TreySoul:
I been ass out, broke down, passed out back seats of cars, on couches, surfed the route /
Lost in smoke clouds of doubt, tryin to wrap my brain around it and figure it out /
When I thought I knew it all, turns out the maps and atlases were upside down all along /
Now this kings runnin around without an heir or a crown / Is it Hara-Kiri or The Resurrection now? /
7 billion on this planet / Most worse off so Ill manage, but this pain and anguish, I'm tired cant stand it /
So much bullshit in this world, tryin not to snap damnit / To heal my brain, I transplant it /
Inside : kicking screaming / Outside : Silent Smiling /
But The Beast inside of me coming soon to be released/ Once Im off my chain Imma show you what its like to be unleashed /
Now the thrones been toppled over / Melted down to mold the iron and gold for the soldiers /
TreySoul leave the fuckin scene smolderin / Atomic nuclear fission explosion / Spirit bomb nova /
Super Cal a frag a lick / Expertise adjust the dosage / From darkness to light / Paper planes take flight /
GlassDreams Molotov / Flame sequence / ignite

Mz Pretty:

"A moment to breathe,
the light i can't see,
this to shall pass,
but for now, i'm out of gas

i'm blazzin' a scene,
bra, breathin' dream,
cause this too shall pass,
but for now,….. i'm out of gas…

I'm out a gas
puff pass,
i'm out a gas"

Deep voice in background "I'm tired but i gotta keep running"

GRim Logic:
Things aren't what they seem any longer /
stressed out going through this shit /
i get stronger my hunger is /
the joy from feeding all these hungry kids /
who didn't pick they predicament /
the system put them in /
so its fuck the system /
not the world /
I stick my dick in that PC /
Norton condom on /
and smoke a blunt, with your girl /
fuck it I'll MAC, pitch in on a blunt fuck it I'll match /
got a bomb sack, you standing on a cliff, wanna leap of faith /
and make a wish catch a whiff get a contact /
try and stay topped off, fuck it where my mind at /
rewind back, to a time that, when my pockets was full with dime sacks/
walking with my back to the wind wondering when will my spine crack/
shattered bones buried under tombstones, /
microphones carried in the hand of a man /
who over stands the value of the words inside my dome, /
hip hop my home, my domain/
we burning natural gas, we way past propane/
constant flames that's what they telling me /
it'll all ends soon, running on fumes till my tank reaches E/

Mz Pretty:
"A moment to breathe,
the light i can't see,
this to shall pass,
but for now, i'm out of gas

i'm blazzin' a scene,
bra, breathin' dream,
cause this too shall pass,
but for now,….. i'm out of gas…

I'm out a gas
puff pass,
i'm out a gas"

Deep voice in background "I'm tired but i gotta keep running"