I really just listened to say it with me what the fuck bro  you fucking dope. but you already know dog 

Words worth money

Nightmare (Kyle Mehr, Easton Clark)

Mac Miller- Pure

john wayne freestyle (yare yare) feat. easton clark

GDMT

Kingpin Skinny Pimp - Good To Go     94'

artwork by Tyrus Creek ( https://twitter.com/tyruscreek )
produced by Joshua Heflinger ( https://soundcloud.com/joshuaheflinger )

lyrics

SESH TILL THERES NOTHIN OF ME LEFT OH YES
DONT HURT YOUR BACK WITH ALL THAT LIFTING TRYING TO FLEX
WHEN I WAS BROKE I HAD TO MAKE A QUARTER STRETCH
WHEN I WAS LOW I WOULD GET HIGH TO FEEL LESS
NOW I SMOKE MORE TO FEEL MYSELF AND FEEL MY BEST
ALWAYS BEEN SENSITIVE BUT MY SENSES REALLY 
SIT WELL WITH THE FACT I CAN BUY MORE THAN A PACK 
THINKING ABOUT THE TIMES 
I USED TO BOIL PIPES TO SCRAPE THE GLASS
FUNNY TO THINK ABOUT THE PAST WHEN YOU PUT IT IN CONTRAST
TO THE PRESENT NOTHING BETTER 
THAN TO WAKE IN SUNNY WEATHER
USED TO PUSH THE SNOW SHOVEL TRAPPED INSIDE A SNOW LEVEL
CANNOT GET TO ME UNLESS YOU WIN AND NO ONES EVER DONE IT

TAKE A FIVE (SMOKE BREAK)

TRIED TO COMPARE US AND GOT EMBARRASSED I WOULD BE TO
LAUNDRY LIST OF SHIT YOU GOT NO ROOM 
LOOK WHAT THE TEAM DO 
BLUNTS DIRTY AS MY ROOM CLEANING SESH LISTENING
SELF DEFEATED CO EXISTENCE ME AND RAP THEY GOT IT TWISTED
ONE HAND NEVER WASHED THE OTHER 
I ALWAYS JUST KEPT MY DISTANCE
EVERYBODY KNOW MY FRIENDS
I DONT KEEP NONE OF THEM IN SECRET 
IF YOU TRYING TO TEST THE REAPER 
YOU GET CUT OUT ROLL RE WRITTEN
I WILL DEVOTE ALL OF MY NEGATIVE ENERGY
TO REVERSE YOUR WHOLE EXISTENCE

Bones - RickysDustyOldCassette (prod. by Joshua Heflinger)

[VERSE I: PAPA PINE]

ruby smoking like he's haunted
big blunt
i light the front end
me and my bitch, we keep it 80/20
get it how i want it
double cup
i fuckin double deck
sippin piss
i'm sippin tussinex
told that bitch i'm cutting necks
pulling out her throat while i pull up in the fucking benz
told her fucking friends "ruby ain't that cool in person"
so i asked her fucking friends if it was cool if i insert
snatch their purses
now i'm counting all this money
practice makes it perfect
money can't buy you happiness
all my life i fucking heard it
but money can buy a lot of drugs
at least enough to last me
shit, i think i fucking earned it
earned it
ain't got a purpose
what's worse is a deserve it

[VERSE II: YUNG $CARCROW]

smoking on the bud sac
ounces of that indo
paranoid illusions
tap the gun against the window
substance in my lungs
slow motion
benz cruising
masked up
insuing
rob cuz of overusing
6 double 6 elements
never quit or dope sick
the d the o the p the e
i'm always on a chase
to hit up outer space
ain't no case
where i don't need it every fucking day
when you see us
yeah you know we're on them fucking drugs
percocets, xanax, roxycodone crush em up
snort it
top notch
bud crop
maybe quit later
fuck that til i'm dead
i am popping medication

KILL YOURSELF Part XVI: The Faded Stains Saga

SMOKED OUT, SCOPED OUT

The Weeping Worm

Underwater Tank (feat. Antwon)

THE WEEPING WORM

LIGHTS DOWN LOW (FT. DJ DOGDICK)

LYRICS 

Muhfucka wannabe a bully nah nah
That’s my job my god 9th grade I had a homie missin an iPod I found out who had it n told him but he was foldin so I jogged
all the way the 9th block he ain’t even ask me to but why not
Fuck it ill go get your iPod mines lost n I’m only doin this becuz I BEEN scheming for reasons to take that same mother fuckers high tops

Those would look better tied tossed on a power line over my block
5 block

You ain’t tickin nothin off but my watch
It’s a Rolex don’t stress sigh..ahhh white dawg on a bike not a peddle I got throttle n a pint sauce BACK with the right thoughts I’m packin’ a pipe bomb with zyklon you wiping up pinsol it’s for you wife aw bet the bitch suck another mother fucker dick when the lights off I could tell you who but it’s not my job vroom vroom Wearin fly socks yellow outline Fox jersey or I’m shirtless but you know I fuckin ride dawg
Anybody wanna race wanna battle wanna roast all you gotta do is cry yall
(Close enough)
Why the fuck am I here
Drivin drunk I don’t care got the finest Dutch in my ear
Hiding under my hair bout to light it up like fuck yeah
(Something like that)

Fight dawg I could fight y’all like tonight y’all drop a pin where you like dawg
Fuck a gun fuck a knife nah comin for my life y’all better bring all that, plus insight hah right wrong? write wrongs thru my songs then I take it to the scion practice for nights im Burnin the battery out im keepin the lights on why not

Ain’t nobody that you know who could flow that white hot
Just admit you bitches I’m sick the disses let me thru I’m gettin pissed I’m bout to snap if I don’t fuckin mic drop
Ima go from i aw

To aw I
Y’all try come at me n all die
Thought my
bars white-hott THEN? THEN you better be ready becaudrnoff I’m off white and back on that pot pipe just got my Dirtbike if I’m not on it circlin everybody or workin im betting money I’m jottin rhymes
Stuck at a stop sign but nowadays I nod I do it to the beat fuck the tar I
Came too mother fuckin far why
Can’t y’all get it with the same tools
For real dawg why? Should I ask god why? Fuck no dumb-ass thats you that’s your...agency
Fuck a disease that’s make believe
N I was using heroin n crack on the daily b intravenously- im not just saying things
I don’t really give a fuck what crazy things you claimed you seen know why bitch?
we the samest thing
Use Wake n think
I need H to breath
Wait, you see-
I said THINK after wake I mean
The word THINK implies I had a brain agreed?
It’s a conscious decision take aim at me
(I don’t give a fuck)
This that
new flow III flew ova USONA you saw it 2 points of blue roll in 2 sodas droppin
few hulks to soothe over use soma DUDE DONT
It-don’t-do-it so truthful know you should throw spoons n dope-to-me oh-do-it
I’ll take-good care- of all that better fall back
Fore these shots blast shorty stops plans when I call that


non strap ball cap with the ballkamp gloves ball camp thugs with the bat for the cars glass yuh

All black lungs
Dag nab punk
Ima dog nam cuff
Say it backwards ima god man fuck

Uhh
Tryna flow for hours off mourninglory
Line the coke up now, smoke your loud n ima show you stories I don’t slow it hold on now we’re goin for it

Y’all like when Ichop?
Multi not more than a simple 2 syllables n everybody like “my god”

FIVE BLOCK

86’d
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FIVE BLOCK

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