I think this is my favorite track from you, killed it w this one

prod. Chills Myth
video by  @CROOKEDMultimediaYT  
Ft.  @PrecinctPhantomMusic  
Recorded & Mixed by  @ExPorBen  

Big ups everyone!

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Bandcamp (much better):
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Tear The Stage Up Ft. Precinct Phantom

[PAPA SPYRO]

(CHORUS)

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.
How many steps to get up to heaven.
Countin up my angel numbers,
Think I got eleven.
See the big man look around the shit is gettin heavy.


(VERSE)

Chain on the neck,
Hung up his seed.
Still made of wood,
Call it rosemary.

We do all the fight so it build up our own sediment.
If that's what he like why the fuck we doin what he can't.

7 more steps I'm a God damn sinner.
Greed round the back and it keeps gettin bigger.
How many more till he feels like a winner?
Think he got enough now he ain't sharin dinner.

I before he,
But not after C.
Bigger than God,
And youre thinkin of me.
You should be who you want,
And what the fuck you wanna be.
But they pray that you stop,
So get down and take a knee.

For the Greed.
You must.
Not feed.
This lust.
Your anger.
The rage.
Lock it up behind the cage before you taper.

This paper.
Dont gotta make her,
To pay for.
Dont gotta wait there,
To take fur.
Don't gotta break her,
Heartbreaker,
and that's for sure.


(CHORUS)

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.
How many steps to get up to heaven.
Countin up my angel numbers,
Think I got eleven.
See the big man look around the shit is gettin heavy.




[THE DINKMASTER]

(VERSE)

1 2 3 4 5 6 69
they always pick it up after i drop the shit, right?
hock and spit hot loogies on them officers
never catch me in them common offices
i'm stomping on my stomp box and rocking til they're gone
god i wanna take a blade and lop my nose off
call that a nose job, i got no job
but i'm way too lucky to say there's no god
my mothers got breathing problems should have died in her sleep
now she's laid playing scrabble in a bed without a dream
what's she gonna do if she reaches retirement?
what i am i gonna do if she dies?
had violent tendencies had to lock em up in a box
cause she needs me to take care of her, she needs me to stop
could you tell an angel you're too busy playing god?
i can't stop moving, you're just the anchor that stops





Produced by Rama Low
Written and performed by Papa Spyro, & The Dinkmaster
Mixed by Papa Spyro

(cover art done by me)

ANGELNUMBERS W/THE DINKMASTER [P. RAMALOW]

Keighley Sutherland & The Lost Pelican Band

Produced by The Lost Pelican Band

Mixed & Mastered by Keighley Sutherland

Riders Of The Dying Sun (With The Lost Pelican Band)

i find myself distracted, life is filled with perversions
the truth's a ball of clay so i live by my version
that i'm not a net positive, the opposite of what's kind
and i'll repeal my problems til i'm properly lined
i steal the spotlight cause it's gotta be mine
i don't pass picket fences more property lines
position my posture to open my heart
and still get caught in the dark
so when is it time?
a lot of the people want to see me shine
so won't give me the space to freely die
i get dragged along to shows and barely show my face
i no longer know my home, all the love was erased
that's why i stay out so late
i look in my mothers eyes and all i see is pain
and it makes me wanna shout
it makes me wanna scream and it makes me wanna kick myself down

if i could kill myself and have nothing change that'd be ideal
i give every fuck in the world about how you feel

you know at first when you hit me it felt right
i'm just a bag of dead weight to your dead eyes
cause i used you for my sex life
but i never pushed, never begged never said lies
i never noticed that you wanted me too
so every slap and hit was okay by your rules
you'd laugh when i flinch, and my brother thought it was hilarious
i love that fat bastard but he can stay out my area
and it only gets scarier, cause i was a degenerate 
but now i see my friend that i love to death getting warier
and she says she's with a rapper so things only get trickier
i took that shit personally with no ulterior
to that sick prick, i want you dead and want you gone
more than i want myself beheaded, how could you get so wrong
so i'll be headstrong until you're a thousand feet deep
pray i don't see you in the street

if i could kill myself and have nothing change that'd be ideal
i give every fuck in the world about how you feel

i sit pretty in a prestiged position of privilege
while american born kids are emprisoned with no trial
and god forbid whatever is happening to the palestinians
i hope like the abyssinians they take inches to miles
for all i give a shit if israel exists
my problem is the pricks killing all of the kids
and the culture of calling anyone they dislike a nazi
then double back to team up with white supremacists
where is the line cause i'm starting to feel sick
i have to see death showers through tiktok clips
more unrest with every toddler kill
i actually hope we have another riot in harehills
i hope i get arrested and searched for saying what i will
the UK lost its free speech when we weaponised guilt
now every last word that you say could be your last one
while all the paid opposition swear that this is avalon


if i could kill myself and have nothing change that'd be ideal
i give every fuck in the world about how you feel

48 More Bullet Holes

last track for the foreseeable future

ty everyone for all the support over the years 🙏 whether it was fun scream or my more serious efforts. genuinely thank you.

shoutout Dink for destroying this and being patient w me




I've been privating and unprivating alot of tracks lately, no promises alot of my songs stay up. ik it doesn't matter, but if there's people who enjoy a song and it's privated, dm me.



LYRICS:

[SPYRO] 

I won't ever be a star
Whichever way you put it I won't ever be apart
Ugh
I will never be ready
Pullin all the strings cause I'm too fuckin petty (fuckin pettyy ahhhh!!) 

Dead stars in the night might look brighter
Whichever way you put it I won't ever be a fighter 

Tryna keep it real when I rap this shit
It don't gotta fuckin feel like the next track hit (this one don't) 

I did some damn lyin
But I can spread my wings and decide I'm not flyin (not flyingg!!!! ya ya ya)


Cause you'll get weird looks from birds
Soarin through the sky, but won't follow the herd (woahhhh ahhhh run it back) 

Bah duh bah duh buh (run it back, run it back)
Bahdudu bah duh dah duhuh (run it back, run it back)
run it back

I won't ever be a star
Whichever way you put it I won't ever be apart
Ugh
I won't ever be a star
Whichever way you put it I won't ever be apart
Ugh 


[THE DINKMASTER] 

i'm a part of the stars, i'm in the constellation
wack mcs are in high concentration
tryna talk shit but you can't face the payslip
i'm amazed at how 2 elections created so many racists 

swear to god brother you don't even know what a race is
i much preferred your bitching when you'd say it faceless
i paid my penance, and outstayed my welcome so now i'm just saying a bunch of slop like "rape the rapists" 

you'd better stop associating and just save your faces
i know mad thugs coming from unsavoury places
Look i keep it clear like a pane is
you wanna talk pain then use novocaine how you're painless 

i got too much heart they say my name and A fib
i could change the rhyme scheme and stop saying the same shit
but please don't hate when my lyrics is great
i keep high-key like first class tickets on a plane is 

[BOTH]

Bah duh bah duh 

one take bitch

Fuckin petty fuckin petty ahh 


(also the cover art was heavily edited, but I found the og off pinterest)

NEVER.BE W/THE DINKMASTER (PROD. SLATE)

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