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[HOOK]
Relax your muscles this distraction’s just a couple minutes
In fact I think you're fucked right after cause it's back to business
So let's kick back and crack a pack a six to blur your vision
And rap with acid flows I'm askin if they even listen
[VERSE 1 - PC Pete]
I seen better days
Better blaze in a daze how I stay when I get away
Least I got bowl and I ate off a dinner plate
You know they say it’s the little things
Have a drink gotta celebrate
Little rock out the cellophane
Little talk bout some little things
It ain't rained in a month imma go insane
Little blunt fuck it make it big
Cause it’s love but you know that love always taking hits
Hits out the blunt getting vapor lit
Lit for a month outta paper shit
Shit I been drunk since a baby kid
Bitch say it’s love but my baby left
Fifth fifth of the month I’m just breaking in my liver
Live it up while you living
I give a fuck if you wit it I’m tryna make it big
No I’m not
I’m just tryna find my fucking wallet while I’m dodging cops
How many xanny in my pocket bitch I done forgot
How many xannys are you popping just to stop the thoughts
Bout a boatload
I see the waves crashing in hope you float bro
How many ways can you fuck ask my coke hoes
Dope nose froze in the snow living so cold
D LO in the know I love no hoe
I’m a wolf in a wolves clothes
On the roof burning woods slow
But I bet I’m in a wool sweater letterman
Getting head again
Damn she let him in? Duh bitch I’m a motherfucking veteran
With a head full of sedatives
And it is what I said it is
[HOOK]
[VERSE 2 - miles powers]
Ten till three CD in the works
Read read too far in the words
If it all works fuck it
I ain't dream dream dream nothing
I ain't sleep sleep I ain't need this
Knee deep on the creep creep man I bleed this
All too conceited
Crawlin depleted
Solve with a call from the homies
Rhymes from the dome piece
Lying if I don't say I don't need nothin
Lines in row get the blow insufflate
I ain't bluffin way to far sufferin
Puffin this J and I'm koolaid sippin
Bluray rippin I be too far trippin
Large roots
'Bove ground
When I come round
Leave em dumbfound
As a gun sound
In the white suburbs
Write with the sight of a love bird
Write with the depth of a sunburn
Ay
Tryna fit it get it all in one word
Ay
I admit it all in one verse
Ay
One song too long move along it's a new day
Gotta spit a new way
Ain't yall trouble man better prove then
Eight ball couple grams get it movin
Involved in a plan of improvement
Ain't solve with a trance but it's soothin
[HOOK]
[VERSE 3 - Cloud Mac]
I was born in the black light,
Never looking back, never gonna think twice,
I’m nice on the mic when I describe right
Pull into the fight like, yo.
But sometimes I struggle to write it all up,
The brain comes in with the Yip Man block, yeah,
The hands move around and around on the clock,
The plans break down, down, down in the spot.
And everybody needs a little help sometimes - sometimes,
I like to -
Get a little jolly and puff some pines, some pines, some pines.
And if that don’t work then I’ll try something else,
TV on silent the image just melts.
Black and white romance until it is felt,
Attacking my trance up until it dispels.
And when that don’t work I go out with my friends,
Do something stupid that we can’t defend,
Depends, we got, the time, to spend.
I got, some lies, that I, will spread.
And after it all I go back to my house,
Get to my mic and then get it all out,
Back to business got to get all this clout, yeah.
You just learned all bout the cloud.
[HOOK X 2]
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[HOOK]
You bring the liquor and I’ll bring the ice
Get the right angle, right shot and it’s movie night
You got the vision and I’ve got the spice
..And you’re looking so nice
I really want it all, really want it all
Show me how to ball, show me how to ball yea
Play with the demons you’re gonna get singed
Love pleasure so much it’s gon do me in
[VERSE 1]
Love your life and live your life with reason
Hug your wife be mr. Right I'm teasin
Live in this second in secular dreams
Killin the record irregular means
Wreckin it clean
Checkin to see
Yea
Reflective
Every millisecond realest steppin illest reppin feel this revin engine ready
Heart heavy caught every malady
Rock every melody
Embellish me again
Hellish when I bleed the pen
Acetaminophen I met her in the bathroom
Led her to the backroom
Bet I made that back move
..loopin the tune
Improving improving I'm proving it's true
Assume that I'm human as human as you
Looming in rooms
Luminous two minute view
..Slow it down light it up
So profound might erupt
I'm just fuckin with your suckas cause it's luck right?
Right? So fuck practice like I'm Iverson
I just been the hottest in this city so they hollerin
[HOOK]
[VERSE 2]
It's hard to swim in a city of concrete
Insidious on beat
Sit pretty as long beach
Is it wrong to breach topics of the heart
While she top me in the park
She can't stop me I'm a shark yo
Meet me after dark hoe
Why you gotta talk slow?
My mind in fast forward
Never dwell on past roads
Key for the latch
Keys from the batch
Kief and the hash
Plastered in fact pass the piece back
I'll show how to ball
Stumble tumble down and fall
Mumble bumble words
See I'm humble under all that
Still I'm all that
Bet she call back
Keep it close to the vest cardiac where the party at?
[HOOK]
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Papi (prod. sugiwa)
01:15
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[HOOK]
Bet I spit game like it’s evident
Bet I got flame like it never end
Bet I make it rain like it never been
Never been never been never been never been
Bet I spit game like it’s evident
Bet I got flame like it never end
Bet I make it rain like it never been
Never been
Never been
[VERSE]
What they ever seen but you missed tho
What is evergreen to a crystal
What a clever mind but some hysteria
When this bitch bury ya
Bet it scarier
Area code relocated
Area hoes is so jaded
Carrier phones is so shady
Posted grossin daily
Grippin 80 proof
Bitch I bang in the booth
When I aim better move too true
Wanna hang with the dude who's you?
Bruise threw crews
While I blow those fume
Man I bulldoze goons make room
..Take ques yall fake moves and play soft
Made off like I’m Madoff
Never laid off like I'm Adolf
Maybe k dot little aesop
Bitch it paid off
The hours I put in
Get some weight loss like ounces movin
Spit it based god my sound is foolin
Get erased dog when the base start in
Pull ace my card then get to a-ssaultin
Get a taste my friend as I waste yall men
Waist all thin and her face all that
Fall back imma tall cat not a mall rat
[HOOK]
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This pill gon be the death of me
This bitch gon be my ecstasy
The recipe for yes we did it
Sedatives a mind acquitted
Mind the way you flip it
Flippers caught in cuffs so fill my cup
Might erupt off finest wine
The finest dime will swallow up
Explicit with it
Dismissive living
Beer flat my ears ring
I’m the real thing
Freak on the beat bet I eat when I be me
Leap from my seat better peep on the CD
Do your duty and salute
Fool me once I’m too astute for second times
You ride the pine a line’ll set my state of mind
Life of worthy crime is like a virtue of its own kind
Pop empathogens
Fast as I can swallow them
A metropolitan that tend to wallow in it all
..Sorry hard to follow
Part of my heart in a bottle
It’s half empty now and this cough it be foul
Emancipate my mind state
A master never rhyme late
And toast em with the rhetoric
Go postal like he federate
Sentiment is bent
Sentient so I see straight
Relay the truth but no one listening these days
Prepaid for wack shit
Fractious tactics
Fuck your
Flaccid faction that’s actin drastic
Well practiced tactless rap spitter
Spastic deliver magic make em retract and quiver when I pull triggers
(Metaphorical of course)
And the days go by like I’ve lost em
And the leaves turn dry after blossom
Caged but I’m carefree
Pray that you dare me
Cause motherfuckers doubt it
But there ain’t no luck about it
The days go by like I’ve lost em
The leaves turn dry after blossom
Caged but I’m carefree
Pray that you dare me
Cause motherfuckers doubt it
But there ain’t no luck about it
Cause motherfuckers doubt it
But there ain’t no luck about it
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[VERSE 1 - PC Pete]
I need a lobotomy
Chillin out with the cheetahs n different species a hipopotamy
Jungle driven I’m tripping up off a lota E
Tunnel vision, I’m on a trip just like the odyssey
Normative oddity
Formative thoughts a be splitting up on the floor
Just like some broken pottery
Pick up the pieces
Stick to the thesis
But I haven’t written a paper since bush was in office
And dick n him did some treason
Burning the towers down
I guess that they’re indifferent to screaming
..I’m a master procrastinator
First to be last but last can be later
Flunked out of math with a phone and a calculator
Selling a sack I’ll give you dro and I’m out the door
And If the benjies low I’ll never know
I always count it later
[HOOK]
Never thought I'd live to 20
Tell the police come and get me
If I make it till I'm 21
I be rappin till I'm fifty
Swiftly spit
Schwifty shit
Sippin this man I flip a switch
Fifty hits I'm trippin bitch
Bitch it's always 56
[VERSE 2 - miles powers]
Disseminate verbal lemonade I eliminate
Clematis yea I been away
Presidents for my dinner date
I been verbatim innovative in state of stasis
It’s all dust to dust pass the dutch then I ash this
Asses in seats
My battery leaks
A matter of weeks
Back to apathy happily
Self-estacaded rappin this
Make a slap for my rap release
Take a crap while I’m twackin b
Take a bath in promethazine
..Take a fuckin beauty nap
Her booty clap no food for rap
I rap for food I’m glad I do
Go chew on that go chatter too I’m mad you
Batter swing and batter miss
I had risk my free time
What a sacrifice
Aimin for the top I beeline
[HOOK]
[VERSE 3 - PC Pete]
I’m with some antelopes dosing analogue isotopes
Ancient animals speaking on secrets
Wouldn’t you like to know
But I keep em coveted dripping in wisdom I’m covered in
Whispering shit to my cudis that flipping the script of discovery
Filling my script at the pharmacy
In the description they say they’re meant to keep myself from killing or harming me
Still at the party g
6 in the morning probably
Sick from the 30 shots and all this pot has gotta be cloggin my arteries
Hard to be partisan part of me’s dead on the scene
And there’s part of me partyin partyin partyin partyin
[HOOK]
[VERSE 4 - miles powers]
Scribbling imminent
Swimming in liquor go figure
I'm sick as system they send em to or a cigarette
Take your pick I'm belligerent
Little bit inconsiderate
Play the field where the fiddle at
Shit on rap while you piddle that
On beat as an officer
Often seen where profits are
Prophecies or the hottest car
Artistry you can't top this shit
I proceed with my five percent
Fuck the labels I'm opposite
Try and put a name to this
Aim for lists that's dangerous
Tupac and that biggie
That big l and that fitty
Ya bitch gettin with me
Ya BITCH gettin with me
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Trippy visions
Switch to mission
Switch to doggy
Mind is foggy
Droppin bombs like Nagasaki
Socrates this just my hobby
Wobbly walkin
Yall be talkin
I ain't even listen
I be at a distance
Man you do you but shoo shoo shoo cause I don't fuck with dat
Bump till the base go out
Bump till the place go wild
Fuck till her braids come out
Duck when they trace local
Stuck with the ace card now
Can't complain really
Can't sustain still he stand where he stand with the band billis
Man silly me
Cancers to beats
Ass in the seats
Passin the reef
Passin the reef but you can't get that
Askin to beef and you CAN get that
Can rip rap and I rip SIM cards so lawless
Nod to the beat I'm an artist
All depends what this author pens
Odds and ends all fit together
Flip.. zips forever
Spit spit spit this shit clever
I switch switch switch with the flow
And the weed that I blow
Proceed with the show got sleep no no
Need mo dough and a kilo doe low fee when I sold these
No trees only rollies
Lowkey with the police
I proceed with the conquest
Let me speak let me confess
What I be kinda complex
Just a big mess
Memories plus the weed burning trees like it august
But it’s all lit
Hit the lead better fall in
Bitch I’m back on a binge in the back with your bitch with the cat in the cat smoking crack with the grinch
Fuck christmas
Fuck this shit
Got the flow on the fritz and your hoe doing sprints running distance
This dick on her mind like a line of the yay yip yip lil bitch get with this
Lift bricks no assistance
666 on her tits and she thick like a biscuit
God damn somebody come get me
Cause I been on the broke and I been but a fiend
But the scenes rearrange like the leaves on a tree
And I see what I see but I been around the bend
But the bender never end
If you been up in my head then you better bring a friend
Bitch you better bring the pills
I’m fucking doctor seuss If I done popped a few
I got the greens the reds and fucking molly too
And I’m gone need some head and you best swallow too
I hope your feeling blessed if I done talked to you
I’m in a new dimension like I’m doctor who
I’m on a master plan like fucking doctor doom,
And you will never getcha bitch back
Even when I’m done with the fun on the run and I ditch that
At least you got a room full of stuff call em knickknacks
Good luck with your love while I kickback
I’m just a
Xanny poppin alprazolam alcoholic
The pills in the pocket make it look like my pants are bedazzled
Valium battling thoughts I ain't wanting while I amble through ambiens anals
Bumps looking big as the humps on a camel biiitch
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This that gold shit
Back to the old shit
Packin mad bowls to control all the bullshit
Boastin no co-writtens
Never known bitten words
Yea I been immersed
It’s a curse
Can’t end a verse
Aim for the head don’t miss me
Same for the rest go grizzly
It’s remy and the henny in me
I’m a man of many luxuries
As such I cease
My touch disease
Must decree
There’s much to me
You don’t know
Never have never will
You can’t flow
Never had clever skill
Your kinfolk
Better get with the real
I’m equipped with a spiel
That grip throats to kill
This close to kneelin ‘fore God
I tell you no lies
Eloquent rise
An elephant room is small sized
All eyes on me
Alchemize the beat
I could to rise to meet
Any enemy
Every letter be
Embodied efficacy
I body effortlessly
Ain’t give an f in this b
So get a ref in this league
Weapons increase
I’m reppin these
Ill remedies
Still bendin these
Trees like Yosemite
O bet I be levitating off amphetamines
Daddy had a better dream
Offa mad ketamine
Ever seen a white boy rep it like this
Steppin right quick like Mr. Slick Rick
...that’s right I spits this shit sick bitch
...aight, letmegetitrealquick
Ain’t much time left
That’s just a mindset
Why are ya eyes red
That’s what tobias said
I said
I ain’t been cryin I been smokin heavy
Usually not toker anyway I gotta go to denny’s
All my pennies from this rappin never paid the rent or nothin like that
Plus them fuckers took my fuckin bike off the bike rack
Sidetracked
Let me right back
To these golden fluffy light stacks need a bite STAT
And that’s that
And pass that
Ask where the grass at
Hash need a hazmat
Ass bet I clap that
Dash if her ass flat doe
And that’s that
And pass that
Ask where the grass at
Hash need a hazmat
Ass bet I clap that
Dash if her ass flat doe
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8. |
No Words (prod. AJMW)
02:18
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[VERSE 1]
Not ambitious for riches
Ain’t got them vicious intentions
Not an itch for the bitches
I’m talkin visions of legends
Got a mission attrition is fixin my tension
Lotta decisions decisions don’t mention don’t mention
Dimensions I tell of I fell in I dwell in
This felon is sellin his art if it’s sold
Soul for his art
Cold as cacophonous bars he caught in his heart
Pardon my start from the bottom like sodomy
Part of me need a lobotomy part of me not
The part of me that not
Feed on hobbies properly sought
The other part I got is what mental poverty brought
God I miss bottomless pots of coffee
Coughin through harmonies
Now coffins are callin me
Probably I’m so foul cause my father mistaught
Need property in socal where the autumn is hot
I believe my profile gon poppin a lot
I stop and I start
But soon I’m gon be the top of the chart
[HOOK X 2]
No words
..To describe it
Those words
..Get em vibin
No urge
..No thrivin
Those urges aloe the curses
[VERSE 2]
Imma man of admission I tell it all when I speak
I could vanish my wishes if it advantages me
Couple manic addictions and damn the damage the real
I could plan my convictions but still fictitious they feel
I ain’t fit for the field I’m fit to kill man I rip it ill
Some grip the steel
I steal and shatter mics
Add it twice ain’t no alibis when my talents rise
Batted eyes with baddest dames
Made the fattest claims
Acid dosin mappin lanes
Ask for notes my math attains
After pain is sunshine this one mind in one rhyme
Unwind she dumb fine
I lay back and slay that
I made this
I made those
I made that
I ain’t made it yet doe
Ain’t no need to fret doe
I could even let go..
I could even let go..
Let go..
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