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ayo its tylisha haskins
Mr red magic
Ridin in the Saturn
Doin what you imagine
Gripping on the cannon
Aiming at the titans
Open up ya eyes
You might miss the lightening
I make this shit exciting
Call a nigga
Call a hoe
Relaxing in mansion
Rolling up and watching blow
used to rock straight backs
And watch samurai Jack
But now its like i sport a cane monocle and top hat
Nuts off the screw juice
crawling up the wall again
Reciting quotes from snatch monologing for the mannequins
got at em at stand still
About to drop the anvil
5 time 5 time 5 time 5 time
5 time World heavyweight fuckin champion
Spinaroni
scissor kick
Splash
Bitch its Vader time
If you plan on takin mine
We can have some face time
The mac’ll take a bite up out cha apple
Fry ya hard drive
When the smoke subsides
Ill be higher than bitch
Off the combination Of promethazine and cannabis
My teacher named obranivich
Used to give me gold stars
Now i smoke enough to eat a couple And a quasar
I don’t need radars
I know where im going bitch
Straight to the Grammys with the fam
Off the opiates
Would you believe they all used to call me Stanley ipkiss
But Now i got the mask on
Come give the green man a kiss
Eat a bomb
save the girl
skate in a banana suit
Take her home
smash the box
like im crash banditcoot
Shouts out to murder mook,
lux,
and Reed dollaz too
Amphetamines and morphine laced inside Haikus
Me and you is like a zapdos against raichu
I don’t have to fight you
my gengar’ll bite chu
Im something like a bible
but nothing like a bible
My lyrics are insightful
You talk of what you might do
moonwalk like Micheal
But lean like the Eiffel
Fuck like the dude
But eat pussy like a dyke do
You ain’t got sauce
You ain’t even learn to make the rue
I keep my mind on the paper
Always been the rule
and Im a fox
Im sexy as a bitch
I keep my curls tight
I get my dick gripped
Im ty ty
You nobody knows
I great taste
I wear cool clothes
She say she wan fuck
So i was like cool
And then we did the nasty Like licorice soup
Im in a 4 door
Cause i don’t like coupes
I pack a boomstick
Im sweeping up troops
Setting up the tripod For the new shoot
Dad cap Wide frames And the chair too
That’s who i be to you
Mr director Selector
could you play my shit
Or ill be sliding thru ya chimney like ol saint Nick
Bitch i po it by the 8 and i drank not sip
Unleash the kraken In the booth
and i sink yo ship
Tylisha haskins
dsk
Wait till i drop my new shit

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from Goya Boy EP (COCO MANGO EDITION), released April 19, 1964

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Tylisha Haskins Largo, Maryland

Hailing from District Heights Maryland, outside of D.C., (via Georgia, via New Orleans, born in Brooklyn,) Tylisha Haskins’ music is as unique as his background. A rapper from the artist collective Dirty Suburban Kids, known for his inimitable flows over innovative and provocative beats. Tylisha serves as the founder and forerunner of the collective, bringing the best the suburbs has to offer. ... more

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