L. A. C. The Skeleton's Album

Change (Tyler, The Creator Rusty Cover) Feat. Brokie

My Head

TRACK ART BY @CL0WNR0T on IG

EVERYBODY SAY THEY GOT LOVE TILL THE FUNDS CUT
TOUGH LUCK RAPPERS ALL CAP ON THE COME UP
I BE IN THE CRIB ALL NIGHT TILL THE SUN UP
HOMIE SAITAMA RLY COME WITH THE ONE PUNCH
OUNCE WRAPPED ALL IN A BAG LIKE SUM OLD LUNCH
COOP GOT DOORS LIKE A FIELD GOAL PUNT SUM
U DONT WANT NUN U A PUNK SON
SPAZ OUT BAD YUNG DUNCE BE A DUM DUM
 EVERYTHING FEEL LIKE A TRAP 
MENTAL BE  SNAPPIN
MY MEMORY GONE GOTTA FILL IN THE GAPS
BREAKIN MY PHONE CUS I KNOW IT BE TAPPED
SNIFFIN CRACK IN THE KITCHEN WE WHIPPIN THE SCRAPS
EVERYTHING FEEL LIKE A TRAP VERY SAD
EVERYTHING SLIP FROM MY GRASP IN A FLASH
MY BODY COVERED IN SCABS
TRY TO MAKE RICHES FROM  RAGS
    
DON’T TREAD ON ME I TWO STEP THE BOOTH BUG  MFS SCRAPED OFF MY BOOT n ima play YALL FOOLS LIKE A FUCKIN FLUTE
 1K XP WHEN I GLEAM THE CUBE
DON’T TELL ME SHIT U MIGHT LIGHT THE FUSE
CLEAR THE ROOM ALL OUT IM THE GUY FROM DOOM
GOT THE SPICE ON ME LIKE IT’S FUCKIN DUNE
I THINK I spent TOO LONG UP INSIDE COCOON
LET LOOSE YUNG BLUD BE A FUCKIN GOON   SHIT GETTIN HAIRER IM IN YOUR AREA
WITNESS HYSTERIA HOMIE ALL BULL N NO TERRIER
SPREAD LIKE MALARIA NOBODY SCARIER
BULLDOZIN THRU ALL YO BARRIERS
U IS UNBEARABLE ALL OF YOUR MUSIC IS TERRIBLE
ACTUAL TRASH N YO SKIN REALLY WEARABLE WEAR IT IN PUBLIC JUS PREACHIN SUM PARABLES
PUFFIN A PACK BUT THIS GAS ISN’T SHARABLE
HONEST 2 GOD MY EXISTENCE A MIRACLE
FUCKED FROM THE JUMP 
UNDER THE FLOOR BOARDS MY HEART RLY THUMP
IM IN A SLUMP GOTTA GET OUTTA THIS RUT
I GOT THIS FEELIN REAL DEEP IN MY GUTS
I AIN’T GOT NO ONE 2 TRUST
DIRTY ASS DOG ALL MUTT
AIN’T SEEN A SHOWER   IN MONTHS

AT WHAT COST? FT.PICKLE LARRY [PROD.COHST]

Mother Of God (feat. Melodie, Kirby2cool, Soulbomb) [prod. buckx2]

Disarrayed (prod R-ASH)

(prod. Hayku)



Lyrics: 

I been driving for 6 hours
I don’t have a destination 

Got a quarter tank of gas
But I can’t find a fucking station 

On the road a little longer
seen a quarter of the nation 

But I’m patient, please don’t hate me
Why you starting allegations 



I been raging in the basement
I’m so ready just to drop bombs

With both palms, from both arms
The city was acting so calm

I’m still calm but… wait,
I shiver ‘little bit

I tend to go get pissed off from
The rich doing their little shit



And I’m tired from my day
I wanna go and lay my head down

Don’t know what I wanna say
I need a new car just to get round 

I stay down, you stay clown
But I know our money long

Taking rips out of the bong
So I can drop another song



You know whats wrong with the world
We live in, cause it’s our time

You think you acting like a gangster
Doing all this hard crime

Toothbrush to my shoe
Tryna scrub away the tough grime 

And I work a 9-5
Feel I only make like 5 dimes



Got 9 lives and fye rhymes
Shit, I’m not a housecat 

But you listen to my shit
It have you thinking your about that

Only like to smoke some weed
Your doing more, can’t be around that

Anchored to the ground so 
You can never make me bounce back 



I’m biting harder
Then an mother fucking alligator 

Pussy boy I know
You soft like you a now and later

Cant stand a bitch name Nibby 
Boy you such an agitator

Treat the kid like shit
You fake collaborator 



Trouble breathing
Had to go and get a ventilator 

Pussy boy you gotta pay
To ride the elevator 

It’s just me, I’m staying focus
Stacking hella paper

Looking at the gps 
Yeah that’s a navigator

 

I been driving for 6 hours
I don’t have a destination 

Got a quarter tank of gas
But I can’t find a fucking station 

On the road a little longer
seen a quarter of the nation 

But I’m patient, please don’t hate me
Why you starting allegations 



I been raging in the basement
I’m so ready just to drop bombs

With both palms, from both arms
The city was acting so calm

I’m still calm but… wait,
I shiver ‘little bit

I tend to go get pissed off from
The rich doing their little shit



And I’m tired from my day
I wanna go and lay my head down

Don’t know what I wanna say
I need a new car just to get round 

I stay down, you stay clown
But I know our money long

Taking rips out of the bong
So I can drop another song



You know whats wrong with the world
We live in, cause it’s our time

You think you acting like a gangster
Doing all this hard crime

Toothbrush to my shoe
Tryna scrub away the tough grime 

And I work a 9-5
Feel I only make like 5 dimes



Got 9 lives and fye rhymes
Shit, I’m not a housecat 

But you listen to my shit
It have you thinking your about that

Only like to smoke some weed
Your doing more, can’t be around that

Anchored to the ground so 
You can never make me bounce back 



I’m biting harder
Then an mother fucking alligator 

Pussy boy I know
You soft like you a now and later

Cant stand a bitch name Nibby 
Boy you such an agitator

Treat the kid like shit
You fake collaborator 



Trouble breathing
Had to go and get a ventilator 

Pussy boy you gotta pay
To ride the elevator 

It’s just me, I’m staying focus
Stacking hella paper

Looking at the gps 
Yeah that’s a navigator

NO DESTINATION (prod. Hayku)

FIND YOU (Prod. Buckx2)

introvert

Joyride

So much for me  (Prod. SD23 and Yashio)

BACKLASH W/ YAUX

I'm Weird
(Formerly known as LAC)

@karmamob

My server https://discord.gg/YNMR4NGU9T

Disarrayed (prod R-ASH)

Cacity (@cacitym3)