It's flippin' cash, green dead presidents it seems
Is prevelant to teens & men, this devilish scheme
Wipes evidence clean from the scenes of the crime
'Cause clout keeps the seconds tick present in time
Instead of 25 to life, steels bars & a wife
With a dick it gets sicker than acropobics @ heights
But we'll mutter some lies right, to discover the lime light
'Cause you know that the green shines & defines all the live types
So we find they type tight & buddy their ego
Then tighten the scope,
But before the heat blows we beat hoes,
"Keep close we can wild in a minute, 'til will find their depots just be silent my nigga"
"Look for cash, hash & where they keep coke?"
A wolf in street clothin' steady mutterin' trust
Actin' corrected when checked but always coverin' up
The plan to leave this man up under the dust
Anythin' for a franklin, it's the hustler's lust.

From the basement to the new apartment
I found a harlot dreaming of being a starlet
Who left clues she'd peruse each department
Spend change to change how she hardened
From a softened outspoken disciple...
Beg your pardon she'd utter under an eyeful
Of tears that kept her so spiteful
She's changed now, grown into her stature
5'2 slender enough to skip a knife through.
Yet thick enough to earn your trust to spite you
Left you lustful, heartbroken what a yutz you've become
What's the point of proving you could love?
If you're going to wallow and despair in all that you've done
It's the same story....one that you'll never give up

Swing from the same vine watching dateline
Interview with the vampire during the daytime
High fives to the losers, too slow for the winner
Hot pot is slow roasting with tomorrow's dinner
Rearrange the outcome and praise the facts
Erase the answers lets rerun the stage & act...
Today is going well and the idea fell through
The patient is recovering with acceptable health too.
Memories recover and the need for praise is kept
The ground was paved where you made your step
No patience left, just a need to claim progress
Savory tastes of victory and an abrasive lip
Doesn't matter the fault or the cases tipped
Took too long to remember what amazing is
It's in the eye of the beholder, cry on the shoulder
Sisyphus climbing with his foot tied to a boulder
Without a single regret, they thought the climbing was over.
It's just begun...better hide behind ya consolers

kappa delta gamma grammar
one bad mamma jamma, oaktree noose swing alabama
seldom masters. mostly monster
the world we see around us is so demonstrative
modus operative: the code of contradict
talk my shit, then go home and lounge a bit
it smells an awful lot like awfulness. we're all amidst
a guilty verdict. filthy jurisdiction in a glitchy version
of the system that we built in earnest
laws to write then misinterpret
christian sermons. kill a person
hitman hired for civil service
twenty cents to see my murder
jukebox music meter perfect
let me say farewell
before i die mid-sentence

that's a non sequitur act. It comes from a place with no basis
handheld devices take up so much of our time
but how would we have evolved without them?
Rocks or Sega Genesis - two artifacts from different settings
occupying attention span. The bipedal brand.

Biters need new dental plans, new wrists to rock
Plagiarized folks led to bans and it pissed em off
Gets them tossed like Jazzy Jeff met the land.
Thought they'd fly but saw the detrimental hand
Prometheus, look what I left to man, kick some rocks
Improve the spectral glance but gripped to God...
Receiving nothing more than pain and a witness
What does one have to do to refrain from Shind's List?
Blame the misfits or rearrange and change this shit.
Play the game or listen...it's a damn shame isn't it

ghosts in the hall
banging metal like a soldier of god
waiting on a hand grenade to blow in his pocket
don't wish me merry anything while nobody's job
can buy a fucking corn on the cob without a subsidy
wifi learn and work from a sofa, a precious luxury
watched the world crumble while drinking our whiskey comfortably
panic button federal squeeze. hugging us to death in our sleep
i wake up everyday wishing to cling to belief

Why’s dead man not in the AOWL?
Probably waiting for a last minute entrance to try and claim a title belt
I don’t blame him though, just relive some past glories
Shit I’d live in the archives too if my career was that storied
Maybe one day if I live long enough to see it
Until then I’ll lay dormant under concrete seas swimming with the fishes

Foamy bubbled crustaceans scatter in the deep
frilled lozenges and willful vengeance, dirigible beliefs
miniscule as krill - float to the surface reeds
and work on my cursive with submersive breeds

Well I’m like
A hamburger and fry away from an ambulance ride
Scary to think I’m the same damn size as John Candy when he died
Man my family needs to get me on a diet, a vegetarian one
If they really care for their son or they’ll have to bury me young
Couple that with this hereditary depression gotta love what I’ve been given
Said fuck it to prescriptions I guess I dug my own abysses

Call the misses, she'd say y'all is bitches
All up in another man's business
Trying to figure out what going on in this.
Call your witness, ask him who did it...
Who didn't? It's clear now isn't it?
Failure to grow a pair, spoke to open air
Quotes written up with hopeless ideas
Wrote in fear because there is no one there
Spoke it clear but never shared those to hear
The randomness just ran with dumbness
Viewers can't shut up it's clear they want drama
Took a calmer man to calm the land of one hit...
Wonders, up and comers who cramming numbers
Scamming others without a scratch of substance
Whining to the pioneers falling on silent ears.
See how them twins tower once the pilot nears..

Got my eye on yours but it don't bother me
The hypocrisy, the insult of pure comedy
It's the insecurity that brings harmony
So the harm in you doesn't bring the harm in me
My thoughts on a beach gold bonding freaks
Underneath the palm while they palming me
That's the way we get through dis' pond & see
What lies beyond the means

Age old question, is it better long or short
I'm all distorted by these old thoughts in store
Light the way but I don't palm the torch.
Still put the shell to ya wave like it washed ashore
Look at you I ain't see no man, just Pauly Shore
Ya best lines "ok" in the end they probably forced
This flow will rock you then your buoys face.
Jam the lead of a pencil into you til the point break
Don't care what you taught or the noise made
In the end you still washed up like soy base

Each ploy came... Left quicker than the hair for rogaine
So what you raise here comes as no surprise, no gain
So lame, so obvious and so plain, green like an old gold chain
Envious of all that came forth, around, now rotate...
Sit and spin and tame the creature that lives within
Whether it was purposefully done will always get a grin

What is news, mother?
 

Fox, CNN, MSNBC.
All live feed most earnestly.
All fed live, parasitically.
Off your subscribed Hannity annuities.
Divided Grace; Nancy addicted fancies.

Tickle your own Elmo.
Drop news-anchor elbows. Randomly.

Welfare State ritual.
piss-poor por favor.
Officer corps, the EBT infidels.

Shape shifter in social place.
Sharpened, marketed air-waved face.
No one needs to see.
Make new and sell, diversionary!
Bingo dinner shoes, clean white T
Heated take heed. Believe it or leave.
Dilated anomaly.
Refurbished truths homily.
What is news, news-mother?
In unbiased techno color, please.

Mislead me with curated hits.

But...just wait.

Till' we all re-seed this shit.