This is the opening track on Zeroh’s 2011 mixtape awfulalterations. It easily sets the random, flowing thoughts Zeroh tackles across the 12 tracks.
[Intro]
Ugh uhhh
Welcome back
Zeroh
Awfulalterations
This just sounds like some nigga's ego just got killed
I'm on hot ground, creating a cesspool of mayhem
Don't catch me on Vice City on a bad day
Weapons cheat, grenade launchers up your ass, nigga
[Verse 1]
Waking up this evening heard the blackbird's every word
Said that it was cawing to ensure I put in work
Every nights a blessing when your little heart's on fire
Did you get the message? The circumstances are now dire
[Verse 2]
I could complain
Simmer daily 'bout the world condition
Or quit the bitchin'
Grab the pen, and script into submission
The phony fuckery record
Release when people listen
Or force the leash, the beast
Within divorce, the reaper's mission
Our immortality is palpable
But in this it's hard to be conceived
Because the soul is incalculable, huh
This spirit space been hot since the year 3000
Graced the world stage in pressed white wigs
And the pinkest of blouses
I'm still pissed and pressed for property
I wreck my house's home for heart attack
My anxiety, Life
I plight that douses out the flames of blame
And it was that, into your center back
When you played open your chest
And got hurt made niggas question your gender
Consider bitch amongst the winner's niche
Your timid ain't a glitch
But could become a problem if your brain is rich
Your plane is stainless-steel
Your aim could drive a lame to kill
The game is well in fate
Don't hate, get big, create, and take the wheel
[Outro]
Yeah, you got the wheel, nigga
You the driver
Oooh, Look at you stuntin' now, nigga
Oh man
We forever
Stay infinite
Stay-stay infini-
I mean, you-
We know, but niggas don't know
Like we forget and go back to doing the bullshit
But, you know
We could-
We could be, like, a hundred percent this shit, if we wanted to
You know what I'm saying?
Pff, whatever