story about something that happened to me when i was 9.

lyrics:

Let me tell you 

At the age of nine, Dad ashed a cig in my eye 

So I could see clearly and sincerely I don't hold it against him.

But every time we talk I still feel the tension 

I guess it's something that I shouldn't have mentioned 

Now let's get back to the present. 


I'm all alone tryna make it on my own

I rented me a shoebox and somehow called it home. 

I held down a job while I paid off all my loans 

But it's getting harder now I feel the crackin' in my bones. 


Yo im gasping for some air while im riding on a snare 

Like a page out of my book yeah you decided to tear 

It's kinda funny thought you wouldn't even care 

But my roots running deep that's why im not cutting my hair. (x2) 

I'm grasping for some knowledge and this time I will pay homage

To the one's who held me down and decided to stay around. 

But if you find me you might frown, cause I'm six feet underground.

I came back to take my throne I pull the pen out of my dome. 

I place my foot up on your skull and blood gushes up out your nose. 

Goke he get aggressive, but really he's obsessive. 

Read his lines it is depressing unstable is what Im guessing

Felt this way since I was nine, I saw the fire in my eye.

Maybe it is by design and one day I will be fine 

Until then I'll walk the line until you fuckers feel my shine

But I'm gasping for some air while im riding on a snare 

Like a page out of my book it's like you decided to tear 

It's kinda funny thought you wouldn't even care 

But my roots running deep that's why I'm not cutting my hair. Yo I'm saying. (x2)

roots.

passengerprincess - 4kcarpet (platinumbluu flip)

lyrics:

yo it’s baldi in this bitch, ruler slap, chalk dust
they said two was controversial, but I dont really give a fuck
whiteboard say solve for X, but I’m tryna solve for neck
she got a fat ass, almost fat as my check


fucked a bad bitch in the gym, on the mats
tied her wrists to the bleachers, hit it from the back
she moaning equations, two plus two is four
I nut on her face, say bitch what's the score



basement under the school, with the soundproof walls
epstein used to kick it here, we traded hoes {in the halls}*
she screamin Mr. Baldi harder! like quiet, we doin’ long division
nine inches deep, in my class, make her see the vision

*(replace in the halls with the "no running in the halls" vox)


detention slip say “bad” make her read it aloud
bend her over the desk, skirt up, no sound
ruler tappin the clit like I’m keepin the tempo
hunnid problems on the board, but you aint one of them hoe

I teach math bitch, I’m Baldi with the ruler 
Smack a hoe ass if she fail the quiz, no tutor
Principal walk in, he missed a lotta lore cuh
He say baldi, what the fuck? I say Common Core, bruh


playtime? *long pause* nah it’s play wit mine
stay strapped with my ruler, and my glocks and my 9s
she scream you got it wrong! I say Shut up, do me
got that dope ass ruler, leave welts on her coochie!



my mommy beats me

math freestyle

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zFSJxPlCRPY

from da backkkk

was randomly struck with inspiration to edit this track off the new opn album!! sped it up, extended some sections out, and added some funky breaks, bass, and gabber kicks >:3 hope u enjoy!

✍ Illustration by Teeth:
https://www.tumblr.com/clinicallydumb
https://www.tiktok.com/@mymicrophone

✚ FOLLOW OPN:
https://soundcloud.com/oneohtrix-point-never
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♫ Original song:
https://soundcloud.com/oneohtrix-point-never/rodl-glide

Oneohtrix Point Never - Rodl Glide (Sophiaaaahjkl;8901 Edit)

I Packed The Box

Writing: Zelda Lulamoon (Vylet Pony)
Music: Vylet Pony
Vocals: Vylet Pony
Production, Mixing, & Mastering: Vylet Pony 
Cover Art: Dexter Daybreaker

Arceus

Prod. @2961

Started checking out the game
Almost in an instant I done hopped into the fray
I done planned to go big, let these people know my name
And I ain’t gonna go no where, I’ll be here to stay
Tell me whatchu doin?

I done peeped the process
Saw the fun in it, then turn this shit into a contest
Was locked in consuming daily, I had become obsessed
Found a clique crazy enough to continue this nonsense  
We gon’ keep moving

Didn’t think these lines of code
Would consume our whole world, changing all our ebb and flow
We done gave so much just to be a little known
‘Member when we had to wait for the videos to load?
(go, take me back)
 
The culture changed so fast
Ain’t nothing us, we was quick to get a   grasp
Back then, man the space was so damn crass
Had to ask how long could we make this last?

A series of tubes brought the world to a halt
Caught in the web, ignoring all of its faults
We gon’ keep on pushing on ‘til our careers could get a jolt
Got too much trapped in the vault
So let’s go
Got my clique wit me, tell me whatchu need to know
Rep my whole city, that’s where I got all this flow
I was made to give all you viewers a show
Gone too deep into this ---- to ever try and take it slow

We’ve all wondered what it’s like to be the center of attention
Eyes perking up everytime we get a mention
Know the grass is greener but we all forget the blessings
What we wouldn’t give to drive people our direction
I’ll show the worlds what’s new
Broadcast myself, so that you can learn to move unskewed
You might think that what I make ain’t new
But to create is the only thing I know how to do
What route could you take?
Will your reputation break the fabric of this space
Further taint the message or revolutionize the game
So all this won’t be the same
Take yo stance -----
Here's your chance to keep it fresh
Was never ‘bout being the best
I just wanna put myself to test
And I’ma do it without my life being on blast 
Only here to create, never living in the past


Broadcast Yourself™ [DEMO]

QUARK

vocals:
cece natalie - ambulance
jane remover - dreamflasher

#red40music

Broadcast Yourself™ [DEMO]

Nas Jee

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