lay your undead thoughts to rest
jaws sharp shark attacks 
deal in heart attacks
weapons syllables favorable don't lack

splash oceanic flow wavy like open sea
on a strong breeze 
claiming you the best, i contest,
 atchoo, call bs,
 its the only time i sneeze, 
these words from my minds polite 
before it shatters your dreams
it ask please 
my raps a disease burrows inside till you see
how 
dope i is, like a farm that dispenses to a dispensary
smoke angelic cause the weeds heavenly
not meth but rap speedily a f1 racer that's pacier
than Hussain bolts bolting down a glacier

 
readily slipping and sliding around
fakier rapping clowns,
leave you with a smile
but you the joke 
projectile 
mental shooting straighter than a homing missile when it flies
to a stationary target, die respectful
so cool, make ice in a freezer drool
wordsmith, this my craft, words my tools
tearing apart jesters and fools 
stitch them into fabric of society angrily 
was mad sprinkling annoyance turned to anger 
hastily 


acidic in nature 
dont poke this bear or 
he'll bear teeth 
and turn grizzly
sense these words not senseless it won't digress
locked in targets a mess with stress i confess
he shot first 
got the aid kit, time to split him like a cheque 
after finishing a meal with a girl that progressed
my pen i call spirit, possessed with the opposite
of chill 
killer intent containing his instinct to start shit
 end it with the first track not worth it

ill be fighting novice with a ton of bricks 
my writing seasoned smooth 
like casanova in heat
have every syllable biting 
its lip my style seductive 
with every verse, I cause a ruckus
 intense like a rugby ruck is
killing you softly with these words Lauren
 hill blessed us
with tracks that's timeless lay your undead thoughts to rest
jaws sharp shark attacks 
deal in heart attacks
weapons syllables favorable don't lack

splash oceanic flow wavy like open sea
on a strong breeze 
claiming you the best, i contest,
 atchoo, call bs,
 its the only time i sneeze, 
these words from my minds polite 
before it shatters your dreams
it ask please 
my raps a disease burrows inside till you see
how 
dope i is, like a farm that dispenses to a dispensary
smoke angelic cause the weeds heavenly
not meth but rap speedily a f1 racer that's pacier
than Hussain bolts bolting down a glacier

 
readily slipping and sliding around
fakier rapping clowns,
leave you with a smile
but you the joke 
projectile 
mental shooting straighter than a homing missile when it flies
to a stationary target, die respectful
so cool, make ice in a freezer drool
wordsmith, this my craft, words my tools
tearing apart jesters and fools 
stitch them into fabric of society angrily 
was mad sprinkling annoyance turned to anger 
hastily 


acidic in nature 
dont poke this bear or 
he'll bear teeth 
and turn grizzly
sense these words not senseless it won't digress
locked in targets a mess with stress i confess
he shot first 
got the aid kit, time to split him like a cheque 
after finishing a meal with a girl that progressed
my pen i call spirit, possessed with the opposite
of chill 
killer intent containing his instinct to start shit
 end it with the first track not worth it

ill be fighting novice with a ton of bricks 
my writing seasoned smooth 
like casanova in heat
have every syllable biting 
its lip my style seductive 
with every verse, I cause a ruckus
 intense like a rugby ruck is
killing you softly with these words Lauren
 hill blessed us
with tracks that's timeless 
times up you timeless your heart stopped
does it mean you heartless
 who cares off with your head
leaving you flightless and lifeless
times up you timeless your heart stopped
does it mean you heartless
 who cares off with your head
leaving you flightless and lifeless

Wordsmith - Ft DJ Bubblez

Among The Prophets" a single by Harlem artist Co Kane The Stoner.

Among The Prophets

Spotify

Among The Prophets feat. Co Kane The Stoner

vine [CMProductionz]

TELL ME WHY(PROD. AYY WALKER BEATS)

https://youtu.be/-Qch2xKs8JQ?si=XJde6TW8zm2Qu4Lr

Used & Forgotten

Arcade

Witching Hours

Dancehall type beat - Cash out

Co Deen Chris - We From The South ft. Fly Boy Gam & Sean

Christopher Whitmore Aka CoDeenChris CEO of Certified Crash Out Ent. is an emerging talent from New Orleans, Louisiana, whose journey in music began at the tender age of six. By thirteen, he was not only singing but also crafting his own songs, drawing inspiration from influential figures like Soulja Slim, B.G., Lil Wayne, Lil Boosie, Webbie, and the $uicideBoy$.

His self-taught production skills shine through his work, as he learned to navigate studio programs and hone his mixing and mastering techniques. CoDeenChris's eclectic style reflects his deep love for music, enabling him to explore various genres and sounds.

A notable achievement in his career came on January 13, 2016, when he placed 6th in the Coast to Coast competition. Despite challenges—like last-minute changes in his team—he wrote and practiced a new song diligently, demonstrating his dedication and passion. For CoDeenChris, every performance is an opportunity to give it his all, making each song feel like it could be his last.

Co Deen Chris - We From The South ft. Fly Boy Gam & Sean

CoDeenChris

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