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BABABA

by soupy2k

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1.
batshit! 06:14
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won't you turn the other cheek? when did you become so batshit? when's the last you saw my keys? or did you lie because you have them? why don't you want me to leave? just a week ago you had this life and told me that you'd put me to the streets to sleep the avenues i care about you still stand your ground or get you killed why don't you want me to leave? just a week ago you had this life and told me that you'd put me to the streets to sleep the avenues thinking that i'm gonna give you kudos you know i'm tripping like i'm carrying on juno i'm too broke to get up out the cud so i'm stuck for the tour if the pussy is a drug then the drugs are the cure i've been mumbling and rapping baby you know me i've been counting up the zips we on two or three popping locking up the bricks keep a few for me still sloppy with my shit i'm keeping two on me i don't care about consequences don't talk about how you're living i know that you're in the gutter i've been thinking optimistic been dreaming in common sense implication ominous innovate the opposites and renovate your confidence let them hate they not with us identity anonymous spit like a psychologist rap shit synonymous cap shit you not with us half shit you lack again slatt shit don't gat my friends batshit what's happening? won't you turn the other cheek? when did you become so batshit? when's the last you saw my keys? or did you lie because you have them? why don't you want me to leave? just a week ago you had this life and told me that you'd put me to the streets to sleep the avenues i care about you still stand your ground or get you killed why don't you want me to leave? just a week ago you had this life and told me that you'd put me to the streets to sleep the avenues y'all been waiting for a minute knowing that the sky is the limit i've been ready i've been steady finally new whip tinted still a stain in the eyes of my maker devise like a traitor i devise like a trade-up realize how divine are my lines on the paper got my mind out to dry suicide ain't the caper i know it now understanding at the top of my nose you ain't with it? get the fuck out the commode
2.
BAD IDOLS 02:29
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ain't been home in a week my home in the beat spittin kim jong blowing the streets the difference between a man like you and me is culture i drag you like a carry-on you carrion for vultures and i'm tryna be sanctified watch the bread rise while i'm baking high i remake the sky bouta remix the time flip it on its head watch the sunrise to sun ra while off the meds now that's a power move slowly discovering what the power do looking at my obstacles and tryna keep it optical my eyes open slowly recovering from a mind broken now my bind broken no controlling what the mind chosen high toking til i'm choking like zappa said if it ain't on your mind it ain't your heart if you think you're in your prime you're out of line don't make the art sick of spitting to the blind if you ain't trying it's time to start and i done seen the realest motherfucker in my circle get ____ ____ and now i'm out of key so compromise and keep it modal like miles mixed with socrates on hot coals no fear factor bitch i'm steve jobs mixed with your favorite drill rapper still capping when you tell me i ain't respecting like you do when you're claiming that fake depression never got the message after all of these years now you're regressing now i'm just learning how to keep from stressing about you looking for brothers try to fix it with a lesson/how-to looking for bad idols to bow to it's a cycle how people misunderstand and misinterpret what matters just as long as their living comes on a silver platter mixing acid in the cooking batter i'm tryna leave this place i'm bouta lead the race i think i got it i've been sticking to my own thing now you know what to do when the door ring this what the dope bring
3.
Band-Aid 03:02
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wait where you go when you go? how i know if you'll come home safe? got a toke if you want if you don't thinkin that's okay just let me know if it's over i'll show i control my ways i think about it every day baby rip the band-aid off my skin is feeling soft maybe we could shake it off but lately you're the boss 'member when we sipped the noff was lifted from your moms we barely made it to the city tossed and tough i'm representin for myself on my harvey birdman i been fending for my health fuck a birdland lil bitch wanna see me tappin out at the third gram see me down/bloated/welles post-third man ninety-five the highway but i thought it was the limit you think you got the purpose so you put your purpose in it bitch i'm pertinent with it i put my hurt in the digits i hit the button to ring you for fuckin fuck was you thinkin fuck is you thinkin visit minni just to hunt for the women devil in a white city leo dicappin my feelins only grass in my spliffs steady pleadin the fifth if i'm stayin for the night, i might be needin a lift ain't no uber round here get a room at the inn i been zooted for years you know i scuba back in you never wasn't my friend just never buzzed me back then now i'm waitin for the line to ring and bring me back in please why you livin off my name parasite in my brain in my sight, i'm insane in your light, i'm the main thing goin for the world at large grandpappy told me "don't be puttin girls in charge" now my girl in charge but she believin a lie take your worth from the boots, throw it into the sky shit no cash can buy shit no ash can hide if imma get it, imma get it til the masters die i keep out n wake up yung lazarus bake up around two tongue acid-dipped made up around you no tappin out wake up around two won't tap me now with the masters now a lil professor now all the green seem like a stressor now what i rap about i impress about i got my dream team tipped no cappin now wait where you go when you go? how i know if you'll come home safe? got a toke if you want if you don't thinkin that's okay just let me know if it's over i'll show i control my ways i think about it every day baby rip the band-aid off my skin is feeling soft maybe we could shake it off but lately you're the boss 'member when we sipped the noff was lifted from your moms we barely made it to the city tossed and tough baby rip the band-aid off my skin is feeling soft maybe we could shake it off but lately you're the boss 'member when we sipped the noff was lifted from your moms we barely made it to the city tossed and tough

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THREE FOR THREE

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released May 1, 2020

soupy2k, popkweenz, Abb

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