I’m on some welcome back/But its like I never left The same breaths I’m breathing is deep up in my chest Proud as ever/Some things never sever/Just sector like septum To keep ‘em checked ‘cause/My heart is always in this God is my witness/If not through my eyes Then through my offspring reciting my lyrics On some mini-me, mini-tree/Branching out Maybe that’s what the album was all about Not ranting raving/More like zoning for my clone To Symone Raven/ Her preparation like Olivia living her full manifestation Into that mogul major/ I hope and pray her dreams always bring her back to save her If ever off track like that of Badu/Stating realignment/ Re-defining self/Who you? That star always shining/Even if sitting behind a cloud or two Home is always you/Genetics prophetic/ External world is simply cosmetic In comparison to the cosmos of Jah’s mold, plan Already planned Your prize gold/Home is where the heart is/Your genesis/ Gem a gift/A goddess like your mom is/ Never neglect this, nor forget this If so reflect on this like prospectus/To keep perspective Guide you back to yellow brick road sectors Oz, despite odds, seek mind, heart, courage Homecoming is never farther than your love is

Return of the G Suffocating her, duck-taking her up Fading her to what, black? Like West, whatever’s left flashing lights Is getting thrashed, trashed tonight Trunk throwing her to the back burner Sad flowers in the attic tragic murderer Sadistic, artistic so gifted the Miss is Bliss be emitting when spitting them verses Hurting her, hearse-ing her, shelving her Buzz Lightyear Mic fear of success Might yeah be the story Toying with her glory, shine, dime Dorothy Dandridge kind Fine, Confined, mind-mixing Slipping, she drifting away We killing this video vixen today Maimed, no name, what a shame, it’s all the same Aiming at the games element Could have you hell-a-bent So taming the brain is definitely evident Return of the G Return of the Me Gorgeous Flaunting G-O-D-D-E-S-S Oh yes, yes Let me set myself free The B-E-A-S-T Your Mojo, your soul glow You ever get so close to the host? That you could taste the meal Feel the real, but instead of breaking the bread You start to question it in your head The voice of truth is proof, not a noose So no use in killing yourself by not being you Inside, build pride Core if explored is probably red so passionate If it had a color Dare to discover the inner self Inner wealth, ready to stealth bomb Explode all the wonderful on masses of folks That’s big like Black Expos Exposed, let go, get go Get green like gecko Showing growth, so engrossed That you can’t let go, set goals Set those targets for conquest, like who’s next? Return of the G Return of the Me Gorgeous Flaunting G-O-D-D-E-S-S Oh yes, yes Let me set myself free The B-E-A-S-T And then you got them outsiders Could be right by ya, like vampire Hating can’t wait for you to make a mistake And expire, retire, trying to rewire your system Don’t be a victim to circuit breaking Pushing buttons Making you P-noid Cause everyone can’t be B-boys or B-girls Even if they wishing Thinking they could exist up in your world That’s so dead But me I’m so embedded in this Dissect a thigh and find down feathers Or springs popping out So in this that my offspring be bopping out So in this, I could reminisce hearing KRS and Whopping out So in this, I’m shedding any trace of doubt On any level, external or innate, I breathe this Be this gift so great, I need this, breathing this This is my fate, with no debates Return of the G Return of the Me Gorgeous Flaunting G-O-D-D-E-S-S Oh yes, yes Let me set myself free The B-E-A-S-T

So Superb I’m so superb So you heard You ready for it Can’t ignore it What’s the word? I got it for you That something royal Queen Herawin Getting it in just for you I’m so super So you heard You ready for it Can’t ignore it What’s the word I got it for you That something royal Queen Herawin Getting it in just for you Recognize like Nas Your eyes surprised Cause Disguised behind this dime, muy bonita Some ether for your speaker Eager to bust With mad personality like people born on a cusp So bring it then Ink from the pen pump through my capillary Like my residency is a den Some dragon-type, Adam hype, So Eve, apple from the tree Starting trouble Can you conceive something so deep? If not, I’ll dumb it down I’m so hot like underground Pipes busting Hummer trucks and bling-bling Or your Papi Chulo’s thing, thing Watch me rebirth this hip hop culture like Easter So play boy bunny in Spring, Spring Fling you bring I’m loyal, monogamous rocking this Committed, locked in this like Sing Sing So you think you ready then bring, bring I’m lethal, breaking egos like rough sex to G-strings I’m so superb So you heard You ready for it Can’t ignore it What’s the word? I got it for you That something royal Queen Herawin Getting it in just for you I’m so super So you heard You ready for it Can’t ignore it What’s the word I got it for you That something royal Queen Herawin Getting it in just for you The sweetest taboo My flow will have u Voodoo Child Hendrix style-waring Needing gauze to pause my spraying Preying on victims whose waiting to get gnawed Carnivorous simpletons is looking more like licorice So trick or treat No hit or miss defeat Not even in the speech, vocabulary That would be backwards for me like delivering breech So C my sections manifesting a blessing conception immaculate Watch me peek passionate like voyeur is Or women transgressing to fourty-ish Making crowds go wild group orgy bliss When performing, open like entrance from doorman’s quick Or Senorita’s femurs when meeting baller-men So forfeit before it get extra warm Like August is Or menopause when causing fits Sweating me galore-ish Like pores fresh outta of a sauna is I’m so superb So you heard You ready for it Can’t ignore it What’s the word? I got it for you That something royal Queen Herawin Getting it in just for you I’m so super So you heard You ready for it Can’t ignore it What’s the word I got it for you That something royal Queen Herawin Getting it in just for you

Committed (Featuring Rachel Walker) The love smothering Like fudge and caramel chocolate Concoctions hitting octaves when rocking the bells 'Til the cops come knocking Some Maxwell urban hangout suite 'Til cavity induced Gin and juice Sin and truth Getting loose spilling you the Passion is thrashing, killing dudes Like side hustles if winning the Power Ball I’m all in Betting to win Deadin’ them men Putting ‘em in the coffin Metaphoric of course, obituaries Your bitches buried like brew, Miles Davis Screw haters Bout to make it happen, official Original “G” my main squeeze The game please With ease I let it go No competition Situation you be wishing for Some 'mi amor' I adore Prince type, The Artist So we on this Painting pretty pictures of God and Goddess Why Can’t we try To make it To take it high In it deep, but in our sleep the phones ringing All women calling on some, and so we creep T-L-C driven, indeed it wasn’t hidden in the beginning Supposed friends and ex-es checking up But what the... (@#$%) 1 AM Rude and eluding to... (ahh....hemmm) Excuse me Some movie-ish, true mayhem Vexed and cutting my left eye into sections Red Hot Chilli Pepper injections, testing Ready to give it away All invested Stressed and feeling less than Like the Pac Man sign language Put in rewind since damaged Start again This time focusing on being friends first Before the flirt Before the dirt surface with serpents emerging Words cursing Love purging Hurt nervous A mess we cant clean Only God above know what is means Why Can’t we try To make it To take it high And so its Everclear like Belvedere I’m not wanted there Over like Hova spitting a verse sincere And so I bail Friendship ending before it ever began Remember him telling me 'go find a man to get him off my mind' ...Oh that’s fine, 'will do' Real soon my reply I’ll satisfy as usual So "Do I Do" Like Stevie No need B for the Wondering Watch Spring fling turn into Summering madness Now he wondering Why I’m acting so relaxed and Kool and the Gang Is it a man? Couldn’t be He on some vanity 6 'Til he sick Seeing the whip parked in front of the crib Don’t want to commit But don’t want me to live, properly Probably just the ego, psyche On some alpha male Stale, cause someone pissing on his property Why Can’t we try To make it To take it high

Push Tell me do you want me bad Something that you never had Always seem to dream about Day and night, I turn you out In your mind, in your ear Wonder if you even care Pick me up, play with me Talk to me so you believe You and me, we us one Out there really having fun Destiny, meant to be Begging you invest in me "F" the shoes, "F" the dudes Only serve as interludes To the truth, to the you Doing what you need to do, so… Push, Don’t stop just Push Don’t’ stop just Push Don’t stop just Push, Push, Push A real star, heavenly All that you were meant to be Why u here, why you care Why you can’t just disappear Stop your shining, let your light in The big picture, atmosphere Constellation, contemplation Make these other stars adjacent See their purpose, graduation Can’t just keep them hibernating, Cyber-chasing devastating Could be astronauts, not spacing Busy spacing out so latent Sitting round the house just pacing, On some maze, should be amazing Waiting for their break to break and… Push, Don’t stop just Push Don’t’ stop just Push Don’t stop just Push, Push, Push Hoping what? Open up Fill up your entire cup With your gold, with your soul No holding back, just let it go Far, so far, past the trees Past what you or me can see With our eyes, no surprise If it lands somewhere inside Someone’s heart, someone’s mind Someone ready to define Who they are, work real hard Hear this song and get real charged Motivated with their dreams Steady pushing past the seams Til’ it bust, open up Fill up their entire cup and… Push, Don’t stop just Push Don’t’ stop just Push Don’t stop just Push, Push, Push

Up&Down The up and down and up and down and up and down and up we go The down and up and down and up and down and up and down we go Let me tell you something, you might not want to hear But this here thing we got going It seems so unclear Every time I’m thinking one thing, that we almost there Where we making progress, it ends up in the air Over saying some dumb -ish Always taking it there All this hurt and pain, I can’t stand to bear And then you make a promise, but it just disappears I swear I’m being honest I can’t take this here The up and down and up and down and up and down and up we go The down and up and down and up and down and up and down we go Remember those pretty days When things were sweet like honey glaze You would go all out your way Just to make my little day And how we would pray Hoping things would stay the same And how I loved to say your name When we played, games In and out through the day Taking flicks people would pay Just to see me on Ebay I’d never stray But that was me, not your way At least not then I would pray That one day it all would change But it stayed the same The up and down and up and down and up and down and up we go The down and up and down and up and down and up and down we go I keep telling myself Forget about him you gonna be alright But then I’m tossing in bed Visions in my head, can’t sleep at night Remembering when, those thoughts of then I get misty eyed With a pillow to my left and a pillow to my right Wish you was holding me tight But it’s crazy trying to be your lady Especially with this baby So take me baby, let’s start over And maybe then we’ll both grow To love each other much more If not for us, for her, I don’t know… The up and down and up and down and up and down and up we go The down and up and down and up and down and up and down we go

Getaway Too much on the mind Too much on the grind Or not enough’s enough to make the brain bust Thoughts moving so fast It could have the body stuck Like amusement park rides No where to hide, but inside Steady thinking, could lead to steady drinking Do I need AA? Or just a getaway Be going in Zoning with the pen and pad Getting mad frustrated Stay sane, stay plain? Here we go again Do it end? Or do it again? The pain of repetition Bitching only serves as tool to fuel like piston The rude attitude Latitude slipping, like hands losing their grip when Trying to hang on, stay strong It’s like moving mountains Be feeling like bouncing, but got obligations Big like African, Asian continents Adding extra weight to the plate like condiments But that’s what keeps the common sense Sometimes you want to just, Getaway From the everyday grind, the things on your mind Sometimes you need to just, Getaway From the everyday hustle, the everyday struggle You ever find you dying to, Getaway To give your mind a rest from all the stress You get a sign it’s time to, Getaway Before your soul breaks from all this heartache Without the compliments Confidence shifts I done over-eaten Literal and metaphorically speaking Avoiding the vegan diet Holding things in Seeking riot, iron deficient, tired, indifferent Ready to lose it, move it Before dudes is getting slapped up But act up and you seeing handcuffs Too rough, too much for little one’s eyes Cries, crisis, families broken So disguised this Tone Loc and getting yolked Folks be tokin’ on that hydro That growing in yard, but grow it in your yard And watch you catch a charge bro Real steep, why, just to squash beef? Throwing back O.E. or Hennessy To create peace mentally Good grief Leads to good piece Plenty of time But still losing, without a resolution Steady confusion Even after ya’ll both grind out, until you bruising Sometimes you want to just, Getaway From the everyday grind, the things on your mind Sometimes you need to just, Getaway From the everyday hustle, the everyday struggle You ever find you dying to, Getaway To give your mind a rest from all the stress You get a sign it’s time to, Getaway Before your soul breaks from all this heartache Get away in mind, get away in time Real soon, til’ then Consume with tunes Vent through verses, birthing new joints Move on, shift the pain, shift the brain Meditate, claim your place Save face, hold faith Lift the aim higher Ignite the flame fire, inspire Hot-wire to spark thoughts Fight through the nights dark Filled with fright, start Bench-press the stress out Squat your rear Get out, get clout Rid doubt, work out, curse shout Paint new pictures Maintain scripture sister Til things pop like blister Don’t stop for Mr.’s Miss-demeaning Or Mr. Mean and showing no love Trust above Trust your gut feeling Healing self Find your wealth within While your stationed Still vacationing

Manifest Don’t stop Get it, get it Write Rhymes, edit, edit Work Grind, credit, credit Take mines, better get it Before opportunity finds another tenant Willing to push parameters To the tenth power, diameters Like surrogate mother’s having your seed See I’mma bleed, sweat and tear Past the fears Till none of them is there Then reap the fruit of the loom From tunes that I bloom like underwear So wait a cotton picking minute If you think I’m finished Gonna lose I’m all in it Like rude people up in ya business Handling business For an instance Did you take me for an amateur in this Rather infantile Don’t let the smile fool ya A lotta tools get used within the cranium Snooze and I’m aiming ‘em at you Tactful Leaving your crew baffled This success is like old bills A yo it’s passed due Get that money Make it happen Push for paper Keep it stacking Stay on point So there’s no slacking Manifest your dreams through actions... Get em girl It's your World

Metamorphosis Eyes opening Feels like the walls is closing in Frozen and can’t move Can’t soothe these moods confused From black view fusing with feeling blue Like patios the surroundings feeling like backyard Soil, turmoil tossing like groundhog Vision skewed like after glaucoma tests Is this a nest? A burial ground? A purgatory for the storyboard until I’m found? Old me shedding like tears for dead Hommies In here it’s lonely Isolated, dark and moldy Can’t flee, frustrated and fading slowly Like bright lights that’s just battery charged Stark naked feeling changes feeling faintish Positively parched baking Twisted up in this rut semi-squashed Like wrapped Danish forgotten In the pocket of your favorite jeans Make no mistaking Ain’t nothing sweet With the heat blaring I’m tearing to the point I’m not seeing clear and... I’m feeling kinda’ strange, I feel this inner change moving me, Am I soon to be in a different place? A different phase Am I losing me? Or just becoming great It’s shifting me It’s bliss to be in this cocoon state Sometimes it gets so quiet I can hear the crickets jumping People humming Voices distorted muffled saying something Can’t make it out clear, can’t make it out here The sides suffocating me like false pride Force, pry this open I’m hoping but no luck Feeling stuck in this muck, thick like Irish Moss or sea weed The more I fight to get this thing opened The more my fingers bleed Scraping the rim escaping is thin Like anorexics unless its breaking the lid Busting like appendix or implants gone bad But what’s the chance, odds? So change the stance, charge Meditate, get it straight, keep God in foresight Garden the harvest despite circumstance Disturbing like ants insects rodents No holding me back, no showing your lack Relax, Focus Know where you at Even in your transition Till transmission of lotus Shifting into 5th gear Ready to blow this I’m feeling kinda’ strange, I feel this inner change moving me, Am I soon to be in a different place? A different phase Am I losing me? Or just becoming great It’s shifting me It’s bliss to be in this cocoon state I feel the pressure building A serum spilling Am I filling out like pregnancy? I Better be a better me Taking form Challenges able to take on destiny Getting stronger, wider Morphing Fibers growing Showing higher self Mother and emcee, sister to brothers plenty Ready for that new phase Taking new shape Like hydrogen two oxygen make, emulate The chemistry’s great At the end of the day The pain from nerves exposed was worth the ache Cause watch my pull, wisdom With Full vision Prison popping Prism shocking Diamond in the rough Blood rushing in Colors coming in like lavender to wings fluttering I’m feeling kinda’ strange, I feel this inner change moving me, Am I soon to be in a different place? A different phase Am I losing me? Or just becoming great It’s shifting me It’s bliss to be in this cocoon state

If The sound of the crash, the ambulance Her seeing it, me believing it My gut feeling to be true It was you the nights of ICU The operations made so rods could replace the vertebrae shattered The glass scattered The chit-chatter of neighbors looking on Me yelling at my nephew telling him to get the baby gone The X-rays, different expressions of upon your face You saying I’m a walk again Me believing it Dismissing all the information MD’s would give My cousins coming in, the tears running and The drugs dripping, the IV Times I purposely left the room so you couldn’t see me crying Knew how not dying wasn’t exactly the kind of consolation You wanted to hear Needed to hear, trying every night to be there But someone had to care for our little one Her drawing pictures, missing you, waiting for that day to come If we could turn back the hands of time Rewind the past Would it change the path, our destiny? Or were certain things just meant to be the way they are Written within the stars Even if they leave scars The therapy, the physical therapy The you and me The wondering if I’d I even be here in your arms In your thoughts if at all if the fall didn’t happen The accident reenacting in my mind were we just an accident Our happening our meeting, dating, conversation, love-making Conceiving our seedling But how could that be when she’s so amazing And changing situation would be like erasing her from existence Been a gift since her born day Feeling torn like your ACL When will you fully heal? We all dwell on the thought Wishing u well See you go through hell personified Still see your pride, still on your side Even though I’m unaware of where I lie, stand People asking me how is your man? I hold your hand, rub your back plus your legs Extra gentle on your thighs knowing how they’re sensitive If we could turn back the hands of time Rewind the past Would it change the path, our destiny? Or were certain things just meant to be the way they are Written within the stars Even if they leave scars What if you never called? If we never saw each other on the job? Do you feel robbed? Or feel GOD is speaking to you? Through you, possibly even making a new you Stronger, wiser, taller Higher than your original self Still revealing cards being dealt A new hand, a new man A new chance to advance evolve Resolve some issues along with the torn tissues Making things official after all who’s the highest branch judicial Surely no individual We minimal in the scheme of things Sometimes he brings us though a storm To appreciate the spring Birds chirping, her learning, playing on the swings Us hugging, loving, laughing Hearing her sing, Starting over like a baby taking they first steps Cause sometimes you have to fall before walking perfect If we could turn back the hands of time Rewind the past Would it change the path, our destiny? Or were certain things just meant to be the way they are Written within the stars Even if they leave scars

Addicted Try to do it do it but I can’t lose it lose it like keys ID or fluid, fluid H2O Sacred flow tools producing paper doe Me losing N-O you know my M-O Female version of H-E-R-O Addictive too sicker than who? True Keep going back to soothe Like epidurals do spawning Verses like kids I’m nursing, birthing in slews Hot like thermals making disco infernos infernal Popping like kernels ‘Til you bopping like Urkle Bringing the pain/bringing the rain storm Monsoon types like purple, hazing cats like frats Leaving black and blue circles on egos You know my steelo Style wild the opposite of feeble, regal My strength stem in every cell I breathe through Who want pause, pause? I’ll take it all, all The raw applause Cause in awe, awe Don’t want stop, stop Just want rock, rock Until the floor, floor Is bout drop, drop Who want pause, pause? I’ll take it all, all The raw applause Cause in awe, awe Don’t want stop, stop Just want rock, rock Until the floor, floor Is bout drop, drop

Trouble (Featuring Breeze Brewin) You want to pop it stop it, do the obvious Use your opulence it’s commonsense Sitting on a winning ticket not cashing in now that’s insane Ultra violent ultra violet see the rays through the purple haze Maintain, Take Aim Fight Demon’s rustling in the brain Cause ain’t nothing to debate figure, figure Other than how many figures you figure You want to accumulate So get your weight up not your hate up Calisthenics and Calibers to go far Get bigger, bigger Thoughts to form as trigger Trigger gambler to handle your broken English Dismissing inklings of sinking the ship Cause who’s a better navigator For your paper accomplishments Entrepreneur put in your all No need to ball, ball out Before you really balling, shouting, pouting in retro Looking back on all you just let go Could have acquired Could have inspired including your seed breed pedigree So you better be willing to weather the storm In order to transform Take that trouble by the horn, horn, get it yeah Don’t let that trouble spawn kick you in your derrière There’s a method to this madness, bad chick, ill dude Trouble in twos when we come through (Breeze Brewin) It be the word before the T-Roy/World before the B-boys It’s suckers that feel joy when others get destroyed That trouble’s a bad bitch Subtle and savage See the waitress with a heaping plate A brothers fucking ravaged The holler from bloody pissing Your wallet with money missing Youtube with your boos boob and your buddy kissing Shit is wild getting vile pushing you to spit and bile Pedophile with a smile Looking crooked at your child Early it’s a call from school Surely cause ya’ll was fools earlier when hearing ooooh! Word putting fear in you Image of the dark clouds Lit up with sparks loud crack And then the rumbling attack it’s pretty humbling Later maybe lady say we gotta talk Tomahawk Such stress Failure with any sort of blood test Wheezing getting paler As you squeezing that inhaler But it’s seeming like there’s nothing left Fiendin’ for a fucking breath, choking Like if you learning you dead broke When the fella doing the ponzi Was hella cooler then Fonzi Thinking that I’m the master of all, nothings beyond me Thinking that the Rapture is only a song from Blondie, nah B Take that trouble by the horn, horn, get it yeah Don’t let that trouble spawn kick you in your derrière There’s a method to this madness, bad chick, ill dude Trouble in twos when we come through

Roach Killa Another day I’m feeling tired but I gotta go Get it together Get my gear Turn on the radio Ain’t nothing on So turn it off I’m singing in my head Turn on the pod I’m playing Bob So now I’m moving I’m running late I gotta get my daughter to the bus But then again I’ll just taker her cause we in a rush It’s breakfast, lunch, the backpack, homework Before I head out the house put on my boots first Roach Killers, I’ve got my Roach Killers Roach Killers, I’ve got my Roach Killers Roach Killers, I’ve got my Roach Killers Roach Killers, I’ve got my Roach Killers Back to the crib I gotta stop and pick up some gas I’m running low I make a left Some fool is driving fast I nearly crash But see him coming so I let him pass Look for my purse Find my credit card Take it out Type the zip What type is this? 89 and now I push for debit then the code and start to pump but how? The same dude who cut me off is trying to check me out I kiss my teeth Hop in my jeep But first I cuss him out Roach Killers, I’ve got my Roach Killers Roach Killers, I’ve got my Roach Killers Roach Killers, I’ve got my Roach Killers Roach Killers, I’ve got my Roach Killers Back on the road again I’m opening my bag to check Phone is vibrating I’m wondering who the heck? Is calling at this type of morning It’s 8am Rachel sending me a text about this evening That little after work spot I’m still debating I may go Lord knows I need a break and I text her back, yes But ask her what’s the dress code? Some skinny jeans A cute top Plus your peep toes Roach Killers, I’ve got my Roach Killers Roach Killers, I’ve got my Roach Killers Roach Killers, I’ve got my Roach Killers Roach Killers, I’ve got my Roach Killers