i make boss battle music
to battle your real boss
pick pockets in a gated community, break laws
make rent
im spilling out a void when i spit
I'm sinnin like my soul is a so-so gift
I make fight theme for proletarians loading
rack slides
shot shot
cash register foley
start a cuffed jeans rap squad
like a bi black bloc
click clack boom bap move to outrun cops
heres the thing
none of y'all can tell me nothing
I been living like a verified enemy of the public
this whole countrys fuckin racist
I see who supports it
putting black speech under where the importance of sports is
its the soundtrack to dantes descent
and you can catch virgil with the fire when he spits
the bars got catharsis when you work shifts
where the lands like a beach side mall
its all strippedyh
im sorta on some sylvia plath, or like
like twenty raccoons in your trash or like
like gandalf guarding a path
i eat all fried soybean curds and punch fash
i been crown crushing
you cant get high in public, thinking that somebody knows
I'm prone to feel the same way, but im not stoned
this world kind of freaks me out
I sorta think I've eaten acid
I see they missed whats basic
I think I'm probably passin'
this shit has gone sour, bet that im not fuckin around
this doesnt add up, plus they're midas minus the crown
I aint the pride of my parents or employee of the month
I crush crowns, leave 'em slumped, and rush
supported by 4 fans who also own “Crown Crushin' feat. Virgil Wolfe”
Spot on! The kkk track is to the superstructure what dog shit is to an over-watered suburban lawn. While the lawn and superstructure might at times feel nice and offer the veneer of comfort, neither of them are sustainable and both need to be collapsed. Also hilarious anecdotes pertaining to Denver Co liberals: some of the most insidious hypocrites I’ve ever encountered and have to deal with to this day. Best Sole shit in years IMO! aBrA cRUmb tha bUm