Fukkit & Dutchman - Piccadilly

Psych

GTA6 - 870glizzy & Fukkit (Prod. ZCR)

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)

DEMON MODE+++ (Prod. Dutchman)

mixed by chris vayle

lyrics:

I GREW UP WITH A SENSE OF MYSELF/
THAT'S THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN ME AND THEM/ 
HOW MY WORDS BOUT TO SLICE'EM SO THIN LIKE THEY TRYNNA CUT WEIGHT ON THEY WAY TO THE GYM/
TRAINING DAY BUT THEY SIT BY THE BENCH/ SPOT A NIGGA SHIT GETTING SUSPENSEFUL/ TEACHING SOMETHING THE MOMENT I TEST YOU ERASE YOUR EXISTENCE JUST USING A PENCIL/
TANGO DOWN CAUSE HE MOVED IN MY RADIUS STOP ALL THAT PLAYING SHIT TURN OFF YO CONSOLE UNPLUG YO PLAYSTATION BITCH/ BY THE WAY THIS IS JUST GETTING STARTED IM OFFA BLUE PILL SO PLUG ME INTO MATRIX TANK/
STILL THEY WANNA SAY DEM IS SIMILAR HEARING YOUR STYLES SOUND OFTLY FAMILIAR/ WHY THEY WANT COPY ME THEN CLAIM ORIGINAL  PROVES THAT THEIR FUCKING DELIRIOUS/ 
AND YO LIL SISTER BI-CURIOUS LAUGH IT OFF QUICK WHILE I LOOK AT YOU SERIOUS/ BITCH I HIT LICKS AND IM CLEARING'EM I AM THE ONE AINT NO OTHER SINCERELY HIM/ 
COVER YOUR FACE LIKE KENNY,
MOST OF THESE RAPPERS JUST FACE LIKE PENNIES/ I GOT A WHITE REDHEAD LIKE WENDY, WHILE MOST OF THESE CLIQUES LIKE ED, EDD, EDDY/ 
I HOLD THE BURNER AND BLAST TIGHT STEADY/ 
RUNNING THE FOREST I FUCKS ON JENNY/
I GOT THE WOP AND 1 EYE ON FETTY,
DONT CARE BOUT THE GUAP OR YOUR IPHONE SILLY/ 
IM CHILLING WITH DEATH LIKE BILLY IM POINTING THE BEAM AINT NO FLASHLIGHT JIMMY/ 
WATCH THESE LIL NIGGAS GET PETTY I PROMISE MY JOB IS TO EMPTY ON PLENTY/

FORMULA BITE MINE HEAVY/
I MAKE SURE HIS BLOODLINE ENDING/
I MAKE SURE MY LIMELIGHT READY FOR QUALITY FILMING THIS PUBLIC BEHEADING/ 

BITCH I CRAWLED UP FROM THAT DIRT NAP WATCH MY HANDS RUB JUST LIKE BIRDMAN I CONTROL THOSE BODIES ERMAC CANT NOBODY STOP ME HEARD THAT/ 
YALL ARE VERMIN,
THAT FANBASE A BURDEN,
THAT I KNOW FOR CERTAIN WET YO BLOCK UP FUCK A BIRDBATH/ 

MAYBE I DONT GIVE A FUCK, BOUT NOBODY BUT MYSELF, MADE TSUNAMIS AND EXCELLED NOW IM LEFT WONDERING LIKE WHAT ELSE?
CARDS THAT I BEEN DEALT,
TOP NOTCH BITCH GOT SKILLS,
FAVORITE RAPPER CANT PAY BAIL,
BUT HE COLD BLOODED CAUSE HE SAY HE GOT SCALES/

Formula (Prod. Phosphate)

DEATHTRAP+++ (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

Prod. By @sunds_god

Download / Stream "ENERGON" Feat. @hikariultra - https://fanlink.to/ENERGON

https://transformers.fandom.com/wiki/Energon_

[Verse 1: XZARKHAN]
Set, ready, rush, rush, 'til it's death, we brush
For this floor, better crush, crush, caving in from us
See I'm draped up and I'm dripped out
With my force out and my clip out
See I'm draped up and I'm dripped out
With my force out and my clip out, dip out
Zar make your landslide, huh
We be running through the field while you look out from the wayside
Brought up by the graveside, huh
Forces fiending for my life fail to flourish through the late night
Gotta keep my aim right, huh
For the ally turned opp, you'll get shot, broad daylight
Better pump your brakelight, huh
For you crash in your lane, I'm the dominating canine

[Verse 2: SosMula]
Mula!
Pussy ass rapper you got stage fright, blah (Fuck outta here)
See my ice looking like a stage light, blah (Word)
MST pocket, 30k like blah (Racks)
See my dope brown and my yay' white, blah
Swimming in the water with the great white, blah (Bling)
Wild nigga, stab you with a steak knife, blah (Pussy)
I'm back in this bitch, selling crack in this bitch (Mula!)
On a half of a brick out the Acura whip
I got talent and shit, fuck this rapping and shit (Grrah)
Put the mac through his lip gave him half of the clip (Blaow!)

Stream/Buy

XZARKHAN - ENERGON (Feat. SosMula)(Prod. By SUNDS)

"MONK"

LYRICS:

I'M GON' BEAT HIS BRAINS,
OUT HIS MOTHERFUCKIN' HEAD
HOPE SOMEBODY TRY ME,
I COULD SKIN 'EM, LIKE A DOG
WHAT YOU PEOPLE WANT,
GET ME IN THE DARK
I AIN'T FUCKIN' WORRIED,
ALL YOU DO IS FUCKING BARK

I CALLED YOU MY FRIEND FOR FUCKING WHAT SO YOU COULD FLIP THE SCRIPT
LET ME CATCH YOU TALKIN' BOUT MY NAME,
ONE MORE FUCKING TIME
BITCH I KNOW EXACTLY WHERE YOU STAY,
WANT THAT ISSUE NOW?
I MIGHT DROP A THOUSAND ON A K,
JUST TO KNOCK HIM OUT

BET IT'S FUCK THE FUCKING COPS UNTIL I LAY YOU OUT
BET YOU HATE THE FEDS, TILL I HIT YOUR FUCKING PARENTS HOUSE
BET YOU FUCKING PUNK UNTIL I SHOW YOU WHAT MY DOGS DO
BET YOU FUCKING TOUGH UNTIL I MAKE YOU FUCKING PISS YOURSELF

I'M GON' BEAT HIS BRAINS,
OUT HIS MOTHERFUCKIN' HEAD
HOPE SOMEBODY TRY ME,
I COULD SKIN 'EM, LIKE A DOG
WHAT YOU PEOPLE WANT,
GET ME IN THE DARK
I AIN'T FUCKIN' WORRIED,
ALL YOU DO IS FUCKING BARK

PUNK [PROD. VENTING PALACE]

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