a spell of time

things used to last

king of the sky

9 seeds

we owe our lives!

in case anybody still on this dumbass soundcloud shit

feat: https://soundcloud.com/heyitsred
prod: https://soundcloud.com/saharabeats

2 FOR FLINCHING! (w/ redster!) [prod. Sahara]

PAPER // okay!

NULL (prod. ODDWIN)

ether (ft. Oddwin) [p. syren]

MORNINGSTAR (ft. Redster) [p. koll + teejx + maad]

good student // just doing

jurisprudence (ft. TORO) [prod. FLOUSEN]

principalities

conscientious objector

dark matters (prod. koll x Oddwin)

verrückt (prod. simsboi)

sinclair lewis p. AMWA

AGES p. AMWA

ignorance p. AMWA

cut-up method p. AMWA

you can read! p. AMWA

1/6/2k23 4:20pm (nightmares.wav prod. oddwin)

post 9/11 american (prod. NOIZZ + qiio)

LOGIC GATE CONTROL THEORY

CABIN IN THE WOODS

price goes up (prod. Tablez + Inoue)

patent falsehoods (prod. AMWA)

tripods (ft. Camogod + TORO)

introduction (Framing)

inhumannature (prod. AMWA)

in plain sight (prod. NOIZZ)

persona non grata (prod. jaywalk)

profess! (prod. 954mari)

golem

monster of the week (prod. Tablez)

die konstrukt

newly formed connections

its greed
long been out my mind, im not accustomed to my needs
dreamworld show my bias, i pull up and its just me
got them waters quiet, got the rudderless at ease
im not vlad the younger, no old money, fuck you mean
your section with the wind, it really wasnt hard to read
im no phd, think we might up one more degree
i just blew the budget, couple hundreds for some weed
burn it down to nothin, iron lung, im a machine
they cant smoke me out, shit got me laughin til i wheeze
passion in my speech, holup, dead dont think they heard me
they gon have to drag me out this bitch, i feel like bernie
shit done got absurd, they whole damn shit, gone topsy turvy
bullshit out a verse, its nothin fancy, not too wordy
shit not on my terms, im still on timin, cant discern me
some shit dont concern you, how yall livin mad disturbin
dont you dare, you heard me
im wit noizz n jay, you lay a finger, bitch its murder
step back and i drain, roll out red carpet, kevin huerter
i make what i make, i know my worth, im still a worker
he tryn run the fade, my bro pop perc n turn berserker
two sides, feel like slayer
big game, bigger players
send the sun another prayer
seein red, we got invaders
ball just like king james, yes i mean that man on the lakers
tolerance for pain, it still get stronger to this day
volunteer my grace and they just commandeer my space
baggage claim like any takers?
im just tryna keep it plain
found me in my place
left without a single trace
feel like shoutin in the void
cant help but scour thru the maze
none them comments got a point
aint shit to power thru the hate
keepin track of choices
watchin hours move to days
im in my tower, who gon say shit?
gon always be in vain
mushroom in my brain
the voice gon cut thru, be like "hey"
not by the book
think i took too much fungus for my weight
not tryna look
think i took too much trauma, whats my fate?
aint tryna flaunt, man i just want some commas in my safe
i dont need yo course, i need a dollar and a break
please dont end up corpse
i think we all gon be okay

the shroom says hi

puttin the work on em

start to finish, give em hell
out the crib into the well
throw me somethin down to help
i can tell you how it felt
conflict on display like a dell
the kid was stricken like a belt
the kid gon listen to it melt
the kid just workin on his delts
the kid just workin on his tris
the killers in it for the vibes
the real decision when you blind
i know every( )body dies
sick of feelin in the dark
i was hopin i could shine
all the differences is stark
doubled over like a klein
victim of my own design
runnin down the ticker, keep it on the side
sit with me, you know im right
i see the history and wanna rhyme
you step in line with some goofball shit
see the roots off rip, i pull up to the sky
methods on findins, the truth all sick
and the rules rodrick, got my volume on high
left me to bake in the sun
they aint takin shit from me, dont touch me
im wantin my slice
i been upfront with our nascent corruption
im thinkin he dumb when he offerin advice
think on my level, there aint even one
but its bringin me comfort to talk to my guys
dont wanna open that box
all they think is they knowin whats hot when they lost in my eyes
aint tryna cause a divide
face on the radio, talkin to life
he keepin on but its trite
i really think he goin off in his mind...

where im at rn

shrouded in mystery

i got a reason to be who i am
and my brain gettin foggy, dont breathe on the cam
history speakin, you seen im the man
ion get what you thinkin, i seen issa scam
opium den, man i know issa slog
im approachin the flock with the feed in my hand
eugh
yall got me readin again
eugh
yall got me readin again
eugh
pen and pad cuz i needed a plan
yall should give reason a chance
no, we aint doin the same drugs
fuck a lil paystub, need an advance
followin trend and its all just pretendin
im shiftin the gears, i can see its enhanced
take down an emperor, i got the guts
fallin into the sky, im a klutz
808 fat, got the beat goin nuts
i been to yo corner, theres cuts
wait, lemme see if i could give a fuck
nah man you fresh outta luck
he a lil freebee, he fell out the truck
yall be on bullshit, enough
im blowin his section out
my position illustrious
i see my reflection now
dunno what yo assumption is
wrong answer, we x em out
steppin cuz i know what comes with it
but i dont got the best morale
wow
issa lot in the mag and the whole shit dumps
all black like adult swim bumps
stop cappin, whole shit fucked
his ankles is shattered, i stole his lunch
my bro on capital OPM
some of these rappers gon owe me sumn
boy you gon have to just show me sumn
boy you gon have to just show me sumn
boy you gon have to just show me sumn
boy you gon have to just show me sumn
boy you gon have to just show me sumn

lost ark

gainin on em

youre lapdogs, elon doesnt need to chip you
you know a millionaire can fuck you without eatin witchu
this aint shit to reason with cuz aint no reason get you
bitch im not yo spellin teacher, im not readin witchu
im tryna see bruh at the top
dont wanna see folks fuckin up and shit
cuz really its a lot
still implicit, i do things religious with no plot
some shit just with the pigeons, i respect the single flock
issa mission to unlock this
animalistic, sumn to pick up, leavin off shit
axis, spin it til its evil to a fault
shit, a season into tony's shit, we need to weed em out
bada bing bada who? mr. needagettaglock
bitch im super out the way for a reason
i aint really made a play for a reason
dont wanna go fuckin up your day for a reason
so fuck up out my face before i give you mean one
i can see it in your eyes, the stupid shit you believe
bet you sick of bait and switch, but glad you lived for release
sometimes, it aint the money, its the simpler things
sometimes it is the money thats the limiting piece
its not the only barrier to livin your peace
you got a picture at least
see the minuscule decisions everything that i breathe
i been feelin frigid, spring is bringin the heat
its too timid
deleuze shadowdodgin, couldnt do it cuz i seen it
fuck with all that talkin, bro you gotta kill your demons
gettin comfy on the throne till they chain you to the seat
say it to the reap, bitch, or save it for a beat
take it as it be

i was always goin where i cant go
how you mans if you aint goin where yo mans go?
how you mans if you aint trustin what yo mans know?
how you manage to succumb to all the glam glow?
what the matter with a little bit of bad shit?
only people til the spirit did a hat trick
we been equal, but some people doin backflips
tryna seek a different real than the fact shit

tailwind

home is where the heart is

seen some bullshit happen every business week
the family the driver of this industry
cold read on this climate, this is mystic heat
think i flew too close to nothin, keep it simplistique
i been workin in a different density 
are these electric sheep?
and what is this intensity?

i dont mean to take offense
i dont mean to take offense
i dont mean to take offense
i dont mean to break illusions
i dont mean to make you think
i dont mean to bake conclusions
i dont mean to make a winch

this the ebb and flow of things
i think we can make ammends
but i aint mean to make you think

dancin in the rain as if im knowin what it brings
i see brown and greys in winter, i see lavender in spring
i see it as a ritual, get back to simpler things
know my actions have a spin, i throw passion to the wind
back to what we spose to be, every slave can be a king
every paper got the mark, every baby is distinct
every placement of the heart, giant fingers leavin prints
anything you cuttin down, take a measure of the rings
i put too much on these links, i got weak points
i know someones been convinced, i can rejoice
humans cant accept the pinch, no, know we need choice
he articulate his sense, we give em free noise
every time i think about it, im like "free bro"
who relate to parasites like he a free host?
seek abundance, i say justice for the freak hoes
justice for the lost ones, justice for the deposed
who brought out the big guns and who forgot to reload?

east germany

always at work

i
dont got the funds to get money outta my politics
big blue on the mind, i dont got my eye on metropolis
opulent decadence, preposterous doctrine of authorship
precipice walkin, im off it, need evidence positive
monoliths gawkin at everything, set up to topple it
myself starin back at me, actually want him to stop and shit
waddle my island til my work is wadded up, history
im facin inland then out to sea, all been a mystery
topic of convos kicked to me
tropics awash me in the heat
properly swab it, get to sweep
moppin up all the grit and grease
on god, it gets to me
honest to all thats given
im poppin on yall opinion piece
my bro gon toss a pick to me
yall, im not always in the green
down, just my balls and wit with me
this all i got, no fixin me
i gotta drop, its gettin deep

low hangin fruit writers
the sleuth writers
lookin for the root writers
them "too bright, so lumen break you soon" writers
them golden needles in the haystack, the groove riders
wax poetic forever into the moon writers
deadly premonitions bout them two timers
thriller moves slidin
walkin with the group
zombies, we aint get to choose either
its where we end up, all the same
whats lost attained
its not a win or lose, my dawg, its not a game
they want me to stop, ok
they dont want to stop, ok
i gotta say

yayu

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