live our whole lives in these plastic cages,
family fun for everyone, slaves at all ages,
dont work on yourself work on your instagram pages,
im not antisocial just cant stand their faces,
prolly wont go postal cuz it comes in phases,

yeah, love this plastic world,
really gotta find me a plastic girl,
so fuck your mental health stack them racks and pearls

dont you really love this plastic world,
dony you really love this plastic world,
dont ever pop no acid, dont let it unfurl,
satisfaction from a hat trick in this plastic world,

dont you really love this plastic earth,
where possessions and subservience the only thing you worth,
where depression and your nervousness have been there since your birth,
where you spend your whole life workin just to buy yourself a hearse,

where the police always lurkin tryna fill they own purse,
where you fear the time you clock in yeah you hate to go to work,
where everybody always hurtin everybody feel the curse,
you really gotta love this plastic earth

plastic cages [PROD. HICARTEL]

mixing is for nerds
i made this beat when i was 15 might as well put it to use

disheveled

soundcloud wack so i can only upload my half, fuck copyright

bitch im sippin tea up in yo hood whats the word,
teeth on the curb,
man you act like you aint heard,

i don't deal in eights i deal in thirds,
open her up her pussy and it purs,
ima fit my airforce with some spurs,

we stackin bread while you run around,
we keep the piece keep a gun around,
got a new choppa it came wit a hunnid round,
fuck with my set and you know we gon gun you down,

you piss me off im hunt you down,
let that thing ring at like any sound,
im feelin bad cause im punchin down,
betta watch out i got shooters in every town,
a
got your bitch transfixed to my dick like a cockring,
piece of fuckin shit, to my grave, never stopping
if i acid trip its like 800 that im dropping,
santa with that shit wake up to bricks up in my stocking,

bitch im sippin tea in yo hood what the fuck is up,
i lure him to that alley then drain his blood into my double cup,
pray for any loser try to fuck with us,
i aint a human being, im devil made, im a homonculus

man you bitch made... falling for them succubus,
im with yo bitch mane, and you know she gonna suck me up,
3 grams with the dusty now i know thats gonna fuck me up,
you lackin gettin rusty you dont really want no 1 v 1

watch his eyes fade,
lately left the glock at home i been rollin with the blade,
i been stayin in the shadows so i dont ever feel ur shade,
mixin coke with the k,
move them setbacks out the way,
it dont matter if she text back ima get it anyway,

sippin tea - remix

hol up, sit back,
this the type shit that gonna cause a heart attack,
ima hit it from the back,
quick maths,
mix coke with the soda in my kitchen it make crack,
all you pussies wack,
you aint never hold a mac, you aint never hold a pistol, you aint never hold a gat
if they ever sending missiles we gon send em right back,
and if that pussy got an issue we gon do em like that,

they gettin mad what im sellin,
i dodged the charge so i am not a felon, 
though i should be a felon,
thighs so thick yeah she could crush a melon,
ww2 how im shellin,

stuck in my mind,
i just been stuck on the grind,
i just been plotting these crimes,
i just been playin both sides,
i just been cuttin these lines,
i been losin my mind

hol up, sit back,
this the type shit that gonna cause a heart attack,
ima hit it from the back,
quick maths,
mix coke with the soda in my kitchen it make crack,
all you pussies wack,
you aint never hold a mac, you aint never hold a pistol, you aint never hold a gat
if they ever sending missiles we gon send em right back,
and if that pussy got an issue we gon do em like that,

like that [prod. triplesixdelete]

STOPPED TRUSTING SHIT CAUSE MOTHER LIED,
AND I QUIT THEM OC 30S CAUSE HOMIE DIED,
AND IM ALWAYS FEELIN DIRTY I DONT GO OUTSIDE,
I DONT GO OUTSIDE,

SLOWED DOWN ON CRIME CUZ I WAS CAUGHT AND TRIED
STILL FEEL GOOD CUZ ON THE STAND I LIED,
BENEATH THE VENEER WERE ALL DEAD INSIDE,
SIT BY AND LET TIME FLY BY ALL BECAUSE WE

GOT NO FUTURE,
PLAYIN WITH OUR LIVES,
GONNA NEED FUCKIN SUTURES,
PLAYIN WITH KNIVES,
I CANT WAIT FOR THE REST OF OUR LIVES,
SHOPPING LINES, CHECK IN TIMES, SPARE DIMES, LESS CRIME,
WHOLE LOTTA LESS TIME
(X2)

NO FUTURE (prod. triplesixdelete)

pot holes in my living room,
9 mil holes in my front window,
tendons and sinew strapped in the loom,
winter turned her too a widow,

i hear voices at night no i aint trippin,
been treating dope like penicillin,
no feelings,
im getting sick all of these chrome dealins,
body and soul for a few shillins,

said my dreams were violent no joke,
every night i see my fingers deep in eyes and throats,
got worried bout the others so i put up a moat,
a deep river of drink drugs and dope,

i crawl through the alley, slime oozin,
we aint got the will or the time to stop boozin,
just take a few lines keep movin,
that pain in your liver and mind an illusion,

dont lose faith dont lose focus,
it can all change with a hocus pocus,
they aint never tell the truth its bogus,
you gotta avoid the group, if you aint a locust,

you feel? gotta stay independent,
two months late when i get the rent in,
dressed up in all black jc denton,
never go quietly when they serve the sentence,
never go quietly when they serve the sentence.

never go quietly (re-mastered)

plunderphonics. from my upcoming debut mixtape. CoQ/Freehold games if you ever somehow see this contact me ala copyright. im drunk

verse(1:30):
where were you at when god left,
its all an apparition,
i was in the sewers when i lost it,
achilles deep in the drainage,
all discourse is false prophets,
a morsel of recollection i covet,
consequences of a bad conception,
really thought i was above it,
where were you at when god left,
my dry cracked fingers reach towards fiction,
but you never find it,
all efforts towards the end of perception,
you just get blindness,
black figures hover idly in the corners of my vision,
hold fast,
no need for thought or divination,
its all just an apparition,
keep your eyes straight when traversing the labyrinth,
wait until the sedatives kick in,
just a constant process of division,
a suspended tree branching towards confusion, 
where were you at when god left,
black mold juxtaposing sickly green tile,
the warm terror of half remembrance,
clouds of grime float aimlessly on the surface of my yellow bile,
said they dont know what the condition is,
light means you only see the past,
akward predicament,
where was i at when god left,
its all an apparition

Zorothustra

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