Way below the underground. Welcome to the BlackList.

@jaealaska

Produced by Gullyspit

Lyrics Soon:


Verse 1: @gullyspit
ain’t no safety in the gutter baby
ain’t no home to lock up tight
they might put you in a box
they might leave you outta sight
 if I took away those vices 
ain’t no person left behind 
ain’t no words that you can say
the detonation is alive 
i said it’s 
3 2 1 
the circuit gets connected
the body feels the impact
it’s quickly separated 
a gun at the bodega 
is financial education 
when I see my reflection 
i feel hated 
i feel hate inside my tiny rotten stomach 
when it’s bloated from neglect 
I pull my shit together 
stitched my body to my neck
I’m feeling so expired
more than tired I’m a wreck
but yo girl still tryna come and have my kids
hah
im the tube on your exhaust
leading  straight into the window pane
the metal in your mouth 
when the moneys owed but never came 
im every face that’s ever been plastered on the Carten
the bomb under the bridge 
the business gone to arson 
the prison when it riots
the sick when they start coughing 
the bullet in the chamber 
shit im bodies  in the coffin
the rubber on a spike trap 
the fruits after they rotten
a bastard to my father 
to the state I’m just a toxin
in the state of mind of stuck in 
i say fuck it 
i say run it 
i say bullets need they targets 
just like fingers need they mother fucking puppets
we not talking bout discussion 
when I say run yo pockets 
i need panic when you rummage 
i say fuck it 

Chorus: @gullyspit
we those crack rock Bedouins
rolling through the dunes
smell the fumes 
baby breath it in 
got no money
but got guns under my mattress
way below the underground 
welcome to the blacklist
x2

Verse 2: @Jaealaska
Ain’t no promise for the present so I’m hanging off a precipice
Santa flying over and he’s dropping off the sedatives
Ready when 
Ammo fuel the tank inside the ready whip
Hurry is you getting in?
Bitch we strictly headed where the fetti is
Hit the scene fresher than an addict finally getting clean 
Feel the breeze like it’s cold water mixing Listerine 
Still a fiend 
Want it then I get it all by any means
Triple Beam
Ready any minute like a kid cuisine 
Hit the turf
Smoke a couple smurfs
Then I turn to Kirk 
Simple work 
Breaking down this bitch until it’s middle earth 
Yeah for sure
Weapon with a curse
Feel the handle jerk
Hit the terps 
Then we go berserk
It’s a RED ALERT
Quick report
Then I hit the port 
Like I’m headed north
A L A Sniping with a K
Neva come up short
Took a couple L’s for the heLL 
I was growing bored 
Never get enough just like a fat kid always wanting more
All facade is just what they are 
Keep on playing hard
Play your cards (part) 
They deserve applause 
Piece they faith apart
Get ‘em gone
If you feeling shook, you should pray to god
44
I just let it talk with the safety off


Chorus: @gullyspit
we those crack rock Bedouins
rolling through the dunes
smell the fumes 
baby breath it in 
got no money
but got guns under my mattress
way below the underground 
welcome to the blacklist
x2

Outro:
If a big red devil with big teeth and claws comes to you and tries to squeeze you in its jaws, just light it up and say.....smile

Sludge w/ Jae Alaska

TODAY MARKS ONE YEAR OF MFNF POSTING. MEGA THANKS FROM THE FAMILY FOR MAKING THIS POSSIBLE.

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@SATURNULTRA
@SNIPZTEA
@LVSTFORPAIN
@JAMESGORCZYCA1
@STINKER-DA-STANK
@STVRFIRE
@C3OF
@BIV

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ART BY @C3OF & @JAMESGORCZYCA1

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LXXIV - feel like a target again ft. kxtamine

BUGGIN’

Stream: https://hypeddit.com/nikko/skyin5

Lyrics:

Corpse in a sarcophagus 
I’m coughing off this blunt 
Rolled off blood and guts of motherfuckers 
I had bust up 
God gave me these wings to fly 
But I would rather jump, off and on em 
Breaking every bone until they bust out 
See when I grew up , brain was washed out 
Locked out up out of the crib
I was bogged down and boxed out 
I never knew nothing 
But had a sense to fucking hustle   
Trudge my boots through the sludge 
One day all of a sudden heard a voice through the wall 
I had recognized its patterns and the tone of its talk 
It was coming from the drywall of my 1 room apartment 
It said you wanna live or blow your brains in the carpet 
Often I was contemplative of death 
Fascinated by decay of those who’ve rotten and left 
I’d wonder if I raise to greatness would I die with the rest still 
And is there any graciousness for those who direct kill fuckers they despise 
And enemy between my eyes is one for me and mine 
So don’t think that you’ll catch the best of me off of these 10 toes 
It’ll be a 100 at least 
Put you to sleep benzo 
And all the men know if you touching up on kin well then you is ready to die 
Having trouble picking sides? 
We already know where you lie then boy 
I’d advise you get tight as hell with your god 
Yuh cause you’re in the sky in 5 and these bullets live and hot

SKY IN 5

SKY IN 5 (prod. vexd) *lyrics below*

Stream: https://too.fm/7k6py4j
produced by: Michael Link

Lyrics:

Yeah I’m in your face, what the fuck you gon do about it? 
Never caught a case because I’m gangsta and move silent 
I rowdy up the place with my bass and they choose violence 
To spread all of they pain unto these strangers
I let ‘em 
Like what the fuck happened the game, and all it’s players?
I bled ‘em
Boy I’m just like an eraser getting this lead off 

Oh wait, now they using graphite 
Think I want your skin 
I peel it off and get it graft tight
Wrapped around my head like walking dead I’m in the street 
Imma let ‘em hear it 
Fuck being discrete 
What the fuck you mean he’s walking around? 
Im blowing off his feet then! 
Every time they see me 
Pussies singing like the weekend  
Fuck you mean you miss your homie? 
Boy get better defense 
Right? 
I mean I am not a dick, it’s just I’m fully equipped and 

Yeah I’m in your face, what the fuck you gon do about it? 
Never caught a case because I’m gangsta and move silent 
I rowdy up the place with my bass and they choose violence 
To spread all of they pain unto these strangers
I let ‘em 
Like what the fuck happened the game, and all it’s players?
I bled ‘em
Boy I’m just like an eraser getting this lead off 

And baby I ain’t gon let off 
Got my foot, on they neck 
Im applying this pressure 
So many stones on my wrist 
I could ice you to death 
Won’t throw a bone to a bitch 
Dog I need every scrap 
You’ll die alone in your skin 
Make sure you leave something left 
That’s why I walk with this Beretta 
Answer bread when it call 
Also who knows who got my back 
Ready for WAR !!!
Whatev endeavor I imbed in 
I been destined to ball 
Just keep that shit inside your head because 

When I’m in your face you gon have to do something bout it 
Never caught a case because I’m gangsta and move silent 
I rowdy up the place with my bass and they choose violence 
To spread all of they pain unto these strangers
I let ‘em 
Like what the fuck happened the game, and all it’s players?
I bled ‘em
Boy I’m just like an eraser getting this lead off

REBEL

SKINGRAFT

Thank you to all my friends who helped me with this album.

Highway (80 To 100) (PROD. Montoya)

eski ritimler ve çok eski duygular

Dance, raggae, r&b , hip hop, rap , bounce

IDK U

END (PROD. MEJ) [2019]

IF I WANTED YOU TO HURT FOR THIS, I SHOULD HAVE FUCKING KILLED YOU BITCH w/ blckk

the harmony will be harsh, like a toothache, but must at once be relieved, as with cocaine.

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BUGGIN’

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