[VERSE I - ODYSS3Y]

I'm rocking Tommy Hilfiger, consider

I'm sicker than drugs and the liquor, I be at that shit, I'm the winner

The beat is my dinner, the heavy hitter

I ain't a dealer, but I will deliver, more iller than some zodiac killer

Baby I'm clean, shiner than that Subaru or Limousine

I couldn't give a fuck about your weed or your green

I still remember all the phonies who left me on seen

Now I'm on the scene, making hits all on the screen

I'm overstepping all the larger limits

I'm sorry for all the grimace, I wantеd a couple minutes

No more complaints, ain't еven here for discussion

Cause' I don't care how your edges had roughened, heard the stories it's dime a dozen

I wanna be something or otherwise I'll be nothing

This life flashes faster than the caster of my concussions

Grenades busting, pocket-rocket's thrusting, our actions are just so disgusting

But now they flip the truth, then make a spoof, so they ain't distrusted

[VERSE II - ARC]

I been staring at the window tinted benzes

Mirrors slicky shiny nineteen inch rims rinsed for business

V12, 4-Seater leather wheel under the hand

Seat belt, as you seated, we'll take a trip down to the land

Of my dreams, where the broken homes were housing me

Where they poured gasoline on the grass laid where the path would be

Tribunes tribute issues and judges already trialed me

My trial time expired for the mind deprived in irony

Of life and death, but time means debt when time is spent so silently when

Stranded to an island where the quest was not to die of heat

The irony of life, is the streets that I stay describing

But the tyranny won't end, the desires focus their eyes on me

This look like a ticket to hell, handed by the judge to me

So I think what to tell em

I ain't budged nor I'm judging on the privileged fellows

While they selfishly take advantage of those who are selfless

So it's systemized, if a hero ain't seeing through the villains eyes

When the allies propagating with their filtered lies

Filtering the sentences that couldn't be described

As how your average person feels inside

[VERSE III - ODYSS3Y]

You fed up in the sickest of lies, it's too habituous

I'm really wishing you admit the type of bitch you is

There's bitches who rip innocents off of they dollars

Then there's reapers who just rip the lives and kill the weaker and the smaller

With they killer roster, they dismantle all the lobster

That's the real world problem of what you people prosper man

I hope I get a sedan

I hope I make amends, with the man up in the sky

I need to cut loose from the bigger ties now

My boys advise that I get high to live off of the lies, til' I die now

He wants me to see eye-to-eye but he's acting weird

I think he's evil in disguise, he tryna make me feared

But I see-through your visions, see-through you vicious bitches

You killing ambitious bridges just for some riches

It's just so sickening this wretched wicked hack

I'll smack his head and back, his jaw will crack, the whitest crackerjack

So now he really lacks my trust, another mark for those fucks

I'm now combusting all the rust, my feelings caught some bad luck

I laid out my cards, in the past I was played

Now I'm really tryna chill, bitch I been sipping on that Kool-Aid

I turned my skills into this frame of common knowledge

Philosophying to Brahmin, I been doing it so often

Turn this beat into debris with these bars so elite

Punchlines move em' back a couple inches, I do it like Bruce Lee

I need a couple bands on top of my hands

I need a couple plans, so I don't be sinking in sand

Making my stand, doing whatever I can now

Doing what I'm doing, til' I make it to the end now, and now

[VERSE IV - CONSEY]

Welcome to the new generation

Full of fake hoes and some pussy bitches hating

See, life's a trip, and you could fall off quick

So tie ya laces

I’ll teach ya how to play this game of life, its

Hard to master all controls, hell, I ain’t really got em

All myself, but with some help, I think that I speak it common

So the, B buttons broken, can barely get the pollen

And X’s just depression so it’s best its left forgotten

Why? Well I don’t know

A helping hand to push the joysticks help you go

Further than you did before, busting triggers full of smoke

I stuck to D pad, and crafted a high precision flow

Now, you know the language

And if the buttons lost you, then convert it into shapes, its

Really just the basics, lacing up my trainers

I’m climbing up a leader board to see the broader spectrum

Thanks for coming to this lecture

[VERSE V - DENNI ALIESTER]

My journal, my pen wrote the letters that i cope with

'Cause pen pals changed to the homies that you smoke with

Need I drink the holy water I should dip my toes in?

'Cause when you leave me hanging that's where the end of my rope is

Still I'll never show it, cause I'm still swimming with the sharks

Ain't it hard not to take this state of living to the heart?

All these middle men with bricks to lend, flip another cart

Got these parents learning modern slang quicker than the narcs

But if I spit, it's way too loud for these bitches

That's how I know you ain't disturbed when you ain't down with the sickness

Stricken with pain, live by the day, see in my eyes

It's covered by the sound of silence when I'm screaming inside

You want that ill MC shit, that real ass weak shit

What it means to rap, wrap up the baggage, even the meaning

Like, fuck rap, writing this shit is just irritating

You know what I'm saying? Do you know what I'm really saying?