Bro this song is spacey af and lowkey a banger.

limbo. [w/ kidphlame]

SUPRISE!!!! 

got a sudden surge of inspiration and finally finished this joint, hope y'all enjoy!!!

Lyrics:
I’ve been null since the death of my pops

The Visions of his body every night need to stop

Feelin like the worlds against me but don’t got any opps

I’m just prayin this project I’m workin on doesn’t flop

Cuz I still wanna make him proud, wherever he is

He never said sorry for all the shit that he did

I never got the chance to do much outward reachin 

I can do this shit one handed nigga O’dell

Lime wire was puttin viruses in the Old Dell

Member that short period of living in motels

But still grateful to even have a place I could call Shel- (Shelter)
terpenes got me activated what’s that smell

gasoline I’m fillin up the tank of the Corvair

That’s old school shit, that’s old news bitch 

My momma raised me listenin to 90’s hits, and neo-soul side snares

But sometimes she would bump that hard shit from the Yay (Bay Area)

Shake yo dreads and get stupid Rest In Peace to Mac Dre

then she’d switch it up and bump Toni Braxton or Marvin Gaye 

Both my parents gave me all the talent I have today 

 you come at me sideways I’ll make your brain hard reset

way too good with computers I know what to do with this tech


Now extend the clip add a laser I’m increasing the specs

Look like your strap gettin to jamming like that shit bottlenecked

Okay Please Don’t pull that card before some shit that’s graphic happens to em

Any nigga working against me im fuckin blastin through em

Compared to my bros I bet that must move like molasses to em

GTA like Trevor in that Jag bullets I passed it to em 
(I love you I love you I love you)

I’ve mastered the art of blasphemy

 never force this shit it occurs to me naturally

niggas weak lookin atrophied 

Way too many kids is born into a life of bastardy 

Wont stop grinding till every verse I spit is a masterpiece

Tappin into many professions feel like I’m Master P

Cut em off and still kept it civil but now they mad at me

Talking bout  “I sonned yo ass you was a punchin bag for me”
The fuckin audacity 

A textbook example of taking kindness for weakness

 That brother was lost so petty grudges I refuse to keep it

A product of his environment, it’s clear he wasn’t gone be shit

it makes sense why his behavior was a-

(Maaan, fuck that lame ass nigga...)

Me and all my niggas goin psycho mobbing’

Finna make more angry shit so at my shows y’all can mosh pit 

No such thing as a limit there’s a line, imma cross it

Oh you don’t think I can increase the intensity nigga watch this

FUCK THAT nigga I’m pissed off

Keep showin that piss watch and I’m slicing yo wrist off

Think you the Royal Ice Master like you first name was Kristoff

But I hate to break it to you pussy nigga you big soft

Lil nigga you bitch made

Aiming straight for the ribcage 

You can Pray all you want but when I’m around you can’t get saved

The fangs Is poppin out like I glued teeth to a switch blade

Makin music till I die it’s just a bonus I get paid

Ciroc Literature (Champagne Poetry Remix)

Dirty In My Soda (Prod by Twinext)

44:4

44:4 (prod. by butterwrld)

memory! ft. DJ DAX (prod. wonderlust)

voicemail[REMASTERED] (prod. cheap limosuine)

she grab on the mink she a cobra
Written & Recorded by VaGabond, MeQ, Ned, The Koala, Scotty M., & AEVENS
Engineered & Prod. by Ned, The Koala
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Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FgZA5py_P9M 
Bandcamp: https://outtabounds.bandcamp.com/track/spartacus

44:4 (prod. by butterwrld)

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