"You develop too much of a relationship with something and then... especially if you don’t suck at it, it becomes impossible to pull away.” –Ben Lockhart in ’The Surrounding Game' This ain’t the plime or the place to be One of a Kind You've got to conform To every norm and social order You have to: Blend in with the crowd No, no don’t do that it’s not allowed You follow each and every rule That’s totalitarian at it’s core You cannot ignore: You’ve sacrificed liberty Now you have no liberties This isn’t a game of political rights You think you’re an activist... You should start having your own Right To be alive Ain’t nobody have a second chance no It’s all about survival I’m not a rival I’m at the Eiffel Tower Peering out down on ya’ll Like I can see it all from the top of the worle You don’t know where I been lately I’m Psychic B*tch [x2] Knew you was gone come around here Back again with the same nonsense I don’t know who I’m referring to in this sentence I represent the 414 the 262 That’s my neighborhood's the zoo That’s a couple places in-between That you could be if you not me I can’t go anywhere I’m stuck in the house; for free I don’t get paid for doin' rhymes I rap ‘em in my bedroom That’s what I said to ‘em You cannot say that to them No no no no no no no no Ho no no noo Ho no no noo Ho oh oh oh

*Penobscot everlasting: thicc notice of wakefulness* [s.al] It’s from the jump, from the jump, from the jump Aye, it’s from the jump… From the head From the top –Cheay –Scot! [together] “This for scot great scot, WE THE KIDS” X∞ [Dunzo Donalds] I’m a kitty cat I spit kid– (I f*cked up) [continued together] “This for scot great scot, WE THE KIDS” X∞ [s.al Verse] Woo! I don’t wanna have ta go outside I just wanna be safe be safe –I Spend a lotta time alone To create: s p a c e (–Cheay) If they’re not a nematode It’s hard to relate late –I’m Painting on my walls in even tones To erase tastes When it’s happening it’s hardly showing It’s nuanced and you haven’t grown and I’m growing in my own garden: A farm of ardent marching minstrels Largely armed with banisters Garol get the cash and stole a whole Bunch from the Lannisters: Armaments and boots, sticks, Candlesticks and can-openers! Our clan ain’t hopeless You just had some oppers You should prolly hit this Try stay focused Ground out like Opus after opus mmm Map out like the Fastest path to broke-ness If you want master potions, Read Snape! If you ain’t wanna be demoted, You should prolly BEHAVE! (–Cheay) [continued together] “This for scot great scot, WE THE KIDS” X∞ [Dunzo Donalds Verse] Can you believe that? I’m a kitty cat I spit kiddy raps For the fifty in the back For the sense of doing something Even if it’s dumb things Might be eating dumplings Coming up with nothing I’m in the Occulus Rhymes so obvious You prolly got Copious amounts of copied shit Hard-wired for the large fire Surrounded by all sides– walls higher Stay with a convoy Stay with a free mind Rest when it’s peace time I speak self-help Up by your bootstraps No more dub-step Off with his hub caps Off with his head One day I’ll be dead For now I’m doing rap stuff With my homies– Ned –Huh! All my homies on this song –Agh! We can never do no wrong –Agh! I’d rather be Kenny Chesney In the Bentley Hitting empty [continued together] "This for scot great scot, we the _” "This for scot great scot” X∞

(Yeah! Yeah!) Welcome to the top kid Rhymin’ from the cock pit Ya’ll ain’t never seen another Brother high as I get I ain’t talkin’ drugs now I don’t like the come-down This is open gym shit We coul' get dumb now Yeah We coul' get dumb now Yeah And that’s all I really wanted Ah hah And that’s all I really wanted Ah hah Welcome to the top, kid Rhymin’ from the cock pit Ya’ll ain’t never seen another Brother high as I get I ain’t talkin’ drugs now I don’t like the come-down This is open gym shit We could' get dumb now We could play dodgeball I could smash all ya’ll I’m just talkin’ mad game Hope ya not mad mayne This is grand canyon Abandon the fam If they hate on you Now’s the time to eat son! Get ya’self a plate or two New home– Sleepin’ on the floor a lot Four o’clock to four o’clock I always keep my doors locked Suppose it’s metaphorical I never met the Oracle I’ve never really needed it Just go outside and breathe a bit I guess it’s in the genes Maybe in the nurture Always in the right now Fuck about the furture ‘This Ain’t Who I Am’ now #1 fan now And I ain’t got a syllabus But you coul’ put ya hand out [Chorus] Welcome to the top kid Rhymin’ from the cock pit Ya’ll ain’t never seen another Brother high as I get I ain’t talkin’ drugs now I don’t like the come-down This is open gym shit We coul' get dumb now Yeah We coul' get dumb now Yeah And that’s all I really wanted Ah hah And that’s all I really wanted Ah hah X2 (Yeah! Yeah!)

I’m a Monster Drinkin’ all this Energy Givin’ ya’ll plenty reasons To remember me With the creamiest production Like a heifer’s cheese No enemies Clever steez Rolling better tree Effortlessly: We known for tokin’ potent Calculatin’ quotients Floatin’ like the ocean when I Sip the potion Thinkin’ he the newest spokesman "What the hell I just got roped in" That don’t make no sense Like a folk band out there out in Oakland I told it So they already know I’m coldest So crisp– What’s the point of living if it’s no risk Play my old shit And you ca’ hear the artist evolution Fell in love– no tellin’ Cupid Nicky rhymin’ hella stupid Should wear a Dunz cap For spittin’ a dumb rap I come in where The drums at Bum bap; cuz some slap I dun– X∞ I dun that But never have I ever broke a bone You know it’s on Like yellow walls in a smoker’s home Joker’s poem Wheres Christian Bale with the Bat-mobile? We writin’ movies where the action’s real We just sat and chilled Wrap the reel There ain’t no hidden footage After that we likely might be ‘Eatin’ good-ish in the neighborhood’ shit Sparkin’ competition Like a Chili’s just opened up Good thing that I know my stuff Leave the pages soaked in blood Get the tunicate! My turn to spit? I burn the shit! You might need to learn the lit-triture Sure I got worms to get! Yah, I’m on a roll like Cottonelle Just a pit stop in hell Like Mario I’m poppin’ shells Unless you got the merit badge I ain’t even hearin’ that It’s like I’m talkin’ climate change The way you fearin’ “facts” X2

Everything I touch turns to old Everything I touch turns old Everything I touch turns to old This is a journey– a yearning X∞ (Hey hah) A yearning It’s like this It’s really priceless You take five hits? You feelin’ nice bitch Cual es to favorito? Dos burrito para me tho Con permisso Politico esposito I’m patient for a lifetime... You deserve a ticket off of Priceline Been writing rhyme since 5'9 Young Gohan with a uni Working jobs and feeling puny Getting puni, feeling Rumi Like an empty house With empty rooms With empty room Leaning over MacBook Watching Fooly Cooly Who ever think I’d be this handyman With a tooly Spooling... Gut biome chewing through meat Perhaps it grew a sufi X2 Perhaps I’m now a sufi (Look at me I’m smokin’) Smokin’ on the sofa Sippin’ on a soda N' feelin’ pretty grown up Thought I was a real boy ‘Be Happy’ minus meal toys Emo Trap is kill joy I’m crying and it’s still joy! Luci was a stray bae Brought him in; he chose to stay Cat man out in Kathmandu Living out a suitcase If it suits your taste Play the tape and burn yourself a copy One Stop Shopping Dunzo/Nedarb got your head nodding (Dunzo Nedarb, Dunzo Nedarb, Dunzo Nedarb) Chyeah! We got your head nodding! Who he think he is that he be Rappin’ on the snippet clip It’s Nick and what’s the difference If he mixing or it’s clipping– shit I figure this I’d rather keep it more simplistic X2 (I’d rather what!? I’d rather what!?) Yeah! (…I’d rather… once more) Once more Everything I touch turns to old Everything I touch turns old Everything I touch turns to old This is a journey– a yearning X∞ This is a… This is a… This is a… This is journey– a yearning X∞

(“Kid… in the heatwave that hit us all” [pitch-shifted segment of Damon Albarn's 'Hollow Ponds']) Words are just the symbols Pointing closer to the _ Abandoning your fantasies: A most noble pursuit I propose a toast that we get Closer to a truce Like what’s the use in fighting? Take this water– how it soothes… Like count to ten and breathe it in No we won’t be misled The teachers tried to trick us Politicians _ sent Media misguides my mission They can’t make a dent The mode of a magician I’ll Escape most common sense This is it it’s magnificent And my reverence is so bright Trustin’ in existence to lift And my vision focused on sights If you think I misguide the populace Obvious it’s not omulous I’m not Romulus More rhombuses for the postmodernist art piece "Pardon me, did I startle thee?" Part of me is a thirty-third degree mason If you think I’m frontin’ get erased then Bathed in emptiness… Now, like I knew you would My world co-exists with yours Not yours, that’s yours Consider they’re running cycles Moving from desire to boredom On and on Boredom back to desire On and on Might be called your Will to Live It’s m-not-y will to live– not yours to give Our worlds may never collide No matter the relationship, we all die Alone and potentially disappointed Been sittin’ in the lab seein’ Fake News callin’: “fake news” Like “Hey, guess they make mistakes too” Been ridin’ in the Jimmy on my last cigarette: “This must be it! Luchini pourin' from the sky, let’s get rich!” Meditating on a virtual reality with eyes closed Prolly thinking “Why tho?" Bitch! Only I know Only I know Bitch! Only I know Only Only Only Only X∞ News callin’: “fake news” Like “Hey, guess they make mistakes too” Been ridin’ in the Jimmy on my last cigarette: “This must be it!” (8^(|) (only only only) Words are just the symbols Pointing closer to the _ Abandoning your fantasies: A most noble pursuit I propose a toast that we get Closer to a truce Like what’s the use in fighting? Take this water– how it soothes… Like count to ten and breathe it in No we won’t be misled The teachers tried to trick us Politicians missiles sent The media misguides my mission They can’t make a dent The mode of a magician I’ll Escape most common sense ... Take this water– how it soothes... ... (“Kid… in the heatwave that hit us all” [pitch-shifted segment of Damon Albarn's 'Hollow Ponds'])

(Dah da da dah Daa da da dah) X∞ [Dunzo Donalds Verse] I’m high– catch me breathin’ in the stratosphere Crazy how my sad disappears whenever Ned is near He starts rappin’ weird with Ghost and that’s the clan Thinkin’ up a master plan– semi-circle pass the plant Pass the reefer “Oh my god I can’t believe-a” Bet that I could catch a thief A cliff-hanger for the sequel he’s my equal! I wish that I could be bilingual I wish I wasn’t single– pass the fatty can of Pringles That’s the thing tho ‘Fore I exit like the turnpike Take my turn like takin’ tissue for the sperm wipe I might learn to fight– take a class and learn at night Just so I ca' earn the right to Burn a kite discern I’m white– I tie my shoes Fuck whatever that might mean to you Landscape is green and blue No I never read the news I need the tools to do my dirty work Worms for the early bird Birthday be the thirty first And them is just my flirty words [NEDARB NAGROM Verse] Feelin’ so grand Assemble a plan Don’t love for the man Penobscot the clan Fry like a pan Fly as a fan They won’t understand So never again I’m smokin’ and yes I be sippin’ Old Ned he be on a mission Every trap bitch I’mma kill it! All of them bases– I steal it Bitches don’t know with the flows You know how it fuckin’ goes Always surrounded by dro Money I think I need mo’ Talkin’ ‘bout all of these women man fuck ‘em I got a great one and I love her Penobscot man they be my brothers Comin’ from another mother [iglooghost Verse] Highly selasi The lion the joude Manueva the coupers I OT the ruler All of these jewelers Got bop in they booper Again and again like I’m carrin' a looper Yo fuck a Migos flow Carve the initials or piss in the snow like Yo cuz the color my faux She be eyein’ my coat She should be waterproof– discount soap! Yah yah (du du du dudle u du) Yo like yo Dead Kennedys Ill Hennessy A hundred quarts, blots and a mothafuckin’ gem a freak! SoundCloud producers– that’s the enemy Air a B tilt the tune peace to Benny B! Yo! I’m on that mopey ting Comparable to motherfuckin’ thin rope and string Yang and yin like yo Yahoo! or Bing right? A haiku screw it up and toss it in the bin!

“Nah, I think I’ll pass Nah, I think I’ll pass I think I’ll pass Nah, I think I’ll pass” Yeah I got the invitation I wasn’t gon erase it I was gon hit you up on it But then somethin’ came up so it’s… It’s out the picture It’s no question– I’m not gon miss ya I got other shit to do I think I’ll pass! I think I’ll pass the joint around I think I’m quite anointed now (It’s okay tho) It’s okay tho! Don’t go away bro No Don’t go away yo I was never annoyed Though you were never my boi We don’t hang out so… I think I’ll pass I think I’ll pass I’m not gon laugh nah I’m just gon pass yah And so I ask ya: There’s Tears On My MPK And I say it so I have to stay (Make me forget the words Make me forget the words) X∞ You left me in my feelings now Ow I didn’t have a point of view around you It was my explanation That set us way apart! Nah, I think I’ll pass I think I’ll pass I’ll pass the joint around And get anointed now Yeah (Make me forget the words)

(Eroding Eroding) X∞ Writing a report on how I could be a better sport And how I don’t endorse Illuminati rob the poor Approach the sorting hat with a mask on Wonder if it could still sort me or if I just go home… Mind is a wonderful thing to abandon When a question never seems to get an answer I saw the fireworks at The Seaside City of Bodhum But never got to where the story made sense I’m an animated animatronic animal– honest I fucked up when I neglected to get hooked on Spanish phonics How helpful could that be for a runaway? “Some say I’m sex-ay” Ignore impulses only some days Mediocre pass the okra So far over sober I can Sorta go for Gore in new millennium An alternate timeline that runs parallel to this– Jet Li Jet Li Jason Statham Interdimensional justice is never served "Sir I swear I never swerved Take me on my word And not what you have heard or Read on your machine That tells you to be mean to me You don’t know what this means to me I promise to eat green beans and lean meats Vote for Green– two times" I voted two times Dunzo does do rhyme so sick might catch the flu swine And that’s when swine flies shoot it down to Make your bacon pancakes Makin’ bacon pancakes– my higgy fuckin’ hand aches No I don’t want your handshakes Just hand-crafted milk shakes Fuck that “boys in the yard” noise I’m playin’ larn games with yard toys Got me steaming and I’m hard-boiled Stone Cold like a gargoyle Sitting still crooked in soil (Eroding Eroding) X∞

"I was in the hoodie with the lonewolf stee…" "Subversion was essential kept me so empty…" X∞ [Dunzo Donalds Verse] Can’t believe I’m drinkin’ tap water Considering if I should act harder But these baby players know I rap smarter It’s your’s truly: the audience slow-clap starter I’m all dressed in Goodwill Don’t know if I’m hood still Don’t know ‘bout no good kill Cry over milk I would spill X2 I’m messy, I’m flexing Sexy ex dressing Next texting the best thing This an inspiration banger Don’t be a stranger We trees to a ranger Get keys to the Civic We livin’ quite different Ned’s on the beats, Nicky D be mixin’ Cuts in the kitchen Shucks get the Band-Aid What chu gon spoil dinner Nuts! Get the canday Tryna stay warm through April– May flowers Gettin’ cake still and it stays ours Just stay still and feel it like gay showers What about a great thrill top of grey towers? [Dunzo Donalds Chorus] I do whatever I wanna I know I’m gonna be a goner So I don’t mind bein’ a loner Smell the aroma I’m a lone wolf… I’m a lone wolf I’m a lone wolf… I’m a lone wolf X2 [Charles Grant Verse] One two See we can talk about the funny thangs… What this money brings Limelight gettin’ close Cuz we never front mayne Got the product gettin’ served like hors d'oeuvres Comin’ out my girl’s purse Re-up on the first And to think it’s been worse (“Worst!" [from Drake’s 'Worst Behavior']) "What chu need?" I’m a fix to a fiend No filter see me "Shit I missed him with the grams" "Yeah I heard ya boy raps" "But he ain’t livin’ shit All that talk is just trash" I been dragged through the dirt Served work just to eat ’N now I justify my actions on this mothafuckin’ beat ’N no I never been a thug, no need to hold the heat But I got a couple homies that’ll ride for free! (Hah!) You think I’m kiddin’ cuz I come from the woods Grew up in the city so I know what’s good! Got these dudes waitin’ for a pay cut That shit is so fake bitch Take off your make-up [Jessica Lynn Bridge] Got these dudes waitin’ for a pay cut That shit's so fake bitch Take off your make-up Take off your make-up Take off your make-up! Ooo yeah Ooo yeah [Dunzo Donalds Chorus] I do whatever I wanna I know I’m gonna be a goner So I don’t mind bein’ a loner Smell the aroma I’m a lone wolf… I’m a lone wolf I’m a lone wolf… I’m a lone wolf X2 (lonewolf stee)

I have dry mouth You might need to air it out And get some air in here It don’t smell so good (Hah) "You act like you be trapped in here" I’m actin’ weird, that’s just how I appear Near or far– doesn’t matter if you have a car You could get from here to there In like ten minutes, I’ll compare I’ll compare cuz I’m aware I have judgement I have an inner sense About– but I’m not above shit I’m not below it either I’m right on tier There’s no tears if there’s just one level here! Hmm here or there You could take it anywhere You can’t take me anywhere! I’m out the fuckin’ stratosphere! I’m so high that my fuckin’ face appears Like my dad’s appears And I am... Couldn’t even think of a rhyme my mouth is so dry– I can not even open my mouth for a second if I tried But I will try To deliver it without a bunch of humor You know I’m not a crooner But I’ll croon it to ‘em Sing a tune Or hum a melody! Or hum simple song That’s what they came for! That’s what they know me for Singin’ songs– so I adore them But I do not owe it Have to spit the melody shit –mmm I follow a point to a logical conclusion And that is my faulty downfalling If I have proved 'em I’m rappin’ like this isn’t even a interesting beat I’m rapping like I’m doing it in my sleep Do you think that I’m sleeping? I am not dreaming! I hold this thing in front of me And it’s recording what you’re seeing! Into mer inner being! I’m a human being; not a bean Or Mr. Bean Makin’ simple stooge Out of a fuckin’ movie I’m not a looney toon I’m not a Disney character I’m not an animation This is three-dimensional It’s three-dimensional– did I mention it to you? My rap has no context or no substance eh? Ain't that interesting How I have nothing really to say? It’s the same shit! It’s nothing importan– You can tune out! You ca' just ignore it! Or I’ll explore it– I’ll take you to a farther land With every word that I’m sayin’ We’ll go to Israel– we’ll have a couple bagels We’ll head to Tokyo– and hang with couple locals We’ll hang in Chinatown– in that neighborhood in Chicago You see the places where I go!? (Laugh) I’m not Iago bloc blocco This beat is still going And I am so wacco So wack-a-mole I’m not gon ask again I’m actin’ swole You know I’m hard as icicles I hang out with my cat named Lucifer No that’s not the devil, that’s just the cat’s name And that’s not even the clear sign of a fuckin' logical make But if you do not know My name is Nick and I am Dunzo Dunzo is me I represent the 414 not the 313 Hmmm it’s such a mystery It’s such a mystery... I’m in the Mystery Machine Rollin’ up doobies wit– for Scooby and Shaggy You know that they're smokin’ with me I have this glee I am so me! You should be you I will do me Please, please! I will not ask you again

[Offsite Verse] Speak of the devil He’s callin’ my cell phone So I speak to the devil Keeps me from peakin’ my level So I bow to defeat to the devil Gimme that greed of the devil Feed on the meek like the devil I don’t wanna be weak So I’m gonna go meet with the devil Bask in the heat with the devil Maxin’ degrees with the devil Bachelor’s degree had a handle on me But the devil gave me a hand now the Handle’s gone free cuz the devil Tempted ’n I accepted Now I’m steppin’ with these stilts Neck to neck with no one else Cuz they’re all head to toe in guilt ’N I’m undressin’ all these chains Lebron James meets Harrison Bergeron Pectoral implants or cyborg enhancements I’m livin’ I’m gettin’ my surgeon on My thirst is strong My beverage is menace Benchpressin’ timorace bedridden tenants Sympathy for Mr. and Mrs. Vengeance The night The night is here! In my biosphere! And I might s away to the Nightosphere [Chorus] And I find... Power in the shadow that the light casts X∞ [Dunzo Donalds Verse] Thought I came fresh with a mesh What you mean? Thought I was a god-send pulsin’ on a false blend Puttin’ on a small skin Falter only malm when a balm wrong blind Butter flying wings clipped Call angel singlet Sing to the pigs clim Shift to the window Open in the film goes Black 'til the moment know Gnostic with devil tints Work so hard for another meager metal! Dig deep earth til they pat you with the shovel Never seen a shadow If you never look behind back Trust in the trust love Only when it’s worthwhile 'Nother quarter turn Two step hold hands Love lost now you see your worth as a man Tell truth only when it hurts least outside Brutal with the insides Always looking inside What it all mean? Brutal with the Self (What it all mean?) Phantom district And they get teeth Black eyes and it reeks Told much reasoning On why you went scarred Rolled a couple sections in a slim hemp shim Lit another torch off yours Lit a torch from another torch (…From another torch Now it’s like a stadium of candle wick But step back– look another minute Hmm…and it all looks Nick Touch a friend shoulder) Trust 100s of degrees never Made a city breathe Trust that fifty badges never Made the kids laugh Trust another verse not needed but required Like he don’t make the decisions Arm just do it for’ em Never quite a butterfly Jus' stuck in a cocoon But if another comes 'round It’s not such a crowded room And its value to the world If I open up a space Touch down on a venture Push deep in the frame Got a black mark Pop put it on my name Grief gold tundra Cold winter on the plane Not-knowing Called most intimate its true Books left lone on the shelf Call it "glue" X∞ [Chorus] And I find... Power in the shadow that the light casts X∞