prod. saitam
The noise is canceling 
It’s an active setting 
Cause(cuz) I’m shredding 
What I practiced 
Sweating 
When it’s time to choose
Better these tears line to prove 
Forgetting what hidin’ll do
Kendrick peekaboo
Self refection see it through
Send it 
don’t come back
Blue
Clueing 
What u choose
Delivered 
All i am 
Due

I found the assignment 
What was delivered 
I had to rewind it
4 outcomes I’m 
Subtracting
Minus 
What I was lacking 
Mine it 
A singular being
Across universes
I’m peering
Diss a

Weird thing
I’m not caught
smearing 
Your name 
Worrying 
But I’m just as
Delusional
But god damn it 
This music 
Beautiful
A 
stupid call
To trust u at all
I had to involve
Those thoughts
In a song 
With noise cancellation 
It finally on
Activated 
Hope i give you respect 
When ur acting made it

To all the ones I appreciate
I know I left a bad taste
Brawl w sums I can’t pay
Stowed far away
Ship crashed after melee
W memories I hide
They stay they
Rival 
2 perceptions of past
Threw into gas 
A ghast 
Gashes 
On the good guy
He never would
Start that fight 
Dashed sight
It’s always blurry when u running
Up next hurry the smash is coming 
Of choice and it’s weight
Float to a gate 
Free of judgment 
Stall 
Ate hunger
I fell under it all
It wasn’t my call
I draw from these memories
To reach the path ahead of me 
But those some ones
Hate the 
Same passages 
Run passed that 
Passing fact
2 different cast aways
The sewn patch frays
I peeked at what’s under
These genes
Determine the blunder

The joy sticks
It avoids pits
Of horror
Analog
Disappointing 
Farer 
Re clog 
Coping seal
Me off 
Don’t respond 
Shan’t rewind 
Won’t see
what’s tailing behind 
Sticks but
We were sailing just fine
I’m bailing my mind
By not minding 
the moments that got us here
When I smile at the memories 
Is when I tend to care

Active Noise Cancellation DEMO DEMO DEMO

Full circle

prod. BREY10 "Vanguard"
yall might hound 
When I found doom 
Hold my pot now let the smoke fume 
Stop how this toke boof
Choke truth 
Through this 
Broke youth 
Spoke to 
the cyph 
Grow you 
Learn I’m right 
Future bright 
Bike to the ocean 
Over zealous 
Jay hopin 
The suit stays unspoken 
Hell it’s sharpe 
Shannon starts choking 
The needle 
Pin point the evil 
Broken people 
Make the money 
feeble Characters
Buggin like beetle
Nd I’m caring first 

Drive me off the ledge Volkswagen 
Ask how 
the money made that happen 

Stop the fucking laughing 

The pack hacked 
If u wanna talk shit 
Rap back 
The Whack flack 
Plaques for acts 
I could never act whack 
Some knack 
Ton catch strays 
This cat okay 
Jazz scats for days 
Brass tax I pay 
Pray for a discount
Bracket dismount 
Jacket amount disgusting 
Fast fashion ugly 
Capital love me 
Every and body 
Was free
Initially 
One plea 
Come breathe 
Miss me 
Magic like Mickey 
Died and came back 
17 
Heaven needs
Patience 
Mezzanine 
Break this 
Cycle 
The floor 
Sleep 
NyQuil 
I’ll fight you 
Fight’ll 
Crown one winner
U in denial
Beginner
Anger stay for a while 
Mister 
Bargaining pile 
Bartering wild 
Depression 
Meet that w 
Acceptance 
Ur death 
Independent 
Of my voice 
That’s why when I talk shit 
I act koi 

Zig zag around the mismatched 
Detached 
Joke dead like king Bach 
Bring back 
Spring lacks
The fruit in tact 
Cold hit like the truth fast 
Will the fruit last
Past grabs my attention 
This cute act I won’t mention
Sent in to a world unfamiliar 
Circumstances the same 
Just sillier 
Pillage first w the people
what happens when I’m not their equal
The team will 
Target 
Red dots alarming 
Bed rots it’s harming
Get lost 
The heart sings 
 Pulling on these fucking heart strings 
A parting shot
Look at what starting got
It fucking stings
Take your fucking things 
Look at what being stupid fucking brings

Excellence is opening doors
Cleared just like the pores 
Fear i cant no more
Near what you adore
Passion I implore
Feed me -
I am bored 
Dopamine 
I engorge 
Tend to forge
The hope in me 
If u wanna get close
Keep hoping please
Thank you of course 

No place like home 
In it I find homophones
I’m not alone 
We not in Kansas
Phone 
Me nd Toto 
dial 
Prone to journey for a while 
Holy water a vile 
Saint to the child 
Cycles of unbridled confidence 
Night’ll botch the kid

everyone experiences money

Pablo Skywalkin x Lord Sko -  Blink Thrice (prod. Mike Shabb)

Kick it w us ft-Xjpe(prod.sodukai)

all beats by dusty Michelangelo "foreclosure" "crusin" "step up"

I'm straight as silver
gold down my liver
I'm livin with no filter
got me livid
I'm not here for
business 
been with
that liquor 
I'm straight as silver
surfing thru the filler
Herald to the killer
with a Miller-lite
my body built right
my body built 
with no type
I nuffly
any nigga that try
to testify 
against the ring
I was made from god 
nigga you was made to sing 
u don't know the risk
you white snakes
so fake 
im changing this
gimme that disk

body built like fisk 
a king pins
any shit on kins
spiders tired 
of your sins
a king acquires
kingdoms from systems 
for cheap ass wins
reap at minimum 
no amount of synonyms
timberlands and limber men
can keep that ring
gotta wring out
any nigga that pouts
shout out to fake js
n fake names
selling fake fame
for namesake
a great bane
I say
to keep it a T
keeping the peace 
i sell testosterone
at home to transmen
n body builders
my body a pillar
nigga
you're artifical 
u breaking down
my art official 
gimme that crown
my part is clearer
my heart a mirror
nigga
the mark 
a lesson
these rhymes a present
my presence
enlight like Cresent 
my fight for the legends
my pen is 
in sight 
I write the message
stop messing 
with the mecca
left ya in record time
these rhymes holy
solely written by yours truly
truth be 
technically fresh
fitting free
not left in second
it's pestering me
how a Myron gain
some fame 
off scaring hoes
n being insane
he ain't swole 
just a mole in a space
that'll race against his fade
away

the ladder more
saddle or
watch
the camel hoard
magma form
your matters worth
nothing
I'd rather store
this energy
with no penalties
and collaterals
my pen is heat
it's telling me to stop
I talk about my pen allot
these words I sought 
will spin ya top
like a caribbean 
Bruce Lee
I hit ya mon
kickin wins indeed
I'm with ya mom
her name jackieeeee
give me a chance jackieeeee

knocked out whole
my soul
summoning a storm
I stored thundering 
at the shore 
nigga I'm bored
on this walk
I Carely thought
about the dots
connecting at sections
of my inner chalk-ra
got 10 pens
working my head 
blink and it's gone from
sinking Ben's
I been in this frenzy
when my pen be
making cents like penny's 
my 3rd sense 
immense 
I'm smelling 
mike pence
I got no sense
IM SELLING
you know where my CELL IS
nigga I'm perfect MY CELL SPITZ
cancer I'd sell this


STRAIGHTasSILVER

Cant_think_cant_feel

prod by pis.i
6 feet resistance 
keep a safe social distance 
peep,
I don't need assistance
niggas with sick sense 
6 heads
like hydra
scales signed the
HEALTHSCARE
divide from
WEALTHCARE
u liar
money multipler
share hold the fire
niggas wired cash
from government spyware
we limping
fuck all the simping
for instant noodle law men
it's common
where raw men
microwave they ramen 
that's law friend 
never cook in a pot 
a lot of homin in
lifes that fly into gods land
that's why
noone on the level of the devil 
revelations temptations 
never sever ties
keep waiting to pry
let the saint in
stationed
in hell
i got issues with twelve
twelve mins dwell
into hours
powers tripping
to cells
yall cowards
risen from frail
EGO
niggas can't lead you
slavery been legal
feeble laws like
seagulls
the beak full
of shit
commit for the regals
I read bull
charge into people 
tryna feed
their equals
yall see proof

Chris crossed like Cuomo 
all this promo
with holes
it's a low blow
he slow bro
on his tail 
he loko
it's not four more
pale years
of this no show
stale tears is fierce
gotta pierce thru his polo
the poll knows
it hears
rear end
collisions 
from the locals
decisions hopeful 
light years ahead 
nigga sped off
like Han solo
headtoss the nigga
get off the man
let the rope go
let em choke
his word poke throats
looking so-so
asi-asi 
some folks unhappy 
with they snappy ass
Spitting raps at mass
saintvile, ya dad is back

Niggas transform
Like michael bay
niggas know the mike will pay
my psyche will stay
in the lane
like a wife in pain
i swear these niggas terrible 
only fucking variable

they know im the sun
Been ultra 
But its never been one
told ya
how the moon fans closer
third quarter
lurker 75 percent 
bad omens came and fucking went
two queens back to back detest
E always stands for express
Tryna excess
The ener-gy
im tryna process 
not to flee but it never left
Big come up to test
Say less
Fuck the industry weakness
flare blitz
into a star I take a wish
I healed the char
millions stuck in the middle starved
can't let the flame go soft
the cross
is looking at me
the saint taking one more P
the master can't control the free
the erection hitting hard critically 
when will they meet

SUNDOWN FORREALS

cosmic plan

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Im fucking hungry
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