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Covenant

by Hopeton

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1.
Case of the Mondays Chorus Another case of the Mondays. Riding the wrong way down a 1-way, The way that we got this thing orchestrated, I aint gonna have to work this hard one day. This won't last forever but if Heaven was some other way. I probably wouldn't have to be wide awake all the time, Nose to the grindstone, puttin’ in work, so I know what it is to have a holiday (Turn the heat up) Verse 1 Sleep is the cousin of death, yeah me and my descendants, no relations. Now my cheeks lookin’ like I do meth, ‘cause I stayed up all night, thinking of inventions. I’mma hit ‘em in the mornin’! Bark it bright and early. Homi-guard on regard, up since 7:30. Got a little shut eye by 5. Type o’ hours aint nae nigga nout here down to ride for. Rollin on a ones still crushin’. Whole lotta talk no action, fuck it. What I’m ‘spose to do, sit back and do nothin’? I’mma Funkdefied my life, JD, real pungent. If there aint jobs out there for me then I’m gon’ create one. Followin’ the footsteps of the great ones. Maple Leafs gettin’ crunchy, need a rake up. N**** WAKE UP! Chorus Verse 2 Think Stella got her groove back now. I’mma leave em wonderin’ how I do that now. Think you got a grips, I’mma loose that out, cause the vice aint that tight, tune that down. Makin’ room right now. For the elements of love to consume my town. How many licks does it take to get to the tootsie roll center of a CaveMan break? (eh) Take it online like GoDaddy. Got a full house like Go Danny. Thrilla’-In-Manila like Yo Manny! I’m ‘bout that action, I ain't too chatty. Sleepin’ in transit, delegate. Warren G, Nate Dogg, Regulate. Anything’s possible, meditate, but never get it twisted or I’m gonna have to set it straight. Chorus Bridge I dont really care what people say. I dont really watch what they wan’ do. Still I gotta stick to my girls like glue, cause Jehovah told me not to be like you. All I ever wanted was the righteous way. Ended up being like Carlito’s Way. Surrounded by creatures that’s obsessed with pain. Well not today Satan, not today Not today x8 Chorus
2.
Take Me To Your Leader Verse 1 Down by the creek where all the people poor. Smile on their faces but they needing more. Desolation creepin in it’s gettin’ dark. They were taught to fail from the freakin’ start. And they ask me why I can’t sleep at night. It’s my turn and so they hand me the mic. Chorus A Greetings take me to your leader. I swear I come in peace. Man they tryin’ hard. Please help ‘em find some relief. Greetings take me to your leader. I swear I come in peace. This is more than just social commentary. For them on EI, welfare, please ride. I don’t know if I’ll make a difference, but at least I’ll try. Agencies garnishing your wages. Bank receipts are dry. Wasn’t enough in the first place, and now you’re minus. Yeah, struggles real. Know that first hand. While getting pestered by these ones with trust funds from dad. They got too much time, and not enough platform. But that’s customer service. What’s the f*$&! act for. Verse 2 Got a lot of lazy people in power. They were taught a lot of junk to take what's ours. All they try to do is judge, Simon Cowel. Ask ‘em if they even know to use a trowel. And they ask me why I can’t sleep at night. Give no resistance and they still trying to fight. Chorus B Greetings take me to your leader. I swear I come in peace. You aint gotta take food out no one else mouth for you to eat. Greetings take me to your leader. I swear I come in peace. I be workin on some few things that need remedying. For them payin’ bills on time, shit happens, fall behind. I don’t know if I’ll make a difference, but at least I’ll try. Time to come together, all the ones who's disenfranchised. Doesn't matter if you’re Black, Bown, Yellow, Tan, or White. Outro Yeah, struggles real. Know that first hand. Down by the creek where all the people poor. Smile on their faces but they needing more.
3.
Loud 03:38
Loud Chorus Weh mi Fisherman deh? x3 Whole heap a fish inna di sea. Weh mi Fisherman deh? x3 Whole heap a fish inna di sea. Verse1 Nuh need no chair inna di room. We nuh siddung we a move. Take a sip and get loose, and find a gyal who carry di treasure in her caboose. Man a real original. 4 season, extra strong. We all deh where we belong. A hitch up and a whine twix gyal. Reason the women dem wan’ we. We tool and we piece don’t scrawny. Watch dem a dance a get horny. Steam fish inna di sea, don’t salt it. Me come wit’ me fishing pole. Oh Lord watch the gyal dem roll. She a seh me reach down to her soul. Skill trade this. I bet you never know. Chorus Weh mi Fisherman deh? x3 Whole heap a fish inna di sea. Weh mi Fisherman deh? x3 Whole heap a fish inna di sea. Verse 2 Ripple ‘pon di water. Cut though. ‘Pon we forefather’s dem route. Nuh bother try get we off course, my youth. The women dem a call the fisherman, excuse. (haha) The DJ a give me joke, have to laugh. (haha) Sourpuss a screwface me a pass. Gwan gyal, gwan go wiggle dung deh. A you mek di city dem know dis place. Hol’ on tight, me a grips dat waist. Put dung di drink and Put dung di chase. Wheel it in, me a wheel it. Slap you batty two time, mek she feel it. Big catch big crotch pon di hook. Me know you never come ya fi act stush. Chorus
4.
Satisfy Her 04:14
Satisfy Her Chorus When di gyal dem wan’ di c**** there’s no hesitation. Whether we deh a wi work or deh pon vacation. Anywhere we deh you know we have to give you some. Pon you bright roun’ b**** yeah mi have to play my drum. When di gyal dem wan’ di c**** there’s no hesitation. Inna public bathroom or pon vacation. Say the sky is the limit, but we nuh rate none. It goes (ring). Where you deh? Soon come… Satisfy her. That is what you mek for doggy. Give her some fire. Any time of night and inna morning. Satisfy her. That is what you mek for doggy. Give her some fire. No if, or no probably or maybe. Run ‘way that. Verse 1 Them little youth have too much time pon dem hands. You dont see the girls them want real man. It deh all over the internet. 2020 them a look commitment. You nuh know say them want it as much as man. Just need a little coaxing to start gwan bad. No business ‘bout what man tell me. Cause me par with the woman them plenty. Say me pretty, me handsome, me cute. (Out here) ‘Nough a them a run me down to have me youth. (Out here) Cock it up girl, shub inna your shute. (Down there) Me alone she say she want fi give it to. Treat her with respect. And keep her boundaries. You fi know what turn on your girl, and you nah go have to beg beg please, no sir cause. Chorus Verse 2 Me nuh chatterbox, the proof is in the pudding. Let me shot a box when you say fi shub it in, A me fi lock it off, ‘cause anytime the tune them sound it off you know me have to do me ting. She say the time is right. She want fi gimme whether in or outside. Me’s a man who no hesi no time. What we have fi say? More Life! Jimmy Jimmy Screech pon di scene. Saved By The Bell, poor ting. ‘Cause mi a send it all in her spleen. Bloy Bloy Bloy Bloy. Crime scene. A so she say she want it, want it. Way me move me hips it make she horny. Me’s a Yaardi, and me love it when she start it. She deh inna di mood and wan party. Chorus
5.
Blue Jays Way Verse 1 They wanna evict me out my own body, well that must mean I'm somebody. In my own world with a Minecraft trolly. German Sheppard, mixed with a Rotty, (I’m a Mongrel!) But thoroughbred. WalBurger’s. Call me Ted. Blue Jays Way’s the only way. That’s what I thought, get out my head. Reppin in the club with a soapbox message. Ebb and flow, release and tension. Whole block lines gone, this Tetris. I don;t know if I like this record. I just do it cause I can’t be messed with. Who told that boy he could own whole blocks, I just tell em I be on some next shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit... Chorus More than a rapper, sing song. More than a dick, I’mma ding dong. More than just wrong I been wrong. More N4’s, that’s LiFong. x2 Verse 2 Not allowed to be me it seems, merily life is but a dream. Fat boy laughing bursting out the seams. 99, Wayne Gretsky. Make my way to the drug mart, dodging people actin’ like old farts. Skimpy dresses at Orchid, best dressed Gold star. F*%! It up, F*%! It up, F*%! It up (aye). Girl go ‘head with your bubble butt (aye). Dance with your friend call it double nut (aye). Lets hit the Hilton and cuddle up (aye). Got an offer you can’t refuse. Mobbin’ in your fur coat. Your choice of Chardonnay, Pinot Dry or Mirlow.. Chorus
6.
Please Forgive Me Verse 1 Got the right touch for the finer things in life. It all comes at you at once. You gotta know how to decipher. I might be equal parts Daft Punk, and Phife Dawg. Either way that’s top quality that’s what I strive for. I’m like a Cyborg. The way I go hand in hand With the drum pad and the keys that make me half a man. ‘Cause I’m half amazing. They say genius borders crazy. Well if that’s what it boils down to, then I’m psycho on the daily. Lately I’m a sought after stock. If we’re gonna be honest, to corporates, that’s all that we are. I try my best to stay fully charged up for the chariot. Elijah swingin’ low to upgrade me to the Marriott. Scary thoughts try to plague my mind while climbing to the top. It’s a bitch how powerful they are and how hard it is to stop. But I trot on and try to let by-gones, be by-gones, by George, I think he’s got it now. Chorus - (Please Forgive me x4) Verse 2 Party like everyday’s our birthday, we deserve it now. Circus in town, even over there I’m gettin’ kicked out, Probably too much a freak show. Set the stage for Meatloaf. That’s the Rock n’ Roll lifestyle, gettin’ accustomed to how it goes. You already know. Grew up in that Caribbean household. Everything is Irie. Come with the stress then we ghost. North and South Pole, we’ll span the globe before hold us down and lock us down in one place, we don’t take that shit for joke. I mean who in their right mind pokes the bear and gets scared when it’s woke. It’s a comical roast sometimes when they see Uncle Joe. The Passover happens, put the lamb's blood on your door. God’s wrath happens so fast, sweepin’ trash outta the road. Hide your kids, hide your wife, ‘cause the retaliation ‘gon come at yeah. While I walk the straight and narrow, workin’ on tones and timbres. Downing ambers. Kicks kick me in my chest. Snare in my hair. Fuck the world. No morning after pill Chorus - (Please Forgive me x4) Outro A little bird told me to tell you, he’s got work to do. (Oohh ooh ooh) A little bird told me to tell you, he’s got a wonderful, wonderful, wonderful plan for your life. He’s got a plan for your life. (Life) He’s got a plan for your life. (Life)
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Jesus 04:14
Jesus Intro I tried to live this way. It didn’t work my way. I wanna go God’s way. Heal my soul it’s lonely. Waiting for his due date. He’s coming back. You wait. I wanna live his way. Chorus Someone who came before me leading the way. I don’t know you may know him better than me. There’s a reason why I can see through it all, and I’m able to carry the whole world’s weight. Gather ‘round, let me tell you ‘bout someone who saved my soul. All my debts paid for. Where would I be, who knows without Jesus. Verse 1 Always looking for brighter days. Always been right in front of me. Who that be causin’ the eclipse? Blockin’ out mans economy. Feel like it was done for me. So i can see I’m more than just a number. I’mma be here when this whole shit crumbles. Ready to rumble, now lets go. Born in the church and chose to stay. People realized Jesus spoke to me. Persecuted from a tender age. Made me curse the gift and try to throw it all away. Went from solid to a shaky faith. Well paced growth thwarted when the doubt permeates. Human world became real lonely, when the spirit world took me in. You don't really know me. Pre Chorus Those who were here first will become the last. Will become the last. Ooh will become the last. Those subjected to damage, recompensed. I took hits, but you wouldnt believe how much the Nephilim. Help me please. Nephilim. Calvary report to duty, led by... Chorus Verse 2 What i ask is you attach your, actual advancement to your plan to my Daily living. Portray that it’s a given. I do this for the Most High, and not for sinning it’s gone. The acronym that I made for my minds distractions tell ‘em move on. But not to another host, but rather swear an oath. To be bound to the pits of hell and ghost now. Go out of your people. Let us now bind all their evil. And claim rightfully rightfully. What’s good for you and is right for me. It’s a seismic peak. Shake up all of the norms. It’s cool to follow Jesus now, wake up in dorms And be bumpin’ Gospel. In a world completely hostile. No more rooms in the hospital. They’re all filled with... Pre Chorus Chorus
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Who God Bless Chorus Lord please speak to me. Bring back my mind where it needs to be. Feels like my life already hit a peak, but I know that’s all lies and thievery, because Who God Bless, aint no man curse. That you for seeing me. I’m already feelin the angels hack, hack, hack, away Verse 1 At the mental blockages. Trying to stop the kid. Quite the opposite. I’m just where the lava is. Shadrack. Michach. Abendigo, and Daniel. Putting up a forcefield. Artscape. Daniels Launchpad Look at that I came right back. Feeling more grounded, the love came back. Really hard to deal when my heart turns cold. I done fuck it up with money and pussy, where’s Oprah. You get a car, and you get a car. You get a car, everybody gets a car. You may not know how to drive, but we gotta go far. I’m willing to take the chances, motherfuck the law. Doesn’t seem like it’s possible to get ahead. When you don’t know how money works, and you're already in debt. By age 15. Got a phone, but know means to keep up with the bills. Now it’s 20 years later. Chorus Verse 2 At the calcified minds eye that made me freeze up. Temporary. Kind of scary. Gotta make it look like I got no fear bout nothin’, but I do got one: that god aint with me. I’m pushing boundaries and getting pushed back. Figured at times heaven aint got my back. When it’s time for human decency rather than following rules to the T. Imma price match. Lowest common denominator. I see what yall going for but there’s layers to the systemic, Pandemic we gotta follow. I spend more time licking wounds in holes I wallow in. And I consider myself a strong one. So imagine how difficult it is for the lost ones. Please reconsider different outcomes. The ones who need to hear it can't afford my album. Chorus Bridge … hack, hack, hack, away (x4)
9.
Get Your Money Up Verse 1 Money up. Get it at sundown till the sun is up. Then the sun come back around and i’m counting up. And like Kodak, when they askin’, I aint got nothin’. (We Rollin’) Start the tab man, run it up. Yeah we good for it, and that’s why corporate Canada love us, we run this. Debit machines ask us how we want it. One 10, two 20’s and a hundred 100’s. (In The Dough!) Rappin’ bout me money ‘cause it feels right. Still remember when I couldn't kneel right. Rockin bro’s close though the shit was tight. I ain't never going back to ghetto life. You can try and page me. Make sure you pay me. ‘Cause I don’t give a f$*! Like I’m aborting babies. Doctor doctor, what do you prescribe? She touch me inna mi back and look me dead in my eyes and told me... Chorus Get your money up x4 Get your freak on like Missy Misdemeanor. But soon as both us get off. I’m gonna have to treat ya To some of this ice cream. Cold cash crusading. Napoleon Dynamite, Now what are you saying? Verse 2 Money up. Whether you like it or not we stackin them funds. And no hold down can seat we sis. We a ‘tan up fi we tings. Money up. Gotta fight for your spot, or you will get crushed. And a nuh me mek it so. But trust when me tell you me worth me weight in gold. DJ bout the money inna di Garrison. Earning potential there’s no comparison. Bad mind people nuh love fi see you win. Beehive let them feel your sting. Gotta know your gross, I’m on overdose. The content of my blood money should not be provoked. (I’m not even jokin’) Gwan hold your piece, pretend you don’t see me. Just left me and my peeps, when we’re blazin’ at 3. Chorus Get your money up x4

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On The Covenant, Hopeton didn't write a single word down. Line by line, a stream of consciousness is recorded on our beat up AT2020, and spliced together until either the chorus or verse is completed. This is all bedded on an instrumental he composed himself by glossing over his eyes and picking the first random sound out of the Logic Pro default sound bank. That sound speaks. His fingers already in motion atop his midi keyboard, takes a stab at melodies/or chords. He randomly drags the tempo up or down and hits record on the Digital Audio Workstation. He attributes this randomness to the song creating itself. After coming out of the trance of instruments layering into an irresistible arrangement, he is only responsible for pushing the proverbial “bolder” down the hill by meditating on the most important part: The opening line.

Sometimes it comes unmistakably and Hopeton is screaming the lyric at the top of his lungs to pierce through the volume cranked to full, before he’s put the finishing touches to the instrumental. Sometimes it's a deep dive into his experiences and emotions to be as authentic to himself as he can. It’s therapeutic to have what recently been on his heart take shape as song right before his eyes, and for this reason, Hopeton does not allow himself to stop creating the song until completion once he strikes the first note on the midi keyboard. He owes it to himself to remain committed to completing the idea, no matter emotional, mental, spiritual, physical, or financial state.

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released July 18, 2020

Writing Roles

Written By: Hopeton LaTouche
Composer: Hopeton LaTouche
Lyricist: Hopeton LaTouche

Production Roles

Produced By

Co-Producer: Recording Arts Canada
Executive Producer: Gavin Sheppard
Vocal Producer: Nicolas Fraser & Marlon Wright
Additional Production: Jerome Fray
Programmer: Hopeton LaTouche
Arranger: Hopeton LaTouche

Studio Roles

Mixing Engineer: Hopeton LaTouche
Mastering Engineer Hopeton LaTouche
Recording Engineer: Hopeton LaTouche
Engineer: Hopeton LaTouche
Assistant Mixing Engineer: Marianna Hutten
Assistant Mastering Engineer: Eric Dixon


Vocal Roles

Vocals: Hopeton LaTouche
Lead Vocals: Hopeton LaTouche
Background Vocals: Hopeton LaTouche
Additional Vocals: Bianca Morgan on Track 7 - "Jesus"

Label / Publishing Roles

Label: OVO
Publisher: Family Street Developers
Distributor: TuneCore
Copyright © 2020
Phonographic Copyright ℗ 2020

Instrumental Roles

Guitar: Hopeton LaTouche
Bass Guitar: Hopeton LaTouche
Percussion: Hopeton LaTouche
Piano: Hopeton LaTouche
Organ: Hopeton LaTouche
Synthesizer: Hopeton LaTouche
Strings: Hopeton LaTouche

Recorded At: Family Street Developers
Mastered At: Family Street Developers
Mixed At: Recording Arts Canada & Daniels Artscape Launchpad

Artwork Credits

Artwork: Hopeton LaTouche
Art Direction: Hopeton LaTouche
Graphic Design: Hopeton LaTouche
Layout: Hopeton LaTouche
Photography: Chanel Forbes

Video Credits

"Please Forgive Me" Video Director - Farough Mazraeh
"Please Forgive Me" Video Producer - Hopeton LaTouche
"Please Forgive Me" Video Director of Photography - Dion Lynch
"Please Forgive Me" Video Cinematographer - Dion Lynch
"Please Forgive Me" Video Digital Imaging Technician - Howard Hamilton
"Please Forgive Me" Video Camera Operator - Dion Lynch


Executive Producer: Noah Shebib
All Artwork Credits: Hopeton LaTouche
A&R: Kiana "Rookz Eastmond & Rise Edutainment

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