[Verse 1: CFB Flobare]

Inspired by the kind of music when it hit you felt no pain

For the brain, not for fame, or financial gain

Twisted with the religion of consumption, hedonism

Docile when raised by the television

The vision to mine don’t correlate

A catalyst to actuate from a sedate state

To escape the overplayed masquerade, subjected

To a vague shade of the art I wanna see protected

Affected, to the point of no return

Seize the day I ain’t got time to burn

Collect my thoughts and I write

Connect my voice and ignite, fuck hype, gimme insight

Excite the urge to create

Find out if my skills are as ill as my fate

Clocks ticking, quicken conviction to the spitting

Never quitting 'til I’m in a position I deem fitting

[Verse 2: Chen Qilin]

I was never one to rhyme, used to spitting out licks

On the fret neck flickin’ picks, getting my fix off

A whiny ass Conor pro-lyric acoustic

In me size dreams always seemed elusive

Played the pilgrim but no chance to rock it

To the pedestal of the music market

With the crown renowned scratch the itch in the crowd

Hitting all the right places in the here right now

Shotgun seats pumping obnoxious beats

A Sycho-logical life without time to retreat

Here we go it’s the flight of the Scar bro elites

Jay Zhidao, Chen Qillin across the sea

To the motherland gone international

Smooth we set sail, with a leak in the hull

I’m hibernatin’ after losing it all

But I’m rising up stronger than before the fall

[Chorus: 25th Parallel]

Travelled many years to get to where we’re at

Four mics forthright forming over the track

Chips stacked and the aces rise from the pack

Four minds combined now it’s time to act

[Verse 3: NAT]

Nor’Easter to the cold core from New Hampshire

The best of Chester you know I’m damn sure

Cutting my teeth on the kit and keys

The Sad Cafe, Downstairs, TT’s

Living in Boston I got so lost in the dream

But now I figured my next scene

I’m living quarter to quarter, 90 days a new border

I’m bored of touring instead I put my life back in order

Like Songdo my master plan’s laid down

Like One World Trade towers over downtown

Empire required be second to none

It took a hundred percent to get to 101

To rock at mission control with my live bands

Drumming like Gene Krupa call like Gene Kranz

And though I’m living as an absentee

You know the motto’s in my blood: die or live free

[Verse 4: Jay Zhidao]

Mind locked, thoughts blocked and my vision was blurred

So I closed two eyes and envisioned with my third

Unravelled my mind cause it was tied up in knots

I’m talking bad knots, have nots, cannots and am nots

Hung in a sad spot thought I oughta adopt a new plot

Rolled out like an Autobot

To reach my roots broke loose bust through the next stratum

Cut the noose got a boost when I split like Adam

Fled the west headed half a day closer to death

Same quest same stress but it all made sense

Indent next paragraph flows in parallax

Focused on the cash but my goals ain’t match

Blended friends with biz but that shit didn’t mix

Now it’s back to the basics trying to live

Too late to be young, rich and famous

I might as well do what I love if I’m going to die nameless

[Chorus: 25th Parallel]

Travelled many years to get to where we’re at

Four mics forthright forming over the track

Chips stacked and the aces rise from the pack

Four minds combined now it’s time to act