Forever Yours (prod. Didaï)

Remain a G

Time Pass You By - Eva Noxious

SEDUCE & DESTROY (PROD. 3DMG)

The first single off our very first joint album, Come Correct dropping this XX/XX/24

Come Correct

Come Correct - Eva Noxious & Slim Guerilla ***NEW SINGLE OFF THE ALBUM***

Givin you another single off our very first joint album, Come Correct dropping this XX/XX/24

Growing Pains - Eva Noxious & Slim Guerilla ***NEW SINGLE OFF THE ALBUM***

Talk Shit/Late Night Smoke

Eva Noxious x Slim Guerilla - Mutual Feeling (prod. DJ TWI$T II)

O.Y.G. - Eva Noxious (prod. Selekta Keys)

Eva Noxious x Mista Alize - Anotha Day

Eva Noxious - Second 2 None

Lyrics:
Lame ass boy need to get your paper up
All up in some comments ‘cause your booty music sucks
Hate to break it to you ya
Ain’t gotta name ya 
Pura basura is what you kickin 
Need to focus on your livin
‘Cause whatever you got goin on it can’t be that fulfilling
Hating on me hard, I know you been gettin no bitches
Who raised you? Real men stay outta all of women business
Unstable,
If you hating on a female it’s ‘cause you gay or you in love

Stack it up, all these chips
All I see is some green
From the money swear that shit if glowing 
Beam,
Cold/hot smooth on you bitches like some vaporub 
One minute I’m hot, next freezing bitches up 

If you stuck with no bucks outta luck
Then put that money in your mouth 
Don’t speak, stack all your paper up
Broken glass be the loudest when it take another fall
They worried bout a bitch and 
I ain’t losing sleep at all

Just woke up to some money
Rhyme skills pay the rent 
So it’s back to the company 
In the booth ignore the rest 
You ain’t OG you just tryna fool the net 
Real OGs about respect n nothing less
Don’t ask me where I’m from, got it blasted on my neck
Many claim they hate me, nobody’s touched me yet
Took so many fades tracing back to school days 
Now we makin money while we sleeping
Rollin, burning crème brûlée 

Stack it up, all these chips
All I see is some green
From the money swear that shit if glowing 
Beam,
Cold/hot smooth on you bitches like some vaporub 
One minute I’m hot, next freezing bitches up 

If you stuck with no bucks outta luck
Then put that money in your mouth 
Don’t speak, stack all your paper up
Broken glass be the loudest when it take another fall
They worried bout a bitch and 
I ain’t losing sleep at all

Vaporub (prod. Nick Saturnin)

Lyrics: 
I fall from the clouded skies 
You know I’m freezing cold
And in my heart’s a fire light
I’ll make it thru the storm
Then when I hear the beat drop
Smile and do my dance
When you hear my speakers bounce n blast
You know I can’t be sad, can’t be mad

If you heard about me please believe all that they said
Make sure that you add the baddest in the room the downest too
Graduated welding school
Getting money, paying dues
I never met a fool I couldn’t leave I chuck the deuce (laters)
I throw up my hood
Gotta have my good food
Grubbin on some real fruit lately not the fruity loops
Don’t pass me the liquor no modelos no more juice
I spit all that I been thru 
Out my body out my mental 
I gotta shake em off
Stack my funds it’s fundamental 
Girls, that’s all they wanna do 
Have some fun boy can’t I hang with ya 
‘Cause you too sentimental for me crying over pussy fever
If I was a man it’d be different there’d be more respect 
So fuck em all, we ball
Shake my ass n shake em off
Lookin good n standing tall
I can’t focus on the flaws
I do better every time
You could never take what’s mine
They could copy every letter
Time embezzle every line

All bridges that I’ve killed 
Relationships I’ve built 
Had to cut some of ‘em loose they can’t hang out in the field
When a situation sticky 
N it’s time to get that blicky
Mexicana Hondureña 
You know this shit really hittin 
Lookin like no competition 

I fall from the clouded skies 
You know I’m freezing cold
And in my heart’s a fire light
I’ll make it thru the storm
Then when I hear the beat drop
Smile and do my dance
When you hear my speakers bounce n blast
You know I can’t be sad, can’t be mad

Coldest (prod. Nick Saturnin)

Lyrics:
Every year on this day I’ll shed tears
Baby boy when you grow up 
Dream higher than any leer
Baby girl to me you’re the world
The biggest blessing received 
It don’t matter to me
Boy or girl, I’ll love you endlessly 
First I”ll look to your face 
Then get back to this race 
Please remember the days 
When momma taught you to pray 
Don’t you forget it
When I’m not here
I hope these lines are embedded 
‘Cause one day I’ll be gone 
And you gotta be strong

This one is for my son,
For my babygirl
One day I’ll be out and frozen in time
This one is for my son,
For my babygirl
One day I’ll be out and frozen

Cold fact, you was thought of 
You was planned
A product of a love filled space
Me n dad
We not perfect but we tried
To set an example 
When society’s in shambles 
It’s a lot goin on
And nobody’s in love
Your moms a gangster rapper like 95’
Your pops a oldschool lover, rock the mic like 99’
You got your poppas features
I see me in you, baby you the perfect mixture
Always there for you, just call me I’ll be there to meet you

This one is for my son
For my babygirl
One day I’ll be out and frozen in time
This one is for my son
For my babygirl
One day I’ll be out and frozen

Frozen In Time (prod. JAEM BEATZ)

Lyrics:
What you in for?
Lying on your pockets that’s sinful
Im breaking rules , and stayin true 
You craving food, and ain’t lookin good 
Sent you money when days weren’t sunny
Wishin you would care
You ain’t got shit for me
Your ex bitch lurking, I think it’s all so funny
Spazzin for a dude who ain’t worth a penny 
My prides too heavy
I’ll let her sweat you dude
Stressin over groupies man that shit is thru
Fuck them all bitches they can keep you boo
Dirty ass women and hoes for sell
And dumb as hell
Flex what’s in their pockets, ain’t got shit to tell
Look like they smell 
They match you well
Flexin on the gram with fake jewelz 
Like who damn else?
Sittin in that lair
Fake “dope dealer”
That’s the clothes you wear
Sounding like you talkin to your damn self for real  
Projection at its finest heard that shit so clear
That shit for kids
Man you can’t be serious 
No sunny days
I spared you ass, when I really shouldn’t
Back burner bitch betta heat her up 
I’m loading clips sendin out a bullet

Grave (prod. Selekta Keys)

Lyrics:
I've been growing healing, I’m still thinking 'bout a fade
Something in my brain 
I call it pain they call it fate
Don’t do to much playin
Grew accustomed to hate 
She keep playin with my top
I’ll send her to her grave
Im from Arizona where they make a drug trade 
Sell you for a fee your family ain’t heard from you for days
I been claiming queen and no ones here to take my place
Feelin like I’m peach but Mario’s never on the way 
I don’t give my time to sneaky links a bitch ain’t loose 
Exclusive with my time , pretty elusive, bulletproof
Don’t do pretty privilege but my looks will never lose
All that’s just for frosting
Lead with body n not your mental 
Leaves you empty n sentimental 
I know what you hoes gettin into 
You act on trauma, trauma bonding off of things you been thru
Ima teach you
Wont mislead you 
Say Don’t look up to me
Keep focus
Find yourself in time you’ll be your own queen
See when you stand for nothing they will bring you to your knees
Have the world telling you what you should be, believe 
They say I like the drama just 'cause I wont let them take advantage 
I be speaking up for is right n causing panic
I’m Mexican American bitch don’t call me Hispanic 
Sangre Hondureña mixed in with it, body bangin

I been growing healing, I’m still thinking 'bout a fade
Something in my brain 
I call it pain they call it fate
Don’t do to much playin
Grew accustomed to hate 
She keep playin with my top
I’ll send her to her grave
Im from Arizona where they make a drug trade 
Sell you for a fee your family ain’t heard from you for days
I been claiming queen and no ones here to take my place
Feelin like I’m peach but Mario’s never on the way 

Snow White (prod. Nick Saturnin)

Lyrics:

You dont get it huh?
Dox you for a fee, then I'm sneakin' up
Where I’m from,
Youngins get put on way 'for 21
Temperature, check it for it reach what you ain’t ready for 
Castlevania, 
Off with her head 
Lil succubus 

Growing up, back in the day you had run a fade
Now bitches will make personas for their raps, I can't relate
Check your temperature
You get hot, 
I’ll have to regulate 
No message to relay
'Cause we ain’t friends 
"All my friends are dead"
Yea "all my friends are dead"
Ridin' with my clip in hand 
Bitch you just a fuckin' fan
A stan I cannot fuckin' stand
Underground’s finest, got the crown 
Stay in high demand
They never play your shit cus that shit mid, it don’t ever hit 
We don’t know what you be saying 
All that jibberrish
We don't do it for the net, we be gettin' rich 
If it's really serious, let me empty clips 
Can't catch me on one on one, so they hit with all they got 
Fuel this murder plot
They gassed you, you ain’t hot enough 
I keep it respectful, 'til I’m crossed 
Don’t get comfortable 
What?
I get immature 
Issues, I provide a cure
Bitches sick from riding dick 
My spit, make 'em catch a cold

You dont get it huh?
Dox you for a fee, then I'm sneakin' up
Where I’m from
Youngins get put on way 'for 21
Temperature, check it for it reach what you ain’t ready for 
Castlevania 
Off with her head 
Lil succubus

Temperature

Lyrics:

You know what I don't like about this game?
Is that,
People only like you when so and so starts liking you
You see,
People only support you when other people start supporting you
And that's that shit I don't like

Please hold on tight 
Get ya shit list
'Cause we talkin' more shit 
On Christmas

Please hold on tight 
Get ya shit list
'Cause we talkin' more shit 
On Christmas

Please hold on tight 
Get ya shit list
'Cause we talkin' more shit 
On Christmas

Please hold on tight 
Get ya shit list
Cus we talkin' more shit 
On Christmas

You spittin' trash on those g-funk beats
Comin' weak
Spin 'em my way, go and have you a seat
Put some money on the line 
I put in for the fee
Your fans
Bring 'em my way 
They'll fall in love with a G
I know that girl feeling ashamed
She ain’t claiming your name
She got another mouth to feed
Yours and the other is her kid
Mantenidos
Les digo
I know that’s all you can get
I’m way out your fuckin' league, she ain’t posin' no threat
She can have you
I’m something like the finest in the game
SG The Rilla lovin' me right, about me he don’t play, no way 
Nobody do it like this southern man could
And if I'm ever in some trouble he keep his hand on the tool
Day to day I see them sucking so much dick
Spamming other artists comments who don’t give a shit 
For real
So like why’s everybody fanned out
You mfs just be cool
Just be smooth 
Weirdos not allowed

Females posting thirst traps, all they got is a body
Seeking validation from these goin' nowhere nobodies 
The ones that ain't making no noise stuck in the trenches
I call it
The dead end boys who got no purpose
Lacking real personality
They wanna be like us, be from the hood 
We got Asians dressing up like us and it's understood
Non active ass people throwing Gs like they good
Pussy
This ain’t bingo better watch who you crossin'
Noxious

Please hold on tight 
Get ya shit list
'Cause we talkin' more shit 
On Christmas

Please hold on tight 
Get ya shit list
'Cause we talkin' more shit 
On Christmas

Please hold on tight 
Get ya shit list
'Cause we talkin' more shit 
On Christmas

Please hold on tight 
Get ya shit list
'Cause we talkin' more shit 
On Christmas

Talkin' More Shit On Xmas

Lyrics:

All about my b-i-z
Need that loot, I’m sailing sees
You can’t ride this wave I’m in
Relationship, a ship that’s sailed
Oh girl you can have that dick
Never would I trust that dick
He run back to you because he knows you gone put up with shit 

Why would I ever shed a tear 
That boys is lame, he ain’t even a ten 
Back in the day when I said I would never give time or my body to busters again 
I go bananas, go ape for my man
Slap me up a fan
Groupies so irrelevant to him 
Ignore all advances n duck all of them
Baby got what he need 
I provide all the things 
Nobody be trippin the trust is all there 
Give him the love, he provide us a home
You bitches don’t know 
You can step in his lair 
No trusting in you hoes
But for me he will go

Bitches ain’t wifey 
Pussy real nasty 
He blow up your phone when he need some excitement
If you ain’t fighting, can’t give you time 
I be out the way
I be out the mix
Perfecting my rhymes 
I’m up in the crib 
In love with my man 
He stay diggin' my ribs
That shit do things
That fuck up my mind
Treating me like the queen that I am
Settled for less cause her trauma still stands
Embezzle his chain cause his plays really pay
Love his ambition n immaculate taste
Carry his baby n carry his name

All about my b-i-z
Need that loot, I’m sailing sees
You can’t ride this wave I’m in
Relationship, a ship that’s sailed
Oh girl you can have that dick
Never would I trust that dick
He run back to you because he knows you gone put up with shit

All about my b-i-z
Need that loot, I’m sailing sees
You can’t ride this wave I’m in
Relationship, a ship that’s sailed
Oh girl you can have that dick
Never would I trust that dick
He run back to you because he knows you gone put up with shit

Outta Sight

Lyrics:

Still talkin' shit with a grin on 
Talkin' shit from my pent home
The typa shit that I been on
Get this paper
Don’t do no favors
Been talkin' smack 
Since I rented rooms
4 cards had nothin' to em
Rollin' faded in a old Buick 
I do better 
It ain’t nothin' to it

Ol' fake as hoe say she love my music
Mad cause her ex moved on to choosin'
Makin' money in my sleep
She'll strip for a blue strip
My new man won't fuck with a loose chick
I know that most groupies be useless
Scandalous bitch only hanging to use him
Don’t do that, get hit with a broomstick 
I tote that, and itchin' to use it

I make more money than a bitches' boutique 
On Gs, on me, they no better than me
Hoe weaker than her stats, than her sales of the week
I would never want her life
A long face with no style
All black in the winning team
Back in the winter time
You can’t take what’s in stone 
It's already mine
Go so hard like I bust in the booth
His dick so small why you don’t see us two 
My new dude tall, come equipped with a hook
Sail this wave when he up in this pussy
Real concrete no we don’t do no lustin' 
We too bad why these lame vatos lookin'

Frostbite

Lyrics:

Take your cities 
Bad boss bitch make 'em fall in love
Got a pretty ass face and some pretty titties
Yea I’m all that 
But that ain’t really why they steady fuckin' with me
602 to the fuckin' world 
Hoes spit wack
Reason that 
You ain’t never seen none of 'em rapping with me
Get a lot of love so the hate come easy
My pockets itchin'
Time is ticking    
Sittin' back and reminiscing
Smokin', trippin' on the days 
I didn’t have a pot to piss in 
I know killas
I know Gs
Real moneymakers
They fuck with me
Since I was broke
Off some coke 
Sleeping on the floor
When I lost it all
Give me flowers
While I can smell 'em
I don’t really care about no ass kissin'
Fans in n out, we beefin' now
Switchin' up and then talkin' down
These fans get plugged in 
Turn around and really act like they didn’t steal the light
I’m still bright 
Candlelight 
Always hard to find, I’m never missing
Still burning bridges, for new friendships
Mad as fuck they can’t fuck with me so they started dissin'
Swag stealin' 
Always on my page
I know these rappers listening
I’m charging back
I’m billing bitches
Mhmm, building bitches
Can’t Killstar 
In my gothic car
This new money comin' in tomorrow

Itch 4 Bills

Misanthropic Hyna (prod. TRIPATAPE)

Loka

Madrugando II (PROD. JAEM BEATZ)

Codigo - INTRO (prod. JAEM BEATZ)

Lost (prod. JAEM BEATZ)

Rep Ya Roots (prod. JAEM BEATZ)

I Thought You Knew (prod. JAEM BEATZ)

All Or Nothing (prod. JAEM BEATZ)

Doggy Love (prod. JAEM BEATZ)

Death Comes (prod. JAEM BEATZ)

Too Young II (prod. JAEM BEATZ)

Lyrics

Ask about me, who is she
I am E
The one they calling noxious
Here to bring you to ya knees
Mobbin through the back of the place
To the function
In a new turf, everybody real cautious 
I’m just chillin’ like villain
Took a couple hits just so 
I can touch the ceilin’
This liquor is what I’m feelin’
Burning in my chest 
Jumping fools like chess pieces
Liable to get wrecked
But I ain’t really tryin’ to stop this party
Hood bitches like me, tryin’ to act retarded
Poppin bottles
Or whatever we can sip to forget
Shake ya ass ladies, og’s two step
Do my fucking thing, with a microphone check
I don’t want your man
‘Cause girl I ain’t ya threat
But I’ll break ya neck, and won’t break a sweat
If you wanna bother me 
With all that recklessness
So checkity check ya self 
I mean ya better watch ya step
Real slept on, Noxious
Comin’ here to wake ‘em up
They tryin’ to play me for some dumbass bitch
Others think I’m hoe-ing
‘Cause I do what like, and when I’m done 
I throw it, onto the next bitch
If he wanna bother me, with ‘em insecurities
I let ‘em know who the boss is
Yeah Noxious, let you know
How a pro really do it with this funky flow
Reppin’ n ownin’ that swinging it back 
Find me down deep in the underground 
Real bitches know me, I gets around
La que manda, so better get to know her
Talking hella shit
Pussy bitch you better show up
We can go outside o aver de cualquier modo
We can get it crackin’
You know g code is the motto
Bitches ain’t shit 
Ain’t about shit
Soy la que va rifando
Estas asen mis mandados

Eva Noxious

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