Exhibit A

OCP, we four corners of a round table/
No legends, no myths, and we are no fables/
sitting back at the kick back/
Dave produced a L, PJ spit the fire and kindly lit that/
Frost cooled out when he first felt that,
we reminis as we pulling on the spliff/
steady sipping henny as we heavy talking shit/
In the presence of fam we forget how the clock tick/
ganja and the alcohol poisoning our minds but we spit is toxic/
mumbling and stumbling from our mouths mu'fucking words begin fumbling/
but its nothing as everything in the world starts to become something/
In tune like guitar strings together as we contemplate life/
it's life chilling in the afterlife with Moses, Ghandi, Muhamad, and Christ/
sitting listening to discussions getting deep beyond the Mariana's/
what they decree speaking in degrees that defy our understanding/
using ancient mathematics use and abuse while computing modern man/
Weez Pipez and Wayne all arguing again, damn/
seeing the mystic tongues and i'm hearing the sweet perfumes/
I think my speaking through my touch got me feeling the tasteless morsels of doom/
churning knowledge and wisdom begetting understanding/
take another hit these voices in my head are so demanding/
they doing all the planning but I'm still not comprehending/
till all doubts and beliefs are all but abandoned/
in my wildest dreams, this is some shit I can't imagine/
speaking in sonicboom move round at light speed/
obsessed with getting them stacks of green leaves,
and stacks of light green G's/
and blowing on this good weed got me 20,000 leagues above sea/
As I sigh let it be/
there will never be peace in the Middle East/

New Verse 2011June5

She telling me that she my biggest yo
she said you fucking rock like I'm in a band so
I'ma player I'ma play her like a mu'fuckin banjo
Cuz she actin like she band hoe
She Gimmie gimmie, she gimmie that groupie love 
We juice and ginning, bet she DTF (down to fuck) all of us
Before she latch on to us Send her on her way like we kick her off the bus
Gig is over it 12 o'clock and yall think night is done
Not here, midnight is when the night just begun
Dave call some bitches this is my type of fun
Cracking bottles yak and jack dark and light rum
Tight jeans but that goose got her legs loose
her juices flowing is it the game or the happy juice
4am hit the dinner and shit always hits the spot
I'm trying to hit her spot just need to find a spot
Cabbie ask me where we going i said She going where I'm going we get going and got it going and please believe that the going's good
How'd we get to my house and from the door to the floor to the couch back to floor ouch 
Smash into a wall shit I heard sumpin fall 
clothes here clothes there flinging these fucking clothes everywhere God dammit my rooms up the stairs now we trying to fuck going up the stairs
Lift her up legs round my waist pants round ankles stepping out while she sucking licking kissing on my face
Bust thru my room door damn and we fell back on the floor
Trying to get her bra off while I hit and smack from the back
unsnaps from the front why the fuck she ain't tell me that
Finally get her bra off titties so big fucking knock my socks off
She gets sucking and I'm thinking why the fuck aint my sock off
why ain't I take my shoes off
Kick em off take em off time to get our rocks off
what's that mean anyway
Anyway I need to slow down
What you say girl, did you just ask my name now 
Wow
Pipez! Scream it loud and proud 
While I wear you out
Round 1 round 2 and I pass out with you
Wake up in the morning turn over smash then hop in the shower
and maybe i'll smash again in the shower 
Eat sumpin and chill for bout a hour
Putting clothes on looking last night in reverse
Name and number don't hit me up unless I call ya first 
Call my niggas and meet up at the studio 
talk bout last night when they press record im like here I go