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Ventilation
02:55
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Standing at the ready
Sing a lullaby I'm empty
No path - frustrate
won't let em forget me /
I need to address my
State in this melody
Still at the bottom
A good lyric be remedy /
Writers block hold the
Thoughts that I jot down
Sitting with a pen
But nothing'll get writ now /
I need a break out
Maybe I should smoke up
But that'd be the answer
To everything I do huh /
Who are you punk?
An how you judge me?
When you aint ever slept one night
In commission housing /
Man its lousy
Im feeling drowsy
Sipping on a cup of alcohol
they see I'm doubting /
What I put down
Maybe I should pick up
The standards of my rhymes
The truth is I don't give a fuck /
This is healthy
This is ventilation
This is therapy
Do dull my situation /
Let me vent I got a lot to say
So sick of the cards that are dealt my way
Can I have a fresh start
Get some work my way?
No chances over here
I guess Im smoking mate /
I guess I'm smoking mate
I guess I'm smoking aye? /
Is this hip hop?
Apparently I don't know
Only made the beats
An a super catchy dope flow /
But they say I don't spit enough
An that I need to speed it up
An I need do this an do that
I told you shut the fuck up /
You can't change me
Only I can
Im old school
I don't write with an iPad /
You know what
I don't want your support
Im doing this shit for me
Now thats raw /
I been writing for years
An put nothing out
If I did it for you
You'd heard some sound /
An now that I do
I know no bounds
take it any angle
Like a pro on the low down /
Still no crown
I sit patient
On my couch
In isolation /
But this aint healthy
This ventilation
Green therapy
Im loosing concentration /
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I Don't run from anything
Im Laying down my enemies /
An I think I found the remedy
with my undead Symphony /
At the start there was love
But now I'm greeted by hate
When I picked up a mic
I guess the honeymoon fake -
I guess they never did love
I won't return to the slum
Cause I could never give up
Relentless is how I come -
put the kick in the drums
As I shot down this rum
The death march has begun
An it won't stop till the sun -
Come up over those hills
Unless I popped a few pills
Anfedamine in the deal
I think comedown'll kill /
me tomorrow
And I don't wanna wake up
You a bitch you cool
You got that makeup -
Fake fuck
Generic Genetics Wake up
Got that flavour in a banger
to wake up the neighbour -
And this green so loud
It got the eye of crowd
Throwing buds around the floor
Because I sold the joint out -
Wow
Look at me now
Made something outta nuttin
Ima tell you how /
My passion is strong
I think I know where I belong
In a booth
Till the marijuana gone -
And this'll be the proof
Long after I pass
That I really did something
And fulfilled my task -
Middle age junkies
Pushing me around
In commission housing
an Extinguishing my sound -
But now Im homeward bound
Broke out of shackles
Cause all theses frowns
Convinced me to dismantle /
The bonds the chains
Everything that hold me
Down amazed
That I could rise up see -
My own grave
But the road lonely
So insane
Im Floating on poetry -
Phoenix flame
Keep me high for days
In this daily rat race
That I rate as lame -
But I came I conquered
On a flow so bonkers
Got me dizzy I'm nautious
You orta be cautious /
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3. |
I Killed A Marching Band
03:09
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4. |
Green
03:04
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Green -
Im just feelin green /
You get that too
When you smoke this weed /
weed - weed /
Roll that green
Smoke that blunt
Cause tonight
Don't give a fuck /
The mood is cool
The drinks is chill
Got a full pocket
Like I robbed a till /
Im so fly
But won't fall down
Like that red bull
I live in clouds /
Making sounds
That make em bounce
Cant help it
The time is now /
Sell out
A show some how
some way
Does rap money pay? /
Cause I made a little bit
But not much -
People telling me that
Ive lost touch /
Don't listen to em
An smoke up -
Cause im liven Mother fucker
whats up? /
Work can wait
Away today
Bud be the only thing I do
On a day to day /
I know this isolation
Is unhealthy
But I do work in the stu
Till I'm wealthy /
I know these girls
Get so filthy
But me too
So I guess I'm guilty /
Of everything
That I could be found on
That fat bitch
I frown on /
Just wanted to get it off in the toilet
She was drunk soooo - I exploit it /
We all been there
An all done that
Maybe me more
Than you other lads /
won't go back though
Raised standards
With the plants too
cause I can't stand it /
If the weed don't work
I shop till I get more
Man my feet hurt
Cause I meet em at the damn store /
This aint the trip I wanted
I wanna trip - get on it /
I probably rap this shit
A million times
Well I guess you know
Whats on mind /
Bud GANJA /
Come on
And get high If you wanna /
An I aint one
To be threatened by cops
Unless they intend
To take my crops /
I'll speed away
I won't stop
Till I smoke it all
I love this pot /
So much
Its the air that I breathe -
Don't need a bitch
I needa a Geeeee /
Goddammit man
stop pulling on my sleeve -
You aint getting none
Now leave me in peace /
Leave me alone
Cause I'm in my zone
Head sway like charles
With shades an I dance with my ounce /
(Not my spouse)
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Here I come
Out of time Out of rhythm
Got a baggie in my pants
full of drugs illicit /
I am throwing up my hands
In a rage where some scissors
To cut up a roach
Roll a zig zag on ya missus /
She is loving it touching dick
She's a freak all over it
Smokers room blazing it
An you can't have a toke of it /
Banishment you in the corner
common hater meet a coroner
I am sick of ya opinions
What you say about my actions? /
Teaching kids about these drugs
getting on bath salts
and tearing down the club /
Loosing sanity but its ok
Like I ever had that anyway
Been a outcast ever since that day
I was born or reincarnate /
Now I teach her how to masterbate
my dick with her mouth - just taste
Put it deep down there for me girl
Promise me you won't gag or hurl /
Up that vodka you just sipped
or that roofie I - just slipped /
Into your drink that you just sipped
But where'd you fuckin put it - down? /
Put it down - Put it down /
Oh shit
now I don't know which ones mine
Im hoping no ones looking
Ima inspect them and find /
The one with the drug
The one that get me love
Maybe I give them taste
So no one else will meet no harm /
But I sculled one then another one
Now I'm feeling drunk maybe little buzzed
No more glasses on the table
Needa take a seat I'm not feeling stable /
But I'm feelin very very social
Nice to meet you my names michael
She said I'm gonna pay for wat I did
Cause she saw me try to slip something in her drink /
No - No No
Im bein taken out /
No - No no
Im blacking out /
No - no no
Im waking up /
No - no no
chained to wall /
Please don't hurt me
I just wanted pussy
I don't work out
Thats why I'm scrawny /
wearing leather
wat a Scary get up
Whips and chains
That tear my skin up /
She said ok
pussy wat I get
Right after
I first admit /
That I slipped something
In her drink
Yea ok then I admit
I been a dick /
She didn't care
Instead she waved her whip in the air
Lashes across my back
This really aint my day /
With these scars I must just say
I never knew Id meet - 50 shades of grey /
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You about to witness
The sickest
Mother fucker up in this business -
Bitches/
Comin in
With the sickness
Im killin cancer cells wit mittens -
kittens /
Flippin
All my writ tens
And spit tin five rhymes
In a sentence /
But I'm /
Still on the low
With 2 buck hoe
Fuck her to the floor
Till the gaze'll go /
My nasal go
I lost my flow
Got it next morning
When the rooster crow /
My bank look low
I spent that doah
No cookies
In the cookie jar to show /
Too any bros
Fuck you toe
I spas out
When the pennies go /
A merry go
Round in this life
That I take with a knife
Till the poe poe show /
Don't take me away
Please just give me a couple more days -
Just got out an i still don't see fame
Only see flames an a big ol weed grain /
That I just planted -
Don't stamp it
You don't even smoke it
How could you understand it? /
Damn your demanding -
Officer with a batton
Lemme smoke a doobie
For you get to bashin /
Head in the basin
retaliate
Stab you like jason /
Man don't fake it
That bullshit talk
That you spit
But you aint persuasive /
Im laced with
Im laced with
alcohol bud
little anphedamine
Holding a grudge
I gotta guilatine
Cutting it up
Beats in a lil spree /
Ohhh
An they said that I couldn't even flow -
Underground
Bout to do some blow /
Or upstaires
In a studio /
Mario
Resembles an oreo
And luigi
remind me of my favourite thing /
I got no problem
I like to get fucked
Put it down
Like vomit /
An you just a dude who judges
Lookin at me like you wanna throw punches /
Fat like you eaten all our lunches
In the lunch room doing all those crunches /
Eating loaves and you eating your lovers
Like that evil type of spider … /
What?
you expect a puchline?
Ok shoulder back
And line
Your face with the fist
Im drunk im pissed
Let me change the subject bitch /
Or maybe I should stop
For this whole tape flop
Again like another mix tape i dropped /
mittons….
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7. |
Where The Bitches At?
04:46
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CBF
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CBF
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CBF
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11. |
Consumerism
03:37
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All I hear is swag
Crew names
An who they roll with -
Spelt out in a few initials
Shout'n out so it official -
Droppin bombs
And launching missles -
Claimin that they kill you -
But nobody feel you
Keep it real
A code I stay true - too /
Miikool manners
burning banners
Putting down the hammer
Fuck the glamor -
Still broke as fuck
Better duck when I spit
Im burning down this manor -
Yea - Im breaking out tonight
Don't wanna see anybody
Just want my weed and my coffee
You got me? /
And if you don't
Stand by my words that you quote -
Said I would rock this ship
Till I sink the boat
Water to wine
Just to fill the moat -
Im so cold
Better get you a coat -
Keep my dick warm
Store it deep in her throat -
Till the peeps start to mope
Think I stop but I won't -
An I'm gonna keep goin
till I'm mother fuckin goat /
Go -
Roll down the windows
I been smoking since the intro
Hiding away from these people -
Soo dope -
Bring it back without signals
Cause all these crowds'll just mingle
no promotion
no single /
Yo - You fucking up clown
I told em hit em with a swing that knock em uptown -
Yo - You don't you fuckin listen?
You really buying into all of this consumerism? /
No brand could mark my status
My name has been established
They cut along my underbelly
Just to get the badness -
But all they found was sadness
Cause my life far from glamorous
Underweight and famished
Hope the masses understand this /
I didn't start this music
Just to grab a gold chain -
I kinda got into it
Cause I was loosing my brain -
Started hitting clubs
With the thugs
An getting on drugs -
Filling up my mug
with the stuff
That gimme a buzz -
gimme a buzz?
Nah thats not how i work
This offer stands for one night
So am I gonna get that skirt? /
On my bedroom floor
Where it belongs
Young and disrespectful I do it
Because -
Because - Because /
Thats what my friends do
So I do the same thing
Im pouring scotch out on these rocks
That look like crystals they gleam -
Like chandeliers on the roof
Im fucking wasted I move -
Across the floor
To another whore
Who fucked up off that Grey Goose /
So fuck what you wear
and the car you drive -
Behind those tinted little frames
I can see through ya lies /
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CBF
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There were none... All freestyles, the real shit for my HEADS!
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