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LXXIV, TR3 & Kashimotu - JUNKIE MUSIC [PROD. SKOTSKR]

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Been a minute had to pivot my mindstate
Put the fear of God inside me
Now i lay stiller than water get wet come and hydrate
We never play you know rvman a problem
He been talkin down , well i wonder who shot him
Life always shitty can’t nobody solve it
i’m used to the people i find at the bottom
Reside in the dark like my city is Gotham
I’m straight out a horror book build you a nook so when you read you'll have a safe place to be shook
seen many men fall and it aint a good look
Good luck to the ones that are misunderstood
With Pain in my heart go and spark up a wood
Fuckin burn up my lungs like a real demon should
Ash on my jeans like volcanoes erupted
I’m suckin up smoke like the hood of an oven
He could’ve just left me alone but he wasn’t
Keepin my name in his mouth like his []
All these lil artists are weird by the dozen
Faker than whats in his cup, full of ‘tussin
Just so pussy gettin played out ya budget
Easy lick cus all ya homies did nothin
Never post the function that’s how you die
Make a reservation for a spot in the sky
sabotaging enemies all my life My bros out to survive they can’t stand that we bring ‘em hell
You don’t remember me, i got some tendencies i bet this choppa will ring a bell
Don’t bring attention to haters
Talk outta line, body bag you for later
Blood on my shirt, blood on the table
We getting sinister, die by the laser
Step in my world , see how ominous it get
On my face, a mask, on my shoes is Rick
On my belt, a gun, concealed by the fit
Boy you ain’t the one, never been the shit
Benefitin off ya talkin bitch i got the choppas with me they harmonious
I sent ya bro to God to end his loneliness
and you gon meet 'em there if you on phony shit, BITCH

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[Lyrics]

smoke fill my chest till it’s puffing out /
feel that burn in my lungs then I cough it out/
all my weed smell like feet I got chronic gout/
fuck you thought about me don’t want any clout/
listen closely I am here for the art and the money, I’m done funny business shut it down/
running they mouth till they flop like a trout/
whole squad laughing yall nothing but clowns/

come out the dungeon got blades on my waist, imma prick I might poke if you don’t give me space/
can’t wait to see how you pop in the face when the tip of this shit ripping through every vein/
controlling fates like this life is a game/
no one to blame but myself it’s a shame/
soak up the dark till it rip me apart I ain’t claim to be hard, you’re the one in the grave/

everyday has been feeling the same I wake up pour my potion and pray/
can’t even live in the darkness no more when the demons approach they all know me by name/
not even worth tryina cover my face I ain’t safe anymore got a soul they gon take/
bitch I’ve been up for 3 days off a addys the only objective is just stay awake/

bitch, Im eroding the walls of reality I got a strategy so that the angels fall down on me/
I turn a normal hoe life to a tragedy, Bonnie she cooling with Clyde & she blast for me/ 
ready for war call Calvary/
got fake fake friends burn them off like some calories/
but it’s fuck ‘em I know that they jealous cause I went and spent they whole salary, all in a day/
prolly on weed and some weaponry, fuck it I take off yo top of you mess with me/
we got a problem if you think I’m fuckin yo hoe for anything that’s more than free/

you bet I don’t break/
I might be fucked cause I thought I was safe/
how in the fuck do they know me by name/
always so fucked when they know you by name/ YUH

SOAK UP THE DARK [PROD. WHITECXFFIN] (lyrics in desc.)

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[LYRICS]
yall never seen nothing like it
white boy talking his shit on a mic
you wanna fight?
lemme go take of my ice, before i swing and then knock out his lights
went and got money i tried it
now ive been hopping on all of these flights
bitch its on sight
catch me outside at night, he finna die alright
now pray for ya bro
no need to go the the store cause im always on go
got shit in my coat
i keep some bullets to throw, he took 1 to the throat, cause hes moving too slow
went down the wrong road
ricky might make it home if he can learn how to shoot like a pro in the paint
buss out the K
spraying in circles until the whole populous lay

been on my grind like im tony hawk
you aint got a strap thats just a phony walk
catch you home alone like macaulay culk
hit the lick clean then we scatter off
if the bitch bad then we skip the talk
then kick her out cause she aint giving top
every track you drop a flop
too bad you cant hang its nice at the top

like why they all suck?
who in the fuck gave a mic to this man?
slide to his show just too shoot up the stands
nobody died cause nobodys a fan
how you online with a tool in ur hand?
go and find out where you stay and have you dead before i land
and we boutta bloody the sand, dont step outside unless you gon bring a tan

yeah this strap is real its not cake
in the end its you thats getting baked
icing on my wrist look like a lake
getting paid, deposit to the bank
bitch you is the ops you fucking fake
by ur face i tell you talk to jakes
when i catch em i wont hit the breaks
wont arrest me i cant catch a case

EVERYTHING BURNS [PROD. RAJASTE] (lyrics in desc.)

mixed and mastered by heist
prod. @shanikai
co-mastered: by @shadymoon

lyrics //
(heist)
leave yo face in a pool of piss
fuck yo gang, fuck yo clique
pull up with that fucking stick
got yo main bitch on my dick
snake ass nigga you a snitch

blick im on my side like state farm
pull up on a nigga wanting only but harm
hollow points, and they go thru his car
dog ass niggas the way that you bark
bitch

gang bitch
lame bitch
fucking with the gang bitch
GMH at yo place
throwing bullets at yo face
(x2)

aye, these niggas keep talking
im gripping my heat anytime that im walking
you dropping a song, and ik that shit flopping
when vooted pull up we airing this bitch we mopping

knife in his chest, leave him coughing
go for his parents, put em in coffin
throwing up fists like kas ima block it
call me lil uzi the way that im rocking

wish wish wish 
leave that nigga in a ditch
ive been killing since a jit
when i shoot i never miss

find you dead up on the street
all you niggas up on my meet
bring my mask and bring my heat
in this shit you a rookie and bitch im elite

FIND YOU DEAD {+SHANIKAI}

Vocals & Production By Lund.
Art: @apelure_art on Instagram

Lyrics:

I can’t stay with you
don’t know who it is 
that I’m talking to
I tried
held it all together like glue
don’t know who this is 
but it just ain’t you

bye bye 

can’t hide the truth 
always play the victim
know its what you do 
I cried 
to many times it’s true
but you don’t ever hear 
what I say to you

look me In the eyes
tell me you don’t love me anymore
something missing girl its different 
every day we drift apart 
felt the distance tried to ask you 
all the questions of my heart
ain’t the same inside your arms 
now I’m walking through the 
darkest place I’ve been
was reaching out to you
heart shattered within 
nothing left to do

I can’t stay with you
don’t know who it is 
that I’m talking to
I tried
held it all together like glue
don’t know who this is 
but it just ain’t you

bye bye 

can’t hide the truth 
always play the victim
know its what you do 
I cried 
to many times it’s true
but you don’t ever hear 
what I say to you

box full of letters 
filled with promises broke
baby you’re the one that changed
no more x’s & o’s
hard to find a way
when your shoulders so cold
heart to fragile gotta let you go

I’m done 
playing all these games with you
It’s all lies same shit different day no use
I’m gone you were a piece of me 
something to lose so easily

I can’t stay with you
don’t know who it is 
that I’m talking to
I tried
held it all together like glue
don’t know who this is 
but it just ain’t you

bye bye 

can’t hide the truth 
always play the victim
know its what you do 
I cried 
to many times it’s true
but you don’t ever hear 
what I say to you

Torn

LXXIV x GNARLYNICK x SHINOBITYB x YUNGX$T x KASHIMOTU - R.I.O.T (PROD. SMXLE)

prod by: the wonderful @mystxry
mixed by: me bitch

[lyrics for the deaf mfs]

got some numbers in my phone that won’t ring again they either died or I lost em in the place I’ve been/
and I won’t see your face again I’ve been depressed, been stressed ever since I was turning 10/
fast forward 5 years and I got the strap, makin baseball players turn to running backs/
left the scene with my brains intact and I can’t say the same for ur homie he ain’t coming back/
he coming back with a toe tag, op pack, I’m finna roll him up, smoke that/
I wreck (iraq) this shit like Baghdad, I’ve been with the shits like Aztec/
I’m late night counting up big racks/
said ur ballin? where the fuck is yo wrist at/
show ur head out in public imma clip that/
in my city I’m the number one suspect/
I am so use to the weight of my gun/
walk around town like I’m strapped up with none/
hate all you rappers you fuckers are shunned/
don’t care bout bitches I jus want my funds/
wait till you see what I got in the trunk, when I pull out that shotty that shit is a pump/
2 shots and he slumped, I am the face of death better not run YAA!/

I am so out of my mind

full force with the shit when i come with it/
I really kill rappers with no writtens/
I should name every track a freestyle but I show mercy to the one that got no business/
grippin a mic, you fall when a op in sight, the 44 that’s the venomous bite, the og I’m the genesis right? the teck 9 finna pierce his spine I wine and dine on fuckers at night/
I think I’m 80s how I’m spitting that crack shit/
if you talkin money you better back it/
In yo system like a muhfuckin addict/
plastic, all you motherfuckers so tragic/
and it’s tragic how you want smoke/
never burn anything but the ones that you hold close/
and it’s all for the pesos/
putting family and friends in white with some halos/
EL-EX

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