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10pm at Camp Flog Gnaw
03:00
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Had to put a line in the sand
Tell them that they favorite rapper lying again
In love with numbers, indifferent to who inspired the pen
The underdog barking but feeling like a lion again
All these actors rehearsing, can't remember their lines again
When the numbers don't match with reality
You get booed off stage at a Camp Flog Gnaw Gallery
And you could never get me to snitch even if I was salary
Somebody tell that pedophile he needs bullets,* bruises and battery
Now I'm not saying I wish he was dead
But my plug defended a snitch, bout to ask if he feds
Only time I get a ghost writer is for my tomb stone right on the lead
Can never give another man cred for what I said
You thought he's the goat but really he's a rat instead
You can find him sneaking around kindergartens and sheds
He's got spitting garbage down to science
Begging for my silence gets me much more defiant
I be slanging this music looking for different clients
Lot of bullshit being sold that I won't be buying
I told them fuck Rich Brian and now his fans is crying
Bitch you a guest in our house
Either you respect it or you out
Shoes at the door, no fucking feet up on my couch
Falcon kick you out the window if you run your fucking mouth
You only fucking with the culture for the clout
Only care superficial, dont give a damn for the people it's about
Ahmaud Arbery he just got hung in the fucking south
But you wanna get some jokes off? I hope you fucking proud
Had to tell them that these culture vulture losers aint allowed
Oh you want a second chance? What a luxury
I wish cops would do that for my niggas in the inner streets
When it comes to real issues I never hear you speak
But you taking from us and want our company
Doing everything we do, you're just a son to me
Niggas sons looking like Chuckee, shout out to Pusha T
Exposing all of this fucking fraudulent energy
Free smoke like I got a blunt ahead of me
Hung like a horse and dope like ketamine
Tyler had to wear a blond wig and make pop music
Jump around on stage just to get them to start grooving
The only way to get a Grammy, I better start moving
To a different genre, might start doing jazz soonest
Too hard for pop, too smooth for rock, too dark for metal
Cant say I'm emo, not EDM, guess "lyricist" will have to settle
I'm not bitter, I'm better, giving thunderous laughter
And I'm not a fucking hater, I just hate wack rappers
And shitty people, but that's who they run right after
But watch me change the narrative in this next chapter
I'm a staffer, a revolutionist and not no capper (bastard)x2
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I miss the greats
Creatively starved, your bih feeding me grapes
Niggas catch a body, got you living in lakes
You ain't living that life, better pump your brakes
We balling nigga we ain't pumping fakes
Blood of my enemies, such a gorgeous taste
Express myself in such a morbid way
I feel like Cudi every night and day
Day and night these hoes is out to play
Black men dont cheat so im out to pray
My foundation's strong yours made out of clay
Get washed away in the next tidal wave
Pulled up to the lion's den and I remain unphased
I practice my craft like I'm Jimmy Page
When the bastard attacks better get out the way
But I master the track like Im a rail road slave
But they laughing at fact, what happened to that
Im the hand to a slap, magazine to a gat
Protein to a fat, I'm a dream to a nap
Putting Queens on the map, hi heat and a clap
My plug is an app, opps need to adapt
Kitty on my lap, fits me like a hat
3D to a flat, beating ever stat
These thots is some brats, what's a click to a clack
They wanna know why I gotta a musk in the Tesla
Got the gas but the hybrid is better
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Hot (ft. Dgal)
01:51
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Abstrakt Alias:
100% I feel like I'm on top
They think that we tied but really we knot
Niggas is sheep way down to the socks
Got wool got cotton got hemp I got pot
Got her hands on me like a fabric shop
Rock that g-spot, she don't ask to stop
'Bout to sew in her seams, on that ass like some jeans
She giving me head, bouta bust in her dreams
I'm a pothead with a bucket of weed
Drip so hard you need a bucket of me
You ain't from NY if you aint puffing OG
How we all so connected but so fucking lonely?
Don't place my gems amongst these stones please
Got my own wave followed by a strong breeze
I'm feeling like Sora man I got the key
Telling your girl that she got some strong knees
Dgal:
Everything lit, they know it's not
I'm with your bitch so don't make it hot
Gotta move quick, I can't stay in one spot
In case the ops get the drop, try to knock off my top
Keep the stick on the scene like that shit was a prop
Leave that bitch right on scene because I only want top
I need help, I'm so mean but I really can't stop
I need help to get clean but I really love drop
Get what I want
Don't brag or boast and I try not to front
Do what I want
You only live once, you don't get to respawn
Niggas talk shit, I don't like to respond
I'm with the shits, niggas know what I'm on
I am so high, it's up up and beyond
Drip like a ocean, you barely a pond
Went super sayian and dyed my hair blond
She a trick she do magic when she see my wand
And the world in my hands, I'm still me itching my palm
Always coming in first, I can't settle for bronze
Every verse is a verse like we speaking in psalms
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Ladies, Ladies, Ladies
02:48
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Now in high school I wasnt the coolest cat around
Didn't care about clout, just me and my crew, then we out
Bumping sounds, finding the best smoke spots in town
Playing games, get into shenanigans and always clown
On Xbox Live I'd gun all these niggas down
We'd bake brownies and edibles, go half in on an ounce
The type of shit where you could pull up unannounced
But as soon as a girl showed interest I would pounce
But I was too unrefined and unrenounced
That is, until self confidence is what I found
They didn't know I was the shit but now they knows
Sucked on some Jewish chick's titties after the talent show
I was freaking every ethnicity from a to z
Had to always kick my roommates out, man they hated me
Had a redhead who ass thicker than some oatmeal
She was also flat-chested but that wasn't breaking no deals
I'd be hip deep, tryna see how them titties feel
But she'd move my hands away because she felt pitiful
I said your body's a temple I'd worship every minute though
Until I make your walls cave in like Jericho
Fucked her in her car and in my dorms common room
We watched the sunrise and had her howling at the moon
She was a lunatic for this dick, she always knew she was coming soon
Screaming "Oh God" neighbors wondering who she bout to pray to
Had a burnette chick, we'd skip Spanish class for some Netflix
That turned to head quick, she'd find any excuse to get naked
She'd pull up with that loud and we'd get higher than Saturn
And she had a bubble butt, are you starting to see pattern?
I'd make the pussy crumble, I'd make the pussy shatter
Im just a man of high taste and high caliber
Tell her I always deliver like Digiorno
Half Asian chick moaning like they do in the pornos
Had a real good time back in the day
And will I change back to the old me? I probably may
But Abstrakt I thought you already had a bae?
I do but shhhit she don't listen to my music anyway
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In My Room
02:14
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The beats block the message
The beats block the message
I might just go acapella
Wanna sign to Rocafella
But don't wanna turn into Vic Mensa
Turn into wasted potential
Not tryna fucking get my shit shelved
They say that purgatory worse than hell
You hit your peak and then you fell
From there you only hope you sell
Had to rap over others beats to show that we dont meet
Yeah I flow slicker than a sleet that's on the concrete
That's beyond steep, She white but dont fuck with no honkies
Put on some blonde please, these garden tools shaking they donkies
That's beyond me, We buy exclusive, way too beyond lease
Wear dat ice up in Buffalo, even if it's beyond freeze
Tired of these flakey thots, man they are beyond tease
Keep that iron on me, I'm beyond crease,
Bounce that ass, stimulate my mind Im beyond pleased
Break out the bong please, we on to wax way too beyond trees
But that's cap, blunt in my lap
30 thousand streams, double that
But soundcloud wasn't paying up
Had to go indie like a punk
Bout sell vinyl out the trunk
Robbing printing presses like what up
Niggas is insecure man and it sucks
If you can't compare then just catch up
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6. |
East
02:48
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Shit came outta left field, told that bitch that Im left wing
But I'm right handed, grab my scepter like a king
If he look like a clown, let the jester joke and sing
Joker yellow as a canary, a jail bird in the streets
A rat with a target on his back, you know that nigga looking sweet
"But did you see how many streams?", dont give a fuck these niggas weak
Attention seek, We destroy pansies like you in our sleep
Could barely hold a bar, they could barely hold a beat
Check my podcast, getting HEAD on the RADIO like a CREEP
She thick as a jeep, switchblade on me like I'm Peep
She think that I'm crazy, switchblade on me like I'm Tracy
Drop a classic, have Anthony fans on me like Casey
I'm killing DaBaby, my abortions been going up lately
He look like an abortion, let's give him a mask for some safety
The top of the top ain't nowhere else you can place me
So high you in my shady, if I was inferior I would hate me
Bitch
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