Welcome#2

bichael beyers

🤡 I GET SILLY 🤡

found my password :)

s.a.d.2 
4/20

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xacn34M_vHA

smi myself and i

Produced by Nick Robinson 
Tracked/Mixed/Mastered at Iceman Studios 

Lyrics:

Snake oil grease the boiler plate
Fake loyal claims staked deep where the soil ain't
Take this cheap royalty and keep it
In a storage space
Trusted myself to do it until betrayal destroyed my faith
Form shapes in the fog on my conscience
God, the father, was not a guy I got along with
I ran through the gauntlet young
To Catch flight and go forth
Fast forward lighting crack pipes with a blowtorch
Life's so short but only at abrupt ends
Hard to gauge who gave a fuck because everyone does then
No relaxed vigilance
Both Shoulders slacked to show indifference
I won't collapse although I'm at the brink of it
Intricate shit think too deeply into things
Swing moods weekly
The spins are getting dizzying
Fizzling out, not interested in listening
Visiting hours have ended on the children's wing
So in case you didn't already know
I'm less about the game
And more about the...




Days half way through and too fast on the off ones
Older kids use to laugh shooting air soft guns
Swear it's all fun just take the joke and roll with it
Guess nobody told me its one I wasn't supposed to get
Closer
To the ink quill tipped over
Think I still feel like shit when I'm sober
It's no glowing shock I've come close to clocking out
Sometimes confidence juxtapose a lot of doubt
I really try to be social more
And hold conversations I can never find focus for
I work hard not to show the discomfort so it's no wonder how easily I notice yours
Looking like your mom in her mugshots
The Montage of hard drugs starting where the fun stopped
But it's Not too weird tho
Because we grew up disillusioned to the idea of adults as superheroes

Toe Tags

Prod. Tenderbenny 

Lyrics: 

Don't Charge it to the game 
I'm In debt to the labor 
The taste of revenge gives Medicine a flavor 
I'm hesitant to take the benevolence of favor 
theres resin left to scrape into evidence for later 
trying to leverage in a wage 
What a sentimental age 
Been connected all my life but never felt so disengaged 
And my windows aren't tinted 
You can see in through the stains 
Looking puzzled at the world for a piece to rearrange 
See the strangest things waking 
make believe faking 
When I try to stay grounded 
But these anchors keep shaking 
Shackled by the feet feel the braces keep chaffing 
Your vanity ain't deep 
You're just blatantly vacant 
Ya Bish!!! 


Foolish was the way once 
Woolies and a laced blunt 
Shake soothe the tooth ache 
Then soon half ya face numb 
Ain't too juvenile to grow up, I stayed one 
Die before my time is due and blow up right away son 

Plan mastered 
Half ass it backwards 
Match up the captcha but I can't hack the password 
Crack slash dan and his camp of brat bastards 
Ask who the snake in the grass, and the rat answers 

Flash brilliance 
Distilled amidst civilian trash 
Millions of American replicas like Brazilian ass 
I feel surpassed 
Perhaps it's my perception 
If so, I'll let you know when to stop 
When you fill the glass 

I refuse. 

2 legs in a deadbolt 
Necks gone headless and I've yet to let the rest go free 
A few steps to the west coast 
Trekked from the east 3 sheets to the wind in a breeze 
How much can my gut be betrayed 
Can't trust in my brain much these days 
How many more can I stay in? 
Like water in the form it's contained in 

I refuse.

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