TRACKLIST
1.YOMI w/ rximv
2.NIGHTCRAWL w/ rximv
3.STRAIGHT GAS w/ rximv

huge s/o the homie @rximv for his work on this tape

feedback helps a lot

SIBERIA w/ rximv(FULL EP)

huge s/o to the homies who joined in on this tape
@ripeveryst
@prodvaro
@jasonrichbeats

1: OUTER RIM w/ EVERY$T
2: THE GAME w/ VARO
3: JUST A MEMORY
4: FUCKED UP w/ Jason Rich

RECOLLECTION (FULL EP)

prod 2
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video -  https://youtu.be/SMIQbo-61P4

Why do I even bother asking someone 
I need you to tell me what you did 
I can’t see it and it’s hard to believe it 
When you get inside my fucking head 
Why do I feel like jumping over 
Why the fuck are you playing hard to get 
The storm is over 
Even when I feel sober 
I’m paranoid out of my head 
But I’m hanging onto safety 
You could call me crazy 
It feels best when I’m all alone 
But it’s so fucking hard to take me 
You could never save me 
I’m myself when I’m on my own 
But I’m hanging onto safety 
You could call me crazy 
I feel best when I’m all alone 
But it’s so fucking hard to take me 
Take me 
Take me 
Take me
Take
Take
Take 
I
I
I’m hanging onto safety

safety

prod 2
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abstract livin', still here kickin'
abstract livin' see that kaleidoscope vision

abstract flows , chill beats , boom bap , underground hip hop

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Abstract Livin'

Clu - Kaleidoscope (Prod. Clu)

I don't really wanna do no woah oh ohx2

I been in situations where just loving me ain't really part of me and it will not grow

So why's it hard to say that I'd just'd like to be someone who can truly grow

When no one has no faith no more I'm in my room I lock the door then I know voices stalking me

The ones that stay unknown and no one ever sees

All these fucking songs about the voices in my head and when I go to sleep they always singing in my ear
To me their so damn loud but no one else can ever hear got me tossing and I'm tumbling I'm rolling in my bed

And I can't admit that I'm de fucking pressed

Cause when I smile I never want to breathe again

Ooooo ohhh all these fucking people wanna talk about they own, No.

They got me staring at the wall of all the photos the ones I drew myself they give me hope no

But what's the point of hope when I'm just broke so
I don't get it I don't get it so I make a song that I never finish!  A "never" pain then delete the image yeah

I don't get I don't get so I make a song that I never finish time and time and time again


{They gotta die yeah} (adlib for wockhert)

Awake - Tskui ft wockhert

https://chaser.ffm.to/THEGLOUP

you know the chase don't stop
on my grind till i drop
i need green lots of guac
aim a beam at your top
shawty love the way i walk
shawty love the way i talk
tell a bitch to jump, that girl gon play hopscotch
i'm in my bag, i'm not worried bout thots
do me dirty one time, and that hoe gon get blocked
leave me alone, baby girl go kick rocks
need you out my life, baby girl go get lost

i'm the only one, i can rely on
gettin' to the money, that's a hill i can die on
leave it in the past, let bygones be bygones
snakes in the grass, i ain't fuckin' with these pythons
you know that i'm cheap, i could never leave the lights on
got me all mad, now you actin' all nice huh
had me downbad, now i don't even like ya
got me so wrong it ain't worth it to right ya
i got too much to prove, and nothing to lose
my eyes are on the bag, till i ball like babe ruth
i don't fuck with rules, i live by my own
tell me what to do, and she gon be alone
keep callin' me, i'm tired of my ringtone
don't wanna be with you, yeah i'd rather be stoned
say she misses me she's just a girl in my phone
i won't spin bout you, no i'm not a cyclone

you know the chase don't stop
on my grind till i drop
i need green lots of guac
aim a beam at your top
shawty love the way i walk
shawty love the way i talk
tell a bitch to jump, that girl gon play hopscotch
i'm in my bag, i'm not worried bout thots
do me dirty one time, and that hoe gon get blocked
leave me alone, baby girl go kick rocks
need you out my life, baby girl go get lost

KICK ROCKS (SABRR)

whippin that hearse you can hop on my ride 
do not mind the skeletons on passenger ride 

constant struggle not to let that get the best of me
demons box left of me 
know theyll be the death of me

act up and i try to act tough 
trauma is the factor that turn me to an actor 
speakin ony my woes feels like validatin them
and the last thing i wanna do is play the victim

my own thoughts are my enemy 
tryna take my energy 
tryna make a lesser me
aways away from better me

copin with the dope movin metal in the weight room
focused on my soul breakin fasts with a zaytoon 
physical pain preferable to the mental 
thatll be the death of me like fuckin with the fentyl  

i can handle the force of my parents striking me
isolation deprivation poverty
what i cant take is my lack of self worth 
shadows of the doubt cast on the goodness of the earth 

psyche fulla psychs and im fealin surreal 
lemme reveal all the little things concealed 
cannot find chill
til the kid i heal 

coping with the mechanisms young me built 
same little kid but i stand on high stilts
with the wind i tilt
all the pain my guilt 

im

tryna fight this winter with an vincible summer 
marchin to my heartbeat 808 drummer 
im solo no ilk i be chasin ideals 
psychic kinda alchemy i change how i feel

like my favorite fictions
juxtaposin contradictions 
wonder if ill die on the curb or on a highrise 
burnin moonlight while i dream about the sunrise
someone tell me why fantasize my demise

i aint gotta - 

aint flip no ye to bag a kim k
i got god sent bars like im yasin bey 
aint nobody blown from the place that i stay
all my ballads bout bullets aint gettin no play 

literature that made me is stacked up on my nightstand 
33 phrases that i bless through prayer hands 
never inna church i found god at the rave 
lay me in the grave ima live on in waves

========== 

no one has answers for the twenty first century
aint nobody know how things are meant to be 
so i walkin    with this blind fold no role models 
grip that steel tight in my pocket chrome hollows 

mama said dont lie like joot math bool beta
mama i been doon just fine dont worry bout you beta 
mama been on my mind she got nun from beta 
nashukra beta
yajooj ka beta 

mama im good dont you worry bout me 
i been doin just fine livin by my lonely 
howma make ends meet i dont know exactly  
we all born and die alone 
like the way you left me

every day i think about my demise
i see my fathers face carved in da mountain sides 
he was the one who dun bought the american dream 
now my standard worth of measure is american green 
ima bathe in that dirt cause that water's unclean 
hearin my screams on this side of the screen 

sharpened my tongue and its shinin with sheen 
im getting whats mine doon it by any means 
volumes of scriptures to convey what i mean 
surah yasin wel quran il hakim 

like qool ya ayohall kafirun 
la ah boodoo ma wa ta boo doon i-

wonder when the give gonna finly lemme cover Complex
crucify myself in the booth savior complex 
military industry done turned into a complex 
souls for the dough like a blood diamond rolex 

40 fo my homie that i po into the streets 
40 of them bullets all up in my magazine
40 of them souls that gon burn like kerosene
truth by told id trade my soul for magazines

RAMZAAN

prod. michael harrison 
song 1 of 5

i'm the deer.
you're the high impact truck.
you're...
my fear.
i only spiral with you.
early death won't stop my devotions.
they just fade it in (for you)
they just fade away (my devotions)
i'll be the deer. you be the high impact truck.
trust me, i don't want a sign that it's over
i'd rather keep going till i'm fucked.
look at me now, a fawn looking for a blunt force.
look at me now, my lungs torn up.
look at me now, i can't stand up
look at me now, i can't even socialize.
i miss looking people in their little pretty eyes.
i'm too caught up with all of the bullshit and all the pretty lies.

deer

still figuring it out

art direction by jamotti

‐ nobu

- misfortune

- the things i can't see

https://youtu.be/7UFMZyuNf6E?si=h6zJGKZok5Ta0oWa

RAMZAAN

Welly D

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