ELECTRIC (prod. Syndrome) Concept — Greed INTRÖ I’m a whole lot more, greedy than most people— Why? Cuz’ I don’t want a little bit, I want it all! VERSE ❶ All I really want is what I never really had Cut a fat paycheck, give it up for my fam! Put my mama in a crib that’s bigger than Japan Get my brother out of debt, set-free from The Man Man, if I made a little more I would pay for Anything my niece might need I would pay for If she want to go and buy things, I would pay for it Everything my family would need would be paid for! I would cut-ties with the sharp-side! Zip ties snipped with a zip-line outstretched— Overhead no plans just live! No work just play in a land with a gift Free to dance break it down like a champ, no stress! No demands for the dolla get grants, no mess! I’ll provide what they can’t, give it to you in advance— I’ll arrive with my camp, hot merch for the fans! HØŌK I’m electric! Yeah, yeah, yeah buddy I’m electric! Whoa oh—I’m electric! You don’t want to mess with my connection! Not a lot people gonna’ get it That’s fine, I don’t mind at all— BRIDGĒ Whatever you say— Whenever I rep, I'ma do it for the King! I don't want to have regrets, when they lay me in the grave... If you're looking for the best, then homie I got a name! (Jesus!) VERSE ❷ When I aim to please majority Relinquish every part of me That's arguing, we ought to be, running out of apologies! It's not for me to be like this! Yo, when He rewrites scripts— He takes the lowly and says be my guest! You won't be lonely when you see my steps! Leading up to where you finally abide and you feel my rest... I want to be part of your life, no guessing! I am sure no mess, when I say I will provide my blessing! I am here... OUTRÖ I leave you better than before Go and tell 'em who we are— I've done settled that score! Yeah— I leave you better than before... Go and tell 'em that your boy Done settled that score!

DLPT2 (prod. Syndrome) Concept — Crippled by Loss INTRÖ Yeah, yeah Fortune— VERSE ❶ — Jayme Fortune I feel fake, wearing a red cape Thrown over my shoulder, is it in place? Will I treasure my white chalk to trace? Unfasten my yellow tape, and ride 'til I break! Take caution! Even if I don't want to admit it I'm a victor playing victim, in need of a new addiction I don't embrace things... How long have I really been a slave in the making? Do I really love people? Do I really even love God? Or is it that I'm evil? I'm not trying to be, I've only noticed What I've boxed up for years I'm holding open... Is it out of fear that I follow? I don't want to burn so I turn from the bottle! Even though it seem rather nice I'm enticed, I don't got to think twice! I yearn for the bottle... It dull pain, no shame in the bottle I could take names, break things if I want to! Only thing holding me back is sealed glass And a little bit of cash to grab from my stack 21 years is young, that's what they say to me... 21 years of fun, that's what they sell to me 21 years are long... The pain is hard... But life goes on... so we should keep going Fuck facade, all my fake friends! You can take our shitty jobs, fuck you and fuck them! It's shit pay, I spend hours away— From my pen and pad... fuck that! HØŌK Oh Lord, I feel like I left, I know I’ve felt this way before I’ve been called a coward, I don’t want to fall short Still, I hear you calling, not sure what I wrestle for I know I’ve been bitter I don’t want to be no more VERSE ❷ — Jakkah Why am I a coward? Why am I too weak to pick myself up? Why am I stuck to vises? Should I cut the lights and just let my life end right here in silence? No one cares, all right then All the wrongs I’ll write them Nonbelievers, spite them I don’t feel alright, man If I can’t change, I’m stuck in this pain, but I couldn’t help them I’ma die a fake one, I don’t get it— Why do I beat myself up for something that I didn’t do I just wallow in endless sorrow when I think about you If you told me how you felt, how could I have helped? Tell me what’s true... But the whole time, I had a hunch, deep down I knew... But, I ain’t Superman, I ain’t got no powers or a red cape I been feeling useless, the remorse is ruthless And I lost my bite, like I been waking up toothless Losing my edge and I’m losing my mind And you heard what I said, but I left you behind Right before you took your life, you told me to keep mine Yeah, I struggle every day with this pain in my soul The same pain that nobody else could ever know— OUTRÖ One time for people who know silence Don't cry for people who live inside it They are the kind of people who go quietly One in a flash, the other, He left silent I’m so tired of people who go mindless You dull pain with liquor and go light shit I know why you’re hurt and don’t find it You act like you’re fine but just hide it

WOUNDEAD (prod. Lasik) Concept — Fears HØŌK I can’t fall asleep, got this evil chasing me... I can’t even eat, now ‘cuz of what I’ve seen... I don’t want to be deceived by this evil chasing me— With no option to retreat, I can’t sleep until it bleeds! VERSE ❶ I can not promise I won’t bite You’ve known me now for my whole life I want the cash dude, so I’m making moves, now I’ma choose sides More signing, I got to move with a co-pilot I can not do this alone I’m in— Over my head but it’s so nice when— People surround me with love that’s all I want I’m not a gangsta, Fortune a thug! I get what I want, so fuck what you thought! I’m working hard, been running through mud My fortunate few will get to the top of the lot This here is cream of the crop, a fortunate view, kick off the coup d’état! ‘Cuz we taking over and you’ve got the crew to watch! BRIDGĒ Get him when he lie down! I feel the monster under my bed... Hit him when the lights out! I hear the demons talk in my head... Red rum—they gon’ chase me ‘til I’m dead (oh, no) Red rum—what they want for me is death (oh, no) VERSE ❷ Oh no, I’ve been wounded by the Lord I don’t know where I should start Is He near or is he far? Can I reach Him by car? Keeping time like Audemar If I only had the bars That’ll get me off the barge Off to Venus in the stars BRĒAKDØWN Bite down like a cougar Sink my teeth in their medullas Keep it rocking like Tortuga Popping off like a Rugar! If you see me I’m Medusa Stone-cold like I’m Buddha What you need is in Bermuda It’s the son, the Lion of Judah! OUTRÖ You could try to follow me if you want a model If you want to share a drink you gon’ need some bottles If you want to get ahead you’ll be Sleepy Hollow I won’t be afraid, call me Ichabod Crane!

NEW WAVE (prod. Syndrome) Concept — One-Take, Intonation HØŌK We gon’ hit ‘em with that new sound, so make way They gon’ tell us it be too loud we won’t change I got something for the whole town that won’t fade Say I’m on another level, with a—new wave! VERSE ❶ — David Scott New wave, riding my shit never lose steam 36 chambers like Wu-Tang Kicking my shit like Liu Kang Battle for my soul, ‘gainst Shao Kahn Bunch a new shit like we on Now they wanna snitch, we seekers Killing these pussy’s cuz we dogs Outta’ the pound, found an escape Through all these sounds, that we’ve made Going through rounds, unload at the range Give every ounce, but we never break Full steam ahead, I'm on tip of the iceberg I'm going so deep, more than you see Meeting the devil when I’m at the peak Still have my soul and I'm moving elite Fucka— Oh no, I'm was losing myself I was drowning in the mud I was fearing myself Now I'm climbing out the grave This is more than a wave This a fragment of my soul With my brothers we change I just, move on— Move hard— Keep the ice, Lord Cooler— Feel the heat to move forward, yeah, hit ‘em. VERSE ❷ — Jayme Fortune I learned that I’m dope with it Soaked with a rose-tinted White wine with a slight-dryness on the throat I’ve been feeling under pressure, body up against the ropes I’ve been truly underestimated watch me rule the world Get me a throne, somebody throw me a bone, I’ll take a spot at the top I know you don’t like when I boast, boy, get me a spot on the roster I know the industry need what I got If you’ve been into it, tell me I rock Show me some love, give me the props I am a beast, you’re gonna’ see it in Scotty and me He got a sling, taking the giant with ease This ain’t a problem— Shutting shit down, running this town, yeah nothing gon’ stop us— We’re gonna stay up the wave we made, I do not care what it takes I’ll do whatever to make it— You can not break me I’m patient— You can not stop me I’m dangerous— Get me a record I’ll break it— This for the whole town! This venues sold-out... If you been out of the loop, I’m telling you, you got get on the move, we letting loose... We’re taking over the rails, better hold on to yourself... I’ll do it as well...

DON'T SLEEP (prod. Syndrome) Concept — Breaking the Mold VERSE ❶ — Jayme Fortune Lay it all down, put my pain in my lyrics Stains in the finish, I’m paying for the rhythm Stay in the pocket, like Wayne did A Milli on air— One day be a millionaire! I’ll make it rain like thunder in here I’ll make it rain like a comet, get scared! It don’t really seem fair, how the money get split It’s rarely been shared cuz nobody give tips Til the man on the bottom gets lynched! (Oh my!) Then buried by the rich! The people on the bottom get scary like It And I don’t like that, I don’t need that shit… HØŌK What you got, ain't clean What you want, ain't me What I got locked up in my keep my brother hold up, hold up (Locked up but I want to be free...) What you got, don’t sleep What you want’s got teeth What I got locked up set free my brother hold up, hold up (Locked up but I want to be free...) VERSE ❷ — Noble Locked up, don’t want to be seen On my game I can go for a spree Little things don’t meet my needs I’m a king, need a bag full of treats Feel the burn, look how I be Not ashamed, kill these facts for free Stay cool is the only key For some that can only dream Beg for your life so (yeah, yeah) I can take it for the minute If not, I can finish, my words is my rifle (yeah, yeah) If you think that I’m finished I’m built something different What you got ain’t mean What you want ain’t clean When I get locked up, I’m free, yeah Hold up (I don’t, I don’t, I don’t) What you got ain’t clean What you got ain’t mean When I set it all free, cuz you know that I’m hold up I don’t want to get locked up… I’m just on my way up… OUTRÖ Y’all don’t sleep on me (Don’t fall asleep on me) Y’all don’t fall— Y’all don’t fall asleep now Don’t fall asleep now Y’all don’t sleep on me, yeah Homie don’t sleep on me, yeah Homie don’t sleep on me Don’t sleep on me Don’t fall asleep on me