URBAN LEDGE-ENDZ- "Devil's Tango" (DESTRO & KAMEEL MAGNETIC) [Produced by WEAPONLORD]

Who I Am (prod. DisMissedFit)

you know what day it is 
you know what time it is

On The Spectrum (prod. DisMissedFit)

Cook it up- cook it up gourmet,
Buffalo colder than a sorbet.
Yeah u get it how U get it- that’s your way.
3rds my eye- we might get it on the fourth play 

Warmin up… call it foreplay, 
Saturday Sunday Monday we need more days…
Family the mafia, might stampede-
So don’t be in the doorway.


From cali to Norway, I bet they heard about Allentown
Check out my Diggs, either way you get the runaround.
High awareness, I call it the power inside.
Lift like Hoyer, hit like poyer, they see us I think they Micah Hyde.
Talkin bout sight, they want Tredavious White
But they so worried bout Lawson, didn’t see edmunds, they took the bite.
Their scheme is Lucy, worried bout Von, I call it Ricky Ricardo.
 buffalo Dons yellin “honey I’m home!” Welcome to buffalo, come meet Milano.
Got Tommy’s like Doyle, knockin like Knox, but lockup like Leslie Frazier
He’s my psychologist- leave em contortionist, then we see Darien- ties n blazers
We might just snipe with lasers, I’m talkin 80 yard bombs
Leave ‘em discheveled we grind em to pebbles n then we might blitz- yo send in Elam.
Maybe it’s elam, u did not see him til he was taking the ball,
Straight to the house now ur hatin them all,
Buffalo people might shake down the walls.
Makin em crawl, cowards, run em down howard, come witness power, 
Give it to crowder, go hit the showers, pushing up flowers call in the bus before they get devoured.

Cook It (2022 Buffalo Bills Hype Preseason final week)

Doc Lyrics:

before i write- i might go deeply into a trance,
i see ghosts, but i barely even tell even my friends,
ufo's now they callin them phenomenons
every person has the same view- but still some see it wrong.
i like beers, yeah i might just drink a couple those
love the cities on the coast but home is buffalo
far from mexico yet still crippled by packs of snow.
history was made, but my city has an afterglow


i feel fantastic bro, even when they gettin irrational,
i'd rather stretch it than flex it- i stay elastic tho
i'd rather get and protect it flip it gymnastic bro.
most are political- i'd rather be the last to go
yet every day i see the threat i just attack it slow
first in, last out, thats what the masters told.
i got respect for every man but when it gets nutty don't touch me buddy
i'm happy to crack your pistacio.
it's bad to gloat, yet everybody gettin tiktok snapchat-
this thot, that thot, mix matched- smash that- flash crap, 
the problems way past rap.
gold n diamonds where traps at- how you gonna match that?
im askin- look at the map this is where it gets snatched at.
rich n the poor and the middle are lookin at gaps that-
can't track back- this is the problem with growin attached to the cash app- 
been this way since way before we had rap.

City has an Afterglow ft. General Spade

Fresh dressed to impress 
Hand sewn threads 
Like my mhical n elss 
King in the kingdom 
N he come to collect
Tax season show some respect 
Or die by the sword off with his head

No sweat off my back 
I Move with finesse 
A handsome individual 
Who comes correct 
Demanding yo attention
With every step 
Cultivating conversations 
Bout how you blessed 

If you plotting on my downfall 
Don’t hold your breath 
Matter a fact I’ll the last one
Collapse your chest 
Gracefully dipping out the stratosphere 
When he step in a room it raise the atmosphere 
Where’s my robe bitch who paid the tab in here 

Heaven only knows where we go from here
Ear to ear I’m straight cheesing 
Just know when I’m gone I’m always fighting demons 

Fresh coat of a paint n a new blank canvass
Fresh to death smoking something Spanish 
Mama always told me better mind ya manners 
N I was always acting like I had some answers 

Fresh coat of a paint n a new blank canvass
Fresh to death smoking something Spanish 
Mama always told me better mind ya manners 
N I was always acting like I had some answers 


Never had none tho it’s cut throat 
Keeping it a buck dope 
Back road cruising rolling blunts on the dashboard moving 
Weight cloak the dope when I ship it
Heaven sakes bout to master this thin ice skate Apollo 8 I’m going off to space 
You might never see this face again 
Life at steak my friend 
Hope I made ammends 
N if I didn’t one second I’ll just correct my pen 

Open ended questions go directions unplanned for
They putting up a pay wall hoping we play more 
music all I came for same story 
Heard it many times well you could’ve fooled me
I guess different ghosts for different folks 
I know people snorting all they problems up their nose 
I know people filling up a needle up with stress
Collapse a few veins but they still inject 

Fresh coat of a paint n a new blank canvass
Fresh to death smoking something Spanish 
Mama always told me better mind ya manners 
N I was always acting like I had some answers 

Fresh coat of a paint n a new blank canvass
Fresh to death smoking something Spanish 
Mama always told me better mind ya manners 
N I was always acting like I had some answers

Fresh Coat ft. KingO (prod. DMF x KingO)

Ask Jeeves ft. G Skinny

General Spade returns and this time gets the homies Darklight to smash the beat and @dismissedfit to hop on the track and incite some damage on these wack emcees out here! Covert progress is on the rise. Get with the movement. 

Lyrics 

General Spade Verse: 
Gimmie my nunchakus, I'm ripping Young bucks, 
I spit at these dumb fucks, couldn't get it with dump trucks,
Bring a trio that’ll be 3 foes that get lumped up. 
Fuck a 3 2 cause I don’t really give a one fuck,
Rap cats feminine unintelligent dumb sluts, 
The way you get pumped up's like diesel meatheads with shrunk nuts, 
I'm come ruff, I'm from the place where Jake get bum rushed, 
I stay live from the gray skies there's only one buff,
Like son what? I'm uncut with this mastery, 
I spaz with the craft, get lashed with the staff haphazardly,
Causing rap tragedies, 
I'm from the era of when cats rapped packing a Mac in the back of ac rapidly,
This mad easy yo I'm fuck with ya'll damn, 
This shit is damn hard like I'm ducking the saw man, 
But trust this all planned, it's Spade and Dissmissedfit, 
We hit the page and just rip shit, what I have to say in specific is: 

Hook:
They thought we were sleeping we here the whole time, 
Thought we were leaving but we're speaking dope rhymes, 
We penetrate this lame game with our bold minds, 
If we can just maintain we gotta a gold mine!

Dismissedfit verse: 
Well if you gunna step to this best alert the next a kin
and question what’s your life really worth?
enjoy the last breathes cause by the end of this verse
underground for you is burried six feet deep in the dirt
two man army it’s misfit and the General
knocking out emcees, line em up in alphabetical
future reality for anyone assuming I’m speaking hypotheticals
you ain’t want this beef or get turned into a vegitable
I produce nonconventional conceptuals
so turn me up another fucking decibel, 
a walking nightmare giving em night terrors 
it get’s worse cause we fight fair 
it’s as if they don’t like air, the way we got em choking
plans in motion flowing potent 
I’m the omen, no tip toeing around the facts
sharpened up my battle axe, and spit crack
for the masses, flip their life upside down 
like a bad batch of acid, no artificial flavors added
arsonistic dragon verbal attacking the track
beats stack and I’m toe tagging em
help you find God quicker than the Vatican!

Hook:
They thought we were sleeping we here the whole time, 
Thought we were leaving but we're speaking dope rhymes, 
We penetrate this lame game with our bold minds, 
If we can just maintain we gotta a gold mine!


General Spade Ft DisMissedFit - Goldmine (Prod. by D Λ R K L I G H T ダーク光)

The climb

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