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KU​$​HLORD​.​LOUDGOD - EP

by DANK $INATRA

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    + 3 Bonus Tracks including Backpack Fulla Drugs (Remix) Feat. Kydd Jones
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A U R A She ain't smoke - she fuckin with my aura She ain't drank - she just fuckin with my aura 8 blunts - light em up like a menorah (Dank Sinatra Tag) She ain't smoke - she fuckin with my aura She ain't drank - she just fuckin with my aura 8 blunts - light em up like a menorah She ain't smoke em, she just rolled em up this morning (x2) She ain't smoke but she smoke with Dank Sinatra She loves the way I feed my family - that's ohana I'm Ray to all the bullshit - Stevie to the drama She love the way I lead my team, we on becuz of karma Never sipped lean - she fuckin with my aura doe She read my cards, she read my palms, she read my horoscope Fortunes on my side, career like Chris Chelios Up here on my pedestal i'm gonna need a telescope Higher than a frequent flier, frequently i'm unamused by any less than mountain views, i'm higher than that mountain too and reaching higher altitudes - I see the stars and i'm en route I see you sun, i'm shinin too. Endured the labor, where's my fruit? She ain't smoke - she fuckin with my aura She ain't drank - she just fuckin with my aura 8 blunts - light em up like a menorah She ain't smoke em, she just rolled em up this morning (x2) Cuz she fuckin with the Kushlord (x3) She love my trippy vibes, we watching ranma eatin ramen She lights it up and hits it once to get it lit then pass it She wrapped up in my magic, got an aura like a shaman Toppin speeds of 44, i'm leanin back, i'm in a classic Never whipped a lac, until she met her Daddy Now she posted up, she rollin blunts up in the Caddy Got little bit of road head, got her ass stuck up in traffic She askin for my Facebook, said a fake name, told her add it I'm a sinner, i'm a saint, i'm savant, i'm a savage, Ever since I been an asshole, dog, my life been above average She ain't care about the past, she ain't care about my history The mystique is the mystery, she fuckin with my aura She ain't smoke - she fuckin with my aura She ain't drank - she just fuckin with my aura 8 blunts - light em up like a menorah She ain't smoke em, she just rolled em up this morning (x2)
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COMING SOON.
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Bushido the code, 8 virtues of honor, the way of my father I walk thru the village, I plot and I conquer, 8 spirits I conjure The weight of my blade lays firm on my shoulders - weighs down on my posture My armor so heavy, roots deeper than trees, not sober but somber, I fall to my knees I'm calm but the anger been growin inside me - must perish or prosper My energy darker, my hope just a glimmer, no help from the ganja The moonlight get dimmer, the nights gettin colder, the problem grows larger When you holdin the chopper, choppin 'em up like a surgical doctor That ya, ya, ya, yappa might come to you rescue Then pop-pop-pop you a steel barreled monster Spit like a llama - achoo n god bless you Emerged from the swamp as the king of the cess pool Never thought I'd be successful Now tell me who the one Smoking Ls in the sun, cup fulla rum Hold a hit up in my lungs - then I pass it to my people I'm on acid like a Beatle - ah Bushido (x12) Emerge from the temple With liquor and the kill on my person - I'm mental, y'all mentally simple I'm simply mental, homie i'm jaded My kinfolk we made it, this whip ain't a rental Catch led like a pencil if you ain't my people Akuma Bito in this bitch - whippin the jag or the benz whippin that dab for the rig, wax on that wax in the mix, I be so sick with the loud, whippin n flippin that shit I be the so sick with my clique, Kushlords we juggin and thuggin They love it - we up in this bitch Bushido Bushdio
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Since my born day I coulda sworn they Set the court date For me before I even saw my first explicit porn tape Spit explicit foreplay in her ear and now she horny Take her home and pour like four drinks Steal your girl cuz i'm the poor drake Uh, When i'm coolin in these courderies, I'm taking hits from the bong Missed call from my mom Like 10, she's concerned bout some lines in my songs But I ain't even look for trouble Trouble finds me and my homies And if a hater run up on me Tell him walk man get like Sony Cuz homie you ain't even know me You ain't got no testemony In the clouds im like Adobe I'm a badass just like Joey My city ain't fuck wit me My city ain't fuck wit me My city ain't fuck wit me, But I ain't fuckin wit yall either, for real Gahdamn, I been trouble Gahdamn, I been trouble Out the womb and into the gahdamn struggle Since my innocence was lost, gahdamn I been troubled, for real (x2) Told her miss me with that drama hoe ayiyi Told her girl I got the antidote ayiyi We speakin tongues in only spanish though ayiyi Said she lookin for some trouble so ayiyiy (x2) Gahdamn, I been trouble Gahdamn, I been trouble Out the womb and into the gahdamn struggle Since my innocence was lost, gahdamn I been troubled, for real (x2) Call me crazy that's dismissive if I'm pissin you off Chances are I probably am and chances are it won't stop Rub your toothbrush in some acid, gasoline and on my nuts And better grab some vaseline cuz the whole scene bout to be fucked Bust nuts, no rubbers either, guess that's how I got a kid Burn every copy of my shit before she reach the age of 6 She ain't need to know the monster, she just need to know her father This my re-do - it's bushido - this the death of Dank Sinatra On God, I'm a designer of higher quality product Than most of these individuals rappin about narcotics I'm original - half these individuals ain't really individuals So while i'm prototypical y'all homos only typical Living inside the living room you lived in as a kid I'm praying my residuals will double for my kids Bong rips, 10 beers, whip wet like a puddle Now i'm smilin ear to ear, gah damn I been trouble
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New congregation On my knees, on the alter i'm prayin On my soul, Lord, I hope that I find you But I doubt so I need confirmation Uh, Kush congregation No hate, there's no segregation I know that I need salvation So I say i'll change but I never really do Still on the block drinkin 40's with my crew Still blowing blunts with the cops in my rear view Still poppin' off at every fuckin show I do Cuz I popped a couple pills and I ain't fuckin with you Still juggin hard cuz I never went college Still wanna go cuz there's power with that knowledge Still go to church even though I don't believe Still hopin one day that i'll hear God speak Like, Dear Lord, are you there? Do you hear me, do you care? (x2) Still livin' and sinnin' with these pent up feelins And all this aggression, i'm feelin' like Krillin I get no respect, I been training for war And I'll cut you all down like my tounge was a sword And I'll burn down whole cities to get what I want And I'll ravage and pillage, Attila the Hun And I used be hunted, now I go hunt With a nine on a island chase lions for lunch I'm weird, i'm on a whole nother level now Different plateu, no cielins now, I reached the peak but i'm still climin tho I scream my name from the top of the poconose, Kushlords Do you hear me? Y'all couldn't hear me? Bitch you guessed it Yall better fear me I think im losin service now Fuck a vette I need a four seater Candy blue thing - like Doug's friend Skeeter If it's back to Peru then Ill need at least four heaters Then i'll Smuggle home a brick undernearth the tortillas I'm real, ya'll ain't never lived this shit, Never seen no bodies rotting as a little kid, I did Never seen your neighbors busted for over 40 lbs of coke That's enough to fill a pool and make a fuckin schooner float This is where i'm from, where children handed guns Where children get no love less their fathers the plug Where children got no care, teeth hangin from their gums And your only worth your weight if you sell your weight in drugs Thank god for me my family fleed Back to America, the land of the free The land of the free but we still ain't in peace And are really even free if we fear the police? I say New congregation On my knees, on the alter i'm prayin On my soul, Lord, I hope that I find you But I doubt so I need confirmation Uh, Kush congregation No hate, there's no segregation I know that I need salvation So I say i'll change but I never really do Dear Lord, are you there? Do you hear me, do you care? (x2) I think im losin service now
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I've been to funerals - Hawaii to Japan I call her kawaii - her hair in my hand She's askin me why, she can't understand Can't look at the casket, I'm fucked up, I can (x2) Cry if you want to Scream if you want to Take another sip vodka No one gonna stop you Scream if you want to Cry if you need to Take another sip vodka No one ever gonna stop you I woke up underwater with anvil taped to the leg of my pants still I thought it was a dream til I woke up But I really think i'm drowning, lungs are half filled And I really think i'm slippin down to one hand Too much fuckin pressure just for one man And just when i'm about to let go I remember just to let go It ain't easy (x4) I've been to funerals - Hawaii to Japan I call her kawaii - her hair in my hand She askin me why, she can't understand Can't look at the casket, I'm fucked up, I can [Spoken] Cry if you want to Scream if you want to Take another sip vodka No one gonna stop you Scream if you want to Cry if you need to Take another sip vodka No one ever gonna stop you It ain't easy It ain't easy It ain't easy It ain't easy (x8) I've been to funerals - Hawaii to Japan I call she kawaii - her hair in my hand She askin me why, she can't understand Can't look at the casket, I'm fucked up, I can
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'm so in tune with my team - Professor X - on my roll Eric Clapton in Cream I done reached the crossroads I'm McCartney in Wings Mixed with Stallone in Rambo Might fuck around and steal your girl And she like sheesh, sheesh, sheesh Sheesh (x3) Oh! [x3] I'm so in love with the weed That's why I keep that shit rolled She so in tune with the team She so in love with the smoke She brought her own bag of green Brought her own bag to toke She a bad bitch, bout her money And she Ain't need your support She knows the words to my songs She taking hits from the bong She taking hits on her tongue Shit, Acid trips in the sun Shit, Acid trips while we're young Cuz we can't trip for very long When we got bills to pay back home And everyday energy gone But right now I been out here wilin' I been seein thru my eye lids And i'm coolin' - auto pilot Cuz i'm third eye vision sighted Close my eyes then I see islands Underwater, found Atlantis Run Atlantic with my trident Servin' mermaids up like clients I'm a hustler, I define it If i'm sellin then you buyin This seduction at its finest Can I skeet skeet skeet? Can you please tease me? Can we please chief weed? Girl let's chief, chief, kief She said sheesh, sheesh, sheesh I'm so in tune with my team - Professor X - on my roll Eric Clapton in Cream I done reached the crossroads I'm McCartney in Wings Mixed with Stallone in Rambo Might fuck around and steal your girl And she like sheesh, sheesh, sheesh Sheesh (x3) Oh! [x3]
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released March 12, 2015

DANK $INATRA - KU$HLORD.LOUDGOD EP

Prod. by Yung Thraxxx, Yung Cloud, DraeDaSkiMask x A-Bluntz
Relta Music, Rellim, Capt. Crunch, Ghostfish Goon
MjNichols, Young Kamasutra and Big Los Beats (Bonus)

Features by R$W (For Goo$ebump$), Sertified (For LNK)
& Special Thanks To WAVE (for $HEE$H.93) #SHEESH

Mixed & Mastered by A-Squared at LaunchPad Studios, Austin, TX
All Songs Written & Performed by DANK $INATRA / #KUSHLORDS

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