1. |
Dole Cheque
01:15
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I got the Sauce like Vitor Belfort
drop on the 9th just like a dole check
In all black with the wisdom like a Hotep
For the gram or a grammy, thats nonsense
My tonsils braver then first responders
And they’re trapped inna cage just like Bronson
Pocahontas on sex upon on my tonsils,
she wanna link and sweat up out all her toxins
Iffy niggas, they cut off no correspondence
TATATA I’m spraying just like a Thompson
Do damage with no major and no sponsors
YOUR LOSS we flooding this shits constant
Do deeds, they double taking at me
I make moves, retreating they’re all deceased
I need a belly, i’m feeding till im obese
When you’re on top now they wanna impeach
WHAT,
FEDS, COPS,
CAN’T, STOP
YOUR LOSS
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2. |
No Future
02:22
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[hook]
He got, no future
Now he’s in the gutter
Now he’s
in the sewer
so many rumours
Just another doomer
Listening to shooter
got, no future
And I’m
with a ting,
I swear
I hardly knew her
Barred off in the uber,
She suck me like a hoover,
I swear she such a trooper
[verse]
She like man want meat like Byron
Wave riders, they tryna syphon us
M bison, I’m a violent one
Good ting, get pressed,
Like White labels and they’re coming like unlicensed dubs
I beg u play nice you cant frighten son
One call I connect like verizon, then night night get sleep Tyson does
Up on the road to Zion to Nas
Pack of the gelato foodzdem just land
Love big boy blunts to the lungs till i'm Slumped
and Ting with a wagon, when I bang her, so im calling her tonka truck
Your loss, I’m juice, I’m burss
And I Flex on nerds get hurt no I don’t give a fuck
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3. |
Anderson .Paak
02:05
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[hook]
got matrix food call that anderson paak
in the two door coupe, trying to get me a rack
they never tell the truth, they just embellish they raps
between a rock and a hard place, call booj and the crack
hooked to my flow like there’s booj in the raps
with a bag of ahks, that will give you panic attacks
when we slide pay no mind unless your up on our tracks
get laid to rest and it’s fade to black
[verse]
one two three times i’m sliming on them
independent my mind was designed for profit
i’m independent,
while they shuck, jive and body popping
going dumb, i see red like i’m nitric oxide
backside, beat it down like a tire iron
better than pry, must be deaf, dumb and cross eyed
better then I, man you sipping too much fluoride
there’s never been a rule that i abide by
they wanna ride my wave until they capsize
he waiting for their wave, but it’s just low tide
i’m sitting in the coupe, i’m contemplating life
all the losses and the winnings and i felt pride
all the stresses had me close to bussin homocides
split the dark and the white like apartheid
no peroxide, i’ve always been a dark guy
the struggles universal, feel it nationwide
[hook]
got matrix food call that anderson paak
in the two door coupe, trying to get me a rack
they never tell the truth, they just embellish they raps
between a rock and a hard place, call booj and the crack
hooked to my flow like there’s booj in the raps
with a bag of ahks, that will give you panic attacks
when we slide pay no mind unless your up on our tracks
get laid to rest and it’s fade to black
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4. |
Rockstar
02:34
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[hook]
they like that one uh
opps want me in the fed car
she want a rockstar
tell me it ain’t go hard
like, like lemme get off now
you can tell i getting gua-la
i want the buss down
i want the top now
they like that one uh
opps want me in the fed car
she want a rockstar
tell me it ain’t go hard
like, like lemme get off now
you can tell i getting gua-la
i want the buss down
i want the top now
[verse]
mans more rare and scarce i’m like bitcoin,
bro got a box of the flavours, impatient
now its just hittin like Klitschko
bare tings they just wanna ride on the kid, and get dicked,
cus they knew the coke can it was coming official
she wanna DM for the ICBM cus she know i got the government issue missile,
i could never understand why these
jokeman they just wanna wass on the gram,
it’s giving me migraines
they cant see the vision squinting with eye strain
but in real life, mans nike dri-fit on the main road doing up 5k
i'm cross everybody got me irate
i’m warmzing, too many styles in the scene
IQ like Elon, phenom, rest of these guys are all boring
never on they’re on a icarus ting they’re not soaring, snoring
when i touch mic i’m not normal, cordial, i swear i’m just warmzing
[hook]
they like that one uh
opps want me in the fed car
she want a rockstar
tell me it ain’t go hard
like, like lemme get off now
you can tell i getting gua-la
i want the buss down
i want the top now
they like that one uh
opps want me in the fed car
she want a rockstar
tell me it ain’t go hard
like, like lemme get off now
you can tell i getting gua-la
i want the buss down
i want the top now
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5. |
The Fate of Many Things
01:04
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i’m trying to get off the plantation
farm raised me,
i was feral in the cages and beyond saving,
low expectations,
i’m next up blatent,
stress, chest
heart palpitations,
greetings salutations,
i got patience and pure cadence,
brick to nay sayers faces
another doomer in the basement
moving aggravated
while these jesters think they’re entertaining
the poomps i gotta taste it
and they’re understated
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6. |
*Chef's Kiss*
01:56
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[verse]
you novice you not intermediate
botch the ending like eva, uh
another notch up upon my belt
it’s like a nigga, Addicted to beating em
Swerving cus no one my lane
I’m the most versatile I’m out leagues to them
bare Grifters just sweet talking
but they can’t grift shit so keep jarring
Me, star and a spartans you see
I’m pretty guarded it seems
Life wasn’t easy for me
All my Past adversities
Retreat, catharsis on beats
Man im here, crafting 16s
oh I’m pretty guarded it seems
navigate modernity,
She just wanna laugh and get lean
i’m hurt i nurture with weed
smash tings, to my demise
used to have guys i idolise
til i became all those guys
to much patience not enough time
[hook]
i got goals, I don’t know
man shit keeps hitting the crossbar
i got goals, but I don’t know
man shit keeps hitting the crossbar
i got goals, but I don’t know
man shit keeps hitting the crossbar
i got goals, but I don’t know
man shit keeps hitting the crossbar
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7. |
Disassociating
02:26
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All eyes on me I even feel it when I’m all alone,
I wanna talk right now all I’m hearing is this answer tone.
i'm falling for you
fell on hard times
wait for me
i got the weight of the world on me
and my luck,
its slowly fading
and i'm stuck
dissociating
i cant trust
we got no relation
so i'm out
too many complications
i'm falling for you
fell on hard times
wait for me
i got the weight of the world on me
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8. |
Praxis Lullaby
02:14
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[hook]
i saw the light, god rays
i’m in her face, jawbreakers
oh i’m rough, untamed
i’m tryna not dream, no more
til i’m deceased, die for it
it's my niche, not yours
and my process they all
puzzled cus they know they can’t ignore it
i saw the light, god rays
i’m in her face, jawbreakers
i’m rough, untamed
i’m tryna not dream, no more,
til i’m deceased, die for it
it's my niche, not yours
and my process they all
puzzled cus they know they can’t ignore it
[verse 1]
two draws, i’m in orbit
cant go home, nothing for me
i dont wanna dream no more
crab niggas, can’t show love
i wanna blow, and erupt
it’s feeling, down in my guts
i saw the light, god rays,
game got me crazed, i feel like a nut
praxis, cant get enough
flipping packs i’m tryna get funds
cross i’mma just sit in a rut
grinding tracks, sit in a loft
big change, but i still need some more
[hook]
i saw the light, god rays
i’m in her face, jawbreakers
i’m rough, untamed
i’m tryna not dream no more, no
til i’m deceased, die for it
it's my niche, not yours
and my process they all
puzzled cus they know they can’t ignore it
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