[Verse 1 : Noza] Now tell me how many times have you walked through the valley of my predominance, really You barely Make it out alive And If you do that's that's a blessing. So start the counting Matter fact if it's a blessing, then hail ya Mary's I hope that my conscious hear me, I know that failure is scary Petrified by the thoughts of not reaching my peak is clearly Taken a toll, so bear me But the material is endearing Holy Christian Dior, I'm something like a Mahatmi Gandhi So let the Skyfall That's black suit and a rifle And for the Fame and the power,niggas put the planes in the towers Like a terrorist mindset, or better yet time check Gonna need more than ground zero More like a found hero Ravaging through the rubbles of my supposed cognito Bumping 'moment of clarity'. Thinking that I was Hova Looking over my shoulder. Invisibility cloak ya Can you really blame the aspirations of culture I'm tryna XXL,Hermes and penny loafers It's like a wishing well, and well, penny's the focus Wealth is placed at the bottom, rotton reality close cut And for the benefit of the masses, then here's a close up I gotta zoom and scope, to demote, ya fucking nikon And put the cannon on by gone, gotta watch for the pythons Snakes in the grass, it's cliche. They put ya life on But quick to hit the switch, when the partying and club life gone It's a dangerous game , I know it took practice She say money make the world spin on a crooked axis Hopefully my orbit doesn't forfeit, that's metaphoric Way of saying If I fall, the universe has caused this [Hook:Chris Rose] Everyday's the same we just tryna get laid Man all the G's that mess with me Knowing the hustle's not a struggle Rather a way of telling the fame and the money hello And we achieve the fame and money by rolling the cloud smoke I'm a tell you a story of my life without dope Man I do these things all with the help of cloud smoke man It's just my life man [Verse 2 : Chris Rose] I'm like a 747, my wingspan goes up to heaven Shittin' on these wanna be rappers that trip and get to steppin I smoke hoes, but blow o's Leting out blows that turn friends to foes who knows Niggas be angry cause of the life they chose Wanna be steppin' out in all the freshest gear But know they won't be able to eat for the rest of the year Priority seems to be a minority in your mind Feel one thread and buy each line Think they Jigga cause that shit rhyme Never been a fan of the hate, rather congratulate The ones who against me, cause they the ones who take me to the top It won't stop My bass gon' rock, straight through ya body gunshots Click clack pow I'm at the top now They don't know dope individual with the swag of a general Good individual with the heart of a lover If you can show me somewhere better then they must be my brother [Hook x 2]

[Al Pacino speaking] [Verse 1 : Noza] Mind of a lost soldier, Camouflaged, in the field of my thoughts Cognitive warfare, Trapped in the cross hairs.. Of practically every trigger, I figure my loss, is imminent [Speech continued] Shoutouts to the homie tigershark.. I leave Tyre marks..and let the lighter spark.. But if you look at the situation in full perspective And just build ya records..hopefully you see the brighter part They asking about my future lately, I just tell em that I'm in the delorean doing 80 They asking about my future lady, but that topic of discussion, is often uttered so faintly I'm just trying to get a hologram, but I gotta be fucking legend Wadup coachella Let them folks tell ya Don't let the ropes determine ya pinfall Watch the count, know the win's all A young basquiat (pause), but instead, without the canvas and dreads A micorphone for ya art exhibit, a microphone for you art exhibit c Tryna be a Jay Elec, but the thought of limitless sees.. No avail.. Though I'm tryna get everybody on this planet to ride the wave like noah's sail Knowing well, this ain't show ant tell, but I'm at the top of my class They say that only the strong will survive, in a world of modern day killers I calmy push away pillars As thought provoking and potent,as my opponent I'm sure to pass it, the last of a dying graphic Step into a realm where the only entrance is final And I every sentence, I meant when I jot it down, and the vinyl...spins Not too many individuals I now quote.. They saying that I broke the pedestal since cloud smoke How overwhelming when the crowd spoke Sitting on the paramount Where the kings roam Where the lonely resides And Where there has been hope And where the pleasures of ever walking that thin rope Determines ya end note Where the motherfucking kings roam Tell me one and a half stories I tell you the memoirs.. And my past surely Gripping the rails Steady pressure folding The last glory Now what you have for me..

I wonder how much it cost em to bomb Boston Boom bye bye when I toss em, now play possum Prompt raucous, fed fallacies, planned casualty Flee sanity, leave em sprawled on the grand gallery Put your aspirations on top where the tan chalice be Y-V-R-X put a hex on the stand balanced beam Steady free fall, enthralled they chant passively Thou shall it be if you challenge me, bland travesty Throw em where the oncoming traffic be your majesty Quick to stir a potion my current focus adamantly Visualising prisms I be On the verge my vision laggy Word to Giiibbz and Shaggy I defy the laws of physics can he Palm reader tell me what my future holds Fold rock sculptures while puncturing pop culture Lunging for glocc holsters and aiming at top vultures Who's aim is to drop function for punching the clock youngsters Masquerading, I throw shots at you Phantom of the Ops Casket laid in, for the drastic payments To be honest getting sick of all comparisons Small circle you madison, fucking squares appear talentless Unravel this, clear as sadist felons Fable swellings if I dare tell em what's on my cerebellum Grizzly habits, avid what you see as average Pull my sleeve more than a bunch of Tricks for you silly rabbits Cunts

[G.O.F] It's the beginning Synapse to bloodclat oblivion yout [Verse 1 : Noza] Steady ducking through the alleyways, broken city Hallowed by the shadows, was enthrazzled when he'd spoken wth me My escape from what had seemed to be a soul conflicting Never listened Rebel Tell Guevara of the more that's missing Marathon you're a liar, I ran a mile just to salvage the truth, in fact holding gavels and suits That's overruled Plead the fifth, won't believe that it leads to this Exercising my violent right Silent nights and I read your script, actors I did cartwheels in your honor That's merely flipping your view of who's art fused by the trauma.. Of looking back at the blocks, hope you make a dash when the gun blow That's athletic or your lifestyle And if only for a night When the full moon radiates and reminds us The covert never do seem, the illegible never find us They echo, you hard to read but I'm deaf to the sounding orders I'm definitely in awe Will I rest surrounding martyrs Throwing glasses at rock houses Block scousers Absent minded and blind folded Stock gougers, riveting as my mind molded Fully sober, hoodie over and black trousers Quite astonished, I'm part of a gifted cosmic Anonymous to a couple, no muscle under the bonnet Never, bite the hand that feeds, bloody knuckles as he chuckles.. Off about the soft amount, awesome sound he starts to mount Everest (ever rest) upon the shoulder Clever gestures that aroma, spoke to me .. I'm deaf as fucking post Mortons [Talking : G.O.F] [Verse 2 : G.O.F] I'm A Guy... Who Would Wear A black Towel; Black vans,hello kitty And High Gym Socks Headed For The Top;But The Pearly Gates Locked Precise Like A Sniper...Red Dots...To The Body Leave Another Looking Like The Chicken Pox And If You Flinch To The Itch Of Your Symptoms Bullet Holes To The Physical And Souls...Of My Victims Your Loved Ones... Threw You Off Son?..... I Would Never Waste Time,To Give Your The Life Finishing Torment;Your Sanity's Is In Need Of Diminishing.. Anger Is The Factor...Limiting;the Quality Of Your Life Line Taking Revenge Leaves The Line Of Your Life Jail Time Leaving It Alone Would Be The Real Crime Make Your Choice... Either Way Your Mind Will Be Mine Taking Charge Of The Chatter Of Your Teeth And Your Weak Heart Beat;Your Mouth And It's Speech ...Let Me Wake Now... From My Bed So Flower Full Even I Know... My Being Isn't Powerful Screw The Earth And Words Fake Cowards Pull Suicidal Mood Swings Are The Highest In The Play Ground.... I swear I stay sound

[Verse 1 : Noza] Now will I break platforms Star gazing, car chasing swear they tryna catch me Lane swerving, flame burning Hear they tryna ash me But I'm nicotine addicted to the fickle dreams lastly Listening to Neon Indian, I'm blasting Tiger5hark asked em for the visuals, I'm casting She do the slot machine Life's a gamble but I'm candid, never beat round the bush White house the lawless mansion Socrates to these entertainment properties Slaved to the course of what they think is the proper deed Dicaprio told me bout' 3 dimples I start the scene Have ya skull lying on the table, pardon me I'm sparring these, Little Davids apparently Slingshots missed, my point of ease, your poignant dreams [Pause] Spiral outta fashion, trend trailers. Get off ya knees Wipe the future of this generation off Blatant demigod, Reagan crossed for the better cause Avalanching to nowhere particular, coast clear, meticulous Toast cheers and ribbon cuts Spill thoughts on a blank and leave room for interpretation Never give thanks and we soon to hit formidable peaks Palms shivering weak at the thought of me conjuring me up enough confidence clarity and the competence Radical for capital summation Lavish in the statement, this the balanced indication of the battle scars I could probably dodge a drone, but I'm tryna rob the throne, Danny Ocean, where the cameras are Palm reader, tell me what my future holds Lucrative, punitive, as far as execution goes Less effective who'd known Absence of my prudent tone Often lackadaisical, I lack the praise. You soon to know Fucking alcoholic, as I grab my wallet Spending it on brew and tonic Swimming pools is too ironic Tryna stay afloat, rose and jack. Get it, ponder it Parking lot squadron, don't this feel like pendergrass or something Supposed neophyte, this the trio right Me, myself and eyes could only graze what I examine Selflessness is rampant, next chapter's memorandum Tryna stay in one direction. X factor's in a tandem Middle fingers and defy all precedence Until we riddle, mingle in them 5 star residence Goodbyes are irrelevant, back stabbers, rack grabbers. Chat faster, conversations bore me And if contabands make her dance, cops and vans take chance, then it's confiscations surely Orphanage ideas that I abandon is often as I thought em Guess it's hard to stay one track, plan B