Tape Beat

[Hodgy]. All the chaos in the day [?] reaching for [?]. You'll go to jail and pay bail. Then the judge reads you a sentence. . [Lil Wayne]. Hello honey, I'm home.

Burger

Nigga this is my cup, drink the cyanide up. Dope as fuck so I would really shoot a group of guys up. Deep thought, I'm often lost (Fuck it) put me next to awesome.

Slow It Down

[Verse 1: Hodgy Beats]. We come through throbbin' like thunder storms. Make them feets get wet and funky up in they under arms. I'm too explosive for your ears like I'm throwin' bombs.

P

Okay, welcome to my 12 bar. The beat, wears it like a kevlar. As I smoke my tree, medlar, South African. Coughing 'til there's pains in my fucking abdomen.

Sandwitches

Nigga had the fucking nerve to call me immature. Fuck you think I made Odd Future for?. To wear fucking suits and make good decisions?. Fuck that nigga, Wolf Gang.

Analog

I can grab the fireworks, the soda, all the cookies we can eat. Make you nauseous but be cautious, this is not Dawson's Creek. We could sneak away, fuck it, you could bring an eighth.

What's Yours

What's up nigga. . What is yours is mine because you took it from my house. Never bite the hand that feeds you, took your food right our your mouth. Your thirsty, malnourished for that lifestyle that I flourish.

Samurai

Cadillac gold grills in my mother fuckin' mouth. Cocaine, gold chain rests on my vertebrae. All them niggas that be hatin' better watch what they say.

Mystery

[Hook:]. Lately I've been hearin' other people talkin' 'bout me. Hatin' on my name like I'm some joke. When I catch the nigga, slap the nigga with my pimphand.

Lamented

Ima lower the brightness on my MacBook , till the screen look like a black book. Cold letter and I preoccupy what weather brings for worse to better scenes.

Lately

[Hook:]. Lately I've been hearin' other people talkin' 'bout me. Hatin' on my name like I'm some joke. When I catch the nigga, slap the nigga with my pimphand.

In A Dream

Kobain

[Intro]. Yeah chase the wave bitch. . [Verse 1]. Sacrificed teachers on how to be patient. All they look for is your opinion and some validation. Just left my mom's for breakfast, smelling like family and bacon.

If Heaven Is A Ghetto

[Verse:]. If Heaven's a ghetto, I want to live in the suburbs. Where the two-way streets have lovebirds. I'm minimizing my cuss words. No absurd, crip in the blood work or knowing how a gun work.

Final Hour

[Hook: Hodgy]. Niggas riding waves and riding bitches. Niggas riding waves and riding bitches. Take the [drugs] out my system, replace 'em with prisms.

Higashi Loves You

[Hook:]. Somebody loves you baby oh oh oh. Somebody loves you baby. Somebody loves you baby oh oh oh. Somebody loves you baby. Somebody loves you baby oh oh oh.

Soul

[Intro: Hodgy Beats]. Spit game, spit game. Taught him how to spit game. I teach him how to spit game. They digesting, this shit flame. I taught him how to spit game.

Bullshittin'

[Verse 1:]. Today is another toilet, I'm sorry to spoil it. My heart lays behind a fortress. Going to walk or you gon' forfeit?. My horses would top a Porche.

Cookie Coma

Okay, Okay. Everybody celebrate like it's a holiday. Let me guide the way, no it isn't fathers day. Or mothers day but the other day. I had a dream I wasn't K.

Ave

Just another day in the life, hodgy beats. I am sickly prickly, apparent through pairs of crews. Down your avenue. I got a pair to shoot, they fall without their parachute.