[Lyrics]

(Intro - Alan Watts “The Dream of Life”)
(Lets suppose you were able every night to dream any dream you wanted to dream, and that you could for example have the power within one night to dream 75 years of time, or any length of time that you wanted to have, and you would naturally as you began on this adventure of dreams you will fulfill all your will)

(Hook)
Whats Life? (Yeah) Whats it mean to you? (Okay)
Does it make a difference is it me or is it you? (You)
Why you always stressin? (Uh-huh)
Why you dodge my message? (Yeah)
Why you always stressin? (Yeah)
Did I even mention?
You was down bad then you fucking needed help, Now Im down bad and I cant call out for help (Help)

(Bridge - Alan Watts “The Dream of Life”)
(Finally you would dream, wait one moment. You will dream the dream of living the life that you are actually living today. That would be, within the infinite amount of possibilities of choices in the world. Playing which you weren’t involved)

(Hook)
Whats Life? Whats it mean to you?
Does it make a difference is it me or is it you? 
Why you always stressin?
Why you dodge my message? 
Why you always stressin?
Did I even mention?

(Verse)
Take a hit, from the fucking bong 
Bitch its got me feeling gone, bitch I feel like Cheech and Chong and I
cant never get enough, nough 
When it comes to that sticky stuff oh yeah
Haters fucking run they mouth 
even know they talking down  
rolling joints, im acting wild 
I roll it up, im sparking loud 
Haters fucking run they mouth 
even know they talking down  
rolling joints, im acting wild 
I roll it up, im sparking loud 

(Bridge - Alan Watts “The Dream of Life”)
(Nature of love is self abandonment, not clinging to oneself. Throwing yourself out, as for example in basketball; you’re always getting rid of the ball. You say to the other fellow “have a ball” and that keeps things moving)

(Hook)
Whats Life? Whats it mean to you?
Does it make a difference is it me or is it you? 
Why you always stressin?
Why you dodge my message? 
Why you always stressin?
Did I even mention?

(Pre-Outro - Alan Watts “The Dream of Life”) 
(Thats the nature of life) 

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02. Reefer Madness, Chapter Two (interlude) [+prod. Yondo & Clemi$Dead+]

[Lyrics]

(Verse 1)
Kill my soul in a thousand ways 
Take my breath so I cant breathe  
Fallen souls with these fallen leafs 
And I fall down, I cant see 
All above is on me
Walk alone, straight zombie
Keep the peace and I bring the peace 
So lord just forgive me 
You dont know (You dont know)

(Verse 2)
All alone, so I cant break 
Hearkbreaks and panic states 
mind race, I hesitate 
I look around, and concentrate 
Need a dab, some concentrate 
Ease my mind, rehabilitate 
Open mind, when I reach devine. Its about that time, when the world decides (to be done) 

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01. We Can't Reach Destiny Alone... [+prod. Clemi$Dead+]

[Lyrics]

Whats up bitch
I hid the glock when u run up 
Pussy really hating bitch I lick him cuz its dumb luck
Dumb fuck, He wanna snitch
Pussy hating now I put him in a ditch for talking all that shit yeah
V like vendetta, the ice with the cheddar
You say you so hard but you not even ready 
Pull up Armageddon
Checking the temperature
100 round drum, Make sure youre ready
Whats up bitch, You talk a lot 
Whats up bitch, You is not hard 
Fuck that
You want the bands, better bust back 
hey hey 
Talking shit, You a hoe 
Run up bands, I want some more 
Say you hard, but not hard
You catch a slug to yo temple bro 

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Vendetta (demo)

[Lyrics]

Today will be the day
That I 
Die
Today will be the day
That I
Die

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Cicada // Ode [432Hz]

Wifisfuneral:
soundcloud.com/wifisfuneral

[Lyrics]

(Intro - Wifisfuneral)
Aye, you can see my pain through these Cartier frames
You can catch me laid up with your bitch while I’m in the big body switching lanes
He tryna pay me for that six but had it switched out with that Kay
And this clip is strictly hollow tips, im gonna rip that bitch to the head im Brian Cage

(Hook - Wifisfuneral)
And they say that I’m insane 
Catch me off the perc, okay like goddamn can’t contain 
He was nothing for his boys, he kept that business from his gang 
Baby girl dropped that pussy on me, I damn near lost my brain 
Put a opp nigga in a cookie pack, we smoke that shit for days 

(Verse 1 - Wifisfuneral) 
Come bring the woe my way, two pills can’t feel my face 
Had to put that lil boy in place, his favorite rapper to me ain’t that great 
I put a hole inside his head, he think he krillin’? 
Hoe okay 
Im kicking shit just like a Itachi, im Eddie Gory with the drake
We putting nails inside his coffin, keep it closed with nun’ to say
Kay’ he thought this shit was sweet, why do you think there’s funeral in my name?
I slay a thot then hold my piece, yeah you know how to play this shit to the game 
Still is a mud cup, my stains 

(Bridge - Wifisfuneral)
You can see my pain through these Cartier frames
You can catch me laid up with your bitch while I’m in the big body switching lanes
He tryna pay me for that six but had it switched out with that Kay
And this clip is strictly hollow tips, im gonna rip that bitch to the head im Brian Cage

(Hook - Wifisfuneral)
And they say that I’m insane 
Catch me off the perc, okay like goddamn can’t contain 
He was nothing for his boys, he kept that business from his gang 
Baby girl dropped that pussy on me, I damn near lost my brain 
Put a opp nigga in a cookie pack, we smoke that shit for days 

(Verse 2 - CLEMi$DEAD)
Know that crime pays, locked up in the cage
All I did was wait, ain’t no time for debate 
Ain’t nobody safe, better hide in your room we ain’t coming out to play
Hollow tips, FNs 
Better keep on steppin’ (what?), Weef he keep the weapon (yeah)
Lil uzi, shoot it at you 
No we ain’t stressin’
New lesson, I bring it back 
48 hundred in dubs, thats what I made from sacks 
People keep wanting to front, oh you’s a fuckin’ lie
People keep wanting to hate, oh now we cuttin’ ties
Mobbed up, call me Soprano yeah we got suit and ties
Fuck that, give me the auto and we gon’ let it spray 
Fuck that give me the- (damn)
Fuck that give me the auto and we gon’
(yo how this shit go?)
Fuck that, give me the auto and we gon’ let it spray 
Bust back, send me the tempo ain’t got no time today 
Money bags, all in our eyes
Love to see dollar signs 
You and I, seeing the stars so the futures bright 
Dead inside, I do not know what is left inside 
Clem-is-dead, no I do not what to testify 
People frontin’, people fakin’
But they always fuckin’ say-

(Hook - Wifisfuneral)
And they say that I’m insane 
Catch me off the perc, okay like goddamn can’t contain 
He was nothing for his boys, he kept that business from his gang 
Baby girl dropped that pussy on me, I damn near lost my brain 
Put a opp nigga in a cookie pack, we smoke that shit for days 

(Outro - CLEMi$DEAD)
Shoutout Wifi

---

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I Can’t Contain (w/ Wifisfuneral) [+prod. Nvbeel+]

[Lyrics]

(Intro)
Fuck, Clemisdead
Wassup B, you know how we rockin’

(Verse)
It’s like we, all livin’ on borrowed time
Tomorrow is a promise that we can’t rewind (can’t rewind)
We been, living in the dark; a cycle where the blind leads the blind 
Why do we? (why do we?)
Find it hard to leave the past behind?
Is it all, because it defines who we are inside?
The scars left on our hearts which caused the great divide 
On these, lonely nights, im just asking why?
Is this how it’s all designed? Why can’t we just see the signs?
So the, stars align and the paths collide 
And the knot is tied 
On this, infinite fine line between death and life
In the end, will we all seek divine as we reach for the skies?
Im just, sick of being tired 
Feel like I’m glitchin I’ve been wired 
To this system, just let me fry 
Locked up in that cage, in the county just let me rot 
Wrote this on my bunk, just a pen and pad
Fuck

(Outro)
Know it’s superficial, wrote it off the mental
Notice how I do it, people think it’s stupid 
What?

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7. Ambivert [+prod. NeverForever+]

[Lyrics]

(Verse)
Hey, is this the end?
(This? the end?)
I’ve tried over and over again
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hey (yeah) is this the end?
(Is it? the end?)
I’ve tried over and over again
(Yeah, yeah)
Over and over again

---

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8. Atyches [+prod. Hills+]

[Lyrics]

(Hook)
Dis way (dis way), dat way (dat way)
Hop out (hop out)
Slow down (slow down)
Big bands (big bands)
On me (on me), on me (on me) 
Ah yeah
Dis way (dis way), dat way (dat way)
Hop out (hop out)
Slow down (slow down)
Big bands (big bands)
On me (on me), on me (on me) 
On me

(Verse)
Huh, what the fuck?
I don’t give a fuck if this shit luxury (yeah)
Baby please, tell me what you really fuckin’ want from me (I don’t know whatchu need) 
I don’t know, get it quick
Get it at yo store (yeah), vacuum seal
Double vacuum bags so this shit don’t smell (ew)
If I drop this in 2016, then they’d be loving me (loving me) 
Fuck the pen, fuck the pad
Go hard, all the way 
Freestyle, G-Goyard 
A-Ah yeah, ah yeah

(Hook)
Dis way (dis way), dat way (dat way)
Hop out (hop out)
Slow down (slow down)
Big bands (big bands)
On me (on me), On me (on me) 
Ah yeah
Dis way (dis way), dat way (dat way)
Hop out (hop out)
Slow down (slow down)
Big bands (big bands)
On me (on me), on me (huh) 
On me (yeah)

---

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6. Indat [+prod Willie G+]

[Lyrics]

(Verse)
Get back, nah fuck that (what?)
Clemisdead, he don’t want that 
He a rugrat, he a grimey boy
I say that I don’t really play fair (I don’t really)
I don’t drink Cristal (yeah)
Clemisdead don’t fuck with alc (yeah)
I want the dope, I need dope
I get high and I stay there (whoo)
What you really know about me? huh (what?)
Bitch I keep lowkey (yeah)
I wear a hoodie when its 103 (kay)
I stay hot with no degrees (whoo)
I whip the benz with no keys
I stay fresh, no-no clean 
Hit up my phone if you need an arrangement (yeah)
Clem is so dead and these people basic like (what?)
You don’t know me, huh (nah)
Check the record got a felony (yup)
And that’s not a flex, it was OG (kay)
I pushing weight (yeah), heavily (what?)
Now i strayed away and I stayed clean 
And I did my time, easily 
Now it’s safe to say that I’ve been there
Done that (yeah), fuck that

---

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5. Narcissist [+prod. Willie G+]

[Lyrics]

(Intro)
I might, blast off
I might, blast off (yeah, said like)

(Hook)
Better get back fore you blast off 
Better get back fore you blast off (yeah, yeah)
Better get back fore you blast off (what?)
Better get back fore you blast off (im like)
Blast off (I might)
Blast off (blast off)
Blast off (blast!)
Blast off (yeah, yeah)

(Verse)
Better back up, motherfucker whatchu talkin’? 
Hit it from the back, motherfucker I’m a goblin 
You’s a fucking bitch that’s yo motherfucking problem 
Talking all the shit, motherfucka start somethin’
You’s a punk bitch you ain’t equate to nothin’ (huh?)
I don’t give a fuck, keep it pushin’ (yup)
Steel toe boots and I still kick the bucket 
And these Chrome Heart jeans ain’t cost me nothin’
Like fuck 
I don’t give fuck though (yeah)
Talking all that shit, motherfucker taste the ground hoe (ground hoe)
Better back up, better back up 
Better back up for you blast off

(Hook)
Better get back fore you blast off (what?)
Better get back fore you blast off (yeah, yeah)
Better get back fore you blast off (what?)
Better get back fore you blast off (im might)
Blast off (I might)
Blast off (blast off)
Blast off (blast!)
Blast off (yeah, yeah)

---

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4. Blast [+prod. Yxnglyz+]

[Lyrics]

(Intro)
Ooh, still make beats like this? 
yeah, yeah (said like)
Yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah
Okay like 
Yeah, yeah
Okay like
Huh, huh 

(Verse)
Clem-is-dead back in this bitch, whole MAC in this shit 
Ice with white gold with the chains in this bitch (go bitch)
Throw cash in this shit, no matchin’ and shit 
Roll your own dope with a bag of this shit like
Tropicana cannabis, bitch you better believe it
Better be paying if you beggin for feature (what?)
Clem is so dead, he’ll copy delete you 
Hit yo’ ass up and give you a seizure like-
Damn, woah, woah, woah 
Damn, damn, damn
Okay like 
Damn, damn, damn
Okay like
Damn, damn
Yeah-yeah-uh yeah yeah

(Outro)
Enjoy

---

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3. Ergot [+prod. Yxvth+]

[Lyrics]

(Hook)
Fuck is you talkin’? the fuck is you on?
Pussy boy be hatin’ I let it be known 
Don’t fuck with rats or these snakes or these peons 
Pussy boy hating I let it be known
Fuck is you talkin’? the fuck is you on?
Pussy boy be hatin’ I let it be known 
Dont fuck with rats or these snakes or these peons 
Pussy boy hating I let it be known

(Verse 1)
Ridin’ so low might scrape it (scrape it) 
Ridin’ so low to the pavement (yeah)
Wheels straight bumping to the basses (basses)
Lemme take it back to the basics
Droppin’ an eighth in the wood lemme face it (face it)
People be hating I stare in amazement 
I do not know what the fuck you is saying
Claimin all of this false shit, you fakin’ 

(Verse 2)
Mescaline canister, im just ahead of em’
Clem is so dead, yet these bastards can’t handle em’
People be messaging, they just a fan of me
Sucking my dick like a bitch, they impressed with me 
Testing me, all of these people be questioning
Deafening, all of these sound so erratic 
Schematic, Im done with the people, ive had it 
It’s back to the basic im done with this shit like

(Hook)
Fuck is you talkin’? the fuck is you on?
Pussy boy be hatin’ I let it be known 
Don’t fuck with rats or these snakes or these peons 
Pussy boy hating I let it be known
Fuck is you talkin’? the fuck is you on?
Pussy boy be hatin’ I let it be known 
Dont fuck with rats or these snakes or these peons 
Pussy boy hating I let it be known (ooh)

---

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2. Asbestos [+prod. The Virus and Antidote+]

[Lyrics]

(Intro)
Bury shotty in the bronx, bury shotty with some rocks
Crystal thotty on my cock, now she-

(Verse)
Bury shotty in the bronx, bury shotty with some rocks
Crystal thotty on my cock, now she’s riding in the box
I cant even have her soul, I dont even fuckin’ know
Come on wit’ me gotta go, follow me I gotta go (yeah, aye)
Follow me I gotta go (wassup, wassup)
Follow me I gotta go (okay, yeah)
Follow me I gotta go (come on, come on)
Ice on me motherfucker listen to my vocal cords
When yo shawty say the word she hit the motherfuckin’ floor 
Dont be scared just beware, when you snap me i’ll be there 
Hit me up if you ain’t scared
Motherfuck-im everywhere (bye bye, bye bye)

---

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1. Shotty [+prod. Breezeh+]

[Lyrics]

(Intro - “High School Confidential” 1958 Film )
(you can see the difference between a real cigarette and marijuanna, and there be no mistaking the texture or content, if you were to handle it)

(Verse 1)
Okay, okay, look
People hating on their lives wanting fucking change
While i've been acting up, just doing my fucking thing (marijuana)
You know im young and reckless, all that shit you know I do
You know I love the smell and oder that comes off of you

(Hook)
I got weed
Smoking dope I roll that tree
I got weed
Rolling doobies every week (marijuana)
I got weed
Smoking all day through the evenings, smoking dope all night its the fucking weekend

(Bridge - “High School Confidential” 1958 Film)
(now, in the language the addicts use among themselves. Marijuanna is refered to as Mary Jane, pot, weed, or T. They never say to each other "lets smoke a marijuanna cigarette" they say, "lets turn on or lets blast a joint")

(Hook)
I got weed
Smoking dope I roll that tree
I got weed
Rolling doobies every week (marijuana)
I got weed
Smoking all day through the evenings, smoking dope all night its the fucking weekend

(Bridge - “This Is Your Brain on Drugs” 1980s Commercial)
(Is there anyone out there who still isnt clear about what doing drugs does? okay, last time. This is your brain. This is drugs. This is your brain on drugs.)

(Verse 2)
Yeah, yeah, haha-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, okay!
If god exists tell me why I see these fucking demons (yeah)
These people bleeding, switching up for no fucking reason (okay)
They say they riding till the end, but they ain't about shit
Ima spark up a blunt, give a fuck about it
Give a fuck about it
Give a fuck about it
Sparking up these fucking bowls, give a fuck about it (marijuana)
Give a fuck about it
Give a fuck about it
Sparking up these fucking bowls, give a fuck about it 

(Hook)
I got weed
Smoking dope I roll that tree
I got weed
Rolling doobies every week (marijuana)
I got weed
Smoking all day through the evenings, smoking dope all night its the fucking weekend

---

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02. Reefer Madness, Chapter One (interlude) [+prod. JoeMay & Clemi$Dead+]

Solum: 
https://soundcloud.com/solumaeternum

[Lyrics]

(Intro - CLEMi$DEAD)
What in the fuck? What in the? (yeah)
What in the fuck? What in the fuck? What in the fuck? What in the? (yeah)
What in the fuck? What in the fuck? What in the fuck? What in the?
What in the fuck? What in the fuck? What in the fuck? What in the?
Yeah, Okay

(Verse 1 - CLEMi$DEAD)
Bitch off a tab
And she off a fucking tab
Running up the bands and I’m counting up this cash
I don’t really give a fuck, where the fuck are you at?
Out of the map
Couting then stacks
Getting them racks
Flipping the packs
Running it back
33 hundred, I’m breaking her back
Smoking on dope and you know it straight gas
I got the gas, it fire (no cap)
Run up the bands whatcha talkin bout?
Pussy boy chattering what’s all the talk about?
Say you got Glock and you gonna come and shoot me now?

(Bridge - CLEMi$DEAD)
Yeah, yeah
Aye I lowkey killed that verse back there
Gonna fuck up the next one, take two

(Verse 2 - Solum)
Does he?
Bless thee
Mercy Street
My wrist so cut; front bleeds
Switch blades to a nigga
Run, flee; Clique deep
My clip is a disc, fall for it
Tell him as it is, fall for it
Came and we did, fall forth
Blame me for the kids
But we’re meant for a crown, I needa pen

---

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The Lost Interlude (w/ Solum) [+prod. Cofredy & Yapuzi+]

[Lyrics]

(Hook)
I feel like I’m flying on the moon
I’ve been sitting back chilling here just playing tunes
I’ve been vibing here so damn long, there’s nothing too it. Yeah
There’s nothing too it, yeah
There’s nothing too it, yeah
I feel like I’m flying on the moon
I’ve been sitting back chilling here just playing tunes
I’ve been vibing here so damn long, there’s nothing too it. Yeah
There’s nothing too it, yeah
There’s nothing too it, yeah

(Verse)
45 to my head, I won’t let go
All these lost ass fucking people, these lost ass souls
If you want to follow my own way, I say let’s do it
If you think I’m walking just for you, You must
Be stupid; And I
Pick up the pace
Stare me in face I’m full of this rage
Demons inside and they torture my brain
No wonder why I am so full of this pain

(Hook)
I feel like I’m flying on the moon
I’ve been sitting back chilling here just playing tunes
I’ve been vibing here so damn long, there’s nothing too it. Yeah
There’s nothing too it, yeah
There’s nothing too it, yeah

(1960s anti weed commercial)
(Youth is a happy time and a care free time
But sometimes in these troubled days, the very thoughtlessness of youth has lead to a living nightmare
Addition to drugs
To often acquired with tragic carelessness, may take control of a life)

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Moon [432Hz]

[Lyrics]

Im so wavy off these drugs (huh?)
Can’t feel my face bitch I’m getting fucked up (yeah, aye) 
Got me fucking geekin, trippin nuts 
Pop 4 tabs and it’s got me star struck (yeah, yeah)

---

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03. LilyOfTheValley⁵⁵⁵ (clip) [+prod. Triple$ixDelete+]

[Lyrics]

(Hook)
Narssacistic,  Pessimistic 
I’ve been fucking searching
In the dirt 
I’m on the ground 
And then I’m fucking lurking 
Cut cold 
Like culprit 
Bitch I scope you like it’s 1v1 on rust 
I keep that thing tuck 
I kill you fuckers, What is up?

(Verse 1)
Fuck that 
Bitch I’m hitting on a hoe
All these daggers bitch I skin yo fucking throat
Flash bang, bitch I hit em quick scope 
And when I fucking see you better hope you really bout it 

(Verse 2)
(yeah)
Knock it off, When I hit the bodies let the body drop (bodies drop)
Bitch you soft, When I kill you fuckers bitch I hit em hard; Kill em all
Every fucking second when I hit em off 
Knock it off, When I hit the bodies let the body drop (bodies drop)

(Hook x2)
Narssacistic,  Pessimistic 
I’ve been fucking searching
In the dirt 
I’m on the ground 
And then I’m fucking lurking 
Cut cold 
Like culprit 
Bitch I scope you like it’s 1v1 on rust 
I keep that thing tuck 
I kill you fuckers, What is up?

---

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02. Ambient𝒻ₒᵣₑᵥₑᵣ [+prod. HushInSilence+]

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