I don't care what happens to my species Because I think this species has squandered great gifts Namely, and especially, the gift of this mind, The brain/mind Which is able to distinguish between subject object as a starter And able to do a lot of abstract things that should've led us better places

[Verse 1] Yeah they call me the hardest, I go bar after bar just to prove a point if I wanna They applauding this artist With the potential to be sensational in all this I keep writing and writing, one day I'll be a star Just a kid from Sooke, up in Canada Always prepared to manage a flow cause I got the stamina Constantly causing damage And matter of fact I'll handle this So point your cameras cause shit's about to go down in history like an anarchist Modern Napoleon storming in with the uncontrollable Urge to destroy these kids powered by weed and petroleum See what the motive is and I'll breathe, take control and win If you leave I will throw you into the team of nobodies and in fact I will take your body and crush it for no reason Go and deep throat your mommy and tell her the new dope boy's in so Anybody who brave enough to step up to me Consider my gesture of rejection a luxury [Verse 2] Or a blessing if you think your God can save you now Watch the king be crowned and all you'll think about is how you figured out That boy TK from BC ain't nothing to mess with You caught in the wreckage All suggestions aside I'm not to be tested So get a taste of this prowess I give off when I tear a mic Where I'm right you are wrong You're cold I'm eight-hundred Fahrenheit Prepare to die if you being bold and ready to swear to Christ I'll leave you underground for a reason you fuckin parasite I got about a terabyte of these rhymes and beats Time will see and tell us if they live up to the grind I seek Imma be whatever I wanna be so admire me Try to be the best that you can if you're inspired G I take control of my style and no one changes it I was bred and made to spit so it ain't in my veins to quit Major labels wish they had talent like this cocaine I give When they hear it, rappers take a sip of liquid Drano bitch [Verse 3] So I'm taking them into the breakdown Just to get rid of the mess that I made now Cause otherwise they raising the steaks now Or making debate now, I'm making the 8 mile It's nothing to me just to get these rappers off they asses quick I've been stacking ammo for at least two years and half of it Is bad as shit but in a good way These people are nothing to me It's kinda funny the way they act when they looking at me Is it intimidation or is it just innovation or am I looking at it wrong cause I've been sitting waiting for Somebody to come and notice us with this pen and paper Here, no closure's shown for no hosers You'll get overthrown by the power of us we on Like a pack of sober stoners who listen to OVO and just Chill out and smoke a bowl if shit gets tough then let 'em know This the life of a west coast rapper Get your coat snatched if you approach faster Shit could get intense between us Whether you mean it or you don't We could make a mess of you and never clean it [Verse 4] This the problem with the mentality of a hip hop artist Whose lips drop all this bull like 'If I was a famous star I'd donate all my shit to charity' But it don't take Claritin to realize that he's embarrassing himself Along with all of his crew who spend they afternoons just Walking in twos, imitating and following you As if to instill some fear into your mind, keep you stepping right Shit just makes me laugh, the fact some people think it's alright Hip hop, it is an art Bitches don't get that you do not start Beef with nobody you ain't on the level of you'll get beat down rather than get a level up Keep with the music someone crank the treble up otherwise shit'll get ugly Incredible how these motherfuckers act when they spitting Back to these writtens I wrote on a ghetto bus Alright 'nough the Versace flow only I can go Stop me from all these prodigy flows I'm constantly dropping yo Watch me fall from the top and then bounce back up like a trampoline I am king and unlike Lion King no one can trample me

[Verse 1] My words are an internal battle of good and evil No other rapper's as hood as me though If I could just bottle it up, the cockiness, I would But see, bro I fly like a crooked eagle My wings is fucked up, broken down like a good cerebrum And as it turns out I lost my mind in a chopper blade Spun around my head in awful rave Lit like I'm lost in flames We all dream of the day where we blow up like Saddam Hussein In the meantime I would chill out, but I've gone insane And yeah that's a problem mang Sentenced to death at seventeen Forever living it up but they want my head severed like celery Or lettuce I get it I'm never as clever as Eminem whatever nevermind If I get signed Then imma keep ripping the sickest shit ever like damn right At an incline in the rap game Shitting out lyrics like methane Giving the rappers the chest pain like ready or not with the vest bang This is unreal, this mess of a rap game I'm done with the rap mang So put it back up on the shelf and wrap it up like another track mang [Verse 2] You should take offense to this, if you is against the shit I'll bash these rappers right upside they head with some instruments Cause otherwise they might just break me down with an attempt to rip Fortunately that's all that they got I'm intense with it Convicted and it's crazy the way I'm treated with medicine The struggle isn't slowing so I assume it is infinite But then again I could be delusional and repent the shit Nah I'll never ever give into this Intuitive music I craft is finally unstoppable Tension is palpable in this battle for the crown It's all bullshit The message they sending out to the youth I've been empowered to prove that these hoes is not with the truth They ready to figure it out, what I'm about in this façade of a world Lot of the worst rappers out there They struggle just dropping a verse Gotta ensure the hook is written by executives up at the top of the charts Fuck all that bullshit independents taking over shit whether you like it or not

[Verse 1] Thank y'all for tuning in I don't wanna get rude again But who'da been the best writer alive? If it wasn't for you my friend People saying it's T.I. Did someone just say Ludacris? Boy that's ludicrous Can't believe you're going through with this You know what I could do to kids Step the game up and begin to rap I could crack a cracker in half Full of distaste like a ginger snap So don't let this kid just snap Otherwise you'll be six feet deep Another zombie roaming around trying to find work like you on BET [Verse 2] A symphony of melodic metaphors You in between like some fucking metalloids I drop knowledge before I cop college Boy I got all these broads to let aboard So jump ship cause it's over boy The whole style's going overboard But this ain't motherfuckin Adam Sandler, so don't worry boy I'm steady ready just to pick the Mac up I'm in disguise like a black Mack truck If I only cared about what you had to say boy I would give about a half fuck So I'm giving you half a minute now So I suggest you stand committed now Cause otherwise you could be televised and buried Boy I am forgiven now

[Verse 1] Every lyrical conjuring is like another conquering Stab you in the gut, and rid you of all your confidence Shoulda used common sense when offering your consonance Just know I am arms equipped and my boy's got a bomb with him If you on the fence about my music this the consequence You'll be dead and buried yeah it's scary but I promise It is for the greater good of mankind Whether or not it is Is none of your concern, so keep your mouth shut and I won't kill you Minimum wage I'm paid, you flossing like face decay Though I don't worry about it cause all of it wastes away Good'll come to those who wait, whether or not you think it's fair So enjoy you're ten minutes of fame cause it ain't to stay I'll cut you with the razor blades you use to shave your legs Yeah I know you into that shit so don't you player hate If you think you're safe your incorrect cause I'm making my way Over to your crib, so shh, you'll wake your baby eh? [Chorus]x2 We are the realest ones So if you're feeling dumb Just pack your biggest guns and come and get some We out to slay you verbally this is a murdering Underground powerhouse you've never heard of me [Verse 2] I'm the hardest ever lyricist Wait hold that thought I gotta get my sharpest knife, give you the sharpest kinda spear to kiss Cause I adhere to this music when I appear to spit Here's the gist of why my artistry captures the spirit lifts This the second attempt at my captivation I was left in the dust waiting to be activated And now my laughter's fading I'm jumping back to making tracks that now could bash your brains in This time my raps amazing Welcome to the world of unique beats Cause you need me to present the truth of crew-league streets Cause no one is as familiar as my familia Drilling your skull in Hablais espanol? No I didn't expect you to So imma step on you and your little gang of the pesks that you call a crew If only Your words slip slowly Meanwhile my vocabulary worthy of Smithsonian [Chorus]x2 [Verse 3] I am ready for anything that you throw at me And that includes bullets, fists or any sorcery Now I'm at the fourth degree of dedication Maybe it's commitment Maybe it is just the medication Now forever levitated and demonstrating How to obliterate the plans of these fools like fenestration Y'all are just main stream like the interstate And innovation is away from your in tent and it's awaiting It was a big mistake to bring the K to my town Thought you had the chopper flow well didn't you well pipe down Right now imma get ready and then give it to 'em iced out Give me a minute just to reconsider the things I try now Most of these modern emcees, they carbon copy us I tell 'em right to their face they are the sloppiest If they brought they bodyguards chances are I would probably bust Mac 10 of the rap game it is obvious [Chorus]x2

[Verse 1] I'm glad you stayed for the second project cause let's be honest The first one it had some rough patches but that shit's been forgotten We onto the modern TK and he ain't accepting all this Shit these whack-ass cats in the neighborhood been projecting for us So he running for us, they screaming 'run, Forrest' He just ignored the chorus ordering that we set the bar just A bit higher so he can climb up and wreck these phonies Who claim they reject the bullshit but only connect to all of it I left the projects and I don't mean hood shit I meant the thousands of mixtapes I had in mind had to escape that and set an album date And promise I would make it Sure enough I found a way to power my own prowess by gallons of valiant determination And it's tiring trying to get a little quiet and rest and peace Out to vibe with whatever shit I've been trying to make But I'll never give up, even if shit gets incredibly rough Imma do whatever I gotta to to honour and power through all this damage that I've been a part of [Verse 2] And if you wonder There ain't no drama Between us cause we the meanest And no one wants to mess with us So they exodus from our songs so If you wonder where I've been ripping these past years Last year I was just writing fighting to clash near Trash here they rule the radio with they singles mang But I've been waiting patiently for like two months to bring the pain Look at all these phonies just dropping off like they tripping They're out of control and they always off with the writtens I know you don't know me, but if you stop and just listen We could take over all this bullshit without a question So before you disregard me And bump your Young Money Just know I will always be making music that comes from The deepest part of my mind and heart There ain't no guns trust me We could make it together in this so don't you run from me

[Verse 1] It was all a dream My mother told me that the silver screen Was nothing but a place for pills and lean And man she was right cause All the people I trust, turning into night just darkening, All of they hearts'll bring pain And it is via viral marketing Nobody blew the spark from the carpet and it caught fire And my whole thought string was lost Tough times for us unlawfully Tossed in the mix of these nauseating kids Who love to talk to they friends 'bout the spark they done lit Fires starting to get uncontrollable in this land Filled with alcohol and marijuana, the kids man Someone gotta bring em the remedy and the positive energy For they ridiculous thoughts God send me a replacement down on this earth cause I need help So please fix the game of life before it screams out [Verse 2] It was all a nightmare Cause ain't nobody ready to fight fair And everyone I trusted was right there They slowly flow away in the night air Well imma need to fix what I broke What I've done I've become number one But no one wanna come On this journey that I'm on And I'm sweating because the process I go through just to get music done Is something I won't do any longer I'm out of this bitch, don't cry about it Bitch I'll stand up for myself because I'm about to get kicked Into the dirt and the sand because my sound was original Come down from the pedestal on your clown-ass intervals Putting out all your shit on the internet just to benefit I let them locals know before I start to just send the shit Don't play I ain't a toy killing it like Buzz Lightyear And I don't need to fight here I'm beyond infinite

[Verse 1] And the day'll come when I stop spitting Them eye-popping writtens cause my mind's all glitching Your iPod's kicking 'em and I wanna listen It's my fault that them other guys all glisten But imma never do anything other than rap So if you've got a beat and you want me on it then talk Go drop all the sickest shit you've got in your arsenal I promise a farce will be surfaced from your cargo I know I am the sickest amateur Dying to give his gift out and ram at you Damaging fools cause I was just Given the gift of rhyme from the Christians Who believe I am insane with it Call me Christ when I come down, not out Cause I ain't reliving the past life of the veterans Cast rights with the pen and paper The skills unbelievable, that's right I'm ambiguous with it Good girls will mingle in with it I'm knocking the competition so please stay a minute and say [Chrous] And you know I never wanted you to hate me But you pushed it to the limit and I'm breaking I swear you are my heart and soul But I think it's getting old [Verse 2] And yeah it's melancholy Chronicles of the honest folk who are spelling All the information you require to live life right In spite of all of the recklessness I am quite nice I've been secretly doing this underground Once a bolt of lightning, we moving the thunder now And you wonder how I can pull it off And still be known across Sooke As the best thing to come out since they revoked the cross Yeah religion is died down, it's tied out Much like the success of rappers having to write down Suicide letters instead of evidence Destined to reprimand all these kids who do X and live in a mix Of emotion and some façade of making locals pissed off Cause ain't nobody's grip soft on the reins that are hip-hop You shining like some lip gloss It's all good if you miss us This gift I've been presented with is infinite wisdom [Chorus]

[Intro] I know I just got here Imma keep delivering I understand your underpants are waiting to be stripped And then tossed onto the ground We'll make love on the kitchen sink But just hold on, I think we need to figure shit out Cause we rushing We heating like an oven Putting it all on the line you know we just fucking But no it's serious I know I seem inferior to other motherfuckers But trust me I'm delirious [Verse 1] If I treat her wrong and keep it raw they come, come running Look at her stunning with that ass so cunning She look at me right and I think I love it So don't change shit baby keep it one hunnid I need a love bunny I can wake up next to Maybe make some pancakes for and hit the blunt too Wait Keep that soft shit on lock cause tonight We gon' party that's right So when you see the lights out When the lights out, when the lights out I'll run with it like a quarterback did it Or the second lap of the relay I did it Bitch I'm going all in like I know all the whole business But you know-it-alls know that I'll so involve women This the protocol if a girl done got timid Bitch I'll stun up on her with the force like Yoda y'all bitches I just wanna open up like soda y'all get it But uh imma Imma keep the clothes on, I'll get it I'll get it, I'll get it (blah)

[Verse 1] Okay consider this my turning point So just kick back and just relax and maybe burn a joint Don't worry boy cause yo there ain't nothing to worry bout I know they talking shit about me but that's word of mouth You heard about all the crazy shit I been doing Thinking about just touring and saying Fuck life in this small town they named Sooke Cause it is uneventful being a mini man in a miniville I don't deserve this kinda treatment I got too many skills Dropping two projects within a quarter are you fuckin me Ain't nobody local who got that still he's up for free Luckily it's easy to do the shit I ain't suffering But if we were to be murdering lyrics I'm coming in Here I am, back in the flash it's happening yes So get up on your feet, imitate me but have some respect Cause you know it ain't here being the hottest around here Was lost but I'm now near and will stop when I've found it Let's go [Verse 2] Okay you know that every lyric that I conjur up Puts them closer to my ass, 'til they onto us And I am just about done with the moms and sluts lines That these other rhymers want to bust Cause ain't nobody gonna sponsor you If you just talking bullshit like 'fuck that hoe that I no longer love' It's in the past, wipe some dirt on it if all you want Is to be known as the mothafucka who lost to us You're chasing your own tail at the pace of a snail Getting mail from some fans who heard your shit from betrayal Just wait 'til they find that underground shit you wrote prior to fame I am sick and tired of these liars and fakes Who claim they do nothing but bust and work an hour a day Devouring their Kraft Dinner and they're Powerade Wow it is a shame, the way it comes down to pain, You write a verse in a month, I make an album in days So let's go [Verse 3] And while society doing the pole dance I just sit here carrying Earth with both hands I remember kicking it with no fans Everybody so damn hesitant to hear the gift I wrote, man I could sit and complain about competition But I think you deserve better from my position Don't worry 'bout the mission or any opposition The clock is ticking so I hustle just to drop the writtens My God, rap is like a beautiful woman Pressing through to ignore But blessing music It's origin in the south side Linked to the views of the poorest Cause ***** blues that he wrote wasn't felt by crews up in Portland Players, haters, player haters They just sprayed at nay-sayers running at the mouth like a drain Ain't it not so possible but yet optical Only logical God'll bring me a nautical spit tactic like Nas So go

[Verse 1] How am I to prove anything to you Damn it you slam whatever I send to you I'm getting frigging mad at you I gave you a chance, but I'm at my lyrical Xanadu So if you don't enjoy it at this point then you never will I know it's not my fault, even though I'm pissed off When you criticize my music it's a shot to the heart But when you do it, it's like you're filled with alcohol Do I agree with any of that shit Not at all I try to make it unique but it's like I'm dropping off Feeling all alone and stranded like I'm on Guatemala Lotta talk but no walk, barking just like a dog Ain't nobody listen to me bitching so I'm on my own But I've got my homies, and yes they've got respect When I drop 'em a written they give me props for it And this album just like I promised is nothing That you've ever heard before from an underground alphabet [Chorus] And I feel the pain When it's not enough And I can't change your mind But this blood in my viens Fuck it flows thick enough And to the top, I will climb [Verse 2] You enjoyed Bragging Rights but then dissed Soul And then you ask me why I brought the spears and the pistols Just know the shit you say reflects on my mind at ten-fold Now you know if you call me out you will get told It's old The way you treat hip-hop Making it seem as if I played you and cheated you but I made it The cream of the crop Jaded you act, when I spit my bars out Spending sixty hours in the studio isn't hard I put in work to deliver the hardest shit I can Do you understand what it's like As an artist in this land of talentless motherfuckers with million-dollar production Honestly trust me it's not hard to do what they do In fact it is basic It lacks that amazing quality of this incredible sound we found in the basement I'm done with this rant, love it you can't so just face it I'll never appeal to the motherfuckers who hate shit [Chorus]

[Verse] About to murder shit Swallow and gurgle it As if you heard of it Pain of a tourniquet It's got me up late Is this tough fate I hope not cause I said fuck faith And I ain't going back Run like a quarterback You fall off cause You wanna pour the jack And I'm bleeding And I'm screaming And ain't nobody here Cause I'm dreaming And there it is again A man and a friend But I ain't one of 'em I'm there with a pen But the ink, see It is leaking Is it my blood That's what I'm thinking Somebody gotta help There ain't no way out I try to open em My eyes stay shut Anxiety again Am I in need of pain Starting to think so Cause I am me again

[Intro] Fuck bitches Fuck bitches I got homies I got homies I said fuck bitches I got homies Hey [Chorus]x2 Hey We all got that money dream And we all got them funny things Fuck bitches I got homies Fuck bitches I got homies [Verse 1] Guess I'm back in business, guess I'm up for grabs Fuck you if you talk relationships then you can suck my nads Fuck your couch, and your girl you just made out with on it Honestly I don't give a fuck so lick my dick if you wanna get on it I own this shit, like a dog who claim his territory All you douches and you bitches who gon' share a story Spare it for me I ain't give a fuck Put you in the mud for saying that stuff This bark gon' bite you don't watch out Cause I've been fucking praying for an excuse to use this knife Who's gon' lose they life If you wish to fight and we ain't tight, I wish you good luck and good night Give me a minute just to be on this shit I go way out beyond this shit Interstellar exploration had left 'em gazing cause I just bombed this shit Leaving officers offering concious consequence I never associate myself with all of them hoes who are onto it That just ain't my grind, so get in line 'Til then if you don't know me I say fuck bitches I got my homies [Chorus]x2 [Verse 2] Who the fuck you think you are You've had enough of that Pinot Noir But I think it's time we cleaned it up Beat it up, beat is fire Beat cop in this beat desire You turned beet-red when I called you out And now you gon' try and beat the fire Alright then, I might win And yeah I might lose, but it's unlikely You know that I've done all I can Just to put you on the map, yeah it's unlike me But get used to this new homie who is in tune with a brighter day Just leave me alone I don't wanna play But a brother went deep trying to sell TK We moving on, it's another time period Another rhyme period to be vibing curious And I seem furious but I can promise That once I'm done, gonna conquer all this Hanging with the crew seven days a week Letting pay come clean When I get that money, it is in between Everything else that I do I'm looking at you mothafucka know I'm pushing that new shit Looking back now, I'd have put back my normal life for a girl that's cute but (cute butt) Since then I've had a change of heart Can't believe I made this all But when ships sail apart and the lightning hits Motherfucker they break apart [Chorus]x2

(Switch sound) So that's it eh, damn This shit still ain't even worn off yet, goddamn Wait a second, where am I anyway Hmm (Car door opens) Shit GPS Shit in this car don't even work anymore (Phone rings) Hello 'Where the hell you been man we supposed to be working' Nah I was just going, I was just going for a drive 'Well come on, get your ass down here, we need to start working on that mixtape pronto' Yeah 'Do you even know what you're gonna be doing' Nah, nah I got some ideas