I’m on that otherNo other with a flow like himPoisonous style, that’s the reason they don’t bite himNo TitanI’m more like a Lyken writingStrive em like triton my spider sense are quiet enticingWhen I’m in the booth it’s curtainsWhen I’m in the streets, its loveI’m simply doing what I doGiving the people what they wantSo eclecticEsotericShock them like my soul is electricThe west coast cherish my expertiseThis sound is astounding, got them bouncing like trampolinesTell me who aint feeling meI show you a haterIt’s either that or I’m the type of artist they afraid ofYo momma warned ya about those monsters under the bedNow I’m hereThis time we come in peace and that’s to reverse your fearSerious as the DoGodOriginal son of the SunI’m shinning bright in yo livesAnd since I’m in the image of it, leave them like oh my god
I’m tryin find something to feelBut I can’t relate cuz I’m realIt’s what the people been waiting forI couldn’t make them wait no more

I grind seven circles round them until they dizzyBy the way my project sellYa’ll can tell I’ve been getting busyIt’s time to separate the artist from crooksSpeaking of truths that can’t be found within the ink of a bookYou only intelligent artificially, we for realI’m way to ill with skill and I be writing songs they can feelI saw the format and said F itI’m working for selfNever let another provide your definition for wealthThis is deeper than rapWe teaching life lessonsMathematic habits, addicts for progressPutting the paper in proper context…
The older new, the newer the olderDon’t really matterWe toast to the truthLive and breathing, DOB from the Beach thoughI’m planting seeds to eventually see all my trees growAnd for I let you out of schoolI need to know you found the toolsTo build your pyramid, word to my brotha Howard HughesLOTLA
I had to give it to them rawYa’ll making my city look badWith yo basic a** flowYou gang bangingThat’s oldWhere your bars at?Gotta check your car faxYou ain’t official with this rap shitBecause if it ain’t jewels, clothes or ratchetsYou lostI was born and breed for thisYou can tell I’m a specialist?With this microphone excellencePessimistic got my blessednessYour hood stripes don’t qualify you to represent thisAint the land of the zebrasMore likeShock the achieversNo, this is not the arena for your ego and prideWe pry open hearts to see if any eagles inside…
I got this juiceWith orange…in the boothMan all of you rapper boofAnd until you prove otherwiseJust give credit where it is dueMany have tried and failedThey still aint F’in with LouDucking the truth like Catholic priestLyrically I show cyphers what a disaster beIt’s a masterpiece.

Am in too far or in too deep
Up all nite for 2 weeks and still can't sleepNo doubt we cuttin close
its the life I choseAll this for countin paper can't thumb my nose 4In the game I'm a player -and soldiers do the coachinEverybody got a plan- few can put it all in motion
ain't no magic potion - for us to get the paper
Didnt listen back in school now I'm sittin on a caper 8Gotta be a money maker- American societyPreaching bout that piety - issues wit sobriety
Tissues for the missus of enlisted veterans cryinWhen the dyin suits ell chatter but the money's all that matters 12In a panic people scatter- I'm focused the goal-If somebody use a weapon then we'll never see parole
Shit is Hotter than a stove - ya mama set to broil
Son We do it all together to my team Im stayin loyal

Igot my the wheel in my left hand what?I got the steel in. My right hand what?I got my eyes on the door time to settle the scorewhen dey make out the building put my foot to the floor
I'm ready I'm readyAnd I gotta keep this thing on steady
Gotta keep a grip cuz my palms all sweatyAin't no doubt about it cuz u know I stay ready- steady
Cased out the joint now I'm waitin on the first moveV8 hummin I'm in first u should know dudeChecking out my rear view lookin for a crown Vic
Hard to to get a bead on the beast cuz the streets thick 4Staring at the clock cuz I know it's been a long timePromised dey was gettin in and out call it quik crime
Rollin out - cant do it till they in the ride5 minutes they inside seemin like its 45 8Calm down- lemme take a deep breath
Cuz if I lose my cool here den we most defGoing to pen - so I gotta win
Hit a lick and then we never doin this again 12Listen in -to the cops on the cbHat low black tint can't see meWaitin on a move now its time to step
Yo I think I see the blues now its time to dip 16
Igot my the wheel in my left hand what?I got the steel in. My right hand what?I got my eyes on the door time to settle the scorewhen dey make out the building put my foot to the floor
I'm ready I'm readyAnd I gotta keep this thing on steady
Gotta keep a grip cuz my palms all sweatyAin't no doubt about it cuz u know I stay ready- steady

There was a time,

I was a rebel,

I had a temper,

In my Bones.

The wicked hand,

That dealt me jokers,

A single magpie,

Dressed in gold.




She always fly’s away from home,

She’ll always be my northern star.




It’s gonna take a miracle,

I’m shallow and I’m cynical,

It’s gonna take a miracle,

Reciprocal, unbearable.

But breathlessly I hope to feel.




You say our love is spoken silent,

You’ll never guess who we told,

Is that a mark on your shoulder?

That makes you older than your years.




And Now we are running on our own,

God Knows where we’ll be.




It’s gonna take a miracle,

I’m shallow and I’m cynical,

It’s gonna take a miracle,

Reciprocal, unbearable.

But breathlessly I hope to feel.




We’re un-armed but we’re dangerous,

And we’ve been fighting all our lives.

And I’ve been asking what is wrong with us,

And I’ve been waking up with lies.







It’s gonna take a miracle,

I’m shallow and I’m cynical,

It’s gonna take a miracle,

Reciprocal, unbearable.

But breathlessly I hope to feel.