Prod by Fony Wallace

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Phony (EP)

Vibes to Praise the Blood Gods to

Fukkit

STREAM HERE: https://ffm.to/bvdlvd-lildarkie

Prod: @fonywallace & @kaan3x_

Lyrics:
Walking like I'm ten foot tall
Tims on my feet saw a spider on the street like

Walking like I’m meant to ball
Spider on the beat
Put the lighter on the tree like yeah

Uh, tell me whats the vibe then bro?
Are we gonna have to fuck a pussy up tonight or something? 

Right 
Gonna have a good night then bro
Wanna box on the beat?
I could knock out his teeth like yeah

Yeah all these mindless drones are wack
plenty pussies plottin, thats a fuckin fact
I gone lost my noggin, had to take a nap
now I'm back, tryna save this scene from collapse
Wait, hold up puffin this wax
Baked, six pounds of dope, and its packed
Safe, Me and Darkie with the strap
How the fuck you gone mess with that?

Wait
Hold up I got on a sweater
BAPE
I’m high I’m light as a feather
Vape
They mad that we do it better
Aye aye aye aye

I buy ten packs then I sell it right back
To the same mother fuckers
Say they do that
If you make rap then you probably cap
Don’t cap them tracks that you made is wack
You’re so crap that it smell like you shat yourself
You should go check that: your tooshie
Man’s not hot he don’t get no cat
Wearing all black like a black cat
You’re pussy

Walking like I'm ten foot tall
Tims on my feet saw a spider on the street like

Walking like I’m meant to ball
Spider on the beat
Put the lighter on the tree like yeah

Uh, tell me whats the vibe then bro?
Are we gonna have to fuck a pussy up tonight or something? 

Right 
Gonna have a good night then bro
Wanna box on the beat?
I could knock out his teeth like yeah

Black widow, Black Zippo
You know we in the money now its mad simple
We popping off and tourin shows, I signed a bitches tits
Then got my girl to sign it too, I hope her tits get rich
Like take ya pic, tag me, now your clouted
Got so much cash on me, Im drowing
Twennies, Fifties, Hunnids and the thousands
Punching every fan I encounter

Brown recluse 
I’m inside every day 
Brown recluse
On your phone you should check your net use
Wanna be up but very few of us get to
Yeah yeah
If you were a Pokémon I wouldn’t wanna catch you
Crack the safe just hope the cops don’t catch you
I like racks that’s all a nigga tryna get to
Up the strap and then wetchu

10 FOOT TALL

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10 FOOT TALL (BVDLVD X DARKIE)

I Can't Leave(@ayowitty) feat. Kaisani

not sure...(@ayowitty) feat. Kaisani

Bullseye(@ayowitty)feat. Skyte & Kaisani

HER FAVORITE (MAKE A SCENE) [WATTS + FONY WALLACE]

Prada at 13 (Prod. Fony Wallace)

you think so?

demons in my room(@ayowitty) feat. Skyte

karrahbooo - drugz over you (unreleased)

Trojan Horse (Prod. Fony Wallace)

Ménage à Trois (Prod. Fony Wallace)

Snow (Prod. Fony Wallace)

Deal or No Deal (Prod. Fony Wallace)

Barbados (Prod. Fony Wallace)

STILL F.L.I.N.T. (Feeling Like I'm Not Through)

Skittle Head

Engineered by @saintf
Jokes On You EP coming soon!
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30 (Prod. CaptainCrunch) [Bonus]

10 Fukkit - Polo Man (Prod. Vinny Chango$)

05 Fukkit - NASCAR (Prod. Onlytheflyest)

Part of "The Jazz Hop Conspiracy Vol. 1" From S!X - Music, check it out on Spotify!
 
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Back In The Days

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)

Special Place

Part of a Large Album(EGOTRIP) full of great beats and instrumentals for chilling or whatever. Produced by Alter Ego, special thanks to Blackout Studios for Mixing and Guitar on Track 1: Gentleman.

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Midnight

Impro by @julianconvex
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The Jazz Hop Conspiracy, Vol. 1

Impro

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Julian Convex - Impro

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

This is a song about heartbreak and tribulation.

Guest vocals from BRANDO Prod. Miklo
https://soundcloud.com/driedouteldr
https://soundcloud.com/burnwithbrando

lyrics:

IM EITHER

TRAPPED IN A PIT OF MY INDECISION OR FREE CLIMBING THIS MOUNTAIN OF DOUBT IN A FRIGID WINTER/

MY ICE BOX COLD HEART FROST-BITTEN/

AND YOUR LOVE WAS THE COAT THAT COVERED UP MY BLISTERS BENEATH THE STITCHING/

I WAS UP FOR 7 NIGHTS WITH BAD INTENTIONS/

I USED TO DOUBT ALL MY FRIENDSHIPS I NEVER DOUBTED YOU NOT ONCE AND I MEANT IT/

YOU GAVE ME MEANING IN A TIME I NEEDED HELP MAKING BREAKFAST/ 

YOU TAUGHT ME HOW TO BE MYSELF AND IN SPECIFIC ACCEPT IT/

I COULDNT SPEAK A WORD OF THIS LANGUAGE WE SPOKE THAT I CHERISH NOW MORE THAN EVER/

AND NO THATS NOT A PUN TO BE CLEVER NOTHING IS FUNNY NOW YOU NOT AROUND/

I KEEP THIS AWKWARD SMILE ON MY FACE THAT DOES IT JOB CONVINCING PEOPLE IM AROUND BUT NOT HERE MENTALLY/ SOMEWHERE STUCK BETWEEN THE BROKEN PIECES OF OUR EFFIGY/ SCULPTED WITH ENOUGH OF THE GOLDEN HOPE I HAD KEPT WITH ME/

CLUTCHING LIKE A FORCEPS/

FIND ME LIKE A MISSING DOG SLEEPIN ON YOUR DOOR STEP/

FIND ME LIKE A MISSING BODY WAITING FOR ITS TOE TAG IM SUICIDAL FIGHTING ALL THESE URGES OF A BODY BAG/

JUST A CONTEMPORARY NOMAD IM SO MAD FEEL LIKE A OLD MAN, PART ME OF DIED AND I GOT COLD HANDS AND KNOW THAT/

YOU WERE THE ONLY HOME IVE EVER KNOWN GREW UP THIS WAY BEEN ALL ALONE MY WHOLE LIFE/ 

REPERCUSSIONS OF LOSING YOU PLAGUING MY MIND IN THE NIGHT, WHEN I WRITE/

SAID GIVE IT TIME BUT HAVE YOU LOOKED AT THE PRICE? 



WORST DAY OF MY LIFE YOU LOST INTEREST

I DONT GET THIS, THE DAY YOU LEFT I AINT DISMISSED YET/

DEALING WITH EVERYTHING AT ONCE AND YOU GOT HIM, HEH?

PROMISED ME DIFFERENT WE AINT PERFECT BUT WHAT IS THAT? 

What is that?
Girl what is that?
Why you did that?
(Did me like that)

I still want you by my side/ I think you don’t want me, I think I know why (x2)

I still want you by my side, I know you don’t want me, I think I know why (x2)

Fukkit & Miklo - 7

Lyrics:

take this bedrock off my back/

y’all on my waist I ain’t rockin satchels

whole scene just flipped flopped like sandals/

back up,

I don’t wanna catch your cancer 

question

I already gave out answers, lessons 

I could not resist what my universe grants me/ 

You against me good odds ends badly/

Tragic, not really sarcastic as can be/

me against me is audacious as can be/ 

you not with me not my friends not my family/

i bust at you if I fail then it’s plan B/

get your homies to watch on your back like you planting y’all pussies is pink like salmon

I’m on ya tail like Raditz, I’m upping the ratchet and hitting that green like a racket/

I got a stick in my varsity jacket/

 I’m in the league while you still play for varsity nigga what happened I leave you abandoned critique and do damage I hurt you lil faggots go cry in your panic/ 

I get depressed for some time then I’m manic/

I got these bars but I used to do Xanax I’m up in the crib while you lie in your hammock I’ll tie that shit up while you sleeping and stab you/ 

like what happened,

what happened,

what happened,

and it’s inefficient if ya bitch in the vip and she not sucking dick on command like/ 

like what happened,

what happened,

what happened,

what happened

and you know it’s on sight if you don’t get me right dropping hits on demand nigga damn like/ 

like what happened/ 



thinking bout letting you breathe, while all on your knees, im diving like capital steeze, she spit out my nut like seeds, hoe blow like the breeze and I’m dropping til Fall when I leave/ 

I keep it up you just keep underneath/

Air it out in this bitch til she queef/ 

Y’all niggas ain’t with it y’all niggas is creeps/

You look like you just seen a ghost, 

I’m in a phantom go so fast you cant see it smoke but I bet you can smell when it go/ 

Y’all niggas not what you claim in your songs/ sing along like a birdie cmon/

cmon/

cmon/

that shit gon get you clipped like salon/

pass the stick then I dip like baton/

blowing gas it’s so loud like alarm/

FR[A]NCH (PROD. GHOST)

LYRICS:

KUDOS TO THE REDDIT CRITICS 

SCREENSHOOTING MY OPINIONS

WHY YALL IN MY TWITTER MENTIONS

HAWK EYE I SEE YOU NIGGAS 

TREAT YO BAND JUST LIKE IM GRIFFITH

FUCK’EM PUT SIMPLE SIMPLY

LICK MY DICK AND SPIT MY KIDS UP

BITCH KNOW THAT MAGNUM FIT ME

GLOVE ON ME LIKE MICHEAL SO I,

BEAT IT BEAT IT/

GLOVE ON ME LIKE TYSON SO I PEEK A BOO THEN BEAT YOU BLEEDING/

SHE GON SWALLOW ALL MY FUCKING,

SEMEN SEMEN/

DONT GO SPEND YOUR HOURS ON THAT SNIPPET YOU SHOULD JUST DELETE IT/

POOL AROUND ME SO SHE LOOKING,

SQUEAMISH, SQUEAMISH/ 

I HAD TO COUNT SHEEP WHILE EVERYONE WAS OUT HERE FUCKING SLEEPING/ 

HOW MUCH DID I MAKE THATS JUST THIS,

EVENING, EVENING/

I DONT KNOW BOUT YOU BUT I BEEN PUZZLING THE MISSING PIECES/ 

NUMBERS LONG, WI-FI CODE, REMEMBER ME, THINK YOU WONT, MY DICK GO UP, AND DOWN HER THROAT, I HOP SKOTCH SKIP AND CATCH THIS FLOW/ 

YOU BITCH WANT KISS AND CATCH A COLD, I SPEAK AND SHE DO WHAT SHE TOLD, LICK MY SHIT, YOU NOT THAT BOLD/

I SQUEEZE OUT POP YOUR BROKEN BONES/

COME IN MY HOME, 

IM DOING YOU WRONG, 

THE UNDERGROUND ZONE,

I RULE IT AND ROAM,

YOU NOW IN A COMA,

SMELL THE AROMA OF ME AND ITS OVER,

YOU LOOKIN GREEN HOPE YOU LUCKY LIKE CLOVER, 

SWINGING MY FIST BUT IT FEEL LIKE A BOULDER/

RAMMING YOUR BITCH LIKE IM USING A SHOULDER/

AND I COME WIT THE GRIP LIKE A COBRA/

BREATHE

DANCE ON THE BEAT WIT MY TONGUE NOT MY FEET I GO OFF BY MY LONE WHY THE FUCK WOULD I FEAT YOU SHOULD SEE WHAT I SEE BUT YOU CANT CAUSE IM ME/

BUT I KNOW YOU CAN SMELL THE DEFEAT/ 

BY THE WAY WHAT I SPEAK IS SO TRUE ITS ON ME BY THE TIME THAT I SNEAK IN THE TIP OF MY PEAK/

ITS TOO LATE FOR YOU/ 

AINT NO SAVING YOU MIGHT AS WELL PAY FOR YOUR FUNERAL AND PRAY FOR YOU/

IM ESCAPING THE HELL THAT I MADE FOR YOU ITS LOOKING GOOD CAUSE I HARDLY COULD MAKE IT THROUGH NIGGAS GON SLAM THROUGH THE TABLE AND BREAK A FEW/ 

TAKE O2 FROM THE BRAIN WHEN I STRANGLE YOU/ 

CRIPPLE AND MANGLE YOU JUST CAUSE IM AIMED AT YOU/ 

ALL THEM CHAINS I COULD SEE THERES A SLAVE IN YOU/

Reddit (Prod. Y$57 & Disvstxr)

Deadpool (Prod. Jashin)

PLAGUEBOY (PROD. FLUSS VLONE)

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