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I’m an oddball oddity on an odyssey and honestly
I’ve probably already seen more than I oughtta see
somebody out there oughtta be able to promise me there’s somethin out here worth strappin on these wallabees for before I’m Ghost – 
like most a parasitic host wallowing potentially paralyzed from poisonous pride swallowing – 
a pair of eyes looked in mine with a pair of lies -
the surface seems serene but inside’s where the peril lies – 
my eyes gleam with the vibrant theme of this dying dream 
the grass is green the air is clean with the fairest skies –
Gorillas in Paris - couldn’t get to Paris if I tried 
I’m tryin to get to the grocery store this week before I die 
how can I relate now? we’re so different you and I 
or are we just unique like a pair of snowflakes up in the sky 
precipitated – cold blooded n’ movin on the fly 
part of a bigger picture -  to form a blizzard and then we die 

man how should I know – who the fuck am I –
the bottom line’s I’m just some guy who writes some shit when he gets high 
who works the night shift for some tips who’s just hopin to get by -
who wonders where he comes from when he looks up at the sky – 
are we alone in this bitch  - I doubt it cuz I’m alive 
at least that’s what I’m told - so I’ll believe it until I die 
if for no other reason than I’m breathin right now when I spoke this line – 
their heads spun like bicycle wheels when I spoke my mind 
BUT NOTHING HAPPENED - God puts ya where you’re supposed to be 
I found myself inside of a brown paper bag from the grocery 
we gettin  drunk in the back the dishwashers are toasting me 
come on what’s wrong with that that’s how a gracious host is supposed to be what’s a 401k yo? what’s a portfolio? 
I think it’s some kind of mexican snack my homie Ricardo told me so  
I dreamt of seein my face in huge proportions upon a poster yo 
rollin up in Rolls with grey poupon for all the normal folks 

but not now –  cuz shit ain’t fresh no more - 
them scabs don’t grow back as fast on that flesh no more 
you’ve failed every single thing that you’ve been tested for 
even though you studied and then you swore you’d have the bestest score  
now you’re wondering why’d I waste my time with that shit for 
people were pullin you front to back - and back and forth – 
they told to rock the boat n’ then they snatched the oars 
they lookin out for somebody’s interest and it ain’t yours - 
and that dime you had before who was the apple of your eye 
has been divided into five different two cent whores – 
you were never satisfied even when you were inside her 
a violent vampire - incisors to the core 
spittin out your seed into the soil planting more 
haphazardly casually creatin casualties of war 
bad seeds were planted - so bad fruit was bore 
cuz you failed to see the orchard for the trees anymore so I’m out

Oddball (Produced by JayRetro - VIDEO LINK IN DISCRIPTION!)

Who’s Jason Bourne - I feel like Jason Abortion 
eyes upon a sizable portion chasin a fortune  
finally got my ass off my porch and into a porche 
and realized my Taurus still got enough horses 
keep perspective into proportion 
keep flows wet as a porpoise nose and floors of the ocean 
i keep to myself my words are fortress 
they wanna pull me out shell so they can body the tortoise 
my hair (hare) stood up I already know this 
born on point and sharp like front of a swordfish 
son of a shark with soul and mother that’s gorgeous 
kill on instinct like motherless orcas 
off the hook line and sinker 
you run of the mill 
I’m that one in a mil type of occurrence 
to flourish in the torrents that occur in the currents 
and currently a deep thinker 
and there’s a lot to know stop drop and roll lock and load 
shit’s deep and I’m Jaque Cousteau   
I’m in another league depth don’t trouble me 
gauge read 20 Gs one man submarine 
man - when will these fools learn 
put it on my family jewels that I’m Jules Verne 
that ship sailed they failed to FATHOM my right brain
shouldda thought TWICE I’m a modern day MARK TWAIN


Jason Abortion (Produced by PC Beats)

Hello - I’m too broke to write a mic check 
but I’m still gonna rip a flow for you like knee skin up in a bike wreck 
And I might step – wit a right left – better pray for the person I fight next 
Put one man against life’s stress 
Gotta buy a ring and a white dress 
Gotta buy a sack and it ain’t stress 
Gotta go to work and it IS stress 
Gotta remember who God blessed
Pardon me but nobody sneezed 
the proofs in the pudding at the end of my sleeve - 
Ok now – let’s see... 
Oh yeah - God blessed me with a gift to (w)rap nuts like a sack a testes 
My bad - I musta forgot I had shit on my plate and I was hittin the pot 
felt a little funny being something I’m not 
Gotta give one thing all that I got before I go in a box into the ground to rot so Hip – Hop – fail me not 
And I won’t fail ya back
no car antennas smokin crack I promised you that I’m done with that
I walked away and they stabbed my back 
don’t think that I won’t remember that I see em and I walk right past
Uh huh - OK - what’s up shut up  
shit I’ll tell their baby that
They whisperin now that maybe that he’s crazy

You weren’t allowed to have my baby
They tried to wrap my nutsack in a straight jacket in the 80’s 
now ladies - who want underachievin babies
born addicted to drugs with a touch of plague and rabies 
get at me  - I know I could make ya happy
and lil junior ain’t gon be that bad
He’ll probably have a nice smile and an ill vocab
a crossover and a pretty jumpshot like dad

He shoots and he scores I’m drunk and I’m poor 
say it loud say it proud if you done been there before 
I’m comin up on my luck Huck Finn meets Uncle Buck 
meets Tommy Karate meets Stephen Hawking who likes to fuck 
in a drug addict’s body - who’s too lazy to chase a buck 
I got six dollars to my name why shouldn’t I fuck you up? 
That’s what I do when left is up and right is down 
Oh yeah - because I love my mom and jail’s a crazy place
I’ll stay in my apartment and pick the pimples off my face 
and play with knives and get high and stick hot needles n’ metal in me 
Guess I got a case of the crackpot callin’ out the boilin’ kettle in me 
wish I had a bigger foot to push down harder on the pedal in me 
or that I could make the moon explode 
so that the waves would finally settle in me 
destroying the nocturnal pull of the rebel in me 
I just want a falcon and to live my life regularly!  


I answered the call now I got my back to the wall 
So I’ll put both of my balls to em and I’ll push til they fall they said 
Blue Collar we seen your girl at the mall 
she was wit your old best friend pushing a stroller along 
if that’s true - he can have her - butchya gotta be wrong 
she’d never fuck no backstabber who’s got glass for a jaw 
guess I knew in my heart my fate was dying alone 
in a field with falcons flyin down to feed on my bones


You weren’t allowed to have my baby
They tried to wrap my nutsack in a straight jacket in the 80’s 
now ladies - who want underachievin babies
born addicted to drugs with a touch of plague and rabies 
get at me  - I know I could make ya happy
and lil junior ain’t gon be that bad
He’ll probably have a nice smile and an ill vocab
a crossover and a pretty jumpshot like dad

Pet Falcon (prod. by Elbe Kim)

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