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Track Name: mulch. (Prod. by Canis Major)
Started from the bottom, lower than dirt,
Know that heart-pacin’ when the cops got ya on high alert,
Behave like a spring flower and blossom,
Grow wilder than the Congo, never ever stoppin',

Smoke that sativa, float like Shiva,
Enter my zone end up like Sonny Corleone,
Flows oceanic cause I got reefer,
Burnin L’s till I got a compound like Capone,

Penetrate through any stormy weather,
From Maine where it’s so cold you never,
Leave the house, warmin’ up off cannabis smoke outs,
We’re the echoes of savages, tryin’ to drink in times of drought,

From where it’s negative 22, where they point .44s to feel brute,
Takes a lot to plot out these caged zoos,
Patience is a virtue, but boldness is too,
So I dare to, takin’ risks like D.A.R.E dared us to do,

Higher than Pluto, plottin’ new loopholes,
Homeland in superbloom,
Time goin’ super vrooooom,
Homeland in superbloom,
Whole life in superbloom,
Whole Foods in the livin’ room,
No tolls on the scenic route,
Homeland in superbloom,

Global warmings not when I meant,
When I said I didn’t want live in a cold world,
There are no black and white issues,
Stay in the gradient/grey-diant, or go through what’ve been through,

14 chuggin’ Smirnoff, tokin’ kief in a daze in Sullivan,
16 sleepin’ on a half pound hidden under the cushion,
18 cheatin’ on a cheater, heart burnin’ for real lovin’,
20 still sleepin’ at my parents, had to get up and get my own or be nothin’,

Trying to change perceptions like a tornados direction,
First mine then the masses minds, harder than turnin a dime to a trillion,
Flyin off magic I puff with dragons, readin elder's scrolls, fade till oblivion,
Learn then reimagine, redefine, rebuild, create your own passion,

I like that shit that sounds like creaky pipes and drunken nights,
Yet I rise in the early with roosters, paint flowers and go on hikes,
Sounding like a Portlandia-based dyke who daily takes her bike,
But I’m just bein’ me, livin’ free, for once I’m feelin’ happy, (aight?!)

Higher than Pluto, plottin’ new loopholes,
Homeland in superbloom,
Time goin’ super vrooooom,
Homeland in superbloom,
Whole life in superbloom,
Whole Foods in the livin’ room,
No tolls on the scenic route,
Homeland in superbloom,
Track Name: Cannabis Sativa (Prod. by Modulatu Beats)
I don’t take the normal route, (no no)
I go that alternate, (alternative)
All the nonsense tryin’ harm my consciousness, I block it,
Watchin’ cops rocket by with cess crops in my pocket,

As I excel forward, my burnin’ joints pull inward,
A little intro story about me, started off awkward,
Then discovered that potluck, to be honest…
I love ganja like rastas love Jah,

All my brothers have sold baggies,
Started back when it was all illegally,
Got the stories, dodged every one of my felonies,
But some didn’t make it, take a moment to praise ‘em,

Light up for the lost warriors, then keep it groovin’
The wei-chi way of war, I keep in fluid motion,
Growin’ green like I got money trees,
I be tickled by the trichomes, feet in the aerial,

From musty basements of blunt blowing reggie,
To homegrown in the backyard, medical card handy,
From when the smoke passed through 153 like,
To two-story condos in Cali dabbin’ THC ice,

3 spliffs of cannabis as I drift to bliss,
Then take another hit just to feel a second lift,
Ooooh, up we go,
Like we just took off,

It’s gonna be a good flight, right through the night,
Light up that delirious, puffin’ on clouds like cirrus,
Yell at Siri to order a T3 at the local Taco Bell,
Puke it all up in the morning, but oh well,

All I toke is toxic, all I spit is conscious,
Balled since the days of adolescences,
Been plottin’ more than usual, got new agendas,
Got super sour in my pants, tucked,

Slow drivin’ in a low ride passin’ piff as we glide,
Got that exotic from my local flower shop,
Poke holes in the society that’s been tryin’ stop
Us from being who we wanna be, time for them to drop,

Days begin with sativa, end with convos with Shiva,
They told me I’m not a believer, right cause I’m a dreamer,
Not the only one, I roll with squadrons tight as J’s of reefer,
Race through the aether, spittin’ nothin’ but ether,

Burnin Bacchus vine, sippin’ on it’s wine,
Liberally looking for pleasure, founding new cities,
I mean I found a new place where life isn’t shitty,
Like Dionysus I’m just trying to throw festivities,

You’re taking risk within limits,
While I break boundaries by the minute,
Break down trees then revisit the vivid,
Higher levels I dip in, never livid, patience like a wizard,

Magical prose, pro of this pen shit,
Wingardium leviosa, I lift up off piff,
Spliffs to dismiss the stresses that exist,
Find bliss in the chaos, that’s life kids!

Sour skunk is my lifeblood,
Blue dreamin’ till I be love,
OG till the night gives me hugs,
Diesel ‘till my screen got bugs,

Kill a slab in 60 flat,
Shatter the sheet down to globs so fat,
Wax till my skull cracks,
Dab till my lungs collapse,

Up setting embers to herbal pleasures,
With my brothers blazing like those saddles,
Take it back like a bully stealing your rattle,
Surrounded by snakes in a constant battle,

Ignoring the evil voice with that apple,
Havin’ an evenin’ with Eve in Eden ‘till we crack skulls,
Buttin’ heads ‘till we bump uglies, make her feel full,
My fuel is that cold that the north got, feelin’ passions pull,

Just copped danks from the weed man,
Yanno it’s gonna be a good weekend,
Waitin’ for the cookies to kick in,
Watch time drift away as walls start crumblin’,


Friends start mumbling…
Remember back when we crumbled up…
Some people are sharks, (jaws!)
Some people are sheep, (baaah you bitch)

Some people are wolves,
Some people are foxes, (mischievous)
While a few strays fly high, (up, up)
I am the falcon, soaring,
Track Name: Sunflowers (Prod. by B.Young)
Wake up, bake up, cake up, (up, smoke, stack!)
Movin’ like a muthafuckin’ made man,
Broke the case, got the jewels and the plan,
And know how to skin the lamb, it’s the lion,

Melodies like sunflowers, pick a note and make a wish,
Take a toke and drift into that paradise bliss,
Unclench the fist on a day like this,
On a wave that kept, I flow like a daze,

Maneuvered through a maze most get melted in,
Take the smell in, this exotic à la Caribbean,
Barely an amateur but already got 8 albums, (this the 9th!)
By the time I’m major I’ll have a radio’s worth of tracks to bump,

Fuck the media, I’m just trying to get my lunch,
This that third grade fight for the last chocolate milk,
Sock ya in the mouth, take ya pop rocks and bounce,
Snap on a teacher, but never rat out either shit!

Prosper in disasters,
Like sunflowers growin’ under horrible masters,
Like sunflowers poppin’ out cracks in the sidewalks,
Like sunflowers super bloomin’ showing you life’s true colors,
x2

This that moment of silence,
Always in defiance of that unjust violence,
Reliance on nothin’, stick me a desert
An island, a tundra or a jungle, next day eatin’ dessert [dessrttt]

Work for it, I know I hated that, but then mastered the craft,
Adapted like updating your apps, built my own raft,
Sailed out the storms that hurt my people to their cores,
Forced myself to rise, cause I know I gotta get it for these guys,

From weaker tribes, but carved out a piece of the pie,
The bigger one, the one that emits those good vibes,
So now I totem pole built up to the sky, got the eagle eyes,
To see the biggest picture, then painted it, now my people a cit-y, [sit-eye]

Decipher and magnify, figure out the reason why,
It’ll lead you to the who, what, where, when and how, just try,
Let’s fly, I knew this Peter guy who taught me,
It’s been awhile, but you never forget truly,

Prosper in disasters,
Like sunflowers growin’ under horrible masters,
Like sunflowers poppin’ out cracks in the sidewalks,
Like sunflowers super bloomin’ showing you life’s true colors,
x3
Track Name: Lupins (Prod. by Kid Ocean)
Days of beauty, eyes so ruby,
Life like a movie, heist for high G’s,
Might deny myself nothing, I believe,
That I deserve all that comes to me,

Done with instability, rise like tides,
Mind like Ein’, smoke pine every time I rhyme,
Get them limes, green faces surround like I’m making y’all nauseous,
Pockets on profit while the clock keeps tick-tockin,

Been had these dreams since thirteen,
Not 2013, I mean when I was, got a decade of practicing,
Now mastering like I got a diploma in medicine,
Fuck a villain, always run with the good side, the rebellion,

​Don't you know the successful villains don’t have stories about ‘em?
So either be an outcast, get imprisoned or die infamous,
Your choice, better pick it quick before they take your voice,
Toss you out and get another front page fool to exploit,

“It could all be so simple” Ex-Factor Sample by Lauryn Hill
It could all be so easy,
We just have to stop destroying we,
Love the melody, let it move ya heartbeat,



From where the fields are full of lupins,
From where the flow is organic cause we next to the Atlantic,
From where the lobster makes our cheddar,
From where the cops try to do better, but end up making it harder,

From where the fall to spring passes like molasses,
From where the pills pop to start and end everyday,
From where the masses of people don’t feel hope on any given day,
From where life passes so quick most just hope to strangle Earth to get a lil’ pay,

Brittle hoods where they whittle wood and be like should
I leave behind all I know and find a place where I could fly?
No way! Denying any feeling of wanderlust,
These people stranded and still deny that they’re lost,

I wonder what would happen if they were tossed
Into a new situation full of novelty and told to swim or sink?
Would they find a new way to think and conquer the moment?
Or would they seize up and drop like an anchor to the bottom?

“It could all be so simple” Ex-Factor Sample by Lauryn Hill
It could all be so easy,
We just have to stop destroying we,
Love the melody, let it move ya heartbeat,
Track Name: Orchids (Prod. by TrillmaticBeats)
Meet me on the beach, she in a jumper,
Plunge head first into some flirtatious thirst,
Wavy, did you know she surfs seas?
Purse with the ‘cedes keys and a key of…

Coolin on the move and I’m cravin’ melon,
Dome my bone ‘till we make it home,
Flown higher than where the jet’s gone,
Pet her pussy on the lawn, got her meowin’,

I vow to take an hour longer your best, leave your bed a mess,
Leave your mind unstressed, cause the climaxes got no max,
I keep it going and going, call me the energizer bunny,
Hunny it ain’t funny how serious I be about makin’ ya love me,

Crave me like a carnivore that needs her meat,
Beat it up like Floyd, got her pink destroyed,
*shrieks!* all my neighbors hear while they sleep,
I keep a freak on speed dial, one beep and I get to beat,

Baby, baby,
Got me, got me,
Wifey thinkin', wifey thinkin',
Ooooh baby,

Keep it neat, then ruin the sheets,
Toke the finiest leaf and then rise like we the elite
And got a new luxury suite, can’t wait to see,
Can’t wait to slide and get my girl real high,

My next meal is your wife, I flow like I got no strife,
Casanova of the 21st, been trained on midnights,
The moonlight excites my appetite,
I know it’s not wrong, but is it right?

Slight shift to the right, slip her panties out of sight,
Got the clit in my mouth and I’m givin’ her delight,
Don’t bite, ehh… maybe I do,
Then I make another move, she moanin’ through,

I’m holdin’ onto a heaven that cannot be measured,
Golden is the moment and like her chest it’s treasured,
Like her ass and immediately need her address,
Tap a lady in a dress and feel yourself lose stress,

Baby, baby,
Got me, got me,
Wifey thinkin', wifey thinkin'
Ooooh baby,
Track Name: SEQUOIA (Prod. by BluntedBeatz)
Not the normal, find me hikin’ Sequoia trails,
I take that peculiar path, from the pines is where I hail,
Now I’m sunny side, redwood roamin’,
Home to the transients who keep love close and

I need new adjectives to describe the abject poverty I came
From, my pupils large as cherry pies, (wonderin’ why) why we so lame?
I mean I hate the name of this game, the creator and the players,
It’s a mission lookin’ for the mayor, someone’s gotta pay NOW!

Hate the scars, the sacred lands and the hateful cowards,
Been on a trek for awhile, my caravan coast-to-coast,
Throat scratchy like some Tiger just attacked me,
The jungles where you’ll find me, Macchu Pichu, Ctizen Itcha, Pyramids of Giza,


I don’t give a fuck if you think I’m gay cause I grow flowers,
I don’t give a fuck if you think I’m lame cause I rock Jordans,
I don’t give a fuck if you think I’m pussy cause I hate guns,
I don’t give a fuck if you think I’m wack cause I do what I want,

This life will be my style,
Since taggin’ bricks doin’ wildstyles,
High fellow rockin’ Coogis and flannels,
Oddball, screwball on an Odyssey tokin’ chlorophyll,

Up, up, doin’ midnight stuff,
Research, movie, twitter, reddit,
Netflix, tinder, pintrest, tumblr,
Facebook, a few forums and the news,

Gotta take it all in, cause it’ll be gone before the mornin’,
Intellect coursing through my veins,
Spite tippin’ the battle in my favor, ‘bout to get a fortune,
Tiradin’ through land raidin’ with my torch aflame,

Dodging baby mamas cause I got the wallet for abortion,
I got to college, then said fuck that, left ‘fore they took my portion,
They kept my scores but they can’t keep me from my source,
Forced to reboot, I’m ‘bout to come back more vengeful than the Norse,

Slow dance under sequoias that make skyscrapers seem small,
Tip toe through trees that are taller than Titans,
Slow dance under sequoias that make skyscrapers seem small,
Tip toe through trees that are taller than Titans,

I don’t give a fuck if you think I’m gay cause I grow flowers,
I don’t give a fuck if you think I’m lame cause I rock Jordans,
I don’t give a fuck if you think I’m pussy cause I hate guns,
I don’t give a fuck if you think I’m wack cause I do what I want,

Enjoyin’ vista views, sunsets, waterfalls and skies of blue,
I just amuse my muse, set the tone of only bright hues,
Let the neon rays brew into serene daydreams,
Fuck a pay raise, this those moments romance addicts fiend,

It’s about love, that’s all it ever was,
It’s about love, that’s all it ever is,

-break-


Part-Onyx, Part-The Chronic, part-Hooked on Phonics,
Part-Gin-and-Tonic, Part-FUCK-THAT!-hand-me-the-whole-bottle-of-Hendricks,
Part-Astonishing, part-disappointed, part-need-some-more-shit,
Part-Gladiator, Part-Ready-To-Die, Part-Marshall Maters, Part-FUCK-this-labeling

Carte blanche, off the top I know I’m headin’ to behead whoevers at the top,
Got the shot aimed, fixed and locked, all I gotta do is POP,
Not the familiar, opposite of failure,
Nights gettin’ better, days different flavors,
Track Name: White Pine (Prod. by B.Young)
From the alleyways that drip and decay,
From the muthafuckin’ sticks where the hicks play,
Sick, never safe, the East is where I was made,
The young prick comin’ to pick your safe,

Slit your face, nose broke, arm in a sling,
Armed up is my ting, but I usually don’t rock bling,
Keep it rugged, in the winters we kept huddled,
In the winters is when we would hover,

Trouble always surround, jakes chasin’ giving ya perma-frowns,
Urban wasn’t the crowd, rather rural like where’s the town?
Like literally, WHERE is the town?
Every tourist would ask, and we’d just laugh and point any way,

Misfit full of mischief, runnin’ my river like Huck Finn,
Buck been shot and the bucks been got,
Now I never flop like belly on the water’s top,
Rather emerge from the submerged land like Loch, (Ness, don’t mess!)

Pac probably woulda said I have it, just gotta keep grindin’,
The clock keeps eyeing me, bout to unload heat,
Got the glock pointed at Father time screamin’ the world is MINE,
This just sport now and I’m headin’ straight for divine,

The clientele’s different colored and the product’s immaculate,
Pine trees and dusty basements blowin’ hash bricks,
Y’all flowin’ like ya seasick, meanwhile I was born in the Atlantic,
Forged in Atlantis, been a pirate since I was six,

Been a, Been a, Pirate,
Pirate, Pirate,
Since I was six,
Since I was six
x2

Been irate since a little kid, these demons surrounded my head,
These heathens been after my bread, (so I had to be like…)
Snatchin’s my passion, bulletproof the fashion,
Get irked then I get to clashin’, pull trigger’s the action,

But hate the figure the comes after, it’s a disaster,
This judgment filled, circuitous jungle mess, (east, east)
In the balance it makes ya wanna juggle less,
Hope days dim and justice dies a quick death,

But (rise, rise), that ain’t the method, kid
Nix the negative and get on your pheonix,
Believin’ a miracle that currently hasn’t been seen,
We still ain’t living Dr. Kings dream!

What to we do we in a world that perpetually screws
The few that work tirelessly to do good and speak truth?
While the suits in shadows barely move and made million grew,
I say do the only thing you can do, you, (just be yourself, it’ll work itself, out)
Track Name: STINKING CORPSE LILY (Prod. by Bud Woods)
Lily, lily, (she so beautiful! like…LOOK!)
Impress me, impress me, (she just pulls you in)
Undress me, undress me, (FUCK she’s hot!)
Lemme tell you all a story, (listen up)

Satan in a skin-tight dress, she say she such a mess,
Giggling and sippin’ on a gin and tonic, wearin’ less and less,
Yet she defines what my mind is dying for all the time,
Blind ya when she walks in, to your dick, she’s Medusa,

Turned to stone, lets get stoned,
Bone till the morn, her usual zone,
Boobs as big as construction cones (and they under construction…)
Ass as thick as the OG iphone, (damn, most don’t even want that….)

Basically this bitch KNOWS shes the shit,
And acts it accordingly, her axis already got orbitin’,
By 50 different men, waiting for the date to bite,
Waiting for the night that’s right, then they strike!

Aye, she ring ya up, booty call,
Drop the drawers, drop the drawers,
Pop the cork, plead the fifth,
It’s about to be a night filled with sin,

Next day ya wanna do it all again,
But her phone been blowin’ up and she’s gotta run,
Gotta a hundred other offers and yours is bunk,
Your connection is done cause the cum’s all gone,

Leave it, leave it,
Weeks pass, weeks pass,
Get that late night “U up?,”
Oh fuck, she back at it,

Thinkin to yourself, ‘Damn she a dick addict’
Wanna come back to cum all over it,
Doja and jager shots, fuck it all up,
Down ya go again, messin’, messin’, messin’, messin’, messin’,

messin’, messin’, messin’, messy!

Prologue over, here’s the real story,
These bitches slither like… (like?)…[the snare drum in this beat]
I’ll give you the real advice, (that real real)
Get out the jungle, these boa’s will get ya, (these babes…)

Throw up, throw up,
At the, at the,
Sight of ‘em,
Fuckin Lilys,
Track Name: Odd 1 (Prod by BluntedBeatz)
Enlighten the darkness, rise out the tarpit,
Aim at the heart of it, bull's-eye the target,
Part of it is progression, The other half regression,
Everyone's levels are different, changing em is your decision

Puffin on vapors, driving through the acres,
Lick lips of ladies prettier than wives of Lakers,
Take ya paper or ya girl, either way fuck up ya world proper,
Hiphopper, showstopper, flow godfather, color aqua,

Hock a lougie in the direction of a piggy,
I guess its baby back ribs for dinner baby,
Slap chic cheeks on clean sheet, but still a funky monkey,
Got flora aplenty, solo smoke like 2k monthly,

Your female frumpy, off some dabs feelin' dwarfed like Dopey,
Fuck your Oakleys, I joke like louie,
Smoke thres doobies, zone Kubrick movies,
Uncommon like zucchini, and this is rap right? K, I got a big weeny,

Maneuvering cultures that confine,
Only can relax with vine and wine,
Define a dude defying the odds,
Dont you know number 1 is odd?
x2

Hit the nail then i hit the door,
Then i hit my gal, who hits my phone galore,
Spin spinach like the world, nature lord,
Hit record, get records bigger than holes of whores oh!

No pitfalls, just rolling down river jumpin waterfalls,
Have slipped and fallen, now i know how evolve
Got my calling like god called left a long voicemail,
Facetimin with crowds showin intricate rhyming skill,

Some mime will while I mine minds to get my fill,
Dont fake it, learn, grow, evolve and take it,
Kill it in your prime, only you can define that time,
Mine is now, as I propel with my surreal lines,

Izreal the zion master, burnin bushels faster than rastas,
Cosa nostra type clan, half got coke in the nostrils man,
And i aint usally dabblin in much but dabs and strains,
Unhatch a plan victorious in a battle on competitive lands,


Maneuvering cultures that confine,
Only can relax with vine and wine,
Define a dude defying the odds,
Dont you know number 1 is odd?
x2

Beat the odds like I did more than break even, (get it?)
If even was an Ethan and that evening he ended it regrettin’,
Gamblin’ with a gamblin’ man you better have a better plan,
Man, when I started amateurs knew not to fuck with the King or be damned,

I never took a stab where I didn’t accept the charge,
Surrounding audiences with sonically sexy, sinfilled bars,
From the land of the sandbars, quick out the bland part,
Sip like a royalist, life like art, got a ticket on the Arc,

See you in the next phase, burn bundles of blunts till I fade,
Find my righteous path, walk in the desert sun, no aid,
Like a martyr, wine from water, spit sicker than AIDS,
Paid to do what I love, do the same or get played,

Made versatile, toke like Im wild, 93 child,
Eyes redder than the matadors flag, bloodied,
Hurried through situations that would stick you, bleed,
Harder than the rest and earn the reward from the test,
Track Name: Pharmer (Prod. by Kenneth English)
Eat food for thought and grow plots that profit,
Realize all the lies and then get your portion,
Nuanced and no nonsense, all I toke is toxic,
And all I hit are targets, been a star since the stork came,

From the poor game, got the board games with missing pieces,
All my people got different passions, we all partly missing pieces,
Brain fried, egg sizzle, cause the pot never off the schedule,
I measure up to heights higher than my physical givin’ me residuals,

Picture will frozen, that’s the opposite of my code, man,
Hearts broken, mind cracked, ego died, man,
I attack like a rhythm, got algorithms and mathematics used to conquer these fanatics,
Back at it like a muthafuckin’ addict,

4:20? Shit, every moment I’m surrounded by cannabis,
Many, many, many, many moons I been doin’ this,
Tsk-tsk, your Grandma said you can’t do that,
While I roll them blunts, rims, and asses match; fat,


Flow necromancer, rise them demons, infect like cancer,
In fact I’m the answer to the antidote, here to end questions,
Back from Bespin, cloud plottin’, gamblin’ my career,
And no fear, I got that, ‘The Ish is Coming!”, I’m Revere,

Revere me, float like Daenerys on a dragon breathin’ flames,
Nearer to the game than any of you lames, (married and tamed)
Royalty, rise from poverty, this century will be revolutionary,
Paid to do the scary, tippy-toe on moral lines, I’m the test dummy,

Pest get from me, sticky stuffed in a brownie,
Now, now, now (slow down), I’m hazy,
Next scene, naked in a bed with the girl of everyone’s dreams,
No need to have greed, anger, jealousy, or depression ever again,

I effortlessly glide my pen, gimme a paper or a mic, flip it, get paper,
Ape jerk mixed with an A-plus geek, I’m the weirdos savior,
Tear drops after every labor only leads you down the path of cowards,
So struggle, chase goals, get your muthafuckin’ life to work,
Track Name: Potatoes & Soybeans (Prod. by UrBan Nerd Beats)
Selfish, selfish,
We all so selfish, selfish,
Human, human,
Being, being,
Selfish, selfish,
We all so selfish, selfish,
Humans, humans,
So selfish, selfish,
x2

My whole generation a product of escapism,
Bein’ a millenials like manueving a minefield of narcissism,
And you yourself are a kamikaze strapped up,
Hopin’ no one slips up, lets loose and blows up,

We’re all triggered,
We’re all beaten, baptized by Beelzebub in the river,
We all suffer, we ALL suffer,
But most choose to keep them cycles structured,

A closed loop that cannot stop,
A snake devouring its tail ‘till its heart rots,
Most fake it and hope they never get caught,
Most hate it but it’s all that’s sold, so they bought,

Taught to look after themselves, when we got 7 billion helpers around,
It’s not like we’re the same race… wait…
It’s not like were the same civilization… wait,
It’s not like we’re on the same planet… wait,

Selfish, selfish,
We all so selfish, selfish,
Human, human,
Being, being,
Selfish, selfish,
We all so selfish, selfish,
Humans, humans,
So selfish, selfish,
Track Name: Maize & Wheat (Prod. by UrBan Nerd Beats)
Two step, that’s all it takes,
Move forward in an ancient courtyard,
Backward in the backwoods, that’s where I’m from,
Had to leave to air out all my demons,

As I walked through the corners of this country
I noticed the hate, fear and envy,
We all just jonesin’ to be the Jones’,
But most of those rich folks didn’t decide, they were chosen,

Luxury didn’t fall in their lap, but also, they didn’t earn that,
It’s a weird world where facts lack an accurate depiction
When tasks that used to be commonplace become fiction,
It’s like the pistons broke but somehow the engines still runnin’,

And we all be runnin’, towards what? I don’t know,
Just gotta keep goin’, the motion never ends (no!),
Flow like those waves off of Borneo,
But take it back to enrich my family (oh!)

Exotic logic, use it to prosper in life’s muddy moshpit,
Know the product ain’t the problem, it’s the systematics,
Got schematics that’ll take down the entire Matrix,
See the fire and I face it, jump in like an insane trick,

Cucks questin for a dominatrix, and sub’s looking for daddys,
Teens poppin’ addy’s, and baby mama’s key deep in baggies,
The temperate keep tokin’ fattys, while bankers get more money,
And the only thing that the poor gets, is poorer (it aint funny…)

Bullys after your lunch money, thats what it feels like workin’ 9-5,
Barely wanna live cause the thought of the 295
A week makes ya wanna die, who’d ever wonder why?
Our senators out to kill us, to line the pockets of the oil guys,

Fuck Trump, Ryan, Koch, the Waltons, and anyone tryin’ to harbor us,
You ain’t gonna herd us, and I know you never heard of us, (can’t hurt us either!)
But We the infamous, official queens bridge murderers
From Vince’s beach to Joey’s streets to my northern retreats, it’s our land now,

Gotta take it back, revolutionary,
Gotta take it, fact, we the new age, see
We never back down, fuck your stupid crown,
These are our towns, not stoppin’ ‘till the foes in the ground,
x2

Muscle cars and mass hysteria,
Just summin’ up the majority of America,
Hate this character, but it’s the game we currently playin’,
Gotta grind through the levels, max out and keep movin’,

I got solutions, I got solutions,
But the proof is in the pudding, life ain’t all sweet, (sure you wanna hear em?)
Gotta eat our veggies, get the green and repeat, (do what you don’t wanna)
And on the way catch some days that’re beyond belief,

Found relief in that reef, toke ‘till there’s trees in my teeth,
I spoke, so I except some fees before I leave,
It’s the evil that works its way into your inner ear,
Got a worm-tongue worked in your brain, time for a surgeon,

Urgin’ everyone to find a way out of the maze,
Every path is different, intricate and has it’s own taste,
Choosing the right ones are the only true powers you possess,
Don’t let corruption waste away your time, it’s too precious,

Gotta take it back!
Track Name: Allium (Prod. by UrBan Nerd Beats)
ooo ooo ooo ooo ooooo,
ooo ooo ooo ooo ooooo,
I’ve been flowin through the depths,
Rollin’ through the deep,
x2

Some days sink, others stink, few take you to the brink,
Clink the glasses, know you can make it if you think,
Ink up my intelligence, don’t need a tattoo to show you I’m a kink,
Don’t fear needles, but ain’t shooting up like those dinks,

Bring it closer, get some closure,
Drifin’ off doj-er, mind in the outer,
Outfit off-color, speak less than a cave dweller,
Listen, get your treasure, know that’s the game here,

I’ve seen more grey days than a monochrome painter,
I’ve screamed more rage than a beast seeking revenge,
I come from the other side of the fence, where we lack pence,
I’m from a world that doesn’t believe in breaking out, but I did,

Wise kid, came from stock that settled in the north back in Pilgrim’s era,
Other half crossed through Ellis, so clearly the beat we could feel it,
Lead trains doesn’t follow trends, find me westside growin’ crops for tips,
Then split the diff, divide amongst friends, get our ends before the end,

Un-package the provocative, know to Occam’s razor bullshit,
Talkin' flavors with my terp dealer, know the savior’s not from the pulpit,
Rather the culprit’s probably from there, and Trump’s lying, I called it,
Like Maul in the 1st, I got the double-sided weapon, attack me is my tactic,

Reverse forces like Yoda wit’ that x-wing,
I make cha-ching while y’all just chatting,
Make ya cum like Channing, the good I taint ‘em,
Fuck ‘em slow, then fast, leave her shakin’ on a Chattam,

Seen valley’s melt and moons collide,
River’s burn up and forest’s wither ‘till they die,
Seen ice electrify, seen nature gain red eyes,
Anger pushin’ it’s agenda, do we defy?

Y’all blind when it comes to injustice,
That’s some reverse shit, why’s Castille’s killer walking?
Why’d Cosby get a mistrial, why’s Zimmerman free?
Wise men once told me that karma gets ya eventually,

Bullshit, bullshit,
All my eyes see are lies!
I see murderers day walking and pot smokers with life,
I see baby mama’s with 10 who slang just to keep on the lights,

We in a drought, a blight, this a time of insight
Gotta fix this broken appendage we call the left and the right,
Division been breakin’ up my people
Since Nietzsche said bring down the steeples,

ooo ooo ooo ooo ooooo,
ooo ooo ooo ooo ooooo,
I’ve been flowin through the depths,
Rollin’ through the deep,
x2
Track Name: POPPY (Prod. by B.Young)
One day, back in ’09,
I was chillin’ with a friend of mine,
He was like I’m back from the Chickenfest,
Got a pack of poppy’s wanna try it with the cess?

I was like… sure,
Gotta explore, yanno I’m Hunter S.,
So he balled up the opium, stuck it in a bowl,
In that moment, I’m 16 doin’ heroin,

What the fuck son?
Took a puff and bricks pulled down my optics,
I ain’t tripping, but I felt then that I lost it,
Toxic thoughts always screwing me, this dismissed that,

Like cleared me of my paranoias,
But at what cost? Numb like I ain’t human,
Dumb when ya pop the pills or puff this junk,
No matter how smart though, I still tried once,

What’s that mean?
Whats the human condition?
What’s this talk about disease and addictions?
Who really needs help and who’s just begging for attention?
Life’s like a dream,
But it quickly can turn into a nightmarish scene,
Barely believed in myself in my youth,
So this goes out to all those strugglin, find your truth,

Back to the day at hand, passin’ ‘round H packs,
Smoked like an eighth a day back then,
Figured since I was little that I’m the savior of men,
Known to show the duality of life, it ain’t all pizza and pie,

Sometimes you cry and wished that you could die,
But you gotta defy, deny any idea that your life’s a lie,
Everything is a lesson, the teacher is inside of you,
Take time as a blessing and realize love is all that’s true,

So don’t spiral and dive, dip into depression,
Rather fly and glide, find your way out this mission,
You got more levels to conquer, you can’t be quittin’,
You got a mind of your own to unlock, let it be written,

Let it be done, let it be like Jude’s your son,
It was written that the second isn’t as good as one,
So ya gotta go harder than any other chump,
And make every idea stand on its own like a lone gun,

What’s that mean?
Whats the human condition?
What’s this talk about disease and addictions?
Who really needs help and who’s just begging for attention?
Life’s like a dream,
But it quickly can turn into a nightmarish scene,
Barely believed in myself in my youth,
So this goes out to all those strugglin, find your truth,
Track Name: Dragon Blood Tree & Baobab (Prod. by Jhonny Charles)
Bush plane entrance, island hoppin’,
Kush, no pain, wildin’ in the garden,
Altitude higher than a martian,
Caution, caution, barely can breath man,

Lost in destinations tropical, wowed by what’s in the opticals,
Most my prose topical, but this that day off theme,
Every life has an opportunity to live it like a dream,
Some take more work than others, so get that C.R.E.A.M.,

Austin Power through any day, (make a joke, laugh it all away)
But when you got that tension of 24 hours, call Jack Bauer,
He seems more situated, but most my peers bitchin’ and faded,
We need more heroes, we need more heroes,

In a jungle where most don’t go, (Mayan, Aztec)
From the woods where most don’t go, (Maine, it’s wrecked)
In the desert where most don’t go, (Moses makin’ a trek)
From the sea where most don’t go, (Most pirates even fear it…)

Day off, tshirt, no slacks, fuck it! no boxers!
Dance in the streets like the acid in your veins,
Like the ants crawling, and the squirrels jumpin,
It’s a Disney movie so girl starts hummin’,

Hummingbird told me a half truth,
In the days when old turn new,
Y’anno when the cycle renews?
‘That’s the point where you get the real view”

He flew off, peculiar creature,
We got foolish leaders, but our hope’s heart still beatin’,
I cursed the demons, won’t be seein’
‘Em, drown in the celebration, I’m beamin’,

Dragon blood running through my family,
Dragon blood tree, I’m under she,
Baobab, hard livin’, been sinnin’,
But the mystical remains givin’,

Happiness isn’t a given, but letting go, ya gotta give in,
Ya gotta live in the now, the spirits told me how,
Realize it ain’t about a bearded guy, spirits or a scared cow,
It’s about growth, love and desire,

I found my fire,
Spark that kaya,
I found my fire,
Spark that kaya,

Let’s go higher,
I found my fire,
Spark that kaya,
I found my fire,

I found my fire, (found my Feu, found my Afo)
I found my fire, (found my Feu, found my Afo)
Track Name: Coca Leaves (Prod. by Newstreetmelody)
Alien night

Another white doin’ white, droppin’ panties, dirty sprite,
Poppin’ pills, poppin’ bott’s, fist of fatties, two thirty at night,
Two thirty a night, get a 8 and now I’m feelin’ light,
Had a tenth and I’m feeling likeeeeee…..

Hourglass keep getting empty, ‘bout to crack it and sniff that,
Since a pissy rugrat knew I like that poisonous crap,
Oh, get over and get on dat, (what?)
Dis dick,

All this amphetamine turned me to an asshole,
Classless wit’ the hoes, passionate about the dro,
But this that few-a-year-goin’-crazy-fuck-all-night blow,
And I know that the nose knows, (ohp! You’re out!)

Get it, open, break it down, roll the Franklin,
Razor or debit handy, line it up, straighten,
Face in, face gone, numb like from the dentist you just come,
Hunt the Peruvian or Colombian, (rub it in your gums)

Scenes changin’ faster than flip books,
Good tip don’t try to rip off a crook,
Leave ya runnin’ ‘till you’re shook,
Got the gun loaded, so keep that mouth shut!

Teeth can’t stop chattering, welcome to a day ya don’t want happening,
Stat, need a surgeon, heart valves ‘bout to burst open,
This that muthafuckin’ Marvin, this that James Brown,
This that hold your seat ma’am, this a muthafuckin’ robbery,

Got me feelin’ godly, catch me snortin’ snakes,
Got that script drip,
Got that Ex, let’s dip,
Dropped your ex? Lets dip,

Hocus pocus, hokey pokey, hanky panky, stanky legs
Pigs in a blanket, days is gettin’ different, morning wit’ no eggs,
Cause the weird been webbin’ out, expanding it’s territory,
Man…. what the fuck did this coca do to me?
Track Name: Rhododendron (Prod. by YOAJM)
Christmas in July, I smoke two before I fly,
Then I smoke two joints before I smoke two joints,
Then I smoke two more, that’s eight if ya taking score,
‘Bout to kill four eighths in eight, (thems cannons)

Drop a thou’ in a week, drop a jewel and repeat,
Bow to the sheik, Izreal, the muthafuckin’ thug geek,
Freak since three, eatin’, feastin, fiendin, bleedin,
War on the sched’, murder a rapper every line I’m writin’,

Hype on the come up, beeper been blowin’ up,
These people be showin’ up, ya better got somethin’ cooked up,
You better get these crowds shook up,
Look up, that’s where Prodigy be, don’t get it messed up,

All I am is flesh and tongue, all I put is green in my lung,
I ain’t after scraps and crumbs, I’m battling for big funds,
I’m attacking the sieged one, I’m attacking the beefin’ ones,
Matter of fact, I’m taking on EVERYONE,

WATCH OUT, WATCH OUT,
ROAD BLURRY, EYES BLEEDY,
WATCH OUT, WATCH OUT,
NEED A ROADY, NEED A ROADY,
x2

Bustin’ out the package, watch the actual maverick in action (fuck palin!)
I ain’t spit and sprayin’ nothin but the vision I got forgin’,
Gorgeous girls surround and got all that green that I be gorgin’,
Portions enormous when it comes to the muthafuckin’ cannabis,

If you a fan of this, take a whiff of this,
Uncrack the baggy like an ancient fossil,
This that shit that gets old stoners off, (OG for da OGs)
This those moments potheads live for,

This that shit that gets any toker to cough,
This that gold that’s about to drop,
This that ish that’s always talked about,
This that bitch that’s always talkin’ loud,

Raised in a drought from the bottom of the mount,
Town full of clowns always mockin’ your ascent,
Makes ya defiant, go on defense, not content ‘till you get revenge,
Come back stuntin’ , but never hands a penny out, (THATS COLD)

WATCH OUT, WATCH OUT,
ROAD BLURRY, EYES BLEEDY,
WATCH OUT, WATCH OUT,
NEED A ROADY, NEED A ROADY,
x2
Track Name: Salvia Divinorum (Prod. by 808 TRE)
Dont do salvia, dont do salvia,
Dont do salvia, dont do salvia,
I did salvia, I did salvia,
I did salvia, I did salvia,
Dont do salvia, dont do salvia,
Dont do salvia, dont do salvia,
I did salvia, I did salvia,
I did salvia, I did salvia,

Way back, back ‘bout ‘round ’09, (maybe ‘010)
I lost my muthfuckin’ mind,
Died my first time, died my first time,
Saw the curse and the cure at one time,

Okay now, sixteen smokin’ on salvia leaves,
Like giggle giggle, this ain’t shieeeet
Let’s try the concentrate! Silly, foolish youngins,
Soon to travel inter dimensionally, quick to crazy,

Took one hit, shit don’t phase me,
Took another, bong rip triple-size the first,
Held it longer than the universe been at work, (inhaleeee)
Let it go and watched reality unravel, (exhaleee)

To the absolute depths I traveled, (Where the fuuuuuuck)
My life became a game show and all my friends and fam
Became contestants, every color currently present,
Everyone became neon tinted mannequins, (what the fuck man?)


Every answer they got wrong, watched them pop out of existence,
Felt them disappear, felt their spirit dematerialize,
I mean like literally I watched all my friends and family die,
Once they were all gone, the host looked at me and replied,

You’re gonna die, and her and them and him and everyone, and why?
Cause fuck you, on this road you suffer and I’m the mastermind,
I’m the cosmic eye and I don’t care if you cry,
Then watched the whole universe roll up into a Rubix cube, pop, then I died

Can’t explain it, can’t explain it, (drove me insane)
But I felt it, I know death, (seen it, felt it, smelt it, taste it, heard it)
I’ve seen the edges of it, stressed about it
Since I was sixteen, advice is stay clear of that shit,

Don’t do salvia!
Track Name: Cavendish (Prod. by Loud Lord)
PCP, uppers, pills and molly rocks,
“Golly, these chems got me shocked” (yes they do)
Para-normal-noid, got ghosts in the void,
Burnin’ like a muthafuckin’ asteroid,

*BOOM*! Bananas, girls gargling my cock,
B-a-n-a-n-a-s, need Stefani on my jock,
Need a maid to clean my bong, it takes too long!
#Firstworldproblems, antidote is do work, son!

Been a Pope since I was one,
But that devil been advising me since I begun,
So my influence is tainted, they say thats the only way to make it,
But “they’re” wrong, so I’ve been making changes ‘till I get rich,

Roll slick, venomous and adaptive,
Maverick, no plastic, just that magic,
Cryptic, seen thieves try to crack my lock, now their life’s tragic,
Bad shit happens everywhere, so always be aware’s the tactic,

Man you lack, you prick, while I’m accurate,
Aim steady, head sweatin’, I’m Satan’s surrogate,
Paint the walls with my current problems,
Jonesin’ for potions that keep up the chaotic motion,

Hangin wit’ the bros, crackin’ frozens,
The reason my foes lose is cause they lack devotion,
Got a character no one cares about,
Must suck to lack flow in this drought,

Out, out, out, out, way out, in orbit ‘round constellations,
Clout, clout, clout, clout, all clot, my enemies lack brains and
Doubt, doubt, doubt, doubt themselves, they all just a bit too brazen,
Lout, lout, lout, lout, got lout, all I need, power is just patience,

It’s bananas, it’s bananas,
It’s bananas, it’s bananas,
Track Name: ORYZA (Prod. by Origami)
Samurais, tarot cards and wise guys,
High five to an old life I didn’t give a fuck about,
Good thing I slipped through, cause now I’m livin’ proof,
That if you do what ya gotta, you get what’s owed to you,

Bullet trains, pull the reigns, airplanes and fame,
Influences exotic, no longer just a local name,
Prose not the same, now tainted ancient, I’m herculean,
Peruvian up all peers nostrils, while I be tokin’ green cubans,

Bein’ human ain’t all its cracked up to be,
‘Bout to switch back, the aliens livin’ so easily,
We’re full of war, murder and religious aristocracy,
It’s hypocrisy to say, but I don’t think I wanna live this way,

Gettin’ hyper-crazy, gettin’ higher and then it don’t phase me,
But it’s still the livin’, breathing reality,
Take a trip to Tokyo just to let it all go,
Then I remember Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Fukushima! (fuuuuuuuck)

Yappin’ this ain’t Kansas captain,
Yappin’ this ain’t Kansas captain,
This that east to west rugged rappin’,
This that east to west rugged rappin’,
Rugrat watchin’,
Thug, no rat since probation,
Rugrat watchin’,
Thug, no rat since probation,
Yappin’ this ain’t Kansas captain,
Yappin’ this ain’t Kansas captain,
This that east to west rugged rappin’,
This that east to west rugged rappin’,

Blastin’ imbeciles, wild, ridin’ crocadiles,
Smile plastered on, joint as big as King Kong,
Smoke as thick as smog in Hong Kong,
Hit the gong and resume lessons with Tommy Chong,

Bong more loaded than the guns that outnumber Americans,
Lemon so loud it got their faces frozen like mannequins,
Bruce in Fifth Element plus Anakin when he ain’t panickin’,
Landed in Vietnam lookin’ for Charlie, guess I gotta learn to drop grudges,

Felt underrated since the art teacher smudged my magnum opus,
Focus on the solution, the problem tends to paralyze,
Been copin’ with shit most don’t have to, call me Atlas,
My passion is perfection, so my work will never be done,

Blunted since ’07, just another man on a mission,
Just another up and comer looking for a submission,
Got my submission in, now I’m waiting for permission,
To piss on all the visions of my competitions, I’m in it to be number one,

It’s cumbersome, numb ya if you’re too young,
Dumb ya down and make ya into the same song that’s sung,
Turn ya to a bum, they all turn ya to a bum,
Take the money and run, it’s all they do hun,

“Yappin’ this ain’t Kansas captain!”
Track Name: Venus Flytrap (Prod. by HellaBeats)
I know this chick, they call her Venus,
Every muthafucka wants to stick in their penis,
But watch out, these shady sisters will lie just to get high
Off YOUR supply, make ya feel like you’re so fly,

It’s a trap! It’s a trap!
It’s a, it’s a, it’s a, it’s a FLY TRAP,
‘Cause soon she’ll drain ya, use ya, abuse ya,
Mentally exhaustin’, make ya wanna dieEeE,

Make ya feel like a king for a night just to swipe the numbers from your card,
Hype so large you feel like Mayweather after a fight,
Ballin’ hard, cashin' out, fuck it, tonight’s all the matters,
Pockets ain’t on fatter, but this girls tops about to pop off, I know it,

This club ‘bout to pop off, with the bottle girls poppin’ bottles, then polishin’ me off,
Oh, this that the land of fairy tales, myths and legends that don’t fail,
Until, until, Ya get that carpet sweep, rug pulled out from under you,
I told you, watch out for them fly traps, they’re mosquito lookin’ for food,

Blood suckin’ thots, blues caused by bods so hot, (flyyyyyyyyy)
Gold diggin’, never goal oriented, (traaaaaaap)
Fearin’ all those fly traps, never gettin’ too attached,
Just dip and dodgin’ them fly traps,
Take ya food, ya cash, ya dignity, ya dreams and your reason to believe,
In a higher entity, this girl really, REALLY got ya crazy,
Trust me, never get stuck in the fly traps,
Never, ever, find me stuck in them fly traps,

That ass fatter than a satchel packed,
Snap your neck tryin’ to crane and look,
Crack your back in pursuit of a cracked smile,
I just can’t look away, I can’t not react (Gotta get the digits!)

Plop this hot thang on my wang, bumpin’ Wu-Tang,
Lungin’ on each other, fuck, I can’t ignore this lover,
Can’t ignore this lust, can’t ignore this mess,
She a disaster in a dazzling dress,

Mass effect on every one in the crowd,
When she enters crowded rooms, it don’t feel loud,
Stops time so she can waste yours,
It’s a perfect chase, and so you start by opening these doors,

For these whores that lack depth and real allure,
It’s just your eyes are blinded by pussy and fast cars,
Gotta get the gold, but how to earn it? You don’t know,
So ya gotta fake it? Fuck that! Learn to create real, drop the fake hoe (for real)

Blood suckin’ thots, blues caused by bods so hot, (flyyyyyyyyy)
Gold diggin’, never goal oriented, (traaaaaaap)
Fearin’ all those fly traps, never gettin’ too attached,
Just dip and dodgin’ them fly traps,
Take ya food, ya cash, ya dignity, ya dreams and your reason to believe,
In a higher entity, this girl really, REALLY got ya crazy,
Trust me, never get stuck in the fly traps,
Never, ever, find me in them fly traps,
Track Name: pSiLoCyBe (Prod. by HellaBeats)
Heart vibratin’, baggy full of dirt smellin’,
Got that fungus among us, ‘bout to be dosin’,
Feel that psilocybe coarse through your veins,
Feel that reality disjoint from the main, stream,

Barbarous adventures in jungles that swallow men,
Hollow when I’m away from friends, that’s that empathy,
That’s that energy, I feel it flowing through me,
I feel the universe is me, I feel the universe is me,

45 later, time begins to dissipate and lose weight here,
Chuck a beer cause that only deafens the ears,
Chug a vial of L just to see where my ancestors began
And where my descendants will be, freer than falcons,

Narcissuses on Cubensis, every millennial needs this,
Just once, close yours eye, chew and get higher than bliss,
Cannabis to take the edge off, the edges start to wonder, you get lost,
Found yourself transfixed in objects most would pass over quick,

Don’t need that passover shit, when I got this,
Trips to UFO’s and planets that shouldn’t exist,
Every single human being needs to see this,
Every single human being needs to feel this,
Every single human being, here, take this, (dose, dose, dose)
Every single human being, now do you get it? (we ain’t hopeless)
Every single human being, now what do you wish? (world peace)
Every single human being, what’s next on the list? (let’s get it)

Told since days of younger that the formula can’t be discovered,
Yet on my treasure hunts through my mind, I uncovered,
A magic potion, rather an antidote to this world that makes us suffer,
I ain’t a salesman, just an advocate for the light,

My heaven is on Earth, don’t gotta search any further,
Not hoping for a dream that’ll never come, just workin’ with what I got,
Don’t get it tripped up, I scratched and clawed and slayed and fought
For every stone and coin and brick and mortar, don’t get it twisted,

But the mission isn’t outlined, it’s more like nothing’s declined,
IE you can do whatever you set your mind to,
I mean it, take a few caps if you want to truly believe it,
Take an extra dimensional road trip, it’ll get your fires lit,

Set you on a course that’ll never lead to shipwrecks,
Rather in a month or two I expect to see innovation, (new tech)
You’re the leaders of the future, the new jacks,
Don’t squander, conquer, and know sometimes you need to relax,

Don’t need that passover shit, when I got this,
Trips to UFO’s and planets that shouldn’t exist,
Every single human being needs to see this,
Every single human being needs to feel this,
Every single human being, here, take this, (dose, dose, dose)
Every single human being, now do you get it? (we ain’t hopeless)
Every single human being, now what do you wish? (world peace)
Every single human being, what’s next on the list? (let’s get it)
Track Name: Cannabis Indica (Prod. by B.Young)
Ghostin' Ghost OG to go to sleep,
Never see a night without my ganj’,
Creep like grave diggers, late night treasure hunter,
Listenin’ to the waves as I take flight to heights bonkers,

Insomniac, grew up on Dave Attel crackin’ jokes with hookers,
Yet I got the book work, find in me in the library gettin’ smarter,
Then proceed to breathe in that leaf of reefer,
Descend into glory, this that heavy OG,

Melody beautiful, whole life like a musical,
Hold tight, you’re gonna need a miracle,
Parasail to a ville no one’s been to,
Venue is foggy and the keg’s cracked for brews,

Said to pack loud louder than stadium crowds,
Fed the chow, that shit made my people down,
It’s time to move, feel the soul groove,
Feel it go through you as the color blooms,

In da, in da,
Middle of the night, catch me up sparkin’ light,
OGs and bush loads of kush dro,
In da, In da,
In da, In da
Middle of the night, catch me up sparkin’ light,
Indica, gets my mind settled up,
In da couch I remain locked,


My cranium’s haunted, lived more nightmares than dreams,
So I gotta puff the lye to fall into pillows made of clouds serene,
Team constantly coughin’ on cannabis,
So I just went with it, now it’s 2 spliffs to drift off,

No Rick Rossin’ here, fuck the white that fucked up people, it’s clear,
I only need that organic,
Send me that Shark Shock, flower OR shatter,
Gets ya heart thumpin’ like a gladiator,

In da, in da,
Middle of the night, catch me up sparkin’ light,
OGs and bush loads of kush dro,
In da, In da,
In da, In da
Middle of the night, catch me up sparkin’ light,
Indica, gets my mind settled up,
In da couch I remain locked,

Roast me up some Romulan, feelin’ super fine man,
An edible to cap the night off, toe’s tingling, body light,
Dangerous amounts of diesels in my blood, need a refill,
Got a hundred different colored cookie flavors, (shouts out to the bay!)

I don’t need a medic, I need my medicinal,
Flowin’ like a wishin’ well, collectin’ all the change,
Seasons about to get strange, (the globes warming…)
So keep the O’s lit up for Gaia my goddess,

Eyein’ the process of perfection,
Requires reachin’ moments of pure relaxation,
(I said), Eyein’ the process of perfection,
Requires reachin’ moments of pure relaxation,
Track Name: Cherry Treez (Prod. by B.Young)
Trappin' in the tropics, lap dance from my babe, shorts shorter than the pockets,
Not that hair in the locket nonsense, this that forever plot that thickens,
Never not wit’ the crop, she itchin’ for a good day that don’t stop,
Hopped on hops, hopin’ she always thinks I’m hot,

Caught us frolicking through frog ponds and daisy fields,
Odd to be beyond comfort, but around her, that’s what I feel,
Fuck a meal, I just want eat HER,
Come to my house and cum, again and again and again,

Fools DM her saying I want to fuck you, make you mine,
She reply, get in line, my pussy booked ‘till 2089, (declineee)
Too fine for one mind (you’d think), it blows ya (like she did, like her brain did)
Way too faded under cherry trees feelin’ ayyyyyyyeee

Feelin’ ayeeeeeee, aye,
Feelin happyyyyyy, ya,
Not grayyyyyayayayay, aye,
No, no, nooo, no no (oh oh)

Sunshine peekin down, just freak, no frown,
Peak off the sound, dip into town and get a round,
Used to get around, now we got the crowns,
Royalty that claimed it themselves, we’re star bound,

Bar for bar, pound for pound, I’m the greatest, go for 50 rounds,
GOAT in training, climbing mountains no one thought possible,
I look at impenetrable obstacles and make them passable,
Pass the quill, I just thought up that ill, (gotta fly)

Barely can see off this Cali tree,
Beautiful breeze under cherry trees,
Cheery kids right by the sea,
Just sittin’ under them cherry trees,
Feelin’ ayeeeeeee, aye,
Feelin happyyyyyy, ya,
Not grayyyyyayayayay, aye,
No, no, nooo, no no (oh oh)

Blossoms fallin, dresses droppin’, asses poppin’,
Tasks forgotten, times is rotten, so we get it stompin’,
Marchin’ in the streets, votin’ in the booths,
Like Martin in the streets, keep it floatin’ towards truth,

But some days too perfect, gotta make it worth it,
See the views that few could truly appreciate,
Be the voice of the new that will finally escape,
Gotta be positive that your impact won’t negate,

Barely can see off this Cali tree,
Beautiful breeze under cherry trees,
Cheery kids right by the sea,
Just sittin’ under them cherry trees,
x2
Track Name: Graveyard Shift in Heaven (Prod. by UNRTHDX)
Made it over the hill, got to the grass on the greener side,
Came down from Mount Sinai, parted the Red Sea,
Got that gold from El Dorado, got my ship to Atlantis,
Opposite of ’84, we made it, made it to Utopia,

Plato told us about this Republic, ancient, buildin’ in Old Arcadia,
In an Eden where Eve never ate that apple,
Looking backward, wonderin' if Gloriana would’ve been a better way,
Looking for alternatives, wanderin’ through Peach Blossom Spring,

Is the work ever done? At the doorsteps of Schlaraffenland,
Peekin’ over the hedges at the Land of Cockaigne,
Is the work ever done? Do we get the rest we’re told of?
Sittin’ in Salomon’s House readin books, plottin’ a way out,


Is the work ever done? At the doorsteps of Schlaraffenland,
Peekin’ over the hedges at the Land of Cockaigne,
Is the work ever done? Do we get the rest we’re told of?
Sittin’ in Salomon’s House readin books, plottin’ a way out,

‘Cause it seems that dreams are just that,
Illusions to be thought up of, and to not act, (on)
We’re attempting to get our news from Nowhere,
Pilgrimage to Jerusalem, got problems and no solutions,

I’m setting sail, searchin’ for my Islandia,
The modern utopia, it’ll be waterfalls, cannabis and fancy cars,
I think I’d prefer Ecotopia, more on par with my desire,
I don’t really know though, I just know most these hopes just spiral,

Got the graveyard shit in heaven, workin’ all night again,
God in the iMessages, tellin’ ya messed up orders again,
No rest for the wicked and certainly none for the angels,
Is the work ever done? Is the work ever done?

Oh no no no, son, this infinite, everlastin’, never stoppin’, always workin’,
Always growin’, always dyin’, always goin’, always goin’, always goin’, we’re Superbloomin’,

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