spaced up, always looking up

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lilac19 - DIRTT

[VERSE I: Yung Christ]
i got the glock in my yoga pants
fucking that bitch in a yoga stance
swanging that K in an open stance
loaded from smoking that opium
stain a lil boy in the clothes he's in
all of my walls they closing in
5150
they tryna come get me
just minding my business and moseying
matte black
smoking packs
panic attacks back to back
xanax on my lap debating 
should i relapse?
but back to the hoe i was talking bout
i just wanna put it up in her mouth
pimping up in my blood
wassup cuz?
thuggin that dirty south
four letter
two numbers bitch
GREY*59
three fingers in the air
main bitch by my side
slicky pull up in a quarter mill and slaughter up your daughter
young jesus with them forgi wheels
don't walk he drive on water
anytime, anyplace
any hood, any state
good til i fucking ain't
woods to the fucking face
riding with my baby Sage
lines on expensive plates
tears on my diamond chains
stoic never looking phased
poet when i'm spitting game
show me how that pussy shaved
dosage climbing with my shame
mama crying for my pain
will they ever understand?
can i even help my dad?
money fucking up my fam
giving until there's nothing left
pulling up in that latest "damn!"
chopper stay on me 
don't need no hands
prefer to be lonely 
don't need no friends
hoe we just fucking i don't date fans
i'm with my cousin and talking plans
went to my hood and copped some land
blowing through my money like democrats
2 step on the IRS fuck a tax



[VERSE II: Romeo da Black Rose]
why the fuck you look to me for help?
there ain't an ace in the cards i was dealt
i'm 31
still don't know how to take care of myself
honestly i'm scared that i might melt
leave behind a bunch of black spots on a white pelt
maybe in the next life i'll come back as a nice belt
i don't know
there's a fine line between me and you
the biggest difference is i'll snort that shit and prolly puke
dodge and juke all the bullshit yall try and put me through
but i'm shining
babygirl wylin
catch me riding by with that look in my eyes
palm starts to sweat by the way i'm gripping my 9
yeah i'm always on my toes but i'm still the same height
standing tall over my grave
make sure it's filled with all the people we supposedly saved
make sure you throw the plaques in and all the money we made
i can't put 'em on my wall that shit just ain't my taste
lil shawty wanna marry me
i said "you're better off in debt"
if it didn't work out, baby, i'd be real hard to forget
germans whips and private jets
private beaches to access
fuck on me, baby
i'm still a mess and no that ain't a threat
i ride for my family that's GREY*59
try and be all i can be and not waste my time
on the brink of insanity
i can't make up my mind
yeah i battle my vanite and think i'm blind

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Sing Me a Lullaby, My Sweet Temptation

Matte Black

MATTE BLACK

[VERSE I: Cut Throat Van Gogh]
It’s that north north player
boy these pills ain’t no bayer and this weed like an onion
you can smell it in the air
cut throat van gogh
slicky the picture painter
my hoe want me to save her but at best i might betray her
i was never one to fit in
why would i bring a kid in this world fucked up and hard enough to just exist in
riding around with that glock thinking “should i blow my tizzop?”
one last way to ball
kill myself while getting mizzouth 



[VERSE II: Papa Pine]
scrim is fucking sober but i smoke enough weed for the both of us
honey games
my lungs are stained
must numb my brain
i can't focus
suppressing my emotions
turn 'em into concrete
let 'em sink to the bottom of the ocean
matter fact i'll turn 'em into raw meat
let the sharks eat
gut the gar please
i need to smoke
fuck
again i'm losing focus
hit the weed
so i can go to sleep
i hate having dreams
they're always fucked up and i wake up trying to breathe

Ashes of Luxury

ASHES OF LUXURY

Notorious B.I.G (Biggie Smalls) Bullshit And Party (Original 1993)

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KILL YOURSELF Part III: The Budd Dwyer Saga

HEAVILY MEDICATED

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[VERSE 1: SPOOKY DA SCARY]

my money always gone
prolly from all the drugs caught in my palm
slide em down my throat and swallow without water
dead by dawn
i told yall all these dark rooms in an empty house ain't nothing fun
drugs ain't for turning up
i take em now i'm turning numb
all these hoes trying to make me cum
but i'm too fucked up
she left so now i'm rolling blunts out of the book of Psalms
fucking rap game Ghengis Khan
bodies piled up on the lawn
checkmate on all these fucking pawns
the devil got my picture drawn
the devil got my picture drawn

[Verse 2: LIL HALF CUT]

weaponary master
$carecrow in the pasture
burn the church and flip the cross then blast the fuckin' pastor
bitch I be that bastard
these other rappers scared of
jump a mother fucker
i ain't tryna have no fair one
lurking at the bottom cause my problems keep on adding up
got a couple stalkers all because the $carecrow fucked them once
kreepin' with Ruby
he turns into Uzi
cause mother fuckers keep on tryna get buck
one shot to the head
told Uzi he's dead
leave them to rot never cover them up

Dark Side of the Clouds

GOLDEN CALF (FEAT. EDDY BAKER & FAT NICK)

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[VERSE I: LIL HALF CUT]

well it's that mac daddy
lac swangin'
all these suckers still complaining
back at it
still an addict
i got love for bad habits
riding low
sipping slow
mixing codeine with that dope
split it up with my kinfolk
grey five nine
you know the code
ridin' down the 7th
make a left on Crescent
opposite of heaven
no confessions or you end up missing
lil half cut
got the mac
oddy got the sack
yung tyler durden
introverted
born a burden
yet they still worship

[VERSE II: JAME$$PLEEN]

i got 4 lines in the cup and that cup inside another cup
creme soda turned into red creme soda
hydrocodone liquid
made the fucking doctor cough it up
now i'm leaned over
now my spleen's yoda
green throw up
ima fiend, so what?
life is but a fucking dream
pour up
drive high when i drive by just to seem sober bitch
and if i seem sober it's because my fucking spleen exploded
and i keeled over
wheels rolling right off of the cliff and splashed into that river stream below us

KILL YOURSELF Part XV: The Coast of Ashes Saga

STYROFOAM

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi
Produced by Cxld Blxxd and Kuroime

Lyrics:
Its my first day sober in a long dam time, yea
Numbin down my feelins cus im almost outta lime, yea
Only way Im gettin shit is if Im really nice, yea
Well I mean I could just bring my knife
Sorry not that kinda night

I swear

Im working everyday even when Im not workin
Being alive and interacting is exhausting
I dont really wanna parlee wicha daughter
I just wanna make some music and go so so much farther

I might pop these xannies till you cannot see my eyes yea
I might hit a licc and sell some shit down wit my guys yea
This town be so choking
Decisions were so clueless

Its my first day sober in a long dam time, yea
Numbin down my feelins cus im almost outta lime, yea
Only way Im gettin shit is if Im really nice, yea
Well I mean I could just bring my knife start a fight, yea

I swear to god its not my fault
Bare and empty like my clothes
Smoke got in my eyes
And I swear im not cryin thats some bull

Its too late I know
I knew Id fuck it up
Dont ask for anything 
Because Ive got nothing 

Dont look at me Im such a fool
I shouldve just stayed in that school
Went to class and treat her right
Live a fucking normal life

Just Leave Me Dead
Eyes gone Red

You Fucking Name It +Cxld Blxxd & Kuroime

[VERSE I: SLICK SLOTH]

playa haters surround me like vultures on a dead body
get the fuck from 'round me, ain't tryna be yo' fuckin' friend 
white boy with the nappy hair
bought the platinums, nah, not double-O, bruh
bunch of all you thirsty
thirty somethin' motherfuckin' bald head headass
won't get off this playa nuts
test yo' luck, might catch slugs
this that middle finger up
shit, fuck a bitch
and fuck you too for thinkin' we would not make it
tell me, really (How does it feel?)
if you were in the field believin' the vision that we living
fuck the fluxes of competition, we got the leverage (How does it feel?)
fuck you punks, we stock weapons
47s, .45s, TECs, poles on deck
cut throat, boy
there's more than one reason that I'm a—

[VERSE II: Ruby da Cherry]

broke boy ain't broke
i got a lot of fucking bread now
i've seen the globe
muffaletta loaf sitting in the right and left pockets
but my pockets got a lot of fucking holes
leave a trail of the crumbs for them fuckboys to follow
yeah fill up that hollow stomach with my sorrow
tomorrow ain't promised - a tough pill to swallow
but roxycodone ain't a tough pill to snort
it's a tough pill to kick
always fall short
standing tall with my vice
fuck yall for the sport
the money the bitches the fame
feeling like a hoard
now i'm smoking more ports
and i'm closer to death than i was when i was poor
cooking pizza in the kitchen
passing out on the couch
i'll die from being bored
sing a sadass song with just 4 chords
oh lord
sing a sadass song
another death in the 7th ward
oh lord
sing a sadass song for yung $now 
putting in hours at the morgue
sing a sadass song for another tally on the sword
blizzard storm when i mourn

EITHER HATED OR IGNORED

2018 2/25

1. Big Roshi - Handwritten +Flexyboy
2. Big Roshi - Corny Cornballs feat. Oso2Hundo +Homage
3. Big Roshi - Persistant +Sauron
4. Big Roshi - Patience feat. rich$$$ +JP Soundz
5. Big Roshi - Nuerodrive +Benihana
6. Big Roshi - Momentum feat. Lux +Lytton Scott
7. Big Roshi - Losin It +Pilgrim
8. Big Roshi - Rounda Boutchu feat. Rusty +Aquinas
9. Big Roshi - Mental Breakdown feat. Brusho +Sauron
10. Big Roshi - Shadow feat. CELESTIA +sketchmyname

Corny Cornballs feat. Oso2Hundo +Homage

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi
Produced by Oakerdidit

Lyrics:
Anarchist middle finger on ya mom
Bars melt quick like butter on a bun
Dubs on swole like any of you on
Dont wait for reply dont talk to anyone
Delivery quick like 80 autobon
If talk move weight then finna be a ton
If you waste my time you finna be the one
Hittem witta
Chicken dinner
Pitter patter bud

Achoo
Bless you
Even like a wagyu
Shock em like a raichu
Blassem like a typhoon
I might have to buy you
Combo two like kungfu
White but im hung too
Matter fact fuck you

I dont need your support
Smokin on a newport
I do not play fortnight
That games fuckin stupid

Now yall brought dak back
Droppin ignorant tracks
I air out some my problems
honestly
Who got time for dat

I got money to be makin
Fuck a pig i love some bacon
But do not glorify persuasion
Of positive confrontation

If you got arrested youre retarded
Please do no get roshi started
Fucked a bitch her name was margret
Slapped her ex who worked at target


Now he wants to chase me
Got that lacky waitin
Popped his fuckin collar
made his skin scrape on the pavement

Shoot your fuckin gun if you got a problem or shut up
Ima pull up wit a ak n light yo whole fam up
Stop flexxin the heaters yo cousins brought in from tampa
No insurance whippin yo as soft as fuckin fanta

Get yo fuckin bands up
Sketch a fuckin plan bruh
You more lost than matthew fox
When workin wit Jack Bender

Woah dak
CoDak
Hold dat

CoDak +Oakerdidit

Written by Big Roshi and Ak
Mixed by Big Roshi
Produced by Poloboy81

Lyrics:

Roshi
I used to stay up till 2am playin my gamecube
Play that $ki mask track where he say achoo
I dont care what you do boi stay in school
Steady lookin up to me like pizza on the roof

Ak
Used to play atari now i wanna whip a rari
Pull up on yo bitch and she ride me like a harley
Got the 4 door car with my bodygaurds behind me
aint no body rob me aint nobody finna try me

How the fuck am I crazy y'all been takin peyote
Chillin in the woods thinkin yo dumbass a coyote
Weird clvn shit rock it to the motion
Locomotive finna pop a potion
Fuckin up a function

And I always got versace
Someone fucking watch me man I pull up onna half a xan and me her do pilates
kick it like karate but im spicy like wasabi
and I do her body sloppy that my mf hobby

jock
Cuttin up a rock
Bitch steady hatin while she suckin on my cock

Woman confuse me bruh

I dont know how it work for them but
They love me when they hate me

I smoke weed
I smoke blunts
28gs
Stuff it in a blunt

Chillin in the cut
Grabbin on her but
If she fuckin wit the demon
Then she better shut it up

Ya them hoes stay hatin cause Im rockin with my haitians bitch im chillin with jamaicains but yo ass steady hatin cus im ballin on dem bitches and Im skatin
kick flip tre flip bitch flip
pls j hit my line cus i wanna get my dick licked
sick shit
hoes walkin up but i gotta be quick with the hit stick
gotta be quick on my sick shit
make her do the splits she go slip slip

Ion like yip yap talk
Or no kiss n tell bitch
One finger down her throat
Four fingers in the snitch
If the pussy talkin shit
Throw his in the abyss
Rip malcolm
His songs are always hits

I dont know you boy you cannot take a hit of nun uh dis
Pack a woody till she leakin like ill do to one yo kids
Im not savage im just honest im a jar without a lid
Not good at cardio but im still runnin from the feds
Got a multi thousand dollar company without no help
Every time I make a rack I put that shit up on a shelf
Still make enough to flex on yall and look out for myself
I aint try be a hero Im just tryna live in wealth

But its not a legal company
You think I want your company
Sometimes i play some cardi b
Cmon i said that with loyalty

Hard times
I been up just spazzin thinkin bout some shit like all night
Shut off all my brain and lose myself inside these coke lines
Never fuckin sleepin stayin up until I see the light
Drinkin 40s poppin 30s make it so ion feel alive
Dont care bout what you say lil boi youll never be inside my life

Big Roshi x Ak - Nun Uh Dis +Poloboy81

Produced by Foreign Vu
Mixed and Written by Big Roshi and Evol Buudega

Big Roshi x Evol Buudega - Lookin +Foreign Vu

Music Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F4mroeGGgjk&lc=Ugy0Y9DBvPp-03kEMhp4AaABAg

Written by Big Roshi and Evol Buudega
Mixed by Big Roshi
Produced by Oakerdidit

Lyrics:
I dont wanna talk unless you talkin bout thepay
If you fuckin walkin betta hope you out my way
I just picked a bag of different product out of state

Lil boy you a got a punchable face

like okay
Give me different reason I might have ta end the play
Got some trust issues I dont listen less you gang {take ya blews off}
Pull up wit a 30 let it bang into yo face{blow ya nuse ooff}
You rappers aint no leaders get the fuck up out my place
So much eroma from diplomas bitch i stay capped 
Take yo bitch i dont want her so i stay wrapped
pregunta for da new ya cuz i stay strapped
ak 4 play          push tuupees  bacc
I dont really care Ill write it in a fuckin song like
 gotta lotta hair yung samson boy strong like
Pissin off authority Im walkin off a fine line
Risking life majority tryin find mine



Punk ass Presidents and Punk ass Politicians
Punk ass gangsters and Punk ass Rap Submission
Money on some gold eye always on a silent mission
Put a silencer on n pop you in yo shit like double O seven

spaced up, always looking up

sadwishes'