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the Disoriented Dynamic Deafening Detainery is a cover album with 100% original lyrics, we had a lot of fun making this album and plan on doing more!
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lyrics

bitch i woke up to a check 
aye down a bottle, hit the 5th 
i’m wit a mob of gangstas from the ave
we get it quick 
aye 
if you broke then don’t come in 
i pay a lot of homage to the ogs from within 
aye aye
hella stars up in the roof 
i took yo bitch and now she dosin me inside the booth 
aye 
hella bands im spending too 
i never check the price 
cause me and broke are not in tune 


that’s a bag getter 
stupid stupid cash getter 
bitch i get you mad wetter 
ain’t no thang as bad weather 
hold on we just getting better 
smokin on that indica 
you mad cause we ahead of you 
like 2k im just readied up 

tell the waiter i need more 
i cop the louie from the floor 
hella pepsi on the table i ain’t talkin bout no soda 
fine shytt, ain’t shit, she got a ring but suckin dick 
that’s problem for the owner not for us 
cause that ain’t mine 

cut waist, slim face 
damn these dms gettin poppin 
every city i attend to 
got a reason for me stoppin 
they want funk 
got yiki yee 
i dont fear no enemies 
might just put em on tee 
off a shot of hennessy

takin trips, im poppin thizz 
damn we geeked up in the store 
step in alexanders 
brand new out the box 
i copped me 4 
when u rich u feel a dose 
just from wearing different clothes 
if a milly waiting me 
best believe i’m getting more

bitch i woke up to a check 
aye down a bottle, hit the 5th 
i’m wit a mob of gangstas from the ave
we get it quick 
aye 
if you broke then don’t come in 
i pay a lot of homage to the ogs from within 
aye aye
hella stars up in the roof 
i took yo bitch and now she dosin me inside the booth 
aye 
hella bands im spending too 
i never check the price 
cause me and broke are not in tune 

i ain’t never check the tag or check the price you smoking boof
bitch i’m puffing on some dirty
seeping smoke all thru the roof
bitch i’m off a couple pills
cause these bitches getting loose
see your hoe up at my crib
just know the gang is sliding thru

i’ve been chasing chasing chasing chasing tryna make a bag
bitch i woke up to a milli
spent bout 50 on some raf
told my brother grab the semi
poppin 30s at ur ass
told my partner we gon make it
now look at where we at

talking thousand dollar dinners
wit some thousand dollar bitches
talking 100s in my corner
being broke i’ll never miss it
has to cop the M4 cause a real playa winning
mixing loui wit my prada 
save versace for the linen

i’ve been steppin
you’ve been guessin
tryna come up wit the score
i can tell you first hand
u ain’t even on the board
tryna pull up wit a yiki
get it crackin
up that pole
me and cutty T’d up
sipping drank
pour some more hoe 

bitch i woke up to a check 
aye down a bottle, hit the 5th 
i’m wit a mob of gangstas from the ave
we get it quick 
aye 
if you broke then don’t come in 
i pay a lot of homage to the ogs from within 
aye aye
hella stars up in the roof 
i took yo bitch and now she dosin me inside the booth 
aye 
hella bands im spending too 
i never check the price 
cause me and broke are not in tune

SMEEZE

Just tell me it’s you
tell me it’s you
just tell me it’s you
i’m for you
i’m for you

slowly falling in further for you
you know we have something between us
and if it’s only tonight i’ll make it last
get you right
don’t look back babe
cause you like it
close the gap and make you mine
and you know it
you know it

can you stay for long
i’m loving the feeling
tell me i’m more than just dreaming
baby you’re starting to see us through my eyes

i’m for you
Just tell me it’s you
tell me it’s you
just tell me it’s you
i’m for you
i’m for you

show me what you’ve been dreaming of you and i
cause lately i’m feeling the same way
and if it’s only tonight i’ll make it last
get you right
don’t look back babe
cause you like it
close the gap and make you mine
and you know it
you know it

can you stay for long
i’m loving the feeling
tell me i’m more than just dreaming
baby you’re starting to see us through my eyes

i’m for you
Just tell me it’s you
tell me it’s you
just tell me it’s you
i’m for you
i’m for you

you.

-lyrics-

fly over land
call you your name
tie you in hand
take you away

(can you feel me?)
through the lines i
(can you feel me?)
cant seem to lie
(can you feel me?)
its you inside my eyes

think im locked in
to your voice it
lingers through my mind i
think im boxed in
have you noticed?
wanna show you why

my heads in the ceiling fan
its spinning around and round
endlessly waiting for your love
its something im feeling
so tell me you feel it too
just what are we waiting for?

(its something im feeling)
(so tell me you feel it too)
(just what are we waiting for?)



3am.burnout

you either get it or you don't.
w/ @mitalollll & ?

hook:
pass the blunt
(this shit get’s serious)
pass the blunt
(cause they're delirious)
pass the blunt
(this shit’s hilarious)
why you tryna start some drama
when that karma’s gonna come back at ya
pass the blunt
(this shit get’s serious)
pass the blunt
(cause they're delirious)
pass the blunt
(this shit’s hilarious)
why you tryna start some drama
when that karma’s gonna come back at ya

verse 1:
(who is he?)
look like levii's never been to therapy
i'll pay for a session, cause that uber I gave you was free
"climb to the top" when you've always been down
begging for money to buy liquor reversed your frown 
(huh?)
that dont make sense
who gave you the page- to talk about my friends
when we gave you the patience, money, drugs and liquor
how the fuck are you gonna bicker
about us being "bad people", when we made you a bigger picture 
who you call a whore when you are one
"GOOBERS Member", but you we're a "plus one"
only talk about money cause you got none
don't take this personal, like you said "i'm just having fun"
never mention my name nor none of my friends
how you gon diss at us, when we gave you a better pen
every time you joined vc, you always had to vent
bout some bullshit, don't you gotta go pay yo rent?

verse 2:
boy wanna talk we gon give him the work
imma leave his body with his son inna hearse
all my clothes drippin from my shoes to my shirt
like i knew your music's ass holy shit it got worse
diorlevii spelled with two i's
i- i can't see why anyone would fuck with you
i mean it's beyond me
i can't believe i share the same air that these peons breathe
you be on dick like daily occupation: be on meat bitch
bitch bring the beatback i ain't say i was done
dior you been hardstuck a hunnid for like three years
walk into a room smell that stench i know he near
got that bo that his bm couldn't stand to ever be near
that's why she took the kid "he died" that's all he hear
boy gon like his lips and put skisim in his mouth
yeah he kick it with yo5hy we know what he about
(haha)
catch him out in houston and we running it down 
lemme run it back you ain't livin what you rap bout

hook:
pass the blunt
(this shit get’s serious)
pass the blunt
(cause they're delirious)
pass the blunt
(this shit’s hilarious)
why you tryna start some drama
when that karma’s gonna come back at ya
pass the blunt
(this shit get’s serious)
pass the blunt
(cause they're delirious)
pass the blunt
(this shit’s hilarious)
why you tryna start some drama
when that karma’s gonna come back at ya

verse 3:
fuck what u claim n fuck what u sayin
n fuck ur lil circle too u hangin with the lames
u kick it with them kiddie diddlers bitch we not the same
cuz i only hang with real killers that's all getting paid
but ur silly friends ain't lil bitch go get ur money up
beggin for that ramen drop a one if u gon suck me up
best save up for ozempic better yet go get ur tummy tucked
u fat cow bitch hollup i ain't say that i was done
bitch all my homies on go why urs on standby
i know i might not be a saint but i still stand by
all the shit i say u just backtrack n backtrack
but i know who to call if i wanna hear a man cry



yeah we rap. (OPP STOPPA 3)

SHAME W/ YOUNGHOLLOW (PROD. RUBYDREDD)

you don't wanna read no dumbass lyrics like a fan you're employed.

GET A JOB ANTHEM

lyrics:

I was 15 when I wanted this to be a job
The late teen that I am, wanting to quit on the spot
I'm not even 18 but thinking that I might stop
But if I continue doing this, I might as well just drop- like

Say what?
Say what?
"That kid is on our block?"
"Wasn't he apart of goobers or something, Man I remembered when that rocked"
"Goobers Season" never dropped
Ghost n Gooblins helped us get locked-in
R.O.F n U.N.T we're all just fun events
Shout out fucking checking in

But well oh well, that shit was way back then
A year without making music together, is that how Long its been?
When half of us Don't talk to eachother
We still care n love one another
Fuck a group, they aint friends, they my sisters and brothers
My sibling's from another (Huh)
This knowledge is known, they all even know my own father
Padre.0 supporting me even if I Don't make a single dollar
Fuck money green, rather give my songs the right tone of color

(1,5, i learned new tricks)
(New pair white asics)
(Acting like my bro but you the sith)
(Where yo kid at? Fuck that group that u in)

Cause I was 15 when I wanted this to be a job
Now I'm 17, just dropped 2 albums in the spam of 7 months
Dont temp me, i'll drop another one out nowhere and in the dark
And I'll dump an hour of scrap music n use them like spare parts

Spare parts? I'll re-cite old bars like a scrapyard
I'm bored and do this shit for free while hitting the gas
I fake it, you bake it, you still take out the trash
I can go wherever I want, while im still hitting that fucking dash

Yeah, it took a hot minute to figure this out
Wondered why I've come n pondered, i've told you what I'm about
Let me give that proper solo
That I've been promising you for-
3 years
No deals
(Thanks god im not signed and sold)
Uh, nah I got 3 more projects, then I'll hang the coat
10 years with my brothers I'll be driving with some rolls
If I eat, then the gang gotta eat, it's what I've been told
Not cocky or an ass, I say this with my heart n soul

The opportunity's that this could've had
All wasted cause we we're all distracted n some we're mad
Always asking "whats next? When's the next big laugh?"
When only 2 people did all the work n we're tired of that
Scrapped projects, scrapped verses, a scrapped future together
No time for group meetings nor any group efforts
Wish we did what we wanted then scrap "now forever"

Man, cause I was 15 when I wanted this to be a job
The late teen that I am, wanting to quit on the spot
I'm not even 18 but thinking that I might stop
But if I continue doing this, I might as well just drop- like
Say what?
Say what?
"That kid is on our block?
"Wasn't he apart of goobers or something, Man I remembered when that rocked"
"Goobers Season" never dropped
Ghost n Gooblins helped us get locked-in
R.O.F n U.N.T we're all just -

What I would do to- do it again
What I would do to- do it again
What I would do to- do it again
What I would do to
What I would do to- do it again

It's been 3 years since goobers was made
3 albums, 3 ep's ,could we have continued till fame?
Funny that this all started from a dumb purple drink
In 10 years, what would our kids think..

Cause we we're at a age when we wanted this be our job
The dumb kids we we're, always quitting on the spot
Not even 18 or 22, but thinking we might just stop
If we continue this, we might as well just drop, like-
Say what?
Say what?
"Goobers Season" almost dropped
G.N.G helped us get locked-in
R.O.F and U.N.T we're just fun events
We Don't talk about purpled or them
Man shout out Checkin-

saywhat

cover art by @rosebudpainting on twitter

lyrics:

i feel ancient
esoteric
always been around just hidden

melancholic i can’t help it that’s my temperament
split the difference to appeal to ascensionists
i never sensed they meant it when they said we close to limit
but it’s better to simply let em sit with that decision
it’s a different kind of rot but still a rot just the same
so my school of thought conflicting but i seem to relate
to that relinquishing of power different goal but the same
six feet felt fast when we shut off the brain

i feel the black bile rise up
bubbling
troubling
feel that black bile pile up
stumbling
mumbling

bout how suffering conducive to facilitating art
in place of balance is reaction to the pulls of the heart
I don’t talk much any word spoke not enough
to match thoughts felt rather be stuck in a rut
but i’m tired of the cynicism hits of the nostalgia
reliance on remember when’s to get a little lift
addicted to the disconnect attachment to the past
like it’s tangible and if i had it be good again
it’s a paralyzing train of thought ambitions never sorted
pain in place of senses early onset rigor mortis
creeping up my skin to size me up it’s taken over
while i dream a scene of peace i never had and now i want

it’s an affliction suffered wholly alone
i feel it’s righteous
to take it not complain to another soul i’m enlightened
by isolation sentence given out with no witnesses
a picture perfect martyr to die alone is exciting
price of life is measured by the holder of the gift
a given left replace appreciation for it is a cynic
entitled to the cryogenic stasis it’s a justification
to be complacent sitting still but so anxious i
feel im ancient ive existed before
in many forms walk the earth maybe born from the dirt
or no origin what once was is now will continue to be
my soul contorts to what i want it to be
a cruel trick from the universe manifesting memory
distorted by what’s missing in the present so carefully
tread on false ground breathe intoxicating atmospheres
to poison mind body and soul and still

i feel mechanical wires take control
split tendons rip tissue shoving to pull
muscle out muscle in chips and conductors
bent synthetic neuron receptors
disrupt the order i was born in
flawed in flesh
opted in invade skin to reset
depressive tendencies
excess of empathy
infected all activity to stem from the brain
it’s pain to feel nothing it’s pain to feel something
nothing all at once in chaos i feel numb
to modify body in remedy
neglect nature
autonomy enemy
protect from danger
protested thought evoked by what’s deeper
lesions bleed grief i choke on choice either
voice the still stagnant stasis rise out of it
or steep and rot poise in prose but no action
poke and prod act in habits outlasted
noise is drowned out by pretentious static
pretense is if the abstract is captured
i’m out of it ditch affliction relax

i feel the black bile rise up
stock pile fear released through tear ducts
twice a year max what’s repressed will build up
breach the dam walls
leech off raw thoughts
if lost will lose the spark
l opted in to pain refuse to leave the dark
i choose to keep it tucked and under lock
like if it’s gone im gone was all for nothing
all the suffering part of art and living
integral like breathing in
i centered pain in making sure if limits hit
it’d be documented
like in some way preserving it makes it worth it
days are worse when staying indoors
whisper words in mantras reborn
pacing circles imprint on wood floors
porcelain soul im worthless and no force
could convince me different
pinch the skin and rip ive given all that there is there is to give
i’ve exhausted all my options no heart is meant to live like this
trapped in the walls
laying down is the first step to suffocate
i’m lonely and tired so got wires involved
but when you let wires replace and take shape
they still rust from the blood that remains

melancholia redux [prod remdolla]

im starting to know that im bound to your life
and its scary to think that you hurt my side
but we both know its love so im blind to my knife
its not so bad as long as youre mine

so wherever you are tonight
know im still on the way
will you stil be awake
and im hoping to show that ill make things right
you know that i
you know that i

are we tied in love
cause ive tried to hide my look at you
baby are you there
do you feel alone
dont think ive been well
and inside youll know
youll see it in my eyes
will you hear me then
and how i need you bad

i cant ignore the feeling
its telling me its you this whole time
i think i might believe it
so keep on telling me more lies
thought that it was over
but it always ends with you in mind
im better off with you babe
i (still think about you)

so wherever you are tonight
know im still on the way
will you still be awake
and im hoping to show that ill make things right
you know that i
you know that i

im stalling i know but im not what i like
baby im sure that im not who you want
all that i need is to be by your love
but i, i

wherever u are

just a bunch of bastards that are oh so disoriented
@WillYouStayMusic
@/Girm
@/LetsDrawLobstars
@/koy
@levisdior

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