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04 - mic aberracion - fluyo (Chr,Jack Dee,Dj audas)

Artist: Stanley 
Produced by: Akaiiona




Lyrics: 

Catch a fade, hope your day went horribly. Set a walk up on that dude and leave em snoring comfortably. Kinda strange, why I feel I’m underpaid. Tongue is on that Wesson shit I let ‘em catch a couple strays. Andale, give a fuck, get out the way,  just how I’m feeling bitch you lame. Got no interest in a conversation talk my time away. Oh hooray, stomach hurt bitch I be laughing to the bank. Talk my shit if you don’t like it mothafucka catch a fade.


I ain’t sleep for days, okay, what is that about? Going through a phase so drained that’s a standard now, I’m acting out, gone hit her from the back until she passing out, we blacking out. Still wake in the morning super rational. That’s some boss shit, different kinda cockpit, i done took the high road plenty times that shits exhausting. Executive myself might turn a bedroom to an office, I took like every single fuck I ever had and then I tossed it. Out the window, business I go ten toes. I ain’t even check the time just like the way my wrist glow. I ain’t even check the time I’m dining with my bitch bro. An I ain’t even check the time, I’m anxious like I miss dose. Oh god, don’t let ‘em in the establishment, walk around I look glamorous, stickin out like an amethyst, bet I shine on a camera bitch. Pulling up on some pamper shit, not arrogant, I’m talented. I think above what is adequate, mapped it out like an analyst.



Catch a fade, hope your day went horribly. Set a walk up on that dude and leave em snoring comfortably. Kinda strange, why I feel I’m underpaid. Tongue is on that Wesson shit I let ‘em catch a couple strays. Andale, give a fuck, get out the way,  just how I’m feeling bitch you lame. Got no interest in a conversation talk my time away. Oh hooray, stomach hurt bitch I be laughing to the bank. Talk my shit if you don’t like it mothafucka catch a fade.


Take my kindness as a weakness well, that path a safer route. Bitch I don’t align it, spray and pray like what we aiming bout. Imma hit a target, shit regardless if I stake it out. A list of names I’ll run the fade before they put the tape around. Ah shit, i get nasty thats a bad habit, fuck around this black magic, wizard shouts to black sabbath. Rocking out a damn savage, she like the way I’m abstracting, sting em on my arachnid, floating bitch its something like Cassius. Money bag so low it touch the floor I call it knapsaggin. Saxophones, piano notes stuck in my head like band practice. Tend to stay behind because I’m worried bout the backstabbing. Never count me out, ya best be working on the mathematics. I get your shoulders poppin, clavicle. I’m killing shit genetically, this way before the cash involved. These mothafukin rappers sucking harder than vacuum rod. They sleeping at the set, that’s the only way you’re having nods. Reminiscing constant, where did I get offset. Smile wiped away, and bigger crowds just make me nauseous. Gin and tonic, draggin on some strong shit, got me unresponsive, giving brain like she thoughtless. Ya bitch made, quit ya fuckin barking, tell em sit stay. Woke up in the morning feeling it’s gone be a shit day. Smart kid, I got a lot of shit to cover, tell my interests which way, stacking my endeavours make a big pay. You can’t slay it like me, I’m on some toxic shit, I’m seeing through y’all vines need to bag IV, knock you out I’m some boxing shit, you tread lightly. Have you on the ground got you sayin na na please.

Catch a fade

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Cuaderno existencial

La tragedia me visita...
80 años despues de caligula.
me duele la mandibula
no abstante, los dias me pesan(pese ami temple).
malasuerte en mi vesicula,
gesticula que me muero como siempre.
a medias suena mi auricular...
le pido al insomnio que se despierte

circula el quiebre que me deja en jaque
!yo no tengo fiebre!
estoy loco de remate...
disfruta de esta sustancia que nutre pero 
es mas mala que el natre,
vituperando al cuco que esta escondio' abajo del catre...
yo te pido que desgracia a las desgracia k algun dia
dijo: -
estateeeee
quieto que te pego un tatekieto yaque llevo el amuleto
lero lero quiero un bateee
sufro persiguiendome la sombra como perro con su cola
la oracion de mi remate
asumo que no todo esta perdido
dijo el que perdio el tiempo siendo un maldito primate
me aflijo si tengo la soga al cuello
atropello a mi otro yo con  disparatesss (x2)

la vesania no come siente demencia y dolor de la barriga...
los parpados cerraos, los pies desgastaos
y la noche boca arriba.
realidad de estropajo abajo autoestima, 20 mil leguas submarinas,
a pies por tu solfeo como Orfeo tocando la lira

mi herida querida arde mas que mi eslabón de vida
mientras la ira hilarante esta a la vuelta de la esquina
recuerdos corto punzantes de tu entorno frustrarte 
el mundo gira y gira giraa...
la vida busca la muerte y la muerte esta muerta en vida
imaginando que todavía sigue viva...
a mi me inspira estar preso bajo este traje de hueso
que no deja de esperar su partida.

la tragedia me visita...
80 años despues de caligula.
me duele la mandibula
no abstante, los dias me   esan(pese ami temple).
malasuerte en mi vesicula,
gesticula que muero como siempre.
a medias suena mi auricular...
le pido al insomnio que se despierte

TRA(p)GEDIA

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