We trudgin through the
Sludge (6x)

(Repeat)

Black man walkin
Tell ya kids to stop gawkin
The cops flockin
Check they way talkin
To I
And if I defy
I proceed to die
And if the flee I try
You will see my soul fly
High
Higher
Straight on up to heaven
I'm constructing a globe with the prose
And day seven
Hasnt even happened
Yo if I stop rappin
Then come back with the flow
Ya neck a start snappin
Ya bones start shftin
Similar to plate
Tectonics
Jmundo
We goin on a sonic
Mission
I'm all up in ya ear like a physician
Ya missin
The shit im dishin
So nigga listen
I'm New York as a cannoli or knish
I'm here to fish
Out
These niggas that wish
To get with this
They mad salty so they diss
These beefin ass niggas get skewered like shish
I'm headin east
I thought you meant weast
Never the least
Jmundo, I 'll make ya
life decrease
This shit'll have ya endin up deceased
My feast
Is bliss
Did you think through,
What you bout to risk
Cuz Jmundo gathers armies at a goddamn speed-ah
My bread be rising while yours thinner than peta
We fuckin shit up
And its bout to be a stickup
On the niggas hittin me up for the shit that I be doin
You ruined
You brag to me about you boy but man
I cant stand him
Catch me runnin down Fulton street singing this anthem
Sludgin
And trudgin
We bubblin
Flowin through dance halls
Where ya ass at?
You can feel the Fall advancing
Then Winter brings tundra to the sidewalks of Manhattan
Jmundo be scary like that nigga Charlie Manson
In blood on the wall
The words I be chantin
I'm up on more styles
Told you more than once
I'm ill
Take two to the head and watch that red shit spill
Ya boy had just got killed
They
Wonder where he been
Probably in his bed
Cuz I left that nigga sleepin
And leakin
I knew they wasnt ready for that rap life
See me chop the sample like machetes on that ass, might
Take ya apparel
I put ya in peril
This a new genre that the kids call feral
Imma ill type nigga
Lemme do my thing
The O.E. in my veins
Gives me the strength to sing
The law live in corruption
Our people in a sling
Pressure cause eruption
The needle slowly stings
Life gettin harder
Gettin hectic
Speedin past me
Its building up like tarter on ya teeth
Its getting nasty
These people never ask me, I wonder if they know it
Heavily cloaked discourse
The J dont show it
A poet
Maneuvering through verbal dictation
Youll see these words set in stone
Between quotations
This nation
Caught in the past and it wont budge
I need some new timbs
Ive been motherfuckin trudgin through the
Sludge,
Sludge
Yo we trudgin through the
Sludge,
Sludge