BLACK CHERRY FT. TRAP DYLAN (Prod. CRCL)

Razor Blades (feat. 6a6ayaga)

ON THE HUNT

High-Energy, fast flows, genius wordplay. This track's about my team falling apart & taking on the DIY artist role. 

Produced / mixed / mastered / written by yours truly

Airplane Mode

Blokkaveli, Chapter 2

Blokka $olo - BLACK CHERRY (feat. Trap Dylan)[Slowed Version]

I need me a bottle of Jack 
Yo bitch swallowing that 
They like 
“ICE yo, you way too nice so why don’t you follow me back?”
I need me a bottle of Jack 
Yo bitch swallowing that 
They like 
“ICE yo, you way too nice so why don’t you follow me back?”

I don’t wanna see yo pics on the gram 
What I said in the past, yea they still don’t understand
Stick to the program, got the world in my hand 
Watch the time go by, they get lost in the sand 
This is my life and I’m taking control 
You slacking off and it’s taking a toll 
I blame it on Satan if i make this gold 
And I blame it on god for forsaking my soul 
ICE walk around like a bastard
Bout to blow up like a nuclear reactor 
I just do me, play my part like a actor 
Makes sense you would talk shit when my back turned
We ain’t on the same wavelength, I won’t answer
You can not enter this realm with no password 
imma go to hell, you can ask any pastor 
Walk in and I cause a disaster 
What

I need me a bottle of Jack 
Yo bitch swallowing that 
They like 
“ICE yo, you way too nice so why don’t you follow me back?”
I need me a bottle of Jack 
Yo bitch swallowing that 
They like 
“ICE yo, you way too nice so why don’t you follow me back?”

No they so jaded they complain 
Say faded ain’t texting me back 
No They so shady they complacent 
[All they empathy lack?]
No They all hating burn with hades 
They will certainly sit, 
No They don’t get it, 
I can’t state it, 
But I’m certain of it 
I been a baby since i was created, I admit it no cap, 
Some things regreted but I’d never wish that I ever Go back 
I been a sailor seven seas, and I been hittin the deck 
I hit a cig on the four seasons then I’m spitting some sick, 
I can not comprehend this shit, 
Come back again like a Visit 
Closing up shop like a Business 
Ship me out to an Island like a misfit
Wake up me Up with my Eyelids as a prison  
Get me out of this hybrid, that we live in, 
Maybe I’m seeing the wrong Ceiling 
But I bet I’m in the right Building 

I need me a bottle of Jack 
Yo bitch swallowing that 
They like 
“ICE yo, you way too nice so why don’t you follow me back?”
I need me a bottle of Jack 
Yo bitch swallowing that 
They like 
“ICE yo, you way too nice so why don’t you follow me back?”

BOTTLE O’ JACK w/ FADED FRANCIS (PROD. FADED FRANCIS)

[Verse 1: Codeine Kiss]
Popping adderall, I feeling my head numb
Sometimes I wanna dying, to my breathe start stop
Remember when I trying pour my fucking blood
Now all this fucking time seems not enough
I smoking dope, I spending all my time in club
I know she don’t wanna me, this shit very hurt
My music playing loud, thorns, smoke in car
Ay, triple six in body, triple six on flow

[Verse 2: Codeine Kiss]
Pop pill, feel okay
Bitch, I levitate
Scars on fucking body
Scars on fucking blade
One day I put my head in rails, baby, smashing train
All day I wanna change my life, my thoughts all grey
Baby, I swear my blood, all this people same
I doing all my music, this shit in your brain
Popping two sedated, baby, tighten my chain
In head only one question, when start my last day?

[Verse 3: Codeine Kiss]
I falling in the sky
Baby, you know, I’m so tired
Feel pain, smoke and get high
But miss this every time

[Verse 4: Fallen Archangel]
Yeah I fly in sky, in pockets some gorilla glue
Smoking dirty pipe again, yeah I high as fuck, I’m good 
Sitting in a room and make that sound, yeah I have my view 
Swimming in the sky, baby I don’t care about all rules 
Baby I don’t care what I think about my life 
Baby I don’t care what I do for my high 
Sometimes thoughts in brain bless all my dreams for life 
Yeah popping pills and sleep in grave all times 

[Verse 5: Fallen Archangel]
Yeah I fly and blowing 
Smoke now going 
In my lungs 
Go to my side 
Keeping poisoning 
All what  touching 
My body fly
And wings don’t lie 

[Verse 6: Fallen Archangel]
Shawty fell in love with me 
But she don’t know myself 
And I junkie , more than they 
I don’t give a fuck about it 
And I don’t care myself 
Sniffed cocaine, blood pain 
And I fly out of they

Triple Six

Fucka I'm unstoppable let me get it then I'ma go motha fucking insane for you people that be listening
If you really got love for the rap game I'ma rip the instrumental like a machete fuck a rap name
Khris Moore get with it I'ma get in it talking about the pinnacle up in the mix getting it
Like a fully automatic I'm abracadabra at it while I'm spitting the lyrics you hear it I get so sick and so ignorant 
Different literacy isn't it blistering bickering 
Sicker then most of these rappers that rap bout their chicks and their digits
Fuck reaching I'm breaching their limits but oh let me say it right now
Fuck these women I'm gonna be swimming in all of em anyway
Wait till I'm getting paid getting laid like everyday until everyday is considered a holiday, damn
Where the fuck my cheese no ham broke like a motha fucking clock no hands
I don't got no bands L O double L A P A LOOZA took my jam 
What a crook no spam I'ma still bring the heat like a fire to the cooking pan 
What you looking at with your looking ass 
I been in it to win it since the beginning and when I finish I'm gonna be up in the city living first class 
Heard that I'ma merk raps like I'm fucking a bitch up onto the third wrap wetter then a bird bath 
Better put respect up on my name like I'm Birdman no need to determine I'm a king you can ask Merlin 
I'ma riot can't step inside it 1961 Berlin I'm learning while burning you bitches 
Concerned with my flow don't get it twisted no my verses ain't slow lil hoe get used too it 
I'm an AK-47 you a pistol whip with no pistol grip ain't got shit to spit so get off my dick
I got 99 problems I'ma solve quick when I get up on the mic and rip it like a rivet up in a divot then halt quick stop 
So livid and timid when I begin it no limits I'ma give it everything that I got until I exalt all options 
I know that you be getting nauseous this a lot to take in so take caution 
I'm toxic monoxide you don't feel me till you drop die fruit fly catch me fucking your bitch in a suit tie 
Who am I your replacement don't be ashamed high school mother fuckers used to dis my name
But now they all got respect like Aretha Franklin don't think Ill make it what the fuck is you thinking  
I meant it when I said it almost sent it Telekinetic you taking a listen or missing the point like some bold letters
I'm a goal setter go getter oh let a mother fucker like me up in the game and I'ma gonna be so better 
Hoe better back up with hello I'ma reply back like an echo in acapella
I'm the type of guy that don't give a fuck about a bitch up on his pillow 
That can wait until I'm in a mansion with a private limo do you get the memo
Looking for the money not a clingy little kiddo, dido?
Middle finger if you disagree to my decision I'ma have to be ducking all of these women like limbo 
I have to knock the game out RIP Muhammad Ali  can't forget about Kimbo 
Flip the rap game like a zippo ain't talking bout lighting up a cigarillo weed strong call it armadillo 
My craft is Immaculate rappers ain't passing it pass me the mic and Ill show you what passion is 
Lit like a candle stick to hot to handle it last but not least I'm the best that's more accurate 
I am the God and the Lazarus I resurrected myself to this rapping shit 
Looked at these wack mother fuckers ain't having it get the fuck out of my face if you average ha ha ha ha 
Hold up I ain't done with the beat yet twenty more seconds but I haven't got my feet wet 
Still tryna send a fucking message to the rejects I'ma rip you open like a packet of Splenda without a C Sect 
Just to find out you're another MC defect we don't need that weak shit so don't even try to present 
Only E for effort that your going to get is when I'm pressing the eject.  

Y'all don't compare to me get the fuck out of my lane hoe
This a race to the finish line for the money and the fame yo
If you fake then you gotta go yeah the rap game has a lot of those 
and if you didn't now you bitches know... I am UNSTOPPABLE

Unstoppable

GHOST RIDER

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Ascension

Khris Moore is a singer-songwriter, producer and audio engineer based in Minneapolis, MN. His genres range from Rap to Pop music and often clash creating vibrant tracks. Some of his influences include Billie Eilish, Charlie Puth, Empire of The Sun, Lil-Skies and Khalid

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