this is the best Covid song period, if you think you heard a better one, show me the song. i dont think one exists, bc, theres Only 1 Cracker Dick. I write like 50cent and Eminem (Shock Rock- Rap/ Lyrics)
Eminem knat is better, but its eminem, he's  the best.
i like my bass line almost more than the lyrics,  i think this is my masterpiece. but it saddens me that people who only critique write this song off as mediocre,  when the mediocrity is shit artists get radio play and huge paychecks,  for being the puppets of the music industry.  underground artists struggle until they can no longer tread water and sink, or die trying. 
50cent said,  get rich or die trying,  inspires me, never to give up,  not ever,  even when the mother fuckers say you're trash. but those same people never do better,  they only open their back doors like whores, excepting everyone fat cocks instead of being married to the rap game,  be positive,  ignore them neh sayers. follow Your dreams!

Asymptomatic Continue To Pass It!!

yeah I know a little German,  i made this song,  after seeing the Movie,  i call the beats flunky techno with me breathing to make it creepy too. i laugh out loud whenever I listen to it,  it's ridiculous and a bit sideways. 

🇩🇪Tanz Mit Mir🇩🇪

im a redundant rap artist,  all my endless love and efforts put into my craft gets slandered by so called rap experts who claim to say my music is automatically trashy because I'm monotone,  forgetting that im the artist who not only wrote my own songs,  But created,  sound design the sirens Bass guitar drums, and explosions by myself!, maybe this song needs to be remixed and redone,  but nobody's helping me do it, im all alone with me myself and I,  no outside production manager or nothing,  only me, THE GREAT CD,  so before you slip noose words out your lazy mouth,  stop and say to yourself,  have i done anything at all, or better than this shit song,  or do i only critique people who i think suck dirty dog dick water, when infact that is your cocktail for only being a critic artist,  but not an artist at all.  
im planning on changing everything,  but until that takes place,  i wanted to share the song how it stands now,  trashy and all fucked up sounding,  i know it's not ready yet,  but it's a long road to perfection.  just ask all the idols they know what im talking about. 

3kBars!! Ukraine Eated Wheat And Succeeded In Karma

05 Matt The V - Free Agent

Demo
Looking for coproducers/collaborators

caught in the eye of the tiger.demo

Free download!

P.T.N.O.T.T.

This is the (extremely lame) wotagei version for lives.

Shoutout to producer Chris P. Find him and support him here: https://soundcloud.com/christopher-pinon

I'm OK!- Single

I'm OK! Wotagei Version

Liz Cho's Hair II

diastolic diastolic, mmmmm, what’s your reading? diastolic  
diastolic diastolic, mmmmm, gotta check dat diastolic 
Diastolic while they frolic, Lisinopril why i’m on it?
Heart to big for life on planet earth dawg don’t remind me (mind me) 
the pressure is on, 1 a day 
Numerator flaw, the reading is wrong 
Critical error, the fraction off 
Number on top, it’s gotta come down 

Tellin me?
That any day could be my casket?
perfect timing grocery lining i’m all in a panic 
ALL because my heart can’t survive on its own (on its own)
I think my cpu outgrew my body and my soul (body and soul)
My spirit too bold for my body to enclose 
140 over 90, that's not a normal score 
Without a single lifeline, I live all alone 
So this is what it feels like to give up the 9-5 flow

mmmmm, diastolic diastolic, mmmmm what’s your reading, diastolic ? 
mmmmm, diastolic diastolic, mmmmm, gotta check dat diastolic 
Why im on it? Rely on it, otherwise i’m dyin’ homie (dying homie)
One of a kind, manipulate mine, you’re out of your goddamn mind, homie 
Put off love, put off life, the minute i grow, they don’t like  
Pocket of potential, write when i sleep, wake up bleed, scream then i write 
I’m far- too- young- to- be- this- life- ain’t- right- blank- walls- touched- by- dis-may

They need  the love to weigh ‘em down, us we ground our own  
turn chaos to order, a sketch to final form  
They never got the picture, their father was never drawn 
My arteries is flexin’ pressure on the walls 
Schedule he don’t need it long as he still breathing, believe it 
Start up, with a push start, automatic, with the top back, the seats heated
My layback, demeanor, repealing, whenever you don’t see him meaning he performing the trickery lay back, status? i’m playing it down to keep you dreamin’



Diabolic cry-aholic call him whatever, he might just own it 
Alcoholic, i been through that 
Drug my nuts down high-school hallways
Equator love, a tragic story
Videojuego cash, made that money 
Bitcoin crash
Got in quick
Got right out like i do my psycho hunnies (Hunnies) 
Dates got mundane
Nightwalk Monday 
To get the blood flowing again
Off to the strip club 
Walk on in like, we own the place 
NO HIP HOP
Another one let down 
She got no top, even the bottom is off
Fumblin’ around tryna get a dollar out 
Cash in my crotch she bit it with her mouth