Lyrics:

(All the bad shit...All of that)
The ShapeShifter morphing into a Snake Lizard,
Prophecize;
Pray to the Goverment that they Stop The Lies,
(Nahhh)

State of Emergency.
Planet full of Serpentines;
Born into a Mass Pollution,
Form is what your Lacking Humans

Move in syncopated visions of a Sunken Ship,
Believe me Sweetie that Love Is Sick;
Go & Cut Your Wrists

Back in Atlantis's Palace
Pallet of Alice's Maliceness,
Manic Managing Caluses:
Splashing Chalices
(666)

A Tad Taciturn
Gravitate to the Macabre,
Attatchment to the Cold & Bleak;
Burn me down & Go To Sleep
(Frozen Leaves)

Perpetuate motion until the Sickness Settles;
Sketching Hexes into the Benches so I can Sit With Devils

GHOST SHIP (Prod.LethalNeedle)

My Apologies not Really Given Modestly
Monstrosity;
I'm Makin em Fold like an Origami Leaf

Anomaly;
On Top of the Property like Monopoly
That Fabricated Bag your Chasin's Honestly Colostomy
(YOU'RE FULL OF SHIT!)

Strike up a Match fast at the Rose Garden
Ghost Artist;
Laugh at Catasphrophies man im Cold Hearted

& Intermittently pitted in Disposition Wicked Disbelief,
I'm Lost Again;
& Falling Wish it All to End

The Call Of Death,
Breathing down my neck like a Bad Odor;
Knowing any one of these seconds that I could Pass Over
(TIME'S UP!)

9 Blunts,
With me in the After-life;
I Couldn't get a Grasp on Reality so I Grabbed The Mic
(I'M BLACK INSIDE!)

& Decomposing more with every MInute Passing,
Bury all my chained Insecurites in my Spliffy Ashes
(ROLL IT UP!)

Finally had enough & I'm Goin Nuts,
I'm Broke as Fuck;
Bleeding on tile watching it Soak in Blood

Screw Loose,
Homie think im off the Deep End;
My Death'll only matter to my Momma & my 3 Friends
(I MEAN THAT!)

Plausibly Suffering through my Bane Existence;
Numb to all Reality Lately so get the Caine & Sniff It

Paddy cake,Paddy cake,
Whip my wrist like Paddy cake
Two white bitches Mary Kate

Wrist on Lemon Tilt;
Ride around pop a Couple Pills

(OKAY!)
I like the bitches that do Alotta Drugs,
Shawty gon Sip It & go & Rip it til the Bottle Done

She say my dick a little bigger than Elephant,
You can not kick it boy you Irrelevant
(OKAY!)

Wrist Work,
Wrist Work,
Wrist Work,
Wrist

WRIST! (Prod.Davis Savage)

Lyrics:

[Bobby Atlas]
Ladies & gentleman!
boys n girls,
gather round..
Have we got a show for you tonight folks!

We have the Esteemed..
Highly..
prestigious
Highly..
steezey
Flow masta fat sack in the building,,
thats right Ladies & Gentlemen

[FlowMastaFatSack:]
Hardly a barbershop Cortet; 
More or less a Moraless
Apocalyptic vision of cities Deploying Foreign Ships

Boy im boyant to the Drown folk
& I got some ounces in the couch at the House Hold
Steezey

Chiefin Discreetly by the Orchid pine
Borderline immortalized
& Sure to find a Foreign Tide

Breachin sequences creepin in where the Demons Sit
& Even if I Seem a Bit Feverish just believe Me kid

[Keep on]

Goin til the angels try to Lock me up 
My brown eyed beauty was truly my only Shot at Love

Now all i got is drugs 
for every bitch thats left me bad,
I take a shot up out of the Bottle n Make an Empty Bag

I guess what can I say that aint been Said before?
Breads a Predator bread'll leave you dead for sure

Its only me and my facited personality
a double entendre reality wrapped in a tapestry

[Bobby Atlas]
Ladies & gentlemen that was a show indeed!
Im gonna stop djing and come back there & slap one of yall..Please believe me!
Bread is not a joke

Performing live tonight on Lonnies its the notorious Flowmastafatsack
& You're now rockin w the almighty Bobby Atlas,
Follow me!

SORCERERS! (Prod.KMD)

YOUTUBE VERSION:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2byDWqIjkm0

TRANSYLVANIA FREESTYLE!

VIDEO:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AuMjFKW4pcw

LYRICS:
Exasperated intrinsically 
through the former bits of therapy
Headed
wherever the forewinds Carry me 

im
less of a swordsman
more of a wanderer these days
Swappin the katana for a Briefcase 

Sink to where to winds blow Vacant
Grow Patient 
let the mold shapen 
360 Windmill Rotation

Man my maneurisms more Nomadic then its Ever Been
I travel in between the past in future in a Present Tense
Im HeavenSent

the evidence
the halo floating right above my horns 
You were Warned
Contempt & faithfully Scorn

Inner Monologue
Whisper indifferences of forgotten Law
Yin & yang I believe Created Eachother

They're here now,
My great grandfather and grandmother could have Never Met
& that would have been a forever ever..

forthwind //// VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION

YOUTUBE VERSION:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eEg2Hxy7YIw

Lyrics:
[Yung Ice Beam:]
Let my Literature Immortalize
Been a chosen Minister to Riddle where the Portal Lies

Yeah im sorta fly 
Coulda been a Pilot First 
Heading towards the sky everytime I Write A Verse 

Sleek Graph Piece Large like a Monolith
Shawty ask for trees
really she just Wanted dick

Prolly give her both 
Kissin like a Mistletoe 
All you simple Clones need to Kick a Different Flow

Spaced out like the Equinox
Brought your Premadonna Sheets of Blodder and a SpeakerBox

Many crowds of the People Watch 
Make the Rubble Crumble in a Tunnel way Beneath their Socks

Yeah I'll be up in the Pages soon
Schizophrenic homies always trippin out n Takin Shrooms 

Catacylsmic Notes Shine like a Diamond Stone
Known to Shift the Lunar Tides when I write a Poem

Find me Posted with a Bag of Pine 
Prolly Snatch your Wife she asks to be my Valentine

Pretty Critical Cynical Individual
Rip a show 
& Follow the witches into the Frigid Cold 

Pedal Next to Mercury
Devilish & Serpentine 
Kettle full of Turpentine

Masked Mannequin Traveling to the Vatican 
Pack a spiff
Stashing a Half Of bag of the Adivan 

You'll have to pArdon me for Artistry
rappers used to run they mouth and nowadays they Hardly Speak 

Got your miss slick askin me to Flutter Up 
Snatch another Butter Cup
You Know im on some Other stuff

Sure to make The Honor Roll
Drop a Flow colder then Popsicles in a Lot Of snow 

Come back for more and sure enough they Always do 
You dont get it Poppin off you prolly not a Baller dude 

The villain'll prolly Snatch a Purse 
Grab a bag of purp Light & Pass it back to Pirt

EQUINOX(Prod.LethalNeedle)

STIMULATED FREESTYLE.

Decapitate a bitch & tell her that I want more head.


CARDINAL DRIVE(Prod.Mighty-Mi)

I sharpen up my knife a bit while starvin' for some vicodin. 

FINE WITH ME FT.CEEJ[Rough Draft](Prod.The Alchemist)

CALIFORNIA CATACOMBS(Prod.Samiyam)

Y'all don't get no features like the faces on a mannequin.

THE DRILL(Prod.Dj Premier)

Why the fuck does my anxiety keep binding me?

STUCK IN REALITY(Prod.Sinoptic)

If rappin' doesn't cut it Guess I'll be a cult leader.

DRE$$ED TO KILL(Prod.HeadRush & DeadPrez)

Mixed and mastered by Lcam Entertainment.
Prod.@thealchemistofficial.
Artwork done by Dave Matthews.

Lyrics:

"I'm comin' with somethin Malice,Mustering up mechanic by-pass;
Sorround a clouded mountain in my ash,
Rhyme-Ultra.

Grab my 9 up out the holster,
Hit this spliff and grind like im supposed to.

Get up bitch!
You rockin' with the politics,
I'm plottin of poppin' droppin a bomb atop of congressman.

I'm a product of the 90's the kid is on it,
Sittin' with different women that sip it until they vomit,
CHOKE.

A tad-nice when I write rhymes,
Poltergeist holdin' mics,Not gonna stop it cause Breads the dopest right?

My style's amedextrious,The best at this,
Vertically positioned im turnin' and burnin' bridges uh,

Hap-hazardous Mad-Hatter with Black Daggers,
Back Practicing Black Magic and Bad Habits.

Mass of Skin graphs;Graphs could defy math,
Pathogenic acidic liquid drip in the Rhyme-Craft.

I stand to stand up you stand for nothing,
With 2100 black jack royal flushes your bluffin uh,

Apex rhymer break the cypher to compound,
Nuclear powerplant manage status of lockdown.

Spit sickened like a virus,Rhyme-Spits causin Mind-Tricks,
Clownin' you all I'm,"IT." 

Hit the weed then I ditch the scene,
The black cat rap crack you cant sit with me,
SUP?"

ALCHEMY FREEVERSE(Prod.The Alchemist)

Dedicated to my Molly Dearest ~
Prod:https://soundcloud.com/shinxbi_g

✩iDontWantToBeAloneAnymorefreestyle✩ (Prod.Avery Commonwealth)

Lunar Isles

Lyrics:
I'm young but I'm gettin' older..
I feel the sun but I'm gettin' colder,

If I could merge the past and present in a timelapse,
Calculate my errors then cut em' it would defy math.

Sip a wine glass,Fruit from the southern coast;
Morning ritual,Juice with the buttered toast.

Honestly I try not to speak about prophecy but possibly philosophies toppling into property so stop the greed.

No strings attached like a symphony,
If she can roll my weed she get the dick for free.

Mediated & Deviated I'm seekin' patience,
Staring at a blank slate barren with a straight face.

Emptiness;
Cold skin & old novels,
Percocet prescription tilt my head & take the whole bottle.

Full throttle I'll see you up in the solar-system,
& We can play the blame game til we know the victim.

BREAD.

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