Sadzilla - Cell Games (feat. Santos Santana, Prompto, B-Train, Blake Basic & Drugsta)

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)

Earth has left the chat.

Xelishurt:

MY DRACO GONNA SPIN THROUGH HIS BLOCK LIKE A CART WHEEL
HILT WITH MY BLADE, YEAH ILL CUT HIM LIKE A CAR DEAL
SEND HIS BODY SHOTS FROM THE WATER LIKE A NAVE SEAL
GIVIN OUT BAPE DONT ASK FOR THE FRIENDS DEAL

GUCCI, FENDI, WHICH ONE FOR THE WAIST?
IF THE NIGGA PISS ME OFF THEN I'LL SHOOT HIM IN HIS FACE
YEAH THESE BULLETS IN HIS ORBIT, HIT HIM IN HIS SPACE
YEAH I'M KILLIN ALL THESE ASSHOLES COULDN'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT A RACE
LIKE FUCKIN UP YOUR DAY HEY! DON'T SAY?
AND WE RUNNING THROUGH YOUR HOOD CAUSE YOU KNOW WE DON'T PLAY!
AND WE DON'T GIVE A FUCK HUH? YOU DON'T SAY?
YEAH WE RUNNING THROUGH YOUR HOOD CAUSE YOU KNOW WE DON'T PLAY!

COUNTING UP HUNDREDS AND THEY BLUE ON THE BANKROLL
TOUCH HIS FUCKIN SHORTY ON HER HOLE LIKE A BAGEL
LOADING UP THE MAC 10, MIGHT USE THE DRACO 
LYING LITTLE BITCH YEAH I KNOW YOU A FAKE HOE

FUCKIN ON YOUR BITCH UH, NIGHTLIFE
YEAH SHE SAID SHE LOVE A WOLF SHE GONNA HOWL FOR THE NIGHT
LIKE A FLASHLIGHT UH HUH IT'S ON SIGHT
AND I'M GOIN FOR THE PANTIES MIGHT DO IT LIKE MIKE
YEAH WE FUCKIN AT THE RED LIGHT...DOT SIGHT UH BREAK ANOTHER RUBBER YEAH I THINK THAT I MIGHT
FUCKIN THAT SHORTY AND SHE DO WHAT I SAY SO, COUNTING UP HUNDREDS AND THEY BLUE ON MY BANKROLL

Prompto:

Yeah she gon back back back it up
Lookin at these racks these stacks stay adding up 
Call me charlie brown good grief im acting up
ima bite down sink my teeth count dracula

Woah this orbit keeps in motion 
I'm the one that's chosen
way too hot to handle I be poppin ibuprofen
pull up with the trojan
dancing with my omens
way she throw it back make it 

(yeah you know its prompto)
god damn slow down red light green light every step counts
in the club you should see all the ways that it bounce
up up left right and you know it come down
okay, no way no way back up in this bitch 
and i need another taste
wanna rage when i rave in the fame of the frame such a pain to erase need to stay in the same domain

What are you doing prompto!?

Xel:
Took her to the crib uh last night
Prompto:
Ima take another chance blow a kiss and roll the dice
Xel:
Came in with a blade uh slick knife
Prompto:
Slick rick rip n dip in the pit ima strife
Xel:
Like came in with a backshot uh flash hot 
Prompto:
non stop cant compete with me there's no shot

🌎ORBIT MUSIC VIDEO🌎

ORBIT W/ PROMPTO (Prod. SHNEAKY)

He a dead man walking
Choppas get you chopping
Always packin' metal if a nigga keep on talking
I'll put you in a coffin
Leave you with no conscious
Smoking on yo pack and leave yo body in there rotting

He a dead man walking
Choppas get you chopping
Always packin' metal if a nigga keep on talking
I'll put you in a coffin
Leave you with no conscious
Smoking on yo pack and leave yo body in there rotting

Gotta strap in the back with Glock an attach
And I run wit yo bitch I be blowing the back
Gotta AR attach I be holding it back
And I'm back from the trap where I rap and I crap
And I smoke on a dab no mid or wack
Gone count my chips and count my racks
From the back I clap bounce back if that
And you don't want the smoke I could promise you that

Ima spaz on the track we gone get that bag
No cap big stack like a big big bad
No clips at the pad we gone click clack back
No bag just racks and bands bands

Bands Bands
50 on your block bro
Holo with the dot
And a pussy what I'm not hoe
Talk all that talk when you can't even walk tho
Might need a mop clean ops out the blocko

Goner a Walmart gay machine gun kelly
How you a shrimp and you still got a belly
Talk like a brit on the televised tele
Claiming you tough but Evan bitch really

Adios my nigga time to say bye
Your boy is dead in a ditch in Dubai
Wait to pull straps cause I like to win fights
Without my holos but after I might

Pull out the gat put a hole in his head
Bitch you a mat with the way that I step
Skin to the bone and ill eat what is left
Spit that shit out cause you bitch in the flesh

He a dead man walking
Choppas get you chopping
Always packin' metal if a nigga keep on talking
I'll put you in a coffin
Leave you with no conscious
Smoking on yo pack and leave yo body in there rotting
He a dead man walking
Choppas get you chopping
Always packin' metal if a nigga keep on talking
I'll put you in a coffin
Leave you with no conscious
Smoking on yo pack and leave yo body in there rotting

DEADMAN WALKiN

Day$okee- DEADMAN WALKiN feat pranav.wav (prod. bumboi)

Jake Hill - Satin Black (prod. Lil $wedden)

Lyrics:

I'm riding slick
With my boys
In the whip
Making noise
Hear that V12 engine running
Hanging out the window gunning
I'm riding slick
With my boys
In the whip
Making noise
Hear that V12 engine running
Hanging out the window gunning, gunning
We on the run from the 5-0
Step on the gas we got that nitro, ohhh
We on the run from the 5-0
Step on the gas we got that n-n-n-n-n-n

Unleash the beast inside
And let it come alive
Look in the rear view mirror
Deep into your eyes
You know that it's your time
To the leave the past behind
I will never surrender no
I'm r-r-r-r-riding

I'm riding slick
I'm riding slick
I'm riding slick
With my boys
In the whip
Making noise
Hear that V12 engine running
Hanging out the window gunning
I'm riding slick
With my boys
In the whip
Making noise
Hear that V12 engine running
Hanging out the window gunning, gunning
We on the run from the 5-0
Step on the gas we got that nitro
We on the run from the 5-0
Step on the gas we got that nitro


I'm riding slick
With my boys
In the whip
Making noise
Hear that V12 engine running
Hanging out the window gunning
I'm riding slick
With my boys
In the whip
Making noise
Hear that V12 engine running
Hanging out the window gunning, gunning
Cos I'm riding, riding, riding slick

RIDIN' SLICK

▶️LYRIC VIDEO

RIDIN' SLICK 🚔 Prod. DAEGHO x FLXTLINE 🚘

R38 ft. Slevpy808 & Reptilelegit (prod. by dentist)

she tryna dance no tik tok 
come get ya mans fore 
he git his shit rocked
say its the truth
i can tell that it is not 
breathin them fumes
ye hell really is hot

ye i really can tell that u feel da burn 
burn it to some ashes im throwing it in an urn 
hit em wit da magic im hittin em wit a curse 
somethin in my anatomy bouta take over the earth

stupid slut 
better pick up the pace 
finna smoke a big blunt
and its straight to my face 
finna fuck up my lungs
finna fuck up my brain
bitch im smoking on runtz
bitch im smoking on dank


if u got an issue we moving it to da side 
ye im bouta kill u u bouta meet u demise
hit u wit a burner im takin yo fuckin life
bitch im bouta murder im turnin off all tha light

FEEL DA BURN (PROD. XRAVIAL)

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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!

Lyrics: 

Yuh I say, wassup?
I’m Mr. steal your girl bitch she don’t need you, im what’s up now
If you want to talk you can meet me in the back
Bitch, bring your fucking hands up and you know it’s on attack

I got full clip if you really want to test me
Choppas on your head, bitch I got ops that want my head cleaned
That hoe she a bop but she knows how to caress me
I don’t want to stand out I don’t want to stand out I don’t bitch I got a 

Got a bad bitch hitting my line 
She sent me a text, now I’m breaking her spine
I don’t give a fuck if you love me 
Ima fucking leave you in the past, when I see you say bye, like

Trauma, I ain’t tryna stay with a problem 
I’ve been making money no problem
Now i drift my BRZ in the back no cap and I motherfucking bought it

Now hold up, I drift my shit to side while I text your girl good night
She like me cause I’m dangerous, i got stacks, and a motherfucking gat go splat
Snow bunny heaven, I just wanna be like Mike when I step back I take flight
Bitches want to fuck all night, but I’m busy in the stu making money for the rest of my life

I say wassup, why you really tryna fuck?
Bitch you tried to throw me down but now I got my numbers up
Hoe you thought that I was stuck, fuck yo man yeah he a cuck
I told shawty that I'm long gone, guess you outta luck

Ayy shawty I'm fucking yo friend
I went and told her go hop in the benz, huh
I'm making moves and I'm moving up
Baby I'm making that money extend

I know you making less then I could spend
Money, it coming, it come with no end, huh
Go and watch yo hoe cus I got some pics she wanna send

We in the backseat of the whip
Check on her phone she got that clip
I blew her back out and  I got that vid
Check her location cus she at my crib

She on my tip she be suckin her lips off
But you still gave her a kiss, huh
She gon come running, cus I got that stuff that stuff she gonna miss
So I slide in her DMs like

Yuh I say, wassup?
I’m Mr. steal your girl bitch she don’t need you, im what’s up now
If you want to talk you can meet me in the back
Bitch, bring your fucking hands up and you know it’s on attack

I got full clip if you really want to test me
Choppas on your head, bitch I got ops that want my head cleaned
That hoe she a bop but she knows how to caress me
I don’t want to stand out I don’t want to stand out I don’t bitch I got a

I Say, Wassup? w/ purge!

This track encapsulates the controversy between calm and chaotic. This is what I like to imagine the Jokers thoughts being like. I took the darkest sounds I could to try to capture the dark, gritty, and chaotic theme that Gotham and the DC universe has established and made it my own through dubstep! I hope you all enjoy this track. Leave any thoughts and feedback. Thank you so much!

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