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I needed another track to drop

Cover by me
Final mixing by SlurJiggy 
Production by Lil Tarkie 

Dexter's Laboratory FREESTYLE [Prod. Lil Tarkie]

1. A man walks down a road
On his way to Heaven’s portal
In-between moments of bliss
As does any mortal.

But he longs for Paradise
Heaven or Hell, let it come
Wants the supreme sacrifice
To the beating of a drum.

He doesn’t care that much
Who lives, who dies
But he longs, nay demands
That the veil be torn from his eyes.

2. For that he’ll sacrifice anything
Dignity, position or faith
For that he becomes
As it were, a living wraith.

For that he lives all these years
For all the years to come
A ghost in the body of life
No more than the clicking of a thumb.

No more than a burning bush
Stuck forever in a desert
As long as the flame  remains
He remains ever-present.

3. A man walks down a road
On his way to Heaven’s portal
In-between moments of bliss
As does any mortal.

But he longs for Paradise
Heaven or Hell, let it come
Wants the supreme sacrifice
To the beating of a drum.

He doesn’t care that much
Who lives, who dies
But he longs, nay demands
That the veil be torn from his eyes.


Addiction r1a

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1. I was a sailor
On a ship
Until I tripped
And broke my hip.

Now I roam
About on land
Trying my best
To understand.

Why the compass
Doesn't work
Why my heart
Is full of hurt.

2. Thought I knew
My way around
Feeling lost
On solid ground.

What I'd give
To be at sea
With all its fears
And drudgery.

Every morning
And every night
The sea birds
And their delights.

3. Brisk wind
Off the bow
New countries
In every hour.

Life so simple
In the end
Vast sea waves
Sails that bend.

I was a sailor
On a ship
Until I tripped

Sailor r0

prod. fred irie 

@steezr 
opened up my eyes i saw the color 
life was fuller
how a nigga hate on me 
when ur a faggot and a fucking gooner
smoke like 3 packs
made my choices im a fukn loser
ima die anyway its either later or sooner
but lemme change the beat got harder
theres this girl i think abt her
wrote it down think you should know
busy trolling on the web
but shes a freaky individual
on the average freaky friday 
shes still my freako niko
she got nice lips n shes really fukn weird
i would really cross the whole world 
just so i could see her
i want her all over me ik its pretty weird
a real fine shyt ik its pretty clear
girl lend me some of yo blood 
while im biting on yo neck
if i cant have her kill me now
ill be a dead nervous wreck
i chase her brainless im uhh a zombie
im always gonna leave bite marks on her body


@reverrent
niggas finally taking notice this the shit that i've been dreaming of
windows 5%, my visions clear just had switch it up
baby girl u goin through some shit? say u not lean enough
well im not keen enough
these past years have weakened me

im a loser and a faggot :(
that's why i admire secretly
niggas being mean to me
i might just take some ecstasy
expectations dwindling
maybe that's why im feeling free

best friends with mortality
im guessing when he's taking me
misconstrued ballad
need to cleanse my palate cuz this appetite is avid
if u switch up on me or my niggas ur invalid  

imma do my dance imma canter to da cash
i do what i want and nvr feel the backlash
nvr getting famous so i dont see hashtags
i hope that i can last

i just hope that i can last..

freako niko [all plats]

My sister owns a knife or two
Kept in a cupboard with the shoes
She likes to juggle in the air
One flew off, we know not where.

One flew up into the sky
Zipped right past my sister’s eye
Stuck in the ceiling by the door
Not sure if it’s there anymore.

Late at night, while we’re asleep
The knives all scattered in a heap
She sits there in a rocking chair
Slowly combing out her hair.

Whistling slowly through her teeth
Tapping tunes out with her feet
No doubt dreaming about knives
My sister is so very wise.

My sister owns a knife or two
Whistling an ancient tune
She likes to juggle in the air
Sometimes the knives just disappear.

She sits there in a rocking chair
Likes to juggle in the air
The knives all scattered in a heap
Late at night, while we’re asleep.

My sister owns a knife or two
Kept in a cupboard with the shoes
She likes to juggle in the air
One flew off, we know not where.

Late at night, while we’re asleep
The knives all scattered in a heap
She sits there in a rocking chair
Slowly combing out her hair.

Sister Alia of the knife r1a

There's a lady that sleeps
A lady that knows
A lady that waits
For the tides that flow.

She waits in a field
She waits by the sea
She waits for the ships
So tall and so free.

She waits in the shadows
She waits for the crow
She waits in the barrows
With her sisters below.

She waits for a message
She waits for a flight
She's a mother of mercy
At the dimming of light.

She arrives in the morning
In early afternoon
She arrives with an answer
That none can undo.

There’s a lady that waits
For me and for you
She waits silent
Amidst morning dew.

There's a lady that sleeps
A lady that knows
A lady that waits
With her sisters below.

She waits in a field
She waits by the sea
She waits for the ships
So tall and so free.

There’s a lady that waits
Amidst morning dew
She waits silent
For me and for you.


Lady that waits r6

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