Verse 1 Play music when I'm driving cuz traffic drive me crazy hard working so I'm hardy, pass the hardly driven lazy hard drive full of songs always write past the margin not a chauffeur but I drive a hard bargain like a garden growing faster with encouragement life is the flower and knowledge is the nourishment until we flourishing, found what our purpose is only you can judge between invaluable and worthlessness the perfect gift I search and pick through everything since way back can't find it, meanwhile I'm pulling needles out a haystack I spit it like rotisserie, favorite beat's on playback you bout feel the heat it's emergency break glass flowing like a torrent many try but they looking out of place like a tourist not really sure if I'm a rabbit or a tortoise I just know I see the goal and I'm steady moving towards it Verse 2 you can find me in the wilderness a scrapper fighting beasts far from long winded in fact concise and brief hope my ancestors chillin in the afterlife at ease gotta move across the board don't wanna sacrifice a piece weighing these decisions, Keenan Ivory rock it all night Haze and Keen we keep it lively could've walked the wrong path with some sketchy friends music saved my life write verses with an EpiPen a quiet kid, not the talkative kind like star lord never leave my walkman behind steady playing vinyl I couldn't keep my hands off with the turntables I'm a wizard like Gandoff but I'm more of a Radagast magic with the raps facts packed crowds I flabbergast it's Hazey not cataracts throw on your hazmats when cleaning up the aftermath

Verse 1 don't be fooled by my smile in truth I'm a nice guy with more vicious bars than stars in the night sky calculate my price by the nature of the job my name is to props like bacon is to cops no spring chicken, far from a snow bird very few things have left me speechless with no words show verse flows to both nerds and slow twerps low blows hurt, dope terms is how the pros work stay on point the tip that's cuz I'd rather be Happy than to be Nick Sax spit raps no filler, Mark Millar when I Kick Ass give it to you now in the present like it's gift wrapped think my mind's twisted running rampant ravaging with ravish rhymes written around arousing women who can scrap like Ronda Rousey all begging me to pipe her like my name is Rowdy Roddy Verse 2 somewhere between the Okefenokee and Boston I'm flipping styles like Gershon Mosley and Koston old school I kick rhymes that are totally awesome make you say woah like Black Rob or Joey from Blossom instead of limelighting I spend my time writing use my mind to redesign and define what's finite and never rhyme biting even if I had a dental plan can kick it tight smooth or rock it like a heavy metal band grand like what you call your daughter's son two steps ahead, an eagle on par to none my girl wants a ring she pissed I never bought her one I'm busy running wild spraying gremlins with water guns slaughtered tons of wack emcees who didn't know their place a dead man's hand holding aces over eights competition I whip it like them dudes from Devo cuz my flavor's more deadly than the Fugu Kimo

Verse 1 Bout to get it poppin like pills or caps wack emcees knees buckle like pilgrim hats though I prefer to use tools and build with cats it's basic addition, children's math don't slang but I'm dope and my words holding weight represent it from the diamond to the golden state welcome though seldom seen like a Blockbuster not flustered buzzing on the low like a crop duster nowadays we got suckers fronting on the craft I used to laugh now I wonder bout the future of rap write my own bars grip the mic like a strangler busting ghostwriters like I'm Egon Spengler leave ya mangled or worse got a bag full of verses from finagling words causing change like the sun from the angle of earth step to me your goose is cooked like a gaggle of birds Verse 2 fall back I got the mic now anything I write down is quick to cripple cowards, I devour and it's lights out no contest, context is complex rhymes show progress each step if you invest time unless I'm sleeping I'm polishing crafts got so many lines I need a collagen mask learn more from experience than college in class the world is really vast to be honest in fact always a beast, never a burden exactly what you want when they pull back the curtain rock the mic any time I'm on call like a surgeon but words mean nothing if nobody's ever heard em update your version or stop, abort before you move ahead gotta plot your course put in work if you think you're gonna pop a cork I'm out y'all hashtag octothorpe

Verse 1 in the vastness of space I pace, it's where I pass my time blasting rhymes make assassins' skills look asinine mics become swords in hand when I'm grasping mine all bars no hooks even when I cast a line against their wishes, not a genie like a manta ray with ampulae of Lorenzini like Tampa Bay ditched the devil now I'm teaming just smoke em like a philly that's Mickey Morandini nice on the mic story told is coriolis so my flow's right no luck of the dice skill ingrained like rice don't gotta rap in elevators just to reach new heights John Blaze Nicholas Cage when I face off spit with a ridiculous rage then I take off I'm Rock Lee with the weights off never taking days off cuz hard work pays off Verse 2 the groove I'm dug in like Hack Saw Jim back stronger Rugged Man after they blackballed him sometimes I make plans but often act on whims leave most standing baffled with a slack-jawed grin bring it different than these other dudes many are a subterfuge nothing but a bluff or ruse pathetic, do anything just for views I'm on to greener pastures with no map discover clues along the way, not the same old song I get tech on the boards this a Daewon Song try and stay positive not just say what's wrong repping WonderFlow since day one strong we do it independent try til I'm shining like the jewel in a pendant sit and pen this patent pending, didn't make a pretty penny my penmanship is sloppy but the meaning's pretty heavy

Verse the omnipresent convert potential to kinetic I'm the present day Mugen letting loose you get shredded I'm Burton with the glasses off, a drunk punk band Saitama, I settle things with one punch man hitting pressure points with my phoenix eye fast bugging out when I snap like venus fly traps they say take it easy, I proceed to rhyme tracks that disorient your senses like the speed of time lapse never cave like a spelunker known to get in some shit but yo I'm not a plummer calling out fakes so I guess I'm a debunker on a whim climb Olympus and steal Zeus's thunder a killer like Ichi my technique got it down to a T like a squeegee lost my phone just hit me up on the Ouija I'm Drax from the Guardians nobody can see me on the mic and the beats got more soul than a flip flop none of that shit pop son this is Hip Hop sip your snake oil til your brain cells are squandered while I'm chugging blizzard potion with the Witchers crushing monsters here to vanquish and conquer, kinda clutch too won't play myself like the whole cast of Crush Groove air bound sounds like the spore of a mushroom and don't bite like food on the floor in the lunch room

Verse 1 (Keen) hotter than Phoenix when I rise from the ashes this posse track will incite the masses ninety six bars, an alcoholic's wet dream hit you with six-sixteens call me Jeffrey Epstein, ya fucked it's Keen and Hazey on a crew track we got you stuck like a fly on a glue trap new cats come into the game but they too wack move back before we suffocate you with the boom bap true facts, keep your boots strapped and your eyes wide I paint life's blank canvas til it's tie dyed sipping mai tais out of coconut cups like a stick of dynamite we bout to blow the fuck up think you hitting home runs when you come against me I throw it back like you hit the shit at Wrigley the second I stepped in I was like Griffey a born legend rookies, welcome to the big leagues Verse 2 (Eclyse) Verse 3 (Hazey) bout to kill it on this posse track, chainsaw and hockey mask no copycats just real emcees who prolly rap circles around this giant circus of clowns cuz my purpose is exterminate the worthless I've found always searching em out, come a dime a dozen wack rappers act dapper at the time they buzzin they superfluous, inferior, think about their rhymes my superb flow is superior, I bring it all the time no days off, every minute every hour underneath a monkshood like the poisonous flower try to reach the outer limits when I spit it getting louder cowards out of breath exhausted pant like trousers come around the crew we'll deny your preconceptions writing rhymes on scrolls and send a pigeon each direction seek protection if you're weak, we speak instead no need for weapons and attack with our vocals til you get the freaking message Verse 4 (Dayz)

Verse 1 Hazey the DJ, beatmaker and wordsmith on tracks I innovate, rap's Bob Burnquist WonderFlow original never a photocopy taking prey with ease they like a slow okapi verse a leopard, no effort and focus sloppy blind are the many they don't notice obvi- us we got it going on, numbers are small despite that tight raps leave em wonder in awe many stumble and fall, trip and fumble the ball not us never bail like a bundle of straw try and box us in and we crumbling walls when it comes to our beliefs we down to rumble and brawl we a ruthless lot here to take part many choose to watch keep my head up hang in there like a noose's knot fight the battle til the day that the music stops Verse 2 melt the wax try and hold a candle to my verse never drop the ball even on January first skills honed on my own, I can handle very versed in combat, options who I plan to bury first so you better bring the flavor see or sign a waiver cuz I came here aiming for the fakery nobody coming back if your craft's less savory my sound bugging out like the eyes on Tex Avery since infancy when babies babble more I was putting words together tiles on a scrabble board breaking shackles with my battle sword know the value of a seed in a discarded apple core with the strength of my blade just take a stab at it five finger fillet stopped tracking wins and the notches on my belt never stack the deck play with the hand I was dealt

Verse 1 I sit alone on an island in the clouds at peace feel the breeze as I take a look around hear the sound of nature, birds chirp water flowing in a stream nearby floats a leaf far from knowing where it's going, this is what life's about we carried by the current but the ripples shape the route out to stretch my wings like a moth from a cocoon's flight a samurai's silhouette shimmers in the moonlight so I take it as a sign we think our eyes' open but we still quite blind face to face with time while the hands of a clock tick look out for my people cuz birds in flock stick together, fighting on the front line but weather changes know again you'll see the sunshine fun times give us hope become strength in the darkness never giving up see the proof in my scarred fists Verse 2 sharpen swords oil blades stay ready for action shit is fire I don't play like a good kid with matches you need the facts then I'll break down like fractions got pieces to the puzzle though they seem to fit backwards why follow suit I hold a hand full of wild cards diamond in the rough since a child with style, heart and courage stay shining but don't through shade with a purpose make moves endurance got it in spades since the old days seeking knowledge til the grave make the grade is standard when you steady flip the page take my time try to do it right on the first attempt find a way to reap the prize even when the purse is spent like a circus tent many aiming for the big top while I'm mile away in nature chilling in a wigwam cuz I'm tired of watching people ignore the critical to focus on the petty when they gonna see it's trivial

Verse 1 days tough, non stop no time to take it slower I guess I gotta tell, glad we're not playing poker what I see working night shift out to make a quota hear a knock on the window guy wants baking soda eyes bloodshot snot dripping, when he last slept? looking like he don't care when he take his last breath half wrecked, time take a toll decrepit for his age, life's weathered his soul out back find a kind lady sleeping in the trash bin off guard I stop short like a ball with backspin can tell she's not from around the way feeling bad she prolly got nowhere else to stay say she left the park when they turned on the sprinklers a handbag and blanket, traveling singular I told her bout the dock bathrooms with showers and the church down the road that be serving up chowder Verse 2 if you asked me as a kid I never would've guessed of all the things I'd see as an adult, the stress sucks walking down the street stepping over cigarette butts thinking bout homies who didn't have the best luck two brothers, older one tough as nails could ball, skate great and take the roughest bails would never back down from a challenge or a fight he'd have your back and drink you under the table any night later was a soldier and toured as a marine but when he came home esteem low as a ravine negativity of war, all the evil and the harm before he knew it shoving a needle in his arm to kill the pain, tolerance builds and heroin's handier than swallowing pills until the younger brother comes home one evening to find him in the bathroom cold and not breathing

Verse just finished my shift fifth day in a row been thinking bout leaving for a couple hours though beat to shit tired ready for my next off day wouldn't even be here if it wasn't for the boss pay finally rolling out now it's two a.m. streets barren in the day the pace is true mayhem I walk to my car not a person in sight no surprise this season and the time of night sit down with a sigh when the engine starts Wu Tang resumes playing now it's time to depart not far, ten miles few cars on the highway strange, five more miles to my driveway turn off the highway turn on my high beams back roads from here open fields nearby trees keep to myself so I live in the boondocks Delaware, home of the Blue Rocks soon got my last turn up on the right it's a dead end road with a bend and no lights check my mirror there's a car back coming up fast who cares, I'll turn off before he flies on past but the car turns too, I look back and wonder I speed up a bit but he's right on my bumper engine revving with aggression doesn't lessen, acting rashly clearly fucking with me otherwise just pass me wanna shake him off before I get to my house could maybe cut through a field but I have my doubts gotta slow down coming up on the turn getting hit by this fool is my main concern check the mirror once more before we get to the curve look back just in time to see a deer and swerve off the road, in a patch of tall grass where I stop same time I hear the sound of a crash dude hit a tree his whole front end's smashed blood on the windshield lots of broken glass I watch for a minute, don't see any motion smell of burnt rubber in the air so potent I start to drive away then put it in park get out the car, make my way over in the dark guy looks like he's dead or at least not moving face on the steering wheel filled with cuts and bruises pulling on the handle til I get the door open mangled bone hanging out his left arm's mad broken that's when I look down on the floor by his feet see a black four five right in front of the seat heart beats faster as I reach for the piece was his end game to rob me and leave me deceased startled by a wheeze, alive he's trying to breath I put my finger on the trigger point and grit my teeth...

Verse armed to the teeth could be the motto of my country too many gun owners bogarting like Humphrey stockpiling stop smiling see a stranger as a danger why they shoot first and ask questions later? the problem only gets bigger fiends scratching I'm talking bout their itchy trigger finger the right to bear arms is in the constitution not the right to bring harm to an innocent human hard to believe that there's so many mass shootings man I can't keep track everywhere I go I always gotta watch my back reading how people act cuz they probably strapped to attack at the slightest altercation never knowing what'll set them off and halt their patience in a nation full of heat holding pistol packing people how we gonna stop the violence from consuming us it's evil