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GISBORNE HIPHOP 2013  Collaboration Album: Coey East And royal Flush

ROLE MODEL: Was pretty much slapped together hard and fast.. We chucked my Nephew In the Recording Booth and told him to Talk, sing, whatever. There was no Practice runs or writing Material involved. When my Nephew didn't know what to say, I just told him to talk about What He thinks of me and Royal flush, We told him not to think to hard and panic, Just freestyle and go with the flow as if he was just having a normal conversation..

( By the way ) Yes!! swearing is in His everyday vocab, We didn't force him to Curse lol

The Background Music Is The Dr Dre & snoop doggy dogg Instrumental ( Lil ghetto Boy )

COEY EAST -  ROLE MODEL

VAMPTS - FINGER PAINT WITH PERIOD BLOOD (PRODUCED BY WOZ)

Time Only Tells

Wicked Thoughts

Beat Engineered By: FentonBeatz
Mixed & Mastered By: CelphMade & YCY
Recorded By: LNL

No Chores (Remix) Ft. Whylee

“Ski Mask” is a high-energy trap anthem that blends danger, dominance, and icy swag into a razor-sharp performance. The recurring hook — “Ski Mask (PUT YA SKI ON)” — is a call to action, a ritual of preparation, and a declaration of readiness for whatever’s coming. It sets the tone: this isn’t a game — it’s a heist, a mission, and a flex all at once.

The first verse fires off with sports references, comparing the team to the Thunderbolts and sacking someone’s girl like the Colts. The artist lays out their grimy goals and how their clique handles business — choppas, face shots, and “no roses” for the women, just dick. The wordplay is clever, the delivery ruthless. No snitching. No folding. All motion.

Verse two fuels the fire with more bravado. There’s no talking — just sliding. The bankroll’s so loud you can “hear it through the phone,” and the opps who talk tough crumble quick. The visuals are hard to miss — chain looking like it snowed, pockets thick, and a gang full of demons who move with purpose. Even relationships are treated like missions: if she’s taken, that’s just another goal.

By verse three, the track gets even darker and colder — literally. Black truck, black fit, ski mask on, and a VVS smile bright enough to blind. The artist flexes with refined aggression, dripping like a leaky faucet, dismissing clout chasers while staying focused on stacking bread. The final line — “ski mask on my face and bitch it ain’t cold” — is a mic drop, carrying all the energy of someone who’s fully committed to the grind, the thrill, and the chaos of the street.

Wicked Thoughts

FknDavies