Survival Of The Fittest Freestyle

PARANOIA
Lyrics written and performed by Ari Daniels & Ozzy Monroe
Music produced by L4L

Paranoia feat. Ozzy Monroe (Prod. L4L)

LYRICS 

I see a silhouette
I try to escape and now I’m part of it 
barely recognize 
It’s hard to concentrate 
I caught a grip 
Resting on that carpet 
Making out my profit 
They robbin
Picking out my skin and bones 
And cartilage

Mind over matter 
I’m numbin the pain
I’m proud of it
 Pushin my way to the fucking 
Finish line like a mosh pit 
Vomit in da corner of a room 
So the flies feast 
I don’t wanna be the only one that eats 
Seekin out an SOS 
most these people RIP
Still flicking ash on this black T 
Slimmy the black sheep 
Fallin angel lonely reverend 
I’m seeing the signs full of sevens 
Break yourself or go to heaven 
Make yourself a humble servant
Total lies just to minimize
Your human purpose 

Sticks and stones may break my bones 
But practice makes it perfect 
Repetition tunnel vision 
Get the hell on so I can prowl on 

I see a silhouette 
I try to escape and now I’m part of it 
barely recognize 
It’s hard to concentrate 
I caught a grip 
Resting on that carpet 
Making out my profit 
They robbing
Picking out my skin and bones 
And cartilage

Mind over matter I’m numbing the pain
I’m proud of it
 
Pushin my way to the fucking 
Finish line like a mosh pit 
Vomit in the corner of a room 
So the flies feast 
I don’t wanna be the only one that eats 
Seekin out an SOS 
most these people RIP
Still flickin ash on this black T 

2x
I see these demons are crawlin
Or maybe I’m drawn to em 
Finish till the morning
Feel your flesh hit the floor
See these demons are crawlin
Or maybe I’m drawn to em 
Finish till the morning
Feel your flesh hit the floor 

Pull the sword out my spine 
If it makes you feel fine 
Then I’m drainin all the evil 
from my scattered skull

I see a silhouette
I try to escape and now I’m part of it 
barely recognize 
It’s hard to concentrate 
I caught a grip 
Resting on that carpet 
Making out my profit 
They robbin
Picking out my skin and bones 
And cartilage

Mind over matter 
I’m numbin the pain
I’m proud of it
 Pushin my way to the fucking 
Finish line like a mosh pit 
Vomit in da corner of a room 
So the flies feast 
I don’t wanna be the only one that eats 
Seekin out an SOS 
most these people RIP
Still flicking ash on this black T

SWORD IN MY SPINE (Prod. MTHEGREY)

Pouya - Stuck in Admiration (Prod by Mikey The Magician & Rocci) [Chopped & Screwed] By SUS PhiXioN

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Pouya - Stuck In Admiration [Chopped & Screwed] PhiXoN

LYRICS 

Verse I
Haven or hell?
Picking or choosin not feelin so well
Flip a dime it’s a deal 
Now lose yo mind when ocean swells 
Yung $tein gonna leave yo body in a well
Don’t stair if you’re not prepared 
If you reap what you sow

Loaded thrills when a killer kills 
Who knows 
But a broke motherfucker
Wanna front these bills 
Pop a pill so a fiend never gonna feel 

I’m losin but fuck it I’m brusin 
While I’m keep on cruisin
So settle with a motherfuckin 
Untold tell
I’m lost in the sauce
Divide and conquer all
Rip a motherfucker
I don’t wanna be another punk bitch
Motherfucker talk shit 
ain’t gonna phase me 
Evil Raised me 
Lookin faced to face 
I see these demons are the one who 
Fuckin crave me 
Started lately 

Chorus 

2x
RIP a motherfucker
I don’t wanna be another punk bitch 
motherfucker talk shit 
ain’t gonna phase me 
Evil raised me 
Lookin face to face 
I see these demons are da one who 
Fuckin crave me  


Verse II

Pussy boy keepin on lurkin
I’m the one who keeps on skirtin over curbs 
Keep on flirtin with the motherfuckin jerk 

Get cursed six’s in the thirds 
Run around insane 
Like a headless bird 
No chain No lane 
Not another broke game 
Fuck a lame
All I hear is mothafuckas 
Bitchin bout the same thang 

Miss me with that fuckery 
Slimmy ain’t no prodigy
Fuck around end up inna misery
Come and find out you will see 
Black energy 
Consuming me for centuries 
Fuck enemies 
There’s nothin left for me 
To kill the whole industry 
Sell a soul for the green
But I lived out this dream 

I don’t wanna be another punk bitch
Motherfucker talk shit 
ain’t gonna phase me 
Evil Raised me 
Lookin faced to face 
I see these demons are the one who 
Fuckin crave me 
Started lately

BORN WITH A CURSE

South Side Myth Instrumental 
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FUCK A TITLE ft.ERIK DOM

Bad Dreams

4. BAD DREAMS FT. JGRXXN & RAMIREZ

LYRICS :

[VERSE 1]
every god damn day change fills up my pockets , 
and lately nothing's been the same up in my noggin , 
sit in the back of the bus , 
hear that beat knockin , 
ignore the world , 
i can't stand hearing people talking , 
don't walk around with a smile on my face i'm dark , 
and people recognize the change in the way i walk , 
cuz i don't really feel the same not even at all , 
i promise you that i been speakin from my fuckin heart , 
i hope you feel that damn spark when i start to spit , 
hardly been sober but i'm tryin not to call it quits , 
still with the shits , 
still angry still throwin fits , 
still fuck a bitch , 
still smokin , 
still broke and shit , 
don't let the weak side of me throw you off homie , 
cuz i still stand my ground with whatever the fuckin world has to throw at me , 
look in my eyes boi i know you see it , 
am i just losing my mind ? 
i don't care , 
so be it 
[HOOK]
can't stand my face , 
i been walking in place , 
hope for those better days , 
stuck in my same old ways 
so for no changes made , 
takin it day by day , 
but still i sit and pray , 
stuck in my same old ways 

[VERSE 2]
stuck in my same old ways , 
i can't seem to escape , 
gettin more faded than the dickies restin on my legs , 
fillin my tummy with those pills take away my aches ,
 ain't got no love left to give all i got is hate , 
i'm gettin tired of these strangers gettin in my face , 
i've been so fried , 
it's my steps i can't even trace , 
so far i've tried my hardest to avoid catchin a case , 
i can't stand nothin anymore i hate this place , 
quit your worrying about what the fuck i'm doin , 
i'm pursuing , 
my dreams and anything that brings me happiness without having to ruin , 
anybody's life , 
fuck you know bout trife , 
i've been high as a god damn kite , 
for my 9 past lives , 
so shut the fuck up , 
you don't know a damn thing about me , 
give a fuck about you or anybody here that doubts me , 
im gone , 
still in search for those better days , 
until then , 
fuck it , 
back to my same old ways

Survival Of The Fittest Freestyle

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