If u got sum anna bitch, nigga we can handle dis, If u got sum anna bitch, nigga we can handle dis, If u got sum anna bitch, nigga we can handle dis, talkin' all dat shi' but u dunno' who u fw

Dj Sir Swift - Don't Test Me

FREESTYLE FOR MY AFFILIATIONZ 
PROD BY ME

BACK FOR WHAT (FREESTYLE)

creepin up under the radar you cant see me like the predator
ninamili really flip yo shit up like a cellular phone from the double 0's
hoes know i go to war
beat this coward down to the bloodiest pulp non fiction no remorse 
buck ya like a rivet into sheet metal
three inches of blood at yo feet aint no speed metal 
weed is got me buck dont fuck w the green devil
keep the glock up under yo pillow shit gon help u slep better
need never speak thy name less u wanna summon the son of sam
wilin out w violence transcending the silence of the lambs
devils helter skelter steppin underneath the moonlit sky
swisher smoke im chokin go and blow my high you will die
crucified 
doin dirt for lucifer is a lucrative maneuver 
sooner than u can say yo grace remove yo face like a tumor
its the butcher in the back of the house 
hoes wanna play that cat and mouse 
monoround sounds make em lay it on down
T to the I to the D deathbound
fuck around gettcha dome blown inna jiffy 
wont hesitate to separate yo cap w the ninamili
city wide crime spree gotta check it in 
demons in the corners of my mind cuz i let em in
(lay down your soul)
can i break me a deal?
(make em non believers fall 
to me below) lemme grab my steel
(not the steel, use the blade)
mane you speakin my damn language (butchery a bloodsport) And now my soul (belongs with satan)
paranoid i scare my hoe she cant handle seein my ass possessed 
black magic got me payin allegiece to the baphomet
kick it wicked and batshit more ravenous than a anorexic
fried off formaldehyde psychosis up in my mannerisms
armageddon cataclysms
(deep down in the ninth circle)
ring yo neck constrict my fingers 
(squeeze until you turnin purple)
aint no angel on my shoulder cuz i reserved the spot for the devil
ketel one and one + one keep me crunker than heavy metal
get away with murda in the first degree thats hell to pay
187 fudda the 666 in the damn 2k2tray

devil on my shoulder
devil on my shoulder
devil on my shoulder 
tellin me the world around me only gets colder
devil on my shoulder
devil on my shoulder
the lower the level the helter the skelter

DEXGOD & ODDISY - DEVIL ON MY SHOULDER PT. 2 (2023)

Trick Dosha - Curbstomp

PatchworkAngels - 2̶4̶t̶h̶ .// Armorrking

This isn’t a track. This is a cosmic tap — from the claw of Poerake’s oldest owl, the Brother of All Vision, who visited the Poet in the sacred hour of sleep. Not to disturb—but to align.

The claw touched not the skin, but the spirit.
“See clearly… while you still are.”

This whisper was the first ring of the 10 Orbs of the Gods, echoing from the Meeting Poem—the one where all dimensions of the Poet collapse into truth. It was a send-off… and a return.
A parallel universe split open in that moment.

In it, the Poet walks with Othello.
Not just beside—but through.
They speak not with mouths—but with feeling.
The Poet finally allows Othello to be felt…
to be heard…
in dreamlight, where language is too loud, and energy becomes the only voice.

From this union, something rare happened:
The Poet shook Celestial Drizzy’s hand six times—each grip breaking time’s spine.
In the dream, it was formal.
In waking life, his hand tingled.
Real shook real.

When he woke, the flow was already pouring.
Not written—summoned.
20 poems in 3 hours, no ink wasted.
That’s not a pen—it’s a blade.
That’s not a desk—it’s a launch pad.

And still… Episode 3 belongs to the Ice Man — Bobby, where chill becomes clarity, and silence becomes sound.
But etched at the heart of the portal, always:
4646 — not cold, but flame.
The Torch Realm is speaking.
And when Torch is spoken, it’s 1046 awakening.
Othello is shifting into what he’s never seen—
into what he’s now learning to control:
the energy that once tried to burn him…
now bending to let him breathe it.

This is a comeback cipher for Twinski —
Not a return from absence,
but a return from coded exile.

You are being spoken to.
But not in words.
In flow.
In frequency.
In the claw-tap of memory.

— 10 Orbs. 6 Shakes. 20 Poems. Unlock the Mirror.

EPISODE 3

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PLAYA CLASSICS 111

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Da Menace - Fulla Izm (prod. Dragg)

so i'm guessing this song was taken off soundcloud for whatever reason so i'm deciding to reupload it myself. <3

X-RATED PLAYAS - BITCHES LOOKIN AT ME (FT. MC HOLOCAUST)

THANKS TO EVERYONE STILL ROCKIN WIT ME . THANKS TO MY PRODUCERS . THANKS TO MY CHICK . LOVE YALL FOREVER . 
2021 IS OUR YEAR . PIMPS UP , HOS DOWN . 
PIMP A BITCH PRODUCTIONS 
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