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From Ghosts

Young Messiah

Robespierre

LORD ft. John Egbert (prod. by AVG)

Ayn Ryan (Prod. by DVN)

Lyrics:
Not complicent with my placement 
Debating whether I prefer that head or green faces
Escapes and chases, no kings or queen, but aces
Packed by double, better hustle just to get a chance with

Twin brass knuckle bite and stick, a shuffle melee
An ISIS execution just for kicks when on my Pele
Plethora of paydays, Daft brings the dismay
Ixnay on the ugsdray, no need when beats lay slain

A rad rebel with a single cause
Catch the sinners slipping strike lightning clips with no pause
All applause, give me love, fuck the law, I want ‘em all
Blood along the sand, time will tell how long I’ll have to crawl

Scheming thief of always, nice of you to join moi
See my chalice melded from the rings of widow bourgeois
What the fuck you mean eating?
Scrapping dimes for subs while all I do is feast in Eden

Murder she might have written but it’s what I utter
So I never stutter, it’s just sanguine my brother
Get ‘em all, get ‘em all, rip ‘em from each other
No tears for dead pigs, send the badges to their mothers

Maker grant me peace though, this verbal reap is easy mode
A la carte every word, order lines by the nose
Habits with no patterns, lying when I say you matter
Pounds of powder for the headache with those boys whom getting sadder

I dont reminise, but the remnants can stay mum like mentions
Fuck your crew with my word pool as the whirl pulls from extendeds
So tempted to blend in, but I stand out, exempted
Cept when Im feeling curtious to show up and unmend them

Arsenal with the wick lit
You aren’t with it, better get bent
My crown thorny and my hands pinned
I don’t do friends, I just do sins

Fumes flowing, tips toeing 
Hounds out and the boys howling
If you around know how to act
Kawaii Gangs the new wolf pack

And we hotter than some hot boys
Gritty waves of motion when we tuned in to that white noise
Slaughter to leave nada, throw the verses in some lava
While I spit on grave of fathers, sipping on that Fiji water

Ooh Daft so devious, dead tyrant and deviant 
Please her with the word of mouth and then I get to leaving ‘em 
So shout out to Taylor Swift
Lemme slide through your inbox so I can give you this dick

Astray (Red Frame)[Bobby Shmurda - Hot Nigga // Remix]

Vuitton (prod. by Mike D)

YourDaftHero - Paradiso (Arctic Monkeys - Do I Wanna Know REMIX)

In paradise, pair of dice rolling
Snake eyes, 20/20, sight all knowing
Stow away amongst the bodies, nobody went and taught me
Spit to keep the gears oiled for this is no longer a hobby

You’re in my lobby, lax and leasuiring
Easy circling for my brutes to give you a ceasaring
Cease your settle in, take that throne seating
The blood aesthetic drips from the floor to the ceiling

I’m centered from the synergy
Finding myself inside of third eye conspiracies 
Shit, maybe that’s the Hennessy
But the God I knows between her legs and she’s calling me

Grimey ghost kid with witches brewing potions
Robbing kids so they gotta reach under cades for tokens
You can light the trees, go take the tokes in
When sober I’m way over the bullet dodging motions

"YourDaft? Who the fuck is that?"
Last words from an artist you love who just passed
More shins to skim, and lock bodies and holdings
My flows know no foes cause I fuck with theories low end

Molten brain waves, I do it flashlike
Right before you black out, girl, grab a flash light
Peer through my peers sight, chakra stream real nice
Skim on my mats and you’ll get served like a fresh slice

Melt ice on chains and notice you don’t change
Cause your skill is thin and mine’s skimmed so theres no change
Do you get it? 
Sad what we gotta do to fit in, so I’m killing shit

Back to pipe lighting, as I melt down the Midas
Much ado to ya, know I aspire to be the highest
Lounge with liars, so I know how to conspire
Empty at heart doesn’t mean I cant build a fucking empire

Foundation found dated when Jesus nailed the name
Crucifix, cruising for crews to fix
Cause we fixed on pole positions
Pillars we putting up summon sirens so tempting

Temptress in a temple, like “Damn, what that head do?”
Need that Medusa like she need a neck wound
Dope since the womb until I need a tomb
Is needed to let people know I was who and whom

Then its off to hail deep where hail rains and we reign
Untamed, how you like it now? Hell hounds howling with no reins
Off the leash, voted least likely to succeed, now look at me now

I know exactly where I wanna be
And you can’t read my lyrics once and understand all these roots deep
Leak money and power, so I wield words and slice the shit
Meanwhile you’re powerless like fucking Tumblr activist

"Who are you and what is this?"
I’m Daft and the calm after you get to slitting wrists
Near miss, so how about you rewind?
Ascended on the incline, don’t tell me to be kind loser

Beats over hyping but euphoria’s heightening
Vice grip for that Vice doc, my grip will get to tightening
All my lyrics lick like lightning
Zeus fucking, check Earth for my children

Insight and outsight comes from channeling
Barreling all arms on deck to get to landing
New and improved ruses coming soon to thee
Maybe when I’m gone they won’t say they barely knew me

Quit to stalling, lets get right down to it
Write down this fluid and expel the nuisance
Two cents spending, living day to day
Daft days are over but I still have much to convey like

Slay monsters, mobsters in the way
No pay, means no way, you get sent under the pave
So after each and every fucking step I take
I can remind myself I do more than spit on your grave

Yeah, dead daft dios
Disciples get no denying when twisting up the trio
Fuck you like CeeLo, puking punk till its fineto
Whole crew are neato neets and all our diamonds come from Sinnoh

Hero rogue renegade, here to slay with hentai maids making cocaine filled hand grenades
It’s gonna be a good day
Lighten up kid, get lit, boy light it up

Sly and stuck, on one, don’t give a fuck, someones 
Long con thieving seeking the wrong conundrum
So, let the drums beat on
Yeah, let the drums beat on

God, I’m more tired then I’ve ever been
But spewing frigid poems better than you and those winter winds
Begin again in spring
Welcome to paradise, where the songs are sung for thee

Welcome to paradise (2x)

Isn’t this paradise? (2x)

Welcome to paradise (5x)

Paradiso (Arctic Monkeys - Do I Wanna Know REMIX)

Water (prod. by P.SOUL)

penning my opinions in these digital drafts
putting dents in villains blueprints, egos and masks
hero vessel ventured out, last of the lads
solace in seclusion, recluse recording lab

this wasn't what I intended, yet the fruits of labors last 
holes in palms writing psalms, better watch my math 
tone tuned for finer linings linked along the echelons
running verbs I vent as they fucking echo on 

you're fake quotes and poems
so deep in your own shallow end you really think you know us
honing through the low end, know this era never ends
Ever pissing greatness while you struggle with your passions

yuh, talking silent phone dialings 
absolute dealings, sith gang nihilists
blood stained visor via hype beasts buying this
preme and pristine, no Icarus is denying this

And you know how it goes
And you know they come in droves
Imprinted on the mold
Sealed with a kiss on your tomb from a rose

omg, I got bakas in balaclavas
cold shoulder equipped, winter for a novice
churn rap novels out with no no problems 
bar for bar xanny verse, keep a track nauseous

cautious, cause this shit ain't what they taught us
world will fuck over and deny you due process 
but my buffs proc, see a dub without losses
pouring over porridge for you bums with a faucet 

wedjet eye flourishing, horrid like a Horus is
breaking bitches egos like I went and shoved in Adams ribs
I'll show you where the God lives
one time for the Glassy brother ballin' in the fortresses

Daft from the fire flame, hell scorched southern wave
Producing sweet tea needed for a humid Florida day
Floors paved, every brick layered for my shoe step
And spit cleaned to glean off the tears son Jesus wept


01 (beat by P.SOUL)

I'M BACK
MORE COMING SOON
TWITTER:
YDH - @2kDaft
DW - @Dead_whip

1. YourDaftHero - The World (prod. by DeadWhip)

I can’t feel my face, no dreams to chase
I don’t feel like I was chosen

Wrong time and place, in my emo phase
Don’t feel my heart, I think it’s frozen (2x)

Not one for talking but relish rap taunting
B&E pilfer loot in palm to get in pawned in
Hock & spit stupid rhetoric with no dead end
Daft devil deemed to raise hell and storm heaven

Pocket knife with 6 notches in hand
I’m typing a tome of spells for supply & demand
My phone’s the Necronomicon, digital phenomenon 
Oil oozing orifice in blood bathed Babylon 

Upper echelon, upper hand, uppers popped
Caffeine in my system, feeling anxious, dripping snot
Pooled it together in the pot, whipping
BasedGod, Bible Black, late adult swimming 

These them hellion tunes
The annual death toll rising typhoon
Typing on the telephone keeps you kids rude
But sooner or later death will @ you soon

You feel me?

I can’t feel my face, no dreams to chase
I don’t feel like I was chosen

Wrong time and place, in my emo phase
Don’t feel my heart, I think it’s frozen (2x)

I’mma wake up dead Waco
Wilding like Koresh, demonio blanco 
Burning sensation, 7th seal halo
Liquidate the opps, my phonetics on fuego 

Pessimistic to the end, yeah I know that
Rowdy when I reap on the beat, yeah I sow that
Scow in the Gulf off the waves, where the flow at?
Laying groundwork for success, where the hoes at?

I’m Uther Pendragon when my pens dragging 
On the manuscripts, ink & wand magic flicks
Speak into fruition the fortune that I imagine
A crusade to turn bronze, silver and gold to star platinum 

Daft the dismal MC, protag prodigy
With the shits, with the weebs, hell yeah probably 
Speak up ya simpleton, hmm whatcha say?
Didn’t have to use my quirk, quests today’s a good

YourDaftHero

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