Standin On Top Of Shit

Donafizzo (Deluxe)

Never Going Broke

WAKE EM UP

The Blue Seasons

I Hate Me Too

UHN UHN

I'm Gone

TROLLIN'

UHUH UHUH

Trap A Lil Harder (feat. Big Scarr)

I Ain't Roddy

99 PERCENT


[INTRO - spoken/conversational]

Let me ask you something man.

"Go ahead, shoot."

If I wanted to hide something,
Something that you can't really hide,
Say, a truth too big to bury—
Where would I put it?

"You leave it in plain sight.
You conceal one percent
You reveal everything else.

Take that piece, hide it,
Pretend it never existed."

That can't work…no way…
Does that really work?

"Ninety-nine percent of the time it works."

And the one percent that fails—
What makes it fail?

"Good question, try and figure it out…"

[Verse 1]

They'll be searching forever,
Think they see the picture,
Don't know what's missing,
No way to know exactly
What's real and what's fiction.
Pretty soon at each others necks
All vying for the authority
Claiming they found the missing piece,
Started on the same mission,
Split into teams, now it's a bloodbath
The whole fucking scene
Trying to complete the vision,
See the whole thing.
Shattered and scattered,
The truth remains hidden, even if it's seen.
Too invested in being the one to have seen.

Icarus tried to tell us—
You don't have to reach the sun to know it's hot.
You don't need the ending to surmise the plot.
They keep you chasing, while they gut the middle,
Common ground like a memory you forgot.
Like a dog after its tail,
Whole libraries in your head
Got a lot of knowledge but
Still lost the plot.

Here's the game,
Listen up,
Oh you ain't playin'?
That's against the rules,
Already fuckin' up.
That's fine, just pay the fine.
"Really? How much?"
A hundred dollars.

Arbitrary number for an arbitrary crime,
Opting out was never an option,
You been playing this whole time.
Didn't read the terms of service?
Neither did I,
But they'll hold you to the letter
The one your parents signed.

[Verse 2]

I got more honorable mentions
Than awards and degrees,
They just forgot to mention
I left early—what they was teaching
I could learn for free.
Seem kind of silly to pay for a photocopy
When I'm getting the equivalent
Of PhD's as a hobby.

The degree is just the picture frame,
The stamp that says you're finished,
The painting stands alone,
But they won't let you hang it
Without their frame around it,
Returning what they lent you,
The frame maintains the one percent that
You will never get to.

Sound a little arrogant,
Yeah, I got a little bite,
People sound dumb nowadays,
Don't hear a word unless
It incites.
So I have your attention?
Didn't even have to take a lesson
To get that one right.

See, the knowing isn't in the having,
It's in the recognition—
You can feel the heat from here,
Don't need to complete the mission
They assigned you.

[Verse 3]

OK, OK enough with the jokes,
We came for the fire,
You just blowing smoke.
My bad, my bad, here take a toke,
Be right back I'm gonna check my notes.

Yeah, hold it in,
Now you see me now you don't.
Damn, this shit too strong,
No one there,
Been talking with ghosts.

Eyes heavy,
Wax wings lost their shape,
I never said we could escape this place,
Visions in my head but body on the ground,
Neither here nor there,
Floating on the sound.

Tear me open, write it down,
Don't remember what I've spoken,
The vessel doesn't need to hold the water
Once it's poured out,
Doesn't need to consume the ocean
Just to know what it's about—
That's how you drown.

Let the transmission move through,
Stop grasping at the whole,
The one percent they hid from you
Was permission for your soul—
To know without possessing,
To speak without the scroll,
To burn without arriving,
To be complete with the hole.

[OUTRO]
You don't have to reach the sun to know it's hot.
You already knew.
You already knew.

99 Percent

UHN UHN

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