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BEGGARS AND CHOOSERS

acapella: United in Grief - Kendrick Lamar
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Censor (feat. Popcaan & IRAH)

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When It's Dark Out

When It's Dark Out (feat. iwasoscar)

Troubles

Troubles (feat. iwasoscar)

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Back To Basics

Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered/Artwork by Hindley
Produced by tidecruz @tidecruz

Lyrics
soliloquy flow, arrows and bows, taking a shot and i'm taking it low, 
felons and foes, sell em their souls, sell water to flames in the snow, 
my heart it folds, origami baby mami, take a test and the gold, 
taking your time is old, snorting a line is old, rapping a rhyme is old, 

where did the driver go, when did my vibrance dull, 
where do we go from having a dream and a path to a book on a shelf, 
memory stamped in the felt, leather bound champions belt, 
held it above my head at the bout, tooth skin for clout, 
fingernails filled with streets and the foul, getting drunk with the owls, liquor cabinet in mouths, 

esophagus suck and gut flora fucked, 
stumbling in drunk, dad's seen enough, 
puking and polishing floors with the skull, 
remember that i would cut, then cover it up, try give it up,
now bruising my cages on minimum wages i claim without shame that i'm living with love.
a liar and slug, sliding in slums, don’t fit in the glove, oj son,
I’m like okay we stay inside making b sides crying for fun, 
trying is dumb, spit shine dries on her gums, sleep in despite the sun, 
she should buy a gun, shoot it nine times and run, fuck for fun, 

fuck it up for what, maybe time forgot, maybe i got caught, 
looking at lady like faces in letters and space's when she could watch, 
lips and thighs the lot , wandering eye's and thoughts, inbox bleed's with shots, 
down to my knees to beg her and plead by secretly pleased if she walked,  
im built poor and strong, know we don't belong, scummy swim in ponds, 
tadpole's in my brain tell me that we should write this song, 
hop along, confess that I belong, on pages i'm typing on, 
disgrace lay's in a coded grave where i bury the shame of being wrong.

Tadpole

another sun.
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Tadpole

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