Cactus Jack

by ETHEREAL

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"If the Gods could build me a ladder to the heavens, I'd climb up the ladder and drop a big elbow on the world."

- Cactus Jack

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released September 11, 2014

Written & Produced by Ethereal.
Mixed & Mastered at ‘The Deli’ & ‘Barrio II’ by Ethereal.
Executive Produced by Archibald Slim.
Art Direction by Myles Harris and Zack Fox.
Photography by Myles Harris.

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Track Name: scales
[Verse 1: Ethereal]
Purple wrapped type tight in a dutchwrap
Light it up light light, how you stuff that
Ethereal the mic killer, fight ender, white knight, right night to spend it with the right nigga
High nigga, I forget how fly I been type nigga
So I been tight nigga that's half of being bigger
I blast at any nigga tryn' take out of my picture
Can't make out all these visions of me looking at ceilings turned sky
The blue is vivid had to crank up all my pistons
My rpm is dangerous I'm out here toatin' pistols
I feel like such vagrant my name has made me famous
But is that where I'm aiming this game make niggas shameless

[Hook: Ethereal]
But still I remain, but still I remain, but still I remain, a G
But still I remain, but still I remain, but still I remain, E
But still I remain, but still I remain, but still I remain, a G
But still I remain, but still I remain, but still I remain

[Verse 2: Ethereal]
Twist it up smoke the tree make my mind strong
Wicked tuck smoke the pine like my mind gone
Tryna' rocket way up like a missile, stay up so official no beef it's no issue
Got heat no missin' in the street go missin'
No heat, no bitchin', no extras in the kitchen
Man this life so real I had to clear my cloudy vision
Tryna' get the Audi sittin' on the Relli's how I get it
Nigga tell me I can't do it that's what I need
How the hell I make it through they say what you mean
I feel like such a devil the world under my level
My name has made me famous but is that where I'm aiming

[Hook: Ethereal]
But still I remain, but still I remain, but still I remain, a G
But still I remain, but still I remain, but still I remain, E
But still I remain, but still I remain, but still I remain, a G
But still I remain, but still I remain, but still I remain
Track Name: Believe f. TLM
[Verse 1: Ethereal]
Blowin' O's to all my foes, young nigga tryna' come up with a way to get some mo'
Young trigger man with the money plan, got no flaw
Polo on my drawls, middle finger to the law
I been blowin' good never had to smoke with y'all
I been in the hood had to make myself a boss
Paid the cost lost some homies got some fam I can't call
But in all I'm so raw, bite the swag break yo jaw
Summer, Winter, Spring I could never fall only ball
Polo on my shirt keep it 100 till the dirt
If you caught me slippin' boy it's all good that's just work
When I catch em' chillin' boy it's all bad they gon' hurt
Goin' through the ceilin' yeah we know that I'm gon' murk
Any verse you get from me on the track go berserk
Roll another Swisher Sweet hit the street and go lurk
Told her baby don't believe me it's all good you gon' learn

[Hook: Ethereal and TLM]
I been chillin' at the top don't need to blow
(They don't believe me)
I say "Girl I'm always in the studio"
(She don't believe me)
Always tell my plug I'll make him rich fa sho'
(He don't believe me)
I can't do it less you payin for the show
(They don't believe me)

[Verse 2: TLM The Reaper]
Believe, relax, roll another sack
Baby girl sit back, and bump these here car tracks
I been ghost awhile, but the game is callin' back
Had to reconsider things, and where my life was at, ay
But it's ok we'll see it one day
Dreams up in that loft, paint paintin' my life away
It's a new day so we pray, life crazy no play
It's TLM the reaper see a fake from miles away, hey
My niggas dealin', smoke floatin' up to the ceiling
I think I smoke too much, girl come here roll this up
And just think where we could be
If you put yo' mind to it you can astral trip with me
Low-key so low-key, see me on the highway
Cruisin' through the streets, my niggas hate defeat
Girl come ride with me and E we know the back-ways of these streets
If you just believe you can fly away with me CGM

[Hook: Ethereal and TLM]
I been chillin' at the top don't need to blow
(They don't believe me)
I say "Girl I'm always in the studio"
(She don't believe me)
Always tell my plug I'll make him rich fa sho'
(He don't believe me)
I can't do it less you payin for the show
(They don't believe me)
Track Name: Scraper
[Verse 1: Ethereal]
Ridin' in that scraper runnin' up the paper she been chasin'
Glidin' through the city hit my dealer cop the Shirley Franklin
Rollin' up the killer put it in a fanta, I'm gon' face it
Ladies love my mantra I'm so outer space, they can't take it
Ladies tell me E, "you the man", ain't no way that's fake
Lately love been callin' late at night, baby is you wake
Lately I been thinkin' bout this life, damn must be fate
Vegeta to the game, so much pride, girl look in my face
Twist it up, goop up in the cup, color of her guts
Stay the night, roof fly off the house, she know what I'm bout
Diss me dawg you go missing dawg bring my hunters out
From the south, my boys love them guns, they will bring them out
Off the flower wit' that rocket power, get hit wit' a shower
Shag me baby I'm so Austin powers, I can't help but wow her
Ancient power I can't wait to wake up in that orchid Prowler
Blowin' sour, spliff look like a tower, in my Eddie Bauer

[Hook: Imhotep]
I'm ridin' thru' infinity
I'm ridin' to infinity
She see me wit' no sympathy
I'm ridin' thru' infinity
But the sacred power stays with me
Yes, the sacred power stays with me
I'm ridin' thru' infinity
I'm ridin' thru' infinity

[Verse 2: Ethereal]
Ridin' in that bucket, lookin' for a shawty who gon' bust it
Slidin' thru' the function, boy im up to somethin', eyes so Justin
Niggas out here juggin' on they patnas mane, watch who you trustin'
Ether got you leanin' I'm so Actavis y'all so Tussin'
Reps up in they office, niggas worried bout who they discussing
Mama told me, "boy live yo, life to you the world is nothing"
Commas in my future I'm so good, I can't do no rushin'
Drama I can't do it let my llama spit, no more fussin'
Pour it up, Paul up in my cup, mane I drink too much
Take a flight, lets go to the crib, I will make yo' night
Take a bite, got a million styles, I will take yo' wife
Take a hike, if I wore yo' shoes I would take my life
Blowin L's nigga dodgin 12, I can't go to jail
Smokin piss, she say "what is this?", girl just hit the shit
Smoke a zip, fog all in the VIP, rolled 1000 spliffs
Makin' flips, just livin' my life I can't fake this shit

[Hook: Imhotep]
I'm ridin' thru' infinity
I'm ridin' to infinity
She see me wit' no sympathy
I'm ridin' thru' infinity
But the sacred power stays with me
Yes, the sacred power stays with me
I'm ridin' thru' infinity
I'm ridin' thru' infinity
Track Name: That Shit Funny f. Alexandria
[Pre-Chorus: Alexandria]
We get it started every time I hit that blunt
If them cops come for me I'ma' have to do that run
These niggas actin funny when they find out that I'm on
Only fuckin' wit' me cuz' ya' saw me on the Number 1
That shit funny hunh?

[Verse 1: Ethereal]
Sittin' here wit' a idle brain, empty heart wit' a gold chain
Gold grills cost me more pills than the heart ache of my mothers pain
My brother's aim and mine the same
We out to get the toughest gain
But lord knows these folks clueless on what's fluid in the toughest game
Words fluid I can run the game
Words truest I don't want the game
Came out a young alien, style jackers need to pay me mane
Universe want my soul back cuz' my soul black from the devil's game
Never sell my soul jack so for that man I guess I'll miss the train
Niggas want they flow back, but they flow lack the proper flame
E dropped and it sorta flopped cuz' I guess my shit like flying planes
Overhead I watch the skies and pray to Mane that I'll never change
Niggas out here stuntin mane
Maybe it's time I turn it on for these wack niggas who can't make a song
Or maybe it's time I turn it up for the 1 4, I'm burnin' up
A young nigga been churnin' bruh I keep a young lady yearnin' bruh
Gotta keep the wheels turnin' bruh till the tables stop turnin' bruh

[Pre-Hook: Alexandria]
Now you know we gettin' started every time I hit that blunt
If them cops come for me I'ma' have to do that run
These niggas actin funny when they find out that I'm on
Only fuckin' wit' me cuz' ya' saw me on the Number 1

[Hook: Alexandria and Ethereal]
That shit funny hunh? Yeah they them type of niggas
That like ya' cuz' ya' group is for the limelight
That shit funny hunh? Yeah they them type of niggas
That like ya' cuz' ya' group is for the limelight
Da-da-daaa-da, yeah that shit funny to me
(that shit funny yeah, yeah that shit funny)
Da-da-daaa-da, yeah that shit funny to me
Yeah that shit funny to me

[Verse 2: Ethereal]
Idle brain wit a empty heart, been the man ever since the start
All I know is these fire tracks so me and Alexandria gon' top the charts
Awful-Grave we the brightest stars, we the only niggas spittin' bars
Out here tryna' rake these leaves, these niggas out here renting cars
Enough wit' the clichés, send ya' homie to his g-rave
He slaved on the track he made, but the way I work it don't take a thang'
Way she ride she want a diamond rang' so I tell her baby girl here go yo bling
Nigga think cuz I'm in the cut I ain't makin' noise, nigga here's the thing
I been snappin' I ain't gotta rap, I just do the shit they should make me king
All these twats think they hot niggas, lemme glo up bigga I'ma make a scene
Cactus jack boy I lost my mama I ain't got no fear, I might spray yo' team
Pull up on ya' in that Capsule Corp. nigga, hop out blowin' future green
We was ridin' in that Uber, now I'm in a Subaru eatin' sushi
How the hell ya' doin' I'm feelin' Tunechi
How the hell he do it? can't nobody do me
Niggas slippin round me, why they tryna sue me?
Nigga get from round me, you don't know the true me
Life feel like a movie, she want Fooly Cooly
Just think the shit funny how they try to do me

[Pre-Hook: Alexandria]
Now you know we gettin' started every time I hit that blunt
If them cops come for me I'ma' have to do that run
These niggas actin funny when they find out that I'm on
Only fuckin' wit' me cuz' ya' saw me on the Number 1

[Hook: Alexandria and Ethereal]
That shit funny hunh? Yeah they them type of niggas
That like ya' cuz' ya' group is for the limelight
That shit funny hunh? Yeah they them type of niggas
That like ya' cuz' ya' group is for the limelight
Da-da-daaa-da, yeah that shit funny to me
(that shit funny yeah, yeah that shit funny)
Da-da-daaa-da, yeah that shit funny to me
Yeah that shit funny to me
Track Name: Just Sayin' [I'm Just Sayin']
[Verse 1: Ethereal]

Ridin' 85, bumpin' Youngbloodz, young nigga gettin' money since I was a young blood
Young spud wit' the bud, hundred racks on my HUD
Never ask for the feature, most these niggas act like studs
Understandin how to show these niggas I ain't wit' the jive
It's evil out here in these streets so boy look alive
Too many emcees in the weight room I ain't wit' the lies
Y'all totally be pillow talkin' I ain't wit' the spies
At her condo burnin' rondo, she want gonzo
Hit the lotto now she say she wanna fondle
Gettin' bands fresh in my Atlantastan
Got a foreign bitch from hell, mane my ex was from Japan
Carl Sagan with the beats no mo' playin'
If I touch it mane I'm goin Super Saiyan
She wanna touch me tell her "Bbygirl stop playin'"
Switching lanes I can whip it I'm just sayin

[Hook: Ethereal]
I'm just sayin', girl I'm just sayin' x4
I'm just sayin', boy I'm just sayin' x4

[Verse 2: Ethereal]
Ridin' 85, bumpin' 'One Blood' had to hit the streets and live, now the city show me love
Like Makonnen, been the man of the party for so long
In the party for so long, I could hardly hit the strong
Understandin' now that most these niggas out here in disguise
Its evil out here in these streets, so boy look alive
Too many pretties in the city why these nigga pie
Too many spoons out in the field I can't believe my eye
At her crib gettin' twisted she say kiss it
At the party wit' the iron I can't risk it
Young Vegeta wit' the heater burn like reefer
That .380 turn that boy to Cousin Skeeter
That compressor make me double check the meter
Hit the Jane, let my Nokia just rang
She wanna' love me tell her "Baby girl start prayin'"
Switching lanes, I can hit it I'm just sayin'

[Hook: Ethereal]
I'm just sayin', girl I'm just sayin' x4
I'm just sayin', boy I'm just sayin' x4
Track Name: Cactus Jack [FYTM] f. Father
[Verse 1: Ethereal]
Hit the lights baby
Take a seat, what's the rush
Girl I know u wanna' chill, let's just touch
Fuck a party they shit sorry let's get drunk and make a fuss
Make yo' body rock, these niggas party stop when I pull up
'OMG look at her butt', I'm wit' Father in the cut
These hoes act like they the shit, wait till young niggas grow up
My flow hotter than a bitch, got the club goin' up
All my money from the dirt, I could dirty up ya' shirt
Boy my wrist wrist wrist do so much work, that shit hurt
I'm finessin' like I'm Ness, PKfire up the purp
How the fuck they sleep on us?, I don't know that shit sus'
Now I know that they know how it go, that's what's up
I'm just sayin' we the shit, it's So Awful, we the clique
Now I'm on a higher level takin' risks to get rich
Off color RS6, rollin' spliffs wit' my bitch
Got it parked in the cut plottin' licks to get bricks

[Hook: Ethereal]
All my niggas got felony
Wrist Bill Bellamy
Fuck what they tellin' me
Fuck what they tellin' me
Fuck what they tellin' me

All my bitches go readily
Make money steadily
Fuck is you tellin' me?
Fuck is you tellin' me?
What the fuck is you tellin' me?

[Verse 2: Father]
Keep a down ass bitch hit bong rips witcha'
Don't get along wit' niggas
Bitch whoop my bitch, she woulda' found that bitch
Prolly' drown that bitch instead of tellin' like a bitch
Missy Misdemeanor Lil' Felony
Wrist Bill Bellamy, boy you up next one they tellin' me
Keep a forest, a lil' Zack Morris gettin' fuzzy can't see
Buzzin' Spain to Camp Creek, nigga you a fan you is not family
I'ma be the man handicap or tag team
I just cut my hands off you can't dap me

[Hook: Ethereal]
All my niggas got felony
Wrist Bill Bellamy
Fuck what they tellin' me
Fuck what they tellin' me
Fuck what they tellin' me

All my bitches go readily
Make money steadily
Fuck is you tellin' me?
Fuck is you tellin' me?
What the fuck is you tellin' me?
Track Name: iknowuknow f. Playboicarti
[Verse 1: Ethereal]
All my niggas in this bitch, all my niggas in this bitch
Who is E? He run the shit
Who got funk? I can't smell it
On the porch my 9 on spit
Got a torch I'll fye' that bit'
Been too trill I can't een' chill
Play E real loud and swang' yo' shit
I smoke a spliff and take a shit
You flaw niggas is lookin' limp
These scene niggas is not wit' it
They just wanna be seen and shit
Damn, hit the bump, now I'm on it better watch yo' chick
Put me in the trunk, understand that I'ma pop yo' shit
I hit the spliff, wait I just smoked mane
Young nigga been had the smoke mane
You niggas can come get smoked mane
Bring yo' crew and come get choked mane
Yo' girl came thru' and got yoked mane
I been stagnant now I'm Go Mane
I been comin' thru' wit dope mane
How I fit this in my coat mane
Damn, I'm so cold boy, how the fuck I get so froze mane
Ran in the yo', hit the dro' and dropped a crazy flow mane
I got em' on the flo' mane
And now they at my throat mane
So I'll stay on my toes mane
And keep firin' this propane

[Hook: Playboi Carti]
I know, I know you know
I know, I know you know I know you know
I know, I know you know
I know, I know you know I know you know x2

[Verse 2: Playboi Carti]
Money on the floor, this ain't from no shows
I just fucked that ho and told her she had to go
I got a bag a dro, HiTek down her throat
My shit hella dope, my shit hella dope
I bought a flight to Paris just to see a ho
Got plenty dough spend many dough, that Fendi store I'm in it thou' (I'm winnin' thou)
My crib so fat I'm like "Shit let's shoot a video"
Let's put up all these hoes up in my video
Young nigga ballin' swish been a pro
This nigga watchin' me, he ain't gettin' doe'
I mix the Preme with the Polo
All my niggas rockin' dolo
I got the 9 tech hold it doe' (pew pew)
Have a nigga breathin' slow
Chillin' wit' my nigga Savage
Countin' money, young niggas livin' lavish

[Hook: Playboi Carti]
I know, I know you know
I know, I know you know I know you know
I know, I know you know
I know, I know you know I know you know x2
Track Name: Drop [That Ass On The Ground Like Some Change] f. Rome Fortune and Relly Jade
[Verse 1: Ethereal]
What's up honey, I see you checkin' me
You wit' yo' girls, y'all in yo' world
Smoke from the tree, I know you smellin' me
Or maybe cuz' a nigga wrist Bill Bellamy
Club full 'YHEs' "young hot ebonies"
Girl I know you hit them squats yesterday, lemme' see
At the crib, in the mirror shakin' like a pro
Show them skills at the function shawty let it go
It's a private twerk party at my house, girl tell a friend where they at, gon' bring em out
It's restrictions at the party lets just go go back
If she, If she let me in I'm own own that
Gon' gon' gon' bust it open baby it's just you and me
Oh yo' friend comin thru? Ok that's two for me
All yo' girls in a line at the ladies room
The way you move it I just might make you my lady soon

[Hook: Ethereal]
Drop that ass on the ground like some change
Drop that ass on the ground like some change
Drop that ass on the ground like some change
Drop that ass on the ground like some change
X2

[Verse 2: Rome Fortune]
I said, drop that ass to the ground like some change
Same old nigga I ain't changin'
Same old nigga bring the babes in
Same old nigga I ain't change man
You wastin' ya' time movin ass over there
Bring here, baby bring it here, bring it over here now
Yeah, dollars on your rear now
She suckin' while I steer now
I'm higher than a Leer now, tell me that shit ain't no player style
It's player style, I'm playin' wit' her ass and her pussy, and her ass wit' them dollars Roy Ayers style
Ah woah woah, ah what what? Uh you know her ass out like
Ah woah woah, ah what what? Uh you know her ass out like

[Hook: Ethereal]
Drop that ass on the ground like some change
Drop that ass on the ground like some change
Drop that ass on the ground like some change
Drop that ass on the ground like some change
X2

[Verse 3: Relly Jade]
Shake it for daddy, he like how I move
Have your boys at the party, me & my girls will come thru'
Said "Bring the bitches and weed." asked "Will you shake it for me?"
I told him "Baby don't you worry I'll be ya' company."
Nobody fuckin' wit' Relly, on my way over I'm ready
And you know that I smoke, I want it rolled up already
Got me droppin' my ass, like I'm shakin' for twenties
Brought a bundle of women some of them Asians some Bunnies
And I'm just tryna' smoke, on the Henny I chill
Shorty lookin' for dope and the other one pills
Found a way that we cope, only to better the feel
I could put on a show, so you better sit still
And I'ma shake it fast, now watch ya' self
Shake it fast and I'ma show you what I'm workin' wit
Ummmm, but first I gotta' hit the spliff, and you know I'm bout to baby sit

[Hook: Ethereal]
Drop that ass on the ground like some change
Drop that ass on the ground like some change
Drop that ass on the ground like some change
Drop that ass on the ground like some change
X2