#Retrofuture EP

by Brace Saga

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#Retrofuture EP is an alternative hip-hop project inspired by theatre cabaret and modern events to eventually be shaped into an over-the-top Hood Musical. Containing outlandish musical numbers such as the 1945 alien song "SpaceTime", the cowboy negro spiritual "RetroFuture", and the chilling love/hate relationship song "Police State", this was an effort to take hip-hop artistry and test its limits, while maintaining a level of entertainment and social responsibility. This project drops Aug 18th, with pre-release orders available from August 4th on. The pre-release contains 3 bonus tracks not available on the original.


released August 18, 2015

Exectuive Producer: Brace Saga
Lead Musician: Antoine Hart of iHeart Media Inc.
Antoine Hart assisted with the production of the first 8 tracks, giving them a studio level
SpaceTime's vocals were tuned by Richie Acevedo of DOA Music Group.
UnTil It Gets Old was produced by Robert Little.



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Track Name: Badder
I be missing sleep, boy don’t I know it?
Cause I chase my dreams with my eyes open
My vision so clear at this point in my life
I could parallel park this bitch blindfolded, skirp
Homie said it’s time we was high rollers
And wasn’t he right? Enough of the funny shit
Ain’t nothing personal, no more spending
I’m trying to have friends I make money with
Who wants it badder? Who want’s it badder?
She climbs in my lap as I’m climbing this corporate ladder
(wait what were you saying?)
Who wants it badder? Don’t you want to matter?
You talking excuses I’m taking these chances
Enough of yo chatter

Who wants it badder? Who wants it badder?
I’m a survivor. Homie I’ll manage Ay
Who wants it badder? Who wants it badder?
They call it a floor I call it a ceiling
It’s time that it shattered
Who wants it badder?

Who wants it badder? Yo ain’t got a single song ready for mix
Talking bout some who wants to battle?
I wanna live it, and you wanna Fanta……
Size bout if you gone get it, between me and average guys is the difference
They get it and spend it, I’m playing to win it
I’m trying to get it, and not have to lend it
You keeping me broke dog, how the fuck is this friendship?
You should take notes dog, I’m finna do business
You thinking we similar, dog are you serious?
I’m making moves while you pray for a sign
I have no limiter, check your altimeter
I’m a be flying, yo, I’ma be fine
You’d think I took limitless, nah I’m meticulous
That means all I had took was my time
Some chick just told me to hold her
I told her to just hold my interests….. sigh……

Track Name: Charm City Catch Music
I’m from a city where nurses get on, ride around in they Hondas
Then they get mad at the dude that they fond of, they let drive they Honda
Be careful the people you slide with, some of em could be anacondas
The neighbors are nightmares, and the people are monsters
The churches by bars so we hiccupping Christians
But for the right price, we ain’t really religious, is us?
With this many fine single moms on the wishlist,
I put it this way, if she wants the wood, then she’ll do the dishes
I’m from a city where all of the thots ain’t partial to thought
Where all of the law is martial in art, every corners a court
I told my boys when we did this thing just play y’all part
And we might not finish school, but we’ll finish what we start
Now can you imagine the saint amongst sinners? I hang with the best of em
If they don’t like what you just said I’m sorry, they might shoot the messenger
When I first left, they felt truth in a defecit
What they gone do when I’m so out this world that my view is indefinite?

If you do not get the trophy, you cannot come home
Come home, come home, come home, come home
Then I told my city to fuck with me
Because we finta be on, be on, be on, beyond (Refrain)

in the 4-1-oh not long ago, a pretty young thing caught my eye
I pulled up in the coupe to see her
She said some shit like “Who’s this car?”
I do not live with my moms
I’m from west, she from south…. That’s…. too….. far.

I’m from a city where if I’ma chase ass
I be like naaaaaah, you should just go get a day pass
Or maybe cabfare depending the time you trying to stay pass
Cause everybody like “Yo is We rolling” until it’s with they gas
Now who gonna do it like me? It would take a suicide bomber
Like Osama to put a nigga like me on blast
Now let me break it down so it’s clear nigga,
I’ma put us on the map. You are here nigga.


Just a thought in the back of my mind, they throw up the signs of the times
And I got to thinking, it’s crazy, I’m from the catch you from the trap
But how are my people still trapped by design? Food for thought, you know
Track Name: SpaceTIME
Through space and time, I’m so glad that you found me baby
Through space and time, I’m glad we crossed these boundaries
Oh what a waste, of my time, all those drinks I was drowning maybe
Today, this time, let’s change our surroundings
Can we go? You know, can we go? Can we take this show on the road? Ya know
And even if we don’t leave, could we stay here and grow? I don’t know baby
I was hoping you might because

Well alright there, hold on baby
All I know, is I don’t wanna hear no
Gimme my space, no gimme some time
You need to make up your mind baby
Or twenty years from now, you’ll wish that you did

Oh… you think it’s a joke? A joke?
What if you’re what I need but not what I want?
So what is your type? What is my font?
What if you change? What if I won’t?
Damned if you do, damned if you don’t

Through space, and time,, close encounters and contacts maybe
I’d say some lines like I send a signal you’ll call back
And I’d be like well hey, well hey, well hey, you made it this far in a day
Well hey, if you come in peace you can stay
In here…. Here we are, a long ways from home, and we’re not alone


Bridge two
There’ll be other songs to sing, another fall another spring
But there will never be another you, you, you, YOU
Other broads and other flings, what have I wrought what does this bring?
It’s everything but nothing new, there can never be another you

I penciled you in on the star date, I put the right code in the stargate
See I know that’s a bit of a farscape, or maybe crossed like the star fates
We could find a home where the stars stay, or we might live out a guitar case
It might be true that they love you, but who been in love with you always?
Track Name: #RetroFuture
I was born in 1984, it still feels like 1984

I’m on my way back home, I got my name back home
I had a dame I love, but ain’t a single thing change back home
I gotta make it to the top. I gotta take that home
I gotta make a hundred stops. I gotta make that known
And ain’t nothing funny bout it, gotta break that bone
So I don’t have to take a job just to pay back loans

My dad said when you drop this EP, won’t you please come correct?
Even haters can’t façade like they seem unimpressed
If you think Kanye a dick, you ain’t seen nothing yet
I be acting like a douche and ain’t achieve nothing yet, RETROFUTURE

(Time travel sequence instead of hook)

Song picks up at verse one.

I was born in 1984, it still feels like 1984

I’m on my way upstate, where my kind they take
Where we stay so long, cause we stayed out late
On the outside place, from the grind they make
Through the laws they shaped, from the lives they break
Ain’t been free in so long, finally found me a place
I’m chilling right now, but nowhere is safe

My girl said when you drop this EP, won’t you please come correct?
Oh my God what you ain’t know? They ain’t conceive such a threat
If you think Kanye a dick, you ain’t seen nothing yet
I be acting like the shit and ain’t achieve nothing yet, RETROFUTURE

You gotta live it like you living to the limits
Like you don’t get to do this all the time, ALL THE TIME
Ain’t no limits when you risk it, now you finally are living
Like you driven to get what your heart desire, push rewind


But there’s no going back….

I was born in 1984, it still feels like 1984
Track Name: Police State
Flashing lights stay behind me, I’m riding dirty don’t remind me
And if looks could kill at this intersection, I just hopped out with the Tommy
We had locked us but we blinded, and the quota albeit timely
She wants someone to say mommy, but that badge ain’t honored or honest
I pulled into this gas station, that On The Go when I’m grimy
The sirens flashed, she asked what’s the rush, I looked at her and said grinding
She said, “I should cuff your ass”, but her watchdog just said timing
You might catch me another time, until then I’m still riding
She acts like on this road of life my vehicle is stolen
And I got a trunk full of stolen hearts I gotta move for they broken
She said she know what I’m packing, she wants me to hand it over
Without a warrant, no warranty, how much does a young life go fa nigga?

You gotta give up the straps
But what do I get back?
You gotta give us trust
But when did I get that?
Cameras watching from every angle so the sheep feel safe
Lights everywhere in the police state

And them flashing lights stay behind me, my passenger she all jumpy
Young black man in the media, the subject matter so touchy
My foot on the gas, my eyes on the stash, I can’t let this crash so don’t rush me
There’s an accident right beside me, first to the scene said you busted
Yelling “You cuffed me!” yelling “I’ll kill you! How could you do this? knowing I’m trusting!” I don’t know what side of your head you fell on
I know my rights I tell nothing
She had me charged for contraband, slinging an illegal substance
Which isn’t so bad except that the cravings made this substance her sustenance
She acts like on this road of life my vehicle is stolen
And I got a trunk full of dope bass and the shop I run ain’t closing
She’s claiming probable cause, but can’t put a face to the motive
Can’t make it stick so I might get killed, how much does a young life go for nigga!

(Character in song is killed by police during hook)

And them flashing lights stay behind me……
Track Name: Primary Colors
Colors, colors…. Colors! Before this drug shit, we lived and died by our colors
Colors, colors…. Colors! Before this gang shit, we lived and died by our colors

Fresh after serving in wartime, America more like Apartheid
No welcome home for the veterans, the superheroes with a dark side
I work on my aim till I’m sick with it, talks over peace are fictitious
Zimmerman got a not guilty, so I’m up and down 436 with it
Now maybe you people ain’t listening, justice just never existed
Or maybe my life has no meaning, cause really you just don’t give a shit
The sideways remarks of aggression, maybe that’ll teach them a lesson
Community leaders they reneged, and then side with our oppressors
Now how’s that for an impression? Please just turn the other cheek
And you’ll live to beg another week, bitch I’m glad I brought this protection
Cause when this powder keg pops off, confetti will not be the action
They always put bullets in kings….. but never hit Jesse Jackson


Gotta dig deep, really not plenty of fish when you in shits creek
And you better not get leak, they said they build a bridge to the other side
Was like fuck em cause the cliff steep, then jumped the guns with a big leap
When you have a dream, they tend to kill sheep
Which is a shame cause half of my people aren’t dreaming, but they still sleep
Would you please come out from amongst them?
Ain’t it hard that we don’t have a culture?
Niggas don’t got nothing in common….. don’t step to me like I’m conquered
We kill our own cause of hatred, which you can place back in the 80s
You can put all that thanks onto Reagan, cause crack was the forefront of bangin
And when white folks shoot some kid and it makes the news, he wasn’t a gangsta
Or you’d be dead and we’d be saying (saying) damn that kid was a gangsta
Before the bloods, before the crips, it was all of not, we ain’t call the cops
Because they wouldn’t help, we policed ourselves and called the shots
And lift the fist for our colors

Track Name: Let The Beat Go
Oh yeah, I let the beat go, we take a shot, the bartender reloads
A bunch of cats had been taking shots at the broads
Bums throwing bricks off the free throw, you know
The whole nonsense and the weak flow
Cause the BS game requires cheat codes
And this place look something like a creepshow
Probably should be at home getting sleep though
We see some girls be all sour, they don’t do sugar
Well shoot, I’d settle for some sweet low
We keep it on the need know, but really ain’t we old
For one night stands and night stand leave notes?
So what’s good? I want it peaceful
I told her we could go half on a sequel
And I can teach you anything that a geek knows
I mean, I’m in the market for an equal, just sayin

Ay, I let the beat go,
She say I’m the type she don’t wanna see go
And now she sprung so she can’t let the d go
My hand to God, it’s messing with my ego, we like
Ay, I let the beat go
What you got on tap? Can I get a repour?
Then we like hey, what you got on tap in here?
We’ll switch up the atmosphere

Ay…. So my brothers like….. cause they be loving life
If we had some real rap in here, it might switch up the atmosphere
Ay…. So then the ladies like,….. cause they in love with life
If they had some real men in here, then you might get some rap in here

Well damn, I mean you acting like that up in front of me
But baby girl, your booty so big, have a couple seats
Really you ain’t notice this flow was my cup of tea
You should be happy to be in my company, because I
Ain’t just talking, I actually did it
They be talking, but who’s actually different
In the club for tonight, they might put up a fight
I might fall in love, but you won’t catch me slipping
Don’t dos it, it’s no losing, me I’m dope music, and hope moving
I am in the building like home improvements
They still tripping, it was all-inclusive, oh
I didn’t see you there, were you still hating?
I want results and I’m still waiting
I generate the voice that voice my generation
You can say what you will, but they gonna say that I made it, ay


Ay…. So my brothers like….. cause they be loving life
If they let us keep our dads in here, might’ve switched up the last ten years
Ay…. So then the ladies like,….. cause they in love with life
If they let us bring class in here, might’ve switched up the last then years

Then we all was like Ay….. cause then we all was like hey

Don’t forget to strut for me girl

And they all got along, cause that’s the best ending
Track Name: Happy People
Devil in the details, God is in the works
From the race TV told y’all was the worse
Got foreclosed and then yo just moved
That’s his grandmomma house, he just fixed the roof
To keep the rain from turning her stuff into soup
Bank resold it, that’s what they do
To children, parents are a concept of god
So the street became the church of the fatherless cause
We work hard, get nowhere, always trying to get there
For the life of me I don’t know why, none of the pieces go there
Some piece of shit job to bottleneck in the middle
Cause they don’t have pensions, there’s no where to get to
You sit in middle management, wasting your potential
And still sitting there cause the rent due
Between balancing motherhood that’s a full time job
And balancing books at her full time job
Just being a woman is a full time job
But I’m proud of my sister, she’s come so far
Is this enough? Brother, is this all?
Is it too much? Sister, well did he call?
And me and my mom are talking now
We went over the edge, dad talked it now
Now we got so much to talk about
Like I’m working on this thing to make you proud
Well maybe not proud, maybe make us rich
Dig our bloodline out the economic ditch
I’m just working on this script to give God a pitch
And if he say action we rolling without a hitch
As I left on that train, nothing else they could do for me
The people who I was used to who we were using me
Finally let me go and let loose of me, beautifully executed
I couldn’t hang around, no noose for me
Now everything that I do’s my aunt’s eulogy
And to the girl who held me down, how happy we were
We broke up, I’m like what have we her
I hate the fact that now I’m much happy-er
And she isn’t much happier, I’m asking

Do I deserve to be happy, am I good people
Did the world just reward good with evil
I see so many solutions like the good sequel
I can’t make it big and let the hood keep you

On the other side of the world, some kid lost an arm
You pissed cause you lost your phone
I just took a nap in a bed
Someone just lost their home

Do I deserve to be happy, am I good people
Did the law just make the truth illegal
I see solutions in the world’s woes
Just someone that the youth speak to

Someone lost it all, a millionaire
Someone lost his leg, he in a wheelchair
Two kids one snack, one says we’ll share
But what’s in it for me then a weird stare

Do I deserve to be happy, am I good people
Didn’t I too contribute to the world’s evils
Do I deserve to have a smile in my heart
A song in my stride, to walk with pride

Plus I’m old, I remember when that shit was trees
Can’t be asking my folks for money or weed
I got goals, and I had to dig deep
Cause a seed unplanted will never be a tree
I wanna get old, and die old and gray
Not boring or nothing, you know in my sleep
Like the way God intended living thousands of days
Before I lay my head down I pray

Do I deserve to be happy, am I good people
Cause there is none righteous out of you people
It’s always something with you people....
It’s always something to you people