(Katalyst)
/You were born a god, and the world to you indebted/ Pathetic, how you don’t give yourself the credit/ Life’s a bitch, break your heart if you let/ Best never to sweat it, that “Unit Life” philosophy/ And honestly, fuck you if you don’t ride with me/ I probably box a bullet for anyone who’d die with me/ N****** in my city, mad, arms too short to box with me, I’m God high/ Hog-tie your ass, quick, fast, and in a hurry/ When the shit comes to the light, notice the snakes and roaches scurry/ Keep your grass cut and your house clean/ Make your bitch toot that ass up, if that mouth mean/ Jesus in my features with a gold mouth gleam/ I’m a rich hoes want, but I’m a broke hoes dream/ N****** mad at me cause your boy done got it popping/ Stop jocking, all foul, out of pocket, loose hoes need goddess/ Lost souls need knowledge, from sincere points of view/ Walk in a real N****** shoe, what would Trap Jesus do/

(Kronkite)
/I have giving up, I don’t want it no more/ My friends don’t have faith, who can I trust anymore?/ Body feels weak, my mind feels sore/ Agony on top of agony, now tell me who you adore/ You see the pretty lights, and not the late nights/ The spats with the frats, the stray cats and the mice/ And the rats that be feeding off your crumbs at your feet/ Waiting for you to get comfortable so they can give you a disease/ The glitz and the glamor, I’m not too familiar with/ But to be honest, neither is the common kid/ I meet a hundred people, 99 turn out to be rappers/ I have to bundle them together just to fit them into chapters/ The question they keep asking is if I’d make it without a faction/
But all of that is irrelevant, they just talking, no action/ so just leave me in peace left to chase my own dragons/ and demons, charging castles everlasting with my passion/

(Crocker)
/Your rap's my welcome mat, everybody welcome back/ be my best year or my last, wanna tell? Then tell 'em that/ in the last year, I've questioned living because different misgivings/ Deciphered scripture, siphoned liquor/ Painted enlightened pictures/ Barack reelected, shit was mad depressing/ they say "You wanted Romney?" I shake my head, driven mad with stressing/ Fuck both those pleated khaki crackers/ Take my freedom and my taxes/ Fools lost, need an atlas/ Lost friends over Jesus, with everything I's reading/ Believing we could reason, they regressed, and said I's evil/ The Roman's lied, these cracker's lie, try they best to pacify/ The Roman's lied, these cracker's lie, try they best to pacify/ My knowledge like skin cancer that metastasize/ It spread, consumed, it's all I fantasize/ Fiscal cliff? that's ridiculous shit/ Next up Iran, some killing and shit/ Globalize, globalize, Hitler's army mobilized/ Hold your breath, say a prayer, and close your eyes/

(Rick Somethin')
/Imagine compassion, living so lavish, oh, you ‘bout that life?/ Now get you a car, roll a cigar, and you hit that twice/ Imagine a winner, a saint from a sinner/ Born a forgiver, around Master Splinter’s/ Out the dungeon we entered, this world be killing/ This world that we in a corruption and splinter/ Your Lord a forgiver, he’ll tell you how to live your life/ You learn if it scratches, it bites/ You learn that black ain’t white/ You learn what drugs you like/ Esco, it’s still one mic/Gold? Done, done that twice/ These hoes, they know what they like/ And since they rolling with Samson, no need for asking/ Young, rapping bastard, take you some classes/ Knowledge is magic, life in these books of potpourri/ It’s never what teachers told to me/ Now question what you told to me/ You hold your heart and then console me/These hard ships done froze me/ So I fill the Dutch with the O.G./ My competence points to the oldies/ Them tracks that compose me/ Time before when I opposed the police/ And them double cups of codeine/ Now I look in your eyes, and I peep that you ain’t know me/ This my life, a little my story, right before I fucking O.D./ Society won’t control me, I hang in the jungle, bitch, I’m Mowgli/