truth (prod. cooperlabatte)

The Robins are back 
On my grass 
Worming through the past 
Fueling for attack 
Trying be a little happy 
Summer coming fast 
The bitch could never snuff my passion 
Powder on her nose 
Tho 
Throat coat 
For the hoe 
That’s a low blow
Hole in her bucket 
Or her boat Idunno 
her 
anymore  
or myself 
I’ve been more 
than tangled up in words

Tryna pen the story 
Filled up with worry 
You really let me down 
Sorry 
That I 
Act out 
And cry 
Cannot balance my emotions 
Tryna man up and keep it going 
So the steel won’t weep from the barrel to the self
When the tendrils twitch from shift in the pattern 
The scene been stuck looking up at the casket
I love, love but it ain’t loving me back though 

The Robins are back 
On my grass 
Worming through the past 
Fueling for attack 
Trying be a little happy 
Summer coming fast 
The bitch could never snuff the passion 
Powder on her nose 
Tho 
Throat coat 
For the hoe 
That’s a low blow
Hole in her boat 
Or her bucket Idunno 
her 
anymore  
or myself 
I’ve been more 
than tangled up in my words

the robins are back (prod.neverforever)

reflecting on em

Mm yeah 
Well ima keep on fighting 
Pull 
Myself right up outta the void 
There’s some people that im trying to avoid and 
There’s some feelings that ima trying to extort 
yeah 
Oooh 
But I keep losing my focus 
Oh Fucking bleeding from the roses 
Thorns
Petals falling
Down exposing 
Love
Feeling so vulnerable

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wirds:

I just need to talk my shit, been bent up in my room for days 
Talk like a rapper, I ain’t getting paid tho 
Every-time I chat with a bitch I’m faded
If she asks me, I tell her ‘I made it’,
How is it a lie if I just made it up?
That girl drove me crazy 
I’m in the Honda accord, no Acura 
But a muh fucka be accurate,
With the words I’m spitting up out my mouth 
If she acting dumb ima have to put a tax on her, momma said no hoes in her house
But she shot me dead in the chest, dead in the water, dead in the fence 
I was busy chasing ass up to Orono and I ain’t give no respect

Damn right, damn right, how could I ever be wrong bitch? 
Ain’t no pen-write, pen-write, all of this straight off the dome bitch
This shit don’t sit to well, in my stomach, need a spell, 
or sum to help me out, of this hole that I seem to have fell into
Idunno, who I am, anymore 
Every word, I’ve been pouring out, has been just paranoia
Lurking around the corner,
Girl, this is elevator music, 
If I don’t love her ima swerve her, why would I stay mad? Got doobies.

Yeah, December 10th 2024, almost 6pm and 
I’m on the mic again,
Cause I got something up in my head 
Way too pissed when can’t express
Damn it got the kiddo over stressed 
Numb myself then go to bed
Wake up do it all again 

That’s why I take these trips 
With Ahmad to Alaska 
Or by myself with these mushrooms 
I’m just a mess of tension, that’s coooool 
Yeah, I guess
But the egos fucking dead 
Blew the brains out his head,
Kurt Kurt Co-bane March 25

Mm yuh 
Ima chop that bit 
And im saying it before I do it cause im finna walk that bit 
Yeah 
But she getting picky and choosy with those frat guy fits 
Girl you just look stupid in those VSCO pics 

Girl I blocked ya 
For a reason 
You mean just about nun to me 
Why would I wanna small talk with a bitch who’s always lying through her teeth?
But now you’re back on my mind
Just about when I had found my peace 
But that’s just what you wanted, ain’t it? 
A devil in some angel wings 

Huh, that makes sense cause 
Satan is a-fallen
It’s Kinda like 
What we all do 
When we are all walking 
But anyways 
That’s all semantics 
I’m just busy talking 
Sipping on a shipyard in the studio a muh fucka yawkin
What does that even mean?
Ion give a fuck right now I’m scheming 
I know I can flow on beats 
You ain’t gotta say that shit, believe that shit 
I record myself so if I left it in I meant ta
Yall got something to say? Get the pencil out 
In the mean time ima keep running my muh fuckin mouth
This the me time, pick up the free line 
Don’t pledge allegiance to shit ima free lion 
Rawr
Huh
Ima park in the left
Rawr
Like a feline with a chest 
Full of hair 
Leave em scared 
Take they breath away no air
Play that back, lemme hear that man,
Sound like nun but he talking his shit 
And that’s the whole point 
Light a joint 
Feeling higher than thou 
Bro lemme help you out 
Up outta that slump 
Nah bro I’ll help myself 


Fuck all of the mumble rap 
Huh, only do it when I’m plastered 
Fuck a baptism ima bastard 
207 home grown from the coast laughing
High off of my ass in the grass 
Flume dog run for the ball, go catch

Man I miss bird a lot, I know what ima write that album about 
Follow down the road I been no pope but preaching to the choir-reverb on my vocals, I abide by my bifocals, last name on my back is Slocum, mother fucker I been toking on these lame ass hoes 
Get up out that lame ass flow 
Get cha own
I been on my Maine shit yo 
I been on my Bane shit bro from the jump, talking bout the slocum

cant express

wurds 

Intro:
Blood pressure goin up,
Ion think I poured enough, ion think I poured enough 
Yuh 
I said my blood pressure going up 
Ion think I poured enough 
Ion think I know nun 
I know that I know nothing 
All of this shit is for nothing 
Shit ain’t shit 

Chorus:
Said I’m high as fuck,
Never been the one to fucking understand, shit about a bitch, yeah, I’m just a little man 
All up in my head in the end 
I’m tryna cash a check and 
I don’t want no head from that bitch 
Tell her to do my nails 
Yeah yeah 
I ain’t got no more funds inside my, lungs yeah,
All the air done left me when she,
Told me the truth,
Yeah yeah 
I had to numb up 
If all this life’s for nothing why the fuck would I be sober?

Verse:
I been a stoner, soilder, feel like yoda, how I do a backflip on the bitch, I been hoving, got the blueprint in my back pocket and ima 
Yeah, 
Ima make sure to read it, ha
I ain’t never defeated yeah 
When I’m on the beat I stand my ground bitch you better see me 
Standing up, I ain’t want noooo noo back talk from no one bout this shit I own this mic 
Ohhh oooh what’s he doing there, the flow is fucking weird can’t understand what this kids talking about, right? 

Bridge:
Confront all my demons in the night time 
I smoke weed yuh I stay so high 
Cause I like to numb numb 
I can’t confront nun 
Nononono

Prechorus:
I ain’t got no time for that 
Devil sitting in the corner laughing 
Matter of fact you can fucking have it 
Talking bout the soul that I don’t own you fuckin-

Chorus:
I said I’m high as fuck 
Never been the one to fucking understand,
That means I’m gon stand above these hoes and fucking spit on them 
I said a-hauk tuah and get to it,
Fuck another dividend, 
Ima make money with the music dad taught me the power of the pen, 
and mom taught me hard work pays off,
Copped the Honda put the brakes on,
And Creel told me my fate 
I can feel her around but I wanna hug her again 
I wake up put my face on 
The fam don’t wanna hear it but I’m fake 
And what the hell am I waiting on? 
If I want this rap shit ima take it 

Verse: 
Yuh, bitch, no second to wait-in
Anymore anymore, 
Right now is creation 
The devil door, devil door, open up and Satan, peering at cha - wait you realize it is just reflection and it’s you, all along, you the god and the one, that is lurking down below, and holding, holding you back, realize all the fucking passion ain’t passionate enough, too busy on ya ass man, you ashin yo life in that blunt 

Bridge: 
Yeah, so roll one up 
Smoke it high in the sky is that enough no 
No, chase that high again, chase that high again,
you ain’t gon find it maaaan, yeah 
Say you won’t find that high,
But, go ahead kid and keep on climbing, see where that gets you, you need a tissue, cry about it 

Chorus:
One more time - I said im high as fuck! 
Never been the one to fucking understand, anything about a fucking bitch, man, I been a man, said the kid, with the mic in his hand with a fucking grin, I’m like Joni Mitch, curled up in my room, anxiety my friend

Verse: 
one more verse, ima flex on em, all them hoes yeah
Something like the yeti, through the bullshit I done rose up,
Why is she all in my heady and not sitting in my beddy at night? 
You was a dumbass…
Oh wait that’s right
Yeah, yeah
I almost forgot that shit 
I almost forgot that bitch 
And then she had to hit me up 

Had to switch up the flow cause I was getting sick of it 
Cut off my wings I been higher than Icarus 
Rolling like boulders up mountains I’m Sisyphus 
Ha yeah
I need me a cabin in the woods where I can be by myself 
Huh,
Meaning nature, man my major, hurting my health so, 
Idunno what’s good for me, 
Ima just stay high and rap on these beats 
High off my ass and lonely, if you don’t like it then you can leave

high life

werds:

Lucy did me better 
She believed me 
When I let go she 
Perceived me 
Different 
Huh, I’m my own demons
Huh, I’m living in these speakers for ya 
Love my voice 
Stroked my ego 
Bitch you made me 
Huh yeah
No, I know that 
Chasing butterflies 
Is crazy 

But where’s the line? 
Huh,
Shit, and who gone draw it?
Feeling Devine 
Means someone’s feeling godless
I could waste the time fumbling round with these bars yeah
Or I could get the money,
Fucking hungry for the art yeah


Go ahead switch the topic again bitch,
Better on my own, all alone, MJ my codependent 
The flows i pick and roll 
This shits my dope 
She ain’t no crutch she’s been a
Vice, inside my lung
For too damn long 
I’m tryna shed the image 
Picket fenc—
Pick-a-side then chant 
For the government 
There it goes,
Another year to celebrate the Uncle that
Hates a vet 
And an immigrant 
‘Cept the ones that work for Pennies while they break they backs 
Propping up the country economics for the rats 
Races what I’m speaking bout 
The faces 
Filling up with doubt 
Persuasive 
Coming from the heart 
Abrasive 
From all of the scars that make it
Stronger 
Till it’s not yeah 
Shovel in more shit, 
Get it beating out the box 
YUH
Catch my drift?
I don’t give a fuck if you do not 
YUH
IN-DE-PEN-DENCE YALL (in the pen dense)
LIVING IN A FARSE 
That’s why I be so factious 




Temper tantrum 
Runneth over 
The thermostat done broke 
Where the fuck the polar 
Bear eye witness to the killin 
Yo decision
Consequence 
Be-ware
Wolf
With the big ole grin 
Gunnin gunnin fa ya kids
Lemme hear yall sing 
Land of the free and the brave 
So 
How come any of yall complainhin ?

ldmb

wyrds: 

Chorus:
Yeah, I taste the devil on her tongue, god damn, he’s always lurking in em
And, I kissed on a blunt, it ain’t for fun, I been struggling with it,
One, two-hunnid addictions,
I been on word play, 
Catch the diction,
Words coming out my mouth ain’t fiction,
Nah every second I been reeeal as fuck 
Realer than, anybody else, I know of
Uh, cardiac arrest when I been panicking,
Need to get me a gun, 
What? 
I got one right on me right now and it’s a

It’s a verse,
Yeah, words are the bullets, 
They are the vessel to deliver the message to yall huh,
I found out that it was all perspective uh-huh,
We keep on stressing for nun-nun,
So don’t give up on dreams and keep on runnin runnin runnin runnin



Verse:
Damn, done cut me deep no bandage,
So much blood on the floor I can’t help but stand in it,
I said what is all this for? If you don’t love it why you dancing?
Girl, I blocked ya to ignore ya so just leave me alone,
Already got you yappin in my head don’t need you in my phone,
I’m perched up in my home,
Flowing on the low
Where did the yellow bird go?
I hope that I get to roam with her, 

Bridge: 

in another life
Yeah, yeah
No wrong no right
It’s all perspective say this shit again 
Say it again 

Say it again 

Say it again 

Chorus:
I chase the devil in her tongue, god damn, he’s always lurkin in em, 
And I kissed on the blunt, it ain’t for fun, I got my struggles hidden,
Matter of fact, fuck a chorus, the story ain’t finished, 
I’m bout to pen it out, yuh
Bout to tell it right now, right now


Verse:
Woke up 
Got out of bed
Another day Alive, another day to chase a check
Or - Another day alive another day to pay off debt 
Or - another day alive another day to starve to death. Damn

No respect, call me Rodney Dangerfield, I been bitchin’
And that’s because I get so bent up talking bout my business 
And that’s ironic, cause my business’ talking, and that’s how I’m gaining interest, 
The backbone of our economics, work for penny’s, check ya pockets 

Everybody’s talking 
Man why is everybody always talking?
All the ignorance floating around, I’m nauseous
Gotta spark one up so I can numb it, Mary helps me honestly
And I do not know nothing, I’ll admit that at the first meeting 
One thing that’s for sure is that us humans act like fuckin demons 
Been walking round in new adidas - but… my sneakers squeakin,
I think it’s from blood that is all over them from other people
I’m speaking bout some evil, 
Talking bout child labor 
Talking bout the fast fashion, consumer market, that ain’t no fable,
Ya actions got real consequences, I hope that you know it 
Every cost on you reflects on someone else so you should sh—

Hmm yuh, figure it out ya self man, I’m so fucking tired of it, 
By it, I mean the discussin,
Maybe I’m gone write a song,
But there ain’t gone be no substance 
In it,
I ain’t finished,
Talking tho - I admit it.

Might be frivolous, I’m ridiculous on the mic, yuh
I been giving em the wicked lyrics since a kid, yeah I learned how to fly, bitch 
Always chasing the highs, no pilot tho
I could do it all with my eyelids closed 
I’d be fine with some rum on an island tho,
I already been a pirate yuh
And I am right now, huh 
This the universe talkin-talking
Ima just have to stick right with the motion cause the river flows regardless 
You can go right with it or,
You can fight against it - but, 
Either way, egos will drown,
So whatchu holding on for?

Said whatchu holding on for?
So what you holding on for?!
Said whatchu holding on for, whatchu holding on for, you ain’t reaaaal.


Chorus:

Yeah, I taste the devil on her tongue, god damn, he’s always lurking in em
And, I kissed on a blunt, it ain’t for fun, I been struggling with it,
One, two-hunnid addictions,
I been on word play, 
Catch the diction,
Words coming out my mouth ain’t fiction,
Nah every second I been reeeal as fuck

the river gon flow regardless

words:

I’m High, sedated 
I need meds 
Something
get me out this head
Mom says I went MIA and wondering just where I 
Been
Momma I been spinning round my room just like a ceiling fan 
Dreaming bout the day the kid won’t have to struggle out the bed 

And The five year plan, living everyday like it’s the end 
So mushrooms to the head until I trip too much, the dream, is fin 
wake to reality
Anxiety ya only friend 
Curled up in the pleasure of your own discomfort, Joni Mitch (Joni Mitchell)



Verse one:
I run and gun i get it done 
I hit the blunt, I hit the blonde 
I hit the dougie, I talk my talk 
Ain’t no discussion, only bars
Not DTF - don’t fuck with whores
Don’t like em spoiled, they so boring  
Im More for the auto tuning words
I’m more carving out some pockets in these beats - my feet been sore 
Cause I been runnin - running - running 
Brushes,  
Tryna prove the point 
That if ya put in all ya can 
Into the flow, 
You become more 
Than you could ever have imagined 
Ain’t that sweet? 
Just get to work yuhhh



Fumbled on my ego, 
Issa demon, Lucy killed the demon 
Was a non believer, till she shaped the boy to something different 
Mary for the nausea
Say it often 
Cause anxiety is 
Comfort 
True love make my tongue hurt 
Or true love under tongue, when I’m with pops 
I feel the sun warmth
Or true love on the mic,
When I spit right,
I left the butt hurt 
Dirt playing tool
In the rear view 
She mean nun ya
Posted with the speakers,
Leave the bullshit for the birds yuh



Chorus



Verse two: 
Ima swerve this Honda, bitch I’m fried 
Girl like whatchu really tryna do?
I saw the lie inside the eyes 
The blotter burning out my mind 
Now I been sight-less
Co-operate 
With the corporations 
Or get silenced
Back to topic back to topic 
Where the fuck my mind been?
Bloody walking, bloody walk from everything I’m buying 
How am I to really to pick a side if it’s all violence?
And No one seems to see the truth is lurking in the silence

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