Eject

Watch the Fuck you mean
beheaded bitch in a bag 
Pushing atrophy fucking clean it with a rag dirty splats on me
need to fiend the fucking hash baby cash on me 
i got 15 dollars
and a dream to find some new shit
get me going thru it like the loop around a noose this
town will get me feeling things i never thought to do
it’s
living rooms and subtle queues that push me off the chicken coop trick

i just found you
cross hatch scoundrel 
my space council
regenerate my ground still
eat off my account they’ll
looking for my ground will
baby im still dormant but my body fucking 
bounding

man that’s all i need
haven’t had a fucking problem in about 3 weeks 
lana kane, i’m searching for the ounce i need
and you staring at me crazy, like i stole sum free

seen so many leaks in the living room
neighbours tryna hit me with the peak- 
pharmaceuticals 
ride inside my system like a freak 
get me two of those,
see me growing higher till I steep through the middle zone
pass that mask
mixing acid and chemicals see me walking stupid like i asked for subliminals
you try to bend me open
i react something criminal 

fucking black Habituals 
can’t relax i’m busy though
reaction at minimal 

test me or get cynical
calls at the wall 
fucking on my federal
process involved
wretched body pressing
through the nods at the park
keep dgps inside my balls fucking narc
wanna watch?




yea

come on over cause i never caught that period touch
leaning over on the street caught fearing it
bones crunch under my feet like Harriet 
punk push it off the fucking brink, stop smearing at god
carcas parking in my face got me tearing it
up

DEM SAY ME GONE

Living Rooms

iMaps

Rqualizer

Machine

Google Africa

Swang

just crave design the eye-fix
you stay, then i’m declining 
dismay when you try high-six
i’ll turn you into my minx

my sim card dead, face down on bed
i’m melting in, walls feel like sand 
hands on my skin, pan zoom to end
i check the door 3 times again 
these folk ain’t friends they want me dead
i’ll bite my tongue
come get me then
get put to death
at your own neck
dick reach the end
at your own neck
my face is red
black puffs and pens
aquarium in vents 
go and dip my hands
criminal advance
how you think of me
what you wanna know 
means shit to me 

my three-point crown Poseidon 
let you drown on my island
i find her presence frightening 
that weed wrapped sound in lightning

my trip that make your life bend 
that shit that make you tie him 
they look but never find him 
it'd piss right through your psychic, hoe 

fuck

did you say something about tomorrow 

mixed and produced Isoles

Sim Card

State Map Plugin

Bandit County

Gills

Name Entry

intrusion everywhere
walking to these places always people love to stare
it’s always crowded around here
don’t ask me where i’m going, what i’m doing, 
what i share
you slip up and start to care
as quick as you reply,
i’m as quick to disappear
it’s just a simple if and there,
a shift inside the pocket
got me poking up for air listen
in a drone x3
intuition telling me to always be alone
you’re a drone x3
they always have a marker at your work and at your home
in a drone 
you better keep it moving don’t look back or at your phone
you’re a drone 
always keep alert and keep your fingers off the dome man
who’s behind me
how’d you find me
passcode 20 different digits baby try me
is it hiding 
or surviving 
gotta stay alive in the city of assigning
robotic miming
blend with the environment
hide in plain sight
don’t let the cameras catch you riding
so don’t invite me 
you don’t entice me
i’ll never step a foot into the light that you abiding
in a drone x3
intuition telling me to always be alone
you’re a drone x3
they always have a marker at your work and at your home
in a drone 
you better keep it moving don’t look back or at your phone
you’re a drone 
always keep alert and keep your fingers off the dome man

Drone Intrusion

Space Is The Spot

WHATCHA KNOW?
I BLOCKED THIS OFF MY PHONE
WHATCHA KNOW?
I UPPER GATE MY NOSE

STAND OFF BUT I ALUMNI QUICK
YOU BEND OFF BUT I SUM THAT SHIT
I CAN’T STOP IM GONNA RUN PSYCHIC
THIS BANDS GOGGLE ME OFF

HANDS ON BUT I SUNK BY IT
YOU BRANCHED OFF I MIGHT COME BUY IT
DON’T LAND SOFT THAT POWER TRIP
YOUR PANTS OFF WHEN I CALL

THE WAIT
IT STAY
ON TRIP ON TRIP ON TRIP ON TRIP
ON TRIP

WHAT YOU WANNA HURT NOW
TAKE IT TO THE DIRT NOW
DIRTY ON THE SPEAKERS
DIRTY ON THE SPEAKERS

WHATCHU KNOW?
I KILL SHIT
I CANT STOP IM GONNA RUN PSYCHIC
PISS ME OFF.

produced and mixed Isoles

Django

pop pop reality and pop like me
opp my base reality is deity
pop 3 dotted line check my spleen
opp i fucked the spot with ambrosia speed
ambrosia speed

laced off but i fuck that seam
based off what i fucked last week
cased off of my buoyancy 
gauge off how that face will breathe
stitched up and im up basically
pissed up of what i can be
unknown in identity
stage dive thru ur business meet

ambrosia mask
she stole the straps
cant fold the bag
i sold the grasp
ambrosia m
i fucked that passerby cuz that lil bitch was french
i gave that passerby ambrosia on her chest
she want that pacifier dick to clean her hands
u want that motion swang, her system bang in my head
i fucked that passerby i passed her up instead
she fucking tapped it out and sent me back to death
my vacuum set it off and put it back on blast
she got that smile you can see right through the mesh

fuck you bitch stuffing hieroglyphs 
fucking pacifist ducking hands again
suck it faster then gulp it back again
im touching hundred dollars of nothing
ambrosia mask on my puppet 
ppppuppet my fingers fucking your buttons
im busting like somethings coming
it’s rushing down on your double annex highway assumptions 
get it or punch it
it’s fucking stuck in my oven

ambrosian

we sit one at your body
better fuck bite at your zone
send a zip right through your posse
finna bump flex at your home

who’s watching fucko
the martyr fucked you
the kids a macho
his arms don’t touch you 
keep watching fucko
im bound to fuck you
perses my motto
trojan erupt you
ambrosia

ambrosia
Save Face while you hold the flask
piss rain on your folger back
scan stage on my sober ass
this cage better multiplex
gotta kill the fucking ocean back
waterboard on my orphan black
snake skin down emotionless 
hit the sun on my golden flesh
my pimp better notice this 
handcuff till the bone is mist
i fucking hate you
 i don’t know you bitch
on my ambrosia lips
ain’t shit on my ambrosia dick

mixed and produced Isoles
big thx u myla kyoto and django

Ambrosia Mask

mixed produced mastered I

up and posting
ask my name
i say fuck you 
i must’ve coasted
past my way
on strobe bust like 
i’m double dosing
mac-10 rips like 
anonymous
and wilt your fucking brain with twenty years in a sarcophagus
i’m tripping

hands off the pants
make it bust like the bends
keep the hands off the pants

acting fake
the soul snatch you late
hit the drum back and 
wait until the bone crack the crate 
fast suffocate
detach from the make
missing notes
ask the trait
clipping 
don't slap the slate
with the throat 

at 44.
you’re just a bitch and bitches croak
that’s how it go
we spit elixir
kick the coat
and smash the cove
put the money in the bag and no one hits the floor
fucking go 
bitch 

keep the hands off the pants
bitches wanna stick me for my paper 

fuck off with the whistle
i’m gonna sick this bitch 
until the sickness sits and send is so successful 
said to off the sentimental
cause fuck you bitch 
i hate stalkers unlicensed dick riders
i’m pissing on you
hit the fucking helicopter
me see you sip the seltzer
when i take the money off ya
you looking up at me 
lick the tip and kiss the top
exist like betty crock
or more like not at all 

infest 
till the hands cupping off the nest
circling like i lost the map
adrenaline fuck you off the pants

Hands on the Pants

Stab in the Back

Acid Clues

Check the Mail

DEATH BY €1000

I CANT REVIVE THE SOSA ON MY SHIT
MULITPLY DIVIDENS MI6 CANT DECIDE MY MULTIVERSIVE TRICKS
CHANGE MY LIFE DONT SLIP MY DICKS ON ICE

X by 1k Eurodollar

Lip Virus

Flash the Objective

mall territory on my iphone 
drive space scary cause im monotone
I say fuck you mindspace: fuck you

Mall Territory

Nautica

Cute

Pawn Queen

Precursor 2 Nothing

Remedy

The Mouth

Nice Hand

my whole life 
been fucked by lightning
stuck like memory lane
aint u the baddest lil bitch
i met anyday
stay stumpd like eradicate notes
dont talk 2 the face
if i run out on battery hoe
get charged w evade

DONT FLICK OUT THE NOOSE KICK NEW BITCH JUST DIE SLOW THEN

i dont give a fuck
straight lean out th ducts
aint been out the funk jus in
they split out the plugs

produced mixed mynxdzzh

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