I took a 1 year hiatus But now I'm back, waving to the people like "hi haters", smile now get damaged later The Soul Prism regime, is on a regimen Washing out these poor rappers, cleaning the game they affected man Plan in effect and affecting all of those listening To my music, putting their ears in this predicament Predicting ahead of my life, speaking my words for the poor Do you consider yourself militant? I consider myself George and of course, this hip hop's in my veins I was living in vain, until I had these thoughts and reclaimed my own self, mixed my old thoughts with my new brain erased my old flaws, now my brain is going insane yeaahh Now tell me who's the next to do it? and I tell em its me, their faces gone be stupid Young and eccentric, I like to think to I'm the best to do it And if you thinking otherwise homie you gotta prove it A golden state warrior, enter my euphoria A phobia for fake emcees, they make leave The aura of their presence, its a blessing just to be Around my presence, so tell me where that gift wrap be Rapping all my enemies equally, easy said than done A nigga with an attitude, I'm always into something I know you was feeling my music, cause your head was bumpin So tell you and your homies and your girl to stop fronting man spent a week in the county general population with old criminals and felons around me They're failing to realize the realest mind is my psyche really wanna go with bars, leave you running in Nike Year Of The Pisces, you better be fishing up something new my plan is to wreck minds and get this revenue Get ready, the Reverend is bout to read the sermon Serving up enemies quick, now get to listening and learning

You wake up to a cup of Folgers up in ya mug Mean mugging the whole world, flipping off with that finger up I've been the underdog ever since the beginning I'm beginning to think loosing was the option, never winning Because when you're loosing, your opt to try to do better A young clever, sly, covert brotha that would tether The minds of any emcee that put me under the weather Tryna give me a peace treaty, better call on Coretta *breakdown* You wake up to a cup of Folgers up in ya mug Mean mugging the whole world, flipping off with that finger up I've been the underdog ever since the beginning I'm beginning to think loosing was the option, never winning Because when you're loosing, you're opt to try to do better A young clever, sly, covert brotha that would tether The minds of any emcee that put me under the weather Tryna give me a peace treaty, better call on Coretta Better call on whoever can come and save your life Because tonight I might snap, crack, popple into fight Ain't gone be nice, but really, they told me to nice Like if it was wrong or right, like I was right to be loosing my vice Handle it right, or go left, or say it with your chest Or get dented in like a cleft that shows when he smiling that crest I been on my "A" game, niggas just failed behind In a line full of rappers that happened to waste my time As I fluidly rhyme, with this fluency I'm feeling my relevance increasing, while yours go and decline Don't get mad when you hear that, be aware and just fear that The Dark Knight vigilante is coming to kill bats And bringing back good rap, something you can vibe with Maybe hit the club and get a lil side chick Maybe a shorty you can Bonnie and Clyde with Hitting the bong at a bonfire, a real down chick

[Verse 1] In the brink of time, I break time, homie gimme the shine, I break mines in a pivoted rhyme They tried to detox me, I relapse every time, now sit down while I serenade minds And I'm coming off kind, but In reality, I'm mean with the lines, I swear, killing rappers should be a crime But, they'd give a brotha life, cause I'm right in a wrong world, but its alright Man it's alright, why you gotta be upright? And I believe in self, so I'm putting up a fight And critics wanna talk, but never walked in the shoes Of a brotha like me, so they better have a clue And for those who failed to realize what's real You're looking at it when you see me boi, that's ill And I'ma keep it trill, for the real And my mind tell me that you lack the skill that my mind conceals Hide your feelings, hide your life, cause I'm destroying both of them You better hide your feelings right now, cause killing yours along with the rest of them Obituaries for everyone that's around, to see ya face on the front page like wow Rest in piece, Jah bless the dead, now you can finally hear my fainted sound [Hook] Fainted sound, do you hear me now? I just wanna know could you stop and take a listen? stop and take a listen close This is what I does, and for the world, I'm tryna put a show on With this fainted sound, you just need to let me know (x2) [Verse 2] Never underestimate the underestimated I estimated that my flow contagious, and bars is harder than pavement I was just paving the way for the lames, not the people who take it as games I took the reign and I'm the king, and my face turn to you in disdain Let these thoughts spread like around the black plague, Just another man stuck in the black day Back in the day, I was that one kid, that one kid staring with the blank face But nowadays, nothing changed but the growth mane I control every membrane in my soul mane, so plain, you people are so plain..I'm just laughing I wanna leave these people right in a casket, Lyrically killed, right there, that's tragic Leave em in the past, homie living in the past tense, and don't bother tryna ask me where I got this It's ambition, ambush those who can't flow, And the people who I know I control My sound is my show, and it's righteous tho, my sound flows from both sides of the coast Hide your feelings, hide your life, cause I'm destroying both of them You better hide your feelings right now, cause killing yours along with the rest of them Obituaries for everyone that's around, to see ya face on the front page like wow Rest in piece, Jah bless the dead, now you can finally hear my fainted sound [Hook]

[Intro] Yeah, #3rdPxwer Yo, and can we say still riding in my car, riding in my car (x3) [Verse 1] I seen many faces, everyday, tryna find a place to stay and I found my niche, but living in a ditch, man this really ain't the way but You get it how you live, I live in the past tense of my last fear That's right, living right back in the hood, but I promised not to shed no tear Ohh cry, but I don't show it, cause I might meet my demise Cause a nigga might run up on you quick, only if you're quick to show fear in your eyes This is "SoopaCrzy Technique 101: Rule 1. Don't Pull A Gun" Cause a nigga might pop back, when that do happen, boy you better proceed to run I have witnessed a witness, tryna witness on my old friend I told em "bag back 'for some action might happen, you'll lose like an auction" 4, 5 molotovs I'm tossin, check ya dental cause you might be flossin' ADHD on my torso, with my thoughts in the cloud, this is art I'm talking, wassup [Hook] Werdd, yeah, yeah, yeah (x2) And can we say still riding in my car, riding in my car (x3) [Verse 2] Check this out man, yo Equipped with lyrics, shooting at rappers, hoping they hear it Hoping my lyrics, reaching all 'way to the top, by 2Pac's spirit Is there a heaven for a G? Is there a heaven for me? Are my dreams too far, cause I'm dreaming 'bout living coastal right next to a palm tree? Everything that I do is all me, animosity got me pumped up That's why I mean mug everybody that I see, two middle fingers I put up My attitude changed, and so what? I'ma still go hard like I'm in clutch Hard like I'm in ya broad, that full lust, fatality, nigga I kills ya (ya ya ya) Respect the G, respect my steez, and respect with ease Respect the grind that I'm having B, and respect the fact that I'm doing me cause I'd rather "try" and "lose" than "give up", and I give my all when I wanna give up They pointing out my flaws when I get up, that's why I give no nigga no trust No truth, trust me, when I say that your life is free Cause when ya life ain't right, that's the price that you pay with an minimum fee King George, king me, crown me by the end of this song Cause I'ma be gone, on my own, steady tryna occupy a dead throne [Hook]

[Verse 1] Lack of respect is what these folks lacking today And I'm just racking up respect and then I pack it away This jazz got my head bobbin in a minimum phase Back and then forth, just like a emcee on the stage My lyrical wordplay, make these niggas wanna hate And the ladies say hey, make em wanna fornicate I'm guessing it's safe to say that I'm paving the way For most these young cats rapping around my age And I'm only nineteen, so I have a long way Working all day, I ain't tryna live with no pay Especially in today's economy, mann I ought to be Rapping with no deficits, good economically [Hook: Repeating last bars from verse 1] [Verse 2] Good living, good health, man I can't help If you steady hating on me cause I got this wealth These niggas lowkey espionage, using their stealth Cause I'm the champion defending my championship belt I'm back and back, using my brain, deadly attack And I'm a threat to this nation, cause I'm educated and black Most people wanna hate cause they know I can rap And put that with success, yo I know they'd hate to see that I walk alone in my zone, but I'm walking at home And writing superstitious poems, and then I turn em to songs There ain't a clone, That can clone the things I can do on my own I'm here to persevere myself and leave a mark on this throne So make a way for the great, cause I'm taking this day And claim it as my own, knocking all these dudes to the pave A new flow for the rave, raise your hands and then wave Up and down, side to side, with no rules to abide now that jive [Hook: Repeating last bars from verse 2] [Closing verse] From Cincinnati to Atlanta, yo I'm making it been doing this all on my own, ain't no faking it Got me mistaken, this music, yo I live it Since thirteen, that's a lot of lyrics that I've written these rap niggas kidding, fake lyrics that they spittin Always steady bragging bout a life that they aint living mann, It's just messed up....swear I'm out..

[Verse 1] George Soopacrzy, I'm Soopa, no Lois Lane I stay in my lane, "The Intellectual", that's self proclaimed My mind was Calamity Jane, but physically calling me Django A slave who's pointing these guns, but they wanna run, it takes two to tango I knock some sense up in their heads to make em change To getting these dollars bills of Benjamin's, now tell me who's making it rain yeah I'm full of myself, I mean I'm really feeling myself I mean I'm just a teen, by any means, infatuated with wealth I want the fashion, the high end, or king, just calling me Highness King George, im bringing the force, better back up man or get the Heisman Poser, get closer, red or blue pill, nigga I'm Neo Don't play tricks in my matrix, cause i might go serial And kill all these brothas lyrics bro, doing that really ain't harming me And I don't rap fast, but I rap fast, and I'm still bone thug with this harmony Harmonize, open ya eyes and notice me, or die quick Or die slow, a good way, you die hard on a good day, and all I gotta say is touché [Hook w/ Kenzie FromWelly] We running, we running, we running, we running Chasing an endless dream, hoping we catch it to become something Making no assumptions, cause this music's never promised But I promise, I'mma keep going on, man I'm never stopping (x2) [Verse 2] The only thing I have to fear, is fear itself I'm being myself, by bringing this knowledge, and tryna subsume it into your health You better come welcome it, embrace it, if the shoe fits, then lace it Runaway when you lace it, and race to the finish, finish til you make it See, this far from basic, I'mma keep going til I reach home base man Young star in the making, I made my mind read these animations That gave me the blueprint, the green light, just to go far It golden, so I'mma go hard, while these other dudes, they go soft Young dude, nineteen, black and wild? Most likely But I'm nonchalant, I'm no "Einsteen" And these dudes are squares, I'm an emcee And they envy, anybody with a mic, call my nigga Mike, Tell him kill em on a track please And no athletes, and they mad cause my flow be running fast like a track meet We got these dudes racing for their fate We Nicholas Cage em, cage em in and remove their face Too quick for the track, that DNA can't even trace You wanna attack? I battle rap and spit this mace [KRS-One ending]

Chop chop, when ya hear that I coming harder than erection, betcha feel that I betcha feel the wrath every time I rap I ascend to the top, leaving you bottom of the depth Leave you bottom of the map, in fact right of the earth Even when I'm doing worst, my flow still put in work, My flow still come in first Working all day, making sure that my flow will leave these niggas in hearse Shout out to that nigga curse, Ohio on map We taking rap and bringing it right back And everything I spit is dope, man I spit crack And try to name another skill that I do lack Ain't gone find one, but you might find this track Play it out loud, bop your head forward and back and I'ma power forward on the track She a power trip, saying she in love, Ion love her back so

[Verse 1] I think I think too much, or maybe contemplate About the days when I will be featured on a music page And thats what kills me inside, my personal suicide Like if I make big, will my music die You know nowadays, people infatuated with illuminati So I wouldn't be surprised if they thought that's what had got me But really right now I'm caught up in trying to get some attention Like a reach out, or maybe celebrities on twitter, giving me mentions And I throw in my two cents, these are pennies for thought And I really had thought you had to be known, just to get the attention you sought But it just takes a little fan base, to get your face out there I'm facing myself, cause that's my only fear, and that's quite clear And I might share for one night cause a wise man had told Me to share whatever I wrote, and I took this quote And put it to use, who knew that it would be so useful I'm using my own insight, to fight these feelings that mutual [Hook] We love ourself, we hate ourself, dedicate it to another Intimate relationships that we're keeping undercover Strangers to a homie that you go and call ya brotha Through it all, its still versus self and the one hunna [Verse 2] This is fate vs free will, fake vs what's real Kill them now or be killed, make a move or stand still I push the locomotive to a local crowd who knows it Maybe they know me, but the real me never shows it I was supposed to be the chosen, but i went and mixed components That gave me the power to make these verses, knocking out opponents I'm bringing this total pwnage, if an emcee ever want it They don't want it, no they really don't it, no way or shape or form and Lost in my own thoughts, caught up in the fast life Sworn by the tithe to pay my life and try to live right But I'm living impoverished currently, so is that right Gotta fear for myself every time I'm sleeping at night I'm just another face up in society Blinded by the truth, whose personality lives off modesty Honestly, I've been on my conscious since my first release And ever since my first release, my mind is yet to be leashed [Hook]

[Soopa's Verse] All I know is practice, I wanted to be immaculate, When it came to rapping Perfect your own and make it happen, Why you being stagnant? Start feeling the groove, and make a move, and move up out your past man And only your soul can take the action I got the passion that'll get my adrenaline to pumping When you doing something, these people assume to make assumptions But its really nothing, because its just a piece of life And I can share a slice, or maybe even pass the microphone to my right Right, this is upper echelon, let your mind intertwine With the time that you have, let the time go remind And rewind back in time, to the time it was fine So go lock and load your goals together Throw on your favorite clothes and go outside, enjoy the weather Zero percentage for precipitation, go and participate In the relay race, for this musical fate and make it straight. [Hook: LuiiRuii] Put your mind at ease, and the rest is a breeze Baby we can make it happen, make it happen Put your mind at ease, and the rest is a breeze Baby we can make it happen, make it happen, make it happen [Kenzie FromWelly's verse] [Hook w/ Ending: LuiiRuii]

Everything I did to this point, I hope it was worth it I try to paint a perfect picture, my picture is perfect I often picture myself in XXL mags Or on Stones Throw Records, in the lab, making a track This is visionary, I had never claimed to be cool But contrary to popular belief, so that belief is up to you so what do you choose? Most of us would choose living in vain with a little bit of vanity on the side with our names Kinda farfetched, not really And all you gotta do is take a walk around the city, and you'll get what I'm saying I feel a lot of people ain't on the same level with me That's why I'm by myself whenever I'm making these plans Maybe an introvert? nah But I put in this work for the enjoyment of you, plus I'm tryna get heard Hip hop needs to hear this, cause its more than just words more than a catchy hook, more than nouns and verbs Man this is life, and if its wrong, I don't wanna be right Making these songs from the morning, all the way to the night Yo, never was physical so my only alternative from being ridiculed was to get lyrical My only escape, I feel the days passing by, smoother than letting the beat ride by Like, I'm just waiting on the pain to subside, Boi, I put this over life, I put this over life [Dibia$e interview]