A song for a Halloween mixtape by ME MOFUKER

SHADE!

YEN! (unfinished)

zolid smoking session (v.1)

ZMOKING SECTION!

This was quick and I wasn’t in the mood at the time but the delivery was the best I’d done yet so I just released it to you guys for now. It’ll be back better than ever I promise

NO RETURNS              (original snippet)

ZOLID THE KID- YEN! (unfin-2)

YEN!

ZOLID THE KID-NO PRESSURE           (unfinished)

My favorite of my newer songs (april 8th 2023)



Lyrics-

I been cruisin I been boolin wit yo ho I heard yo name was tackett and I heard your fuckin broke
The way you swing that gun around I thought you was a joke
The way you threw my name around it’s like I’m in yo throat 
You choke

I be smokin on a Sunday afternoon 
No matter how relaxed I am you call me fuckin rude 
And as I pass this blunt around I’m never duckin dude
Yuh ever meet me face to face I’ll knock you out yo shoes
You lose

I been cheesin with this pussy on my face
I swear to god I’m high but I love queens lace
Yeah I caught dat vibe but I sleep dat pace
Baby please don’t cry baby keep yo faith
Good faith

(I been swerving)
I’m out of control - bitch I’m swervin
Headed for the sky but you headed for the surface
Call it my disguise you can’t see through my bullshit
Feel it in my eyes bitch I’m high you don’t do dhit

Gold 
I been lookin fresh like gold
Feel it in my chest let go
I feel like the best you know
When I’m gettin pressed you fold
When it got addressed you told

You can sit up in the front bitch no keys
Cause you love the way I stunt bitch big cheese
I can tell it when you front it’s cra-zy
So let’s roll another blunt get la-zy

QUEENS LACE               (original snippet)

was sick as hell. I’ll never record this song again probably shit was ass. Stories get told in songs to express an emotion you receive as you please and at your own leisure. This song did that it just came to quick I didn’t have the talent. 


You are not
Who I thought you were
Now I’ve lost you babe
Forever more

I feel I can’t breathe no more I hang my heart up on that door

 I feel my love it’s such a chore death from above god what a bore I’m sore I pour shit in my bottle full throttle but you’ll never know. Let it go. Yes I’m broke.  My heart froze. Yuh. 

fuck all yo reasons I feel my pain in all seasons explosive ghosted the feels that I’m boasting coastin whatever I’m smokin token of pain feel I’m broken why do I act like im chosen stepping from brother to brother acting like you’re undercover
so I get on the move like the mugen there ain’t no choosing I’m loosing my screws are loose and I lost it I’m tying my noose my closet it hides my abuse my casket holds the dire youth I told the truth my note just take it to keep my weak heart from breaking

Stone cold like Medusa I shouldn’t have tried ta seduce her even when I ball feel I’m the loser I’m gettin closer to death. Heavy breath. Heaven sent. Break my neck. Yuh. 

Hangin up from the ceiling I’m starting to lose all feeling reeling back I catch the table I know I’ll never be stable never able to understand the fables up front I’m labeled as a villain and I choose not to take the pill cause I’m lazy Im goin crazy ~hit pen~

Who am I
To judge you babe
I Lost my heart
So Take your aim
So Who am I
 to judge you babe
And justify 
What you did to me

Hangin up from the ceiling I’m starting to lose all feeling reeling back I catch the table I know I’ll never be stable never able to understand the fables up front I’m labeled as a villain and I choose not to take the pill cause I’m lazy Im goin crazy I’m dazed (he hit that pen too hard) im feelin sleezy getting wheezy three gram blunt hits in the precinct bitches teasing I’m wheezing I find it appeasing to break down these inner feelings in my rhymes one at a time commit like crimes to my relationship 

Trust is currency and you been broke and you’re in debt with me in debt to me you promised yo life away let me get back on topic I’ll take Glock and I cock it I bleed and it don’t stop I’m coming out on top alive and I won’t rot 

I hate this kinda sensation of weeding out my relations  haste and hospitality should make the man come out of me I build this fake reality inside my minds localities 

You are not 
Who I thought you were
Now I lost you babe 
Forever more
So who am I
To judge you babe
I lost my heart
So take your aim

All of these problems I feel like I’ll never solve them Im Sittin here and I’m solem all cause I probably caused them I wrap it up with some gauze it’s not that bad Hol up pause I take that back that shit smarts and so I’m smackin these carts 












but I’m still broken in shards I’m tokin smoke to seem hard I don’t cut up with card I slit my wrist with these shards I’m taken back and I’m gone long gone I’ve been gone dead wrong YOURE wrong dead wrong fuckin hearing your song I’m gone so long

i was sick as fuck yall can have this.

ZOLID THE KID - NO RETURNS

It isn’t perfect yet

!WILD WEST!
Like a shotgun to the beast through the belly
I can feel it in my stomach when you say dat you love me
I can tell the little ways that you play me for a dummy
You can tell I’m embarrassed so don’t tell nobody
Yeah I stumbled on these raps but I hit the ground running
I can show you all duh way to bring dis real rap back
N I don’t fuck wit pussy boys all I do is smoke wacks 
And bitch you know I mean wit guns I ain’t talking bout wax

But I got duh smoke rings in the air by the tenfold
An I can tell the way that you think bitch it’s simple
Come and fuck wit me you get popped like a pimple
I know you be hurt by my raps I’ll be gentle

You love the way I’m rhyming agree?
Oh bae you caught a little vibe come and listen to me
I think I need a bigger coat the way I’m switching degrees
Cause bitch I moved to hotter weather while you started to freeze
Bitch I’m 100 degrees 


(This is my Wild West let me load my gun
I can feel it on my face that’s the morning sun
This a six shooter bitch I’m gon have some fun
This is my Wild West let me load my gun)

Spurs on duh beat cause I kicked dat tempo
Only spittin raps since a wee October 
Sturdy on my feet I won’t be knocked over
Bothered by you kids I’m at weenie hut sober
Dopemine for me make me feel much better
Feel it in my veins but it make my head hurt
See it in yo face that you feel that pressure
Markings on my face this a cowboy western

Listen here bitch this the legend of the Z 
You can hear it in the voice of the morning breeze
This is my Wild West so bitch come with me 
I unload my gun then I start to cheese

My raps be smooth as a Tennessee walker 
Invading your lannnndddd like a god of war drauger 
Bitch yo gettin red like it got much hotter
See you gettin froggish but this ain’t leap frogger
Feel it my chest ciggy pull much longer
Diamonds on my wrist but they drip like water
I can hear you say that queens lace went harder 
Gotta keep duh pace or mah life get shorter

Bitch I’m pullin punches you take “left rights left rights
Spot you in the middle of the street light moonlight
Smiling while I stomp you spittin goodnight goodnight
Crimson bottom cletes I got duh Cool Nikes cool nikes
And I can’t       just wait to die 
Never standin on two feet would be suicide
So imma rap until the day that I lose my life
This is my Wild West and I’ve lost my mind

WILD WEST! (unfinished)

Let’s get it 
Contact me @ 0.zolid.0 on insta 

I’m working to get better I’ve been having fun with it staying on that grind yurrrr

ZOLID THE KID

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