(Verse 1) If you really wanna know me Walk with the lonely The gates narrow mostly Righteous or unholy If you really wanna know me Listen to me closely Getting shoulders coldly Gonna get what's owed me Boldly bringing heat Listen when I speak Savor when its sweet Cause life's not guaranteed Feeling weak in the knees Riddled with defeat (Verse 2) If you really wanna know me Walk the road boldly Stay with me closely Be my one and only If you really wan a know me I walk alone mostly Headed straight for glory Righteous or unholy Not in vain conceit Meaning what we seek Bold when I speak Friction in critique Feeling I can't breath Chased by killer bees Dodging all the stings From liar, cheater, thieves (Verse 3) If you really wanna know me Walk with the lonely The gates narrow mostly Righteous or unholy If you really wanna know me Listen to me closely Getting shoulders coldly Gonna get what's owed me Ready to break free Does history repeat? Life's not guaranteed It's fear that makes us weak Squinting just to see Surrounded by mystique Discrete with deceits Not that indiscrete (Verse 4) If you really wanna know me Walk the road boldly Stay with me closely Be my one and only If you really wan a know me I walk alone mostly Headed straight for glory Righteous or unholy Run with a sprinter Drinker and a sinner Sinister thinker Poet, rapper, singer Thrown through the ringer My fingers on the trigger Emotion lingers Your wrapped around my finger

(Verse 1) Baby Girl Count some sheep Rest between the sheets No sleep will be the death of me Mentality’s insanity Wild banshee Blazing tree Only smoke the finest green Question my morality And you’ll become the casualty In my country tis of thee Your minds the only place that’s free Lock and load auxiliary Melodies my artillery Weapons in the words I speak Quite now don’t make a peep Silence adds to my mystique And lullabies coax 40 winks (Verse 2) Baby Girl go to sleep But make sure you dream Insomnia sometimes won’t Let me contemplate reality REM is real to me And tends to set my spirit free Would belief be heresy? You’ll hear the bass and drums agree Victory to those who dream Shhh Now go to sleep (Verse 3) Now that you’re sound asleep Things aren’t always what they seem Nightmares will have you gripping sheets grinding teeth to smithereens Blinded in the periphery Means its time to take the leap Cross over to the obsolete To the place where sleep is deep Study this optometry What we sees not what it seems We create our destiny Make your dreams reality

(Verse 1) I go real slow when I don't know Is destiny something for sure? We might be lost but they don't know feel the music inside you soul Next thing you know your on the go Trying to fill life's hollow holes Who knows in death which way we go? Way up high or down below? I’m trying to keep up with this track Yeah a white girl can actually rap And this is what she said she knows That bad bitches take it slow I’ll have it knocked out with one blow Weight heavy- hitter, don’t you know? When life feels out of control one more reason take it slow (Verse 2) This is the part where I take it low Knock em all over like they dominoes I don’t give a fuck what you think you know I’m trying to rise up and make some dough Mix hip pop into the flow Detroit’s the place that I call my home It’s hood rich, not ghetto Legs like stilts in stilettos My tongue is gaining some memento Speed up the bass and the tempo Spitting sexual innuendos Over beats sounding like a electro (Verse 3) I’m out on the grind and it’s feel so fine Like flat fitted cap with a Detroit sign I’m out on the grind and it’s feel so fine Like flat fitted cap with a Detroit sign Rewind it black and let it go Real Slow, real slow I go real slow when I don’t know Is destiny something for sure? We might be lost but they don’t know Feel the music inside your soul Next thing you know my lyrics flow and my opponent start to fold the deck please like it’s been stacked Predicting how you will react Recover from life's heavy blows When it feels out of control One more reason take it slow Real slow real slow (Verse 4) This is the part where I take it slow Trying to stay level like vertigo Just a knock out who’s throwing bows Leveling the walls like Jericho Sending your body into limbo Holding you hostage like Calypso Breaking down the social stigma Just a una momenta Shout it to the lady gringos Maniacs and all the nymphs Spreading lyrical influenza Indicas my only dilemma

(Verse 1) What's the point of love and hate? When all we do is just disipate Into just a nothing state A dust that the wind just blows away Or do spirits they like to stay? Then they melt into the light of day Painted golds the path that's paved Search and ye shall find the way So the preacher man, man he likes to say That wide is the gate, but narrow is the way So I take a shot of whiskey to help me numb my brain Take a shot of whiskey to help me on the way (Chorus) Take a shot of whiskey to help me numb my brain Take a shot of whiskey yo help me on the way If the path sways then you know I'm walking straight Got plenty mistakes so I can relate (X2) (Verse 2) Now you hear and can relate Listen to my words that sedate Your pupils start to dilate And your bodies begin to osculate Alcohol negates my pain Whiskey roller coaster can't press the breaks From no one can death escape And my mistakes run on replay So I start to sway And you know I can't see straight I'm looking for that gate But got lost along the way So I take a shot of Whiskey to help me numb my brain Take a shot of Whiskey to help me on the way (Chorus) Take a shot of whiskey to help me numb my brain Take a shot of whiskey yo help me on the way If the path sways then you know I'm walking straight Got plenty mistakes so I can relate (Bridge) I got 28 days and I'm trying to live straight Got plenty of drugs to help me escape Pull the pin in the grenade I'm combusting into flames No longer can contain that this is my mistake (Chorus)

(Verse 1) Then I had religion Then I had a vision I could not turn from their revel in derision Then I saw the Congo creeping through the black Cutting through the jungle with a golden track Rebel indecision They cannot envision Feeling my resistance so don't push me to the limits This is my disposition Resist inhibitions Traditions tend to lead to believing superstitions On a path of demolition A head on collision A delinquent stirring up dissension and division A Martyr's decision The Congo rewritten Seeing through the flames ignites my intuition Go warn the Mauritians Gather coalition This is the beginning and I'm making my incision Vixen with precision What I speak isn't fiction You better listen up cause I'm bearing all infliction (Verse 2) Enter a remission Withdrawing from addiction I could not turn And can't find a right prescription Hurry pull the trigger Getting rough with rigor Shoot straight liquor Sippn whiskey outta snifters Jameson's a trickster Rushing for your liver Ripping through your blood flow Razor sharp scissors Lights begin to flicker Quick throw up that glitter On a deadly mission To conquer disconfigure You are my eyewitness My rhymes they bring the illness A legitimate sickness Spreading deadly epidemics Have I transgressed? under duress Shaking beads of sweat My ass flat on the X Feeling I'm possessed lungs start to compress Taking my last breath Is it all coming to an end? With my middle finger I’ll Split you like a splinter Got you waiting for the punch line Got you waiting for the kicker (Verse 3) Eating fruit forbidden Stuck in this position This is my prediction I’ll be facing crucifixion Decipher the inscription Falsely been convicted Try to get acquited in the face of opposition Condition starts to weakens Shackled and restricted Pain is rather frequent So take the path thats less beaten Bitten, bleeding crimson Pigment starts to lessen I could not turn Demons haunt addictions I’ve always had my diction Won’t you grant me benediction I can feel it in the friction Put yourself in my positions Then I feel guilt stricken Asking for forgiveness Looking to the sky for something to believe in I’ve always had religion I’ve always had a vision I could not turn from my own indecision Then I saw the Congo creeping through the black Cutting through the jungle on this golden track.