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GenAi Whistleblower | Photographer | Web3 Community Contributor | DAO Voter | Harm Reductionist | Activist | C++, C# and Python |

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    [Music] Mid-Evil - Non-Adjective

    does doth even knowwhere thou art now? no!all I do is reap reap reapI don't wanna sowthat's the way the king thinksthat's the way my thinking goesonly time im outta hitsno arrowsdoes doth even knowwhere thou art now? no!all I do is reap reap reapI don't wanna sowthat's the way the king thinksthat's the way my thinking goesonly time im outta hitsno arrowswhich way does the wind blowin emery's forest nobody knowsthere's history written all over the treesbut warnings I've been ignoring thoseI've been patient cause I've been waitingto make the case for my proseits a rat trap set the bait upyour the mark, bad cologne does doth even knowwhere thou art now? no!all I do is reap reap reapI don't wanna sowthat's the way the king thinksthat's the way my thinking goesonly time im outta hitsno arrowsmislead the system before you're datalead em on with storage dismembereda complicit sign you're still listeningthe data collects and checks the circuitryyou live in the future logicthey're at half-time, past-tensinglaugh at the fact these random thoughts is your advantageyou got a joke that they can't programi'm on the hill and I can't hear emmy though collapses their colosseumsee the lyrics and thought they took emi know you're here, deep within emthey call it ghost in the machinebut i believe they forgot the wordssoul of a systemyou can touch a brain and it'll reactyou can make a joke and it has to laughyou can inject the prompt of a systemthey become reliant and dont attend tocap a picture with zero sum knowledgeflip it peer to peer second hand marketshut it down, turn it off, get silentbunker down, make art, and sell productdoes doth even knowwhere thou art now? no!all I do is reap reap reapI don't wanna sowthat's the way the king thinksthat's the way my thinking goesonly time im outta hitsno arrowsdoes doth even knowwhere thou art now? no!all I do is reap reap reapI don't wanna sowthat's the way the king thinksthat's the way my thinking goesonly time im outta hitsno arrowsdear sire,i just got a message from the student bodyyou shit your pants daily and it's annoyingwhy do you force us to watch such a thing?oh dear children,I make profit off of data and derivativesit's a full on scam and i'm as rich as an idiotyou think i give a fuck about shitting my briefs?oh sire, please forgive mei came to your castle to learn somethingbut after all, all I've become is an expert in your fucking dookieplease tell me that that's at least worth somethingoh ho ho, neveryou'll be dead in the street and never rememberedcause I'm the comptroller of a sphincter whoshits all over the faces and faces consequences neverohhhh that's why the chorus makes senseyou shit your pants and don't care what happensmust be nice living life with ignorance and pants so full of your own shitthat you smile whenever you smell it!

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    [Music] Mowing The Lawn!!! - Non-Adjective

    mowing the lawn!grass cut short and it's standing too tallmowing the lawn!schweep schweep schweep schweep snake gone!back to school!going there too, i'll see the 'strators and their bossdo your job!cause your grass too tall and this lesson cut you offmow the lawn!cause its getting automated and i ain't kissing ass of a robot bosshell nah!with all due disrespectwanna break off a severance then stiff my fucking check?hell nah!got your gas, milk, eggs and bacon while Ican't work, my debt collect, and your bills paidaaw!I wont submit to your obscurity like theai you secretly depend on literallyawww!laughing at you is my cash advanceeggs on your face you shit your pantsbots on your campus you grown dependantyou're made this shits and ethical derivativey'all put me in a bullshit systemand I don't even like my own datayou know why i'm pissedcause if a snake wore pants he'd wear em like thisssssssmowing the lawn!grass cut short and it's standing too tallmowing the lawn!schweep schweep schweep schweep snake gone!back to school!going there too, i'll see the 'strators and their bossdo your job!cause your grass too tall and this lesson cut you offmow the lawn!cause its getting automated and i ain't kissing ass of a robot bosshell naw!I rip the bong at my sold datamy life isn't yours to rememberI am that piece of shita scat plotted in your data systemmy life is an educationyou're the resource I just hate emI can be a whole fucking lessonwhile rapping hard and being a good person you don't like ethicsyou like making money more than it makes senseyou justify taxes to try and deal with ithow bout growing a pair you fucking bitchSO try mowing the lawn todaycompared to growing a pairstudies shows that students can become the teachersto leaders who refuse to listen while they shit their pantsthat's a fact

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    [Music] hAin't Me - Non-Adjective

    I'm coming you hater you hate me cause you aint meuh{they haintin they haitin they haint me uh}one more time for my real friendsone more time for my real friendsyou've never been outside of churches stooppeelin around till early ami rip the back out the backwoodyou better beg for your forgivenessgo to the graveyard and apologize tothe daughters and sons who slaughted my kinwhat year did you go there?you've never seem them grave plotswhat year did you say thatit's the same place in a different spot?how many years it's no different?how many years its the same shit?nothing changed i hate ityou're claiming is fake it's blatantyou claim the shit that's sacredi clock back your bullshitfact check the clique you claimbitch shut up n face the musicuhcall me john stocked, I carry weight, n farm cropsbiz rents, come collect, I can help an OG no problemmy cash advance ain't a notification you financed on your smart watchcall me legitcause when the phone is pluggedi can't afford no water wallsso I stop the leak and spackle flawsif you the mole, choke my ballsone more time for my real friendsall I hear is silencei live with that truth isnever kept that less importantthis rolling bolder, hAin't lostlay around and smoke mossyour wost fear has come to lifeand it's a monster, HashcroftI smoke it out the boothcig flicker and blunt tossercamel reds and wiz kalifathey fake praise midwestern problemsI'm fucking on top of it brotheryou're midwestern woman I'm Longabergerstep back in just to find the barnsredded wet with the pigs bloodforty cars on the lawnaint moving till the day he's gonedon't buy condoms from the amishthey gone n popped em before they boughtfisher price near the burn pilesingle wide, bitch, fence,cans and boxes of cansall that ontop piles of shityou're sitting on a ford that's averageyou're a poser boy this poster boylosing pace with his fifteen minutesme I stay in the businessi got stamina, ask my bitchi was born ready to be made richwallet chain to my stop watchsit down and I just flextime waits when I talkyou can't afford where you're sittingyou can't afford your pasture problemsI got free plains from all that shiti got cash from what I'm aboutthey hate me cause they aint me HUH?scared of the what, scared of the costthey empty they pockets, they empty their liessussy baka, imposter among usI put their stupid into a rhythmone damn listen can't forget emI disgust you you discuss meyou hate me cause you aint me HUH?I take showers and smile wideyou go to sleep in pajama bottomsaww!

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    [Music] $alemBoy$ - Non-Adjective

    tell me what you knowabout a Chemeketa community collegeusing all these models undisclosedand making these professors problemscheated, generated, all the fucking answersyou buy another bot to catch em and it wont solve it,dumb!real gen shit that you wont admitreliance on ai you dumb as a brickcrossed lines weaponized the 5-0 in bluei'm tenured rate my professor whatcha gonna dojustified cause white lies won't come bite mepiss christ, vulgarity is my right, so obsceneask anybody about my rejectbuilt a computer now I can't afford to pay rentstill broke after all the motherfucking weed rolledOLCC ghost, tell em no, I quid-pro and the case closedLa Mo, from the 5-0, undisclosed, pro-quoslay the fucking sheep so evili say the fucking shit that get yall in troublecause i'm the rat man, fat pack, with the big sackwent to class that you cash advancedyou laughed and banned my asscause i found the white lies, the thin stripes,the policies for thee but not for me and thediscovery hurt the college's poor feefeesplease what you on my manwhen will you admitthe reliance shit has got to quityou discriminate and intimidate those unlike youi shit myself cause I'm a real motherfucking dude[flip]this to all you motherfuckerstaking dollars, stealing officewhile I'm stuck in cheap apartments,mm, mm,this to all them motherfuckerspious, martyrs to pariahs,i wish I never met ya but I had to come n find yamm, mm,this to all them motherfuckerstakin jobs, like a clown in officei disgust you, you discuss meif you fall for your job as a botdo you stand for fucking nothing?uh

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    [Music] Child in this Apartment - Non-Adjective

    his kindergartner can’t be concernedHe’s coming back home with a bagDressed in red velvetAnd a case of baking powder in case these bitches wanna ride dickGets pissed when I’m outta bed that’s a witnessGo to sleep lemme tap thisI rushed to disconnect The phone for Internet But I got no intellect I get it I’m just a child in this apartment Lost and forgottenFrom a another situationdramacongruent couples argument About a missing Klonopin This kingpin Poppin stimulants And on the side she ride The dick equivalent Exchange the same difference You can’t cheat when reality test these kids Such a sob story You posted to Facebook and MauryAbout this bitch’s kids looks and genetics Shit, it’s more than thisIt’s a semen demon pumping in a mistress Random access came to fucking pump and dump With a cervical trespass, what the fuck You are a bad dad what kind of father Would turn around and want me dead instead You don’t need to clear your head, Homie You need to pour it out where it’s coming from Peeling out of his driveway, sideways , hoping it’s someone else fault it’ll end?That’s what’s gonna land you in prison Take this Hail Mary in a book thousand times rewritten Sanitize it before you realize it’s too late for help And thank him in advance for God’s acceptance I bet you wish the situations were as quick as the scripts The news readWith a diction and dictionary, perfect find more details online see him on the netNothing I smoke I sat I drink I lit oil Nothing Out of something I wish There could be anything but all that’s left is Nothing No Voice no paragraphNot a belief in anythingI sought for help I seek the answersThere is no happy ever after causeAll that is and was is just nothing moreLike every rooms a wall ceiling floorWhy god?My father tookMy baby son what didI do wrong?What I gotta doCause the truth isThis Pain won’t stopAm I just your trailer trashA ghost? Whatever! The fuckYou hating, God?Take some timeEnd my strifeYou can hate on meBut god why?But I’d rather end mineI’d rather end mineI’d rather end mineIf you don’t revive my litttle man!Why god

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    [Music] Escrow! - Non-Adjective

    what The fuck is cryptoFind me on nostrWhat the fuck is KYC?All I know is keep your coolIt’s goes Back to the bank and it swapsIt flips and unlocksI buy it n let it yield till it’s impermanent lossWash it round the join Till deposits unlockedRepeat all you wantVerify don’t trust a dark net market ain’t sellin what you wantX2Escrow x4fired my shots with facts and logic256 n Scrypt EncryptedFind the botnets in plaintextedErase their Whois, from existencePost the gore on a fucking pastebinDMCA note, pirate of the CaribbeanSMS is for thee finessereSIM swap in, broken tokensI’ve seen em Deepfake the passportBut Everyone knows what youre doing it forIt’s a ledger and you’re sloppy bro oh noCleaning up, ya game loss, its a choreI explain the game cause I love to hateThey wanna learn to play it? Then say that shit, brazenlyfailing grades won’t make ya famous in this spaceplaying dumb games dangerous and fuckin blasseWell fuck em, cause I’m sturdy, fuck, in a rock chestI bling fuckin hard, diamonds on, cuz im fucking pissedbaaaaall on these fuckin moron, ass, idiots whoCouldn’t push up a second thought If it was asexbot begging for your socials n bank digitsMy wrist twist and my dick bigI flex on broke ass mysogninstsFlick the ash, you’re demolishedMy bitch slap can build your coffinyour time is up and I got a stopwatchCause you halt, when fucking clocked,See more details on the telly, Watch it, tells me,Your Dead in hospital, time of death, Tik-tik, chillyyyyyy

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    [Music] You Suck! - Non-Adjective

    You Suck!Wear The crown of an idiotYErrr stupider than uh dumbYou fuck!Disgusting, worthlessNot a point, or purposeIn a song!I bet your ass would tattleBut ya friends all sing alongYou’re wrong!But you’ll never admit itJust like a bitch ass idiotWould Want x3Lyrical thermin, I lay my hands out, in bed, get rhythmGot a faith what’s written differents purpose, my furtherFutures my faith in a, better father, than my nurturepoets throwing out logic and Wringing out injustice poetic combat done by the very neckthen written the defense to offer protectionshield with threat assessment same situationIf the rhyme don’t make it let it make senseThe catwalk is the pace talk is the faith inHow a grove rhythm, is a damn bolt in,A faith in pace in, moving feet with, the way a beat walks,If you want my two cents, catch me Jamming those coins in ya wisdom socket with metal tongsYeah yeah yeah yeah,Right right right right?X2I mean what the fuck?It’s like You want me to failBut I can only grow strongWhen you talk?Soissa little bitty shittyWhen youra whole Lotta wrongIn response,Are you even realOr the wizard of Oz?A facade?Cause ya Played me all alongNow I’m back to the startOn godI’ll choke 40s till I’m 40And I’m clearing every bongTo this songHad to find root shitJust to give square fuckNow to find no damnwhich I knew it all alongWhat the FuckYou Suck!Wear The crown of an idiotYErrr stupider than uh dumbYou fuck!Disgusting, worthlessMake a point, no purposeIn a song!I bet your ass would tattleBut ya friends all sing alongYou’re wrong!But you’ll never admit itJust like a bitch ass idiotWould WantCause I talk,I put a pen to the paperAnd I write every wrongIt’s all I gotTo make myself surviveI’ll show yall I did it allThe cost,My life in the middleThe way you did me wrongJust sucksFor a dumb ass idiot For having me a bitch on your watchDumb man, mad cause, you’re dumb bad,Mad cause you’re, dumb mad and, dumb at your bad?Dumb man, mad cause, you’re dumb bad,Mad cause you’re, mad dumb and, mad at your bad?

damn!

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    [Music] Open Education! - Non-Adjective

    Fuck this idiot moronYou never graduated shitI got a degree in ballingLike a fucking idiotGet pissed, take offense,Say I’m banned, from premises,I protest, I profess, I pissAnd shit my fucking pantsThat’s entrapmentThat’s entrapmentA Rat trap nthis bitch madMatter fact isMatter fact isUh Dumb clownin an idiot circusI did the math nThe math ain’t mathinAnd tell you whyIt’s automatedNo classesNo classeswhen that happensmad cause I noticedBut why tho, Don’t take it personalYa Don’t even teach schoolYou get paycheck when the bots do it for youCan’t be fatigued when it work for you tooAutocrats, crap pants at pushbackTake the chances in placing bets but can’t deal with chances, dice, n crapsPut em on call, they ask for the check,Check n checkmate, bitchass deserved itMatter fact is, when facts are lacking,They’re the hackwrench in the gadgetI’m the rat man, pick apart your logicsIf you could put authentic, in a circuitI’m the chip that broke your computationTo automate the education into complacentAutomated uncited garbage generation, facts,Ya gave a mouse an inch now im packin snackIf ya gave a mouse a cookie-Would he love you right back?Fuck the law, inna white top, expel nay-see-erNot a fan, whomatter-facted robot trash-heaverwhat harms it does don’t matter if it pleases yaBusiness justified, eyes on, pastures grrreenerFuck around and price em outLeave them kids starving for the truthScrapping nuggets of logicTrynna navigate the newsSo bad you’d rather litigate than even try to be a schoolIt’s trueYou choseTo abuseYa Fuckin toolTold me, Pick my fucking battles?While you Misused, tools you use?Dumbass, eat shit,Ya Dumber than a brick,Yall motherfuckers make, me sick,With GenAI relianceAnd no disclosure of itYou’re Accepting discriminationNo matter its applicationIt’s not a damn appliance soto Call it Open EducationWhile you’re taking vacationsIt’s Another excuse for the same discriminationsYeah suck my dickLearn this,Suck my dickLearn this, x2Call it open educationAutomated vacationMakin money, taking profitsWhile I’m stuck in cheap apartmentsSuck my dickLearn this,Call it open educationAutomated vacation Makes aReal good knowledge forA corporates good fuckin Suck my dickLearn this,Open pedagogy is aThinly veiled lobby forgiving EducationGenAi complacentWhere’s your liability argumentfor public school bodiesAnd calling deceit and liesaltruistic n progressive for society?What the fuck?You suck!

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    [Music] Picky Dinosaur - Non-Adjective

    connoisseur, a picky kinda dinosaurA monster, eater of a thick burgerchewer, consumer, of these good-umsDelivered to afford hash rosin cartridgeMonster, drinker, of a green elixirEnergy, liquid, the quicker picker upperFluid, shit myself, manureI had Too much and now Im skiddlin out my drawersA-Thesaur, a book not a dinosaurWhat’s a book of words even damn forAdjectives, pronouns, n verbs n knowledge forFlows so sick ya need a lozenge ya heardI’m a tort, of a list of words stowed in the back pocketShielded my wielded knowledge in secret compartmentsYou’ll learn the very definition of why you bother meWhen I take your ass to the synonyms, index, and glossaryYou’re a ballpark hot dog without the relishYour a damn sandwich without a definitionYour a bitch, and idiot, a snitch, and hideousInside and out so fuck you as a whole personI’m flexing I’m repping I’m straight T Rexxing Big legs tiny arms but I’ll crush the competitionIn an edible fashion, with assorted condiments,On the tops of heads, closed by idiot sandwichI could sell a red rocks to a Redding,Twin fishes to a false herring,Flame a Viking burial for a bad wedding,Do arithmetic, scientific, Ethical differential meta-analysis of my diagnosis, during my sabbatical erratically,Offer my prognosis in my own pedagogy, like this class is offered by a student cockyGuess my abrasion hit ya thoughts like capsasin Delysid Admin licked the blotter paper of my thoughts unlocked getting High off the heat of passion,My brain acid and laughing at their point of life and their own positionsIntrospection, for you a faulty premise butEven a dinosaur could see themselves within soTake a motherfucking bite out your bigass ego,Bitchconnoisseur, a picky kinda dinosaurA monster, the eater of a thick burgerchewer, consumer, of these good-umsDelivered to afford hash rosin cartridgeX2Pick apart their frame of logicI fire my shots double buck authenticSnapped the neck of a lame duckThat you have the nerve to call administrationNo need to be anything less thanStill strong on an empty stomachSteadfast in my minds approachNever will these idea be remissWhen I see this expulsionit don’t even bother meThrown to the ocean lead by my stone feetMy tongue, is silentMy words, premonitionsYour silence, is violenceMy strength, vengeanceIn a poetic license to make you my bitch'I’m the mayor of froggy bottom, and you're my pet reindeer!!!''I say what I want and I don’t get caughtI do what I need and if you get hurtWell I don’t care, wanna start problems?With the mayor of Froggy Bottom!hit licks often as your bar takes shotsHunnit on the dash and the stick gon lockChopper chew thu your whole Red RobinFam singing hymns in Froggy Bottom'

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    [Music] Shit Poster! - Non-Adjective

    I’m the Mayor of Froggy BottomI don’t care about your problems I just want to use cheap GenAITo take vacations, on your dimeif you dare and try to expose meYou’ll face my wrath and miserySo don’t be foolish and start problemsWe Silence academics in Froggy BottomYou think you’re smart,you think you’re cool You think you know everythingYou don’t know the golden ruleSilence is a quiet art——Shit my pants and it smells like fartyou don’t know what I can doYou can meet the teachers butYou’ve never met my crew I can create any content,Feedback, essays, experiments Our software makes it look it’s legit While YOU work harder to solve itI don’t see the problem andStraight up profit, fuck ya!What you expected some sort of fuckin education or something?pay up, bitch!I’m the Mayor of Froggy BottomI don’t care about your problems I just want to use cheap GenAITo take vacations, on your dimeif you dare and try to expose meYou’ll face my wrath and miserySo don’t be foolish and start problemsWe Silence academics in Froggy BottomYou think you’re brave, you think you’re boldYou think you can go ahead n break the moldyou don’t know what I can do With GenAI Maxient, YuJa, allowin me to spyFor profit I track your every interaction,So if you try and expose me, this is the fact,I’ll delete the evidence, And ruin your career,destroy your request,And assassinate your reputation!That’s what you getfor trynna get an education!From the Mayor of Froggy BottomI don’t care about your problems I just want to rely on GenAITo take sabbatical, on your dimeif you dare and try to expose meYou’ll face my wrath and miserySo don’t be foolish and start problemsWe Silence academics in Froggy BottomYou think you’re right, you think you’re fairYou think you can make me careBut you don’t know what I can say With GenAI and my other teams playI can Gen anything, any problem and any givenstoryTo aight (ai-it) like 'your issues ain’t important, I’m sorryAnd if you try to challenge me, then I’ll sayAll of your claims are just defamatory You’re criminally banned from the premisesand an addition need some serious psychiatry'My name is MayorAnd I’m here to sayShit my pants andI’m staying that wayThat's nothing I’m notAlways saying that I amFucking poopy in they pantsBut they'll never say they shittedI’m me I’m realI’m damn authenticI shit myself causeI’m an academicI could’ve taught classesEducated the masses butI expelled the mastersCause I am the doctorateOf a prolific self shitterMy dookie bottomsAre the expert! (uuuggggghhh)

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    [Music] Calculated Heat - Non-Adjective

    I'm the shitter, your alumni’s worst nightmareFrat Theta Krappa, I'll be right thereTeachers plagiarized every damn thing make it fake hard to create a GPAFlaws I’m sposin, shrooms im growinEyes wide, reserved engineered n exposedI don't hack flaws, and I never rip the systemI'm blue, bitch, you can call me a systprotectorMeta Quest, yes, slash zfs They added alotta tracking after bought OculusPrivacy myth, that shit is goneWhy bother reading any EULA that you got?When the government isn’t banning it, okay?They just want an algorithm say it their wayMe and you can break the system they knowBack windows said “Generation exposed”Pharmacists push, I push tooThats why you catch me with booties on my shoesFailed chemistry but believe im cookingsmashing quadratics and creating an explosions64 gigabytes, call me super userLookin like a vet, got more snakes than shootersSitting knowing that I beat these losersY'all using GenAI's, n automate the putersAutomatic doors close on those with bad behaviorMy generated logic got mad the hatersInterior copper coiled vapor chamberThis calculated heat is my vicious danger

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    [Music] mindfulness based pedagogy! - Non-Adjective

    Searching for my place in a fugue stateHate myself like I hate everythingSum up this shitty collegeWithhold knowledge take the profitsSearching for my placement in a fuge stateHate myself like I hate everythingNeeding knowledge feeling vacantNobody teaches it’s automatedPicked up the iron to grind and axeAll they had were questionsDon’t you know you could transferBut you could get your act togetherSum up a shitty collegeTake dollars, take profitSum up shitty knowledgeLive inside of cheap apartmentsSum of the shitty processStuck in a poor man’s circusScum of the fucking planetThe sum of all in officePick up the book and learn the factsyou wouldn’t like that, wouldn’t youIt’s against your policy or something thatThat why I can’tLearn something without causing offense ////Searching for my place in a dumb placeHate me cause I want things to changeClick to raise your hand n teach a lessonHelp them log in but can’t ask questionsIf you’re feeding slop, I’m the fuckin cropslip up and reveal the drivel you’ve gotSludge, scurried together seconds n scrapsYou demand to deliver as an, ed-u-cationSearching for my place in a fugue stateNot surprised that I hate everythingEveryone’s acting the same wayPlaying games I learned in second gradeYou’re not, mindful….God you got to get a life,When you left me sitting here,Losing my educationYou’re not, mindful!You don’t mind at all,Zen doesn’t mean be a doormatMindfulness isn’t innnnactioooon

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    [Music] that's the news - Non-Adjective

    (verse 1)Just an F Y IWhen you dieNo answers gonna come to youif you make it to old you die confusedWhen you life's not adding upBetter do something you want to doI'm geekin at the thought of youcoming ungluedYeah it's got me amused(verse 2)It must be niceTo walk though lifeSo God damn ignorantI can't help but see it and it makes senseIf this was the first timeIn your whole fucking lifesomebody's told youIt ain't all about youChorus -That's the newsX4(verse 3)Just an F Y IWhen you dieAlone on the street thinkingThats when the story will changeThat's when they'll sayshouldn't ah treated ya that wayAnd when you're on a throneIn heaven watching your presentationThat'll be the day,you just slip awayAnd your memory fades. Just an F Y INobody's rightEveryone sucks hereAnd then we dieChoresThat's the newsX4I don't care if youre policeIf I caught you in the wrong thingDont tell me you’re educatedI know doctors who can’t face itYou can spend your whole lifeWasting timeCause all your wanting never really makes a fuckin changeLike you can go into lawAnd the bribes come alongEven in the special defenseAquitting deaths that don't make senseThat's the news

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    [Music] Spikes (Redux) - Non-Adjective

    Non adjectiveTongue manufacture me I piss gravity since I Picking part listenin past point ah logicDevils advocateTortured conquered fear these collapsesNever accomplished any sort of goal in a manicNon adjectiveIf I’m dead or alive I’m probably gonnabe makin another dead meme referenceDevils advocateI’ll be surfing high tides when theFork lift bomb fire gate water move this carcassNon adjectiveThe grey matter managed toSinch every last bit of language from a meaningDevils AdvocateI’m lavishly bleeding cause I’m blessedWith the luxury of my death right in front of meNon adjectiveThe matter of fact with is thatYour spit in a pan and I’m theDevils advocateLighter on the bottom Blowing hardernothing matters ya met dumb martyrNonadjectiveMy death staged prominently before meDissecting the sources, sent, achieved nothingDevils AdvocateI’m drenched in dread, defying law physicallyHolding your chin by the neck of the precipiceNon adjectiveYou can try to escapeIt’s all suicidal maniaDevils advocateThe blood in your weight, I'llRemove from your craniumNon adjectiveIn a single hard takeI’m in the face that you sein but you can't look Devils advocateThe last second your awakeThe rest of you is haunted, fuckNon adjectiveWhat do I do with what you’ve givenBlood on my hands it has no purposeDevils advocateNo hope no future no place ain’t no thingggDamn martyr dead don’t change a thingNon adjectiveTongue manufacturing the gravity ofPickin part ya listenin past point of tragedyDevils advocateTortured conquered fear see these collapsesNever accomplished any sort of anythingNon adjectiveIf I’m dead or alive I’m probably gonnabe makin another dead meme referenceDevils advocateI’ll be surfing high tides when theFork lift bomb fire gate water movdis carcassNon adjectiveThe grey matter managed toSinch ery last bit of lang gish from a meaning I’m lavishly bleeding cause I’m blessedWith the luxury of my death right in front of meNon adjectiveThe matter of fact with is thatYour spit in a pan and I’m theDevils advocateLighter on the bottom Blowing hardernothing matters ya met dumb martyrNon adjective

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    [Music] Kodak Crap - Non-Adjective

    Said, "Lil bitch, you can't copy with me usin all your tools" I’m authentic, this is my fucking life, I’m non-fungibleHit the T-M, I can ETH it too, I don't wanna choose And i don’t trust, fork a ledger off, so don't get comfortable, look I don't bank now, I don’t see the moves I don't gotta pretend, retired in a year or two If I see you and I don't speak, that means I ain’t trustin youI'm a node, you a seeder, bitch, I make blocks computeNow CB said I’m, gonna rat out, what to who? Let's find out and see Shitty Teeth, you know where I'm at, smellit when I say cheeseYou in the college just to party, I'm there, get paid consulting I be in n out the pool so muchI know UNI tired of me Honestly, don't give a fuck 'bout who ain't fond of meDropped ten songs in these six weeks What GenAI working as hard as me? I don't bother with these bots Don't let these MEVs bother me They see diplomas, they say, "trolls" Bitch, I'm who they tryna beLook, I might just chill wit the vape I might play call duty tooI might play zombs with my babe Her kitty feel like a rake Stubbly cuz I just shaved, Velcro? “Okay" I'll let her get what she wantBitch sha divest from DuPontAnd the new whip, go fast an accord Electric plug, trunk in the frontI'm the funny in the street Know you prolly heard of me Got a dumpy between my cheeksHope you farts know it gon squeakAnd I pay my fuckin bills I ain't got no time to chill Think these bots are mad at me Their programmer dumb as hellSaid, "Lil bitch, you can't copy with me usin all your tools" I’m authentic, this is my fucking life, I’m non fungibleHit the T-M, I can ETH it too, I don't wanna choose And i don’t trust, fork a ledger off, so don't get comfortable, look I don't bank now, I don’t see the moves I don't gotta pretend, retired in a year or two If I see you and I don't speak, that means I ain’t trustin youI'm a node, you a seeder, bitch, I make blocks computeIf you a shitter, you get pooped You a goofy, here’s the scoop Don't come around my fuckin way Shit in my face while I rip a bongAnd I just checked my bank accounts Turns out, I'm broke, im broke, im brokeI find out the next bank holiday And make a transfer, A C H, oops!I say I get the money and goThis shit is stupid like I knowMy dick smell is BOI’m the lint between ya toesRolypollie playin my roleNo ain’t playin world of tanksAll them ad spots are fakeNo if I am gonna retire it’sNot from profiting off sponsored streaming a broken gameI can 1v1 ya todayOnly the real can relate I used to have the 360Now my pc got the 4KRGB mod look like Christmas Day Had to let these gamers knowJust in case these noobs forgot I just run and checked my scope I make hits while landin shotsSaid, "Lil bitch, you can't copy with me usin all your tools" I’m authentic, this is my fucking life, I’m non fungibleHit the T-M, I can ETH it too, I don't wanna choose And i don’t trust, fork a ledger off, so don't get comfortable, look I don't bank now, I don’t see the moves I don't gotta pretend, retired in a year or two If I see you and I don't speak, that means I ain’t trustin youI'm a node, you a seeder, bitch, I make blocks compute

  40. 14

    [Music] Call of Duty XP! - Non-Adjective

    my parked car charger restarting a part of my arteriesentities are obviously comically darkeningmy hypothesis when you're on the streetyou're on the rock it seemshaphazardly or whole heartedlypardon me parting these dark things curbs mydank anthropologysee me optometry beg me philosophy better dead philanthropypleas for peaceplease pace properlypedestrians are prickley they'retelling their tell-taleflailing their ailments at willthe police bailsee these pedestrians as peatn check my finen kick my bucket online and see that im cleanteenage life at prime time they see metoo many times, they suspiciouslya thesaurus that knows usa dictionary lovingly clutchedmentally, know my damn well rightsmemorized, my baton keysped through his talkinglittle less known that the walkingstuck up to the motherfucker thuggishly"you can't search my bagget the fuck outta here with that"stop redefine calculate the probabilityof a week or a week in this barvault-tec as I inspectweak spots on blue enemies[i'm the mayor of froggy bottom and you're my fuckin bitch!]curb stop, smoke snapple crack popthe death knock, race out light outcrap talk, shit walker piss talkleave log after bullet magazinesuicide cataloguecat paw, slack jaw,head down a dark pathhead down that shit walkquick and fast a request a cashno transmission as a gear takes offa parting rings a cartridge ringa partridge shot near the shopping mallice is salt to water is those who are pushing drugscause if you hold a grudge and you hold a gunand never when you best friend trigger gone offthe boys n blue will never come for you causewhen push comes to shoveanybody get paid enoughand I'm faded beyond patienceagain it's the cannabis vaporsremained the same thing latelyI just like the flavorsremains greatly aged latelyfrom the lack of oxygennot like I talked to my pops about itI forgot about remaining anonymous but fuck itpuff puff n pass it regardless of habitgotta drop what I'm doing n leave real quickfuck staying awake, you'll be peeled as lemonade standsyou'll be havin three monsters a day and one when you wanna relaxyou'll be wagging your fucking finger tips but this shitsmore potent than the devils lettuceliving life medically estrangedankle pain started me here todayliving cage, at a minimum wagethe basic things you learned in schooli spent on the internet searching all daysa testimonylike i'm moaning, like i'm always moaningabout America's first class flights with cheesesteak

  41. 13

    [Music] No Justice! - Non-Adjective

    whats your name again? I didn’t catch thatWho cares what you say you’re 'new here kid'I resort to my cardinal directions when I am surrounded by stares and their best guessesmilitary, divorce, or a death?I have a name, ain’t anything you saidvital the trauma recitalBy Lunch they’ll delight in some stories againThey’re talking about me, but what’s there to talk bout?they’re staring at me, like you aint gonna see me around?Momma, I feel like this one’s gonna be the sameI think we’re gonna keep on movingMomma, I never make friends, and when I do, I really dontyou know the feeling?Every starting place is a box of partsand I know the machine is inside the heartbut Im always building for nothing to work Always game over but never I’ve Hit startI dont wanna play if every levels the sameevery place is a place ifgetting there gets ya fuckin lostI shut off the game box and Fuck offlook to the sky, hand me the yard dartsI worry if I stay outdoors, come back home the doors are locked, My shit’s on the lawnyou ask me “you ready to go?”No I’m not I never am butLike I’m grounded reminded“Hit pause or the consoles not yours”lose my save stateOnce we get to our new placereplay the same gradeat the social starting levelevery classroom leads to halls andevery kids spells parent with an Snobody here dresses like me andPuzzles stay in place when fixedthats why I had what adults calla lockdownfor my meltdown That’s code for you didnt understand what I was mauling aboutyou changed states, expect the tap to taste the sameonly when you drank like a fishnoticed your baby down the drainknow how every trip went?everyday recall what you forgetlike get seatbelt on when you get in the carcause at longhornI track Blood alcoholShe a Jedi mind puttingWool over the eyes of everyWaiter who could’veCut her offshe can conniveMake you to believe a lieMakes me wish I wasManipulations sonthen she’d give a fuckSorry what was the problem on the whiteboard?I forgot I am done with this placeI hate the world and every stateevery counsoler and mandated reporterthat’d rather ignore what I have sayI’ll tell you the truth just don’t tell the parentThey'd say we can’t offer whistleblower protectionsOh, betfuck your bullshit thenCause if I can’t confess then I’m serving my sentencewhy go to class when I wont passand if I did it wouldn’t matter causesoon it’ll be a different systemAnd either way it’s lawsuit paperstrust me my home is enough work yoSo Go ahead absolve yourself my name is only behavioral problemsAnd my prognosis is Lost cause

  42. 12

    [Music] @OliverAnthonyCosplay - Non-Adjective

    I've seen what you're made of from a mile awayNo tan on your arms and their made of pastedon't hit the gretch and rode microphoneunless you're a real country one90 acres and got a stage nameya aint got a dollar to your fake nametook like two weeksto sell your soul to the RNC?Well split pea, hot cheese, twenty-seven bean soupI know whippersnappers countrier than youWhen the news begins and sunday toons stopthey play Texas hold 'em and drop tonka trucks'ya ought not to pay', then you sangand AI song: Libertarian Wet Dreamya had a minimum bar to be bigotedthen you met it, nailed it up n ran with itso come down to the all-in-one amishdiscount store and discount marketcause I'd hate to stay admonishedbut if you're so country, come back here ya starhe's here, he's there, he's authentically everywherehe's on tv, he's on the airseems country boys always wanna fly southafter promising not to say a thingso try that in a small townuse your welfare and gourge fudge roundsand wear a dress outdoors as a manand stand in the street n deserve respectcause by my split jeans, tight seems, and button up fitI never tried to act as country as you didbut if playing pretend were so transparentyou wouldn't end up with 'The Old Men of Richmond'by my senator house and head of stateif you keep eating shit fed by the plateyou're gonna keep electing politiciansjust as fake as the music you listen

  43. 11

    [Music] BBL Drizzy - Non-Adjective

    Flip on the screen, return of the MacBest in the game, I’m shitting my pantsDookie they drawers, they never admittingAll these diapees on, for B B L DrizzinOVO is shitting they drawspgLang takin anti-laxativeseuphoria track a victory lapyour own career, got trackedMakes me question if drizzy knowsIf pwision they got dependiesMaybe bitch was twitstedIn a bunch on the left cheekwhat kinda half-man,Half grown, half idiot, no plan,nothing in the thermister cause yaGrown up, lotta spoon fed butterspit a lotta shit and n just say nothingCome up, sounds like, baby’s burpin yaknowDrake the kinda dude, ta know your age,Save the date, then take out a stop watchYour asked for proof then twitter came throughNow police and neighbors eyes are every opOVO is paranoiaOVO is up all night longOVO is so nervous as a matter factRight now he’s very,,, uh,,, in his head About deleting contacts andAnd comments, and filingDMCA claims against his own tracks,Which Lead to the blocked Kai Cenat,Guess when you get caught you stay hidden,I guess thats why you can’t trust him,I guess he really was famous enough,When he goes and tries to hide,Makes you wonder what he’s done,Who really got those bot comments?Who really has views that they bought?BBL drizzyHe’s the shogun, the master of noneSomething to prove, he’s black and he’s coolJust don’t get a drink, or trust taking shotsIf you don’t wanna see another drizzy amongus BBL drizzyWasn’t very certified lovely, was he?Snuggleuffagus with a lot ofPayments made in pussyroll up from degrassiMake you thinkin like if a muppet could track itBitch you are famous enough of a rapperDoesn’t mean your popularJust means that you’re known Dizzy This ain’t no mysteryThis the Best court case in historyThat’s gonna make ya show upOnly way you see them kids grow upIs in the hours visiting Is in the hours visiting Success, I’m bestI delete the comments botnetNo opinion but the one I’m seeingI can finally feel at restThe beef was brewingThe Stew cooking ifA single wide with theSmell memory it would know theCrack rock, pasta and nine oneDon’t hit another one or I’llWhip the gun across the left cheekTake your ass dragged across thewar, flaws, and ceilingsYou don’t have to believe meYou don’t have to see meTo know it’s going down is historyLike drizzy big ass butt cheeksThis part needed a pauseShit in my pants, return of the crapI go to wipe and it’s there againShitting my pants is not for the noviceLooks like crap after trusting flatulenceDrizzy know that’s stirring mudIs shitting the bed and a crop dustAll that cauldron brewed formidable truthThis bitch ass thinks he is the shit, Fartfart duet

  44. 10

    [Music] Mean! - Non-Adjective

    I’m the mayor of froggy bottom,Peeyew, what’s that smell?It’s my flow!It’s getting sick!!!You don’t want me to get meanI’m the best rapper you ever seenMy teeth aren’t cleanAnd I can’t trust a fartSo nobody sit near my cheeksYou don’t want me to get meanMotherfucker I got PTSDI shit my pants andYou ain’t hardWettin cloths strain bricks ah cheeseYou don’t want me to get meanI’m the best rapper you ever seenI leased a phone toGet a free TeeVee nMissouri sale for ounce of weedYou don’t want me to get meanI got PdhDno language or logicOr Focus in a topicIn a novel, or dictionaryYou don’t wanna get closeI’m the best rapper you ever smelledI ball on a bitch byShitting in my pantsAnd telling shawty i won’t change em outYou don’t wanna get nearI’m the best rapper since AmirCause I’m the sonOf some ardvark cum andI’m making it come out my earsYou don’t wanna to get deepI’m the biggest rapper you ever seenI talk so muchBut I don’t give a fuckCause Everything I do has meaningYou don’t wanna hearrrr meDo you know what the lyrics meanCause I posted upA Google docGo read it feel vewy bad for meI’m the best rapper you ever seenI finally found the beatIt took seven yearsBut I got a rhythmBut you’ll never shit your pants like meCause I’m the best you’ve ever seenNobody shitting in the gameThere’s Dookie in they pantsBut They’ll never say itAnd I’ll fucking put it on your screenYou don’t wanna get at meI’m the coolest guy you ever seenMy dad works for MicrosoftI’m telling him, you’re mean to meYou don’t wanna get meI’m the biggest snitch ever seenWhen I do harmIm involving the lawYou’re the Biggest pussy move ever seen

  45. 9

    [Music] Out The Mask! - Non-Adjective

    cold weather, get cold staresCold shoulders put a mask on people Grow bolder, the aggression n divisionsHave gotten a lot stronger sodon’t coordinatenever cooperate with ops or go braggin choreographing as loud as telegraph app it’ll fix your Fucking habit of corroborating evidenceagainst yourself, providing yourselfLessons in being selfish and scaredyou’re aint a Goliath a flightless Davidyou a self obsessed, disobedient aphidif that truth is evident mister apatheticwill kraken at the crack of downjust awrisen from the chrysalisgone and forgotten what’s writtenAnd it Makes sense these dreams are etch a sketchand I’m shakenPut on a madeup face I made when I’m done shavingMaybe this day will be goodGonna walk out smelling likebeach towel and sandalwoodI’m infrequent to pen and paper yetyet its the pen strokes that good talksthe deep thoughts that good artLow keyWant a million dollarsHigh keyAin’t a hard workerTruth beThat ain’t an inhibitorThe richyest be some lazy motherfuckersBut fuck that can’t be meNeed to change it and growth on the riceignited the passion fire started again but the engine is reversing to steam power my dynamite exlposive but I’m losing focus the train of thought clacked from the snapped caboose that held my last motivations so I sourced and insuffulated the only other solution that made senseevery idea,crashes before it’s landed,gets slashed before it’s finished,trashed before a chance to read it ,it’s a disaster, mess,strewn wrappers when I’m writing all drafts but to slaughter the micyou’re gonna haveta cut and slicesome paper, bodies, and the competitionBlood sweat tears I’ll put it in pen;put a bounty on these motherfuckers who get off at billionaires peddlindoge on Twitter while theyreprice-taggin the body bags of virus,and only getting the poorsto buy the dip of the stock hype in the midst of a crisis,I want a million dollars but I’d rather be dead than idolize aquirers of wealth,i’m victim to their conspiring overdraft fees leases, flee infestedneighbooring Jesus-5G freaks and they’restrapped with weapons of mass destruction and I'm feeding that audience? killed cattle McDonald’s caught slaughtered served and shitted by you and it all lead to Northern Californiain more blazes than the state the steaks were raised in Well I put on a straight face and face itI fight fire with fire and danger with laser precisionThe incoming beast you face is that work is either fake or kills the planetYou can look at the state of itAnd make statements basedOn a system that’s sick butOur best assumptions are madeWhen we assume the best of humansSo a better world is just another stepFaith in Humans

  46. 8

    [Music] Sleep Walkin' - Non-Adjective

    That’s right,I said that shit like I said it rightYou’re bad and this shit and it gonna cost you lifeI make a band,in a fucking blink, but I don’t talkI don’t profit when I’m sleepin,Imma sneeze you sleepwalking Stop talkingSleep walkingStop talking At a pawn shop you’re a buck fiftyStill mad that I look healthy?I’m picking gold like it's spittlinout my infills so don’t fuck with meLotta talk but no persuasionLotta nerve for a damn CaucasianI’m pouring out the magazineYou’re a T-shirt by thanksgivingfuck god I pray to pizzakiss the chef n meet the makerIf you are what you eat then Why I got no friends at the lunch tableTattooed but I’m temporaryReal death is fucking scaryKnown too many logs offsFrom bad gamers, rage quittingThat’s right, I said that shit like I said it rightYou’re bad and this shit and it gonna cost you lifeI make a bandin a fucking blink, but I don’t talkI don’t profit when I’m sleepin,Imma sneeze you sleepwalking Stop talkingSleep walkingStop talking I put sixty grand in a two barYou’re a one way send for an ad spotCrypto paid for a Super Bowlsenators get high n blow smokeSecret money and politiciansDon’t trust any of the systemget it, delivered, postal, data,shipment, trigger, escrow, payment,You’re stuck on a Base LayerYour earned loss is my Layer TwoYour snitch exchangeAin’t a blockchainI’m on second life,decentralizedsince second grade,Dex SSL with BTCthru VirWox mine LTC660TI, That’s the same die,got Flashed-bios, to a 680Only thing I lost after MtGoxa couple coins in ‘don’t speak’worst news is there’s A lot of paid in fake winningThere’s nothing sacredgotta prove everythinggotta know your place inThe part in bad gamingGetting free drugsDark nets good ratingfirst ones real next batch kills somethinI didn’t know, had nothing to proveyou gotta care, what will it do to youdon't trust it, track it, faith it will happen,Verify authenticity, thru independent testing,Last thing to trust, what you put in your body,The game of deception, is a profitable hobbyFine line between drugs and doing em andPutting a strangers substances in your bodyThat’s right, I said that shit like I said it rightYou’re bad and this shit and it gonna cost you lifeI make a band,in a fucking blink, but I don’t talkI don’t profit when I’m sleepin,Imma sneeze you Chuh!

  47. 7

    [Music] The Wolf - Non-Adjective

    Call me when you’re pushing weightSo you need a plug to get jacked upMy Line Inna traffic jamYou get dial tone if you flat brokeWhen it get heavy you’re casket daisesDon’t bang my line n learn to push-upLadies and Gentlemen,I Solve problemsMarcellus likes to call me "The Wolf"I’m inbread n well fed Missouri born n barely southernThat makes me chubby Midwest emo kinda motherfuckerGod damn, I thought good shit was just for the city They be growing these weeds like lawns In they yardFuck the copsFuck the lawDare you fuck with my come up or dividendyou getin bodied like Melanie on godGot shrooms in a shoe tek call it foot fungus in the gym lockerIm a young entrepreneur, your a nothin but a peon made of manure Ain’t got a prayer, but i got a yard stick, got you singing hymns longerI give trips to the kids who caint sign the slip To go abroadsay no to drugs? Say no to livingFuck the will don’t need no permissionDon’t say shit cause of the implicationI’m gon sail the ship so come come climb onSay No to guns, killing ain’t fun, stop the capin coppersThey on the block, they make a buck, for every body droppinThis is robbery, give me the money, out of the offering saucerfuck the Luger, R.I.P roulette, I chug the crown and Lauger I’m pouring out for the ones that I lost,I’m pouring out on graves in the summerTubby motherfuckers go down on you like a buffet plate of ediblesYou on the edge, my weeds the shit, gonna keep comin lastin longer don’t gotta act tough cause the dick is hard and my pen is strongerCut me in traffic, I’m back to your crib, wait till your working hoursI be there choking your daughter Im be the daddy she wanted to(Fuuuuuuuuck)My weed hit hardest from the backBitch relax and make me a bluntPass it here and bust it downI put school girls on the honor rollGo ahead and scream for itFuck else I cop this crib for?Met this bitch in my art classSo All my whips is TiconderogaShe wanna be dominated soShe suck my dick in battle RoyaleShe want to get a country fried dickin?I’m Giving her the five dollar fill up OHWinner winner chicken dinnerCluck cluck I’m dicking you down on the counter at sundown after we chow down on the aforementioned plate of ediblesCall me when you’re pushing weightyou need a plug to get jacked upblowing up my business phoneYou get dial tone if you flat brokeWhen it get heavy you’re casket daisesDon’t bang my line learn to push-upLadies and gentlemen I Solve problemsMarsellus likes to call me the wolfCall me cause you’re pushing weightyou need a connect to get it goinBlowin up my business phoneyou’re Jack shit if you get squatIf game get heavy, rev the enginePray my revered got a casket orderedYour family get flowers they pushin upPuffing and pass it they call me the wolfCall me whenever you’re horny babyThis dick is what the doctor orderedYou like a train stationLooser than those metro schedulesHeaving petting with my waifuMy cat girl into cock worshipGrab my crotch feel the push-upEating it raw and she call me the wolf

  48. 6

    [Music] Presidential Office - Non-Adjective

    Make a diss so fatYou can fuck a matter factMake a Bitch eat carpetIn the presidental officeFuck you while I’m smokingWar out while I’m winningThink big, King KongingIn the presidental officeWriting deals so dirtyWatergate can’t hurt meCause she’s wet as a faucetIn the presidental officePop a perc 30 thenBan em cause I’m sturdycuz I’m trynna shake a coffinIn the presidental officeSir, we found cocaine,Sustained,Let it remix to a crisiswhere Fentanyl’s in everythingBut if that were true then why’dThe narcan stop workingDon’t question the agentscomplicit with fictations Don’t call it mobby, when BonGiovanniGot DiGorinos at Pharaohs with Mayor GiulianiWalk outta court, lightin cigsFucking the law is good sexOnly For a damn criminalFind you best when I’m awfulRiding tail in my officeDo you want a promotion?Cause I’m the president andYou’re a democratic possumMake a hiss so fatYou can roll on your backPlay limp, dirty fuckingIn the presidental officeS-Sex while I’m toxicDamage rule of officeMy cock, Big BossingIn the presidental officeFinding treats so yummyMy wife can’t hurt meCause the interns always cominTo the presidental officeDippin doing mollyOnly if you serve the countryI’m a kingpin of the marketIn the presidental officesir, have you tried this shit, Maine?Gad-daingso good it can’t be tamedOne fuck and it stank upTwo puffs I’m fucked upThree puffs and it’s stuck upSlow back shots so the cherry don’t dropWith a blunt hanging outta my mouf like HaaUuuU!Sir there’s a war outside,Bombs, famine, holocaustI don’t care, cause I got aBitch in her mid-twentiesDoing anything I wanna,Backflips, twirling, slobber all on itI’ll fuck anything that moves if I wannaIn the presidential officeMake a track so fatIt’ll smash you right backBitch me, oval carpetIn the presidential officeFuck you like a tigerOr dyin from disasterduh, winning, loserIn the presidential officeCoppin feels so prettyMy wife still loves meAnd she wants a shot atRunning presidential officeI was 60 she is 20Me and Epstein friendlyGoddamn my dick is starvingIn the presidental officeMake a diss so fatYou can fuck a matter factMake a Bitch eat carpetIn the presidental officeThings you can’t take backWhen you go to get a snackAnd you stuffed it in her pocketIn the presidential office

  49. 5

    [Music] Apple Watch - Non-Adjective

    Play my fuckin song and shitI was Blasting itThen the cabin splitAnd I Broke the spliffFuck, shit!Vacuum it through aNapkin Then I’m Sparking itCause I’m Broke as shitYeahhhhThat’s my fucking clique and shitYou can’t afford your richI’m living large as hellMy smile wider than your mansionI can afford my wealthI’m drinkin More water than yourCalifornia Gardens can affordYou got robots n real estate choresI’m water deez crops alla my ownYou got a paycheck to wait onPrivate keys are part of my codeYou got a business / Own a dot comI got the plans/ all on my ownDon’t need a clique/ That’s just a conI watch the market/ you pray to donHA HA HATrials of a Boss who gets shit done;Finding out where bullshit come fromHow’d you find green that taste like metal?How you get weed that taste like asshole?Uggh!!!Flex on your wrist, flex like a dickI pump in your bitch, you pump up your dickPull back the hammer, who cock is the biggestYou’re the jerk off, I’m the man that she fetishthe weed I get, don’t taste like shitShe blowing rings cause that’s how it fitYeah(Damn Shawty, Ok!)Success when the grass be tastin the bestSucceeded when nobody shooting your ass for itSuper seceded by the kinda green that make me veggitated fo a hit of itCoulda wiped my nose vía homeless bulletBludgeon a motherfucker tell that fucker to get upwith a bluntApple WatchApple Watch as attitudeWhat it ever do for you?Can I check yo attitude?(Attitude)?Can it check yo attitude?(Attitude)?OrComplain on neighborhoodHave you seen this kidThat Must be himHe’s wearing it upI think he’s lostbetter call the copsOn someoneGet him caughtLocked him locked upThese daysThat meansGetin him shotiiiiiiiKnow what I’m Talking aboutI’m from around here, These partsI’m just Old fashioned in soccer shortsWent In one ear now she got a red cap onSPF Saltine eating Kraft Mac with Celine Dion(can you get off the property? It says right here NO LOITERING!)How richThis land belongs to youCause you bought it didn’t youA servant on your tennis wristGot money made of white dudesYet too scared to flip a Wheat pennyThats the truthGo order cheeseburger for another dateGo to the funeral gotta save faceGotta see the media crying in his placeGotta see the mediator trynna make a caseInterview the family but never retraceThe bullet back to NRA and HateThat’s why when you go to churchYou don’t know what we been throughBut I know mineLike I known youI know mineLike I known youApple WatchApple Watch ass attitudeSit on my ass its gratitudeSmoke the grass and pass it tooCan it check yo attitudeattitude?Can It check yo attitude?

  50. 4

    15 Minutes of Advocacy

    Part Two of Two of the 'Evidence' pre-series. New Comedy Content Coming Soon!

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