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1.
mr. ass (feat. the thought) 02:41
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bury me with weed and some bus fare i tell them come near i want to see your lust flare im dodging mindflairs trying to find my life here new chick got some tittles that’s flat like rotten beer the new don’t remember your old years forgotten cheers of a time since past your hands stain the hourglass you sit an hours pass productivity on a low while you move through your mind fast i walk through the city slow i got calves the size of half dwarves i aint new to the game i look for the backboard youre overshooting your aim all circles have a judas, gotta move through through the plains not every soul has a falsetto tone in their range like a dead skunk on the road, just lying their unmoving you waste away your talent no idea what you’re doing while you try and win the match with a stolen hart choke you’re in the center of the ring chokeslammed like bill alfonso walk in the room with your lips on my trunks urs pass the light the whole room getting slumped walk in the room with my ass looking plump you’d think i only do this shit for fun I got a big booty, so she call me big booty it ain’t no thing, if I’m desperate I’ll make movies I ain’t worried bout a ring, that’s the bitch duty every queen needs a king, got em dangled by a string I don’t even have to sing, just to bring beauty never minding manners when the man o war stings, I just swim rudely never got a plan then you never gonna spring, staring at a man like some buffalo wings and I don’t need ranch for a flavorful zing! you should have a fling with Lucy you would think I bake the way they line up for the cake you might think I’m fake the way I’m riding on the breaks and that’s all the way until they see me make it shake ok, ok carry my weight with an elegant grace popping it out til my bell is embraced she skipping my name just to ask for a taste *giggle* ok... y’all must see Lizzo with a dick, “oh look at thought he know he Thicc” “he wanna pop, he taking pics, but he too ugly for that shit” who would’ve thought? they on my dick, just to grip the thunder thighs blunder riffing when they sipping then they don’t apologize
2.
bounty hunter lobo (prod. by fuzzy) 01:37
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im on autopilot haven’t felt a solid day stoic minded have to build a kingdom out of of clay need a winona ryder help conceal the pain aint concerned about coronavirus i got bills to pay eating on a scottish salad smoking on some fossil fuel wake up at the crack of dawn to try and plan some solid moves 7 to 7 I’m working, 7-2 im slaving homies are going through changes im trying to save the relation ships pass by im still paddling my rowboat her hips don’t lie im smitten hitting with my slow stroke she got an only fans we making movies with the go pro she know im good for that double pump like im lobo yeah, used to run the mile like a slowpoke they say im to small for this ride, that’s a low blow one lone baby man to rise above gotta keep a straight stare to hide the buzz gotta hide the buzz way too drunk to attempt to catch the bus still struggling between love and lust im the one out the starbucks who just dropped his cup on that jonah hill shit on that jonah hill shit one more loss and i will flip on that jonah hill shit on that jonah hill shit
3.
brutus beefcake (feat. hans) 02:08
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ts 3 am and im thinking bout coochie dicking down a floozy bumping get em lil boosie ooo im tryna get a tik tok chick go viral and ride her wave like hang ten ben 10, is what the watch looking like going stupid i walk through the mall and they know who’s the cutest gotta speed walk as i past by the cougars wrong move start swinging blades like im brutus beefcake! slide through i hold my heat straight ! you can see my mane glisten in every freeze frame! a cheap date just let me go down on that cheese cake! i be busting through those walls like its d day! im ric flair with the slicked hair your acting like jay lethal with your decent imitation of the king here why you dressed like a ring bearer i be dressed in 20 dollar man how does he look so good thrift wear i made this joint for aasirr he didn’t take it i made this joint for sly queasy he didn’t take it i made this joint for myself bitch i took it Guess that makes me chopliver, Specials, Danny's Deli w/ a chicken soup, Get smoked, Leave that ass trippin dick down in Debo's coop. Get hooked on my angel dust, Dont forget the pelvic thrust. Bring it around town Stop on your right foot don't forget End of discush-inside the box, Every corner looks the same Trying to write lines To release chemicals in your brain To make you dope-ya-da-da-mean? callmehans's profile picture Sarah's jonesin' for some Gaba, To gluta-make a memory, You need some noradrenaline, FOCUS. Locust, Coming for the the Fruits of your labor. Cast the first stone, Then justify the behavior. Ramble making more sense than apple selling headphone Jack's, Straps, Last night they ate at the automat. Fat cats pack sacks to sell to the street rats. Spreading the plague while making a profit, that's that, slow clap, end scene. (Fuck you whose) No second season though
4.
sharp sounds 01:29
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wake up in the morning drain the snake Jake the snake with the demons I am facing Arrogant on occasion where it benefits the mood mind of rick rude frame of a chipped tooth used to skip school on my lonely now i flip flutes patagonia on my back low, that’s my home on the road with my boots and my soul still trying to keep hold my honor keeps me brave in the cold try to shake all the snow i wear my idols on my sleeve that’s for sure can’t help that i was raised by headphones and a drive to be better than before if i fold im a ghost remember standing by the stove so engrossed you and i locked eyes and i knew nothing was wrong im rambling again, about partners that live in pretend their names etched in my skin my screams caught by the wind not today friend, move along now keep your head up, do not fall down have your toes straight, ignore the dark clouds and we will persevere through the sharp sounds
5.
la parka (feat. marcus lee, smith the poet, & the thought) 02:51
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im more than my father producer of the camp, im the chairman like la parka ask certain people and they’ll say my name is parper eating out there ring there legs start to hurricanrana stubborn, they are when im taking them out never wants to admit a wrong came out their mouth but they never complain when i travel down south and we gotta put more than plastic wrap on the couch got a weathered leather black satchel just cause you’re a brat doesn’t mean you’re an asshole you drinking arrowhead i know that your coochie stink i still fall for enby’s that swear that theyre into kinks as little treat whose can have a nibble of the pink dive in it like seal team six size the michelin aint never seen a half jew as fresh like me at the bar taking more shots than captain brigssy Yeah I told you that juventud Guerrera When I'm flipping out on tracks I'm coolest in the era And I'm chillin here with Jack Smith and whose You better stand up Better yet, sit down Be humble, how'd you manageGetting this far on ya own? Listen please Get a sound analysis because man ya shit weak Yo man's is this Shit I'm just saying better can it bitch I'm a god I will aim this canon at ya planet bitch Ugh Now where was I Airing out ya cameras better let em fly I came in like a wreaking ball I wreck you guys Breakin down the walls Kool aid man with juice Drown you niggas in the sauce Better recognize Any man who dares me I say let em him die I came with the blade like a samurai Straight out Dexter's lab like I'm Sam R I I'm regal with the five knuckle shuffle You in trouble if I hunt you you I vandalize I’m a t 8 hunnid Spitting love crimes Dead mic with a mic In the meantime Outta sight outta mind We don’t rewind Got dat gusto hoe Dis the whole nine Still I’m useless Ruthless Shady And stupid Hyper Fluid Rude with da groove bitch It’s quite therapeutic Da putrid We puking fluent And foolish Toothless confucious fickle With da riddles Im too civil And it’s sad That deez bitches Got no rhythm Aint no vision in da raps yes im cynical To ridicule With syllables So pivotal Its criminal But critical There ain't no coming back I need a medic And micstand dork Spitting propethics A fetish some high horse Pathetic My mind warp The premise And lye course In my optics Of quartz I distort Here fouth Cuz im one with the force fat boy put you on your ass making certain that you lack joy do it all for cash bursting with a laugh Troy brought horses in the castle know that you won’t get the Pass, Roy course he getting cancelled playing quarters on the mantle cause the table topped with corpses looking gorgeous in the candle light, the label stopped adoring and according to the artists that been cornered by the boring only porridge while you touring just to lose it on recording and the youth ain’t been awarding any lyrical miracles though the syllables important, it’s informed by the principles so the mystikals and bustas more like orange venereals your chords are like Cheerios, heard you tore your Capezios you storing your cereal where the ants’ll go looking dipped in graphite material, blackened hands from the booking call the passion ethereal, but you trash as my cooking bat your lashes and here we go, off the rafters you took it
6.
moro morolin (interlude) 01:00
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i wouldn't even if i could.
7.
the well has dried out. 02:28
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The well has dried out The well has dried out, need to find another source the ship has gone awry, need to find another course Im moving through the sea trying to dodge the jade storm these walls I’ve made home No longer feel warm A flash in a pan, bask in acquiescence used my only weapon to sever my only brethren they nod with the look of accepted disapointment I pause thinking over what will be my next movement, foolish sits in my notepad foolish murmurs from my old man foolish is the lonely nomad foolish I am for my sown circumstance I throw a rope and I call why did you fall they hold the rope and they crawl how I’ve damned us all they climb the rope and they call why did you call? I hold the rope and I fall I fall and I fall I’ve been your pen pall for longer than I should’ve, I’m sorry when I’m around you I can’t function properly I’ll still love you regardless that aint changing Can’t stand the sound of my chains clanging im your close confident complete carte Blanche the one to give you sight in a land of false prophets the one to give you light in a land of lost gods I show you the odds when you’re fooled by the facade Shown your smile I jump in the mirage someone else jumps, too loud is the applause I can’t be angry that your gaze isn’t swayed nor can I waste away hoping that you look my way all I want to be, both him and her, live in their worlds where they are diamonds and pearls ****** ********* But I’m Parker. that’s all I’ve got i need to learn when the war has been fought. stop. I throw a rope and I call why did you fall they hold the rope and they crawl how I’ve damned us all they climb the rope and they call why did you call? I hold the rope and I fall I fall and I fall
8.
eyesight 02:28
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sitting back minding my business you see a lot, when you’re the camera in the store you see a lot, when you’re the fly on the wall. i like the way you move i like the way you walk i love how you can say a lot without having to talk you strut around like you the owner of this soil verbose the language that you speak i don’t respect propose a toast your careless with your hands and tongue murmurs from the ghosts you see someone different in the light they shine the most ergo, you shine so illustrious just know, from all of me and mine, aint no trust in us you down another one i found another buzz in drinks and drugs we trust i found my love in trauma bonds since an autobot I’ve lived the hunt for some unbridled fawn to lust and carry on im the paragon of errors, wrongs im untouchable been this way since the days of self harm and uncrustables im the paragon of errors, wrongs im untouchable been this way since the days of self harm and uncrustables sitting back minding my business you see a lot, when you’re the camera in the store you see a lot, when you’re the fly on the wall.
9.
sexy boi shawn (feat. URSUS.) 02:37
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i don’t want you, well maybe i do i see you walking i wanna walk with you even if some days that isn’t the truth i don’t need you, well maybe im lying whenever you’re flying i wanna fly with you even if you hurt more than what’s in your smile fighting off these thoughts while im piling on these pounds drinking and binging trying to forgive and forget for memories i am not in for futures i can’t place myself trying to rewrite history with a dull knife and a pen attempting blasphemy yet no one else hears me sexy boi shawn feeling myself top to bottom you can feel me in the walls i can feel you when I’m gone sexy boi shawn feeling myself top to bottom you can feel me in your walls i cant hear you its too strong She say I feel strong Throbbing while I hit them walls Love her till the day tomorrow Still think about all them yesterdays And I’m in love with the world When it doesn’t break my heart But your always there Thinking it could be a brand new start Might be across the bay but I could always take the BART And we could be with anyone but we would never be apart Every day entrees but sometimes we eat out a la carte Never nauseous never Sartre Make sure we taking care after dark sexy boi shawn feeling myself top to bottom you can feel me in the walls i can feel you when I’m gone sexy boi shawn feeling myself top to bottom you can feel me in your walls i cant hear you its too strong
10.
dashing rip hamilton 01:53
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I hide behind my pride as i peak over the fence use my masks to my advantage, dashing rip hamilton homies like the manson kin, they stand by my side roz is smoking foliage, i look to the sky the stars are few and far between, the pollution is rampant writing in my notes, beard like samson skin like cranson, gotta breathe with each step gotta weave through the stress im on a leash with regret ashes fall down from the old poems ive burned ravage any bird that comes close to my town my frown got creases that can tell a hundred stories hope my future daughter doesnt end up like laura palmer my ex stared into the 8 ball and lost her way i attempt to stay faithful through all the pain when you lament the past enough the memories start to fade so i treat each traumatic event a holiday. remember me keep me in the scene remember me don’t let this be a dream remember me each word a requiem remember me
11.
four 01:34
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found some love and i lost it, I’ve been accosted too many times her eyes fried with lust and pride i walk away 10 steps she runs 15, even through the thin screen she watches me write this 16 had big dreams but you know the cost in love and war two tongues at war, through sand and shore, little support. you found some love and than lost it i found your others still haunt us their little words they would mock us i wish you the best regardless i remember what you told me that night. might’ve not been you but i try not to keep that in mind. you said no matter what the cost you promised to never hurt or harm through your or her charm i believed it cross my heart now you wander the wastes, I’ve absconded your ways i know that lifes give and take god plays some devilish games it wasn’t your fault, i know that in full. but everytime i see you i see all four.
12.
step it out my love 03:39
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I didn’t love you you know that your head tilts down my eyes fold back you put your trust in me I put my time in you a conversation passed, apology overdue you said you loved me I know that my teeth filled with lies what a class act the fact remains you still wander the wastes I reminisce of founder days before your mother looked my way step it out my love, step it out if you can dance and sway so we can both teach the promised land step it out my love, step it out if you can don’t make any sudden moves out of my hand step it out my love, step it out if you can dance young Mary dance falling through the mud I can’t see up above we’ve already talked about this once It’s not enough I rise in my clutches come alive with my duchess disfunction I remember she was sun kissed she had the look in here eyes that she was listening. the one to Lead young fisherman to the inner sea weaseling her way into my inner circle thank gods that that marriage was infertile infernal the guilt eats away, I wonder if you feel the same or if that was another adventure in your fall from grace you probably still haven’t told her. Can’t blame you. even god sometimes hides the truth from his own angels somehow I’m still thankful we once met you and 3 others come to mind in the sunset you’ll never hear this, and if you do then let me say I’m sorry but I’m not in the same way. step it out my love, step it out if you can dance and sway so we can both teach the promised land step it out my love, step it out if you can don’t make any sudden moves out of my hand step it out my love, step it out if you can dance young Mary dance

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"garrulous; excessively talkative, especially on trivial matters."

"baby man; see whose."

the first whose project longer than 7 tracks, garrulous baby man is a collection of mistakes. a gathering of blunders from a 5'6 man who has no idea. a small, hairy from head to toe, somewhat ugly boy's foray into the vast unknown.

' I originally wrote this album to be the finale for my first 3 projects. The epic masterpiece to the first 3 sessions of the first campaign. As time passed, and the world morphed and changed, the songs i was writing changed. We wen't from bashful braggadocio, to somber introspection. It became something on its own, split right down the middle. I am not one to mess with the dice gods' decisions. So here we are. garrulous baby man.
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released June 22, 2020

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