Name: W.T.C (Prod. Kill) by Geno Five
Duration: 2 min 59 s
Description: " W.T.C "(We The Crew) New Single by Jersey Native Hip Hopper, Geno Five. A song conceptually regarding loyalty, unity, and togetherness. Some have it.... Some don't.

Nice bro I see the vision keep pushing fam

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SOUL SHAME - jus hav fun vol 2 remix contest

i only had three days to make this, pls don't roast me

WARIO & WALUIGI (jus hav fun vol. 2 Remix Contest)

@oddwin jhf2 remix contest...i had to actually try

first part inspired by goat @tensaibeats

on the way (jus hav fun vol 2 remix contest) (at least top 22)

noise

prod. V3X x TXEEJJ

stream? https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/tablez/u-uh-2

yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
(some drake lyric)
wait till they find out how far i done came
way that i work, there’s no way i was losin
ain’t no damn point in me teaching my ways
show em 8 times still don’t know what they doing
stay with my niggas who helped when i blew up
i don’t need ya input, could give 22 fucks
i only fuck with white ice like i’m klu klux
i only fuck half dollars and blue bucks
hol up, don’t that mean yo ass is racist
shawty love the fit, my side bitch hate it
spreadin rumors like you got the upper hand but you played yourself congratulations
copped a brand new whip, it’s mad spacious huh
where do we go?
i think my time is up, finna close
I wish I didn’t— damn
wanna say fuck it, reveal, but that’s cheap
guess we too old to make friends, yeah it’s fucked
oh that’s your ho, damn i didn’t even peep
she’s not as fun as i thought, man i’m sleep
i’ll just stand by, love not really for me
but this one just might be the girl of my dreams
Said it before, man i need me a freak
might hit up — maybe — or —

yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
(i don’t feel like finishing the song, fuck that, i won’t be here very long)

Yeah? [Prod. V3X + TXEEJJ]

Better keep the energy tucked
My pen is a lethal weapon, I draw the stick, then it’s up
The paint is coloured in blood, the stains covered in mud
I stay craving the race, ain’t no placing no one above
The one who’s lethal with the confidence
It’s confidential, I meant all what I say
I’ve been mental and insane
Intellectual with the brain
I’ma send y’all to the grave
Cus it’s a grave mistake to put me against y’all
It’s amazing they hating the way I speak to the rest
I’ve always told em if you’re speaking, better speak it with chest
Season’s open, I see them coping and flee when I step
Seek the best, then you seek death, I’m releasing the pen
Freedom of speech, I’m speaking my bars, they sleep in the den
Leaving amends unchecked, the cheque is leaving em red
Cleaving the best when the pen unsheathes, I tear em to shreds
Clearing his debt when I stepped in and I went for the head
Send em a message, I'm messing with them
Hearing my voice, they drop it and bounce
I stem from the waves I make, my voice is drowning em out
Big stepper, I’m here to sever when I come for the crown
Gloves off when I’m in the ring, I fiend for knocking em out
My pen is a lethal weapon, huh
Please don’t shoot the messenger
Sleep without the pills, cus I’ma pop em where the head is, yuh
Speak but do not test me, nah
Shrieking when they met me, yuh
Reaping what you sow cus in your roots is where you’re buried, yuh
Pen in enticing, I make em fear when I’m rhyming
Death in my notes when I wrote it down
When I speak, then it’s frightening
When I speak, then I’m fighting cus in this beef, you’ll be dying
Stepping to me, then your life will reflect the things that I’m writing
My pen is catastrophic, my lyrics are all symbolic
I may be new gen and modern with old teachings and knowledge
Sit back and watch me demolish the scene when they see the hardest MC in this contest
I need me three hunnid, yuh

P-EZY - Oddwin Rap Contest 2024

(only cuz y’all wanted me to)

(oh shit, a ghost!)
(ayo howard!)
cryptic cynicism right on my hip
“put the zip to my lip” why don’t you stick it, bitch
leave him greyed out, he got one option
tossed him, put him to the flash, he’s forgotten
got em, now we lost him 
what it cost him? nada
shoulda told him that you my son, you not a Father
like a motion picture, you up just like a flyer
still depressed man and i’m tired

ay, fuck if i’m tired
me and my niggas, we posted outside 
professional i move, i’m tied
michael jackson like i’m smooth, i’m glidin’
disrespectful and i’m rude, wintertime
like an owl saying “who” wide-eyed
who the fuck do i look at who to confide?
me myself and i, the big three, ah
get a victory, now they wish me, go die
all the while they said 
(are you outta your head?)
got myself right outta bed
(are you outta your head?)
put the work in til’ i’m dead
(are you outta your head?)
no luck, i just invent 
(are you outta your head?)
redundant, you know the rest

niggas redundant, abundant 
as if they really mean something 
shoo all these women they buggin
right by my lonely no cuffing
unless if you talking bout fucking
otherwise, giving no fucks then
i got some demons, they haunting
charged with possession, i’m stunting, ah
i dont give a fuck, i can get a lawsuit
ima keep it tucked, i deal in absolutes
can you keep it hush, need to tell you the truth
i’m nothing quite like you 

nigga i’m better, you less than nothing, defying the physics and you are the proof

bitch i’m irregular, veteran, look at my medals, like VVS diamonds they bloom

i got the medicine, then again, i been the prophet, say hello to your doom

shit not competitive, segregate all these fuck niggas, i’m racist, i win and you lose

i win and you lose

and i’m tired (Oddwin Rap Contest 2024) (lyrics in desc)

NOTPROP - RIP MY TACO BELL (ODDWIN SONG WARS PT. 2)

closet freestyles {SONG WARS}

give it away prod. oddwin

NOTPROP - STOPWITHTHETALKIN! [AN ODDWIN SONG WARS EXCLUSIVE]

didn’t say it was a good one

prod tablez

(yo what’s good)
(it’s been a minute cuh)
what wale said?
i’m still here cuz somebody probably prayed for me
when are they gonna be done?

kept telling tablez i ain’t wanna do this
plus i been hate music, this shit isn’t fun
kept seeing you talk jhi crazy about me plus you chose to listen to shit that i sung
truly i don’t think i asked all that much
something didn’t compute? guess it must be a bug
chilling here tryna put everything i have inside of my cup and it still aint working 
working, writing this knowin it ain’t worth it
thought i muscled thru all them stages
turns out after years i been still on the first shit
rather sent over a text, everyone told me it ain’t worth the stress
did it anyway but it went nowhere
ain’t tryna get you in trouble on purpose
what time’ll work best? well… don’t worry bout it now

just saying i hope you’re doing well but, hard to do that while
especially when i have your shit muted and i ain’t been asking folks around
then i have all these ideas for sounds and you swear you know what they all about 
told you bout how many times now?
you got a case for “head” and “4” but that was well after you wilded out
dawg what did you think i was hiding?
i’m trying not to scare you
don’t wanna talk bout me when you’re around
i remember once i made you cry

said our goodbyes, end with one last kiss
well there’s that one day we’d rather forget
really not tryna make that day about me, 
left for work then you had said something like this
“wanna get better but we should stay besties
once i get right you gon’ know when i’m ready
not sure how long that’ll take
but i’ll try my best, until then please respect me and my space”
at that point, what else can i say
i need work too, i’ll do the same
i can’t wait to hear your updates, but then i see it, niggas streaming, found new love in a couple days
i tell people we just didn’t work out, they say “must not loved her anyway” 
woah hold on

sure we weren’t a thing for long
sure i was glad to have a friend
well now i’m not so sure, think i’m more than sure that there is some love involved
clearly i ain’t learn nothing
(i was doing good but something came up)
that’s not why i’m behind this shure, you ain’t gotta tell me i been dropped the ball
i deserved to lose
never gave a gift that bloomed once
never called. creeped you out. killed the mood
now i’m taking chip damage when i watch the moon
sorry but is that quote earlier still true?
i’m still here cuz i’m… why?

swear you was keeping it real with me
but that’s not what my homie said 
but that’s not what your homie said
not what both of our homies said
i thought you hated him, what made you change your mind
had a hand that you wanna extend?
was there a plan that you wanna attempt?
or just hold on to a friend of a friend?
aint even peep until —- went and said sumn
i ain’t had no clue
had a whole different name, shit embarrassing too
so i read back, what an interesting dude
same guy messaged me once before, declared me a foe
fasho… it kinda confused me
how could you go so low just mocking my pain
if you happier, fuck it i won’t say a thing
shit ain’t cool

but it was a lil funny
started saying too much
i heard all that i needed, go head get your money
ok that’s what’s up (you go girl)
shoulda left it at the first message
when you said her family hates my guts
hurry, tell me “—— don’t remember you”
that’s enough to really fuck me up
but it barely matters what you said to me 
it just kills me that yall tryna fuss
then again knowing you, i can see where he’s coming from
i’m still here cuz i’m…

lemme not make this bout dude… or that other guy
i was asking what what happened, you said “it was nothing, it’s cool”…that’s another lie
cuz some birdies told me that you said it was all my fault and i ain’t love you right
did you troll me back then or now?
you might not wanna hurt me of course…
then why you make me sound so bad?
ain’t want ya boy to go through the works… 
mailman maybe got a lil mad
i know one ain’t fuck with you no more… 
that source ain’t all i had
now i’m not blocked, man what was the point…
i don’t get it, imma crash

i heard music saves lives and makes peace
but to me it’s been on a killstreak
(i can’t finish this)
you’re still here cuz i’m…
i don’t care what they see in me
i wish i could tell her that i hope she’s happy
is she happy?
happy?

here’s your song, i hope you’re happy (hi V)

" W.T.C "(We The Crew) New Single by Jersey Native Hip Hopper, Geno Five. A song conceptually regarding loyalty, unity, and togetherness. Some have it.... Some don't.

W.T.C (Prod. Kill)

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Geno Five is a Hip Hop artist who is known for his ability to display top quality lyricism and at the same time make it sonically pleasant with a message. He's just a very distinctive artist with a good sound and is very versatile when it comes down to making music. 

W.T.C (Prod. Kill)

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