rest in peace, 333
GCSY from being a groomer

COLD WAVE (OFF TOP RMX)

more tracks soon
shouts out ntro and omayeh

(akuma)
catch me posted, at my local bodega eatin the best shit
new jersey in this bitch, you fuck around, you might just get hit
pop a pistol like a junkie wit acid, im gettin desperate
i catch you lackin wit no mothafuckin med kit
in this world, the famous want to mold you
you think you fuckin tough, and just because you got a gold tooth
i spit this shit, so you can't say nobody told you
"i want the deep end akuma, i miss the old you"
well he's back, in fact, hes rippin the track 
and know i get a boy whacked, hoe im rushin attacks 
like clickity clack, sip yak, while im smokin ya pack
you keep on talkin allat smack, you better pray you don't lack
arrivin at ya block, and bet im runnin wit the AK
double threat, UMA, i send yo bitch to vay cay
take it to ya crib, i find you hidin and i spray spray
if i ask ya hoe for top, already know that she won't nay say

do the words i speak even fuckin make sense?
why we workin every hour, just to make cents
and how y'all even make a life, cuz fuck latex
the never ending questions, always make my fuckin brain tense
battle royale, you got one chance, but this ain't apex
fightin issues, but you jumpin on the same fence
smoke a blunt, forget ya problems, try to take steps
and take bets if life is real, or is it fake? check

(ntrovurt)
fuck it, listen
keep in mind, when we fuck
she hesitate to do it,
and then she ask me
how i fuck so fluid
yes there's no say so
cuz pesos included
and i gotta get the guap
to make my dreams lucid
i go, yea they get it, that's on folks (that's on my soul!)
you betta recognize homie,
im bout to blow, like a
pakistani wit a backpack
everybody want us to relax, relax
you is not the first ***** 
you far from the last
so what constitutes you to get a pass?
i know, most the times i'm relaxin
i stay on both sides, like michael jackson

(salem)
pounce the beat with aggression,
and i study every bar, until i feel like a freshman
you spit bout fuckin bitches, but can't stand your reflection
fake emcees show the art of deception
i hope this song is affectin
any opp or fuckin dweeb that comes into my direction
y'all will never make me mad or even feed my depression
only thing you'll prolly feed is your unhealthy obsession
then i, pause the beat for a second
have a moment of silence, for all the oppies in heaven
or even ones that alive, ill meet y'all, back wit a weapon
and im gon fuckin survive, regardless ill be a legend (x2)

SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST FT. NTROVURT (PROD. LUKE G)

@craigscissorhands
doopy did it!
shouts out gorillaz
third world riot incoming

HYSTERIA INC. FT. CRAIG SCISSORHANDS (PROD. SALEM)

sampled from "salem's secret" by peter gundry and "chop suey" by system of a down
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art by @clyptic
i put a lot of work into this shit
i hope u enjoy

DEEP END 2 (PROD. SALEM)

you be worried bout a bitch, the way her ass shaped
you should be worried, as to why she say her back ache
boy i make you eat this bullet, leave a bad taste
put your nose up in my shit. i leave you half baked
merk, put a mothafucka in the dirt, 
on my momma, any pussy boy can come and catch the work
hurt, push a muhfucka in a hearse
if he talkin, and he leavin hella blood up on my shirt
im tryna live, tryna get up on my wealth
lil boys sneak dissin, better worry bout yaself
i don't give two shits, bout ya life or ya health
lets get down lil boy, imma send ya ass to hell
these bullets aint cheap, so ion shoot for free
and if he aint payin money, take his shoes and leave
when the plug pull up, i choose the trees
bitch im on some shit, get used to me

molly, ayy
i got molly, i got molly, ayy
i got molly, i got molly, yeah
i got molly, i got molly
i got molly, white girl
call it dolly white
dolly white
molly white girl, call it dolly white
dolly white
i got molly, call it dolly white
dolly white

i got molly (xxx rmx)

im rollin blocks, like raw papers and blunt wraps
i gave ya homie a jaw breaker, his luck passed
i must ask, have you been stuck up, or had to duck gats
since rug rats, been fucked up, and paid the plus tax
this shit unbearable, bro yo music is terrible
if i hear that shit again, ill make ya face become wearable
we are uncomparable, to the game, bitch im marital
you ain't no competition, bitch these verses are parables
it get lonely when you movin, and they plateuin
and the flow they used, is corny, and its mad stolen
i thought it'd be alright, if i just kept the cash flowin
protect yourself, or you gon end up wit ya ass showin
astral projectin, came back for a second
and realized my life was much better in heaven
this is a lesson, about hate, love, and oppression
none of this shit matter, if the casket's where you steppin
cast a sigil, its intention to prey upon your demise
i despise, any fucka, who look at me in the eyes
tellin lies, actin like they ain't wishin, akuma dies
while he cries, sittin, bitchin, and shootin up at the sky
i, pray these kids continue loving life
and i also pray that they don't meet up with a cutting knife
you won't win the fuckin race if you ain't runnin right
and you'll get passed up every option, if the sun is bright
so whats yo motive, why you waitin, why you holdin back
start yo dream, and don't be chasin trophies or a golden plaque
time is passin, so don't get closed up in a culdesac
acknowledge it or not, that is truly just the repulsive fact
momma asked if i'm scared of dying,
the more i think about it, inside i be hiding
maybe that's because, im pussy, and can't be compliant
but i'm just lookin for an answer, while im near rhyming
used to spend my time alone, sittin in the mirror crying
i couldn't stop the pain, and so i kept tears slidin
now i, smoke a bowl, and play the music, get my gears grindin
death ain't comin long as doubt's filled, and fear's hidin

invision (steelo rmx)

leatherface, bitch i slaughter the beat
we was doin just fine, til he brought up the streets
tried to be a fuckin thug, ain't even taller then me
i end yo life like a task, hoe, ctrl alt delete
like kidx, on ig, don't text hoes
hide the tec, grip the neck, and cutthroat
climb the net, cock it back, gun echoes
find who's next, and leave em money for the headstone
bitch im posted with x, we spillin bodies and clips
we catch a homi and dip, we sellin molly and scrips
you want a sniff of this shit? we sold ya mommy a zip
i load the tommy and grip, you bitches copy and pick
walk up in my section, bring a pencil, and a clipboard
you ain't ballin out fr, unless you bring ya shit in this court
and you talkin hella shit, but yet you know you got a shit score
these wylin muhfuckas, piss and shit and live on discord

@soskidx
if they told me that i'm gifted,
then this shit is really true isn't it
is it fibs, what if they ripped the truth
into bits, i was a kid and shit was simple
i had different views, then the kids
always clueless to them, 
but the truth is, i was listenin
always knew of bigger shit
incomin' , its beginnin'
the end of the beginnin' means
beginnin' of the end and,
if you isn't with the gang,
i really doubt you'll end up livin'
my soul surely, be saved, 
and these lames finna mimic
i cannot complain, i cannot
i don't even know how many people
hate, i feel safe, with this drake, 
call up josh, and my other bro
today we gon mosh
we gon blaze up the spot
talk down, we may shoot yo mom
aye, im just playin, no im not
im insane, we not on the same wavelength
my brain speaks the language of god

chainsaw w/ kidx (prod. luke g)

a shitty fuckin life, don't got nobody else to lean on
i was just a kid, and they still just sent police on
black raches, wit the independent tee on
and the custom jeans, i came to flex on all you peons
demented mind, bendin bitches, like a dented sign
my mental fine, but i struggle with a friend to find
spend my time, tryna write through the indented lines
to skip the line, and spread cancer, like i'm benzidine
i know you pissed, and i get that too
im more confusing, kinda fucky, then some sex taboos
and i'm spinnin blades, you better step back too
i treat ya homie, like a pussy, he a temp tattoo
apply with pressure, my words are corny, kinda clever
but you don't even care, to ask if i been feelin better
im still fresher then the air, and a jacket made of leather
know you love my execution, imma pull up on this lever
more shock-value, then ten bundy
runnin from 12, pack up, with my best buddy
we was just existing, wasn't out to make a difference
but these piggies kept, persistin, bitchin, twistin up the vision
post apocalyptic maniac, i run and snatch ya chain up
rappin since a youngin, momma told me fuck the game up
i was beatin up the bullies, better patch his fuckin face up
he never looked the same, told the fucker get some make up
im collectin all the diamonds, to sell em and build a island
me, my little world, and some weed, enjoy silence
don't worry bout ya 9-5, or the early mornin siren
nothin gonna bother you, to even stretch ya eye lids
me and brothers strapped up, like some tyrants
flow up on this beat, like akuma been invited
i bet these rappers really gettin fuckin frightened,
like they boosie, gettin told off by tyson
i can put the earth upon the palm of my hand
start up a couple fights, and drop some bombs on the gram
i hope that he get tough, cuz he'll get caught in a slam
and i could really fuckin sneak him, while he's calmin his man
damn, i really fucked up this time
catch me in the alley, drinkin cola wit rich wine
i switch rhymes, but bitch i keep up the same flow
i throw around the cash, and earn it up like a game show
she was bouncin on the dick, made her legs begin to shake and lean
no we can not make up, shordy this is not no maybelline
im tryna get the weight up, started poundin only steak and beans
so if they tryna run up, i can cock up and then i make em scream
i smoke the pack and then grind it right out the ziplock
i lived thru the streets, ya life was made of hip hop
and bae was built offa dickin, and watchin tik-tok
how many mortgage payments for that shiny little wrist watch
and don't you get this shit twisted, like it's some dreadlocks
i wish just one of y'all walk up, bitch you could get got
bitch i'll get thru this game, and straight up the tip top
and ill bag up ya wifey just for some quick top 
call cthulu, and sink the city like rapture
and you a fool if you thought these bitches was rappers
i smoke the nibxl, ya energy has been captured
better cry to god, cuz im endin right on ya chapter
i took ya bitch, she made me dinner, and got oriented
had the bitch rub my feet, yea the whore she splendid
one shot from this pistol, and ya story's ended
bitch i slice him from the neck, like im cory kenshin

living contradiction (prod. introvert)

hollup let me turn the mic on
lemme grab the blunt, and fuckin load the python
an icon living, lemme put my stripes on
fightin for a living, paint ya body like krylon
and by dawn, ya body fuckin lesser, then thy god
never let a opp bygones be bygones,
keep eyes on, pull the fuckin trigger,
he dies on, another fuckin dummy
tryna sneak with the lights on
smokin the gas, bitch im smokin the diesel
bitch i'm the shit i ain't talkin bout fecal
double-tap bodies, like resident evil
medieval, fuckin yo bitch under steeple
lethal injection, i brought me a weapon
im pointing my blade, right up into yo section
in yo direction, im makin connection
right into yo chest, like im doin dissection
corny ass flow, but i do it so proudly,
horny ass hoe, but i do her so loudly
im up in yo outy, i crash then im outy
pulled up on yo hoe, i told her say howdy
smashin this bitch, now im passin this bitch
this how it sounds, when im rappin for kicks
you pussy boys, walk around, actin and shit
i got some weed stuck up into my keyboard,
flippin the pack, bitch im tryna go resource
i take ya life, and again when u reborn
and i'll come back, if i find out you need more
take a chance, try to see what i reach for
all for yo wifey to turn out a cheap whore
if she ain't easy, then what she on her knees for
why she be fuckin, and yellin for please more
told her top me nicely, suck a dick politely
bet she goin home, if she ain't exciting
bitch i hold ya psyche, keep grippin tightly
keep the finger itchin, while i aim precisely
bitch i brought back the lick flow
we was poppin them shots, made em dance like a disco
bitch we lightin yo kinfolk
stomp out a boy in my muhfuckin rick o's
hold up, my soldiers marchin in this bitch
so much mary jane, im catchin arson in this bitch
you is just a rookie, im the seargeant in this bitch
catch me with my dogs, bet we barkin in this bitch

cutthroat (prod. skotskr)

bloodshed (prod. luke g) *old*

in the middle, of enjoying, purely hating life
i love my wifey, but these snakes are always takin bites
fuck me over once, you only get another chance
do ya dance, just mark my words, cuz mothafucka i aint waiting twice
been fucked over so many times, can't even break the ice
making friends, is more random then fuckin shakin dice
and when i start to get lucky, i end up chasing mice
then i catch up the fucker, he try to raise the price
hock spit, mucus travels thru my lungs
and my heart is beatin hardly, to the rhythm of the drums
always caught the bitter taste, my words, they riddle thru the tongue
while i deliver it so harshly, like the bangin of a gun
the ice is melting in my veins, im gettin pissed off
no kristoff, ill beat these mothafuckas til they get soft
get picked off, harder then a fan that tries to rip off
i flip off, any fuckin bozo, bitch im sick, i got a big cough

so if you got a problem raise ya mothafuckin hand
i no longer give a shit, about ya problems, or ya plans
i just want a fuckin homie, who can take a fuckin stand
not no pussy, who be watchin, as i'm ate up by the sand 
if you got a problem raise ya mothafuckin hand
cuz i no longer give a shit, about ya problems, or ya plans
i just want a fuckin homie, who will take a fuckin stand
i don’t want a fuckin pussy, who will watch me eat the sand

WISH (prod. luke g)

there's thirty up in this clip, 
im bangin it out, i pray on mans downfall
curvin' these bitches, too much, i can't count all
preach to the feds, leave yo head at the town hall
i caught his ass on the block,
wit a chop, don't stop cuz bitch i'm an outlaw
get all my brothers, we call it a hound call
we catch a body, and hide it without flaw
i started out in the trenches, 
just looked to the future, and made me an option
cops pullin up on the side, and they poppin
run for the spot, see the car, and i hop in
you alrey know how im rockin,
better be duckin, when i get to moppin
gang call me, and i ask who we droppin
i put him down, hung him like a stockin
lately just chasin the bag, and tryna move up on the green, and not sellin beans
lately ya bitch is a hag, and always tryn fuck wit the team, bitch what do you mean
brodie ya homie a fag, he always be thinkin he queen, got feminine genes
catch me out, loadin this mag, get popped in yo muhfuckin spleen, you restin in peace
catch me in the foreign, tryna crash out
all i need is money, little bitch im tryna cash out
pulled up wit yo whore, you tell yo homie "bouta spaz out"
but you ain't end up doin fuckin shit, that little bitch, i pulled her tracks out
eugh, please act right, you ain't like that
talkin on my music, but can't write, you can't fight back
bout last nite, saw yo bitch, was tryna pipe that
next thing you know, i fucked this bitch up in her night cap
toppin this flow, while im toppin yo hoe
got a mask in this bitch, while im robbin yo bro
up in this cup bitch im droppin a fo
and they like akuma you poppin, i know
i cause infection. if you in my section
better bring protection, if you plan on steppin 
up in this bitch, in attempt to flex in
on yung akuma, yung lethal injection
bitch you better bring a weapon
when you come at my spot, then you better fuckin check-in
i won't wait another fucking second
bitch im comin out hot, on the drop, pull the tec in

two snakes in the grass, and they caught up
shoulda known better, muhfucka never talk tough
dont claim the j, and now go put that glock up
pussy ass rappers, gon run when i walk up
you not an enemy, 
but you never will ever be friends w/ me
little bitch i been sippin on 
hennesy, and smokin that za, bitch it's 
heavenly, bitch i'm comin, im bringin that
weaponry, little homie don't come up and step to me
lil brodie, just go fuckin rest in peace
you not worth any hatred or energy
stop fuckin testin me
i ain't a doctor, this glock is a remedy
bullets gon give him a fuckin vasectomy
always got pressure, applyin aggressively
bitch im akuma, a muhfuckin entity

WAR (PROD. SALEM)

love u

im, plantin the bomb, you mothafuckas fail the retake
bitch we on a streak, we catchin dubs because the team's great
yo chain is fake, yo neck is green, you fuckin cheapskate
pop him in his face, so fuckin hard he feel his teeth ache
wintertime, you can go, bitch i been thru it all
back then caught him ackin, bullets flew thru the the hall
and now these cheesy ass rappers prolly sue for a brawl
thinkin that you got the heat, you fuckin chewin it off
and now you chokin it, roll you up, im tokin it
pussy keep a weapon, but its useless if he showin it
homie you ain't smokin shit, better get to stowin it
hide ya bitch and all the money, then get down before explosions hit
who you know wit more shooters then tom clancy
know i heard em dissin, keep the glock where its handy
movin up a brick, im movin salt, and rock candy
when im fuckin on ya bitch, i got her poppin on plan b, tell ya slut to unhand me

24 ks, i ain't talkin bout karats
if we had a fucking fight, should be proud of ya merit
if the shoe fit, fuck em, let em keep it to wear it
cuz the lately all the fuckin oppies, wanna chirp like a parrot
they can't compete, its apparent, they in the bleachers, and starin
bitch i bring the heat, delete, and cause deceit without carin
im too elite to compare, i mix the beat with the snare
bitch im ridin down ya street, discretely, keepin it there
because i know that you was fed fucked,
knew it from the jump, id have to be the one to step up
like a doctor bitch, im givin check ups
pastor preach the peace, until the oppies tryna set up
pop a glocky during morning sermon
pastor said that im disgusting, more then vermin
im sick as shit, i can feel my fuckin body turnin
drop a clip, walk off the scene and leave my homi burnin

champions (prod. luke g)

vacant mind, my conscience makin a firm split
trapped in lines, and steady spittin the worst shit
overthinkin time, ain't even taken my first hit
and truth will always rhyme, could give a fuck if it hurts bitch
understand beyond focus and make the words fit
fuck a reefer, pass the knowledge, thats that pure shit
doctors cheatin at they college, they can't cure shit
you couldn't take on a major, to even learn this
we can't vibe out forever, you pussies aint ever seen strife
platinum sellin record, on the wall inside my dream life
grippin on the heat, so we just waitin for the green light
pumpin fakes, don't even know what the team like
fuck a friend, they refuse to give back my energy
everyone left and im pissin up on the memories
im sick and fuckin tired, of my life hangin in jeopardy
mentally, shot hot, faster then fuckin kennedy
used to keep my men at ease
and all them fakin fucks, now live in cribs wit high amenities
yung kuma, ain't replacable, y'all couldn't find a remedy
respectfully, to be fair im just a fuckin entity
this the typa shit, that give me soul, its not a sedative
this is what im rappin, i dont care if it's repetitive
if you do not like it, suck my dick until it's sensitive
this is what i think, and i don't care if that shit negative
im burnt out, crashin in apartments like an accident
addicts quit, then they come back rushin for that catalyst
im bad at this, when the fuck i turn into an activist
i guess im passionate, but yet im very fuckin adamant
that shit will never work, 
me and you we not the same, we cut from different fuckin percs
since birth, never gave a flying fuck about this earth
and the worst part is, i never found out my worth
bitches be like akuma bye, stop playin
in the booth and we smokin on high octane
failed in school, but shordy givin me top brain
and i was fighting for blood up until the cops came
intrusive thoughts, i wanna kill him, let the demons do it
and he gon die in my head, long as they keepin to it
you rappers boring, that shit you droppin is sleep inducing
the mic won't work, unless you mothafuckas speak into it
but who am i right
while y'all been holdin it down and keepin the limelight
ever since december, been waitin until the time's right
thought this rap shit ain't forever, my definition is finite
but im the top best
and i don't even try, how is you not pressed
bitch, talk less
don't got time for this shit, bitch you a hot mess

yours truly (churchills down rmx)

the beginning of my sporadic journey
enjoy a small taste

lyrics:
scrap apologies, y'all didn't even love right
start a years amount of arguments in one night
and then probably, can see the fact your son's bright
mind my business, and happiest when the blunt tight
can't wait to see what god's plannin
i plant my feet, and sock the lights until he's not standin
feast your eyes upon his hot planet
ah damnit, y'all cannot tell me this is non-canon
wear a mask, and leave your pain on the shelf
and you could say you beat depression, but you wasn't yourself
keep addictions, leave a stain on ya health
while steady battlin the question, is it worth it for the wealth
took a, step, and found some growth, yall wouldn't like that
im tryna rest, to gather hope, until the light's back,
pain and stress, i ground em both, know where my fight's at
i reach for pep, more rather soul, or else i might snap

sample: destiny's child - she can't love you
manga: vinland saga

no love (prod. salem)

art by @skinstaples

im at the apex of life, call me the peacemaker
know i wish i felt this here, when i was a teenager
seen players, lose love over cheap labor
i had it happen, chose the music over green paper
no better feelin, keepin peace with yourself
know some brothers, think they need to, keep they piece on the shelf
we all just reachin for wealth, or maybe reachin for help
i said no matter what it be, still don't agree with your health,
this the last fuckin time, im gonna cry up on a beat
cuz i stopped committin crimes, won't catch me lyin in the street
old friends, hit the line, when they lives is lookin meek
found my peace of mind, and now they ridin on my meat
give me a second, my fuckin head is hurtin
tried to pray to the gods, they told me heaven's workin
truth be told, wasn't shy, but never extroverted
would never fold, up on the guys, i knew my men were worth it
easy sayin there's no way out, you ain't makin effort
i can see right thru ur movement, like we playin checkers
ran my luck and spilled my drink up all on satan's sweatshirt
and mothafucka, ill be damned if i ain't stayin better
it's been a while ole boy, but don't you get it twisted
ill keep my hope, and stay pushin, my shordy said im gifted
was in the dark for a while and then my conscience shifted
don't give a fuck for a smile, you see my mind is driftin,
scrape the knowledge, bitch im fixin to pass,
im hittin the gas, fast, like im sittin in last,
and fuck a college, i ain't kissin no ass
im rippin this glass, pass, keep my shit in the stash, im fittin the hash
i've been workin so damn hard, i make my stomach ache
steady movin like tacit, im screamin fuck a fake
aint no bitch gonna tell me i gotta pump the brakes
wish i could just say fuck you, and leave it uppercase
bitch i hate how you laughin at when i make mistakes,
shit get me so fuckin heated, i gotta take a break
these bitches lucky im workin, and busy makin cake
droppin out a taste, so y'all mothafuckas can stay awake

WHY I DO EM LIKE THAT

i don't like to rap in public, keep ya muthafuckin freestyle,
at least while, im tryna write this shit, so u can keep down
jersey representin, grimey fuck straight outta p town
eastbound, im rappin on this shit so they can see how
take a thousand breaks, still come out smokin on this beat loud
please stop talkin shit, just be proud
left my house today, to get my muthafuckin feet out
let this hate of mine just seep out
swear i know at least one person's got it out for me
fuck a clown, thats why i keep em out, cuz if its bout to be
like we in theater, keep your shoutin please,
fuck the fame, you can take ya fuckin clout and leave
go ahead and keep on countin up ya plays bitch
i ain't fakin, we ain't focused on the same shit
you just trace shit, follow steps and try chase hits
spaceship, ya mind is stuck in fuckin outer space bitch

doggin'

how tragic, ducks down when the clout happens
shout latin, deny god, but never doubt magic
bout dragons, cut down when the mouth yappin
loud clappin, its my shots, if you out lackin
when they rap it sound satirical, so could you start up writin g?
cussin out my psyche, please, i know it's such a sight to see
its truly just a miracle, that i can even strike the beat
dustin off the mic to see, if i still got that fight in me
sip slow, out the wine glass
sit low, and tip toe, until the time pass
ride fast, at least the mothafuckin rhymes last
where my fuckin piece of mind at?
steady stirrin the pot, this ain't gonna end well
a soldier lost in our arms, give him a ten bell
his story lives on, but only if his men tell
your book of words, and how you always worked the pen well
the sky is fallin, caught jason, he in the pit pantin
bitch ass rapper, biggest opp is prolly chris hansen
that shit depressin, wont find me up in this bitch dancin
this shit a dream, i pull my punches, but aint shit landin
i lost my faith in humanity, thats the truth of it 
yall fuckas build careers, just to lose it over stupid shit
went on live and threw a fit, thanks and now you booted bitch
and for the next talent that's comin, ur gettin muted quick
what a shame, right?
any artist could be great, but they the same, like
they never changin, always stickin to the game tight
then they get exposed, and run away, upon the same night
pussy boy, better stop and listen
even as a child, never had a pot to piss in
we was throwin shots, til the fuckin choppa glisten
pockets ridden, we wasn't gonna stop, til the top was spinnin
keep a rocket hidden

god's seat

mood swingin in, and my thoughts are constant cavin in
savin skin, im caught inside the web, and got crocheted in it
told my brother we gon stay akin
keep my focus, lookin forward til the day begin
keep the peace, and leave my anger to bottle
y'all gon push me to the edge, but ill try not to throttle
they told me leave it in, i feel like im beginning to swallow
bleach my eyes, but i cant stop myself from seein the hollows
i told you i was done with hate
even if i gotta force myself, im still gon make this great
even if these mothafuckas, still tryna eat off my plate
im still gon make that fuckin weight
i keep my chin tucked, and im crossin wit my arms up
rollin wit these punches, you could never crack the guard of
yung akuma, lift ya soul, and give that hard love
now its time to get them flowers that im starved of
im not a man, but you'll see how far this road goes
oh no, saw his cursed energy, like gojo
i won't let em fuck my mojo
all these bitches i be baggin, woulda thought my name was frodo
bartender, can i get me a drink?
servin straight sewage, came from out the bottom of sink
straight pissed, if you a gangster, then we prolly could link
you prolly shootin, if you watch your homie caught in a blink
any rapper worth his salt, is gonna keep it a buck
and if you tryna make a hit, then im not givin a fuck
now you feel that you stuck, and now you think it all suck
so you tryna make the best shit, but ain't sittin in luck
man fuck the liquor i ain't offa the drank,
still ain't no time to bicker, bitch im leanin offa the stank
well look who's coughin today? this pussy lost in his state, 
you too green, ill have you runnin, you get caught in this rank
you paranoid, your hands are shakin, and you scared of noise
ain't no time to be fakin, now get to squarin boy,
i take a knock at ya teeth, my brothers share the joy
lyin in ya despair, i let you stare the void

prey

she junkie for real
shawty wanna pop a pill, she told me she don't wanna feel
eatin my dick like a meal, we roll on yo block, like a wheel
she told me she like my appeal, i'm heavyweight like steel
brodie wan lick on his guy, i'm pullin up just for the steal
i don't needa pay no respect, bitch i only came for the neck
i'm a real killa, walkin wit a tec, you get blown away like a speck
choppa say do him like he finna wreck, you won't like it when i get a check
imma put him down, pussy get slept, imma make his body drop on the deck
on the ground, crucify him like he jesus
knock him out, give him pieces
imma get a bag, that's my thesis
can't trick me, bitch i'm a genius
keep on shading, like you hard
bitch i know about yo cards
you can't pull em, im on guard
leave his body, in his yard
i get out of hand, no plan, i'm just packin up yo man
put it on my bands, he got wacked cuz he ran
postin metal on yo gram, choppa spin you like a fan
destroy yo whole clan, heat you up like a tan
black forces on my feet, on her forehead i skeet
think you funny like you meech, think i'm over, that's a reach
yo face ugly, bitch you beat, paper bag, she take meat
you lack grammar, bars and speech, pussy, back up when i eat
bitch i'm on yo block with yo shordy sippin cognac
gucci on my socks, bet she horny when i contact
rip through his head, when i hit my fit was on black
guillotine, brawn attack, and i never got caught like zodiac

fuck on yo shordy, she told me she date you
shoot w a forty,  i know i will break you
i got a hunnid, and now i will make two
you got connections, so now i will make use
we in the deep end, and im not talkin ocean
she in my bed, so i give her the motion
baby get sleepy, from drinkin the potion
blow up yo spot, with a giant explosion
My pistol im squeezin, huh
I fuck that bitch for no reason, huh
4 times like the seasons, huh
Puncture wit gu, like i'm lesion, huh
I'm watchin you bleedin, huh
I'm not a human, i'm demon, huh
I give her that semen, huh
I'm on my own, and not needin, huh
had to put you in yo place for one quick second
i reckon, rage drive in this bitch, no tekken
hit him in the head, in the ear, he deafened 
deaden, smokin on you bitches, like resin
hop out with a blade, strike with incision
stiffen, in the fucking eyes, lose vision
crashin yo party, i call that collision
fishin, for a compliment, you trippin
locked up, two cities, like dickens
listen, all you bitches look like chickens
got yo bitch preg, yeah that kid kickin
kissin, then i go out, i'm missin
teleport senku, hadouken like ryu
if you keep flexin, put you in the bayou
you can't find me, bitch go head and try to
why you, always talkin shit, i supply you
i smoke dope, on my own, i dont sip on no codeine
flippin all this white, got it lookin like a snow scene
im so fuckin skinny, i need some fuckin protein
why you hate my raps? offending, and im so mean

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