Life Whispers On

La Bonne Année

Produced & Mixed by Chain$aw Huey

Lyrics:
These niggas fake it 'til they make it
If I want it I'ma take it
Never thought that we would make it
Streets is cold ain't got no blanket
Yea it's cold outside its rainin'
Bet they know now what my name is
Lock myself up in my room, I lock myself up in the basement
100 days that we been slavin'
100 days that we been patient
Now this shit mine for the taking
Yea I die bout my respect
I die about my reputation
Drownin' you can't save me
Move in thousands like the navy, yea
Yea, Yea yeaa

Niggas ain't shit but in the way
I be in the fast lane fuck the middle lane
Niggas know my first, last and my middle name
On the block we got Ks and artillery
Niggas know I'm self made
I ain't tryna get saved
Yea I keep it X Rated I'm just tryna get paid
And I been on this chapter tryna see the next page
Tryna see the next day
Niggas frontin' like they know damn Chain
Resurrect the damn game,
But first I resurrect my damn niggas in the grave
All these niggas came up
Guess they beat me to the punch
Yea I'm stuck in my ways
Yea better cut to the chase
Yea I'm numb to the pain
Niggas know what the fuck I claim

These niggas fake it 'til they make it
If I want it I'ma take it
Never thought that we would make it
Streets is cold ain't got no blanket
Yea it's cold outside its rainin'
Bet they know now what my name is
Lock myself up in my room, I lock myself up in the basement
100 days that we been slavin'
100 days that we been patient
Now this shit mine for the taking
Yea I die bout my respect
I die about my reputation
Drownin' you can't save me
Move in thousands like the navy, yea
Yea, Yea yeaa

6ixside

Takin' Over

Produced & Mixed by Zepfire

Lyrics:
Yea Yea
Yea Yea
Yea Yea
Yea

In the field
Trained to kill
I really will,
I really will
Let blood spill
I cant shake the feeling
Yea we bout to make a killing
Make a million
Pop a xan and I turn to a villain
Been through it ain't no damn healin'
Ice cold yea no damn feelings
Self made millionaires no damn ceilings
Yea it's been a lot of cold damn winters
My nigga they know that nigga, yeaa yea

Yea, now a nigga poppin'
Yea poppin' like acne
Runnin' laps around these niggas like a track meet
Roll the windows down nigga from the back seat
Chase em down like a taxi (Ay)
Yea nigga go swimmin' in the black sea (Ay)
Shoot em swishes like manny
Yea nigga know better than to tax me
I'm like the gingerbread man yea catch me if you can,
But these niggas cant catch me
Yea these niggas cant match me
Come into the city little nigga 'less you ask me

In the field
Trained to kill
I really will,
I really will
Let blood spill
I cant shake the feeling
Yea we bout to make a killing
Make a million
Pop a xan and I turn to a villain
Been through it ain't no damn healin'
Ice cold yea no damn feelings
Self made millionaires no damn ceilings
Yea it's been a lot of cold damn winters
My nigga they know that nigga, yeaa yea

Undivided

Nightmare (ft. MSDOX)

(Plague - Of - Society)

Produced by Chain$aw Huey

Mixed by Zepfire

Lyrics:
Ain't no capes
Ain't here to save the day
When it's a drought
Pray for rainy days
Pray for sunshine round the way
B-b-birds ringing
Butterflies in the grave, yea
Turn this shit to a damn stage
Yea, never had shit now it's champagne
I can't stay (yea)
It's damn hate (yea)
Nigga in the city

Yea, I ain't do it like Diddy
Niggas know I run the 6
Yea niggas know I run the fuckin' city
Know I run the whole game
Yea a nigga in cuffs and chains
Tryna take me out the game
Yea nigga ain't goin' out in vain
Yea I put on my ice, yea I put on my chains
Niggas can't stop me from shining
Yea a nigga in a ice age
We could go head to head
Straight up battle like light sabers
We could shoot it out, like MJ in the finals game

Ain't no capes
Ain't here to save the day
When it's a drought
Pray for rainy days
Pray for sunshine round the way
B-b-birds ringing
Butterflies in the grave, yea
Turn this shit to a damn stage
Yea, never had shit now it's champagne
I can't stay (yea)
It's damn hate (yea)
Nigga in the city

Love/Hate

Produced & Mixed by Zepfire

Lyrics: 
Yea

You a fuck nigga get the fuck from 'round me
Pop a perc, yea get it from my aunty
Sippin' molly water got me like a zombie
Yea, full clip filled with them zombies
Yea this full time ain't no hobby
I been poppin them pills I'm noddin
We gon die out here I promise
We gon die out here I promise
P-P-Pull up yea dump the clip
Niggas ain't know who they fuckin' wit
When it's war time all black zip em up
Catch a case broad day we don't give a fuck
Niggas live out here can't miss us
We been outside yea can't miss us
Rich off rap or I rob a damn brinks truck
Like ay

Yea, I been up like 4 days
Takin shots straight
Yea, takin' shots to the face
Wildin' out yea can't see straight
Noddin' off yea, can't think straight
We gon' run the game
Count blessings it come with the pain
I been in the paint
I been goin' hard all day
We gon' die in the game
Yea we gon' ball out ay
I'm poppin them pills
Yea I do that shit all day
One more time
Yea Southside what I claim

You a fuck nigga get the fuck from 'round me
Pop a perc, yea get it from my aunty
Sippin' molly water got me like a zombie
Yea, full clip filled with them zombies
Yea this full time ain't no hobby
I been poppin them pills I'm noddin
We gon die out here I promise
We gon die out here I promise
P-P-Pull up yea dump the clip
Niggas ain't know who they fuckin' wit
When it's war time all black zip em up
Catch a case broad day we don't give a fuck
Niggas live out here can't miss us
We been outside yea can't miss us
Rich off rap or I rob a damn brinks truck
Like ay

Yea, Southside what I claim
Yea rolling
Rollin, Rolling
Trap gon' sing
Know that I keep that thing
Know we got that on us
Yea ball out ay
Yea Southside what I claim
Yea Southside what I claim
Yea Southside what I claim

BONUS Pop a Perc (What I Claim)

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6ixside
05.03.24

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