I broke dice
tha' why i look nice
not 1 or 2 but i do twice
i'm too wise, fvk that those lies
u see thaa shit up wit ths those eyes

imma black ship bitch in a too white
want some rari btich in a too high
Kung madapa man boy got damn days huh
halata mong sanay wit mah losed lace

am always tha fosho
ion need tha just to show
im strugle on these stages
fall out like ages
im demon of mah angel
too much loop no mo angle



loosing interest to all tha bitches
i rlly screwed up in thes pages

errday errnight hallucinate
err move is calculated
wasting mah time in 5 to 8
so what you wait to graduate?

so wait, imma smokin tha gas in a day
its hard but hardest to say tha way

baby im sorry im faded 
when i was at school im faded

errtime suddenly faded
errthings soon is faded

errthings gonna be faded
errthings going on crazy 
errthings gonna be faded

so wait, imma smokin tha gas in a day
its hard but hardest to say tha way

do you feel me
in my own just my myself and my ceiling
through the phone never ever seen in filming
fvck yall mf in this feeling

kung alam mo lang napagdaanan hindi mo masasabi kung bakit to dito
ang daming nagbago't nangyare ngunit ganun parin ako bilang galing sa zero

My family my gang from the ghetto
nalang ang dahilan kaya nandito

FOSHO

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baby woah him

"You just another number,
We counting on that."
I said, "Didn't your mother tell you
We don't talk to each other like that?
We sisters and brothers,
All made of the same earth,
Same species, same habitat—
Tell me what other species numbers each other?
You ever heard of that?"

Always talking money, money, money,
Get it, stack it, count it—then what?
I'd really like y'all to think a little smarter,
Not harder, it ain't complicated,
Don't even need a degree from Harvard,
In fact might make it worse—
The more intellectual, the more divorced
From the actual, the practical,
The theories lived, not rehearsed
In equations printed and revised every year.
Last year's text holds no worth,
Already moving to the next edition, you can count on it—
Fixed a few typos, updated some references,
Changed the cover, that's about it.

Just another number,
You can count on that,
Costing us a fortune just to keep up—
Whatever it added, it ain't giving it back.
That's the thing with numbers:
The more you have, the less they're worth,
Carving the whole into fractions,
Selling you back a quarter of your own worth.

They need you numbered to be counted,
Counted to be contained,
Now you are content to be sold,
Sold stripped of your name—
Marked down from a soul
 to a digit on a spreadsheet,
From an entire person 
To a fragment of a body,
Reduced to what you owe and what you hold— 
Their definition of equality.

But when we connect, we do the reverse—
We sisters and brothers,
All made of the same earth,
Same species, same habitat,
Ain't no other world. This is it.
Might as well settle in—
What we racing towards?

What You Worth?

Red-lights

DARK LIFE (Bye Bye)

LIL DMT - DARKWEB DMT [AIR RADIO EXCLUSIVE]
TRACK 15

DARK WEB DMT

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if u ain listening alternative sounds, open yo mind

FOSHO

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