Too much ink on my list of demands I got an hourglass filling up with sand Breaking promises and all of my plans How do I redeem these idle hands? Try to jump, but I can't clear the span Pleading guilty when I step upon the stand Can't blame anybody but this man, so How do I redeem these idle hands? Many apologies to anybody ever I miffed! I'm prone to promises purveyed, delivered straight down the lift! Breaking into tiny pieces any relational worth That you thought we had together while I divvy the dearth Spin2Win! Good kinetics 'ere I tend to display Stacking archives of claims and hopeful aims Abandoned work: Delayed! Hindered by the block in my path While I listen to the pros and wish that I could manage half Of any quarter of a thing I said I'd do in a week You could say it - "Thirdrage" is past promotional peak "Second Time Around" was due about a year in the past But "Connect" is almost finished (Zilla, don't make me laugh) Nary an EP, nor a CD, nor a guest appearance by me Days pass, but a vast majority never rouse my stylings And the calls from Philly dwindle in my presence, inert And I can't help but imagine it'd be different if I put in the work **Chorus** Now it's easy to be envious, inspired and awed When you're surrounded by the talented but focused on your flaws Look at Ran! Dude's got it! Makes it look like a breeze. Mikal kHill slings fire with the greatest of ease But these are just examples of the greatness that abounds In myself? I see potential, but destruction abounds And I know it's self-inflicted! I'm the root of each disaster! Everytime I fuck it up, you'd think I'd learn it that much faster And then master my craft 'Stead of bounding round the problem - so daft! I'm such a dullard 'cuz I charted and graphed But utilized not even a subset of XP that I gleaned Coulda' been a contender, rather, I'm a League of Legends fiend That may be - but I'm young, I can swap the song sung For another where I motivate much more than my thumbs Wanna' be an inspiration and ascend and achieve I don't wanna' be stuck forever, but I can't seem to leave! **Chorus** And though it's easy to put pity on myself It's a virtue that I reach to you for help What did I think would be the end result of this? Sweet Procrastination! How could I resist? So pour another glass of whine... it just gets older given time (Thinkin' maybe it's time to change that game) **Chorus* Wishing for ambition on a shooting star

En route to Philadelphia, the westerly end I got a pregame buzz and thirty dollars to spend And all ingredients to cook a perfect F.U.F. I'm a mess - and to think, there's a whole night left Dain: Let that beat ride a minute! We been grindin' all week and now we're geared to attack We gonna' kick back, pump that sweet chip soundtrack All up in the entrance, strut through the foyer The bass hit heavy, the rumble of the square waves Three wolves shirt guy stampin' them hands Hand the man a Hamilton - meetin' demands Cuz that's the guy that I am, I can follow the rules Proving anyone can party 'thout being a tool Feel the beat pump! Wall to wall, everybody get crunk On a can full of red junk Couple of players they rockin' tunes at the front Get the visuals flowin' they showin' how we know that This is not a party stereotypical nary any trope That you would find in any average video, no Though equivocal in dance energy spent Take your descent - we're rockin' hard in a basement Hands up! It's time to go I'm a-jumpin' til I sweat from head to toe Shotgun a couple lokos gonna' lose control Everybody get dirty at the basement show Get up! It's time to go Moving til I sweat from head to toe Yes one man's trash is another man's trove Get a little dirty at the basement show Ooh, hit me one more time Take my breath away Oh yeah yeah yeah Make calls, drunk dial, get a little rowdy Blow the speakers out - oh yes Address the funk flowin' through ya' veins Demonstrate your best approximation of a crazy dude flailin' Leave the haters wailing Heat escalatin' everybody get gross When you said let's grind, y'know I didn't suppose That you would get this close Cuz I thought somethin' else We can tumble if you want, but not by yourself Ooh girl, shake your pokewalker, shake that spoink On point with the rhythm straight rockin' the joint To the uhn tiss I'm remiss I got all this composed appearance And now I'm on clearance Saint here with a case of cheap beer Everything's in swing - and our goal isn't clear We're gonna' fade to black We gonna' rue the day We gonna' learn to regret without learnin' a thing Everybody lookin' fuzzy 'Cause I got a good buzz Gettin' lost in the music Static, noise-gen Rock like a monolith Basalt Colorless Strobe-lights Black and white Numb but I'm into it All I feel is the bassline Rumblin, stumblin' Slipstream Into the crowd Doesn't matter if you don't know how to move Pour a drink, throw your hands up, nothing to lose Hands up! It's time to go I'm a-jumpin' til I sweat from head to toe Shotgun a couple lokos gonna' lose control Everybody get dirty at the basement show Get up! It's time to go Moving til I sweat from head to toe Yes one man's trash is another man's trove Get a little dirty at the basement show Ayo Zilla! Whatcha got for me? I'mma go ahead and do MY thing. Bring it on. And it goes a little somethin' like this. STEP UP YOUR GAME, SON. Give it to me now. Give it to me now. Give it to me now. Now break it down! Oh yeah yeah yeah Take this rain of sin And wash it over me We got culture and systems We got knowledge in spades And we know how to party and live it up Lemme hear you say Hands up! It's time to go I'm a-jumpin' til I sweat from head to toe Shotgun a couple lokos gonna' lose control Everybody get dirty at the basement show Get up! It's time to go Moving til I sweat from head to toe Yes one man's trash is another man's trove Get a little dirty at the basement show Hands up! It's time to go I'm a-jumpin' til I sweat from head to toe Shotgun a couple lokos gonna' lose control Everybody get dirty at the basement show Get up! It's time to go Moving til I sweat from head to toe Yes one man's trash is another man's trove Get a little dirty at the basement show

Got no need for the fancy things The attention that it brings And I know, I said yes, I was chosen And I will be above the explosion Got no need for the fancy things The attention that it brings And I know, I said yes, I was chosen And I will be above the explosion Listen in, all the folks generatin' a buzz About the new kid - reveling in how he make a miracle Out of a mic and a beat And a hard determination not to accept defeat What a beast! That's me on the concrete Completely wrecking it without a regret and I bet I'm accumulatin' hell of resentment Bent kids utilizing mockery and puffin' the chest Like this could be equivocal to actual prowess And they spend half of the time wondering who would allow this Young up-and-comer with a flow so broke No tough demeanor, no mirror, no smoke No baggage I hold! I don't want another drama llama Makin' every little thing I do into another ordeal For real, only ethic that I comprehend: Let the other rappers fight while the Zilla ascends Present an air of confidence and zealous pageantry Just feel the rhythm and you notice all the eyes on me Cuz I am ready when Saint gonna' thump that track And when I hit the melody You won't be able to hold back Oh - got your silhouette dead in my sights and I swear that I'm So - revvin' up to ignite and I'm gonna' Explode - so enervate my body and my soul Come with me, you'll lose control Got no need for the fancy things The attention that it brings And I know, I said yes, I was chosen And I will be above the explosion Got no need for the fancy things The attention that it brings And I know, I said yes, I was chosen And I will be above the explosion Come on over here, give me a sign Let the beat and the words intertwine While the clock tick on When the chime hit zed rewind we can do it again Then trigger the player to play music Fluid like liquid sex Play on and on And you don't ever wanna' get gone Faded, spaded How to do it flawless? Zero faults: This verse is nothing more than just a rough approximation Of expression to another from an internet sensation In patient abbreviation (that's a shorter way of sayin') All my power is latent And I can do it everyday (uh huh) So let me show you how I sling it to the fray (uh huh) And let me switch it up in every way You keep on fannin' the flames While Zilla bringin' the blaze Now and again you gotta' shock and amaze Got no need for the fancy things The attention that it brings And I know, I said yes, I was chosen And I will be above the explosion Got no need for the fancy things The attention that it brings And I know, I said yes, I was chosen And I will be above the explosion

Got no need for the fancy things The attention that it brings And I know, I said yes, I was chosen And I will be above the explosion Got no need for the fancy things The attention that it brings And I know, I said yes, I was chosen And I will be above the explosion Listen in, all the folks generatin' a buzz About the new kid - reveling in how he make a miracle Out of a mic and a beat And a hard determination not to accept defeat What a beast! That's me on the concrete Completely wrecking it without a regret and I bet I'm accumulatin' hell of resentment Bent kids utilizing mockery and puffin' the chest Like this could be equivocal to actual prowess And they spend half of the time wondering who would allow this Young up-and-comer with a flow so broke No tough demeanor, no mirror, no smoke No baggage I hold! I don't want another drama llama Makin' every little thing I do into another ordeal For real, only ethic that I comprehend: Let the other rappers fight while the Zilla ascends Present an air of confidence and zealous pageantry Just feel the rhythm and you notice all the eyes on me Cuz I am ready when Saint gonna' thump that track And when I hit the melody You won't be able to hold back Oh - got your silhouette dead in my sights and I swear that I'm So - revvin' up to ignite and I'm gonna' Explode - so enervate my body and my soul Come with me, you'll lose control Got no need for the fancy things The attention that it brings And I know, I said yes, I was chosen And I will be above the explosion Got no need for the fancy things The attention that it brings And I know, I said yes, I was chosen And I will be above the explosion Come on over here, give me a sign Let the beat and the words intertwine While the clock tick on When the chime hit zed rewind we can do it again Then trigger the player to play music Fluid like liquid sex Play on and on And you don't ever wanna' get gone Faded, spaded How to do it flawless? Zero faults: This verse is nothing more than just a rough approximation Of expression to another from an internet sensation In patient abbreviation (that's a shorter way of sayin') All my power is latent And I can do it everyday (uh huh) So let me show you how I sling it to the fray (uh huh) And let me switch it up in every way You keep on fannin' the flames While Zilla bringin' the blaze Now and again you gotta' shock and amaze Got no need for the fancy things The attention that it brings And I know, I said yes, I was chosen And I will be above the explosion Got no need for the fancy things The attention that it brings And I know, I said yes, I was chosen And I will be above the explosion It's pure emotion that your loving keeps you coming to me It's some condition where your motion pulls you closer to me And I can tell you There's no one who loves you more than me It's some addiction but I know you're coming back to me Cuz it was meant to be Oh It's pure emotion that your loving keeps you coming to me It's some condition where your motion pulls you closer to me I know you. I know you. I know. I know. I know. I know. I know you think about it.