DOG BOY

Space Cowboy

не панк - the raven (speed up)

for entertainment
prod. sf cull

so shut out and taken away
didnt listen to them i regret everything
get a grip of yourself, you're losing your ring
(get a fucking grip, get a fucking grip)

i dont feel too at home
rewire my brain
find somewhere to roam
hold me by my chain

getting colder by the second
use your words as a weapon
i dont wanna read your message
fucking hate feeling so threatened

field of grass laying outside
thats where i watched myself die
get your fucking head in line
no its not gonna be fine

so shut out and taken away
didnt listen to them i regret everything
get a grip of yourself, you're losing your ring
(get a fucking grip, fall over and trip)

i dont feel too at home
rewire my brain
find somewhere to roam
hold me by my chain

said its gon be okay
took me in as a stray

get a grip

ebk osama one mic(Instrumental)

wifiskeleton - party (instrumental)

pony

a cover of “nope your too late i already died” by wifiskeleton and i wanna be a jack-o-lantern

nope your too late i already died (isipxans and tezvix cover)

Guessed for the most part on the drums and tone since there's no studio version yet

The Strokes - The Adults Are Talking (Instrumental Cover)

Lyrics:

fear my sounds
where i found them
share my fountain 

run away
run or stay and fight
praying night befall my 

sight

wide eyed, bide my time
why’d i find my mind
right now

cry i lie my head down
high off of my pipe
i vow

to never be addicted again
see my ego shifting my 
friend make no mistake

i am very sick of these men
and the way the way they wanna picket my 
pen, i love i hate

the way you look at me
as if i really shouldnt be alive

as if i seem to pull at the
string that keep you fooled that you’ll survive
this

take a look around
through your iris

you never outliving that virus

decision to be living is high risk

my piss

yellow like the jello
in my big lead fridge, I

take it out and then get inside!

maybe it’ll save me from the nuclear fire

can’t stop
i aint getting tired, lie

awake at night
i count a million sheep

i spy a spider
on my ceiling he creep uh

with my niggas in the 
dead of the night

strangest figures 
silhouetted by light
wanna fight?
i would rather not dirty my art
or my heart 
with a feeling like spite

right

i yearn for a different world 
where the people not offended by my “negative” imagery
energy symmetry 
i believe theres beauty in what i make
i am the product of everything before me aint gonna fake nothing

all i did was make shit with homies and now we fucking buzzing
bumble bees the last of a dying breed with my fucking cousins
yeah, 
we just gon create for good and badness sake
we yell until the “Sleeping On Us” come awake

and I’m just looking forward to some better days
for everybody dying at a different pace
i hope that i can see you in a different place
if none of us competing then there isn’t race

i tried just
know a nigga put in that work one time
all this drawing at a table tend to hurt my spine
open up my jaw and they avert they eyes

no more
they will hear my cries, I’m
something more than you would find
by judging my spirit by my ethnic ties

black sheep
cast away

don’t come near my flock today

with the wolves 
go and play

i am not a leper 
i was born that way

and 
you are not a shepherd 
you a wolf in human clothing

fuck a nigga following
and fuck a stick you holding

i am not clay 
to manipulate for molding

i wish you saw us both same


i wish you saw us both same


no shit
this nigga doesnt give a fuck about yoooou
new shit hit just like a typhoon
don’t talk to me when I’m drawing my toons

hoe bitch
please listen to a nigga when he moving his lips
like go little indian he moving his hips
like show all the little men what doing shit is

make a decision
are you a black sheep?

there is no place like home
for the tired

you may wanna go out of your way
but every single second falling off of these days

i don’t want 
none of your
sitting and hating another

spider gang
brighter than you and yo sister and brother

I HAVE MINES
WRITE MY LINES
TAKE MY TIME
BEFORE WE DIE

WHAT HAVE WE DONE
TO HOME IN THE SKY
WANTED TO FLY
A LITTLE TOO HIGH

I JUST WANT TO KNOW WHERE I GO MICHAEL
MAYBE IM A 
MAYBE IM A FOOL I TRIFLE

I DONT WANNA SEE THE END
BUT I, I WONT STOP MARCHING, FRIENDS

WHERE DID HE COME FROM AND WHERE DID HE GO?
I SAW HIM THAT ONE TIME OUTSIDE OF A SHOW
I KNOW WHO HE IS NOW BUT I DIDNT KNOW
OF SOMETHING THAT UGLY WITH A RADIANT GLOW

BLACK SHEEP (PROD. WENDIGO)

@johnnascus - vocals
@dakota-carley-820376372 - drums
me on guitar and bass

ebk osama one mic(Instrumental)

ea7.joel

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