Dr. Nashville

[Mxlplx]
Slip knot to the deck, hunger death from the sky
Pussy clot get no respect, bucking shots til them die
Thunderclaps leaving wet bloody bodies on them fries
Smoke another cigarette and don't respond when they ask why
Give a fuck about the set, leaving; must stop getting by with them
Leave nothing on the checks like you just spend on getting high
Close my eyes and forget til I forget I live inside
A body made of filthy flesh, on the road fueled by lies
Cut off my hand, let it rot and watch it collect flocks of flies
Get on my bike, hit the block, cruise the streets on my ride
Late at night on the spot, shoot until I lose my prize
Spend all my money at the bar, feel the moon like the tide
Drive me crazy, make me scream, I'm a wolf after dark
Extremely shady and obscene, heated by shadows at the park
Out of control killer fiend on the scene with no heart
In my chest, living the dream, do this thing known as art

[Swank Daddy]
Nigga, I think I'm baking on a fire
The wind from the ends saddle backs through our tires
To taking a merry time, taking a merry mire
Showered by the distance that keeps us inspired
Shattered in the morning, clock in like I'm retired
Snakes all around my body dressed up in my desire
Shells in my lobby, no life to be acquired
Don't trip off this attire, death's the only thing required
Purple moat shake the house along with electrical wires
A compassionate for the Beyonder in his spotless empire
Attracted to an outsider on the docks staying higher
Get, rip back, slip back
Don't expect to come back, nigga hit that
Get past that, explode on the notion of contact, they stir deep tempts to end
When they arrive make sure you're gone, black and tucked in the brain
Too deep to explain, music in my blast make music in my veins
Everything's a garden, no more than a train
Guilted by your losses, don't even think about your gains
The root of your happiness only run deep as your pain
I'm sure you've heard it before, and you gon hear it again
Won't nothing ever remain, as far as we comprehend
Can't find it in your mother, won't see it in your friends
Ain't that a motherfucker? You're alone to the end

[G Rider]
Newspapers are dying
Blue vapors are trying
Two rapists are lying
True bass hits, who's wasted?
Deniant, defiant, applying and surviving
Flying, prying, spying, and conniving
The doctor at the opera said my pitch was flat
I told the poor man that his bitch was flat
And rolled a philly, really really fat
Ate a quick snack then I took a nap
Commercial rap, go look at your youth
Who told you and controlled you that money is your truth?
But America loves sellouts, so who am I to judge?
My final hurrah, bitch, underground rap dub
My death is inching closer, hurtling towards demise
My plot is getting drastic, the plot that I devise
Addiction is essential in the vision in my eyes
Man who quits trying is the man that truly dies
I'd rather have invention and stability
I'd rather have it rough than lounge in tranquility
A slave to bad judgement, but what did you expect?
Like a young stupid man, looking for respect
My heartbeat is my lifeline and I'm getting high
From Young G to hunger, G Rider, G alive