hope you enjoy

- beat by KhronosBeats 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KClRc_qd-KI

lyrics:

Tired of the sun setting way before the days ending 
But until then, I’m...

Waiting for the weather to get better, get to chillin in a badi 
Wanna loose my sweater, see a hottie see my body
Fed up with my letters, finna burn em like they Bonnie 
Saving hella cheddar and I got some mozzarella 
Talking currencies 
I got no courtesy when I know for certain these 
Hoes lie like service fees
Anxieties, why issues gotta worsen these?
Like I’m drinking burgundy 
All night and day, to a degree 
The appeal I see
I gotta reel in G’s
To avoid pouring up more for me 
Oh please I gotta sink two bowls to beat a beast
And not permanently just for a moment you see
And there’s too many targets I cannot afford to slay ‘em all
So they won’t let me be I gotta fix my chemistry 
My mind won’t give no clemency 
It’s getting darker steadily
Run desperately 
Step to me and put yourself in jeopardy 

I got some medals that mean
Nothing to their medalist and nothing more to me
Because you see I fiend improvement to fulfill your needs 
And not to win recognition what this world breeds 
Materialistic as these petty greeds who grew up with everything 
Rarely learned a thing from their own experience 
Why they still dependent and they still don’t tuck they chin 

Never had to fight or flight not even as a fucking jitt

Swimming, tripping, high up
River’s red it’s wild
Feel it coming I’m running
Like a clock, forward
Can’t stop, keep on
Focused and going

Travelling mountains like I have stolen
All the banks notes and they can’t stand the cold
And just to take it further I’m dressed in a coat 
That’s so white I go ghost when I’m around some snow 
Bearing the cold like a bear in the cold
Because I enter torpor don’t care what I’m told
I can’t spare no more gold and I won’t tear or fold 
Care and I know that I’ll grow like a marigold, yeah

Savvy yet hazed-out
Trashy not phased-out
Hoes snapping to gain clout
It’s happening right now

Slathering hash in a wood I got
Plenty a pills you can’t take a lot
But baby lsd would you come drop?
Come here now closer I can make it stop 
Know I can topple your thoughts and top all your bots 
Be spitting homophones home alone stoned in the zone a lot 
In a rut 
Think I’m finna bop to the barber shop
I need a cut I won’t stop
Till there’s blood on the top and it flood

Won’t be no judge think art is my love
bullshit is stacking above me and it just keep coming but 
I swear I got thoughts that I jot
That’ll make yo mind pop 

Only cocky when I gotta reason 
And bitch my whole block cannot fuck with my seasoning 
Burning these tracks set em to new degrees yea
I got hella keys to machines that you fiending and needing 
‘Cause your sound is fleeting and something about it is just unappealing 
Woah woah woah reel it in
Guess I cannot talk no shit because I ain’t got numbers and ain’t seen as legit
But bitch step to me 
Bet you can’t out-write me
Come and impress me don’t try and indict me
Transparent? Unlikely and issues highlighted
I’ll turn it back on you when you are blind-sighted 
I got no rivals i’m not entitled
My shit is tight though not quite tidal I need a revival 
Outta some depths I rise burning a bible 
To die on some steps still with no title 
I’mma pack burner clipper flicker
Fuck ya clique up I don’t slip up....
You know those lines then let’s roll a quick one
What I’m tryna like giz eine?
Ditchin’ brands don't need designer 
All yo fabrics, drugs are finer ho, aye

trekkin'

Instrumental from ShortBeats:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3OQPRbwBjhU
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCNO3BnEYUkGRsTrpMPnbp5g

YISR

Usurpation (Prod. By Kazzi)

THRILL BILL

Beat by Rhakim Ali: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tYIWWwxRrgo

Step Up (beat by Rhakim Ali)

Link Up

Beat: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CK-DEE74I9Y
(by) Beats By Con: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCIsCdBYkKiDGJxR8ZpeAYqw

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Cover art from 2014 'Fed Up' documentary

Fed Up (Prod. Con)

Beat produced by Ron
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCjbwS_EhDHYwdliZw_LKI4Q

lyrics:

Pussy boys tryna catch up!
Hmm,
If this was a race boy I’d leave you in dust 
I been acting cool watching all y’all improve
But I'm tired of waiting for all you to switch up
Switch up from style and sound to real bars
You sticking to fads over making real art 
Bumming a fag when we picking the parts
Now you butt hurt cuz you been left out from the start
Bitch I’ve been finding my way!
Ain’t come in no whip I ain’t got none today
Wanna make ‘em do what I say!
Ain’t got no whip so I just flash a blade
They say “okay, Easaw okay”
I see in they eyes they don’t wanna play
Slowly back away as they edge to the frame of the door
I thought you was fake, I don't think it no more 

Because now I know
You one of the lames
Who switch up personas 
Like drivers switchin’ lanes
You blink and you miss it 
But i see them flickers flickin’
Honey don’t come at me 
Harboring energy 
Harmony let me be 
Mix it with Hennessy 
Huh,
Think i got the recipe 
Yeahh,

I got my recipe!
Weed, E and LSD
Yeeeah,
Y’all bitches ride waves
Better than you ride D’s so 
Switch up and fuck with me
Something real bumpy
With a pinch of funky
I’m fiending me money
I need to smoke somethin’
Yea I’m fiending bare money
And need to smoke somethin’!

Kiddies been fuckin’ up
Fuckin’ round in the studio
Got me so moody, oh
Prolonging me coming up (hahaha)
As if, but this catharsis is something that I need
If you stand in my way then I will have you bleed
Beat you, the pain is gon’ remind your brain
“No, no, don’t fuck with him
Hope he don’t fuck with me
He may have the answer
But he is a cancer
Aggressive and crazy”
That's what I may be
But it depends on the day see
Feel like a stray 
Though know I ain’t got rabies 
Know I got problems though
Baby come save me
And lay me
Deep down to rest
Wait you think you the best bitch? 
Well I’d like to test it
You moaning this music 
Not sending a message
Not rappin’ reality, I won’t forget it

I know I’m never riding a wave 
I’ve never surfed, boy know yo worth 
I go my own way
Few fuckers follow and that starts a wave 
Yea few brothers know
You don’t, don’t go behave 
You don’t gotta ask
Listen right here 
I'll tell you it straight
Nice and clear
Yo claim that you slanging and banging bare dames
You a virgin who don’t sell, see we not the same
Know you fuckin no bitches from day to day
Like no way what you say you is doin’
You fake on the mic
Yea sometimes it sound nice 
But I cant play it more than twice 
When it’s an entire song
Not sayin’ you whack
I'm not sayin’ you wrong
I'm just layin' the facts 
From what I've seen and known

Palliation

Abundance

Lyrics:)
No I ain’t worried or trippin’ bout no validation
What are your qualifications? 
Dont’ care bout ‘em, care bout who made ‘em
You cannot truly know someone from paper
You’re just a hater, 
Think you a rebel but look, that shit basic
I do not care, as a matter of fact, 

I’m getting wasted, not needing approval
I do not care about verification, plus your aura ain’t crucial
We needing harmonization, and you ain’t sounding too useful
We finna get it, ain’t feelin’ frustrated 
You could not bring me down through voodoo

No, you couldn’t change my mood through voodoo
I do not care nor will wait 
For what you have to say 
This shit is not Blue’s Clues
News crews diffuse their reviews with a bias
Refuse to excuse my abuse as the highest
From my field of view, defiance of science 
A virus, it’s true it ain’t quiet
I feel deja vu when I widen my iris
Denying addiction know I need a diet
I’m my own reliance
Rippin’ up lies from yo lines like some lions
To find out the truth
Sick of the law need an out like a Bluth
Maintaining honesty, don’t need a sleuth
I been a savage since back in my youth
My records confessions when I’m in the booth


Back in my day 
When I was born and raised 
In the great north
Yea I’m talking CA
By the third grade
I wanted money 
I would steal from A.C. and resell the candy
How funny 
Because I have changed so much
Yet I’m in those ways just the same 
Only much more 
Grew up out the front door
Drugs raised me 
Had me levitating 
Felt way above all the sheep’s conversations 
So I started to hate most the population 
Got off the hard drugs and stuck to the loud 
And you know, usually I just be rolling and smoking
But now 

I’m getting wasted, not needing approval
I do not care about verification, plus your aura ain’t crucial
We needing harmonization, and you ain’t sounding too useful
We finna get it, ain’t feelin’ frustrated 
You could not bring me down through voodoo

Voodoo

something quick jus for fun

lyrics::
I’m a goofy boy
makin dummy notes 
hit a stupid lick
just to rob dem boys 
yea i need me noise 
yea i need me noise 
just to block these voices out my head 
without using led 
I could shed
tears it’s real
I fear my feels 
but ears to ears 
I'm seein' smiles 
here’s to years to healing 
got no miles 
no vehicle
go not tires
just a little 
bit not liars 
you’s a pussy
come and try us
see you movin’
duckin trya’s
move more suss
check you for wires
son you not the flyest,
not the finest,
you not high as i is
bitch i spit bronchitis 
so dependent what’s ya diet?
dial up the climate
it’s a crisis
moving silent 
hoes defiant 
pussies pliant 
fuck you trump 
ruling impious 

desirous riots, risin' up
like a pilots clients 
what you put out is gon’ catch up
like a lion’s zion
acting like a highness,
minus the appliance,
cause at the time for action,
you so fuckin' quiet!

yeah, silence shine on crickets!
take a shot you miss it
second shot you brick it
my dick you bitch she wanna kiss it, ooh
what ya gonna do?
isn’t what ya wanna do,
can’t follow through
with the level that i put you at 
run it back
like a running back 
hit ya sack 
got my pack
I got my back 
I'm so so solo
reppin’ Soho
you’s a slow poke
poke ya FOMO
bitches loco
where’s my mans?
feel like a dodo
oh no, no one’s honest no mo
front with photos
think in slow mo
fake as pornos,
straight as cornrows,
only real in burrows
weak and whack like cheap bad Merlot's
I got more to me,
always more to see,
I’m a cave you gotta mine 
to find the light it be hiding

Goofy Boy (prod. Jack Marlow)

hope you enjoy

lyrics:
I'm sick of this shit, 
I need a healing
I need it quick, 
you are a pussy
you are a bitch
livin' so dirty
you are a snitch!
Boy I got so many reasons 
I shouldn’t be doing 
What the fuck I do
Wanna be happy 
I do what I do
Cause I do what I choose
and I say “fuck the rules!”
Ho bitches be coming through
I see they fools
read between the lines 
it reads they lose 
i'm tired of wanting someone who don’t want me 
and tried of jotting these lines just so cunning 
for nothing 
catharsis I'm hunting 
but i’m wanting something more
and for it i’m gunning and bugging 
so go lock ya fuckin' doors!

what i like, is what sheep come to ruin, 
they got no mind, only following influence 
so immature, they lie in tongues so fluent 
you think you cool when,
I bet I done double whatever you doin’
yea double my dose i’ll rise out my ruins 
All of these kiddies trust I have influenced
now gimme my shit 
imma break through the roof bitch 
yes i am ruthless 
living so soupless 
couldn’t live toothless (hahaha)
and you couldn’t do this 
this room too small
to contain my high
imma get the fuck up outta here 

Oh damn, oh god, 
baby, come through
yes you (yea you)
I wanna see what you can do
not gonna lie,
whole damn crew 
wanna see you bust a move
yea, let’s see you bust a move 
(x2)

No PE
Still no key 
still fuck PD
I gotta ki
keeping it lowkey
don’t want the police knowing 
homies roll up we rollin
blasting a banger as we get to smoking 
I do not fake claims 
know if you know me 
say that you know me
you only know of me
you hear what you want 
and you think you above me 
I love it, but trust me 
i’m fuckin not playing 
when i say 
you phonies don’t me
you finna grow lonely 
you so watered down 
your true self isn’t showing 
but i gotta potion 
it’s simple, truly 
i don’t give a fuck what u think of me, sue me
and I got my own shit to do so, 
So move please

Bust A Move (prod. Jack Marlow)

lyrics :

(Lemme take this thought on a walk
Dodge thots on my walks 
I walk blocks to a spot
To spot cops from the top 
To stop drops from dem opps,
Got colours not glocks 
No boats but docks
It seems to be like there’s no one for me 
Cause these sheep move in flocks 
And only follow chalk
And don’t talk with an open mind 
Or any honesty, honestly 
I might just solemnly 
Write my own monody)

Lemme take this thought on a walk
Dodge thots on my walks 
I walk blocks to a spot
To spot cops from the top 
To stop drops from dem opps,
Got colours not glocks 
No boats but docks
It seems to be like there’s no one for me 
Cause these sheep move in flocks 
And only follow chalk
And don’t talk with an open mind 
Or any honesty, honestly 
I might just solemnly 
Write my own monody 
With, one last apology, P.S.
Fuck all your policies 
Life is a comedy 
Smoke up the broccoli 
Fuck your own prophecy 
Gossipy wannabes 
Talk shit so volubly
But, can’t match my quality,
Impossibly flawlessly 
I am a novelty, 
Bitches gon’ gobble me,
Yes I am cockily 
Predicting quantities 


Ya know?
Nobody stopping me properly,
Probably cuz I spit frostily,
Possibly I’m an anomaly, 
Plausibly denying mockery, 
This an atrocity
I’m in a quandary unlawfully 
Raging so thoughtlessly,
Think I might fuck this man up awfully,
And I might enjoy it so naughtily
Yeah I’m feeling dottily,
Love I gotta paucity 
Gotta move cautiously,
Fuck you who move gaudily
And this ain’t no psalmody 
Anger I bottle it, ugh
You talk shit inaudibly,
Headphones on
I’m moving solidly 
Caudally dip, 
Smoke have a colloquy 
I told her follow me 
She bring up sodomy 

Woah,
You kidding me gotta be,
I’m sitting on dollar trees
Healthy like collard greens,
I gotta find a way
I gotta alter means 
I cannot falter,
My, genes are haltered by depravity,
Causing mental cavities
Losing capacity 
Hopefully that’s all a fallacy,
And not my reality read like a magazine
But, I know that I got a good vibe!
Dragging for free like I’m Suge Knight 
I got a pack to last all night 
Ignorant with the shit
That make it alright,
Given the chance to ball right 
Needing help but got no call light 
Adrenaline rush like a mall fight 
Paranoid, law might set mics like a gall mite 
Realize I’m bugging hysterical
Though to be fair, them hoes be unbearable  
Among the sheep I'm disguised as a caracul,
Spare me yo’ parable, this is not clerical    
Pussy I'll bust yo lip open like chakras 
scrapping blood spillers my hands cause a ruckus 
I hate to shock ya, fist they gon’ rock ya,
Bitch I’m gonna sock ya’ quick!


I’mma take a thought on a walk 
smoking bare baccy and I gotta stop 
green is okay but the brown is not loved 
I gotta beat these addictions I got 
I’m proud to say my consumption has dropped 
Not in a place I can say it can stop 
But yo lies, I block
Bad energy, block
Yo bitch, I block
Cause she a time bomb
And time is tick tock!
If yo Roley real
Then yo time be gliding 
We in some feels
All of the time and 
I only heal
From marijuana 
Keep my head high 
Know better days coming 
Running from nothing 
I’m searching for truth,
I know I may not be worth it to you,
I don’t be lying or spreading fake news
But know I bet you couldn’t work in my shoes.

Slip Road (prod. Balance Cooper)

from 'Heart-Shaped Box' by Nirvana

lyrics :

People run around me
But I stay frowning 
So much on my head like a bounty-
Hunter gonna down me
Got no time for Downy 
I stay rougher than ya fuckin’ worst county 
Thoughts get cloudy
What am I amounting to?
When I bounce each tune 
Does it make it worse or better?
I don’t get it, I can’t set it up right 
Oh well, whatever, nevermind 
I gotta get my time back 
I gotta set my life on track 
Must break out and find the right path 
Stay on the right sacks
Keep me a light pack
Fight back when I care enough

I get rough and I think tough 
Won’t make it up, this ain’t no bluff 

I could fuck you up
Ain’t a buck 
It make sense 
You a punk 
You are cents 
I am $100,000
Two joints down and I’m bouncing
Think I’m finna bounce see
Yo crew drowsy, vibing lousy 
Aesthetically I’m clownin, 
In confusion I’m drowning
I got it down in 20 minutes I was counting 
Thought I hit bedrock 
But now it’s above me 
Unlucky, I lost my grounding 
My safety line, thought I had found it
When it broke so easy it left me astounded 
My broken foundation must overcome mountains 
Loneliness boundless, my issues seem countless 
I’m fighting, I’m fighting for pros
But cons always surround me
Your vocals are drowning my energy 
Soon as you enter please exit see, 
They lacking significance to be my enemy 
Endlessly ending these entities 
Looking for remedies 
Fuck your identities 
I got me better G’s
Giving out penalties,
Steadily scopin’ yo ass like a Kennedy

Heart-Shaped Box Remix

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