Lyrics
I wanna cuff you but I can’t 
You tinted out they eyes so they can’t see me win
I’ll take you round’ the world before I let you in
I told you what I wanted and I made it real clear
Spending all my money on designer jeans 
Looking at yo chain that shit look jank 
You Looking at my chain like you tryna stain
Gang gone leave yo body stink
Spray paint
I let her go how the fuck you gone think that Imma chase it
These niggas copy and they paste yeah they trace
Bet a fuck Nigga won’t see me in my face 
Bet a 100 I won’t air it in your face 
You know my head no it’s not a safe place 
Another pussy Nigga tryna make way
Nigga turn yo song down shits lame
Nigga cut yo song off shit stink.

BLACKSKINNYJEANS PROD WAIFU

2ears4me2eyes2see Prod Dreamnote

All that I'm feeling for you, wear it on my sleeve
We had our ups and downs but you promised that you wouldn't leave me
I know it's hard, I use it as a sword
You shield me from the world, you make me feel invincible

Big fish, so I swim to the side
Opps come but they always seem to leave with the tide
When you walk more than talk they will laugh at your stride
When you pray more than pay they will laugh at your tithe
I used to wear my heart on my sleeve
Lately it's finding use as my sheathe
Who are you with and where is your team
When they try to rule with only one ring
Sauron had one ring, Lebron had three more
So I'll give you twelve just to be sure
I need you with me in Christian Dior
Your heart on your sleeve and touching the floor
Like touching the ground, it's not that profound
You came to propose, like what do you offer me
A beating heart and an offering
Feel this heartbreak
But it more or less feels like a car chase
And the more I race you get far away
And the more God laid down a heartbreak
I would say it's suiting me fine
I had learned that nothing in this world would be mine
Cleaning all my armor 'cuz I want it to shine
Still feel it in my head not escaping my mind
I played it like a thousand times

All that I'm feeling for you, wear it on my sleeve
We had our ups and downs but you promised that you wouldn't leave me
I know it's hard, I use it as a sword
You shield me from the world, you make me feel invincible

I eat with all my brothers like disciples
Rightful, my place in the universe's cycle
You man or you a mouse? That nigga Fievel
I'm not talking thriller, they refer to me as Micheal
Yeah my family walkin' with some halos,
 we can be right at your side if I but say so
Guidin' sheep and sippin' wine, that's where the days go
You ain't got no sauce so gimme bread without the mayo
Baby baby you're my only Queen of Sheba
I don't need a Ruth or Virgin Mary neither
Blinded by the light I wish that y'all could see her
Binding to the book, a common thread, that's why we need her
My brothers flyin' like a dove
Praise be to my niggas, help me out during the flood
Livin' by the book, now paper is my only love
Scribin' from on high, yea Push is shinin' from above

Heart On My Sleeve ft. Art, MJG!, DSS Shinra

Oracul Femto - Wandering Traveler

hhymn for february x,,x prod @iiv4rii

heres a quick one just before the worm burrows in
shake my host from the wheel, flesh deserves a life of sin
new body, time to take it for a spin
talking bout a quick slip, its a service not a question
i feel disgusting, this wont come out in the shower
getting slutty every sunday, letting cardinals devour
cant figure why youre praying that i speak from your tower
heading to your crypt to prey on undisclosed firepower
i wrote a hymn every time that i apologized
i write a hymn for every speck of dust plucked from my eyes
truth or deception, make you swerve between the lines
got a bulletproof hymnal, burn it till you fucking memorize

but you cant focus on this, bitch
made you needing lasik
left on read, talking basic, get off my list
you just cant focus on this, bitch
cant even tell if i exist
you look for counterfeit, all lead paint no real chips
you just cant focus on this, bitch
took too much fake to kill the trip
so much pressure, need to put you in a tourniquet
you just cant focus on this, bitch
wont even read the final twist
so many threads around my wrist
tied in shame, rest in piss

U DONT EXIST (prod. iiv4rii)

kz - Tell Your World (feat. Hatsune Miku) AIKA's Bootleg DJ Tool

when the rain is frozen

blowing smoke

w/ @yungxwater

btch i mde
btch i mde em $$$
btch i mde
btch i mde em $$$
ya
btch i mde
btch i mde em $$$
btch i mde
btch i mde em $$$

ya
mde sum bnds
n thn im gon not cmin bck
ya
said she luv me 
ya 
me 2
i won cmbck
ya
got a fyne shyt
she start playin w her rck
ya
i start buyin shi 
ya 
i mde a couple $$$

brng it in
ya
em bens i brng em in
fuk no ho im fukin 10s
cartiers got scriptd lens
ya
im fukin on his ho
tht lil boy might flip a lid
n i got sum jordan 1s
btch i cant evn tuch tha rim

ya
geekd up 
thnk im geekd up smkin cali reefa
swrvin in sum euro shi
thtz painted all blck
i tld u if u rlly need tht
thn i need it all cash
oh oh
like sahbabii put tht stck up
if im servin out tha va u bst believe im blikdup
n all mah haterz stay mad
im tlkin crzy whn im fukd up in my alex jones bag
i mean her tats look like shi but damn her ass is so phat
ima hit it 4 tha 1 tme thn spn it rite bck
oh oh
n im geekd up smkin cali reefa
n im geekd up smkin cali reefa
thnk im geekd up
thnk im geekd up
im geekd up

ya
mde sum bnds
n thn im gon not cmin bck
ya
said she luv me 
ya 
me 2
i won cmbck
ya
got a fyne shyt
she start playin w her rck
ya
i start buyin shi 
ya 
i mde a couple $$$

couple (prod. stressful x twincitys)

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Lyrics:
brand new glock wit a hunnid round mag
ik u wan fuk (x3)
ik all yo friends
turned u to a slut

holdup
thinkin bout what we did while i
rollup
now all these btchs wanna fw us
so what
i got hoes from california beggin for a nut
yeah dont fw us (x2)

i been in my head, in my head
yeah im going mia (m-mia)
fckin with new btches every day
la hoes they all up in my place, in my place
i aint say you could stay
but u fcking with my brain

holdup
thinkin bout what we did while i
rollup
now all these btchs wanna fw us
so what
i got hoes from california beggin for a nut
yeah dont fw us (x2)

i think this the city of hoes (3x)

brand new glock wit a hunnid round mag
ik u wan fuk (x3)
ik all yo friends
turned u to a slut

holdup
thinkin bout what we did while i
rollup
now all these btchs wanna fw us
so what
i got hoes from california beggin for a nut
yeah dont fw us (x2)

i been in my head, in my head
yeah im going mia (m-mia)
fckin with new btches every day
la hoes they all up in my place, in my place
i aint say you could stay
but u fcking with my brain


Production: AstroKidd

la hoes (prod. astrokidd)

Unreleased Evil EP

Satellite

So it is written.
Atlanta-based underground dungeon rap collective

THE SCRIBES ARE:
Shinra: https://soundcloud.com/almighty_push
Genocide Jay: https://soundcloud.com/genocidewithaj
DAYRFI: https://soundcloud.com/daylynn-brown
MJG!
Shune
Ivory
Sticky
Jodi
Black Moon

Heart On My Sleeve ft. Art, MJG!, DSS Shinra

dead sea scribes

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