- God Tier Drop
See this knight hood? I call it red dawn
Roasting you trolls with these rhymes call it filet mignon
And did you think that I was finished for dead and gone?
Well now I'm god tier kickin' it with Jade, Rose and John
And I dont need a chorus, cause my rhymes will always flourish
Building this rap fortress with plenty of scorching enforcement
As I leave game, I will keep you surely scoreless
- Heirlooms
Vaults of volcano lava, lock and loaded
Firing rounds from a scolding soldering poet
Take all these stacked copies and own it, but I know it
LoHac in the back, ready to overflow and erode
Yeah, a couple dead sessions and some piss too
Slew of slip ups sent me missing the direction to detect you
Cut costs and all these boonbucks slipping through
- MellowTime
The moodset is mellow, fellow rappers have a listen.
Risen to the moment flowin' these plans into fruition.
Spit cynical cyanide, our body count will multiply.
Eyes behind a glass fortress for these phantoms want us blind.
Strider rappers for hire equipped with dapper don attire
Not tired of throwing imitation TG's in the fire
Hyper combo fury fighter leaving rivals with a shiner
- trilly
It's TurntechbasedGodhead
Behind Stiller shades, my eyes red.
Spitting what these addicts crave.
So many lines, my nose bled.
All mixtapes for the bloggers.
Yummy raps, no Betty Crocker.
Like when Jade listens to me when playing she's no-lifing Frogger.