SECT UNIT / Cardeairé Latrelle

O Pana!

Gangsta Rap

𝔹𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕖 ☕️

shit, god damn, what the hell

Istasha The Scrub

I WANT BLOOD/i want love

Lyrics:

Blacked out 
blank
dead nights out of function
tagged out chasing my hologram hella anxious
death disguised every night counting damn sheep
out of vice sounding like screeches
not a banshee

she a bad one
tango with her aim
gon erode, cut the rope but it stainless
like a flat tire, running on a frame
paint the walls til theyre facts, im a slave


i take a dig i take a second
wasted shift inadequate days i need a decade
i take a fix but it defective
just a whiff, hurting my sense i need a severance

heavenly ever since i reset
i could power up
elevate like amphetamines
i dont mix it up
pedigree
got that waste i could wither i need the kerosene quickly
light up the house but its dripping
call my supply the pacific, you see its vacant

Blacked out 
blank
dead nights out of function
tagged out chasing my hologram hella anxious
death disguised every night counting damn sheep
out of vice sounding like screeches
not a banshee

she a bad one
tango with her aim
gon erode, cut the rope but it stainless
like a flat tire, running on a frame
paint the walls til theyre facts, im a slave

Bungo Worm Dance Party [Prod. Istasha]

Lyrics:

Under trees i could lay 
No shade 
I feel like Apollo But i feel no Pain 
Prolly im a dummy, No mannequinn 
But i cannot  shift anything 
On the minute I could change my Name 

No
Witch that could phase my brain 
Back with the shakels strapped, Untamed 

All up in the cut Like it’s bad blood 
Buds are bad crop 
Brain rot, Like I got bad Strain

Ghost 
Leave the scene 
Go burrow down in debris 
No control 
No receipt 
No buy back 
Drift with the leaves 
In my hell 
Forty feet 
No cover deep under sea
Never sleep
Leave my face 
Live in my space I paint opaque

Ice cold, Bitten like revved up pit bull 
I go hidden, Like a Debt never payed full 
Hollowed face stay marked no Sigil 
I could play my part  no vigil
Hooked up Taken by the breath like a dead bug 
With the baggage I’m a vet On the red rug 
Hall of fame lay tame 
Residual 
Sever connections 
Affection
Forget em all

Squishy Caterpillars Riding On Bullets [Prod. Istasha]

RAINING BLOOD (feat. Zillakami)

lyrics:
welcome

ready set go!
when you hear the pistol!
pedal to the floor!
go!

pick it up no moving slow!
when you hear the pistol!
ready set go!
go!

shoot a sheep right between its eyes
watch its spirit leave the meat behind
you are the energy moving through your spine
you are not your body or your thoughts or your mind

how do i escape?
this cycle of forgetting remembering i’m awake
this cycle of creating and hating the shit i make
i hope my ego would permanently disintegrate

sometimes i wish it would end

put a bullet right between his eyes
i can feel my spirit leaving me behind
you can hear it tearing thru his brain
someone is profiting from us being slain

someone is profiting oh let me explain
if blood print the money then you are just a stain
you don't want no money, you don't need no fame
if you had everything you wanted you'd realize that nothing changed

green light!
ready set go!
when you hear the pistol!
pedal to the floor!
go!

pick it up no moving slow!
when you hear the pistol!
ready set go!
go!

GO! (PROD. SOLSA)

lyrics:
those who develop expectations suffer
those who live inside the moment thrive
those who cling to moments past will suffer
when you have forgotten you’re alive 

remember everything is here right now
remember everybody’s here right now again
remember everything you fear right now
is something that will dissapear if you pretend
your way to the end 
with me
every-everybody’s here right now again
so there is nothing here to fear right now 
you could-you could dissapear with all your friends
wait til the end

ok don’t take advice
mother fuckers talking money 
they gon pay the price 
mother fuckers talking murder
paying with with they lives
everybody paying something
for the shit they buy

if you aquire something 
you gon have to give that back
platinum plaques 
cookie packs
and them money stacks
all that counting obsessing 
aint doing shit in fact
you should focus on this moment 
nothing other than that

you should focus on this moment nothing other than me
it’s impossible to tell where this shit sending me 
are you doing something right if you got enemies? 
uh, i don’t know, must be something fucked up mentally with us

always tryna fit a mold that just never does fit us
praying to a god but we made up the images
seaching thru the heavens for any messages
the space inside our conciousness is truly limitless

expectation (PROD. SOLSA X SKOTSKR X MKULTRA)

lyrics:
It’s been three days since the last time
Rolling up burning tree was my pass time
Used to think I would chief til I flatline
Used to feel crap and act like that’s fine
Everything’s alright
Imma smoke all night 

Fell in love with the feeling of relief quick
Went from Prozac to wax keif and weed shit
But then it morphed into seek it or be sick
Real shit

I can’t eat a meal less I do more drugs
Everybody telling me to “do more drugs”
Everywhere I look advertising it as fun 
Big billboards
Momma said “slow down son”

I can’t even eat a meal less I do more drugs
People always telling you to “do more drugs”
Everywhere I float on the smoke from the gun
Big billboards yell it out “do more drugs”

I just wanna feel free
I just wanna be free
I just wanna feel nothing
So there’s always something 
Or some reason for weed and THC 
to be with me

DO MORE DRUGS!
DO MORE DRUGS!
DO MORE DRUGS!
DO MORE DRUGS!

This is your brain on drugs
Does it sound dope?
Oil crackling liquid splattering 
Yellow round yolk 
Gas stove 
Cooking up breakfast wearing a bath robe 
I’m moving mad slow
I feel like an asshole

i like to smoke but i don’t like to pass 
so high off the gas that i’m thinking bout passing
light in the church singing during the mass
some believe that life is everlasting 

desire is a dimension of hell
and don't confuse happiness with pleasure or wealth
and don't confuse facts with emotions you’ve felt 
and don't freak out when everything melt off the acid

now when i smoke i cannot wait to pass it
giving to others makes me so alive
now when i smoke my emotions grow massive  
there’s no way to mask how you feel inside

DO MORE DRUGS!
DO MORE DRUGS!
DO MORE DRUGS!
DO MORE DRUGS!

do more drugs (PROD. 19AKIRA X BRAHMAN)

lyrics:
smoking on dope in the back of the whip
ride down the block and im rolling a zip
we see a cop and he start to trip
like he had some acid stuck in his lip

he had a strap on the side of his hip
and he wanna harass anyone that he can
we took a left then a right at the bright red light
then we gone in a flash shazam 

bitch i’m the goat but i hopped out the lamb 
gun peanut butter color but it won’t jam
bam!
onomatopoeia 
man i wouldn’t wanna be ya
offa shroom i could see if i can

is this how you wanna live life in the end?
everyday waking up playing pretend?
do you really know who the fuck is your friend?
smoking on dope got the blunt in my hand

bam
big ass gun that shit go bam
big ass gun that shit go bam
big as gun shit go kaboom
everyday i wake up put my red pants on
my life’s like a cartoon

smoking on dope in the back of the whip
ride down the block and im rolling a blunt
we see a cop what the fuck does he want?
he stuck to us like a clit to a cunt

he had a strap on the side of his body
and in his trunk you know he got the shotty
we took a right then a left down a dark ass alley
im not gonna add to his tally

bam
drop a nuke that shit go bam
drop a nuke that shit go bam
drop a nuke shit go kaboom
hop in the whip make it go frmmm
bam

BAM! (PROD. WENDIGO)

lyrics:
Everyday I give a little back
Everyday I’m paying off my debt
(I lie awake and face the ceiling)
Take me back
To that dream I had a while back

Every time I try to sleep
I toss and turn and grind my teeth

Every day comes right after the last
Everyday the sand falls thru the glass

Every time I close my eyes
I feel the most alive
Every time I go to bed
It’s loudest in my head

Every day I waste a little time
Everyday I lose a piece of my mind
(I lie awake and face the ceiling)
Help me find
That dream I had in two thousand and nine

The one with the alligators and ninjas in it

Take me back to rapping bout shit that I care about
My mother wasn’t aware of my whereabouts 
In a new place 
New city
New friends 
Some turn into enemies in the end

I’ve grown so much since making that song
Don’t play it round me 
Tell me to my face if you got something to say about me
I am not who they say I am very frequently
Everyday I wonder why we can’t be treated equally
I wish it was as simple as just shifting a frequency 
Then we could fix all of our problems very easily 

My family believes in me
As of recently 
I been living peacefully

dreaming (PROD. WENDIGO X BRAHMAN)

Darwin's House Of Second Chances

bb No BooBoo

Captions Are Automatically Generated

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Jeris Johnson x BLAKSWAN - welcome to the underground freestyle

LEVITATE (The Summer Song)

hi

lyrics: 

(probably gonna die young
probably gonna die
probably gonna)

maybe some day you would feel the same
(gonna be sick, grab the wheel real quick)
but why should you care 'bout me anyways?
(i'm always fucking something up)

woke up late
i'm nauseous again
i did some things
that i might regret
a bloody nose and a busted lip
5 missed calls and 9 messages

when you're gone i feel like something's missing
but you're not gonna listen
he told me that he's caught up in traffic
i really don't believe it

maybe some day you would feel the same
but why should you care 'bout me anyways?

maybe some day you would feel the same
(gonna be sick, grab the wheel real quick)
but why should you care 'bout me anyways?
(i'm always fucking something up)

Stream/Download

NAUSEOUS

Istasha x Sect Unit - New Strings (prod. Istasha)

Still Cold / Pathway Private

the notorious big - suicidal thoughts(izzamuzzic unofficial remix)

the notorious big X 2pac - runnin'(izzamuzzic unofficial remix)

Music Video: https://youtu.be/bmqwyWYDK3Y

Beat by @arthur-minasyan
Remixed by @tupacthugtheory

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Released by GANGSTER GANG 
(c) 2017

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2Pac - Homeboyz (Tupac Thug Theory Remix)

2Pac - Fear Nothing (ft. Ice Cube)2017

1-800-I’m geeked in a bitch 
Slide in a pussy blood leak from the wrist 
Hoping that my bitch don’t freak when I dip 
Eyes fucken leveled at the edge of the bridge

Mouth too fresh like a tic tac 
Breaking off bitches like a kit Kat 
Better pay attention better sit back 
Cause I ain’t got no time for the chit chat 

Cut on my wrist can’t get no better 
Bitch want me heart but my mind won’t let her 
So damn cold outside in the weather 
Bitch I brought the blade and strap no sweater 

Fuck a goth bitch in the back of a Jetta 
Early access in a pussy that’s beta 
Dropped a couple bands for the all black leather 
One step ahead on a whole new meta 

Yeah I know a bitch that i just can’t have
I’m way too stressed and I’m way too mad 
I’m way too fucked and I’m way too sad 
Really got me thinking that a bitch won’t last 

Know a bitch I can’t have 
Way too stressed way too mad 
Way too fucked way too sad 
Got me thinking shit won’t last