When you said somthing about ambigastrous and "satan's a normal attire " You could say I was on a rampage breaking societal normal codes bro! yall deserve way more bro keep losing yourself, don't find you yet , I'm a not-so distant star emploding "with a glass full of ether, einstien on the brink of the theory of relativity not your Mc equal"_cole. Hope ya'll stay dropping shit despite what paths we come across , Hope you get the position#wingsback equal to  your enlightenment also spiritually as angels as well bro , , Lxner  I admire the music and the inter-dimentional crytsals on my reefer.  Ya'll are still assholes thought ❤️‍🔥, No saint🤧. Parys is yours ,but ya'll will have to keep killin em' to keep what you keep, Sparta .  {disclaimer:This isn't a well thought out context but a link} Yauhndoe

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[Lyrics]

smoke fill my chest till it’s puffing out /
feel that burn in my lungs then I cough it out/
all my weed smell like feet I got chronic gout/
fuck you thought about me don’t want any clout/
listen closely I am here for the art and the money, I’m done funny business shut it down/
running they mouth till they flop like a trout/
whole squad laughing yall nothing but clowns/

come out the dungeon got blades on my waist, imma prick I might poke if you don’t give me space/
can’t wait to see how you pop in the face when the tip of this shit ripping through every vein/
controlling fates like this life is a game/
no one to blame but myself it’s a shame/
soak up the dark till it rip me apart I ain’t claim to be hard, you’re the one in the grave/

everyday has been feeling the same I wake up pour my potion and pray/
can’t even live in the darkness no more when the demons approach they all know me by name/
not even worth tryina cover my face I ain’t safe anymore got a soul they gon take/
bitch I’ve been up for 3 days off a addys the only objective is just stay awake/

bitch, Im eroding the walls of reality I got a strategy so that the angels fall down on me/
I turn a normal hoe life to a tragedy, Bonnie she cooling with Clyde & she blast for me/ 
ready for war call Calvary/
got fake fake friends burn them off like some calories/
but it’s fuck ‘em I know that they jealous cause I went and spent they whole salary, all in a day/
prolly on weed and some weaponry, fuck it I take off yo top of you mess with me/
we got a problem if you think I’m fuckin yo hoe for anything that’s more than free/

you bet I don’t break/
I might be fucked cause I thought I was safe/
how in the fuck do they know me by name/
always so fucked when they know you by name/ YUH

SOAK UP THE DARK [PROD. WHITECXFFIN] (lyrics in desc.)

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[Lyrics]
Keep my head in the clouds cause its safer up here, yeah stay clear
Cause im too fucked up i forgot why i came here
She replied said "same here"
You can take what you want
I planned on giving it up
In this life i feel stuck
My heads about to cave in
There's no one here i can love
Heart break has had me enough
Lipstick on cigarette buds
You always find a way in

My head and i hate it
Cause you're so much better than my latest
But you always coming 'round for some payment
Gotta look into the mirror and face it

You're not the one
You take away all my fun
You fucking said i should die
So ill look into the barrel of the gun, now i keep my

head in the clouds cause its safer up here, yeah stay clear
Cause im too fucked up i forgot why i came here
She replied said "same here"
You can take what you want
I planned on giving it up
In this life i feel stuck
My heads about to cave in
There's no one here i can love
Heart break has had me enough
Lipstick on cigarette buds
You always find a way in

cigarettes kill

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too sick with it/ 
I ain’t satisfied till every noose has a muhfuckin neck in it/
don’t know how to feel, after popping these pills , lx aint even real, always stay hidden/
checked out from the drugs in my mind what I do this time, I don’t know?
blinds close quick when I go roam/
hold that stick my waist all chrome/
blacked out whips slide by yo home/
solar eclipse when the fye hits your dome/
go off the grid cause I’m tracking yo phone or forever be scarred i wont do it alone/

Tommy guns make em run like Capone/
mafia shit my crew full of unknowns/
in the dirt I left a pile of bones/
on the trees I left some blood for the crows/

fantasize about the murder tactics/
hit squad got em doing backflips/
put that muhfucka in a casket/
keep the strap safe in the mattress/
fuck 12 we get real active/
in the bank take em all captive/
hoodied up they aint know what happend/
ghosts came through and caused havok bitch/

TOO SICK

LYRICS:

Just to hit this beat I had to make some shit up to be mad about
Hit up Krim to check the count
I hit twenty four, my brother put some fucking paper in my hand
This whole situation planned bitch

I go by my ones that’s what my hands for
Ay and put these rappers up on best gore
Y’all don’t gotta tell that’s what the feds for
Put this fucking mag up through his front door
Said somebody blood that’s where I fucked up
You let that shit slide that’s how you fucked up
Stand on something once, ay you fake fuck
You might love that bitch but ay I’m not one

Like I give a fuck ‘bout where you come from
If it’s up like that I got my scope in on y’all loved ones
Look like you got flipped to state informant bitch
That’s why I ain’t text him shit my album too important bitch I,

All y’all need some jobs you get some bread for it
Go do something real and get some ‘cred for it
Right now you a bitch it’s in y’all DNA
And get the fuck up out my life, not no Q and A
Fuck y’all parents I should beat ‘em dead
Said fuck who brought you up, who kept you fed
Ay fuck the scene and fuck the shit it bred
Middle fingers up, bitch I really bled

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🎧Karma hat Humor𝆮
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💫Review – “Karma hat Humor” (Final Version)

A glowing hymn to creativity — It celebrates the sacred stillness between inspiration and release. It’s intimate yet boundless, turning a quiet stage into a cosmic cathedral of human connection. Every verse feels like a confession wrapped in velvet light.

Highlights:
Lyrics: Poetic and cinematic — each line breathes vulnerability and awe.
Production: Neo-soul meets ambient pop — brushed percussion, Rhodes keys, reverb-soaked harmonies.
Message: Art is a living pulse — fragile, spontaneous, and forever searching for the right breath.

Verdict: 🌟 9.8/10 — An ethereal anthem for night dreamers — where silence becomes song and souls intertwine.

Lyris:

Thema: Rückschläge, Gelassenheit, Schicksal –
und das Lachen darüber, dass das Leben nie ganz nach Plan läuft.

„Ich wollt eigentlich ’nen Song über Erfolg schreiben…
aber Karma hat mir erst mal das Mikro ausgeschaltet.“

Ich hab gedacht, ich wär durch mit Drama,
hab’s weggesungen, fast wie Karma.
Doch jedes Mal, wenn’s ruhig wird hier,
kommt das Leben – klingelt an der Tür.
Mit Pizza, Chaos und fünf Gefühlen,
die alle gleichzeitig explodieren.
Ich sag „Oh nein!“, es lacht nur leis,
und schüttelt mir die Hand aus Eis.

Ich hab geglaubt, man wächst mit Schmerz,
doch meiner trägt jetzt Bart und Herz.
Ich wollt vernünftig sein, sogar mal sparen,
doch Karma lacht: „Mach du erst mal Klaren!“
Es schickt mir Rechnungen in Lyrikform,
und Liebeskummer als Reimnorm.
Ich tipp zurück: „Ich nehm’s nicht krumm,“
doch innerlich singt’s: „Oh Junge, dumm…“

„Weißt du, ich glaub, Karma trägt Sneakers.“
„Und ne Sonnenbrille, wenn’s regnet.“
 „Und wenn du denkst, du bist oben?“
„Dann hält’s dir den Spiegel hin.“

Ich fall hin, steh auf, lach schief,
denk: „Okay, das war produktiv.“
Ich schreib Gedichte an mein Pech,
und manchmal ist das gar nicht schlecht.
Denn irgendwo in all dem Mist,
liegt Glitzer, den man fast vergisst.
Und Karma flüstert mir ganz sacht:
„Schön, dass du’s diesmal besser machst.“

Ich hab gelernt: Das Leben dealt fair,
nur manchmal mit ’nem falschen Flair.
Ich wollt Erfolg – bekam Erkenntnis,
ich wollt Liebe – bekam Sendungsbewusstsein.
Doch ehrlich: Wenn’s so weitergeht,
mach ich Comedy statt Gebet.
Denn dieses Lächeln, halb aus Trotz,
ist stärker als mein Gottesrotz.

„Karma hat mich mal angerufen – auf unterdrückt.“
„Ich hab zurückgeschrieben: ‚Sorry, kein Empfang – bin im Hier und Jetzt.‘“

Karma hat Humor,
gibt mir Chaos als Geschenk.
Ich wollt Frieden im Dur,
doch das Leben spielt in Moll – und es klingt perfekt.
Karma hat Humor,
und lacht, wenn ich’s nicht check.
Ich fall in jedes Fettnäpfchen –
und steh drin wie im Glückseffekt.

„Ich hab mir Wunschräume ausgedacht…“
„…und dann vergessen, sie anzumachen.“
„Ich hab geträumt, dass Glück mich küsst…“
„…und aufgewacht – mit Falten, Mist!“
Doch irgendwie, da ist es schön,
dieses Stolpern und Weitergeh’n.
Karma grinst – und reicht uns Wein,
„Leute, ihr seid gar nicht allein.“

Wir tanzen barfuß durch den Dreck,
mit Humor statt Zorn im Gepäck.
Das Leben ist kein böser Witz –
nur schlecht erzählt – mit Blitz und Witz.
Und wenn der Himmel wieder kracht,
dann winken wir und sagen sacht:
„Na, Karma – schon wieder du?“

„Dann setz dich, bleib. Ich lach gleich mit, im Nu.“

„Weißt du, Karma ist wie ein schlechter Comedian…“
„Aber mit verdammt guter Pointe.“
„Danke – war mir ein inneres Gleichgewicht.“

🎧Karma hat Humor𝆮

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