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OFF IT FT. AISLE 9 [prod gort]

BUNK-19

saphye on that boy no doubt
staying on me like the money drip honey on it
cant work if u aint gettin nutty on it
tip toe to the door get dummy on it

new keys when i flow gotta study on it
bitch im too sick make a tummy vomit
behind too thick and im cummin on it
her spine my dick is a drug im on it

good cake is frosted
cant lie my weakness hot tits
them eyes that speak and soft lips

baby i be feelin i dont have a purpose 
lazy eye be ceiling so i do deserve it
too deep almost crash so i do the swervin
when it comes to good lovin girl i do the servin

light
color
soft
within u i feel open
get fucked up until im numb
tell u what i really want
i fuck u we'll turn into one
girl for me theres nowhere to run

girl its what u do to me
cant be rude to me
she
getting nude for me
like my movie freak
fuck like righteousness
ur good babeh
would u ever get wired
yea i would babeh

let that shit go what a damn same
when u waste ur time 
playing damn games

fast cars spending large
everybody want it but cant get that far
really did i ever tell u we are all stars

WHAT I REALLY WANT

HUMAN SACRIFICE (PROD. BRUHMANEGOD)

HAND OF GOD

LYRICS:

GONDA:
SMOKE AWAY THE STRESS LIKE AHH…
SOMETIMES LIVIN’ LIFE FEELS LIKE HELL
MY TEARS HIT THE FLOOR LIKE AHH…
SOMETIMES LIVIN’ LIFE FEELS LIKE HELL

I SMOKE AWAY THE STRESS BUT IT ALWAYS COMES BACK
DEMONS SITTIN’ ON MY CHEST, I GOT SLEEP PARALYSIS
I BEEN FEELIN’ LIKE SHIT
I NEED SOMEONE TO COME AND RESURRECT A MUTHAFUCKA LIKE I’M LAZARUS
I WANNA FEEL ALIVE BUT SOMETIMES I WANNA DIE
THAT CONTRADICTION DRIVE ME CRAZY WHILE HALLUCINATIONS FILLIN’ UP MY VISION
HEARIN’ MY WORDS, KNOW THE DEFINITIONS OF ‘EM BUT DON’T REALLY LISTEN
YOU DON’T GOTTA BELIEVE IN GOD TO BE GOOD, I KNOW SOME VERY TERRIBLE CHRISTIANS
YOU WON’T BE SAVED, LIFE IS WHAT YOU MAKE, AHH…
TAKE IT TO THE GRAVE, LEAVE THE BREAD THAT YOU BREAK, AHH…
BLINDED BY SIN, BUT NOW I AM AWAKE, AHH…
SACRIFICE MY LIFE TILL THE DAY I MEET MY MAKER

SMOKE AWAY THE STRESS LIKE AHH…
SOMETIMES LIVIN’ LIFE FEELS LIKE HELL
MY TEARS HIT THE FLOOR LIKE AHH…
SOMETIMES LIVIN’ LIFE FEELS LIKE HELL

MONGO:
HIT THE GROUND WITH YO KNEES
CLOSE YO HANDS AND BE DECEIVED
I GOTTA BREATHE, SINNER GON’ SIN IF HE PLEASE
NO MATTER WHAT YOU BELIEVE
EVIL CORRUPTIN’ MY MIND EVERY DAY I’M ALIVE
MULTIPLY, CAPITALIZE
AND I REALLY NEED SOME HELP, STARE UP AT THE SKY
I’M BEGGIN’ FOR NO REPLY
IF GOD LOVES ALL, WHY WOULD HE MAKE ME THIS WAY?
IF NOTHIN’ CHANGE WHEN I PRAY, WHY THE FUCK MUST I MAINTAIN?
WHY WOULD I TRY IF I’LL JUST DIE KNOWIN’ I’LL BE TOSSED INTO HELL’S FLAME
LOST IN THE DARKNESS WITH NO NAME, WHERE AIN’T A DAMN THING MEAN A DAMN THING
YOU CAN’T BE SAVED
CLOSE YOUR EYES, NOTHIN’ BUT GREY
YOU FADE AWAY, NOTHIN’ BUT A HUSK OF DIRT AND DECAY
THE WORLD IS BLIND, A DISTANT MEMORY
A TRUTH THAT’S BEST TO FORGET, SO JUST SMOKE IT AWAY

GONDA:
SMOKE AWAY THE STRESS LIKE AHH…
SOMETIMES LIVIN’ LIFE FEELS LIKE HELL
MY TEARS HIT THE FLOOR LIKE AHH…
SOMETIMES LIVIN’ LIFE FEELS LIKE HELL

LIVING LIFE FEELS LIKE HELL (PROD. BUMBOI)

LYRICS:

GONDA:
FUCK YOU ACTIN’ LIKE A BITCH FOR? STAND UP
FUCK YOU ACTIN’ LIKE A BITCH FOR? STAND UP

FUCK YOU ACTIN’ LIKE A BITCH FOR? STAND UP
IF YOU FUCKIN’ WITH THE HAND OF GOD, PUT YO HANDS UP
YOU KEEPIN’ HATE INSIDE YO HEART, YOU GOT IT CANNED UP
KEEP IT ON ME FOR A MUTHAFUCKA WANNA TRY
EVERYBODY DIES, SPEND YOUR TIME WISELY
THE EYE ALWAYS LOOK, AND SEE THE TRUTH INSIDE YOUR HEART, YOU SHOOK
YOU SCARED TO STAND AGAINST THE DARKNESS AND BE DENIED
IT’S A DEMON IN YO MUTHAFUCKIN’ MIND I DEFY
EVERYONE BESIDES THE HAND OF THE MOST HIGH
DEVIL A VAMPIRE, TAKIN’ TILL YOU BONE DRY
I KEEP IT PUSHIN’ WITH MY PEOPLE TILL I KICK ROCKS
YOU COME APART FROM YOURS EASY THAN A SLIPKNOT
BITCH WHAT, TRYNA FIGHT? I THINK NOT
THAT SHIT AIN’T WORTH MY TIME, GIVE IT TO WAY UP
BROTHERS TURNIN’ ON EACH OTHER FOR A PAYCUT
THAT’S THE TYPE OF SHIT AT NIGHT THAT MAKE ME WANNA STAY UP
I PRAY THAT EVERYBODY GOOD, FOR REAL
ME AND MONGO IN THAT APARTMENT, CHOPPIN’, COOKIN’ MEALS
TRYNA MAKE IT WORK, BLOOD ON MY SHIRT
SHOES COVERED IN DIRT, DROP THE SHOVEL ON THE HEARSE
WIPE THE SWEAT FROM MY FACE, FILL THE HOLE IN MY SOUL
LIKE THE GROUND IN THE CEMETERY, BURY YOU IN SOUND
HANDS IN THE LACE PRAYIN’ THAT YOU CAN BE FOUND
GIVE YO ASS TO THE MAN ABOVE, HE CAN SEND YOU DOWN

MONGO:
SEND ME BACK FROM WHENCE I CAME
BURNIN’ IN THE FLAMES OF ALL THE WRECKAGE INSIDE MY BRAIN, SICK
SHAMELESS, I ERASE THE NAMES OF ALL MY FOREBEARS TRYNA KICK BLAME
KICKIN’ IT WITH MY INSANE CLIQUE
AND DOIN’ SO MUCH FUCKIN’ DIRT, I MAKE A MOUNTAIN
PILE UP THE BODIES FROM THE GROUND, IT’S ASTOUNDING
THE BLOOD FOUNTAIN SHOOTIN’ OUT THE NECK, YOU HANG HIGH
AND SENT LOW TO WHERE YOU CAN’T DIE
CURSED TO SUFFER IN AGONY, A LOST SOUL, ETERNAL MALADIES
CARVED INTO YOUR SKIN, MISBEGOTTEN ABNORMALITY, SICK
IS ALL YOU’LL EVER FUCKIN’ BE FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER
AND NEVER WILL YOUR SOUL BE SEVERED
TETHERED TO DEVILS, RIPPIN’ OUT YA BONES
BENEVOLENT, HOMEGROWN, AND ELEGANT TO A WASHED UP DEGENERATE, SICK
I KEEP A .38, A BITCH, AND A BRICK
MY FABRICS MIXED, I’LL KILL A MAN TO GET WHAT I GET
SO BREAK YO PROMISE TO GOD, YOU GOT WHAT YOU WANT
IT’S NOT A FACADE, SO TAKE MY HAND AS I WALK THRU THE FOG
BUT WHAT IF I CAN’T COME BACK? GIVE ME THE FACTS 
BEFORE I BUST THE PIECE IN MY LAP, HOE!
YOU CAN’T KILL ME MUTHAFUCKA, YOU CAN TRY
EITHER WAY IT GOES, EVERYBODY DIE
FUCK THAT, I’MMA DELAY WHAT’S IN STORE, I’M BREAKIN’ YO DOME
AND IF I GO TO HELL, TELL HIS ASS SATAN’S A HOE! FUCK!

BITCH!
FUCK YOU ACTIN’ LIKE A BITCH FOR?
FUCK YOU ACTIN’ LIKE A BITCH FOR?

GONDA:
FUCK YOU ACTIN’ LIKE A BITCH FOR? STAND UP
FUCK YOU ACTIN’ LIKE A BITCH FOR? STAND UP

THE DEVIL'S FOOT (PROD. GORT)

GREEN GREMLIN

OUTLAW

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)

LYRICS:

MONGO:
AYYY!
GODHAND, GODHAND
AYYY!
GODHAND, GODHAND

WHAT IT IS HOE?!
WASSUP?
GOT YO BROTHER IN THE TRUNK
WHAT IT IS HOE?!
WASSUP?
GOT YO BITCH ON MY NUTS X2

WHAT IT IS HOE?!
WASSUP?
YOU KNOW MONGO ALWAYS STAY UP IN THE CUT
CATCHIN’ FADES IN THE BAY WITH MY CUZ
YO BROTHER CATCH A STRAY WHEN I PLAY WITH MY GUN
I’M A PSYCHOPATHIC TRIGGER HAPPY FREAK
HIT YO BITCH PHONE WHEN I GET THE PILLS THEN WE GEEK
GET UP IN IT GOOD EVERY NIGHT, EVERY WEEK
IF YOU KNOCKIN’ AT MY DOOR, HIT CTRL+ALT+DELETE
WHAT IT IS MUTHAFUCKA? WHAT IT BE?
I COULD LEAVE YOU BLEEDIN’ SLOW OUT IN THE STREET
WITH MY 9MM, NEED A M FOR THE FEAT
THAT’S A M FOR THE NAME, ON GO FOR THE CHEESE
KEEP IT G ON DA ROAD WITH MY DAWGS
PLAYIN’ PACKED OUT SHOWS LIKE THE WOODS, LIKE THE LOGS
YO BROTHER IS A SNITCH, IN THE BOOKS, IN THE LOGS
IMMA RUN OFF ON THE JAKES LIKE A GHOST IN THE FOG

WHAT IT IS HOE?!
WASSUP?
GOT YO BROTHER IN THE TRUNK
WHAT IT IS HOE?!
WASSUP?
GOT YO BITCH ON MY NUTS X2

GONDA:
WHAT IT IS HOE?!
WASSUP?
YOU KNOW IF IT’S UP THEN IT’S STUCK AND YOU SHIT OUTTA LUCK
I’M A G, O, YOU GON’ HAVE TO SIGN A NDA
TRYNA FUCK WITH GONDA, THROW YO PHONE IN THE SAFE
TOOK ALONDRA TO LAKEWOOD, DOWN TO THE 1
IF IT’S UP THEN IT’S STUCK LIKE SOME FUCKIN’ BUBBLEGUM
PULLED UP ON HIM AT THE GOLF COURSE, SHOOTIN’ PAR
BEAT HIM UP AND RAN HIM OVER WITH HIS OWN GOLF CART
RACK IT BACK LIKE BANG WITH THE MASK ON
BACK IN GRADE SCHOOL, ALL THE BITCHES USED TO PASS ON ME
NOW THEY HEAD DOWN, ASS UP, TRYNA GET SOME
TRYNA TAKE A PIC AT THE SHOW WHEN MY SET DONE
I SAID WHAT IT IS?
BUSSIN’ HELLA NUTS, I MIGHT HAVE A HUNNID KIDS
FUCK YOU TALKIN’ BOUT BITCH? NO ONE ASKED YOU
IMMA TELL IT HOW IT IS CUZ I HAVE TO

MONGO:
WHAT IT IS HOE?!
WASSUP?
GOT YO BROTHER IN THE TRUNK
WHAT IT IS HOE?!
WASSUP?
GOT YO BITCH ON MY NUTS X2

WHAT IT IS HOE?! (PROD. FONY WALLACE)

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