Renegade

Outside

Rockstar

Down N Out

I Did It (Intro)

Erase Me

Da Fucz Iz Dat

Go Against Me

Deaf Before Dishonor

Always

In Da Trenches

Wish Deaf Upon Me (Outro)

Bad Imagery Instrumental

Remembering, how I feel.
Don't deflate skills

Bad Imagery

Keep It Movin'

Wavy eMotions

Going In

Can't Save Everyone (Skit)

Enjoy Yr Deaf Album Creation

Da Come Up

Enjoy Yr Deaf

Get Shot At (Skit)

Drive By Music

Terrible Advice

Gang Bangin' Music

I Done It (Outro) Instrumental Bonus Track

I Done It (Outro)

Better Days (U.S.S.W)

Dinero of LNL

VERSE 1

Tryna act pretty fly, you ain't seeing the truth

All you see are rumors spread, people ignore the truth.

Eyes see all the things you do

Sit there talk, like I had beef from the things you do 

Maybe it's jealousy, envy came into place.

Wanted to touchme by surprise, saying give me my space.

Didn't trip one time, you though love was blind.

Things going awful, relationships run out of time.

Having female friends, really got to your skin.

Think we had to fuck so we can be a friend.

Attitude, got you thinking bad about me again.

When I know the rules, and think I won't fall into sin.

That's what most the world do is sin.

Why you think people scream don't worry about friends?

Now, we show a light, once we're in the spotlight.

Then wonder why relationships don't come out right.

Hook 2x

At the beginning, it feels alright.

Kodak moments really bring true colors to light

Why you acting pretty fly, hiding things from you sight.

Time to open up your eyes, and stop blocking the light.

Verse 2

I guess a lot of ladies look on the outside.

See a thug image, think badly about guys

But some real niggas, won't give you a black eye.

Now, it's on level surface and serving a purpose

Wanna sit in front of friends, saying your life is perfect

In the club was the life that cats went un-perfect.

Guess it got to your skin, strap up and get lethal.

Now, your home haven something kept away from people.

Won't let your secrets out, bones tossed in the closet.

Then the baby daddy, turns into a straight alcoholic.

Didn't care for their kids, so they grew up unsolid 

They just flying everywhere, turned on auto-pilot.

Wonder why black men can't acquire knowledge.

People look surprise made trips off to college.

Then they knock me down, wanna leave me abolished 

I'm going to make it existence, in your mind and knowledge nigga

Hook 2x

At the beginning, it feels alright.

Kodak moments really bring true colors to light

Why you acting pretty fly, hiding things from you sight.

Time to open up your eyes, and stop blocking the light.

Verse 3 Danero

When I'm gone, she holding on to that taffy.

Soon as I come home, that's when she gets nasty.

But it's only for daddy, yeah, my girl classy

Rub lotion on my bows, if ya boy was ashy.

Ain't gotta ask for nothing, she do it gladly.

Got her spread out nice looking good in those panties.

From the same hood, respect the same rules.

Put it down right, ain't gotta worry about them other dudes.

Tryna have your space, no time to smother you

In the telly, tryna smash, then I hit another room.

If you stash like Oprah, the only way I’mb loving you.

Try to get a nut, then that's enough, then I’m done with you.

That's my point of view, falling in love.

Is something I can't do, can't afford to get my heart broken into two.

Happen once, never again, will I play the fool.

That's why ya boy gonna do what he do.

Hook 2x

At the beginning, it feels alright.

Kodak moments really bring true colors to light

Why you acting pretty fly, hiding things from you sight.

Time to open up your eyes, and stop blocking the light.

Lyrics by Q.U.E. and Dinero of LNL

Acting Pretty Fly f/ Dinero of LNL

0 to 1000

Featuring Quarter Bill-Union
(O.S., B.E.Z, Q.U.E., and Lil Bob Doe)

Hook 8x
Fuck them guys ova there, fuck them guy ova there

(Fuck nigga, you pussy ass nigga)

Verse 1 (B.E.Z.)

Fuck them guys ova there, we over here

Nigga, you ain’t running shit, bitch, blow it out your rear (Bitch please)

No matter what, we’re gonna buck, so even if you bust.

That’s more fun for us, yo.

Knuck if you buck, bitch. When I get the dumping, ain’t no need for all that

Muthafucking ducking then running.

Play the front row, at the wait, like I wasn’t no dummy.

Cause I am a fucking monster, call me beast lockness

Yo, tooly on my hip, you say I’m keeping the peace.

Come to the Bull City, if you thinking I’m weak

Knock your brains on your shoes, tell em, think on his feet.

Cause my team, back me up, like a bunch of Marines.

So fuck me, no fuck you, yeah, I’m going at your neck

Yep, yep, I got the muthafucking tek on my left.

So we throw up middle fingers, till we run out of breath

I say, we throw our middle fingers, till we run out of breath

So, fuck you.

Hook 8x

Fuck them guys ova there, fuck them guy ova there

(Fuck nigga, you pussy ass nigga)

Verse 2 (O.S.)

Fuck em, fuck em. I bet he won't start nothing.

He can go and get all his fuckin friends and all his cousins.

Cause everybody turns casper, when the choppa bustin (bustin)

And I don’t really give a fuck about nothing (nothing)

And I don’t care who saw, young jig saw

Niggas better whoosa, deep breath, dramatic pause.

Run up to quick, so I had to make his muthafucking, teeth click.

Now niggas, think I’m pussy, yeah nigga Heathcliff.

Same cat, your dogs, don’t even want to beef with.

So, blowing your horns, don't flashing your ice, no showing off.

It’ll be flashing lights. I will shoot this nigga, right between the sights.

You’ll lose your leg, or you’ll lose a life.

Which is it, nigga, better choose it right.

I told these niggas, yes, this is devil’s night

Hook 8x

Fuck them guys ova there, fuck them guy ova there

(Fuck nigga, you pussy ass nigga)

Verse 3 (Q.U.E.)

Fuck them guy ova there, I’ll scap a nigga hair.

Feel like running for the mayor, hang em off a bridge from chair.

Muthafuckas, wanna puff up, empty out their air.

Act aggressive, niggas change their name to muppet wrapping cell.

Look at us, like they have a problem.

Them crosshairs have crossed-eyed vision, called problem solver.

Kaleidoscope, feel that nigga face break, didn’t move the king.

Yeah, muthafucka, checkmate, get your shit duck taped.

Put the tater, to his life, fuck hate, show that nigga's life mistake.

Reroute his guts and face, got a problem homeboy.

Make no mistake, shank the nigga, let his guts just fill in the place.

Fuck y’all niggas, all y’all niggas.

Real crafty and sly, they imitate guys, a bitch knows your disguise.

Fill up with lies, that’s how a nigga disappear, get buried, and fried.

Hook 8x

Fuck them guys ova there, fuck them guy ova there

(Fuck nigga, you pussy ass nigga)

Verse 4 (Lil Bob Doe)

I come thru like, move bitch get out the way.

Fuck them guy over there, Quarter Bill, don’t play.

And my black don’t fade, I am a Roc boy, but I am not J. (Not me)

You will have to see a doctor like Dre.

Or better yet, you’ll have to see Anatomy Grey (nigga)

You can’t see words, but watch what you say.

Cause if I pull this SK out, I hope your ass pray (please)

So, just chill for we eat you. I don’t give a fuck bout you or your people’s

Where you stand, I will leave you. Cause I carry around a big ass eagle.

You better be a Family Guy, like Peter.

Like Akon, I have a 9 millimeter. Better yet, you can call her Nina.

Fuck them guys over there, my niggas future, don, divas.

Hook 8x

Fuck them guys ova there, fuck them guy ova there

(Fuck nigga, you pussy ass nigga)

Lyrics by Q.U.E., O.S., B.E.Z., and Lil Bob Doe 2020

F**kni**as (Quarter Bill-Union)

Featuring Clu

Verse 1 (Clu)

On a scale from 1 to 10, picture me winning.

Already witness hell, I suffer from sinning.

Fake pretenders, always, keep on pretending.

Until a nigga loose cannon, pop off and spin it.

I take the good with the bad, picture me sad.

I make sure I do whatever it takes to have.

I gotta get it how I get it. It’s still all good.

I’ll pop your melon off, hollow tips will lift up the hood.

It would be nice to get up, keep wishing you could.

A lesson is a lesson taught, you understood.

I bet you joy gives you pain, from under the pressure.

Like it’s hot in Chinchilla, in the warmest weather.

Who shot ya?

Was a message sent through the letter

Get knocked out of the sky, put a float to your feather.

Popping wheelies, with mack millies, I’ll take over Phillies.

I’ll kill anyone of pussies if niggas don’t feel me.

Hook 8x

Is it true, I’ma boss playa (Is it true)

Verse 2 (Q.U.E.)

Fuck the bullshit you talk, I got shit in the chalk.

Bitch nigga, wanna walk, between your eyes like a hawk.

Let the nigga try to play me.

You fuck boys are crazy, acting real lazy, these babies from the 80’s

Came from the 90’s, the life of a thug.

Fuck hearing it in music, you faggots get rugged.

Try to box me up, muthafuckas, get drugged.

Get their face drugged, through the mud, dirt roll a muthafucka.

Cheap shots, put them boys in red like chicken pox.

Speak from that big hole, in your face, tryna feel the shit that I’m kicking.

Bojangles ass niggas, famous chicken and biscuits.

What y’all niggas wanna brawl, I’ll murder y'all fuck niggas.

Have your face looking scared, with your finger on the trigger.

I’m a crazy nigga, been a gentleman at first.

You muthafuckas wanna be put under dirt. (I can make it happen).

Hook 8x

Is it true, I’ma boss playa (Is it true)

Verse 3 (Clu)

I’m back again, I’m writing with a black pen

And I just might mentally offend you and your best friend.

I’ve been thug out since the age I was 10.

Niggas hated on me, but I never smiled with a grin.

A lot of niggas, they pussy, they don’t like me.

Running their mouth, scared to approach, but won’t fight me.

So, I give em a clip, just like Spike Lee.

Dick in your mouth, running around, just like your wifey.

Hating don’t excite me. I hate for a nigga to imitate, but fake.

Tryna be like me, that shit is unlikely.

For me to go against the code of dishonor, period with a comma.

Stop, don’t go past that, cause I’ll bomb ya.

I’m like the ocean, full of gators, sharks, and piranhas.

I camouflage, in the desert, with Osama.

Beefing with me, you better bring your click if you wanna.

Hook 8x

Is it true, I’ma boss playa (Is it true)

Lyrics by Q.U.E. and Clu
 

 

 

 

 



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