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Everything you can imagine.
Anything that you can't. 
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The future is now. Been. 
Unabsolvable sin.
World’s fingertips on the cliff. 
Gridlock indefensible. 
Preventable. Enlighten these kids.
Anything less than flash
get swept with the phoenix ash. 
Be honest. Fear that you feel in passing. 
Exactly the cause. Inaction. 
Drum beat stops and the nods all vanish. 
Already know what’s right. Quit hasslin’. 
Crushed under weight of the 
whole entire old empire crashin’.
Hold my own guilt up as a gift. 
Shame on those too vain to admit. 
Both us shut out the biggest pic. 
Chicken with a runaway train. Who wins? 
Move. Shake to the beat away from the real. 
Ain’t nothin’ to see round here. 
And we’re walking. 
Matter of time ‘fore it all comes knocking 
and everything locking it out disappears.

I said somethin' that he said. 
Somethin' that she said, somethin' that you said.
Somethin' important. Somethin' unsaid. 
Never before and never again. Dot com slash. 
I do somethin' that they do. 
Somethin' we all do. All in our heads. 
Doesn’t make sense how much it makes sense. 
Too bad we can't give up. 
We're all we got left. 
Internet can't save you. Own saviors. 
Internalize that danger. 
Regular day in shreds. 
Can’t flash back to a war in progress. 
Trauma response inbred.
Doubt in your neighbor’s trust embedded. 
Stabs in the back from friends expected. 
Soothin’ away what’s next. 
Death death death death death.

Front back and sides. 
Top and bottom. Near automatized. 
Fast track. First in line 
to orchestrate our own demise. 
Sides back and front. 
Bottoms up. Dust to dirty dust. 
Everytime mankind civilized a bust. 
Why not us? 
Front back and sides.
Top and bottom. Whole entire lives.
Waste, want. Glutton eyes. 
Gut too full to swallow pride.
Sides back and front. 
Bottoms up. Blood for royal blood. 
Wallow in your mud. 
Ring my number
when you’ve had enough.

thewholeentireuniverse.com [prod. by dexter hamlin]

Animal Sky (Indie Anthem)

I do not own this track, nor did I produce it. This was made by rapperatlas. Go check out his stuff if you like this track.

Well Rested - rapperatlas

mixed/mastered by soundcloud.com/hydetherapper
prod. https://soundcloud.com/masked-man-peace

Chrosky | Golden (prod. Masked Man)

prod. Illuid Haller
written/recorded/mixed by me

i liek cookies

Chrosky | Cookies (prod. Illuid Haller)

LYRICS ON GENIUS

concrete angel (yep yep yep)

Original Instrumental Snippet by Shawn Wasabi
Mixing and mastering by @dustbunnybedroom
Featuring @milespowers

Lyrics:
[Mahal Slick]
I said, whatchu mean? 
You don’t wanna fuck with me
I be kicking, spitting fire
Cinderace up on the beat

Counting 1-2-3
Stackin paper, get the cheese
Man the cheddar lookin golden
Giovanna with the dream

Girl, whatchu need?
Said I’m busy, can’t you see
Like the sun up in the summer
Getting hotter with the steam

You don’t want no beef
No lettuce, no green
Unless you bringin out the jane
Call me spidey with the swing

Playing games, finna switch it up like click click (boom)
Come along, getting high up in the spaceship (zoom)
Whatchu want? Got the sweets 
Got the ice, got the freeze
Make it float, like a peach, we be runnin outta room

You said we have to turn the lights off, aye
She going crazy like oh my god, aye
Oh, shawty getting so delighted, aye 
Oh wow, call me lighting getting ready for the race

I said whatchu mean? yeah
I said whatchu mean? yeah
I said whatchu mean? yeah
I said, I said, I said whatchu mean?

[Miles Powers]
Oo she say she need it, I just think you want it darling
Ride that M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-I to New Orleans, oh my
Meet me up in Florence, my whip proficiently foreign
Don't feed the fish if they more than four feet long to begin with

I'm goin’ nautical with it, slick shit I gotta go get it, yea
And I don't even wan’ be famous, I just wan’ my poems ingrained in
Brains of writers, lyricists, aspiring or retiring
Got ambition like nutrition fanatics have them vitamins

Tidal waves on an island I been wavy lately
I'm giving hope out, giving hope out like my baby gave me
I'll give a verse out, give a verse out if you pay me maybe
Unless you Mahal I’ma look off like a pass to AD, from LBJ

The hell you sayin boy, you just a baby boy, put some work in
Do some lurkin’ ‘fore you spout off ‘cause you may annoy
Some people you don't want to, on to 2020 now
Write about the life you live, ain't all about the money child
YEE
I said YEE
I said what, you, MEAN
I said what you mean, what you mean

ALIVE

CACK