lryics

Arzona sippin   trppin  in tha trenches 
What ta but smoke  trun the  knob  the henges final form bankai 
weed Trans   who wanna     die
Gundam         sute  no tucks 

 My Blade        adjust 
 what the fuck that boy 
There              can't hang us
Give fuck.                She dangerous 
Only fans  she famous  bitch 
Lane  switch  ain't  changed  shit
Lame trick    Insane   shit I tell
They  anit legit 
Shade  man Shadow  
steppein  Feel     mata 
 like  been the
 weapon 
Tis tha season.    Am the repper 
Pull through  just ta kill  who
You don't  like  me well
I don't  they  feel you
Agent        47
Fuck  yo  Wrist 
I risk I beed the ice
think  im crist 
But fuck you life
On now  seven im lives
Fuck  it       now  taken  your
You taken Mines
Dark magician 
Trp cards boy
Play your right 
I.             Glatit  gun
My            drako  
It Don't  matter 
If  you stay  low
I Like  Katanas better man
It's  whatever  if say so
Backwood     black  lagoon 
Black sand  im on the shore 
Bitch I kown im lord
Whacua ya  tell  me that for
get ya penny's off the foor


Old Breed.prod ARQE

lyrics 

Just  because  cause  breath  i
Let me smoke  this weed
Let me rest  in peace 
Not whatcha  you want 
You not what I need
Tihoe  please  just gimme  the keys
All rise my to down  fall
Ask me if im glad that found  yall
No
Save lifes with pocket  knife
Mata drunk and high my
Face  in mud where reside
Gotta  be dead  cause I'm not  alive 
Pile of dust  think  that my time 
Is up
Fuck 
I'm with kami 
I'm with roshi
With my Android 18
No krillin broski broly chill

Mata good 
Mata ghost
Mata god
Mata wage to odds
Mata save 
Mata take
Mata shake earth quakes
Mata spare
Mata Fair
Mata out the chair
Mata dare if it's war that he declares



last one up

lyrics



Just another day in maze
Bea tryna get ta you Smokeing haze
Spit  game went long touch down on the play
Jack boyz hate ta see Okay 
Up the k on my wild style
Aye I can chase yen or the cake
Lone with my dreams meet them same place
Fair ahead what ta do can is wait
86 music candy paint  got taste 
What more can I say
Them 304's don't appeal to arrivals
That i make so I duck shake
Naw fuck I'm brave today
Home or streets 
In wood with some more rolls 
Where I rather be
If not with you shit that the true
Girl you hate guy okey Well dew me too
Get the
Munji blade crew on a fool
Just for fuckin up my good mood
Fair trade another  one I loose
Gas get smoked in her
lungs and dick on her tongue
Sprug out in my bed
Hunter hunter
What I Was like in head
Bless I'm dead
Young Mata nigga flossin
0 to a hero dossin
Now my power like Austin

Local in mane
In his lane what remains is
Ranks to the Name 
Not hip I don't trip
Honey dips looking down bitin on they lips
Jealous boy jealous hoe
Trippin on me while broke
Honey lookin mad cute
I risk all shawty for real fuck that dew
And the hate  Too bout the chedda
Droe choppa feel like master shreddea
No square to hints bae this bastard clever
Fuck nigga around don't show them way
Don't say much daze hopein ta fade
Won't say much Blaze chosen ta sway 
Slay rival feed the title fuck a rifle

A no one Embody these idols



local man.

lyrics 




I show up I might dip again
Give fuck if ya disagree
I show up I might dip again
I show up I might dip again
I show up I might dip again 

Bans on me that the plan baby
I don't how kill myself
1000 around in the town
I Still feel by myself
Bitch
Don't give fuck if think that I need help
I do just how like on sight shit alright
So Got my knife
You don't give damn 
Don't a fuck i don't give fuck
What the fuck you mad cause
I don't give a fuck Man What the fuck

I show up I might dip again
Give fuck if ya disagree
I show up again

I show up I might dip again
I show up I might dip again
I show up I might dip again
I show up I might dip again

Bans on me that the plan baby
I don't how kill myself
1000 around in the town
I Still feel by myself
Bitch
Don't give fuck if think that I need help
I do just how like on sight shit ain'talright
So Got my knife
So got my knife

Saw a that girl again and look and her
Eye's I think she want me ta die
think she want me ta die

might dip

lyrics

Angels tryna kill me off
Naw
Demons wanna kill me off
Naw
The repper say it my time  
Yeah
What to do shut up and grind
Yeah
You wait on her you out ya mind
Naw
Soonze naw in my Prime
Bitch

People out here think I'm Crist
What
They Wanna fight I don't play nice
Naw

Call me pussy call me Bitch 
What
You struggle just ta Trick  
What
In my pocket i got lent
Hun
Move along my time spent
Why you mad ain't my fault you with them
Why you mad ain't my fault he with her
Why you mad ain't my fault you with him
Why you mad ain't my fault brought the huse
Why you mad ain't my fault four i go
Leave you hurt
Stumping bodies out dirt
Make yo head twerk

Mata slide though the town feet off the ground
Underground hound bitch  bound
Hold my crown
Doing me own my lone doing the most
Blade to his neck white Bitch 
Tryna kick me out
Spirit from the underworld wanna get me 
Now
I Catch a fade with the demons I'ma hit the loud 
Put down The blade now for real 
Bout sit em
Supernatural in this Bitch I'm hit lil kill em
Quick 
Real boss Never talk listen
Takin shit
What goes around come 
Comes need ta sima down

Born ta lose fuck a lame
I Care we ain't the same
Lines to my name fuck the clout fame
I See her in her face know she tryna gimme bain
Want me gone boy I 
been dead peep game

Angels tryna kill me off
Naw
Demons wanna kill me off
Naw
The repper say it my time  
Yeah
What to do shut up and grind
Yeah
You wait on her you out ya mind
Naw
Soonze naw in my Prime
Bitch



rotten prod.Amatabase


 lyrics

I plug the blade in yo vines Like a USB cord
Then beat you beat to the shore
Bae you the one that I adore
Middle grow hold it down see my palace wit no Floors
See they hate I just sit back
You know I go like this and that 
Tell me facts who gone miss that
No wip but still get around
Posted in the background
I ain't came To fuck but she got weed let's
Let Smoke it up
Little boy mad I change it Up and 
 they even can't hang with us
Pocket  knife up on my waste
Guess I'll Die another day
The world call me again but don't wanna leave
My Bed
Ain't no telling where I'll head
Locked up in the room high Hopein i
Don't come soon
Feel More alive past noon 
Night rise past due
This not yo bitch boy you my son
Fuck you mean we had you
I can not be what you want
I'll Just keep the blunt wit Me while 
You bleed out in the trunk
Light ash you like a pull mall
No Don't spare we kill all yall
We can get it In bitch just say when
 ill be right with you in sub pen
Mata base byaishi
You don't need ta fuckin watch me
They won't live it but they'll copy

Amataba$e

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