Push me off like a swimmer from the wall Never seen the league but all I wanna do is ball Never take the hood off cause I been going bald Grown man knowledge catch me walking through the hall Direction mixed with purpose I ain't never gonna fall Making films, Ernest, birds nest in the fall Autumn leaves, brotha please, I'm Gary Sinise Why dont we, open arms freeze the fees Teach the bees that the birds only wanta Fantasy island rollin up the blanca Man is she irie when I'm rolling down the block Uh… Ran to see Ivan now I roll it down and block Uh… Enemies getting me no rest relaxation Heavily dressing cause it's cold when I wake up The grown man shake up Knocking out the kinks Age don't bring respect Show me you a king And behind your back, should be a queen or three Keep em packed up in your sleeve, run wild and free To a stallion it make no difference to me Used to be pushing glasses up so I could read Used to be pushing back the bills and underneath Ounce packs of weed disappearing into me Got with the system now it's time to go get them The people who said that I'd never pass the intro The people who told me that I wasn't worth anything Penny ante dreaming with a deviated septum Maybe I should check them Maybe I'll arrest them Stop em in they tracks and my words’ll simply wreck them

Dreaming like a hipster, my cut asymmetric And I can't pay my bills no more so life is getting hectic More Awkward than a teenager's erection, Can't decide direction so I'm rechecking the metrics Broke before i had the smoke I bought it anyway Stumble on emoticons I’m trippin through the alleyway Yo, what the fuck is up? Or on my Odd Future shit, not giving no fucks You just looking for a cobra to clutch I’m a python Squeezing at the lemons till i get a new hype song On my way to the open mic Bout to get it open like a dentist Yeah, overbite Or is it overkill Saying anything i want, doing anything i will Show you And when we get to the paint i’m an artist Moving too fast to beg your pardon I been that Look into the mirror a criminal’s looking back there A wolf man’s cousin if you believe my back har Snapping back packs in ashtrays Actually clapping For my brothers and sisters on they Master’s game Yeah clap, no metaphorical gat But I been chillin with my cousins at the trap,yeah We go back Trying to stay away from the cigarettes And my mind is going crazy, yeah, spinarettes If you listen to me talking you could think i had tourette’s I’ma spit this one right up off the top, yeah, no regrets Race is getting started, place your bets I’m forever young, cut the check The roughest neck Business tech, supercomputer Be behind the desk in no time, herbert hoover My girl is like a rock, yeah, try to move her Always hold me down when we at King Sooper An undercover smoker, wait to light the doober But i’ll be killing in the future like the cast of looper Super dooper, so fresh i need a proofer You groovy movers stuck in the past, bell bottoms And puka shells on em I always got a pack with me, helps me feel at home Keeps a muzzle on the voices,back of my dome I would like to have some wherever I roam Fucking whack, this continued prohibition’s overblown I injected 3 pots today, and i ain’t die yet It’s incredible the edibles i ain’t even buy yet Cop a daihatsu hijet maybe a dune buggy It all looks better when i make the choom bubbly You smilin, got a notion of control, it’s kinda ugly Keepin people from natural medicine, they already strugglin I been maintaining, y’all be steady buggin Wondering how i’m handling the weather Man i’m Teddy Ruxpin Got the yellow parka, rain jacket with the missing button Over here with my lamb chop,you munching mutton Stuck in the dark ages, it’s a wonder you can function Light my spliff with the candle while I walk into the dungeon This searching bit is humbling, wonder whether it’s my stomach rumbling Can a brother get an Italian beef with fries or something?

i had one of those moments just now You know how sometimes you got a million things to say So you press play and they won’t go? oh So now i’m a human version of writer’s block Not following the rules, applying mental tools to try and shock My brain into the shape of a workable matrix of some sort Fourteen grams, i’ll never go to court Least not without a public defender To contend with a bank lender over who gets to throw the red carpet at my bender The games i play could be for you, an ender A glowing ember like my heart, that red cinder Pumpin like the pistons on a turbo dodge Balconies, drinking coor’s reminiscing on the eurobarge It’s hard times, now, just like then Knew the game was on before i picked up the pen Tryna get it right, let my thoughts flow to words Spinning nouns and verbs, make em dance; dirty bird Her hair’s long and curly, and i like it that way Good to run my fingers through and stash my love away Her face sparkles while mine darkens till her arrival I don't like shit, but I’ll still go outside tho i just don’t feel great today, so please get out my way Parking on the block is great, a short walk to my place Soon as i’m finished gettin blunted, i’m gettin blunted Super polite with all my neighbors because i am a shut in Green thumbs, we pass hands Steady smoking that launchpad Green and liquor in arm span, don’t tell me what to do, man The batch that broke that old camel’s back I’m the ace of bass I’m the duke of earl And i don’t smoke no blunts, but damn, These blunts were pearled Playing gin with fates, drinking whiskey on the styx can’t explain the wealth in my head i simply feel it, that’s it Leave you reeling, go fish Crack holes in space with my fist More than a crack, an abyss Slanging songs with an empty belly Les mis i came here to make an impression And i ain’t OG Maaco I’ma keep you guessin Gonna let you choose to live with the stressors But for me, i’m gonna find a way to channel my aggressions This cold mind has turned many away But i’ve decided to show y’all this time i ain’t messin Dashboard confession Her hair is everywhere Chalkboard to the lesson, the truth is there ain’t nothin there Kids getting arrested, does anybody care Spend more time worrying the mirror with your hair Poking at the bear While you crying your mistakes out Feet up in a chair, look out The elephant sighted a mouse Write to the crowd? Write to the crowd? Then where’s expression gonna come out? Nowhere, then how is slomo gonna be next? My projection; is it’s gonna be a minor upset Up the minor subset of my digits When I'm puffing on the tree with beats and microphones and you’ll get somethin Like a legend, might be heard, but I'm rarely seen Living in the burbs, got some city dreams Soon as i’m done gettin blunted, i’m gettin blunted Super polite with all my neighbors because i am a shut in Green thumbs, we pass hands Steady smoking that launchpad Green and liquor in arm span, don’t tell me what to do, man The batch that broke that old camel’s back

All the credit cards are comin for my money matter fact these days, everybody wants something from me i think i would prefer that we keep it under wraps cause a lapse in concentration leads me straight to the rats but i pass em with poignant skill what’s it cost for a boy to shill taking some losses, on king of the hill if you’re talking to me you’re receiving a bill pens and notebooks like i was scheming to kill my invoice is too nice, just cool off like sushi rice Drive in movie, boogie nights Mark Wahlberg; booty tights Tighty whites; reserving flights lean seats back; overnight can you all just shutty for a minute or 5 my preworkout is the same as my post supplement burning green matter so my rhymes will stay succulent go on, stay perplexed, wonderin what the fuck he meant i’m in a power boat trailing rubber duckies at a sport event drying cushions in the sun i do this all for fun and when it’s over then i’m done no guns drugs, or money please, i do this for the stimulation not pleased with where i’m stationed, on statement to statement gets my nervous system baking never been into faking just call when you have the payment staying away from xanax for my sanity ask me what my problem is, it’s vanity i’m on the porch sleepin, flip flops like sean hannity we need a new political party impose a tariff on everybody wearing carties and if it rocks, let it rock keepin it underground, down low in your sock and i ain’t really got nothing to hock or that i wanna let go at mr money offa monroe it’s foco, did you kno doe? plaster up my face like (SLOMO) who’s at his place workin? (SLOMO) walking erectus, yes homo jumpn on the beat call me robo coppin 4 16ths in a week, that’s a quarter, G brought it home tout suite, let it burn usher’s on the tv Let it burn, usher's on the tv Made it pretty far for a kid that coulda been a preemie Getcha eyes checked, always acting like you didn't see me I'm so cold, check my blood temp, it's under freezing Long walk off a short pier Unh Crossing borders, I'm a wild deer Unh Call me up, I'll be right there But my ringer's on mute, I'll be finding out later I missed it This would be drastic, a tisket a tasket Download my next beat and bump on the tablet Lately I've noticed. I've been on this rap shit And my mother taught me there's no sense in mastering But being the best, even in your own mind While my dad taught me young I had to keep some eyes behind Levitating off the back of my head, when you're on your own grind There's always someone wanting to see your progress go dead.

You are speaking to a legend in the making; I'm taken, so don't come to me for any kinda spanking I came in hot, demanding payment for progress Should choose to believe in me like I came outta loch ness I'm a hot mess Stacking plastic till my hands bleed The infection is growing, talk about it to the gangrene Oh no! Bend in directions, its the model’s role Eat me up like popcorn Let's see how this match will go Back and forth Over the net like a tennis ball goes I'm the line judge and this game determines the center fold Sports illustrated You might hate it The way I just Let the rhymes fade in and out So take a taste It's my animal style Ride a moose at the rodeo Beast is steady bucking I'm a make it to the holy oak medal winning flows In a canyon at the top of a mountain Where the eagles let em go But who's countin Flipping disc on the abacus If it's Schwag, then I pass the dutch Like a bubble facing up to a cactus Might pop a couple times, but you will not get past this Take a hike Get away from me Pick a pipe Fill the glass with weed But I might Twist a pack, lean back and sneeze Drop a dozen joints on the menagerie Keepin to myself I do not ask for shit Peek into my past Can never mask what is I ain't got time for sleep Or no halfassery Me? I Would keep moving but not yet My mermaid's on dry land Internationally jet Slip a tape in the deck Cause I'm heading straight to the set You bet the tables been set See these words of mine as they flow across the paper Cause I just Spilled the milk and now it's flowing cross the table (Don't cry) No need to call the FBI Though I'm a Little bit secretive Pass around like a leaflet Then pounce like an egret No wetter than what we get Smoking finest of the cannabis cup Zoning till we empty then we rolling to the re-up Slomo

on the back porch, watching The Layover My mind just reached that first stage of nova Competition mode, and i’m steppin my weight up Quietly buzzing, sipping this grapefruit soda Spliff burning, its time is nearly over Hop into my plain rover, The wagon, it’s name known To a few of the plainsfolk while they play in the name folk music Grey in the mane, open to playing the game Making sure people go out with their lips on my name Rapping no longer dolo at last, my time’s closer For years i passed off on my dreams was flash frozen Even the blind boatman was appeased when i spoke like a G Laying siege to crime, loping through fields of pine Coaching the steeds before my opening meal Swine, pork and some veal. black pudding Light up and puff on the kill, now that’s goodie Black metal and steel for my hoodie Picture yourself, an ornithologist, underbrush Straining your ears to hear the kean, and i’m the thrush For home is where i left i don’t suppose you voided out that check Lemme tell you why dem labels won’t come and get it Cause i do not believe in how we’ve separated our senate happy though I’ll never ever get a hit forever But it’s like a bare ass on leather; too good to not do again Keep your eyes off my zipper Don’t believe me, please, for sheez give ya negotations better than You’d get from the gipper Give the bar a lifter Guzzlin this water and bumpin banana clipper I like good plans, not a gamblin man Tellin ya man, did not come here to mess with dem man Ramblin, fam Reaching up and scrambling, damn Building mind palaces, Sherlock Holmes Keepin tempo with the meter, I respect the flow Eatin lunch with pops, smoking clover and bones leave the smell reeking out from all of my clothes I’m real, i don’t pose, shed some tears on a rose Visit hours are closed, no more romancing the stone Pass me the ball, Ignore me if we pass in the hall Wonder perchance it happens, you been missing on the long Misery, gone I need a new place to jawn Snatching up credentials like the NSA I’m twirlin plates No lysol, it’s too late, it’s viral, i’ll mutate Survival, like two face (You want it, then do chase Rappers running slow, like a pontoon race) Y’all can keep it on the two-face I’ma keep it how I do, straight)

So lemme tell you all about the night that I Got myself arrested and just by the by It was the worst weekend of my entire life Lost my father's sister and I spent the night Empty fucking pockets and a nervous mind Locked up inside the jailhouse on a work night Haven't really thought about it, no I lie Aint in my record but it's always on my mind So the scene inside my head is me I'm driving in my mom's ride Heading to my cousins’ cause their mom just died Cancer from smoking cigarettes my poor auntie Couldn't put em down steady upping the ante My grandad on my mom’s side had it too A story for another time but now, anywho I'm driving to my cousins' with a pack in my pocket The upper left breast and the stash it was rocking Had a left coming but my car was in the right lane Didn't see the car behind me was a black and white (Damn) Pulled to the right thought I was doing the right thing 5 other Tahoe's rollin like it was a drug sting Pulled me over for changing lanes in the intersection Now the car is impounded and I'm off to corrections Heading to the station and I'm tense as fuck It's good cop silent cop wish I was in the trunk The young guy keeps talking like im gonna drop a dime But nah I'm fine, can you adjust these cuffs one time? Ffilling out the paperwork I'm trying to relax Another officer comes in and starts rapping at the cat And now I'm pissed, cause I learned in actual fact I paid 25% high on an eighth for the loud pack Move me to another room and now I'm really sweating The man that's next to me is a recidivist legend A Johnny in and out, yeah he knew the whole game Started getting loud when a new surprise came: We ain't getting booked there, we on the move The vehicle was built like we could be hunted by goons in sweatsuits Armored boxes up inside the white Econoline 2 500 model with the modified throttle Fingerprints took, my photograph too Arm marked with numbers, then I’m sent into the zoo Sunday night, Crime is low Got a cell by my lonesome Suppose I should appreciate I got me a mattress Instead I wonder how a man is supposed to get past this 2:30 in the morning, now they waking me up. Time to go home, but first I gotta get my stuff Cell phone, wallet, and my keys held up Back at the place they booked me, how’m I supposed to go get them? Lucky pops was up, cops gave me 50 cents Glad I pay my taxes for this heavy level of stress One month later and I'm in the courthouse A suit with no jacket and a tie that I copped Thank goodness for my attire Suppose if I had shown up in my work clothes, shit, man, I might as well retire Heard my name called, walkin up to the bench Let my eyes drift over off to my left It's good old silent cop and he's staring some daggers I'm shaking like a leaf, man, I hope that doesn't matter Some deliberation judge is looking at me Asking me if I wanna go pd Absolutely I do, can't afford no case Walking out the courtroom and I stop in my place Because they callin me back I look at silent cop's face He dropping the motion, so I guess it's stale, mate I wonder bout his impetus to this very day Guess he got cold feet when he knew I couldnt pay Walking out the big house, no ticket in my Hand because conviction wasn't happening why Live to smoke another day, everybody I ain't special, I'm just everyday, no illuminati A message to everybody out there who might get pinched If you know you law-breaking use some common sense Don't let a situation make you into a snitch Keep it real zipped up and never speak on your plug, kids

If science fiction’s taught me anything, it’s that a emp ruins everything Run, Forrest, run, you’ll never live to see the second coming heavy-weight on the bars Keepin jars fulla stank Living large, outta state And like my man said, and ya don't stop On the ones and twos Slomo’s the sure shot Taking everything off the top when I rock And roll out the door headin to show spots Take in all the atmosphere like an airlock The leather jacket’s real, the boots mock Been anywhere you've been, and everywhere you not And everywhere I go I turn out to be a misfit Like surprise, y’all, Santa delivered me for Christmas But I ain't what you asked for, not one you'd go to bat for My impatience is past gone, donating change to a cash fund Who’s who today? Begin, start the kumite Rollin up some vegetable, flammable yessir, never stressing; burning my hecklers, no distraction for the Messer. Limited my expression, sidestepping all the blessings Spittin on the gates when I sublimate to heaven I escaped from Egypt, so my bread is unleavened Rhetoric for seconds, if you tryna guess on my methods It's so deep Deeper than I think I could see I reach for the replay and all I hear is fleece Miss me with that shit like you shooting some geese Everybody walking round like they the one to beat (beat, beat) What’s all this, acting hard? Heads Wired to the jackal’s heart Quit playing with me, emotion’s not for free This dick will not do what you want without a fee The fact I'm actually doing this should not be a bit implausible Standing in the back of the line but my voice should still be audible Omaha 18 Omaha Omaha, 18, omaha Show the flaw, fake screen Pockets feeling empty But I'm racing through the open green, do you feel me? Bag of sunshine is keepin my eyes dry I don’t know what it is, but whatever’s in this mai tai’s Sending me right back beyond the pale Searching for legend of beyond and sour ale Now this is a story all about how My life got flipped turned upside down I don't understand gravity, I guess I’ll go with it Took a bite of the Apple, and I found a worm in it What’s all this, acting hard? Heads Wired to the jackal’s heart Quit playing with me, emotion’s not for free This dick will not do what you want without a fee

i OD on strategy, put the OZ in bulldozer playing poker, throw the winnings over my shoulder the farmer indeed, here to barter proceeds on cash crops but i might stop for some weeds a popular fiend, who is this always calling on me? an army beneath, plus they armed to the teeth cause and effect, cause now my navy’s stormin the beach skippin outside the law’s abnormally long reach nobody’s pet, i refuse wearing a leash been plottin on this dream since clinton was impeached can’t imagine any moment that cannot be taught man, it all depends on the lesson you seek i’m on the road solo rolling up a jungle controlling speaker power and i’m unleashing the mr. bungle hanging back, no mingling, for me that’s not a bummer mungo jerry, for when the weather’s high up in the summertime x2 been hittin the gym lately, discovered a new secret now the doctors all hate me a laid-back guy, but i’m pretty busy could be 10 o clock fore i hit the hizzy and i can see it now i can see everything in history violins swell, the song inside me is a symphony i know this future’s meant for me watch me ball like referees nobody know the name so i whisper it reluctantly kanofsky, comma slomo bass is kickin like a dojo the crowd is loud, i hear them screaming i’m busy posing for a photo young slomo’s the rage he postin selfies onstage call me bob seeger cause i’m steady turnin the page creating my own high speed chases watch me blow by a legend in my own mind raging until i go blind These rappers all on bovine Lead children to the wrong line I'm present and attending Rising up; lebron’s hairline [hook]

No, baby Please don't Don't go Don't go away Baby Please don't Don't go Don't go away What exactly is it it that I am supposed to say You standing there, a vision of a poster page Outta rage magazine while I'm washing dishes? What is this shit? Could you explain to me the thinking that could lead us into digging into every little minute, got me feeling like a villain on a decent evening? It's a Tuesday What do you say we drop it for a minute or two Let me roll up on a spliffy for a minute or two Cause getting to releasing tension between us should be easy I'm from Mars, you hail from Venus But you seem to really like the things I do with my…. Hands I work em till they bleeding Nails need a cleaning Getting word out every minute that I'm breathing This ain't what you really wanna face Been in my grown man space, black belt, karate class, baby Still trash, maybe. Get grass, may we? I clash steada rollin with the pack don't wanna cast the vote till I'm represented fast Hash plant in the bag Better be on the platform Don't know better ask for 'em Wear a black tracksuit on the back porch I can tell you of my future if you ask for it In the past I was loco Just high offa hearing my own vocals But if you ready for the focal point I've been tuning into all the global noise Realized that I wasn't on my golden boy Baby Please don't Don't go Don't go away (X3) I'd really rather not re hash The things that we was talkin bout Couple minutes back Matter fact if we could simply drop all that Get the conversation rolling back on the track We can chat till it's late, no problems with that I'd rather be on top of problems than walking around em and wondering when I can act Like my normal old self, cause that's where I'm at I let myself get comfy, kick back on the track Where did all the anger just come from I ask Giving, taking it back is never easy but I'm ready to pack it all in easy spirits like it never happened Floating with some backspin playing the background Playing old hits cause I'm living in the past now Still ignoring this, cause the situation assed out Still glad you're the one that I asked out I keep moving closer while you're pulling away It's feeling like you wishing on I was on the next plane But I can't ever leave this woman, she's inside of my brain Even when she's on a trip, I close my eyes, see her face (X2)

blue sky new high live under a beehive bushido samurai dream of how i will die car crash, river’s wide ford until i float by by the by honey wasn’t sweet till i was the fly on the wall street vibe now my eyes are feeling superdry i’m superbad looking for the peace of mind i never had hell and back tryna get attached to my better half never ask less you wanna hear something you never have jumpin on this beat like a kid over the cracks might avoid breakin mama’s back, call me a horse on the track my reflection back in to me beholding little feat, i’m golden no chains, disrobe suppose i’d be a slave for coal if they paid me more make mistakes for sure taking seconds and more, always hungry for sure, appetite omnivore belly up to the table, nothing’s touching the floor i used to grip cigarettes with my lip burning both sides of the candlestick I'm guessing that you buying, how you copying back keep it on click clack, you following the tracks tattoo you, rolling stones, cassette vinyl… uh… wax skip bail, give it back losing on the minutes flip trails, double back i’m speaking to the tenants refined petroleum they wonderin i i’m holdin em catch a body in the rye cahn’t feel that i be holden, dem and i listen on the fly, can’t feel what i behold in them i just returned, back from the galapagos islands life marches on amid quite a large amount of violence a tortoise approached me, she was over 100 i stood in awe in the light of her form and her function she learned a long time ago, good times gotta end spelled it out for me a game of words with friends keepin it between mayo and mustard, my friend what’s custard, my friend? go custer, ilves end get the world flustered with marks of my pen 15 years of tracks produced by fear stoic in the winess box doe, facing a jury of my peers i buzz, lighyear step off from my gear weapons check normal, but no sign of life here every day i wake up and to me my life is heaven first step i take is to strive for better gettn entrepreneurial spirit, like what resides in david geffen cause at some point my life changed over to jet setting i’m racking up the stories, making sure the shit’s compeling give it a little welly, no staying nights in the telly i haven’t copped a box chevy cause i just aint ready steam up th beans and put some coffee in my belly Life is just swelly (ayy) On my fonzarelli (ayy) I’d wave across the street but my arm is too heavy cause i wa at the gym just now gettin sweaty puttin time in, doing reps bar below your chin, then you lift it off you chest pressed to be the best cashflow is on the next better be able to put an egg inside the nest Where you goin, kid, seems you on a sick trip learnin lessons interspersing al my sick quips nobody followin, i gave them all a quick slip gave them all the quick slip

Ima push past whatever they bring Cause when the floodgates open, Brothers and sisters, I [sing] No need to make this to a bod Mon ting I’ve been axing all my enemies-- Gus fring Even though the flow never been this preposterous You ain't gonna find Slomo shopping at Hofstra’s Or wearing no roc a Where I'm from and they way my folks raised me Same outfits for two years straight, still fresh, praise me The finest drink, the freshest food for me In front of the kitchen sink is where I'm at likely Starting up a meal or topping off a drink with an orange peel Wearing the ecko robe I bought (such a deal) I stay woke like the trail of a boat, just breaking water How this a no kill zone and I can't help but slaughter Idiocracy is looking like the future, thank you, future fathers Time flies, I'll be a squatter Slomo grew out from the husk of a punk rocker Make a living and put it away so kids can be doctors understand the anger that I have against the system Cause a young man was looking at fam and knowing they were living victims Envisioning a future fingertips on books in prisons Tell me once again we've shrugged off racism Tired of hearing the same old song When I'm belting it the words are wrong At least it feels that way with the looks I get won't be leaving the set till I get the point across the cavern in your head (Hook) Dead wrong (x3) Headstrong and gone too long And everybody wanna say too tough, because the words that I'm saying I'm just saying too rough

Driven by disorder Caused chaos as a dormer Smoking big cigars My regards to the coroner Been living my own death I see it like sitrep Million different ways so I do my own two step You seen the dude stretch Life is in two sets From here to the Midwest Colorado blue, Illinois was too Now Obama leaving everybody try to screw that man Old heads say that the new can't match em Gold calf standard how am I supposed to stack up Brand new dude trying to remake the mashup Cannabis and bacco they be laid up in the satchel We out here so back off Precision like black ops Spitting like an automatic And I don't jam, unh Stick to the plan, unh Voted write in like a mug Outcome was surprise had me bugging, unh Crazy for me to believe in a want Threw it away; four years of Donald Trump On polar opposition Step any closer and we touching, magnetism Burn holes in my clothes Wear em like a badge Good threads is for the grown Never gotta rent; I own And I just barely started Am I expected to leave the game broken hearted? Smoking in your garden Ain't gonna beg your pardon Wanna be great again? I'm saying, we just barely started (Campaign speech drops) Watching aryan faces Climbing up the ranks acting like they ain't racists I'm done living in basements so the one percent nation can make it in papers You choose your action Finally ready to strap in You vote witcha dollar g, this is no apology I'm never setting foot into any of your properties Look at who's behind ya I got many a mind to Find ways to drive you to drop all of your efforts Where my homies, we'll swing right by ya On some seven nation army shit No jacket white tee Letters spell across the chest Black lives matter to me (Black lives matter) (Black lives matter to me)

puffin fire and smoke like a dragon it is as strong as you imagine waxing and flagging lifting 2 plates shovel gourmet into my face i’m eatin right 4 cylinder magic jump on the bandwagon changing out my belts can’t leave my pants sagging all over the road step on the cover of vogue leaving the bath in my robe dreaming in navajo code cleavin the flesh with a stone leaving the bones for those Fleeing he doors of they empty home i can keep up with the best of y’all feeling la festival leaning up next to y’all talking the best of all tonicss from wax to the chronic the kush is in my sock i even brought the hydroponic go ahead and call it ironic this headcase doesn’t spend his time at sonic bubonic is my intent saving spiders from certain death the new guy looking around at the house he’s resigned to rent a tent in the center where i disguise my scent dispense with the leather, those times came and went thinking back to my back patch got a crusher for the plant smash send my mind to montreal with a fat dab flying high and i ain’t usin sat nav my demeanor and intention is on black lab but instead i keep on slidin back to fat calf it’s like learning topography from a flat map stop ya jawning, less you never gonna pass dat i’ll be wrecked if i don’t go through life erect how can i sink to my knees, already up to my neck i’m bleeding inside, but who bohers to check? Losing my mind and all i’ve got is this mess

Can't repent god send me the bends Blocking shots, but friend I can lend Hopping scotch add more to the blend A menthol vent and ends of the m 13th letter, cause I'm stretching for pleasure Find me in the bedroom, upend the dresser, then I might feel better Giving it up, tell yo sister and her friends They'll tell their boyfriends, then they all come to beat me up Meet me in the mountains, I'll be sipping on a coffee cup Like “good morning” 12000 feet in the air 12000 Caught you looking, square at my back Seems you see a good place to stab I’m relaxing, boiling some crab At the clambake chillin, who wants another dab? I ain't special, I'm just a man Single Fleck, a small grain of sand Bela Fleck, a great fuckin band (on the real) Bela fleck’s a really great band! Ain't got time to see a fake friend Bang your heads if you ain't with them Let em out the portal cause their mind's condemned to be mindless phlegm, snot good for them Not good for them Their time is then Cause why in the world would you wanna see it coming when you can be convinced all lives are set? Manifest destiny Surely you jest with me Who could believe that a body like me Could be hiding a rapper and all of his steez? Single out the white guy Grew up crying when his friends died Grade school, high school, mostly dry-eyed But there still was a few occasions A couple times I couldn't take it Making breaks for the basement ain't one to be played with, Cause even when I'm simply flowing flow so dangerous Unstoppable, blameless cause I'm the new break from the mold, from the generation of fake props, cop stops, and racists Cover up my face so you won't know what my race is My place is here And I Revere The history and The pioneers And I'll be back In bout a week Couple two three tracks For you all to peep.

[Slomo] It feels like every day's a Friday waiting to happen Weeks roll in, dollars roll out No cash machine but I'm stacking no doubt Ain't no big baby but you bet that ima stand out Fresh new fit on my body from the close out Wearing clothes out but they never outta style When I put my armor on I can stand up to guile You menace me, never b I'm safe from the hella scene Drape my soul up in melamine I'm cover page you’re never-seen You having fever dreams while I'm drowning in feta cheese Blasting Rella Coachella these suckas will never see The point of me penning these raps cause I can be hella whack No extortion for portions, pay to play, never that. Watch em stick the knife in your back I'm rising organic got fools in a panic because i brought the city with me don't you look at my Janet! I been saving the planet while they were complaining at it Being realistic instead of romantic [Obsidian Mojo] I’m rocking the same boots for the last three summers But I’m writing rhymes next to your girlfriend’s number Don’t be fuckin with my buzz! A lot of times, catch me walking down Princeton Born in 75, been breaking the record since then I get sinful with a pencil and other writing utensils Fundamental; A sultan eating falafel and lentils Bitches; Ignored Witches; explore My ship is a-sailing, got riches aboard Got diamonds and pearls, gold, silver and trinkets I know what the fuck you gon do for you thinking Get blown Sensory overload Switch to stealthy mode on this rocky road Barcode Inside of my pockets I glide with rockets My cord is applied to the socket They try to be prophets To give you the lowdown, your mommy and daddy would listen to motown I’m trying to spit lyrics meaningful and profound That exist in states of no mind when there’s no sound Don’t be fuckin with my buzz [Kingso] Kingso on the track, boy Every single word on my tracks is authentic What these other rappers saying in these tracks is all rented And they ain’t better boy, their reality’s augmented I give you all of me but don’t you call me John Legend I give y’all the good, bad, the ugly and the bread And even if you don’t want it i’ma bump it in your city Too many rappers say I pack the pump and keep it with me Boy, you from Fort Collins, ain’t no gun in your vicinity I’ll plug em, then it’s history But I don’t need a handgun homie, I can blow your mind with a pistol and a pencil Picture that, a lyrical aristocrat with systematic plans to send every last missile at your dental The bless will leave you split in half, so get the rags and get your bags, leave the scene spic and span And make sure there’s a missing ads in the paper every day of the week So don’t be playing with your life, because I’m playing for keeps, boy So don’t be playing with your life, because I’m playing for keeps, boy

I could be liaison for the new modern savior As we stand up for communion, pass a joint with the wafer Do me a favor, I'm a bather in that Midwestern flavor Don't come too close, cause I came nude under the waders Bouncing like a moon walk Move mountains when my face talks Not a fan of small talk, bringing it back to all stock Sick with the threads, got the fashion on smallpox Copping precious cargo, gonna guard it like the argonauts I browse police blotters, it takes a little more to move me Holding up the skull, to be or not to be groovy No boom sticks, I hits no licks for ever Your crew gon switch when the moon just hits Reflections in the whites of my eyes This hypebeast bit the hind of my thigh No coattails, they missed When they was biting my style So Jewish all my haters screaming sieg heil I love them all too, traded shoes and put miles between us Left em in the dust, they ain't walking no more, like diabeetus Path of the righteous is beset by those who do evil things I could body em like Vincent but I like the way that Jules thinks Cool, boo, let's keep this clean I'm on my beast You was just gon leave it to Beave Taking a break, siestita para ti, take a peek This ain't a moment for relief Getcha hands clean but no, you can't handle the beef Catch me out in the streets I see you think I'm acting Ruin careers with small mistakes, running up and asking Which side I choose to fly the flag on (High) No side to stand on So I'm floating in the sky (bye) Waving hello to all the people It's nice to meet the world And all the pretty girls That one got the hair curled up Planet express crew, dynamite the herd up Hey buddy, turn the volume of your words up Rappers sounding like something the cat done hurled up Tossing cookies like a monster, down your throat Like a Thompson automatic in the hands of the Godfather I can read your thoughts Dancing on your temporal lobe, new lines to cross into places I shouldn't go And I'm the boss like Grammer to Donovan Swinging hammers at writers that be professing to dying wishes But I wont be pulling triggers My platter’s full of stitching Patching denim to true religion I'm chasing after all the banks cause the money smells dank Might need to freshen my snack stash Don't ever pass glass it could break any second All this cheer out here in the mountain air Bring a flashlight cause you might get scared If the suds are cold, I'm Mackenzie with the drunk flow Chasing the chips, finger flipping for the dice roll Flying like a crow, but the raven’s circling Gunplay blowing skirts up, cross country Ain't talking bout the man, my archives are dusty Wearing all baggage from the years i was husky Sinewave explosions, don't notice Holding my soul in the cup, now I'm frozen Bloody knife got lost, I can't place a motive Alibi cool, 1970s posters Can't keep the monkey off my sunburned back Prevailing bail, make a stack, then I'm spending the rack On provisions for a trip to a faraway land Where they speak in languages I don't understand But Ima learn em Pick a bottle out from underneath the ice While I foster feelings of deleting my vice But the marijuana buzzing make my head feel nice! Vibrating so low you can hear it thru the pipes Scaffolding, structure, bang, I bust it down Inject a virus made of thought to all the members of the crowd Decimation of the message is too widespread If I wanted to die, I’d already be dead But Instead, I’ll plant a seed Wait for the fruit I'm gonna taste Skillet up so good, you'll kiss the side of my face Ain't even on a level yet, this is world 1 Won't be eating no peaches, 5 rotations round the sun Beeper chirping, fam is not having no fun Any chance I get I'm going far as my legs can run

Got a new name for my morning, the rubber band routine No more rain, no more pouring, I'm in the car Moving down the highway Well Shit, I'm supposed to stop for you? That's not what a good leader's supposed to do! If I'm not leading then I'm following you And that would leave me feeling quite untrue So with no one to lead, I'll follow myself Get it how I live, I don't ask for help I see you all aiming at the jewels below my belt Last of a dying breed and you coming for the pelt The prodigal Obi-Wan son, don returnin Haze in the windows cause 2 splifs are burnin Sign for a new 9 to 5, I'm still earning Curving Erick Sermon, rarely passing on sherman And I can't stop writing, rhymes are under my skin Soft cell, tainted love, but I'll be tucking you in No more torture was painted than the valley of sin And nothing surpasses what's being the man to your kin Not gettin rich off of rap, just tryna reach all my cats City bus last stop, dank smells in backpacks No tryna offer dollars over, come and smoke some with me If you a friend of mine expect you will be smoking for free But you know, I never realized how hazy it could be Til I let the window down and the smoke floated past me I ask myself, can I play my part? Did I enact my plans with proper feelings in my heart? Can I keep it together for the times that we're apart? If I'd let it go there, I would've been ghost from the start But can I ask for all your pardons? Rather play it straight with you all than speaking in jargon But I can do it Make that money with day labor That work moneys for for vacay Or spend it on my baybay, keep the weekend lookin cray cray.... My stuntin game's on mayday But when I stop my wheels don't keep spinning But the world does, it's y'all's job to fit in Legs are an engine, upside down v-twin Sayonara, cause I'm in the wind