I’ve no Need of an answer You Dream of a dancer I tried to find it behind The Teeth of a panther Keep breathing the cancer Until the day that I die But maybe I might Change The way I play with the dice Ha my mind’s Heavy and encumber-some I’m Staring at the foundation because my place is now an Under rung Duck for cover, run! From my Conundrum Too smooth Like hammy and KropsMan in butter tongues We let the drummer run cause it’s a machine Yeah your numbers up Come and suck this in my jeans We Keep it glistening clean When we have to The rhythm was weaved Delicately into a sheet to catch you That means the beat ain’t a easy eat And maybe Even plainer than the beef in cat food If That’s true We throw it the streets For rats too Eat with the need of the Beats I rap to I smash through Like the Incredible Hulk Also hitting with harder fists Than deadly weapon assaults Yo Like the incredible hulk Also hitting with harder fists Than deadly weapon assaults Chorus x2 Your now laying it down With the late night bevy sippers Rap veterans and open mic heavy hitters Getting quicker Going down the steep side as we ride right From the mountains peak (Verse 2) It’s so hard to pass me Master Marx be Gripping and grasping Upon the mic from last weeks Open mic and live cipher I can’t speak I’m Groping the light cause I’m hyper And can’t sleep My bars peaked This an outright disaster Even with barred speech You can’t Outshine the master I tend to I pick it back up When that ball drop Im taking the top spot To hold it at all costs This the Art of timing Brother I’m hard as diamonds cooler than Chillin in carribean or caster island Fuck a harsh assignment Give me easy task I’d maybe save it for later And even leave it last I’m here expose the underground Like farmers with hoes Planted many in seeds in ground Hoping that half it grows We got your # head toes and Part of nose Bopping If I # let go the heart of the flows stopping Chorus x4 Your now laying it down With the late night bevy sippers Rap veterans and open mic heavy hitters Getting quicker Going down the steep side as we ride right From the mountains peak

I’ll Keep my day job Even Be a slave of Whoever I’m getting my next Wage from Ill try to stay strong But I find the days long And I need to eat So I have to have a day job Like you I’m moping at my Day job But on the side I write rhymes Hoping one day that it Pays off If I could show you what I’m Made of Get played on The radio stat-ion Then take off You’ve maybe seen me before Usually burning the Stage but on the weekdays Could be Moving your furniture Doing the dirtiest work Up before the first chirp of the earliest bird Truth of a servitor Either way I have to make this work Hard labour everyday And then get Paid in dirt But fuck the strain It’s all about the gain I Hang off the back of trucks While it’s Pouring down with rain Ignore and drown the pain Until it’s tunnel vision But my body’s gone low into Ketosis and my Tummy’s twisting We play the game Make gains and maintain The aim of all aims Is to Get that money to fund our vision Keep my day job Even Be a slave of # Whoever I’m getting my next Wage from I try to stay strong But I find the days long And I need to eat So I have to have a day job I’ve got make what I’m worth I’ve been ripping into this mission Since the day of my birth Washing dishes inside of kitchens For a nave and a jerk But there’s no dismissing the system That is blatant on earth Who could deny Other than the suit and the tie Who try to seperate the crust From the Fruit in the pie Out of a Misshapen box Of a cooky design That I never fit in Because I been thinking i Outside of this prism That i I live in No running or getting away from this system Only I slave away chip in Or Throw me in prison With only a lonely pot to piss in Stop and listen I stand as the Opposition To those who make claims and Banter they got the wisdom But play the underhand And scam from The Top position (no) I want something that’s not submissive But we’re running out of time Like this Atomic Clock that’s ticking

Inspirations getting harder to find A Marker to write Will keep my mind as sharp as a knife So what if half of it’s wrong And half of it’s right I live in the circle Cipher is a part of my life Inspirations getting harder to find A Marker to write Will keep my mind as sharp as a knife So what if half of it’s wrong And half of it’s right I live in the circle Cipher is a part of my life Hey yo we Spit rhymes inside Every note We are naturally gifted and Genetically dope Let it be known I’m calling out What I Thought it was all about Taking a stand making plans And never Falling down So profound The sound changed direction But made a bed I didn’t want to Lay to rest in It so has to vary Your vocabulary That Note pad u carry Has No magic fairy Neither does mine So I often write in it Crossing lines out You should see how Sloppy my ink is Swatting my fingers Over paper daily There’s maybe greater tales Where the paper trail leads Never Stopping the show rocking the boat Pop in and go But I somehow won the Popular vote Dun da da your messing the armada Our words make more earthquakes Than bambata Inspirations getting harder to find A marker to write Will keep my mind as sharp as a knife So what if half of it’s wrong And half of it’s right I live in the circle Cipher is a part of my life Inspirations getting harder to find A Marker to write Will keep my mind as sharp as a knife So what if half of it’s wrong And half of it’s right I live in the circle Cipher is a part of my life Even a titan stops My mind is locked Exciting thoughts Are not coming Because of Writers block I light it off Fan the flame And Make the fire hot What you like or not Does nothing to help me Write a plot I Type a song Because it’s hard to run with this flow This many times without some Carpel tunnel syndrome Let’s look to the Text books Filled with forgotten punchlines And left hooks Best be Fresh to death or you’ll get shook I can advise ya Don’t be messing with these fresh crooks To the maddest rhymes From a Vandaliser I Analysed planned a life m Like a man that’s wiser Then put shivers in your spine When delivering a rhyme Im unlimited like lithium You’re shitty alkaline Pretty out of line But can you handle more My mind breaks Out of any box Even sandlefords Safe Inspirations getting harder to find A marker to write Will keep my mind as sharp as a knife So what if half of it’s wrong And half of it’s right I live in the circle Cipher is a part of my life Verse From the be/ginning the path To the Rhythm was hard I was Itching to grip the microphone And rip it apart Then give it my heart # But first noticed It was missing some parts Important cogs inner Rivets and bars Now on a mission to mars My symbolism for impossible So I suppose the intro did it for a lot of you Doesn’t seem worth it If it isn’t over obstacles Known to rock a few Stages with my pages Make flames with My pen and my papers And never the same pattern As ten of your mates did No Unintelligent or Irrelevant statements No need to explain no Elephant came in Keep it Forever fresh like Peppermint taste is Steady setting the pace We sweat in the basement Get Ready To change your molecular basis Making a connection When I step into places Inspirations getting harder to find A Marker to write Will keep my mind as sharp as a knife So what if half of it’s wrong And half of it’s right I live in the circle Cipher is a part of my life Inspirations getting harder to find A marker to write Will keep my mind as sharp as a knife So what if half of it’s wrong And half of it’s right I live in the circle Cipher is a part of my life

Weed Song we don’t want no bush Just Give me that cherry lemon combo kush Just Give me that oowee Pineapple or blue cheese You can keep that home grown With all of those loose leaves we don’t want no bush Just Give me that cherry lemon combo kush Just Give me that oowee Pineapple or blue cheese You can keep that home grown With all of those loose leaves Yo yo I’ve got low buds I hit my dealer up And he’s giving me no love God damn I could slam a bag of chop But first I need to se Man about a dog A rabbit and a frog Or whatever they say Running out buds Don’t get in my way This kid puffs sativa It Doesn’t matter if it’s a bong Spliff blunt or reefer Fist bump the dealer Then make an exit To my place to Nourish my Innate dependence I make an entrance When the bowl empties Right on the dot when the clock Says 420 Roll me a blunt or pack me a cone Let the Pathogens go Send my brain Back in the zone Of immaculate flows I burn it till it’s black as my cone Piece my peeps Better grab me a roach Brother We don’t want no bush Just give me that cherry lemon Combo kush Give me that oowee Pineapple or blue cheese You can keep that home grown With all of those loose leaves My prompt “friend” Says He’s got some strong sess In fact the strongest And even more sticky Cobwebs But there’s a lot less Than the regular stuff So He has to jack the price up On the lettuce you love To get a few puffs It’s Never too much And Even though I’m older now I never grew up I haven’t made the effort To changed the method I maintain Same Preference When I blaze a session I’m Low low down So Zoned out I can’t see Because Covered by a my own Smoke cloud Then leave the house spacing Cause I’ve been consuming more green than cows grazing But breathe the sativa And the indica we can pack it in a pipe Or even roll it in a reefer