'Cognitive Dissonance' es un album instrumental compuesto y grabado entre 2022 y 2025
Este album es una vision que explora diferentes estados de una mente disruptiva y desordenada traducido al espectro musical, conectando calmados y freneticos pasajes en un viaje de principio a fin

Delirium

PROD. 8STRINGS

"niggas do not want to test shit" 😹

smoked out cigarettes
wanted smoke, puttin' one in his lung
now he beggin for breath
vibe check, CTE, swing a bat at his temple
that boy tryna bang up his set
he came with a posse, I had to go check
if it's more than three, then I'm sending a few
right back to the lobby
556, got it sitting right by me

pimp in distress, pimp in distress
a couple of cases, you better be lucky
he ain't get a hole in his chest
Mr. Krabs, penny pinchin', got my finger twitchin'
Blurry, just give it a rest
nah, brotha tryna smear my name on some bullshit
he must think he insane
nigga telling me to do better
aight bet, nigga, now let's play us a game

never have l ever lost a fight,
had my father try to sue the school,
lost, then decided to move
never have I ever snitched to my mom bout some e-beef
and still think I was cool
never have I ever had my parents
locked up for that shit going on in the motel room
boy, you's a fucking fool
you is a fuckin' lame
you can say all that you want about me
but I promise the dirt that both of us got
ain't nowhere the same
you Lois Lane, I'm high as a bird or a plane

this is a dangerous game for you
my mom's a teacher, but you already knew that
cuz all of the "dirt" that you got is shit I was telling you
shit I could be yo substitute
so park yo ass, let me teach you something
the subject here is cause and effect
you better be glad I ain't being direct
foul play, boutta give me a tech
9 words'll put a hole in your neck
ties cut and I can see you a wreck
put the fries in the bag, better get you a check
so why'd you make the decision you made
then say you the best with a puffed out chest?
you not
keeping this shit in the booth
don't do nothing stupid, 
don't go out here thinking you Dot

size 9 to yo face
imma step on a nigga
don't go in that alleyway
my name still come into play
got stuck in that strand
done doley, no Araneae (RNA)
my vision distorted, it's looking Dalmatian
I'm growing impatient with all of these frauds
K9's and lap dogs, my hands bi
got me swinging at them and they broads
"beat his ass, take his phone"
for some reason, I don't really think you got the balls
pissing me the fuck off
kept pushing my buttons,
it's up, don't try to hit pause (paws)

can't slide for your sister
so makes you think you gon slide for yo bitch?
my bad, did I too far?
hakuna matata, we all know you ain't gon do shit
yeah, that smile better leave yo face
better watch yo mouth in my presence, bitch
nigga, my momma don't make no 100k, muhfucka
the fuck is you talkin bout, bitch?
I'm out here getting a job
You stay there and leech them allowances, bitch
how many origins you gonna fabricate?
fucked up, had to jump 4 houses, bitch
got a problem with yo drinking
yo bitch ain't so freethinking
Long Live the Saints, hoe, what you thinking, nigga?

MR. KRABS

@astrmani @yungicystar @eightstringss
Make America StarMani Again!!!

Prove Sumn Prod. 8strings

0:00 +@desxww
7:38 + @8strings
8:19 + @ev2e

june klips fubar + desxw 8strings ev2e

@astrmani @eightstringss @concealurself

lyrics:

i slide thru the city i’m swinging da drac
niggas broke as the fuck u ain’t counting no pape
i ain’t saving no hoes, i ain’t wearing a cape
purple all in my cup, i ain’t sipping on grape
i can’t have these lil hoes in my circle, they fake 
i wake up in da lab im like “what ima make” 
gotta carry the stick when i ride thru the state
tryna tell em to slide but dat nigga gon flake 

said he spinning on who? not me 
niggas said he like dat, okay i’ll see 
nigga u is not gang no u not my g 
gen 5, make em go blind by my beam
racks coming in, niggas can’t relate to it
heard shawty tryna slide thru, put a date to it
nigga tryna duck in that v, shoot a k through it
call my slimes yea my lil niggas stay shooting 

i tell em to shoot n they not finna stop
innat srt whippin, give fuck bout a cop
bitch i’m inna black truck tryna spin thru that lot
why lil shawty keep playing, like why am i blocked
tell that boy if he play wit da fam he get shot
dis a g23 on my hip, make it pop
put a 762 thru yo whip, make it stop
im wit saints lil nigga u know how i rock

flake (8strings & akrzn)

@astrmani @eightstringss

lyrics:

new fully draco im sliming yo shooter
chop in his face got em praying to buddha 
internet dude only tough on computers 
shoutout my slime niggas, dealers and looters 
my diamonds free like i’m jugging da jeweler 
she tote my glock yea dat shit rlly suit her
onna opp block wit a mf scooter 
these niggas learning from me like a tutor 

these niggas learning from me, ion teach 
my niggas ready to shoot if you reach
freaky lil bih tryna fuck onna beach 
762 leave a nigga deceased 
cappin ass nigga don’t do what he preach 
servin da west niggas servin da east
so many demons they called in a priest 
dat nigga went in dat room and he cheesed 

dat nigga went dat room started pointing 
gotta keep blocking these hoes they annoying
why i got so many guns i enjoy it 
throw dat boy shitty ass songs inna toilet 
stop tryna rap nigga seek some employment 
u want da switch or da drac pick ur poison 
u want da switch or da drac pick ur poison
u want da switch or da drac pick ur poison

shoutout my niggas, for them i’d be dying 
you lose yo mans i can bet you ain’t sliding 
it’s time to slide boy i bet you ain’t riding 
we on yo block and dat shit really silent 
you on yo block you ain’t doin shit by it
i had a knife inna school i ain’t lyin 
you not my brother not cool like a wayan
i got a brand new tool i ain’t buy it

slimeyoshooter (8strings)

@astrmani @eightstringss

lyrics:

bitch, slide thru the function im coming in hot 
though i would stay wit dat bitch but im not 
i’m tryna shoot sumn, pass me the rock 
dat nigga dead we gon leave em to rot
she see da bands yeah i get it a lot
mask up boy im not tryna get caught 
brand new drum for the blick i jus bought
saw me outside but he ain’t take da shot 

bitches be birds, i can’t fw da flock 
cops tryna search put dat shit in my sock 
ion know shit no i’m not tryna talk 
762 turn a nigga to chalk 
run down run down no ion walk 
double my cup im sippin on wock 
red beam like a balloon ima pop 
1017 i ain’t signing to wop

nah fuck dat shit, i ain’t signing a deal 
is you gon slide lil bitch keep it real 
down bad on my own u don’t know how it feel
i ain’t giving my heart to no bitch, keep it sealed 
dat nigga speaking on mine he get killed 
bitch i got racks give a fuck bout a bill
bitch i’m too gone popping pill after pill 
he shake wit dat glock, ain’t holding it still 

how you toting a glock but can’t hold it 
put his lil mans in a blunt ima roll it
catch em outside and i bet dat he folding 
twin told me pass em the drac but i sold it
bad bih love doin lines like she coding 
don’t got a holster the magazine showin 
fanned out hoe tellin me dat im goated 
so much smoke in the air bitch im floating

shot clock 2 (8strings)

@astrmani @eightstringss

lyrics: 

evil as shit ain’t no comp to it 
nigga talkin bout sliding, den hop to it 
i pull up to yo crib sending shots thru it 
niggas gotta lay low cus the cops moving 
why you toting dat blick u is not shooting 
bitch i been off da wock, make me talk stupid
up da chop in his trap make em stop moving 
nigga think he can fight better not do it

i got straps bitch, ruby beam and the magazine maxed bitch 
bitch i’m rockin way more than yo plaques bitch 
niggas gettin backdoored by a catfish 
got a whole lotta cash inna mattress 
put a blade onna chop make it stab bitch 
tryna slaughter yo gang since you savage 
tryna puff out yo chest like a flat bitch 

i heard a few niggas died on yo side, damn dat shit prolly terrible 
brand new p80 parts ima build it, bet if it break it’s repairable 
niggas in messages thinking they bout it, whole time im not even scared of em
niggas would spot em a opp out in public, he wouldn’t do shit but jus stare at em 

niggas hoes, niggas bitches 
niggas tote, glocks wit switches 
niggas broke, got no figures 
niggas throwed, off my hinges

unholy n evil (8strings)

@astrmani @eightstringss @berl1in02

lyrics:
walk in the function bet i leave a murder scene 
yuh, bad bih tryna come flirt wit 
i heard dat boy got a problem, then murder me
ion know you, but you heard of me 

bitch, i ain’t gon ho back and forth wit a nigga, i spent too much on dis stick on me 
big ass chop boutta fuck ‘round and torch a lil nigga, yuh, u bet not slip homie 

micro drac finna rip up yo big homie 
heard he want smoke let’s fuck ‘round n get lit homie 
gave dat boy percs he don’t know i got fent on me
shot at da whip but he ain’t leave a dent on it
cuz got a arp wit a drum on it
im onna block and u ain’t even spun on it 
rap on da beat yeah im jus having fun on it
i catch that boy on his block make him run on it 

i put dat rock up in his face, he not taking shit
like, i got real straps up in this place, niggas faking shit

im inna whip tryna drag race
damn, i used to be in a bad place
i was on block wit sadface
want smoke i’ll slide thru fast paced

murder scene (8strings & berl1in)

@astrmani @eightstringss @prodvelourium

lyrics:

yuh, like wassup wit em
i’m outside tryna get up wit em
i heard da 556 got stuck in em
das his fault cus he ain’t have it tucked wit em
they ain’t get back they don’t know who the fuck did it
we took yo gen fuck boi better come get it 
these niggas cap for a story then run wit it
nigga, i’m tryna see wassup wit it 

wassup wit it
wassup wit it
wassup wit it
wassup wit it 
wassup wit it 
wassup wit it 
wassup wit it 
i’m still tryna see wassup wit it

these niggas love talkin shit til i pop out wit a AR 
uav, catch em onna radar
we finna walk down, he don’t stay far  
i’m tryna swipe these niggas gens cus they think they can take ours 
got a white plug lookin like okaymar 
dat boy a bum shopping at kmart 

pop out wit a mac 10
white chalk, like “what happened”
think it’s funny, why u laughing 
bet the choppa start clapping 
spin in dat srt i ain’t crashing jt
niggas not comp, these niggas not passing it 
send a shot at da whip but he not even scratching it
said he slid to my crib but he not even passionate

wassup wit it 2 (velourium & 8strings)

I AIN'T ALL THERE, BUT I'M HERE.
@longlivethesaints

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