OiPuma x Lorax - Produced by exes -

Mixed by OiPuma (Yea its rough Idgaf)

Outlands (Lorax X OiPuma) Prod. exes

Verse1
Are you looking for a reason to be living to be breathing making something out of nothing like the conscious be?
They done took us from a fetus fed us shit that we been eating every yearly after yearly what the monsters feed
Put down the plate pick apart that feast fat in the stake clogging arteries
Blood in the vein full of tar indeed that shit infects to the farthest reaches
Daughters, nieces, nephews, sons, all I see's what's next to come
All I see's what's next to come that prophecy's like setting sun
Set it into motion with a kick start good god let it all happen while we sit smart look sharp
Death is in the closet where the hooks are put off opening the door with a foot-stop shook off 
Stop don't scram blotter drip drop dose ran
2 hundred micrograms on a stamp giving blessings on your trip into the psychedelic land no plan now watch both hands as they melting drip drop don't panic all a sudden feeling frantic feeling manic hearing voices sounding sick until your sanity's vanished.
Chorus
We sweat we scrape we sweep them dirty deeds under the rugs
The steps we take will weave reality what's to become
We sweat we scrape we bleed we finally won't bite our tongues
We live we work we breathe this poison air we've had enough
Verse2
As above so below it looks uppercut sucker punch with them bows and hooks
That the punks like trump on their throne throw good in their trunks got the guns and they sold them goods 
For to fund all the scum and the wars they push keep the drugs in the slums and this (supposed to be the but messed up in the take) poor stay shook 
Rich are dumb they say none bout the torment look other cuff of the stuff in the store we took  wait
Suddenly summoning something to say puppetry puppets keep puffing away 
Bluff n cheat none of these touch on my faith the blood we beat pumps a heat tough to sedate 
You wouldn't even wanna alter my state the more I change the less I falter or break
Hakuna matata it's all gon be great when we finally see to the fall of the state
Chorus
Verse 3
Better pick it on up with the shit that y'all got better live it on up 'fore you hit the last stop 
What ya figured y'all was you was thinking y'alls gods what a shame that ya came to had it figured all off
Guess it didn't add up shoulda did ya math bruh answers in the data that ya shoulda had run
Life we're livin have one none more don't forget it so I spit with passion while we're splitting atoms 
For the war playing lord of the ethics of the people who are pieces like the pawns in the chess game
Heart is torn I implore we all step above the needle of the tv we're all paused better press play
Quit the screens watch the wicked mess cave very next day work for good until the chest cave let's say that they had it all wrong came to set strait listen to the words of the sensei
Hey damn wachu doin wachu doin how it be?
Hey man watch me do this watch me do this alchemy
I'm smoking on my balcony I'm feeling high as falcons be 
I say hi holy Sally D she rock my world like palpably
Give felonies for fallacies committed bet I tally these 
Make melodies from maladies that sickness turn to balladry 
Hey kid wachu learning wachu learning how your to be?
Forget that shit and watch me turn this watch me turn this doubt to belief

A to B (Prod. by exes)

Audio Engineering by Exes

Chorus: 
Hit em for the greens like wassup now? Hit em hit em hit em for the greens
Dollars just a means for to compound everything you thought you'd never need
Hit em for the greens like wassup now? Hit em hit em hit em for the greens
Money making me lose my love now money turning me to a fiend

Verse 1:
What the fuck I did what the fuck I didn't do? Don't know what I live don't know what I'm living through
Hollow in the crib and it's cold in the winter dude Apollo with this shit cold soul as a winter moon
King cruel in my living room 
Keep cool like I did a few
Cool like I hit a few hid a few in floor boards n drawers them doors are locked of course it's hot through my blood it course a lot it scrapes grain like that coarsest rock this criminal could court a cop 
Had a little taste but the more I got the more I want I'm tripping in a corner caught up battle me to break out my quarters blocked the formula for the illest shit I'm warning ya

Verse 2:
Better not trip to hard get to far better not slip in tar grit and scars gotta bit of stiffened jaw grip to strong gotta get to distant stars tell me
How ya gonna do that when you reach when you cling try to keep everything that had ripped you apart cold chin up to god god gave us A law(Allah) Cam break it a lot like spit in her heart while I take what I want live like nature belong to the stake of the strong fuck the game I be gone fade far beyond all the flames and the pawn while I'm painting my palms I'm relaying my thoughts 
Good grieve for the wrong good deed for the dawn but you bet yer bottom buck that we sin for tonight
Reap what you bought best heed what I taught get ghost get gone are ya feeling alright?

Verse 3:
Homie you don't know what you're messing with better put it down 'fore you let it get 
Out of control 'nother sedative monkey on the back the collection gets
Augmented as you grow, glory vested in addiction to the norm repetitive 
Cabinets filled with medicines drugged up pop pills let the devils in
I've already been one of them with a rolled up spliff and a curled up fist, yeah,
I've already seen several men just walk that cliff with a step so swift, oh,
If we can't beat em then we'll join em we're the proletariats searching for our golden chariots really it's inside us so we rise now emulating Midas and his sheen as we shine down

Bridge:
Green in the hand of one man to the next it still feeds seven fams and the brands they exec wait
Where's the real wealth where's the where's the real wealth?
Do you feel well do ya do ya feel well? 
Are you lying? Are you lying? Are you living your life or surviving?
Are you trying? Sit square blank stare in the face of you dying
Music make the world go 'round not money Dance make a soul feel found when it's scummy Art help me find my ground when I'm running Music make the world go 'round not money
Music make the world go 'round not money Dance make a soul feel found when it's scummy Art help me find my ground when I'm running Music make the world go 'round not money
Music make the world go 'round not money music make the world go 'round not money Music make em..

4 the Greens (Prod. by Doc Ellis)

Audio Engineering by Profoundsound

Alchemy’s real I can palpably feel from the cattle in field to the satellite reels
Callously dealing the malady meals let the battles congeal as you tally the feels
Transmute them don’t mute them no matter how deep they are rooted we know we can do it the labor’s not fruitless we may all be clueless transmute them don’t mute them it’s true we can do this.
Stick & poke needle knows subtle tones of regal rose 
Spliff or stoag the needle knows different tones of life we chose
Fickle folk need to grow the riddle glows so seems it’s shown
Riddles bogus needle knows the little tones of dreams it broke 

Window panel frames the scene I make believe in my lifescape
Stick to channels that take your sheem blatantly man I might break
The right way well which is that shit I don’t know just chip and crack at a 
Tight face the wickens back I ditched my mask so life’s great
I’m balanced aurora borealis she’s on my atlas 
A challenge to seize the warlords palace stable with ballast 
Welcome matless the floor was thorny practice my feet made matchless 
Tablets to sand important acction perceived as hapless?

I’ve got the lousy bends I could see a thousand ends
To a hundred fairytales or what amounts to them
I don’t bow to trends I’d rather bounce instead 
How many mollys mary rails until it’s found she’s dead
The sky she scraped sailing too close to the sun
Man the ride was great she can’t be too low when she’s done
I hope either way she ascended don’t know her karmaic credit
Overly-stated this heaven we have our faith in exit
Chorus:
Wait please let me slip away 
Life’s glass fragile it will break 
Stay low crawling in the shade 
Might crack half a hit from grave

Life's Glass - Prod by Sond3r

Audio Engineering by Profoundsound

Chorus
Listen what they tell, they’re living in the thick of it
Women strong as hell homie

Imagine walking feeling eyes step foot outside the creepy guys won’t leave you by you meet the type that’s sweet and nice but streets are ripe with assault and worse concealed by night our justice serves the greedy type the rich and white with a penis, right? Ask turner how he sleeps at night
Ask myself like how the hell we sitting by passive
The response that I felt had accosted my spell I broke out of it into my passage
Took a rock to my shell now I stop and I yell that the wrongs we’re a part of are massive
Big bold royal women grab your crown and crack whip

Maryjane lucy and alice is for the bitter tips shattered what ya figured is I can’t complain I live with it can’t land the plane I’m tripping tits this lands a new plane I visited she damn proclaimed I’m sick of this we planned the day I’d quit the tricks
The devil in me plays with blazing flame and slays the saints
Unsettling the way he scrapes the grain and yanks his reins 
The metal in the jaw the bit we chomp it takes it’s claim 
Our mettle best be strong don’t play along fight flame with rain

Imagine walking feeling great watching glass ceilings break break out the box elites have made fuck it there’s no deals to make the only way we’ll see some change is to rise up and meet our fate
What would it be if she said this to me would I step with her into the fire?
I’m shuttering see but yo fuck the fatigue I will not give in even when tired
I don’t stutter when speaking don’t utter the teachings of old their ways have expired
Till all races and genders are equal we’ll work for to that is what we aspire.

Walking - Prod by Profound Sound

Audio Engineering by Exes

Chorus
Hit em for the greens like wassup now? Hit em hit em hit em for the greens
Dollars just a means for to compound everything you thought you'd never need
Hit em for the greens like wassup now? Hit em hit em hit em for the greens
Money making me lose my love now money turning me to a fiend

What the fuck I did what the fuck I didn't do? Don't know what I live don't know what I'm living through
Hollow in the crib and it's cold in the winter dude Apollo with this shit cold soul as a winter moon
King cruel in my living room 
Keep cool like I did a few
Cool like I hit a few hid a few in floor boards n drawers them doors are locked of course it's hot and through my blood it course a lot it scrapes grain like that coarsest rock this criminal could court a cop 
Had a little taste but the more I got the more I want I'm tripping in a corner caught up battle me to break out my quarters blocked the formula for the illest shit I'm warning ya

Better not trip to hard get to far better not slip in tar grit and scars gotta bit of stiffened jaw grip to strong gotta get to distant stars tell me
How ya gonna do that when you reach when you cling try to keep everything that had ripped you apart cold chin up to god god gave us A law(Allah) Cam break it a lot like spit in her heart while I take what I want live like nature belong to the stake of the strong fuck the game I be gone fade far beyond all the flames and the pawn while I'm painting my palms I'm relaying my thoughts 
Good grieve for the wrong good deed for the dawn but you bet yer bottom buck that we sin for tonight
Reap what you bought best heed what I taught get ghost get gone are ya feeling alright?

Homie you don't know what you're messing with better put it down 'fore you let it get
Out of control 'nother sedative monkey on the back the collection gets
Augmented as you grow, glory vested in addiction to the norm repetitive 
Cabinets filled with medicines drugged up pop pills let the devils in
I've already been one of them with a rolled up spliff and a curled up fist, yeah,
I've already seen several men just walk that cliff with a step so swift, oh,
If we can't beat em then we'll join em we're the proletariats searching for our golden chariots really it's inside us so we rise now emulating Midas and his sheen as we shine down
Bridge
Green in the hand of one man to the next it still feeds seven fams and the brands they exec wait
Where's the real wealth where's the where's the real wealth?
Do you feel well do ya do ya feel well? 
Are you lying? Are you lying? Are you living your life or surviving?
Are you trying? Sit square blank stare in the face of you dying
Music make the world go 'round not money Dance make a soul feel found when it's scummy Art help me find my ground when I'm running Music make the world go 'round not money
Music make the world go 'round not money Dance make a soul feel found when it's scummy Art help me find my ground when I'm running Music make the world go 'round not money
Music make the world go 'round not money music make the world go 'round not money Music make em..

Feed it (4 the Greens) - Prod by Doc Ellis

Audio Engineering by Profoundsound

Ayo hit that whiplash live fast skip that 
Take your time and relax all we could do is laugh
The goods are where the rich at they give it to us infractions
Give out all these infractions police all us en mass
Swat team coming been bad me I’m huffing get back 
Huff ether from a dip-wrag hand lyrics out like gift bags
Had a magic drag on the cig to puff at fifteen spit mean with a split spleen (really a split seam) how unclean
Mask a drastic habit towards the twisted stuff in this scene big fiends with a split dream now upstream
Without a paddle or shit the cattle are quick to eat the grass at the whim or will of the master of them
And this is us avarice for dust glistens gold in bluff
This is us the wicked lust twist and fold our gut
This is us the kids of dust my fist is up for what?
This is us the kids of dust my fist is up for love
Wait that can’t be right this kids eating grass like every night
I drink the fluoride in every pipe succumb to the allure ripe that’s like
Several types lost my zen & my light fuck those symbols I be severing ties
To the catacomb of lies we lose our lose our level inside & now our balance ain’t right 
Like fwoo that feels nice fwoo that ain’t right gotta ill appetite take my soul I sacrifice
Like fwoo that feels nice fwoo that ain’t right gotta ill appetite but the dope it don’t requite.

Vudu - Prod by Doc Ellis

Audio Engineering by Profoundsound

How many minutes gotta count until it’s found I’m not here
Dammit given crop for pounds and still we pout the clock’s near 
Cocked fear into the barrel barrelling to the brain locked years
Rocketeers verse Stock-Seers stay staked in this wack crock here
What if I stay what If I dip I don’t play with the cut on the wrist
Exit bag or none of that shit I just live this love I live
Stop counting minutes love that shit start doubting limits run that risk
Pump your fist to the sun that gives give thank for this now burn in sin

Sunshine through like a beacon do how many minutes breaching through
Let’s count em add em leave em to do how they wish to teach it to you 
I and we sew seam is voodoo iron weave the keep is foolproof 
Read the true tune we live coo-coo listen to the preachers too soothe
All our problems on a sunday all our problems on the runway
Drowned in bottles got the scum taste swathed and coddled what’s your real name
Stalled and rotted watch them feelings straw is dropped the judge he deal blame
Camel’s coffined in complete vain this don’t change with guilty we hang

Eat this shroom and meet your tomb say scrub your brain plant teachers do
Either you huff ether fumes or down another drink or two 
Reaper do what the reaper do say former’s what I’m thinking fool say
Former’s what I’m thinking who you think had watch or keep on you 
I know you lost your fucking marbles screws’ loose you cluck and gobble
Guck they got you fucking gargle swine juice you part and parcel 
Of this shit so fucking awful why you stay stuck in potholes 
Dug yourself so fucking swallow pride use another model.

Okay - Prod by Doc Ellis

Audio Engineering by Profoundsound

I got water in bones I got water in my blood 
Come from aquifers below rainclouds up above
Acid blotter to the dome ripped it open it was rough
See the seas are poisoned radioactive salt-wash for scrubbing
Down them dirty digits digging ditches for everything you loved
Shit it’s your decision make a living atop the grave you dug 
Children of God forgiven? Lost the wisdom create sin from mud
While the water glistens toxic with this venom culture pumps

I got water in my bones I got water in my veins
I’ve had offers to atone yet they’ve gone and slipped away
Shrooms the author of my code teach that today is the day
To abolish what was known throw away what kept us caged
Music fosters all my hope channels chisels it as stone 
Decay and rot the natural foes oh the irony it goes 
In their path I’ll have em froze thus I kept myself composed 
While the water glistens toxic with this venom culture totes

I’m tryna redefine my whole paradigm yet we scarcely
Read between the lines cuz we’re scared to find it’s empty
So we bleed and shine soul sharing time it’s heavy when we
Speak of legal crimes against the shared devine there’s plenty
Lever the levy the evidence gets shred to confeti 
Spread it is messy we misspoke when we said we was ready
Set go locked and loaded with the knowledge that we toted
The eye that’s on the road only sees a meter a moment.

Water In My Blood - Prod by Sond3r

Audio Engineering by Exes

Are you looking for a reason to be living to be breathing making something out of nothing like the conscious be?
They done took us from a fetus fed us shit that we been eating every yearly after yearly what the monsters feed
Put down the plate pick apart that feast fat in the stake clogging arteries
Blood in the vein full of tar indeed that shit infects to the farthest reaches
Daughters, nieces, nephews, sons, all I see's what's next to come
All I see's what's next to come that prophecy's like setting sun
Set it into motion with a kick start good god let it all happen while we sit smart look sharp
Death is in the closet where the hooks are put off opening the door with a foot-stop shook off 
Stop don't scram blotter drip drop dose ran
2 hundred micrograms on a stamp giving blessings on your trip into the psychedelic land no plan now watch both hands as they melting drip drop don't panic all a sudden feeling frantic feeling manic hearing voices sounding sick until your sanity's vanished.
Chorus
We sweat we scrape we sweep them dirty deeds under the rugs
The steps we take will weave reality what's to become
We sweat we scrape we bleed we finally won't bite our tongues
We live we work we breathe this poison air we've had enough

As above so below it looks uppercut sucker punch with them bows and hooks
That the punks like trump on their throne throw good in their trunks got the guns and they sold them goods 
For to fund all the scum and the wars they push keep the drugs in the slums and this poor stay shook 
Rich are dumb they say none bout the torment look other cuff of the stuff in the store we took wait
Suddenly summoning something to say puppetry puppets keep puffing away 
Bluff n cheat none of these touch on my faith the blood we beat pumps a heat tough to sedate 
You wouldn't even wanna alter my state the more I change the less I falter or break
Hakuna matata it's all gon be great when we finally see to the fall of the state

Better pick it on up with the shit that y'all got better live it on up 'fore you hit the last stop 
What ya figured y'all was you was thinking y'alls gods what a shame that ya came to had it figured all off
Guess it didn't add up shoulda did ya math bruh answers in the data that ya shoulda had run
Life we're livin have one none more don't forget it so I spit with passion while we're splitting atoms 
For the war playing lord of the ethics of the people who are pieces like the pawns in the chess game
Heart is torn I implore we all step above the needle of the tv we're all paused better press play
Quit the screens watch the wicked mess cave very next day work for good until the chest cave let's say that they had it all wrong came to set strait listen to the words of the sensei
Hey damn wachu doin wachu doin how it be?
Hey man watch me do this watch me do this alchemy
I'm smoking on my balcony I'm feeling high as falcons be 
I say hi holy Sally D she rock my world like palpably
Give felonies for fallacies committed bet I tally these 
Make melodies from maladies that sickness turn to balladry 
Hey kid wachu learning wachu learning how your to be?
Forget that shit and watch me turn this watch me turn this doubt to belief.

A To B - Prod by Exes

Audio Engineering by Profoundsound

I've been feeling strange lately my problems they ain’t phase me
I’m feeling amazing these pills is great tasting
Powder drip the grains pasty tryna get me sane safely
How is it my brain's craving drugs take me away waking
State blankly slate shamings bury all that pain baby 
Lemme get to placating lemme clean them stains stately
Staking all them claims make me dignified in they paintings 
Paint what I display plainly hurting heart it stays shady cuz

Chorus
You’ve been acting odd acting odd I ain’t well
You’ve been laughing lots laughing lots mind it melts
You’ve been blasting off blasting off find yourself
Who’s this plastic God plastic God time will tell.

It’s awful crazy the monsters made me
The monsters made me they shock and shake me
Down to the essence feeding off my Soul’s recesses
Cap & Gown the Grad’s impressive taught in Thought-and-Soul-Suppressants 
Stay barely alright in all the drugs I lay buried alive in all the love 
I stay sharing my life in all the mud I make fairies and fly in all the scum
Swallow my pride forgot how to fight eye for an eye the world has gone blind
All of us die follow my vibe lie & let lie while we burn our supply

Wait can you tell I ain’t right the hand that’s dealt’s giant-sized
A man in health filed fine but damage felt by and by 
A stand in stealth I consign to the scrambled Melt signed as mine Down
The famished well I will dive about a hundred feet until I hit water 
Then a bit farther till my ship’s altered vessel get’s goner when I hit blotters
Showing me the hungry hole is never filled leisure hills indebted still
Need a bill for pleasure pills making it stronger
Hell feed it’s will let it build taking this author 

Don’t tread foot in my mind with dirty shoes 
I haven’t slept good since the day I absorbed my view
I wanted to sleep woke up by sun wanted to leave smoke opium 
Wander my dream toking my blunt the water the stream they nourish the lung
With the air and the earth as we wake when aware we work we create but it’s
Stale as the dirt that we taint feel as pale as the canvas we painted I 
See language when I close my eyes
Feel stained with symbols that don’t comply
But real rambunctious when I form em into sentences 
Pop up pluck em pick em pen em on the pad repentance is
Truly a folly aim fabricated by ego preservation 
Falsely claimed we think of our souls as celebrated
Well the walls are closing in we’re far from kin dispose of it?
I done had to go pretend that largest sin was so dismissed
Tried to swallow choking then on pride until we get over it
Vile vomit dammit grommit gimme that cheese.

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