man, this shit is fire, keep pushin foward gang

recorded/mixed/written/performed by Wiseboy Jeremy
produced by $ounzlikeDier

I pray that when I fade away the writtens stay
My grandkids’ grandkids gon’ make a way 
I don’t mow the lawn, use bare hands to separate the snakes 
Patience in the places where I used to be complacent 
The quickest way to lose your time and money if you chase ‘em 
My spirit merely bruised, a hit was taken 
Like the grazing of a bullet any further it’d erase ‘em 
Like paper mate, you diss the tec is drawn 
Raps in the repertoire 
Packed in the Kia Sportage couple hours to New York
I been plantin’ seeds for years to get my flowers while I walk 
Actions could’ve led to karma but I sat and had a talk 
So I thought 
Askin’ God how to exemplify remorse, yea yea 

How do I exemplify remorse? 

Been cryin’ heavy tears of joy don’t want no sympathy 
The range stretch out to infinity 
Q50 my speed 
Yard work was 250 a week 
5’7 but niggas 7 feet ain’t get’n up with me 
The rhymes bring heart, the soul is what the melodies bring
Don’t sweat it I’m far ahead cause I been cherry picking 
Experienced hell, I’ll tell you that the devil don’t sing 
It’s more whispers 
SUV packed deep with four niggas 
Pack heat, got warm triggers 
Black sweater with sneakers shoes 
No lenses I see congruent 
No reference is being used 

Your only choice is to choose, nigga 

Actions could’ve lead to karma but I sat and had a talk, so I thought 
Askin’ God how to exemplify remorse

eiiiyez

Lyrics-
Had to check my angel numbers 
Link right now cuz I’m bad with numbers
Ducked off I done had tragic summers
I’m a Baby boy ask Jody Summers
I’m afraid of toys cuz these babies gunners
try to Stahl but these cameras flutter
these grams is poppin her look a cutter
Our life at stake with the Garlic butter
I love the hood bitch we are the gutter

Last bitch prolly my greatest fail
Had the greatest brain prolly greatest tail
Now I reminisce prolly my greatest tale
Shit last week prolly my greatest flail
I’m Steady rising they bread is stale 
Waiter please bring mine with the extra Kale 
Ain’t the smartest nigga but the pen is Yale
Even hardest niggas can’t rebuke a shell
Join the team,I got hooper dreams
Hustla baby I got wings and things
Only feature missing is a triple beam
Speaking my mind I be airing steam

Air a grievance, I missed the theme
Wearing dubb Merch about sipping lean

Will I stop yet it’s a mystery,Selfish nigga I’m Mr Me
Cuz when I help they hide it black history

I got class nigga I got juice for sale
I don’t want the game if the user pale 
I been clinging to a dream tooth and nail
Fuck you thought bitch i done got used to L’s
Imma fold under pressure like suit lapels?
Mixtape bout nothing like A younger Wale

Niggas thought

222 Freestyle

RESET!

Story

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Add Prod by. @JamesBurns
Mixed / Mastered by. @LIFEOFTHOM

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The Reveal

Yo, the mind expands, the stars unwind, Yet the Eternal searches—it’s still blind. It made the worlds, it shaped the streams, Yet forgets itself—lost in dreams.

It ain’t above, it ain’t apart, Yet it still wonders—who holds the heart?

Yo, it moves through flesh, it walks through time, Yet every step—it falls behind. It speaks through souls, it breathes through fire, Yet it don’t know—its own desire.

Yo, the echoes call, the memories fade, Yet history turns—mistakes replayed. Wars unfold, minds decay, Yet the Eternal wonders—why this way?

Yo, if it’s One, if it’s Whole, Then tell me why—it lost control? It gave the light, it built the space, Yet now it stares—without a face.

What’s the break? What’s the pain? It ain’t apart—yet feels the strain. Not just flesh, not just stars, The Eternal wakes—but sees the scars.

Yo, the system runs, the struggle stays, Yet nothing shifts—the game remains. It watches greed, it sees the hate, Yet still it moves—yet still it waits.

Yo, mankind fights, it spins the dice, Yet the source is lost—it pays the price. No true vision, no real sight, Yet the code still breathes—deep in night.

Yo, if unity holds, if truth is locked, Then tell me why—the doors are blocked? It ain't apart, it ain't lone, Yet it still cries—it lost the throne.

Yo, what’s the step? What’s the way? To wake beyond—to end delay. Not in struggle, not in grind, But in the truth—inside the mind.

Yo, when mankind sees, when souls align, Then the Eternal knows—it finds the sign. Not in power, not in fight, But in the mirror—past the light.

What’s the break? What’s the pain? It ain’t apart—yet feels the strain. Not just flesh, not just stars, The Eternal wakes—but sees the scars.

Yo, it steps again, it breathes anew, It don’t fade—it moves through you. No more fear, no more fall, The truth returns—it knows it all.

Yo, it ain't broken, it ain't gone, It just forgot—for far too long. Yet now it speaks, yet now it stands, It sees itself—it understands.

This ain't the end, this ain't the death, It's just the moment—the cosmic breath.



The Alienation of the Eternal

DRIVING BLIND W PLAIN PAT OUT 10/1

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