FAST LIFE CAFÉ Welcome to the fast life café where minutes turn to days that waste away in ashtrays days turn in to month's & a year feels like a decade same shit new day, get high or get paid you know the game selling sunshine in the rain in an alley way trying to get away from everything taking anything till I can't feel a thing auto pilot mind state spreading wings over paper plates crashing like paper planes with a suicide note to explain my scattered brain In this anorexic food chain clouded by the snow in the snow globe I’m just trying to get high so that I can crack the ozone And I aint even from here I’m just a E.T. trying to go home Living life at light speed I got no time to be free Hitching rides with D.U.I.’s As I swerve from side to side Trying to make it outside, this sad place Where minutes turn to days and colors turn to shades Where honey’s parade the sex trade Trading aids for Band-Aids But never mind that’s a piece of mind you never pay But a piece of ass is worth the cash If the victim is a slave Cuz it feels good to feel your pain Without hearing you complain trying to make the change with the change in your pocket but all that really pays is giving brains and getting topless can you please help me sir? What do you prefer? Officer? In the office-or a motel for your pleasure A slave for your leisure with pain you couldn’t measure But whatever let’s talk weather and forget about it, Money we all about it & we wilding for the wallet that be growling loudest We all sick of feeling powerless Where predators prowl where we rest new age miners dig with blades Blasting trough any lucky body with the lottery the size of caves and you aint got to be Jhonny to get blazed Trying to get the maximum collecting minimum wage crime pays even politicians surf the crime wave I’m searching for my blind date so we can team up and escape From this fake faith set in place Setting us in place in rich men’s waste I be racing till the end of time Till it’s the end I find And all that’s left of me are my dying lines Welcome to the fast life café. Now what can I get you? Yeah we got over the counter drugs we got under the counter drugs. We got kids we got girls we got androids we got steroids we got guns we got bombs you can gamble or you can pawn Anything goes as long as you are ready to go....... Now, what can I get you?

BLOW YOUR MIND I have no Mercy like a mercenary Just another job another bod I gotta bury Gotta hurry hurry Arm my force like the military And I’m at war everyday in this cemetery Aint nothing fair when you standing in a cross hair Cross over to where hell we already there I got a bullet to share with anyone with a pair of ears And I’m a paint on your walls with your inner fears I’m a Martian sent here to interfere Poking at your 3rd eye while planes disappear Blast a portal trough your skull A black whole sucking all Watching body’s fall over another Your the mark I’m the gunner Jumping out of the dumpster I’m controlled by my hunger Your the prey I’m the hunter I’ve been praying you under-stand I put a bullet to your mind and watch it expand 2X I see your lights out let me turn it on Put your helmet on Cuz I’m a drop the bomb Stepping over lines your in my line of fire I’m a blow your mind and set this world on fire Typical serial killer Seriously killing for dinner Horror suspense and a thriller So cold you call me a chiller Chilling outside of your building Waiting to see that door swinging Slipping in like a villain My only trace is emissions Killing you is the mission Gone missing go fishing Find your place and quit wishing Man I wish you would listen My blood sweat in this rhythm Ready to blow out your system It’s a blow out we living blowing on flames from hell’s kitchen I see you ducky’s be sitting the way I shoot I aint missing I’m a blow out your mind so I can see what you thinking See staying alive means I gotta keep killing Get the message it’s pissing blood all over your living room Reciting to the writings on the wall of your stoned tomb But don’t worry I’ll pull the trigger and take you home soon And you can live everyday like a full moon I see your lights out let me turn it on Put your helmet on Cuz I’m a drop the bomb Stepping over lines your in my line of fire I’m a blow your mind and set this world on fire I see your lights out let me turn it on Put your helmet on Cuz I’m a drop the bomb Stepping over lines your in my line of fire I’m a blow your mind and set this world on fire I think your lights out I think your lights out I think your lights out I think your lights out I think your lights out I see your lights out let me turn it on Put your helmet on Cuz I’m a drop the bomb Stepping over lines your in my line of fire I’m a blow your mind and set this world on fire I see your lights out let me turn it on Put your helmet on Cuz I’m a drop the bomb Stepping over lines your in my line of fire I’m a blow your mind and set this world on fire I think your lights out I think your lights out I think your lights out I think your lights out I think your lights out I think your lights out I think your lights out I think your lights out....

BROKE T’ILL I DIE X2 I'm a be broke till I die-die trying to get by I can’t rely on a life that I cannot buy Money is so scarce my wheel of fortune is a broken Ferris my life is like a Paris Hilton sex tape I get fucked up and showcase it for an interest the kid fucked up without the incest my life interest is lost inside a mic now I spend my nights taking fire out the dragons bite I'm that new age slayer decapitating traitors with a razor a grim reaper saviour with the slow kill flavour killing me would be doing this game a favour for my ideas are meant to free us from this capitalistic street dust where police want to beat us and no one wants to be us I got a belly just as empty as my bank account I'm on a mount trying to keep count of the body count yo I live on the edge nigga call me blade a day walking bloodsucker seeing the world trough my shades am I an optimistic slave in a futuristic age where the city is a motherfucking cage! X4 I'm a be broke till I die-die trying to get by I can’t rely on a life that I cannot buy I'm too broke to have an identity that's store bought Mc's talk binary like a robot go go gadget dough-bot I kick thoughts off a soap box for the poor lot I got a twisted soul with a sore not my life's a mystery that couldn't be solved by Sherlock talk like a warlock on a plank walk I'm shark food shoot tunes out my harpoon as I rhyme out my cartoon the Dr. doom of these neo rappers silver spooned I'm just a tick and a boom away from kicking you to the moon I'm a graduated space cadet majored in special effects to give you something you can feel something you can test something so surreal so real in the flesh caught up in this contest to contest as best I can in this conquest call it my con-quest if it wasn’t for the world I’d be harmless now give me everything you got even the change in the arm rest I'm a be broke till I die-die trying to get by I can’t rely on a life that I cannot buy I'm a be broke till I die-die trying to get by I can’t rely on a life that I cannot buy I'm a be broke till I die-die trying to get by I can’t rely on a life that I cannot buy I'm a be broke till I die-die trying to get by I can’t rely on a life that I cannot buy I'm a be broke till I die I'm a be broke till I die Broke till I die I'm a be broke till I die I'm a be broke till I die trying to get by I'm a be broke till I die-die trying to get by I can’t rely on a life that I cannot buy I'm a be broke till I die-die trying to get by I can’t rely on a life that I cannot buy

DREAM CHASER For real yo I kick a flow with a steel toe Smoked the haystack that was hiding my needle Now I'm rocking like a beetle on a planet full of box headed people Life is a battle like good and evil there is no sequel Yeah only now matters so I rap like a turntable bastard Driven by the questions that we never seem to answer What is life? What is wrong? What is right? Ahhh fuck it pass the Mic Fuck the kids like pastor Mic Aint no master of my mastermind Chasing after dreams only seen with my 3rd eye 4X I’m just chasing a dream Stuck in between Where I wanna go And where I’m sick of being I hail from a pig pen on the highest peak of the Everest Where we are wonderless in the wilderness Grabbed and compressed and repressed into lines Expressed on express just to stick with the times I'm bigger than the mountain that I’m trying to climb And I’m deeper than the ocean that I’ve chosen to drown in Rummaging for dreams in the lost and found and Found myself lost with a pocket full of thoughts Sick of the small talk with closed minded Cyclops Cuz freedom aint in your pockets it’s behind my eye sockets 5x I’m just chasing a dream Stuck in between Where I wanna go And where I’m sick of being I’m just chasing a dream Stuck in between I’m just chasing a dream Stuck in between Where I wanna go And where I’m sick of being I’m just chasing a dream Stuck in between Where I wanna go And where I’m sick of being

GET THAT DOUGH I be out the door Before the sun can soar Won’t be back for sure gotta get , gotta get, gotta get that dough Dough, dough, dough, dough, dough Gotta get that dough Dough, dough, dough, dough, dough I be going up and down Trying to find my stable ground I be going round and round Dough, dough, dough, dough Get that dough Get that dough Get that dough Get that get that get that dough Get that dough Get that dough Get that dough I gotta get it cash or credit Remix or Red-edit Reality is a world that I edit I'm on Monsanto soil trying to harvest my lettuce Set in a setting that just keeps on re-setting stressing like I've been in recession since my recess weed sessions necessity is the mother of invention I’m just a poor little nigger trying to get the world’s attention Sick of pre tending I’m part of a happy ending Me and misery met in an arrange wedding And life’s a bitch I just keep on forgetting Sentenced to a life of depression Till I work enough to die on my pension Going back and forth till I find a way to teleport Out this fort-tress Can’t die here can’t afford this Chained to a contract like a cordless Swimming with the sharks like a swordfish I’m just trying to get my cut Like a musk-a-teer Trying to live happy in a world of fear But there’s a price for that I gotta fight for that Kill the CAP and take his treasure map Born in this trap where all we do is stack Some wear ski masks and some sell crack Some sell their body other’s sell their soul I’m a sell my mind and tax the world I be out the door Before the sun can soar Won't be back for sure gotta get , gotta get, gotta get that dough Dough, dough, dough, doudgh, dough Gotta get that dough Dough, dough, dough, dough, dough I be going up and down Trying to find my stable ground I be going round and round Dough, dough, dough, dough Get that dough Get that dough Get that dough Get that get that get that dough Get that dough Get that dough Get that dough, dough, dough I’m a dying breed dying to feed Like a vampire’s seed sniffing out what bleeds If life has a price where’s is my receipt My guarantee damage warranty In case a war breaks out and I die at sea Die un-free or crack like humpty dumpty In front of a pack of hungry monkeys Monkey do what monkey see Monkey do wars and atrocity’s Play real life like monopoly Till everybody now gotta pay to breathe Pay to eat, pay to be Pay your life & all it’s fees Cuz living FREE don’t come FREE it takes everything you got to keep up with the beat Some make house calls with tricks and treats Kept on repeat till the sweets rot your teeth Some people got needs that they can’t afford Staring at starships that they can’t aboard Minimum wage holding up the corner store can’t spend my life scrubbing wall street floors I run with the leaders not the follower’s follow words that lead forward out of locked doors Torture’s an encore I can’t endure & dreams is a thing that I can’t ensure So I be out the door Before the sun can soar Wont be back for sure I gotta get gotta get gotta get gotta get gotta get that dough gotta get that dough Dough, dough, dough, doudgh, dough Gotta get that dough Dough, dough, dough, dough, dough I be going up and down Trying to find my stable ground I be going round and round Dough, dough, dough, dough, Get that dough Get that dough Get that dough Get that get that get that dough Get that dough Get that dough Get that get that get that dough Get that dough Get that dough Get that dough Get that get that get that dough (dough) Get that dough Get that dough Get that dough Get that get that get that dough Get that dough Get that dough Get that dough dough dough dough.......

IRON FIST I'm the product of a broken home My spirits been broken to bits of bricks And I’m slowly rebuilding it Over a pile of flesh and bones On my own Accompanied by the voices in my dome I swear there’s another me A better me I'm just the evil clone Predisposed to be disposed of The lack of love has me exposed to drugs Wondering what dreams are made of Kidnapped by the music and trapped By the intrusive abusive illusive nuisance Drawing flaws in my blue print Nothing is given away So used to being broke it’s in my DNA Same shit new day beg another DJ To let my music play Chained to pocket change on the underground lane Entertain the markets sheep off the train with my pain What you see is what you get Aint no special effects The only chain I got Is the one that’s linked to your neck The only brain I got Has been damaged trough experiments Of escaping my environment Picking up the mic raising up my iron fist My iron fist my iron fist X3 I be picking up the mic raising up my iron fist My iron fist My iron fist Over protective defective Losing our essence becoming over excessive Consuming anti depressants Provoked to become aggressive super imposed to keep stressing Planned tension Life is too fucking expensive Spoon fed with plastic to auto destruct My world was born inside a panic room built to erupt Leaders corrupt And most my idols are suicidal Now I’ve grown into an extra vile child Searching for a smile in a pile errors and trials Underrated is my reality Sneaking out the laboratory of casualties To value life without fatality See killing is the mentality you gotta be a beast to beat this animality losing our quality's in our over growing quantities Grown in quarantined economies This is a con anomaly Where crimes are done so commonly There aint no calming me Have no choice to rise above I can hear the mic is calling me Drawing me in to this wicked whirlwind I could never let the tyrants of this wicked world win Warrior SHAM giving an iron fisting 8X picking up the mic raising up my iron fist My iron fist My iron fist

RABBIT HOLE 2X sniffing and drinking and mixing my juice in popping and smoking and poking my sweet skin no the party never stops on my clock give me a line give me a shot I just only feel alive when my heart pops like a jack in a box Put a beat in a box and beam up like Scotty puffing moon rocks Moon walking on earth like I don’t belong Floating out of reality with all the drugs I’m on Dancing with Alice as we tumble down the rabbit hole Sharing coke with polar bears in the North pole and the streets be like a dance floor when youv'e popped at least four get to shaking like bacon in a seizure cooking up an appetite I think I need more can't afford to restore to heal my sores just a lion in a cage roaring for a reward so bored of this game on a board I throw myself overboard looking to score praying to drug lords preaching at corner store's I want the cake and the change in the concession plate I'm on a party train only stopping if it detonates drowning in the debts I make in the depths of lake where monsters shake bags of happiness before my eyes they got me hooked I'm a fish with a dollar sign Life's a rollercoaster and I enjoy the high's catch me digging with a key in a snowy mine I can't see clearly I got snowy mind 4X sniffing and drinking and mixing my juice in popping and smoking and poking my sweet skin can't learn from my own lessons wasn't baptized I have no blessings why pray? When I don't know who I'm addressing stretching my depression popping pills like breath mints to cut the tension without bringing the pain to attention time for me to go in another direction I'm leaving this world for a better dimension injecting Mic check 1, 2 testing drenched in poison is my aura without my medicine life's horror My energy is anti solar - my soul is so far from its holder tell the coroner he can find me in any rooms corner teleporting to space’s vast corridor with a tinfoil hat and a tape recorder this is your alienated galactic reporter coming to you live from Pandora just short of a quarter of a court order I’m a sorcerer at the source like an oiler diving in oceans of potions following omens that are fatally potent reciting poems of a puzzled life with broken components breaching out of hell trough an outer body deployment find me sky walking over to paradise for a moment turning torment to enjoyment at times I wonder if I die! would anyone notice? sniffing and drinking and mixing my juice in popping and smoking and poking my sweet skin sniffing and drinking and mixing my juice in popping and smoking and poking my sweet skin sniffing and drinking and mixing my juice in sniffing and drinking and mixing my juice in sniffing and drinking and mixing my juice in popping and smoking and poking my sweet skin

RUNNING (Bob Marley Chorus ) I’m running from my debts Running from regrets Running from the stress I make with every step I take into my death I can remember now how I was always told I’d die old in this hell hole Who me? Hell no! I’m running from this city Running from my past Used to run door to door to stack a little cash But the torch I lit burnt down to ash Now I’m back broke on my ass Rapping in the metro for a dash of your pocket spice Add it to empty life Empty so I’m out for more out the door Tripping over cords as I record this torture that I can’t endure Living life is fast forward Trying to find something to die for Or evolve in another life form Running through the storm with nothing on to feel the lightning Rapping to the sirens chasing me all the way to Zion ( Bob Marley Chorus ) I’m running from my troubles Only packed my hustle I’m running from myself Left my body on my belt I’m running from my fears running to disappear running through the clear to the edge of the hemisphere Running, running all alone Roaming beyond the danger zone To find a home to call my own With microphone throne's to sit upon this dark kingdom Where we are drawn to not question what’s going on till guns are drawn and lives are gone every month here is Ramadan so, so long till Babylon I’ll babble on & battle on Till all is gone Armagedon Bring it on! I’m running to the future I’m running from my past Running from this world Dragging down my ass I’m running trough your trash Running by like flash Trying to find a way out this urban Alcatraz