Joel3rd:

[Verse:]

Yeah yeah

Joel3rd

Like skate said “let’s go!”

A-B-C-D, 1-2 stepping

Man move fearless keep no weapon

Sweet not lemon, juicy like melon

Good vibes repping, quartz on my necklace gems they glisten

Knowledge in my noggin I suggest you better listen

How I manifest this ain’t shooting star wishing

Smudged in lipstick from goddess kissing

Outer space dipping on an interstellar mission

I had to take a tab just so I could see the vision

I felt unity so tell me what’s division?

Subtraction and addition the code is еncrypted

I’m soul food dishing, cooking with no kitchen

Siya hit me up said “bro I bе whipping, you down for a linking?”

Simply said “yes bro” no time for thinking, ever since 21 I feel different

Something in the waters I suspect what I’m drinking

Sirens in the doobie can’t stop it from stinking

Sand ain’t quick but boy I be sinking

Time move fast please refrain from blinking

Catch me on a mountain I be hiking with my kindred

Of course ke Morena so I’m next for the kingship

Triple 4 ascension, I’m chosen no election

My guru gave me lessons to dissipate the tension

Conversations with God I’m talking to my reflection

Channel higher power like a poltergeist possession

3rd.EYE so sharp I see intention

Started meditating way back in detention

I was soul searching when I was out binging

Had my mama vexed everyday she be cringing

Swerving from the jakes I ain’t want no collision

So when I’m at the plug I don’t turn off the ignition

When I’m on the mic keep the hooks I ain’t fishing

My lyric and diction hard to believe like I’m preaching superstition

The industry monotonous like monochrome pictures

All the same thing “chase bitches get riches”

They just telling fables life is so fictitious

So cuddly so soft, niggas just ain’t viscous

Would you buy a farm or take a trip to Mauritius?

Delicious...

Dead.EYE:

[Verse:]

Champagne wishes, loyalty in my business

55 is the Chef the MPC is his kitchen

Ain’t one to be snitchin, lost my inhibitions

Respect the code to see the vision, to flow is my decision

It’s so ironic the man behind the bars is the prisoner

But that’s the time when I’m free to be me, feel the fission

Deadeye the Good guy or mortician, psyche splitting

Still high key spitting, find me sipping

Henny on the rocks with Jenny from the block

Joel3rd sent the verse woke me up from the mourning

Wearing all black the mind cloud started storming

At church paid respect took the casket from the hearse

Uh I shred the beef down to taco meat

If you ain’t got cred stay the fuck from the streets

Pretty flacco with the heat, you ain’t got active with the sheets

Your songs like acid drops into stapled eyelids

I stand with my bro fugazes stay divided

Breaking ground with the hustle undercover with my muscle

It ain’t easy to be me, i add the greaze to the track

Three degrees to the act, there are drillers in the pack

Cut you up, all the stitches look the thriller jacket back

In the booth blacking out off the haze and the yac

Eyes are dead behind the vintage shades

Poison darts lighting up the winter days

It was SIERRA last time

196 bars of what was on my mind

Whack artists getting streams

I’m more the tsunami way I take it to extremes

De Niro with the heat

Put on my person suit and it’s tearing at the seams

Everybody getting sick I’m like the cause of the curse

At the corner look alert could spin your jaw on reverse

Could charm the drawers off the skirt, keep the draw pure from dirt

4 Gs in the merc, ain’t pull the hood if observed

Heartless so I’m never getting hurt

Life could pull the fast one any day so absurd

From the place where you get outlined in chalk

If you loud with the talk but not proud with the walk

I’ve been making deals with fate and struck a bargain with the judge

Would you rather feel the hate or have to take the fake love