Whiskey City Chronicles

OGPICASSO & Dkoolpharaoh: ENTER THE MATRIX

lyrics - 


double the smoke double the shit u gotta do 
assuming the world is bent on destroying what u desire 
ain’t leaving my house to all u suckers without my tool 
 hunnid on my dash I swear this beat a fucking phonk flex I crush
blunt fades to dust
ain’t nobody gonna be prayin when you 6 feet under they call me jeepers creepers stealing hearts replace w another
glad as long as citys know he’s a bad motherfucka

face me never facing chase the taste of almost tasting death 
basic all these bitches faces basic almost make mad 
chasing have these bitches chasing name is on their fucking back
from New York to California u talking get u smacked put my head deep in Minnesota don’t need to know where I stack


passenger side of the srt we’ll see if you listen then
Black on black n that shit leather don’t be afraid of what comes next 
I’m still stacking bodies under your city like it’s the catacombs 
drifting on the south southside n we crushing bones
lit and we bust all clips like u supposed to do 
dodging snitches never gave a fuck about em on this side of riches

skinny boy 
skinny boy 
schema with a leatherface never making noise 
blade to your face on any day they say I’ll never do it test me make u levitate w the force im like Vader u can’t mask my anguish with the wars

I grab a nine n decide when u go
I put my feet up on the couch then I smoke
it’s not a si fi vibe it’s a ghost 
Gather the weather in this pack then she choke

2X SMOKE

AS I TAKE A LOOK AROUND I SEE NOT MUCH HAS CHANGED, EXCEPT THE FACES ON THE PEOPLE I LOVE AND THE WAY MY LIFE WAS REARRANGED.
CHILLING LIVING DAY BY DAY, ITS SO DAMN HARD TO ESCAPE THE PAIN, GOT EVIL THOUGHTS CONTROLLING MY BRAIN, AT THE SAME DAMN TIME IM TRYIN TO STAY SANE.
WHAT THE FUCK IM DOING IN A PLACE LIKE THIS, EVERY TIME I TURN A CORNER GOTTA CLENCH MY FIST.
YEAH IM PUTTING UP A FIGHT IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT OR IN THE DAY WHETHER YOU GOT A GUN OR A BLADE.
BITCH YOU GET PLAYED, BY AN EVIL PLAYA NAMED KRAZED.
WHEN IM FUCKED UP, I GET REALLY ANGRY AND I RAGE.
SO STEP THE FUCK BACK AND DO NOT GET INTO MY WAY.
BECAUSE IM CRUISING DOWN THE INTERSTATE PUSHING AT LEAST BOUT 105.
WOKE UP TO ANOTHER DAY MAN IM GLAD TO BE ALIVE.
THIS THE DICE I ROLL, THE CHOICES I MAKE, I NEVER REPEAT ANY OLD MISTAKES.
IM PULLING MY WEIGHT AND PUT FOOD ON MY PLATE AND THERE'S PEOPLE STILL TRYING TO SAY I AIN'T GREAT.
IGNORE ALL THE HATE AND I STICK TO MY MISSION, IM TRYING TO SEE WHAT I SAW IN MY VISION.
THE WORLDS GONNA END AND YOU STILL HAVEN'T LISTENED.
WAKE THE FUCK UP WHY DON'T YOU PAY ATTENTION?
GO GET YOU A PEN AND A PAPER AND WRITE DOWN EVERY FACT IN THIS SONG.
AT THE END OF THE PAPER, YOU'LL NOW HAVE A PAPER THAT'S 34 SENTENCES LONG.

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Whiskey City Diplomat (feat. Romay) (Prod. Romay)

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SICK

Weihnachten in 24 Bars

MUSIC VIDEO HERE 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Y1f70g-jAU


Produced By Kaelin Martin

4URGF 

MATRIX (music video in description)

GIZMO - FACE MASK PROD. MUTANT JOE

what the fuck else do i have to say pay attention 

im home.

LYRICS 

HA YOUS A BITCH IF I DIDNT GO MENTION 
I AIM DOWN MY SIGHT AND IT ENTERS YOUR HEAD AND YOU SPILL ON THE FLOOR 
AND YOU SLIDE OFF THE PAVEMENT BITCH 
DIG UP THE CONCRETE FOR BETTER OR WORSE 
GET HIM A HEARSE 
SEE ALL THE SHOTS THAT YOU LAY IN YO VERSE
IM FROM THE GUTTER YOU FROM THE BURBS
I LET MY TECH SQUIRT 
NET WORTH 
CLIMBING 
YOU TWEETING ON NETWORKS 
ILL BE THE ONE TO REMOVE ALL THAT CLOUT 
THAT YOU GOT FOR NO REASON YOU LIVE IN A DROUGHT 
HOW YOUR SCHOOL TEACHER MOMMA FEEL BOUT YOUR DRUGS 
 ADDICTIONS YOUR LOVE OR THE LACK THERE OF 
WORKING OUT SLUMS IS MY ONLY INTENTION 
IF YOU GOT AN ISSUE THEN ILL BEAT DEPRESSION 
RIGHT OUT YOUR SKULL AND YOUR HEAD MEET MY WESSON 

YOU WANT A LIL SUM THAT I GOT QUIT FRONTING 
YOU AND YOUR SET CONTINUALLY BLUFFING 
YOU SAY YOU GOT STRAPS BET YOU WONT PULL EM 
PULL UP PULL OFF NOW PLEASE DONT START 
XANNIE TAKE PAIN AWAY 
PERKIE TAKE DAY AWAY 
YOU ARE A SLAVE OKAY 
I NEED MY PAY OKAY 
BITCH IS YOUR BRAIN OKAY
BET YOU REGRET EVER SPEAKING ON ME 

EXTORT THE DEALERSHIP 
BRING UP MY PAST AND SHIT 
YOU ARE THE ONLY ONE 
I WANNA RUN UP ON 
GO ASK YOUR HOMIE BRO 
YALL ARE SOME PUSSIES THOUGH 
PULL UP WIT DRACOS IM BENDING YOUR BULLETS HOE 
I WANT THAT STATIC NO TV REAR VIEW 
LEMME GET NEAR YOU 
YOU GOT MY ADDY LIKE
IM JUST A FLIGHT AWAY
ILL TAKE YOUR LIGHT AWAY 
ILL TAKE THE RIGHT AWAY 
HOPE LIKE DARK CAUSE THATS ALL YOULL SEE 
GRINDING MY TEETH 
TEKKEN IS BACK AND IM ITCHING TO KILL 
HOW MANY BODIES WILL I HAVE TO FLIP (x4) 

GOT OFF MY PROFIT 
I HATE ALL THE TALKING 
THEY TALKING LIKE BITCHES 
I GET TO MY WALKING 
I SIP UP MY WOK AND THEN 
SLIP TO MY COFFIN 
YOU WANTED A CHANGE BUT INSTEAD I GOT PULSE 
YOU WANT ME DEAD 
BUT IF I DIED TODAY WOULDNT CHANGE UP THAT SHIT IN YOUR HEAD 
YOU JUST A THOUGHT 
I AM THE GOD
CYCLE PERSIST (x2) 
(x2)

GOD TALK [PROD. Y$57]

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