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COLETTE

Sango ft. SPZRKT – Middle Of Things, Beautiful Wife (Stwo Remix)

(I-
I-
I-, I-, I-)
I lived in a jungle, like Mowgli since 7
Like rent out my building, and fuck on my tenants
Her ass is her power, she post on the gram
This time I’m in budapest, don’t understand
She approached me, her vitals are scary my breath is so heavy,
Can’t nobody hear me?
She came up close and just whispered, “open your hand”
She got that lil Devil Japan
Woah, I see 666
I’m illiterate
But she finna lick tips
if I finish this bitch
She gon, sit sit sit
On the middle shift
That’s a lil trick, sick gift
It’s gon get intimate
Bust a nut, take another pic
Strike a pose & dip
Might get ugly
If I take a drink, and mix another pill
Like a zombie, imma need a lift
Off this hellish trip,
I might just kill a fuckin bitch like
Ugly
Ugly
Ugly
Talking
Fuckin
Robbin
Zombies
Walkin
Ugly
Ugly
Ugly
Talking
Fuckin
Robbin
Fuck your
Talking
Zombies
Talki
Fuck your talking (x2)
Black leather face mask
Iris in a shade glass, I think whatever I did
Gon show up in a news flash
“breaking” introduce that
Bitch just shut the fuck up, ibring the groove back
dripping on his new mat
I don’t wanna do that
But I bust his bitch back
I can’t believe she did that
My mama don’t condone this
The feds wont control me
But this lil pill told me you bitches are phony
Hey
I feel like an astronaut, I’m forever far
On a hydro bomb, like a messenger
When it’s said and done
Imma take your drugs
Imma take your bitch
Imma take your ma
We gon have a ball
Like uh uh uhhhhh
She’s a lesbian
Not a warrior, but she’ll pull a gun
In An auction off
I’m just 25, but I have a dream
And thats not
Ugly talking

Ugly Talkin'

Ugly Talkin' [leaked unmixed unmastered]

WUTF

WUTF [leaked unmixed unmastered]

I'm not sayin I will
Dropping my fears on a bill
Leaving myself on her thrills
Glasses of wine, can you feel?

Can't keep listening too long
I been frozen for too long
Thousand figures til I'm lonely
Runaway when you call me
Taking drugs til I feel
Baby, I'm feeling so ill
Shots of her past I could tell
Tales of her dreams on her lids
Fighting flames when she on me
Hide her face like she know me
Pull the trigger on her homies 
Pull the trigger on her homies
Tabs on tabs I'm out
I hope they won't black 'em out when I'm gone
Oh, oh
When I'm gone
I'm leaving my past I'm out
Baby don't pass them out when I'm gone
When I'm gone
Taking drugs til I feel
I'm not saying I will
Mhmmm, hmm, hmm
Mhmmm



I'm not saying I will
Dropping my fears on a bill
Leaving myself on her thirlls
Glasses of wine, can you feel?
Can't keep listening too long
I been frozen for too long
Thousand figures til I'm lonely
Runaway when you call me

062122

062122 unmixed.unmastered

made in 2019. does not reflect today's work.

lyrics:


I spit that acid rain, I’m on another plane
I’m just sayin 
All these bitches lames, dig em up an spit right on their graves
I’m Super Saiyin, quit jackin off, I’m lashin out, Aladdin with my sage
Is it safe? Don’t complain cuz 
I’m asking God a hundred questions, bitch i speak from pain
Id take hundred pills and drown em all, and burn these bitches place
In Amsterdam, with bougie broads, she’ll take a whiff and ride a train
Fuck you sayin? I been all alone, see them cuts right on her veins 
What’s your ration? Never lacking, I’m an activist for asses, the masses, and trapping
I know you wish you had all of this passion 

Dicking her out in scene, id rather trust a bitch than a fiend 
I feel like I’m Martin King, dreamin bout a rip in her jeans
She callin me the Coochie Coach, but she ain’t ever heard of soap 
Quit askin me questions hoe, hopin that ‘em seeds don’t grow 
Im risking life every time I try to visit, a place in my head, delivering images so vivid, replacing the dead, and I’m a Muslim but I cannot stop trippin, fuckin, and sippin with bitches in bed, I’m thinking ahead of my time 

I’m traveling through the infinity 
Waste these lines just like a centipede 
Don’t need guns, my rhymes artillery 
40s, 60s, don’t need symmetry 
Bet your mirror’s your only enemy
Can’t forgive, explains hostility 
Note your hate, don’t need that jealousy 
Know one day these drugs be killin me

I’m running outta patience, lord knows Ill boom boom boom 
Snort coke, drop bars and make that TUM TUM TUM 
mosh pit feel soft, she want it SOON SOON SOON
nose drip, from Mars, girl that’s who who who?
I’ll never succumb, as divine as they come 
I’ll make emm lyricists run, can’t take you serious, you dumb, or something 
Deliriously cum inferiors for fun, can make her eat out the plum, and leave crumbs you sons of bitches

Buffalo

Buffalo (feat. SirSam) [prod. KRIIISP] 2019!

BabyZeppelin - A Different Kind of Time (Duality Contest)

Hush It Down - SirSam & Str8up Rkls

I’m waiting on ends to mend
This patience don’t make no sense
There when they need a friend 
So I’ll smile till I can’t pretend 
In the clouds, oh you’re heaven sent huh? No 
It’s a mile long but i can’t go much longer
Can’t get much wronger, would you follow all the steps of your father?


This is as low as I go, elements grounding, I’m blowing my smoke,
pictures of memories, losing artillery, dancing with satan I’m filing for hope   
Dreams on my stove, cooking for show 
Quit looking at me, I’m coming for thrones 
Drizzles of gold, fuck your accessories, sharpen katanas then cut in your throat 

Well, I ain’t been lost too long, pour my sweat on shitty songs
I understand they ain’t the one, all alone I muster up 
So many drugs, yea I cut them up 
Snort them up, im gonna fill it up, inject the hush 
I aint sittin for no seminar, particular, all these words are just synonyms 

Let me smoke my dope
I don’t know, what you want
Can’t keep losing hope 
Dose of that & I’m gone
Let me smoke my dope
I don’t know, what you want
Can’t keep losing hope 
Dose of that & I’m gone

Well it ain’t easy no more,
Girl I’ve seen it all before 
Down on my knees I’m prayin for 
Days of the breeze, I’m stone cold
I aint lookin for no answers
All that shit’s extravaganzas 
Juicy J I throw my bands up 
Don’t want all your propaganda 

Well I ain’t done talking my shit
I might pull out my whip and astonish this bitch
They gon tarnish my grip, can’t keep holding your grits 
Can’t just watch this eclipse 
When the sun’s in the mist 
So I’m gone, I don’t wanna write all my rights into to wrongs 
Can’t keep drinking all the night through the dawn
Never wanna have no snakes in my lawn 
Never wanna have no snakes in my lawn 


Let me smoke my dope
I don’t know, what you want
Can’t keep losing hope 
Dose of that & I’m gone
Let me smoke my dope
I don’t know, what you want
Can’t keep losing hope 
Dose of that & I’m gone


[Make us come together, and its alright
I swear we forget just who we are
Make us come together, and it’s alright
I swear you remember who you are]

Accessories

Accessories [prod. KRIIISP & xxsrsmsa] (unmastered.unmixed) 2022

On'N'On

On'N'On [prod. xxsrsmsa] DEMO (2021)

Produced by P.e.ø & P.ø.g
Cover by Bastien HBSN (http://bastienhebeisen.blogspot.fr/)

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