I. As Mad As
II. From Ghosts
III. Young Messiah
IV. Gateau
V. Lamb Of
VI. K$
VII. Robespierre
VIII. All Jeagers
IX. The Days Are Packed
X. Rem Saverem

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decem (Let It Go Trap Remix)
  • decem (Let It Go Trap Remix)
  • YourDaftHero
  • D.A.F.T DAY #2

I’m trying to drop a track every Sunday (Last Sunday’s track is here)
Till it ends, you can look forward to a new song every D.A.F.T Day
A deed accomplished for this day is just my way of continuing to create while I live my everyday life and not taking a large amount of time off
I’m mostly picking instrumentals that are fun and idk maybe something you would enjoy jamming too

YourDaftHero - decem (Let It Go Trap Remix) 

Young, daft and arrogant
Late on what on the errand is
Heroine sick heretic
Fluent talking terrorist

Past lip tremble kissing
Succubus, Medusa hissing
Crusades with the crew made
For a good summer and a long day

Im drowing out the drone noise
With a bruised lip and a slouched poise
Poison puffing, this nic nothing
Burn a whole pack with the wolf boys

And your whole clique is irrelavent
Erradication is imminent
Fuck with me if you into this
Like we fucking when you reminisce


21st century tyrant and I’m applying plenty pressure
Thrashing lessons when I let it go, weave these words into a lecture
Hock a lougie music bumping while looting bodies of copies
Carbon carcass dead walking fluent Florida fiendish zombies

Two skullys, girl youre too chummy
Chucking back vomit cause being ills yummy
In the digital, these gits fools
Whisper lines and this dopes fuel

Cop a seat, till it loads complete
My manners messy and my life neet
Devil desired bum for hire
Plucking out gold grills with a pair of pliers


Heir bred from the hollow
Speaking as though all this story origin aint hard swallow
Bit confident, and well within
Feeling like I belong on the premisis
The Con Crew crude, five fools
You and me make the KG malicious

Words from Judas are pretty, and the message is potent
Precious symphonies sing and all stigmata wounds reopen
Gutting gangs of second borns thirsty for a golden crown
Say its now or never, but never now since you came around


Villainous daft reminisce of past acquired accolades
Linger where the will o wisps whisper and where their stories stay
Priests to pray, clutching crosses, heads low, amen away
Lids low watching decades of doomed dynasties slowly decay

Favorite weathers when the clouds are grey and come together
Rains mellow, sing whenever, hell or high water caused Helios to melt the lever
Overflowing, overflowing, drowning from a daily dose
Thunder cracking, serpent kraken, in this sea youll drown alone

Con Crew x Kawaii Gang

If interested in more noise like this you can check out my soundcloud!

YDH x AM // 11.12.14

YourDaftHero - Paradiso (Arctic Monkeys - Do I Wanna Know REMIX)

In paradise, pair of dice rolling
Snake eyes, 20/20, sight all knowing
Stow away amongst the bodies, nobody went and taught me
Spit to keep the gears oiled for this is no longer a hobby

You’re in my lobby, lax and leasuiring
Easy circling for my brutes to give you a ceasaring
Cease your settle in, take that throne seating
The blood aesthetic drips from the floor to the ceiling

I’m centered from the synergy
Finding myself inside of third eye conspiracies 
Shit, maybe that’s the Hennessy
But the God I knows between her legs and she’s calling me

Grimey ghost kid with witches brewing potions
Robbing kids so they gotta reach under cades for tokens
You can light the trees, go take the tokes in
When sober I’m way over the bullet dodging motions

“YourDaft? Who the fuck is that?”
Last words from an artist you love who just passed
More shins to skim, and lock bodies and holdings
My flows know no foes cause I fuck with theories low end

Molten brain waves, I do it flashlike
Right before you black out, girl, grab a flash light
Peer through my peers sight, chakra stream real nice
Skim on my mats and you’ll get served like a fresh slice

Melt ice on chains and notice you don’t change
Cause your skill is thin and mine’s skimmed so there’s no change
Do you get it? 
Sad what we gotta do to fit in, so I’m killing shit

Back to pipe lighting, as I melt down the Midas
Much ado to ya, know I aspire to be the highest
Lounge with liars, so I know how to conspire
Empty at heart doesn’t mean I cant build a fucking empire

Foundation found dated when Jesus nailed the name
Crucifix, cruising for crews to fix
Cause we fixed on pole positions
Pillars we putting up summon sirens so tempting

Temptress in a temple, like “Damn, what that head do?”
Need that Medusa like she need a neck wound
Dope since the womb until I need a tomb
Is needed to let people know I was who and whom

Then its off to hail deep where hail rains and we reign
Untamed, how you like it now? Hell hounds howling with no reins
Off the leash, voted least likely to succeed, now look at me now

I know exactly where I wanna be
And you can’t read my lyrics once and understand all these roots deep
Leak money and power, so I wield words and slice the shit
Meanwhile you’re powerless like fucking Tumblr activist

“Who are you and what is this?”
I’m Daft and the calm after you get to slitting wrists
Near miss, so how about you rewind?
Ascended on the incline, don’t tell me to be kind loser

Beats over hyping but euphoria’s heightening
Vice grip for that Vice doc, my grip will get to tightening
All my lyrics lick like lightning
Zeus fucking, check Earth for my children

Insight and outsight comes from channeling
Barreling all arms on deck to get to landing
New and improved ruses coming soon to thee
Maybe when I’m gone they won’t say they barely knew me

Quit to stalling, lets get right down to it
Write down this fluid and expel the nuisance
Two cents spending, living day to day
Daft days are over but I still have much to convey like

Slay monsters, mobsters in the way
No pay, means no way, you get sent under the pave
So after each and every fucking step I take
I can remind myself I do more than spit on your grave

Yeah, dead daft dios
Disciples get no denying when twisting up the trio
Fuck you like CeeLo, puking punk till its fineto
Whole crew are neato neets and all our diamonds come from Sinnoh

Hero rogue renegade, here to slay with hentai maids making cocaine filled hand grenades
It’s gonna be a good day
Lighten up kid, get lit, boy light it up

Sly and stuck, on one, don’t give a fuck, someones 
Long con thieving seeking the wrong conundrum
So, let the drums beat on
Yeah, let the drums beat on

God, I’m more tired then I’ve ever been
But spewing frigid poems better than you and those winter winds
Begin again in spring
Welcome to paradise, where the songs are sung for thee

Welcome to paradise (2x)

Isn’t this paradise? (2x)

Welcome to paradise (5x)


Con Crew x Kawaii Gang

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I’ve started waking up and writing. Writing whatever comes to mind no matter the subject or tone. Just to let it out. To start practicing and being easier on myself. Not holding onto pieces until every line was good enough. They’re all good enough. So I’m just writing it all out, simple or not.
(plus some repeating visuals never hurt)

Flowers for ‘15


If the rule you followed brought you to this, of what use was the rule?

Heaven is empty all I see are familiar faces
IIl will only speaks through the teeth of traitors in traces
Flipping paces, but what’s a queen to all these aces?
Lacking in looking glasses I can’t stand to wait with patience

Daft fluent behavior is slipping in current saviors
I’m just the flame to the cig not the nicotine trying to save her
So just savor the bit that you can quench on
Holding on to this bottle for life with nothing to clench on

Now two shades nasty clouds raining over tops of them
Throwing it was nothing, bluffing only I’m when writing hymns
Pulse pounding, steady punting lions out the den
Counting every second cause these minutes won’t come round again

A flake father made me who I am
Wired with no integrity I intigrate among the land
Rum in hand singing, “Make it rain on these hoes.”
99 problems and they’re questions on where to go

So I slow up
Blessed to have the Sunshine State let me grow up
Glo’d up, poured up, lit and ecchi porn up
Black and milds murmur few whispers in the summer

Cause man it’s so immaculate
Immune to doing bad cause all of this right here is passionate
I’m pummeling the peasants you can’t manage all the hits
I bury rivals in rowdy pits after lighting ‘em up like arsonists

Those crit hits, digits reading trip 6
Mandle ‘em barehanded if the glove doesn’t fit
I slice and slick, que lyrical sludge and ick
Behead a succubus trick after she finish sucking my dick

Now tell me are you really into this?
Speaking on the issues but drawing blanks when you reminisces
Leave no remnants, wipe out all the subtle shit
Fuck a bitch like fuck boys wearing ‘preme meninist

Now I walk along with the violets
Taking the higher road is paved with vivid violence
Hue so fucking vibrant, blinding eyes are hiding
Mining for gold in the minds of those who don’t mind it

Let it emanate, ether egos either way
Looking at my wrist bitch, Lil B taught me to bake
You can really get it, watch the paradigm is shifting
All my peaks come in twins and my lodge is soaked in crimson

YDH, oh for hell’s sake
Stomaching the current meta rappers serpents and drakes
Hold on, hold on, 813 to so on
Watch me get more on, talking shop with morons

At my core I’m fucking Korra with the shit
Elements are elementary I mold mortals at will with this, bitch

Never once

Never once did I say I wasn’t gonna come back for you

Never once did I say that you didn’t matter

Well, I’m right here

I’m right here and I’m doing work for you, I hope that you see it

I never left, 
I was, I was just two step away, two steps behind 

But I’m right here

Go on, go on grab my hand

I’m right here

And I’ve always been right here




Waiting for the right time

Well, the right time is now

The right time is now

The right time is now

It’s right


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More coming soon!


one track now
maybe a few more later on

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


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D.A.F.T Day aka Deed Accomplished For This Day #5
Another Sunday and another track touching down on your timeline
Something I’ve been thinking about as of late concerning this series…
D/D is all about completing a task and working to better myself
So, what are you up to today?
Working? Relaxing? Seeing the fam? Watching the rain?
No matter what it is, at least you’re doing something.
You can set a goal for everyday, strive to meet it and still come up short.
You probably have something you need to do. Someone you need to talk to. Some work you need to finish. etc.
Though this may be so, sometimes just seeking for the energy to continue and finish the day is the best deed worth accomplishing.
I hope today you stick around for tomorrow and if anything, I’ll see you next week.


YourDaftHero - L7 (Partition Remix)

Formulating plans until my is voice raspy
In Frank n Furter’s laboratory making raps for lackeys
Ex-templar fucking mages in the chantry
And chances are you overlooked my scum supriority

Authority in authorizing off with head offerings
Peace be to you, young youths money laundering
Pass the basket, fund charity caskets
Light up the cigarette, man, whatever happens, happens

Daft dividends, gaurentee I get a slice
Crafting creations for all to criticize
Paid the pied piper, racks of rupees pay the price
Pencils pen a poem, lyrics leak a little life

Illigitmate but legit when talking birthrights
Righteous when writing, find solace in the sunshine
Speak my two cents, get intrest back in due time
Over this noise I speak spells and these words bind

Halls of the blind, we lead deeper inside
Inbetween these syllables a few secrets intertwine
Young daft crucifix, find a few probs to fix
Fics and facts get the switch, man or myth, which is which

Droll dimwits have the gull to claim gold
But my goonies gut the grills and rubies out of pirate skulls
Go, follow little soldiers, toys do what their told
So like K Dot, when I come through I’ll assume direct control

Dalek dialect, disintigrate when hits connect
Pull the essences out of breath and the core up out my chest
Synthetics that seek to sync codes embedded
This entity’s entirely dust with stars inthreaded

Leave all kings beheaded, owe a toast to Westeros
Leave you in the smoke and dust, food for thought and for the crows
If you didnt know it then, certainly you know it now
Daft mother fucking hero, bring those vile villains ‘round

Preaching pure organic, panic only if you hesitant
Common sense should tell you of the average I am better than
Ephimeral engineer, hit ‘em with the R.A.M
Dopest dope you ever smoked coming through the speakers fam

Motionless when the going gets
Feel the surge of power when the system shifts
Eye lids closed, the path is chose
This an overture for our overdose (2x)

Music mixed with morphine, these lines make more fiends
Come through with two tsuns, skinned knees and nosebleeds
Taste a tid bit, these bitties ask for more please
Master and commander, these deeds need no debrief

Sacred rites need sacrifice and you’re looking like Abel 
Couldnt duel me in a battle even if your words were able
Watch the kicks hit the curb, teeth shatter speaking fables
Wield relics when telling it, ever sword forged is fatal

Closer now than I’ve ever been
I can see the exit, resolution and end
Dreams of dying are the ones I’m in
But YourDaftHero was bred from sin

Closer now than we’ve ever been
We can see the exit, resolution and end
Dreams of dying are the ones we’re in
But weren’t we all bred from sin?

Con Crew x Kawaii Gang

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the Tyrannical
  • the Tyrannical
  • YourDaftHero


the Tyrannical - YourDaftHero (prod. by Blue Jones) 

Delinquent, 60 billion double dollar problem
Squander seconds with the filthiest of Florida’s squadrons 
Trench running rascals, young dads and sandwiches 
Piff blowing paralysis, bitches know what the business is

Tactical and tentative, lighting twin towers up
Heightened sense from pheromones, circles getting to squaring up 
Pair a bunch of paranormal ghosts gutting any bum
You barely breathing, smoke lingers out of every lung

Transmitting, my persona es drifting
Second plane existence, won’t exist till lifted
Mow meditating, third eye visions excoriating 
Execute an OD on these addicts all waiting

No sleep while slaying serpents with their own crack pipes 
Reading off these documents to you like some last rights
Ripe off that tree from Eden, eating like I’m gluttony
You see I’m holy for you, so I amen, graciously

At the head of the altar, breaking bread with your daughter, sipping God from grails cause I’m FUCKING TYRANNICAL

In black balaclavas with alchemists circles, for certain you know I raise the dead cause I’m FUCKING TYRANNICAL

Cut throat vagrant afflicted with grimy ailments tasked to bring your head back cause I’m FUCKING TYRANNICAL

A few rad ruffians making deals with the devil to embezzle the bastard 

Reign of terror terrorist, France is where the lair is
Layers top of layers, but I’m lost between her legs and it’s
Sedating, lids lows when lights are changing 
And the trip will end in ashes long as you’re rabbit chasing

Mingle with the Masons, mind your manners with contagions
Can’t contained this patient, sickly spitting these debates and
Staying at the Bates Motel, all is calm, all is well
Howls from every room, who even dares to dwell

Wolves howling for a fortnight, Con Crew killing shit
On crusade to crucify for Christ at a rapid rate
No debate, ride white lightning till my nose bleed 
Whole coven swearing sanguine on the trinity

Over sleeping finding nightmares are never what the seem
Covered dreams where curb stomps drop via guillotines 
Pressure points appointed easily, put on the scene
With illicit production of tyrant rap amphetamines

Happy 4/20/2k14
Not weed related but maybe if you smoke and listen it might sound better

YourDaftHero - Wadi (prod. by CHVLLY)

Daily drone dropping bombs over head steadily
Bass dead drop spot spitting notes in therapy
The dead march merrily with mother Mary and a gold cross
Speakers speak heavenly through gold chains and designer cloth

Watch, watch, time ticking timidly
Roses withering on the balcony’s of Italy
Either way this Slytherin’s slipping tongue in silver
With pots of gold heated down for heathens to pilfer

Fatter fingers fucking plunging flicking through the data
Bloodshot eyes, blistered manos, yo I’m lying like it matters
Dank drifter, but I don’t alchemize the herb
See heights after crashing down from telling you to put your teeth up on the curb

Bitch, who you think you’re fucking with?
Eradicate radicals, yo I’m rad as fuck and living it
Punks seeing punctures punching hard through the hearts
This the pen the martyr chose and the brush creating art

Counterpart flawless, maneuver gear harness
Strapped up, blades out, the weak will depart us
The sea will part and lead homeless to the motherland
Bet again, system systematically better than

You bandwagon bitches and your lack of the upper crust 
Follow that illogical money strategizing with lust 
Luckily I’m ten deep, angels moan, sirens cream
Pinnacle of penniless yet my penis is in between

Your waifu, short and dangerous, Heichou
Survey says the Survey Corp is where you go to die too
Ride through, spewing dirty linguistics at my leisure 
Nosebleed while I’m thinking of fucking her causing seizures 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, no x4

Only rap to counteract these thoughts that surely would detach
My reality of having me be a drone and sapped
Sleeping while all these empires are empowered
Speakers play it louder to remind you muggles a la howlers

This venin spit, split like a potent spliff
I’m not one for trips but this is where the rabbit is
Service Games Genesis, top of the tiered list
Reside inside castles where bastards can hear this

I’m daft automatic trigger happy breaking helping hands
While Mikey beats bronys with hentai dakis via holograms
Say it man, YDH, young dumb heretic
Commonly found using lyrics to fuck your larynx with

Con Crew x Kawaii Gang

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60B$$ (Chiraq Remix)
  • 60B$$ (Chiraq Remix)
  • YourDaftHero

D.A.F.T Day aka Deed Accomplished For This Day #4
Whats good fine folk of tumblr?
What are you doing today?
You out somewhere making moves? You hanging witcha moms? You at home relaxing?
No matter what you’re doing, I’m glad you’re here and I’m glad you’re doing something,
This FL heat don’t let up so I felt like writing something to reflect that
Make sure to check out the previous D.A.F.T Day’s if you’ve missed em
Let me know what you’re up to today and as always, stay safe.
Special s/o to all the moms. Bonus points if you play this for her lmaooo

YourDaftHero - 60B$$ (Chiraq Remix)


Guilty glitch, yet common error
My pen mightier, my maiden fairer
Laced lingo, froze in snow
7th circle sees Satan’s liar

Pump palpitations, no delaying
Innocents get incinerated
Just listen to this backwards
For that ignis incantation

Burnt pages in a leather book
My story told through bards and crooks
While one and zeros flicker in the system
I stitch these syllables and then I rip ‘em

Valerian swords into gold, I dip ‘em
Cup of the Lord with dinner, I do sip him
When I take the ring through I send the ents in
And if its Wall Rose I make crater dents in

Estimations are lacking, strapped in, daft-01 is active, mapping, tracking
Missile locked up and loaded, so fire everything till their knees collapsing

Assault and action, these rifles packed with 
Metaphors like rebel armed fascist
Fascinating, my saber slaying
While sparks fly from the blunts you facing

Coming to duel with Daft, huh?
Ain’t this day just doomed for dying?
Two tooths loose, torture tacs Roose
40 potion pouring when Potter’s brewing

All those sins spewed on the canvas show this hero doesn’t need any proving
I wont live life by simple standards, I’ld rather die than live useless

Concocting concussions, Sherlock
Deja vu viewing assuming assumptions
Much needed sustenance, serving up substance
If anyone asks you tell em I’ve done this

Last supper, suit and tie dapper, start of the chapter I write remnants
I don’t give a fuck but if you get to slipping I’ll fuck your mouth before you slur a sentence

No sentiments for a sentinel, my programs meet the pinnacle 
Lethiferous lyrics pinned through, Smaug like spears bred a breed brand new

Who are you? cause I’m dastardly
Blowing bastard seeds into cavities
Hold no lands or titles, but I bring the tidal
Want your favorite rhymer to feel suicidal

When I pull up in the straight away, manipulating wordplay
Ferine phoenix switching gears out the ashtray
Astral project, grasp godhead concepts
Fax out the info via penning the process

Yeah, the new reign of terror
Yeah, the new architecture
Yeah, the new god given era
Come witness it in the winter or whenever

YDH, oh for heavens sake, I pick the lock, open the gate
Widen minds, in due time I leave mouths of the hungry hip hop heads agape
So I’m in some skulls for some brains to scrap so if you sleep on me then enjoy the nap
Cost sixty billion double dollars just to cop an ounce of daft

Con Crew x Kawaii Gang

If you enjoy this rhyming to noise combination then check out my soundcloud for more like it
If you find yourself interested in repping some gear from me consider copping a Kawaii Gang t-shirt ($16)
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Thanks for listening
See you next D.A.F.T Day! 

D.A.F.T Day aka Deed Accomplished For This Day #8
Hey tumblr gang, what’s good?
Another week and another new track dropping down on your dash
This week marks two months of D.A.F.T Day season and unfortunately the last
For those who keep up with me though worry not for I’m gonna take the next month to focus on material for the rest of the tape
Which will be available mid July at the latest.
Super psyched to wrap up another mixtape and then move on to whatever is next.
This weeks song is over Capital STEEZ’s “Vibe Ratings” ( Atmosphere’s “Vibrations”). For it I took time aside to listen to STEEZ’s discography, watch videos and read as much as I could about him more so than I had ever done previously. I would just like to note what a fucking gnarly ass artist he was and after spending time submerged in his world he created through music, it hurts knowing such a creative mind is no longer with us. I encourage you to search him up and listen to a few tracks. He was light years ahead of me and most artists. I promise you won’t disappointed.
So, that’s what I’ve been up to. What about you? What are you doing today? If nothing, that’s okay. In someway you are accomplishing something.
Enjoy the track and I’ll see you next month with the mixtape drop

6+7+20+14 = 47

YourDaftHero - FLuidity 

Ranged with prearranged requisites never executed
Daft acute to cuffing loot while leaving many manics muted
Rooted in that forest with that Horus hovering over us
Undeniably dying to dye the canvas with some guts and stuff

Lust and luck, nothing too it, if theres land I will rule it
Heretics daring to do dirt will surely rue it
Plan to plaster plain attacks, force you pitchforks to adapt
If you dont know your place by now, then I’ll doodle it on a map

Bomb timings on internet maskings
Sabotage, blast barrage, pink bandana force tasking
Yes, my student, better go get to asking
No passing this prophet for my prospects ever lasting

And passionate, stoners hit the blunt and pass the shit
I want every single thing the light the touches doubled then more of it
Pouring it, grails clink together when heir is honoring
Con Crew x Kawaii Gang forever squad slaughtering

Oh, whats my stance on existance?
I might just exist to be another rapping neusance
Or I might be manufactured methimphetimine
Feeding open minds around me cause cash rules everything

Drown in serotonin, my speech is never slurring
Sling a slew of shovels, verses get to zombie unearthing
Unnerving nerd nerfing any nemesis who speaks
The mouth from which I teach produces the produce Eve would eat

Means I’m in the garden and I’m destined to do evil
Messing with your sons and daughters cause their minds might be feeble
Through the eye of a needle and you can witness oblivion
Digging deep this trench leaving limbs from you obliterating

Bitter men know not my success comes in sessions
Fiend for more fortunes scheming with hackers and felons
Word weapon with the safe off, I’m firing off to save all
Not talking monatary profit then we not talking at all

Top the pedastal with a peace sign, rising above a piece whos ego’s a plundered penny but her looks a dime
Though whats that treasure to a traitor, not mine
Hooked and you still sunk cause I cut the fucking line

Thats all your shine, now revert to canal rooting
Dafts back with Cadillacs strapped to the teeth for armed boomin’
Arm pulling, Florida’s Tetsuo, didnt you know?
Exterminate versing vermins from here to Tokyo

Rolling thunder, leave my thoughts asunder
Dwell in the deep with the elite in Rapture, 8th wonder
No wondering, I gaurentee for turncloaks the gullitine
Drop necks, the end is nigh for those who cease to dream

Regime redeeming rap, few high end aristocrats
Wrists to snap, skulls to crack, its our throne we taking back
With no relapse, twin tower tracks
Kneel down, kiss the metal as the 1train comes to pass

Burning trash in french fashionable hazmats
On corners cutting concrete under those who try to outlast
Longer than denizens who lack supply and demands
So YDH is here with the purest of verbal contrabands

Current command countering, climbing tartarus towering
Power in pens writing down lines for nose powdering
God devouring, day to day devil encountering
Count those in bracket to hear this and get cowering

Not enough, emit diety on sight and touch
Chuch, right after I pray for this gutter lunch
Go and list me on the next one, “Who daft, think he the best one?”
Fucking right, every sinner sings it in confession

Fluidity flowing through my veins
Its strange to look back and see how far Ive came
But its Daft Day season, senseis should believe it
If you need a sign telling you to follow me then heres your season

Con Crew x Kawaii Gang

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All Jeagers
  • All Jeagers
  • YourDaftHero
  • XXII

All Jeagers - YourDaftHero


Crew of six triple digits drinking for the right fix
Pack of wolves posted to scratch you off the hit list
Mismanaged mischief caused from these misfits
Clenched fists steady swinging, 3hunna, never miss

Boasting bliss, gang of X arm bandits in bandage
The deeds are done and the proof’s in the brain damage
Dip quick before you lose your other eye Slick Rick
Vanquish vermin in the smoke, no rabbits or cheap tricks

Fluent in this easy speak, poetry easily 
Reached that God Tier in SBURB all too recently
Dr.Daft, therapist, go and grab a number 
Kill your favorite actor and post it up on tumblr

Can’t defeat this, a foe for the fiendish
Never roll green, Joe I’ll will show ya what mean is
Winchester, headshot, pile up the demons
Cruise in that Impala then impale those unredeeming

Linguistic skills set to simply lacerate 
Finger gun to my temple, pow! Langdon, Tate
Fuck in fear and faith, the sisters all foretold my fate
Excel at the highest rate via sonic like accelerated rate

Hey, mate, watch who you talking to
Cause who you confiding in might be who I’m talking through
Top notch slew of sinners might’ve coined a con two
Roll through on my Kudo, cased closed kid, super sleuth

Yeah, all jaegers over here
Intention is killer with my rendezvous maneuver gear
Tell your girl bail unless she’s cool with me whispering “I’m so fucked up” right into her ear

Sugoi squad snuffing many sinners
Rolling over pros and this kawaii kid’s no beginner
Brass monkey in a grail and crown top the dome
With baseball bats and skates, ya paranoid we by ya home?

Whiff and top the cancer off in the ashtray 
Skip to the point, no foreplays my forte
Daft the Killer, well known to what foes say
Though I fall further into death from this forty

But don’t I do it often but when I jump out the coffin
My skin wraps the spliff, I light it and get to coughing
And damn these Yeezys so steezy on my dead ass bony feet
Fly to death but came back cause I’m nowhere near obsolete

Lamb Of
  • Lamb Of
  • YourDaftHero


Lamb Of - YourDaftHero

Yes Lord, crimson splatter on my double edged sword
Swing swift, head lift, I’m resting where the mothers mourn
Who do you adore? Why you asking for more?
I can show you the way but I can not open every the door

Spliff spitting, head splitting, Dahlia Llama sitting
Felon with a rabid habit, do or die as chances have it
That trigger spark quick, cig flick automatic
Slow burning, kiss yearning, echelon aristocratic

Fist busted bloody mural, hurl punches pillage shit
Pummel broken knuckles to make sandwiches for all the kids
All for kicks, converse with chuck, busted lips
Do what must done and never let these lessons be omit

The points punctual, I hustle where these punks go
Graffiti sig signed on the dotted line if you must know
A sold soul, two dollars and some chump change
Chances are you only stutter when you wish to say my name

In nomine God, an overdose of novacaine
Never the same since I went and overthrew the terror’s reign
More and more immoral as I become more immortal
But when I pass lay me to rest with the crown atop the floral

Not even an epilogue to prove how far this stories come
You can tell from the few behind me how far I’ve really run
Reverend rubbing palms, reading psalms with some hymns to hum
Never give in to sin? nah, fuck it give me some

Weaving words to read these stories hope I make your lips numb
Numbered days and hours, when you find me come and hear some
Put to rest these wicked wishes I’ve always been harboring
From all those devils you dealt with before I am the farthest thing

Summer Kisses
  • Summer Kisses
  • YourDaftHero
  • Diablo

Another track from my upcoming mixtape
You can find the previous song here
Give a listen and let me know what you think

YourDaftHero - Summer Kisses (Prod. by Canis Major)

[Verse 1]
I write like Virgil and venture like Dante.
Find me walking through these circles any given Sunday
Setting fire to the house and your party
Partly cause I like to burn the feathers off harpies

Terror’s heir and rap’s Robesppiere
I was born from the hollow but raised in dragon’s lairs
Thought provoking paragon, daft loyal legionnaire
On cut throat corners looking for a maiden fair

Rad and rare, hidden young phenom
Venin in my system, I spit sick venom
Heavy sessions simulating God given freedom
I’m alchemizing gold from coal, now here on

Full metal martyr murking rivals on arrival
Extinquish all pheonixs, cease the revival
A reminder of ink and pens clashing
Feelings fleeting off this meduim like morphine

Summer heat a blazing, all apes are bathing
Ingediants we need to start are here interlacing
Lately, I fall asleep feeling hazy
Just sancitfy me when I wake feeling saintly

Appreciate it greatly, with some tea and pastries 
Right before dinner I pray to BasedGod, mainly
Summer kisses kicking, intoxication itching
Bringing down you low class acts from the beginning

[Verse 2]
This is the moment, to hone this, I own it
Now revoke those past rats who gnaw at your concious
Those foxes so novice, they sip from my goblet
Bend backs and break noses, no sweat, I got it

Save the queen and send the wolves for the king
Keep the crown safe under your raven wing
Wash away the sins of all the orphaned kids
And safely send them home just before the end begins

Quench my thirst with a “drink me” brew
Who knew a part of me was a Kudo slueth
True old age crew, con the youth if we choose
Cruise past enemies bumping those bebop blues

With a league of loyalists
Full of brass knuckle fists
Fox and hound friendship
Foster feelings, fuck this

Never the cool kid
Now crashing cars, spilling spit
Hottest in the devil’s pit
Coolin’ as the sweat drips

Symphonic melodies playing until the death of me
Righting wrongs like ashes gracing streets with martyr deeds.
Dreams reshuffling and mad hatters mumbling
While in this cathedral the earth around me is crumbling.

I croon a song, numb my mind and my mental
Feed on the free substance provided continental
Constantly cruising with the con comradery
While I’m laughing at you losers posting lyrical mockery

Summer heats a blazing, all apes are bathing
Ingredients we need to start are here interlacing
Lately, I fall asleep feeling hazy
Just sanctify me when I wake feeling saintly

Appreciate it greatly, with some tea and pastries 
Right before dinner I pray to BasedGod, mainly
Summer kisses kicking, intoxication itching
Bringing down you low class acts from the beginning

here’s a track from XXII with the lyrics as requested by eredar!

YourDaftHero - Young Messiah (prod. by October Samuel)

And of the kings and queens
Cometh forth from my dreams
Seems I’m destined to be questioned on every one of my deeds
My anxiety is the only thing stopping me
Mangled rings on dirty fingers, never let this street rat free
It’s not essential, though I love to stare at the sun
Soon maybe the blinding light will be the only good I’ve done
Second, never one, I’m on a steady pace
On this path, riddled with lies it’s truly laced

[Verse 1]
Zone out young messiah, cradle hands to build a fire
Headache from hardly sleeping and hands shake from being tired
Process your abilities, no need to be rewired
Need a lift that’s heavenly if I’m to ascend any higher

That daft mother fucker penning blueprints bought with two cents
Who this? I’m that kid hanging off the highest iron fence.
Caught between shifting from these memories to reminisce 
Like two years ago look at myself like, “who the fuck is this?”

Can’t feel my face with that white rabbit to chase
Damn Alice you killer so proper to catch a case
I want your weak legs on my lips for the weekend 
I’m feeling if you allow me I don’t have to die while kneeling

Just being modest on mind is a goddess 
What I repeat here is scripture and truly close to what God is
As I’m cruising through Twin Peaks with 88 on the dial
No needs for roads where we’re going only this feeling is vital


[Verse 2]
Today, I am, falling ever faster
When the weather wields snow it drowns us together
Tethered with these winding roads always headed for martyrs
What matters is I get away from these sirens for starters

But ruling them with treachery and heresy’s a part of me
My every move here is just pretermined legacy 
Called to lecture kings, but harmonies I bring
When the lords and ladies of the court each have a dirge to sing

Their nightmares the naughtiest rotting the foundation
Find me dusting off archives in the church’s basement
Haste with the tongue slips set to the melodies 
Merrily marching forth, hands together whispering heavenly

Passages, prim pages written in prestige ink 
Think about the sins I do daily, but rarely ever think twice
Head stuck in clouds, feet falling through the thin ice
Mince meat to the maniacs but I’m armed to fist fight cause



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