JAVIER BARDEM

FULL TANK OF GAS

REAL REAL REAL REAL
SHOUTOUT TO @6sos @kenopro79 @gelbott
EVERY IDEA IS A GOOD IDEA

hometown hero (GELBOTT & WITCHGOD prod. Pope Cyrus VII)

we can get high (feat. WITCHGOD)

feat @gelbott and @6sos (WITCHGOD)

[P]
drink polistirex, there’s sin upon my hands so wash me
i’m crippling my body

[W]
rotting in my tomb
blood runs thin once i’m exhumed
rising like the sun above
talaeat alshams, great god above, matar aldam, sky raining blood
i will reign again, buried for so long
my army of the dead will march along

[P]
dirty clothes, bloodied up, looking like a zombie
tutankhamun, suffocating in the sand around me
drink polistirex, there’s sin upon my hands so wash me
i’m crippling my body
dirty clothes, bloodied up, looking like a zombie
tutankhamun, suffocating in the sand around me
drink polistirex, there’s sin upon my hands so wash me
i’m crippling my body

i’m so desperate, i just wanna feel something real
my hands shakin’, i can’t even crack open the seal

[G]
take a minute and just look around
find yourself some peace of mind
i’ll find you on the empty road
i’m trapped here for eternal time
my soul gon’ fly, but i won’t leave
i'm hanging on the edge of life
meet me on the crossroads
i’mma take you to the other side
oh my god
i can’t wait
for my time
to leave this place
other side
wandering
empty road
we all gon’ sing

[P]
dirty clothes, bloodied up, looking like a zombie
tutankhamun, suffocating in the sand around me
drink polistirex, there’s sin upon my hands so wash me
i’m crippling my body

covered in my own blood, sometimes i just watch it
i know if i tried, then i’d have a chance to stop it
covered in my own blood, sometimes i just watch it
i know if i tried, then i’d have a chance to stop it

Tutankhamun (feat. WITCHGOD & GELBOTT)

He hasn’t slept in probably, uh, seven days
Seven
Seven
You are watching a master at work
You watchin’ the juice

Sell that tar, I got black in the bag
Fucked yo’ girl, got Mags in the bag
Everybody wanna go find my stash
V’s and the I’s, I’m wavin’ that flag
45 hits, yeah I’m too drugged out
If he talk down, I’mma hit him with the roundhouse
Walker, Texas Ranger kick
Got a Walker, Texas Ranger fit
Shawty unbutton my flannel, yeah
She tackle me, that’s actual, yeah
Now she gon’ take my boots off, yeah
I’mma use the free head coupon, yeah
Stealin’ drugs from Walgreen’s
I stole guns from every Walmart
Shoot him in the guts, he gon’ be like

Bad MILF shawty, she all on me
Whip full of cougars, I’m Ricky Bobby
Now I got scratches upon my body
Number on your back, hockey
Hired a hitman, you gon’ die
I got guns, you ‘bout to die
All of my opps unlucky as shit
They ‘bout to die
Neck on coffee, iced
All my beats they nice
Neck on coffee, iced
All my beats they nice

I could face a thousand blunts
I could eat a thousand bitches
They know me, I’m on a mission
Knock you out your fuckin’ britches
Wearin’ a holster I’m at the saloon
Chester, it’s high noon
One, two, three, shot ‘em all
Fuck the marshal, fuck the law
Country roads, these bitches curvy
Flip her ‘round, I will reverse it
All my bitches over thirty
Think I found my fuckin’ purpose
Oh, this shit’s not simple
I give shots, you givin’ tickles
Lil’ red car, I’m Stuart Little
Got bread, got cheese, where my pickles?

Bad MILF shawty, she all on me
Whip full of cougars, I’m Ricky Bobby
Now I got scratches upon my body
Number on your back, hockey
Hired a hitman, you gon’ die
I got guns, you ‘bout to die
All of my opps unlucky as shit
They ‘bout to die
Neck on coffee, iced
All my beats they nice
Neck on coffee, iced
All my beats they nice

Coffee, Iced

FEAT @acidsouljah & @gelbott
PROD BY POPE MIXED BY POPE

lookin like ellen swaggin like ellen money like ellen we ellen we up yah

Ellen #tybg (feat. Acid Souljah & GELBOTT)

care 4 me

u should show me

syrup monarch

puppy

really pop

anemone

clickbait your soul, you gon’ listen, gon’ listen
i’ll make you listen to these tales of my trips and
you ain’t goin’ nowhere, ‘less i got a show there
snowfall in my crib and my coat made of polar bear
no i am not lois, i don’t mess with peta
but my pockets giant, i got that velveet-veet-veet
bartholomew, hang with my sis like she lisa
if you is not family then (shh) 

i apologize, for the
i apologize, -ume
i apologize, for the
-ume, -ume, -ou -ou -ou -ou -ou

what is genuine?
who will ever let you in?
what does it even mean to win? 

i insist, this is new, built this world to show to you
vivid greens, saccharine pink, had to seek a sweeter hue
reconnect your senses, don’t tell me when i already knew 
reconnect your senses, don’t tell me when i already knew 
woman of my dreams, what you need? this a higher love
heart to heart, soul to soul, this goes beyond shoulder rubs
you don't gotta be paranoid, i'm enough for the both of us
uh oh, uh uh uh, uh oh, uh uh uh

what is genuine?
who will ever let you in?
what does it even mean to win? 

i insist, this is new, built this world to show to you
vivid greens, saccharine pink, had to seek a sweeter hue
reconnect your senses, don’t tell me when i already knew 
reconnect your senses, don’t tell me when i already knew 
woman of my dreams, what you need? this a higher love
heart to heart, soul to soul, this goes beyond-beyond-beyond
you don't gotta be paranoid, i'm enough for the both of us
uh oh, uh uh uh, uh oh, uh uh uh

Woman Of My (２８１４- テレパシー)

I been cuttin’ ties with everybody that I know
If you not gon’ pick the paddle up, you off the boat
Ain’t one flex they make authentic, yet they brag and boast
If I tell you ‘bout this shit, it’s ‘cause I fuckin’ know
If you never lost 50 racks, don’t talk to me
If you never lost 50 bands, don’t talk to me
Cross through the sunrise, you could say it dawned on me
If you can’t stand upon a lake, don’t walk to me
Everybody weak now, prayin’ for a miracle
Just know if you givin’ up the wheel, it ain’t steerable
Left the shit in God’s hands, now you doin’ miserable
Dawg, you gotta get it out the mud when you feel terrible
Dog in me barkin’, ain’t got rid of it
They wan’ take away the spark when you in the mix
Damn, I spent a couple K on a syllabus
This shit make me wanna go and traffic Ritalin

When you a Snapchat plug, you get paranoid
Everything you built could be smashed by an asteroid
Girlie, I’m not tryna meet your friends or your new boy
Everybody fake now, spin on you like The Voice

Birds of prey swoop and they really catch the big koi
Never want suspicion, so I’ll let you be the big koi
But three stacks in my pocket turn me to Big Boi
Bein’ frank, Benny never could’ve filled the void

Used to drink a lot of syrup ‘cause it felt good
Tryin’ not to put my brains on the hardwood

When you a Snapchat plug, you get paranoid
Everything you built could be smashed by an asteroid
Girlie, I’m not tryna meet your friends or your new boy
Everybody fake now, spin on you like The Voice

I know that you on your ass, watchin’ me gettin’ it
I know that you on your ass, you be watchin’ FreshAndFit
Y’all gon’ take advice from internet misogynists
Cut ya podcast in half, King Solomon
Matter of fact, let’s be done with all the commentary
Say another word, I’ll put you in obituaries
Touch my baby, I’mma dump you in the tributary
Nature took its course, you flowin’ to the estuary
Fish food never gets to go to cemeteries
I’mma tell you like I learned this shit in seminary
Sharpie cross on my knife, and I hail Mary
I’m the hottest motherfucker born in January
Age of Aquarius, I take your god and bury him
Judgment really never gonna reach us, so we devilish
I’m the real Pope, what the fuck’s up with the Catholics?
Picked the number seven out the bin, so I’m heaven sent
Back when was 14, I was not a hooligan
Did the math a couple times and then I found out who I is
21, I think I’m finally cool with who I’m coolin’ with
Ain’t a metaphor, on the court, we be shootin’ it
Even when the H went to a F, they still shootin’ it
Robyn Fenty in a bag, what is he gon’ do with this?
We ain’t got no empathy, he hit the nod? Hilarious
You can keep the white, I want the green pack, D’Squarius

Used to drink a lot of syrup ‘cause it felt good
Tryin’ not to put my brains on the hardwood

Had to get it on the west side, woadie
I been grindin’ on the west side, woadie
Had to get it on the west side, woadie
I been grindin’ on the west side, woadie

When you a Snapchat plug, you get paranoid
Everything you built could be smashed by an asteroid
Girlie, I’m not tryna meet your friends or your new boy
Everybody fake now, spin on you like The Voice

Had to get it on the west side, woadie
I been grindin’ on the west side, woadie
Had to get it on the west side, woadie
I been grindin’ on the west side, woadie

Snapchat Plug #paranoid

I wanna give you
What you been longin’ for
I wanna see it through
And I know you want it too
Let me smoke your cigarette
Quote some books I never read
Still, we’d be legitimate
We too old for innocence

Shawty let me be your champion
You wanna feel real love? Yo tambien
Always ruminating on our conversations
Should I shoot now? I can't keep you waitin' 
Plead for this to be true
Say that you want me too
Plead for this to be true
Say that you want me too

Why would you tolerate?
It’s gettin’ so lonesome
We both got time to waste
I’d like to merge souls, love

Uh, get my nails right
Get my hair right, do I look nice?
Got the Blazers on my feet and they all white
And I’m pullin’ out my league, I’m like, “oh, my.”
Wanna kiss you and then show you I’m about it
But the tremble in my hands make you doubt it
You the prettiest when the room is crowded
But you lookin’ in the mirror and you doubt it

Baby, I just want you here tonight
I cannot pretend like I’ll change your life
Baby, I just want you here tonight
I cannot pretend like I’ll change your life

I wanna give you
What you been longin’ for
I wanna see it through
And I know you want it too
Let me smoke your cigarette
Quote some books I never read
Still, we’d be legitimate
We too old for innocence

Shawty let me be your champion
You wanna feel real love? Yo tambien
Always ruminating on our conversations
Should I shoot now? I can't keep you waitin' 
Plead for this to be true
Say that you want me too
Plead for this to be true
Say that you want me too

Why would you tolerate?
It’s gettin’ so lonesome
We both got time to waste
I’d like to merge souls, love


Champion

Mother (feat. Chipps)

welcome to POPE CYRUS VII
you can stop digging now
HE has found you
the search is complete
rejoice

Pope Cyrus VII

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