Half*Life

Extremophile 


What you know bout 
What you know bout it
What you know bout 
What you know bout me

 That’s  all they talk  bout
They all talking about it 
 That’s  all they talk  bout
They all talking about it

Less of a human, more than myth 
They gathering around the boy like a monolith 
Casting stones as they set fire to the sticks 
I’ve been in the field, it don’t  get lonely as this 
I’ll tell you about me, Half-truths or sincere 
How to go about it, you gotta let me know, dear 
I’ll share withcha, gladly, so much going on up here 
Okay, let’s talk candid, just lend me a ear 
Died 3 times or so I thought, maybe not 
couldn’t rewind to the time that was lost, what cost 
At least the whip matte wrapped, and my eyes are still  glossed 
Bombshell next to me, looking like Hennessy, on the rocks 
What you know bout 
What you know bout it
What you know bout
What you know bout me

 That’s  all they talk  bout
They all talking about it 
 That’s  all they talk  bout 
They all talking about it

Nights of no funds, still have fun by the end of it 
Good kush in my lungs, and the drugs are legit 
Making plays, driving around til the deposit hits 
Spend half of that shit, so we can catch a grip 
Give me your location, I’ll rescue you 
You’d rather not, you don’t want a change of view 
You could die in my arms, I just want a second or two 
To tell ya that you meant something to this fool 
Could’ve been me, in a different life, on this high 
Met on the road, while my soul was still in a bind 
When I had no roof, and all I had to lose was my mind
You would hit my phone, saying you about to swing by 
Earth’s on fire outside, but times frozen in this room 
Just me and the light, that’s burning up the boof 
Angel by my side, helping in the battle,  Lucy Lu 
Can’t  press me bout these xans, when I got pocketful 
I got a thick skull, stubborn to a fault, that’s my fault 
I wont slip, nor will I fall, I cannot forget bout yall 
But I wonder if it was even up to me at all 
Even As it’s thunders, I can still hear the heavens call 

What you know bout 
What you know bout it
What you know bout me 
What you know bout it

 That’s  all they talk  bout
They all talking about it 
 That’s  all they talk  bout 
They all talking about it 

Green!

Extremophile

Plume

Money, and war 
I’m human being 
But I deserve more 
Than the petty things 
Pride, Lust and greed 
Stitched into my genes 

Big cloud over me, but I don’t mind it 
You cannot slow me, I’m on my own timing 
Blazing through the city, what’s the assignment 
got them feeling sickly, they not in the climate 

Stay inside, until I arrive, then we gon fly 
Bitch wanna another line, thinking it’ll be fine 
I can tell ya better lie, since we on this high 
Tonight we in love, as  we leave earth behind 
 3.5 of the shrooms, spazzing in my room 
Spoke sweet words, but you sipping on the goose 
Almost believed ya, but I got too much to lose 
Shorty a  eater, can ya treat it like honeymoon  
Can turn ya into a keeper, a seat at the throne 
But I am a world eater, I’m  better off alone 
Sweet mamacita, you bad to the bone 
But I gotta leave ya, the nights almost gone 

Big cloud over me, but I don’t mind it 
You cannot slow me, I’m on my own timing 
Blazing through the city, what’s the assignment 
got them feeling livid, they not in the alignment 

My heart is worn 
Still purple from the lean 
Money, and war 
I’m human being 
But I deserve more 
Than the petty things 
Pride, Lust, and greed 
Stitched into my genes

Plume

Susanoo 

Money and death, come in hand to hand 
 don’t waste sec or breathe, for another man 
They’ll treat you like you’re less, only if they can 
Too many heads in here, and none of them fans 
With the shit coming to them, they better get out of the stands 
Rude awakening, for mistakenly confusing him 
Dog, you see where I am, breaking through the amps 
High in the limelight, might break another lamp 
Like chloroform, knocked out where you stand 
Think I’m joking, norm, delivery on dead, pan 
Can you Weather the storm, I don’t think that you can 
Just Watch me Freeform, it come easy as jazz 

Bitch, wanna see some bands, better rain dance 
Bitch, wanna see some bands, better rain dance 
Bitch, wanna see some bands, better rain dance 
Bitch, wanna see some bands, better rain dance 
(I said)
Bitch, wanna see some bands, better rain dance 
Bitch, wanna see some bands, better rain dance 
Bitch, wanna see some bands, better rain dance 
Bitch, wanna see some bands, better rain dance 

Money and sex, come in hand to hand 
Bitch came in wet, She pure as contraband
Once we turn on jets, we never are gonna land 
we are bout to hit the apex, oh yeah

Plume

raysomething