Try it

Verse 1: Allan Kingdom

Push the line to the maximum
I could be driving a Maxima
Career and a condominium
Some would say here
Go back to Africa
Wasn't ever banging in the street
A robber, crazy thug, or personality
Or brother, hustle on the block
And turn to beats and rhyming
He's the honorable in your eyes
I gave up my security to utter
Words in a mic make sounds
You would've lost your life
If you didn't go down to the studio
You probably would've been locked up
I probably would've been a doctor
I probably would've bringed lots of
Smiles to my mother dollars in the bank
Miles to my lovers in another case
Women that I drive crazy
All about my butter, cake
Touch her in another way
You grab ass and thighs
I'm not really one to be asinine
I appreciate that her ass a nine
But I'm really out to grab
Souls, daps, and eyes
Really out to have your glass and fries
Isn't how I'm trying to feed you
Ask the guys
That I tell you are my people
That's the life
Killing y'all is what we into
Mass demise
Mass demise, mass demise, everywhere we go
Who's pastor died?
Everywhere we flow, we pass you guys
How do you stay afloat? You're cracker dry
I finished your battle, diminished your cattle
So go count your sheep, while I sit in my saddle
Ride off to my beats, and begin what you
Dabble into with your lies
Egos timid and rattled

Chorus 1: Allan Kingdom

I dare you to speak
I dare you to speak
I dare you to utter
I dare you to utter
I dare you to speak
I dear you to speak
I dare you to utter
I dare you to utter

Verse 2: Planet ODyle

I be so hot
Like contradicting ice
The message takes a nap
Like you disturbed mice
Fundamental trained
To seek the fun of being nice
Coda love, coda coda love in the night
I be the one that you see in the night
I be the one that you hear in the night
I be the dream nigga
I be the need nigga
I be the one that you feel you should knight
Ignite the real, that be friends in the mind
Friends in the mind, friends in the mind
Let me know your name, like learning what is prime
Let the mind flow off to another side
Cultivate, to a state that'll give you time
Lead, lead, revolution hey
Because life is, so enticing
Aim for a lane that'll make you righteous

Poem: Pancake

I sit unbiased
With a shit eating grin on my way to home
Wherever it may be
I'm thankful, it picked some place affordable
I know some who had to take more that they can give
They are tired
Their beds are tired
The doors that they try to escape through are tired
Some day they won't be enough
Some day, it all won't be enough
And home will pack up it's bag
Tossing its thumb to the road
Hoping to find someone willing to pamper
And sugar daddy it
If you're not careful
The only home you'll have is your heart
And we all know how easy that home becomes broken.....