Medusa

[Verse 1: Jesse James]

I see myself look into my past to answer chance from my future

Its a cold stagnant ball room when you dance with Medusa

Apart from her boudoir look to the stars and the moon and the whole city sub luna

The end is near can't be getting much sooner like

Half the fucking city got tumours

It's not a coincidence that this city's where doom lives

Same old shit just a different day and I'm so tired

The secret to rhyming is just to know timing, I know time

I know time, time is all I am

Time gave me the plan and now its time to be the man

Free my niggas out the box man, time is all they have

Like clockwork, done with the days of putting in block work

They asked why I stared writing rhymes?

I said 'coz I've got time and I've got words'

[Verse 2: Jadasea]

Fuck this life we living yeah we far from truth

Rather spit and its quick limit starve your father too

And your favourite light, you ain't made to make it make it through

Just make it basic living had to buss a case (?) because of beef we're given

It was written at the bottom of basin by a black fist

Scraping for the base shit, literally

Picture me beyond trap and rap and write obituaries

It's all fucked up from my position ain't no victory

Victoria, Elizabeth don't let me near the bitch

She don't want to hear this shit my mom told me be nice

Not till they free mine, so I stay weed high

We'd have done the speed dial but I don't need to talk much

They don't need to hear now I fear foul

Players come to peak I need to clear out round my way

I need a strap, I need a spliff,  got a beer out

90 days of food for the year out survival of the quickest

In the city where you stuck to the pavement ain't no pity

For them niggas in the basement, we need more time

For the wisdom of the ancients at least more time

For their consideration one hand raised in my inauguration

Other hand raise but they ignore the patience

And that's the story of our time so make time slow and rhyme stories on these dime hoes

On these dime hoes

[Verse 3: Jesse James]

I was 14 dotting bennies on the block

There was just something bout the ends it's like a henny on the rocks

I rolled a J-lo like are you ready are you not?

I rolled a J-lo nothing like Jenny from the block

Just me and dezzy in the spot breaking a z into a (breath)

Tell the worker come get it put these pebble in your sock

And come for retail need a better way to cut the cloth

Better way to get a wave and better better what I've got

Coz the blocks hot and the roads are icy

So with his first check he bought heat and froze his time piece

From the bits where tourists don't go to sight see

Home it might be