With the chance of a snowball in Hell
He decided that the story that he’d tell was gonna sell
He fell in love with the fact that all he ever needed
Was to write the greatest rhymes for the world to wanna read it
He practices in secret like some sorta covert operation
Looking out his window like he’s got a lot to take in
Never got complacent, even when no one was listening
Now they all can’t help but look to what is glistening
Gleaming like a goddamn galaxy
Giving off enough light to teach the world how to see
While the blind led the blind, he was watching
Saw where they was walking, so he reassessed his options
He decided what they was doing, he would do the opposite
Now look at what he’s made, and try to say it’s not the shit
You’d be lying to yourself, don’t do it
Just enjoy the music, and accept the fact you’re useless
Homie, if the shoes fit, put em on, but if not, keep em off
Hard to not tell that the rhymes you got are weak and soft
Obviously ain’t built up the calluses
How you gonna withstand the world’s many challenges?
With Armageddon brewing, he just built himself a bunker
And he’ll stay there until the last people kill each other
When that happens, he’ll just climb out and shake his head
Spit a couple rhymes and all the sudden wake the dead
Starved himself, now he’s making sure he’s staying fed
Got comfortable making camp on a breaking ledge
As close to the edge as he can get
Without going over, that’s the secret to the trick
This album is an impressive feet of writing and sound design. Kill sets such an incredible mood throughout the record, and the writing is consuming, reflective, full of dark humor, and the weight of life. Easily one of favorite albums to drop this year. Bloodmon$y Perez
A considered scientific reconstruction of the hardcore NY rap album. You feel the cold chill that feels like NY but it's really the kind of cynicism this heinous world leaves the considerate ones. danielolneyfme