Fuel

(Fo Chief)
Hallucinations are leadin' the blind
Seek and you'll find a righteous way, but
I'm on fuck it mode
Shoot 'til the buckets closed
I break for the Palisades
Check me, no sucker bone
I drip 'em dry, they reply
"Turn the oven on,"
High demand, respect my every breath
I give my life for this knowing that it might not be the best for the stockings
But invest in the pockets, it's ante up
Listen to the pitch: it's one hell of an option
I find it funny how these snakes move
Beat with the same tune
Out there for somethin' that they relate to
And it ain't me, I stay worry free
I be hippy wit' it
With slick precision I level rebels from all divisions
Just point me to 'em
I'll gladly ruin a dream or two
Follow the lambs to the slaughter
There go the scenic route
Foresee my measures, I'm bezel poppin'
You know I shine
This ain't a myth, I don't miss
So don't misinterpret mine

(Kontrast)
The brick that we flick at the art
Will sit at the hip of the guard
He flip in the clip then he call
A sickening grip to his balls
Trippin' from mystical drawls
Living a critical caused condition from shit that he lost
Wishin' he coulda just paused
The drip from the rip of the gauze
Hickory Dickory Dock
Pick me a mystery, pop
Sticky, too thick, he don't talk
Picky to get me involved
Or if he just stiffed me and walked
Tricky to think that he thought
So sick, he a prick of the part
Let 'em off
Too slow for this shit
You're too chauvinistic
Now batter up I'll flip another cool bro for biz quick
The meddling fellow is now the elephant up in the room
Who settle to bellow all the irrelevance you've funneled to
An eloquent element of an elegance incredible
A hell of a delegate for the delicate
Impeccable
Just to let ya know, I wreck a flow until the record blow
I take the checkered home and disrespect all of the skeptical