What's that there? Scope him out, check that ear Like an exile here See me get rep like an ex-pioneer T-rex i look at myself out here Detects they looking for guests out here It's like i'm fleeing the stress out here Rejects lean on the fence out here I be on my 1 2 3's Blew leave of Blue Cheese in QP's Pulled seeds from bush weed and Pushed trees to shook peeps and took fees 2g's really was never the aim though Lay low with pesos and take notes Gabe yo, the cloaked fool who broke rules Stole brews no O'dooles he's so cool Cold food, wasn't trying to eat that Seek daps from street cats for feedback See paths to relapse and weave past Never be back don't leave tracks believe that Males seem to get in the business to get pussy Everybody crooked and independently rookies The rap genius with the pencil Disobedient, Prometheus in the mental Real talk, hate speech, outrageous Still walk in grey streets without flavours Triple negative, still selling all of the memberships Single file crowd the door to get the medicine Medici, Cosimo keeping all of your euros Leaonardo Da Vinci Giordano the you know The reasoning secretive to the artist Who was seen as a heathen cause he speak to a goddess Truthfully a liar Knew this dude, used to be retired You get used to being being higher Navigating the clouds abdicating attire I'm a sire, spitting it serious like messiahs I split the bias and kick the fire that fit the fryer I'm getting tired of getting tired of getting tired Of the signifiers that's signifying the sin defiant Colder thann February In the world west of the east coast of the buried One love to the cemetery Ever ready and necessary like Emissaries Why you think it's called protection and not theft and Why the city hall built next to the projects man? I shot the sheriff his fellas is on the terrace Looking for weapons cause overzealousness got 'em jealous Talk about fools Whatchu talking bout, talking bout who? Kidnapping the verbs Spectacular rapping he spit vernacular firm This that and a third of a fraction that brought me up Hocus Pocus hypnosis the dopiest vocalist stunt Back to the fucking future and into the past present Rap peasants, can't stand where Nandez is

(Ioan) Yes I believe in you As you should believe in me indeed Like would you die for me Tho I ain't ya precious Jesus piece I'm sittin in the leaves talkin like my tongue was split in two Spittin game to eve Seduced into sippin juice from forbidden fruits I ain't the most high Tho I ain't far from it soon as I kissed the sky I was quick to plummet Now I'm quick to dumb it down Till errybody know ma shit Baby won't you make it bounce till errybody notice it Don't mind me I'm just rollin spliffs Through em live vicarious Stem my curiosity like baby where yo cherry is Your partners they been various Sometimes I get lonely too But out of all dese tricks, no bullshit The one I pick is you no trickin That was rude Girl u is better Like u is bad My eyes is chinky cuz I love u forever Wit a little effort I kept her Don't talk only eff her I prefer Pop pop nigga hot like that pepper Pop pop tweakin wit the freak of the weekend Peakin in my seat, on the strip In my seat let her strip Shots straight through me Shots straight through me in the whip All Eyez on me All Eyez on this bitch Wanna bump n grind n bunt weed Real nigga get atchu askin bluntly Hit up in a Beamer or SUV Like bitch I'm legendary (Gabe) They ain't ready they ain't widdit can't see Once you get in the centre you can't leave I'm beginning to get it it take toll Equate whatever the scroll say with the road It's the daylight shift, strange can't find my way round shit Through the maze, sensei delegated the good Intellegente para my genre in the hood Blurred lines in world wide with limits So i split digits and win tickets like thin witches Rap pottery scratch lottery stub tickets The oven above him hover forever in the writtens Prophetically do things Dude strange got two names like Bruce Wayne In reverse, hidden identity be the bond Holy trinity to infinity and beyond I'm a don, when I hear the sound of the fauns I gets down like i'm let drowned in a pond You know the crown made of thorns Bound to the brow but brow made of bronze I seen 'em they're moving the crowds with a wand Run up on the hounds when i prowl with the swan I'm gone like never come back Scheming on the track since the weather gone black, where you at I'm, staying alive in primetime forever These motherfuckers is getting money to show measure Pull the string scratch attack what you love And return to the fire that burn the desire that you covet It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder How the realigned vines combined made me a hunter Going under, over and out, no doubt I'm a scout see me fulfilling the route gone south

What's the use in Making moves that reduce 'em Missed the clues now the clues shift Laying in the tomb tomb too thick Clear as the days fade away Night strike at your eye sight till your blind like mice in the twilight phase My life made in design i pave How you define what you couldn't find in the haze Why, i, stumble upon omens at day Folding the corners that's holding the page How you ever get past what you living? Anytime you on task anytime you fall back if they put you on blast could you feel it? Instability inclined No i mean literally be slipping every time Figure many shapes take form in the dark Under one kind of vapour that form in the talk that That speak that, snap dreams that, leave a motherfucker trapped where he sleep at Ain't nobody could have actually seen that Which is remember as unseen it would seem that It's so difficult, to break through the mould of an institute Ive been introverted, out thunk the system With much persistence i fuck the system From the cortex to the chest then out the mouth into the beat Through the time warp this rhyme talk the only sidewalk that's keeping 'em off of the street How you break through, trynna pay your dues that's wasn't payed to I take it that fate make what the fate do and fate never loose it couldn't cause it choose what it's all about Making the cut like you really did I'm in your guts like you getting sick Broken open crushed what you couldn't grip Pour benny in the cup more plenty get me fucked up, shut the lid I begin to ride out as soon as i find that carriage In this finite marriage, in between lines that define how i met 'em Confined by pleasure, make you climb high into heavens Scum of the earth they can't slide in the resin See me get by, 3 hundred and six five days at a time How the fuck you want truth when you run under the roof when you hear it? And everybody want youth, nobody getting used to losing the only proof that was written Blood put the sweat in the tears Thugs put the slugs in your neck cause you here Bigger nigga tell the little niggas get dough Little niggas killing bigger niggas get pro Couldn't get grown in a zone so small So you flip this dope till the zone all yours Cause the bricks hit home like a doorbell do They're clocking your property with the Orwell tools But it's cool, I don't need a mule Fuck 40 acres I don't even need to choose In between the womb and the west of the world I'm an extraterrestrial meshed in the twirl Real niggas ain't smart, nigga, not at all Real nigga don't think fake nigga like art real nigga just ball Some people may crawl dumb people stay stalled them people get gone Me i got balls and my word is my law yo that's word to the gods

(Verse 1) All day spitting Bomb shit homie, arcane writtens With the arcane vision Picking on the prism like a starving pigeon Me and my flesh Pretty much an incubus in real life breath Word up and around in the town is They heard of the one who be holding it down its.. (Hook) Yo i think i know, a lot about too much but I thought about you, and i begin to move from wherever the glue stuck to shoe cause Aint enough time in the glass, gotta count mine like mine till it last It's the ominous task Passage of time fly by till it crash (Verse 2) Ever since i been who i be, i've been the m and the e On the scene like this Off the grid plot the scheme type shit He been in the dumps for a minute Only in the head where measurement infinite I,i can't stand sitting Gotta get up get it get that shit in It's guerrilla interference on the track In the backdrop get got for your gat Get robbed for your skill Pull up in the whip get bought for your bills I ain't trynna be a part of your plan Awesome thing is i'm too smart for the man Forever ever recurring in bends Whenever the end get started again (Verse 3) What it is what it is Nandez do it for the kids for the kids Baby moms and the Breitling fienders And all of y'all poor righteous teachers We been in the dumps for a minute Only in the head where measurement infinite If you get it then get with it apprentice Jet set, lift, respect the limits (Hook) I didn't know i was invented, until it postponed ascension Realize that you're wise when and if now is pretending Time in the glass Slide, syphoning fast Make time into ash Ashes of time shine bright in the past (Vere 4) Past, listen, i ain't trynna fuck with your bullshit put the full clip in the rap Sipped into negative pool pit's where you at Hands drip from sedative movement's what you lack Make 'em clap like an opera house Echo in the hall to tall for the mouse I'm the mothafucking boss of my own shit Any mothafucka trynna step better know this Extra stealth i'm extra fresh Etch a sketch yourself before you stretch the shelf Space cadet, i major in sacred text Incubate my nature is ancient yet How the fuck a nigga ain't the best I could picture all these niggas trynna paint the rest I ain't trippin', all in the ultimate Coast to coast to coast cosa nostra shit Yo i'm special, there's a lot moving in my lid Always sorta knew what i was doing so i did Moving in the sewers and i slid Fuck was you doing i'm just assuming imma live Never in the dumps in the spirit Only in the head where measurement infinite Get with it got it together you get it Fall back into mad pieces embedded Cannot contain was is wilding Figures you couldn't explain where my eye been We ain't insane you just crazy Say the name ring church bells on the daily

(Gabe 'Nandez) We don't really wanna know shit All the people on they own shit Stay away why you so close? Everything turned grey like some old dope Are we really on the road or? Wishfully thinking of taking shortcuts Either way all the shores touch What the fuck you mean when you say what you throw up? Yo i think i understand Think you really need a plan Looks to me like we're stranded Yo its tremendous I quickly remember soon as forgetting The beckoning denizen from the den again with the sentence it's Typically tricky to stick to cellars for dwelling When hell is swelling from under you fucking with your perception It's sorta crazy how people think that they know you But never did cause their will wasn't in it it goes to show you that Want is the seed of all knowledge that breed the gift that is understanding of ignorance riddled in little bliss, this Live we living living itself Metaphysically dripping its image out of the well That osmosis of God notions in strong doses Spawn far oceans of prognosis in Cosmoses How you gonna have your way if Anyway it's all the same shit I ain't confused if I talk back Been opening everything since the vault cracked Do you think you know yourself or? Know nothing no one at all no All alone all together now (Ibeks) BOG lone bug to debug  Push good earplugs byer chumps all em shrug thugs snug as slugs in a rug Some sung buff scruff if roughed muff off in a huff tough better wrong than hung   On the other hand they clung to cushion your drums from all floating Thallium  Plutot sal im young 
Pluto salle langue 
Tarzan in hand umbilical chord swung 
Hissing caged behind his teeth a forked tongue  Sprung post bunk influences monster maltster bunch  Dug smug against the grain he punched with a pinch of salt munching on Malthusian hunches at brunch  Over population crimson Balkan contentions for lunch Apparent these Merovingians can't     Sprint with the rodent hunt with the dachshund  Don chant type two grunts Navy plate potluck supper hun 
Claim immaculate conception leaning toward a gestational cunt 
Intense silviculture sharp mind got blunt 
First born Marie taught him never to put up a front Depuis le temps des chicouanges vise toujours les mangues Convalescent garde le lit la - lis las - veux sauver de l'oublie son petit frere Kelia Visage exsangue deux semaines de caquesangue T'agites pas la caque sent toujours le hareng
La caque sent toujours le harang
Young Gro As is Above is Below

Solar, when i roll up i be on my toes, only go toward the ghost What's the opposite of prose i guess you could call 'em poems I guess you should get on my dose You already know How the kid do it so awfully dope Part of me broke what the art of the code was Guard your throat before your arteries choke up And they tell you its evenly split Even the enemy know and pretend to be reading your lips Talk that shit Running your mouth you can't walk that quick Seen the light in the steps in the distance And read the fright that reflect on the infant Fuck with the beat Never enough i stay cutting my teeth You don't want to get your area breached I fucked up everything in the area suite Young spitta on the come up Tongue trigger hit a dumb spitta if he run up One time I was blind in the mind Nowadays I find my mind all the time So many ways to be left in the trash Like bags of the tar get pressed in the cast I Do recall how we met I remember the things that you said when you left I digress cause Me i got rhymes to invest in Reflect best when less slime is injected Like A+ ape 1% DNA break up taste Who fit what the shore tore in the frame Rudeboy bring a new toy to the game Which boy wants to get murked Urching, surfing the surface of earth on the search Watch where you step in the garden Death as common as one breath in the wrong one And it's based on that Junkies in the alley with a baseball bat I gotta stay warm in this cold life Ghostwrite all over the song and it go like

Started off as a Idea, i be the, prime visa, rhyme breeder As smoke leaves from the hatch You notice that what you're holding is something you never had Madness, don't vanish Stowed in the stones thrown on the canvas You swim close to the sharks And impose 'em your totem to shrink boats on the arc the, Rap arbiter,track monitor Sworn borders absorb order to stack Karma up As he wander through the mirage And ponder harder than charlatans barking up they saliva Choke and you focus on how you breathe Towed by the high ropes of devotion to set you free hear Unspeakable noise That spun features uneven in unreachable void Tumbling down the crypt To the watery artery heartily starting to lose force Part of me gotta be half of what I embody In this sowed booth with gold tooth and flow too sore It's all thrice, all types of false triggers that draw dice Me i'm ice, colder than what froze in the doors key Showed me I don't get to choose if it chose me Flow body the autopsy Sling volleys like King Rodney and form posse's Clocking the forked path Stop on the block, score bags on North Ave It's a drag, gluttonous greed hugging the need And want in the same being just flaunting the same things The dawn of the eighth sphere, prolonging a done stay To rot in the sun's rays just locked in the one way Yeah it's Gabe, man I flip flame from the torch Fix aim then I kick game like it's sports And of course i been known my throne been sitting Been living in thin ribbons with wind picking Whisper, everything sweet that turn bitter Level with benevolent Devil dwell in my mirror Mirror, on the, wall disappearing in Fortress of melancholy, author revering him

To the window, walls of the circus In crescendo crawl to the surface Finna get on and off axis Off balance in trance and contrasting Read the dot that stop on the line Intertwined with emerald rock on the crown Stick a match in a sycophant now he lighting up Flip the stance into praying mantis and bite the dust This that righteous combat mic shit On that subliminal compact brightness Tacit possessive reflection slept in the effigy As the progressive ascension kept it from pedigree Animus, put a man in abandonment and he vanishes Like lambs in them parishes, landed in banishment Who puts the worms in the hook and words in the book Oh the trickery stink of disguise Stick to skies, maybe you fly Like Icarus slip from Sun ligament Some think they'd run quick when gun trigger spit Always seem to set one switch that come a trick I ain't ever kept one itch that come with a fix Broke into pieces shattered Matter stick to the feet of the ladder Finna climb up stay three steps ahead shit Till the time up to reset the mechanist What it denote Everything got sequels What you see might be what you need might mean what you be is it equal Stole position and got caught Out of touch with the fiction it's not thought Ring round the myriad aspects Arm,leg, leg arm head let arms rest And, been around ground still around now Surround sound n a drowned fountain of found vows