iTunes / Spotify

Bounce (prod. LeCrieDeGuerre)

Now available on iTunes, Spotify, and Google Play

Production by swirl
Percussion editing and vocal mixing by brvdfxrd

iTunes

i fucking hate vodka freestyle (prod. swirl)

The Party (prod. Dran Fresh)

i wun thinking freestyle (prod. COLE THE KING)

pussy ass niggas acting like that cant hit that last lil bit
Prodcution by 1998 
Percussion edited and vocals mixed by OOTRE

SMOKE ROACHES Freestyle (prod. 1998)

Video:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lx0bm6Ytc44
Now available on iTunes, Spotify, and Google Play

Remix of Where's the Blow by Ski Mask the Slump God

So Easy [Ski Mask the Slump God remix] (prod. KHAROU) *VIDEO LINK IN DESC*

Now available on iTunes, Spotify, and Google Play
Production: brvdfxrd
S.O. to JMSN and BLRRY for the samples.

Featuring Artists:
@pureknowledge
@theyoungmizukage
@casualtfromthe517

IDGAF (feat. PURE KNOWLEDGE, YOUNG MIZUKAGE, & CASUAL T) prod. BRVDFXRD

Now available on iTunes and Google Play
Production: BRVDFXRD
https://soundcloud.com/theyoungmizukage

HUNNIDS ON A... (feat. Young Moe)

Now available on iTunes and Google Play

Production: https://soundcloud.com/godbev
Featuring Artist: https://soundcloud.com/troue-879287460

The Check (feat. TROUE) prod. GODBEV

Video Link: https://youtu.be/WPuZTGOLUMM
Featuring Artist: https://soundcloud.com/kelton-nochill-hutchison

monster soft, he hidd en mist

MXNSTERSOFTHEHIDDENMIST (feat. Mobbs Radical) prod. ESKRY *VIDEO LINK IN DESC*

Production by: https://soundcloud.com/akalucid
bitch i dont got time for your other plans

Po It Up (prod. A.K.A Lucid)

Featuring Artist: https://www.instagram.com/nowaysashaj/
Follow me on social media:
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can't stop thinking (feat. JØ) prod. Yusei

Production by: https://soundcloud.com/godbev
Lyrics: https://genius.com/Brvdfxrd-walk-lyrics
Follow me on social media:
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https://twitter.com/brvd_cccxiii

WALK (prod. GodBev)

Production: https://soundcloud.com/godbev
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TBMT

BULLSH!T (prod. GodBev)

https://itunes.apple.com/us/artist/brvdfxrd/1335848527

Prodcution; https://soundcloud.com/godbev
Social Media: 
https://www.instagram.com/brvdfxrd/
https://twitter.com/brvd_cccxiii

Bitch I'm on iTunes

GRAVEDIGGER (prod. GodBev)

Production: https://soundcloud.com/provisionbeats/

Follow me on insta:
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CRAZY (prod. Provision)

Sample from EPROM - Center of the Sun
Percussion and Vocals - BRVDFXRD

revamped the first song I ever recorded 3 years ago. decided to give it another shot...

OG: https://boetmusic.bandcamp.com/releases

KINGDOM COME freestyle (prod. EPROM)

EATDEMONS - YUNG HEELFLIP & BRVDFXRD (prod. KHAED & GODBEV)

lets get this rollout started...
https://www.instagram.com/brvdfxrd/

Apple/Spotify

SWURVE (prod. GODBEV)

Apple & Spotify

KILLSWITCH (prod. GODBEV)

ENDOFTIME feat. Squidnice (prod. GODBEV)

Causal flex
Ain't no bowflex
Racks on racks, nigga this the whole set 
Casual flex 
I'm the coach, yeah
Keep it wet in my step like a cold sweat 

Hit that drum, then I hit that dumb
Reflex on, till a bitch get numb
Shit go off, mufucka sit down 
Ayo, woosah, say no more 

Money flex a lot and moving like it should 
I bust her back end open, say I do it like I would 
Just another cunning nigga gunning through the hood
Keep ‘em all checking, force to reckon and I could just 
Roll up that backwood, Give me some slack 
Know I don't fuck witcha, don't act surpri’
Stay on the side if you don't wanna fry
But shout to my dawg, they gon' bark when they fire 
Got the bands in the back
Got the hoes in my lap 
Got my woes sippin Ac’
Bitch you know where it's at 
And it's more than a act 
Like a portrait attack 
I'm endorsing endorphins so ohh step back 
Ohh step back, Ohh step back, 
Ohh step back, critical flex, yeah
Mr. Bombastic, ain't he fantastic 
Saint Laurent fiend on my feet and my jacket 

Casual flex 
Cut the whole check 
Money talk like a preteen hoe, yeah
Casual flex
Fuck a pose, yeah
To my toes, keep it froze, let it go, yeah

I ain't throwing a fit, I'm tryna throw ‘em off the fit 
I keep it clapping every night, pops till the daylight 
Cops with the headlight, mother fuck twelve right?
I ain't doing shit, just a nigga with his head right 
Yeah right, yeah right, fucking with the best, right 
I ain't talking press, but the magazine impressive 
Low cal, stay tight
Gassed up, yay-high 
Master Bruce fly 
No cap, no boost, aye
Looney tune, It ain't nothing new
Space jam, monstar with the moves 

Causal flex
Ain't no bowflex
Racks on racks, nigga this the whole set 
Casual flex 
I'm the coach, yeah
Keep it wet in my step like a cold sweat 
Casual flex 
Let me work, yeah 
9 to 5, I'm the Don, Bring the hearse in 
Casual flex 
From the dirt, yeah
To the top, with the green like it's Earth Day

Casual Flex (prod. ESKRY)

BRVDFXRD:
https://www.instagram.com/brvdfxrd/
https://twitter.com/brvdfxrd_

FLOWERS OF NARNIA:
https://www.instagram.com/flyingroach



I got foes yeah, Keep it on the low 
Heater got a cold, bitcha Sneeze and you knows
Bodies in a row from the pole, fusbol, yeah  
Nigga wanna fight? Told your girl let me know. Awww
I ain't talking shit || But i sipped a fifth
End ya in ya slumber || Aiming at yo crib 
Ignorant as shit so know I plead the fifth  
Roulette on revolver || pray it plead the 6th 
And i got the shine || this ain't juice (this angel)
Wet your paradigm like some blondes in a pool
Niggas acting blind || light up the room
show me love like I died and i hopped out a tomb 

aye aye 
Aye, we are not the same 
Stay up in your lane 
Niggas say i changed
Only difference: i got change 
What you gotta say 
What you gotta say 
All up in my way, fucking lame
This shit that Midas touch
Somethn like that finest dust 
Somethn to let that soul glo
Somethn make that molly whop  
This shit that Midas touch
Somethn to make that body rock
Somethn to make that counter flip 
Somethn make that Häagen-Dazs

Oh oh 
Oh shit, came in on a low tip
I don't wanna fold yet 
Born to enforce, so the law son of me, see 
We ain't going Dutch, here, i just wanna cut  
Want me in her Nether (another) now we playin double dutch
Gotta keep it clean now, fowl with the shit 
Flood-in-it up, scrub-a-dub with the wrist 
Walk in the function, like fuck it no list 
Came with a dime, so that ass making sense 
It's a long way from the gram to the weigh in (way in)
Ain't about scale, just the fucks you been payin 
Underground king i don't need affidavit
Grown man bars, you just gotta take it 

Aye, we are not the same 
Stay up in your lane 
Niggas say i changed
Only difference: i got change 
What you gotta say 
What you gotta say 
All up in my way, fucking lame
This shit that Midas touch
Somethn like that finest dust 
Somethn to let that soul glo
Somethn to make that molly whop  
This shit that Midas touch
Somethn to make that body rock
Somethn to make that counter flip 
Somethn to make that Häagen-Dazs

MIDAS (prod. flowers of narnia)

RIGHT2IT (The Rain) prod. GODBEV

Produced by BRVDFXDD 
 nearly 3 old recording, just needed to put out

untitled 3

https://www.instagram.com/brvdfxrd/
https://www.instagram.com/realgodbev/
Intro sample: https://youtu.be/J7ptjNDzHEk

Get Down

Ain't no doubt I'm the thump of the function 
So long as my heart beat, i go dumb shit 
Ain't no relay, i dont pass, you knew that 
Nigga too bad, might go cop a new bag 
Uh, On yo head like a mufuckin durag 
Choke that bitch out, said she want a crew neck 
Ain't no way around me cuz da Tahoe like a duplex
Boy you galosh, walking like a bootleg
Uh, You might need a rain check and Ibuprofen
Cuz I'm profane, cussing out the whole game 
And you heard the slogan... Get like me 
Fix ya face, nigga brace is an option 
Universal, tu no quieres papi
Tranquille, reste loin de moi, oui

Getting late 
That shit is all want 
A-okay
Girl you know what I'm on 
Get away 
I'm just being honest 
No i cant promise
I can do balance
Tween you and dollars
Know I'm a hustler, baby, I get down

No cap, niggas saying no cap
Like they ain't frontin, fix ya lid to the front now 
Fucking up the front line, that mean fuck a cosign
I been on my lonesome, no loan took a toll, nah
Niggas on the bench ah, uh fucking left out
Doing suicides from the baseline, you jogging 
Imma fucking baller, head shot caller
Sir, call me coach || Ken Carter
Bitch take my order, i been wanting all that 
You been talking naughty, got coal in your stocking
Got me off topic, aw please stop it
Money on my mind, Nevermind all that Ho shit 
(oh shit)

Getting late 
That shit is all want 
A-okay
Girl you know what I'm on 
Get away 
I'm just being honest 
No, i cant promise
I can do balance
Tween you and dollars
Know I'm a hustler, baby, I get down

GETDXWN (prod. GODBEV)

Composed by BRVDFXRD
samples george kranz and dg

Passion of the Christ
Love was only nice
When it wasn't bout death and only rolling dice
I take my own advice
I'll be the poltergeist
And be the talk of the rest these niggas, on my life

All my life M A Niac is all i been 
Do a lap, do another track it all depends 
On what it worth, underground, so you know i planned it 
Bandit, mask up so they understand it
Like Pimp C nigga, you could never overstand me 
I'm transient, vanishing, You think you ain't half of that?
Ain't take shit for granted, 
Ain't too grand when you get ran a mock
Casual, Blame it on the blamming up

Hate when you top, hear some nay from the bott'
Talking low cuz on yo name cuz you float different 
I ain't got enough time fix the lens on my watch 
What you think? B-Rad got some for you?
Shit, I got nun but some love for you 
Hope that's enough to get above, for you 
Cuz bein on the ground all the time such a waste, dog 
Why you think i came in as a Dove, nigga?

M A N I A
M A N I A
M A N I A
This my fucking place 
M A N I A
M A N I A
M A N I A
Ain't no fucking game 

Guess I'm here to stay,
Shiiit, and i fixed a plate, uh
Look where I'm standing, I can't evn stand me 
Pimping, i walk with a cane, uh 
Maniac, uh 
Many still try and don't make it back
Maybe it's cuz they just piggyback 
Don't know how manage so mans had to cap it to hide the fact that he manufact, uh
And he was built with a handicap
I wasn't made, I was grown nigga 
Lotus, but came from the stone nigga 
Crack in the pavement I'm gone, 
Shit, they might ev'call dis rock and roll, huh
Boiling the pot like I'm on, 
Steady too hot, got you watching the stove, huh

I feel the pressure is on, closing my eyes and I'm never alone,  
Maybe dat hit was to strong, daydreaming thinking bout all that I want,
And about all that i don't, fuck being broken and fuck being broke, yeah 
Young and I'm angsty, a maniac, uh 
Good fella, Martin Scorsese bad, uh 
Clean as the air at a poker deck, dirty than Swayze dance, I'll let you handle that 
Fumble, you know imma get it back nigga 
Hustle, you know imma get it maximus
Lord give me Peace in Knowin what I cannot change, That's what momma said through thicker
Times ain't getting thinner these days, so i been astray and putting and strain on niggas 

M A N I A
M A N I A 
M A N I A
This my fucking place 
M A N I A
M A N I A
M A N I A
Ain't no fucking game

M.A.N.I.A.

THE MEADXW
Neurotic thoughts permeate my mind 
Random, in tandem
Bringing back shit on rewind 
And trap me, i panic 
I dance to, the tempo 
The music influence the mental 
I gotta get out of this bedroom 
I'll find my own way to the Meadow

I know that i got the potential 
But ain't nothing special bout being the threshold 
Don't know what you been through but i hope that you  happy that you done got through 
Life ain't so simple, know that you got it, don't doubt it my nigga
I guess it all figures they want us to drop and flop
And make hella noise till our vocals shot
And silence reap and will be meak
Submit, but shit the wifi weak
But chic is all i need and maybe roll a couple Gs, yea
Floating every evening, I'ono the day the week, yea
I am not complete but think i know just what i need, yea
Love for what i got, shit that's good enough for me 

Neurotic thoughts permeate my mind 
Random, in tandem
Bringing back shit on rewind 
And trap me, i panic 
I dance to, the tempo 
The music influence the mental 
I gotta get out of this bedroom 
I'll find my own way to the Meadow

No quiero, no quiero, no quiero
I do not want none of your hand outs 
I been on my grind since a kiddo
To make it up out of the cribbo
And i ain't no cripple, i know where i stand 
Yelling at Fox and ignoring the man 
Don't take no commands from niggas, I'm tangent
Flash in the pan, i told you im manic 
Grown up on streets where they separate weak 
Shit, i better go buy some new sneaks
Cuuuz i knew them lil niggas in pieces
Ain't at peace for where they be 
And what they seen, ain't seen the peak
Just the world beneath they feet 
Soul on ground, it can't be free 
Just like me, we ain't know shit 

Neurotic thoughts permeate my mind 
Random, in tandem
Bringing back shit on rewind 
And trap me, i panic 
I dance to, the tempo 
The music influence the mental 
I gotta get out of this bedroom 
I'll find my own way to the Meadow

FXREVER
We laugh at everything, but nothing in particular,
Faded nation, they should go an take another one
Another day, 'nother night, fucking hate the sun
My P.M.: Pen Mobbing till the morning come
Way more to come, make no mistake
But nothing perfect out here, 'cept the right brain
Left the left aside when i get high
some say "man, you should try get a good job"
i say "If the shit knock fuck a 'should not.'"
Cuz I'd rather have than to have not
I'm in a mad spot. Serving monologues like crack rocks
Shit be mad hot, get your lambs chopped
That nigga said "forever, forever ever, forever ever?"
That's right, said "through any weather, I'll never let up"
pop a seal, take out the pleasure, what's left is pressure
fuck the effort to stay impressive, they try to measure
My worth by how i mess up, and how i dress up
Forgive em', they ain't know no better, we all subjected
To the system, don't know what's hit them, until we trending or we dead, nigga fuck a treasure
The X's only mark pills, ain't no gold and leisure
Well, maybe leisure, but forget the ledger like it's Petra
We stick together but the threads ain't sewn together
caption this, picture perfect with a golden bezel
But that's just metal, nigga
Cold and hard, so relatable, i had to cop it
So when these niggas see me they know that i got it popping, uh
A vanity fair, no fantasy there, take my ego on a trip, dats a baggage fee there, Whateva
don't fuck with the style, you end up in pound
Cuz I'm the dog in these streets, bitch figure it out, I'm betta
In love with the town, but ready to bounce, I'm ouchea
Too many to count, got blessings inbound forever

the meadxw / fxrever freestyle (prod. spacedoubt)

ROCKBOTTOM

Pray for us
God forsaken, we saving up
Condensation don't reign wit' us
Knowin' Goddamn  we gon' run this shit
We gon' get it
Type of niggas that are really bout it looking at the top
We gon' get it
I can see you don't
I can see you ain't wit it... get it...
God can see you don't
Eyes red like watermelons
Ain't no sleep without melatonin
Ain't ready for control
Fuck that, nigga we up next to blow
No max when I get up, bench the flow
Hit legs when I got no reps to go
Run that shit to go
None my shit for show, uh
Stay on tippy toe
Simply judging off mileage over
My rain check ain't gon' run that back
So let's get it
Paper chasing, no limit
Think you topping, oh really?
Shots up all in that... 
shots up all in that
Like a broken track
baby baby gon and throw it back, mm
Gimme gimme some of that, mm
something something no chat mm
Wallet on fat, fuck all that change, my pocket relapse, mm
Stick with the facts, keep it 100 like I'm on a fast 
 
Rock bottom, hit that shit there aint no problem
Gotta love it, keep it running, no discussion
It's hard to follow, it's hard to follow
It's hard to follow, it's hard to follow
Gotta love it, keep it running, no discussion
long nights, low life pop shove it
more ice, got it glisten, keep it flooded 
Gotta love it, gotta gotta love it yeah

Dangerous-
Cage it up-
shame for us, mm
Paper cut-
getting paid for nothing for a major sum, mm
Lacing up-
they want a tit for tat but don't get paid enough , mm
Matter fact-
you wanna get this cold you need a vapor rub
I'm flowing angel dust, you hooked-
This ain't a hook though
Raisin in the Sun-
feel kinda grape though
Patient on the run-
pharmaceuticals
Phaser set to stun-
Pew pew, ouch
Pray for the lead
Pray for the dead 
Wait till the credits roll down 
Then pray the check you made don't bounce
Aye aye
Watch the assist...
I do what i did
Now they wan' fuck with the kid...
Hit it or miss...
don't ever stick with the list
Lil mama it is what it is
I'll call you back when i get done with the business 
Aye aye
posthumous saying the beats that we playing be shooken em
From mourning to day in be cooking up
Wayan [way in] like two of em
Weigh in [way in] like diet plan...
slow dance to this
Throw bands to this
Yo mans and em,
tell em quit playing, too  dangerous

Rock bottom, hit that shit there aint no problem
Gotta love it, keep it running, no discussion
It's hard to follow, it's hard to follow
It's hard to follow, it's hard to follow
Gotta love it, keep it running, no discussion
long nights, low life, pop shove it
more ice, got it glisten, keep it flooded 
Gotta love it, gotta gotta love it yeah

ROCKBOTTOM [lxst files no.1] (prod. GODBEV x BRVD)

the mission (feat. young moé)

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