History, people. It includes the present and past, others and yous, very alive and very dead; like we all will be some day

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SOME CHICK NAMED EMMA [PROD. HINH]

NAGA [PROD. HAARPER]

Lyrics:

It's about time that I let go
I don't miss her
Pornstars gettin with the clique
I don't miss her
Hoes without clothes
Curlin toes
I don't miss her

Stripper dancing all around that pole (titty)
She said mister
Can I be yo suga baby
Ima treat you good
I'm the female that you need to
Tug upon yo morning wood 
(my boner)
I said girl can you cook
She said no 
(no steak no cake)
Gave that bish a dolla bill and made my way up out the door

Ridin round the city
Instagram are you feelin this
Puttin up a show so she knows that I'm killin it
She pull up in my dreams
I said Bitch you are killin meh
I'm tearing at the seams
Turnin green are you feelin meh

Got my eyes xx
Numbin my mind, sex sex
She want my time, next next
They on my line, text text
X2

Chillin at a party and you know that it ain't audible 
Girl give me eyes but I sigh
Where the honor roll
Lookin round the scene in the night with my optical
Like an eagle soaring with the flight Rid the nautical
(caw caw motherfucker)

Oh shit 
there's my ex 
She saw me lookin now she lookin right back with a step
I take a breathe 
Feelin tense
Now she Turnin to her left
Leavin with another dude 
Wait what the fuck is that Seth? 

yeah
*huhuhuhhuhuhuhuh*

SETH ROGEN IS MY ESKIMO BROTHER [PROD. SLVG]

EENY MEENY MINEY MO [PROD. HINH]

Hatred

Killzone

DARTH VADER [PROD. HAARPER]

lyrics:

When I see yo face I wanna puke
Juke juke juke juke 
fuck out the way
I know you know I got the juice
I'm through
Boutta whip the hammer and the broom
Everybody juh assume
But I'ma bring the Fuckin doom 
Ima juke
On you you you
You make me wanna puke when you do the thangs you do
I'm through
Thotties see me flyin to the moon
So I let em come thru they can play my skin flute

Smellin Fuckin fresh
No downy
I bee Feelin high like I'm off a pot brownie 
Where the Fuckin purp time to bring in my bounty
She drop her mini skirt
Got a mothafucka howling

I don't really care fo all the talk I don need that
Mothafuckas talk so much they gonna need a C pap 
When I see that booty shakin
Peter like I need that
Put it in her butt
Fo the bust
I don't need that (kids) 

Pop pop
Pop pop
On a bitch
She slop
Sloppy
Like she floppin like a fish
You a flop
Old news floppy disk
My ex is a bitch
Don't text go fish

PUKE [PROD. HAARPER]

LYRICS:

[HAARPER]
Keep it minimal
Criminal with stealth at the pinnacle
I'm cynical, visual
Damage looking critical
I mean to taunt
Mean to haunt
Bury ya in serif font
I make a jaunt
Roamin savant
They talk that shit but looking gaunt

[ELIJAH GHOST]
Lets get physical
Aint kidding you
Im dropping kicks on any bitch
We cynical
Get rid of you
Dont pop if you aint on no shit cuz
Watch where ya step cuz im stomping em
Come at me crazy, im dropping em
stick through his back and sarcaophagus
haarper squeeze back with the choppa
we chop em up
He a joke
He want smoke
Not the kind that you toke
If you broke
Theirs still hope
Use my life like a quote
Take his neck
round the rope
Ghost gon turn em to a ghost
Ghost gon show em how to float
Thats on everything I wrote bitch

[HAARPER]
Red dot
Red dot
Now I'm on da next stop
Lead drop
Lead drop
Hidden when da feds knock

I'll escape from the crypt 
With a list in my left hand
Brass on da right 
They gon fly in da badlands
I got my sight on da knife
Like a madman
Leeches on da beaches 
Bleedin on my mortal canvas
Spike in the night
Got em high in the gallows
Nigh be the peace 
We been seeking in the shallow
Depths of our temporal
Lobe round da globe
I be clearing all the chatter
It don't matter where they go

RED DOT FT. ELIJAH GHOST [PROD. HAARPER]

lyrics:

I will not breathe in the sea and freeze with the weak don't speak
I dont really wanna hear
Words from the sand
From dirt not a man 
Stay six feet deep
Do I make myself clear

Indebted to the knife no more
Ive found my way
Beyond the shore
The credit that you've claimed
Washed away by retribution 
Torn, 4AM in the den 
where your friends, 
I'ma blend 
I'ma mend with the silhouette again

I pull up with the strap they hands up "wait a minute"
This ain't no clock Ill break yo jaw
And shape yo fate with rickets
I'm takin yo life the fight is over might just take some digits
She in my phone 
my home while you gon grow 
in the face of fission
Below the mud
I dirty the floor and rug 
with the slug on the run
I've become new man
How could I be
How could I leave
All of the things 
All the rings and 
The riches on land

I've taken new form new life
Mistaken by some fo the light
Serrating all the birds up high
Interfacing with blight

4AM [PROD. HUSHINSILENCE]

WWIII [PROD. RYAN C]

RHODAMINE - YARIK VODILA

C4 (Prod. Hinh)

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