HOW TO DRESS AS HUMAN

Up! Up!

I'm going up
I'm going up
I'm going up
I'm going up
I'm going up
I'm
Uh

I'm going down now
Go to downtown to let sound pound
Feel like DJ Khaled
You cant stop me being loud now
Loudmouth people get mad like it errands and they're embarrassing
Cause they'll be soonest to bow down

Your favorite game to play with me was, "Guess which way you'll twist the knife into my side"
Because you took my livelihood (almost my life)
So now I'm thinking whether not the things I learned were worth the time
Or if the damage scarred was wrong or right or dark or light

Your favorite game to play with me was, "Guess which way you'll twist the knife into my side"
Because you took my livelihood (almost my life)
So now I'm thinking whether not the things I learned were worth the time
Or if the damage scarred was wrong or right or dark or light

So I'm up
I'm going up
I'm going up
I'm going up
Up up up upupupupup
I'm going up

Up, up

I'm going up
I'm going up
I'm going up
I'm going up

Get away from you bony zero backbone piece of -
Think I'd rather rip out all my body parts than sit through more of this
I'm pissed. You promised skies, delivered pits. my spirit's split
You pitiful disguising leading, lying hypocritic skit
You played the game. I won the round
Your voice is noise. I hate the sound
Matter fact, let's double back and hit each other pound for pound
I was a king without a crown
I'm rising up. you're falling down
And I said it. I need credit like I wrote "I Get Around"

I'm going down now
Go to downtown to let sound pound
Thinking when I never have to see you like a countdown
Next time that you see me better walk away or crouch down
Bounce down. Count in, Drowned out.
Wound out
I was wound up like a puppet
Every time I tried to talk, you'd just tell me to sh-sh-shove it
Never gonna talk it down or hold it back or t-t-tuck it
You can hate me now, but one day, I will make you learn to love it

I'M GOING UP

HA HA HA HA! No transition
I'm a man on a mission
No pain in a pan in the kitchen
Mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah start kissin'
It's official. I love attention (Ha, ha, ha, ha!)
No pain in a pan in the kitchen
Mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah start kissin'
Eye-line girl into Bass Pro fishin'

Uh, they're all painting me stupid
Uh, long in the front like I'm Snoopy
Uh, don't say anything moving
Uh, I like her rolls like lumpia

(Ah, ah, ah)
Kevin alone like Macaulay Culkin
Your lies aren't you onta somethin'
All fake Ks like Oli London

Sometimes I say things that I don't believe in
Just to get into people's brains
And I have spread into lethal range
Sometimes I talk on things I have no degrees in
For no reason
Complex Napolean

See you this evening
I see you this evening
Like seasons I change and I age and I weaken
I passed her by, so just call me a deacon
Feel like Gaston with music from Sweden
Sometimes, I'm talking without meaning
Sometimes, I'm thinking without speaking
And sometimes I forget to say bye before I start leaving

Disintegrate, disassociate
Nothing's real. Don't create
No expressions-every face
Embrace nothing, leave no trace

Build our cities, fight the wars
Dance and sing, pandering (pandering)
All the while, we cannot shake
The nagging sense it's all a fake

Scurry, hustle, chase success
Trapped up in a horrid mess
Efforts frail, ambitions grand
watch him eat the specks of sand

He needs it by the month
He needs it by the month
He's from the South
He usually tells buddy to go back inside his house

(Hey, hey, look at me)
(Thanks)

HA HA HA HA! No transition
I'm a man on a mission
No pain in a pan in the kitchen
Mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah start kissin'
It's official. I love attention (Ha, ha, ha, ha!)
No pain in a pan in the kitchen
Mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah start kissin'
Eye-line girl into Bass Pro fishin'
Uh, they're all painting me stupid
Uh, long in the front like I'm Snoopy
Uh, don't say anything moving
Uh, I like her rolls like lumpia

(Ah, Ah, Ah Ahhh!) Cool new things I do
Haven't been outside
How is the sky because I think it's blue?

Let me just say let me just say something
Got one day and you all did nothing
Some of you need to meet me outsideeeeee
Okay, I'm just bluffin'
Follow my arrow like Musgrave loving
Get an A+ cause I gave something
So bored, I might just copy myself
We're jumping
We're punching
We're pulling seduction

You're bragging about cuffing season (Golden retriever...)
But your boyfriend's ugly
No money monsters looking like Michael and Sully
You aren't funny
And If you rate girls, then you won't find anyone loving
I like to go out the country
I got a two hundred quintillion inside my duffel
You know im not fronting, uh

NO TRANSITION

Dear Evelyn
I am
Not gonna send this letter
No love
Was given to me off of a silver spoon
So I learned how to savor off a blade
We both know I don't move how I used to move
Love me just the same
Love me just the same
I wrote you a song
You didn't sing it back
I wrote you another song
And you're singing it wrong
Woke up today (Good morning!)
(I just want to go back to sleep) I just need more time
I wrote you a third song, fourth song
Fourth time, four eyes
See you on the courtside
Swing and a miss
I laugh at you
Had to (Hold still!)
(1, 2,3!) I'm still mad at you
Let me go back to the past
(Slap!)
I just slapped past you
(Hold st-Hold)
Still woke up today (Good mo-)
(Just wanna go back to sleep)
I memorize the patterns of your teeth and your anatomy
I'd rather dream
It's easier than unraveling why you do not grab at me
Cause I'm the only one obsessed with you who doesn't have to be
I'm cool
You're cool
We're cool
So why isn't this happening?
I'm actually matter-of-factly perplexed so this is sadden-
I wrote you a song
You didn't sing it back
I wrote you another song
And you're singing it wrong
Woke up today (Good morning!)
(I just want to go back to sleep) I just need more time
I wrote you a third song, fourth song
Fourth time, four eyes
See you on the courtside
Swing and a miss
I laugh
At you
Had to (Hold still!)
(1, 2,3!) I'm still mad at you
Let me go back to the past
(Slap!)
I just slapped past you
(Hold st-Hold Still)
(Ill ill ill ill ill ill ill)
(Ill ill ill ill ill ill ill ill)
(Ill ill ill ill ill ill ill ill)
(Ill ill ill ill ill ill ill ill)
Hold still

Hold Still!

I saw twenty seven bodies when at Grand Lake
They were dropped
Unless getting shot
I felt panic for the plot
I went to the spot
They did not ask me for ID
There was not a single cop
Even near the liquor shop
Pop pop! close the door on me and get your fingers caught
Knock knock! In control like a top stock stopcock
Hot like a wok and you're following me
Like a shepherd with his flock
But I'm like a master lock

Can't copy! They're playing with their money all sloppy
Like monopoly. Nobody can stop me
I'm paparazzi the way I flash, snap no floppy
I could buy old school Atari

Running out of energy. No triple-A
I feel myself slip away
Shot in the dark. Made it ricochet
I can't scrub away my past
I'll probably end up double-A
And fail tryna run away with a priming double date

Uh, give all of my orders like a mandate
Stoop myself so I can think
Now I can't stand straight
We can't talk
We don't think the same and I can't translate
I don't think it can wait
I got manmade struggles handmade
Things you cannot patch up with a band-aid
Things that you cannot patch up with fanmail and grants paid
Demands made that without a plan I can't change
Damn straight

And I talk like I'm in La Folie
And I take the recognition like R.O.C
Do things myself to keep my R.O.E high
Know my trajectory like stars know the sky

But I don't know anything else about myself
Or if there's someone there to help
Or if there's someone there to help
Or if there's someone there to help
Or if there's someone there to help
Or if there's someone there to help
Or if I'll end up on the shelf

CAN'T COPY

I make no money!!!
this is a beat by pipe bomb that issbrokie edited 
i redid this with his/her beat-https://youtu.be/eQvWDfVaqr8
song from-https://soundcloud.com/issbrokie/jams

Issbrokie Jams! (prod. pipe bomb) (perfect instrumental)

Emergency Cat Photos (Come home Mittens!)

NOT MADE BY ME MADE BY ISSBROKIE/SHTEPPIE 

JAMS! - Issbrokie

(hook:)
fuck, do u mean, i aint her
boi dats nasty work
talk, on the team, okay bitch
yo whole pack get merc’d
i ain’t never seen a motherfucker
talkin on my name like i won’t blast a jerk
why you worried bout my guap
when u ain’t even stacked it first

(verse:)
bitch,
i aint never stopped dis shit for nobody
lil bitch you’ll really get stomped
if u trippin about me
i’ll put a bitch in a trunk if they trippin around me
i’m smokin spliffs of da runtz til my vision get cloudy
a broke bitch typa cunt run yo outta yo county
u wanna talk like a dunce? cool, lets get rowdy
“A-PAP PAP!” make em dance u gon need u a bounty
to take me down, man i hate when these fuckboys doubt me
do me a favor 
i aint doin ya dirty if i aint paid first
2 glocks, big ass like tracer
i’m finna hit matt walsh witta lazer
i aint fuckin wit u, boi, u a chaser
chokeslam a beat, undertaker
more i get real, be the more y’all get faker
quit talkin bout a bitch, u a hater
you worried bout a bitch while i’m worried bout paper
fuck
yeah aight
wallet supersized
talkin on my guys
i let bullets fly
yeah aight
wallet supersized
talkin on my guys
i let bullets fly
i let haters die
i let haters cry
you don’t care bout rights
u jus alt right
pullin up in that “whatchamacallit”
in the trap, home alone, feel like macaulay culkin
i’m prolly talkin up ya shawdy if ya main thotty callin
lil hoe i’m stayin in that H20 like a dolphin
u’d think i’m polyamorous the way yo shawdy, n mama, n auntie, n grandma all hit it prolly leave u astonished,
hakuna matata the way i’m livin, honest to brahma,
i gotta get gualla the only typa drama i follow, issbrokie!

(hook:)
fuck, do u mean, i aint her
boi dats nasty work
talk, on the team, okay bitch
yo whole pack get merc’d
i ain’t never seen a motherfucker
talkin on my name like i won’t blast a jerk
why you worried bout my guap
when u ain’t even stacked it first
fuck, do u mean, i aint her
boi dats nasty work
talk, on the team, okay bitch
yo whole pack get merc’d
i ain’t never seen a motherfucker
talkin on my name like i won’t blast a jerk
why you worried bout my guap
when u ain’t even stacked it first

ISSBROKIE - NASTYWERKKKK! (prod. femtanyl)

prod. Charon

Dodging fuckin bullets like neo
I just need me ho
It’s becoming very evident to me tho
That people struggle to be people
What’s the deal tho
I struggle to see the fuckin appeal
Go back the my roots
I’m not holding back no feels tho

I’m not holding back nun 

Like try keep up wit me
I roll another up 
Try to concentrate 
On other things
If you thinkin bout livin 
then pls don’t hesitate
Always got bread to get 
Never runnin fuckin late since I switched up 
And been my own boss
Don’t fuckin hate for the sake of it
Check up in that mirror bitch
I keep my mouth closed less they pay me least in dividends 
They say I’m wreckless
A cause for concern 
I Think they jealous
No ice just shit up in my head I wear my mothers fuckin necklace
And I still got more up in my net worth bitch


RP33 2025

SIEGE [prod. charon]

Listen to this on Spotify!
https://open.spotify.com/album/0spBSZbigZaJzPssoyAQZp

Download this EP for free/pay what you want at my Bandcamp! 
https://maglo.bandcamp.com/album/never

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