Yea I'll Be Fine (prod. Montdino

Back to the board
Not checkered…
People always asking
Where I keep my rhyme record

Well I ain’t got one
No none for you
Baby I’m the run-away son
Yet I got a clue…

Now I’m tired…
I’m fired up on coffee and cream
Wake up to reality…
I’m stuck in a dream

Lost hope, lost thoughts everything in between
(Yeah everything in between) waking up
Feeling good, living life
Like I should

Damn o’ what a night scare
I think you call it nightmare
(I think you call it nightmare)
You know… like, when you can’t get up

When you can’t think straight
When your waking up
And your not feeling great
And so… you try to avoid 

Those of whom are filled with hate
Instead of being paranoid 
I get with my crew… & create
All the things that we like

We can ride on a bike 
Going fast, down a hill
We can just be for real
I can tell you what I’m saying 

Because I know how I feel…
….………
Back to the board
Not checkered…
People always asking
Where I keep my rhyme record

Well I ain’t got one
No none for you
Baby I’m the run-away son
Yet I got a clue…

Now I’m tired…
I’m fired up on coffee and cream
Wake up to reality…
I’m stuck in a dream

Lost hope, lost thoughts everything in between
(Yeah everything in between) waking up
Feeling good, living life
Like I should

Damn o’ what a night scare
I think you call it nightmare
(I think you call it nightmare…)
You know… like, when you can’t get up

When you can’t think straight
When your waking up
And your not feeling great
And so… you try to avoid 

Those of whom are filled with hate
Instead of being paranoid 
I get with my crew… & create
All the things that we like

We can ride on a bike 
Going fast, down a hill
We can just be for real
I can tell them what I’m filling

Cuz’ I know how I feel
Back to the board
Not checkered…
People always asking

Where I keep my rhyme record
Well I ain’t got one
No none for you
Baby I’m the run-away son

Yet I got a clue…
Now I’m tired…
I’m fired up on coffee and cream
Wake up to reality…

I’m stuck in a dream
Lost hope, lost thoughts everything in between
(Yeah everything in between) waking up
Feeling good, living life

Like I should
Damn o’ what a night scare
I think you call it nightmare
(I think you call it nightmare)

You know… like, when you can’t get up
When you can’t think straight
When your waking up
And your not feeling great

And so… you try to avoid 
Those of whom are filled with hate
Instead of being paranoid 
I get with my crew… & create

All the things that we like
We can ride on a bike 
Going fast, down a hill
We can just be for real

I can tell you what I’m saying 
Because I know how I feel
Back to the board, Not checkered… 
(People always asking)

Back to the board Not checkered…
(where I keep my rhyme record)
Back to the board Not checkered…
(But I ain’t got one)

Back to the board Not checkered…
(No none for you)
Back to the board Not checkered…
(Baby I’m the run-away son)

Back to the board… Not checkered…
(Yet I got a clue!)
Back to the board… Not checkered…
(Now I’m tired…)

Back to the board… not checkered…
(Fired up on coffee and cream…)
Back to the board… Not checkered…
(Waking up to reality)

Back to the board… Not checkered…
(Was stuck in a dream…)
Back to the board… Not checkered… (o’)
Lost hopes, lost thought everything in between 

Yea… Yea…
O everything in between!
Living life
Like I should

Waking up, feeling good
Damn o’ what a night scare
I think you call it nightmare
(I think you call it nightmare…)

You know… like, when you can’t get up
When you can’t think straight
When your waking up
And your not feeling great

And so… you try to avoid 
Those of whom are filled with hate
Instead of being paranoid 
I get with my crew… & create

All the things that we like
We can ride on a bike 
Going fast, down a hill
We can just be for real

I can tell them what I’m feeling
Cuz’ I know I feel x2
Yea… yea, yea…
Cuz I know how I feel x2

Back to the board… Not checkered x2
No…
Back to the board… Not checkered
O
Back to the board… Not checkered…
………

Coffee N Cream In Your Nightmares N Dreams (Prod. Pieper Beats)

Movie Night's (prod. Heydium)

Symphonic Lecture. Ft.Decluir

Sum Spit!(Lil 2z: Dallas to Austin Remix)

Mic Check...

Love don’t last forever
changes like the weather
always cause we should
But never for better

Gotta get shit together
Before it gets tight 
a poet, a lyricist 
yes I do write

Won’t put up a fight
Just to put you on mute
Delete no repeat
Once I pull out the root

The problem won’t go
No the issue just stay
In my head while on read
Ought to treat you the same

Depressed; in my chest
Now Anxiety got me
Damn; bitch I’ve been stressed
Feel like somebody shot me

Ain’t no itachi
Im more like kakashi 
Lonely as fuck
like nobody saw me

Forget I’m forgetting 
So sorry stop plotting
I get it I’m going
The show ain’t even showing
………
I’m trying to try
But I fail to succeed 
I’m not talking ganja 
Ain’t  talking bout weed

She planted a seed
full of pride no greed
So I don’t drink meed 
And I don’t drink rum 

People thought that I was stupid
Prove ‘em wrong as if they dumb
I don’t listen if they numb
Only listen if there buzzed

Cause it is
What it was

Love don’t last forever 
I know that you see
The fake shit that break shit 
All on planet three

Broadcasted live 
Like it was for a hive
I’m not talking TV 
But we barely survive

N She Wonders Why (Prod. DatBoiDJ)

Coffen Often (prod. Irenicbeats)

Symphonic lecture!?

Decision's in mind

“played”
Lemon-nade, uh
I’m getting paid, bruh
A demon slade, yuh

yuh , yuh
So, fightin in the night
Said that I’m alright
I dont know 
if I can see it in my sight

 mirror all fucked; in despite
I dont know if we need a light
Do we need to test.. 
The cardiac arrest

Pumpin out my chest
May be for the best that I fall
Jk I’m way too tall 
Risk that Sh*t

Risk it all
I dont know if i’m gonna fall
But, I stood ten toes
Owe noboddy

with my bros
definition of in my pose 
Of I’m in my pose
So i am chosen

Like I’m Sozen
Not a god
But I’m feelin odd
Fire bender ong

 ONG

EN POSICÍON!

Tricksta lyrics
In the No where land
Where the man couldn’t give a fuck
Ghetto boy, guero boy, 
He was living in a truck

Torn down, beaten down…
gotta pick himself up
Had one love a butta cup
she would never say what’s up
 
The man had Known the fakest love
Love that hangs six feet low
Tryna kill you, wanna seal you 
Make you fall super slow

He had one inspiration
No not some medication 
Pills gave him some meditation 
Seller sold until probation 

Didn’t know how to explain 
His homie shot right in the brain
Left his T dark with the stain
The bloody scene made him change 

Big homie had to switch lanes

Found his way his best destination 
From outta sight up in to mind
Gotta brand new occupation
Making beats, one of a kind

Till he make it to the top
He won’t fold won’t flop 
Become a star till he drop
Till he drop 

he’ll be cream of the crop
Peeps used his love as a prop
But now them people just drop
Don’t thank a tricksta 

Who don’t love ya success 
Don’t thank a tricksta 
Who just want you undressed 
Don’t thank a tricksta 

Who don’t ever impress

Story showed another man
From the no where land
Started from success
So compressed

Filled with stress
This CEO was in his chest
It was kill or be killed
Had some trouble 

On the double
He was stacking his fill
He told his lover to be real 
But she was never too real

Had so many to command
But had a devil hold his hand
It was business from this man
That had got him so far 

But at what price?
Not just a slice 
He put his whole 
soul in a jar

He didn’t know how to explain
To this devil
From a lower level
That The high up in his brain

Made a special novocaine
Consuming him 
Until he went insane
The CEO

Reached for his death in vein
I love you, I loved you
Talkin with a past tenths
From an intense past, damnit man 

So What’s the issue Yo
Man just let me understand 
Looked as if the homie wasn’t bro
Vampiras dicen que “es niño ess..

Tu amigo? He’s a hoe”.
Tryna say “thought that you should know”.
Man as if I didn’t know
I love that player friend of mind

To tricks we don’t be taking light or kind
If your cool then pranks are fine
Then for many of the oddest crazy reasons
You hear the star say the tricksta

Tryna trick ya
Tryna hit ya
Tryna stab ya
Everyone saying you a star

Don’t let her have yuh
Now she might grab yuh
She might twist you
But tell her she the miss

And you the mister
If she leave you
Just don’t miss her
Now she calling

Texting.. “twister”?
While she whining 
Block her diss her
You don’t need her

Just delete her
You a king she a queen
But she is a eater
N cheater

Tricksta Story

LYRICS
Spring break
For two weeks
Her and I
We're Two geeks

She be loving on me loosely 
Calling me Bruce Lee
But baby you know
I'm the Guero from the West

I don't know what she was talking bout
That cardiac arrest up in my chest
It's so compressed, but I can't feel to ill
Everybody said that baby

Just be careful, don't be stupid
You've been heart broken too many times
To be let down by Cupid
But baby tell me I be ruthless

Like I'm toothless
With the Sauce
I don't know this Anti-Christ
Every shawty just praying

For the fallen day
But why, o' my, no lie
My twin is hell of high
His boys upon that block

Alwas be chilling hell of fried
While the dead have never died
They be chilling in your conscious
In your heart and soul; alive

Thinking twice while rolling dice
You manage luck along the line
Got the seven's from you're ghost
Family spirits brag and boast.

When you win the most
I'm tired, can't retire.
Got my reasons on a flyer.
Cuz I'm too young, I'm too dumb.

Damnit my body now numb.
So girl what's the conundrum?
"Honey Love" outspoken talking 'bout some..
.
Spring break for two weeks
You and I
We're two geeks
She be kissing on me.

With that queen bee's kiss
Honey love is what I'm feeling 
Along romantic bliss.

"Honey Love" (Prod.@Robin_cause)

The story of my Anakin (WITH A HINT OF SHAKESPEARE TANGS)
That Panickin boy Anakin
No longer he panicking
He said he cannot die
So now the man

Lives like a manikin
Palpatines boy satanic kin
Who cannot see his friend again,
Lightsaber red, from all the dead men
Mainly Talking about slain brethren

Never to eat bread again
Never see his wife again
Loved his son but he wasn’t a father
Had two kids the other a daughter

Enlighten me my dear
Padame all up in my ear
Bout my future self so clear
No wrong turns amongst my steer

Or fall to death by a spear
My Cardiac cannot take a rest
Before I die in a battle a test
No Orange County boy pest

But an El Paso man of the west
My Texas exes all be pressed
So saying this real quick like a super sayin

don’t stress just regress
Face the facts then compress
Seven sins is not of mine

Six of mine is what I’d find
That this thy breast doth lie
That this ain’t no line of mine
Buts it’s been in my mind all right

So I wrote this super late at night
Said saw three am in sight
I didn’t even cry, no not a single tear
Survived for many years

Hiding from my darkest fears
Sick of waiting , hesitating,
I know that some Random’s hating
Instigating always bag chasing

But they bag wasting too
They won’t arrive
I’m talking about my plug
With honey from his beehive

The Shakespearean Anakin RE-UPLOADED

I gave the host a freestyle at his Friendsgiving. ENJOY!

Friendsgiving Freestyle November 25th

A Texan trying to go with the flow
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Tony G

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