This a old ass track I made back in like 2016 but had to let it loose. Audio quality is a bit lacking but this was one of my first times recording and mixing anything. Definitely a different style, too.

Figured I'd drop something since I can't record for now.

Recorded & mixed by me, mastered with Soundcloud+.

NevadippiN (No Hook) (Prod. Ocean Beats)

Twisted Insane Type Beat - "Demons"

DJ Flex - Upbeat Hip Hop Instrumental (The Higher Class Rap Contest)

DJ Flex - Sad Hip Hop Instrumental

Reggae instrumental final

Check out the lyric video on YT!

youtube.com/watch?v=gNICcC94sIM

Something I cooked up a few years back when I was tryin out some recs.
Written & engineered/mixed by me, mastered with Soundcloud+.

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Pillow (Prod. Santos Santana)

Another oldie from 2017 I mixed up then mastered with Soundcloud+.

Run Ya Mouf (Prod. Ghxst & Kloud)

This was my first time freestyling a hook. Had to learn to mix with autotune cause of this track. 2018 bars

Single (Prod. SCXTT & Keanu Beats)

A 2019 hitter I never uploaded. Written, recorded, mixed & mastered by me.

Sauce (Prod. Lezter & Azzlack)

Follow along with the lyric video on YouTube:
youtube.com/watch?v=vr2oh_PLd-c

This that evil choppa shit, one of my newest recs.

Written, spit, engineered and mixed by me. Mastered with Soundcloud+

Lyrics:
Verse 1
comin up wit that choppa flow im rippin it wit the thought control
hoppin up on the top alone im poppin up n im bout to blow
you pullin up and you tryin to spit it but you cannot approach
brrr,  squeezin the trigger wita barrel down ya throat

im choppin up all my bread graduated from player straight to coach
you stutterin cause you missin a syllable, boy you pitiful
im puttin it up in yo bitch cause she beggin for all my decimals
id love to hit it quit it but not today cause i gotta go

thinking it like you winnin but you isnt bitch you trippin
talking about the bitches i just hit it, then forget it
the venom up in the sentence should prolly win like a guiness
my pen and paper the sickest you prolly never could spit this

im committed to the mission no matter what yall be spittin
fuck the competition ima teach  you kids a lesson
give a damn about my image, only care about my vision
i know i cant be forgiven, im aware and i aint trippin

Hook
Y'all bitches don't want some fuck
When we ridin' around get to duckin'
If I talk it's the end of discussion 
n whether at night or we ridin in broad day, we bussin

We do not get in no scuffle
We poppin em choppas in public
Way that we act it's disgustin'
And I never gave a fuck a bout a mothafuckin sucka

Verse 2
If ya get gone then ya children get starving
I talked to the devil and made him a bargain
I gave up my life just so I could be farming
A garden of souls and it's time for the harvest

Ya think it's the end, but I'm just getting started
I do this by choice, cause he gave me an option
I feel more alive when I'm constantly sparring
I'm fighting for me and my loved ones around me

The snake in the tree see the apple, we hungry
I'm feeling like Eve let the sins all up in me
Just like this Remy, I'm downin it swiftly
If u saw what I've seen, then you'd probably get me

Saw you were two faced. Dug you like two graves
Catch me whippin up a batch you can freebase
Youngin catch ya hustlin butcha took three breaks
When I'm outchea hustlin I don't take no breaks

Hook
Y'all bitches don't want some fuck
When we ridin' around get to duckin'
If I talk it's the end of discussion 
n whether at night or we ridin in broad day, we bussin

We do not get in no scuffle
We poppin em choppas in public
Way that we act it's disgustin'
And I never gave a fuck a bout a mothafuckin sucka

Verse 3
Souls. Know the devil, he be on it
Would you keep yours, knowin how bad he want it?
What if I told you all he do is dinin' right upon it?
Sink his teeth in, you're deleted, and it's on to countin dollas

No wait, that's me.
I'm confusin the devil for that beast.
So you better keep ya hands the fuck up offa my feast
If you robbin somebody make sure you know who he be

Cause if its me then you'll be defeated by demons in need of eatin
I mean it I'm feelin meaner than nina she need a meter of meat
And I'm finna feed her repeat and then scream at grievers
I dream it, I beat my meat, eat my meal and you'll meet the reaper

Fuck that, too lazy to rap fast 
Ima half ass like you bitches that are half plastic
See I rap acid, I ain't gotta try
Finna get you high cause the bars fuckin fantastic

Sucka

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SuckA (Prod. NetuH)

Lil Halloween special for y'all. This is probably the best example of my type of music. That grimey dark trap ish wit em choppa lyrics.

Written, recorded and mixed by me. Mastered with Soundcloud+

Lyrics:
[Hook]
Ay, ay
Might just get hit wit a stick
Might just fuck round n pop up at ya crib
Might just get hit wit a flick of the wrist

Ay, ay, ay
Might just show up where you sippin
Pick up a mic and demand they attention
Offer 10gs to point out where you sittin

Ay, ay, ay
How long before you get to dippin
Go 'head n tell yaself he must be kiddin
Go 'head n wait around to be a victim

Ay, Got you all like he gon switch up yet
I got it regardless I'm flippin the script
And I will not stop til I'm toppin the charts
and I'm poppin up often all over ya bish

[Verse 1]
Post up in the backroom, chillin
Ridin wit the rhythm
Youngin on a mission
Homie out here he be stovetop whippin
Don't fall victim
to the dope all in it

Still cookin but it's sold already
If we want it, then we go on get it
If ya want it we can go off, come n getcha flows off
ima leave you stoned off criny

Ima leave ya girl all giddy.
I go hard, no hard feelings
Show off, don't stop grinnin'
Won't starve, no god, know my limits

Hit em wit the crowbar flow
Feel it when ya hear it, to the road y'all go
nah. You will never slow my roll.
Sold my soul n my flow got cold

Like woah, woah, want a hunnid million sold
Grab it by the throat n never ever let go
If ya talkin dollas we-a never say no, yeah
We-a run up on him leave his body straight cold, yeah

We don't got no problems if the money stay gold
We don't talk about it like our lips stay froze
N her hips, they know, never trip, stay cool
You don't really want it wit a savage animal

[Hook]
Ay, ay
Might just get hit wit a stick
Might just fuck round n pop up at ya crib
Might just get hit wit a flick of the wrist

Ay, ay, ay
Might just show up where you sippin
Pick up a mic and demand they attention
Offer 10gs to point out where you sittin

Ay, ay, ay
How long before you get to dippin
Go 'head n tell yaself he must be kiddin
Go 'head n wait around to be a victim

Ay, Got you all like he gon switch up yet
I got it regardless I'm flippin the script
And I will not stop til I'm toppin the charts
and I'm poppin up often all over ya bish

[Verse 2]
If I do it, I do it wit confidence
Not tryna fuck up the rep wit the populace
Way that I run it you'd think I was ominous
And I'm not braggin, I'm just bein honest yuh

Feel a lil stressed so I spark this yuh
Stank up the neighbourin apartments, yuh
Thought it was reggie but when you hit it
you could tell the shit came from a goddess, yuh

Been workin for a minute never loungin'
Said a minute but it's more like 10 thousand
I been writin bars, been goin hard
Put in all my hours never doubt it

You use the elevator its no effort
We use the stairs we been workin to get here
Stick got a sight and yo bitch gonna ride 
Might just fuck on yo life if I want yours I get her

yuh, yuh if I want yours I get her
all I ever do bout problems is settle em
all I ever do is rhyme I'm upsettin em
got em tryna rap n lookin up synonyms, heh.

that's a funny ass sentiment
Don't seem to know nobody that you betta then
You don't really want a war wit a veteran
You look silly I pull up lookin elegant

From the city 5-14 yeah we reppin it
1 on 1 me in the streets aint no steppin in
Wreckin em, i dont ever need no medicine
Better than, any other known specimen

Feminine, what you actin like, not menacing
Estrogen what you filled up wit, embarassin
By comparison consider me gentleman
fuck the cut up little drugs that you peddlin ay

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CrowbarFloW (AY) (Prod. Soulker & Keno & T-sma)

Dark and demonic just like I like 'em.

Written, recorded and mixed by me. Mastered with Soundcloud+

Lyric Visualizer on YT: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LDTrln6dIr4

LoseYaminD (Prod. NetuH)

Some hype dark trap to turn up wit. Shoutout to any WOLF PACK members bumpin this.

Check out the visualizer on my YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZD1pzxERDJI

As usual, written, recorded and mixed by me. Mastered with Soundcloud+.

Lyrics:
He a killa when he walk in issa bomb threat
Wit the bars he a monster, Loch Ness
Anybody step, Flex, ain't no contest
End up wit a slit neck, hm move along, next

And I hear that mothafucka feedin on flesh
They talkin bout they don't believe it but they all stressed
They bring it up so they helpin along the progress
Plant ideas and cause doubt, that's the process

Talk bout you trappin all up in ya raps
When you never even seen the white in a bag 
Only servin green and now you think you all that
Boy ya shit is weak and you are not in the trap

Then he like "ay! cut me some slack"
I be like nah, you fake n you wack
Just cause you got yourself a lil rack
That don't make you hard or real and that is a fact

I been reppin for the gang that's the WOLF PACK (GANG)
Y'already know ain't got a book up in the bookbag (LOUD)
We worldwide and the PACK we be off that
Catch a whiff while we slidin by n ya look back

Cause you know we'll drink to that we'll take a sip to that
And issa fact we won't remember when we thinkin back
Fuckupthe bag, Getup and gettinitback
Whether wit trap or the rap
Make it a stack, blow it n getitallback
We never know how to act 

WILD
uh yuh
We wild
uh

WILD
uh
Ya we wild

If you ain't gang can't understand us
Smokin several strains of devil's lettuce
Always rollin dank fuck if you let us
Keep the fame boi we just want the chedda x2

3 leashes one hound call him Cerberus
finna tear you apart never heard of this
I'm a Titan I'm a star like I'm Astraeus
n I let him go huntin' like Orion is uh

Guess who that make me?
ya uh. Hades (hades)
Guess who that make me?  
ya uh. Hades (hades)

Hit em wit the voodoo got a bag of ya bones
Hit em and I kill em put a tag on ya toe 
While you out here wishin I ain't rap anymore
I be out here whippin up a batch on the stove

Won't stop, nah I won't, til I pop or I croak
If they tryna get me ghost then I'm comin for they throats
Only do it cause I'm dope got em hangin from a rope
But I got the PACK behind me can't stop our growth

WILD
uh yuh
We wild
uh

WILD
uh
Ya we wild

It's irrational what I would do to get it
I want everything so fuck a small percentage
All I ever do is stay on the offensive (yuh)
I don't need no coach and I am no apprentice (nah)
I am independent, tryna push my talent
Like the coca right up on the counter
Can't tell me shit when I'm off the powder
Get a noise complaint, I turn the music louder

And I'm smokin sour, I don't do no downers
I just down the uppers, get a lil rowdy
It's a lil cloudy up in here (smoke)
Cup dirty lookin like it's Saudi up in here (lean)
Fat booty make that shit go bouncy up in here (twerk)
n we don't let no bitch get mouthy up in here (nah)
Party poppin you could swear the lawd be up in here
But it's good that he ain't cause we dogs all up in here huh

WOLF PACK

WILD (Prod. Soulker)

Lil turn up workout track for y'all this time. Had a lot of fun wit this one.

Written, recorded and mixed by me. Mastered with Soundcloud+

Lyrics:
[Hook]
Hit em up, stick em up (left, right)
Get em up, knuckle up (let's fight)
Get the bucks, bet on us (get mine)
We gonna, fuck it up (onmy life) x2

Yeah you gang but not fuckin wit us
Talk all the shit bout the squad getcha touch
Pull up n droppin the top issa must
Errtime we stoppin we causin a fuss, ya we does x2

[Verse]
Other day that boy came up to me
Tryna talk up like he bout it, he g
Know that the swamp he came out of is murky
Not a charmer but a snake what he be

Huh, better stay outta the grass
Huh, you not about it, you cap
Huh, you neva keep it a stack
Huh, always ride round wit the mask

Hit em wit a back up, playa
Finna get rocked, y'ont stop lil beta, huh
There ain't ever been no greater
Sittin on top, no not omega

Alpha, Ima fuckin savage like I'm outta Valhalla
Fightin, drinkin, no not water
I'm up in ya palace and I'm raidin on all ya
Fightin, drinkin, til I'm gone yeah

[Hook]
Hit em up, stick em up (left, right)
Get em up, knuckle up (let's fight)
Get the bucks, bet on us (get mine)
We gonna, fuck it up (onmy life) x2

Yeah you gang but not fuckin wit us
Talk all the shit bout the squad getcha touch
Pull up n droppin the top issa must
Errtime we stoppin we causin a fuss, ya we does x2

[Outro]
We never settle, huh
Cop it n buss down the bezel (buss it, buss it)
We never settle, huh
Cop it n buss down the bezel (buss it, buss it)

We never settle, huh
Cop it n buss down the bezel (buss it, buss it)
We never settle, huh nah
buss down the bezel (buss it)

FighT! (Prod. Soulker)

Did a lot of research to up my mixing game recently so I'm trying out a few new techniques here. Lemme know what y'all like and what y'all don't!

Written, spit and mixed by me. Mastered with Soundcloud+.

Lyric Visualizer on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GnflCOlQ8a8

Look up Walk Among Kings on YouTube he's got some fire beats:
https://www.youtube.com/c/WakBeats

Lyrics:
Lotta haters always tryn talk up
But ain't nobody ever wanna pull up

I'm like I'm like I'm like

I'm like waddup, bitch, get cut up, bitch
Don't know what you said cus you stutter, kid
Came up witthe gang outthe gutter, wrist
Nowwe in international waters, drip
 
Got a couple racks in the closet
Got a couple kicks in the office
Said a couple I meant I got all em
Wardrobes man I buy that shit often

Y'all aint catchin me dead not flossin
At the crib got a couple of options
More foes bring em on then they goners
Bout the bars, I'm a victor, flawless

Combat what I want man I'm bout it
I'm thrivin, around it
you want it? I got it
Liu Kang wit it, a Shaolin

Combattin, I'm bout it
I'm thrivin, around it
you want it? I got it
Liu Kang wit it, a Shaolin

Huh. But ain't preachin peace in here
You fakin what we declare
Ain't care what you overhear
We aimin for millionaire

I'm like waddup, bitch, get cut up, bitch
Don't know what you said cus you stutter, kid
Came up wit the gang out the gutter, wrist
Nowwe in international waters, drip

Got a couple racks in the closet
Got a couple kicks in the office
Said a couple I meant I got all em
Wardrobes man I buy that shit often

Ugh, lyin every time that shit come out ya mouth
So I never give a fuck bout what you talkin bout
As long as I am breathing you'll be down n out
cause I'm always spittin circles round ya buncha clowns

ay, Out ya mouth, talkin bout, down n out
ay, Buncha clowns, bout the clout, fuck out my way
I'm about large amounts, fuck what you say
I'm on now, underground but I won't stay

WadduP (Prod. Walk Among Kings)

Back to that dark ish wit this one. Thinkin of makin an EP of these.

Written, recorded and mixed by me. Mastered with Soundcloud+

Lyrics:
Stay the fuck away don't want no mothafuckin small talk
If you ever cross me in the streets you betta walk on
Waste no second out my day for pussies you is all soft
How the fuck you never shuttin up but ain't got lock jaw

Rock you in ya face n leave a bubble on ya lower lip
Pop you in the head n leave a tunnel through ya skull bitch
I don't give a fuck you wanna beef well then I'm wit it
but I hope you like it raw cause the shit is gon be done quick

ugh And I never gave a FUCK
Gettin thru this life with my middle fingers up
Yuh. uh And I never gave a FUCK
Pull up in ya town we gon burn the city up ugh

Ridin round wit a trunk fulla bricks
Tryna get outta town for a flip
Then a pussy pull up in a whip
Try to tell me to give him the shit

That lil bro he don't know who I is
He don't know how I roll in this bitch
Tryna catch all the smoke outta pistol
Automatic you know we don't miss

Hit em and I get em, I'm stickin him in a minute
Ain't playin wit the sinnin I'm makin sure that he finished
Although sometimes playa gotta get it done quick
So he hit a mothafucka up twice then dip.

Ain't stick around that time to see if he survive
Shit is risky I ain't tryna be seen outside
Right around the time and the scene of the crime
Ridin wit a trunk fulla crank, big timing

So I ain't ever stoppin I don't see no other option
Gotta get the pack up out here or the consequences dire
I'm a youngin on a mission ain't no question or suspicion
I got hella shit to prove I got my shot n I won't miss it

ugh yuh And I never gave a FUCK
Gettin thru this life with my middle fingers up
Yeah. uh And I never gave a FUCK
Ridin through ya town we gon burn the city up uh

Stay the fuck away don't want no mothafuckin small talk
If you ever cross me in the streets you betta walk on
Waste no second out my day for pussies you is all soft
How the fuck you never shuttin up but ain't got lock jaw

Rock you in ya face n leave a bubble on ya lower lip
Pop you in the head n leave a tunnel through ya skull bitch
I don't give a fuck you wanna beef well then I'm wit it
but I hope you like it raw cause the shit is gon be done quick

ugh shit is gon be done quick

hope you like it raw cause the shit is gon be done quick

uh. you wanna beef well then I'm wit it
but I hope you like it raw cause the shit is gon be done quick

LockjaW (Prod. H3 Music)

Got some hard bars and flows for y'all here. Tryna slow it down a bit and do less choppa shit to be understood more. What y'all think?

Lyric video on YouTube:
https://youtu.be/8APWFul3CAg

Written, spit and mixed by me. Mastered with Soundcloud+.

Look up the homie ØG LIN on YouTube his beats are mad underrated:
https://www.youtube.com/c/ØGLIN

AtlaS (Prod. ØG LIN)

Hit me up on IG @roy.alflex
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-My recording equipment-
Mic: RØDE NT1-A
Mixer: Yamaha MG10XU 10-channel
Studio Phones: Audio-Technica ATH-M50x
DAW: FL Studio 20 Pro

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