Malachi Grant

Malachi Grant

 
Yonkers, New York, USA
SoloHip HopPop

Malachi Grant's music is soulful sounding hip-hop blended with the production of today to give him a unique sound. His positive, thought provoking lyrical-flow makes you bop your head and his metaphoric punchlines surprise and wow. Malachi Grant is feel good music with depth.

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Biography

Malachi Grant (formerly known as Merksmilez) is a hip hop artist with depth. Walking the border of storytelling and feel good music. His high energy music, takes the listener through feelings in life, all listeners can relate to. His content range is an open canvas pulling from his life experiences delivered with a stylishly-fresh sound, unique to Malachi. While citing a wide array of musical influencessuch as LL Cool J, Big L, Rakim, Biggie, Mase, Tupac and Nas to name a few.


Previously, Malachi released "Just That Ill" introducing the world to the sounds he grew up on vamped with his perspective and stories of his growing pains and inspiration. Over the years his talents have afforded him opportunities to perform alongside artist like Maino, Fred the Godson, Mysonne, Joell Ortiz and Memphis Bleek to name a few. His latest offering "Welcome 2 My World’, was recently released and has received raved reviews and placements on various websites and blogs. You can find Malachi performing and networking throughout NY bringing awareness of music and brand.


Press Quotes


"Malachi Grant delivers exactly what he promises in the title of his mos recent project "Welcome 2 My World". With candor, wit and more than a little humor, Grant tells his audience exactly how he defines his universe"
Album Review Digi Indie

"His music has a smooth feel to it and the lyrics are on point and crisp. On his album, "Welcome 2 My World", there are some definite bangers" Album Review - Skope Magazine

"Not your typical Underground Hip Hop type of sound but rather party, upbeat & uplifting multi-genre album with positive flavors all round." Album Review - Underground Hip Hop Blog

"The snare cracks and the bass throbs, which Malachi Grant's raps move effortlessly alongside the music, with tonal variety" Album Review - Cross Radar

“It's not everyday that a rapper is fortunate to absorb his environment then voraciously spew content worthy of praise. Merksmilez is Bronx bred and fed with a mission to supply the opposite of ordinary.”
Sha'Linda Jeanine - YoRaps

Music Placements 


6 Way Street
Blak Bart
Vinyl Kids
Boll Sack
She Bloggin
illuminati 2 G
Hip Hop Society
Sneakerz Cafe
Mix DJ
Buzz Wire
Underground Music Awards
All Out Hustle
Expose Hits
Video City TV
AllHipHop
All unsigned
VladTV
ShayStar.com
VersedOnline


Radio Play:
Rugters University
East Stroudsburg University
Crescent City Radio (Loyola University) - New Orleans, LA
Dallas 106 - Dallas, TX
Blaze 1 Radio - Atlanta, GA
hiphopliveradio - BIRMINGHAM, AL
Bud and Roach Show - Brooklyn, NY
Atlwebradio - Atlanta, GA  
Blazin New Music - Cleveland, OH 
KDom -DJ Matrix - Tampa, FL 
KPTR-FM - Atlanta, GA 
Power 92 - Memphis, TN 
Pure Sounds Radio - Chicago, IL 
The Zone 88.1 FM - Miami, FL 

Lyrics

Why I'm Fly

Written By: Merksmilez,Malachi Grant

Mm um mm uh mm
Hey how you doing?
(Ya know I like when da um) whisper
I don’t need to know ya name,
(Instruments come in) whisper
Cause I know it already
(Yeaaaa that’s cool) whisper
Come with me real quick let me show you why need to be with me.
Aight? Come here.

Chorus:
And Baby you are the reason why I’m Fly!
The reason I want you right by my side
Cause you’re my heart! You keep me Alive!
I love you Girl! Girl!
And Baby you are the reason why I’m Fly!
The reason I want you right by my side
Cause you’re my heart! You keep me Alive!
I love you Girl! Girl!

Verus 1:
I met you off G.P. Temple University
Physics class study group I’m really tryna study see
My pedigree, pimp hand steadily
Love makes me nauseous, so I got to move cautiously
Study you study me, this is what it gotta be
Look at you look at me, tell me what it’s gonna be?
A poker game yes indeed
Each bring a friend to see
Plain to see, you just taking all my doe from me
Change for me arranged for me
Oh now its time to leave
Call me up baby girl, well are you missing me?
Told me how ya feel for me,
Kept it real I feel for le
Special one love for me
Felt this way for nobody
Feel like a somebody
Malachi, the man not the artist is a Somebody
Hey! I’m somebody! Ey! So baby don’t go away! –way!

Chorus:
And Baby you are the reason why I’m Fly!
The reason I want you right by my side
Cause you’re my heart! You keep me Alive!
I love you Girl! Girl!
And Baby you are the reason why I’m Fly!
The reason I want you right by my side
Cause you’re my heart! You keep me Alive!
I love you Girl! Girl!

Verus 2:
Play Uno not poker you won’t say stay
Mrs. Uno is the one that makes you change your ways
Passion for the cards, ya’ll give ‘em away
The last card to play, the game seconds away,
But you can’t win til that cards been played
People scream Uno! But they don’t know!
They can draw 2 like there you go
Think fast act quick I'm Frio cold
Frozen like damn, I lost for sure
Got up like ma let’s play some more
She said nah “that game is bore-ing”
Should a played poker went all in!
At least then I know that your all is in
If you lose I’m hear, so you still will win
I lost cause I never showed you that the whole time, I was really all in!

Chorus:
And Baby you are the reason why I’m Fly!
The reason I want you right by my side
Cause you’re my heart! You keep me Alive!
I love you Girl! Girl!
And Baby you are the reason why I’m Fly!
The reason I want you right by my side
Cause you’re my heart! You keep me Alive!
I love you Girl! Girl!

Verus 3:
The rules to the game leave your heart at your desk
Give your heart to your job not the chick that you sex
Love’s the sun, cause it rise and it sets
Things look right and start to go left!
Get a little glimpse and it’s on to the next
I breathe these rules so I just lost my breath
So right about now ima yawn and stretch “ahhh”
A breath of that air is fresh,
But she got my heart so I’m freshly def
Back to my old tricks messing with these new chic’s
Life is my new chic,
But she don’t love me for me, she love me for my stick
And the way I spit, that’s it
Hey I’m okay with it,
Since she got my heart ya know I can’t feel shiiiiit!
So this is as good as it gets! Gets!

Chorus:
And Baby you are the reason why I’m Fly!
The reason I want you right by my side
Cause you’re my heart! You keep me Alive!
I love you Girl! Girl!
And Baby you are the reason why I’m Fly!
The reason I want you right by my side
Cause you’re my heart! You keep me Alive!
I love you Girl! Girl!

G Ride

Written By: Malachi Grant,Halle Rouse

Chorus: (Malachi Grant)
Step on the scene, Billy Jean type scheme
And the shorties they be all on me—
If you knew better you’d do better too
But you don’t know shit so flee

Catch me in the sky— Catch me in the sky—
Catch me in the ride, this is how a G’ Ride—
Catch me in the sky— Catch me in the sky—
Catch me in the ride, this is how a G’ Ride—

Verse 1: (Malachi Grant)
I’m the shit don’t it stink
Take a picture let it paint
Im just here to blow the bank
You know make it rain
The terrain is a hottie
Let her drain out her body
Gimme brains til I shotty
The she say boy you got me
Met a chick that skipped school no class
She wonders the Halls with a hall ass
Cute face slim waste all of that
And she trying to get back on that school path
Cut your loses ma – what what
Do the math
Every sinner has a future saints have a past
EA sports its in the game n you don’t know the half
And I kinda like that
But lets not distract from the fact
That you gotta bounce back
If you hungry eat fast
Like everyday your last
She said thanks for the knowledge than gave that back
Ima drum her, beat , music class

Chorus: (Malachi Grant)

Verse 2: (Dunn Da God)
I do this for my dogs now – what up flee!
Go hard or go home , well I ain't got keys
Ears on glow, neck on freeze
Make a sandwich when, I’m shopping I go HAM no cheese!
Look like a bellboy, all the bags I pick up
Leave with you girl, if you slip up
Sit her with my girl, quick fast like a hiccup
And bring those two sides together, I’m like a zipper
I’m popping everywhere I go, niggas like who ya’ll
Soon as Dunn reach number 1, I kick my shoes off
Till then, I’m leading the pack I’m like Rudolph
Stopping for them ladies that’s naughty or nice
Married to the game ya’ll can go and throw rice
But I rather catch cheese like a room full of mice
Don’t be fooled by the hype, I earned my stripes
And you little keyboard niggas, not my TYPE

Chorus: (Malachi Grant)

Verse 3: (Malachi Grant)
Spit slicker than a snail—Breath of fresh air—
The glory, the guts plus the gleam from the glare
Chilling out here—just that ILL
Shorty want me, but who really care—
Shorty come here, dip it down
Spin it round, bring it back here
Like that! Oh yeah! Woooah! Rich Flare—
Diamond shining, sunshine blinding
Catch me on an island I am sky to the Fly-ish
Heat so the heat seekers know where to find him
Merksmilez Out there somewhere grinding
Tick-Tock, now what’s that perfect timing—?
The eye of the tiger, with the heart of a lion
Spitting nothing but that fire
Coming all off desire, no days off attire
Two words—please retire
Ya’ll can’t pass out my flyers!

Chorus: (Malachi Grant)

Flya Than

Written By: Malachi Grant

Yeah (Malachi Grant)
Flyer than a Shut your mouth
See – I’m just out here being me
Y’all out here tryna be like me
It’s cool though
Kudos to those tryna be the new me
But there’s only one
Ya Dig?

Verse 1:(Malachi Grant)
Hut—hut hold up
Let me show you how to roll up
Get money, til the bills won’t fold up
My team, do more than load up
Show up and show you down
We don’t even run the town
Now—now tell me how that sound?
I guess I put it down…
My My Goddaughter, she be dancing to this tune
And she ain't even two
Check-check—check her bust a move
She just smooth—
She just flyer than a …Shut your mouth
What-what—what you talking bout
Bank head bounce, ain't from the South
From NY, people say I’m from the A!
It’s Ok-k-k-kay—I get money either way
Westchester—Freshchester
Get the gun up out the dresser
No Joker—Heath Ledger
Big Smile—I’m special
And I’m flyer than a speeding bullet
Bouncing like the speakers moving
People yelling Do—do—do it
OK—Ok—
May god bless the dead
And shorty bless my head
I’m just tryna get ahead
Yes—

Chorus:(Malachi Grant)
I’m flyer than a motherfucker; flyer than a motherfucker
Yelling Fuck You! Just for the fuck of it (background: flyer than a motherfucker)
Its fuck you! Just for the Fuck out it!! (background: flyer than a motherfucker)
Flyer than that paper—
Get your money—get your cake up
Fuck them haters –why they hate us
Cause they ain't on –this status
We good—looking greater
We now—and they later
They aint—on our radar
Keep—keep on hating

Verse 2:(Malachi Grant)
I’m grinding like I need it
Got it now they heated
Spitting like balemics
That’s nasty have you seen it?
Have ya seen me!!
Find me like Nemo
That’s All black on everything
All Gold look at the bling
I’m fly in everything
Kneel and just kiss the ring
Kneel and just kiss the ring
Take a shot for me
Now smile for me
And pose for them, camera scenes
It—it was all a dream
Now it’s a mem-mory!!
They say they nice, but I’m mean on this baby
Baby—baby—baby-baby--baby BABY!
Still styling on them haters
They still biting alligators
Mathematics—on that paper
Tell them get they weight up
Im running shit—diarrhea
I wouldn’t wanna be ya
And they will never be the!
Shit—
I’m flyer than a motherfucker
They just wanna be the moutherfucker!

Chorus: (Malachi Grant)

My Life

Written By: Malachi Grant,Mike Milan

Chorus: (Mike Milan)

Driving through the city with thee Top let down
Top of the World, Baby look at me now
Baby girl with me and she loves my shit
Wishing I could give you this feeling

This is not a movie, noo
This is my life, yeahhhh
This is my life, yeahhhh
This is my life, yeahhhh
This is not a movie, noo

Verse 1: (Malachi Grant)

This is for my fellas and my ladies about they digits
They get it so exquisite, and kick it how they live it
You should see the pictures vivid, grab a shovel cause you dig it
Look now you dig it, Oh now you with it
Shorty straight out of the tenements, all about the Benjamin’s
Butter pecan- with a tan, cinnamon
Her adrenal got her chasing all of the money man
I’m a stick my – in that – if I can fit it in
Plumber style—put it down – Draino!
I’m blowing up word life –Volcano!
Hustle hard—Ace Hood, Maino
Ain't shit change Yo
I’m chopping it up, and breaking it down but you can keep the change though
Dollar bill single, pimp game lingo
Hit it like bingo! Ohh Fly no wings
Ya’ll living on the edge man you should let your fear go

Chorus: (Mike Milan)

Verse 2: (Malachi Grant)

Stay Fly—been fly, they still trying to get fly
I Take time—it’s my time, they waiting on they time
Headed through the roof—my pride is sky high
When jumping in the booth never felt so alive
Stepping out the booth, I believe I can fly
I really must be losing my mind
But those who mind don’t matter
Those who matter don’t mind
Cause the know that I shine, and they loving my vibe
Plus I grind 24/7/365
All around the tick –tick time
Ain't shit change but my rhetoric and rhyme
I’m, chasing my dreams—
Sleeping through reality, my lifestyle no gravity
I am fly as I want to be, this fly they can never be
One of a kind, kind of the one
I’ll show you how to do this son

Chorus: (Mike Milan)

Verse 3: (Malachi Grant)

I’ve seen something’s, heard something’s, did something’s
Copped the chain, copped the ring, got some bling
Gotta shine its oxygen
I’m so fly they spotted him, Target him
The plot thickens and the air gets thin
Music is a meal have you ate well lately
Making mine tasty, Last Supper greatly
Fresh like early morning pastry
Straight out the bakery, go head Copy—Paste me
I got my gun on safety!
Better watch –Better time
Better Jet –Better Fly
Better whip –Better ride
Visually its televised
They think that they Nice! They just another lie
I ain't never seen them grind, tell me when the fuck they shine
I ain't never seen them fly, tell me when they touch the sky
I was defined as a ribbon in the sky
Stevie—No Wonder—The Boy he got Drive

Chorus: (Mike Milan)

This is my life, yeahhhh-hhha
This is my life, yeahhhh-hhha
This is my life, yeahhhh- no no

Welcome 2 My World

Written By: Malachi Grant

Chorus: (Malachi Grant)
Welcome to my World—
Its So Much More—
Lights, Cameras, Action, Applauds
Ain't No picture no movie Dog—
This is my light I’m showing ya’ll
Welcome to my World—
Its So Much More—
Lights, Cameras, Action, Applauds
Ain't No picture no movie Dog—
This is my light I’m showing ya’ll

It’s so much more--

Verse 1: (Malachi Grant)
As I sit here looking in the clouds
Waiting for the Sun to shine down so proud
My world spins round—thoughts, Echos in sound
Thinking about things that went down, now
Follow me to Ill creek, where water don’t sleep
A refreshing drink there ya’ll meet
Its location kind of discrete
The Ambience of the view makes you weak
So I creep—
People don’t blink
Eyes ain't scared of eyelids they wide wings flying
Envision what I’m eying
You not here so close, your eyelids
Press rewind and keep on vibing
While I’m describing—
You can give water to a well, make it a wishing well
It still won’t wish you well
But I am Well! Plus I am swell, plus I am MORE—

Chorus: (Malachi Grant)

Verse 2: (Malachi Grant)
I think I be wilding, although I be styling
Profiling, yea the prince of an island
While people be applauding, I think I’m appalling
Cause life’s a hard ball call life Spaulding
Body keeps yawning, mind keeps stalling
Life feels in mourning—If I’m dead where the calling—
Gingerbread left him dead
No one got to chase him
My body stands still, My hear keeps racing—
Family in the background praying and pacing—
Believing in me! Hoping I make it
I’m sick in the ER! The light is what I’m facing
Doctor! My mind runs miles! And it won’t Stop!
In my dreams I keep falling! I won’t Drop!
When your face hits the sky you can go in Shock!
That’s why I feel cold when you! Say I’m hot!
I’m in after Shock!

Welcome to my World—
Its So Much More—
Lights, Cameras, Action, Applauds
Ain't No picture no movie Dog—
This is my light I’m showing ya’ll
Welcome to my World—
Its So Much More—
Lights, Cameras, Action, Applauds
Ain't No picture no movie Dog—
This is my light I’m showing ya’ll

Verse 3: (Malachi Grant)
I sigh with silence, glide with guidance
Vibe with vibrant, flows from hydrant
Ride—with vigorous Valor!
Making people go Jack! My swagger
I don’t mean to brag but—
I’m so fresh to death I see God to my left
Let me check, one sec, ah yes—I’m blessed
Ball fist, air fist, holds pose fear-less
If you feeling like I’m feeling—you got to feel this
I hold the pose forever, so the world can feel this
Pan left—real quick Pan right—that’s it
Zone in—that’s him with a bashful slight grin
And it keeps growing—‘til I’m fully smiling
With my hat to the World!—I feel accomplished
Naysayers looking at me—the feel astonished—
A diamond in the rough—look how I polished
Myself all alone—I don’t need accomplice

Welcome to my world
So Much More
Lights, Cameras, action Applauds

Where I'm From

Written By: Malachi Grant,Halle Rouse

Versus 1:(Malachi Grant)

I’m hotter than the cockpit, dipping through the flames
Got the petal to the metal, cause I keep on switching lanes
Malachi is my name I’m the same never change
With the devil on my shoulder saying—“Boy your insane”
Spitting wild flames they can never contain
I ain't trying to be Obama, I’m ain't here to bring change
I’m just here to be me! If they change, then they change
Either way I’m here to hang like my chains—Oh mayne
Fly all day like planes in a regiment
Cause I am that new kid riding like a veteran
Using common sense and elegance to show my prevalence
My flow is really celibate cause its gonna sell a bit
Felonies is all I spit, cause they say I’m killing it

Chorus:(Dunn Da God)

Where I’m from—there’s niggas that will murda ya
Your nobody –if nobody ever heard of ya
Where I’m from—where I’m from
Where I’m from—where I’m from
It’s survival of the fittest
Where I’m from—they always chasing money
Being broke is a joke—nobody being funny
Where I’m from—where I’m from
Where I’m from—where I’m from
It’s survival of the fittest

Versus 2: (Malachi Grant)

Kick it how I live it—now that’s boss shit
Green like Boston—get money floss it
Why floss it?—Cause it cost bitch
Don’t get lost—slick money talking
Listen in quickly—swiftly miss me
With the bullshit—I’m in the pool pit
I hauk chu—spit
Nasty—cool kids—they ain't never do shit
So why they keep talking like they did?
Bitch ass ness—defines they kids
They keep talking like they—is
On top of the game—when they—aint
Talk a picture let it paint, These niggas ain't saints
These niggas ain't OG’s, Rolling with homies
Holding keys—ducking the D’s
My nigga please—you broke
I’m acting like money growing on trees
Chorus:

Verse 3:(Malachi Grant)

OG said “chill man you important, stay in school kid keep your grades real flawless”
So I did—but I also did hand to hand homie
Hand me a case—fix your face
Now give me a drink
With all A’s went to college gates
I work hard then I graduate
Fam—congratulates
Oh you mad, you hate?
I’m so hood—so good—so corporate
You so fake—so lame—you should forfeit
I’m ostentatious—the flows bodacious
Higher than a spaceship—I’m so outrageous
I’m flying in the wind—the sky that I’m in
See the waves that spin—
That’s the mind that you in
Now you understand why Malachi Grins
So can I kick it, can I really go in?
Fuck it, let the hook spin

Chorus:

Party Ova Here (Remix)

Written By: Malachi Grant,Halle Rouse

Verse 1:(Malachi Grant)
Wavy low Caesar, Ice out the freezer
9mm, shoot non-believers
Murda mamis, Dime’s Straight divas
Hotter than a fever, do them on my leisure
Lay them down, hit the spot, let them seizure
I see’s ya, take a breather
The procedure, always have amesia
Ma your too eager, Nah- I don’t need ya
Autumn don’t fall – fall – fall
Baby I’ll leave ya
Ain't shit change, but my legiments
And my dividends, what I’m sitting in
How I’m living is - Different
How different? Shit!
I don’t ball like I used to
I ball karma sutra
More O’s than ya used to
Ha ha ha Sitcom For the future...

Chorus: (Malachi Grant)
Party ova here…
Party ova there…
We on and we bout it
We on and we wit

Party ova here…
Party ova there…
We on and we bout it
We on and we wit

Get -Get -Get Get-Get- Get it in
Don’t –Don’t-Don’t Don’t Stop Partying
Get- Get-Get-Get Get- Get it in

Party ova here…
Party ova there…

Verse 2: (Malachi Grant)

With a Bad Chic—She Bossy
Tugging on my Chain—Calling me Flossy
Asking what it cost me—
Ma is you insane—or is you just saucy
Don’t matter either Way—
The best way to behave—is not to
Got you—pop 2
Meet me in the spot with your lollipop crew
What the lick read?
They in the whip, shift the stick
And it’s all speed, They coming for meee
Move like assassins—with passion
Please meet Mr. Satisfaction
Everlasting, ‘til your grasping—fabric
Head—Keep on getting it
Legs—Keep on opening
And I’m gone keep on going in…

Chorus: (Malachi Grant)

Verse 3: (Dunn Da God)

She Said (Don't Go)

Written By: Malachi Grant

(Malachi Grant)
So what I want to do right now is umm
Bring all the ladies to the Dance floor
You with me, (echo)

Not Dre but I’m the Doctor Crazy
I birth you to spank you, look at the baby
I’m so chill lackadaisical, Lazy
But I dirty dance grind, I’m Patrick Swayze
Where are all my Sexy Ladies?
Hood or with class like the CL Mercedes
They way the push up, got me calling them Daisy
Why you came with Faggayze?
Oh he driving Ms. Daisy

Chorus:(Malachi Grant)

She Said, “Baby don’t Go-GO”
I said, “Baby I Go-Go”
So—Go! So—Low!
Hands in the Air like, “Oh No!”
She Said, “Baby don’t Go-GO”
I said, “Baby I Go-Go”
So—Go! So—Low!
Hands in the Air like, “Oh No!”

Verse 1:(Malachi Grant)

Excuse me miss, with a body that’s sick
I beg to dif cause you’s a model miss
Not a model, like a bottle that shakes her whole gift
But a model like a mama, that knows all her Shhh—ha (echo)
Yea you wise, so let me introduce you now to Para—dise
Where people just chill everything’s alright
Where night light might shine extra bright
Let your soul take flight, excite your life
You see what I’m saying, you be loving the sight
She said “Okay just hold me tight”
She want to ride the wave, I’m a raise the Tide
Cause time don’t matter when the price is right
Price don’t matter when the time is right
Since the time is right
And the Price is right
It’s me and you tonight
So let’s dim them Lights!

Chorus: (Malachi Grant)
She Said, “Baby don’t Go-GO”
I said, “Baby I Go-Go”
So—Go! So—Low !
Hands in the Air like, “Oh No!”
She Said, “Baby don’t Go-GO”
I said, “Baby I Go-Go”
So—Go! So—Low !
Hands in the Air like, “Oh No!”

Bridge:(Malachi Grant)
Hot sicker than ya, Hot hot sicker than
Hot sicker than ya
Ohh She Badddd
Hot sicker than ya, Hot hot sicker than
Hot sicker than ya
Ohh She Badddd

Verse 2:(Malachi Grant)

Hot sicker than your average
Shorty get the money all day she a savage
I stay fly, in some fresh new fabric
Shorties love my Cool J style gotta have it
They just want to ride in the horse and carriage
Live life lavish, brand new fashion
Climatic action on the mattress
Got her doing back flips
Like, “Don’t stop baby that’s it”
I love that with a passion, but I’m about my cabbage
She’s a Bunny, she all about the carrots
She independent too so she already has it
This ain't no marriage
I ain't checking your status
I know—she the baddest
She know—I’m the fly-est
And not to be by-ist
But you can’t buy
This Style, this floss
This floss, this glow!
But I’m out the door
For the Doe

Chorus:(Malachi Grant)
She Said, “Baby don’t Go-GO”
I said, “Baby I Go-Go”
So—Go! So—Low !
Hands in the Air like, “Oh No!”
She Said, “Baby don’t Go-GO”
I said, “Baby I Go-Go”
So—Go! So—Low !
Hands in the Air like, “Oh No!”

Bridge:(Malachi Grant)
Hot sicker than ya, Hot hot sicker than
Hot sicker than ya
Ohh She Badddd
Hot sicker than ya, Hot hot sicker than
Hot sicker than ya
Ohh She Badddd

Have it All

Written By: Malachi Grant,Chris Boyd, Chris Boyd

Chorus: (Chris Boyd)

Versus 1: (Malachi Grant)

Take a trip, take a pic, then change the scene
With a chic, so sick, got to gangsta lean (damnnn)
Ms. Parker seems, to be Maybelline, I mean made for me
She fresh to death daily, like she buried
I dig her, shovel near me, kind of scary
She fly, no canary, but she tweets me
And she treats me, on point guard CP3
(Yeaah) Plus she cooking for me
She got her own doe, and she throws it up for me
I throw mine up for she, it’s a two-way street
We getting—we getting—we getting Mo’ Money
See we kick it like homies, never leave you lonely
I’m here all the time, all you gotta do is call me
See we can have it all
You my favorite baby, your my lady

Chorus: (Chris Boyd)

Versus 2: (Malachi Grant)

Now let’s love life, take chances, be crazy
This the oldest we ever been
The youngest will ever be
We dress for the felony
We killing em out there
Death to the enemy-
Smile-toast-cheers
Relaxation – No debating
Fuck they hating – No contemplation
Now let’s take no days off
This the playoffs—schemes like Maydoff
Make us just –make off
Flights –just to take off
Hate—just shake off
Bread—just break off
Nah, they can’t get a crumb
Not a bit, not a piece—Not a little, not none
Tell them kick rocks—non-stop
Me and you is hip-hop, baby girl lets Rock
As a young’n I just wouldn’t behave
But I was tryna make moves—like a runaway slave

Chorus: (Chris Boyd)

Bridge:
Baby you know you’re my favorite
(You know your my favorite right)
You’re the one I want to stay with
(ooh yeah)
Can’t nobody take your place
(it’s you and only you, you have it all you got it all whatever though)

Chorus: (Chris Boyd)

Living My Life (LML)

Written By: Malachi Grant

Chorus:(Malachi Grant)
I’m just living my life—
Gotta hang tight
Doing what I like—like
Feeling so good—
Now pop another bottle for me—me
Pop another bottle for me—me me—me
Hit the block non-stop
Let the party rock—rock—rock
Big not small not
Let the bottles pop—pop—pop

I’m just living my life—
Gotta hang tight
Doing what I like—like
Feeling so good—
Now pop another bottle for me—me
Pop another bottle for me—me me—me
Hit the block non-stop
Let the party rock—rock—rock
Big not small not
Let the bottles pop—pop—pop

Verse 1:(Malachi Grant)
Up and down, speed flow, make it bounce
Swaged out, by the pound, fuck an ounce
Large amounts, all you count
When it’s No days off, Spend all day out
Grinding, shining, vibing—
What’s that about?
Nothing, I say it cause it ain't bout nothing
We stunting, they fronting
What you say David Ruffin?
Night’s like this I wish raindrops would fall—fall
Make it rain bitch
I’m living like I’m famous
Some people say that’s dangerous
I’m on it, I’m on it, I’m flashy and I flaunt it
I be on my fucking Diddy, telephone niggas call it
I’m balling shot calling, my shorty do the same
She been wit me—wit me since I was shooting in the gym
Put it down and get it in, been living above the rim
Live my life like it’s golden, and my pockets on swollen
Pop a bottle, crack a smile
Shit, this the way to live!

Chorus:(Malachi Grant)

Verse 2:(Malachi Grant)
How you getting money?
Never know its where abouts?
I’m getting the money you shouldn’t talk about
Broke watch—Killing time
Got a chic that’s a nine by design
She only here, just to blow a brother mind
Got a sky hook glide, kinda like Clyde
Chilling with birds don’t make you fly
But shit—everybody wanna be fly
I ain't change not a lick
And they still talking shit
Now ain't that some shit—
Ain't life a bitch—
I’m a do it—do it—do it like this, righteous
When its all said and done, they ain't do it like this
Winning is everything—I never kept score
I plan to live forever—I’m so much more
I hustle the price quick—the fuck you gonna sell me
I’m living my life bitch—the fuck you gonna tell me

Chorus:(Malachi Grant)

Lovely

Written By: Malachi Grant

Verse 1:(Malachi Grant)
Excuse me—butterfly
So elegant with, with all that pride
Won’t you come along quick, for a quick, quick ride
We can definitely Fly
Where ever you must desire
On an Island that fire
Make us wanna retire
Hoping out attire
As we start to perspire
The Sun got inspired
See it on horizon
Close and open eyelids—
Look a new Island--
(WoW)
Can you hear me now? Connections better than Verizon
Yes I am the Captain but right now I autopilot
If we keep the flow, we can end up out in Thailand
Sky is the limit so we must be cloud 9—ing, 9—ing
Soaring to the sky’s Inn, to relax our minds and
Whining and Dining, Bumping and Grinding
Look into your Eyes and—
I see you Riding—Riding—

Chorus:(Spade)
You should get dressed get Fly yyy
Girl looking at you’s blowing my mind
Your looking so love-ly, To-niight
So love-ly, Damnnnn Riiiight
You should get dressed get Fly yyy
Girl looking at you’s blowing my mind
Your looking so love-ly, To-niight
So love-ly, Damnnnn Riiiight

Verse 2:(Malachi Grant)
As I wake from my slumber
Look in my phone, then wonder
Who called me from these numbers?
Whatever, Just don’t remember
I do remember
Long-hair light skin, sleeping in my bed
Yeah, just must grin
I hop out the bed like who’s the man
I am him!
Travel down the hallway
To my room where my computer is resting
Checking out my playlist—let them songs play
Picking out my clothes—and I let my clothes lay
Off to the kitchen for a glass of OJ
Then I’m jumping in the shower
Getting fresh for the day
Jumping out shorty says “breakfast is served”
I eat it up; the taste the feeling is superb
And shorty asks, “where you off to today?”
To make my dreams come true
This how I live baby

Chorus:(Spade)
Bridge:(Spade)
You should get dressed, Get fly- get lovely
Looking at you got me, oh-so-crazy
Baby!!
If you want to be my lady
Just ride with me tonight

Verse 3:(Malachi Grant)
My smile is nice for sure
They say I’m summer, but I’m winter I think you should know
My shoulder’s awfully cold
My focus is to grow
This my Castro flow, let my cash grow
You’s a victim to my flow
You ain't know? Well now you know!
Keep it moving do pass Go
Make sure you get the doe
I will never stop this show
This is my life that I show
You brighten up my show
Just thought that you should know
Well now you know, now let’s let’s Go
Head in the air feet on the ground
Life’s a breeze I move around with
And I stay grounded
No Biggie “One more chance” it
I’ll show you what romance is
Have your body dancing
Slow motion is the standard
Baby you outstanding
The world gives you a standing
Ovation of patience with no hesitation
Take me at night I’m the perfect medication
Wake up in the morning still feeling the sensation

Chorus:(Spade)
Bridge:(Spade)

Signed and Sealed

Written By: Malachi Grant

(Malachi Grant)
How you doing?
See I don’t write, I don’t write letters
So I’m going to have to send this out in song, this for you

Verse 1:(Malachi Grant)

This a love letter to my Shorty sincerely
Signed, Sealed, Delivered to the times we held dearly
Your all I need like Mary and Meth
I’ll be your right foot you can be my left
Jump on the good foot just to see what’s next
The first day we met, I’ll never forget
To me it was all respect
This I can never neglect
Now let’s further inspect
How the sun didn’t set
This is the image I get
It’s—Sunny like sunshine just parked on your body
Books and street smarts and a smile’s what got me
Plus you Sing-Sing, so I’m locked like Gotti
You’s a hot tamale
So I’ll probably, catch you on a Holiday
October 17th like “Happy Birthday”
Mi Corazon Vienen aqui Mami!

Chorus:(Shaina)

I’m sending you my love
Sincerely signed and its sealed
Sealed as a song
As a love, love love love love love letter
I’m sending you my love
Sincerely signed and its sealed
Sealed as a song
As a love, love love love love love letter

Verse 2:(Malachi Grant)

When you feel me it’s a vibe
That you get in your mind
That tumbles down your spine
Refined like Red wine
Relax and unwhine
I’m going on inside
Your eyes roll back and your face hits the sky
Feels so good that you smile and you cry
No not sex its love so I dive
Deeper and deeper is the measure you rely
And I’m great ma so that measure I supply
I’m hitting the right spots, you feel it in your mind
I’m relaxed yet but pushing hard on the grind
As we cum to we synonymous with time
Cause you accomplish more when you do and not try
So baby I’m yours and you your mine
So I’m a be there, any and everything
Baby you know you fly
You hot like the summer time
You shine like the sun would shine
So I predict sunny skies

Chorus:(Shaina)

I’m sending you my love
Sincerely signed and its sealed
Sealed as a song
As a love, love love love love love letter
I’m sending you my love
Sincerely signed and its sealed
Sealed as a song
As a love, love love love love love letter

Verse 3:(Malachi Grant)

Keep wifey like a warm coat cause she was the first down
Profound like pronouns
So I know you love sound
These things show now
Never let my eyes browse
So people would grill when we would chill wow
We didn’t care then and we don’t care now
Our love runs deep like the river of the Nile
So we chill in Mau on a beach with a towel
All smiles no frowns
Every since that day that we got down
And you hit me on the phone
And said baby I’m alone
And I came right home
You probably thought that I’d roam
Cause you know my Pops was a Rolling Stone
But you should know
That I’m a keep on rolling home
I’m not my pops, my heart is an Ice Box
But you got the key to melt and make it unlock
And I got you so I guess we on Top

Chorus:(Shaina)

I’m sending you my love
Sincerely signed and its sealed
Sealed as a song
As a love, love love love love love letter
I’m sending you my love
Sincerely signed and its sealed
Sealed as a song
As a love, love love love love love letter

Sending you my love
Sending you my love
Sending you my love
Sending you my love
It’s here for you

So Much More

Written By: Malachi Grant

Chorus:(Malachi Grant)
So Much More to this World
More to this Boy
More to this Girl!
So Much More to see
So Much More to be
So Much More to Me—e

Verse 1:(Malachi Grant)
Mr. Been Had Skillz, Just That ILL
Merksmilez From Peekskill for Real—
Deal or No Deal, I’m a Show skill
Running everywhere cause I won’t stand still
As I’m running everywhere, they be yelling out chill—
When they hear my verse spill, they be yelling out ill!—
This the sequel to Just That ILL
This is So Much More, how you think that feel?
Just That ILL
No sound on def ears but still they hear this
In they soul and spir-it turn it up they feel it
Vibrations for the ear-less
My music is fearless, so people call it careless
It care less about your hearing
More about your feelings
Merk is in the Building
Koncept on the track and I’m tearing this building Down!
Evacuate the Women and the children Now!!!

Chorus:(Malachi Grant)
So Much More to this World
More to this Boy
More to this Girl!
So Much More to see
So Much More to be
So Much More to Me—e
Repeat Chorus:

Verse 2:(Malachi Grant)
Drop top whip, keep your head in the air
It’s a bird it’s a plane it’s the Man round here
Stay fly everyday so they stop and they stare
The glam, the glitz plus the blitz from the glare
Shot from a gun to light the night air
A flare to the life where you do what you dare
And if you ain’t scared you’ll do cause you care
Where the people that could of but didn’t? NO- Where!
Merk’s Dope no homo
High no stoner
Looking like money wrapped in money band rollers
Smelling like success get a whiff of my auroma
And dudes kinda ill to the customer, that’s the rumor
I was taught to be cool in the heat
Think then speak
At arm’s length but still out of reach
Time is money so let your time speak
And be a fisherman so you always eat

Chorus:(Malachi Grant)

Verse 3:(Malachi Grant)
Get Money-Money Get Money-money-money
Throw it in the air cause you trying have fun
3 percent of what I got nah, I ain't dumb
Keep stacks on stacks Federal Reserve funds
I know they want some, but they can’t get none—
I work har-rrrd for this, tell me what you’ve done
My procedure flow, proceeds to flow
Like homie get the pizza doe
Throw it in the air celebrate! It’s raining Doe
What-up-Doe is my Doe and my FAM too
But let me break it down for you
See I was never about the money; I was always about my FAM
Man makes the money, money never made this man
Got respect got power than the money flew in
Looking at my kicks, I guess I’m a shoe in
Cause money keep coming like it ain't got other plans
But money ain't everything, I hope you understand

Chorus:(Malachi Grant)

Discography

Just That ILL - 2009
Welcome 2 My World - 2014