Are you ready for a kicking rhyme? Alright Are you ready for a wicked time? Think that you can hold it steady for the whole nine? Man I think your ready for some Basslines? Are you gonna cop in your earhole? Are you gonna let the beat be your vehicle? Cool gonna come with me so we can see it all? Admin I think they're ready let the beat fall Drop the starting blocks were off pull out the chocks and hit the runway gonna travel faster than gunplay untamed no stopping it philosophical confidence You ready for copping the consequence? Good that's what I like hear yell it out nice and clear watch it don't bite you ear like Mike Tyson's here slicing and dicing up the recipe c'mon and try some would you like some? I thought so let the kick drum enter your torso abandon your thoughts I see you're feeling it moreso It's sorta like Zen friend the pad and the pen then you know I'm gonna ask you again… Uhuh You know I'm feeling that were on the same vibe tribe imbibing what I prescribe'll keep you alive think you'll survive entering overdrive? the bottom line you getting ready for the high dive? Alright It's pathetic how I gotta go and get it when I hear the edit setting it off so I can be the one who said it taking over I let it its getting better every time I think you better call a medic get it? yep I knew you'd understand my plan man damn I'm always ready to jam man like hand to hand its combat but on that enjoyable tip Split are You gonna come and help me make it fit? You're so agreeable hanging for the unseeable future you and me like a voluntary suture inseparable wanna come and do some irreparable damage with me? What's it gonna be? Alright I'm taking that as verbal contract ain't no backing out now and ain't no coming back committed I'm gonna hit it like this its what you wanted admit it now are you with it?

The rhythm is the only ruse to beat these blues seeking to suffocate my good mood (Now That's True) My daily intake of splendiferous riffs that's what it is that stop me splitting in two (It's how I do) and now it's Taking over totally remote control stopping me splattering the ladder out of that hole That keeps me (down d-down) I'm climbing right back out making the music what my life's about First World Blues First World Blues Fresh water and Food Shelter and Shoes It's how we do and yet we sink to the bottom through substance abuse We're calling that the blues? man like we got an excuse Still sometimes the dying world wants to swallow you whole or even worse day-to-day a way of chewing your soul hard not to feel the weight of information civilization shifting from station to station til there ain't no relation and the hate we keep facing just for being ourselves negative consideration just for freeing ourselves we'd be better off to bury that and leave it behind but even if you try there still might be a trace in ya mind that pumps up the blood pressure still seeking to stress ya you knowing this already straight from the secret professor The thought undresser yessir it's the eardrum blesser hit ya like a rock knock you like the block called Bessa The rhythm is the only ruse to beat these blues seeking to suffocate my good mood (Now That's True) My daily intake of splendiferous riffs that's what it is that stop me splitting in two (It's how I do) and now it's Taking over totally remote control stopping me splattering the ladder out of that hole That keeps me (down d-down) I'm climbing right back out making the music what my life's about I'm married to the music we got lots of kids it's never overpopulation man it is what it is my Spine is the baseline if you hear me Shriek back or holla back without it I'm Scott free like Back in Black even the hackisack rappers are jacking some decent beats arthur martha whatever vandel-a dancing in the streets the way to ease tension family extension bound-to-be wrenching happiness from the pedestrian Henchmen In the sound waves traveling air pressure that gets ya at funky intervals for temporal lobe texture bet the jaggedy swing thing released in the shuffle stops me shuffling off this mortal coil just to hustle the rhythm the rebel crank up the levels and yell get the flip side rewind give me heaven from hell although it's only momentarily all shall be forgiven music is my life RIGHT that's why I keep living

It's no surprise as the crow flies the road flows by creepiest GPS now and I'm so high Highways are mere lines for those who fear time cleared time Never heed time I never need time Leave it Holier than shotty shells through a speed sign inter-dimensional meantime a clean Scene…time to pull-it-the-trigger-the bullet-ya-missed ever hesitant to persist in Desert wilderness You know that I control both Art and Science only the oldest souls can roll with that type of alliance My entire existence is defiance blacker than the dark night but I'm the spark in the sun fire's attire my departure signifies the fall of empires I'm the guardian of Gallows invisible in shadows companion to gods; thought and memory Migard’s messenger bringing back sworn reports of the enemy I brought the first Morn with the weapon of Thorn Bird land began before man ever was born I dropped a pebble from my beak and created the land on which you stand my feathers blackened forever the Fire-brand If the Banner fits the Wind then I'll give you the Day but if the Flag drops lifeless I'll give you away My alarm cry echoes out on-an-on-an-on Black-Blacker than the hair of King Solomon Black-Blacker than the hair of King Solomon The respected ancestor known for feeding the prophets protecting All-Saints Fates Communicating with Haints Traveling through various changes of State Unraveling sunsets to check the message in the picture they paint Ain't it just like the way I'm ripping life from the Earth how I guide the murderers to their speck of the Dirt With the fertile bird mind I'm dropping wisdom from Trees Every time I drop Ish I'm distributing seeds I'm the Vahana double-parked on the Wishing Tree In the name of Bhusunda I existed all through History Some call me Kutka I shaped the Terrain both loved and hated for the way I'm making the Rain Calling Land-Ho never my role - like to flow Aerial acrobatics keep on keeping me low so I can mix it up with other Predators so Ill Still if it's Road-Kill you know I gotta take my fill

I Need a…beat to beat the space-in-between my ears into subliminal submission Fishing mission in gear, now listen listening hear -It’s taking all-of-my-concentration now Space in a Space I’m spacing out Chasing a place I taste it HOW Bloodhound taking a scent across town I need it Canine brain off chain and off again - I need it Rocking a force like Socrates NOT keeping it under lock and key Not stopping me I need it veni-vidi vici property This thirst is the worst I’m cursing the works the hurt that keeps me murdering words As herds circle the earth I’m turfing’ like I got an extra pair of legs as I deflect the dregs that fester from the nest of rotten eggs who thought they got me pegged Nah Incorrectamundo on the Bass Profundu Get at me presto, come bless the Allegedly Allegro, Cause I said so - Man you don’t have to even listen to this evil mission wishing I could shift this fevered bliss I need it Said I would if I could but I can’t and so I won’t Ring the alarm I’m calmed Heavily armed inside my throat and my Jones feel it deep down in my bones and so I’m owned But I’m the only owner going home without a homing clone Moan and bitch and spit and whine unleash the beat its clobbering time designed to find a resonant frequency so you can speak with me tweak the tea like you’re Lewis Carroll, down the hole in a barrel Til the whole world is wearing new apparel -then we drop the saddle Satellite, set the world alight explode like Gelignite and tell em the the truth not sell em right? now watch this fella fight for daily doses show who’s the most ferocious and explosive hoping beyond hope that I’m exploding over overdoses Tell him he’s dreaming see and we are too a rolling stoner back in black and black and blue back to back I’ll be 9 paces back attacking you (with no) Finders fee reminding me this piracy is blinding me diamond like a diamond D I NEED IT Hungry like a junky stalking all five William Burroughs In my need I’m feverish this fever Ish totally thorough no tomorrow only right now in this instant gimme Vincent Van Gogh Sandy Yellow glow and I’m like Damn bro can’t convince it this damn flow needs to exit from this head before it wrecks it Only way to checks it capturing the magic time to Hex it Scarlett witch its Dr Strange astral seeking my remains to pull me back again dissolve dimensions like I'm acid rain this passive pain it makes me active radio I mean I’m clean this beat pulls dirt upon me like a earth machine I fiend to find myself inside it desire to harness it and ride it like a nightmare steed I’m johnny blaze and now my head on fire I’m a burning skull all my thoughts reduced to charcoal singularity the drive inside that drives the final goal and now I’m in it and I’m on it I’m below it I’m upon it I’m inside it and I’m finding I can write my final sonnet but alas the rhythm box its got me locked it is a demon and I must concede that what I need’s the formula repeating Its a blessing and curse man its the best and its the worst Its a thirst and I can’t ever cease this fiending cause I need it