Got no hole for which to hide Now days folks is like haunted homes with no ghost inside Sinister as fuck but none the less it was zilch to find Chills the spine Old man Jenkins types will take y’all for a quick ride Jack your shit and drop you off before midnight Take off the mask like yo much obliged (it’s me) it was me the whole time Give good guys guns see if they Tryna fight Put five on it like the future gonna be bright (bet) make it double if stacks is light Jokes aside I’ll feel rich as fuck when I double my money in just one night Ten bucks up Walk Like the worlds on fire and I’m guilty of every crime Like it’ll all be fine It’ll all be fine Sometimes it’s damned if you do Others it’s when you don’t I remember when Lizard tears fell into the smoke City blocks was claimed later that same afternoon as autonomous zones My ex girl said it needed to be more about love I said That shits mad dumb Tequila danced on a perfect alcoholic tongue and that was all she could’ve wrote y’all already know The answer to my death will be unprecedented truths When thats the here and now I’ll keep it on the low just to show how we reap and sow Carve that several miles deep on a cemetery stone Stupid is as stupid does but none the wiser some have gambled for a title and a throne Others are keeping it real gone to fucked in the throes The karmas kinda flawed but it’s also yours to own

God speed your drowning sorrows Prayder will Hungry wolves Shadow box Carrions Picasso’d Weary spirits tired souls Sigil bound Circle back I come around You Thrown shade it growed you bitter like Black liqueurs with promise to make you sicker My Home sweet home is stormy weather sweatshirt said it better profound the way they spitted i don’t like shit I don’t go out there Don’t mean to dupe you people but you people are smoke and mirrors And Disassociation is as light as feathers and that’s shits a heavy cross to bear Didn’t make you stronger you got left for dead and it showed you what the fuck the difference is I’ll count your shitty quips and you can one handed count the digits of how many fucks I give Cast a couple stones and cave my glass house in That’s why my mother should’ve named me with a vowel to carry for my hiss of id Keep your sentiments I’ll keep my shoulder chipped God speed your drowning sorrows Prayder will Hungry wolves Shadow box Carrions Picasso’d Weary spirits tired souls Sigil bound Circle back I come around Heart wants what It wants Just Might have a pick a bone drunk as fuck Might murmur the bang of your glock Rappers rap but miss the plot Hill to die on was thicker than blood Thick as mud Daps in the dark was misunderstood I’m known to stare right back like I wish you would Tattered tees Crooked teeth Past loves got tattooed in memoriam before I’m deceased Oldest tree forgot a new leaf White raven herrings is dipped in red Birds of a feather Us and them worst four letters was friends Feds They out for your head On life and to the end Only Word kept is cancellation or death Despite it all Yeezus resurrects Recipe for success is I’m the best The best Y’all frauds winter clothes when your globe gets hot Q said don’t trust it so trust it not The Whole game was bouilotte hand you’re dealt is all you got Bet the block If you win you win 86’d if it’s for naught The Catch 22 is 9 in 10 12 to 1 if all else goes according to plan It’s Not a murder We consider that a martyred man

In the winter we’ll watch the snow fall You Know it wont melt till solstice calls I watched the leaves kiss the dirt Full of hope that winds of change could grow from whispered words Planted every seed intent and firm Harvest wasn’t much and still the world goes round tides turn Shoehorned it all nonetheless it was lessons learned Still can’t speak On how that one hurt And who you are when it’s not enough that you got your daily bread earned Old photos, the cursive Became the mark of a curse, an ode to how a brighter star burns That’s her and That moments gone in just a moment no matter how you yearn Abandoned the narrative right quick read the quiet parts like I thought you was fucking deaf Faustian propositions That gerrymander only darker places Torn the ligaments you treaded Nestled light breaths snug in your breasts Confessed To do more with less Cold last words Robert Johnson might’ve said Voice gray and grizzled, one eye cocked goofy a cigarette dangling off his chin Bittersweet when the devil took the life straight out him Got me some type of way when it’s romantic that in the end I wish it was you and me again In the winter we’ll watch the snow fall You Know it wont melt till solstice calls It’s Lonely when you feel it in your bones Human souls out of binary code spelled it sold Devils over machine men shoulders like “what it do though” Told em tilt the cameras and aim low thought it presidential when the Ghost of things past stole his show Better than we got Let’s give him a go That’s where we’re at, where I was the words scribbled chapters and wrote the book Alias was signed “no where to run” What’s done had to be done Just might’ve been My fathers son Regret isn’t feeling through the past it’s a silhouette in the shine of the sun Wasn’t the shine of your love It was duppy tricks casted of wicked blood But then who would I be to speak ill on that lest we forget when you said “us” Haunted at every dusk blue eyes lit the room, you were bandaged where I was cut Live out my days fore I let that turn to dust Ship sailed and then got lost at sea Flowed with the current while our vitriol grew old and sweet Ticked blessings in Roman numberals Dully noted my role in it all 2 sides of a coin Lost time 10 years later you’ll still be in every rhyme In the winter we’ll watch the snow fall You Know it wont melt till solstice calls

Our father Prayer hands over bread, wine and holy water Blood and body like oil to Rome fires Not tryna end it all, it was always already ended and over Said in the final hour the world was ours Ice caps wither Atlas shrugs A cold shoulder In it together Rather do it alone hitchhikers guide porpoises like thanks for the fish (so long) Answer was 42 No punchline to the joke Felt like a hoax so I called it what it is rigged Chaplin flicks sadly relevant a century in Life imitates art that’s why most of us don’t got shit Aes rock was wrong Life’s a bitch 40s for the irreverent like jah bless Gloria gaynor I survived G’s got Prices on heads Tartigrade patronuses I got 9 lives Chris Johnson dippin outta district 9 Emcees Tears inked in skin Never a drop shed dodge felonies live with the sins Survival mode on the set No blank checks No love it was only for sex Skin to flesh Not tryna actualize tryna manifest that I protect my neck Inspect a deck Let the decibels crawl till dusty speakers R.I.P. Habeas corpus show me the body it Won’t set you free Thats that Staring at the abyss staring back at crooked teeth Deals with devils songs to sing It’s pretty strange Reality is stranger That’s what got em that’s the thing It’s not the spoon that bends Silver linings stupid games Most of y’all don’t got shit to say Sall getting old ima older soul you can’t count the rings 40s for the irreverent like jah bless Gloria gaynor I survived G’s got Prices on heads Tartigrade patronuses I got 9 lives Chris Johnson dippin outta district 9 Emcees Tears inked in skin Never a drop shed dodge felonies live with the sins

red rum urgent was written mirroring adjacent to Inhuman places makes monster humans Worlds a vampire Nosferatu out the village Gin on his breath smelled like death in the fam on Christmas Like Burned bridges like aye that’s my mistress Keep your homies close I’d rather hold the others closest Anxiety is knowing just who can’t be trusted That’s a body in the closet My G I was born to the rising sign of not who your dawg is Don’t mind me I’m Just tryna get your girls WAP wet She Called Day after sayin its a medical condition technicolor pussy flipped To couldn’t get seen for treatment Then trauma from hospice They Said the world is over Can’t fuck with most of y’all anyway The habit doesn’t make the monk Habitually i been waiting for the rapture Explained it quiet but played his tiniest violin loud Denounce Camels nose don’t give a ounce Nostalgia a burn victim in your crowd Miasma Lost Z’s The couch is where you sleep” No reprieve Hymns from horse hair and sheep gut strings The price was steep hope it’s worth it in the end Olive branch stems Extend that’s how you lose limbs Picker of poisons Ima history repeater you’ll find me in the gold room Put it on the yellow wu Sisteen Ratchets plays fools Judas name of the village Forgiveness but only for hos As for the rest I don't bury the hatchet They Said the world is over Can’t fuck with most of y’all anyway El habito no hace al monje Habitually i been waiting for the rapture

Survival is to stay trust less We don’t know sun worship round here just recoil on the axis Holy trinity on the revolver fore the cards is counted those numbers is apocalypse horses Recur a shudder Pennies in the well for well wishers All that shit you talk is cheap Odd fairy tale ends Ima blind seer Palm lines read, ima call the ebb and flow and stop a wave Not a king I’d rather find a lonelier place than the top to be Never speak In daylight plain unseen Out of mind I don’t associate with any of who the fuck you might be Ravens beak, hos in mimicry suspicious of the creed Breathe don’t blink Never speak Never speak Know the names but not the faces Lit the sage with your arraignments Austere dances Bet you’re not who say you are Kubrick stares I keep my jaw clenched and Narrow in the iris Fuck your aum mani padme hum It’s too late for that Nirvana in retrograde that’s a environ of it’s own Your Blessings is fools Gold count your vices Brick by brick I’ll build a Babel tower just to show you we don’t speak the same language My circadian; West side Gunn noises A mouth of diamonds comes around like Dead lights Y’all are helter skelter Manson with the NXIVM branded I’m Helen Keller I’m dodging voices Heavy eyes tied hands Waning Hour glass sands Wait around find out The snake finds its own tail to chew Doesnt matter if it’s wine in the glass tastes like vermouth Cheap perfume Stains the tongue ugly like you didn’t pay much for that tattoo Those who know know that they were born to lose Know the names but not the faces Lit the sage with your arraignments Austere dances Bet you’re not who say you are Kubrick stares I keep my jaw clenched and Narrow in the iris