[Verse 1] I’ll drown myself in this brew, release these bottled emotions, lately I’ve had some issues that’s been hard to cope with, taking notice of my domestic life, corrosive, a home divided, one is no longer the quotient, as I’m climbing the ranks, I’m reminded of days when I would do next to anything to acquire her taste, something as small as a smile, it would brighten her face, now I’m star-crossed: was it bad timing or fate? [Hook] take a hit and I hold it in as the chills from these thoughts keep me cold within just waiting on my lift to take me home again take me home again, make me feel whole again breathe deep and I hold it in as the chills from these thoughts keep me cold within just waiting on my life to take me home again take me home again, make me feel whole again [Verse 2] reason I jotted this song is I’ve been drinking and smoking, my mind wanders and roams I know I got you stressin’, I never call home it’s wrong, ‘cause I know it won’t be long ‘til you gone but maybe our time apart is the reason that I don’t do love had a bright future and grew up into a screw up if you only know, you’d probably tear me a new one Jaycee, the “what-not-to-do” for number two son [Hook] [Verse 3] I owe a lot to the posse I ran with back in my Teke days wouldn’t be right if I ain’t give my dawg E thanks we’d kick rhymes ‘til the seams in our jeans frayed bottomless kush bowls, passed dro like relay we’d be up for weeks straight I’m talking up to the point that our damn knees ached 2 Stupid Kids, just Dreamin’ of Wylin’ couple humble guys that happened to take pride in demolishing expectations, we ain’t fit the description chemistry was amazing, we both united as misfits I always felt as if we was destined for riches but our biggest affliction? our addiction to fiction time withers, hearts grow bitter, motives alter it’s like reaching your limit the moment your engine falters damn... we’ll both be our respective monsters with it so even though we’re worlds apart this story’s far from finished

[Intro] oh yeah… Murphy’s Watch! This here… is for all my… post 80’s babies… 1990 ‘til infinity [Verse 1] “why do today what you could do tomorrow instead?”, I ponder as I puff on my last Marlboro Red and, with no shame, I take the longest of drags back against the wall, saying hello to my past now, I could change if I find the will just another twentysomething with time to kill but I’ll be up all night like Drizzy say I’ll die young but I ain’t doing nothing anyway by now, I figured I’d be living it up instead, I make a living off delivering subs I coulda been somebody, now I’m everything to my bretheren, man, all I’m is getting is love sometimes, you gotta lose some to win some and where I’m headed means income then some just need enough to pay a year of rent up-- front and a lifetime beer fund [Hook] because the good die young that means our days are numbered so we gots to stay up ‘cause we ain’t gettin’ younger work hard, play hard that’s why we never slumber living every single moment like the end of summer x2 [Verse 2] just another troubled offspring let the world talk, I’ma keep doing my thing middle finger high chanting “who gon’ stop me?!” I would trade it all for my dawgs in the posse I want the love, ain’t tripping about a name the kinda camaraderie you can’t break take a trip back to days as a gits back in Pre-K and ain’t a damn thing changed as a youth, I was glued to the stoop now, that boy is something rude in the booth no matter how many emcees I heat up, it’s never enough to a family that scared to see me dead or in cuffs that’s why emceeing keeps the mind at ease in a society where it’s a crime to dream and since my degree wasn’t wise to seek it seems this rap stint means die or succeed [Hook] [Bridge] some days, I wanna just bathe in the rain and then air out under the golden sun some nights, I wanna just vibe, my ones’ tight, so I just kick back and roll me one sometimes I get a good feeling and I’ve got a feeling that I’m not the only one x6

[Verse 1] last time I seen ya, we was seniors can’t believe we let some distance get between us despite all the pain, if you found your way into my heart again, on everything, I’d let you stay it’s been a couple years, you got another man I ain’t trippin’, I’m happy you found love again I’ve had my bouts with cupid too, so girl, I understand but I’ll never find a woman that’s as real as you who’s been to Hell and back a few and and keeps it beautiful and yeah, your little attitude is appealing too I lied to myself, said I wouldn’t look back memories of your presence are so difficult to look past it’s getting harder for the kid to dream troubled sleep with nightmares thinking of what could be you was the first and the most deserving of my last four whole years, gone in sixty seconds flat it’s been a minute, so I get it, you don’t feel the same but it would mean the world to me to hear you say there was something real, tell me that the love was real tell me that I shouldn’t feel ashamed tell me there resides a flame inside your heart reserved for I your name alone gets me high enough to traverse the sky damnit why… why… how… [Bridge] how’d I lose my grip? how’d it come to this? how’d I let you out my sight? let you walk the line, never once put up a fight? I know you’re listening, so I chose to pick up the mic ‘cause I’ve got something weighing on my mind that’s too much to hide [Verse 2] must be crazy knowing Buggy Baby love you still guess the first cut’s the one time doesn’t heal lonely days turned to colder nights getting lifted, reminiscing ‘bout times when everything was chill I’d be at ya crib Friday of each week and we would watch Friday on repeat Saturdays was for mattress play and Bishop did Raheem in, closing out the weekend ‘til death, doll, my heart’s in your hand’s it was more than puppy love, I was part of the fam started romancing around the time ya pops had dipped shit… sure enough that wasn’t part of the plan I had just went through the same with my mama nem so we related ‘cause we both had the drama thick I thought i had a handful, but lord your mom’s a trip full of laughs and ‘bout as honest as honest get we had everything short of a dog and kids seems like everyone but us was shocked we split just short of a dog and kids seems like everyone but us was shocked we split [Outro] we laid to waste some moments we can’t get back but when I said “te quiero pa’ siempre”, I meant that so if you don’t want no part of this, at least take a shot to this… who could love you like me? (nobody) would could touch ya like me? (nobody)

ayo… yo… check it... ayo… [Verse 1] I had a couple minor setbacks, now I’m making major moves, bloody murder on these tracks, run it ‘til I stain my shoes, not concerned with cashing checks, just tryna pay my dues, I know my ass is set as long as music remains my muse, but, day out and day in, I feel my patience is waning, facing the strains of being locally famous yet virtually faceless, caught between swag rappers and backpackers when fact of the matter is, they babblin’ like infants, one in the same, all of your tunes are mundane, I say enough with you suckas, man, came in the game just to put food on your plate, know you’ve been sufferin’ for sustenance, truly amazed you givin’ the radio play, most of it run by the government, day after day, steady creating new slaves-- wait, wait, wait, wait… [Hook 1] don’t know the deal? man,you buggin’, buggin’ you came to kill? man, you buggin’, buggin’ ain’t from the Ville? man, you buggin’, buggin’ HA! [Verse 2] my life’s the page out the story of a teenage burnout (uh, uh), who tried his best to time and time again get turned down, that’s why I get turnt up by the time the evening come ‘round, and pray to Jah whatever high I have don’t come down, cuz I’ve been down for too long, caught L’s, and gave an honest effort just to put the effin’ crew on, through the fire down to the wire, ‘til I wised up and realized something: on my dolo, I’ll do no wrong, now The Kreux gone… [Verse 3] these brothas think I’m slackin’ cuz I’m lackin’ a release date, and yet, my rhymes would terrorize this here police state, hard drives of archives with terabytes of beat tapes, pour my heart out, now watch as Jaycee paints a beautiful disaster, I never sleep until my peace of mind is mastered, paper heaps around the wastebin as these ashes-- trash the canvas, craftin’ draft on top of draft until the task becomes a habit, I’d rather be gettin’ plastered with the pros and act an ass but, every second that I’m absent just adds to my entrapment, and as I write this passage, opportunities are passin’, you can knock me on my hustle but you can’t deny my passion my passion, my passion… [Hook 2] I ain’t the truth? man, you buggin’, buggin’ ain’t got the juice? man, you buggin’, buggin’ I came to lose? nah, you buggin’, buggin’ YUH! [Verse 4] so it’s… “F” the world until my dying day, shining rate unmeasurable, we’re talking years of light away, block me and I’m running thru ya, Ndamukong Suh ya, then leave, powder my face, reemerge as Violent J, I daily dance with the devil, I reckon I”ll sign with Jay, likely name my debut tape “Jayzus” in spite of Ye, so if I die today, pray to be likened to John Lennon, potential your simple mind couldn’t fathom, you could only Imagine… let’s hear ALLLLLLLL that...