Verse 1

The justified journey of the Nasty Nomad that 

led to lascivious acts I felt trapped in

But seemingly instrumental and chief of relief 

at the feverish analysis debriefing with the Captain

Discovery was covered in a shock and a convince me

this undertakings risky no time to spectate

Regardless of the color, andhow you're moving on the blocks

A King's needing the queen to requiem on this Checkmate

Cocoa butter sister that was sent to assist 

the mister mystery man who's not only the plan 

but the process and strategy, the mic and the music, 

the pushing and the tissue for the shit that hits the fan [light]

On first site, triple take to an oasis

Second was a trip 'round the hips that are hazardous

Third was a reckon of she thick in all places

my shafts like the math and scriptures mentioning Lazarus

Stone taken away... and with my breath to the left 

it's all right and nothing needs to be modified

So if approval from me's a must to proceed

prophetically I could see that she is more than qualified

The border response interrogation

had me engaging the real passion of Agent Ash

With a sort of staunchly bet of patience, 

a subtle rule attack and a dual knack for raising Cash

That's every penny and prompt to build a posture

The mission and the muscle, for the fishing and the tussle, 

the wishing and the nustle in bed knocks of ushering 

the marvelous midnight's positioning the hustle [ah!]

You see I'm planning ahead and tryna get some

The operation calls for the best fit and seamless 

interaction so the smacking's a sure sign of wisdom

And captain needs assurance in how effective the team is

Protocols and workflows established good deal 

of cards that reveal a push-and-pull spouse

Suited up and all chipped in but playing by the rules 

where the king and two aces make a full house

The border response interrogation

had me engaging the real passion of Agent Ash

With a sort of staunchly bet of patience, 

a subtle rule attack and a dual knack for raising Cash

Verse 1

RSTLNE is a rolling fortune mystery that

everything in history is mine as a given 

And nothing that exists is escaping my wrists

including all inanimate objects and the livin'

The earth into the universe should clue the first

well-decorated with my glorious rappin' and a ribbon

Inert is every be, in the cold and heat,

I'm holding the key to every car that has ever been driven (vroom)

Very particular vehicular room, I'm pacing 

the outerspacing with my inner thoughts 

The upperhand of an understanding overzealous 

and still never jealous what a winner sought, 

you shoulda went and bought the trophy, I don't need 

a prompt to stomp the competition and the hope he--

sold with a label and a box to put his work-in'

...I'm certain of what it won't be and you can quote me

Fresh editorial written in black in the flesh and 

the glory soul meshed in a digital press and 

with a pivotal and union address as a boost of 

the truth and so to guess is criminal [Yes]

Ride subliminal and walking in the blatant 

running for the greatest shake down of the debtors

Who can't Sajak when I pat that ass 

The Pre-office and the carrier that let you pick the letters

Solve the puzzle, solve for the triple X, gouge an algebraic function, 

if no solution then ask me why I handle butt as a 

true conjunction between two thighs and brought the conflict revolution

Change one wetter from a Vee to an Ess

Turn a plea from a guess, she figured out with just a portion 

Vexing these ex men who marvel at the wheel 

When this black God's role was me inventing the fortune

Chorus

A cancer, the sign, o misaligning the body, and bet

the more they're wetting me the bigger your drought, I'm set

To answer pride of me choosing a side 

I'm left with upsetting till they figure it out

[but it's RSTLNE]

Verse 2 ft. L'Daialogue

Chorus

A cancer, the sign, o misaligning the body, and bet

the more they're wetting me the bigger your drought, I'm set

To answer pride of me choosing a side 

I'm left with upsetting till they figure it out

[but it's RSTLNE] 

Verse 3

Say Uncle, I'm the trunk of the tree and the funk with the branch of the ranch where the aunts call me wonder wood

The definite style you're free to debunk

but whenever it is supernatural it should be understood

The upper lames want to limit my names, I'm split between the fit and the commitment of a Nazirite

I tuck the flames into miniature frames 

And then dis-play em as a status symbol and a bragging right

You shoulda known what the future holds but I see error in the fact that you're choosing to react as if the past wasn't present ed of who's the goal and gold standard a lanyard I'm wearing for the unprepared

I got the thunder scared, lightnin in frightenin, fighting for its light and its life 

when it felt ground 

At the fix of the math and his vixen 

loosing what crucial to your upgrade to meltdown 

Chorus

A cancer, the sign, o misaligning the body, and bet

the more they're wetting me the bigger your drought, I'm set

To answer pride of me choosing a side 

I'm left with upsetting till they figure it out

[but it's RSTLNE]

The new standard my hand drew wasn't Andrew luck.... 

stuck... on a pass and a fan view 

The ran through wasn't random but a tandem lust 

plus skill to fuck and kill in a trust

Irrevocable stroking of the ass assassin  

but don't ask the math seems asinine 

Pour or pass the wine, sipping my endeavors

If there was ever a Deborah and Jael combined its mine... 

# thats Minusing the time of course ..

And the dually blessed assess rhyming force 

more than fickle above the nickel and diming source, 

but a penny and pocket lint ironhorse and a rider

checking every document, divider, line, and 

punctuation on the heart and the page

It's Her book of wrath but readers took part in the rage

Have you ever seen any gorillas starve when the cage 

is removed [sigh] So then what is there to prove,

from either of us, a tipped a hat and a curtsy, 

consider the fact ya life liter'lly hurts me and 

seeing the worst ain't her being bloodthirsty 

That's the dry end, land of the sand and 

the oasis is seeing embarrassment on faces 

# and tears flowing a taste of fear knowing...

my Ace is chasin' a hope of open cases 

The alternative, render to Black Caesar

the tax of owning your baggage with a bold confession 

for inner rest and max leisure or feed her flesh-fry obsession 

It's me in an Assistant position with

An admonition pressed in the mic and it's simple

And the resistant really need to know

Jael's form of worship is a spike in the temple

You under what I'm saying to you?

Verse 1

Canned mandarin, Zooted for the fruit plan 

booted in a land where man murder was the case

Brief and with a brush with a “two-can” and hail, 

and after snail caught the hare then I heard it was a chase

I never woulda guessed it, at best an inkling

The twinkling God blessed it, the sprinkling was gallons

poured and out of balance, perfectly weighted with 

boxes of posthasted foxes outdated, [as] postage

A chicken dome fest that I roasted in

Eleven herb dimensions, on 90 I had mentioned

Became more of a boo, when I ghosted, 

returned to a VIP pass and a first-class ascension,

so cursed ass and tension is never on my playlist

The A-list actor BE!NASTY! casted as

the setting and the prop and the true opp that they missed, 

the chill and the next episode of everlastin'

Chorus

Though I'm seemingly rejected, the ass and the cash, 

will still get collected but better when it's due, and

The best couldn't respect it, and even with a clue

Before anybody knew, it was Bran knew

Though I'm seemingly rejected, the ass and the cash,

will still get collected but better when it's due, and

The best couldn't respect it, the old was a clue

Because nobody new, it was Bran knew

Verse 2

The lion of the tribe of the Bran-DEN

Provider of the catapult, the pit, and the landin

Considering the speed in which the feeder and stone column appeared 

they had volunteered the shipping and handling

The candle and aroma was lit by the sniffing of the kitten, 

the scratching of the back and the front side submitting

Sort of extra slice from the lunch line, the jab and the punchline,

She left with a blunt pride of hitting and I...

kinda give em that diploma as a flex and a boast 

when my sex is as Texas toast [butter it]

The bomb combination romance and gutter shit, 

the stutter that she utter when this brother enter the mothership

.... a bother as the father of the breakup

Who ain't gotta teach her how to brace up for take up

Experian experience, cause it was to her credit 

she was gathering my data on high heels and make up

Red bottoms and topping me off with lip gloss

Seduction dances when the panties are slipped off

Oiling up the bodies of the hotties in the bathroom, 

feeling like the shit while the wusband is pissed off

Or woulda been if he knew what I was stirring

The kool-aid a fool made, my tool laid in pools 

she kept wet, a double down placing my next bet 

splitting legs and aces for poker and the races [thats right] 

Switch the game up I'm 21 savage

Send em to flight with slight unchecked baggage

This heir plain and simple, is all for kissing dimples

But limiting the frisk is a risk causing adage 

and first round I took like she will to the face

with the bell-ringing uppercut punch-to-the-chin choice

Then I'm raising the fees and the octaves 

out of throat notes for paying the invoice

Chorus

Though I'm seemingly rejected, the ass and the cash, 

will still get collected but better when it's due, and

The best couldn't respect it, and even with a clue

Before anybody knew, it was Bran knew

Though I'm seemingly rejected, the ass and the cash, 

will still get collected but better when it's due, and

The best couldn't respect it, the old was a clue

Because nobody new, it was Bran knew

Verse 1

"It's a great time to celebrate!"

Show Hallow Eve bout this Know How To Get Adam 

at this fruit fest Godded Excess free recruit sex 

Celebrate celebrity red carpet type 

of shallow gifting--- geopolitical battle shifting

War heroic veteran pinning with a pen 

of independence of rants advancing forth of july

Knew methods of infesting em with small pacs, its strictly 

for my niggaz, while my enemies are forced to comply

No Thanks giving em hell, gratitude and a bell, '

southern bred from a flower bed that rose to rebel

Playing hookie with the cookie that they chose to expel

To my loving of the oven press my nose to the smell 

Sniffing triple day weekends of strong with cold front 

and a heat stroke with Easter clothes floored for the deep throat

And bunnies hopping in for the chopping chase 

when scrambling eggs, Constitutes a face preamble in legs

Drop the ball like it's new years eve ready to tea bag 

this heathen in her eden of deep breathing and she brags

Let the woman run it for a change, that's the kind that folds, 

plus she jingling when drinking my soul

True valentine cupid columbus on discovery

Unbox the chocolaty thick thighs to cover me

The... slutty buddy employed for less than dollar pays

Catch me working nights, weekends, holler days 

Chorus

*humming* It's all about the holler days

*humming* It's all about the holler days

Cake cutting slutting mistake prize and buttons stay rewarded 

Lord of the saint-thighs ain't shutting I've explored it

To keep all other creeps outta the room I had it boarded 

and high-resolution-sized recorded 

Spin for the inspection, checked by the erection.... 

Hips wide, waist kinda slender appeal

Game time! and at the same time she showing me hers,

I showed her mine as we redefine the gender reveal

Rosh Ashana the blackberry Madonna and Manchild mashing 

the feast and yeast breeding a sling play

I like the hind fat like my tuesdays, blues playing, 

simply by displaying everyday is a king day

Toss beads, a loss mean what it costs I'll cover as a blanket, 

the heat showed her mother pray and blessing it 

Chip off of the old heffa left with no breath and I'm guessing 

how she sipped made the fifth of may a definite 

Paper plate sufficient when I'm fishing lured to keeping it real, 

golden spoons and moons came with the tides

Me moving up her calves to the thighs is my rendition re-veal, 

she chose a different meat to go with her sides

Plan a birthday suit-gathering fruits and lathering 

reviewing their pursuits of new recruits and ravishing juice, 

I'm bringing the beef with hearty flavors

Sipping Hennessy, Lemon Bacardi and party favors

a little tipsy, the Judge Hunter Greene is seen

Grinding on the dance floor, body and a hand score

And at that point, I'm double technical foul, I mean, 

I spotted one, I aim for two, and land four

And any hotter than I'm piñata, 

getting high with the sweets, and applying for retreats 

and the tricks nod and praising the skin scholar, 

so it pays when the modest in a daze and a hollerin'

Chorus

*humming* It's all about the holler days

*humming* It's all about the holler days

Make sure you bring somn. You bring that ass, and I'll bring the appetite

Verse 1

One letter showed the hand

Mine played the means of three queens a Jack and the joker

The man of the flame and no shame who came with eyes... 

that'll only see black, and the smoker

Bram Stoker, drew the character that draws blood

Pen and pencil, freehand and stencil trace

and a replacement set just because mud

needs the backup plans sans-a-mensal

[It's] Cross-dimensional daily operational

the practical spiritual miracle opp legal

tag team of rake and leaf, snake and eagle

Being naked, every single thing I drop regal

And with a blaring will she handle the whisper

The internal furnace, candle and crisper

The vent, and the turning of coal inside, burning 

a soul, ride as some sorta granular mizpah

[That's] Fanning the frisk... this officer down

bring a lavender soap a bitter hope and a "wipe me"

the kids, the pets, and Ford focus are bound

put the man in the chokehold, demand for the wifey

Thanks for assisting this inside job

I eagerly needed yo stupid ass to plan this

The right side had added art to the rob

my paintbrush gave the best stroke to her canvas [going left]

Chorus

Gotta love that Fried Bologna Sammy

Learning what I'll do for it friend

And the fact she sighed will only hand me

another reason to do it again

Verse 2

Put a triple x in the middle of the slice, and 

then put it in the pan on high heat to fry meat

While I'm already wearing your fat, after bodies 

are wrapped, she put yo sneakers on my feet

A perfect fit and not the shoes [and uh]

My work, ya Miss did not refuse [and uh ]

The craver gave her best so let's say she decided 

what only her God can choose [and uh] 

As a lover of the fried Bologna

I [had] approved her personal pride to throne me

And swept through in her mood so before we slept 

she kept me hard as your heart, my scepters stony

Or more like wood and I'm finna

The moment that she moans a good time for dinner

renewing of the crime of truth, had the mind 

to redeem--- or more like reassign the sinner

Chorus

Gotta love that Fried Bologna Sammy

Learning what I'll do for it friend

And the fact she sighed will only hand me

another reason to do it again

Verse 3

Speaking of and speaking to a knew Sam

Daugther of Delilah in the script that [had] flipped 

from pan to floor in a spam of war and a peace she threw 

Ham, in sli-ces on my platter and thick

Refining, her primary matter, the dick

The shake and shattering, the wake and the gathering 

souls from black holes for the ladder and brick 

to build it to a height in a singular night in the bed

They say you shouldn't talk to the dead

I concurred and walked off just to comply

Then summoned the ancestors with a plan 

to pester, and muhfuckas wondering why

She swore, and put her warm hand under my thigh

I let off a cough for the covenant and loving it

Dropping of her dress as a request to send more

The best knob to open doors at endor

Chorus

Gotta love that Fried Bologna Sammy

Learning what I'll do for it friend

And the fact she sighed will only hand me

another reason to do it again [x2]

Verse 1

Dig heavy... mining for mine as the 

finest of the find is a process for yielding

Double high five as a sign of the dimes

of luck who struck gold in the fold of the field and...

revealed then she reeled in the black seed

Top commodity, hot slots and lottery met knot 

the fueling of dual shock and backfeed, 

[the] kind that cities with big titties in lack need

On or off grid mystery of metro, keeper of the till with a deep fill of petro

Even with a slow dig knowing it's rigged

bid a flowing of pig flesh, wombs reap invetro

# Gave it the short sound, long or short round, ration, splashing, all skins accredited

Raving of the throng, the day wrong in court found

legs open casting, filming unedited

Directly fed and did more than extraction

*Action!* major stage hand brang up

/ Set and the props, with A-names of game lines;

came mines same time... the harvest Sprang up

Gush!.... flushing a sugar rush

Leaking, she's beaking the secret of the ooze sexed

Upon finish, a rich quick replenish

Trade out the radiant ray played for who's next

Chorus

/ mud and the mining, shovel of the lust

/ ruling the jewels, and blown by the dust

/ petters of the black gold, better than a trust

/ generational wealth I felt it

Verse 2

Pressing the most precious, fresh and festive

Burst of the pool, the first school's a sequel

Blessed of The Host, when caressed and rested...

as kings are the kids n fruit'n' jewels are equal

Playground... work skies for the reign rise

remain desired of the emerald and amethyst

seen as-a game or a warring to ordain thighs

And then embark as partaker and a panelist

Rehearsing in first person merchants

Told, she found a metal and its better than gold

And it's not vibranium, doves cry for cranium alloy type an old veteran sold

[Hype] call me Cash on Delivery

Federal express, sex, and a chest press

No bars and melted dooooown

to the ground and the quest can't deny me

Imhighly appraised in not a best guess

# Say diamonds are girls best friends but I beg to differ it's a topaz and a jasper sniffer

&if she bring a fire sapphire with her

elates a great task but you didn't even ask her, nigga

Collection of the jewels for the knew rules

All Brought the jacinth, the beryl, and the sardius

I saw the fire pursue with two tools

The chrysolite and chrysoprase know where the party is

Green backs, they trade dollars for hollers

Sar-donyx and her pal of chalcedony

Struts and the thick butts a prelude to fun

run the program down the when they walking ahead of me

Gather em all in, the spring and the fall blend, summer and the winter wind is my season

Reigning on a city as one house, the beads,

stacking a feed out my black seed is the reason

Chorus

/ mud and the mining, shovel of the lust

/ ruling the jewels, and blown by the dust

/ petters of the black gold, better than a trust

/ generational wealth I felt it [2x]

She Eye Are Ess, well fed a rapture

Snatch is a throne of Blackstone affection

No comp election, no ballots to capture

President of resident fatbone's, collection

She's on a mission impossible accomplished already, 

from a different world, sleepers call Freddy

Suite dreaming nightmare morning horsepower 

d-scheming, not rated PG and ball steady yet>

She on some dawn staley wet Ashley Furnishings

Feeding em my Dick Vitale [and oh baby]

Vetting in the slick with a sting the kind that you con

Too fond to wander, new fondlers maybe

The home depot Deebo of repo

The habit of the halfin-that habitat tragic

The sex slave catcher master of the freethrow

Making shacks look like mansions or magic

Chorus:

Consider- the "if he was ever owed a penny"

The bitter of the score's a bit more than many,

com-fy with the three, and running points to way up,

rock round the back, and a lay up for pay up

Illegal screen for the chicken head technical fowl

Mistake for the fish cake break I had to batter through

A good picks a thick flexible owl

For the win and the what's and wheres, it doesn't matter who

Rake in the whole pile on a post up, box out, for the rebound, then a roast up

Pass a glass of wine, at the finish line, starters keep saying this is how he's bred before we toast up"

With just crumbs, the goes and the cums,

Who knows if it's drums or it's thumbs how you played ya haaand, All-american, fresh outta high school, first round, automatic draft, no payment plan

She had the facts of a Sherry Jackson, and the taxing of her past actions packed in/

The Pac-10 till she run it to dozen, adding in her friend and her cousin [I say every last penny]

Chorus:

Consider- the "if he was ever owed a penny"

The bitter of the score's a bit more than many,

com-fy with the three, and running points to way up,

rock round the back, and a lay up for pay up [2x]

Whether it be mites or minas, silver or gold, shouts abound as sold out night nice arenas

Or mean Gil, with my set a screen skill, shit, it might be

easier for them to have to fight subpoenas

That's the basketball court of opinions, when The Truth Crown blew down the forts of the minions

Sub-in and sub outs midway train for a breath but the best five are starting the

engines

And let it rev for the disrespect, blow the whistle, and throat chop a nig at the inbound, and then take the foul, run loose with the prowl

Lead an army of march madness all year round

Does that sound bad? I'm truly meek but I'm lethal to the people that think they can play me like an exhibition

I laid fire with the sex and the smoke that

left ASH on the jersey for a flex collection mission

Verse 1

Star gaze the arcade game to be played

Sex a marksmen dark shade character aim

In the parks with a drive as a dog with a fame

unleashed and the bitches that ain't wearing the shame [come feast]

The full course bullying source pushing buttons on your ThinkPad think fast blink bad, can't put ya eyes on the screen and then ya shrink back

Without my head between [the] thighs for pink hack

I'm adding levels to redeeming of souls

Add a catapult and Launching a Contra to the free fall

Freaking a response and mantra of the skeeball scheme

Running numbers getting up in the holes

Tearing tickets, some swear it's wicked they call me

Wig poppa [and] then dropping properly Lord

And warps em to the new field, property yield, though it's one

[Shit] They'll never get monopoly bored

Chorus

The piece for the war is a greasier sword complete

with neat cheatcodes and the tricks

A retreat for the day, as an easier play and a frisk

I'm the name of the game and it's fixed

As a school for the deaf here's the rules and the refs

even with the low score the results are the same

The fool wanna test, him, tool and the preference cool

[then] a lame came playing a fixed game

Verse 2 [Lyrikill]

They call it a controller

Play the station one round then it's over

Need extra man for the soldiers

Hold up, waitin for help to show up

Alteration in the knit sowed up, call it the fix

They ain't fixing shid, you can be the Genesis or N-E-S

Have a dream cast seem last ya finishin'

Lil ballhead bitches on the chessboard, that's ya ceilin'

Never make it to the next floor; they dun killed em

They fix is in, yeah it gotta be

Weegee with prophecy, operation they charging me

Hospital doctor fee, logically, endin bankrupt lost my properties

Somebody else getting rich offa me

Momma told me get off the game, she play the lottery

Head to the casino now, how she stopping me, if i lose I'm uh still play

Dog we all know it's fixed, I just got enough nuts to say it

Chorus

The piece for the war is a greasier sword complete

with neat cheatcodes and the tricks

A retreat for the day, as an easier play and a frisk

I'm the name of the game and it's fixed

As a school for the deaf here's the rules and the refs

even with the low score the results are the same

The fool wanna test, him, tool and the preference cool

[then] a lame came playing a fixed game

Verse 3

The sentiment unanimous fans saying this boy sick

That's "man sick" now fan lick the joystick

The fingering of the handyman the candy land 

the president with a rest force employed thick

Pinky swear the pink is where the when (win) is

Built a set skills for six million ways to brag

the new wetter proves better than her friend is and so

She left an only be nasty lays her tag

The Black stone acts of the pac man

quick, it's simplistic capture the charm

The triple x box and oxen to the foxes  

doing no cat harm in animal farm technique

Deprived, can't survive it a week

Can't skip it, rant, slip and slide in her beak

Saw the dribble of the real civilzed and the greek

That went from hide and seek to riding freaks [that how I'm played]

Chorus

The piece for the war is a greasier sword complete

with neat cheatcodes and the tricks

A retreat for the day, as an easier play and a frisk

I'm the name of the game and it's fixed

As a school for the deaf here's the rules and the refs

even with the low score the results are the same

The fool wanna test, him, tool and the preference cool

[then] a lame came playing a fixed game