single from debut tape
"White Trash"
6/23/17

LYRICS w/ annotations:
https://genius.com/Tabby-cranston-lyrics

Cranston

production credits:
@OLSC
@shrimpnose
Zach Zurn
Carpet Booth Studios

White Trash

Malcolm

chameleon [demo]

Rap Genius: https://genius.com/Tabby-das-cap-remix-lyrics
YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jaq4u4pAKOo

Mix & Mastered by: @pe11y
Original Instrumental by: Southside

Das Cap (REMIX)

produced by: @oldschoolbumps
mix/mastered at: carpet booth studios

LYRICS: https://genius.com/Tabby-prequel-lyrics
MUSIC VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3e5ZGkwfSSo

prequel

peachfuzz! Dec 7th

produced by: olsc
mix/mastered by: zach zurn
recorded at: carpet booth studios

SEQUEL!

SHEESH!

south dakota

rosegold

waverunner 700

lover boy (feat. Author)

MASKOFF! (or, the interlude)

adam

happy meal

airmax 97

orange boy

mixed & mastered by: @oldschoolbumps
recorded in: my car

Lyrics:

I’m talking in cursive 
‘Cause the beer is cheap
It hurts to please, no cap 
Like a geezer knee
I’m cheek to cheek with nostalgia 
Fell like refer leaves I can’t smoke
Blow this pop-stand like TNT 
My mental no joke
This a dark comedy
Social life a quota
I’m being followed, keep
Both cornea close
To the chip on my shoulder 
All these grown men in strollers 
I pass going through motions 
Balance all that I’m after 
Holes in the plot like the plaster 
I punch knowing disaster
Had struck enough in my sleep
Enough when I eat, buddy 
I’m brushing my teeth 
‘Till they white as the lies
I tell myself to find peace 
As sad as that is
I’m staring in the mirror
Acting weird to get me laughing 
Drawing up designs again 
Working on the fashion
But nothing matters when you
Find the quicksand patches 
Man I trip, fall backwards 
In a ziplock. Backwoods 
Get a lick, roll, pass it
Till I’m tip toe standing 
In a bathroom panting 
And I’m left arm grasping 
Think it went numb, panic 
Knew that this would happen
God dammit
We need apps for fast food delivery
I need naps to pass time like little league
Folks spazz bout one tweet 
They didn’t read
And seek offense like blitz called
Get off my D
Too many cooks 
At your favorite diner 
White robes turned to MAGA hats
Hail the kaiser
Don’t put your torches up 
‘Cause a lover of the craft 
Getting morsels for his supper. But alas 
Recording for the buzzards on a calf
Viewing beef chew grass 
Like a famished hovercraft 
New Glarus in the flask  
Not stopping ‘till it hops a perfect crescent
There’s reasons to be happy 
Smile so bright, you merk a dentist 
My bad
This misfit heavy handed 
Two gauntlets 
Holding up my veggie sandwich 
Damn kid, that trusty steed
Might be scared of heights 
Got more thoughts 
Than you could stick inside a terabyte
Mighty morph into a dino 
For the paradigm, this ferris ride 
Circles ‘till the butter fucking clarifies 
Seeing better times than Mr. Fahrenheit 
Kitten clean his plate
From his mouth
He pull a herring spine 
Talking sweet as Caroline 
Or a window-cooling cherry pie
Beat a pussy up like Tom & Jerry fights
This that Berenstain back to Berenstein 
Living check to check
‘Till I’m frickin’ Twitter verified 
Tabs

*DISCLAIMER*
Instrumental owned by Tyler, the Creator and his affiliates; altered for personal use only & not for profit.

Veggie Sandwich (SMUCKERS Remix)

Giannis

All songs were recorded in the back of a 2005 Toyota Matrix, parked outdoors amidst the beautiful bluffs of a small Wisconsin town.

released May 30, 2019 

Produced & Engineered by OLSC
@oldschoolbumps
(twitter / insta: @beatsbyolsc)

Recorded by Pelly 
@pe11y
(twitter / insta: @pe11ype11)

© All Rights Reserved.

Billy Blanks

Sub Zero / Nash (feat. Reagan Wolf)

Morissette Freestyle

Prod. By OLSC (Interlude)

Jonah Hill

2005 Matrix (Intro)

"IGNANT" by @stupidassbeats

- LYRICS - 

Pink hair, 26, never with the funny shit 
Pussy bald, Couzin Ed, yeah I’m a hypocrite 
Avenue Q, damn you rappers on your puppet shit 
Fresh tee, tuck it in, I’m a feat like Gunna is 
Turn your boo down
‘Cause the booty lookin' concave 
She a horse girl ask why the long face 
Yeah I’ma get big like Tom Hanks
Off screen, it’s funny how y’all change
Oh my god
Flow so cold think I froze my jaw
Your breath reek bro like you smoke Pall Malls
You're fresh meat though and the boy might starve 
Punks like Ashton, cook ‘em like Action 
Hook ‘em like mainstream rap, no substance 
Saw you on Shaqtin’, square up like Crash spins
Hook ‘em like Patrick’s ass, no fuck shit 
And your girl still don’t have a booty 
But she your world, keep flat earthing
I’ll hit green like 2K
She got them curls like Jack Harlow
And it’s hardly cute, babe
Guess this a roast, the maestro 
On his Ratatouille 
Orson Welles give ‘em hell
So white that I’m the new Kane 
All y’all do is watch The Office 
Tinder bios too same
(beer lover, dog mom, no hookups!)
Oh my god 
Flow so hot think jaw might thaw 
Tech Deck Dudes, y’all look like thumbs 
Sheck Wes prove white guilt died young 
I’m next up, hold my nuts
Nets got Drew like what the fuck?
Nothing great bout you, my love
Like Slowthai said bout his home life, bruv
Room is spinning like a Playstation disc
Not off the juice, I’m just chillin' 
Bein' anxious as shit 
Try runnin' fades on the kid
I’m NBA with the Clips 
My GPA went to shit 
Still graduated like Ye 
But wish I dropped out like Ye
Or never did it like Yandhi 
But I’ma make it, y'all be on my dick 
Bro get the fuck off me

Tech Deck Dudes (Prod. By CodyKo)

a remix of GHOST by @jackharlow

mix/mastered by me

I know that I got it
I might even guarantee it
If they doubted me before
I bet I’ll prove it on the remix 
Me and my wallet 
Like to keep the options vegan 
Send it back if the result 
Ain’t the color Master Chief is 
Buddy sending links
Had to tell him he should keep it 
Baby ain’t as sharp
As the bottom of her Filas 
Me and Jack whiter than
Entire Narcos season 
If you put me on your song 
You’d just make yourself a feature 
I promise 
I don’t really know what else to ‘tell ya 
I got it 
All these chicken dinners from my failures 
Allotted 
I don’t gotta tell ya what I’m making
Deposits 
EP in my car, debut album
From rocket, no Reggie 
It’s automatic
Your platinum with no caliber 
Pen could shatter excalibur
Anthony, grab that yellow flannel 
Cold one, that why voice is cracking 
Improving forever dammit 
Repeat to hear new shit, haven’t 
Had artist so fluent at this 
Saliva to music, dammit 
Fuck Gucci, my suit is Samus 
You fire like two used matches 
I do this to boost moral and send
Fuck you’s to stupid crackers 
Who pushing the movement backwards 
Where was I?
You know that I got it
I might even guarantee it
If they doubted that before
I bet I prove it on the remix 
Jack, she went ghost
‘Cause she busy in my DMs 
Give me one sec,
She want pictures of my (hol'up)
She taste sweet
Put the pussy on a pedestal 
Shoutout DJ Khaled
More for me, I eat until I’m full 
I’m an ass man 
And she look like Ms. Incredible 
Keep it 730
Got me bragging bout my credit score 
Never get my credit though 
This a vibe check 
Baby boy, I think you better go
You ain’t far enough, 
Still can see you through the telescope 
Aaron Rodgers 
Way I’m getting all this cheddar though
Kevin Costner 
So much water in my living room 
Only leave the house 
Just to let ‘em know the fit is cute 
Saw your concert 
Mosh pit playing little spoon 
Play my songs
They like Adam, nah this isn’t you 
All this replay value I have 
It’s like I’m number 4 to Madden
But my dick stay off cam 
It’s like I’m too good spitting fluid 
Got more fuel than Iraq 
It’s like you’re looking for excuses
Not to turn to a fan 
It’s like you don’t understand 
I know that I got it 
I might even guarantee it 
If they doubted me before 
I bet I’ll prove it on the remix 
Damn that’s crazy
When you giving your opinion 
I don’t give a rat’s ass
Ratatouille on a Thursday afternoon 
Tell me how much power 
Did the chitter-chatter prove?
All ya sound the same
Pick a different pattern dude
Minnesota nice till he coming after you
Yeah I’m coming after you, hol'up

Tabby

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