OUROU

WuChang

NP pepeJAM

Chill

NoPixel

Prod. Pluto 

Lyrics: 

Living my life in a queue 
Stuck on a train it don't move 
I don't have nothing to lose 
No I don't have nothing to lose 

I gotta stay on the move 
Cus I gotta learn and improve 
They talk alot on my name but they don't even know that Wiked the Truth 

They don't know Wiked the Truth 
They don't know Wiked the Truth 
I know for now I'm unknown like I'm T but my mum had a dream bout a pool 

And if I'm manifesting what I say I won't stop 'til I'm making it true 
But I've been stuck in 2 minds I been taking my time to build up and recoupe 

I'll tell you the truth 
You woulda died if you were in my shoes 
I had my mind and my spirit subdued 
Talking to me by I'm not in the mood 

This typa demon you cannot elude 
It's just a feeling you gotta exclude 
Through All of the highs and all of the lows 
but me I survived so I show gratitude 

I been rolling loud yea I got all the dank 
I pour it up give a fuck what you think
I get inspired when Im sippin the drank 
I feel like Davis I go hard in the paint 

I play my part man it's simple and plain 
If I am here, then I go entertain 
I make it clear I go off till I feel I'm on set and got 'No complaints' yuh 

(hook)

Truth

Benji Song

JayAitch5 : 
https://www.twitch.tv/jayaitch5
https://www.instagram.com/johannes_howerdal/
https://twitter.com/JayAitch8

ProdByMidnight :
https://beatsbymidnight.com/
https://www.beatstars.com/prodbymidnight135/feed

Rags To Riches

Niccorazi - All I Ever Do

JayAitch5 :
www.twitch.tv/jayaitch5
www.instagram.com/johannes_howerdal/
twitter.com/JayAitch8

Off The Rails

Twitch Stream: https://www.twitch.tv/syraphic​
Twitter: https://twitter.com/syraphic​
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/syraphic/​
Tiktok: https://www.tiktok.com/@syraphic?/
Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC6Dm-GJfNhhtA-UMBVEA40Q

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Sunsets over the horizon,
The day’s come to an end
Another lonely night, alone inside my bed
Got all these thoughts racing quickly
Can’t seem to get them out my head
How do I tell you I don’t wanna be just friends?

Mirror, mirror, tell me what you see
Cause if im not with you then all there is is just a ghost of me

5 in the morning and i’m feeling summer blues
I wonder what is you got that makes me stuck up over you
can’t stand the thought of thinking if you’re with somebody new
so under your discretion, your direction, i’ll do what you do
oh, summer blues

Heart on my sleeve, and I wear it just for you
I don’t care if you break it, baby, because I expect you to
There is no rationale or thinking when you show up in my mind
I guess that’s why they say that all love is blind 

5 in the morning and i’m feeling summer blues
I wonder what is you got that makes me stuck up over you
can’t stand the thought of thinking if you’re with somebody new
so under your discretion, your direction, i’ll do what you do
oh, summer blues

syra - summer blues.

Twitch : https://www.twitch.tv/jayaitch5
Twitter : https://twitter.com/JayAitch8

End Of The Line (Bobby Beats Diss)

Sana and I made a track dedicated to the entire NoPixel server. We absolutely love this community!

Lyrics:
You know my momma always said the early bird gets the bread
I'm just glad my worm had to stay his ass in bed
Afternoon 1:09 hot damn I overslept
Late for my application to the Rooster's Rest
The sense I get fresh out the apartments
I'm wishing moms could see the world beyond the projects
New day same deal
Carrying the same steel
You know I kept one in the chamber since I moved here
Lunch for Breakfast guess I get a murder meal
Parking Lot Window Shop for a car to steal
These Localos got me loco for a Buffalo
Thinking back on how this shit's the same way at home
New beginnings feeling blessed to escape the mess
Can't let stress overtake dreams of success
No AK's today's gonna be a good day
Blast the radio let the queen Sana play

Another day in Los Santos It's got the vibe that everybody knows
We got that energy and we're feeling free
What a day to be alive in the city
Yeah, Yeah, Oh yeah! x4

I've always wanted to pay homage
to all the bank robbers
my name next to certified busters get acknowledged
Dreams of rainbow road payloads but I'm too cautious
I never thought I'd end up as a hostage
Take a ride in the trunk past the barrio
Soldatos clapping chumps yelling East Side Vagos bro
Jump for the stick to clutch, I'm in synergy
They talking to me friendly they say they like my energy
Pigs pulling up porking with no common sense
Put my ass in cuffs motherfuck a "self defense"
GSR test in spite of all the witnesses
Plead the 5th got released now I'm dippin quick
Stomach rumbling grumbling feeling thinner
need a free bird like Skynard at Rooster's winner winner chicken dinner
Feeling wasted the ramen's got me faded
Open all these toys with extra luck and get em graded
I'm always looking out for what's next, no plans
I try to keep them they just fall apart in my hands
no stressing optimistic for what's on my plate
Enjoying every moment every day the Los Santos way

Another day in Los Santos It's got the vibe that everybody knows
We got that energy and we're feeling free
What a day to be alive in the city
Yeah, Yeah, Oh yeah! x4

Dean's World be poppin off in line at the Burger Shot
Gonna go hang out at Smoke on the Water or to the stage to listen if I wanna
Open a deck of cards I'm down bad but my binder's fuller
Don't really care about my bank account I got my cards so I can smile now
Don't do murder eat a burger! Sing with me, FUCK WRANGLER!
Drink with me we'll Dance 50! Trippin out with all my friends who are there for me

Another day in Los Santos It's got the vibe that everybody knows
We got that energy and we're feeling free
What a day to be alive in the city
Yeah, Yeah, Oh yeah! x4

I don't know where I'm going, going.
All I know is that I love this city.
Everyday I am vibing, vibing.
Anywhere you go it's exciting

I don't know where I'm going, going.
All I know is that I love this city.
Everyday I am vibing, vibing.
Anywhere you go it's exciting

Los Santos feat. Sana

ft. tig oconnor
https://www.twitch.tv/narlsbarkley
https://soundcloud.com/tigo-bitties

produced by
insert creds here

mixing/mastering: niko rain
https://www.twitch.tv/bytethebullet
https://soundcloud.com/niko-rain
open.spotify.com/artist/3bIDVpODl…S_Hg&dl_branch=1
www.instagram.com/whoisnikorain/

Low - Oswald Tinkerman x Tig O'Connor

mixing/mastering: niko rain
https://www.twitch.tv/bytethebullet
https://soundcloud.com/niko-rain
open.spotify.com/artist/3bIDVpODl…S_Hg&dl_branch=1
www.instagram.com/whoisnikorain/

Broken Tracks - Oswald Tinkerman

Love In Los Santos - Oswald Tinkerman

Backstabbed - Oswald Tinkerman

Jackson Creed - "My Home"

Prod. waytoolost
Mix/Master by @niko-rain
@zaitohro

Messages - Eezy x Oswald Tinkerman

Better Call Shaw -Outto - Tune Tyrone

A song dedicated to the ladies of Las Santos

Santos No. 5 - Outto-Tune Tyrone

A tribute to Mr.Dab
Stream: https://www.twitch.tv/lagtvmaximusblack

Chorus:
It’s been a long dab, we thank you my friend,
And you’ll tell me all about it when you’re dab'n again,
Cop Killa Records, won't be the same again,
You’ll be killin all the policemen with AKs again, with AKs again,

Verse 1:
Dab who knew, with all those face tattoo’s
And class 2’s you would shoot,
That I’d be singing this track all about you,
Now Slim is mad, he takes it out on me this shit is sad,
Your Lamborghini it was so hella fast, but you sold that,
Got the blackFIN you just had to own it,
Those were the days, long waits upon the train,
Cop killa records is, just not same,

Cuh, how can we not talk about killin cops, when it’s all that we got,
Drop a C4 on top of a tour bus and watch it pop, (Explosion, people screaming)
Why is someone in the crew always so scuffed up?

[Chorus]

Verse 2:
The Gnomes were on his throne and now he sits all alone,
His terror never forgotten, his legacy will live on,
And now he's sitting in prison with little chance of parole,
He may not be with us now, his spirit is never gone.

Your shoes will never be filled, this bottle of booze I’ll spill,
In memory of you Dab, your destiny it won’t be killed,
Nobody can match your skills, this label we gonna rebuild,

How can we not talk about killin cops, when it’s all that we got,
Drop a C4 on top of a tour bus and watch it pop, (Explosion, people screaming)
Why is someone in the crew always so scuffed up?

Bridge:
Slim everything will be ok... yeah,
Your pimp hand is still so strong,
And I can feel your pain, you will be okay,
Ohhhhhhhhh

It’s been a long dab, without you my friend,
And I'll tell you all about it when you’re dab'n again

It’s Been A Long Dab - Outto - Tune Tyrone

The train rides are long...
Song By: Outto-Tune Tyrone Feat. Hilda

Train Ticket - Outto - Tune Tyrone Feat. Hilda

Song By Outto-Tune Tyrone
Beat By: Kontrabandz
Mastered By: https://soundcloud.com/dualiitymusic

Lyrics:
Chorus:
What’s dat smell? It’s cluckn Bell, 
Yeah you can always tell, Cuz it’s got the motha cluck’n, crispy Shell,
What’s dat smell? It’s cluckn Bell, 
Yeah you can always tell, Cuz it’s got the motha cluck’n, crispy Shell,

Verse 1:
Chicken soup, Chicken Wings, Chicken Pot Pie, 
you know we got it all drumsticks and the thighs,
White meat dark meat, it don’t matter to me,
All I know is this Trihards gotta cluckin eat,  
You know we got the best chicken in town,
We hire all the criminals around, So they can change they life,
Don’t act like you don’t feel like chicken tonight,
Fuck vegans they don’t like chicken, the fuckin bitches,
Driving trunks for cluckin bell will have you going from rages to riches,
Free chicken for the cops, they love the taste of our cocks,
Lathered in special sauce, Addictive like crack rocks,
Try our chicken, it’s finger licking, so delicious, get your dick hard with no perception,
Ok listen, there’s a common condition, if it stiffen and thicken, for more than 4 hours call a Physician,

Chorus:
What’s dat smell? It’s cluckn Bell, 
Yeah you can always tell, Cuz it’s got the motha cluck’n, crispy Shell,
What’s dat smell? It’s cluckn Bell, 
Yeah you can always tell, Cuz it’s got the motha cluck’n, crispy Shell,


Verse 2:

Fuck a burger, fuck a steak, fuck a sandwich, fuck a cake,
You want chicken on your plate, Some Hot sauce, Shake N Bake,
Allen’s trucks are never late, Half the price twice the taste, 
Clean your plate, nothing goes to waste, Every bite safe,

Try our chicken, it won’t kill-ya, fully cook no salmonella,
Nino’s recipe’s Italian, Ate so much my ass is howlin,
KFC is straight up garbage, chick-fil-a don’t get me started,
Popeyes chicken’s name was tarnished, Churches serves without a garnish,
Yeah we're going worldwide, have a bucket of chicken and then a creampie,
Baked, grilled, Roasted, or get it Deep fried,
Pick it up or have it delivered by Outto-Eats, tonight, where ya reside,

These thighs, are so delicious, they made me cry,
Get the family meal and YOU can choose up to 3 sides,
Coleslaw, Collard Greens, corn bread, Mac N cheese,
Give me all the sauces please, Since the condiments are free,

Skit:

Chorus:
What’s dat smell? It’s cluckn Bell, 
Yeah you can always tell, Cuz it’s got the motha cluck’n, crispy Shell,
What’s dat smell? It’s cluckn Bell, 
Yeah you can always tell, Cuz it’s got the motha cluck’n, crispy Shell,

Cluckin' Bell - Outto-Tune Tyrone

Beat Produced By: Kontrabandz
Robbin' Houses

Outto-Tune: Hey Doug it's that time, let's head up to Vinewood
Doug: Heck yeah pecker, I'll throw on some denim,
Outto-Tune: Aight cuh don't forget your lockpicks this time!

Hook:
We robbin on houses on Houses, 
we making thousands and thousands,
Repeat.

Verse 1:
Yeah it’s 10pm, it’s time to take the crew to Vinewood so we can break in,
It’s the fastest mafuckin way to make a million, 
Don’t hate on me Cuh that’s just the way that it is,
I got cocaine in my pocket, Steady Hands when I start to lockpick,
HOA’s radio locked in, if they Interfere and I'mma drop
You know I barely make sound, when I'm crawling around,
I open up a cupboard door and scrap falls to the ground 
Making so much fucking noise that it stresses me out,
Now I hear the Police coming shit I'm gonna be found,

Angel & Mclane is on duty,
I'm gonna die if I go and start shooting,
I got a purple card I don't want to lose it,
The fine and jail time is gonna be so stupid,

Hook:
We robbin on houses on Houses, 
we making thousands and thousands,
Repeat.

VERSE 2: 
Better not be robbin houses in the Barrio,
Or you'll be seeing Speedy, Flippy and the Mario, 
If you robbin in the South then you gotta know,
Ma fucks never sleep with their eyes closed,
I ain't even jokin, eyes wide open,
Passed out on the table they gon need an Ibuprofen,
And tip toe'n though these houses can be pretty borning,
Making all the voices in your head start snorin,
It's because every single house gon' looks the same,
If you got a problem you can take it up with Matthew Payne,
Don't hate the player Cuh, go ahead and hate the game,
Strip club for the stress yeah we gonna make it rain,
So much money to be found in these houses,
Opened up the fridge no food but found thousands,
Oh shit, it's Ripley and dog I'm surrounded,
It wasn't a speed run' man I'm so done with these houses Cuh,

Hook:
We robbin on houses on Houses, 
we making thousands and thousands,
Repeat.

Skit/Hook
Doug: Alright I got my denim where you at? OT? OT? Oh Boy...

Robbin' Houses - Outto - Tune Tyrone

CP dropped a track to promote his Cool Paper ™ Rolling Papers!

COOL PAPERS ™ - Chris Porter - BEATDOWNCREW

twitch.tv/Jayce
Lyrics:
Yo bwo it’s Riley and you know I’m wildin
Riding through Lean St while the police profiling
But we ain’t hiding BDC Mobbin
If you fuck wit us boy yeah you got problem
Just ask X-ray yeah we shot his ass and robbed em
Took the shotty off his body like a loot Goblin
Cause what goes around, comes around - it’s revolving
Going hard like Charizard - I’m evolving
Spitting fire flames on the track yeah this shit molten
Bet against us yeah you know we going all in’
Phone ringing off the hook yeah the money calling
Hustle so hard should be NBA ballin’
Flexing on the competition yeah Im john Wall’in
Dunking on these bitches call it Shaquille O’neil’in
Now put your hands to the ceiling if you get the feeling
But if you reach for the pistol then there be blood spillin
So just keep it like Mario – Chilling and grilling
Or end up in the barrio – with Loco deep in em
God damn on the track I be spittin that venom
Then pass it to my bwo, yo CP go get em!
We the beatdown crew what fuck you gon’ do
We got nothing to lose but got something to prove
Taught by the streets cause we dropped outta school
So when it comes to surviving got 200 IQ
Lock us behind a cell about the best you can do
While we yell free Denzel till our face turn blue
This that Wu Chang records making soundcloud moves
Add it with Youtube and  its two times the views
I mean Gold is cool but shit I want platinum
Superstar shit – silk sheets and the satin
Clout chasing thots on me saying that I’m handsome
The money look good don’t it? Bitch keep dancing
Throwing bands at the unicorn like it was ransom 
Spitting harder than Ramee on the track I’m straight drooling 
Oh baby I’m tryna stick my egg roll noodle in
Move over Randy I’m the king of ERPing
Call me Desync cause you ain’t believing you seeing 
Careful on Lean St beware of the Demon
Cause he’ll leave you bleeding if you give a reason
Empty the whole clip yeah this Mag dump season

Messages - Eezy x Oswald Tinkerman

E2LITE