Another blunt to the face 

Looking like i got mased

Always on the money chase 

Leaving home without a trace

Cause the dolo is solo

From the bottom of my soul 

And the socks stay polo 

From Acapulco gold

But never was cholo 

Always felt like Anakin 

But I always hung solo

Fuck friends when them racks come in

If they hit me I forgive but ill laugh at them

Ima turn my story from a tragic sin 

can already hear my classic hits

If there's plenty Pisces in the sea ima fish

Gotta leave my basement

Gotta take a fucking risk

Still rob the cornor store hitting liqs 


earth is for the taking 

Taking what i can get


Light a cigarette 

Can't forget a pass so dimly lit 

trying to chill fill my philly with 

Some herbs on the real 

Feeling like a fish in water with no gills 

a dishwasher with no skills 

Facts are I know i'm ill so I choose to take a pill

From trillinois 

Where niggas do u like Troy 

Guilty of it myself 

But they still love your boy 

OGs knew I needed help 

And they helped your boy 

Meet me at the crossroads split the wealth 

With ur boy

In a fast car keep it hot magmar 

Still bumping gangstarr 

Can't love a hoe with a fast heart

I dnt need the donation like fasfa

Done being broke like a joke ima stand up 


Taking what I can get





thanks for giving it a listen

ANOTHER BLUNT (Prod. By Yung Dripp)

Prod. By: False Ego - Fatality
Mixed by: Preuss The Moose

*Terence Mckenna speaks*

Preuss The Moose (Verse 1)

Been a minute since I stepped up to the plate
Follow thru still butter smooth time to get away
Information overload scrollin' but nothing penetrate
Where the heart go? 'Tween a rock and a hard place
I've been tryna find it, not reclining on a calm day
See the storm comin' - Why they all runnin' the wrong way?
Do you hold close? Or got most out at arm's length
Pacin' back and forth - war paint on a gaunt face
Fall face flat turn it when I state facts
Stay back let the bass slap, can't stay trapped
Destroy then rebuild - prevents how the pain stack up
Bad luck, welcome to the land of the fucked
Nah it ain't so bad - I'm just askin' wassup?
Why the food all fake and my fam all drugged?
Dragged through the mud catch him looking for the sun
Son been a sinner sit down and stitch up your cuts
Caught a haymaker watch him lick off the blood
Sending for some saints came back more buzzed
Bet he wanna talk - I don't so hush hush
I rolled this spliff up to puff and not erupt
Rush in my head - The fuck did I said?
Said it with no kindness, kinda just how you left it

Dirty Swank (Verse 2)

Bout to crip walk to the blue hunnids 
In my shoebox rocking with some new ones 
Stunnin' looking like from London with a spliff I'm runnin'
Do work Paul Bunyan yeah, DO WORK DO WORK
Ima loose cannon with a screw loose
But a tight noose been inhaling gas fumes I want all the smoke 
Stones like a pope with a big ass coat 
Yeah I want all the beef call me Jack Links
Cause I Jack Links I'ma rap fiend and need drugs
It's a funny thing when it comes to being numb 
Walk to the beat of my coke fulled drum
You feel the heat when I don't feel none
Have a scar just to see something
And I'm still broke hear it in my bones and my pockets on low 
Like reaching for a goal life is reaching for a goal 
At least for a while now my head high 
Like I took a big toke of the alpine 
'Bout to plummet to the earth like a mudslide 
Mud in my cup that's a fun time 
But still, speed it up like amphetamines
In the IV quick delivery like I ordered Jimmy's 
unbelievable like you seen it on Ripley's
Moving like a semi-automatic yeah Im still shiftin'
While I see copies still printing
Allahu AKBAR cuz yeah god sent me, ey

DIRTY SWANK x PREUSS THE MOOSE - Dosido

Dirty Swank
Diego Picasso
D.Swagg
These are many of my alter egos

Diego's World

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