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BURGOS x ⚬ RAZEGOD ✝︎ - Oh Wow (prod. Kzbsmiko)

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SCRIPTZ x SALIVA GREY - DEATH WITHIN REACH (PROD. OKRA)

Life ain’t getting better
So I roll another blunt
Jumping through the window
Bitch I’m coming through the front
Bag full of butter
Bitch I’m smoking while they cut
Hundreds in my cash app
Had to grind it out the mud

Hearse swag, dripping
When I’m laying in the grave
I got two flags waving
Both are ashen, colored grey
Bitch you know I’m out here pimping
Please refrain touching mane
See ya boy, I’m out here whipping
Brought that blokka blokka bang

I just pour in the cup
I got holes in my guts
I got hoes I can’t trust
And my thoughts still break me up
I been froze, looking stuck
Fuck my foes, lick my nuts
I just rose like I’m Tut
But my gold gon fucking rust aye

Light jacket made of maggots
Like I know it’s getting cold
White velvet motherfucker
Looking like November snow
I been posted in the plunder
Guarding riches till I’m bones
If y’all want to see a dragon
Raise my skull above the throne aight?

NOVEMBERSNOW (Prod. SKILL SYRUP)

looking suicidal - 2_9_25, 10.48 AM

PROD. HAARPER

lyrics:

Facing facing facing facing death right in my face 
You know I'm chasing chasing chasing might just end up m.i.a.
You are complacent but complaining that you cannot rule the day
I am the patience now embodied that you need but it's too late

I been so lost
I was living so strong
But everything is long gone
And now I need another plan that's sound
Tell me how to
Move alone without you
I'm treking and theres loud booms
thunder, lightning, striking all around

I am scared
I'm so impaired
I wish that I was in my lair
Away from danger in my hair
I need a friend but they just stare
Nobody cares but how can they?
They left their bodies in the rain
I'm the last person alive up on this continent the planes
are so empty 
The wind is my friend it is heavy
weight is tremendous
Tornadoes in a frenzy
My heart it is beating
The creatures out here teething
Will I make it alone and alive
or be eaten

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MIA [PROD. HAARPER]

The Things I Tell Myself

Produced by: Lucas Versace & GiDS

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Anime Paradox [Prod. Lucas Versace]

SPEAKING ON BEHALF OF ALL MY UNDERGROUND BROTHERS


I fall, I fall
I lose it all 
My problems painted on the wall 
I patiently wait for the call 
My thoughts await in an empty hall
I told you once 
I told you twice 
This life is not for rolling dice 
Imma stick with knowing not what hides
But the moments standing up in front of my eyes

You took my all
You took my all 
And Then you let me fucking fall 
I get back up and dust my shit then show these pussies how I ball

I paid my price
I rolled the dice 
I now know only I decide 
The way in which my life will take its twists and turns it’s ride or die

Livin like a mothafuckin villain imma kill em with the wicked shit I’m spittin from the pit of all my feelins 

See the tip of my fangs they be drippin with venom 
givin a 
bite and it’s down we don’t send em to heaven 

Bitch I’m sick of all these mothafuckas thinkin that they next to fuckin kill it 
When I know I’m boutta take the throne I mothafuckin feel it 
Imma seal it 

This is what I’m dealin 

Homicide up in my mind your skin is what I’m peelin 

Pussy needa gun 
Better run 
Cos it’s fun 
When I catch you imma make you take the gun to ya son  

Have you ever seen a motherfucker damaged like me?

hurtin the core is it darkness you see?

Death ain’t got no heart so I just wallow in my misery 

Building up the tension through aggressive fucking tendencies 

I don’t see the light so Imma take a candle in with me to see the world the way these fuckers want so fuckin desperately 

Breaking your bones just like sticks and the stones hear my words hittin home through this cold fuckin flow bitch I’m taking it slow just so you can follow cos I know that you won’t do I care no I don’t 

Have you ever seen 
A mothafucker with a beam 

Point it right up at his head and start to mothafuckin squeeze

You can say a man will suffer but you’ll never wannabe the one to find him tell his mother and she falls down on her knees

I see the fight I see disease 
I see the way it plagues and feeds
It thrives on the dark and it makes us weak 
It takes and takes and then it leaves 
I’ll 
Be the one to hold the gun and take a shot so you can run cos I don’t give a fuck about another just the ones I love  

Takin love and giving up is what they think is fuckin tough I’m not the motherfucker that will let a brother fuck with us 

Goosebumps start emerging as the presence makes the air feel thin 

Got nowhere to go so I just lay down and start givin in 

Patience waiting for my fate to face it 
I’mma hate hater cos they hate the player 
And I 

See the colours in a black and white game
The vision is killin all of the same feelin pain 

Optimism Of the top division 
Pot to piss in 
Or a yacht to live in 
All forgiven 
If ya got the digits 
Money in the bank makes you hot ya dig it

I don’t hold 
A fuck I’m cold 
But I got a little voice gonna end my roll 
Little bullet to my face barrel hot I’m cold
Just to shut a brother up do as he’s told

RUCKUS (Prod. SXMPRA)

Written and Mixed by Big Roshi
Produced by llouis

Lyrics:
Wake up way too late cant work now
Pour that 40 up to drink now
Leaking sink but spend all the dimes now
I find it hard to think you know now

I keep rapping smoke my weed
Lost my heart no family
Work myself to the bone
Dont pick up my phone

I feel like
You were the one who would tell me
You were the one who would help me
You were the one I would call 
If I put the drugs in my tummy

But you aint pick up no oh-
Stuck inside that cell oh no
Hours turned to days oh woah
I keep pacin back n forth 

Look out for myself
Dont look at my belt
Stare too long
Better watch yaself

Got a mean right hook
And a nasty quick jab
That my homie taught me
Like he was my dad

Hes dead now
Like most of them
Most my life 
Only had a few friends

And oh
Its so hard
Living life
Like you are

If I lost my breathe this day
What would you say
Short days
Long nights
Constant pain
Cant fight

These
Short days
Long nights
I cant feel
What is right

Im awake
Give it all to me
I never gave a fuck what they sayin

Now just
Relocate
N tell em all to leave
I wanna go
Permanent vacation

Now I lay n fade n wait n taste the ache of all of the
Waste you made
Its hard to say
But I dont wanna be the same now

So go
Just leave it all to me
Ill grow out of my carcus like a plant without a seed, yea

Short Days Long Nights +llouis

DEFCON

CYANIDE - BODY BAG

BODY BAG

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi
Produced by Miler

Lyrics:
Now I push all my problems up
I dont like the stress
I figure out
What the cause of it
Then I cut it out
I got no friends
Aint no politics
Aint no talkin out
Im just a prick
Im a problem kid
Not a fuckin idol

Oooo
Ayyy
Ooooo

Not a fuckin idol
Ooo
Ayyy
Ooo

Now i sip
On my redbull
Sittin lone
Got a temper
Lose my faith
Sever tethers
Smoke a cig
Fuck a rillo
Less a dutch
Roll it fellow
Everyday
Ball like mello
Way too fuckin sad
To show it off in chains and colored leather
I got bills to pay
Want meals today
Dough risen up
Like fresh souffle
I beat the case
I saved the day
I flipped a bag
I made my way
And now I got people relyin on me and all my progress
My head on some calculus cus these problems you will not solve em

Idol (Intermission) +Miler

Mixed by Big Roshi
Written by Big Roshi and SEPHA.
Produced by Balance Cooper

https://soundcloud.com/sepha-joey

Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1pi_uCQav-E&feature=youtu.be

Lyrics:
Everybody wants more then they own
Just better fuckin hope that you dont owe me (x2)

Had a homie
Lost his job
Lost his place
Lost his spot

Who am i
Cant move my eye
Gotta help my friend
Just to survive

Gave him half a bag
Just to go n flip it
Gave a whole week
Guess I was simpin

On the 7 day mark
I gave him a call
He answered after 3 tries
Didnt have it all

Dam
Like I didnt know the game
Like I didnt know he spent the money Actin like a lame
Like I didnt give a fuck about the hunnid he aint have
The fact he had to lie the only reason that Im mad

Thats the greed
Make a man act different
Fuck a soul they weak
Long as it pays dividends

And if you wanna take more than I offer
Thats ok its all on me
But when I around n take a thousand from yo father
Dont blame me, blame greed

(hook)

I was lost in my ends
I lost my drive
Let slip the feelings that pushed my days forwards

Lost in my ends
I lost my mind
Let greed slip me back
I’m fuckin up backwards

Never trusted u
Trusted u oh
Should’ve Never trusted u
Trusted u hoe

I was lost in my ends
I lost my drive
Let slip the feelings that pushed my days forwards x2

Never trusted u
Never trusted u
Should’ve
Never trusted u
Never trusted u

U stay holding that flick knife waitin
Ur adjustin ur stance so pagan
X2

Oh

Greed feat. SEPHA. +Balance Cooper

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi
Produced by Miler Prodz

Lyrics:
What do I get for waiting
What do I get for not saying what is on my mind
I hear it all the time
Just lettem talk your fine

What do I get for waiting
What do I get for being 
The bigger man this time
I think its all a lie
To keep us all in line

Its always the same thing
Always the worst thing
Always the worst way
Why cant you just say

One thing I need you
Everything is see through
Is asking a question
A reason to hate you

N I dont have the answers
You dont know the questions
Stuck inside this loop
Of lack of trust and affirmation

Keep giving me the same thing
When I told you its bullshit
Word for word
Do you think that Im stupid

Bigger Man +Miler

Mixed by Big Roshi and Rivilin
Written by Big Roshi and Rivilin
Produced by Miler Prodz

https://soundcloud.com/rivilin

VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EpvUp7pUpSQ

Lyrics:
Okay im depressed
Red my knuckles made a mess
Now my neighbours are too stressed
And the police gone arrest

Plenty math but theres no tests
I live underneath the rest
Hope my music adds to somethin
Cus I gave up on the rest

God I hate it when you speak
Why did you have to remind me
Now im thinkin bout this week
Why i always say Im grimey
Cus I never left this seat
I left all my pain behind me
Why the fuck you try to speak
Im a asshole go n try me

I dont play around with exes
Less is
Benefitting me
I need money more dough
Make me loco
only got a week
Why the fuck are you testing
Not interesting
Learn to move ya feet
Are you trying to fix me
Are you that into risking
Everything you invest in me

Im listening
Trying to find my home
Dont miss me
Cus i dont deserve it
Erase all yo sanctity
You locked inside your churches
Act a fuckin riot
Only safe inside the circus



Cradle
Im lethal
Shut yo mouth dont fuck witcha people
Made my money
Give a fuck if im evil
This aint a movie
There are no sequels

Used to work 50 hours a week
Put the bus inside the cart and wipe the grime out the sink
Only time i heard a voice is when they yellin at me
And thats why i say

God I hate it when you speak
(why did u have to remind me)
God I hate it when you speak
(Im a asshole go n try me)

I’m over being medicated, sick of being sedated
your stupid little voice makes me wish never dated cus you know that
looking back now, filled with regrets
you say you love me, don’t care

going in berzerk like my name is gutts yeah
I don’t know shit, but you know I got luck 
you’re hitting me up, leave me alone
making the cracks in my phone  

I was hooked on an ex for the past six years yeah
how is this life when I’m running through the Blair witch project
nonsense, it ain’t a clear a screen yeah
life ain’t black and white like you always perceived me

breaking my knuckles on the wall, 
frustrated to death when you call
it’s like working a 9-5
barely coming out alive

our relationships and episode for your friends to watch
it’s complicated when my emotions were all dislodged
charging through I don’t mess with exes
the last one almost killed me no joke

I’m an asshole I know, I’m an asshole I know

Short Days Long Nights +llouis

Big Roshi

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