LDPJ -  WhenTheDustSettles

produced by why loner at https://twitter.com/why_loner

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fight like the greeks and the persians
u want merch
dont got enough of my earnings
i gotta soul search
maybe i live for a purpose
maybe worse
but fuck it im dying for certain

fuck it im dying for certain
i do not make enough earnings
maybe i live for a purpose
but fuck it dying for certain

fuck it im dying for certain
maybe i live for a purpose
fuck it i make enough earnings 
i guess am dying for certain

i blend in like im in camoulage
i walk around with no entourage
one of my boys wear a g shock
when i come up he gon get audemar

my mans still whippin a civic
saw the ghost he couldnt get it
i swear imma get u a lambourghini
u need to hear when u whip it

rolly is iced it dont look like it tickin
think im addicted to spinach
she look like emma watson
and she on my broom like its quidditch

i used to hit bed with no food in my stomach
and now i cant finish
im stable but i keep on waiting to plummet
im reaching my summit

fuck with my brain 
fuck with my brain
drugs drive me insane
im doing great
stay in ur lane
i dont need the fame
i dont wanna talk
but reporters hit me up anyway
id go to the mall
been i been up for like two nights and i aint looking great

looking rough
im not feeling great
havent ate nothing but a rice cake
bottom lip i got toothepaste
rock bottom bitch how the dirt taste
got candy bars how the words taste
take cheap shots like a cheap skate
my women look like lois lane 
her pussy sweet like a cheese cake

fuck it im dying for certain
i do not make enough earnings
maybe i live for a purpose
but fuck it dying for certain

fuck it im dying for certain
maybe i live for a purpose
fuck it i make enough earnings 
i guess am dying for certain

dying for certain (prod. why loner)

produced by @killedmyself

cover art found at 80sanime.tumblr.com/post/134500403407

lyrics:

look at me catching breathe
i got way too many problems on my chest
tell the clock that it gotta reset
im sitting in my room i should be running up a cheque
needa vent
got so many thoughts evolving in my head
some of them could show me id be better dead
fuck em block em out and focus on the bread

its 1:50 
view dizzy
drink fizzy
heads spinning
blunt flicking
bong hitting 
cant lose
stay winning

574 new balance
blue polo player pajama
words make u sweat like saunas
bars bring heat like llamas

petrified
u look dead inside
but i can tell u scared
no u cant hide

look at me catching breathe
i got way too many problems on my chest
tell the clock that it gotta reset
im sitting in my room i should be running up a cheque
needa vent
got so many thoughts evolving in my head
some of them could show me id be better dead
fuck em block em out and focus on the bread

reset the clock (prod. killedmyself)

produced by @hatefulbeats

lyrics:

baby look at what the time is
my phone is silent
faced the fucking blunt and now
im holding up my eyelids

too fragile
i view the world as violent
no relations
everyone tryna be a tyrant

still dressing
like youd think i have a stylist
blowing gas
but we never uppin milage

snow fall
and the world is fucking silent
no nonsense
when the uber drive in

sit next to me
you dont gotta fucking send texts to me
get next to me
if thats where u feel u supposed be

undress with me
show each other what we wanna see
get next to me
ill have you in ecstasy

press me on my snapchat
ion really need that 
flying through my emails
carpel tunnel from the mouse tap

off days i get the spins
i wouldnt mix that
bacardi kick back
gut the woods and rinse that

gold karrots in my nose had got me feeling bugs bunny
dropa truth bomb and they look at you funny
blow up like a bomb and they just ask bout the money
acting like ur mom but girl you not even honey

thinkin i owe u something
i dont owe no one nothing
texting for a week and then they think ur their husband

saying u in love but girl u dont even know me
keep on changing up youll be in love with the old

baby look at what the time is
my phone is silent
faced the fucking blunt and now
im holding up my eyelids

too fragile
i view the world as violent
no relations
everyone tryna be a tyrant

still dressing
like youd think i have a stylist
blowing gas
but we never uppin milage

snow fall
and the world is fucking silent
no nonsense
when the uber drive in

1am (prod. hateful)

factuals (prod. canis major)

produced by 9TAILS

lyrics:

just let me be
problem starter its in my ways
thats all on me
nobody wanna talk to the dude
its ok ill let you hide from me
ion really ever talk much
people bitching bout my new stuff
said i flaunt a little too much
whole game is wacky im gassed up

fuck it up again
no ink is on my pen
on notepad on my desktop
imma make a hit again
girl is perfect like im ken
sometimes she bring a friend
the good life can come any moment
but real life never ends

woo
she too fancy with it
i can barely be her man
look to kill in denim jacket
diamonds on her hand
she dont got a boyfriend
she just view all of them as fans
packing by the ounce she going ham on green like sam i am

sam i am
make the money
in advance
thats the plan
she tell me
thats the plan
that girl the man
that girl the man

mad people dont listen
im arguing with these children
ill push em back like a piston
its fuck you for the mission

im too focused
i stay focused
straight through every summer night
shit, not even taking adderall
its only downers bout every night
im feeling right
im feeling good
that pussy tight
this a perfect woods
its understood
im living life just the way i want
like i said i would

take a look at the brain matter
these trash boys make me die of laughter
little miles shoot shots so much im like
cj miles for toronto raptors

demon smile
guess i see the cycle
looks like miles caught on that its all recycled
espestus tiles and a moldy basement
thats my life every day you know i had to change it

sam i am
make the money
in advance
thats the plan
she tell me
thats the plan
that girl the man

sam i am
make the money
in advance
thats the plan
she tell me
thats the plan
that girl the man
that girl the man

sam i am

produced by 9TAILS

lyrics:

i eat a beat like dominos
like haribos
like oreos

higher level like im subzero
like im piccolo
like im motaro

i dont got a motorolla
i dont sell it but i do it though
im sauced like alfredo

use the drugs to with cope with come up moving slo mo
this gone take two years or more no playdoh

so far so good i have yet to really change 
still go to the store if my mom needs panko
just tryna help the day go by smooth
good moods like snickers commercials
circle rotation blunt migration from my hand to my homies in the shed so gone
hiding zombies in the shed like herschel
different blood but my brothers in my circle

u want beef treat it like a family matter no urkle
smoking purple 
no nurple
rumours poppin up no kernel 
make it music
make it verbal
dont get me heated
im talking car seats
im talking coffee
im talking thermal
get the sunscreen
im talking sun beams
uv rays
ill fucking burn you

im getting dangerous 
im living dangerous
no one fuck with us more than us
whole team gassed up eat dust

stacking ideas until im maxxing my mind out
lie down lights down enter my mind now
im just a normal individual that plays with fl 
lazy young musician brother i feel like drake bell

church bells ringing in the distance while the birds yell
water well outside in the back still got the weed smell
flicking my ash in there
that backwoods stain the air 
most of my ideas start with alchohol or loud in there

breaking down part of the ride like its a county fair
this grind not perfect errors i could never go repair
it doesnt matter though 
i climb the ladder
and i disregard the laughter
while i let my vocals hit the air

its factuals
i keep it practical
switch it up and fit the pockets like its magical
its like it had to be this way
its like i had to snap and slay

its like i called it yesterday
i made some beats and slipped away
round 8 realized its 12 hours since i last ate
great ion wanna sleep thru another sunday
monday way too hard to get thru no way

its never good its never great its always ok
my broski need me then they rech me they know where i stay
give the signal and i got em (gotham) like im bruce wayne

im getting dangerous
im living dangerous
no one fuck with us more than us
whole team gassed up eat dust

dangerous

produced by 9TAILS

samples from kingsway music library

lyrics:

i dont wanna get too fucked up
i dont wanna get too wasted
2 shots down of bacardi black
and i dont know where my face is

why do i drink this if it tastes shit
cookie smoking spaceship 
dark backyard for the 5th damn time
in a week i need to stop this

listen to me girl
angel and demons
fill the world
i cant protect you for much longer theyre stronger 
than i can handle
a vandal upon my soul
i could love you until im cold
but i doubt the quality of my loving is close to gold

enough to hold
you down
stay around
stick around baby
stand your ground

looking down baby 
fix the frown
stay around baby 
stay around

i wanna die right now fucking right now
switch up in two seconds im just starving craving any help
dontchu yell
sweaty in the summer 
in my bed im screaming while i melt
terrors in the night 
i started becoming scared of myself
woah
talking to the mirror
off the drugs while im alone
i took out my septum and i threw it out onto the road
looking for identity
than throw that person to the floor
i might throw out everything
my shoes my hats and all my clothes
yo

this is not new to me
happens every night
happens every time i have too much im out of line
my friend dipset for the re-up cause he out of lines
ask me if its cool to use my dresser i said i dont mind

i dont mind
everybody on a seperate path these days to try and lose their life
its not our time
but why the fuck we acting like we outta try
what the fuck i gotta hide
damn

experiments
build experience 
dont get lazy though thats how you lose a friend
premature end
tear shed
so preventable
its so sad
a best friend
its too bad
theres no back
once you fall in
your brain is
quickly filled with toxins
a pill reacts with your perscription
breathing heavily
do you think ill live
could you hold my hand
my legs feel like sand
pins and needles
crawling up my back
neck numb
and my heart slow clap
someone bring me back
someone hold my hand
could you have

enough to hold
you down
stay around
stick around baby
stand your ground

looking down baby 
fix the frown
stay around baby 
stay around

stay around

produced by 9TAILS

samples from kingsway music library

lyrics:

packed down pipe
in the christmas lights
in the middle room
fried on a wednesday night
one track mind and i never think twice
wrist water hit the light look like gatorade white
checkered up vans like talladega nights
john reilly with the curls
ricky bobby with the drive
crystal skull and five alive
solo mission stay inside
phony figures cant confide
in many people in my life
im working like its do or die
but still find time for getting high
crush a q and resupply
stoned flow is verbal arsenic
the sauce brewed and the fans fucked with it
jealousy an epidemic

epidemic
you infected
dont get close to me
had no reason
had no traction
what the fuck you see
i can hear your
past emotions
calling out to me
did the same thing
as my baby
and just let it be

gmail full of you fell off shit
i wonder how it felt to send it
what the fuck did i fall off of
if i had barely had leverage
if i had barely had the traction
when every song i made was rationed
when all the lyrics started matching
now with this unreleased im laughing
project worth of em no cap
upload all of em with no caps
diamond mine this one could make me shine
like a bald broski with no cap
taking shots but got no strap
flood the hats and put no claps
now the beat sound like the crowds bad
but theres no crowd at the mousepad
b cup bra on the matress
double cup but like no ac
got a bad one on my ballsack
cup it up like a jock strap
so good i had to spit about it
when she use her knees like ong bak
clothes throwing on
im already gone
she said "there he go"
no kodak


epidemic
you infected
dont get close to me
had no reason
had no traction
what the fuck you see
i can hear your
past emotions
calling out to me
did the same thing
as my baby
and just let it be

thankyou for listening ♥♦♣♠

epidemic

produced by scottysplash
written, mixed & mastered by 9TAILS

lyrics:

artist with the words i got my flow straight outta OCAD
labels trading prices on me artist in the NASDAQ
iphone speaker all cracked
someone might've tapped that
his girlfriend call me baby i cant have her cause you tapped that
enemies have been in there
i would never smash that
call of duty camping on the day they think i could crack
sadness come with losing
guess i never been sad
i look anorexic but im eating from my mouse pad
i should get some food now
mcdouble on my nightstand

thrifted jeans
tommy tee
all these girls will love you if you let em take it from me
burnt cd mixes in her stereo
you cant get that shit from me
this not a feel good trip
fragile feelings shit
i got appointments i cant miss its 2am she need that dick
netflix isnt needed
by the time i got there she was waiting to clean me up
waiting to catch a nut

soft heart
like it used to be
wide arms id embrace em like a movie scene
hard head
its what the world had done to me
fuck a fling i been pushing at my boundaries

artist with the words i got my flow straight outta OCAD
labels trading prices on me artist in the NASDAQ
iphone speaker all cracked
someone might've tapped that
his girlfriend call me baby i cant have her cause you tapped that
enemies have been in there
i would never smash that
call of duty camping on the day they think i could crack
sadness come with losing
guess i never been sad
i look anorexic but im eating from my mouse pad
i should get some food now
mcdouble on my nightstand

music got em switching  up
all these fuckers i cant trust
all these problems i keep hush
you should be glad im quiet huh
youd be done if i talk up
ill say it to the camera if you act up
that man called me waste and he cant even waste my stamina
yugioh i challenge you
fire on my track and i aint even use my mana huh
rip a bowl and ravage you
chimney smoke my throat im spitting goodies feel like santa huh
my bro look like goku blue and he just wanna damage you

artist with the words i got my flow straight outta OCAD
labels trading prices on me artist in the NASDAQ
iphone speaker all cracked
someone might've tapped that
his girlfriend call me baby i cant have her cause you tapped that
enemies have been in there
i would never smash that
call of duty camping on the day they think i could crack
sadness come with losing
guess i never been sad
i look anorexic but im eating from my mouse pad
i should get some food now
mcdouble on my nightstand

OCAD (prod. scottysplash)

produced by sarcastic sounds

lyrics:

Seen a free man get down and kiss the road
For mama to be sleeping sound how far you'll go 
Take the tongue out my mouth cut off my toes
Take away all that skin and leave me cold

Plenty thing bout this life I'll never know
But that's more than fine
I just need to know the formula for getting by
So many codes
The wise could supply
Making millions to suicide
No one can hide
Order number 9
To the private jet
It's such a large divide
But I guess that's the prize we fetch
Everybody want it all
Jealousy our ready set go
Doggin like it's petco
Dodge the lasers get low
The slightly graze my suit coat
They taking heads now
Crazy how far people go
Just to get the bread now
Guess it's always been that way
My head just figured it out

Seen a free man get down and kiss the road
For mama to be sleeping sound how far you'll go 
Take the tongue out my mouth cut off my toes
Take away all that skin and leave me cold

I wanna ball ya
Maybe I'm looking to god
Give it a shot
Give it my all ya
Taking my time I don't fall down
Money is maxed out
Came for the love is a ghost town
So proud
Making the music is deep down
Without the money I'd freeze 
I couldn't eat
I wouldn't be here to speak now
I hate it but that's how we worked out
I can't trade you seeds and get some fur pelts
Have to drop a rack and rock the goose until the snow melt
Price you pay for living by the snow belt
Wasting away
I will never bow down
Until it's if I don't I let my fam down
Wait for the day
People say you sold out
Just to keep a morning shower and a clean mouth
I can't erase
All the moves I made now
Calendar my life and make the days count
All I can say
Is man I'm feeling great now
I forgot how a smile on my face felt

Seen a free man get down and kiss the road
For mama to be sleeping sound how far you'll go 
Take the tongue out my mouth cut off my toes
Take away all that skin and leave me cold

quite a hike (prod. sarcastic sounds)

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quite a hike (prod. sarcastic sounds)

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