LYRICS 

You gotta respect more 
Tell me why you tryna get me upset more 
I'm on a high bronco gidiyup yes horse 
I had to get myself up off the wet floors 
I layed brick brick 
Built my confidence (dence)
How did I get this lit 
Fire in a drenched wind 
Underdog, bite no bark 
Think they hard, skin is croc's 
Metal skin ain't making you immortal look at tony stark 
I been kicked, I been tossed 
Hit with a bat so imma ball 
Sooner or later, snatch the ground from my feet but I won't fall 
Stab you fist you 
Stabber Jabber 
Never compare us to local rappers 
you better act like you know the statue 
They call me Arsy the vocal master 
Niggas they know that my flow's disaster 
Rappers for lunch and coke for beverage 
They never catchin me nowhere near average 
Never stoppin as we grow forever

yeah i cut you off and i feel no regret 
they don’t want us on it cause these fuckers pressed 
me and arson on it sound like fucking hell 
to show face at your show it cost a big cheque 
nikey in these bitches how i keep in check 
big bands ? what i manifest 
if you aint with it too keep your distance 
instant , i say with my chest 

feature price just doubled up and you can not afford yuh 
i made out the city now they love me thats the cause yuh 
every show im at i murk and leave it in applaud yah 
 run it up than count it up , and most you niggas don’t yuh

knock that kitty lights out 
she hates me in the day time 
but loves me in the night time 
no bitch we can not pipe down

BEATBOX “FREESTYLE”

LYRICS 


attention
don’t do this shit for the same shit niggas are doing it
wait what ? money the reason i wake up
attention
i am the leader like kim yong
i run the league that you in son
i went all quiet you thought i was dead 
 when i came back you nigga dissmissed the front

it ran off ? it ran huh
we told em on cc that we next up 
can not dismantle me from what i want 
i need all of this money and love WTF 
urghhh cannot be tamed (i can’t)
was trapped in a dark place now im off these chains 
we’re not the same
i’ll whip that blade out and leave him bloodstained

ay , ay , ay , hurghh
ay , ay , ay , hurghh 

You fuck with my shit, here's my turd, fuck it 
You kissing my butt and you slurp sucking  I fuck with supporters for sure
love and Appreciate, hate let it burn 
up in a furnace with all of your species, leaches
Call me a dick I'm a penis weener 
thinkin bout hangin with me and stefan 
But we are out of your league la liga 

Started from a lame but how'd I get far 
What you rap for? 
You cool without your wack bars 
Still do not see 
We got different reasons 
For spittin and screamin 
I'm wrippin and tearin 
Out pages cause I want this shit to be perfect 
Not even a little bit shit like your verses 
They want us to carry em just like a purse cause 
We'll get to the top cause we freakin deserve it 

But we leave em behind 
Get in the palace and shut all the blinds 
You gotta get yours and I gotta get mine 
You gotta get yours and I gotta get mine

WE’RE NOT THE SAME (prod+ crxww)

LYRICS

Heart full of regrets
How you tryna tell me that you still a mess 
I said I was fine cause I don’t want you to fret 
Cold world , my love kinda feeling like death 
Heart full of regrets
I said I was fine cause I don’t want you to fret 
it’s a cold world , life feeling like death
I said I was fine cause I don’t want you to fret 

Hold me close don’t you let let go 
You the only rose that my eyes show
My only light prior nightfall
My thornless stem when i hold to 
I tried to move on 
“Really ? what’s wrong?” 
I couldn’t withdraw, you like the lines to my song
My only love song, I guess it got prone
Even though i’m toxic you don’t want me gone
Promise you i know 
What it feels like to feel like you not loved 
I been thru it i was lost till you came along 
Now everything is fine like you said it would

Heart full of regrets
How you tryna tell me that you still a mess 
I said i was fine cause I don’t want you to fret 
Cold world , my love kinda feeling like death 
Heart full of regrets
I said I was fine cause I don’t want you to fret 
it’s a cold world , life feeling like death
I said I was fine cause I don’t want you to fret 

Hold me I need to be your arms
Only God knows how long 
I can hold on 
I can go on 
I can go on

REGRETS [PROD. TQMADEIT]

YOU’RE IN A REDRUM [PROD. WRXTH]

LYRICS 

Mental bitch ? nah I been a mental big dog 
I think I even sit wrong, scaring jits off 
they know I leave a big mark everytime i’m ticked off 
My shit hit hard like my music a wet cloth 
Dipping that fabric in blood (wanna sink all my fangs in big bucks)
And that is exactly whats going to happen 
Mi amo the savage
like Rihanna no I will not settle for less bitch 
You been keeping your distance 
Like Ariana why you tryna switch your position
You know I damage ya when I'm rappin and using this hand gesture
Evil on the throne like a lanister 
If this game is my kingdom I banish ya 
Give em a killin each, make em niggas bleed 
Get em feet in the sand I ain’t talkin beach 
I'm behind all the bars I ain’t walkin free
In a cage got me feeling I been a beast
Yeah yeah mental me , no one ill as me 
Doctor said I should should be getting guillotined
Doctor said I should be getting guillotined
Doctor said I should be getting guillotined

K-k-keep the tech tucked on me 
Fuck a foe, chasing racks do that constantly 
Beat em up like my dick when in quartine 
ain’t no stopping thee 
Hot like a fernus
Microwave clip heat up my pelvis
Butterfly blade leave him no options 
Shh quiet 
Still playing God fuck a contrast 
Who let the dogs in ? 
Off their leash, we derail hand a coffin
Me and arson a train they ain’t stopping
Raps coughin 
Sick sick sick bout to worsen 
How I be 
I be moving they scared of me 
Can not lose b you carelessly are deluded a frenemy 
(you no friend of me)

ARMY’BOYZ (prod+ crxww)

PETITE AUTISTIC WHITE GIRL CHOKES ON BBC (PROD. REITER)

she wanna move closer (sped up + reverb)

big roar , 43 palmed dare piss me off 
holding that bay blade , i keep a clip no tik tok 
you wan the big boss ? up on your bitch i kriss kross 
dripping that tech wear, tech vest 
dressed to kill 
this aint no dance
your life is photobombed 
i make it dance , i make it clap 
she call me chris rock
don’t take ya clothes 
dick down her throat she cough 
not even buff but she wanna touch my 6inch cock 

Yall gutta make a noise 
We back to back like em and royce 
If u wanna step, what the fuck are u doin? 
U catchin a swing now its K.O like Owens 
Bbbraatatatata 
Like im kelly a hellion 
Murkin these minions startin rebelions 
Bullets, a million, thug , makavelli 
Im snatchin ur meddie and dick in her belly 
Be nice , be twice as dope 
They murk ur spirit, All u do is revive
Ill be ayt, turn to a psycopath killer yo i gut a strap and a knife 
Yo im underwater pirrana i bite 
They cant see me comin cause im outta site 
She cant see me comin cause i am behind 
Yo arsxnist out 'fore he fuck up the mic

bitch out my way
i wish you would like today
im feeling baked
i smoked an ounce out the case
bitch no mistake
you touch my bandz
you gon pay
playing with ragious
you kiss tech
cut out your throat cause im pissed again

ohh juliet ohh juliet 
tell me is thy drooling yet 
dick is getting hard pop that pussy for a real nigga 
ohh juliet ohh juliet 
this once doesn’t end with just 
you , i and death your moms pussy also in it.

still quarantined. w dxnte (prod. @drvmmixk.o) LYRICS IN DESC.

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. 


LYRICS 
who are you i never heard of ya 
do you know my flow is a murderer 
my broer know im straight outta mars 
you aint catchin up you a murmurer 
you say you slap are you sure of you’re right ? wait
Im mixin' the syrup and sprite 
while i wait for the response through the mic 
we aint caught no competition in sight 

walkin and slippin 
you catchin a fist and its dark cause you freakin knocked out in a second 
tell em i never fear no ting 
you fuck with the co kings 
you aint got no grill for no roastin 
we way too raw too next level for your stove and 
I hope you just know sir you not even copin
he not even copin
calvin he not even coping 
he not even coping 

i can not play with you fuck niggas 
talk and you’ll buck nigga 
stained piece of fuck nigga 
blade in ya eyes nigga
i can not play with you fuck niggas 
talk and you’ll buck nigga 
stained piece of fuck nigga 
blade in ya eyes nigga

bloodstained (prod+ yxngnoxx)

LYRICS 

When im spittin, its terrorism
The competition i just get up quick and just tear and wrip em 
A horror flick, its freddy and jason yeah run they have risen
Why would you? 
you will die if you try to compare bitch or 
Try to come near 
We outta space and there is no air 
Aint no conditions for a human we aint normal out here 
 outta reach like the top drawer
Bitch we the top dogs , use ur face to mop floors 
Swingin like im south paw

i leave him dead, a pool of blood  
what he will shed, whats in my head ?
i dont want death , they want me red
cause im a threat (ughh)

im not with the talk lil bitch (so yeah)
im not with the talk lil bitch (so yeah)
im not with the talk lil bitch (so yeah)
im not with the talk lil bitch (so yeah)
im not with the talk lil bitch (so yeah)
im not with the talk lil bitch (so yeah)
im not with the talk lil bitch (so yeah)
im not with the talk lil bitch (ughh)

SHATTERED-GLASS [PROD. MYSTXRY]

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED 

LYRICS 

THROW MY FACE IN THE WALL I DON’T FEEL PAIN AT ALL
BRO IM SANE THOUGH IT SEEMS MY MENTAL STATE IS FLAWED 
TRYNA CUT MY FUCKING EMOTIONAL PAIN WITH ALL THIS PHYSICAL PAIN 
SO I CUT MY 

WRIST, CUT WRIST 
WRIST, CUT WRIST 
WRIST, CUT WRIST 
WRIST, CUT WRIST 
WRIST

WRIST, CUT WRIST 
WRIST, CUT WRIST 
WRIST, CUT WRIST 
WRIST, CUT WRIST 
WRIST, CUT WRIST 
WRIST, CUT WRIST 
WRIST, CUT WRIST 
WRIST, CUT WRIST 
WRIST, CUT WRIST 
WRIST, CUT WRIST 
WRIST, CUT WRIST 
WRIST, CUT WRIST 
WRIST, CUT WRIST 
WRIST, CUT WRIST 
WRIST, CUT WRIST 
WRIST, CUT WRIST

bloodstained (prod+ yxngnoxx)

ARSXN&LXNER (@arsonandloner)

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