DR. BLADE (prod. VILEX)

@jamesgorczyca1
art by @crustgooch

lyrics:
Yeah
I pull up on everybody
In yo section
I'm a weapon I don’t need
No protection
We sending shots in every
General direction
If you riding round with cxrpse
Know you good,
Why you stressin

I go harder than whoever on the track
If they talking down on gang then
Whoever getting smacked
Think I had too much to drink
I might just have a heart attack
You could call me what you want
But you could never call me whack
Chris Paul with the ball
Bitch im tryna be the MVP
Wanna buy a crib and flex on those
Who wanna envy me
Know a lot of niggas who
Just wanna be the enemy
You could try yo best but you could never
Match my energy
 [hook]

Maybe drink a little
Maybe smoke a little
A nigga tryna have some fun before I die
Im tryna eat good
No more struggle in this life
Pushin every hatin ass nigga
To the side
You see I do a lot of shit now
Cuz I can
I could kill a man with my bare fucking hands
Overlord cxrpse
You don’t stand a fucking chance
I don’t wanna see you look in my direction
Not a glance

[hook]

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NO PROTECTION(PROD.JAMES GORCZYCA)

Lyrics:

check my shoes i just stepped in shit
my view, im @ the precipice
boo said im too possessive i might need an exorcist
fuck ya high horse im flyin by on my pegasus
what im writing fire like  a devils kiss
been the gold medalist for so long touch me n get tetanus
greatest rapper of all time yu cant evade the evidence
cant emulate the excellence
im a chauncey supremacist
never chauncey for president
but chauncey gone represent betterment to the death of him
if its worth sayin bredren say it with emphasis
juxtaposition anint just a position 
supposed to expose the elegance
art a part of everything
reckless preferences is effortless
imagine what you could inspire by putting effort in
Why you so sensitive alleged men presented like they been sippin on estrogen
bro been known to grow and roll his own medicine
Prone to bone with strokes tender as venison 
Never the most relevant 
Always the most genuine 
The crow knows how cold a soul grows in lone temperament
Never too old to behold untold messages 
Love is the sentiment Im hoping to bestow in adrenaline soaked residents 
Rushing to play games they could never win
Toking toxic toads to erode faux woes of our settlement
Implode my own mental meddling with messy mescaline 
I Rode the dose and hoped it would never end 
my heart beating at a deficit
decayin praying on a exodus
in  this day n age remainin sane been stressin him
still resonant messages infest the penmanship
my next of kin depend on it
and so do i
a soldiers eyes
is known to cry
low a behold
a hopeless sight
i toe a line
of so divine
and no revival
ya soul can show you the whole view
go behold a eyeful
i cant console my rival
eye am my own disciple 
and as i load my rifle
i put the scope to god
upon a second thought
i just wrote a song about how everyone on earth could get along
but it didnt sell a single copy
but it didnt sell a single fucking copy

chauncey supremacist +prod. be franky+

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