(Prod. By nickchou) (Engineered by Lil 7akey)

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Lyrics:

Got my stick inside the holster 
If I need to I will fold ya 
Tote my toys like R US toy store
Packing my heat like Johnny storm
Rappin hard like it be over 
Sayin actions we don’t know of 
Only truth that I’ve done spoke of 
Is my selfish lust to smoke up

Speakin facts 
Finna fuck up yo bitch back 
I make her knees go all weak
Like a bone chilling cold attack
Make ‘em shiver 
Make ‘em quiver 
Any opp eat them for dinner 
When I’m mad 
My fire red 
Like ghost rider
Hell gon be lead
In purgatory 


I don’t want bitches who’s boring
Sweet and sour like a trolli
Switchin mood from mad to horny
Every day a brand new story 
With some bitches you don’t know 
If they out there dancin the pole 
They makin money that’s for show 
But slutty thots is a no go

When I be out on the streets 
I hope you don’t want us to meet 
Cause when I be in a mood 
Energy be so rude
Heighten my ego 
Vegeta 
I’ll destroy you

Goin indura 
Heart break feelin like a boom
But it don’t hurt cause my
demons consuming through 
Monspeed and Derieri 
Purity the commandment I should be wary 
If I wanna stay true 

Loosin’ the sight 
Of my destiny 
It’s just me who can fight 
If I lose my faith 
It’s like plundering might 
The bandit of greed 
And the lion sin pride 
You’ve chosen to dangle between the thin lines 
It’s heaven or hell
What’s yo thoughts on yo life 
He gives us a burden 
We struggle for certain 
We just like a sun
Like his son we should rise


Got my stick inside the holster 
If I need to I will fold ya 
Tote my toys like R US toy store
Packing my heat like Johnny storm
Rappin hard like it be over 
Sayin actions we don’t know of 
Only truth that I’ve done spoke of 
Is my selfish lust to smoke up

Speakin facts 
Finna fuck up yo bitch back 
I make her knees go all weak
Like a bone chilling cold attack
Make ‘em shiver 
Make ‘em quiver 
Any opp eat them for dinner 
When I’m mad 
My fire red 
Like ghost rider
Hell gon be lead
In purgatory 


Hit em with a demon flame
Questioning if I’m sane 
I don’t really know 
I wanna think so 
But people ignore me like I’m on death row
I don’t give a fuck
My demeanor is cold
Like Jericho 
I’m tryna fuck Tina Snow
I’m hoping that someday 
I’ll show my true soul
I’m praying by then 
A purpose will be known


Got my stick inside the holster 
If I need to I will fold ya 
Tote my toys like R US toy store
Packing my heat like Johnny storm
Rappin hard like it be over 
Sayin actions we don’t know of 
Only truth that I’ve done spoke of 
Is my selfish lust to smoke up

Speakin facts 
Finna fuck up yo bitch back 
I make her knees go all weak
Like a bone chilling cold attack
Make ‘em shiver 
Make ‘em quiver 
Any opp eat them for dinner 
When I’m mad 
My fire red 
Like ghost rider
Hell gon be lead
In purgatory 


In purgatory 
Me and bro gon tell the story 
Survive like we was a bandit 
A greedy fox 
My wrath a dragon

MJ - Chilling Purgatory (Official Audio) (Prod. By nickchou)

MJ - Red X (feat. Lil 7akey) (Official Audio)

Produced and engineered by Lil 7akey


Lyrics:

I’m burning the roll 

I’m calling yo bluff 

Like I’m planning to fold

I’m tryna boot up 

And load the system 

I spend my time gaming 

Forget about problems 

My mind full of them


I tend to attempt to try doing my best 

You can’t wish for no less 

You must suffer in flesh 

Only way to progress 

Is to pay attention 

Like fallout I target my goals 

With a lock on the head


Ayyyyyy 

Fuck

These fuckin people got me fucked up

Go ahead and say fuck the world

That loco fuck ain’t friends with us

RIP X 

We’ll always want Revenge 

He got me saying 

Fucked up 

Say fuck you to the world again 

Cause the weight on my shoulders 

Caused by my sins


I be flipping and dodging 

Like Batman and Robin 

I’ll build me a team of titans no ones stopping 

Emo bitch bend that head down she be topping 

Feel like Red X the way I’m the main target 

My bitch a freak 
She get down on her knees 

Like Nolan’s girl 
I got that bitch on a leash

She got that good dome 
Like she android 18 

My bitch off the Molly 
The weed 
And codeine 


Let out the Beast 
Like I was Gohan
I’ll beat you till you bleed

What you think of my flow? 

This shit really booming 
Like borderlands bros 

I’m a prodigy 
Made from the SoundCloud era

I’m rockin a ski mask if I’m robbing ya

My hood was so poor 
Had a hard life before 
So I say fuck these people who flexin their dough

Ima take a step back 
Like Stokeley takes a smoke 


I do what I can 
And I study the GOATS

There’s only so much time 
So make it the most 

To all those douche bags 
Ima make y’all a toast 

Like Ye said 
Can’t nothing negative be told 

There’s a passion in my rhymes 

People be doubting 
They still lacking behind 

I just done had it 
My patients is running thin
Ima yell fuck it 
Cause fuck the people
Who stir up all the ruckus


Ayyyyyy 

Fuck

These fuckin people got me fucked up

Go ahead and say fuck the world

That loco fuck ain’t friends with us

RIP X 

We’ll always want Revenge 

He got me saying 

Fucked up 

Say fuck you to the world again 

Cause the weight on my shoulders 

Caused by my sins


By my sins, addictions

Love it too much, but cannot quit

Got myself so sick

Peer pressurin’

Into smokin’ pressure then

GOD knows I shouldn’t be mischievous

Gotta repent my sins

Know I got demons

Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up

Gotta get back to the bag and run it up

Bitch named Jade

She wanna play

With fuckin’ Slade

It’s 7ake & Ang3

On that MJ tape

You already know

We finna rise up and glow


Ayyyyyy 

Fuck

These fuckin people got me fucked up

Go ahead and say fuck the world

That loco fuck ain’t friends with us

RIP X 

We’ll always want Revenge 

He got me saying 

Fucked up 

Say fuck you to the world again 

Cause the weight on my shoulders 

Caused by my sins


I be flipping and dodging 

Like Batman and Robin 

I’ll build me a team of titans no ones stopping 

Emo bitch bend that head down she be topping 

Feel like Red X the way I’m the main target 

My bitch a freak 
She get down on her knees 

Like Nolan’s girl 
I got that bitch on a leash

She got that good dome 
Like she android 18 

My bitch off the Molly 
The weed 
And codeine 


Let out the Beast 
Like I was Gohan
I’ll beat you till you bleed


Impressive 

Red X

MJ - Red X (feat. Lil 7akey) (Official Audio) [Prod. Lil 7akey]

Lyrics: Geekin’ & Grindin’ (feat. MJ)

Geek up in the night
Demon red eyes
Fuckin’ feel slow
More than you should know
Havin’ a good time
Can’t get high as I am
Bitch, you know I’m glidin’
Geekin’ and I’m grindin’
Geekin’ and I’m grindin’
Geekin’ and I’m grindin’
Got yo bitch she grindin’
Geekin’ and I’m grindin’
Got yo girl, she grindin’
Get lit, it’s demon timin’
But I still pray, say “Amen”

Got yo sis, she grindin’
Got my chain on and yeah it’s shinin’, shinin’
Just like my sword, it’s diamond, diamond
Order a Bob Marley Pizza, dime bag
Got too geeked, now my body lags
Flyin’ ‘round like Rick & Morty
I’ma be geekin’ ‘til I’m 40
I done bagged some fine ass shorties
I done bagged some fine ass shorties
I’m tryna fuck a hoe that’s 40
Knock your top off, feel like Shorty
(Knock your top off, feel like Shorty)

G-G-Geek up in the night
Demon red eyes
Fuckin’ feel slow
More than you should know
Havin’ a good time
Can’t get high as I am
Bitch, you know I’m glidin’
Geekin’ and I’m grindin’
Geekin’ and I’m grindin’
Geekin’ and I’m grindin’
Got yo bitch she grindin’
Geekin’ and I’m grindin’
Got yo girl, she grindin’
Get lit, it’s demon timin’
But I still pray, say “Amen”


Geekin' up like a nerd
Like Peter Parker
But that gas from Osborn, make me cough
Might need a doctor
I’m super fast like the blades on a chopper
Chilling right now, but I wanna drive really far
Get me a Lambo or just a hot blue car
Fix up the torques
Turbos and suspension 
Vibrations I’m sensin’
From revving the engine
I’m going real fast 
Like the Flash switched dimension 
My girl so hot, smokin’ Mary Jane 
So faded, I know my girl feeling the same
It’s getting real late
She wanna come and stay 
‘Cause I’m looking so great
I told shawty she looking better everyday 
And I’ll give her some paper if she got that waist
Shake it back on my face
Ready to suffocate
Super baked
Munch her down
I’m gon' eat her whole plate
I just cannot wait

G-G-Geek up in the night
Demon red eyes
Fuckin’ feel slow
More than you should know
Havin’ a good time
Can’t get high as I am
Bitch, you know I’m glidin’
Geekin’ and I’m grindin’
Geekin’ and I’m grindin’
Geekin’ and I’m grindin’
Got yo bitch she grindin’
Geekin’ and I’m grindin’
Got yo girl, she grindin’
Get lit, it’s demon timin’
But I still pray, say “Amen”

Flyin’ ‘roun-Flyin’ ‘roun-
Flyin’ ‘round like Rick & Morty
Flyin’ ‘roun-Flyin’ ‘roun-
I’ma be geeked like Rick & Morty
Flyin’ ‘roun-Flyin’ ‘roun-
Flyin’ ‘round like Rick & Morty
Flyin’ ‘roun-Flyin’ ‘roun-
I’ma be geeked like Rick & Morty

Geekin’ & Grindin’ (feat. MJ) [Prod. L7]

Lyrics: Hellhounds 2 (feat. MJ)

Send him right down to the fuckin’ hellhounds!
Hou-Hou-Hounds
Jakey-key-key, -key

100 round
Hunt him down
SMG hold a 100 round
Smokin’ loud by the pound
Gettin’ geeked calms me down
Smokin’ loud, by the pound
That 100 round hunt him down
100 round drum
Make that nigga dance d-d-dumb
100 rounds rain down
100 rounds take them niggas down
Right motherfuckin’ now
Gore-Gore you down like Art the Clown!
Beam that boy down (Down)
Send him right down to the fuckin’ hellhounds!

I’m feelin’ slow
That Delta-9, woah
Deal-Deal-Dealt ya wit’ my .9, bro
I’m smokin’ fuckin’ dope
Partyin’ all night
Everything feels right

Sometimes I’m angry 
Engulfed in flames
From rage, like a hellhound
Hold up, wait
You thought I’d hold you up that high?
You under ground
Told my bitch be quiet
She be barkin’ like she from the pound
I’m rockin’ out, right now 
Yo bitch head keep goin’ up and down
Ponytail for the leverage
That’s why she keep a happy smile
My inner demons fiendin’
Sometimes it’s hard to control myself 
Keep on playing 
Bloodshed the objective today like Carrie White’s around!

100 round
Hunt him down
SMG hold a 100 round
Smokin’ loud by the pound
Gettin’ geeked calms me down
Smokin’ loud, by the pound
That 100 round hunt him down
100 round drum
Make that nigga dance d-d-dumb
100 rounds rain down
100 rounds take them niggas down
Right motherfuckin’ now
Gore-Gore you down like Art the Clown!
Beam that boy down (Down)
Send him right down to the fuckin’ hellhounds!

100 rounds, 100 round
SMG hold a 100 round
Smokin’ loud, by the pound
Hunt him down, 100 round
100 round, 100 round
SMG hold a 100 round
Smokin’ loud, by the pound
SMG hold a 100 round

Hellhounds 2 (feat. MJ) [Prod. mathiastyner]

Lyrics: Lyricist 4

“Lyricist 4
Better lock the door
Lambo’ got butterfly doors
Gunnin’ like Gears of War
Bitch, I put up a score
On the fucking board
Hit up this whore
Now I’m not fuckin’ bored
Lyricist 4
Better lock the door
Lambo’ got butterfly doors
Gunnin’ like Gears of War
Bitch, I put up a score
Lambo’ got butterfly doors
Hit up this whore
Now I’m not fuckin’ bored

Lyricist 4
Finna take yo whore
Lyricist 4
Finna get geeked some more
Feel like Billy Joe Mcguffrey ‘cause I’m clumsy as hell
Indica or sativa, it’s a hybrid, I can’t tell
Mm, what’s that smell?
Me and Ange smokin’ chronic
Got me feelin’ golden like Sonic
We Texan, got the blue bonnet
My bitch bad as hell, but she honest 
She get on my dick like a Beyblade and she spin on it
Feel like golden Sonic
Feel like smoking chronic
Finna get down on Lyricist 4
I used to steal when I worked at that store
I used to get high and I felt more
Turned that shit into a daily chore
Daily chore
Damn, my lungs are sore
Now my body is soarin’
Got the key like I’m Sora
Okay, sip my Kool-Aid like Sosa
White bitch, she just like Ramona

Lyricist 4
Better lock the door
Lambo’ got butterfly doors
Gunnin’ like Gears of War
Bitch, I put up a score
On the fucking board
Hit up this whore
Now I’m not fuckin’ bored
Lyricist 4
Better lock the door
Lambo’ got butterfly doors
Gunnin’ like Gears of War
Bitch, I put up a score
Lambo’ got butterfly doors
Hit up this whore
Now I’m not fuckin’ bored

Listen for a second 
Listen to this bop
Number four
But I’m in first place 
Not wasting time 
You slow, and I’m not 
I guess I’m not surprised 
My writing skills just get better 
Not declining, no writers block 
Open minded
See it through like open eye lids
My wrist blue like poppin’ ice bits
Up too late, can’t tell what time is
4:20 the best time period
Smile glow like I’m highlighted
Talkin' shit might drop the mic in
Haters yap, well yeah I like it
I’ma just do my best
Rockin' ice, chains hang from our necks
We got it
This for the people who don’t like me
Just know that I don’t fucking care
Who asked you bitch?
You is square
Like Steve, I’ll dig you under dirt
You a block head so you deserve it
When I’m servin’ up a flurry of consecutive blows 
I’ll punch in the notes
I’ll never say sorry when I break your nose 
Like Aki said “Kon”
She gon' swallow me whole
Bad like Himeno
These girls make me fiendish 
Like a blood devil
I’d give it to Power
Play her like keyboard
I’m high as the moon
This no regular show
My lyricism off the charts
Yeah, I know
Inspired by X and Ski
Rock revenge clothes
I’m yelling out “H”
By the end of my solo!

Lyricist 4
Better lock the door
Lambo’ got butterfly doors
Gunnin’ like Gears of War
Bitch, I put up a score
On the fucking board
Hit up this whore
Now I’m not fuckin’ bored
Lyricist 4
Better lock the door
Lambo’ got butterfly doors
Gunnin’ like Gears of War
Bitch, I put up a score
Lambo’ got butterfly doors
Hit up this whore
Now I’m not fuckin’ bored”

~

Lyricist 4: 💽🟩🟦
Apple Music - https://music.apple.com/us/album/lyricist-4-single/1753458287
Spotify - https://open.spotify.com/album/3mcdXg5oGWkxHBuduTeGdW?si=6N27oay0RfmWqd_5qbBEFg
SoundCloud - https://on.soundcloud.com/WLujrYWa31fFqbhU6
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Credits:
Written by Jacob & Angel Jimenez
Produced & engineered by Jacob Jimenez
Art by Lil 7akey

Lyricist 4 [Prod. L7]

Jake & Ange

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