that is the most insane beat ive ever heard in my life

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legit thought i had clicked on a jerma vid by accident

art by @issbrokie
lyrics:
run 
till i cannot feel my fucking feet 
I walked into his crib I got some metal that he gotta meet
run 
run cuz i ain’t got a lot to need
I’m taking all that shit and more  because it’s kept away from me
run 
cuz I want ur life I’m more than greed 
I’m that evil presence in ur chest that u all pray to leave
run 
I’m a product I’m a horror scene 
perfect puzzle piece to fucking fit inside the war machine 

new chop gotta new job 
for a different grade 
bullets everywhere I keep my head down so I don’t get grazed 
I just used my last mag saw my homie catch one in the face 
maintaining composure pray to god I won’t end up that way 
I just wanted finer things and comfort now I’m here today 
scared I’ll never see em when above my head I see grenades
turn around and look at my environment in disarray 
find another chop look at the enemy I make em fucking
run

RUN (BUCKX2)

ART BY @NUUMA

lyrics:
smoke one, maybe two
new face, navy blue
burn rubber, rendezvous
lemonade, malibu

all i do is talk shit
wrist work, staring at the circle make em nauseous
take a hit first, tip tip toe when i walk in
you gon get merk'd, this is not a lane that you belong in

"Jen you always dressed to death" 
i just got back from the store
i just let that shotty blow
in and out we gotta go
everybody got something to say hoe lets verify
pulling up location where he stay hoe lets terrorize
you aint never put me on cuz i did it by myself
stay with sticks like a baton but we dont keep em on a shelf nah
dont give a fuck bout what they on, imma always tellem hell nah

smoke one, maybe two
new face, navy blue
burn rubber, rendezvous
lemonade, malibu

bitch im acting selfish
white deagle like elvis
i keep it on my waist for you to kill yourself with
my own fucked up farewell gift
head first im finna dive
you aint that way in person
dont try to minimize

stainless steel cold, warmed up by the muzzle
bitch i keep a piece i aint talking bout a puzzle 
real shit i aint pulling up unless a blunt rolled
2 clips, AA12's turn your shit to rubble
turn your shit to rubble
fuck an undercover
on another planet, i just took an upper
woke up feeling manic, posted with my brothers
grab it i inhale it, finna get another

smoke one, maybe two
new face, navy blue
burn rubber, rendezvous
lemonade, malibu

NEW FACE (BUCKX2)

(lyrics:)

they get hotter 
the more i trash em
they climate changed
they homies fuck wit me
they ain’t hittin yo line the same
makes em ponder
they thinkin back on the finer days
of when they fucked wit me
now they feelin some typa way
they got no reputation 
make em feel the hesitation 
i’ll get to em down the road jus like a destination 
you ain’t gon blow up witcho head inflated
thas why yo shawdy legs separated 
like shit during segregation 
i’m in her box like i’m her registration 
a lil payment n she’ll prolly gimme brain 
like i lack education 
30 days in, shawdy doing spins for entertainment 
money spreadded all across the nation 
on a daily basis
i concur all my aspirations 
y’all rappers lane switch
yo swagger, i’m the incarnation
y’all bitin of me
matter fact you salivatin
cryin to yo bitch i hit 
you ain’t as good at animation
no affirmations 
it’s factual when cats is hatin
no acclimation
uncomfortable with raps n cadence
in fact you basic 
you rappin like an imitation 
my image stainless
my feature price an amputation
i’ve allocated payment
while y’all coppin allegations 
i’m assasinatin tracks
yo lyrics need some annotations
method payin out the ass
you’d think i’m tax evadin 
yeah they was hatin
now they screamin out congratulations 
i’m captivating
money talker my appellation 
they talkin crazy but
all i’m hearing is admiration 
it’s validation 
yo bitch turned on like an activation
she gag on sack til she on her ass n her back is breakin 
i’m cashin payment
catchin stays but i’m glad they fakin
i needed spice in my life 
i barely react to statements
past the basis of “brokie trash” i just laugh n take it
i ain’t even agitated

AGITATED! (prod. stoic)

Cacity - Just Cause

lyrics:

(verse 1:)
i’mma stunt until i die
y’all rappers stay behind
thicc pockets, thiccer thighs
issbrokie blow they mind
i.. do it all the time
it aint no surprise 
wallet got a different size
these rapper cats just fantasize
i get the motherfuckin pack
den i flip it hoe
i been in a different mode
dat mask on me like ipkiss hoe
i dont know what time it is
that doesnt make a difference tho
if u disrespect my pimpin
drop a song n fix ya hoe
i was bumpin tommy write
andre nickatina too
mac dre bumpin in the whip
kraeshawn on the speakers foo
i aint never bump E-40
homies thought i wasnt cool
til i went n got that 40
they still talk bout me in schools

(hook:)
throw the 40 in the trunk
exotic skunk
product stunk
keep dat grabba in my blunt
light it puff
light it puff

(verse 2:h
get dat 
check from
music every month
they like “brokie whats yo cut”
i tell em i might buy a bus
they don’t believe me but i got nothin to prove
shouldn’t care if that shit true cuz ooò ok iií
i aint sharin shit wit u
on the set
thats on karmamob lil bitch we neva lose
so much smoke inside the booth lil bitch look like world war 2
i dont give a fuck who u
come step to me n lose
scratch the numbers off the tool
n now i’m boutta act a fool

(hook:)
throw the 40 in the trunk
exotic skunk
product stunk
keep dat grabba in my blunt
light it puff
light it puff

PUFF! (prod. sadsouljah)

Music Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BL4lYctOB3E

Additional production by landyn

Meat Grinder w/ Issbrokie (prod calder)

(lyrics:)

no whore u cant get a follow
fuck if u a model 
if u wanna u could suck n swallow
water on the collar and the cap 
like i’m a water bottle
bitch i eat 
on every beat i see 
like my name avacado
chillin wit my vatos
lotta gualla 
pockets on diablo
got a lot of follows 
from my city down to colarodo 
choppa on el choppo
golden gates my city el’ dorato
make yo shawdy waddle
gave her cock until she on to gobble
he in a debacle
choppa modded i aint boutta squabble
aim bot every flow i hit is sick you’d think a shawdy toggle
lmg is on bionical 
i aint no role model
speedin in the whip like sonic do
because i dont doddle
brodie mad i dont respect the gang
when i just dont gotta
gotta long choppa
cook ya head up like a tostada
shawdy wobble ass up in my face
n i just wont stop her
way that i be ballin bitch
i’m lookin like a globetrotter
i’m a whole monster
smoke dope wit the rolled grabba
got a whole lotta
gualla more than brokie own father
0 up to 60 in a second 
shit got no throttle
you ass dont got no job 
you aint wearin no prada
told ya hoe “nada”
cuz she wanna make my home ours
she was givin dome dome dome
prolly 4 hours
hit it, no condom
took it raw cuz i’m the goat prolly
i dont deal with yo problems 
i be offa no molly
xotic got me jolly than a bitch
the north pole want me
take ya bro and ya bros hoe cuz they both bodies
diamonds soap watery
the lottery my whole wallet
g i’m floatin on these beats
you’d think i’m offa coke prolly

NO WHORE! (prod. 2ico) (soundcloud exclusive)

WE NOT THE SAME! (prod. marow az) (soundcloud exclusive)

made this song with my up and coming rapper friends

1000 GRAMS OF SALAMI FT LIL DARKIE + BRUHMANEGOD [prod gort]

WE BACK AT IT >:D

SOCIALS:
Instagram - www.instagram.com/ssjdaki/
TikTok - www.tiktok.com/@ssjdaki
Twitter - twitter.com/dakialmighty

LISTEN TO THE SONG ON ALL PLATFORMS:
Spotify - https://open.spotify.com/track/4Xfo3iriJxvbtnfZ9HT4yT?si=844c52a87def496d
Apple Music - https://music.apple.com/us/album/1-0-single/1764720126

LYRICS:
I could tell em how I do, they wouldn’t get it
Got too many on my dick, there ain’t no tellin
Loser niggas, they be talkin up on Reddit
Gave a fuck about a hater, oh forget it

Yea im up, think its 1-0
Trynna put my day ones, in the front row
Two steppin with the fans for the one show
And im gettin to the bands all in one go

And im know to do the most, when im rolling through your city with the top gone
Still a scholar gettin money like a moron
Snored on yo song, all you flows are feelin store bought
Gold blade on me, bitch I feel like morgott lil nigga

Got a problem, don’t go say it on a phone nigga
They be watchin all my moves, I had to show nigga
All this hatin, im so sick of all these old nigga
So this song goes out to all the real niggas

To the ones who be proud bout how they get
To the ones who gon die bout they respect
Don’t be loud homie, please don’t interject
Hate yourself nigga, no don’t go project

Ain’t had enough, I couldn’t settle up
Bitch im aiming for the top, know I had to go and level up

Im gettin motion aye, watch me do my dance
Do what I want, got the world up in my hands 
I may fly from sacramento to japan
Feel like jojo, when im walking in they stand

And if you with me baby i think you a 10
I give you all my cards, please don’t play pretend
Niggas trynna steal my sound, they want the stems
I’ll leave em flowers on yo grave for when you dead

When im up they stay in bed
Pray for money, but they choose to hate instead
Get the trophy back to back, we win again
Ridin in the city, angels in the benz 

In the stars, man im gettin gold
You coulda got like this, but you went n sold
Yea n all my niggas ball off the pick n roll
Imma keep on spittin flows till im in the floor

Aahh I feel great today
Laughing to the bank, think I got some more pape to make
Niggas talkin brave, but they wouldn’t come face to face
For your own sake, nigga pls don’t, ahh

I could tell em how I do, they wouldn’t get it
Got too many on my dick, there ain’t no tellin
Loser niggas, they be talkin up on Reddit
Gave a fuck about a hater, oh forget it

Meat Grinder w/ Issbrokie (prod calder)

CALDER (@00calder)

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