My GF Wants Me to Delete My SoundCloud (prod. 444jet)

Beat: https://youtu.be/Bwtz4FIsXqc 

Lyrics:

Acquiesce opulence, insolence imminent
Acquiesce opulence, insolence imminent
Imminent
Imminent
Imminent

Idiot
Flick a switch, ritalin to cardiatric rhythmic
Flip a clip, nicotine the beam a fiendish stimulant
Strip and dip, greenery a treat if licked with popping sticks
Lit a wick, street is hard to keep when pockets burn a bridge
Big bucks, oh dear oh dear, yo the racks look a little too fat doe
Bit snug, too big for my britches, but the riches ain’t soon gon slack, tho
Still mud, I may breathe gold dust, but I am still sludge, I swear (dirt)
Cut up, I have bled my share, but the bag I bare won’t tear (rip)
Luck flood, I could not stay up, but it’s now I drown no more (float)
So what? If I’ve won my crown, then of gowns I’m sackcloth-sore

Acquiesce opulence, insolence imminent
Acquiesce opulence, insolence imminent
Imminent
Imminent
Imminent
Imminent

I have done my time as a flunky
Cleansed that stench, so you cannot skunk me
Why would I bathe with the drunks and the junkies
In mid-flight, so you can not duck me
Fleet is launched, no you have not sunk me
Home run hit, I have not been bunting
Suit may be, but I’m not your monkey
Past the trees, I am topmost, summit

This is not a platitude
I’m asking for an attitude of gratitude
If y’all ain’t coming through I’ll rat a tat a dude
Blasting through the avenue
I’m racking in the revenue 
And jacking any fool out of his dapper shoes
What, you think it’s Xanadu?
Do a little song and dance and maybe make a buck or two?
I am, what you should aspire to
You are, something like expired poo
You are sickening, you are the common flu

Acquiesce opulence, insolence imminent
Acquiesce opulence, insolence imminent
Acquiesce opulence, insolence imminent
Acquiesce opulence, insolence imminent
Imminent
Imminent
Imminent
Imminent

Insolence Imminent [prod. HowRyan]

Santa Claus just ran his sleigh right through a flock of eagles
I don’t got to tell you that the anagram is evil
Hear the howls in the air, you know it’s not no beagle
It don’t matter to the fat man if flight path illegal 
Red dot flickering in inky sky, a blinking beacon
Air force bases silent, empty, all the soldiers fleeing
Donner on her Top Gun, and unmanned aerial Vixen
Kamikaze Comet, and it’s blitzkrieg rigged by Blitzen
Old Saint Nick put the missile in mistletoe
M-I-G cutting low in the winter snow
“Ho ho ho” little louder than air raid horn
Broke Mach 1 when he rounded the Matterhorn
Fox One
Marcus parachuting down
Fox Two
Napalm rained upon the ground
Fox Three
Kringle gave one single gift
Fox Four
Little Boy for all the kids
Beep beep beep
Is the sound of the radar sweep
Turn that key
Need the launch codes to be released
Flying low
Pilots balk as they taking off
Go go go
Playing chicken with Chickenhawks

The Air Raid of Weichnactsmann [prod. izes77]

Pull up in the Honda, I’m on da hunt
Walk in wit da tin stick, no I don’t bunt
When it come to the homefront, all home runs
When pappy get presents of plastic for son
Scanning the aisles while tickling trigger
I’m aiming to own Blasting Jack action figure
This Jack dude’s on TV like every hour
To blow away baddies his one superpower
And my son might have learned how to build a pipe bomb
From the blockbuster film “Blasting Jack Vs king Kong”
But if dad don’t get dolly I’m parenting wrong
So I put on the brass knuckles, went out to shop
And it’s past aisle five when my eyes glance their prize
But I might start to cry at the sight of this guy
Who is picking up last of the Jack’s that they got
So I did a quick jump, hit the chump with a mop

“Hey!” Belk cart boy started screaming
Heads swiveling to see me beaming
Jack, last one in my arms
Dads and mom’s wish me harm
Sprinting for the exit through the fray rabid
Granny ran me over, scooter to my cabbage
Two twins gnawing on my shins
Kick and twist and punch and win
Dove in a shopping cart, zero to fifty
Wove through the deli mart, hero got squishied
Stopped by the pop display, soda can evergreen
Bam like a gun shot, John Booth in the mezzanine
Slamming in the lobster tank, Jack goes soaring heavenly
Landed in the grasp of neighborhood punk, Richard Anthony
Richie took one look at Jack, phlegm hacked,
spat, “Dolls are for girls!”, and he Jack’s neck snapped

Spastic 4 Plastic [prod. KAAN3X]

Salt cod, shellfish, clams, eel, squid
Conch meat, roast beef, pork, prime rib
yams, roast lamb, spam, glazed ham steak
Mashed potatoes, tim tam cake
Japanese KFC feast
Lebanese honey pastries
Philippine queso bola
Sachertorte (sack-er-tort) of Austria
Panettone (pa-nuh-tow-nuh) in Peru
Hungary Fisherman’s soup
Iceland dish of ptarmigan (tar-muh-gn)
Eat Spiced Beef in Ireland
Romanian Cozonac
Oplatky of the Slovaks
Portugal boiled cabbage
Swedish dish is dried lutefisk

Come on, momma, what is this?
I want none of the stinky fish
I don’t care how long you cooked this,
Super Size French Fry all I wish

Ok sonny, that’s your order?
Let me correct this disorder
Greasy nasty what you hunger?
Open wide! I got the plunger!

Gluttonous for all the mutton - chops
Tussle for an egg nog - drop
Peeking at the pecan - pie?
Stick to greens, don’t even - try
Gravy boat is what I’m sipping
Wit da mincemeat I am smitten
Chicken skin butter I’m licking
Grease of beast in pudding 
Mixing
Peppermint wit powdered sugar piles be the
Fixing
Big old belch has built up by my belt, you wanna
Listen?
Tummy tucked and rolled
My stomach upset by the toll
Of all I’ve scarfed and choked on down
So now the upchuck starts to crown

Good Old Fashioned Gluttony [prod. TIGARO]

Hey Mom!
Can we sing my favorite song?
The one about the dead grandma?
Who got trampled by reindeer paw?
Hey dad!
Movie I want to see real bad
The one where burglars get whacked
By up and coming psychopath
a holiday tradition of violence
Oh holy night, it is timeless
a seasonal sensation that is mindless
A holiday tradition of violence

Children chuckle when the battered baddie
Buckles to his knees
Because his little Christmas caper foiled
When his buttocks beat
So now the kiddies gather round the TV
Every year to see
His body chalked out on the ground, beneath
The mistletoe and wreath

a holiday tradition of violence
Oh holy night, it is timeless
a seasonal sensation that is mindless
A holiday tradition of violence

If you try to ice me, well then
I might have to rock a feller
Get the iron to your face post haste
Tip toeing in my cellar
Got a little buddy that can 
Flip your body on the table
Walk around wit sticks like birch
And whip you like the Krampus fable

A Holiday Tradition of Violence [prod. emowhip]

MUSIC VIDEO: https://youtu.be/dYDlCQKgFq4

LYRICS:
Astro
The turf of this world is all pandemonium 
Bistro
They’re eating horderves right out your cranium 
Castro
Stay facing cigars, until the charge sparks
Deathstroke
The master assassinator, if paid off
Escrow
The money all funny until the big lick
Fido
Sent out to the farm, if he is not gettin fixed
Greedo
He green in the face, he know the shot laced
Hobo
Willing to walk off a cliff, if he well paid
Iphone
You smart to the charges, or gonna face time?
Jojo
Bizarre for a big star to hit the sideline 
Keto
Bread running lower, no sugar from his girl
Lego
Pieces no good for feet, make the toes curl
Mento
Mess with the coco, and bro may get sprayed
Narco
Atrocities happened? Let’s get the show made
Octo
Arms on the table, 8-inch, and all live
Ponyo
The moral is being different is demise
Queso
Dipping in moldy cheese never pish posh
Reloj
Where wares coming never questioned with tick tocks
Soho
A million dollars for mattress on the floor
Tebow
They taken a knee if he gonna fumble scores
Ufo (yoo-foe)
Alien substance ID’ed inside his blood
Volvo
No safer in luxury with the blinds up
Waco
Starting a firefight light you up in flames
Xylem 
The lyrics are never wet ‘les the plant ablaze
Why though
Selling your soul away when it get scary
Zuko 
Claiming the villain until it get hairy

Alphabethiopes (Remix of "Heavy Water" by Billy Woods)

Prod. by okazaki 

Show the producer some love: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JotfPXYfBeM&list=WL&index=8

Lyrics: https://genius.com/New-mayhem-corndog-lyrics 

Find me on insta: @nate.mum

Corndog [prod. okazaki]

Produced by Angel Paste
Show the producer some love: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R7lG_L6G8ZI&list=WL&index=3&t=0s

Lyrics: https://genius.com/New-mayhem-a-man-died-lyrics

Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCye-RRVtVPtNf6YAwCKaacg

Insta: nate_mum

Hmu

A Man Died [prod. Angel Paste]

Produced by RiCh LoSeR
Show the producer some love: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4g3EsLYsmcE&list=WL&index=35&t=0s

Lyrics: https://genius.com/New-mayhem-milk-it-lyrics

Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCye-RRVtVPtNf6YAwCKaacg

Insta: nate_mum

Hmu

Milk It [prod. RiCh LoSeR]

A metal cover of Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer

Original cover by the impeccable Eric Vanier: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1qyydsxs5Z8

Music Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MngyfPO6UWE&t=8s

Rudolph Took the Children (ft. Eric Vanier){Music Video in Description}

This is an abandoned project.
My current music: https://newtbedlam.bandcamp.com/

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