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Chapter 6: Respect to "Patchouli Dump Truck" by Opiuo

This song was a lot of fun to record. Opiuo came out with this song almost 10 years ago. That's crazy to me. If your reading this Opiuo, this gets the crowd hyped. I don't use the backing vocals when I perform it. I'd like to get you paid for this so please have your people contact me at kylewilliams5564@gmail.com.

Support Opiuo: https://opiuo.com/

Lyrics:

verse1:

Get a cross? Well you make it a cross.

And how you make it a cross? well you take yourself out of it. //get it?

I don't slay dragons, nah I lay with dragons //because I give into vices

and I help a lotta ghosts but hey I ain't braggin'. //

Yo, I was a road runner I was sayin' "meep"

But a wiley coyote was followin' me

but I defy the laws of gravity

learn to make a little tunnel of the make believe

So if you want to be free don't start following me

cause my rhymes will hypnotize while you be watching tv

and if I'm a deadly one well I guess I'll be greed

had a lustful affair with some vanity.

So i'm envious, horrendous, and my spending is stupendous,

I don't marry for the riches cause I could've had a dentist.

On a mission to replenish and amend a proper sentence

like a penance what I'm payin', so I be sayin'

 

chorus:

One For the homies, two for the show,

three to get ready, four let's go x2

huh, you like that brlrlratt

yeah, I like that brldlraatt

 

verse 2:

People like to hate if you put god in a cat

like the bastards never heard of Bastet so check facts

and I ain't a black beetle and I ain't made of ants

but if I get in your pants I'll be making ya dance

cause I'm better than a simian, ride me like a sybian

dividends hoverin' across the prime meridian

ha! riddilin' and I ain't talking medicine.

What's the only bone that you can't put in a skeleton

yeah! that a vitamin gettin' them excited

with the pedal to the metal every time their green lighting it

pillow yeah they biting it, tighten just a little bit

once I start dippin' the tip, they start giggling

now we got the musk of the beast with two backs

so let's cook up some food and hop back in the sack,

maybe cook up some food or maybe listen to chance

or Isiah Rashad or some Kendrick. Damn

 

Chorus

 

verse 3:

Walking tree from the lord of the rings

with a bell shaped fruit, It's apparent

my mom's so carin' cause she's just Karen

and I'm stackin' carrots like those hikers stack cairns

cause I'm so darin' in my apparral

 fuckin' up my Christmas I'm a write a carol.

Just ask my Aunt Carol and ask my Aunt Di

they knew a small fry whose was always down on life

and I'm still actin nice, and I'm still eating ice,

they say that I am accurate but i ain't too precise.

Cause that's just how I am. And that's just how I roll

I'm gonna pack a bowl and I'm gonna get stoned, yo

seems everything around is just takin' from another

and they're taking from my sisters and they're taking from my brothers

and it's time to take a stand, I'll do it to death,

I'm talking dead precedence no cash misled.

 

chorus

Chapter 7: Rave to "Orange" by Hedex

When I found this beat it was free to listen on Soundcloud. Now you can only listen with Soundcloud pro or go or whatever they call it. As of the posting of this blog I have no money and my bank account is overdrawn. I'll buy the song Friday when I get paid. This is a song about me being a shitty person when I hang out with the Drummer from Champers.

Lyrics:

(rambling)

Cute Girl, Fly to the Bar

Give her a wink, give her a card.

“Hey there, ya wanna drink”

Now she’s drinking gin with me.

Douchbag, I think he wants to fight.

Does he want to fight? Well Alright, not alright.

Cute girl, dancing with the douchebag.

“I think I’m gonna take this dude’s girl.” “yeah man.”

(who does he think he is)

Grindin’, up on the cute girl.

up walks the douchebag and he’s got two beers.

Take them. Take the girl and run away

front row, chillin’, and live to fight another day

(rambling)

FUCK! Is that a parking ticket?!

Man I didn’t see the sign saying that there was a limit.

Oh wait. I’m parked around the block

and I’m getting kinda frisky with your hands around my cock.

hey look! Is that burritos on the street?

let’s stop to the side and just grab a bite to eat

(Ahh this is delicious)

Cute girl, riding on my dick

In walks the douchebag and he’s looking pissed

now I’m naked, running down the stairs

but I got my keys and vape so you know I don’t care

(rambling)

Support Hedex: https://soundcloud.com/hedexuk

Chapter 8: Rage to "Foul" by Xaebor

Dear you, reading this,

This is one of the tracks where I took a bunch of rhymes that I spat over Instagram and slammed it into a song. I don't know how to contact Xaebor but I'll be damned if this couldn't be a banger. I had a lot of fun with the add libs on this. Also! this is the first song where I experiemented with preverb. I think it makes a really cool effect. I have a lot of trouble finding people to show this to because it seems as if angry rap is kind of going by the wayside. Nevertheless, this is one of my favorite songs to rap. I can really get into it and I think the lines work really well with the beat. All the vocals were written and produced by me. If anyone wants to help master it better please send me an email at kylewilliams5564@gmail.com. Also Xaebor, if your reading this, can I release this? I'm titling all these songs with the names of the beat used. The hope is to release them all as a continuos mix on Soundcloud when it's finished. Also, I just ripped this from Soundcloud so a higher quality version of the beat would be much appriciated.

support xaebor: https://soundcloud.com/xaebor

lyrics:

Wanna go maniac mode?

Overload and see that soul leap outta ya chest?

When it gets too cold, heart goes black like toes.

And ya could’ve been the best but then you froze,

betcha gonna blame it on that snow

better prepare for the weather

The clever get better and handle the price of control

And a buck got eyes for the doe,

but the dough don’t come with a buck,

so if you’re gonna get a buck well ya better get fed.

Cause? It ain’t no game it’s a hunt end.

I never had to run from a barrel of a gun

but that’s what I did when I faced it

Because the seat belts *click* but gun go *clap*

and you don’t get a standing ovation.

Must be patient with persistence it’s the purist’s path to poetry

prophet pied the piper and I’ll pave the path they’re showing me

and calling it idolatry would barely scratch the surface

but I bet when you see them kids in the streets

them suits are gonna get nervous

Fire up the next gen engine flexin

little bit of know and a little bit of how

and if you can’t relate to the things you can’t see

then die by your golden cow

because I’m energy converted

I’m massive and assertive

and if you come up talking that wack shit?

well we heard it.

You want your words spoken,

you want your face chosen,

I’m golden, I’m frozen,

I levitate, no rollin.

Multifaceted, being blasphemous, actin bashful is just the fashion

it’s unexplainable, unrelatable, unobtainable? That’s debatable.

Where’s the pot that you piss in?

Who you think’s gon’ miss this?

With Math and Punk, Fuckin Up

I’m Erdos, and Sid Vicious.

Uh, Roll back the Tape, Chugging a 1/5 while I’m smoking an 1/8

mmm, Sick with the gift, Numero Uno but call me the shit

cause it’s apocalyptic, so bring the cataclysm,

and if ya dying of thirst well just hydrate on my jizzum

cause this system is a prison and this rhythm is your prism

If your asking why, well Jeez, us man, it’s just cause cries have risen

like BWAH

y’all don’t know what I’m on (ad nausium)

Finding the line in the sand

where supply and demand are just parts of the plans that we had

run with our hands, sift with our thoughts,

star to cross in the catholic plots

never seen bricks that you flip in a flop

but I’m pitching the brick that is cleaning your clock

fiending for rock? let’s give em crystals.

Fiending for shock? Let’s give em Missles.

Wanna be filthy? You suck like a Bissel.

Fillet Mingon to the grissel.

yo, I’m packed in the pistol.

Cash? I gotta fistful.

Talk of the town when I speak and I get down ‘cause I bury the weak

and they want a messiah to preach to the choir, he gonna go talk to his peeps.

and the prodigical son is back, Eve ain’t really white or black.

And we ain’t really African, Asian, American. Ain’t really woman or man.

And they constantly fixin the plan, doing the things that we can’t comprehend

and we think that the musical muse is amusing when telling us go feed our head.

Ask Alice or the cat, the rabbit or the hatter,

your house is made of glass. Throw a brick and it will shatter

It’s a castle in the sky so your falling through the clouds.

I hope you hit the 9th before you make it to the ground

that’s why mister K-Wullums is bringing the thunder

to give you a glimpse of the rainbow.

my energy drink might be giving me wings,

where am I getting my halo?

A bungie for my car and a crutch at the end of my spliff,

and a vioce in my head, telling me that i’m dead

and that none of this really exists

that’s why I’m pissed, That’s why I’m focused

Making the cells swarm in like locusts.

Bringing the plagues without a care

screaming, “enjoy your night mares!”

and I just drop it, avenge anything that’s toxic

with the people rising up, but they can’t ever fucking stop it

like BWAH

y’all don’t know what I’m on (ad Nausium)

Chapter 9: Loss to "Amour" by Kryphon

Dear you, reading this,

This is the last song that's going to be on the mixtape. My brother showed me this beat on soundcloud and it reminded me of the girl I fell in love with in Germany. I don't know why I didn't ask Kryphon whether they are cool with this or not. That's the strange thing about the world today. I have no information about this producer. However, after I added this track to my "songs to get rights to" playlist on soundcloud, Kryphon messaged me thanking me for liking the track. Kryphon if you're reading this and you're cool with me releasing this, please send me a message at kylewilliams5564@gmail.com. All the vocals were written and produced by me. I think it would be really dope if we could get Jhameel to sing on the hook but how are we gonna make that happen?

10/20/17 Update: Kryphon said it was cool to use this and there's a music video out for it now

Please support Kryphon. https://soundcloud.com/kryphon

Lyrics:

You pulled me down when I was jamming on stage,

way back before we dated and we went out for crepes

and that was so exciting we got thrown on the streets

and macked next to the girl I had the previous week.

We came together, staying warm in the cold

that afternoon delight it had me feeling so bold.

I knew it wasn’t right after you home

to make out with someone else and get another to bone

you were the chillest when I spilled it.

I took you to the tower.

We set alight the fireworks, our love supplied the power

We were debuting like Wu-Tang but not chambers it was hours

till we trashed the hotel room and then we had to take a shower

and we always got that, yeah we always got that,

It keeps bringing me back, Keeps Bringing me back. (x2)

A la la lion but I wasn’t jokin,

I always found a place where I could plug my smoke in

Just making lemonade with the chain unbroken

Your flower to my heart so my heart stayed open

what a trip! seeing you in the station

right on 14/2 as they write in that nation

in the back alleyways just suckin some face and

just laughing and eating with a bunch of croatians

and we shake! when we’re close to the source,

and we see past the illusion when we follow our hearts,

I never treated you right, yo it was clear at the start

but I was only on fire because you gave me the spark. bu

and we always got that, yeah we always got that,

It keeps bringing me back, Keeps Bringing me back. (x2)