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$500 Ounces Freestyle

SNOWBIRDS (prod. Rayzor)

2013 (prod. Mr. Pink)

SHELLEY DUVALL (prod. Mr. Pink)

verse 1 -- mr. pink
verse 2 -- me
verse 3 -- rayzor
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prod by Rayzor

STAR POWER (fr. Mr. Pink and Rayzor)

MY FAIR LADY (prod. Mr. Pink)

KING SID (prod. Mr. Pink)

SENSURROUND (ft. Mr. Pink)

WHEN THE BELLS RING (prod. Mr. Pink)

THE STRANGER (prod. Rayzor)

KRILLS (ft. Lambs)

OG STAR POWER FREESTYLE DEMO

time for my lines to transmit
pop this on the speakers, the room's scent of armpit
will omit, cus of my irresistable wit
that i stole, fuckers may call me counterfeit
but i'll still spit and turn ears to a banana split
ill make so much noise you'll think i'ma orchestra pit
i'd be lyin if i said i rap very tightly knit
but i guess i can say my rhymes won't baby-sit
i'm a menacing misfit, don't like? throw a fit
maniacal bitch, don't ask about it
i'll build shit up without a building permit
then i'll tear the shit back down, yes bitch i commit
maybe a little too much though, might need to readmit
but don't come up askin where i came from, the place
nobody needs to know exactly the case
no one shall hear especially not my workplace
just kidding, i don't fucking work, i chew face
i came from someplace okay? they can not retrace
i don't want to be near a prisoner's base

The Law

motherfuckers get ready, heads out the air
im here to lay lines like a triple dog dare
some lads be soundin like a family double dare
but ill stay silent so they don't feel despair
and get to the point to where they buzz off they hair
whatcha wear? thats lookin like the shit from over there
that shit that u got was a flayer ne'er 
i have nightmares of being this square 
watch me become a billionaire and trim off all my pubic hair 
and you won't see it comin when i feed em with care
but even then you'll still be calling it unfair
your one wish is to not see me elsewhere
but ur never prepared when i come from thin air

so other people tell me "sid yo verses lookin nice
shit be soundin like how the chef cooks the rice"
but i'm just fuckin around, rippin off ice
then they give me some advice "don't roll the dice twice"
the devil tells me "i despise your life splice
there ain't enouch peace, so clean up ya mouth, please"
he told me i shouldn't look for a golden piece
he told me i should stop thinkin that i look obese
this red man devil, yea he's a different fella
needs to take it down a level, whistle like a kwela
but don't tell him i said that, he might kill cinderella
and then he'll track me down and inject me with rubella
i sound like i'm buggin, thats cus hes eavesdroppin
i don't know if he'd like to know that i'm flowin over choppin
if i stir up some problems maybe i'll start poppin
but that shits stupid, i'd rather just continue talkin

No Worries

i see a feather, im hopin it can bring me leisure
maybe bring a night like no other
and something that i would imagine never
a big endeavor, so big that im feelin the pressure
i don't really care if i do it with whomever
but whoever it is, you better bring the cheddar 
but i guess not if not then whatever, ill wait for the successor
you wont really be one to remember
but atleast i probably wont end up on a stretcher
that would cause me great big displeasure
if that happen, i'd have to see a professor
and he'd check me up in a nonlinear manner
dynamically, i usually do things pretty maniacally 
and probly not very attractively
but say that to me, youll see me cause brutality
i'm joking, that's my mentality
i think things very diplomatically
today i talked to the boys about bestiality
i don't really know why, i started it all very erratically

Feather (ft. Snooty)

one normal ass night in this stupid ass year
i heard some shit, it really made me step out of first gear
i received some news that somebody had left my sphere
at first it all felt unclear, that's usually how this shit appears
i never know how to properly deal with this fuckin thing that we all call death
usually all im able to conjure out is a defeated breath
a defeated breath, similar to what my sister had when she left
i tell ya, this shit was real hard to digest
now they say that after laughter, then comes the tears
but tell me -- how does that work when i don't ever produce tears?
usually, all im able to do is give out some stares
my ceiling has had tons of those, it's probably startin to wear
and then in the aftermath, i start receivin questionnaires
askin me, about how i'm doin and how i'm gonna prepare
for the rest of my life, they think that i'm gonna start wearin a knife
even though, i'm feelin fine, she really never had given me that much time
to where i'd be lost in time, kinda hard to describe
she wasn't really getting better, only decline
yea sure, she was showin signs, of applying what she saw in the light
but she never gave a shit enough to compromise
she always hid in a little disguise, all to hide her big demise

Defeated Breath

let me talk a little bit about myself
actually no, scratch that one, that's the only thing off the topic bookshelf
im not lookin for my lyrics to be examined and then given a nobel
i just want you to listen to them and realize they're about yourself
i love you so much more than life itself
hah, that was an easy one, can barely even say it was heartfelt
i could just stop talkin about this now and make it look like i rebelled
but if im supposed to rap about my feelings, it's time for this to come out as well
i want you to know that around you, i would never compel
because the last thing i would ever want is for you to feel overwhelmed
and you're probly the only one i'd do this for, no one else
cus honestly, fuck everybody else, sometimes you're the only one there for my help

goddamn i really hope that we're together forever
cus yknow, obviously this shit make me feel a whole lot better
finding you in the crowd was honestly like finding golden treasure
whenever we talked and stuff i never felt any pressure
i knew you liked me for me, i didn't feel that i had to get fresher
when you started coming around, i felt something i had never 
which was that my ugly ass, in someone else's eyes, could look stellar
honestly i didn't know at first, i thought i was wrong or you were an error
man this is probly the most vulnerable ive ever sounded
but just like the sample says, i want our love to always bound up
and probly the only thing went right for me this year was that we hooked up
and i'll always be there for you, even in the chance you act up
i love you with all my heart, don't ever feel it's being divided up

Divided Up

Feather (Red Rayzor Remix)

Defeated Breath (Mickey Menace Remix)

back to this, lackin, takin piss
open the window shades and i'll hiss
reminisce about some past times that i miss
i keep asking myself how long it can go on like this
i feel lost in a frosty abyss
my head spins around, i feel the sharp pins
my sins comin to make my busy eyeballs see twins
take an aspirin, more dizzy-ness starts to begin
my brain feelin fishy, lookin like i'm tipsy
walk out, city's busy, i'm soundin real sniffy
some goofy dupe says that i act like a hippie
sounds cockamamie but it really wasnt far from crazy
blood ain't flowin, the flood isnt goin
i lay down under a redbud and i'm chokin
my bud picks me up and prevents me from croakin
but i fall, my body's dragged through the mud, i feel broken
it's not the virus, the sirens aren't feeling desirous
my iris hasn't been touched, nor my sinus
but i'm catchin the spiral that's been sent by the tyrant

lay down on the floor, countin the stars
get so lost in space that you start seein mars
the images you see in one's sickness, quite bizarre
but write about it, you'll become a sick superstar
by far, these bars aren't soundin very happy
or cheery, my voice might sound a bit weary
or eerie, but that's just a theory
for all we know, he's just teary and trippin on leary [sickly sid]

Frosty Abyss

black and white, nothin scary here in sight
contrary to the very weary vibe that's lurkin around here tonight
despite the lack of true light, i'm still feelin quite blue in the psyche
it's gettin trite and my sight is feelin like it's startin to catch frostbite
i'm entering the zone, catch me, suck my blood and i'll dethrone
the king of this stone don't know the depone i'm gonna shine some light on
get sent to the grave and become the leader of the world of unknown
those shown to the world above will get infected from a lack of ozone
as long as i'm here, nobody goes home, i'll have to provide you with a chaperone
sickly sid in full effect, get thrown off deck if you not in check
if you wreck me, i'll catch you quickly, won't be tricky
fifty hits to your neck, it'll get filthy
merely just a speck in my bigger project, hear it now, will he? [sickly sid]

it's to the point where they just leave us to rot
they give us joints so we don't leave our spots
lock us up for the same shit that you provide
it seems like you know that you could ruin lives
it seems like you know how to hide the swine ride
it seems like you know, handcuff me because of your blow
you took it slow and then you pushed me to the pavement
this is normal behavior of the fuckin vanquished
vanish in your own home, all alone
hear a ring on your phone, paid leave
car keys, lucky there's no cracks on your dome
you know that the backseat feel cold
you know that your heart cold [khada bronson]

Behind You

lucifer, bring me my teasure
inside is the history of this endeavor
i rapped to the demons when they gave a lecture
but the pressure was so high my lungs and my tongue came together
my predecessor was displeased, they became my possessor
put chemical x in my pecks, thought they was the professor
locked me up in a cage, tazed my face everyday
but when they saw the game they said "desperate times come for desparate measures"
let me out into the world, thought they made sure i was furled
confirmed? nope, i emerged as a tyrant ready to turn the world onto its head
see me shed, you dread
you fled when i started becoming a hothead
my eyes appear bloodshed but that's all misled
i'm not doing funny shit, not a hophead
not friends with any boozehound, not seeing one around
never one to be soon found, catch one, i will pound
this is the new sound, i'm breaking new ground
this beat i go round weighs just a few pounds
challenge me, no bitch, you got some screws loose
throw me on two different loops, you already lose
curse me like i am a product of voodoo
your plan to break through to the public about me fell through
wanna know real shit about me, just check my debut
treat this beat like it's a crash test dummy
make it look ugly with it's broken nose runny
mumble all over it, make it sound muddy
ride over it like pony pokey when he's under gumby
switch topics, sayin "stop this" i got no more comments
to leave onto the sonic harmonics
my life doesn't have any tired requirements
so fuck me if i blast off on a rocket on narcotics
and explode in the sky, optics will be catastrophic
the prophets will see it but won't bother stopping
cus i didn't spend anytime with them by talking [sickly sid]

Pony Pokey

spicin me up, stickin my skin in the furnace
gettin burned, something i learned is warmth is a hurdle
a burden, a menace, it's not a person but it's still only there to serve a purpose
full of impureness, on a surface it's to teach about matureness
but does it really have to do that while using disturbance
treating my head like a fucking circus
pound on my brain, spin it like a merry go round
hitting my vision like kids spitting balls at the balloons at a state fairground
controls me, pushes me down then says get off the ground
hang around around me and see how the demons caused my psyche to drown [sickly sid]

tsk tsk tsk, like you do not want this
tsk tsk tsk, like you do not flaunt this
i tsk tsk those who throw on a bitch
tsk tsk tsk, switch what you admit
tsk tsk, all these limp-dick pricks say that imma bitch
spreadin lies all the time, but they do not know shit
living in the moment, the only opponent
that's why you are zonin, spittin blood on the porch
scorched, the one thing burnin is your battered corpse
like you words gettin worse, the bald birds eatin first
flyin in a circle, you been lyin over hurdles
you are barely buildin bridges just to go ahead and burn them [khada bronson]

like i said, my drumhead is bloodshed
the dickens are inserting injections, causing some wicked tensions
picking the innocent ribbons out of my principal givens
and throwing them into the litter lid, saying "good riddance"
right now the demons are sleeping, if i'm speedy, i might be able to pick them
from my breathing, won't be pleasing but what will be is the thought of them leaving
freeing me from my pleading, but if someone asks, i'll just say i was dreaming [sickly sid]

earn them
the stripes and the tokens, the blood that you soak in
the hood that you're sworn in, the good that's unspoken
the bad that you spew, too bad it's overused
find better words if you wanna bury me
if you wanna hurry me, better find the worst in me
deflectin questions perfectly
awh whatever it works for me
trendsetter with the collard greens, wishin for lobotomies
just know what i am for, blood on debate floor [khada bronson]

Scorched

a sickly little guy tryna catch the bus, tryna catch a break, always in a rut
always lookin ill and tired, never feeling inspired, just got fired and the school lunch card expired
a mirror of his past self nods his head, bows it down in shame and longs for death
always passin him by but never looking twice
they say "what a weird guy" always tryna pick fights
a little devil on the shoulder tells him what to do the angel on the opposite doesnt approve
so make your move, dangle your fate
are you gonna choose the one thats best for your sake
can you dig a curse from an ancient book
hitch a ride in a hearse while the crow onlooks
rotting away while trying to nurse yourself
help me god i think im going down [shrimp charlie]

the microchip has been planted
it has enchanted an expanding of my mind, its granted
a gateway to the last strip of my memory left for abandon 
make my vision frantic, left stranded with a sub-concious panic
it's distracted me from extracting the grip it's got on my cranium
said grip could scrape my brain up and fill an entire stadium
atleast a radius, trippy psyche remnants, macabre enough to cause some mania
untrustworthy, bloodthirsty extrinsic visitors from incognita
the chip slips its way down to my encephalon area
the virus aligns itself into an echelon of hysteria
visitors disguised in unknown-scented cologne 
the aroma bleeds into seeds of which creatures are being grown
and sewn into the veins connecting each of the bones
and unloads synergy inwardly to whirl up all of the misery
eyeballs roll backwards and get a clear view of the trickery
butterfingers stabbing into my sanity, make it slippery [sickly sid]

Echelon of Hysteria (ft. Shrimp Charlie)

I'm crushin over crack, gushin to the shot of heroin
adventures of the young dragon, like this is in my heritage
this is just america, like there's junkies in my area
and im fuckin them, hysteria but it's better than malaria
they just wanna bury ya and the cops just wanna murder ya
and they're shootin down the messenger
like there's pigeon feathers over ya
and i didn't want to burden ya, i just want to fuckin further ya
but i guess that just might close the fuckin curtains, huh?
it's like a play, trap houses might be the stage
from the sunshine state in the fuckin usa
im gettin lucky everyday just to live another day
and i won't get shot and i bleed out on the pavement
on the asphalt, on the asphalt, on the asphalt [khada bronson]

listen to this piano jam 
the skeletons wrote it, read along with the program
if you listen, please pay, they won’t take no scams
they’ll slit off your head, weigh it, and keep it, it goes gray
the keys be mesmerizing, deep into your genius theyre residing in
the messages they send, parallel to types of hypnotizing 
youll envision a new religion built on causing immobilizing
your new view of the world, youre now  desensitized to disturbance
your vision becomes swirled, sky appears to be purged, it’s quite disturbing 
two victims have a collision, leads to some split decisions, now perturbing 
absorbing the disconcerting incision remnants from our transformation
to an invaded patient equated for mass infringement 
the overlords leaning towards stringent judgment
the landlords become incumbent when asked about the impending summit 
it’s coming, do nothing but just kick the bucket, all of a sudden, no choice but to plummet 
coming out of the ground are the ones being summoned 
they grip to your mind and you become their puppet [sickly sid]

Sickly Sid

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