VERSE Revealing the soul that they need for the now and the know -Leaning for support keep the steam and the roll All engines on you, my ninjas be-gin with the props Points all, in between, weaving they watch Rock the even and odds man out even the dots Got a lever to flip Re-rip the regions and rocks Open wider Hope the eager are stocked There's a fall temperature stalls Like leaving the crock; open wide Whether you ball Or even if the fever has popped Suffering, the seasons don't squat Stand tall What better reason to stop (drum drop) Better ease in the stock The price is up a bit And life is buffering The rites to the covenant may surprise some But it is no surprise that certain people wish for your certain surmise The pitch for fervent skies gives a fermant eye While we ferment with the highs they set the lows to make us sigh (and make us sign) If only it were that easy to blame Its so easy to maim when you under-consider the mange But it aint the main mane Two heads, nine sense and fifth tense gained Fit endgame but FIP just played So a certain lady still has pull and attention and an impact on life and itself Like bad mention But the infinite is life in itself The dab rules Look for innocence to righten itself the drab rules.. YES I WILL With a stereotypical cliche of a profile Cause life is a first-hand experience when you've progressed to pro-styles Cons come a centime a centimeter The scent of sense and all that dreams was sent to ether Ever spent an eager holiday where penance seekers >Stay tentatively tenants in a complex that ain't centered either That situation might be described as crusty But trust that we've never had to eat the whole rust heap Freaking don't stop when reasons are deemed wasteful Today's full, oil spill tide blacker than space still -The bass fills, steady and straight skilled Ready to lace build and build As heavy as Days spills Either the nose or the doc players with or without flair got hands in the schemes and stay greasing the knock That stone cold picnic, we are feeding the flock With power bars powered stars keep on peeking to watch.

INTRO (narrated by T.O.O.) Yo son, read So the defense was tighter than usual like the sun was bright The sum was ripe but the sums werent right So sometimes you gotta say no VERSE Nice and smooth and precise with it Wide witted wise already magic, why wizard? Like Bill Weiss in Prime, real good, why wicked? And technical, at each and every spectacle Spectacled but see, the only pop he sought was Sean Sheffy Right-handed, but when pool, a wrong lefty Long, let's see, long Nessie like a snake out of water then the myth is wrong and all messy A strong Leslie to be rated top like the Nielsen A strong sense of a kong crop that he's sealing Kimchi peeling back the ceiling Rest in peace to a Jax like Binkis Recs his high feelings, like the Flux of tides dealing Rye bread not the white with nice peelings Break off a proper chunk and dunk like Rice stealing His rites reeling, dues spun dry like second load Born to rep the Go, then connect with Dos like one lets it know and then gets it; close Not only set the code but a standard that's sexy like premium Broke from bad, like Jessie Crystalline methods spit like Lil Wayne no, its like Gretzky Champion sound; a Sniped Wesley Lines that slap shot, never the Long one They want leftovers that's half-hot, not the strong Rum On a strong run to wrongdom right way to belong to A bright Days long ton and bright waves He raps like light waves, gifts packed tight like nice bows He throw nice bows unintentionally like Bill Cartwright When the bill is carded right; mastered Not a scar in sight until underneath the mask a light-colored slight bastard Underneath his past what he oversits If you can understand, you still aint know the fifth In the coded sense Html, hit the middle like a long stroke Their chest caves in like strong toke Of lawn load No prawn, a king in pawn mode Able to step back when he needs like bong blowed Project the atmosphere into existance Resilient as an ant no guns without slugs and mad skills slippery as a piston's resistance Gifted degrees on his five and one; his sixth sense A sick sense of whats mighty healthy like spitting Sick tens His stint ends with a flying banner above head That says Bob Marley shot the sheriff with unlead The son's dread The way he lock down a technique, on the home stretch that's some spread bet, the sun's red.

**Gymnastics is ripe for precision and light when it isn't your life is a rhythm (Huh) Cats like to bathe in their ignorance pay for nothing, (and) neutral, indifferent (but) Beautiful isn't it? Beautiful ignorance duty to ingest the As that jake who made his way by delivering Stars, to see stars and it menaced the innocent Lose his temper, you lose your September Semper Fi put your body bag in a blender To trace out a line like a missionary po-po Sition, we can only listen like we build Basing the time and condition of the kill They'd space out the fine yet there's a mission to the bill Evading the fact that erasing is crime Evasive with facts why're we chasing the lie? All in the flash and the ember, Last thing you view before fading to black All wasn't stacked for December Last thing he knew be-fore upgrading the craft Admission to the spill The condition that he filled Was a visionary move *(harmonic echo?) The traditions that he knew Kept the friction to a minimum ..Dream catcher cinnabon Fiction wasn't viewed Wait what do you mean? Is life as sweet as a wife Seems when she cheats like she was time to the beat And who is the meat? Who is the hunter? What is the prize that we seek? (uh) when we break more reasons to (uh) when we shake more trees than we (uh) they can take your speed, that's the least of your things, you can make more lead (uh) when we fake those reasons to (Dooom) the victims receiving the (Bap) collateral damage and lateral damage... dont make no evening Odd as it sounds the Days in his night Brings light to the dark while the pagans all bite While the rage and the plight of man and wo-man.. Engage in a strike But who knows where the path goes Pathos like pros when the past goes past Into the future, into the feud, to fuse with imagination's ruse of a booster Streaking effects like the LSD used ta' Peaking, left this planet like "Roger to that, Houston." Even put commandments to honor that crew man Peaking like the sonics but sonics would crack ruthlessly (uh)When its over and gone We'll be sober and wrong like the code to this song (uh) when the soldiers have drawn and the shoulder we on, wont take more leaning (uh) when the cold has withdrawn and the snows have been thawed and we're floating along (uh) then the load that we carry means growth will be buried Earth can't take more bleeding REPRISE (unh) we never had to make more treason (uh) they levy tax and take your squeezings (whoa) the heady cats will stay uneven (yo) the ready cast will play four seasons(X2)

Je suis, tu es Be all you can see See all you can do Do all you can free up The pausing past we stuck Unstuck in motion and coughing massive In causing action; cause and action Cause is asking, caught in axing how the cause has axis The crows all caw no access The clause no accent The claws take meat from the jaw no absence of sound The flaws keep crashing the paws keep slashing At all that has been, and all the has-been's that Fall for fashion; false no fashions Their fault they fashion a falsehood fractured To pause is a husband caught in traction To find the strength to fall again, but all is backwards The call of chapters that call like captured The force of friction leaves raw the tactics For help from the pit, The pitch is a hand and a grip The situation lands on your lip Bounds off the tongue then stands for a sit Ounce for the one with the gram and the grip The gram or the whip, the grant or the wit to keep the sands from their drip... As the grand's never flipped >>Without an extra hand and a band of landing strip The strand's never slick (quick) It sits in security, sits to multiply just like obscurity Just like assuredly, must find absurdity Skip the cult and try jump blind and hurriedly Come try and hurry please The contrived and absurd reoccurring these days Can give a real sense of in-jur-ied thieves And jury leaves them tried and worried; seeds Slurry To know where not to go digging like the murder field Bigger than Hit-Hop More bitter than cheap scotch Taking the burger's heel to lengthen the merger Real figures have; some flip-flopped Feel like the end of a sandwich, the bend and the stand which Leads to an achy knee infused with Steel like they brandish, must buy the canvas Flaky Like pastry feels to used bread To paint a picture that Days reveals is tainted like mixtures Tainted like mixers with.. Must try the cabbage Must pry the bandage off but let it breathe; let it be Then the schmuck tried a zanex; panic Then he let it leave His body resets like it's dry and spandex-ed Inland empires act so outlandish Impact expires like a hack who faked it Eventually that fall from grace has landed Essentially the call to fate has handed Credentials to a wall of faces; candid Braided by sisters, hated by lovers and still faded like twisters, or created like tinctures Creative life stinks of elder fame The only thing time is good for selling grains Selling chains like they're out of style The bellows gain like you been causing pressure A huff a puff and a golden house round Back-fist with an upper cut that split the ground The split illustrates vulnerability. SECONDS Mellow half yellow but only faucets in Flint and third world are earning autism Drink from the tainted well costs vision see your fate will propel you to a lonely caucus Ain't no lonely closets with clogs and caustic Chemicals adjacent to the trench coat Like phony offices front un-lawlessness Minerals are chased under only auspices fresh pressed silk sewn drawls and crosses French press pauses bench press clauses that fall like all spliffs when the next best pauses Then rise again in a length less authored At lengths like Dhalsim Stretching the rations but flaws win Strengthen the passion keep balls in Strength isn't passive at all NEXT Elbows tucked in, play when you pay That's a deep seduction like sleep and something... Reheat induction Repeat your function Receive your lunch before you heave what you received to the trash like a likkle bit of beef and tungsten A likkle bit of grief and sun stem from heat that's unbent spitting freight train second hand Got wrecked like a crate made record hand >Reinstate what we made great; yes we can Innovate don't imitate like a mime >>Mind you he innovates like a mind Mines blow up when triggered like fines You'd figure that late fee sent for no reason Could take the season out the veteran His fate is time Without excedrin without etcetera Now it gets better bruh >Only cash cows can yield that cheddar and Feel that debt again feed that resident That lives in a mansion or yacht or a squat extravagant like heaven's tent He dont believe heavens bent Straight on that seven scent Got dates but relate like blind fates Indy life is fine for 9/8ths 6 if you're lucky Throwing that 7 get you heaven Negate the 8 like high stakes Gimme mines like grind date Gimme shine but dimes feed In times when eyes and skies up high bleed like a highway homicide and it's you and I and I; keys to a constant ride Seized by a constant high And freeze by a lot of thyme A strum and a drum, but turns into some Things haven't done Cause opposite of start There's a moment in time that gives a moment in time Lessness...opponent; your optimistic heart. Coptic when it starts Popular as Mars Opulent but charged Check the suit and the scars Less the fruit and the barge

VERSE Enough about the unseen one scene is enough to have you pair of noids paranoid when the all isn't what It may seem like a trippy dream Deemed to remind us The sky is the limit, take off the blinders we are just a dot in the space above the heads of what the humans now race Assuming how pace» »And technique determine the size of the anthem Refurbish the peak and the size of the answer No other than a subtle hint (of) when winds troubled and rubbing you in the wrong way, in double »to a strong stray couple of storms are making long days buckle like knees below the son of a fatherless mother called nature we're just puddles with faces how to get along un-governed (and) covered up in face-lifts 20-20 Still so fucking basic The basis of 20-19 was when the days spin Face it, Looking down or you looking for the spaceship? Tending to the sheep or simply hooking like you may skid? In a control with no controls, trolls a con; you taste it No can-cans in Cancun like racisms that we are graced with So wonder when there's no lightning or thunder in the belly Cause some bellys have nothing and its plunder on the telly VERSE Life is like a train strike everyone's walking On the same tracks keeping both the aim and the game bright tightly squared The right to bear arms is just rolling up your sleeves so it seems Every night we stare At an unblinking half moon Seemingly speaking The demons be reaching for ankles Dreams keep you eating Eat well drink well live like its guaranteed Give like you care but you don't when the chair is free Sit in captivity risen in activity Breathing like its a gift that given you back livity Levity let us be thankful for what hovers heavily Sits on the base of your neck s-so unsettling So un seventies this age and time Like this page and line, ain't no space, for back peddling No place to act heavenly like in hells kitchen But we elevate the space and face the facts readily Up on a higher plane in a higher state of mind higher grade of dime than the eye will ever try to break revise the tape; soul on vinyl never trapped never matched, nuff of that, spinal tapped

Now some of these cats ain't sharper than soup spoons And some of these women be like markers to new shoes The stunning thing's, the more they start to living like new goons The less they can invest within a winning like you lose You choose, to pop trunks or the chest of drawers Pandora's box there you hope for the best and more But um maybe the worst is, stupid is as stupid does, cmon people Backmask at least reverse this He ain't bitching tho, because the mission rolls He got no doctorate or mastery but he listen so Thats how you soak it in like morning sunrise Vitamin E and gratuit, so keep to one side There's always someone running up from behind y'all And someone ahead and down the road may he remind all Its never over till its finished You might be better sober than in spinach Yo in covert he diminish that Secret stash it keeps me easy like a minute matched But it aint for everyone like a finished guiness glass, Therefore let us pray until the sentence smacks Like on the hunt for a score and another inning cracked Wide open like a brew at a bbq or open book for a starving mind, wait, pardon you Get your mind out the gutter less you like it dirty Got your grind in that other mess you like it thirsty Giving thanks to your input and influence Giving thanks for intuition and the infusion A different point of view can add another vantage point To a narrow minded fool who couldn't even manage coin Damage joins control He dont say fuck a millionaire Fuck the billionaire who gives no shit for the trillion there Its a simple thing like washing right behind your ears Most got two and a brain between to know what grinds the gears He find it fair to say respect for those who give respect Found his flair in starting rhymes that would reconnect his checks Without the glitz and glam overpolished Mister Cleans Cause life is dirt and hurt Better times and mysteries This is the source and sample looped in this universe You and I, first the most high sparked the momentum Thanks to that, we roll like steep hills and cadillacs Now fight the powers that be, and battle back *Written by Days in 2005 Recorded at Smoking Open in 2020 A long wait, but worth it after all.

Speaking mildly, seeking vitally, every informations and running miserly idly in heavy rotation Condense, pose, you'll be put off virally In intent mode and gunning like rivalry when intense shows Which side'll be at an advantage like paint when you add canvas Visualise strategy in Atlantis that's as savage as saints At landing points anywhere that's management Responsible for delivering on time at camera's risk The streets are watching and walking Even the beast is talking You use your Instinct to distinguish it from people balking No evil chalking he's smarter than a medieval falcon And odd man out like he changed his own name to Even Hawkings Physics and seasons offerings Seasonal greetings with extra seasoning no bland plates come out of this season's beatings Believe in three things and lead the seeking to Seed the fieldings The realest greeting was with the self and his yield of feelings They yield appealing when traffic piles up like wheels not willing Its been a long time since Kevin was in the field and dreaming The world's water and postmen are like Rambo is Segregation ran rampant but bodyguards don't leave a scandalous Guard body like secret service no secret handles Radio silence or video violence Open tied greets the sandal Open toed The token rolls along its path To join those that had already managed to pass, In the past Radiant stylus or spinning like Gyruss With 99 extra credits, penning papyrus Open skies; vandals, virus As gentle as iris captures As central as when the tide is scattered back into the whole We arrive adapted Trying to transition but trapped forced, Man, listen that force is bigger than you When out on that course We make a minimal decision to listen Or tune it out. The land its never still Until the proof has gone. Look the roof is gone. Look the shooter's wrong The computer programs you When the root is strong. When the root is strong You cannot fall until the truth has dawned(x2) *Written by Days Recorded at Smoking Open in 2020 Confined but free.