Sorry but its not mixed and idk how to do that yet. lol.

Carry On Remix

hook sucks really bad, still trying to figure out how to mix, <3

-Lyrics-
imma lay this first verse, then thats it for me, im history, when i say that words hurt, you kept kickin' me, you aint
shit to me, im mentally fucking unguarded, hard to be just what you wanted, but you can get fucked, i've
departed, ive told you a thousand times that im heartless, yeah, a thousand times that im heartless, i told you
before whenever you get started, i think about me, and turnin' you to a carcas, im a martian, cause these
thoughts i have are uncharted, im an arson bitch, so dont bargain, these words that im spittin' will turn you to
straight carbon.

ive been stuck inside my brain, every fuckin' day its just hard to get away, so i stay, why you playin' games?, i
feel fuckin' insane, but i like the way you hate, so i stay, 

i love the way you hate from a standpoint, when i get up on a beat you dont stand for it, cause you know it
means, we misunderstand points, its my damn choice, but, when i said that words hurt, you chase after me,
so casually, till casualty, then i knew you wrent her, let alone the bitch that id be with, for the rest of my life 
ill be seekin', someone worthy of this treatment, i thought you were gold, i must've just been tweakin', but this
season, imma better myself for good reason, cause i dont need a bitch to tell me im not worth it, so imma do me
and keep it all in the verses.

already half way through another, different style so i hope you enjoy.
-Lyrics-
get back imma show what that thang got, i pop at your brains like an aimbot, blood fuckin' soakin' tank-tops, 
bitch i roll through yo hood with that thang cocked, get back imma show what that thang got, i pop at your 
brains like an aimbot, bullets swingin' through your dang mind, motherfucker imma give you hang time 

you passin' that mic onto me dawg, i get on a beat and i leap off, motherfuckers call me king kong, cause i 
stomp an army to this theme song, yeah im back for your blood and it seems wrong, but you keep actin' up so i
beat jaws, like im swimmin' in water with three sharks, hold your breath cause i dont know defeat aw, too nasty
with it, like a mathmatician, i practice digits, dont cross me, no this aint addition, im smackin' bitches, just 
actin' different, uh, test me, motherfuckers dont impress me, seven demons done possessed me, better arrest
me, no one can best me, 

get back imma show what that thang got, i pop at your brains like an aimbot, blood fuckin' soakin' tank-tops, 
bitch i roll through yo hood with that thang cocked, get back imma show what that thang got, i pop at your 
brains like an aimbot, bullets swingin' through your dang mind, motherfucker imma give you hang time

Hang Time (Preview)

sorry i havent posted in a month, i lose the spart pretty often but i usually come back a little better than when i left. enjoy.

-Lyrics-

im comin' in, kyrie with these handles, i be spittin' straight fire you cant hold up a candle, i be, killin' mothafuckas,
right from my mental, best back the fuck up when i pick up this pencil, bitch, uh, you cant step up to me dawg, 
ill leap off, leave at least three of you pieced off, uh, i keep it ill on the rap scene, im nasty, mothafuckas' workin'
on vaccines, in other words if you get caught in my lines, you best be wearin' a facemask im sick with these rhymes,
and keep at least 6 feet back, from me at all times, or you gon' catch it to the chest like you contracted 1-9, ill
leave you, hard to breathe, when you cough and you wheeze, believe it, scoff at me, ill fuckin' bark up your tree,
i mean it, coffins for three when im sparkin' with these, you thinkin, hard to believe, this kid is harder than me, 
now check it, i been doin' this shit since i was 17, livin' in my room, mother fuckin' gettin' beat, no i didnt say
i was the one gettin' beat, i said my mother was on her knees and shes beggin' please, i wasnt there, i was just
a kid, i was fuckin' scared, if i could act and just take it back, i would leave it squared, here and there i was tellin'
people that never cared, lets see how much they care when im bumpin' in their ears, imma leave a legacy, mark
my words like a court reporter, everybody thats fucked me over wont get a quarter, everybody thats showed me 
love they will get a ton, raps strapped like a fuckin' gun you see me, run, matter fact, once i get a plaque imma 
hand it back, imma feed the people off silly raps, these really facts, and if you really doubt me, then set a bounty
ill wear it proudly, imma pack the county, from here to cali, i dare to clown me, uh, there aint nothin' stronger
than human will, shoot to kill, catastrophe rappin', snappin' but who could tell, this is usually, what im doin', as
you can see, i been gettin' schooled while you skippin' fool, truancy,

Truancy

no lyrics for this one, sorry. ive had this one in the pocket for a while but i never finished it or put out a preview of it.

Walk Of Life (Preview)

just something i had written and i wanted to drop something,

-LYRICS-

uh, check it, outta my mind, i've been lacin' rhymes, you been wastin' time, silly on the gram, while im blazin' 
damn, he aint got no lines, im readin' off a piece of mothafuckin' scrap paper, i dont even need a beat bitch,
blast jada, you done fucked up now, ill revel in cash later, when i snap bangers, back at you, cats aimin', i go
stupid hard, when the roof is off and we're shootin' stars, down our silly block, we dont ever stop, like the moon
is ours, and thats the way you treat an mc when hes an elite in armor, you aint even seen on the sheen you
weasel, so pack your garbage, uh, to get a shot at the best, hold it open, and if you chokin', i got shots to your 
chest, it takes gods if you ever think of steppin' again, ill get the weapons and get to messagin' plenty of men,
i said,

Last Wordz (Preview)

just another i had pocketed,

-LYRICS-

im fuckin' up the game like muhammad ali, i be swingin' at the top, all of yall underneath, like a monkey in the 
trees i be grabbin' the green, it aint the main goal, it just comes with the swing, when you're bodyin' beats,
all of the audience screams, its an audible please, all of em stompin' their feet, its hard to believe, startin'
from garbage and weed, im still packin' the bags and fuckin' smokin' the trees, uh

shit aint changed, im at the top of my game sittin' and pissin' the rain, i just casually claim aint no one harder 
than blayne, im sick in the brain, spittin' this lyrical flame, uh, 

every fuckin' word comin' out of my mouth, you know its down to a decimal, aint no fuckin' around, i put a dot
on the paper and start soundin' 'em out, every syllable lyrical, dr. seus in the house, integratin' these rhymes,
simple as, walkin' a line, one foot in front of the other, im takin' my time, i even leave 'em sublime, lethally evil
in mind, but keep on sleepin' its fine, people wont see that i shine, uh,

Greatness (Preview)

-Lyrics-

im bumpin' your chest, you pumpin' that flex, then im up to yo neck, man i must be the best, you lookin' impressed,
like i aint blow up with a check, like i aint doin' time, get stupid with rhymes, but nobody put in respect, i been 
snappin' in two, every track that you choose, might as well put me up with the vets, im runnin' up next, check, 

just listen, im not lackin' heat, in this kitchen, i mangle heads like scambled eggs, i crack ya teeth, with this 
rythm, ill snatch a gold chain, 3 or 4 rings, and every one of yalls bitches, while yall just sit there wizzin', yeah i
got the pot while you pissin', figures

we different, im outer space, and you distant, slide like a wraith, when im hittin', i count six shots, like steven, 
finna pull up on you with with the army son, keep the raps strapped like tommy guns, if you catch me leanin',
im on to one, not the xanny's, percs, but i got the bars, (choppy) i been rippin' through you pussies after my 
birth, man that shit is sick as joyner rappin' reverse, switch a flow up in the middle the verse, and i keep it
sticky, bitch im nasty with words, rappin' is cheap till you cappin' your words, put that gat to your teeth if you 
trashin' yo verse, i dont mean to repeat but im lackin' the words, imma freak' on a beat, cause im fuckin' these 
verbs, uh, yall pass it back while i fuckin' snap, kappernick but no fuckin' cap, i got the longest yards, back at the 
'sack, like 80 acres all tobacco patch, im livin' in them sticks like a habitat, women and them kids gettin' half of
that when i make it back with fat fuckin' stacks, 606 where im fuckin' at and im posted up makin' asses clap, in
back makin' classic tracks, i tune it up like i mastered that, yall screw it up like a plastic cap, thats true enough 
i got platinum plaques, on reserve cause i practice that, till im makin' millions off actin' stacked

im bumpin' your chest, you pumpin' that flex, then im up to yo neck, man i must be the best, you lookin' impressed,
like i aint blow up with a check, like i aint doin' time, get stupid with rhymes, but nobody put in respect, i been 
snappin' in two, every track that you choose, might as well put me up with the vets, im runnin' up next,
im bumpin' your chest, you pumpin' that flex, then im up to yo neck, man i must be the best, you lookin' impressed,
like i aint blow up with a check, like i aint doin' time, get stupid with rhymes, but nobody put in respect, i been 
snappin' in two, every track that you choose, might as well put me up with the vets, im runnin' up next, check,

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