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What If

WHAT IF

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Barco Tarraxo

Barco - Ivandro ft. Bispo Tarraxo Softness Remix

ISSBROKIE! - ZIP! (prod. mdnght7)

shteppi - the moon song. (voice memo cover)

lyrics and vocals by shteppi
production by mat1k

(verse 1:)
this boy was drawing a sketchbook
i sat beside him n watched
my ipod hidden by my textbook
i simply sat there n thought 

(bridge:)
that his eyes are blue-
ish grey that hue
would look so good on mine 
got a crush on you
no this can’t be true
thats insane i’m not that type

(chorus:)
but this guy 
gets inside of my mind when he wants
i would die for a text back, a call, a response
from u
but this guy 
gets inside of my mind when he wants
i would die for a text back, a call, a response
from u

(verse: 2)
do you believe in live at first sight
cuz i did not until then
i can’t confess up off the rip right?
so we’ll just try n be friends

(bridge:)
but i can’t ignore 
these feelings no more
my heart was found n caught
but i don’t know for sure
i hope he’s not bored 
i wish i could know his thoughts

(chorus:)
because this guy
gets inside of my mind when he wants
i would die for a text back, a call, a response
from u
but this guy 
gets inside of my mind when he wants
i would die for a text back, a call, a response
from u

(outro:)
but this guy 
can't decide in my mind what he wants
i would die for a text back, a call, a response
from u

shteppi - this guy.

prod. (@NOVAFLED)
mix. (@rivrpersn)

Lyrics:

I’m really sorry for my fuck shit, I know I’m a prollem’
I’ve been through shit that won’t leave me no more, It’s down to follow
I really dealt with my seething and left a shell of hollow
But I got pride enough to fill some enemies with hollows
With every pill I swallow
I down another, another ‘til I see empty bottles
Then I think mother and brother would hate to see me wallow
But I’ve been runnin’ from somethin’ so I just hit the throttle
And get to gunnin’ and gunnin’ ‘til everything can fossil
Into my mind as it hits me and leaves me horizontal
My heart is screaming at me begging me to be a peace to ‘em
But they pullin’ up mischievous, I put a piece to ‘em
And shoot until I can see through ‘em
I’m not the type of person harping to be mean to ‘em
Product of environment, look up for some inspiring 
A tyrant was filling up my eyelids
Now i’m Billie goated but don’t talk about an Eilish
Bitch I rip it stylish 
More than my t-shirt, bitch I’m skirting Irish
Only thing that’s faster than the rev is burning mileage 
I’ma’ beat it mean ‘cuz I’m tired of the kindness
Then take ‘em to the singing while I question what my life is and cry, shit

Oh, where do I go
I ain’t built to deal with this shit no more
Packing my shit and bitch I’m out the door
Fuck, bitch

(ISSBROKIE)

Illest yet
Droppin’ out the internet 
I don’t mean no disrespect, but y’all cant ‘een begin to step up to me 
It’s a disconnect 
Y’all get rarely shown respect, that’s ‘cuz you barely flow at best
I’m the goat, they re-elect me every time I’m on the decks
Man I been so hungry for this shit you’d think I’m anorexic 
Way I spit
Think I was born to flex it through these vocal reps
Other rappers born to pee they bed as soon they peep the specs
Eat a beat like breakfast, soon as I’m awake I beat my chest
Rappers can’t compete to how I speak 
They barely comprehend 
I’m frequently OD like meth or opioids…
Flows I got is copious
And most MCs is copin’ with the fact a hoe as dope as this ain’t already the goat
Opinion told me I’m the coldest bitch my city
bro its obvious
All these cats is floppin’ when they drop, they sound like Morbius
Diamonds look the soapiest, I’m tellin hoes It’s over bitch
I’m blockin’ cats from gettin on the net like It’s a goalie kick
ISSBROKIE BITCH! >:3

BREAK (ft. ISSBROKIE) (prod. NOVÂFLED)

Chromatic ft ISSBROKIE & Misc (Prod. Hydraa)

i come from shasta drinks
dollar store plates n ross getups
i aint had to think
hiding my sketches would not sit up
then my class would ring
everyone packin to walk to bus stops
i seen the homie, secret handshakes
down low n up top
i was a kid, just like you, whoever boppin they head
yet instead, of being dead broke, i was decently fed
my mama bought a house cuz pops was close to ending up dead
i been there since 15, before, we moved round the west
my mama bought me a mic
my therapy wasn’t workin 
if not, this probably might
my mama saw my grades was droppin
i was gettin in fights
i got expelled from an art school
shit would never be aight
her other kid was an addict, was mixin syrup n sprite, and other things i won’t get into that
she worried that i, 
would turn to be in the same boat
usin to stay afloat
i told her “ma, i promise”
n she said “if u say so”
see mama been worried, since my dad went n dipped
only called about bad news, was makin me sick
so i associate bad news with pictures of him
my mama found her a man too, but we didn’t click
i think he wanna be friends my mama think it’d be sick
but i ain’t had a father figure since a bitch was a jit
and he also hate trans women, that shit wouldn’t stick
my mama don’t understand women who born witta (bruh)
i can’t blame her she trying
my mama had my back since watchin teen titans
and the shasta drinks, the tiki punch my heart got me cryin
cuz it feel like my connection to my mama is dyin
after all i’m 20 she don’t gotta be there providin
so now i’m movin out, let my mama chill with her dude
even if i hate his guts he makes my mama exude
pure happiness i could never go n tell her the truth
cuz she ride for me like nascar, it’d be “bye” n then vroom
she that with all her kids, spoiled us with money 
she’d use to buy food and drinks for me when i got home from school
i know she proud of me and all the shit that i do
i’m makin more than her, she tell me every time i make moves
my mom a hustler, my mom a teacher
she taught me right n wrong
taught me how to do my nails
taught me how to write a song
i hope one day, i’ll make something she could sing along
til that day, i’m puttin in work til my wrist get hella strong
my mama told me that no matter what happens,
she always love me mom n daughter aint no greater attachment 
she helpin me move out the house, my life all boxed up n packaged
pour a shasta on my grave when i’m laid in my casket
mama <3

shteppi - shasta. (mama.) (prod. stoic) (throwaway)

this wasn’t actually a freestyle i’m just carrying on the tradition lol

(lyrics:)
its the chick who all the bad bitches glare apon
fans catchin every line i throw like they barry bonds
run a rapper out his city like a marathon
make his mom swan ton bomb on the paragon
she think i’m fine n i don’t even got mascara on
now we out in paris on the mountain she got married on
cop a verse, where the beat you wan get carried on?
couldn’t bear upon em thinkin brokie playin fair, they wrong 
i got internals like whats under my skin
my brother my kin, i got more guap than you, you not him
not an option but “win”
just copped a plot of lot wit my twin
thats daki, we been runnin from the jakes like we finn
i’m basically “him”, 
that ain’t my gender tho
what i got inside my pants is money, 
bitch don’t be federal 
just copped a house in LA
but damn is my credit low
i’m buildin slow, yo hoe toes on my genitals
i flow like the ocean but my bars hard as metal tho
she ask me bout my chain, which one? i got several 
rappers in discord sendin letters so petty
they think they better n its sendin me like “bitch, check general”
do a beat like its edible
my flow on whatever, bro
i’ll hit whatevers sent to me, how could i be hetero?
i’m rich cuz i’m cleaver, dope, never lost hope,
better off broke, cuz more i need the money more i’m makin the chops go
boom boom boom
just like the vengaboys in 98
defined the greats as mine to take
the place of, fuck a paystub, they playin my tapes like sega, my pockets mega, my comments callin me a beta, i can’t debate ya
too busy stackin dirty paper, these rappers faker, then jays i had back in the bay was, the homie sent brokie an open “how long its gon take ya?” i sent it day of, i’m stackin money like its jenga,
all day i stay up, from 8pm to when the days up.
i almost gave up reversed the worst i been in 8 months, i got my cake up, gettin my license on the way up, doors open separate ways up, like issa break up lil bitch issbrokie

ISSBROKIE - 2AM FREESTYLE! (prod. sto) (throwaway)

(hook:)
mirror lookin like cunt
talk wrong, get him put in a blunt
(lil bish)
this bitch need a bump
all a bad bitch do is stunt
(yea!)
only west side runtz
gettin high while i watch game grumps
they only callin me trashy cuz 
i be walkin round with all this dump!

(verse:)
rhinestone hoodie wit the b cup tits
aint a rapper outside ridin beats like this
rhymezone clicked, now he think he the shit
fuck up out my face ‘less u tryna get kissed
mwah :3
ol’ freaky ass bitch
stead’a sayin that i suck go n suck my dick
stead’a hearin “wanna fuck” i’mma take yo bitch
stead’a sayin “what’s up” go n mind yo bizz
brodie
fuck
want beef then its up 
don’t carry cash but i keep shit a buck
keep a buck, couldn’t beef witta mark ass hoe
wanna talk on the team when its us
nobody else makin beats like bruh
shoutout buck shoutout gort like yuh
every time i see a comment sayin brokie shit trash
i just laugh keep countin up the green like “wut?”
you can get a smell of my blush
u passin me in a rush
yo daddy makin a fuss
cuz he jus wanna fuck
my waterbed of a butt
“brokie you dress like a slut”
thats cuz i can, you ain’t servin’
yo tiddies barely a cup
keep my shit untucked
my hips wide as a truck
you built just like a man
a bitch built like a buck
10/10 how i’m cut
*spit sound* on the ground
bet yo man lick it up
like word woah bitch cool it
wanted me some ass so i grew it
got this cute lil guy he a buddhist 
flashed a tiddy at him once said screw it
good neck get his neck n i chew it
mean bitch but the boys in to it
i got this himbo guy, he a unit
said he tryna make my mind go stupid
i tell him “boy, do it, do it, do it, do it”

(hook:)
mirror lookin like cunt
talk wrong, get him put in a blunt
(lil bish)
this bitch need a bump
all a bad bitch do is stunt
(yea!)
only west side runtz
gettin high while i watch game grumps
they only callin me trashy cuz 
i be walkin round with all this dump!

ISSBROKIE - CUNT! (prod. gort)

TRACK. 4 FROM THE "ARE YOU HAVING FUN?!" EP

LISTEN TO THE EP ON ALL PLATFORMS:
SPOTIFY - https://open.spotify.com/album/4YP6NSBMOZiRaDWKSpvIlD?si=nAyBNrtXRCeyPywUSQEucw
APPLE MUSIC - https://music.apple.com/us/album/are-you-having-fun-ep/1814391736
YOUTUBE - https://youtu.be/lTJhl6Mr9TE

MY SOCIALS:
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TIKTOK - www.tiktok.com/@ssjdaki
TWITTER - x.com/dakialmighty

LYRICS:
HEART IN THE 916
SHOW HANDS IN THE 818
GOT STARS ALL UP ON MY KICKS
HAD BOOT YOUR SHIT, DIDNT FIT MY TASTE 
ITS- (JOKER)
YESSIR, YESSIR
THOUGHT THAT HE DRAGGED ME DOWN, BUT HE PUSH NO WEIGHT
GRIND, I MAY HIT THIS BAR
SPIDERMAN MY MASK, I CANT SHOW NO FACE, OK

AND I SAW SOME BOYS TRYNNA BEST
THIS GIRL TRYNNA LIKE LIKE NEXUS 
WE DIDNT CLICK, SO IM OFF TO THE NEXT US
STICK BOY, BUT I PUFF MY CHEST UP
BASS FLIP BLOCKS, BUT I DONT PLAY TERTIS
IM BLIND, MONEY IN MY RETINAS
WAY TOO GONE, MAN IM WAY TOO RECKLESS

SHE SAY "OMG, HOW A ROCKSTAR LIVIN"
COME SEE HOW A RAPSTAR GET IT
LOL TO THE BANK, NO KIDDIN
YOU TALK BOUT RACKS, IM WIT IT
THEY'VE BEEN DOWN, BROTHER I FEEL GREAT
IM IN TOWN WHEN YOU FEEL THAT SHAKE
I CANT COUNT ALL THE BAGS I MAKE
THEY PLAY MY SOUND ROUND THE WHOLE DAMN STATE

LOTTA FAKEOS, FAKEOS
THROW ME IN THE RING THEN ITS A KO, KO
MUSIC GOT HER MOVIN UP LIKE AYO, TEO
CATCH ME IN THE CITY SCREAMING "HEYO, HEYO"
(HEYO, HEYO)

CHECK, CHECK, CHECK
CMON CUT THE BASS
DO I
GOT YOUR ATTENTION
YES? ALRIGHT
THROW YOUR HANDS, WANNA SEE YOU LOVE THE PLACE
I'LL MATCH YOUR PACE, I RAISE THE MIC
DONT THINK TWICE, DONT CONTEMPLACE TONIGHT
NEW MAN, YOU DONE LOST YOUR FACE
I'VE BEEN ON MY GRIND, DIFFERENT KINDA SKATES
I GET IT, I GET IT, I GET IT, I GET IT ON GO
LIVE FOR THE SHOW
LIVE FOR THIS, ITS INSIDE MY CORE
I'VE HAD SLEEPLESS NIGHTS JUST TO MAKE THIS WORK
THATS TYPE SHIT THEY DONT KNOW
REAL SHIT, NO JOKE
WHY THEY TRYNNA TAKE MY STEEZ, TRYNNA TAKE MY SWAG
THATS DEAD MAN, AINT NO SOUL
TOO HOT, NAH MAN I CANT FREEZE
I RUN IT, I RUN IT, I RUN IT, I RUN IT LIKE WOAH

AND I TALK TOO MUCH, AS IF ITS A MUST
LOOK ITS 6-1, KNOW THEY SICK OF US
I PINCH THE CLUTCH, THEN PITCH IT UP
THIS NOTHING INCONSPICUOUS
I'VE BEEN THE ONE
HAIR BLOOD RED LIKE ARTEMIS
AINT NO SHIT TOO FAR TO JUMP
THEY FOUND MY ROUTE, THEY ONTO US

TWO STEP LIKE A HI-HAT, LIKE THAT, JUST SHAKE TONIGHT
TELL ME WHERE THAT MIC AT, IM BACK, LETS LOOSE OUR MINDS
I GOT WHAT YOU MIGHT LACK, NO CAP, ALL TYPES AND KINDS
THIS IS WHERE YOUR LIFE AT, FOR REAL, TO END THE NIGHT

RAISE THE MIC!

RAISE THE MIC! (PROD. KID JOKER)

Apocalypse Is Now

[Intro]
(Hey) All the stars are here
And they gonna put on a show
(Ayo, it's time) All the stars are here
And they gonna put on a show

[Verse 1]
What up
Gangsta? Just chillin'
Got a banger
New flavor
Perfect for the trailer
I'ma come through like Top Dawg and TDE
The rap game was in need of me
What's beef? Notorious
What's peace? The glorious
Big
Big
Like Sean and Pun
My name heavy in these streets like a ton
'90s baby
Been around the world
And I-I-I-I
I can't find my baby
I don't know
And I don't know why
Y'all in trouble
It's a new wave
Young legends
Don't listen to what them dudes say
Young reverend
I'm still preachin'
I don't even need a pulpit
This right here is that cool shit
Smooth shit
All the stars in the room
Check it out
Just in case you had doubts

[Chorus]
All the stars are here
And they gonna put on a show
(Yeah, yeah) All the stars are here
And they gonna put on a show
(Hey, yo) All the stars are here
And they gonna put on a show
(Yeah, yeah, yeah) All the stars are here
And they gonna put on a show
(Ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo) All the stars are here
And they gonna put on a show
All the stars are here
And they gonna put on a show

[Verse 2]
(Yeah) They tell me I'm a breath of fresh air
It's something in the water
We the best there
And every single one of us is next
Yeah
You ever seen a whole bunch of stars in a fresh pair?
You lookin' at a big stepper
Only time we step down is on pedals
We the future and the past
This is retro
Thinkin' I ain't a part of this movement
I think heck no
I got the halo and the pitchfork
You thought it was love and hip-hop
You tryna fight
And I'm tryna record
With all these wack dudes gettin' on

All the Stars Are Here (ft. Art!$)

Sol Particular - Gabriel Elias (Cover Solange)

Gage - Pense à moi

ISSBROKIE!
fail-girl that sings sometimes / sexed up e-clown >:3
KARMAMØB!

ISSBROKIE - 2AM FREESTYLE! (prod. sto) (throwaway)

₊⭒˚｡✧⋆ISSBROKIE /// shteppi<3₊✧⋆⭒˚｡⋆ (@shteppi)

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