PLANET, by JoeJas

PLANET

by JoeJas

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1.	PLANET 01:39	info	buy track
2.	DINO-MOSH 03:32	lyrics	buy track
Got the juice. Like tropicana, And I've been had that shit, Way back in Atlanta, Prolly take a piss on your house, Sipping fanta, Niggas hate my songs like a, Tripple K banner, Kicked out of spots, We the puss up in the pimples, She a bad bitch, Want to nut, Up in her dimples, She can keep the cum, till she old with fucking wrinkles, Probably load a stack, Like a can of fucking Pringles! 2013 man life was so simple, Pops want me out, Now I'm stuck up in the middle, Fuck going back to school, Just to be belittled, Take creativity, And make it fucking shrivel, Like my nuts in the winter, Show pops I'm a winner, If you ain't fucking with it, Albert Fish can get his dinner, Yeah I'm the shit nigga, Yeah I'm a turd that's a motherfucking sinner, YAH! Niggas already won so I can do it to, Built up rage, So i don't know what to do, So I'm in the pit, Getting fucking loose nigga! In the pit getting loose nigga! Niggas already won so I can do it to, Built up rage, So i don't know what to do, So I'm in the pit, Getting fucking loose nigga! In the pit getting loose nigga! Could've been that nigga, But I wasted fucking summer, Anal fist winter, cause that's a fucking bummer, Locked up in my room, Making fucking numbers, Playing to my own beat, Mother fuck your drummer, Ain't trying to get old, With debts and regrets, Struggle to feed my kids, Cause their mom wants a cheque, To put a horse on her head, And her pussy probably stink, Cause her 9 lives dead, Fit red and blue, Like the lights on the feds, I'mma a cartoon, you gown love till your dead, Everything in house, The key gone missing, Like a Aziz every minute, Spitting free's then we dipping, Manny got the omelette and cheese, For the bitches, Chidi in the back, Making beats, Taking picture, Skating down the ave, Llama tees getting figures, Soon you going to see, Amanda B with a nigga, Niggas already won so I can do it to, Built up rage, So i don't know what to do, So I'm in the pit, Getting fucking loose nigga! In the pit getting loose nigga! Niggas already won so I can do it to, Built up rage, So i don't know what to do, So I'm in the pit, Getting fucking loose nigga! In the pit getting loose nigga! Niggas already won so I can do it to, Built up rage, So i don't know what to do, So I'm in the pit, Getting fucking loose nigga! In the pit getting loose nigga! Put your hands in the air, If you don't give a fuck, If you don't give a fuck, Put your hands in the air, If you don't give a fuck, If you don't give a fuck, Niggas already won so I can do it to, Built up rage, So i don't know what to do, So I'm in the pit, Getting fucking loose nigga! In the pit getting loose nigga!
3.	HALFCAB 02:50	lyrics	buy track
BACON BOYS! Blueprint vans Like a Jigga album Your boy so fly That I piss on falcons Stuck in the middle That's a bit of Malcom First interview we gown see The outcome Finish my waffles I'mma kick it out him Cause I need to stack 'em Like a Frikin' Mountain Syrup drip Like I jizzed a fountain On my Frikin' dick While I'm missing counselling Amanda B will still get the dousing (Amanda B will still get the dousing,) Gifted like a nut in Santa sack Ain't tryna hip To your fanny packs Even though i'm clogged Cause you fanny's rap Me and E murph skate the manny pad But he really tryna find where the tranny at What a frikin' tiger You know the llama's still Whippin' fire Boy Kebba look like some frikin' tyres Show lit No flicking lighters Got that old bitch head Now there's dentures stuck on cock But I still flick the wrist with adventure time watch With adventure time watch! Rip'n'Dip like lil mayo Fist in bitch She gown get the K.O Pretty tight oh my hands stuck Cause that's the bitch from teeth Check your mans luck Fit red and blue Like hands up Cut a couple niggas like damn crust Probably stay indie like these damn trucks Direct all my shit with the cam up Cause I really know what's damn up In my mind No skateboard P Ain't fuck with trends So they hate on me Well suck this D Till you trip on E And you know we kick like hitmonlee Pro green so I piss on trees So fuck boy smoke that weed Sober turnt nigga Oh that's me But fuck around do Co Ca Ine Off that bitch ovaries Getting waved Just the pope and me Running round going loca G Stay fucking free like I'm supposed to be Stay fucking free like I'm supposed to be As of recent all my shit be going up Foot up on the gas man Ain't no slowing up That Enzo man Soon be showing up Getting lit Jumping round Damn these shows be up Locked in for a minute Trying to get some fucking focus Cause this Llama shit Bout to spread like Fucking locus In my boogie colored jacket Oh it be that lotus But you know I'm with the cartoons And frozen yogurt
4.	FEO-PASTA 02:35	lyrics	buy track
JUST GO JUST GO JUST GO JUST GO JUST GO Everything llama to his fucking toes, Tryna make money off whites, Like a cut in blow, Cause niggas don't buy, Unless It Roll, And smoke, Or fucking J's, Till the goal is broke, Fuck I'll never be that guy, Cause I'm sicker, Than puss, Out a chodes japs eye, With, Blood covered Diarrhoea, Filming skate shit, Like I was Atiba, But, I ain't shit still, Fakie front bigs, Like the kid ain't real, And no fucking awesome, But the shits no Dill, And This shits got me tweaking, Like I'm off a pill, JUST GO JUST GO JUST GO JUST GO JUST GO If a nigga talk tough but all with the bluff, Tryna front with the stuff, My nigga, FUCK THAT SHIT! If you doing shit different, On your own type of living And a nigga start bitching, FUCK THAT SHIT! If a nigga talk tough but all with the bluff, Tryna front with the stuff, My nigga, FUCK THAT SHIT! If you doing shit different, On your own type of living And a nigga start bitching, FUCK THAT SHIT! I ain't with it bruh, All pink fit stay winning bruh, Feeling like Cam in the buliding Huh? Feeling like Cam in the buliding Huh!? KoJo playing Waka, Got us turnt as fuck, Manny off the trees looking burnt as fuck, Slumped to the side, Like he got the truck, Llama's Gown be the shit, Nigga pop is us, JUST GO JUST GO JUST GO JUST GO JUST GO JUST GO JUST GO JUST GO JUST GO
5.	SALLY 01:54	lyrics	buy track
Fucking take my had girl, And just, dance, Just dance, Fucking take my had girl, And just, dance, Just dance, You don't wanna dance alone, So put down your phone, Grab my hand, And vibe to the music, That we on, Just dance, Just dance, Left feet times two, When you moving, So it's funny when you grooving, Tryna get in with the movement, Just dance, Damn, Fucking take my had girl, And just, dance, Just dance, Fucking take my had girl, And just, dance, Just dance,
6.	GOOFY 01:42	lyrics	buy track
Pink llama hoodie, Like a mother fucking bitch, Fuck with the squad, We gown hit that lick, Knife to her neck, How she mother fucking breathing, Cause my dick, In her mouth, Like she mother fucking teething, And she best suck this nut or her life is deleted, Getting hype eating pizza, Word to fucking, Cai, Young Joe don't need no mother fucking features, Probably cause I shaved their skin, With a rusty knife, Bullet to they temple, pray they gown sleep tight, Swear I ain't mental, Say it with the creep eyes, Tripple fucking 6, Flip over you got three 9's, 9 minus 6 now you faggots got three lives, And you know we making heat, When we over, D, Nai's, Llama shit, Got it tatted on my fucking leg, Catch me fucking jacking it, Screaming fuck the feds, Guns with the roses, We got flowers with the lead, Nasty fucking Joe, I ain't gown shower till I'm dead, On my planet, Making planet, I ain't even plan it, Lost control of my rocket, Now I'm fucking crash landing, Muffin man a band, And a mother fucking bandit, Had enough of your mouths, Just fucking can it, With the coke, Or the pepsi maxi, What you use when the pussy acting, On the streets and you know we active, Crusin' down east it's the motherfucking gap kid, Gap kid, Uh! Fat llama, Bacon boys, Fat llama, Bacon boys, Fat llama, Bacon boys, Fat llama, Bacon boys, Fat llama, Bacon boys, Fat llama, Bacon boys, Fat llama, Bacon boys, Fat llama, Bacon boys,
7.	GOOBER 02:47	lyrics	buy track
Listening to Joe, Man that's bad for your health, Tryna be these fucking rappers, Man that's bad for your wealth, Stalk Amanda B, With the cam on stealth, If I get caught with dick in hand, Oh well, Listening to Joe, Man that's bad for your health, Tryna be these fucking rappers, Man that's bad for your wealth, Stalk Amanda B, With the cam on stealth, If I get caught with dick in hand, Oh well, Ony nigga, Sip Capri at the club, Double d's, What I need, For my D to get up, So let me squeeze on them hun, Eww no way, Fuck you I got the code, To B bros anyway, Busty broads, Nugget bitches, I don't segregate, You don't need arms to let, Lil Richie spray, After that, Watch Rick and Morty all day, And use Iggy's ass, as a kicker, If I wanna skate, Saw Tay Swift, So I high jacked the whip, Play some fucking Gucci, Got us hype in this bitch, Like a dyke with some clit, Let me watch, That would be, D generous, Now my pants on Everest, Listening to Joe, Man that's bad for your health, Tryna be these fucking rappers, Man that's bad for your wealth, Stalk Amanda B, With the cam on stealth, If I get caught with dick in hand, Oh well, Listening to Joe, Man that's bad for your health, Tryna be these fucking rappers, Man that's bad for your wealth, Stalk Amanda B, With the cam on stealth, If I get caught with dick in hand, Oh well, Been tight, Since Cai was on, Ollie variations, Nollies on occasion, Before we used to, Bump through barking station, When I was on all caps, Like doom did, And every hour, I was squeezing on my shroom tip, Till I do fits, Dress in drag, In a skirt thing, With a blonde wig, And a dorky hat, That says, Piss on me, For an R. Kelly autograph, Comeback stained yellow, All my homies laugh, Eating Hershey's, And itching, Cause the Ilford hooker, Gave me herpes, All she did was fucking jerk me, Now the puss hurts me, In a corner, Where my tears are lurking, Suicide, Will make this fucking perfect, Listening to Joe, Man that's bad for your health, Tryna be these fucking rappers, Man that's bad for your wealth, Stalk Amanda B, With the cam on stealth, If I get caught with dick in hand, Oh well, Listening to Joe, Man that's bad for your health, Tryna be these fucking rappers, Man that's bad for your wealth, Stalk Amanda B, With the cam on stealth, If I get caught with dick in hand, Oh well,
8.	BACKPACK 03:12	lyrics	buy track
Vans eras with the drawings Keys where the chords is Mc D's for the morning With Franky Benz Doubled up So we scoring With the fucking pen Cover paper like some foreskin This my planet you a tenant of J Bright ass colors this Y.M.C.A In the east of the city Where I slide everyday In the centre of Stratford Where I decided to skate Soon a Grammy bout to tie In my fate, Like this bacon looking pretty fire on my plate Probably playing keys As a sign of escape It's not that life is a strife I just have those days My head always got a panel it's set in Always talking about llama's Animal fetish Gap teeth Like my tongue was doing a sentence I'm a motherfucking king you can play me in Tekken Pants down in public looking inappropriate I done seen friends turn to associates, So I don't move with the phony bunch Just watch cartoons While the homies clumped Nappy kid with the panel on Couple white stains on my flannel dog Nappy kid with panel on hitting keys like Barry Bonds Nappy kid with the panel on Couple white stains on my flannel dog Nappy kid with panel on hitting keys like Barry Bonds Brain splattered, Lost a lot of grey matter Put some color in it Why we never do the same actions Pop farts Pop tarts And some pop art Dark skin got me up on the cop charts But fuck it anal intrusion Got my imaginary band We do rock And some fusion That's Muffinman Hammercock And Joe never losing Couple llamas Put some damn soul in the movement Skating round to tape you Causing a nuisance If you got the damn ciggys Then the homies are Twosing Got the bungalow with the bowl and the pool in and the Enzo at back With the Llama that's drooling I'mma say this Cause I know I'mma do it So I'mma let the dreams cruise Like a 50's Buick Probably be dead and still make music Writing on the walls like banes been through it Couldn't give a fuck Like I'm peeing now And this anti-matter got me seeing sounds White vans like the peados round Making beats on OS What Kenan sipping down Nappy kid with the panel on Couple white stains on my flannel dog Nappy kid with panel on hitting keys like Barry Bonds Nappy kid with the panel on Couple white stains on my flannel dog Nappy kid with panel on hitting keys like Barry Bonds
9.	V.H.G. 02:46	info	buy track
10.	PARTAY 03:20	lyrics	buy track
There's a party going on There's a party going on Girl why don't you Roll Through We can chill at the night Wait till it's quiet Looking at the Full Moon There's a party going on There's a party going on Girl why don't you Roll Through We can chill at the night Wait till it's quiet Looking at the Full Moon I know you don't party much But your friends dragged you up So that's my fucking luck Hope I don't fuck this up Like a genital plane Not really been in that gentlemen lane But fuck it We can dip to the forest Cause this party kinda weak And I ain't really for it There's a cool place we can go If you on it There's an abandoned car We can just chill on the bonnet Talk about albums How we fucking love the sonics Like a blue hedgehog Getting rings and running Didn't think you like me So like blind masturbation I never saw this coming There's a party going on There's a party going on Girl why don't you Roll Through We can chill at the night Wait till it's quiet Looking at the Full Moon There's a party going on There's a party going on Girl why don't you Roll Through We can chill at the night Wait till it's quiet Looking at the Full Moon Normally just skating Or music that's my passion So keeping up with you Is harder then the fucking Dashians Where the cargo Like you packing 'em Also I'm bad at convos When I stab at them So I'll say something dumb Like Put a lollipop in my ass And twist my left thumb But I think pretty tight Cause my minds still young But we can roll around while the Nights still young Front like I don't like you Not trying to seem soft Cause I fucked up the last time When I let my layers off But you see right through Like the laser on As we making out In the party dorm There's a party going on There's a party going on Girl why don't you Roll Through We can chill at the night Wait till it's quiet Looking at the Full Moon There's a party going on There's a party going on Girl why don't you Roll Through We can chill at the night Wait till it's quiet Looking at the Full Moon There's a party going on There's a party going on Girl why don't you Roll Through We can chill at the night Wait till it's quiet Looking at the Full Moon

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This album was recorded from summer 2015 (Don't know the exact date I could check on logic but I was to lazy), to January 2016.

All music written, recorded and produced by JoeJas (HairyMuffinMan).
Album was released under Fat Llama.

This album is dedicated to all the people who don't wanna grow old. People who just want to have fun living for themselves so they don't die miserable with a cucumber in their butt.

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released June 20, 2016

Produced, Written & Mixed by JoeJas

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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