HUMAN SACRIFICE (PROD. BRUHMANEGOD)

TAKE YOU TO HELL (FEAT. BLXDESMITH) (PROD. BUCKX2)

lyrics: 

well lemme start this shit off sayin shoutout 870 
n i ate this motherfucker like i went zero to hero 
cuz im known to bring the heat but i ain no robert deniro 
im jus fly like im a fearow 
keep a blade installing fear in em 

i know its not good, but it feel so right uh 
it’s love n hate when it come to the spite uh 
i feel like im sadd, i dont pump when i say shit 
know my fuckin name, it’s the motherfucking blxdesmith 

make up any sword i want to cut thru anybody 
what the fuck you doin bitch i thought you cared about me  
but you didn’t, so it’s to the curb, you getting kicked 
don’t fuck w the kid unless you wanna get yo ego ripped 

in love w my cutta
yo page in the gutta 
as long as i got my blade w me now im finna crush em
im smaller but im tougher 
you sleep on me then you fucked up 
pay me for a feat n if you can’t bitch then shut the fuck up

everybody tell me it’s okay but i ain good so what the fuck 
only thing makin me happy counting bucks up 
you ain know what good pussy like, get yo lust up 
i don’t need no collective you can take yo clout n suck my dick 
shoutout to disturbed cuz i would never switch up on my bitch 

eugh 

i pick my girl up from hell 
pretty demon sit on upon my lap n tell me how she fell
deep in love w blx cuz she know that im real 
she get blinded for a sec i help her see thru the veil ah 

aye bitch 
i don’t want to cut it up 
shoutout to my love, give a fuck, if you feel dumb 
blx up, feel the change, when i’m in the cut 
it’s the cold cutta here to let you fuckers know wassup

ZERO TO HERO (PROD. NXTTY x REQUIEM CULT)

LYRICS:

MONGO:
CHECK, CHECK, CHECK, YOU KNOW WHAT THE FUCK IT IS!
MONGO IN YO MUTHAFUCKIN HOE
77.7 HAND OF GOD FM COMIN’ AT YA WITH A SPECIAL REQUEST
WHAT’S THAT MONGO?
NOW I SEE A LOT OF PUSSY MUTHAFUCKAS IN THE HOOD SLEEPIN’ ON THE HAND
AW NAW!
WHEREVER YOU AT, PICK YO MUTHAFUCKIN’ FEET UP OFF THE GROUND, BITCH!
OKAY!
THIS GODHAND VOLUME 2!

GONDA:
BITCH GET UP!
TALKIN’ SHIT, SUPER SOAKER, YOU GET WET UP
POKER FACE, NO EXPRESSION, I WON’T LET UP
YOU LIKE A CHESS SET, BITCH, YOU CAN GET SET UP
HIT YOU WITH A LEFT RIGHT LEFT, CHIN CHECK
LEAVE YO EYE THE SAME COLOR AS SOME WINDEX
I’M IMPATIENT, WAITIN’ MAKE ME FED UP
YOU MADE A FOOL OF YOURSELF, BITCH, GET UP!

I’M A CERTIFIED FUCK YO BITCH SPECIALIST
LEAVE HER SATISFIED, YOU KNOW THAT GONDA ALWAYS EXCELLENT
RAPPERS ARE MY SONS, TO MY CUM THAT’S A TESTAMENT
GOT A MILLION KIDS, THAT’S A CONSERVATIVE ESTIMATE
UH, I’M SMOKIN’ ON THAT SHIT THAT MAKE YOU IMMOLATE
I TOOK TOO MUCH SHROOMS, SO NOW MY EYEBALLS LOOK LIKE DINNER PLATES
UH, WE DOIN’ 107 ON THE INTERSTATE
SLEEPIN’ ON ME, FAKE, I KNOW THAT ALL THE REAL ONES BEEN AWAKE
UH

MONGO:
I’M A BONAFIDE BITCH GETTER
M-O-N-G-O CUM CORRECT, FUCK YO BITCH BETTER
BABY GLOCK TURN A SUCKA YOUNG, HE A BED WETTER
FUCK HER THROAT UP, LIL MONGO HAD TO GET MY HEAD MEASURED
BITCH, STICK YO TONGUE OUT OR WHAT YOU HERE FOR?
OOWEE, WHIP MY GUN OUT, WHAT IT HIT FOR?
30 BANDS AND IT’S ALL CHAINS, LIL BRODIE, TRUST ME
GET IT UP, STICKS IN THIS HOE, WE PACKIN’ LUNCH MEAT LIL BITCH

GONDA & MONGO:
BITCH GET UP! 
TALKIN’ SHIT, SUPER SOAKER, YOU GET WET UP (YOU GET BLITZED)
POKER FACE, NO EXPRESSION, I WON’T LET UP (I WON’T LET UP)
YOU LIKE A CHESS SET, BITCH, YOU CAN GET SET UP (YOU CAN GET SET UP)
HIT YOU WITH A LEFT RIGHT LEFT, CHIN CHECK (PUT YOU DOWN, HOE)
LEAVE YO EYE THE SAME COLOR AS SOME WINDEX 
I’M IMPATIENT, WAITIN’ MAKE ME FED UP (I’M LOSIN’ PATIENCE)
YOU MADE A FOOL OF YOURSELF, BITCH, GET UP!

GET UP! (PROD. GORT)

prod.cmb (cworld)

lyrics:
I would give you the world 
give it time cause it’s coming and I know that 
I wont ever think of running 
Imma show that 
I will always think of something 
if it gets bad 
I will find another way for you 
I would give you the world 

I just needed time 
Hope you stay 
Always knew that I would make it worth the wait you’ll be fine 
never thought about the time that it would take 
but I put inside my mind that I was great 
so I won’t ever go back 
Back to being like you 
not making no moves 
I refuse to ever go lose 
No not again 
An I can tell you ain’t a friend 
Imma tell you once again 
That you get out of the devils den and focus 

I won’t let it bother me 
It’s just how it’s supposed to be 
everyone is gonna see
when I really go to find myself get back on my 2 feet 

Promise 
That I got this 
I will not miss 
Only aim for greatness 
Promise 
That I got this 
I will not miss 
Only aim for greatness 

I would give you the world 
give it time cause it’s coming and I know that 
I wont ever think of running 
Imma show that 
I will always think of something 
if it gets bad 
I will find another way for you 
I would give you the world 

I don’t think it’s fair now for you
(I don’t think its fair not ever for you)
Wish there was more I could do 

You don’t know the things that I’ve been through no
(No idea)
You don’t know the things that I’ve been through no
(No idea)

I’d give you the world 
Hope you stay 
knew you wouldn’t but I asked you anyway 
worth a try 
in the end there’s no avoiding all the change 
wonder why 
really there was not a person I could blame 
but myself 
Cry for help 
I got nothing else to sell 
there was nothing I could say 
Unless starting with oh well 
I know 
Okay 
Still I try to go and save 
all the moments of the days 
When i thought that you would always stay so foolish 

I would give you the world 
give it time cause it’s coming and I know that 
I wont ever think of running 
Imma show that 
I will always think of something 
if it gets bad 
I will find another way for you 
I would give you the world

i would give you the world

THUG IT OUT (PROD. FONY WALLACE + JACKZORANA + KROSE)

GODHANDUSA - SALVATION (CUBIE FLIP)

SUPER SKEET [PROD. NXTTY]

COMING TO SOUNDCLOUD LATE PER USUAL

LYRICS:

4 walls kept me sick, kick that cell out bitch
im gon pop myself like fucking buddy did
autopsy found whiskey in my fucking spit
pray this bullet kill me, god forbid
x2

black on black won’t notice me
30 rack gon kick me in my brain and fucking cope wit me
you heard something pop to hotel books, you gon’ know it’s me
ask me if i mean that shit i rap, i said hopefully i-

god im back to pain, i spent so long getting better, just to blow it out my brain
god wont let me change, im a fucking wreck, cancer in my body’s at my fucking neck

4 walls kept me sick, kick that cell out bitch
im gon pop myself like fucking buddy did
autopsy found whiskey in my fucking spit
pray this bullet kill me, god forbid
x2

god forbid i wake up
keep that two cents like a pay cut
crack my head back wit my plague on bitch
push that fucking stake up
hold that grudge like i can’t make up
i taste death inside this vapor

hope them paramedics can’t find me
fuck the life im given fuck fighting
spent ‘bout twenty five years dying

lace a fucking bag and i could buy it
i dont want that shit if i’ll survive it


BUDDY [PROD. SKOTSKR]

LYRICS:

GONDA:
MY PAPA SAID “STAND TALL, CARRY THE WEIGHT”
“PEOPLE ALWAYS GONNA HAVE SOMETHIN’ TO SAY”
“AND PEOPLE NEVER LIKE IT WHEN YOU WINNIN’
KEEP IN MIND, THERE’S A FINE LINE BETWEEN LOVE AND HATE”
MY MOMMA SAID “SON, YOU CAN MAKE YOUR FATE”
“YOU CAN GET WHAT YOU WANT OR SIT AND WAIT”
“AND PEOPLE NEVER LIKE IT WHEN YOU WINNIN’
KEEP IN MIND, THERE’S A FINE LINE BETWEEN LOVE AND HATE”

PEOPLE ALWAYS GOT SOMETHIN’ TO SAY
WHEN YOU DOIN’ SOMETHIN’ YOU BELIEVE IN EVERY DAY
THEY HATE TO SEE YOU EDUCATED, OPINIONATED, AND HELLA FADED
THEY JEALOUS AND FULL OF HATRED, THEY WANT YOU TO EMBRACE IT
CAN’T LET ‘EM PUT ME DOWN, MY SKIN IS BROWN
THEY LOOK AT ME LIKE I DO NOT BELONG IN THIS TOWN
THEY MAD THAT MY JOB IS MAKIN’ SOUND
I CAN TELL THAT YOU’D BE HAPPIER IF I WAS 6 FEET UNDERGROUND
THE WORLD IS DESIGNED TO MAKE YOU WASTE TIME
TO MAKE YOU ACT A FOOL, TALK RUDE, DO CRIME
TO SPEND YO MONEY PROVIN’ THAT YOU GOT IT IN THE FIRST PLACE
WORRIED ‘BOUT THE BRAND THAT YO SHOES AND YO SHIRT SAY
I WEAR MY HAND-ME-DOWNS WITH PRIDE
AND I WON’T LET NO HATER COME AND INFILTRATE MY MIND
I WORSHIP THE HAND AND I SEE WITH MY EYE
PEOPLE ALWAYS GOT SOMETHIN’ TO SAY TILL THE DAY THAT YOU DIE

MY PAPA SAID “STAND TALL, CARRY THE WEIGHT”
“PEOPLE ALWAYS GONNA HAVE SOMETHIN’ TO SAY”
“AND PEOPLE NEVER LIKE IT WHEN YOU WINNIN’
KEEP IN MIND, THERE’S A FINE LINE BETWEEN LOVE AND HATE”
MY MOMMA SAID “SON, YOU CAN MAKE YOUR FATE”
“YOU CAN GET WHAT YOU WANT OR SIT AND WAIT”
“AND PEOPLE NEVER LIKE IT WHEN YOU WINNIN’
KEEP IN MIND, THERE’S A FINE LINE BETWEEN LOVE AND HATE”

MONGO:
PEOPLE ALWAYS GOT SOME SHIT TO SAY
THERE’S A WIDE LINE BETWEEN SAYIN’ AND DOIN’
BITCH MY NAME IS MONGO, I BE MAKIN’ AND MOVIN’
TOUCH IT AND YOU BREAK IT, BITCH I TAKE IT, IMPROVE IT
I’M CREATIN’ SO THEY WANT ME ON MY KNEES, BITCH PLEASE
GOT MY OWN SHIT, YOU ALL BEEN DECEIVED
INTO BUYIN’ POISON DISGUISED AS YA NEEDS
OPEN YA EYES HOE, CUZ YOU’VE BECOME A SLAVE AND A FIEND
WALKIN’ A TIGHTROPE
TO YOUR DEMISE, NO SURPRISE
YOU THE TYPE TO LET YA MOMMA CRY ALL NIGHT
FACE DOWN, IGNORIN’ ALL THE SIGNS
HANGIN’ BY A THREAD WITH SOME NICKELS ON YA EYES
MY PAPA SAID “STAND TALL, DON’T DROP THE BALL”
EVERYONE RELY ON ME TO BE STRONG
NOT THE TYPE TO JUST BE GOIN’ ALONG
BITCH I’D RATHER SING A DIFFERENT SONG, WORD

GONDA:
MY PAPA SAID “STAND TALL, CARRY THE WEIGHT”
“PEOPLE ALWAYS GONNA HAVE SOMETHIN’ TO SAY”
“AND PEOPLE NEVER LIKE IT WHEN YOU WINNIN’
KEEP IN MIND, THERE’S A FINE LINE BETWEEN LOVE AND HATE”
MY MOMMA SAID “SON, YOU CAN MAKE YOUR FATE”
“YOU CAN GET WHAT YOU WANT OR SIT AND WAIT”
“AND PEOPLE NEVER LIKE IT WHEN YOU WINNIN’
KEEP IN MIND, THERE’S A FINE LINE BETWEEN LOVE AND HATE”

THERE'S A FINE LINE (PROD. FONY WALLACE + DANIEL)

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