Double time like a rigid pair of clocks/as I cannonball you to another fuckin paradox/Im no asshole I don't stink up the room with bullshit/a man of order wit deep strokes makes me a dick/I need room give me liquor im tryna get typsy/im chillin cuz i (went to see the gypsy)/euphoriated dreams cuz I'm Gettin in my zone/Im plottin ideas on knockin these niggas of their thrones/the lone wolf knows how it feels to be alone/imprisoned on a stone breakin out like Al capone/2014 Sacramento's in a drought/I'll set the world on fire with no attempt to put it out/ Niggas be beggin for beats like Oliver Twist/(moooore!)/nah bruh ya ignorance aint filled with bliss/you really dont have the mental capacity for change/to maintain the art condition in ya mental frame/after im done playin wit these soft dirty vixens/im in the studio crackalackin and chex mixin/ My Lyrical insanity is cuttin em like razor blades/shinin with hot beats keeps me chillin under money shades/ when the fun is over and my mind is vexed/Im searchin' thru my pokedex to see which bitch I'm pokin next/
Breakin rules is always part of my game/Its never easy to please so ima stay just in my own lane/
Prolific Mexico City rapper SPEAK ponders the self-isolated age on a booming EP, recorded live in his kitchen during quarantine. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 24, 2020