Rising Again (Ruff Mix) produced by Cecil Patrick Tso of An Illustrated Mess

Fun Key produced by Kite 9D3

Keep Waitin' produced by Nightbreed

Light up the top after soaking the cloth
right at your spot I will throw a molotov
keep my name outcha mouth I won't bother you at all
this is standard protocol how to roast a hogg
Mic Hogg safe to say I don't like you dog 
call the Guiness Book you are the world's largest diaper log
cuz you stay on that big baby shit
I could hit you in the face and you wouldn't raise a fist
backed down in a millisec you were quick to jet
ran home and transformed into a gangster on the internet
talkin how choppin up rocks and poppin dem glocks
when I got in your face you did not wanna box
he wants to name drop I see you're pussy like a shaved twat 
I'll make lightning strike 90 times in the same spot
turn your raps to ash like a pack of Black and Milds 
natural with the style put and apple in his mouth
roast'em over an open fire til he's passing out
cuz I aint feeling 99% of what you rap about
your shit is bubble gum the type to run when trouble come
just when you think I'm done hit you with another one
(Hook x2)
This panzee looks at anything manly as evil 
lookin like Janet Reno had a seed with Danny Devito
I will damage this weasal who can't manage his ego
think we just solved the case of the vanishing cheetos
weak chump how dare you try to speak junk
I'll eat you for lunch after smoking you like free blunts
keep frontin you aint sayin nothin 
Flagstaff ragamuffin lookin like a bag of stuffing
coward without a spine I'm devouring your mind
I'm like telephone poles connecting powerful lines
They call him Mic Hogg cuz he don't listen too often
................ cuz yall know how those bitches be talkin
you kiss ass just to be a likeable person
the type to curse me cuz you'll never be nicer with verses
precise like a surgeon when I'm slicin your person
each word connects like Mike Tyson writing in cursive
(Hook x2)
You aint down homes you're just a brown nose
you wear the clown shoes everyone in town knows
he tells people I went over to the dark force 
but ladies who sleep with Harry Potter get the hogg warts
brush your teeth your breath smells like dog farts
suckin off the powers that be that's what you call art?
lame chump you define fakin the funk 
when you talk your mouth looks like a fat lady's cunt
go fetch Doug Quick his lunch and C Rayz his blunts
don't forget to hug Kip Killagains nuts at once
I see through your act like an empty glass pitcher
need to change your stage name to emcee ass kisser
talk down on me to young emcees but never bust a move
might've touched a lot of beats but have never krushed a groove
I feel sorry for all of those kids that you teach 
they got a wack ass emcee who don't practice what he preach

How To Roast A Hogg produced by Sin

War On Pops produced by The Disciple (R.I.P. Jacob E. Malafis March 28, 1995 - June 14, 2016)

Do What You Do produced by Transfer ft. Meelo 63

Keep Pushin produced by Chance Tressler Ft. Doc Balladay and Faded Buddah

For all of our people locked up and everyone getting fucked by this crooked system!

Love For Them produced by HB Productions w/ King Reign and Alfredo Ulibarri

Flagstaff, AZ produced by The Disciple

By Kite 93 ft. Transfer , Antro, Def-I, Kite 93, Che Christ, Liaison, Bronze Candidate, Optimal

Don't Make You A Hero Ft.Transfer produced by Glad2Mecha

Action ft. Benny BrownCoat, Transfer, Context produced by The Disciple

Once The Way produced by The Disciple

ALIEN NATION LYRICS 
Peace'll get you killed
front row seat at the freak show till you get your fill!
crunch those teeth blood'll spill beneath the soldier's heel
what's the deal?
But you won't feel it till it hits then you'll know it's real!
global tyranny but aint nobody hearing me!
it's a cold world but there's not a drop of fear in me
yall lulled into a false sense of paradise
while the wealthy live off of us like parasites!
and the thought police tell us how we ought to speak
time for some action all your coffee shop talk is cheap
we all fail to heed the ominous warning
thinking tomorrow's guaranteed 
we're not promised the morning!
and all you bitter groups bitching like some Hitler youth
quick to persecute a human when we try to spit the truth!
Fuck the institute and all you blind conformists
frontin like your safe cuz you hide behind this fortress!
Hook
I hate to send you gloom but we face impending doom
only when the last natural resource has been consumed
will you see the truth of the evil that you do
be a good slave tend to your master's wound
planet forsaken as we face annihilation
as you turn a blind eye to human's rights violations
claiming to be "Woke" when yall barely awakened
this is oblivion we're livin in a Alien Nation
And you can try an hide behind your religion
until all our minds live in this societal prison
yall remain silent to the slaughter of innocence
thinkin that clean drinkin water is limitless!
you feign outrage we rage against the machine
Who will die? Who will survive? that remains to be seen!
while you salute this totalitarian regime
enjoy it as they're poisoning the air that we breathe
and the water we drink and the food that we eat
look elsewhere if you only wanna groove to a beat!
cuz I came to state the record as this needle keeps skippin
in the nation of oppression leavin eagles imprisoned
these words are my weapon hopin people will listen
but you refuse to make a move 
without these demons permission!
instead of doing what you can to improve our position
you choose to be a victim to this human condition
(Hook)
All you cry bullies analyzing my diction
create discord and suspicion providing this friction
to divide us like a splitting wedge with minor convictions
being deaf, dumb and blind is now a timeless tradition!
white nigga providin speech trigger your anxiety
an outsider livin on the fringes of society!
I can feel the heartlessness in all your petty arguments
as we're ripped apart like garments by deadly armaments
split into factions by weapons of mass distraction
livin on this slippery slope graspin for traction
label me a has been... bring up my past sins
as our children's future gets thrown into the trash bin!
cuz I'm known to shred'em with colloquialism 
with zero respect for colonialism!
yall accuse me of "isms" yall producing this schism
suppressin inconvenient truth is what you do for this system!

Alien Nation by Transfer produced by The Disciple

Richa produced by Kite 9D3

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