you win!

what a real butterball

featuring the one and only Cake! https://soundcloud.com/hicake


butterball, huh..
psycho killer bite the talking heads
mic killer the UAGH, white coco dealer sellin blizzards o sawdust (it could not get realer than this) yeah, and u fish filet wickas get pressed like panini, sword sliced the air i pulled out the nana, the bitch made’s get flicked we the best that’s on my nini and my opa and my, third eye open wide, that’s on my chakras
say it witcha chest don’t get congested, crumpled up rumpelstiltskin fortresses, convicted of four raw felonies, the test is, the funny thing is, nah i ain’t gon say shit yo ass gon get offended HAHA,
yo auntie give the wettest neck, that’s proba, bly, the reason i’m more of a fa ther figure to ya, knockin at ya (sound effect) na we don’t call collect, yea we neck slicers big dice rollin, ain’t no pig gon sniff round my truffles, big rounds in the duffel, i got my ducks in a row, duffy, yeaint takin mine till i’m on death row, dummy, AUGHHH

new bag, im splurgin it
who’s gal im flirtin with?
suck my dick so good im like got damn! you dirty bitch
good job, pat her on the back
got dreads now the white boys think im sellin crack ohhh nooooo
walk the bullpup, gas powered, goin for a stroll 
pitchin blue wit the jesse pinkman hello kitty phone
el camino - zoom zoom 
two hundred fifty k that i blew through 
homicide investigation, blue’s clues
revive a nigga, need a Who’s Who
die rise, die lit
new blick, die bitch, silence.
keltec out the Benz CLS
gettin money nigga, visa vi - vamanos pest
duke nukem in a dress
perfect dark falcon 2, it’s suppressed 
DK mode, wit yo giant ass head (UGLY ASS NIGGA)
fuck a bullet, this a cannon ball, rachel alucard
unidentified man at large, stay in, lock your doors
harry rogers how i stay wit bars
i don’t play at all nigga get up off my dick
michael b jordan boutta play me in a motherfuckin biopic
costarring noname as my bitch 
ughhghggghgggg
cake!

BUTTERBALL (feat. Cake!)

thank u eli for mixing

❣️

i live my life in re verse
i lcd my soundboard
i lsd my problems
like this boy lookin concerned
i fix, up soundwaves up the bass now up the face drink the drink down the tube ate the cake, face the matrix
sip, sippin, sip dip lip wit a little bit of spit call my bitch my bitch she don’t throw fits
catch my kiss lil bitch
isaid catch my kiss lil bitch

lily pad blunt wraps,
dip my toes in the koi pond
i could teach you to relax
in the yves of the dawn, me!
drops on the sand
that’s on the frogs
i could reach into your life
i could free you, absolve your sins

roll the dice, roll the dice, roll the dice
x3
roll the dice

double stack the cards the aces stuck under my sleeve, i’m, cashin out my luck my face is right in front of your beams
might, take a chance wit me! might take a chance wit me!
navigate the skies! feel the wind between your eyes!
roll the dice, roll the dice, roll the dice!
i told you twice i done it three times already
mirror back your thoughts, i wanna see inside your mind
here wit you im not lost, baby we're in our prime!

i live yo mama reverse

yes i am a libra

ty https://soundcloud.com/wylerg for mix

LIBRA SEASON

Z2 + wonder (fumi)

SOLAR is baked in the sun. impulsive creativity over brash and bulky beats, but that’s the flavor of it. sprinkles of talk about money & love along with a good helping of flexing. it’s playful, fun, exciting. a reminder to not take things so seriously. and to go outside!!! soak up the sun! to me, this project is a snapshot before i go on to the bigger plans i have for my music. i hope you all enjoy this taste of ideas i’ve put down.

BAD TO THE BONE

mixed by rickytokyo

late last evening
ooh i should be seething
blacked out in the backseat tinted so nobody can see in, bein, extra cautious with the link, meet him where there’s barely connection, he get me one bar no drink, smell like the cleaners, i don’t deal with inbetweeners better treat me with respect, wife beater on my chest underneath this MJ vest, i could give a fuck but i can tell he was impressed, look to my left, text buzz in my bag, checked it took a double take cuz i seen a black blur past, befuddled, assumed my glasses dirty it’s expected, but i seen a puddle with the reflection of a cat, mm i dont really know bout that, think somebody’s messin with my- boom, pop pow
splashed me uh, flashin lights n cash is swirling bags up in the air, smell of hot ash is burning from the tip of my glock, squeezed it on accident shot his stomach churning up acid, its like i been right in this spot befooore
plus my own bug juice spillin on my cash on the floor,
but from where i was standing i could see everything from afar, its like i had the eyes of the black cat, its like i been right in this spot before, my jaw dropped and rolled out to the door, couldn’t talk i was gobstopped to the core, its cuz i been right in this spot for sure, in short, i’m still the missing person on the cops report

check the report, massadu, he’s still missin
black cat on the scene, that’s not all that was left of him
he pissed himself, missus said she had found his belt, this dont make sense pass it to kel, hm, there’s no loops on this belt, the hell, no loops on a belt? she said, it was on sale, wait, whaddya mean sale, hm, who did you tell?
kel, how many times have i told you i talked to the cops and to the cops only, turned every leaf over i showed my location at the time of the murder

hmm, murder you say? hey, kel, take her away, bring her in cuffs to the station seems i’ve got some investigating to- eww, stepped on a mattress and from the seams it leaked bug juice, took a second to look at my shoe and saw a black cat in the room
pop pow
splashed me uh, flashin lights n bats are twirling backwards in the air, smell of hot ash is burning from the sight of this witch, this feels like a bad trip, ohh its cuz i’ve been right in this spot before

its my own bug juice spillin with my back to the floor,
from where i was standing i could see everything from afar, its like i had the eyes of the black cat, its like i been right in this spot before, my jaw dropped and rolled out to the door, couldn’t talk i was gobstopped to the core, its cuz i been right in this spot for sure, in short, i’m the second missing person on the cops report

redboy

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