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some random playlist of fire tracks

SHIT I LISTEN TO ON THE REGULAR

Fukkit

Trap XII

shog was here <3

Highly Anticipated. UZI Vert "LUV Is Rage"

8 Top (Produced By Don Cannon /Co Produced By Treez Lowkey)

DYING SEASON
DYING SEASON
DYING SEASON
201666

Mixed by: Spark Sum'n

Grim Reaper (Prod. Mistified) [Intro by Sabino]

Rich Chigga - Who That Be (prod. @sihk66) 

Purchase: https://CXSHXNLY.lnk.to/whothatbeSC

Art Direction by Travis Brothers

Rich Chigga
http://twitter.com/richchigga
http://facebook.com/richchigga
http://instagram.com/brianimanuel

Sihk
http://twitter.com/sihk66

Rich Chigga - Who That Be (prod. Sihk)

Travis Scott ft Lil Uzi vert - RaRa

WATCH FULL VIDEO HERE:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z4eARl9omVs

Purchase here: https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/dat-$tick-remix-feat.-ghostface/id1164365770?ls=1&app=itunes

Executive Produced by Sean Miyashiro

Artwork by Travis Brothers 
https://www.instagram.com/trvsbrthrs/

Dat $tick (Remix) Feat. Ghostface Killah & Pouya

shog was here <3 @ecstasy

LUV IS RAGE 2 COMING SOON

1.5- XO TOUR Llif3 (Produced By TM88)

Boss

mixed/mast. by Swerzie

Is This Beauty coming very soon...

lyrics:

think you know me cause of pigeons/
This just the start I get gold in this rap game Olympics my finger tip lay on that trigger it's chilling for years I been plotting so now let's go get it/ 

I'm bout to invest in real estate/ 
I'm under the table at dinner dates/ 
My rivals think highly and sit afraid/ 
While my fanbase just sitback and meditate/ 

FEAR IN YO DNA DAMN U MIGHT DIE TODAY/ 
THIS THE WAY THAT I FEEL EVERY FUCKING DAY/ 
IF THEY WANT ME TO SNAP THEN ILL GO INSANE/
IF YOU WANNA RESPOND DON'T SIT BACK AND WAIT/

I WILL RIP THE WHOLE LIFE OUT YOUR BODY/ NO THAT'S NOT PROBABLY YOU WANT IT THEN START IT/

IT'S VICTORY SEASON I'M BREAKING THE MARGINS AND AIMING AT TARGETS THATS WANNABE PARTNERS/ 

LAST NIGHT I LET A PISTOL BLOW/ UP TIL DAWN ALONE/ FELT MY SOUL AS IT RESISTS BELOW/ CONTRADICT MY HOPES/ NOW THEY KNOW THEY CANNOT COME APPROACH, AIMING FOR YA THROAT/ 
I DONT KNOW IF I AM SLOWLY DYING OR IF I AM GHOST/

MIDNIGHT WIT ME/
GANG ON THE STREET,
SAID THE GAME IS OVER THIS THE MIDNIGHT RELEASE/ 

SLIDE ON ME PLEASE,
LEAVE ME DECEASED, 
 GO HEAD POP THAT LIL PILL SO IT PUT YOU TO SLEEP/ 

WATCH OUT FOR BLOOD/
STAY CALM MY SONS/
ONE AND ONLY ONE LOVE/
ONE MAN ONE PUNCH/

1Punch (Prod. Phosphate)

Download/Stream here: https://www.hive.co/l/gospel

Rich Chigga
https://soundcloud.com/richbrian
https://twitter.com/richchigga
https://www.instagram.com/brianimanuel

Keith Ape
https://soundcloud.com/keithape
https://instagram.com/chrt_keithape

XXXTentacion
https://soundcloud.com/jahseh-onfroy
https://twitter.com/xxxtentacion
https://instagram.com/xxxtentacion

RONNYJ
https://soundcloud.com/ronnyjlistenup
https://twitter.com/RONNYJLISTENUP
https://instagram.com/ronnyjlistenup

Gospel

Rich Brian x Keith Ape x XXXTentacion - Gospel (Prod. RONNY J)

lyrics:
FUKKIT:
PUT THAT BOY FACE ON THE CURB AND I STOMP WHY HE SOUND LIKE A BITCH WHILE I'M BREAKING HIS JAW I MIGHT LET MY WHOLE CLIQUE GET INSIDE YO BITCH RAW IF YOU FEEL HOW I FEEL THEN YOU KNOW I AINT WRONG I PUT DICK IN HER STOMACH/
YEA SHE GON LOVE IT/
COUNTING UP BANDS WHILE I SMASH ON YO PUMPKIN/ 
TRYNNA CRACK ME BUT THEY KNOW I AINT BUDGING NO WONDER YOUR BITCH WANNA SEE HOW I BUDGET/ 

I LET MY WHOLE DICK GO,
MANAGE MY ANGER BY PUFFING THAT THICK SMOKE, FOLLOW TOO POOR SO I KNOW SHE A NYMPHO, SHE WANNA SAY I'M A GENTLEMAN SO SHE CAN TICKLE MY GENITALS/ 

I'M OFF THAT MEDICAL, HE ACTING GREEN SO I MAKE HIM A VEGETABLE, PROMISE YOU SEE ME ONE TIME AND IT'S SETTLED HOE, YOU KNOW I GOT THIS SHIT LOCKED ON MY BELT WHILE YOU HOPE YOU GET BETTER THOUGH/ 

THEY DO NOT REALIZE I'M PLOT-TING!/ x2/ EMPTY THAT SHIT TIL IT'S NO-THING/ TRY ME I'LL LEAVE YOUR SHIT BLOOD-IED/

NOW I DIGRESS/ X4
DEMONS WITHIN ME FEEL CONFIDENT YES BUT THIS TORTURE IS WHAT I AM FORCED TO SUBJECT TO/

SABINO:
I cannot stand you all/ I live to watch you fall/ open your mouth/ I'll just jam my fist down ya throat/ I am ya poison/ now live with no antidote/ no smoking cigs but I make you speak out a hole/ live off ya suffering/ that is beauty to me/ how you talk down/ if you stay looking up to me/ now I digress/ now I digress/ no point in speaking on shit that is less/ 

now they hope that I break/ but I will be here till you rot/ 

I hope you choke on your spit/ boy cough up some blood/ crowlife surround you nowhere to run/ so it's get this or die/and laugh while you beg/ hope choke on your spit boy cough up some blood/ midnight surround you no where to run/ 

They do not realize I'm plotting x2/ empty that shit till it's NO THING/ try me I'll leav your shit bloodied

Now I digress/ demons within me feel confident yes but this pain in my chest what I'm forced to subject to

E.NORTON IN AMERICAN X [FT. SABINO] (PROD. PHOSPHATE)

Tip - Sharks produced by @PierreBourne

Achoo

Keith Ape x Ski Mask The Slump God - ACHOO! (Prod. Neighborhood Watch & Jimmy Duval)

LilSkiesFuneral (Feat. Lil Skies) (Prod. Cris Dinero, Nuez & Majin)

VIDEO OUT NOW

Big bucks (Prod. RONNYJ)

Lil Skies - The Clique (prod. by Maaly Raw)

Life of a Dark Rose Available Now
Stream/Download: https://lilskies.lnk.to/LOADRSo

Follow Lil Skies
http://lilskiesofficial.com/
https://www.facebook.com/lilskiesofficial
https://youtube.com/lil-skies
https://www.instagram.com/lilskies
https://twitter.com/lilskies

Sent to Skies

Stream/Download

The Clique (prod. by Maaly Raw)

LYRICS:

YEA,
YOU CAN GET STUCK LIKE A SEMTEX, YA
FOLDING IS PROLLY YO BEST BET, YA
WATCH HOW HE FAILING THIS STRESS TEST, YA
FUCKING HIS BITCH ITS HER BEST SEX, YA

I DONT CARE SHIT BOUT THE NEXT NIGGA SHE GON' DROP NECK NIGGA THATS JUST MY BEST GUESS YA

I DONT EVEN CARE BOUT MY NEXT BITCH YA

SEND HER ASS HOME TO WATCH NETFLIX YA

I KILL MYSELF CAUSE MY DEATHWISH LINGER THAT SHIT GON DEPRESS ME, UPSET SHIT YA/ 

WANNA SEE CIVIL UNREST SHIT, YA/

THROWING THAT TEA IN YO EX BITCH YA/ 

THROW ME THAT NECK LIKE A BAD BITCH INSTAGRAM TWITTER YOUR ONLY INVESTMENTS YA/

I KEEP MY MIND ON THE NEXT SHIT YA/

EVERYTHING BIGGER LIKE TEXAS YA/ 

DIME IN YO BLUNT IS BOUT 10 CENTS READIN YO MIND WHILE I FINISH YO SENTENCE YA/ 

YOU LIL NIGGAS PRETEND SHIT INTERNET FLEXIN ALL TALK IN MY MENTIONS YA/

DEAD IN THE WATER LIKE FREE WILLY HE STOLE MY FLOW SO IM MAKING HIM LOOK SILLY/ 

BACK WITH THAT CANCER EXTENSION YEA/

CONNECT IT INSIDE YOU LIKE TETRIS YA/

YOU CAN GET STUCK LIKE A SEMTEX, YA
FOLDING IS PROLLY YO BEST BET, YA
WATCH HOW HE FAILING THIS STRESS TEST, YA
FUCKING HIS BITCH ITS HER BEST SEX YA

I DONT CARE SHIT BOUT THE NEXT NIGGA SHE GON DROP NECK NIGGA THATS JUST MY BEST GUESS YA

I DONT EVEN CARE BOUT MY NEXT BITCH YA

SEND HER ASS HOME TO WATCH NETFLIX YA

SAY LESS WIT THEM DEATH THREATS, YALL BOUT TO GET YA SHIT LICKED LIKE A FRENCH KISS ‘MEMBER I SAID THIS/ 

RED ALL AROUND ME LIKE SATAN’S APPRENTICE/ 

I UPLOAD MY BLUNT AND ITS DATPIFF/ 

YOU AINT MY FRIEND BUT YO BITCH ON MY GUESTLIST,

IM THINKING BOUT TESTIN OUR FRIENDSHIP/ 

DALE YA TU SABE I GOT GAS INSIDE MY RENTAL WHIP/

THIS 9 AINT COSMETIC CATCH A HOLLOW TIP/ 

ILL LEAVE YOU ALL BLOODY LIKE PERIOD, 

NIGGA YOU AINT HEARING IT IM FAST LIKE FURIOUS/

HE TRYNNA HIT THE RACE SO HE CLEARING IT IM SPRAYIN AT HIS WINDOW BULLETS STUCK IN THE INTERIOR/

HIGH ENOUGH WHERE EVERYONE INFERIOR,

GOT THE FIRST 3 SO A NIGGA IN YO AREA/ 

HACKED UP, DROPPING ALL THESE BOMBS LIKE SYRIA/

BASHED UP, MALLET TO YO BRAIN FUCK HEALIN’EM/

Spotify

1. Yeah

lyrics:

Resting my foot on yo head I just conquered yo land had to slaughter yo clan now yo fans is my fans abide chain of command while you swallow them xans and embarrass yo parents
You a pinhead nigga, I'm not gonna spare you
My two cents bigger, still chirp like canaries
I fed-ex zip-up, something mysterious
Not no drive by nerve agent wrapped if u curious
Got my eyes wide shut
Smoking my blunt
You a roach like my cigarette butt
Get put out look at what you put out
You a sound cloud cutout
Calling yo hood out
Wall paper gang members thinking its good now fuck you then pull out
What am I good for
Sliding my flow in yo bitch while my wood stroke
Nigga I could tho
Nigga I'll kick a door
If its a stick em all don't bring that tat-too gun rather stick and poke

Right where we left off you actin crisscross 
Scrubbing like dish wash
Makes me sick, like blood clots, Chris bosh shoot at 3 points like Chris Paul
Use your head as a kick off
This ain't no kids job
Point that shit spray at the ground til you blue in the face while you crip walk
I don't know bout you nigga my shits hard I eat these rappers for lunch while I sit far
Away from the crowd cause I know it I speak like a poet I don't wanna show it my actions heroic they stop I keep going
Beat yo ass like a favor I owe you
I know I control you 11 like ocean
Got my niggas around me we scoping I'm peeping I'm posted, like a stamp on that card you not holding arriving some time in the postal

2. Nerves

lyrics:

Kill you where you standing, I don't think you understand it I cant stand you not gonna take that sitting down okay I'll slam ’em
Body drop like drowning pool he 17 boy stay in school
Aint' gonna make me lose my cool that fan gonna blow right out the blue

I see you, when I see you like a movie trailer preview
But he ain't coming back so don't be waiting for that sequel
Your bones is getting broken like that ex that made you single I reverse your hype entirely and see you in my rear view
I dont care bout if this feed you watch me blade the key like Riku
I'm soaring past you goofies while you Donald Duck for cover call your people get your brother
I'm aiming at yo mother if he think he slick as butter cant believe it grabbed your cousin while they dreaming under covers
Annihilate your lover
I shoot a jumper out the courthouse still gonna beat the buzzer
They never should of let me out
The cage I been in lying down
Exposing all you liars now
For what you really are deep down
Could've been this way before but chose to be this way right now
Could've been on top before but too lazy to go and take trash out
Yea 1k
Keep that shit 1k
Ball hard like 2k
Get yo face
Out my space, erase
Everything you make
Real quick, uh
Black hole yo shit
Attract yo bitch she pull close get sucked in
Damn that twit pic
She follow dick
Slip in slide her DM slip inside her she get wet
Fukkit so tech
Give me lines like he sell tech
Or shoot back like tech-9 divide by 3 right at ya neck
There's words left unsaid
Need a censor like its triple x
I triple up yo debt
Now he doubting if he better dead
I put his ass to bed
Like lil' baby while he wah wah
Cause clearly you upset
Like you verified I send a check that's pointed at yo chest
Whatchu' want wit me
Nigga whatchu' want wit me
This a Kodak moment cause we in here smoking broccoli


Flash bang
White screen
No field of vision
Cant see what you cant hear in the distance
Concussed, your head bust
I scope you like its 1v1 on rust I keep that thang tucked its Fukkit cannot let you up
Flash bang
White screen
No field of vision
Cant see what you cant hear in the distance
Concussed, your head bust
I scope you like its 1v1 on rust I keep that thang tucked its Fukkit cannot let you up

6. Flashbang

LivingSucks

Bones - LivingSucks (prod. by _____)

download: https://we.tl/9tceOMtpjD

lyrics

BONES CASUALLY INCREASE THE CASUALTIES 
NO I NEVER HEARD OF YOUR SHIT DONT BOTHER ASKING ME
I RESPAWN BACK AT MY TOMB 6 FEET OF DIRT ON ME
DRAG MYSELF OUTTA WHERE THE WORMS AND THE VERMON BE
I THRIVE UNDER ODD CIRCUMSTANCES USED TO PASS OUT CASHED
STOMACH SINGING LIKE THE HANSONS 
DIRT ROADS MADE ME SOMETHING YOU CANT HANDLE
THE SNOW TURNED ME COLD FOREVER ENCHANTING
SKELETON MAGIC BLADE THE ATTACHMENT  
YOU MUST BE CRACKED IF YOU THINK YOUR SHIT SMACKIN
WE KNOW THE TRUTH AND YOU KNOW THE FABLE
COMIN DOWN HARD NO WORDS NO LABEL
I JUST WAKE UP AND ITS OVER FOR YOUR STABLE
DONT MATTER WHERE YOU SIT I TURN THE TABLES
BRAINDEAD BLUNTS GOT ME FEELING UN ABLE
MODERN DAY PACK GOT MY LUNGS LOOKING ANCIENT
EYE LIDS SHUT DEEP BREATHE OUT IN NATURE
BET I BREAK YOU BAD NEWS BET THAT YOU WONT SAY SHIT
I KNOW IM THE REASON THAT YOU SWEATIN TRYING TO MAKE SHIT
CANT NOBODY HEAR YOU IF NEVER REALLY SAYING SHIT

Bones - NightShift (prod. by Harvest)

download: https://we.tl/9tceOMtpjD

lyrics

BARELY GONE BARELY HERE 
MY TEAM RARELY EVER FEAR NONE
UNLESS THE WOODS START TO GET LOW
THEN WE WE PILE UP IN THE PICK UP TO THE STORE TO GET MORE
SLIDE UNDER LAVENDER SKIES 
THAT BLADE IS MY DISGUISE IM TOO UGLY PLEASE SHIELD YOUR EYES
THAT LINE MIGHT BE REPRISED BUT ITS A WARNING NOT A LIE
SEE THE SHINE ON MY SIDE NOW YOU GOT STEVIE WONDERS EYES
SURE AINT WITH THE DEADBOYS GO PICK ANOTHER SIDE 
SHIFT BACK AND FORTH UNTIL YOUR MORALS HAVE ALIGNED 
YOU NEVER SPENT TIME ON SHIT THAT REALLY WINDS 
UP AND CATAPULTS YOU TO A GREATER DIVINE
STOP DROP AND ROLL IM YELLING IT IN THE MIRROR
THE HUMAN TORCH IS HERE SETTIN FIRE TO MY PEERS
BARELY GONE BARELY HERE 
MY TEAM RARELY EVER FEAR NONE

Bones - LavenderSkies (prod. by Nymano)

Bones - Hazardous (prod. by ghost)

Bones - ColdSideOfThePillow (prod. by drew the architect)

Produced by Stimachine

Background:

Setting takes place in a somewhat distant cyberpunkesque dystopian-future, specifically the nightclub area of a high class space ship strolling through a previously unknown galaxy, (near Andromeda) when suddenly the ship is attacked by rugged and unidentifiable Space Pirates. 

lyrics:

Fukkit:

I'M IN THE VIP SECTION THE CABIN DROP PRESSURE WE 300 MILES UP IN A BRAND NEW TESLA/

THE CLUB WAS IMPRESSIVE TIL SHIT GOT HECTIC/

SHIPS IN A WRECKAGE/

CAPTAIN IN DISTRESS AS HE LEFT US THE MESSAGE/

REMAIN CALM/

PARTYGOERS STRIPPIN TO THE SOUND OF THE ALARM SNIFFING BLOW LIKE A BOMB COCAINE IN HER BRA GETTING HIGHER THAN THE SKY IRONIC IN A FREE FALL/ 

MIND RACE AGAINST TIME, PACING GUESS WHY/

I DONT KNOW BOUT ANYBODY ELSE BUT IM IN LINE/

ESCAPE PODS VACANT/ 

PEEK OVER MY SHOULDER AND THE CROWD STILL PATIENT/

I DONT GOTTA SAY SHIT/



WE DYING IN A SPACE SHIP,

FLAME IN THE MAIN DECK,

UPLOADING MY CONSCIENCE BRAIN BODY GETS WASTED RIGHT CLICK, REPLACE, AND SAVE THEN REARRANGE IT WHERE EVERYBODY NAMELESS, AIMLESS, MADE BASIC/ 



STILL KEEP A GLOCK BY THE BED,

BUT NOW IT COME EQUIPPED WIT A LASER INSTEAD WHICH IS WHAT I LIKE BEST/ 

IT BURN THROUGH YOUR CHEST TIL THE SHAPE GETS PRESSED TO YOUR SKIN LIKE A SKETCH/ 

GET VEXED, 

CONFUSED, THEN DEPRESSED LIKE YA EX AFTER SEX FUCK AWAY LIKE A PEST IM THE BEST NO QUEST/

IN LIKE THE OPPOSITE OF OUT, JUST BOUGHT THESE NEW ANTIGRAVITY BOOTS FOR THE CLOUT/ 

YOU A SUIT SO GET OUT/

DEDUCE YOUR AMOUNT, 

THROUGH A CHIP, THATS IMPLANTED IN MY SCALP, WHAT ABOUT/

I BREATHE UNDERWATER LIKE A TROUT/

THAT BIG BLUE BALL WIT NO LEAVES AND NO SEEDS IN THE DROUGHT/ 

THATS RIGHT,

EARTH GOT A NEW NICKNAME SINCE WE TREATED GLOBAL WARMING LIKE A DAMN KIDS GAME:

PLANET 3-2-J-6-4-9-A

YES, EVERYBODY THERE IS EITHER POOR OR NOT THE SAME/ 



SABINO:

Transportation to our Destination now is out of question/ as the thrusters shut down now they feeling full dissension/ keep it cool pointless running toward an exit/ accept it/ calculate your state of panic through my specs augmented/ Not to mention the Co2 rising/ fucker keep it silent didn’t wanna show the violence/ but this holo-knife keep whining/ and I’m clearly fucking tired of it/ back of his head didn’t wanna show this side of him/ yet he knows the time is close he moves out the cabin just to go/ laser lights keep passing him/ still he knows the time is close remember the goal yeah he’s ready to go/ 



BRANDO:

YEAH IM READY TO GO I GOT BOMBS ON MY BODY BITCH IM READY TO BLOW/



(Sabino)

Keep it under control itd be best they don’t know just let the plans unfold/ 



BRANDO:

I GOT CANNONS ON MY NECK JUST LIKE IM PREDATOR BRO, IMMA HIT THE FUCKING LOBBY IMMA LET THIS SHIT GO 



(Sabino)

 Bro, I heard first time make sure it goes right   

But now In hindsight I think we left the plasma grenades/ 



BRANDO:

ZERO G ENERGY LEAKS INTO THE LOBBY.

BODIES BENDING BACK LIKE PILATES.

ITS OBVI THAT ALL YA OPTIONS AINT POPPIN.

RAISING THE PRESSURE VESSELS GET POPPING.

NOW I POP A BEAN LIKE JANEMBA.

DEAD SPACE FEEL COLD JUST LIKE DECEMBA.

REMOTE CONTROL ABORTION CODE’S A NO-GO

LET IT BLOW, THEN POSE FOR THE PHOTOS.

I GOT BROS, WE ALL BEARING LOGOS

HOPPED OUT THE FOUR DOOR, LIKE CODE LYOKO.

BITCH I AM LOCO. HOWLING LIKE LOBO.

I DONT GIVE NO FUCKS, I WONT FOLD BRO.

32-J (ft. Sabino & Brando) [Prod. Stimachine]

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