punkass! (ft. Apoc Krysis & Jupiluxe) [prod. kaithegoof]

Sample: My Lucky Stars - Tupperwave

FOLLOW ME ON IG: kaithegoof

cope. [prod. Tupperwave x kaithegoof]

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rare aesthetic

Lyrics:

(In my- in my- in my- in my-)

(In my life, but you don’t know where it goes, so- in my-)
(In my life, but you don’t know where it goes- in my- in my-)
(In my life, but you don’t know where it goes, so- in my-)
(In my life, but you don’t know where it goes- in my- in my-)

(In my life, but you don’t know where it goes, so- in my-)
(In my life, but you don’t know where it goes- in my- in my-)
(In my life, but you don’t know where it goes, so- in my-)
(In my life, but you don’t know where it goes- in my- in my-)

So I gotta bring it back hoe
Man, I need some money for a fag hoe
Coping with the smoke, I need that nic so I don’t slack

Though my future’s in the past
I will never be the last
Dope all up in my pockets
Pants be looking like a plant

Like a garden, huh
Mind is looking like a fucking garden
Love hitting on that dro because it feel like my minds sharpened

Blood dripping from my nose
Gotta keep me on my toes
Say I’m ruining my life, but you don’t know where it goes, so

Spending hours isolated 
Man I hate communicating 
Used to be a jolly chap
Then came all the self hate

And now I’m thinking darker than an empty fucking hex code
Natural selection got me in it’s scope like animals

Victim of the darwinistic, narcissistic world I tread
I may not be strong enough, but tell me, why I ain’t dead
Know that all the shit I take is bound to get my fucking head
But I’m barely surviving, so how ‘bout you cut some slack, bitch

(In my- in my-)

(In my life, but you don’t know where it goes, so- in my-)
(In my life, but you don’t know where it goes- in my- in my-)
(In my life, but you don’t know where it goes, so- in my-)
(In my life, but you don’t know where it goes- in my- in my-)

(In my life, but you don’t know where it goes, so- in my-)
(In my life, but you don’t know where it goes- in my- in my-)
(In my life, but you don’t know where it goes, so- in my-)
(In my life, but you don’t know where it goes- in my- in my-)

So I gotta bring it back hoe
Man, I need some money for a fag hoe
Coping with the smoke, I need that nic so I don’t slack

Though my future’s in the past
I will never be the last
Dope all up in my pockets
Pants be looking like a plant

B it back hoe
Man, I need some money for a fag hoe
Coping with the smoke, I need that nic so I don’t slack

Though my future’s in the past
I will never be the last
Dope all up in my pockets
Pants be looking like a plant

(In my life, but you don’t know where it goes, so- in my-)
(In my life, but you don’t know where it goes- in my- in my-)
(In my life, but you don’t know where it goes, so- in my-)
(In my life, but you don’t know where it goes- in my- in my-)

(In my life, but you don’t know where it goes, so- in my-)
(In my life, but you don’t know where it goes- in my- in my-)
(In my life, but you don’t know where it goes, so- in my-)
(In my life, but you don’t know where it goes- in my- in my-)

(In my life, but you don’t know where it goes, so- in my-)
(In my life, but you don’t know where it goes- in my- in my-)
(In my life, but you don’t know where it goes, so- in my-)
(In my life, but you don’t know where it goes- in my- in my-)

SLACK.wav [prod. kaithegoof]

"We Are Charlie Kirk" RMX || MEMPHIS KIRK [prod. kaithegoof]

BIG S/O TO @therealcalamity101

Lyrics:

[Verse: kaithegoof]
I cut my dealer off, he sold me spoiled milk 
Was asking for the purple, but what’s that green he spilled?
Like brother, what’s the goal here? To make my tummy hurt?
I’ll steal your girl, she give me crazy neck like Charlie Kirk

What the fuck mane, we outta pocket
Like a pocket knife I pocketed and carry like a rocket
I can smell a sleuth like rats, never step into my damn building
Or I’ll spill your blood all on the floor like spoiled milk!

(Ding! Or I’ll spill your blood all on the floor like spoiled milk)
(Ding! Or I’ll spill your blood all on the floor like spoiled milk)
(Ding! Or I’ll spill your blood all on the floor like spoiled milk)
(Ding! Or I’ll spill your blood all on the floor like spoiled milk)

[Verse: Camothereal]
They call me camo but short circut to C.A.L.
I be ready and for breaky but the milk is gone and fucking smelly
As I
Throw up wanna go up and fucking die
Put that shit up in quarantine cause thats like death is in the sky

I will go a throw that on some fuck like I’m insane
But I ain’t no asmongold cause rank aint in my veins

Take a shot and if you miss you be sent straight into the morgue
Where you will rot like the milk is off like your corpse
We be ready to get out
Away from that pungent stench now
Fucking get out

spoiled milk! (ft. Camothereal) [prod. kaithegoof]

tictacboom, waveform blow yo friggin head! :3

CHECK OUT MY BOY @grvdgr
SHOUTOUT TO HIM FOR THIS FIRE ASS FEATURE!!!!



tictacboom! (feat. Adam Berkowitz) [prod. skyjunt]

fade away with hazy ass vocals
~~~
CHECK OUT @hachi-772084728 HIS BEATS ARE AMAZING <3 <3 <3

Lyrics:

Issa innuendo
You be going downhill, I'm on a (bank-)roll
Smoking green, but you fiending for them crystals
Brother, I already know it's in your system

Imma blow up, Pompeii, like I'm Bastille
Yeah, you know that my shit healing like a Pastille
This shit was prodded by Hachi, I'm yelling "bless yew"
Hit the back of your throat like I'm distilled
They always asking like:

Who's that with that boom-bap?
Always coming to the crib with a new track?
Switching up that nice guy spiel like Hugh Grant?
Always coming with that Kush from Sudan?

Call me Hugh Jackman way I cut it up
Gotta watch yo step, man, coming from above
Oh and this the new sound, we steady evolving
I like what I'm becoming, I'll tell you a lil' sumn bout it

You gonna fade away, fade away
Yeah, you gonna fade away, fade away, bye bye
You fade away, fade away
Yeah, you gonna fade away, fade away, bye bye

You gonna fade away, fade away (You gone)
Yeah, you gonna fade away, fade away, bye bye (While I'm staying in the front)
You fade away, fade away (Hasta)
Yeah, you gonna fade away, fade away, bye bye (La Vista, brotha)

Steady chiefing on that good old boof pack
Call my full name, I am more than just a slickback
A mossback in the moss smoking backwoods
You trynna fight me but I ain't playing Tekken

Yeah, this the hard shit
But you be blinded and you don't know where the stars is
BEP, yeah, I always get it started
I'm an algorithm way I keep it sorted, it's sorted out

fade away! (lost tape version) [prod. hachi.]

beat by: @hachi-772084728 (THE GOAT)

Lyrics:

Issa innuendo
You be going downhill, I'm on a (bank-)roll
Smoking green, but you fiending for them crystals
Brother, I already know it's in your system

Imma blow up, Pompeii, like I'm Bastille
Yeah, you know that my shit healing like a Pastille
This shit was prodded by Hachi, I'm yelling "bless yew"
Hit the back of your throat like I'm distilled
They always asking like:

Who's that with that boom-bap?
Always coming to the crib with a new track?
Switching up that nice guy spiel like Hugh Grant?
Always coming with that Kush from Sudan?

Call me Hugh Jackman way I cut it up
Gotta watch yo step, man, coming from above
Oh and this the new sound, we steady evolving
I like what I'm becoming, I'll tell you a lil' sumn bout it

You gonna fade away, fade away
Yeah, you gonna fade away, fade away, bye bye
You fade away, fade away
Yeah, you gonna fade away, fade away, bye bye

You gonna fade away, fade away (You gone)
Yeah, you gonna fade away, fade away, bye bye (While I'm staying in the front)
You fade away, fade away (Hasta)
Yeah, you gonna fade away, fade away, bye bye (La Vista, brotha)

Steady chiefing on that good old boof pack
Call my full name, I am more than just a slickback
A mossback in the moss smoking backwoods
You trynna fight me but I ain't playing Tekken

Yeah, this the hard shit
But you be blinded and you don't know where the stars is
BEP, yeah, I always get it started
I'm an algorithm way I keep it sorted, it's sorted out

fade away! [prod. hachi.]

SHOUTOUT MY BOY @vilemane FOR THIS ABOSLUTE BANGER
https://discord.gg/RZKxKVCXaE

Lyrics:
So little bitch, what's the mode?
Pull up with my .44
It's aiming straight to yo dome
Live in a castle, Cologne

I will not phase a bitch
Go fly like Icarus
These rappers adamant
I go to change up they mind

So I be chasing that bag, but they be fucking with a pistol
Popping they brains like it's a motherfucking cyst, though

Oh fuck, I been breaking they backs
IRS, I been getting them checks
I be leaving a motherfucker blessed
I be solid, I ain't got no crack

That pistol, woah
Said I be pulling up, 4-2-0
Is that a crystal? Fuck that, hoe
I got records stuck in chroma

My amusia's been hitting it different
I got these hoes acting livid
Said I'm too literal, listen
Shakespeare all up in this bitch

I made thou a foolish figure
Shoutout Luke, he painting figures
40K, I hit with hammers
Reigning war, I'm Julius Caesar

Referential, existential
I been causing death all day
Moving like I'm Freddie
Cuz' I'll make you feel that Dredd, okay

Bitch, I'm going crazy, Imma leave you with more crevices
You ain't ever work it, do you even know what service is?
I can be humble too, you like a hula-hoop
It's like an ouroboros, eat yourself without a clue

meet me at 4:20! [prod. VILEMANE]

SHOUTOUT @all3yplaya MANE

lyrics:

Ground up flowers in the pot
This the shit that you can’t stop
Growing higher, it don’t cough
I got roots up in the mud

Hold on bitch, want some more
I ain’t gone put on a show
I been doing business so dirty
With water, reach a flow state

Call me eco-terror, my habits over nations
Have consequences, I smoke trees and cause deforestations
My home a public park, and I’m a lumberjack
I put some sizzurp in my cup and smoke an eco-fag

Trees so green I been living
In the backwoods, yeah I start to build a system
Plant into the smoke, get high for a living
Bitch you gotta listen, flower songs be whistling

Trees so green I been living
In the backwoods, yeah I start to build a system
Plant into the smoke, get high for a living
Bitch you gotta listen, flower songs be whistling

Shit, I need more, I’mma double my cup
Fill up the styrofoam right to the top
Watering me cuz I lay in a pot
Raking my leaves like I’m racking in bucks

Bodies for fertility like they bugs
Setting the traps like a faggot name Bugs Bunny
They be coming for me, don’t they know that I’m singlehandedly
Upholding the economy, aye

Green in my wallet and pocket amounts
Got dedication, I’ll leave ‘em astound’
Ambient speakers been blasting my sound
Grinding that shit like a muhfucking hound

“WOOF, WOOF”, Cujo, bitch!
Don’t be so ridiculous
Catch you talking all that shit
You faggots always on my tip, okay

GET HIGH (KAIMIX) [prod. ALL3YPLAYA]

@playa-mound TO DA CLOUDS
https://discord.gg/RZKxKVCXaE

Lyrics:
Them dirty muthafuckas slanging rocks
We been smoking weed until our eyes becoming redder dots
My bitch kinda ancient, she been giving me triceratops
We the PLAYA MOUND, yeah we been playing those who fuck with us

Try to fuck with me, I'mma pull up with the gang, hoe
Trynna smoke that weed that we been smoking, well then adios
We been smoking top shelf strain that be messing with your brain
Said that you are prone to schizophrenia, well this shit activate

Hoe, you been walking kinda slow
Tell that bitch she gotta go, I'mma open up yo dome
Sending bullets to your coordinates, now you wont leave your home
In the 99 Durango, smoking J's, so I'mma roll like a damn menace

Apprentice, you gotta give my man some credits
You be stealing his shit like Dennis, I'mma send that boy to a dentist
I be living my dream on the go, you pussy holed up in a palace
But that wont help you if you really want to try and get this, yuh 

Try to get up to our level, nothing really changing 'cause
Everything is business as usual
Hold up to my name, so I be clowning on them bigots in the mountains, yes
Everything is business as usual
Try to change the game, but we been changing it forever, since we started so now
Everything is business as usual
Keeping you at arms length, getting sick of yo games, but now
Everything is business as usual

Fuck up, faggot!

BIZNIS AS USUAL [prod. skyjunt]

SHOUTOUT THE GOAT @all3yplaya

lyrics:

Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, yuh

Bitch, I’m gone hop out a coupe, woah
Bitch, I go hard in the stu, woah
Bitch, I’ll pull up with a crew, woah
Turning your brain into stew, woah

Woah
Woah
Woah
Aye, yuh

Aye, yuh
Aye, yuh
Aye, yuh
Aye

SKY DA PLAYAMASTA
She come and cause disaster
Sippin and dripping and ripping and killing
And playing and saying and never be waiting, I-

Play that shit, we livid
We the PLAYA MOUND, you might’ve missed it
Moniker imprinted
On my shirt with splattered blood, just listen

Breaking backs, Elijah Ghost
I see these hoes, want all the smoke
I sock you over noggin
Sound asleep until we knocking

Put you on the news, but they don’t even know your name
Spanning commie blocks to Cali-coast and driving them insane
We stay unnamed, switch- switchblade right to your face
We been clowning cunts, them PLAYAZ on this shit like everyday

Fuck you, cunt!

Walk in that crib, go make your wrist slit
Consume all the shit that been pissing… you off
Kinda conflicted
You buying a pole just to kiss it

Ruin your life some more 
Putting your mental right to the floor
Go ‘head and curbstomp that bitch ‘til your psyche can’t breathe
Choking on shards of its broken up teeth

Fah, fah, fah! You faggot!
Writhe in the ground like a god damn maggot
You blinded, why you stepping
You don’t get shit through begging

Drowning yourself in that pity
You petty ass bitch will not try to stay with me, cunt!
Fifty on fifty
Trying to fit in but never to feel me, cunt!

i actually think you enjoy being broken... [prod. ALL3YPLAYA]

dicrod: https://discord.gg/RZKxKVCXaE
lyrics or wtv:

This a throwaway, you be spending hours on a song and it sound worse, huh
Play this at your funeral, my low effort your hearse, huh
Knocking three times, like I'm always set to burst, huh
I'm a necromancer, put yo shit inside a curse

Cuz nobody ain't want it like you have it, nah
The playas cold as fuck, but somehow you still play with fire
The logic breaker, we'll be your life taker
U TALK 2 MUCH like Yvncc, I'll cut you with a saber 

How you ain't brittish but you always want a stab at it?
No matter how you try, you'll never get to do it like that
I'm getting bored so I'm just gonna throw a frag at it
Guess I'm a swaggot, I got bands like I'm a swag addict 

Hickery Dickery Dock, got flows from a nursery
Money out the motherfucking pants like a surgery
Sorry ado for just borrowing a line like that
But I ain't Brock because I always got my eyes up there

Another throwaway, still better then your final project
Another throwaway, still better then your final project
Another throwaway, still better then your final project

Another throwaway, still better then your final project
Another throwaway, still better then your final project
Another throwaway, still better then your final project
Another throwaway, still better then your final project

this is a throwaway track, ignore it plz [prod. skyjunt]

CHECK OUT @jontbeats THE GOAT

lyrics:

Stop, drop, roll a blunt
That potent shit be brain corroding
Stop, drop, roll a blunt
That potent shit be brain corroding

Stop, drop, roll a blunt
That potent shit be brain corroding
Stop, drop, roll a blunt
That potent shit be brain corroding

Said I stop, drop, I’m rolling, bitch
I tumble off that weed like western 
Movies, shooting shots on film
That shit been going up in flames

Stop, drop, I’ll roll that blunt
That shit so potent, it corrosive
Your gang ain’t united
It divided like United States

Pistol whipping, popping Percocet
Right out yo pocket
Where you say you got your rocket
I’m on fire, keep dropping

All these lies, all that shit you talk
Oh, you been getting cavities
No, you ain’t seen the best of me
Why you gone try to laugh wit me?

Hoes been wilding
Shit been piling
Up the scales
I see them minding

Everybody’s business
Know that I ain’t with this
I’mma stay in underground
Than beat my morals senseless

Hoes been wilding
Shit been piling
Up the scales
I see them minding

Everybody’s business
Know that I ain’t with this
I’mma stay in underground
Than beat my morals senseless

Hoes been wilding
Shit been piling
Up the scales
I see them smiling

Down on me
They should brush they fucking teeth
They been grinning yellow rays
Like budget sun up on the feed

If I make a pussy drop, it’s cause they cannot keep it up
Wax on, wax off, ‘Yagi drank up in my cup
‘84 DA PLAYAJOHN, I got this shit too heavy now
But we gon’ slime you bitches, still, we mobbing with tha PLAYA MOUND

That PLAYAPACK that you been chiefing, is it real good?
Does it make you feel A-Listed like in Hollywood?
Get down from your high, get down from your high, Ash-Bird
Stop, drop and roll before you end up getting fucking burnt

stopdroproll [prod. jon t]

SHOUTOUT @remxxns FOR THE BEAT

lyrics:
Hoe, wassup
Everyday I be stepping, into your domicile, I'mma go borrow a buck
But you ain't ever getting it back, my presence be like Imma pay upfront
Aye, bitch, you know I'm in the cut, yeah, bitch you know I'm in your cunt, yeah
Bitch you know I ain't be playing bout funds

Think about alcohol, I'mma get more
They know my name when I walk in your store
They don't even gonna check my ID
It doesn't matter the place that I'm from

Hear my songs on the muhfucking intercom
I won't buy shit, they better gimme some of that cash
It's like they paying for ID's
That I keep in my stash

Cuz I'm a blast, I'mma gone blast a bitch
Freaky as shit, fingerblast a bitch
Two in the pink, putting one in the stink
Guess you cannot keep up with the game

All of you lamey ass rappers the same
Parting the scene, like Moses, I came
Cannabis, can of piss
Urophilia, you watching this

Talking bout weed, but then you get excited when urine comes into the play
Freaky ass faggot, talk bout golden showers, I only been showering green, okay
Say that you hate me, say that you'd faint me, but at the end of the day you obey
Wiggle the stick right in front of your ass, you gon fetch it like you have been muhfucking trained

Uh, bitch, obedient, ain't ya?
Appallachian Grabber, I'll get ya
This shit ain't no gamble, I bet ya
I'm coming full force in LA

Yuh, get all that shit out my face
I been giving this bitches a portion
Of they own medicine
'Til they looking like they a coat hanger abortion

WAZZUP [prod. REMXXNS]

SHOUTOUT @blvckh3art FOR THIS BANGER FUCKING BEAATTTT

lyrics:
SSR, SSR, SSRI, I
SSR, SSR, SSRI, I
SSR, SSR, SSRI, I
Lexapro, Lexapro, Lexapro, Lexapro, Lexapro

SSR, SSR, SSRI, I
SSR, SSR, SSRI, I
SSR, SSR, SSRI, I
Lexapro, Lexapro, Lexapro, Lexapro, Lexapro

SSRI, think you gonna get me high?
No, you won’t, this the shit that even Sky don’t feel 
What’s that mean? Is that me? I can’t tell what is real
Lexapro ain’t got shit on my own psychoactive tendencies

Fade into the astral abstracted noise
Say that bitch want me, cuz she love my voice
I got veins on my hand, I know you want ‘em in ya’
Look like I been struggling to eat, do I look good for dinner?

Mh, you looking tasty, lemme go down ‘til you feel like a lady
Or a bitch, or a slut, or a dog, know whats up
Bitch you know, I ain’t ever gone stop, ground myself, ‘til I’m losing the plot
All of these vices been taking control over me, a hooker is cheaper than therapy

Look at me, don’t look away, yeah I know I might be sounding insane
Drown out the bullshit and drown out the pain, all of these pills got me feeling the same way
Aye, cutting the time, with promethazine, coke up in lines
But it’s you that I wan’t I can’t lie, take of your clothes, don’t be wasting my time 

Bitch, come one, lets spend the night
Let’s fuck, suppressing our urge to cry
When the dusk hits, better continue the ride
Think that we should quit, but just one more time

I can’t believe that we spending the night
Tears on my chest, cuz we fuck while we cry
Sun has been coming up, but you still ride
I don’t wanna quit gimme one more time

Bitch, come one, lets spend the night
Let’s fuck, suppressing our urge to cry
When the dusk hits, better continue the ride
Think that we should quit, but just one more time

I can’t believe that we spending the night
Tears on my chest, cuz we fuck while we cry
Sun has been coming up, but you still ride
I don’t wanna quit gimme one more time

lexapro. [prod. BLVCKH3ART]

sooo yeah i made this lol

lyrics:
Up in the castle, there's so much to hassle
I got my new vessel, and everyone is copacetic
I'm gonna travel, my feet turn to gravel
Community gavels been hitting 'til you co-pathetic

I'm approaching this the wrong way
Think it's better if I come from behind
I'm so gluttonous, I'm starving
They started selling people again, come on, bitch, am I too hot to buy?

Back to the back to the back to the back to the back
Treat me like a fucking item, throw me in a body bag
Turn my bones up into mush until they baby formula
Am I a man or a mouse? I'm neither, give a rats ass

You counting fat racks, you counting fat bags
I'm counting fat bitches, all of 'em got fat ass
You got them fat plans, you got that fat stance
I got that fat bond, fatter than my rat sass

Back to the back to the back to the back to the back
Treat me like a fucking item, throw me in a body bag
Turn my bones up into mush until they baby formula
Am I a man or a mouse? I'm neither, give a rats ass

You counting fat racks, you counting fat bags
I'm counting fat bitches, all of 'em got fat ass
You got them fat plans, you got that fat stance
I got that fat bond, fatter than my rat sass

Step on a rock, hit you with that fucking celi-bat-e
Give your virginity back, you'll never fuck again
Bitch, I'm the best, I cannot ever rest
There's bugs under my skin and shadowfucks under my bed

Every time I lay, I got stains on my soul
Offering your cheese, put your socks in a bowl
What the hell am I saying? I don't know
Crush your fucking goal

Back to the back to the back to the back to the back
Treat me like a fucking item, throw me in a body bag
Turn my bones up into mush until they baby formula
Am I a man or a mouse? I'm neither, give a rats ass

You counting fat racks, you counting fat bags
I'm counting fat bitches, all of 'em got fat ass
You got them fat plans, you got that fat stance
I got that fat bond, fatter than my rat sass

(Bro, what are the lyrics?)

RAT SASS

ME AND @vilemane BACK ON OUR SHIT YALL!!!!

lyrics:

I got you paying reparations, bitch
How you got that money just by robbing gas stations?
Yo, that court has got you served like you been going with a waitress
So I tell you: better wait, ‘til I’m on radio stations

Little motherfucker, I’m on FM (fuck money, fuck hoes)
At the AM, always staying on my toes
Now that I’m on FM (fuck money, fuck hoes)
At the AM, always staying on my toes

Getting bashed with a stick
When I walk in ya crib
You be coming out the sewers, bro
You disgusting

When you black out in an alleyway
Bitch, I’m coming fast
I’ll use that opportunity 
Cuz you would never last

So bitch, I’ll mollywop
Hit you from behind, come with a molotov
I’m widowed like a hero
Bitch, I’m pulling up like Romanoff

Stuck
You rappers suck
My tracks, they fuck
I pull up with that PLAYA MOUND
We got your head rocked

reparations. [prod. VILEMANE]

one of my best so far

lyrics:

Step in your future
But you met with black
You imagine harem ‘pon harem
And how you catch a bag

But that’s what you get
Hanging out with those who’s murderous
Never cutting out these motherfuckers
Seeming ludicrous 

Bitch, I am the oracle, and I got that 20/20 vision, bitch
I’m slanging out them visions, vision dealer, that’s my business
Itching trigger finger, listen, before you be pulling switches
I’m gone let you know that this is your demise into abyss

It’s time, copping a dime or two
Bitches be tripping on mine, lil’ fool
I am the gal behind guys, you foe
Carry out orders to die, you tool

Trickling trails outta blood
So the cops can be using it for navigation, ooh
Beg me to stop, I won’t stop
If I keep going I know that I’ll never stoop low

Step in your future
But you met with black
You imagine harem ‘pon harem
And how you catch a bag

But that’s what you get
Hanging out with those who’s murderous
Never cutting out these motherfuckers
Seeming ludicrous 

Bitch, I am the-

Step on the racks, rip off your flesh
Bring out the ruckus to burn all your stash
Say you ain’t nothing without all your cash
And the pallets of green that you seem to like stacking

Bury yourself, 6 feet under
Coming too late like a following thunder
You an astounder, I ain’t astounded
All of this shit cuz you cannot stay grounded

Alas, open the gates
To the place called hell, the devil replaced
With me, I’m a guide through the ancient land
I know the future, I’ll sit where I stand

Lay out your suffering
Cuz you know that I’ll never be fucking with yo ass
You shall not fuck with me
But it’s too late now to turn around

(Oracle, and I got that 20/20 vision, bitch)
(I’m slanging out them visions, vision dealer, that’s my business)
(Itching trigger finger, listen, before you were pulling switches)
(Oh I told you, you’d be dead, see your body full of lead)

(Bitch, a bastardized orphan learning more by just surviving)
(In comparison to you, who came to earth already thriving)
(Say you coming from the mud, but your backyard doesn’t count)
(Fuck your stupid apple tree, with rotten apples you could count)

Oracle, and I got that 20/20 vision, bitch
I’m slanging out them visions, vision dealer, that’s my business
Itching trigger finger, listen, before you were pulling switches
Oh I told you, you’d be dead, see your body full of lead

Bitch, a bastardized orphan learning more by just surviving
In comparison to you, who came to earth already thriving
Say you coming from the mud, but your backyard doesn’t count
Fuck your stupid apple tree, with rotten apples you could count

ØRACLE [prod. skyjunt] (RE-MASTERED)

mdnghtmrs [prod. skyjunt]

YES I KNOW THE COVER ART DOESN'T DEPICT A SALMON
TRY TO FIT A WHOLE ASS SALMON INTO YOUR POCKET BRO

lyrics:

Fucking the crowd, I blast off
You ain't a bear, fade a fucker in a face-off
Got my streams up, reverse in the race
I'll come up correct, cuz you know that I be moving like salmon

Bitch you can't cover that bandwidth
Got a new whip, Pure Star, then I crashed it
Come to my block, I be leaving your breathless
Choking in the river, with the fishes you resting

Damn, fucker, sign that deal
I don't give a fuck however you feel
Cog in the machine, you be fed like krill
Stamp that shit with a god damn seal

I will not do it like that, like this
You be too late, you be taking the piss
I'mma let you know what the fuck you miss
I'mma pull it off with a style like this

Fuck all of this shit, I'm moving up
Wannabe playaz, you guys suck
Doing this shit just to gain 5 buck
Smell every rat around my block

For a minute, you dirt ridden
Tell me how you ain't fucking with it, but you trying to assimilate
Leap over y'all while you trying to be fornicating
I wouldn't mind if y'all ever hit my standards

Fuck it up, bitch, fuck it up, bitch
Copping my style, you ain't moving like fish
Oncorhynchus, I'm pink and I'm fresh
Got my ray fins, make you fold like a-

Cold like an Ice Cube
Flow like the ocean
Sick with the style
IV with that potion

I'm going ham
Ain't keeping it kosher
Never go soft
You be chugging that lotion

.445 to my side, you got nothing, hoe
Standing on the edge, and I be pushing you like domino
Travel round the world, but everytime I find my way back home
Even let my kiddies know that this is where their parents from

Why you being pushy, bitch, it's feeling kinda fishy
I would never trust a trout, it's like my momma always tell me
I refuse to be your prey, I'mma weaponize this bass
Straight from Memphis, Tennessee, I lock you in a pyramid

Like, moving the world, I be shedding the light
And it shine on my scales, you be losing the sight of this shit
I'm a Saber-Tooth-Salmon, I bite
Said I'm ancient, but somehow I'm made to survive in these waters

I'll never be prey
You can see me, I'm making a predator pray
I don't care 'bout your atheism, I'll make you a believer
Exceeding your speed, building strong like a beaver, bitch

How you be blind, but you see more, bitch
I am a youngin, no senior, bitch
Walk like a turtle, you Seamore, bitch
I mean look at my size

Fit kinda nice, chilling on rice
Fuck all that sushi, cuz' I'm in my prime-

See them tiny fishes trynna fight me, fucking around
See them tiny fishes trynna fight me, fucking around
See them tiny fishes trynna fight me, fucking around
Down with sockeye shit and coho biz, but you don't hear me, though

See them tiny fishes trynna fight me, fucking around
See them tiny fishes trynna fight me, fucking around
See them tiny fishes trynna fight me, fucking around
Down with sockeye shit and coho biz, but you don't hear me, though

SVLMXN [prod. skyjunt]

@all3yplaya
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lyrics:

I'mma hunt these bitches down, like Orion
I been starving like lion without prey
I'll start a riot
Controlling this shit like Biden

I been, been in control
Though the world been going under
Said I'm sick, but I got vaccinated
Viral fuck gon' hit like thunder

The hunger been getting to me, I'mma talk in stutter
I wonder how long the gods are gonna make me suffer
I wanna keep going on but I don't know how long I'll
Be holding onto this shit, it's like I rhyme a busta

I know what you want
Never play another song
Junty on this track
The MC WOMANE hit another bong

Give me dementia
Giving you a denture
A double-sided coin
But don't give you attention

Though I love money
Man I really really need it now
You act a bunny
So fluffy like a million clouds

But it's too soft for the streets
So I abandon it
You cannot urbex it
I got surveillance on the hit

ORION [prod. ALL3YPLAYA]

RUN THEM POCKETS [prod. skyjunt]

EXTENDED DIRECTORS SUPER CUT (basically the whole thing + the same shit but slowed)

RUN THEM POCKETS (DIRECTORS CUT) [prod. skyjunt]

gotta credit WickedRuna and BriceBeatz cuz this is basically just a poor copy of "Sweet Spot".
show them some love <3
@wickedruna
@brice-beatz-302372700

lyrics:
Super slime ‘em out
Like they do on Nickelodeon 
Busta- Busta with the clip
Make you fold like an accordion 

According to the stats
You will add a number, yes
I’ll record a fucking slasher
And I’ll add you to the cast

Make you come down, come down
Bitch, I ain’t no trip sitter
Make your high a low blow
Where the fuck your stash at?

Coming fast, counting money up
And yes, I’m talking cash
Slanging all this cocaina 
Pablo Escobear

I got this shit on me
Bitch, there ain’t no stopping me
You ain’t got camaraderie 
Surrounded by like 50 fucking fiends

It’s that ONE-ONE-SIXTYTHREE
Take it to the SIX-FOUR
Wise-cracking oracle
I kill you with a crystal ball

I’m walking to da liquor store
I feed a clerk my fist
Popping litres of that Nicolauska
Leave a fucker cursed

Get a bitch, I’mma stir her brain
All up in her crib
That motherfucker with a rock
Man, it kill two birds

SUPA SLIME OUT SESH [prod. skyjunt]

old ass track i had in my vault since 2024, shoutout to @youngpumphp for hopping on the open part so i could finally release this <3

lyrics:

[Verse: skyjunt]

You know me, I’m never paying the FICA
Killing a CEO, send me to Rikers
Break in your home, like I’m a poltergeist, I
Send you to hell, I am no jesus christ, I

Killing bitches for the guap, okay
ABG, she make it drop, okay
Got all that money while you acting funny
You looking like a fucking clown, okay

Stickin em’ up like I’m SXMPRA,
Heorin straight outta Mexico, calling it NAFTA
Emptying your pockets faster, if you with the IRS, stick your ass in a blender

Bitches be tweaking, the fuck is you seeking if you will not be an offender
Outta my sight, then you outta my mind cuz I got hella bills I won’t render

Cocking it back, I’m gonna go light a fag, all of you bitches be dead
Spilling your blood ‘til I’m red, how other way did you think that I’m keeping ‘em racks

Chasing the bag, I will not let them take it away from my stash
They don’t know how my pockets so fat, that is because I’m carrying cash

One bullet, two bullets, three in his fucking head 
I gotta let them know that I do not fuck with a fed
If he pull up to my place, leave his ass a bloody mess
Then I scatter round his body parts and you won’t find the rest


[Verse: Young Pump]

Eanie meanie minnie minney moe
I’ll catch a nigga running by my hoe
And if he hollers, I’mma grab the pole
Al-Qaeda, bitch, I’mma let it blow

Planting money trees
I just let it grow
My roots come with sticks
When you set in stone

Armageddon hoes
Bitch im drilling holes
I get Messi in it
While im scoring “goals”

I mastered rap
Wheres my honours, hoe
I concoured fap
How I’m stroken bone

A father fact
Without a father figure
Is like fathering factors
By bothered mister

Conspiracy funding
By the “false” offenders
I’m killing pedophiles
I’m the lost avenger

Fake jewels from a private vender
This diamond tester, from my inspector
Is a fine investment

Adam and eve
Like it’s apple and steve
Baffled in grief
Another asshole to please

Fight or flight
Got a hastle to squeeze
The trigger achu
When it blasting a sneeze

My prime starts now
Detox to a meezly
Comeback defeat
My pain is a weakness

Adamant belief
Just let it go
I lather in peace
They call me Jesus

We having a feast
Look past in my prime
‘Cuz were back in BC
When im porking my pig

Is attack on police
Always catching a refrence
I’m tapped in to niche
And for its worth
Is a battle with me

Don’t fuck with her french
Flew em back overseas
An accident laxative
Ass over sensitive

Hazardly tragic
Gas of a leak
Dab in the weed
Rap of the week

professional tax evaders (ft. Young Pump) [prod. skyjunt]

political bullshit

lyrics:
[DJ SALAZAR]
Always fucking sucking cock, gagging on them balls
This is it, player buster, I'm just sucking shit from all these hoes
With this bitch, who is she? Better lick these nuts
I don't give a shit about whatever-

[skyjunt]
Busting out the crevices
Bitch, like I am federate
I'm spying on these bitches
Propaganda Bulletin

I'm going ham on these mics
Bitch, Haram
My tracks electrocute the room
Like my name is Hasan

So listen to me
I'm counting to the number three
One, two, three
You dead before you find a lynching tree for me

Oh you wanna hang?
And then you wanna hang me?
You only act like you progressive
For a "goth baddie"? (eugh!)

So what you know about the soulside?
Head to BRNO, you know this shit be my southside
Now you on my wrong side! When you last been outside?
Buy an LG-TV, then you switch to channel 45

FOX News bitches, looking for stitches everyday
A sickness, indoctrinating pictures in your brain
Ain't from the US, say I wanna kill the president
Faggot on the mic is here to set another precedent

Woah
When I'm busting down your door
Put your jaw onto the floor
Lemme fuck it up some more

Bitch you know I'm reaching flowstate
Reach into your prostate (ew!)
Fucker, post-haste
Sucker, make you rotate

Looking like a Doner, gimme sum
I be Gumping, on the run
Half the world be on my ass
Shit they wanna see me dead

So I'm hopping on the number four
Flow like Harry Mack, I'm bored

[DJ SALAZAR]
I don't give a shit about whatever LGBT is for

[skyjunt]
LGTV
On the television cuz you fucking with the 64
LGTV
On the television cuz you fucking with the 64

LGTV
On the television cuz you fucking with the 64
LGTV
On the television cuz you fucking with the 64

[DJ SALAZAR]
Always fucking sucking cock, gagging on them balls
This is it, player buster, I'm just sucking shit from all these hoes
Always fucking sucking cock, gagging on them balls
This is it, player buster, I'm just sucking shit from all these hoes

Always fucking sucking cock, gagging on them balls
This is it, player buster, I'm just sucking shit from all these hoes
With this bitch, who is she? Better lick these nuts
I don't give a shit about whatever LGBT is for

LG-TV [prod. skyjunt]

s/o @cherrylady10-38762307 i LUV this

lyrics:
Bushfire
I been in a raging bush fire
Tell me all you want
I’m stuck beneath a floor tile

In cement
Drop the pleasentries
Call the flowergirl
With a tendency of smoking trees

I’m a fire weed
Yuh, yuh, I’m a fire weed

Pull up google maps
Collision course with your stash spot
It’s slowly hitting
Got effects like a crockpot

Take a hit all the time
So you stay hot
-
Here’s the weed, you better pay up

The biz ain’t a joke
I been cutting off my own petals
To keep it running
Now I’m looking at myself, meddled

What you do is not my concern
I’m concerned though
Might be that this is my turn
Hope it ain’t, though

Know that you ain’t messing with the flowergirl
Flower- Them pretty petals in your wrap, twirled
Flower- Smoke that spliff on your window sill
Flower- I’m a fireweed, bitch, I am the flower girl

flwrgrl [prod. CherryLady10]

shoutout @remxxns for letting me steal this beat

lyrics:
(Psychopath, I been running ‘round inside the borderlands)
(Psychopath, I been running ‘round inside the borderlands)
(Psychopath, I been running ‘round inside the borderlands)
(Psychopath, I been running ‘round inside the borderlands)

(Psychopath, I been running ‘round inside the borderlands)
(Psychopath, I been running ‘round inside the borderlands)
(Psychopath, I been running ‘round inside the borderlands)
(Psychopath, I been running ‘round inside the borderlands)

Ash on my hands, blood in my grave
Call a caveat my Kaviaq, it’ll rip your brain apart
Stemming seasons on my back, turtleneck, my body sagging
Broken Column, broken caterpillar, where the fuck my backbone?

Fucking with you is my last mistake
Talk ‘bout how you making waves
Why do I feel like I been misplaced
Lost and found, there’s a rat king

Psychopath
I been running ‘round inside the borderlands
Bordering on dadaism
Come and try to understand

Proletariat gone fight the bourgeoisie (blegh!)
Ain’t with that masquerade, rip off my bougie seam (blegh!)
With the trench coat, I’m in my french mode
Beheading all these motherfuckers, make the ground blow

I got some news, bitch, I’m moving supersonic
I got this shit on lock, I’ll make you hypertonic
You claim your own, bitch, it’s just a Gin & Tonic
I’ll catch a body, bitch, to leave a fucker bawling

(Psychopath, I been running ‘round inside the borderlands)
(Psychopath, I been running ‘round inside the borderlands)
(Psychopath, I been running ‘round inside the borderlands)
(Psychopath, I been running ‘round inside the borderlands)

BORDERLAND [prod. MAHES]

girl, 19 👍

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dm for collabs‼️
discord: gingus1163
IG: @skyjunt

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|[PERFECTION IS IMPERFECT POISON;
IMPERFECTION IS PERFECT ART]|

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aka. SKYMANE PLAYAJOHN
aka. 64SPLIFFA
aka. MC WOMANE
aka. T-BONE KILLA

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