Patrolling the Mojave almost makes you wish for a nuclear winter

LYRICS:

Keep my name up out yo mouth better keep that head down watch the ground 

Imma never get involved in all that petty shit 
Don’t fuck around 

Tryna be the best but I guess I’m like the rest my soul go south 

Triple six can’t fuck with this 
Wanna bark like a dog get bit by the hound 

Pussy mothafucka talk shit 
On the kid 
Tell me why the mothafuckas wanna be so big 
With the keyboard clicks 
And the ego fix 
Put the black fit on imma let shit rip like 
Put em in a six foot grave 
Rest in piss better get em out the way 
I don’t wanna play 
But I keep on creating the ways that I make it to every goal that I made 

Bitch I really really be feeling like I am Jason 
Put em in a coffin with the blood up in the basin 
I don’t give a fuck another one, basic 
Bodies in the basement 
They don’t wanna face it 

Uh 
And I’m back in this bitch 
Brand new track 
Black cap 
In the fit 
They cannot fathom the work I put in to be part of this shit 
No chains on the kid 

No chains on the kid 
Never gon change 
Don’t wait on it bitch 

I don’t want fame 
No name 
Till I’m dead 

Keep one face 
Same face 
To the end 

Wonder why the trust runnin paper thin 
Worlds unjust play safe wanna win 

Tryna stay sane 
Never stable again 
When they label a man 
Can’t escape 
Not a way to advance 

Not a way to advance 
I don’t ever wanna be anotha mothafucka stuck up in a trance 
Imma talk back 
Till they wanna put me in the back of a black Cadillac and leave my body in a bag 
In the bottom of the god damn sea 

Aint nobody really wanna let me be me 
Imma see you underneath 

Curb all your misery suffer invisibly 
Fuck everybody and thing 

Keep my name up out yo mouth better keep that head down watch the ground 

Imma never get involved in all that petty shit 
Don’t fuck around 

Tryna be the best but I guess I’m like the rest my soul go south 

Triple six can’t fuck with this 
Wanna bark like a dog get bit by the hound

HOLY SMOKES! (Prod. SXMPRA)

FRENZY

Kuma the Third - FRENZY

(Hook) - CAIRO!

Yo
Boiii you keep talkin that shit
So if u really bout it pull up and don't flinch
And Let's Go
I know you in love w that bitch
Is she the one u callin your wife cuz
That is my hoe
And she keep suckin my dick
And don't you love the way she bend over and touch 
On her toes, bitch I know, he layin low
Cuz he don't want smoke

Bitch I came up from the bricks
Only way I thought I'd get out of that shit
Was a rope
All my boy's hittin them licks
Either that or they with the fiends and they
Sellin dat dope
And since we ain't never had shit
Ya gotta love the way a young nigga been
Drippin in gold, if he don't, he layin low
Cuz he don't want smoke


(Verse) - Ethan Ross

Say my name lil bitch do it justice, fuck this, ima go abuse another substance, cut with a different cloth then the fuck shit, constant panic on my mind from what I done did. On me, bitch I got bandz in my black jeans, tight grip pussy be controlling she a mad ting. Baffling, my haters broke hey say they fasting. All cap, yo pockets dust it’s embarrassing. Lemme address it, shawty wear that dress just for me I undress it, she looking sexy, she like it when I get aggressive, the way she throw it back is oh-so impressive// gonna be swinging fists I’m dangerous to fuck boys, I told him shut the fuck up I do not wanna hear one noise, I’m raging in the street with all goons we breaking windows, he said his gang outside you ain’t outside you little bitch hoe


(Hook) - CAIRO!

Yo
Boiii you keep talkin that shit
So if u really bout it pull up and don't flinch
And Let's Go
I know you in love w that bitch
Is she the one u callin your wife cuz
That is my hoe
And she keep suckin my dick
And don't you love the way she bend over and touch 
On her toes, bitch I know, he layin low
Cuz he don't want smoke

Bitch I came up from the bricks
Only way I thought I'd get out of that shit
Was a rope
All my boy's hittin them licks
Either that or they with the fiends and they
Sellin dat dope
And since we ain't never had shit
Ya gotta love the way a young nigga been
Drippin in gold, if he don't, he layin low
Cuz he don't want smoke

SMOKE!

SMOKE! - Ft. Ethan Ross (Prod Dxnilukx)

Yuh
Aye
Aye
Like shut up little bitch
Brodie in the back with his gun up little bitch
Got water on my wrist like I'm whipping in the kit
Ima kick in yo door takin all your fucking shit
Like
Like shut up little bitch
Brodie in the back with his gun up little bitch
Got water on my wrist like I'm whipping in the kit
Ima kick in your door takin all yo fucking shit
Like
All these little bitch boys
Fuck out my face I'm running to the bag
I need all my cake
Little shawty on her back I nut on her face
You don't flip no packs you a little mistake
Get up off my back
Get up off my dick
I don't fuck with no rats
You can eat this clip
Get out of my stack
Get out of my pack
Ima load this Mac
It gonna rip a stick
Fuck with the bum that's your biggest mistake
I got some hittas that need a new rank
Talk on my gang he gonna end up the same
Talk all that shit but you ain't about a stain
Cut up your throat you can choke on smoke
I been cooking up fire they on it like dope
Whip all white and it just like the Pope
Stick all black and it gon take your soul
You cannot fuck with the kid bitch you ain't on my level
We cooking them up and we poppin like kettle
I'm cuttin yo head you get left with a bezel
I'm taking your money your mouth to the metal
Like
Hangin out the window shotgun in my palms I'm high as fuck
Cruisin smokin indo lookin for another stain get left with blood

Yuh
Aye
Aye
Like shut up little bitch
Brodie in the back with his gun up little bitch
Got water on my wrist like I'm whipping in the kit
Ima kick in yo door takin all your fucking shit
Like
Like shut up little bitch
Brodie in the back with his gun up little bitch
Got water on my wrist like I'm whipping in the kit
Ima kick in your door takin all yo fucking shit
Like
All these little bitch boys
Fuck out my face I'm running to the bag
I need all my cake
Little shawty on her back I nut on her face
You don't flip no packs you a little mistake
Get up off my back
Get up off my dick
I don't fuck with no rats
You can eat this clip
Get out of my stack
Get out of my pack
Ima load this Mac
It gonna rip a stick
Fuck with the bum that's your biggest mistake
I got some hittas that need a new rank
Talk on my gang he gonna end up the same
Talk all that shit but you ain't about a stain
Cut up your throat you can choke on smoke
I been cooking up fire they on it like dope
Whip all white and it just like the Pope
Stick all black and it gon take your soul
You cannot fuck with the kid bitch you ain't on my level
We cooking them up and we poppin like kettle
I'm cuttin yo head you get left with a bezel
I'm taking your money your mouth to the metal
Like
Hangin out the window shotgun in my palms I'm high as fuck
Cruisin smokin indo lookin for another stain get left with blood

SHUT UP! w/ FINDMYNAME

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Yury - Posted (prod. Yury)

SADZILLA x KOBENZ x COTTONTAIL - WAKA WAKA

with @sinizterofficial
prod. @muppbeatss

LYRICS:

(BEARDED LEGEND)

Guess what, we up, still flying,
Had to fuck around, found out,
You diving down,
Gotta give you a little bit of guidance,
Put that shit on autopilot now

(SINIZTER)

Started from the bottom but we up now
When I pull up to the function leave it shutdown
Know I’m going through a lot always up, downs
But I keep on pushing forward never back down
Run yo mouth about us but we still on
Know you know I’m gettin’ active with my grin on
See me take off up in my rocket like a Klingon
And I’m ‘bout to fuckin’ blast off betta strap on
Sky high flyin’, eject
Mask my anger, pretense
Sky high flyin’ reject
Head in clouds no descent

(BEARDED LEGEND)

Guess what, we up, still flying,
Had to fuck around, found out,
You diving down,
Gotta give you a little bit of guidance,
Put that shit on autopilot now

Said we boutta get massive, laughing,
What you gonna do when motherfuckers run rampant,
Slam shit, never gonna stop advancing,
How you gonna beat a motherfucker with a passion, can’t,
Come with the best M.O.,
Never gonna miss an opportunity to grow, let’s go,
Always gonna see me vibing,
Got my shit on autopilot now

Guess what, we up, still flying,
Had to fuck around, found out,
You diving down,
Gotta give you a little bit of guidance,
Put that shit on autopilot now

BEARDED LEGEND & SINIZTER - AUTOPILOT (PROD. MUPP)

🖤pyrrhic🖤
@dearpyrrhic
☠️www.instagram.com/dearpyrrhic/
lyrics:
Protect your neck cause I'm looking for a throat to slit
I’ll kill your whole clan kinda like Itachi did
Knock knock, I'm rolling through your block
I murder…
Protect your neck cause I'm looking for a throat to slit
I’ll kill your whole clan kinda like Itachi did
Knock knock, I'm rolling through your block
I murder everything I mop it up and only leave the chalk

Tell me, how much would you pay to let me spare your life?
I know your bitch and she be rolling up and grinding on my nine
I go woah, let it spray and I be feeling so divine
With a mask on my face, I might go and catch a case
If you wanna start shit, yank up on your chain
Now you a target in the mosh pit
Run up with my team, I keep a beam
I’m staying toxic
Another mothafucka down and now his family lost it
Laughing as they dropping, yeah yeah
Out in the shadows with your bitch she off dirt
She a fan of the kid got her taking off her skirt
All white pale skin shawty looking like a ghost
Imma bust all on that bitty keep my powder in  her nose

Protect your neck cause I'm looking for a throat to slit
I’ll kill your whole clan kinda like Itachi did
Knock knock, I'm rolling through your block
I murder everything I mop it up and only leave the chalk

I dont even believe in dreaming, see me just steady scheming
Pretty heathen got you screaming, no, leaning and really fiending
No competing when you’re feeling like a bitch get buck
My speaking get her creaming leaving demons in her guts
Spit into your mouth, do you like the taste of my curses?
Imma keep you on a leash,Imma train you to be my servant
Don’t be nervous little bitch, stop your squirming no this won’t hurt
I’ll keep talking all my shit until you pussies have learned my…
Name, You a lame, I keep it all on display bitch
Bey to the blade, I'm ripping it through your face bitch
Say what it say, I got a thing for the pain bitch
Stuck in my ways, and that shit will never change bitch

Protect your neck cause I'm looking for a throat to slit
I’ll kill your whole clan kinda like Itachi did
Knock knock, I'm rolling through your block
I murder everything I mop it up and only leave the chalk

Spotify

KEEP EM SCREAMING!

B.JNR - loose control

Lyrics:

Yes I’m in control
AK wrapped around my shoulder 
Oh no pussy boy
Strike with venom like a cobra 
Stepping up on your blood 
Murder all in the Aroma 
Better walk with caution cos I’m right around the corner

Yes I’m in control
AK wrapped around my shoulder 
Oh no pussy boy
Strike with venom like a cobra 
Stepping up on your blood 
Murder all in the Aroma 
Better walk with caution cos I’m right around the corner

Hey hey hey hey
Oh you think you hard?
Hey hey hey hey
Well pussy boy you not
Hey hey hey hey
I see through your facade
Creeping all through the night 
You cannot see us we’re camouflaged
Like
Eu pego o dinheiro, então Eu gasto o dinheiro
Please do not act like a hero
Because my weapons are lethal like AYE!

O que fazemos é ilegal AYE! AYE AYE!  
You and I are not fucking equal AYE! AYE AYE! 

Yes I’m in control
AK wrapped around my shoulder 
Oh no pussy boy
Strike with venom like a cobra 
Stepping up on your blood 
Murder all in the Aroma 
Better walk with caution cos I’m right around the corner

Yes I’m in control
AK wrapped around my shoulder 
Oh no pussy boy
Strike with venom like a cobra 
Stepping up on your blood 
Murder all in the Aroma 
Better walk with caution cos I’m right around the corner

So what you wanna do! AYE!
Don’t fuck with us because you know your ass will lose
I’m in a GT to skirt up on your crew AYE!
I keep a special beam so call me piccolo 
Stop it before I up the power pole, get knocking
Your girl don’t like it
How I be taking the hot talk from your noggin
But ain’t no stoppin!
I put my foot in a pot like what is boiling?
He spoiled, he rotten 
So why these niggas talk like they be hot man?

Yes I’m in control
AK wrapped around my shoulder 
Oh no pussy boy
Strike with venom like a cobra 
Stepping up on your blood 
Murder all in the Aroma 
Better walk with caution cos I’m right around the corner

Yes I’m in control
AK wrapped around my shoulder 
Oh no pussy boy
Strike with venom like a cobra 
Stepping up on your blood 
Murder all in the Aroma 
Better walk with caution cos I’m right around the corner

Kuma the Third - FRENZY

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