Shy Kevin: The path I travel is a path less taken Arise with the sun Im waking up to the day Partaking in my daily duties But loathing the situation I'm sick of this feeling This life ain't appealing Walk in my shoes And see the gloom revealing Half the time I stare at the ceiling With numbing euphoria Mary Jane's healing Moms don't like it kinda feel guilty But I still repeat the stuff I do Much different from you I'm trying to find some meaning Some meaning to be true But I feel so low must be the proof To why I roll solo Taking life's blows And making a picture to it Through this rhymescapage Flowing smooth as fluids You can't escape it your attached You've been sucked through To the path less taken Unraveled it's been And a mystery it stays from deep within This be Nathanael Blaze and Kevin Nathanael Blaze: About seven years ago I started taking this lonely road Stayed secluded, friends excluded, roaming an only soul Tried to get a few kisses but they said I'm an ugly toad Continually acting cocky now I hardly even boast I love learning and that's what sets me apart High IQ I'm sharp like a dart, at twelve I started making my art Making a mark, truly a student to being hip hop and I won't ever stop They want me to go to school and get an education, I wanna leave home and follow my aspirations Exasperated, aggravated, if my flow isn't activated Taking my chances I have to make it Spitting so much that it's salivation Dwelling inside of the foulest nation The way of the dollar just hollers temptation Doing this music the path less taken I've traveled and dabbled in rap Now sticking to it like thumbtacks Intelligence not what I lack Racking the leaves from my path Ripping up my shoe strings Wandering aimlessly and never know what I will be doing Chorus: Developing, settling in my skin Waiting on life to unravel Already known since I was a kid Id take the path less traveled

Chorus: Broken written all over my heart, mosaic Perfect isn't perfect but it's close, ain't it? How can this canvas be fully painted? When the water colors that I use are tainted Nathanael Blaze: They say patience is a virtue, I can't wait I'll grab my horses and then let them out their reigns Life is strange Like a society based on being civilized when were all born deranged Go as far as you please Everything has polar opposites what matters isn't the range my main squeeze Reality is the hardest tea to swallow I read it under the cap of a Snapple bottle Real shit though, I saw my mom cry over money I need to get dough Known that from the get go, I could sell it to you like a Gecko Wondering what's rent fo' Why do we have to pay to live in a life so special If it wasn't me then who's be doodling with this pencil If it wasn't for drugs would I reach my full potential Don't wanna end up like my cousin Kanyon Take too much acid, Xanax, mushroom caps, the devils cabbage Popping E till he can't manage he has asked to be in jail I love my cousin to death but I saw it all unveil Imagine being in a situation where someone is spacing so hard that they run around your yard chasing their imagination Times are changing, I talked to my grandma to say that I would make it I multiply negatives to make positives The biggest secret is to stay positive Chorus: Broken written all over my heart, mosaic Perfect isn't perfect but it's close, ain't it? How can this canvas be fully painted? When the water colors that I use are tainted Shy Kevin: Can I make it happen? To make change and find peace everlasting Through this cold world vice is distracting Killing pain with a temporary satisfaction And through the perils of destruction darkness falls Meaning laughter no longer plays the ball Alone in my mind I've reached my downfall But gotta pick myself up and keep my head strong And by the making of these songs Is how I keeps from sweaty palms I be the offspring of my spawn But stay low key to what's really going on Cause if moms knew the truth Then it's really bringing on unnecessary worry Cause she taught me right from wrong But why is it that I still repeat what I saw? As a young-in up late nights can never sleep Odd as it may seem this is now normal to me So tag along on this journey Hang with me and see the flames of the fire burning I'm yearning for some truth Give me something real not absolute Cause perfection is surreal And you know this to be true So what you wanna do I let it go like this and I'm doing it And multiply it by 3 We're coming on socialeyes divided by thee Chorus: Broken written all over my heart, mosaic Perfect isn't perfect but it's close, ain't it? How can this canvas be fully painted? When the water colors that I use are tainted

Shy Kevin: it's the middle class tragedy bourgeois can't make a withdraw never gettin any bounty collecting low income salary working two jobs so demanding hold on prepare for the landing brace for impact as the mans distracting acting like he doesn't know extracting the globe with bullshit through they're lobes hittin on them slopes caught around the neck its a rope but that's a no no this ain't back in the days this is present and now they're laughing at my people like its some kind of joke knock knock who's there? it's the flow tryin to downsize who they chose cause them guys unfold with control putting limitations on everything little thing I don't understand is it just me? well here's a little demonstration when in use of intimidation it only makes it worse my proposition is this write a verse if I could do this then id quit work cause all this pressure be making me a jerk I wanna make a difference like Simon Birch like a bird perched I'm doing my research on my next destination no explanation no expiration I'm good forever learning my style attempt to be clever through earths bad weather I fly away with the help of my feathers Chorus: (Fuck) Its the middle class tragedy (Livin') In the middle class tragedy (Stuck) Its the middle class tragedy (Chillin') In the middle class tragedy Nathanael Blaze: I'm trynna stay level headed in an earth that always spins Bourgeoise odds against us were ruled by the one percent Have us all in cubicles only eating sugar cubes Social security numbered what is a peasant to do In the ghetto yo they'll have us all in concentration camps Fake lottery winnings so we always take a chance They want us to be educated but not bright They tell you you got freedom but they got you locked tight The middle class tragedy is actually happening Still nobodies panicking they're walking on passively Born inside the system this is not where I asked to be Rather be stranded on an island living happily Endless police brutality, once lost hope in humanity Slaving and breaking our backs and they get paid handsomely? What the fuck is that the calamity of the fact Were chilling in bugs life letting grasshoppers bully us ants Give me a chance, listen to my words and we can advance War on drugs? HA! More like war on us Marijuanas a flower that'll get you locked up Big brothers giving me a scowl Hitting me behind these lines like it was a foul I'll put my life in these bars before I live my life behind bars Damn the man is reigning like a tropical storm Chorus: (Fuck) Its the middle class tragedy (Livin') In the middle class tragedy (Stuck) Its the middle class tragedy (Chillin') In the middle class tragedy

Nathanael Blaze: As I'm staring at the sky I begin to realize That minuscule, intervals, change the course of life Vision is simulated data made up to blind My mission is to climb the mind and sit with Einstein Rhythmic to the divine, significant design And in time I'll find the signs to finally unwind Wanna reach the peak at least within a week Think so much on my poetic touch in speech I listen to this beat with a stethoscope Sending you this message in an envelope No copy and paste waste my breath on every note Im trynna see my life through a telescope Connecting to you like a telephone Can hear me now? I'm hella dope Strumming the strings of puppets so they feel my vibrations The struggle of being an artist is there is no vacations Chances are a chance is what I'm taking Things will only happen if you make them Hook: A different day a different topic Body feelin' cosmic Socialeyes through your optics Shy Kevin: I'm stuck in this land of sheep ruled by machines everyday's a new scene flashy cloths tight jeans medical vaccines and 3D screens surround sound all schemes livin in democracy run by top dog regimes I deem this a situation unseen by the ones all about the Benjamin's cash money green you know that cream half of you Livin upstream but me I got a dream two on my team running past between present and future a keen sense of purpose senseless and worthless calm one my surface but inside I'm nervous mute when I make a purchase antisocial curses you only really hear me on my verses working civil service I drowned but never surfaced strictly underground pound for pound it runs in my circuits words for you to interpret no microchip inserted averted from the dumb feelings coming from my heart but my bodies numb Hook: A different day a different topic Body feelin' cosmic Socialeyes through your optics