Brothers cynmixx (mike & rio)

Cover Art By; @JaiTerror
Beat Produced By: H3 Music
Vocals Mixed/Mastered By: Krewbtt
Recorded By: Cxnversate
Written By: Cxnversate

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LYRICS:

More people 
New faces
Write a verse just to rearrange it
Working hard
No time wasted
Could flip my table
When I’m losing patience
Running out of ink
When I’m filling up pages
Parents think I still be going phases
Homies be watching saying that I’ll make it
Teachers think I’m stupid
Blow bands on a bracelet

Blow bands on a bracelet
First year take off, go broke
Fame gone
Doing a feature 
And they still be getting my name wrong
Heard it all before 
Like I still be writing the same song

I wanna say fuck high school fuck college
Then I feel dumb when I really think about it
Nobody knows but I think that I got this
You gonna hate 
I’ll decline when you calling 

Think I ain’t hear it
Wouldn’t but you talking 
Not very bright boy
You do it too often
You been a pussy
Finish what you started 
I know that you won’t
But you still be my target

Fucking putting money
That we be going the farthest
Calling me a rapper
I swear to god im an artist
Disrespecting me 
Light a fire under your carcass 
Ain’t nothing new to me
Motherfuckers thinking I’m heartless

They talk like I ain’t godly
Won’t admit to catching a body
The homies kicking it all day
We go out and kill for the hobby 
Mama think I’m ungrateful 
To myself I’m thinking oh well
Tryna lie and say my chance is small 
I ain’t buying what you wanna sell

I start writing a song
Only time that I feel alive
I didn’t believe in no fake fans
But now
I see the signs
People tell me that I’m gonna make it
Then I see the look kept inside they eyes

Wondering why man
They feeding me bullshit
Do they really believe
Or think I ain’t notice
Put the questions into poems
Meeting some pricks like I’m diving in roses
Kids always get it
With things that I’ve spoken 
See I been a poet
Ability to leave your homie near frozen
I know that he scared 
But he never gon’ show it
He praying and hoping 
That I’m gon’ forget
That the bars that I wrote 
Got recycled and stolen

Some artists wanna see me fail
But keep it low
So we share ideas
Don’t really care if I pop or not
They just wanna say that they were here
Do I care not really 
Tryna ruin me 
Man they acting silly
Going stupid
They ain’t thinking clearly
Cut em off
When I see they fake 
Then they always got me
Feeling guilty
Others always gonna watch me move
Treat my come up
Like a fucking series
Copy every single move I make 
But I don’t hate em
I love em dearly
I should rap about getting high
Maybe then my numbers hit the ceiling 
New age topics pop me off
They say they won’t
But I got a feeling
Rap about fast cars
Fucking bitches
Maybe killing some thugs
Maybe
The only way
That I can get all of my numbers up
Wish I knew how
But I ain’t giving up
Chirp and call me hella corny
But I don’t ever really give a fuck

Execute (Official Audio)

Beat Produced By: H3 Music
Vocals Mixed/Mastered By: Krewbtt
Recorded By: Cxnversate
Written By: Cxnversate

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LYRICS:

My teacher said I got my head in the clouds
I’m 5’7 are you fucking retarded?
My big bills getting heavy heavy
Splitting the seams in my wallet

Crazy people ain’t believe in me
When I tell em that I got this
Handful of y’all vouch for me
And that’s what be going the farthest
I ain’t down for no handout
Just in need of support
Talking shit get the onslaught 
Turn your chick to a whore
Kick it kick it
With the merch money
Small room wit a big picture
No respect wit the shit beliefs
And you really think that imma fuck wit ya?
Homie kickin it in Houston
Mixing Fuckin wit a flow
Someone who really believes in me
Living half way across the globe
Most of the people who be in my life
Taking all this as a joke
Really hard to keep my head up
Hard when I’m losing hope
Try to bring my fucking self up
In the wrong way I tie a rope
Used to wanna take my life
Used to wanna end it all
Never getting no respect
But now I’m treated like a big dawg

Reciting my music in class
Kissing my ass
Fuck you wanna be
Tryna be dope
You tryna be lit
But you being fake
Be too plain to see
Snakes around getting hard to breathe
Anaconda when she on her knees
Happy with her or I’m in between 
Wait
Im hitting bars I ain’t getting deep

Man fuck the chicks bro
I chase the money
Problem with you
Express it bluntly
Said I’m trash but you listen to me
Like Billie elilish 
Oh ain’t it lovely
Go ahead and doubt me all you want
Work a 9-5 while I’m having fun
They think it ain’t tough
Working so hard numbers going up
But I’m always hungry it’s never enough
Working day and night
But I do what I love
Judge me for creating 
And stacking my paper
Think it effects me 
Don’t care bout a stranger
Talking down to me
Than I’ll see him later
Said he gon’ off me
Lil homie in danger

You do not know me homie quit pretending 
Said you want a feature
Yet can’t write a sentence
You want it for free?
Then beg for the blessing 
You mad that I won’t
Hoe relax for a second
Talking bad I don’t care about it
.45 make a lil kid feel grounded
Won’t see me coming
Watch your surroundings
Show you all why I shouldn’t be doubted

I shouldn’t be doubted
I make me song 
Everyone astounded
Chicks getting wet
Took a dip in the fountain
My mind fucking up
It’s constantly clouded
Ain’t into drugs but I’m thinking about it
Fuck up sobriety just to sleep soundly 
Days till I die
I’m steadily counting

Remember Me (Prod. H3 Music)

Beat Produced By: H3 Music
Vocals Mixed/Mastered By: Cxnversate
Recorded By: Cxnversate
Written By: Cxnversate
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LYRICS:
Since I was a little kid
I been following a vision
Try and fuck up my career
Thats when you realize I get vicious
Mama wants me in a college
Already got intuition
I know that im gonna pop
Just hang on and give me a minute

I know that you think im joking
When I say im gonna live well
Teacher think I aint gon' be shit
Priest thinking imma go to hell
Hickies painted all on me
The cross kick it on my neck still
Motherfuckers swear im body building
Bitch im holding up all of these big bills
I dont really give a fuck
Labeled as a little punk
I dont mean to be a dog
But your shit is fucking rough
Swear to god im going home
Think it up 
To laugh it off
Oh shit, bitch
For the kid thats way too easy
Im knowing a lot about you
Way you be walking up and greet me
How you be dapping me up or shaking my hand
Im feeling the hoes turn greedy
You thinking that imma owe you
Cuz you took home my free CD
See I
Battle bitches like i was MacCready
Man you ain't rapping boy you fucking reading
You hear my bangers but you miss the meaning
I beat your ass and catch a misdemeanor
Man i swear on god the mic be overheating
And my numbers raising need a bigger ceiling

Since I was a little kid
I been following a vision
Try and fuck up my career
Thats when you realize I get vicious
Mama wants me in a college
Already got intuition
I know that im gonna pop
Just hang on and give me a minute

Thinking that im hella crazy
The way i walk up in the school
You wanna know what im doing
Im catching bodies in the booth
You aint talk to me before
Now you wanna be inside the loop
Making money off a hobby
Now you thinking that im cool
Fuck it
Going crazy thats an understatement
Bars on bars like we in the station
Bang on walls know i stay creating 
But lil homie i been losing patience
You preach hard work but you act complacent
Nobody wants it near as much as me
I stay working while yall fucking sleep
Let me do a show and imma take the scene 
Fuck

No Chance

No Chance (Prod. H3 Music)

Down

lyrics 

chilling on this reservation, got me feeling stuck in loop, 
chilling smoking, token getting high ya im floating, 
in my mind coasting, thru this bottle of thoughts, 
feeling underpressure, so I treasure every moment, 
lifes not the same, feels like a movie cuz im feeling like im not my self, 
but its Gucci, things change, 
for the better no matter the weather, we battle together, 
no matter the pressure, ya
its a brotherhood forever, 
feeling this pain with nothing to gain, 
im up in this lane, nothings the same, im thinking again 
im drinking again, im sinking in sand, 
ya and im slowly going down tryna keep my self up,
but I cant get enough, of the drugs n stuff, 
all bottled up to the point, 
I cant think take a drink ease my mind, spark a joint, 
and I link with the team, n we getting high, getting lit, getting by

gotta let you know im back, never gonna leave til I put us on the map, 
with my nation on my back, I aint patient boi if you hating then come an say shit, 
less get to conversating yeah im reckless, careless n hectic, 
ya I sent it, over the top respected, 
check the method, try n test it, 
see what happen cuz im really taking action , 
I lost many friends, so im drinking to them, n im up in a jam, willing to 
slam the bottle of gin, til im feeling again, 
in the studio, where I lay low, let the pen flow, 
like the waves on the coast, fell the vibe, feel the breeze,
its something you cant seize, 
dusk til dawn we turning up for the ones that are gone, 
n pour some out n take a shot, 
reminisce on what I lost, light it up, 
fill it up, here we go now we gone

Ryxnnick - Forever [Lyrics in Description]

'BREATHE THE DISEASE'

Got Me Anxious

*2017* Got Me Anxious (Prod. Ganga Beats)

*2017* As The Rain Falls (Prod. VESSELS)

Produced By: Gum$ 
Vocals Mixed/ Mastered By: RyxnNick
Recorded By: RyxnNick 
Written By: RyxnNick 

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Trust [Prod. Gum$]

Produced By: Sedivi 
Vocals Mixed/ Mastered By: RyxnNick
Recorded By: RyxnNick
Written By: RyxnNick 

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