you beat me to the punch

2015. My first ever song. From the Vault. Senior year.

Intro to Komodo (2015)

Never See Me Again

Kanye West - Never See Me Again

Lyrics:

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Cause I want to be 
Your only one who
Sees up under your lies when
You will want to survive it
Everythings gone to shit

But where there’s shit there’s seeds grow
Everybody wanna know where he goes
Call me Mister K.O.M.O.D.O
Nobody calls me that .. but we know! 

CEO 
Sittin sideways
In the deebo 
Remember Rest in Peace Deebo 
——- C—-l 
Everybody in the jail 
Its gettin really scary
Look

When i dream i talk to Pharaohs
And they wanna tell me 
Go be an arrow
Shootin it really straight
Till Shoot my shot goin on point
if i miss i’ll hit a Sparrow 

Cheaper by the dusin 
Horton hears a who 
And my girl hella buzzin
Everybody wanna call me their Cousin 
Everybody wanna diss me?
Hmm.. “my cousin”

Askin me “why are you even there?”
Bitch why you breathing my air?
Everybody wanna see Sepehr
Everybody wanna call me a Pear (up here) 



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Out of tune vocals pls forgive me 

Made everything from scratch

i made this from scratch on my iPad in the Car with out of tune vocals

Every Day (Plastic Durag Chopped And Screwed Remix)

Prove It

You Beat Me to the Punch

i welcome all your support
lyrics on genius: https://genius.com/John-tuna-before-ou-will-fuck-up-me-i-will-fuck-up-ou-lyrics

Before ¥ou Will Fuck Up Me I Will Fuck Up ¥ou

The Caretaker conjures a quieter, more introspective spirit, lost in his own mind amidst a low-lit labyrinth of ever-decaying and antediluvian shellac phrases. Sourced from a mysterious collection of 78s, these vague snippets of archaic sonics reflect the ability of Alzheimers patients to recall the songs of their past, and with them recollections of places, people, moods and sensations.

04 - Libet's delay

i’m sick joke,
Like the Joker “Whacking” Murray 
Call me the Author (arther) of This Flick (fleck) Bro
I’m healthy as fuck but I’m awfully sick tho 
my words refresh and can burn like menthol 

 spite fire just to make it a bit colder
Get you trapped between a rock and my boulder
now say hello to my friend 
Adrien the boner, 
he’s in my boxer
a cocky motherfucker 

i shut myself in davey jones’ locker till tomorrow
to take a “trip”
now i’m back swoller than a motherfucker
 and life’s a bitch 
i’ll just hit the road and become a trucker

i’ll hit the road sniffin shit 
like a fuckin jenkum junky 
hit the road like fuck this shit
Start eating like Im hungry 
living life in the gutter 
man i always keep it funky
hit the road and swerve that shit
laughing like its funny
living life in the gutter

(im so smooth with the shits
call me mr butter
man i make moves on this bitch
Like 1 hunna) (x2)


Boss like john snow 
slick like john wick 
momma made me a good soul (sole)
never slip on some chicken shit 
even walk thru porta potties in the thick of it 

If i can fall, i can ball  
 rub my balls agaianst the wall
because nothing seems matter at all
So they’ll just keep nutting it on 
while you lather it.. awwwwwww...
and im just standin there and just watchin in awe 

or play the game or fall 
to your knees and crawl
be quick or be maimed 
 kungfu in the mall 
thats the game 
chuck norris is my name 

now shit.girl, ‘tack me 
and show what that booty do 
gimme a snacky like i am scooby doo
twirl your hips like a hula hoop 
im just kidding
 i just say whatever my humor do 
now im giggling
thats pretty much my only rule

i dunno about you 
but after that my life was pretty cool
look in the mirror like thats my dude
yea, that is my dude 
quitting you was like quitting the juul...

I Whisper My Bars, My Weed Too Loud

Plastic Durag

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