Beast Smart (prod. a haunted house)

could barely get through the 1st verse///free the homie

hella singles on the way

Deadly Scriptures Feat. age. (prod. iSmael Jam)

Just Listen (produced by Andrew Bach)

6am Ft. Shmack

Last pay (Prod. godfieri)

sumn different 🤷‍♂️

this cats back at it, I dabbled in black magic
double tapped that big boss rabbit and bought a jacket
what an awful habit, man I sound so white
but I don't play with my nose and you clowns don't bite
what if I just -----------, then call it a night
make somebody's momma jealous, do it all outta spite
I say what y'all is thinking, empty wallets what I'm reaping
but on the contrary I just caught an artist creeping
copy my discography, promise I'm eating your arteries
lick my fingers, put your carcass in the pockets of a demon and parking the beemer
done with all the talk, no meanin'
then tryna compensate with your confident demeanor
fussing over your watch like they don't do the same job as the one I copped straight out of a lil garage
the look on your face, priceless
mine is more discrete
so I'mma keep time while you keep lying to the streets
where your pops been livin
where the props you were given
where you end up in ten years, that is not your decision
no scope, I saw your homie got shot from a distance
walked off and all he got was the loftiest sentence
zero hesitation, please leave your reservations
otherwise you'll be a deleted scene in my basement
face it, I'm a machine, you seem basic
body your whole body of work and won't even trace it
enough said-
talk more trash than Beavis and Butt-Head
I'm leavin' your guts spread on the concrete
went from unkempt to on fleek
got words for critics refusing to let my songs speak
yugh


every verse that I've written is infinite potential 
plain and simple, Thiago Frazier came to tickle your fancies
the competition been getting a little antsy
like the parents of a kid when old men givin' em candy
listened to Randy, simply couldn't relate
there ain't nothing friendly in me, I'm just filled with this hate, uh
my generation got degenerate traits
and they eyes is bloodshot like DeGeneres' face, listen
I'm tryna get some some west Virginia plates
so I can take take my mountain mama on considerate dates
called upon the waiter, he delivered us steaks
topped us off with some water and then presented the cake
what a day, I heard em say that my flow so deadly
not to mention its frictionlessness holds go pros steady
roll up to your home in a rojo Chevy
cockadoodle, knock ya noodle, call it provolone spaghetti
I hope you ready, cuz my cadence real cold
I'm owed a peace of mind cuz my haters real old
it's like, over time they decided we past our prime
then I remind em why they had to retire
ya'll lack the shine that's packed inside this gift from god
that's why you bitin' lines like a fishing rod
my bars rip through tissue, no quick massage
I was brought up to be different, blow a kiss to mom
I see your seasonal depression finally kicking in
I need it to be freezing for the hits to begin
word gets around, I heard you gettin' riled up
but you in denial that I sit with style like indians

Provolone Spaghetti

Thiago Frazier

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