GHUA - DON'T KNOW

You’re new favorite trans rapper, and i’m only 16 🤭

Cover art made by JAKARI

I’m getting sneaky with the drops like I pickpocket
I’ve been big launching, I dip Bombas and piss rockets
I been hot since like 6, the only click that you get
Is when you put down the pen, and get to shit-talkin’

I’m steady clean as a bitch, so I been dirty wit’ it
‘Til 21, I’ma Savage, so I keep murderin’ shit
When 21, hit the curb, I get to bourbon sippin’ 
And then I’m fly as a bird, yeah I get that curler flippin’

I let em question my motive, I got some bigger fish
Like when I light up the reefer and let the swisher hit
I got ‘em flippin on the rec, get ‘em an airbag
That boy turned off his SnapMap, I got ‘em airtagged

I’m straight fienin’ for blood, like I’m im Twilight
But I got lit off the bud, now I despise guys
And It’s crazy how they really keep talkin’
My best advice, bitch shut and up and keep what? 

Holon-

Walkin’
Walkin’
Bitch, shut up keep walkin’
I tell ‘em keep walkin’
Bitch, shut up keep-
I tell ‘em keep walkin’
Bitch, shut up keep walkin’
I tell ‘em keep walkin’
Bitch, shut up keep!-

They cue the lights, then I pull up no problem
The stick blast off, they shake, but no Harlem
My hype bitch behind me like “Don’t harm ‘em!”
But give em generational trauma when I pull up his postpartum 
This shit stardom, and I don’t fuck with toying with ‘em, this ain’t McFarland 
I get to kickin at my feet, when some shit started, I’m too guarded 
The ink specialize in staining the dark-hearted 

But don’t play wit’ me
You ain’t really safe wit’ me
If they turnin on my notches, know got the safe with me 
Bestie in the back wit’ a BBL, she might grab a DRAC/Drake with me 
We let it spray silly
Fuck you trynna say to me?

My Boy a Certified Lover, it’s like he Drake with me
He N 2 DEEP, I tell ‘em Pipe Down or Knives Talk, you know I got the blade wit’ me
I feel like wayne really 
Introduce ‘em to the lolipop, Sucker For Pain Ahh!

(Hook)
 
Young K.B:

Most people pushing thirty, and steady ain’t even grown yet
Had to grow at fourteen, been steady getting my own bread
Been about the music long before K.B was born and-
I’ma live forever It’s gonna be on my stonehenge
Whoops, I mean Headstone
How the fuck is all my bread gone?
Gotta get some more, keep it a stack, thats on my dead mom
Thinking I’m a joke a phony, best believe you’re dead wrong
Just bought myself a pound of stank, I gotta get my meds on

Fuckin’ around while I’m driving round town
They calling me it, but I’m never a clown
Always be shining, you cant put me down
The jealousy, envy and hate draws a crowd
But the fake get exposed and the real persevere
That’s why I’m still standing and you are not here
The spotlights are going, you look like a deer
This is my lane, so just stay over here
Got all these packs, but I’m never a dealer
Staying like Mike Jack, always a thriller 
Fuck them, deuce, I’ma need four-wheelers Contemplate killing, but I’m not no killa 
Young K.B, gotta shine stay realler 
All of my haters, I block get rid off 
I know this shit not, me its bigger 
I’ll never stop ‘til I make ten figures

KEEP WALKIN' (Feat. Young K.B)

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Type Timing

I’m running,
I’m running in place,
I’m running,
I’m running in place,
I’m running,
I’m running in place,
I’m running,

I’m running,
I’m running in place,
I’m chasing a dream,
One that I’ve never seen,
Been awake for some days,
Or really some years,
I rarely rest, my weary head,
I hold it high out of pride,
The smile on it is fake,
My stomach howling, it aches,
The whole body in pain,
A deep rot in my brain,
Had it since I was a child,
My feelings slip in the void,
I often trip when annoyed,
Tend to lash out of anger,
Pram ain’t holding no toys,
Death be holding my hand,
I feel his grip getting tighter,
As seconds drip in the sand,
Wonder if I got a year, 
A couple months, fore I land,
Inside the middle,
Where Mother Natures existence is banned,
I lived a life where I feared no man,
But phobic of the inevitable abyss that’s planned,
Prior to light hitting iris, my biggest fear is silence,
What lies past the end of the road,
I don’t know, and so,

I’m running,
I’m running in place,
I’m running,
I’m running in place,
I’m running,
I’m running in place,
I’m running,

to chase a dream

[pre-verse]

deep
deep in my thoughts, deep in the pain,
deep,
deep in the debt, my own mistakes,
deep,
deeper the pit of my self hate,
deep,
deeper depression, it’s self made,
deep,
deeper the reasons i self medicate,
deep,
deep in decisions i let vegetate,
deep,
deeper in thinking as i still hesitate,
on when deep is too deep,
too steep to try escape,

[verse]

too deep to find a way to climb out the bottom,
haunted by the past relationships,
have left my heart rotten,
at the point where the trauma of broken trust,
keep calling my name,
why i ain’t share trust with anybody the same,
i wanted to kill myself a long time ago,
visions of that path'll manifest,
old sayings that stab at flesh,
told myself im A okay, when i ain’t,
cracks forming on my psyche, 
as i try grab the paint,
i play a game with the bottle i grasp,
should i sip, should i not?
like flower petals on grass,
i laid on as a child whilst i played with,
my emotions, still weighing scales on this potion,
take it in, pour it out, take it in, pour it out,
this shit ain’t ever no hokey pokey,
i aint turn my life around just yet,
flirting with success,
always been so self conscious,
why i’m afraid to take a step, still
 
[pre-chorus]

deep,
deep in my thoughts, deep in the pain,
deep,
deep in the debt, my own mistakes,
deep,
deeper the pit of my self hate,
deep,
deeper depression, it’s self made,
deep,
deeper the reasons i self medicate,
deep,
deep in decisions i let vegetate,
deep,
deeper in thinking as i still hesitate,
on when deep is too deep,
too steep to try escape,

[chorus]

now i'd, get lost,
tryna find my way out
tryna find my way out
tryna find my way out,
why’d i, get lost,
tryna find my way out
tryna find my way out
tryna find my way out 
(crawling back to you)

[verse 2]

deep inside the pill bottle,
fake a smile, deep inside my heart,
i still feel hollow,
deep regrets of my yesterday,
stain every tomorrow that i have,
the present day a blur,
barely remember words in a verse,
even minutes after writing it down,
the flow slipping off the beat,
despite how it sounds, i still hate it,
friends claiming the tracks still banging,
wouldn’t believe em even if i had training,
we speak the same language,
yet don’t understand what they’re saying,
that’s mainly cause i’m blocking it out,
every negative thought made,
still jotting it down,
diary reminding me about,
all the times that i’ve drowned,
instead of swam,
the tide sweeping me away again,
i ran, 
instead of facing problems in my way again,
the sands, of time, still etched deep in my mind,
telling me that imma sink before i fly,
why i’m,

[outro]

deep
deep in my thoughts, deep in the pain,
deep,
deep in the debt, my own mistakes,
deep,
deeper the pit of my self hate,
deep,
deeper depression, it’s self made,
deep,
deeper the reasons i self medicate,
deep,
deep in decisions i let vegetate,
deep,
deeper in thinking as i still hesitate,
on when deep is too deep,
too steep to try escape,



the deep ft drew saunders

[Intro]

rise up..
rise up..

[verse]

i rest my mind, till i find,
final resting place,
what an interesting case,
of the blues, shift my mood,
shift my weight i groove to the tunes,
i make, lifts my face, 
grin stretched from ear to ear,
as i appear to clear my mental state,
test my lines, hit rewind,
rewrites, how i spend my days,
im head to head with fate,
but i choose to do a slow jive,
step to step with death,
on my own time,
destined to stretch my steps,
beyond my own life,
hone my, craft, on streets,
i’d blast, this heat, just stress relief,
death sentences if you step to me,
too many screws in my head top free,
too many truths to be blind as these other man,
plain followers, main stay borrowers,
culture cache cash cow came grovelling,
better meep meep tryna outrun these drums,
bad apples too close to my tree stump,
bad manors get you croaked on the street cuz,
these man follow close to the preacher,
but ain’t read a page of the scripture,
reason why they stay with a heater,


[hook]

some days i might crash out..
some days i might crash out..
bruddas say “go get cash now”
bruddas need brand new cash cow
some days i might crash out..
some days i might crash out..
bruddas say “go get cash now”
bruddas need brand new cash cow
x2

crash out

prod. (@NOVAFLED)
mix. (@rivrpersn)

Lyrics:

I’m really sorry for my fuck shit, I know I’m a prollem’
I’ve been through shit that won’t leave me no more, It’s down to follow
I really dealt with my seething and left a shell of hollow
But I got pride enough to fill some enemies with hollows
With every pill I swallow
I down another, another ‘til I see empty bottles
Then I think mother and brother would hate to see me wallow
But I’ve been runnin’ from somethin’ so I just hit the throttle
And get to gunnin’ and gunnin’ ‘til everything can fossil
Into my mind as it hits me and leaves me horizontal
My heart is screaming at me begging me to be a peace to ‘em
But they pullin’ up mischievous, I put a piece to ‘em
And shoot until I can see through ‘em
I’m not the type of person harping to be mean to ‘em
Product of environment, look up for some inspiring 
A tyrant was filling up my eyelids
Now i’m Billie goated but don’t talk about an Eilish
Bitch I rip it stylish 
More than my t-shirt, bitch I’m skirting Irish
Only thing that’s faster than the rev is burning mileage 
I’ma’ beat it mean ‘cuz I’m tired of the kindness
Then take ‘em to the singing while I question what my life is and cry, shit

Oh, where do I go
I ain’t built to deal with this shit no more
Packing my shit and bitch I’m out the door
Fuck, bitch

(ISSBROKIE)

Illest yet
Droppin’ out the internet 
I don’t mean no disrespect, but y’all cant ‘een begin to step up to me 
It’s a disconnect 
Y’all get rarely shown respect, that’s ‘cuz you barely flow at best
I’m the goat, they re-elect me every time I’m on the decks
Man I been so hungry for this shit you’d think I’m anorexic 
Way I spit
Think I was born to flex it through these vocal reps
Other rappers born to pee they bed as soon they peep the specs
Eat a beat like breakfast, soon as I’m awake I beat my chest
Rappers can’t compete to how I speak 
They barely comprehend 
I’m frequently OD like meth or opioids…
Flows I got is copious
And most MCs is copin’ with the fact a hoe as dope as this ain’t already the goat
Opinion told me I’m the coldest bitch my city
bro its obvious
All these cats is floppin’ when they drop, they sound like Morbius
Diamonds look the soapiest, I’m tellin hoes It’s over bitch
I’m blockin’ cats from gettin on the net like It’s a goalie kick
ISSBROKIE BITCH! >:3

BREAK! (ft. ISSBROKIE) (prod. NOVÂFLED)

MOVE ON

TALKTOME

Mijn visie en missie is misschien een stretch.
Maar als je dit zie en mijn shit zie, dan weet je ik snatch.
Maar ik wist niet of misschien dat 19s mij catch.
Maar als 50s en 6 feet jouw missie is, dan bet.
Want ik ben een fucking machine, net Adam Smasher met de spec.
Ik weet dat je gaat leanen, en drop gelijk een hele mag.
Ik weet niemand gaat zien en, je laat em los op mijn back.
Geen bloed Quote on quote "clean" en, je snatch gelijk de Cadillac.
Dat waren de kaarten die ik had gekregen.
Een skull en een wapen, die pakte mijn leven.
Ik zag geen gevaren en ik was gebleven.
Hij pull dan een wapen, en bloed op de pavement.
Ze rijden met full speed en blijf bumperkleven.
Ze kijken waar ik fiets en dan gaan ze tracen.
Ze horen mijn muziek en haat gaat hun baiten.
Welkom bij nul tien in nul twee, mijn angstige leven.

Produced by @Kazamichan
https://soundcloud.com/kazamichan/capelle-2002-instrumental-3

Capelle 2002

Liminal Spaces

(Jong Klote Rotterdammer) 22 jarige rapper van Rotterdam & maakt iets (denk ik)
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Alle beats zijn geproduced door: https://soundcloud.com/kazamichan (Behalve sommigen van ROT, TER, de Voor De Lol volumes, en niks van South Side Sleeper & Late Night Vapors)

Capelle 2002

Jong Klote Rotterdammer

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