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Engineered by Mags

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Noir [Prod. BMTJ]

Hills Have Eyes [Prod. Mags]

SUPER BIG TIME DAFT BLOKE FINAL MIX VERSION 17 (1080p)(.jpeg, .gif & .pdf)

Prod. by Mags

Engineering by Mags

SWITCH UP (ft. Cava) [Prod. Mags]

Vocals Mixed & Mastered By Ajay.
This is my entry for the Rap Contest AnTBeatz is hosting.
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(Intro)
Yeah /
Yo AnTBeatz, What up, goodlooks /

(Verse 1)
I’m going all or nothing, releasing my creature /
Show me love, and I will be your number one preacher /
Middle fingers up to teachers who didn’t give a fuck /
Really tryna cleanup, the curse within me won’t settle for nothing /
It’s been a minute since we’ve talked you're looking at a prodigy i’m stunting /
Nothing but net, and what’s in my blunt be violet /
Making moves for my family homie you should try it /
Styling and wilding, you talking shit? Then i’ll spring /
Rep my flag cause in America they say we all free /
Sick of being nice so I start spraying like an osprey /
Lyrics poisonous like what they slipped to King Joffrey / 
I dream, weather i’m awake or knocked off oxy /
No doubt, in my mind these faggots got a problem with me /
Sorry that your butthurt, but my music’s too nostalgic to me /
Music wouldn’t leave me for dumb shit or a dumb bitch /
You’ll be mad when I got cash, but YOU tossed this in the ditch /  

(Verse 2)
Waiting for my movement to bring me to my prominence /
Told my momma i’m gone make it, that’s a fucking promise /
Futuristic glasses on call me Nostradamus /
Thinking bout my life in reverse, Non-Chronological /
Summer love and blossom just be fading into Autumn yo /
Stick and jive the whole entire way to the throne doe /
Running through my field of dreams all day they think i’m loco /
I wake up, I feel like shit, i’m pissed off as usual /
Smoke a bogie, make a coffee, head on to the laboratory /
Ambition and good vibes is simply fucking mandatory /
2015 was fucked up, and I ain’t telling stories /
16 comes next / And Senior Year is failed because me /
17 ain’t happen yet, but I wish for positivity /
18 through infinity, on my yacht, puffin marley /
Painting portraits of the past, The Boston Tea Party /
Opiates, Cocaine and Herbs a bit of that Bacardi /
Mathematics dropped me out of school along with being tardy /
Even when it’s day time my Lucy make the sky look stary /
Hardly, I chill with anyone or go to house parties /
All I need is me, myself and I and of course my family /
I could show you how the world works, define gravity /
Take a trip through my mind it’s absolute insanity /
More than enough thoughts to fill up the whole galaxy /
Now find some time to sit back and hear out my catastrophe /

(Outro)
Yuh /
Haha /
Huh /
Aight, let's see where that takes us /
Hahaha /
Yee! Yee! /

Catastrophic Thoughts / (Prod. AnTBeatz) | (Contest Entry 2016)

Vocal Mixing & Mastering By Ajay.
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(Chorus)
I feel like lately I ain’t myself, but I won’t hang myself, I wasn’t made for hell, ugh / 
But Ima keep on just, puffing loud, cause that’s what i’m bout, and I stick with my crowd /
We just chilling in them marijuana clouds, windows up, yeah i’m vibing to the sound /
I’m just grinding till them labels come about, you ain’t seen me take a better look around / 

(Verse 1)
I’m just a clone of my dad besides the rap, yeah i’m all that /
Got the whole package, hit the lines, we could get you that /
Addictions rising up, but I don’t give a fuck, I’m mad young /
So much I haven’t done, haha /
I’ma tear shit up one on one, one by one /
Make you look like shit for fun /
And please, return the love cause it’s facts that you ain’t got none /
I could kick it better blindfolded while i’m banging on drums /
Cola in my solo cup, don’t forget to put the rum in /
The Aries Ram is summoned and up to something /
Still puffin’, flow is still cold as a summit /
Incoming alert, Ajay’s upcoming, no bluffing /
And about the racks yeah, I think ima need a dozen /
So FUCK that diploma, ima slide by hustling /
If there were no rules i’d belt my math teacher in the stomach /
Calm down i’m kidding, but really though, I’d double your pay humming /
You want to call me stupid outside of school, lmk when and where fool /
You treat me like I am in grade school, you cruel prick /
What makes you think you’re a jewel yourself, Mr. Todd the critic /
Now let’s just leave it all right here, cause I don’t want to reach my limit /
Very simplistic, I’m ballistic, and I am /
Sophisticated, so faded, catch somebody in the shade /
Bring it back yeah I’m addicted to the my fan base /
Yeah, addicted to the fan base, pop one i'm addicted to the fake /
Yeah, I do it for the fan base, pop one i'm addicted to the fake /

(Chorus)
I feel like lately I ain’t myself, but I won’t hang myself, I wasn’t made for hell, ugh / 
But Ima keep on just, puffing loud, cause that’s what i’m bout, and I stick with my crowd /
We just chilling in them marijuana clouds, windows up, yeah i’m vibing to the sound /
I’m just grinding till them labels come about, you ain’t seen me take a better look around / 

(Verse 2)
Look my fears in the eyes directly face to face /
Never on the Maglione Family will I deface /
But someday, ima have my name up in that showcase /
Every time we drop a track these bitches tryna throw face / 
Popos pat me down, but they ain't find the stash, got no case /
Come on Mr. Officer, what’s this? Like your first day? /
Little did they know I'm wired out just like a coke phase /
I’m talking LSD dogg, sheesh i’m crumbling like a cake /
The kid from Boston coming out on top, first place / 
World domination right up out my room, mayday / 
Yo bitch coming over just to smash, play date /
Fuck a label bring me to a venue and that's pay day / 
To bad the kid just don't give a fuck what a hater say /
I’m telling em’ bilingual, so piss off like andale /
All these ratchets be hearing whats happening /
Didn’t fuck with me prior, suggest don’t even bother sending a message /
Ajay on the track, and i’m so damn reckless /
Schoolin’ all them lames, now i’m waiting for the checks kid /
Scheming throughout life with my electronic press kit  / 
Y’all get the message?... They ain’t getting it /

(Outro)
Bounce /
[Cough, Cough] It's all the Woods man, you know /
I do it for the fan base, pop one i'm addicted to the fake /

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Casket [Prod. Lezter]

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