[Verse 1: Werd64]
Yo I'ma live it up
It's like competing against your brothers, no giving up
Do it big like Joey Rizz's truck
Fortunes escorted by four wheel drive
Torched it off the porch you can smell it's for-real when we arrive
We incorporate life so when we write it's alive, no Frankenstein
Corporate is filled with mad scientists
Either get down or hip and jive with it
Go ham, jump around in a pig pile of it
Uncle Sams pointing fingers so I make the joints bigger
Peace to my fam while I enter the void quicker
We go from tribes in huts
To road signs blinding us
I gotta hide and puff
So they don't try fining us
I need a cut but I ain't lining up
Wars are for cults so I don't rely on Luck
I relay tracks in hope to go cross country
Imagination is one thing you can't take from me
[Verse 2: wordFORTUNE]
I'm living the moment, I'm not condoning to clone it
Cherish the infinite but don't take for granted the components to own it
Postpone the condolences when I pa**
Make sure my words live long after the ma**
Its Mazz, the master unmatched vernacular, cardiovascular spazz
With the audacity to leave an audience in awe
Got a close up on my screen but I'm viewing the world from a far
Far from finished like Favre in a Falcons jersey
Heavens waiting, God forbid I'm welcomed early
I know its open arms at the Pearly Gates like Creed
Light speed traveling, fight greed, battle it
You can't predict the future, only foreshadow it
Paddling through the shallow end till I'm in deep thought
Keep pot residue on the residuals
This isn't a duped group , its a crew full of individuals
Its pitiful how people take everything so literal
4tuNE, we be making saints out of the cynical
[Verse 3: Bill-Finn]
Every minute I live it I breathe it I want it I need it
Believe it, talking Hip Hop- true emceeing with meaning
Releasing dopamine life to me is like a lit pipe filled dope to fiends
Hopes and dreams
Rolled and smoked, nope I'm sober
Polar freeze like I'm Teddy Will
Very sk**ed, pencil in the steady hand
Never run with the devil like Eddie Van
Kick it like I'm Rob Van, damn
Life is in Gods hands
That's why I'm comfortably numb like that rock jam
Caught in a whirlwind, you hate the way societies going don't let the world win
Diverted introverted won't let it worsen
Distort it and flourish make sure you get your words in
Word Finn, other rappers verses cursive cuz they never write it
Instill fear in you when I get to typing and attack brains like bacterial meningitis
Population spinal tap
This is my final rap
Yo Drew spin the mothaf**in' vinyl back
..Live this one