CHICKENHEAD ft.TOKYOJADED

DIP!

Desk Job

Fallen Angels (Ft. Gabie Nicchitta)

Me and my halfboyzzz brother @josh-was-here collaborate on this EP.

I produce, he supplies vocals.

I think it worked out ok.

Nothing Better

sorry about that.

https://twitter.com/Whyandotte
sample is charlie brown - jared evan

the last fire (prod. by whyandotte)

Prod by Luca
Mixed by me
all written by me too

LYRICS BOI YAAA ITS LIT

(Hook)

I kinda feel like
I'm stuck in a box
No understands what I got going on
It's hard 
Living all alone
No one by my side
Just me in my home
I hate
Having no one 
Looking at myself I'm feeling so done
So I run away
So I run away

(Verse 1)

Gotta get out of my head 
Having a hard time sleeping
Always staying up, no luck, fighting my inner demons
No love
I'm having a hard time breathing
Wanna give up, but I wont, cause I know  I'm so close to succeeding 
Breathing getting shallow
Laying out on the fallow
Heartburn and Sunburn but I feel relief from the aloe
Dry like a towel
So I soak it up
Coco water got me brightened up
Meditate to release my stress so I close my eyes and I lighten up

(Verse 2)

Run away live another day god let me pray it's for the best
Quit my job now life is hard but it'll pay off so I can rest
Take a breath of fresh air I'm feeling zen
Sitting back in my chair I'm feeling blessed
My city that i live in
Never shows me love
But I don't care cause I feel peace when I blow down on a dub
Til I run
Now I'm lost
Stuck in a maze I'm feeling so dazed I'm running around in my thoughts

Box Feat. Continu (Prod. Luca)

BURGER KING (prod. nonbruh)

Produced by https://soundcloud.com/dosbomber
[The whole EP is up on Spotify and iTunes, I'll be dropping the rest of the songs over the next 3 weeks here on SoundCloud]
Spotify: tinyurl.com/yajzr32k
iTunes: tinyurl.com/yab424s8
Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E6-8X89Xlb8
(1/5) This song takes place on the first night of the story. I'm living a lifestyle of partying, and partaking in many risky behaviors, which causes me to be hollow. I know what I'm doing is wrong, but I want to escape my actual life of sorrows by drowning myself with the exact things that actually make my life worse.

Lyrics:
(Intro)
I am, who I am, cause I love
I love, what you love, we all love
It takes shape it ain't fate, we're all cuffed
Raise that ass and cash, let's get nasty

(Verse)
Double fist, I take my line with smoke, coke tastes way better with an assist
Her cheeks bounce the powder, creeps on me, her feet up high, white girl, I see
Restroom door slamming open,
Hoping to find the next dime or potion
Dope on my mind, I see the guys, aye Shadi!
J Tef, Ry, Dosbomb, all 3 (adlib)
All we need, is a couple shots till we stumble off in a daze, now we're free
Smoking trees, cheating on the main,
Probably look insane, I don't give a fuck
I'm here to play (oh yeah)
Am to the pm, pm to the am,
Swerve through the lanes,
Almost hit a BM
I can make it home, double vision seeing
I'll never die unseen!

(Chorus)
Halloween, not your kind
This routine, is so damn fine
Ima go 4 dos thousand miles
Till I slow down, then I recharge, redial
Hollow me, not so kind
My routine, is quite like crime
Vertigo, tip of the iceberg, I
Could slip up, and cut my life up in 2 or 3
But I'm young, so fuck that
Push might turn to shove, we love that
Yeah, don't try me!
The more you hate, Im gon fly free
I don't care what path
I'm gon' choose to run im stuck bad
I've been through the rough
Only thing I run from

(Verse)
10 missed calls, coulda start fist brawls
But a starfish in the night
pussy looking tight
But I'm hooking left
By nose bleed from the stippers I breathe
Her ass crack, make a fella bite
But each night, I get deeper into these foreign ways
I keep letting it win the reaper he slowly plays
I know what I am doing, it ain't right, I've been viewing it as something new
But what am I to do?
Now I just want to forget
All this guilt that is pent up inside of me
A threat, thats holding me right in the middle
In between me jumping off the fence
In reckless abandon
Chugging down on a fifth holding whiskey
No matter how many hoes, money, weed that tempt me
I'm in disguise, most days I feel empty
Bury myself, wear my mask cause I’ve been living

(Chorus)
Halloween, not your kind
This routine is so damn fine
Ima go 4 dos thousand miles
Till I slow down, then I recharge, redial
Hollow me, not so kind
My routine, is quite like crime
Vertigo, tip of the iceberg, I
Could slip up, and cut my life up in 2 or 3
But I'm young, so fuck that
Push might turn to shove, we love that
Yeah, don't try me
The more you hate, Im gon fly free
I don't care what path
I'm gon' choose to run im stuck bad
I've been through the rough
Only thing I run from...
Is nothing

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Hollow Me (prod. Dosbomb.)

(Hook)
Couple dollars in my bank account
Feeling like I’m finna make it out
All my clothes hella faded out
And I’m pretty damn faded wow
Smoking weed like it’s legal now
Only bout it if we rolling loud
Big blunt sittin in my mouth
Open up I let me ego out 
X2

(Verse)
Sitting in the mountains got me blowing on
A mountain
I’ve been smoking so many blunts I can’t even count it
gotta clean my soul purify it yea I’m bout it
I think I just blew through an o I don’t doubt it

Boi I’m really bout my business
Why they always in my business
They don’t even really want shit
They don’t even try to get shit
Old friends fake so I learned to keep my distance
I ain’t fucking with the ville I’m focused on my mission

Do it by my fucking self
I don’t need no fucking help
Run it get it imma go and win it cause I’m rich on my inner health
Great value on my belt
Name brand on my cell
I ain’t following no trends imma make a wave by myself

Feel like Poseidon
Making a wave that I’m riding
Go with the tide in
Getting my mileage
Getting my time in
Kill it whenever I’m rhyming
You a fake man you a ramen
I’m that gnocchi with the sausage
And don’t forget I’m Saucing
I’m dripping like a fuckin faucet

(Hook)
Couple dollars in my bank account
Feeling like I’m finna make it out
All my clothes hella faded out
And I’m pretty damn faded wow
Smoking weed like it’s legal now
Only bout it if we rolling loud
Big blunt sittin in my mouth
Open up I let me ego out
X2

mixed by me as always
cover art by picasso

gnnochi and sausage (prod. false ego) *now on spotify*

Ain't(finished)

a break from it all

i am here to absolutely SAUCE on all the competition and flex my way through the game.

BURGER KING (prod. nonbruh)

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