Fuck em all kill everything, that’s what type of time we on, I been on a mission for some shit to catch a homy on, Plotting on a vision Come up missing now a body gone
running round my competition high reach a mile stone I am gone
...eye alone, slick talk ruler, yeah eye alone God bless higher form, Drop set, Fire arm Prided on...cloth cut from designer garb… If you tried em on you would see the size is wrong Plotted on, kicked down, but I got up again, Hustling, Living in a bubble got me bubbling, Beauty in the struggling, Lose and get another win, Win and they gon shoot u when you hooping up above the rim What the fuck is they talkin bout Really I’m the hardest out Aint shit else to argue bout I welcome all the doubt If i was yall i woulda sold my soul and heart for clout I guess i went the harder route Fuck it Im still winning tho I been winnin since 2010 or so ... tell me since then i didnt grow But You’d a had to been with me up in the gym to know it’s all bad now, Its too late The food ate Im lookin for a new plate To clean it like a new slate They threw shade and shit got dark, Clips got sparked
I dont never Miss my mark Spit my thoughts and put my whole heart in the sleeve I caution you please 
the times got us farther from peace Leave you right where you stand,
Enjoy air while you can,
when you underground I hear how it’s harder to breathe

Yuh, kick down the door I’m back Bitch Get down I’m on ya ass/ Spit rounds they automatic Get found where no one at Get caught in broad day And another body caught a bag a Toe (get) tagged, like (I’m) posting sneaker photographs ...Walk thru the broken glass/ Coughing choke on smoke and gas/ This feel like all she wrote And all you know is Hope it pass U tried to Wild for the night fuck round and caught a blast/ Its just a sign of the times come get this autograph Slip into the dark and madness I feel a bit off my axis Might Paint the town red help Lucifer wit his arts and crafts/ I’m High as Jerusalem, i’m too up am i part giraffe Or maybe i just gone mad To the max and all my thoughts are bat shit I caught em lackin, they talking savage They all just capping The hardest snapping I’m locking in Ima boston crab em They thought they had him I took they food and I brought em rations Guard ya shit they know Its bout to Blow and that’s on god dont Gas em HOOK Yeah the block hot yeah the city on fire And its nonstop Yeah the flames gettin higher It will not stop (Put) a million names on a flier Yeah the city on… City on fire UP UP Up in smoke Packin heat like oven door Crashing and burn And bending corners Them some goners Tuck and roll Fuck it hope is touch and go System missing nuts and bolts Listen watch another show It’s on repeat I just suppose And this shit real as it get Even tho it feel like a glitch The climate chilly, the city frigid get hit wit a brick I still aint flinch becoming numb don’t know if feelings exist Talk silly til they peeling yo wig Like the Indians did And(Yeah) Still I’m killing Fuck yo feeling Hide your fears don’t desist Aint no limit blow the roof life with ceilings don’t fit I show the proof Know the truth Freedom still in the wind In the deep abyss of the prison Is Where the innocent swim

every citizen is a baller trying to get to the rim Yeah it’s Synonymous it’s ominous we living in sin Young player destined to win got the shit end of the stick See potential takes a hit When The system isn’t a fit You only good as the description that they fitting you in Or the zip that they find you wit Either they zippin your wrist Or zipping the bag Similar to the shit that I’m in Burn this whole bitch down Not again Burn this whole bitch down, not again

Nobody safe now, come watch me further prove it, Blackout, suited congruent wit murda music …The Shit is all trash yeah the earth polluted Its got me on edge,… heated like the surface doing steal the show get persecuted Steal an innocent life they aint concerned But they worried when a person Looted When The current movement aint workin I Further move it So On the double to the bag I be Turning to it Pure chaos, Im bout to raise the stakes And If they say they aint high On souls de la’s (day lies) Six feet high and rising High enough to dive in I be Swimming by the sirens On the island wit Poseidon How I’m shining son I Blind em 5-0 rides crying, But not the ones driving Watch the ones silent, they be saying the most, nope I aint Aiming to please that Aint in my scope (16)
 The fruit of slave labor strange cuz it hang from a rope Now they shoot and shoot it on cam and make it a post Don’t even bang on the door, when they spraying up the wrong spot Close range onslaught but change is a long shot (20) Throw away Alarm clocks no going back to sleep now Woke like look at all this shit that I can see now Woke like knowing feta cheese aint in the cheese isle Dope like i could start to push and move a key now (24) Rebound from the Bull shit, Rodzilla style, Lord Willing I got the full clips (26) Bullets hitting any tyrant in the way, Just watch, see what time it is today
hear em say….

Pardon my aura My life a movie but more like a horror, I’m killin everything but I aint running for anything, Watch as im walking up on ya, My shooter my goon and my soldiers they been Masked up way before the corona Leave me alone don’t be calling my phone I Dont know who to trust like a Party promoter Off in a zone I Really should try being sober, Feel like I got a disorder To order too many but never get messy On top of my water That’s why I’m steady dripping, Beat the beat up wit a leaky pipe I be goin stupid like I don’t know how to read or write, Sharp off top like a mufuckin peaky blind-ER Blinded by the light, they don’t wanna see the site, Dont Worry bout me boy you need a life Talk cake but I never seen em eat a slice Same ppl want smoke always need a light Lead em to the water push em in tell em sleep tight Even my ppl went ghost, Peace adios, When I need em the most They went all socially distant My demons aint get the memo tho I’m Keeping em close (Ew Yeah) I don’t need to prove shit, (Ew yeah) You aint gon do shit (Yeah Yeah) Flick of the wrist (Yeah) Razor Ramon wit the toothpick Razor ya dome like a barber Still Scott Hall wit the spit curl My shooter like Brett yet sharper Get shit shaken like a big girl Sick world, yeah the climate fits me, I’m a sick mind yet still kind as can be ..Still don’t Try and tempt me Watch how I Turn a rapper vinyl to a flying frisbee Like * whhhhhhheeee * …. That’s the only time I let bull shit fly …. *inhale cough* Got me a good lil high Eew yeah I’m everywhere you never there Mmm.. nah Im never really anywhere Cuz I really i only be in the lab Posted like a Steak out shit is better rare Get a pair grow some you a teddy bear Life foul shit is never fair You looking Debonaire Head of hair like Fred Astaire Wit a edge up and the hair line better yeah The way that I maneuver ima never fail Ima set the bar and then i set a bail everything going on up in my Head is hell Only time I ever rest on a bed of nails ..Thoughts controlling him Lost the mode I’m in
lost the hold again, Fallin slowly all the Walls are closing in

Open up the scars pour Salt in the wound/ See me Smile at the pain watch me mArvel at doom/ Gone aloof all alone lights off in the room In the dark is where we get to see the stars and the moon/ Just when you thinking Opportunity is hard to assume/ When it aint knocking thats the time when Kramer barge in the room/ I thought that i knew About being out of touch But i got a closer look now talking thru zoom By default a recluse Walk wit caution, dry cough and consume the Future wit a mask off is a tomb Keepin Cool under pressure rock a Parka in June Fuck 12 like i do a piggy doggy at noon All this shit that’s going on got me lost and confused Tore up like how my knee cartilage do Im at a loss, disagree and don’t talk then i lose, But then again I been taught not to argue wit fools, ..... I just want to live to give my daughter balloons (I just wanna) Smell my roses while they all are in bloom By the time I try to pick em from my garden they screwed But everything’s falling apart it’s Par for the mood It’s all cool…

This is not a drill this is overkill, Thinking shit is candy, til its raining on ya soul 4 real, The Warming globe is real, shit is gettin colder still Im sposed to heal but how? the world must not know how my shoulders feel -yeah- Shit is getting heavy i dont need a spot Lift it on my own, and never see it drop, Seen a lot of ppl got defeated by the system, Never even got a glimpse of an end of they sentence, they’ll never see a dot, Me I’m not street, but I seen a lot
scenic route
still I got stripes like leaving out the Adidas shop
Ppl not,
really what they seem to really be aboutl
See it and believe but what you reading probably be a bot, - I think I’m too woke I need to take my ass a nap, My natural state is the brain on an acid tab
They don’t know how I stay on like Aladdin hat I never fall this a talented balancing act, Bagging a pack is the actual fashion I rap in fact Double the package and still smell it thru the plastic bag Yeah I’m Backing up my ink like a tatted lat Smoked my grandma out cuz she got cataracts yeah big facts, in caps, I go Hard in the paint watch me pick apart a mismatch
ballin like a spin dash, talking all that big cash,
Look at all these Washed up dish rags They been ass .... Fuck who turned they back on me Used to be the homie now you Mad phony Wasn’t down to ride All that baggage must be taxin You can Carry on but now Look at all these bags on me Ha! Stupid* -you missin shots Im pullin up -pop and stop step back, hear them bullets duck -i shoot the shots they never would because they shook as fuck -now the squad good as fuck, look em up

This aint for the radio this is for the underground This is for the wave that know, this is for that other sound This aint bragging about the flagging This aint cappin about the trappin This is more rappin about the rappin still its real life I make art out of my food i call it still life Get caught off in the mood and go and kill mics In a bag, sealed tight, real type Short days, long nights, This is what it feels like Being in a league of your own Seat at my throne, Leave it alone Some ppl Need to atone They lackin respect on my name And they speak in a tone Im Deep in a zone I dont even see em at all, Eager to ball, I dont know the key to it all, Still learning as I’m breathing while I reach for the stars, All I know is that I’m seeking to be leaving a mark Playing my part, trying to stay away from the dark, It keep grabbing me, asking me, Where the fuck id rather be, I dont need to be nowhere else than where im actually at Passionate rap, used to want a platinum plaque But I aint in it for the pat on the back, Im impactful, tactful, Raps got a bag full, Built like a statue, Chill when I pass thru Bills still past due, Meal deal fast food, Ill will bad mood Chill chill act smooth

Pretty boy meets a ugly world, walking dichotomy
communicating prophecy thru the eyes of a deity
society’s proprieties rely on its economy
accordingly prioritize to monetize optimally
never mind the lives in need, every body gotta eat,
let em starve, watch em bleed Gentrify and watch em flee
poverty is all geometry
look at the Properties between lines 
the two sides will never be isosceles 
so when we down we to try to see… A way out, Through god, or a bottle, or a ticket for the Lottery They look to the stars,
at the corner store parking lot Scratching scratch offs off the hood of their car Cant see the bright Side forced to look in the dark You ever look in the eyes of a man and look at his loss
The streets took em apart…
broke em down, but when they built him back up they took the good from his heart I try to look at it as art, find the beauty in it,
paint a picture make a movie wit, truly spit it
but I realize that’s easier to do it wit 
the lenses I was given my position is a lil different
we all got shit we go thru Is it bad I feel bad that’s true?


I don’t know what’s happening/ Everyday we battling/ Marvin said what’s goin on
But time and time and time we ask again It’s messy outside,
Look at all the mud we tracking in Hangin by a thread that steadily unraveling, I’m gathering myself, trying to get my shit together, (getter) running out of time trying to pull a Chris Webber, But you never get more than what you given That’s regardless of religion, God will not jump in those Shark infested waters where you swimming (Where you swimming) Shit is real…
Shit is ill.. Shit is still as ill in the field as it was wit Emmit Til
It’s just the cameras now, 
Everybody got em, spot em
shot him with his hands up caught em wit they pants down

When you see it wit your eyes what they hid You learn People aint evolve technology did
you still believe them white lies you was taught as a kid You need to get your ass up out of your crib HOOK What the fuck am I watching here? Dont know if my mind is clear Cant believe my eyes but still Im not surprised what got us here Where is all the Riot gear Where is all the tear gas I guess no one in power taking pictures wit a Bible near Its Clear these American terrorists were all invited here
-imagine if you died in fear in the laws hands over nothing -then imagine riotin the laws lands over nothing -and the laws hands did nothing That’s a little more than nothing, or a little twitter message Isn’t it Funny how they so quick to switch perspective It’s different when it’s them and all they shit has been effected,
It’s all America except the citizens neglected -It’s all about all lives, except for the small fries -It’s all about everybody until it’s the wrong time
And somebody wrong died, committing a wrong crime, But it aint all fine when lost lives on the wrong side.


Times are crazy.... Whole lot weighing on my mind I find that lately... That silver lining up and down Its hard to find its wavy... I got pain inside my brain i hide it daily Its on Rewind I hope that god forgave me Ive mistaken.. Happiness, For shit but look How sad it makes me Instant gratification never last but maybe This time around the bottom of the flask will change me ..For that Im praying Cuz I got a baby… 
on the way I gotta be a model, pay att-
ention to what I relay, and
Watch what I put on and say and.. The way that I respond when harder times are facing No doubt in my mind I’ll raise an honest lady
Nowadays I’m… Worried more About her safety
navigating…
through this awful time, should I be proud, afraid,
or feel i made a mistake bringing her pretty face, in this ugly place and making her run the race when we MILES AWAY
we MILES AWAY Times are crazy.... Separated Moms and babies Locked in cages
on the borderline its borderline enslaving Cops are waiting… Waiting For the moment that they gotta spray you…
reaching for your hips this aint no macerena Pulled him over but there won’t no violation… Profiled the model and make and
he just wanna drive his lady
she just wanna Ride ms daisy
but he caught a shotty, and she caught it all on live and made it public… This the shit we tired of facing,
every week its copy paste, an- Other body on the pavement,
How no blaming?
the one who took a life away the One we paying..
to keep us safe so how we supposed to keep our faith in..
a system that was built to fail it’s feeling ancient, It’s time to Come together like a compilation
we Gotta change it,
 If not today then when? How we supposed to win when we…

MILES AWAY