I'M JUST A SOUNDCLOUD RAPPER EP

Earl Sweatshirt told me this verse was sick on December 6th, 2014.


Reggie Sales [prod. Rhakim Ali]

Clyde Cabbage and Chilli Hendrix rapping to an elevated beat

Coneheads Freestyle (ft. Chilli Hendrix)

YOUTUBE VID: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RuQiGWl6Ahw
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CLYDE CABBAGE'S FIRST SINGLE FOR HIS DEBUT PROJECT, "CLEVERLASTING" PRODUCED BY BASQUIAT

RECORDING/MIXING BY WAXTRACKZ PRODUCTIONS

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1998 [prod. by Basquiat]

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INVINCIBLE (feat. Julia Michaels) [prod. by Profetesa]

produced by https://soundcloud.com/jbarbino


With all these thoughts in my mental, I feel it's essential
I express em whether living in bliss or if I'm stressing
Never gripped a Smith and Wesson, thanks to the lessons
That Momma taught me: "No catching bodies outside of trust falls"
That's what she'd tell all her children before "I love y'all"
Then kiss our foreheads before we head to the bus stop
On our way to school, we would probably pass a gun shot
Now, it's blood clots in my mug shots from corrupt cops
So,  if science is God
I guess that makes me master at defying the odds
Still perceived as a bastard in the eyes of the law
A life lost is the untimely demise of us all
Being involved in a life can solve
Problems that financially providing cannot
And I ain't even tryna preach, I'm just trying to talk
But the silence keeps on magnifying my thoughts
 
 
RED blood spilled over GREEN dollars bills
A BLACK teen steals when a WHITE cop kills
Innocent lives lost by the GOLD mine fills
VIOLET pills copped and popped for cheap thills
They shop for refills and give children the chills
Dudes want millions but still have no skills
Swimming in the river of sharks with no gills
Invisible ink forged the signatures on ya wills
 
Silencing my mind as my soul speaks
I've been feeling salty this whole week, I'm so weak
So throw me in the hole where the crow's eat
A crow's feet landed on the side of my eye with both feet
And I leave them there as a reminder I don't sleep
Cause I'm wide awake, I'm wide awake
I can see my whole life today, it's like
"Today are we tryna live the righteous way
Or just repent once our time is gray?"
 
I don't know
Where I'm going now
All I know
It's that you've helped me through the crowd
You make me happy for why & how
You are a flower, pretty and round
I wanna hold you close to my body
The star's we'll count, every last one's got a story
I see you laying there under the sheets
Come here closer while I rub your feet
Your eyes so deep like a Black Keys poster
And you drive me crazy, I hope it's never over
Baby, you're my woman only
You make me smile, never ever lonely
With you by my side, I need you by my side
You're my ride or die, but baby, oh my
 
 
 
Jotting lyrics on the city bus
These chicks is sickened with lust, they don't get any trust
From my heart, you gotta catch my mind as a start
But most of y'all are only interested in physical parts
So maybe it's my temple filled with all these mystical thoughts
Or perhaps it's the fact I've got a blackened soul
And my spirit is dark; I'm feeling like I'm a pessimist who is positive
Optimistic outlook on life viewed through my optic lens
But actually reality happens to be the opposite
Of good when things don't go the way that they should've went
What's life when it's nothing like what it could've been?
Blame it on the hood you're in, enduring pain that wouldn't end
The window to your past is what you're looking in
Would you re-write a page or change the whole book again?
Nevertheless, while reflecting in retrospect
I guess my regrets couldn't be stressing me much less
High self-respect collected without the help of a check
While progressing on my quest, The Pursuit of feeling the best
That I've ever felt, because happiness is a test
From a lesson I slept on but I'll give it a guess
Deep in debt trying to make a change from living worthless
So I made a purchase and gave a homeless person the rest
Yes, I must confess that I am tired of stress
I'm on my knees yelling "please!", begging God to be blessed

PANDORA [prod. jBarb]

Founder of @ThePinealClan

1998 LYRIC VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RuQiGWl6Ahw

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I'M JUST A SOUNDCLOUD RAPPER EP

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