beat by miroow x ayoley
written by cal meloblu
vocal prod. by prodkeech

lyrics:

I tell myself to stop with self-hate 
But there’s too much poison on my plate

I ran into the devil past the gate
My body increased in stress and weight 
This time I made it past day number eight 
I want to leave, the devil calls it fate 

As time goes, I’ll hold
Onto the shattered window
When there’s nothing, no glass shards
To grab, I’ll finally let go

I float in reverse, it gets too hot
In flames I dive
I’ll finally be gone
Was life there for a reason?

Life is a blessing or a curse
It’s how you look at it
I can now see one
A reason to keep going (look)

I ran into the devil past the gate
My body increased in stress and weight 
This time I made it past day number eight 
I want to leave, the devil calls it fate

Past The Gate

PAST THE GATE (prod. miroow x ayoley)

Out The Way V2 (Bonus)

WITH UUU (Prod. Saymee) soundcloud exclusive

produced by rager x fony wallace
mixed and mastered by me (D34D)
cover by me (D34D)

lyrics:
takin all these drugs
now im feelin awesome
if i up em wit my gun
bro scurry like a possum
i remember when
i was stuck at rock bottom
now im at the top
screaming im the king of gotham

i move in all black
yea im movin real scary
movin all the weight
i once used to carry
i only keep learning
from a past ive buried
ill write my Odessey
with a tale so legendary

i walk this battlefield
with my wounds wide open
its 10 below
and its rainin and snowin
ive been to hell and back
at least 5 times over
but every time i go
hell keeps getting colder

it dont matter anyhow
i cant feel nothin
i could blow yo head off
u thought i was bluffin
dont u go to reachin boy
we gonna get to clutchin
u cant beg to live boy
this aint up for discussion

takin all these drugs
now im feelin awesome
if i up em wit my gun
bro scurry like a possum
i remember when
i was stuck at rock bottom
now im at the top
screaming im the king of gotham

up his whole crew with my k
and im all by my lonely
he cuttin up this beat
shouts my main man fony
left a fucker mad
when i killed all of his cronies
spinnin for my dead fuckin homies

i said fuck a batman
im tryna get a bag man
i feel like bruce wayne
you will not catch me lackin
i got a riddle for you
which hand i got my strap in
im tapped in
with 2 mac 10s
we get to blastin

feel like trevor phillips
how left his skull bashed in
im the king of gotham city
aint no one surpassin

takin all these drugs
now im feelin awesome
if i up em wit my gun
bro scurry like a possum
i remember when
i was stuck at rock bottom
now im at the top
screaming im the king of gotham

KING OF GOTHAM!

produced by fony wallace
cover by me (D34D)
mixed and mastered by me (D34D)

Lyrics:
got a mask got my gun
got a blunt in my hand
ready for this job
im bout my racks i need my bands
i need my fuckin green
yea i need my fuckin paper
a bullet plus his skull
thats a fuckin no brainer

told that bitch dont text me back
i wont see u later
my broski he a felon
who owe me a couple favors
i only keep them shooters with me
those who can hold they own
i only keep them shooters with me
who can wipe a squad all alone

im smokin on some big gas
smokin on some cookie dough
we always in the lab
but music aint all we cookin doe
im the boss man
i got my homies that be cookin dope
i solve them problems now
got blood all on my leather coat

im solvin all these fuckers down
like a scooby doo marathon
feel like avenged sevenfold
cuz all i do is carry on
carry on
got 2 glocks i carry on
my hips like oh my god
quickdraw like im bond

i intake gas
like im a fuckin car now
that boy hella mad
cuz he know that im a star now
i came out the hole myself
like how we all start out
this newtons first law
im on the gas i cant park now

we dont fit in anywhere
like we some fuckin rejects
if broski get to steppin
ima put em on the cement
that boy done me wrong
time to make that fucker repent
crazy how yall would die
than show a little respect

got a mask got my gun
got a blunt in my hand
ready for this job
im bout my racks i need my bands
i need my fuckin green
yea i need my fuckin paper
a bullet plus his skull
thats a fuckin no brainer

NO BRAINER!

New unreleased music still being worked on

mixed by k6

prod by S.A.D.I.A

OWN THANG

GNOSIS33

Draedai x Ogi feel the Beat - It's on you (Gnosis33 Remix)

Prod. Spec Turner

[Chorus]
Fuck you mean!
Ain't no wet rat get the best of me
Just a double head tryna get with me
Held him like a son but he's son of a bitch
It ain't me, now, *****, fuck, I'm mean!

Ain't no wet rat get the best of me
Just a double head tryna get with me
Held him like a son but he's son of a bitch
It ain't me, now, *****, fuck, I'm mean

[Verse 1]
Where you at? Where you been, you, ugly rat?
Got the need fuck this and that, sneaky liar, jungle cat
Rubbed against my legs (Psh)
You did want to be my pet
Get away with that? (No!)
This homie know me bad (Wow)

I know (I know)
You like this
Got no, no shame, can't hide this
Who told (Yeah-yeah)
You got this?
Got no juice, ты трус, fucked up silly goose

[Chorus]
Fuck you mean! (Fuck you)
Ain't no wet rat get the best of me (Yeah, yeah, yeah!)
Just a double head tryna get with me (Ooh)
Held him like a son but he's son of a bitch
It ain't me, now, *****, fuck, I'm mean! (Yeah!)

Ain't no wet rat get the best of me (That's Skinny)
Just a double head tryna get with me (Ooh)
Held him like a son but he's son of a bitch (Bitch!)
It ain't me, now, *****, fuck, I'm mean

[Bridge]
In the morning, what you do in the morning?
Bruh, all you want is your bread in the morning (Yeah!)
Get wasted and horny
You starving, got no bread in the morning (Nah!)
Dead body for mourning
I'm hoping you don't say my name when you got that bitch moaning (Wow)
Just keep it holding (Wow)

[Chorus]
Fuck you mean! (Fuck you, fuck you)
Ain't no wet rat get the best of me (Yeah, yeah, yeah!)
Just a double head tryna get with me (It's lit!)
Held him like a son but he's son of a bitch (Straight up, straight up)
It ain't me, now, *****, fuck, I'm mean (Fuck you, fuck you)

[Outro]
Yeah
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
S-K-I-N-N-Y
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
We got this
Yeah
(Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
Homixide, homixide, homixide (Laugh)
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Yeah!

Credits: Anastasia Kolosova, Lloyd Turner

FYM!

HeGotBakedLol

PercCity Ft.OTSmokey

GAP(prod.birdbusiness)

Vive La Résistance

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lyrics always in description

NO BRAINER!

D34D (@imactuallyd34d)