REMOTE 
Produced by SLNDRMANN 
Lyrics, and Vocals by NOIIR*
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Remote 《Produced by SLNDRMANN》

REMOTE (((PROD.S L N D R)))

THE CHEXODUS:
On the block someone just unloaded six shots
By the wing stop parking lot
Probably sellin dope rock
12 come claim the crime spot
Time to get the fuck on but you decide to snitch up on the block
Then you get the fuck on stat wishing you didnt talk
Should’ve kept your cool on now you distant from the block
Time to grab the glock time to meet you in the lot

Put you in your place no face no case life put you on hold now you gonna meet the reaper face to face…

Cuz its the daily high yeah we smoke it by the multiply
born from the belly of the beast to the shores of the best
cali kush up in my sesh got it from the OZ to the LB 
Got no sticks no stems no seeds learned from snoop dee dub OG
Murder was the case that they gave he
Keep it real what they told me
Keep it real with yo homies
Keep away from the phonies
People in the street tryna act like they know me 
But they don't really know me but they want to control me 
I know they can't clone me.

DESTROH:
Clear up the smoke again, sticky green hit me like I got stung by a scorpion
1-2 hey boo, can I say come over here
Californicate im about to cum on her rear
It’s all love nonetheless you have nothin to fear
Ima start taking headshots make em all disappear 
Look like Kennedy assassinate in front of families
Brains splatter on your fine widow followed by true conspiracies 
Third rock from the sun
Turd slang where we from
Central of what y’all know as America 
El Salvador no riddle for you cuscatlan 
Don’t be scared of us natives on top
Natives on top, Santo Malo Slum dawgs never gonna stop

SVNTXMVLX:
Daily high cruising la and Santa Ana day and night 
I'm more than high I just ate these shrooms to start to climb my mind 
I'm bona-fide can't you see these tears outside my crying eyes
Baby I am living life you ain't shit for me tonight 
I won't die if you shoot me then my son will shoot you twice 
In the sky I won't go I'm in the ground with the cult inside 
I just wanna do the things I wanna do without a price 
Baby come and kiss me bitch I promise I will hold you tight 

LXRD GOBLIN:
Cash flow neva stoppin
Always workin, til its in mah pocket 
Cruzin down slauson 
Hit up da paradoks see whats poppin
Dont stay flossin 
All these grimey muthafuckas
Snatch yo shit like its nothin
I dont flexin on mah haters
I see them as motivaters 
Sittin behind yo computer screen
Gotta get this paper now not later
Life is full of stressin
They say count yo blessings
 l.a. slvmdxwgs what im reppin
Lethal gxblin with no weapons
Fuck wit me you wont go to heaven 
Carried ina black coffin aye

Pass The Blunt (Prod. G3MnII)

Ka$h