#yourdafthero

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finished my band’s album and now I’m starting to record left over material from the last 8 months. enjoy. YourDaftHero - 01 Beat by P.SOUL Cover photo lyrics: penning my opinions in these digital drafts putting dents in villain’s blueprints, egos and masks hero vessel ventured out, last of the lads solace in seclusion, recluse recording lab this wasn't what I intended, yet the fruits of labors last holes in palms writing psalms, better watch my math tone tuned for finer linings linked along the echelons out running verbs I vent as they fucking echo on you're fake quotes and poems so deep in your own shallow end you really think you know us honing through the low end, know this era never ends Ever pissing greatness while you struggle with your passions talking silent phone dialings absolute dealings, sith gang nihilists blood stained visor via hype beasts buying this preme and pristine, no Icarus is denying this And you know how it goes And you know they come in droves Imprinted on the mold Sealed with a kiss on your tomb from a rose oh my god, I got bakas in balaclavas cold shoulder equipped, winter for a novice churn rap novels out with no no problems bar for bar xanny verse, I keep a track nauseous cautious, cause this shit ain't what they taught us world will fuck you over and deny you due process but my buffs proc, see a dub without losses pouring over porridge like you bums with a faucet wedjet eye flourishing, horrid like a Horus is breaking bitches egos like I went and shoved in Adam’s ribs I'll show you where the God lives one time for the Glassy brother ballin' in the fortresses Daft from the fire flame, hell scorched southern wave Producing sweet tea needed for a humid Florida day Floors paved, every brick layered for my shoe step And spit cleaned to glean off the tears son Jesus wept soundcloud | twitter

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I promise no fist fight the first time will lead to another (one) - DJ Khaled YOURDAFTHERO RGB (ROSE GOLD BADELYNGE) PROD. BY GH0ST PAL aka @senseiofficial GH0ST PAL’S SOUNDCLOUD Lyrics: Check the vibrations, brace for subtle shifts Ghost brought the ingredients now I’m firing up the dish No dents on the casket, cash laced with this fashion Out to collect dues then turn around tax ‘em Trotting on this worn trail, repeating the motto Resenting all the raiders who roam to feast and follow All debts paid, paving tracks from out from the hollow Truths are hard to forge when lies are easy to swallow Swear that stomach of the lion rumbling Feelings slide along when that troubles coming Watch close now its all a rouse I swear Time is an illusion but how real are those tears Twin knuckle scar tissue pressed up on the temple Forced to forge fakes until those artists tempt you Now your back to asking which urn you want your ash in Fuck all persuasion, I embody all your passion Critical condition, I cite nuclear fission And I’m dancing with the devil got me seeing double vision Vivid images downloading in my second dropbox knowing When it completes I’ll be swimming in this data I’ve been sewing Breezing in my glowing heelys making ground now dm sliding Not idle cause all my idols move in patterns worth abiding And my waifu needs some love I swear she begs for a few bitings And a taste of that, oh god, silver lining LORD Back on my campaign trail Those who can’t skate or die say alls well that ends well This beat got me glitching, I have yet to even dip in Talking all this game and yet Ubisoft can’t even listen LORD I’m hovering and honing in Aint no messing with, wave dash riding in All from the Dub A, down to FL daily With no items, Fox only, FD on Melee So pick up what you left of Unless you Van Gogh, then never mind, you better off Daft deemed a repeater, a trusty novelty pleaser So if you up to bat swing away to pure the either Definition set in stone except the sword that I pulled up All jokes aside no anon could ever fool us… Coming straight out the nose bleeds Dripping influences down till it stains the cut jeans Cut throat and clean, edge sharpened supreme It’s time to do or die and conquer all by any means Cause all of these visuals are venting tools rebuking you And woes and fools and foes who aren’t enough for me to even drool Drumming up again, oh lord you have another one Centered sins circle in to make your life more troublesome Yuh, Ain’t no tears like Yuh, DeLoreans every year like Yuh, Getting money with the peers like Yuh, Even if it kills me shift to 4th gear

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Pray these words extend my expiration date. Y-813 YOURDAFTHERO PROD. BY CECIL Lyrics: I’ve been dormant too long Doomed living in structures haven’t struck convo at all Awe feelings fluctuate in and out the the cig draw Flaws go unflattered, I turn lies to law

Blurred images emerge in herds through the broken monitor I’m on to you, through proxies, so whisper like a commoner Come and reap the seeds, yet a hush isn’t never heed Beats continue on, don’t you hear them grinding along your teeth?

The cycle so is contagious Lined along the spine I read straight from the pages Old face but new set obstacles and phases Quick duel and draw, end all in ten paces, I’m patient

Not a stepping stone, homie Choose wisely, words can come poorly Pouring 40′s wrapped in crosses for the holy Trinities get no love from me sorely

I pass by the acting apathy Active in pursuits to pull the rug right out from under me Problems puzzling yet the bell tolls for me luckily I’m the one who sees death is all functioning

Daft layered up, fisticuffs prayed up Melded with celestials, the zippo came to pair us So keep your eyes stay peeled Cause boys don’t mind those tears and you don’t wanna die here

Thats food and cannon fodder The clouds you’re reaching for the bums blowing louder My product in the proper place, a nose for all the powder 4th and 7th chakra got me igniting FL’s fire

Ooh, can you really blame me? I’m the greatest unknown to be on time and lately I’m doubting all the lines again, find me in the shine again Underwater whipping trending tidals till I die again

And it’s all come full circle Meaning to be murking yet I’m subtle and too merciful Curtain call cutting close, heart attack after the show Funeral soon after hero’s cuts to a credit roll

Flexing verbal presences in the court for kings and peasants Who am I but a son of chemicals and depressants? Menace with means to do good but doesn’t From the nose bleeds I stay stuntin’ And from the nose bleeds I stay stuntin’

So all my crosses tilted, now X marks the spot To pick at the golden gate and hope to break out the lock Maybe waltz in with finger guns holstered for two And greet God with a quote like a father whom I never knew

Oh and Bruns, brought the windbreaker To slice wind chimes to conduct a brill banger Now windowsill slanted let the plants take the sun in Young daft shining on all three sannin YDH  OA  CC  KG  Y-813

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YDH MUSIC COMPILATION

Hey everyone! I’ve decided to upload a ton of tracks from over the last year. It’s 26 tracks. Ranges from remixes to original beats. Needed to back them up but if you want to download them then go right ahead. So if you didn’t know by now, I make music, feel free to check it out. Tracklist: 1. 16 // XVI // SIXTINE 2. 60B$$ 3. AEGON ft. AVG 4. ASTRAY (RED FRAME) 5. AYN RYAN 6. DAFT THE KILLER 7. DECEM 8. DUSCAE 9. EXODUS 10. EYES UP 11. FLUIDITY 12. FOR THOSE WHOM 13. HER INTERLUDE 14. ITS NOT ME ITS YOU 15. L7 16. MAYBE 17. MAYBE 2 18. MINATO 19. PARADISO 20. RAP_TURE 21. SLEEPLESS ‘09 22. THE TYRANNICAL 23. DISCORD (REMIX) 24. VUITTON 25. WADI 26. WATER DOWNLOAD

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I know in the seconds Leading to your slumber That you reflect on what you give the world And it’s all that you can muster; bummer ITS NOT YOU ITS ME (CLASSIX BEATS) YOURDAFTHERO Lyrics: I know the perfect storm’s coming Rain sets the tone along the thunder beats drumming No extra shit, smeared fingerprints on the pen Filter through the chatter and you locate all the dividends

Divvy up the pie, we know the facts are tried and true All your heads lay with red, all your lovers sigh with blue It’s sad cause I know you’re blind Too late to witness when all your petals wilt and die

Aye, aye, aye you know that we dem guys And I’m the boy who just awoke to pluck the crust from out your my eyes You should really take a second, you should really go and find All that makes you feel alive while you exist in this prime

Call it what you will, I don’t dabble in your corner Cut from clothes that saw the creases go to cease disorder It’s impossible in pockets to know the fuel that forms us So trust me ain’t warning, I haven’t even warmed up

You can buy your to way fame but you can’t buy your to heaven, aye (4x) I’m that free minded middle man, mason with the right hand And in my left the pen striking ditches into foreign land Couples lads lit and littering around your casket 40’s fall in the well where we bury hatchets Speak of false heirs and can’t hack its Scribble in the marble Im solidified in tablets Dripping with the talent, an addict with the reactant Highs on echleons that are mixed in paint palettes

I’m cold hearted and contagious And building up my patience, I know you can’t take this Piling through the pages, weighing up the wages I won’t even front, this is getting back to basics Feeding foes in the famine Every move is authored, consider it cannon YDH here to set the mother fucking pace with Pulling off the mask from the God of many faces

My plate is stacked up to the fucking brim I don’t need no savior ‘cept myself and thats word to Him Swerving on the curb hurling sinners single stomps Taught to taunt in waves till the opposition seeks to stop

All premeditated, a slaughter is surely slated Keep my wits about me so I never get high or sedated Faded into that corner, sun beams reaching out for me Pray God’s watching while the Devil feeds these words to me Twitter // Soundcloud

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some times you needn’t laugh some times you to need to cry but some times you need someone to tell you some tears aren’t worth the time 16 // XVI // SIXTINE (YUNG GUD - NUMB) YOURDAFTHERO Lyrics: I need a sistine chapel This my holy bible, this the 16th chapter After all the nuances that every saint will leaves us Torn between the turns and yet you’ve polished all the pieces

I need a sistine chapel This my holy bible, this the 16th chapter Tracings on the marble floors from dancing in the rain Ballot pose for Michael as his brushes paint a wave

It’s all finite yet I do not haste the finish You can find me floating through the echoes after coming to my senses All these woes are senseless, my love you never listen While I lose myself in listens to songs that play on relentless

It’s the bitter bite that lingers in the clouds that see the cold My chapped lips on yours crisp, breath life into my meager mold But I’m so at ease in that ill release Trails from my nose leak, tear droplets on those Y-3’s

We say it’s heart to heart when our mistakes do the talking Taught to keep a balance but half of us is walking So why you running? Those 7 trumpets humming AM cellular exchanges chisel and then crumble

Validation is vital but whats the substance to the sub plot? True love was it not till the center saw the edges rot? All those poems penned leave me clutching on your mumbling Like you didn’t whisper warnings in the mornings after fucking

I need a sistine chapel This my holy bible, this the 16th chapter After all the nuances that every saint will leaves us Torn between the turns yet you’ve polished all the pieces

I need a sistine chapel This my holy bible, this the 16th chapter Tracings on the marble floors from dancing in the rain Ballot pose for Michael as his brushes paint a wave

I need some closure I’m too close to hypotheticals And theories come and go but how you saw it was so sensible Barely able to call now, you choke like you’re appalled now Only human but the hue projected half full seems watered down

Its all howls in the hours, no brakes stall for your prowess It’s all art for you who wants to take pics but wilt flowers So I hope those negatives nag you on bit Say you need some space while clutching on my shirt again

Fuck you’s get no focus, fuck you mean that I’m not worth this? I’ve been putting so much work in even after the show curtains Spoke fears in the dawn along that sunlight Index pushed my head so I could watch you mouth the wrongs right

Want not, waste not, peer pressure along a bruised spot Now you online intertwined and I’m drowned out in these empty lots I mean, you said that we were everything Now some time alone with you’s the last thing the boy needs

I’m honed in, zoning, roaming So much liquor in me I’m slurring all these poems Trust none if you’re trust to one And if you ask me, I fucking know it

Don’t hear this and act foolish Meander all you want while I walk along the muses The musics fluent like flowers blooming Fluidity inside of us is truly amusing

I wish I could write you the sweetest song But hardly any of you is worth it at all I wish I could write you the sweetest song You know you and me are hardly worth anything at all Youtube (Visuals) // Twitter // Soundcloud

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Found some old material I’m not going use Enjoy

Gone YDH Validation is vital but whats the substance to the sub plot? True love was it not though the center saw the edges rot? All those poems penned leave me clutching on your mumbling Like you didn’t whisper warnings in the mornings after fucking

Surely those times weren’t for nothing Our hands clutched wasn’t bluffing We built trust out of nothing But okay, you’re tired and need a break from this... Maybe I’ve been holding out for so long I could’ve broke a wrist I’m a sucker for the callings, late nights that yield yawnings Answers weren’t the end all, cause we bent back with no problem Yet it wasn’t hesitation that was stated when you went to go and dial Brushing strokes across the touch screen unlike the skin that I provide you Now I’m looping back to back Maybe if it’s just a sip then this liq will last You say this passions passed, so why are you crying when we’re face to face? You wanna initiate a final phase like these moments won’t leave a lasting trace You say streams are overrated, you talk to me like I can’t swim at all I’m passing through ‘em with no intentions to ever have to swim at all Scrounging up an ounce of sense, I ask how could it have ever come to this? You know I’ve been waiting since the winter to tell you I would die for this You tell me you still love me and our hearts are far from apart Yet you fade out as the sentence continues taking steps back to the start If this isn’t gonna work, then why I am hurt? What went wrong? Maybe because my eyes were closed while I clutched on to something that was gone Now ask what’s up Cause nothings going on

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11.21.2k15 one track now maybe a few more later on enjoy water.song yourdafthero.artist fromthenosebleeds.mixtape Lyrics: Mm.. like a fresh glass of water Have to do some evil cause the good never prosper In between the lines just to keep this looking proper Maybe if I lied to you then I’ld be a little more popular

This new poetry in motion French inhales coasting bumping beats into the low end Low in that bracket, fingers stretched for higher seats Bruising knees from praying on the pavement with weakened knees

Weaken these weekend dreams, its everything or not it seems Murals marked and pinned in all to sell after I reap the seeds In the end by any means, by the grace of God it seethes Into me, endlessly, on till the death of me

Whats having this with no havoc? Paint splits and it splatters, canvas spits out the chatter Excuse me, how you finesse on the platter But when it comes executing you excuse all the matters

Daft patterned out and glued in Grouping sets of simpletons to simple sit and tune in Who in this bracket is back cracking and cackling Of the few who knew you I’m the liar least lacking

No action comes without the proper price We’re all hive mind reaching for the same slice Qualities dwindling, so I settle in Zero room for failure when I zero in to be precise

Mm.. like a fresh glass of water Have to do some evil cause the good never prosper In between the lines just to keep this looking proper Maybe if I lied to you then I’ld be a little more popular

Now etched in the new neural Haunted by the heeding of a warning when I hurl All screams in all caps, I’m looped in on relapse From this point on it’s all suspicion when they want daps

With two popped veins and blurred vision They seek heartache and aesthetic without a listen I promise this all here is with little mistake Notions left running through the years breaking out the flood gates

But what you really you want from me? Pursuing power’s pressuring, depression seems it’s settling Down in the evergreen, oh my is this bliss Devil offers me the fruit, but from Lilith I’ve stole a kiss

I won’t have it, I’m fluent in temp habits For the hell of it I’m hellish when when wanting a dios status Kill the fucking head and the body will surely follow Mended from the grace of sins, birthed out from that sleeping hollow

A modern mutant Can’t you see my pull is where the proofs in? If you didn't know that through subliminals you knew this Note it, I’m who is closest to that where cool is

I’m sorry, for a moment I must’ve gone and lost myself All in this game of being someone else, faking wealth with a flock of sheep riddled in designer pelts ----- Twitter // Soundcloud