.
JR, Down Bad / labeled the psycho.
Leave pussies bloody, like a bitch on they cycle.
My advice, think twice; approach me with caution.
I'm throwed, like a 50-yard bomb approaching.


[Hook: Lawd Cheezus]
My teacher couldn't help me, my preacher couldn't help me.
My people couldn't help me; look at the hand they dealt me.
That liquor couldn't help me, that killa couldn't help me.
My mama tried to tell me but that didn't help me.
No, I ain't got it all; bitch, I'm throwed off.
Bitch, I'm throwed off; bitch, I'm throwed off.
No, I ain't got it all; bitch, I'm throwed off.
Bitch, I'm throwed off; bitch, I'm throwed off.
No, I ain't got it all.


[Verse 3: Lawd Cheezus]
Dumb, stupid, crazy, ign'ant.
A Baton Rouge nigga that reside in Mall City.
I be young & ruthless, makin' digits.
Act a damn fool when I come to y'all city.
Lafayette, Opelousas, Monroe, Shreveport.
Take it to H-Town, then we hit that East Coast.
NY, Carolina, then we hit Georgia.
Miami, here we come; time to hit Florida.
Backstage, we got pretty women waiting.
In L.A., yeah, Californiacation.
Dumb shit, yeah, bitch, I be throwed off.
Real retarded but I ain't slow at all.
I'm a pitbull (yeah), yeah, I'm a dog (yeah).
Woof, woof, muthafucka! Like Snoop, muthafucka (woof)!
I'm just a throwed-off nigga.
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Music Video #28: Frank Calhoune feat. Killa McClain "'80s Babies In Our 30's"

Tha 5th single from my 3rd album, Autistic Stoner Rap, Vol. 1: A Trip To B.R., released on April 20, 2021, on LuckyDogz Entertainment! "'80s Babies In Our 30's" iz a collab wit Franklin, LA's Killa McClain, produced by Lit G. Tha track celebrates tha life of tha '80s babies that are now in their 30's, as well as for those that are no longer in their 30's. Frankie & Killa McClain express their interests throughout their youth & what they grew up to.

Artist: Frank Calhoune feat. Killa McClain
Title: "'80s Babies In Our 30's"
Location: Long Island, NY / Franklin, LA
Label: LuckyDogz Entertainment
Producer: Lit G

This song iz off of:
- Frank Calhoune feat. Killa McClain "'80s Babies In Our 30's (Single)"
- Frank Calhoune Autistic Stoner Rap, Vol. 1: A Trip To B.R.

Lyrics:
[Intro: Frank Calhoune]
1980, 1981; 1982, '83, '84.
'85, '86, '7, '8, '9.


[Hook: Frank Calhoune]
Whetha you '80 or '81, '2, '3, '4.
'85, '6, '7, '8, '9; oh, it's a go (aye!)!
We tha '80s babies in our 30's, ya heard me (aye!)?
Tha '80s babies in our 30's, ya heard me (aye!)?
'80, '81, '2, '3, '84.
'5, '6, '7, '8, '9; oh, it's a go (aye!)!
We tha '80s babies in our 30's, ya heard me (aye!)?
Tha '80s babies in our 30's, ya heard me (aye!)?


[Verse 1: Frank Calhoune & Killa McClain]
Tha big tees, Girbauds all hangin' out wit da crease.
An '80s baby--tha shit I got; me? You'd wanna meet (wanna meet).
Huh; and, that'll be all comin' out my 40's
& 50's, 60's, 70/80's, ya heard me?
Get crunk up in this ma'fucka! What?!
Say, hit yo dance up in this ma'fucka! Huh?!
I got my Down Bad (Down Bad), my Handy (Nu$$ie!);
BluBlack wit da crack, you know, tha shit feel like a Grammy (shit feel like a Grammy)!
In my opinion, dem boyz-a stay-a winnin' (stay-a winnin').
Tha iPod be spinnin'; "So Whopped"? It's been a minute (so whopped wit it)!
Say, Killa '82; Lit G two from '86 ('86).
And, I be '88, out da gate; dat crazy shit (dat crazy shit)!
'80s babies, stand up (aye!); this our anthem (this our anthem)!
Be proud of who you are & put yo muthafuckin' handz up (put yo muthafuckin' handz up (put yo handz up))!
'80, '81, '2, '3, '4...
'5, '6, '7, '8, '9; oh, it's a go... (aye!)!


[Hook: Frank Calhoune & Killa McClain]
Whetha you '80 or '81, '2, '3, '4.
'85, '6, '7, '8, '9; oh, it's a go (aye!)!
We tha '80s babies in our 30's, ya heard me (aye!)?
Tha '80s babies in our 30's, ya heard me (aye!) (ya heard me?)?
'80, '81, '2, '3, '84 (ya dig?!).
'5, '6, '7, '8, '9; oh, it's a go (aye) (yup)!
We tha '80s babies in our 30's, ya heard me (aye!) (ya heard me?)?
Tha '80s babies in our 30's, ya heard me (aye!) (ya heard me?)?


[Verse 2: Killa McClain]
I been yea, I been dat (been dat); crack era & kingpins (kingpins).
Started shmokin' weed, started sellin' rock, runnin' hoes & slangin' dick (slangin' dick).
I'm a product of Rambo, Chuck Norris & G.I. Joe (be all you can be).
Before Bill Clinton & tha first Bush, Ronald Raegan was sellin' dope (Ronald Raegan).
Kangols, tha Tootsie Roll; big tees & saggin' Bauds (saggin' yo Bauds).
DJ Screw, music slow; Big Moe, pourin' 4's (pourin' syrup).
Eazy-E had tha West Coast; rollin' down tha street in a 64 (in a 64).
Salt-N-Pepa, Heavy D; Michael Jordan, Magic Johnson (32).
I'm an '80s baby, like 30-somethin'; I come from tha era of swervin' Cutlass (swerve, swerve).
Swangin' wide, suburban thump; b4 tha Internet, you wouldn'ta heard of yungin (wouldn't heard of).
You had ta grind hard, you had ta work tha corner & I got it hard 'cause I'm a country boy (I'm a country boy).
But, I'm extra ill & I'm dumb/retawded; I'm wit LuckyDog & we just gettin' started (we just gettin' started).


[Interlude: Killa McClain]
Who woulda thought I'd be in muthafuckin' Philadelphia (took a flight last night)?
Nigga, I'm on tha muthafuckin' East Coast, nigga!
Fuckin' wit FrankieThaLuckyDog, nigga (I was in tha air, ears poppin' & shit)!
Nigga, we '80s babies, nigga, in our muthafuckin' 30's, ya heard me ('82, '86, '88)?!


[Hook: Frank Calhoune]
Whetha you '80 or '81, '2, '3, '4.
'85, '6, '7, '8, '9; oh, it's a go (aye!)!
We tha '80s babies in our 30's, ya heard me (aye!)?
Tha '80s babies in our 30's, ya heard me (aye!)?
'80, '81, '2, '3, '84.
'5, '6, '7, '8, '9; oh, it's a go (aye!)!
We tha '80s babies in our 30's, ya heard me (aye!)?
Tha '80s babies in our 30's, ya heard me (aye!)?

Purchase tha single here: *COMIN' SOON*
Purchase my album, Autistic Stoner Rap, Vol. 1: A Trip To B.R. here: https://music.apple.com/us/album/autistic-stoner-rap-vol-1-a-trip-to-b-r/1567256033
Stream my album, Autistic Stoner Rap, Vol. 1: A Trip To B.R. here: https://open.spotify.com/album/3Ey2lyNh0CITlzO9X0kaja
Breakdown of Frank Calhoune's Lyrics: https://frankiethaluckydog.blogspot.com/2021/04/album-03-frank-calhoune-autistic-stoner.html

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Music Video #27: Frank Calhoune "Cougherlude"

Tha 2nd promotional single from my 3rd album, Autistic Stoner Rap, Vol. 1: A Trip To B.R., released on April 20, 2021, on LuckyDogz Entertainment! "Cougherlude" iz an interlude/skit-like track that's based on tha beat I made outta coughin', in Pro Tools.

Artist: Frank Calhoune
Title: "Cougherlude"
Location: Long Island, NY
Label: LuckyDogz Entertainment
Producer: Frank Calhoune

This song iz off of:
- Frank Calhoune Autistic Stoner Rap, Vol. 1: A Trip To B.R.

Lyrics:
[Verse 1: Frank Calhoune]
When I take a hit...
...I enhance.
Productively fucked-upness...
...I get fance...
...-y but on my 3rd...
...sharp, like a lance.
A 4th feel like shmoke herds...
...all in my pants.


[Interlude: Frank Calhoune]
Inhale; choke, toke, exhale...


[Verse 2: Frank Calhoune]
My 20th hit...
Head to tha moon & mood--
Feel like a flick...
Autistic stoner dude been due--
Fa A-List shit...
My answer ta all rules iz food--
Hungry than a bitch...
Vibe controller my fume of shoes...


[Outro]
A weed trip!

Purchase my album, Autistic Stoner Rap, Vol. 1: A Trip To B.R. here: https://music.apple.com/us/album/autistic-stoner-rap-vol-1-a-trip-to-b-r/1567256033
Stream my album, Autistic Stoner Rap, Vol. 1: A Trip To B.R. here: https://open.spotify.com/album/3Ey2lyNh0CITlzO9X0kaja
Breakdown of Frank Calhoune's Lyrics: https://frankiethaluckydog.blogspot.com/2021/04/album-03-frank-calhoune-autistic-stoner.html

Music Video #26: Frank Calhoune "Numerically Lyrical"

Tha 1st promotional single from my 3rd album, Autistic Stoner Rap, Vol. 1: A Trip To B.R., released on April 20, 2021, on LuckyDogz Entertainment! "Numerically Lyrical" iz a 32-bar, single-verse track containing facts about myself; each bar contains some sorta numerical reference (or, I use "tha" or "a(n)" in replace of "one").

Artist: Frank Calhoune
Title: "Numerically Lyrical"
Location: Long Island, NY
Label: LuckyDogz Entertainment
Producer: AJ On Da Track

This song iz off of:
- Frank Calhoune Autistic Stoner Rap, Vol. 1: A Trip To B.R.

Lyrics:
[Intro: Frank Calhoune]
AJ On Da Track make it pure, like some crack (crack).
April 13, '99, you got dat?


[Verse: Frank Calhoune]
6.21.88, Tha Calhoune.
2.12, autistic day; thought I was doomed.
One plate = two plates; we both eat.
One minute = too late; we note beat.
Own 32 years = 32 barz.
Manage havin' no fears = 32 parz.
Barely sheddin' a tear, mane; we don't feel darts.
Switch outta fo gears; past & future parts.
1998: Birthdayz, seen a far.
Mind on 100 quick; deemed a star.
A 3.5, it go, "Flick!"; a blunt's tricks.
You pussy not ta take a fuckin' lick; 666.
Valued at buku-buku points; 1,000.
Shmoke & -in' on all due joints; 2000's.
Many don't give up 10 coins; not a dime.
Live life every day of noise; 365.
Find tha hidden gem; it's your 1st friend!
Only one pen; value burst then!
How edibles think; one verse-cued zen!
Success will sink into a penned...
boy named Calhoune; I'm one sent box...
that rap owl tunes wit 40-'cent pot...
in my fowl fumes of 30's-meant drops!
One run-on sentence in penned knots!
Baby of tha 1980's; always gotta get it early!
Rearview feelin' mighty hazy; future 2020's be pearly!
5.28.03 rap baby; out tha mud iz how we made, gee!
R.I.P. Big Figgy-Fancy; out at 37's crazy!
Ten knuckles pop off (pop off, pop off)!
Ten! Like Bumpy Knuckles' bop broth (bop broth; biggy-biggy-broth)!
Fo-Hundred 'grees; hot coughs (hot coughs, hot coughs)!
That's 32 not-soft (not-soft, not-soft)...
Barz!

Purchase my album, Autistic Stoner Rap, Vol. 1: A Trip To B.R. here: https://music.apple.com/us/album/autistic-stoner-rap-vol-1-a-trip-to-b-r/1567256033
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Breakdown of Frank Calhoune's Lyrics: https://frankiethaluckydog.blogspot.com/2021/04/album-03-frank-calhoune-autistic-stoner.html

Music Video #25: Frank Calhoune feat. Infa Red "You Know What It Iz"

Tha 4th single from my 3rd album, Autistic Stoner Rap, Vol. 1: A Trip To B.R., released on April 20, 2021, on LuckyDogz Entertainment! "You Know What It Iz" iz a collab wit Baton Rouge's Infa Red, produced by BeatDemons. Tha track talks about tha incoming, opp-related encounters in tha trenches.

Artist: Frank Calhoune feat. Infa Red

Title: "You Know What It Iz"

Location: Long Island, NY / Baton Rouge, LA

Label: LuckyDogz Entertainment

Producer: BeatDemons

This song iz off of:

- Frank Calhoune Autistic Stoner Rap, Vol. 1: A Trip To B.R.

Lyrics:

[Intro: Frank Calhoune & Infa Red]

And, you know what it iz (uh)!

Uh, uh; huh.

[Hook: Infa Red]

Ooh, rollin' off tha meter; bitch, I'mma dawg.

Neighborhood hero; don't fuck wit y'all.

Y'all not my equal; claim to be gang.

But bitch, you ain't my people.

But, if you wanna slide, you know what it iz.

But, if you come outside, we give yo azz tha biz.

My young ready to ride; put one in yo rib.

And, whoeva outside, they gon get they ass zipped; fa'real!

[Verse 1: Infa Red]

Ooh, rollin' off tha meter; bitch, I'mma dawg (huh).

Neighborhood hero (yeah); don't fuck wit y'all (uh-uh).

Y'all not my equal (bitch); claim to be gang but bitch, you ain't my people.

I come through with tha gang; got that boy nervous.

Nigga say he slidin'; what happened to ya purpose (what happened)?

Niggaz know my name; tha Infa Red'll murda you.

Nigga say he gangsta (gangsta) but he gon have ta show it (waddup?); yeah.

Bitch, I'm a cold-blooded lion (cold-blooded); don't think I'm stuntin', I'm somethin' like a lion (huh).

I got so many spots (huh); I'm somethin' like a cheetah.

I'll walk yo azz down wit this big-ole black Nina.

[Hook: Infa Red]

But, if you wanna slide, you know what it iz.

But, if you come outside, we give yo azz tha biz.

My young ready to ride; put one in yo rib.

And, whoeva outside, they gon get they ass zipped; fa'real!

[Verse 2: Frank Calhoune]

Mane, I know what it iz; I be feelin' ducked-off, huh!

Got me in da trenches wit li' Infa, feelin' mucked-off!

And, I know what it do, when I'm comin' wit my crew, huh!

Preachin' out da blues, when I'm drummin' out da rules!

Mane, I know what it be; freshest clothes on me, huh!

Catchin' wit a fee; precious goals I need!

And, I know what it sound, when I'm shmokin' on da pound, huh!

Flyin' inbound, outbound, thru da town!

Mane, I know what it read, when I hit 'em wit da facts, huh!

Waves be infrared, wit Infa Red, all on wax!

And, I know what it need, when I get 'em out dey greed, huh!

Crankin' up da speed, drippin' on 'em like I bleed!

[Hook: Infa Red]

Ooh, rollin' off tha meter; bitch, I'mma dawg.

Neighborhood hero; don't fuck wit y'all.

Y'all not my equal; claim to be gang.

But bitch, you ain't my people.

But, if you wanna slide, you know what it iz.

But, if you come outside, we give yo azz tha biz.

My young ready to ride; put one in yo rib.

And, whoeva outside, they gon get they ass zipped; fa'real!

Purchase my album, Autistic Stoner Rap, Vol. 1: A Trip To B.R. here: https://music.apple.com/us/album/autistic-stoner-rap-vol-1-a-trip-to-b-r/1567256033

Stream my album, Autistic Stoner Rap, Vol. 1: A Trip To B.R. here: https://open.spotify.com/album/3Ey2lyNh0CITlzO9X0kaja

Breakdown of Frank Calhoune's Lyrics: https://frankiethaluckydog.blogspot.com/2021/04/album-03-frank-calhoune-autistic-stoner.html

#FrankCalhoune #AutisticStonerRap #LuckyDogzEntertainment #InfaRed

Music Video #24: Frank Calhoune feat. B-Teze "Get High"

Tha 3rd single from my 3rd album, Autistic Stoner Rap, Vol. 1: A Trip To B.R., both released on April 20, 2021, on LuckyDogz Entertainment! "Get High" iz about an autistic stoner just luvin' to get high, for good moments while listening to music. From tha autistic stoner's perspective, tha moments are captured in chronological order, as Frank Calhoune delivers tha stories. Then, Ghost Town/Baton Rouge reppa, B-Teze, comes through to let tha people know how he luvs to "Get High", with his verse.

Artist: Frank Calhoune feat. B-Teze
Title: "Get High"
Location: Long Island, NY / Baton Rouge, LA
Label: LuckyDogz Entertainment
Producer: EQ Tha Misfit

This song iz off of:
- Frank Calhoune feat. B-Teze "Get High (Single)"
- Frank Calhoune Autistic Stoner Rap, Vol. 1: A Trip To B.R.

Lyrics:
[Intro: Frank Calhoune]
That's that Sahara tongue, baby.


[Hook: Frank Calhoune]
I must get high; I must get high.
I must get high; I love to get high.
I must get high; I must get high.
I must get high; I love to get high.
I must get high; I must get high.
I must get high; I love to get high.
I must get high; I must get high.
I must get high; I love to get high.


[Verse 1: Frank Calhoune]
See, tha journey starts off wit da herb.
3.05.09, 9:59, all up on da curb.
I say it not a habit & best believe, I gotta have it.
8.16.13, I'm in tha clouds, I gotta grab it.
New York cookies; gotta have them fuckin' edibles!
1.15.15, all chewed out; shit got critical!
Ridin' round all in my muthafuckin' weed pants.
5.18.16, it's 12! Shit; a drive-home chance.
Productivity, longevity wit B-Teze!
12.15.16, I threw 50; was off tha heezy!
Gotta have yo weed & edibles; they keep me runnin'.
4.20.89, my 4/20, at Age 100!


[Hook: Frank Calhoune]
I must get high; I must get high.
I must get high; I love to get high.
I must get high; I must get high.
I must get high; I love to get high.
I must get high; I must get high.
I must get high; I love to get high.
I must get high; I must get high.
I must get high; I love to get high.


[Verse 2: B-Teze]
I'm supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.
I'm too high, I'm shmokin'; it's pressure, I'm loaded.
I'm ridin', I'm floatin'; I'm pressure, you notice.
Watch me throw me one back on dem jiggaz, I'm rollin'.
All in tha club doin' tha ghetto Hokey Pokey.
Left foot, right foot; bow! Look at me in motion.
Bottle after bottle, like we drinkin' out tha ocean.
Right hand, left hand, double-dutchin' on dat potion.
Bitch, I feel myself, no emotion.
Bitch, I'm to tha roof, no emoji.
You rollin' off that X? Well, bitch, I'm floatin'.
Gon shake dat ass, while you roll it.
Bend dat ass over & get promoted.


[Hook: Frank Calhoune]
I must get high; I must get high.
I must get high; I love to get high.
I must get high; I must get high.
I must get high; I love to get high.
I must get high; I must get high.
I must get high; I love to get high.
I must get high; I must get high.
I must get high; I love to get high.

Purchase tha single here: *COMING SOON!*
Purchase tha album here: *COMING SOON!*

#FrankCalhoune​ #AutisticStonerRap​ #LuckyDogzEntertainment​ #BTeze​ #EQThaMisfit


Breakdown of Frank Calhoune's Lyrics:

"That's that Sahara tongue, baby."
- While recording tha intro, I just said what came to my mind. I referenced tha good weed I was shmokin' in tha studio to a "Sahara."

"I must get high; I must get high.
I must get high; I love to get high."
- While listening to tha beat, I came up with somethin' simple to go with how tha hook sounded. EQ Tha Misfit, tha producer, claimed I went tha same route as when Kevin Gates recorded with him on "Make 'Em Believe". He said I "like to ride tha beat, like Kevin."

"See, tha journey starts off wit da herb.
3.05.09, 9:59, all up on da curb."
- My verse iz in chronological order of some of my THC-based events. On March 5, 2009, at 9:59 PM, I had my 1st toke, courtesy of my cousin; it was around my block.

"I say it not a habit & best believe, I gotta have it."
- Having my 1st shmoke at Age 20--later in life, I fall less-victim to bein' addicted to weed. Though I love it & must "have it" for boosted euphoria, I don't let it stop me from productively engaging in my media activities.

"8.16.13, I'm in tha clouds, I gotta grab it."
- Despite havin' my 1st shmoke in 2009, it took over four years for my 1st high to occur. I wasn't around weed too much, durin' my younger dayz. My 1st & 2nd shmokes were 363 dayz apart, as my 2nd one was on March 3, 2010; I wasn't a good inhaler till long after. On August 16, 2013, at 6:50 PM, while with my cousins at Kings Park's Psychiatric Center's Building 7's top floor, I took three puffs of a blunt & experienced my 1st tyme bein' high. Literally, bein' approximately 12 stories high, I felt like I was "in tha clouds" & that I had to "grab it" (tha high)!

"New York cookies; gotta have them fuckin' edibles!
1.15.15, all chewed out; shit got critical!"
- My 1st edible came from bein' on Long Island, NY with one of my homeboyz, on January 15, 2015, at 11:28 PM. One of their homeboyz said to "eat tha whole cookie" (30 mg?); I ate it & wasn't sure why tha high wasn't kickin' in, right away. We only hung out about 40 minutes after I downed tha cookie & I then went to sleep. While tryin' to sleep, tha high was a creeper high. Everytyme I was in a laying position, I felt tha high tryin' to lock my position (e.g., sleep paralysis). In order for me to counteract tha sleep paralysis, I had to move my head a certain way. At first, I thought to myself, "I'll never experience with this, again!" Then, I took better precautions & now, utilize edibles as a way to be "productively fucked-up," I call it.

"Ridin' round all in my muthafuckin' weed pants.
5.18.16, it's 12! Shit; a drive-home chance."
- On May 18, 2016, at 3:26 PM, my homeboy picked me up to go on a drive; I had my weed pants on. Just a few minutes later, my boy was goin' 55 in a 35, passin' where I used to work at Dunkin'. Just 10 minutes after we departed my house, police followed us through construction & pulled us over at tha side of tha road. Half of tha vehicle was white, half was black; there were four of us in tha vehicle. Tha cops knew me from bein' tha Dunkin' Third-Key & were easy on me, despite havin' tha weed pants on. With me bein' tha only one in tha car with an active Driver's License, tha cops chose me to drive tha car to where my homeboy stayed.

"Productivity, longevity wit B-Teze!"
- B-Teze & I have been cool wit each other since November 1, 2011. He had added me on Facebook that day, due to my recent connection with Baton Rouge's DJ B Real. Tha "productivity" line comes from my love for bein' productive & tha "longevity" represents B-Teze & I's decade-long connection wit each other.

"12.15.16, I threw 50; was off tha heezy!"
- On December 15, 2016, it was Baton Rouge's Boosie Badazz's cousin, Doe-Doe's son's 4th birthday. I also was scheduled to review Florida DJing company, Promo Only's Dance Radio January 2017 edition, that day. Anticipated for tha review, at 3:26 PM, I threw back 50 mg of edibles. While tha high was tryin' to kick in, I decided to produce a track for Doe-Doe, which later became tha intro track to my album. Once tha high kicked in, I did tha review to critical acclaim & claimed tha whole afternoon/evening was "off tha heezy!"

"Gotta have yo weed & edibles; they keep me runnin'."
- Tha "weed" & tha "edibles" will "keep me runnin'," based off tha excitement they bring to me listenin' to music. It helps me be "productively fucked-up," as I say.

"4.20.89, my 4/20, at Age 100!"
- As I tried to keep tha chronological order of events goin', I was like, "Why not throw in a future event?" I chose April 20, 2089; seems so far away but on April 20, 2089, if still alive, I will be enjoyin' "4/20, at Age 100!"

Music Video #23: Kevin Gates vs. Frank Calhoune "Walls Talking (FTLD'z House Remix)"

Showcasin' one of my upbeat house remixes I made to Kevin Gates' "Walls Talking". This a mashup between Gates & I, where I added my own whisperin' on tha track, to add a lil' trippiness to tha vibe. Beat was produced by myself, as it's just a lil' promotional remix.

Everything was shot at Concrete City, in Nanticoke, PA; enjoy!

Music Video #22:

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Music Video #21

A track written & produced by Frank, himself, for Frankie's 2nd job. Tha track was recorded & released on September 4, 2018, originally on Lucky Dogz Entertainment. However, due to tha company takin' advantage of Frankie, tha track was never featured on anything. Tha line, "Ladies oil me up, puttin' lotion on my tats," was written by A1, himself. Special appearances from Guss Make My Beats & DJ B-Real.


Lyrics:
[Intro]
[Frankie] Somewhere, located off tha highways of [...], Pennsylvania [A1 Wissel] & [...], PA...
[A1 Wissel] Lies a discounted treasure store they call, [Both] "[...]...!"


[Verse 1]
[Frankie] I wake up to tha sto just to get my cereal.
[A1 Wissel] I wake up to tha sto for my medication flow.
[Frankie] Their coffeelicious coffee oughta wake up my Monday!
[A1 Wissel] Dem cookielicious cookies oughta munch up my game day!
[Frankie] I go and get some paypa just to write me a track.
[A1 Wissel] Wit all these housewares, I might spend me a stack.
[Frankie] Say Wissel, get you a steak & I ain't 'bout a Philly fix.
[A1 Wissel] Say Frank, get you some jerks & I ain't talkin' 'bout no idiots.
[Frankie] If I'm feelin' tealicious, I might cop me a tea.
[A1 Wissel] If I defeat tha wheat, I'll go gluten-free.
[Frankie] Yo, gimme protein just to BOSS ME UP!
[A1 Wissel] Say, gimme apples just to SAUCE ME UP!
[Frankie] Continuing my day wit some meat from tha deli...
[A1 Wissel] Dem deals fa da low for da chicken in my belly...
[Frankie] Chips, chips, tuna! Get 'em while they hot!
[A1 Wissel] This ice cream my 1st stop, before I shop!


[Hook]
[Frankie] [...], it's [...]!
[A1 Wissel] Find everything you need at [...]!
[Frankie] El papel, la TV, los medios!
[A1 Wissel] El papel, la TV, los medios!
[Frankie] [...], it's [...]!
[A1 Wissel] Find everything you need at [...]!
[Frankie] El papel, la TV, los medios!
[A1 Wissel] El papel, la TV, los medios!


[Verse 2]
[A1 Wissel] In a candy-coated car, eatin' candy-filled bars.
[Frankie] Produce rangin' far; selection equal, like it's par.
[A1 Wissel] An O.G. breed iz defined as, "organic."
[Frankie] Tha bagels, we freeze; tha bread, we oven-pan it.
[A1 Wissel] Cleaner wit da towels, shinin' bright, like da light...
[Frankie] ...Bulbs, that iz! Got more water than your height!
[A1 Wissel] I cop me a pet supply 'cause I'm a big dog.
[Frankie] Dem vitamins power me up; now, that's law.
[A1 Wissel] Ladies oil me up, puttin' lotion on my tats.
[Frankie] Crackers wit da soup'll kill a cold & shake me back.
[A1 Wissel] Pasta wit da sauce, dressing wit da vinegar.
[Frankie] Spices & dem seasons; tha meat'll be my "dinn-eh-gar."
[A1 Wissel] Milk, cheese & eggs; we father our hens.
[Frankie] My shoes its own Jell-O; different color gems.
[A1 Wissel] Screen da sun; I block it while it's hot.
[Frankie] This yogurt my 1st stop, before I shop!


[Repeat Hook]


[Outro]
[A1 Wissel] A1 Wissel, May 23, get at me; cake mix.
[Frankie] Snacks'll keep me up wit da juice; it's gravy, baby!

Music Video #20: Doe-Doe "Fresh Out Tha Dungeon (Intro)"

Music video for Baton Rouge, LA's Doe-Doe "Fresh Out Tha Dungeon (Intro)", produced by myself! Tha song was released on December 24, 2017, on Lucky Dogz Entertainment, as tha 1st single from my upcoming 3rd album, Autistic Stoner Rap, Vol. 1: A Trip To B.R.. Tha video was filmed by Doe-Doe & I, as well as it bein' edited by myself. This quick comeback track iz about enjoyin' life like it's every day of your life, combined. It's all about havin' each others' backs, through thick-n-thin! Livin' it up like celebz!! I believed in him so much to continue doin' what he's doin' fa tha undaground of Louisiana! Here's a perfect example: PURE, FRESH & PURE, x1000!!!

Doe-Doe
"Fresh Out Tha Dungeon (Intro)"
Label: Lucky Dogz Entertainment
Producer: Frank Calhoune

Lyrics:
[Intro]
What up, Frank? Tha Lucky Dog. It's Doe-Doe, baby (Lucky Dog)...
What up, Frank? Zoned out, shmoked out... Ballin'...

[Verse]
I'm like, what it do, Frank? Let's get lit.
I prolly shmoke a 3.5, be on tha edible tip.
Where da drank at (huh)? Uh, where da tabs at (huh)?
Shit, you got a bag (whoo)? Well, let's have that.
It's so trippy, from PA to LA.
It's been a long time comin', but it's guaranteed we stay.
It's only a few that I know that's 1,000.
One call, that's all, and my dawg solvin' problems.
This ain't no overnight, microwave shit.
This that mud, sweat & tears, with some bloody-knuckle fists.
No need to get pissed, only good vibes here.
On tha real, keep it trill, nigga, fly like a leer.
In tha sky like Aaliyah, zoned out, just coastin'.
This potion so potent; me and tha Lucky Dog floatin'.
Mane, it's amazin'; this hard work dedication.
Tha trials & tribulations we facin', but now, we here.

Music Video #19: Frank Calhoune "Cleaned By Tha Boy Who Got High"

4th single from my 2nd album, "WFTLD Newz", called "Cleaned By Tha Boy Who Got High". This my 2nd release under my new stage name, Frank Calhoune. Tha song and video was written, produced, directed, filmed, and edited by me. Tha video was shot mostly throughout tha fall of 2015, spring & summer of 2016 in Northeast PA.

Tha song and video's taken in tha 3rd person, depicting tha Calhoune cleanin' up garbage & hiking while high. Tha song's idea came about on August 25, 2015, where I went to visit tha park in Covington Township, PA. While high, I took a walk, had a dog appear outta nowhere, freaked me out & when I went into tha gazebo, I seen uncalled-for garbage. As I picked it up, I came up with tha song title, "Cleaned By Tha Boy Who Got High", to express that even though I was high, I still was environmental enough to pick up tha garbage and care for tha environment.

"Cleaned By Tha Boy Who Got High" Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
Here's a lil' rhyme about a lil' Calhoune.
One that used to always get stuck in their room.
Decided one day he would purchase a bowl.
But, "Never change," would be tha motto he was told.
So then, tha lil' Calhoune lights it up.
Coughing and spitting a purple haze in his lung.
A euphoric feeling of hiking alone.
This place iz his freedom; this place iz his throne.
He walks through this land of tha Covington hike.
For tha senseless lil' things people don't like.
He's pickin'! He's pickin'! Dirty like a carnage.
He's pickin'! He's pickin'! Pickin' up tha garbage.
From tha inside of tha gazebo.
Papers, wrappers, right where tha fleas go.
Da-da-da-da, tha Calhoune jams fly.
'Cause this was cleaned by tha boy who got high.


[Verse 2]
No creatures in site, well, except for a dog.
Tha 'noia increases, like he lost in a morgue.
Picks and throws out whatever's in his path.
See, tha high doesn't throw off his craft.
Erosion kicks in, tha environment's hurting.
Tha Calhoune saves tha day; his rep it be perking.
Then, when all tha trash finds its home,
He records it, then tha Calhoune hikes again on his own.
Just as tha lil' Calhoune was jammin' through tha 'rest,
His keys get lost; only an hour till tha sunset hits.
He's lookin'! He's lookin'! All tha way back downhill.
He's lookin'! He's lookin'! Stamina costs a high bill.
Paranoia ain't in his brain.
Haze prevents his day from pain.
Bam! He finds 'em! This place cleaned by...
You know, by tha boy who got high.


[Outro]
Lil' Calhoune be makin' ways, cleanin' and shit... Always knows his level of confidence and motivation! Go get 'em, boy!

© 2016 Lucky Dogz Entertainment
Tha views I address in this video are my own, and have nothing to do with any of tha views of tha people at where I work.

Shout out to those that helped me shoot additional footage: Dylan & Eddie.

Music Video #18: Frank Calhoune "From Tha Treehouse 2 Da Dark Vines"

3rd single from my upcoming, 2nd album, WFTLD Newz, called "From Tha Treehouse 2 Da Dark Vines". This my debut release under my new stage name, Frank Calhoune, which BWA artist, Percy Keith, gave me tha name. Tha song and video was written, produced, directed, filmed, and edited by me. Tha video was shot mostly throughout December 2015 in Long Island, NY, Upstate New York, New York City & Northeast PA; extra footage was mainly from 2014 & 2015.

Tha song and video depicts tha transition of FrankieThaLuckyDog, evolving into Frank Calhoune. It's about my trippy, exciting, dark lifestyle when I visit my hometown of Long Island, NY. Following up tha life-at-a-crossroads "My Obscure, Unsure, Impure Future" single, "From Tha Treehouse 2 Da Dark Vines" iz a dark-sounding song that celebrates my success. Tha "Treehouse" iz my cousins' treehouse in their backyard where we party, while "Da Dark Vines" iz any road we travel down at night that's usually pitch black (e.g., Mary's Grave in St. James, NY) and has wildlife like deer in tha area. So much has grown outta me since my previous single, and it's about time I release happier music, since most of my previous singles were about serious issues.


"From Tha Treehouse 2 Da Dark Vines" Lyrics:

[Intro]
You know what time it iz... Frank Calhoune in this! Shout out ta my dude, Percy Keith fa tha name! Lemme let you in my trippy island! Take note!


[Verse 1]
Take tha car ta New York.
Straight out tha Northeast...
Paths split sharp like a fork,
Damn, dat purp a BEAST!!
Stories 'bout a Dog's life.
Smartest human in site!
Taking risks? I just might!
'Derground, wards, stalactites!
Cruisin' past tha dark grave.
Spirits last decades...
Roundabouts form a maze.
Lights shout out a gaze!
Land full of Morg & morgues,
Startin' from tha tree...
Geebs-n-granddaddy chores.
2 da dark vines I be!


[Hook 1]
(Uhh...ugh...ahh...unn...uhh...huh...ahh...ugh...)
You know, seein' tha world in a different zone gives you a new perspective on things... Think: A synonym of cinnamon!


[Verse 2]
Party of, like, eighteen.
Music, cars, cameraz.
Memories I'm dating.
My flicks Mars; glamorous!
Three, two, one, zero fucks...
I give with no sorrow.
Baggin' dat lotto luck.
Blessed to see 2morrow.
Myths lie beneath fear.
Heat spits lava aura.
Posted; tha journey's here.
Straight from where I'm brought up.
Breakfast to tha treehouse.
Constant fun at all times.
Twenty-three hours to tha couch.
After da lost dark vines.


[Hook 2]
(Argh...ahh...ahh...uhh...ugh...ahh...unn...ahh...)
You know, I always enjoy getting lost... It just makes tha night last longer with more to offer! Think: Around tha roundabout! Around tha roundabout! Around tha roundabout, roundabout, roundabout, round--around tha roundabout!


[Outro]
Oh, man, I fuckin' LOVE my life!! What more could you be granted with? Fearlessness!! Enjoy each and every moment you are presented with! Take that next step, wisely!!

© 2015 Lucky Dogz Entertainment
Tha views I address in this video are my own, and have nothing to do with any of tha views of tha people at where I work.

Shout out to those that helped me shoot footage & helped with tha lighting: Darryl, Anthony, Lil' Frankie, Eddie, Lisa, Jackie, Cory & my cousins' friends.

Music Video #17: FrankieThaLuckyDog "My Obscure, Unsure, Impure Future"

Hope y'all get tha feel of what I've been goin' through, recently, though, thank God, my life just recently changed, for tha better!