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Chariots of Silk

Tyrannosaurus Rex

Unicorn

1969

The toad road licked my wheels like a sabre
Winds of the marsh lightly blew
Stone jars stacked with stars on her shoulders
Hunters of pity she slew.

Sun down till the suns up
All I ever known was the come up
Money on my mind
All I ever know grind
Sun down till the suns up
Sun down till the suns up
Money on my mind
All I ever know grind

Hustle don't stop
Money is the motivation
Push it pass the limit
Cause I lack the patients
Can't  keep paper waiting when it's  at the door
So we racing to it like the pedal on the floor
Stick shifting till the gears missing how we on the grind
Never been enough just to shine I feel like the world should be mine
Losing not an option
Grab the mic and I clock in
And bang  bang   bang  the beat up like pops in
I fuck shit up
Every time that I spit up
And lay it down so hard that they cant get up
No purpose bars claiming that they stars
But if u can't shine a paper weight is what u are
And why let my paper wait just I spit bars
Fire starter heat it up and leave it charred
What you hearing is just a master at work  they call me a jerk
Cause I say and I know what I'm worth but

Sun down till the suns up
All I ever known was the come up
Money on my mind
All I ever know grind
Sun down till the suns up
Sun down till the suns up
Money on my mind
All I ever know grind

Who gone stop me gone slow my grind
Gone turn and say that it's not my time
Say I'm sub par wit my lines
Then Clearly nigga u sniffing lines
U retarded dumb deaf and blind
You done lost ur mind my shit  sublime
Music as euphoric as the lean when u poor it
The proof is here you ain't gotta look for it
Forever Ima make it last
I took the time perfect the craft
Got the wheel won't let u crash
Dark night without the mask
They want me to flip on that ignorant shit
Where the shells fall and them hollows hit
Cause all they wanna a nigga just to slip
So they can loose the key and just let me sit
Too much to loose so I switch my grind
Treat it like weight how I'm pushing the rhymes

Sun down till the suns up
All I ever known was the come up
Money on my mind
All I ever know grind
Sun down till the suns up
Sun down till the suns up
Money on my mind
All I ever know grind

Survival Hungry

Busta Rhymes

When Disaster Strikes [LP]

1997

All my niggas dirty
Hungry and thirsty
Hit ya like a 30/30 for watcha worth see
Ya know we got to get this money
Survival hungry

All my niggas dirty
Hungry and thirsty
Hit ya like a 30/30 for watcha worth see
Ya know we got to get this money
Survival hungry

All my niggas dirty
Hungry and thirsty
Hit ya like a 30/30 for watcha worth see
Ya know we got to get this money
Survival hungry

A yo ooh baby
What I feel is just, ha
The type of shit that make you act stupid for real, what the-
Ya'll, before ya try to wear these you need to hear these
Welcome all ya'll to my world series
Ya ya ya
Elaborate on Busta Rhymes theories
Ya ya ya
I gon' bust your ass on behalf of all MCs
Ya ya ya
Never disrespect these monumental creating new flow
The full blast we'll hit'em hit'em hit'em high hit'em low
And while your style will soften, my mind will drift often
To illusions of my lyrics given you massages in the coffin
The boom shock ooh wee
Horny nigga crash into a motherfucking tree
Officialize shit when we in the place to be
Extra strength nigga maximize the party
So fierce I just pierce in the place
Make the spot look scarce and pierce needles in ya face
Fuck dumb shit straight up
Keep it bouncin baby make sure you hold your weight up
A ha
Yea, just watch how the flow will change up for sure
Reppin' until my niggas walk out the door

All my niggas dirty
Hungry and thirsty
Hit ya like a 30/30 for watcha worth see
Ya know we got to get this money
Survival hungry

All my niggas dirty
Hungry and thirsty
Hit ya like a 30/30 for watcha worth see
Ya know we got to get this money
Survival hungry

All my niggas dirty
Hungry and thirsty
Hit ya like a 30/30 for watcha worth see
Ya know we got to get this money
Survival hungry

Yo, I refuse to lose, look at the news and read the interviews
Flipmode is the squad, a unit made of many crews
Give me the whole entire wheel of fortune
Making a sacrifice no matter what the shit be costing
And while you coughing I be flossing like a fuckin dolphin
A lot of bitch rich niggas experience extortion
Since I was born when I perform, I drop a mil-li-on
And one stony rocks on niggas like a fuckin hailstorm
I pollute yo, my new flow, put on your funeral home suit
And execute 'em with a bang (shoot), the blow torch has been ignited
Those who so excited, ha, I'm bout to rope 'em in, a bunch of bitch niggas are being extradited
You soundin' so sloppy, like a broken muffler draggin behind, an old jalopy
Once the bomb drops, here's the aftermath
Scientists tried to dissect the way, I formulate my craft
Worrying 'bout how I achieve things
The way I analyze shit and how I percieve things
My style is real, like lamb skin imported from the Persian
Follow my excursion, all the way 'til you feelin' the new revised version
I complete then I defeat, destroy who ever complicate, how I eat
Survival hungry nigga

All my niggas dirty
Hungry and thirsty
Hit ya like a 30/30 for watcha worth see
Ya know we got to get this money
Survival hungry

All my niggas dirty
Hungry and thirsty
Hit ya like a 30/30 for watcha worth see
Ya know we got to get this money
Survival hungry

All my niggas dirty
Hungry and thirsty
Hit ya like a 30/30 for watcha worth see
Ya know we got to get this money
Survival hungry

Survival Hungry

Busta Rhymes

When Disaster Strikes

1997

All my niggas dirty
Hungry and thirsty
Hit ya like a 30/30 for watcha worth see
Ya know we got to get this money
Survival hungry

All my niggas dirty
Hungry and thirsty
Hit ya like a 30/30 for watcha worth see
Ya know we got to get this money
Survival hungry

All my niggas dirty
Hungry and thirsty
Hit ya like a 30/30 for watcha worth see
Ya know we got to get this money
Survival hungry

A yo ooh baby
What I feel is just, ha
The type of shit that make you act stupid for real, what the-
Ya'll, before ya try to wear these you need to hear these
Welcome all ya'll to my world series
Ya ya ya
Elaborate on Busta Rhymes theories
Ya ya ya
I gon' bust your ass on behalf of all MCs
Ya ya ya
Never disrespect these monumental creating new flow
The full blast we'll hit'em hit'em hit'em high hit'em low
And while your style will soften, my mind will drift often
To illusions of my lyrics given you massages in the coffin
The boom shock ooh wee
Horny nigga crash into a motherfucking tree
Officialize shit when we in the place to be
Extra strength nigga maximize the party
So fierce I just pierce in the place
Make the spot look scarce and pierce needles in ya face
Fuck dumb shit straight up
Keep it bouncin baby make sure you hold your weight up
A ha
Yea, just watch how the flow will change up for sure
Reppin' until my niggas walk out the door

All my niggas dirty
Hungry and thirsty
Hit ya like a 30/30 for watcha worth see
Ya know we got to get this money
Survival hungry

All my niggas dirty
Hungry and thirsty
Hit ya like a 30/30 for watcha worth see
Ya know we got to get this money
Survival hungry

All my niggas dirty
Hungry and thirsty
Hit ya like a 30/30 for watcha worth see
Ya know we got to get this money
Survival hungry

Yo, I refuse to lose, look at the news and read the interviews
Flipmode is the squad, a unit made of many crews
Give me the whole entire wheel of fortune
Making a sacrifice no matter what the shit be costing
And while you coughing I be flossing like a fuckin dolphin
A lot of bitch rich niggas experience extortion
Since I was born when I perform, I drop a mil-li-on
And one stony rocks on niggas like a fuckin hailstorm
I pollute yo, my new flow, put on your funeral home suit
And execute 'em with a bang (shoot), the blow torch has been ignited
Those who so excited, ha, I'm bout to rope 'em in, a bunch of bitch niggas are being extradited
You soundin' so sloppy, like a broken muffler draggin behind, an old jalopy
Once the bomb drops, here's the aftermath
Scientists tried to dissect the way, I formulate my craft
Worrying 'bout how I achieve things
The way I analyze shit and how I percieve things
My style is real, like lamb skin imported from the Persian
Follow my excursion, all the way 'til you feelin' the new revised version
I complete then I defeat, destroy who ever complicate, how I eat
Survival hungry nigga

All my niggas dirty
Hungry and thirsty
Hit ya like a 30/30 for watcha worth see
Ya know we got to get this money
Survival hungry

All my niggas dirty
Hungry and thirsty
Hit ya like a 30/30 for watcha worth see
Ya know we got to get this money
Survival hungry

All my niggas dirty
Hungry and thirsty
Hit ya like a 30/30 for watcha worth see
Ya know we got to get this money
Survival hungry

Turn, turn, the Wheel of the Year,
With every season, we hold dear.
Earth's long trek around our star,
Crafts the seasons from afar.

Winter bruise, bring home the news
Bullet, door, implore reclaim a crimson fuse
Break weight, under gun resolved
Sick and solvent blister baby, black absolve

Absolve, stones' throw, hangman, stain

Stones' throw, strangled vice will crawl
Steady, sordid uniforms on hangman's wall
Car sick, wheels of bone and stain
Misdirected epileptic hangman's game

Broken, eternal, nerveless damage

Work fast damage addict clockwork shrine
Switch craft hammer magic war design
Clock fast ticky tocky undermined
Work fast damage addict clockwork shrine

Vice, jagged, crush, vein

Fixed stare, broken unlit life
Faded vein eternal cut by unlit knife
Drop kick, window crushes arm
Stricken hand will nerveless under manual harm

Work fast damage addict clockwork shrine
Switch craft hammer magic war design
Clock fast ticky tocky undermined
Work fast damage addict clockwork shrine

Work fast damage addict clockwork shrine
Switch craft hammer magic war design
Clock fast ticky tocky undermined
Work fast damage addict clockwork shrine

Damage addict
Damage addict
Damage addict
Damage addict
Damage, damage

Work fast damage addict clockwork shrine
Switch craft hammer magic war design
Clock fast ticky tocky undermined
Work fast damage addict clockwork shrine

Work fast damage addict clockwork shrine
Switch craft hammer magic war design
Clock fast ticky tocky undermined
Work fast damage addict clockwork shrine

I don't even fucking know
Can't keep up with Yung $now

Got a blunt laced with snow triple six below
Pistol grip on yo' ho'
Then I let that bitch go
It's the return of the mack
Swisher laced with crack
Let the knife cut back
When I'm crazy off the sack
All these bitches on my dick
Smokin' in the sticks clickin' off that ana
Roll that Thai like Alabama
Bitch, I'm MC wit' that Hammer
Steady duckin' the slammer
Sippin' out the baby bottle
Smokin' out in my impala
Dollars, dollars by the thousand
Can't get paid by no hour
Dollars, dollars by the thousand
Can't get paid by no hour (Nah)

I put in work every minute
Better believe that I'ma kill it
I'ma ride 'til the motherfuckin'
Wheels fall off i'm takin it back when I
Come up with the craft
'Cause I've never been act
Underground 'til my casket drop
I'm smokin in the darkness, all
You seein' is my eyes, red and bright
Flow like I'm possessed, committing ' suicide
Spittin' verbal homicide, let 'em die
Watchin angels cry
Dust 'em off like all my ashes
See you fall while I get high
Hit 'em in the head wit' the unexpected
Unpredictable like Mystikal
Burn 'em in a hole wit' the
Rest of the ho's that's hatin'
Satan, I'm waitin' for you to call me back
I've made my donation
But wealth is what I lack
I spit incantations
These fools can't hold me back
Just rewind my statements and
Have a fucking blast

Three kids inside a trench coat walk around
Like a ferris wheel: they change, and each new day?
Another hits the ground.

Deep, dark and dangerous 
Demons lurking in the shadows
Dem got mysterious flows
I know you feeling the vox
Bassline is a wild gale
Monstrous, the size of whale
When it drops, never fails
When it storms, nobody sails

U heard me in clubs or live on air
Been in the game for numerous years
When it comes to the dark, everyone's scared
When it comes to the mic, all ah dem dead
Listen for free or go grab a wax
Mana been deep, I always speak facts
So ama dangerous, deep and dark
When it comes to gigs, shutdown

Back to the roots, back to the ends
Back to the booth, back to the pen
Back to the bars, back to the mic
Back to the dubs, back to the vibe
Back to the flows, back to the tunes
Back to the shows, back to the shubs
Back to the raves, back to the moves
Broken gunfingers when I’m in the room 

From day one, the vibe is inside 
Addicted to bass all of the time
Low frequencies for high-minded
Now it's worldwide, we've been untied
Deep and dark, the species are dangerous
Check out the vox, don't watch the face
Still in the ends, repping the dungeon 
The sound is the darkest, turn up the bass

We put hearts, locked in the labs
Looking forward to getting wheel-ups
Back2back, dub over dub
I'm on the mic dem beg for rewind
Pull it back, give us a sign 
If you have got similar mind
I'm that one in front of a crowd 
The one with a flow, the one with the bars

Bun statistics, look at the playlist 
Not about charts, all about interest
Bigging dem up who share mine 
Ama alie, dem are fam ah mine
Done and dusted, the craft's been mastered 
Any sound bwoi goes straight to the casket
Names on gravestones, after a massacre
Headshot dem with a Taliban caliber 

Back to the roots, back to the ends
Back to the booth, back to the pen
Back to the bars, back to the mic
Back to the dubs, back to the vibe
Back to the flows, back to the tunes
Back to the shows, back to the shubs
Back to the raves, back to the moves
Broken gunfingers when I’m in the room 

From day one, the vibe is inside 
Addicted to bass all of the time
Low frequencies for high-minded
Now it's worldwide, we've been untied
Deep and dark, the species are dangerous
Check out the vox, don't watch the face
Still in the ends, repping the dungeon 
The sound is the darkest, turn up the bass

I'm not basic bro
If you knew me then you'd know
My beard does not grow slow
And craft beer is how I roll

Left our town for Colorado
It was a place that felt so mellow
A new Toyota 4-wheel drive
I swear the thing it might save our lives and
The dollar shave club I don't need it
I like my face right now it's scenic
I'm kinda fat but don't ever judge
You know the ladies like a little pudge

I'm not basic bro
If you knew me then you'd know
My beard does not grow slow
And craft beer is how I roll

That's my girl, her name is Tanya
She likes like pumpkin spice and lasagna
You won't catch her with an empty cup
She's got a membership to Starbucks yeah
My flannel shirt I know it's rustic
I bought it downtown and I love it
At the store near to the craft bar
You know the one where the food trucks are

I'm not basic bro
If you knew me then you'd know
My beard does not grow slow
And craft beer is how I roll

I might not be the greatest mother fucking man
But you can bet I can do a handstand
Wanna watch me clap your hands
In the main stands, bring somebody if you can
I might not be the smartest
Or the hardest no
That don't mean you won't enjoy
My little bro
So come enjoy this IPA
With no dismay
And if you ask me
I'll just say

I'm not basic bro
If you knew me then you'd know
My beard does not grow slow
And craft beer is how I roll
I'm not basic bro
If you knew me then you'd know
My beard does not grow slow
And craft beer is how I roll

Got me all out of my element
Trynna Cope with stressful shit
Bout to selling drip
Got dimes and I got dubs
Bagging up this tough love
The more I start noticing
Life is just stressful bitch
Gotta pick and roll wit it
Have fun on some trolling shit
Watch angles when you look at it
Stay on angles if you stacking chips
Fuck all that reppin shit
You brother or there ain’t no love
You either fam or fraudulent
Are You the wifey or the side chick
Positioning in private
Build bonds but don’t tie it
Start a craft don’t hide it
Time to advertise it
Fuck what the people say
Life is just short stay
Wax on wax off
This shit right here is craft
If you stumble then you get back
Cost you nothing then you flip that
Wax on wax off
This shit right here is craft
If you stumble then you get back
Cost you nothing then you flip that
Long nights even longer days
Blow my top
That a sonic wave
Revealing all this hidden rage
Like animal locked in a cage
Feeling more like a slave
Counting all the fucking days
912 before sun rays
A rack plus 278
Before I grew some real legs
Got damn what’s 6 years
To nigga that can’t see his kids
To a nigga doing a wheel bid
They might feed you beans don’t spill It
Don’t enemy to your children
Meet the parents
Mom and pop
On a bipolar wave
Born in a broken state
Born into raw rage
Wax on wax off
This shit right here is craft
If you stumble then you get back
Cost you nothing then you flip that
Wax on wax off
This shit right here is craft
If you stumble then you get back
Cost you nothing then you flip that

Safeguarded me from all the demons and the weapons
Even though my faith been low I look to angels for protection
Big homie told me just keep working on your craft
Then he told me keep it moving don't be thinking bout the past
Your future still ahead and it's still brighter than a flash
If an angel ain't have the wheel swear to God I would've crashed

I think Tommie been the shield or maybe it's been Mello seen they faces in the field
In 2019 know we done lost alot of real I can't believe they stabbed Charee and she ain't get to heal
Or how they took Patchi and he wasn't even off them pills
He was clapping back cause they sent some goofies to do a drill 
And these niggas ain't even thinking bout just how they live
They trynna slide up on the opps but you just killed a kid
And he was only four years old now look at what you did
I hope the Lord just put his arms around me through the years

Safeguarded me from all the demons and the weapons
Even though my faith been low I look to angels for protection
Big homie told me just keep working on your craft
Then he told me keep it moving don't be thinking bout the past
Your future still ahead and it's still brighter than a flash
If an angel ain't have the wheel swear to God I would've crashed

I just think about my two kids every single night
Before I lay me down to sleep I ask the Lord to watch my life
And you been in these streets and I been peeped you earned yo stripes
And you been watching over me if you get jammed I'm sending kites
My childhood memories are slowly fading through the night
Remember fights and sleeping bags when you would spend the night
And now I'm tight cause in my head I just don't think it's right
How some of my friends are dead and I'm still seeing life
How some of my friends are dead and I'm still seeing life
I'm still seeing life I'm still seeing life

Safeguarded me from all the demons and the weapons
Even though my faith been low I look to angels for protection
Big homie told me just keep working on your craft
Then he told me keep it moving don't be thinking bout the past
Your future still ahead and it's still brighter than a flash
If an angel ain't have the wheel swear to God I would've crashed
Swear to God I would've crashed swear to God I would've crashed

short ending with a long story
Maybe we want too much and program but 
The city do not give a fuck, a blood oath
One for the saints, one for my bros, two for my brains
One for the ghost that are haunting my 
Friend while I been out here workin' to get us some chains
Now I realize that we're slow and I wait
But I be dead cause it's probably too late
Was betrayed by my friend and I feel like 
I'm and every too scary to tame to love with the fame
Now we coast

Where my crew, where my kin, where are 
All my believers at where are all of my samurai
Mastering their craft, I don't know
Man I know where all them go
I don't know, I don't know

Who'll be the last one standing?

How do we build a ship so grand
Laying the keel, welding steel by hand
Assembling cabins, decking the floor
Laying pipes and cables galore
How do we build a ship so strong
Installing engines, power runs long
Steering wheel turns, propellers in place
Painting it bright with colors to trace
It's like a floating mountain
Not for drifting, but for carrying the fountain
Crossing rivers wide, linking land and sea
Where it reaches, there's a shore to be
How do we craft a ship with care
A love that blossoms, petals to share
A home we find, warmth on the floor
Filling it with pictures and more
How do we craft a ship so bright
Apple in summer, orange in light
Toys scattered, laughter fills the air
Kitchen's warm aroma, peace in the air
Home's like a mighty ship
Needs a course to steer, and a weight to grip
Time flows like water, waves will rise
Where it sails, peace fills the skies
Home's like a mighty ship
Needs a course to steer, and a weight to grip
Life's like the sea, love's what we bind
Where it anchors, peace we will find
How do we build a ship so fine
Like an idea, slowly filling the line
How do we build a ship, piece by piece
Like fragments gathered, finding release

Another year in outer space
Round here it seems the same
On earth the family gathers round
Uncle Albert and Jermaine

Bright star shimmered only yesterday
A craft past from the East
We are floating here just looking down
At a world that seems at peace

So grab a Babysham I got a Starlight right on cue
Raise a glass for peace its Christamas22

Christmas cards pinned to the wheel
A few more left to send
Maybe when delivery comes
They help the war to end

King gives his lines a first time run
Space station radio is on
He will mis his mum and we all will too
Lets pop a cork for those who have gone

So grab a Babysham I got a Starlight right on cue
Raise a glass for peace its Christamas22

Sing Hosanah in the highest rockets on standby home is in my minds eye
Wave to me wait for me do

Christmas cards pinned to the wheel
A few more left to send
Maybe when delivery comes
They help the war to end

So grab a Babysham I got a Starlight right on cue
Raise a glass for peace its Christamas22

It's just a moment away

Its just a moment away I can feel it 
Really had to come up one of the realest 
I ain't grow up with a chance I had to steal it 
Had to stash it away, I had to seal it 
Do the dash in the whip I had to wheel it 
Time to break out of my shell I had to peel it 
Now I re up on my craft and then I deal it 
Its just moment away I can feel it

It's my time baby girl do you feel it
Spin her 'round hold her down she gon feel it
Give her rounds buss it open for a young king
Another gift yea just kno I got that young sting
She turn it up, I turn it i wanna hear you sing
You heaven sent you feeling right it's like I'm growing wings
She grab her stomach after said I moved something
You got that stuff that make them niggas wanna buy a ring
You got that stuff that make a nigga wanna buy you things
it's just a moment away 
It's just a moment
Wavy house everyday we throw it down (Throw it down)
Juice and loud living wavy in them clouds (In them clouds)
Heart of da town they fucking wit us now (Wit us now)
My next verse I got a story from the ground (Ha) 

Its just a moment away I can feel it 
Really had to come up one of the realest 
I ain't grow up with a chance I had to steal it 
Had to stash it away, I had to seal it 
Do the dash in the whip I had to wheel it 
Time to break out of my shell I had to peel it 
Now I re up on my craft and then I deal it 
Its just moment away I can feel it

Hard to believe but we always had a feeling (A feeling)
Bad thoughts, it's like they found a way to squeeze in (Yea)
Hard choices and she never knew the reason (No)
She started using 'til her body started freezing (Wow)
Just 20 and she overdosed on em drugs (On them drugs)
This shorty story it deserve more than a shrug (More than a shrug)
Never forgotten won't get swept under the rug (Never)
Her best friends won't forget who she was (Nah)
You keep em going, when the going gets tough (Huh)
Good heart but couldn't get no luck (No luck)
Foster home, yea she grew up super rough (Too rough)
It gets worse but I won't say too much (Nah)
Many talents coulda been so much (So much)
A little more I feel could do so much (So much)
I'll rap about it cuz I don't give a fuck (Uh)
I rap about what they don't give a fuck

Its just a moment away I can feel it 
Really had to come up one of the realest 
I ain't grow up with a chance I had to steal it 
Had to stash it away, I had to seal it 
Do the dash in the whip I had to wheel it 
Time to break out of my shell I had to peel it 
Now I re up on my craft and then I deal it 
Its just moment away I can feel it

Sticks and bones
Firestone
We've outlasted all dinosaurs
Bury seeds
Turning wheels
And then there were these pyramids
Steam and oil
Fly and roll
Speeding like a meteor
Human brain
Counterfeit
Technology will fix the thing
Tame the wild, ride the wild, walls to keep out riding wildlings
Forging iron, creating armies, kill all them godless bastards
Now we own the world, create the world, for all lands, sky and seven seas
Masters in craft, high tech art, yet no sign of a time machine
Hundred seventy
Immortality
Where ends our periphery
Nuclear power
Radio tower
Not sure about our final hour
Haraka haraka haina baraka
Whose place is safe
Swedish girls sail
Malthusian trap prevailed
Could we reverse the scale
Could we reverse the scale
No
Mayday mayday
We're going down
Losing altitude
So mayday the ship is going down
The cargo made it stall
Was our weight the cause
Or did greed make the call
Sticks and bones
Firestone
We've outlasted all dinosaurs
Bury seeds
Turning wheels
And then there were these pyramids
Steam and oil
Fly and roll
Speeding like a meteor
Human brain
Counterfeit
Technology won't fix the thing
So mayday the ship is going down
The cargo made it stall
Was our weight the cause
Or did greed make the call

Yeah
And I wanna thank y'all so much
For coming along on this ride with me
But we gon' take you out like this
End it on a smooth note
So lets get to it
Sincerely yours
Jon Jacob
I just wanna smoke and mind my business
Craft gems get lifted
Straight rocks don't mix shit
Love when she work that dick like a stick shift
Pardon me that's explicit
She say she love the way that I bounce
And the gold in my mouth
Showing off while I'm showing out
She down to ride, we on a smoother route
No question the perfect time is now
Yeah
I'll show you how to conquer
Any obstacle on your conquest
Eliminate fear in the process
My appetite for success is monstrous
Yeah
Victory on my mind
Keep up don't fall behind
Self made, self defined
Refuse to be anything less
This is out the package fresh
Like fresh air to breath
And that's to the death homie
Mind the company I keep
That's for the best homie
Don't need the stress homie
Concealed carry when I step homie
Carry on stay blessed homie
Yeah, stay blessed homie
Jon Jacob man
We almost done with this ride
But uh, lets get back to it
I just wanna smoke and mind my business
Craft gems get lifted
Straight rocks don't mix shit
Make 'em mad when they see how I'm living
Foreign whip with no ceiling
Putting my people on so they can know the feeling
Come fuck with me we winning
Yeah
Champion vision push it to the limit
Forward motion keep the wheels spinning
Until I cross the finish
You see the gold shine when I'm grinning
More in store this is just the beginning
Yeah
Yeah, this is just the beginning
This is just the beginning
Forward motion keep the wheels spinning
Until I cross the finish
You see the gold shine when I'm grinning
And that's it
Thank you again for rocking with us
Yeah
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Bow to violet twilight sycamore, red as blood are the hands of the oak

I could crawl at your feet as a beggar
Nothing will temper the hellhound call

Knowing fear temps my
Body and amnesiac mind
To take part in the waltz
Of Earthen
Senescence

Metaphysical
Resurgence I walk in
Beckoned by the scarecrow
To dance again with death

Neck and neck with ghosts
Hindered by the face
Of a child masked in only
Temporal craft to hide the sweat

Beckoned by the scarecrow
To dance again with death

As the wheel turns again to days of blanket frost

Feeble men hold not to hope through evidence of dawn

Hand in hand
Around the fire
Fallen angels
We expire

Hand in hand
Around the fire
Fallen angels
Live forever

Ancestors beneath my feet
Whisper of the quickening
She is born as a lion
He will die as a lamb

Coyote plotting on my bag
Swear that shyt is sad but nothing will ever stop me
Im too smooth wit the craft so I sit back and laugh
Roadrunner I be running straight to the cash
These nigguhs like Wile E. Coyote plotting on my bag
Swear that shyt is sad but nothing will ever stop me
Im too smooth wit the craft so I sit back and laugh
Solomon wait a minute
What they tried to tell me
Thought I wasn’t ready
But I'm finna blow like sum confetti
Ah nigguh kept it steady
Hands on the wheel palms sweaty
Weaving through obstacles overcoming necessary
Guess it’s what it takes to be a legend
Sometimes ah nigguh get to preaching just like a reverend
To educate my brethren
Since its always something
Tryna stop our shine stop our grind
Swear I was patience now it's my time

You don't wanna wait
And she don't wanna see it through
And I don't wanna play
And you don't wanna find the truth

So let's get rid of
The people you don't wanna see
And let's go start
The whip the wheels be krispy kreme and bands will make her wanna
Act up
And I don't try when I'm outside
Because the come up
Is something you ain't ever gonna see
So let's get rid of
The people you don't wanna see
And let's go start
The whip the wheels be krispy kreme and bands will make her wanna
Act up
And I don't try when I'm outside
Because the come up
Is something you ain't ever gonna see

All eyes on you
They love the view
I wanna do
The things you said I couldn't do
What a drag
I wanna stay
I can't complain
But you make me hurt
Yeah you make it worse
Can you make it work
I'm a slave to your craft I ain't ever goin back
And you disperse
Make it all inverse
So come here and rip my heart out before you lose your chance

In the nighttime you don't wanna call
On the west side happy when they fall
I see the bodies everywhere
Seen em here
See you when
I have you

So let's get rid of
The people you don't wanna see
And let's go start
The whip the wheels be krispy kreme and bands will make her wanna
Act up
And I don't try when I'm outside
Because the come up
Is something you ain't ever gonna see
So let's get rid of
The people you don't wanna see
And let's go start
The whip the wheels be krispy kreme and bands will make her wanna
Act up
And I don't try when I'm outside
Because the come up
Is something you ain't ever gonna see

Seems he's still grappling with reality
What he actually saw was a windstorm, fire and brimstone, some wings flown, on creatures
Different features on each side
Beside 'em stood a wheel within a wheel
Probably wheels of steel
The wheels was ill and they gleamed like kryptonite
For real, he kneeled when he seen that brilliant light
He feeling like he going crazy, gazing without speech
Pinched himself tryna blink himself out of sleep
He wide awake kinda baked
Aint a tainted strain
It's time and space
Like his mind escaped
He ain't insane
His brain is blown, tryna ascertain what it's been shown
No astral plane, actual flame around the wheels that's flown
Staring back at him, eyes all around the rim
Like cameras all surrounding him
The craft above astounded him
The sky parted
The flames glowed like a rainbow
Above it stood a man with the same glow
He rocked a metal suit that fire reflected off
I couldn't tell you who this guy is I'm left with all questions
Impression requires further reflection
Some Jack Kirby shit, some unearthliness
Old gods or new gods, yo
What kinda world is this?

Witchcraft of the Celtic form
Digs in the Church's side like a thorn
In the dark of the Irish country side
The inquisitors go on a death ride
Her keens will echo these cursed woods
Her keens will echo these cursed woods
Women of the craft, completely unknowing
Arms tattooed in blue, their breasts showing
Prayers for the dead and potions for the sick
The believers view as evil as the Devil's tongue flicks
All through the night their huts are burned
Forced confessions, wheels of torture turn
But for the women that would not be afraid
Were the ones that had their flesh so pitifully flayed
Her keens will echo these cursed woods
Her keens will echo these cursed woods
At the hands of the state, the punishment is death
The cries of the dead bounce amongst the trees
Eternally to shriek their last breath
The fate of a witch's spirit is to be a banshee
Her keens will echo these cursed woods
Her keens will echo these cursed woods

Steam drapes streets in phantom light
Where sparks of hope ignite the night
Figures shimmer in metallic gleam
Adorned with brass where shadows stream
They step through archways old and grand
Uniting hearts across this land
In quiet corners plans take shape
Freedom fighters soon to escape
Flying craft ascend the starlit sky
Clockwork cars rumble forging dreams on high
In the swirl of steam our voices strong
We vow to right what once went wrong
Iron wheels spurred by fervent grace
Charting a course through stifled space
Clocks ring out in ancient towers
Marking each rebellious hour
Across the gloom defiance grows
Within each gear a story told
Daring hearts refuse to fold
Momentum rises spirits soared
Truth awakens behind each door
We break the chains from ages old
Freedom fighters unafraid
March with cunning plans they've made
No iron tyrant can confine
The spark that leads beyond decline
This world of gloom shall yield at last
To visions bold where future's cast
Flying craft ascend the starlit sky
Clockwork cars rumble forging dreams on high
In the swirl of steam our voices strong
We vow to right what once went wrong
Steam withdraws to a soft refrain
Cogs wind down yet hope remains
Our course is set the die is cast
Embers of change shall ever last
In midnight's hush we fade from sight
Bearing tomorrow's guiding light