@mm_double_em

zeph:

lately, open doors and close em
klonopin visions on white walls
see the gods talk, zodiacs in they fruit basket
clairvoyance, see myself black casket
just a wack cat rappin bout the loud static
harsh noise suppressed with bubble wrappings
hate the trap sense, ion got cents

mm:

yeah, yeah..
i’m invested in the rabbit hole we call rap depression 
plastic soul, i cannot find my own body buried in these fucken rap sentences
bitch i’m blessed: em and zeph’ll make a mess of any beat, you fucken pest 
i ain’t got shit left in me 
still, i pull up at my best like it was destiny 

zeph:

keep a blade, seen he wanna come and fuck with me
i don't make sense, i just keep my head above the waves luckily
trudgin but thuggin, im lovin the company
my goons and i just causing some ruckus
i spread all my love and gain pain in abundance
shit circles back, infinite circumference
im the one she making love with

mm:

yo, i just need a bitch that’ll tell me that she fucken loves me 
bonus points if she lookin up while she down on all fours tryna suck me 
i’m calling that shit how it is, she above me 
and i been left way too many times cryin ugly 
pushin up when i’m buggin out 
i rap better when i’m full up on some drugs, b
[4:04 AM]
here is lyrics if you'd like to read

nikki (feat. mm) [prod. zeph]

deep shit

find the silly nice man here :) 

https://soundcloud.com/sodamo

nagatoro san freestyle (feat. sodamo) [prod. j^p^n]

welcome to arlen bitch

itty bitty grains of them rain drops
and im just left wondering when pain stops
i ain't a wizard within a blizzard
these bitches jus run to scissor
i sit and jus think up schisms
knock em up and dip em like a corn chip
im scared like a devil horned bitch
three eyed toad
im fucked up like hiei
im on the seesaw 
did you see what i saw 
cause i saw what you see
put these b and c's straight to sleep
throw em on the trash heap
pew pew that's me
i got the gold star rank
catch a body
feelin gaudy
bitch im makin that bank
hill hank
gas tank

hank hill freestyle [prod. street lo-fighter]

new sounds from cape cod with my bitch

go follow [offbeatninja] on youtube!!!
www.youtube.com/channel/UCynyM9TZVqhZCP0iKQ2IB8g

mf zeph:

look, i walk slow with the glock cocked
please don't book me
im tired of these gentrified rappers that's gettin shook, b
i could sing a hook, aretha
but id rather not speak to ya
im cold as a motherfucker
im hot as a bitch
all my queens is royal
and you fuckin with tricks
im the king in this motherfucker
so suck on my dick
im shootin ink from my pen on the page
ragin against the machine
ill never clean up my act
in this black cadillac
or maybe ill get me a tinted escalade
ride around with ghosts that gimme hope
lord, gimme faith
severus snape
ill be with my puerto rican bitch in massachusetts in the cape
maybe stay a couple days
til we had enough, ay

mf zeph - cape cod (throwaway) prod. [offbeatninja] amazing producer!!!

cover art: https://www.deviantart.com/tabascofanatikerin/art/I-feel-fantastic-734215113

lyrics:

honeydew with the hi chews
sippin on sapporo cause idk where to find you
you might be dead, not an astute assumption
something to ease the pain in this season with all the pumpkins
leaves are cracklin
and my heart's broke
razor blade through the veins
and i jus wanna get to you
you were always sorta different
with hickeys in different hues
hickeys from different dudes
that i could never stand up to
my sense of apathy amazing
i don't care, then i say fuck you
cause im concerned and im still hurt by every word that you mutter
but im just an antisocial motherfucker thrown into the gutter
section 8 shit
never had it right
but i wanted to take you on a date, bitch
never good with words, or, maybe i am
im on the cliff bout to jump, so let's think bout where i stand

hi chew [prod. brayden potts]

message this cool song to lennox on instagram or twitter @shawtyvillage !!!

hi @dooditslennox !!! remember me !!!

lyrics:

step inside the booth
peep the dynamics
make a bag quick
like i craft it out ceramics
screaming damn it
eternal damnation, imma make you understand it
when you standin famished
acting harder than granite
gotta hand it, to you
you sorry excuse
you actin obtuse
off a four pack of brews
pack a punch and stab a dude
you hit me back and i ain't mad at you
in fact, im flattered as hell
and flabbergasted by your actions
but it ain't hard to tell
you walkin round like a dub but your name start with an L
action bronson wouldn't want you, johnston
all you do is brag bout women and just resort to tauntin
shut your mouth sweet pea
can you hear the words im speaking?
or is you too busy with being an incel every business day and weekend
i wish i had concern, but i know it's safe to sleep in, yo
id tell to you step down
but you're already on your knees
my dick is in and out your mouth
boy you such a tease
my little paypig, my hatefuck
give me all your streams
delete your accounts on socials
and get the fuck up out this scene

oh yeah,, and uh,, btw,, hows that little show with shaka coming???

eternal damnation [this is a lennox johnston diss!!!] [i cant @ him cause he blocked me lol!!!]

when just anyone think they can rap on a kkei3 beat

love y'all

zeph:

take a step back
don't get vomit on my neff jacket
i bear the ankh to my apaches, yo
shout out to my natives
baby, you the greatest
real shit, not emulated, yo, yo
ive got the chaos emeralds on my necklace
rosegold not suspected
yo, always keep one piece on me
when im walkin through the streets
i feel like monkey d. with an mpk mini
down some PBRs and feel more and more shitty
torch up the bong, look in the mirror
who is he?
is it he?
it it she?
shit, bitch, i don't know
all i know is i got an affinity for titties and some big ass tokes
i just live, laugh, love
and try to get this dough
cause i don't ever wanna have to walk out the door
but ill sure as hell be the one to make you test your faith
soul eater, death the kid, twin glocks, count your days
everyday i walk this earth
im embarking on a journey
who knows if imma muhfuckin wake up on a gurney, heads up

all my fuckin innocence was gone as a child
i seen shit i shouldn't have, i wish i had died
late night journeys to my sheets and my pillows
nowadays, baby, im jus talking with the willows

zeph & peachiluna:

im like where you wanna go?
cause baby, im talking with the willows

salem willows (ft. peachiluna) [prod. dsktkg]

fuck the opps fr ฅ⁠^⁠•⁠ﻌ⁠•⁠^⁠ฅ

zeph:

yo, queenie a hoe
the dick riding crazy
zai really a damn opp
ain't that shit brazy
free my boy mo
cause really that shits fucked up
how queenie hop in the chat
and get this shit fucked up?
damn, can't believe it
mo might be servin life
might have to come thru with a blick
uhh, who gon die tonight
i know the city queenie live
and that's an opp to us
she say she ain't mean it like this
come thru with a blunderbuss!!

yea, on my world war II
come thru strapped to the teeth with straps and boots
zai took away them perms and really think that shit cute
when all you really doin is makin trash that sound fye on mute !! 🗑️🚮🔥

cringey:

fuck queenie she a bitch
she get everything she want because her mama rich
you live your life around grades and gpas
that kinda gay
why you aint never work a single fuckin day
zai you a bitch for takin my niggas mo's roles
imma have you folding sippin cream out your belly rolls

mf zeph x nothingcringey2 - smokin on that queenie pack #freemo #gangshit [prod. reuel]

HAHAHAH pain U⁠ ⁠´⁠꓃⁠ ⁠`⁠ ⁠U

zeph:

snortin ritalin
she jus want a little bit in clitoris
i told that little bitch that if she wants me
just to slit her wrist
im of the underworld, crybaby
miki makimura
in atlanta with my southerners
we sippin purple soda

whatchu want,
we got the zaxbys combo
it come with the fries
and my skeletons come out the closet
i come with surprises
yeah, im sumn of a monster
what it do
my tips is all blue
im with the poetry crew, yeah

im playin hopscotch
on the block
michiko and hatchin, baby
serve it to you straight
then fuck you gay
jus like an omni, baby
jus hit the omnitrix
i morph into your nightmare
i just hit the pussy raw
and you screamin that it's right there
yeah, you want it bad don't you shorty
as i tuck on a black
and sip on a 40
screamin lordy
is this really what my life is about
is this my message
is this what im puttin out to the crowd

yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

backprints:

slow when off the wok
shit be fuckin up my walk speed 
three star war scream 
coming up on your y'alls screen 

my whole life 
a fetch quest 
to get that bag 
smoke shit 
turn in 
repeat
till I'm lagged

lost in conversation
it's like an operation
if it ain't about the money
then I'm not about to make it
finna pass away 
unless I got a million million 
like stashed away
turn it to a billion trillion 
bullets opps are sprayed 

run it back for the pay day 
movin like metal slug 
blast type gameplay 

I don't really give a fuck 
leave a rapper in the wrappers
save a little bite for later 
cause I'm attackin u after 

head to the door with your nevermore 
ain't ever heard of u now 
hittin the floor is your encore 
I'm a bird to you bounds 
making u sore with the raw force 
I'm burning it now 

never pass the fuckin blunt forward 
im bored with your high scores wow

zeph:

yo, 44 ridin solo
book of incantations
hit my tomes to your dome, hoe
low blow like a low kick
hit you with the fight stick
i may come thru ramlethal, bitch
uh, what you jitts really rappin bout
hard drugs, damn
that's some shit to really think about
you just did a line and now you pukin in the sink, wow
i been there and did it
im embarrassed, quit it
drink a bottle, shit it out
shout into the crowd
jump into it like euphoria
i got a couple tips for ya
but ion share the sauce
ion do that shit, no sirski
your top five verses aren't better than my worst, see
i just do this shit with a passionate heart
and you make loser shit with your faggot friends for the charts
your favorite rappers love to bump my shit in the car
while i get top from their partner
and we watch from afar

backprints:

I been tryin to avoid it 
only showin up if I'm 
I be feeling important 
otherwise I finna ignore it

I ain't tryna be about it
leave me alone before 
get

feel the same pain 
but we ain playin the same game 
you spit like it's rain 
my bars is cocaine 
we ain't been the same 
never sonning anyone today 
puttin out your twin flame 
steppin on your twin snakes 

snapped like a broken Nintendo 
pass when I'm broke for the endo 
gas all I got on the pencil 
mad that you can't trace my stencil 
get back to the back 
u gettin clapped 
straight outta the bracket 
I stay where the pack is 
high in orbit so much that I think I'm practically a planet 

I be more than avoiding the noise 
everyone outside the circle 
feel so boring
annoying 
same story 
I heard that
u be stayin with grabbin the toys 
stick up 
with the blick
board game the way u get that risk up
why u ain't gettin them fists up

atlanta (ft. backprints) [prod. phansyphish]

hehe :)

zeph:

im in the house not showering
im jus going through it
but imma still go dumb
imma go stupid
mama told me what to do
best believe that imma do it
gather all my samples
best believe that imma loop it
aye, you just another third place like lupin
senketsu in my blood, best believe that i go stupid
im going fuckin bonkers when i pistol grip the mic
i don't know if im alright
i might die tonight

artificial reflection:

i’m going ninety in a thirty five
while bumpin grimee, so i can feel alive
you can try me, but won’t survive
i’ll throw a bullet between your fucking eyes
your sudden demise
shortly followed by a swarm of flies (aye)
i’m a ghost
bitch i swing that blade like i’m jin sakai
i be sippin on soju
trying to construe how i can be “that guy”
you feeling butterflies
baby, i feel like double homicide
staring in the mirror at night
about to fist fight my other side
(the fuck is your problem?)
i’m going fucking retarded
the fact is i’m always stressing bout you
got nothin on my mind, the whole world i disregarded
ain’t wakin up until two
i’m a corpse boy
honey, like what should i do
i got a worm in my head, he like to plot on my doom
he like to plot on my doom

zeph:

screaming, where my fucking goals
while i wear my fucking gold's
nympho bitch, something in the potion made her slow
don't come knocking at my door
with a list of shit that you gon want from me
i go stupid like im sleeping around
in a life of adultery
i ain't even fucking eating
can't tell my friends the truth
so i just resort to thieving
sly cooper, lie through my tooth in the booth
throw it all away for a chance
gettin loose
im just as fucking dumb as i once was
im just as fucking dumb as i once was

go stupid 1999 (ft. artificial reflection) [prod. zeph]

what is the point of it all? (⁠ﾉ⁠◕⁠ヮ⁠◕⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠*⁠.⁠✧

zeph:

and im jus lookin at my wrist state
wondering if i should even ever drop this mixtape
or if it's all a mistake
maybe i should jus go back to school
learn a fuckin trade
break my back
wouldn't that be cool

naw, i ain't slavin for these corporate motherfuckers
im a gift, motherfucker
you could try it but it won't be another
it's got it's pros and cons
but im a product of my mother
i be bangin out these classics
from the fall through the summer

peep me in that new shit
as i hit my lil dougie
yo baby momma and yo sister tryna love me
rap game in a chokehold
you step inside this bitch
and make em freeze like it's frozone, yo
shoutin oh, no
who invited you
as i sip my double cup
sonic knuckles, red and blue
i cause chaos
shawty, imma madvillain
as i walk inside this bitch
you know that DOOM is fuckin imminent
aye, mgs, snake eater with the lights out
crash your show in italy and turn it into to my crowd
yeah, ain't nobody want that weak shit
i feed they ass bars
goin far in my V6
real shit, homie
know i had to do it
spin the block like a fidget spinner
me and all my truants
with our masks on
aye, goons like anonymous
mf zeph the only person who could've thought of this
yeah, and i still got more to feed you
this only the appetizer
don't be so blue, shawty
yeah, chin up, precious
cause imma take you on a ride that's gon' send your ass to heaven

i lost the other lyrics (⁠•⁠‿⁠•⁠)

mixtape //// refractions !! (konata got me tweakin no kizzy) [prod. korusai / brayden potts]

f a description (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

zeph:

its been two damn years that i been sober
but it's that one damn night that im callin you over
i hit you up
i need some love
ain't shit for me in the city
and everybody in the club just wanna look at me silly, aye
at least
it's what my anxiety tells me
dip the fuck out 'fore it turns ynw melly
im crooked in the head
tell you im that okay
meanwhile my head is in the clouds
and i got sumn to say
but i jus keep my lips shut
as you perse em to mine
caramel, brown skin
you tell me to unwind
im sippin on a 32
they don't sell 40s no more
so im jus sippin 96
man this shit is a chore, aye
more and more bottles tend to litter the floor
as i kiss you on your neck
mane, you know you my bitch
say it with a southern drawl
and my attitude rich
at least it's good for something
cause my pockets ain't really thick

i love the way
that you doing your thing
saying blasé, blasé
c'est la vie, fuck y'all from me
you just do your little dance
shawty got me in a trance
and you do just what you do
you got me, yet i haven't gotten a clue

yeah anyway, i get depressed on this part
just get ready for the next song

i need some fucking therapy [prod. stoic / zeph]

meow moew freestyle [prod. ilyeucli]

dedicated to leah the homie
shoutout georgia michaelson

I feel so unsure
As I take your hand and lead you to the dance floor
As the music dies, something in your eyes
Calls to mind the silver screen
And all its sad good-byes
I'm never gonna dance again
Guilty feet have got no rhythm
Though it's easy to pretend
I know you're not a fool
Should've known better than to cheat a friend
And waste the chance that I'd been given
So I'm never gonna dance again
The way I danced with you
Time can never mend
The careless whispers of a good friend
To the heart and mind
Ignorance is kind
There's no comfort in the truth
Pain is all you'll find
I'm never gonna dance again
Guilty feet have got no rhythm
Though it's easy to pretend
I know you're not a fool
I should've known better than to cheat a friend
And waste the chance that I'd been given
So I'm never gonna dance again
The way I danced with you
Never without your love
Tonight the music seems so loud
I wish that we could lose this crowd
Maybe it's better this way
We'd hurt each other with the things we'd want to say
We could have been so good together
We could have lived this dance forever
But no one's gonna dance with me
Please stay
And I'm never gonna dance again
Guilty feet have got no rhythm
Though it's easy to pretend
I know you're not a fool
Should've known better than to cheat a friend
And waste the chance that I'd been given
So I'm never gonna dance again
The way I danced with you
Now that you're gone
(Now that you're gone) 
Now that you're gone
What I did's so wrong, so wrong
That you had to leave me alone

george michael - careless whisper cover [rip george michael rip bill withers]

produced by zeph, mixed/mastered by zeph
sing for me baby (●´ω｀●)

every fucking day
feel like i'm talking to the void
nobody talking back
tryna plot some shit
i smell like death
homie, this is that possum shit
i'm in the crib playing budokai tenkaichi 3
with my slimes
we in the pot, we gon melt shit down
like it's dragon quest recipes
i ain't sneezing but these motherfuckers tryna bless me
but
i ain't never been one to conform
i'm the x outside the box
on your little forms
when you think about it
we all self titled
careful of the waves toxicity
it's a dangerous tidal
i hope that when i drop some shit
you motherfuckers gon steal this album
you only got half of the vision
boy, i'm the amalgam
i'm the sun in the sky
be careful around me cause i'm known to mezmerize
i'm pissing atop the holy mountains
hypnotize

i feel like genghis khan in 2006
(i'm fucking dead)
i'm in the trailblazer whip
(bumping freddie dredd)
i'm talking with a siren like
(who the fuck are you)
she say she like my music
(i said, ayo that's pretty cool)
i could show you some unreleased shit
(she said, nah i'm just tryna make your motherfucking knees sick
throw up in my mouth, tryna feel your grease, kid)
make it make sense, why are we on this earth
when everyday i feel like shit, bad thoughts won't disperse
right then and there, she taught me the meaning of life
before she devoured my heart, ripped it out with a knife
(you gotta fuck with one trife before you find the one
bitches come and go like ammunition out a gun
but come over to my beach house, we could have some fun)
i said, naw, that seems like a bad decision
she erased my fuckin' thoughts with quick precision

siren song [prod. zeph]

produced alongside daniels gone

dont let your fire burn out

mf zeph:

what do you have to say for yourself?
when everybody's left in the dark

i'm in the crib with a 40 playing mvc2
while the crt flickers and i'm still missing you
spend everyday reminiscing about good times
stuck in my old ways with cigarettes
and these grimee dimes
call me nostradamus, i don't ever see an end
to all this bullshit
cause never again, will i try to make amends
with all these false prophets
they dick gargling
i'm the chemicals in your cigarettes infused with tar, trick
another day, another hat trick
we consider mulligans for that shit
i'm coming back brash with the attack
my behavior is rash
i'm doing anything at all
to not just combust like flak
i come back up
like bad tastes in your mouth
cause i'm always in your head
manipulating your waves of sound
call me toph
the way i rock your world
i move the ground
you made a mistake letting me go
now it's my town

BLCKK:

switch up on these motherfuckers every day
get a strap just to bring up to heaven's gate
let em know you in the wrong place
shoulda felt that by the look on my face
anyone else got hit they really wanna say
i got limited time, aint come to fucking play
gotta be out this bitch before they start to pray
gotta get all those bitches out the fucking way
time for the
first shot in this bitch
ride for em
shell drop and i dip
i never wanted to live like that
better than gettin my head shot back
i could do it myself if I fucking needed to
it’s getting close to the point i think ima follow through 
can’t talk for shit
back hoping you wish
i’m doing straight but fact is you mad still
and if i see you i’m prepping with seven advil

mf zeph:

i'm sorry i can't be what you really need
you're my addiction that i can't help but feed
everyday i spend talking to the walls
is just another reason for us to fall
ancient symbolism always brings me back to you
i'm sorry that we've gone off course
i'm off track with you
beat myself up 'til i bleed
dance in the rain to suppress my screams
i hope you don't see me cry
sometimes the truth doesn't really have to rhyme
sometimes i just wish i could go back in time
to erase my mistakes
yeah, i've made so many
i'm breaking my back daily
just for a big penny
don't spend in one place
you sly casanova, you
everybody watching what you do
and holds it over you
life is like the burned tower
don't make the wrong move
i've done it many times before
i've grown so immune

life is an apple
go ahead and take a bite
suzuki with the handles
go ahead and take a ride
take a flick to remember
with the skeleton crew
cause where the fuck we going
you might not make it back, boo

ecruteak (feat. BLCKK) [coprod. daniels gone]

you're a bird, you're supposed to fly away

take me off that pedestal
i know i ain't deserving of it
the crown is just something
that i could covet
i could take away your life
and make you love it
i just waste away
no, i ain't above it

pop shove it
senza power glove it
everything i do
i dont always fucking love it
im tired of working for dirt pay
i tend to my garden
but these bitches always leave me thirsty
aye, what do you want out of life
is it gold rolexes embezzled with chaos emeralds
i bet im right
you know they say
that money can't buy happiness
well, put em in they grave
i got no friends and no dinero
and my wardrobe isnt fly just like a sparrow
be careful, these cards tarot
i could tear apart a heart
and put it back together
bird to a feather
they clipped my fucking wings
ain't no flying in this zephyr

ive been in this room for three fucking days
just let me out
i need to fly
i need to prosper
im like the corn chip with no salsa
bachata how my mind moves
i need some of that dirty horchata
im something beautiful
like dead coppers
rusty metals, they cant even stop us
give no power to the guns
now i phase through bullets
i might fuck around and do a show in brooklyn
get the zeph cooking
read your little booklet
putting this whole energy into a tracklist, baby
i could run track through your neck with this baby gravy
i ain't been focused on punani
but get at me, all you nasty ladies

cockatiel [prod. mndsgn]

bro wtf 

mf zeph: 

what the fuck is really going on
im at the bottom of this bottle
and i dont have long
i cant be your joseph joestar
don't know how to be strong
since you left, nothings right
and i cant right all my wrongs
another corny song about love and disappointment
you say that he a simp, well bitch
who you think coined it?
i could try and rent a girlfriend
but the purchase gon be voided
so ill push aside my life
and devote it to the poison

another little snakebite shawty
addicted to this dick
and like everything gaudy
yet i just want your heart
ain't fixated on your body
think about you in the shower
sipping black coffee
honestly if i was your offspring
i still think you'd drop me
pop me with a glock, please
make my knees shake
take my dough, apply the heat
i just wanna see me bake
im the only person
i think that i could ever hate
rip my batteries out
just step on the corrosion
cant believe i ever let
the pussy have me floatin
steppin in this hoe
like an alcoholic shogun
you went and broke my heart
killed me for fun
trippin over succubus bitches
and i won't ever stop
i came here for the alcy
and you came here for the cock
ain't been eating lately
i just question my stability
where are all the bitches
who gon kill for me

what the fuck is really going on
im at the bottom of this bottle
and i dont have long
i cant be your joseph joestar
don't know how to be strong
since you left, nothings right
and i cant right all my wrongs
another corny song about love and disappointment
you say that he a simp, well bitch
who you think coined it?
i could try and rent a girlfriend
but the purchase gon be voided
so ill push aside my life
and devote it to the poison

papa sleep:

eyes wide open
i cant see why my heart broken
change with the wind
now you change with the tides
we werent meant to be together
we been cutting up them ties
i been feeling better since we went on our separate rollercoaster rides
it's just me myself and i
i'm not lonely
its just that everytime someone says they dont want me
i ain't get surprised
treat me coldly it's just fine
all i do is whine and people seem to fucking love it
i dont care about you
you dont care about me
say you wanna stay friends
you cant handle absolute truth
i been wasting all the summers of my youth
looking for the one to sooth my pain
maybe i'll just meet her on the internet
maybe we can meet in person
maybe she can hold my hands
maybe she can help me forget all my mistakes
all of my bad days
all of my dumb ways
turn me to a better person
i cant handle being like this
life has turned me to a bitter person
i just hope you the one painting strokes on my bigger picture
you the one who gets to hold my heart
baby can we get a fresh start
i dont think ive said enough
sit with me and watch the sunset fall till it's dark

wtf! (feat. papa sleep) [prod. jaylock]

abuse yourselves responsibly kids

mf zeph:

im speeding on the highway
feeling like shit
emotions off inside my head
hittin 100 in this bitch
i dont know where im going
but hopefully to my death
just remember im the goat
when you fuckin lay me to rest
im not the best but im magnificent
got all the halloween pillow cases
robbing all these bitches of innocence
in a sense
it might seem fucked up to you
i had a rocky fuckin childhood
what's it to you
you pushing my buttons
my whole console goin buckwild
im presenting my depression
with a real grimee style
and she fuckin with the steez
always loving the fucking grease
pop trunk on a hoe
on my ameer shit
te quiero hoe
now suck me and get out the door
i gotta get this dough
im shaking hand with a 12 wheeler
cutting life from my life
death shawty so beautiful
way she stab me wit a knife, right

daniels gone:

freezing chest need to warm it
conforming thoughts unimportant 
i feel my stomach contorting
why did i get this far
i think i laugh too hard
i think im forcing all uppidy nature
to tag on with yall
i apologize to god for all my gripes and my paws
scratching at his fucking door again cus i need a cause
ive become a hypocrite the way i beg for his claws
when i could do it all myself, but i just dont dont want to walk
and thats cool, im used to being a fool
with my head all up
in my own ass

i was the class clown bugging
i dont eat i dont fast
guess that’s why im mean mugging
give a fuck bout no class
the only time ive wasted money
honey clogging up your rear view
see you done had it since a kid
your life done fed you
but you still rap bout the hustle 
with your friends too
its hard to see the dark surrounding
when the light blinds you
catering the rules

mf zeph:

and i just wanna know if it is real
im at my wit's end
and i hope you see appeal
is it worth going on much longer
im so sorry i cant be
harder, faster, better, and stronger

wit's end (feat. daniels gone) [prod. kick tracy]

rio futaba

written, recorded, and mixed in 45 minutes
dont @ me

mf zeph:

hit a black and mild
since i done lost my heart
motherfuckers think im acting wild
i dont feel
but i keep you in my best interest
so you know it's real
always be there
whether im one, two, three
know my voice is ringing in your ears
cannot get rid of me
even if i wasnt focused on the hibbity jibbity
flip a pack like a tech deck
kick flippin for another
im in and out of pain
bumpin smuckers
peep me in that solange
almeda like it just came out
you could hate it
no reciprocation
but my name still inside your mouth
owls flying out my nest
bed at 2pm
waking up at 6 with pain inside my chest
i am not the rest
i cannot contest
i am not the best
yet i still find a way fuck shit up
in a bad way but also sumn real real good
gaze inside the mirror
watching my past fly by
doing drive bys in my dream
if you had a brain
you would see it was never bout the cream

group z (tyler the creator - group b remix)

welcome to [grimee]

peaxce:

by the power of grey skull, i'm that nigga
my nigga, what the fuck?
with this bottle i feel a whole lot of love
can't get enough
off this gin need a little bit of juice to get loose
they ask peaxce what it do? 
i'm just a nigga on a stoop
drowning out my sorrow
downing bottle after bottle 
with this pill i swallow
then i drift, in and out the matrix 
where morpheus is blueface baby (yeah aight)
so now i'm worried about a buss down, i break down
falling down this rabbit hole i go
to a world where captain planet faded off blunt smoke
shit that boy go dumb
since i'm numb to feeling of feeling
i took a look in the mirror and saw the villain
my bones chilling, it's thrilling
i need help all hell done broke loose
i'm getting chased with a noose 
and a whip across my backside
screaming i can't breathe as the battlecry 
thinking what is life?
my nigga peaxce

mf zeph:

battery acid corroded
im nasty but lost focus
im loco yet im a cobra
in a stolen dodge durango
it takes two to fuckin tango
my tablets and lsd cuddled up watching rango
i took a gaze in the mirror
and asked myself
"where the fuck them fangs go"
yo, my life on ePSXe
im dream emulating
you can keep that ps to the 3
i dont got a split second for people tryna best me
cause i sit and make music just tryna impress me
applying some stress to this weed
and break my back, im just tryna have some green into the next week

SHISHAMO (feat. peaxce) [prod. zeph]

need a big tiddy [grimee] gf

mf zeph:

i lay in my bed
and watch your silhouette drip from the ceiling
im in love with a poltergeist, dead
the mirror shatters
lookin into this heart shaped glass
i let go of all my memories from the past
for a chance at that
for a chance to hold your hand
i think we're incompatible
you're a ghoul and im a man
spectre, yuri, jin, ghost
whatever you may be
baby, you're doing the most
fuck, i just want you to hold me
my love ain't on this earth
it's something that the father told me
we been destined since my birth
cause ive been with these indecisive women
who don't know they worth
tired of rolling dice
im sorry that we cursed
but can we please just make it work
im at your door asking
baby, please, can we just make it work

get me the fuck out this hell
im your friend, im not your overlord
speakin to my family
they wish i could be open more
they ain't fuckin with my choices
they dont see an open door
they ain't seeing for a second
this shit makes me not feel sore
only thing in my dull life
makes me not want to end it
ive seen the cost of happiness
and, boy is it expensive
cant afford therapy
find pleasure in my penmanship
ill tell it to you straight
im never speaking with no censorship

a song for my friend, konata [prod. miraa.]

money money money

nickg:

i always seen no meaning so i made my own
i know i’ll never need a reason
please don’t call my phone
my brain is insatiable, making new problems
creating my failure
when i’m in public i feel like an alien
wish you could be me, i wish i could be you
it goes either way with us
i need a new thought to fixate on
i need me some healthy addictions
instead of the shit that i spend day to day on
i’m on the way to my future, and i’m the only thing stopping me
perhaps i’m just scared to grow up pull my hair out in clumps
and i feel like i’m not so free

BUT FUCK THAT EMOTIONAL POVERTY SHIT

i won’t wallow in it, kiss the bottle again and i ponder my sins
while i fill up my lungs with a garden and ball my fists up
and i think every thoughts an abyss, yuh
i can’t stay locked in this prison
sometimes i feel lost in existence
i spark up a swisher in darkness
an alternate life in my dreams got me sleeping till noon
and i wake up and miss it
like marksmen i’m hitting these beats and i beat em with bars so ballistic
i’m made out of stone and there’s cracks in my flesh
and i’m taking my throne full of cracks and some dents
inhaling the chemicals, cracks in my chest
i sound like a hit of some crack when i shred and there’s krakens and serpents insiiiiiiiiiiii-

mf zeph:

cracks in the wall
and theres cracks in my jaw
cracked floor, cracked teeth
crack whore, she neet
i need a buzz
right now, not a lightyear
always acting out of spite
no fear
this year is alc
next is dirty sprite
i feel
that i live as cicadas
obnoxious and toxic
im going psychotic
cut off the loose ends in my head
hair on the floor
am i alive or dead
question myself in this void
devoid of feeling
in this box apartment
two foot floor to ceiling
fireworks gon pop in the distance
i dont need her
but i do in this instance
habitual smoker
nicotine toker
fuck this game of poker
im burning the cards with my hands
cause i must
i damage everything i touch
give it time she said
all it made me do is lose trust
out of touch
i look in the mirror
and scream, fuck
i hate this man
im afraid of what i once was
and what i am

a sad sack of meat
bags under my eyes
under covers i constantly weep
alcohol and ash emit from my tear ducts
gather a couple bucks
fail to relinquish addictions
sorry mama
that my teeth are so yellow
my fingernails dirty
it's all part of the process
need to process my emotions
going through these notions yet again
ion wanna end up in that psych ward
i just wanna hang with my friends
and not feel alone, bumpin nightcore
but instead i got cold sores on my lips
everything reminds me that this shit ain't perfect
bitch im still hurtin but im coming back around
lately feel better than ever
heavy feelings turned light as a feather
speaking rather colder now
i think you need a sweater

pearls (feat. nickg) [prod. rarebowy]

piss on the floor type beat ʕ·ᴥ·ʔ

zeph:

you was the apple to my eyelid
i was a nihilist
parasite in my mind
i think of you when i cry
aye, 30 fuckin doves flying high, up above
just to signify, that, baby, love is no more
it needed milk and cigarettes, it went and walked out the door
me, you, and him, it couldn't be three
never mind four
im like sally's seashells
fuckin washed up on the shore
eating kiwis on my porch
reminiscing when shit was simple
gaze fixated on your dimples
he only wanna run his hands upon your nipples
but nice guys finish last
what the fuck is up with that
we was sending cat memes back and forth
and you told me that you love me and i thought it meant more
but like my childhood dreams, im fuckin falling through the floor
grease and dirty words find themselves inside my pores

ilysm:

*minor coughing fit*
aye [ur exes name here] could i get sum fuckin privacy ??
imma private eye, findin clues that both my eyes can see
nd i can see that shit aint been the same since back in november
but even back then i admit the split was always 4 the better
like look ..
our ways were different from the jump.
and  once we turned to double dutch it left us sunken in the dump
and im not afraid 2 say you held me back until the day
i went and said i think we need to spend some time away
like .. aye [ur exes name here] could u plz shut the fuck up
if i learned anything its to stop being such a suck up
used 2 think i was sayaka, im ibuki mioda
how i cycle from crowd-surfin to surfin on them sofas
like pussybooyyyyy
don't go yo! noid™ w/ ya shits
youll get curved like kickturn and toyed w/ like a bitch .
so go then ! im just out here chillin w/ my boyfriend
livin the good life until its my time like bo en .
hahaaa
*another minor coughing fit*

helvetica standard (feat. ilysm) [prod. phansyphish]

toggledawg's mom (feat. digital aids & ashyre) [prod. sodamo]

i made this in like 30 minutes

dababerson:

hah
pack in the mail, it's gone (uh)
she like how i smell, cologne (yeah)
i just signed a deal, i'm on
yeah, yeah
i go where i want
good, good
play if you want, let's do it (ha)
i'm a young ceo, suge (yeah)
yeah, yeah
the first nigga play, i'ma body a nigga (ha)
i just checked my balance
i'll probably pull up to your hood
and come buy me a nigga (no cap)
you know that your ho told you that nigga crazy
don't think that she lied to you, nigga (bitch)
get caught with your ho when i'm poppin' 'em both
now they high just like bobby and whitney (haa)
say i'm the goat, act like i don't know
but fuck it, i'm obviously winning
don't make me go hit the bank
and take out a hundred
to show you our pockets are different (ha)
i'm out with your bitch and i only want knowledge
she got a lil' mileage, i'm chillin' (uh)
you disrespect me and i'll beat your ass up
all in front of your partners and children (ahh, ahh)
i'm the type to let a nigga think that i'm broke
until i pop out with a million (i pop)
take 20k and put that on your head
and make one of your partners come kill you (yeah)
say he fuckin' with me then he gotta grow up
'cause this nigga gotta be kiddin' (kiddin')
this shit, it can't fit in my pocket
i got it, like i hit the lottery, nigga (hot, hot, hot)
opp, i'll slap the shit out a nigga
no talkin', i don't like to argue with niggas (i don't)
ain't gon' be no more laughin'
you see me whip out guns
i'm gon' shot me a nigga (no cap)
i don't follow no bitches on ig
but all of your bitches, they follow a nigga (ha)
and that lil' nigga ain't gon' shoot shit with that gun
he just pull it out in his pictures (bitch, uh)
hah
pack in the mail, it's gone (uh)
she like how i smell, cologne (yeah)
i just signed a deal, i'm on
yeah, yeah
i go where i want
good, good
play if you want, let's do it (ha)
i'm a young ceo, suge (yeah)
yeah, yeah

dababy - suge [mf zeph remix]

ぱっぱらぱーで唱えましょう
どんな願いも叶えましょう
よい子はきっと皆勤賞
冤罪人の解体ショー
雲外蒼天ユートピア
指先ひとつのヒステリア
更生　転生　お手の物 字の吹き溜まり

zeph:

im a fuckin angel
in the cockpit of the eva
try to lock me up in boxes
got some pain inside my coccyx
thought that you was different
but my conscience and my optics
stay fixated on toxic
im in your hood like robin
i been on some stocks shit

made a beat with default plug ins
your girl can suck my cock with
you halfwit, you dimwit

im just chilling in a room dimly lit
with creatures you don't know the means of, bitch
gas guzzler shawty and she operate on diesel, bitch

she need a quick fix
i make a quick flick
ion even care, bitch, i bust quick
i was pipin while she pickled my peter
now that's a tongue twist
only 21, im just another drunk kid
one you shouldn't run with
acknowledge all my faults
repress this shit inside the vaults
im like a baddie in your pokedex
find me next to ralts
another misfit, fitted, hit the bath salts
need that filthy cracked pepper, shit that look like asphalt

louis bedroom:

like damn,
fuck with me, talk to my right hand
to your left cheek, see a bright flash
bitch i’m a dog, ima bite back
you standin’ still like a mic stand
i’m makin’ moves, i do my dance
you look like candy in white vans
say you got drip but got white vans
everclear drops in my sprite can
dark circles under my tired eyes, uh
in this bitch i feel like might guy, uh
roundhouse kick straight to your right side, uh
19, ima awful kid i talk my shit
with confidence
and comments all in honestness
wait stop, forgot a fuck to give
i’m laughin, lackin’ common sense
love rappin, i’m not talkative
test me, face the consequence
mask on like anonymous
don’t cough at me, fuck off you sick
ass bitch, i’m fuckin’ awesome and
a god complex a compliment
you think you like me but we opposites
you think you like me but i’m built different
i’m hard as fuck, you a limp bizkit
i feel like miku, i got a stick
wait that’s a leek, guess i got some drip
i spin heads and necks like a leekspin
i spend checks every weekend, feastin’
i don’t think you really wanna go off in the deep end
ima wendigo in sheepskin, yuh

dystopia.mp3 (feat. louis bedroom) [prod. cqtakomb]

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