Batter up Louisville swingin', 9th inning
Rhyme slinging for my winnings, my mind's spinnin'
Times tickin', the grind livin' behind writtens
Smile grinnin' combine spirit when I'm hittin'
Never bat an eye, news is asinine,
Flashin' all the passerby's, risin' gap class divide
Weather it out, whether without fairweather friends
Steppin' it out, ya wheel of fortune,
when ya letter is out
Collect all the loot, catchin' wreck at the spot
Make grands like Puba, exit like Sadat
Vanish to a past life, Afghan in a glass pipe
Vision flash, on my lap, a dance from a past wife
Climbin' the obstacles, when rhymin' I swash buckle
Fighting with hard knuckles, like Simon & Garfunkel
Leave the mic graffiti tagged, ain't no easy cash
Off the beaten path, beneath the cap is where the
heat is stashed
Don Quixote off peyote, notes & categories
That's reporting stories like Capone and N.O.R.E.
Its a mad dash in this city, hash to Philly's
Cash over biddies, dancin' like Razonda Chili
Thankful for the green grass, peep math
I calmly lean back, drinking a forty with Rocsi Diaz
Hairs combed over like a young Ray Liotta
No caps up in Corollas 'cause jakes is chasin' quotas
Crash a house party with kraken & pack hyenas
Gallivant in arenas, romancin' some ballerina
She Latin or Arabiyya, ashen the fattened cheeba
They playin' "Creepa Creepa" but I'm lampin'
in black Adidas
Blurry nights with Tanqueray how we chase skirts
Raw papes mask the strain when them days hurt
Started out this Genesis, Don Milly tenements
Scheme like Tommy Dream,
wavin' indo like a kendo stick
Soul-searching hip-hop from this Florida rapper, with lyrics that dig deep and take an unflinching look at life’s questions. Bandcamp New & Notable May 1, 2023
