They breaking up the weed shit /
Cody josh and 3 lit /
Here to jog your memory and work it out like wii fit /
Jesus, I apologize, I been talkin all kinda lies /
It looks good when I’m washed tho, get through life with bottle eyes /
Had my nose to the bottom line,  Writin like I had all this time /
The pen has taken all my life to increase like my body size /
I guess I never knew what time it was /
Always set to crack a beer and just grind the bud /
Tryna get dismantled, sadly tho I can’t roll /
Put i can pull the tab on this blue 25 oz can tho /
Mr Pop off, twisted when he pop off /
Hit the water from the second story I’m not soft /
Listen to the way that he rhyme and you can tell he top /
Doubt it watch em leave yo ass red like a belly flop /
Always a bit of a loner, never one to get girlfriended /
If he ever put the pen down, hail mary, the world ended /
sad story, unrecognized, he never had glory /
So his tendencies became violent, more than a tad gorey /
Angry, spiteful, fits into those categories /
And still barely thinks of himself, like he never had a story /
He’s just the worst person /
So bad at expressing he gotta talk about himself in the third person /
Obsession with the number 3 /
Passionate desire just to live comfortably /
He love the rap game /
Each verse he wanna give it his last name /
But he don’t look like it /
He ever tried to act how he feel he make the hood violent /
Ain’t that a silly mess /
But still he knows that he’s his cities best /
His town’s savior,  reppin the 603 /
Oh geez, he thinks everyone should know me /
Thinkin his placement should be the biggest stages /
He knows it, instead of thinks; he’s the greatest /
You’re actually the greatest, that’s what no-one telling him /
But he sees those very words etched into his skeleton /
And he refuses to let it go /
See’s an uncaring mass and feels he has to let em know /
Shit guys, you gotta hear this rhyme, like 3 people care and it tears him up inside /
Damaging his pride, but he releases a sick smile /
Doesn’t matter if you like me, this world actually is mine /
And those words echo faithfully /
Passers-by actually think it’s make believe /
Like his imaginations dipped in some Mabeline /
So he turns to the bottle, drunk enough to make a scene /
But too drunk to care, so he sip his liquor he gon do nothing there /
His anger is sedated, surrounds himself with rap enthusiasts so his pain can be related /
Deals with it day to day so he can take it /
dream in of the day he finally makes it /
Dreamin of the day no-one laughs when he says he raps /
Of the day everyone else in the room says he’s nasty /
He just silently puts the gloves on /
Is it strange I consider this a love song? /
Is it odd that I don’t really wanna stop and that I could keep talkin till the hands come off the clock? /
Do this like a job, do my numbers when I clock in /
Givin the ability to walk back to Mr Hawkins /
Real spit that I’m hawkin’, real shit that I’m talkin /
Feel this path of fearlessness that I’m joggin /
Filthy will we ever be acknowledged /
Will our names ever join typical jargon /
Will my music ever fill out this apartment? /
Will I ever get my come uppence for the hardships /
Will the demons diggin all under ever make it here up to me /


Excuse Me

Floatin face up in the middle of the water /
Pour another cup,  that’s what I think I oughta /
I think of all the people I see on a daily basis /
A miasma of faces /
Nothing gets erased, this brain is pacin /
Speaking to my heart in a brand new language /
There exists no translation, damn face it /
It only makes sense when the words rhyme /
Then it’s clear, like I heard you the first time /
But when it clears, it don’t hurt like the worst time /
It feels brand new, different from the curse you watched brand you /
Damn dude, you’re a new person, a new vision with new worth and /
Some new work and a new location, as if you livin in Newark /
Can you handle this? Kinda question is that? You gon dismantle it /
And you gon leave this planet kid, sky walkin like annikin /
Seated under the waterfall tryin to find the man within /
Terrified that you might find a mannequin /
And that same fear keeps you from searchin, damn it kid /

Just once. Just once, just once /
Don’t let that fear inside o you stop you, just once /
And don’t stop at just once, again anad again all night till the sun comes /

And here we are again dude /
Holy ink, god with the pen, too /
Making use out’ve everything we’ve been through /
Heart like a jackhammer, tongue like a ginsu /
Mind like an engine, emotions calm and collected /
Lungs full of the 603 that I’m representing /
Stomach full of nothing, the hunger is how I get it /
Liver full of liquor, I know it’s kind of upsetting /
Sans that, I wish the timeline would reset /
Fuck lookin at heights that I haven’t reached yet /
I’mma get to the top without moving feet, yeah /
By raising my own platform, yall can keep steppin /
Don’t reset nothin, my progress is too gold /
I will never be too old, guaranteed to be two fold /
Last track, excuse me, now it’s no excuses /
All thoughts godlike, here is my holy two cents /


Just once, just once just once /
Throw that fist skyward just once /
Listen to my word just once /
Breathe, breathe just one time and it’s so fresh /
To infinity, no death /
Here’s the situation, you can sit with no rep /
More flame than a lit menorah /
Comin straight to you like it hit ya doorstep /
So just one time say I know that I’m fine /
Just one time say it ain’t lost I can find it /
One time say that you don’t wanna rewind /
Unless its this song, bump it one more time /

Just once, just once just once /
You can do it homie, way more than just once /
Don’t stop at just once, again and again all night until the sun comes /

3D the VILE