THIS WOOD MAKE ME WANNA DUTCH (p. queue! x GTTC! x olivereastonn)

prod. Tono No Mata

yung steve buscemi:
waking up early to smoke on my dope
waking up early to smoke on my dope
waking up early to smoke on my dope
waking up early to smoke on my
told that b*tch you know me
i be with my homies
we be smoking og
but we keep it lowkey
keeping it one hunnid
we been grindin on the comeup
for a lil more than a second now
making waves never taking days off
we can never settle down
no we cant
im the best rapper in the whole multiverse
bitches talk shit then end up cursed
living like you i dont know whats worse
imma get clout climb up and network
i am not a human im not from this earth
i wont be the last but imma be first
save the seals bitch yea i aint rocking furs
i dont need ice i been cold since birth

walking beats:
imma tell you once "i cant stop"
spread through your body like cancer
calling my phone wont answer
got good form like a haiku
might as well sneeze i blessed you
little crinj Tono best two
from where we stand its the best view

the crinjster:
merican dream 
white fence
big cakes 
hamburger steak
big house by the lakes
imma get mine
i dont ever wanna wait
i been out grinding hard lifting these weights

Tony No Matter:
took your gal through the country
made her go "pththhth" like a horsey
dropped her off she said "more please"
made her feel good like morphine
lordy oh lordy
killing these beats is gory
im in a different category
me on a track mandatory

a country fable (ft. Tono No Mata)

my christmas gift to th e  w   o    r     l      d

snowed in
frozen
by the hearth i’m dozin
cocoa’s in my hand and that’s the defrosting potion
default i’m posted at the winter lodging
with my stocking on the fireplace and krampus put the coals in

no kris kringle in this wasteland
since cola killed that great man
1931 he was slain and the workshop was claimed
and the polar bears got the taste for soda on the ice
as neon drowned out the northern lights
consumeristic culture
got that culture consumption
happy hell starts with the end of the day of the pumpkin
it’s a fucking time of cheer
and we feel it for one sixth of the year
but why be so bitter?
it’s winter
the ground glints like glitter
snow hung on tree branches like leaves of silver
that glimmers in the moonlight
festive electric lawn displays and decorations are too bright
old man winter paid a visit
and jack frost blew by and made the land white and frigid
wind that stings the face in the day blows all night
and brings the return of snowmen, angels, and snowball fights
some are complaining and it seems a favorite topic
“i’m so cold i use my nose drippings as some chopsticks”
what else do you expect from the season, bitch drop it
haven’t seen the sun in weeks, the clouds block it
that’s the state they’ve chosen
that’s the fate they’ve chosen
be prepared when the winter wind blows in
tell me what you’ve chosen
tell me that you’re chosen
you invite me to explore the tundra and i’m lows in

snowed in
frozen
by the hearth i’m dozin
cocoa’s in my hand and that’s the defrosting potion
default i’m posted at the winter lodging
with my stocking on the fireplace and krampus put the coals in

Ice Biome [prod. Biomezzz]

creeping
creeping in the pines
where the sun dont ever shine
where the dogs dont ever bark
where the sparks dont ever fly
its the backwoods club
flipping the 999
slipping and sliding right by
gripping the 9
to blow my mind
flicking the blade 
right down my vein
out of the frame
headbangings not been the same
ever since i lost my mane
fuck a grave
absorb me in the gray
of the mist
i choose to remain
lay and decay
where i used to laugh and piss
drip my blood upon the lotus
where the mantis sits
hes still preying to this day
asking for forgiveness 
for the way that i exist
pessimist perspective
never ever getting better
it goes it goes it goes
guillotine
now pull the lever
lose your head
thats not so clever
crinji the biggest reject
disk eject
from the back of my neck
out the hippocampus
presented as santa to satan to krampus
spilling my guts on the canvas
busting my nuts on a rampage
manage the way that i deal with the damage
damn ill look handsome once turned to a phantom
chances of seeing my selfish dreams achieved
look lower than my self esteem
thinking of popping some
styx on a renegade
jolly rancher in red drop 
thats a latte
spitting infernos 
im thinking like dante
spit your face
i might get on imdontai
mud on my face
im the biggest disgrace
carrying blades
steel toe boots
let em scrape
ride through the hills with this bass
pour out my heart in this bass
pour out my heart on these snares
just for this moment im gasping some air
off of my chest is this cross that i bear

Ice Biome [prod. Biomezzz]

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