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Caution (TWORAW Warning)Prod by. Cxdy

Prod By. Van Workum

Lyrics:
Money coming in, so tall, can't bag it
Had to move different, I ain't like it how I had it
Y'all wanna sleep, I hustle, out of habit
It look just like magic, keep it coming, automatic
Keep it coming, gotta have it
Add it up, mathmatics
Pray to god nothing happen, I ain't tryna go back
Y'all wanna sleep, I hustle, out of habit
It look just like magic, keep it coming, automatic
 
Verse 1

Keep it coming automatic, every beat man, I be snapping
From the bottom, never had shit
Shooting shit just like the Mavericks
Holy Ghost him, Lenny Kravitz
Tryna make it with this rapping
Punchlines going harder than anything you'd imagine
Breaking bedrock with these bars, you would think that Thanos was snapping
I want money nigga, at least thirty bands homie
I gotta stack it brick by brick, just like Will told me
Oh you can get smacked up like Chris, if you dissing up on me
So please don't do this, you gone have to run out the country
Cuz I'll hunt a nigga down, I got that Odin in me
And if you owe me money, boy that Nina coming with me
Cuz the pump kick back to strong, something like Dirk Nowitzki
 
Chorus

Money coming in, so tall, can't bag it
Had to move different, I ain't like it how I had it
Y'all wanna sleep, I hustle, out of habit
It look just like magic, keep it coming, automatic
Keep it coming, gotta have it
Add it up, mathmatics
Pray to god nothing happen, I ain't tryna go back
Y'all wanna sleep, I hustle, out of habit
It look just like magic, keep it coming, automatic
 
Verse 2

Got to stack it every minute, want two thousand every day
I'll put a bullet right up in it, if he talking out his face
I don't care about what you say, got to get it every way
A nine to five wasn't working, don't got nothing much to say
Man I come straight from the jungle, I'm used to all of you snakes
I'm on point just like a bee, I swear nigga you could get ate
Quick to X out all of you niggas, I guess I'm Triple H
Then tell your bitch to suck on this dick, she do it in your face
Never been the one to care about niggas who talking tough
If you think you bullet proof, pussy boy come try your luck
Baby boy you get smoked like Snoop, if you think to fire it up
I'll cover your ass in red, then change your name to firetruck
 
Chorus

Money coming in, so tall, can't bag it
Had to move different, I ain't like it how I had it
Y'all wanna sleep, I hustle, out of habit
It look just like magic, keep it coming, automatic
Keep it coming, gotta have it
Add it up, mathmatics
Pray to god nothing happen, I ain't tryna go back
Y'all wanna sleep, I hustle, out of habit
It look just like magic, keep it coming, automatic

AutoMatic ft. Zyriae Ganapin

A challenge from KyleBeats on YT to rap over one of his beats.

Lyrics:
I got to show out for the one time
Doing this shit since the 7th grade lunch line
Leave any beat looking just like some Pork Rinds
Don't need a site, man I got my own punchlines
Don't need a app, all my lyrics authentic
These rappers be talking, acting like some critics
But don't write they own, so can't talk about lyrics
They talk about mixing, get bodied by snippets
Demon time like I'm Kane, so soon as I enter, you gone see some flames
I mixed chemicals to change the game, so like Fort Miner, remember the name
Not from DC, but I'm bringing the Bane, to poison rappers, who just ruin the game
I'm a different breed from these lames, not a normal dog, man my bite is Insane
I'm the best out of Memphis, rappers can't touch me, I'm really gifted
Mike Conley, #1 straight from Memphis, hope you understood the way that I flipped it
From bottom, had to build my own bridges, almost broke, so I had to rebuild it
If you from the M, well then maybe you'll get it
If you not, then mind your business

Kill This (Prod By. KyleBeats)

This is not a full song. It's just a little challenge.

Lyrics:
Here's the story, of a rap fiend, with no glory
Fourteen lost up in the blue, and I ain't talking Dory
Surrounded by some crazy people, life was getting gory
He couldn't take it, stepped out of the world, just like Rick & Morty
Eighteen separated from the wildlife, turned him to an animal
He don't know what heartbeats sound like
Straight from the bottom where he started, he know it sounds right
So play your cards wrong, and you'll end up in the ground like
 
So don't play no games with me, ain't valued my life since a very young teen
But I'm still living on for the ones that love me, and I'm still living on for my brother lucky
 
They don't understand the pain that he goes through
Ran from the faults, then he blamed them all on you
Trying to fit in, beating niggas in school
He was trying to fit in, beating niggas in school
They don't understand the pain that he goes through
Ran from the faults, then he blamed them all on you
Trying to fit in, beating niggas in school
He was trying to fit in, beating niggas in school

Runaway Prod By. KyleBeatss

Produced by Awake Beats

Socials:
https://twitter.com/RealKHKTre
https://www.instagram.com/realkhktre/
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCa-RF9p2f3pedHoS37xZaCA

Lyrics:
Put instrumentals in a casket, I'm a dead beat
I'm sonning all of these rappers, they still ain't seeing me
My punchlines and wordplay is kind of hard to meet
Don't entertain no beef, cause your putting your life at steak with T
 
I'll break your bones and then toss you into a garbage can
Or we can keep it rap like the tops of a fucking Taliban
I just make music to do it, man I don't need no friends
So keep your little dissing to yourself, I am not one of them
I really do this, yes I'm a student, of any music
I want to be the very best, here's something extra to it
I want to be the very best, like Pokémon music
I want to be the very best, yes I'm Khaled Jr
I don't care where I'm at right now, I'm worried about my future
Never care about your little pussy, only about who truer
Here's a lesson to some niggas, talking like they shooters
Time to move in silence, just like the H when you saying hooters
Y'all don't understand real G's move in silence
But you'll use the phrase, just to pretend that you violent
I've seen through your ways, nigga you are not that guy and
You need to pipe down, you won't do no tops like Rodman's
 
Put instrumentals in a casket, I'm a dead beat
I'm sonning all of these rappers, they still ain't seeing me
My punchlines and wordplay is kind of hard to meet
Don't entertain no beef, cause your putting your life at steak with T
 
No way around my wants, not the logo on Looney Tunes
I'm way outside the box, I already destroyed the cubicle
I'm tired of saying shit, like I'll spin the block like a Rubics Cube
But that's just what you like, so I got to just give the shit to you
I'm bad at it, I can rap just like im stupid too
But I like writing certain music, I guess that's not for you
So get off of my page if you don't like hearing the truth
I am not like these other fake bastards, nah man I ain't with it
Is you a rapper or you a music maker, see there's a difference
When you rapping you put your heart into it, your whole soul
Making music, you just throw out shit hoping that you blow
You don't think about the words, you more stuck up in the flow

Metaphors

Andrejs Grustāns

For the Reddit Cypher in r/makinghiphop

Lyrics:
I'll never claim to be a BARbarian, cause to me? That shit is corny
But I thought "What the hell" if I go and murder this cypher
So I'm not a barbarian, dawg, I'm more of a Targaryen
Cause I got plenty fire, both verbal & when I'm airing it
Bro yall got plenty liars, so tell me why is you arrogant?
Tre used that family name, so these rappers thinking they clapping em
Don't let the bitch in you get you killed, Robert Baratheon
Y'all just be bores on the beat, I swear I'm like a Dragon and
You gonna get that reference, when you listen to this back and then
You realize I'm the best to ever do this, that's the simple truth
You wave some metal at me, babyboy you gone get smoked like snoop
You lift your hands up at me, and my arms gone turn into a noose
I'll pull the life up out you, yeah my bars literally though the roof
And they won't even catch that scheme, my lyrics way too tight
Like when it won't fit in the head, it'll change your life
And I can body any beat like this, just pay the price, yeah

Reddit Cypher (Prod. Andrejs Grustāns)

A song I wrote out when I just wanted to talk about multitude of topics. As such, you may find a lack of a singular "topic" for this song, hence the name No Topic.

No Topic

My Release

Battling Legends  Unofficial Battles - J.R. Lion Vs. KHK Tre

7 Minute Drill Remix

Snapchat: kingtrevon1
Instagram: khktre
Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/khk_savage
Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCez87Kidt8OitrwL527ljoQ
Rappad: https://www.rappad.co/users/KHK_Tre

Lyrics:
I Been Gone For A Lil Bit
Try Me Man I Swear You Get A Full Clip
Try Some Foo Shit, You Get Blown Like A Fuse Bitch
Quick To Set Shots Off Any-Ball Pool Shit
I Been Gone For A Lil Bit
Try Me Man I Swear You Get A Full Clip
Try Some Foo Shit, You Get Blown Like A Fuse Bitch
Quick To Set Shots Off Any-Ball Pool Shit

Back To Killing Beats, Thats What Im Best At
Im Climbing To The Top For My Title Like A Ladder Match
Heat Yo Top And Put Flame Down Like Some Candle Wax
Try Me With The Strap, And I Swear Its Blowing Like A Sax
No Nigga Been Through What I Been Through
Fuck Around, Like A Series Get Discontinued
YouTube How I Come With The Clips What A Preview
A Preview is what this verse was to you fools, next verse
time to force facts into the brain of you dudes
who refuse to listen to the problems of life in unique views
That we brewed, I'll remind you one more time for the new dudes


I Been Gone For A Lil Bit
Try Me Man I Swear You Get A Full Clip
Try Some Foo Shit, You Get Blown Like A Fuse Bitch
Quick To Set Shots Off Any-Ball Pool Shit
I Been Gone For A Lil Bit
Try Me Man I Swear You Get A Full Clip
Try Some Foo Shit, You Get Blown Like A Fuse Bitch
Quick To Set Shots Off Any-Ball Pool Shit
I Been Gone For A Lil Bit
Try Me Man I Swear You Get A Full Clip
Put That Clip Through Ur Chest, Till It's The Size Of A Pool Bitch
Then Go Back To Todorki Chillin, That's Sum Icy Cool Shit

Alotta niggas brain dead now, that's what the weed do
If we run then you shoot, if we stay then you shoot
What you expect us to do, when these officers harass us
Don't say "Leave it in the past bruh, all that shit is passed us"
We both know that ain't true, here's a fair warning to you
If you pull a gun on me, I'ma be the first to shoot
I refuse to be peaceful for my entire fucking life
Just for people to take it, despite the fact I didn't start a strife
I shouldn't have to say it, the earth like a frog taking snake bite
I'm not submitting for you to take my life, I'm not admitting two wrongs can make a right
I'm saying the walls that we've built between lives, gotta go
For a common goal to get reached in the time of one's life
Violence? I Don't like it
And I do my best to fight it, despite the fact I write it
I just write it, cause that's the way u niggas like it
But no more after this, if you a rapper saying stupid shit
Fuck Clout, you can expect a diss, Gawd.

Brain Dead Prod. By Yung Tago

Snapchat: kingtrevon1
Instagram: khktre
Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/khk_savage
Youtube: www.youtube.com/channel/UCez87Kidt8OitrwL527ljoQ
Rappad: www.rappad.co/users/KHK_Tre

Lyrics:
[Chorus]
I'm from south Memphis, bitch nigga u can get it
I'm from South Memphis, we also called that shit the trenches
But u don't care, cuz that life u ain't ever lived it
And tbh associated with niggas missing

[Verse 1]
I'm a stand up motherfucka, bullets will burn you jus like some rubber
Or I call my brother, he get hoovas on you
And get u popped just like a bubble
I'm a quiet nigga, I like to be to myself
But bullets can be yo diet, u built like the ears on an elf
Start a riot, then it's up there like a book on the shelf
Yo mama crying, like a baby, she gone need sum1 help
Bullets was flying like a dragon, all the heat that u felt
You like guns, then you die by one, call it fatal attraction
I know niggas who be pistol packing and they Neva lackin
You know niggas who be dick sucking
With they booty clapping
So don't try to tell that u bout any type of action
Niggas seem to forget, that that Uzi it stay glued to me
It's true to me, while you niggas be Team Umi-zumi
A bunch of fake characters, made up for a role
But like the ghost rider, through your eyes
I can see ur soul, sike my nigga that shit is sold
That's why you will never hold a candle to me
Jason Vorhees to u little whores on these beats

[Chorus]
I'm from south Memphis, bitch nigga u can get it
I'm from South Memphis, we also called that shit the trenches
But u don't care, cuz that life u ain't ever lived it
And tbh associated with niggas missing

[Verse 2]
Kicking a donkey named after me, is the closest thing you'll ever get to kicking my ass
40 bang, then u crash, like u tipped over the glass
A dump from my ass over ya Brain Matter on the floor, to see how u think my shit is trash
Punch lines hitting hard, sonic boom fist from flash
Make you leave this planet, I'll Kryptonian yo ass
Make you live on the moon, then I piccolo that trash nigga
Me and Nina? Lilo & Stitch
The 3rd wheel? Bullets, I keep a full clip
Dissing Memphis? Dead, that's how you'll end up bitch
And it don't gotta be me, that's how the 901 rock
or we can put the guns down and box
Cuz on yo set nigga, you better show some respect
Not epic rap battles, but I'm still asking who's next
Gawd

South Memphis

South Memphis (Prod By. Syndrome)

I be rapping.

Lyrics:
I'm forcing lines? You forced that entire track
Like a bitch with long hair, who getting hit from the back
Let's see if you caught that, hold up
how is it, you still talking this shit
when rappad punchlines is all you can think of in
that unhatched butterfly brain u carrying
your body is something your friends will carry in
the morgue when yo ass get popped
this aint megan the stallion when I leave this pussy wet and shot
you are not up in my league, I am in a higher tier
i am something you should fear, combat fatigue in ur lungs is all that I can hear
When you try to spit them raps, how u say all I do is lie?
When you lying in that rap, what family I got in boston?
Tell me when I kill u there, like u george parkman
Then over your corpse, I'm walking
On your grave, I'm stomping
I'll punch you in your throat, and rip out your vocal cords to show the way you talking
Is not a voice that should be used for recording
Fuck your Warning Shots nigga, that shit was boring
Don't make me lift this four, and trade your life with something from Forex
I won't lie, it's kinda scary how u can die anyday, like it's tom and jerry
I won't care when you die, you tom and im jerry
Then hit ur body with random shit, like its tom and jerry
Better ask bodybag, better ask godlyraps, better ask JuzTrae
you can ask all them cats, what the fuck happens, when I get to snapping
this would kill thanos, an unbalanced rap it's just, crazy how you think you can match
I'm not even trying, and u still got overlapped
If you try to diss again, the Grim Reaper coming back
Ask Norstar what I do, when the reaper on the track.

No Emotion Prod. By Cxdy

"I just stay humble till I gotta show that savage in me" - Polo G

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