5 San Clemente Sunsets (prod. by I AL13N)

VC Loonatic - nowaday’s (prod. MIGZ)

No Time To Kick Back - ShortBad ft L.Smoks

Running Out Of Breath

Do or Die 4 Me-P Dog//Mischief

Get It Done (feat. Biggie) {prod. eazy.da.prod}

Cant Understand {prod. Mischief} // P Dog 1100

recorded at liv live studios www.livlivement.com

No Rest For The Wicked BY GRIZZLY AND I ALIEN

Fkree the downers

Me & U - P Dog1100 (prod. Mischief)

Ah, you're so complicated.
Ah, you're so complicated.
Ah, you're so complicated. (So complicated)
Ah, you're so complicated.
Ah, you're so complicated.
Ah, you're so complicated.
I don't wanna live under your terms and conditions.
Puppeteerin' n controllin, showering me with love at the coincident.
I used to never think that way when I was innocent.
But I'm all grown up now, with my own ambitions and ideas, so persistent.
I fucking hate your guts so much.
I don't know if it's from love being too tough.
All the the blunt trauma, generating response error causing you the terror.
But anyways, my heads too clanked from my repeated tangents.
Causing my angle to traject to a mathematics degree with the function of W's.
Rarely curving back just to head the opposite way, with the wholes done into chunks.
I don't know if I'll heal to i of complexity you added to my heart.
I only aspired to make music for the art.
Now I sit in my room secretly mixing and mastering on my own.
Wearing a mask to hide my identity from all but just one.
That's my backstory, did you like it?
You probably won't know cause I'm performing this away in practice for people who you don't know.
You know, I love you but a smidge develops to a tsunami of tears.
"To kill a mockingbird" developed from prejudices and fear.
But these very things you hold to keep me living a safe life like you, don't cut it.
I don't want to be roped down, but the main bleeding is my arteries tip.
Keeping me in place will just make me quit this thing I ain't mean for.
Shielding me from judgements of friends who aren't worth more dime more than our connection.
A couple more pairs of eyes ain't part of our brethren.
Whether they glare to my soul in disgust or look down and thrust their saliva of words towards the very things they hate.
I plead to you not to berate.
But I listen, cause it's my fate to listen and not overtoast n lose my flavours.
(But hold on)
(Isn't quitting this uni thing making me shit again from the lack of brain stimulation?)

Ambivalence

Running Out Of Breath

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