Allow me to introduce myself my name is /Young Ho Don get familiar Uh I’m a /problem for posteriors Step to me /wrong it’s gon get seria Paint the town màu đỏ, the /world gon have it’s period Yeah Let me /get that out the way Filter out the squeamish ones /so that the real ones can relate I’m talking ‘bout the one’s that only learnt the lang(uage) When they got to 1st grade Before that mother tongue all day Did it your way Now it’s no compromisin bout to salt bae this monotonous/ Continent island With just an /index and a thumb I bridge a written with a drum so umm you can leave it or love it or you can… come No matter what the marijuana gonna blow Yeah that liquor gonna flow That’s how the neighbourhood rolls Yeah Look at all these different worlds colliding Sharing war stories by these immigrant survivors They really ducking bullet points to ride the boats they came it They really Workin labour cos they didn’t speak the language no vacationin you finally reach your haven They really earnt the right to call themselves an Australian And trust I live that guilt everyday didn’t sacrifice a thing I was just born in this place like you, but you tellin me I need to be grateful while I’m living in a world where my skin could be fatal facts though my /white fam know the knowledge see look at me now my words are worth a different currency plus my weight up /heavy is the pen credits to my name/ the things I execute to represent waters at my knees it ain’t the time for froggyness better get a new perspective or an oculus I’ll never please majorities and that’s obvious As long as I’m /poppin’ in my corridor I’m honoured bruss Call me Yung Don Ho The oizoioi representer Dishing rap salmonella Mr. got know manners

I used to love and respect these other rappers Whatever pigmentation I never hated on rappers And even when some of the bars were backwards, it didn’t matter Until I found out you just a bunch of actors Now I put the target on your back so get your diapers I’m running through the game blood spray hit the wipers On Sundays I might I sing a page with the choir But I’ll never be in harmony so fuck your cypher The effort I exert for this is minimal at most Set the atmos same energy as a cat post From Carole Park when it used to be the four three Flew the coup and settled in the double sevens, all in I contort Bugatti speech and body emcees Karate katas leave ’em toes tagged every ten feet Residing Rent free in your brain until you hate me As much as I hate you. Call me daddy leaving dead beats Channel/ling my enemies souls separ- -rate their egos/ show ‘em what’s been foretold I stand in front of them a prophecy from the future A highlight reel/ rolling in amongst a bunch bloopers when the/ credits finally roll they’ll spitefully know I was so ahead of my time, put my head on a stone Get a hold of my clone and make him re-enact my life Make him play the same shows and recite the same rhymes Maybe second time around they’ll understand the presentation Shower him with gold as the voice of a generation But for now my capes off, walk same block Let’s see if this hobby’s gonna pay off, I take shots my vision board got more holes than your stories failure keep me up at night so fuck your glory I been falling down still got dirt on my tastebuds Numb from the breakups and betrayals of day ones Straight up and I know there’s a chance they’ll hear this Let it fall where it may I may end up peerless It’s what it is, family is the foundation The mountain, the backbone of my tribe’s illustration The highs that we attained, celebrating as unit Anchored by the crushing lows we still living through it Carrying humiliation with me like a shadow Boxing with it constantly like a virtual commando Locked in my unconsciousness I use him like a weapon Cos taking all these L’s will make me a fucking legend I don’t pretend to make amends, I’m tryna make an impression I might forgive my foes but don’t forget the lesson Locked in my unconsciousness I use him like a weapon Cos taking all these L’s will make me a fucking legend taking all these L’s will make me a fucking legend taking all these L’s will make me a fucking legend taking all these L’s will make me a fucking legend

Ok drop it, I get soothed by the crackle off the needle No junkie rap writtens I been doin this since fetal Since I been bitin on an ankle I been fed Vicious spinning by the facts, by media heads I Wikipedia check, twenty four sev Following the trails of the bread, As I exhale lead My surroundings covered by a thin veil of threats Offset by everything that I think is correct The holy grails only seen by the dead or the dying every breath that I take I see you reverends lying Every move you make, your enemies spying So we chemical buying until we resting in heavenly silence I seen my mama up in all hours of the night Phim tap in the vcr / brother stitch another line Pile of garments on the tiles grow while I trim thread Itchy eyes under fluros I rub till they red The ends are meeting but they far from compatible We lower case living trying to build that capital Tryna Elevate to the next tax bracket, I’m translating praying my grades actually work in practice Where Kids ducking sirens are a normality And Musky smoke from a pipe they seen them fatalities They leaving fingerprints on someone else’s wheel before they dump it In the bushes put your foot down escape reality It’s a far cry from where you sit up on your hill Getting high off your pills and sniffing lines through a bill You hear the written rhymes wondering how that life can be real You busy killing time, I’m trying to find a time to kill I still pen this for my neighbourhood census For them kids growing up with without a base or defences Written off by society label them a menace That could never fit in it and I ain’t talking about tetris I’m talking about the kids on the block Pivot from cops, Slingin em rocks that they got hidden in socks Enterprising for high stakes, slick as a fox Adding to the crime rate yeah pickin’ ‘em locks This ain’t to glorify it, I’m just saying understand it Violence in the house fuelled by alcoholic parents Where school is the safest place to be until the bell rings then then long ride home I know some of you felt this and I hear you but I’m helpless I just tell it straight when I see you wildin’ out I know the seed of that pain You say you started from the bottom, you really start it again Broke a generational pattern and restarted your brain It makes me proud from a distance, though we Talk infrequently Some of you might only know me over frequencies But whether we met or not, remember even if our time is borrowed We can always try to be better tomorrow

Everything LOCKdown, everybody chillin’ 2020 got us on a different wave of thinking Captain of the ship salutin’ while it’s sinkin’ But I’m a put my floaties on and take my ass swimmin’ I don’t tread lightly I’m lead, footed with my drive Throw the caution to the wind until them tears dry ‘cos when it crumbles floor and we preppin’ for the fall If you standing on a ledge at least your backs against the wall That’s where been at so baby ain’t nothing new I know a whole bunch of people feel the same way too still gonna do what we do, elevate and overcome Remember where we begun and meditate as one If you talking slick though, better get in line 1.5, take a ticket or take a dive And As far as I’m concerned you only got two options So better wake up to yourself or Take a snooze in a coffin Uh I’m a choose to smell the coffee though See the Glass half full and dip the oreo I’m a peel away the wrapper, all the layers on display Go straight for the cream until I’m sipping Moet whether you spark a j or sit in lotus position you don’t, need a local physician you know the prescription Young Don Ho, they tryna give me more awards But they can’t tell if I’m an idol tryna bury a corpse I level the score and I pay no mind to perceptions If I’m D.O.A. call my PA and schedule a resurrection I’ll BRB, I’m pushing oizoioi Stack it up for the next run, do it again ngay moi But While we flattening the curve I might as well make ‘em dip This ain’t no twerkin music but that hour glass thick Spinning on a pole, yeah girl you getting’ my vote Shout to Boys to Men but this ain’t the End of the road Let’s go ten in a row, I’m droppin bars like a lockdown Makin all you rap fiends wetter than a Songkran Festival, rearrange your skeletal Separate your head with these lyricals, Step up if you sceptical I’m extra terrestrial, these raps, a spectacle like the first time witnessin, film in 3 dimensional you rappers are all virtual, realities a shell Let me see you grab a mic and rock it IRL Time will tell, I age well call me a spirit Don’t live with a barrel but same effect when I spit it I make ‘em angels sing carols, and the devils start recruitin’ But they don’t get the real estate unless they start shootin’ I got goons behind bars nodding to these tunes I don’t profit off this but it’s good for my wounds Battle the doom, trust it’ll all be over soon So keep your head up we’ll make it out to next June

I see the lights of the city when i'm closing my eyes feel the pulse of the streets when i open my mind everybody got a piece of dirt that they tryna to claim but let me spit a few words if i may i see the lights of the city when i'm closing my eyes feel the pulse of the streets when i open my mind everybody got a piece of dirt that they tryna to claim it's the story bridge c'mon Verse 1 Picture me rollin windows down /just under the limit that poetry still speaking to me still living through its lyric the cool breeze over the story bridge/ under the night sky ladies lookin fly while they lookin / for the right guy i learnt to flow intricitly from the river city/ imersin in the scene like a mercenary i curse sparingly ever since a pair of kids/ entered my world now I'm a parent n they like some parakeets now i/ wear a pair of kicks to match my parachute while i rep the crew called pistola avenue city to city me n my click on our grizzly got these sucker emcees tryna join our committee but their skins too thin for the game I'm out tryna grind for ur mind they just wanna sing for the fame aint willin to feel the sting of the shame to do what it takes to go from Minh to champagne Chorus I see the lights of the city when i'm closing my eyes feel the pulse of the streets when i open my mind everybody got a piece of dirt that they tryna to claim but let me spit a few words if i may i see the lights of the city when i'm closing my eyes feel the pulse of the streets when i open my mind everybody got a piece of dirt that they tryna to claim it's the story bridge c'mon Jumpin over fences avoiding the headlights of the law me and Geovanni army rollin on a lawn duckin in the shadows be damn if we gettin caught weekend in the watch house then i see u in court yo them boys, in blue could give a fuck about you so mind your p's and q's and keep the ground beneath your shoes from the, GC n back to Brissie I'm good i remember ridin in Nouks car/ unsure if it was insured slide that door we rollin dumpers/ u strummin on the acoustic god damn i miss my brother/ i visit ur mama its hard watchin her cry but i hug her still cos i know/ thats what u would do for mine time is the most precious resource/ that's what you taught me so when you left, i promised/ I'm a go for glory for us, for our fam for our neighbourhood that's why a spit it so fly and make them replay the hook Chorus I see the lights of the city when i'm closing my eyes feel the pulse of the streets when i open my mind everybody got a piece of dirt that they tryna to claim but let me spit a few words if i may i see the lights of the city when i'm closing my eyes feel the pulse of the streets when i open my mind everybody got a piece of dirt that they tryna to claim it's the story bridge c'mon

About to go insane /in the membrane I’m a be /real and drop gems word to end game I don’t see iron man /my writing pen /is check mate Put respect on my name or proteck ya neck mane If you playin’ with my food then prepare for head aches Better pay dues, when I hand you/ collect plates I ain’t letting it slide/ that’s two left skates Better figure out the move or remove the damn blades To you I’m sensei, sifu of of sensa- Tional/ word play I don’t do trenday No more patience for these rappers their content is dead weight I’ll be raising the bar like it’s /always leg day Now prepare the hennay or light something up I’m done talkin to these squares, don’t even mic him up I been all up in the AM, waxin’ ‘bout what the problem is Tellin’ these grey hairs on/ how we solvin’ this I see nods and they smilin /but they ain’t doin’ squat Why they gonna risk their job and Give up what they got? You gotta bet it all if you wanna see a real change if your horse ain’t in the race You wouldn’t bet change that’s knowledge I collected from dippin my toes in Academics and politicians smellin’ the roses But everytime I feel like it’s hopeless, an omen appears In my presence and shows me, a poem from years ago full ambition inspired by Pac written by my own hand transcribed from the heart delivered with the spirit of a generation of dead souls then I remember my mission and stand tall I move crowds with my flow now call it a fire hose I’m the fuel for the flames when you facin’ riot clothes Whether it’s with your own two or on an iphone See the truth doesn’t’ change it don’t matter your time zone I could do it eyes closed / let God take the wheel Or I could ask him for a favour / make him a deal Promise I’ll give up the drinkin and see how he feels Knowing damn well it’s lie but I keep it concealed see to him I don’t tell but for you I keep it real So it’s cool if you believe but save me the spiel I got my own thing with him /a mutual understanding I take his name in vain for every time he left me stranded And that’s real talk cos I don’t belong to either camp I believe in a God /I don’t believe in a man And I believe in a man with a good relationship with God So whatever name you say when pray just don’t stop