bruh you skillet it like ya skrillex calling 911

from airsoft to bullet-solid 
bubbles to bombs
bet my grandson get em hip to me in ‘71
a blowgun to bust up bluffin’ bums by the ton
buh duh dum
bruh ya kill it like ya Bundy’s son no dummy - but dumb
i think its funny not fun
i think its hella outdone
bitches got pink eye 
i think stink eye be the cause of the pun
i think i hit a homerun 
i think i need a couple piglets out here living homespun (yeehaw)

its really serious
man im delirious 
here it is
wikipedia mysterious - like who on there reading it ?
im a medium, n i can hear the bitch in you needing me 
fucking feeding you depleted minerals eating cereal, sheesh


stop it
i could be on top of the money
drop it
you minding my business is funny
bop it
pull it, twist it, flick it, spin it, lick it with honeyy
keep big pharma in business n keep the -ectomies coming
keep yo extremities in yo bubble 
n yo enemies rough n tumble
n yo sentiments crisp concise n humble 
elements of you double
felonies at no number
keep yo penalties non existent and peacefully you’ll slumber


trick or treat
its so very ironic


people suppressed
system lethal at best
shut the fuck up lest you passive bout as good as it gets
punk is done bet rebel next & clout from negative sets
i keep interpretations open might get killed cuz im best
motherfuckers look the other way i think they dumb as it gets


but whatever man i guess im just one of many
i dont drink away my issues 
jk pass me that henny
jk 
stop this is heavy 
jk 
yall lives are upsetting 
jk 
im just kidding on that one yall lives are really not ready


trick or treat
its so very ironic
i cant breathe
but i love poison not tonic
cheers to autonomy 
im very robotic
old news flus the new jews
ha, you got it?

sick or treat
never treat suppress the whole body
you cant see
motherfuckers want all your money
n now they want your whole body
patent you now you cant move youre property mami 

dumb asses, motherfucking sleeping sheep, n weeping deep
they cry and whine n bitch n moan motherfuckers is deeper keeped
sow n reap yo bitch gone seep thru every crack n nook n cranny 
woah wild shit happening 
wake up n panic
at least wake up and handle 
scared for ya life man cut the rife
scared for ya life but yall aint scared of the knife 
thats suicide 
they been lyin like a nile crocodile 
since the planets first file
hyperboles? thats lying too 
man you’ll just choose to be blinded

Thanks A Lot Ted

produced by "original phonk"

dont be spiteful
bangin lines the only time y’all delightful
fictional depictions of ya homies wit rifles
not frightful
bet y’all facing eviction dereliction of duty descriptive disses n stifled
if not that y’all had 68+ pots to piss in its an act some info missing pain self inflicted 
riddle me that 
but dont be dropping pills poppin fills no skittling that
find a new addiction, a skill or fuck it, 
triple the pack
bitches need a benediction
i think demons is bad
y’all be steaming father god but got the devil as dad
wearing scrappy red plaid black stripes in the back talkin mad
take the shirt off if you hadn’t heard that music  ya whack

wheres ya stack in the trap ya talk about in them raps from ya trafficking acts
im laughin ya rats
act like you got big moves like
walter white in the lab
kinda sad
pretending to be gang ya fav game
productivity activities is somethin ya lack

only thing ya got in common with heisenburg is the ‘burbs
not sure if you heard the word,
but ima tell you, its bird
whatcha heard about bird? 
probably worms in the dirt 
bitches be so insecure
guess ima threat to these girls
no type of yes man i be like no thatll hurt 
ya sound stupid as fuck stand up n brush off the dirt

trip on light
yo selenite
obsidians no match for yall stankin ass auras get some bite
posers taken over the nation 
how nice
heads be empty here no difference on either side of the hemispheres 
what is fake and what is real be mixed more than the level fears
inevitable we fight take a breath and stop fucken letting demonic energy near
not rhyming that well too many robots in my neighborhood throwing off my non sequitur  
my mind is fried from this whacked weird ass unintended magnetosphere

drowsy

its not hell its just your head
its not love just in your bed
its not hell its just your head
its not red its in your head

(the way yo body decay)

yall raggedy asses 
got sheets covered in semen
just like yall psyches be dirty & you
believing you free men
yall may well be hog tied gagged getting ass fucked by demons
getting dragged by your baby hairs body stuffed in the ceiling

jinkies where is my glasses at 
think im seeing a demon
got this dream or paralysis 
at every end of the season
see no
hear no
evil or reason
see no
hear no
return of the beast <3


its not hell its just your head (the way yo body decay)
its not love, just in your bed (do not call me your bae)
its not hell it’s just your head (the way yo body decay)
its not red its in your head


maiden to crone 
spade, jack, ace & bones
humans sentimental element 
be telling, its slow
what you speak 
they who preach to you you reap what they sow
entirety of societies getting told what to know
what to blow 
what type of hoes
spectral enigma ghosts
what you know 
why you dozing 
energetically toast
mental synergy exist or it dont
do you resist
why you pose?
system blow like kamikaze 
sinking rapidly oh

its not hell its just your head (the way yo body decay)
its not love just in your bed (do not call me your bae)
its not hell its in your head (the way yo body decay)
a life in hell is heaven’s rent

EarthFireWaterBlood

got a screw loose 
how about you
flash sale on loose screws one for the two
5 for the 4, i dont know anymore
screw driver them bitches 
oj vodka and pour

crank it
i mean volume knob get busted, yank it
im great gold pimp cane
yall cane old man jenkins 
roll the wood: pearl, face it
these benjamins faceless
cuz i only keep 20s quiet luxury gang shit
na dat coke straw a hunned but i only do bang shit
dabs on the bang, dank 
its some of that stank shit
butterknife used to glow at the soot stained tip
cut your losses or die if you a soot stained bitch


got a screw loose 
a few more too
count the loose screws, one three and two
6, 5, or 4, i dont know anymore
screw driver all of them bitches 
philips head 
nothing more


i mean like 6th sense our sins b
twinning like lil and philip is
grinning 
chilling with lilith 
the pill be bloody red crimson 
bitch made if you choosing the blue
my remington drip sevens go boom
bada boom
its not the bag
its full of trash
so unmask you like scooby doo
dooby dooby doo


got a screw loose 
a few more too
count the loose screws one three and two
6, 5, or 4, i dont know anymore
screw driver all them bitches 
lobotomy gore

got jigsaw in my dungeon 
my dungeon is rather large 
its cute & its cunning
but when the gunna come running you solve the puzzle or run it
skull busted like bruce lee’s cerebral edema



got a screw loose a few more
how bout you?


PRODUCED BY: ghowste 
<3

Loose Screw

***(prod. ghowste)

dont know nothing today
something tomorrow..
perhaps when i wake
choke and strangle my sorrow
untangle my days 
think i could borrow someone else’s dealt cards, i want the joker of spades

dont call me a kid when im a prodigy
honestly give a fuck not if nobody proud of me
jaundice is how sick i hit a kickflip while i clowned on it
goner is a bitch who come around to speak some doubt on me
pout about it
used to sit back and puff on some loud about it 
now days i dont smoke i buff my teeth and fucking drown on it
head ahead of what my body do im bound to the detriment of the deficit attention thats found me
head pounding wound too tight but strung kinda loose
like you driving through a roundabout but tripping on shrooms

dont know nothing today
something tomorrow 
perhaps when i wake
choke and strangle my sorrow
untangle my days 
think i could borrow someone else’s dealt cards i want the joker of spades <3
(x2)

regardless i just love the catharsis 
the art the heart i barter with 
sometimes i feel the pieces are partless though 
one time i peeled a scab back and spiders came out 
youch
fed 1 to a rat & it retarded his snout
now hes a mouse

dont know nothing today
something tomorrow 
perhaps when i wake
choke and strangle my sorrow
untangle my days 
think i could borrow someone else’s dealt cards ???
i want the joker of spades

Joker of Spades

power at be 
got yo throat up in a chokehold
bc how can you see
cock b-balls deep
bump the shit like a fiend
the social media scheme
they putting fetty in the phones 
we hold the mark of the beast

dry yo goddamn eye 
mother of fuck
yall fucking cry til you die we playing chicken, you cluck 
man fuck this hivemind 
its busting open with pus
raped by the rat race 
suffocate from the dust

power to me
beside the cowardly beast
time dwindle low twist around the hour machine
theres such a grime of being alive a shower dont clean
close it close it close it close it 
cant disclose nothing see

power at be 
got yo throat up in a chokehold
bc how can you see
cock b-balls deep
bump the shit like a fiend
the social media scheme
they putting fetty in the phones 
we hold the mark of the beast

dry yo goddamn eye 
mother of fuck
yall fucking cry til you die we playing chicken, you cluck
man fuck this hivemind 
its busting open with pus
raped by the rat race 
suffocate from the dust

ShadowGov.org

***(prod. ghowste)

how much will you pay for a dollar?
big brother free the grip on all of our collars
ill form the alliance and i could die for a cause
but the bottom of the rocks is nothing but a mirage 
know that

crying in the club boohoo thats dumb
would you die for the dub, i would i think bub
hundred cuts on my knuckles put salt on it and chuckle
i beat on myself like a louboutin buckle- on the ass of a child :(
smoking a black n mild
crying bout something fuckass wild and sad 
whats dooming at the club its bad
agoraphobia and thunder like mad
when it rains its gore eyes gouged out the skull of a whore
my thoughts are annoyed i dont repulse anymore
nothing to fear but the mercy! 
want me to go to heaven praise god n do a curtsy
(bro hell naw)

rock paper scissors 
bomb rape or guns
god on his pillar
banging high horsing nuns
mocking his sons
stopping the clock on his sons like a glock cocked at temple level POP on them ones
i can remember but i just forgot
can you please remember me
remember me not?
dismember my body if my spirit gets shot
and render my shotty to a blender make pop

how much would you pay for a dollar?
nother day another nickel 
switchblade bangin straight to the collar
cry me a river quench the cotton in my throat or dont bother
not the sour cream bro im the entire tostada

soda

fresh like sun dried wet
navette cut gems
keep my rise low
pressed taupe denim
crisp leather get bent up
i wear the shit hard get down to dog shit metal toss a penny in the mosh pit

i guess the best is yet to get off me- im bragging god spits in my mouth when im talking
rap smack a lot n yea i pop my lats when im walking
does strawberry blonde hair bother you often 
obnoxious, im louder than a rapid fire chant at an auction
750 do we got 8000
the house-ant my sons got trapped in his pocket
thats how bad i got the bap shit locked in
i think, man i dont know

fresh like sun dried wet
navette cut gems
keep my rise low
pressed taupe denim
crisp leather get bent up
i wear the shit hard get down to dog shit metal toss a penny in the mosh pit

***prod. ghowste

Taupe Denim (khakis)

my will is irrelevant 
because im killed by my own gun
im healed; rather the deal that was dealt to me sucks
can you kneel kiss the floorboards that been under me,
fuck! just play with my hair or some shit ill give you like 70 bucks


i guess the story goes the more you know the less you get fucked
 
where is there more than hoes and sex and money, power and drugs?

In god we trust is plastered on the dollar we lust

god dog backwards 
trash im on
piss on the club 

picture this if i die to you first 
now thats explicitly the only way you die to me worse
i aint got time to will you, pussy foot n trip over words
its the crying that kills me 
nothing that hurts 
abruptly cut in speech and manner
no cobain im just curt
no pain 
only sunny no rain
fine & funny no no no gun to the brain 
card games
speed, rummy, joker jack 7 6 5 4 3 2 ace of spades
pull a red deck out my pocket but i dont know how to play
speedway tech deck in my pocket too, anyways


i guess the story goes the more you know the less you get fucked
 
wheres there more than hoes and sex and money, power and drugs??

In god we trust is plastered on the dollar we lust

god — dog backwards 
trash im on 
piss on the club

prod ghowste

untitled

Lyrics:
hypnotized to obey
man take yo life back today
im peelin layers away
its fabrication decay
they got you thinkin of things you wouldnt naturally say
and then you wonder how the fuck yo goddamn life got this way
and you be beggin the church to make the pain go away
they just pretend that jesus soaks up all the shit that you say 

how the fuck do people live like this
living in piss
automatically dismiss that they aint 
living in bliss
even ask about it you would get a nasty ass hiss
you feel they insecurities crawl out an give you a kiss
make me wonder what part of the lie made you like this
its givin everybody they own personal abyss
think back to when i didnt know the truth reminisce 
that feelin free of false anxiety its just what i miss 
but here we are and im stuck frl i cant do shit
but i cant give a fuck im gonna be wit it all and sit

everything you do
create reality for you
and everything you say
gone influence
your entire day
so knock it off
say im happy
figure out yo place
you chasin happiness
its laughin in yo motherfuckin face
the human race a motherfuckin disgrace
to keep it real, you better off lost in motherfuckin space

Fabrication Decay (Prod. NØMVD)

None of that 
Run it back
Smoke a sack 
Hit it fast 
1 6 oz pounds in my backpack
Numb tricks y’all clowns 
Ima fast track
On my last track
Fuck a trap stack
Lucking outta rat snacks
I don’t give a fuck about y’all bitches y’all be fat mad
Always crackin patty on yo snap crack
Looking for ya rat snack
Already said it n ion gotta rap it snatch that
scratch that lottery ticket I’ll win a fat stack
Smack that slaughtering gimmick I’m finna smash that 

Goodwill poppin tags
Y’all for real be lagging bad
Switch the flow on top of that
witch when I be feelin sad
Bitch when I be feelin mad
But nothing really wrong wit that
Cause I’m not fiening out here screaming tryna get a taste of that
Crack rock cooties
Moody not judy but she still gotta big booty
Never rocked louis cause she be out here not doing
Shit that productive 
she got crack rock cooties
Should of smoked weed instead of got yourself zooted
I swear bro
Just don’t do it 

Aside from the crack man how is the love
Inside of the black man the white and the uh
Red fish blue fish 2 fish all
Love is a concept inside of yo skull

If you wanna come and get it fuck wit colony Wicca
This entire thing just fuckin wit the colony stigma
My entire mind feels off I think I’m callin these whipped up
I gave a fuck or two and they was calling me dipped up
Jeans was ripped up
Motherfuckers pray to me I give em a flip up
Undercovers hate me cause I give em a switch up
What’s another way that I could hit off a stitch up
Um
Stumped
Rich motherfucker you could say that I’m trump
Sike nah bro that’s really not what I want 
I’d make America greater with the power of blood
Drip yo drop into the bucket wassup
You could say whatever fuck it but that’s not wassup
Everything is pointless tell my mind to shut up
Fuck everything and everyone to save myself run
Run run run run

None of that 
Run it back
Smoke a sack 
Hit it fast 
1 6 oz pounds in my backpack
Numb tricks y’all clowns 
Ima fast track
On my last track
On my last track
Run it back 
None of that
None of that
Smoke a sack
Hit it fast
1 6 oz pounds out my backpack 
Dumb bitch me clown where’s my rucksack

Sheep Effect

Sheep Effect (prod. Santos Santana)

surrounded by the depths of hell, its insane
they got us locked in our heads
as if we locked in a cage
thinkin 2 much
to see the workings of age
everyone either uneasy or real queasy wit rage

pop off then u always get back on to the dock
this shit is near impossible to wake up and drop
i am not a human being
im a god i will not -
bow down to concepts made by the reptile posse
when i speak i mean
that we are god in the flesh
and sometimes people kinda get it feel the mind going mesh
new age
thats such a lie
this shit is nothing but fresh 
the ancient roots that tie you to the earth and the rest

call me woke
call me hippy dippy
least of my flow
you think i care about the workings of your mind XD
well i dont
i only care about real, raw, rythms n codes
using the power thats been given to my fingers n toes

and what should we do about the world???
we dont know.
never finding any answers to real questions fashoo
never question the answers that we been given
its old
all the outdated fallacies that we still live by its cold

god in the flesh

snippety snippety ft. stonedape (prod. APE)

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