The Usual - CHILL / CASUAL / NOSTALGIC

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Music video: https://youtu.be/qu_8qk4tKD8

They Will Feel How It's Really Like to Endlessly Suffer (Ft. RealVenom) (Bonus Track)

I Know. [Prod. Thorn.vii]

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DuCkDown (prod. MADXDAMN)

(REMIX) Conway – Ghost Muzik ft. Busta Rhymes & Aaron Cooks

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Im fiend focused
the re up
is when im spitting over
beats clean
cassanova
Meat veal
in raviolli
I speak real
don't lie
no taddles on me
flow show dedication
like lebrons feet
Babaji on bomb beats
might send the game to long sleep
Gone deep
like I ain't had nights of mattresses stricly made of conrete?
talk about my past like they wanna write a book on me
If only that they could read
I'd make em see
me and them exist exclussively as different breeds
you just an experiment in a pit
while I am chosen specifically
live in thee absurd
its no epiphany
getting shipped Ps
Just for being me  	`
the Harlem connect
Replace his Cs with Bs
fractality like a bouqet of peonies
still endless in my simplest state
I dont need to spit a bar
for you to get spit in yo face
but classless tactics
don't meet the JI standard
you scrap to solve shit?
I wanna leave you mentally damaged
I want to haunt your dreams
make you move back in with family
only 5% of rappers aint lyrical candy
95% of rappers just pissed in their panties
I'd risk it all valantly
crush anyone who challenge me
My spit certified fresh
bet ya bitch swollow happily 
you spit like being seated at a local applebees
Babaji getting picked
like a grove of apple trees
know to blast heat
loud speak
at high speeds
Even the biggest dudes
rap like they 5ft 
I rap like im 12 tabs deep
and can't speak
just miming to the beat
now you vibing with the creep
you was mine
the whole time
the ritual complete

I realy can't believe
this is really real
This Shit is Fake
Or am I really real?
A Ji crack the fiction
this shit is really real
I'm way past the limit
this really really real

out east
we've never capped
or glorify violence
it's the truth that's leaving you in a horrified silence
in the booth
I am loose in the asylum
suddenly got something to prove
to anyone that ever been alive
I get called to divine
see through that all seeing eye
Me and mine
caught you capping, realxing, sipping wine
Babaji play 1 track
skip every rapper in line
when i want it it's mine
like your fans
they switch sides
My appeal is my sick lines
hit beats like a trick grind
360 flip clean out of it
Ji contrl the whole alphabet
They know my name
and still have trouble pronoucing it
The really real be really fake
So I'm really bouncing
to a higher place
Now I'm spitting with higher stakes
Eyes white, smile face
Ask how this fire taste
Hate and get erased gracely
Patient
My place wait for me
that reality you preach
be really fake
stay away me
Faithfully spraying the gold plate AK at thee
If you force a real Ji to take action
then he taking it
Rap? I hit quit it
you beg for a relationship
Rap game a slutty bitch
Fake Ass, Tites, and disproportionate puffy lips
and awards for sucking dick
this shit is fucked
she tap ya phone
take the cards
and place a bug inside your truck
Im disrespectful
beat it up
get my nut
All you spittahs is getting cucked
Spitting awfully dumb
you dudes all is my sons
If Babaji feel it
for real
its real enough

Really Really Real (ONE TAKE CHALLENGE)

"Pulling Punches" is the second Shark Camp single and also the second song that came to be when first messing around in the studio.

Lyrics:
Going in the distance
Fading in the sunlight
Everything, everything is getting out of hand
Getting out of hand
Getting out of hand
Getting out of hand
Getting out of hand
Getting out of hand
Getting out of hand
Getting out of hand
Getting out of hand
Getting out of hand
Getting out of hand

Currently, nicer days seem distant
Feels so far away and almost nonexistent
And when they arrive it’s all the same old, same old
Nervously awaiting for it to go back to normal

High school seems like a dream nowadays
Cloudy thoughts in my head like no sunlight rays
This one’s for (censored) and our old forehead kisses
Drunken punches to the gut, I heard you were vicious

Bonfire parties, group hugs plastered
Sideline crushes with many questions unanswered
Almost fiction from how much warmth has drifted
Was it me or just the way our lives have all shifted?

I’m staring
At my Gameboy, in lieu of places I visited
Hang the cartridge on display with every joy that I riveted
Covet
Wrapped sentiments regret I inhibited
Bloodied knuckles, please condone the irritation exhibited
Moment of silence
Let me collect my significance
Give it a second
Give it a second

Going in the distance
Fading in the sunlight
Everything, everything is getting out of hand
Getting out of hand
Getting out of hand
Getting out of hand

Pulling Punches

noresolve (5v)

Kcaz-GIANNOS! SAUDADE REMIX (prod. kyuzi)

Pussy, Money, Weed, a little LSD, some water and sandwiches. That's all a Ji need.

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