produced by Netuh

Lyrics:
Hook:
Keep 'em sleepin’ on me got the beam up on the glock
Bitch I’m at yo door you ‘bout to hear the devil’s knock
Vecna in real life I know you hear that tickin’ tock
Always been A1 no bitch I ain’t no flippin’ floppa

I don’t keep friends cause these mothafuckas Judas
Like a lone wolf how a mothafucka do this
Lethal when I’m pickin’ up the up pen up I’m finessing like a set up and my choppa leave him wet up

Ima be the one they wanna be like yuh
See me Skywalkin’ on the dark side yuh
Man the myth the legend from the south side yuh
I be throwin’ shots up at the bar fight yuh

Verse:
Bitch I got my list I checkin’ names off of my paper
I’m Vader from the Sith they bout to feel bites from my saber
Eyes roll back inside my head I am the Undertaker
Drag ‘em down to hell and tell’em bitch I’ll see you later

Salt up on they wounds just like I’m Art the Clown
Devil down in Georgia bitch I’m in town
Man the myth the legend ima take dat crown
Suppressor on the barrel they don’t hear no sound

Bitch l’m blowin’ money but I make that back
Driven more than most so Ima make that bag
And if I’m throwin’ shots no I don’t take that back
Get up out yo feelings and go make that bag

Hands around your throat but that’s nothin’ new
Put you in that noose it look good on you
Come in with machete’s and I’m leavin’ with some bodies ima wash away blood bitch I don’t leave a clue

Comin’ up I never had a lot, no
Knew I had to make the money, pronto
Never did I wanna be John Doe
Another face up in the crowd but I am not no

What, what, bitch I don’t wanna know ya
What, what, I do this on my own ya
What, what, bitch I don’t wanna know ya
What, what, I do this on my own ya

Hook:
Keep 'em sleepin’ on me got the beam up on the glock
Bitch I’m at yo door you ‘bout to hear the devil’s knock
Vecna in real life I know you hear that tickin’ tock
Always been A1 no bitch I ain’t no flippin’ floppa

I don’t keep friends cause these mothafuckas Judas
Like a lone wolf how a mothafucka do this
Lethal when I’m pickin’ up the up pen up I’m finessing like a set up and my choppa leave him wet up

Ima be the one they wanna be like yuh
See me Skywalkin’ on the dark side yuh
Man the myth the legend from the south side yuh
I be throwin’ shots up at the bar fight yuh

MAN, MYTH, LEGEND

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MAN, MYTH, LEGEND (prod. Netuh)

My mind state is negative 
My bank account is negative 
Pessimistic kinda twisted thank the blood relative 
Need to pop a sedative 
Pains my representative 
My mind state is negative malevolent insensitive 

Doing dugs and getting rowdy 
Kill your mom up in her county 
Turn her body into ground meat 
Then I fuck her as a zombie 

Smoke a g and I get vile
Murk a priest a pedophile 
Leave your neck cut with a smile 
Negativity my style

I say I’m fine but it’s a lie 
A fire all inside my mind 

I’m not ok 
I’m just insane 
the negative is in my brain 
Telling me to take the thing 
End it all just with a bang 
You wanna chill? I wanna hang 
Rope around my neck is great 
I’m depressed and I’m irate 
Plant a bomb up in your cake 
All your lives I wanna take 
Forget joining a lonely grave 

Man I’m sick of being fake 
Feeling like a drunken waste 
Fighting through another day 
Hate seeing my lonely face 
Here I think I’m gonna break 
Smoking dope up at your wake 

My negative mind state 
I’m tryna make a mate 
I never find escape 
I’m destined for this fate 
Feel joy? That ain’t the case 
Yo fuck the human race 

I’m a fiend for a dopamine 
Doing drugs that make you scream
Just because it makes me me
Happiness is out of reach 
If you got ‘em I’m a leach 
Skin your face off like a peach 
Knife you up then make ya bleed  
Your killing I’m imagining

NEGATIVE

When I’m feeling kinda ill 
Then I kill again 
I had better pop a pill
Or I kill again 
Somebody get me Dr. Phil 
Imma kill again 
I be craving a cheap thrill 
So I kill again
This killa
Grinnin’ when I’m sinnin’
Yeah this villain never winnin’ 
I’m a genius hethen with my gat but I resort to cop killin’ 
evil fucker kills again it’s every other fucking moon 
If I’m mad or feeling bad I introduce you to ya tomb 

Cut you up don’t give a fuck gon’ get you slut kill you regardless
I be buckin’ with my shot gun bodies dropping it’s cathartic 
Psychopath turn you to ash I’m def insane for sure retarded 
Spillin’ blood is way too fun I paint a picture im an artist 
Often Skirmish rob my job I kill a punk I take out garbage 
Packed my chrome right to your dome your brain is gone so I’m the smartest  

I just like to kill a lot
Need success well here’s my shot 
I’m high as fuck my credits not 
Make the banker’s body drop 

Clean up bitch on Isle 4 I slam the door you on the floor you wanted more but you a whore I’ll send you up to meet the lord your screaming bleeding’s my reward I choke a mom with umbilical cord I’m jealous of your fucking corpse I’m scared to die I kill some more 

You sounding like a church shrew
Leave a knife stuck in your kids 
I never make bitch moves 
Fuck your clutching pearls bitch 
Fuck all of my virtue 
My thing stutter porky pig
Bomb a fucking church group 
Fuck confessing all my sins 

Sacrifice your fuckin’ mom 
Slice you up shit it’s no prob  
Nursing home I bring my gun 

Blast a ton and all for fun
I’m never done it’s just begun
I’ll kill your one and only son 
BPM soon down to none 
And me and Satan we are one

KILL AGAIN

Knock knock whose there
My bop pop you scared 
Your mama said
Your mama warned
Your mama said beware 
I got that glare light with a flare 
Now her blood is everywhere
And her skull is bashed that’s fair 
Your brains are gone goodbye despair 

People say I’m nice and I’m sweet and be me 
But if I just went and killed myself you’d all forget me in a week 
Don’t believe me, disagree? 
Stop and think you lil’ b 
When’s the last time that you shed a tear for the deceased? 
Or the people who’ve gone in the light and join a better place 
That’s right reality your strife we’re all a bitter waste 
I take the gat bullets I taste 
Metal kisses to my face 
Own my life at my own pace 
On my knees I start to pray 
Realize god don’t hear me mane 
God don’t even know my name 
He’s demanding all my praise
he’s ok with beating slaves 
Faking choice option 2 flames 
God is claiming I’m deranged 
He tells his people rape and maim
Turn or burn? God you insane 

(knock knock)

I know just who I am
And I know just who I want to be 
They’re conflicting, all restricted, 
So it makes them enemies 
If I’m bitching, cope with sickness, 
Rip your face off chimpanzees 
Creeper itching blow with quickness 
Shit your space up you a Steve 

Motherfuckers really wanna go toe to toe with this foe bring it bro fine tic tac toe 
I take my blade fee fi fo fum 
Make a fucking punk hit the ground act dumb 
Drunk on murder bitch red rum 
Make ya fucking granny bitch drink my cum 
Every single day it’s like I gotta fucking think about it 
Will I ever even cash checks? I doubt it
Motherfuckers all up in a ditch. I found it  
Treat her like a bithfit, fuck, you grounded 
I got all this shit when punk get surrounded 
Cutting off ya crib with a pump you astounded 
Tryna find ya bitch you a chump and she drownin’ 
I don’t even flinch when you slump you confounded
I’ll never get rich in a dump kill accountants 
bullets gonna spit when my check starts bouncing 
Then a motherfucker gonna cut compounded 
Leaving everybody all fucked well-rounded
I ain’t even gonna fucking knock I’m pounding 
You a little piggy I’m a wolf I’m growlin’

KNOCK KNOCK

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Counter Cawk Wise

Counter Cawk Wise Fm 150bpm

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Cawk's Triumph

Big Cawk Beats - Cawk's Triumph Cmin 138bpm

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Chainsaw Cawk Massacre

Big Cawk Beats - Chainsaw Cawk Massacre Emaj 90bpm

NIGHTS LIKE THIS (feat. Bradster X)

Lyric video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x6Mb89c1KX0

Verses written/performed by: Bradster X
https://genius.com/Bradster-x-marijuana-high-vibes-lyrics
https://twitter.com/BradsterX316
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCNK606CGdhVXovE0cp3HdsQ
https://www.audiomack.com/artist/bradsterx316
https://soundcloud.com/brad-marshall-979044641/tracks
https://hearthis.at/bradsterx316-6j/
https://www.instagram.com/bradsterx/
http://www.soundclick.com/bands/default.cfm?bandID=1414556



Hook written/performed by: Coop

https://soundcloud.com/william-cooper-969921130


Production: RP Beats 

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Photo credit: 
https://www.instagram.com/rockyjreed/ (thanks for the amazing artwork)

Marijuana high vibes
Wise guy, low eyes 
Mission on the mic
Blow wide closed minds
I show promise
At least I show signs
You can't find
A single dude to co-sign
My side or no side
My side's the bad side
Need a scapegoat
I'm the bad guy
Can't ride in my ride
Ya know why? I don't drive
No ride
I'm the one you see roadside
Listenin' to "Slow Ride"
Walk where there's no light
Doin' anything I can for a Klondike
Tight like a bowtie
Flow right, ya know why
I own mine
Mother fucker I devote time
Sometimes
I nosedive into low tides
Other times I
Slide through to the goal line
Rhymes like they came from a coal mine
Dirty
No ghostwrite, came from my own mind
Just turned thirty
Sniffin' that fishscale Snow White
Waitin' on a line like load times
Pot knocked me down like a clothesline
So high like I rope climb, have mercy! 


Twist it up or pack it
He'll take a smoke

He would help you out but
He's just too broke

He's just a regular who
Wants to get high

He'll do what he has too
Just to get by


I'm not a wizard but peep it
I'm tryna Slitheryn yer chamber of secrets
On her knees like she's prayin' for Jesus
Your bitch, she's drainin' my penis
I grind only the finest
To get my mind right
Eyes red to the iris
Twist fine dust, I puff
Sniff stuff, I love
Relax, lie flat like papyrus
Write raps to tight tracks
Side track with night caps
Veer left, on the right track
I take the bike path
Sip Jack and sit back
Slip tabs and drift fast
Pills rattle in the bottle
Shit sounds like Tic-Tacs
Every track I'm slayin' a beast
Alone with headphones 
While I'm playin' a beat
Never slack or look back
Brad's playin' for keeps
Hit a joint, at the point
Where the chorus repeats


Twist it up or pack it
He'll take a smoke

He would help you out but
He's just too broke

He's just a regular who
Wants to get high

He'll do what he has too
Just to get by

Marijuana High Vibes

Bradster X & Coop  - Marijuana High Vibes (Prod. RP Beats)

https://linktr.ee/official_bradster_x 

Greatest Kills and Missed Hits OUT NOW

Pittsburgh, PA 

One half of Bradster X and Coop and solo artist from Pittsburgh

An eclectic variety of music that includes Alternative Hip Hop/Horrorcore/Synthwave/Pop and whatever the fuck else I wanna do

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Bradster X & Coop - Marijuana High Vibes (Prod. RP Beats)

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