Name: STRANGE CHILD REMASTER by Jacob Spotts in Copy of JACOB SPOTTS
Duration: 2 min 49 s
Description: Strange Child Remaster

Copy of JACOB SPOTTS

going under

Space Keen

Multiple Wives (ft. LuvSign) (prod. 1tenseoh & vnoahh)

castle w/ @mylesthesupplier

STRANGE CHILD REMASTER

Groove In My Soul

EVOLUTIONARY

SO STRESSFULL

So Stressful

iTunes:
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Spotify:
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Soundcloud:
https://soundcloud.com/aleh_adler

Telegram:
https://t.me/oceans_outside

For any qestions:
adleraleh@gmail.com

Time Travellers (instrumental)

BEG!

Melodic Vocal Track get lost in the words and nature! #sauce

Just For Me

Shine - Kyay Zuu par kwal (Osiris Remix)

Calling Me Dude (feat. Rack)

(Verse 1)
Pullin’ up, it’s a warzone when I walk in,
Boys on my back so yo chances gettin’ thin,
Sayin’ that you got game, but you lookin’ like a clown,
Talkin’ all that smack but you just gettin’ put down.

Thought you had a shot, now you stuck up in the mud,
Rackin’ up some kills while you chokin’ on your own blood,
All your boys fallin’ real quick, watch ‘em drop,
Smoking’ on yo pack, it’s yo life you know we gonna cop.

You ain’t nothin’ but a lesson, just another stat,
Lookin’ real confused, gettin’ stabbed up in the back.


Y A W N . . . it is pretty funny when they look around confused as fuck though.


See us movin’ Seal Team Six up on the roof,
Watch us catch you off-guard, you best know that you screwed,
We the underdogs in this lobby, ain’t no doubt about it,
Really thought you could hang but you ain’t abo-

(Chorus)
Cry about it, L-O-L,
Pretty damn spineless when yo rep gets dragged to hell,
Cry about it, L-O-L,
We be stackin’ bodies and we raisin’ all hell.

Cry about it, can’t take the heat,
Reusin’ vocals, it’s gettin’ choppy,
Cry about it, Came in with the crew,
What you gonna do? Cry about it.

(Verse 2) Comin' back for a round two, are ya'? Didn’t learn a lesson, guess I’ll have to fuckin’ scar ya’,
Really thought you had a chance, but you gettin’ diced,
Boys look like burgers the way they got sliced. 
Know I’m fucked up but I don’t give a damn,
This ain’t real life, so I’ll send you home in a can,
If I had it my way, my words would make you queasy,
Then again, for me that’s just too easy.

Watch ‘em bleed out, red paintin’ up the floor,
Every time you get hacked up, beggin’ for more,
Say you want the smoke, but now you chokin’,
Like the rest of yo squad, I’ll leave you broken.

Like I’m the king of the game, and you a pawn,
Thought you could beat me, but now yo blood’s drawn,
Cry about it and throw your little fit,
You wanna come back, know you gonna get split.

(Chorus)
Cry about it, L-O-L,
Pretty damn spineless when yo rep gets dragged to hell,
Cry about it, L-O-L,
We be stackin’ bodies and we raisin’ all hell.

stay mad lol

OCD @M3SURE

Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is
Lyrics Written And Composed by : DreadLocks and K-Money
Music, Beats, Rhythm by: Robert Surratt
Executive Producer : Robert Surratt 
CoProduced By: Kraig Zumbrunnen
Copyright: 2016 Project Laboratory Music All Rights Reserved.
Cover Art By: Robert Surratt

Drug War Casualties

Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is

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STRANGE CHILD REMASTER

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