Back in the bush with the muthafuckin rebels,
Gorging on only the greenest of vegetables,
In the east where the sirens always flicking, [SIRENS]
Better get yo bucks, you know the clock is ticking,

Pickup the puff from Pat’s parking lot,
Dodge the squadron, cops out for pot,
From the north where the scold is taught,
So cold you fought for you life to be hot,

Started in da backseat of my Momma’s volvo,
To the yellow bus, slidin’ in your sisters holes,
To the Concord, back n’ forth between the Bean and Bangor,
To sayin’ fuck fear, flyin’ coast to coast, still my own manager,

Ancient stories to spit like I’m an Amarzi,
Seen things that changed my optics quickly,
We got 9 year olds executed in Chicago,
Bullshit from coast to coast,

Dippin’ the Ops,
Tryin’ to stay out the Cop’s thoughts,
Dippin’ the Ops,
Tryin’ to stay out the Cop’s thoughts,
Back in the East,
Where flesh is what they feast,
Beast, Beast, Beastin’,
Back in the Eastland,

Speakin' shit short dudes shouldn’t,
Shit that’ll get you shot for a dozen,
Shit any man will do ya dirty for 5 digits,
So keep your mind rigid and eye’s widened,

Raised in the wild where they all might be gun totin’,
So everybody around me got their own totems,
It’s like inception, with no escape!
Gritty from gravel roads and cement streets that scrape,

Rawer than barley straight out the grain harvester,
Soul burnin’ hotter than an arsonist vs. an officer,
Cough cannabis and force liquor down my liver,
Bathe in cig smoke and hope our lives are chipper,

Then back on the west side west, left side, yesssss,
Left the rightcoast, the cold folks from the Eas’,
Beast is what they teach,
Now I unleashed that in the land of the nice beach,


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Preach like Jesus, but spit that ether,
Got that reefer flow, no more weepin' woes,
Tokin' dro till I crack the deepest codes,
Atop a soapbox yellin revolution, duckin scopes,

They'd pop the Pope if the opportunity presented,
Evil people with priorities to do deadly deeds,
Mr.Doesn’t-Do-Right, right hand got a henchman,
Greedy wit the gold grills, suits wit the coke thrills,

Bleedy got the nose doin' drills, get in line for lines,
Mind crossed by rhymes tossed in trash like graphics in Minecraft,
No time to pass but the present, laugh off the grass till it's in the past,
Stash the ash in a plastic bag, that's how america views YO ass,

Choke on that hazard, get woke ya baby, stop sleepin, no more naps,
You get snores when you’re dead, so mutate what you lack,
Grew veggys at my parents shack, used those to elevate my pack,
Adapt and got adept, mastered my craft, then got a left coast pad,

Repeat a 3-peat like MJ, but mixed with Hemingway,
Hellish payments for your sinful entertainment gains hate,
But addiction never an affliction if you got 8 digit income,
You a libra with a fever to teeter on the edge of seizures,

Been done with the divas since Cher had a daughter,
Peek oil and shiva, all the hippies talk ‘bout 'cept psychedelia,
Type to get a felony wit ya, best friends to the end of ya,
But the clever thoughts lack in the festival pack,

Unless you take your abstract and put it on track,
You just a wack muthafucka with thoughts, no back,
Need a spine? Burn the pine, rhyme like Einstein in his prime,
Dont recline just rocketship, put your ideas in the mix,

Get out there and do it, Nike knew some shit,
Dont small mind, blew up like cruxifix,
And yes thats past tense, make no mistake,
If it's written in the times, you already did it,

On some shamanistic vision quest quips,
So don't worry, do you whats your merry,
Quit workin for the pricks and the jerk with a smirk,
Follow your path and fulfill your fate, destiny to usurp,

Young King of the Times, bearer of the lightening like Zeus,
Lime-faced residuals, burn the broccoli till I climb Nepal,
Well thats where my head at, God in the walking flesh,
Walking dead if you abusing Gaia, people, life or their desires,

Child of the prophecy, prophets/profits chose me,
They taught me love and all its meant to be,
Fuck the fear that rises from the enemy,
So I spend every minute fighting like Socrates would be, (Till the end of me….when they poison me)