Working Overtime

spending mad bills
eating past fill
drinking like a sieve
what's gonna give?
the wallet
the waist
some style?
some grace?
it don't matta'
the ladies'll still catcha'
walkin' round town
just holdin' it down

back on the scene

without explanation, it's a new conversation
this is the return of etch imaginations.
embrace the resurrection
return, reach out, make connections.
radar detected,
you are the chosen few, that i've hand selected.
from west coast to east
yuppie streets chasing ghetto beats
northern touch to the south
fly through the room like spit from your mouth.
keep a clean fight, keep your rhymes tight.
let me see what you say, let me hear what you write.