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KARMYN AVRA & Fukkit - Off Top & Off Topic

Off Top & Off Topic

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KARMYN AVRA X FUKKIT - CHRIS PRATT FREESTYLE (Prod. xxHIMARI)

KARMYN AVRA & Fukkit - Sometimes I Freestyle. (Prod. solsacum)

KARMYN AVRA & Fukkit - Chris Pratt (Freestyle)

OFF TOP & OFF TOPIC

KARMYN AVRA & Fukkit - Goat Freestyle!

KARMYN AVRA & Fukkit - Proper Bloke (Prod. sainturya)

KARMYN AVRA & Fukkit - LIKE WALTER (feat. ROMAY) (Prod. sainturya)

-Maxx the Muffin Man's  "Every Summer Since" tape will be dropping within the next month!
-C.O.B.'s "CornFlowerBlues" tape will be dropping in January!
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Stabilize (Feat. Lazy Crockett) [Prod. Old Ben]

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Lyrics:
Food stamps on a card never got me too far
Pay Some bills buy some weed and fix the car
Saving Nil I can not see when its gon start
Praying till I can not feel i need that spark
I need a liter of water catch my breath
I preach the dreamer never accepting anything less 
I bleed for the Man
And I reap no reward
And I can't sleep for shit
Cuz these problems I can't ignore

I ask you pray for me x2
if they coming for me baby save a space for me
if they get me just make sure you say the grace for me
if I make it then Ill leave without a trace on me
I ask you pray for me x2
Im about to be like tay-k with a chase on me
I know the taxes coming back I cannot wait on it
Yall goin slow im moving fast so match my pace for me

You got that play money
you looking fake money
id feel sorry for you but
i just go and make money
Id let you take a piece but all this bread just break funny
you think you hard but you just looking like a plate homie
you looking for a handout cant get a face from me
you looking for the top spot then set yo aim on me
you hit a lick you got a band fuck what you saying homie
you aint gotta lie to kick it so sit in shame homie

you cannot blame nobody b you gon and did it to yourself
picking up the pieces reaching for the top and then u fell
u tellem pray for me pray for me boy you need some help
you gotta stay hungry stay hungry till u hit that swell
x2

I ask you pray for me x2
if they coming for me baby save a space for me
if they get me just make sure you say the grace for me
if I make it then Ill leave without a trace on me
I ask you pray for me x2
Im about to be like tay-k with a chase on me
I know the taxes coming back I cannot wait on it
Yall goin slow im moving fast so match my pace for me

Spotify

Self Help [Prod. by Blu Majic Beat Co.]

Download / Stream: http://smarturl.it/FIVEFIVE

Produced by Mikey The Magician 
Buffet Boys playlist: smarturl.it/buffetboys 

been below the average still I walk tall 96 deville feelin like da hero of the hood I never meant to be what I became 
ima florida boy that couldn't afford a ford 
at the corner store with fiiiive
of my homies with da glock inside my jacket makin racket tryna sell a sack so I can get a hatchback 
coppa pull me over thats a setback 
it aint nothin I cant bounce back from 
they love my style they love the way that I been using my tongue but hey 
how you hate somebody putting on for your city I gotta 1000 enemies and ya they all wanna rid me but even if you kill me I will never die my words will live forever
I thought this money was supposed to make my life lil better 
but now this money got me dancin
dancin with the devil heavy metal got my pantsss saggin like a 90's rebel
I can never settle I need my settlements 
lately 
been around the world but Miami is my grave be


take my life away an let me die where I reside 
Ima florida boi forever
my city immortalized
everybody wanna be around me cause im hot
yuh 
watch me 
drop the top 
like an after shock 


shake hands with the right but on the left I got the nina 
Serena couldn't serve you rappers better than me either 
took a gamble with my life I spent my money on chain
threw it all away to run away from all da pain 
you was a rat from da beginning tryna play me like a bitch
I guess that come with the game the pros and cons of gettin rich
real recognize fake 
see you it in yo face 
you hangin around my nuts to get a taste 
baby let me tell you somethin
most these rappers got they mans in these pocket
locked up to a 3 6 0 
sold yo soul for an all gold rope
wrapped around yo throat 
an now you walkin around da city like you runnin da show 
but I know you got yoself into somethin hard to get out 
especially when half the world got yuh name in they mouth 
you feel da pressure on yo spine 
cripple up yuh mind 
diamond in the rough waitin to be mined 

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Produced By: twitter.com/_MXTXM 
@damsunmtm 
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Art by: twitter.com/Gian_Lo 
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aftershock

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Aftershock (Prod. Mikey The Magician)

Ya boy Verbz is back at it once again with the complicity of Psalm Trees and Radio Juicy! This time around with a jaw dropping single that gives a glance at what's too come. Produced by Psalm Trees the incredible man behind Benaddict. Days Like This is an ode to human nature, a deep lyrical tune to reminisce upon the time lost. This is a special one for us, so we hope you'll dig it.

Lyrics by https://soundcloud.com/mrverbzyy
Produced, mixed & mastered by https://soundcloud.com/psalm-trees
Artwork by https://soundcloud.com/invention

Radio Juicy © 2018

Stream / Buy now

Verbz & Psalm Trees - Days Like This

hold the nine straight

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/

1. Yeah

lyrics:

.45 STAND TALL LEAVE YA ASS 6 FEET

SHORT NIGGA DIE LONG SHOULD'VE NEVER DISSED ME/

GOOGLE CHROME THAT USERNAME,

AND CHECK MY FUCKING HISTORY/

GUARANTEED YOU SENDING SHOTS I GUARANTEE THEY MISS ME/

NIGGAS TRYNNA COOK BEEF IM HUNGRY FOR THAT MINCEMEAT I KEEP A CANNON ON ME PERFECT PICTURE WHEN YO SHIP SINK/ 

HOPE THAT MAKE IT CLICK FOR YOU AINT NO NEED FOR CLICK-BAIT I KNOW IT MUST BE DIFFICULT TO PROMO ALL THEM MISS-TAKES/

DAMN THAT WAS A MISTAKE, I REALLY MEANT YO MIXTAPE/

SHE GON GIMME NOGGIN WHILE I AUTOGRAPH HER TITS, FACE/

FLOW LIKE WATER FALL IT ALWAYS SPILLS INTO ITS FIXED SHAPE/

I MIGHT NEED A SKI MASK CAUSE IM TAKING ALL YO SHIT AWAY/



WHATS THAT UP MY SLEEVES/

DISILLUSION AND CONFUSION/

DEATH GRIPS ON MY KNEES/

DONT BE STUPID KEEP IT MOVING/ 

HUT CADET AT EASE/

MY WHOLE FANBASE LIKE A UNIT/ 

TRIGGER PULL THEN SQUEEZE/

BLOODY PULP ALL NATURAL JUICING/ 

SLIDE ON YOU LIKE ROLLER SKATES THATS CUT UP ICE YO ROLLIE FAKE I MEMORIZE YOUR LICENSE PLATE HAVE INTEL LOCATE YOUR ESTATE/ 

WHERE YO FAMILY STAY/

WATCH YALL SEPARATE/

WHILE I DEMONSTRATE/

THIS WHOLE TORTURE CHAMBER/

BOUNDED TO YOUR FAMILY CIRCLE TRIANGULATE ALL EMOTION LOCKED YO CAP LIKE KEYBOARD FROZEN STOP YOU IN THEM TRACKS YOU POSTED/ 

THATS YO FAMILYS FATE/

WATCH YALL SEPARATE/

BOY YOU BANTAMWEIGHT, 

DISAPPEAR LIKE PHANTOMS AYE/

3. Mincemeat

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:

Punch into yo audio
I fuck that bitch then adios
She screaming loud like ay dios
I heard he called an audible y'all quarterback cant play that role
Don't push me I'm in album mode
That pill gets hard to swallow though

Talking bout the difference ‘tween us you do this for follow growth
I do this for crowd control 
You don't know me nada no I cant defend your problem folk
He hanging, like a stick man
I'm gonna find you, who you wit then
I don't like you, we gon' fix that
Crash that spinal, I get whiplash

I don't sleep, I don't eat, I don't speak, I just geek 
Y'all fake, you ain't kin, you ain't wake, you ain't me
I don't know what you want, but I got what you need
You don't fuck, with my squad, you get lit to the T

By the I
What you see
Getting caught
By my leash
You my bitch
On 4 feet
What I got
Up my fleece
That's a glock
You ain't peep
But you pink
Like a pussy
Cause you wet
By the beam
Bitch I know
Where you sleep
Where you eat
Where you speak
Where you think
Where you breathe
You gon' die
On your knees
Like a bitch
On your feet
Cut him up
To the beach
Toss it out
In the sea
What the fuck
Wrong with me
I don't know
But you see
Separate, from the weak
For the fate, of your dreams
7 days, never weak
Even pain, gotta sink
Every day, gotta weigh in
I don't know, what you saying

4. Woke

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

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