As I was getting ready to go to Detroit, I reached for my luggage and found this book bag inside of which were some of these. Instead of an obi strip, I had custom ribbon made and then I had my guy Wrecklords use a laser etcher to make some aluminum stickers which sealed the case shut. Inside are two CDs, $5,000 Flashlights with beats by Agent Orange and artwork from Greg Locke and 102 Magnets featuring artwork and production from J. Dankworth along with a holographic sticker.
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I’ve seen a Jeep Grand Cherokee ablaze
As for shoes, which pair will be my therapy today?
Serenading me with the song of a thousand sirens
Stay positive, found the lining, my thought is a mountain island
Lava droplet showers nightly, behind you can find me writing
Diving deep on a rhyming spree, tonight i’m mightily rhyming
The titan fighting, I see you trying to hide, whiny behind a tiny leaf
But I can spy you easily chief,
leaving your forked tongue juggling teeth, whenever the war drums
Score some, trouble as you struggle to breathe
So yes, the sword swung singing, bringing forth a personalized dirge
The versatile person despised first, payback working on my nerves
Purplish light blurs disguising needles, cerebral incarnate
Stephen’s starting deeply evil procedures of carnage,
the charming beast in the market, leaving meager cheaters are tarnished
No need to even start it, so please breathe, and seek retreat regardless
Here’s the world’s smallest violin, got you hanging by a limb
Of your bonsai family tree, the trying times begin
It’s not a minor whim, it’s more a tidal behavioral wave
Vinyl plates creating razor slicing bladed brigades
Hiding my trident inside the tightest rhymes that i’m writing
3 foot high and i’m rising, the highest heights I’m a’climbing
Combine with the mightiest, J. Dank and San your midas finalists
Pariah highnesses providing reasons for suicidal cats to find the why to live
Passersby admire but we’re keeping deep within the mire, at work, survivalists
I’m the rattlesnake who slithers in the fragile cavalcade
Grab a crate and take a record making magic, happen great
Scraping classics from the scraps that many left abandoned
So we pay attention, taking care until we heft an anthem
Ant labor the plans made to expand greater
So voyage 83 miles and get a translator
Got me waiting on the rapture like Debbie Harry career day
Then I’ll move along without the menace of these ear aches
These thoughts of mine are laser guided, shining from a mesa, highest
Might have been a state of mind that’s liable to create a crisis
Invasive virus is created, can’t contain it in the slightest
Even basements won’t keep you safe when the phrase is flying
So duck and cover from the blunderbuss with shrapnel screaming
Running on fumes without the ride to put some gasoline in
No passive scheming, we’re making plans to surpass your idols
I’m D’Onofrio in Salton Sea you’re half a rhino
My cauldron is scalding scoundrels, bubbling bone marrow
The trouble bringer with a quiver full of drone arrows
Tracking down with rapid navigational maps to blaze in a batch
Face it, no escaping this wrath
Releasing rats infected with contagions percolating in vat
Side effects ranging from fatal to uranium baths
credits
from 102 Magnets,
released June 10, 2019
Scratches c/o Konfewshus of Hometown Hooligans
Started following Juga-Naut upon hearing him break down life and rap relating to Kool G Rap on Crate808 and I've been a fan since. Wordplay, skill, the dope backdrops, what's not to love? Sankofa
Album of the year. In a fair and just world, they would be headlining festivals with this one. Big hooks. Vivid verses. Fingers-crossed, the instrumentals will get the vinyl treatment. Goodwill Hunter
