Mall Rave (PROD DEADEYED 🖤)

collection of 4 tracks made between 2018 and 2019. produced by AJANI ABSTARKT and co-produced by DEADXYED.

1. TRACK 1 (Prod. Ajani Abstrkt)
2.STORMY DANIELS (Prod. dntknw)
3.TRACK 2 (Prod. Ajani Abstrkt & Deadxyed)
4.LISA BONET (Prod. Keem The cipher)

(disclaimer, all tracks not produced by the duo are not for profit use and we give full credit to the producers of said tracks)

Love you all and be on the lookout for Ajani Abstrakt's duo project "wave cheq" and more beats from DEADEYED//BLACK coming soon late 2022 early 2023, peace, love and God bless <3

AJANI ABSTRAKT & DEADEYED//BLACK present: Women and Dividends (Offline) (2018-2019)

Lyrics:

Say she a stripper 
Baby do ya job 
Off the liquor 
So she take me back and do massage 
This is all mirage 
Faded drivin stolen dodge 
Fallin down the portal 
Hopin God behind this smoky fog 

Cause this is do or die 
Hope he give men wings to fly 
Feelin like a buzzin fly I'm livin life with sunken eyes 
 
Shit 

Ay aye aye 

Call me Kango nigga 
Cause I can't go 
I know Lotta niggas that supply you wit that draco 
Had smack some sense into these niggas
Call it danco 
Tryna fly domestic to the tropics doin tango 
Crackers try to test it boy I'll whip ya ass like Jango 

Government corrupt 
They go to hoods and leave a Dropbox 
Just to fuck shit up
While niggas in the whip to hotbox 
Make you dance wit pistol shots 
Our brothas playin hopscotch 
We wash the pain wit liquor shots 
I'm drinkin on some Scotch rocks 
Only mess wit women if they mental state is top notch 
Had to drop my plug cause he was buggin 
Had the block hot 
I be on my white shit you can catch me bumpin soft rock 
On my disrespectful shit 
So I tell my boy "your mom's hot"

But on the real man
I keep the blade concealed 
Got a pocket fulla dope 
And rolled up dolla beel 
I don't need a pocket rocket 
That's for the niggas in the field 
But I'm on a different field 
Gotta use the sword of intellect 
Break you down to basics within fractions of a millisec 
Niggas always dissin but theyntakin shots that's indirect 
I gladly tell you fuck off
Wit the upmost sense of disrespect
I treat you like a tray and ash you wit my fuckin cigarette 

made this for the sake of material lol


i had to whisper in this song because I was in the bathroom at 3am[Prod. Okra Beats]

recorded in 2018 throwaway, I was in a manic headspace at the time, here is a mugshot from that year

Mom look, I painted the house! (2018 Demo) (Prod. Wendigo)

Produced in 2018 more throwaway gems. Don't remember exactly when I made this but it is circa 2018-2019

I wander around for days missing who I once was(2019) (Prod. DEADEYEDBLACK)

Produced By me. Hope you catch a feeling.

Don't You Miss When You Were Young?? (Prod. DEADEYED//BLACK)

All credits to original producer, Suzukisan.  lyrics composed by me, and they make absolutely no sense

baby do you want it then?
not the type to be ya friend
make me feel like maybellene 
Im starred out at the scene
I walked so far oh no
grab my head again
I can't be your charming
but I'll be ya mannequin 
huffin duster
now i flutter like a pelican

(adlibs and harmonizing)

I cant sweep you off you feet
dont need you I beat my own meat
all she wanna do is smoke weed
have some fun and flirt with bronies (lol)
and she know a homie got sweets, fronside flip I did it wit steez
got a blade on side of my jean
just to poke a guy who gone creep 

(more harmonizing)

baby do you want it then?
not the type to be ya friend
make me feel like maybellene 
Im starred out at the scene
I walked so far oh no
grab my head again
I can't be your charming
but I'll be ya mannequin 
huffin duster
now i flutter like a pelican

(bridge) 

two dope chicks is on the outside
i got the supply that got me all high 
jump off the bridge thank god that ill fly
when you look at me you got me all shy 
if i had the chance then youd be up on my lap
waltz and when we'll dance at the local bar tap 

swear that these guys aint nothin but cap x 2

you look sad cause you see me in a mask 
blade sittin tight in the seems of my pants
said you were leavin, so we leave it in the past
gone by the evening we achievin different paths... </3

(more shitty harmonizing)

I'm so stuck
you eyeing me across the room like you dont wanna f**k

 




(harmonics)
 eh I'l finish the rest later

GH0SHTDANCE (Prod. Suzukisan)

i am weird yes ik


lyrics:

smoke blunts of the pie
all black pants 
wit the weapon aside 
say she wanna hang but I'm not that guy 
told her f*ck off 
throw that cash in the sky 
I just told my shrink, that I need  a fuckin bat
I do not have the time to think, his medulla in his lap
I do the smack that they grab at boarders
Indeed a habit that I have supported
Two weeks n crash by the crack of mornin
Gold in my locks, I eat daddys porridge
Go to the station see pigs then we set em on fire
Got dope n a rig torch the shit wit a lighter
I waste alll my time gettin wasted in wired
We stampin ya head wit the tracks from my tires
Im voilent for leisure
pistol is silent got 9 kilometers 
took psylocibine defyin my leaders 
eye of the tiger 
I'm high and I'm eager 
that look in her eyes 
she a dime she a teether
my foot in the skies n my eyes in the heaters 

gamble wit my life
I'm like rambo wit a knife 
I can't handle all the lies 
kill the cattle let it slice 
booty nice 
you a fooly guy 
two piece wit da rice 
makin movie nights 
hit that booty right 


(e orgasming at the end of the song)

I could sh*t on a mic and it would still rap better than you (PROD DEADEYED//🖤)

instrumental for "I could sh*t on a mic and it would still rap better than you" 

SILENT HILL (PROD DEADEYED//🖤)

ILOVEUBABY (Lets ride on my pegasus) (Prod. NOIIZ PROD)

Lyrics

Life without a home on the streets
I do not condone all these freaks 
I
In the booth record all my heat
My tongue is like a sword without the sheath
Life without a guide 
How Im feelin deep inside 
N I haven't been the same 
Cause my granny not alive 
Look into the light 
Off a dose of psylocibe 
No I pray unto the lord 
Hope he keep me full of life 
Lost my appetite
From the loss of all these lives 
See some Homies smilin wide 
Other homies in the skies 
Want to plant up all the seeds, see the fruit from how I thrive
Open up ya mind 
Need to take a deeper dive 
Damn, man I can't believe all the lies ...
My pops told me man let cha nuts hang 
No more cuts 
Rid my sheets of the blood stains 
Used to cut wrists 
Used to scuff up my fists 
See the doves I'm in love 
Still I jump from that cliff 
Run from the judge 
Now I'm booked 
Told him off rip
That I want off the hook 

Run from the law
And enforcements
Punch on ya jaw
Now you plead for a forfeit
Streets full of corpses 
She rock a corset
Run wit some thieves 
Then we leave in a Corvette

Life without a home on the streets
My
Life's without a goal incomplete
I 
Sing from out the soul on my knees 

Bargain wit the devil
Bet he'll be my highest bidder
Knife is sharpened like a bevel
Use a knife to stab my liver
Smokin pot n chompin kettle 
Now my thoughts is drowned in rivers
Greet the day n then I frown 
Her salad tossed in time for dinner 


written by: Carlos Mathews
produced by: AJANI ABSTRAKT 

No Home Freestyle (Prod AJANI ABSTRAKT)

lyrics 


Shawty give the right top
Sign a deal I might not 
Homie cracked a seal n then he pour it in the sprite pop 
Like a navy seal I split ya head up wit the right shot 
Baby cop a feel n get c
Getcha heart up in a tight knot
Claimin u conceal but gettin smack up wit a bike lock
My niggas know the deal it's fuck the law so then we fight cops 
Open for the headline now they lookin second 
I'm open when it's bedtime they always need a lesson 




Love the way you walk around and act so proud 
Lost love found and I can't come down 
Can't break free got ya love locked down 
Call me Mr west when it all falls down


all production credits go to original producer (Cyberia), lyrics written by me.

I don't care to impress you baby (Prod. cyberia)

Demo written and produced back in april,

lyrics:

(x3) 

shawty don't come round 
heard she got lovers now
wanna do numbers now
but I might stay in the underground 
babe you got me feeling so crazy
walk in the room you amazing 
didn't even know that I'm crazy 
and for that I'm sorry girl 
lost in the sea of this modern world 
dance on the floor give your bod a twirl 

(harmonizing)

written and produced by me. took a long time to want to upload this

I remember when you used to make my day (PROD DEAD//EYED)

produced by my nigga BlackFacedBandit, we bout to take over the game!

lyrics:

So sad
MCs get thrown off tracks
In streets off dope I'm glad 
She sweet I go hot damn
Deep throat she hope I stab 
Increase each dose I'm slapped
Midwest east coast broadcast 
Go broke buy coats pop tags 
U denied contact 
Options are limited
Dividends being broke 
Wit the villages 
Pillagin in ya home were the children is
Mad cause I'm killin it 
Fuck all u f*gs get the bag fuck the filitrin
Bold and I'm villainous
Cold as a chillin fridge 
Broke but I brag and I boast got em livin sick 
Had to take a pause 
Man in the skies 
Hadda pray to God 
If shit hits the fan 
Then I'll take the odds 

Tired of the fakes 
And you stankin broads 
I'm finna start shankin debates is off 
I flip over tables 
In states of shock
U niggas is rapists
It makes me scoff
U ain't got a dad 
Guess hes taken off




HYPERBEAM! (PROD. //DEADEYED)

I've just been in my room lost in these beats

Shiloh's Dynasty

I DO NOT OWN RIGHTS TO THIS BEAT

new EP coming i december

Coffee Bean Freestyle (Travis scott remix)

Folk Trap

ZERO//5UIT (prototype 1)

punk rock blackened white trash Vocalist/Producer in an E-girl body 



mathews.carlos@protonmail.com for inquiry 
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