Verse I - (Hex One) Memory fragments, compliment these sublime melodies, accents where true rhymes shine/ a nuanced grind lab table pulling monumental egads out of uMaNg's mind/ strong hallucinogenics, liquid embued with intelligence that ooze in a sentence/ putrid & hellish, Fukushima nuclear remnants this shit is like those fucking acid trips the youth would embellish/ what else is hidden in this man's mind? you couldn't tell it, it's lucid angelic & devilish, suited with menacing rooms/ full of bullets & skeletons, tunics & relics, I even found a random leather boot & brews for the fellas/ it's fucking filthy, goddamn it fucking fills me with dread just to look in his head it fucking kills me/ it still thrills me, I probe further, ha, the flow's certified murder couple knives & a chrome burner/ half eaten corpses, maggots, roaches spinning on a broken record as the wax decomposes/ the walls closing in, I see a dark figure, a ghost holding a pen, I approach close it's him ha/ Verse II - (uMaNg) Flip the table of contents, my hidden chambers are boxed-in, the gift of simulation is godsent/ cause reality sucks, & I'm here to sniff the vapors from toxins you don't dare to strip the waist of a locksmith/, the Odor of a primitive stink, an ode to criminal beings, the ghost of death breathing invisible ink/, speaking subliminal riddles each of em minimal schemes, evil as rivers that ripple reeking of chemical leaks/, I catch victims at they most vulnerable state, Postpone the decay put they suicide notes on a delay/, I promise them the whole fortune to date in the most cordial of ways, all you do is sign your soul over to me/ after the broad strokes on the page, I swing a long sword at your way, then restitch your torso to your waist/, & when niggas making eye contact, I make they minds go black, alter they physical life on wax/ you'll find aBusive cenobites on crack, who try to chew the severed mics on hands, find soLutions in a lysol can/ my mind's a Music tune device on blast a black rubix cube to spite all man/, I'm from the Womb where evil sparks, flesh & bone made from demon parts, I'll take a bite out your beating heart/ feed the mob follow Hexagon until your meat dissolves meet the God I steam enough smoke to make the ceiling cough/

Verse I - Grown illegitimate child with legitimate gripes, I don't sit in denial with medicinal pipes/, on conditional rounds pit additional spikes, run him right into the ground then slip the advice/, exPend finite energy into fine art, till entropy's the decline all/, think out the Box like the wine brought blessed from divine thought stress on ya mind here's bread, for the livestock/, my body Aches from assumptions I hate, how we function dreamt of being great, since a youngling/ but now we just a Plate, with some numbers, nihilistically gazing upon the sky to wait, for the trumpets/, sleeves full of transparency, numerical degrees of heresy on the hearsay/ Burned at the stake, on a clear day arc that of Joan earpiece from the womb to the catacombs/ Chorus - The more things change, they stay the same, I watch the world pass my crosshairs & I'm taking aim/, till I'm empty, don't tally up the score, hit the peaks valleys then the core/, the more things change, they stay the same, I watch the world pass by they forgot how to say my name/, if the sun rose I might have missed it, all it does is blind from a distance, I'm nihilistic/ Verse II - Bleached contaminants the deep catalyst for my sleep paralysis, providing Greek analysis/ since I was Deemed a freak, inhabitant meet the beast, keeping me from being inadequate/, Well oiled machinery, self-loathe eatery to cell phone screening down to velcro feeding me/, I'm a slob overworked frolicking hurt dreamt of lob city to slipping like Bob Odenkirk/, I'm dumb, but I don't Conversate with dumber, I observate then contemplate the combination puncher/, who calms the waves on the way to jaw & face to stun ya, he pause & waits spots a break then congregates the thunder/, I'm the morbid soul's excess, decorum's on exit, triggered by the Forums on reddit/ cold cortisol beverage sort of hold leverage on this borderline disorder controlling organized headaches/ Chorus - The more things change, they stay the same, I watch the world pass my crosshairs & I'm taking aim/, till I'm empty, don't tally up the score, hit the peaks valleys then the core/, the more things change, they stay the same, I watch the world pass by they forgot how to say my name/, if the sun rose I might have missed it, all it does is blind from a distance, I'm nihilistic/ Verse III - Y'all will never be my equals but is that projecting, deflecting unworthiness/, my conception brought about a whirlwind thru a world of sin burglary & urges of murdering/ but flirtatious fervor with the fur faced is worser than, still I'm more balanced than the state that the world is in/, weened out by the archaic obsolete, cleaned house partaker of the non-complete/, my imitations led to blueprints, your limitations is your shoe print, the basis of your loose-ends/, how long does cell preservation take, patient bays keeping hope afloat in self deprivation tanks/, so lemme get back em Black Adam strapped magnum opus blast kats until they lack atoms/, toe dip 'fore you fold lips, lock and load clips wipe a whole strip like a nose drip/ Chorus - The more things change, they stay the same, I watch the world pass my crosshairs & I'm taking aim/, till I'm empty, don't tally up the score, hit the peaks valleys then the core/, the more things change, they stay the same, I watch the world pass by they forgot how to say my name/, if the sun rose I might have missed it, all it does is blind from a distance, I'm nihilistic/

Verse I (uMaNg) - Check it out, f*ck your good morning, you can shove & break your foot on it, I leave the fake Suge Knights in our hood haunted/, the masked devil, urban legend I dash with a black rental & cast metal up through your glass window/ I spit rhodium the rolling barrel eclipse all of you wordsmith till I'm in the Smithsonian/ I represent the podium & smash it to pieces, watch slivers scratch your eyes while they stab in the deep-end/ standing & screaming you ain't got no fan in the ceiling, bars like my label they ain't got no plan to release 'em/ lion's grit, rule with an iron fist, move on the silent tip, while y'all get me confused for the rising wind/, I'm bound to stop time, my rounds as loud as a glock-nine & inclination the sound of a dropped dime/, you down to rock rhymes, I'll have you concussed, out-shined & see your stars rotate counter-clockwise/, no amount of stop signs equal any sh*ts given, you live gimmicks, you're caricature a crisp image/ I carry the verse as condensed liquids then bury the dirt like cement mixers to marry the Earth & then kiss her/, I even brought flowers, suited-up & dropped out of life, open the box of elements & hopped down it/, I kick that moonshine addiction till you blue, blind with sickness, rap & death is a full-time commitment/ Chorus - (D REV) I,Smoke reefer yes Don’t,Don’t need your stress Owe,Only your head You,hold secrets that’s nothing. ...I can see why you deceitful I see right thru some people so, I,Do hustle deep Can ,Do what I please Tell,Who’s just a scheme Who’s ,You bustas be BLUFFIN...So I keep the heat discrete on me when feet on concrete Verse II (Halfcut) - Yo f*ck these rappers & the rappers that they imitate, I'm doper than the lines that you choppin' on your dinner plate/ I've been a great, my soul never disintegrate, these stars fall faster than a Ferrari on the interstate/, get up out my way & watch me innovate, when I'm in the zone, fucking up these beats has always been a trait/, I've been the sh*t, since a young-in in a booster chair, and always keep a chick that keep me harder than medusa's stare/ the truth is here, you ain't gotta look no further now, I wrote it down so it's premeditated murder blaow/, my mind spinnin' the studio my kitchen cheffin' up the divine wisdom & flip it like dime pitchin'/ it's the, kid that always keep a dime with him, or a nickel & two pennies these hoes I got too many/, these flows I got too nice, I'm raising these bars up, smackin' celebrities the only way that we starstruck/ Chorus - (D REV) I,Smoke reefer yes Don’t,Don’t need your stress Owe,Only your head You,hold secrets that’s nothing. ...I can see why you deceitful I see right thru some people so, I,Do hustle deep Can ,Do what I please Tell,Who’s just a scheme Who’s ,You bustas be BLUFFIN...So I keep the heat discrete on me when feet on concrete

Chorus - Sins of the father, too dense to be rinsed off with water, the stench is too grim for the martyrs/ we inch little farther from God, authors of destruction, move citizens to the slaughter/ Sins of the father, too dense to be rinsed off with water, cleanse off the dead with the markers/, scatter seeds for the Rebirth, revered by the ether, heatseekers steered by the reaper/ Verse I - Embraced hands out the wastelands, got spraycans at the waist to deface landmarks then disintegrate/, snort it like starlight coke then vandalize Graceland/, frags at your playpen mags made of snake skin fragmented raybans black tinted raid vans/, you Zoom when I say when consumers will come to find the dark side of the moon was a spray tan/, I sense doom at the apex, dunes that are makeshift tombs, produced out of fake sand/ grew out the matrix, greul in my plate so cruel what to do when you ruled by the ancients/, consume the fume inhalation a man of, few mutilations a mutant of races/, in a room full of masons his muse is abusing erasers induced from a latex/ them wheels on the bus, they doned turned into meals on the truck been concealed by the rust/ Chorus - Sins of the father, too dense to be rinsed off with water, the stench is too grim for the martyrs/ we inch little farther from God, authors of destruction, move citizens to the slaughter/ Sins of the father, too dense to be rinsed off with water, cleanse off the dead with the markers/, scatter seeds for the Rebirth, revered by the ether, heatseekers steered by the reaper/ Verse II - Rotted teeth with a shoot first philosophy, rather die 'fore the first colonoscopy/, the inner sphere of a sinner's fear, image clear, projecting opposite ends of the thinnest mirror/, the wind is mere stealth dash my apprentice here hellstaff bound to spellcast every hemisphere/ ear for the speaker, tears for the weaker, check for the ketchup packets smeared on a t-shirt/, Hanford was the mold then deleted like caches, the hands were made of clones that excreted to the masses/, plant it right home leave the cleaning to the hazards, Stanford like dome MIT was there to master/, enDeared by the seeker of the final sequence, likened to the trident shiva in the eye of the deceiver/, tenderize demons that are found in the central mind of reason shut em down when you winterize the season/ Chorus - Sins of the father, too dense to be rinsed off with water, the stench is too grim for the martyrs/ we inch little farther from God, authors of destruction, move citizens to the slaughter/ Sins of the father, too dense to be rinsed off with water, cleanse off the dead with the markers/, scatter seeds for the Rebirth, revered by the ether, heatseekers steered by the reaper/

Chorus - Rata-tat-tat tattered cape in the cadillac, loaded shotgun while I'm waving a battle axe/, stole fire in defiance of the godz, stashed the heat, & supplied it to the mobs/ Rata-tat-tat tattered cape in the cadillac, going without sun better brace for an avalanche/, let the customers fiend it, watch em tear each other apart, while I snort the dust from a Phoenix/ I - Hired man brain chilling in a skillet, fried out my mind thoughts spilling to the ceiling/, Mind over matter, sublime with the chatter put the .9 to your abdomen & line up the hammer/ let the Whole grain, climb up the ladder from your spine thru the back of from behind out your eye as a lacrim/, Lord willing desecrate the mind of a chapel took a bite of infested rotted flies in the apple/ if you fly off the handle, your flight is a gamble launch projectiles specially designed to dismantle/, the Soul of a dead poet, while your door's deadbolted, I keep eyes on you like possessed portraits/, sitting on gold with my legs folded gun jammed push the envelope like distressed postmen/, incoming wave on my left shoulder breath sober drunk off the metal in the fresh molten/ Chorus - Rata-tat-tat tattered cape in the cadillac, loaded shotgun while I'm waving a battle axe/, stole fire in defiance of the godz, stashed the heat, & supplied it to the mobs/ Rata-tat-tat tattered cape in the cadillac, going without sun better brace for an avalanche/, let the customers fiend it, watch em tear each other apart, while I snort the dust from a Phoenix/ Verse II - Bad blood from the bathtub splashed up accelerated pouring out the doors of the elevator/, a true sign that the wealthy rose, needle self-imposed, lethal injection but a healthy dose/ Hope I bite the dust early, God isn't trust worthy made of 70%, water yet I'm bloodthirsty/ starved for attention gas the breathers or they'll have to feed us, eat my words down em with a glass of acid reflux/, empty clips inside of packed arenas, the MP6 will sound the sirens for the deaf & lead em back to Jesus/, pull-out orchids from my backpocket, wow an orphan till I sell out of his organs on the black market/, vultures feasting on it's eaten carcass chased, by the eagle squawking I'll step to it's body & delete the contents/, I never asked to be born, yet I never questioned my place on this axis deformed/ Chorus - Rata-tat-tat tattered cape in the cadillac, loaded shotgun while I'm waving a battle axe/, stole fire in defiance of the godz, stashed the heat, & supplied it to the mobs/ Rata-tat-tat tattered cape in the cadillac, going without sun better brace for an avalanche/, let the customers fiend it, watch em tear each other apart, while I snort the dust from a Phoenix/

Verse I - Peep the Unspoken words from the once known, gun toting nerd in his lungs throat a blood soaken verse off his tongue floats/, punch-in thug quotes to swerve off the crumb folk, you got some nerve to blurt I was once dope/, my chamber doors revolve like a game of roulette, I'll decorate your brain a new mess/ the aim is too wet, I'll change your fragrance you'll gain a new breath,..I'll reanimate you in death/ survived by a clone, why is the Thought of murdering a man easier than buying a home/, in the worst of times ego gets the best of me, so when it comes to disasters I got recipes/ ingredients galore smack dab in the middle of the greedy & the poor I'll greet you at the door/ watch the world burn as we kick our feet up on the porch/ Chorus - If it's my last day on Earth, I'll ride with none of y'all, I do this for dolo/, stick to my guns by the boatloads a hundred K, poke your head out the door it's another stray/, if it's my last way to burst, I do this for dolo, don't believe in your own smoke, it was written a sudden fate, if it's your last page on Earth then for me it's another day/ Verse II - Earth shattering at cracking letters, straight at the center, I'm tearing families apart then gluing em back together/, no remedy equal so I tap on my poison pen to craft my legacy sequel/ gambling work, handling dirt I'd get in my bag if I didn't remind me, when I stole, out my grandmother's purse/, when she broke her hip, them nurses laughed at her agony, that shit's attached to the back of me/ when thinking on her, let off shots just to ring in honor make em eat lead shoot the pipes in they drinking water/, this uncomfortable realness, my music out to move heads, until I succumb to the stillness/, I'm Chained to my rhymes & I'm begging for mercy, a slave to my mind but my memory serves me/, I Fell in this void my leash shorter than a felon employed, a mere bum that you smell & avoid/ Chorus - If it's my last day on Earth, I'll ride with none of y'all, I do this for dolo/, stick to my guns by the boatloads a hundred K, poke your head out the door it's another stray/, if it's my last way to burst, I do this for dolo, don't believe in your own smoke, it was written a sudden fate, if it's your last page on Earth then for me it's another day/

Intro - Ladies & Gentlemen, we thank you for coming out to the show. How are y'all doing out there tonight? Beautiful, beautiful. Well, first of all we'd like to thank all the kids & families who joined us here on this wonderful evening. We've got a very, very special song that we'd like to play for you right now. Chorus - I'm in the belief, if heaven is directly at our feet, I stomp it out blessed is the heat, the Flame's to be weaponized longer, I'll let it ride farther with it, whether come hell or high water/, yo, I'm in the belief, if heaven is directly at our feet, stomp it out lesson to the weak chill, better recognize martyrs, my rep is my honor I'll Die with it come hell or high water/ Verse I - They question, my authenticity, I answer in the fakest fashion, gauge reaction then break they faces after/ into fragments, four star felon I pour it on a poor semaritan in a Porsche force him to bail it/, envy, out your pores I can smell it don't let me squeeze on y'all trying to play me I'll turn you back into NPCs/, don't reject me the finger wag gets your liver stabbed purify your blood attach filters where you spillin' at/, Turn the studio to a demolition, it's apartheid when the spark fly, all you see is dark skies/ from premonition the fever pitch, make your dogs cry I'll ice em deceased, they'll stop feeling drips when they thoughts dry/, Hope you get the memorandum, or get your memoirs handled posthumously from scrapping metal at random/, tune out the fandom, pull out the canons invite foes I want my fans to perform sacrifices at live shows/ Chorus - I'm in the belief, if heaven is directly at our feet, I stomp it out blessed is the heat, the Flame's to be weaponized longer, I'll let it ride farther with it, whether come hell or high water/, yo, I'm in the belief, if heaven is directly at our feet, stomp it out lesson to the weak chill, better recognize martyrs, my rep is my honor I'll Die with it come hell or high water/ Verse II - II - Flesh off the chopping block straight to the incinerator, no sin is greater though they still finna celebrate us/ skills breathe life into this ventilator dopamine administrator whole team, go-between facilitator/, guns smoking & knives out, so how we 'spossed to move the needle, without son poking his eyes out/, fish scale within the gills, your short term memory earned you a long barrel in your grill/ every Verse out my spine that was served down the line exhausted me, I was burnt out my mind/ hit the brakes & reversed out the sky, they say you gotta crawl 'fore you walk but I learned on the fly/, meteoric rise of the mediocre I'm under suspicion cause you slumped over leaning on your evening sofa/, lord testify forgive me while I undress the rhyme have it sit on the job while I stand the test of time/

Verse I - Ayo my mind too fixed to go for broke, a man of two extremes, I'll have your broken nose or I'll overdose/ run your motorhome, off the road in the frozen snow, pullover see if you a corpse or just comatose/, when you plateau there's bound to be dips, your bones crunch louder than chips, turning up will get you down in this ditch/, deVoured & shit, back in the ground to be pulled out of again, then reloaded as a round in my clip/ that's all she wrote, every Article of clothing is a particle eroding till your molecules are floating/ I'm back at em, quick to reduce kids when I bruise hips, maybe over the top but you under the influence/, reVert a fluent, speaker to broken language, hold his face in a bowl of alphabet soup till he chokes in anguish/, off to the races take your odds-on favorite to the woodshed, then beat a dead horse while I poke it's brains in/ Chorus - You see them car brights, blink? you heading for the starlight, think, can't hide without blowing your spots, once the trunk pop this turncoat / You see them car brights, you heading for the starlight/, we Tie loose ends with the holes in ya knot, it's origami way you fold in a box/ Verse II - Are you not entertained, pull up, on your block in a range, chopper aimed emptying pockets & change/ watches & rings lockets & chains locked in the safes, drop your wallets & turn to walk the opposite way/ pray that they find you killed, if not guaranteed you walking around alive & well with survivor's guilt/, sippin' wine distilled, these spring chickens scramble they selves but still can't provide a meal/, your gunz aBlaze when, mine's concealed, I bust shots when I suicide dive behind the driver's wheel/, there's deVotion in a kill, you floating in a well this pump's a body of water you hear the ocean in the shells/ & each Round is consecutive, when they let my record spin it stops from exhaustion, till it gets a second wind/, I'll let y'all shine even shoot the breeze fire hot lead until my polar opposites melt a few degrees/ Chorus - You see them car brights, blink? you heading for the starlight, think, can't hide without blowing your spots, once the trunk pop this turncoat / You see them car brights, you heading for the starlight/, we Tie loose ends with the holes in ya knot, it's origami way you fold in a box/

Hook - Better fasten your belt, there's more than one way to crash into hell, ask my pops he poured gas on himself/, take a trip where the bullet riddled cannibals dwell, volcanic ash being smoked while they stabbing themselves/ The inhabitants, we render all things inanimate, it's either our life or yours deemed inadequate/, bio-engineered to get the drop, designed to self-destruct override file isn't here/ I - This the Revamp, freelance lense finna snap you in a deep trance filthy writtens cleaning house with neat hands/, Flushing down vomit on the weekends, head up in the clouds nonchalant where my feet land/, plucking limbs Off of each ant, you'll go blind trying to read the freak's hand, a bad beat guaranteed I'm off the deep-end/, the dream is chilling in a warm suburb, instead of chilling dreams waking me in cold sweats & drawn covers/, don't bother to scream revolver down your column make it harder to speak & the only time that you armed to the teeth/, y'all claim y'all hungry, but who you really starving to be, I got this art to a tee sleeveless, farther my reach/, say your prayers 'fore I altar a knee, I'll slaughter a father of three lick the salt off his daughters that weep/, arose from a dystopian goo, squeezed through mother's cancerous fallopian tube/ Hook - Better fasten your belt, there's more than one way to crash into hell, ask my pops he poured gas on himself/, take a trip where the bullet riddled cannibals dwell, volcanic ash being smoked while they stabbing themselves/ The inhabitants, we render all things inanimate, it's either our life or yours deemed inadequate/, bio-engineered to get the drop, designed to self-destruct an override file isn't here/ II - You going out tonight, from bullet holes bleeding out in pints & if you still somehow alive I'll stick another round inside Too stubborn to quit, this slippery slope had me to coming to grips my edge on reality blunt at the tip/ I don't grab heat, out the oven with mits, I let the burn cauterize so no fingerprints smother the clip/, I am Rediscovered, not the fine print read above it, I'm all the terms you agreed to suffer/, if you in breech of contract next time you seen in public you'll be spread over this jam in-between the gutter/, they say my anger's misplaced, I think course correction is a perfect fit, when I strangle mistakes/, take your Angles and I'm scaring em straight, judging rappers sentencing them to a structure from a Narrative space/, I'm reBooted, y'all tripping off the shoestring with each movement watch for downfall or drown next time you stream music/ Hook - Better fasten your belt, there's more than one way to crash into hell, ask my pops he poured gas on himself/, take a trip where the bullet riddled cannibals dwell, volcanic ash being smoked while they stabbing themselves/ The inhabitants, we render all things inanimate, it's either our life or yours deemed inadequate/, bio-engineered to get the drop, designed to self-destruct an override file isn't here/

Bridge - These, few, precious, moments, bleed, through, flesh is, broken/ renew, blessed focus, wings, do, venture, oceans/ Chorus - Everything, placed in my hands break, from the cradle to the stake it's a mass grave/, these figurines like, sand from a glass way they pass through my grasp & collapse on the path/, back onto ash Verse I - Palm molded in the grip, holding a brick, exploding a clip, that's gon be exploring your bits/ notorious hits, floor you in your Ford Taurus then dip, on the skinny I'll pour you a drip/, shards sticking out my knuckles from a fit of rage tongue in a bitter state, sharper than a spinning blade/, winner takes all until they bait & switch dinner plates gorilla space, spread your limbs throughout the interstate/ to rid the taste, my ghost could step through any motion censor smoke detector the ocean trench, to the 4th dimension/, if things were up to me, I'd be in the lap of luxury, gold stashed under trees naps from the beach/ but instead I'll cut you free, from this life let your stomach bleed gut you real slow to catch you up to speed/, you'll have your ego shattered, skull fractured in an evil manner serve your dome piece on the evening platter/ Chorus - Everything, placed in my hands break, from the cradle to the stake it's a mass grave/, these figurines like, sand from a glass way they pass through my grasp & collapse on the path/, back onto ash Everything placed in my hands break, from the cradle to the stake it's a mass grave/, these figurines like sand from a glass way they pass through my grasp & collapse onto ash, delicate as porcelain/ Verse II - Colder than a weathered soul humans are the obstacle but I'll leave you floating as a stepping stone/ boulder than the shoulders that the head is on, eyes dormant I'll erase all your life's moments when the weapon's drawn/ crime tape, stretched in all ways 'cept my crawl space decked in all-gray, the inspector brought waves/ questioned suspects down the checkered hallway, left in broad day cuz the eyewitness sketch was off-base/, what's with the gun threats & crews dying, let the buzz nest with brews when the sunsets & moonshines/, but once the blood sweat & blues dry, you'll become drenched with wounds when the flood executes lives/, broken glass in your open tabs, cursor poking scabs watch the blood trickle down your throat & gag/, I think I thirst anguish can't stop the nerves shaking, y'all feel uMaNg even if this ain't your first language/ Chorus - Everything, placed in my hands break, from the cradle to the stake it's a mass grave/, these figurines like, sand from a glass way they pass through my grasp & collapse on the path/, back onto ash Everything placed in my hands break, from the cradle to the stake it's a mass grave/, these figurines like sand from a glass way they pass through my grasp & collapse onto ash, delicate as porcelain/