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Failure

by Brian is Ze

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Texan no Stetson Somewhere on the spectrum No good drop out Back to teach a lesson Incremental progression Looks like I'm sprinting past y'all Slick with southern drawl Spinning back kick fall Turn that wack rap off Run it back with cause Tell them all that they can suck my dick No pause Buncha puppies with paws Taking cuts from my claws No class dead last Running laps on the walls Til I collapse I'm ready to scrap Got my goons in the back With my bottle a jack I ain't even had a sip yet Just vinegar and piss when I sweat Style west Nile Virus so vile Spit so much truth All I got left is bile That's more than enough For a diamond in the rough To show what doesn't kill you Leaves me untouched Unscathed Sunbathed Melanin popping New slang bang The irrelevant dropping Why you mad? That's irrelevant drop it Got us pissed off Now the melanin popping Do or die First one then the other Who am I? First one then the other Which are you? First one then the other One then the other Not a name yet but I'm planting the seeds Just got in the house Got the keys and the deed Care more about what I bleed than what I need Welcome to my tour de force feed My vision driven Swag message and lyricism Giving something different Every time I hit your system They been shooting They been missing That's just getting Me attention My depression Gets a mention Think it's better heard and not seen They claim philosopher kings I'm unimpressed by your boredom with the finer things I'm upsetting your oppression By any means By all means Try to validate the patriarchy Pissed off peasant proudly rep the proletariat Change gone come Even if they aren't ready yet Let it be said Godhead in the making What use is wisdom When the rest stay vacant Do or die First one then the other Who am I? First one then the other Which are you? First one then the other One then the other
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We can ride We can ride if you want to Stars in my eyes We can rise if you want to We can ride We can ride if you want to Star in my eyes Yeah This way to the wave You can find me sitting sideways with my babe Bizzy still vicious I ain’t never been behaved All up in that ass Everything I do depraved From the cradle to the grave Trailblazer Never touched a path already paved Good lawd I ain’t getting saved Cause you could fill my grave With the dirt I did today Whatcha say whatcha say whatcha say Make the wrong move and you’ll make my fucking day Make the wrong move And I’ll fucking make your heart stop You gone learn today That Goddess Gang don’t play We can ride We can ride if you want to Stars in my eyes We can rise if you want to We can ride We can ride if you want to Star in my eyes Yeah Real big dog boss shit often I ain’t even trying I’m just heading to my coffin Toking asthmatic Black lung when I’m coughing I don’t even smoke Catching contact awesome Cold mother fucker The way that I did it on them Probable your only possibility A problem Mobbing in Austin Flags burning on the fourth While I was headlining On a backyard porch Serious as heart attack Whole squad holler back Back at it again with that Trans panic attack Give a fuck about what’s legal Enough of my people got people That somebody could equal Desert eagle if they need to We can ride We can ride if you want to Stars in my eyes We can rise if you want to We can ride We can ride if you want to Star in my eyes Yeah Big mood I make big moves I’m pushing every obstacle Until the shit moves I just keep it dedicated Like I can’t lose No time to FaceTime Just send nudes Shorty got a donk And I wanna dunk Numbers on the board Imma light it up Told you mother fuckers that I been boss Come here lemme put some dick up on your lip gloss Bend it over Imma smack it like flip flops Put it in reverse I wear it out like Kriss Kross G’d up Feet up Jesus I’m straight up chilling Shorty how you feeling We can ride We can ride if you want to Stars in my eyes We can rise if you want to We can ride We can ride if you want to Star in my eyes Yeah I popped a pill Now I’m chilling Bad mood. Bad news Down to play the villain How you claim you dripping When you’re clearly so ashy Ain’t got a damn thing for ya Don’t ask me Girl dick to the front Titty on the backbeat Meet me in the back I’m about to clap that back meat Fucking with a bad bitch Money in her mattress She gone keep it blunt So you know I have to match it Gotta stay strapped Never hit it bareback And when I hit I hit it Just like a bear attack
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I been on some goon shit Now I’m up to big bad Boss level Bizzy I got everybody big mad Run me all the coins and the rubies And the gold bars Imma need that for the team We some Monstars Knocking over cop cars Got em all off guard Now they all clutching they jewels Hella awkward Chunk the deuce And vamoose Young nigga with the juice Like Pac, Q, and pamplemousse Qpocaveli I get reckless in the booth Y’all are feckless Need a scope for any shot that I would shoot Hi haters I see you taken aim Shoulda trained at least for half as long As you spent on the name I got no respect for the fame I got no respect for the game The only thing that I respect Is facility with the flame See you and me ain’t the same The only reason I came Is to rain down pain On everybody in my lane You came a long way But homie this is the end I made this shit my life While y’all were playing pretend I been on some goon shit Now I’m up to big bad Boss level Bizzy I got everybody big mad Okay I’m vibed out Knives out Short with the thighs Don’t enjoy the killing But the blood brings my eyes out Eyh The things we do for fashion The things we do when we find out Your fashion from a fascist Nazi punks can fuck off And the mods too I’ll bloc myself out Black Like all my mobs do Antifa creepers smoking reefers With the peepers low Ski mask gas mask We asking for all the smoke
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Land of the blood sucker Home of the fakes I ain’t going no place I don’t like the chase You already know When that look is on my face Nothing left to do Nothing left to say Land of the blood sucker Home of the snakes Already got plans But I ain’t going on a date Got five in my pocket Got five on my plate And that five already spent If you ain’t already ate Land of the blood sucker Home of the hopeless Who still have hope Because they just don’t know it’s Already over already over already
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released November 28, 2020

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Brian is Ze Houston, Texas

Brian is Ze is a lyricist and producer from Houston, TX. Fearless, bereft of fucks, and always on some new shit, Ze pioneered an era of aggresively socially conscious art in Houston. With rap style ripped from the mouths of the hip hop pantheon brandished with a scythe of pure wit and production like 8 genres ate each other, it's like a record store had a brawl and Ze won. ... more

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