{Skit} talk My mind is so far/ into the fu-tare/ I'm Doctor Spaceman/ I drive a flying car/ I am a shooting star/ I am a comet/ I am sick with lyricism all I ever do is vomit/ Every word, every verb, every adjective/ In this world I'm a squirrel and my cheeks mad big/ It's time to pearl then relax while you breathe that shit/ I choose words abstract cause I'm deep in the game/ Not playin games with my words I'm playin games with your brain/ And if you aint feelin my shit then tell me it's lame/ That just lets me know up front that you don't know what you sayin/ I'm just playin/ You don't have to like what I do, but I do so it's about time I shared it with you/ And you can go ahead and share it with the rest of your crew/ Just tell em this is Max.deciBels he did it for you/ talk You used to know me, we used to be friends/ You got 3 hundred pictures, what you doin in them/ Me, I went to college/ then I moved to Miami/ then I moved to New York/ all with minimal planning/ Did a lot of shit dumb/ but had tons of fun/ and if I could change it all I probly wouldn't change none/ Well/ I guess a lil bit/ but just the little intricate/ details, the big shit good or bad I'll live with it/ Dave 2.0/ I got flow/ You know I always let em know/ that I come from the 'Go/ Ten years on my music it's the one thing I know/ I'm finally givin ya'll an album it feels good don't ya know/ No good/ So hood, I'm not so why lie/ I'm a dope MC and my beats are that fire/ And I wrote many songs in my rhyme lifetime/ Don't know where I'm goin what I'm tryin to find/ Racin time/ on the grind/ tryin to catch up with my mind/ talk

You Probly Never Had One You Probly Never Had One You Probly Never Had One You Probly Never Lemme rhyme on this/ Let me get a lil limon twist/ For my beer/ ya'll see here/ I love lamp, my dog, scotch and kisses/ From the girls/ Dirty Diana, You Rock My World/ I like how you rock them pearls/ And I like - your - boots/ But I bet baby you'd look better in your birthday suit/ I wrote it slow to make sure all the words compute/ Listen while I'm speakin/ Call me Bishop when I'm preachin/ Look I don't give a fuck about you, Rahiem and Steel/ The difference is I love myself/ I'm up on the top shelf/ While you're steady bottom of the well, Oh well/ Everybody run and go tell/ How he spit it so well/ he spit- Hellfire, holy water/ NYC lock up your daugthers/ You Probly Never Had One You Probly Never Had One You Probly Never Had One You Probly Never I am Hungry like a hippo/ Sneaky like a tip-toe/ When I was a youngin I bumped my head, gimme mo like flip-mode/ You stuck in bitch-mode, I'm so cool/ I make good movies and good music, like I'm Soulfood/ I got a sweatshirt with a hat attached/ It's so hooood/ I am the best flirt when I tap that ass/ It's so gooood/ I am an expert at any task/ I put my brain toooo/ And any beat that you blast/ I could spit right thruu-it/ I have an excellent idea, let's change subject/ I ask Why is a raven like a writing desk?/ I stack rhymes like it's Jenga bout as high as jets/ My last line's been stated, it's not none left/ Ya see You Probly Never Had One You Probly Never Had One You Probly Never Had One You Probly Never

(CRAVE) Given the spark the beat ignites like trees in the park. It lives in my heart always, when I was a kid it brought light to the darkest hallways. Where ever I been. I take pride in the fight that I'm in. let it begin to take control of the life that I lead, sights that I seen I'm all out or all in. I'd do the same given the same chances again, then you'd have to tear an artery just to get it outta me. Even a drop is more than you should keep I need it more than blood or sleep some other peeps can go a week, but I would wail and weep if you treated me so bleak, fiendish in my accord, I saw it out like swords, Zorro never saw it come'n. We hit the ground run'n streets over like Ford. The Score was blow'n up. Our music struck a chord, my brother had a forum, we spit our lyrics for him. Esther got record'n -time went by, he left Chi. I write him poems. Know'n someday he'll be enjoy'n The Chi-Town Home Coming. (CRAVE) We do it for the nation We the greatest, the Hip Hop Nation Here come the Haitians No more waitin, procrastinatin We the Greatest (Max.deciBels) I had to did it/ get out, break, go get it/ always thinkin every minute/ did I make the right decisions/ I was straight Illin/ the chillin felt like a prison/ took a road mission/ same feelings but now missin/ in action/ No pictures, just the captions/ I can't get no satisfaction/ Been slippin on my fashion/ goin back like wack traction/ all my math is subtraction and fractions/ Where you been at man? In my house/ I leak less loot if I don't go out/ And the cops love to get me man my lucks run out/ I guess I got enough blessings with the way I spout/ all my lyrical intestines, you can stretch em out/ Halfway to the moon and back/ Sit back and just picture that/ Native peoples with a knife in their back/ Can you picture that?/ Runnin backwards still in front of the pack/ Can you picture that?/ Klan member with a hole in his back/ Can you picture that?/ Well my brother man/ that brother can/ he painted it out/ And I can make a cold track to make your goosebumps jump out/ And uh KOAP will spit it fast make your pulse jump out/ Or Rockwell's what he goes by now in his house/ is where we record all this for down South/ Or up North everywhere out East and out West/ We the Greatest/ (CRAVE) We do it for the nation We the greatest, the Hip Hop Nation Here come the Haitians No more waitin, procrastinatin We the Greatest (Iowa Rockwell) Meet the youngest now 25 years hell if I care its my Golden and I'm hailing from the Go-Town Where bust-downs go down Triz-Nathaniel to you We do it so wild I came back to the mic I had to have it Took a couple years off but I'm back at it like an addict So habitual Like an ancient voodoo ritual Brujeria Venga Mira meetings with the Spiritual I rush ya body 3 amigos out to crush ur party Rockwell, deciBels, CRAVE barely getting started I love my Black Eyed Peas but I can't Get Retarded Ur way too intense breathe a little softer Chi-town Homecoming hit a little harder Right now my father's gone but my family's stronger Than we ever been Act like gentleman But if u piss one of us off catch a reprimanding If u ain't understanding what I'm saying Catch the Top 10 ESPN replay when We'll be sitting #1 on the charts 3 flows, 3 bulls-eyes slinging them darts Right thru ya heart I know its hard how we breaking them off It's like a spark in the dark Bringin light thru the stars It's kinda hard but u see us thru the mist and the fog I can tell u kinda scared Shook, shivering hard (CRAVE) We do it for the nation We the greatest, the Hip Hop Nation Here come the Haitians No more waitin, procrastinatin We the Greatest We do it for the nation We the greatest, the Hip Hop Nation Here come the Haitians No more waitin, procrastinatin We the Greatest

34-34 cut and sew, Marc Ecko/ My belt fits loose, my pants start high but then they get low/ Nike Dunk sneakers man cover my feet/ it's like I'm dunkin in your face when I jump on these beats/ And on my torso/ more-so/ likely than no/ I show a T so bright you would swear that it glows/ Like Rudolph's nose/ or fresh pedicured toes/ I watch color television, black and white is so old/ I bag different color girls like skittles, taste the rainbow/ If I had buckets full of dough I still would not make rain flow/ I suppose/ you been told/ It aint trickin if you got it/ I'd rather stack like Scrooge McDuck and then back float on top it/ Fuck it change the topic yo I'm bringin skill back/ I rock bomb shit/ like I know how to pronounce Iraq/ Barack Obama-ish because I'm Black, but more than Black/ I'm also half amazing bitch, and that is fucking that! Turn the page Hey Hey Turn The Page Muthafucka Turn The Page Hey, Hey Turn The Page Muthafucka Turn The Page Hey, Hey Turn The Page Hey, Hey Turn The Page Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey No one walkin up this block has got a swagger like me/ I puff out my chest and I kick up my knees/ I swing my arms real high, and throw my head way back/ Coming soon to your hood like 1987 crack/ 86 your main dish, this shit right here's a big snack/ I gets deep up in the box, like the prize in Cracker Jacks/ Sit back, just relax/ my tracks be changin facts/ They called me Calvin Klein the Beatle - when I went to the past/ I got some records but no needle - and I'm itchin to scratch/ I spit shit colder than the snow, but beats is hot like a match/ And FYI the names Max, T.T.Y.N. don't come back/ You talkin to me? OMG, please don't get slapped/ I'm tryin to see, where I'm at on CNN's magic map/ Red and blue's yesterdays news, the whole country went black/ And now I'm back to rock the mic again/ I'm bout to rock it right again/ It's been a while since I been back on Earth lemme breathe that oxygen The page Hey Hey The Page Muthafucka Turn The Page Hey, Hey Turn The Page Muthafucka Turn to CRAVE Hey, Hey CRAVE Hey, Hey CRAVE Turn The Page Hey (CRAVE) Time stops for no one, but wait hold up/ It's so depressing almost gave up/ hope/ the next day was my antidote/ It's no elections but you still must vote/ It's dumb laws tryin to stop my voice/ tell you a secret if you come real close/ All You Need Is Love, the rest are flows/ Come Together now we are the future/ suit yourself you stuck on old shit/ Focus/ this is bigger than you Fogle, I mean McLovin/ This is excellence/ selected topics with relevance/ and delivery to revel in/ it's revelations in my poems takin you to hell and back like you sell a sack/ and do 25 stacks for it/ or sell a million in pensions and never pay it back/ If Uncle Sam was Black things would be different/ at best she'd be my Aunt Samantha/ Big Brother's on the cameras/ They killin all the Panthers/ but hoodrats is grandma's now so nothin really matters/ Turn the page Hey Hey Turn The Page Muthafucka Turn The Page Hey, Hey Turn The Page Muthafucka Turn The Page Hey, Hey Turn The Page Hey, Hey Turn The Page {CRAVE: Sinister laughing)

I'm from the Chi bitch/ Moved out to Miami now I'm livin in NY bitch I'm from the Chi bitch/ Moved out to Miami now I'm livin in NY bitch She wants me to [Take me high, take me higher] She told me to [Take me high, take me higher] She wants me to [Take me high, take me higher] "Yo Disco Girlfriend, I can take you higher, but I'ma need for you to" {SWITCH UP} UUUUHHH/GET EMMMM I know you didn't see that comin/ like I'm M. Night/ Writin a movie bout beats that's bumpin/ and my pen writes/ Lightnin that's movin like Wheezie's husband/ to the East Side/ Best believe the neighbors know I'm comin/ I'm a Beast right?/ Runnin a Gambit, don't tell me nothin/ I can recite/ albums front to back, back to frontin/ I make keys fly/ Go to my truck and gets to dumpin/ That's a bleached lie/ I don't mess with drugs let's just be blunt man UUUHHH/GET EMMM I am the best you never heard of, hear me prove that/ Murda me a new jack/ Been doin this since way back/ Flippin my words like Pat Sajak/ and Vanna White/ I spit banana like/ A bunch of letters in a bunch, they never soft but always ripe/ Be like Mike/ Take Flight/ I'm outta sight/ Dy-no-mite/ Yes I'm tight, I'm cold, my shit be bangin out the box/ [Listen to the bass-line drop/ LLLLLLListen to the bass-line drop] Hear the beat change/ Disco Girlfriend outta Michigan, that's who made the beat bang/ I need a Sweet Thang/ I'm a Ladies Man, yes, yes, Courvoisier is the drink man/ Let me teach thangs/ This is a house of learn-ed doctors, I speak you repeat me/ I'm a mix of the future, the past, and It Aint Nothin But A G Thang/ -Max D, They Just Don't Know How Cold You Are- Colder than cryogenics/ like fifty below infinite/ -Max D, They Still Don't Know How Cold You Are, Even Though You Just Let Em Know They'll Never Know- -There's Just No Code For How Cold You Are- No you can't decipher it/ and surely you can't cypher him/ -Max D, They Just Can't Hold What Flow You Are- I got different ways I spit/ Thanks to the different places I lived/ I'm from the Chi bitch/ Moved out to Miami now I'm livin in NY bitch I'm from the Chi bitch/ Moved out to Miami now I'm livin in NY bitch She wants me to [Take me high, take me higher] She told me to [Take me high, take me higher] She wants me to [Take me high, take me higher] "Higher? Yo I'll take you higher but I need for you to" {SWITCH UP} UUUUHHH/GET EMMMM This time you knew that it was comin/ Young T's the fire marshall, but let me tell you somethin/ This beat is too hot, it's on fire man dammit/ This beat is half mechanic/ half from another planet/ And I got it via satellite/ so I gotta get it right buddy/ Call me Steel cause I'm funny, not chubby/ And I'm drinkin somethin bubbly/ And it got you lookin lovely/ We could leave right now, but the problem is by the mornin you gon love me/ UUUUHHH/GET EMMMM Wretch aroun an recth if off/ I'm a king, call me Michael, call me Kong, call me Bron/ They say [you] sing?, No I spit like I've always got a cough/ Let me clear my fuckin throat/ Let me tell you who's the boss, it was Sam/ Kick it! You don't understand/ I aint scared of you muthafuckas, this is all part of my plan/ I love it when they come together/ there's nothin I do better/ than change a flow from hot to cold like that Chicago weather/ Ha ha, that's clever/ You know that I never/ knew you could spit like this, this is good, you are much better/ than I expectered/ or I mean expected/ Well Thanks that's how I roll now on to some tougher questions/ -Max D, They Just Don't Know How Cold You Are- Colder than cryogenics/ like fifty below infinite/ -Max D, They Still Don't Know How Cold You Are, Even Though You Just Let Em Know They'll Never Know- -There's Just No Code For How Cold You Are- No you can't decipher it/ and surely you can't cypher him/ -Max D, They Just Can't Hold What Flow You Are- I got different ways I spit/ Thanks to the different places I lived/ I'm from the Chi bitch/ Moved out to Miami now I'm livin in NY bitch I'm from the Chi bitch/ Moved out to Miami now I'm livin in NY bitch She wants me to [Take me high, take me higher] She told me to [Take me high, take me higher] She wants me to [Take me high, take me higher] {SWITCH UP}

(SUPERTOY) See me in that, see me in that LV briefcase/ Smell me Yves Saint/ Who the illest Teas. [you] Can't/ tell me he aint/ I'm about to shine like W-E-T paint/ Fuckin to that T-Pain/ She like it reverse cow-girl so it seems. Aint/ that about nothin/ Boppers goin crazy like, where the hell he come from/ Now they frame of reference encapsulates my circumference/ and they can say they met him before he was on that Puff shit/ I'm just playin baby, probly never goin corporate/ I do bigger shit on small scales anamorphic/ They fadin out the portrait/ I'm playin from the heart/ If I bumped my head like Marty McFly, my momma would call me Marc/ or maybe Ralph/ I see that cleavage peekin thru your v-neck take em out/ I could be your Trophy Husband baby you can take me out/ Changin Of The Guards, Panther - classic/ When SUPERTOY shoot he put the biscuit in the basket/ So let's umm, Turn The Page cause umm, I am, I am/ Fresher than your freshest look book/ flavor like a cook book/ Pretty Young Thing, we The Kings they are just rooks/ Hate to see you leave, love to watch you walk away/ Let's go Back To The Future, forget about the past/ Turn The Page, Let's Turn The Page Baby Girl Turn The Page, Let's Turn The Page Baby Girl (Max.deciBels) Hi I'm Marty McFly/ I've come back from the future I'm here to tell you no lies/ That Max.deciBels and SUPERTOY shit is still fly/ Your kid's kids play it on their micro-iPod's/ like oh my God/ I can't believe that Grandma and Grampa was tough/ they was listening before Max Deezy ever blew up/ And what the fuck is people waitin for?/ I got them cd's you need so please go ahead turn off your radio/ We the best yes - The rest aint even kinda raw/ We the best dressed - impress knockin designers off/ invest less - never the less fresh, and never not/ I moved from Chicago to Miami, my music is cold as well as hot/ but I moved up from the bottom-the bottom the dirty dirty South/ The Chi I aint forgot it, I got it on my back across/ The world I had to get it embedded so everybody's down/ Plug your head-phones to my heart and this is how it sounds/ Yeah this is how it sounds And this is how it sounds (freestyle) When you come around/ you are in a danger zoun/ danger zone/ You don't even understand, the Chi's my home/ Born and raised baby/ moved out but maybe/ I'll go back sooner, maybe go back latey/ or later/ You don't get it I'm a skater/ I skate all on over beats and I do 360 air's/ I don't care/ yeah/ Yeeaahh/ I don't give a fuck yeah I'm standing right here/ Lettin it go lettin it flow on my 1st shit/ you don't know I been doin this for like 10 years bitch/ but it's about that time/ that I organized the rhymes/ and put em all together made em stand on fuckin line/ like 1 thru 11/ this shit is fuckin heaven/ Back To The Future fuckin 7/ yeah man/ This is how I do this/ Max Deezy truest/ that you ever heard of/ take a beat murda/ that muthafucka down/ my sound is so profound/ yeah when I come around with The Underground/ naw, sometimes I spit it slow and spit that old shit/ that's all up in my head since I was a little kid/ cause I been doin this my whole life/ do it right/ it be pumpin through my veins all at night/ I write/ When I wake up in the morning got an album for your ass/ and you never heard no shit like this/ I pass the class/ any class you put me in/ I win/ I'm the greatest/ I'm the best, best you never heard of this my fuckin latest/ I'm out

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(Max.deciBels) I am the butcher, the baker, the candle layer/ fish fillet-er/ Still not a player/ Though I crush a lot/ you'll bust a lot/ 2nd down I call Blitz and rush the spot/ I wanna kiss you on the lips that blush a lot/ Like a sour patch kid girl I can be sweet or not/ Dependin how late I'm eatin/ I might go gremlin on that Stripe and give that Mogwi a beatin/ So soft and furry/ don't worry/ no need to hurry/ We got hours til the sun comes back/ Austin Powers, no pump that's not my bag/ I'm a grown ass man, aint gotta ask my dad if/ I wanna spend the night/ Girl lemme do ya right/ Aint cha neva heard that album? Cupid, he don't ever lie/ Come See Me for some Pleasure And Pain girl/ Call My Name/ We Can Do It Anywhere, yeah I want some Peaches and Cream/ I'm Bad in the bed/ Don't Throw It All Away baby this is what I said/ I Ordered For Her, Yellow Lobster, Pink Champagne/ And Then We Had Good Conversation, She Got Brain/ And When The Waiter Took That Check, I Told Him Keep That Change/ The Devil Said, "Go For It" Jesus, He Got Game Let Me Bang Let Me Bang Let Me Bang Let Me Bang Let Me (Iowa Rockwell) Sippin from my custom made flute/ you so cute/ Pretty brown eyes, do you have a clue/ what you do/ When you walk by all the people stop in amazement/ Feelin on yo booty while Kel's 12 Play's playin/ First we start to Bump And Grind/ Then we Go Real Slow/ Keep in Rhythm while you Dip then Wind Down Low/ You Remind Me Of My Jeep/ I just wanna take a ride/ Let me help you with that dress girl the zipper's on the side/ Keep your heels on when we fuckin, that's a good look/ You might've read about me as an angel in the good book/ Cleanin while you cook I want a taste, let me break you/ off a piece of this mandigo law, I will make you/ Cum like you aint never came/ Scream like you aint never screamed/ Between the sheets you call me your Big Bear, cause I be Doin Thangs/ I Ordered For Her, Yellow Lobster, Pink Champagne/ And Then We Had Good Conversation, She Got Brain/ And When The Waiter Took The Check, I Told Him Keep That Change/ The Devil Said, "Go For It" Jesus, He Got Game Let Me Bang Let Me Bang Let Me Bang Let Me Bang I Ordered For Her, Yellow Lobster, Pink Champagne/ And Then We Had Good Conversation, She Got Brain/ And When The Waiter Took The Check, I Told Him Keep That Change/ The Devil Said, "Go For It" Jesus, He Got Game Let Me Bang Let Me Bang Let Me Bang Let Me Bang Let Me

Well who are you, who are you, who are you (uh) Well who are you, who are you, who are you (I be the Gooch) Well who are you, who are you, who are you (I be the Gooch) Well who are you, who are you, who are you My Name Is Inigo Montoya, You Killed My Father, Prepare To Die My Name Is Inigo Montoya, You Killed My Father, Prepare To Die My Name Is Inigo Montoya, You Killed My Father, Prepare To Die My Name Is Inigo Montoya, You Killed My Father, Prepare To Die I lost 2 fights in my life, once to the Man With 6 Fingers once to the Man in the Black Mask/ I'll never lose again, and when I catch that Man With 6 Fingers I'ma put that chump on his ass/ I'm the best at what I do/ Much better than you/ And when you take offense to that that's why I'm bettin it's true/ I'm medicine dude/ Smash me up and mix me with food/ You been mostly dead all day take an hour or 2/ Before you, step up/ I'll fuckin wreck your rep up/ Look ma! - I can knock him out with no hands/ from just the neck up/ Ketchup, mustard and mayo, those are condiments/ Max.deciBels on the beats and rhymes is dominance/ Forgive me I been yawnin since/ I'm smarter than a school of fish/ you're a ra-tard, you try hard/ but you could never spit like this/ Yo you are a witness/ and you witness my distance/ from the rest of the crowd/ They aint even loud, and me, I'm Max.deciBels/ My flows fuckin incredible/ All my beats are edible/ My house is on a pedastal/ And there's no way that ever you/ could be as nice as me/ easily/ Max D/ Takes the cake/ Winnin races runnin muthafuckin backwards/ I'm a serial killer I murder and I eat a wack rapper/ My Name Is Inigo Montoya, You Killed My Father, Prepare To Die My Name Is Inigo Montoya, You Killed My Father, Prepare To Die My Name Is Inigo Montoya, You Killed My Father, Prepare To Die My Name Is Inigo Montoya, You Killed My Father, Prepare To Die Now who are you, who are you, who are you (uh) Well who are you, who are you, who are you Well who are you, who are you, who are you (uh) Well who are you, who are you, who are you

{Skit} {Talk} Everybody knows, aint nobody gonna be here forever, there's a limit/ You only get one life to live, so my advice to you is gon head and live it/ I don't really know where what I'm sayin comes from at all, I just say it/ I just love makin beats and songs and rhymin, so thanks, thanks a lot all my friends if ya play it/ I wanna fly in the water, wanna swim in the air/ I want a cute lil daughter with some braids in her hair/ I wanna road-trip the country, go diamond hunting/ I wanna dunk again I need to do some rope jumping/ I wanna jump from a plane/ I wanna sing, Take Me Out To The Ball Game at a Cubs game/ I wanna play in the NBA/ I wanna say that I had a great day/ and mean what I say/ {Talk} I wanna be the best/ I want you to be impressed/ by the talents I posses/ I wanna put em on display/ I want you to put em on your playlist for your average day/ I wanna sound like the sound of a dove crying/ I wanna drown in your love and get to multiplying/ Give my future daughter some brothers/ I wanna meet their mother/ I wanna remix a classic into a classic like Deep Cover/ I wanna still love H.E.R./ I wanna visit the moon/ on a rocket a rocket, I'll be coming back soon/ I wanna bottomless pocket, always full of doubloons/ I wanna make my family proud/ Play my music loud/ Buy a gallon full of passion and use it to paint a cloud/ I wanna meet the whole world and tell the world I love it/ I want my cup to overflow, but clean up?/ Nah, fuck it/ I'll kick the bucket/ {Talk}