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Lofi Hiphop To Smoke Weed and Disappoint Your Parents To

by The Taste of Vomit x Qnorapname

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Just Raps 02:19
Mr. Talk About Your Feelings, stacking debt to the ceilings Mr. Quote-Unquote Real Things, but these are just raps These are just raps, these are just raps Mr. Highly Conceptual, thematic exceptional At least semi-professional, but these are just raps These are just raps, these are just raps I'm the king of self doubt, don't do it for the clout Always awkward when I'm out, but these are just raps These are just raps, these are just raps Out of this world like mars, reaching for the stars Mr. Overthink the bar, but these are just raps These are just raps, these are just raps Mr. Pretty Self Aware, Mr. No One Really Cares Head nodding with the snares, but these are just raps These are just raps, these are just raps Don't know where I belong, Mr. So Forth and So On I'm just trying to write these songs, but these are just raps These are just raps These are just rhythmic expressions of wordplay, emotion, and grandiose hyperbole As a means of therapeutic cleanse, escapism A want to push the limitations of the art form And of course: a selfish need for validation
2.
Please be advised that I do not study, and I do not relax My n Vomit hit the schizo for a diabetic Sixteen to plagiarize this pandemic Just so a fetish medicine a paramedic Incubated overdose off anesthetics Pathetic sugar coated asthmatic Ventolin crafting simply mathematics I came for your pie Nasdaq's average Eyes in the skies excuse the lack of practice Side stat damage equate the madness Sum it up the sadness due to the darkness Perpetrated by denial lack of losses You know who in charge if we left in the office Em's closet E in the pocket Devil's night D12 out your toilet Hot chocolate lactose intolerant aw shit Blow this motherfucker up carnage promised Wiggly air through the pods like ya Gods wasn't listening Talking Armageddon, and I don't wanna miss a thing Yea, we so blessed on the mic When we spit on the track consider it a christening Rhymes transmitted through elegant syntax Stay stained on ya brains like Gunstock MinWax I don't know the meaning of relax Like rust and corrosion we tearing up the tracks No frontsies back, triple double stamp Kick a hole through the amp and effectively scram Goddamn - TOV and Lynx go stupid With Q on the beat, yo, que the loop end
3.
I'm not calling him Grogu, not even if there's a fire Q on the SP, TOV's the rhyme supplier We out here shooting POVs with y'alls mommas, comma So one of a kind I'm a motherfucking problem 'Cuz even you conscious rappers is way too Common Y'all salty motherfuckers is square like Ramen Traverse many dimensions, don't worry about my timing All I need is space for my penmanship and my rhyming These beats is fire like Craig on a Friday Or the accumulation of all the many layers of Dante Whichever reference you prefer, but be sure to choose wisely And promise to never play a Stevie Wonder LP on a Crosley Destined for the Good Life, with all the extra dressings We be up in the crib, scratching up your first pressings No need for second guessing 'Cuz we know the naked truth behind all of life's lessons Yea I'm a Beast when it comes to rapping the blues You know it's bunny ears method when we be tying the shoes I just wanna explore, Blackholes with my Muse And stack that cash like my dudes with the pews Backpack Bandcamp rapper with the hoodie up So gifted beyond the present that the future doesn't seem good enough I use cuss words, and look a little disheveled But y'all need a secret tube to even get on my level We in a whole other castle, mother-fuck, I'm too clever TOV and Norapname on the scene, there's none better So it's best to take the L when we come to embarrass you This that lofi hiphop to smoke weed and disappoint your parents to This that, this that This that lofi hiphop to smoke weed and disappoint your parents to This that, this that This that lofi hiphop to smoke weed and disappoint your parents to
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Back door, dickhead (Back, back) Back door, dickhead (Back, back) Back door, dickhead (Back, back) Back door dickhead Back door, dickhead (Back, back) Back door, dickhead (Back, back) Back door, dickhead (Back, back) Back door dickhead
5.
I guess there's no point in hiding it My tub looks like a mold monster gone done died in it Yea - and every single sink is clogged The way the pipes were ran is a bit more than flawed And the crack in the stack ain't looking any gooder So I expect the first floor to fill with shitty water Trust - I don't trust the foundation or the truss and I'm fall through the ceiling when I'm in bed thrusting Yea - I keep my facial hair scruffy So I look like I masturbate to re-runs of Buffy And I can't afford to eat at a Red Lobster So at times my life is harder than a McTwist over a chopper That's the only time I'm talking THUG shit I'm just glad that I can still function 'Cuz anxiety got me in a state of gloves up Since way before the Bud ads that go Wassssuppp Yea - my whole I been a mess Some people deserve more, y'all should probably give me less
6.
Sometimes I long for the dark to come But my mind wanders as the sunset's begun Keep pushing myself out of my own way Sunlight stay I spend my days trying to overcome the sadness Spinning on this rock traversing all the madness Too concerned who's the smartest or the fastest So we overstretch ourselves like elastics These mental gymnastics just to get through the day I always need to push myself out of the way It's like, I mean, I don't know what to say I wanna tell the truth but i answer : I'm ok I'm ok Sunlight stay Sunlight stay Now i spend most my days just trying to keep up Too much noise in my mind wish it'd fall to a deep hush Overstretching ourselves beyond our limits The anxiety sets in when you calculate the minutes Now the days shrink shorter and its getting in the way There's just not enough time in the day Sunlight stay Sunlight stay 'Cuz the light seems shorter in the season of the porter Struggling to juggle the things that were sorta brought up on And brought down, I guess I'll see you around When we decide the sunlight constitutes no more power We can kick it back at the golden hour When the season leaves this hopeless and shattered No I hate that, relax, serotonin bring it back In my mind I'm just fine I just need some light Sunlight stay Sunlight stay Sometimes I long for the dark to come But my mind wanders as the sunset's begun Keep pushing myself out of my own way Sunlight stay
7.
Turn on the news and the government is still lying While people in the streets is out here dying I'm just doing what I can to try and survive and Put food on my plate to continue providing As the streets are littered with warm needles from Hell As if they just fell, rained down from the El It seems no one can afford to pay their own lease and The wealth gap is only increasing So I,M';O98 make a sacrifice to Gritty of Mark Zuck and Jeff Bezos Then give all their Pesos to mutual aids and lay low I just can't bare to bare witness As corporations try to phase out small business Hypocritical bans on independent sex workers With little relief for low income earners When profits over people remains to be the motto We praying to God from the other side of Broad to hit the lotto Mother nature is dying (I just wanna go home) There's no love for neighbors (I just wanna go home) Equality is not equal (I just wanna go home) I'm sick of this planet (I just wanna go home) I said I wanna go home yeah I wanna go home I went there already when I reach its like I was all alone In the oneness In the oneness Floating above the zone In the oneness In the oneness Down here on Earth is where is home The key to change is gratitude Hold your space but keep that little attitude The Government needs to be no more than admin for the people The State should stay equal What you put in you get out What you put in you get out What you put in you get out What you put in you get out And what you get in you put out And what you get in you put out And what you get in you put out And what you get in you put out Self govern your own land Rise above the Matrix, stay bliss Find the heart of your existence and pin drop Set up camp let it come to your location the Whins hot It's addressed just for you and it's stamped with your truth And the exact time you're due to take the leap With faith in your locker it ain't that deep
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Survive 02:58
A child of divorce, but no need for remorse 'Cuz in the 90's, shit was just par for the course Fast forward to skipping class and smoking too much weed Steady chasing ass on the Myspace feed From gifted shy kid to loud attention seeker Slash class clown in the room with the beakers When everyone thought, I was just plain dumb A need for validation, disguised as having fun So peers just thought I was weird and crazy I feened for the regard that being wild gave me All the while, surrounded by many fake friends That never truly cared if I made it out the other end Through hard work and perseverance, yea, I will survive To all the haters that doubted, yea, I'm still alive Through music and art I continue to strive Yea, I'm still alive, yea, I will survive I, I, I will survive I, I, I will survive I, I, I will survive Yea, I'm still alive, yea, I will survive They take it as a joke when I say that I rap Never given time of day when it's time to drop a track But I gotta say, that I'm proud I made it this far 'Cuz the hardest journey is discovering who you are I remember when I barely could afford a hot meal Or a working car that wasn't a Hot Wheels I was four bald tires in the mud Surrounded by kids that wouldn't give me a shove Thinking the money I had could buy friendship or love 'Til a real one drank 'til he was swimming above Now I'm thankful for the ones that was few inbetween That knew my full potential has yet to be seen Through hard work and perseverance, yea, I will survive To all the haters that doubted, yea, I'm still alive Through music and art I continue to strive Yea, I'm still alive, yea, I will survive I, I, I will survive I, I, I will survive I, I, I will survive Yea, I'm still alive, yea, I will survive To everyone who thought I would never be good enough I got these two fingers that I stay be putting up To everyone who thought I would never be good enough I got these two fingers that I stay be putting up To everyone who thought I would never be good enough I got these two fingers that I stay be putting up To everyone who thought I would never be good enough I got these two fingers that I stay be putting up That I stay be putting up
9.
Norapname on the beat If y'all are sleeping on Q consider this your caffeine And wake the fuck up
10.
Out of touch like what the fuck's a me-me Ain't a nerd like Marvel, but a dork like Pee-Wee Now imagine Sinbad as a genie, that wishes he could be me Still getting head on tape like the dead pet Petey Sold to the blind kid Billy in 4C Apparently, I never been on the TV Santa on the mic - it's best to believe me I live in a forty story mansion in the West Keys With a toucan butler and eighty four manatees Where I raised many of Kanye's sanitys And just enjoy the breeze Like a dad that makes like a branch and leaves I was a big influence on the DIY scenes Often mimicked, but never duplicated Swiss-Army Man of rap, I'm hella underrated I tend to flip the scrip, talking, Nolan, Tenet Spit a diss game second to only Texts From Bennet Yea - don't fuck around by extention And accomplishments is too fresh to mention Yea - talking two yachts on the pension 'Cuz the pen game is a motherfucking legend Restraining order- other rappers don't come close Been the best in the game so long that they made me the host With the most Rhymes is flame retardant so y'all can't even roast TOV Norapname on the beat
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Swan Song 01:33
I'm like a drunk at a wedding fighting for attention And my mind is a minor chord by extension I stay confused about the time and dimension While eyes stay open for a gear to throw a wrench in Yea - I walk the same Earth as the dinosaurs, God, The Devil, and sea creatures without spinal chords Allegedly My brain is too far ahead of me If you truly love something - set it free I'm nostalgic for a time Obama turned the frogs gay In tandem with disgust for the phrase Back In My Day Finna make my Mark like Ed and Karen Zuck While simultaneously fronting like I Just Don't Give A Fuck My inner child says I'm a little to critical All sense of logic was hung by umbilical To the Father, the Son, and the holy potholes But that's just how the plot goes Poof One day we're here, the next we all gone So I hope this pen leaves back some sort of swan song Just don't misquote this shit out of context when I'm no longer here

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Mixtape by emcee and songwriter The Taste of Vomit with production by Q No Rap Name

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released June 25, 2021

1.) Just Raps
2.) I Don't Study / I Don't Relax (featuring Lynx 196.9)
3.) Lofi Hiphop To Smoke Weed and Disappoint Your Parents To
4.) Interlude 1 (A Philly Joint)
5.) Everything In My Apartment Is Broken Including Myself
6.) Sunlight Stay (featuring Rebecca Zimmerman)
7.) Go Home (featuring No Fixed Identity)
8.) Survive
9.) Interlude 2 (Caffeine)
10.) An 80s Kid From The 90s
11.) Swan Song

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The Taste of Vomit - Rhymes
Qnorapname - Beats
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Additional vocals on track 2 by Lynx 196.9
Additional vocals on track 6 by Rebecca Zimmerman
Additional vocals on track 7 by No Fixed Identity

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