Heaux, I’m sunk in a zone... This shit a vibe, I coulda wrote me a song. But instead, I’m stuck in My head Hummin' and...Mumblin' Great takes that’ll prolly never even make they way on tape. Flow so meta Manipulating’ syllables & lettas, Piecing poetic prose togetha’ Even heauxs know I'm betta. Steve speaks magnifique While manhandling beats'n Preaching Masterpieces While sounds pound Up out these Alesis... ...Speakers. Flow so hard, Hit wit the force of a photon Bomb You couldn't cause a nigga harm If you had Voltron's arms. Get it together. Cuz I been gettin it Since ever, Waiting for for niggas at the Future since 0'11. Somebody call them a reverend cuz Steven's in demon-mode in desperate need of someone to run up & clean his heathen soul That nigga eatin' ain't even leavin' da bones for da dog, Off his rocker But neva known to rock off da metranome. Yo biggest L ain't shit to me but a minor stepping stone. Gone’head & gitcha weapons drawn I woke up, chose violence & got my fuckin’ breakfast on! No country for old men So I’m strap’d like I’m ridin’ to Mexico.

E used to come scoop me in da Civ’ Back in ‘92 I had just enrolled in school. But I ain’t have no gear or game. I was surrounded by everythang PeeWee taught me was cool But I knew deep down inside I really ain't... The Cool girls thought I was too square, Square girls thought I was too cool. So all a young brotha ever knew Was these beats & these rhymes Off this DR-5 was gone hit. On a long enough timeline ‘Cuz I knew we was tha shhhh….. A Tascam 4 track Had them hood tapes lit, Whoeva parents outta town, let’s throw party at da crib. heauxs from all da schools Came thru Smokin' dope & drankin’ liquor, Plenty white girls & niggas. Doin’ thangs ALL our parents Whoop our ass fo’ All in the spirit of being young And dumb. Until somebody snitched, Now here the police come. Can’t call call PeeWee So I REALLY hope that E’ll come scoop me in da Civ’ Back in ‘92 I had just enrolled in school. But I ain’t have no gear or game. I was surrounded by everythang Pee-Wee taught me was cool But I knew deep down inside I really ain't... The Cool girls thought I was too square, The Square girls thought I was too cool. So all a young brotha ever knew Was these beats & these rhymes Off this DR-5 was gone hit.... When E would come scoop me in Da Civ' Brothas came up at da same time wit' da same goals (same goals...same goals) One Brotha did it for the love of the game... & Da otha for da Folks... (SAME MISSION I SUPPOSE) Feelin’ good after volleyball practice, Crashin' soon as I get back My momma askin' "What’s happen’n?" I’m like “My head bangin’ I need me some asprin... ...and to lay my head down 'cuz my migraine actin’” She said she’ll be right back and I’m in my head laughin’... Knowin’ da whole time I’m a blowed ass bastard!!! Mind gone, Can't wait till she leave my ass alone So I can throw these headphones on and find my zone. Got my paper, Got my pen... Dope beats Courtesy of Big E Bump thru the Koss on my ears. Thinkin’ in my head, "I can’t wait till Foke hear this, Next time we finna hit the stu again" and E’ll come scoop me in da Civ’ Back in ‘92 I had just enrolled in school. But I ain’t have no gear or game. I was surrounded by everythang Pee-Wee taught me was cool But I knew deep down inside I really ain't... The Cool girls thought I was too square, The Square girls thought I was too cool. So all a young brotha ever knew Was these beats & these rhymes Off this DR-5 was gone hit.... When E would come scoop me in Da Civ' Brothas came up at da same time wit' da same goals (same goals...same goals) One Brotha did it for the love of the game... & Da otha for da Folks... (SAME MISSION I SUPPOSE) I ain’t got no Flower In da grinder Baye-beh! So I can’t smoke... I can’t smoooke... (X's 2) ...when E would come scoop me in Da Civ'. Back in ‘92 I had just enrolled in school. But I ain’t have no gear or game. I was surrounded by everythang Pee-Wee taught me was cool But I knew deep down inside I really ain't... The Cool girls thought I was too square, The Square girls thought I was too cool. So all a young brotha ever knew Was these beats & these rhymes Off this DR-5 was gone hit.... When E would come scoop me in Da Civ'

Damn nigga, I am old as shit. I am exactly how old Niggas is, when niggas say That nigga ova there is too damn old to spit. Yet, here I is. And Lord willing, Still living more... For all my niggas who Ain't live to see 40 at all. I got so many memories in my rearview It’s getting tough to see how much more I can fit back there. My knees crackin’ And I’m runnin low On jet black hairs... Listen, nothing makes you more Aware of your mortality Than watching than old friends be stretched out Cuz then YOU stressed out... And every heartbeat you feel skip Gitchu paranoid that it’s even more than it is. But beneath that paranoia is a benefit Cuz now I now I feel the value of every minute that I get. I’m getting' longer in the tooth And shorter on days, Got My salt & pepper showin All over my face...yo, that’s a blessing. Hidden Blessiings. (x2) (Outro - I was drunk and speaking from the heart...I ain't typing all that shit out LOL)

Baby, why we always mess it up? Thinkin just bcuz we love to touch each other That we are in love... We don’t even trust each other Askin Muthafucka, Where you was? I seen’tchu in da club... We really used to be cool (Yuuup) We really use to just kick it. (Sho'll did) Til da night we got fk’d up And you took these inches. Now we can’t even be cool You always accuse Pushin' my buttons Until I start cussin And ackin’ a fool. Then what do I do? Take you to lunch... Roll’up a blunt... Promise I’ll change... & keep doin da same I Sedate you wit Dick. You seduce me wit sex You cussin' me out, Then I'm grabbin' yo neck! ((We both manipulate We both instigate Can't differentiate Between lust & hate. Too addicted To tempting fate...)) Baby, why we always mess it up? Thinkin just bcuz we love to touch each other That we are in love... We don’t even trust each other Askin Muthafucka, Where you was? I seen’tchu in da club...

I made a promise not to write a song bout us...baby, I feared the Jynxx... But a brotha can't help the way that he feel and think, So before I knew it, In a blink I was spillin' feelins in ink... Every page was like anotha lifetime, on an alternate timeline, moving in parallel... yet somehow still feeling like I'm grooving on a carousel... Cuz I've been here before, that's what these feelings implore... in the presence of your Being I appreciate breathing MORE… Somehow, you even got this old owl To start sleeping more. I wanna be poetic Using metaphors & parables But I’ve never felt this before, So what am I comparing to? I close my eyes to fall asleep And all that’s there is you, ...and that beautiful belly Carrying our Son. I spent my whole life always havin so much but I've never felt the force Of when you finally found The One. (til now) I made a promise not to write a song bout us...baby, I feared the Jynxx... But a brotha can't help the way that he feel and think, So before I knew it, In a blink I was spillin' feelins in ink... Every page was like anotha lifetime, on an alternate timeline, moving in parallel... ...breaking promises. I made a promise NOT to write a song about….US. Still ain’t let go of yo soul Since the first time we touched. Scooped yo ass up off that couch And gave you AWL my love. Gave you my soul back in exchange, Cuz I can’t get enough. Look at US babygirl…half a decade in. Already on a level ain’t neither one of us eva been. It was crazy meeting you, After being through So many zany times, You accepted me whole, Fed my soul And healed my mind. Held me down thru my divorce A Step-mom to my kids, Always supportive In spite of all my baggage & bullshit. From more cases in court To my jacked up credit score What the hell we buildin’ toward? You never judged me Or put noone above me... How the hell did I get so lucky... ..to break promises. I made a promise not to write a song bout us...baby, I feared the Jynxx... But a brotha can't help the way that he feel and think, So before I knew it, In a blink I was spillin' feelins in ink... Every page was like anotha lifetime, on an alternate timeline, moving in parallel... ...breaking promises. Still breaking promises."