SOS’ (hook x 2)
Sell yo soul to the streets,
Proclaim it all in the booth.
Only ride for them niggas,
If they realer than you.
And if they not then ride out.
Gon have to switch up ya moves.
Heads never was ready.
If you aint know now you do.

SOS
My brother they sold you the truth.
Same thing they told to the youth
You gon make it out all due to the hoop.
Or because you can rap,
Homie put on that mask and do what you gotta do.
The system never failed us,
You just opened the book and followed the rules.
The path less followed,
The pill not often swallowed.
Understand if I shoot for you you getting hit with them hollows.
Mama wearing a shirt wit his picture on it in sorrow.
Man down,
He closed out with hands down.
I can't help it I'm hot,
Yo you know what they saying now?
"Okay you put out an EP,
You still ain't gon never be on tv.
You still the same nigga from like grade 6.
You ain't got what it takes,
You gotta be greedy.
Plus yo flow sound like so and so's.
Get yo own sound,
Or follow yo pops round,
Ain't he filled with the Holy Ghost?"
I know I know.
That's why I gotta kill rappers like they owe me souls.
HANROW till everything you know implodes.

SOS’ (hook x 2)
Sell yo soul to the streets,
Proclaim it all in the booth.
Only ride for them niggas,
If they realer than you.
And if they not then ride out.
Gon have to switch up ya moves.
Heads never was ready.
If you aint know now you do.

HEADCASE
Go and get your mind right and listen to this vision
delivered tight attitude brain bright battle anyone
take this as an invite until the exit of the last breath
I'm here to put up a fight Imma kill it
kid with the prize insight rising star with height like a gastric bomb
ready to ignite fine-tuned and pouring it on like a monsoon
the ape shit wrapping sick lyrical bar baboon
making u change your tune
bursting ones ego driven balloon all in one afternoon
leaving them criticized as a fucking inoperable buffoon
I'm half man eat with a fork and a spoon
half-alien nutty and out there live in a cocoon
Rolling with the army from the HANROW platoon
nighttime werewolf howling at the moon
Don't stop it hit it hit it simply just can't get enough of this shit
with no intention to quit dominantly skilled with with wit
and a astounding sounding format expression of spit
proving the Nostradamus trademark quotable hit
it was written and to never be bit
making this real as it will ever mothafuckin get
locking in making the puzzle pieces fit
unique and dominantly infinite
you wanted it well this is it
if don't start nothing then they'll be no shit
Listen as we spit.

SOS’
Sell yo soul to the streets,
Proclaim it all in the booth.
Only ride for them niggas,
If they realer than you.
And if they not then ride out.
Gon have to switch up ya moves.
Heads never was ready.
If you aint know now you do.
If you aint know now you do.

JAE FINESSE
I'm in love with the vision of excellence
I gotta grind to get the best of it
effortless with the eloquence,
The symphony's unstoppable,
Success is evidentially probable,
So you cannot stop the dude from evolving
and evolution is critical-
So is keeping it spiritual lyrics rippin and searin fools,
I'm always swifter with my back pack raps,
Maintain the tame I've earned on the beat,
Take em to the kitchen then I turn on the heat,
Watch em melt in the sauna
suffice to how I'm precise on the mic,
So why they hatin I can't understand it,
So many hands out but never was I assisted
when I was open handed,
So that ain't gettin granted,
Open your minds to the cyber rebellion were inflicting,
No mainframe safe no head ready for the data sifting,
Gripping the opposition by the collar
It's a shake down for every single dollar