1. |
PAPER CHASE
02:26
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Breathe motherfucker
We gone take the money and leave motherfuckers
Deposit boxes, snatch pocket watches, keep it cautious, reduce losses
After pulling these felonies, we shaded under that money tree.
Clean getaway, clean getaway, we gone sneak that shit, Solid Snake
It's a stick-up, stick-up, so give your shit up, shit up.
What you got you gotta give up, give up.
No ink packets, no smurf money,
We snatching it up, mega church money
Shining like Joel Osteen, crooked miles, upswing
And who the fuck ever said patience is a virtue?
To me that sounds like some bitchshit?
Whatever' gonna happen I'ma make it happen quick.
Masked men about to cash in, smash and dash safe cracking
Out the bank, laughing, haha, add it to the stash and
Set the charge, grab the cash
That's how we outlast
Blow the charge, raid the safe
And we all paid
Dodge the charge, dippin' out to safe house
Fuck the cops. I don't care.
Set the charge, grab the cash
That's how we outlast
Blow the charge, raid the safe
And we all paid
Dodge the charge, dippin' out to safe house
Fuck the cops. I don't care.
Taking a criminal route.
We livin' in a paperchase
Extracting funds with major haste
Add it up, add it up, toss it in the briefcase
Refusal to be wageslaves
we way above your paygrade
We leanin' on them greenbacks and the green gone stax
And if it runs out we gone come back for act II.
That’s factual. We're coming after you.
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2. |
WEAPONIZED AUTISM
01:42
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Morbid minded, verse the simple simons
Habitual habit of cross lines and, show stealer stealin' shine
Got it, got it, got it, it's all mines.
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot, Diablo II, Diallo Amadou.
Research the blue, don't misconstrue their worldview.
Catch a clue or they catchin' you.
Catch me whirlin whirlwinds 'til the world winds.
Til the earth is out of spins, til I'm reborn again.
And all this shit is paste tense.
Fuck faith, sell weight.
You gotta do what's right for you today
At this rate, tomorrow might fade, missed your chance?
Too bad, that's fate.
Deploy the decoys. I got experience points from the mysterious ones
I'm serious dun. Fucking with you cats is delirious fun.
You heard a hell? Well I invented it.
The depths, I been in 'em.
We crushin' earth without limits, exploding lights, no filaments.
No matter who's forbidden it, I'm countin' down to the final minutes.
When the end comes only we will see the benefits.
I'm a blackhandpath supremacist.
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3. |
bl.Are
01:30
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They want that anodyne. They want no life signs.
I see you tormentors. Do the research, do the research, I'm the fomenter.
The insurgent is subversive. Toss me your beliefs and just burn it
and you can't put that out.
Gul Dukat, I relate to that shit.
Peace ain’t precious when they holding it hostage.
I can sense your weaknesses and your motives.
We can't be the same species. This hate is hardcoded.
You want me gone. You're gonna have to kill me.
I'm bustin' out, floor to ceiling.
Tell me how to think? I don't think so.
Prostrate yourself son.
I'm out the frame of mind all the time.
Downpresser man, downpresser man.
This shit ain't new to us, I did the research I am studious.
Unfettered I don't sweat it nigga.
Way I see it, I'm too wretched nigga.
Where the delinquents at? This is our habitat.
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4. |
NO ESCAPE
03:10
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Open your eyes the blade scrape is the soundscape
Digital divide down for cybercrimes at anytime.
Abusing computers, who's the internet bruiser?
Fuck the small-time played out thug shit
I'm hacking paypal accounts to get rich
Rerouting bank accounts and all that shit.
Trading bitcoins for pounds, I live pseudo legit
With lavaspit, burning it, like java scripts no modest shit.
Might makes right so don't die tonight.
I'm on the prowl like the wolf of all streets
Lay back, slay tracks, don't even talk to me
Maul beats, stomp feet, pro illegal botany
Check this shit, pharmacists ain't nothing but puritanical botanists
can't get caught in this, I burn evidence, turn arsonist
Livin' lawless stealing apples from the garden
Tossin' arsenic, fully lossless, flawless shit
Checkin' all possibilities and scenarios
Harbinger of doom, coal mine canarios,
When the caged bird won't sing that's when it gets scary
Always stay weary
And if they can't afford a band for my funeral
Just blast some Geto Boyz from an old busted stereo
Just playin.
Consider this a will and cremate me
Because I don't give a fuck about gods who ain't me
and I don't give a fuck gods who predate me
and I don't give a fuck about gods who ain't me
and I don't give a fuck about gods who predate me.
That's why I never felt the need to live saintly, that ain't me.
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5. |
TRIGGER WARNING
03:34
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Trigger warning: Everything
Conforming means vanishing
Going banzai from the bomb sight.
Trigger warning: Everything
Conforming means vanishing
Enola Gay in your mind's eye.
Trigger warning: Everything
Conforming means vanishing
Going banshie from the bomb sight.
Trigger warning: Everything
Conforming means vanishing
Detonate when the times right.
Turn it up for the breakdown
Hear come the shakedown
Fake clowns gone make frowns.
Make the earthquake, shake towns
Making plates shake, causing magma rise
Earth poles shift and remagnitize
Choking from the smoke like asthma guys
Living like the bad guy, Razor Ramon
That's what I'm saying c'mon
Result of spitting gamma through acid eyes.
Visualize I'm a pharaoh
Coming for the throne? Chances of success: Hell no.
I put the choke hold on your whole soul
Then I beats the breaks off ya head, bounce ya brains of the floor, yo yo.
Smoke the whole bowl, no self-control
Strippers trapped in the cyclone
I make it rain on Africans, Toto.
You hijos is stepping stones for meyo
and you don't deserve to get my friend code. Hell no.
Embrace the struggle, feel the ground rumble.
I speak thunder til they six feet under
Straight from the dirt, flowers from the graves
Don't play games with a nigga who don't fear a damn thing
Get your brain shanked – I kid nor play.
Don't ask me bout no password.
Just kicking down the door, always much faster.
Feeling like an outlaw, toss the six shoota\er
Still a fucking bad guy caustic Lex Luther.
My shit feeling like wealth with a doorman
Your shit looking like debt with the storebrand
This niggas two-faced like Aunt Vivienne
They get ignored like the terms and conditions and
cheap like they came out three-d printers man
I ain't really one for tradition, that shit is sickness
The holy bible is wholly liable
No time for scripture, just graphic shit
and ratchet bitches.
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6. |
NO SORROW
02:39
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Passionate flood.
Thrash in the mud
Gail force on a pale horse thief
Kill your belief
Knock off ya kufi, no joke, go proofread
Straight up with it, want bullshit? Go find another pulpit
To play you out
I really gotta keep it together, breakdown never
I will not sever.
Who the fuck wanna go?
I can die tomorrow, with no sorrow
Snuff lanterns and break bones
Forsake domes.
Twist it off, toss through the second floor window, just for laughs
Watch that shit blast.
Who the fuck wanna go?
My type that's your wife
Bring a knife if you got a problem with that situation
The dialect ain't circumspect, I talk reckless, beat witless bitches for their riches.
Explode like the endeavor or the discover, or challenger
Again, whatever, wasn't even born yet, sick like cheap cognac
What y'all even know about that?
I got bad habits like an attraction putting niggas in traction.
Just for laughs, that's just the facts man, don't know why it happens
Ski-mask tactics.
A paradox like soft-jazz booty clapping to Kenny G.
Or police who get arrested by me
Year of the scavenger, season of the snitch
The only language is anguish, common hell is it
Lawman ain't shit, Brahman no script
Busting bottles over skulls couldn't give a shit.
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7. |
DON'T CHOKE
02:41
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The crimson facade I see the blood dripping in my eyes
The lies the lies.
With dilated pupils and clenched fists
I'm on that psycho sick shit.
Persistently on that sanity blacklist.
So provoke the words that's bespoke
For those who invoke blood in their throats.
Don't choke.
It's a cold world, I find that shit beautiful.
I start a fistfight at your mom's funeral.
Here comes the worst, fullspeed
Brain damage collateral
With apocalyptic visions so these actions won't matter yo.
The reasons so flawed I am the flood ripping at the skies
Despise, despise.
Hold the sane to the flame
Or allow the mainframe to assimilate your brain fucking lames.
So proclaim the profane and
Create your own lane.
I am of the other place the other plane.
I am of the other face the other name.
I am of the other place the other plane.
I am of the other face the other name.
The other name.
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8. |
SANS SOLEIL
02:01
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9. |
STICKUPSIDE
03:13
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Don't you know you can't stick up a stickup kid?
A stickup kid with the live I've lived
Get your hands out my pocket or know the shiv
I'm above judgement
Don't you know, I was forsworn to be war born, born cold.
When heaven splits in the strangest days the world is mine in most heinous ways
Doc said I was crazy, I needed to take these motherfucking pills
Wrote me a prescription, I ain't even get that motherfucker filled
The rift is vicious. Starving and listless
Aiding and abetting the demons within us.
The rift is vicious. Starving and listless
Aiding and abetting the demons within us.
Don't you know you can't stick up a stickup kid?
A stickup kid with the live I've lived
Get your hands out my pocket or know the shiv
I'm above judgement
Bet the house on black, dark spirits keep me in check
Evil strains in the brain better know where I'm coming from
Where there is smoke there is fire, you'll know when I come undone.
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10. |
PRIMED UP
02:31
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I was born in the chatrooms
Ban all babyboomers from computers
Born furious, black Rudolph Nureyev
Not really though, I'm YouTube
You just Vimeo
Ey, how many Gs a year does the pope make?
Ey, how many seeds a year can you r throat take?
You outdated like Netscape
And VCRs
I think your shit need CPR
I think your shit needs get taken out back
Needs to get thrown in the trash
and what the fuck you gone do about that?
what the fuck you gone do when the blackhandpath
crosses the wires and lights the pyres
usurps the throne, becomes the sires
nothing left to do but follow the fires
Oh no no no, you done fucked up now, initiate hatemode
Universal source code, throw 'em in the rivers
Tam, Cuomo.
mad foreign, gimme the yen, gimme the yen
blackhandpath knows this for certain,
back hand slap will bust your turban
all fates will worsen.
You don't wanna get me primed up
I end up the in the line-up
suspected of crimes up
and down the eastern seaboard coastal line yup
That ain't a boast of mine son
but I toast to crime dun
I’m accessing the funds
whether keyboard or gun
let 'em snitch let 'em be
let 'em die
when the cops investigate deny
everything fucking thing they ask
all the time, local cops or fbi
I ain't out for a fair game
lames'll get maimed
hack the mainframe or lace the timboots and sell cain
the hustle is the same
They know they done fucked up now
The problem child ain't silent now
Up in the DSM wiling out
Dosed on DXM who's smiling now
Soaked to the bone in poison
addicted to the broken noise and
full collapse no rejoicing
Fatal noise ending choices
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11. |
SSiren
02:31
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You acting really mulatto right now
You got a look on your face like you wanna deny the sound
And yet I keep the wallet full of bitcoins
Thusly I'm rejecting you shitboys
We are in control, don't forget goys
Shouts out to all gentiles
Shots at the one percentile
You sought the new style now I serve it up in a blue vial
Drink it down if it ain't too vile.
All the while, catch me in the mask like Dumile Dumile
Pronounce it how I want, no respect for old styles
Because I'm out of line like broken spines
Orders up, it's a baptism in dickslime
Never satisfied til skyhigh like satellites
Dictated, not read, signed, Kozy and Bile.
I'll fuck your waifu I'll fuck your khaleesi
I'll fuck around and hit your qt 3.14
She checking what the dicklike while you clicking dislike
Shit right?
She shake it like Dual Shocks
I only fuck with cholas with Alexis Texas butt
You know I strictly fuck chicks that are black or white
You know I solely fuck with chicks that are mutts
Or natives like Sacajawea
Or half Japanese bitches like that nerdy niggas in Weezer
Rivers, I see ya. Rivers, Tam, that is.
Why they had to cancel that shit?
I cloak the power level but sometimes I slip
Remember Pharcyde? Remember Fatlip?
There's a lot of pictures of him on Google Image Search posing with white women I appreciate that shit so shouts out to him.
Some would prefer to medicate with meth.
I would rather meditate on death
Meditate on sacrifice and celebrate with fistfights
You ever consider that your insecurities are self-fulfilling prophecies?
You ever listen to .wav files on the beach?
You ever dealt with scholastic testing while rolling on E?
You ever wanna kill me? If not I must be doing it wrong I guess.
I prefer the cover of darkness, sharks in the water
Confirmed for farce if you try to outrun this
Ya done bitch
I'm always wearing black, that's just me on my nunshit.
We heartless incarnates, unbliss
Smiley face upside down
Slaps upside ya crown
That's how I generate frowns
Who's giggling now.
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12. |
CONFRONT THEM
02:18
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Fuck the key to life
I find glee in strife
Who really wanna solve the puzzle, get the answer
see the truth that I'm down to bleed to bleed tonight?
I ain't gonna pretend like I need a reason
Win some, lose some. I get these demons.
These motherfuckers think I need an excuse to fuck with them
That's not the case – it's a fallacy
Knuckles covered in callous – I'm full of malice, see.
Fire walk with me, this is my galaxy.
I'll take it with the blitzkrieg. Your god chose me.
Confront them.
Roll the dice now. Put their lights out.
Confront them.
I'ma fuck up your dreams. I'ma get it done by any means.
Confront them.
Burn 'em out. Leave no doubt.
Confront them.
I want it worse way. End up in an urn, down for the hearse way.
Confront them.
I'm in one of my moods.
You don't wanna jump into the fire but I do
Bitch move.
I'm of the flame, got bursting veins, from eyes to brain of the other name.
I'm heated but I live here.
So I'm content. I am fear.
Mr. White, no reason to cut the ear.
Feeling Shipwrecked
I been hexed.
So it's cool if it ends next
and I hope you can sense that.
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13. |
BULLET CLUB
02:01
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I don't know the score no more
Run up in this bitch with the home made c4
Not for a protest or because I'm mad
Just because life's a bore
More often than not
I'm aware that I lost the plot
Maybe I’ll make it on CNN
I’m worth the ratings
Or maybe I’ll just blend in
Do my shit in the dark
know what i'm saying
A little razzle dazzle
For the peasants and chattel
You write the songs to make the whole world sing
I'll build the bombs to make the whole world sink
Or the oceans rise
Babies first Manhattan Project.
Yojimbo in the gutter
play 'em against
one another
It ain't much of an accident
at home with the nihilist set
Here's a clandestine lesson
You won't get a vigil 'til you become a victim
No one cares about your misery or your sickness
Or symptoms til it's too late
If you got a problem only you can solve them
So why play it straight?
And you the third estate
What is the third estate?
Everything
Or that's what they'd have you think
Yet they hold you in disdain
But in our hands is their fate
So cut to the chase and burn down city hall today
They say the grass is always greener on the other fence
But that's nonsense
That's bitchshit and that's nonsense
Ask yourself who built the fucking fence
And who's creating the segments?
Listen
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14. |
RELAX DUDE
01:28
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15. |
NEVER WAS
03:37
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Poison Myst from the Dada-ists
This blissful shit can't right the ship
So hit the switch before I hit the glitch
I'm sinning no doubt because I'm sinning out lout.
On a walkabout with my fucking walkman out
Blasting Slayer like I don't give a fuck about what you talk about
or you sulk about.
No shit, the kid's got issues due to brisk brews addicted to Nicktoons
As a young dude.
Bitch.
Sin and me reverse FFBs
I'll sin and leave, sin and indeed
You can't bring me down bitch.
The enemy energy got no synergy
So cut it out Cesarian section, criteria for my collection
Is demonic infection, twisted inflection, skim the surface.
Don't check the segment.
On that heroin Marilyn type of shit
Lucifer, lucider need a therapist
Cracking jokes on God, I'm like “Haha, diss.”
Boner on a crucifix.
Stigmata sodomist.
Wildstyle lobotomist.
Bitch.
Golden Axe, Genesis.
Darkest Souls benefit.
Technically I'm hectically
In a ratchet factory with a variety
Of Siamese deities they eying me
Who's dying? We.
So find the key.
So all that's left is for us to see them bleed so watch them bleed.
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BLACKHANDPATH Richmond, Virginia
young kozy and bileblaster
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