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!!

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!

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

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.

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……………………….

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

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!!

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

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

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. ...

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

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

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’

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

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