LIVE FROM THE BASEMENT (Prod.RileyGee)

much love to @chops_chops for the sp repair

x CHOP!-fedex.crosscountry

growthitches

growthitches - Omega Rift | Prod. BATBXY |

kisatrix beat tapes vol 1.   ( groggs tribute tape soon )
made entirely on sp404

kung fu honey tea (beat tape 1)

Changes- Mali(prod Brokebwoy)

prod. nobody

lyrics:
Sorry momma 
Don’t want you to be lonely
Just wanna be alone
Trying not to keep it phony
My face buried in these pillows deep as all my love
And though my love is strong I will say you barely know me
It ain’t your fault and I know
In case you need me I’m close
But I prefer the case cold
And so the cases stay closed
Just like my door
I say my rhetoric is poor
You’d prolly lift me up and push me to be better than before
But as we distance I suspect it gets harder to understand
Tryna pick apart myself
I got the straws within my hand
And the last one is coming soon
Could count the days on my hands
Momma claims that I’m entranced
Then she claim that I’m advanced huh
This relationship is cancer
They cancelled everyone I promise I’m the answer 
I say my mantras 
And pray to Him above
If I can’t fit this glove
Please fix this broken love

MOMMA

sum leftover beats from my new project over at https://soundcloud.com/aaronthomas27

1. aint
2. nextome
3. snow
4. yu
5. strs.
6. meek
7. cmon
8. plate
9. glide

LEFTOVERS

Beats made from August 8th - September 5th, 2020

Ever Do Wrong

prod. nobody

lyrics:
Ain’t been making sense
I been tryna keep it buck
Just tryna be honest cuz myself just ain’t enough
Talking to my momma, love the way she lift me up
Ain’t seen my father in a minute I just pray he missing us
I felt abandoned like that day I missed the bus
Let that shit haunt me cuz I never made a fuss
One day I’m gonna pop and let the puss run
Momma get to feeling down she got a plus one
Got my big boy pants
Came with no buckle
Got my own chin and it broke my own knuckles
And there’s nothing below it
Tip toeing over trash from a wanna be poet
I’m a stoic
Wash my hands in the grief that we knowing
The only way to get clean
Keep flowing

get clean

prod. nobody

lyrics:
Been tryna focus on my pen lately
Seen my homies blowing up it made me think maybe
I could really do it
Reflect on shit that I been through it’s really been crazy
Now we gotta move it
Blood red ink
Mistakes I made
Are laid upon the pages
Learning how to turn em with the ages
Told myself that I just need patience
So I carry these emotions like a keepsake
My mirror seeing bleak faces
But I been told that nothing ever lasts
Hope that ain’t applying to my raps
I been checking in my bag like we at the port
Scribbling these rhymes
My first and last resort
Finally found a home I couldn’t ask for more

kung fu honey tea (beat tape 1)

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