EnterSextions (The Warm Up) (K. Moore, S. Visionz) #1 NO homo- stays on Top Killing all the bottoms, you wet get a mop It’s about to be some hurt feelings why not You playing with the right homeboy get dropped For less than a penny Someone gassed you and passed the Henny My flow is aplenty, Bountiful artist, you and your crew was spitting garbage Till I came on the scene and showed you what “hard” is, Gnarly, zero in on you like a target I was waiting at the finish line you was starting Queefin on site, I repeat beg pardon? Wanna be on my team? Study all my moves? Practice my mojo, train how I do? This thing called Hip Hop, man I;m a tool That’ll fix this game , I RAP, I RULE!!! Chorus: You rockin with the best and There aint no second guessing, It’s time to learn a lesson Welcome to my EnterSextion… (repeat 4x) #2 I guess I’m "back" like white girls You call em naps, I call em tight curls Loose cannon abandon a tight world, Screw dancing, romancing a tight “twirl” And if you don’t know the meaning, Check the glossary I won’t be repeating Side track the minds that keep re-tweeting, Find that the fine cats, get the beating We ain’t from the same place, keep deceiving Looks aint what they seem, what are you believing? A buncha overgrown adoptees they teething, Biting me on my rhyme and sometimes my pee pee I hit em with the ill shit weekly, EF Hutton type a shit When Im speaking, Watch the bass hit, I’m the shit when peaking, God with the flow you lil ni*** can be king…. (Chorus x4) Fade

Take a Look (K. Moore, R. Watson) #1 Crossed up Put the GPS on a lost fuck Bring it to the house get tossed up Thongs in my mouth I'm flossed up Get it? My pimp sauce is nutz, Runnin money clips I’m boss bucks Cough – pause – Kanye shrug Lost – cause – Ya’ll aint thugs Look at the world it’s a new day cuz Can’t judge penguins by who they love Give a fuck but we all keep crossing Driving mad reckless Ryan Gosling Better call Geico, Bi-cycle Frank Ocean, George Michael, Might bring it to the ‘phobes with a pipe tho See I don’t play around no Tyco Toy car, my bars get trifle, Got ya lil hype man loading up the rifle I'm a Rudeboy, you an impolite hoe Lexicon flexible hit em with the right flow Look at The World and I know, this aint Midterms its finals My headline smash yo side show. Some rap but I tap spinals Hook It’s a brand new day, that dude spit and he gay Can’t stand, give a damn what he say It just ain’t right But I don’t give a fuck ‘bout You or your crew, yuckmouth You a waste of space so face the fight of your life Chorus: Fuck a hater, smarter than a phone I keep the paper, in a tight trail And count it later, check your behavior Take a look, I’m an open book. #2 The return of the Man-A-Saurus Rex A hole is a hole, sex is just sex Not that easy believe me it gets More complicated, shoulda masturbated Had a V8 rolled a tree and got faded Instead you were lookin like a snack and got Plated Wash em all down with a bubble tea, I live in a dog house, you could never trouble me Got milk on ya breath But you sonin’ me? Talk shit behind me, not in front of me? I see you pimpin, some hater musta came through killed ya vision Get over it! Your Christ has risen, Still can’t convince you that life ain’t prison Live a little, try a new position Do it while you standing, do it while you sitting I deal with a cold hand, you need mittens Eating dirty pussy, but you can’t stand chitlins??? Sounds like a slight contradiction I'mma let you work that out then I’ll listen In the meantime, imam have to twist them Fatties by the ounce till my fingertips stickin Dudes try bully me and turn to a victim Addressing all the haters, envelope lickin. (Bridge) (Chorus)

No Strings Attached (N.S.A.) (K.Moore, B. Montgomery) 1 Cruising online, fills a void in time Reminding me of what I can’t have, and why try? To make sense of us, so damn presumptuous E-Class attitudes, riding on a city bus, Random pics of swollen dicks, armpits, shit, plus A rotating demonstration on, why I shouldn’t trust Internal homophobia, mutating man lust Party with the coke and meth Chill out with the cannibus Racism, recollected, color complexes Prejudice gays with bogus reasons to be selective High faluttin’ fashionistas, sewer line of credit Big headed, pretty twinks, pass easy as anoerexics Hopeless romantics, bludgeoned by hoe antics Fukk em with slow hands, and then shove in a door jam Befriend or floor him? I wink to explore then Show you my private pics, you worship public dicks 3 out 5 are sick inside their psyche, they won’t like me… Chorus They’re out for blood They’ll take your heart Your mind and your pride Blow it a part Give shit to flies Give honey to bees Give Life to the dead Give man his strings Give me a sign Give him a choice, Give death to the careless And give breath to a voice Bring light to dark Bring me a chance Keep the strings, Just need a friend. 2 I’m too honest, I’m too clear Damn that prick that drove me here Only place to be a “queer” Or find some rear that’s far or near They move and they talk like puppets Yet they swear they’re real men Modern day Pinnochios, Claim they’ll never lie again L.O.L. you cry again They log off, you die within Leviathan, a Tired grin Choke me, spank me, Plier bend Piss all over, call me rover Blow me like a general motor Call ya homeboy, he can record us, Smoke a quarter, Favorite porn on- Repeat, skeet skeet Corner of ya cornea Sticks and stones turn bones into Road warriors Vessels pop, blood shooting from Urethras Life’s a teacher And a bitch If you fuck her over as if you don’t need her – Don’t know why I still believe That we can grow beyond our stupid Spoiled narcissistic abuse, Shallow boobs Crude foolish little tools, whose the rudest? Know matter how rich you do it- Still ya gotta remember To take ya pill around 2… Ooooooooh… (Chorus 2x)

Like A Virgin (K. Moore, E. Vazquez) Verse 1 Everyone is doing it Icky sticky goo-in it, Sneak em in ya room and shit. Ruin it When you walk away I start boo hoo-in tits She was my first wish Lil Kaoz knew, a persistent attitude from females was “damn who is this? Fat lil corny n***” That’s their loss, I’m cool as shit Suddenly my biggest crush was feeling em the same just One small problem Am I top or am I bottom yo… Chorus I know I seem anxious, a tad bit nervous I’ll follow your lead, you know I’m just a virgin You can me Fonsworth and I’m at your service I’ll follow your lead, Man you know I’m just a Virgin You can be my doctor, the call is mad urgent I’ll follow your lead, You know I’m just a Virgin Yo, you know I’m just a virgin Yo, you know I’m just a virgin. Verse 2 Untouched, Virginity, some such First time our tongues clutched Only one of us bust I don’t mind, first memory of you was from behind Creepin through the school halls Bad case of blue balls You was the rude boi Transfer student I Closeted my swizzle stick Had to stay prudent a – Tricky mission, Mixleplick Superman pursued it but Fukking with that dude Lexx, Man I’m ‘bout to lose it “It” being purity, my impulses were rearing me Steering me All my clear-headed queerness, times infinity Here’s a good analogy: TV dinner – No Pokes In the plastic film, Man this hormone shit is no joke. 15 yrs old before the coke And before the smoke Chris Bender, Tone Loc, Crips, Bloods, Vice, Folks Aiight folks, This is not the end, it’s beginning Here’s my serenade to sinning Fuck Charlie Sheen, I’m WINNING!!! (chorus) Verse 3 In the hood little dudes told all the tallest tales Swear the shit was mad truth But , who am I to tell? Every young man was dreaming of the cunt hand Coochie linger on the finger, swipe it ‘cross the nose of friends Everyone, had a piece of puss By the age of 10 Except me, so I felt a brotha Had to get it in like Mr. Marcus, and the ten chick gang bang Fish may float your boat But for me “it’s a man thaaaaaaaang” (Chorus 1x and out)

Jive Talk (K. Moore, E. Vasquez) #1 I’m just a human being, With a human lust, lemme do my thing Lemme keep my place, when in Rome do it Set up the webcam show the whole Unit Listen terdface, I fukk on the first date I know, it gets worse wait, I throw dirt on 3rd base I don’t try to steal home Rock hard feel foam, wettin up the dancefloor, What you wearing pants for… I like em scant tho, taudry tit-a-licious Tapping at your tonsils while I do my dishes I keep a small bed, no overnights B**** So don’t ask me, just shake ya backseat. Chorus: Baby you got me scheming Ooh you got me feening Got me robbin and stealing For your love, you all I think of Boo you got me leaning Like I’m on the ambien U gotta let me in Give it up It’s fine get nutz… #2 Gag reflex, handcuffs rough sex T bags- Latex, absent on some sets Yea I know better, control my hole wetter Call it penis power, makes the meanest cower Turns trees to flowers, seeds be devoured Like its my last meal, death row 11th hour No Suge Knight But I like to bully, back you in a corner, Submit fully Wear out my inseam this pimping be crippling Your B*** thing be dipping out the back With this team Yea initiation, it’s time to get christened, Already know it’s a matter of days, we all hitting All aboard the amtrack caboose is ransacked Perfect timing like we sat around and planned that Bad Girls Club, or Live BGC From the neck down, you ain’t seeing me (get it?) Chorus #3 Now that’s an inside chuckle, Cream filled Ki Ki Just ya effin luck so, Notched up knuckles, teethprints on my knuckles Hickies on my nuts so, indicative of a struggle. Get sick of all the low key hoes all in a huddle Just last week, I had a wet dream about my cuzzo I know that sounds pervish, wish I woulda serviced Homie at the family reunion, huh, I’m foolin I don’t bicker with dudes, that’s the rule and Whats the effin verdict sourkraut for your Rueben? Does it really matter to anyone who I’m screwing? I don’t think it does, do you…

Mary Jane (Eyem N Luv) (K. Moore, E. Vasquez) I’m in love with Mary J, in a REAL way ALL that I can Say, is, You Remind me, everyday Can’t live without you, your clouds Bring ME Joy I’m Goin Down with EVERything, Love don’t live here no more… Family affairs Blowing chronic in the air I bring you near when My Life ain’t fair This is my Testimony, lend me ya ear There’s NO More Drama I know no fear, There is no competition, I trust No One Else But me, to Be Happy, You’re All I Need- delf It’s just me, dolo, I’m The One, Love With-Out a Limit, Keep Ya head to the sun At First Sight, Mary J own the night, Simp and plain she can change the rain in Spain to light Not Gon cry over those mistakes of mine I’mma stay intertwined with the game gimme mine…right. (Chorus) And Imma blow one for Mary… I’m In Love with Mary Jane… She helps me maintain…. She’ll never leave me man…. (bring it back) 1st Verse Repeat (Chorus) 2nd Verse How can I love myself If I really can’t, make myself some bank Stay the fuck from crank, walk a plank Hank I spark the stank dank, emcees lame anchors Exposed chancres, broke out the box type wangstas Prankstas, thanks Cuz!

High As Eva (Feat. Quentin Adams) (K.Moore, J.Young) #1 I’m puffin on the gateway, mistake Say-What? It’s a double play Same result insanity. Can I stay? Can it be? Never ever Ran away. Bonnie/Clyde, Nicki/Wayne Swizz/Keys, Bey & Jay Pre-dictable, it’s a “no strings” ritual Habitual, try something new, dif’rent flow Sounds nice, say it twice – still it’s hella difficult Keep the smoke & dick inside our throats Reciprocals. Equal signs, months turn to years Time and people flying, through the cosmos Keep you and my God close, I submit Bloodline open up to this, harder dose It’s the art of sexual warfare, my arsenal. Afraid of being hurt but, healing Kinda sorta slow Fuck my ego, I don’t listen To them needy hoes You my little secret tho, Xscape with the Optimo Clothing optional, When you leave out, just lock the door. CHORUS Me and You high az eva/ All we do, smoke together After That, sad to say, Sorta like the smoke How you fade away (repeat) #2 Me and you a tragedy, Making of a casualty Rock me till I fall asleep, teary Wash away the weak Hoppin fences, it’s relentless Round and round insane and senseless Gamble like I’m playing instants You infect my main defenses I’d do anything if we were kings and they were princes Your royal penis is clean, squeaky if ya listen I am not your babysitter, nor am I An obstetrician Random tricks they play their part But G’s like you, play position I keep losing my religion, when you touch my piston You tease me with your lips, in my lap While I’m twistin' Ball bats, Got nothing but time, like a Mallratt Most these cats be lying on their dicks they need to Fall back Saw it coming long time ago, but ya never know Truly what the universe and all that spacey shit’ll hold So we hold each other Funny how we know each other Inside, and back again My poisonous crack binge. (CHORUS) Bridge: They try to make me go to rehab. I don’t need a cure I just need some knee pads Re-Hash – Smoking Ghost roaches From the Weed Past. (repeat) Vamp: Fear of commitment, jealousy, resentment Law & Order, Private Practice, You’re my co-defendant Pendant, no one holds the title No survival Of the fittest, If ya wanna live, then you gotta learn ya limits. Losing at the scrimmage, simple pimples Blemish. I need a percentage. I’m tired of being bled dry When the love has ended. Maybe it’s the Pandemic, Bringing forth our finish, Infinite.

If U Can (Catch Me) Feat Facey (K. Moore, G. Keaton) #1 - Facey I never thought it’d end this way, The fact that you can come and blow my mind 1 more time. Remember what you used to say? Baby, you can have it your way All night. When we were alright Then up comes the sunrise And that’s when you told me I’m always on your mind And we would always be… I never knew U Would do this to me. Chorus So catch me if you can, I cannot pretend That we can just be friends, let’s do it again Catch me if U can, I cannot pretend That we can just be friends, let’s do it again. #2 Rap – Kaoz U be on my mind/ yea I know it’s sexy time, Babe, you know you were a dime, BUT, Kaoz , bout a dolla holla Back if U can, big ups to your man I ain’t gonna tell em that you want another chance Hit the bedroom with a 3 legged dance Till ya knees get weak, and ya Can’t feel your hands… I loved U but U ran To X Tube friends and webcams U ain’t gotta worry baby, I won’t tell ya man That his new girlfriend, is my #1 fan! Enough about him, see U blush when I grin. Some things don’t change. Let me cop them brains! Head of the class, star sticker by your name, U know how I rock, When I cum, IT RAINS! Just for the night let’s gaze, Up in the stars so far our names Shine where they are written, who are we kidding? Sex like solar flares, NO bullshittin’! Instead of shacking up with the scrubs and the pigeons Call animal control then pay me a visit Ripe for the picking, bust down sickenin! One more night with my SuperHead Vixen!! (Chorus) 2x STOP BUMPIN THE TABLE!!! Vamp: One time for the sex man, Two times for the ex man, Three times for the next man, And 4 times for the BEST man (repeat)

McLovin (K.Moore, Waynestarr) #1 Big deal, dig the feel 100 percent beef sitting on a hill Special sauce, respect ya boss Call me Rick Ross with severe weight loss Toss a couple pallets I jack off on any ballad I got hammers, emcee mallet I go Ceasar for a salad Shallots croutons, you ball hard on groupon Your heat dry like Tuscon, my flavor no Pupon I’m a good time, I’m a great taste, An even better look, not talkin Seal face Heidi Klum ya dig, I exhume the pigs Hot hot cakes and fake butter, Orange juice for you to swig Feel the acid turn to gas within your abdomen and ass Make a splash your, shit shit talk is cash in Greece, cheese is extra, couple onions for the texture Lettuce and those crunchy pickles I just spit Lyrical missiles Vicious officially, twisted your ish will be Delete your history and murder inconsistencies My visceral epiphany Climaxing like a symphony Rising , falling, amputating all limbs I don’t need a tourniquet I Let it bleed or burn the bitch Tyler better learn a bitch To get it right or eat dick Pop off it’s your turn to spit no idea who you working with Don’t worry you done earned a swift kick To ya dirty lip. Bridge: I’mma do this one for Grimace Taking over franchise, value sized man fry Heavenly shoot it str8 to your waist, MSG don’t bother me in any case I gota be a fucking Chorus: BIG MAC, BLT, QUARTER POUNDER WITH SOME CHEESE (repeat 4X) #2 Emcees be hating on mickey d’s always wanna complain product is make believe knock off, bootleg, you aint too proud to beg set em up in a tool shed , while I bake this new bread Purging after you fed, got eating disorder? Order from the value menu 1 dolla And q quarter at the highest Apply this flyness to ya diet Count the days till ya try it, pays to be Pays to be self reliant I’m the blue print, but these new gimps They wanna step into my hoodie and my shoe prints You castle burger, I roll in quarter pounds A beef will make you queef Specially when your boys around I’m so big and tasty, Small time – you titty pasty You be eating so much bullshit You getting lazy Double whopper coppers, time to overthrow The half dead competition I purge em like exorcism Grimace real wide, spinach with ya liquids Can I kick it? Mind bend these riddle swift to cripple Misfits Mayor McCheese so please don’t get it twisted Have a seat, I got details on why Ronald went missing Headshot on a milk box, scarface like rap-a-lot You used to getting tapped a lot, At the club or after spot Imma one stop shop galleria for your ears Watch this Cleveland boys noise destroy all those Who hear. Bridge: Imma rock this one for Birdy, Taking over franchise, value sized man fry Heavenly shoot it str8 to your waist, MSG don’t bother me in any case I gota be a fucking Chorus: BIG MAC, BLT, QUARTER POUNDER WITH SOME CHEESE (repeat 4X)