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MESSIN WITH TEXAS
04:54
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2. |
CF HAWN STAR
05:32
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CF HAWN STAR
Wake up ‘bout an hour before sunrise
Make my first beat of the day before all you other guys
Before I even wipe al the sleep from my eyes
Put on my own designs don’t go out in disguise
3 cups of coffee 6 kratom 1 can twisted tea
Don’t cross the threshold until they inside of me
I’m known for my complexion not for my complexity
Name’s still G’Odd how you expect it be?
I stretch and yawn
Up at dawn crossing a grassy knoll in CF Hawn
He’s a Hawn Star
2 weeks poppin from crack hotel to crack hotel
No eye contact don’t ask don’t tell
Home girl had one too many trips to the well
Laying off that good good for a spell
Only time will tell when I’m gonna ring that bell don’t like it go to hell
Just like Rhodes I am dusty, carry a big ass knife it’s sharp and it’s rusty
Buy a few Steel Reserve for some street girls who deserve
Tell me I’m nice so I throw in 2 cups of ice
In and out of the family doller, they holla back when I holla
I’m beginning to feel like a rap G’Odd rap G’Odd
All the people from the front to back go on the nod
Hey you get off my lawn, it’s nothing personal that’s just how we all get down in cf hawn
Before I allow this plot to thicken
Stop by Williams and get some friend chicken
Strips with extra gravy, then hit the barber shop so that they can shave me
Some wiggers pull up ask where can they cop hard
Break me off a shard before you feathered and tarred
Guys with soulless eyes and hard cocks up in fox waiting til their laundry dries
Order up a nacho plate
Shit GOdd you already ate
Doing that a lot lately what an odd twist of fate
Odd G where he be?
Passing fools dead like Shaun down here in CF Hawn
Stop by the office not trying to be a jerk
But yo my plumbing doesn’t work
What no Ac until spring
But I’m rapping up in here know how much heat that bring?
Plus, my kitchen cupboard came with a rat
Fuck it, I’m not tripping over that
2 6-year olds called me a fag
When I see a dog his tail doesn’t wag
Still, I’m out in the hood flying a freak flag
Not really making too many friends so far
Sorta like popular when everyone knows who you are
I don’t need sycophants to applaud and fawn I’m already a star down in CF Hawn
Girl was no cowboy cheerleader but I take her home and I’m feedin her
Think I’m some kind of Dahmer type gonna kill her and eat her
Ask her her blood type and how many words per minute she type
Then service her with hearing so much as gripe
After that it’s back out again
Haven’t seen a cop since who knows when
But when they come, they come in groups of 10
Sirens blazing like these pastures they grazin
But I know there’s even girl cops under cover
Sorry but with that shiny badge I can’t be you lover
Broke up a fight guy say he got that AR in the car under the spare tire
From the look of his ride don’t think he’s liar.
That gun shit just isn’t my flavor, I’m just trying to be a good neighbor
Neither that church shit I think not, they yell, “Jesus loves you!” when I cut through their lot
I’ve settled in for a spell got my own spot, my studio is hot
You can spot me down her by the back of the hoodie I got on
It says down the back welcome to CF Hawn
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3. |
BATH SALTS
04:52
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BATH SALTS
Cleansed by the bath salts of this earth
Died once or twice try to focus on rebirth
I am the son of Gilgamesh
Way less clean, but a lot more fresh
Unearthed on an archeological tell
Poison in the water drunk from the well
In tunnels of Taoist temples find my sketching
On walls of Egyptian pyramids celebrated by etchings
Older than time dysfunctional, but rhymed
Amputated and cremated my existence enshrined
Defy documentation of accepted history
Hazier than the mist that cloud up a mystery
From druids to Samarians they can attest, they know my crest
Keeping answers hidden and close to the vest
Like watching the sunrise in the west
A secret society burdened by sobriety
Not for the pious to assume this propriety
I was chewing coca leaves when I discovered Authtralia named a city Perth
I was juthst emerthed in the bath thalts of thith eath
My cell phone’s ringing it’s easter island
Aks me the meaning of life I’ll just smile and
Give the sly response that characterizes wisdom
Categorize my knowledge by dewy decimal system
Mingled with forgotten species subterranean
Helped to chalk out the first draft of the prime meridian
I carved the path for the grapes of wrath
Used earthly salts to make my bath
I’ve had my work get banned been fanned by concubines of the Taliban
Knocked some Indians right out of a spelling bee
Had native American shamans put blessings upon me
Played on grass and Astro-turf terraformed planets with material sponsored by nerf
Before phinneas gage was all the rage had a spike through my skull and wore it on stage
There’s an ending to pie, but I ate that page
On My first hunt trapped a jackelope
Introduced it to a Minatare and the two of them eloped
I’m too dope to cope gotta go down before extending my periscope
A week before kanye i claimed to do all this shit cuz my life is dope
think you can follow me? Answer’s probably nope
No patience for shit that get too witchy
Knew cleopatra before she turned bitchy
After 30 days and 30 nights my shit was all itchy
Knew about judas but didn’t tip off jesus, no snitch, see?
Stood under obelisks blacked out by their shadow
Sometimes I wonder bout all those bath salts I had yo
Had quite a run trying to stick the landing
Lost some contemporaries, yet I am still standing
Brag til my face starts to twitch and my cranium dizzy
GOdd had sacks of them bath salts delivered straight to the hizzy
Reincarnated more times than the dalai lama
Dictated you can’t touch this to mc Hamma
Those that I shared with swore off drug like forever
Never had so much attention get paid to my lever
I’m the difference between fusion and fission
I am your leader now partake in my vision
I’ve been cleansed by bath salts of the earth
Died once or twice try to focus on rebirth
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4. |
SHARK DON'T EAT
04:10
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Shark don’t Eat
Gonna tellla you a story now boys and girls
Easily offended? Then clutch your pearls
Tell you about a clown called Honeycut
Had something good went and fucked it up
How much you get when you came to rob?
$20? That’s less than you got to slobbed my knob
And you went at it like a full time job
Get your mind right check your hind sight
Now reexamine your plight
And my will jizz appetite
Try to mend fences with fentanyl
First time you made a complete sentence y’all
Give you credit for one thing you mean business with that hatchet
Remind me when I see you so that I can snatch it
Call me Eminem all the times that you can if that’s the case then you’re Stan
Remember that guy at the bus stop in the snow?
You seen my show and you like whoa
Tried to get even now take time for my rebuttal
When you come to rob you must be a little more subtle
Cops there faster than the space shuttle
5 people called 911, cops came I said I didn’t recognize anyone
That’s not street logic it’s totally true because I’ve never met a bigger nobody than you
You know my door and what’s in store in case you forgot it’s number 4
That’s why I never made you a beat cuz this is the day that a shark don’t eat
I saw your video ducking under the door that makes you over 6ft 4”
Gotta beg my ass for a loko like Four
I teed off on your boys, threw their shit in a pile of leaves
Told you right then you shouldn’t hang out with thieves
That’s the 3rd time you saw me tossing fools like a tape eject
You were just pussying out when you showed me that respect
I was chilling down on Freemont that all you and me got in common is one old haunt
They told me about all your charges, sunk like jabba’s sail barges
So what if you’re 7 feet tall, I told you day one, this isn’t baseball
2 strikes and you’re out, got one on the bus home
Can’t get it through that thick dome
Mouthin off to the bus driver talkin bout I have clout
Next stop is Freemont, get the fuck out
Enough of that reminiscing my rhymes burn more than your dick when you’re pissing
Text me your cell number so I can phone ya
By the way, hi from Apollonia
Her and GiGi told me where you be
I went down to Pioneer square and you weren’t there
Straight called you out simple and fair
I know for certain you heard about it
None of your bullshit can ever cloud it
Tellin everybody how rich Honeycut, if that’s the case where’s your money cunt
Only because of your sincerest flatteries that boombox of yours even has batteries
Try to intimidate me an inch from my face
“You think I’m playin’?”
No, I think you’re an idiot. Do you hear what you’re saying?
Pay attention to Scott respect for the body shot
Never made you a song, but I’m built like Iggy on Fulan Gong
Clenched up like your ass last time you hooked up
Must of slid like 4 feet couldn’t have measured it with a stick that was less than a yard
Couldn’t put me down could you? you fucking retard
Up in jail getting your just dessert, owe, that’s gotta hurt
Best learn you ought not flirt
Keep using that line about Halle Barrie then fix you gap you fucking tooth fairy
No money in your commissary
Need a snack? You can munch my nuts while your ass is feeding more people up there than pizza hut
Tell them again how you’re down with Wu and brought up Snoop
Your veins run with crap
I usually don’t like rape jokes but in your case
Nah, I won’t open that can of worms, cuz the real fucking rapist is the one who gave you those perms
I hope you and your cell mate have a real nice date
Sorry this is a little bit late, but I performed it in public before I went south
Turns out you’re not the only one with a big ass mouth
Your new spot is a little bit bigger than my vocal booth
Your mother I tap
there’s only two things you can’t do with that big yap of yours
One is tell the truth the other is rap
Up in jail you are fresh meat
That’s why this is the day the shark don’t eat
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5. |
THE HUMAN ROLODEX
05:05
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6. |
TRUTH IS OUT OF STYLE
05:15
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7. |
JACK THE DRIPPER
03:09
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JACK THE DRIPPER
Hammering you I mean ball peen
At every stop I’m making a scene
It’s easy for me like Sunday morning
Making you wish I was still touring
All of my crew they done been dug
Getting you off like a rub and tug
all in love, with this mug
Not loving no pig and my beats you dig
While I’m rigggin my wig
I’m a fighter like Mig
Not feeling it much cuz I’m out of touch
Just a little difference between you and me
It’s a tenuous relation with reality
Unemployed as a male stripper
And a band aid ripper
Making those girls take a tug at that zipper
Make yourself useful and bring me my slipper
And take great care what you put in my pipe
Admit I’m the general and give me a stripe
Thumping your melon just to see if you ripe
While I’m serving your guts and calling it tripe
Don’t forget to tip your bartender
Pounding that ass til it’s nice and tender
Keep your girl at home I’m going to offender
Still coming down from a 2 year bender
Mail order bride let me tell you where to send her
To me care of the odd g
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