If it’s going down downtown I’m ending up upstate They’re out to get the DOE due to the damage I create I’m standing on second base and San is at the plate We drop it heavy like a man who ain’t managing his weight This a manacled debate- we lock down the vocals Town to town, we straight clown the hopeful When the two go, y’all find y’all found the go-tos Beef? What they got sho’ sound like tofu I told you I bleed love and breathe fire Eat a rapper on a plate while I’m preaching to the choir The Michelin man, cause y’all to re-tire Reach out and “touch your body” like Mariah And just that fast rappers falling the fuck off They knowing it’s butt-soft when they going inside If they tell you that it’s wack then you know it’s a lie Cuz my flow be tighter than a Cambodian’s eyes Intermittently, I’m known to make a fanciful claim other days, I’m content to simply ramble away Maybe you could find me romancing the stone King of the underworld on a tarantula throne Making your man abandon the claims, in bandages maimed Got your hearts racing like that Danica dame Examine the name, San to the KOFA, slam them and trained To cramming your brain with plans from Atlanta to Maine The man’s standing on the desperate necks of those trying to catch a breath Swinging the battle axe raps, I hack them to death What’s happening next is the marvelous harbinger harming your harmony Pulling your card again inhabiting the abbot and armory Laughing heartily, hardly aware of the damage inflicted Point blank, San is a sickness, witnesses panic and shift quick Mechanical misfit with a death mask for the next to trespass Seeing you lying on the table with your chest cracked I’m laughing at these rappers that’s soggy like coffee filters Pretending to be the man like female body builders Inscribe your rhymes in highly detailed gaudy silver? You been tarnished by the gosh darndest of varmints I’m maaaad def like all that’s left After Skillz and Rick Rubin’s label abbreviated their names Painstakingly we’re making the claim That if you stepping to the rep you exit like a vegetable man It’s the specialist rendering lives desolate plains Yes it is a pessimistic aim, chest to your brain My testament reigns with deafening death in its veins, wretched re- Gressive remains, step in a second you’re doused in pain Called out the names of anyone who might try and help But it’s a wasteland, you’re dying by yourself We supply the fire, meltdown to the sound of supersonic screams Psychologically impact, fracturing your dreams

Arrrrrgh! The Pirate Song Follow the funk, a dollop of dung, call it a hunch I never acknowledge a punk with collagen humps So best stall on the solids…make way for the blenderized Sipping dinner from a straw, wired jaw tender cries Better guys than you have arrived only to disappear Sadistic with tears, severe isn’t it near? listen to the belligerent incinerator speak Let doubt eat away your insides from deep Maybe even leave town, hitch hike and eat mound You can go west or eastbound, just leave now I’m running through your family trees, choking chainsaws JON?DOE and I, sometimes we have the same thoughts Just another rapper paying bills with his day job Going to work, fired up, another rapper’s laid off Perfectly content, so let talk about a trade stop Remember back when… Sons of Zadok? From the lungs bringing freshness I have to breathe All the way to the geezers a’tapping knees Stinging flesh string it up, best to pass the peas Bring the mess finger cuffed and the cast is free Yeah, I’ll sign for a sec, with a poisonous pen …The same way I’ll be destroying your trends Leaving dudes nervous soon deploying depends Left to plug merch working with Latoya and friends And that’s zen Ourrrrrr mission is fear, we get in your ear Ourrrrrr vision’s to steer with witty and clear Rrrrrr A P’s- we the men of the year Plus we make your lady say ah ahh ahhh Ourrrrrr plan is to rock and manage the flocks Ourrrrrr brand’s on the top we damage with hot Rrrrrr A P’s- get the camera shot For when we make your lady say ah ahh ahhh I’m just a super guy, super fresh, super fly You acting shitty at my ditty that’s the reason that I pooped your eye Look, you’ll never be as good as us, but you can try Dudes deny ever claiming that they knew the why But see the reason that they stepped was the feeding of the rep Until they left with some lesions on their flesh From our feet upon their chests that made em have to redirect I’mma lead it from the West and let Sankofa do the cleanup on the rest It’s swing batta swing until you see that we the best Except it’s domes that’s getting flown over the fence when we connect Like daaaamn son, yeah, you’ll be the first to see it set Coming from the Catacombs where murder be the set I speak in jest! It’s all in good fun I’m DOE boy, watch me make them Boyz-n-tha hood run Standing on the stage with a thirty foot gun I’m so hardcore, I punch priests and push nuns Plus I’ve got a diamond mine inside my mind Where little children slave away until they die or find my rhymes Exploitation- go ahead, rewind the line Ahem- I’m a doctor miss… trust me, your hymen’s fine I recline in socks, shirt, and a mask I know it makes no sense, but it works for a laugh The Silversmiths we last AND first in the class And still we leave you twerps in the trash do the math cuz… Ourrrrrr mission is fear, we get in your ear Ourrrrrr vision’s to steer with witty and clear Rrrrrr A P’s- we the men of the year Plus we make your lady say ah ahh ahhh Ourrrrrr plan is to rock and manage the flocks Ourrrrrr brand’s on the top we damage with hot Rrrrrr A P’s- get the camera shot For when we make your lady say ah ahh ahhh

I’ve got bug bites on my belly spelling out thug life What what how and a couple of dust mites So bust my chops by saying it’s not kosher Come through Fort Wayne with a stopover And a stockbroker in October cause it’s my birthday Slop odor of raw sulfur begin to turn grey Taking yourself a survey of the Silvermiths wordplay And say “man I didn’t realize that they were that dope” But, uhh, we are and the fact of the matter is we’re here to stay You’re never going to be San, so put the beard away Nice little pep rally, what-you got a cheer to say? We’re digging in your ear with this here, it’s time to irrigate We’ll tone it down just a scoatch, I know you fear the bass We’re spearing your sneer in the weirdest of ways Appearing from the haze with a smokestacked dope rap …and you can quote that Cognac, road rash, Bel Biv DeVoe tracks Vocab, cause we’ve got to, cause we’ve got the soul clap I never wrote a fax but you rode the sack Your vision’s kind of blurry, better focus stat We’re betrothed to rap in ways you can’t imagine with a can of passion We’re taking your best lines and grammar hammer slammer bash them So brush your teeth tonight, cause now the camera’s going to catch them Clack clack clack BOOOM! So what you going to do guy, crucifty? Maybe euthanize and lose your mind? Or maybe use your lies to employ some poison? That you’ve got inside your mind, but now it’s toyed with Your life story is sounding poignant, but it’s down the toilet And your town avoids it The think that I wish for you is to be voiceless That’s what my choice is Ya boys is taking you out, yeah six carry you Horns up, foaming at the mouth like sick caribou That’s a word I used just to get props from Stephen Odd or even, I’m believing then when we’re on your posse’s leaving You must acquit. Quick with the fisticuffs Chasers left in the mist and dust, get your biscuits up Sadistic medicinal, equipped to truck quick …Or get a busted lip! See I’m an F-U-C-K up A olic, Old school tresh with a taste of brolic Y’all step up too late to call it- forfeit Please don’t wast the mosh pit Whoop his ass!!!! Seems I’m a g I guess Look at my reflection like gee I’m fresh And it ain’t just me I impress Got these wannabe rappers in their Fila sweats Grippin on the jock like chickens on the pox Crickets in a box that be itchin for the squawk While they listenin to Pac I be shitting where they talk It’s a gruesome bit but it’s riveting to watch And I don’t need your props cuz I got your respect When I grab the mic and you poppin your necks So chiggety check the facts when you’re coming to our towns And cut the crap like you scratchin a fart sound These words cause abrasions Like reversing the South cuz y’all been served by caucasians Sorry love, the plantation got repo’d MC’s gon’ get lit up in DOE’s bistro From East O to Ethio, Heathrow to Ichino- Meya, Onomatopoeia when the heat blow And we flow… boom! y’all got the image Here comes the lava, now your little village’s finished And I’m not talking bout a town outta Helsinki The Krakatoa flower, throw your mouth where my shin is Pennies falling from the sky remind me… Kashal-Tee where the fuck you at my friend? Here we go again, put the pen to the paper Entertaining and it’s Indie Pennant with the caper Spark the Biz Mark, these men done caught the vapors Sky scraper flavor with a taste of innovator But for now we just killing it, like children with an insect We in effect- been set with intellect to inject Finna wreck the spin set, internet is in check Got y’all online like, “where that Music With Friends at?”

We in the club mang, live it up crispy I’m not ashamed to say I think my life’s nifty And I got my wife with me She’ll be lucky if I live nine years besides fifty But for now, I’m frisky as a cat in the grass Every chance I get I be grabbing that ass We’re broke as dirt and our habitat’s thrashed But we clean it up together and then after that, laugh I work till I bleed, then be a dad to my sons Give them what they need so they don’t dabble in guns I watch TLC and play Scrabble for fun And hope my words of wisdom don’t unravel in puns And she’s a passionate one There’s a fire in her eyes and a choir in her thighs I stay inspired by her cries By her side until death do us, tempes-tuous They say “hey man, are you getting bling?” And I’m like “hell no, I got a wedding ring” And it means I’m married to a damn fine lady Find who is driving mankind crazy Maybe it’s one of those universal truths But the way that she moves and all, never mind Got me saying stuff that you’ll never ever hear I met her in a club with a regimen of weird Got done rocking a set, way before last call Three years later, we’re it for the long haul Mortgage payments and grown up jobs Health insurance and I know that’s boss Find me back at school for my teaching license See what the birds and the bees and I did 2 strange peas in a Fort Wayne pod And Asakusa gets the gourmet nod Hell yes, we’ve got problems But I also got a partner that’s here to help me solve them A goblin on my back who be gobblin’ my sack Six years strong and the record’s evolving I’m happy and content, married to my kids’ mom I’d say she’s only out for cash but the fact of the matter’s it’s gone When you really think about it, it’s prom Without the teenage drama of emotions getting pissed on I watch sitcoms and they kind of makes sense In the light of day drenched with a minor way, dense To deny the way whence we came to be Would be foolish, I’m just a grateful guy And we rule this world when we choose as much It’s all long term plans and we’re moving up So don’t remove the crutch when sitting at the bar Still looking for a one night, wishing on a star

my responsibility is response ability DOE be decorated like fawns in filagree See the song is still in me and it spawned an ill MC Who locks the flow down like ensconsed agility Mastadon in milit'ry mode, stomp the silly C- Ompetion that's dissin JON's soliloquies They see the dawn and still believe they belong in Elisi- Um like Ponce DeLeon taking on the trilogy... Oops i meant the trinity, divinity surrounds us From the physics of the "wow" to doldrum of the cow, just Embrace these end days' sensations, the Sensai's Two cents say "surprise, grasshoppers are bounders" And boundaries exist only 'cause censors found us Yowzuz!  now i'm released where the hounds is Run for your life, i run towns aground as Clowns get run down when we turn the sounds up Do you wanna hear it? Yeah! The levels are critical Switch the Silversmith hits with ya pitiful Radio pop vixen video umbilical Do the damn thang, we do the damn thang Do you wanna hear it? Yeah! The levels are critical Straight from the basement up through the pinnacle Take this occasion to rupture the physical Do the damn thang, we do the damn thang San Luis Obispo to Fort Wayne with this flow Hand over the fist, no, San in the Mephisto Rambling with disco, manhandling the sick prose Rigor mortis tenon lieutenant we’re sending in a blitz though Degenerate glitter denim menace Benedict disco Doing this for fun, cement it with sick shows mention the list goes Society of NIMH And Beat This! Productions from Tiger Beat to den Mighty with a pen extend a dependent. Why? Cause we’re sickening Sticking Ridiculous predicament landings with a quickening No bickering, the vicar brings the victor a cereal bowl searing your presbyterian soul, whoa! So here we clearly extol the list of reasons, Indie Pennant with allegiance, and in the evening What ever happened to the guard dogs chilling in the car lots Taking out the hard rocks, what but they are not This here’s the old school vibe with a new school swing Get props from my sons cause I do cool things Just a dude who’ll bring it to the party like alcohol Sweat out the balls from which you fools cling But the true jewels bling through the amplified system Bless the breaks like sanctified schisms Jizzm hot rhymes then I fantasize with em Makin’ music with friends who’ll add to my wisdom I'm not trying to complain, but my brain it burns and truth is worth much less paid than earned so I'm patiently waiting my turn, creatively making it for the sake of debate, a weigh in manger may be as dangerous daily, insane with his craft...forsaken, making it last for the sake of debate I'm taking a state so vacant and vast and remaining anonymous, days are snakes cause they're venomous phrased to trade the wage of lesser men, spin in the sediment

Snow Crash The world spins, balanced on a needle in a haystack And history is when we play tracks from times of way back From sticks and stones to 8-tracks, then tape stacks Crates packed with vinyl breaks that elate cats The bass cracks, coupled with the snares while the h-hats Keep the timing of your life and the days tacked Lapse to the digital drives that done replaced DATs I empty me onto MP3 (then we free) Unclog the jugular brain, drain the certainty Exist immortal in a virtual eternity Where nothing is real though it all exists Download my life and burn my soul to disk Feed the wi-fi demands Look mom, I’m advanced! Loop the technologistics so the buy’s enhanced Pirate the copywrite B-Boy cipher stance Until the plugs get pulled and we back to the fire dance Rush! Transform the world as you know it turns to Dust! The blood from the digital age becomes Rust. Me and you and them are now Us. Drowned in the deafening roar of the hush… Which came first? The kick or the snare? I be spitting with ridiculous flair, splitting the hairs And true to his name the homey tame the past And reshapes the future with a flicker of Yeah. Like hickory, the dickory dare, this is the pair That be sitting with a switch in the stairs, it isn’t fair We done came a long way, but we still ain’t there Re-evolution of the fist in the air, listeners beware Visitors stare sitting in digital chairs, pivoting where Ever the latest sedative settle in malevolent Venom is deadening nerves, nurses sever several limbs The Predecessor is NIMH, edit it in Let regret and chagrin, spin tales of a nemesis twin Who impale with a pen and grin, let it begin Limbs flail and there’s no surviving Once the anesthesia takes over, close your eyelids Rush! Transform the world as you know it turns to Dust! The blood from the digital age becomes Rust. Me and you and them are now Us. Drowned in the deafening roar of the hush… Somewhere there’s a memory of what was Driving a robot to dive into the hushed rust Trying to find a semblance of a remnant Defying the silence swinging from a pendant A tattered pennant flying in the dust storm ripples Meat market markers called in, making more gristle Sort of official orchestrators pull garrote strings Lost kings corral courage whenever thoughts cling Offering a daily dose, who knows? They may be close New drones parading slow move hoax deflating hope Nostalgia, a bastard child from the other manger Making paper off of puppet labor, hover greater Gruesome witness to the crucifix of neon The noose is missing, new submissive is a phenom And on the third day, every strike’s forgiven Deadening eyes that glisten in this life, a prison Rush! Transform the world as you know it turns to Dust! The blood from the digital age becomes Rust. Me and you and them are now Us. Drowned in the deafening roar of the hush…

See this right here be the intro song When you know you wanna kill it but you can’t go long And you can’t go wrong once the Smiths arrive We bout to take this party all the way back to ‘95 Capturing a mighty drive, happy with mic and the I snacking on the mike and ikes, impact them with a spiteful eye Minding my business, watching it going to the red Just kick a couple poop the bed couplets, zooming into debt, now It’s goes here’s the flow and here’s the beat Get em both together like it’s so nice to meet So nice and sweet- love at first sight Guarantee they fucking by the end of the night When all you’ve got on life is a tenuous grasp Man, you got better than that, sending it back To the ways of genuine rap, whatever the hell that might me Couldn’t tell you myself, so now we just write these We cooler than an ice cube shaped like Fonzie I’m finna Stimulate you Dummies like Dante No Scrubs, that’s word to Beyonce Just move left to right like the song say Your producer’s on his Grizzly, but Thabeet is wackness So send him down to D-League cause he’s needing practice Representing life?  You’re just a reenactment So we keep attacking rap with a fevered passion I love the tic-toc, listen to the hip hop Indiana back to California we collect props We gon ride the track until the next stop Chilling on the beach with my kids in my flip flops Sixty six sick stops, with a bit of this cough Unlimited by monetary thoughts, check the wrist watch Frozen in time, so much ice that I can’t progress But looking so cool helps abandon stress