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[yung l y r e]
(“悲哀 blank basis”)

ladies and gentleman
welcome to real music
precious pretentious
maim them all s a d b o y s

ye, let’s go
ain’t no such thing as halfway crooks?
i stick to bc and i’m sticking with my books
yet these walls are blazing monthly, marking on the daily
got functionally f-cked tang, and he wailing out save me
i’m the og of this crew, will be till we 80
ye mobb’s just a fool actin cool he a baby
thousand word story with this squad saying same g
until i turn my back and this whack group maim me

t-tty in my hand and her man on his whirl
pity when i panned, planned to span through his world
see me breezing with these b’s got my whole life unfurled
freebie eating indie seas give me all of y’all pearls

i know who i am, and i know where i’ll be
playing out the gutter, whipping g’s in luxury
bands in my hands, ripping me and dese bunnies
feeling like zhonya, with dis gold dripping off me

everybody cares but they don’t
everybody cares but they really really don’t
(are we!) my brother is dead
(are we!) my brother is dead

smile-smile. why?
smile-smile. why?
why do you fill the void with s-x and drugs and crime?
will your future p-ss come to smile on this time?

heh, we maimed them, s a d b o y s

(“death certificate”)
life’s made to spend how the f— can it be wasted
just like you i can hardly taste it
from the very start yea, life is to be wasted
(just like you)
so get outta here, with all of your fake sh-t

(“☹ɫ шєєd æsthetic ɫ☹”)

prison sentence off by a year and a day
put these bars behind bars all for what they say
first amendment cops bound to innovate
but i’m bout to innervate just for the one
ironic we all think we the one
but when one is all
we spit all their calls
at us all till we fall
united we die in this empty hall

always off by one ain’t we?
staged the invasion of a nation but one moon
came and maimed we
yea, if we don’t learn from the mistakes of our
future come to p-ss
we’ll repeat them for the first time with our past torn to ash

i’ll be your bullet in the echo chamber
hoes dancing round me like i never maimed her
shame they don’t lock up the dead
what was coming ended coming for his head

lock us all up but this city’s a prison
murk us all down till yeezus’s arisen
but they don’t but they don’t listen
no they don’t no they don’t listen

ye we pour a bit more
of our soul in this job
streets poor wallets sore
don’t feel bad till you robbed

cause i’m banking mils from these kils;
bye to our g.o.o.d. oakland hills
got same stacks, from this crack
but we lack them hood chills

if there’s nothing to make, then when do we make it
shut the f-ck up and just let me fake it
get outta here with all of your fake sh-t
i’mma play this game until i f-cking break it

yea. yea it’s hard. you know what we got to do

i would repent; represent my game
but i’m the 1 percent; my defense is my shame
internal dissent done spent my good name
but lyrical -ss-ssins are p-ssing on the pain

ye cell block g, they tell me
brother died poor, sipping hennessey
while i was down riding in berkeley
god forgive me and my memory

i didn’t know nothing but my arm round that honey
slay her down in cali until she asking for my money
that’s what i said, but i was never there
i was dared to scare my only
brother in arms now they owe me
sound the alarms but i murdered my homie
i’m the only one who cared enough to call
po-po paw paw going haw haw haw

my brother is dead
my brother is dead
my brother is dead
are we?

(“tripping b-lls with yung lean while selling my d r u k q s”)
yung lean chilling up purple drank white cup
calling me down for the vaporwave windup
posted 3k days in the milky mother f-cking way
this strong here to stay got it from mr. g-ye secrets p-ss through this filthy grapevine
still this grape fine with lean we align
yung lean is a sign of our nation’s decline
redefine our paradigm if we want to stay alive

(“flow f-cked laconic dreams”)

melodies excite me please
show me the realm in which harkers dream
leave my keys with ethereal beats
steal my mind free from the j-panese
just let me be while i scream for these screens
to be so free bleed az tea
i sip gatorade and lean
lemonade. it’s manmade
the landscape’s a man’s state
in our mind’s stage, he frees up our ballet
mental for betrayals accidental. i see it as a sign, crimes fall hand in hand with honesty time’s brutal modesty is usual we seek out what we please and are tempted by what we see, yung lean, he’s
honestly frugal with his knowledge, dropping s-x more than spit because we mess when we speak, fall on his knees but only cause he’s weak
i’mma be gone soon but it’s all ok, if the living who are living are living by today

seek magic wreak havoc. we reek of satanic mavericks, let the symbols crash like cymbals smashed acid with the youth rising manic, it’s time to paannic
young dreams of memes they serve to distract no more than a junction of which i wish this track was a function
but it’s not

set the purple skies adrift, share a blunt with the miss
dmt breaking rifts and the government riffs while we rip but we just
drift, remiss, remember our first kiss, remember my first fist
fit this against the pitted cysts of our nations slit wrists yea we
fall onto glory, this wasn’t an allegory story until the game makers
gory palms raked her whoring psalms from the storied calls of a city dolled
up and out for the world to see, but if they met a kid from dtaz bc they’d see they’d see
they’d see they’d see

and we feed the madness when we sleep feeling hot, fail to rise up from the deep robot compliance that the enemy is in
for when we are the enemy we’re deaf to the lemony sounds of sin

yea. this is our story. this is our call. do something about it. or do nothing at all

has anybody seen my brother?

i think someone maimed him

s a d b o y s

it’s time to stop

- yung l y r e

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