(Conway The Machine)
Shoot first that’s the motto
So I hit one of you n****s with a hollow
Ridin’ through OC smokin’ Gelato
PJ out of the bottle, got a hundred bags from Pablo
And they came with the shipment
Move the la but my dog had the cane in the kitchen
Think it’s a game n***a listen
Sticks on the back seat and they came with extensions
We used to slang loose cracks shoot at us n***a we shoot back
Get your wig blew back for 22 stacks
It ain’t shit to get one of my young n****s to do that
Your baby mama house sprayed up with the new Mac
Move back, you don’t want an issue
You don’t want them n****s to come and get you, and they’ll 100 clip you
Send a savage that’s 21 to get you
Wavin’ the stick everything in the drum will hit you

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(Remo Conscious)
Each spin around the sun
We pen another planet, pages weigh a ton
We keep ‘em on the run
Words like bullets, spinnin’ from a gun
Each spin around the sun
We pen another planet, the universe drums
Galaxies on our tongues
Souls in a cipher, spinnin’ round the sun
(Remo Conscious)
The dope is potent, the dopest poet page soaked in
Blood, breath, and poem I’m the spoken word Volcan
Not boastin' just honest, my sonnets raise the dead ones
Sonics from the speakers right and left ones, live from Oakland
No sun, just shadow, the black lung Shogun
Sword showman stacking heads on my blade like a totem
Bionic with phonics Steve Austin flow Golden-
Era of the real back mumble cats get broken
I spit oceans, these others swallow, hear them chokin'
On my words, while at the same time quotin’
Bravado of these youngsters got me laughing, no jokin'
Not knowing I will throw them out the booth, Hulk Holgan
No holding, these bars, molten-
Lava, melting steel like 9-11-01
Floating on these waves showboatin' while gloatin'
At these rappers who ain’t living, they just IG postin'

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(Planet Asia)
Runnin’ shoe rebel, Ruger in the Chevy heavy metal
Was soon to be a legend in the ghetto
Fun crushing the untouchable Mafia raised
Rachet, rockiest chain ask about me comin’ through to cop them thangs
B*****s never curve us, real n***a mighty for sure
I’m highly secure cause snitches make me nervous
It’s a good time to be with the shit, watch a crook shine
I book time to knock your favorite rapper from the top of the list
So when you mention me, just make sure
You mention that my bag is the most fiery in the dispensary
Diadora jumpsuit giant
Mix the burr with the flower and fry it and roll the stew into the science
Marble floor mansions, heaven on earth expansion
Eye of the third splashin’ every herb in an orderly fashion
My infinite thought pattern is limitless
Y’all 85 dumb def and blinded by the primitive, it’s the God