[intro]
sun..sun seekin'
(looking for love in the wrong place)
done..done thinkin'
(looking for love for in the wrong place)
sun..sun seekin'

[pre chorus/chorus::]
changing lanes,you call it switching
baby i can't tell the difference
pushin' bucket,honda civic
flingin' like it's summer season

[verse 1::]
delusional to think you ever loved me
i doodle out the lullabies,got love sick 
only putting pressure on a car brake
swerving lanes to skrrt skrrt,see me runnin'
do you see me runnin'?
(runnin',i'm hidin',i'm duckin' around)

[bridge?::]
tell me that you see round town
johnny walkin',feeling rockstar
john redcorn on a hoe,i try
(i try stonin' medusa
temptation,the devil i knew of...nigga)

[verse 2::]
apathy to bullshit(coz i-)i don't see solution(and i-)i don't wana argue,doubt I'll ever pick up
money more important(and i),mourning in the process(coz i)
owning up apartment(and i)foreign dream of-

[pre chorus/chorus::]
changing lanes,you call it switching
baby i can't tell the difference
pushin' bucket,honda civic
flingin' like it's summer season
(summer season)

original beat(not sped up)by GRWN beats:
https://youtu.be/xduhEm-oQ30

sunseekers.

carpe diem,clip my angel wings
evil's calling me
baudelaire in this colosseum,how you color me?
encompassing what need from me but want from him.
shawty please,i mean honestly what want from me?
(I'll never figured it out)
you can have a simple sitting,rather simpin',low ambition,ego boosting,no suspicion typa nigga
man they always wana house nigga
(but they sneaky link w other niggaz)
(damn)
I'll never be no insecure,always call,
"is she home"
too concerned, i will never be yo' typa nigga 
why she busy typing other niggaz?
but she promise that she's "working" nigga


original beat by YoursTruly.
https://on.soundcloud.com/Eq78Q

flaccidPenisSyndrome.

PART I:
[verse:]
fortune 500's 
y'know the 360 deals?
y'know you tussle desperation
and you inking your ills
do you snake on everybody or you shed all that skin?
red eyes from reminiscing, back when life wasn't this
sometimes i wonder if i'm meant for this 
or maybe i'm lost
break it down to the particle that's rooming my thoughts,absorbing auras, checking comments 
see the zeitgeist overview
keyboard warriors and parasites,the parasocial youth
maybe back to when my parents met,my embryo anew,all i knew was warmth and darkness
way before my soul was darkened
way before the concept started,had to die to be born
death is transformation,how a spirit was born
i was floating in the atmosphere(okay),way before i met you here(okay)
way before you knew me,in my past life or the love affairs(okay)
way before my headspace was so scattered with entanglements 
way before your trauma was my business and protection spells
way before the phone calls,now i'm signing out my magic squares
i see beyond the flattery, i'm shaking hands with devil men,these funky cooperations try to drain away your sunny days
(these funky cooperations)
they try to drain away your sunny days

PART II:
(you have no heart)
[intro:]
this ain't cookie cutter lovin'
surrounded by some empty vessels, stupid logic
normies
stuck inside this country,i ain't shit
for peanut money
Of course you want my talents,give me something worth my time in
if  you want my soul,i could trade it for a 100
i'm insecure,a superstar,my narcissism buzzin'
paparazzi photoshoots and Lamborghini spendin'
never had no money so i spend it on a bad bitch 

[verse:]
i ain't shit,i can't promise anything
(ima spend it on myself)
never had shit,my daddy never worked a bank
(ima spend it on myself)
sign it on ink,gave my soul to earthly things 
(ima spend it on myself)
i don't trust you but temptation is my enemy
(ima spend it on myself)
as i lose myself to the music
work myself to a blueprint 
sign a deal for the music
rock em all and i beat em
met gala clothes,mad i got hoes
(haters in the hood)
(do you love me?)
red eyes are closed 
(by the green light)
red eyes are closed
red eyes are closed
red eyes are closed
red!!!

RED EYES.

[intro:] 
girl we can party
(we can party)
hands..hands
throw your hands up
(girl we can party)
if you need some uhh

[verse 1:]
you know i'm outside but you call me still
i don't homewreck,guess you want the dick
but i'm doing me, lessen on the calls but you never will
never was the car or him paying bills 
still you lack something your psyche feels
the way that i touch you,he never did
his money can't buy you everything 

[chorus:]
but i'm here for you
if you need a touch,babe
here for you 
if you need love,babe
here for you 
if you need some',baby 
here for you

[verse 2:]
i manoeuvre through your trauma with a spin babe
embrace both sides of your ribs,babe
eat it you forbidden but i feen,babe
your walls push back,feel guilt babe
you felt ignored,i know he lacks his part
he outta town,he making money love 
in bed with you, i'm the toy you like
this dick for you,it give you therapy

[interlude:]
but they trifle in the city 
and she trifle in the city
people trifle in the city(city)
(city)
it's all well in the city(city)
(city)

[refrain:]
but i'm here for you 
if you need love,babe
here for you if you need a...babe 
but i'm here for you
if you need a touch,baby 
here for you
if you need love,
but i'm here for you 
if you need some,babe
here for you 
if you need time
but i'm here for you
if you need a touch,babe
here for you if you need some,
work it like you want 



tHe gita govinda.

[intro:]
numbers lie,numbers lie
numbers lie
(if you know y'know the f**kin' vibe)
numbers lie,numbers lie.

[Chorus]
i'm done,count down
i rest myself
my God,this world
three fifths a man
won't cry,won't bitch
i love myself
fuck y'all,fuck you,fuck this and that

[verse 1:]
3 5 7 like a mason brick
2 6 7 of humanity (hue-man)
420 mind, i'm my higher self
roach' in the crib, i survive with them
piggy pig feet, Uncle Sam a bitch
too much stressin' me,i enjoy the wind
it's waving like a pageant, it's a sign of peace
i hang my nuts,don't hide my cleats
i tackle it like it's Madden,don't fuck with me
there's truth in the air,don't bottle it
need yo ass in the air,girl shake that thang
expensive taste,she fine like that
ass in the air,throw back like that
hide my pain in a drum and set
one o' one with my other self
the glimmer,the lights,ain't all of that
(all of dat)
i need my voice on stage,in fact(stage)
praise my name like a solar plexus(soul)
hold me down,we can fly together(God)
ignore your flaws,i praise your efforts
(efforts)
outgrew few folks still hold my number
outgrew few folks still hold my number
(number numb her number)
WHY YOU KNOW MY NUMBER BITCH?
(number numb her number)

[refrain:]
i'm done,count down
i rest myself
my God,this world
three fifths a man
won't cry,won't bitch
i love myself
fuck y'all,fuck you,fuck this and that

i'm done,count down
i rest myself
my God,this world
three fifths a man
won't cry,won't bitch
i love myself
fuck y'all,fuck you,fuck this and that

[outro:]
Nigga...nigga(vibe) put your hands in air,seen enough in the sky and the realm of the self(yeah)
put your feels in the air, bitch gotta act tuff coz they baby daddy is trasH.

NumNum.

featuring BLIMID. and HELLO LESEDI.
[verse 1:]
i don't need approval from the insecure 
bummy in the hood,still rich asf
bummy in the hood,spirit rich asf 
i don't size wealth with the spoon i got
i don't like school or curriculums
make neo-slaves to a beat and drum
give a lil cheque to the docile mind 
do you do it for the love?or the cost of life?
oh dang.
 
[chorus:]
in the city,in this city,inner city
is you up?
shallow city for the money,need that money
to survive

[verse 2:]
slowly you die,can't express yourself
stuck in a cycle of "Monday gone"
now ya' drink up to support the hurt
marital affairs with my archetype
lost all your "cute" but the bills is up
added a little weight,maybe kids to that 
don't feel young and the sexy gone
lingerie fits to the secret spot,sex won't help with your peace of mind
get therapy,get a spark yourself 
find a little something to "up" yourself
i know decent hobbies you could do yourself 
oh dang.

[outro:]
when first did you decide to grow up?was it your mom?your dad? or your friends?
and the pressures that you can't escape during everyday lenses 

SKIDROW MORALITY.

[intro:]
i was just worried about you because i haven't been able to get a hold of you for a while now..
and...

[verse:]
emojis pile up
you call it "love religion"
i'm reckless with my tongue,i might wreck your building
human condition is the reason i don't trust a human
you are prey in my light,i pray you change your living
call me when you need me, i'm your therapy
the cries of many mothers,the souls that i nurtured
we lookalike, i'm Yaerius
i'm the flame of desire 
your maternal is my water,got me crying in your octaves
i fight myself, fighting spirits
fighting that you smile coz
this life ain't forever
so cherish every morning 
we renegade society,the call is very daunting
God is very funny,make you lose it just to find it
your inner peace and energy should center what your life on
looking for the answer but the mirror where you find it
i'm pretty sure you're grieving, not judging
how you living?
are you happy at the moment ?
don't you lie to me,i see it
the freedom that you seeking is detaching from your limits
these humans are like parasites,they clingy out of  fear
projecting insecurity,it's rarity to be healed
the vessels of my true form,they kill em or dismiss em
i am God..

[outro:]
eh monna ka leka,le nna ke dikgweto tse di sa feleng..but i think uhmmm
yea i'm strengthening 


MANDISA.

[intro:]
(honestly i've been on my own)
i think i'm falling in love
(i think i'm..i think i'm)
i know the devil sent you
(you're merely a distraction)
coz i don't act like this..
(i never act like this)

[verse:]
i think it's complicated?corny maybe...
guarded and you mirror all my actions lately
lord,i hate it...
divination,overthinking every action
fuck this shit..
i've been holding back(that's on purpose)
i don't wana fall in love...
that's my trigger from that April
came December broke her heart
she was missing in some aspect
i won't bother to confront,she want rebound for her exes
i'm too good for shit like that
disconnected from those persons
got some stalker exes up,they got narcissistic charm
and i know i got some options that i'm ducking on my phone
tell me why you in my mind?
 i've been dealing with myself 
so much so i started thinking i don't see myself in love
you distract me from my thoughts,pretty babe barbie doll
babble on and waste my time 
i could make you loving song
I'll protect you if you need it
from a distance, i pull up..
i can tell you're holding back..
(i can tell you're holding..)

[outro:]
i think i'm falling in love
(i fucking hate it)
i know the devil sent you
(must be denial)
coz i don't act like this
(i don't even,i don't..)

PART 2:

(i've been trying my hardest too)
got hoes, princess,women,slut
play Drake at the club still?get you drunk still
how does love feel?how does...

[verse 1:]
conflicted intentions and wasted time
all of a sudden you changing up,
what was the point of that dinner date?
prepping myself just to be a clown
side eye from the women i scorned
(looking at me like i'm switching side)
what's a woman to me is a bitch to you...
all of the homies are hoppin' blouse
i know homewrecking is an easy dub
(but i try my hardest not to be that guy)
and i try my hardest to believe in love..
fatigue and all,shrug it off
second round,it's the same shit
(thinking maybe i should do it....)
ghosted women, trying to keep the moral
but the world ain't working if you good in heart
trust me,my nigga, i did enough....
(i'm a lover boy but these typa shits don't work out i guess..you get it once with this whole....i've been at it my whole life...trying to be a good person)

[outro:]
time to be playa and I'm sorry if i fuck yo' b*tch
tryna be a playa and i'm tryna be...
time to be playa and i'm sorry if i fuck yo' b*tch
i'm whorey,i'm sorry....

[Tristan outgoing mail recording:]
new hoes, new thots,new sluts,new girls
women...new everything my guy
these girls keep flooding in like...
and i've been looking at them like "who the hell are you..?!"
"where were you when i was going to school...l?!"
"where were you?!..."

SOME LOVE SONG,IDK.

[intro:]
oh honey, they ain't me
(ain't nobody built like me)
when we fight,we make peace
(ain't nobody built like you)
spin around for the homie,you my favourite typa muse 

[verse 1:]
brought this king's gambit to a queen's ceremony
check the boxes,
is the war necessary?
too many L's,too many fights to pick...
it's my ratchet mouth!
talk good game, making you laugh with ease
mostly outline!
don't show your mama what we talk about!
don't you tell your friends what we on about!
i can pin locations to your pleasure, love
i got tricks or two,we can trick a treat 
unveil yourself,let the custom go!
this ain't Halloween,i ain't ghosting you 
i can purge your ego,let your body go
this the new religion,feel your spirit whole
they can peep through windows
not your inner God. 
(inner child)
you a pretty girl,let the hoes know
feel your body like sanctuary
(i like to watch when you teasing girl)
let go,let the stresses go
i know,they got you started,
fuck that,be a ratchet for me
let go,let the paranoia 
(arrogant like you Harlem-bred)
y'know i'm rooting for ya'
let go!

[outro:]
i can see you got some stresses on ya'
babe, please let's just let the energy flow
Go with me to another planet
and let's just..let it go
let it flow
oh wee, come with me..
oh wee,blow with me
oh wee,fuck with me
fuck with me....

SWEETENER. (feat BLIMID.)

[intro:]
i'm too wavy for this shit
you too sexy for shit
make it dance for ya boy
make it dance all for me.
 
[verse 1:]
i've been snorting on you like a crack house
y'know first times are the worst time, made that kitty call,make it purr now , i've been chasing that cat i won't rat(nah!), i've been cheesin' to get you away now! i won't kiss! i won't tell! if we make love!
buy you comforts then we hang out 
rat racing in your trap now!
camcorder is out,make yo' ass bounce 
(love my hoe)

[impromptu interlude:]
GOD LOVE STRIPPERS,neon light
got a pogo stick up.
(still love my hoes)
GOD LOVE STRIPPERS,paper clip
get the devil sniff-through.

[verse 2:]
she do line, drug addict but her mental fine
edibles,she'd blow your mind
sex on drugs, take the journey up
niggas hate but the girl so fine
unzip your blouse,pull the panties down 
smear your lips, on your honey pot
make you cum, bring a happy cloud 
bitch you fine bring yo' ratchet out
bitch you fine with your ratchet out
juju on your waist bitch..

[Tristan's outgoing mail recording (outro):]
so you and her are more friends but not yet lovers...my guy? y'know...

GOD LOVES STRIPPERS.

i descended from the heaven like a five pointed star 
from the east to the west like the angel Uriel
you're mentally in cubicles,it's hard to see my opulence
i built them up, they broke me down
that's narcissistic tetris 
you doing paw patrol forgot the leopard is my totem?
kavmiba boy,mo niye boy,you don't play with me
i'm that guy
Namibian by bone but Botswana by my culture 
you ain't famous in the world til you standing next to Nardwuar 
niggas want a grammy,i want women on my cock sir!
your confidence ghost written,you ain't drakin' without quentin 
tall tales from midget brains,fan fic' from rappers
who define me by numbers but that's oddly not gematria
i lost my sense of ego,i have been living through my north node
i smack up a mason
in the vatican like Yodas
bend the knee to pray to God
i hope you find your hairline
small dick syndrome,niggas beta males to women
there's power in the jiggle,her body is religion
i make her cum,but not for me
i do it for her pleasure 
PayPal my pornos,I'll teach you with no ego
i blame it in my stellium, it's ratchet in my Scorpio ho ho!

OPULENCE.

[verse 1:]
she insecure about dysmorphia
new body,got the Jenner price.
tax money funding genocide
but she more concerned about white parties 
all my girls wear husband beaters
still a slave to the mason money!
new world of the incel, twitter baiting,hatin' stretch marks
you niggas can't handle women, talking about "she need a flat tummy"
pot belly with yo' porn brain,these pretty girls don't fuck with y'all
got a dance girl
got a bad girl
in the club scene causing hell tonight
zionists and the racists
but you more concern about snorting lines
she only fuck on durex,branded condoms make her pussy water  
"what car? got the rims on?"
her favourite love is the bank account!
most niggas can't find her clit, it's only right she got a friend for that
out of rhythm with her fake moan but yo' dumb ass can't figure that!
hypergamy is her best friend and her girlfriend always eat her up
edibles and cocaine,in SKIDROW.
hit the boulevard!
leave the stress when you touch down
be the rhythm,let yo guard down
blonde hair,fear wrinkled skin
yellow teeth is the best grill
jailbirds to the bar code,these oligarchs tryna be some God
got a barbie girl with an empty shell,just another doll lost in bread and wine
GMO in this nexus, stressing eating for depressive body..

[interlude(by Internet Key:]
(or you don't know how to explain it)
(honey)music is more like a gift....(make money!)
(and pretty girls) to people 
(get horny)
(sometimes i feel)

GET ON (GET ON) THE FLOOR.
(FLOOR) 

[Tristan outgoing mail recording (outro):]
love is....not for the regular man
those who go in blind y'know..enjoy it and when it falls apart y'know..they end up as shit

MA$$$ON MONEY. (feat internet key)

[intro:]
money comes and goes y'know
you just gotta sit tight and.....

[verse 1:]
i'm so desensitized, emotions ain't been showing much(ain't been showing much)
need a chrome heart for sob stories,breaking hearts (it breaks my heart)
is it nonchalant?dexterity been numb and all
(i don't show at all)
i should cry more but honestly i laugh at loss
i get offended,i hurt eazy
bending backwards, unrequited
bit my tongue,the truth get hissy 
nonchalant sometimes i'm shitty
jealous heart,your claims offend me
i fight back and start the bullshit

[interlude:]
(i'm with the shits!!!)
yea we boo' w it mfcker
standing ten toes
FUCK Y'ALL

[verse 2:]
I'm practically a good guy but known to sleep with one eye!
i seen the voodoo dolls,who trying to take my sister life now?
i cried so many moments in my life and i lost Zam Zam
i know it's God plan but goddamn,do i suffer(fuck!)
take it all from me,take it away,what the fuck lord!
testing my faith with the testament?my karma fucked up(it's really)
i really hurt but sometimes i sound like i don't mean it
affect relationship coz i seem care free with my demons(kinda)
my issues,my niggas(really?), i'm living like blunt rolls(yeaH)
psychosis, outgrown ya,i move on....
(that's life love )
the voodoo won't work much, y'all evil
i hate y'all,i curse back at the curses
i go..hexes for hexes
i have no limits in my heart.....don't test me!
i am divinely protected(and you know),my presence make em offended....y'know y'know y'know
PROTECT PROTECT PROTECT 
real life mess,not once..FUCK THEM
FUCK NAH!we done! we go!
fuck beats..fuck them,find the peace within!

[outro:]
As the name denotes Motsamai is gone,gone but never forgotten.



CHROME HEART.

[intro:]
niggas hatin' on a nigga like me
how you hatin' on a nigga like...
i should let my nuts hang 
girl y'know i'm upscaled
girl you know am!
(girl you know am..)
watch me,i big spice em'
chef it up like nothing
girl you know am!
(girl you know am...)

[verse 1:]
M.I.A like Dean Blunt
text back when i feel like it
chrome hearted like them city girls
photo-ops, we mean mug em
earlobes got a sense of grief
star shaped or they shine like you
jumping jex with the mental devil
but that phone tap made you feel type new
stone wall and a stone heart
that poison ivy sure mix my youth
Judas kiss to a pimp hand
don't mean much,i know girls like you 
crush and burn,that's the way to learn 
i know bad ideas and they dressed like you
real you is your finsta with your oversize
in a pink bedroom

[outro:]
i'm king of the fall,love!
i can't trust a hoe, no!
this world is mine to own,christ!
you should call my phone ,you blocked!
(you should call me on my phone b*tchhhhhh)
fuck em,fuck u.. fuck 

BIG SPICE EM'

[verse 1:]
you funny boys cannot faze me,that's that!
troll game like the unemployed with time,nigga 
7 years havin' shit jump 'fore y'all nigga 
hopscotch on a cockroach,u buggin'
pop off like a ghost form, i'm dialed in
blueprint to your cook up, inspired you
piss off Mr-jerk-Fox...rip-off,nigga
jack trades and i roast y'all...Pork loins!
no vex: i can't parley with y'all nigga
critiques from  SoundCloud part-timer:
excuse us coz i got paid,work harder
excuse us with your low form trash album
(i'm) that guy,made "NumNum" and "Red Eyes"
gave life and i spread wings,not y'all niggaz
never had shit or a known handout nigga
trauma-farming not my thing,man i struggled
rap niggas are just rap niggas, y'all fluff
all to the facts,you were pressed 'fore now
let's keep it facts,all your circles are mine nigga
do what i do,not the other way round
women ad-lib my shit,not y'all niggaz...

[verse 2:]
did PN reach out(to you)?nigga sure not
you (ever) turn down thingz coz the money ain't right?
you had a sense of ego,now you wanna dap up?
let's keep it to the facts,back then i reached out
showed him affirmation,not the other way around
tried to make (social) links,but you niggas ain't want em'
Now it's all love,man you niggas look foul to me 
clear it on the bible,all facts, no lies nigga
remember last week: with that girl ,that's corny
hugging on hoes like you never had one,nigga
that mini conversation had you niggas pressed up, nigga 

city Bratz.

[intro:]
of course my city is a thugged out city
blunt ambition tha' could smoke you niggas
of course,of course, of course

[verse 1:]
your dark night of the soul,leaves you a bit shadowless
i haunt you in your dreams or nightmares with my animism
we ain't even equal but somehow thought you better than me
live beyond your frame but frame it how it suits yo' picture
thousand tapes like Viper (Viper the Rapper)
thousand tapes like Doelow,nigga(Doelow Da Pilotman)
thousand tapes like early Wayne(lil wayne)
thousand ways to do it better 
a thousand times she flaked on me (cut off!)
tha' one time got her putting effort (cut her off!)
we ain't going back to back
i know you steady plottin' on
man to man don't trust these niggas
jealousy goes hand in hand
middle finger back to you
niggas been my shadow clone
swear it like i taught them jutsus
now we play Rafiki say
Rafiki say he burnt the bridge
Rafiki say you dead to me
Rafiki says your idle mind is mostly why you wastin' time
you too concerned with other people,pass the judgement to yourself
watch out for the CIA,the masons got a botting system
watch!
2
3
4 (off my spirit!)

[outro:]
of course my city is a thugged out city 
mind my business still it's fuck yo' feelings
(FUCK YO' FEELINGS,NIGGA)
love ain't free,don't buy the shit they sell you
(NOTHING FREE IN THIS WORLD)
red party country,where the thieves wear suits in
of course i'm dippin',only begged your pardon
of course i did it but dat ain't yo' bidness
of course lost money,got bills,stay workin'
babe got the world feel like Meg da Stallion
of course no judgement just enjoy your senses
he paid yo' rent just to get your attention
of course he's still a lame,stay fucking his pockets
of course,of course, of course!


Hoodoo tHuggin'

MULYIRO means fire in subian.
mulyiro o bokuka..."fire burns"

Produced by Ezem.
Backing Vocals by UglyOldCreep.

[refrain:]
what they say in this bitch?
mulyiro o bokuka 
what they say in this bitch?
say what?
say huh?
what they say in this bitch?
mulyiro o bokuka 
what they say in this bitch?

[verse 1:]
in a state of God where the pretty power is a ugly lie(why?)
don't dehumanize coz my animism is a devil house(say what?)
what's a bag of clout?
not a coupon livin' for a better life
you could do without?
what you on about?
in a country housed where the best pay is the
selling rock (selling diamond nigga)
 selling pretty pebbles to the rich whites and the cooning class
we all sell outs for conformity and a piece of pie
shit is simple math but common sense ain't a common class
  
i empower women but a hypocrite coz i glorify pimpin' (he glorify it!)
i'm more P O'Neal,keep my hands safe from the evil i live in
what's a better lie?
in a green hell finding Paradise
i mean Paradise,one Zade in
i mean Paradise, Areece project
i mean Paradise...

[refrain:]
what they say in this bitch
what they say in this bitch
mulyiro o bokuka 
what they say in this bitch


[verse 2:]
it's now or never
gotta make decision,make mama cry
ma' I'm a superstar
ma' i hate myself
ma' fuck a 9 to 5
and a money God
and the screwed eye livin'
i deserve a million,you deserve a house
and your best time livin'
i'm a piece of shit,should i play it safe for the rest of my livin'?
was it really worth?from the most of things,most you niggas ain't 
bunch of funny face but the money pay
bunch of funny face but the money fame
when your money die we all die the same
most these niggas ain't really 




MULYIRO.

SING TO THE MIRROR

Prod by Ezem
backing vocals by UglyOldCreep.

[intro:]

you got problems
(you got problems)
i got problems 
(i got problems)
ey...

[chorus:]

don't stress me 
i got other things to do
bout to the hit the jack 
and cruise (oh baby)
don't stress me(no)
i got other things to do
about to leave your ass and poof(oh baby)
don't stress me
and i love myself too much
i got other things to do
i got other things to...

[verse 1:]

sad man songs never helped nobody when real life shit got people on hold
real life shit,fuck rapper shit!
at the club,back it up
head bopper shit!
keep the light in your dark,now thug that bitch!
these niggas ain't up,don't believe that shit
go dark for my light,i squabble bitch 
the dollar ain't easy, expensive shit
spend time by myself,can't think of shit
please God make a way,i need to breathe
all the hurt and the scars,say fuck that shit
who cares what they say nigga, fuck that shit
who cares what they did nigga,fuck that shit
you heal and you hurt
forgive yourself!
in the mirror look at you like i love myself 
in the mirror look at you like i love myself!

[chorus:]

don't stress me 
i got other things to do
bout to the hit the jack 
and cruise (oh baby)
don't stress me(no)
i got other things to do
about to leave your ass and poof(oh baby)
don't stress me
and i love myself too much
i got other things to do
i got other things to...

SING TO THE MIRROR.

SCHIZOPHRENIA SIMULATOR by GRIM$ and UglyOldCreep

[intro:]
burn! burn! burn!

[verse:]
i'm so terrified of people
(lose myself to no meaning)
FUCK!
i'm so terrified of people
(lose myself to the meaning)
FUCK!
i'm so terrified to picture
(don't know how to listen)
I'm so terrified! terrified! terrified!
i admit

fuck how you feel,nigga
(lose myself, sorry mama)
nah nah nah 
fuck what you think,nigga
(...Oh mama)
nah nah nah
fuck how you feel nigga
to be honest i ain't never really....fuck, nigga
(i don't even know what i want)
ion really give a fuck,nah
(God show me the way!)
ion really give a fuck
(Maybe I could cry on songs,Ok!)
FUCK!
ion really give a fuck
(Maybe i could shed my emotions,Ok!)
ion really give a fuck
(Maybe I'll be vulnerable based on-)
FUCK THAT!

i might lose it all, tonight
(fuck it all,fuck it all,fucked that)
i might lose it all, tonight
(feel the same really so fuck that!)
i might screw it all 
(found a new ho' but fuck that)
alright!
(still walk the same earth..oh nah nah)
i might lose myself
yeah yeah!


Maaaan fuck y'all niggas, man
ion give a fuck what you think, nigga
ion ion give a fuck bout you feel nigga 
(i don't really do too much these days)
ion ion give fuck what you think nigga
(i don't really do too much these days)
ion give a fuck at all
FUCK!
ion give a fuck at all
FUCK!
ion give a fuck at all
(feel like i might lose it all)
ion give a-
(maybe i'm not shit,i tried it)
i'm so terrified of people!
(lose it all)

i can't trust nobody with my sins
i might tell people,they might snitch on me
who the fuck knows who the FED is?
Nigga,am-
Maybe I'm schizophrenic,i hear voices
Maybe I see the corner of my eyelids
Maybe -

[outro:]
the competition to stay popular,they say
is intense
Y'know bad things happen in the club
Y'know bad things happen in the...
get over your head...
forget feeling....
Y'know bad things happen in the club
Y'know bad things happen in a...

BURN! BURN! BURN!

(Yeah)
this is my MODERN JAM!
this is that one song,not a love song
we don't do that here
wasichu your government pillar,my nigga
ain't no manyinga plays(money plays)
o we o wamba ahulu my boi
and va ku lwerete (oh yeaH)
this that one thing,get your two doors and the three hoes you need
Yeah I'm African
"should be humble then"
i should dumb down to fit
i'm not a activist,"where my money bitch?
where the hoes at?"...that's ME!
i can't save you lots,at my limit ends coz i know y'all don't read...
disenfranchise us:
"give them some rally food
maybe dance a few"
and take from them!
so FUCK THE GOVERNMENT,need  policies:
"get the wage funds up "
from Ngamiland and South West
guess who playin' massa?
new plantation,"we one of the good ones"
we docile,so they take from us
i know common sense ain't common since
y'all pick saviours...
niggas is pacifiers("entertain us")
niggas believe in pastors(niggas dawg)
church of theatrics nigga,shit ain't new to us
niggas is scammers,niggas is...
money is easy...
Africans-(self!)
love saviours
nigga go save yourself
nigga go choose yourself
aunty doing hard labour,still catering tryna pick her self up...
fighting the demon, fighting this war 

[outro:]
anthem of the heathens
anthem of the heathens
anthem of the...
last of the mohicans,nigga
anthem of the...(MOSH PIT!)
(DRAIN THEM!)
(FUCK SHIT!)
(FUCK FUCK FUCK)



NGOUABI BIRDZ!

this that...
this that.....
[verse 1:]
(this that)
love birds lacking heart 
(this that)
toke beam on a blunt
(this that)
smoked out in yo' eyes
(this that)
hotch potch of our past

[interlude:]
forget it all tonight, singing you all the songs
telling you what you want, beam it up
all your lights
some people just shadow watch
don't mind them,just swing a curve
your body is all i want
to live in your natures...
to live in your natures

[verse 2:]
it's that inner child , embrace denial
"beauty what you make it" talk,ghost you when the sweetener done, euphemisms help you up,can't say the truth might break your heart
can't handle time,i wasted yours...




DIS n' DAT (feat Lynn Rosie)

[intro:]
homewreckers too(too)
got a music tune(tune)
finger snap a few(few)
double back with you(you)
(move move move)
(move out the way)

[verse 1:]
we're not birds of the same,i can't crow with y'all
parade in offbrands feel like flacko bruh
need a big thigh sitting on my face fashoo
had some ex back then into forehead girls
before the groove of this life was loverboy 
now people back home just shadow watch
they cosplay marks and they average joes
gimme attitude like i did em wrong (like shit)

[interlude:]
"found a lightskin girl,left my her man back home
i ain't know she had a man,did her job to keep low
been the side man thinking that we're a main thing" :

[verse 2:]
she lost herself in a city life,
gained couple weight y'know skid morale
looking for her body in somebody's time 
she was telling me her problem and she let me fuck
of course i went ghost,we don't talk at all
she tryna double back when she lost her years
baby you ain't peak,we were kids back then 
I'm tired of euphemisms,you ain't who you thought
i ain't say it to her face that would break her heart
had a sense of resentment and wasted time 
why I'm fucking this girl she ain't worth my time 
but I charge it to the game, y'know skreets is cold
got my lick back!



Hmewrcker's groove.

[intro:]
All i wanted
Was a humble piece of pie
Babe
Show me something
Is you Shera Seven tHuggin' babe?
Really about it
Wrote your flavours in my palm babe
Show me something
Need to pick apart your crown babe
All i wanted
Yeah
You're all i wanted
Yeah Yeah
(all i wanted)
You're all i wanted
You're all i wanted
(if you need me)

[verse 1:]
Marijuana kisses with a melody from Jodeci
Y'all worship Gods like i don't exist , idolatry?
(Nigga, I'm God!)
Them ear hustle on the side, beam me mockery!
Your false light of identity is puppetry
Who's real now?don't you flicker your fallalery
Say now, heard the elephant is murmuring
Don't share rooms when the temperature is fraudulent
Monkey see,monkey do
Niggas always copy me
Slave mind,niggas owners when they whip buyin'
Crease mine when I'm steppin', nothing pretty about it

[interlude:]
Show me something
Yeah Yeah
Show me something
Yeah Yeah
Hoodoo tHuggin'
Yeah
Heard the streets will love me
Yeah Yeah
Show me something
Yeah Yeah
(Streets are gonna love me)
Yeah Yeah
Show me something
Yeah Yeah
Show me!


[verse 2:]
I've been talking to the seers and they saw the light in me!
Got reflections in the mirror show a God with crooked teeth
Can you blind me with the purpose from the evil that i see
With a growing sense of justice so i preach protect the kids
Yeah!

[interlude:]
Show me something
(Yeah, the streets are gonna love me)
Yeah
Show me something
I've been Hoodoo tHuggin' back


[outro:]
All i wanted
Was a humble piece of pie
Babe
Show me something
Is you Shera Seven tHuggin' babe?
Really about it?
Wrote your flavours in my palm babe
Show me something
Need to pick apart your crown babe
All i wanted
Yeah
You're all i wanted
Yeah Yeah
She all i wanted
Yeah
You're all i wanted
Yeah Yeah
All i wanted
Yeah
She all i wanted
Yeah Yeah
Show me Something
Yeah!
Show me Something
Yeah Yeah!




Shango!

(Thuto Hale's Seance)
[chorus:]
it might have taken us the whole night 
a whole night
felt your presence been a long time
a long while
i can do this shit my whole 
to hold mine
you're a girl that i can walk by in low times

[verse 1:]
the night that, i was torn by the trata
came back to your home coz i bled
only to find that, o ya njolela now
broken into pieces apart 
o ya indiducta now o tsentse le di frontal 
Ninizela o tsentse le di top garmets
right now you go far
Oceans, Europe


[chorus:]
it might have taken us the whole night 
a whole night
felt your presence been a long time
a long time
i can do this shit my whole 
to hold mine
you're a girl that i can walk by in low times

MATHABANELO

I'm terrible at this school of life
not A graded in my trying 'guise
former A student now 
looking like a hoodlum
recluse some,mama mad
if she knew son...her real son
then mama faints
in the wrong class,under grad
 tried my best to up score
in reality this shit won't work
i don't feel motivated,mostly why i'm skipping class
i don't have no passion for it
did to escape Kasane
Triy said he overworked
my nigga doing heavy 9,you know tha shit is every night 
telling him to keep on,y'know I'm a hypocrite
lately I'm a piece of shit
this ain't who i used to be
resumes and GPAs
might need a crystal ball to ask God...
has my ship sailed?


[outro:]
Sanity a myth in my head
(Can't keep my)
Once a bird free now shot dead
(Sanity, I)
Barely getting by
(Wanna feel alive)
Feels like a prison
I don't think you're listening

Basco Blues.

I inspire niggas
I father niggas
i've been idol worshipped
hoodoo tHuggin' nigga
Heard you niggas wana hex a nigga
New drug is human,now pump your ego
Joke is rappers,y'all got funny optics
You ain't who you copy, niggas blaming victim
Pity party from attention seeking and the world is Burning from your pussy footing

Lord forgive me for the things I'm saying
(Shit is crazy)
Y'all love to bitch and y'all love complaining
(Shit is crazy)
The world is burning but your wants are selfish
(Shit is Crazy)
I'm just a nigga and i doubt I'll make it 
(Shit is crazy)
Lord forgive them for the things I'm saying
(Shit is crazy)
I love to bitch and i love complaining 
(Shit)
The world is burning and my wants are selfish..
I'm just a nigga I've been....


[interlude:]
But i just...i don't know if i can see myself doing anything else...
and...that's really scary 
and i think that's why i don't...want to go towards it 
coz if i fail i don't know what the fuck ima do
but i just have to do it...
(Ah shit)
i just have to do it!


[chorus:]
Lord forgive me for the things I'm saying
(Shit is crazy)
Y'all love to bitch and y'all love complaining
(Shit is crazy)
The world is burning but my wants are selfish
(Shit is Crazy)
Shit is crazy
Shit is-

(the way that i-)
(the way that i-)
(the way that i-)

[Outro:]
it's like...they...they
they have tings but they don't want you to have any ting 
they are bad mind
they are kept in a barren mentality cos they want to see you suffer
all dem fuck shit 
it's like literally they prefer to sell themselves
sell them soul


Zechariah 4:10

[intro:]
Sex!
money!
all i want!
i know the world's an ugly pot
fuck politics,fuck all that stuff
want money, fame to numb myself

want to numb how i feel
(i forgot how to feel)
God God God
cleanse my spirit
laugh with me 
don't laugh at me

i'm a nobody born in a ugly world
feel like somebody when i get to be myself
skip the backstory, currently a masochist
tried my best to learn love but they bit my hand
why they leeching on my body? 
had to fumigate
I'm a fetish to the women that i entertain
and they faker than the friend that i gossip with
i'm so tired of the evil that I'm living with
i'm so terrified of people smell the jealousy
want pornstar friends, not the puritans
want rockstar girls with a(n) evil twin 
least with them, nothing hidden like my relatives 
thought i run and hide but they watching me
(loving your enemy)
i could never save the world, y'all deserve that shit 
i want to share who i am but it's killing me
I'm a product,not a man if i make it big
if i lose what i love i will kill myself 
and you wonder why I'm numb?
that's a stupid question 
it's easy,look around
You're the reason,friend.


D'Angelo.

mad man,new world
i try
i bleed sometimes 
i can't look back 
heartbreaks,some lies
and i try...
when i look back 
and i try...

world a little cross eyed,evil eye your socials
DON'T SHOW YOUR UGLY
want you in a bow tie,finger snitching clock time
YOUR WRINKLED SKIN IS...you're aging!
it's fading!....accept it!


MOTLEY JACKSON.

eventually the fire burns out!

[outro:]
but who is to blame?
all the experts had an answer:

angry heavy metal sub-culture?
Where were the parents?
violent movies? South Park?
Video games? Television? Entertainment?
Satan? Cartoon? Zoom?!
Society? Toy guns? 
Drugs?
NOW THEY ARE WATCHING!!!

GRIM$

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