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Army Of The Pharaohs - Seven

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Prod. by Vegard Veslelia

lyrics

the boy in in the bubble the furthest from trouble
when i look at you its like damn
u give me sympathy practical instantly
i feel so bad like how could i be mad

you on some shit i don’t want
u on some shit i done did
we all got idols but don’t feel to high up n fall to untimely end
go ahead out with your friends
ima stay in n make ends
meet like a blind date
fuck what the time say
if it aint 5 to sesh then i cant
you yet to see the best that i can
earth will end if bones get uncanned
sherpa lined everything let them see every stain 
59 everyday burnt to the membrane
flashback slumped in the breezeway
thinkin i cant do this shit forever
fuck doing there way ima go me way
100 high ways not long enough for my race
ima take it further than that
all these pussies think they take it further than rap 
no
u take it nowhere quick, nobody give a fuck bout the money that u get
AND
if u convince yourself any different
its safe u gone n been missing 
off in a land i could have predicted
molded by thoughts of those who don’t get ya
the scum has arisen 
and no bitch dont tempt me
cuz i have been patiently waiting for my time to lose it 
please come and offend me

feeling something like larry david
observe the world and then i get to shamin
shit go wrong im the one they blamin
while the rest get on stage and they blow it like kramar
stranger stranger who really stranger
cuz i dont know you but i know my anger
worried about your album say you need more bangers
bones never approach that ledge with danger
say you a star end the conversation
me and my brothers make the constellation
ima get it now im far from patient cant sit still i forever go crazy
the store clerk know what i need when i walk in
who bought out the bricks first night that they got in
who got what they need when they need it ill drop hints
im pointing all over like i promise its not him

Bones - KeepTellingYourselfThat (Prod. By Vegard Veslelia)

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Lyrics for "Crucible" http://genius.com/Ghostemane-crucible-lyrics

Lyrics for "Blasphemy At Turnbull Canyon"  http://genius.com/Ghostemane-blasphemy-at-turnball-canyon-lyrics

Lyrics for "Kybalion" http://genius.com/Ghostemane-kybalion-lyrics

GHOSTEMANE - Where Stars Go To Die [prod Nedarb]

TRIPMOB - $EEVIOUS (Prod. Key x Kell)

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LYRICS: 

(LOU)
Lou looking back, wearing all black,
Just a maniac, no path, 
Flashbacks of my dark past, 
Creeping on my back like a hijack,
Stand back, see us smack, 
All these weak trash.
We The Outcast.
(FERUS)
We The Outcast,
Blunt, acid, saw outlast,
cash back, eyes low
brain slow, AK flow,
system over heating slowdown,
'cause you know we're 24/7 high money slope.

(LOU)
Mind opening, growing, roaming, 
controlling motions, diffusions,
just confusions to kill the useless. 
In the middle of the night, 
eyes creeping, no light, 
no sight of another life, 
don't know what's right.
(FERUS)
Roll it, tuck it, 
burn slow, ropes hang low,
buring dro, profile bro, 
Coco Krispy, trippy FIJI keeps me busy looking steezy, 
tell my nigga Weezy I make shit look easy.

(LOU)
Two-faced motherfucker bitch look like Orochimaru, 
pussy boy follower, fuck boy acting like a toddler,
I'm the founder of all power, 
and slay you like I'm Michael Myers.
Long days, slow face, 
just a maze in my mind.

Watch me hover, 
dead man back to black like a funeral, 
no future for the dark crest among the few, 
that blew from the heat off my crew. 
God bless, the mess I seem to fall in again, 
seems like just tests to be the best.
Fuck the rest, you already know 
show respect to god's greatest descent. 
Watch me blow this sesh. 
Open mind processing, mentioning, pending,
awaiting, cold finds, keep myself on prime, 
and destroy all these weak rappers like Columbine. 

(FERUS)
Catch the train, switch lanes, flip the weight.  
TRIPMOB on my shirt, fuck what they say. 
Tab got me seeing colors, no parade.
Nigga stealing from me,
"QUIEN WEY?!".
T R I P M O B, FUCK YO CREW!
That's us dude, white boy sues,
Money comes back like loop crew,
right hand swings like "ZYUMM!".
Bitch, I'm rude with my brother, Lou,
Knock you out to a full moon,
got the white girls on shrooms. 

Mexican ready, 
so grove 214 Dallas steady,
Coming with my K9 Sofy and a machete,
We're the opposite of safety. 

(LOU)
Lou looking back, wearing all black,
Just a maniac, no path, 
Flashbacks of my dark past, 
Creeping on my back like a hijack,
Stand back, see us smack, 
All these weak trash.
We The Outcast.
(FERUS)
We The Outcast,
Blunt, acid, saw outlast,
cash back, eyes low
brain slow, AK flow,
system over heating slowdown,
'cause you know we're 24/7 high money slope.

TRIPMOB - TRIPPY KID OUTCAST

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Killamonjaro EP

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Killamonjaro

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(LYRICS)
(LOU)
Can't seem to read, feed, 
the demons that keep me unfree, 
With chains around my body,
Hell below me, seems closer than it will ever be, 
now seems like the lowest point in me.
Feeling so disbelieved that I live a disappointment to the ones that love me.

(LOU)
Realizing I want bread, get laid, and fame and carry faith. 
Could I be fine? Could I be right? 
Why deny the religion that I've lived with my entire life?
Why lie about my happiness,
if I haven't seen light from time to time. 
Why call this life,
if all my life I've been wanting to die,
A reason why I get high every night, 
with the people that share the same fight.

Dead said, just misled, 
that I was left in the darkest depths.
What's left in bed, dead shed said red, 
led the Feds to what's left from a blow through the head.
Didn't fled, didn't left, 
because this boy was already dead.
He pledged not to see light once again.

(LOU)
Can't seem to read, feed, 
the demons that keep me unfree, 
With chains around my body,
Hell below me, seems closer than it will ever be, 
now seems like the lowest point in me.
Feeling so disbelieved that I live a disappointment to the ones that love me.

(FERUS)
Brain damage trippy boy with the passive of overload , 
not dress code, with my trippy brother sipping heavy loads, 
Break the rules, catch the road,
Swing left, duck low, 
Stab your throat, 
don't let me catch you repping my enemy's pussy boy, 
you know I'm the grove boy.
214 homicide no noise, on my mind, I'm fine, 
niggas keep underestimating me tho, 
I'm a come back with the crow, 
aiming to your dome, AK stay the flow.
2017 That's our time , watch me show.

(LOU)
Can't seem to read, feed, 
the demons that keep me unfree, 
With chains around my body,
Hell below me, seems closer than it will ever be, 
now seems like the lowest point in me.
Feeling so disbelieved that I live a disappointment to the ones that love me.

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FIDGET SPINNER - TYPE BEAT

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LYRICS: 
(FERUS)
Free dope game, that's some deep flame, 
AK mags no extendo that's that shame,
Bitch don't cross the lane, 
TRIPMOB over anything, pre-rolling, monitoring, these niggas for acting sus with the symptoms of a nigga wanna bust.

Damn the purple got me mumbling 
damn this shit got me stumbling 
Fuck these groupies they onto something 
I swear to god, ain't no bitch, no fumbling.

AK FLOW TO THE realist and I swear god I'm not in my feeling,
I'm tripping with my brother, that's not even my killas 
Money signs till the ceilings, 
miss calls from my siblings, 
50s hit the floor like mamas papas feelings.

Free dope game, that's some deep flame, 
AK mags no extendo that's that shame,
Bitch don't cross the lane, 
TRIPMOB over anything, pre-rolling, monitoring, these niggas for acting sus with the symptoms of a nigga wanna bust.

(LOU)
Empty, like a drained out Hennessy bottle,
left from a bum after hearing the laughter,
from the family that walked across town.
Why smile now, life ain't as pretty as it sounds, 
so profound, left to be tossed around, 
bound to keep hitting rounds till I lose what I found. 
No escape, just more days to count. 
I'm just left to never be found, 
like A virus to the world, 
shit best thing that happened to me now. 

Bow down, hell bound. 
To the greatest all around. 
Call the god 
LOU IS GONNA SPEAK NOW. 

TripMob dominating all sound, 
Lou, the dark bottom kid smoking pounds,
The Osiris king being crowned.
Slay the weak with my play of words, 
Bum! Bum! 2 more pussy boys down. 
And another crime hits national air-bound. 
Parents never felt to be proud, 
that a kid like me, will keep smoking this loud
dark motives that keep me going, 
doing, moving, shooting, looping, this life, 
never to go back to the late night fuming.

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LYRICS:
(FERUS)
We come back with my double triply couple, 
We switch down and upper cut them, 
Then we call our own brothers 
Just to let them know we up here 
Don't you know us?

TRIPMOB back and forward 

Slice and dice these bitches 
We live off and fuck born richest   
Witches and snitches be snitching 
These niggas be wishing 

Ain't nobody switching feelings 
Keep my numbers up the ceilings 
Bank account above average, 
pussy boy TRIPMOB with my something 
We be bumming, we comming, 
we plotting something, 
we 214 bro slump men 
My money counting always stay loyal
Faithful bitch straight from ranch and Mexican soil bitch!

Sinister passing, blood gushing red eye bypassing cops harassing young kids for trespassing and gassing an old home for ghost encountering. Faces reflecting tab resting like battery acid melting getting a bad bitch to trip out leading to us fucking 

(LOU)
Left casting the devil's mark on her laughing, 
for blood and gold, she gave her body and soul to the anarchy, 
she lives passing blunts and wearing bape, preme, and blasting TRIPMOB the ever lasting goons 
slaying and remaking the world like the Akatsuki 

Pussy boy why you talking?
Load the drum it's a tommy
Blow your head off like a zombie,
Break your door like here comes Jonny!
Fucked yo bitch like it's a hobby,
Slice you up leaving you sloppy,
With blade on me, 
Bow down, I'm the Osiris Omni.

(FERUS)
We come back with my double triply couple, 
We switch down and upper cut them, 
Then we call our own brothers 
Just to let them know we up here 
Don't you know us?
TRIPMOB back and forward (X2)

TRIPMOB - 214 (PROD. KingMezzy)

THUNDERDOME (private)BUNKER MILLENIUM 90's rave lost mixtape

Jedi Mind Tricks - Design In Malice (Feat. Young Zee & Pacewon)

Nas & Damian Marley - Patience

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Released: May 17th, 2010
Universal Republic Records / Tuff Gong Records

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