The Kill (Prod. Wayvmade)

Choppa in the car -21 lil wayne rick ross & money bag - prod: dj fresh

No Peace Without Pain

#mood

2Pac - Butterfly (Feat. Crazy Town)

LYRICS:

You used to be so honest about things 
But somewhere ‘long the way
Must of lost your way 
And that’s fucked up 
I used to be so honest about things 
But once you lost your way
I was forced to play 
Cuz you fucked up

There’s a lot, that you don’t tell me
So there’s a lot, that I don’t tell you
I’ma drop shit on yo head
When you least expecting it
Bird on a wire 
There’s a lot, that you don’t tell me
So there’s a lot, that I don’t tell you
I’ma drop shit on yo head
When you least expecting it
Bird on a wire 

I am not a liar, but watch out for the wires
Cuz I been holding this shit in for so damn long
You’re a fucking liar, so stand under the wires 
Cuz I ain’t holding this shit in for too much longer

There’s a lot, that you don’t tell me
So there’s a lot, that I don’t tell you
I’ma drop shit on yo head
When you least expecting it
Bird on a wire 
There’s a lot, that you don’t tell me
So there’s a lot, that I don’t tell you
I’ma drop shit on yo head
When you least expecting it
Bird on a wire 

And I know, I know, I know
That birds of a feather, flock together 
But whatever

There’s a lot, that you don’t tell me
So there’s a lot, that I don’t tell you
I’ma drop shit on yo head
When you least expecting it
Bird on a wire 
There’s a lot, that you don’t tell me
So there’s a lot, that I don’t tell you
I’ma drop shit on yo head
When you least expecting it
Bird on a wire

Bird on a Wire (Prod. Kev Decor)

WYA pt. 2 (prod. 16yrold & pjpipeitup)

LYRICS:

Trust people, I used to
Most people just use you
Old me gone, this new new 
Brings me back, yes you do
Wish back then I knew you
Right now donʼt know whoʼs who 
Old me, new me - you do voo doo

Iʼm so good at being closed off
Ainʼt met a real one in so long
Donʼt give a fuck game is so strong 
Now here you come, Iʼm like hold on, hold on

Iʼm not supposed to be fallin, fallin, fallin 
Iʼm not supposed to be callin, callin, callin 
Iʼm not supposed to be all in, all in, all in
I did good for so long
But now Iʼm back to old habits

Iʼm not so sure, you all that bad
Maybe thereʼs more, all drugs ainʼt bad 
Got to explore, whatʼs in that bag
I canʼt ignore

Iʼm so good at being closed off
Ainʼt met a real one in so long
Donʼt give a fuck game is so strong 
Now here you come, Iʼm like hold on, hold on

Iʼm not supposed to be fallin, fallin, fallin 
Iʼm not supposed to be callin, callin, callin 
Iʼm not supposed to be all in, all in, all in
I did good for so long
But now Iʼm back to old habits

Iʼm not a stayer - yeah, yeah, yeah
Iʼm just a player, ohh
I get around

Iʼm not supposed to be fallin, fallin, fallin 
Iʼm not supposed to be callin, callin, callin 
Iʼm not supposed to be all in, all in, all in
I did good for so long
But now Iʼm back to old habits

Back To Old Habits [REMIX] (Prod. Kev Decor)

LYRICS:

You hold it together so well
Like everybody trynna buy what you tryin to sell
I wonder if when you alone, you come outta ya shell
When I ask what’s the deal between you and me 
It’s like
You forget that you got a cell
Got me waiting like ya fingers stuck inside of a cell
Ain’t you the one that say forever we gon’ be parallel 
Side by side, that’s only place where you wanna be 
Sounds right

But the way that you act
Makes it easy to let go 
Easy to press go
When I took a chance, you
Turned uneasy and stressful 
Believe me I just don’t 
Think i understand why
The change in your plans

How you say you wanna
Spend yo days beside 
Me, and claim you gonna 
Show that you are like
Me when you’re all in 
There’s just one problem
I need all of you
But you wanna split yourself

With all of them now
I need all of you
But you wanna split yourself
With all of them now
And I’m not with that
I’m not with that


I put the time in, yah yah 
You wasn’t clocked in, yah yah  
What’s perfect timing? yah yah 
If we just declining? yah yah 
You ain’t responding, yah yah 
Guess you ain’t riding, yah yah 
You acting childish, yah yah 
What happened to that big game that you was talking 
What the fuck tho, we was on road now we totaled 
Told you, I be holding back from being hopeful 
You so full, of shit, I shoulda listened to my gut, I shoulda known you 
Turn on me, like nighas folding clothes 
Fuck the drama, swear to god almost got ya name around my collar 
You gon’ learn that to be fuckin’ with me is an honor 
Why it feel like when you good they all wanna try ya
I hung on to every word you said 

But the way that you act
Makes it easy to let go 
Easy to press go
When I took a chance, you
Turned uneasy and stressful 
Believe me I just don’t 
Think i understand why
The change in your plans

How you say you wanna
Spend yo days beside 
Me, and claim you gonna 
Show that you are like
Me when you’re all in 
There’s just one problem
I need all of you
But you wanna split yourself

With all of them now, no no no
I need all of you
But you wanna split yourself
With all of them now
And I’m not with that
I’m not with that

Split Yourself (Prod. Kev Decor)

LYRICS:

I play it cool
But I got a bad temper
Oh god I remember
I play it cool
Don’t test my temper
Pray to god I don’t remember

I been asking god can you please send me a sign
I don’t wanna sign but I’m running out of time
Must’ve told my mom at least a couple hunted times
Paying with my life cuz she put hers on the line
So, for her i’ma put my name on the dotted line
Shit don’t wanna change swear to god a nigha trying
So, if I see a plate and nigha’s eating pie I’ma
Clean table on you nighas, bussa bussa
I’ma win, put that on my brothas
Don’t confuse a killer for anotha
I been working on me since the summa
I don’t pay attention to anotha
Black out, I don’t know no other colors
If I gotta go ham, it’s butta
Left out cuz they ain’t never want us
Right back like woah

I play it cool
But I got a bad temper
Oh god I remember
I play it cool
Don’t test my temper
Pray to god I don’t remember

I was always told when this shit get out control
It’s to let you know if this shit is in ya soul
And, if it isn’t so then you gotta let it go
But I’m staying on the road
And a nigha burnin rubba
I’ma win, put that on my brothas
Don’t confuse a killer for anotha
I been working on me since the summa
I don’t pay attention to anotha
Black out, I don’t know no other colors
If I gotta go ham, it’s butta
Left out cuz they ain’t never want us
Right back like woah

I play it cool
But I got a bad temper
Oh god I remember
I play it cool
Don’t test my temper
Pray to god I don’t remember

BAD TEMPER (Prod. Kev Decor)

Prod. Kyotospeak

Mixed by Sparemonkey Studio

Mastered by New Alliance East

Artwork by Ryan Schaefer

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