1. |
108RIDING
01:44
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Just 108riding,
Yeah me and my board,
Just 108riding,
Day dreaming some more,
On this 108,
My mind can run away.
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2. |
E30
02:18
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Wanna cruise in an E30,
Listening to rockstar,
Felling A bit nerdy,
It's that guy!
It's that guy!
Wanna cruise in an E30,
Listening to rockstar,
Felling A bit nerdy,
It's that guy!
It's that guy!
Probably eating off brand cereal,
Gap kid,
Slap shit,
For a bit of cheerios,
Spend it off bat,
To keep the damn dream afloat,
So the llama's stay obese,
In a fiendish pose,
Nothing above the board,
But the olds,
Bashing same chords,
Cause I suck on the low,
Like you cuffed up a hoe,
And she suck all your bros,
Now you stuck in a hole,
with a tech to your dome,
Damn,
Couple Bridges keep it kosher,
I do what i feel,
fuck living to a quota,
That's why you niggas butt hurt,
pick the soap up,
In the shower,
Getting ropped up,
Watching Danny Phantom,
Making nappy anthems,
On stage with crappy dancing,
My only fear,
Is staying stagnant,
And blaming other niggas,
On a,
Stupid Tantrum,
Still Strangle Richie,
In My Roomie Sanctum,
Wanna cruise in an E30,
Listening to rockstar,
Felling A bit nerdy,
It's that guy!
It's that guy!
Wanna cruise in an E30,
Listening to rockstar,
Felling A bit nerdy,
It's that guy!
It's that guy!
Do my own shit,
Don't wanna fade,
like a Boosie cut,
So what you finna do,
When the soup be up,
And you passing it,
Opps i meant sauce,
Never outsource happiness,
Content with the man in the mirror,
With the Gappiness!
That's what this album about,
And I ain't rushing,
For it to come out,
Like a nigga in the closet,
With balls in his mouth,
Pops friends think I'm gay,
What the colors about,
Still laugh at dick jokes,
Popping farts on the train,
Fuck a label,
I got Llama's for the marketing ways,
And I'm tryna push myself,
Guess my target done change,
And it's very heavy shit,
Like my fest was to lame.
Wanna cruise in an E30,
Listening to rockstar,
Felling A bit nerdy,
It's that guy!
It's that guy!
Wanna cruise in an E30,
Listening to rockstar,
Felling A bit nerdy,
It's that guy!
It's that guy!
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3. |
SALLY'S WHEELS
02:20
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This board for one,
But that bike for two,
What you saying girl,
I wanna to ride with you,
This board for one,
But that bike for two,
What you saying girl,
I wanna to ride with you,
I wanna ride
(Yeah, girl with you)
I wanna ride
(Yeah, girl with you)
I wanna ride
(Yeah, girl with you)
I wanna ride
Ain’t really whipping,
But I will be soon,
So we can ride bikes under a full moon,
Playing VCR by T cause,
That’s my theme tune,
If I’m riding kind of distant I ain’t trying be rude,
But it’s still hella awkward when I see you,
Cause I done fucked up,
So I put my guars up,
Never put my cards up,
Cause I never play ‘em right,
I’m just overthinking shit,
We just riding through the night,
As your,
Old’s pedal past crisping leaves,
Summer nights with the chillest breeze,
You in my pink hoodie,
E30 piece,
You look back and stare at me,
I get stuck like purgatory,
Balance gets mismatched,
Then we hit grass,
Then we both laugh,
Perfect night I don’t wanna leave,
(Hook)
This board for one,
But that bike for two,
What you saying girl,
I wanna to ride with you,
This board for one,
But that bike for two,
What you saying girl,
I wanna to ride with you,
I wanna ride
(Yeah, girl with you)
I wanna ride
(Yeah, girl with you)
I wanna ride
(Yeah, girl with you)
I wanna ride
We can ride to Morely’s if your hungry,
4 wings and fries,
And capri stay sunny,
Shoe string tie,
The board to my back,
Wanna chill more but not forcing the fact,
Like the human centipede when the first guy shat,
Take a bite of my chicken,
Mumble how I like you,
Everything stops,
You pause and reply,
Tell me you already got a guy,
Fuck,
Man I should have known bro,
Uhhhh This is so awkward,
Uhhhh,
I gotta go?
Aight…
I ride my bike,
I ride my bike,
Alone
I ride my bike,
I ride my bike,
Alone
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4. |
AWK-WORLD
03:04
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Awkward kid,
Probably in the pit,
On some awesome shit,
Llama on my kicks,
Boy you know what I'm rocking with!
The awkward kid,
Probably on some awesome shit!
Awkward kid,
Probably in the pit,
On some awesome shit,
Llama on my kicks,
Boy you know what I'm rocking with!
The awkward kid,
Probably on some awesome shit!
Fuck being self-pity,
Sometimes that's my fault,
I gotta take that shit with me,
Push alone in the city,
Unless the homies back the sesh,
And we soaking up footy,
Getting kicked like it's footy,
Niggas flip-flop,
If you ain't fucking who ass they eating,
That's the meat y'all eating?
Boy..
I'd rather be a fucking vegan,
Got confidence,
I need to double it up,
Till I ain't giving no fucks,
Let inner Bobbitt erupt,
Not an easy path,
On this fiendish craft,
Subject to the mass,
But I,
Ain't caring,
Just,
Skate,
Jack,
And laugh,
And I'mma pace myself with that,
So my thoughts I belt on track,
So I can get some wealth with that.
Awkward kid,
Probably in the pit,
On some awesome shit,
Llama on my kicks,
Boy you know what I'm rocking with!
The awkward kid,
Probably on some awesome shit!
Awkward kid,
Probably in the pit,
On some awesome shit,
Llama on my kicks,
Boy you know what I'm rocking with!
The awkward kid,
Probably on some awesome shit!
Always found it hard,
To get my words out,
Funny how I rap now,
Didn't push that shit to the background,
Cause I learnt,
to embrace every part of me,
Gaps in my gnarly teeth,
Naps on my body's peak,
Caps always got a feat,
Cause,
your always told that shit was weak,
Pops cared,
I know just scared,
So he pushed me to education,
Cause there ain't no risk there,
I live life with no regrets,
So the risk fair,
In my mind it seems,
And I can't let my parents insecurities,
blind me and define me,
that's how you stay in the minor leagues,
What's the point of living life,
If you ain't trying to get the finer piece,
That's why I'm,
Loud mouth smiling,
Lil' nuisance in public,
If you got a problem,
go down from pubes and just suck it,
I'm living life!
We gown die one day,
So live it right!
That's why I'm,
Loud mouth smiling,
Lil' nuisance in public,
If you got a problem,
go down from pubes and just suck it,
I'm living life!
We gown die one day,
So live it right!
Awkward kid,
Probably in the pit,
On some awesome shit,
Llama on my kicks,
Boy you know what I'm rocking with!
The awkward kid,
Probably on some awesome shit!
Awkward kid,
Probably in the pit,
On some awesome shit,
Llama on my kicks,
Boy you know what I'm rocking with!
The awkward kid,
Probably on some awesome shit!
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5. |
KEYS
03:07
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Take advantage,
You gown get a lose,
Better pay attention,
That's a heavy cost,
And you don't wanna get no debt involved,
Yo nigga trust me,
Ain't rely on shit,
But my on reflection,
Learnt that from niggas,
At the intersection,
Without having any sort of damn trajection,
Niggas sneak diss with the coolest kids,
Even though they a fucking tool in this,
And it's,
Turd Clout that's fuelling it,
Had to track back,
On my past actions,
Where most things I just gave a shrug,
Now I learnt from that,
So niggas can't,
Walk on me like I'm a fucking rug,
Lanky J not understanding love,
So it get me stuck,
Like bearing rust,
Till the bearings pop,
Who been squeezing puss,
Can't bear with us,
So i push it away like,
It's cancerous,
See I'm doing shit,
So you pander Up,
Go suck a dick,
Of your damn designer,
Don't say shit,
Actions speak louder,
You pantomimer,
Lie in my room,
Where my keyboard lay,
Let the keys just play,
Now a days,
I don't feel so strange,
Guess I found my lane,
Lie in my room,
Where my keyboard lay,
Let the keys just play,
Now a days,
I don't feel so strange,
Guess I found my lane,
Still that damn nigga,
in the fucking eras,
With my goals,
In my damn hand cousin,
Cause i ain't gown watch someone,
Fuck it up,
I ain't ever been into cucking,
If it ain't FL,
I ain't in the function,
Probably at home,
Just waffle munching,
Cartoons on deck in my rainbow dungeon,
Said I'd improve my craft,
With patience,
But I,
Stagnated,
All due to procrastination,
Like it ain't my dreams,
I'm facing,
What a stellar action,
If there ain't no improvement,
Is there any passion?
So I need to change my course,
So I don't end up crashing,
Still they slacker,
Skating till my knees shatter,
Spit the crack,
The Fiend after,
Then Reagan up,
This scenes pasture,
But i still,
Make these sounds,
for me,
And that will never change,
Till It's lights out,
We sleep,
Lie in my room,
Where my keyboard lay,
Let the keys just play,
Now a days,
I don't feel so strange,
Guess I found my lane,
Lie in my room,
Where my keyboard lay,
Let the keys just play,
Now a days,
I don't feel so strange,
Guess I found my lane,
Still Trying to find who Joe is,
Lost in the words of a poet,
All I gotta do is keep focused,
Cause when I find me,
I'll know it.
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6. |
YOUTH
02:58
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6 foot goofy,
Probably Idolising Luffy,
FL on my chest,
So I never needed Gucci
Hella colors look bananas,
Got me looking kind of fruity,
Like I'm Swerving if I see some coochie,
Life's a fucking movie,
Fuck the script,
I read it loosely,
4 wing killer,
boss niced a 2 piece,
So they enter a dragon,
Guess the fries on bruce lee,
Homies rolling up,
But the high don't suit me,
Santan riding round the city,
As I pedal on,
College days,
I use to get the Chester on,
With the girls no luck,
U.C. mob the close up,
FL doing cool,
But the money still slow bucks,
But they start to know us,
Couple homies parted where Noah?
6 foot something asking me grow up,
Cause I ain't switch up,
Put my fist up ain't no changing me,
Say it with the anal speech,
Ageing ain't fazing me,
They say youth ain't forever,
But my spirit is,
And I ain't believe in God,
So I ain't ever fearing him,
DS playing,
Role playing,
As a Saiyan,
In my room,
On my days in,
Sound effects,
Like a caveman,
Imagination never dry due to raisin,
So The grapes fresh,
Question is it passion of a pay check,
I know the answer,
Hope it don't change,
As the age set,
They say don't waist your youth,
But I'mma never get old
That's just the way that it goes,
Got my own shit so I don't follow the code,
So the rules can just leave me alone,
They say don't waist your youth,
But I'mma never get old
That's just the way that it goes,
Got my own shit so I don't follow the code,
So the rules can just leave me alone,
Got my own flavour,
Fuck a favour,
I'mma get it bro,
I'mma public enemy,
As far as damn settings show,
Always wanted centre pose,
4th of 7 tentacles,
Steering from the pinnacle,
Of cynical,
Jack of all trades,
Cause he trusting of none,
But the bars still fire,
Guess he mastered at 1,
Never been the cool kid,
Now they love my bullshit,
Till they find there's no facade,
I'm to childish,
For they movement,
Immature to hide I'm insecure,
But I done found the lock for that,
So everything is pretty pure,
Skating in the cities lure,
Security got me uptight,
Not the one to fight,
I'm a pussy,
Where my buff dyke,
Shorts cut nice,
Battling monsters,
Like truck fights,
In a orange hoodie,
Like I'm bout to turn super nova,
Can't base my shit on youth,
Cause it's nearly over,
They say don't waist your youth,
But I'mma never get old
That's just the way that it goes,
Got my own shit so I don't follow the code,
So the rules can just leave me alone,
They say don't waist your youth,
But I'mma never get old
That's just the way that it goes,
Got my own shit so I don't follow the code,
So the rules can just leave me alone,
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7. |
GUMBALL
03:38
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It's your man In the DC's,
Brand is the feces,
Annoying as fuck hope you happy to see me,
(Shut up!)
Not to fond of the greeny,
But still keep it tight,
As Ross in a mankini,
And I ain't gown stop till we all rich,
Scratch the surface,
Damn do my balls itch,
Like herpes caused it,
Thought I was making out with Sally,
Woke up to motherfucking dog licks,
Still eating waffles in my waffles cups,
Apostles in posse cut,
Type beats we barring up,
Music weird,
Promoters stay starving up,
So Imma make my own meat,
And learn to fucking carve it up,
Cause I don't need hand outs,
From no one,
Unless you trying to jack me off,
And take a load on,
And I can load off,
Till I go soft,
And micro,
That's Bill Gates style,
Vile,
Twenty something Lanky man child,
Wild,
Mouth stay running like the Nile,
I'll,
Whip an E30 racking miles,
Smile,
Death ain't specific when it dials,
(Ring Ring!)
Ask Thanos bout that one,
Get the infinity stones,
Smooth criminal,
And jack-son,
Take over a universe,
And make a llama faction,
With a chair made of,
Hairy muffins I can bask in,
Tunes got a nep to 'em,
Kind of a step to 'em,
Play it in my bedroom and,
Jump and just get stupid,
Only create it fluid,
H20 grabbing,
Use to play it passive,
Move soft,
People take advantage,
Keep some viagra,
So I ain't ever flaccid,
Don't eve focus on the past tense,
And it's dreams where my cash went,
Still got these dino-moshing to that nasty pasta,
Shows out of 10,
Say-ten,
Call your pastor,
Don't put me in a box,
I'm not alabaster,
When pops kicked me out,
Had me feeling like a bastard,
But we cool now,
Leave the bygones,
In the background,
Since a school child,
Always wanna make,
My own damn sound,
Songs about imaginary chicks,
And a yellow E30,
That I'm really tryna whip,
South of the river,
Where i skate and fucking piss,
Off,
The locals doing,
Dumb,
Ass,
Shit,
(Ok!)
Still J.O.,
From a day old,
(True!)
Suck my fucking mayo,
Till I K.O.,
Tighter than a bald niggas cornrows,
My bands planet,
You can hear us playing fucking lame notes,
Out,
Just wanna whip round late nights,
In my car that's my own,
Ain't no worry bout a great white,
but it ain't no rush,
Yea it ain't no rush,
Just wanna whip round late nights,
In my car that's my own,
Ain't no worry bout a great white,
but it ain't no rush,
Yea it ain't no rush,
Probably the E30,
Or the mercy,
80's style,
In that blue,
That baby child,
Gear change playing flocka out loud,
But I can put on cruise,
Play some jazz real mild,
That Earl Klugh,
CD,
Slide through,
While I'm waiting for burgers,
In a drive through,
Munch it up with the Llama on the dash,
Hand on the wheel as I'm letting time pass,
Just wanna whip round late nights,
In my car that's my own,
Ain't no worry bout a great white,
but it ain't no rush,
Yea it ain't no rush,
Just wanna whip round late nights,
In my car that's my own,
Ain't no worry bout a great white,
but it ain't no rush,
Yea it ain't no rush,
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8. |
MOON
02:29
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Got the wheels on the pave as I push on,
Always want the raw,
Don't cushion,
The truth and the fact,
If you do suck my sack
Cause I don't need blinders,
On my path,
Still Llama to my pinky toe,
Fit wet,
Sink is broke,
Progressed from the timid flows,
Eating when the sesh a go,
From vouchers,
That I goy from floors,
And now a days,
I don't really tend to go,
Bacon on deck,
That's a greasy board,
Inspiration what I'm fiending for,
Cause I never wanna lose it,
Fuck the cheddar,
I've been home more than ever,
Getting cones with vanilla,
With my hun she a tiller,
Items on scan,
Shows got the mic shook,
Venting round a tight hook,
But they don't pay attention,
Focused on how I look,
FL on everything,
I'm not out of Brywood,
Events not worried bout the quantity,
But the quality,
Of people who show up for me,
And not begging stuff for free,
And I know I'm gown eat,
Man this talent is my cutlery,
But
If you my homie don't lie to me,
tell me the truth,
If you don't fuck with my shit,
Ain't much I can do,
My girl ain't fuck with my sounds,
But we still hella cool,
So don't play for a sensitive tool,
So keep it a buck 50,
If you in the cut with me,
Instead of mood killing,
While our trucks thinning,
In the city grinning,
With our shitty sinning,
Mysterious,
Like i post with Quentin,
What a villain,
But the mind change,
When the story told,
After perception sold,
Homies had a civil war,
Communication was on code,
But I saw the outcome,
And presence,
Dissolved,
And I tend not to go where they post,
And I need to find the buoyancy,
To keep my self a float,
And I found that,
Inspiration,
Came through where i lounge at,
So it's more frequent,
When I bounce tracks,
With these cakes I'm facing,
Stop procrastinating,
Just to find my lane is vacant,
Cause i ain't trying to do the style of the time,
Just to know it's getting dated,
She mad I ain't chase her,
But I'm not to fond of alcohol,
And sometimes I doubt if I can love at all,
Young and selfish,
I got salmon y'all,
Just doing what I love,
Seeing what my life is panning for,
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9. |
Planet's "GAPPY"
01:50
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JoeJas London, UK
JoeJas Is A rapper and producer (when producing going under the alias "HairyMuffinMan".) JoeJas has been rapping since he was 11 and started production at 17 because the beats he was on did not showcase the full vision he had for his music. He had then put out his self produced debut album ‘Planet’ in 2016 taking influences from punk, Jazz, Hip-Hop & R&B and blending them all in one. ... more
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