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1.
you won't want me when im dead (feat. pretty) 02:52
lyrics
he player pushing the buttons is doing a shit job i can’t seem to focus when the times get hard my mind gets cloudy and my thoughts get dark my eyes get low they removed the all spark i spent 100 dollars on a playstation 2 just to make the day seem like i aint got the blues exes in my circle tryna vacate my shoes triangles to get this square up out of the same views but it won’t change with each and every space i seem to space out zoning out, who my homies now rapping for the clout foaming at the mouth i don’t need you but for the next 5 minutes my mission is to please you my checking account says i aint mansa musa but I’m running through achievements like I’m ray navarez jr no matter what your conscious says you are who you surround your campaign isn’t shit without some names you can’t pronounce you won’t want me when I’m dead what makes you think i think that you possess a level head even when I’m dead still be blasting level heads i want the real you the one you try and suppress I’m afraid, I’m alone, I ran away from my home I’m ashamed, I get stoned, that strand goes straight to my dome I’ll explain, I’ve been feeling like a stranger to my soul And lately nothing in this world seems to amaze me anymore I need professional help, it’s not a question of health Cause in my head I’m playing chess with myself But I’d be lying if I said I’m at the best that I felt I keep investing my wealth, the type expressed in the twelfth, and never get a return So I destroy my own house of cards, I’m letting it burn Fuck all the lessons I won’t get them to learn Just go consider it a blessing that I’m sparing you You wouldn’t do the same if you knew everybody stared at you But it’s cool I’m feeling nice today, you don’t got a price to pay if you want some advice from me Don’t try to say those lies like I ain’t ever did shit, when I’m the only one who cared As if I ate the whole plate and never shared, it isn’t fair You won’t want me when I’m dead you won’t want me when I’m dead what makes you think i think that you possess a level head even when I’m dead still be blasting level heads i want the real you the one you try and suppress
2.
mma showboat 01:54
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i don’t associate with loud mouths and ho-ish vibes in life you make the most of it not let it hurt your stride at 65 ill still be writing like there is no time you’ll try to stand hear a pop like road warrior in 99 you keep my name out your mouth, i keep my hand from your mouth keep your mouth from the ground, won’t need doctors to help i put my hands in my waist, you put your foot on your tongue and if you think you can win, you got cocaine on your gums that ass shaking like the lungs in a hotbox sock you in your snotbox launch you to the nose bleeds you fold quicker than robert hansen at slope speeds ill od like scarface sniffing the whole key so weak typing emojis im in the dungeon crafting buckets for the whole team man i can’t breathe pass the pack gonna smoke till i have an asmtha attack you get punked like the jackal with a right hook face looking not well momma can’t look they found azithromycin in his cold veins seems like you shouldn’t use your cock with no shame shoot straight im a saucy boi you just a a sausage boy i do my dance avoid you shady types like lesean mccoy at 10 AM in the outpost, 10PM the curiosity pouring shots, lambasting your hypocrisy you say your with the shits but that’s exactly what your dropping joker of your class, you the batman and robin drink a shot of henny hold your hair you start to vomit motherfuckers like you are real common if this was 97 wouldve been on soundbombing i can go toe to toe with anybody popping you flip through your notebook fast, you outta options i look into your eyes like a somali pirate
3.
secondmisuse (feat. URSUS.) 03:01
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Whose said we gotta get this now Two hits and my face gonna melt Two hits and her booty gonna welt All these shooters blow smoke That’s me when I’m coughing up a lung Surprised city hasn’t made me slug These dudes pitching toothless mugs Roofing shooting tar in the veins Step over when I’m boarding trains High as fuck think I’m going insane SF keeps on picking at my brain Rubber zig zagging swerving through the lanes Puking out the Uber better not leave a stain Always ask my dealer bout the strains Always see my peers as the strange Chasing dreams I’m deranged Should I be afraid Will I be erased Running in place trip and fall on my face Will I win first place Or will I be erased Should I be erased Will I be afraid Running first place trip and fall out of face We should all run away Will I be erased (x2) i’m the son of a new yorker living i’m the whore of an american spirit take a drag, large puff, spit it i’m an addict but i promise ill never admit it you get admired for some shit you don’t do my background history got some things you won’t do, so true i regret how i’ve acted best believe but you out here planting seeds your followers will proceed your father was the man you aspire to be your mother is the woman you will never escape you sit and watch back every tape, landscape you will never be the great one motherfucker you are shang tsung and even when the tapes done youll do nothing but stare at the wall start coughing up a lung your rise to greatness will be immaculate. but you’ll fall like icarus with a greater vernacular. should i be erased will i be afraid running first place trip and fall out face we should all runaway will i be erased
4.
slimthuginohfour 02:27
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this feel like slim thug in 04 romanticizing swanging doors candy painted lacs in rows wheels spinning back and forth all i ever wanted was to drive sitting in my room watching slab music on rewind paul wall, big pokey, SUC all the time sax and hi hats used to run my summertimes aint got a license but i still sit and day dream about having enough cash to roll around on 23s what’s the word? what can i say i get cake like anna mae i get baked like snoop and dre king of the play got rules to make ayy yay when i got a couple gs to drop ill let my wings spread in the parking lot she glowing with that smile got the boys, girls, in betweens, they thems acting wild she usually busy with her shows neck glistens with her gold thus the one time I catch her alone A nice repoir is apropo I step close, ten toes with my walk all clean her skin got that natural oak wood sheen I put one hand out, say your the best I’ve ever seen Let me take you for a drive You make me feel alive
5.
resevoir (feat. the thought) 02:30
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feeling guilt like never before drinking from the reservoir my knees touch the floor reminiscing with the flour de lis tattoos now everywhere i turn i see bad news aint that true it isn’t natural rowing with the oceans pull too many fish in the water to see a clearer view backtracking to more fruitful landmasses places full of green instead of wasted years of teens mean teen titans were my forever idols brain yelling its better to sit forever idle haven’t studied a word of my december final your words of advice sound like an outlet to revile risk and reward, brisk turns to shore wrist awful sore as I’m fishing the source thoughts aren’t as pure as they were once before a decent rapport with ones planted at the port yeah drinking from the reservoir thoughts planted at the shore drinking from the reservoir I’m fishing at the source I understand the levee gotta function/ but that includes releasing water for reduction/ sky provides the suction, sun provides your life/ if you never dip your cup in, you prone to beat your wife/ tip toe the knife’s edge, with a sledgehammer down your throat/ yeah it’s priceless that you think you hiding behind that coat/ we on the thinnest ice, let the water just engulf/ I ain’t ducking from a fight, but I don’t like the results/ and I’ll never join a cult, I don’t know how to believe/ all my childhood taught me was that every body deceives/ found me in the forest covered head to toe in leaves/ I wasn’t even dead but they took their chance to grieve/ they can’t see me and they don’t even wanna try/ drinking from the fountain of youth, while they let their kids die/ they don’t care about the abuse, cause truth hurts/ I’m drinking from the reservoir, they’d rather choose thirst/
6.
vkp 02:24
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i’m just a lonely little kike strolling with the lights foaming at the pipe smoking with the tribe we are not alike my feet got them brown sucks running with the same cloth master of the sandbox main man like in andross holding torches like it’s the 1800s side bitch geekin but my main bitch blunted i’m far from the people that you wanted the people just keep coming the hunter of all hunted i’ve rummaged through all tunnels i’m nimble through all hurdles token on tobacco journal worth a thousand you can’t drink upon my fountain yu yu hakasho nunu doing lots of blow voodoo kim possible blew through each obstacle drink that im making taste tropical
7.
the garage 03:22
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I put my coat on the dresser, keeps the demons out I fully load up the special, just to have some piece of mind I don’t mess with love, she’s a cold mistress the ones who never fake will fold with ya see the bone tissue see the bone marrow can’t look at own shadow he sees all I choose not to see the hypocrisy I watched the autumn leaves turn into fallen schemes we bottom feeders know how to leech amongst socretetes The path I walk is void and hollow follow broken bottles play my heart staccato you’ll find more than one could bargain for trade your lust for a wealth of trust seldom done fell for one now I’m forever falling through the mud falling through the cracks in the sky asking me why flashing my eyes Yet I act all surprised ma keeps pushing me to put my faith in god I somehow see through that facade I see through that facade if I fall to sabotage I’ll give my warm regards to the gods ask them how they thought we wouldn’t see through their facade my eyes staring at the clock

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the last project of whose's first campaign, 3/3, okay roll is the culmination of sounds, emotions, and styles that encompassed the two projects before it; (natural 1/20) but built upon its strong suits. combining the depressive yet rich sonic outlook on natural 1, with the maleficent bounce and swagger of natural 20.

"okay, roll was a difficult project to fully realize in its early stages. I felt as if i hit a brick wall with ideas and concepts after tirelessly innovating and improving my sound on the previous 2 slices of music. Friend of mine sat with me, hearing my qualms and said, "who gives a fuck. make what you want too. no one is critiquing you but yourself". So i did just that, and was able to finish the tape with ease."

"I dedicate this project, and the whole first campaign, to the garage and the people who have walked in and out of it."

-whose

notable tracks:
you won't want me when im dead (feat. pretty)
the garage

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released November 30, 2019

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