Name: 2025 Right Here Prod By Dj Slash Feat LoneBrass by Dj Slash Officiel SDX Prod
Duration: 2 min 39 s
Description: Exclu Prod By DJ Slash Officiel Feat LoneBrass

Excellent mon Slash comme toujours. ❤️😘

Jaime bien le mélange des deux vibes est sympa 😊

UNRELEASED PANGAEA SINGLE
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LYRICS:

“How could you ever be proud of yourself?”
“I’ve never been prouder.”

Rolling too deep, with a pack full of muds
I got cross-eyed faded, hit her back with a buzz
Thats a 2 time grammy, when I’m under-feeling love
In a Memphis sample, chop it up, it a cut

Cuttin' mob ties, god five, separate the blood
Red veins bleed blue, does that make me ‘merica?
Cause the white bleed blue, now my soul indigo, pack the-
Purple in da pipe, now we smokin’ da indica

40oz, Johnny Dang, rolling with da contraband
Gucci umbrella, for when her tears getting out her face
Human race, the only race, where you can get a fucking stake
And stab my heart, hope insurance can cover the blood stains

Depths of this pit, just making me laugh
Got 40 psycho exes covering ‘merican maps
I’ma love when they discover the merit of facts
Memories linger like you a ghost in the past

Only one time for the dead to be dead 
I'll be damned if my blood bleed red 
Skin my corpse, no ev' for the feds 
Skin my corpse, no ev' for the feds
(2x)

-

Her teeth got diamonds, mine's got chips
'fore they past that rolling blitz 
I'ma need my holy bitch
This might be my only stitch
Eyes cut wide, I see no depth 
40 acres, still no steps 
Lucifer, I need my rep
On my walls, the blood stain red-

-

As hollow as tree’s do, might see what the keef do
I’m labeled as crazy, point fingers at you too
I ain’t concerned at the plot at what she do-
Tears full of cheating, does she know that we knew?

I might go wax on the pen, off Miyagi
I am too high to accept your apology
Eyes getting glassy, I know you ain’t sorry
Dead-beat bitch, I ain’t pray to a phoney-

Only one time for the dead to be dead 
I'll be damned if my blood bleed red 
Skin my corpse, no ev for the feds 
Skin my corpse, no ev for the feds
(2x)

Graveyard shift workin' 9 to a 5
I don't need percocet's, cause the weed do fine 
Perci' to perci-seconds, I feel a major high 
I've been running too long, now my spirit don't fly

I see no future, casino my mutual 
Fearing the cure and I, drink at my funeral 
Holes in they head while they eatin' their cereal 
The cross upside down, cause the feeling is mutual

-

Her teeth got diamonds, mine's got chips
'fore they past that rolling blitz 
I'ma need my holy bitch
This might be my only stitch
Eyes cut wide, I see no depth 
40 acres, still no steps 
Lucifer, I need my rep
On my walls, the blood stain red...

-

Only one time for the dead to be dead 
I'll be damned if my blood bleed red 
Skin my corpse, no ev for the feds 
Skin my corpse, no ev for the feds
(2x)

ONLY ONE TIME

🅂🄿🄾🅃🄸🄵🅈

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐀

BIG TULSA
LYRICS:

Dead spot, terrified
This shit could make-
Nun’s cry

Five four, drivin’ by
Better think’
‘bout ride or die

Three two, refuse to die
Label it a homicide

One, zero
Sleepy time
Label it-
A homicide
-
How you feeling off that Gosha? 
Bad bitch, Oklahoma
Why ya running with these vultures?
Laying wire like a soldier

Know you looking for a shoulder 
Bad bitch, Oklahoma
Bank account, I shouldn’t told ya 
40 acres, up in Tulsa
-
For my severance, I got little leverage
I won’t meet your parents, cause they hella selfish

They breeding beauty, now she serving duty, cause her figures missing, no support for dreamin’

Sorry children, this ain’t wicked fiction, cannot look at these bitches, I wish they we’re thinkin’

Hailing down, just like a rainy evening, I got more in me, pour forty four for da drinkin’
-
Blood on my lips, it’s turning toxic, fallin’
Call what it is, I’m really sorry, call it
Lesson learnin’ from the preacher, facetious
It's kinda ironic, that Adderal that need us

Mask up my neck, they can’t see us
Move in silence, ninjas, came to healin'
Angel, even if I knew your demons-
Couldn’t help, my aura only fleeting...

Chap up my lips, we can make out what love is-
Wrap up this shit, cause I’m hurting and hugging
Fucking’ concussion, Im straight to the cutting, white
Lie after line, and these bottles be thumpin’

Rolling on floors, cause da lower the better, it-
make me forget that my lovers in my sweaters
After all the dust and debris has settled-
I’m the one that had to pick up the rubble.
-
Dead spot, terrified
This shit could make-
Nun’s cry

Five four, drivin’ by
Better think’
‘bout ride or die

Three two, refuse to die
Label it a homicide

One, zero
Sleepy time
Label it-
A homicide
-
How you feeling off that Gosha? 
Bad bitch, Oklahoma
Why ya running with these vultures?
Laying wire like a soldier

Know you looking for a shoulder 
Bad bitch, Oklahoma
Bank account, I shouldn’t told ya 
40 acres, up in Tulsa

TULSA

𝐓𝐔𝐋𝐒𝐀

RUN WITH THE SPARROWS

LYRICS:

Runnin’ with sparrows
Got the whole flock due, block two, vendeta
And how she’d shake them feathers, you’d think that’s sparrow
And this whip, click, chirp, we indulge in the shadows

-

We been the sparrow, feining, with de fleet and-
She started ‘Aphrodite’, that love thy Greek
N’ ‘fore cutting Mesa’s, seen sum bad siamese-
get-togethers, go-uhn, flaunt ya feathers, I know-

Population rollin’ single scroll so- 
When I’m naming ‘em batch-uh-bitches, as “The Pharaohs” the-
Honest terminology, pair of “Fair Hoes”
It ain’t nun’ to do, when they back it like Sparrow

I could still care less, I like it caramel
And how they bring it back, it’s like it’s show and tell
The upper sand dunes, getting broad’s temple
It’s the way she flaunting, like I might need uh *****

Messa Oasis, still a ways a way still
I had some hunches, camel-back, they wear still
So we left in good state, bad bitch neighbor
I haven’t even made it through my day still

Ain’t what “U C”, can’t be seen, only sought it
It’s what “I C”, turns my icon, to iconic
Birds started chirp, tell his land-lord I bought it
I got lil’ sparrow, I can spare, for the grotto

Fuck court-side, bench tickets
Traveling, like I got sense who did it
One look and thats their 10th digit, so- 
Many countries, said “Mi Amore” to a French bitch…

-

Run with the sparrows
-and ya body still flaunt Con Stretto
-and she shake them feathers, you’d think them sparrow
-and she hold them keys, to a temple

Runnin’ with sparrows
Got the whole flock due, block two, vendeta
And how she’d shake them feathers, you’d think that’s sparrow
And this whip, click, chirp, we indulge in the shadows

We been the sparrow, feining, with de fleet and-
She started ‘Aphrodite’, that love thy Greek
N’ ‘fore cutting Mesa’s, seen sum bad siamese-
get-togethers, go-uhn, flaunt ya feathers, I know-

SPARROW

𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖

DID YOU JUST HEAR THAT SHHH*
(I produced this mf)

LYRICS:
Livin’ C.O. for the cause, I’m the goat
Changing da script on OG, now it’s "Joe"
Co-signin’ da pair of her tits, need ‘em both
So if her name ring a bell, needa go, UGH

You so, bent, y’outta shape, negelct
Tight ass, all-terrain, now that a stretch like-
Breakin' the bank wasn’t good enough
Her phone lack reception, you think she gon’ cope?

Putting this boat on the map, now you gonna witness
Bring the steam in this switzerland fitted winters
Fresh off the boat, where my grand pops from
Italiano stir da meltin' pot-

Why you only help yourself out?
Thats not Pangaea, copped out
Go ahead, knock yourself out...
Go ‘head, knock yourself out.

What, Uh?
What, Uh?
Livin’ Contemporary Continental
Stars in building, we see Nostradamus

Cissy Houston, cut da confusion
Do not take me back, I’m free and about to abuse it
I got validation from da mirrors image
Greetin’ salutations to da credit limit

ATV’S donuts on 80 acres, courtside-
Winners circle just like LA Lakers
This da Gods land, we sharing fellow prayers
When my sun sets, I’m going upstairs

Cut the-
cell service, up in Montana
Angelic property in Santana, needin’
Full rinse, and some washed hands, you can’t fake this 
Fully continental like-

What does this land make you think of?

Yea bitch
Fully continential image
Contemporary, how we did this...
Fully continential image

Know these acres are my privledge
Land carved in my image
40 acres, now ya witness
50 acres, now my vision

60 acres in my season
They don’t want to, but they need us
Make great color, thesis
Land carved by Jesus

Yea bitch-
Fully continential image
Contemporary, how we did this
Fully continential image
Contemporary, how we did this

Contemporary Continental

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐋

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