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Soon You'll Understand

by B Hyphen

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1.
Let's get right to the proceedings this evening I'm meaning to be a gracious host, I don't wanna be deceiving But even with the best intentions I'm having It's hard for me not to slip back into bad habits Been writing this album my whole life, my baby It's grown up, it's moving, and I'll be all alone Life crisis at 30, think I'll get a sports car Or get a new hobby, one that won't break my heart I was gonna make some beats but fuck that, I'm just out Might do a few verses but I'm done with solo An although I've stumbled a couple occasions I'm gonna light up one for this celebration Been casing the joint out to get the best way in I'm staying, leave my tag, like Meuwl was spraypainting I'm facing the future, whatever it may hold Two Two Seven, he blessed me, he laced me, so let's go. I wanna take you higher, you have to understand To get to this moment it took everything I had And now the curtain's opening, the spotlight's on me A journey of great power and responsibility Now let it marinate, sink in, otherwise, wild out Organize, mount up, break something, ride out One among a million, don't care about my peers My masterpiece will live on after humans aren't here. This is ASM fifty, throw my costume away It's time to grow up and quit playing with my toys Even tho it brings me joy, I got to just finish If not, no one else will just get the commitment I'm sentenced to life with an imagination That works 24/7, no sign of vacation It's hard to be grounded when I'm always dreaming It's hard to be focused when my brain is scheming On the next new thing that'll bring me excitement Extend the Kelen "B Hyphen" Conley brand more I poured over every detail in this album So excellence can be the only true outcome Without him they'll see a genius that passed them by The end of the road but you please do not have to cry I took this name from the Dynasty album Soon you'll understand this is more than a title.
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Now everyone wanna be down with the Hyphen Girls all swoon when I clash with the titans Enlightening, the masses with great satisfaction Can't sit still, I'm a man of action Finally, finally, the Hyphen has returned All bullshit dies when I'm fully concerned Any doubt they can learn I'm the best in the world And rumor even has it, I'm the best in your girl So what you wanna do, let me guess, prolly nuthin' You a pussy, you a bitch, my life leaves you wantin' Jealous and jaded that's how you start your day And how you fall asleep, what more can I say I'm set in my ways like NWA You won't get the effort unless I get my pay Pretty much perfect in every facet On my heel shit, consider this a promo package. When I walk in the place, everything just stops People go crazy, bout to blow they top In great form with a pocket full of gwap Making all the rules, you don't need no cops And I'm better with bacon when he's on the boards Reconz squad with a sound so sure And my jam knock all around the world x2 Now everyone wanna be down with the Hyphen Adamantium tucked when I'm ducked down writing Best at what I do and what I do ain't nice Cross the wrong way, might ruin your life So what do you do when the Hyphen come thru? It doesn't matter what the fuck you gonna do Always on the move, always with the crew Always a fan favorite, don't matter who I screw Whoo! In Parkersburg just for the weekend Shout out to Anthony, Tricycle rollin' Strollin', like I seem without a care Never a dull moment even with no one here Be prepared for the worst, accept only the best Accept any challenge then cave in their chest Talk yo shit and be disrespectful And never apologize for living out your passion. Now everyone wanna be down with the Hyphen Y'all all small prey, call me predator, sharkin' Harken, back to the days you were free Cause you have no hope of getting away from me Team Bring It, don't wing it, leading all the classes Fuck a motto, this a lifestyle: boots to asses You the wack and classless, bunch of cheat code hoes Even in Bo Jacksons, can't compete with the pros I know, you're looking for a break Oh for goodness sake, quit crying you fake This the road I take, you're good I'm better Yeah you're that dude but I'm that nigga I'm Michael, you Tito, the comparison you know I get over, never job, get the Gold, never robbed Throw the lob and dunk it, take the shot and win it While you learn the steps, I already done did it.
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There ain't no room for squares here Mountaintop is the pinnacle original the ritual tho mind over physical And it's detrimental to know the handshake Or miss your invite to the annual clam bake I'm saying that's the kind drug I'm on And if you wanna try some best bring yo funds Cause I ain't paying, for you and me to stand out some Cause rule number 1, I don't mess with bums I got a lane, carved in stone over years You can call me nomad cause I have no peers No tears shed here cause look what it got me So rude to your face like I work at Pop Copy Not so cause I don't really harbor no hate I just show up late looking fresh steal your date Eat ya steak if you ain't home to try to stop me I pack a lightsaber so go head son try me. What you see now ain't available in sto's I'm pure cut raw yes fresh as snow Don't hang with no lames I'm my own name brand And even yo mama wanna be in my band No room all seats occupied My Delorean only wants me inside No room I'm just stating the facts All you triangle players you can just re lax Bridging the gap 'tween cliques and social outcasts Anywhere I go's exactly where the party's at And if I feel the need to no-show and lay low Then trust me you ain't getting entrance to my do' I am not stuck up but you will not bore me No patience for dumb neverending stories Whole life's a novel including cliffhangers Y'all minor characters trying to be plot changers It's danger to test me my waters never safe That's like being a superhero wearing a cape I like my movies Pixar bizarre and involving I don't call girls baby I simply call em darling I'm hauling all your chips in cause ya bluffing You jocks go ahead I'd rather be McLovin And that's the steez I'm on till the break of dawn Skip the sidewalk just to walk on your lawn and I'm gone. Hook Say old Wu slang just for fun son Super Tecmo Bowl over Madden son Kick it in the comic shop for conversation son Brown liquor is my potna no vodka son The chief rocka son till the day is done Pick it up where I left it back at it son Automatic son Larry Legend type aim And your girl knows son way she says my name Nah son who cares about your accolades Nah son you ain't getting Yankees paid Nah son a square is a square to me Nah son the in crowd does not accept keys There's nothing to it you're trying too hard son No acting allowed on my cloud son Matter fact son stop breathing my air Cause secondhand oxygen is stored over there. Hook
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I met her my first year at college I was far from a scholar but I had to try to holla And by holla I mean just speak Cause one thing about the Hyphen, my game's pretty weak So anyway, that's when I wore the bandannas People thought it gang related but I'm not bananas Wanted to stand out, not trying to play hard My bandannas matched my clothes, that's my reason, there you are Here we are, back to the point of it Yeah she's bad, there's no way I'm gonna pull that And in fact, she gotta man, and he look like a bitch But she so infatuated I might as well not exist So I go off on my own, all alone on campus First time away from home, and I'm feeling anxious Then I saw her, girl I used to know from high school So I ask is it cool if I sit for a few. How you doing, oh I'm just fine Just an imaginary player trying to bide time I'm young and I'm ready, these girls so fly Wonder how many that I could make mine The weather's warm and I'm feeling all this sunshine Love you from the front and love you from behind Oh, I make you smile, you are too kind Let me love down and then maybe re-wind. I was hanging with my high school jump off Next thing I know, things started to pop off We were getting hot n heavy, I was 'bout to hit it Then my roommate interrupted and then she wasn't feeling it Took her to her dorm feeling so frustrated As she went inside, another girl came pacing She said I need some air, you can walk if you wanna But we need to get some papers cause I got some marijuana Just my luck, get high and get laid I laugh now cause what would my mama say But back to that day, we walked the city for hours Smoked a couple of j's, in her room after hours I was about to make a move, it led up to this Pulled her close to me and went for the kiss Then she said I gotta be up at 8 AM You gotta go tonight but we could do this again. There was one chick, we chilled after dinner Fooled around in her room, but she didn't want nothing in her Then she stopped talking to me like I did something wrong Turns out the whole baseball team all went long Hypno and Easy were smashing breezies Kept saying to me, Hyphen it's so easy Had one girl hit me up late just to talk Had another girl interested until her ex sulked Got a booty call on AIM, I was home for the weekend Got back to campus, she wasn't feeling freaky Met a girl from Jersey, we were in her room at 3 All she wanted to do is argue Nas & Jay with me Really it all worked out cause the girl I got now Would never be with me if those effs went down But 95's beat just brought up old memories Of a clumsy ass Hyphen who was always missing pussy.
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'Fit jammin', real not imagined Boy from the Dub made a bonified classic Beats so savage, yeah he's braggin' Armed with whatever, he slays the dragon Hopped on wagon, son caught me taggin' Said you can ride, better not be slackin' Never doubt the mackin', hoes he be packing Big and small he don't care he's tappin' Ill with the rappin', made a couple classics Redshift, Blueshift, ya history's lackin' Verbal assassin, math to the mappin' COD king, yeah them players are droppin' White Boy Rodman, could've been rotten Always wanted more so he wanted better options And that's my dude, by the way this beat's knockin' My name's B Hyphen, officially clocked in. 'Fit jammin', everybody dancing Hey little mama why don't you put your hands up I'm just saying bruh, you don't gotta do it But I won't tell if you get stupid x2 'Fit jammin' on the long train runnin' Doobie on the sample with the Fruity Loops drummin' Strokes all diff'rent but by name ain't drummond So what you talkin' 'bout, I don't know how you comin' I don't know who you summoned, but you won't see me runnin' If you're Pac-Man, I Pacquiao no bluffin' You Mayweather frontin', no money team stuntin' I stunt on hoes, oh six Joe Budden I'm in the mood for nothin', 2 outs, no buntin' I'mma swing for the fence cause I'm trying to start somethin' Tryna rally the troops, tryna get some runs in Cause I want Cash Money like Rule, Get the Fortune Don't want no piece, want the portion Don't want no Ford, want the Porsche and All the recognition that come with it, I am that specific, you can ride if you with it! 'Fit jammin' on the everyday grind Bang it in your headphones when you in line Spit that shit when you run into a dime Make that yo' code, live by it all the time Don't accept no fault, call that design On yo' Mary J. shit, yuup feeling just fine Don't take no direction, you know yo' sign They all hate sour grapes until it's made to wine When they say they so clutch, put they ass on the line When they call you a sucka, say you ain't that kind When they laugh in yo' face, tell them they'll find You laughing at they ass when they left behind Nah, fuck that, they don't get a rewind I've put it down once, one time for your mind I've dropped some knowledge, don't mean they'll find They way to the top, don't mean they'll shine cause...
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I still wanna be famous, I can't deny that fact Cause every time it comes back, it still muthafuckin' irks me Yeah, that's right it hurts me, right down to my soul Feel like I let down my inner eleven year old I'm almost 30 years old, been rapping 15 years You would think I'd have accomplishments instead of being here And here's not famous, but trust me I'm respected My opinion not neglected I just can't go get a necklace Can't hop up on that private jet, hit Vegas for the night Call some hoes, get some mud and then watch them bitches fight No headline show at SOB's, kicking it with Elliott Wilson No jam of the week, no Funk Flex and afternoons with Angie But I'm saying b, by not being famous does that really hurt me Just cause I haven't toured once do I lose that credibility Do all these songs and all these mixtapes really just count for nothing Or am I overthinking it and all of its a blessing? What will I really be known for? Will it be scribbling these rhymes? Will it be this voice of mine? What can the people hold on to? Besides their memories of me? Is there something they can touch or see? Or will they even remember? Am I just a memory in time? And someone who just slips their mind? So what will the people say? That I accomplished in this time? What will be this legacy of mine? Legacy of mine. 29, no record deal No big breaks, no dope wheels No nice house, not even a nice watch No San Tropez, with an ocean spray, with a dope babe, giving up nice crotch But I got heat rocks, whether you like it or not Writing this on the clock instead of opening shipping box In a tight spot, telling my boss I'm not a rapper Cause she makes fun and I don't wanna hear it cause she don't know what I'm after This is my final chapter, no John Byrne Stay on my Nerd Fresh shit, what?, no heel turn Gotta let it burn cause these attention spans ain't lasting Gonna move to the next and cash in, will these rhymes be everlasting I don't really know, just one man with a microphone With a dream to be famous since New Year's Eve in ninety fo' I should be happy with my catalog and at days end I will be I just know as soon as I quit that's when these fuckas start to feel me. So if paper lays still, you can write anything on it And now I say you got dreams, you can build anything upon it I know you've heard it befo', I'm leaning positive I'm not gonna tell you you'll fail, there's no prerequisites And that's just it, I could blow tomorrow But would that cure the sorrow, would my time be borrowed Would I wanna be famous if I was really famous Or would I wish for a simple time when I was nameless There's no shame in this, my mind always wanders Wonders what if, I'm human, I just want many options But what I really want is my music to mean something To one person I don't know without any discussion If I get that, I'm cool, you can have this rap shit I'll drop these last projects and live a life of happiness But I'll never know fo sho if my rhymes have any reach So yeah I'll stop rapping and I'll start making beats.
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I'm the new John Shaft I'm a bad muthafucka Piss you off with my presence you the C. Delores Tucker At Rucker with my feet up as your girl smiles big Writing this on March 9th but I always think Big Toss the cigs light a black disrespectful how I act I'm settled on a path one that you can never map Never nap I'm working I will not be outgrinded Dream it and you can find it hustle you'll realize it Arriving with lights trained directly on me Where you be in the stu still repping dub vee I revel with glee when you I see you fail Hit the nail on the coffin where they don't post bail Set sail thinking you're gonna be better off My shadow won't reach and you won't be called soft Until you lay down for that first nights sleep Haunting all your dreams every night of the week that's me! Never befo seen never to be cloned Never to return for now I'm in my zone I'mma 1 of 1 limited edition Signed sealed delivered and built from tradition Man listen the win streak remains and all is well Everyone who tried me got left when they fell I excel and I hold my position Never take my title there is no competition. Human highlight my life spins on the reels Kill for things to still but only thru sheer will Can I deal with the stress and things I am asked Supposed to be off now I'm up to bat That's only cause they didn't execute Had the wires and the water didn't electrocute A minoot detail that I never miss Cause after the homerun it's off to your bitch She got an itch that you never scratch Bet you got feelings and you want attached Plus she knows I won't be here forever I'll give up the strap retire to some nice weather Sign autographs for new old and fans Live at the show to prove I'm still the man Pedigree the boss if he crosses the line And go in the hall of fame inducted by 95. Young Thack: No definition for the league I'm in I'm headed for the stars never to be seen again And since out is how they counted me, fuck em all who doubted me As long as the man in the mirror stays proud of me I don't need a single soul to give approval I know my shit is brutal, you don't know the roads I gotta stroll now do you? They try to hold me under water The fact they even tried I take it as an honor I must be a big threat, the one to easily forget, but now they sweat It's funny, they ain't even seen the shit yet They all say they fly 'till they wings get wet And they ain't ready to weather the storm, I bet While still I got back against the wall, against all odds If ever shall I fall, I shall fall on time Put it on everything, I do it on my own They never had a clue but the should've known.
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Man, I really miss Miami That first winter chill had to get me fore it hit me That I'd rather have it sunny & breezy instead of shitty But really yo, that winter depression is starting to hit me So many what if and why dids, I don't know what to do So many times I wanna kick my ass at 22 Look little nigga, don't do this and do that Cause when you're 29, you won't like where ya at Dirty ass bathrooms that I don't even own My credit's shot to shit, still paying student loans Can't even afford to heat my home up properly Cause I'm saving this paycheck to pay rent on their property Bullshit monopoly, I keep going to jail Can't pass go, can't own shit, my paycheck's for sale Oh well, to tell the tale, maybe it helps To keep you from making the same mistakes yourself. Man, I really miss Miami Only there 3 days and it felt so heavenly March it was 70, plus, it had me stuck Lounging by the pool, giving cero fucks Tough, another Dub Vee winter Less sunlight to see and the regrets enter Take up residence as the days get colder Holding back positivity as they just smolder Eats at you, relentless, Walking Dead shit Ill predicament, bullshit you get sick with Ya done quick, cause ain't no cure for it to lessen Word to Joe Budden, welcome my friend depression Worse impression, no manners, it don't care Never discriminates, gets at anyone near And it's clear that it's here for the long haul till spring No sawed off could bring relief to the chaos it brings. Man, I really miss Miami Saw the ocean from the whip, helped restore my sanity License plates called vanity, liquor stores twenty fo' And malls full of women, beautiful women, fo' sho I know, my Miami is a fantasy Far from reality but I lived so casually So care free, no stress for me Then I left on three jet planes for the West V And I'm here, 30 degrees, soul's listless Barely paying bills, filling an Amazon wish list Drinking on Tuesday 'stead of scheming to find a way To make something of myself so my life's not a throwaway Dark by 5 and it's darker inside And my moment's still waiting to say I've arrived Life would be much easier without these thoughts But the top won't be the same without the bottom, so why not?
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Go ahead, try to categorize me I've never listened well, gave my dad no options Left my mom nauseous cause nothing was getting thru Imagine lil Hyphen shipped to military school It almost happened, right when I started rapping Almost Randolph-Macon, no Hampshire in the making Steps that I was taking, was leading down the wrong path Got my act together but I never came back See, my lane is mine, never falling in line Always called a soldier but now those days are over I could've told ya, that I was always something special Reminisce to ninety five, provided by Chris Kessell A lyrical bless you, for everyone saying they ill I'm over that slang, you know what, I'm just real Making music I love, and that's what matters And loving life, cutting away from same patterns. Man, I'm so past it, feeling fantastic In an independent headspace, so classic In my own fashion, forget a reaction Everything I do timeless, everlasting x2 Back from the borough, yet I'm so thoro Employ a New York flow but I'm Dub Vee for dolo But you don't know doe, woo woo you know it I come in so Raw with my fist pump heroics But yo, I can slow it, in fact I can throw it Back to the fact that I'm doing me and I love it Rise above it all and bring on the tests Refuse to go to my grave knowing I ain't done my best No unless, that's it, that's why I take my Free time aside to unleash my designs I'm fine, I don't really need no stardom Real recognize real as I beg your pardon I'm an artist, just sharing my art my way I suggest you do the same 'fo' time slips away And you're asking what if in that nursing home No regrets, nothing less, take control of your own. If this my last year and I call it a career Like I said when Meuwl passed and this is my last And this birthday bash is my last performance May my musical moments relieve your torment Never let dreams lie dormant, take a chance explore it If they tell you no, motivate and floor it If you feel held back, break away and go Cause no one knows your flow, you're the star you know And when you hit the ceiling break thru that bitch And keep climbing til you're out of oxygen Never take the L cause in your blood pumps win Jordan didn't get 6 by just giving in Sound like Volume 1 with my inspirations Didn't do all that I could do with my situations But I feel good, and that's word to James Brown I faced the man in the mirror and I've reached higher ground.
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I never thought it would be like this So many projects come and gone, discography like this So many friends made and so many nights drinking So many jam sessions, so many times bitching So many rhymes lost and corrupted audio files So much time missed, trying to get that one line But I wouldn't change a moment for the world From getting questioned by some Bloods to going out on mini-tours Putting out these mixtapes for basically my friends' sake But never doing the album thinking I wasn't that great But now the moment's here, yes, we have arrived I wish I could give you this feeling that I have inside From the first rap I wrote a few months after Pac passed To when I decided in oh nine that 30 would my last dance To every drop of ink I used and every notebook I went thru I did it all for hip-hop, most of all, I did it, for you. Don't cry for me, I promise you, it's all right with me I'm moving on to the new, this ain't the last of me There's nothing else to say, so raise your glass for me Even tho I'm gone, remember that I live on thru my songs A world without the Hyphen isn't scary at all Thank you for letting me have a place within it all This wouldn't be possible if it wasn't for Chiv He's the one who told me to rhyme I was singing at the time and I felt that it would be fine if I stayed in my R&B line But like I said the bars came, 411 was the name We was gonna take over the world Manifesto by oh two, shit ain't never changed since And I wouldn't be who I am if he hadn't talked sense Met Monstalung at 123 in oh five At a Katrina benefit, he told to me to stop by Played my music on the Diner and I never felt finer Knew I could learn from this guy, had to let em be the driver So much time in the studio and backstage at shows Even in 100 years, still won't know all that he knows And the bond grows stronger even when the music stops And we're probably talking about Melo's selection of shots. Never give up on your dreams no matter what no one says Work hard, love hard until the day that you are dead And even if it's only one time that you do it Your actions spark actions, you're always an influence That's the best advice I got at 29 Holla at me down the road, preferably at 49 To every drop of ink I used and every notebook I went thru I did it all for hip-hop, most of all, I did it, for you.

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Kelen Conley
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