Fort Wayne

Praise God

past midnight (prod. rubbish)

a mixture of expressions delivered from a artistic experimental viewpoint. a different feel, different music, different perspective, different world.

like its easy.

is it worth it just to feed 
my self tendencies 
if I try too hard to please 
then the cycles just repeat 
and I'm finding it hard to 
say what I want to say 
maybe I'm in my way 
maybe it's u tho

was it ever that way 
told u that I couldn't stay 
took u to my favorite place 
now I wish I could erase 
I spend too much time to myself
I sit around looking at the clock 
used to my routine in my shell
and when I talk I just wanna stop 
 
and I'm finding it hard to 
say what I want to say 
maybe I'm in my way 
maybe it's u tho

wanna be the real one
but its so hard to feel sum
I stunt my growth sometimes
to feel u in my mind 
I sped up and left u behind
didn't mean to break her heart
but we both played our parts
guess I should have seen the signs

and I'm finding it hard to 
say what I want to say 
maybe I'm in my way 
maybe it's u tho

cycletower

Doubting Thomas (prod. Jackie Paper)

FLEESKI- P2R (prod 6mil, hurt russell)

common sense (talk) (prod. NAMELESS KING)

mystery machine (prod. Roman New TIme)

ALL LYRICS WRITEN BY EARL SWEATSHIRT I DID NOT WRITE THIS SONG, I JUST LOVE IT ENOUGH TO SAY IT OUT LOUD. The spotify lyrics say stork, everywhere else says stock. I liked stork better for myself. Still not written by me.

I know I'm a king, stork on my shoulder, I was sinkin'
I ain't know that I could leave
Papa called me chief
Gotta keep it brief
Locked and load, I can see you lying through your teeth
Fingers on my soul, this is 23
Blood in the water, I was walking in my sleep
Blood on my father, I forgot another dream
I was playing with magic, hide blessings in my sleeve

keep it brief (prod. ALN! / AKF!) [Earl Sweatshirt Red Water Cover]

This not a teachable moment this here's a tweakable moment
Gather up all my condolences, I hope that's what you wanted
Put all my vices in a bag, I hope that's what you have
I better make it last, I better make it last

I'm never coming in first, I guess that it could be worse
Gotta make it last, gotta make it last
I'm never coming in first, I guess that it could be worse
Gotta make it last, gotta make it last

Gotta make it last, gotta make it last

Gotta make it last, gotta make it last

I empty out and load my little spliffy like a one hitter
Pouring out my spirit in a bag and I just leave the filter
All up front the of it is all at once anyway
All at once nah I rip the sack in doses take away klonopain

Take away klonopain

KLONOPAIN

Would you tell me that you want everything I could give?
Would you tell me that you wanna be here? (There)

There’s confidence there was it more than you wanted
or more than you bargained for?
I try to be up front and I exceed at being honest
You ask questions and I answer do you wanna talk about it more?

Let’s not go silent now
Let’s not go silent now
Let’s not go silent now
Silent now, signing out

Is it silent now?
Is it silent now?
Is it silent now?

Listen, listen close
Listen, listen close
Listen, listen close
……………………………
(Amidst insane mumbling to myself)
This is what the inside of my head sounds like
It only get’s quiet when it’s loud out in real life
……………………………………………….
Where is my mind?
It’s right here, you can have it.

This isn’t what the inside of my head sounds like
It only get’s quiet when it’s loud out in real life

thom (prod. gualagabe)

Hesi

Lyrics

Faith

I think we shared something 
Nights ago
The next time I saw you
It seemed cold

I can’t seem 
To get a read
Is it you? 
Or is it me?

I just don’t know what
The fuck I’m doing
I just hope it’s
You I’m clueing

What’s your thing?
I just can’t find 
What to say
Yeah, what to say

Tell me bout your god
I hope I meet ‘em
If we fell in love
Think I’d believe ‘em

I think we shared
Something nights ago
The next time I saw you
It seemed cold

I can’t seem 
To get a read
Is it you? 
Or is it me?

I just don’t know what
The fuck I’m doing
I just hope it’s 
You I’m clueing

What’s your thing?
I just can’t find 
What to say
Yeah, what to say

Tell me bout your god
I hope I meet ‘em
If we fell in love
Think I’d believe ‘em

Where can we go?
And what can I say?
To keep this rolling
another day

Yeah tell me, Faith
What can I say
To keep this rolling 
Another day

Where can I go?
What can I say?
To keep this rolling
Another day

Yeah tell me, Faith
What can I say
What can I do for
Another day

Faith

Lyrics

The Last Act

A birthday party 
That feels like a going away
Everyone here loves me 
but only some cared yesterday, ay 
I guess when years of your life 
are about wanting to die, to die
The collector comes for you 
when you finally want to be alive

I have a propensity to dwell
I have a propensity to dwell 
I have a propensity to dwell 
God to dwell, to dwell

I’m a story of what ifs
I could’ve done that I could’ve been this 
I’m a story of what ifs
I could’ve done that I could’ve been this 

I hope my ending’s not written yet
We’ve barely even entered the second act
but I chased away my stage hands
and lost track of all of my plans
I can’t even find the script
or a costume that’ll fit
I should just take my script
take my script, my script

I have a propensity to dwell
I have a propensity to dwell 
I have a propensity to dwell 
God to dwell, to dwell

I’m a story of what ifs
I could’ve done that I could’ve been this 
I’m a story of what ifs
I could’ve done that I could’ve been this 

Now I’m starting my third act
No reruns, I won’t be back
Now I’m starting my third act
I won’t be back, I won’t be back
Now I’m starting my third act
No reruns, I won’t be back
Now I’m starting my third act
I won’t be back, I won’t be back

I’m a story of what ifs
I could’ve done that I could’ve been this 
I’m a story of what ifs
I could’ve done that I could’ve been this 
I’m a story of what ifs
I could’ve done that God I could’ve been this 
I’m a story of what ifs
Oh god what if? What if?

The Last Act

gothamnights

fleeski CRACKDOWN/hesi)masterleakskifiles%%%%

Spliff Rap legend
real slim shady sitting down

common sense (talk) (prod. NAMELESS KING)

roots of fallen leaves

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