VERSE1:
Lets take a walk… c’mon catch up
It’s my time to fess up, sorry if I messed up
Never been the next up, wasnt in my bag
They’ll love it if its sad, promise it will pass in a second

Count my blessing, on the another hand
I was touchin land, toes on the motherland
Never curse another man, workin on myself
Flirtin with my mental health is worth it if help

Im hurtin, but worth it all the same
Likes word upon the page ill illustrate the pain 
The real estate has change, and this buildin is condemned 
had a feelin it would blend like beginnin of the end

If I'm winning it depends on the worldview, heard you
I would never curve you if we share same purview 
-Out past the curfew, lost in the sunset
This is the beginning, ya boys not done yet

VERSE2:
Still water runs deep, lets breach the surface
2 years feelin worthless, but now I see my purpose
Born from the ashes, like I will rise again
if the flight ascends, then I'm alive again

Let the wind catch my sails and guide my path
If I had lied strike me down for each time I laughed
With this iron staff,  you shall not pass
on the fifth day, look east and the truth will come fast

Loose, and arrows gone passed, rain it down
Shoot my shot, like she gone take round
take it back, apologize and make it known
This paths my own just trynna make it home

I’m in my zone lampin, watchin noah samsen
Brick by brick until i got my own mansion
Atilla’s own grandson, a warriors rage
paint pictures, with words off this glorious page

VERSE3:
At these therapy sessions, I can barely be present
scary to tell the truth like I care for the message
Its apparent I said it, unaware that I meant it
I dare the contestant thats unaware and contested

YEA im in my bag now, discount and half price
dead a long time, lets calculate the half life
genius in a past life, with letters from prison
I bet I’m the  victim, like lenin is set in his wisdom

Yea its like that, been known to write back
If I sleep then time lapse, I repeat that Im back
Now see what I’ve seen, and feel what I’ve felt
I’m screamin to the mirror untilI tell on myself

Feelin televised how im alone and lost in it
I’m gone, so long  alive at loss limit
My life was not with it let me make this plan
Been gone a long time trynna make this man

"So Far Gone" Produced by DJ Pain1

VERSE1:
Keep ya friends close, but keep your ops closer
No sir, I can’t cover up the exposure
With A calm composure not riddled with fear
Composer, van Gogh, and gimme ya ear

Thats madness, let me fade into blackness
If its praxis I’ll  Spin the block on its axis
The last bitch is past tense, an actress
Couldn’t stop lyin, so i skipped outta the address

In and - outta  access, she added no value
Now you, can kick rocks and get lost in the gravel
I see it in the headlines, wow, in the deadmines
A russian baker, this bitch after my breadline

Finally got bedtime, that nightmares over
I’m light years sober with this light beer soda
I might feel olda, you could say im grown now
2 feets better than 6, standin on my own now

VERSE2:
A thicc chick? Think quick, its quite nice
Fuck a thin mint I’m waitin for ice spice
Its real, Hit stick, 2k on the hands
Its hard to find time, if ya losin all ya bands

See you cruisin with ya mans, I don’t sweat it
Seen this all before and I know where its headed
So let it, im ten moves ahead on the chess board
Get bored, then we hitcha head on the headboard

Yes lord, apologize for speakin this sin
I’ll repent but let me exercise this demon within
And I’m meanin to win let me scheme first
pixar top drafts, and I see it in the dream works

My play toy story, theres way more glory
I can’t keep snorin if theres more days for me
Mundane mondays  and I’m workin for the weekend
Gotta keep a chin up if you’re swimmin in the deep end

VERSE3:
I’m a mad man, check it, I’m a bad man
Dumpster fire, smoke grouch outta the trash can
They say I’m back man, I say that I never left
Aye u stay golden - this love is a treasure chest

And I’m ever blessed, said it next with no repeatin
I’m eatin, and my own queen gets the treatin
Whiskey, 2 cubes, sugar for the sweet tea
Water if its fiji, some vodka if you freaky

If the stars collide then I’ll ask for a fortune
Snakes in the grass, but shields for the gorgon
Her head game nasty and her skin tones foreign
If the call is audible then I’m end zone scorin

if I touch ground, its touch down and lift off
Lampin, ice cold like swimmin with wim off
We can get lost, and chase the stars in the sky
Lets think of some phrases that starts with an i

"Fanny Pack" Produced by Dreamlife

VERSE1:
A life like mine? Thats pure white wine
Rays of sunshine can cut up the skyline
And If send a message when I enter or return
Like you better be concerned how  this wedding ring is earned, cmon

Lets take a walk through memory lane
spent - every day just pressin replay
It’s depression the way but still depressin the play
With baited breathes waitin on what the message would say

Aiight, then, I came and left and made a best impression
But paid less attention, and then I got to steppin
My fault, I own that,  recognize my own bad
But a king needs a queen to go an get the throne back

Since I have your 2 scents, -youre still a dime piece
Seein how time fleets you should climb in my sheets
Pick a song off the playlist, I promise that its A-list
You mighta had the best but its time to have the greatest

VERSE2:
Come a little closer an let whisper in your ear
Dejavu, I’ve seen this its becomin crystal clear
I’ve waited all these years, and ive had my heart broken
Torn asunder, ripped open, dark omen was awoken

If the storm roll in and I weathered all these waves
Still In search of better days, but its worth catchin fades
I know, I fucked up, but it wasn’t dumb luck
And you got a dump truck, lord I love butt

If you let me cop a feel, won’t david copperfield
I’m bein honest here, we both love the hot appeal
Hit the play button, I’m trynna play somethin
See you lookin flush -like I’m ace huntin

McLovin of love makin, an organ donor
Getcho ass taxed twice  like a foreign owner
Macbeth to maybacks, Romeo in a chiron
Styx and stones but juliets smilin

VERSE3:
Your favorite song playin, in bed, all day’in
Booty shorts, hot damn, wanna be where you’re layin
Now follow what I’m sayin, -the problems, i can fix that
Time, I can get back but your smile, I miss that

Read it in the syntax, and find it in the sine wave
Back and forth, I’ve changed, up and down, time saved
Run it back, oscillate, find where we automate (ought to mate)
lets keep a promise made take you on an honest date

You pick, I’ll pay, even if its doomsday
Cmere lil dulce, don’t listen when the fools say
I’m different, like hell yea, I’m him
Eatin dim sum with this one at mid som I win

Cross the finishin line and you n I unify
No need to scrutinize truth sees through the lies
If you are mine, no one comes after you
You’re a bad chick, damn right i’ll be bad for you

"bad4u" Produced by Dreamlife

VERSE1:
If i slide one time, its like that
Letter in a bottle, won’t write back
Doors unlocked, I’ll be right back
Funny how time lapse, no hands, I won’t fight back

I’m a demon in need of a priest or an exorcism
Always sittin with heathens speakin in tongues, I better listen
I be searchin for a reason to leave em, im hangin for treason
From trees an these branches, godamnit, fall is my favorite season

Check the vibe, its quite dark
If its time to ride, then I unpark
Put the whip in drive then I’m finna slide
Lookin in my eye, i need a jump start

Do or die, like who am i to be unprepared
It’s you an I on this ruthless ride, I’m unimpaired
Truth or dare, don’t be scared
Got some questions in need of answers and better reasons
I’m seein the difference between us is that I am never leavin

Let it strike twice, its like that
got in a bottle to the light back
Drop from a bottle and I might crash
Finger with an eyelash, make a wish, and ill be right back

I’m weavin through streets at high speeds without even blinkin
Leavin em thinkin like god damn this man has to be drinkin

VERSE2:
Hands on a watch, gimme time back
Get a red eye, take a flight back
I know its my bad, we’ll be right back
eft for a bit, I’m here right now, lemme write back

words are cursive, and we’re speakin fancy
I’m meetin family, treat me fairly
leave the window cracked, I’m peter pan
The lost boys call, ill leave this land

But wendys hooked, and she’s down to ride
Hop out that whip, let it tink one time
I’m proud of mine, pantomime
Suicide girl, and goddamn she’s fine

(We’re signin these letters in blood) an then we send em
(were runnin these streets for love)  theres no question 
(I promise we’re changin the game),  and thats on mandem
(I saw this all in a dream), she’s my blessin

Aye If Catch a vibe I throw it back
Better Stay alive, shorty like that
If the day arrive an you need a ride 
Color me surprised cus youll be right back

The way you slide, got me mesmerized 
I’ll tell the truth, though I’ve said some lies
I need your help for this mess we made
Like yesterday, when we went and played

And we slayed the game and wet the block
Let me check the clock, don’t blow the spot
we tied the knot, hell yea like that
we slide one time, I’ll be right back

"suxcxde gxrl" Produced by Surce

VERSE1:
Life on the line, I’m takin a chance
Play witcha boy keep an eye on ya mans
I’m chasin the prize, and I’m bout that win
Don’t test my skrill cus i brought that ting

Let it sing like, rata tat tat tat tat
Know that shes ratchet wit a lower back tat
If i blast it, passion, no more actin
Suck me back in an throw that ass back

She Bad as fuck, it ain’t addin up
Wit a man like me and she back it up
Says that she wants my touch, and I want that love
But god damn girl, can we leave the club?

Got me tripin, like whoa
I thought we were takin it slow, no
I’m gettin the keys to go
I came for the drinks but left for the show
Oh, shorty gettin ready to blow

I think I’m in love, she tellin me tings
Textin my phone and sending me rings
Loves when I sing, shes hittin the notes
Findin her G, when she curlin her toes

She heard I’m a pro at workin it slow
And she likes all the tings I do with my nose
It certainly shows and she pullin me back
Kiss on the cheek so she would react

Wagwan with young don
She standin bare ass with no bra on
She’s after the ring, like sauron
Perfect piece of paper to draw on

I’m addicted to this, and I know I need more
Got the key to her heart and key to her door
I’m seein her more, and raisin the average
Takin the score, lovin this bad bitch

VERSE2:
She callin my phone, and askin again
I thought we was friends, and that it would end
She tellin me different, like come now
My heart start racin, calm down

This pretty lil ting, just gave me a ring
She invited me in to her city of sin
It is what it is, and I am what I am
So slapped that ass and i jumped right in

Like bam! Damn tax that
end of the year with the cash back
Nice face, slim waist and her ass fat
The type when you slap its gone slap back

I stick and I move, slide
Hittin the moves, live, why
Am I, feelin this high, alive
Feelin so good I think I could die, oh my

Now I’m your guy an were seein each other
Drinkin the wine, grapes for each other
Its off of the vine, best for my babe
Signin the line for the rest of my days

No threats gettin made, I’m a gentleman, true
dudes steppin to you, I’m lettin it shoot
Make you my queen if you call me king
I bout that life, i’m bout that ting

She bad as fuck, still backs it up
And I slap the butt like a padded glove
And I’m actin tough off of her active love
No cap it does make me tap the rug

She usin her skills, and take what she needs
She bussin it back and bendin her knees
I’m screamin for god, and prayin for help
Startin to think this is bad for my health

"ratchet" Produced by Surce

VERSE1:
In the fast lane passin, light gray aston
Look both ways before we end up crashin
You look dashin, damn, high fashion
Trynna figure out how you feel about passion

I stay askin - lookin for a answer
Where you get them moves from, are you a dancer?
Look to the stars and you seem like a cancer
Winter time baby, and I hail from new hampshire

Shes like damn sir, stand at attention
And execute the plan that you mentioned, destined
Work in the trench like a henchman, bestfriend
No sweat, head band, I’mma be the next man

VERSE2:
Slow it all down and lets vibe for a minute
Find somethin different, sky is the limit
No biggie, oh wait, did he just say that?
Pat Sajak, take a spin, we can play that

Watch a wave crash, don’t need a title
Hand on the bible, I swear for survival
compared to a rival, its not a game to win
I don’t play with hearts, I’m not the same as him

I'm out in the yard, and im trynna make sound
Insane how you hang on my bars like a playground
Say anything that you want for me to break down
see it in your eyes, boombox any day now

"Say Anything" Produced by DreamLife ft. Breana Marin

VERSE1
I see you girl and how you look so pretty
Got this young man runnin all over the city
No make up, no filter, and you look superb
I’m waitin for my chance if you’d just say the word

How absurd I heard a little whisper through the grapevine
I’m roundin third and i’m runnin down the baseline
Baby we can take time no rush leavin
Don’t break my heart, its called a crush for a reason

Best believe it, its done damage to a better man
I’m just trynna build escape from the enderman
Gone into neverland, you’re hangin with a lost boy
Summerhouse, top boy, swim suits in saint croix

Flights, globe trottin, shows in south boston
lost in plus the ambiance is just awesome
Walks in the commons, you can say im bout that
Wish I could tell you, damn, im down bad

VERSE2:
It’s true, I’m a gentleman, I ain’t no misfit
Haven’t said a word could lose a friend if i risk it
So I play the sideline, thinkin, biding my time
How can I climb to the top of her timeline

hop in her DMs, really hope she see em
If she lookin for a man, I really hope I be him
Got me chasin doves in the sky when they fly
First time i’ve felt alive in awhile, let me try

wonder why, sayin hi, how ya doin?
Whats your love language? Promise i am fluent
Under your influence, i’d do it, screw it
We can do anything if we put our minds to it

I’m workin up the courage and waitin for the sign
Set it up, game point, then I’m swingin for the line
This feelin is divine and I hope you think the same
You can call me anything, im trynna getcha name

"Road Less Travelled" Produced by June B

VERSE1:
I just wanna rap sometimes, its like that
Love letter to myself I hope I write back
With a stamp of approval - unusual
I would never use you, didn’t mean to confuse you

I’m a dude whos lost in life and drifts through time,
Awake, - made mistakes heres a list of mine
It’s people over profits and predictions on a graph 
Paydro pascals triangle, we blaze our own path

If the data hold fast, its Ms in my bank ledger
On friends I spend my ends with great pleasure
take measures, i don’t fuck with the booj
We can protest in france or slow dance in bruge

Feelin feral, i purchase used apparel
And you cant understand until youre starin down a barrel
life flashes and time passes in an instant
If this the last ride, i gotta leave an imprint

VERSE2:
With that said I stack bread like a baker
Receipts from the waiter cus I push a lot of paper
Never catchin vapor if solidarities wrecked
But its 20 on the dice for the dexterity check

Level up, skill point and i’m spendin em fast
White knights not me, no point in defendin they ass
Vikin in the shield wall thats here to take gold
Fortunes foretold for a king whos fates known

I’m here to take thrones and throw stones in a glasshouse
Healed broke bones and I’ve grown from my past self
Down to my last health, pressin W
Not supposed to let a little doubt even trouble you

I be on the next flight with a whiskey for the take off
Miss me with the drama cus I’m strictly for break off
They los my prize like Imma win it anyway
On cloud nine chillin how I’mma live every day

"last of us" ft. Breana Marin Produced by DreamLife

Photo by Rahul Pandit: https://www.pexels.com/photo/red-rose-2862498/

Open up the shades I can hear birds chirpin
Went to bed a worse person and couldn’t get a word in
We could count sheep when we sleep, I’ll repeat
We could chase Z’s through a dream like runnin down a street

Follow feet, you’re only lost if you say it 
Thats a big price to play, what's the cost I can pay it
I’m across from the station, patient, faded
Your beauty makes it hard to breathe like the blankets weighted

When we wake up, make up? Hair done and make up
Take you for a late cup we can forget your break up
I’m glad that we stayed up so you could share ya side
And I’m sorry for the tears and all the reasons that you cried
Step inside

Whats the rush? Baby, hush, I love it when you blush
So what, I have a crush? I’ve waited several months
Need a chance to advance, and I’m lookin for the finish line
Theres plenty in the sea but I’m hooked on your fishing line

I figure sippin wine, sittin down on different sides
You were given vibes with those pretty little eyes
I can hear it in your sighs, wha'ts your name what's your size?
-I’m not runnin game, just surprised by the lies that he told you

Wishin I could hold you, hold up
Phones blown up, i message, so what
read it in the subtext, what's next for a mission
Not pressed so I listen, I’ll play my position
Its just the beginning

"all night" ft. Breana Marin produced by Dreamlife

lil song i made for a presentation in school.

"Production of Space" Produced by Diamond Styles

Snippet in the works for a song for BowskiJ

"Video Game Gun Rapper" Produced by Anno Domini

https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/doja1shot/all-bout-nothing

Fuck Young Deb or Dab... whatever that clowns name is. Avon a weiner too. Lean bois? More like Mean Girls... Clutch Johnson the best on the mic.

https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/doja1shot/all-bout-nothing

"Clutch Johnson Vs. Everybody" Produced by DJ Pain 1

Circa 2009 from my mixtape "Music for The Hearing Impaired"

"Grand Introduction" Produced by Anno Domini

"Motive" Produced by Dreamlife

I been about that, same shit as day one
The real gone relate, I’m as real as they come
Come and check it, still here and day dreamin
The main reason my drip got your brain leakin

Hands stay squeezing, feelin judge dredd
Short shot to the head, call my blicky spud webb
Reload the pump fake, take it straight to the rack
Jersey is mine just like my names on the back

Burg straight ahead, but my shit is titanic
I planned it, the manic maniac that’s gigantic
My shits so sick, the pistol grip can split ya
Reload, switch up and hit the stick to reach ya

Find a preacher, hail mary full of grace
That’s a long shot just like a bullet to the face
I pull it then replace, got the target in my sight
My old friend, darkness, welcome to goodnight


I was just an average teen, with a magazine and a gun to put it in
When I shoulda been actin mean but I had to back the team
So I packed the thing, pulled it out and started blastin clean
Ayo

What up, dunny? Trynna get stabbed for lunch money?
I’m funny, that aint a joke dumb dumby
Welcome to shank shake where we shaw shank
And the bars make the haters break back like skate crash

Easy, I got wizards, that’s two shooters
Whos stay behind your back just like some rude rumors
Main gun got a side arm, that’s a bicep
Plus the grassy knowl is 3, call that a tricep

Timeless, that’s hands around the bezel
Whats got you thinkin that yours mans is on my level
It’s so disheveled, so let me air this thang out
Paint the sky red like graffiti with the spray cloud










A modern day wordsworth, flawless since the first verse
Priests sayin curse words and askin what the worlds worth
Triple 6 shooter, - the mark of the beast
And it barks when you scream, so pardon the speech

Put the biscuit to your bread box, back blown out
The background sound like a back board down
I’m back for now, got you wishin that I never left
Seven an seven screamin whoever wants to gets it next

Punch drunk, you dumb fuck but better yet
I’m smooth under pressure like metal that’s getting stressed
That’s crunch time, ace of spades with a punch line
Leaders eat last, so that’s the back of the lunch line

Sometime, I let the pistol do the talkin
Its real educated, it went to school to get the marks in
A marksmen, like I’m on it all the time
And I’m good from long distance like calling after nine

"Ace of Spades" Produced by Anno Domini

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