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Im a problematic adolescent, smart but I never listen Not going to fall like physics, cause my mouth spits mystic Working at this since 3rd grade, to pay off stuff with wordplay But hey, I did better in the past life, people thought I was the reincarnation of Christ They wore my countrys color which was nice, and all had to bring was water no glass no ice But now Im living in times where people rather commit crimes, and do some time, than be employed which means their in the back of the line Some people spend their life rapping and get mad, cause their broke now and use rapping as a party gag But thats what you get for thinking without a plan b, you think Im a hypocrite but I have plans from a to AZ I rather call my dreams faith, and faith call belief, but if belief is a dream then what is this circle that we dont need Life lessons learned over here in 48th street, philosophy and showing niggas not to gank me Praise the shaman on your block, he probably looks like the one whose smoking some rock But you must of forgot, philosophers dont get the check So dont disrespect his set of guilded wood on his neck And give a shout out or two to the ogs intelligence, giving exact way to get dead presidents Without selling crack, dope, cocaine, by getting a good job that doesnt require pain You can settle down now with your baby mama, with no drama, and knowing you coming home with commas Homies way trying to get famous isnt going his way, his mom said just pray and say gods great But theres an eviction notice cause the rent was late, now homie is thinking that gods passing faith If you want to think differently than look this way, I dont believe this but it was made Science say we came from outer space across so far, so thinking about it we were all born stars Truth is were tested in the struggle, to see whose coming up and whose stuck in the rubble Im focused to my future reality like Hubble, trying my best to stay out of trouble Because once Im in Im going off like a shuttle, meaning Im not coming back just to be subtle And also has been dope since the cretaceous, proving to kings, Pharaohs, and emperors that they aint shit Neither am I but Im trying to, right now Im that gastric acid after you eat food Might come back from where I began, but to free has been the plan Taking out rap zombies since 04 man

Here’s another one Notha-notha-notha one Nameer’s back for his mother’s son… Cuz that coward’s got nuts like his uncle does “Member what you did to your brother once?” You got him kidnapped for some shit you had done? I guess it just runs in the family, doesn’t it? It’s why I’m someone people just love to be fucking with… “Bum-bum-bum-bum-bum-bum-bum-bum” Nameer’s a dumb fuck with a gun you want to run from “Bum-bum-bum-bum-bum-bum-bum-bum” Nameer’s wants to shoot everyone who had fucked him And so it happens As it always happens When someone feeling crossed attacks the culprits asses Nobody passes His broken path cuz One of his blows Might put you in a casket… No point in asking Your God for some answers… Cuz you motherfuckers already had your chances

{Verse 1] Posse, posse Shawty lookin saucy in an all white huarache Sike, I just missed the bitch, she rockin Stan Smiths That have ripped jeans and a bomber that wont mix Never fall for this type of shit Matter of fact turn your old ho into a new bitch True this, she a toothpick, on some tragic shit What a magic trick, laughin quick On my bastard tips See through a catfish like a pair of fake tits Face it, it aint worth it in the long run So save your breath and hold the check, hun Aint no sane man, fuck it with no soggy buns I like my bread with some extra crisp , trust me kid Break a leg, or bust a limb Going toe-to-toe with the double O On some ignorant shit An asshole, or bully Put a rapper shorts up a flagpole with a pulley Super sick sicko with a sickle Skin a Geico gecko and sell it for a nickle Then donate it to Peter with a Pickle I like them shits deep fried, with the sticky on the side And a Five Alive, a mind of finer for the flavor of designer dye Its do or die, so dont mind if I a motherfuckin fruit fly They been products of the fruit of my labor Keep it straight up like a with a taper Double Ohmmy, a Ferrari With a , known to chug wasabi as a hobby Sheesh We some little men But if you look in her eyes and see the cinnamon Sweet

Villain is willy nilly! Want you to call me at that address, if Im still there, then Ill make sure you get the crackDoom has taken over every continent! Meanwhile, back in space, Doom continues to search for colleaguesAnd your name? Khan is my name. Khan, nothing else. KhanAs the funky beat continues, a rock steadyWe have got to try to find Doom! Good luck!Time to get the feta!

Anfitrião de uma masmorra, então seja mal vindo Eu não sou vampiro, corra que eu tô refletindo Bato de todo jeito menos em retirada, sua mente revirada depois de eu tá saindo Demônio pra skills, possuo habilidades Seu cérebro igual frios, comida pra mais tarde Você quer te visão? coma cenoura ou me imite Biotônico Fontoura me fez engolir o beat Se ainda tenho voz minha vida ninguém narra Competindo com cadeias vendo quem que tem mais barra O telescópio diz sou astro, deixo o boy sem serventia E eu não deixo rastro, cês lembra João e Maria Sua maturidade é de quem usa algo da Pampers Meu som viaja o mundo, deve tê o poder de um Jumper Te corto desse filme, te pus na cena de espada O progresso de vocês lembra a Claire subindo escada Falas vindas de laxante e com as mina quer luxúria Minha raiva é mitológica então chamem de fúria Minha arte deixa mal, tinta preta no seu teto Meu amigo é o Arma Xiss e no arsenal tenho o alfabeto Ações sem recompensa, não peço que cês me pague Dou aula e cês nem nota novo mestre Miyagi Com medo de descer? te encaixo na tirolesa Estica o chiclete que eu grudo em baixo da mesa

Dropping 16s with a heart full of evil Rather have my teeth full of gold Than be a weasel, its all about decieval Once im coming with this evil power called my thoughts I be causing mass murder like the fucking holocaust You talk about your money but how much that dollar cost Im in the streets with nothing but a pen and a molotov Wondering how much my bottle cost, my book of war taught people to live or die trying But even the people with 20/20 vision can be blinded with the lying Have animosity building inside em Im blowing haze connecting to my asylum Hearing the painful scream of society dying Im surviving in a manner people say is too violent Cuz for the rest of the new school i plan a columbining With my new school style, with my old school flow My barely aged body with my ancient soul Yeah,uh, my name is wonder A kid with no morals taught to rob and plunder But rhyming while taking cover, a shooter not a lover That was born in the summer, lord forgive me for I have sinned For pushing the manner of free thoughts all up on these kids And yall looking at me funny like I split they fucking wigs, wussup!

Fear-erasing Doomsday coming closer Reveal the racists Unveil the evilest people yeah Point em out Take your time this the point to make You see em doing wrong Point em out Got points to make We got points to make clear We got got got got Got points to make clear Huh? Point em out and Il get em They been tryna wrong me Really think that Ill let em? Hmm Really think that Id sit it back a desk job Really think my reach would reach far as your desk god? Really thought I might leave it in word form Really thought I might leave and then work for em Id milly rock round an office No filled forms Just houses of cards Cleverly clawed in place Humming melodies off Im no Kelly Rowland I got destiny on The phone They tryna tap in my line I hear the click click click They tryna pass it as fine What? Bitch U stealin U can claim at as yours and even make your money off it But you stealin, deep down i know its troubling your conscience But you dont care how it feels I cant say the same in fact Ill say I hate how it feels To not be proud of me To not be loud One day im rocking the crowd with me For now Im round just kickin playin with sounds and beats Aint none bringing me down... Doomsday coming closer Reveal the racists Unveil the evilest people yeah Point em out Take your time this the point to make You see em doing wrong Point em out Got points to make We got points to make clear Im Warming up I got time for practice Old enough, feel like time done did its thing twice Showed me nough for me to time my tactics And now Im hoping that this bitch gon get her shit right with me In line with me And now Im hoping that this bitch gon get her shit right with me In line with me And now Im knowing that this thing gon fit in just right Bare witness, real ones handle they business Thats the difference between Sissy boys in it for a buck Or a fuck Catch them odds Boy might be shit outta luck... You get me? Cowardice gon stay afraid Power shit is too outplayed People hurt you for a check How am I the one thats lame? When Im writing for the dollar thatll only ever pay For more and more of myself Aint no gettin in the way Of a sound proof sound Try to stop me imma smile While Im bumping my sounds On the way to bigger grounds With boots to stomp on With DOOM to talk on These fools has won ton Not talkin soup

Intro Verse 1 {JORGE 1} Solía robar chingos Ahora robo niños Sostuve microfonos como si fueran búbalos Quedate un momento, me robo a tu perra, uhh me siento bil cosby Un negro de 1.80 que no creció en los noventa Tomando y violando 9 volumenes de zafron, destruyendo al rap Alabando al beis gad, mientras me la jalo con traps Ya me perdí en el mapa, mejor checo en mi mac, tanks bill gueits for dat Manejo 2 idiomas, uno es loquendo y el otro me deja cojer mamás Vi un OVNI el otro día, No toques la play 2 que es mía Puro Sailen 2, tardes del GE TE A, siendo feliz sin saberlo y viendo porno hentai Noches en gamecube, con amigos sin lub jugando esmash mili Du-du-du-du-du copiandole al Eme efe Dum Grandes en nombres de la perdición, el juego, el rapero No un yutuber cagado, pobre, negro, y explotado Una vista para ver, un amor que contener, unas cuantas balas no me pueden Escribiendo pendejadas en el bloc de notas No encontrando que rimar, fracasar, irte a casa a llorar Maricón, un puto llorón No recuerdo de que trataba esta canción Pero alzaba a una parodia, una rapsodia, cayendo en lo que el productor odia Buscando rimas gúgol, el buscador, no el numero Un numero muy grande, 100 ceros, pasando un montón en este momento Un productor fallido, con un amor caído, una sombra de lo que era Quiero desayuno Jugando al doki doki, enamorado de Monika Jorge Luis Cabrera Díaz, ya no lo estoy intentando Puge mi rastrera perra, en loquendo, como en 2008 Ustedes saben que pude hacerlo por ellos Esto me dará cringe en 2 semanas Creo que lo volveré a intentar Tratar no fallar, chalar con Omar Debiendo estudiar Métrica antes de hacer rap Tuve que hacerlo por ellos Nada como recuerdos de improvisar, reír, llorar Abatir la música, con Loquendo, autentica Pero aún así apestando a mierda VERSE 2{JORGE 2} Vivia en mi propia cabeza, me sentia como una chica Oh demonios,soy tumblr no soy un robot Soy un ser humano, me despierto Y analizo Dexter , dexter ,dexter Todos los dias son negros,mi hermano jorge 1 ha vuelto Jorge 2 sigue muerto, yo solo soy su recuerdo Du du du du du d En mi tumba escriben esto My name jeff Tuve que hacerlo por ellos Me monte en mi coche Tome a tu chica, lo siento Pero de ahora en adelante Llamame paul walker Te rostize con mis rimas Rest in pis maikol yakson Tu eras mi hermano De otra madre Y de otro ovario Yoooooo yoooooo Mencion a mi amigo mikel, como estas compa? Llámame

We die young, work old. Come back and work when I know what Im working for. Does that make sense to you? Ive got a feeling if I let this chance go by therell never be another one for me. So... So I dont think anyone will mind if I just have a go at it! Yes! I know Im not the best but certainly Im not the worst My crew back in the day was just so diverse Common interests coming together starting off the verse But slowly fall off as you get immersed Skating round the block was fun for some sheltered kids Breaking many rules, it felt like we never did How come I stayed the same, as they left and skid Why was I thinking further and complex with it Making merch and production like wed really known In reality trying whatever because we hadnt before Switching lanes and meeting others as we grew older Really regret that I didnt act bolder When who you want to be and are comes around Make sure you always keep soul when you look deep down Currently talking about myself from who I am now Dedicating some music to the becomings when and how Mostll find it easier to follow the crowd Youre creating your own demise, how will you stand out? This is tuning, in, to reflex sound Being myself and no one else got me ahead leaps and bounds Friends dont always stay if youre an individual The fact of the matter is that I only care for the residual Sometimes being a good person seems so simple Gotta keep the mindset for when hope is little So much time on my own you could get used to the silence But I keep music playing so its never quiet Taking time to develop the mind, gotta have some patience When you see the truth through the lies its hard not to say it So use your time, blow your mind, just dont get too possessive Sharing knowledge with the listener call it music with a message Doing this since I havent before Tryna see whats in store All the fans wanting more As for that youll have to see for sure Im afraid Im not as anxious as I might be for the things that most people work towards. I dont want too much money Yes but what is the answer? Well I dont know thats what I intend to find out. The worlds changing out there, theres enough new and exciting ideas running around. Some might be right and some might be cock-eyed but theyre effecting all our lives. I wanna know how I stand and where I fit into the picture, what its all gonna mean to me. Find that out sitting behind some desk in an office... well as soon as I find enough money together Im gonna knock off for a while Quit? Quit for as long as they last and try to find out who I am and what goes on and what about it, now while Im young and feel good all the time. Try a little blind faith for a while wont you? Come along with me

Letra de Cuéntame tu historia ft. MF Doom Tengo una orquesta en mi cabeza Shh, están afinando Im losing myself My desire I cant hide No reason am I for Tengo letras en mi sopa pero sólo quieres una Flotan unas notas mientras suena la aventura Yo nací entre ríos, crecí en los álamos de Osuna Ocupo ya medio mundo y en la Zeta esta mi cuna Sin ninguna extraña duda futura, estamos en esto Sólo necesito tiempo, sobran los pretextos Rap de líneas anchas es por el que apuesto Rap del que ensancha tu cerebro, por supuesto Mis hermanos son lo más guapo del óleo No caben ni quitando los márgenes de tu folio Tal vez puedas acabar en ese podio Sí, sí, toma nota de cada episodio Así somos, mata el odio, vuélvelo cultura Y suelta ya esa rima que ella sola ya madura Tengo planes que van a volar y cogerán altura No tengo dudas si yo le canto a la hermosura Tú necesitas otra mano de pintura Mi flow te calma ese son sin cultura Ya no te queda mesura, chico, te apresuras Y al final solo me cuentas travesuras Yo tengo más afán de ser que de tener Y no me dejo cegar por una montaña de placer Como un explorador con todo un mundo por ver Yo tengo fotos sin color que me trasportan al ayer Y así vamos cueste lo que cueste Parecer inteligente y ser algo que lo demuestre Yo no presto ni la cara ni los dientes Y si estoy contento, canto como un pájaro silvestre Préstame otro beso que me llene de frescura Habla con el sol si la vida se te hace dura Mira, cada andadura tiene una mecha de pólvora Igual que la censura lo tiñe todo de púrpura Sí ¿Y nos provocan la locura? Rasuran la conciencia, deja de ser tan pura Sí, miedo de quedarse a oscuras A varios puntos de sutura o miedo al dolor que supura A las duras y maduras, sé que siempre estaré Abrazándome con la temperatura de tu piel, miel Sabes que es fiel, él con la mente coja Siempre con su frase rota, jugueteando en el papel Como un nuevo pincel al que le chorrea la euforia Ríos que resbalan, filtrándose en la memoria Calculando cada trayectoria De los trozos que quedan enteros cuando se acaba una historia Se-se-sentado donde siempre Y lo que me queda mira y que tu lo veas A la orden del órgano que bombea, no me importa que me creas He bailado ya con la más guapa y con la más fea Hip-Hop Music Cash The track was like a thorn in his back As for the rhymes, Ill give yall fair warnin, its crack Whoever start to smokin, come back Quit or catch a heart attack up in some bum shack Sharper than a thumb tack His body was a temple made of chemicals to the dimple To him still it wasnt so simple Kept his right and left hand beefin One knockin teeth in, the other one chiefin But first, this songll make you wanna stomp ya ten toes Cash, get a grip, leave it a dag mess for beer Burnin like a bag of schwag cess in the air Beat like a stuttering fool Uttering butter king jewels His mudda been cool Schooled her how to wash away the crud in the drool pool Made his chrome dome glisten At first he couldnt tell she had a chromosome missin

Grind Hard No Vacation Grind Hard No Vacation Grind Hard No Vacation Grind Hard No Vacation Even when Im sleeping I be lacin Down tracks so I can get a payment From a label thats making at least a million dollar statement I aint never been a nigga who liked waiting No patience When it comes to these girls its no placement For a ring on the finger or cuffs on the wrist Dont wanna see yo face unless its in front of my dick Shxt thats kinda harsh But no Disney this Kingdom has no hearts Thats how it is when you chasing bread dark to dark Thats the reason why my Cash stackin my numbers in dollars Starting to look like my numbers in followers You can always catch me with the bad bitches like Oliver Im from the garden son Where niggas be wild as fuck Make a wet t-shirts contest out of a pedestrian But shit I reside in Georgia But I aint leave the north cause we on top of Florida Sir Louie the last king fuck a coroner Catch me on the corner With a black in my ear chuggin an Arizona Youngin tryna get paid yall tryna get a diploma Grind Hard No Vacation Grind Hard No Vacation Grind Hard No Vacation $EI back in this bitch like new growth XL OG$ CIA No joke ho Money tall like Tebow Eyeing my girl but you cant hit like shaq at the free throw But yo bitch just left my spot Now Im pulling up no volvo Now Im rollin up but Im dolo Purple kush got me taking off like Flo-Jo Lights flash when Im come threw but we aint taking no photo That electrifying like Dwayne And Im here to change the game But C.I.A. be my name And it be the gang And Got another hit under my name Last Ash of the Roc this be the house of flames Come to the steeze nothing change Even if we was naked you couldnt be the freshest in the game Switchin up yo flow x style still cant compeite with my campaign Brock lesnar to you niggas Here Comes The Pain Brock Lesnar to you niggas, uh here comes the pain

Blessing the mic with this krylon spit I got a lot to say but ive only got so many days, minutes, seconds, hours. I keep it truth to power. Words wash your mind clean like youre taking a shower ladies dont love me yet, I know theyll pretend cause when that fame hits I know my name gets a little nicer. It gets a nice ring suddenly like delivery. Open the door up, Ill let you keep the package cause posdnuos said that physical dies with time and I dont know why man, no I dont know why everytime I come around brothas wanna clown but im just having a ball im here to straight funky with the vibe thats just what it is, feel the rhythm, look alive, cmon move your hips. When was the last time you heard it like this? Who was the last rapper that you couldnt diss? Now riddle me this, go down the list, whos really potent? Whos needed? Whos really dropping knowledge? Whos the illest wheat bread loving mic killer? Whos that kid with many styles? The vegan lover But they call him cee-won x! Word up the best in your perimeter, hes taking over with the sons of the tongue But they call me cee-won x and ill never-ever rest until im heard and getting fed off my raps Frustrated cause all these wack rappers get the shine, they got fans and go on tour the whole nine but I dont mind too much cause imma get mines, my word is law you cant stop the prophet. 500 deep and we keeping it live, rocking. Bigger than this rap shit I bring the change, knock it. I know you will, appreciated is hated first so do your worst. I welcome your words cause they dont really mean much. Who are you to tell me who I be? You stay hitting with all that negativity. You think youre free but youre a prisoner to hate. Vacate my space with that knowledge you lack. Come back and see me when you on the right track kid. I wish you well, really I do this is all true. I keep it moving, reminiscing on some better days. Wrong time right place my friend

HMM Snake the pied piper Aim so accurate you woulda thought he was a slav sniper Shut up or Ill knife yah Nothing like some fresh gin on a hot day in vienna Bullet straight to the centre, cant believe it either But the stamina be so weak he had to take a breather Never gonna leave her The bloke selling the stanky stuff look like a beaver Bronsolini in the bay, like an otter on easter HAHA he yelled CYA! He left it for the roaches We ride premier venues like the coaches Im the god of rap just like moses Oh yes yes sir, can i buy 25 cents worth of roses Thats that like I was born like this farewell to the posers [Verse 2: FlatSamwold Spike my drink or my stepping stool Backyard Pool full of blood by a wrecking ball I dress cool, im a big man and make the big look small 5 kilogram of bullets and a cannon with a fireball We 15, 14 Something from the forties Stage crowned woldito down and its bound to be naughty We all make rhymes, beats and we all kinda sporty New Royalty, proved enough so give us the queens corgis Curtains up, show down We shut down the whole town New kings with new sound Shut up and pass us the crown Silently sneak off like the murder of a clown We tour around like mad dogs at a playground

Now here’s something we hope you’ll really like! Say Brain, what do you wanna do tonight? Same thing we do every night Pinky, try to take over the world! Yo, on the scale to 1 to 10 I keep it a thousand Ima beat the beat the up like its Ronda Rousey I got girls in my room, I call it public housing And I take em all to bed, I pull up they blouses Ive been real motherfucker since day 1 Bottom of my shoes been blacker than Akon You been hatin on the squad, thats a hate crime Cause Mason attracts hoes like a Drake song Yeah, fuck the world, finna give it a baby People lookin at me like Ive been the fat Slim Shady Got sharp shooters in OKC like Im KD Livin my teenage dream, and you can really get it Katy Im back in this bitch like we friends with benefits She blew me like a cartridge from the Sega Genesis Get the money stack it up like its Tetris Get them bitches, pretty face with the elegance I dont like short haired girls Ellen Degeneres But I like the blonde girls with intelligence Fuck a hoe, even if she got a boyfriend Im the shit, and all I need is a toilet This World Domination, yeah youre tuned into my station Coming to you live this a fucking celebration May Rock been real, no negotiation And Ill ride this beat until my fucking graduation Flow dilating like my pupils I told em keep it neutral, tell em no beef like noodles, pause... I tell em no beef like noodles, get em, get em I kill the game got people raising an eyebrow I’m constipated, I gave no shits for a while now You talk shit about me, bitch please Call me a faggot, spell it right, got way more than 2 g’s, jeez And all I wanted is the cheese I don’t save a hoe, they don’t call me Hercules Girls they turn on you, like 180 degrees I don’t play no games and that’s word to Cailee D Live and learn that shit made me better Man it’s a cold world I didn’t need no sweater Yeah you cut me out your life well I guess you made one error EG Unit we something like Pro Era Been keeping shit up on the low since I was 17 I’m dead sick boy, I need some promethazine And I’m making all this cash, shout to Kellie G And my checks don’t bounce, it ain’t no trampoline You know I’m straight to the point like a safety pin And I’ve been getting to the money, where the fuck you been? All this white around me, like where’s the snow man Get money now, fuck a five year plan They say thugs cry, I never shed a tear And they say life’s a bitch, she’s worse than Britney Spears My tape drop like an earthquake, you’d think I was Haitian Bow down this the World Domination Who the fuck passed you the mic? 98 till Infinity

I’ma pick the mic up, you should put the mic down I be getting write-ups for everything I write down I don’t have to sign up Even blind people could pick me out of a line up Studying my live sound I could make them rise up, you just make it die down Shorty getting piped up, try to tell her pipe down You could look the rhymes up, I’m rising like a geyser ‘Cause I don’t ever light up, and I don’t ever lie down But.. I digress with that’s diluted I’m playing my part, I’m parlaying my art through it I started turning the tide from Nicki Minaj students The art is in Guatemala, hiding in a tunic This shit is beyond foolish, my flow is beyond fluid And I relate it to you, my song is a conduit I conquer my unconscious saying I can’t do it I listen to uncommon shit and I consume it I, I hardly find harmony’s congruent, I’m part for all my Lewis I run tracks, I run laps around losers Fun fact... my lungs running on car fluid

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Check it, wreck it, dont forget to rep it IDK on the chest were spreading like infection Guessing second, you get the sloppy ruins I have them disconnecting, dropping through em, mocking fluids Stop i knew it like a déjà vu I stay by you, soaking all these H Is too Unless theyre V clap, then we say Bye Boo No lie Dude, until the skies blue We creep the night but we aint liable Undefinable, but our talents undeniable Undefiable, and my shoulders are unreliable Bust inside of you, son of a bitch, and a bastard Cuz after blasting matter ima scatter swiftly after Eat a platter of pills, unmatchable skills Try my steez on for a feel of real ill And still, you couldnt match this Perfect like practice, the fact is, Jaz tryna master this Im masterous, stay cool when i pass a spliff Im the cat to kick, cuz when im down ima get up pissed And full rage, take out foes my own age Blow their bone cage and show their own veins Then sew them closed dazed, to my own song Hoes my own age still get the flows wrong Im so gone, i dont think that ima come back Smoke until my Lungs snap, cosign ya dunce cap Jazdoobie stay lit Never gonna trip when I fall for a hit

Making Alpha Males obsolete like Betamax Im stating facts, coming for your brain, Ill break it fast They said I have less than 5 seconds, Ill makeem last Though Chronos is an asshole Ill work while hes taking naps Wait for Zeus to lose temper Make him turn my enemies to a stash of loose members Then become God of Gods, Mammals and Birds And all the girls will feed me grapes While Im throwing a curse Date Aphrodite, make her my wifey Fuck her twice, then i leave To fight the God of the Vikings Im the God of the Fight Im the God of the Light God of the Night, God of the Fire And God of the Tide And youre a, target I strike, when my claws start Straving for fights, my hearts bright, jaws barking with might Cause life is tough, tough Its not a bluff, poor schmuck I am fucking you up Reduce you to a newborn Leave you stucking two thumbs Make you regret every single of The troubles youve brung Me, Guess its kinda funny Its a world where a king is a violent dummy Piles of shit next to piles of money Being almighty is alright But its too motherflipping hard for me The world is turning You should stop running It would be a smart place If the fools would stop cumming Stop the run and have some fun Stop the race at once, cause the rats are wrong They run in circles, all the laps theyve done Still ended up in square one, while us cats are gone The things you own, are a trap, my son Like Huxley thought - were slaves to the stuff we bought The crap we own, trust me mob, cast your stone But i refuse to cast a vote, I attack the thone Spineless, lack you lack some bones Why dont you show your true face, leave the mask at home You worship cash and attack the poets Ill smash opponents in half, fucking trash you rodents Fucking trash you rats and throw you high Spinning like a fucking acrobat I gotta do it, make you bastards clap Fuck politeness, no one is ever asked to rap And thats that

Uh, it’s Saturday night, you know what that means Put on your dancing shoes, there’s a party in your building Come on, vamanos baby It’s Jneiro Jarel which is to say Mr. JJ My man Panama Black In the words of the world’s Dilla Let’s go I kill the beats we could heat that We let go it’s like the sun as it reflects Like tropical oceans in slow motions We be journey on the yacht, glasses up toasting This is a celebration They talking no dough ain’t no conversations It’s straight business pa Catch ‘cause my vision is odd Well then get on a level let’s go Get on a lеvel let’s go Wanna hear somе ill flows well let’s go We ‘bout to take control so let’s go We on a beat journey let’s go It’s time to space boogie let’s go If you all coming wit’ me let’s go This whole thing is so banging Awkward and strange my brain be not tamed man, what Yo I freak these beats with no training Mr. JJ and DOOM be my main men In the studio we be the trio All love to one rolled up like a burrito, with jalapeños Super blazing like my man Just Slamming these treys like Jordan, it’s all important To keep it fresh like cabbage and greens with Peep our status it’s way beyond average If you don’t believe me come with me let’s go For real, let’s go Let me show you Yeah, for real dude, let’s go Get on a level let’s go Get on a level let’s go Wanna hear some ill flows well let’s go We ‘bout to take control so let’s go We on a beat journey let’s go It’s time to space boogie let’s go If you all coming wit’ me let’s go He’s outta stock, no shocks, no time Beatbox in a to-go box, no rhyme Cross that bridge when we get to it, made a bet to do it Even if we have to go off cassette to it So be it, the flow is no tiny secret No MCs speaking like the old Leaking, still bought it for the cover art The brothers are smart, enough to break a mother’s heart Kid, or a number one chart lid Watch when the summer start, what the bumbaclaat rahtid He said a hot hit just listen Whoever try to diss him only end up with eyes missing Married to the cash to the death Float on like Larry go last, carry yo’ ass let’s, go Let’s go Let’s go What’s ya’ major malfunction for flows of carbon-based life form or Leave ya’ favorite rapper straining, create master all shrunken I just let ‘em hang though Say dough and we make dough but we don’t play ‘do No money no show fasho’ is told by Plato Knowledge is a light that luminates ya’ cave When you see a player shining baby just give a wave Rappers need to step aside they slipping like a slip n’ slide Trying my patience, what’s the verdict? The wise and freshest writer wordsmith Swift lyricist linguist calligraphist The beat’s been bruised and battered, verbally abused and shattered Nah partner no vibrato in the bottle It’s just the way I vibrate, let’s go, let ‘em know Tell me who gon’ come harder? It gets no harder than the martyr, or maybe Syd Arthur Let’s go Get on a level let’s go I said get on a level let’s go Wanna hear some ill flows well let’s go We ‘bout to take control so let’s go We on a beat journey let’s go It’s time to space boogie let’s go If you all coming wit’ me let’s go

My complexity Catch me on a block In northern 70s Complexion? Sesame Smack a ref Yo Fuck a penalty See I lead the A For my specialty Y the way that Letters end for me Wide awake Infamy Fade away, dont know How rich you get Cant believe Ya death certificate In the morning She on all fours The Head elated Like to think about a Great Escape She Told me Have it all I take it Think I made it out of peril I only see the world far enough That I can flee the epidural Never had a moment Had em plural Before Im gone Paint oil-painted murals of my girl If I can keep one Kinda hard Yo Im a seeker Do anything and everything To Involve my reason Shorty from DR Her father had to re-up Fam hungry, gotta appear Passed the K off In a 900 Kia I Rather keep it easy Never know whos watching NYPD Have em knocking Pressing bells Slam Thats how they Took my man El Damn Not a day slide That I dont Hawk the mailman Jamaicans used to serve me By the lakelands But then we cooled it When we saw a man in Ray Bans Not the Aviator He look more like The mediator No jail time is greater Flushed out like radiators Back to Housing The setbacks is mounting Deathtrap Manhattan Reach out to land surrounding me Grand Ave accounted me Jersey for the council Shorty trying to bounce Yo supply her with a mouthful Rhyme flyer than me? Kind of doubtful I need time to Clear my mind But only time Is what Im out for Mental anguish If Im out looking real anxious Its cause Im darker Than carpet bombs When Im Lurking through Parking lots

Its Boom Bap Thats Encrypted In My Raps, From Snapbacks And Phat Raps Im Bringing Juice Back, A New Cat, Thats On The Scene, And Down To Get Mean, Obliterate A Nigga Just For Messing With The Team The Team Is Pristine, In Contrast With The Flows, The Ghangis Khan Of Rap But Please Just Keep Dat On The Low, Been Rapping Like 5 Months I Know The Work Is Moving Slow, But My 3rd Eyes Open To Avoid Contact With Foes, Yano Cuz Theres Rumors That The Devil Wants My Soul, But Jah Rastafari Shun Him When Hes Getting Close, He Noes That Young Tino Gonna Start Bodying Flows, The Innocence Within This Kid of which nobody knows I heard it through the great vine, that niggas tryna take mine, its fine Im just ducking these guy, coverd in lies, They try to mess with mine so I stay in disguise, Im up in cloud 9 so I stay in the skys My lifes on messed up saga, saga to sega genisis, rap patterns Im diminishing, akura aura finisng, hadookin in the tomb tryna take rap out tootin camoon Said uuuh I attack with the force a byson, mike tyson get struck by lightning , Im redefining ,Im frightening, Like Kruger, Straight Up Lex Luther, lyrical missile into your tutor Finesse Coast forever making progress disintergrate a nigga just before I start to digest, I could be the best labels just might invest but fuck a v neck cuz I want these six figure checks but check it Girls be on my set list thats word to bishop on 16 but I know how to get reckless like ice t spike lee couldnt picture jesus blood is our life it was said in scriptures Metaphors metamorph into a subject of greatness, tino the titans, my whole team got spears like galations, simply amazing so bess protect your neck from these statements, Real Poet, I Tend To Write This Stuff On Occasion Graveshift bitches weary wid obituarys, Tino V on the come up hope you niggas ready

It’s the maniacal obnoxious Messiah with the knowledge You lame probably mocking ya like Galifianakis My gallery is stocked I’m losing calories to rock I’m the bad seed the last to speak the last to leave the block I’m the last of a dying breed more bodies than a Chinese cemetery I’m legendary with these rhyme scheme Fled the city with eleven bitties they say I’m clever witty from the Third world where some’ll sell a kidney To trade places play the game of life with poker faces disconnect they Shoulder blades your show looks like it’s overrated Paranoid be thinking everything is orchestrated Met Pharaohe Monch he only talk when shit is sports related Incorporate a bar praise Allah I’ll pray tomorrow I got your money son relax I’m a pay tomorrow Garcia Vegas Gone to Vegas knew the God is major You can stand right next to the man talent is not contagious Confrontational slang my conversation’s banging The bars cost gotta pay for those man with both hands Behind my back without a note pad I toe tag an adversary here you go hold that Am I the target for destruction and is it the system and total corruption I can’t work at a fast food joint I got some talent So don’t you get my point? Its diabolic how we die for the dollars why even bother Being civilized surrounded by savages at the bottom Like Sodom and Gomorrah chop it up in the tour bus Depositing the cash watch the government extort us Exploiting us dogging us out like Calvin Broadus Life can get weirder than a Salvador portrait Drop gems more precious than a dinosaur offspring Grab necks sub-zero rip spinal cords off em Fuck a metaphor get medical attention for em They tried to give us crumbs but we never settle for it Too much melanin will mess up the decorum they said Could be building with one another but we warring instead All mislead strings tied our arms and legs The puppet master’s profiting until the target is met We just numbers tax IDs social security black men die prematurely Perception is reality what you believe is what is Consumer more is what we feeding the kids Using wire taps who’s on the phone move swift like brother Mouzone Mistakes can be fatal from the cradle to the tombstone To each his own I shine let it be known Soul searching Sojourn until my soul reach home The system in the America was never built for black people

Yeah Go wild like they only had a lesson Tip top , tryina mix out Thought I wouldnt amount to shit They be lookin cracked out Never took them hands out Since , Im that type that stand out Yeah They recognize that Im really hot And if they ever doubt me they must be really high Crack kills like a in his Or gang from Look, and like time, how dont know about it is on when i was a nobody Want me back a nobody and now they sweatin Woah, Im the saiyan like Broly Team supreme like from other limits and they it like a crack pipe , this aint a movie And my category prolly horror story And they trippin so a Huh Power the white, Im stressed Nowadays run and run mid west Look, in attempt to get some nice things You a some pipe but Im tasting my pipes Swear they had some heroin As for i was never good at it Look, tryina change the way Im living but i hate society and half the people who are in it, uh Hahah, ey you know who it is They off that crack Crack kills Mr. Jones, are you ready to take a test? Uh, I mean i guess Put your headphones up Okay, alright Its not like Im about to remember much of that shit anyway Uh, fuck Two MCs that bleed and breed this rap Stickin to the truth cause it hurts, catch this Im unorganized, ununorthodox I dont socialize, reason why Im super nice White but the black side Well I am known to go berserk ever since birth Laid it down, feel Laid it on a row, they gon recognize my words stop bus, feeling like Vector doom Please dont snooze, cause I love this game like a girl loves yours And I love this game like a girl loves fools Screw it, tools Hand everything But I never had everything Period, battle No textbook Sure, Id never sell my soul no matter how checks look High octain to them girls who treated me like an option, I My exes are prompted Um Im ready to take my test Good These niggas aint rappers Most of em actors Im a dog in the game Open shut screaming like a pastor Im a master subjects Cant put trust in niggas, thatd be like some buttsex Thats why i got brothers Not really, from another mother This mother earth, nigga Im lookin at what it is, not what its worth, nigga Damn, these niggas is rats they gas Fuel in the beef, I eat my greens, nigga Ocean trench thoughts Im thinking deep, nigga Underground king on your feet Im in the booth spittin heat They say heat rises you can feel me speaking your knees I dont smoke, but my clique grip the grass like some cleats My flow is , Im on the tissue when you sneeze I cant cope with being a clone, so i chose to take the pink one You fake niggas post Oh , take me from Niggas are jokes On the track you niggas and I am a Elementary ass niggas, and Im an adult Im rare Gotta watch my back, Im not tryina get out here in this, um, rap jungle, you feel me? Uh Trek

Marijuana staining my clothes Been packing bowls to get my mind another plane than my soul In other words the kid flow corresponds with his goals To get the gold and kick a thirst jezebel to the curb I burn herb then go to work with a verse Suitcase full of money louis tie on my shirt See Im a business man first but still will give em that work The xannie man too proficient in the art of disperse Throwing kicks at ya circ, wit a dick in ya bitch skirt Its obvious she acknowledge my prowess with the rhymes Shotgun flowsll break the link between your spine I was chosen so its faith Id be the bringer of demise The grim reaper Catch two bodies just from the scent of the speakers See these bitches get deep in deeper then daucons creek get 18 year old genius but still gripping my penis And feeling like Im ceasars right at the door with the evil Wicked old soul warlock with the nappy hair Half a man for the shit that Im toking its super rare Inducing fear off the shit written need scuba gear When I flow leave em submerged 40 deep in a hole 40 deep in my soul searching for chicas and hoes To give my whistle a blow and give my swishers a roll Ride solo , Og told me its way better Its all about the cheddar so best keep few burretas The wushu shogun on words that were never spoken Kamehameha waves when Im flowing his souls open Excalibur what Im toting decapitated in moments King Arthur supreme rapper the king author Since I been smoking jane my third eye got sharper But it also got darker inducing thoughts of a coffin Whether shots from the ruger or my asthmatic coughing Imma die one day til then remain cautious Im militant more like rorschach with the vigilance Skillet shit surface of cowards I get too grilling shit Im menacing O-dog Kane mixed with some Benjamin To old for my years 3 wiser to my peers So pop you 5 xanax in your mirror Ill appear To take you on a journey I portray in these journals About a kid in the sauce whose flows just be thermals Verbal execution let me find out that you looting I apprehend, geez taking out a hundred men Bare handed with a 40 in hand while hand standing Walked home without no scratches just vacant caskets and laughing Show to the funeral repeat the tragedy Only the finest pussys crossed my big lips And big spliffs then greet your baby mother with my diz-nick Dont test me cause I perfected DDTs especially The zannie man back with that motherfucking recipe So roll my sour D let me spit So you can get high on me backwood packages Left on top of the fucking cabinets Right by the packets of kool-aid to get my bladder thick I batter shit, dont bring reggie around my area Illadelph for ever Kwan geez running for mayor top slayer Part dragon and terminator while home third base was tryna play tomb raider Thats why I keep the shepards healthy but also rabid Full house of killers and I feel like Bob Saget With the moves of Sagat as I lay on my cot With ya shawty hitting all her fucking spots And just enjoying my life

Yo Sabi, it’s your time to shine man Get on that stage and eat my nigga Main dish and sides my nigga For real Hi mother fucker its me I in wasabi, ladies say Im swisher sweet Interior leak, now exterior hella fleek La la la like the ladies brow I see Shit I say is a monolog of my life Some scripted parts I dont like Fuck tired of being nice, Im acting out tonight! Had a cliterous I use to dittle with uh Now I have no cliterous to dittle with bruh The struggle is real, the pussy distill Like the smoke that I kill, Im missing some meals Im munchie as fuck Hitting the store, foodstamping it hoe Im hella scrub Slicing my foes if they coming in close I’m Anime But still remain anonymous, if I rocket ship my dick in your sarcophagus; In her mouth is my monolith fuck... A mami or papi hieroglyph, only thing I deposit in is your mouth or this rubber bitch On some real shit Cause I dont love you, but I’d like to fuck with you if thats cool? Na, I don’t love you but I’d like to fuck with you if thats cool? Damn Sabi, you wild mother fucker Quit tryna get your dick wet you silly nigga Walk around like you running shit for real; But anyways I wanna see some hands up high Put your hands in the mother fucking sky I want to see some lemonade face in the crowd Instead of seeing a mummy face staring me down I want to see puffs of weed, and hella drink, Now Sabi tell me what you think Nigga please, pussy ain’t no want it’s what a nigga needs Bitch please, you need some dick if you acting bitchy Finesse me, you could never do that with my pedigree Illest line of decent, my nigga Realest nigga alive up in this bitch, my nigga Fuck an assist, I just killed this shit my my nigga Hit you like kidney in you’re liver The crowd is my witness Life impounded my vision, but I’m out here to get it Are y’all fucking with it? Cause I dont love you, but I’d like to fuck with you if thats cool? Na, I don’t love you but I’d like to fuck with you if thats cool? Uh, I don’t love you but I’d like to fuck with you if thats cool? Uh,I don’t love you but I’d like to fuck with you if thats cool? Is it cool or not?

Vintage Tapes Verse 1 Izzy ayy vintage tapes gp renegade Err day err day forget what everybody say cant see you cause the girls in the way renegade wassup Album the outcome of me Spitting cold verses drop the degrees Rap tendency to kill for the family The life that I seek includes a college degree The kids who don’t work on education might just end on the streets The kids who try hard end up on this beat The teens that get called freaks and others geeks Mountain that my team crawled won’t get pulled from under my feet Cause successfully it took me time to reach what I have reached Vintage tapes with messages Gave me drapes The tapes and the success got em Trynna hate But the hate don’t just give me hatred it also motivates Double the acres triple on my landscape Got it stretched out and backward like these elastics My skills is so balanced call em gymnastics And I admit that past six my lyrics get adlibs Tactics bout raps including the classics Stuck in traffic than I kill with no practice Ladies hit me up love the questions they asking She is fond of me cause I am a beast Rapping insane sounding elite Imaging thing that people shouldn’t even believe Sharing this experience with the rest of my team Meet me boii

Thought I was gonna shave for a job that I wanted the other day I was saved from putting that kind of bondage on my face Not a slave to the razor, facial lacerator I dont need a baby face cause Im the baby maker Besides who decided the sign of maturity Would be how well you can hide the prizes of puberty? I do what I gotta do for my family But this is not the kind of L I would take happily When Daves men were sent back half shaven He sent them away to hide until their beards came in Know why he didnt prescribe to shave them? The shame wouldve remained, lions were made mane-less Thats the kind of stuff that makes a baby cry Something is wrong with daddys face come take me Mom A beard also lowers the chances Of your wife receiving another mans advances This is where pogonotrophy and theology Meet properly fighting the culture of the colony They say strange things associating Clean and shaving they need educating They dont know the role it plays in facilitating The evaporation of perspiration Shade in the summer heat in the winter Protection from sun rays and wind plus Even Jesus had a beard So trying to be Christ-like and shave is weird Cause Adam had a beard not Moses had a beard not Abe had a beard not David had a beard not

Hey look I feel like EdwardScissorfists Whack rapper killin militant Destroy belligerence, the illest nigga who aint hit it big I hit and quit these tracks pornography up in yo system its That nigga heaven sent that kill tracks for the hell of it Lifes a stage and I refuse to be an actor They put me in the script and then killed off your favorite rapper Sorry thats showbiz, and I know its not yo biz but I Slept with the track and then I murdered it right after Showed pictures to producers but was only met with laughter But watch perceptions change when the grapevine start to chatter About this poet, thats bound to be noticed So take my vocals to your focals instead of these hood rodents Niggas bite styles like cobras they venomous Reptilian spitter minds shredding off of that ignorance And they sweeter than licorice Homophones cause they all sound the same I came to change the game like RuPauls vocal range Ima probably be ridin in the Range Cause I burn tracks like curling irons on black dames Lifes a b but she a vibrant thing And if you treat her like a queen you get to watch her change Complain about yours Im tryna maintain mines NY state of mind to be nastier than Nas in his prime Climb the ladder of success And Ima make it to the top Cause you know, once I hit the first step I wont stop Like Im AI Every rapper seem to claim that they fly But see Im EdwardScissorfists so get clipped like a canine

Verse 1 : Astronomical topical problems I keep them bottled in Swaddle nauseous pockets with either dollars or pocket lints Every college student think theyre buddhist and thats an awful trend I wish wed all just act more prudently and bear our thoughts to friends Forlorn Homosapien orator vaping a fourth or more get Wasted flow so angry and sort of a hazy brazen bore More vacant, aching floor, shaking pace, and Im baking more Raking your faces, aces placed, and Im only making sure Ask me, one more question, and get your ass beat Attack beats, invest time, but time it doesnt last see Last week, I felt fine, but now my mind harasses me Acid seeping, pappy see me, bleeding half my massive heathen Rap depleting, past deleting, factory of drastic reasons I cant even actualize my fucking needs, I have no freedoms Shit hurts- you got the last, they got the first Bad bitches see I rap different, and all theyve gots a thirst Back in grade 10, packing tobacco inside my habitat This habit is the battle since, sadly I can never win Cause I been feeling worthless since Earth turned when I was nine But now Im sure its worth the work or even paying fines cause this Purple leave me perfect before Im immersed in ladys thighs Hook : What you thinking bout? Better not be doubting Me or my sounds, sicker than Heather or Beverly now Vested in grout, mouth touted like a tether be How could he drown us quicker than reverie his sound trounces me Verse 2 : Looks like its time to take my glasses off Flipping through pages of what my old bad habits are If you know me, you know I dont pass basketballs If its in my court, I pick it up, then I laugh it off Had to call, 1-800 Second I turn around bet you wont say nothing If I turn around again, I bet you will say something Thats the best case, and you dont want the worst case cousin Birthday fucking until you busting now its case closed Lucky, better hope you dont have to replace clothes Buddy, bet youll never say that to my face ho My mask on, pass time, you know how the days go Took the ring off your finger, and made it to a halo Possible demon, come mingling with some angels Walking on the border turning dollars into pesos If youre still on your knees, polish up and lace those Look, Nine fingers, all I need is eight though Hook, line, sinker, gotcha falling for my bait- Woah Hook Verse 3 : This Conversation is cosmic, osmosisly odd flowing An eye for a homonym, so cocky, hes tomohawking Hot frozen, pot smoking, disguised so Im not noticed Locked, key dropped inside a volcano, its hot molten Rock throwing- Ill put a crack upside your glass house Clack clack, spitting raps, littering cynical gat mouth Clocks broken, time dont exist inside my rap house Sick like I pass out, zoned blunted and trapped cause The world aint always merciful, and I might be the first to fall Rehearsing verses with nervousness until I can hurtle God Hurl the cross at the moon, furious ready to curdle yall Curb stomping in cursive romping, find me high, submerged in thought Riddled with doubt, but doubt me kid youll get a kick in the mouth Pick at a pound, rolling amounts of ounces, lick em and give em to frowns I dont, exist, I write my own glyphics I fight to choke geyser smoke and dive in most bitches

DBangz, DBangz We got a lot to talk about today First off, why the hell is your name bootyaquarius on PSN? You’re a Gemini bruh Anyway, let’s get to the meat of this argument Wait, no, I didn’t mean it like that- Please don’t get me started on the way you always speak to me So much disrespect you’ll lose a lotta friends I guarantee I piss you off? The feeling is mutual Why you dissing meme rap, you also used to be unusual “MY songs are good”, well what about the others? Stuck up on a pedestal abandoning your brothers You wouldn’t be here without anime tiddies Now you’re calling me out for making the same ditties I just do what makes me happy and you tried to stop that Giving ultimatums isn’t a good way to block that “You don’t listen to me” Cause we’re in different positions You got too much money I’m a trying meme musician You don’t like that label cause you think meme rap is dead Tried to stop me from using it but I went ahead Cause I’m tryna be myself and create a unique image All that you do now is wear a headband of a village LA back in June invited me to the stu It was too full so I skated; bit too much to chew I rode down the sectioned hill and it was way too steep I almost died but I got off the board with a leap I’m stuck to the sidewalk and my wrist is hella fractured I can’t help but feel your sympathy felt manufactured Texted you and you didn’t ask anyone to help me Boy you best believe that I’m putting this on the LP Talkin all this shit about me and I’m like what about you I’m just tryna live my life and you put me under review “Why do you make meme rap? That shit is hella dead” You may want to consider which song gave you your bread “Why the face tats? They make you ugly” Why’d you post yourself smashing a younger girl smugly You went to court and got charged and put right up on house arrest If you got a way to clap back, then please be our guest

I better crack the window to blow out the good smoke Blowing and im puffing on this good hydro This kush that we dealing out to the crowd All I deal in my sack is the good loud, better sell it by the pound Now im in the ground, dealing out all i could I did it with the wood, and I know that I should I do, but you misunderstood I recitate now i fucking reputate, reputate now i insulate it Now we fucking reputated about all the things that we situated Situated- Now im concentrated, all like orange juice Now I drink it down on the damn sploof I dont gives a fuck smoke spliff Now im going back Backwards Take a hit, take a hit of that blunt, till I stunt on this cunt I dont give a fuck, I dont even need a front Gotta front it front it front it on a nigga if we stunting on a nigga Coming in crazy and im blunting on a nigga I dont give a fuck about you still pulling on my triggers Forties to your head til I see six figures See them dollar signs pop up, pop up on the highway and I pulling in the driveway screeching out all sideways Popping with my gat til his brains gone slat over the wall just like that Like a baseball bat So we got a lot of thots in town but I dont give a fuck Cause everyone knows where to get around Going for the loud, fined by the pound dont give a fuck now Im bout to smoke your girl out About to get in her pants Dont give a fuck, her titties got the size of a fucking ant bite But id rather get my dick right in the pussy Dont give a fuck when im smoking on the sussy But I got that warm shit cooking in the microwave Eating all these bitches, getting really fried Getting high payed doin my way All I know is to blow, all Ive ever done is coke And I never played in anything but snow Might as well grow up in the Arctic Better restart it So retarded that my brain dont even work Better Make that bitch twerk If im acting like a jerk, I dont give a fuck about you Obviously all i care about is all my money and my weed Better plant it from the seed, like its hydroponics Weed so good, I sold it as tonic I dont give a fuck, still going in chronic Got a back pain? Better go insane Better smoke up on this train, I dont need no plane Going in now, bitch, staying on my fade Stay on my fame, and im staying on the game Imma stay up on the plane, while I stay up on my reign

You wanna match wits? I put a lit match to ya’ lips, after gasoline chapstick Been to jail, but always felt school’s worse And wrote this shit down before he heard DOOM’s verse Even though he’s crook, took the money, ran when he finished it Fam’s gotta eat, so we’ll reheat the dinner kid Heroin thoughts, made him dope with the swagger And try to go plat’ with a cheap jug of Goldschläger Who is this kid who smoke pot in a cop’s car? And pulled his cock out, unidentified rockstar Summertime, catch me in the candy shop with hot bars Cool like Keith, but his heat still Poppa Large Hole in your chest, for a fun pass It get you address, you gotta walk through where guns blast Got the platinum crack or the smooth shit More like African beads and heavy chew sticks From a ruthless Crooklyn kid that move swift Knock you out, leave your face right by his new piss By himself in the crew Surrounded by fat asses, said it helped him write new shit Move bricks, and tag his name in a taxi Man enough to go to Target, and buy her maxis Pad full of plot, ain’t have pockets swole Ran with Haitian kids who would cut ya’ battyhole Hustle and flow, mami cried ‘cause papi know He tried to get his own wax on out, like Ralph Macchio Thinking fast with a slow thought On the train looking strange, his lady and his son had a mohawk Rude girl, facing mad, fingernail Jamaican flag Epileptic flows that had grandma shaking bad Making dad turn over in his grave Like ‘kiss my ass, my son won’t spit like a slave’ One or two-ish floor raps, this the first time he heard rhyme The industry doors, had the ‘do not disturb’ sign And that’s that shit, that’ll cause a iller kid to ride On the Makaveli flip like Bishop yelling ‘Riverside’ You follow that? You spit like you swallow tacks For P&J sandwiches, told cats ‘holla back Got the gat? Yup, for ignorance we’ll all die Which makes less sense than a large order of small fries, all rise He lost it when he found it Moms wouldn’t let him go to school, said he sound sick On some calm shit, count bars like a convict Until the time for the break then, vomit Its the beat, I hear it in my sleep sometimes Blare it in your jeep so your peeps can stare at the rhymes Real rhymes not your everyday hologram Even when ribs is touchin, never swallowed the ham Hed rather eat a sand sandwich salad It might need salt like your mans bland ballad A lot of stuff happens that the news wont tell yous Blues on L juice, snooze, all hell loose Rake it, take it like the good, the bad, the ugly Break it rollin through ya hood in the caddy buggy Butter softly, leather flossy, fatty juggy Always threw me off when she told me, Daddy, funk me Im like, Anywhos Seeds walkin all out in the street without any shoes I guess its better than some funky socks You need to get her some skips before she catch the monkey pox She wanna hear the beatbox Take pills and make fake krills as sheetrock Sing it, bring it, back to your laboratory While hes in his oratory, glorious like a horror story The mask is like Jason He told the place not to let the basket type case in He might be some type of wacko Lookin for a chance to heat the pipes like a crack ho He said, blessed be the Lord Who believe any mess they read up on a message board If so, I got a bridge for the low low Them type fools go bitch to the popo Here, orange peel L’s for the whole tier Feel like he been gone the whole year, came home to old gear It was the shit when he first scooped it At least you get to sit out in New York and curse stupid He plead the fifth, and sip wine stiffly Patiently come up, and be spiffy in a jiffy Gift with the grind, criminal mind shifty cat Swift with the nine through a 59-50 hat You hear it when you meditate in deep theta Let her hate the creep later Dedicated cheapskater who keep data Stay well self-medicated to sleep later Side effects is similar to sugar pill Nobody go next on the mic, he put a booger, ew And made his exit on some calm shit Beg on the regs for the kegs of the vomit

Now, bring it back one more time Its the masked lyricist With the speed force flows Villains plead for the source of his powers But nobody knows Sour cowards trynna to expose The superHero But only catch lyrical elbows Cuz villainous rappers be confused They way they over doin it With sex, guns, and drugs And flows thats more than putrid Bunch of silly excuses They never learn so theyre useless Defeated by the mask Because of their own hubris Cuz superHero shine bright like a crystal gem Turn a villain into a henchmen With the stroke of the pen Amen when superHero makes it to the scene Mr. Queen precision when he rides on beat Speedy Arsenal with Apollo You need to come and see The dynamic duo lights up the show like Jubilee Guaranteed on the price of entry Full intrigue Into the masked vigilante With another trick up his sleeve Now bring it back Like McRib heart attacks Fantastic 4/4s flows harder than Ben Grimm Slim chance these villains will outshine Cuz superHero got more rhymes Than booty shorts in the summertime Yet villainous rappers be confused They way they over doin it With chains, hoes, and clothes And flows thats more than putrid Bunch of silly excuses They never learn so theyre useless And if you dont believe him Hell just let Apollo tell it like Save the damsel in distress And give her back to her man Shes enamored But I gotta chase my passion Defeat these villainous rappers SuperHero on the scene in flash Dripping in all gold with lightning in one hand We glowing like crystal gems Gotta brighten up the night time When I close my eyes I’m seeing myself at new heights SuperHero never fronting ‘Bout that action like it’s nothing Eating beats just like a luncheon Rollin deep like Brady Bunches Man we pulled up to the function In the invisible whip Watching villains jump ship Aqualad on the mix I’m the sword and the hilt Born with impervious skin Saving lives is my will Man you can call me a Static

Parents. Teachers. Little brothers and sisters in the bleachers. The fool who stole my covered sneakers Thanks for allowing me to see at todays graduation even if they wont let us wear sunglasses What will we do when we have our own kids? Give them twelve year bids just after the bars come off the cribs? Work within the system? Make them listen to the darkest lecture In the architecture of a prison full of purity-scarred security guards? It’s sure to be hard. Recess! Rush hurriedly to the yard Back-to-school nights are visitation rights and boredom is the warden. They’d be less ignored in private schools but can you afford them? And even then they’re fair to middling. They fiddled with inmates’ diddles and now they’ve got the Ritalin. A.D.D.: Another Dumb Doctor’s complicity. I’m about to Sub. Stitute teach? No, T.R.A.C.T So when the states fail and they can’t make bail, we’ll hold a jailbreak/fake bake sale. Slow on the uptake? Well, below in this cupcake, there’s a file a mile wide with a reviled style guide Current Events Comparison/Contrast Cause and Effect Embarrassing bombast Five Paragraphs each get a topic sentence or “hook” for pop ascendance. So much plop, of course people stop attendance. This court loves to drop defendants. Allow me to leave an illusion dispelled. 98% of the graduates matriculate cause the other poor suckers not here got expelled. And ultimately theyll go to jail We could rehabeducate with art but we ain’t got paints. You can take your budgetary constraints and fudge it up your hairy taints. That means you, Principal Asswipe. You were worse for class than sass or grass in a glass pipe This isn’t hyperbole. It’s reality verbally And we don’t want weekends We need every day between If you might die when you’re twenty Then you’re old when you’re fifteen I know! I’ll reopen the Black Mountain School And bring back to us the abacus as a counting tool Y’all know what time it is. This is my Bauhaus We run around when it’s nice out and nobody kowtows Happy Graduation Everybody! Ya-hoo!

Uh, this YGB—yeah Snap back to reality Posted at the cove with the cavalry Most raps would blow past your dome Dont battle me, dope savagery Paint a picture like Im Salvador Im out the door Gas pedal floored Glass meant for Coors Smashed to the core Stole a flask from the store Shits degenerate Gave no fucks like Im celibate Aint no better kid Teachers reach the flow and stop bitchin bout the penmanship Poems Im holdin and storin inside the touch screen are unseen Each case hit replay to hear just what the son mean I make every beat a martyr Start a Coup Hear the Carter 2 from car to roof Straight bumpin, the bass thumpin I stay stuntin at RJs beat huntin I see cousins at barbecues buzzin like: Uh, aint nobody hard as you, you a charmin dude Watching more jaws drop than apartment doors I target more achievements to see next The frees hard as cement I raise ceilings at every event On YGB the team depends One more tab and thats the deep end Im off it, Tabasco, Im saucin I stay hot often, opposite to Boston See what transportations costin when Im exhaustin Hoodie off, cops make a nigga stay cautious Cops make a nigga stay cautious See what transportations costin when Im exhausted

Aiite aiite Cause its the Zobha with the attitude Hilary Hilary Oh Hilary Where you have been my entire life? Mr police man, mr police man! Please dont shoot Ive had a couple things Feeling really nice But I’m just tryna commute You see where I’m from A taxi only half a buck Which means at this present moment I’m stuck Ay! My life is kind of situated south of consistent Making my mission to write the ultimate symphony For my dream girl Hilary Yeah, the one in the t.v You see I’m kinda of the guy, who likes shower the kisses Kissing the kiss so that I never miss cause... I’ve been known to aim a little to the right I’d like to put the light a little lower if i may So I can serenade you like a tenor Nessun Dorma, next thing the door go boom! Why your daddy back so soon? And now my ears be ringing I guess he has a thing for clapping the brothers But who care? when you looking so superb like your mama And you can pick her either or You think a burly man, clawing at my neck will make me pay less respect to all that? You must be trippin But now I’m thinking that I’m in it now For my girl Hilary Oh Hilary Where you have been my entire life? Hilary oh Hilary Where you have been my entire life? Hilary oh Hilary Where you have been my entire life? Hilary Oh Hilary I think your daddy getting a knife!

Not Scorning The Tree Delightful Children Who Are Everything To Me and Who Are My Only Chance of Even a Glimpse of a Second Life, Let Alone an Immortal One, And Ill Tell You Something, If I Was Told to Sacrifice Them to Prove My Devotion to God, If I Was Told To Do What All Monotheists Are Told To Do and Admire the Man Who Said, Yes, Ill GUT MY KID to Show My Love of God I Would Say.. NO, FUCK YOU Spiritual Tests and Heart burns Life Is a School Aint No Wrong Turns In order to Know Truth You Gotta Choose The Right Terms We Doomed To Fail But Hell is a Class With Lessons That You Must Learn The Soul Must Earn Strips To Become God-Like If You Aint On The Cross You Aint Christ The Cross Meaning Being a 4 Way Being All Seeing Overstanding Being All, Becoming One, Being Life With Opposites and Duality, Aint No Wrong and Right Good and Evil are Equal Forces The Difference is Sight Before Light Separated From Darkness There Was No Eye For Day and Night The Gods Are Above That Cause They Have Spire Insight To See From The Highest Perspective A God is a Consciousnesses Collective Channeling Forces of Different Energies In Formation Forming Lifeforms With Psycho Genetic Memories Spiritual Codes You Cant Read Without Psychic Abilities Before The Satanic Matrix Speech Communication Was Telepathy Your Definition of Logic Is Insanity We All Life In Human Form, Theres No Humanity Every Soul Has a Nature, At The Core We Closer to The Creator Embracing The Bond and The Connection Makes the Spirit Greater The Only Law is The Cosmic Law, Theres No Other Law Maker The Anti Nature is The Only Law Breaker Life is a Giver.. Yeah.. Death is The Taker Decode 010 and 101, My Point is Direct Like Laser The 24th Letter Doing You a Favor, The Codes I Break Are Major I Hide My Mathematical Equations Like Inmate Hiding a Sharp Razor Its My Destiny To Go Through The Flames Eventually Like Rolling Papers X is Inter Dimensional Not a Freak of Nature Its Unquestionable If Spirits are Real Ask The Rasta;s from Jamaica How It Feels To Smoke Herbs and Speak to The Trees In the Forest I Got The Keys like Horus, Left No Room for a Hook Cause Theres No Need to Repeat the Chorus One is Deep The Other is Shallow, Bruce Lee and Chuck Norris

Worldly eye is a worldly view Open up your eye and see the view Jak mówił mi wiewióra po polsku otwórz oczy Tak nudzi sie depresji dziura Otrzy to prorocy Daja pomocy po nocy w dzien mocy Medytacji zloty w medytacji złoty Ziomek to wszechświat tu przypadku nie ma to nie sloty Proszę cie spróbuj grzyby Noszę je jak voo doo ryby Ha lucyna, otwiera trzecie oko i zawieszke odpina Nie kupisz tego używając swego pina Z astralną wizją zasady uginam Z nahalną pizdom sznurek ucinam Słuchaj maga ja tu wpadam Kush i xanax Ja mam laga Moja saga Rap i raga Sap i gadaj Weż spierdalaj

Tempted by the sins of life, the pleasures of lust With wild imaginings that you cant discuss Oh, the flesh is weak, its a struggle for peace Its a daily conflict between man and beast We strive for God and a better tomorrow Still suffering from the unforgettable sorrow Repent from thy sins, son and walk ye straight Stop talking all that trash boy and talk ye straight Afflicted by the pressures of life at every vital point Still, I wouldnt give an oint Or flinch an inch or pitch a pinch Off the pie or every try to try your wench Confronted by the devil himself and stay strong You think you can take the King now meet Kong Strong as the base of a mountain, theres no counting How many MCs have sprung from our fountain Fifty thousand year process to make this combination Im not giving mine away to Satan Although I know that hes awaiting To get a hold of my biochemical equation Ima slip him son, Ima dip him, son When I catch the drop on him, Ima clip him, son Fifty thousand year process, to make this combination 99 elements, biochemical manifestation Im not giving mines away to Satan Although, I know that hes awaiting Ima slip him son, Ima dip him, son When I catch the drop on him, Ima clip him, son Bet ahk, straight to the head with the pet rock At least til I can get from out this booth, its like a sweat box Trade a few bars of head nodding, throw us a stack Pay him and its sewed up like thread and bobbin bonus pack Invest in the first B-boy kid show Live off skid row with jive talking negros He wear his beard like a frizzly haired grizzly And kept his appearances exquisitely rare, where is he? Is he in the backyard or on your front porch Or standing in the corner of the club with the blunt torched Youre soft, they say he rhyme like he starving And sold odds and bodkins to old gods and goblins Golly, Im just a pest and your worst best friend Who mend and rip space-time fabric like polyester blend Not a hobby for no knobby-kneed lesser men Or sloppy like the rest of them, they probably need estrogen Yo, yo, drunk or sober, son, dont lose your composure Semi off the Remy, mixed with Henny, Moet demi Underneath the passenger seat, son, tuck the semi Israeli issued automatic black pistol The cop with the flashlight chew gum as he whistle Tapped on the glass, roll it down fast License, registration addressed to your lab They made insurance, the reason why I pulled you over Cuz the way you were swerving, sir, you cant be sober Have you been drinking? Breathe into the breathalyzer Get out the car, please, follow this exercise, sir Put one finger on your nose, now from heel to toe Walk in a straight line, ten paces, down the road My homeboy Kano, used to do the mashed potato Or cartwheels and then spin out like a tornado They used to chase him, right; but son, he would always shake em Then come and puff bowls and make beats inside my basement Drunk or sober, never lose your composure Stress on the brain cause pain and stomach ulcers If you cant understand, then come closer We civilized the uncivilized like we supposed to Drunk or sober, never lose your composure Mic in your hand, black man stand as a soldier Stress on the brain, cause pain and stomach ulcers If you cant understand, then come closer

See ive been waiting for the right time please show me a sign/ I checked your horoscope and it said you should be mine/ Im saying that youre fine, and all the other terms/ Im tryna get to know you so we have a lot to learn/ Im knowing that youre special and you probably feel the same/ Youre blushing hiding feelings but i aint tryna play no games/ These other dudes are trouble, theyre lacking better humour/ Forget your past problems I can be your better future/ Ive had my eye on you but im not the stalking type/ I try to show you signs between the lines that i write/ Ive set the record straight, how much longer do i wait/ Im diggin you more than heads be diggin through the crates/ Lets get to know eachother girl there really aint no rush/ So we can take our time cause im tryna earn your trust/ No matter what you are, scorpio or gemini/ We can be a match together girl just show me a sign/ Virgo scorpio what do you know __________________________ Taurus in the house with my aries and geminis Light it up blow it to the sky One love my aquarius and pisces _______________________________ I pay attention to the signs around me... from the sky x4 Approaching different known to keep it kinda distant/ I really dig your vibes never knew that you existed/ Im showing interest, tryna give you what youre missing/ Comfortable and chillin with a man thats on a mission/ I know you get approached hearing all type of game/ Every dudes the same, talk simple and plain/ Got that same routine playing like a movie scene/ Im tryna flip the script, play the king and youll be queen/ Dreams of being by your side truly caught my eye/ Im hoping you reply to the words in the rhyme, cause I/ Know we make a match, simple as that/ I know theyre saying things about me but lets stick to the facts/ Its more than rap, its passionate lyrics over the breaks/ Im hoping youll relate, do whatever it takes/ See i can hit you with a line time _____ defined/ But id rather take action girl just show me a sign/

Feel it in my veins when you feel it in my wrist Feel it in my veins when you feel it and you flip Feel it in my veins when you feel it and you’re sick Feel it in my veins when you feel the twitching so dismissve Go get Need to win it Where’s my pendant I always end it They barely breathing No oxygen Wait That didnt rhyme Shit I love to write bars till the fucking beat drops I love to write bars till the fucking beat stops Your blade aint as sharp as the tip of my tongue LA is where I’m at South central where im from Sense that aggression Let that shit build up Tank full of anger Yeah that bitch filled up Damn go ahead Now I step on the gas Damn im possessed Now im stuck with the mask Life’s a canvas but im painting with my hands My shit’s halfed ass Wait That’s a lie I’m tryna catch buzz But im not in the hive Bumblebee in real life When I roll out you die I dont even try But i stay fucking cold I’d melt your barbie ass But everybody has bro Get it That was stupid Fuck it Why jab when you ain’t gonna hit back Why jab when your music always gets smacked Get a check But we knew you’d never get that I’m a keep it fast This is just a recap Why am I always trying to stab at the corpse Leave them on your door Resting inna porch There ain’t no point in me even doing this shit anymore Why the fuck i still do it I’m a just keep to myself Keep doing you Bitch imma do me Keep doing you Bitch imma flow free Four wounds on my chest Call me bruce lee Direct an X Put your head on a spike like lee See how i speak See how i see Chop up the beat Cuz i could never weave Wanna go ham but these pigs ain’t clean Chop them up Sauce them up I guess there’s a lot of us Gotta bust Lost the rust Shit Who’s on top of us From the heart but we start at the roots like chakras Damn take it eazy When i duz it Always keep the syllables coming in dozens Fuck it what a ruckus Bitch i’m up to something

Wrapped, Packaged Pleasing to the eye Advertised, Brainwashed Youre ready to buy Want not need Consumer greed Dont know where it came from And dont really care As long as theres more As long as its there Everyone has one Why havent I? Saw it on TV Just gotta buy! Want not need Consumer greed

Moneys the motivation Count currencies on occasion Im spacing and pacing back and forth Sober mind racing Adjacent to this greatness Ill make a case for my tape And in case youre thinkning of facing Im undefeated unchanging Got Mona Lisa jaw hanging These crooked teeth dont have braces Counting out on the couch I think its time to make some changes And basically what Im sayings a come-up is being arranged You know- browse my flows; Anthony Davis couldnt save it My homies lurk in the places that leave your face on the pavement Outrageous mama dont recognize you, crazy what Im saying Enslavement to the cake is damnation When your capers failing- racing and you end up dead facing your dead faces I fill the pistol with the lead of the pencil All-white Annies on my feet rest in peace to temple I spit that inflammation Ill enlarge your lymph nodes An uncommon ascent? Im from godly descent Kid dont know how to act Used to stand outside of class no interact but just to rap In fact, I used to bug the teachers Always talking about the difference between hooks and features It was books or speakers They was hating; I was cooking ethers The shook recieve them Success that I took? Forseen it Strike at the heart of the fakers The cards on the table The hearts that Ive taken are lost in the matrix The kid is amazing Pay me

Im going brazy im going crazy Your momma hate me but im chilling cause im busy drilling a hole in your ceiling Waves are strong the audio make a nigga run cardio This aint no game no mario Sorry hoe i dont remember B-day its the g-day 5th of september Want in on profit plus? you not a member Remember my name when i pop off the game Finna get lame niggas on me like a glue stick Depressed niggas be obsessed with acoustic You aint listening to the bars you listening to the music Am i not amusing? Niggas using tactics to end me but you end up losing You aint listening you hearing Flow so fast; im a different entity, a different being Niggas looking at me weird like they sightseeing Niggas be agreeing that im a goat Im too hot cant touch the ground i just float This shit my tunnel vision When i speak you shut up and listen Me and you are in different divisions My precision and consistency got these rappers miserably listening And witnessing the great that is I To all my dead niggas fly high Working from august to july No rest no sleep Work so hard i might end up deceased So i pop a xan abroad with a few broads comitting treason I wake up in the fall its ends season I do this shit for no reason But if i were asked for my reasoning It would be to get insta whores at my crib in the evening While they lay down recieving my dick up they ass With a blunt on my lip, mad gas Hand the mic over trash we need to wrap this shit up fast I been sharp my whole life Til life stabbed me in the gut and sharpened a whole knife Movin with the Money Gang herd like some bisons Im here to fight shit, one two, K.O., Mike Tyson You dont write your lyrics you just bite shit I aint here to fuckin bite shit Im here to unload a weapon And leave the whole building in silence, in silence Lights out and everybody start to scramble I got a guard to watch the guard to watch the guard that holds the candle, hollup And thats somethin you cant handle Fuck with Profit, get manhandled Cut the training wheels off of a little kids tricycle Its ironic how life is, a fuckin hot icicle Fuck the internet, Imma do it by the book There aint no such things as halfway crooks, I mean If your gonna load a gun you might as well shoot it Add that to the list of things I done thats stupid Somebody with nothing to lose is fuckin scary If Im Clint Eastwood, you can call me Dirty Harry

Yo We all live but... Nobody Else Dies right... Yoooo! Mac with a sideways 8 I keep it 100 That mean ya boy be rapping And never fake Yeah She pulled up at 8 on a Friday I was a Junior and had a Senior coming to my place My bros was giving me props like a movie Hoping tonight That the ball would roll like a movie Groovy Like Metal Fingers produced it I had the sauce But I finally had a chance to use it She texted me first so I wasnt gone lose Or maybe I was mistaken I got dressed and she was in the living Talking to my mother and pops About her plans for college Tryna get scholarships locked Looking as fine as cherry blossoms Mixed chick with curly locks Like.. Damn I really pulled a dime and its a crime 10 out 10 I really did it alone this time But after the small talk We decided to talk small We hit the road like jack And headed to the mall My moms like be back by 11 And be safe Im like Mama Im with her ima be straight We made it We parked And we walked to the theatre Im tryna keep it low But its follow the leader And I end up running into some other seniors Im like... Nigga I dont see you Im tryna move in silence Keep it 100 like Trikru We walked by and now I got control Like the WiiU And I dont wanna be you She taken my pride Paid for both of our tickets like I wanna see you And I wanna see you too I got a 10 on my side And Im looking hella coo These niggas got 9 and they tryna shoot Quit messing with these thugs And get a guy thats true Because I guarantee Theyll end up dead or in the ICU So we head inside and get our seats And its sweet I put my arm around her and we fall asleep like We wake up and the credits is showing like a transcript Im staring at her like... You too fine to be from Kansas She cracking up like Im actually hilarious Taurus and Sagittarius The ball rolling and Im not carrying Marrying? Nah But Im thinkin We can sing like Selena When we linkin on the weekend Thats not the point Lets getting to eating So we pull up the restaurante I tell her She not paying for She like boy... Not today Im independent like July 4th The only time you paying game Is when you balling on the court Im like whatever Get it together Im hungry like birds catching worms in stormy weather We sit down at the table And people think we together Im just hoping that I can keep it together Just check the signs Its obvious infinity is forever So when I get it i try to never say ever We order our food And then we leave like.... Together Im tryna gather some balls Like tether And the Corniest Bar Award Goes to... Mac Infinity! For his line in... This is a date right? But nobody ever Taught me how to date right So when she dropped me off at my house at midnight I didnt know that I was supposed give her a kiss Alright?

Never seen anyone fresher Im alone on this island Yall put me under pressure But Ill come out a diamond Im not afraid to go toe to toe with the Giants Knock them all off and prove that they lying Cause they think they got the seat When really it belongs to Zeke Hottest nigga on the East But Im from Las Vegas Making hits on a daily basis Only 17 but achieving greatness Im checking shit off Im getting sick with my flows I think I have a cough I glow and Im boutta blow So Im young but going for the top So until I get there I will not stop And Ill knock off anyone above me Till Im bymyself all I see is me Till Im bymyself all I see is Zeke So they can try and hate Doesnt make me less great So Im always straight I aint never late but I just wait Cause yo boy is patient Im my own agent Yall on some evil shit Ill call you satan But we all about love As for the hatred I had enough Cause Id rather talk about real stuff Than rap about some junk So yall flow trash Mine is world class Like Michael phelps If you stay true to yourself And keep it real it does help So Ill spill all of my thoughts Til the whole world applauds They love my songs call me Cupid I got verses so ill its just stupid Future looking really solid I feel like Ill get everything I wanted So Ill go outside spoil myself Come back in looking like wealth Yo boi looking like wealth So when they talk about the team Im like a shitty barber, I cant fade it Cause I just hate it Like who is you to talk about the team We the niggas chasing our dreams My team tryna get Zeke on the scene My team tryna get Zeke on the scene My shit flows like wu tang cream Im one ambitious ass teen With a dream to be iconic Like Hakeem The Dream throwing up lobs to Kareem Im on my way to the top dont intervene I be going so hard this shits obscene Work like this never been seen You never seen anyone fresher Im alone on this island Yall put me under pressure but Ill come out a diamond

Jake: “Haha, yeah…I’m just getting a little bored is all. All these cars of monsters are kind of all the same…it’s a little boring.” Finn: “Oh c’mon, it’s fun! Just one more car, cmon. C’mon man, c’mon!” Jake: “Alright, just one more… Now dont you think its all the same, cause I swear its all the same But I know you’re not here anymore So dont tell me youve not changed, cause I know were not the same But I know Im not here anymore Days gone by, weeks are farther Its been a month and a half since Ive talked to my father Call from my brother, wondering how I was Better question is who, why, just because Lately, I got fate on my mind If Ill be fine when I hit 29 Will I ever find that lady, one day well share a baby Im fantasizing all the time, for all I know you hate me Rue the whirl, I got to rule the world Gotta flip it on its axle and make it twirl And make spring fall in an instant Im not here to crush it homie, here to mince it I wonder if its going according to plan Would the little boy approve of the man I am Still a boy at heart, time began to move Me to another state of mind Im starting to lose Think I lost the old me when I started to rhyme But samurais still guide these thoughts sometimes I could reminisce, about the times I got picked last Or the bliss before the rhymes when I started to get fast Started to run, onwards and upwards Started to flow too, oh hey what up words Yes they can hardly understand him, the rambling man mangling verses And anything that hes handling Oh I guess I’m getting serious, sincere, trapped in bars like Sirius Demented and pretentious, yeah youre hearing this A bit too psycho, naw its cool I’m feeling this Yeah this Psychonaut’s not all for naught Im riding waves so nautically, harmonically, methodically Robotically So wave your goodbyes, but dont you dare cry Gotta get out of these transit walkway walklines Change the Murray movies, try to watch the Moonrise Life’s an adventure, high time I found it Instead of always staying Grounded Time to think of something, think of nothing Think of something literal, less hyper-hypocritical The crux of it all, just me this fall Just me last fall, I’m adjusting is all Think I’ll risk this? Im half-joined like meniscus Thoughts and words measured out to microliters lick split Oh shit, I slipped quick, monotony in spirit Little in the chamber, hey you wanna clear it? No I’d rather not, I’m done with faking thought I’m done being tired and these things that I’m not See it feels so hard, to go so hard Wake up in the morning just to see these scars The maligned Mensa mind’s just aligning the spine In thoughts and deed as we proceed or rewind And design, divine a simple blind move Thinking hey, maybe then finally I’d find you But who do we use, are we reused Composted, posted up, and plastered The disaster is letting fear become the actor or master You dont move quick, youre letting time move faster now Jack: “Cannot fight it…not alone. Cannot do it alone…” Jack’s Mother: “You are not alone, my son. We are always with you.” Jack’s Father: “Your castle is strong, my son.” Jack’s Mother: “Your allies are many.” Jack’s Father: “Wield what lies within, and reclaim what is yours. Break the siege of darkness.

Lyrical prospect, youll get wrecked over any of my cassette decks Bout to flip a motherfucker over his head like a Tech Deck I read through all the bullshit that you talking like a sonogram Grab your head and DDT you to the mat like Billy Graham Its hard to ignore the horrorcore when burst through the door cause i bring more heat to stoners than Prop 64 I spit enough hot shit to dry out a cotton swab, Ill grill a nigga on the track like a shish kabob Pull out the heater now i got them niggas running, they dont know who done it cause i cut squares down like Reginald Punnett I snap on the beat like i was a spastic, release a song and then i break the internet like it was made of plastic From the city where every block is a crime scene and only the vigilant know the citizens from the dope fiends so we drown out all our sorrows with ounces of weed and Hennessey, the combination makes our eyes bleed I went in crossed-eyed and then i started blowin head in the booth and run on the track like Jesse Owens Decipher the beat and get down to the nitty-gritty, I crack the lyrics like Bobby and blow the track like Whitney Spread on the beat like a diameter, got enough rhyme schemes to make Dr. Seuss look like an amateur Thats just the way it goes, got no love for hoes, I take their hearts then i play with them and knock em down like dominos Stray away from rap cliches, started smoking and lost my mind in a cloud of Super Lemon Haze Murder to excellence and I leave bare to no witnesses, split more wigs than Disney princesses Murdering MCs gives me pure enjoyment, I raise the stakes higher than black unemployment My lyrical prose and rhyme styles too much to break, because my flow is tougher than a two dollar steak Punch holes in walls with more punishment than Gas Drawls, I keep the faith in MCs like Luther Vandross The Silver Face Villain back to make a killing and leave a death trail with absolutely no feeling

As I’m confronted by assailants, I won’t implement evasion I put my steady faith in all the basis of creation Barricaded within Satan’s camp of concentration Yet I break the chains- spirit chasing liberation Live in deliberation, and the deeper in the city The dimmer faces, I’m seated lingering Platform train station resonating a prayer To my God, my creator, to deliver the nation From the whip, slave ship, and the minimum wages Similar alliteration the be vaguely related The innovation with wordplay I’m displaying Meaningless without taking the lesson I’m conveying Relay it to the streets, from the children to the veterans But when they hear the message, the response is always negative I take my lecture back- I try my best to better it ‘Cause when I rap Christ, there’s a much lesser attentiveness So even though they may refuse to have a listen to the testaments I’m praying that my message will be played in every tenement Not unto my benefit, but God is my objective I want the world to see the clarity in my perspective And though my enemies will persecute and disrespect it I’ll turn the other cheek no matter how much I’m rejected Although I’ll lose my body, through his blood that I’m protected No weapon formed against me- I’ll die to represent it No method formed against me- I’d rather be beheaded Although I’ll lose my body, it’s through his blood that I’m protected I’ll turn the other cheek no matter how much I’m rejected Even though my enemies will persecute and disrespect it I want the world to see the clarity in my perspective Not unto my benefit, but God is my objective I’m praying that my music will be played in every tenement I’m spreading Christ’s message- so I’ll deliver it with emphasis To see the people partner regardless of their complexion Cradled by the arms of the Maker up in the heavens When everything is helpless, while you’re lost in the deception I’m asking that you comprehend that Christ will be your exit No matter your direction or the sins that you’ve committed The lyrics of the Holy Spirit giving you forgiveness When everybodys failed you, with nobody to stay true His cross and nails prove that your burdens will be lifted Christian is a title- what matters is that you live it It’s more intricate than just the words that you be spitting The life that you be living- it’s more than a religion My purpose on this planet is this, so listen in: To grow in Christ’s knowledge, and to handle the truth Reaching unity in faith, and be mature in the booth To die to sin, rid of contamination And lastly is to share Christ with the nations Connected through the spirit regardless of the appearances God ain’t a thought, He’s a Love that you experience Jehovah masterpiece- we’re molded in his image Created with a purpose, not by chance or experiment I know that you be hearing it- the rhymes that I wrote And even though the world laughs, I’m clinging on this hope It isn’t easy being hated by the neighbors you know ‘Cause before I loved Christ, friends used to be close Seasons come go, we know the end is coming close If no man has my back, I’ll simply walk to it alone Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will lift up the light and battle till my last breath Until my candle is wax-less, sight is pitch blackness I’ll raise my voice with the word of God as my caption -Scream the love of Christ, so every cat can hear Until it shatters every layer of the atmosphere When the world is pitch black, every cat can hear The voice of the Anak, and his rap is clear God be all the glory, my passion sincere This is Rogue Rap for Christ, new life begins here

Give me a little bit, a little bit Just a little bit, or a lot Pieces of the dream that I pick up in my mind Is not blind, of our love Everyday when I look into your brown eyes I get high, on our love I, I get high, look in your, brown eyes I get high-iiiiiiii-iiiiiii-iiiiiigh Higher, higher, hi-igher, -igher -igher, -i-igher, higher, you make me higher I fly I fly I fly up high I fly - take me there, I fly - take me there I fly

Ariiteeeeee, shout out the nigga J-Yance Yo before I start this joint off, though Random disclaimer: this aint about nobody in particular So nobody should take offense. Just let that thing ride out Aritteeeeee? Never sweat it or regret it, move on and forget it Music gets me high, got me feeling lightheaded Tight with it, lines go over your head Not talking about leaving when I say a got a jet Thats an F-18, I can fly you out the states So baby, can I bust like the guy that battled Cool J In 98? I meant to say bust a rhyme Or whatever you want, you looking mighty fine Act ridiculous if you get lascivious But dont tell anybody if we get intimate She asked me, Baby, why not? Why blow up my spot cuz we both got hot? Thats TNT and C4, they see me they want more One me, I seen a thousand yous before Everything youve said, Ive already heard it Dont ACT perfect, composite aint a 36 Worthless, loose lips sink ships And Im like, What a waste like a chick with big hips When I rap, she be biting her lips She said she wanna nail me like the homie on the crucifix I decline and get about my business Then she says our heart are in sync like dishes Says she wanna cuff me, she wanna be my misses I say no, but then she smothers me with kisses Shes crazy, I aint gonna reconsider Aint talking bout sex when I say I wanna hit her Im lying, Im not really violent But shes a groupie and shawty be wylin I dont wanna be mean or act ugly I rather be in VIP, popping bubbly Every days a blessing, every day Im lucky I know I made it when Rosario hugs me And I dont even mean disrespect But sometimes you gotta keep these chicks in check You think shes yours, but its on to the next Then she turn t-shirt and give the whole crew neck Damn Super, my man Ariteee?

Yo the grain I go against it like a slave boat in Memphis The stage show’s electric and my late flow is Netflix Mindframe is overzealous my main goal is to get it Paid flows collecting pesos from angels and devils With music ill never settle Set the bar at higher levels Bang it out like heavy metal Verbally express my mental Through verses written with pencil While others trace it like stencil I exercise on instrumentals Lyrically I’m presidential And now the rents due you gotta pay the piper I was in the gym putting in work like the greatest fighters Po and Skeezo bring it to whoever claim the nicest Before the righteous I was slap boxing with lifers Doing pull ups in the yard With da gods in the cypher Build with Osiris And dropped gems So heavy its priceless You moving like us A Cookie cutter of illest writers But You a biter like 97 my ears on fire Napoleon & skeezo Like clockwork Step in the square Get your mic broke And feelings hurt Pursue the passion With the rapping Now let’s get it cracking What they talking We been walking So we bring the action The sharpest dagger Wit the swag of a pastor Poker face stay straight See i move like a master Spray the place Beat laced We some actual rappers You an actual actor Acting like you a trapper Regardless you just a corny recording artist we just corner the market Bookers ain’t calling you they calling you garbage Polly like Gorbachef handling beef like Stroganoff Fly to Bogota while you screaming the most you can get close But no cigar you overloading bars trying to act lyrical Shit is laughable they love you first as soon as you pass em That’s when they mad at you always been a hustler You always been a buster anything I ever utter’s better Than what you can muster Certified lines Hook sinker Roll with sharp thinkers The bait heavy like steak Chase the beef get laid to sleep your shorty on my meat No pardon how i speak I’m from the street Hard for me to be discrete While you sucking like leech For some likes on the “Book” like stripper chicks I make em melt from getting too close to the son like Icarus I’m on some different shit building with knowledge wisdom and wealth Why ask another man if you can just get it yourself… nah mean

Music is the wet point Music is the future Music is the wet point of the future Up in them 5-star tellies saying two mic rhymes Be them average MCs of the times Unlike them, we craft gems So systematically inclined to pen lines Without saying the producers name all over the track Yeah I said it! What you need to do is get back To reading credits, we them medics Alphabetically stuck on that English Now quit now before we pour That sure shot pure rock co.kane flow From the top of the key for 3 -- Villain! Been on in the game as long as he can wheelie a Schwinn Turn the corner spinning, bust that ass and get up Dust off the mask, whoever laugh give him a head up He got jumped, it pumped his adrenaline He said it made him tougher than a bump of raw medicine To write all night long, the hourglass is still slow Flow from Hellborn to free power like LILCo And still owe bills, pay dues forever Slay youths when it comes to whos more cleverer Use to wore a leather goose V with a fur collar And charged a fee for loose leaf words per dollar Ya heard? Holler - broad or dude, we need food Eat your teams for sure, the streets sure seem rude For fam like the Partridges, pardon him for the mix-up Battle for your Atari cartridges or put your kicks up Its a stick up The elements are airborne, I smell the success Sacrifice mics and push drugs to these rappers Puff ponies til I turn blue in the lips Sipping broads like 7-Up so refreshing I finger pop these verses like first dates The birthdates September 2-1, 1-9, 6-8 Too old to rhyme, too bad, too late Now woah Now woah What is goin on?

This is, your captain speaking We will land in about 40 mins from now So sit back, and suffer in turbulence Cant get this high without my permission Aint got supplies to land this distance Either got bars or you speak that real shit Ether one song but you albums missing Im trynna out rap my last track Raised in a place, where real bars get whipped at Its jenga, pull one and your whole block goes down This a battleground where askals hound, hear two sounds Me hittin you and you landin the floor Unconscious these bars grilling you raw You boxed in aint no hotshot can deliver Crumpled paper ran out of ink and all jammed up Lines aint even straight without stanzas Only eating rappers for breakfast I spat eulogies to they families Flip the message Spit at their grave, to hear each sentence Done with phony fans cause, they aint receptive Get your wig pushed back slump Fake hair, wait too political Fuck it Donald Trump, aint trynna be subliminal Dig deep in rap just to find minerals Cant get this high without my permission Aint got supplies to land this distance Either got bars or you speak that real shit Ether one song but you albums missing I control the world with my thumb to destroy Crushing ants A to B bout to blow in this Game, boy Yall aint ready skills grow And these words scar overtime like a Keloid Your hand shaking on the pad no light at the end Carpal Tunnel, want me to stumble but Following a psycos path Think Training Day instead its a blood bath Watch the shotty blast while the cops raid your stash Familys house full a gas, throw a fucking match and I shoot at it with a rambo gat More corleone than Simba advanced gun, Galactica I done fired more people this season than a manager Think they dead grab the ecg Cant get this high without my permission Aint got supplies to land this distance Either got bars or you speak that real shit Ether one song but you albums missing

If I die tomorrow please play this at my funeral/ I’m higher than the ozone this is just the usual altitude Wether I be in or out of school Breathe in and out keep yo cool that’s how I do How I move is similar to an uzi Bust off and spray blaze roaches like an oz a day My flow be on cane cause I’m a bout blow But for the moment I’m low and opponents are hoping I will fall Always stay tripping never fall in abyss You just stall I’m the shit – number 2 I keep a number 2 just so I can insure the W When you hit fame they gonna try double you Better double back – A dub of green crack in the sac Rolling in a beem Who the fuck put this nicotine in my green Get a smack – You wanna bee queen Get a bigger buzz thats some smack Backpack full of raps Never paid attention Hope I get paid for venting I stay relentless I say whatever I want – whenever I want I’m better than ya’ll Berretta to jaw – yeah she blew it No crip unzip the file and listen to it This is music in it’s purest form Seeing unicorns from the purest form of LSD And plus that L was sweet And I think I reached the highest peaks So high I beak – never flipped a bird But I flip a couple verbs and some herb on occasion Blazing till my eyes are Asian

This aint a love song, this is shit gone wrong And Ill admit it, I wasnt even the nigga to hit it But I wanted to, wanted to show you what I was gonna do Too bad shit ended, hit me so fast felt like I got rear ended Yea Ill admit it, I made the mistake then But the keys to my heart, you aint have to take them Old white flame, not really, she was lightskin And I was trifling, I aint even gonna front And act like I dont miss her cuz I do I remember all the time I spent talking to you Didnt hang out that much, but I wasnt like that yet Is it too late to ask if I can bite that yet? And yea, shit changed after we stopped talking Again, that was my fault, I stopped frauding And realized exactly what I lost, never knew What love cost until you did that shit to me Might not have been dating literally But when you called and told me you lost it, I lost it Couldnt do the friendship anymore, but couldnt accost it So I left it alone and continued with the homegrown Shit probably warped my mind and I wasnt fine With the idea of not having you to myself Shit wasnt good for my health, at least back then If it was present day it wouldnt have happened that way But I wont fraud, yea girl I still love you Even after everything we been through And lately since we got back in touch you done Changed on me, gotta tell you, I dont like the change homie I miss the old you, not this new bravado filled bold you Heh, see how I flipped that? Old White Flame, only a real nigga Coulda did that, and yea I did get jealous see in you with new dudes But I wasnt tryna be prude and comment cuz it wasnt my place Compared to these niggas I was outta space, I let my anger get the Best of me didnt care, cuz I blocked you out from the rest of me I just seen your new twitter pop up on my TL as Im writing this Not gonna follow you though, just stay in my writing bliss Hope one day a blogger asks me about this song so I can Mention your name and you stop actin like Im just some random nigga Go figure, I dont like the feeling, not one of them niggas out here Dealing, Im getting my life straight, workin out tryna get to a nice weight Could use a nice plate of drugs with a jar of em right next to it So many new up and comers Im tryna be the next to do it So girl while im sitting here writing this song I hope one day Ill get to right my wrongs And Im probably labeling myself as too much Of a screw up, but thats an affect of love Old white Flame

Yahzee Yall motherfuckers Yall mother fuckers ,yall motherfuckers make my stomach ache Cuz yall to sweet like now and laters,yall here now but never here later Yall niggas checking who checking for you,but nobody checking for you You growing old in the school of new school Better gather ya soul and use it as a new tool Cuz im playing pool with ya boys and i already hit two outta eight One out of four of yall niggas wasnt ready like yall aint runnin without the weight What more can i say All i want to say is im doing a sound check 2 Yahzee and kellz doing a sound check Bouta kill this shit man Looking for yall niggas check check Yahzee Yall here talking like yall been here for awhile Yall here talking like you setting a new style Im here not talking and im outta breath Bcuz im tryna show out from my bigger shadows ,like my name was seth I aint jacking im the best yet But im tryna be the best yet Dont play with me before i make you meet ya death bed You know what i said YOU CAN MEET YA ACCLAIMED MAKER IN THE DEATH BED But thats all Im Gone Nigga Kellz Yahzee Gone, So Now Its Kellz Here, Bum Niggas Asking For $1s Like Im Welfare. We Original, We Started Our Own Wave. We Legends We Need Our Own Page. When It Come To The Hatred I Just Block These Niggas Out & Just Like A Picture.. I Crop These Bitches Out Cause They All Love You, When You Get The Millions Out. I Got A Lot Of Pain & Idek How To Take It Out. Im A Youngin & All I Wanna Do Is Make It Out. I Wanna Have Stars Over My Head, Im Finished & Dont Ever Let My Bars Over Your Head

When I was 14 I came across a pizza shop ”New York style” that shit was topped with the lot That image spawned an idea that damn near changed my life Big Apple apartment eating pizza watching Family Guy Since then I’ve been thinking of this reality late at night Turned 17 and now I wanna see this girl I really like West side ho, heartbroken so I don’t wanna go Now I’m 19 and I’m still down for New York though Obsessed with American culture since day one I hope next year I’m strapped with enough dough so my friends can come My older brother took me to the candy store last summer Bought twinkies and snickers that were peanut butter Dropped $70 on sugar you can bet your ass I did Running around the store crazy like a little kid ’Cause homie you know even spiders have dreams I’ve been thinking about this day since I was 14 Even Spiders have Dreams you know what it is These ideas came to me when I was just a kid I hope I can achieve these before long after my teens Even Spiders have Dreams, Even Spiders have Dreams Ay yo When I was 15, an insect ate my hand Before long I was running around telling everyone Eminem’s the man Early style Marshall and I are synonyms Calling every asshole and dickhead I see that they’re feminine Refuse to expand my taste but thank god I did Listening to other artists like ‘Yo this dude’s the shit’ If my top 3 were the Avengers then I want to hit the big time I know to get there it’s gonna be a steep climb But I’ma keep at it, I’ll try to do my best Kanye West, Tyler the Creator and King Kendrick Those the type of motherfuckers you don’t wanna mess with For the past 4 years I’ve been behind the mic just testing Music for my friends, music for therapy Music I dropped for my year group but none for my family I want to tour with the homies appear on talk shows It might 1, 5 or 10 years who knows I know for a fact I’m more confident now than I’ve ever been I’m gonna unleash a side of me no one has never seen Now I don the mask to help achieve my dream I’ve been thinking about this day since I was 15 Hahahahahahaha....You serious?

Accordion Depressions been resting on my soul for like a minute now Someone please put the Glock to my top click blow Bullet going through my cerebral cortex It could be the end of me trapped in a spinning vortex My own smile is something I haven’t even seen for a while Only a permanent frown as I Drown in my own tears of a clown Finding comfort in the darkness Event that have transpired have fractured my thought process Trying so hard to heal but I’m making no progress It’s too late for Phillip he’s become more heartless Maybe when I fall people will actually care Even the ones who betrayed me would wish they were actually there That seems to happen a lot these days The second they’re hear you’re dead you’ll just get more plays Getting your heart trampled and stomped on by a female But wait for my mixtape if you want more detail All I do Fantasize about my own death I don’t have much to lose i got nothing else left Maybe when I’m deceased I will actually find peace That would be better than being tuck in a constant state of grief I’m only 21 I can’t give up now There’s like 10 people that I need to make proud Can’t let dumb decisions from a girl be the death of me Roundhouse kicking all these demons who keep tempting me Spending every moment being haunted by my memories Up at 3am for reason breathing heavily Hopefully my heart’ll be able to beat easily And I hope you can feel what I feel through this melody Yeah Slip like Freudian in your first and last step to playing your like an accordion

Midnight capers Like a tootsie pop How many licks to the center More than she could cop Props, with the whiskey Twist shit, spits is thick Extra nips n bit a bit Dont cut it like clicky click Quick, close the tabs Shit, sixty-nine open Cut it off like slabs Grab it daily like itchin crabs Snitchin stabs Tell it up, a circlejerk Hurlin whackin turks Smirkin over a clerks work Smilin in your face Rilin memories of a place Where she jerked Id off Call it inception at the bates Or the gates of hell Standin mates is broke as well Chokin on rumors, you set sail For gettin tail Or some fire sale Hang me up with a tie Break it off like you Ruin lifes, I grew too nice Try to keep a floatin ship Leakin hull, sunken shit Ends meet like tongue to blood filled Wounds Tell the crew its been brewed Ruin relationships Like Ids all you wanna do I thought there was a friendship Lend shit with no fits Met a not friend chick And you signed off on the check Ill call it bullshit Cause you head over heels For a dude that truth spit Thats nasty as ugly sweater knit Or better yet I could give you proof You talked me through the roof And then yanked me like a tooth Go ahead, tell the town Wear the crown, a dancin clown With more lies than politicans This the last round

Hes omnipresent, like the king of soul Hes underrated like Hendrix But he still loves rock and roll Splittin image of the inner self of his father Walking upon a path, searching for Hakuna Matata Often misunderstood and assumed to be shallow Hes just ahead of his time with the heart of a pharaoh Mind of a scientist applying it to the art form Hip hop, the unexplainable phenomenon As the world turns, his insight grows to the planet earth to enlighten with flows And who knows? He might change the course Put a stop to disagreeable force And bring it back to the source of innocence Before labels tinker with the penmanship And Before radio gave substance to censorship Before journalism was overpopulated Way before the Apprenticeship has been outdated So patiently he awaited his chance To break the masses outta the trance to curse the land Studied the blueprint of the industry through many sleepless nights Only to gain the information that would burst the plan Soon to be recognized for his great efforts Had dreams of starting a distribution company and focusing on a death wish But he aint care walk with the strut of a warrior Reflections of the most high through the shields of his cornea Living the art of peace daily with visions of Gandhi And goes to organize the masses like movements of Magnificent brother robbed it natural like Steve Harvey Hated by nice few, loved by many, his essence is Godly Heard rumors of his crew falling off, no not hardly They want legacy like Bob Marley, living far beyond the Expectations of some corporate A and R Speaking the tongues talk bout how hes gon make them all stars I look at life from an outside perspective, gainin new objectives Updating the methods, knowing who and where ya are and represented I spit til they roll the credits, a rhyme analyst I look at life from an outside perspective, gainin new objectives Updating the methods, knowing who and where ya are and represented I spit til they roll the credits, a rhyme analyst Inhale, inhale, inhale, influence Inhale, inhale, inhale, exhale He packs pro-black thoughts with distortion of static See it was written like the sophomore efforts of Illmatic Pulling perfection out his mind, his mind is a stuggle to lease He had the worlds and the power to get the President impeached For any king denounced from his throne Some of us say he had more influence than the pope in the city of Rome But the music, so many heads got it and lose it, abuse it Hes one of the chosen few known to use it The youth refused it at first, then he spoon-fed the babies Now they all in tunes with his rhymes and its all gravy Father never sell his soul, no if ands or maybes Blew four thousand and eighty, his companys still shady But they cant stop him, he does the work of a shaman With the soul vision through the eyes of Ra, known as Amun He used to love her back when she had sense like common Now he cant really trust her cus she always lyin man Supply and demand, what a forced reality But still, in awe, he always hold it down like gravity Same essence, same man, new formula, different strategy The rulers back so just call him your majesty I look at life from an outside perspective, gainin new objectives Updating the methods, knowing who and where ya are and represented I spit til they roll the credits, a rhyme analyst Inhale, inhale, inhale, influence Inhale, inhale, inhale, exhale

I bust bars to beats check the alliteration Mortal Kombat defeats, Tekken obliterations Is what these others will face if they get in my way Tryna stop my shine with all that mental precipitation Your brains a little watered down from the fakeness That garden hose-like mind needs a little greatness Rinse it out, let Chef Ren serve you up a plate From my lyrical buffet and fatten your mind state 3000 calories per day is what Im serving up Its written on a page hope this satisfies your urge for lunch Now wash it down with punch, make it Hawaiian I filled the famished with food for thought with my rhymin And raps getting wack now I made perfect timing An example for the youth when Im in the vocal booth I blurt these words out, through the gap in my mouth And Im speaking on the truth, not getting caboose Although I want some, I spit this from my heart and not my Johnson Earthquakes happen when Im A-Town stompin A-Town meaning angels not yet in coffins Wayne inspired me to rap, naa Im just joshin I turned the radio off no need for shock jockin Listened to some Sade and got to lovers rockin The opposite of bra and bottle poppin I added special herbs to the recipe to get you mecha-chompin My rhyme books like a stove top cookin up gourmet meals Forget the others, cuz they nothin but Foreman grills Its like bacon grease how I let my ballpoint spill Although the stoves hot, these flows give you shivers and chills Go Burr like Gucci Mane matter fact grab the fur coat off of Pootie Tang The opposite of global warming, apparently when my lips brush the pop picture rain pouring I can go all day with the braggin Shoot you with some name tags with my Don Cannons But I only got about a minute theres only one Popeye, there aint no spinach left I had to pause for a sec because Im out of breath... Oops I did it again, no Britney comparison and Im going in Less Lil Wayne, more Errol Flynn If you allergic to Ren then take some Claritin Cuz ima be around for awhile Three minutes cant even explain my difference in style Rapping means more than money to pile Cuz I can have my stacks fat yet nothing but frowns Filling my face, rappers are road runners in a paper chase Yet I take a steady pace remaining in first place Infinitely rich in self worth Im spreading messages without MSG to boost your health first Better than Boyardi, maybe even Uncle Ben Aunt Jemima aint touchin this not even Chef Marilyn Im cooking up classics better than wonton Soup aint my specialty, instead check out my melodies Musical veggies, call them Casey or celery Better than Rachel & Martha is what theyll be tellin me Check out my rhyme book in the produce aisle Rens killing hunger pains bringing vegans smiles

Once upon a time Met a shawty so fine Nice skin Fat ass But fell in love with her mind I fell in love with her soul Ok Im tripping I fell in love with her grind On and off the dance floor I fell in love with the times We shared together Looked into her eyes I told her Im here forever And if you never felt it Ill make sure you feeling special Fuck your old nigga Forget him He didnt get you Saw you hit em up but didnt text you I wont Do the same Fucking with a nickle And I call that chump change And that chump wont change But the times will Hold me down and you looking at like 5 mill And what this pint wont Time heals And when Im at a lost for words I move smooth with the rhyme skills Break a tooth If you talking loose Tighten up Get eye fills Stand tall Watch me tower Looking down on opponents Been up 6 straight For 6 hours On sick shit with no power Ironic how it seems But thats God working Blessed Shawty cold Ahhh Shawty bad as a muthafucka nigga God damn Aye man Aye she cool as shit bruh Chasey The Illest Silly niggas

Oh you really wanna be that nigga, fuck a bitch Oh you really wanna be that nigga, face a zip Oh you really wanna be that nigga, sell your soul Illuminati got a nigga rocking hella gold Been in the game so long trying to make a name Its only slavery if youre in it for the whips and chains I been cold but you niggas sleep Waking up all of the haters when they see me on the tv With a bitch whos complexion is the chocolatest Im on a roll and aint nobody gon be stopping this Im in this bitch, throwing Ls to the blue sky The winning circle you niggas didnt even qualify Got all of your bitches you niggas couldnt even satisfy Feet kicked up, just watching my dollars multiply Sneak dissers and haters Im coming straight for the cranium Came into my own and aint nobody gon be taming him Im from the city where niggas kill over Jordan sneaks And paper, paper, dollar bill is what a nigga speak Pelle Pelle, Vasques in the summer time True Religion is whats worn around the waistline Chi town Illin, Blue Line chillin Im a murderer, that Englewood killin Im so westside, but Im wild hunnid They ask me where Im from Chi City over nothing Its young Kel rich daily like the mayor Playerlistic approaches to bitches wanting my paper Super duper laced in latest sneaker drop Fuck a cop, fuck a opp, dump on any nigga spot Green superhero bout my coin like Luigi Pop up on ya lady and the top i how she greet me Ion even need to crack I got her wrapped around my index Im harder than you thought feel it all in your appendix The realest nigga on the west of the wind Dont approach me if it aint about some bread or some skins No porky rinds but a nigga rhyme like a loonie Goonie hitting licks serving out a Suzuki Foreign broads from Japan kicking shit like Kabuki She a groupie she a hoochie Stain then kick her out the hooptie Hit me up the next day im act like she never knew me Im a dog you a bitch looking for you like you Scooby Laying hands like Im Knuckles, come and get it come and tussle Im just young and getting paid flapping gums and flexing muscle Shout my niggas from the L shout my niggas from the K Shout my niggas hitting Chase cracking cards like a case Gotta get it anyway, gotta get it everyday For the love of that cheese making faces Stevie J I start my day with a J then I find a beat to slay Rich daily on the rise but this aint no easy bake nigga Im so 1994 like Im missing 23 Even in my worst season aint nobody stopping me nigga

Lights, Camera....Action! Are we ready? Are we ready? Hold up! Im the type of guy you can smell through the Ozium Theyll say hell grasp the mic and start rapping like Doodys souls in im Causing loads of sin because locked cells is where they keep my homies in Rolling holding 10s, crusing with Dan chaufferin Stop on the cops block, go through the front door openin One glance is all they need, the police is like Oh no! Its them! Clasping hands and whimpering, wont change your sentencing Dont barter me with pensioning, Satans Den Im already living in Our luck with all this stuff is shortly growing thin Its been an hour and a half and we only had forty min- Utes, time to bounce away from this unholy den This is the type of ending thats not aired on Nickelodeon At the Captians where my mac is pointing when Sonething happens rather tragic as my eyes are closing in Catastraphic, this heart of plastic has a few holes in it No more laughter, crowds and pastors is how this story ends Thats how this story ends Thats how every story ends Im the type of guy who doesnt fully button up his cardigan Im longing kin who partakes in concerts n partyin Im sparking ten geez of cess as I get a shave From a barber with Parkinsons Im farther then Ive ever been Domt bother with yall other men All the jewelry on my body, yeah Im flaunting em Cause whats the pointing of shining bright if Im-a be closeted This sudden ruckus erupted from nothing But Ill still plunder all summer til nothing is something Slapped another track, back to back with not progressing A fat lasting heart attack and it makes my will grow thin My skills you oppose but you need to stop suppressing I rap rad matter fact with room in my clique still open Im the type of guy who doesnt fully button up his cardigan Im the type of guy you can smell through the Ozium All the evil I create comes from somewhere far within And when I come around everyone already knows hes won

I aint happy, Im feeling glad I got sunshine in a bag Im useless, but not for long The future is coming on I aint happy, Im feeling glad I got sunshine in a bag Im useless, but not for long The future is coming on Its coming on, its coming on Its coming on, its coming on Method to the Madness, attitude maverick 16s malice, inflict Damage KAs land is, who the hell is Alice? Goodies and baddies, citys too savage Married to the game one calls for a family And when we get together its like Hussain... No Vodka and cranberry, rave in a Mandy House and garage, kid and candy Prince in the Palace, siblings and families Jack moves and O2, put your hands up Foul-mouthed rappers, no fucking manners Cockney rhyme and slangers, sweet Anti celebrity, anti-Britney Anti anything, anti-us Yo, yo, yo Its Gorillaz on the beat And Kano and Bashy are the illest on the street I aint happy, Im feeling glad I got sunshine in a bag Im useless, but not for long The future is coming on I aint happy, Im feeling glad I got sunshine in a bag Im useless, but not for long The future is coming on Its coming on, its coming on Its coming on, its coming on The flow is toe in, precision as an afro trim All big letters but isnt no acronym Smack the thin grin off a chin for crack smoking DDT the first bar, leave the track back broken Chrome grown men doing business with Anglo-Sax and them Lacking swing so that banjos so relaxing As the wax spin, hacking axes in the wind Pretend its just a pen, see if we can pencil em in Tense, mention men of honour fenced in Census is tens, the wheels fall off then its the end Dont get keelhauled in Villain always been, feel real genuine ballskin Not queuing at the bar Catch me at the table Treacle walks past Sweeter than maple Piercing in her navel Left school long time ago but got class, everythings tasteful I aint happy, Im feeling glad I got sunshine in a bag Im useless, but not for long The future is coming on I aint happy, Im feeling glad I got sunshine in a bag Im useless, but not for long My future is coming on Its coming on, its coming on Its coming on, its coming on My future is coming on Its coming on, its coming on Its coming on, its coming on My future is coming on Its coming on, its coming on Its coming on, its coming on My future is coming on Its coming on, its coming on My future is coming on Its coming on, its coming on My future is coming on Its coming on, its coming on My future

This is a love song that I couldnt finish I gave you the world and you acted like a menace Why did you act up all the way from start to finish Im thinking is it real cuz all your close friends did You was my princess I put the glass shoe on your foot Did whatever it took that made you look like.. Cinderella you a devil in disguise I traded up the world cuz youre an angel in my eyes I went out of my way every day Just to see dat smile covered in glaze now lets pray.. Ill never love a chick, never trust a chick Bitches really aint shit cuz they do the same shit They treat the bad guys good Good guys bad Then they act phony lookin lonely and sad like.. You hurt me to let another nigga hurt you? Isnt it ironic karma comes and hurts you too? Karma comes and hurts you too, you too Im tryna find a clue like blues clues Whos who? who you? Loves knockin at ya door like theres a connection between you like voodoo I aint takin a chance I cant do it but She could give me brain cuz we both college students Its confusing cuz I aint the type to love But if you show me you worth it then I might just hit chu up You got the face of a goddess all honesty Body of a model and I might just pop a bottle Celebrate and toast get all close what chu provoke Might happen if you let me do the things I love most.. Caress your body and my bodys your party Youre my future Ciara girl I might just go parlay get a little naughty Let me see dat Vicky secret shawty In the kitchen in the bathroom I hit it on the potty Neighbors know my name But its confidential how I beat the pussy up And I hit it on your menstrual You tryna keep the seed to keep me around But we all know thats not how its gonna go down cuz.. Im 17 I aint tryna have a kid I wanna be successful and I got my life to live These bitches crazy always tryna have a baby Put chu on child support cuz you got another lady

Ive been lonely, Ive been waiting for you Im pretending, and thats all I can do  The love Im sending aint making it through to your heart Pain, since Ive lost you, Im lost too Starting feeling like Im at the bottom like a horse shoe Sorry for the trouble that I put you and your heart through God knows that Id do anything for a part two, or to Be praying for the day you come back to me Saying that you forgive me, give me another chance Im needing it like a kidney, I dont wanna advance Give me back her hands, give me back her touch I dont ask for much, just make her forget I fucked up I know I fucked up, and I admit I fucked up But everybody fuck up, now this other kid is lucked up Tell him me and my clique gonna leave him fucked up Cause um, we were from the same place, and that same place mould her She held my thoughts down like a boulder, in return I was her soldier I was her gangsta, she was my shoulder Thats ironic coz you were the pistol to my holster... BANG! You forgot about the house, you forgot about the ring I remember everything, and I do wanna hear you sing I remember the love, right after the fights You cant tell me you dont remember those nights And if I would cry, then you would cry twice To me you are the brightest star under sunlight See take away my title, take away my stripes You give me back my girl and you give me back my life See this is just a nightmare, so I blink twice I open my eyes, hoping shed be in my sight And if music pushed you away, I wont forgive myself for that If I could take it back, I never would have rapped You might have been an actor, but it was me doing the act Broke your trust, damn it why wouldnt you fight back? I remember the day we first kissed, I wish I could bring it back You see what she means to me, is what I mean to rap And honestly theres something else now that I need to face You face to face for changing me from Scarface Just one more phone call and Ill temporarily feel ace But now I know every line I write is just an ink waste And the way it feels like Ive lost her coz she ain’t love me Is how I felt when we lost Juice World last year, RIP But I hope you havent forgot about me Feel like Im judged in the livin room watching Judge Rinder You were cooking dinner, I was such a sinner But the Lord is a forgiver, you know they say if you pray Then you can get your blessings ordered and delivered And your new boyfriend is not like me Im thinking to get a tattoo of a teardrop bay-bee I remember we would sit at home all night You called me Everything, Id blankly say Aight My momma asked about you, and my real friends did too I know your new daughter will be so amazing like you And I know you probably wish you never met me And I just wish you never forget me, and let me say Please dont worry bout the women I have been with No engagement can amount to when I had your friendship And I hope that new man know he got a queen And for now all I can do is dream, damn

(verse1 Smoother than moisturizer, always been joyful child, idolizing god, running around with toy messiah while, stepping out the single file, singled out, cinc de mayo, 5,5, I could get you high gal, right now, got to find the high ground, nice sounds welcome to my iCloud, Im facing the internet, I browse, time allows my brain to be impounded in the web, spider man release me now, I’m innocent, I’m teaching how to get the win While you hopping the fence, I been blocking, Im in defense, mode, and yo chick should be Too, Ill turn into incubus, and youll have ten minutes to rescue her from this anaconda Safety first wears the condom, world in my hands, I palm it, and plan to drop it like its hot, when I stop, helping undergrounders to the top But I wont, give in to ya, I wont, writtens to ya, I spoke, give the tutor nice applause, I live in music, lifes a song (Hook Time is getting lower Look into my eyes, I cant lose focus I feel the devils presence, hes approaching He telling to me stop and that makes no sense, my god To make a killing you gotta murder 2x (verse2 Interstellar travel, into hella gravel, while my partner getting sick, I tell him gravi-, ty is no more, cause U is next, tell me who the best, tell me who gone shoot with you, and bring the extra vest Let me correct the guess, Im mortal, but Ill resurrect, leave my heaven bed, return to earth and spark an innovative head instead Sporting all black, instead of holy white You know me like to switch it up, ain’t giving up, I’m picking up the holy Bi-, ble, a Taurus a bull, coming in full, cool, diving in your swimming pool, I call that baptism fool This aint my instrumental, but I produced A father to any beat and nigga this child abuse Anything you tryna do, I tried it too, tied with two minutes left, against time, without the refs, lie to me, put trust to death, running to death, cause the race with life is infinite, the beginning, you witnessed, with pictures, evidence that he’s heaven sent (hook2 Never thought you’d like this, did ya Feeling all the power, ready to devour Ladies do you like this nigga, he murders by the hour, oh yeah Making killing is my fate, crime scene is my home place, never meaning to lose control So annie tell me you’re okay (verse3 A cannon lose and I’m shooting, the aim is stupid, ain’t it, cannibal, drink ya blood like it’s campbells soup, and I’m spooning with new women Animal like an antelope, with dannon yogurt stuck in the antlers, hopeless, got silent lambs and hannibal in camera roll, this writers hand you can’t control, dancing with janet jackson in panty hose, frantic, the panic happens when antidotes, are handed to ban the happy moments, you know, like blowing a high, rob lowe in a knife, fight, with mike an ike, not the candy, tyson and turner, hydrant left behind, fire man, I hide in a furnace, the furnitures burning, family returning’s concerning me, my mom and dad pulling up to a murder scene, I come out with burning jeans and a miami heat jersey, with eddy curry Expressing the hurt and guilt, but regretting the murder, no, first to go, and I second the fact that my third eye is open, tightly focused on the prize, tightrope walking across the sky, and if I fall then I, won’t apologize, I’ll say sorry for all the lies, then stop falling and fly, uh , preposterous guy, offering high, quality, songs for the college kids Yall look what my father did Mommy raised a Frankenstein, a monster taking places, Im a problem for the basic rhymers, knowledge aint the way? You lying But no need to go school if you know the rules, getting deep, Ill swim with the sharks and own a pool (hook 1 &

I been Toss and Turning in my sleep Weed burning on the cheap Keep lurking on a beat Funny how rappers now skipped learning how to speak Just to sell they souls never earning on they keep See, life and death the type of that I can think about Never have to stress bout the money in my bank account If I got issues with my girl we can bang it out But they always boomeranging back when we hanging out We problem solvin’ Climb the peaks to fall to bottom Winter months yo the fall of autumn We breaking bread at the olive garden The truth it comin out We always make peace on the fact we don’t fuck around Im too Needy - Wish for help - No genie All my friends disappear like Houdini I don’t really give a fuck but none of y’all can see me It’s like they always blur my face out on the TV Tryna leave my mark everywhere like Graffiti But I can’t pick my battles cuz I’m always too greedy I got lofty goals - I want nothing too easy Penthouse Suites, Marble Floors, a Couple Yeezy Im dat fly guy, smooth words, and a nice smile I got drive that can rev up on the gas miles Yelling fuck the world till my dreams comin tactile Jumping up and down make it crack on a glass tile Moonwalking never doubt my footing I been fearless – New circles – new ponds to dip my foot in Got a new whip , new rims - the dashboard wooden Grind for the stacks and success and the proof is in the pudding There’s always Too Much to Learn The grass always greener there’s too much to burn Give up everything lose too much in turn The internal turmoil take too much concern

Ehem, savior beans Heard it first from the half-paid major of machines All tools sterilized, gloves clean For the love of green, black and red In no particular order like a smack in the head Ask questions later, Dracula dead Well written as well as immaculately said Spread it, take credit like Bernie Made off with more shares than smears on a gurney Emergency, uh, have a peaceful journey Illegal attorney, thе grease off the bеast of burden burnt me It learnt me never again, for certain If he knew what I knew, the preacher would be cursin Damn that DOOM, you had to let im go hit it Pooted in ma bathroom, an lef it—its clogged Well, at least he had the evidence logged Lucky it wasnt your mistress or daughter Probably call er, Villy, screws looser than a RC Crawler Silly, It gets more illy than most could ever imagine But lately, things aint been as fucked up as it has been Ask Ben, the blackest men in Aspen tannin Seen an old weird lady and ran in, gaspin This witch is on me? Hope not No Emmett Till shit, there go the whole spot Blow, I hit it though, in the snow Her wrinkled crack glisten when the wind go

Life be like I just woke up, dont wanna go to work But Im not tryna go broke by the first My throat hurts like Vader caught me in a force grip If I wasnt this stubborn I would probly force quit The short stick aint that bad its all I need Cause even its not the long one ima succeed Im introduced as the modern day Confucius If you want the belt then you gotta take the bruises Im as ruthless as my uncle Bruce is Be like water, the world is parched Please try harder and work smart, I do it for the art This shit is so essential so I do it for my heart dont start Cause youll get stopped quicker than blinks When i flow ima watch while you sink in your thoughts And you think that youre raw but youre thinking is wrong You rap like you dont believe in your songs I rap like its in my genes and im gone Need to get gene fisher on a beat make a song Cole, fly anakin, caprii make a song Crosby, atlas, yeen neen make a song So much talent, so unbalanced All I say is facts and im so unchallenged I understand that you been waiting on truth Im sorry that Im late im in the booth, proof No excuses, those are useless Those are why Im courage and youre Eustice Gettin screwed by the things I do for love But Ill probly blow a fuse I can never do enough Never do I bluff what if you were tough as me What a stupid question there wont ever be another me But do you as best as you can Cause nobody alive can be a better you damn No Ls just better new plans Wont quit till Ive met all my new fans I make the shit that you just cant copy Im always proper never sloppy, Gawdlee

Im not a fan of saying first and good-bye is a disliked word So how am I supposed to make friends? I got my eyes turned Down towards the floorboards, clown dudes and poor whores Yeah, I remember the day, why it was fourscore And seven years ago when they debuted Texas Slim Lasso doorhandles, hey you! Let us in! Jesus Mexicans taking our jobs Godforsaken hick slobs on the couch watching Cops On the regular, here to mess lyric smuggling embezzlers Bumping Infinite Em because googolplexes the rest of them Its definite like most is, heaven sent like Moses Replica of Crash Nebula, see Im the chosen One from Toonami, Jump Shonen, Nickelodeon Grow to work custodians, cleaning up all this bogus shit Keep your head high and hopes down low Remember days yet to happen where I sold out shows Say hi, hello Greetings, how are you? Good-bye, catch you later Ill see you tomorrow Hes kind of known to talk gibberish, guilty, walk innocent Clean record, throw a filthy cloth in it quick Flow sweet like dark licorice, smart-different Distraught in the heart and thoughts ignorant Question authenticness, this real Seventeen years, still buying the Kid Meals No time for big wheels or chains with bold gold Just a poor soul with no goals to grow old This the fourth-life crisis, most die lifeless Posted couch priceless with cold Klondikes Touching gold like Midas, keeps it to himself though Lickiding his elbow and seeing all the rest go Butt stuck to his cushion like it was velcro Red like Elmo with he grabs the mic like Kelso But he does other stuff, right? Hell no Spits crack like back when the Liberty Bell broke

He wraps lads up, strapped up, in the back trunk Pendulum swing lower every time you use a second up Good luck, answer quick, before the curve hits Before it leaves you cut up and swimming with dirty porcelain Took an advil, act fast, but mind still Wrapped the body up, forgot the blood stains on the anvil Out the back door, then peeled off like an orange Heartless and broken, like screws lost from off that door hinge Trap door! Come near, and get your head off Trying to be a great like these other rappers, cough cough Was just kidding, Twenty deep like we were moshpitting Talk quick before the family sees that he went missing Flash written, hash ridden, while Im brashly spitting The way he flows nice, got these other rappers all conscience smitten Did this track, hoping to make a good impression Prepared for Brutuss and numerous friend secessions Out and about looking for stuff to cause ruckus with Presented to his face was some cash and a fourty fifth Alarm! awoke, from laying soggy on the stuffed up couch Now we out, face stuffed, then downed with some smelly stout While i succeed, they plunge madly into deep depression Stare in the mirror, see that good is whats least reflecting Would push rivals off like Gene did at Devon To get to the and have the game on lock, in our possession We chokehoding these niggas Gold bowls with these triggers Old folks hate us, cause damage got them wasting figures Fame not getting bigger, but skill held for ransom The way he spit cold, bypasses that hes not handsome Ninety girls all gone cause that one problem Not good with looks, face, puzzled, so he cant solve em Girl plus boy, then add hate a solvent Now you see why his trouble mind revolving

With a knife that strikes one fearless Im politely slicing parents Id be trying to repair it After stifling an heiress To my liking of awareness I am slightly sight impaired And so I blindly slice at air In dreams of finding silent stares Im right beside a dragons lair But its unlikely that I fear Because Im thriving on a tier With laser lightening and a flare So guard your knights and tell the mayor Were bad as riots with a bear And having fights with him compare With tying dyra to a fair And fighting fire with a pair Of fire hydrants is apperently Enlightening as staring though The eyes if blind Americans As I And I appear To be as white as blinded stares Apparently that Is a lie As if Im likely quite aberrant No one is fly as am Arab You could take a flight of stairs And still not be high as a parrot Was it aware that I care Cus if not it isnt apparent Im robin a baby carriage With monsters from hati And then we stabbing ladies for karats Strong hits from a dragon painted bong Hittin mom wit a long dick And she gettin stomped Like a moth In a moshpit Then Im skippin off to an authentic auction Call it criss cross Switchin Rick Ross Wit a slim bitch grippin ballskin Often as awesome as 56 coffins and Carcasses All up In the office of bosses Call em all hogs to abolish the nonsense Stop this Nothins been as odd as adoption Only option is to lodge it in dog lip Jog 3 blocks find a phone in a box And call the cops with Hard chrome in my pocket Had her gimmie dome an i drove till i stopped it And rode all the way up to my home for deposits Joshing No car so i couldnt start shit Hopped out and i did her arse like an ostrich And bought it At the local super market For a bargain Spittin harder than retard kids On a starship Call it mars with a forest And a sharp twist Im a smart kid Wit charted lips Wen I bar spit Call me Sargent What Im barfins lethargic Hit your car quick Have optimus car sick Tony stark Goin lark on a go cart In the stars With an all spark on his target Yeah she ardent But Im harvestin her heart And departing to the park where I party In the darkness Obviously on it so Im probably demonic Flossin With a fuckin monster in your closet Nigga flawless Hold a crackhead hostage And back shit off till I backflip of it Fuck a bad bitch With elastic sausage Drawbridge? Droppin mad kids a in a long ditch

Give me a shot of the liquor on the rocks With some warm top off the top Im Nice With It Kids get hit on the block like everyday Where im from SouthSide dont play Get played? Many days Im lucky to get play Used to be a dusty na no Waves Chicks see my linens and they be like NO WAY! No im off the top wit the Rock toupée Save a seed no need to be a candle light sorrow Eating one meal today rich tomorrow Peace to the sun planting love in the dirt In a all white shirt like Versace, Hilfiger Something of worth to the Unconscious man I speak and bleed revival read through greed I see one one bible acknowledge one God one Woman no Idol

They always wanna kill my mood, seeing that Im having fun, how rude, listening to Clairmont now Im juiced up Call me saturated cause Im filled with inspiration why do people keep hating , man I really wonder Soon theyll leave their slumber and understand that I am unraveling my plan to get cheese real early like the milkman. cause Im a go getta aka a trend setta. No matter what Ill always do it betta I know youre feeling this cause Im killin it like I never did it Too determined like a sermon dispelling these vermin Running loops around these niggas like cursive Trying to be real? I think you need to some rehearsin To the world Im closed off like a circuit But that means I got a nice flow so Ill always stay current But, I dont know everything so I gotta keep learning Trying to stay in my league? I think youll need a permit Cuz Im spitting like a Llama causing drama with my mama wait, pause it with a comma Im the don like rama, Got juiced like jamba, neva been an informa, known as a realest nigga since the dawn of Time as I rewind these lines I realize, Im better than these other guys but people dont buy cuz I is just a small dot compared to the line of other rappers Its ok, Ill just knock em out after, Its laughter what Ill do to these actors. Whatever youre race just wont be a factor Im back in this shit man, no chiropractor This is real hip-hop, not some random banter At the Homies house, thats the crib I be in Floridian boy, roots from the caribbean People dont care about their beginnings and only wanna stack money up to the highest ceiling You thinking money is all your worth, well I can make you feel down to earth, let me put you six feet deep in the dirt Think youre better than me? Oh thats just absurd Because Im am the shit, but dont call me a turd Thats what I prefer, real magician with words Turn a greedy llama nun into an ugly lame nerd InfiniteJam killin it on the track yo say word You can love me or hate me but youll surely respect me Flows so icey I gotta call it Gretzky Calling all ladys you can go ahead and sext me Girl, that wasnt aimed at you, but you can bless me Dont test me, or Ill be coming at you like some testies Thinking I aint right just because Im a leftie Strong nigga, momma didnt even have to breastfeed Girls tasting good and looking pretty sexy Mmm delicious she tasting like knishes Pretty nutritious even though shes hella religious, she said its cause Im different, I just think its because shes ignorant Im vicious on the mic, I aint even medication, so Im always sick, no elementary school fakin so when I say I am the best, dont tell Im mistaken Imma make this count Girls give me neck even when they have a spouse If you cross me you gotta get up out Spit flames like the sun, im always in a drought Rare like stake you half baked fake, go back to your dollhouse

Yo, road to success Running trough the red lights Flat line flows, where these niggas know im dead nice My future bright like DeLorean headlights These niggas aint fucking real, like a fleshlight Uptown, Ace that, nigga NIKO Step into the booth, then I go into beastmode From Harlem world when niggas fucking spray shit On the block with that white girl, like Taye Diggs On the come up like planes on a runway The shit I talk is gonna get me killed one day Lyrical assasin, what I spit is like gunplay God body flow this shit is holier than Sunday I call women women, and call bitches bitches You say there aint, but theres a fucking big difference So shout-out to the women doing shit on they own And fuck you to you bitches only go for a bone Im in the zone like 2-3 This fucking beat is getting ripped like loose leaf So bitch nigga, please dont push me Shitting on these vets, and Im still a fucking rookie Some niggas throw the seas up, but others throw the bees up Fuck red and blue, greens the only thing that please us Rhymes can turn atheists to believe us Murder shit, yolo, fuck I need, what a feature Our lessons, my nigga Solo, my nigga Billz We team homiciding the booth, my niggas kill Silicone rappers find it hard to keep it real We from NY so why the hell we saying thrill? You already know what Im rapping Killing all these weak rappers no fucking exception The rap game will get murdered to perfection Heading to the top cause its the only direction Im pure ignorant, never on that country shit If you want that country shit then go listen to common sense With these niggas, nothing I have in common with Cause the shit I spit is raw, like when the condom ripped Acting tough you know you wouldnt break an egg nigga Family got shit, you remind me of Meg nigga Cause nobody really fuck with you We here now, what the hell they gonna fucking do? Ovalords all day and forever that You think we wack? Nah, never that Thats why we dont fuck with you fuck niggas OVA at the top its only us nigga!

This is the voice of Zimbabwe We encourage you to listen really close As we let the story flourish and nourish your sensibilities I used to be afraid of all the black The black that surrounds and approaches you without a sound The kind of black that you will never wrap your head The kind of black I’m thinking waits ahead when youre finally dead And when it made me pee the bed My brother used to chuckle while it suckled on my street cred, damn The sweaty palm to my sweaty hand Tried to find the cheapest ticket leaving for the promised land My homies always had the little debbies locked Sundays by the west mall doing what little kids do Drug abuse with a whisky fetish Kind of bummy that the homies never missed me Dreaming of a time that any Debbie would have kissed me I fantasized it while I rode the brothers Arthur’s bike Carry on the back so I could tug along the heavy load These are roads less travelled by the many Deep until the gravel till the sun goes down and the nutsack tighten I should have worn my other pants And then I heard him for the first time I heard as I wrote my very first rhyme Damn this feels amazing let me write another He told me “Go on brother…” Damn dude who is you? “I, Djugudju... Sent by all the spirits whod love you to make jams Here I am.” And I’m glad that he never left Only had to make the next exit to reach the avenue And now we cooking Mama told me go outside But nah I’m cooking Power cutting nationwide Cook it with a candle Hours after bedtime, tinker while I’m tired The rapping just got me fired up Then made a record in a week Photocopy sleeves on a fax machine Shibha in the backyard barking Birds singing... Next thing phone ringing off the hook Cause the hooks had the Debbies shook They like “Homie what you sippin’ on?” I’m still the same lad Drama club, choir boy attire clad Sitting in the front of Ilieva class Only wine I’m sipping is at the table of your Sunday mass Damn! But attention is like a drug Intravenous, feeding the ego that comes between us Losing control of my brain stem Losing my religion, losing rem sleep Pullin on the hem until it all unravel Bring you back to where it all began Nobody with you... everybody moving on Nobody miss you Aint nobody care about them tired ass songs And pushing your mom and daddy whip But you stuck it through Through thick and thin Way back when, way before the Fin I was looking for that deus ex machina Nobody dropping a line except the beats And then I took the cord With some duct tape put it together then i hit record No more fear for the the black The kind of Black that gives a weak brother his power back The kind of Black that make you see the light The kind of Black thats way too bright, yeah its one and the same We playing the game, moving along the little Fin that could The kind of Black that make you make it your name yeah

The worst of the worst, very blessed to be honest See words as my worth, keep em dressed up n polished Like pleats in my shirt, cologne and corsages Sins in the dirt, a corpse in the coffin Often, reclusin in the studio, wonder if its haunted Eyes skewed to the door, heard knuckles knockin But it was just a kickdrum, Im buggin off coffee Had to pause the track, take a breathe and get off it Eyes all glossy, 5 hours passed me Feelin wired up like FBI tryina tap me Antsy, figured Ima call it a night Look in the mirror swore I saw the ghost of gatsby alive

Living off borrowed time, the clock tick faster Thatd be the hour they knock the slick blaster Dick Dastardly and Muttley with sick laughter A gun fight and they come to cut the mixmaster I-C-E cold, nice to be old Y2G stee twice to threefold He sold scrolls, lo and behold Know whos the illest ever like the greatest story told Keep your glory, gold and glitter For half, half of his niggasll take him out the picture The other half is rich and it dont mean shit-ta Villain: a mixture between both with a twist of liquor Chase it with more beer, taste it like truth or dare Whеn he have the mic, its likе the place get like: Aw, yeah! Its like they know whats bout to happen Just keep ya eye out, like Aye, aye, captain Is he still a fly guy clapping if nobody aint hear it? And can they testify from in the spirit? In living, the true gods Giving yall nothing but the lick like two broads Got more lyrics than the church got Ooh, Lords And he hold the mic and your attention like two swords Either that or either one with two blades on it Hey you, dont touch the mic like its AIDS on it Its like the end to the means Fucked type of message that sends to the fiends Thats why he bring his own needles And get more cheese than Doritos, Cheetos or Fritos Slip like Freudian Your first and last step to playing yourself like accordion When he at the mic, you dont go next Leaving pussy cats like why hoes need Cotex Exercise index, wont need Bowflex And wont take the one with no skinny legs like Joe Tex

Forced live lives We dont want to lead Abiding by rules Living on our knees

Izzy Write Four Four in the morning When death smiles in my face , then i smile right back Imma young Brooklyn Nigga , I dont know how to act Im so hungry for my shine i prolly rob Con Edison Always spitten sick shit never needed no medicine From the age of eleven remember robbin 7/11 Rackin up sins prolly never see heaven ALways had a knack for making people disappear And leaving all my love ones flooded in tears Leaving ridiculous phony niggas exposed Face never looked north so my heart turned cold So my heart turned cold Face never looked north so my heart turned cold I see my future clear, clear as plastic Protected from the shit that comes like prophylactics Lifes about finding perfection in imperfect-ed Thats why i show love to people who been neglected Lifes about finding perfection in imperfect-ed Thats why i show love to people who been neglected Doing way better then motherfuckas expected Cuff to the game yeah you know i got arrested Schooling dumb fucks , yeah class is in session Niggas doing wrong , Mr Write teaches lessons Put my heart out, not to put less in Maybe when i make painfull memories will lessen Words like lethal weapon,like Mel Gibson Prefer to kill my beats through lethal injection Dont fuck around hip - hop the profession Gettin up there like a nigga went erection We the best, No Dj Khalid Yeah i want the green pockets filled with the salad Not italian or french but look how im dressin Got many people looking at my direction Take each day like its a fucking blessing Part of the new era dont question my progression Four Four in the Morning Four Four in the Morning

Roll up, Nigga! Whos matchin? Gut bucket... XXL... You know we gotta roll 2... ...at least! Maybe 3 or 4 BLUNTS! Well, well, well... Sounds like its time for cypher, let’s go to Mel Kypher Blunt rotors like motors on your windshield wipers We got rellos, glass, some papers, even got a vapor Black Sticks, Black Ops, 2K12, grenade grater Break ‘em all down, Nuggets ground into shake 13 Purple G’s, call it Throwback Lakers Had 24, but for scratch Im a scraper And stay chopping trees like a fuckin landscaper Mr. Rogers flavor, whiff, you’ll wanna be my neighbor Scholar of The Wu and pump the 40th Chamber Method to my madness, a crime rhyme strangler Kind to snatch your brain out your ass with a hanger Library of rhymes like I slang outta Sanger Pass to my partner, Power Rangers to Bangers I burn like a range, and with Mics, Im a mangler Made in Jeep City like a 4 Door Wrangler Roe! As I pack my bong with that sticky weed I realize Mary Janes the only bitch I need Spark that lighter up nigga, lets get blowed like Sheed Comin down off the dro, I got that need for speed Well, Im Chairman of the Swamp, like Kermit the Frog Never rollin up pins, stay rollin the logs It dont matter, bet its fatter, so dont sweat it like hogs Produce flame, Im glad you came cuz the rooms bout to smog It might get coughy, then groggy, slimy and slobbery Ask Whats The Swamp?, I tell yo ass Where my MOB be Bout as black as coffee, twice as strong She told her man to his face my dicks twice as long Mr. Sexual Choclate: watch me get in them thongs And if hes mad, then its on, now he feelin hes strong Hell get snapped like a stem, let him get at me wrong Royal Flush all his paper, thats the shit I be on Then swiss cheese on that ham, like Im Jimmy & Johns Stay rollin’ with the thunder like a carpet of bombs Still travel back in time for my hit off the bong Im Randy Watson: droppin Mics when I finish my song Roll it up, that Loud, I dont do the Miller Back to Back, that shit we blowing is some killer Im Godzilla off hard liquor and a stick of Haze My eyes low, Im fucked up when a nigga blaze I was rappin to this bad lil Texan Said she liked my rhymes and the way that I be flexin On to the next, she was down for the sex and I Zoomed on the boom, like Im WrecksnFX and Womb to the Tomb, I proclaim to be best and Anything less is just the game and its tests If a clash is your quest then you came for a mess Cuz while you came with a vest, I dont aim for the chest Bring pain to your neck and demand my respect Cuz I aint came in this game for the fame and the stress Ask around, I gets down and the lames I molest And the 419 is the lane that rep! Got cess? Let me test and feel the flame in my chest Not a flame like Madea, but a, flame like the reefer Got stains on my sneakers, Top Frog Under Glass First you pull, then you puff, then you pass... ...and thats the grass Roll. That. Shit. The. Fuck. Up! No Hoovering. No Hoovering. No Hoovering The Blunts, Blunts, Blunts, BLUNTS! ROLL UP, NIGGA!

The villain took on many forms.. Let he who is without sin cast the first stone After you whos last, its DOOM, hes the worst known Thatll have your boom blown or even thirst bone Rock it to a worse clone, just dont curse the throne Own his own microphone, bring it everywhere he go So he can bring it to you live in stere-ere-o Pan it, cant understand it, ban it The underhanded ran it, planned it and left him stranded The best, any who profess will be remanded Yes sir, request permission to be candid? Granted I dont think we can handle a style so rancid They flipped it like Madlib, did the old jazz standard Dont mind me, I wrote this rhyme lightly Off of two or three heinies, and boy was they fine gee One black, one Spanish, one chinee It keeps the woody shiny year round like a pine tree Dont sign me Im about to get a mil without em Crowd him off the shelf, hes the villain, and what about him So and hes a jerk and you dont know him Mad how he expand work but wont show em Poor guys, what a sight for old sore four eyes Now hook me with two apple pies and a small fries All rise, so far odd as a RuPaul So raw break it down and make quadruple Its crucial, you could see it in his pupil And this time when he get it hell waste it on somethin useful Like getting juiced off a deuce-deuce of cokey Keep it low key, known to pull a okey-dokey Silly Goose, DOOM is too jokey Damn he could really use a room or a whole key Egads, he got enough styles to start three fads True dat, she gotta wonder do she come with kneepads What a call, what a real butterball Either I get a strike, or strike out, gutter ball Rock it like yeah for the four With knives inside pockets, prepare for the brawl Yeah yall you could say its an earful Beware, do not touch mic, be careful And just like he said, I coulda told ya MF, the holder of a boulder, Money Folder Its aint funny nigga Money Folder The muscle-bound karate expert concealed a razor edge Which could lop the head off of a marble statue once propelled With notorious world takeover schemes and the most magnificent gadgets imaginable Villains rapidly grew healthy cash flow It is explained by a more comedic villain, the bald headed DOOM This villain rose to incredible new heights of money-making, revenge and extortion Such was the magnitude of the typical villain This is no answer! Very well then.... a duel to the death

Im not your average fella or your hood bandit street dweller Thats selling dope just to stack cheddar Grandmama thinks that cause my pants sagging Imma be influenced by all of them gang-banger Im not trynna get caught up in that category Tell my kids a story about a brother named Cory who got shot Its that stereotype train of thought, more often then not Hip-Hops got veins popping out my cranium Have them looking like Spontaneum, about to blow up just like an Arabian Im going Super Sayian, what you saying, cause I aint playing This game of life is filled with snakes and fakes Gotta look straight, no swerving Trynna get that higher learning by reading facts The rest of yall living your life in white and black Give them some color like NBC, got them reporting me daily like Im on CTV But they watching me through the eagle eye, CBS Whos the next damsel in distress? Cause the villains are slipping going to prison, I aint tripping I keep my distance from the trouble Aint trynna break down like minerals and rubble So come huddle up, skip class like double dutch Remember the days I had to hustle if I wanted lunch Global grinding through the rhyming, I wasnt seeing the green I had to get my optics focused, my eyes were distorted, out of order Sorta like the soda machine High-beams beaming, down the road of success, I peeped the address Atlantic division is what I rep I want those Grammies and Junos Kicking it out in Europe, counting all those Euros Directing the scenery, like Robert De Niro I aint lacking knowledge, so call me knowingly Negus think I sleep, I never sleep Cause when I have my eyes closed Im always looking through my third eye optical Hammer throw just like a game of Mario Paint the picture in your head, call yourself a young Vincent van Gogh No Mona Lisa, but my lifes a motion picture And I thought I could just, kick it with ya Life a game, so Im gambling Any beat like this Imma manhandle it Throw me the dice, watch me body it just like a fight, just like a fight

Enter the shaolin, dragon on a mountain, dragging on a loud spliff Tasked to bout the masses, To the greater seat, vaders what Im catering, faded till the pain deceased Awaiting all my fantasies, creating till the fans in seats Elated then to panicking, manic bastard, rascal lipping cactuses Cackling then back to patent patting pretty ass again Fabulous reaction, colder than the coolest kids moving to a cooler than Spewing sewer synonyms rooting from his tooth again Bruise and dip its coolish fool cuz Im a proven hooligan Few assists and fewer shits than listening to tunechi spit Forgetting you, like a chick thats chewing rufelin Isnt new to him, limitless like cooper flicks The booze is skipped Ride Ride Until you Die Ride Read boooks This is The book of war Hoodie up, mic wrapped, doobie for the night thrash With more morgue, than the nigga, driving ms.daisy had Hustle for them ducats off his hazy ass Sys-of-stem, ritalin gripping him of the sane he had Write a labrynth, breathing heavy through vaders mask Maniac, struggle with the stroking so the paintings bad Edward scissorlips, bit of snip to fix them achey gnads Take it dad, dipped a little fast soon Im making cash Inherited angst wear it and make it last So im, fixing to grip a litter of chips to taste it and Show a couple niggas Im laced in the meth Face it Im best brazen the sess and Im breaking bad Life is unexpectedly recollecting a mess of when a friend Became the enemy never mended or stress it ever Its catching leverage headed over the hedge an when This coon is spittin oozin in cups overflow its true We tend to do whatevers pointed at us That second thought will hit ya head after hes cornered that, yupp An zippers knows about the fucks that he stuck An its trippin cutting through crust An hes ripping rust from his lungs but its done Your welcome Listen bro, cant anticipate that misanthrope System slow, and planet of the apes where he insists is home Black mask so it fits the cloak Badly cast jolly roger to assess the boat Flag gully parrot on the shoulder spitting figaro Shut up shut up i am flexing get it? bitch Im swole Little known fact, i am Killer O Young jinchuriki on the track spitting literal Chakra balls at wack niggas little bold Raps till the centerfolds, you asses are in menopause And lacking all the criticals, stacking all these faggots like its average and habitual Lastly Im finished, getting mad because my dinners cold, porridge

You better handle it, because I handle it Hes gonna smile and say No Prooooblem! ...and Im gonna have to kill him Hey, I know You know what? ...What youre gonna say. And its under control, so... No Problem! ...Right Fuck Alvin and Simon, the fat one was mine... If you ever had jokes, just know you came with weak lines So I took a little bit of time out of my day To formulate a rhyme, get shit outta the way Start my own food fight, then mop up the cake So coming at me bout some Pudding gets you popped in your face Then you can shake yo simple ass on like Jell-O 8 outta 9 times, the most cool and mellow Kept A-B Average as a Bright Young Fellow Still hit the head shop, tryin graduate from rellos Gang’s Dirty: no Mushmouth or Harold Just Clink, Hulk, Dink, Mack, Reed and Guerrero His Eyes on the Sparrow: I leaped out that Lexus Still miss The Jimmy, glad I didn’t break my neck But Im back like cooked crack, A6 is the Audi Keep a spoonfuls of Chocolate for a Butterscotch shorty 16 over 40, when he had me, Ill gladly Ask who you sonning, cuz a Ghost is my Dad, see It’s Back to the Future, I was dwelling in the past The New Public Enemy, theyre taking megablasts The development was slow, but the progress will be fast She plans on sweating out her hair because like Keith, I make it last Queen Jean, says Im nasty for the lines I use Look, Ma, Im Teddy Roe. Nastys Nas, youre confused. She used to make me bruise, I would cry and get over it Now life gives me blues, I get high and get over it Focus in my mind, magnitize checks like Hova gets Swamps ugly duck, mud in my webbed toes and yet Im flier than a Black Swan, drier than deoderant So you can say Im fresh, but Im already sure of it Every time I rhyme, guarantee they ask for more of it MCs son, take a rapper, wipe the floor with it Terminal flow, gets sicker without knowing it Were copping it and growing it Cropping it and smoking it, Nigga! Theo... thats the dumbest thing Ive ever heard in my life! Now you are afraid to try because youre afraid That your brain is going to explode And its going to ooze out of your ears Now Im telling you, you are going to try as hard as you can And youre going to do it because I said so. I am your father I brought you into this world, and Ill take you out!

I mean yes maam I didnt mean to be mean to rude its the way you comin off kinda make my heart soft and I cant seem to help its the way you make me feel and it seems so fake but I know the love real Keep rhyming like this its my mission life a game I keep playin, I wanna rewind but its not yet time I see you on the map but I just cant find What really keep us close it might be the lust, or the list that I made cause Im lost on track but your eyes pull me off course I wanna wear shoes in the studio, but Im bumpin to the blues so jazz got me footloose, or it could be the herb thats running thru my veins, call me what you will but Ill never be same knowin that you didnt change, its the memorys I want to fade But they stay, thats okay as long you as you stay In my heart dont want this man to keep pullin us apart and it feel so wrong, but what we got is true...girrrlll I aint gon stop lovin you, you And Im back it feeling fanta-stick, Im so sick of whats happen and the situation that we in I aint trippin, but time keep ticking The mouse ran but the pendulum put to em to hault, WE GON GO FROM TALKIN EVERY DAY TO NOT TALKIN AT ALL ITS MY FAULT IM SHADE YOU ALL SALT, its fine tho be mine my favorite rifle that I bought, bought...you aint a got a cost...holla..you aint a got a cost...holla.. I aint gon stop lovin you, you

I got this girl and she wants me to duke her I told her Id come scoop her around eight, she said That sounds great, shorty girls a trooper No matter what I need her to do, she be like Own his own throne, the boss like King Koopa On the microphone he flossed the ring Average emcees is like a TV blooper MF DOOM, hes like D.B. Cooper Out with the moolah, I let her get a outfit Just to cool her off she said niggas aint about shit I wonder if she meant it, I doubt it The way it be in her mouth, she cant live witout it And cant live with this, handle your business Villainll stay on a scandalous hos shit list One pack of cookies please, Mr. Hooper Its fun smackin rookies, he is the Look like a black wookie when he let his beard grow Weirdo, brown skinded always kept his hair low Rumor has it its a S-curl accident DOOM was always known to keep the best girls backs bent Some say its the eyes, some say the accent A lotta guys wonder where they stacks went I call her thunder thighs, with the fatty swolla Only mess with high rollers, do what daddy told her No matter the city she with me to do the thang-thang Work in the coochie, hooptie chitty chitty bang bang Same name on the titty as on the name ring Pretty like Baby D off all in the same gang Keep my eye on her, really dont trust her But I treat her like a daughter, taught her how to bust a nut And the heat to turn beef to horsemeat chalupa Teach her how to hold it, of course he is the See most cats treat her like foofer Or beat her to a stupor, take it from the You need to make her feel cuter And lay down the G like Luther, everythinll be Do for her, keep her in a new fur So she look sweet when she go to meet the Got the buddha get the Grenadiers, twist it Put it in the air, come here, kiss it Listen here scooter, let her try to bag you When shes on the rag never let her fry the Ragu Which will have you under some type of spell crying dag boo Her name on your back in a tattoo Whether a bourgie broad, nerd hoe, street chick Dont call her Wifey if you met her at the Freaknick You dont want her dont waste her time, Ill dupe her And be a father to your child like the He keep his hoes in check Sends em out to get glows from off frozen necks Tell em take his clothes, leave him posing naked for real Better yet, get him for the check off the record deal Find out where he keep the Tek and the blue steel Make sure for extra wreck let him know how you feel And while hes runnin down to all star weekend to ball Im coming with the U-Haul

Maybe were just too young Or just maybe Im not as fun As i thought When you closed your eyes Then you shot And you hit my heart And you shocked me I saw a spark You turn the green into dark You packed your flowers in bowls And packed your beauty in my art How could i even pretend to pretense You know you still do Its the first step To letting go of letting go of you So now Im sitting here Thank You,No Thank You Im fine thank you Im fine with you leaving your scarf And never coming back for it Just run and run please never come back Forrest I saw your game I was screaming please like me Im human too Or am i too human too pursue you Im vulnerable With my heart on my sleeve Your too sleezy to see Youre not easy to please Just not easy for me So just Likey like me Lovey dovey Trust me hug me Fuck me Just me And well be fine Hopefully Hold me tight Rosary Open mic Open seat Holy grail Holy please Holy shit Youre what im looking for We cuddle under stars And watch cartoons Your favorite ones We can adventure Venture out anytime you like You can ride You dont even need a bike Or a home Just us

Nas steps to perfection Give thanks for the blessings and cell phone calls and email questions Soul vision shaman, work message board section People all over the world  list of places Ive been, different cultures Ive learned about Stages ripped up, all the jams turned em out Gotta admit I been tempted by women at times Its like being the king of the hill, surrounded by dimes But thats the least of my trials and tribulations Handle situations like I gotta make it happen Dedicated to making this music, never faking Thats why they choose it from the shelves of your local record stores Just a pause for the cause and the purpose Whoever thought wed see rap at such a big surplus These labels like to shirk us, at least those us that dont know the biz So lyrically Im showing kids how to g off in this world they independents Gotta get your website first, thats recommended The next jewel is determined by your street buzz Back this track from this that way back spoke about peach fuzz Thats a whole nother repertoire, back to the matter at hand Let me see, uh, oh yeah, now you need a good publicist A manager, a lawyer, a whole team you could run this with Dont start a label without a strong business plan Be sure to work together, dont try to be the man And If yall really wanna if yall really wanna blow on tour roll wit a band Go from open mike to wicked to rocking stadiums Few formulas for success Dealing with this industry is a great deal of stress Like labels and distributers being late with the checks And that could cause a whole big mess, a whole big mess A real big mess, a great big mess, finesse Just got the airport for a two-hour bag check Missed the first flight now youre late for soundcheck Got a on, you aint even touch ground yet? Not to mention the grounds wet from the occasional turbulence Avoiding tragedies and emergencies Give thanks for another safe landing Another day, another hectic schedule to cram in Very important: make sure you got a good rider Its the document that tells the promoter what to provide for ya Never hit the road without plenty merchandise Especially them titties that think youre not really worth the price Shout the name of your camp, like its an anthem Be sure to plug the label when everyone put they hands up For t-shirts, CDs, LPs, posters, sneakers, and DVDs Yall notice these Just a few pointers for the independent missions By the time I do part two I might start charging yall tuition Something more to rock to, but listen Especially if got this biz within youre future visions It could be helpful, I used to remind yall I made this one for all my heads thats on the grind hard Peace to and my man DJ Ratchet And the tastemakers giving love, spinning the plastic Thanks to Doomsday room service inspector No malaise, the illest of DJs up in ya sector I cant forget Biz, Three, and Giant Snap And Mac Media, hes out the plaza like the Bloom effect And of course, I give Doom respect Brotha you killing it right now, from all angles, straight up dooming it Now remember yall, this is just an outline The outcome of it all is developed within your own mind So over the weekend, I recommend studying Next week well break into groups and you can discuss things with your other friends I know its a lot to discuss in one session I think thats a wrap yall unless theres any questions [A man by the name of John Robinson... He was fun to date Charming Charming, Intelligent, Challenging Meet a successful businesswoman with many dark secrets John Robinson asked her to sign a contract, something common in the community It was very simple, so I signed the contract There was also something mysterious that drew her to John Robinson He set her contract aside He told her to get a passport because they knew they were going to be traveling Her family had no idea about the secret things Robinson had offered her Did you think it was strange, Mary Jane? Yes And there was something else very strange... ]

Yeah Perfect the stash, hit it last Survival of the fittest bash Did it in a smash, skitted, dick crash Slid it past, pain aint match Main mission objective: maintain scratch Add insane to that, leave well enough, alone Only got caught twice, breathing on the telephone They told him bout when he was snoring Her convo was boring Woke up to the dial tone and was pouring She was orange-esque, more or less On this topic as the story develops and progress, no stress Get off the wall, set off thе brawl Threw it back and forth like a medicinе ball Head to the store, fall, winter and spring Hotter than your summers when them numbers do the thing Wonders never cease, will This goes out to the folks whos up under the beast, feets still To this day, to his dismay, exquisite If he may say so himself, squished it

Your newer raps lack truer facts, all you wack dudes act like you would shoot a gat, cause you had a few scraps now your super bad, but Im at the feud strapped thats a proven fact, moving crack, Im serving youll get used to that, flip a birdie did em dirty as a sewer rat, got you moving fast, now your bout to lose the match, use a map, you still wouldnt maneuver back, Uber apps, thats come and take ride with me, and lets discuss the things we dust under society, so discreet, its hard to see a side of me, that you aint seen before, now I started reading more, and all I need is more, time for me some privacy, justifiably, that means you can leave the door, shut, but fuck it now Im like finally, Im so ahead, I dont even need to keep the score, conquistador, on a rhyming quest so please assure, Ill leave the devil talk and knocking at the preachers door, but thats enough of that, back into the struggle trap, where they shoot you if you used to talk a buncha crap, bust a cap, we hustle for that duffle bag, pushing weight like Im tryna make some muscle mass, couple bad bitches pass Im in love with that, plus we never gave a fuck about upper class, I could end it right here, but I dont got time, cause my endings quite near, I show Im not scared, by pretending my fears, not leading me to die, when its eating me alive, all this self hate, I cant make myself great, thats why I changed up, had to get myself straight, built my name up, now the fame and wealth waits, cause I spit enough fire that can melt through hells gate, Ill tell you what this all means to me, I put in sweat blood and tears this a dream to me, you ball Rec League, I be on team elite, rings like a king, Young Money like CMB, loading up, blowing up, TNT, throw a stack up see you still wouldnt be a G, try to use a different formula, cause were getting pretty bored of ya