Verse One I breathe in a breath and then freeze to find my peace I’m relieved that I’m finally free with the life I lead Ryan Leaf’s off the lead and he weaves energy When I squeeze out a demon and bleed it on beats It’s the bee’s knee’s at least, For the one’s that understood me I’m so tech and pro-fesh amongst a bunch of rookies Y’all are Karens all complaining worked up and sookie I just set my goals, and I beat them like they’re Uncle Bully Comfortably, I’m fully charged with a hundo bar Gandalf when I test kiddies none shall pass I aint playing with those mind tricks like Jus Allah The flows that I bless, snapping necks back like bumper cars Bombaclart, ha, yeah bomb explode, watch it go, up in smoke, off it go, on tempo Cocky folk, stop and choke, lock and load, pocket flows Young kids want to copy, but can’t drop it on a topic though Experience is what they’re lacking An old man out of fashion, I hold jams that are classic anthems Delirious when I go smash em I go ham with a passion a romance for the rapping patterns Chorus He’s got that Old Man flow That Old Man’s taking out their whole camp though You’ve got that Young Man flow? Fronting like a dumb man, go run that show Verse Two I’m dazed, in an infinite space, inside a maze I’m amazed that I’m finally safe with the life I’ve made Riding wave after wave of debasement and pain That I change, into pages, I state over breaks And it vacates my brain, in a way that be methodic You’re tone deaf, I’m so tech, I’m just being honest Y’all are karens all complaining bunch of prima donnas I just get the crowd and flip them out like I’m Peter Smolik Pinky promise, ain’t gonna lie, best to be advised That I’ll Aragon your thrown son the King is neigh I ain’t flattered if you copy what I theorise Most of you who want it, you ain’t got it like a PS5 Jesus Christ, ha, yeah They can see, fake emcee’s, blatantly, taking the, way that D Grace a beat, shamelessly, playing thief, making cheese Young kids with no flavour that are basic need to take a seat The attitude and all the gloating They show boat like pony they’re so-so with the bogus motive No gratitude to those who owed it They go faux with persona and stone broke with the hocus pocus CHORUS

VERSE ONE They thought I lost it, but I dropped it, with the Houdini The revisit had peeps tripping like blue meanies I move free with no strings and no puppeteers Low key with no beef but won’t run from fear Been non revered but I’m still here what ever happens I’ve been inactive but impassioned irrespect of fashion But Dia’s back like a chiropractor to get it cracking Buying land not designer brands or leather jackets Chequered flanny’s with the popped colour, Don data Rock wilder grip, tear the top off a cock blocker Your judgments will get hushed given the gob stopper Non are saving the future like you were John Connor Most men will give their bids to the top dollar Close friends drift and split like they’re Gondwanna My job offers not box office or shock horror From Botswana to Coffs Harbour I’ve clocked honours CHORUS Seen a whole lot of change come flooding my way But I stay in the ring till the next round When the world turns grey and the colours all fade I just keep to myself with my head down Arse up hard work-Keep my head down They can yell they can scream- Keep my head down Sun scorching winter breeze freezing all four seasons D keep his head down VERSE TWO So I just spit fire, ball point that will ignite While kids hide peripherally for voyeuristic insight I keep lips tied but boil on the inside While snakes reap the spoils with the loyalty of 6ix 9ine I just practice skill, that can pack the bill Raps that kill a beat on Boom Bap Trap or Drill These Daffodils had their fill thinking that they’re ill They’re at the hill and ‘bout to move like Jack and Jill I’m at the peak though, been so till date Watch the scene go, from Premo, to Migos and Drake Yo sonically it’s changed, but the ego’s the same Most will deep throat the bone just to bring dough or fame I’ve been comatose in a sleep grown estranged Cause the D been AWOL still the Kings know the name So unify with my vibe son or move aside Or face the slap like walking into Union Heights VERSE THREE Doing the do made moves like a fugitive Grew in the hills hazed blue from the Ecalyps Studious with the tools since the rudiments Your stupidness could step and get schooled like a group of fish And dudes all flip, cause quality’s abundant My Polynesian thumb print, that’s on a beating drum kit The hum drum come and I’m on my feet and run quick And function in a world that’s chaotically destructive And trust kid, I once ripped this home grown map But left the throne, thrown away like it’s a promo track It’s oh so whack, the bozo’s on photo apps Lads squatting near their whips when they don’t own that I used to blow smoke with Joe joe in boho flats And went stone broke for cash to paying home loans back They don’t know jack, no fomo just flow those raps On the Calski beats that smack like po-po bats

DIALECTRIX VERSE I’ve been slippin’ and drippin’ in sweat, cripplin’ fear’s Peering over my shoulder, the older me rippin’ and tearing Open coping mechanisms, this isn’t, the way that it’s meant to be Mentally lost, and boxed with no referee Give no fucks like eunuchs, when I’m tuned in to frequencies Freaks are frequently free to thievery Wheeling, dealing and stealing what is not theirs, do not care Desire to be higher no fire from spot flares I clock bare game with no fame attached to it I drop rare flame my propane is hazardous As it is in my blood, like a strike to a match I’m kicking it with drums, getting high with my hats It’s the bass player, naysayers need to stop and watch the kid Not kidding or fibbing tattle tales will need to squash them lips I’m authentic, it ticks some of the people off For every box I tick, it seems to leave them cross SCOTTY HINDS VERSE I’ve been slippin’ and slidin’ “Smash’ Rippin’ and ridin’ drippin’ flippin’ more flows than a broken fire hydrant Yeah I terrorize a track, never tiring I’m a tyrant Try a ting I’ll kill ya vibe quick as lights and sirens Yeah the hood life “The hood life” Still reside around the migrants, I’m a migrant too Money talks ain’t trying to hear consignment true Bust mode, hit em up G, I might be hiring Trying to see this paper get older than papyrus They multiplied the strain like a virus, tasty in the sinus “Ya dun know” flavours they were timeless Got a vision to expand it like an iris Plus I know they’re clocking and they’re watching but they don’t know what the time is Never claim to be your highness “Nah” Nothing like Osiris “Yeah” More like Poseidon wield this mic like a trident Yeah the flow is like a tigress Bars are harder than some diamonds Kick a couple punches despite despising violence and I’m out

DIALECTRIX VERSE Strap up my boots and pull my socks up and accept defeat Swayed on a track that suits the tongue tied to address the beat I’ve got plenty of hard rubbish to go around I throw it out, out in a front, for the rest to see My recipe, of perfectionism’s a prison I’m kept in and yet to leave My destiny’s knee deep in deep-ends it depends on whether I weather the storm Reap and so the repent, a defence move that is best to keeping a roof down I kick it root down, I tear a whole in set tearing roof’s down And since the two thou I let the truth out no matter whose round it’s what I do proudest So outrageous, work that can show our ages Never going to slow down paces Play till we hold our aces Kids don’t know I’m famous Internet know my name is The same as ever when the vocabs gracing Shameless kid with a grown man’s pay slip BRAD STRUT VERSE It’s so outrageous I flip the pages and decimate it Here’ the venom take it, to keep your job and fetch the basics I’ve been around for ages, sitting in the shadows to engage the matrix Simulation, invitation, accept or reject but it’s all so tasteless Common sense is not so common, They sitting on the fences condescending All this modern, got em caught in a net till All that’s left is one breath at the bottom in the belly of baphomet Brain dead with a telly set, making cheddar and a bag of bread It take forever to be abstinent, they’re playing weather like a clarinet They’re playing with you like ya fair game, I was sitting on the staircase Just wishing for better days, hitting a spliff sipping lemonade Spitting just to set it strait, and ease the mind like forgetting pain That’s why I serenade while kicking shit like it’s MMA Intricate with the tech display Far away where the wind can take us And they can never imitate us Today will be a better day cuz If they’re lacking just tell ‘em laters It’s all love in an elevator Caught up and they down to break us My little daughters why I had to wake up Till the day that I meet the maker Be safe one DIALECTRIX VERSE TWO Never want to play dumb But I still pray that a better day come From the heart ache like you’re in a break up Stay tough, stay rough get the bread and pay done Get it on, and I could get it till I’m dead and gone And I could get it in a dead-end job, or I could get it when I’m penning songs A renaissance I left upon the tracks Here when I’m near in the flesh or voice that I left like a ghost in the back drop breathing Best believe it’s our season Destiny without reason So outrageous, still revealing life’s secrets Once we find the right sequence Of all the skill that time teaches

JOE NEW VERSE Camouflage battalion, I ripped up the carpet at the Marriot Tipped the bar while carrying a chariot I’m burying a hatchet, lifelong barbarian assassin when I rap shit Scary when I’m active I’m borrowing ya lighter, the nine to five is swallowing the fire I wallow in the mire on the wire Smoking one dart but can of VB been on repeat It’s a blood bath like Pentangeli When the feds ran to see who’s the hero amongst us Drunk-I’m knocking them down like Justinian Jumpers Dumb kids are swinging while my penmanship punches Junk- I’m throwing them out like they’re benefit luncheons I was a train wreck, dividing my pay check Lying like I played dead, want to live a life without regrets I’m on a strange flex, slide like I’m Wayne Gretz Tried to remain friends while climbing to the apex CHORUS I went from Brain dead to climbing an apex Kind of looking straight edge I’m calling that a strange flex Yeah I’m calling that a strange flex DIALECTRIX VERSE Yeah I’m eating better (Whut) Yeah I’m sleeping better (Whut) Yeah I’m drinking less and thinking clearer Tripping how I’ll be remembered My form of therapy range, to bring a change My knee bent in the ring, this pain keep me engaged The rage I had is gone and lost replaced In a transitory state I break locks and rip off the chains I stop, weight, shredding up an old image The alternate, version of me that’s cold chillin Bulk billin, not getting paid for being ill My skill set on a mindstate still seeking a thrill from real Challenging times, to try feeding my kids My biz chewing up days this pay needed to drip Like drops across roof tops and crops to stop the drought coming I truly believe that I’ve found something I work smarter play harder climb and mount summits A new and improved you stunning without fronting pal run it

VERSE ONE When the 2020 hit, and the pandemic kicked in I went through 6 jobs packing 2 apprenticeships in My middle age is beckoning, I head there in an instance Raising 3 kids in a home with a pregnant missus So I was trying to brainstorm, how I could raise more When state laws, had our doors shut with stage four I’m job seeking, and I’m thinking of a game plan When I can’t even see fam, link or even shake hands Now Dr’s calling and they’re tripping on a brain scan… The high potentiality of tumours and disease In my un-borns brain left me suitably uneased And the futures looking bleak, as the seasons disappear With media just spamming what’s appealing to our fears Beefing with our family and screaming at our peers Cuz the world had split apart and the reason isn’t clear CHORUS My universe born, that’s parallel with you in it gone A foreign plain where I exist is my usual norm Eye of the storm with the lightning and the rain hailing down Stranded with my head in the clouds VERSE TWO Nothing’s black or white, the world’s coloured grey And my country stays in droughts, flooded or up in flames I turn my phone off from the comments of what others say And my soul died when George cried out his mothers name Trying to keep back the stress, when my Dad called me up said he relapsed again Lost a licence and a job, took a turn for the worse But my thought’s were submerged with concerns for a birth and Mentally I’m drained, with a pregnancy at bay When I should have been excited bout it’s gender or the name And I’m back to heavy drinking just to get me through the day Cuz the pressures from a child and a parent feel the same With each turn of the earth brings more turbulence A universe of irreversible permanence I’m just praying that baby is ok, and it makes it here safely to the world I’m in VERSE THREE As time ticks we just sit round and dwell Inside our house like we’re prisoners in cells All the things that I felt, well they instantly melt When my first daughter was born and she’s in perfect health I can’t explain my shock, that she made to world I’m in against those odds So I went to start a business like she lifted up my fortunes But my Dad passed away on the day I tried to launch it And I talked to him the day before, had me buggin He told me he would bounce back, I told him that I loved him I couldn’t comprehend it at the time or be aware That the words that I just said would be the last we’d ever share And it’s feeling like a dream, surreal and bitter sweet That my daughter and my Father in this world will never meet And as deeply as it’s wounded me, I’m feeling like it’s cauterised Seeing Dad immortalised, staring in my Daughter’s eyes Before the rise and the fall of our souls from birth We are spirits made of dust that revolve with earth One lives and one dies in this multiverse And it could have been the roles reversed

VERSE ONE Set em up, let it run, lock it in, get it done Can’t wait for the fortune to come to me, I work hard, man it’s all that I’ve done Like a formula one, I race at a pace that I set for myself in a lane of my own Chill up back until I overtake em all claiming a throne Taking it home, owned in a pool room, up in full view In a tough time, man I pull through, from a rough ride that we saw grew Out of days that are gone, changing the page that I’m on Still I go play with a plan A and an ace that I drop, got a mob like Golly gosh he back olly popping in, finding a grind, rocky boxing it Lock down couldn’t stop me flossing I’m living it large like I’m body positive (oof) What a model example, when I chop up a sample Yo I’m not gonna stand still, bring a vibe up like rocks in a gram will So rack it up and cop that and leave the microphone for the men here Let it be clear, giving them vibes that enemies fear That’s why they call it a mitre 10 out of 10 Rhyme on a mic, crème de la crème And I fight for the right, from the start to the end, to defend any family and friends when Im flexing Home grown zone, do it pro bono Not a flow in the whole globe that I don’t own so My will like a villain, my skill it be killing the mix with a flick of the wrist I ain’t a felon that’s yelling or telling the kids that it’s lit when my shit is legit look I’m an old school dude so the skill not new Twenty years in and I’ve still got juice Rose to the peak and I will not move With machine gun flows that will kill shot you Whose, got the goods to rob the books of me and my peers, there’s Never been a better time to set it straight I elevate it Even though I haven’t done a brand new record in years CHORUS Four walls, the present offered to me In time given to self, I find vision and peace I’m needing Four walls, the present offered to me In time given to self, I find vision and peace I’m needing Four walls, I’m needing four walls, I’m needing four walls VERSE TWO Had a break, stepped back, put down the mic and went Dad Picked up my board to go skate, quality time with friends I won’t waste Post haste, let’s go, no need to read no memo It’s my M.O, switch the tempo, turn it all off, ditch the damn phone Vincent Vangogh, paint a sky bright, Splash colour round and aim to shine bright Fork in the road I pick one and choose, roll with the punches live to get through Vamoose, I’m gone, mentally drained from the cage I’m from Kush and the Womack blown on the reg, those who relate well they say right on Write on, pen bars, been penned in by what I pent up I Bend a, strait life back to a bender, No brah, grade A marks will get passed No Bra, yes please, strip it all off to nothing lets see We don’t get much time to be us, I’m living any minute I’m given to get deep These sweet lips that I taste get kissed in a way that will see pain drift into space One slip of the tongue could twist till we’re joint at the hip for an instant escape I live for today, means no time for the night Plus these kids that I raise, in a house with a wife got me bound in a tight vice Of the obligation with the routine and the status quo City living in a catacomb, to the outer suburbs where I have a home I’m a loose unit, on a tight budget, trying to feed a stomach on a lot of stress Young bucks to the old mates when I’m in a zone I bet that none will flex Man I ‘m getting busy in the lab again, breaking atoms till I’m adamant That I’m still here with here with a skill set that will shatter ego’s in a rapper head Sonny no cap, man I’m all caps, like I’m MF, spelling hella doom Killer talent that I cannot loose, finding zen up in a padded room

DIALECTRIX VERSE ONE Doing the best that I can but it still don’t feel enough Been so invested in plans till the whole damn year is done And another one will come, I stack em all up and horde em away Wake up, work hard, call it a day, rat race rodent caught in a maze Raw from the pain, Lord of the strain Putting in work, rinse and repeat Falling asleep, living the dream Innocently, slip in deceit Cuz a piece of the pie don’t come so cheap Reason the tiredness run so deep Alarm go beep and I’m up and at em To the BPM of a cut throat beat JOE NEW VERSE ONE God damn what a son of a bitch You’re soaked, you’re broke but you wanna be rich You float, you don’t, you sunk as ships You got to admit it you thinking that you’re coming to bits But ya top ten when you got the pen You hopped in but forgot to swim You’re locked in without the ring Bowed out without the win Loud mouth is about to sing Magic on the microphone Freedom on my island home Freedom when I lie alone weeded in the writers zone it’s time to go These days I’m an older Joe, still got it like a Jeswon boulder flow I’m way out of alignment when I roll a smoke Came out of retirement and stole the show CHORUS Wake rise shower drive nine to five rinse repeat I’m just a struggler and a battler trying to live the dream Wake rise shower drive nine to five rinse repeat I’m just a struggler and a battler trying to live the dream DIALECTRIX VERSE TWO Raising my voice like Lane Staley did, stay legit Make me pick anyone I like, son your style, baby sit I’ve been lifting the weight for years till it break my back make me sick Maybe this, craziness, plagued me since, eighty six But I still live with it and instrument of pain never taught how to play I’m too sick with it to fit to quit the game, never walking away Cuz I’m in awe, never bored of the torturous formula it’s survival Balls in the court and all in score here to win this final JOE NEW VERSE TWO Climb to the top, life that I want Little bit more than a five minute job The second are ticking the time off the clock And my memories missing like I’d forgot Dear God why did I stop, guess to myself I was lying a lot Like I was a frog and I climbed in the pot I was boiled in water and fried in a wok And I jumped out firing shots Sound the alarm sirens and cops They told me to strike when the iron is hot But it’s not so I think I might switch it back on Open up when opportunity knocks And you will keep on improving the odds Have you and me got, too many probs? As humanly possible we could be gods CHORUS

FLU VERSE Wind your Casios, Count down that borrowed time. What’s not to like? Light your Tally-Hos, Think pieces disguise the battle prose, You played yourself like a cameo Survive the catacombs, nah you ain’t have the stones What’s in your attic though Doomsdayer no antidote Now cats are cautious an unplanned vax to go, It’s backwards forwards a drunk-tank talent show Billionaires plotting these modern day Alamo’s, Dead stock anyone can get got ask Jackie O Meds got folks in slow-mo hope parliament, Realise this shit ain’t no joke like Arthur Fleck The broke bow to architects, they stressed Hearts with stents and the feds stay tapping phones Blindsided to die a thousand deaths They took their pound of flesh (and stay stacking doe) CIECMATE VERSE Your foresight it didn't see this coming And hindsight isn't really revealing nothing Don't ever try to make the shit what it wasn't (Don't do it) Your numbers up, one digit extra from a quick dozen Don't call me brother we ain't close or distant cousins You ain't got my back it's odd that you're even fronting We see you're fixing pipes but we know that you ain't plumbing (Pip head) You're not the king of pop but gotta be starting something. (Hee Heee) Put you to sleep no Propyfol or Divrivan Your uber home could be an ambulance or divi van You did your dance even though you didn't put in leg work Keep doing damage from your armchair amateur expert No energy exerted, shot's fired I'm like Boris the bullet dodger in snatch, crisis averted. Beethoven, keep playing like you never heard it. The waits over, your wakes underway I'm at your service DIALECTRIX VERSE Angels and the Devil, man of many faces Sitting through my punishment, standing for ovations Walking through this runners race to front and face the music In an age of information brining modern day confusion Where they use your illusion here to raise bars and bench marks Take charge and bend arms to break hearts or mend scars I stray far to get past, the same paths I’ve embarked While night skies will shine bright a grave yard of dead stars Yeah, still there’s beauty in the darkness Trials in the triumph, humour in my hardship Time’s a flat circle, every minute that I breathe Is on an infinite repeat, and the loop of it is karmic Cuz my kids are just a younger me, I’ve turned into my Dad that’s gone Crying coloured tears cuz his absence got me rapping songs I carry on and battle what my expression feeds off Life or death ride to the next step and then beyond

VERSE ONE Baby face stay the same brain older wiser Maintain the same lane chase soul desires I put my family first and but push my goals up higher And hold them tighter while entire culture polarises Yeah, I’m still grieving my Dads loss, feeling I’m at odds Slightly detached, aloof, stuck in a loop, confused, seen in the back drop Of sheep and the crack pots, screaming in caps lock Peep at the snap shot, D as a father figure Half the world are mad, other half are bitter Argue in your fit of rage, bicker for a fix Like addicted to the kicks, of the digital abyss If my ignorance is bliss, consciousness is depression So I sit with discretion at a split intersection That I drive through, find room to handle biz and improve Standing with my plans which I champion like Grinspoon bro CHORUS Longer days shorter years it’s the standard I know Faster pace disappear in the hours of growth Lord knows what the hands of time will through our way Lord knows I’m going to fill it every single day with Family, Health, Art, Self, Goals I’m living every second like it means something Family, Health, Art, Self, Goals The years are getting shorter but I keep trucking VERSE TWO I had to find so much strength that I turned brittle Without the power to adapt son you’ve learned little Flexibility’s key, communicate your ideas Wear your heart on your sleeve, learn to break what you fear Pushing tolerance and patience to the farthest reach Relationships will need respect and it’s hard to keep Trust is easily lost, anger boils from stress Concentrate on your soul, fill the void in your chest Find clarity in thought trust your gut instincts And lead a horse to water even if it doesn’t drink Show the way through the maze on a path that’s proven People only ever change when they want to do it Some will try, some will fail, life is strange, time is frail, love is work, try prevail, no one knows what the weeks Months or years might entail, so I roll with it Holding it, in this fast lane no one’s slowing it CHORUS