this is old. i never saved the project file and i had to put something out so i did it.

Jon Taffer (prod. Lethal Insomniac)

Lyrics

[Hook]
Get money my super power
Chuck E. Cheese money shower
When you do that erry hour
Love to hate you, like it's Howard
Getting tail from two bitches
How we call that? Miles Prower
She leaking pussy juice on me
How we call that? Meow water

[Verse 1]
So many bitches I deflowered I could make a lei out it
If you see the bosses talking boy you better stay out it
Erry, body, see, how we move so see yo way out it
I'm balling with this money but, boy I do not play about it (Yeah bitch)
Oh, ay ay, is that car paid off? (The fuck !?)
Ay, come on man, ay— just be straight up
Posted with a cool caption leaning up against it
He don't even own the title it's a lien against it
Eugh, ok that's enough of that money talk
Yeah, how many a y'all got that money walk? Eugh
Ain't about what you got about how you keep it
Yeah, that's the real money making secret

[Hook]
Get money my super power
I'm around the clock with it, like a nine to five hour
When you do it like me, love to hate you like it's Howard
Hear a lot of chit chat them niggas sound like Boomhauer

[Verse 2]
(Bibiddy bup doo-eh, dubiddeh bup ooh-uh bup doo oom, eh— eh deh— eh)
That's how you niggas sound
How you talk down on a nigga when y'all ain't got no cap and gown?
I ain't got no hating niggas up in my circle boy get the fuck from round
(Just) get your head on straight kinda like a bitch with a bust down
Tat an Aang arrow, help you out, put it up on your crown
Why is you mean mugging? Boy do you need me to help ya fix ya frown?
Oh so you wanna get jiggy? I a hop out on that billy bounce !!
Now he got green thumbs, touched some rolls, that's a hella money
Bitch I got farmhands, I could hold whole hay bales a money
I could help ya up ya yield ! 🤠 nigga I could sell money
Got worldwide bills, AKA pink and green money

[Bridge]
Huh ! (Oh, goddamn) What !? (Shit, oh, fuck) Huh !! Yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, shoot my shot and hit the mark, Imma beat the buzz
Hgnh, don't een try it, you shoot yours more like Elmer Fudd

[Hook]
—Ok get mon— *tsk* it's tired now
If you don't know by now won't help ya even if I say it louder
If I can't drill it in ya might as well be Steven Crowder
Just know a nigga popping off like this Champagne bottleeeeee

[Outro]
*Pop*
*Pssshhhh*
...You want a glass of champagne?
...You bitch ass nigga

super power (prod. by zmny)

Remix of "Duck Down!" by the Roots

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yee-ooo
I got sumn to say...
Uhhh...
(!?)

[Verse 1]
The first beat dropped and the big bang occured
Then a lot of atoms smashed and I emerged
Or that was Ra we flung from out of his member
Either way been fucked up since before I remember
Loose screws, yeah true, said I lost a couple
Sumn like Ye tooth bouncing off the table, uh
Spit it through the wire, naw, throw the muzzle
Got a cabal of big dogs mayne, cane corso
We, known to ball out like eunuchs more so
Now feast your eyes on my brain but only a morsel
While all your pupils pinball dilate and salivate
I salt shake monosodium glutamate from my scalp flakes! ☝️🤪
Thou shall taste nutty notes a whole host your palette ain't acquaint like do you have Tay Sachs?? This flavor ain't Craig Mack!
Out the box thinker they don't know where my head at
I let my mind ride like a Krang torso
Yooo!! Heard them youngins kicked down ya do'
Packing twos by the threes like Lerner and Rowe, woah!! Thank God want no one at home, drummin' music  through the house puttin' fo' on the flo'
Brotha you ain't gotta fye on us to be like Tulsa
Yeah the youth is troubled, but I respect the hustle
Tell 'em drop the gun and next time you walk inna that sto', say "Hit the ground! This a stick up!" and raise a cudgel, now

[Hook]
To all my dadas and rastas, fire the ganja if your stink meaner than Yarborough
What's hannin' mama? Ashawaganda, maca turn me Luka Magnotta
This that airborne Ayahuasca, got ya, hook ya brain right through ya nostrils
Yeah, and the beat never gentle, so let me grab the mic and fill your head with the bobble!

[Verse 2]
It was two thick dimes, I mean, Eugene Krabs sized
Out the woodwork came for a lacquer coat of spit shine
Double-blind watch dial, dos pints of Oberweis
They necklines hog-tied, don't know shit from Shinola, I
Came for they heads I decapitate like the lil "i"
Oh my God, niggas is boneheads, skulls is ossified
Hoe don't try it! Just cuz I bought it don't mean you get entitled!
Who put them five carats in your ear like Biggie!?
Let me be clear, I still rock CZs
Snotty Booger bracelet on my wrist when I turned 2-3
Abercombie Fitch that's a dish rag to me
I'm too clean, Pam Bondi on my dirty laundry
The air getting trash more
Quit gassing Lil Debbie you shmucks!!
Making mountains out of landfills
Know they hate a nigga with a mantissa a skill
They see the Andes, stamp feet, I'm toying around
So niggas better duck down when them bars go over heads like Mansfield, grand pianos, anvils, folding chairs and twisted teas
All I gotta do is channel thoughts and you cease to be
I turn an idea to a IED 💥
I'm gettin' twenties, Benjis, hands hold plenty
Never seen myself inside nobody image
Flew the coupe, mach four horsepower, floor it
Page Shepherd, this a no-brainer, cue the chorus niggaaaaaaaaaaaa!!

[Hook]
To all my dadas and rastas, fire the ganja if your stink meaner than Yarborough
What's hannin' mama? Ashawaganda, maca turn me Luka Magnotta
This that airborne Ayahuasca, got ya, hook ya brain right through ya nostrils
Yeah, and the beat never gentle, so let me grab the mic and fill your head with the bobble!

[Outro]
...Peace out!
Go ahead hit that, hit that hit that Toby Maguire
Black suit, Spider-Man 3 to this
You know what I'm talkin' about
Yeahhhhh
Ha ha ha ha ha haaaaaa

Duck Down 2!

prod. by me.

I think the mix is ok this time?? it's improving.

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
bloody man builds character
a broke body won't scare you
i say errors, more the merrier
everything got meaning, ain't nun clerical
only truth is that change is inevitable
how the, how the hell do you—think that my hair grew
every adage that i know is like a heirloom
if you want be cold then there go that theraflu

[Bridge]
nowhere here
yeah you nowhere here
if you lost, you nowhere here
yeah you nowhere here
yeah you nowhere here
yeah you nowhere here

[Verse 2]
(humming)
for a long time I haven't liked me
yeah, well i guess that's how it's meant to be
you could take the ire out of me
so tired life roll by me
i got AAA i should be confident
ain't know where to go and shit ain't no one hiring
and my brain and my heart love to politic
and my coffin prolly shaped like my anxiety
and i know this one silver lining
my psyche, my body be lying
i need you to get on top of yo shit nigga
sepia stains, see the watercolor fading from your picture
and that's for real

[Verse 3]
i could slay my body but that shit won't end the rain
that's black licorice, wiley wallaby
leave my lil brother without no one? no way!
i'm the weak link but these people my chain
and one day maybe things might change
well at least some things'll be the same
lookin at my life, i'm sidney poitier
tryna play my part in the best way

[Outro]
tryna—
yeah, tryna get myself right
i'm tryna get myself right
yeah i'm tryna get myself right
hey i'm tryna get myself right
i said i'm tryna get myself right

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