Bin Reaper 2

Frankenstein

is this all a relapse?

Lob Threat

featuring. Michael Jordan   DP

kob an diesel by CODY & YXKO

BabyTron - Prince of The Mitten 2

Bin Reaper 3: New Testament

Remote Control

Top Floor by CD Maque

(prod. prodpin666)
shout out to cody shout out to dp shout out too you

Akihabara (feat.CD Maque)

I’m back.

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LYRICS:

Click. Sh Sh. Bang. I’m back again 
Even though it’s rough, we gonna climb the bends 
I’m gonna climb these charts til the shit just ends 
and the way i’m shot, i’ll make the roof cave in 
We don’t make no pop, no lame shit you did 
I’m more interested in being the kid that still never shit 
But i stayed 10 ten toes, and i didn’t lose my spirit, Your ego shows, 
everybody knows you didn’t paint your own picture, 
but for mine people hear it, uh, can I say it, y’all really need to change the way you’ve been living 
i really do too, but that shits old news 
imma still do what i was made to do
be a stoop assassin and begin my rule
i just don’t wanna stop all my love.

and Im not a circumstance, I’m the king.
Bounce off my brain, you’re so Grand like a ping  
Oh y’all know, I just want all things
There yall go, like mike, 3rd ring 
All my gold broke in fights like i’m Ming
so I sold my soul, but held my breathe
so Lucifer just really can’t do shit. 
My dick is death, you’d rather suck on meat 
You think I’m lying? come get at me. 
Im In your girls dreams, Telepethy. 
And take a look, it’s what i said it’d be. 
this ain’t my best yet so do ya best bet 
i been picked out next, i’m the first draft pick 
i always wanted that when i was like 10
8 years later, what changed? not him
i burn gas in the tank, wipe ya up like mops. 
that’s my game plan too, yo i’m never gonna stop.  
One drop ain’t enough, and I wanna make it tough. 
Cuz now I’m back, it’s my finals run. 
you gonna see how we all get down, like james brown 
and you can’t run a city, you lost your home town 
you try to get your fame now, but you’re burning out 
A thousand disses from you is never too much 


Fuck all the circumstance, Imma king
You don’t know nothing bout royalty 
Why would I bluff things? Y’all have seen
Fuck all the gloves girl, i’m obscene 
i fuck my bitches like it’s like a porn scene 
and my head ain’t down, I realized last week
Y’all can never beat me, i’m the god on beats
The place, is sitting there waiting for me. 
My face, is never really real happy. 
Other than… and when my ass is scrapping.
I hate y’all guts, if you know what’s happening, 
The tape drops soon and it’s done for y’all
I swear on god… and on alcohol 
My shit will pop, if you like it or not
witness greatness, make my job less harsh 
But either fucking way I put it down in the song
I wanna be the greatest that they’ve seen in a while 
That can make ya dull track slap dumb with will power 
i’m never gonna stop, and one ain’t enough
your weak ass bluffs and cash got ya stuck
it’s weird y’all the same, but i’m really just not
ever think maybe it’s what i said all along?
so play my theme song, you’re wrong, they’re all wrong 
i play with the bitches you pray on like ball
and we fucked last week, she was on my jock
i got the gold jumping round on my hand like hop scotch 
you a damn hypocrite you sip nyquil like pop 
i don’t even wanna shock, i don’t even want applause 
i just really wanna shock ya box like i’m nas.
3-stacks later I’m gone 6 cars.
all in one night, like that song i called.
i said i’d reign, but they doubted it all. 


a thousand disses from you is never enough.

kob an diesel by CODY & YXKO

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