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FREESTYLE 4 [DELAU ZHARKO]

DYING SEASON
DYING SEASON
DYING SEASON
201666

Mixed by: Spark Sum'n

Grim Reaper (Prod. Mistified) [Intro by Sabino]

Misbehaving (feat. Zotiyac) [prod. By gin$eng]

SpaceGodsNeverDie ! (Prod. UKNWWN)

No Witness - Kamiyada X Fukkit X BAMBI X Quinn X Original God X Brando Prod Blvc Svnd

Music Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Yi9TzaBxPM

[Verse 1: Kamiyada]
Mind off the acid, the flow analytical
Fucking with me then the damage is critical
Midnight the set, we the ones who will finish you
Talk on our gang and I promise we killing you, fuck
I kill 'em all, leave no witness, yuh
I run my game like a business, yuh
Run in your clique for the ditches, yuh
Run in your clique for the bitches, yuh
I kill 'em all, leave no witness, yuh
I run my game like a business, yuh
Run in your clique for the ditches, yuh
Run in your clique for the bitches, yuh
I run my game like a business, yuh
I kill 'em all, leave no witness, yuh
Run in your clique for the ditches, yuh
Run in your clique for the bitches, yuh

[Verse 2: Fukkit]
Walk on the street and I'm scratching my nutsack
Chopper go damn, my chain carry slugs
And I'm smoking, I feel like Kid Cud, huh
Hitting that Ricky run outside the club, look
Why you so headass? Fam, nigga, deadass
Say you wanna fade me then go to the address
Cutting his throat, he gon' need of a medic
I cleared my objective, your hoe shit pathetic, I said that
Unleashing the beast while I'm squeezing your niece
She gon get on her knees, do the twist with no teeth
Put the blunt on the leaf and the party is kief
I'm chief like a seminal, screaming and screech
Squad hit the preach at the entry and flee, look
Damage is critical, dying to see, look
My animals ridiscule, fuck do you mean?
I'mma see why I smashed on the scene like it's weak

[Verse 3: Bambi]
Gucci flip flop, lean drop on my way
Skrt skrt skrt by the clout to the highway
Bend her, flip her over, then I fuck that bitch sideways
Feeling in my eyes [?]
Sip lean, pink weed, pop xans, not me
Acid, molly, flip with the candy
Smoke ass, green cheese, little deer Bambi
I fucked Mandy, hip hop Randy
Your hoe, she know, suck dick, deepthroat
She won't say none, don't start screech, oh
Wrist never froze, don't feed my ego
Everywhere you go, let me VLONE
Skrr, skrr, skrrrrrr

[Verse 4: Ghostie]
Speak to me, you are not a nigga that I'm tryna be
Go time is the fucking time for me
Lamb on the waist like I gotta be
I am in her ass like sodomy
Taking over shit, no monopoly
Give me a port, I don't smoke no weed
You sound hella weak like a Togepi
African-American from Maryland, home of the Terrapins
Constantly scaring your fans, thanks
You called me and calling your bluff because we all in similar lane
Brace low, track off the long neck
Musically talented, no doubt about it
[?]
Do his family even know he is a dropout
6 foot 1 and I still grab the loud out, pussy

[Verse 5: Original God]
Blvc Svnd studio, but they're no groupie hoes
Ugly white bitch looking like a spooky ghost
Man, that shit was wack, I just need some pack
'Cause I'm off the tab and I'm coming down real bad
I do not know how to spit unless talking saliva when I feel like shit
Wake up, bitches, and black no emotions
And we pouring the potions, I feel like a witch
I put a curse on your entire clique
Looking like taste buds with basic ass tits
That's why you literally a walking lick
Shadow the Hedgehog, we run it up quick

[Verse 6: Brando]
I'm in LA and I'm living my way
I'm in the pit and I'm swinging away
I chop you down if you get in my way
Fold you in half like it's Cirque de Soleil
Like I am Predator, aim with the beam
Pull up, get wet just like it's a wet dream
Straight out the jungle, got jaws on my gun
That was a lie, but just say that for fun
That's why I treat you niggas like you dumb
Don't even know what's rolling off your tongue
That's why I treat you niggas like you dumb
Don't even know what's rolling off your tongue
Aye, yeah, you fucking dumb
Yeah, yeah, you fucking dumb
Yeah, yeah, you fucking dumb
Dumb, dumb, dumb bitch

No Witness - Kamiyada+ X Fukkit X BAMBI X Quinn X Original God X Brando (Prod. Blvc Svnd)

DEMON MODE+++ (Prod. Dutchman)

lyrics:

STEP IN MY VICINITY FUCK AWAY YOUR VIRGINITY OFF THE TOP LIKE A KENNEDY DEADLY IF IM YOUR ENEMY PUSH ME/ 

I GUESS YALL NIGGAS REALLY WANNA SEE WHAT IT COULD BE, AND THE GLOCK GOT A DICK WATCH HOW IT MAKE YOU A PUSSY/ 

LOOKING OUT FOR THE TARGET I GOTTA SPOTTER YOU CAUGHT UP WITHOUT A DOLLAR INSIDE YO WALLET IM ON IT I GOT IT/

WHY THE FUCK IS YOU RUSHING ME WHILE YOUR PEOPLE ARE STALLING LOOKING RETARDED BUT THEY IN COLLEGE MY GOD ITS IRONIC/



GOT THE SPEED LIKE SONIC/

ITS WHATEVER YO GOTTI I KEEP THE PIECE LIKE GHANDI/ 

WHILE THEY TRYNNA COME FIND ME IS WHEN I CREEP UP BEHIND’EM AND WHERE MY PAIN IS CONFINED IN MY PEACE OF MIND CANT FIND IT/ 

SMOKING GAS HIGH MILEAGE/ 

NIGGAS SOFT IM SOLID/ 

DOING PRESS UPS AT THE GYM BUT YOU CANT FLEX HARD BODY/ 

THANK ME LATER MOTHERFUCKER CAUSE I AINT DONE SORRY/ 

AND I NEED IT ASAP NO BARI OR CARTI/ 

GUARANTEED I WANT THE SMOKE R.I.P BOB MARLEY/ 

CAMERAMAN GON HAVE TO FOLLOW ME IT LOOK LIKE MAURY WHEN I ENTER YOUR RESIDENTIAL IN THE HOUSE LIKE COREY/ 

ITS ALL THE SAME OLD STORY AND MATTER FACT YALL BORING ME IMMA KILL IT:

EVERY TIME I DO IT THATS ANOTHER WAVE THAT I INFLUENCE THEY GO AND PURSUE IT NOW YOUR FAVORITE RAPPER IS MY STUDENT SMART ENOUGH TO RUIN EVERYTHING YOU DO IS LOOKING FOOLISH WHEN COMPARED TO ME WHICH WHY WOULD THEY I THINK ITS SO AMUSING/ 



BITCH BACK BACK WIT A ROUNDHOUSE SMOKING ON SOME SHIT THAT MAKE YOU THINK YOU WIT A LOUDMOUTH/ 

WHY I GOT THE SAUCE LIKE SAURKRAUT,

YOU NIGGAS AINT BALLIN LESS YA SNEAKERS JUST LIKE BOW WOWS/ 

ALL APART THE SYSTEM OF A DAMNED DOWN YOU GON FEEL THE BULLET FOR YOU RECOGNIZE THE DAMN SOUND/

AND I SHOOT IT LONG RANGE BROAD DAY SO IM MAKING SURE WE SEE IT PAN OUT MAN DOWN/ 



I GOT A HOBBY, 

COLLECTING BODIES,

IM SENDING THEM SHOTS AT YO SHAWTY WIT KAMI MY TOMMY GOT TIMING MY DICK LONG AS RAMEN/

SHE DO WHAT I SAY SO LIKE SIMON/ X2



Vicinity of Obscenity hook

Fukkit - Vicinity (Prod. Y$57)

Lyrics:

I KICK MY FEET UP WITH THIS RAP SHIT,

YALL NEEDA RELAX QUICK, PATHETIC TRYNNA CHANGE WHAT YOU MEANT TO SAY LIKE AN ASTERISK/ I KEEP MY PAST BEHIND ME DONT MEAN YOU WONT GET YOUR ASSKICKED AND BITCHSMACKED LIKE YOUR DAD DID YOUR MOMMA WHEN YOU WORE PAMPERS/ 

IN A FASHION YOU’D WRESTLE WITH RATIONALE BUT THE MOMENT YOU LEFT THE HOUSE WANNA DROWN HIM IN A CANAL PUT THE PISTOL UP TO HIS MOUTH SO HE’D SHUT THE FUCK UP ALOUD FOR A MOMENT,

WISH THEY HAD FUCKING DISOWNED YOU NOW BLACKING OUT FOR A MOMENT/

GOTTA RUN FROM SUSPICION/ 

KEEN SENSES FROM HYPER-VIGILANT STRETCHED INTUITION BECAME YOUR FIRST INHIBITION/ 

IN THIS MOVIE OF LIFE YOU PROBABLY COULD NEVER AUDITION, CANT USE NO COLLEGE TUITION PREDISPOSITION IS SCRIPTED/



FEELING SO WORTHLESS BUT WORTH A MENTION NOW FOR RHYMING IN A WORLD FULL OF PAID ACTORS WIT HAND ME DOWNS THAT BEND DOWN TO YOU OTHER RAP ACTORS THAT ACT AS GATEKEEPERS FOR SHIT TO RAP ABOUT WONDER WHY NIGGAS LAUGHING NOW AT MY CRAFT/

SIT IN BACK OF MY CLASS WHILE MY CHEEKS ARE GRINNING I LAUGH AND I PAY ATTENTION HOW SAD IM MAKING YOUR LIFE IN A FLASH OF MY NEWEST LINES/ 

CONSIDER HOW I FIND TIME TO MAKE SURE THAT I UNWIND WHILE DAMAGING YOUR LUNG, SPINE, AND OTHER BODILY CONFINES/ 

AS VIOLENT AS COLUMBINE WHEN I FIND THE WORDS TO COMBINE AND MY MINDS A HIGH-RISE, A SLY GUY, UNWILLING TO COMPROMISE WHILE I SKY DIVE, 

AND NOSE BLEED DOWN THE POLL OF PUBLIC OPINION THAT I CLIMB/ 





WORD UP, WORD UP/ 

LEMME TALK MY SHIT MOTHAFUCKA/



IMMA NEED 50 FEET AT LEAST IF YOU WANT SPEAK TO ME HAVE DECENCY CANT VIBRATE AT THIS FREQUENCY YALL CHEESY LIKE A PIZZA PIECE, SMALL AS SOME AMEOBA FEET I LEAVE YO FLEET DECEASED AS SOON AS THEY STEP FOOT ON THE SHORE WE COME AND JUST SWEEP THE BEACH/ 

GON NEED A CLEAN UP IN AISLE 7/

THROW IN THE TOWEL OR GET DEVOURED RIPPED AND DISMEMBERED THEN CAST INTO EMBER/ 

CLAN ON FOOT LIKE MASTER SHREDDER WE PLANNING VENDETTA FOR VICTORY TIL ITS STUCK IN YOU LIKE A SPLINTER/

EATING LEAD PAINT CHIPS (PROD. MKULTRA)

So Pretty ft. Kay P (Prod. Leshy)

lyrics:

TREAT THIS SHIT LIKE A GAME GET ON MY LEVEL/
HIGH AS FUCK WHILE YOU DOWN WE DO NOT SETTLE/ 
WATCH ME COOK UP THE BARS LIKE ITS HOT METAL/
AND IM COLD YOU COULD TELL IM A COOL FELLOW/ 
DONT FORGET WHO GO UP LIKE A PULL LEVER/ 
MAKE YA BITCH GIMME BRAIN AND SHE SO CLEVER/
AND I KNOCK WIT THE BASS WHILE YOU SO TREBLE/
EAT MY DICK YOU DISGRACE HOPE ITS ALL SETTLED/ 
IN THE CHAIN OF COMMAND AND I STILL PETTLE/ 
IM A STONE AND YOU MORE LIKE A SMALL PEBBLE/ 
AND I LOVE HOW YOU MAD LIKE A SMALL FELLOW/
AND YOU GOING OUT BAD THATS ON ALL LEVELS/ 
AND I KEEP IT 100 I COULD KEEP IT GOING AND GET IN BETWEEN LIKE A MARSHMALLOW/ 
WHEN I LEAVE ITS A DROP LIKE FALL SCHEDULE/ 
WHILE I STILL MAKE IT POP LIKE A HOT KETTLE/

WHERE THEY AT,
I COME TO ATTACK,
I GET’EM ON WAX,
ITS MURDER ON TRACKS,
KNOW-IT-ALL FACTS,
NEVER NO PASS,
SMOKING ON PACKS,
AND WE ON FAST/
GIMME THAT,
UNOPENED UP PACK,
WE FILL IT WITH RACKS,
I GET IN MY BAG,
KEEP GETTING YOU BACK,
THAT QUARTERBACK SACK,
I FEEL EM OUT STAT,
IM PEELING OUT PAST/ 


AND IM STILL WIT THAT MALLET TO BASH/
IM SO FLY I JUST MIGHT HAVE TO CRASH/
IM THE SHIT LIKE YOU WIPING YA ASS/
AND IM SMOKING ON WEED LIKE GRASS/
WE DONT TOKE ON THE WEED OUT GLASS/
STOP SIPPING THE LEAN SO FAST/ 
I DONT NEED WHAT YOU NEED SO BAD/
PED’s FOR THE RAP GAME TRASH/ 

AND IM BACK WIT A MOFUCKIN ANTHEM/
BLACK BAGGING THIS SHIT LIKE RANSOM/
AND THESE RAPPERS POP UP AT RANDOM/
THEN YOU TURN TO THE FULL BLOWN FANDOM/ 
AND YOU EAT UP THAT SHIT LIKE CANDY/
AND I PROMISE YOU NIGGAS IS CANCER/ 
WITH A GRIP ON THE COLD OF MY HANDGUN/ 
WHILE I KEEP IT ON LOCK LIKE A PASSWORD/


THOUGHT I STOPPED BUT IM NOT EVEN CLOSE,
SO YOU MIGHT AS WELL JOT DOWN NOTES,
CAUSE IM TEACHING YOU NIGGAS THE ROPES,
WHILE IM TUNING TECHNIQUE LIKE A COACH,
I WONT DIE LIKE A GOD DAMN ROACH,
IM SO DIRTY BUT SLICK LIKE SOAP,
I JUST KEEP ON MY GRIP TIGHT THROAT,
THEN YOU DIE WHEN I CLINCH MY CHOKE/ 


UH UH UH UH 
YA YA YA YA

FULL BLOWN MENACE, 
MY FLOW CHANGE UP/ 
YOURS DONT, I DONT CARE HOW YOU STAY GANGED UP/
CUT THROAT, THATS THE WAY I WAS RAISED THANK GOD,
FULL CULT, THATS THE FANBASE I GAINED ON THE GO/
IM THE GOAT/ 
YOU CANNOT UNDERSTAND WHAT I WROTE, ON GOD/ 
I DONT WANNA TALK LIKE YALL SIT FAR/
I CAME ALONE WHILE YOU STILL IN THE CAR/
SPENT TWO RACKS ON A NEW COMPUTER/
JUST TO MAKE SURE YOUR NOT ON PAR/
I SPENT THE DAY SHITFACED AT THE BAR/ 
YOU CANNOT FACE ME OR FACE GOD/
EITHER WAY, FACE ME, YOU’LL FACE ONE/
OPEN UP PHASE TWO, DONE PHASE ONE/ 
OPEN UP ONCE MORE AND JUST BE DONE/ 
I COULD JUST RIP YOU IT’D BE REAL FUN/

Fukkit - Really (Prod. BLKSMIITH)

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92.50! w/ ZOTiYAC [Prod. HOUNDS]

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