Fukkit & Dutchman - Muscle

Fukkit & Dutchman - Complex

KILL THE SPACE GOD II

I See Walking Caskets

Written & Performed by $avage Rid, Ian A.

Lyrics: 

Rid: V1
Alag sheher mein, bhatakta in khwabon ki raah pe
Alag sa main bhi, jo fir bhi na chhoda koshish karne
Alag sa ye safar hai, banna mujhe safal hai
Aur baawa apne check hai, pehle ek se das tak le, fir sau pe gaddi bhage 
Nahi chahiye log jo bina jaane karein bas judge hai
Aur chahta hoon apni maa ki aankhon mein khushiya dekhne
Jisne sikhaya mujhe apne pairon pe khada hone
Zimmedariyan kai, jo maine li apne kandhon pe
Aur kabhi sochu… kya main khush hoon
Par lamba hai ye safar, jana hai mujhe ghar bhi
Aur beta bas tu laga reh ki ek din ana jeet hai 
Aur likhte ja ye kahani jab tak kalam me siyaahi 
Log ane hai bohot aur jane bhi kafi tur kar sakta khush sabko ni

Hook:
Bas reh tu asali mein asal hi 
Bas reh tu asali mein asal hi 
Bas reh tu asali mein asal hi 
Bas reh tu asali mein asal hi 

V2:
Aur baki kar uper wale ki hawale kyuki tu bhi ek insaan hi 

Beta ye game hai ni sabki baski, nai karte chase hum fame ya ladki 
Rahte Locked in baawe apne aadat nai hai faekne ki 
Lete bt hum kisiki nahi dete shots on the face
Log mile nakali badal te rehte apna bhase
And I act like I ain’t notice, I’m laid back, 
But I still pray for they best, nonetheless 
So Talk to my face, unless you a fuck face 
Cuz I ain’t got time for these chit chats
Waste men jokes I keep that out my plate 
I’ve  seen too many switch sides cuz they just wanna stay relevant 

Hook: 
Bas reh tu asali mein asal hi 
Bas reh tu asali mein asal hi 
Bas reh tu asali mein asal hi 
Bas reh tu asali mein asal hi 

Ian A: 
Chahiye green chahiye scene chahiye do teen mil 
Aur jo wapas au ghar me toh cook karu meal
Kya karu abhi andar dikkato se laru?
Apne sukh aur shanti ko kyu main ujharu?
Scar karu cop so ye gaano kare bop
Beaton pe bas krta nod fight back karna toh bachpan se tha taught calm rakhu core ops bane soft, ops kare yedechale toh main deta seedhe maut

Uparse sunta tha that blond goat from detroit
Toh rap se back out can aint got no choice
Antisocial rehta bas ye gaane mere voice
Savage beat pe aye toh, just cut down the noice
Rolling in the deep i dealt lotta wraith,
Dealt with everything but hasi never left my face
Kya karu stress jab uparwale ka favourite 
Soldier hoon main baawe kal se behter every fucking day 

sabdkoch se, sabd khoj ke,  soch always on the search
Dard lost se, na koi shauk se, behta jaye ab ye verse
Ghut ghut ke marne se better azaad karu dard
Ops banesoft, kya de shot, jeetna humme universe
Chutiyo ko deta na waqt, jeetna humme universe
We aint got the time for these bitches 
Chahiye bas bags aur riches
Chahiye bas bags aur riches
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Hook:
Bas reh tu asali mein asal hi 
Bas reh tu asali mein asal hi 
Bas reh tu asali mein asal hi 
Bas reh tu asali mein asal hi

ASLI (ft. Ian A)

I NEED TO MEDICATE (Prod. Dutchman)

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

Spotify

2. Nerves

Mixed by TheWildDutchman

Lyrics:

MY SOUND AGE LIKE WINE TO ME 

STOP WASTING MY TIME MAN HONESTLY

SHOW YOU HOW TO DO THIS SHIT PROPERLY 

ITS CLEAR TO EVERYBODY IM THE GUY TO BEAT 

EARNED STRIPES BUT THEY HURT LIKE SCARS TO ME

NIGGAS STARTIN TO SOUND LIKE BRAUDS TO ME 

TRYNNA TALK LIKE A BITCH GO HEAD FOLLOW ME

ITS CLEAR YOU A FAN SO YOU STALKING ME



NIGGAS WANNA FIGHT TRY BLOCKING ME OR YA BODY END UP LYING CROSS THE STREET GET CAUGHT YOU AINT GETTING UP COMFORTABLY 

NO YOU NOT WHAT YOU CLAIM IN YOUR SONGS TO ME/

BITCH WANT SEE ME GOT GET YOUR GUY RIDDEN,

GOT JUICE LIKE SYNAGOGUE NOT KIDDING,

CREEPING UP MY SPINE CROSS ME LIKE FINISH,

BLOWING ON GREEN POP EYE LIKE SPINACH/ 

NOT GONNA LIE STYLE SO AUTHENTIC,

THATS WHY MY LIFESTYLE UNCUT AND UNRENDERED/ 

I GOT HOT LINES AND THEY BURN LIKE EMBER I SMOKE TWO G’S JUST TO MATCH MY SWEATER MY FACE MASK TIGHT BUT ITS NOT ALL LEATHER YOU SMELL DEAD SKIN THATS MY ENEMIES FEATHERS I DONT FEEL BAD KINDA BROUGHT ME PLEASURE/

SPITTING SICK LIKE IM UNDER THE WEATHER/ 

IM SO SELF CENTERED/

GET OFFENDED/

I JUST DESCENDED/

FROM THE HEAVENS/

I BROUGHT MY MESSAGE/

MIGHT AS WELL SEND IT/

TO ALL MY CRITICS/

STAY BEHEADED/ 

AND WHO YALL KIDDING/

LICK THE STAMP CAUSE YOU MUST BE TRIPPING/

SHE WANT FUCK BUT SHE DONT WANT MENTION/

CAUSE SHE DONT WANNA TALK BOUT BUSINESS ALL OVER HER TWITTER/ 

THIS AINT FOR BEGINNERS MY PENIS HER DINNER RAIN WHITE LIKE A WINTER SNOW STORM OUT IN DENVER/ 

I COME TO DELIVER YALL COME AND DISMISSAL/

RIDING HIGH LIKE A MISSILE I HIT YOU/ 

LOSING FRIENDS BY THE END OF MY PISTOL/ 

SAY GOODBYE BUT I KNOW THEY WONT MISS YOU/

LEAST THIS 38 SPECIAL GON KISS YOU/

SNUB NOSE CUTE HOW IT SNEEZE WHEN IT BLESS YOU/

Fukkit - To Me (Prod. Fluss Vlone)

ANEMIC (PROD. KIVYA x HEXAKILL)

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Zotiyac
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Burnkas
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TrapTree
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Mixed by: https://www.instagram.com/traptree
Mastered by: https://www.instagram.com/desertpark
Visuals: https://www.instagram.com/levitate.mp3

Who Frontin

Zotiyac X Burnkas - Who Frontin •‡Prod. TrapTree‡•

CutThroatCrew, Kamiyada+ - "Stick Up Kid"

Stick Up Kid (ft. Kamiyada+) [prod. 88Vlexx]

Lyrics Below (Mixed by twitter: @zcrmadeit)

Mass destruction 
I rain death on my enemies 

Save yo breathe 
Don’t give a fuck 
What you telling me 

Catch em lackin
Now that boy is an
Entity 

Perfect cell 
I drain yo body 
Of energy 

Ya 

bullet rain’ll hit you 
Then I send a missile

Boy why is u laughing 
We ain’t kidding with you 

Guess you probably took 
Me for a different nigga 

Said that I would spare 
You but I didn’t nigga 

Kami I’m outta my mind 
If I want you dead 
I take heads
I don’t waste no time 

They say that I’m outta line 
I don’t give a damn 
I still spaz ima take
Yo life 

Fully addressing 
The issue 
Gun to his face 
So the bullets won’t 
Miss you aye

Straight to the point like 
A pencil/yo name on 
A shirt like some merch 
Once we kill you aye 

Don't hand me your baby
I'll drop that lil nigga
it's 8 in the morning bitch
why is you yelling
yo make up look shitty 
you musty I smell it 
you fucked on my bro cause 
you thought I'd be jealous

To be honest got no regard
for a human suck my dick
or shut the fuck up cause
you stupid, conversation benefit
nothing it's useless, talking
tough don't say you gone kill me
just do it !

She don't fuck with her
boyfriend he ball in the
D-league she say my dick 
game is elite, she go outta
her way everyday just to see me
I think the sex got her tweaking

If I call up her phone for the cheeks 
she like ME ME, her only goal
is to please me, her man writing her
letters his text get the delete
that's why his imessage green green.

His own life he ending
Boy call him a medic 
I blow of his arm 
No he flex with prosthetic 

My shooters athletic 
They hopping yo fences 
That strap drill a hole 
In his face like a dentist 

I’m Dennis the menace 
Macaulay no culkin
The blade cut him open 
His organs exposed 
& I’m laughing about it 
Outside of his home 
His bitch grip on my dick 
Like a brand new pistola

Chorus

Watching Adult Swim
face of a zombie toonami
is on and I'm high it's after
12 I just rolled me a couple
of joints and a nigga is totally
fried 

3 hoes in my bed and they giving
me neck and they look like
the bitches from totally spies
you don't want smoke cause my niggas
they shoot and you and yo crew could
like totally die.

BULLET RAIN+

BULLET RAIN+ (Prod. ZCR)

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