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Lyrics

I'm pretty reckless when it comes to women
I think it's that I tend to press em
And thats starts to push em
Into other niggas more accustomed to the game
Just another flame that flickers and won't be tamed
I won't quote names
But you were my type before i met ya
Then I met ya and we seemed to hit it off 
No pressure 
I heard some things I didn't like come through grapevine
And the stuff you told me in conversation suggests you ain't mine well
I know you ain't mine but
We still can make time 
Just bring your face and some Tanqueray 
and we'll have a great time
Youre smiles stimulatin
Youre mind is insperation
And mine is doubtin that you'll reply to this invitation but it's okay
Probably not a future with you no way
And a love that never happens has a beauty in its own way
Youre going through some things and
Running from others
Which means youre not looking for me
and probably focused on others
And i respect that
So that's why it's cool if you don't text back
I'll catch you on the next day
or the next week
or the next track 
One thing about me is I always find a way
For example listen I just wanna say that

Baby girl you so beautiful (4x)

gawdlee - i just wanted to say... (prod. yugana)

@strayexcel

it ain’t no coming after
i’m grilling em flipping em with the mic like it’s a spatula
busting em with the mayo then i'm cutting em up like ketchup, blood
too many cats trying to act a thug

ya better back up bud
smoke roll one, dipping into your back up bud
uh hold up, you thinking i need to be
high to spit like this?
nah, the kid’s priceless
do it for the love, see the hung in his iris

let the light in, too many times i thought of hung
but no thots on his junk, it's just hunger
tenth wonder
hasn’t come up for air since he went under
don’t know where he is, but know that he’s among us

specter of inspectah deck wrecking the set
bet checking necks that you better protect
lone ranger, code red danger
cokehead faker sniff sugar, sick, pick boogers
flick

stick to your hair, get stuck in your head
top rhyming, like college kids bunking they beds
sharpest tools on you fools? got a gun in the shed
bring a knife to a gunfight, life on this one mic

kites to the sun flight, cerol on the strings
cutting edge on his high notes, careful what you sing
in the land of the free, it’s an americano thing
and in this melting pot it’s only fair that i’m the king

Melting Pot King [prod. stray|excel]

Artwork:  Thierry Cohen
--------Lyrics------------ - - - - - - - - - -
connect with the rhythm, every time that I’m spitting
trusting this premonition, intuition on a mission 
using bars to break free from the prison of cognition
pass on verbal traditions like Egyptians before hieroglyphics
mosaic colors pasteled through the linguistics 
riding this helix I spiraled off the sonar 
the soul traveled solar entered my body as an avatar 
expanding the repertoire thus far, just bust out the guitar
pluck melodic strings while I keep dropping bars
a mad man’s mémoires still savoring nectars
grip the mic like a King’s scepter, 
I’d be destroyed by 2 evils before giving into the lesser
watch as diamonds start to form under the pressure 
please explain to me how you measure success
and how the bystanders become outlets for releasing our stress
losing our minds running around with severed heads from the body
and acting hard hardly ever seemed like more than living ungodly
America where monsters hide in plain sight like Bill Cosby
no use in getting heated I keep it chilling like Hockey
ya’ll lost me with the self-loathing, self-gloating, 
real-self stays unknown
truth seldom spoken, minds more often closed than open
I found a home in these poems, 
praying for peace but preparing for war
found inner-peace so I could never ask for more
feeling blessed to have something in my life worth fighting for

much love to ◐xPanda◑ for the dope instrumental
https://soundcloud.com/xpandaprod

Mad Man's Mémoires (prod. ◐xPanda◑)

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thelone swami X THIAGO - Sharingan [prod. [beto.]]

Saitama [prod. knowmadic]

FOLLOW @don-pappa

theres what?
like 7 billion humans on this globe?
yet
my only affiliates 
are those who is dope
when those dams 
be spilling 
will we really stay afloat 
i think fam we winning 
we just need stay awoke
wow
i think i really need to lay back 
not feeling great its just 
an impulse that i say that
yo
but I’m happy if you indulge in my lame rap

lord willing let them hunnys come, maybe stay and crash 

kinda wishing i had hundreds in abundance 
cause with money man its sad but homie you can slay ass

where the fucking stage at
 bring the ruckus 
asap 

umm
contemplating 
how i used to live in ignorance 
ha
not complaining honestly i kinda miss the shit 
now a days is often just case of hit or miss 
so its to this haze i stick, 
and its ridiculous 
ugh
when I’m faded 
my music making meticulous 
more debating 
like move it
then make it different kid
now I’m replacing 
and using 
some different emphasis 
its the beat mason 
hes forging 
a mace with elegance 
here to reap, take in and
weigh in on all the benefits 
bringing heat rays in 
 i'm raising up all 
them stakes bitch 
over twenty celsius 
melting of all of my enemies 
smelt into this synergy
hell hounds ready G
spells now heavy if you envy me
only reciprocate 
the vibes 
you bringing into the light 
 i incinerate with rhymes
you reiterate whats trite
aristocrat never struggled for a day in his life 
ay mista white 
think that you can share the recipe for life?
not talking crack or even meth I’m talking messages
ight
no need for that vicodin I’m funky fresh no sedatives 
yeah
you funny pests
repetitive  
go lolligag yourself 
son I’m menacing 
you stumble to wealth 
while i fell to
enlightenment
i struggled to tell 
because you just keep fighting it 

pressurrr (prod. by Don Papa 海賊)

ft (atlas): https://soundcloud.com/atlas
beat (ILL G-Beatz): https://soundcloud.com/ill-g-beatz
lyrics:
(dismissedfit)
sometimes my thoughts come out lost in translation
drugs accommodating the loss and isolation
degradation of this generation. so with zero hesitation 
I seize the nomination, and please conduct a thorough investigation
of the style and skills, no ill-wills but I treat beats like it's Kill Bill
thrills the rave heads get from popping pills
keep dropping head nodding, beat knocking, sweet talking 
walk in with the mind state of a g, quotes from alchemy 
if talk is cheap we must of painted it gold
here's how the legend goes 
two men carrying the globe on their back 
atlas on the track with misfit spitting crack for the masses
greener passes for the manic depressant dope dopamine peasant
always present in the presence tense, a reflex I repent and reflect
for hours, enhancing my powers. allow us to preview the proud prowess
the gods endowed us lyrically gifted, spiritually uplifted 
torn between the music I love and the life we living 
head spinning, drink binging a poet alcoholic 
a watchamacallit 
(atlas)
sometimes my thoughts carve words in the rosetta stone
etching ancient messages and questioning the metronome
until my awkward footing starts to slip and i regret the whole
establishment i've padded with translations of the lesser-known
so you can try to rip my hands off of your weak cd
i'll be yelling "fuck laissez-faire and fuck that peace treaty!"
i don't need to be greedy to defeat a meek, needy mc
and proceed to overwrite the disc with tighter shit (hahaha)
it's like titus and leonidas arrived upon a fighter ship
stumbled each upon a fucking mic to grip
irises expanding as the rhymes align with tidal winds
and forces from the galaxy consort with every line that's spit
so i'm holding on the pen like it's a safety rail
moving syllables with force to make a train derail
faking confidence and following a snaking trail
through passages of affluence with aforementioned rain and hail

just trying to find an ending to this passage
that isn't death or neglegence or existential madness
so, floating in my raft through this ocean of posits
i'll remain here as a whatchamacalit... a whatchamacalit

watchamacallit ft. atlas (prod. ILL G-Beatz)

This one time I talked to my little sister and she said she wanted to be a singer. I told her that the best thing to do is that. You have nothing but time to get it done little lady, the world is your oyster. 10/12/1970

prod by the greats : @itsflaws & @whatareyoudoindoin

the time lp

soulja [prod. flaws & doin]

mad love to https://soundcloud.com/crabalioto for staying up from 4:30 am to 11 am this morning making this beat with me

the basics (prod. CRAB ALIOTO)

mad love to NAVE for coming up with the hook together and dropping that crazy verse   https://soundcloud.com/naveisdead
beat:  https://deca.bandcamp.com/
lyrics:
throw yo fucking hands up
throw yo fucking hands up 
I said throw yo fucking up 

this damn rut has got shut into the gutter
but every bar leaking out sounding smoother than butter
and imma smother any sucker mc that only cover 
misogynistic dumb shit like you ain’t got a mother
looking at me like I’m speaking with a stu stu stu stutter
so lemme make this shit clear and commandeer
every mic in the proximity experiment with atmospheric
similes stay severed from the simple needs and never leave 
my people, they know we got power 
so they’ll try to sedate us more with every passing hour 
more money more drugs more lust more struggle 
I try to keep it humble but this shit ain’t even subtle 
anymore and it keep spreading 
damned the past and its on the same path that we’re heading 
with Trump and every bum politicians laying bait 
tell me when the fuck before was America great?
I guess I hate money or the problems money makes 
or the people making money and the lengths
that they’ll go to make it grow
letting children starve just to sell your soul

hanging out in the top soil
everytime those thoughts might spoil
depth to deep the plot gets foiled
stand the heat or blood will boil

I graduated my flow, I'm talkin Cap/Gown, next level, y'all ain't ready for the boss, better back down, I've been slangin' these beats just like a crack house, I've been eatin' things that been eatin' brains, gave me mad cow, I blacked out, ended up inside the mad house, Now i stack rounds for anybody lookin' sideways talkin' with a bad mouth, you'll catch me walkin' on your son, i'm talkin' smashed mouth, I act foul, hit you with that "Whap! Pow!", bitch I never back down, i'm feeling like i'm Zakk Wylde the way i'm shreddin' beats and pullin' strings, fuck the fat lady, it ain't over till the bullet sings, i'm taking aim, now I gotchu within my scope, a cynical indigo within his pinnacle finna blow, Now I got my mission, it's different when in physical, Lost In Transmission's comin', that shit's bout to be biblical, Y'all been spending too much time up in the Top Soil, my shit is deep, I make 'em crave it like some Hot Pollo, my love for Hip Hop is Red Hot, I put that shit on everything, I'm gettin' married to this game with out a wedding ring or a pre-nup, this chronic got me feeling like a god when I re-up, gonna keep on making music, give a fuck with we make $3.00, you think y'all are poppin? Man, out shit's about to erupt

hanging out in the top soil
everytime those thoughts might spoil
depth to deep the plot gets foiled
stand the heat or blood will boil

Top Soil ft. NAVEISDEAD (prod. deca)

MixedbyTy
S/O to all of my supporters yall keep me driven and keep me making music much love to yall

Lyrics

Sittin back and im thinking too much
life is tight like a freshly rolled blunt
no fucks given
just livin another night
ive been grinding with my homies tryna get my money right

tryna get a bad bitch tonight
take her to my crib kuz she tryna get high
says she loves the mood kuz she pickin up the vibes
now shes getting close undressing down to divine

yuh and i hope you understand
uh and i hope you understand
yuh and i hope u understand lil girl

Sittin back and im thinking too much
life is tight like a freshly rolled blunt
no fucks given
just livin another night
ive been grinding with my homies tryna get my money right

life is switching up to much on me lately
the unpredictable is biting me but i take it
i dont know what to do other than face it
barely staying calm but i know that ill make it
uh 
yuh 
and i know that we'll make it
yuh girl i know that we'll make it
its just hard right now
yuh

Short Love (Prod. Leaf Beach & Emune)

mad love to https://soundcloud.com/erameld and https://soundcloud.com/fatb1 for this beat. had to vent a bit on this one. hope it reaches you
lyrics:
life never really goes how we thought it would go
how we thought it would go
life never really goes how we thought it would go
how we thought it would go

thought i figured out life then i woke up 25 in the blink of an eye
like it keep passing me by, no wonder why we getting high 
to escape all of the stresses thought I’d be a super hero 
now all I gots this mess it’s broken dreams torn seams 
balanced beams I’m always falling off, wishing I was tall enough
somebody call this fucking bluff, I’m exhausted from pretending
how we enjoy the middle when still focused on the ending
always letting the past blur the path on which I’m headed 
regretting turning strangers from old friends, 
anger runs through my veins just like an old trend 
wish the best for you now, give no excuses for back then
just know I’m sorry

life never really goes how we thought it would go
how we thought it would go
life never really goes how we thought it would go
how we thought it would go

well this the last dance, last chance to say all that I never said
all the ones that never met the real you, if your response is "fuck you"
I feel you, the real truth is pain we cause is nothing we can feel too
I still lose track of myself gotta pick up shattered pieces 
glue em back together and hope that it’s cohesive 
this time I swear release is only strengthening belief 
it’s all that keeps me going these days
these days are all a haze 
just praying a better man walks out of this maze

2017

Life (prod. Erameld x F@B)

beat: https://soundcloud.com/iamalexcph
lyrics:
yo it’s been a minute. your ghost haunts the halls of my memory banks
like an exhibit, you always stayed a stranger to your limits 
world was fucked up now even worse without you in it,  uhhh
I’ll pour one out for every single shred of doubt 
that made you check out early, 
I’m sorry I couldn’t be around when you were hurting
i know the liquor made it worsen and the drugs were no deterrent 
now I’m sitting here conversing with myself on the lonely
thought you was bullet proof dawg you was the big homie
one of a kind, sublime shine, and one day
ill meet you somewhere in the sky, no need to even explain why
I’ll never try and comprehend, 
your demons held too tight of a grip at the end
and that smile made you seem so much farther from the ledge
fuck the dark times the lights enshrined in my head
you saved my life that night and I could never return the debt

I’ll always owe you one at least
rest in paradise brother
i hope your soul found peace

now tell me whens this ever getting easier?
I’m sick of all the bull shit we discussing on the media
the secrets keep on eating ya alive hope to survive my depression
comes to terms with myself, but past damage still extensive
never been religious still I pray that there’s a heaven 
host my brothers while we seperate the spirit from flesh
still broken at best, and each breathe another step 
in a new direction, I remember how you used laughter like a weapon
your aura was contagious, and these are the words I wish I told you
before I wrote em down on pages. but now the space is too great
and I’m five years too late, just roll one up and save me a chair at heaven’s gate

Half (prod. iamalex)

NOSEY (@GRANT_atx X @kingkayraps)

No Respect (Prod. Gregory Ross)

New Freezer - Single

New Freezer (Rich The Kid Remix)

i live for Hip Hop.. always a work in progress
collaborations $120 a verse
beats $250

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pGiZFZYJIA8
"Silent Crowns" EP here 2017 ... 
peep that
(only serious inquiries)
for features and management hit up dismisssedfitcantrap@gmail.com

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