Someone on Shadowville wanted to drop a few names for fun - On some Kendrick inspired type control shit - Including mine, so this is my response.

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Lyrics:

Intro:
Hello Drico,
Thought I wouldn’t respond huh?
We all know why you mentioned my name first hahaha
Bad move motherfucker

HOOK: 
I eat chickenshits like you
Why’s a featherweight think he sees me
Fuck KFC, I fried you all
It was finger licking good to fuck this pussy up
Little bitch is so caught up
Simply cause he knows I had the dopest drop so
He wants a rematch cause he’s insecure
But he never called me out,  cuz he prefers to live

VERSE:
I would never claim to be no, GAY like Drico
A baby MEEZ, a straight SHAKY SHEMALE
So how can be so AROUSED by BEEF without
COMING HARD but  boasting LOUD—hello Gringo, nice HISSY
TIGHT show, but hoe don’t FIT me, that’s both your track and ur SISSY (show/hoe=shoe)
Explain my friend why would you make this diss
 Must enjoy   GANG RAPE didn’t RAISE A FIST
 You fucking little PRICK you sucha sensitive CLIT
 I RUBBED you the wrong way so it makes sense that I SPIT
Ya chance of winning is SLIMMER than ya BITCH getting THIN
Begging  in PM for fake BEEF don’t pretend you DICK
U lost against a HIPPIE?, You fucking TRIPPING B
						U shoot from the HIP, your BLANKS dont do SHIT to me
Your little Britney RAPS don’t HOP,no they STINK
This ain’t a diss I’m taking SHITS on BUCKET LISTS
Letter to family saying why u no longer live
I’ma HARDER DISK than ur BITS, so Im CONTROLLING this GIG
Talkin bout DEPLETING my 36 FANS
Got 90 fans now guess I MURDERED his PLANS
He’s from ATLANTA but he never SEEN the LIGHT
Mother had a LAMP, but he never been that BRIGHT
Bad IDEA that NIGHT, safe to say you fucking STUPID
Now he commits INCEST, he RELATES to my music
We all know from eating  TACO, we get a FAST FLOW 
Take notes, KEN gets more BITCHES than GI JOE
I CUT PUSSIES UP slick, perform EPISIOTOMY cause u aint DELIVER SHIT 
 Better wish I won’t see that message again, pretending we friends
Suggesting then to start FAKE BEEF but I ain’t KENDRICK I’m KEN
 I’ll PAPOOSE ya whole diss and I ain’t even from NEW YORK
How’s them APPLES TASTE  with the other FRUITS I DESTROYED 
Sit DOWN GILBERT GRAPES I’m throwing MATCHES in ya GASS TANK 
I demand a NEW SANDWICH cuz man that HAM stank
Only reason dogs gotcha BACK is cuz ur in HEAT
Other than that this CAT just can’t HANDLE THE BEEF
 I’m full breed predator, you a cross breed cross dressing JANITOR
                    I’m SWEEPING THE FLOOR with all you LOW LEVELLERS Fuck your UNIFORM you ain’t got the STRIPES for this FIGHT	
You’re like vanilla ICE  DESERT a LINE like MICS (Mike’s) 
Fuck RHYMES you should WRITE to JESUS CHRIST
PRAY u see the LIGHT cuz u ain’t REACHING HEIGHTS 
If you that much of a SOLDIER, put the mic down 
You should be out KILLING motherfuckers right now 
Listen what Em said bitch, shoot em in the head bitch 
Why u getting SANDWICHED by dudes, you IN BREAD bitch? 
Go ahead kid, talk about my mother 
How original,  sad urs couldn’t make u any butter? 
What’s next, you gon’ GUT HER? Bitch I am from the GUTTER 
Remove ORGANS with raps you could only SPIT with STUTTER 
Now play the VIOLINS better yet play the SIRENS 
This ain’t VIOLENCE  this a REPLY to SUICIDAL DESIRES
UNDEFEATED if you a true COMRADE you’d CARRY(Carey) him out 
But now that Drico TURNED his BACK I understand you STARING him DOWN 
While I’m SQUARING HIM OUT, you give him the COLD SHOULDER 
Cuz he’s a BAD ONE TO LEAN ON, he’s a GIANT POSER 
See it’s the NICE GUYS with WHITE LIES you can never TRUST 
But WANNABEES sting ONCE and drop DEAD, I ensured  DRAMA QUEEN no longer BUZZ 
I just MURDERED a whole fucking ARMY and homie I aint even BUGGED

HOOK

Outro:
what the hell were you thinking
Drico I straight killed you on that acapella
don’t even deny it
I offended you so bad you catching mad feelings
begging me in secret to start a fucking fake beef to hype up a battle
haha you think im stupid? I wasn’t born yesterday homie
what you want the next battle to be even more one sided than kfc
starting fake fights with me on the forums to get people to agree with you and pick your side B?
like I cant predict that shit? Haha fuck outta here fool
this is what the fuck I do, ya’ll don’t see it like I do
this shit is all about strategy
so when you come up to me with some bitch made industry shit
you damn right I’ll make it blow up in your face
I’ll make sure there ain’t no saving face
I ain’t even spitting in my native tongue haha
You can’t touch me motherfucker I am Ali in his prime
Victorious till the day I die and my technique remains immortal
The only street you rep is writers block
You’ll rhymes will never hit adult hood
U want airplay but the only elevation u get is stairways
Oh and fuck  tryna gain extra credit for ur raps using ur career
I ain’t hating, I’m just saying the real heroes don’t need to mention their shit
motherfuckers over praise and over rate that stupid shit 
like its truly amazing
but it ain’t, you just being sheep thinking you doing the right thing
all that shit you signed your life away to revolves around political conflict and greed
you don’t save lives homie, doctors save lifes get it right
it’s like…
If i shoot a kid  in the head I get life behind bars 
u do the same thing and get a fucking medal like its meaningful and sincere 
bitch look at you you’re bald plus this is the end of your career technically that means you BRITNEY SPEARS.
Haha

How To Control (Response to Drico)

Instrumental produced by Life and Death Productions.

Me and my bro on this track. 

Intro is a sample from the movie ''On The Road''

FediMayn on verse 1 and 2+ hook

Bridge is a sample from one of Tupac's interviews.

Cystematic on verse 3.

Mixed using Mixcraft 6 & Audacity.

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FediMayn Ft. Cystematic - The Road

Wicked Gamez

Just playing with some new mastering software.

Beat ''Garden of Secrets'' produced by Life and Death Productions

Incomplete Tree (Experimental)

Kwaadaardig Moedersyndroom (freestyle)

Kom Zitten (freestyle)

I'm Gone (Freestyle)

OnzichtbareJan (Freestyle

Our long awaited brand new Dutch track ''Van Mij''

Safe to say we put mad work into this one from the idea to the production.

Stay tuned for our upcoming EP! Shout out to my brother Fedi Mayn for once again holding it down.

Mixed by yours truly. Hook by yours truly.

Follow us:
Cystematic https://twitter.com/RealCystematic
Fedi Mayn https://twitter.com/RealCystematic

Check out our FB page 
Cystematic https://www.facebook.com/theofficialcystematic
Fedi Mayn https://www.facebook.com/TheOfficialFediMayn

Shout out to Shadowville.com

Beat produced by Oskar Mike.

Lyrics:

‘’Van Mij’’



Intro 1: (Ede Staal Cover)
‘T het nog nooit nog nooit zo donker west
Of het werd altied wel weer licht

Intro 2 (main)
Vanaf, mijn geboortedag, klopte mijn hart met volle kracht 
En ik weet, dat was een andere tijd, anders dan ik nu beleef

Cystematic:
Sinds dag één zong ik mee, gezang van moederlief 
Moeder baarde kunst, melodie dat zonder voeten liep
Muziek zit in mijn bloed en als ik bloed vloei ik goed
Ik zet de juiste toon of ik spuug of boeiend roep
Ik ga het maken, het moet, tover zure appels in iets zoet
Ik praat dagelijks met m’n broer over Hip Hop
Wij studeren het als adem, flowen is ons zuurstof
En als ‘t vuur doft, flikker ik het licht aan
Helaas kan die richting wel is misgaan
We doen ‘t stap voor stap, eerst de trede dan de trap
De kat krabt de kapper, maar deze gabber hakt het af
Zet m’n klauwen in m’n passie tot m’n band klapt
Ja ik ben platzak, zelfs m’n laatste stuiver is mak
Maar ik voel ‘t diep in m’n hart, muziek, muziek is mijn laatste lach

HOOK 1 DOUBLE LAYERED:
Van mij (Van mij)
Het is van mij, dit is mijn leven (Mijn leven)
Of wat er van over is gebleven
Het blijft me bij, muziek zit in m’n lijf (Mijn lijf)
Geef mij een boete, wordt zo snel beter (Zo snel)
Van ‘t dak wil ik het roepen, dit is mijn leven (Mijn leven)
Muziek is van mij (muziek is van mij) van mij, van mij (Van mij)

Fedi Mayn:
Kijk door de ramen, de lucht smoort de vragen
Het verbaast me even als gestoorde plaatjes
Oordelende maatjes en verlate doemsdagen
Maken  daden niet noemenswaardig
Verzoende status, omhels mijn ouwe liefde
Zij voedt mij gratis, jaren bouwde zij stiekem
Gevangen liedjes,instrumenten die mij riepen
Niet TIJD de liefste,maar vrijheid in t kiezen
Onvoorwaardelijke steun, gewapend met  de KEUS
Waarheid ROLT zonder spijt op tafel zal SLAGEN heus
Wat ik ben een reus,zet stappen met n gouden pen
Door vrouwen geremd,vandaar dat ik nu kouder ben
Voet op het gaspedaal, staar ontspannen voor mij uit
Muziek  een vast verhaal, zoals mijn geboortehuis
Perfectie onderhuids, twee zielen eindelijk samen
Vernielingen achtergelaten,  gereinigd van t kwade

HOOK 2 DOUBLE LAYERED:
Van mij 
Het is van mij, dit is mijn leven 
Of wat er van over is gebleven
Het blijft me bij, muziek zit in m’n lijf 
Geef mij een boete, wordt zo snel beter 
Van ‘t dak wil ik het roepen, dit is mijn leven
Muziek is van mij, van mij, van mij

HOOK 2 DOUBLE LAYERED:
Woowoo, yeaaaheeyeaa
Ze willen niet in mij geloven
Maar ik neem alles over
Oooover, yeaheee, yeahee

Verse 3 Cystematic & Fedi Mayn:
Cystematic:
Van Groningen tot Amsterdam, toon ik dat het anders kan
Wat nou wandeldrang? Je movement is lanterfant

Fedi Mayn:
Jullie draaien rondjes met het gevoel van een stoelendans
Volgzame hondjes zonder doel of goed balans

Cystematic:
Wij zijn klaar voor de strijd

Fedi Mayn:
Het gebaar vaardig voorbereid, smaakmakende rijms

Cystematic:
Van Dale in je smoel, altijd aan de lijn
Wij zijn huidig kampioen, rap zit in ons DNA
Een zuiver visioen, elke track is VGA

Cystematic & Fedi Mayn:
Nee elke track is race gevaar

Cystematic:
Hip Hop leeft voort totdat ik stop
Bars altijd nuchter simpelweg omdat ik Bob
Rop je rotte kop van je romp tot je op rot
Rap muziek is de som die ik op los

Fedi Mayn:
Ookal zet je de wijzers gelijk, geheid dat je mist
Het blijft een feit, jullie zijn geen Manneke Pis

Cystematic & Fedi Mayn:
Te dope voor gedoogbeleid, schijt op de Grote Prijs






HOOK 3 DOUBLE LAYERED:
Van mij
Het is van mij, dit is mijn leven
Of wat er van over is gebleven
Het blijft me bij, muziek zit in m’n lijf
Geef mij een boete, wordt zo snel beter
Van ‘t dak wil ik het roepen, dit is mijn leven
Muziek is van mij, van mij, van mij

Outro:
Fedi Mayn:
Is het van mij? Is het van jou?
Is het van ons?

Cystematic:
Van ons en niemand anders

Fedi Mayn:
Yea, Fedi Mayn, Cystematic
Cystematic, Fedi Mayn

Cystematic:
Groningen



Cystematic Ft. Fedi Mayn - Van Mij

Produced by 2Deep.

Lyrics:

‘’Blood On My Brush Again’’

Cystematic

Hello once again, on some nonsense from the pen
Run run friend, you think this song’s a trend?
Enough with the accent, want love? Gotta aks ‘em
Cut em with some facts ‘till that eggscuse stops hatching
You back packing faggots got this rap shit all backwards
Why finish a line if ya’ll don’t grasp what mad tracks is
Swagtastic masses, half assing, lack the gasses
Them laps ain’t up to par, hit reverse, ya car’s crashing
Ya’ll got me laughing mad like Manson interviews
Are you mad Ken, them bars some cynic tools?
Nah maggot, I’m sick of you and every other cystic move
Think my tactic’s up for grabs bitch? Grow some tentacles
Eye can’t see the ten in you, I’m not blind, just sensible
Now try roll up your blinds and watch me fly ahead of you
You’d only serve right, as my left wing assist
Go ahead and Pop a cyst, you ain’t Hip Hoppin’ it, FLESH DISMISSED.

Hook (Cystematic)
We are killing mics again, killing mics again
Blood on my brush again, eating supper and
Pen leave them suffering, cause we are rougher and
Better any day, you know we don’t play

Fedi Mayn

You can't come close to this cut throat flow
You'll need stitches n a rich dose of glow
Afraid of the dark? the grave you embark
Ship with no heart, you a fish for the sharks
I'll hook the shooked n floor the frauds
Can't dodge the fork i stick in ya spinal
Ima Rhino, chiro,  practing rivals
A loose cannon necking down vital finals
A walking sniper rifle, walkie talkie cyclops
Your demise is dealt through a hand-held
I go beast and slap you with a damn belt
In hell you can't ring a wrenched kettle bell
With a wrist thats bound to be elbowed
The load of impact cracks till heads roll
People steppin to us receive severe trouble
You cant Fit the shoes of these lyrical individuals

Hook (Cystematic)

eM Theory

The coloring were using is so bright it blinds the retina
Papers giving birth onto verse like its Nebula
The painters of the canvases, that means we have advantages
draw your blood, phlebotomist. We speaking doing damages
Cystematic, FediMayn, eM Theory close to cannibus
The way that we be smoking plus were dope and y'all are amatuers
Better check your bandages soon you'll need intensive care
We're casting spells with words your verses sentences will disappear
Up against our brush and paint, sickle hammer Russian Made
Punches go and touch your brain were leaving all your fucks in pain
Break you down repaint your soul, Blacks and reds, blue, green, yellow
taking this one extra low, then back into your face and skull
Masterpiece you hang on walls, between my axes and my saws
Dinosaurs without their jaws, heads of bears and all their paws
Collecting what I hunt and kill, for me this shits always real
Draw my gun and point the skill to fill you up with lead and steel

Hook (Cystematic)


Blood On My Brush Again ft. Fedi Mayn & eM Theory (Prod. by 2Deep)

Lyrics:

Fedi Mayn:
I'm on my way with a big bag of Forties 
Some tic tac's, crispy cracks and Lord please
Don't let me come home to my wife's Orgies. 
I had enough of the Morphine, fed up with hearing "i'm sorry" 
(I'm sorry)
Hu! I'm sorry too...cuz lately I'm partly screwed 
And a part of me is partly you, so basically we're Logical
Drifting away, driving in my RU...V
My side view mirror seems clearer but it's hard to see
Cars rushin past cars, reflection lacking armoury
Body parts and arteries, what the fuck is going on? 
Afraid i'm having flashbacks, halfass 
Hunchback, waiting for the asthma attack
Then I realised, That I, had a mad laugh when I left
Backtracked to decide how my airbag was set

HOOK: (Cystematic)
The shadow is near, is it cold then I'm here
Run run people, get away from the mirror
Cause I'll be roaming 'round, 'til they let me in
And feel forever bound, repeating seven sins x2

Cystematic:
Flat on my face, I'm predicting Deja Vu
Back to try Mistakes, like Missing Taking two
Two bullets for the brain, one for that empty void
Since I was Deranged, Up Close the gun deployed
(Gun shot) (Devil: ''What's your name?'')
The Hell was that voice? Heh, Hell was that noise
This ain't the Usual Realm, no it's Hell I just Joined
I know damn well it's a choice, where else could I be?
Rowing with the straps, the Devil gave to me
Like Wright Brothers Patent, Purged my History
In exchange for my home, my brain, also my soul
He was right there on my shoulder, no God, no hope at all
See I was always told, just keep going with the Flow
What no one ever knows, that's not enough to stay Afloat
A Tainted Ghost, a Raging Host, Debating my Departure  
Life gave me Deflated Boats, I'm Angry with the Archer

HOOK: (Cystematic)
The shadow is near, is it cold then I'm here
Run run people, get away from the mirror
Cause I'll be roaming 'round, 'til they let me in
And feel forever bound, repeating seven sins x2

Cystematic:
I roam (Rome) around with less control than a seizure (Caesar)
My Goals never Found, I was told she was a ''Keeper''
It's the Seven sins I suppose made me ''Weaker''
Wasted things I could've been (bin), but Composed (compost) something Deeper
Now it's time to Face my Demons, Rewind the Place of Reason
Fuck it I'm ready, my Gun and Machete, Fight my way to Eden
Where you at son of a bitch, you about to Pay the Price
You don't even make Sense (cents), how the fuck you Balance life!
(Devil) ''I'm coming Home kid,  no way you'll Escape me''
(Devil) ''You Deleted hope that's how you Entered Backspace, see''
(Devil) ''With those Keys on Board, you Opened Windows to Paint me''
How the fuck you Operate me? (Demon) ''Old Bill at the Gates''
(Devil) ''See you're the System I Made just like them Digits you chased''
(Devil)''But hey you didn't listen today, reusing mischievous ways''
And it hits me like a train, (Devil) ''let me list you some names''
Wrath, greed, sloth, pride, lust, envy, gluttony

HOOK: (Cystematic)
The shadow is near, is it cold then I'm here
Run run people, get away from the mirror
Cause I'll be roaming 'round, 'til they let me in
And feel forever bound, repeating seven sins x2

OUTRO: (Cystematic)
Superbia, Avaritia, Luxuria, Invidia, Gula, Ira, Acedia


Until They Let Me In ft. Fedi Mayn (Prod. by 2Deep)

Lyrics:

Goodbye dear butterfly, I hope you roam free now
High up in the sky, I can finally see how
All that matters in life is the love for each other
Cause the cup looks much lighter with no dust on the cupboard

I still remember like yesterday when I met you
Made me feel so welcome, for that I still bless you
I was a nervous wreck, anxious to meet new family
But your hug and smile, everything still stands with me 

Said your granddaughter's  lucky and that I was handsome
I just starting blushing, shaking from my hands some
I really wanted to prove I'm the best man for her
You never questioned it, never judged, that was the answer

So thank you dear granny, you will always be remembered
In life we get inspired, you will always be the centre 
The way you were so calm, you were truly so gentle
I just regret I took so long with these words to send you

Hook:

Sit here and I cry, why God why
Feeling cold inside, am I still alive
Tell me I'm asleep...was it just a dream
I don't wanna see, I just wanna breathe

I'm sitting here by myself, wondering why
They had to take the purest soul I've ever seen in life
You wouldn't harm a fly, maybe that's the reason
Taking people under your wings and now you need them

I'm having trouble to breathe, tears rolling down my cheek
My little girl looked at me and asked if you're asleep
I told her you're indeed finally at peace
 and I guarantee I'll teach her your pride and legacy

My legs feeling weak, my shoes feeling heavy
How could I ever sleep when even snoozing seems deadly
I'm not ready to leave yet, it's a painful reminder
That life's a short read and every page could be final

Put differences aside, keep respect up high
We don't have to be alike to get along in time
Often people don't realise, until it's too late
Tomorrow might have no space for regrets or hate

Hook




Bridge:

So here's to my mother, my sisters, my brothers
I love you forever, I miss all you cousins
My friends, enemies, even my father
Never come see me, I'm no longer bothered
My fiance, my son, my beautiful daughter
Life is an ocean and you are my harbour 
My in laws, my fans, also my haters
Thanks for being in my life and making it greater


I stay up even later now, afraid I might miss
Travelling through time in my mind and reminisce 
How many more lips gotta witness that last kiss
Sometimes we don't understand love until it's at risk

See pain is part of life like rain is a part of skies
Without pain, who would appreciates feeling right
That's why it's confusing, you wish it away when it strikes
When gone for good, it's a pinch you pray for tonight

You found your way to the light peacefully, no fear
No sight of nightmares, the dream was so clear
Surrounded by love, memories and pride
Your final achievement complete, seeing family reunite

Kinda gives me a fright, ain't seen my family in years
Father never showed up, uncle no longer here
Grandparents passed when I was 12, many friends disappeared
Life slips away quick, so I hold onto my kids

Hook


Goodbye Dear Butterfly (Prod. by Evelution)

Intro Cystematic:
Ken je dat gevoel, dit is eten zonder kaarslicht
Leven zonder doel en toch atletisch met je Kahnis
Heb je toch gezegd, geen romantiek op 1e dates
Wil je weten hoe ik zoen, wil ik weten hoe je eet
1+1=2, ja ik reken op gezweet
En ben je koud van aard, moet ik weten hoe je beeft

Hook Cystematic:
Ik heb je toch gezegd dat ik honger heb
Meid ik ga je eten, zonder bestek
Je ziet er lekker uit, binnenin ben je rot
Gelukkig kun je morgen de trein zo weer op
(x2)

Verse 1 Fedi Mayn:
Vandaag eet ik Japans, Chinees en Surinaams
En ik beoordeel alsof je voor de jury staat
De zuurtegraad van de dingen die ik doe
Laat je smelten van binnen, ik ben in de mood
Zet je in de hoek als stout bent
Maak het soms te bont, af en toe een pauze
Helemaal gek, tot ik s'nachts de wekker zet
Het was een leuke fuif, maar morgen moet je weg

Bridge Fedi mayn:
Eten onder maanlicht
Samen lekker zoenen en vertoefen, dit is beter dan de basis
Eten onder maanlicht
Samen lekker zoenen en vertoefen, dit is beter dan de basis
Eten onder maanlicht
Samen lekker zoenen en vertoefen, dit is beter dan de basis
Eten onder maanlicht
Samen lekker zoenen en vertoefen, dit is beter dan de basis

Hook Cystematic:
Ik heb je toch gezegd dat ik honger heb
Meid ik ga je eten, zonder bestek
Je ziet er lekker uit, binnenin ben je rot
Gelukkig kun je morgen de trein zo weer op(x2)
 
Short bridge:
''Ze zijn natuurlijk lief...vrouwen. Alleen ja, ze kunnen natuurlijk niet denken, snap je?'' - Bert Klunder.

Verse 2 Cystematic:
Wil op diner met jou,  kom toch eten vrouw
Wil je samenleven? nah ah, wegwezen nou
Ohhoooohoo yeaaheaaa
Ik voel je vibe, meid, kom is dichterbij
Jouw lippen op de mijne, zonde van de tijd
Wat wil je romantiek, een publiek, zeg me niet
Dat je altijd trouw blijft, ik voel je aan de kies
Je had voldoende trek, maar geen verstand van muziek

Hook Cystematic:
Ik heb je toch gezegd dat ik honger heb (honger)
Meid ik ga je eten, zonder bestek (zonder)
Je ziet er lekker uit, binnenin ben je rot
Gelukkig kun je morgen de trein zo weer op(x2)

Outro Cystematic: 
Yeaheayeaheayeaheaaa, wooohoohoo
Yeaheayeaheayeaheaaa (morgen ga jij weg)
Ga de trein op...


Ik Heb Je Toch Gezegd ft. Fedi Mayn

Ten thousand feet deep...no one can hear me
I speak in dark melodies that resonate uniquely 
S'all good, never fucked with the world anyway
I'm on a different page now like Ernest Hemingway  
They say, the more belief, the higher the praise
I say the deeper the ocean, the stronger the waves
But I'm a hard act to follow, heart that's still hollow
Identical to them bullets that dropped Harvey Oswald
Ya'll ain't in my cosmos, not even my wavelength
My brain creates levels you couldn't pave in your basement
Not bringing up beef yo, I'm just tryna raise the stakes
Say you running these streets, I ain't ever seen you pace
My name's a statement, no need for explanation
The system I am hating, illmatic my inspiration
Growing in these layers with self reflected foundation
Product of my environment radiating it's formation

Hook
I can't...keep trying
(To make these people see that my frequency's unique)
Why they...keep lying
(Without a shadow of a doubt, I'm the realest around)
I told you disbelievers, I'm more than just a thesis
(Grip the mic and kill so you know that I'm for real)
Whatever's thrown at me, I'll embrace it with joy
(One step, two step, pace, and you're gone)

Check out the spectrogram...what do we see?
Sounds that perplex a fan like moving heat
Constantly moving seats to realign with the stars
In my own zone, creeping, where the atmosphere stalls
Try comprehend, my tonsils bent, sonic interference 
Mariana trench, they condescend, my bottomless appearance
My topical adherence, so much darker than your writtens
An argument with spirits and no bar could ever lift this
Wonder where the drift is, cause I'm currently unsure 
No pod has ever witnessed, these dirty vocal cords
Steady getting bored of all these people that are see through
Nothing I ain't seen before, no need to reach for sequels
Trust if I could pack my shit up and leave, then I would
Cause nobody  really gets me or the dreams that I should
Man I'm fed up, feel so alone on this planet
But I'm that 52 Hertz whale, you wouldn't understand it

Hook
I can't...keep trying
(To make these people see that my frequency's unique)
Why they...keep lying
(Without a shadow of a doubt, I'm the realest around)
I told you disbelievers, I'm more than just a thesis
(Grip the mic and kill so you know that I'm for real)
Whatever's thrown at me, I'll embrace it with joy
(One step, two step, pace, and you're gone)

So come come now...suffocate within the beat
I clean my drums out with a razor to cut the peaks 
What's the frequency, Kenneth? Sing Sing, Montgomery
Mind behind bars, now he's locked in the joint, irony
Kinda like police saying freeze before they pull the heat
Undergo arthroscopy, to see them caps ain't moving me
It's cool with me, whether, tornado or tsunami
I'd still rule the sea if all I'd harbour's Kamikaze
Watching the masses, dropping for badges, will they ever grow
Ripping and rotting from topics in classes, children kept as drones
Stop and I ask 'em, thoughts are they mastered, will they ever flow
Open your fucking mind yo or your mind will fuck you open, so
Until then, don't ever attempt to fathom or grasp
My plan or intent, in my space, plan it with graphs
My mind's radically fast, people could never keep up
Our atoms don't match, that's why I strike you as uneven

Hook
I can't...keep trying
(To make these people see that my frequency's unique)
Why they...keep lying
(Without a shadow of a doubt, I'm the realest around)
I told you disbelievers, I'm more than just a thesis
(Grip the mic and kill so you know that I'm for real)
Whatever's thrown at me, I'll embrace it with joy
(One step, two step, pace, and you're gone)



52 Hertz (Prod. by iinfynite)

Been a while since I left here
Kept staring for miles, ain't no steps here
Feed 'em my cassette, hit the drum severe
Cause people never listen, 'less their death near
Put it in perspective, this road that I been walking on
Is reflective of the moment I was almost gone
That rum bottle, cigarettes and a broken song
Staying numb is the way I just tobogganed on
Never pondered long though, I let it slide
Leopards never wander close to where snakes hide
High stakes, I break, don't try make, my race
Decline pace, I don't tire so my drive stays
And by the way, whatever happened to loyalty
Cause even when it rains, still treat 'em like royalty
It makes my blood boil, buncha Gargoyles to me
Life's a bitch, but I control her with the toys she keeps

Hook:
So over this...x2 (Soul burn, soul burn)
Pain in my life
Feelings have died (Soul burn, soul burn)
So over...So over this

Ayo listen, I ain't the cat you wanna understand
That's like tryna paint a bar with a broken pen
I'm kinda loco, so my motives train immense 
My mind left me, guess I'm on the right track again
But what you know about growing up rough
The only paper you burn is when you smoking the dust
And you ain't getting bread cause it's old on the crust
I was aiming for legs, but my scope on a crutch
Shiiiiit...Just sober up...and light another cigarette
Never know, what if the smoke could clear his head
Then again I'm bored, pop some sleeping pills instead
I hope that's what they meant with breakfast in bed
I wish I could go back to when I had a real centrepiece 
Faded to black, and I ain't talking that hemp seed
It's crazy in fact, I've only grown defensively 
Cause betrayal never comes from your enemies

Hook:
 Hook:
So over this...x2 (Soul burn, soul burn)
Pain in my life
Feelings have died (Soul burn, soul burn)
So over...So over this

Now it's, ashes to ashes and dust to dust
The burn, it was massive, the furnace of trust
I learned it just matches the surface of lust
My turn to leave scratches, they earn my gust
I'm back with a vengeance, still intact with a sentence
No more masking the penance in a bath of exemption 
Don't ask for pretending, but imagine the mending
It takes a rough patch to see the fabric in friendship
The pain, it never lasts, but I had to feel it for real
Set ablaze in full blast, tryna deal with the steel
My life was stolen, and my spirit was cold
My mind broken like it was steady digging for gold
Truth be told, I had to die to live again
Invert the sands of time and design pyramids again
Born a Scorpio, an Eagle I transitioned in
Today I rise like the Phoenix, my desire is lit again

Hook:
So over this...x2 (Soul burn, soul burn)
Pain in my life
Feelings have died (Soul burn, soul burn)
So over...So over this

Return of the Phoenix (Prod. by Screwaholic)

De Lege Kamer (Prod. by Oskar Mike)

Bad Taste

Final Straw (Prod. by Tundrabeats)

Something a lil different and unique! Loved working on this joint.

Check it out and let us know what you think.

My bro Perception on the 1st verse, my homie Nine on the 2nd and myself on the hook & last verse. 

ALL CREDIT TO HALA-X FOR THE BEAT.

Perception ft. Ninestein & Percyst - No Retreat, No Surrender

Journey into my mind.
Bars before beats.

Ken

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