Released on April 20, 2015

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This is what I offer

Putting my all right at the altar

Trying to alter my perspective, off the top like a halter

Never slip and never falter, when I rock like rock Gibraltar

Word to my father, got that PPS Walther

It gets harder when you’re all alone

So I roam my city with my familia when im gone

Now im sinking like a stone, bag of bones, vagabond

I had no home before I found music

Thought I knew myself before I knew lucid

Now I’m loosing my mind, so keep your two cents

I’m looking for dimes, that’s top tier

So don’t stop near, I ain’t got the time

I just got a wrist watch

Some indica in the cut, inside a zip lock

Never giving up, we grimy like some gridlocks

Its all love where I’m from, from out the slums

We the alums the thugs want to bury

Because its kind of scary, situations gets hairy

But I still just perry their punches

Been boxing since you were carrying lunches

Yeah I’ve been carrying crutches, of the city

In one hand is just pairing these dutches

Youre just deer in headlights, just staring at buses

I’m glaring and daring to bust in, and cause concussion

There’s no discussion

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There’s no discussion when you talk about this individual

Its all ritual, cripple you into a critical condition

Better listen up, or you can take it literal

I’m world renown, from here to Liverpool

Habitual smoker, and joker of the cynical, simple fools

Who don’t comprehend the shape of the lyrical style

Well rounded and spherical

Eyes low, mind miles above could 9

Find your own lane, I found mine