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Lyrics:

Bitch better have, my Honey Nut Cheerios. The OG, ya know me, I ain’t want it for that money, but very close. So go be, racing back on the runny, that teary dose, of mad a tad hit if it ain’t fit, this ain’t a funny, what dreary blows, this is to my head, I wanted a bliss, his bee self chef, prep wit’ rep and on the shelf, sped, to the box to get lots, on the spots, if, you don’t understand the wonderland, send shots, go send ya friend an email, detail, why you need to resell, your mind on the kind of find, that bee make, rethink ya inner sinner bind. Be a winner, lined up wit’ this shit, yup. But back to the issue, this shit is that wack, I gotta diss you, cause ya does not bring it to me, truly, that bee of the HNC. Go sling ya car, near or far, to where we spar, wit’ coupons and mo’, the grocery sto’, where food spawns and this dude on’s sight, is met wit’ might of that bee, HNC, I’m catchin’ free form falling for the balling I could and would do, wit’ a balanced breakfast, challenged, accepted. Wake, vast, ‘tunities in the day, scrutinies they at play, but wit’ HNC, no way do I care, I share the power of bee, ain’t a fucking way this shit devouring me. I eat so much, such trips to the shit room, take a long time, show how strong I’m in wit’ the eating, and meeting this is the need to heed to the sink, to drink, it take a hour to pee. Bitch, rich or poor can itch for more, so yo, no excuse, did you go and use, your dough to sure show you have the exchange, for the HNC, stay tuned for the next strange, tale after, but I’ll capture, the ending of this, I was sending my diss, but then he got back, when the hot stack, of boxes was revealed, I does the feeled, the hip hip, hurray party! Fuck paying taxes, that’s for another time, right now I might bow down again to, the bee of HNC, the crown in the cereal venue.

Honey Nut Cheerios (Prod. DJ 20124)

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(A Hype verse)

Screw acting cool, throwing hand signs and blowing like land mines only attracting a fool, then when you see what truly be you retracting, go back in school. You don’t wanna play dumb, be from the slum, you oughta boughta ray gun at least if you gonna say sum’. Hey, done is my sly fake spray numb, ass thinking class is fo’ the dull one. Yeah it no fun, but go, run, if you wanna live that life, go give that knife to the back of yo opponent, stab ‘em, don’t just jab ‘em. Why you laugh, um, you think this shit a gaffe? Bum! People really will kill, I’m proud of where I am, a place where my face is safe, no strafe from above, I love my glove like protection, holding me down, now then, how in the fuck does that excuse this use, drunk mother fucker at the intersection. It don’t and won’t, enter the center wreckin’ of our car. And now I admit this sad shit, I go too far. Playing Jeezy loud like a crowd, I shout out each bar. Weezy too, these a few of my fav’ stars. They pave the road oh so fars, YOLO is what they say, shoot fo’ stars, root yo peers on and stay strong. But what I’m not gonna do, is pretend I stand a G in the, wanna shoot? Kinda sense, mind my dense vocab, on the mute, you can’t taint what I say if you don’t fairly listen. Air the tension, out no doubt if you ‘bout the cleansin’, of some young, sprung from the gun wit’ none suspension. Just auto fire, gotta dire situation, that peeps glisten to, deeps, nah, but who behind it, rewind it, walk a mile in they shoes, talk a style that they use, fuck it see all they views. Lot to it, got through shit that minor to some. Designer from tongue, I spit legit but know where I’m from. And when I say what I say, I stay out of way, from the real tough streets, I don’t ever bluff heats. If you hear what I gear myself up for, it’s mental health shit, and maybe eating supper. I ain’t rougher than a pebble, so stealth wit’ heat I don’t begin to meet, don’t kid yourself or a fib you’ll. Learn the hard way, burn in the yard, may be, your head on the shelf of a killers wall, who knows? Go trust and just don’t get into it, reminder from the finder of trial and error, I do affair in shit that I learn not to. Turn a new page, earn a blew wage, blew as in blown up, your price getting sown up, when you realize you mad nice as you grown up. But not in aged, gotten caged after 18. For thinking I am who I not, I got sinking. Not drinking, but I was so slurry, go worry out ‘bout all I brought to me in a hurry. Life, it taught to me, don’t believe the Hype. And I stand on land still cause I let ‘em hand pill, to me and accepted help, medicine when you let it’s thing in, it really make you feel yo self. Neglected, welp, you gon’ be on yo own. But point is, be proud of you, get the hint? This, is a living where we giving from diff’ angles, just do not bust yo spot and stay, if you mangles. You might slight and miff, dangles from can’t go back, I want no wack, well then, stop swellin’ ya ego, we know ya pop when you try to spry on what you ain’t, you taint and you die inside, the ride of my learnings, the turn bends but ends okay, now go play.

Go Play (Feat. DJ 20124) (Prod. DJ 20124)

This is a beat tape ep that i made between like 5-8 hours the night of June 12th/Early June 13th, 2024 (I turned 21)

ggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg (Our Haus) [prod. DJ 20124]

IDM~ish (prod. DJ 20124)

wowok bday beat agin iLoveyou (prod. DJ 20124)

wowimadethusonmybirthdayim21woiw!!! (prod. DJ 20124)

poopbirthdat this one so fire omg (prod. DJ 20124)

camper lakebeat 6.12.2024 21.55 (almost 21) (prod. DJ 20124)

camper lakebeat 5.28.2024 16.56 remix 6.12.24 22.58 (prod. DJ 20124)

i made this beat for a posse cut. if u fw it, send me 8-32 bar verses or hooks and i’ll slap em in <3




I DID NOT USE SAN SALVADORE BY THAT FUCKING GUY THIS IS AN ORIGINAL FUCKING SONG THAT I PRODUCED PLEASE DO NOT COPYRIGHT CLAIM ME AGAIN YOU STUPID SONS OF BITCHES !!!!! <3

posse cut beat - prod. DJ 20124 - 150 bpm (original beat do not fucking claim this bruh)

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