Practice Session - Diplo

[Lyrics]
I can't sit around venting to my girl no more
It’s sad to say, but she ain’t known as ‘my girl’ no more
I'm tryna give these guys lines they won't think to ignore
And just to rap for some fun ill fly to Singapore
Tired of laying on my back, thinkin' bout these memories
Tryna look ahead, and I’m hoping for some reverie
Remember how it goes, get some liquor in your system
light up some reefer, let your thoughts be distant.
Remember at 17, I spoke to Mary J’s label
Too hungry to know she fed fables
Yeah, and when she said my first track was dope
I played a hot beat, and I started to flow
When I ain't get the green light something told me to go
But there  was something in my head that kept telling me no,
For like a second, I came back in and broke necks
Failed to keep her close, just like Delvin and Vex.

Cheer up

Updated adlibs etc.
[Lyrics]

I be that inner city kid, with a vision that is sick
But im coughin up my lungs and my livers feelin shit. 
Chillin with a spliff, I should probably stop.
When people ask whats your favourite hobby, its pot.
Like the shotty, im blocked
Yeah my mindframe shut, at the height of shame bruh, and my life stays stuck. 
Look, i stay lit with the bic in my hand, im pickin up grams, theyre beached, like im livin in sand.
I aint kiddin, yeah im livin in the coldest rain, chillin with some whore in may, so far from my call to fame, slowly drivin me insane,
Fuck a ball and chain and fuck every single girl that says we're all the same.
August came and the winter was more cold than ever, so many exes on the map i still cant find the treasure, 
More the better but my cheddars at a new low, this dudes broke with some weed and just a few smokes
Hes joking im still waiting for the laugh, waiting no debating that im hating on my past

I don't really get the people in this world
Who knew you could find a lot of evil in a girl, shit
And I really had my fair share bro
When it comes to my music it scares them hoes
All thinking each and every song is about them
Bitch you ain't the only girl that I fucked around with
Right now, I'm living in a rut
I will keep it spitting hot, til' I hit the crickets stop
And when I do, I'll go ahead and take a bow
And yes I fuck with chicks but I'm never playing fowl
A lot of haters talk me down but I love it
Cause' love is really hate you fucking clown you're just bugging
On the real, i think the smokings catching up to me
Yaking up my lungs, yelling out that it's enough for me
But shit, I can't really stop
The calm is too far and my palms is feeling hot, damn

And in the last 18 months, I've had 2 foul relationships
I hate this stuff
My ex ex said I'd never amount to shit
Yeah, good joke, A-ha no doubt you bitch
An ounce of piff, see I'm stuck in slow pace
Smoking weed and eating fucking oats ay
My throat aches and my heart's feeling weird bro
The road's straight but I can't see that clear yo
And so it's back to the Philippines
Rap with the illest steeze
Laxed I be living free
You know it's crack when I'm spitting frees
Clap if you feeling these, wack little bitch Emcees
That's right, I thrive in the silence
Rhyme so nice, don't disguise it for kindness
High off the vibrance, my remedies floating
Hennessy toasted, got to keep my enemies closer

pfft album

Angst (Prod by Chuki) [Recorded on Iphone mb] [Lyrics in Desc]

MDNGHT THGHTS -

Buying a recording setup in a few weeks

Lyrics:

Headed to the top, man I’m never gonna stop
album gonna drop, wait in line, gotta cop.
Got the green rolled up, got the lean in the cup,
got the xan in the hand, we about to blaze up
Got the north face jack-et on my back man,
never givin up, an i never fuckin slack man
Ready with the gat in my hand, with the mac man 
in the back of the cadillac, no crack man
Feelin fine, feelin blue, feeling whack, feeling hella fused, 
never know what to do, where to go, I’m so confused. 
we coming with the freestyle on the beat,
With the shots to ya dome not the chrome on my teeth
I’m so fuckin sick of this beef 
and the fuckin GC
Maybe cop a plane ticket, maybe end up 6 feet
in the ground where i finally find my peace

Ima spit for a minute on this beat 
always laid back smoking token on dat leaf
Don’t let me out I’m trapped in my cage
Im full of doubt when its pen to page
I be sipping on dat lean, pills are my cuisine
Shout out to ooze bump your tunes with my team
Sifting through my essence shit, Always second guessing shit, 
Money on my mind man fuck das some depressing shit
Im feeling down feeling, cop a canny for the heck of it
before i know, might need 6 just to feel some shit
acid pack 100 hits, shrroms caps and hash bricks,
chop up that green mane and add it to the fukn mix

Sick [Prod. ondivil] [Demo]

[lyrics]

Livin a life never thought that i would
Smoke up a swisher, light up a wood
You fucked with my head girl, you fucked with it good, 
fuck did you do; never thought that you could, but you did.

Better pause and play your part
after all im torn apart
But thats what happens when you kept up in the dark
And get neglected from the start
everything you do
gone in a second
my heart is breaking 
i dont wanna know its true
im not prepared now 
i am scared now
tell me im a fool
tell me im a fool for believing this
i just cant believe that im hearing this
i just cant believe that you are leaving this
now everything changed
my mind is trapped in a cage
my sadness turn into a rage
and i know that its not just a faze
i just wanna wake up in the morning
see the look on your face
its a shot no warning
i got no tears left to cry
you didnt even say goodbye
man tell me you are back
and you never left now
tell me its a secret
that you kept now
tell me its a lie
tell me its a lie...
i dont say bullshit
talking facts now
all those messages
that i text you
tell me its a lie x
tell me youre alive x...

FUKN OATH

L I E S [Freestyle]

New setup just muckin around

Demons in my head, tryna bring me down, 
tell me I’m not worth it I’m worthless but how, 
I’m doing all I can, and I’m going all out. 
And all deez mothafukas they be playin me foul.
Walkin down the street with a baggy in my hand 
lookin down at my feet call it supply and demand 
Whippin ket up my nose so I’m feelin hella sleepy, 
I’m sick and tired of these mothafukas on the gc, Dey sleezy, 
dees whack mcs ain’t gonna reach me,
I’m headed to the top, ain’t never gonna stop, 
till we stacking up that gwap, and the album gonna drop, 
wait in line gotta cop, packin up a beug, nah man packin up a few,
for my homies feelin down and feeling blue, 
never know where to go or what to do.

Brain cells fried from his drug addiction
I be poppin pills without a prescription
Packing beugs on beugs till my lungs bust
But keep it going g
Until the bowls empty grab another OZ
N you pop another molly
Swear it’ll let you fly
You’ll be soaring thru the sky
Changing up dimensions
I forgot to mention
It’ll open up your third eye
So I pop it time after time
Till I’m wonderin why
I’m still alive
thinking let’s die
Just let our souls fly
Soar to the other side
But when we arrived
We seen, it ain’t what it seemed to be
It’s filled with demons and false dreams
No paradise for you or me
Only death n darkness for eternity

Vice City Remix - Freestyle

Sex for Breakfast

Meh [Prod. Yusei]

Headed to the top, man I’m never gonna stop
album gonna drop, wait in line, gotta cop.
Got the green rolled up, got the lean in the cup,
got the xan in the hand, we about to blaze up
Got the north face jack-et on my back man,
never givin up, an i never fuckin slack man
Ready with the gat in my hand, with the mac man 
in the back of the cadillac, no crack man
Feelin fine, feelin blue, feeling whack, feeling hella fused, 
never know what to do, where to go, I’m so confused. 
we coming with the freestyle on the beat,
With the shots to ya dome not the chrome on my teeth
I’m so fuckin sick of this beef 
and the fuckin GC
Maybe cop a plane ticket, maybe end up 6 feet
in the ground where i finally find my peace

Ima spit for a minute on this beat 
always laid back smoking token on dat leaf
Don’t let me out I’m trapped in my cage
Im full of doubt when its pen to page
I be sipping on dat lean, pills are my cuisine
Shout out to ooze bump your tunes with my team
Sifting through my essence shit, Always second guessing shit, 
Money on my mind man fuck das some depressing shit
Im feeling down feeling, cop a canny for the heck of it
before i know, might need 6 just to feel some shit
acid pack 100 hits, shrroms caps and hash bricks,
chop up that green mane and add it to the fukn mix

Numbbb[Prod. YZ]

Addictions - [Prod. ZEROSAND1NES]

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