MIA, I been missing you can’t get no ETA

Come off cold to strangers, man I hope the feeling ricochet

It’s a drag, tryna pretend like I really feel a way

Comin off the hinges, then I repeat do it every day



Zuko a conspiracy like everything, this might be the last time that you hear the name

Trippin off some shit and lately ion really feel a thing

Looking for a way out of this shit is how I entertain 

Stepping wit my ten toes down, bitch I’m up 

But I never really come around, give a fuck

How you feeling but I know that sound, it’s a front 

And I don’t know if I can amount, it ain’t luck

I been getting pissed, everything around me getting heavy and I ain’t too good with coping, all these problems need a list 

Tryna write it down and relay all these notions in my head to make it better but I think I’m giving in I can’t resist 

Got ‘em all upset, I ain’t hard but I’m really a threat

Tidal wave in motion when I step out got ‘em wet

Pull up to yo set, bomba leave an impact that’s a bet

Nuke em all and leave it cuz I’m, cuz I’m 



MIA, I been missing you can’t get no ETA

Come off cold to strangers, man I hope the feeling ricochet

It’s a drag, tryna pretend like I really feel a way

Comin off the hinges, then I repeat do it every day



Psychokinetic just call me Mob

Slowly exorcising these demons I’m on the job 

Come around me no pressure you getting stomped out

I ain’t feeling no fear I tell ‘em that I’m on top now

And I’m still all in the loop, I wanna know I did it better than you fucking do

Keep it a buck I never try and lie to make a move

You tellin people that you hard and still can’t make it through, that shit ain’t nothing new

I see they ego is fragile, and they can’t handle confrontation 

But be talking all crazy and never give a demonstration 

Let me know if I ever come off like that so I can change it

Slow it down a bit, I need to see that you got patience

1, 2, on my p’s and q’s

Good, or bad it’s mine to choose

I can never lose

I can never

MIA [Prod. plucksunset]

Mr. Conway Twitty

Mr. Conway Twitty [Prod. saint urya]

Vendetta [Prod. larua]

bleach [ft. Skeev]

i been down on my luck, now i’m tryna get right
work all day ima work through the night
give a fuck bout you screaming fuck yo life
i ain’t worried bout shit, if you worried bout mine

if i said it in my lyrics then just know i really mean it
i can’t play pretend yo whole facade i really see it
been dodging all these people in my face they getting greedy
always asking me for favors when the fuck you really need me
i been fucked up, i’m geeked and out my mind don’t think i need no friends
tripping through the weekend ima fuck up end up here again
following the shadows on the ground and every night it ends
put that feeling in a capsule take that shit like medicine
feel like Shinichi, i’m not who i was before
parasytes inside me leave me bleeding leave me sore
if you pose a threat it’s action, i just can’t ignore
migi bite down, bloodbath this is gore
i don’t be very friendly, i do money talks
pullin up wit a limp, i hit the money walk
freeze frame, they look at me like the big dawg
i command respect i got this city up on big lock
big stock in me like i’m s&p
i might send militia to your residence that’s r.i.p
ripping through your tissue you can’t mend that wit no TLC
look like Arataka when i’m rollin wit my MOB
ain’t never been no bitch in me

LUCK

LYRICS:                                                                                                                                                            st-st-st Steady ridin dirty wit my homies round the town, blowin endo out the window better pass that shit around. Need another hit, I ain't really feelin it. You ain't neva caught no fuckin body you ain't killin shit. Ain't got time for no bitches, you got the game twisted, you say we ain't workin, big homies illiterate. Way that we spittin shit, do it deliberate. Seein the envy, you seein us runnin shit.  Break the bank and we clock out, nobody really notice we comin up and you don't amount. You get it how you livin, know mothafuckas who pray for clout. I put on for the city know one day I'll make my mama proud.                                                                                                                                         
                                                                                                                                  Oh lordy, he came back and snapped again. Already knew I'm sick, but now I'm slanging the medicine. Just gimme a minute and I can show you the business, I'm here for dollar incentive, you wanna compete well prove it then.        
                                                                                                                                      I accost any rapper out here thinkin that I'm not shit, [redacted] be the name say it right when you talkin. Day Nyne til the death, they gon write it on my coffin. Some people gotta work for it, some people out here jockin. Feel like Rock Lee when he threw them weights off, and I ain't stoppin til I'm on top. And we pay our dues and it's nonstop, so get the fuck up outta here you thinkin that you gotta spot. Bitch.

Gimme A Minute [Prod. Corpse]

Contradictions and Repetition (Wren's Song) [Prod. Gum$]

LYRICS:                                                                     Don't need a rollie on my wrist for them to talk about me. Don't gotta flex a cuban link for them to talk about me. Don't gotta do a fuckin thing for them to talk about me. But yet to see a challenger know they not fuckin wit me. ×2

Been a long time comin, swear I never really seent it happening. Always had the dream but now I'm really out here see me snappin. Sending shots, everytime I jump on wax like on my action. Ready set go, they miss they cue and bet we caught em lackin. Take you back to freshman year the homie Havx rippin it. Told me that he like the sound he heard when I would try to spit. Day Nyne done put me on and tell the truth I ain't know what I'd get. And now look where we at these mothafuckas on some other shit. I ain't scared, ain't no one that knowing that I been there. G'd up from my feet up I'm that young boy but I been player. No reason I should lie these mothafuckas they should know better. I ain't gonna front and say that I'm some fuckin trendsetter. Cuz I'm not tho. I cook like in the pot tho. Servin up some shit that make yo momma slap ya pops tho. I act like I'm on top tho. Rappers really not tho. I'm humble but still confident you know that's how it should go. 

Don't need a rollie on my wrist for them to talk about me. Don't gotta flex a cuban link for them to talk about me. Don't gotta do a fuckin thing for them to talk about me. But yet to see a challenger know they not fuckin wit me. ×2

Meticulous tendencies, mixing the remedies, holdin some weight on my shoulder. As I look around see familiar faces but realize they really don't know ya. I stick to myself, lonesome shit like it's stealth. Still they jockin my shit like some clones bruh. I don't need no one to tell me they down for me tho I can see thru them eyes huh. Starting to hate me, know that I'm crazy I'm trapped in illusions it's happening daily. Like what woulda happened if I ain't keep rappin, for better or worse, fear my judgment is hazy. Talkin my shit every time that I spit. Hit of acid and trip. No my mind ain't been lazy. Got me tweaking on shit that's designed to try keepin my mind clear and safe for the tv. Not easy, but still do. They flagged the ship that sailed you. You tryna spread the word but all that's left is walls, can't get thru. That's sad shit. But I'm not you. I told myself I can't lose. Still working on it day by day I wipe the dust off my shoes. Fuck the bullshit, mothafuckas put no fear in me. That hatred in yo heart make me believe I'm who you wanna be. I don't gotta front and act like someone they won't ever see. I'm bout real as it gets so you should know it ain't no stoppin me.

Chum Bucket [Prod. Kloudbeats]

LYRICS:                                                                         2 30, she in a hurry, don't put on makeup. She late for work she sleepin wit some dude don't wanna wake up. And I don't blame her this life you live it can be exhausting. Can't tell the difference between love and lust what is it costing? Her body is a temple, God took his time here. You deserve a man who won't make you cry but will wipe your tears. This some soft ass shit you must be special if I'm in my feels. Those eyes, them hips, your smile enough to strike me down if looks could kill. But she would hate me if she knew my story. No I ain't shit and I admit it do this shit so poorly. I like to fuck away the feelings she likes to ignore me. Put 2 and 2 together maybe this love shit ain't for me. It's not like I don't give a fuck, but I'm so back and forth inside my mind don't know what I want. I'm tryna move ahead wit you but it just seems like I'm stuck. I know you seein other dudes but I'm still fuckin wit you tough. So, let's just live in the now. You do ya thang and I'll do mine, baby how does that sound. I'd be a liar if I said that I don't want you around. I'm ready to get hurt again, how long can you hold it down? If the love just ain't there let me keep hittin it. We both adults so let's just not be over complicating shit. I can see it in your eye don't try and start no shit. Just close yo eyes and let me show you why we even started this. Pour you a drink baby pour me up 2. Let's vibe with each other, let's do what we do. No time for discussion let's act on these moves. I know your intentions and you know mine too. 

Sippin slow, ride it out. The taste of me still in yo mouth. I'm focused on my job and baby you just wanna pop it out. I'll never tell you no and that's the fucked up part. Make a decision know that pressure weighin on yo heart. What will it be?

This is not the time for second guessing. I really do not need no extra stressing. Keep it real with me don't ask me all these questions. We know each other, we aware of our intentions.

Intentions [Prod. HXDY]

Like That x Havx [Prod. Mystxry]

LYRICS: 

And I’m really in it now, all this time I spent just wishing for it. Had a lot of doubts up in my head but now they been distorted. Know a lot of people fake that shit, and I do not support it. Get it if you got it tho, I wonder if my work is showin. 

Spent a lot of time up in my head, I ain’t gonna lie dis shit get hard to fuckin balance with the rest. Took a couple trips and I see everything is coming, boy I’m blessed. I ain’t even worried bout no competition, beating on my chest. I’m that mothafucka rippin shit, I’m rolling off one, really lit. These snakes pretending that they really down to ride ain’t feelin it. Got enough shit on my plate that I still got some business wit. You wasn’t wit me starting, so by myself I will finish it. I be like fuck what you talkin bout, getting shit done, you can’t respond it’s cottonmouth. Been the same all along boy you can move around. Any place that I step into I’m showing out. Been the superior, I got em saying how? Now they feelin inferior, fuckin wit me rearrange your interior. Copy my steez and they still won’t be feeling you. I’m rare as a bitch bein faithful, and that’s the truth. 

I felt this way all along. I’m sorry it took so long. For everyone waiting for excellence, this is the day, yea the time has come (x2) 

Make sure my aim is right, I pull up making a scene. Me and my brothers searching for a come up, what will it be? I take another hit I’m feelin right, and so is my team. And then I see it very clearly where the fuck I should be. I’m on my own shit, beat a ho down wit my Deku, no full cowling. Only if I spit this toxin, will they really see what’s poppin. And I wanna know what’s good, don’t get it misunderstood. See my mental like a prison, can’t escape it wish I could. But now I’m sick wit this shit, like woah. When it get deep know them boys gon fold. I be living in the dark, like I sold my soul. Can’t escape it, then embrace it that’s what I been told. And it’s like that. I been known to kill opponents, if you wanna test it, know where I’m posted. If it ain’t moves then I’ll prolly be ghosting. Don’t matter what I’m doing you ain’t stopping this motion.

 They really can’t fuck wit the team. I’m rolling I’m poppin a bean. Whatever you sow, gonna reap. Ain’t nobody gon do it like it me. (x2)

Smooth wit it, boy my accolades is proof widdit, show me someone doin it like me I act a fool widdit. (x4)

Superior [Prod. KouZin]

LYRICS: 

Ion know who the fuck in the mirror anymore. Watch the glass break, like my silhouette it hit the floor. I be thinking hella reckless see my soul is feelin sore. Always lookin for excuses, leave my ego at the door. I can’t even go outside I’m feelin anxious. Paranoia, pacing back and forth I’m doing races. I don’t even recognize this vessel that I came with. Tell me that it’s getting better but I really hate this. How the fuck am I supposed to love you, when I feel the way I feel it’s like a burden and that’s true. What if everyone I hurt showed up and colors rain through. And all my demons came full circle, who they blaming? Guess who. Be remiss if I don’t talk about the way it lead me here. I’m kinda fucked up in the head I guess I’m here to make it clear. I call myself out y’all ain’t got to I just had to keep it real. If I lay judgment on myself it kinda takes away the fear. I hate the way I see myself in every negative I come across. Fuck it tho, I’m showin out cuz I can’t ever take a loss. Stay focused, on my shit that’s something you could never take away. Ain’t worried bout no dummy mothafucka they can’t take my place. Parachute then chase, and now I’m seein vivid, these pussy boys be feelin defeated. Just want my momma to see it. You comin close to the demon, look at me it’s distinctive. It’s fuck whoever you are I ain’t really one to talk wit.

Animals [Prod. Aquinas]

LYRICS: 

Ok I’m trapped inside illusions, who gon help me out today? I might pour me up some wok, I need the substance to sustain. Always trippin over shit I can’t control, stuck in the way. Could you spare a little piece of mind? It’s just some pocket change. (x2)

I been stressed more than I’m blessed. I’m well deserving of some rest. But if they ever catch me lackin, I could never be the best. My own emotions take a hold of me, I’m pilin up the stress. Fucked up livin, got me seeing vivid this some sort of test? I’m tired of callin myself out about some shit they ready know. So tell me what the fuck could you say that can make me feel more low? You can never hate me more than I do really how it go. I ain’t worried bout these pussies they persona like a show. You need to know that I don’t say nothin less I absolutely mean it. Call my bro and tell him that we the best, right now we undefeated. Yea I’m goin up to the top, don’t need no help, it is not needed. I can see through the facade you parade around you are not really a match for a literal demon. You lackin, bitch I been crackin, the seals off chakra had to tap in. To my reserve to show y’all I be snappin. I be packin, let it be known these fuck boys really cappin. I’m the captain, aye aye, so tell me what the fuck is happenin. I been around a couple a years. I had enough time to enstill them wit fear. They wanted the truth and now this what they hear. I’m tired of fucking around let’s get real. They say that they want it they lackin the passion. They just want the bucks they ain’t touching a fraction. Sayin some shit just to get a reaction. You ain’t gonna prove me wrong, law of attraction. And I’m tired of fuckin playin around watch me go super Saiyan. I could break in the back of yo home and go in alone bet you the chopper be sprayin. But I be chillin, I’m up on my business, if I let it out its gon kill the incentive. Don’t know how I’m feelin, be okay one second two seconds later be plotting my vengeance. Put that mask on, yellow tape around you ‘fore I leave. Need a crutch ho, get that pressure off so I can breathe. Tired of downing liquor I be sick so much I start to heave. Give me something, anything, these demons I face they can’t see.

Pocket Change [Prod. Red Lotus]

LYRICS:

Fax! I need help, this shit fucking up my health. Don’t know who’s around that’s actually fuckin down I’m by myself. My mind shattered, you can take a look inside if you compelled. So much weight to drag I feel it pulling on me from my belt. All the talk I hear them preaching, I’m uninterested it’s true. Got my own agenda, I ain’t really worried bout what you do. I can’t stand up face to face cuz little bitch I might swing thru. I can’t handle all these demons, fuck it take it out on you. 
Now that’s not very nice, I promise I’m not usually like this but. I’m just getting tired of pretending do that shit for what? I can’t help myself I might as well just fill me up a cup. And now I’m geeked and ignorant talk yo shit and I’m pulling up. Like damn, dassa plan. Shout out Snke, know where I stand. Got em stanning off my shit, I walk around like I’m the man. God of all the wild, hang around with nymphs I feel like Pan. Disregard my insecurities, if I feel hot I am. I might bleed on the inside but externally I’m Stain. Once I get a taste, immobilize you slay all of the fakes. I ain’t even want yo bitch but I still hit it anyway. She can’t get the phone right now, she washing nut from off her face. Ima bomb you, T S A R live from outerspace. I’m like Mr. Aizawa, all yo shit I just erase. Even when I’m fuckin up I still don’t let y’all keep the pace. You can’t help me, bitch I already succeed, just feel this way.

FAX! [Prod. Mystxry]

Blood Sugar [Prod. KouZin]

LYRICS:

Wassup? Bitch I said I’m on the way. Got em anxious waiting for it, really though what can I say? I'm just getting started, look like I’m the boss man fo today. Let em know, when I pull up I’m not leaving I’m gon stay. [x2]

I am on 10, feel like a Tennyson. Bitch who you better than? Really though, I am the man. That’s what I tell myself anyway, bitch you a featherweight. Say it again, I’ll spit the shit til I croak. Nothing to lose so you best understand. May be a novice I’m having you think I’m a veteran. 
Zuko the goat, walk up in yo hood and shut it down. Bet you gon choke, leave you gaggin love to hear the sound. You hos evoke, a whole new entity, when y’all come round. Ego look so fragile one wrong step we leave you in the ground. 
You must be zooted if you think you better than me, yea you rollin the bolo, that’s crack. You wack, lil rappers get at me cuz I want the smoke yea I’m back on my shit won’t hold back. Don’t care who be rockin with me said I’ll do it alone, all I need is a bitch and a pack. Feel like I’m Majin Buu, way I recover. Could never stay down lil bitch I’m a Mac. 
Oh god, how the hell kid get so hot? I might fuck around, incinerate, ain’t no debate. You could give it all that you got. Still come up short, I am the one who gon get it. Coming soon, gimme a minute. Watch how I elevate, something like All For One, fuck all the talk, drain the life out of all you bitches.

Wassup? Bitch I said I’m on the way. Got em anxious waiting for it, really though what can I say? I'm just getting started, look like I’m the boss man fo today. Let em know, when I pull up I’m not leaving I’m gon stay. [x2]

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