Soul Searcher

[Verse 1: L.I.F.E. Long]
On the spur of the moment, bombing paper like a graff writer
On a night caper. I craft flavor for your ears to savor
Explain my brain’s inner thoughts in all sorts
Got spectators peeping my steez in this sport
Prepare for your downfall. I crush, y’all
Whoever hear, “Yes, yes, y’all.” Message to all:
Sound boy burial done at dawn on Insane Catalynstrumentals
Got credentials to back the flames, spit plain/plane
Simple so cats could catch my thought train
Ran over the track like ghetto birds soaring
My voice pitch travels at tremendous speeds, exploring
All degrees, angles. Dribble spit with incredible handle
In this game, roll 4, 5, 6 when I gamble
Leave a track destroyed, broken up, in shambles
When I drop vocal anvils

[Hook: Samples with DJ Catalyst Scratches]
“L-I-F-E” - Sample from [?]
“Listen, listen” - Sample from [?]
“Twist, turn off selected words” - Sample from L.I.F.E. Long on Anti-Pop Consortium's "What Am I"
“Looking for a style like mine, you can’t find it” - Sample from KRS-One on Boogie Down Productions' "Criminal Minded"
“You can’t, you can’t find it” - Sample from KRS-One on Boogie Down Productions' "Criminal Minded"

[Verse 2: L.I.F.E. Long]
It’s a hold-up like robberies in progress
Glocks pointed. Remove your ice plus flashy garments
It’s a takeover. You just got stuck
For meaningless possession that almost got you bucked
How you shook, sweating, nervous, acting herb harmless?
Before, you was big, willing gangster. Now worthless
I hate impersonators fronting. Stop bluffing
Y’all pitiful. Too many false individuals
Claiming to be criminals. Roll hard
But get grilled, scuffed acting tough
Royal flush to pull cards, exposing your bluff
Too much cats thinking they got nine lives
But get shook when drama unfolds. Now, surprise
Early wakeup calls, I’m pulling your disguise
On Mr. Potato Heads rolling with fry guys
You and your clique’s puss. I peeped y’all [?]
Hard on the outside but soft-hearted inside

[Hook: Samples with DJ Catalyst Scratches]
“L-I-F-E” - Sample from [?]
“Listen, listen” - Sample from [?]
“Twist, turn off selected words” - Sample from L.I.F.E. Long on Anti-Pop Consortium's "What Am I"
“Looking for a style like mine, you can’t find it” - Sample from KRS-One on Boogie Down Productions' "Criminal Minded"
“You can’t, you can’t find it” - Sample from KRS-One on Boogie Down Productions' "Criminal Minded"

[Verse 3: L.I.F.E. Long]
Go learn a trade. Your raps ain’t working
Cats is fronting on the mic, clowning, plus jerking
Time for me to start letting off, murking
Ceasing the expendable who feel they hurting
But only hit and win. What y’all really saying?
Seems like Order 85 is just winning the shows
Closed with someone else’s flows
Yet radios spinning ‘em, constant rotation
We, as consumers, enjoy the songs worth making
This new age nation loves wasting time
Lack of brain power to manifest potent rhymes
Times changing like the span of minutes
We in a new world, falling, almost finished, diminished
Cities we living in modern-day Babylon
Code of the streets: get your hustle on
It’s wild. That’s why I mastered my own style

[Hook: Samples with DJ Catalyst Scratches]
“L-I-F-E” - Sample from [?]
“Listen, listen” - Sample from [?]
“Twist, turn off selected words” - Sample from L.I.F.E. Long on Anti-Pop Consortium's "What Am I"
“Looking for a style like mine, you can’t find it” - Sample from KRS-One on Boogie Down Productions' "Criminal Minded"
“You can’t, you can’t find it” - Sample from KRS-One on Boogie Down Productions' "Criminal Minded"