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Im no star, Im the furthest Im a starving artist whos taking out the garbage To your promoters with shitty business sense We both tougher than sticky doses who dont give a stress We no longer paying a cost and taking a loss for saying thoughts, irrelevance We know how native feels running for president Underrepresented so Ive elected to live present progressive and not to be bit by the same dog twice Blazing new directions, picking up the same old mic Why should I hate on life? Im no nihilist, just save yourself strife and restrain from trying this Youre going to cheat me? Youre going to get yours believe me And dont assume Im talking about violence I move in silence, sir West side or reside in the wood So I know about hoods and wolves in sheeps clothing Fear and loathing, always share when Im flowing Even when Im told whats old me is no thing No way, got me like OJ on a cocaine road rage with a slashing like Not fleeing from static because we equipped to skirmish Weapons only years of anguish couldve furnished Everybodys a critic, ask him do he give a shit As long as its flicted, you know the villain spitted it DOOMll hit the , sell it for cake Like the swap meet jeweler who can tell if its fake Make the half upfront technique do perfect The other half before he touch the mic and blew the circuit Hand over the banjo, he be like where your man go? Not to cut his ear off with no hole like your man Van Gogh Land Ho! Hold up the mic like hand over the dough MF on the Man Show And go for broke and stand for pay better Known to rip shows like a handmade sweater Gave me blues like the who knew dudes Maybe seem rude but baby need knew shoes Its a nuisance, take it from a black jew Crews grab they two cents, take that too How they do? Tell them Maintain Wheres the Os? He got mad flows in the park Its just like, whatever the name called Follow these rules to avoid a grain of salt Number 1: got to keep it fun Number 2: you know how you do Number 3: very never do for free Maybe Ill do it for charity Put your mic on strike until youre unemployed Contract is up and Im stabbing it forward Its funny how losing my mind made me musically inclined So I guess abusing subtances was only a sign of a pleasing love Kinda like teasing a girl youre really fond of Not to cause harm Its really nothing that I cant succumb to pettiness starts working life into fetishes Self disclosure means less exposure Unless you going in depth at holding your breath Dont expect them to show you respect for your death Regardless of composure you kept when they wept Im finding that the older I get theres a catch You see the bolder the threats becoming something I accept With open arms whats a hard days work without being placed in harms way first To flirt with disaster Cant even trip, asking her for the digits if she asks for the manner thats complicit with every other female But lets not cover details and be ashamed if that came back to haunt me See, even though I grew up too short The roofs arent flews wall with something of a new song When everyone else had a lockdown, I got clowned Far from suave I came off playing corny Wishing I had a girl of my own instead of being alone but since I dont thats my side story AMD, Substance Abuse, east meets west Thoughts is profitless Its not a test, MF

More uncouth then a sooth telling street walker In the booth like a curb stomping street talker Geek hawkers get dorks like meat lockers An average ally cat, a lamp light beat stalker Treat knockers dwelling down in the dungeon Thats where we keep the misfits, suburbs of London A superb attack, one for all of the minutemen Had the damn lobsterbacks and all the men trembling Simple thing planets spun around the sun Use to write for fun, but now my words are on a run Wrote that part with a lack of morning coffee Say something back, but my train of thought lost me So easy to rap about nothing Got a lot of puns so its gotta mean something Floss me yall and youll get the Griim jaw Dont test V, hes quick on the draw Aint no law when we all get together Whole posse click like boot spurs and leather Birds of a feather, Winston Griim the old school bandit Look so criminal with missing tooth candids Really gotta hand it, these tracks straight regal Its really quite feeble Ill explain it in the sequel Night, much love, yall cats stay evil!

Villain, man, never ran with krills in his hand and Wont stop rockin til he clocked in a gazillion Raps on backs of treasure maps, stacks to the ceilin fan He rest when hes ashes Ask em after ten miles in his ga-lashes, smashes stashes Chip on his shoulder with a slip on holster A clip, a folder and his grip on a boulder bolster They supposed ta know, it show when his aura glow Get from out the row, when he get dough its horrible Time is money, spend, waste, save, invest the fess The ten case of cave a chicken chest S Yes yall the dub will get ya trickles The best ballers pitch in and rub to get a nickels But tut tut, he about to change the price again It go up each time he blow up like hydrogen Villain here, have em shrillin in fear And wont stop top illin til he a gazillionaire Grillin stare, yeah ya boy had drama Got em on a mental plane, avoided bad karma Once sold an inbred skinhead a nigga joke Plus a brand new chrome smoker with the triggers broke I thought I told em, Firing pins was separate He find out later when he tries to go and rep it Took a Jehovah money for a Arabic Torah Charged an advance to translate it and ignored it, sorta One monkey dont stop no slaughter A junkie want ta cop a quarter ton, run for the border Know the drill, it aint worth the overkill Flow skill, still theres no thrill Villa bill ya ten K bills in his pilla Villa, when it gets realer, split the skrilla with— —Dilla, mix, mix, mix Do a deal for kicks and get rich quick Sketch lyric, bet cha bottom nick on some vic Ick from the drumstick, come with the dumb shtick Sick slick, hidden in a book The only way they find it if youre spittin in a hook Listen, dont look now, keep walkin Traded three beans for this cow, cheap talkin Hawk men stalkin hear that we hawkin often Coughin to a coffin, might as well scoff the pork then Hes like Worf, some say stronger though Off the top Jay Strongbow, play along bro Wear a mask like yo off the Gong Show Flow slow as Mongo, Don Juan thong pro For ya info when hes not practicin Jim Crow Or actressin and some nympho bimbo Hes playin Ray J the old tape DOOM—well what can I say like JJ in a gold cape Fill it to the rim like brim Villain and ya wont find him in no gym Probably a foggy bog with the frogs With a dot on the guard as he squat on a log Half cocked and half baked Used to keep a full stock of work, half rocked and half shake My mistake, sign a track agreement For more Gs than lines and cracks in the cement In any event its fake like wrestlin Get em like Jake The Snake on mescalines Ahem, elixir for the dry throat Tried to hit the high note, Villain since a itsy bitsy zygote By remote, send in the meat wagon Braggin MCs packed in with they feets draggin These stats are staggerin Had his PhD in indiscreet street hagglin Villain, his agenda is clear Endin this year with dividends to spare, here Its not meant for the seein Went through the ceilin after enterin his center bein A new meanin to sales through the roof Guaranteed raw and saw his truth was truth, proof Its the return of the tramp Who do a duet jam when Ernest Goes To Camp For the right earn - namean like Vern We need some more oil for the machines to burn, learn Jiminy crickets He gets lucky like winnin free tickets off SimplyLyrics One mans waste is another mans soap Sons fan base know the brotha mans dope A real weirdo with a bugged rare flow And the way his hair grow was ugly as a scarecrow He wears a mask so the charge wont grab On a rooftop with a large stone slab Heads up, talk white and thought niggerish Refuse to walk tight and got his off the vigorish Black licorice and equally as yucky How he handled the money was strictly Dan Stuckie Monkey hustle, man on fire Later for the date than the Hadron Collider And cost more, it be seemin like a style DOOM leave the competition steamin like a pile Smile, ding! Sparklin jewels In effect like alternate side of the street parkin rules Fools, the roach was never dead Live for a week, then dehydrate with a severed head Instead it was depicted as flicked in Split, the wicks lit

Well, its the miggity-mac daddy bringin the boom up in yo system Sickest nigga in the village, rhythm flowin like a river Makin em shiver, sendin chills down they spine and liver Hello Mr. Soul Spitter, what can I get cha That player list arithmetic physician thatll split they bridges Crossin over like the point guard, maybe even Fisher While the fishing for the nets, gettin in yo bed is your filet mignon Um, a nigga just wanna bone Til I see she screamin that harmony We teachin them two steps, Im teachin choreography Pardon me, Im supercalifragilisticexpialidocious Nastier than Nas, is sicker than yo halitosis This rap shit, I body the mostest was splitting Cs like a nigga was Moses Nigga we own this I roam around, like a nigga was Caesar Taking virginities willingly cause a nigga we seize her Man, its a damage with promatic Spanish Just know, the Prodies never fall Make you see God after the clips like a nigga was madness Them niggas was savage Aint shit funny, Im on my mad shit We gettin mad chips, so I suggest you lay down And get the static, I am estatic Kill the game, I been this savage Just fanatic, when we rappin bout mad shit tricked us Stickin my dick inside yo bitch lips Cause Im the of the motherfuckin realest Im a carnivore, surfin with a longer board Waves with some sharks and they starvin for your alma more Kansas soda pop, blast it on you hoes Im a bastard with these flows Kill it after out the hole I gotta street sweeper for you leech squeezers Angry like each beaver chillin with a deep fever Fahrenheit bout 103, you know me The flow got you leanin like you ODd on codeine And I aint be with people who aint with this So either you gon ride or you watchin from a distance, getting AIDs Cause you know they never failin him So if you aliens are acting ambient Ill throw you in an ambulance Le-let the sirens ring til they blast Im a fuckin addict, they keepin stashes in my attic A static shock, Id rather rock out The top down, and Im bout to make it to the top now Era over everything you reppin The E is for the earth and the energy we spreadin Its effortless, cause you know Im better than yo record list The message is that you aint forgettin this, yeah The connections are hold, I might as well be the general Sit on top of your world, my ass off a pedestal Laid back cat just be puffin on some medical So I can avoid the chance of cancer on my testicals To live life long and add some dollars to these decimals Movin like Im flexible to look out for the rest of them You know its truth, you see me do everything with steez And I know you all peep Weve been climbin through some trees And my life is my job so Im livin for that green And I spit it with the team We workin off favors And we all workin hard and we tryna make that paper And the Eras gettin love to even see any haters I roll it up for later I sounded like Darth Vader After smoke come out my mouth after puffin off that vapor

RRRRRRRRAH A walking stereotype Big, fat, white male and Im ready to fight If youd like, Im taking on adversaries tonight So drop chery-shaded blood, when I bury my knife In you, find a female I will marry tonight Politely fill her with sperm, so she can carries my child Its brilliant Working for the enemys nice I mean a paycheck My inner rebels barely alive Hes a civillian Look down my ignorant eyes The train of thoughts cant arrive in the village of lies Im the corrupted medias illegitimate child Its been a while since I got wings but Im not willing to fly Id rather watch TV till Im truly dead Wishing I was Louie C.K. or Hank Moodys friend The movie ends and Im scared, cause Im losing my health Nicotine, alcohol and illusions of wealth My minds polluted an Deaths a breath away Pop pills like a maniac, chase the stress away My heads spinning like Im doing ballet Yeah, what a shame, interesting how we messed up yesterday And... Rape tomorrow with no condom on Then we start to ponder wheres the problems from But, we get a new iPad, problem solved Civilizations going strong, fuck the starving ones Because, uhm... You dont know shit about us We dont no shit about you Youre just not vivid enough - An image on the news Vanish when the TV is off Theres nothing real about you You see, the meaning is lost And were just animals You dont know shit about us We dont no shit about you Youre just not vivid enough Youre just image on the news channel It isnt enough to get us interested Fuck the hero Let us suck on the villains chest Till he spit some money on me Give me a check Corporation you are growing on me Give me a raise And I will work for your praise Till the end of my days My workspace is a horror story Cubicle maze This environment is wrong for me Im in a haze of a paperwork And a part of me, thinks Im a slave And it feels Im restrained in invisible chains This mundane office harmonys Killing my brain, like: La la la lalalalala la la x

The final battle has not been fought! The fruits of victory shall be mine! Kill the noise with a skull on his chest Call him the punisher War machine like Iron Man Im warning ya Hes a beast Just here to bring apocalypse Fools call him The Thing The way that he be rocking this Burn ants as hot as the Human Torch Came with their team, they all lost ? your X-Force Next course of action Red skulls from bashing Him, her, them, and they crew In that fashion Concrete corner Galactus Except I dont crush worlds I crush girls that work at Saks Fifth Avenue, havent you heard? Im inhuman like Blackbolt I crack frames by speaking in word Challenger rapidly burned Now you got an eye patch like Nick Fury Just for having the nerve No justice in the league In a flash, youll surrender And yall aint got talent for the West Coast Avengers We heat, set flame to the street like Ghost Rider With no lighter, you Peter Parker minus the spider: Useless! Ruthless! What did you expect? Im danger like Gambit playing with a full deck Daredevil, I show skill at a rare level Archangel, my hearts mangled and wont settle To be, less than the juggernaut Stomping through your danger room Rocking a metal plate on my face like Doc Doom How soon before savage dragonsll roar? And we even the score for all of the secret wars That yall missed? I wish this crisis had hope I aint a joker but this is the killing joke The last comic standing Pause with the wet works Sin city, watch men do dirt A savage land where the titans aint teens And they 10 times quicker than Quicksilver at top speed To pull a weapon X and unplug your cable Assassination plot, McFarlane at a table With an iron fist Venom in this pen I write another graphic novel Blacker than the dark night A harder fight than the war within and cant pretend That this is where the story ends I hate to send the vision Another image than I came with Now whos a hero? Im a villain with a statement Now whos a hero? Whos a hero? Whos a hero? Whos a hero? Now whos a hero? Whos a hero? Whos a hero? Whos a hero? Whos a hero? Whos a hero? Whos a hero? Now whos a hero? Hes still dangerous! He is unscathed! He freed himself with ease in seconds! Whats wrong with me?

MF Grimm - “Tick, Tick ” MF Grimm: You know when you’re gonna come in? MF DOOM: Nobody will never ever, ever, really, really know. The more you know, the more you know that you don’t know shit! Niggas’ll never run out of shit! So much shit, so much scripts through here, niggas’ll never run out of shit MF Grimm: It’s another rollercoaster ride MF DOOM: Multifaceted Walk the Path of Jesus, witness if Hell freezes The mind teases reality, crack the pieces Nothing eases. Being chastised with blood Baptized guys revise, acknowledge past lives Statements will be made—acknowledge me My mind is Heaven’s gate, so enter me My mind is the gate to Hell, so try to flee Both gates look the same—which will it be? Demons scream from thought process Enter semen, child born, stress Body want to sleep, but the mind can’t rest Measure pleasure through financial progress When it come to currency, love is nonexistent Foes multiply, friends become so distant Some hope you die, backstab in an instant Foes I despise, disguised as allies to sabotage Camouflage, loyalty is lies To see God, look into my eyes . To see The Devil, then you look into my eyes ‘Cause I’ma Slow it up, speed it up, slow it up, speed it up Metal Fingers feed beats, Grimm Reaper eat ‘em up Speed ‘em up, slow ‘em up, speed ‘em up, slow it up Brainsick, tick, tick, tick, MF blow it up Slow it up, speed it up, slow it up, speed it up Metal Fingers feed beats, Grimm Reaper eat it up Speed it up, slow it up, speed it up, slow it up Brainsick, tick, tick, tick, MF blow it up Take air, compress it, bless it, mix loops like Ku Klux. MF don’t give two fucks. Nigga Quarterback blitz, popped, quickly fumble Leave game with concussion, seeing stars and mumbles This happens to any emcee that wants to rumble Dynasties destroyed like Carringtons and Colbys Noise reduced, MF thinks in Dolby Chop that ass in half like Obi-Wan Kenobi Greatest of all time, God straight up told me Greatest of all time, the Devil even told me Icicles on surface of Sun, we’re living coldly Prophets be phony, and we Attack, we switch like the Wu-Tang symbol Still kill Jack even though quick and nimble, plain and Simple, pick niggas off while they’re balling And die old like Stalin. Yes Death, I hear you calling, I accept collect Human sacrifice, must pay respect. We catch Wreck, nigga, we catch wreck And... we’re gonna... gonna... Slow it up, speed it up, slow it up, speed it up Metal Fingers feed beats, Grimm Reaper eat it up Speed it up, slow it up, speed it up, slow it up Brainsick, tick, tick, tick, MF blow it up Boom! MF Grimm, MF DOOM Do your homework. Ain’t no peeking, nigga!

And I know That we could be together But not now That I cant do And I know That we could be together But not now That I cant do

Its that butter shit niggas know I always never stutter with! Check the styles, check it, uh, peep it I re-up on bad dreams, bag up screams in fifties Be up on mad schemes that heat shop like jiffy-pop Shit, instant, get smoked like Winston cancers And cut halves through them gangsters too In real life, the real trife scene Might steal your life with the assault machine Rifle, dead up, its a setup like bull-fight Be blunted how we like cant white or in full flight The unemotional, call me anti-social On the run from off the gun death tally commercial Death valley is like rehearsal to the streets To my peeps, one-twos on beats Like the weapons of war Now you keep from steppin on my floor, or delivery front door Special, and motherfuckers master yours My disaster causes you: Hell in them gas drawls The supervillain, cooler than a million, I be chills Still quick to slice squares like Sicilians Dont make me have to hurt them feelings Ill ruin you in the dirt that I be doin in my dealings Sendin spirits through the ceilin, chrome peelin Dome blown, in the comforts of your own home Grown, big wheelin, high rollin I hold the lye, I keep the sty on my eye swollen Bitch, nigga, switch the style X a massive-versatile Big up to Monster Isle I saw you in Hell with them gas drawls Peep it To my brother Subroc and Black Ju I crack brew for , two more, three men, two up I hit the brew up like nobody knows how X the unseen feels When giving crews a brush with death like between meals Two times a day with brothers whos tight like a noose With more rhymes in use than Dr. Seuss or motherfuckin mother goose X the suspicious flirter That every hooker hearda, next to malicious murder Track is type vicious fulfillin ya pipe wishes The misses may be legal minus the baby eagle Any given summers eve dont breathe Sixteen shots I do believe and one up the sleeve Master of the O to predict ya last pause I told you, Hell and gas drawls, breakin Glass and plastic jaws like federal drastic laws Fed up from fightin secret wars with them Fantastic Fours Versus Doom wit the metal face before I go to state The ho better settle case The flow is at pedal pace, steady like tricycles Beware all suckers is froze like icicles Im baggin bitches like nickels Cause I licked em where they tickle before I hit the clit though Ima split till I pronounce, more hits than a ounce no doubt About to bounce, X the unannounced, Im out And I like to give a shout to my man Jet Jaguar You know, D-Smooth, B-One Master of the O I call this joint In hell with them Gas Drawls

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.. Uhhhhh, uhhhhh, uhh uhh uhh uhh uhh.. Sho nuff as the 7-11 wins Is in for Plumskinnz from begin A rooster a-booster, vickin all the hens Thick chicks, but even sticks got friends Up high, the up high Im covered With the innocent fuzz from the peaches says the streets Down low on the down low I know the right juice from the darkest fruits got roots Mind wanderin, mind playin tricks I want Nestle Quik picks my best of games to kicks Tongue tied up, tongue tied up confidin Thinkin if I could Ill stoop to trickin ?? Beware the grocer when ya crush em with your thumbs though See no grocer wants bruised plums yo Once bruised one time, tis forgotten And once the plums is rotten, the skinzzll cut your gums At the corner store a sign reads, For Sale: Plumskinzz Fruit Cocktail Only ones runnin to the corner is pale males Open all night, the corner plumskinzz is stale Back to the honeyplum thats swift with gift And if the plum is pit I guess Ill just plead fifth Ill say sweet young, from your ?? have some You got some peach well Im down with O.P.Plumskinzz Dont drool with all the juice you dribble Scribble the beeper code, so the X can gets a nibble Trust, just, in case youre asked why Behind my buttonfly is a fruit fly Huntin for those plumskinzz I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop ya dont stop I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop ya dont stop I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop ya dont stop I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop ya dont stop Since last we spoke I cried about Teddy Ruxpin And me myself, in a dream, pimpin in a tux and uhh Now that the toys in my bed hit the edges Skinzzll be smoked like, Benson and Hedges Legs over ledges, Im over heels Over heels, five-nine is the result of how I build But then hard times come, oh and how It makes me feel as if I needs, a Lowenbrau No I aint gon never seek refuse in booze I find the Gods and crews, seekin plumskinzz to bruise Up somethin lovely kickin game, no shame GREAT shape got me GREAT date but untamed You never knows, where goes my hand next Suprise, Im in your plumskin Spandex Lust for lust-ful got me lustin Honies ask for it, but then they start bustin Want ya, need ya, but dont wanna seed ya Baby listen close, and follow this procedure You feel my peachfuzz while I rub your plumskin But before you go you know we gotta get somethin Start-ed, pump-kin, pie I promise to lick ya til your well runs dry By the fruit you bare I guess you got spoon In my room I search some this Fruit of my Loom I never touch young bright them plums til they reach age Dont think I aint good when Im gooder Dont think I wont when I woulda I save plums in lump sums because I may want it soon Damn I wouldnt want my plum to turn prune Unless it be all that, be all that It wont matter, just black sweet ones come fatter Im kinda, kinda picky with my fruit mix But always fix fat drums in the batter They say you must, must share a little plum I say, With that idea kid, youre dumb I play the role, play the role, kinda shy And keep the concept to unbutton the fly The question, my oh my, any left for thy shore? I pick fresh fruit, plus vick em galore Raw as can be, I can be much more adore My sweet gift shot like Quickdraw McGraw Its plenty much, plenty much to go round I weigh em by the hand, take em by the pound Maybe I slap big, bot-tom round But if now, sit tight, I just might hound you down Things that make you go Mmmmm Taste a sugarplum, use your mouth, go Mmmmm If you aint already been, yo catch me with a finnicky grin And you should know, like Flynn Im in For those plumskinzz I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop When Im squishin up a plum I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop When Im rubbin on a plum I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop When Im goin on a plum I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop And when Im grabbin on a plum I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop When Im ?? on the plum I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop When Im lickin on a plum I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop When Im nibblin on a plum I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop When youre pickin up the plums

See, its like, okay, where I come from in my neighborhood My people know me, you know what Im sayin? See if I try to come any different, they aint gonna respect me no more You know what Im saying, because they, you know, people got that thing about themselves, you know If you come from that neighborhood, you know what Im saying, you can, you can Get out the neighborhood but you can never take the neighborhood outta the people Know what Im saying? But if you tryna, like, jump and cross over to the other side, people understand that and they dont like that Thats why they dont be buying peoples music See we keeps it real We always gon keep it real They try to shake me down like Parkinsons but all they ought to find is Im an artist And from lost times parting with my heart to find a part of mine And part sides with the lies, but I know the world is full of em And i can feel the aura that youre so thin Pulled the sword from the stone again No need to get my rap dagger dull again And you dont get another chance, so no askin bout the mulligan And it aint cash if I dont see itn my hand I wont be throwing it Taking heads, making bread, shaking feds, breaking sets Better than any fake that ever made the claim they can Easy bake and my opponent sees the paper fore I toast em Dropping bombs spar on em pop em like a soda Exploding like a supernova Leave your shit like a terraphobic land rover Moving coast to coast looking for some more exposure But Im frozen over with the thought pf going nowhere But that aint possible, indigo they hittin licks with them sticks, no Popsicle Put it through your noggin for thinking you talked about em Taking care of business, my oppositions aint obstacles You just some odd balls, or even the plain fields Compared to me you a child, bout to slash some training wheels The chopper cocked and still they act like they have mass appeal Who got the mask of skill? Im popping off so you should pass the pill Pastor black as well, no lacking passion, rapping dope for real Front and center with the heat, like I was Shaquille ONeal

Now, I dont push a Lex Others had their turn to flex, Jeru is up next All these so called players up in the rap game Got brothers on the corner selling cooked cocaine It used to be LaToya and jim hats But now its Uzis, Macs and G-packs of cracks Everybodys psycho or some type of good fellow But me I keep it real thats all swine like jello Dont drink Cristal, and I cant stand Mo Never received currency for moving a kilo Or an ounce, make em bounce to this fake-pimp-free flow I never knew hustlers confessed in stereo Or on video get caught youll know who turned states Evidence, murder weapon, confession and fingerprints Mama always said watch what comes out your mouth Tight case for the DA from here to down South Knowledge wisdom understanding like King Solomons wealth Youre a player but only because you be playing yourself With all that Big Willie talk, hop, youre, playin yaself With all that big gun talk, bop, youre, playin yaself With all that rah rah rah, youre, playin yaself Youre, playin yaself, youre, playin yaself With all that rah rah rah, youre, playin yaself With all that big gun talk, bop, youre, playin yaself With all that Big Willie talk, hop, youre, playin yaself Youre, playin yaself, youre, playin yaself Now these ladies is looking pretty from city to city I refined a few I met, around the country The nitty gritty, its all reality, no question Actual fact like tight jeans cause yeast infections And sisters with good minds, get no respect when Their ass is all hanging out, playing the bar section Of the club shake what your mama gave ya, back to the lab I drop the truth, cause rhyming is more than just my craft Or a way to get ass, or fast cash, or blasted Black women, make sure youre respected When niggas is kicking that old off the wall shit, let em know From jump: Dead it, youre not ignorant Knowledge wisdom understanding is the key to wealth Put some clothes on that ass if you respect yourself With those hooker type wears hon youre, playin yaself With those skin tight jeans baby youre, playin yaself Everything all exposed youre, playin yaself Youre, playin yaself, youre, playin yaself Everything all exposed youre, playin yaself With those skin tight jeans baby youre, playin yaself With those hooker type wears hon youre, playin yaself Youre, playin yaself, youre, playin yaself Now, I dont bust a Tec, bubble drugs In the projects, or use mics to sell sex Niggas, nowadays is all about this So much ying yang, its ridiculous If you got so much cheese where are the black distributors And these record companies shake em down like mobsters But impostors, like commercial locks are not rastas Always faking moves, never, making moves Asses shake, bottles pop, the government is breaking down you fools You work all week and give the devil back his loot for jewels And the steak on your plate is filled with chemicals Still, brothers leave brothers all battered and bruised On the streets, wont see snakes on my feet The race is on, but I wont compete

Nobody followed me, dont worry! I watched out You ran around; good times, girls, you were special Big cars, and fancy suits, this haberdashery (Why didnt you stay home and mind your own business? Dont you see what you did you fool, you bought him straight to me!)

When the revolution come, you can see me on the front line Firing my gun, standing right beside my son If I go, its understood that I stood for something When my whole life, they told me, I was good for nothing I was raised by the stray dogs, blazed off, layed off Breaking laws, graveyard shifting every day war Focus now, notice how, things change, soldier I remain the same, Im older now, I embrace the pain I blame the struggle, nearly drove me insane Thought I lost my head, till my brethren told me the same No tears for the reaper, Ive buried bout a thousand In graffiti, rest in peace sprayed off throughout the housing I tried to stay civilized, the hoods a prison inside The only difference is the doors dont slide Still we trapped in the animal cage, cause we got animal ways So we react, with the animal rage And my sections real, weapons peel, cheddars the deal Seen the depths of hell, now I stare, death in the grill From the slave ships, to todays bricks, same shit Im awake, to the wickedness, and one, with the pavement The all great mind stays divine, my hands remain deadly We shine without the hung jewelry, produce light Thatll travel through mics, now as the time riping We took words that we nourishing, encouraging A nation to awaken, those who were sleeping Can you conceive the thought? Transatlantic import Slave and bought, secret relations between blacks and Jews Might set a fuse off in the head Many dead lynch hung, swung from trees Brothers in the struggle together, eat from one pot Hold each other down to the sneaker Nothing come between us Fast money and chicks, did it to the best of cliques Its sickening... huh Its me and you son, forever in the struggle No doubt, we hustle, survival is the motto Will you soon follow, a better tomorrow ...For a better tomorrow Its me and you son, forever in the struggle No doubt, we hustle, survival is the motto Will you soon follow, a better tomorrow ...For a better tomorrow I catch a few flashbacks about, going through the struggle How we used to make dollars, from all the snow we shoveled In a broke neighborhood, where the kids often dream About a lavish life, that is mostly seen in the screen Where some dreams are quickly cut short, due to gang violence From loud guns, that kept witnesses, in deep silence Was it bad timing? Jealousy from too much shining? Or a set up, from a girl that he wined, kept dining Its a known fact, they will attack, cause its like that And depending on the, kind of impact, that strike back In a town where the talk is cheap and, beef is brief A mother sobs uncontrollably, and exhibit the grief Large holes in the front door, of a housing tenement Allows room to retaliate, so conflict is imminent This hate in the brain, destroys the cells like cancer Even experts are stuck with more questions than answers Its me and you son, forever in the struggle No doubt, we hustle, survival is the motto Will you soon follow, a better tomorrow Make the way for a better tomorrow Its me and you son, forever in the struggle No doubt, we hustle, survival is the motto Will you soon follow, a better tomorrow Make the way for a better tomorrow

Uh, dont call me OMWP call me uh, call me, uh I got bitches, yeah We all have huge schlongs, uh, swear Walked in this bitch and came on the carpet Drawing tattoos all over my body in Sharpie Snorted angel dust off Jams moms asshole, twas enchanting Looked in the corner and saw Jams slowly fapping Wut Nosmel your fur suit is cheap I spend more money on sandwich meat Rap to me you gonna get beat Leave you like the carpet under my feet You think youre all that cause you got some thumbs up Why dont you pipe down, quit making threads and shut up Damn son you are so fucking thirsty You probably think Ab-Soul is good, ah, it hurts me You know that editorship has no correlation to IQ But you wouldnt know that, you arent too bright, are you You started off with Dolan, god such a played out gimmick I see you, standing there, soaking in limerence And now youre stanning one of RGs WOAT forumers? Youre irrelevant enough to be sent to the RG coroner When I hope of this track, vocal destruction leave you surprised I got Diez eyes, thats 1 plus 3 times Tiens eyes Now I need a filler bar, 3 away for sixteen Lyrical line of the year that you never foreseen I forever rock the bells like LL You steady taking Ls like youre Nosmel Guitar Solo I played Uno with Lemson once He was rlly smelly Whos nosmel Must be irelly Snitches need a .44 in that dome, paratroopers in their home Paid niggas to flick that on switch off, knock these lights out Have that nigga eating baby food in the wheelchair with the severe gout Im talking bout you nosmel, riding on lemsons relishness Best guess is you probably rock dresses while playing chess Better drink yourself into a stupor, new liver Put niggas on blast, that shit aint cool Put your head underwater and try drinking the whole pool If you get into editor chat, youll get clapped in the dome Press that chrome into your temple, have you crying for entrance into the next level

Why yall niggas is sis to fuck with Lil Fame I analyze the streets, spit real game Ill blast on you as you pass on through Catch you right where you stand put your ass on you I remind niggas with that blue steel that you rip And the rush that you felt from the nigga that you hit, now How many niggas wanna ride with me, collide with me Be accessories to homicide with me Who I hang with, bang with, spit flames with The hand full of niggas that I came with I aint tripping, I know you got a hell of a plan For the man if you ever caught me slipping You will stop me, wont you, pop me, wont you But you know Ill whoop ya motherfucking ass bitch, dont you My family strong, your moms dont need so stop breathing Before you cats and you ass get deleted Look, aint nobody stoppin this here Youll see it, its on and poppin this year Mound up Pounds up! We build this foundation, from the ground up nigga Stand up faggot, Ill let you have it where you post at Back with my golden fiend and Womack Nigga hold that, Juliani cant control that He know that With the same cats that blaze DATs on the boulevard We remain strapped, then came back, doin it hard So send your soldiers cobra and I will send everyone of em back With holes under they hat, falls of through they back Damn with it motherfucker All day real with it motherfucker Im not your average, Im from a block where they trap cops And made em holler ten-thirteen Its the commander, Danze, hands, down You need to know who you fucking with now Now kill-a-kill again, with an unusual will to win An unusual will to sin, stop fucking with me Look, aint nobody stoppin this here Youll see it, its on and poppin this year Mound up Pounds up! We build this foundation, from the ground up nigga Its an every day thing in a every day game More day every day, motherfucker bang Its the streets in me, and me, Im staying tuned to this shit Its music to my ears, Im immune to this shit Im suffering, from a disease called Leave me the fuck alone In this full blown , bitch M.O.P., prepare for the ruckus And we murder-murder-ma-murder-murder you motherfuckers Allow me the way out, down out, pull my gun out Run out in the middle of a street light Ah, there you go, bastard, murder international, custom main caskets Now could any of you cocksuckers turn to me The way this streetgame is going is concerning me Whatever happened to the old days We all blaze, we all study criminal ways Look, aint nobody stoppin this here Youll see it, its on and poppin this year Mound up Pounds up! We build this foundation, from the ground up nigga

Alright, friends, you must be trippin A bunch of wacky-ass clowns, are you Krustys children? Thats hella great, one-two, man my stuff is wicked Dont hestitate, kung-fu, Imma bust these chickens Must be the sickest, man, my throat is itching Dont have a lotta policies, but Im opposed to bitching Im like a -- drug dealer, never closed to business And Im iller than a pillow of a hoe with syphilis Even the childrens know the flows ridiculous Really though Im really bored and Im growing sick of it The daily minefield, Lord of War like Nicholas Im going to spit whatever my tounge will hit me with They say Im crazy, thats a load of gibberish Aw, you see a flaw and Im supposed to give a shit? Nah, Because I know that what I show is riveting Am I the greatest, well, hold on, man, lemme think I have to say, yes maam - affirmative Even though my background screams that I am a white suburban kid Listen to me and check those tight-ass words I spit Im not one to sit there, Im defiantly stirring the mix The school is out, but youre not over learning shit And the sting of knowledge, son, its going to burn just a bit My soul is golden, youre not gold, youre silverish So, riddle me this, whos the boldest villain there is? Thats me, Im glad we agree What can I say, man, gee, all you challengers flee Im like the RZA, mothafuckers, its apalling to me And you know what? I got no friends, youre all enemies All you misognystic weirdo fucks, talk about nothing but... fucking bitches, doing chicks , screwing females, banging babes, pounding girls, boning honeys, porking sluts and... And thats just not my style, thats not my style, at all, wanna know why? Okay, I tell you why Cause I dont fuck bitches I am more considerate - I hug bitches And ask them how their day went Was it fun, bitches? I got heart beating so strong That my lung itches Im such a gentleman Her cunt twitches I am a hunter-gatherer so really fuck fridges I roll a fatty and I burn it - youre in motherfucking luck, briges Lifes a bitch and the sluts frigid And fuck Death, cause she isnt giving up the digits But this is it, man, I gotta live it Im like motherfucking Earth, man, I gotta pivot I will be winning for eternity not a minute But not this moment, cause my stomachs Got about a dozen bottles in him And pretty soon, I be vomiting em Its such a shame though, cause so much alcohol was inem A quick sneeze and Im back on my feet, asking for weed Take a puff and Im back for dinner

Ten-hut! Officer on deck Salute, salute, salute Ya, bombageddon, hard head descendants Jarhead in the trenches, Scarheads relentless You came, performers, locksmiths and fools Czar, whats your occupation? Anytime Im spittin, the floor rock The spells so strong, I catch hate from wizards and warlocks Boom-bap ambassador, track master hot as Africa sand Movin bodies like a human trafficker What Im stompin to harder than an inmate on a conjugal Launchin you with rocket fuel, live at the barbecue Rebel I-N-S provide a spark for you And I aint even dig into my arsenal Dont take it personal, you know the biz and you know this is Thoughts, so much force Im like Yodas twin I break a sweat in the coldest wind Im bad news, they gon notify ya closest kin CZAR, DOOM CZAR, DOOM CZAR, DOOM CZAR, DOOM CZAR, DOOM CZAR, DOOM CZAR, DOOM CZAR, DOOM The Supervillain, a maniacal tyrant Hear footsteps, adapt to your environment Jungle, all you suckers with the rap jargon The type of rap you find on a rack at a bargain Type of crap probably get em smacked off the margin Willis Reed, 72, Knicks at The Garden New York, this aint no new talk, true talk TMZ and fake beef is the new pork Filthy, regurgitate Tape him up, lay him down, increase the murder rate No no no, not that dude, I heard he straight Wack rappers get spit on through the pearly gates Final straw, ask em what they rhymin for Death waits right behind the door like a dinosaur On a line of raw tryna find a cure DOOM! CZAR, DOOM CZAR, DOOM CZAR, DOOM CZAR, DOOM CZAR, DOOM CZAR, DOOM CZAR, DOOM CZAR, DOOM It was a shit show from the get-go Every hero needs a villain, weave a web like Steve Ditko To get dough, they thirsty, word to big Diplo, they tip-toe Minions round the giant with the sick flow No, no, I wouldnt provoke em They call him Connor McGregor, the way hes fuckin outspoken In a trial by combat, lets do ten paces Cesspool erases, Deadpool their faces Deck, DOOM and Seamus, rec rooms and stages You gamble with your health, med schools and Vegas I miss that old shit, rappers used to be stupid def Now they just stupid and deaf I stay around bread like twisty ties, look CZARFACE stick the superhero landing, extra fly My mind scattered but the bars rule So many voices in my head that every rides a carpool

A modern day marvel, but terrible—better—horrible When he grab the mic from son, he crushed up all his metacarpals He said he aint mean it—totally by accident After the show, he didnt follow where yall taxi went Will this be available on wax? Ask Max Mill They on the opposition to his ass-wack tax bill But will it pass the senate? Slum lord tenant And super like 1-A, have a fun stay One day, he plan to put in a runway With enough land for his own projects and gun play Section 8 penthouse, maid look like Faye Dunaway Alotta yall ass out like gay runaways Its how they say semi-risque All day everyday, give out Emmys the quick way Have the average MC say, Gimme a sick day! They really aint got shit to say like Timmy McVeigh Get a hunch, a real rag tag bunch In school, he kept a doo-rag in his bag lunch Just to eat heads on some breakdance shit and spit He writ this skit in Sanskrit If the pants fit, sport em, but rock em low Your man like Rollo on the slow, cant knock it though Its like the same hustle, bro, two knuckles glow Tucked-in Le Tigre—just let the name-buckle show Good googly moogly—see that loogie? Yeah—but keep it on the D.L. Hughley You dont watch her, he might house her like Doogie Just to cut her loosie like, swoosh—Mitsurugi Gooey gum drops—who he got his style from? —his pops—you gotta give the bum some props Ask ya sister—her beat box is more-thicker DOOM that nigga detox with more liquor Villain for hire—admire the sound Make sure the price is right before he come on down! Rappers be on some You, you, you! Forgot who they talking too, too much pork stew They need to not come out with nothing new Blew the whole shit up on some What this button do? Doom cheat the game like walk-thru Run em, son em like Mr. Rourke do Tattoo The way alotta clowns get down is unnatural This flow flip like oranges, apples Rhymes like limes to a Lemonade Snapple Leave her at the chapel, dont eat scrapple First thing they notice when they come to is they bling is gone Then they start remembering the Klingon with the rings on In came the Villain with their own gear like, Hi, there Yall play the rear, this whole year—my year. Metal face beard like Brillo pad Yall know his steelo so dont feel so bad Seed call him, Ol dad, the one the ol ho had Knew he was a winner since a swimmer in the gonads Okay pal, pay him like Paypal So we could be A-OK not OK Corral I think today Ill make the ladies say, Ow And maybe fuck around take a bow, now Who made his first mill and still carry razor blades Used to be straight As and still made the grade Tarded ass, how he get cash so fast? Year after last, left back in the retarded class Shoulda went to Boces Watch him all closely, who he think he supposed to be Villain who always win, at least he stay consistent Find out where that bitch went, get a room, pitch a tent Yo—yo, Max—yo, change the beat, yo You got another one?

Just another helpless fool in love is what I am Just another helpless fool in love is what I am Mary, you make me wanna eat you Every time I see you, its like the first time I meet you Fragrance like a flower, subtle and sweet too Seductive and whatever, it might as well be see through Like my genie in a bottle Miss could get me rich like a magaziney model Before you know it, he have her on a stroll Fresh and ripe, complexion like Acapulco Gold If I had to guess, just right, not a day old Like a cradle robber, copped her off, shop a trailer-load Know the right number, you can get her And hit it while you wouldve sold to the highest bidder like Fruits and berries, bring daddy loot in a hurry Just be cute, and dont worry Type to make a nigga hallucinate and admit it Then she started losing weight and letting everybody hit it Unlike Ally Always kept me happy, never had a problem with her She used to let me use her, back when I was looser Respect her until to this day and never did abuse her I told her Ill be faithful, but she dont believe me I probably couldve been, if Id never meet Evie She make me feel all fuzzy inside, its loco You wont get nowheres near her if youre broke though Kept a shorty, man, find em much thinner If caught I get mad time just for touching her Knock wood, so much for hymens So fly, she should be in the sky with diamonds Little young thing, she liked to do the tongue thing At times, she would play hard to get, fronting Or something, she made me feel like the number one king Run into her now, and we still catch a fun fling Met her out in Central Park, thats one sign Had the God mentally sparked, reflecting sunshine She said you need to stop messing with that white girl She fucking with your head and got your heart in a tight curl We messed around once or twice, but she dont know me She helped me get money at the dunce price OT Plus she from Colombia, so she really Spanish Cookie known to make a cat bank account vanish And Miss Hazy, older woman, mature black Every time she sees me, I end up gettin towed back All she want me to do is blaze it crazy The only one complaint is, she make me too lazy Sugar-mommy laced me with the butter navy Avi Just her way to make up for the headaches that she gave me Its all gravy, when Im done gettin my mack on Ally is always there to help me get back on Just another helpless fool in love is what I am Whats happening brown sugar? Say you look so good today Ankle bracelet wrapped around your leg Here have a seat, complimentary drinks is on me Bartender, Chevalier Chateau at table three Luxurious rings, eyes sparkling Whats your name sugar? Juanita Cash Hawkins Your complexion gives a reflection of Sometime a black woman just need to be loved Quiet and shy, baby girl my gift got you high Made you wanna hit me with the keys to that five? Just joking baby, I have a sharp sense of humour Wish I wouldve bumped into your frame a lot sooner Whats your physical degree, thirty one, thirty three Half Hawaiian with a slight touch of Chinese Seen you working at a law firm on Fifth Avenue Three blocks from the Gucci spot is where I trapped you Yo, Im all into older woman, whos happy living Love kids and, keep all our business in the crib and And not afraid to die with me the God on your side We holding hands til death do us apart and then we slide Earring in the left side of your nose, love my combo Should have left my Wis a thousand times maybe tonight though Yo, you sexy motherfucker, damn, whats the recipe? You make a nigga wanna god damn! Can you cook darling? At the stove youre evolving Baked macaroni, turkey wings, a nigga starving Here take my number let me pull the chair from under I had fun plus your backyard speak with thunder Love was never born to say goodbye Love was never born to say goodbye Love was never born to say goodbye Love was never born to say goodbye Love was never born to say goodbye Just another helpless fool in love is what I am Just another helpless fool in love is what I am Just another helpless fool in love is what I am

Chinese humor: Confucius say crowded elevator smell different to midget Audience laughs Mexican humor: Why does it have hair around it? To keep it from looking like a taco Audience laughs Guess youve never seen a taco. See, they cut like this- No, they cut like this, and then, you hold it like this so the meat wont fall out Have you ever eaten one? Laughter You nigga! Did I ask you a question!? Laughter

Rock, rock, yall, between the tick, tock, y’all I came out the Magnolia like the beetle, the genie of the incense smoke From the church steeple, mixed with the prayers of the people Pollination, Subhanahu wa taala Nation Global recalibration, Roc Nation causing shock waves In the basement, seven thousand kilohertz With every verse I heal the earth, with every line I drop The tears of man into a cloud, in a fine mist until it bursts And rain from the brain, snowflakes for the pain The flow is just so insane, we wondering why you came Heres a jewel, son; be yourself Quit looking like someone else, get your dignity off the shelf The true Jedi code is stealth, stay in tune with whatever else The Asiatic galactic master of the atlas Author of mathematics civilized the savage, terrorized the clerics Big black chief like Robert Parish I broke the deputy neck while Metal Face shot the sheriff Soul rebel in the deadly bout with the devil Conquerin’ every level, the best part is where I settle Spread love through every ghetto, plus suburbia Me over the track is a acquisition, a merger couldnt be any further Woke the game up into a fervor then disappeared like the burglar The style you never heard of, the very premise is murder But sweeter than a Werthers, roam the Earth like Bedouins and Berbers The great ancient goat herder, emerging through your server Ash Hadu Allah Ilaha Illallah Wahdahu La Sharika Lahu—by far Rock, rock, yall, between the tick, tock, yall DOOM out the vortex to your neocortex Your guess who spit the rawness is good as GORE-TEX® Metal Face turtleneck vest, built to support bras Standard issue for broads, carbon like ya sports car Anybody ask—he retired Tried to hold the villain to task—he was fired Fired up, his own boss on strike Accused of using hot pepper sauce on the mic Get tossed on a spike or cross if you like So be cautious, leave em nauseous as pork sausages Salami and some bacon, some bacon and some ham Plans get mistaken for a scam, ah, damn, fam Bless the child who hold his own, none could master respect Soundwave transform like Rumble, Ratchet eject Its more secret than Al Gores wallet Or Val Thor’s comet or style wars, bomb it Or that gal of yours armpit, darn it I promise

Up in them five-star tellies and two mic rhymes Be them average MCs of the times Unlike them, we craft gems So systematically inclined to pen lines Without sayin a 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 And knock it out before we pour That sure shot more rock co.kane flow From the top of the key, the 3 Villain Been on in the game as long as you can wheelie your Schwinn Turn the corner spinnin, 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 Wilco And still owe bills, pay dues forever Slay huge when it comes to whos more cleverer Use to wore a leather goose ski with a fur collar Hand charged a fee for loose leaf words for dollar Ya heard? Holla - broad or dude, we leave food Eat your team for sure, the streets sure seem rude For fam like the Partridges, pardon me for the mix-up Battle for your Atari cartridges or put your kicks up Its a stick up Now put your blix up, these Riddick Bowe cuts Is swoll like penile flicks, give em 20 The danger in his eyesll let you know hes a brawler Bring your tallest champs like that much taller Ten pounds heavier, one step ahead of it Vocab, stamina, styles all irrelevant Camps and cliques, units, squad crews and clans Even your tonguesll fuck around and leave your mouth Doom brung that bum, there goes that news van again Act like you knew like Toucan Sam an em He eat rappers like part of a complete breakfast Your rhymes aint worth the weight of they cheap necklace String em up, bring em up under whack junk snack And get that out your hand, punk, jump and get your dunk smacked Foul, we all know the rules bro You slow, you blow the soup on your fools, his Impulse like Yugo You go lights, camera, action with no makeup We De La to the death, or at least until we break up Heres a couple of nice guys who finished first So nice try, but the prize is ours dispersed They say the good die young, so I added some Bad-ass to my flavor to prolong my life over the drum Everyone cools off from bein hot Its about if you can handle bein cold or not! And we was told to hop for no one, swhat I dig bout Prince Paul We stayed original ever since yall First to do a lot of things in the game, but the last to say it No need to place it on a scale to weigh it And dont do it for the plays or to raise the bar Yet its raised anyway, its so amazing, are The three L.I. brothers from a other way of thinkin Hey your ladys winkin, I think you need to control that aura Or I can hold her 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 Sippin broads like 7-Up so refreshing I think Ill pop these verse like first dates to birthdates September 2-1, 1-9, 6-8 Too old, should I? Too bad, too late

Uh-huh, uh-huh, motherfucker, uh-huh Yeah, I see that, I see that All yall fake motherfuckers up in the joint, huh Stealin my light, huh Watch me, duke, watch me Yo, check these up top murderers Snowy in the bezel as the cloud merges F.B.I. try and want word with this Kid who pulled out bust a shot up in the Beacon Catch me in the corner not speakin Crushed out heavenly, U.G. rock the sweet daddy long fox minks Chicken and broccoli, Wallys look stink He with his man straight from Raleigh Durham, he recognized Kojak I slapped him five, Masta Killa cracked his Heini for him Everybody break bread, huddle around Guzzle that, Im about to throw hair on your back Since the face been revealed, game got real Radio been gassing niggas, my imposters scream theyre ill Im the inventor, 86 rhyming at the center Debut 93 LP told you to enter Punk faggot niggas stealing my light Crawl up in the bed with grandma Beneath the La-Z-Boy where you hid your knife Ghost is back, stretch Cadillacs, fruit cocktails Hit the shells at Pauls Pastry Rack Walk with me like Dorothy try to judge these Plus Degrees, sessical, rasta fiends Getting waxed all through the drive-thru Take the stand, throw my hand all on the Bible And tell lies too, Im the ultimate Splash the Wolverine Razor Sharp ring, dolomite Student enroll holding it A-yo, this rap is like Ziti, facing me real TV Crash at high speeds, strawberry kiwi As we approach your hood, the Gods bail See Staten Island ferryboat, cats bail Fresh cellies, 50 deep up in the city We banned for life, Apollo kids live to spit the real A pair of bright phat yellow Air Max Hit the racks, snatch em up, son, twenty dollars off no tax Dream merchant tucked in the cloud, stay splurging Rock a eagle head, 6-inch height was the bird Monday night Dallas vs Jets, dudes slid in with one hand Two Culture Ciphers, one bag of wet Heavy rain fucked my kicks up Wasnt looking, splashed in the puddle Bitch laughing, first thought was beat the bitch up Moseyed off gracefully, New Yorks most wanted cheeba hawk Seen the yellow brick road, I stole the pastries Same Ghostface, holy in the mind Last seen Manhattan Chase Withdrew the six-eight digit in the briefcase Rawness, title is Hell-bound Quick to reload around faces, surround look astound Yo, yo, yo We split a fair one, Poconos money Gin rummy with glare, spot the lame, bit his ear Yo, and taste a teaspoon, 300 goons, stash balloons Locked in lab rooms, hit with the Glock, stashed in Grants Tomb Clocked him like a patient, his stocks fall, hustle invasion Knowing now, we copped the block off, the chain tri-color Freezing in velour, icicle galore Gas station light gleaming on the wall Cop WiseGuy jams, James Bond vans Niggas flipped Timbs, rock boats under water, watch clams Pose for the stand-off, mad timid Hoping that the gun fall, guessing like lottery balls, yo

Not today Today it will different I wont let you bring me down youre crazy I wont listen Ive figured out your pace Im escaping out your rhythm All you do is say resent me but I wont pay attention You treat me like dirt Stop tainting my vision You need me, but hurt me Ive made a decision Youre swindling from work Im evading submission As I chief, and this herb Helps my feet leave this earth, uh Ignorance is bliss And bliss feels blissful As long as I exist I must resist to think so much Hit the spliff and its cool Thats the trick to living successful Uncut joy My wrists too A question mark is a double edged sword, its true Why have bad aim and still own a pistol? I just hope that this high lasts forever, please do When theres no one else to hate We turn to ourselves and say Youre the source of all thats bad Always unapologetic I will not give you attention Killing you would be pathetic When theres no one else to hate We turn to ourselves and say Youre the source of all thats bad Always unapologetic I will not give you attention Killing you would be pathetic, uh Holy moly tenderonis growing summer seeds Sonder, known to wander, ponder, wonder woman running steez Homies only budding G’s Graduated suddenly, like cylinders For real and works the bill with ill surrealist works Toke a trippy stick Open up a little bit Known to blow that sticky shit while waltzing down an icky strip Homie’s been Ridic and depicting them sickness pics If you do not call it a quit then you’ll make the family sick Ah shit, there’s stuff I’ve been told, it’s all shit Like the only needed goal is a bitch and a mod whip Consciousness, lost in a wash of the false fits Diminish your life perspective, for diamonds and false tits False shit, and once you get that it’s all shit Response becomes jaded, you know what the cost is Thoughts assimilated, automated approach The boss just emulated, we’re all nothing but ghosts, fuck it When theres no one else to hate We turn to ourselves and say Youre the source of all thats bad Always unapologetic I will not give you attention Killing you would be pathetic When theres no one else to hate We turn to ourselves and say Youre the source of all thats bad Always unapologetic I will not give you attention Killing you would be pathetic, uh When theres no one else to hate We turn to ourselves and say Youre the source of all thats bad Always unapologetic I will not give you attention Killing you would be pathetic

Im so self demeaning whats your meaning- I got a high self esteem Ill be in my dreams Ill be in my dreams Im a grown man Oh shit Im still a little person Carry a tommy gun forfront Like Al-Pacino or Scarface Against anyone who wasnt good to me back then Ill blow the bastards head off Im not the type of angry nigga to cross Actually- Im just a pushover My real name is Larry and im very sorry Losing like Jenny Frazier Nothing plays out of my favor But its alright where it should be Im nestled right underneath your Christmas tree Before I burglarize your presents with my presence and that Nothing but fingerprints and stencil I lost my pencil Whatever Im worst at what i do best And Im so tired i cant sleep All the problems in the world my soul dont need And my bodys hungry Nothing in my pantry Barely escaping the poverty I need to get some food-stamps I need to do my taxes And teach myself Just trying to end this life Im so self demeaning whats your meaning- I got a high self esteem Ill be in my dreams Ill be in my dreams So i left, left Left and i dont regret Apathetic dont sweat it Ill be in the basement Who are those strangers They look like cardboard that i could tear apart Hey charlie lets go play darts I love to start shit but i will never finish it Be the first one in and the first one out I been here a mighty long time now Still got a quarter century left Sitting on the church steps waiting for god Hello hi Forget me? People often do I expect my funeral to Contain a few individuals who Are willing to go the distance Are willing to go the mile And even in my coffin Im still smiling Maybe hell is heaven and heaven is hell I couldnt tell the difference that well oh well I was never very smart Where the hell do i go now Why are you sad Why the long faces Im so self demeaning whats your meaning- I got a high self esteem Ill be in my dreams Ill be in my dreams Fuck

Eatin Captain Crunch for lunch, dont get your panties in a bunch Shorty passed out, he coulda put the whammy in the punch Had he a hunch, he could get set up like one Cosby Slidin off of three snowflakes like Tom Bosley Remember Charlies Angels? They had to make some changes Three broads with burners, these dames could get dangerous Dude you never see will forever remain nameless Two of them things black, the last ones stainless Dont deal with the Devil on a deep level They see metal and sound off like a tea kettle Blow the spot up lovely With no reference to skin color, God dont like ugly Wise man once said not to showboat And treat the yacht the same way as a rowboat The snakesll hang theyself with they own rope And watch a jewel transform to a known quote All Im tryna do is just make mine Why a sideline rider tryna take mine? Cause I shine like the sun, broad day time Puttin facts to the claps and the bassline All Im tryna do is just make mine Why a sideline rider tryna take mine? Cause I shine like the sun, broad day time Puttin facts to the claps and the bassline

Control ChloroFluoroCarbons or ignore tomorrows problems and the rich will join the poor or starvin Whether you toil in the soil or youre royals the same thing I love this crowd! Is this an audience or oil painting? Grief has four sections: Denial, Anger, Depression and Acceptance Science Guisell diagnose were headed for the second So chew on that and masticate Procrastinate makes what should go first go last and wait Whether oil peaks in 1960 or 2040 is weeks by cosmic standards Autos transferred from horses andll go back when oil depletes Antiques are scared stiff. The edge of a plateau looks a lot like a cliff. Hindsights 20/20 Finite can be many It took a century to drain the oil but theres other fossil fuels CH4 has the smallest molecules Act now and change is still possible! OPEC holds back, it is viewed, for kopeks So next Iraq got jacked for its crude 150 billion barrels. Arab apparels a kaffiyeh, not a towel. After 1,2, or 3 wars, oil will still be a nonrenewable resource Now we pay for our follies Car corporations shut down hemp and trollies Its a fix, both politics and getting out jollies. Who predicts the new immigration When sky inflicts fire, hurricane, desertification Famine, and flood, islands go glug And malaria spreads to new areas from bugs? Invest in cancer drugs We survive guided by stars Not enough, we drive hybrid cars Respect arrives for this hide of ours When were back on the range The laws of attractionll change Shaved arm, waxed back, is bad for survival A strong womenll keep you alive a lot longer Leave behind whats too heavy: tv, torah, or a bible Tribesll form from one-self Too late for remorse that Natives can no longer help And no resources for photovoltaic cells All things go in a circle. We work all day to pay what you burgle Yesterday is history, twist a tree and listen to Mr. B! New York is the shit. Give me an orchestra hit The Big Apple roasts in the mouth of the pork on the spit

Someone walkin in the rain Thats supposed to be an inner sun Is that ... I like the deM, the demon Inside, outside of my house Im the only one he sees, Im the only one who sees him Entering the grey Was it destiny? I doubt it Feel like I just woke up to sing about it I heard some woman on the radio Say the world gonna end and its subliminal Eleven oclock, eleven oclock, Eleven oclock... I heard some woman on the radio Say the world gonna end and its subliminal Eleven oclock, eleven oclock, Eleven oclock... I hate when she says nothings gonna be alright Sit right here, dont leave, dont breathe for me Ill be right back. Thats a lot to say, I think youre a liar Feeling really shitty, Im feeling really shot Cant help but feel this impending doom Like theres a man right behind me lurking in the shadows Wearing a mask, and just like that my life lasts It hurt you so bad, it hurt you so It hurt you so bad, it hurt you so It hurt you so bad, it hurt you so It hurt, it hurt you, it hurt you so bad! I heard some woman on the radio Say the world gonna end and its subliminal Eleven oclock, eleven oclock, Eleven oclock... I heard some woman on the radio Say the world gonna end and its subliminal Eleven oclock, eleven oclock, Eleven oclock... Youre the only one who here, only one left Everybodys left, exited out the entrance Devils lived here forever Roamin the streets, the beast with jagged teeth Eating whats left of my unholy genes Oh the irony, oh the sodomy, only one here left Where has everyone gone? I wondered as everybody slept

Im from years ago So ahead of my time When it come to the rhyme It take twenty years to flow Im forever dope, never spoke about me Doubt P every exists, then get a telescope To see the light, take heat to height To be the type that eclipses others from shinning Dont give me the mic You better sweat your guys and check your eyes Because, only the real recognize, uh Astrologists that follow this turned into novelists For over ten years Ive been here, ask anthropologists Who spit Sicker? Its time to get with ya chick, stargazing Look for me just like the big dipper X 2 Im a distant star, spit you bars that way Out There Every few years you hear me spit With the best from the underground, clown I invented rhymes that went with music But heliocentrics sounds sick and demented. Dont it? To my opponents, I pull ya card You see plenty stars, and I ain`t talking Hollywood Boulevard Bars are spit. DJs and E-Bays Charge and grip, cause my vinyls hard to get I stay realer, way iller Like James Brown or Rick James, bitch, or J Dilla One of a kind, stunning your mind I`m outta reach when it comes to the rhymes Im a distant star X 2 Im a distant star, spit you bars thats way out there Who spit faster, leave you with asthma NASA, ball of plasma Perc is the one, every verse burst like a gun After me the only star is the earth to the sun Freaking yall cats when Im freaking bars When I rhyme I shine longer than the Main Sequence star Yall wack on the track, give the paw back Not even the black hole could keep this star back Im the baddest, P, so you had to see for yourself You thought the stars belonged in the galaxy Met the first MC But a star that could rhyme in these days in times They call me Percee P A star that could rhyme in these days in times They call me Percee P MF DOOM: It might sound strange But he wish it would rain To wash away the drainage From his squished in brain Mission insane, switching lanes, wrong signals Anytime he came real close, her thong wiggled Just a giggalo like Lee Roth Save it for David, From the t-off, completely off the meat rack Kick lyrics like kick flip feet off the beat track Broken like Hollyfeild See it with your own eyes, still Is he not for real? Snot drop got the deal like holley-wheels Shocked, the steel Still tops the pill, feel, slot mill Shes with the man Copped more feels than you can squeeze with ya hand Cheese, its in the can like trash And had bad cash like your man with the bad hash Some say he got the grip Fisting, while listening to a jazz riff, as if Known to be fanatical Especially with the rhymes thats totally radical Get smacked, gripping on you like barley food Villain could go Hollywood and still be gnarly dude

I see you curled up in a ball trapped in a bubble Drifting through the deep you travel subtle Tears get in my way Im having trouble Give me a chance, man, let me grab a couple more minutes I need more time Feeling this much pain is a war crime Radio skimming Not sure what Im more tired of The shit on fire all around me or the way Im wired up Whats the reason that I turn to dormancy all high as fuck Taking shortcuts toward serenity I fly above the issues that I- Radio skimming Pulled out the wheel and I broke the brakes Man, Rav is real all other rappers fake No dont fuck with me, dont fuck with me Dont fuck with me, dont even try it You dont wanna fuck with me Radio skimming You dont want it, no, you dont want it You pseudo blunted, Im too 100 Homie, you dont want it, no, you dont want it When I go running and running and running running and AHHHHHHHHHH Radio skimming Run, you motherfuckers better run You better run, you better run Cause you, your friends You dont want none, you dont want none, you dont want n- Radio skimming Lifes so scary People chase that fame and cherries til they all go pop All go pop all go pop Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop - Radio skimming All I do is hide inside Happiness is hard to find All these drugs, they slow the time And relieves me from- Radio skimming, now clear You can catch me in the booth doing what I do best Faded off that codeine, feeling no stress Man, I been busy lately Man I been busy, baby Need to slow down, look up from the cold ground Gotta find peace in order to calm down I need to think less Faded off that codeine, feeling no stress Is the light of dawn worth storm each dusk? Only if youre strong enough To recognize the light as a delight worth more than stormy gusts Always love your smiles, they bloom as beautiful as flowers do Now Ive learned to recognize I sometimes bring them out of you Used to hate myself too much, now I see I may have worth Never did I think Id see reflections of my greatness birth Ponder how you make it work, maybe cause you work to make In exchange for inner light my heart is surely your to take Corny sentiments are mostly bothersome and heinous when observed through hindsight lenses But this time it feels amazing Cause we can make it work, ashes rising from the ground This moments temporary as our smiles, but lets live now Yes, we get frustrated, often agitated But its all a part of you and I becoming you and I And Im confident that I wish to evade regret Pursuing that emotion you give off that leaves me stupefied Thank you

Nigga whatchu know about the struggle Dont you give me no rebuttal if its subtle I feel like im the only nigga bold enough to say he hate himself and really mean it With no shoulder clutch, most you got a soul to love you Dont like my tone thats cause im pouring what you born without They be tryna tell me what aint true fuck What they talkin bout i been hatin shit since middle school Im talking in an out, since a sprout I was firmly rooted in a fucking drought Life behind the scenes aint what it seems To a nigga i was dreaming bout a dream I made believe and i did it i been shitting on myself Cause i cant seem to envision, life as appealing as making it I made it my mission now im faded getting pissed off Talking bout how you might get ya shit tossed for talkin bout my shit wrong Lately it just seems like im my greatest critic I took a lot i put it on myself and hated bitching until i lost it everything i wanted i aint gotten and i guess its just the kid in me who really wants it all sit in my room lie in the darkness while it holds me Im just tryna live without seams that seem to control me I been cryin by my lonely I got lots a problems but i never talk about em Whether its my wallet or my mama I dream of making money just to find a way to leave her Its funny how her product sell himself without her dealin Its funny how a nigga fight his demons Unload another dutchy burn the weed until i feel it Nothing matters approach him wit a hammer Break a nigga shit quick stab him rearrange his face Placement like a face lift My patience worn thin sweater on a summer day Shit just dont feel right promised i would make a change Fukkit, there i go again trynna discuss it I find it hard to function till im moshin at the function Fuck you fuck her fuck that other nigga too I got damages ahead of me i got a lot to lose afraid I dont think so And these days everyone around me hiding right behind some thin smoke brighter than a burning city i could see you in the distance If a nigga actin silly hit him til he bleedin shittin I dont give a fuck i swear im running out of luck Had to walk a thousand miles just to say im givin up I could never be what you imagined Im a challenge but i manage Im as sad as ever passin pass away Im looking past it the shit Im saying drastic This might give my lil niggas goosebumps treat it like a kids book Jumpin from the rooftop i just wanna feel the concrete before the noose drop Imma see my niggas when the time comes Hopefully at that im emotional i know it its a teeny wit a magnum Speaking verses like a poet po it out for everybody This a singy song singaroo bullet holes, penetrating windows Thats a couple clues dodging every topic in a nonchalant posture Wit a goddess sitting on my crotch body cockblocker Back it up toe dancing like a motherfuckin heathen Im laughing while im heaving Im famished but im healing Im lavish while im screaming Im jabbing at the knees trick smile cause he step in and he noticed i aint pleased yet

Hey yo its all love, but loves got a thin line And Puns got a big nine, respect crime but not when it reflect mine The shit Im on is wrong but it lasts long Pull a fast one, then Punll wake up, with the stash gone Im mad strong, and my cream is fast Smoke the greenest grass, my bitch got the meanest ass And a taste legit, I dont have to waste a whole case of Crist All it takes is my pretty face and my gangsta wit Lace the click, cause we all share Its all fair like love and war, thug galore with the long hair Big Pun, Pun the name that makes the kids run Like spelling murder reverse it deliver redrum Come one, come all, if you wanna brawl Im the mighty Thor clotheslining motherfuckers like Steven Segall Cause all you gonna get, is your ass kicked or up in a casket Thats it Thats it Punisher bash it, at last its, rappers that really blast shit Cats getting Big Willie niggas like Billy Bathgate Up in Jimmys Cafe, havin caviar Crackin Cristal at the bar, smokin cigars, livin large We rob and steal, run with the mob, doin jobs for bills Im hard to kill for real nigga guard your grill I like to chill, spark an L and get high Im one hell of a guy, fly pelican fly Whattup Duke-o, you know, politickin papi chuco Im out here, watching for Jake, getting this loot though Shoot bro, I got a waterproof suit yo Swervin like a A.K.A. in Beirut yo Squeezin, out of automatic M3s and Please, you aint seen no thugs like these I can tell you lots of things thatll make you believe In Corona yo its better to take than to receive Your careers on life support, and Imma pull the plug And have every thug shootin that Beatnut drug In they blood, no escapin this Niggas is goin over their favorite shit to be tapin this World premier, loud and clear La and beer, get the dough, blow up the show Disappear, jump in the Cavalier Feelin marvelous, street pharmacist, twist arboles For pleasure, bring your territory terror Keep my workers under pressure got em sayin FUCK LESTER But thats aight Duke-o, my heart nowadays too cold Dont give a fuck where you been what you done Where you go, you know, peep this statement In black shades like a secret, agent Were night thieves, roll up on you like sleeves We light trees, bust these and stack cheese Its off the hook this year Makin mad money off the books this year, aint nothin But crooks in here Gettin mad money off the books this year Brothers are amused by others brothers reps But the thing they know best is where the gun is kept Cause in the night youll feel fright And at the sight of a four-fifth, I guess you just might Wanna do a dance or two Cause they could maybe bust you for self or with a crew No matter if you or your brothers a star He could pop you and jet without a getaway car And some might say that hes a dummy But hes sticking you and taking all of your money Its a daily operation He might be loose in the park or lurking at the train station Mad brothers know his name So he thinks he got a little fame from the stick-up game And while were blaming society Hes at a party with his man They got their eye on the gold chain that the next mans wearing It looks big but they aint staring Just thinking of a way and when to get the brother Theyll be long gone before the kid recovers And back around the way hell have the chain on his neck Claiming respect, just to get a rep

Yall know good and goddamn well Youre fucking with a brother who aint never had his hand held And never seemed passed out Rolling baby strollers over broken floating bottles In a shredded forest with a dying shred of hope inside you For this respect, I sweated and bled And have yet to be discredited by what a critic ever said Were unaware of his racial make up We know hes an albino but cant science the face up Never question what I am G O D knows if you dont, you can never understand So you need only know that Im unrelenting Nothing breaking, never ending, seldom bending Cast shadows like light descending Must not discuss divorce with the case still pending But I got some shit to tell you on my next record For now, we and Sage Francis connected and did Damage, uh Damage, uh Wrote this one a couple days after Christmas Hope is one struggled game thats persistent 0 plus 1 2, for Self, no assistance Pistol clear before this new year existed Somebody get the door, fuck it, let em snore Its all been said before, buried in a metaphor Lucy is Hip Hop, and Jacobs a prince Sean is an old man, and Slug is a PIMP now They say Im buggin because of the way I love em Nervous cause I know Ill never make the perfect husband What, they treat me like LL for art fucks They hang out and argue about my clown thought and snort rocks From the twin cities, call it the deuce Skinny grizzly bear alcoholic on the loose Sing with me, show your love, give me proof Flip the switch to damage and make this planet move Never intended on making records that seemed too slick Peeps move quick from cheap music to G-UNIT Weak bullshit pulls chicks, but Joe Beats flosses every day Aint he aint talkin bout my gold teeth My hobo teeth is no sleep for seeking soulmates Getting cold feet, if my queen dont awake My feeble bones break, spines curve People dont take time to learn outside the pyramids What the dilly is? Im unsure, but so sin surr Get your hurr did, that aint a perm, yo, thats a temporary That aint a wormhole, thats a cemetary where they bury the lies Im lampin, Im cold, cold lampin out in the snow, campin Cuttin wires so your phone cant ring You dont know a damn thing after your city gets undertaken Pass me a sissy so sucka Ill slay him Damage, uh, damage, uh Dances, famine Damper, dancer, Francis Hah, MF Doom on the beat Non Prophets, Slug and Ali Together at last, like cocks and cunts Yeah, lets fuck it up, clip that beat You know, were pretty much humanous And thats where wed like to work from From that vantage point Exactly and you know Non Prophets is spelled Like you know, like P O R P H E T like meaning Like Non Prophets, almost like a pun in the word

Tracks performed in act 1: Hoe Cakes Kon Queso Kon Karne One Beer Beef Rapp Vomitspit Accordion Meat Grinder All Caps Curls Figaro People Places & Things

You not as cold as me Mother fucker, stop pretendin Ill murder you in front of your crib like John Lennon Rip the tendons outta your muscle to cut the tension Im beyond your comprehension Like related subatomic particles in fifth dimensions Suspension in your breathing is what Im leaving Until a legion of demons whisper the meaning of life in ya ear Right before they make ya mother fucking life disappear But just because you hear the multi-syllabic gramatical Dont compare me to rappers that are on sabbatical Cause i never did business in little fucking Italy I play checkers on triple-decker buses in Tripoli The way that you typically bicker with me, inexplicably Is a mystery that pisses me off ridiculously Because im lyrically beyond your level, scientifically Specifically, spitting out the spick in me, prolifically Im the majority of America, futuristically After i die, fuck my music, youll feel me spiritually Darker than Sicily, rippin above the averages You hold no weight, like bitches after miscarriages And your label produces no kids like gay marriages Im disparaging every fake-thug rapper in sight Thats why your faggot ass will never make it into the light Ill crack your skull when i smash your face into the mic And now you know what Im like Ill Suge Knight the industry, i feel like the spirit of Nat Turner got into me Youre infinitely hopless, you sound like shit when you spit live, like Jennifer Lopez Ill massacre a rich rapper, and all his broke friends And go to club Cheetah, rockin some blood-soaked Timbs Party-crashin animal, fuckin model bitches Leavin their stick-figure anorexic pussy in stitches My verbal blitz is to outshine your offense Youre watered-down nonsense, and Im 200-proof Chockin a local youth in his home-made vocal booth Youre a fucking incompetent killer like Rae Carruth And Im Technique, the rawest nigga ever produced I spit nastier than regurgitating period juice So burn your fucking rhymebook, stay warm, and put it to good use Im bout to drop like frozen airplane shit through ya roof And im sick of fake hustlers telling lies to the youth You never robbed Dominicans, and you couldnt sling rocks if you was Palestinian You broke mother fucker, you cats dont burn rubber You niggas cant even get a cab like Danny Glover You aint hardcore, ill smack the shit outta your mother You wanna be gutter? ill leave you laid out in the street Signed yours truly, the mother fuckin Immortal Technique Thanks to ado

Pulled up in a black beamer My rims are black too... She was cheesin... You should have seen her ooh... Smile of a goddess Just like her body Wanted to ride it But............ patience is a virtue.... I know her worth too... So in this race youd better know that Im the turtle.. Cuz haste can hurt you.... Hurt us.. In God we trust... Eyes away from the lust Cuz you are more than a woman... And way more than enough... Look... No idea why my spirit is kindred to yours I gotcha back youre a blessing that is for sure I refuse to wonder what if...........I promise Im yours... If youre ready lets soar.... Youre the reason the word perfect exists... Ill let that settle in... Youre the reason the word perfect exists... Now that thats settled in...Im not settling... Listen.... I care for you.... This is my 4 page letter.... Ms. One in a milli You told me I should Just Breathe... So..... ill enjoy the ride.. read in between the lines.... Depression hit you whispered babe just try again... You rocked my boat and now Im flowing like the ocean... Youre hot like fire but extra smooth..... But let me show you what your man Ed frost can do... You probably get this all the time but youre beautiful.. And I couldnt live with myself if I never...ever let you know....you know? So sick and tired of these loose raps.... My loose raps...you sang that song for me... Knew it was my destiny...to be a great emcee.. I love that you can check me.... Keep me in line like a teacher in elementary I know who the best be... She got them angel wings... So needless to say I missed you... So...without further ado.... Aaliyah, I love you...

Oh my my my Im feeling high My moneys gone, Im all alone The world keeps turning Oh what a day, what a day, what a day Peace and blessings manifest with every lesson learned If your knowledge were your wealth then it would be well earned If we were made in his image then call us by our names Most intellects do not believe in God but they fear us just the same Oh on and on and on and on My cypher keeps moving like a rolling stone On and on and on and on All night till the break of dawn I go on and on and on and on My cypher keeps moving like a rolling stone Oh on and on and on and on Goddammit Imma sing my song I was born under water With three dollars and six dimes Yeah you might laugh cause you did not do your math Like one, two, three Damn, yall feel that Like one, two, three The world keeps turning Oh what a day, what a day, what a day The man that knows something knows that he knows nothing at all Does it seem colder in your summertime and hotter in your fall If we were made in his image then call us by our names Most intellects do not believe in God but they fear us just the same Oh on and on and on and on My cypher keeps moving like a rolling stone On and on and on and on All night till the break of dawn I go on and on and on and on My cypher keeps moving like a rolling stone Oh on and on and on and on Goddammit Imma sing my song I am feeling kinda hungry cause my high is coming down Dont feed me yours cause your food does not endure I think I need a cup of tea, the world keeps burning Oh what a day, what a day what a day You rush into destruction cause you dont have nothing left The mothership cant save you so your ass is gon get left If we were made in his image then call us by our names Most intellects do not believe in God but they fear us just the same Oh on and on and on and on My cypher keeps moving like a rolling stone On and on and on and on All night till the break of dawn I go on and on and on and on My cypher keeps moving like a rolling stone On and on and on and on Mad props to the God JaBorn

Nigga welcome to good raps The champ is on the mic and he spits shit The killer on the loose finna kill beats Its deeper than hip hop, Im feedin dope rhymes to the masses Im comin up slow as molasses, my times near ...Uhn, Im -- Iller than sick pups I be on my iron man air missiles fly as fuck The dope crew aint no point in even trying us Fuck shady deals aint no labels gone be buyin us Desire to spit ill shit Thinkin out the box, I be on that hella real shit Blast through the speakers as Im rappin in these sneakers And these NBs got a nigga rockin foreign features I be jammin in these beat by Dre And Im know for makin beats by the day Im a rapper by night Better beware cuz a nigga be on the come up Im cuttin niggas off and aint no room for a fuck up The rappin ass genius, yall rappin is tedious Denim with the creases, higher volume than speakers is Top scorer, ballin like small forwards Beat pad bangin on dope MIDI recorders Im enlisted in an army full of emcees Thirst for the fame, they talent is half empty Keepin every verse 100 like two 50s The labels still sleepin they continue to be picky,FUCK EM! I dont think that they could handle the reality And I sneeze when I hear you rap its the allergies You spittin the BS this is recess And Im on the job so just ask me where the beats at? When it comes the instrumentals, Ima statutory Rape it, and pay the engineer to fuckin tape it And get a disc jockey on the stage just to scrape it Im tryna blow up but my head aint gettin inflated Too many emcees thinkin they killin it but isnt sick Them niggas bite, but I bite back back Im venomous Friday the 13th, Mask on killin shit Bombs over Baghdad , blast in the villages Modern Vintage on that Wu Tang Roots shit The rhyme scheme have a nigga lost lookin clueless Gimmie the mic, gimmie the loot, gimmie the instrumentals I deliver a brass knuckle to yo fuckin dentals Forever laced in the cleanest threads Make a nigga reconsider everything he said Bodybaggin these sixteens with ease I rip spleens in these SBs and raw denim nigga They hate hard cuz a nigga spit They said I should stop cursin but I said, Fuck censorship Aw man, whats the plan tryna cop? What you got? Man I got the dopest rhymes on the block nigga

I want to scream at the top of my lungs I want to figure out what is real whats my deal I want to kill everything that I want I want to forgive but I forgotten how to move on I want to punch through a glass fucking window Break my prouder arm shallow My apologies are sincere I know that Im trying Its hard to move on, so I hold a grudge Like you holding your fathers hand All covered in dirt and semen I could hate you forever if I was so nice Get walked over all the time So what do I do Walk on other people I know because I see them in my rear-view Welcome to the land of broken hearted people babe but Everything is peachy More potatoes for gravy Very soft very sour You could hate me forever over something I did Instead of forgive I want to say fuck you And let it live and let the rise of the Ashes like Phenoix Open all the windows so you see it Free it, stink like shit so I febreze it Then I wear it instead of take a bath Like a otter when I wanna puff a bit of Marijuana I want to scream at the top of my lungs I want to figure out what is real whats my deal I want to kill everything that I want I want to forgive but I forgotten how to I want to scream at the top of my lungs I want to figure out what is real whats my deal I want to kill everything that I want I want to forgive but I forgotten how to move on Get down, get down with , Move on x3 iii Get down, get down with x5 You could hate me forever over something I did Instead of forgive, Put some lotion on ya ashy face Dont you understand I am a man and I make mistakes Call me up in the east part with the frozen lakes Where no one can find me obviously Want to hide under a rock

I move through in the sorta mist that blind my vision If I could get up outa this mess resembling sheets and cold feet I wouldnt be stressed out at the moment Over people requesting favors like shark loanin Im roamin around the designated past Theres usually outlines directing my lazy ass The motherfucker where they be at Who does he accept for a remedy to they ails Moanin melody escapes from a quill and I will I chose to wake up instead of staying asleep In my house or a home I cant find it in my room Or a bowl in the hole the basement the floor mat Dont have a key Now how the hell do I escape this misery This feeling inside of me, this shit is beyond belief I wish I learned the courage to fall asleep at day or at night My sight holds no light good night Do you know of a way to embrace the sun Do you know of a way to embrace the sun Do you know of a way to embrace the sun Do you know of a way to embrace the sun Do you know of a way to embrace the sun Do you know of a way to embrace the sun Do you know of a way to embrace the sun Do you know of a way to embrace the sun Do you know of a way to embrace the sun Do you know of a way to embrace the sun Now theres fear and love in the guise above Theres a war for your mind all of the time Beauty here but ugly there, everywhere you go All that really matters is which side So I just wish the feeling of feeling something Like the desert Mr. Rain its been dry since I came Its all I know, I travel on the road Trying to look for my soul, avoiding a pothole I worry most of the time when Im supposed to incline I dont know whats mine or yours Been searching for a sign, or something divine For some time now, nigga get me out from the black hole I love you so much my body aches Take such good care of you but I cant see The ghost behind the machine, and what I dont see I have a hard time believing in conceiving in this dream Do you know of a way to embrace the sun Do you know of a way to embrace the sun Do you know of a way to embrace the sun Do you know of a way to embrace the sun Do you know of a way to embrace the sun Do you know of a way to embrace the sun Do you know of a way to embrace the sun Do you know of a way to embrace the sun

Sing along with me What is real? What is real? Staring out my window What do i see What do i see Everybody trying to get down with the rhythem Get down with the sound So profound I dont even know where i am going Half the time I been holding back all my life Holding back all my fucken life And i was always taught i was always a jerk I have been helded back my entire life From my potential, everybody knows that its essential These demons crawling around scheming Trying make me feel like i aint even dreaming What is real Why cant feel Im numb Im dumb and uh Rule of thumb i dont succumb Yo I dont even cum half the time I bust a nut by myslf What the fuck What is real What is real I cant feel I cant feel You promised you would be there You promised you would be fair You promised you would promise I dont think Think for myself I walk by my self In the shadows So nobody can follow Where are we going baby I dont even know I got my headphones on and they is cordless Fuck the cordial formality I cant stand it They dont even know where the passion lies anymore Everything feels like it dies inside my soul I was always taught not to think for myself Now i think for myself I dont know how to do it, how to pursue it Use the music just to push through The andomibal snowman With no plan of capturing that girls aide I walk by myself Stand by myself

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Come sit alone with me Come lets waste our time Give me room to breathe Inhaling through mine Come all over me Singing its over its over Yeah Come sit alone with me Come lets waste our time Give me room to breathe Inhaling through mine Fuck this shit never-mind Its over its over Yeah... I take a drag breathing in space Living in soul so its all good Its easy You dont need to agree Got my soul on my goal Working for a better day Always feeling like a drag somedays If only i could rip the paper bag open Not living healthy these days But anyway, give me a raise Come sit alone with me Come lets waste our time Give me room to breathe Inhaling through mine Come all over me Singing its over its over Yeah Come sit alone with me Come lets waste our time Give me room to breathe Inhaling through mine Fuck this shit never-mind Its over its over Yeah... And loves all it takes I love how it lasts Never goes slows Sorta flys right past Desperate Im just tryna chase some ass Living like you, looking through a glass eye You dont even have to ask, give me some love Thanks for listening Can you make it, ill be there any second Had a destined mr rain sorta dream And i wish you could made it

Nigga like me, I know whats up The invasion was on The invasion All right, now are you ready All right, now are you ready All right, All right All right, All right All right, All right All right, now are you ready All right, now are you ready All right, now are you ready All right, All- All right, All right All right All right Are you ready

You know the whole mask thing really alright its a Time in hip-hop where things from my point of view started going more to what things look like opposed to what things sound like yeah I mean Before we aint know what MCs look like until we Went to the party and seen them rockin you know what Im saying you know most times you see them rockin out at a show Before I even knew you know what Im saying Yea before video the video you know so you know you really was going off the sound of the record, straight skills See, once it started getting more publicized and you know it started being a hip-hop started being more of a money-making thing then you get these corporate ideas where you want to put what it looks like to sell what it sounds like with regional music So, what I did was I said alright look Im gonna come with the angle of it dont matter what I look like you know dont matter what the artists look like theres more than order sound like So, the mask really represents the the whole, like to rebell against to trying to sell the product as a human being I mean its more of a sound so you know and at the same time you know its something different, you know what Im saying? And it fits with the theme of the rebel or villain where you Know to him he dont care about the fame and Im sure that is shit is of no consequence, you know what I mean Its more about the message of whats being said So I think it helps people focus more on whats being said and its still entertaining its still like the theater and it has the appeal of you know something that could be considered entertaining but that message is still there, that, yo you know, villain Represents anybody, anybody in here could Wear the mask and be the villain Male, female, any race, so-called race you know what I mean, its about were youre coming from your heart you know what Im saying? Whats the message you got to say you know what I mean? So thats just mainly why I chose to bring the mask into the fold

Yeah, here we go...just go with the flow Yeah, here we go...just go with the flow Yo, Id like to check this microphone before I start right quick Microphone check 2,2,1,2,1,2 Big up all the Monsta Island massive And beware before I triple dare you like the last kid He ask me what we dont got that you got son For one, flow thats elementary my dear Wat-son Secondly, ever since I was little Not so much to riddle, least rhyme to the syllable Keep tracks that make a Arab thief clap With no hands, I chop these drums off Truly yours, G Rap Actual fact, relax In this land of lyrical loss, black Im not the cool sleet stack The one who might stop and talk to you Poison to you, niggas who be bitin styles Im like pork too Oooh...what you got to lose? Let mud fly When I got blues I chew whole crews thats bud dry So I ask why the styles from the cess Shit be fuckin with my eye as I pull it to the chest The super muthafuckin villain grip the mic wit an iron hand Throwin MCs to the fire from out da fryin pan It aint no use in tryin, man Son, stop cryin Frontin like you death-defyin You need to stop lyin Speak your piece only once youre spoken to first Now lemme hear your verse while Im chokin you With bubbly fine rhymes like a editor Throw them to my collection of skulls and spines like Predator Fuck around, the only niggas who could hear the same sound Was Jet Jaguar and James Brown And Im glad I took the time to write their names down to big em up Id like to say hi Its Sci.Fly the odd Merlin Thats quick to whip up a script like Rod Sterling bad bitch who used to whip the Sterling Who see God ?, never see God earlin My man Grimm had his little monkey like Space Ghost Me myself I got flavors that out-taste most With numb gums, some rhymers is lake toast Back to you MF DOOM, you late show host S to the U to the P-E-R-uh Who chronicle these times in a 3-D horror Thriller porno co-star or in a realer drama Break bread with stingy kin-men, indian borrower The lone gunmen who candidly flip-fly floes Single-handedly with one eye closed In a fly pose, no shirt May see me stack the quarter-mill cash pay Thats in a smash way how he did it Muthafucka probably couldnt peep it past a minute Shit, word Yeah, here we go...just go with the flow

D: Ill have to go ahead with my experiment right now. Lower the dome…are you ready, Costez? C: All set! D: My moment of triumph is at hand…contact! Z: Its messed up R: It doesnt look bad Z: Youre crazy, it looks bad R: Okay, then at least tell me what this thing is, that youre doing Z: This figure in the middle, it’s not even coming out right. I’ve already got like the hands like on the side, like the hands of doom, and they’re like representing the city, and the environment around this artist, and he’s like, like, he’s like by himself in his own world… Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Check this out yall Yall niggas know what time it is, yall know the voice Starsky and Hutch of the rap game right now Its me

Keep your hoes in check... I got this girl and she wants me to duke her I told her Id come scoop her around 8, 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 without 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 smacking rookies, he is the Look like a black wookie when he let his beard grow Weirdo, brown-skinnedd, 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 lot of 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 Foofur Or beat her to a stupor, take it from the You need to make her feel cuter And lay down the G like Luther, everythingll 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 Whichll have you under some type of spell crying dag boo Her name on your back in a tattoo Whether a bougie broad, nerd ho, street chick Dont call her Wifey if you met her at the Freaknik 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 Tec and the blue steel Make sure for extra wreck, let him know how you feel And while hes running down to All-Star Weekend to ball Im coming with the U-Haul

Too much boasting and bragging Gotta cut it out before a nigga becomes a has-been Too much of the same shit different day same bitch On my mind, since we broke up, I havent had a break since Constantly on my brain like a tumor But if we spoke again that would just cause a bunch of rumors Writers block for a minute, I needed to tune up Put that fucking lighter above my head like a lunar- -eclipse, Black thoughts are what Im spitting without the roots of quest To find love, but Cupid didnt want to shoot heartbeats And rejected by many cause I look too young I guess I had too much to drink from the Fountain of Youth, um To ease the pain, I need a dime, maybe two of them If any rapper step up, I am lyrically shooting them down I weight less, but killing them like a four pound Desert Eagle I just need a gold crown Nigga, no dentist needed Novocain for the feeling, no intention to singing Before my Sunday show me the money, no Willie Beamen My pockets full and now all these bitches is steady feenin Before you no one bought to me but now you on my penis See this? Copycats go and copy that Tyler aint never spit nothing like this before nigga So no comparisons, wont stop until Im stearin Them a clear and see you in my rearview mirror starin As I drive off, dont try to push me Cause Im not fucking pussy Like a nigga trying to drive soft into the cooch But I go hard when Im in a boost And these pussies think these niggas might just want to use a douche Nigga tell me you aint smell that Fucking opposite of a male cat to tell raps I tell facts bitten nothing but the real Not a psychiatrist I could care less how you feel nigga Uh, I chill with niggas who lyrics are feist by trapping the rabbits, no Looney Tunes Smooth criminal, sophisticated Goonies fool Hipped out in Supreme jeans, paid a grip for those Tricks off kids but trust nigga they flipping Os Living low and getting money the easy way Not guaranteed tomorrow so Im thankful Ive seen the day Living in this crazy city, guess what Ive seen today Little shorty trapping on the corner getting fiends to pay Chilling outside, posted like a meter Waiting for that next sale, hoping that he never fails Trying not to go to jail, cause his parents aint doing to well If he slip up, they aint got enough money to bail him out Well, without a doubt, I appreciate his hustle Growing green so he can eat, no Brussel sprouts Anything that deals with money they bustle about Not worried about your little beef, whats the fuss about? Give two fucks about your drama Save it for your baby mama I want the cheese like Lasagna Without the beef though Im trying to survive by rapping to keep it clean nigga I got a neat flow Speak for myself and others I feel keep it trill Fuck selling my soul Im not a rapper seeking deals nigga I just do it cause I love it And no Im not trying to be the greatest Im just trying to be above shit, nigga

This goes out to DJs, b-boys, and emcees, all the world This goes out to Pete Rock, KRS, the Roots crew and A Tribe Called Quest This goes out to Black Star, Black Moon, and my man MF DOOM This goes out to hip hop Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane Yo, this goes out to DJs, b-boys, and emcees, all the world This goes out to Pete Rock, KRS, the Roots crew and A Tribe Called Quest This goes out to Black Star, Black Moon, and my man MF DOOM This goes out to hip hop Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane This goes out to hip hop As told by the oldest, Im straight out the womb The first thing he noticed was a 808 boom DOOM, not from the earth like mummy Smurf If you aint no ventriloquist then whats the dummy worth? There was a time when there was no fake gun-clapping rapping happening Let me know, when they done yapping Ever since the born age survived on rage Dudes paid on a real stage like the steel cage The Iron Sheik told you whos the all The power of your thought can shape a cube into a ball Stead of plugged in to the tube through the wall Stop and follow your heart you might avoid the fall Only the bestll stand the test of time I take this more serious than just a rhyme Wanna learn the D pay the fee This one goes out to the one Subroc, KMD And you dont quit Back in the days when I, was a teenager Back- the days back- the days back- the days Before I had, stacks and a pager Back- the days back- the days back- the days You could find, where I lay, listening, to hip hop Back- the days back- the days back- the days You could find, where I lay, on the floor, whenever the beat dropped Nowadays radio only plays, the same songs Nowadays, to be fake, and you know, thats all gone It is time, change our ways, bring it back, to where it belongs How many emcees, must be dissed, before they all learn? All learn, that This goes out to DJs, b-boys, and emcees, all the world This goes out to Pete Rock, KRS, the Roots crew and A Tribe Called Quest This goes out to Black Star, Black Moon, and my man MF DOOM This goes out to hip hop Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane This goes out to DJs, b-boys, and emcees, all the world This goes out to Pete Rock, KRS, the Roots crew and A Tribe Called Quest This goes out to Black Star, Black Moon, and my man MF DOOM This goes out to hip hop Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane This goes out to hip hop This goes out to DJs, b-boys, and emcees, all the world This goes out to Pete Rock, KRS, the Roots crew and A Tribe Called Quest This goes out to Black Star, Black Moon, and my man MF DOOM This goes out to hip hop Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane This goes out to-

Yea the whole mask thing Really ight Things in my point of view Starting going to How things looked like Opposed what things sound like Ya know what i mean Before you didnt know what emcees looked like When you see em at party rocking You know so Most times you em rock at a show Before you even knew Know what Im saying Before videos pre videos You know so You were going off the sound of the record Straight skills See once it started getting more publicized And you know Once hip hop started getting money making thing Then you start getting these corporate ideas Where you want to put what it looks like To sell what to sounds what it looks like We dealing with music So what I did I came with the angle of It dont matter what I look like It dont matter what the artist look like Its more bout what the artist sound like Mask really represents the whole rebel On trying sell a whole human being More of a sound At the same time its something different You know what Im saying It fits with the theme Of the theme of the rebel of a villain Where to him He doesnt care bout the fame none of that shit That shit has no consequence You know what i mean Its more on the message On whats being said So it helps people focus more On whats being said Its still entertaining its still like the theater It has the appeal of you know Something it can be considered entertaining That message is still there That villain represents anybody Anybody can where the mask Can be the villain Male or female any race So call race Its about where you coming from From your heart Whats the message What you got to say You know what i mean Thats why i mainly chose to bring the mask Into the fold

Yo, Jahzi in the booth, Sachee on the boards.. Flying through the air I spot a group of civilians I swoop to get em, but the suits revealing hes a super-villain I mean shit I be with Lex Luther chillin In a Coup de Villes and planning when to next nuke a building What the brute is saying is that Superman, Bruce Wayne Bane and a super Sayian couldnt stop this booth slaying This man got Methods like Wu-Tang And kicks like Liu Kang in the shoe game And I want to be the god of rap, thats Alpha and Omega But now Im getting slept on like brain waves are Theta Now thats some deep sleep, so say ya prayers playa Cuz speaking of waves Ill slay a hater with kamehamehas And haidouken. I win ties aint suiting You dudes want it to then? Iight Really dont try to die me cuz I will lie you In the dirt while passing by you with fly kicks like Ryu Youd dare know Id fare well as a pharaoh And in the night life I shine bright thats how it appears so Im like a night light, my brain is knifelike ergo My minds sharp but she gives me brain like the scarecrow Im like a hero but meaner with that dope demeanor Look how I gleam before I blow up like Hiroshima And Nagasaki. Majahzi be that Kamikaze And I drop heat, you sweating like you popped a molly I hope you know this: my flow is potent dopeness I ont drop bars I drop gold bricks Attacking your brain until you develops psychosis Cause its so sick in the mind Itll make you still from the rhymes like posed pics Youre never escaping, I got you trapped in the Matrix The earth shaking - jackhammer flow be groundbreaking Ill have the town quaking, you now aching From the sound of this loud statement Im a self-prescribed Schizophrenic With an evil man in my cerebral planning And scheming with demons and leaving people damaged Hes primeval and manic With mechanics to conjure real crimes Like murdering beats just to kill time And its real prime to feel Im sick with these ill rhymes I gotta put light on myself just to feel shine Yo You feeling like Clark Kent? With me it aint sittin right Youre feeling the Kryptonite whenever I grip the mic You aint fit to fight, but that aint the course Instead I Jedi Mind Trick you of course I use the Force The crime rate in my minds great Cuz every time that I spit a rhyme I just go primate Hide the women ands children til Im trapped in time-space With the fine pace for my mind to race My cold flow heats and starts to build, let it condensate Ill give you time to wait, listen and contemplate.. The Old School graduated, its time for some new scholars But they dont change or make sense unless it makes dollars We need to save the game, theyre asking if the dude is willing But I dons save shit fucker, Im a super villain Uh, Im a super villain Yo, Im a super villain Thats what the suits revealing Im a fucking super villain Hoes be like Oh my god, are you Captain Have-A-Ho? I be like No bitch Im Dr. Doom! Look me up. Its Jahzi! Get at me

I dont really write anymore Dont have time for words, I guess So I let notes speak for me I vocally admire the trumpet every time I let my vocal chords vibrate half as beautifully as she could She, can sing Together, we swing Like big bands we flap to our own music Muses would be jealous of our love We sing Colors evaporate from within her We spray paint canvases of crowds Leaving our colorful remains on stage, splattered and cluttered Where she left my heart fluttered and flushed Where I once was cold she left covered in blush Between her solid golden frame We, are breathtaking You, take my breath And make our voice You show me your mind, and I show you mine And together we share our love between the sheets of ledger lines Where we recline into spaces, we sing I push her buttons, grip her body gently Our lips vibrate when we touch Shes not afraid to get loud but stay sensitive Time slips through cracks in my daily routine like open shoelaces, but Every time we cry together it renews my strength Your braces hold me in heavenly places Where you are a blessing I finally have faith Mi aire, mi cielo, mi fantasia Nadie ame esperanza como ella Mi vida Musica, mi vida Musica, mi vida Musica, mi vida Musica, musica See, Spanish aint my thing But this language speaks to bodies gyrating to the vibrations of my voice like bait Ill string you along on the reel But baby, I got you hooked Baby now youre drowning from the pounding These speakers blasting from the sound of God in between your lips Speak to me Your flow, I swoop you off Coughing up lungs, over your volume When Mary Jane enters the room, dont be jealous Im here Here, like a pair of ears To listen to you Music, acoustic, losing it Sore losing it Kid growing up these days to put their backs into elbows To throwing hands to hard times You string me along on the reel Keeping me afloat Keeping me wrapped up in coats To shield me from these cold city streets Headphones calling me from reality, casually Casualties, in Chicago, in Chicago, Chi-ca-go It seems to mines, save em Save music, save money, save mine

Scrimin on activity activity love pop a few just relaxin symphony ahhh baby bash oh its that man again baby bash thats him with a game so deep you gon have to swim now check ya stop watch or check ya time off ya record cuz every second i be rappin cuz im 24/

Ha,ha,ha! That’s a good one, That’s a good one, one for the good guy Thank you,thank you for coming back with us My name is Horson Wells from Global News and we’re sitting here with Mr. 20/20 of our sister station Galactic Network Now Mr. 20,what do you know of this man they call John Robinson? 20/20: A..nothing much but I can tell you this Listen,just listen to me : March like a elegant elephant Over Mount Everest, all the beef is settled like a veteran Bruce Lee roared The last dragon Usually the truth’s decoy is the backstabbing Just imagine, grabbing the mic like a primate Silverback I’m lactose intolerant you’re Sipping on similac Minds with more punch than Hawaii juicy red I keep it ghetto like quicker oatmeal and Wonder Bread Shook mcs are scared to look under the bed Claim that they’re super fly, but Freddy is dead Ah..this just in, 20/20 seen Plenty, plenty Your brain will burst From one thought from my memory My style’s your enemy And I will not stop busting till I’m empty-empty Behind the cameras where the action happens Deep in the war zone, the chemical ashes : Confident strut with his head up high, hell of a guy Stealth movements miss stroll like FBI Educated young man who spoke with elegance Made well for his family stories that was tell of ‘em Relevant to what unfolds come vocal tones As he spoke to the world One at a time in the room or alone Heard his phone but he wouldn’t answer 101 was with a dancer from LA and New York Cause Ma Dukes suffers from cancer, see Never plan to tickle her fancy or nuttin’ Usually end up written with Auntie and frontin and care for this youngin A little more than platonic friends, spends limitless ends Will it ever end? Who knows? It depends Gems are caught blindly Insecure inside he, doesnt know how to express true love without buying things Dying dreams is reality for too long Trying to save his soul before his essence is gone He’s invisible Well, we didn’t get to see him But remember, you heard it here first folks On the Global News Network My name is Horson Wells, signing off

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So, ah   Like this, hardheaded   Oh thats how- thats how Im supposed to do my thing right   Like, alright   Thats how we do it, its fluid   Hell- ah We can make it Make it, make it, make it if we try Make it, make it, make it if we try We can make it Make it, make it, make it if we try Make it, make it, make it if we try We can make it Make it, make it, make it if we try Make it, make it, make it if we try Everyday shit, save back like clockwork With another one of them old phenomenal shits Blaze it Who be that nigga that be coming through Tell me just what you wanna do

Central intelligance soul as dark as my melon is Boy im cold as ice and my style as fly as the Pelicans Mine is elegant, I turn you phonies to skeletons, working in the lab to be Rhyme development, I wrestle hippos and elephants to let you niggas know that you need to follow the regiment Rolling up to trumps house with refugees and mexicans to beat his fuckin ass to let him know who hes messing with Cuz we aint ever gonna calm down, saying that every single muslim is the one thats dropping bombs now, Bitch i think you dont know what youre talking about, cuz if you say that stupid shit up in my city you get called out Im agrrevated catching cases with my statements My flow is futuristic compared to all of you caveman Luke skywalker im gaming these paname chicks I got em bending backwards like Neyo in the Matrix I be that superduperlicious hella viscious is Tell these other rappers they aint fucking with my penmanship Mind the lyracist, my flow is hot as the candle kid Rappers couldnt handle the microphones that i fiddle with Cuz what i spit came out of Gohas hands A jacket is an understatement for how cold i am With these flows i am, number one, nothing better I do this with my eyes clothes, i kill them with no effort A summary, i sum it up in all these fucking letters Chopping up these rappers like my face is made of leather YO, its the style out the the regular Here to make you move and then groove, dance etcetera Step up to the stage and forever golden checking you Come up with them gimmicks and you know we straight up decking you, yeah Better act like you know And tell these other people they cant cap on my flow motherfucka Motherfuckers better know, yeah, motherfuckers better know Forever Golden in the house Curtis roach in the house

My own foe, my enemy, my nemesis Thats me. M. Night, Im unveiling a twist Pseudo-psychological rap, thought Im better than this I guess I lied to the beat like I was marrying it This is my very own burden, Ill be carrying it While my goddamn reflection has me staring at it I see my own eyes dead like a marionette Saying the worlds fucked up - the red herring of it Is that Im scared to start living, though Im merely a brick In the wall, I feel my failure will tear it to bits Inhale confidence, dwell in the risk Mr. Lucipher, I will see you in hell a bit Am I talking to the devil? No I should be knock-knock-knocking on the Heavens door Asking for luck for my loved ones, one never knows A dear friend, wooden box, dressed in elegant clothes Thats a sight thats inevitable It brings me pain to be the one to have to tell it to you A single teat, soul shattering and breaking in two If Lifes a bitch then I will have to claim that Death is a fool Pam-param-ram-pam-param-pam Pam-pararara-pam-pam-parararara Pam-param-pam-pam-param-pam Pam-pam-paaam This is someone I never wanted to be Mr. Downer Buzzkill, people frowning on me Decide to be a fun dude, yo, this round is on me Lets pound a couple of beers and be as loud as can be, but Four beers, a bottle of wine later The initial pain grows, the sorrow becomes greater Fear settling in, Ill be calling in my neighbor Im falling, Im racing, Im hardly alive, later Rest in peace, motherfucker The paranoias got the best of me A lesson for me, how crippling stress can be I definitely should really start adressing my needs Youre failing to see that no ones as compelling as me Im yelling at fellas Im careless, got a hell of a break My destiny - be wealthier than elegant sheiks So fuck failing, Im rebelling until the end of the week Friday, Im a god Good lord, I walk by and people applaud Like Jay-Z said, man, „its just my thoughts And youre preaching to the wrong choir, fuck your gods Fuck your gods Fuck your couch, dogs, cats, kids Fuck your spouse. Fuck family pictures and your wonderful house Man, unnecessary rants is just what Im about Pam-param-ram-pam-param-pam Pam-pararara-pam-pam-parararara Pam-param-pam-pam-param-pam Pam-pam-paaam

Yeah Straight forward, no hooks Its like this, yuh Im glad I found this Took off, until now Im grounded Positive, Im so surrounded Casey on the announcements Mixtape coming, go ahead and announce it I want to be a superstar, mama Gucci pants and fancy cars, mama Me and my niggas buying out bars, mama Living life no comas, straight through Mary Jane the only one I need to bring through And when the money comes trust me, Ima take you And God cant put me to my faith too And all the wifies, I never hate you Always love , never replace you Niggas stalking my swag but I cant erase you Iller than ill Casey grams, chicks loving the pills And Im above heels But icy girls loving them chills I give them every time they see me Throw your CD out the window like I would do You fake posers, I hit em in their noses Until I see blood all over their clothes-es I keep going, tight pants but you niggas aint know it Graduated now my shit growing Yall in the wrong space me and my niggas towing Where you going? Wanna bes get on their knees, no homo We go where the dough go They on us like Lil Wayne flows though Skateboard kicked and push, like the dojo Yall niggas know though You cant tell me nothing like a fourteen year old, its K West Im not serious with it but I can hang with their best nigga but it stay test You niggas losers like paid sex and Im a paid bet And Im waiting to re-up When it comes to up, getting my cheese up So my closest and baller status can speed up And in life, bums dont care And everybody from some where The birds and the Benz and the wheels and the snares Will keep all of them out your hair Im in apartment but the penthouse And the mansions wont even listen And everybody spittin, they got me still tippin And these flippin, my silk jeans zippin Nigga my swag is so pimpin

Spazz Spazzed when he saw this track Bet he caught a heart attack Youll kill me lyrically ? nah you got it twisted B im gifted sucked, like homie what is this trickery? Leave ya mental frozed up you dont want it with the wizardry Hes a swag fag rapper not fit for the industry MCs like you bring out the superhuman within me Spectro tell him quit dickeating fore he catch strep throat And step up, take notes before you step to EsOh Talking all that loud on twitter like its nothing I just wanna know who laced the loud that you puffing? That caused you to start bluffin and frontin Man, all Im saying is quit acting tough kid See the day is darkening, and the hate is harboring The years are turning to a much darker scene They wanna talk down but this is the memoirs of marcus Take long steps to me , catch ten yards of carnage Detonate ya mind with lines of a warhead Say I told ya then write a third eye on ya forehead Busta Jovany just looking to get bust up Have him in the grave crazily throwing blood up Ill tie todd with his shoe lace, with your lyrics you lose me You aint no illumi-nati kid But your girl is possessed to do some naughty shit To me Break.. And theres a plague on my enemies, sad to say theres no remedy You have entered the demon, legion, dont look at this spiritually Theres a plague on my enemies, sad to say theres no remedy You have entered the demon, legion, dont look at this spiritually UH Alota people claiming that they bought to play up But check the triangle to see if they chose ya Cause, you stay in the box, and you always closed up And if you not made for it, then homie own up To the fact, that you wack And your tracks are in vain And you act as a slave Do you grasp what Im saying? Probably not, its ok Step to a cyclone , get stomped Kid I spit vomit on your incompetence Assholes black hole, reaction that occured Deepthroat a chainsaw, an orgy and a massacre Im in for this game, for the rewards that you get Honestly a souped up acura , sounds accurate Yall dont get it , Im heartless And hardly ever sympathetic I hate romance, somehow I think that its pathetic Rhythm and poetry, what I use as my weapon To rob citizens of their bank And undeserving rank You write about nothing Trying to be clever but shooting blanks And you still wonder why ya production stanks You hear this, and now ya brain cells all distorted Bring you hell, I got spells in all of assortments Tell me why these niggas wanna hold me back? My nigga, these niggas wont hold me back They trying to slash my aspiration Only cause he know he wack Man they just copycats , copy that? Roger that, you cant LA dodge the fact Homie holla back ...

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When things go wrong its all chance Killer like a general using a war dance Miseducated by betas with chalked pants Who all the same but just change labels like off brands Debtors led professors and fed us a false plan With headers so illegible, ledgered in short hand My mother used to tell me they jealous of yall Stann But I never listened, cause she was sipping a Coors can The best thing that happеned to me was feeling deprеssed Cause being naivell kill you quicker than stress We all wanna win and have kids call us the best But I move around Ls like knights warring in chess Headed for a check, Im just calling for more insurance Like the kid who stole something, pretending he looking for it If I can’t influence what happen, its not important Im a grifter; go to court I might Iverson Michael Jordan I write till the cart get billed way in advance And fly like Horus without the glory it grants A mind that see forward is more stronger than ants Stand taller than a mall in a Florida Floor plan You a sham like a Rasta with pork in a saucepan A bottled water, can of corn and a fork in the wrong hand Damn; at least tip the man that deliver Postmating bane they door dashing at your liver Villains live forever, heroes never find the villa Dicey cost ya life; its more pricey than vanilla I snap like a Polaroid, avoid a lot of pictures Shred when it develop like Goliath tigerfishes Or the novel plot when writers find it insufficient Or scientists enlist to find a problem scientific Terrific, at least you cant say I never told ya Fifty aint enough to run it over, hunnid folder Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid Hunnid folder Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid Fifty aint enough to run it over, hunnid folder Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid Hunnid folder Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid Fifty aint enough to run it over, hunnid folder SOBERDOOM was an ambitious villain with money-making as his top priority. One of the most dangerous crime bosses in the land wanted to work with the villain, and in order to secure a Doomsday invention, SOBERDOOM was working a lot for it They didnt realise the power they possessed, and what it can do in the wrong hands, but they will learn soon SOBERDOOM in the place to be

Villain get the money like curls They just trying to get a nut like squirrels in his mad world Land of milk and honey with the swirls Where reckless naked girls get necklaces and pearls Compliments of the town jeweler Left back now-schooler trying to sound cooler On the microphone known as the crown ruler Never lied to ma when we said we found the moolah Five-hundred something dollars laying right there in the street Huh, now lets try and get something to eat Then he turned four and started flowing to the poor Thats about when he first started going raw Kept the dro in the drawer A rhyming klepto who couldnt go up in the store no more His life is like a folklore legend Why you so stiff? you need to smoke more brethren Insted of trying to riff with the broke war veteran Spliff made him swore he saw heaven he was seven Yup, you know it, growing up too fast Showing up to class with Moët in a flask He ask the teacher if he leave will he pass His girl is home alone he trying to get the If you want to sip get a paper water fountain glass How Im posed to know where your mouth been last Hands so fast he can out-spin the Flash Known to smoke a whole mountain of hash to the ash Boom-bash leave the room with the stash Assume its in a smash, Doom get the cash

Hey whats up? My name is Im 12 years old This is my crib 260 Ave apartment 7B I live here with my grandmother Effy Shes sleeping in the big bedroom My uncles Marvin and Laury They share this small bedroom And my mom Yvonne We sleep on the fold up couch in the living room Around Ive been using the DJ D and D Ski But Ive been getting more into rhyming lately I think Im starting using the name Ace Yeah, I like how that sounds My mom gots a nice little record collection too Ive been checking them out when she aint at home She gots some nice grooves, I can practice my rap to You wanna check out our collection? Alright, but you gotta be real quiet Come on, shhh