This is a sketch of a wretch that’s on the homestretch Nothing but bones left, but watch as it grows flesh A poem stretched across the bones in the chest The moon looms as a loom is attuned to the text The time set in reverse, decomposition turns to composition Got a vision, watching as the plot is twisting The organs form as the organ performs From the heart, veins are born, and the blood starts pouring To the extremities can it be that he’s meant to be Given new life through this music because the remedy’s That the words add the breath to his lungs Soon the life’s begun, like the spiders silk is spun Look to the sun as the synapses start firing The brain has grown from the drums, truly awe inspiring Now the desire in the heart of the song Is to reach other lonely hearts, it won’t take too long Meanwhile, the scene seemed wild Read the obscene file of this dream child With the means to be vile altogether infantile You must crawl before you walk or end up in a pile A cinephile with a cinematic style Cut up and pasted from the cutting room tiles That’s the floor I implore even more Leaving scores needing spores to explore where I was born Interdimensional, extraterrestrial Check the vibrations as were lowering the decibels Life is infinitesimal, in the grand scheme Plant greens so our seeds can breathe with great ease Take heed when the speech is in the wind The world can talk back, as long as ya listening Listen in, to the music that’s glistening Never synthetic, it’s natural from within Reborn once more like the Phoenix from the ash Rehash, we ask it to be fast to the past We’ve laughed, we’ve lived, we’ve died Now the lyrics are inscribed on the tree of life, you can see it right? The tree I planted in the second, now it towers high And the body from the first has finally learned to climb Never grew wings so he can’t fly But maybe climbing up this tree will let him glimpse the birds eye George of the jungle, he fumbles and struggles up it But finally reached a spot that’s perfect for finding something He sits back and appreciates the height The music helped him reach it its all happening tonight His foot slips, in an instance it’s over The flame is relit by the songs composer Keep it stoked with the billows and the pokers We’ll live again if were lucky like a 4 leaf clover

(Russell ¿Que?) Fifteen years in the making From the days with the cyphers in the basement To the basement with the drum set I ain’t don yet Mixing and recording riding off in the sunset (Marv the Apollo) Zoom by barely hear em talking And they kicking up dust while they walking Moved on to better markets than the Boston I dot eyes with my team don’t cross em (Russell ¿Que?) Me Kev and Marv connect to bring the style that you can’t forget That bump in your chest Tell me what you want from me next Flow a little denser than infinite jest (Marv the Apollo) You got some hate in ya chest I put them feelings to rest I ain’t an alien yet, give me like five I’ll have me a home in the sky long way from them long nights Full of Pabst blue by the boatload Sippin soco wit some dope hoes Dodging popo in the dojo blowing smoke O’s in the ozone Oo woah woah I don’t think they really understand the passion Couldn’t imagine what it took to get us past the obstacles that never lasted Future so bright it might blind ya invest in some glasses (Russell ¿Que?) We went from parties at HoJo To shows up at mojo Now I’m 31 and the sessions pretty low though No flash photos Lights turned dim and while the incense float oh Yeah, floating like a boat oh I sunk your battleship I am not rattled by lyrical battles by any emcee you can go run and tattle To mommy and daddy, but tell them to add me and follow my tragedy Nah this is a comedy, well a dramedy at least But the villains always meet defeat Hi hats cut like a sweet neck chop Bass sound like a T. rex stomp I’m Jeff Goldblum watching the puddle ripple I’m ready to double dribble every word into riddle But just turn up a little For the ones in the back and the middle Cuz the ones front already are knowing just what they want So let your speakers pump

This music pairs well with fair weather Fair weather friends needn’t dare enter I’m rocking with a flock of a rare feather Sit back, this track’ll make ya chair better Whether here or there, in the center Hear it while we’re here together Grill is going, now I’m tethered But that’s cool I feel no pressure Feeling better than a clever velociraptor Serving food up on a platter But I cant cook any faster It’s worth the wait, I’m serving plates Watch how I’m conserving taste With a fervent pace I’m an earthling that was searching for the perfect place Until I found it, I’m around it, this environment I love I’m giving daps and hugs when this quarantine is lifted up Lift it up, your cup and let’s toast To the ones we love the most From coast to coast hopped on a boat Because it’s hope that floats and hoping opens up your soul From the broken comes the whole While the sun goes down like our inhibitions Ping pong balls bounce with precision Now my mind’s set on the mission Of finding the rhymes are often missing Often I’m lost in a song and wishing The words will emerge in the right position While the moon shines bright and my soul is lifted Up off the ground I’ve found it, listen Here at the rabbit hole I’m like the abbot of having a rap that explodes A rap to expose, spoken in prose Hoping the hope will adapt in my foes I don’t want enemies, i just want friends So this way the party will never end The world is a mess, we’re the worst of the best The best of the worst or the hearse and the jets The aerial display and the 21 shots No not drinks, but follow the plot The party is dying while our hearts are frying Is time to start trying, revive an alliance Reviving a lion, hakuna matata means I’m feeling worry free Hurry please It’s an emergency, the furthest word is see This one is all about the feeling Inspectah on the bass, like a specter in the ceiling Leaving me reeling, but also provide me with healing Life is like 52 cards and we’re all just dealing

(Russell ¿Que?) Let these lyrics be the raindrops That waters your brain crops until all the pain stops The whistles blowing as the train stops The train of thought that is lost when the flames get hot In the furnace that is burning with eternal heat Infernal speech with a learned lean I learned to speak with a beat beneath what I breathe A brainstorm will transform the breeze with ease To a gust and I must trust that my clutch will be enough to hold us The roots I’ve laid while the music’s played A fools parade, the full charade The movement swayed while the solar rays Began to burn and fray the edges When the rain hit the hedges see the colors spring back with a vengeance catching the attention of the birds I’m making sketches Then painting portraits using water colors, every sort of color an assorted clutter visions of the horticulture (Gentle Jones) Everyone loves the sun until their ozone's gone the heat rays streets blaze haze of the heat wave flames eat meat like a cheat day radiation agitates wobbling particles bombarding the molecules dog days of marmaduke splitting squares like hypotenuse sipping moonshine in the sunshine it's in the blood line fire breathing heathen middle finger to the one time dumbstruck by the punchlines punch drunk from the crunch time from the young buck cutting the lunch line to the old head biding time sipping red wine brain scan of a praying man rain dance of the rain man

Bending the elements Earth Wind and Fire Using my intelligence, a lyricist for hire But building music with stars and the galactic lyres That inspired rapid fire rapping fire But I aspire to higher heights The truth shines brighter when the rhymes is right Shine it on the lies like the Truman lights Who could write the truth is anybody and the proof is When the light shines, you can see the proof well you can run but you can’t hide You think it’s done but you ain’t tried Need to work hard if you really want it Punch the card, directly in the stomach Time card, rhymes are my armor I’m far from my start as a charmer Lost in the sauce like tartar, often I’m sauced like archer Talked to the boss I was lost to the cause and I started with falling off But I caught myself Taught myself that loss is wealth Now I feel better and I’m gone for the belt

(Freddy G$) On top of the building Walking all over the ceiling Kush fragrance the cookies concealed in A bucket that's tie dye Choke of the inhale you wide eye King chiefer so why try You sleep with a nightlight It's the tv in mine Outta sight outta mind Caught a flight rolled the pine Outta sight outta damn So high I done hit the rewind Fast forward the time Not worried bout timing Not worried bout rhyming Just rapping some raps Just simple as that When this verse over they like damn that boy snapped and I promise its facts So you better relax Or I promise I wont be liable for the way that I act If its cap then its cap Filla foreala my n***** If it slaps then it slaps If its wack then its trash Better speak to the people or that's your ass Always high as shit in the back of the class So I knew I was different Didnt notice the difference played my role like im pippen still a legend up in this alot my seeds running round with gems that give em its just something so simple i ran with the flow like a river (Russell ¿Que?) In a deep dark sleep I was dreaming of shark week A bizarre feat that harkens to my scimitar’s reach Then I wake up on a beach Toes in the sand with my mind in a beat Trying to find the words to match perfectly Just surfing on the surface, fishing for a purpose Following the line to the final fishy skirmish Call me Ishmael, this is just a fish tale Losing my control though I spits well And it sits well On the brain like the rain to an arid terrain Arranged in a refrain just to feign a disdain For this plane of existence But there’s love in these flames (Freddy G$) Listening to Jamiroquai Smoking on this paradise You can see it in my eyes 1 hit had you paralyzed Me and russ weve been those guys Even back in ghigh Russell was a cool kid Me I was the fried guy Fries guy don't forget it when I order Pockets never short of Nickels dimes and quarters Talking change I mean literal change In the brain of anyone who thinks weed charges should equal chains You saying my life dont matter when you not saying her name Breonna Taylor deserves justice for being slain Aint that insane By the same that sweared to serve and protect you know But then again I'm just rapping so what the hell do I know (Russell ¿Que?) That’s my man Fred, so you can call me Barney Rubble Bringing trouble to the moose lodge on the double Actually just call me Russell, that’s Que not queue And I may not do What I’m paid to do But I’ll make my moves While I stay the route and take in two Moments to calibrate That I begin to extrapolate Finally I will triangulate And pinpoint my target to cultivate visions of candidates That spread love and not hate That share facts and not fakes That give speeches instead of tweeting from every meeting I mean it’s pretty clear what we’re needing That’s an over haul, hold it over y’all You don’t qualify for immunity if you were foolishly Using your powers and maneuvering Like a snake in the grass Not looking like faking a pass There is no mistaking the past Repeating itself, and we need changes fast

They say the road to perdition is paved with good intentions My intent is on repenting for my past transgressions This damn stressing has all of my planned lessons Falling short of the ending So I resort to this message Contort the course with the force I’m expending Putting the words to a beat that moves you feet Jump outta your seat Cuz we’ve been sitting for weeks Nah, we’ve been sitting for eons Now it’s as clear as a neon That the systems corrupt and straight up reeks like Theon And now beyond, we gotta keep it going Can’t give up, they finally started showing Signs of weakness, The times they need this I can’t wait to see the next step of the sequence This is my dispatch from elsewhere So if you’re feeling like nobody else cares I’m there And I’m prepared, to let you vent it out for your mental welfare Well there’s a million ways to help, but some times the best bets to let them solve it for themself Just be the wall that they can bounce it off as well And then they’ll feel empowered to go help somebody else You get back what you’re giving So live the way you’re living If you cool with how you’re getting Along the fault lines of the shaky human mission Stay on the path, repeating the past, you’re gonna be last and missing Out on the here and now So if you hear me now Just know that it’s all good, no need to fear the sound This is the sound of peace A feast of sounds, a mound of beats Amounting in a mountain that’s profoundish spouting heat