CHXPO - MY BLONDE DREADS NEED A RETWIST [ PROD BY @5kjordn1 + @d1xoo @utxxh ]

Sniper wolf Prod.St los

How I tip Prod.St. los x Brainstorm

Behind Them Walls Prod.St los

Husltin in my eyes Prod.St los

Sold hard Prod.St. los

I just need to know Prod.St. los

COLD COLD WORLD



Verse 1
Chrome light drips, the room ignites.
Pulse bends time between the lights.
Sweat runs truth down every spine;
Faith in motion, body’s shrine.
Hands rise slow, intent defined,
Every drop erases mind.
Crowd exhales; the night forgives,
Beat decides what living is.

Pre-Chorus
Each spin burns a creed we made,
Heart rewired, mistakes fade.

Chorus
Heat up the floor till logic quits,
Bassline preach—no sermon fits.
Hands above glass, joy won’t fall,
We move as one, we burn for all.

Verse 2
Sound rolls deep through ribs and bone,
Every kick a vow retold alone.
Steps spark gold across the floor,
We trade our names, want nothing more.
Glitch hums mercy, bright and raw,
Every scar a rhythm’s law.
Truth hums loud beneath the bass,
Roots awake in holy grace.

Bridge
Flip that script—bend that bend.
Ride till dawn—no need to mend.
Cracked floor glows with what we give;
Rhythm stretch—our reason to live.

Final Chorus
Heat up the floor till logic quits,
Bassline preach—no words, just fits.
Smile spark storm, wrong turns right,
Every fall becomes new light.

Outro Mantra
Stay lit, stay loud.
Joy burns proud.
Ground catch fire.
We climb higher.



MOTION PURE

I I I I CANT STAND YA
I I I I CANT STAND YA
I smoke so many blunts that i cant stand up
i smoke as many blunts til i cant stand up
I I I I CANT STAND YA
I I I I CANT STAND YA
I smoke too many blunts that i cant stand up
i smoke as many blunts til i cant stand up

*badmonBenz*
come thru reekin up your crib like where are all my manners
you know i gotta keep this O on me like a hammer
I feel like Jim Greco boi i keep on droppin Hammers
Ion want no white girl ion want no Hannah
I pull up wit the kush i got pineapple and banana
they left me in the dark to die they aint think i could stand up
But i guess they wrong cause im shinin n im strong
keep on rollin stOGies you know ion fuck wit bongs
damn I think they mad cause i keep on makin songs
Do you think I give a fuck if we dont get along
it be me myself n I, yea I like being alone
900 blunts imma take dat to the dome
you know ion write shyt it be all off the dome
said he came thru lookin like himself he ain no clone
cause you know Benz is a king .....
they say imma magician i take a puff n poof im gone

*Kirblagoop*
stOGie be the fam n we still sellin grams
but came up took dem pounds cause we all got dem bands
N we all bout them M's
F A M
Family And Money, Muhfucka friend
Bitch im still smokin 10 Blunts Deep solo dolo
ion trust no hoe
i need mo dough
Not even my kinfolk caue theyll getchya brain blown
..... better play it close
Oh no 
FLA to VA
n its straight durty durty no matter where we stay
Durty Ks, Durty Chops, Durty 9s
pull dat Tec n we shootin all the time
Ion believe shyt you sayin in ya raps lil bitch
cause i come straight from the fuckin trap lil bitch
n you can ask my daddy n you can ask my uncle
He the one that taught me how to cook i whip it wit the muscle

*trip dixon*
told yall im used car puffin.
Turn from Kurt to Hurt Russel
if i got a Little ganja it might be some Big Trouble
On my orbit like Hubble but im smokin space shuttles
Keep the Fyah in my Palm like an Amazon Kindle 
mane the fakes just like Ace 2k13 bezel
Fall on ya face, 2 ways,
Get pummeled or you get Up
Tell em dat i said Fuck'em 
Babylon got me fed up
Def Jam Vendetta , imma haffi Roc-a-Fella
Dey tried to put me in a box hell nah im not no Kelloggs
but im smokin fruity pebbles in 4 walls wit no windows
treat my life life Ginsu, in the cuts wat im into
mane these rap niggas been Fu like bein Fu been Cool
But only fake ppl got that memo 
you prolly carry round ya mix tape just to say you got the Demo
do this cause i love mane yall always gotta say sumn
Went to New York city twice for shows n we ain make Nothing

I I I I CANT STAND YA
I I I I CANT STAND YA
I smoke so many blunts that i cant stand up
i smoke as many blunts til i cant stand up
I I I I CANT STAND YA
I I I I CANT STAND YA
I smoke too many blunts that i cant stand up
i smoke as many blunts til i cant stand up

"I HOPE YOU OVERSTAND"
produced by trip dixon

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