Found and lost

Rollin With Tha Click

Global Pandemic [Prod.SALAZAR187]

SPECIAL THANKS TO @NEKASROF FOR THE BEAT.
REMIX BY @HERNVNDEZ666 COMING SOON.


Cover Art by yours truly @half-dead-shogun

LOST IN THA SLAB (PROD. FORSAKEN)

ACAB 
RIP to those whom have fallen by the hands of pigs. 

produced by me.

Artwork by my good friend Maggie.  

lyrics as follows: 
I volunteer, brew a beer 
out of sweat and blood and tears from my peers
i do not swallow fear 
cobra spit it crystal clear
no control of your mind?
then who you rep?
you give these motherfuckers fear  
they see that as respect 
military industial 
complex
Murder is virus 
when my fingers make a fist 
put my blood on pavements
black and blue piglets
get killed next 
You cant kill us all 
Too much blood makes the earth stressed 


Pit roast a fuckin pig 
i got plots already dug 
the plot thickens for a thug 
all i see is death and drugs 
actin like they arent pawns for evil, naw i cant do it 
aint an ounce of humanitarianism in my brain fluid
they might lock me in the sanitarium 
for 
being aware of them 
im well aware of this and i aint scared of them 
you can take my body out 
ima take some with me when i pull the shoty out 
catch me sittin on the couch 

slugs blow the stomach out 
suicide by cop the only way 
that ill take myself out 
thats the only way 
that ill myself out 
suicide by cop 
black and blue uniforms 
i'll let the blood drop   
nah i aint a gang member but im thugged out 
kick in my door without a warrant ambulance rushin out 
only way ill myself out 
suicide by cop 
ill make sure
everybody get shot 

big brother eye in the sky 
watching me supply 
fuck the cia nsa and the fbi 
living in the final times 
get it how you live ima
ima get it how it die 
 exploit the proficies 
into profits living mockeries 
mockinbird sing 
while i stalk the streets i think  somebodys followin me 
lay low low key 
there is no such thing 
brainwash cheesecloth
algorythim for a sting
they don't represent the country 
lots of us mean more 
fuck them suckas im cocked and loaded waiting at my screen door 
they afraid all they got is information from conversations 
hack into my files for the secrets are contagious 
its gon take a lot of them to wipe me of the streets n pages 
they can pump my body with bullets 
kill my fam but im still ageless 
in the matrix   
Suicide by cop Thats the only way Ima let my blood drop
Fuckers got me on edge 24 sev..

Suicide By Cop - Ned Bundy

132'st GHETTO BANDS

PLAYA LIKE ME [PROD. KEDALA]

BLOODY GLOCK

I didnt wanna drop music at a time like this but i mnow music helps and heals. I support all the protesting and even the rioting, this is a song to smoke to and relax in the midst of all this chaos. I love yall fuck 12

Shiny Thingz (prod. Hydra)

FUCK THE POLICE(PROD. SID WHITE)

prod. by me

Verse 1 It’s causing havoc and pistol packing and gritty thangs / so grab ya picket get wicked to show your many pains 

You see the looting the voices of many angered souls,  / the built in struggles now tell me where else we gonna go ? 

Steady riding out the whip I’m tossing turning looking back / im hoping for a difference but I know they tryna catch me lack 

 so now I go into question I might just have to pray / cuz lately it’s been crazy Im hoping this ain’t my final days 

Living in corruption it’s jumping it seem we’re stepping back / the fire shows the hatred and anger it’s time to set the match 

If we ain’t coming to peace then best to grab the piece / busting for some changes the weeping inside these many streets 





Verse 2 

You never know  you never know , when it’s just time to go / the pigments  that is different with question of many stories told 

So many different struggles it starts , from just the date of birth / a baby that ain’t knowing you’ll double to put in extra work

Times after times it hurts,  but keep on looking up , / keep on pushing to get your goals no matter if it’s tough 

They ain’t tryna see your dreams become into reality / so keep yo fingers up into the sky and go live happily 

Now we go and chanting it’s time to go in and make stand / we pushing for you crooked officials to pay for all the damned 

I’m screaming FtP to the casket to go and get what’s mine / and rip to  Mr. G Floyd , now let your spirit shine

KROOKED AMERIKKKA

Wax-Fog Mystery Team Presents...
 "Wax-Fog Mysteries"
- Produced by: 6 SENZ, ACIDKICK,KROY,ERTYENG,TOPE2DIE,DJ PYS, & LIL ALMODOVAR aka MEDIO GRAMO aka KALU
- Cover Art by: KROY
Album 2020

6 SENZ & KROY - It All Feels The Same

STEP BACK [prod. safeguard]

PickUpThatKnee (Prod . Notorious Nick)

STREET OF BROKEN LIGHTS

Slim Guerilla - Ask Your Bitch If Ima Lie (edit) prod. TRIPATAPE

The original Jazz Playa from New Mexico, MACKJUNT. releases his first full length album SIC INTENTIONS THIS FRIDAY!! with 12 original tracks. Creating new footprints in the jazz genre with this release. He returns solely from his joined conquest he contributed to in JAZZ PLAYAZ QUARTET'S LP - INTERNATIONAL JAZZ PLAYAZ.

SIC INTENTIONS

Mackjunt. - Exotic Vogues

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DJ SCARY PIMP X KEIJIN - GOIN' INSANE

MOSHPIT (feat. MACEXFACE x Shadow Puppet)

QERTQ X KINYBOI - BEATING HOES DOWN

Mixed/Mastered - Hellhills
Lyrics - 

Stuck inside my thoughts I’m wondering if change can even happen Reactions produce the madness 
If I could relieve the planet from danger 
Feel my pain and my anger 
Stay saluting my people to me you’re never a stranger 
Hard to trust or navigate yourself around in the jungle but understand you’re not the only one confused with the struggle with living life 
Am I living right? 
Shadows all among us but the light remain living bright 
Something that will never die 
I can think of many ways to put an end to this 
But they refuse to open doors when facing challenges 
It’s time to recognize the truth ignore the benefits 
Because it’s not enough our worth is more than limitless 
I crumble the paper they use to tell me I’m worthless they dress in uniform in disguise of a demon, a Serpent, they wanted war on our people to change your title to servants you work a 9-5 for the low and they tell you it’s worth it
Fuck em 
Hate will never bring a good man down 
But if it’s man down, know that we don’t fuck around 
This ain’t a dying breed, me and my brothers bleed 
Revolutionary energy we come in peace  
And I can never give a damn about the shit they say 
Cuz they can build them walls but it won’t keep us all away 
There’s terrorists in the city they claim to keep you safe 
Not a badge I can trust in the land of the kkk

1962. (Prod. Oddwin)

𝑨𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒖𝒎 𝒍𝒂𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒕, 𝒒𝒖𝒊 𝒄𝒖𝒎 𝒆𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒈𝒂𝒕.

Found and lost

KAM1KAZE