from It's Always A Time Like This, released April 14, 2023
“Wake”

Defcee
This my a-
larm clock, til the tickin quit. Hard knock livin kick-to-kiss.
Sharp pop, then a whizz and hit. Longshots clipping witnesses.
Locked into the kitchen with a spatula and apron. Rip the mask-
ing off their tape and lift the plastic from their faces.
Embarrassment’s a fragrance, and they wear it like a marriage
Does a secret cuttin deeper than a carat from abrasives.
Swore it’s Cali in the cadence cuz it’s cavi in my phrases.
All the battles in these pages turnin sadness into ragers.
Never lift a finger for em if their hands red. Plans dead:
Only really mattered for a summer like a camp pledge.
Rhymes could make the sand sweat. I been showin kids to write
So that their songs ain’t caught up in the cycle like a pant leg.
Throwback like the black pegs, grip tape, SBs.
Fresh Lees, checks squeezed even livin rent-free.
Ten speeds later, burnin rubber on the track.
Runnin up the raps with a couple buckets cross our backs.

CRASHprez
Ain’t no justice for the slain, just the prisons we enjoy
We productive in the flame, we persistent to the ploy
Your indifference is a toy
Timid little boy lift his sentence and insisted in the joy with the rhythm in his voice
Vivid, no limit when you livid in ya poise
Who gon’ tell him livin’ was a choice?
i struggle to stay in it when annoyed
Trippin’ over kismet
Tyna ship these tickets when we inchin’ towards the void
So take care of your chicken
I need mine stir-fried, jerk, fried, stew, baked, take it how I get it
Stop tryna predict it, just take it by the minute
I be in my head rent-free, let’s freeze
Diggin’ through who tryna tempt me, resent me
Remember who i never shoulda gave entry
But these days? I wouldn’t wanna be against three
From the cream to the Oak to the MD
dp3 (Yuh)