Con Lisso

monday1

https://rosewither.bandcamp.com/track/suncatcher

celly: https://soundcloud.com/stepthroughthevalley

spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/5r5d2MW2gDCfxhxI0A2JyP?si=61d458cea2194a07

suncatcher w/ celly

visualizer: https://youtu.be/WxptSoypQos?feature=shared

been a minute since i droopped we backkk

we are art [visualizer in desc]

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pokemon twilight wings fav music

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Lyrics:

Yeah, I got speed, Jimmie Johnson. Hype a rare breed, the type to wear bleed. Show my sweat and tears, no mo’ letting fears in the way, when I say it’s full throttle we pull no bull coddle, just the truth from booth to race, since a youth I been setting the pace, wild child would wince at the roof, knowing the sky the limit, I’m high up in it. Getting my Chase on, but we ain’t talking banks. We talking walking at a 200 Mile pace. Per Hour, your power can’t be held back, thanks for the fuel, I rule, shine like a jewel. Mine is so cool, shelled shock is those doubters. I got speed like routers, Jimmie Johnson, HIMMY in Wisconsin. This is NASCAR, the way I blend hip hop call it Nas-Car. It Was Written, get this lit man in the vehicle, he can maneuver out of any pickle. We ran the scooter as a young boy, now we wow in the fast lane and done toy, wit’ the past pain, it behind, no rewind, go see what the fuck I find now up in the vast thang. Not so stuck anymore, I ran the tour, stage points, 1st place, amaze joints. To try to gauge the race, I blaze the place, embursed on a journey, winning the tourney, from, spinning and learning, to come, winning and yearning, this is racing, this shit I am embracing.

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kevin