Yo clear out the airways, Wu stingin' ya ears for days,
Teams we dissaray, no delay, bodies made to decay,
From the beginning, I stay winnin', but leeched to the sinnin',
To many hopes gived in,
While im tryna void the prison, released my seed, now im imprisoned,
Rebirth myself, back into bad health,
Now I gotta reteach, myself,
Addicted to the pen, inks my habit,
Lucked out charmed but no rabbits,
Stuck to bad habits, linked with the Abbot,
Aka Digital, blast on ya stereo,
******* mic flow,
Soul blacker than cocoa, smooth as Nat Cole, ya know the cycle,
We shoot rhymes like a rifle, super technical,
My aims unethical,
lethal as Gibson, peeps these bars son,
Thats mad arson, en fuego flow, that spreads over the forrest,
A bull like Horace, **** with chicks who birthed by a Taurus,
They cant ignore us, radio stations gotta jam us,
One O seven point five, see the swarm of bees, without the hive,
We comin' live, earth wind and fire, with the keys of life i desire,
Through the wire, try to test your luck, you'll get ya life expired,

Everyone throw ya hands up,
Like when it's a stick up,
Beats I never hiccup, Hennessy polished, plus a blunt of ashes, in the cup,
Some of my homies corrupt,
As Kurupt, we gets wicked, after duties of a meal ticket,
I stick it, into ya habits, ***** I grabbed it, Mr president elect,
Cold when I select, beats made for ya mind to inject,
I infect, the rhymes til it becomes plague, so much vague,
True renegade, cut from the blades, of the Wu iron maid,
From htown where we wear, loc'd out shades, radio station parade,
Beats to rhymes serenade,
Ya mind every hour, I power, in ya system shots so cold, it's hard to miss em,
Don't try to diss em,
Otherwise deal with the snakes that's venom,
Once I'm in 'em, poisoned the atmosphere, with no fear,
Voice is like trumpet, hard to triumph it, fools must be like Kermit,
Tryna leap, I blast at sheeps, who don't peep,
My CD stay in 5D, vocals performed wisely,
Bumped the Mercedes, for the Denali, adding another talley,
Head ***** of the state, wait it's hard to annihilate,
Vinyls from the crate, critics throw hate, but I just patiently wait,
For the perfect timin', to them bobbin their heads to my rhymin',
I genuflect like Ghandi sits, true wu bamino, since I toddler sew,
My genes close together, like seasonal weather,
Sometimes we fall, but the mission is to ball,
All out and all for all,
Brand with the Nubian, princess I suggest,
Little Corvette, flossed down in my Mitchell and Ness,
Time travel back '05, when I used to rock it live, no wack beats or jive,
New honey is being form, check out the swarm,
It's bees storming from the hives,

Yo inked up with multiple tats, cursed and blessed, since my skin is black,
Yo whats the reps on that, ghetto aristocrat, wise men dont need gats,
We sit like rat packs, Ocean's Eleven,
Get girls movin' to Tevin,
Poisonous as Mike Biven, see how im just livin',
My life, tryna void the strife,
Definition of a five letter word, so no need for throwing up the bird,
They must be absurd, herd the word,
I just sit back and rate from the curb,
Moved from the ghetto to the burbs,
Now the burbs, back up in the ghetto,
Just another day modern
slay Pharaoh,
Hawks to Eagles, comin' paralegal, i keep weapons illegal like Siegel,
Feel me flow, rise ya soul like a fresh prints of the snow,
Waiting for the nose blow, dilate ya opticals,
So tropical,
I can gets wicked, like Pickett Jada yall finna catch the fader,
Mj style, go beyond the wild, either clean or foul,
So take a bow, to the crowds, i speak actions then critics are wowed,
Foes to friends, quick to jump loud,
Hate me only to better me, black man still fighting for his freedom see,

Guillotine aqua-marine, the task is addictive as nicotine,
The microphone fiend, we used to chase after the leaves of the green,
Wither it smokes or the mulah
we call cream,
Just another soul shattering dreams,
American gangsta theme,
Still tryna build myself, since there's no I in team,
I learn to create my own thing,
Bit into the coin, now all come gather around and join,
Broke beyond the six figures mark,
Once trump took office, and cleared the benches at the park,
I light a spark, to anoint ya mental joints,
Keep my thoughts on point,
Black when i get the thinkin, let the rhyme sink in, entice those non-believin',
Im  theivin',
the lost souls led 'em into the valleys scrolls, down the brick roads,
It two ways to choose, wider the way or the narrower the views,
Skipped the news, they try to keep ya mind confused, I blew the fuse,
Holding the olives and the branches, to slimer my chances,
Only advances, more spiritual war, folks too deeply cut, to heal the sore,
The head honcho in charge, its the return of the geechee, like the ol' black sarg,
Tote the barge,
**** lifting that bail, i just sit back sip on a Canadian ginger ale,
Welcome to Hell, visions two point O, its no redemption to even the score,
Either ya rich or poor, since the first ******, its been a thirst for gore,
Like Al, be sure day and night I try to write,
Cant sleep at night,
cuz ya cells in an excite,

Welcome to the pillage in ya village,
I rap savage, like Ben smoke three packs plus a smudge of gin,
Witness the living, bump out the conniving, no time for jiving, only survivin,
Rivals to friends two timin',
Rhymin' is my staple, to the papers, ignored the vapors,
Put slashes to ya face like Vega,
Street fighter, raw writer, bullets connectin' like a typewriter,
Who's the rawest and hyper,
Pure columbian yey, rhymes bombay, make my day,
Clint Eastwood in the Fleetwood, made business man but i keep it hood,
Yo its all good,
Domino effect, inject the minds to hearts of infants,
Be all that i can be, eleventh member of Wu Bee,
Sniff fakes out ******, everyday new *******, smack the *****,
Yo its my duty,
Shafts in effects, make cold selects, from the beats that infect,
Ya mind hard to reject, puff slow on cigars I hit, i sit,
Like mobb boss, no coin toss, never see me shop at Ross,
Triples stacks got me a Mac, ten suckas gone with the wind,
I **** Scarletts turn em into harlot,
America the great, wait shes too late,
She been pregnant,
From all the ******* **** she ate,
Piles on the plate,I rock all states, like the D-E-A,
Move weight like Rickie Freeway, keep the gun play,
To a minimum, peep the conundrum, make ya girl,
Keep a mouth full of my *** um,
Something wicked, push meal tickets, ya albums pumpin' mad crickets,
No itch for the rhyme,
I sit back like time, waiting for the golden hour, to devour,
Clock King supreme, weighin' on ya noggin' broke dreams,
No time for shakin', calm my mind when the leaves gets the bakin',
Burn slow, smooths criminal walk like MJ, minus the glove,
Step to ya hometown guaranteed they'll show me love,

Tuned into gods net worth, new old age rebirth,
Now the folks aint holding up the worth,
The fake is real,
And the youngins holding the steel,
Claiming they got peace,
But aint no peace, while staging in the belly of the beast,
I sit back, still got scrapes from the last suppers feast,
Move to the mid-west from the east,
candy stones in the teeth,
Flashes for temporary cashes, soon to be cashless, and the crash is,
Slowly coming, the birds aint humming,
I used to wanna bust somethin',
These demons is real,
Always reveal, revelation genesis appeal,
intercoursed with angels,
in all angles, perversions spiritually eaten off the mangels,
Hard to untangle, ***** and Gemorrah, hard to ignore tha,
Wages of sin, we still caged in, say we living, but still trapped within,
The same **** they went thru back then,
In the zone,
Purple haze amazed, blessed by the star cropped daze,
And my memory aint phased, these days, i reminisce Isaac Hayes,
A long ride to Phoenix, Arizona in a Tacoma, hot as a suana,
From these rhymes ya gonna,
Wanna recite ignite, the quiets snipe, the horns in the corner,
Waiting to blow like Satchmo, or Dizzy Gillespie sippin' Pepsi,
Glass touch cobra clutch, remember the double dutch,
But these days everythings in a rush, i just keep it on the hush,
Heavy writer so im bound to crush, ectasy mind no paranoia,
speakin' divine words check the notes of my Rap Torah,



Fiery roads, cropped like the crossroads,
The devils abode,
Many people keep ties to the mold,
Eyes the windows of the soul,
See how they control,
Manipulate the console, broke the remote control,
Took back my mind, now I hold,
The power of Adam,
Back in the garden, of Edem before the sins engraved in em,
And the snakes that spit venom,
In the ear of Eve,
Please believe, these modern day prophecies,
It aint no conspiracy, just peep the pedigrees, and you'll see,
What I see,
Timelines of destruction, institute the percussion,
From the fallen angels, laying instruments of torment,
Every head and tongue shall confess, touch the hearts of the chosen, and miss the rest,
It ain't no rapture, you've been captured,
By the melody,
Soon to be a release of ol' felonies,
The truth is slain,
The lies the vein, everyday we living higher than *******,
No remains, of humans on sight, marine spirits moving thru the night,
The hunt is on, from dusk to dawn, you aint seeing them, but im seein' em run,
I focus on my sons,
Teach em we are the ones, lost on this earthly kingdom,

Switched my tune, learned from Doom,
Studied my critics in the room,
The elephant ain't hard to see, if you understand the plan, that's prophecy,
See what Peter sees, a slice of flesh before Christ bleed, new age evil we breed,
America number one in the honor,
Of horrors you can taste the aurora,
Don't ignore the bellyache, people's lives at stake, mad at the new wakes,
We baked, heat grows like Pete Rose, stayed ten toes, in the game ya know the name,
Picked glory over fame,
Went from chasin' girls ****, to drivin' semi trucks, clockin' mucho bucks,
Or dinero, number actor Black DeNiro,
We got lawyers badder then Shapiro,
Laced the cocoa, crispy cigars,
We only seen in ghost cars,
Black to white, red to blue, now the power that could be invested in you,
Stay true, to the codes of law, **** the streets, they keep us in mad beef,
Many Indians running around with no chief,
I used to pack a gold leaf,
See hearts increased, almost deceased, half humans and half beast,
The chains is almost torn, soon to emerge from a quiet storm,




See the madness that surrounded Trump,
Blame every incident,
On the black slumps, but missed the ****, the camel sits by the eye,
Of the needle, ain't it hard to see through, picture perfect for the sequel,
The bold eagle, can't match to the vulture, they say we do it for the culture,
Violence erupted ultra, hate to get political, policies pushed theatrical,
Modern day playwrights, sworn in our birthrights,
Money stamped since my certificate,
Of my birth, now my worth,
Is much higher than a billion, pinches of salt, struggling as a civilian,
Flex like Dillion, soft heads we peelin',
Up your adrenaline,
Went from nothin' to made men, others play pretend, new king pen,
Bringin' back the 90s, rewind me, when I smoke the fattest Phillies,
The trees of Liberty, got me feelin' chilly, cold with these verses,
Like stiffness of bodies in hearses, I could spit the worse-t,
And still manifest the best lyrics, is yet to come, thy will be done,
Earthly kingdom, dont need to inherit, the poor will over share it,
Bury all the treasures, stored upon Earth, pull the clips, out and extended the girth,