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MARRIED TO THE KA$H - RUFF GOSPEL - OUR ODE TO DMX

KKC's debut project.

Prepare for a gritty, unflinching look at survival, sin, and the search for salvation in a world without mercy. 

TRACKLIST:

Testify!
Blood On the Track
Two Dogs
The Itch
The Code
Back to the Wall
Pavement Prayer

KKC - The Code

Plastic Beach

Rhinestone Eyes

prod. by @yungameba
mixed by @tevinwmusic

I read about the ark, but wonder ‘bout where Noah kept the fish in

God must own a tempur-pedic, that’s why Christ has seldom risen

God was bored so Abraham beheld a vision he should kill his children then he almost killed him but then God was like I’m kidding

God sure asks a lot for someone who’s supreme and self-sufficient

I bet Christ’s apostles really were a group of twelve magicians

if God is good then why do kids have cancer cell division 
truthfully, I’m more pissed off about my plasma television
that I prayed for but I never got, 

if organized religion
really wants to solve conditions
they should stop peddling scripture, 
trade the bishops for physicians, melt the steeples into stethoscopes, swap sermons for some surgeons and instead should sell prescriptions

I wish Christ was still alive to turn my water into Zinfandel 

I’m confused why ISIS slaughters guiltless infidels

I wonder if when God is sent Fidel
he would toss him into hell or place the hard decisions 
in his closet on a shelf

the Fall of Adam sucks and all as God has taught us very well
if God’s almighty why could not he just have caught him as fell

If I could meet the Lord incarnate I’d award him with a ribbon
not as savior, but as heaven’s finest warden of a prison

If I were there when Gutenberg had beta-printed newly minted
bibles, I’d say wait a minute, you should shorten them a smidgen,
and for nonbelievers, make sure God’s coordinates were given

I wonder if you sin but pray it off, if all of it’s forgiven

I feel like God knew Eve would take it if he called the fruit forbidden
but just plays it off, like jesus, dude, admit it, you’re omniscient

If Allah were on twitter he would catch some major flack

I like to think if you retweeted, he would pat you on the back

I like to think he outlawed bacon due to saturated fat

I like to think he too’s confused about the SNAFU in Iraq,

I like to think that up in Eden there’s a patch of purple grass
where every innocent civilian gets a statue and a plaque 

 The Palestine-Israeli conflict’s like the longest game of tag,
and with the bombers, it’s the wrongest game of capturing the flag,

I wonder if the lord is cross that I do not believe in he
but more importantly, I wonder if the lord believes in me

twenty-two thoughts on god

thank you for ALL the support 
mixed by @tevinwmusic
prod by @yungameba

music video: http://bit.ly/2yaRgA1


I like to think I’m well-equipped as any other average guy 
but I just can’t discover love and I don’t even set my standards high
on top of that, I’m camera shy, maybe I should opt-out of the dating pool
and be an undercover tinder samurai

cause I would rather type online than whisper in a dingy bar
and swiping left and right could be my new bushido ninja star
and I’m well-versed in virtual lovemaking ninjutsu 
on every profile pic I post, I’m posing with my shitzu
or flexing with my shirt off cause I heard that gets you hits too

Especially OkCupid, I’m like Eros or the cherubs be,
I pierce hearts of women with my cursor and my arrow keys
and disregard my Roman roots and choose a font that’s serif-free,

trust me,

 I’m a tinder bio brainiac
the way I kindle fire with matches, I’m a pyromaniac
on christian mingle, I’m a casanova,
if ya’ll don’t think so, y’all can ask Jehovah
check your inbox, he might send an answer over

I wish I had the muscles of a granite sculpture
I would log on ashleymadison and bang adulterers
I’m so lonely, I’ve considered farmers-only
just for someone’s arms to hold me
also, I’m really big on agriculture

but if I had that body of a grecian god
I would trawl on pof.com and use it as a fishing rod
and hope I don’t get catfish,
the fact is if I did, I’d probably play along cause god knows I could use the practice,

and if I’m aching for my roots, I’d visit shaadi.com
message islamic wahhabi hijabi hotties “salaam”
and sunni, shia, those are both denominations I respect
cause I just care for our connection, 

I don’t care about the sects

sometimes I uninstall my apps in reckless insurrectious rage
and then regret it while I check the craiglist missed connections page
and then I think that I should get out more and disregard my mobile cell
and get to know the local teller at my barnes and noble well
and check out what she’s reading while she’s charging up my total sale
and ask her if she likes the novel,
and once she answers, ask her if wants to grab some coffee or some ice cream waffles,
and she’d probably say that’s awesome, 

 I’d ask her when she’s off of work,

 she might answer “midnight”

 I’d tell her that sounds awful, 

what a bummer, and from somewhere
I might muster up the nerve to get her number,

 and I would ask her what her digits are
and if I play it right then I can disregard my ninja stars, 
say sayonara to katanas and my other weapons too 
and try committing by committing online dating seppuku

tinder samurai (video in description)

don't worry, the next song is a rap
happy thanksgiving 
thanks for all the support seriously
repost retweet recycle

mixed by @ibr
produced by @mt-marcy
shout out OTJ


you sent me a text at 3:07 late last night
you barely knew him, 
you only blew him,
 you had  a few drinks

as if that could  make things right

and soon you asked  about our future  
 well, my darling, here’s my  answer


I hope you burn in a house fire
I hope you get stage IV cancer 

I’d be by your bedside waiting 
 till your sweet goodbye, my friend
I’d resuscitate you just
so I could watch you die again 

I fucking hate you 
I fucking hate you

and I know what you’ll do,

you’ll say you’re sorry
through your smile
and I’ll stay angry 
for a while
and you’ll come over
and we’ll be sober


until we’re not,
and we would make out on my sofa
I'd wake up one morning sunny

with your arms around my chest,

and it’d feel so good to be with somebody

I just might forget

how's it going

you'll say sorry through your smile

We Got the Power (feat. Jehnny Beth)

Let Me Out (feat. Mavis Staples & Pusha T)

The big bad @boof-radley

producer. @sandpeoplecologne
mixer. @ibr
cover artist. @chriswrightotj

Lyrics:
Boof
My drugs are dank, we be stankin you can smell the jankum
Shootin up horse tranqs and watchin shawshank redmeption
Vibin out to Morgan freeman huffin seahorse seaman 
I got powers with downers even eeyore feindin 
Boof the best with the mescaline
Shawty say I'm too masculine so I'm injecting estrogen
I Keep the zicam on my nightstand 
Im a nice man I'm the similaun iceman 
I'm the night man, shouts out to Charlie
We stay sniffin glue smoking weed bumpin marly
Hardly
Yellow man in my speakers, Xans and the reefer 
Crack and some meth in my sneakers
Sketchers 
My wiener like an mc Escher 
There's no start no end it just goes on and on and on
Triplets is hatin I fucked your mom your mom your mom
It's just a plant mara Juan a Juan a Juan 
Yeah ya know me, sippin peyote 
In Nairobi with a shaman droppin x in my ramen 
Rocking Jon Bon Jovi fuckin brony's
I did krokodil in 2012 with Joseph Kony that's the homie

Headhaunter
My drugs are dope, we be smoking, puffing psychotropics
chrome spray paint diet, half my eyes are closing
synthemesc in my homogenized milk, eating corn pops
baggies in my socks of fine silk, speed through check stops
can't remember where I left my keys, going to home bed
to sleep on top a sheet of LSD
taking marijuana rectally, it's all that I can do
almost overdosed solely off the contact high from Boof
raise the roof before the roofies take effect
wake up nude, expired ludes are on my breath taste the best
in this mescaline Slurpee, feel adrenaline surging
trying to find my spirit animal while dressed as a furry
slept on a gurney, been burning cat-nip in a blunt
I hold breath so hard I've got a fucking callus on my lungs 
I'm robbing pharmacies while drunk on Oxyclean
forgot to wear to my sock or jeans, wait, shit what's your policy?
conversate with plants in nightshade gardens
mumble high grade jargon, sniffin' dye based markers
wake up and gargle frog venom, saw the walls bending
tripping balls, tip and fall, spin in chairs like Bond villains

The Apprentice (feat. Rag'n'Bone Man, Zebra Katz & RAY BLK)

Gorillaz

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