Verse 1 (evv'n'flo): In the be/ginning I was made of water paddlin from an amniotic Fluid river movin with earth axis with no plan just options / and in my molten core I couldn’t picture hopeless war / just a simplest life where everybody’s livin with their open doors Deep in wide as the River Jordan of scripture it’s a Sleepy eyed spring in origin of existence / My life kept creepin on by given ordinance from decision amidst us But mislabeling tide washes over us with the name religion / cuz that’s a dangerous term for how to pass blame n other worth / The stage’s allure makes for corruption of our mother earth Ending to our suffrage thus becoming something like infinite suffering /. No listening or budging budgeting nothing sinking every minute we runnin / Cant keep runnin away I heard somebody say comin from the pharcyde / But a plans goin underway under ugly skyline nothing but the hard times / on a par 5 scorin a triple bogey sippin on o e sittin lonely Porin /liqour for a distant homie stead im choosing to Chorus A (Vin): be like /Water fluid liquid trickling soothing Until I get resistance I’m movin smoothly like /Water fluid liquid trickling soothing Until I get resistance I’m movin smoothly Verse 2 (evv'n'flo): many /Waiting for the water to pool in other Tenants are against the grain while many in /pain stayin in arid region in scarcely bleak season even If, we immensely change we dependant on rain to go with the flow It’s a /ride on the rodeo holdin a bowl waitin to garner sacred water n you never know So let it go we animals planning on getting old but Essentially nothing is credible even down to the minerals so the wise vow for a lifestyle when you wanna be up in the right valve is that water is incredibly seminal, sentimental not set it stone, so follow the evv’n’flo Steppin on a set of steppin stones cross alotta bodies catapult I don’t ever know if we’ll get back home, all I ever wanted was mass revolt No results for the thirsty and hungry distilled stagnant doubtful harverst Feelin really lucky in a country where the facuet spouts in a house or apartment Chorus B (Vin): Beautifully carrying out my existence Nothing to lose nothing to prove, I do what truly suits me Beautifully carrying out my existence, like Bruce Lee Nothing to lose nothing to prove, I do what truly suits me

Spit a diss n rip a ligament into some itty bits (my) Regiments mo different than anything that is a hit Git a grip n listen in my mission is relentlessness exhibit insistence with a rhythm sick ridiculous Git this kid a mini fridge I’m sippin big belligerent visions against the system ignition gitchur kitchen mits Ignorance jist isn’t bliss you’ll figure a minute in Beginning wishin it was different but it isn’t man ‘gain again persistence driven wisdom did it’s biggest switch flipped the script jist picture it inventiveness I bend n twist Witnesses git sick wit it quit livin pick to slit their wrists Quicker than death sentences I deliver precision flicks Hi hi hi im hecklin yo shitty friends n itchy dick Can’t git with a veteran w/ penmanship definitive No /hinderin ticketing or picketing I’m kickin it mista spit this lyric you will stutter it I I I I …… _______________________________________________ There /isn’t jist a simpleton synonym for discriptiveness millions on diligent pilgrimadge would do pilferin kill for it steal n sin villainous to get a feel or glimpse It isn’t religious pitch its imminent distinguishing A /tidbits enough medicine for anyone feelin sick stead a hittin mini sips I killed the fifth dint spill a drip Filled with shit be real with it, the prejudice, I’ll fill em in The /filthiest hypocritical cynics can get it quick cuz Till the end of measurement im dangerous n menacing Militant syllabus with a venomous testament Re/bellious messages of peelin wigs of filthy pigs guiltiest are fidgeting n reaching for their cigarettes Dealin wit syllables nearly continuous git it yet? Con/sider this slicker than shit kick in the dick stingy kids: Interest in dividends isn’t rich, it’s diminutive Figurative dismemberment in the end, I “finish him”

Chorus2x: it's the des/truction of the universe but i gotta get some /poon first it's June 1st and my rents due guess i gotta use my words, get a venue, preach about how real men do when it's essential Verse1 (evv'n'flo): no one is using proper edacite everybody looking regrettable and pathetic worse than they ever did it's /evidence that everyone is skatin on thin ice when it gets nice, we live life, at the sign of problem - fist fight people are grovelin n robbin for some groceries ignorant actin up, not how they sposed to be whats gonna happen when we find out our planet aint damaged are we gonna hand in our stolen stuff without holdin grudge? don't think we'd act old enough or manish enough though to handle the trouble so i plan to go rambo take the matters into my own hands collectin respect like an old man so protect up your neck when i /reinvent society evan gettin ready to it, first anarchy then revarevalution we through poluting, we through with this stupid shit so quit actin usaless let's start up a movament chorus2x Verse2 (Psionic): I'm anonymous in this apocalypse. I wanna kiss a chick's thick apocalips. Maybe swimming breast stroke in the post apoc-olympics, but there ain't no women craigslisting. Down at the laundromat. I probably should be strapped cuz I ain't letting armageddon gettin' me whacked off except the girl I last saw at the looted store, she could have her way with moi. All these honeys lookin' fine with the fear of god. So I'm trying to get more ass than a fat bitch in three seats in third class before the plane crashes in nuclear blastin' with the zombies attackin' I discover the gun shop only takes cash and not Visa Card nor Discover. No hope, not even a glimmer. No updates, no one's tweeting on twitter. Preaching like a sinister minster, at the end of sixteen bar uni-verses, we be rockin' hearses. SUBVERSIVE. Verse3 (evv'n'flo): so don't run up on me in a time of desperation people packin heat it's practically the end we're facin oh what a day we havin those used to livin lavish havin to act buck wild, tap in to their savage habits how'd it happen? I got no time for questions you wanna get /slapped up backwards? You really want suggestions? why don't you /join those other fuckers at the tabernacle everybody comin runnin for some answers in a time a trouble Ain't no type of saint but i removed some rubble for a young dumb couple in my path cuz i'm not no fuckhole either, not a leader and i'm not a thief but I /did steal bud so i could chief up on some chiba how you /not gonna smoke weed and have unprotected whore sex when you /don't know what you in for next could be a vortex aint doin my chores yet, it's gonna end in 2012 why /keep a clean room if in that room you aint even bound to dwell?

Verse 1: evv’n’flo / Climbin over the dozen a dime huntin for mine / Struggling times, call for these ugly rhymes Crowd control mediocre should duck for cover Motherfucker im not gonna suffer for another summer What a bummer the lame ones are sittin ducks But do we give a fuck (naw man that isn’t us) / They want /life liber/ty and the pur/suit of Flabbi/ness but that doesn’t match wits with our cavernous Habits that we brandishing we out of this world You can sucka galac dick after I have at your girl / We on another planet comin up with nothing average Bustin out the package cuz we gifted at rappin rhythms / After this one I get lifted with dapst blue ribbon / Pass the children on a pilgrimage until it ends / Have a vision that people livin it prosperous Instead of listenin to garbage, pop as fuck Chorus 2x: .. So Stop the fuss Come Rock with us The problem is There's not enough .. Decisiveness To light us up .. We’re holdin mics in the dark till the time is up Verse2 (Daps): And we don't give a fuck If y'all wanna dance to this We just wanna give the fellas whiplash with this That's the biz, fuck the game Til I'm clutching a cane, 108 Bustin it, hungry and underweight I'll be one of the greatest To never become famous Runnin weightless Racin for that which was once sacred Still chasin my past, anxious to take stages Makin it last, havin a blast minus the payments It's kind of degradin, I put my life on the side to rock mics When I should swallow my pride But not I, a hard knock hardhead I ain't starved yet But I'm startin to have trouble findin apartments Half the time I can't even get a mic check I'm just another rapper I guess, fresh off the trimet Tryin to make my mark with no target Tryin to find a way to be applauded by the audience Chorus2x Verse3 (evv’n’flo): so/ many self righteous tellin you how your life is The /rest are lifeless watchin tv till their times spent Im hell bent my minds set on finding the highest peak N /when I do climb it’ll be kinda like dyin free I enjoy the finer things like livin with intention Admiring the type of people who don’t feel fenced in The/ cityscape, it’s a shitty maze at times But I aint gon /stay confined its about what you make of life Lookin like I strain my eyes till I find that I face the light I couldn’t stage a fright aint never gonna race to tie When I set the pace to rise its gotta be way to high To hold you /over cuz the evolved gotta raise the tide y see that I /made my mind, I aint /never gonna change that Face facts I stay strapped with nothing but patients make do with the basics so get off my nuts Stay tuned we school dudes like a doctorate Chorus2x Verse4 (evv’n’flo): People arent makin descisions impatient dismissive Some /women are stayin in kitchens others are racists n bigots Livin up to potential is in the past Most/ rather mope, hopeless, sit on their ass in a /crowd you wont find us w Mob mentality Walkin around with blinders lookin mindless in a sky rise Towerin Livin on salary / Seduced by media like mickey and mallory Its /easier to see it now the stars are as much to blame Cuz the audience waaaatchin it are in love with fame You /got nothing to say except for celebrity talk Then that really goes to show how pathetic you are Everyone aahs and oohs and gazes at the top of the food chain but they all fugazees Actors and rappers have never been like gods to us n General public is monotonous that’s my hypothesus

verse 1 (Psionic): I'm looking to get my slurp on and my swerve on and a broad without her shirt on. Got my flirt strong and my hands up her skirt and thong. If she ain't turned on? I'ma hafta tell her to tear this wall down like it was the Iron Curtain. Cuz at my best I'm stills scummy. Crashing your party like a test dummy. But it's kinda funny when I want a slutty honey that I can't wine and dine cuz I gotta no more money but if I'm like with this bunny I'll make it like it's Easter Sunday cuz she keep second cumming. Looking for a hostel or a brothel wanna hit the slopes with my nostrils. I'ma go Charlie Sheen on they asses call me Stringer Bell cuz they never know where my stash is. It's a cat fight club. And the first rule of cat fight club is never get between pussy pounding each other. I'd rather fuck a rhinoceros wit a barbed wire condom than listen to shit. This isn't hits. It's one word kid: Chorus A: Sub/versive, why you do em like that? Murderous and we movin in a pack Sub/versive, uhhh they some cannibals /antelopes rrrrrrun when they cant handle those Sub/versive, why you do em like that? Murderous and we movin in a pack Sub/versive hope you good on your feet Wanna /get the party started someone put on a beat Chorus B: "ain't it funky" travel into the wild "ain't it funky" how we switchin the style "ain't it funky" travel into the wild "ain't it funky" take you trippin for miles "a 1,2,3,4 verse2 (mv): Watch my inertia as I submerge Subvergins Our crew is standin' tall like 300 vs. Persian turban do the drapes match the curtains? Propped on the furniture like Weekend at Berbons; This urgent Some bitch wants to spit lines- like verses I encourage excersing but with less exertion This guy tries so hard, fly as a boatyard Motion of the ocean? I'm a lunar, mover: sonar Float mar, we can Humpfree like Bogart I'm a sore weight loser of fluids; hear me roar. These trackssuit me like Run-D.M.C. shoes are AdiDas Racists “Suck like Hoover” Slick as Rick with the act sense I got a lot of God of Abraham or Allah somethings are bigger than you are Either way oppressive law da da da endz onely in looters, shooters move far; one word kid Chorus A Verse3 (evv'n'flo): I /cook up the heat, tearin the roof off the mutha sucka I /couldn’t just leave when the party really just wasn’t nothing Sub/versive came through wita couple others n a fan base You /heard of this crew? We be treatin miller like it’s champagne / and mayne theres plenty bullshit shenanigans / We rooollin like the Taliban cuz we outta hand / hoooldin no scrill in my clutch but a million bucks / and gooolden’s how im feelin because I’m really in luck Came into the party stumblin we had some fun but all these Suckas looked at us like we were scrubs cuz we drunk Chumps was lookin angrily which made it seem like we weren’t in the Place to be thats when I noticed all the vacancy so very Lame to me, change the beat so I can wrangle freaks and keep these Dudes from being snooty had to hook em up with dooby treats And some funky juicy beats a few a these had everybody Movin feet, that’s true indeed n fool you see Life aint drinking smoking it is thinking joking being open But a drip or fifth of liqour Never killed me really so what / We livin simple havin fun remainen innovatin n so when we hit the pavement we begin to demonstrate it entertainin from the basement to the ceiling top This fool was talkin shit his dome I almost peeled it off he was gone Really didn’t wanna hurt him so I paused an insteada servin em, told One word kid Chorus A Chorus B audi

Chorus: Simply scandelous lady stayin fine as wine dining nice by the low light cuz we dimly candle lit, focused on her sittin pretty, gittin tipsy, real swiftly Verse1 (evv'n'flo): continually compliment, oh honestly honesty's my best policy and you're really all i /need, can I please, recieve at least a /shimmy or a handjob grip, fantostic what's next, where you wanna go honey i got no money but i make up fo nothin with slow humpin, smooth lovin, n cool runnins doin what they call head bobbin like a bobsled glistenin like crytals on my cannibus make it my only mission to have you give up, give into your instincts as an animal un/handilable ass slappin pASSionate i'm assin for a Chorus2x Verse 2(evv'n'flo): that's how it go though, we bounce like a pogo after the show go straight to the bedpost oh no freaked so hard that the old folks next door start /yellin, "stop havin sex whores" I /guess it's just a different generation cuz we freakin lots premarital, but i don't mean to scare you old elders, cuz we just wanna have fun lau/ghin, fuckin, kickin it, chillaxin the /other day i asked my lady, "you wanna make some babies" she said "what?! you must be kidding me, you know how overpopulated we are you must be faded i said " i didn't mean that shit literally" i'm /really meanin i'm just a fiend for releasin seamen n pleasin women seein they ain't just a piece of meat but the /greatest feast, tastiest, the way that they shake their hips makes me cringe, bite my knuckles, and say these things gittin ravenous and dick she was managin, light that ass on fire(johnny cash voice) kindling cracklin, scantaly clad with lust, handbag a condoms she said "I /like the way you dictate" I said "get my diction out your mouth, i can't be havin random women spittin what i'm about no men or women biting my diction that could cause a bita friction that i ain't willin to live with dont rub me the wrong way i aint got all, she egged me on whatchu tryna say, I aint ballzay?! so i hadda do it, i showed her hadda do it whipped my dick out in public and damaged her like a pack a cougers n ooo, she was devastateded try to play it off like i wasn't the best she mated with so i /laughed and told her to back that ass up and i showed her what it is to have staaaamina Chorus1x outro - "uhhhh" "uhh" uh" "uhhhh" "uhhh" "ohhh"

Chorus: Ambivalence is killing me deciding my whole life plan Am I gonna be stuck in a greenhouse with the life of a plant? The effect is I’m trapped energy if I don’t hone it but I Wanna kick it with homies, say fuck it to gon’ big Verse 1 (evv’n’flo): Hold it, wait, is it really a trade off do I Gotta stay in college just to hope I get payed lots? What I needs a plot or a plan is what they tell me But so/ciety is likely to cause a man’s unhealthy Habits, its rabid and savage on the average Minumum wage is like getting paid in chicken feed But in A/merica nothing’s wrong with tryna live the dream Are you kidding me? No one’s getting cream this shit rules us You coulda fooled us but the huge bucks is in a small fraction held by none a the people seein all the Action, sorry to vent but I’m feelin a little bit lost in the gamble This shit is contradictory rooted in the preamble Chorus 2x Verse 2 (evv’n’flo): What are my choices? Am I rushin to go to college? Fuckin with loans and all this, only to work an average Job, while my degree is likely to be completely worthless All while I was thinking it might have reason, serve a purpose Ok, I’m a pessimist without any reference if I get a diploma for a career with lower demand How am I supposed to work my way to a good position If /I got no experience except as a lowely musician Think about those people who act as if we don’t need musical education Because some people be thinking that this recreation ain’t Important, cuz we only need math and science could the /world really be as smart if our mindset couldn’t be Freed by artists, damn these fees and hardships Degrees a bargain in a cuisinart mixture Light fixtures are dim or broken I’m in contem/plation, sit here smoking, Livin like an ill emcee as Chrous Verse 3(evv’n’flo): Ain’t nobody knowin the poem that’s ambiguous but Wait hold it, life’s future’s unkown to those who live Even though this music’s all I wanna be doin it’s Gotta be secondary, the economy’s scary And /flimsy as a loose leaf, all these humans do seem Picky and so choosy like we all live in a movie I’m in the crowd too tryna get my sound through I /wanna make my music then a difference that amounts to Significance, ambivilance is killin me

Verse 1(evv'n'flo): You don’t /know what you got till its gone check out the plot that I’m on Till I /perish probably always be coppin zones Till I’m focused In the zone take existence in minutes I /cherish don’t quit it till I finish my bidness The //business is never done till everyone is givin wisdom The /gift to be givin is difficult in this prison system The/ mind is locked in to finding profit So/cialized often to buyin a lot a shit Con/sume and use and turn it into garbage Re/gardless I’m tryin to look at every possesion As /havin an essense that could have many lessons For /honest expression I welcome in any suggestions Chorus The /body temporary but the soul go infinite Its /gotta be scary if you don’t know why you livin it I’m only one person but that’s my opinion Many men have thought like my but nowadays its different verse 1 cont.(evv'n'flo): Time is short obsession turnin people really greedy Guys with the most Is lookin like they’re feelin needy Its /all about material things no I’m just kidding kid /Its what you want its all in the way of measurement Verse 2(mv): Can you fit in your coffin Evan-tually? We are all sized up 2 be some casualties of war. Company go fourth- you inchin it! What does it matter when it happens now or when you slit your wrists? From Posttraumatic stress disorder, automatic weapon orders AK /47 pointed at election ballot sorters Similar lechery can be found throughout the centuries: Cobblestone treachery; Assassin grass trajectory Walkin' calmly in 2 lobbies shottie under the trenchcoat Temperature escal8s as the elev8or's doors close Deceleration impatiently w8ing for full a10dance A10tion! I’m ‘bout to become infamous. Chorus Verse 2 cont.(mv): Is what you're paid 2 do what you wanted 2 spend 8 hours a day doin? That’s a third of your life, half the time you’re awake Statistically secretary’s a whore with no 4nication Correlation 2 RAPE: Corporation slave with a paid vacation

Verse 1(evv'n'flo): / Save the day I like to feel like im in the moment / at times I’ve chased away real I was livin hopeless / But now I simply focus, passion is what gives me motive Barriers are here and there, just to let you kick em open / We all got different notions, but cant we agree It’s a /balancing beam, real is when you hear the crowd n they scream / it isn’t from one of tha movies or somethin out of a Dream Genuine is when you find you’re scrounging around for /means Houndin for an ounce a cream or really just how you believe whats true whats free how to Bountifu/lly Succeed, you gotta be down faya team Cuz if they there faya, they show you how to breath / Undoubtedly we searchin to configure and Calla/brate what the facts is it aint about Sala/ries its relaxin, out in the scene that's /real is like the hook and how it sounds when she sings Chorus: "ooooh, ain't nothin like the real thang baby" This is as real as it gets like how you feel when you sweat like how you feel when you sweat "ain't nothin like the real thang baby" Verse 2(Tope) Chorus: This is as real as it gets like when you feelin distressed "ain't nothin like the real thang baby" This is as real as it gets like how you feel when you sweat like how you feel when you sweat "ain't nothin like the real thang baby" Verse 3(evv'n'flo): Real’s what you make it, its the freedom of breakin loose It /aint bein famous or claimin that you be makin moves It aint unattainable don’t wanna hear that you prolly could Achieve, that aint worth all the falsehood in Hollywood Believe me, Real is like a Saturday (troubles outta the way laughin n playn actin ok , Forgetting the brevity n everything that could never Be, steadily getting ready for the better things , But never fakin, aimlessly waitin for a day when , You get payment, for bein lazy or impatient , taking for granted whatchu handed, is outlandish , with no standads the threshold is about vanished , So /I seek authenticity to git me free of anything gimmicky simpely because a life of Mise/ry n pitiful bigotry, would be diminishing my blissful symphony thus hindering epiphany

Intro verse (evv'n'flo, mv): Good evening ladies and gentlemen I’m tonight’s comedian Some of the ladies I’m seein seem to be the seediest I’ve /seen in a bit or their men are just way too lenient Some of /you are too gentle to ever second guess a lady friend Speaking of friends I had one tell me how he reached his dating end He /got home from a meeting to see his wife an some guy eating in…. 1/ His bedroom, “that’s messed dude you don’t know what it feels like In/ real life to have a people creep in to steal your wife” / I don’t mean to be Rude Sorry she left you I believe it was the best move I can smell the cheap booze on your breath ooh! And im not even next to you Fuck you come down here I’ll rip your head loose I didn’t /fight in nam for this shit right on the frontline Ok sunshine I know it sounds unkind but Some /laugh n some cry its better to be the latter n up high I’ve been to hell n back looked in the devils eyes What works for me is whiskey So shush guy I hope when they arrive to arrest you they have a your cuff size Were all the butt of lifes joke sometimes alright? But you happen to be the punch line tonight cuz life's a joke.... Yeeeeeah cuz life's a joke and the humans i laugh at the /gods are crazy inventing booties and ass cracks Verse2 (evv'n'flo): I /choose to be happy in fact others are backstabbin While /usually actin all angry is just a bad habit /Problems that’re little git widdled into sharp tips Its /pitiful getting stuck in the middle of arguments All of its nonsense, arguing w no clarity It /doesn’t resolve shit, that’s part of the parody Some folks got 1st world issues n moodiness Choosen to let everthing git to you is humerous (cuz) Chorus: cuz Lifes a joke :)hahahaha:) :) :) :) verse3 (mv): It was all a /joke! like The Comedian Extortion overseas ceos flee to tahiti an' it's obscene how little we pay teachers, how much we pay athletes competing and the owners' truly reeling in It's all fun and games until someone gets hurt when the bums are bummin' change some are bummed when they miss dessert This'll work, vaccinate you from them viruses end up with blind irises; Why so serious? I'm just clownin around; what's the matter dude? "I'm just not in the laughin' mood." Oh, pad the room! Too bad for you, I don’t like your attitude these Mad Hatter 'shrooms will help you reach your faster doom Behind music, laughter is the best medicine Lead us not into temptation out of a recession Don't laugh at my expenses, situation's horrendous Work for 50 fucking years and then lose your pension did i mention? Stressin don't help ease the tension- hella evident like Evan's flo is heaven sent, convicted with no evidence. I guess the moral of the story is, you feel like life's a joke go see Oracle and Morpheus. Chorus2x: cuz Lifes a joke :)hahahaha:) :) :) :) verse 4 (evv'n'flo): Everybody rejoice these chicks be moist and dancing / Only mug each other with b-boy stances Cuz/ if you aint had your life taken in a bad fire Might as well have a try at makin it satire If you /ain’t broke on the side of the road w a flat tire For/get the stupid nuisances at least attempt to act wiser If you coppin crack viles on a regular basis life isn’t ruined but you could say that it’s wasted Its /all in how you look at it, the way that you take it Even /those that have made it famous complain n complain n bitch Dang it’s the same old shit, a game of whose angriest Played with all hatefulness, n aint it a shame to win cuz /If you aint ready to joke you better go home cuz everyone knows that Nobody likes an ignorant fool cold like an Eskimo (so) Eventually you’ll regret that your old n never been told to let it all go Then you begin to remember this flow seconds before the end of your rope evv’n’flo…….mentum mo………life’s a joke

verse1 evv'n'flo: I / drank too much akohal waded Out /deep I think im drowning I cant even pronounce it/at all / Im slurring my words cursing the earf I /sank , deep into the ocean when evv’n ‘ flowin Ab/stained till I got a tastin Wasted started frank the tankin Ridiculous “its so good once it hits your lips” streek through the quads Smoking my chronic wit syonic and ra Government wanna prohibit herb like they did the sauce I don’t givem no props Cops comin try to snatch my crops they do what they told told and they asked they boss Half of us we lose in the system these heifers not choosin direction I hate cows more than coppas but the slow pokes don’t know and wanna lock us / Keep up with the times / did get the memo ask our last three cheifin commanders we assigned its presidential / 1 we drink shit and smoke this nation’s is hypocrit Tical, we got a different style, and it’s a joke chorus don’t /wanna be prosecuted or persecuted slurpin my booze / Fur certain Me You and her and her friend verse2 Psionic: Too many tequilas and lime got me optimus like prime it was only 5 after 9 when I flat-lined. So let’s get black out like Method and Red I be stepping on heads duckin,’ headed to bed Too much stout til 6 in the morning Bangin a chick, wild til she dead like mourning Wearing a veil of alcohol, my pockets small On four-zero o-z’s, If I keep on sippin OE I'm pushin' up posies I’m sinning and I’m spinning and I just can’t STOP it’s swimming wit women takin off they TOPS I’m sippin and tippin til I hear a KNOCK Flipping on the lights, oh shit, it’s the COPS! Out the window, I’m in and out like a dildo Hell no, sirens create the crescendo I shouldn’t have puffed that last endo Plus I’m stoned like I got caught scopin Medusa My thoughts rot croakin my medulla No officer, I’m not a menace to society probably a menace to sobriety So pardon me. chorus Verse3 (mv): A week of tough thinkin’, waitin’ for the weekend: nauseous A night of binge drinkin’ barely eatin’ and I got sick One sticky feature of our liver that I bone pick, Stomach feels like we played keep away and it got drop kicked Quickly pick the liquor with the licorice aftertaste! Jaeger! Was that before the store where the cashier says, “Hey sir.”? Really can’t place her as I fall, try to stall my false pace Glossin’ over my complexion for inspection like taste. Disgrace, I grab a case wasted, forget my time and/ place, I love to wake up with new abrasions. Gotta get the 40! ‘Cause I’m poor boy like I’m Haitian, Or Jamaican, chasin’ Myers with Red Stripe “Slappin’ the bass mon!” Shit faced and cross-faded Tryin’ to forget cause my life is so jaded Relievin’ responsibility while I relieve myself All over my bed, and all over my cell. chorus outro chorus: / we not anonymous we always got a fif / all we wanted was a chance to party cuz

verse1 evv'n'flo: I got a /family to feed and the Russian government doin nothing for the famine and greed damned if I leave Damned to stay either way hope they don’t take my family away all the local thugs Act like a government spokesman does both of em feed like cannibals eat You gottta pick your battles and Im planning retreat when I realize the man got his hand on my sleeve Yellin in my ear why aren’t you answering me so I reach into my pocket to retrieve my wallet Stalin… to stalin /given away my dollars fastest livin in a state that’s lawless, or better yet fascist Policemen same as all the rest we pay the department or independent market w cabbage / 1 they cant promise that noones gonnna harm us, aint never any calmness found in the motherland /1 so now I gotta cover ground, my many relatives live here on the other hand / I think im gonna stay where my cousin lives im tired of the sufferin /1 my money stretch thin like a rubber band, but someday ima get the upper hand / So im off on a journey constantly yearning, but I gotta go on / I saw how they doin those evils to the jewish people during the pogroms / With nothing but clothes we run up the road n we snuck on a boat / It looked about a hundred years old, with crumbling bolts I wonder will it hold / but im hungry n bold I when I arrive hope that I love it like home / but all I can think about is getting some food cuz my stomach grumblin ohhhh / I come to see that I’m actually im unhappy to find america is the same thing Extortion isn’t any different payment to the kang pin they tell me chorus(mv): if you want to stay safe then you'll fill ours with a bit a pay, kids go play you don't wanna let em get up in the way, way too late to make excuses you made me wait, all day tomorrow gonna do the same thang verse2 mv: Get a taste for fuckin asses in a drunken haze (Glutenous) /stuck in the tubs in the baths/ duckin assassins/ where my glasses to /raise to see the cases of moonshine under the gaze of the law enforcement agencies They're so easily coerced, cooperative with a little endorsement: its extortion Pray? I'm the only god you got in these states/ stuck the monks in their case: The trunk of my carriage/ shmucks nefarious /trade the guts to the triple k, klu klux arians At the marriage of my daughter decorated with the merit of a 24-caret icing cake I was asked to inherit the sheriffs 45, Tommy fires at terrifying rates I've made my way through real estate now I'm lookin into outer space Hired hands to do the dirty work once I got them out their chains American gangster and I get no thanks/ no scars on my face our lucks bout to /change Homie Capone is home alone this is our chance to raid /“Nice place” chorus(mv) 2bars mv: lookin to take advantage imminently of some innocently insolent immigrant status quo-tients done by my accountants countin cash feelin omnipotent\ 2bars evv'n'flo: Extortions a problem but now im importing my vodka, cuz im interested in Businesses it’ll have to be lucrative makin bigger plans of gittin rich 2bars mv: I wanna get out of the game but still reap the profits g-men prohibiting my operations with elliot ness may take my business elsewhere I may be selling it 2bars evv'n'flo: Each week I go to the speak easy to sell my mixture in bins People are seedy I think they wanna rob me for my dividends but this time I aint littin them mv: I have a /business proposal I’d like to discuss evv: I look into his eyes and I size em up mv: No need to be rough wanna make five bucks evv: step into my house you can take a chug mv: So /you’re the new guy with the potent potion evv: you can buy stock but you wont control it mv: This is /how its gonna happen you will be persuaded evv: I take him to the basement to make him wasted mv: You’ll do just fine as my…… evv: “that’s not what I got in mind I’ve /taken shit for a long time now I got a better live startin an enterprise mv: I own this city I know all the guys evv: I know you paid the price high mv: This is my empire evv: and /now it is mine I tell them chorus(evv'n'flo)

verse1 Psionic: It’s been a long time comin and I’ve finally quit runnin My adrenaline pumpin and my syllables rushin I’m gunnin to be stunning I’m (a)lone wolf huntin’ I was lovin a woman something more than stunning. I’ma dead man bluffin if I said I loved her more than the druggin huggin, clutchin rough when I was bugging started coughin, self snuffin I was off the cuff then almost bought a coffin when she said, it’s time to talk a discussion Why I started dippin dodging my habit’s repercussions My heart started bumpin to reaper percussion We started cussin, she blushing, her love for me crushing Then I finally admitted I had been frontin IIIIII GOTTA SUBSTANCE ABUSE PROBLEM In the saddle again, but fallen off the wagon She needs someone somber sober to be her husband And I’d eradicate myself to nothing to prove to her.... Chorus: "it's going to be a loooong, time coooomin." long time comin up in the runnin long time comin up in the runnin "it's going to be a loooong, time coooomin." long time comin up in the runnin long time comin up in the runnin verse2 evv'n'flo: I’m /only 23 but I feel like I’m on my hundredth Somethin somethin its been a long time Comin I forget what I’m sayin but go n run it sunny Go for the love n money before you become ugly / things are much clearer as I come nearer / one year wiser and I love it here / me n potland on a new mission / get the scene growin to fruition / I want a career n a juga beer / a micro brew n a cheers to another year / think about the things we gonna do in this one / kick it with the friends n never lose the vision / one thing that was meant to be in the 21st century is something that I always thought n believed I see n that’s legal weed But its going to be a Chorus Verse 3 evv'n'flo: I’m /only 24 but I’m torn like my body steady crumblin Nothing but trouble but ima get up tryn run again injury stopped me from playin guitar Compensatin with beats im makin now they hit hard / nothing gonna keep me back hold me down / hungry for the beats n wraps older now / waitin for the day I’m gonna be a factor / cuz it ain’t the pay that I am really after / once I get on top the way I’m goin out / is to redistribute all the wealth so allow / me an insider trade so I can steal money / andgive it back to the people that are real hungry / nothing is set n stoney so I’m gonna get a testimony have the Admini/strators confess they phoney n wrong (corruptin?) Over/throw the republic but its

chorus 2x: don’t trust a rapper they are sketchy don’t even believe em it might get messy don’t buy stock or any investing They spend every penny just to get their necks(next) bling verse1 evv'n'flo: / when I wrote this rhyme I was sittin on a bus seat and I asked a chick For this /pen she didn’t really trust me but that’s nothing I aint fussin yet / When I went up in the bank to cash my checks and they asked who’s next / And they said you, I feel like they didn’t even have respect / When I talk to the po po go to the grocery sto and the old folks home / everybody and their mother wanna act like im crazy but they don’t know fo sho / If I’m gonna buy a house and I wanna get loan do you feel any sorrow fa me / Aint nobody in their right mind gonna have another rapper getta borrow money Fuck all the platinum and the scrilla folds Every single rapper talks about them wheels of chrome Candy paint and rims that’s that speil they on Cant relate to them then I guess you don’t feel at home Flashy rappers always lookin for the VIP but they don’t seem to have the I for it, but I do my own thing aint listening to that liar bullshit, its backwards and it makes me testy Mamas /tell their children don’t trust rappers cuz they sketchy chorus1x: verse2 Psionic: I’m a Blade Runner on the cutting edge. These other motherfuckers are dunce cap heads. I’m an architect cuz my art is tech when I wreck em. Get yo head out yo rectum: Stop swabbin the poop deck, Not an ounce of respect. The only thing they could bounce is a check. They /amount to a /mound of /little shit like Glenn Beck. Claimin that they layin down the sickest cuts is ridicu / lous. It’s like running with open stitches and scissors in a blizzard, or sayin’ rappers don’t have girlfriends only bitches. / An uphill battle relentless, it’s Sisyphus wit /whack raps that attach like crabs to nutsacks, it’s syphilis. They on everybody's shit list, naming many names like Joseph McCarthy. / but the only way they gonna get a major break is like / Tonya Harding, They /hip hop shit talk out they ass, mouths farting. chorus2x verse3 mv: All they talk about is who's more dapper, got more swagger practically all /braggards who don't break no standards, ungrateful bastards who only want patterns Take your melodies away double-timin' backstabbers Most of them /never see their attacker, half of them turn out to be actors! They know how to turn hash to ashes with matches, got cash for fat asses Some of them are even edumucated with access to batches of acids and gases /Okay, so there may be other factors, but taggers always writing on napkins like they secretly hashin the plans of fascism, you sidin with the reactionaries? Trust me, don't trust 'em, they can sneak through customs scary! Get fucked up just because and cuss for the fuck of it; suck my dictionary Girls with attachments like appalachins, threats with no real actions Can't take 'em to a club they packin', captions read somethin tragic happened Luckily I Duck quick like Prefontaine, humor’s dryer than a lint trap Rappers afraid to get washed up, tryin' to cash in on these gimp acts Invite 'em to your house they'll compare it to their mansion; can’t you tell that we got no passion?!? On the surface, got a modest demeanor but when I'm on the mic I wouldn't trust me neither

verse1 evv'n'flo: Hundreds a suckas is runnin a muck fuckin it up and suckin a nut People are actin destructive and tough frontin like chumps just to be punks No one is payin attention to subtlety Going their way no regret n no humbling / (grumblin) that’s gonna get you all ug-aly / it’ll catch up to be troubling I will be chillin n biding my time Writing my rhymes to brighten my mind ill with the words and I like to recite to be Killin a verse till theres no vital signs and im Always on top and I find I can elevate Properly propped when I break from the cellophane But that’s just me (that’s just me) Untrapped n free Chorus: I was once a bit like you said oh I was once a bit like you But now I am tryin to pay my dues I couldn’t stay untrue (stay untrue) verse2 mv: Tired of bitches who come up with shit Pitchin a fit cause they got a big hit Official top earner, rich in the murmur Got hurt by the burner, intentional murder Crows are just cawing: auction Life where they're hawkin, hawks are all gawking Stolen identity, money's the entity Humanity's enemy, definitely no friend to me Have no affinity for a reality Where im pitied and cowered by politics in the middle of the city Ill hit em with a switch while they're still sucklin' the power tit Just to get Milk, when he was killed, in San Fransisco (hell no) See my siloutte and he'll know that's just me: fight apathy verse3 evv'n'flo: They /come for the money they call it a love that’s/ dumber than dumb n always it was Feeble n lackin the nuggets to bud Nuthin to suck they’ve punctured a lung The /truest are savin the moment not pupp-eting Useless - blatently hording and coveting / that’s gonna make you all ug-aly / it’ll catch up to be troubling I will be writin n lightin my pipe Finding the might to brighten a life Filled with the herb and I climb to a height so i Chill with the birds where the sight is alright and im Feelin the best when im hittin the joint gonna Deal with the stress I’m not missin the point that’s just me ………..Pass the weed I was once a bit like you oh I was once a bit like you But now/ I am just tryin to pay my dues I couldn’t stay untrue (to pay my dues) verse4 mv: What are we facin? Writing so basic its all presentation and bad entertainment Fake as a facelift, look for replacements Down at the station there's been accusations The alleged is the same as the patient See him through the glass that's stained and tainted Learnin to skate: fall off on the pavement Scrapin' my knees then change to freebasin' Spendin the savings, escape and get faded look at the ceilin play in sheats when its rainin' Nothin'll beat the feelin of heat on summer nights when lights are all fadin' It's supreme. Even words lose their steam maybe that's just me..? no it has to be, no it has to be. chorus

verse1 Z Free: chorus: In it for the Chase Hunt or pray Running game like a Re/lay every day In it for the Chase Hunt or prey Running game like a Re/lay every day Git a little taste an im Damn thirsty Pickin up the pace git my Hands dirty In it for the Chase Hunt or pray Running game like a Re/lay every day verse2 Psionic: I’m on a hunt / for a wild woman. My game untamed, I’m macking even though I shouldn’t. I just can’t help it. This girl is battin’ for the majors. Outta my league but I’m kinda intrigued So fuck if I’m a bout to leave without getting her arms up outta those sleeves. I’m a lion eyein’ / spyin’ / huntin heavy in the Serengeti Hot and sweaty, searching for sex legendary. See, I gotta a plan. And it’s to not be battling the Taliban in Afghanistan. It’s to be pouncing on dem women, get em swimming when I’m heating up their kitchens, and they booties bouncing. DAMN. This gal gotta muthafucking simple dimpled smile Making me wanna do it doggystyle in her domicile all the while / I plotting more lecherous adultery eatin any meat wit my treacherous cutlery. Wit a itty bitty skullduggery, just call me Jimmy McNulty Cuz I’ma lecherous dog, a lecherous dog fetching for that poontang, only thinking wit my dick n balls. Listen to this truth: It’s always most moistest when we reachin coitus Making nasty noises, I guess my point is not most poignant (uhhhh…) I don’t hunt and gather. It’s humps I’m after. My lust don’t rust when the blood rush, I’m a horn dog cuz I like it RUFF. No since in praying for pussy, just hunt. Chorus verse3 evv'n'flo: In a minute gonna race so/ run away No/body gonna change the pace Wait for ya Saving / Grace when we get /face to Face better face the music or change your rubric Itty bitty wiggle in your walk a simple little shit talk / didn’t bring your wrist watch Little tiny mistakes could have ya git shot Jist lost track of time n now you ticked off Didn’t really wanna scene didn’t wanna get crossed /shootin really freaky now its lookin like a hitch cock Flick so get lost quick Jist stop in to pick coffins Or/ get a gun better run cuz im comin in And im comin on the count a one one Civilians looking like an easy target Turnin the town into a meat market Kill or be killed you think you really chill but Youre really frickin lazy not bringin in the bacon lemme show you how really chill really fill Deva/stated when I take em an I place em in the basement Better run and hide / on limited time Percent (age?) of lives already declined Im /Steady goin up cuz I neva bet on luck Cant leave it to chance to free up your hands Get on your knees and pray/ awfully dismayed/ probably git slayed/ causing me to race on/ lost your keys to make it home/ caught you with ease it didn’t take me long

solo evv'n'flo verse1: /Im diving in the engines idling until the light is Green I might find another night of steam if I take my Vitamin I keep heaving cuz im Tryna breath Haaa but these demons are driving me so violently so ima Climb to freedom cuz the heathens in the syndicate are havin Me Find a reason to treat everday like my last time for Dreamin, I pass by the widening into the side Street my path is icey but I sliding on my nikes I keep seeing all the grimey crimeys And I /know that it really could easily cease with just a knifing / and each season you mean to offer politely It only turns out the kind wont be treated so rightly You could blame the left or you could blame the right wing But the truth is, the imbalance makes the flight seem Highly unlikely while the high heats arising Its /hard to be brave when life’s fleeting n dicey chorus: / I use the pain to help remind me Of /what my fight means it puts my mind at ease / that’s the fuel that lets my fire breath I.e. I /play the game of life with death right beside me verse2(short verse): Guess I’d rather go out with a bang than be shiesty But at /times like these I find I might be stymied Im /glad I’ve found the sole escape from the tiringSo I can / increase the pulses rate n proceed to get lively Otherwise we just suriving livin quietly Which is /ok but I’d rather go bold for change n ripening Its always better when its unique n exciting But its /hard to ride the tidal with bruce lee timing verse3: / I stand still to find the minds cloudy I might be /doubting when I really need to be defined outwardly / Your legs freeze up when they need to ease up I’m feelin The imbalance but I seek the freedom so I Raise up say whats the benefit if I don’t die tryin Not %50 but %100 now I’m high climbing /High scrapin n sky risin I wont Lie silent so now it seems I have to apply violence / Last resort some problems you cant ignore so Pass the torch n I’m off in the passion of sport / I start strong and finish strong lets git it on / your true essence is shed when you get pinned to the wall / Necessity lets me see whats my enemy Which at best is me cuz everything I know has entered through me / Exiting when I check my feet n I make a move Breaking through never aim to lose my patients is tiring chorus outro: At times I question life but I Know I got to get this right or I might get left behind but I’m Always on the grind enter with my mind centered