i listen to this every morning and it makes my day so good 

FREE LEONARD PELTIER

Lyrics:

Got a bitch in a bag in the back of the van
Got that loud in a bag in the back of the van x2

My dick is verbose
stick in hoes and its tickling toes 
You overdose from one flick of my nose
Open the door and the woes come in droves 
Bitch gimme dome and I piss in her mouth 
Forgot to pull out so im fishing it out
Im efficient with weapons of nuclear damage
I got a noose and its radioactive 
I need a boost or I loose my compassion 
We hang you from trees like a hammock
God dammit examine botanic im smoking
I panic its laced and my face is eroding
Well fuck it the chronic is how I be coping
So load a new bowl and then keep that bitch rolling
Im floating My brain is imploding im broken
And I just left earth if a challenge arise please send me a notice
I send em a hearse, yes im a curr just accrued I could curse em
My dick in ya ear like fuck what you heard and im certain the bitch is a bird 
She in love with my seed and its curtains

Got a bitch in a bag in the back of the van
Got that loud in a bag in the back of the van 
Got a gat in my lap and the strap in my hand
Got them bands in a bag in the back of the van x2

Bitch its lit self immolation
A roach is immortal but not this rotation
We smoking on rocks and the rocks Himalayan 
Burn bible pages with satan in my basement
If ops on the rez then we fire at agents
Free Leonard Peltier till he outa them cages
Fuck the police we mob in the station leaving it vacant with guns and blunts blazin
The captain is gasping and asking for mercy “like no please don’t hurt me”
This native is sparing no life in a hurry he leave in a gurney 
Not fucking with C you got scurvy Look down on you earthlings
I am the Anishanabe and honestly I don’t see nobody stopping me
I got the game on monopoly I got my name on all of your property
God I be godly embody all three of gods posse its chaucney
So don’t try to copy kakashi surrounded by trash like im Wall E Im sloppy 
Check the philosophy its no apologies cant stop to grieve
No modesty I am a prodigy of high degree
To be the best is my prophecy this I decree
Unleash the beast and then label crazy
Ladies anal is fatal when you fucking with Hades
Painful to see how Hennessey can be a remedy
Quick to go from a friend to an enemy  
Dabble in unethic devilry 
Revel in ecstasy I got some felony tendencies 
Decay your tendons and tend to the recipe rest in peace
Cannibal animal chewing on human no penalty 
Steadily pumping some fentanyl into my entity 
Nemo clips if I see an enemy (sea anemone)
Nemo clips if I see an enemy (sea anemone)

Engage in some vein banging 
Insane that my brain maintaining 
I been whipping the cane and slanging
No skipping on payments
Run up and stain the pavement
Addicted to pain and you paying
Fuck with the gang and you hanging
No way that you say what you saying
Im diggin the grave you lay in
Ya better quit playing 
Bitch on her knees, squaw style
My dick in her spleen raw style
Bank account on Rothschild
Don’t ask me why im Hostile 
Said Bitch on her knees, squaw style
My dick in her spleen raw style
Bank account on Rothschild
Don’t ask me why im Hostile 

1st Single off The Goop Tape (coming soon)

got like 3 tapes im working on coming soon <3

Hostile

Shout Out to the Yazi Podcast baby B)

Lyrics:
Cease the peace when C’s in question
Squeeze the piece in each direction
Leave a beat deceased in seconds
Believe my speech is lethal weapon
Fuck police see LP for reference
Afterbirth my favorite beverage
Slice you wrist and squeeze a lemon
The way a legend speak will take you off yo feet so
Pick a seat I got ed geins collection
Blunts I need atleast eleven  
Get obscene when I heat the resin
Breathe on c my noose will leave you breathless
C extreme take evil measures 
Got medieval torture methods 
Im your queen’s illegal fetish
Beat my meat knee deep in feces
She get dp in my teepee
You get drawn on, bitch graffiti 
Mister never sign a treaty 
Fuck your white flag no survivors 
Sorry smokey I brought the fire
middle finger fuck your eyelids
drive screwdrivers through your iris
since ya don’t fuck with the vision 
Im the kage of this village
Sirens blarrin in the distance
Killed 8 men and left no witness
Cant escape the kiss of death
A villain writes with poison pens
Got groupies sucking death no cigarette
Im sippin RigJuice for my intellect
Its fuck a coast Midwest the set
Leave a trail of chalk line silhouettes 
Manifest some mal intent and
Suffer sudden death with Neptune
Take a swim in them cement shoes
Broken heart its just a flesh wound
I been sippin out a test tube
Walk up in your parents crib like what the fuck you cooking ma
My hand up in your cookie jar, her pussy look like wookie paw
Shave it off then slay it raw bitch I don’t play at all
A real rap deity you niggas stuck with rookie marks
Sever several spinal cords at my accord
My final form is something rivals striving for
I abhor the crime of lying that’s a lie my kind of sport
Mayan ripping hymen when she climb aboard my giant sword
Hit it with the force of a asteroid that killed the dinosaurs 
Now the whore is crying “Mylan my vagina sore 
And whyd you cum inside me this is not what I had signed up for”
Shut up bitch theres the door
But if a baby stats growing just know get gonna get abortions
She be sucking on my foreskin in the porche while I be forkin down enormous portions
Of forest please homie hold your horses im in orbit mind is horridly morbid
Im getting high off agent orange i get endorphins when my knives explore your organs cops will never find the corpses I got more pot than a flourist
Keep a bag like im a tourist got a tool like im a sword smith
step inside a morgue my sword get stiff no rigor mortis
You aspire for messiah but I am ya fucking lordship
My bank account gone flourish but yours be looking malnourhsined 
Im piping down ya mother while ya bitch ass dad record it
Im bringing the apocalypse don’t care about the horsemen
But this spic gotta dip like im getting fucking deported

Dude Where's My Quran?

Abortion!

AFOURTEEN x CHAUNCEY- FUCKTITOBOYZ!

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ALL THESE PEOPLE FIRE AS FUCK YOU SHOULD REALLY CHECK THEM OUT.

IM ONLY UPLOADING THIS SINCE ITS NOT ON SOUNDCLOUD AND I WANNA BUMP THIS AND I KNOW SOME OF YALL WANT TO ASWELL

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BLCKK X STONE DELUXE X BMG X DARKIE - IN MY HANDS (PROD. YOKIA)

Lyrics:
Im walking down the street with a blade all in my abdomen
i tried to do the seppuku it couldn't do the master in
Scarred flawed manic struggle dancing on his path of sin
I thought i had friends but i only had mannequins
don't get to excited over-rated are the ratios
hate for breakfast with a side of eggs and felatio
whole sale souls leave holes where they woulda been
never find time for mine im holding up my crooked ends
never found his footing now im looking for that wooden den
pushing daisies wonder what they cooking in the butchers pen
tell me that im paranoid for conformation bias
doing conga lines of coke until i compromise my sinus
i hate being sad but i fucking love to hide it 
sometimes i cry when i cant stand the sound of silence
my dad wanna know what im doing with this life of mine
and mom wanna now why i smiled less than half the time
in the past four months, i should pass more blunts
thats probably not the answer oh well thats rough
you get what you ask (for) and i don't ask for much
don't stand on that ledge if ya legs cant jump like
pass me another blunt i think i'm feeling sober
everybody suicidal but afraid to go first

pass me another blunt i think i'm feeling sober
everybody suicidal but afraid to go first
running out of luck i peeled a petal off the clover
as a youngin' i was rushing didn't know time cost more when you're older

Mixed//Mastered by Benjamin Barnett

Conformation Bias

ALL PRAISE TO THE MOST HIGH

WE ARE GOD

first track off of "dude wheres my Quran" EP

Lyrics:
okay Big Boss alert i never split the check
im kickin wreck you better hit the deck 
Im Mr never passed a pissin test
Steady rippin spliffs in sesh
My clique a different kin the rest 
Just wishin to be gifted yes
My presence is depressing
Like poverty stricken christmases
To less efficient intellects 
Dismiss the competition think a 
Pawn could put this king in check
I give a stinking shit what a perverted christian bishop says 
Triple 6 is spittin def i hope ya hoe is mincing meat 
On any given track the bitches skip to me then skip the rest
Submissive in the linen stiffest dick is what my misses get
Rapping is my job and nigga over qualified
Bonafide Fertile verbal homicide
You callem cops i callem swine
My squad halal we cocking nines
Spot a cop and rockets fly 
from his body his head get ostracized 
I collumbine the beat i leave it traumatized
You call her mom i call her mine
She holla to swallow my tallest meat then get sodomized
My condom size is optimized to compromise the colon of my concubines
If my cum some colonists consider coochie colonized
Uber drop her off she top me 
An then i shoe her out stu like thanks for stopping bye
Crack rock in my blunt im not stoned bitch im fossilized

all praise to the Most High

NO DISCUSSION FT. KAMIYADA+ (PROD. NA$TII)

LIL DARKIE - I AM ADDICTED TO DRUGS AND TIRED OF IT

ANOTHER STUPID DUMB FUCKING NO MELDOY SONG THAT BOPS
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FUCK A CORONA Ft. D$TAXKS, LIL DARKIE, CHRIST DILLINGER, MK ULTRA (Prod. STVNK!)

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