[Verse 1] King of my fucking city RIP to the Woo tho we moving to sky blue horizons heisenburg with the pseudo half way there to the mecca said fuck i’m bout to stack it up took a few years backtracking but i’m backing the track up love waking up to shades of purple got vitamin D for every beautiful bitch and bitchette in love with the sight of me eye on the prize golden gaze only MIDVS Sees hit the fork going straight don’t need tired i’m flying b how many young souls done exodused oldheads don’t know when they next to us all around the world we donebled with us from day ones to the strangers in bed with us [Hook] yea you gon wake up don’t sleep don’t you dare sleep on me [Verse 2] roll out the carpet Rosé devil in a new dress woke up another day a thousand times to all this new stress shits easy stay rolling (rawlings) Don Ls when Gs calling aw hell now he’s ballin block soldiers keep falling givin telly the old way like old jay meets old ye MK 8 fighting going down the wrong way but i’m just paving my own lane i don’t give a fuck just listen to what the song say and i don’t give a fuck bout myself on every Long Play

[JVNUS] congregations miss the status updates and dates no denominations hormones and hours alone is quite a combination passing a buck or two some trust construed annihilated and now i’m stuck with you a couple crews since 9th and later and boiled down to the essentials didn’t cut off any fat man i’m just way too sentimental like i’m missing pieces of myself who’s names i forgot an exercise in nostalgia old videos and stories for nought or maybe for thought and inspiration what statement you got except a shake of your head and “damn” pushed past a painful knot i guess the highs are always fleeting that’s why i’m fiendin for 10 milligrams of float away eating or breathing i guess i’m still that naive kid thinking i can be the shit while not knowing just what i’m playing with watching my life on repeat what happened to that actor a confidant mistake once and no longer a factor damn the will they won’t they pill and potion away all the lonely people disposable use them for love then you don’t know me what’s goodie “i’m down i’m down i’m down” down bad always sound mad manic do i sound bad try to make it ecstatic instead of acting normal speaking way too formal shaking and frantic cant even play the back of the class right i was on stage dreamin of sold out venues mansions and act right at my fuckin leisure follow leaders to that height you the cart not the horse, and got no heart of course but you already knew what the fuck you look startled for? you was lost in your own world weak hearted and poor only time you had homies was back when wayne dropped the carter 4 [Animist]

[JVNUS] been thinking too much about the oughts when my first and only friend got sent to three hits and a cot but it’s okay i guess supervisions my enemy now when quiet is too scary for a child whats the remedy? loud but i ain’t dabble til i was 21 reverse those eatin honey buns and breaking into construction zones for fun i spent the summer of worlds end 24/7 on the run i got these bags under my eyes cause i ain’t sleep since i was 1 they thought ya boy couldn’t speak for while that’s irony huh a first kiss i should have missed i ducked the ones before it entered a world two broken kids in bodies who can’t ignore it that peak crescendo find some pleasure repeat like a chorus but is you listening to the record or just trying to warp it 14 and having some habits that i am yet to forfeit don’t wanna be a 38 year old 8 year old torment from a chemical lack why my fam didn’t warn me retroactive knowledge just soured every part of my story nightmares and too many texts to kid who were barely performing to their standards and i’m actin like the sandman I was 15 thinking why’d i let that stupid bitch kiss me i make the moves and then cry when the bishop took the king got a blur and distortion to whatever you see when lookin at me and even when i think about the oughts before the fear and hate of cops and being scared out on my block filling my pockets up with rocks in case the wrong person knocks and mom has no keys for the locks i think where all this went wrong before second grade i already knew the weight and meaning of loss and then i woke up one day and i was 21 going to work like for certain this day gon be the one went to sleep morning said tomorrow’s another one Another chance to make the wrong decisions How you gonna get it going if you can’t get past what you alread know [ianinthewater] tomorrow’s another one but you already know that you can’t get past so how do you cope? i got business opportunities and emails that were sent to me and open beats with features that were meant for me that i let pile up because i’m going through shit mentally it sucks but fuck it, i can’t let this shit continue to belittle me, i guess it’s crazy that the globe, london, gold coast and tulsa gave some chances to a kid who’s still recording from his home that’s in the state where opioids and unemployment skyrocketing through the clouds, past heaven, they became their own prophecy man i remember when i bought for resale a pack of 8 ball that had came from a fent house then mac miller died so from flipping i skipped town with it $100 dollars down the drain and i missed out man i don’t give a shit though, somebody could’ve died from a young boy looking for a buck who’s playing god rumor has it, drug dealing now is its own form of art i could rap and play the part too, but shit i had a heart could’ve made hundreds of dollars flipping my xanny bars and then i wouldn’t have to worry bout being in college starving i’m in my room crying listening to marvin’s tears like all the sea i charted, look at all the waves i parted i’m in the water acting like i’ve been unbothered but i’m really ragdolling, look at all the rides tossing me i’m new to the market, appealing like boston be the two brightest stars in my state are randy moss and me so tell me where i told a lie, i’m known for being out of sight but bitch i’m on my third season shit like i made cobra kai with jvnus the god and i, we finally collide we keep it tighter than a blunt rolled with smoke in the sky

[JVNUS] my father lived through 88 got brooklyn blue in my veins how many yankee caps been banksyd on the back of our brain graffiti in the night i see gliding by on the train heading over rooftops where the gravel been stained by the blood of new recruits initiated with chains thud of metal air forces running over drains that was overrunning on the night of that hurricane my childhood was swept away with those sepia waves and every day since October the 28th no one ever stayed late in the park again cause they played in the dark and then someone slayed and the market still a darker shade on the carpet shit never fades and marks you just like brothers neck B K L to the Y N Official Coney Island murderers where i descend from shots and sirens make remembrance day end bruh til my face on a white shirt and i’m just embers i painted eyes to capture stories now i sell my lens i been recording every tragedy til hell i spin that record a fact checker for fat checks til nows end that’s the haul and i’m sitting here fuck it i’m about to end it all [Jackie Scan] was bout to end it now ascending from deficits sounding desperate ready to detonate definite i never been the same since seventh grade hit my first j submerged in dope i learned to cope in the worst ways i’m turning over to a new page alone and broken throating opioids even the ones that i keep closest don’t really know the boy i’m only peeping what they showed us bro i smoke to phone the void always been an outcast had me shook like a polaroid where were you when i was down bad with my hopes destroyed i’m going overboard only looking back for those important to me born into the passion we surpassing all apportioned pity city rats keep a switch attached to my hip i aint really with the static i’m just stackin my chips kicking habits only here get the status n dip

[Verse] yo 6am comin or goin ock cheffin it up 6pm in houston jolly luminesce in my cup got family workin tech that good they best never tuck look down the horizon where graves end yea best of luck that’s a 500 mile walk and 500 more on every morn since 99 been crawling for 1 score but never took that i book that no mark and no crook jack or jake or snake or fake iggy azalea look back I took a mothafuckkin blue pill cause at night i move still lookin for the crew where you at catatonic now when i move dill i still got love for all you motherfuckers i’m just feeling troubled let me flip that on the double we grown men we can let be known bro i love you that goes for every brother sister father and your mothers if they fucking with you then they fuckin with us they disrespect they gon foot the bill they gon duck or get it i’m sorry i say fuck like every fuckin minute lookin forward to the days where we can finally finish all these conversations i have in my head hope it’s more than a decade fore my eulogy get read hope i can say one day i’m newlywed hope one day i can’t point day look there that my kid i dream too far ahead manic all these words man i panic they flowing down the drain like my locks leaving the booth stranded i’m blessed with a few checks two legged and two handed my nana and my mamma told me long as that’s true i can manage and even then i can grow past the pen like my brother and my father give some back to them and my lovers and the martyrs who all passed and then had me writing just heal and learn my passion zen in the face of the world going by the wayside even if i gotta clutch my pearls and keep that peace maker waist high last thing anyone but me wants is my life being a waste i promised too much to too many people to sever those ties i can’t die not having been better and that’s why i learned my lesson from a christian not a bible and a couple dozen losses some of them not even mine tho but i swear on every line i’ll try tho

[Verse] Listen there’s a bump in the roadwork yeah dukes of hazard shit i go first i jump the shark and disembark up on the real journey take take charts and your top five and lay em on a gurney i’m real flagrant off a good time and a couple bourbons or cognacs like Kodak’s that tunnel vision flirting with the top of the game better than cole before my first tape and still will never rust i need a beard like russ if i go mainstream bring em old school vibes with the new school rhymes and a cutie or two to ride if i do time for killin the track and and the mix they gone prove i’m still innocent at heart and a criminal marshall with the bars call me daddy operating on my fuckin nation trynna cut the mumble rap plight nah i’m playin so called artist saying that the other form of expression can’t claim this whole genre long as you wanna spit or sing bars i will honor you and your notes and your mic cause the goats might invite us to the throne fore we die so why not try all the fuck we got is music and chance knew it it’s your big day you know the ledge gotta prove it and that’s all the fuck we doin just letting dead homies and idols know we love the movement we all kings homie fuck earning a couple rings i just wanna couple of things brody happy families homes and maybe a lil shorty giving us knowledge and a room for quiet recording i just wanna die twice and see a good day have someone say this bar made me feel a way let these artists eat if i get big enough to sign em cause they be having 20 followers but i rewind em like "the fuck they just say? how the fuck did they make that analogy and that discography and that beat?" we team up we can all fuckin eat Love You <3

[Verse] i’ve spent the night with dreamers scheming fuck y’all know about true verses i send so many shots to you they gone split you in two hearses luxury ain’t a right homie you gots to earn it copping a couple burners and writing all my curses in cursive brothers be evil dressed for a purpose like Hitler donning some Hermès make sure your surname is worth more than a stone in the dirt is granted that granite only gon be standing long as that church is that’s why i’m fucking assertive my purpose ain’t to be worthless at all even my ashes gon lace blunts into their souls i’ll dissolve carry my torches til four horses cover the sky in smog throwing some molotovs at US Forces barricade walls hang a pig uniform by the neck every ten feet you walk on either side of the road to your city hall to the outskirts of the city and that’s where you bury them all we gon make monuments to your massacre your ancestors didn’t give fuck about ya when they called themselves the masters bruh the biggest silver spoon your genetics and family wealth saying grab ourself a by the bootstraps just so we can hang ourself? i’ll die on my feet before i ever stoop to do that that’s what the fuck i call pulling up my bootstraps so look me in the eye at least this ain’t hulk and the iron sheik this is hate vs desire please don’t make me show you the ironies speaking like i have iron lungs every time someone dies too young eyes are on the horizon son just tell the past what’s in store for them and i just celebrated 21 with honey whiskey and some rum boy i’m handsome ride the drum rhythm like she ridin um i wanna be your revolution lover keep half the cool under covers i got when i’m off 18 hunna that shot taste likes ass bruh but i’m just trying to hover i’m just trying to grow and if it’s time to go i’ll say goodbye exactly why and take my big smile home you guys enjoy the party i’m gonna let y’all know when i get there safe when the sun and the moon both stare at me

[Verse] i put more than my word on every verb i use to disturb my own place in the universe so i can climb up the curb. like mount olympus way i’m limping you’d think i’m permanent injured depression since adolescence that medication was killer and honestly when i reached the top the view wasn’t all that white snow blinding lights and the horizon was all black i’m walking to the store every step looks out of wack gotta mind everyone’s gaze shit at least i got a mask present as feminine or masc fore they put 2 cents in my casket like a wishing well for betterment of someone less like me they’d prolly be more embarrassed by me kissing bois than Mikey i can’t even front tho life comes at you at light speed i was born yesterday and tomorrow isn’t likely that’s why i’m downing all the henny til my head is way too light see i can toss this bottle far as i can trust myself quick gotta hide it hope mom doesn’t go and check the shelf why you gotta purge and judge me of my mechanisms firstborn tatted up his neck in prison but i’m the one who’s plot is missing? fuck that say relax when my armor cracks it’s okay if you not safe but gun claps like decibels when i’m telling you get the fuck back and you were never there and whoever cared never thought to spare a second of no real judgement but constantly said they would with the air please don’t this just a custom airing out all my thoughts like Cobain with a shotty i’ll put my regrets and dreams all over the floor and the walls g and that’s exactly a probably half the time i’m a zombie and half the time i’m a particle boiling point surround me and encase me just in case he real and wants me to stay in line present me as the worst case while i go and hunt for my concubines cause these chemical reactions are passionate but not divine so you gotta pick up the pieces of shattered ideas cause i’m gone tonight preserve me in that i false primordial love like trilobites or hate me so it’s easier for me to say goodbye tonight this year been filled with “i guess i might as well try tonight”s and near death collisions with Pestilence some will not survive a couple weeks ago we were all so alive now i’m struggling to find dates and make plans just to survive i don’t even know if i should make this fuckin album cause after that the circle of pain and pleasure takes me like Malcolm blood sweat and tears fall like showers it’s all his years leaking out him and i’m feeling so crowded with one stranger i met give her my life story every fear and regret shit it took years to tell the men i considered my best friends ask for forgiveness from the woman i hurt first i can’t sing of me being a better man when i always thirst hope she put my past in a hearse and that she isn’t the first loved my brothers so much they couldn’t have been real so i burst and cursed all my future connections please reimburse it’s one hook up at a time i share myself with then disperse like a mirage in their desert they eat it up like dessert and i sleep knowing i’m not clever but like a rock in a hearse and then i just pocket a verse like this think i’m pac and rehearse and then run out of topics and curses my heart monitor look like cursive and the story tells itself again you might as well reverse it

[Verse] I don’t know anymore i pay shit off and it comes back rolling with heavier cost getting bigger like a rolling stone gathering moss i been living my whole life like sisyphus from weight loss to grabbing mics from women to ignorance i keep picking up where i left off i can’t save myself endangered by the top shelf twist off bending my wrist wanting a kiss and then i ghost and get off i been dreaming of heartbreaking own the stage and hit off with a couple groupies getting woozy ticking the list off play it like i’m too slick like an oil spill plenty fish dog my mental imagery a funhouse mirror when i look at that bent visage i never seen myself clearer warped like a record left leaning under pressure and then half the time the grooves don’t even reach a wasted press of a person i bet a needle would help now i’m fiendin for hell on earth and a bag and well meaning girl or whatever it’s shwell i don’t discriminize or pick my up my phone i don’t know your number that’s opportunity calling while i’m pretending to slumber there’s a lot to understand in the mind of men i stand under the shadows i been livin i’m wearing a pair of shades like my time in the sun about to come here any day i got these tithes for a god i’m convinced i should pay but i’m alive and he not here trying to pave me a way to these riches and these bitches and these higher standards of livin and feeling like i can kick it past 27 my digits worth more than a white bic lighter my mom and dad born fighters i’m just the sum of every moment of survival under the sun they had to wade through years uncertain waves comin up lookin up to not suffocate it’s such a rush to make it to see another fuckin day and being honest i wouldn’t have that shit any other way just listen out for me this show just started the fuck you say? cause right now could be perfect that’s some shit that you gotta earn or steal even purchase fuck it whatever is worth it

[JVNUS] started writing when brother lost his childhood to rikers island like them brooklyn boys i heard about i started up and wildin and reached my pinacle this year when leaving Coney Island this pit is pitiful the beers crushed my direct deposit empty i put temporary dreams up on the ten speed when you ride it out you never forget and learn just how to hide it all [El] He called it a ghost town But all my friends still here I just turned 21 But we ain't popped no beer I turned inside into a school And then a text to a tear We've always had masks on Feel like we live in fear And yet we still right here And we gon stomp our feet And we gon march in the street And we find summ to eat If you curse at us and hate us And send the police Got souls that don't rest In the city that don't sleep My heart still beats, Tryna hustle faster My mental state is right between deadly and disaster What will happen after? All my idols gone, So I find some new ones and i start the sing along Yeah Im growing up, I felt so old And you know Backs will break but brain is bold This is a You owe me to a country sold I am gonna strike gold, Before my body turns cold [Jackie Scan] cold summer full of close calls what im posed to do when im exposed to post acute withdrawals and overall the stumbles and stutters i somersault used to hug the wall and wonder why do it all it for love and lust for numbers nothing but my sisters and brothers smitten thunder with the writtens while my wrist is dripping different colors i been killing this since they tucked me in the covers cut from discontinued knits aint a little list that i could fit into i raise a fist and rage against the game decaying ridicule hatred is contagious hate to break it brace the changes made as of lately im just looking for some face to save to say the least safer in the paper sheets straight from when i taste defeat waiting for the day i greet you later but i hate to leave I hate to Leave [MD] I hate to leave but I hate to stay, walls are a rainy grey laugh in front of you but hidin’ all the pain/ what’s all at stake when your mom is in another state and all you do is meditate always thinkin of better days/ all we need is some better days/ coffin is callin’ out my name, walkin lone through the heavy rain/ all these homes a disheveled waste// I’m losin my train of thought I can hear it chuggin’ far/ but the car’s empty and brakeline cut it’s juttin’ off the track/ feel like my mind isn’t mine brain doin’ somersaults in someone’s thoughts like Nathan Grey// haze won’t go away, im achin’ I’m anxious, I’m stressed out, feel like pullin this tech out and just wastin away/ but that’s wasting a brain that I could use to give some better days// to a kid like me who’s on this road I paved/ who came across that lone fork in the pavement and drove straight, that’s word to hov man/ [Nick Luciano] i get away but it keeps pulling me back in and the thing about addictions, they send tingles through your skin and i stopped calling so you stopped, and so i thought it was the end but now you back up on my line, trynna act like we’re still friends i can’t seem to get you off my mind the times have changed, and i’m still me but you ain’t my ride or die and my life, it’s been a mess since you left me dangling off that cliff, man the rope is getting heavy but i crawled up out and managed to keep going thru the damage now i know my self worth, and you come back here trynna scavenge thru the remnants of the man that you left back in the dust girl that’s fucked, and you know it but i know you’ll never show it this music is my safeguard, it’s my passage through the void and how i make it through the noise man it’s deafening, the lessons that the world is trynna push on my soul i take it one step at a time, and i go [ianinthewater] i was looking at my classmate laying in her casket made special for her the horror of reality we face and the lantern sales are rising cause the youth of ours are dying January, a suicide I’m surprised we’re all alive I swear to god that at this point I’ve cried too many times Five lives lost in the span of just a couple months Two were in my grade, it’s amazing how we deal with loss The ones that bring you down are serving fentanyl or lacing pot And if I get robbed, then I promise I’m sending shots Whoever sent you to my house I’ll tell god that you’re getting caught Cause if you put my pops in danger, I guarantee you get popped I’m from epicenter of opioids, let me do my job I only got one shot at this, and I hope that I ain’t do it wrong I look up at the mirror and I ask it “where do you belong” I’ll leave my mark like Lido de Milano had done to Milan And take the title twice like my namesake was L.P. Dumoulin I open up my yearbook, see our peers took from us, then I sit there and cry Cause every time we drown a memory out and think that we fine, another kid dies Coarse salt marinades in the wounds and Overdose, damn, just another Tuesday So I hesitate to pick up the newspape and see another name under who’s dead Cause you wish it was just you instead Even know this shit wasn’t in your hands anything to ease and help all this guilt I’m sick of seeing all my classmates get killed [JVNUS] worst case scenario i aint on this merry go another round just to hold it down steps closer to the ground spiral stair casing the joint i’m here embracing the coin we got a place we can join each other silence but i don’t mind making noise what else are we here to do i just live for the me and you and if anything fucking true is the feelings giving me root my first and last words matter where as passion occurred same as a pollock splatter to the casket masking absurd self perceptions remedies and infections a little bird out the nest stop giving a fuck bout the checks and only what sound was next that ya heard need to amplify all the truths under these words so i put jericho horns on my first message out to the stars my gut instinct on a high horse is i’m addicts to bars you nonbelievers better try more close the loop y’all bizarre y’all know the truth so face the judgement that i am the fuxking god