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dog-bark-in-audio.dev
04:32
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this morning like most i took off my shirt in the bathroom
noticed navels navel raw,
needed paint.
wore nylons to cvs,
bought the pink
in a water bottle favorite brand.
favorite shade.
navels navel painted fresh again
but knows the washing off is
sacred.
knows that painting pink
is optional and
sacred.
i can flip sample
tracklist
attack hits
and rap with
accents that laps gives.
but when instrumentals attack them,
know how closing app happens
navel master of cracking hard drives.
fine cause next beat better
chose pink for the mix.
favorite sounds.
navels noodles hot and breathing,
but knows it’ll cool
in the car and at the function.
knows that choosing pink
is optional
and sacred.
drive long,
nights far cause seasons shift
the time too.
my time to think.
and when red lights turn pink
i know headspace is limited
focus on getting intimate
in the window of then
that is now only through pink ink pen.
favorite share.
navels notebook scrawled front back
sideways and scratched
when the mind hates.
but when cleared,
pink appears
and knows that there is the permanence
where pink is no choice
but a change in natural perseverance
navels navel raw
but noticed pink stayed strongly.
wore nylons to cvs,
bought a fresh bottled water
clear so when saw through,
the navel pink exalts new.
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champaign-bubbles.dev
04:35
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when a navel turns raw it is ready for a pant job
mike said pink is out, i grab my bucket
and pen because i don't want to miss a spot around it
innie, open to arms crossed of influence
i wear my hero on my sleeve
and my skateboard deck had lyrics
i wrote in chalk on grip tape.
navel, innie
cause in it is codes coded to set me straight
rather collapse than accept
my navel could close off
so i paint it pink to match my bright sox
wear them shamelessly
i aim strictly to change when
open
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college-fireman.dev
05:45
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devin has forgotten nothing,
stop bluffing
devin probably coughs when running
i'm not bluffing,
off gunning, not churning new songs out
taking pics in my moms house,
taking rips in my moms house,
making flips in my moms house,
i don't know, and that's what i want these days
not a rapper if you flaunt these days
it's like.. i can't talk these days without getting into fights with my thoughts these days
i feel filleted served and tossed out
university getting crossed with my moms house,
and i'm small like a raw mouse
raw navel
devin has forgot nothing
i'm not nobody flows body
stop bluffing
cop trunks of beats that take me out
finally a reason putting on pants
that don’t stick my pee out,
shows get me out.
yes on stage my beat rocks and i see out
heads bounciing you doubt
but don’t forget navel knew the beats before they threw out
dads old brews now,
drinks them when i feeling confused now
please pops hear my new sound
please pops hear my new sound
if my pops knew i wanted to wear gowns he’d…
please pops hear my new sound
devin knew it first,
songs be that motive
light end of hurt
i need the rock, earn it
not easy to churn it
out,
so face facts
and scout the way
rap keeps yoda on my
back we knew it not
detracting, just write forward
i wish my mentor would
show their face or could
exist at any rate
know me as the kid that keeps a heavy slate
know me as the priority ready plate
proportions usually setting fake
inspirations, motivations expectations
i see it as new replacements plans people forsaken
themselves with college for greatness.
i just want a nice place to rock
and time to take socks off my feet and talk,
just to myself.
i don’t want to face the true meaning of lives yet.
they would just rather watch the change change behind them
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1957-fxr-upr.dev
03:45
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i need fixing
i need someone to come through and fix me
navel didn't ask for this
i try hard but get sick when i'm passing spliffs
to acts trackin hits in my back room,
yeah navel tags you
in like you need to spit to make cash you
livin in camp laslo lazy bean has yo
own song to dab to, didn't need to have you
at the spot round two beats lost
pound new beats off i beat off
to songs down my avenue
i think beats keep me good
weak knees couldn't stop d yes we should
bounce when w need to
control beats i see through
believe new ways to see
people shift like green goo
changing when they see too fit
i need to get fit if i'm gonna beat you
i'm gonna beat me one day
my mind on own track prozac running
laps did not stand for no human nature
i am too clueless to my nomenclature
navels face is erased bros hate her
girls hate him, always feel like they're faking
race and known place in spaces safe for me
knowledge keeping me uninformed we,
need to know more
navel not nice when knifes stuck in they're own form
i need fixing
i need someone to come through and fix me
am i accurate to guess who i am
i wish dev was file extension
i'm not so good at guessing
so give me a second
p i n k . dev is the message.
if i could be a song
no one could drag the mud along
my silly body
navel done hiding through being sorry
even if it's raw the navel can shine brightly
pink!
i'm the cute ink squirter rhymes neato
pink baby octopus from finding nemo
could you guess i'm always
making a beat though?
i focus on mix too much
cover songs in pink sound around new ones
export to .dev and focus on the roll out
navel not nice cause they never were a boy scout
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song-with-changeup.dev
02:55
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raw navel!!!!
give me a song i could be it not stable
inside my body i'm done with it no able
to be the person i want to be humanly
running laps was the reason back then but lately
songs what i want to be!!!
the space in between the kick and snare
rhymes are the blue hair
covering it fashionably
it am rapping when i'm rapping you see
i identify with that more than any body being
navel nearly nice but knew they gotta voice the feeling
raw raw!!!
i am ever changing effortlessly
get me in this new blue tee
get me in this new blue dress
get me in nothing to confess
my stretch marks are where i keep my favorite bars best
be kept a secret navel so neat
but needs to show weakness
once upon a time i screamed hits,
told people all my secrets through riffs i had no hand in
saying names i shouldnt slam thin embarrassing
now i spit but before recording take claritin
and craft jamming hymns for my own songs
wish i could've been one but when they stop i'm still on.
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strange-banter.dev
01:33
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N/A
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p-i-n-k.dev
02:16
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P I N K, N A V E L
could you spell my name
if i asked you to
its not you
that I’m rapping to
its me that I’m rapping to
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shower-song.dev
04:39
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i do not know who the fuck i am
not trying to be cryptic inside
cause really i am tired
like so exhausted
of trying to fine answers in life small responses
to my own scoffs and,
controlled substance use
i don’t know why my thumbs confuse
my phone with my bowl pack
known to take prozac
but refrains those whack
foot stance replacement stubs with
herb and beats that thump them
i do not know who the fuck i am
not trying to be cryptic inside
cause really i am tired
like, so lost inside my own closet
blocked it off
cause all the clothes buying
don’t fit inside them,
or around them i guess
I’m high so buy this as real true
i can’t feel you
i can’t feel me
but i’ll rap when you ask to hear me
cause i’d like to
and when spitting stops i’ll invite you
to the next gig i hope that you like you
and i hope my rhymes help that
im so lost
like a dry soft wet nap
clean my face when i get that
give me space then embrace when i get that
not sick of feeling best fat,
just sick of feeling different every set back
turn around my feelings turn around and then i check that
cell phone again
smash that shit because the moans hum around them
apollo when he’s pounding agamemnon to drown them
drown me
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navel-jutsu.dev
07:05
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too short of one thing at times
race ambiguous
face ambiguous
gotta give it space when thinking off too much,
who am i who is you i could wear a new tux
i could wear an old denim dress that i bought
to impress my own thoughts.
would make a beat inside it,
then change before the homies come through so they could buy it.
had a client once call me
the only boy in toms he
thought that it was odd i wore shoes for small fries
or ladies in his mind.
kicked out after session over got the cash and went to the tailor.
went to the thrift shop.
bought a record and a flannel vest
that goes down to the middle of my calf.
i am wearing it to write this
but will change once a nigga says "hey, could you hype us?
could you hype this gig we have you on? “YOUNG MALE RAPPER TAKES RAP BARS TOO FAR?"
i take it all too far, thoughts scattered lost patterns shop at the ER
kinda think scrubs are tight,
not when they tight on me
but i'd wear a tee if it had bright arms.
i could sew it myself
a beat gown that i wear to impress
the simple need in my chest.
navel not nice cause knifes cut their best clothes.
cause knifes keep their chest closed.
cause why is it a problem if they feel the best clothed?
if they want to open shows, nice slacks would be helpful,
but sometimes a nigga wants to simply change the schedule
idunno.
it's a handful of moments i feel
chosen to keep quiet,
no wonder beats are the only reason i desire
life to keep its fire.
i think if i could just dispel all my expired skin,
hair, organs physical human gorgeousness
if it was gone i could adorn myself
a kick and a snare loop,
and the air between is me there floating
no worries bought if dresses are a problem for this boy we'd
rather just rock to this..
when you are reading vinyl record inserts
do you think you could be a song on the wax turn
i think this is the one i would be,
strong but a soft tone lost in a loopy
navel arrested to it
wish they could change to beyond a body
dot dev is the file extension im sorry
my spitting is glorified reflection
do you think i'm doing this for pension
do you think you are the reason for raw navel album collection
songs to keep head spin, off.
this is not for you i wish i could change
to this track so you would see that
my fluently spoke flame insane,
true to me that i can do it
raw navel on track list you spit
every one
feeling better that these songs are getting done
navel not nice when i'm quietly projecting fun
my songs taken me to a place that i thought i
wouldn't get without buying fried expired ox hide
to wear when i spit my hair falls to a lop side,
feel good when it happen tho
navel knew it first that the words keep them apropos
good loop, drive it out
drink dunkies like a little girl,
i'm feeling fine this way and if i bounce
i could bounce with a new curl,
on my locks locking greatness
of artwork and faces
remembering my tapes in,
the back the van
vanessa probably could've standed years of our command
artwork is the gas that fuels my van fast
and keeps me on lock to life's that stay vast,
navel attracts rap so close that they wish
dot dev was a wave to ride stealing bases
in a way that keeps them as a file in the basement
computer bumping same great hit every click of it
never have to change if the file stays intimate.
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