Dripping Remix.
Prod. by Taylor King
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4C_9Vx6AheE

Dripin Remix (Prod. by Taylor King)

Getting use to using FL Studio, trying out different things.

Sins Freestyle (prod. MisterMojo)

Freestyle using Chill Smooth Guitar Rap Beat / Higher (Prod. Syndrome) [NEW 2018]
Lyrics: 
We go to work, keep on the grind, but what even for?
When we dont ever find, answers to what we want to explore,
Like If we can buy happiness and love, then why aren't they in stores,
Grinding hard, and end up with disease of wanting more,
Damn,
Swear to god life is like a cycle, hoping each and everyday,
one day we’ll be like Micheal,
Drownin in money, only to have our retires stolen,
Where you can eat all that you want, no need to cut your food into portions,
Like the days, where we ate without a say til we slip into,
Starving each and every day, just to fuel our plays,
This cycle that we live in,
The only way to live it is to go the distance,
Hoping this path is better, outplay the system,
Stop multiplying, and start using division,
Cutting people in half, faithing like im a christian,
But don't it get it wrong, I don't need assistance,
From the word of god, because I don't believe in his existence.
Like really? You think there's a bigger man than humans coexistence,
I’m a mostly a calm dude, just passively persistence,
But this year im all about my chicken,
Boiled ,fried, grilled, whatever the fuck im given,
Stranded on the sea, everyday I be fishing.
Rapping on the key, whatever I have written,
Firing like a uzi, i got unlimited ammunition,
Also wear the suit, witty like a politician
I got the mind of a genius, all big idea impositions,
Hiphop my culture, on the train to success, im the only one who got a ticket﻿

Link:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=08AicqtTPyU

Smooth High Freestyle(Prod. Syndrome)

My Old nemesis, the Pumpkin Hill rap.. this time I freestyle over the actual beat.

Pumpkin Hill 2018 Freestyle

Playin' Playstation Freestyle (Prod. DonED)- Sleepy Slim

Link to beat used: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n4tvcK3T1ys
Produced by Young Chvncho
I'm half passed this mass extinction,
Of real rap where they dance around you in laps and laughin' lookin' mad exquisite,
This pen is making paper fat so please don't squish it,
If not its back to the lab where we invision,
N break down atoms causin these emissions,
It's the land of the unforgivin' my hearts grown cold,
Colder than the Pacific in fact to be specific my minds submerged under these linens,
Fabric with bad stitchin' is blood stained craving some oxygen like acrobatics with their blood drained,
Constant burden on the soul as they struggle to not pay the final toll from that twitter scroll,
Sleepy Slim in the business of breakin' molds after curlin' toes of hoes,
 
 
Sleepy Slim, yup...
 
To be honest we fix headaches wit sedatives pressures too tight I lost my mind feeling beheaded weight off my shoulders what a lovely sentiment,
No not sentimental I'll send Sentinels to every continental,
Jumping off the Eiffel head first cuz I've got a mindfull,
Of  Drastic tendencies weak jealous kids tend to seek remedies,
To fix what ISNT actually broken it's easy to catch beef all ya need is a token,
fists seem to finish what was unspoken﻿.

Daze By Sleepy Slim (Prod. Young Chvncho)

1st Track for my Mixtape or whatever ya call it.

Mesmerized (Prod. Taylor King)

Sampled Minecraft Theme.

Shoutouts to Burbur.

Lyrics:
[Hook]
My bad I hate to be a downer...
I'd hate to be a downer...
My Bad I hate to be a downer..
I'd hate to be a downer...

[Verse 1]
Heavy handed a lyrical bandit,
Fuck Life, I just can't stand it,
Granted
I see stupid shit constantly,
Everyday I ought a be,
Audibly dismissive,
Of this whole fuckin server,
I'll pass the mic to Burbur,
Shit he downing all the bourben,
Of course I'm out here swervin,
Wonderin when these kids will learn and-
Realize I'm tumblin from  turbulence,
Jammin to be Timberland,
Hit the ground runnin,
No time for stuntin if I even could,
It's misunderstood as I-
Smoke on backwoods, 
I'll just improvise a solution for my delusions,
My mind tries to grant me grandeur,
As it acts as my Ego's armour,
Despite all this it leaves me sour.

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
I stumble upon the seen,
Course I think I'm Clean,
But it only takes a moment for the illusion to be shattered,
I struggle to my feet wondering if it mattered,
Handcuffs and and small bluffs,
Turn into heavy fisticuffs,
Which I'm course I'm losing,
Now I'm in the back of the car...

Just cruising
Oozing shame and musing my mistake,
As my bruises begin to ache,
The indignity and pain won't shake,
Only thing that does is my sense of self,
[Hook]

Mod Craft by Rents(Prod by WILLIARD)

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