S.P.F.M. Radio: compilation

[KaiLeech] (note: everything after my verse was off the dome.)

(Verse|: Kid Kai)

(Skit: Stan Leech)
-Character 1: Goddamn!
-Character 2: Hahahaha...man, i tried to tell ya.
-Character 1: Where'd you find this kid?!
-Character 2: Little homie stay around the corner.
-Character 3: Hey, there goes Stan!

(Verse||: Stan Leech)
-Scribble these lines, couldn't even think of a rhyme, look and what did he find? A demon inside. 
-Been sleeping in for days so don't be banging my line. 
-Mystery mind, search for hidden secrets, you'll be in one hell of a bind.
-Talkin' bout loyalty but like Mike Jack, nigga, do you Remember The Time?
-Fuck what you used to, this that therapeutic music. 
-Spark up the track and abuse it.
-Swear these niggas move so stupid.
-Got the game all crooked.
-Yeah, I say you bout as hard as a soft porn movie, hey.

(Bridge: Stan Leech)
-Just remember things ain't really what it seems.
-Things ain't really what it seems...(Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah).
-We all tryna get out our dreams but you just gotta do this one thing-
-(You say!)

(Hook: Stan Leech)
-And you say "fuck em" ! (Fuck em!) "Fuck em!" (Fuck em!)
-We be everywhere that they don't want us, want us!
-SpacePunk back up in the function, function! 
-I ain't really vibing with the fuck-shit! Keep it 100!

(Outro: Stan Leech)
-Kee-kee, kee-kee, Keep, Keep it 100.
-Kee-kee, kee-kee, Keep, Keep it 100.
-Kee-kee, kee-kee, Keep, Keep it 100.
-Kee-kee, kee-kee,(Now keep it 100, huh!)
-...Kep it 100 (Yeah! Yeah!).
-Uh-uh, uh-uh, yeah, keep, now keep it 100.
--Kee-Kee, Kee-Kee, Keep, Keep it 100. Fuck...

SAN ANDREAS! (ft. KidKai) (prod. Main)

ToWER oF GRiEF! (prod. Nekogod)

Choice (prod BROWARDADDICTION)

Taught Myself the Game

Fųck Įs Yä Tałm Bøüt

GŁØÇK ØPĘRĄ

Wetter

ISTOST (im so tired of soul ties)

euphoria

Mÿ ŞĦØØTĘR

ya dig
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2020 edit: i really hate the "little bro" bars now...
R.i.P. Jailen...i love you forever and always.

SuPA DuPA! (prod. tuamie)

Drip On My Drip

written on acid a while back, and we live (literally). phone in front of tv type shit lmao. [random, but i record 90% of my songs in one take.]
LYRICS
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(Verse|)
-Icky Vicky, don't want your germs so please step back.
-I lift my pinky,  Dr. Evil, when i mack.
-Shoot but i throw them hands and i know they don't want that.
-Swing like Ness, when he hit with a baseball bat.
-Mamma always told me not to fuck with these witches.
-Casting spells, stole my heart and i woke up with some stitches. 
-But i, hit that bitch so hard i think i done popped my hip.
-And if her mans come back, gotta make like a pothole and dip.
-Not tryna chop it up even though i'm Shinobi.
-Holy moly, Swanton Bombing on these jabronies.
-Happy camper, zip up, then i hotbox my tent.
-The Talking Trees say the chosen one is him.

(Hook)
-Trees.
-Talking Trees, speak to me, Talking-
-Trees.
-Talking Trees, speak to me...

(Verse||)
-Feel my energy, Kamehameha Wave.
-Through this smokey path, we gotta make our way.
-Huffin', puffin', fuckin' all my pain away.
-I was done from runnin' through the dungeon, now i levitate. 
-See, the way i move is telekinetic.
-And if you think i'm wrong, i get it.
-Nigga, it's not wrong cause i said it.
-You the type of muthfucka to ruin a fetish.
-Then you all get beheaded. 
-Nigga, you're dead, done.
-Ya'll some little mice so please go get your bread, crumbs.
-Do not give no fucks but i know this condom fit.
-Real eyes realize real, you looking counterfeit. 
-Try to Bob the Builder, you de-molishin'.
-Popped up on the scene like 'wait, look, who is this?"
-Please step back, step back.
-Antisocial, no, chit-chat. 
-Please give me break, not talkin' no Kit Kat, Kit Kat, uh.
-Think a lot, this be my hypothesis. 
-Do not have no friends but all i have are these-

(Hook)
-Trees.
-Talking Trees, speak to me, Talking-
-Trees.
-Talking Trees, speak to me...

(Bridge)
-Here's a penny for your thoughts, i wish you well. 
-Here's a penny for your thoughts, i wish you well. 
-Here's a penny for your thoughts, i wish you well.
-Here's a penny for your thoughts, i wish you, well.
-Here's a penny for your thoughts, i wish you well. 
-Here's a penny for your thoughts, i wish you well.
-Here's a penny for your thoughts, i wish you well. 
-Here's a penny for your thoughts, i wish you, well. 

(Outro)
-Trees...
- Talking Trees, speak to me...

Talking Trees (Live) 

TALKiNG TREES! (ft. MÜGEN) (Live) (prod. Franky M)

written on acid in a literal 10 minutes 💀
guest vocals: MÜGEN, KidKai, and G.P. for crowd chant on hook.

mix and mastered by Stan Leech
LYRICS
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(Intro: Alan Watts)

(Hook)
-Yeah, and this a stitch in time, no need to fix it.
-I don't identify as none of these fucking guys, uh uh.
-..Or better yet, you humans.
-Stupid, time; i don't compute it (don't compute it!).
-Yeah, and this a stitch in time, no need to fix it.
-I don't identify as none of these fucking guys, uh uh.
-..Or better yet, you humans.
-Stupid, time; i don't compute it (don't compute it!).

(Interlude: Alan Watts)

(Verse)
-Redesign my mind, i'm on molecular levels.
-As deep as it gets, you'll need a hell of a shovel.
-You know what they say about us stars 'cause we drift apart.
-So there's no way i need him, her, or even you.
-Just to even say it, man, it breaks my heart.
-Point a pistol, and now shoot me straight up out the solar system.
-This time, let's pray that i go real far...

(Hook)
-Yeah, and this a stitch in time, no need to fix it.
-I don't identify as none of these fucking guys, uh uh.
-..Or better yet, you humans.
-Stupid, time; i don't compute it (don't compute it!).
-Yeah, and this a stitch in time, no need to fix it.
-I don't identify as none of these fucking guys, uh uh.
-..Or better yet, you humans.
-Stupid, time; i don't compute it (don't compute it!).

(Outro: Alan Watts)

i.D.!//A STiTCH iN TiME! (prod. Neoplasma)

first time recording a serious rap [even though i used to freestyle ALL THE TIME lol] to release back when i was making beats. a day before i made "Supa Dupa!".

B A R S ! *Cassidy Voice*
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LYRICS:
(Intro)
-"If you're gonna dirty me then i'm gonna dirty you...'
-What's my name...?
-Yo...

(Verse)
-It's Stan Leech, not a host for you bloodsuckers.
-A glitch in the system but the game has been corrupted, like really, fuck it.
-You niggas ain't really deeper than rap.
-If i put you 6 feet under, betcha i'm deeper than that.
-I'm stackin' up on that cheese, the lead rat of the pack.
-Reject the Reggie 'cause the shits' a dime-a-dozen a sack. 
-You can smell the loud and my speakers bang.
-Don't need to spit kerosene to leave the mic ablaze. 
-Yo Master Shake, it's obviously obvious that these niggas not eatin'.
-Ball all you want, i'm getting my top slopped from the bops in the bleachers. 
-Sweet Jesus! They say the boy needs a fuckin' preacher. 
-Smoking rose buds he plucked from the Garden of Eden.
-But bat a blind eye to the snakes and bite into this Adamless apple. 
-But niggas knew you been lame, it's just a Fact from the Snapple.
-Fag, i'm on a higher platform, a plateau. 
-Fuck you mean the sky is the limit? Bitch you are standing in my shadow. 
-Tune into to Toonami, my flows come in tsunamis.
-Kesenuma Miyagi, said Kimmy Jong couldn't stop me.
-Wave caps, dope raps, and coon packs.
-Two Ls and a J like i'm tryna bring Cool back.
-Tell 'em i said fuck what you heard of its from the word of the mouth.
-Oh and P.S.: if you not rhyming then get the fuck out.

dirtySanchez (2015)

DiRTY SANCHEZ! (DEMo) (17 GoiNG oN 18) (prod. Proflogik)

       [your imaginary friend]
                1996-9999
       𝕊𝕡𝕒𝕔𝕖ℙ𝕦𝕟𝕜𝕎𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕕
              PEAK FiCTioN!

TALKiNG TREES! (ft. MÜGEN) (Live) (prod. Franky M)

Stan Leech (𝔖.𝔭. ℜ𝔦𝔠𝔥𝔦)

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