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Lost Thoughts

by The Thought

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Stubble ft. Zensoul 04:19
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It's just some boom bap You can sit and wonder "how they do that?" Cut my shit to stubble but it grew back Lightning over thunder if you knew Jack, ooh snap Boom bap You can sit and wonder "how they do that?" Cut my shit to stubble but it grew back Lightning over thunder if you knew Jack, but too bad I been scraping shit together Started at a deficit but hanging by a tether And I've never had it better than the present day Fangs out for the debtors tryna sever my pay Who's that playing with the lever that decides where I go? Hope you brace yourself for Trevor's tires, slide in the snow Help the snideness to slow, those doubting highest of flows Not to gloat, but go retire and we'll light up the show I'll throw Matthias in the Lion's Den, call some firemen By time they arriving, he's been grinded down to vitamins Sorry for the violence! But the war that we've been fighting Won't be won without the slightest bit of dying men When the current is in history books Well it sure does look like the work of mystery crooks now But we learning who took us for easy bishops and rooks Go fetch a bucket from the brook before we burn the hook down It's just some boom bap You can sit and wonder "how they do that?" Cut my shit to stubble but it grew back Lightning over thunder if you knew Jack, ooh snap Boom bap You can sit and wonder "how they do that?" Cut my shit to stubble but it grew back Lightning over thunder if you knew Jack, but too bad Life's too short to be stuck in survival mode There has to be another way, I won't stop 'til I find the road Someone understand, like you speaking some type of code This is for the child who had to carry the entire load Where the lies at? You can't deny facts In a never-ending timelapse, like Samurai Jack Got cousins didn't come back from the trip to Iraq And the ones that did come back are wishing for their lives back How people feel about each other has nothing to do with me That changed when someone said "how would you feel if you were me?" Truthfully, I'm a reflection of my community If we can't rise above ourselves then there will be no unity Looks like where we're headed, there won't be no you and me If you stop depositing excuses, see what you could be BLAQKNOIZ snapping like poets doing a slam set Mad flex, I'm not even who I am, yet It's just some boom bap You can sit and wonder "how they do that?" Cut my shit to stubble but it grew back Lightning over thunder if you knew Jack, ooh snap Boom bap You can sit and wonder "how they do that?" Cut my shit to stubble but it grew back Lightning over thunder if you knew Jack, but too bad Said "I move", but they judging me, budget, it's no budging me My budgeting be like buck fifties, I'm 50 Cent shy of G-Units But still a thousand like some G units But nobody could dilute it, in due to the theme music This is what I gotta… or what I gotta do Like when I gotta do, like a style that's not in due time For most of us holding what's not in lieu Retrievers not as golden for topics that's taught in school I print cess, you princess They pimp hoes, I flip checks Chaka Khan with Shaka on, I'm Prince-set For every bench-mark, I surely will bench-press With Semtex, it's like a tricky collage I'd rather bump Bahamadia before Nicki Minaj In an itty bitty garage out in Sicily, Prague With this canal from a symphony, the City of God It's just some boom bap You can sit and wonder "how they do that?" Cut my shit to stubble but it grew back Lightning over thunder if you knew Jack, ooh snap Boom bap You can sit and wonder "how they do that?" Cut my shit to stubble but it grew back Lightning over thunder if you knew Jack, but too bad
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Be Willing ft. King Phil & Smith the Poet 04:02
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Be willing to forgive All that wasn't done to you If we're lynched for every sin Never change our attitudes Be willing to indulge All that you've never asked If our truths we can't divulge Never take ourselves to task If a body's what you want, here is bone, gristle, flesh Purify of my hobby, vying freedom from your desk Who needs who to cash a check? Keyed up, short of breath Get support from the tech, pleading words to leave my neck See the dirt? They're growing debt, placings bets on our payments Would you still be alive if people only said what they meant? Question when we stained it, question when we stayed in Slave away to spend more your labor in the Caymans Worshipping the famous debaters, given figurines Frame you as a rapist to bait you, as you scream Learned our ethics from the sadists, journaling our dreams We can copy it and paste it, we can react and retweet We got GameShark for Instagram, dating apps for kids This shit inflate our egos while we desecrate our ids We only dig you at the surface, judged for what you did Spill a cup of your potential with a bullet in your lid Be willing to forgive All that wasn't done to you If we're lynched for every sin Never change our attitudes Be willing to indulge All that you've never asked If our truths we can't divulge Never take ourselves to task I'm past the doorsteps, getting my foot in the door Represents the blind threats, borderline perfectionist Meaning I'm timeless, your common sense looks next to my idleness I send no shots, best believe that I don't miss Not being the GOAT is where these rappers get pissed But my readiness and willingness comes fully equipped But my time is my time, so watch me eclipse Variety trips with dominant grip Rap like I'm mad at God, like I live with a chip On the shoulder, I'm the shit, so bashful the older they live Full exposure, I whoop their ass free of charge Then strike like a cobra, I live in the stars Handing out life sentences, that was a bar Me? I raise it from my phrases, outdated like belated birthdays On worst days my guns blaze, look both ways before you cross me Karma coming back soon, and I'm living largely Be willing to forgive All that wasn't done to you If we're lynched for every sin Never change our attitudes Be willing to indulge All that you've never asked If our truths we can't divulge Never take ourselves to task We the slumlord slipping, drug like dead digits Dug the own difference, a phase from addiction Dazed without interest, no pay, I'm pissed 'Cause I'm beige, with hours to make Sense of the glaze, you bend when you're brave enough To run amok, without a fuck, I'll name the dunce Delay the fun, y'all hate the love, the crave in the cut I stay 'cause I trust, no one I'm above Your days are buzzed, in rain a rust I'll keep in touch with Mary and Mud Let's bury the suds, 'cause Larry was much Like inhaling the rush, we don't care to discuss The ladder you love Will scatter and crush, what matters to us? Imagine it, bruh! Smith! Be willing to forgive All that wasn't done to you If we're lynched for every sin Never change our attitudes Be willing to indulge All that you've never asked If our truths we can't divulge Never take ourselves to task Be willing to forgive All that wasn't done to you If we're lynched for every sin Never change our attitudes Be willing to indulge All that you've never asked If our truths we can't divulge Never take ourselves to task
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Str8 Up ft. Ayanna the Loner (prod. PHATSHACK) 03:17
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Straight Up (need some tissues for my issues, like) Straight Up (need to tell you that I miss you, like) Straight Up (need to walk right up and kiss you, like) Straight Up, Straight Up Straight Up (need some tissues for my issues, like) Straight Up (need to tell you that I miss you, like) Straight Up (need to walk right up and kiss you, like) Straight Up, Straight Up The enigmatic prophylactic Drop that shit over a year The charismatic man o'magic Take a shit up in your ear The rhythm elastic, give the system a cracking Production erratic like a remix of "FEAR." The victim of traffic, live a signal of tracking Reductive logic, emotion fixed with a beer Every peer to peer network stacking the KNOIZ Every tier is clear after introduction to Thought Smiling ear to ear, network to sell not a ploy Singing "here, here!", to the consumption you bought Going hard on the blotted, that stick ain't a toy Watch the dotted line, or you pulled over and shot Snowing hard on the mountain, flow slick as a Roy Watch accounting crime, rocking loafers and socks Gopher to Fox, do you read me on the vox homie? See me as a phony when I'm catching the rye? Do you see me as a Bernie or see me as a Kony? Throw a fist at your girl 'cause she gave me the eye? Gave me a sigh, or rather a reason to react As a matter of fact, your ass done gave me pink eye Gave me HiiiPower, then front seats for the crash As a fatter of Jack, I did this in '09 Aging like no wine, we the nastiest milk Dreaming homicide of our kin and our ilk Dreaming suicide, burn our skin and our silk Crying, out-of-line, over mopping up what we spilt Aging like no wine, we the nastiest milk Dreaming homicide of our kin and our ilk Dreaming suicide, burn our skin and our silk Crying, out-of-line, over mopping up what we spilt Straight Up (need some tissues for my issues, like) Straight Up (need to tell you that I miss you, like) Straight Up (need to walk right up and kiss you, like) Straight Up, Straight Up Straight Up (need some tissues for my issues, like) Straight Up (need to tell you that I miss you, like) Straight Up (need to walk right up and kiss you, like) Straight Up, Straight Up Just dropped in from hotboxing a spaceship Drunk off the stars and moonwalk wasted Stumble upon my alien lady Don't know her name… tell me how that makes sense I up-jumped the boogie and two-stepped to you Heart thumps through my chest just for you Every step I take straight to you I hope more, and more, you feel me too What-what-what-what-what's your name is? Tripping over words 'cause you're so amazing I can tell that you speak my language Even though the hood shit can get real dangerous I know inside your heart where I'm safest Let's get lost, I got an escape plan Let's go now, like, "what's the point in waiting?" Fly right back to my lonely sanctum Straight Up (need some tissues for my issues, like) Straight Up (need to tell you that I miss you, like) Straight Up (need to walk right up and kiss you, like) Straight Up, Straight Up Straight Up (need some tissues for my issues, like) Straight Up (need to tell you that I miss you, like) Straight Up (need to walk right up and kiss you, like) Straight Up, Straight Up Straight Up (need some tissues for my issues, like) Straight Up (need to tell you that I miss you, like) Straight Up (need to walk right up and kiss you, like) Straight Up, Straight Up Straight Up (need some tissues for my issues, like) Straight Up (need to tell you that I miss you, like) Straight Up (need to walk right up and kiss you, like) Straight Up, Straight Up
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I Swear ft. Jade Winter White (prod. Day One) 02:59
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I don't mean to smother, just applying my two cents To my brothers and my sisters, aligning lines Instead of splitting bread Instead of splitting bread (Where the wine at?) Toasting up another from this past week, filled with dread Monday creeping on me, back again, a nine to five Until that Friday hit 'Til that Friday hit Cycle might keep repeating 'til I've grown in to my death Hoping not to displease the people that think highly When I'm not feeling my best I'm not feeling my best (No!) Possibly lies to a couple people in the process Possibly left my guard up, didn't mean to flaunt it I swear I swear, I swear, I swear Possibly lies to a couple people in the process Possibly left my guard up, didn't mean to flaunt it I swear I swear, I swear, I swear, I swear Ooooh Ooh-ooh-ooh I swear 'Til I run it, run it, run it, run it Run it back again Run it, run it back again Don't think you telling the truth, under that laughter, canned Lose trust if you abused, but don't just ruse a man Whose lust has got you confused? Huh? Can't keep track of your excuses! Why don't you install a loser ban? You sus, you just see through my elusive stance Ooh, fuck, never wanted you to move the veil 'Cause the truth of us is the dynamic very frail You got to get it through to me, that I caused the dystrophy 'Cause from where my feet are planted, it's looking differently So tell me, what's it gonna be? Could you solve the mystery? Of why you think I'm shifty and disregard monogamy? 'Cause I've been thinking 'bout you like every minute of the week Since the day that we first met and freestyled on a beat You're the one I wanna keep, so why you making this so hard? Why you sitting there and bragging that you always on your guard? The only muse amused except for you has been the art From the start, so why you tryna pull apart? Girl, I swear That I've been true to you! Girl, I swear For me, it's only you! Girl, I swear…
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Pill Poppers ft. St.James 04:38
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Amphetamine drive, I could see it in your eyes You were saying you were off it, now you're fucking exhausted And now your body is gone And your mind you left behind up in that bottle of strong And it was wrong, you were carried very close to the Sun You were young and all you needed was somebody to love All you got was a plug, if you want to make it right Then be the fighter I know, you can grow! You told me you were fine But you were dying of pride Now you're feeling up the ceiling and you're barely alive Another line… another waste of your time I wonder, if you take it, would you die or survive? And if I cry? Would you tell me you tried? Would it stick or would you figure that you'd rather be high? I wonder why? Amphetamine drive, I could see it in your eyes I was walking in the park when you were stumbling by Heard you mumble a "hi", when you fell, I had to say That you were going to die… take your time… 'Cause it's drifting away When you take a fake or fentanyl, it buries your pain But it remains, and it was never a gain I'll love you even if I never see you again This one's for the pill-poppers Tryna get themselves killed proper Drinking more lean than water What's it gon' be? What's it gonna be? This one's for the pill-poppers There's better ways to spill dollars Look at all these teen martyrs What's it gon' be? You fixing to OD? This one's for the pill-poppers Tryna get themselves killed proper Drinking more lean than water What's it gon' be? What's it gonna be? This one's for the pill-poppers There's better ways to spill dollars Look at all these teen martyrs What's it gon' be? You fixing to OD? I'm that pauper popping reds, Dawson's Bog on Portishead And I can't stop that obfuscation, don't mistake what I have said Broken beds from greatest nights, got the same out of my nightmares Broke the stead by taking flight, hunting fame despite my eyewear And the sight means more than vision, not a fight for manumission It's a suturing of fissures, tell the truth to all the ignorant And it's different how we act, got this path from Mozenraff Mass-dissolving acid in the water coming out your tap Mac can fix your Disco, Raff still good in San Francisco RIP to Cisco, he bit that bullet betting bingo And he knew the lingo, another gringo with the spice De Lunes a Domingo, he's just too nice up on the mic What you think you're in for? Your info underestimated Don't just bring your kinfolk into the sin, you're decimating This shit should be simple, but there's confusion emanating From the lightest skin-tone, they just too busy celebrating… yeah I'mma let Raff just kill it on the sax right here Just like… This one's for the pill-poppers Tryna get themselves killed proper Drinking more lean than water What's it gon' be? What's it gonna be? This one's for the pill-poppers There's better ways to spill dollars Look at all these teen martyrs What's it gon' be? You fixing to OD? This one's for the pill-poppers Tryna get themselves killed proper Drinking more lean than water What's it gon' be? What's it gonna be? This one's for the pill-poppers There's better ways to spill dollars Look at all these teen martyrs What's it gon' be? You fixing to OD?
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Christening 03:25
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Violence snuff the light of the living Virus, tyrants, islands, forgetting All those knives you might just wind up Christening Fascists gotta die, if decline is not a quickening Sickened by the times, they all liars, aren't you listening? Christian for the Choir but the reason kids are missing Fictional desires to "protect the family" Fix a note to your attire so they know it wasn't randomly Kill a Nazi, don't feel bad! Put 'em in a box made of concrete Even if they're cops, we don't need that Way too many shot for the Gandhi Burn a cross in the robes they lead mass Hit clubs to floss Armani We really gotta take our streets back From the Red-Baseball-Cap Army Hoping my homies get a license to carry Not just those with a home that they own 'cause they married Blown through so much ICE since Barry-O That the border zones been scary God's voice, in stereo Said "nary would I lead this way to go" But "best in show" been "in the know" Since Indigoes been left to die! Why? Violence snuff the light of the living Virus, tyrants, islands, forgetting All those knives you might just wind up Christening Fascists gotta die, if decline is not a quickening Sickened by the times, they all liars, aren't you listening? Christian for the Choir but the reason kids are missing Fictional desires to "protect the family" Fix a note to your attire so they know it wasn't randomly So "how it goes" ain't gonna fly If "adios" means "goodbye" Then sorry, Ghost, no butterflies In my pot of gold, sweet gun of mine Better run a post, try to serpentine It's just "gotta go" for the murder sprees And it's hurting me, the burglary, the perjury Evil got it easy Queasy guts at my luck in my rear view Eat so much Mickey D's, I'm a dead man Speech is dust, if they fuck with the beer too Better give up the keys to the P-van Ain't no leads? They'll falsify Ride around looking for the criminalized Power-hungry, sour lives Invaded our country, sedated our minds! Violence snuff the light of the living Virus, tyrants, islands, forgetting All those knives you might just wind up Christening Fascists gotta die, if decline is not a quickening Sickened by the times, they all liars, aren't you listening? Christian for the Choir but the reason kids are missing Fictional desires to "protect the family" Fix a note to your attire so they know it wasn't randomly Wildin' out on Kyle Rittenhouse With a smile so wide it would blind an owl Vitals down as I light the loud! "You gotta be joking, now!" But I'm dead serious Took batons to the head, I'm delirious Ain't mysterious when the riot started Provocateurs with a fire pardon Guard your door the more gets out of pocket Like a Civil War might be really popping Land of "Law and Order", focused on the borders While the quarter of a quarter of quarter rockets Swords beat chords when the Lord excuses Slow the courts for the horde's abuses Show your quarts or be more conclusive Stupid don't cut it, you're just abusive Better pray for forgiveness! Devil by day, blame it all on business Do it for the pay, then explain away the witness Better motivator than the flayed man's grimace? Think they're saviors of the same they sicken Tearing out a page if it states their limits Saddened by a cage if no one's in it Anger at the labor of escaping women Focusing on genocide Opening infected wounds Truth is, someone's gotta die For the orphaned kids you couldn't room And the righteous only multiply So best go reassess your tomb Hope crimes you couldn't justify Were worth accepting mortal doom! Violence snuff the light of the living Virus, tyrants, islands, forgetting All those knives you might just wind up Christening, christening
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Get 'Em ft. J Soulstice (prod. homieunculus) 02:34
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Donatello was a Don and not an honest fellow In Montebello with Monty off a couple portobellos Y'all, the bellows only gorgeous if you bow to industry But the ministry bit off more than they can chew with me So will it be you or me? Who makes it through the flames? Measuring utility between the beauty and the brain Y'all dookie on the pinky, shock jockeys Every couple links I hear a couple Thought copies I wanna know who got me, but I guess it's not you Every trust fall, you drop me, 'cause you missing the cue Every time I drop tunes, they just too distant to view 'Cause you prefer perfume, cover up the Pepe Le Pew My love too heavy for you, so you dismiss it as hate Tell you all what not to do, and then I suffer the wait Watch you disregard the plate I served, eat your veggies Y'all should pay me by the word, you heard my thoughts, now where my pennies? Catch 'em walking where they shouldn't be Get 'em! Catch 'em wearing what they shouldn't wear Get 'em good! Don't be messing with our energy Get 'em out the hood! 'Cause it's messy when we going there Get 'em, got 'em, good! Catch 'em walking where they shouldn't be Get 'em! Catch 'em wearing what they shouldn't wear Get 'em good! Don't be messing with our energy Get 'em out the hood! 'Cause it's messy when we going there Get 'em, got 'em, good! So ruthless, thinking "how should I do this?" Yo, who's this? Created a New Hope like George Lucas But this ain't Star Wars, I'm grounded like hard floors Lyrically do parkour, bring smoke like cigar stores Underground railroad, tryna see where this trail goes That one sparrow who turned into a young Pharaoh Who wants to step in the ring? Stop disrespecting the King It's time to wake up like the end of a dream They don't want to see you hustle, they want to see you struggle They only watch 'em play the game so they can see 'em fumble I know how hard it is to be a part of this life now The only time you got to count on is like right now There's no time in the day when you gotta decide now You change your life when you change your lifestyle Failure is never in my mind, it couldn't be an option I be sonning all these rappers like I seek adoption Catch 'em walking where they shouldn't be Get 'em! Catch 'em wearing what they shouldn't wear Get 'em good! Don't be messing with our energy Get 'em out the hood! 'Cause it's messy when we going there Get 'em, got 'em, good! Catch 'em walking where they shouldn't be Get 'em! Catch 'em wearing what they shouldn't wear Get 'em good! Don't be messing with our energy Get 'em out the hood! 'Cause it's messy when we going there Get 'em, got 'em, good!
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Dancing with the Butterflies ft. Siddist.ERA 04:41
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I'm dancing with the butterflies Just fly, just fly, just fly (just fly) I'm dancing with the butterflies Stay high, goodbye tonight (bye-bye) I'm dancing with the butterflies Just fly, just fly, just fly (flap your little wings) I'm dancing with the butterflies Stay high, goodbye tonight (say bye tonight) I'm dancing with the butterflies Just fly, just fly, just fly (just fly) I'm dancing with the butterflies Stay high, goodbye tonight (bye-bye) I'm dancing with the butterflies Just fly, just fly, just fly (dancing with the butterflies) I'm dancing with the butterflies Stay high, goodbye tonight (say bye tonight) Monarch on that great migration Sonar for the denigration Omar with the designation Donor of the elevation Low-ball off the hesitation Taylor Swift in reputation Go-Kart with no engine, racing No waiting for stations Buckeye through Ohio State Ann Arbor, the fam gon' hate Bothered? Then I fly away No, I don't believe in fate Flutter with the Mother's grace Ugly, but I'll run the race Brother got the world to take So I got no time to waste Love the way the rhythm sway Don't got much to give away But bet your bottom dollar I'm a collar from the grave Love the way the cadence speak Indifferent if it's paid But bet your bottom dollar Butterflies will fly today Just a skipper on your boat Keeping you afloat Then you pissy 'cause I smoked Indignant to my woes I'm a tipper, not to gloat But I can touch my toes And I'm really just a flow From saying "gotta go" I'm dancing with the butterflies Just fly, just fly, just fly (just fly) I'm dancing with the butterflies Stay high, goodbye tonight (bye-bye) I'm dancing with the butterflies Just fly, just fly, just fly (flap your little wings) I'm dancing with the butterflies Stay high, goodbye tonight (say bye tonight) I'm dancing with the butterflies Just fly, just fly, just fly (just fly) I'm dancing with the butterflies Stay high, goodbye tonight (bye-bye) I'm dancing with the butterflies Just fly, just fly, just fly (dancing with the butterflies) I'm dancing with the butterflies Stay high, goodbye tonight (say bye tonight) Another patch on your jacket The man that raps on the Sabbath Haven't abandoned my habits I'm still a "wascally wabbit" They haven't landed any shots they've taken Even those who've Thought-forsaken Those who never fought for rations Not gon' tell me 'bout impatience In the Stu I'm staying 'Til I cocoon Too many laymen to the cadence Waiting on a celebration But as soon as I can make it On wings of blue You'll wish you changed and updated All your fucking attitude Sulphur, comma, copper Watch him curve the drama Keeping calm and proper With a fucking eye-dropper Robber on the getaway Prometheus who stole the flame To douse it in the water main Turn all the Gods to farmers Plopped him in a tortoiseshell Said "Adios", the fortress fell Dropped him like a mortar shell Off to walk this mortal hell Awkward how the bells they rang Instead of drawing Thought to hang Would gnaw, as songs he sang With bitter poison on the fang I'm dancing with the butterflies Just fly, just fly, just fly (just fly) I'm dancing with the butterflies Stay high, goodbye tonight (bye-bye) I'm dancing with the butterflies Just fly, just fly, just fly (flap your little wings) I'm dancing with the butterflies Stay high, goodbye tonight (say bye tonight) I'm dancing with the butterflies Just fly, just fly, just fly (just fly) I'm dancing with the butterflies Stay high, goodbye tonight (bye-bye) I'm dancing with the butterflies Just fly, just fly, just fly (dancing with the butterflies) I'm dancing with the butterflies Stay high, goodbye tonight (say bye tonight)
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That's That (Tell 'Em) ft. Zen Stokely 03:00
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Marlboro 100's sit on my desk Feeling heavy in my chest It's like I got nothing left To smoke I guess that's that, or maybe that's this Another hat trick, crazy as bat shit Suited up, booted up with the Hazmat Smooth as fuck, losing touch, who's the lab rat? Chewing through anxiety, embittered by his empathy Choosing to be quiet, never losing sight of getting free What happened to the Man of Steel? Samson in a hamster wheel? Grew into Aladdin, and adapted with the magic seal Daffodil sap, simple leather jacket zipper Have his bitter Master Splinter smack, the gift of chicken-scratch for dinner When I'm tryna mix and match, and match the mix to switch it back In Nick at Night, in nicks of time, with knicks and knacks, my gift of gab I guess that's that, or maybe that's this Another hat trick, crazy as bat shit Thought and Zen caught the wind, got 'em falling in Tell 'em "call a friend", see if they can hear the call within I guess that's that, or maybe that's this Another hat trick, crazy as bat shit Thought and Zen caught the wind, got 'em falling in Tell 'em "call a friend", see if they can hear the call within Marlboro 100's sit on my desk Feeling heavy in my chest Like I got nothing left To smoke I guess that's that, walking through the fusion With no Hazmat suit, here to propagate confusion Just a lab rat, tryna gain some confidence producing Asking "has Jack ever made a beat that he's then written to?" From skipping school for trash raps to setting higher standards That his peers could never manage, not just saying that to slander Take a gander at the ladder, see whose shoes have left a mark? Peruse the dark without a spark, embark on paths not lacking candor I guess that's that, or maybe that's this Another hat trick, crazy as bat shit Thought and Zen caught the wind, got 'em falling in Tell 'em "call a friend", see if they can hear the call within I guess that's that, or maybe that's this Another hat trick, crazy as bat shit Thought and Zen caught the wind, got 'em falling in Tell 'em "call a friend", see if they can hear the call within
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Back in my Verse ft. Ayanna the Loner 03:26
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She back in my verse, she back in my verse She back in my verse, she back, bad manners She back in my verse, she back in my verse She back in my verse, she back, bad manners She back in my verse, she acting the worst She casting a curse, she back, back-stabber She back in my verse, she back in my words She back on my nerves, she back, that's better She back in my verse, she back in my verse She back in my verse, she back, bad banners She back in my verse, she back in my verse She back in my verse, she back, back, back, back Lose control, just like Janet Freak it up and down on the floor, that granite Hips don't lie and I cannot manage The way you got me feeling oh-so-famished Lemme get a piece of your pie Am I talking my shit? Nope, I'm just high If you looking for me, catch me on cloud nine Or maybe even flight 69 Heading straight for the moon Shooting love juice all across the craters We shooting stars when we crashing soon We take a lot but save some for later Me, Mary, Molly, all in one room Didn't think this feeling could be no greater For all of you, I am so damn gracious When did this room get so damn spacious? I'm anxious She back in my verse, she acting the worst She casting a curse, she back, back-stabber She back in my verse, she back in my words She back on my nerves, she back, that's better She back in my verse like I'm smashing it first Last to the flirt, on the blast and I'm hurt I'm so fast, it's a first, I'mma bask in my thirst 'Til she finds her way back in my verse She back in my verse like I'm smashing it first Last to the flirt, on the blast and I'm hurt I'm so fast, it's a first, I'mma bask in my thirst 'Til she back, back, back-back-back-back Get out my head, get out my bed Don't be hitting me up, you should go out instead You're the Queen of the Dead, leave on "read", the misled Mountain from a molehill, didn't bring a sled First you give in to sense, now I live in suspense For the next petty argument to fucking commence So you act like I'm dense, but ignore my defense Then you wonder why I'm so tense? You can burn your incense, but you won't heal the vibe Should've listened to your homies, you ain't meshing with the tribe If I wish upon a star, all I'm asking for tonight Is for you to get far away from my life And I didn't want the strife when I promised you my life Thought you'd make a good wife, 'til I felt the knife I can't ride a fucking bike, so I had to run away You can leave this odd like, but you left me in the fray Bitch, take your gaslights And shove them up your ass No passion, you ghostwrite You suspect with your mask Bitch, if you don't mind This my house, don't trespass Stop acting like your eyes Ain't screaming you gon' stab It was a teenage romance, now I'm grown man Looking back, I see the abuse, hope you know that You ceded all the juice from a nomad But no matter what you do to me, you always more mad Teenage romance, they always go bad Looking back, I feel I got used and you so glad Didn't read the news and I know that All I got is a flow to throw that… Back in my verse, she acting the worst She casting a curse, she back, back-stabber She back in my verse, she back in my words She back on my nerves, she back, that's better She back in my verse like I'm smashing it first Last to the flirt, on the blast and I'm hurt I'm so fast, it's a first, I'mma bask in my thirst 'Til she finds her way back in my verse She back in my verse like I'm smashing it first Last to the flirt, on the blast and I'm hurt I'm so fast, it's a first, I'mma bask in my thirst 'Til she back, back, back, back
11.
New Gold 03:38
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Alright, so for this track, I need y'all to understand I'm being sarcastic as fuck, this song is a joke I don't fuck with Jordan Peterson I wrote this years before Fresh 'N Fit was a thing It's a joke Objectify you bitches like I'm Jordan cucking Peterson Supply you with the Jordans like we feeding sin Resupply you with the organs that we didn't have to harvest Realize you ain't a Titan, you relying on the garbage That you rapping, yeah, I'll predict your rhymes With each every whine, I can call it every song Say you trapping, why you acting? You ain't doing crimes With every ticket signed, smoke you in my time Smoke you in my bong, like a mole Override your woke shit with the stole Corporatized your spoken word, to sell shit Feminized your oldest son, to sell bits (and now he celibate!) Melanin, pheromones, gelatin made from your bones Selling it to wear a home, tell a kid the belly 'lone Why we doing that? Why we doing stupid? This how we feel? This how we respond to clued-in? Coupons to get your crew in, croutons to get you chewing New cons to sit and loom in, Newton to get you tuned in Who that? You ask, in facts that's Jack, him pass intact Kim sat, Jim rats, in flasks gin's at, tin hat with that chin strap! These bitches don't want money They chasing clout If your name ain't got a co-sign It ain't in her mouth The new gold is IG follows So she digging for that She don't gotta pay her bills 'Cause that ass is fat These bitches don't want money They chasing clout If your name ain't got a co-sign It ain't in her mouth The new gold is IG follows So she digging for that She don't gotta pay her bills 'Cause that ass is fat, yeah If you a thing, I don't gotta do nothing but utilize you Taught to pull my dick out if I wish to surprise you Taught to beat your face in before I think to cry Taught to make you hopeful of my change, taught to lie! Taught the fried food, lots to die to, not a lot to nurture If I get friend-zoned by a female, I'mma curse her I'll take it even further, cringe it up with some threats The Gerber Baby throwing knives, aiming right for your chest Like for the breasts! (Titties!) Fifty tokens and she'll bounce 'em Couple hundred in the hour? She'll pull the hose and douse 'em Are they real? I'm right to doubt 'em, but she just play offended Wait for my donation, knowing that I want the issue mended Drop a dub a month on the access to your SnapChat Beat my dick to sixty-second clips, she throw that ass back Message you, infatuated, dreaming that I'll be the guy You fucking in those videos you sell for $9.99 I'm finding the time, outspending my paycheck For my chance to make donations that get that pussy wet Now I'm on probation from my school and from my job Never once did I buy support for my silent sobs These bitches don't want money They chasing clout If your name ain't got a co-sign It ain't in her mouth The new gold is IG follows So she digging for that She don't gotta pay her bills 'Cause that ass is fat These bitches don't want money They chasing clout If your name ain't got a co-sign It ain't in her mouth The new gold is IG follows So she digging for that She don't gotta pay her bills 'Cause that ass is fat, yeah
12.
You A Target ft. Smith the Poet & Marcus Lee (Whose Remix) 04:05
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This ain't no pep-talk, your shit say it's so Fucking swivel in the swamp, spitting Spock for these hoes Snorting shimmer while distraught at the show Live a little, quite a lot we done known Why I'm hell-bound to bitch, but I'll cope with the relics down the road In moans of old, no more simping, I know I'm complicit, but hold this, you bitch, shit I'm focused on fiction, my potent depiction Just smoke in a figment, I wrote while constricted Truth in the witness, wordy premonitions Just spoken infliction, and flows for your fixing Listen dismissive, insist I'm a mystic Review your convictions, jit, hold your head up Nothing new at the surface, yeah, I know me better than I think I need a shrink, some fetty, please? Some cherry trees? You know what I mean? I'mma look at it regardless You can see me as harmless That would be a mistake you would make Because you a target Working 'til I'm exhausted Searching for where the vault is Try your best to best me, but baby You'll come up short, kid You a target You a target You a target Target, I'm sorry In the Stu with Smith and Thought, plotting to make a milly Well, not a milly, that'd be nice, but just enough so I'm not as chilly At night, put the heater on blast, gotta put this heat on my ass Mr. Massively-Accurate with my feet in your ass Pause, for the homophobic, but my flow decodes The throes of life, so you have to pardon the way I was told to show it I'm chosen, chosen, I'm chosen, I need to put you on notice Know that I'm all focus and know that I cannot slow this I'm five-seven but a giant, rather I am Leviathan Dealing with my personal issues badly, I'm Kylo Ren Wavering but even when I'm wavering Better know they wagering on me when the cards are down, because I'm a threat I silence them, I'm upset that you thought that you could cross me Smith, tell these niggas where they can get lost, B I'm hostile these days, because I wasn't, look what it cost me! I'm swimming in my losses but my floaties looking saucy I'mma look at it regardless You can see me as harmless That would be a mistake you would make Because you a target Working 'til I'm exhausted Searching for where the vault is Try your best to best me, but baby You'll come up short, kid You a target You a target You a target Target, I'm sorry I'mma look at it regardless You can see me as harmless That would be a mistake you would make Because you a target Working 'til I'm exhausted Searching for where the vault is Try your best to best me, but baby You'll come up short, kid You a target You a target You a target Target, I'm sorry Mother Mercy's first abortion, brother cursed me for divorcing Now they miss me after forcing all my wars to be discordant Soldier in the Final Order played informant to the Rebels Make some pebbles out of boulder 'cause you tore out all your devils And I revel in the picture, in my mind, of what I've wanted Search a temple for your scripture, just to cut it up and blot it Such a gentle kisser, but I never up and flaunt it So I haven't met my better half, been left without my goddess I'm a mess but blessed with honesty (facts) Always dressing up in modesty (but it's fake) When the lesson that I've learned, as the wreckage was returned Was y'all put me to the test and failed to see the quality Step to you and press, then deny you an apology You can be my guest and explain how you probably "Suffer from a certain pathology to minimize" Those whom in your eyes, pose a risk to usurp Y'all been stunting on my rise, I got a right to be hurt I done peeked behind the curtain, took a prodigy to sympathize I ain't hypnotized, I'm too high for your dirt And my worth is more than twenty times the diamonds you could synthesize Read between the lines, you'll find a timeless potential See beyond the rhymes, to my writing and my sense of urgency Heard that all you guys were looking for fundamentals? Why you looking to the sky, for the light, in an emergency? When we right here?
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Searching ft. Jared Rose (prod. Day One) 02:05
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Searching for the microphone I got things all written on my phone Let the voices take the cruise control We got plans that need to please the soul I got things I think you need to hear I didn't think I'd make it through the year My intentions always made it clear I wake up at dawn and face my fears I had to plan it, to get my ass off this planet Don't worry 'bout the cold of space, I'm cool just with a jacket Come off as a basket case 'cause I followed the rabbit It's just a habit, in lieu of bud, I got Costello and Abbott Practice rapping on the Sabbath, 'cause this shit more important Got a plan to Kause Mass Damage, putting patterns on an organ I'm the batting average master, like I'm Jeffrey Dean Morgan And I'm coming at you faster than The Flash in matching Jordans I'm an undeserving bastard, but I'm trying anyway Don't got time for being tired just to dream of getting paid All those times I went "left", should I really have stayed? Or did I choose right to step? Blessed to sharpen my blade? Searching for the microphone I got things all written on my phone Let the voices take the cruise control We got plans that need to please the soul I got things I think you need to hear I didn't think I'd make it through the year My intentions always made it clear I wake up at dawn and face my fears Searching for the microphone Let everybody know Worthy, but they sleeping on me Like I'm methadone Greetings, they already want beef... Where did I go wrong? Fine, if that's how you want to be! A game of telephone Searching for the microphone Searching for the microphone Searching for the microphone Yeah
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Wind Blows ft. Marcus Lee 04:41
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We the roots that stick to ground Steady as the wind blows We ain't ones that fear the crowd Standing by the window We the artists making sound Letting all our sins go When the wind blows… Our sins go out the window We the roots that stick to ground Steady as the wind blows We ain't ones that fear the crowd Standing by the window We the artists making sound Letting all our sins go When the wind blows… Our sins go out the window We the roots that stick to ground Steady as the wind blows We ain't ones that fear the crowd Standing by the window We the artists making sound Letting all our sins go When the wind blows… Our sins go out the window Purge Mistakes and failures, take them as a lesson If you can't make it greater, what's that make your blessings? Don't put that off 'til later, take time to address it If you don't see the signs, how will you decipher the message? Let your soul have the leverage that it needs! When the storm touches ground, let go of your greed The righteous deed in action will lead us all to perish So our sins go out the window, when redemption we cherish Not a believer in marriage, not a believer in God But when thunder comes knocking, I'm praying, it's odd Staying atop the latest of Thought's, slaying majors in the quad Maester Aemon, no auto-aim on, when it's game-on at Todd's Flame on! Rain's been tearing wood from the walls Hail and sleet and snow ain't the only things that can fall We the trees been standing tall, call yourself to station Our sins go out the window, when we demonstrating patience We the roots that stick to ground Steady as the wind blows We ain't ones that fear the crowd Standing by the window We the artists making sound Letting all our sins go When the wind blows… Our sins go out the window We the roots that stick to ground Steady as the wind blows We ain't ones that fear the crowd Standing by the window We the artists making sound Letting all our sins go When the wind blows… Our sins go out the window You can find me hidden within the Leaf, I am healing I'm looking up at the ceiling, while drowning out all my feelings I guess this here is rebuilding… it's scary, this shit is chilling I'm chilling, regardless, feel it? I'm focused, I can't be hopeless, I'm going Way past my limits, but fuck it! Surpassing limits is cake! Do what it takes to be great… Why won't I let me be great? I got these lemons, I'm making lemonade with 'em Like really, I do not like it, but I gotta change, that's the mission! Listen up, been a man standing in the jam candidly, like "woe is me" Been a damn shame that I ever considered letting go of me Like I wasn't roaming in a Rose, turned rose, and I rose to my feet Like it's not only us? Like, sonically, I don't be going to blows with the beat? I'm gon' be to' with the heat! Don't even know where I go when I speak! I kill on instrumentals like a beast! It's not just a flow, I've been told I go deep 'Cause I go in my soul and show me! Remember my bro told me "put your whole heart on your sleeve!" Don't ask permission, just pardon and lead, and on every track, a part of you leaves We the roots that stick to ground Steady as the wind blows We ain't ones that fear the crowd Standing by the window We the artists making sound Letting all our sins go When the wind blows… Our sins go out the window We the roots that stick to ground Steady as the wind blows We ain't ones that fear the crowd Standing by the window We the artists making sound Letting all our sins go When the wind blows… Our sins go out the window
15.
Begs The Question ft. Olivia Leoria & Calmplx of Indigenous Cats 03:07
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What is it 'bout your day-to-day that makes you want to stay awake? That urge to never fade away is what informs the fabricate Don't become a minion to the thoughts that they disseminate They'll leak you of your crimson, assassinate your magistrate What is it 'bout the engines, made us need to save the world? When you don't invite your friends in, you the type to fade a girl A wispy little WASP, you shifty with the costs Threaten when you're tossed, and unable to walk Shook when you're sober, organize some fucking donors Shooting up more than a "nice guy" or a "loner" Nice whip, is she a loaner? Hate to decimate facades! That shit that slump a stoner, crates to elevate from sod Won't be rating nods! Who can test a funk? Take from chest to dunk? Paid off to bless a monk? To dispel a belief, fortify to keep the teeth Look for holes in what they preach, that's all I can teach! Who do you want to be? It begs the question Where you destined to be? It begs the question Who's the one that you see? It begs the question It begs the question Elevate your discretion Third eye, can you see? It begs the question What you selling to me? It begs the question Are you chained? Are you free? It begs the question It begs the question Elevate your discretion Who the hell is he telling me where heaven be? When they know nothing about my people, spiritually Couldn't even practice these indigenous ceremonies The salesmen selling this as profit, for my people, for their own benefit Prescribe a sick pill, then they market it as medicine Program our minds, then manipulate intelligence Begs the question, of that fraudulence is evident Just 'cause you ignorant, don't mean you innocent 'Specially you believing everything you reading off the internet It's not legitimate, too dissonant, they talk, I hear 'em but they listening Healing in nature's herbs, Earth's medicine Natural stimulant, got flow like butter, moving body ligaments And sending eminence with experiments, ain't with these Hallucinogenic specialists, that some abuse while others use 'em for their bettering Respect a person's culture, and this Earth we living in This should be the minimum, but in this school of simpletons Some consider this a high curriculum Got our own opinions, everybody's different So gotta do that due diligence, 'cause some be getting too specific Taking all them diddlings written in the Book way to effing serious Who do you want to be? It begs the question Where you destined to be? It begs the question Who's the one that you see? It begs the question It begs the question Elevate your discretion Third eye, can you see? It begs the question What you selling to me? It begs the question Are you chained? Are you free? It begs the question It begs the question Elevate your discretion
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All That You Hate ft. Jade Winter White, Eyez97 & Nicklaus Gray (prod. PHATSHACK) 04:38
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I see you harboring all of your patience Acting on problems and lost in the dazing Finding, appointed, disrupt on occasion So critical Why you celebrate all you hate? (Hate) Why you celebrate all you hate? (I see it all in the mind) Nestled to my understanding Managed to counteract what you're projecting Why you celebrate all you hate? (Why you doing the most?) Why you celebrate all you hate? (Hate) Alright Why do you celebrate all that you hate? Heading for cells if you don't curb your haste Heading for hell 'cause you yearning a taste You could do well, but crime doesn't pay Get out your way (way, way, way) You got what you need to build your empire Scared of the speed, so you open your tires Spare me the greed, lemme go for the wire Not getting paid (paid, paid, paid) Hope money trees growing and not catching fire The loneliest wolf on the boat or the mire Go for the throat, 'cause you know we inspired Ain't here to play (play, play, play) You should know murder is always the top of the plate Tighten your girders and flop on the day Walking on nails like you not in no pain It's not gonna fly (fly, fly, fly) Didn't see that coming, did you? Changing the rhyme like they won't catch an issue Turn on a dime, watch 'em turn to the tissues Not gonna cry (cry, cry) At least, not while I'm discussing my earnings I might be broke but the Amazon burning Is this a joke? The fuck was you learning? Watching 'em fry (fry, fry) Smile on my face as they turning to ash Nah, I'm not mean, they just took all my cash Trust what you seen, they get hold and we crash Passing the time Stuck in a cycle, a rhythm of garbage Look how we sitting here, wasting our knowledge! What else to call it? This shit retarded, yeah? I see you harboring all of your patience Acting on problems and lost in the dazing Finding, appointed, disrupt on occasion So critical Why you celebrate all you hate? (Hate) Why you celebrate all you hate? (I see it all in the mind) Nestled to my understanding Managed to counteract what you're projecting Why you celebrate all you hate? (Why you doing the most?) Why you celebrate all you hate? (Hate) Alright We living now or never Temporary feelings Always turn the "now"-s to forevers Confused by quantum physics I'm probably not that clever Gregorian time-scale I'm on schedule, had to clean up Get fly, be my own vessel Missed the signal from the source A couple times Thought it was drunk callers In the late night Arrogance is written on my face Might hate the ego But make prideful mistakes Still look in the eyes of people Who's really real as they claim? It's evil Found love, it's fighting The temptations between two Everyone lack trust Does everyone really got a reason to? Never had no-one do you dirty? You just influenced, dude Dodging projections Human emotion could be a weapon Could be the link to missing connections How many thoughts are really yours? How many are projections? Gave the Hivemind a platform The fuck was you expecting? They celebrate, I reject it I see you harboring all of your patience Acting on problems and lost in the dazing Finding, appointed, disrupt on occasion So critical Why you celebrate all you hate? (Hate) Why you celebrate all you hate? (I see it all in the mind) Nestled to my understanding Managed to counteract what you're projecting Why you celebrate all you hate? (Why you doing the most?) Why you celebrate all you hate? (Hate) Alright They love to hate a nigga 'til it's later And then you greater, then they splitting the plating with you I don't give a good "goddamn", like a pagan figure I ain't paying for chicken dinners with no yellow-bellies Can't be pussy applying pressure Apparently parents been disappearing 'Cause the kids finna stream all these apoplectics Then can't wake up inside like it's Evanescence (Wake me up!) Bully the bad, until it's a fad And now it's a platform again Lacking the button to show what you hate is a scam But bet they could press it, and press it, and press it again, mm-hmm? Wait, why you celebrate what you're hating But not like, putting clout up in the wrong hands? Like exact change for a cash transaction That don't make no sense (HMM) None on this side can't do it (HMM) We elevate ours in the music (HMM) One plus one, get to it (HMM) Been two plus… you get it A little in the rights hands Finna shorten long days Rather baby steps than a full stride In the wrong way A wise man said "nothing at all or nothing of value" Turn up the volume, popping a Valium Worried as hell, but still cucumber cool in the death of the Valley Rally of death, or heat of any hell that we face because Ain't no party like a PK party 'Cause a PK party gon' uplift! Celebrate what you hate? Respectfully, fuck out of here with that dumb shit!
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Go Ahead ft. Zensoul 03:03
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Eloquent, elegant We get you into your element Elephant, hella fit We to your stress like a sedative Elevate sediments We to your soul like The Weathermen Tentative talismans We take the beat and we go ahead! We take the beat and we go ahead No regrets, don't give a fuck about overhead We move your feet and we feed your head Go to bed, don't test your luck, you should take your meds We hit the streets and we making tracks By the batch, don't talk your shit just to take it back We here for keeps and we stating facts Fly the stash, don't dap me up just to call me whack Eloquent, elegant We get you into your element Elephant, hella fit We to your stress like a sedative Elevate sediments We to your soul like The Weathermen Tentative talismans We take the beat and we go ahead! I been living in my shadow, yeah I been living for this battle, you better skedaddle Ay, I see snakes in the grass and they all rattle I take the beat and I go ahead 'Bout to kill it, now you know it's dead Sleeping on me? Better go to bed I'm in my element, now is my time I'm launching my mind, the crown is now mine Eloquent, elegant We get you into your element Elephant, hella fit We to your stress like a sedative Elevate sediments We to your soul like The Weathermen Tentative talismans We take the beat and we go ahead! Weathermen, weathermen, nobody better than I'll be a star, word to David, like Letterman Nice with the letter, no lesser than "lesser than" Fattest Snorlax in the lack with the vetements Spit like impediments, never lack content Gotta get it in, everybody got a paw print Now we getting Zen from my Soul and The Thought Dim lights, take flight, BLAQKNOIZ never boxed-in Eloquent, elegant We get you into your element Elephant, hella fit We to your stress like a sedative Elevate sediments We to your soul like The Weathermen Tentative talismans We take the beat and we go ahead! We take the beat and we go ahead We take the beat and we go ahead We take the heat and we never sweat We take the heat and we never sweat We take the beat and we make a mess We take the beat and we make amends Take the test, fake the press, yeah And we go ahead Eloquent, elegant We get you into your element Elephant, hella fit We to your stress like a sedative Elevate sediments We to your soul like The Weathermen Tentative talismans We take the beat and we go ahead!
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I Know ft. Marcus Lee & JÜNE 04:09
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I know, I know (I know) I lose control (Control) I know, I know (I know) Can't lose my soul (My soul) I know, I know (I know, I know) You told me so (hmmm) The truth's unfolding (yeah) I know, I know My nigga, I know it, I know it (I know!) I had to bet it and show it (Show it!) But, boy, when I show it, I show it (Ho!) I'm out of control, I'm explosive! I'm hell-bent on slowing my motion But, baby, I'm sure that they notice (No!) 'Cause niggas be watching, they watching They do not know he is hopeless, they do not know he is broken Spoken word is helping take the pressure off And that is my only focus! Folding everywhere, I see the set-up, dog And that is why I am choking! Choking everyone I seem to be around It's like I ain't happy 'less I see 'em drowning Because me, I'm drowning And I see 'em found in this place I know, I know (I know) I lose control (Control) I know, I know (I know) Can't lose my soul (My soul) I know, I know (I know, I know) You told me so (hmmm) The truth's unfolding (yeah) I know, I know I know that I lose control I know that I lost my soul In a way, I've been through every toll And it pays to play your heavy role It's dangerous to be the mode Anger that you can't console Stakes been raised since butter rolls On dinner plates, there's no escape I know, I know, I been this way Since bruises, scrapes and bloody knuckles Bring that Atlas-tantric pressure Just to make you buckle So phantasmagorical The way I bring the trouble Type to pull the tooth out his gums Just to burst your bubble You could give me a couple of doses Of Fentanyl, G, and I'll still stay focused I'll still kill a beat, if I'm feeling hopeless The best that I've seen, but still not the dopest Man, I am the chosen, the Fury of Cain Glasses get broken and carpets get stained Can't find the locus, not searching your brain Just losing control and bringing the pain I know… I know, I know (I know) I lose control (Control) I know, I know (I know) Can't lose my soul (My soul) I know, I know (I know, I know) You told me so (hmmm) The truth's unfolding (yeah) I know, I know You told me so You knew that I would lose control The pills you loaned? I used more of 'em than I sold That's why I'm slithering now And fucking slurring on tracks And tryna get this shit back But I'm good for it, black Don't even trip, homie, I got you That's the famous last words Of the nigga who got you, and that's just Wisdom from a real one Try to keep it real, but Niggas out here acting like some Fucking eels, and uh… (slithery) They'll electrocute you Catch you fucking shlipping And shock you, nigga They'll catch you tripping If you let 'em, they got you (they got you) I know, I know (I know) I lose control (Control) I know, I know (I know) Can't lose my soul (My soul) I know, I know (I know, I know) You told me so (hmmm) The truth's unfolding (yeah) I know, I know
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Tell U 'Bout My Life 03:12
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Tell you 'bout my life Tell you 'bout my life Tell you 'bout my life Yo Tell you 'bout my life (I don't really wanna) Tell you 'bout my life (If you really want, I'll) Tell you 'bout my life (I don't really wanna) I don't really wanna, I don't really wanna Tell you 'bout my life (If you really want, I'll) Tell you 'bout my life (I don't really wanna) Tell you 'bout my life, but if you think that you can handle I'mma tell you 'bout my life True story, The Thought been through the shit No lies, man, I was roasted on the spit Been having fits of anxiety since your boy was a slab You ain't listened if you think my demons ain't my Dad's For every moment I was mad, tens of thousands I was able When the child spoke the truth, he himself took the blame No shame, satisfaction, for how the progression Has been proving the lessons were a false manifesting Of men who try to manipulate the young and naive Fake prophets bite the tongue and salivate with the greed But as the reeds wore thin and deeds turn to lore Be like "I need more men", give the lead or leash to a whore Don't judge the adored, face-down on the floor The wind through the door, more morose than Lenore True story, in the same vein, I took a knife for my freedom Had to wash out the stains, take my feelings and eat 'em Dreams to build a seat from which to teach 'em evil ain't eating Call a council to table, and plant a bomb at the meeting Going back in time to kill a kid, call me Cable when greeting Now you know what I did, and I hope you got my reasons Tell you 'bout my life Tell you 'bout my life Tell you 'bout my life Yo Tell you 'bout my life (I don't really wanna) Tell you 'bout my life (If you really want, I'll) Tell you 'bout my life (I don't really wanna) I don't really wanna, I don't really wanna Tell you 'bout my life (If you really want, I'll) Tell you 'bout my life (I don't really wanna) Tell you 'bout my life, but if you think that you can handle I'mma tell you 'bout my life True story, The Thought been through the ringer Still remember all the times I went to bed without my dinner And it lingers, how I never learned to build an appetite Before I had a bite, eating past the point of satisfied For every meal I was deprived, my metabolism slowed Put the fatty on a road where it can't recover Discovered intermittent fasting, took quickly to the loud Leaning heavy on the crutches, never learned to walk without Kids who try to intimidate the awkward and chubby Either blind, or never bothered by their family's money To my shame, I'd gotten weak enough to join their jokes And never hold my own, no speaking up, just getting provoked Pass no judgment on the choking man, just pass him his smokes Pat his back and let him go, then scatter ashes in snow True story, of the same meaning, took the lightning to gel With every team I end up meeting, so they might be compelled To believe I'm worth belonging, and not cast me aside I'll laugh at the snide remarks and blaspheme pride No matter how exhausting it becomes, I'll abide Now you know why I fight and never silence the cries Tell you 'bout my life Tell you 'bout my life Tell you 'bout my life
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Easin' Down ft. Jade Winter White 03:14
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Oooh, oooh There's plenty, there's plenty There's plenty of room Oooooh There's plenty of room to kick back, are you hungry or not? I'm famished, just release what you want You have it, tying me up, same as the blunt 'Til the sun follows past the horizon I ain't ever been touched so sweetly Blocking out the stress, you have me easin' down Easin' down, down Down, down It's feeling so, feeling so Feeling so good Easin', easin', easin' down Easin' down I don't really wanna fade to history Try to save my name and my memory No sense in putting off… What I really wanna do with my empathy Keep an eye on the game for my melodies No need for clipping thoughts… I'm just fighting 'til I make my masterpiece That's the mission and I ain't gonna ever ease I know I'm pushing off… But we gotta convert all this energy Into something that resembles trajectory How we used to be! There's plenty of room to kick back, are you hungry or not? I'm famished, just release what you want You have it, tying me up, same as the blunt 'Til the sun follows past the horizon Plenty of room to kick back, are you hungry or not? I'm famished, just release what you want You have it, tying me up, same as the blunt 'Til the sun follows past the horizon I ain't ever been touched so sweetly Blocking out the stress, you have me easin' down Easin' down, down Down, down It's feeling so, feeling so Feeling so good Easin', easin', easin' down Easin' down I don't really wanna wade through misery Just to lose all I've gained to some trickery I'll put it to a stop… (Stop, stop, stop, stop) 'Cause once you've fooled me twice then it's shame on me I'm so sick of rolling dice, saying "c'est la vie" Don't leave me in the fog… I'm just writing all these rhymes for my future me Once the ravages of time take my faculties I know I'm getting soft… But I gotta make the most of these injuries Before it all becomes ghosts and mysteries Who are you to me? There's plenty of room to kick back, are you hungry or not? I'm famished, just release what you want You have it, tying me up, same as the blunt 'Til the sun follows past the horizon Plenty of room to kick back, are you hungry or not? I'm famished, just release what you want You have it, tying me up, same as the blunt 'Til the sun follows past the horizon I ain't ever been touched so sweetly Blocking out the stress, you have me easin' down Easin' down, down Down, down It's feeling so, feeling so Feeling so good Easin', easin', easin' down Easin' down
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Zooted ft. Smith the Poet (prod. PHATSHACK) 04:30
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Count the hostiles, G! Confirm your doubt, that Goddess bleed The blues you make-believe, slaughter, too frequent to read, so I bother You, in the great perhaps! Plastic wasteland, written wrath Jack the spaceship, just to crash! Something flammable A flicker, we might rule away, I brick the fade-away But hope to contemplate, "How we still here today?" You spent, toking ether while I vent… Juxtaposition Say subtle, I'm distant, still implosive, I deflect No dosage, recollect? Or echo while we endless Memories ahead of thee, fuck percocet or flame The privilege I explain, yeah, privy to the blade A second-hand strange, I exchange my constrain A party with the pain, a fever-dream of saints Set a series of the same deluded conception Astral projection, I zooted, obsessive With all these dimensions, expressing Subjective depression, won't fail to read a room No sail to see you soon, and that's some fucking truth We'll fail to fiend, a fluke, compelled as we consume While removed, I presume, you can't persuade with hues Rather rude, it don't soothe, for a sec, I conclude This a wreck, just a ruse and some, when You might end up dead… Love in your dread Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, you thought you done? Ha, ha, ha! Sike! (Count the hostiles) They been swimming in women with your apostles Check your parcel for your tonsils Just an ignorant vision, I'm in a pothole With some charcoal, and I'm lighting it 'Cause I immolate the listens with the fossils Written novels on the parchment! Silly, imitating literary marvels Broken bottles, to your garments Or your armpits! I'mma watch the launching missile 'Cause I armed it, where the lawn split It's a bomb, kid and I'd bet my bottom dollar Y'all in tar pits, 'cause your carpets Been abused to cover up all of your failures From the jailers, y'all so garbage You reduce, reuse, recycle, all my papers Strip the layers, then hit the market How you boosting all my juice like it's a favor? And you're my savior? You ain't no prophet! You a fluke, a bloody glitch up in the Matrix Far too basic, milk chocolate Milk chocolate, milk chocolate Yeah, yeah, yeah Bitch, I'm zooted Where you gonna go when you know your wheel is booted? The gas ain't gonna do it Stupid! (Zoo-zoo-zoo-zoo) Zooted How you gonna treat me like a store good for the looting? Salute, but I'll be shooting Anything moving! (Zoo-zoo-zoo-zoo) Zooted How you gonna blow up all my DMs when you muted? You already knew it Choose to lose it 'cause you (Zoo-zoo-zoo-zoo) Zooted Boofed a couple grams, blew a grand on the putrid The reasons still eluded Or refuted when you Zooted How you gonna go when you know your wheel is booted? The gas ain't gonna do it Stupid! (Zoo-zoo-zoo-zoo) Zooted How you gonna treat me like a store good for the looting? Salute, but I'll be shooting Anything moving! (Zoo-zoo-zoo-zoo) Zooted How you gonna blow up all my DMs when you muted? You already knew it Choose to lose it 'cause you (Zoo-zoo-zoo-zoo) Zooted Boofed a couple grams, blew a grand on the putrid The reasons still eluded Or refuted when you Zooted
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Stubble (Instrumental) 04:19
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Be Willing (Instrumental) 04:02
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Pill Poppers (Instrumental) 04:38
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Christening (Instrumental) 03:25
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Dancing with the Butterflies (Instrumental) 04:41
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That's That (Tell 'Em) (Instrumental) 03:00
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Back in my Verse (Instrumental) 03:26
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New Gold (Instrumental) 03:38
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Wind Blows (Instrumental) 04:41
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Begs The Question (Instrumental) 03:07
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Go Ahead (Instrumental) 03:03
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I Know (Instrumental) 04:09
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Tell U 'Bout My Life (Instrumental) 03:12
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Easin' Down (Instrumental) 03:14

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a collection of songs originally recorded between 2018-2021 that never made their way onto any projects
made new beats for most of them
re-recorded many of them
recruited new features to flesh out some of them
reapproached the mix and master on all of them
they say "kill your darlings" but never "resurrect the forgotten"
so here's a few years worth of gems that almost died on the vine

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released December 29, 2023

produced by Jack Mabie unless otherwise listed
mixed and mastered by Jack Mabie
cover art by Nicklaus Gray
back cover photography by @triiiphop on IG
tracklisting by Smith the Poet

thank you to everyone involved in making this project!

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