CHRONIC SACK BL8DEZ X BUMBOI (Prod.BUMBOI)

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi
Produced by Vince.m10

lyrics:
I been liftin
make that bitch contrition
I been sippin while i listen
Got conditions on my missions
Aint no way that you could hit it
Smash out bit wit kiddies
What the fuck
I be done with normal women
I like xans in double cups

Rusted out beater
cockback heater
onomatopoeia
Wouldnt wanna be you
Text her twice but the bitch dont see ya
touch my pay this boy gone meet ya
Did 3 lines now I cant call her
Dam that bitch want me to call her
Tell my homie he got that pass
I aint fuckin wit a bitch that need closure

Cops wanna go in my backpack
26 year I aint had that
Slap that man if he try that
Pussy ass boy you can find where ya dad at
Sittin at the bottom of a lake when he tried that
Respect my place and candor
I be spooky wit my rizz
They gone call that shit haunted manors
Give me motion

Wait (repeat)
This when you turn it up!!

Yall can repeat what u hear in songs
I been sippin dirty
I aint pourin liquor shots
I be sippin cheap ass 40s
Yea I done lost some my homies
To the streets and overdosin
And the girlies like me more
When I dont control my emotions



Im gone crash out  a club so grab yo gun I hope its poppin
When the smoke rises above yo heads im up there milly rockin
I got options do not think because I stopped that I wont rock em
I be 10 toe stand on business while these pussy call me monster

Im mister Top dropper
Im mister Pop Popper
I got som hot toppers
That gone blow whole noggin

Gone tell that hoe stop it
I got some drugs mobbin
Go tell that pussy blog it
Go write some hot topics

I got some hot profits
I got some crazy dockets
My shit on coast n coast
My iphone stay poppin

I wonder why they knock it
Long nights illegal profits
I tried to shut down
I restart with way more knowledge

And now Im
Killin shit
Bigger dick
Forcin fucks to admit it
Im Celibate
Drinkin shit
Ima pop a perc in it

Perkin +Vince.m10

written / performed by @blckbrds x @dubich
produced by @zyllerbeats
engineered by @tumaggz x dubich

FEAR OF WHO?

FEAR OF WHO? w/ Dubich

prod. @aragoth_die
written / performed by @gullyspit & @blckbrds
engineered by Gullyspit & @tumaggz

FISHRIB

STOMACH ON E

SPOTIFY

STOMACH ON E W/ BL8DEZ X NIKKO (PROD. VEINN)

written / performed by @blckbrds, @tumaggz
prod. @zepelinbeats & @zyllerbeats
engineered by tuMaggz

tuMaggz x Blckbrd - ERROR

prod. Michael Link

Lyrics:

(NIKKO)
This is what it sounds like before the bomb drops 
Pay attention to me class this the school of hard knocks 
A little liquor in his flask and he think he hot shot Wanna pop shit 
Ironic that fire ball is also what I shot outta my Glock clip 
Pussy what up 
Forgot the block will fuckin bang 
Well then let me remind ya 
We came in the game 
Not just to change it but get these lames up out the way 
And sink our fangs into the veins of ALL who’ve ever felt the pain of being outcasted 
These whack rappers wouldn’t know action if it attacked em 
They all actors in reality they getting plastered and failed to impact what actually matters 
Take a look into my eyes baby
Tell me I’m cappin 
One glance upon my way 
That is all it took I ain’t down to turn the page 
I’m an open book 
And iah prolly blow your brains before I show you love
It’s a cold world really who am I to trust ? 
Dark nights will turn to day but they won’t wake up 
Their deaths a product of the hate i been building up 
I won’t lie it would be a shame for you to die right now 
It would strip me of my way to take aggression out 

(DAEGHO)

This is what it sound like before the wolves feast
Cold nights, hot heads, no rest, no sleep I’ve seen kids turn ‘to ghosts over pride too cheap And a father lose faith when the ends don’t meet

Uh oh
You see the devil is an imitator
Uh oh
Serpent on your turf, the infiltrator
Uh oh
Tempting you to fall into temptation
Now the revelations come to light, unveiling

But I done really witnessed brothers draw lines no coming back from A chalk stain on the pavement where the pact was done I seen boys become men early cause their dad was gone The battle still lingers, but the war has just begun

I’m the split deep in the mountain
The slit between the stone  The crow up on the carcass picking meat from the bone 
The back of the hammer right to your temple, no forgiveness in the blow Shinigami move my pen
Yeah this my DeathNote
Uh

Wananananana
Nanananana
Wananananana
Waka waka ooh
Wananananana
Nanananana
Wananananana

Listen, this is the silence before the lightning storm breaks loose Cold winds, cold hearts, mercy, no truth I've seen love fade to ash when loyalty’s abused Mama’s tears falling cos her dreams were confused

I’m the crack up in the mirror, look me in the face The scary little book of truth come on now turn the page Now listen to the evil, sick and twisted, distant signals From the screeches of the wicked sinners in the abyss of pain

Wananananana
Nanananana
Wananananana
Waka waka ooh
Wananananana
Nanananana
Wananananana

SONIC IMMINENCE

SONIC IMMINENCE (ft. NIKKO & DAEGHO)

Vocals by 9INETY2WO
Written & Recorded by 9INETY2WO
Produced by Lonely Boy
Mixed & Mastered By 9INETY2WO

jamaica freestyle

TALKING SHIT (PROD. GENTLE BEATZ)

~Sometimes Lyrics~

Ke:
*hook*
I be living life sometimes xX

-verse-
On sight i address her like your highness
I was
Hoping for a night turn it into norhing more than a quick lifetime
I could be your lifeline
Lil dime i could be your light crime
Ain’t gone take what ain’t mine
But what you give i won’t rhyme
We could take a nice ride
Lil trip past sky line
We just a blip of our kind
I won’t fight what excites ya
Days end i still chase mind
Ill find inner likeness
Shine through grime
Pines living like us
No cold blue down
 No soul too drowned
Burned coal blew clouds
That u won’t shoot down
Old soul new town
Won’t fold, won’t crown
Any fucker think he living righteous
That ain’t like us,
Battle with the vipers, saddle up to gavels, 
Looking up above, don’t let em bury me im not done,
Every second breathing air up in this open world I’m getting closer
Freedom from reproach, i introduced a girl to a ghost and men ain’t heard me boast they cut me off before i toasted
All glory to the most all joy what inspoked us
Devil been close but we choke him like the force does,
Skywalking, high above the flies and the roaches
All I ever needed was some time to inspire like the Lord does,
They wanna put they knives in the eyes of the guys that im close to
Thats why we gotta slide when the fire getting bolstered,
We the type to make you die without a fight without a holster
All faith all grind, like the docs and the soldiers
Never doubt got a soul in him
*hook*

Pmill:
-verse-
Surround myself by sum bread winners 
Whatchu say to me u is jus a beginner 
Yu soft as fuck and u switching genders 
More kid then sum chicken tenders 
Make u my son u feeling tender  
Take out ya whole nation like imma fire  bender 
Yeah u try my bitch but u could never get her 
No matter all the money u tryna lend her 
Gang pull up on u like the avengers 
Ouu damn that's when shit got horrendous 
I'm fuckin stingy taking all yo binjis dont forget the Penny
I'm the type to go n sell a kidney 
Down to catch a body jus in case someone tryna top me 
Yu get beat like you Rodney 
W bitch n we bonding 
Wrapped her up in Versace 
Wearing a sheisty but never did nun grimey 
Don't fw that Cashapp so u Kno u gotta chime me 
Blowing in the air, smoking on that kamikaze 
Don't try to compare, bitch I'm dope with or without it 
It ain't fair, Yu too sweet like a brownie 
Cash on yo hair, turn yo ass to a bounty 
Yu a snitch straight to the county 
I'm too busy up in my climate. 
N all my business I'm minding 
We sit back n we reclining 
Plug hit my phone perfect timing. 
Purple punch help me unwind yea  
N the stars is where I'm climbing 
So if u wanna try me imma barber u getting lined up  
Ammunition like Arnold 
Make ya shit look like Donald 
I'm flyer then the damn cardinals 
U black n white like a bar code 
U drop the soap like where the bar go 
I'm packing ships like it's cargos  
Feeling like my life is narcos 
Hope Ion get caught we'll see how far I go
I love this lil weed like it's  my Christmas present  
Straight of the scale and smoke me lil veggie 
Hit it too hard u get u a lil resin 
I'm sitting here hanging w felons 
They quick to go bust ya melon  
They carrying lethal weapons   
Scratch that up off the schedule, no need to get together we Kno u ain't ready 
Jump off the stage like I'm Kevin, hope I don't break my damn neck man  
Made for this shi cuz I'm writing 9 -7 
Me n this mic a match made up in heaven
*Hook*

Ke:
-verse-
Ok so you ain’t know me, I let u know before you hold me there ain’t much about me holy
I’m the type to go expose you to a dangling expulsive from the formal ceremony,
Catch you nosey, got your nose,
Hold it high so you can’t poach it,
I be up when cattle roasting,
Never had been out with ranching
Still ain’t ever put it down,
Guess im boy without the cow
Northerners been asking bout the house
With a global share of doubts
They know ab the whiskey
They ain’t know about the town,
Only log up in the cabin this one I’m laying now
Got the leather…

tuMaggz x Blckbrd - ERROR

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