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wuss the edge of a scientific lyrical breakthrough
Major positions academic
Pandemic pawnin yall like what to do
Fishin the aswer folks I'm a Walleye too

cold, better lie down low 
It ain't gon' matter how your try outs go
How you gon' grow with that dried out flow 
Yeah they see what I'm bout, put you in

Pictures in my poetry, I'm Spitting my bars in hieroglyph
Riding the wave like pirate ships
There's a stairway to success and I'm climbing it or flying quick

Get drag by your feet like shit 
Can’t talk to me or sit wit us 
Yea we go hard we work meticulous
You gotta be real if you gon mix wit us
It’s only you

Silent Night

Flesh N' Blood

5th Dog Let Loose

2000

lie in the bed
Covered up in a coffin
Motherfucker, what's happening?
Wanna fuck up my nigga like septin?
Mo thug gonna put it down rapping
Motherfucker

to take back some of what was stole

Not something I relate to, but bet your ass that I respect it
Because sometimes shit gets hateful, regretting tracks

word of songs like Mockingbird
Could be repeated without a single word slurred
Knowing it was there, Thanks to grandpa Fred
Knowing he could share, but

the ladies walk by
They go in the store and
Touch every product inside
I say nobody sees it and they
Act like it's a long shot
Is there a pubic hair floatin'

loot to be back up in prison
I ain't emm movin unless it's bout business 
Pull up errr sco the whole sack I'm like Tom Brady back in 2007 
Riding round

they wrote it I'm here to rewrite it
This fire was always burning no need to ignite it
Check on my past tracks it seems you need some reminding
Like

wanna write facts, nothing that will bite back
Something that will add up on my soul, this is my right track
Tell me that you like this, tell me that you

Neon Beyond

Hey Rosetta!

Second Sight

2014

it was dragging
Me home to all of that mess
And pulled over the tracks
Sitting still felt more like falling back

And out come the hands
Out

lie in the bed
Covered up in a coffin
Motherfucker, what's happening?
Wanna fuck up my nigga like septin?
Mo thug gonna put it down rapping
Motherfucker

better I don't stand by it
I'm a man on the edge about to fall off
Used to teeter totter xans with the Zoloft
Let it got boss, it's so long ago
In fact

on track and bend your back, 
There is no need to cower.

Silly, lame, what a shame. 
We call to our dames using pet names, 
And we’re bouncing like we make

“Skoaden”

Intro 
Tepitai’oq net?

Verse 1/3
Got molested by Skoaden confessed like Edward Snowden,
Straight out of Eskasoni where I've been

It's all the same

Look, I don't really have any clue what to do 
Once the world comes back from its madness 
But whenever I remember how repetitive it

of a distraction
I'm acting like I'm an addict
Fixated up on these tracks
And I'm feening for another habit
Its leading me down a route
That I see an I can't get out

Critics stuck in the past, they just don't get it
My flow's binary, spitting ones and zeroes
Lyrics like a virus, making heroes out of zeroes
Riding

like that
And just like that, I went from never even blessing a track
To being second best to ever rap
Don't get it twisted, I'm not just having a crack

up and listen good, If I know one thing I run my crew
Winnings not an option, It's the main focus
I blast these niggas like hocus pocus
Win the race,

But if I tone em' down that demon on the prowl.
Formali-ty, it's what he want, my future go unseen.
Jackal I'ma Hide, keep ethics clean like Socrates.

my nigga
What's a visionary without dreams?
I needed rest to see out schemes
Like navigation
My imagination could reroute things
Only kings know about

Well, my name is Schaffer and
I'm here to say
I can rock the mic in the oldschool way
I got a funky sound and right about now
I'd like to break it