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When time permits the visions given from within infinite minutes
A rhyme that everyone seems to visit 
Listen to the outer limits is it divine
Single wish perhaps that you'll get it
Gods reside in our minds

I mine the canvas 
Then dance with my phantoms
Their eyes like matches
Set fire to my panic
Stare deeply at my damaged hand that's fixing other people's land to stand

It's the 
Rain that's hard to paint while it's hitting the lake 
The
Pain that's always hard to take
But think
What do we have at stake if we fail to keep it in shape 
Love

We stuff it down 
Thus this sound
Another round
But we found a place to float away to

Where gray skies are no way true 
But play tunes and be amazes
The only rapper hitting it with a groove 
Flipping the mystic use 
Definitive yet still limitless with my intrinsic crew

Where Tha Godz Reside (PROD. RXN)

Samurai track smith
Blast this come with me to craft this
Lyrical blade cutting you out a piece of my mind
Breathing in ashes exhaling phoenix flames in my time not even at my prime
Vast this creativity
Step into the vicinity
The minutes of infinity drowned out by the bottle of hennessey
My capacity verbally be whipping your ass eternally 
No better version of me 
Have your mind locked inside these bars permanantly and murderously
Like a rapist hanging from sheets 
Beaten to death in his sleep in a cell
Im elite you could tell 
Youngins acting like the game's a wishing well
I wish em well and toss a token of my most wild behavior then send em to hell
While i ascend to heaven
Grab a pearl from the gate use it for my lovely wife's wedding
Who I'm finna marry? You guessed it
The presence of my rhymes' essence

[CHORUS]
A pyramid releasing imminent discipline
Upon the belittling citizens 
Im facing the pinnacle of insolence they bout to be sizzling from my syllable stimulants
You motherfuckers singing's got me giggling
Spit my magnificent poetic images 



Uh, the last verse was ill like heroin
Im keeping this one real like medicine
That helps me stare within
The lyric sheets always peering in
Shedding light on all of my demons I see 'em and grin
Step forth holding the sword that is forged by my experience
Of course every negative situation sharpens it, period.
I stepped into a gas chamber
Inhaling fumes that seduce and masks my anger
The comforting feeling and how I cant replace her
My music is the chamber your the person and im the poison creator
You stuck, say your prayers cause when im through
You'll need God to save your career and crew
I'm fearless, you got an army? 
One man platoon to make you seem like you're hardly

The Blade Of Experience (Prod. JIM)

Glistening Apparition

I lost my phone! But it's alright cause I'm in the zone
Different song written the next day with a confident tone
Coughing up smoke
I'll give your Momma my bone
After she brings me to ya home
A bomb edible for my abominable flow
Given from my man Jett
The man got me higher than Obi-Wan chasing after Jango Fett
Floating like a monk in Tibet to check and protect my technical
I'm a vet to sets
So you better prep your sights towards medical
You digestible in front of a cannibal
Kill and cook you like an animal
I'm an incredible spectacle
Effecting the biggest pedestal
Fuck I'm feeling impeccable 
The chemicals in my spit have never before been detectible
These emcees lines are all but credible and bearable
This game nowadays is stiff so I stay flexible
I'm a ruler but I'm immeasurable
A multidimensional tentacle ready to slap you fools your so terrible
But these weak lines are preventable if you flow from heart and mind
Apart from time my life is just a rhyme
A spirit whispered for the wine
Angels are drunk and reality is so fucking divine
I'm, trying to merge my lines with my light

PROLIFIC (Prod.RXN)

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LYRICS;
Heres to another slippage in middle men
Slap you with a bar, thats the true life sentencing
My raging passion flaming just like the Olympic torch
Light my path while you try to handle life I grip its course
Arson on the beat, fortunately
Afford to forcibly order the tree
Adoring a contortionist before she can see
I feel it forming in me
Performing it, Please
Deforming the peace, to feast
Cease to inform the police about my graces
You'll find me laying where the microphones are banging
Its best you vacate to another nation where my mind isnt spraying
The bass you could taste it
Aces get erased when they facing this patience 
Been placing sensations since asians were masons
Anxious, we take this deflation to pages
I'll weigh this like sages replacing their ages in attempts to save me
My main squeeze is my brain's crease plain dream let the pain cease when I'm aching
But I face it
HAH! one day you'll need a facelift 
God comes to me in my dreams and the dude is faceless
A trinity? my pyramid has four faces
With friends, tripping face is... Facing the better face with some friendly faces
You really wanna face me?
Its best you count your graces and check your image
I'm moving heady missions with a deadly vision
Hope that you listen this world is not a pot for you to fucking piss in
Gifting you with the wisdom boo
There isnt no table for two just fables that we cradle, try to prove them to be true

The wind that blows is the mechanism that takes me home
Make it slow so I can feel the waves that flow
I look at the sea as my mental steps upon this paper road 
I only need my rhymes and even the savior knows x2


Why is rap so hard to release?
Stand together middle fingers to the parker police
Let's fuck em proudly
Fuck it, fuck the entire Douglas County 
Punching bounties into my craft
The only people that wonder why we clash
Is the high class rich snobby ass
You think I wanna be you? I think I'll pass.
Only Angels can match my height 
When I'm on I-25 and I see flashing lights
Overwhelming urges to let my passion fight
Flap out of sight 
My wings can't be seen by somebody without an open mind
Speak the tongue and dodge bullet
Pop the fullest of the hottest chorus I form this 
What group is of more importance 
Adoring orange sunsets
Flooring much stress right into the ground
That's how we pound
Proud astounding sound found out, that this is it 
Were unique and we bring in a different skit
Prepare for this

The wind that blows is the mechanism that takes me home
Make it slow so I can feel the waves that flow
I look at the sea as my mental steps upon this paper road 
I only need my rhymes and even the savior knows x2


All I have is love and now you wanna take it away?
I been writing pages for days
So who's attention to pay 
Bend your tension today 
Pen or a pencil to pave
Speak with a melody 
I guess I'm catching the waves

A Flavor Taster (PROD. AK420)

Yo we here for hoods
And yo were cooking budz
Light it on fire inside your desire get higher to put your soul in it
Showing lit ways to be holding it down
Flowing this sound
Knowing that i'm quite profound
Yeah
You disappear
Im crystal clear
The pimp is here
No bitches can interfere
Cheery emcee with DMT to defeat my inner fear 
Yeah
I pierce space and cause a void that you can not avoid
Light cant escape the pull but for me its just a tug that annoys
Celestial tug of war
Still stuck in this corridor of time 
The horrid doors to minds
My mind so divine
My mind designs rhymes that helps the planets align
The creators of the pyramids can not define what happens when Im feeling my prime
And boy I'm feeling fine

No matter how you shake me
You will never shape me
Even in death you wont erase me
And there is no other rhyme that can replace these

Ayo, 1 2 get up
Im fed up with life 
So every time I wake up I take up the knife
Stabbing the pages
Ink represents guys practicing gracious places to place these sensations
Paper chases paper 
But smoke replaces vapor
Im the type to take words 
The fucking paper taser
Throw your savior into quasars 
I take art in the face of blank hearts
The pay starts while the pace darts
A scheme to stay hard the grey skies makes the brain storm to replace stars
Say that the greats' part from the scene
Play and then change arts with the fiends
Then thats the turn of the century
So please
Listen to me

No matter how you shake me
You will never shape me
Even in death you wont erase me
And there is no other rhyme that can replace these

Stuck in regret
Kryptonite struck Mr. Kent
I want a buck I can spend
But I'm fucked on the rent
I'm done with pretend
End my suffering
Wanna have some privacy 
I'd love to feel love again
I love perching up top
Serving a knock
Fuck working a job
Hurting my crop
Cause CREAM murders the jog
9-5 murking those flaws
Not selling my hours to power
Devour these cowards then take a meteor shower
Transmit my soul and pick up on radio towers
amazing ole' flowers
Praise the soul louder
To feel the frequency bloom
Think about whats inside the rappers that we consume
Nothing! They're with the rest of the trash in the great pacific garbage patch
No artist hatched after the 90s 
The hardest batch, no label to sign me
My heart attack defines me
I'm just so fine when I rhyme . Tu see it as prime
Reaping the lines I guess i'm leaping the times, greeting the elites in my mind

Aligned Signs In The Sky

Fuck Uncle Sam (feat. Pat, the Mask) (Prod. Noise systeM)

Bring on the Night (FEAT. M1nD$eT)

Yo my soul’s eager to fold leaders
The Po’s read us while were sitting in the four seater
The soul feeder the folks need us in the Bose speakers

As heat seekers become reapers defeating the purpose
I’m looking at this rap thinking we can refurbish
I’m working on becoming what humans believe to be perfect so what is the verdict
I’ve worded the surge in my head down to the surface in this immersive version emerging from my mental curses I’ll bring you the tempo verses
Word Bitch
I’m kicking the first hit
I fit with the lurk kids
But this shit is worse when earth’s surface is infested with serpents 
We need an angelic detergent or God’s service 
Hazy, Get me lazy
Crazy hypnotic optic
You look into my eyes and see the future for a ill prophet
He sees the youth doin a bunch of pill poppin
So what is really real?
Your silly deal? Think you needing a chilly pill? 
Sit still while I'm killing fields of rappers
Get real, couldnt kill me if I staggered
Mad Hatter with rhythm to rupture the bladders of mumble rappers
I'm like the bumble's stabber that pumps disaster in a hundred patterns
Yall fuck wit Saturn?
He fucks with you too.
True, under skies blue with my crew
Feeling the planets line up, starting to gain a clue
A damn piece to put in a grand scheme
You goofs rap whatever
In my diagnosis rap has been under the weather
Cause I'm like BOOM BAP FOREVER
Nowadays I ask where's the lyrical effort?
In these times, Vanilla Ice could even rap better
Pathetic 
I said it
I've let this get to me for far too long
My heart for this art's too strong
It's hard to spawn!
You gripping gimmicks
Bitch i lift the image
Like Lennon winning women in linen re read the sentence
It's more than a gift when I kick it
It's the presence of a sickness

Intoxicated Off Rap (PROD. FAT and OLD RECORDS)

Canyon Of Spirit

Word 2 Spirit (Prod. Procees

TRiiiBE ViiiBE

Underwater

Green Fields

Stopping your incline and gripping a track thats fit for the masses
Sick with the rappin I stay in the mix for the passion
Flipping your fashion
Lifting action lip the mic then pass it
Light, my skin is light like tragic
I stab it get graphic clashing attacking motherfuckers that are slackin
This shit is effortless
Ya got a rhythmical defecit 
Your messages got me thinking you feminine
Ending men, break em down into sediment
The relevant elephant in the tenement gettin presidents' sentiment
Mental instrumental temple 
Tempo that'll tap my fuckin pencil
Delivering end blows that send foes through windows 
My game's classic like Nintendo
Intense echo into forever we let go
These emcees left in the dust, they get ghost

Been thinking about my future 
I shrink into my computer Start letting out this gorgeous gal, wanna see you in a wedding gown 
Probably lost in a breathless crowd
I'm blessed and proud
But that don't mean i don't question how

Look at the light in my eyes x3
I could devise a different type of surprise 
Cause in this i am defiant to tides
Leave rappers piled behind
The style and rhyme could even defile the times
Im wild with lines
My flow should go on trial for crime
Here to stifle the lies
The Aisle of Minds waited for my arrival
Lately burning my rivals
Earning the title of Idle
My mindflow glows like heavenly Bible recitals 
Sound spikes, Im the revival of tidal waves
Titled brave midas touch
I just crush
these other guys aint disciples of much
But for me? It's time for lunch
My lines a punch designed to crunch 
the slightest bunch. Who's lines are dunce? You in disarray
I pictured fate in my future to disobey 
So I gripped a page told fate to hold my hand we're going to a maze
A place where you're clueless on which way to turn
I'll run off while fate's scattered getting lost while I just shape the curve
Yo around it the crowd surrounding all by the thousands they hear the pounding and think 'Astounding!' 
Proud to bow around him
They found the proud shit
Now how's it that housing is such a challenge
His mind is a balanced palace
Took time to design this chalice, Alice. I am the malice sent this galaxy ending you fallacies
Spit with the mad emcees
That are curing a bad disease
Feeling my track release getting me closer to majesty
Tap your feet
Wrap your weed 
Clap for me!


I give the pleasure best
I'm fuckin the beat with a leather vest
The weather met my lungs otherwise known as my treasure chest
I sever heads and leave em at the end of a riverbed
Quicker breaths when I'm hottest
Slick lines get me head from a Goddess.
My towered treble over powers devils my enemies are that of a cowards echo
I'm the Sun warming up Gaia's flower pedals
She blooms and opens up, devours metal.
I'm an artist without the mask
Childish emcees wont do their chores but they love to blast
Take it back to the fuckin past. A time when if there was garbage we'd take out the trash
Throw em off the stage and let em crash
Clash with the crowd you don't wanna fuck with titans
I'm taught by Chronos, I'm great with timing and it's too late for a truse
Yeah your fate is hung by the noose
Stung by the booth rude tongue when I groove
Lyrics ooze from the orifice 
I'm in the mood to just storm these kids
Forming this smooth ordinance
The beat's a Christmas tree, I am the presents, the punches are ornaments
Aint got money but get ready for the metamorphosis, I'll have enough to pay off your fuckin mortgages

Below the Waist (Prod. Neckclippa)

UNRELEASED TRACK FROM YEARS AGO

Speechless, but you holding no regrets
I'm holding breath as I reap this telepathic connect(ion)
Inspect the next kin
Ressurecting an ancient perspective 
My personal disection 
Instincts overcome by intuition
This innervision was held up by no mission 
Put your mind's eye into the music and see where you would otherwise listen 
You missing 
A whole entire painted picture 
With no tainted scripture pain'll trip ya
My lane is vivid ain't it different
A little late to get it guess you better make a greater mission
Don't worry
I'll still shake your vib'ra'tion

Speak properly 
While you tweak the meaning of prophecy
I'm probably on my own philosophical Odysee
Breathe
Get some relief
Please
You feel the thump under your feet
Receive..
Peace

Increased vibratory levels
Release my highest glory treble
Devils might just pour me "let go's"
Several echoes, a tempo later
Poetic genetics holds the tone to save ya
Bars looking like lightning a verbal stroke to the paper
Take away the lines and the words
Find this to burst 
Rhymes in time if right will make record tables turn
Shake the feathered maple and watch the birds
You earn, a new adventure possibly..
Possibility, responsibility, financial stability
But many more abilities like verbal agility
Language type wormhole distilling me
Timeless is still in me 
While rhymes are stealing me away from my darkness 
I'll never part with this artist risk 
I fly the farthest


Speak properly 
While you tweak the meaning of prophecy
I'm probably on my own philosophical Odysee
Breathe
Get some relief
Please
You feel the thump under your feet
Receive..
Peace

Piece of mind shared by the very will of nature
Be so kind, fair, I guess tearing down the walls that gate ya
Isn't fine. But curiously I seem to find what was absent 
Myself, like yo where are you?
Seem to know me but the mirror says that's part true
What do I know he's only a cartoon 
Two dimensional metal method 
The Heart toon extensional expressive shedding
The season for shredding releasing a premium edit to get it I pen it better than enemies apparently
But I'm just writing remedies so you can remember me
Instrumental mentality banging drums of reality
Energetic entity etheric master piece is what I'm aiming to become
Stunning everyone
First you gotta

Speak properly 
While you tweak the meaning of prophecy
I'm probably on my own philosophical Odysee
Breathe
Get some relief
Please
You feel the thump under your feet
Receive..
Peace, it's all you need 
Calling to me
these Walls sing to me 
While my ghost is balancing you
Speechless? Libra in the equilibrium.
These the words of the ghost 
So you better believe in em'

Speak Properly (PROD. MF Doom)UNRELEASED TRACK

NITROGEN Feat. Sage

#FINGERS UP TO THE GOVERNMENT


   I'll make an emcee leave to slit his wrist
Nobody can hop on and spit sicker shit, I'm dirtier than whores selling their vag to get their fix
"That's morbid but whats the mission, Kid?"
Well I hope they microchip my dick
So when I fuck the government they'd end up loving it
Get my pleasure from stuffing it like they fucked us
Y'all chump punks cant punk us
We got some pumps plus the robust style that you love
Ya got guts? Imma use em to hang donald trump up
Leave him in tree waiting on the dump truck
Cease to release ease hes in the crease freezing beats 
Treason, no peace please let me feast
We bring the heat increasing degrees, sit back and watch the beast sieze words
This aint no sleek turf walk our street and get your teeth curbed
This game now has everything but a sweet verse 
Just some mumbling motherfuckers that got a weak curse
Who gotta go? Peep's first 
Want some Xans to go to sleep? "Gee sure"
I had so much love but now I keep the guard up
Not letting anyone pass to break my heart up
I'll tell you the truest shit
Your spirit is strangled by the crucifix
Worship pain and death, well your priest is a lunatic
Look at these boys, doesnt it prove this shit?
Is it a choice or are you a bitch
I'll stab men in politics like the Ripper did to Annie Chapmen while frolicking then im gone again
Polishing the blade until I stop and then write a letter to the president 
"From Hell to your astonishment"
Also like the ripper, catching me wont be an accomplishment
If you think so then you're probably not cognitive
I got an entire country of accomplices and wont regret flaunting this.
Kill me cause that aint stopping shit.
Honestly y’all pussies just talking shit, pull up to my house and make my day
I’ll shave your eyelashes with razor blades
You ain’t this great to play that you see yourself as
No I ain’t great today, but it’s grade A to slay 
Xanax, sex, Ecs, gripping techs, drinking lean think you mean?
Codeine, ya know is for people that cough and choke! You spit on the beat with cum from your throat  
Soak it up bitch and fucking swallow this dick
Don’t be another 3 6 or I’ll hollow your wig
Holler at a pig be like “someone shot this kid” 
Celebrity killed on cam and the camera man gets followers from it
Stunting 
This ain’t your function 
I’ll smash your skull like a pumpkin and eat your brain for luncheon 
Pull in your whore on chains while I’m on the porcelain
That’s a blumpkin 
If you’re stumped then you better jump the gun and start running!
Mister menace minister stirring literature diminishing wicked words to administer the power to flip your verse off 
Eject the rejects that we met cause this sweet text is fucking hard like deep sex 
Don’t neglect or reset and treat guests with respect 
I bleed texts until my recess with no regrets no secrets we reap heads and seek feds to bury
Fuck the government I treat em as necessary

Flip  (Produced. Noise systeM)

Sunshine
Let me give it back to you just one time.
I know sometimes I fall short, but right now I've been thinking of many ways to report 
The fact that I've been okay all the way down to my core
I can act like I'm fine, I can lie, it's easy to be alright, I've been playing pretend my entire life.
So hey, gorgeous.
When I see you, i feel like I'm lost in a forest.
I can say that I adore this
Writing songs for a girl that seems to be flawless.

Who am I kidding, I'm so in love that theres no appropriate term that I can properly call it
I'm lucky to experience that even if I possibly lost it
I've just been tossing, dreaming and....
Just been tossing, dreaming and...
Been tossing, dreaming and...
Been tossing, dreaming and...

Right now I write out my light frown
Been quite down
Trying to merge the right sound with my emotions 
Talk about working them old flows spoken
Speak so fluid I create the current; the whole ocean
Motions are blurring 'cause my soul's frozen.
I'm paused in time cause I feel like we're both hoping to grow open, I think of you and remember why hope's potent.
When it comes to you, it feels like my soul's focused.

Thinking Of You (PROD. Sarcastic Sounds)

So tell me, what's the next part?
Goin in like I got lazers from the death star 
Destroying Godzilla, because I'm reptar my reps hard 
Just another rugrat with them fun raps
Got the funk track kicking 
Come back in it
Get it get it get a skunk sack ripping
Fuck that vision
All bad senses sent this sentence through the census, can you sense it? I'm tense when my defense is rendered breathless.
Essence tossed in the grave, lost in a crevice. Said God wouldnt save, but I'm shocked by my presence.
Upon wicked ways, I've gone in the space, haunted by my lessons 
Wars waging leave my core wasted, mushroom spore, take it
Gotta feel this formation
Like the information in the matrix
That code is ancient and sacred
I take it translate it, put it my pages
Age is nothin but a measurement
And time doesnt exist when I take a pen and start pressin it
Impressive shit, I'm fucking timeless, whats your preference?
Your generals render me as treacherous, I see that as generous
Master the penmanship
While you ask for repentance, kid.
Effortless, I fly featherless
Glide through the skies feeling fucking adventurous
No exorcist is gonna bring me back
Paranormal Positive
Crop circles leave my telepathic side a little talkative
You know that I'm on this shit whenever I'm rocking it
I'm the audiologist for decrepit goddesses
Making em hear perfection, now their sense is flawlessness 
They love it when you use the mic with competence
I'm the motherfucking ambience in your daily life
You think I'm dead, in a few years you may be right.


I rap rampant, a bad bandit, the fast handed last man standing with facts branded to tracks granted
Pants sagging, my slap damage can crack planets
Past slamming I'll dance, damn it, no glam magic.
Stand back its, the wrong kid
Take you out the window like a fucking bong rip
How you think I keep the songs lit
I write them with the pivot of God's wrist 
My plots thick, I have devils in my hand, got a hot fist
Aw shit, melting the mic again
Put me out with a couple of vicadin 
Theres not another that I'm afraid of, not in the slightest bit.
Not even an angel can take a pen and design this shit
My souls lavished in gold fabrics 
I take the best form like laying on the foam mattress 
Never a dull tactic to pack it with passion
These other rappers are so tragic
There's no magic 
Your goal slacking you got your own bros laughing
I choke faggots until their throat starts to grow maggots
That's what I like to call "old fashioned"

Paranormal Positive (PROD. NeckClippa)

Shaolin Shepherd

Just listen to my shit, that will let you know everything.

The Entity Now (T.E.N.)

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