RANDOM MIX

2019 PT.3

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не ябу

rob stone is a bitch

peep svint pitre da goat https://soundcloud.com/saintpitre

produced by $uijin https://soundcloud.com/yungsuijin

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killin so my body count been rising so fast
its getting hard to keep track
I been sittin for a minute
slippin from them bitches kisses
not attracted to they wishes cause I'm stayin on task

wtf you sayin you don't know about me
I been shining so I glisten while I'm feelin so g
gotta lock them victims up so they won't ever go free
still a villian feelin wicked anything but holy

claimin you made it but you get no love
I ascend to the top where you never show up
bitch I'm jaded keep sippin until I throw up
If you feel like you safe you get wrapped in my rug bitch

shawty starin at me since I'm sizin up her mans
seldom sparing all the plebians who never stood a chance
I don't got the time for games quit the playin over here
I intimidate the boring lames apparently in fear bitch

I feel like socrates
catch me put you in your place
fuck up out my face
just caught a body I'm feelin great

1 fEeL LiK3 sOCrAtEs ft. saint pitré [prod. $uijin]

KAMIYADA X JOHNNY GEE - THANK YOU (Prod. OOGIEMANE)

aint nothin to talk about

#Blackball coming soon .

LICC HOE$ (PROD. BILBO)

Lyrics: 

Sick of going way back
I ain't been the same way since you came back
Too afraid to feel pain, so I stay back
Chained to my brain
But nobody could've of saved that 

Running from what I can't hide 
Breathing for more of the lies
Catch me in time
This could be goodbye

Music Video

IShould'veJumped

[VERSE I: SLICK SLOTH]

playa haters surround me like vultures on a dead body
get the fuck from 'round me, ain't tryna be yo' fuckin' friend 
white boy with the nappy hair
bought the platinums, nah, not double-O, bruh
bunch of all you thirsty
thirty somethin' motherfuckin' bald head headass
won't get off this playa nuts
test yo' luck, might catch slugs
this that middle finger up
shit, fuck a bitch
and fuck you too for thinkin' we would not make it
tell me, really (How does it feel?)
if you were in the field believin' the vision that we living
fuck the fluxes of competition, we got the leverage (How does it feel?)
fuck you punks, we stock weapons
47s, .45s, TECs, poles on deck
cut throat, boy
there's more than one reason that I'm a—

[VERSE II: Ruby da Cherry]

broke boy ain't broke
i got a lot of fucking bread now
i've seen the globe
muffaletta loaf sitting in the right and left pockets
but my pockets got a lot of fucking holes
leave a trail of the crumbs for them fuckboys to follow
yeah fill up that hollow stomach with my sorrow
tomorrow ain't promised - a tough pill to swallow
but roxycodone ain't a tough pill to snort
it's a tough pill to kick
always fall short
standing tall with my vice
fuck yall for the sport
the money the bitches the fame
feeling like a hoard
now i'm smoking more ports
and i'm closer to death than i was when i was poor
cooking pizza in the kitchen
passing out on the couch
i'll die from being bored
sing a sadass song with just 4 chords
oh lord
sing a sadass song
another death in the 7th ward
oh lord
sing a sadass song for yung $now 
putting in hours at the morgue
sing a sadass song for another tally on the sword
blizzard storm when i mourn

EITHER HATED OR IGNORED

Xavier Wulf - Match Hunters (Feat. MadeinTYO) off the mixtape, East Memphis Maniac.

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East Memphis Maniac

Match Hunters (feat. Madeintyo)

Stream/Download

You Know who u r lol. Not even at full power ;)

MOBBS RADICAL- 2 RADICAL DISS(Prod.NiteTime)[HOLLOWGXD]

Produced by: https://soundcloud.com/the-virus-uk

First Rapper: https://soundcloud.com/kruddtheguru

LYRICS:

ima leave ya wig split
like fuckin bad hair do
what that bitch do
why you carrying round that pistol
fuck nigga
bouta buck nigga
and it’s still fuck trump
he a dump truck nigga
i might him with the 12 gauge
asthma pump nigga
we just shoot fun nigga
like a film 
kill bill
if he come to talk to niggas
bring the dough if want than we can talk a lot of business 
it’s a room full of pussy niggas
that’s a lot of bitches

whip the coke on momma dishes
i stay wit a lot of witches
they got voodoo
they yell suuwoo 
and they pistols blowin kisses 

extendo clips down to they ankle
nigga that’s a lot of inches
hotbox full of gas
nigga I’m the modern day hitler

WigSplit - Ft. KruddTheGuru

Prod. by Biv

ft. https://soundcloud.com/blckk

piss in mi face Ft. BLCKK

Original Track: https://soundcloud.com/tmttmf/tmttmf-h3r0-prod-yngthadrn

First rapper: https://soundcloud.com/kruddtheguru

Singer: https://soundcloud.com/tmttmf

Second rapper: https://soundcloud.com/telxrxn

IKnowI'mNotAHero - Ft. KruddTheGuru | TMTTMF | TELARAN

NSX (ft. Bloodscar & Landspeed) (prod. by nitetime)

Featuring: https://soundcloud.com/kel-killumanti

Lyrics:

Alright its my time 
to combine
My grind until its
a gold mine
here to take the top out
like a close line
Spit rhymes
 like 05 it's so fine
watch i melt the
minds like a coke line
Invite you guys to the sublime
Shit vibe and low crime i provide
Lowlifes they hate on the whole time
strap up please yes it's a long ride
kept the game pent up bout whole night
Fuk judge and feds grimy police
You alike swag fags and rap dykes

Im upon on mission
come and  take listen
Make em all black out from my submission
Cuz I'm submitting
to a harder gimmick
even Ray charles here he see the vison
bring sight to blind
now the truth arisen
I've been hard to find
making rash decision
but I'm back and itching
wit a jason mask gas
I'm bout to get ya
With vile intentions
with type of weapon
That got extension
off mechanism
Just sound the death and yes
erect it gives em
With a deadly a rhythm
disrespect  and death is what we give em
don't need permission
just the hit the track mad and get rippin
we paid and pimpin
you mad and simpin
All comp is gone and you mad i kill em
skilled with this cross bows and mad precision
then drag the bodies
to the madly kitchen
You mad quit bitchin
Cuz a nigga took off you sad you didnt

My plans are vindictive
I gotta new skin,demeanor and grabbed a new image
the taste is exquisite,I felt like davinci the way just look at the way it was written
DS with decisions
high beam on my vision
Just take a good look at my bitches
now Satan sayin cmon and just stop it

now here come Allah saying come on get millions
I stash for my children
Just so they can jus live it 
and not fuck around be a witness
Rippin Drippin
All for my benefit
Street vamp bih suck dick Lewinsky

Lit the wood I'm up like maine
Spread the block up with dope like caine
Here I am to start my own wave
Get cash from like 4/5 ways
Get to HATING and that 45 bang
Say we bros u don't know gang
Here go to hard in my own way
Coordinate bitch cuz I got plays
You dont know why I got this pain 
Flaming head smoke gas spit flame
I can make cake in every which way
while u sitting wit hand a out and wait to get paid
new hot broad can't wait to get slayed
Time to eat up inna bitch face
Cuz u is bitch made
can't hang wit big fakes
Bitch u get fangs
darkdogg gets insane

SplinterCell - Ft. KEL

Produced by: https://soundcloud.com/the-virus-uk

1st rapper: https://soundcloud.com/lildonttalk

2nd rapper: https://soundcloud.com/jaztxxextra

3rd rapper: https://soundcloud.com/kutitupdoxx

4th rapper: https://soundcloud.com/vendetta-vi

Collective: https://soundcloud.com/deadvice

WhatTheFuckIsThatDance? - Ft. Dead Vice

Featuring: https://soundcloud.com/lambo-lawson/

TimeToPayBackTheFacultyForAllTheirKindness - Ft. Lambo Lawson

Ya everyone knows
That I'm on my own 
Everyone knows
That I'm on my own
Everyone knows
Everyone knows
I'm on my own
I'm on my own 

Months last,
Puttin it up, but she pardon my past,
Hide it out, 
I'ma dissolve, walk on my toes,
I'm gonna last,
Bringing this all down,
Fuckas been pull up and dash,
They pull up and dash,

Big spending didn't ask,
Quick solving with the cash, ay 
Where they going, where they at?
Have them hoes in they bag, ay
I'ma dead you with the past, ay
Bundle down, I burn it fast, ay
Burn it fast ay,

I ain't goin chase ya,
I'm gonna break out
Keepin her face up,
I ain't goin chase ya,
Giving my place out, ya,
Giving my place out,ya,

Ya I'm on my own 2x

Gotta lose my ways,
I ain't leaving my fate,
She goin live in my way,
Gotta lose my ways,
Caught up she might cave,

Don't touch that,
Lose myself, you better bust back,
You ain't sitting where the gas at,
Anybody could of guessed that,
Lose myself and get it right back,
Lose myself and get it right back,


Ya everyone knows
That I'm on my own 
Everyone knows
That I'm on my own
Everyone knows
Everyone knows
I'm on my own
I'm on my own

Video

knight

https://open.spotify.com/artist/1lhFyyRRWH7llPdQGIhXYD
http://soundcloud.com/sedah38
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CRIMINAL PROD.YUNGLIZZY

SADGASM 悲しい - MOKSHA

I'm So Tired (Prod. by 𝔡𝔦𝔰𝔳𝔰𝔱𝔵𝔯)

@biv


lyrics


what in the world has it happened to this 
and i feel like it’s stupid i’m pissing out shit 
from the bag the xanax i’m popping you bitch 
like who in the fuck are you speaking it with 
all those people you have in your circle 
not with the action you talking bout hurdles 
i’ve over come almost everything 
and hearing bout bitches and diamond rings

im bout to bust and aim at shit
bullets through almost everything 
y’all don’t look at subtle things 
only what everyone can bring 

i will go aim at every entrance 
popping with smoke like a bad intention 
all of you rappers are just infections 
learn your lesson four fake depression 
idiot stay out my fucking mentions 
you wanted this now you fucking get it 
selling your soul for a golden pendant 
bitch i’ll send it bitch i’ll send it 

YOU RUNNING WHAT GOT NO PULSE RUNNING FLAT 
ALL OF THEM SINGING THE WORDS IM IN FACT 
DYING IN CIRCLES I CUT ALL OF THAT 
WRIST WHAT I DRAG I  NO FUCKING LACK 


THE WORLD SPINNING SLOWER AS I FUCKING CHOKE 
I HOPE TO GOD THAT THE DEVIL GRABBED MY ROPE 
KICKING AND FLAILING IM SEEING MY ENDING ITS OVER AND OVER THE WALLS STARTED BENDING 
IM OPEN TO STARTING AGAIN BUT THERES NOTHING 
THE WORLD BECOMES DUST UNDERNEATH MY DEPRESSION 
HEARTS BEATING SLOWER AS I STARTED FENDING ALL FOR MYSELF WHAT GENIUS LESSON

@biv

Top class, any bitch with a flat ass,
Have this man feignin for the cat,
Pussy make this fucka runnin back,
Seems a fucka been cummin fast,
Pain misery, you feel that?
You expecting me to feel bad?
Below the belt, finna hit that,
Self respect get tossed back,
Don't be comin when she fall back,
Now's the time for the relapse,
Get out of pocket, get your jaw cracked,
Need a broad like a hole in the cap,
Thought maybe you would like that,
Ya body count been false facts,
Your life bluer than my ballsack,

If I take it back, attach, she throw it back,
Now that's a fact, to pass ya act, there's no attatch, and further more we notice that, you think you slick, you hold my jack, you hold my pack, my nuts in fact, I busted in and out just like the trap,
I got my smile like mask,

Fuckas gone get it poppin,
Dick swingin man, that shit knockin,
6 inches got ya bitch rockin,
Fuck the profit, I don't share pockets,
Call it what you want it, call it like I got it,
I see talk, but the walk is silent,
The walk is silent

Say what you need,
I'm just speaking peace,
Supreme class, 
I claim fuckery

Can't trust ya face, you place ya case, and blame the way you think, and what the people say, you dug ya grave, and can't escape, ya fold ya ways, don't come around, this ain't ya place, you waste of space, a mothafucka wanna play these games,

Take that bitch on a getaway,
Bitches pussy like a giveaway,
Brother man, do the runnin man,
Spend a 100 bands, if the bitch will stay,
We ain't never gonna be the same,
Another level like we Escalade, uh
You hold ya problems to escalate, uh
You hold ya problems to escalate, uh

You finna ghost that's fine now, yuh 
Had my brothers since 09, yuh
Never been trippin when it's go time, yuh
Only time you score, when it's foul line, yuh
Don't come around me or mines now, yuh
Don't come around me or mines now, yuh

I HATE MYSELF MORE THAN YOU (FEAT. BIV) [PROD. BIV]

Follow me on Instagram @makaveligodd

AVAILABLE ON ALL PLATFORMS

KILL AT WILL [PROD. ITSLOVELYMANE]

prod @pxlse & @dytenna
decided to stop working on an album (biohazard) for now, it drained my creativity & annoyed me. ill just continue with droppings singles for now. that means i can drop a song ~ every 2 weeks instead of letting yall wait for months. 

lyrics:
knife in your fucking back
kick back of my strap hit you in the neck
where you bitch at, put you off the track
ready to attack, weapons in my duffel bag
fuck rap i dont care 
give me my flow back
no cap never scared that i might be dead 
wearing only black
rather be dead than listening to your tracks


still dont feel nothing, still got no emotions 
bones just keep crushing, drown you in the ocean
blood is still rushing, i might need ibuprofen
never been social, hopefully death is approaching

IBUPROFEN [prod. PULSE + DYTENNA]

I should've been aborted
run upon u pullin sword
let it roll, aint insane
just a soziopath, sadist
an a fuckin fury
born in a wrong century
tryna catch my eye
ur sight goes right through me
bitch I'm burning all my life
heat keeps me of burning out
girl hang up the ambulance
an call the fuckin vatican
these headaches I've got
turned out beeing growing pains
of these horns 
tryna break through my forehead
catch me druggin up my nose
left right combo 
at ur face, nose broke 
bitch know ur fuckin place
wait, what the fuck was that 
somethin flew by next to ur head
then u spot me in the back
tryna hit ya wit a shuriken
that is what is up
druggin round the glock
packin socks wit stuff 
like I'm santa fuckin claus
yeah who u think u playin with
may I introduce
this is snakepitch black
super sayan triple six
codex till we die yeah
my bro's a bunch of pirates
sober what u mean bro
always on a mission
like stevey fuckin seagal
I do what I like, I do like to fight
bro bring ur whole click
I can take care of them all
don't blame on me 
that ur girl cut off her ear 
and sent it to me in a box
that shit ain't been my fault
so what the fuck u want
u won't get an excuse
I ain't do no shit like that
bring light, drop shadow
motor runnin twenty fo
exhausion ain't no option
bro I let go
endorphins gone
suicidal like a dolphin
I can make u suffer alot
but not as much as much as I do
brain shitstorm
mindmap, death in the center
erasin all the rest
grindin hella mad 
snakepitch for president
I push the red button straight

sittin on the edge of my couch
watchin snow for hours
cold sweat on my head
howlin hounds fuck up my sleep
the only thing I feel is pain
when I wake up paralyzed
wake up paralyzed
[2X]

WAKE UP PARALYZED

[PROD. ZYROM]

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@aveistrash
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[Verse: AVE]
A.V.E. was always an odd kid and not a shakespeare
Voices in my head telling dumb shit and disappear
Doesn't bother me at all since i can share them y'all
And turnin' these dumb words into bars to hear
Damn, that boy is spittin' the straight facts doe
Flowing my lyrics like i'm having a stroke
Lemme make my brain clean with a bar of soap
There's more randomness than it was supposed

[Hook: ELE & AVE]
Bitch, we don't need that
We are some random crackheads, bitch, we feeling undead
Get the fuck back or we starting a bloodbath
Get the fuck back or we starting a bloodbath
Bitch, we don't need that
We are some random crackheads
Bitch, we feeling undead
Get the fuck back or we starting a bloodbath

[Verse: ELE]
77 feels like the real shit, bitch i don't talk shit
I was here before i even wrote rap's
Bitch, i spitting straight facts
I don't want to listen to your fucking tracks, your beats are trash
I spit in your grandpa's ash
I got that gun, point on forehead
I'm a warhead, drop dead
I'm a psychopath, I'm a psychopath

[Hook: ELE]
Bitch we don't need that
We are some random crackheads
Bitch we feeling undead
Get the fuck back or we starting a bloodbath
Get the fuck back or we starting a bloodbath
Get the fuck back or we starting a bloodbath
Get the fuck back or we starting a bloodbath

[Outro: AVE]
Bitch, we don't need that
We are some random crackheads
Bitch, we feeling undead
Get the fuck back or we starting a bloodbath

GetTheFuckBack (ft.Ave)

Waiting rooms (D&V Ptsd)

music video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LTM_nrwUi_k

lyrics: https://genius.com/Softheart-as-i-am-lyrics

As I Am (music video in desc)

Production, mix and master by me

Lyrics:
Ok that shit no comrade 
So I cut that  off no contact
It’s like a stop in the main plan
Just a stain no Shots in the combat
kay I just hit contact
Link restored I’m forced to comeback uh 
Pretending I’m pinned like a thumbtack 
Ghost and swap my face it’s gone now 

Stay down 
Draw Erase my ranks, replaced out 
Been marked by crosses face blank  
Primitive issues are go!
You ramble the premise to promise imminent wishes 
Then Watch it go and I’m Watching it tank 
Watch heads spinning backwards, no stop 
Ideas in a vacuum, compact 
Repressed in a fabric, still have it, proudest imaginable 

Highest of the crits
Applied it on your wrist
I put that hype in the abyss 
With that face, need a lift 
Still making advances on my ship 
Kraken got his grip 
Pretend to not be losing all that shit when they Control the mission 

Feeling tempur pedic
Youre eating the seed and leaving even
All this indigestion You swallow it like a semen demon
Drown inside your ego Let Comfort in front of care 
You’ve been around the center soleaving just seems inept 

Kay
Acting like a bitch 
I see you 
Get it like a dog tag 
A cadette just get in the front end up meat 
No pincers in ability to pick you at the 
Autopsy
All in the back catch you when you walk up 
Enter you edge like the anthrax 
Counting your text like the mantras 
Chain mail effect like a transplant 
Thinking you're not going to catch up 
Let me the fuck off I can’t stop

THE SLEEPER ORDERED MUTINY, SO MUTINY IT IS

Production, mix and master by me
Feature from @mugetsu117
Lyrics:
[Istasha]
I discard a rat, get em fucking back 
Im a slave to karma, get me off of that.

[Mugxtsu]
Strait in the face of the fucker.
Damn me if I'm wrong I'm sorry.
Strait in the face of the fucker.
Damn me if I'm wrong I'm sorry.

[Istasha]
Cover my credit with broken bills I wish you pay me off 
Complain the remaining, I maim the savings under coveralls 
My legs in the back of the vault 
Runnin on mills they’re treading bricks over buildings hoping they fall out

[Mugxtsu]
Send me back, get me out. Ask the fuck about.
Motherfucking listen to me when I tell you to be there.
Hey stop, hands up, drop you fucking hand gun.
I don't wanna be the one who get the fucking head shot.

[Istasha]
Move out the back of my channel, I route it til the drywall is dry as a dialed plug that supplied it with no fucks 
Serviced as I tap into firewalls, end up pleasing the customers. 
Interactions still fake, scroll files for em

[Mugxtsu]
Send me out, I will go to own reality.

THE TRAIL RUNS COLD (with MUGXTSU)

Prod. by https://soundcloud.com/wendigowendigo

Arms up, hold up,
Talkin bout the lows enough,
It's only stuff, flexin ice
Let's not speak of the overdone,
Half these bitches like me dead bum,
I been the mold of the lesser chum,
Mold on the ceiling no income
We don't get funds,
They been dead for fun,


But I'm feelin like I need it yuh,

Rest off,
My cause,
Been lost,
Recharge,
Been soft,
Fuck cost,
Retard, 
My fault,
Too far?
Whack car,
Whack broad,
Fuck off,
Your loss,
My toss,
My cause,


I'm just touchy on the subject,
I can't heal myself yet,
Makes me slightly upset,
Banging out my fuckin chest,
Ain't quick enough to cop a vest,
Prayin for the worst, but still hopin for the best,
You more than less,
But same as the rest,
This I don't forget
Triple 6 across ya neck,
Don't ever run up on my set,
Only thoughts can keep me stressed,
You got no space in my flesh

I'm just touchy on the subject,
I can't heal myself yet,
Makes me slightly upset,


Fuckas talkin on the way, 
I'm steady sleepin away the day,
I'ma need to find a space today,
I ain't tryna see a single face
I just need my own fuckin space

Cost up,
Boy just shut the fuck up,
Head case,
You don't know us,

Cost up,
Boy just shut the fuck up,
Head case,
You don't know what's fucked up

See you rockin the stuff,
With the same mothafucks,
Talk is talk in my slums,
No one see me in slump,
And if I feel bad for a moment,
Never own it, I never chose it,
How the fuck you think I feel now?
Clawed to my face in the field now,
Different since the minute Sammy kicked me out the house,
I'm a goddman fuck up,
This was never supposed to be the come up,
Sleepin when the sun up,
I'm just tired of this shit I run up,
Never did it for the money, but I wanna,
I'm only human if we gonna,
Get to small talk then you can.....

I love myself more than I say,
Payday, only time a bitch do it my way,
No name, spread it down her chest like some face paint,
Fuck face, rat race runnin for the clout chase,

It's great to hear how much you love me,
I got no trust, no love, and no money,
But still ain't shit you take from me,
Bumb ass bitch,
I might flip and dip,
And won't tell you nothing


You a problemed child,
Talk ya talk, but can't walk the miles,
Fucka vile, I been steady wild,
I Need a minute, I don't need a while,

Keep it buck, it's all love, stay muzzled,
Treating my line like we been steady couple,
Boy you bes hop the fuck out of my troubles,
I'll fuck ya granny and raise you a uncle,

DOWNLOAD BEFORE I DELETE (PROD. BY WENDIGO)

Biv