the main grievance of mortality is thinkin you immortal
unable to grasp the concept of passin to corporeal
ethereal whimsy like a racket tempting fate
emptying plates in a conveyor fashion breaks
become normal, embrace lost in the age
age lost to the memory, slated non-promises you shake
unknowingly, lack of care and piss becomes ovaltine
worried you're a burden still burdening
the people you love. unknowingly. unknowingly.
i can't imagine how you're thinking, im foraging
the trees for more than there is.
when you smell like a fridge left open during a power outage
or a crypt, i view you from a distance so out of it
how can something in my home feel so distant?
your will to live unbreaking like a piston
keeping you going, keeping your heart open
but your ears become closed overtime
type of shit i feel the guilt of postin online
even in private, posted in line like a private
awaiting orders from a drunken lieutenant
thinkin you got wisdom left yet the roulette
landed on black, when every instance i think heart attack
but thats just your normal decorum, i lack
the diction to communicate how i truly feel
type of moments that play back in my head like a cinema reel
im skimmin the real to cope a bit more,
hope recently been making me so sore-
i drink as a destressor
smoke as a destressor
hate the fact one day youll be a photo in the dresser
when a prideful human lives long enough to see her daughter undress her
i dont think im good enough to be the successor,
at my leisure giving into vice,
i fear i never truly intook advice
not that you'd remember.
im the center of attention in a picture uncentered.
and i try to be unbending, but i still break
because i feel the breaking point of the saints i view above me
succumbing to emotion and thinkin im stupider for it.
i have unprocessed traumas, but it seems the stress is unending
i view myself as lesser compared to the family
yet i know i'm an equal, i have a weak will that keeps me on the edge
and i dont know how to deal with losing someone that kept me on that ledge
the impermanence of a broken promise that recovery is ensured
when you know it wont get better til the hearse
for once i dont think im being cynical,
that scares me, these thoughts are seemingly cyclical
pivotal to a turning point that im not sure of quite yet,
never needed acid for an ego death, you truly only need real death.
the biggest building jump of all time is losing your breath
as a message sent telling you your friend aint here.
or having selfish sexual pleasure ruined because of a feline friend.
i cant stomach looking into the mirror, im haunted by ghosts
haunted by quotes of things ive said, or the imagery of mangakas enjoyed by my ex.
keep saying i need therapy but cant bring myself to extend
my hand out to a helping hand. maybe i dont want to put those things to rest.
maybe im haunted by the doctors who told me everything in my head was pretend
im a broken human looking for anything at all thats left,
i grow more callous and apathetic as empathy overtakes
and i feel so stupid about the stuff that aches
id rather talk about others problems before my own
id rather talk you out of suicide from a phone
than address the fact i feel so alone
or the fact that suicide sounds like a homophone
of any distinct vocabulary you could utter.
ive always sought out a someone,
and i think i have that someone
then how come i always feel i have nothing
maybeitsbecauseimnoone

Maybeitsbecauseimnoone (Ed Scissor - Please Say Something Freeverse)

prod by me under alias shauni

lyrics
Smoking cigarettes just to die slow
I’m an asshole 
Wit a nice flow
Suck on me fuck on me take my life slow in the eye of the cyclone
Lil hoe getting piped hoe
She get bent over in the Range Rover she give head to me I’m a fucking soldier


Im a fuckin soldier
Thought my life was over
Usin drugs to escape
Til i got sober
Used to think i need a lover
Now that part of life is over
That fuckin bitch? Ima fuckin throw her
Throw her out the trunk of my civic straigjt into the water 


Shit be gettin heated
we got robby wit da blicky
Shi get sticky
Like my tip when yo bih is finished
Mark my words
Im never finished
My value up
Can't be diminished
Bad ass bitch but
She a masochist 
She like to suffer
She like my demeanour 
N that im a fiend bruh


Smoking cigarettes just to die slow
I’m an asshole 
Wit a nice flow
Suck on me fuck on me take my life slow in the eye of the cyclone
Lil hoe getting piped hoe
She get bent over in the Range Rover she give head to me I’m a fucking soldier


demonic timing w/ ROB FROST

prod mix master by me under alias shauni
welcome back twin

reunion w_ xstnct

baker

HOSTAGE W/ XSTNCT

produced by me under the alias shauni
lyrics later


Snakes / Freeze

RollDaBlunt 2008 Prod.Newdist

Following one of the craziest weekends in Rap in recent memory, the JBP dissects each record that has been released since last Friday night starting with Drake’s ‘Family Matters’ (21:50) before Kendrick Lamar stepped on it less than an hour later with ‘Meet The Grahams’ (1:44:48). Kendrick then drops ‘Not Like Us’ produced by DJ Mustard a day later (2:59:08), Drake responds with ‘THE HEART PT. 6’ on Sunday night (3:41:14), the room debates whether he is waving the white flag, and more! 

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Episode 723 | "Fancy Feast"

Undefeated Underdogs- COME OUTSIDE GET MONEY (prod by Thyeosthyco)

sk3lly - kick me when im down prod. floorish

Talez Ov A Horror Flick

Misery (Get Your Ass On The Floor)

best known for my interview in the courier's tragedy by richard wharfinger
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