yuh
uh uhhh uhh 
uh uhhh uhh 

yah i got bad hoes
and they calling
smoking straight boof
yeah we touring
we got double cups
and we pouring

fucked this bitch
she cant even walk
im with all my friends and we up
im with all my friends and we up
yeah bro js took sum ket now he stuck
why the fuck ur bitch wanna fuck
wanna fuck

yah i got bad hoes
and they calling
smoking straight boof
yeah we touring
we got double cups
and we pouring

fucked this bitch
she cant even walk
im with all my friends and we up
im with all my friends and we up
yeah bro js took sum ket now he stuck
why the fuck ur bitch wanna fuck
wanna fuck

prod marcus

they keep callinggg prod marquesa

conlee
  conlee!
    conlee?

1. ESCALATOR (0:00)
2. TAKEIT (2:22)
3. PLANETARY (4:08)
4. CARNIVAL (5:51)
5. MONSOON (8:21)
6. ZEN (11:53)
7. THANGER2 (13:58)
8. conlee? (15:56)
9. IAME (16:52)
10. PURSUIT (19:02)
11. GASME^ (21:01)
12. LAZY (22:39)
13. PANDEMONIUM (26:08)
14. FINE! (28:23)

four months on planet earth

produced alongside daniels gone

dont let your fire burn out

mf zeph:

what do you have to say for yourself?
when everybody's left in the dark

i'm in the crib with a 40 playing mvc2
while the crt flickers and i'm still missing you
spend everyday reminiscing about good times
stuck in my old ways with cigarettes
and these grimee dimes
call me nostradamus, i don't ever see an end
to all this bullshit
cause never again, will i try to make amends
with all these false prophets
they dick gargling
i'm the chemicals in your cigarettes infused with tar, trick
another day, another hat trick
we consider mulligans for that shit
i'm coming back brash with the attack
my behavior is rash
i'm doing anything at all
to not just combust like flak
i come back up
like bad tastes in your mouth
cause i'm always in your head
manipulating your waves of sound
call me toph
the way i rock your world
i move the ground
you made a mistake letting me go
now it's my town

BLCKK:

switch up on these motherfuckers every day
get a strap just to bring up to heaven's gate
let em know you in the wrong place
shoulda felt that by the look on my face
anyone else got hit they really wanna say
i got limited time, aint come to fucking play
gotta be out this bitch before they start to pray
gotta get all those bitches out the fucking way
time for the
first shot in this bitch
ride for em
shell drop and i dip
i never wanted to live like that
better than gettin my head shot back
i could do it myself if I fucking needed to
it’s getting close to the point i think ima follow through 
can’t talk for shit
back hoping you wish
i’m doing straight but fact is you mad still
and if i see you i’m prepping with seven advil

mf zeph:

i'm sorry i can't be what you really need
you're my addiction that i can't help but feed
everyday i spend talking to the walls
is just another reason for us to fall
ancient symbolism always brings me back to you
i'm sorry that we've gone off course
i'm off track with you
beat myself up 'til i bleed
dance in the rain to suppress my screams
i hope you don't see me cry
sometimes the truth doesn't really have to rhyme
sometimes i just wish i could go back in time
to erase my mistakes
yeah, i've made so many
i'm breaking my back daily
just for a big penny
don't spend in one place
you sly casanova, you
everybody watching what you do
and holds it over you
life is like the burned tower
don't make the wrong move
i've done it many times before
i've grown so immune

life is an apple
go ahead and take a bite
suzuki with the handles
go ahead and take a ride
take a flick to remember
with the skeleton crew
cause where the fuck we going
you might not make it back, boo

ecruteak (feat. BLCKK) [coprod. daniels gone]

art by amiasarts on instagram :3
prod soruh

fuck ya vision boy
i got precision like its 
golden eye 
holdin my strap see ya stiffen boy
we aint the same girl 
you a no name body
while my momma cries in shame girl
come in different shades pearl 
and chrome i switch up zones 
the fuck you gon let me in 
if you aint outta ya home 
i stay on track no flak jacket
im blowing up quick
i split hairs over tracknames
yall efforts remitt

you just an actor
you aint a factor
i treat these pussies like 
the prequels i play em after

you like the combine 
you still a pussy every chapter
dont see you online
you acting like you be a hacker

you aint a rapper
you aint an artist 
you never mattered 
you never start shit
i make my own 
make my own 
make my own name
yall acting like j.cole towards my no name 
no fame giant
imma tyrant
imma cast you under spells
fuck you think you doing lil bitch im loading up my shells
you aint part of my click bitch  
i dont even need to finish that 
bar
i know you pussies never made it that far shit

i never see you cause you never caught up
i tried to check in on ya page but shit that art was shotup
i never try to make a move without amias on my belt
you think your touch is fucking midas but it might as well
be pelt 
lil punk ass cant kickflip shit talker 
it aint hard to tell the way you cant grind propper
whatever you aint on my mind anyway
mostly think about how you aint shit to me through any day

NVR C U

wasteland

(prod. 3two)

medical license (prod. 3two)

you hear this new tyler the creator guy? he's kinda underground so i would understand why you wouldn't lol. his new album "igor" kinda flew under the radar along with his hidden gem flowe
tyler: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=McYy8pEniUc
sample: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4-optgzVLZk
acc: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zcNgoQz7cww

DESPARATE/PEACE

Steppe

production by zyrom

mix/mastering by me


NICKG:

face is bleeding colour while I’m laying in the gutter
i be slaying under covers
cops and pussy what’s the difference
you a basic motherfucker
i’m decaying through the shutter
i be raining down on all my grunge encrusted runts and misfits
hunnid spliffs i’m blunted
sip the blood and love to sip it
hauling deep until my lungs are weak
don’t miss your company
i’m better on my own
i know i’m growing into something big
i stumbled through a junkies dream
for months or weeks that wasn’t me
i don’t believe in religion I just believe in myself
and I’m blowing trees in the distance when life ain’t treating me well
but i know the universe is mental i just fuse with instrumentals
i know doing what I’m destined to is key to my health
i won’t stand down in the face of adversity murder verbally
i serve and burn the track with the verses
i thrash unmercifully
nicholas and christopher villainous killing visitors
spitting the shit they wish they could spilling lyrics eternally

CORTEZ:

there ain’t no comparison
everything i write is damaging
endless working anti social
you steady posing for the cameras
i just can’t stand the life you averaging
like all your mentions after classes
i’m gon make sure my debt vanishing
none you motherfuckers managing
scrambling for some recognition
copy cat personality your ignition
after the hallways ended you don’t know what’s happening
keeping in touch, i show no attraction
just subtraction
take my family out this city
put em where the grass is pretty
i don’t care if fuckers never miss me
so tired of being in some groups out of pity
12 fucking years roaming feeling shitty
i never wanna feel like that mess you made
too many times i’ve hated everything
i’ve been slaving for that change
breaking, fighting pain
too many days where i’ve been hoping for some rain
i just need all my thoughts to get washed away
struggle everyday to avoid an early grave
i just need my fucking pay and a second of some grace
i just need a couple minutes with your face

God’s Grace (featuring NICKG) production by zyrom

ive been working on this for 16 hours strait
its 2 tracks
your self / reflection

but its like self reflection
haha i am creative man have big brain

your self.reflection

welcome to [grimee]

peaxce:

by the power of grey skull, i'm that nigga
my nigga, what the fuck?
with this bottle i feel a whole lot of love
can't get enough
off this gin need a little bit of juice to get loose
they ask peaxce what it do? 
i'm just a nigga on a stoop
drowning out my sorrow
downing bottle after bottle 
with this pill i swallow
then i drift, in and out the matrix 
where morpheus is blueface baby (yeah aight)
so now i'm worried about a buss down, i break down
falling down this rabbit hole i go
to a world where captain planet faded off blunt smoke
shit that boy go dumb
since i'm numb to feeling of feeling
i took a look in the mirror and saw the villain
my bones chilling, it's thrilling
i need help all hell done broke loose
i'm getting chased with a noose 
and a whip across my backside
screaming i can't breathe as the battlecry 
thinking what is life?
my nigga peaxce

mf zeph:

battery acid corroded
im nasty but lost focus
im loco yet im a cobra
in a stolen dodge durango
it takes two to fuckin tango
my tablets and lsd cuddled up watching rango
i took a gaze in the mirror
and asked myself
"where the fuck them fangs go"
yo, my life on ePSXe
im dream emulating
you can keep that ps to the 3
i dont got a split second for people tryna best me
cause i sit and make music just tryna impress me
applying some stress to this weed
and break my back, im just tryna have some green into the next week