The beat is the only reason we can hear cript lmao

night lovell - live television (slowed + reverb)

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FLAPJACK

FLAPJACK (PROD.ERMASHOV)

D13C4UGHT4 "dloob"(Prod. mathiastyner)

Mixed and mastered by: Criptcrum & xdev.
Thanks to Criptcrum for joining my track and helping me out.
Took us a few hours to talk and finish it.
:D

xdev - We spoke the sprout. (ft. Criptcrum)

TOOL KIT (Prod. Telic)

MEGAZORD (Prod. Telic)

"YARPS"

I got a drum like Dave, no games, you the pretender,
When you speak shit upon my name, return to sender,
Talking about coming for my bae, you can't remember,
Applying pressure, when I put my dick inside of McKenna

Listen fella, from the 302, your avenue is marked,
Your plans to follow through had fallen through before the start,
Get your sister tapping out, imma teach her to Irish dance,
All my brothers strapping out, as we pull up to Highland armed, look

Talking shit, you got me laughing at your words,
More or less, laughing at the fact those memes had got you hurt,
And mentioning my name is just inviting me to merk,
How you supposed to be a hard-man
When your daddy wears a skirt?

You took the bait, got you trapped like mouses,
Tear apart every bar like your Daddy does to houses,
Look how far you got by burning bridges,
My bars got pull like gravity, you're stuck here washing dishes,
Hah listen, 

Calling apollo a pedo, see thats an allegation,
Without no proof, so I'll change that shit into defamation,
You spreading lies, yet again, I'll leave you finished,
You should know that I Am Legend, as I snap the neck of Guinness, look

Made a mistake repeatedly, thats what you do,
I ain't surprised that you run away from every beef you conduct,
And you know you'll never blow, and thats the truth,
Maybe get some lessons from Daddy bout managing ya product,

I find it sad, you're kinda easy to forget,
A failed rapper in the family, thats easy to neglect,
Ya brothers got some fighting spirit and a sis at Oakland Tech,
And all you have to show ya parents is a written, yeah thats bless,

No stress, moment that you start recording, you'll be great,
Following the steps of Eminem, with plaques that got ya name,
Thats all a dream, and what you’ll truly see when you awake,
Is that you should retire, ain't a point on speaking when you're fake,
  
I dug up dirt, plenty more if you respond,
Matter fact, if you reply, I'll continue dropping bombs,
I know so many things about you, this track was just a warning,
You know when its raining it gets to pouring.. pussy.

To The Core (Hi Colin.)

[Lyrics]:

Ran outta milk, mix the water wit cereal
Pen in his head, make a hole like a cheerio
Hittin’ the numbers, I scratched off the serial
Lyrical shit, better back off the miracle
Hearing ya shit, like you rap in a mirror 
You audience you, and ya ego imperial
Ran outta milk, mix the ink in wit cereal
Ran outta milk, mix the ink in wit cereal

Kickin’ buckets, gotta think of something
Tried to spit with nothin’ now I’m spittin’ somethin’ 
You be ripped and gutted if you let up runnin’
Started fires, now I’m lit up, runnin’ 
Getting bands on bands not what this man demands
My hands are manned, you tryna catch these hands, my man?
And I can defend my right to come and stand and fight
Advantage, my trump card in my hand, my cannons jammed
The last resort to go slam-a-lam
A lamb in the field about get to damn
Slaughtered
Man-slaughter, hands off the king
Doctoring bitches, off of me
Cough and you tossed in a coffin, G
You idoling this, I’m kinda the best
Lay the point of my pen right inside of ya chest
Lie to ya face, say I’m not at the top
Cry cause you got stuffed at the bottom of rock
Bottom of stone, smash ya head wit bottoms of rocks
Topplin’ towers, tipping the tops, 
Mock ya for hours, making a mock
Making a mockery, way to make talk 
Pussies be talking, ain’t walking no walk
Talk up yo talk cause I’m making some moves
My maneuvers be crazy, no way I could lose
Super to crazy, I’m crazed to a mood
Where I stay in a motion, but not really movin’
Still spit like a dragon, still fire when losin’
I am insane, but I ain’t really lose it
Just found it again, now it’s total confusion
Founding father, prolly why I’m abusive
I beat up the beats, and I fuck up the music 
I read up the sheets, still an IQ of stupid
But ink really seeping, my pen really bruted


Ran outta milk, mix the water wit cereal
Pen in his head, make a hole like a cheerio
Hittin’ the numbers, I scratched off the serial
Lyrical shit, better back off the miracle
Hearing ya shit, like you rap in a mirror 
You audience you, and ya ego imperial
Ran outta milk, mix the ink in wit cereal
Ran outta milk, mix the ink in wit cereal
Mix the ink wit the cerial, killer
My glass goes clink wit a serial killer
JID wit the flow, IDK what is filler
And not, Go Kenny
Hide in hoodies wit these schemes
You barely can see me
This shit really easy
I am rarely breathing, I’m a demigod
You can barely see me for a second time
Hold a second, second, second, second line
I’m a freshman, XXL I double it
Best man, ring XL, finger to ya
Flow be crazy, hoes be lazy wit it
But I’m Soulja baby, crankin crazy minutes
Stankin legs, kneecaps breaking, G
That’s what happens when you lack efficiency 
Ok
Uh
Check
Taking down every corporate 
Taking shots with wrong coordinates
Take a shiv, with a blade it is
That I’ll pour your blood on the pavement like I

Ran outta milk, mix the water wit cereal
Pen in his head, make a hole like a cheerio
Hittin’ the numbers, I scratched off the serial
Lyrical shit, better back off the miracle
Hearing ya shit, like you rap in a mirror 
You audience you, and ya ego imperial
Ran outta milk, mix the ink in wit cereal
Ran outta milk, mix the ink in wit cereal

xdev - We spoke the sprout. (ft. Criptcrum)

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