Gone is the illusion

by Super King Armor, 8th Rank Records

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released March 31, 2015

Steel Tipped Dove, Willie Green, J57, Cavalier, Corina Corina

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Super King Armor Queens, New York

A low key, O.D. Charles Barkley, a verbal Chuck Norris on beat. This best describes the sound on stage and recordings by Super King Armor. Always finishing with brutal efficiency on the mic, ugly! This coincides with his stage presence which is like 'Animal' from the muppets. A physical performer. He is verbose with his lyrics and brutally honest regarding life and how hes lived it. ... more

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Track Name: Gone is the illusion
Hook
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Gone is the illusion, the wall is crushed
The world talks shit, but when you call its bluff
Then Gone is the illusion the wall is crushed

Verse1
More than the illusion I was pumpkin heads cousin
niggas round this town over here pushing my buttons
Gimmie daps always act like they never fronting
Always open up they mouth and got to say something
He too old to rock the mic so why he still spitting?
Well listen up and lemme bring something to your attention
That collabo with that MC you always been wishing
That got turned down before he even gave it a listen
He’s the same age as me so who the fuck you think you tricking
This was never about age you been jocking for position
You’d open your ass and let’em stick his dick in
If it was filled with bacteria from lack of circumcision
Your music is fucking garbage and not worth a single listen!
You’re worse than parsons blvd Kennedy fried chicken
If you can’t take the heat then get the fuck up out my kitchen
Bitch don’t you listen, Bitch don’t you listen!

Hook
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Gone is the illusion, the wall is crushed
The world talks shit, but when you call its bluff
Then Gone is the illusion the wall is crushed

Verse 2
Is it my entitlement things aren’t making sense to me?
Or are my peers Casey and my name is Kaylee Anthony
Y’all killing me but telling me y’all forever love me
Like Whitney post eulogy y’all shove it right in front of me
But when I throw a show there’s nobodies there in front of me
Gone is the illusion maybe I’m going crazy
There’s a fate that no man is ever exempt
Is that familiarity breeds whole lots of contempt
Y’all see so much of me my presence is predictable
I use one of magics principles completely go invisible
Gone is the illusion I know what really happened
It’s me and always has been this lack of taking action
like mattel I thought I gave it all I has bro
not knowing down this rabbit hole I have much deeper to go
I’ll be damned If I become a crab in a bucket
Clawing my to a glass ceiling just so I can touch it

Verse 3
If this were draft 2003, I’m Carmelo Anthony
With Wade, Bosh, and Lebron three champs arm & arm
Ring fast ramadan seems a suit I have on
Skingraph third degree burns wanna play with me?
No fucking losses when I play on NFL gameday
Awful sounds when I turn muscle bound from skin & Bones
Sasquatch tear apart trailer parks and suburban homes
Death adder gladiator God of this game of thrones
Theres a difference between me & you swerving tracks and hitting cones
Exceptional ability EA sports I’m in the game
Hercules your atrophied I’m done with you lames
Gone is the illusion Dean I let go of it!
Because grudges only hurt the persons who holding it
Like this rapper I saw at Santos Party house
Drunk rapping bitter and burnt the fuck out
Spitting on himself and couldn’t get his words out!
Not me I ride til the wheels fall off then hit a ditch
fly through the windshield then my skull will split
Survive a vegetative state my limbs and hands will twitch
and use sign language so the deaf can feel me spit!!
Track Name: you're not an expert, you're an asshole!
Intro
Your a asshole, not expert, get it jerk?
I don’t work? Your nails filed mines dirt!
You’re not in the trenches lifting heaven & earth
I’m Gps onstar sports car
MMA armbar ringstar
You are, on par with a shit show
But you’re the expert what would I know?

Hook
What was I thinking overstepping my bounds again?
I know nothing theres the experts leave it to them
Damn the day I form my own thoughts and have visions
These experts and these assholes have a place to put me in, Hey!

Verse1
Super saiyan he’s super non truer
King cold in more armor than cooler
Itis meat eaters are eager deep sleepers
Dream weaver leave prints veg- eat-as
On dream seekers I be a team leader
That tunnels through for clue double hue
Zippo flame spew orange blue as Goku
To find the point to prove to you that’s untrue
My name don’t come from Tekken that’s lesson
I don’t wear a tiger mask nor do wrestling
I hide my aggression like a coat with a tech in
You look like an ass who I’m not respecting
Why do people assume instead of ask questions?
I look up for a answer no response from heaven
I’m guessing I’ll settle scores with words as a weapon
checking these experts for all their transgressions

Hook
What was I thinking overstepping my bounds again?
I know nothing theres the experts leave it to them
Damn the day I form my own thoughts and have visions
These experts and these assholes have a place to put me in, Hey!





Verse2
Music biz like Poland cold and distant
Make you feel like a building without tenants
Ye abandon all hope here’s your ending
I got no juice I should ask roger clemens
I got a itch that’ll beat Janes Addiction
The people love my work so there’s my extension
They say I’m dead walking to grab your attention
I’m live & kicking experts never listen

Hook
What was I thinking overstepping my bounds again?
I know nothing theres the experts leave it to them
Damn the day I form my own thoughts and have visions
These experts and these assholes have a place to put me in, Hey!

Verse3
Lifes black & white, night, quite, Amish
but sacred cows demolished by straight carnage
When worshippers get laced tryna pay homage
by perpetrators a change and there accomplice
He’s toast, but he’s dope make sense?
Nope, stay woke, bolt, & chase bliss
Weed smoke, need coke, take picks
not everyone listens & likes the same shit!
But my art not sparse, I spit!
Give nothing less than one hundred and ten percent
I’m very sensitive about my gifts
I last like palm impressions left on a cliff
Cause card sharks eight of hearts full stomach
This hard art tough as tarp best floor it
The hard part set apart I form it
Experts close the gates run towards it & storm it!

Hook
What was I thinking overstepping my bounds again?
I know nothing theres the experts leave it to them
Damn the day I form my own thoughts and have visions
These experts and these assholes have a place to put me in, Hey!
Track Name: Lionheart
Verse 1
Gimmie your best shot pal I can take it!
Heart got strong from people trying to break it!
Pardon my tease I wear my heart on my sleeve
I rather move than freeze give up & cop pleas
an who are these niggas to ever judge me!?
You were never around when my chips were down
I was the only person who lifted me off that ground
an if I ain’t winning then I go down swinging
I can take a beating & keep on ticking
try to push me away and take my position
Your bones will snap so good luck with benching
So if you ain’t here to put a smile on my face
put money in my pocket and reach new landscapes
The bulk of my time don’t you dare waste
Step to the side I got moves to make

Verse 2
In the scheme of things, the punchline is real simple
What - don’t - kill- you- makes- you crippled
What don’t kill me makes me stronger
Scientists use my white blood cells on viral monsters
I ain’t talking thermals when I say your under armour
when you make as much sense as an igloo in china
an a neighborhood with a curfew and a all night diner
If you think I should settle for less an expire
an be miserable like you a coward & a liar
I got a thick skin like metal plating
with padding like line men in gear in the off season
charged with unnecessary roughness & brutal beatings
That’ll get me banned like odd future from New Zealand
My will is strong! My pride is beaming!
Your will is weak, your pride is peeling
My heart larger than a water bed hit’n a muthafucking ceiling!

Verse 3
I’m a warlock with words the way I split halves
Off top the head or pen game Witch-craft?
I wasn’t always that nice I had to bust ass
Like a freshman fighting 8th graders for his bus pass
Ain’t nothing like being on stage in front of a rough crowd
They could hate my guts tell me quit but I’m too proud
Salt in my wounds but it made me better
Went home mead notebook on the dresser
I won’t be denied or bow down to the pressure
Your boyfriends only better than me in your dreams
hes only recognized because of a marketing team
but I want it more with or without the machine
I’m the last man standing might as well climb to the top
I’ve seen artists lose it all and go back to the block
I’ve endured a lot where most would have stopped
But I pick up momentum like a fucking juggernaut!

Verse 4
I’m cut from an art form born through renegades
I’ll stand my ground on George Zimmermans grave
Channelling the spirits of African slaves
Facing the adversity of dogs & riot brigades
My heart is a vibrant torch lit flame
That guides me through the darkness, where I was born like Bane
I move in silence like the “D” in Djangos name
when constructing the framework of my game
I ain’t talking angry birds in the hood tossed in there lane
Ignored like kurds slaughtered by Saddam Hussein
I mean having the courage of expressing my range
That reaches further than peaks, valleys, & groves
Deciphers prophecy in books, numbers, & codes
Stripped more bare than beauties in burlesque shows
Leave fans screaming like Yasiin Bey with tubes up his nose
Track Name: Henny on ice
Verse1
Our. Sexual Positions are literary descriptions
You think my name was Charles the way I lay the Dickens
Seeking true religion put your faith inside my denim
I make 50 shades of gray 3 colors on a pigeon
you chant vagina monologues louder than a riot squad
So trojan man made a condom that could fit my lightning rod
we tried standing doggie and my thrusts collapsed your quads
These magnums are a opus of my commanding charge
pour my henny down your throat now we percolating
you call my cell, to hear my voice, it helps your masturbation
I bare my fangs, wag my tongue, you got me salivating
Through osmosis your oasis in the desert my salvation
Head over heels, heels over head tripping LSD
She must a popped a molly, cause now she sweating me
PCP, oh my god, now I got you biting me?
My game is “G” no one ever gets you high as me!

Hook
Plasma in the frigerator I’m so cold blooded
carpet with rips in it yes I’m so rugged
Fuck it, flow so hard her dams went & busted
Diamond in the rough & no you can’t touch it
Rock in her soft space & no you can’t budge it
From Cambria heights all the way to Nantucket
I need a bitch & Hennesy & the heat that comes from it
What? Hahaha, I know you love it...Henny. On. Ice.

Verse2
It’s Funny just the other week you was wearing head wraps
I never knew you liked being choked while I pull your dreads back
The weave & extensions I really don’t mind that
The natural I can pull it hard though no stocking cap
You invited me over we smoked weed on your sofa
Then you leaned on my shoulder pulled my pants down lower
The fellation always starts out cool
Then its demons head Ras Al Ghul
Alpha females in the workplace your competitive
around me your submissive like your on a sedative
nerds, tomboys, even all the artsy chicks
share my enthusiasm for life and intelligence
we be into mindfucks, teeth marks in her fat butt
magic beast with mad lust, savage in a mat truck
leather & lace a nice touch, candle wax & handcuffs
henny for some back up, pour that shit in my cup
Plasma in the frigerator I’m so cold blooded
carpet with rips in it yes I’m so rugged
Fuck it, flow so hard her dams went & busted
Diamond in the rough & no you can’t touch it
Rock in her soft space & no you can’t budge it
From Cambria heights all the way to Nantucket
I need a bitch & hennesy & the heat that comes from it
What? Hahaha, I know you love it...Henny. On. Ice.
Track Name: I Workout
Verse1
Through dips & pull up bars I’m a human muscle car
physical superstar live impossible dreams
tryout like the based God for a basketball team
My endurance mean must be something in my genes

Hook
I workout, I workout, I workout, I workout

Verse2
Now my mama said eat my vegetables so I can turn up
but my inner fat boy eats cookie dough growing his gut
Watching adventure time on netflix while eating Ben & Jerrys
On a air mattress where you can just smell the diabetes
His neighborhoods not metal fences concrete and bricks
But trees of cinnamon sticks and grass made of licorice
Roads of carrot cake rivers of donuts and milk
Fried oreos & ice cream in swimming pools where its built
This you’d never know goes on in my brain because I..

Hook
I workout, I workout, I workout, I workout

Verse3
I’m the black Dean Winchester my post workouts decorum
is nothing short of a post in penthouse forum
naked women on horseback rode in as a calvary
looking like Sandahl Bergman in Conan playing a Valkyrie
Handmaidens threw cherry blossoms all at my feet
On my West & my East, Italians, Cubans, and Greeks
Females fed me a feast, what a strong pleasure
Fanning me down with mythological bird feathers
Now an orgy with my concubines Oh the pressure!
While fireworks explode in the night sky, I’m a nice guy!!
all my women are asleep I sit on my throne and I drink
I’m approached by a female newscaster & camera man
asking me how did I become such a fucking Iron man!?

Hook
I workout, I workout, I workout, I workout



Verse4
Then a most spectacular event was about to occur!
My concubines bathe me in frankincense and some myrrh
Then deep tissue massage my back on rugs made of fur
they wore leather chaps and each boot had a spur
Wait a minute. I’ve never smelled frankincense and myrrh
in my life...For all I know it could smell terrible. I mean
Ancient Egyptians wore it. They wouldn’t walk around smelling like shit.
I mean being all royal and everything right? I dunno……………………….
Track Name: Freak of Nature
Verse 1
Parts of a whole
A pie chart with percentages and color codes
personality traits human heart & soul
we are a composite of the company we keep
surrounded personas before I could walk or speak
My grandfathers quiet manner much like my own
I rather put things into action than speak from a throne
Girl friends of mine-say I’m like an a authority
The irony- taking orders- frustrates the shit out of me
A deep rage- I’ve had to learn to control
From having expectations not met by a soul
absurd- my women say I’m also a nerd
I’ve never met one before with my kind of desire
for reckless abandon who throws himself to the fire
Uncategorized my style will baffle your dome

Hook

I’m a freak of nature, you’re a freak of nature
ever feel like you were born in the wrong timeline?
and people can’t comprehend what’s on your mind
Am I- even-one of- gods- Designs
I’m a freak of nature, you’re a freak of nature
Being the black sheep of the family is a understatement
Wrapped up in blankets like your contagious
I’m a freak of nature you’re a freak of nature

Verse 2
Born into a deadzone & barren wasteland
in a bed where death combs a Baron with slave hands
Between Ja rule & 50 cent, Hollis & Guy Brewer
Through laurelton & springfield blvd I maneuver
My neighborhood as far back as I can remember
Filled with church goers with bible arsenic tempers
and ego driven tempest testosterone tormentors
we went from hard rocks to sexual experimentation
now everyone out the closet in the age that we live in
I remember a time it wasn’t cool to be haitian
Until Wyclef rapped on your radio station
This happens through the iris of my observation
I’m amazed today flack rappers catch for homophobia
It was on those classic albums that caught your attention
to say you hate hip hop is such a contradiction
but hypocrisy saturates the human condition

Hook

I’m a freak of nature, you’re a freak of nature
ever feel like you were born in the wrong timeline?
and people can’t comprehend what’s on your mind
Am I- even-one of- gods- Designs
I’m a freak of nature, you’re a freak of nature
Being the black sheep of the family is a understatement
Wrapped up in blankets like your contagious
I’m a freak of nature you’re a freak of nature

Verse 3
Respect & loyalty are the most important things to me
I don’t care how you look through racial imagery
what your religion is or how you behave sexually
I’ve been stabbed in the back by people close to me
It has a homie feeling funny makes me keep to myself
I don’t roll with a crew they to slow for my health
I like being alone that doesn’t mean I need help
The strong stand alone I can depend on myself
who needs to be ostracized for being an outcast
I just build my own niche & carve my own path
I walk on water, thats made from broken glass
through the use of my own words like moses with his staff
That’ll send down smoldering bits of your golden calf
for entering my domain an incurring my wrath
Fearing what you don’t understand you try to thrash
but show your fucking teeth when it can earn you some cash

Hook

I’m a freak of nature, you’re a freak of nature
ever feel like you were born in the wrong timeline?
and people can’t comprehend what’s on your mind
Am I- even-one of- gods- Designs
I’m a freak of nature, you’re a freak of nature
Being the black sheep of the family is a understatement
Wrapped up in blankets like your contagious
I’m a freak of nature you’re a freak of nature
Track Name: Crazy Pussy!
Intro: (with meows) Bro you gotta help me. (I know you ain’t running away from me!) What? What happened? she’s after me, (where you think you going)oh my god! (You belong to me muthafuckah!)


Verse1
Crazy Pussy like a monster movie where the story never really ends
To every generation there’s a bunch of them in waiting walking round in human skin
Horny homing in subterranean amazonian bipolar motorola pin
All up in your bbm pin checking your text messaging erasing your lady friends
Oh the casualties you met one in applebees sipping daiquiris you had mad inquiries
You think you got game? You fooling your brain, she picked up your scent in the rain
Your life about to change, this bitch is deranged, hop on the runaway train
Tarzan no want Jane, you burn in the flames, Fatal the range of her games
She brings you into her habitat, now thinking back with your mind on track
Perhaps she had rats or else, why would she have mad cats?
One cat, says she sympathizes with four legged non speaking life forms
and socializes with the outside world tweets & instagrams food porn
A sexual exhibitionist nothing messy all done in good form
Its true that, she has two cats, she’s a maneater, that’s all facts!
prone to have spats chillout but relapse, thin line it has snapped
She refers to pets as babies and children when they’re just cats

Hook
She appears from thin air, she marks you you’re unaware
Try to leave her if you dare, then you better be prepared
-For Crazy Pussy!!

Verse2
Now if pets go up into the fours “I” suggest you be heading for the door
She’ll be sharpening knives like they were swords keep your body parts as rewards
Sitting comfortably on ya skeleton & others dangling her skeleton key
Bagging bodies from the vicinities of Kew Gardens all the way to Tennessee
But you’re dealing with levels of the “norm” “before” inclement levels of storms
You cannot believe in your eyes, surprise! You got one of the stepford wives!
Crazy Pussy the best pussy no borders wit mortar making up walls
noth-ings off the table she’ll do anything with your dick and your balls
But the moment finally happens when you realize the bitch is out of her mind
You playfully ignore her in the street & she screams you’ll never keep from me what is mines!(ahhhh!) *sob*sob*
She shows up to your job, like a angry mob, while you’re at the water cooler with Dave & Bob
She starts to sob, with a crooked neck, with a look of death, why haven’t you called or text!?
Your female co workers are laughing, your manager ask what is happening?
She reaches inside of her bag then, everyone in the room started gasping! (Oh this bitch is crazy!!)
She pulls out a plate, a fork and spoon, covered & wrapped in some napkins
I cook this food for you baby but that brings your fear to new levels of climaxing!!

Hook
She appears from thin air, she marks you you’re unaware
Try to leave her if you dare, then you better be prepared
-For Crazy Pussy!!

Verse3
Exhausted from work, succumb to the stress, this bitch is flipping out, turning over a desk.
Because your too sleepy to give her some sex, shit happens when we cannot be at our best
She pulls down your pants, smelling your dick, ask who is the bitch you cheating on me with!?!
She is the girl in a group of females that everyone of’em says that she is Frightening!!
Exorcist like, appearing with heavy rain omens and black bolts of Lightning!!
you’re avoiding your friends, hopping out of your skin, Like you about to fight Mike Tyson!!
Your mama talk’n bout she parked in front of the house on creep mode Stalking!!
The calamity kisser, of your daddy & sisters, they don’t wanna come out.
Am I going to have to buy a gun, and blow this fucking bitches brains out?
No, this is too much, I think my ass is going too nuts!
They appear in their 20’s, 30’s, 40’s cougar & milfs any shape they are built
Who gives birth to women this way? Other crazy women with men who couldn’t get away?
They’ll break you mentally if you let’em, & have no remorse so forget’em
Hispanic & white, asian and black, & all other feminine types!
In a moment of thoughts, a key turns & unlocks, your door you’re thinking of calling the cops
Its that crazy pussy, found your key under rocks! your heart bout to pop, can she ever be stopped!?

Hook
She appears from thin air, she marks you you’re unaware
Try to leave her if you dare, then you better be prepared
-For Crazy Pussy!!
Track Name: Seppuku
Verse 1 (Cavalier)
Swinging my blade through a snowflake falling slow motion
before stating my name clan creed caliber breed legends
of how endless fell in my hands resonate in they hells like screams
cavalier kishi black blood black steed how could there be action against he
the same that held back the factions exposed ninjas who remembers my actual deeds
bring her forward that slanders have her take seat front row come close to a man that was free from karma ya senseless bullshit and splendor and reincarnate with arts in bushwick
ask the man from the lands that was rugged in a lucid dream who seen
Super King in the same damn juncture I ain’t afraid to let my sword puncture
I’ll die for it fall forward and dive on it


Verse 2 ( Super King Armor)
Trained young and taken away from my family
My father was a samurai, my mother shinobi
countless times I've proven there's no army that can hold me
I wear my blade in one arm, the other in my obi
Blade made of unknown metals and stones
containing a spirit who knows hell as its home
whose presence is felt through your flesh and your bones
and he's broken every single man this blade has ever owned
the demon is strong, my shogun wonders how I stop it..
my brain is an intellectual moshpit!
Safeguarded from master thieves and lock picks
counter measures and anything toxic!
Now I ponder my execution, for my contributions
betrayal! As I sit on this wooden block
sword across the street, and up one stop
foaming from the mouth for everyone to sit and watch!


Verse 3 (Super King Armor)

I’ll assassinate you when I appear out of thin air!
Like a good neighbor when state farm is there!
and I hope you catch fire with your clothes on
like a ninja in a accident with a smoke bomb
You say I have an unfair advantage when you battle me
so watch super_fling his armor and defeat you casually
with a ninja star or a shuriken_you bleeding so bad
only sensible thing to do is tuck your shirt in
Seppuku King Armor- Death before dishonor
gets reincarnated into a blade no other sharper
bound with my consciousness they call it apocalypse
the ghost of a pharaoh escape his sarcophagus
seeking bloodthirsty vengeance on all the populace
In the spur of the moment like Greg Popovitch
The violence to slice your stomach you hear a wet pop of it
Guts spill like a ripped bag of condiments
Here you lay in the afterlife minus glitz & glamour life
no more flight club sb overpriced nikes
grills & gold chains canary diamonds in rings
CL 36 BMW with the cherry red frame
no more chickens to suck & swallow your fame
all you have is your balls & bare ass
and your transparent heart which is like plate glass
You’re thrown into the furnace where the fires be on blast
Track Name: S.K.A.R.M.A.N
S-K-A-R-M-A-N……… You know who it is, the SKARMAN!
S-K-A-R-M-A-N………...You know who it is, the SKARMAN!
Who Super King Armor manifested an needed
Like longswords, under floor boards, to ward off
Warlords, big as Paul George, & the Waldorff
Who eat a full course, a four scores, and drink gord’s
That make you sweat orbs, at deaths door, in deaths gorge
I’m in depth more, left off, with enor-
mous forbes, type scores, eye sores
blackboard, where thoughts drawed, like knight swords
held abroad, by muscle forged, tight cords
utter forth, metaphors, through metal doors
Obsessing to pull in, different directions an beasting
The heart of the world I am eating screaming WHO AM I!!!!!

Riddle me this.
WHo is slept on kontinously but also rising morning & night?
What am I a wall charged stasis pod?
with Thai massage inside a comfort lodge
snuggled cucumbers & facial cream
when my pen game got pull like a tractor beam
The go a head on a project with a sponsor
vitality of a shark with flesh in its chompers
lightning putting life inside Frankensteins monster
Say I ain’t tight bitch, you must be bonkers
Sleeping with a cigarette near a christmas tree
fire from a fuse box a tragic fantasy
electronic cigarette you ain’t a match for me
The penalty box for dare sleeping on me
The nightmare figure with the scythe in your dreams
who gets the money? It only must be Queens
refugees in the states house I clean
I live my purpose enough with the dreams
Say my name as I rise from the flames
And break my chains I am SKARMAN!!!
pyrokinetic pardon no acceptance
flame the fabric leave ashes & fragments
Speed of a bullet and trigger to pull it with Hands
Pen to the paper signature of the SKARMAN!!
I am Savagely killing all rivals with masterful aim nicely
Amidst my kills I roam the mists of the hills
I smell my next hunt for the use of my skills
Blood pumping, my eyes red, & wide open
drool spilling, my teeth sharp, & they showing
moonlighting, on my weapons, they glowing
Ribs touching, oooooh, I’m a eat something
you been fronting your greens eyes been watching
you spew toxin where ever your spirits wandering
Bust doors, house floors, I’m mad stomping
you the monster under the bed? Stay hiding!
If I can drive a church van that makes Hell sing
I can steal your vital organs in a pail I bring
Wear your ears as a necklace and eyes as rings
After luring you out with fast food and weed
Just enough to slow down the bodies speed
I’ll make you bleed with my surgical knife
approach to rap music avoiding normalcy
One dimensional hears crickets
I’m hearing shit so explicit
seeing colors so vivid, from my canvas its lifted
my execution is different, record life how I live it
Groundbreaking exhibit, you hate it put limits
whats my worth you inquisite, when it work you hit switches
If I fail then you flip it, back to how you beginned it
Fuck that nigga and his vision depicted!
So fickle I wonder how your appendages
Stay connected when you should fall to pieces-es
use to hurt now I get it, Your life is so pathetic
Come & go I perceive it,Workhorse I achieve shit!
You’re always around like twinkies and roaches
I’ll find use for you if I need my ego stroked like my dick bitches!
I Been sacrificing Knights and Rooks for momentum
Across neighborhoods like spiderman swinging
It’s not just about.. The power of my own pen
I’ll use a muthafuckah to further my own ends
keep’em hanging like a puppet from laces of my Tims
Dangling & shit no control flailing limbs
and once my dubious methods have been revealed
They call me Captain America with a human shield(stars & stripes)
On the battlefield, bullets steel, cap & peel
I throw away my shield for becoming chewed veal
I duck behind a tower enemy shoot’n blanks
He runs headlong into the screen on play in the paint
I reach the guardians at the gates, knights in metal plates
They’re really just a myth once you stop having faith
An from the fallen pieces I use Telekinesis
An make metal beams for stairways to dreams
an oil drums to fill with gasoline
to travel time & space in well crafted machines
Stealthily kinetic arm reach moves away
negativity that would leave me in disarray
I wear weights in a straight jacket, wrapped in chains
that I bust out, do jumping jacks, arms muscled and veined
I ball all a bad karma & volley cross hills
into oceans exploding sink continents ill
Significant knowledge absorbed recently
makes armor nimble in the face of adversity
Man on a mission I stay bullshit free
learn more music take over my industry
your discouragement won’t work no matter intensity
I see holes in your game and counter your weak energy
But this a social experiment whirlwind
The NYC underground recycles its girlfriends
we’ve all slept with each other how can I offend
I’ll just drop my pants and let the orgy begin
Track Name: Dumb Smart Nigga
Verse 1 intro
“You know what you should have in common with Hunter S. Thompson, Ernest Hemingway, and Kurt Cobain? It ain’t talent, should blow your brains out you Dumb. Smart. Nigga”!


Hook
My friends say I'm smarter than Them. Smarter than my friends ooooh.

So how come I'm not making their ends?

Their ennnnnds

They tell me I have everything, because I am aaaa king!

So why do I still feel like I got nothing?

Nothing, nothiiing. ...

Verse 1
I feel dangerously vulnerable, when I write songs like this
I feel like I’ll be judged, then hung for the shit
Because long as I’ve existed I won’t let people get close
I find myself alone, living life as a ghost
Can you blame me?! I mean I love living life
But there are moments I wish I have had my memory wiped
I’m no angel with its wings clipped within my own right
I’ve burned so many bridges with such tremendous force
You’d think I was a monster a living human torch
That wedged a gap bigger between life & corpse
I hurt the ones that I love, never the ones that deserve it
It’s enough to curse myself and start rethinking my purpose
My impulsiveness is like a fucking disease
motivated by the need to quench the thirst of my greed
Jumped to conclusions with a short burst of speed
My lack of self control has left scars that always seem to bleed

Verse 2 intro
You blinder than a muthafuckah! Can’t see shit to be shit! Do us all a favor, just walk off a roof you Dumb. Smart. Nigga!

Hook
My friends say I'm smarter than Them. Smarter than my friends ooooh.

So how come I'm not making their ends?

Their ennnnnds

They tell me I have everything, because I am aaaa king!

Why do I still feel like I got nothing?

Nothing, nothiiing. ...

Verse 2
Because I had perspectives different from the rest
My friends believed that I was destined for success
I suck at handling the stress rehearsals never dressed
subjected to the con I’m not fit to take the quest
But if I saw what others saw I’d be without the mess
But I’ve been told so many times that I ain’t worth shit
I’m ashamed to say a part of me started to believe in it
I’ve been told I’ve made things into more than what they are
Will I be old & gray, sitting at a bar
drunk & telling stories, about a falling star?
not playing with a full deck the joker in the cards
delusions of the slander, old habits die hard
I’ve hit rock bottom is escaping so bizarre?
I’ve walked many miles more than ones put on a car
I’ve slept on a beach without a home near or far
you dumb smart nigga, or whoever you are………

Verse 3 intro
Nigga you can’t tell your right from your left, what’s real or what’s fake, you ain’t good for nothing
you Dumb. Smart. Nigga!

Hook
My friends say I'm smarter than Them. Smarter than my friends ooooh.

So how come I'm not making their ends?

Their ennnnnds

They tell me I have everything, because I am aaaa king!

So why do I still feel like I got nothing?

Nothing, nothiiing. ...

Verse3

Devils in the details, angels in executing
My brain is fried, with my impulses electrocuting
A retina scan for the mind keeping my eyes open
Mass produce adrenaline keeping my drive potent
I’m not a dumb smart nigga! I'm dumb smart nigga! !
When I Iearned Jiu Jitsu they teach discomfort & pain
discomfort being achy joints bruises and strain
Pain is walls closing in no oxygen to the brain
The Grim reaper with the key unlocking the chain
When I suffered losses that made me take leave from the game
I suffered the emptiness of never facing the strain
reminded me of being paralyzed as a child
When I flew off my bike and laid in rocks in a pile
a discomfort that temporarily altered my style
But like Tetsuo in a Akira I picked my guts up
so there might be hope after all for this fuck up.

verse 3 Outtro: Maybe you starting to get it after all nigga, but once a dumb. Smart. Nigga, always a Dumb. Smart. Nigga.

Hook
My friends say I'm smarter than Them. Smarter than my friends ooooh.

So how come I'm not making their ends?

Their ennnnnds

They tell me I have everything, because I am a king!

Why do I still feel like I have nothing?

Nothing, nothing. ...
Track Name: Knights in Shining Darkness
Hook
My knights in shining, Darkness we dwell again
My knights in shining, Darkness we dwell again
My knights in shining, Darkness we dwell again
My knights in shining, Darkness we dwell again

Verse1
It may sound strange an ambiguous to some
But I can feel the emotions of other humans
A deep empathy from the time I was young
For example I’d have a great day & good fun
Then someone high strung clearly so glum
Under their thumb I’m pressed & so done
A shadow inhaled an then passed through the lungs
That’s where a knight in shining darkness comes from
A man at his post haunted by ghosts
As long as this energy always stays close
I’m bound to the pain wrapped round my throat
The knight in shining darkness no chain mail for coat
So overwhelming I’d keep to myself
Sensory overload circuits would melt
Hours of scrubbing to bring back my health
I wiped myself so hard I gave my skin welps
Writing through pain always helps out a bit
If they pain go away, will I cease to exist??

Hook
My knights in shining, Darkness we dwell again
My knights in shining, Darkness we dwell again
My knights in shining, Darkness we dwell again
My knights in shining, Darkness we dwell again

Verse 2
As I matured new strength had been forged
my focus became sharp as a sword
negativity was strings & some chords
pinpointing its location like blips on a board
Like hearing a ford with ears to the floor
I can feel it coming like never before
Like clothing extra layers and a cauldron
under piles of bodies the heat is engulfing
It came back to me once where I was working
This shorty caught cancer death had been certain
her depression had altered my person
When she left the building I felt a resurgence
full optimism, sunlight through curtains
Now depending on the link I have with the person
I can predict their words before they’re emerging
Feed their pain through distance & deterrent
The knight in shining darkness guides through the current
uphill struggle climate cold & undeserving
The band leader orchestrate tide for the turning
Walk through the pain I know my soul is burning

Hook
My knights in shining, Darkness we dwell again
My knights in shining, Darkness we dwell again
My knights in shining, Darkness we dwell again
My knights in shining, Darkness we dwell again
Track Name: Radius
Intro
Longer than a tightrope, aim of a snipers scope
Wrapped around a building, like a line for jordans
New methods of exploring, new masters of exploiting
from the range of it its a radius.

Verse 1

I walk in all nonchalant, then soak up the ambiance
In venues I’m a stomp, hit- the - stage- so- prompt
Thoughts I provoke, I’m - beyond your scope
Beee honest most, theeeey try to sculpt
Something just as dope, well the answers nope!
Only your ego bloats, for a seagulls gulp
Try the belly up approach, didn’t say I told you so!
You well outside your radius, only left complaining bitch
oh looky heres a bench, sit down you’re missing strength
an inch? when you’ve had enough, bags packed enter bus
bad bitch “incubus”, only in my ink you trust
rappers 20 40+ swear they good & blowing up
In 4 blocks staying stuck, same henny, same cup
different dutch, same sluts, 20, 40, 60 up
Diddy fiddy signed you up? Still a bunch a lying fucks
16 bars not enough 2 more verses going nuts!
Hook
Shhhh, I can hear them creeping in, all around the radius in an on the outside, outside, outside

Verse 2
Brainstorm pouring in, more my thoughts are in
opens doors again, think Jim Morrison
I am accomplishing, with my immortal Pen
Fight I’m sticking in, because of self discipline
puts an awesome spin, on how to chalk up wins
take it on the chin, I’m a monstrosity
awe in symmetry, of authenticity
But your brains in gear, controlling eyes and ears
Judge the hemisphere of where have I appeared
Thinking I’m other rappers well I’m nothing like them
White, Brown, or light skin, weight class titan
All my shows tight then, Lockes of a viking
Where did that come from? Nigga it’s been here
your a passive listener, try to pass as good ears
I’m not a Jordan shot, I won’t fade away
Too many small minds, not enough bigs today

Hook
Shhhh, I can hear them creeping in, all around the radius in an on the outside, outside, outside

3rd Verse

High & Mighty Hitlers, I’m like a trickster
poison your elixir, emerge the victor
Not a great pris’ner, my limbs too limber
make you remember, you face the enigma
seething contender, who sees through your center
you’re more like a vortex, gripping tight forceps
try to trap my light in, event horizon
I even the odds on, events on horizon
all up in my space & shit, encompassing my radius
leech & a parasite, symbiote maggot bite
I’m a bunch a dynamite, blast everything in sight
no more psuedo friendships, blown away don’t exist
never revolutionary when you’re really capitalists
Yoga and your chakra you can have all that bullshit
talk like a tough guy when you’re just a jealous bitch
Your body language says more than any of your words did

Hook
Shhhh, I can hear them creeping in, all around the radius in an on the outside, outside, outside
Track Name: Groundhogs Day
Verse 1
I woke up to the radio playing the Beatles
I’m a loser skipping putting wear on the needle
Worrisome laying there not feeling peaceful
thoughts in my head hurtfully evil
Anxiety paranoid works like a fever
I know what’s out there but I’m a underachiever
Sense of urgency mentally I’m not weaker
physically mobility not much of a leader
catching cold feet without snow in my sneakers
socks sticking to me is how I get eager
Sit up in my bed rub my feet they a heater
Not happy what I see when I turn to the mirror
lines in my face, dry skin, nothing clearer
Depression setting pace, my goals no where closer
I wonder when the day will come I ever get closure
I look at the clock heart stops bending over
Its 4pm? but 4am in bed I was sleeping
Did I wake up on a Monday & miss the whole weekend?
Feels like a Thursday even though its a Tuesday

Hook

Its Groundhogs Day with Limbo in the recipe
A dash a Purgatory makes a sweet Souffle’

Its Groundhogs Day with Limbo in the recipe
A dash a Purgatory makes a sweet Souffle’

Verse 2

I woke up to the radio playing the Eagles
Hotel California my place of residence
Leave is temporary no escaping the element
White Walls 4 of’em I serve out my sentence
I swear it’s a padded room with air vents
A skylight with cold air rushing in
I know I’m a fighter I’ll get up from the ground
I sit up, stand up, then lay back down
I look in the mirror my eyes are blood red
Blood vessels exploding inside my head
I walk down the hallway same as the white walls
Feels like eternity with a slow crawl
I walk to the door which feels 9ft tall
I see the cemetery & leaves from the fall
Is this a reflection on how my lifes been stalled?
Or maybe I’m a spirit looking through a crystal ball
Blueberry waffles are in my toaster
Feels like cardboard going down my chest
I swallow my pride, repeating the process

Hook

Its Groundhogs Day with Limbo in the recipe
A dash a Purgatory makes a sweet Souffle’

Its Groundhogs Day with Limbo in the recipe
A dash a Purgatory makes a sweet Souffle’

3rd verse

I woke up to the radio playing some kansas
Carry on my wayward son has all of my answers
Drag myself outta bed increases my chances
Finish what I started all the work on my canvas
Head downstairs I got too distracted
surfed on the internet too much practice
Gotta stop looking at these naked bitch asses
Hours gone by vision strained need glasses
Tell Shaun T. I know true insanity
Going round in circles, I’m Stir Crazy
I left my phone on in case of emergency
But this crazy bitch keeps on calling me
You don’t wanna fuck just talk to me!?
Bitch please this ain’t Thelma and Louise
We ain’t tie the knot & I’m not your main squeeze
Went outside fresh air in need of a good run
scared the lady with the rottweilers C’mon son!
Wearing all black all you need is a handgun
Went back home and the song is the same one

Hook

Its Groundhogs Day with Limbo in the recipe
A dash a Purgatory makes a sweet Souffle’

Its Groundhogs Day with Limbo in the recipe
A dash a Purgatory makes a sweet Souffle’
Track Name: Clean Slate
Hook
Post winter laced, thawed lakes, spring break Clean Slate!
Ruffies in beer, a mind disappears Clean Slate!
Comatose Amnesiac awakes Clean Slate!
I need a fresh start with my past erased
Reincarnation in a new birth place Clean Slate!
Before illusions drained me of my faith Clean Slate!
Hard Drive cleaned freeing up space Clean Slate!
I need a fresh start with my past erased

Verse 1
Remembering the moves that brought me to the dance
I waltz with skeletons with a icy long glance
So cold a polar bears fingers would catch cramps
and a paraplegic would brush frost off his pants
I got distracted going against my very nature
From taking what I want and reaching my goals
Never having to prove anything to these fucking assholes
They don’t suffer with me, so I don’t give’em that control
So, yeah bitch gimmie the blue pill dream
Like Jessie Pinkman cooking methlamine
to get that rare hue of methamphetamines
so euphoric I leapt from a mezzanine
landed in a space shuttle slash time machine
Searching for the restoration of my old base
Gone is the illusion, I have a clean slate

Hook
Post winter laced, thawed lakes, spring break Clean Slate!
Ruffies in beer, a mind disappears Clean Slate!
Comatose Amnesiac awakes Clean Slate!
I need a fresh start with my past erased
Reincarnation in a new birth place Clean Slate!
Before illusions drained me of my faith Clean Slate!
Hard Drive cleaned freeing up space Clean Slate!
I need a fresh start with my past erased

Verse 2
I’ll Terra-form the moon busting nuts at night
That go up & down like suborbital flights
That cause torrential down pours & new signs of life
A fresh start yes but that doesn’t change the game
The only way diamonds are forever
is if pressure is a crucial success measure
like diamonds from the players club casting weather
Only when you know pain can real change occur
I should slam my palms on salted broken glass
shoot myself in the knee stab both of my calves
Just so I can start penning my rough draft
Like Tuskegee Airman operating aircraft
But I got better luck having my prostate exam
By a blind cardiologist with hooks on his hands
But when the mappings of my brain are left in gods hands
I guess he isn’t laughing much at the layout of my plans

Hook
Post winter laced spring break thawed lakes
Clean Slate!
Ruffies in beer a mind disappears, Clean Slate!
Comatose amnesiac awakes Clean Slate!
I need a fresh start with my past erased. Reincarnation in a new birthplace Clean Slate!
Before illusions drained me of my faith, Clean Slate!
Hard drive cleaned freeing up space,Clean Slate!
I need a fresh start with my past erased

verse 3
Call me autonomous prime with my inner chi
With the energon I produce from my energy
I could power a city from new orleans to sicily
and keep away these strange creatures from my vicinity
They are those who’ll be frightened by your journey
will give you every reason to pack it in a hurry
But disappointed if you quit and decide to live safely
That some psycho shit or maybe you just hate me?
There are those who want you to escape hell & bust ass!
But don’t believe you have the strength for the task
They just tell you these things so you won’t feel bad
Their just great salesman blowing smoke up your ass
Because everyone wants you to do good but not better than them
These are leeches, not friends - cover your skin
Only through evolution can we leave the past behind
That’s how you get a clean slate that’s how I got mine…..

Hook
Post winter laced, thawed lakes, spring break Clean Slate!
Ruffies in beer, a mind disappears Clean Slate!
Comatose Amnesiac awakes Clean Slate!
I need a fresh start with my past erased
Reincarnation in a new birth place Clean Slate!
Before illusions drained me of my faith Clean Slate!
Hard Drive cleaned freeing up space Clean Slate!
I need a fresh start with my past erased
Track Name: What's Making it?
Verse 1
Dreams and goals I don’t play with it
like a vampires chest put a stake in it
somewhere along lines you’ve heard this shit
You ain’t good enough to be making it
Words spoken by an antagonist
Whose viewpoint is lower than average
but it seem so many people carry it
like pepper salt shakers in a cabinet
I thought making it was celebrating with peers
But I realized they had other ideas
The makings of a man change year to year
in this western civilized part of the sphere
The unknown of making it is part of the fear
and the he said she said from ear to ear
I know artists who made it near the pinnacle
started out a optimist and came back cynical
Music videos don’t change how you live
Rappers on mtv still live in they mama crib
more ironic than the cia wearing coke boy t-shirts dock of the bay
Your favorite artist might work in the day
saving up for big time radio play
when he hands the money over to the DJ
who never intended to play his songs anyway
Making it is not as simple as you thought it was
Like a ziploc bag minus all of your drugs
all that hard work and you ain’t got a ounce of buzz
Thats more than ouch when you get snubbed
Nothings perfect about making it
In fact there’s more of a pain to it
More of a paint to it the interior is cracked and the frame is chipped

Hook
So what they can’t grasp, your need for it
They don’t wake up in the morning and eat with it
Your obsession and why you feel complete with it
So why the fuck should I care how they see or feel for it
Is making it making other people happy
Or being rich out your ass and lonely
Whats making it? Who the fuck knows!
All I know is there’s a point where I determine it


Verse 2
Amidst my Grandma’s picture collection
I’m a vampire, yes I have no reflection
I look at my cousins graduation
Pictures of so much admiration
about me they have no expectations
Proud of his and all her contributions
I guess I always been kinda losing
My path not there’s one I been choosing
He ain’t like us it’s so confusing
The work you do has not been proving
a answer of a financial solution
only the hours of you coming and going
change but no progress is showing
your birth was only the sign of a omen
He’ll never have his own just stuck in our home then
not sitting in a benz with chrome on both ends
How come you couldn’t be like all your old friends?
Jared and Richard why don’t you call them?
Frankensteins monster without the bolts in
Chances slimmer than signs of a vulcan
Sitting here day & night
all my good friends have moved on in life
Mini van with kids with a house and wife
Suburban area so quiet at night
I know I couldn’t do it with my internal fight
I’d peel my skin off and disappear in the night
Like how my uncle my was explaining it
this art music thing you ain’t making it
Then his left knee he started banging it
Angry because the drums he stopped playing it
He went and got married kids the end of it
if thats life then I don’t need this shit

Hook
So what they can’t grasp, your need for it
They don’t wake up in the morning and eat with it
Your obsession and why you feel complete with it
So why the fuck should I care how they see or feel for it
Is making it making other people happy
Or being rich out your ass and lonely
Whats making it? Who the fuck knows!
All I know is there’s a point where I determine it

Verse 3
My station in life am I ashamed of it?
Funny how everyone perceives whats making it
But I did more than my co workers at Bally’s
and proved wrong friends who said they were family
I’ve looked for moments I could validate
every single waking moment that I create
My lifes not worthy of being snubbed
I’m really not the loser that you thought I was
but the seeds of jealousy started it cause
You look at me as if I was addicted to drugs
Your kindness was always a sense of false love
When you have a metal fist inside of kit gloves
Proving myself I used to slave on that ship
Til I realize nothing really came of it
Its like an elephant explaining life to an ant
his position in spite he can’t fit in his pants
I’m self possessed like an evil spirit
jumping in its own chest and the screams you hear it
I’m sorry grandma for not listening
I didn’t become a baptized christian then
but I’m so much comfortable in my skin
more than I ever was way back then
Sorry Granddad I didn’t roll in a Benz
I ain’t never been to good at saving my ends
But this music thing keeps on pulling
I’m so obsessed with it like its a trend
I’m better at expressing myself with a pen
I’m sorry ma for all the schools I never got in
It’s my life after all I have to look in
determine my life and the state that its in
See I ain’t happy with just making it
Paradise lost I’m escaping it

Hook
So what they can’t grasp, your need for it
They don’t wake up in the morning and eat with it
Your obsession and why you feel complete with it
So why the fuck should I care how they see or feel for it
Is making it making other people happy
Or being rich out your ass and lonely
Whats making it? Who the fuck knows!
All I know is there’s a point where I determine it