Ivan
Malachi Navi Wahy
Malachi by The Sun King

Staten Island train riding
Huguenot 8th buying
In the name of Poseidon
The habits keep flowing
Flowing
Keep flowing

New Jersey bus riding
Manhattan island half an O buying
In the name of Poseidon
The habit keep flowing
Flowing
Keep flowing

I cannot, I cannot take you seriously
I cannot, I cannot take you seriously, take you seriously
I cannot take you seriously
Malachi
Malachi
Malachi
Malachi

I know that I’m 39 for a reason
I know that I’m 39 for a reason
I know that I’m 39 for a reason
I know that I’m 39 for a reason

Navi by Jimmy Carter of the XXXIX Empire

PRRRRRROPHET

NAVI

PRRRRRROPHET

Peace to the women I didn’t fuck
I got 6 bodies that’s word to my Jimmy
Let it be, all you need is love - feel the revelation # 9 all up in me
Fuck the Henny; I need 11.2 on the hops get me up get me shocked
Top notch; my posing of a question trip you up call botch
Rappers is cornball central
They all fucked out the bullpen
Basically trapped in the mental
They all stuck tryna pull trends
39 been cooking
Now I got the shipments banging
Use to make boxes on 5th
Now I’m gif with the gift - repeat it then change it like
Written...

PRRRRRROPHET
Navi!

PRRRRRROPHET

Cats get turned off I study
Then earn cross the muddy production flooding assumptions
Came when they come up bluffing
I strum up nothing, the shit still bumping
Sting with the bat action, kick your face like Matt Jackson
And it’s all for prides satisfaction

Wahy by Maxx 39

Maxx 39

What the fuck is a mind?
What is luck? What are dreams?
How are all of these defined?
Romance languages give off vibes
Of too much lust through deceitful ties
How can I read Genesis and decide that this is morally right, even through metaphorically plight ?
Never attracted to the energy withheld
In control; considered “I” when the breath of communication dwelled

Catching shells on a beach of hell
In breach of 12 heated arrangements that never seeked peace for health
Telling signs of no reach for help
Pride pucks the littered goals cats shit on to unleash the felt
Emotions are ideas like dogs trying to walk many leash’s in the park just to clean up all the mess
Real devils in an halter top and altered dress
It’s my fault confess
With no halt to test
Gave up malts for a brain body organized deletion of stress
Then repeat it and flesh out all the organisms
That gave nothing but luxurious awards in prison
Such a core decision
No more the victim
I explore the rhythms of allured depiction
On the floor forgiving whores that scored they dealings
10 toes 10 hands my only feelings
The mind is vanished
Regret is erased
All the cemented nature killers get replaced…King
The Sun King

There is time to
Understand in which we are
Air the mind through
No wonderland bewitched in stars
Care to find truth
Another plan to switch the cards
Share a vibe new
Recover plants enriched in moss

Jimmy Carter

I don’t drink liqs lord I don’t need it
I don’t fuck anybody bruh I don’t need it
No tattoos, holmes I do not need it
Validation is your real God come meet Jesus


Maxx 39

Mohammed with a G pro
In the suburbs teaching street codes of the west coast on the east coast
Take medicine breaks during my 9 to 5
Never vote – I am blind to sides
Had so called friends break me off over opinion expression
She needs help with her dominion perception
Instant gratification addict
You mix it with the liqs & the tats - that explains the panic attacks
Learned it from the cipher
Since we burned then I’m a lifer on the typewriter of the rhyme bikers
Cycling in line as we shine
Opportunity knocks when all experience created is divine

Divine means nothing but balanced in peace
I’m too skilled for the talented breach
Or the branch on your tree
I universal seek value then process it all, to teach