[New Classic] What hit the closest was the post about neurosis Obsessive mental illness that can interrupt your focus Chronophobia I'm from a place you either get ahead or get forgotten A town Where hearts are black souls are cold and teeth are rotten A bunch of wannabes fronting like they started something But take look around precisely what they have is nothing Weed smokers, stock brokers and crack addicts Skeletons beneath the floorboards and in the attics Man I know that y'all ain't rap fanatics A Bunch of psychopathic fakers your behaviors really hippocratic Yo So psychological And now I'm feeling like the prodigal the murmur in my chest that I was born with in the hospital The moment that it healed without a scratch I knew that I was blessed I wasn't bound for heaven yet I ran away from home a couple times but found my way back Been digging in the past Spitting real facts from way back Don't wanna live within the past But this songs about reflecting on these moments I've gotta Make em last Like the second hand stopped The minute hand stopped The hour hand static on my chronograph I copped so I could get a better grasp upon my time as I live on The beats within this heart are like the beats within a song This a 80 beats per minute that's my drug of choice Besides the whiskey women and cigars I smoked to change my rapping voice Cuz truth be told When I first started didn't make a noise The voice I spit with sounded like a little boy But now I've grown into a man and that means that I should get my shit together Better formulate a plan Better lay these lyrics down so I can sell my art to fans Does that mean that I'm a sell out I hope you understand Why I had to take the step from spitting verses for the shit of it Up to spitting verses just to climb out of this pit I'm in From working day and night For a boss who treats me wrong And rapping through the night until I see the break of dawn If I could only make a mil I could maybe pay these bills or I could sell a couple pills so I could find myself a meal Will I make a record deal? Will that solve all of my issues? Or will it turn my art into a weapon they can miss use? I feel a struggle in my soul This music is the piece of me that makes my body whole And I should shy away from giving in so I can make a little currency This is just a picture of my situation currently Coffee turned my stomach black Whiskey turned my liver brown I used to hate the sound of rap until I found the underground And it's ironic that I found a home and family In something named for vacant space I waste my time and energy Trying not to occupy, Listen to my battle cry A legend in the game like I'm 97 Golden Eye I found a calling in my life I found my purpose I hope when I look back in time All of this was worth it If I'm afflicted with a case of chronophobia I'm gonna leave a legacy Like Earl from magnolia I used to fear that I would never find myself a home Back before I came into my own I spent a quarter of my life putting lyrics on this paper Biding all my time before I go to meet my maker They told me Jonny if you make your bed you lie in it I lay awake at night and pray to God that I Won't die in it

[New Classic] I used to be the kid who always tried to be better Then I realized all I ever did was try, Try [Tekmo 9.0] Now I try to be a good man and a go getter Til my wings grow strong enough that I can fly I used to be the kid who always tried to be better… [Rolos Rios] I'm looking up it's just my luck another starry day Another sorry Mom I'm sorry bro I'm sorry babe Hit the ground running through the street feet please don't fail me now Escape the jail to mental blocks I'm never getting out Just call me home won't take me long already on my way Just take my love and leave my pain then give it all away Not alone in my dome not at home when I'm home I'm alive but it's killing me slow All the pain and the pride with the cameras and the lights in my life keep me doing it though Steady on my way to run away to where the bass at I'm trying to find a mic that won't ignite up when I lace that I got to give them all I got cuz they can never take that I got to run it up see my dreams and then I chase that cause Decree cuz I can see the future need a chance But I believe the proper prophecy come from within Cuz you can speak the heat that beat the evil in the end Or you can reap your peace if you continue listening [Tekmo 9.0] I used to be the kid who always tried to be better Then I realized all I ever did was try, Try Now I try to be a good man and a go getter Til my wings grow strong enough that I can fly [New Classic] I've got a lot to lose, But not a lot to give I got some time to kill, But not a lot to live And I've been striving since the days when all of us were kids To make up for my past mistakes and actions that I can't forgive Yeah I was given one existence, Let that ruminate And I was taught to be persistent, never hesitate A gifted artist with a pen so let me illustrate The instance when I chose to rise above it all and elevate Myself out of my deep depression, That I was living in Lost with no direction itchy trigger finger giving in I'm not ashamed to say I Didn't think I'd see today A Broken hearted runaway Who Turned into a heavyweight I'm Capable of writing stories with a pen and pad Influenced by poetry, my brothers and my mom and dad I chose to speak my mind without the fear of repercussions And hold discussions with the microphone and beat percussions I found my calling when I fell into this underground my life forever changed was flipped turned right upside down Some new friends, a new fam a new name A fresh faced player here to win the damn game I wanna live a hundred lives no never will I die I'll spread my wings and then I'll fly up up in to the sky I'll be your angel let me guide you to this promised Land Raise your hands and clap if y'all can understand Understand? [Tekmo 9.0] I used to be the kid who always tried to be better Then I realized all I ever did was try, Try Now I try to be a good man and a go getter Til my wings grow strong enough that I can fly

[Jonah Ladd] This one goes out to the broken hearted Can't shut us down once the song gets started We're moving on and we'll never go back No we'll never go back No we'll never go back [New Classic] I'm here for you, you're there for me You'll see me soon just wait and see When I'm in pain your my relief When I'm in chains you set me free My pride and joy, my love in life You make me laugh, so warm inside I love your smile, I love your eyes When I'm with you, it's paradise I push too much, you pull away I need my space, you wanna stay When I'm with you I feel alright 'm not another fly by night Call you my angel cuz it feels like your sent from above I can't give you my life But I'll give you my love [Jonah Ladd] And I would never dream of giving my love just to take it all back Take it all back No I would never dream of giving my love just to take it all back Back [New Classic] My heart skips, heart races Anxious Can't believe I finally made it My mixtape, she played it On the couch while getting faded Loved the way I demonstrated How to rhyme, I'm so creative You like this joint Then you should rate it Five stars Still haters hate it Cuz haters gotta hate Cuz that's just how they operate This rap game i dominate We should both collaborate You take the highs, I'll take the lows You nurse my wounds, I'll take the blows Sticks and stones may break my bones But words will never harm me Cuz You and I could be like Kim and Kanye on a Harley cuz You're bound to me, We're bound to be The greatest team they've ever seen Let's write a song for all the broken hearted on the planet, to let them know they're not alone We come in peace We finally landed [Jonah Ladd] This one goes out to the broken hearted Can't shut us down once the song gets started We're moving on and we'll never go back No we'll never go back No we'll never go back And I would never dream of giving my love just to take it all back Take it all back No I would never dream of giving my love just to take it all back Back

Heaven will find you Heaven will find you boy So don’t just walk around in the streets like that Why you gotta be like that? You’re lost but not forgotten Lost but not forgotten Dead Memes [Germoney] Coming in like Elvis Presley, “I’m the kiiiiing!” Taking flight like the Wrights and spread my wiiiings Pangea power like a gang of Marvel superheroes Inhibiting your vision, like some cardboard glued to mirrors Incendiary comments seem to be my second language All the while enjoying the chaos, while the rest is left in panic I quickly go from happy all the way depressed and manic I’m a savage, I wreak havoc, I win every test and battle [New Classic] You see it couldn't happen any other way than how it happened That's why I put my life into this rap shit Instead of standing by, I rose above, became a man of action I See my life retold in photos, see my lyrics in a caption Sharing stories like a company of brothers sent to war We're the chosen squad, heaven sent to kick in death's door What's in store for all your heroes is still anybody's guess It's the dark the before the dawn But shit, they aren't dead yet [TOKE] Legends never die and the heroes get a check Rather be rich in love than lonely in debt From the stars and the depths, to the heavens and the steps blue planet I’m blessed, green planet no stress We plan and invest in a plan that is best I'm the man and I check any feeling in my chest While I'm feeling on her breast, Have to take a deep breathe… Yuh, you know the rest [New Classic] I leveled up and found the coin inside the puzzle box I Solved the puzzle found the key to circumvent the locks I grew stronger from experience If you're struggling, I hope you're hearing this No, I hope you're really feeling this I’m Feeling like the man who moved a mountain cuz it got in his path Think you can take me on? Don't make me laugh Both my lungs are like, dynamite ready to blow So if you even hear a chuckle Better hit the damn flow [Germoney] Stay down, way down, particles is spraying Hey now, lay down, part of me’s insane I verbally, burn the scene, imparting lots of pain I’m Germany, u heard a me, I’m charting off the chain Germoney takes your money and your honey plain and simple Eat my peanut butter sandwich while you dummies faint and tinkle I’m always sporting fresh drip, you stunting stains and wrinkles And that funny face with pimples [New Classic] Big G Dolla Symbol Y’all on some trash pandas born in Alabama Wearing flannel Stocking ammo Going blamalamalama Change the channel Fake news, true lies Poor devour the rich Payback for your crimes Well ain't that a bitch It's High time for me to switch up my flow, so let it go Free your mind, outta time, time to open the show The three kings, diamond rings, pipe dreams, light beams, broken glass, fat stacks, Joe exotic, dead memes!

[InnerG] I know you got your money problems But we gotta way to solve them You gon meet us You gon meet us You gon Meet us in the club We'll spinning all night And we gon make you feel alright We all moves no hesitation And we all across the nation You gon meet us You gon meet us You gon Meet us in the club We'll spinning all night And we gon make you feel alright [New Classic] Like big said, Mo money mo problems But if I had the money I could pay someone to solve them Uninstall them Overcome Evolve them So I can grow And understand my life does not revolve around em Chasing paper is a waste of my time Truth And I'm not keen on wasting mine On the finer things fine wine diamond rings, all gold everything I would rather just invest it in the very best that Life has got to offer to me My pops taught me not to squander opportunities Right? And If this music is a metaphor I'm trying not to mix it Cuz if it ain't broke than don't fix it [Know Justice] Alright-Alright, Alright, Alright, Alright you got me in this light confessin’ If I ain’t right, this world ain’t right And now I ask this question What does it take until you break and start a new religion? Too many people crucify you when you get the vision We moving mountains it’s a blessing when they say you different I’m on IG you see me giggin’ out here tryna get in I was a G and that was me before you gave a listen And now we moving Pangea Music on a mission Paper, Paper, Paper, Paper, Paper Fuck you for that paper, stick you for your paper Kill you for your paper, check you for your papers They’ll deport you for your papers, why you fuckin with us? [Da Alltiment] I was that kid on the block, chilling While my friends was dealing I wasn’t the one selling dope, I was there for my image For me it’s about appearance For me it just felt different Music’s not everything Especially when you have children That’s a whole new way of living You have to change up your spending For me it was corner bending Then stop the money lending That’s what happens when you’re broke Man I’m not pretending Fake it til you make it And try to keep with what’s trending [Rolos Rios] Back on track with that dope rap Gotta hold game never hold back Pro tools no used scraps Baby old school no new Jack Believe that we the leaders Keep it kicking like Adidas Spend it like a stack of bennies For them sneakers on the beamer Don't talk much speak real spit Can't sleep long life move quick Right hooks smooth hits We bruise this when we do this Slide into the scene I guarantee you gonna see us People bumping that Pangea Saving money on their heat Play to win weigh me in Can't stay in the cage that they laid me in Gotta stretch gotta eat gotta bathe my skin Got a beast inside got a rage within Look, pass me the mic and Best believe I'll be the plug If you riding with the vibe You ought to know we going up Alright alright! [InnerG] I know you got your money problems But we gotta way to solve them You gon meet us You gon meet us You gon Meet us in the club We'll spinning all night And we gon make you feel alright We all moves no hesitation And we all across the nation You gon meet us You gon meet us You gon Meet us in the club We'll spinning all night And we gon make you feel alright

[New Classic] Excuse me I couldn't help but notice I saw you passing by and I wanted you to know this I'm actually a psychic and I just had a vision You and me alone tonight JUST, Chatting in my kitchen Bonding over stories Tell me yours I'll tell you mine I'll cook you something special You can bring your favorite wine I can tell just by the look of you Your taste is to be trusted I'm sorry that I'm rambling I'm just a little rusty and I'm rarely this upfront but I couldn't bare the thought Of not confronting you the moment that you walked into my thoughts But doesn't take a medium to see your something rare It's in the way you walk and dress and how you do your hair Of Course I noticed, that ribbon that you chose, the scent of roses and the ripples and waves with every wind that blows and know this I promise that I'm all about what lies below the surface What you say we get together later Baby Don't be nervous Girl, What's your name? Where you from? Where you going to? What's your sign? Who you with? What you wanna do? Show a smile, Show me love, Show me attitude Give a moment of your time and I'll show you what this man can do Half me, half you, All magic Half lies, half truth, All Passion A love letter in my mind Romancing I'm not a man, I'm a New Classic [Da Alltiment] From the day I saw you didn’t know you’d be mine. Kinda in a situation trying to walk a straight line. Boy you was fine, beauty had my eyesight blind. But I knew in due time you would be mine. Shy at first, didn’t wanna speak. But you spoke to me so that opened the gate for me. We had pleasant conversations, laughed a lil bit. Time for me to split, we exchanged facebook’s real quick. Went home, then we talked some more. Got to know you a little better through your mind I explore. Seeing what it was you went through before. So I knew what not to do, your body I could restore. Knew you wasn’t a whore, you were much more. You were a perfect score, your body I adore. Let me open the door to my heart, you the guarantor. For sure you my cure, cause your love’s so pure. Girl, What's your name? Where you from? Where you going to? What's your sign? Who you with? What you wanna do? Show a smile, Show me love, Show me attitude. Give a moment of your time and I'll show you what this man can do All eyes on you I’m not gassin’ Love ya style that’s my type of fashion When you see da kid don’t dare walk pass him I’m not a man baby, I’m Da Alltiment.

[New Classic] I got this $100 jacket $50 shades And a $20 haircut With a $10 shave I'll probably sell this joint for five dollars Dang I need a raise If I could my shit away I would gladly trade for praise I'd give a dollar bill IF you could understand I'm not your average man Back when I was a kid I didn't worship Em or fitty cent I learned the art of rapping from Phife Dog and Dilla Guru and Evidence, and Big Pun the killa I spent a quarter of my life just tryna make amends I pray the means will justify the ends This music is my therapy and The microphones my only friend And at the drop of a dime I'll tell the world what's on my mind Psychiatric rapping Pay a nickel just to prove I'm fine You wouldn't spend a penny on my thoughtful rhymes? I'd rather split a piece of eight to fill my dinner plate so I can bide my time A Starving artist may be broke but got a credit line [Hook] I got this life long dream and a dead end job see You Empathize with me yeah you know that life well probably I'll probably never ever make it to the finish line I'm gifted with the pen and pad but hardly get to finish lines Cuz I'm too busy wasting time behind a counter top Helping earn a fortune that I'll only see a portion of Too busy dreaming of the mountain top Counting out my tips before i tiptoe through the parking lot Gripping paper baring faces of our bi-gone freedom fighters but neglecting to partake in all the freedoms that they gave us Man they died so we could live a life devoid of all this slavery All i really want is to enjoy the life they gave to me Listen, You're living that American dream boy It's time for you to wake up It's not what it seems boy I try to keep the thought of money out of my mind But there's always something there to remind me

I've been working round and round the clock all night I've been walking round and round the block that's right Cause if you want success Than you have to be the one to put the work in I know you wanna chill, but I'm sorry girl I'm busy putting work in, work in I'm busy putting work in, work in Yeah I'm busy putting work in [New Classic] Picture this, I've been working like mad man lately Which is Probably why my lady kinda hates me Admittedly, I know that it ain't easy tryna date me Cuz I spend my idle time inside the booth, but can you blame me? Cuz I've been pushing back my album since back in twenty-seventeen Made my share of lame excuses, but it's time I come clean I'm Writing rhymes that keep her wet, Pearls draped around her neck One shot, one kill, girl I always come correct I'm such a sick poet, You probably noticed I got a dirty mind Likely why I tend to put profanity in every rhyme and Not the kind you bleep out on the radio, The other kind My lady loves it from behind I guess that means she doesn't mind The fact I'm not afraid to fantasize, I keep it real tho I gotta chase my dream no matter what, That's my credo I work to feed my ego, plus my stomach and libido Until I'm buried underground in a tuxedo, Finito [ether.UNLIMITED] Love it when they act like they really do support you They take you for the ride, but it’s more like they extort you They rob you for your time, yeah the nine to five that owes you Gotta put my dreams to the side to go towards you I did it for a while, but I put this on the table I enabled you to think that shit was sweet, I wasn’t hateful I just gave you all the benefit of the doubt and now I figured it out, You chewed me up, I slowed it down, and now you’re spitting me out We ain’t speaking to now and now I’m breakin the draught, I gotta sprinkling now, the season’s feeding the sound You fear seeing me now, and never knowing the how, Success, to myself, until I’m printing it out Oh look it’s Ether he’s glowin’ and beamin’ Fuck out my face, bitch He’s money hungry, he’s a demon, he just don’t really see me But no one cares what is the reason cuz he fucked up, I’m leavin’ And I don’t care, if I’m all work and no play Why would I sacrifice anything to you to get played When I can work all day to get played and get paid I’m even working now, as I say this in good taste, yuh [New Classic] Yeah, we put the work in, Pangea Music, we put the work in ether.Unlimited, New Classic we put the work in Germoney, he put the work in BC, he put the work in Rolos, he put the work in My Big papa inner G, he put the work in Juvenist, he put the work in Esara, she put the work in Tek Mo, he put the work in Know Justice, he put that footwork in, that light work Sim C, he put the work in Ikuna Kush, he put the work in Young Sai Don, he put the work in My brother Toke, yeah, smokes a lot, but he always puts the work in and You already know my bro Da aka Da Alltiment he definitely put the work in I got the whole team behind me, Pangea Music, now you know where to find me

[New Classic] Maybe you never heard a master at work Maybe you never gave a listen to Bambaataa or Herc But, Just maybe you'd be different if you had It's sad, Or maybe you just never learned your worth I'm a child of the earth You're the product of environment Maybe you'll just maybe get to heaven Me, I'm heaven sent I'm hell bound, man, I said it before Since I've been grinding up my bones so I can pay the rent I'm dirt poor, I'm shadows and dust I'm Mechanically minded but I'm starting to rust All my joints are shot to pieces and you probably won't believe this But my heart was broken once so now it's harder to trust in Love But, What's that gotta do with anything Other than the fact that love is everything and Freedom rings Ears ringing from tinnitus, play my music too loud I'm Hearing voices of my ancestors saying their proud They cast a long shadow feeling like I'm under a cloud but I'm never alone, because I always bring a crowd in Bounce with me, Raise your hands to the sky Stay together til the day that we die And Lately I've been feeling like my plans all came together My time is of the essence but I'm finna take forever Don't ever try to say I'll never make it I take constructive criticism just to fuel my every Endeavor And I've been working on myself for what's been feeling like a lifetime I've learned to hone my craft and pen my poetry in tight rhymes Compressing messages to perfect portioned packages I'll take a mouth full and make it bite size And yet, I still was voted the host with the most verbose lyrics representing Pangea Music, now how's that? Most other emcees may think that they can take me but they aren't tryna take me very seriously, and why's that? I'm serious, I've spent a third of my life Perfecting how i rap and write and now my rhyming is nice You can Pull me out the ring, but I'll continue to fight Cuz every dog gets his day, but I'm staying the night Plus I'm Always fine tuning, that's my hip-hop philosophy The story of my life is a divine comedy, and honestly my biography will be a famous odyssey Students of the game will come to study my theocracy Rest in Peace to Albert J All due respect, ut me I'm the next great prodigy Nc the emcee, Better known as... My nobody

[Toke] Jump in the space ship, working the day shift Hoping the day say either way, no matter what I’mma face it Unfamiliar places, odd obscure faces way hella far from homeostasis Cover your bases, swingin’ for the fence and the whole place switch, home plate dish Filet fish, really bish, I’m doin’ it, Not talkin’ ish, I’m provin’ it Pretty young thing, I’m moving it, music on play, I’m grovin’ it Can I do another song, y’all cool with it? Who with it? Acting fool with it, be rude with it, blow your own horn start tootin’ it Saying, I don’t really give a shit bout fuck right now Party with some strangers and my friends in the crowd Can I light up this blunt? Take a hit right now Make my heart beat pound, cuz it sounds so loud Uh I’m just playing around, I’m happy now Being on the mic is a playground, underground Do this art cuz I love it, problems I just shove it All one together, have trust in it Break it all down, we crushin’ it Bring it all in, no rushin’ it [New Classic] Board a plane and fly to paradise south bound Touch down Land between a pair of thighs RBF crack a smile like she's Mona Lisa Taught her all about my game And now she's hot for teacher I got her high on life, ain't got a need the reefer She's got a beef with how I beat my meat, she wanna show me how to treat it with respect, she wanna hit repeat she's got a grip on life, I gotta raw technique But y'all don't know me like that People think that all I do is rap about rap Yeah, Don't need a chrome piece, don't want the gold teeth, That ish is skin deep, my beauty's underneath I'm on top, she Knocked out, I never pull my punches I Make my lady liquid lunches when she's got the Munchies My ladies patient cuz she likes it when I keep her waiting I Take her breath away, mouth to mouth resuscitation Vacation

[Onry Ozzborn] Ferris wheel terror has been real to me since heights That was my junior highschool, ups and downs in my sights Shooting the gift inside its quad is foreign to them Only thing understood was touchdowns and was touching the rim All of us acting pro except a few lucky ones All of us passing gossip round inside our offering baskets that weighed a ton After these rumors over spilleth Some of it stuck with us until this very day play that’s part to kill us Disease can take so many forms and seep so secretly into so many pores that it so frequently conforms Beneath that listen layer dorm, with much complicity so scorned That all iniquity forlorn becomes its norm So sour sickly you continue to perform and ignore Other realities that peak under your door But I’m here to tell you to sore Take a leap of faith I implore you plunge without any assistance to our earth’s core Never will I be forgotten, I am a rare fossil, rare found modulated obstacle In the way of you and you just go through the motions Now you laying in my orchard upon your back after a potion overdose You still buzzing from the night before You just wasn’t ready for my lore You need help to open a door that swings back and forth Constantly indifferent to this civil war [New Classic] We interrupt this message with a word from our sponsors The media monopoly, The Cannibals and Monsters This is professional suicide, we're bridging the great divide We're fighting the tide until it subsides The war machine is hungry for your first born sons The government is coming for your god given guns The wall will rise high enough to block out the sun Here’s a question Miss America, What have you done?! Your attention has already been broken If it hadn't been for me, You would have never heard a word we had spoken We represent the chosen, open minded, social poets Who will prey on your emotions with a poem so potent That it provokes a chain reaction in your vacant synapses and Makes you question what your told while reality collapses I was gifted with a package that could ruin the union RayBans, that reveal to me not everyone is human Fakers came to chew their bubble gum I came to kill conformity The Television lied to us, they said we're free, reportedly This isn't a democracy, We live in a hypocrisy I'm green lighting taking out this criminal bureaucracy The enemy is anyone who tries to take our freedom I know that it could be an act of treason, But if you dare to think that you can take away my God given rights Well I'm Sorry but you just gave me a fucking reason [JFK Ninjaface] While most conceive what they consume is the truth They form martyr thoughts, consumed with boosted views without proof Like Brian Archer Marcus fooled and only shoots the harpoon a whale’s carcass Far from absolutes and aptitude, lacking in that department They’re hard of hearing, so pardon these liberals disregard em They’re robbed of cognizant knowledge, lawless and later in vomit Flawless and garbage, retarded, falling from Grace’s apartment Marveling greatness upon em, no need to face of this martian A Common Market where artist will call to bargain your trust Like a shark’s cartilage, parlor trick, chime and argument jux Cigar jargon for slices of different parliament cuts Rhubarb high off the knife of an early artist, Achoo! It sells kitchen weed, live in the system, part of a crux Darkest conditions where little make life remarkable thus Or the irate with conviction the pain body and such Hardly insane, this guys to blame for this lobotomies rush Like Georgie Soros, these cold bridge stone liberosis hypnosis Control the roaches with cobra ropes, leave them hopeless and choking State you for sitting religion, the edgley needed condition Like Oprah’s cold and vindictive women involved in commission Repulsive snakes in this fendi, fuck you, a gay and offended And those that grapes with replenish with sinful hate like a menace Commit society sentence, this life that likes your intentions with ill resentment Unless you avoid, all consequences

[New Classic] Little Jimmy used to have a little drug problem But then it turned into a big problem He would work a forty five hour week just to put it up his nose Couldn't feed his wife and family, or by his daughter clothes Couldn't even see her face as she pleaded with him daily He'd rather drown his sorrows in some Jameson and Bailey's after huffing up and shooting up and smoking up his paycheck Money for the bills, nah, Just another blank check But Jimmy's money don't spend no more, Not since later when his daughter found him laying on the floor Jimmy's chain tight swole around his neck Face BLUE, eyes red, pulse impossible to check Because his arm was tied off, with a needle in his vain The names all changed, but the story stays the same Another lost soul killed by weapons man made Should’ve saved the cash and paid to put a bullet in his brain I'm not saying that his death was predestined Jimmy made his own decisions, but he never begged the questions Will drugs really help to cure my depression? Is this direction where I'm supposed to be headed? So Now a mother has to sleep on her own Another daughter has to grow up in another broken home with no father figure by her bedside to kiss her goodnight And tell her, “Don't cry baby, I can make it alright!” Her name was Candace, seventeen, and prone to bad habits No dad to tell her no, only fans and nude candids Selfie photos, Instagram, shower pics and so on Daily she would post and share her body with the masses She was bad news, good men would turn away She would lay awake at night, wishing for a new day A new life, a new job, money for her stomach ache Anything to save her from her fate, Oh God she would pray But time and time again, she was met with heart ache A victim of a father who was dead before her birthday No Celebrating fourteenth or graduating eighth grade Nobody ever wondered, “Why did Candy turn out this way?” Candy's live shows, would garner many viewers But they just watched and hoped for opportunities to screw her A thousand likes or more, but Candace never felt an ounce of love Not enough to fill the void her father left when he was drugged Soon enough, Candace got her shot at the big times Approached by men with answers to her problems, a life line The casting couch, try it out, darling you will be fine But Candy wasn't fine, cuz she was running out of time Candace knew her days were numbered from the start Because inside her stomach she could sense another beating heart It wasn't hunger causing her to feel this pain inside it was A new life within her, it made her feel alive! His name was Gregory, nineteen, guilty of a felony, Tried to sell a couple hundred grams from his SUV Little did he know his bro was playing for the other team Greg was locked away and the jury through away the key Ten years passed, Greg was off on good behavior He Learned to value time in jail, even found his savior Promised that he'd change his ways But Couldn't change his nature Back in jail for tryna boost a civic from his neighbor Another year in prison and Greg was tired of waiting, Time to set his record straight, he was out of patience Afraid to go to hell cuz all he wanted was salvation He Moved away from home and got a job prescribing patients At a home for battered women, he met Candace on a Saturday Taken right away at how she played guitar and serenaded Everyone inside the room, baby Jimmy in her arms Her sad song penetrated deep and resonated Greg sat beside her, asked her if she'd play again A smile came across her face, the first time since who knows when Jimmy looked up at Greg, cracked a smile and he was in Candy felt a warmth that she had never felt from other men Finally, after all the heartache and sorrow Both of them could see their sun was rising on tomorrow A new day would dawn, a new life was born Loves a thread to mend these broken Hearts the world has torn Love Loves a thread to mend these broken Hearts the world has torn Love Loves a thread to mend them

[New Classic] Heaven will find you Heaven will find you boy So don't just walk around in the street like that Why you gotta be like that? You're lost but not forgotten Lost but not forgotten Heavenly father won't you please forgive me? For thinking I should end it all like Mac or Whitney, In my mind I must've pulled the trigger a hundred different times Now I'm asking y'all to look beyond my awful crimes It's been said to death, fear can kill a mind, but what revives it is the hope that someone out there needs my light to fill their darkness more than even I do, It's shameful to admit this I’m Sorry fam I know it's heartless But I can harness all the fear and doubt that finds me, laying in my bed alone where shadows grip and bind me, far away from light of day that shines upon and blinds me And Warms and intertwines with thoughtful rhymes that grow inside me So what I'm really tryna ask is if you'll be my sun and shine again Open up my mind within I swear that I'd give anything Time again I wish that we could talk it out I understand it's give and take I know I never listen That's a habit that I'm tryna break Heaven will find you Heaven will find you boy So don't just walk around in the street like that Why you gotta be like that? You're lost but not forgotten Lost but not forgotten You see it couldn't happen any other way than how it happened That's why I put my life into this rap shit Instead of standing by, I rose above, became a man of action I saw my life retold in photos, Read my lyrics in a caption Now I’m feeling like the man who moved a mountain cuz it got in his path Nah, forget it Do I really need to waste my time repeating lines I said a hundred times? Maybe then they'll fucking listen? Maybe then they'll hear my rhymes!? Maybe then they'll understand that I'm a prophet for the lost I've been searching for a purpose I won't stop at any cost I'll travel down the path I started walking in my teens Still uncertain if the ends Will ever justify the means Cuz I was given Lungs to breathe, Eyes to see, a Heart to beat A mind to understand, Ears to hear, and a Tongue so I could speak I've got a devil on my left always telling me I'm weak And an angel right beside him telling me to keep believing That the planet god created and was laid before the feet of evildoers, One day will be relinquished to the meek? It seems impossible to me, but who the hell am I to doubt it? Everybody join together, like a choir, fucking shout it! [Chorus] Lately I've been on my Stay awake for days, steady Rap, rhyme, elaborate and Lay in bed and pray, As I contemplate my fate and Demonstrate Kindness Practice love and open mindedness, but What's behind us That's the past that made us who we are today Ignorance and violence, These thoughts are far too Commonplace Manifest greatness and Please Don't be complacent Bare witness to birth of time and space I rearranged it just to make the most of every moment passing by faster I'm standing in the podium I guess that I'm the pastor In the church of never ending The messages I'm sending Are a signal flare to all aware It's time to quit pretending and Elevate yourself above the rest keep ascending To your rightful home I promise all my folks you're not alone focus on my voice And look away from telephones And fake news and memes Please Remember all your dreams I swear This life is more than what it seems Let the chorus lead [Chorus] I take a break from my congregation For a momentary contemplation Like what's my message, what's my aim and Should I even keep on preaching all my rap related teachings? Is my message even worth the energy I spend to weave it into written song? Maybe my message is wrong But I stand behind it steadfast Unmovable and strong in my conviction Pinned in place like crucifixion Every poem that I write is benediction to my true belief My father taught me beauty isn't skin deep, it's underneath It's deep within the heart, The spirit and the art that bleed Out the pores and cuts and scrapes upon the surface But what's the purpose? To be your own person? Was it worth it? Was it worth the pain and suffering, Living on the outskirts? Misunderstood and inverse? Prone to violent outbursts? I hope and pray one day I'll see my way to love and virtue I swear to god I never meant to hurt you But still the truth hurts.

[New Classic] All these places I remember seems their always on my mind Some are better left forgotten others never left behind Some have changed or gone away Others haven't changed a bit Some have influenced my life Others influence my spit I was born in eighty nine In summer time I was a cancer From the moment that I opened up my eyes I sought the answer What's my reason for my breathing? What's my calling? When I finally copped a microphone the pieces started falling into place I was born to be a rapper I could tell Rap was something I could build upon in time I'd do it well So I learned to bless the microphone and cracked out of my shell I remember back when it was only me and KL and well… That was back before my voice was filled with confidence Now every time I rap they say my poetry is prominent I can't go back to what my life was like before the mic I used to think these cats we're all alike, Alright [Jonath Ladd] I remember what you said When you laughed right in my face Never thought I'd be on stage Standing here above you And you, you can stay there on your own In the crowd there all alone I'm glad I got to see your face I'm glad we went our separate ways [New Classic] A college dropout I never went to graduation But I still received my education I was voted the most likely to fail But when I turned away from college I exceeded every expectation I remember when I first began to rap I made my teachers laugh And Now their asking for an autograph I may joke around a lot but there is truth in every bar I craft And if you doubt that I'll gladly take a Polygraph I was taught that if you say something you own it , That's the truth be told Every line I wrote is living proof behold I make music out of moments that my life bestowed Chop them into poetry and amplify them twenty fold I'm the product of what happens when you break the mold Been walking off the beaten path since I could stand upon my own It's time to hit this bumpy road and make my message known The Life and Times of NC, the greatest story ever told [Jonath Ladd] I remember what you said When you laughed right in my face Never thought I'd be on stage Standing here above you And you, you can stay there on your own In the crowd there all alone I'm glad I got to see your face I'm glad we went our separate ways

[New Classic] It's been a while It feels just like a lifetime Probably why I live within my rhymes That's a life line I've gotta rhyme And let my little light shine This little light of mine What I might find Is if I took the time to really think about it Then I would probably never thought of writing raps, Hypothetical, I'd never thought to speak my mind on sample instrumentals I'd probably never thought to be a prophet Hypocritical at times But trying hard to grow up Improving every second every moment But, I'll probably never blow up Look, Nobody said this life was easy street Nobody listening to me like I'm the CDC I just want to lay around and speak my mind to easy beats Probably why your lady loves to fuck with me Alright alright alright I'm playing I'm saying I've been rhyming for a minute Don't care if it's a rat race, cuz I just want to win it It's been a while but I'm feeling at home Treat the mic like my wife, I can't leave it alone I'm the smack talking prophet with a heart of gold, immature but very old, I've been rapping for a decade playa I've got many different layers I've got many different people who believe in my words But I don't hold onto them haters, cuz that shits for the birds Getting old is never easy it's difficult verb What I'm saying What I'm really saying Is it's really been a while Not a little while neither Like a long while, a real long while Like, say you're waiting outside the club And you just seeing all the scantily dressed ladies getting let in for free So you keep waiting, Clutching at your twenty dollars Hoping that you get in That money that you scraped together after working forty hours in the last three days, Busting your ass in the grill Or behind the bar Or in the dish pit Or bouncing at the club And now all you can do is watch other losers like yourself Standing outside in the cold Watching your breath in front of your face as you sigh Because another sixteen barely dressed honeys Just walked passed your ass and into the club And you were left holding that velvet rope in one hand and your dick in the other They won't even let you inside They just pay you to stay out so maybe you can take your money to another club on a Wednesday night and watch this whole fucking song and dance play out all over again But from a different angle That's beautiful That's the great American dream baby Don't let it slip Peace