The city is a living, breathing organism. Bike downtown or uptown and meet all the people. Visit the temple, see the neon lights, engage in conversation, and live. You are the life of the city.
Casey, and the hiphop collective,
Manifest life third eye perspective,
Man, I bless Mics, drop down direction,
Bam, I ride nikes ‘lot in my collection.
Excite ignite the light on bike day,
Get outta my way,
Ayye, Hoffman wit’ the mic lay,
Mic spray all day,
Tommy Blaze sun rays.
Nuttin’ changed but the frames on the sunshades, ayye!
Quest for harmony,
Soul is music,
Lyrics apart of me,
Might be hard to see,
My artistry, James Harden three:
It’s a bet.
On the set,
Round 2 mound crew round noon,
This how The Boro smell as a tune.
In with the vapors,
Strapped with the raps and a flask full of makers.
Trapped in the Apps and the full pursuit of paper,
Create cultivate and release to my neighbors,
Shaquille know the deal,
Alley - oop, it’s a favor!
N.G.F.S - much love to my Quakers!
Been makin’ raps since bad behavior,
Shaq blowin’ horns since he was born!
Needle to the groove, wax get torn;
Sworn and tossed into oblivion!
It’s the mad villain!
Assemble the swordsman!
Jive in my mental,
Live at the temple,
Kidz These Daze,
Yeah, its official!
Comrades, BamBam - drop the mental!
from Kidz These Daze,
track released June 10, 2020
Composed by Bill Stevens; lyrics by Tommy Blaze336. Performed by Casey & The Comrades, featuring Tommy Blaze336 and Jodi Kimball (aka DJSK).