Wu Tang Clan Back In The Game TyrannosauRuss Remix

Train Food X U Hurt Me

Schirwindt - Bсё (ft. Surge Supreme)

politically incorrect freestyle (prod. melancholy)

Flying Away (prod. jang0)

Hook:
I been , just spinning my gears I just wanna feel like I got my mind here, I don’t know if i am just up in my head I just wanna feel like I got my mind here, 

Verse:
anxiety is fear that I flow through tryna stay calm but it’s me and my own flaws, I had to hold on like on call had a mindset in an arm bar , just gotta treat life like an improv, getting better with time that we involved ,but no clocks in the world we don’t make time , we ain’t even gotta leave it on a high note, teach me how fish and now I’m dropping all these lines like a fishman rolling feeling tired like a Michelin , bull doze through the feelings like it’s dry wall, to the folicals I’m changing out conditioner, in the rain eating pho at a Saigon decompress flows look at life and I’m pivotin , project what I want and protect how feelin put more thoughts in moment that I’m live with, what we livin with yeah

Hook:
I been , just spinning my gears I just wanna like feel like I got my mind here, I don’t know if i am just up in my head I just wanna feel like I got my mind here,

Therapy Session #10

Chill Flow

[Chorus] 
Between the worlds I can't touch my face,
I'm the pot without the taste In sight for Latte oh I'm high today to find a way to time our pace so we could take to this to outerspace and beyond the stars,
told my worth is only so dark alone n' scared, cold n' starched, close but so apart and they keep on askin' 

[Verse]
to be best sentenced, nawh it's pendin's, my ex fencin', me an arrested endin's of, sex infested fee's of tension webs a beginning of time that has my purity leaving with all my innocence cheasin',
havin' a hard time believing,
in my bed sleeping, wake up wishin' I kept sleepin' in to the evenings to the night where you back to get a little more,
spare me your mask as you said, 
I'm just a whore, only feeling I know is poor
fore told stories are so gory in my memory door, my core fendin' your ore Tony stark heart pourin' but you florin' the gas to the pedal, popcorn popped to the kettle,
sell notes, nothing left for us you settled,
hell no, cant you hear the crys oh hello?, tryna get outta this hell yo these yellow lights blind me so mello, pills talking from the pillow, ghetto ass lookin not better then any fellow that comes around,
think I get it now fee fi fo the beans have sprout, we need to get up too that route,
chief an ounce, all keef he'd be proud,
not so much she, ice cold with the burr
dens she did for me it's so sad to see,
you leave no idea, now its I wouldn't wanna be ya, we work to eat that's why we cant ceena, feened ya now thief uh all my trust, what is what?, 
explored wisdoms trust,
and that shit got me fucked up,
we call that worldly luh, 

[Chorus] 
between worlds I can't touch my face,
I'm the pot without the taste In sight for my latte oh I'm high today to find a way to time our pace so we could take to this to outerspace and beyond the stars,
told my worth is only so dark alone n' scared, cold n' starched, close but so apart and they keep on askin

Spaceless Nights (prod. Young Wabo)

FEELS LIKE

"Depart From Me, I Never Knew You" is a 3 track single that tells the story of Godinho dealing with 3 women who changed his view on love and affected him deeply during what he calls his "coldest winter". Each track builds upon the last one and implies a never-ending loop.

pretty little chemical

LYRICS//

I’m feeling real shady 

These drugs in my head got me feeling all hazzy 

sipping my cup and it got me too lazy 

We eyeing the oops know it’s getting real crazy 

Out the V and we coming wit the bros 

At the strip shootin 94

Don’t run the demons exposed 

Top of the crucifix is what you chose 

And now that you running ya homies go
Missing 

Pull out the knives watch em start twitching 

Take out the knots tie em to submission 

Rack out my 9 hope I ain’t clickin
//
Shi jammed up we gon go to remission 

Toke on the strap take it out restriction 

Niggas be mad but I ain’t dissin

We crucify or turn em christian 

Run from me now oh you really trippin

Thought I would miss when this fucka clickina

Awaken my demons know we never lack

We taking they souls give ‘em all a nap 

Brodie get smack and he ain’t fighting back

I clear out the way and I
then I rack it fat 

My pockets be hittin knowin that’s a match

Got me hots and you regret it fast 

And all of you pussies be calling me trash

But you need to focus on getting back 

Cause when I’m reloading my shi it’s my last 

fighting these niggas givin them the max 




Like I’m taking the shots like it’s 2k

Leaving you mixing and bloody like kool aid 

And I’m fixing it fresh with the new Js

If I pull out the knocka nigga know it’s too late 

Don’t run ,Don’t trip 

It’s new age 

Flock at the niggas hit em wit the 2 gauge

Legiøns (Prod. Rydondy)

Just a short armed musical dinosaur stuck in hip hop’s golden age