Business As Unusual Medley - Live On Speak No Evil, Boston, MA, November 11, 2021

Memories of sitting at the bus stop
The hustle and bustle surrounding me as I untwine
Junior high, we said goodbye to the days of lunchboxes
Cocky kids on the court brandished jumpshots
I stayed silent like the h in honest
Profound every time I say a word, no Major Prophet
That was now and then before my spit was catastrophic
Change of topic, I wanted to be like Steve or Martin
Wrote scripts as if it was my actual profession
My stop motion stopped motion and captured attention
Picked up the sticks and never quit the addiction
Repercussion was love for my drumming and commitment
Beat takes me back, but maybe that's just me though
On Sundays, the ground beef filled pastelitos
Chris, Derek, and I, avid trio
Rapping gleefully, I thank them for why I'm so lethal
Back when I passed with flying colors
Everything I pursued, I did with mighty hunger
In old sneakers, I composed pieces for familia
Hands down glad that I've stayed in touch with my friends and teachers
So lackluster
Looking back at it, I'm happy that I've progressed in pieces
Read Genesis to my grandmother, a brat youngin'
Mad cousins that I love, goddamn I miss our meetups

Yeah
So out of this world, feel like a piece of a comet
But that's from me to ya
Get got for - posterior
Shouldn't inferiors stay quiet in fear of ya?"
We don't let this go by us like the media
Take a beat and I beat it up, disobedient
Shoulda been more immediate with the recent stuff
Tragedy, it struck, you know I had to readjust
Gotta go through trials and tests if I'm gonna be the one
But I ain't playing games, so if I hear snickers
I'm not myself when I'm hungry, you better fear this kid
Watching from the side, check it like another mistress
Space amid our skill like Trav throwing the discus
That's far, you bet, unfortunate how I slaughter this
Fool around, leave a girl clowning like Harley Quinn
Rap artisan, artist slash arsonist
I'm the leader of the cure like Robert Smith
On a tear, on a whim, on a tier that you can't approach
Every rapper foe, I have to go until your breathing pattern is agonal
The knack is so natural
You thinking 'bout what's fashionable
Your tracks ain't flammable
Ahh!
I got a few questions, lemme ask 'em, yo
Tell me, is sticking to my roots so radical?
When I say things like how tangible ain't so valuable
Or when I talk about the struggle of Latinos
Is that a hassle? No? Well if it is, I ain't stopping
Tell you the story of my life, I stay plotting
Annihilate often, the firing range broadens
I state honest things and remain wanted
I go, I go, I go with the shots I land
Talent so large, to the brim like I'm in a Mariachi band
They don't stand a chance with all these jams
I see the baby in them all like a sonogram
No one can end this whatsoever
Giving thanks even when the month's not November
So ill, I'm under the weather
The fun'll end when I come and wreck it
In the long run, I'm headed for the crest
There's no stopping me, try and see
Y'all should don me the anomaly
Put a pause on the comedy that the market breeds
Tryna give you quality and quantity
Or at the very least, quantity through quality
Poet laureate, Nobel Prized superstar
That's what my future's sure to look like on the route I'm on
Shoot for the shooting stars, it leaves me starry-eyed
Feed the fans 'cause I know that I've been starving mine
Depression been a shot in the arm
Makes you focus on the negative and not who you are, uh
Convict with it, I'm locked in the bars
And I spit this forty-eight live from the drums
It's like that

Yeah, yeah
Woah, ok
Father God, look over me
Father God, look over
Only she really knows what I mean when I flow on this beat
From the soul's what I speak
Unfair what you've been through
Feels like issue after issue
Although alone is what you think you are
You're not at all, 'cause I'm witchu
Lately, you've been in your duffel, yuh
Tryna make it over stumbling blocks
Double that with the college stuff
And it's troubling, you prolly wanna start again
Others gone because the love was lost
Befuddled, lost, tearing up a lot
But girl, look, I know your world shook
You're in the aftershock, and I know it's tough
You think you gon' erupt, you were set up with atrocious luck
Plus we're growing up
I think 'bout all the times you opened up to me, and I'm choking up
Just know you're loved, I'm in that rut with you
In that struggle with you, when your gut feeling tells you end it all
Thinking you'll fall, I'm your friend for life
The temperature never ends to rise
The stress is seismic, I'm that ride or die
It's genuine, forget the thanks, don't mention it
Try to stay strong in the hell we're in
It's strenuous but we'll get through it
We'll get through it
And I get you, 'cause you're like me
Together we'll beat these impediments
Don't let this take you out your element, 'cause ayy, you golden
And you better never gon' stop saying it until you own it
And you better never forget it's your boy J who wrote this
'Cause you and I, are friends for life, for eternity, I promised

Day by day
Day by day, we gon' take it and see where we end up
In the long run
In the, in the long run

Thank you