[PROD. LONZO JAMZ]



Mission control's dead, the crew running out of oxygen this box is my death, best cosmic joke yet
Glance out the cupola realizing were super fucked 
Russia got two guns, does NASA think we're stupid chumps?

I'm hammering on the obstruction 
Analog percussive maintenance to abate utter destruction 
Nothing wants to function, Need a space cowboy with alloys to punch in 
Sounding like DOOM is near, Almost like a catchy tune to a near death human ear
Years crept through i fear connections that I left on terra firma aren't as certain as I was sure of when zooming here

But As I ruminate on useless thoughts, watching meters deplete dreams of returning to the rock
Fleeting as i work and stop, work and stop, curse a lot, fingers hurt but if it makes the difference id work em off 

Consider this the last hurrah 
before Explosions and the aftershocks 
Sorry y'all I wish I had a better way of signing off
I had a lot to do but gazing off at all the stars

Everything is dark, an existentially dreadful work of art
If it wasn't for the sight of my demise, I might call it sublime
My chest tightens I'm soon to depart
I dont know if you'll get this, maybe they'll find it in the wreckage 

The diatribes life and times final chapter, of a mind
Trying to capture dying gasps, while simultaneously trying to keep flying back 
A black box floating in a void, a message in a bottle,
Vessel been destroyed 

Past another asteroid, 



(if you're a space nerd ignore the inaccuracies. I tried to tie it all together lol)

Past Another Asteroid

[PROD. JesTer]

Crushing worlds between fingertips
Spaceship leadership lasers set to delete ya shit
Basic bitches can get a lasik straight from the hip
Wild west in 3 dimensions aint playing the kid

Wait in the wings for a change in the wind,
You came to play but I'm playing to win, phasers defacing ya skin 
Too much pride to fall turning time to idle on the edge of my comeuppance flipping all these motherfuckers off

From dusk till dawn going strong I don't have a limit,
Inimitable tenacity getting after these digits
Clashing with upper bounds physics on the regular,
So how the fuck you gonna tell me you on the level of 

This shit, it just hits different, drifting amidst midndess 
No mysticness, mistaking this sickness
Quarantine the crew, section off the bridge restrict 
All contact dont combat ack you get split in

Twain aimed at brains don't play with the precision
Id wager on the odd my ship isn't missing 
Maybe it's just kismet since from this distance,
You getting put out your misery and commission bitch

Equipped with illicit ballistics you get hit with quick
Won't even witness it 
Elicit widespread panic dancin with this ship
Captain brandishing a tractor beam no limp wrist grip

On the handle trigger finger bout to flip this script,
Let slip dogs of war havoc in this bitch
Random hits all along the hull systems split
I'm convinced you ain't ever seen some shit like this




Mothership

[PROD E.D.I.]


On and off the grind, on more often off again,
Talk a lot to pass the time, ain't charging us the oxygen
Clocking in clocking out, again A lot less out than in, 
Might as well make this the house but yall would change the locks and pins 

Dock the pay for rent so fuck it ima quit this bitch already
Got me some initiative and this shit isn't even steady 
But I've been ready, stealing pens I've been petty 
Throwing out manilla envelopes at will no bin empty 

I don't want infinite ends, id be content with less, 
Just enough to vent the stress, so I stay putting it in, never intend to rest,
..continuing to big success, not a bid to win excessively but recognition for what's been possessed 

Grinding like a diamond coat, giving off all kinda smoke
I don't know call it cutting edge man I'm maniacal,
David vs Goliath vibes fighting off the giant trope,
Ain't a trial I ain't survived i got some kind of hope

mortar and pestilence.mp3

[PROD SaynseBeats]

My inner circle is a dot, and believe it or not I'm not itchin to expand the plot a lot,
Hand to God or your deity of choice, 
Easily annoyed not eager to let it off

I'm being honest I don't need to be a part of anything that isn't me I be complete without the drama
TBD on my involvement in a feature, comma, often been unreachable for comment, correspondence been deleted all it, 

Its not malicious intent, it's ignition to vent,
Not starting it is simpler instead, given events
Call it indolence a little bit I guess a sense,
I'm not innocent of it or giving this as defense

on something different the rhythm doesn't match up,
Sick of playing catch up, sick of making rips just to patch up
Exacerbating rifts, im indifferent to the shit
I don't fuck with nobody, nobody catch me when I slip



Either way good or bad not great looking back,
But at least I had safety, it may seem 
Crazy out of place but i hate to play teams
But since 18 this was the way that saved me

My Head on a swivel I was nearly invisible
A Critical vigilance for anything shady
Its Credited for my continued existence, 
So How could I possibly operate 

Any other way, when any of these days my guard drop,
Pop pop, alright well, probably not but 
How could I possibly operate any other way,
When every time I played I got got

It's just simpler to not knock, a solitary individual,
Way too fucking cynical,
Maybe In the future up the limit to let in a few,
But it'll take a minute if I'm being really real with you 


i don't fuck with nobody nobody 
I don't even answer doors for nobody nobody
Not tryna share the floor with Nobody nobody 
Give admission to the core to nobody nobody
I don't fuck with nobody nobody
Not building any rapport with nobody nobody
I ain't even keeping score with nobody nobody
But you think you bringing more? No buddy, no buddy

No buddy no buddy no

No Buddy

[PROD. Ashby]

one of those

didn't expect to feel this good days,
No bills were unpaid My meal was cooked great
I Looked in the mirror, just to leer into my eyes
To my surprise all I had to say was maybe I should shave
I'm unaccustomed to it, the self loves a new one,
For me it's foreign, too performative I'm incongruent 
With the process work to be more fluid to fit the rubric
Some days feel like I'm doing it other days I'm losing
But that's the way it goes isn't it? Gotta take what you're given while aiming straight for the ribbon consistent pace is the ticket and today feels like the finish line, 
Inner mind quiet like a hidden mime, serenity been given life,
Never been a better time to get up, out get some of mine
Days passing by but I grabbed this one to stem the tide
On a hot streak this week maybe I just let it ride,
Isn't flawless but I've always been one to admit to mine
Nobody told me there'd be days like this,
Compared to the rest of my existence, begin to witness
A switch flip a missed sense of kismet, content with position it isn't often I get to lock the engines
An awkward feeling, caught me not pretending,
After all the masks I wore, my bare face feeling the air is sending 
Me into a fever pitch, obscene you get to see this shit
Continuously when I'm like a tourist on an Eden trip
Believing it's a destination I can get a visa,
All I need is a piece of peace, never give the lease up
Never relent release or ease up, til the second my scenes cut, never retreat just hoping I can keep up
Footing uneasy the feelings fleeting, will he
Hit ceiling, or drill into the building remains to be seen
Taking good with the bad, the ratio increasing
1:1d be wonderful, over underachieving its a good day

The Goodest Day

[PROD. ESTEPAXBEATS]

Trying to find my way, Ill equipped, skill issue 
I still don't quit, will continue til I'm killed or win
Filling shoes that feel too big, commit to moves give the spins, adrift too far I need a center point to get a grip

I hit the ground running, running my mouth younging 
Knew nothing about nothing fucking around fronting 
Head up in the clouds, now that i've descended on down 
Stunted it's not what I wanted I'm not proud, but get back up and

I'm back in the round going all twelve of them bitches
A hell of a distance enjoy every second that's ticking
Trying to find a purpose, the purse is an extra if given
But Personal fulfillment comes seldom with riches

Self comparison to the predecessors and peers stressing I feel lesser I fear that my career been arrested 
I wrestle with years pressing these pedals to switch gears 
At some point just hearing these lyrics isn't impressive 

Ive hit a wall I've seen so many vault, maybe the fault is mine
left behind trying to climb? Doing somersaults?
Felt above it all but really fell below the water,
Tryna figure out how to work smarter not harder

I barter with a god I mostly don't believe in,
At least the current version, certainly a heathen,
Working for the weekend, worse for wear and weakened,
These words are worth more it irks me when I'm sleeping

It's murky in the deep end, submerged too early surely
Learned to paddle purely out of panic, permanently addled me with worry,
Saddled with these manic thoughts dramatic shots of losing everything I have and starting back with nothing but this pad I got,

This train of thoughts brakes are shot, hoping it makes a stop,
Gotta make my way along, I've been running late a lot
Pretty sure my path shouldn't have these tracks laid across,
But take it as it comes I guess, next one ima make the hop

runaway trains of thought

[PROD ASHBY]

So it didn't turn out how you expected,
Dejected rejected depressed never get shit
The lesson's esoteric, a koan, a hidden message
Lifes a bitch, but still you gotta respect it,

Sometimes you gotta address this, distance
From circumstances wished for to situations you're pressed in,
Its impressive the shit that we put up with,
Enough sin against us to make the devil blush

Never bluffin staying on the business is a must when,
You're stuck in a direction like this one, you pissed huh?
Join the club, who wouldn't be, shouldn't be, 
Fuck, even the rookies looking at it like who couldn't be? 

Ruminated on the reasons for the batterin,
Reaching the conclusion, the bruisin hardened and calloused skin,
coupled with some chemical imbalances
Abandoned any chance of rehabbing the salaries inadequate

To battle it, feel it amounts to malice the mountain is steep, down and out but keep shouting like it matters if 
I speak or not, I reach the top, hit the peak and drop,
Ain't nothing sweet, suckin teeth at a decent thought

Of happiness, the deck is stacked against any chance of it,
Get it while it lasts, you have to procure a bag of it
Secure it through any avenue call it avarice if you want 
Im aint mad enough to keep from having it

Animosity for this panic til I'm inanimate 
That hand that goes to mouth now wrapping around a hammer quick
All they had to do was not clamor for every scrap and bit 
But couldn't help it so now it's something i have to fix

Out for mine it's fine if you do not cosign the grind made up mind decided, I tried to be kind but look what that supplied, life in idle idolize the lighter load looking for the brighter side in minor notes, but I don't know what I'ma find

anti-madder

[PROD JesTer]

GO FUCKING VOTE

https://registertovote.ca.gov/

...well that fucking sucked lmao


CIVICS

Pyrite

that's so crates

Phenomenon

Stubborn

CIVICS II

loafeye

Garbage

Palate Cleanse

To Whom It May Concern

[PROD. MAP]


I never get to talk about fun stuff

buymytshirt

Animal R

DOOMBOT

[PROD. JEFFJENKEM]

Standing at a tipping point its annoying 
They ain't royalty I must have missed anointment
Kiss the ring and need an ointment 
Fall in line or not but it's important that you pick your poison, apathy is not a choice when 

You're up against a demented dementia patient, base heads on the staff podcasters on investigations,
Beyond all estimations, greatness has never been further, 
A fervor created by wanna be Furher just to take shit 

Bend and break shit getting anxious impatient upending basics
Checks and balances the malice in your face, creation of a palace, callousness, disdain, for how you're gonna make it, analysis underway

For how to fuck you over harder maybe they'll sell our water next, spin it to the fodder as if they aren't architects
RFK probably tell ya swallow arsenic, can't even determine an internal logic to follow it

Encounter hardship? Too bad you ain't an Argentinian farmer, or have enough bribe to deposit, pull the fire alarm, 
It's undeniably wrong, impropriety god damn, ain't nobody alive that's got an eye on the ball

I'm side eyein' em all, controlled opposition this shit isn't flying at all, im sold on this image which in, they're compliant to fall, bold written positions but get in line when they're called, trying to stall, pantomiming as tall

id be delighted to be wrong, have it proven demonstrably false, just an illusion monsters a figment of an imagination conducive to gravitating to stupid conspiracy theories with no facts to recall

But the truth is it's a pincer move, thousands cuts, something bound to bust, round up all dissenters, the centers fucked, censor us it's a futile attempt to temper a movement, this is America nobody else can draw your conclusions,

Losing's a mindset are you losing your mind yet?
Its Ruthless design, you can divine the belied intent,
The truth of the times, signs been inscribed rights been denied, ice in effect, am I the one who sights fall on next

For the highest of crimes, non compliance, talking of science, drawing ire of tyrants to tie up and silence a
Woke mind virus vector spreading like wild fire, crossing lines, drawn in the sand is required never will I go quiet

I'm not inciting a riot, Fight for the right to write for the fight, that the mind is the might of the righteous, knowledge is power so those with power invite an anti intellectual bias, if we're all blind it's easy to lie to us

Schemes of a nihilist, a cabal of all the goliaths 
A solid alliance all to dissolve us, appall and devolve us, stall any progress, left with the problems fuck that,
Buck back, boycott, and weaponize all your dollars

VECTOR

Scalpel

You ain't never been about shit, 
But, you ain't never denounced bitch,
What the fuck you think it's amounting to
When I come up out the ground pissed with,
Actual skill, amassin the real, you stay talking bout assassins
 caps getting peeled I just can't grasp the appeal
Grab for steel like it's actually real
But it ain't just paint on the canvas to spill,
Words with no weight, you work with no weight
Bitch you got my net worth in 08
Eleventh grade save change to go play 
An ill fit, isotoners to OJ,
Talk rich like you listened to old Jay
But if you got it like that why the fuck do you rap when you make more cash selling cocaine?
I don't wanna hear shit bout a gold chain
Austere rapping got tinfoil plaque
Certified gold plated brass broke on the first day,
The RI double A won't let me send it back
Meanwhile, you talking all this money,
Acting like a thug, make me wanna go buy a mask and gun, take the shit to you cause 
If you half this dumb, they won't see no use

Faux Faux

[PROD. Nattie]

Virus in the air blood in the water
how you fare compared to the down low human slaughter?
50 9/11's defend sending your kid to school
if you ain't get it yet, sorry, you're expendable
but still the rent is due and the fuel, and the food
still as necessary as before you knew, learned the truth
ain't a soul you dont know will ever give a fuck if you
survive or die and eye for eye is baseline human moves
schooled to the unwritten rules
isn't news its just hard to witness when its different views
different hues getting different tiers the veneer splinters,
leaving gears of the machine visible sticking through
what happens when the cogs consciously stop turning?
all halting just to watch the shop burning not working
non cooperative pissed off and offering
no alternatives kill us all, right? we all vermin

Thalidomide

ack must die

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