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CINNAMON

HAARPER - CINNAMON

DOUBLE DARE! (feat TEDDY SLUGZ) [Prod. SXMPRA]

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Lyrics:
In my mask
Watch me whip and dash
You cannot surpass
It’s the hash
Slanging and I slash
Welcome to the past
To the match
Groupies at the door
Who be at ya show
No one knows
All the things I know
Except you gotta go

Eskimo when I kill the seal
Kyuubi out the field
Every note that I make is real
Murder rob and kill 
Can’t find my tracks
But I’m in the back
Yo bitch on my lap
She cap fo cap
Lyin to yo face so that I can smash her

She dropping her knees faster
She knows that I’m yo captor
If you wanna brawl I’ll knock yo head off like a kappa
Take yo throne to front row
You’ve lost yo mind yo control
The rays gon shower lead
And burn all those who cannot uphold 

Made in the fire with the high tide
Puttin my time in divine, make it tye dye 
Stirring my life in the bank from the pipeline
Getting my sight open to the very thing that broke
Me and my effigy and bones
Got the godhand on my side on my throne
Now I can take it and shape it and break what I’ve hated, not jaded, elated invading ya home 

In my mask
Watch me whip and dash
You cannot surpass
It’s the hash
Slanging and I slash
Welcome to the past
To the match
Groupies at the door
Who be at ya show
No one knows
All the things I know
Except you gotta go

I got my ana and I got my shiv
And I got that damage with only one click
Got my boot with the blade
Know I’m coming with the kick
Gonna knock yo head off
to the floor like bricks
Now I’m off breaking bread with yo one true hoe
And I’m getting that head and I’m getting that row
And I’m getting all that money but I’m keeping my soul
Keep it low like a crow 
Like Lee when I go

iCARUS (Prod. HAARPER) - HAARPER

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Lyrics:
Watch ya tone ‘fo I set the tone
Hit ya with that drone
Gotta clone but they never home
Call you on the phone
You gon know aint no way out
Do not stay out
I done see it all befo you a pussy 
played out

Bring my ana and my blaster
Ima start the raid now
Ima tag ya all ya matter will not matter laid out
It’s the trapper of the season
Ima make it rain now
Talk about a stupid mothafucka with a ruger from the gutter gonna take em to another fuckin plane like OOH

Look another punk
Think you bigger
You a stickler
That’s enough 
Pull the trigger 
Yellow sticker 
On the ground 
Gettin rid of all the litter
Toe taggin all my opposition they cannot get rid of me  

Jump with the pump
Make another fuckin punk get sunk
Break another fuckin chump
Pop pop to a runt
Make em cough
Like I hit em with a blunt 
Cough drop
Take ya soul then I punt

Ima put em in the earth
Jump start the birth
Got my choppa
Gonna put ya in the mothafuckin dirt
Neferpitou in a hearse 
But I seen much worse
People slipping to chaos succumb to the curse I’m the catalyst 

I don’t need a key
Cause I be breaking through the lock
Ima throw another stone right through yo window call a cop
I be stompin choppin up the block the blicky make ya drop
It gets sticky when she get my hicky 
She all on my

I made you the way that you are
Everybody wanna be me but they way too far
Cannot keep up, get yo green up
Got another c cup with her knees up
In yo Prius 
Teacups with chamomile
In my camo in ammo fields
With the banner get banned right here
Ima banish the plan is clear

Watch ya tone ‘fo I set the tone
Hit ya with that 
Watch ya tone ‘fo I set the tone
Hit ya with that 
Watch ya tone ‘fo I set the tone
Hit ya with that drone 
Gotta tone
Hit ya with that
Hit ya with that

HAARPER -  GOJIRA (Prod. HAARPER)

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Lyrics:
It’s about time that I fucked yo bitch
I put in my time and I got myself rich
And I took a couple lines and I made em to hits
She knowing my sign but she don’t wanna dip
Unless it’s skinny
She gon make it pop like remy
I be in her gut like henny
She be thick like Jenny
Goin one round, nah many
Spitting f’s out like Fendi 
Ima break it all down 

Level the plains
But ima be up in my plane without shame 
And I’m bringing the ruckus the roughest I’ll murk all you puppets
Your debt is now due
Hear the audible trumpets 
preceding my entry 
Pop pop
Gun shot to yo sentry
What you think we came down here friendly
I can see all the green and the envy
It’s fake love
Thats enough
Ridin my coattails and my nuts
Cause my capital greater 
They storming the crater 
For anything at all, the atoms and crumbs

Crash landed
I managed to lose some of my baggage
Them bandits can have it
They gon get hit red handed 
Fuck a third eye
And yo birds eye
They will learn why
They cannot contain me or surround I got that turbine
Survive, you won’t survive
When she earn my 
Time and now it’s tickin
She gon put my hand on her thigh
Carjacked
Get back on the tarmac
Fuck a carfax
Get slapped by my large sack 
Bar packed
Till I clap with the AK
If you wanna fight me know it’s gonna be a melee

Girl unbuckle my belt 
Follow my lead
And leave yo cells
Gon free yo self
Don’t see yourself
I’m really gonna take you to yo real self
Shawty wanna go and get up under sheets
Under my skin
No way no where
Scarlet letter on her back without care
But I don’t really notice cause I’m pulling her hair
Gonna go in like I came from famine
Gonna head out like I’m playing backgammon
Never gave a fuck 
Talking bout me, can’t stand him
But why she on my pole
Like a shake junt dancin 
Fake punks, ain’t one, take none
Ray gun, ray charles, can’t stun
Miss me with that bullshit
Cause I’m all out of patience 

She just wanna stay young
But this shawty, she ain’t mine
They just wanna play dumb
I ain’t wasting any time
I been waitin say something
All these opps they on my line
They stay on that pay phone
I got money on my mind

HAARPER - NOTHING IS FOREVER

lyrics:

When I see yo face I wanna puke
Juke juke juke juke 
fuck out the way
I know you know I got the juice
I'm through
Boutta whip the hammer and the broom
Everybody juh assume
But I'ma bring the Fuckin doom 
Ima juke
On you you you
You make me wanna puke when you do the thangs you do
I'm through
Thotties see me flyin to the moon
So I let em come thru they can play my skin flute

Smellin Fuckin fresh
No downy
I bee Feelin high like I'm off a pot brownie 
Where the Fuckin purp time to bring in my bounty
She drop her mini skirt
Got a mothafucka howling

I don't really care fo all the talk I don need that
Mothafuckas talk so much they gonna need a C pap 
When I see that booty shakin
Peter like I need that
Put it in her butt
Fo the bust
I don't need that (kids) 

Pop pop
Pop pop
On a bitch
She slop
Sloppy
Like she floppin like a fish
You a flop
Old news floppy disk
My ex is a bitch
Don't text go fish

PUKE [PROD. HAARPER]

IGOTBANNEDFROMHEAVEN

Imma take a mothafucka to the grave mane 
Slain 
Lay in vain 
See what happens when a mothafucka play 
Lame games 
Cellophane 
And a blade to the brain 
And Another fuckin' day and imma boutta' go insane 

I’m stuck up in my mind and I’m locked in a far away place 

 I’m Waiting for an angel to retract these Motha fuckin' chains

I be Stuck within walls that reflect all the evil shit that I commit 
Mirror mirror on the wall please watch me 
sacrifice a bitch 
And the shit I spit is blasphemous I really must admit 

But I don’t give a fuck so you really outta luck 
So take that up with another young buck 

I spray like a mothafuckin' AK four to the seven 
Mac eleven Imma 
Send another fucker to heaven 
Are they really even gonna let him
Send him back 
Cos they see that his soul has been standing within my presence

they be puttin' up a mothafuckin' image of my  face and labelling it red so I can never enter in the gates 

Death mane mothafucka 
Come from the grave 
I’m Takin a blade up out the thang 
And erasing ya name 
You think you know me pussy boy
What you know ain’t the case
I’m a psychopathic mothafucka straight out the gate 

So there’s blood up on the walls and you missin' a tooth 

 Yo carcass layin' on the floor guess you know what I do 

I Take a mothafucka's soul when I spit in the booth 

You see a demon can be seen as standing up for the youth 

Takin up a pass time makin' it they last time 
Pussy mothafucka's every one of you is past prime 

Gripping to life like a mortal and cry 
the tears start to burn now the acid is dry  

 I pull up to yo place with intentions surely cruel

Got a mask up on my face and that shit is nightmare fuel 

Bitch I’m
Makin' my way through these alternate plains searchin' for a humane way to cease all the pain 
Cos I'm just so
Sick 
Of the way shit is
Imma take away the pain so that we can live

Fuck the government eaters runnin' this shit 
I’ll Kill the man and burn the world so we can get away from the whip

Death mane mothafucka 
Come from the grave 
Takin a blade up out the thang 
And erasing ya name 
You think you know me pussy boy
What you know ain’t the case
I’m a psychopathic mothafucka straight out the gate

HAARPER - GOJIRA (Prod. HAARPER)

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