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Produced by Tranquis
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Music video dropping 8-28 at
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Perspectives (prod. Tranquis)

I made a rap song, hope you guys like it.

the beat is my remake of J Dilla - Life

Entropy

Ceilings

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Ceilings (Feat. MagickTheMenace)

Had some fun with this one. 

Featuring/Mixed by @grifcantsleep 
Art by @brandonabueg
Enjoy :)

LYRICS: 


Now ive never been the type that would beg for the attention
Always in the corner with some headphones on
People think im mad cause my blank expression
But really im just focused tryna let go of
 
Thoughts of my ex girl, the next girl, the last
I'm Impressed that I’m blessed I can check off the past
Man I rap to release all the tension 
It reeks of depression
And constant panic attacks

But fuck that 
Zig zags for a jay 
Backwoods blue dream when i call it day 
Oralé homie tossed me a corona 
The girl im tryna get at steady blowin up my phone 

Ya know it cant get much better 
46 texts man i might go get her 
Make that 47 cause i heard another *ding* 
She sent another text said i can't get wetter 

After one time man ima be her trend setter 
Blue sweater favorite one that she can't throw away 
Shorty too hot, she need to cool down 
Ima quench her thirst 
Ima be her lemonade 
Hook: 
I want you 
Girl ima tell you straight that's the way i am 
I want you 
My love is like a drug you don't understand 

Griffin: 
I been on my shit where the job site huh? 
Put the work in 
Strict with the verbs but I slack on the nouns 
Me? 
Ain't losing my head in the gold 
See? 
Blow loud till I'm full 
The sound in my throat 
Been crowd in the roads 
So fuck what you're on 
Stay advancing the poems 
Holding my key 
I might just freak on some drums like BWAH 
Yeah 
I was eager to run just needed a month 
I know how you sleepin on me 
Ain't been stoppin the growth
Ima hop in the bush 
So cold when I'm cookin the flows(Aye)
Old soul with the hook 
Stay roamin the coast 
From Brooklyn to Newport 
Just look where your moves 
I'ma fuck with the sonar yeah 
Put it in the beat for a snare 
Comin at me be prepared 
Study that, grow out your hair 
Samson I'm ramblin here 
But still on my A1 shit 
They said there's no replacements 
They want tips? 
Tell 'em Kick it at my place just like watch 
Runnin up the board like watch 
Crews county comin up the coast on lock 
Sayin oh just watch like 

Hook



Okay so I just woke up
Last night’s a little vague but I taste throw up
Had a little much to drank and I made little lust
with the shorty from the first verse 
Said she wanna fuck

I Want You ft. griffin

LYRICS ON GENIUS:https://genius.com/Mr-master-devil-moon-lyrics

LYRICS ON GENIUS

devil moon

LYRICS ON GENIUS: https://genius.com/Mr-master-like-strange-lyrics

like strange

Shouts out to operator16 for guest vocals on the hook.

second guess myself and then I just give in
what I life I've lived,
wrestle with my thoughts and try to go to bed
what a night this is
effortless to just exist and feel this way,
why must I feel this pain, every day is just a sick reminder
that I'm growing old alone, and I know I'll never find her

Ticking timer in the kitchen
ticking timebomb clinch perpscription pills 
rinse my hands of discontent and sip until I get my fill
sunny days are hazy still, 
hate the self to pay the bills
waste the life chasing things you'll never find
you're better off
just never having been at all
Wish I could just forget it all
I've forgiven every flaw
they forget to ever call
miss me with that sorry
only sorry when you see me
my satisfaction only happens
in the  form of getting even

Hey
I just wanna get away
I just wanna better place 
to call my home

Where the love don't hurt
and the drugs all free
so we're all fucked up
and they bump my beats
and the bank dont call
and the car dont break
and my hands don't shake
and the heart don't ache
where my dad don't dip
and my mom stay too
and I want that past
but it just ain't true
and I want you back
but I know its through
man the grass so green
when you feel this blue

cuz the voice in my head want me dead
Im annoyed, Im in awe, I'm avoiding the truth of at all
cuz the more that I grow, well it shows, and I know
that the reason I feel so alone is my fault
I don't ever leave
I don't even give em a reason to come
I'd rather be lonely at home drunk as fuck
wasting away, shake me awake when its done

Home

Tailend of a tumultuous gaffe. 
One day, we'll look back on this and falsify laughs. 
mr. master, how blackface is a charcoal mask, 
on a scale of Jim Crowe to 
Jimmy Kimmel's skit about Karl Malone's ass?
Well I'm glad you didn't ask. 
Strict curfew that I chuck bricks through. 
This panther perfume give 'em trust issues.
Big size stink lines as the kids craft flowers outta colored tissue. 
Ignorance is strength, and ultra is too. 
Livin' off elbow grease and yellow Peeps. 
Hello, my fellow neets. Let's go weep. 
Melo-Desus sung by Mero Streep. 
Adjust your ears until my voice is barely audible. 
Calibration complete. 
Chairman of the bored with an E. 
Any MC eggin' squared ain't read deep. Sediment cheap. 
Walk on water below thirty-two degrees. Capitalist invasion.
Rip the flow at the risk o' tangling yourself in patent litigation. 
Channel my inner Naismith. Rules made to break 'em. 
Max in truth rate per datum. 
Dragged me to the asylum but I'm too sane so it's Salem. 
Used to rap about how good I rap. Now it's just demonstration. 
Junked a clunker dunkin' donuts by the dumpsters. 
Utter shitshow. 
Can't decide if I wanna rhyme that with Ditko, schizo, or Gitmo. 
Listen. Lesson in loosening that last lasso. 
Angst but no angst, fashhole. 
Pipeline backed until it discharge like bug zap. 
School bell bellin' brought the lunchbox bunch back. 
Drenched in wench stench. 
Treacherous. Lecherous. Animalistic. 
Bit straight through the metal 
in my medal from the oppression olympics. 
Far from the best but I’m blessed. Yes. 
You don’t know who spiked the punch with Dulcolax? Guess. 
Hands up, you're under duress. 
Hands down, I'm one of the greats. 
Lowercase m's like Q with the capital H. 
I need an incinerator, stat. 
What's the opposite of the Hippocratic oath? Because I took that. 
The man since the plans were models made from Erector sets, 
and won't stop till ultra passes the Bechdel test. 
The Legend of Zelig: A Link to the Present Tense. Yes. 
The only rapper that I'm happy is dead? X. 
On your mark, get set, stress. 
Nerdcore's best kept. 
Hush hush. Wink wink. Nudge nudge. Sudden infant death. 
Turning my back with my arms wrapped 
is the closest I’ve gotten to sexual contact. 
Involuntarily. Sell a bit o’ this spam to these Elliot stans. 
Mask it as a red pill. In reality, you got red hands. 
Jam. Anything that flies on anything that moves. 
You expect me to prove inexorable truths? 
/r/woooosh like competitive luge. 
That's a down air like Ken, 
and a splat like Ken from In Bruges.
Hoodie doubles as a flotation device. 
Rar o' drums that I stole straight from Splice keep me awake at night. 
Way too many splotches on my record to be offered tenure. 
All that and more, next time on mr. master's small adventure. 
Ugly.

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