composed/mixed/written on my own

lyrics:

potential go as far as the extent that you are trying  
live every single day as if the next one you was dying
eat & love & mingle & play, don’t worry bout the timing
ego mining, chipping away, 
think my new drug is rhyming
it soothes my soul, it fuels like coal,
this passion, deep in my heart,
to you this is wack-shit,
 but to me this is art,
next week'll be your end,
last week was my start
lets tear it apart,    
then build it bett-er
i promise you gon start feelin less under the weather, 
whether or not
just give it a shot, we can do it together
cuz together we're STEEL, but alone we are leather..
now that weight that felt so heavy is light as a feather, hellaaaa…

thx 4 evrythng

produced, engineered, and performed by me.

lyrics:
even tho I’m the best man
i don’t want no fuckin yes man
y’all tripping you think I’m flexing
touching wit yo bitches in the wet sand
take her to the westin
we best friends and we sexin

never had a girl fuck me like Ms. 2016 
still, in my mind the future remains she so fuckin pristine
i got magic, its tragic, tragically thwarted by habits, 
habits i can’t kick, or,
maybe,
just the ones that i haven’t,
...
my flow u can’t match it
im clank and you ratchet,
pass that j for i snatch it
if u the tree I’m the hatchet
I’m free,

free…

but my momma won’t have it
said my excuses are classic,
saidi got no actions to back it
aw shit.

words are worthless

lyrics:
how you gon say that
you aint never say that
whoever watching better stay back
I’m bouta get some pay back
even if we go way back  
if u driving in a maybach

you dont even know the half of the shit that you like
your favorites make me laugh like, you shittin me right?
even this year when mainstream is gettin it right, 
ya only lent an ear cuz white man gave you the right
this shits behind the scenes like a movie and they extras
it aint bout who you bein its bout who standin next tuh
pretend to be a friend or cut you off like j electra
insidiously schemin all the moves you makin next bruh

you cool, you cool, you cool,
can't contribute so no thinkin, ima tell you i approve
never open up (gay) only boastin up (fake)
walkin, cat callin like theres somethin gotta prove

fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
tell the basics aint nobody need a buddy like you
you a clone boy (dope) only stoned boy (dope)
"Yes Men" try to use ya own point of view

photo: @miguelangelo443
reddit: https://www.reddit.com/user/miguelangelo443

2 late

2 Late

produced/recorded/mixed in my bedroom. 

cover art by: artofjph

lyrix:

(Matt)
last night hit this cutie wit the “whats happenin?”
no reply, now im crashin
shitfaced, friday night, inhibitions lackin
woke up in the morning wit no memory of what happened
rollin up blunts on the face of eric clapton
life becomes a game and I’m hacking
mind becomes a prison that I’m trapped in
hopin to get answers to the questions i been asking




(MiK3)
3 aaaaaaamm ~ she aint pickin uuup
stayin ooouut like i dont kno wassuuuup

3am she aint pickin up
staying out workin ona label level up
niggas smoke her up, like i dont kno wassUp Up & away
stay away, find a lame to be ya cuck’n’fuck


now IM DONE PLAYIN SAFELY

jumped the gun LIKE “YA FUCKIN SAVED ME”

can’t deny THAT YOU FUCKIN CHANGED ME

so i cope, with this dope, UNTIL IM FUCKIN HAZY

life becomes a game, ReCCORDING IS HOW U SAVE, B

it always FEELS LIKE I AM CHASING

my hhHeyMa BUT IN YOUR CASING

perfect body, face, style: hmGodYaSo AMAZING

introduce ya to the crew like, “mike your bitch is BLASING!”

she bad but she dont know the demons that im FACING

Eric Clapton

Mustard - Dance Mix

Right now we are just an idea. But soon the world will know our sound.

HELLA SUBVERSIVE