Rallying the house Vol. 1 featuring some of my favorite artists in the genre ;3

Ayra Kay - Agosto x Zynyx

Mirage

Tenderness from LA·NUITT blends live instrumentation with electronic music, echoing the hybrid spirit of the '90s. From Lausanne, their sound fuses UK garage, acid, techno, and drum and bass into an emotive, high-energy experience.


The Matrix

Hustler

Downforce

Downforce - (Sped Up Version)

⛧ Prod. By Codeine Kiss ⛧

[Verse 1: Codeine Kiss]
Gravedigger, fuck your clique, bitch, I be staying humble
Smoke a blunt, my dead body rotten in the jungle
Fuck withdrawal, full of drugs, bitch, I forget your number
Don’t wanna grown, better staying in the fucking bottom

[Verse 2: Codeine Kiss]
Grey Beretta shooting in my head, when I feel my mind heavy
Smoke and blaming all my fucking thoughts what make me feeling badly
Double Xany in my fucking cup, I’m tripping in the planet
Hella panic in my fucking chest, one day I all this get it

[Verse 3: Codeine Kiss]
Living this life and I gotta the feeling in my fucking head, that I starting be sick
Don’t wanna matter of life, when I gasper and feeling cocaine in my nose, hella line
Going to west, and I gotta some tabs in my stomach, I starting be slowly all blind
Smoking the gas, and I fly, and I pass all your face in my memories, when I do crime

[Chorus: Codeine Kiss]
Bitch, I fucked up with the TEC on my neck now
Smoking the dope and I back in grave slow
Minimal grace, hunnid bands in my bag, ho
Mind - broke glass, popping pills, slide in throat
Devil give praise to me, when the night drop
All your love wanna back, baby, no more
Freezing my packs of weed, in nose snow
Baby, I need a drug dealer

[Bridge: Codeine Kiss]
To killing pain on my feeling
I’m off the game, full oblivion
Blood on my chain start healing
Don’t know what say, I’m leaving you

[Verse 4: Codeine Kiss]
She don’t care if I die
Hella pain start me lie
Demons dance on the time
Lay on grass all this night
I should press to end life, yeah

Old Memory

TRO PÅ MIG!

prod me

album coming sooon,........


(i wuz trippin off a-)
(i wuz trippin off a-)
(got me trippin off a pill yuh)
(got me trippin, yuh)

i wuz trippin off a half tab
now the crib look like a chem lab
high roll, bought this whole fit for a half stack
i was made for the game, u a mismatch
n they line up for the photo
i aint bout to wear a logo
act 2 fresh, now they beggin for the promo
eyes up, spit a whole verse off a dozo

and the style always standout
yea he want it but we ran out
talkin out his neck, now his buddy yellin “man down!”

i wuz trippin off a half tab
now the crib look like a chem-
at the bottom, way i shot up to the top,
man i coulda caught the bends
shit dont even make sense
now they tryna play prete-
did it once n imma do this shit agai-
got a problem then this shit could get inte-
all the garments on ur body, shit i wudnt reccome-
seen a lotta old frie-
now they tryna make ame-

i wuz trippin off a half tab
now the crib look like a chem lab
bought this shit for like a half stack
blow the check and get it right back

real shit, im js talkin what i kno bout
in this bitch u the old sound
made dis beat and we bumpin out the whole crowd
imma turn dis whole shit to a ghost town

Hustler

King Felix

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