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Art of War

solar winds 太陽

DoesntRingABell

No Way Out w/ RAMIREZ [Prod. Tacet, Jared Rose, Osirus]

my links:
bit.ly/3FwsMQr

mavo:
https://soundcloud.com/mavopills

[spotify]

trees & mavo - safe to say

FAILURE [prod. by FOREIGN VU]

Final Bout (Feat. REPTILIAN GOD MANA)

much love to the homie BAMBOON for producing such fire. Be sure to follow him everywhere as well as SLACK. Like Comment Repost you already know.

YOUNG SLACK
@thereal_young_slacc
https://soundcloud.com/slack-engels
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCdcecK_L3g25xh8T7sFcuDw

NØTHIN MATTERS
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC6hf_6Y_SE2wZ-oHihCwvYw
@cl0wny.n0thin @mullaxul @n0thinmatters (ig) @n0thin_matters (twitter)

BAMBOON
@bamboonisdead (ig) @bamboonski (twitter)
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCtUultJ9S6MviPuTmX-g0IA

LYRICS

CL0WNY
Im
Different than the rest
No wonder they stare at the way that i dress
Dont need to impress
Just need to ascend to descend to my death
Why i aint savin breath on these tracks i invest in etch my flesh
Pull out my hair hope you think of me less
Aint here to make friends
While im here ill progress with evil in my head
Stuck constructing corrupting the game 
With all of my messages left unsaid
Undead motha fucka a mess
He dissects his tendons in the mirrors reflection
Said fuck resurrection ill stay in the depths
Never know my intentions intend to project
Dont care boutta mention attend to the set
Sometimes cant make attendance it makes me upset
Shout out homies out west shit i still havent slept

OLD HOUSE
I turned my back and walked away 
Like it never even happened 
I’ll stop to think time to time if I’m even breathing 
I try to sleep until it’s late
I stay awake til the next day 
Im takin sleeping pills
It help me feel less 
I got these xs on my hands 
I think no less of what I did 
I’m fucking smokin til I’m dead 
Im fuckin sick it’s in my head 
I put that on the family 
And all who’ve gotten close to me

SLACK
i changed alot
You call me a monster based on the mufuckin fangs i got
Cuz i slang alot
Cuz i bang alot
I put drugs inside my veins alot
Cuz the pain i got is so deep
But tell me lil baby who fuckin with me
Disgusting as fuck cuz i come from the streets
Where they sell they soul and they sell it for cheap
They might sell it to Satan or sell it to me
Might sell it for heron might sell it to tweek
Might keep it for years just to losin it dreamin
And i hope that my babies they stupid as me
If they stupid as me boy then they got it comin
3 years and countin im still fuckin runnin
Like my name is Forest and im steady comping 
They think that im deaf cuz they cant tell me nothin
Advanced for a youngin they still call me slack
Yes ima felon i still pull the strap
Still bust ya ass if you tryna scrap
And ill still cut u off if you turn to a rat
No i cant fuck with that
I had enough of that
I spill blood for that
Where i stay at
Came up for grabs
Me and NØTHIN MATTERS
We fuckin splatter your brain back
Keep comin back
If you comin back
Then you comin back to replay that
Came up for grabs 
Me and NØTHIN MATTERS
We fuckin splatter your brain back
Like woah
Cant seperate from my bros
And i put that shit on my soul
Cuz they was with me in the cold
And i know that theyll never fold

SEPULCHRAL II  ft. YOUNG SLACK (Prod. by BAMBOON)

lyrics:

Father forgive me for i have sinned
I put my wallet and my trust in you above all men
I cannot walk with sheep to the slaughter
but for a pound of leg quarters 
i slit the throat of brother abel
and buy Kane for tomorrow 
these niggas bitches not martyrs 
they say my time has been borrowed 
i crack the safe pull out the notes 
and buy some time for tomorrow 

I’m never the activist
but activate that moral slate and wipe the crumbs and watch them horns grow

don’t talk back my nigga
i speak facts my nigga
that bitch try me once more and she gets smacked my nigga
you can die with your brother 
you can die with your mother
your bitch can die of ovarian cancer raped in the gutter
i give no fucks what you utter
you niggas suck hope you suffer
that bitch was leeching off my presence 
now she cut like some butter
I make more money than you
I fuck more bitches than you
I got more problems than you
I got more trauma than you

Pity parties get rained on we moving forward
see that 130 on the dash 93 gas and its money towards
the spot then im pulling out like celtic swords
i kiss money not bitches and finger fuck the rim of the cup when i win awards
its really rough i never bluff im popping off you hold a burning dick just popping sores

please don’t compare us
im a better rapper than whoever i rapped with
 im windows XP you a blue screen that’s filled with errors 
im from a different era
past present and future
taught by pain my only tutor
im my only shooter

i regret being friendly with niggas that’s like a life lived off endless bloopers

i social distance from all of the fuck shit
no mask, could give a fuck if your granny gone catch a cough hoe
think shit sweet you diabetic
three slugs you pouring blood
my finger sweaty this glock is a diuretic 
if i aint tweet it i never said it
it aint recorded i never did it
you super pussy go back to reddit
winnie the pooh told me put my foot on these niggas necks like george floyd to boost my social credit

FROM JESUS TO JUDAS

SAMPLE: Bexey "Suitcase" (acoustic clip off yt)
COVERART: Elizabeth Gonzalez

i wake up dead inside i felt the same way 
yesterday. ill find a light to lead me to the right change 
every morning wake up more defeated than the last day 
losing hope and patience in this battle the pain won’t go away
i can’t look you in the face and tell you how I’m giving up
fuck me up 
run away from truth by getting black out drunk
what the fuck 
i try my hardest just to move along 
the weight inside my chest feels like i can’t keep going on
and when I’m gone you gotta you remember 
what i told u in that song that I wrote back in december 
my memory will fade if you stay strong 
i think i know my fate but i hope I’m wrong
every night i dream way back to 2016 
suicide boys, X, ghoste, bumping with some lil peep
lil jeep in my ear with some big dreams 
but the worst pain of all’s when its out your fucking reach
and breathe
if it didn’t work once try again 
if it didn’t work twice try again
give up on plan b and go back to plan a
questioning choices, I think i made a mistake
questioning who i surround myself with to this day 
thinking about the time I’ve wasted on the times i wait 
on some excess that i don’t need 
dead weight 
on my own 
got no home 
got a fresh slate 
living my life all alone fuck all you fuckers  I’m alive but i feel like a dead motherfucker 
ima ghost who i know then disappear 
out this world let go of all of my fears 
i know
I’m on another road 
but plan a didn’t work back in 2015 so why the fuck do i think it’ll work this week  
i wake up dead inside i felt the same way 
yesterday ill find a light to lead me to the right change 
every morning wake up more defeated than the last day 
losing hope and patience in this battle the pain won’t go away
i can’t lie to you 
I’m uncertain of the future and our times they flew 
whether I’m here or not i hope you find that happiness
I’m sorry that i never open up
with you its bliss but bliss is something that i miss
feeling it on my own is something that i strive for 
given up today: no i got something i’ll live for
to the ones i love just know that I am very sorry 
i know my reason will soon fade and ill be gone by tomorrow

solar winds 太陽

Yung Banshee

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