TEEN DAYZ Waking up at 6 flat bright and early Before robins and eagles Eating hot cheetos Stretch shit shower all within the next hour throw some lotion on or I’ll be looking like a bag of flower What’s for breakfast Shit Now I’m on the prowl for some chow Four course meal composed of crumbs and rice fully prepared a dish from the bare minimum but everything is better with a splash of syrup and a dash of cinnamon and after that I scrub my grill cause morning breath’s enough to kill Kiss my mom and then I’m on the box 2Ks GTAs I think I’ll never stop sike I get back to my bread and butter my pen and my paper Kick hot shit and then I kick rocks and split to the abyssal region Warn my mom of my dismissal Rendezvous with the legion The sun is beaming in the afternoon I hit up Bi-Rite for Snickers and Doritos my homies hands extended for a piece so to reach piece I eat it quick (Aw you grimy as fuck, nigga) (That nigga he sweet as shit) No fucks given but the store is convenient cause the microphone’s across at Olo’s He set me up I do my work mix and master once again the burnt bastard spits another sesh through the mesh I should’ve been starting a shift a Mickey Do’s or something Like a regular young adult but I was tryna perfect and check my craft without a fault with the thought to bring my problems to a screeching halt I’m still struggling My world hit me She said she wanted to see me then come and get me I’m not mobile So we hit the strip for some Chipotle out of my pocket But when I come to others I ain’t got it The evening breeds grade a fuckery But no fools with buff trigger fingers Lucky me it’s not often bodies get caught but I’m still cautious Cause some are living lawless Most are living ball-less Even after stuffing my face I’m looking over my shoulder hers too cause she ain’t used to what the streets produce Rather tie a noose around my neck before I let her get hurt cause if would her daddy will but any way she drop me off where I reside A kiss farewell Exchange I love yous and for me it’s back to The dungeon catch me lunging for my phone on the couch On the book or the gram Thinking damn I wish my struggles would disappear And everything is good But now I’m good to know that success is near Whether rhyme spitting or I’m smitten with a career Imma be good it seems Just another thought before I dream

L’UNICO Mussolini with a microphone l’unico not the Duce bitch unless we talking that shit that permeates through my pearly gate It a fragrance it’s foul like it flagrant like green’s right sneaker going nuts in white sneakers Gucci white foams to be precise I’m nice solid as a rock with bands I’m gneiss Metamorphic forking in the green like a fat bitch (tryna shed some mass?) Pass I’m tryna dead the masses First glance makes you think his brain is molasses and then he speaks and makes your third eye wipe his glasses setting fire to asses I think I’m Flavor Flav one Foot in a stance sock the other in the grave cause I’m hopping out the casket characteristics of a basket Case face blunts laced like eyelets I let you breath despite its a pet peeve I’m the god my nigga conscience alive innocence deprived its live or let die my nigga Only substance my music has is controlled No name proclaimed as AU(ay, you) because I’m good as gold Told them fuck niggas I’m the one ya god chose Abraham on Actavis Weird nigga activist Accidents were made when this spade was conceived they fucked up giving me the ability to breathe I lucked up way up and cleaned you pussies Summer’s Eve Now I ball like A.I.’s AI on 2K3 Fools hate me cause it ain’t a trace of fugazi you fools gay see Sweet Splenda tender in the ass used to placing last hateration in your plasma Catch copper fragmentation from this ghetto blaster then ask ya What does god look like As far as I’m concerned he in the mirror steering clearer of confusion the way I’m speaking got you thinking I suffered contusions across the melon Coulda been a doctor coulda been a felon Shank or a scalpel either way it goes across ya apple cider cup style mentally wild My style? Do a nigga foul based of false premonition definition of black and mild cold to the SOWL or SOUL they say rap is when you say words and get paid I’m sold Hammies Andys Ulyssies notes of Cs that fold Thousands in your bank into a man you mold tryna see what a mill do

The pink-lipped spitter who skin appears burnt black as coffee no jitters just crashes into ashes of wack rappers past From the flame that I obtain I pigmentation’s proof I turn the booth into a furnace I learned this craft way before they put letters in math At least that’s how it seems ya boy tighter then skinny jeans like my own since an infant built like an incense stick But Jamaica but Ohio’s what I know Mid West’s best difficult to contest Unless the tightness in my chest is my cardiacs getting incarcerated The flaunting of my skill is far belated here to replace you old fucks who need to be carbon dated Probably encased in amber no signs of like keep them AARP cards handy getting blander I must be slacking cause I’m not less subjected to slander The greats are hated in pursued but I can never be subdued embrace the attitude of the cocky young buck who appears to lack food and very high strung and stuck On surpassing and outlasting his predecessors just they seem lesser to him Ambition In a way it’s a constant repetition but he just want you to get it Besides he abides by tryna luck up on a come up got him fucked up if you fuck up and try to blind his vision His eyes is on the rise like he lying for forgiveness

VILLAIN’S PLIGHT Cold as a bitch Cold as a bitch Residing where the warmth of a hug just don’t exist Could never fit in Holding my shit in emotional men been self destructive from the beginning Righteous living I deviated from sinning but me and wrong-doing related I’d rather be with no clan it clearly wasn’t in plan lifting hereditary curses my props is belated Fam will never say they think that failure is fated But display it in their energy and that’s what I hated Broke away to build Every movement was bold The circumstance was killed exposed to cold Dependence for narcotics satiated the shivers I’d rather chief the chiba while y’all poison ya livers The will still strong enough to go for what I’m owed solid gold never satisfied with slivers of silver Life’s a bitch but she ain’t riding me I stand and deliver I long stroke till she quiver or start the water works go cry me a river I know them tears fake this bitch the real snake Give n take until I’m hooked Never fall to withdrawals dosing whenever I shook (Chorus) This the villain’s plight yuh This the villain’s plight reside in dark don’t deal in light yuh You would change too the ones you love start not to like yuh Now I’m on attack I’m tryna strike yuh fight yuh succumb to my might yuh 2x This comfort come after discomfort hatings abrasive soft skin peeling exposed a villain feeling like a molar with a filling My original crown eroded from the sugar coated No matter what them niggas said they was still food Confusing pills n food it had me wylin you thought I meant it I lost respect for you Some fucking friend I warned your ass before I popped one when im on a bar it’s like a bar I’m sending shots son Talkin bout you need apologies bitch I need a pile of g’s thou-wows so I can cop milds n pow pows Either way the smoke is accessible ya ambition broke now you detestable Speaking on me outside of my presence off my testicles Niggas bump they gums cause they toothless When it rains I take it how it comes cause I’m ruthless When I’m in the booth it’s Ravage time couthless Vocally smoking these folks who focus me Rapscallion stallion blood too cold to be mammalian attacking victors till they victims more bodies to tally in valiant when I stick em pick em up outta the alley and kick em back to reality Put the beats to beats Percussions get concussions if you out to doubt the stout for clout you overdue for hushing muthafuckas drunk or something I understand because I’m overbrewed you under plan I’m over you I’m underhanded over food don’t trust me (Chorus)

BE LIKE WATER How DarQ shine but he dwell in the darkness Imma show you why I sell nigga spark this The high is euphoric yet rhetoric as my reign soak ya soul it’s nothing short of historic The only ones who die are the ones who don’t comply and defy what’s a lowercase L to an uppercase I put a fork to the ignorant imposters who got the game twisted like some ramen Words from a shaman Most can’t survive the pure vernacular bombing like it came from Tim Osman I was in a cave last week But I was never found and I had the bitch barking when I took her to the pound The world getting strange Morals covered in mange The standard is to show all your fun holes for change I still bang the targets GUNG ho within range Dirty DarQ MarQ no stranger to the dange DarQ MarQ spit toxin bringing all the birds with the words brought the flocks in ain’t no telling where the bull headed no oxen 4 pussies pulled guns on me fuck boxing 4 pussies callin me dad guess I’m pops then bagging white hoes cause they say i look like Hopsin tryna live righteous but it’s hard to stop sin I’m the arch villain if you scared call the cops then tryna find a realistic reason not to lose it like a nun with virginity got me seeking serenity you looking like you licked a lemon if you in vicinity and made the revelation I’m an other world entity Rose from the pit you like the shit that goes in to tea Southern style watch opponents suffer bring a sudden smile it get kinda messy moonwalking through the blood n bile all about the win caught it once and I’m a glutton now Bald nigga hating just because I’m Joe Budden now I got ya broad parched got her ripping through my button down all hail Hidachi cook the beat up in ya face like hibachi beat the beat up got it’s face looking sloppy Smoking raw cones till I’m gone pushing poppys Dogging all broads till my bone gone floppy Dogging all broads Willy Jones couldn’t stop me I’m not a walkie talkie when I speak don’t copy

GTA I ain’t wear my heart today I’m rocking a tank top I’m cannot skate but I’m doing a bank drop i am the puffiest daddy I can’t stop won’t stop that boy poor that’s the reason he won’t shop fuck the popo my p.o. a hoe and he still tryna front like he bro I was down bad under the floor Resurrected now my eyes on the dough Fuck a fam cuz it’s only the bros you can see it on my hand when I roll on the xans I was losing control driving blind had to find my soul Stranded on ice I was left here out in SlOhio they only cook meth here grimy and slimy no rules no ref here calling for mercy its falling on deaf ears balling like Percy I was gone give her the Master P I thought the bitch was a masterpiece I discovered she built like a bag of peas titties was hitting the flo at the time I was in a drought flipped that hoe over start digging her out got my nut real quick she was talking that shit than she bounced Big deuces that’s what I’m dropping on hoes and haters alike Normies could never relate to the life who said I was trash I’m late to the lie Foreign to lames a friend of the fly Poverty weakening breaking the ties win or a loss I’m taking the prize born a boss Im paying the cost pearlie white shining no fakin the floss

HAVING FUN Im so odd I’m so hot I’m so high Fuckin fried Tongue tied 100 blunts my lungs died off some acid I done cried xan can’t pass it up I like When I said I love you bitch I lied I was purpin droppin lines and they purple how you hate me but you slurp me take my energy usurp me Claiming that he hard but I do that I ain’t taking disrespect these days I’ll beat chu blue black Half a xan had me losing rationale Can’t nobody save me youngin crashing out I used to jump from a c 130 Eating healthy tryna see 130 On par in the sky with some birdies I’m the driver but I don’t have a license At the store and I wish I could buy sense I got some incense instead meditation had to clear my head fuck drugs gotta get me some bread Young thug ain’t no tats on my head I could still act in a movie or sum Life is a movie I’m starring fasho If I sip act it’s gon move me or sum Bustin a move I’m groovy or sum Keep me a move I’m shooting at sum Crazy as fuck not weird You can’t really live by fear I ain’t really got no peers Let the wrong people see my tears Bounce back like I’m Juvenile Off the top rope like I’m Juventud Love a bitch with an attitude He was showing off he was acting rude Took the higher road I shoulda treated you I’m a predator I shoulda eated you Woulda 2 pieced straight seated you Elbows knees straight defeated you But that drama shit for the broke The way they after clout I thought it was coke Uppin my tool i thought it was smoke We living in hell but i cannot choke Blue bills got my pockets on loc Im tryna chill and you tryna provoke

BONES (THE MONEY) On the hunt for the green dead heads big bread keep a skinny nigga fed don’t do liquor lot quicker off some meds acid stickers makes the light flicker Imma chill type nigga on the real flipping pills driven by the dollar bills unforgiving get it how I’m living disrespect and get more than a lecture Eight days ago I met her Just put a hoe on the stretcher Had to shape up like a skecher looking down counting money making my neck hurt Bout to increase my net worth bae if we fucking then I need the next first back to to guac But I meant guap This ain’t Chipotle this is the block Quick flips for the chips im grinding get how I live real shit It’s survival of the fittest they’ll cut ya neck for the bills yeah Believe that my uncle the reason I check The reason I don’t tolerate disrespect I keep confusing stepping stones and necks Don’t call my phone for the smoke just text Dipping and dodging the folks I’m successful 23 yrs on this earth no record Just let the hoe go bro don’t check her Loud mouth hoes get the lesser But they never ever get the lesser you see me cheesing I was just bald and stressing Answer the call to my blessings I am all over the green like dressing (Still got to keep it 100 at all times you know what I’m saying?) First to third grade ay I though I was pimping Skeezer tried to play me so I voice back with two bitches From the bottom everyone forgot him shoot him down god got him sat him down told him stop fucking around but I still like Caprices bank Rolls gold teefis roll the dopey dope in leafis chief this until I see Jesus I ain’t never on my knees being poor is a disease you ain’t taking risks you better off deceased you sissies pockets need Ulyssies Benjamin and Andrew Youngin came for nothing that’s exactly what I hand you Imma show you what a well calculated plan do Niggas hated cause they hustle week or way past their peak I can’t speak to these peons Way ahead like eons I was hand-fed no silver spoons VHS cartoons from noon to noon that was ‘02 Now the bros say my flows poke holes in ProTools D.T.A.O.T.B. gimmie that bag fuck being on TV easy

VENT You know exactly how this shit goes Drug addiction does more affliction I admit it I surpassed getting lit Subconscious and my conscious in a pit choosing violence but my soul choosing silence I abused the confused but I’m the one with hues of violets on my 3rd eyelid swollen shut karma kicked my ass but I got a DV what the fuck our relationship is toxic I don’t care that’s still my slut hard worker what is luck nah I’m kidding I done dodged the grave and plenty sentenced sit-ins dancing cause my second chances entailed repentance developed antisocial tendencies I lost trust for my mom and most sharing blood with me cuz when I fell instead of hands I met the bottom of their feet Emotional manipulation left my heart dead past resuscitation strive for excellence really requires daily dedication handsome man plagued by constant pussy anticipation shoulda been the bread instead It is now I steer clear of the low-brow it isn’t my style I provide top tier performances with no bow I developed necessary confidence I’m so proud been told I’m so profound I’m the spitter that the pro found The nigga that yo hoe found I been the king with no crown Rose from the po town the local mindset escaped me but it shaped me and introduced me to the ape me Watching friends succumb to fate stung like a scraped knee And my pain went unsung for so long that when it was recited Mental illness was the only thing sighted since then I was ignited Internally eternally It’s been fuck em all since the ages were small Burned brighter when the youngin stopped obeying the law You gon have to wash your eyes with bleach you seen what I saw Life’s a bitch with crab itch she need old bay in her draws From a city with infected wounds that bleed through the gauze I’m in tune with the higher power peace to gods I despised the guys who sell themselves short of all the glory their owed you bound to fade from history unless your story is told Used to have dreams of busted seams pockets with gold Still do Keep it kinda shady so the superficial feel you Keep it too real and the fake will try to kill you I was exhausted I kinda lost it I didn’t feel much I couldn’t have fun Without a pill touch For what it cost me Believed falsely