confessions

HOLD IT DOWN

Lyrics 

Another never ending story 
Same shit different toilet
By yours truly
Periko 

It’s a problem 
I’m living between the opposites
There’s the real ones 
Tryna blend with the counterfeits 
Then the hypocrites 
Running they mouth a mile a minute 
I’ll admit it 
I don’t give a fuck if you are 
Live or livid
Shit I don’t give a fuck what’s right outside my window 
And I don’t give a fuck if I offend you 
I’ll keep it simple 
Don’t try me 
And I won’t bend you 
Lying about your figures 
Go cry me a fuckin river 
I’m a real one 
And I am the fuckin boss
You’ll probably lose an arm
Just trying to pull my card
What’s that facade ? 
Another never ending story
Shit that I’m on
My life never getting boring 
Look at all these bitches on my phone that I’m ignoring 
I’m telling her that I’m sorry 
But really I’m fuckin boning 
6 in the morning 
I follow another story
Looks like she mad at him
That looks like where I’ll b going 

Another never ending story 
Same shit different toilet
Let me know if you heard this one before?

Let’s be friends. 
We all know how that ends 
Ain’t no one leaving happy
Like a fat bitch lap dance 
Scratch that 
It’s like an acting class now 
And everyone pretending
But ain’t laughing that hard 
Don’t take ur mask off
Everyone loves that part 
But deep inside 
You really walking 
With a black heart 
Take a lap dogs
You know this ain’t nascar 
So take ur act
And shove it like a tampon 
Put your pants on 
I’m leading by example 
I cut clean 
You don’t even see the damage 
Oh Shit!
Now it’s time to go quick 
Put ya go pro on 
To see how I leave em dope sick

The Never Ending Story

From the BX, 
Brooklyn to Queens, 
Staten, 
don’t forget about the heart
Manhattan,
All my people
Come together 
Let’s get it crackin,
Get money 
Get rich 
Let’s make it happen
X2

Young gunna cuzzo
Straight outa Manhattan 
Uptown
Where we run wild
With them guns out 
We
Having fun now
Without a doubt 
But when it’s time to step
You know we got them guns 
It’s 5 boro family connect
With Gangsta niggas that’ll die for their respect
Never cashed a check
Cuz we gettin cash up in the projects
And fuckin with our cash 
You get smacked with a foreign object
But for the most part 
We ain’t livin
We surviving
In this concrete jungle 
If u ain’t with it 
Then u dyin 
I’m not talking bout gun shots 
Or getting stabbed 
I’m talking bout them cowards(NYPD)
And Bloomberg’s bitch ass
But fuck 
I’m out to get cash
Push bricks to push whips
We out there like the postal
Rain 
Sleet 
Hail or snow 
Delivering that poison
See it’s that young gunna
Cuzzo
Two steps in front of death
Two behind trouble
Whatever boro you find me in
I pair my guns in double 
And shot double digit shots 
From each gun that’s being doubled 
Stop!
And a mami givin
Double head wappp
With a Jamaican shorty 
Jumpin off the c****
Ran up in that b**** so hard
I untwisted her dreadlock 
She came back a week later 
Talkin bout 
Her neck popped!
Breathe and stop!
Find me in the 5 Boros 
Till I breathe and stop!
Whether a cop bags me
While I leave the spot
Or a fiend coming up 
Say he need his rock
You gon find me in my hood 
And we can’t stop 
So we won’t stop!
Call me conceited or cocky 
But cuzzo, 
Why you so hot? 
I’m from the city
 where we rock the latest fashion
And where you think
That shorty JLo gets that ass from 

From the BX, 
Brooklyn to Queens, 
Staten, 
don’t forget about the heart
Manhattan,
All my people
Come together 
Let’s get it crackin,
Get money 
Get rich 
Let’s make it happen
X2

Get your talk on
I’ll get my walk on 
I’m from the block where niggas
Is scared to walk on or talk on
Quick to cross the street and hurry the fuck on or lose you life
On the block you walking on
Keep walking on 
And don’t even look 
Just keep walking on
Before I caught a jooks
Cuz I’m a stick up kid
Off and on
And you caught me while I’m on
So take off your charms!
I’m off them bars
Sound the alarms 
Cuzzo walkin round 
Dangerous and armed
Waving his cigar 
Packed inside with
Blazin marijuan
Blazed out of his mind
Holdin on his gun 
Guess which one
I keep my mind untamed and thoro
Mentality came from in the 5 boros
Find me riding hi inside the 5 boros
And even when I die 
You gon find my body lying inside 
The 5 boros 
And even tho we need between each other 
It’s silly 
Cuz with one
How can we be 
The great NYCity 
Show the world we got love for each other 
All my niggas in the boros
Show the love in the 

BX, 
Brooklyn to Queens, 
Staten, 
don’t forget about the heart
Manhattan,
All my people
Come together 
Let’s get it crackin,
Get money 
Get rich 
Let’s make it happen
X2

5 boro family

Sinner part 2

I'ma sinner yea
Yes I'ma sinner 

x6 

I am some type of shit
Sometimes it’s “the”
Sometimes it's “a piece of”
I’ve always been involved
Check the scars under my t-shirt
The chick under my arm
Got a smile like Mona Lisa
I been a real Nîgga
You can go and do your research
you can live without regrets
Just remember what you been thru
It’s easy to forget
The shit you don’t want to remember
Like the time they put a bullet in my back
I kinda figured
So now my 9 gotta bean
That have u lookin like a Hindu
I keep it real
Down to the bones in my skeleton
I’ll keep the peace
So longs I got my medicine
All the sedatives
Swimming in my head
Got me wishin I was dead
In heaven chillin with my
Relatives
ouuu
Cuz I'ma sinner yea
Yes ima sinner 
Ima sinner yea
Yes ima sinner 
Ima sinner yea
Yes ima sinner 
Ima sinner yea
Yes ima sinner 


I never really cared 
For what the law said
I got involved in 
Things I should’ve 
Avoided 
Got my first felony 
Before I ever voted 
And that's permanent 
Like the part on my forehead 
It's like I don’t listen
To the ones that love me most 
And that’s a choice 
I always end up 
Regretting most 
When is it gonna be my turn 
Feels like my all bridges
Burned
Sometimes it feels like 
Ima never learn
Now 
How’s it gonna turn out?
I’m feeling like 
I’m burnt out 
So ain’t nothing left but sin 
For me !

Ima sinner yea
Yes ima sinner 
Ima sinner yea
Yes ima sinner 
Ima sinner yea
Yes ima sinner 
Ima sinner yea
Yes ima sinner

The SINNER

Lyrics 

This is what I bring with me
It’s what you lookin for
What you lookin for 
I got everything u need with me
Come leave with me
You just have to believe in me 
All you gotta do’s Believe in me
Cuz I’ma ride with u 


There will never be a time
Where u can’t get in contact 
Where u at yo?
On my way!
Tato!
It’s me and my Vatos 
Or me and my bitch
I’m reaching for hot coals 
If u need a stick 
Cuz if anyone tried something with you
It’s time to dip 
Go turn on the car 
And look in the mirror
You see 100 
Of my  guys
All Walkin with limps
Tuckin the Grip 
And if I don’t have my fire arm I’m beating u senseless
Time to roll 
Where the gloves and the mask at?
Pass that!
I’m the one that ain’t cappin
I’m captain!
In my robe like I’m assassin
Put my mask up
Cuz nobody’s surviving 
You in ? 
I’m in!
True meaning of a ryda!
I’ll be by you side
With my eyes to the horizon 

This is what I bring with me
It’s what you lookin for
What you lookin for 
I got everything u need with me
Come leave with me
You just have to believe in me 
All you gotta do’s Believe in me
Cuz I’ma ride with u

Believe in me

I kill em with the flow 
Nîgga I am really in the zone
Hit em in the nose 
Leave em tryna get a little more
Teacher, I’ma sinner to the bone
Keep a bundle sitting by my ball
Suck my balls 
Suck on my dick and my balls
Round of applause 
I am the hottest of all
Pack in the sauce 
I’m out with the sound of the law 
 Yup thats all!!
I’m the boss 
Lock ya doors
I’m poppin off
Rocket on me 
Locked and loaded
Lots of ammo 
Like the army
Time to pony 
Up
It’s only love 
When moneys up   
When the moneys 
Gone
 they ain’t showing love
That’s phony love
Nîggas gone be bums 
When the story’s done 
Yea I spit
Like a Tommy gun 
You ain’t know 
Well I’ll be darned 
You’ll never know
When I’ll be done 
Just know 
I’ll make the party jump
U wit bitches ?
I Im with mamis bro 
Type of girls 
Give sloppy dome
Throw it back 
And I barely know her 
Nîgga pop
Like a semi auto

mONEY dONT cHANGE sHIT (THATS WHAT BROKE NIGGAS  SAY)

Venturing into uncharted lands for me. Learning the format. Please go easy on me lol

simple ness

I’m no Guitar pro. But this sounded nice to me

Melancholy

Steady on course

BAILE por AQUI BAILE por AYA

The sun rise
Early morning
Open my eyes 
I see the warning signs
Look at my phone 
And nThere is no reply 
I feel the cold 
I’m on the boarder of
Insomnia 
Callin ya 
Callin ya
Callin ya 
There’s no amount of sorries 
That I can offer
To show regret 

I tried To tell ya
To remember 
This is all a lesson 
Given by our lord
With blessint 
This is what I’m 
Gon confess

I’m sorry 
No Im not

SORRY (N0 IM NOT!)

HOMEGROWN WRITTEN AND PRODUCED BY A.R.PERIKO

(Intro)
Yeah, 
it's AR. P
Perikoooo!
They think it's a game
know I ain't playing bro,
Im'a show you how we don't play like that

(Chorus)
You came to play so go and play 
You came to play
It’s all a game 
You came to play 
But what I’m saying is 

You came to play 
But I came to win (x4)

They say the way I spend money ain't too healthy for my bank account 
But the way I make it says I dunno what you talkin' bout 

I play to win 
So when I play, I play big 
Scared money don’t make money
So I’m all in 

This life is uncertain 
Only death close the curtain
So where the money goes
I’ll be right behind lurkin'

Some days I got a lotta 
Others my pockets hurtin'
Sometimes you gotta learn the hard way it’s not worth it 

Listen for the schemes or
When somebody tryna jerk you 
Shake what’s in ya pocket and
See every last person
profit off of a product

Better have what u serving
So till the day I die,
Trust I’ma be riding dirty 

(Chorus)
You came to play so go and play 
You came to play
It’s all a game 
You came to play 
But what I’m saying is 

You came to play 
But I came to win (x4)

(Outro)
Perikooo!
A.R.P.
This ain't a game



Written By: Aris Pichardo

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CEASE TO BREATHE ON WRITTEN AND PRODUCED MY AR.PERIKO

COLD CASE

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TRASH LANGUAGEWRITTEN AND PRODUCED BY APR FEAT SEFRIYEL

Sinner part 2

-CHORUS-
I'm a sinner
cuz I'm a sinner
cuz I'm a sinner
cuz I'm a sinner
Ouuuu
I said
I'm a sinner
cuz I'm a sinner
cuz I'm a sinner
cuz I'm a sinner


I'm some type of shit
Sometimes it’s 'the'
Sometimes it's 'piece of'

The chick under my arm
Got a smile like Mona Lisa

I’ve always been involved
Check the scars under my t-shirt


Cause I been a real Nîgga
You can go and do your research

You can live without regrets
Just remember what you been through

It’s easy to forget
The shit you don’t want to remember

Like the time they put that bullet in my back
I kinda figured

Keep a 9 with a bean-
have u lookin' like a Hindu

I keep it real
Down to the bones in my skeleton

I’ll keep the peace
Just so longs I got my medicine

All the sedatives
Swimming in my head
Got me wishin' I was dead
In heaven chillin' with my relatives

-CHORUS-
Cuz I'm a sinner
I'm a sinner (sinner)
I'm a sinner
Yes I'm a sinner 
I'm a sinner yea
Yes I'm a sinner 
I'm a sinner yea
Yes I'm a sinner 


I never really cared 
For what the law said

I got involved in 
Things I should’ve avoided 

Got my first felony 
Before I ever voted
 
And that's permanent 
Like the part on my forehead 

It's like I don’t listen
To the ones that love me most
 
And that’s the choice 
I always end up regretting most

When is it gonna be my turn? 
Feels like my all bridges burned

Sometimes it feels like I'm a never learn now
Now

How’s it gonna turn 
out?

I’m feeling like I’m burnt
out 

So ain’t nothing left but sin 
For me !

I'm a sinner (to fade)

SINNER TOO

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100% ORIGINAL content produced entirely by 
yours truly, AR. P!
EVERY track has been inspired by my true life events.

Get to know me more on Instagram: @AR.Periko 

HIS-STORY:
     I was introduced to the street life at a young age being raised in INWOOD HILL, Manhattan. Fast money that I made in those streets brought forth blessings, curses, success, and heartache. 
     
     At SIXTEEN, I was hospitalized for a blunt force trauma to my forehead from a wood bat that left a permanent part at the front of my hairline.      
     At SEVENTEEN, I was shot through my upper back where the bullet nicked my aorta and also caused my lung to collapse.(never mind who it was, he got his…)
     At EIGHTEEN, I was arrested and imprisoned for the sale and distribution of narcotics within a college campus.

I've lived and loved hard.
I've lost it all and learned the hard way- time and time again.
Against all odds.
Yet, I've always managed to come out on top.

I don't claim to be a 'gangster' or tough guy.
My music, much like the scars you see on my body is a living testimony of my stories- the stories of a REAL ONE.

Now I'm here to share these stories with you.

If only one of you can relate/ like/ enjoy/ bop to/ and feel my music-
then ALL of this is worth every ounce of work, love, and dedication I've put into my music.

I appreciate YOU all for following and giving my work a 'LIKE'.

This is all for YOU.

                          ** .. ALL stories are ABSOLUTELY 100%..**
                        ** TRUE and can be verified by THE HOOD! **

AR.PERIKO

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