CATCH YOU RUNNIN ft. @CAMSINNER

Art by young nauseous 

I JUST SIT BACK MAKE MY BANK
PUT MY SOUL RIGHT ON THE PAGE
MUTHA FUCKA GOT A PROBLEM WITH ME FIST FIGHT JOHNNY CAGE
I DONT WANNA TALK TO YOU YOURE GONNA FILL ME UP WITH RAGE
I WAS THINKING BACK TO ALL THE DAYS WHERE I WAS IN THE CAGE

STRESS INSIDE MY CHEST I NEED TO SMOKE A HUNDRED BLUNTS
AYE
I DONT GIVE A FUCK WHAT YOU BE SAYING YOU NOT US
AYE
I DONT WANNA HEAR A WORD FROM YOU SO LISTEN UP
AYE
IMMA ZOMBIE IN THE PIT I DO NOT GIVE A FUCK 
AYE

HAMMER IN MY HAND IM WALK-IN THROUGH A LONELY ALLEY
SOMETHING MESSING UP MY SPINE SHOUT OUT MY HOMIE BDDLY
IMMA KEEP ON FIGHTING I AINT GONNA GO OUT SADLY
SMOKIN ON THAT MARY JANE I GOT IT STRAIGHT FROM CALI

KALI MA
YOU CAN HEAR ME WHEN IM SCREAMING HUH
I DONT HEAR A THING IM IN A VOID WITH FUCKIN DEMONS UH
PAIN INSIDE MY PAINTINGS YOU CAN SEE ME FUCKIN BLEEDIN UH
FEEL LIKE KURT COBAIN I USED TO WANNA GO OUT BLEEDIN HUH

WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME
SCREAMING LYRIK REST IN PEACE
NOW I FINALLY HAVE SOME PEACE
I WAS IN A FEVER DREAM
X IS ON MY MOUTH I SEE IT
IN THE PIT IM FUCKIN SCREAMIN
DONT WANT THAT BITCH SHE DELETED
YOU KNOW THAT I FUCKIN MEAN IT
AYE

GASOLINE INSIDE MY BLUNT IM SMOKIN SUICIDE
EVERYTIME I HIT THE MIC I FEEL ITS DO OR DIE
X2

I JUST SIT BACK MAKE MY BANK
PUT MY SOUL RIGHT ON THE PAGE
MUTHA FUCKA GOT A PROBLEM WITH ME FIST FIGHT JOHNNY CAGE
I DONT WANNA TALK TO YOU YOURE GONNA FILL ME UP WITH RAGE
I WAS THINKING BACK TO ALL THE DAYS WHERE I WAS IN THE CAGE

STRESS INSIDE MY CHEST I NEED TO SMOKE A HUNDRED BLUNTS
AYE
I DONT GIVE A FUCK WHAT YOU BE SAYING YOU NOT US
AYE
I DONT WANNA HEAR A WORD FROM YOU SO LISTEN UP
AYE
IMMA ZOMBIE IN THE PIT I DO NOT GIVE A FUCK 
AYE

RECORDED THIS WITH A BROKEN MIC SORRY ABOUT THE QUALITY

Art by young nauseous 

HAPPY HALLOWEEN

I don't get as many opportunities to record so I'll do it whenever I get the chance

RIBCAGE

RIBCAGE (PROD. BRONK)

WHO? ME? (prod. JUNKTOWN)

You ain't literally locked in
All these pussy rappers tryna gossip
You runnin 'round you thinking that you hot shit
'Til all your homies hearing that you got hit

You mad because I'm telling the truth
If you really got a problem come and step in the booth
The only problem is you won't because you know that you lose
Cuz I been killing pussy rappers like there's nothing to do

Like, motherfucker I'm the reason why they bumpin your tunes
I'm the reason you allowed to take a step in the room
You only thinking that you hot because your marketing cool
Not knowing that you really cringe and actually look like a tool

But I'm a different breed of animal, belong in the zoo
That's how I know you smoking crack
You think I'm copying you
So fuck you and you
You probably poppin them blues
I'm fucking on your discord kitten busting on zoom

Like you ain't even gotta say it
No debating who the greatest
Rappers really think they stepping til I rape em in the anus
Pussy I don't need a hook
If you listen what I'm saying
Maybe then you'll comprehend the reincarnation of Satan

Muhfucka I'm a beast
Muhfucka let it go
I'm exactly what you think, a muhfuckin asshole
Like muhfucka what?
(Yeah)
Muhfucka who?
This is coming off the top boy you in for bad news

Boy I'm sippin on tequila
I been swiping on my visa
I just might just fuck around and go and cop me a Casita
Boy I wouldn't wanna be ya
Couldn't fuck with my demeanor
I'm moving like an angry pack of spider wolf cheetahs

Go ahead and point em out because I really wanna see
Any rapper in the scene that really fuckin with me
Because I guarantee that you ain't got the ability
To step inside the booth and really compete with me, bitch

But do you really got it like that?
I'm just tryna meet you where the mic at
Your lies don't carry weight little dyke ass
All your verses built like gastric bypass

(Yeah)

I don't really fuck around dude
Lines like spinning saw blades flying at you
Damn, how he keep on going? How he do it?
Probably cuz I'm not an idiot under the influence

You a pussy ass bitch I ain't fuckin around
You ain't going world wide with your molecular sound
We going round for round
We going pound for pound
And boy I promise that my ass ain't ever finna hit the ground

That was the simplest bar that I ever said in my life
But I guess I gotta dumb it down for all these other little guys
Maybe then they'll understand
Lemme slow it down for you
Your mother stupid as fuck because she didn't abort you

*Beep*

Ayo Tone bro, calm the fuck down bro
Like, bro, we get it we fucking get it bro
You got bars
Man, you always spittin
How much you gotta prove you can rap bro? We get it
Like just make a fuckin song with a hook bro
Make some catchy shit for the club, you know what I mean?
Like, just do some normal shit bro
Why you always gotta be so mad?

Man, fuck your hook
Fuck you and everybody
And fuck my 5th grade teacher Mrs, Gilacuddy
Boy these rappers in my hands smush em like they silly putty
I never leave the booth unless my shirt is smothered bloody

Boy this is what I do, I was born into it
I ain't have to grow up and latch on to the movement
When I step up in the show and I see these local rappers all I really do is cringe and run and puke in the crapper

CASiTA

83HADES - XMAS OPEN #3

I was born on the same day as Whitney Houston. LEV SOON.

Word To Whitney (Reincarnated Remix)

Damage (prod. ManRusKiLo)

cyn x yac - scorn ex

SPAZZ w/ vnubix

fuck nigga better watch his damn mouth, talking that shit get you killed in yo house.
Think we joking til my shooters in route, we merked all his homies so much I lost count.
Think you tough under that god damn account, I see you in person you catching this fade.
I left the scene bloody, he ain’t gimme my money, now he is one with the blade.
I’m a quiet nigga if you don’t test me cause shit can get dangerous pronto.
AK in the passenger had it in semi, now it’s auto
if you cappin you get wiped like a napkin and that’s a fact lil pussy boy you ain’t shit
last nigga tryna come at me wrong i put him on the news they found him in a ditch.
Im not stopping til the gang see blue hunnids, uh ain’t talking bout lilo and stitch.
In my comments beneath alla my pics you keep throwing them L’s then I’m throwing this glick.
uh, fuck I’ve had enough of these fake ass niggas switching up how these bitches do.
And while you pulling up to fight i got foe nem beside and they finna fuckin shoot
aye, yo pockets I’m running those, I would rather get paper than mess with these fuckin hoes.
we sending shots to yo dome, when that clip at his face he stand still like Rosetta stone
could give a fuck who you with, if you pressing my bro’s it’s for sure that you getting split.
Leave the corpse on a crucifix, the civilians all screaming that kashi’s a lunatic
finna wet yo whole block up, shooting hallow tips from out the tommy, cause that’s where my opps be.
And these niggas can’t stop how all you pussies in one posse thinking that you safe, i never ran from a gun why the fuck would I run from the jakes.
I can see through the fake, clearly  you’ve made a mistake, i did not come to fucking play 
aye, nigga better watch his mouth, rvman kill him in his house (x2)
aye, bet not come into my city, 314 boy you should know what we bout
aye, nigga better watch his mouth, rvman kill him in his house

83HADES - XMAS OPEN #3

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