[Hook 2x: Kool A.D.]

The labyrinth

Bourgeois bureaucratic tactics

The canals, the warships

The yachts, the speedboats

Peace Allah, New Amsterdam

The labyrinth

[Verse: Kool A.D.]

The labyrinth

Matanza, shout out to Colombia

Mexicali rolls with the cactus flower

Serpentine and Crescent, mane

Pppsshh... this is just pure raw energy

Words used over again

Might hint at the real but they

Pale in comparison, bruh, I'm an army of one

An army of love, I'm a garrison

Drum roll please cue the theremin, high pitched

Never mind, Amaze 88 do the bitch

How you oughta think it oughta be done

Gandhi in the room with the Bollywood flow

So y'all oughta know the kid working

So progressive, moving through the oceanic

Styles, so variant, teeter on the cliffs on consciousness

So precarious, ya, ya'll can't even hear me brah

I swear to you this

Flip all of these styles 'til I'm fairly rich, ey mane

Y'all ain't hear me kid, here he is

Cheer me on, dawg I'm nearly gone

Barely there, always here right now in the present

I just take some chips, I think I'm Beanie Seagel

I don't even know what that mean, I'm in the Regal

[Hook 2x]

[Verse 2x: Big Baby Gandhi]

Big Baby, back from around the bloc

Dope on around the sock, ever since I had a block

Hot up in the whole bloc, caught up with the whole lot

Ballin' till I fall out, okay bring 'em all out

Trick knowledge that's the mask that I learn how to wear

Thick goggles, I'm the nerd when they needed a square

Pop bottles in the tub, yo I'm treating myself

I believe in myself, so I'm releasing myself

And let myself think in ways that's good for myself

I say, "Baby, you strong, you left the hood by yourself

And now you making this money

You should enjoy all your wealth."

See I'm finding it funny that they can hate on myself

When they tellin' themselves they are haters themselves

'Cause I got the paper that sells, I'm in the bay and it's chill(real)

[Verse: Amaze 88]

And it's real...

Amaze 88 beat his genius with his own light

At eight years old, I would have stole your bike

Different lanes, tragedy strange

Every part in particular is very important

To the molecular structure of the brain

A labyrinth of choices, mane

And we can supersede that statement

As the basis of life or maybe not, kid

They say that ignorance resides in the room with bliss

And if you were to ask what my choice would be

To 100% ignore it

Success is our only stress, and I'm gunning for it

Problematic to be the outlier

Outlining dead bodies of thought

It's your consciousness that got you caught

And that ain't my fault

Tip toe around you dirty hoes

Test-tube to expose who you would blow for a little fame

And a bundle of dough, I know fo' sho'

When it's your time to go, it's your time to go

Never fuck with the blow

Taste rains from chocolate to snow

Skrrt out in the intersection of Louie's and Longfellow

I like girls that got the booty's that move like jello

Hello, my halo be made of silver and gold

But what's more important

Is your soul's content, we think we own shit

But it's really just a rent, good raps

Be a heavy rent, elaborate our ideas and our perspective

Me, Kool A.D. and Big Baby Gandhi

Forever gonna wreck shit