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About This Good
02:41
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I’m about this good, yea-uh
He’s a big hard rock, I’m a little heavy metal
I’ll take my bass with some mids and some treble
spliff made me mellow, but sometimes I shake
That ain’t an earthquake it is just me pacing back and forth racing thru a fourth
Blazing forth with a sword I forged of metaphor
on a message board when I was like fourteen
What I seen made me completely transform
I’m about this good, yea-uh
Inner-vision I don’t got no need for superstition had the mission on the mind since I was just a kid but then
Missed a couple exits, I dissed a couple friends it’s a lot to comprehend so let’s relax and breathe it in
Life is outrageous
So many pages I’ve wrote will be lost to the ages
I shouldn’t say this
But I kinda like watching life drift away just
Let it go
I’m about this good, yea-uh
We could be walking anywhere right now
We could be watching something on the couch
We could be talking anywhere right now
You and me, we could be passed out
yea-uh
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Traveling Cemetery
01:54
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Lemme make a promise
If I say “I promise” that’s just me being dishonest, oh
Lemme just be honest
I’m being dishonest if I state it as a promise
I’m a rapper I’m a gamer I’m an anime freak
I’m an old school geek and I rep freak power every hour every day of the week
When I hit peak I get ready for the next peak
On fleek
Don’t reek if you wanna sit behind me
Rules better broken than to follow them blindly
Kindly would you please get off of your knees
And trade the keys for minding your own business
Shut your mouth and witness
You can’t travel with us if you lack the mental fitness
Rips you out your daze and we win this
Blink and I peak when I spin this
Lemme make a promise
If I say “I promise” that’s just me being dishonest, oh
Lemme just be honest
I’m being dishonest if I state it as a promise
Staying so on tour I ain’t claiming nowhere anymore
Golden Witch in this bitch with a sword and I swore
I saw a sworn rival right across the room
Zooming with a gust of wind under my feet
cratering the floor like DBZ
It must be frightening to see
Cause they don’t challenge me
Game rebalanced all because of me
Stumbling to get my feet and managing to stand above the trees
In the Glitterfreeze
That’s where you’ll find me
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Renegade
02:59
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I’m a renegade
Mango habañero
Guro in the ero
Smoke is in the air-o
How you know I’m there-o
Shooting like an arrow
Feeling like the heroine
Stay away from heroin
But far from straight and narrow
Hello hello hello
Never really mellow
Wear sunflower yellow
Power up and bellow
Little booty jell-o
Lady not a fellow
Moody broody snooty
Groovy and I’m feelin’ swell-o
I’m a renegade I’m a fuckin’ renegade
I’m the only bitch in South LA outside with an umbrella
Cause I’m not about to lose a single day to fuckin’ weather
I’m a renegade, hyper-paid
Bloomin’ even in the shade
Zoomin’ thru the palisades
Smokin’ on some everglade
What is there to say? Not so much I can relate
Every single day I get a bit more strange
I find a bit more range in how I am deranged
And yet I keep it flames, like dang, how she do it that way?
Okay, okay
I’m a renegade I’m a fuckin’ renegade
What you want from me?
What you wanna see me do?
I got I got I got all these tricks
Ay-oh ay-oh
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Sunshot
01:36
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I don’t even really like white music
But I like makin’ it so I find I do it
Feels abusive—want to improve it
If you can use it then do what you do wit it
But if you choose it before you hear Nas you can lose it
I’m not here to let you skip over the truth—
Cop to your mistaken youth and become something bigger than you—
Nothin to prove, I got one life to lose
And I’m groovin’-
Never stop moving-
Child of the movement-
——The moment that’s ever-passed
Fire on my name and up under your ass
That’s just the warm up
Storm up!
Yuh!
First class crass lass with a lasso, invisible jet and these gauntlets were blessed by the gods
Conquered impossible odds playing Conquer in Diddy King Racing and pacing the halls of my thoughts
Reaped what I sewed and I found what I sought
I saw a whole lot
I run right back into the pit without thought
I pause and I jot
I bark and I buck
I give a whole fuck
Like you wish you could
I’m back out the cut
I’m bustin’ like nut
I’m back on my shit
I’m back on the run
Go get me my gun
I’m shooting the sun
Sun shot shot shot!
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5. |
Pure Gundanium
02:31
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I know I know
Pure Gundanium
Yellow cake uranium
Blank cranium
Ankle-deep in radium
Fill a stadium
Just to see my labium
In the atrium
Singing titanium
Brain encased in caesium
Eating apium
In the gymnasium
And valium, vanadium
All coursing through my vains
And my podetium
At the podium
Humming what I know and some
Other stuff I wrote upon
Steppin off the float
I gun for the most excellent approach
I know I know
I know I know
I know I know
That you don’ wan’ no static wit’ a bich like me
I know I know
I know I know
I know I know
You prolly boutta listen to the whole CD again
I know what I know and I know you gon stay posted
I’mma stay roasted
I’mma stay toasty
I’mma stay posted
I’mma play hosty
I’mma be ghosty
No crime, no scene
I’m an LGBT roller ghoster
Hit my DMs all titty posters
Meet me in place I’m an every-coaster
I’m into bread so I keep a toaster
Lime, avocado, cilantro
Just for the ladies while he makes gazpacho
We’re ordering birria tacos
(I got the tab if you got the blow!)
Hit me up after the show
Don’t act like a scandalous ho
We’ll be up ‘till four in the morn’ doin’ somethin’ like porn ‘n’ then I’m on the road
that’s just how it go
I know I know
I know I know
I know I know
That you don’ wan’ no static wit’ a bich like me
I know I know
I know I know
I know I know
You prolly boutta listen to the whole CD again
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The Great Pumpkin
03:35
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Them seeds sprouted a great pumpkin.
Lemme show you something:
Elbow grease at the beast junction.
At peace with a creased muffin-top?
Couldn’t be me.
La maison en petite cubes.
Shouldn’t we run, you think, dudes?
I peaked when you blinked just now.
Freak power so it’s fuck what you thinked just now.
Pink and brown wrinkled brows trying to read my sounds: keep it down, they got ears to the underground—sink it like a frown.
I’m down in it like a Reznor razor blade across a bitcrushed sine wave in a crust punk tirade when I’m ailing, I bump Ada Rook full blast in the Prius, wishing every fucking person on this Earth would briefly see us.
Inside of the box is like a 3DS—an affect adding a bit more depth (but not much).
Clutching breath right out the lungs of legends I rebreathe a heavenly cloud, except now it’s lung bile brown. (Ough)
Inside of the box I keep my caltrops, my gal props, my pale hops, and no memories of my stale opps.
Inside of the box I flip my flow switch, flick my cold wrist, and sip hard on diet coke.
Inside of the box is just a box of boxes. Inside those boxes are even more boxes. Inside of the box is just a box of boxes. Inside those boxes are even more boxes; I promise.
It’s time for an unboxing!
Anti-pugilistic, victory requires outfoxing.
I got the moxie like I’m cheaply in DC, playing Borderlands three and recording while I stream.
Touch your cheek, feel the streaming tears and think which of all the fears inside your mind I’m bleeding on the beat.
Are you reading what I’m reading when I’m at the lyrics sheet?
Are you feet-up at the beach or all hunched over at your seat?
Are you punch-drunk in your love, all bunched up in a heap?
Are you somebody’s perfect drug, or just an addict in the sheets?
Are you ready for the thirties, or you stuck on 23?
Are you gonna fucking eat that? —‘Cause it’s making me hungry.
And I wolf that shit down like a Twilight Princess.
I’ve been crowned best in the nexus.
Flex when you test it just like an Armstrong sister.
Blistering speed, so of course you missed her.
History deep deep down in the pisser.
Hysterical when she thinks you dissed her, mister please don’t get on my list, it’s long as it is, and I’m loud even when I whisper.
Inside of the box is just a box of boxes. Inside those boxes are even more boxes. Inside of the box is just a box of boxes. Inside those boxes are even more boxes.
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Unchained
01:37
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From the 757 to the 606
I been running East-Coast mid-South, shit’s lit!
If you crush that bacon into little bits I’mma fuckin’ slap you bitch
I’m like this now, imagine me on crack, still out at 3AM but just a little more whacked out
Windows all blacked out in the house so I don’t see shit even in the daytime, fuck a lightbulb
I’m a candelabra type bitch
Fuckin’ Chandelure in this bitch
I’m haute couture in this bitch
Charm and allure in this bitch
Charmander, my ass is fire
A beat assassin for hire
Fight like a cancer survivor
Connive to win like Survivor
Contrived and gimmicky flows
Now everyone knows, I went and exposed myself
I groaned loudly now you’re like wait
I can’t tell if that was in pleasure or pain
She must be insane
She must be on game
She must be ashamed
She must be unnamed
She must be contained
She must be deranged
She must be detained
Oh shit, she’s unchained
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