The More I See, The Less I Know

May 16, 2013 12:01 pm 11:58 am
just of few more months

just of few more months

 
2:20 am
 
2:20 am
 
May 12, 2013 5:15 am

Haven’t had this feeling in a while and I really just don’t know what to do with it

 
May 7, 2013 1:14 am
 
May 6, 2013 12:50 pm

Esoteric going in,

then Ghost just crossing all the lines

E-S reps, I wrote this in a GS Lex 95
To get that nineties vibe
My melody, high and low fidelity darts
My whole team, 7:30 like when Jeopardy starts
I can’t call it, unless we call my style diabolic
I’m a write-a-holic, I drink ink til I vomit
I think til I’m catatonic, in sync with a bag of chronic
I’m bringing the mad Bubonic style all these rappers wanted
I’m a tsar of bizzare bars, cut you like a scimitar
Wichita state, X-Man’ll execute you, you a dead man
God willing
I’mma not villain getting top billing, with my squad chilling
Blood on the tracks like Bob Dylan, die like a mob killing
We already know the ropes
We be stepping over ropes
It’s Andre the Giant looking down at you local folks
Okey-doke, motorized vocals, yeah I practice
Raised on a tape the same color as Galactus


Look out, attack like a nigga on bath salts
Eat his face off, leave his body on asphalt
Rampant, run through your town on attack mode
Savagely leave em broomstick’d in the asshole
Cobra clutch ickiest stick to the dutch skin
Throw a mask on, and go in, go in
I’m a terror tuck a GEM/STAR in the New Era
Walk around with two bats like I’m Yogi Berra
Or Marv from Sin City rockin robes as a trench
My [] will have you ducking under the bench
The stench of dead bodies, thoughts of the mutilation
Bring you closer to God in a tight situation
Or thrown in the back of the truck, a sanitation
I’m ruthless, my technique is Chinese torture
No IV’s hanging out of your vein to support ya
Everybody’s talking about how the ghost caught ya
Have a 5-year-old kill your ass for a quarter

(Source: Spotify)

 
May 5, 2013 6:29 pm
"Well you’re my green-eyed girl And I’ve been running around with you.
It’s the afternoon and we got nothing left to do.
So wipe the dirt off, or Take your shirt off,
And we should go hit the cantina, We got work off.
I said it’s hot outside Let me go swimming in your eyes.
We’ve been running for a while
Why don’t you lay down and make smile.
I could never ask for nothing better than this.
It’s just tequila and the beach, that’s why its salty when we kiss."
 
May 2, 2013 4:40 pm

Need a girl like this

(Source: Spotify)

 
1:07 pm

(Source: Spotify)