For years, I was reaching into the mist — chasing words that almost said what I needed them to.  Hip hop revealed the stars. It gave me clarity at the same moment I realized I could stand on my own.  This album helped me fix my posture. It’s the first solid step forward.  10 songs. 26 minutes. A beginning, not the ending.  Posture; or, Dead Butterfleis

Heavy

produced by @anobodyreally

cover art by TrapSirC https://twitter.com/TrapSirC

lyrics:

alot of things make me fucking nervous
alot of things get me really scared
i do not fuck with like none of these people
im smelling the fake in the air

sneak bitches they fake and the phony
sneak disses bout me like they know me
u'd fuck me up if u knew bout the shit that i do
when ur girl call me lonely

i smoke a blunt now snoring
still fill a cup with the porridge
that would be problems for old me
i dont give a fuck now so lets get it going

i got the fade for like 40
vodka but chase is a 40
they talkin like damn i go hard
but frankly this party is boring

i smoke a blunt now snoring
still fill a cup with the porridge
bad bitch from new orleans
she call me daddy like maury

i aint a father no maury
but im gonna son u like morty
ur girl just told u she was sleeping 
but im in her house like im cory

i think yo girlie my mistress
she run the dome like a beep test
i let her grip it like viscous
she want me to spray like im windex

ruby stay hot like a furnace
all this success cause i earned it
this shit is not bout the earnings
its me excersizing my purpose

you know this
im focused
this beat i just hit and i owned this

the shadows
im cloaked in
allow the emotion to soak in

the words all
have meaning
think bout the shit that im screaming
even if you got to see it
it'd be such a reach to believe it

garbage
fucking garbage
i pick and destroy every target
sometimes i dont think im an artist 
most of my ideas come out sounding fucking garbage

garbage
fucking garbage
i pick and destroy every target
sometimes i dont think im an artist 
most of my ideas come out sounding fucking garbage

garbage
fucking garbage
i pick and destroy every target
sometimes i dont think im an artist 
most of my ideas come out sounding fucking garbage

alot of things make me fucking nervous
alot of things get me really scared
i do not fuck with like none of these people
im smelling the fake in the air

sneak bitches they fake and the phony
sneak disses bout me like they know me
u'd fuck me up if u knew bout the shit that i do
when ur girl call me lonely

i smoke a blunt now snoring
still fill a cup with the porridge
that would be problems for old me
i dont give a fuck now so lets get it going

so much garbage (prod. ʎpoqou)

2am music (prod. classixs beats)

cool // for now (prod. syndrome)

soil (prod. boyfifty)

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

a completely non-profit project

all youtube beats were free and used prior to being sold, if now sold.

mixed/mastered by 9TAILS & SCOTTYSPLASH

scottysplash: @scottysplash


production

idealism: @idealismus

25: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCms7nTRhJWPcwFtd4AYWzXg/featured

hateful: @hatefulbeats

nayz: @nayztheone

ʎpoqou: @anobodyreally

franky m: www.youtube.com/channel/UCUOfYgWexGPJnjqglHwKK9w

sarcastic sounds: @the-sarcastic-ashole

killedmyself: @killedmyself

killrichy: @killrichy

hidden oasis: www.youtube.com/channel/UCZ7zq6C2EqpEk4WekOHb2hQ

brokebwoy: @brokeassniiigga

better days (prod. hateful)

whole damn week (sewerperson)

sorry (hbeatz)

be careful! (beats by con)

the ghoul's playbook (yusei)

There is no real/official 9TAILS twitter, Instagram, youtube, in-game accounts or anything else. ANY account claiming/pretending to be or acting like they are 9TAILS on any platform is 100% fake.

soil (prod. boyfifty)

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