Yessir

Mixed by me. 
Act 1 - Club Fukai [SadieWhere'sMyLighter?]

[9;30pm Club Fukai Back Entrance] - "A man stands outside of the back entrance of the club diligently typing away on his cellphone, while partially distracted from his surroundings. A woman in black high-heeled boots approaches him and they both make eye contact for a short time before the man diverts his attention back to the phone".

Woman - Must be important. 
Man - What was that? "Confused"
Woman - Your phone homie, they can probably hear your ass typing from inside the club "she giggles" let me bum a light off you for a sec before you crack the screen. 
Man - "Reaching into the inner pocket of his leather jacket" What makes you think I smoke hm?? 
Woman - Uhh I don't know.. you look sketchy, and plus you got little spots of ash on your jeans. 
Man - "smiling"  Fair enough, I'd like my shit back when you're done.
Woman - Yeah yeah.."Smiling Seductively" thanks creep.

"Motive smiles back".

"Two girls burst out of the back door and grab the woman by her elbow frantically"

Woman 1: BITCHHH!!!! Our song is one bring ya ass in here!!!
Woman 2:  C'mon Sadie, you know we never miss this shit. LESS GOOO!!!
Sadie: Damn okayyy, fuck I can't even finish my cig!!? 
Woman 1; Nah bitch move it!

"Sadie drops her cigarette and the three rush in, music blasting as the door slams behind them to drown out the sound".

"The man opens the door after them and yells in"

Man: Yo can I get my lighter back or nah??!! 

"The girls disappear into the crowd, the man, now annoyed, readies himself to head in after them until he hears a voice approaching from the street behind him" 

Man 1: YOO Motive!!
Motive: "Looking over his shoulder" Yooo wassup Nova! 
Nova: "Approaching with two other men" What's good fool?
Motive: Shit bruh was just out here waiting on ya'll niggas. What's good smokey?
Smokey: Shit just coolin bruh, tryna turn up. 
Motive: Word, ya''ll tryna step in?
Nova: Yeah yo I got some gas to for the late night sesh as well. 
Motive: Ard bet as fucking well. 

"Motive heads into the club as Nova and Smokey follow behind him. The three walk through the crowd only for Nova to be sidetracked by a woman the other two aren't too familiar with. Smokey follows behind Nova as he makes his way towards a woman and her friends carrying on an inaudible conversation. Motive is about to follow but notices Sadie dancing further off into the crowd. Motive makes his way towards Sadie who's face disappears between the bright flashes of light. As Motive reaches a close enough distance Sadie appears to vanish, only to run her hand across his shoulder and whisper in his ear" 

Sadie: I saw you watching....Creep. 
Motive: "Now staring at Sadie who has moved in front of him" Yeah you ran off. 
Sadie: With your lighter? I'm pretty sure that's not the only reason you came looking "Sadie smiles seductively now wrapping her arms around his neck" 

"The two dance rhythmically for a short amount of time before the sound begins to intensify and Sadie pulls Motive into a dark area. Sadie turns around and presses her back against a wall with a dim red light above it, as she pulls Motive closer to her" 

Sadie: "In a quietly seductive tone" I felt like It'd be good to hold onto it...ya know..I knew it'd give you more of a reason to.."Motive slowly presses his lips against Sadie's neck as she reacts in satisfaction"...to come...see me. 

["SadieWhere'sMyLighter?" Begins to play]

ACT 1/5 - SadieWhere'sMyLighter? (Prod. The Virus & Antidote) [STORY IN DESC.]

SpaceGodsNeverDie ! (Prod. UKNWWN)

GO TO THE STO FT FUKKIT & KAMIYADA(PROD BY BLVC SVND)

Single Off "The Overlook" EP dropping soon.


Engineered by:https://soundcloud.com/neversince
Prod: https://soundcloud.com/jordon-r-lumley

Lyrics:
COME FOR MY CHECK WATCH SHIT POP/ YAC SAID WE SMOKING ON OPPS/ WE WIPING AWAY YA WHOLE BLOCK/ HOP IN MY 3 I PULL OFF/ BLUE PAINT ITS SHINING LIKE GLOSS/ YOU POIN THAT DROP/ NATURAL SELECTION I HOPE DOES ITS JOB/ AND I HOPE IT WONT STOP/ HITTING THE GAS I LEAVE SMOKE AT THE STOP/ WHY THEY THINK WHEN WE PULL UP THERES NO PAIN INVOLVED/ 

WE FUCKING IT UP/ JUST KNOW WHEN I PULL UP IT MIGHT JUST GET BUCK/ JUST KNOW WHEN THEY FLY DOWN YO ASS BETTER DUCK/ I HOPE WITH THAT NEXT REACH I WATCH YO ASS FALL/ NOW YOU TUMBLR FOR REAL/ ha/ FAKING THAT SHIT THAT YOU FEEL/rough/ I WANT COME IN THRU THE REAR/ SPREAD YOU OUT SO YOU CAN FEEL/ YOU AINT GOT SHIT TO FEAR/ BABY GIRL IM RIGHT HERE/ BRINGING OUT WHAT IS INSIDE OF ME/ I CANNOT BLAME IF YOU HIDE FROM ME/ I MYSELF AM MY OWN ENEMY/ DRAG ALL THE FUCKS TO THE BURIAL/ I WANNA BRING THE HYSTERIA/ CUT THROAT AND FUCK FORE I BURY YA/ MY CROWS WILL COME AND EMBARRASS/ YOU POSTED ON KNEES NOT FOR PRAYING THO/ YOU NECKING FOR CLOUT HOW EMBARRASSING/ IF I WERE YOU ID DISOWN MYSELF/ 

NOW REALIZE YOU ALL FUCKED/ CROW PULL UP HANDLING CROWBARS/ THEY BREAK IN YOU GETTING FUNDS BUCKED/ NOW LOOK AT YOU LOOKING ALL DUMB STRUCK/ CANT EXPECT MORE FROM THESE DUMB FUCKS/ THESE INDUSTRY FUCKS GET THEY LIVES SUCKED/ WE POSTED UP RUNNING THE SCENE/ UNDEFEATED THE FEW WHO CONCEALING THE STRUGGLE TO GET TO THE VIEW/ 

SLIDE TO THE SCENE/ I STAY UNSEEN/ FUCK DID YOU THINK?/ COMING UNDONE AT THE SEAMS

ROOM 237 (Prod. Jordon Lumley)

mixed by chris vayle.       lyrics:                                         
TOP GOT A REAL LONG WAIT SUICIDE WAITS NOW THEY GON STALK MY PAGE/
GTFOMW AND THAT'S ALL DAY CON-CRETE SHAPE HIS INSIDE CONCAVE/
GOT THE K SO I LAY LOW TIL BROAD DAY "AW SHAME" HE WAS SO SANE WOW STRANGE/
BACK ON MELROSE WIT STACY IN BROAD DAY L.A SMOKING WIT NAS ON SWADES/
PATIO IN THE BACK GOT THE CITY VIEW/
STUPID BITCH GIMME BRAIN TIL I'M STUPID TOO/
EVERYTHING I MADE SIMPLE WAS DIFFICULT/
TOOK A ME TO MAKE YOU ONLY TOOK A FEW/ 
RADIATE ENERGY THEY WANNA DEMONSTRATE/ 
SEPARATE ME FROM THE CHEMISTRY/
ENVY ME, LEAVE ME ALONE TIL YOU BETTER PLEASE/ 
DON'T BOTHER SPEAKING EXCESSIVELY/
HOLD ON, WAIT/
NO ONE, SAFE/ 
MEMBER GAME IS OVER LIKE THE AUTO-SAVE/ X [4]
I'M SO SURE THEY'LL FAAADE AWAY, 
NOT SO SPECIAL ANNNYWAY/ 
I'M SO SURE YOU'LL FAAADE AWAY
JUST DONT WAIT ANNNOTHER DAY/ X [4]

*YA-YA ADLIB UNDER FAAADE AWAY*

Another Day (Prod. Clipped)

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)

lyrics:

IM WIT MY DOG LIKE A DOBERMAN SIC’EM
ADIDAS STRIPE ON ME I LOOK TOO OFFICIAL
THE FACT WE MADE IT HERE NOT INCIDENTAL
ASKING ME QUESTIONS, I DONT LIKE RIDDLES
THINKING ILL PLAY, WHILE THEY SING LIKE A FIDDLE
SLEEPING ON ME THEN YOU SOFT AS A PILLOW/
I DONT GOT TIME FOR THAT BULLSHIT KIDDO/
WHAT IS MY NICHE? RIGHT HERE I GUESS
30 ON ME WHEN I SHOOT ITS A SWISH
IN THE NET, AND I DONT REALLY STOP OR MISS/
NUMBER ONE ALWAYS THATS WHY THEY LOOK PISSED/ AND THE SECOND I DROP THEN THEY NOT FOR SHIT/
CAUSE I GOT HIT AFTER HIT ON THE LIST/ 
ENVIOUS OF MY FORMER ACCOMPLISHMENTS/
PUSSY ASS NIGGAS STILL SOUNDING JEALOUS/ 
AND I GOT ALL THE TIME,
IN THE WORLD TO GAIN CREDIT FOR KILLING YOU/ 
AND THE BLOOD THAT I SPILL HOWS IT FEEL TO YOU?/
AND THE DAMAGE I DO IS SO REAL TO YOU/
AND THE PUDDLES I USE AS A SWIMMING POOL DIVE IN THAT BITCH TAKE A BATH IN THE MINERALS/
ASK THE QUESTIONS I KNOW THAT WOULD RIDDLE YOU/
THROW MY BOY IN THE MIDDLE TO PICK ON YOU/ 
AND YOUR GIRL GOT A PROBLEM MY PICKLE/
WATCH GOLD BUT THE HANDS IN IT NICKLE/
RUSHING HARDER THAN HAMMER AND SICKLE/
WHILE I DRAW OUT THE LINE LIKE A STENCIL/ 
AND MY BARS JUST HIT LIKE MISSLE,
PICK A COFFIN MAKE SURE THAT IT FIT YOU/
AINT NO STOPPING THE RAP GAME SKITZO/
AND THE .38 SPECIAL DONT TICKLE/

Fukkit - Sic ft. Sabino (Prod. Fluss Vlone)

Shinobi (feat. Katana10400) Prod. Jadeci

Miami feat. Kay P (Prod. BLKSMIITH)

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