Eyezic:

Through the syntax I break
Time to bring back my faith
I made contact through dreams-cast
No dreamcast, no games

In the new world maintain
We know their agenda insane
We need all that cheddar to reign
Or we cheesed, dead in the brain

I'm trying to find my Louis Lane
Been off the lowest plane
You could call it lame
But I like peace over pain

I let it seep thru the cracks
Blood n sweat I'm not ashamed
I shed tears over cracks
Made a lil killing in the game

Wake up feeling like I'm dame
Dash to the paper route
Remember I had a paper route
I never had to go make it out
We'll make the neighbours get moving out
Giving back my people and culture
Their knowledge fuck a vulture
I used to bow at the altar

Look how my life altered
They taught us to say Dawg but we Gawds
Without armour

Damn this world so backwards
Words-back to hitting harder
I'm the target not of archers
But the Trudeaus and the Harvards
Team on my back like Darren Scharper

Daylyt:

What do I live for?
What do I pray for?
I am ungrateful
For the life I live
Is altered by the grey folks
50 shades
This is crazy
Ghost
This is Swayze
It don't work earth
This is lazy
But this who pay me
I don't miss the 80s
Had the world cracking
All the girls slacking
Acting crazy they get attacked from the mental
Mentally blind
Spend all they money on curtains
How she gonna window? they got her in limbo
(Low-bar)
She get mad scratch
Her N***a whole card
She be going so far
She don't know she so lost
It come wit a cost
Broken home, we can't focus the family
End up separated both parents driving in focus
But we never moving forward, I know it....