Vignettes

We go back and forth and follow the metronome
To gaze in amazement when we look and a snake is shown
The power of betrayal is seen in ultimatums
Some people playing noble to fill their side of the table
Brought the bayonet because the pick ain't protected
Their highlight was to manipulate another perspective
Fear is rejected when intuition serves us our lessons
Because our pride is now suppressed
Know their measure is desperate
I'm just taking out my wins like the trash or the exit
Put a smile on my face now I'm more interested
In putting people in position that i love with some blessings
Instead of thinking how they missed me and I'm on to the next one
Cherish before we think damn we had it now it's
Gone
Naw fuck that
Imma go to the other joint bruh
I ain't really feeling this one
Imma get back to this shit one day

One day yeah one day yeah one day
Too rugged to be slept on
Living life with this vest on
On time I bring that Exxon to your don who claim he teflon
The crooked smile champion
The slump that brought management
The one to put that red on top your head like Nico Mannion
The underdog story guaranteed don't change the channel yet
They gambling yes
I'm looking like bet
You crossing my heart
I'm placing a bet
A figure of speech I figure a threat
They talk outta throat a shot at the neck
They lost sense when other foes don't pay attention
I brought my woes like Drizzy to fill up every section
The definition of expect the unexpected
Talk out of turn the knuckle answer the question the repetition equates the perfection to work at Godspeed
The card melanated can't keep track of the car keys
One day like my new tape you cannot stop me

It's Early Rebel Shit yeah yeah (yeah)
Cole said that life's a balance so I hold my own on mics and production leave faces of rotten underarms
I hold tight like I'm under arms
The warm embrace
The heart throbs from colder days
From going through these stomach pains
Like a brother was still under weight I hold my plate tried celebrating the rhyming cause i ate it's hard to Give my thanks
At the table cause my heart was heavy so they say
They treat it as a burden Instead of lifting they Just push away
U start to realize what is really fake around us the album ends up floundering emotion is surrounding
The sputter in the mud
The soul is absent from touch don't ruin us god said that this money can be a drug
To be a top dog is only bluff never buff the bars going over heads way to much
I get it off my chest then I face what I've become the things been leaving me pressed and the iron can Leave u slumped
Trust that
Don't do it to yourself Jay

This project consists of personas
Written, produced, and performed by JTK The Early Rebel