[PROD AGRENIUS]

Wish I had a position to talk to these kids and they listen 
On a volatile mission call on em to bother to give a shit
About a ballot and fallible narratives 
Balances and checks on power, hows that for imperative
I may sound a little sour I scoured for a singular fuck for hours ended up more pissed, and of course additions to lists, dripping from the shower tallying shit, about how The evangelical taliban is banning and stripping and burning
Does this triggers your memory of a similar occurrences aint gonna need a history book to observe the worst of it
Earth isn't guaranteed to be better than previously
Dead easy to stir a peace to a frenzy and then get busy
usurp and eek all these victories giving certain convictions a bigger piece than deserved heard over centuries
Drawing the lines to divvy up deviously over their deity
Well deitdeez nuts bitch I got a degree on me
Easily beyond these meager Jedi mind tricks
That they been running across stars and all of stripes with
These minds are regressive and never can be at ease
You think youve seen the obscene tils scene is reaching tv

Theehawlogy

[PROD LEFTFIELD]





Finally did it it's mine to win and
I'm not arrogant I swear but i exhibited a clinic,
Time after time the underestimation escalated
Best to just let em lose their patience at the success I makin'
Yes I'm great, forget humility a second it's my day, 
Im my worst critic and I'm telling me to shut my face
Came in clutch like rivering a flush delivering a rush
Uninterested in humble I'm considerate enough 
The victor if I'm bluffing call it if you got the nuts
I Got triumph in my blood, you and I are not of one 
I'm an iron on the hip reliable when fired quick
Accurate within a thousandth of an inch I get it done 
Now its Mission accomplished, didn't need an accomplice 
Did it me and my damn self why would I be dishonest
A menace a fucking problem, I swear and and fucking I promise,
Anything between me and mine'll get it regardless

6ctory

[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

uhhhh please don't juke me with a takedown

I don't make a lot of genuine connections, 
Reflexively defensive, education from life's lessons
Was extensive, but then you entered into the lens once
And ever since I've been stuck second guessing

The sense you give me is effervescent, 
you bring me to life like evanescence, it's evidence that, 
I may have overestimated elements against it,
In love with every inch imperfection and indent 

Every confession of intention I meant it
In tense I'm pensive, in depth at the scent of your incense,
Rose tints grow so much more intense that
I don't know to tend it

I Got these walls not the best with guests at the entrance
But guess that you stepped past the fences,
The trespassers met their match in past adventures 
But you got my strategy guide no hiding treasures, and 

I might not be, truthfully, what you need,
Stupid things, come between, you and me all the time,
But I find you a dream, and it seems usually, 
That the stupidity underneath us is mine

But honestly I don't give a shit I'm a hypocrite it isn't gonna stop me, just cause me to be considerate 
it's iterative designs on a guy wasn't a bit,
We'll get it on the fly, you and I rediscovering it

couldn't help myself

[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. JesTer]

Pay coasters and gliders no mind I stay a mile higher,
I require a higher octane to remain in idle,
You're necessarily reactionary to other shit, 
When all I gotta do is stay off the Internet for awhile 

No ingenuity moving through these losers producing
Pursuing the cutting edge moving as if they can do it 
I'm Lucifer in a booth sir, unusually superb,
Few of these rappers hurting their attitude incongruent 

Not mad at the posturing, part and parcel to all this shit,
art of hostile acknowledgment y'all are gone if you starting it 
All along since apartments im past bodying carcass shit
Fuck your video hope your watch wallet or car could spit 

You should probably quit you're not enough to bother with
It's not honorable for me to body the nonequipped
Head nodding involuntarily yeah I caught the dip,
Any other comments honestly a waste of oxygen

Oxyacetylene

[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

The Original

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

You Could Probably Imagine With a Reasonable Degree of Accuracy How Much Fun I'm Having

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