Make the bass smack the land
Mash It back to one continent
This novelist knock heads til Apocalypse,
dip back to my sarcophagus
Interlopers & dumb promoters get
left in a shoulder sling, pluckin’ off vulture wings
Stunts & blunts, got a right to hunt, let the poacher sing
told to me by ODB rollin' bodi trees, how's supposed be
Who wanna be an emcee, but not get paid to be a muthafuckin emcee?!
The road is upon us. I’m cloaked in the armor. Lo sport and a parka
Keep codes like Contra. then peace be upon ya
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