I knew about this song before it was on gta, but my god flying my Hydra at sunset to this hits different 

if you're in a bad place that you don't need a repeat of, take deep breaths and breathe from your left nostril

I don't ski but this song makes me wanna go down a slope ⛷️

Copy of Maxwell's Picks

Chris Crack - No More Burritos In New York

Cut em off

https://open.spotify.com/track/1YXjtzxG9vc2TI2SbsaXtg?si=3ff4d7e0b9984552

Have you brushed your teeth lately?
I bet you haven’t, baby.
I bet you hate it when you see me out with all of your friends.
Me and you was a nightmare,
Life is a daydream.
Now you’re gone, I don’t feel so crazy.
I don’t feel so worthless,
Without purpose,
But I love MDMA.

I see you all in the club,
Your ass all over the pole.
Then it’s all over a guy,
He’s tryna get to the hole.
Go to the corner, let him finger you for eighteen dollars.
Little did he know your pussy’s dry from all the marijuana.

You moved on, you do this, I told you I knew it.
Your teeth are rotting lately,
Does he remind you daily?
Is he the best you could find?
Is he so calm and so kind?
Your future is ruined,
I tried my best, you blew it.

I’m missing someone to pose with,
And going to shows with.
I signed up for a life, and you broke it.
You signed up for love and stepped on it with eight inch heels.
I hope you find your soulmate,
I know he won’t find his.
One day you’ll ask me to lie, and I’ll say, “Fuck off, bitch.”

I’ve got eight fucking love songs for someone I don’t love anymore.
Damn.
That’s sad.
That’s actually really embarrassing.
I don’t know what to say after that.
Yeah.

Baby, we were locked in,
Why you gotta call a locksmith?
You yell so damn loud I fucking lost it.
You suck so damn hard, he’ll really like you.
I should’ve never tried in the first place.
I mean never, like ever.
My life was hell and flames, just like the Nether.
I miss our Minecraft world.
I hate this.
I don’t want your brain, but your body’s contagious.
I feel bad for, like, all your friends.
At some point they’ll realize you’re not who you say you are.
Baby, you know it’ll go like the last time,
Like last time,
Like last time.

You moved on, you do this, I told you I knew it.
Your teeth are rotting lately,
Does he remind you daily?
Is he the best you could find?
Is he so calm and so kind?
Your future is ruined,
I tried my best, you blew it.

I’m missing someone to pose with,
And going to shows with.
I signed up for a life, and you broke it.
You signed up for love and stepped on it with eight inch heels.
I hope you find your soulmate,
I know he won’t find his.
One day you’ll ask me to lie, and I’ll say, “Fuck off, bitch.”
prod. peril

Teeth

Another (vaguely) reimagined old song about the two weeks I spent thinking I might mean something to a girl who worked in Boots... and getting drunk on Hooch in Esquires, Bedford.

Whatever Happens…

Urban Hymns

The Drugs Don't Work

One of the best unreleased tracks in His-Story!!


[Ol' Dirty Bastard]
Please pull the plug if the drugs are winning
Cuz the high will keep your world spinning
Wasted time, thought about the high with fam
True the cash was there, and the stash was there
And I thought that Forever that the Wu was there
Wasted time, on hoes, pussy and clothes
I'm the Don of the rose, it's the life I chose
Baby mamas are the worst, bitches don't even work
Yet the coach bag matches with your hat and your skirt
So I swept for no reason, disappeared for seasons
Room may be padded, but damn, it's more easy
Beautiful girls tease me, they see the sleaze in me
But I'ma stay Dirty, except the snake
No more will I waste the cake, no more will I run from Jake
No more will I make mistakes, no more will I waste the time (nope)

[Chorus: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
No more will you spit in my drink, no more will you poison me
I'ma climb real high, feel free with the thug inside
No more will I run and hide, wastin' time
No more will I taste the drugs, no more will I dodge the slugs
I'ma climb real high, feel free with the thug inside
No more will I run and hide, no more will I run and hide
No more will I waste the time

[Ol' Dirty Bastard]
I walk on a dirty trail of cash and L's
Red Rose, you get high when I exhale
Jumped bail cuz the judge promised my ass jail
West Coast couldn't hide me, the world's an audience
Passed out from the high like Martin Lawrence
Had me in the room next to Sarah Connor's
But my problem's much greater than any Terminator
Not one visit from fam, just letters from fans
Saying "Dirt keep ya head up and fuck getting wet up"
The Roc told me to sign on the dotted line
"Welcome home, Russell Jones, you've been wastin' time"
Rocked up a little, bling bling a little
Now every roach in the cracks wanna jump in the Ac'
Every cat in the front gotta ride in the back
You freaks in the Ford, I ride a Cadillac
You freaks in the Ford, I ride a Cadillac
At last...

[Chorus]

Age of Consent (2015 Remaster)

New Order

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