This is real Hip Hop With A Slang‼️‼️‼️

I'm setting the record straight with this one & for the culture, I'm all in for it..  Long story short, the Old Same New is the future over everything‼️🌍✅🧐👽🔥🔥🔥💣💣💣🎶🎵🎶

Hip Hop With A Slang

Alot of fake people out there that will do you dirty

Masquerade

Was improving the mix on my last summer songs and the only noticeable change was in the one plus it's my favorite so far so i had to drop a remaster.

The One (Remastered) [Prod. 22mvke]

Josh had a grade which had John and Vic. John was a stereotypical Hollywood bully.  Josh:”he was an idiot.
Me: did you know that Vic used to give Swerlies? I didn’t even know what they were.
Swerlies are when you flush a kids head down a toilet.
Josh: he was a bigger idiot.

Then moving onto the grade below Josh which was my grade which had 006.  006 began causing teachers to cry as early as primary school in 芳草地。There was LX, a girl from HK who he tripped on the way to the blackboard. Her nose landed on the ridge of the incline and broke. So she had to go back to HK for reconstructive facial surgery. 006 tells me this story with a gleeful look on his face. Now you’re thinking he’s a sociopath. Then, he says, “that’s why I took it easy on her at 55.” I’m thinking “phew.” Then there was that time he made Starlight cry by putting his dick on her face while she was asleep. A typical day at 55 for 006 involved him coming up with new ways to trip people at lunch. A typical weekend for him involved him calling the girl with the best grades and asking her if she wanted to fuck him.  I started in class 3 which was mostly Korean. It’s the 3rd worst class out of 4. 

I learned quickly that I could tell jokes and make people laugh. We got along and they taught me swear words. The Koreans were a united front. Meaning, only them and the Mongolians ever did group stompings of people. We…the Chinese whatever…be it Chinese American or whatever or the groups that spoke English couldn’t unite to save…anything. I remember walking up the stairs one day and a group of Koreans were just kicking my friend while he was on the ground. My other friend and I just laughed at him and I asked, “what did you do to them?” For some reason I was never beat up or made fun of.

Closest was in grade 7 where the door locked and 2 Korean girls approached me. I thought I was gonna get snuffed until one of them started touching my face while the other tried removing my shirt. I just ran. Koreans all over the world: If we wanted to snuff you we’d send 10 guys and not 2 girls you moron.
So I got promoted to class 2. Was sad to leave my 2 English speaking friends in class 3. I was afraid. Class 2 was 006’s kingdom. He sat in the back and made fun of people all day long. It was the first time I had been in classes where a student had all the power. And…nothing happened to me. 10 years later, I asked him,
“Why’d you never pick on me?”
“因为你嘴太损了” (You were too snarky)
Class 2 had Starlight at the time and she went out with K, 006’s best friend. He broke up with her on Christmas. Then, he stood in front of 006’s desk and made 1 hand eat the other. “Her lips swallowed mine. It was gross.” Starlight sat a few desks to the right and overheard him and walked out the class. I remember thinking, “what an asshole.” Since, I was very much incapable of feeling sympathy for anyone save Starlight that was probably the moment I fell in love. We used to talk for hours on messenger after school.
Then onto class 1 so now it’s grade 8. I was sad to go. 006 did make me laugh all the time and I didn’t want to be stuck in a class full of nerds. I was the worst academically there and the homeroom teacher would say, “Chris. Not a single A.” What was amusing about that was the B in English. What was also amusing was during the school trip where he told the kid who was 2 years younger than all of us “to be more like Chris. People like him.” I was expecting him to tell me to be more like the other kid who was a straight A kid but the shoe never dropped. So onto what I did to kids. Miss steukenbergs English class. The teacher before her Mrs Smith gave me an A. She was firm but fair. Sent 006 out for not doing his homework. Then Miss Steukenberg showed up. 1 haiku poem each. I asked the class before it was due,”who wants their homework done for them?” Everyone said yes so I got to work changing cursive with print writing and different colors. 


Harder, Faster, Earliar

Lyrics:
Jesus Christ, let me live
I've been around since Lilith and Adam wed
I've seen your wars, seen the things that I can't forget

We met in pre-Adamite paradise, before time
I knew when I saw your face, how your voice sounds
You cracked some jokes but didn't know why you were funny
I spent a thousand something years looking over my shoulder
And there you were, in the Hanging Gardens
Tigris shon off your skin in the moonlight
I smiled at you, you took a hundred second glances
Your name echoed

Jesus Christ, let me live
I've been around since Lilith and Adam wed
I've seen your wars, seen the things that I can't forget

(Jesus Christ, you bastards win)
(You left me broken, bloodied and all beaten in)
(Not wings, suspended on a shoestring)

(Jesus Christ, you bastards win)
(You left me broken, bloodied and all beaten in)
(Not wings, suspended on a shoestring)

Empires fell and the bronze age collapsed
We just lay in our house, and I read you the greats
In Alexandria, we saw the library stormed
And you cursed their bloodlines for ruining your bed time story

Now our hair dragged behind us for a mile or two,
And our nails were as long as addition arms
One night you fashioned your nails into sixty daggers
And slayed the Caesar but never came home
That place had too many memories, so I burnt it to the ground
I cut my hair in the ashes and left for a new world

In sauna, I saw her, a fading angel
I thought I knew her face and her voice, it felt like home
She opened the wrong doors and
Didn't know why I found her funny
I hadn't like this for someone since you
I read her the classics, by my definition
Even the lost ones she said, sounded familia
And finally came the conversation of "how old you are"
I couldn't get a straight answer
I finally knew.

Jesus Christ, let me live
I've been around since Lilith and Adam wed
I've seen your wars, seen the things that I can't forget
Jesus Christ, you bastards win
You left me broken, bloodied and all beaten in
Not wings, suspended on a shoestring

APOCORAX

ALIEN PARANOIA

War prod by rod flyee & Wayga

prod. purc

gore.
fuck is you talking bout, lore?
make it to state of new york,
shoes are the christian dior,
not one to shop, but windows my store,
and y'all finna mock, i tend to just score,
your friends are so tox, i clean em in morgue,
like-
reverberate! i saturate,
the game and i bounce from name,
it calms my fate, the commas paid,
but never gonna feel the same,
shit heals my brain, and ease the pain,
from walkin' round day to day,
questioning is it really fuckin worth it?
do i really have a purpose?
mama sorry for my burdens,
i dont wanna hear em lurkin,
heh-
feel so alone, but-
sex and these bitches been healing the wounds, soot-
all in the cut,
calling me cute but i feel like a klutz,
must be hatred for myself in a rut,
smokin that gas pack, blowing gats back,
w a hazmat,
rapping so spaztic, yeah i had that,
backtrack to when i was little and groomed for a gap pack in my backpack,
knew i just passed that, pause,
now i'm just passive, pause,
tend to just rip it like its jaws,
whenever depressive in my thoughts,
never just last ditch in clause,
tend to just run whenever lost,
never let friends beat my cause,
i'm-
sick of these hoes, sick of the bros,
sick of this sickness that killing my soul,
meant for you to call me up on my phone,
lately been feeling alone,
you left me in dome,
bone marrow crushing when you are home,
vivid pictures of a life living alone,
damn-

need a love pill (x2)

Temporal Trafficking

F3ARKULTUR3

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