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Lyrics below:


Missing my 1st long board 
Lost it on a train that I aboard 
Left it and forgot until three days later 
After a smoke out with that shredder Not talking about ninja turtles Clueless like confused sex-talking mumbles 
So good got me dropping I.Q. 
Bet the brain cells are down to a few That's how I really lost my wheels Missing it has me in the feels 
Like for real I just like to blaze and skate 
Flying pass all the hate 
Feeling like the silver surfer 
Just don't forget the reefer 

Stopped at the store for a cold pop Than I was on my way down a cliff I drop 
Board starts to rock back and fourth Had to bail on the grass or bust my ass with full force  *verse 1*

Because I wanna get high like never before 
Homies all burnt out, but I want some more
Hotboxing the rooms put a towel under the door 
Because I wanna get high like never before 
Smoking way after dark going past four
Munchies kicking in so let's skate to the mutha fuckin store 
*Chorus* 

That was then this is now
Ride my board goofty style like a clown 
When I roll up you know that sound 
Snapback on like it's a crown
On my board hella blown 

In the zone I be riding steep hills for the velocity 
Falling down faster than people living thru hypocrisy 
Some cold ass drinks for cottonmouth im top of fee
Crazy how I hit the tree and ride a board made from tree 

Me and the homie smoking blunts vision coming in three like some ghouls 
Can't seem to skate without someome asking to bum a smoke like im that dude
Just dont got a pack on me not tryna be rude
But just here to skate not trying to face plant and eat up gravel like food
*verse 2*

Push and kick it is what I do when I wanna feel that breeze 
Like taking down 3 G's of tree I roam down hills with eaze
Feel really in peace like people on their knees praying with a Jesus piece

And that's how it goes when I flow endless like waves of an ocean
Rather take the board on a stroll than to pour' when I'm with commotion 
Just a dab and a go my adrenaline wantin more' this is my solution 

They keep sleeping on me like their arm was dead
Like how you can make a living growing trees that's farmer's bread 
Just like that bar it was flipped so it wasn't already said 
Like the boards I can't do tricks on but this long boi like my bars went past you cuz' it sped' 

*verse 3*

Feelings of War

Smoke N' Skate

Feelings of War is now here, which means the instrumentals will be dropping very shortly, each track is 2 dollars, whole 5 dollars if you want donate to the many cash apps available I'm on cash app, vemno, and paypal.

Intro Freestyle

Feelings of War is now here, which means the instrumentals will be dropping very shortly, each track is 2 dollars, whole 5 dollars if you want donate to the many cash apps available I'm on cash app, vemno, and paypal.

Verse 2 and 3 lyrics below:

Mobbing down the block like a rountine
To pick up or drop off whatever you need
The essentials on that hood feed 
After connecting with a past peep after a long week
When I lay me down to sleep
That's when I let my frontal lobe speak 
*chorus*



Rollin through in a old whip pedal pushed to the floor with my 11 sized timbs
Mother fuckas just wanna chill so when they needa reup I'm that missing link
l got what you need
Pull up bagged and out the window faster than a burger king 
Picked up my girl while you alone with the L now I'm on to stranger things
Legs all in the air like this a circus ring
Unique straches, rope tricks and lover swings
Beehive state with the honey comb pocket snatchers hiding behind a badge double fines is how they sting
Chronic tree, dab cart, Edibles, or shatter on lowkey to treat like a king 

Anyone can get it but my kindness is not to fish
Like I been there done that trying to wish
For that free fire dank shit
Constantly around like you a paid snitch 
Sometimes a bro or misleading chick
Like a fake ass thumbnail right before you click
Faked the funk last sec u wanna switch?
Acting funny ima go ahead and diss
I don't need no krusty clown ass bitch 

Stay woke like morning foldgers 
Call out any fuckboi or Ogres 
First week back what's up with all these new folders
Do a heist wearing just a holster 
The weight is as much as a bolder 
Ride or die made it this far I'm sure she can hold hers 

Slide through with 6 people up in a 4 door'
That covid 19 has me saying fuck it I do it solo 
Loud music from the trunk makes his soul glow 
Just get your shit and go
Pray nobody runs to a po
That's why it's kept on the low
*verse 2* 

Mobbing down the block like a rountine
To pick up or drop off whatever you need
The essentials on that hood feed 

After connecting with a past peep after a long week
When I lay me down to sleep
That's when I let my frontal lobe speak 
*chorus* 

So what I got in the mind goes beyond the average thinker
Constantly gotta feed on change with passing time parking meter 
Can't fall in someone else's projected alignment that's no free thinker
You still a sheep you just chose someone else to play follow the leader 

Being unconstitutional like we're not under a democracy 
Like how you live with that hypocrisy 
Shouting all lives matter is wrong and also a fantasy 
Because pedophiles and the racists really don't you see
Nation is divided out of spite that's the reality 

Now that news spotlights hate issues can we talk about missing kids
And how there is over 800 thousands that go missing each year some shipped
Through the mail with no passport in 800 thousand dollar wayford fuckin cabinets 

Being paid to stay on the hush hush 
More questions add up like plus plus
But still no straight answers because cuh
So we just stay bugging like rug bugs
And that's the trust trust 

Because we can't afford to be blindsided while in the middle of focusing on the bigger picture 
And clueless people don't get any issue 
Too busy trying to bust out a lecture 
Ima just focus on me chase a bag while bumping through these speakers 

I keep to myself 
But know when to speak out
Bullshit not in my house
So all that deeper shit stays on the shelve 
Get shit done like night before Christmas elf 

Never change? Can't relate I explain with a letter
Better yet I shortened with two bars if you change do it for the better
Can't change the world before adjusting yourself and without stacking having no cheddar 



*verse 3*


Mobbing down the block like a rountine
To pick up or drop off whatever you need
The essentials on that hood feed 

After connecting with a past peep after a long week
When I lay me down to sleep
That's when I let my frontal lobe speak 
*chorus*

Hood Feed (Ft. Ca$hes)

Lyrics:

Yo I think I fell into the wrong drugs took too many cups off the witches brew
Maybe a ex's curse or some bugs in my head but shit was scary if you bitches knew
Dark murky bong water on the rugs perhaps some psychedelic mold had grew

Now dark shadows appear every other night 
Half awake looking at the closet it's in sight
Woke room spinning hands sweaty like im on heights 
Secret darks msssages something's ain't right
When you see em in your neighborhood every night
Is it demons trying to pull me back in again after I took off flight?

Lights dimming almost flickering out
When I randomly enter some room 
Someone fucks with me and instant karma dishes out
You dont wanna provoke my mood
Gloom starts grabbing ahold of everyone when im freaking out
Ideal'd to not be in the same room
Anger has whole house shaking and you dont wanna be there when- 

Verse 1

Becoming so dark and vicious 
It's not me was never superstitious
Touched the ouija board the devil was listening

Whatever dark energy is gassing vengeance 
Trying to become one mind like a sick allegiance
My soul felt voided no longer glistening 

Thought it would go away once I was C-L-E-A-N
But like depression this shit just won't ever end
If I dont get control my ass to the uni they will send
Then I will need to waste 4 months just to rebuild again

Powering off but spinning so fast is your ceiling fan
Me and the darkness might need to go
Confusing strangers for friends like im a crazy man
Might be a spy in that camou
Still manage senior year came out a grad
Despite all the crazy shit in the cargo
But still when I'm mad like I'm a animal 

verse 2

Pretty soon I saw demons everwhere even on my own mother
I had manic headaches inside had too much tension I suffered 
Years of abuse and turning to darkness it was too much cluster 
Constant dark cloud above my head when anger roared so did the thunder 

It became clear I needed help with my wicked mind
Burning sage like phillies to cleanse me from the inside
Demon went away but eternal rage remains you will find
Burden to nobody who'd ask now they hurting thinking fuck it what if I died
Darkest chapter of my life so when you pass me any hard drug homie I do mind

Connected to K.O.D. N9na's it felt much more then justa fad
Because at the time i felt like i was King of the bad, King of the sad
Had dreams before all this but I landed in Freddy's Nightmare land
Too long to wake what the fuck sandman?

But ultimately I have to be responsible 
Don't hold anyone but me liable 
Fuck my past I know im capable 
If anyone say diff they can lick my cock n ball
UHH 

verse 3

Demonic

Lyrics below:
Age 17 was a tornado down main
Destruction is all I left behind so much pain
Peers left behind bad examples in my disposal 
Inside my head was very hostel
Visions of torture crossed my mind
And my head got worse with blurring all lines
So to cross one or two wasn't really shit to me
Lying about going to work but to get high was my dark history 
To some bitches I was a mystery I suggested they go to another school
Unless they wanted to get played by some heartless ass fool
Really fuckin rude and I really didnt have to say much
Bit into the apple everyone was tryna smoke out of during lunch
A cold cunt I could looked at you with such a glare with disgust as the hope in your eyes were depleting
Popular amongst other misguided assholes who shared the same type of void all our wrists bleeding

Weekend alcohol fueled ritual repeating 
The kind of degenerate meetings
Where only the bad decisions we were only seeing and receiving

verse 1

I left behind all my older friends in the dust
So distant I felt like now I would bug 
If I went up to them so I decided to front
That I didnt see them in the halls what a stupid stunt
I threw away all these people that knew me for what?
So I can mack on few girls tryna give my nut
I came across as such a fake ass cunt
If I was you I would not pass my blunt
Dms from girls within different districts I was the slut
Identity crisis didn't know who to kick it with I was a mutt
Stuck in the middle between the hispanics n the whites
It was either I couldnt speak enough spanish or I was made fun for the way I talk with a lingo 
Sure I kicked with the white kids mostly just because we didnt like sobriety 
But I friended everyone no matter the background I wanted variety 
Wanted to know anyone's philosophy 
Becuase I was tryna figure out what was my reality 
But stuck in my head with this flase sense of vanity 
All these things will soon make a real monster outta me

Verse 2

Went from being a PBS kid
Now I'm a LSD kid
This bitch at the time was tryna figure out how to get rid
She would walk away if I told her I dropped acid
What was classic
Because she was the one sprinkling coke her weed bowls
Red flags when you see your bros 
Tryna to hit your bitch thinking they capable 
To pull what I have that shit was unacceptable 
But every week new bullshit occurred 
And with friends of friends coming in with more shit to stir
It's not wonder why I became such a monster

Verse 3

Count Corruption

Stains

Projecting Injecting

Silent

Not So Fresh Start

Shattered Lands

The Haunted Bong

Modern U.S. Dragon

Love Me Now

Ultraviolent Glows

What's Funny

This is my contest entry for Eazy Mac, we were to pick one of his favorite beats he rapped on and either cover or remix it. I decided to remix Donny Darko and put my own dark spin on it! Check out the original on Eazy Mac's soundcloud!

"Donny Darko Remix" (Eazy Mac Ft. Philip Solo)

First collab single for upcoming Lightning Strike Massacre album dropping real soon! You can check on Lil Hand on his youtube page channel name is PattySmackTV

Lightning Strike Massacre

Writeously Finessin (Ft. Lil Hand)

6th drop for Feelings of War

Lyrics below:


Gaurd up for any around the corner tragedies
Game on lock like my overwatch strategies
Not tryna end up being someone's next casualty 
Oh shit spoke too because here comes insanity 

Shut the fuck up and dont you talk
Axe in hand but you about to get socked
Comply and dont even try to mock
Give up any gones you wont get chop

Told him like a nun I ain't got no firearm 
Took my phone so no cops can go swarm
Had to empty my pockets with zero warns
Crazy bitchass satan without tha horns 

Is that all you got you little fuck
Like a bum ass dad you ain't got a buck 
Robbing motherfuckas this shit sucks
I just got this axe no heater tuck

Just right there I had to push my luck
No time to stay there to die cuz I was stuck 
Grabbed the butterfly from within my sock
That's when I stabbed his gut had it stuck 

I shouted yeah punk what's up now
You were all thug now you all clown 
Tryna rob thinking my ass aint down 
Im bouta put your ass in tha ground

He said wait please I didn't mean it
I thought this lick would be convenient 
Promise if you let me go I wont play scene it
No takashi please if you give me green lit

I said fuck that you dying tonight 
Your time has come dont even fight 
I doubt after this you'll see light
Too much darkness in your life

Looked at me like I was the lord
Said I should give him time for
To repent to change what's instore
Looking helpless bleeding on the floor

What the fuck I look like keeping you alive
I got your axe and inside you is my knife 
In other words you screwed like you got piped
I know you looking for 2nd chances I ain't the type

Gasping with his hands out tryna block
Tryna to mutter out the words stop
Cutting wasn't enough he should get chopped
From his head and body he should get cropped

So relentless I was swinging like 
hardcore dancing
Butterfly and axe both were cutting up and slicing 
So much tears in blood from his crying from all that dying 
Now am the one doing the slaying

(first verse)

Hol up lemme tell how I feel
Waiting for someone to test to get real
Also if I see shit go down like a pill
Especially a women beater who think they hard as steel

If you beat women doesn't matter if it was 2 months, 2 years ago
Come down like the flu when screws loose when I imagine fued 
Faster than tarzan through throwing hands exposing the bitch in you
Fall back you screaming I let missles off and you got a dick in you

More psycho than what Harley Quinn can show 
Yet a daily basis of what always goes 
Knew my life roll was different like juggalos 
Cut em head to toe if they're in my home I tell em what goes

Court system don't believe in like mythical elves 
No rehabilitation why set em on the shelfs 
End up charge defending my life I start questioning myself
People take a moment to thank God but not themselves

From being a victim to the dark consciousness 
If everyone had a gun this my gung ho hypothesis 
Who wouldn't kill for their mom and pop or sis?
So many sick stories happen to close pals so dip or get with this


*verse 2*

Gung-Hology

Rapper, Beat maker, getting into Production coming out of the Salt Lake City, Utah. Rose Park to be exact.
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