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[VERSE I: LIL CIG]
psycho ward to the mental i'm a don
in the wards got the fenty in my 'ron
skate the block off them xannies so i'm calm
cough a lot from that damage to my lungs
dope smokin'
gun totin'
i'm a killer's killer
pill popper
i don't know a lot who really sicker
full of liquor
codeine drinker
fucking up my liver
pull the trigger
up the thriller
to the highest bidder
ooh la la
what's the vibe, pussy boy??
AK boom
put 'em in their tomb
take lives just because
say nah i'm on fire from the drugs
bend that hoe
gave that bitch some dick
she get off of my nut
she gon deep throat it til she cry
got my face tatted on her thigh
realest mother fucker from the 5
every meal the last supper when you God

[VERSE II: DUCKBOY]
send me the fucking addy and I'll see yall in a second
keys to the fleetwood caddy
push to start the 911
drive these bitches crazy
yeah, they always tryna date me
tryna save me
it's all because I suck her titties like a baby
hate me all you want
better watch you back I never front
you want problems?
i got a bunch
ain't nothing changed except the chunk
knock the piss out a pussy boy
trust
snort a 30 off the .40 let it bust
gimme bread watch how quick I start to duck
I put fenty on her toes
she put fenty in my cup
what with all this racket?
what the fuck with all this fuss?
ruby unapproachable but still they bum rush
oh my
suicide
you're that guy
you're that guy
who wanna die
what's your sign?
she's a 9
personality borderline
she tried to stand me up, but I dicked her down and bent her spine

Avalon

AVALON

My Little Incident (Halloween)

NEW SONG "6X6" OUT NOW

I made this on my Sega Dreamcast.

LYRICS:

After the night
I head into the place
Where I can feel
A cerebral embrace
It's visceral
My walls begin to break
The hell inside my mind erased

I cleanse my thoughts
That gather through the day
It's how are you
Is everything okay
Not what I want
But something that I crave
Heaven with you is hell to me

You and I inside the six by six room
Put your hand upon my beating heart
But I know this touch won't last forever
So I'm leaving here alone (alone)
You and I inside the six by six room
Place your hand around my bleeding heart
I don't know if love will keep us together
So I'm leaving you alone

I almost wish
You put me in the grave
Though it's your fault
Would I be right again
To let you off
Go back to being friends
You never caused me any pain

It started small
My body was the host
I'm fading out
Pearlescent as a ghost
And now you'll be
Someone I used to know
So easily you let me go

You and I inside the six by six room
Put your hand upon my beating heart
But I know this touch won't last forever
So I'm leaving here alone (alone)
You and I inside the six by six room
Place your hand around my bleeding heart
I don't know if love will keep us together
So I'm leaving you alone

You and I inside the six by six room
Put your hand upon my beating heart
I don't know if love will keep us together
So I'm leaving you alone

You and I inside the six by six room
Put your hand upon my beating heart
But I know this touch won't last forever
So I'm leaving here alone (alone)
You and I inside the six by six room
Place your hand around my bleeding heart
I don't know if love will keep us together
So I'm leaving you alone

Zay freestyled his verse, I wrote mine as we smoked some phat doinks. ZIMO was just vibing, he doesn't solely focus on hip hop beats so I threw down that shitty melody and it turned into this concoction of interesting vibes. Never met before making this n never saw them again after the fact. Still one of my favorites to throw on in da whip.

Lola (Ft. Isaiah) Prod. by DJ ZIMO

Alright, let's get this straight
I'ma get this money, and I hold my weight
Yeah, I practice patience, up until the day ends, no mistakes
No, I ain't perfect, but I keep working, so that shit don't break
I don't pray for me, but I'll throw my hands up to the bitch that hates
I'm busy with working myself into the mindset it takes to be building a life
You busy with putting this shit to side
No cap, all the lies
I don't lower my voice for the ones in the back tryna talk on the fly
But never confront me, unless it's a dummy remark, I'm the shit they despise 

The more I speak truth, then the more they leave
That's why I don't speak, my shit don't stink, I'm Mr. Clean
Like mister please don't leave, I miss her, but she missed her shot, that shit don't sting
And the bullets ring
All the way out of the door, and please do not follow me, I cannot take no plea
I'm working like I murdered a beat while seated, I got demons, hurt, and purpose
But I can't blurt this, y'all stay teething, heard my words, they still got meaning 

What I mean is, I got a dream to fulfill
Don't take my pills so I stay ill
Don't stay, I will, no breaks, all wheels
y'all fake, I'm real, all snakes get killed
Mistakes get made, I get paid still
No pain, no feels, no brain, no skills
No payments, waste your days for real 

The grass is greener now that I have watered it
All of the snakes in my grass, so I slaughtered it
Starting from scratch like I'm breaking the patterns that everyone brought and I'm taking my heart with it
Take it apart when all of it's faltering
Filtering all of this mix up, I'm fixing to risk it all for the deposit
I just wanna live but I'm pushed to the bottomless pit 

I just wanna love but I'm pushed to the bottomless pit
So I'm spitting a vision like venomous wishes
I'm distant, I'm still in revision of all that's been written
I'm hidden in plain sight
They tell me that I ain't been living, and I say they kidding, but they's right
I've been living the same life
I'm dulling the blade, I've been cutting shit out with the same knife
So now that the stains' wiped
I can see how I take life
Too serious
All this money and shit, man it makes me delirious
Going through strife and hysteria
What is the theorem to deal with my peers when they instilling fear in him
Young boy with a problem, he's begging for help, and nobody's stopping
He checks on himself, so he gets the deposit
That's how he deals with his problems 

No pain, no gain, he don't stop feeling and he don't stop killing and he don't stop winning while cutting his losses
He gets into trouble when dealing with bosses
Just being honest, he don't really know what all of this costs him
So he rakes in the money, and fills up the coffins
He's death but he's walking 

Alright let's get this straight
I'ma get this money, and I hold my weight
Yeah I practice patience, up until the day ends, no mistakes
No I ain't perfect, but I keep working so that shit don't break
I don't pray for me, but I'll throw my hands up to the bitch that hates
I'm busy with working myself into the mindset it takes to be building a life
You busy with putting this shit to side
No cap, all the lies
I don't lower my voice for the ones in the back tryna talk on the fly
But never confront me, unless it's a dummy remark, I'm the shit they despise 

The more I speak truth, then the more they leave
That's why I don't speak, my shit don't stink, I'm Mr. Clean
Like mister please don't leave, I miss her, but she missed her shot, that shit don't sting
And the bullets ring
All the way out of the door, and please do not follow me, I cannot take no plea
I'm working

Reaper

Sweet Child Of Mine (MASKI Remix)

All my life I'm waiting
To meet my final destination
When I will I make it
This day and age is far from basic
Displacing hatred, displaying faces like they will change it
Take it, rape it
No chasing spaces of angst when it's time to replace it
With traces
Of memories, complain and worship how it turns your life into erasing (a race and)
Moving too fast, you make mistakes in
The lines confined inside your mind like that's been straightened
The passion's wasted
Go back to class and trace it back to when your childhood was taken from you short
Shit end of the stick and everyone's got it (yup)
Suspend my ass, give me bliss, I'll take the time to take a shot at
My own brain cause
It ain't fair
Woe is me, my own worst enemy
Fuck it, I'll settle for painless death
When they find me there will be a stench of pennies on my breath 

In other words, I put my money where my mouth is
So give me mine, I'm living life from 9-5
The rest of my time's spent on being stuck in my mind (in my mind)

I'll never be gentle
I'm better off mental
I said it, I meant to
Here's a memento
You're the cola, I'm a mento
I'd rather be dead though
So what is it like to enjoy my life
I'm asking anyone, friends too
I've been lying to everyone, saying I'm great, appearing with strength
When I disappear, I'm straight until I get ready to feel the weight
Skipping the line, I don't wanna wait
I do this shit til I die
Never be graceful, my my
I live with the angels, bye bye
Stuck with this feeling of dread in my head, I'm guilty because of it, but
I try 

Oh, Lord do I try 

I hope that I inspire them to get higher than I (then I)
Can admire them
No fire comes from shit that's wired in right
Though I aspire, my fire's been tired and prior to lying, I was fine, I guess I'll be fine again
But nevermind it now
I'll deal with it later
Let's get this paper
Write my suicide note on the back, to let em know I did em a favor
I ain't no savior, but the reason I'm alive is cause I tried to save her
I guess it's the reason I'm distraught
But will it be bought
Cause I'm just drowning in thought 

Pennies for mine, it makes cents
I'll waste your time and no less
Subject to stress
I'm one of a kind of fatal messengers
I digress
When I say there's money on my mind (on my mind)
I still taste the pennies on my breath (on my  breath)

Pennies

SO LOST

ORANGE SODA

in the mud - don't tread on me.
current status;
transformation.
elevation.

important info;
there is much beauty in a dense forest.

you are you. nobody else.

advice;
think freely. independently.
selflessly.

fucking breathe.



new music coming soon.

Reaper

Aker

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