KID ANDRE - LIVE FREE OR DIE TRYING (PROD. XNGLN x PHIVEN) (MUSIC VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION)

LYRICS 

I see a silhouette
I try to escape and now I’m part of it 
barely recognize 
It’s hard to concentrate 
I caught a grip 
Resting on that carpet 
Making out my profit 
They robbin
Picking out my skin and bones 
And cartilage

Mind over matter 
I’m numbin the pain
I’m proud of it
 Pushin my way to the fucking 
Finish line like a mosh pit 
Vomit in da corner of a room 
So the flies feast 
I don’t wanna be the only one that eats 
Seekin out an SOS 
most these people RIP
Still flicking ash on this black T 
Slimmy the black sheep 
Fallin angel lonely reverend 
I’m seeing the signs full of sevens 
Break yourself or go to heaven 
Make yourself a humble servant
Total lies just to minimize
Your human purpose 

Sticks and stones may break my bones 
But practice makes it perfect 
Repetition tunnel vision 
Get the hell on so I can prowl on 

I see a silhouette 
I try to escape and now I’m part of it 
barely recognize 
It’s hard to concentrate 
I caught a grip 
Resting on that carpet 
Making out my profit 
They robbing
Picking out my skin and bones 
And cartilage

Mind over matter I’m numbing the pain
I’m proud of it
 
Pushin my way to the fucking 
Finish line like a mosh pit 
Vomit in the corner of a room 
So the flies feast 
I don’t wanna be the only one that eats 
Seekin out an SOS 
most these people RIP
Still flickin ash on this black T 

2x
I see these demons are crawlin
Or maybe I’m drawn to em 
Finish till the morning
Feel your flesh hit the floor
See these demons are crawlin
Or maybe I’m drawn to em 
Finish till the morning
Feel your flesh hit the floor 

Pull the sword out my spine 
If it makes you feel fine 
Then I’m drainin all the evil 
from my scattered skull

I see a silhouette
I try to escape and now I’m part of it 
barely recognize 
It’s hard to concentrate 
I caught a grip 
Resting on that carpet 
Making out my profit 
They robbin
Picking out my skin and bones 
And cartilage

Mind over matter 
I’m numbin the pain
I’m proud of it
 Pushin my way to the fucking 
Finish line like a mosh pit 
Vomit in da corner of a room 
So the flies feast 
I don’t wanna be the only one that eats 
Seekin out an SOS 
most these people RIP
Still flicking ash on this black T

SWORD IN MY SPINE (Prod. MTHEGREY)

MILITANTS FT. DRAKÖ x KID ANDRE (PRODUCED BY. BRKYOSLF) LIVE AT ZARLUX LOUNGE AUGUST 10TH ARIZONA

Written by Ozzy Monroe and Mikul produced by Alchemy

My mind don't stop when I fall asleep
And the hands on the clock move at high speeds
I been here for a while still don't know what I see
Barely holding on to all that I believe
Who will I be in the end? I don't know
Who will I be in the end? I don't know
Who will I be in the end? I don't know, no
Who will I be in the end? I don't know
Who will I be in the end? I don't know
With a bad bitch she holding my blick inside her purse
I'm walking in with my hand on my dick
The time is perfect
Pulled up swerving and pre-gaming
Hit some curbs and broke my lane but not on purpose
They be stagnant like intertia
Keep a four five inide a cold ride
Be driving so high through the night time
I peep the skyline light up the night sky
Low life, fuck your hoe life, give her coke line
Ima love the show life till the day God gives me no life
My mind don't stop when I fall asleep
And the hands on the clock move at high speeds
I been here for a while still don't know what I see
Barely holding on to all that I believe
Who will I be in the end? I don't know
Who will I be in the end? I don't know
Who will I be in the end? I don't know, no
Who will I be in the end? I don't know
Who will I be in the end? I don't know
Yea It's nothin' new
Somethin' bout quittin' on my dreams it don't make sense
Man, the irony, you need money just to make sense
Who will I be in the end? That's another topic
My niggas ain't gon' chill until they empty pockets
It was rock or the rock we didn't have an option
On the block watching out for cops, nigga, plottin
I'm going dumb no i'm an idiot like Patrick Star
God damn I hit him hard that shit gon' leave a scar
Strap to yo dome I ain't talking bout the stadium
I feel like J Cole cuz these hoes I ain't savin' em'
Christmas tree, I'm a star off the top
And at the bottom it's gon' be you in a box
Ozzy put me on the track my nigga it's an honor
You fuckin' with my nigga you gon' need a first responder
Went from being broke to really getting cash
Anything is possible they put Zora in smash
I'm getting stressed out
In the streets you get stretched out
It's the underground bitch ain't no sympathy for anybody
I'm a God the one and only
They don't make copies
Bad bitch gave me sloppy
My mind don't stop when I fall asleep
And the hands on the clock move at high speeds
I been here for a while still don't know what I see
Barely holding on to all that I believe
Who will I be in the end? I don't know
Who will I be in the end? I don't know
Who will I be in the end? I don't know, no
Who will I be in the end? I don't know
Who will I be in the end? I don't know

Gotta Love It

What I See (feat. Mikul) [BONUS TRACK]

BUTT6RFL16$

[RO$ETTA]
this beat is getting me sleepy, so let me take a hit 
and let my mind drift off, deep up in the abyss
no more pain, for now i’m chilling but can’t maintain 
i bottle up my emotions to hide away the pain

i smoke a joint just to relax and help me calm down
but i’m still paranoid as shit and still anxious as
hell 
nothing is working no more, i’d rather kill myself
i put the gun to my head and that’s when the tears came out

but then i reconsider
take my hand off the trigger
what am i doing?
“yo zetta, you good?” “i’m never better” 
i’m on a broken road, yeah i gotta pay the toll
i’m just a lonely soul, waiting for my time to go 

i hit up MUDAH, i tell him to bring the buddha
i got so many problems to jot
i need a tutor, but yo
ain’t on no fake shit but i think i’m mentally depressed 
that’s why i need all these drugs but i’m strictly smoking sess 

[MUDAH]
my pain lives deep in my mind 
he’s bottled up all the time
writing rhymes like a slave 
for the mothafucking MUDAH mane
i get lost in the smoke
so roll one up 'fore i go
i cannot stay with you hoe i got ILL MINDED on the phone 
they said "mane, you down to roll?"
i said "you already know"
and so I head out the door and push that pedal to the floor

i do this shit for the team
count that money, get that cream
like a fiend for this shit 
this that shit you couldn't dream
i reached the top of the tower
same bitches call every hour
asking for kisses and flowers
but my heart been feeling sour 

i got my mind on the game
but never praying for fame
the more people know my name
the more pussies wanna hate
so stay the fuck out my lane, you pussy motherfuckers lame 
and I'm mentally deranged 
you better lock me away

you don't wan fuck with the MUDAH if I'm not high off the buddha 
this don't have to be a murder but I'm that ill minded shooter

[MILFORDDAGREAT]
and i’m supposed to be dead cuz i’m a WANTED $OUL
and just because you give good brain doesn’t make you ILL MINDED, hoe
been fucking with the fascination of suicide 
i don’t need a fucking ride or die, i’d rather have that nine by my side

and breathe in hella smoke, pull my cards then i toss my bones
bring me fame and fortune, rapping with the ILL MINDED SOLDIERS
greater than the heaven sent, that’s what the devil told us

now while i spit this simple flow for you simple minded hoes 
ima go and crush the herb up, put it in a bowl
then all my problems come caving down 
no one can save me now 
i knew it from the start how it’s supposed to play out

the only one home, lost up in the metronome 
all depressed, not fucking with the fam anymore
rolling up to kill the short term memory but now i sit back wondering where my life has gone

@rosettashawty666
@milforddagreat
@_joseph._.chavez_

ONLY FOR ILL MINDS

ONLY FOR ILL MINDS (PROD. RO$ETTA)

LYRICS 

Bitch I rip it from your dome 
Heavens gate will await 
You might make it 
As above so below 
I conquer every option 
Man I’m fuckin gone 
Get gone heads blown 
I’ll rest in shade 
I stay in my own lane 
Now bite the chrome 

Fading till I’m grey 
Watching snakes in my face 
I terminate Medusa
Turn this bitch into my hoe 
Watch me demonstrate
Until my bones decay 
I rest the blade right near your soul 


Death is what we run from 
Ain’t no dodgin redrum 
Duckin when I pull up 
Blacking out like phantom 

Death is what we run from 
Ain’t no dodgin redrum 
Duckin when I pull up 
Yeah pull up
Yeah say sum

Death is what we run from 
Ain’t no dodgin redrum 
Duckin when I pull up 
Yeah blacking out like phantom 
(You bitch)

Bitch I rip it from your dome 
Heavens gate will await 
You might make it 
As above so below 
I conquer every option 
Man I’m fuckin gone 
Get gone heads blown 
I’ll rest in shade 
I stay in my own lane
Now bite the chrome 

((Bitch I rip it from your dome
Bitch I rip it I rip it
Bitch I rip it from your dome))

DODGIN REDRUM

Oak Cliff [Prod. by Tacet]

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Jacqué made the beat
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https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC5H8_jhqd5ftqFRhIK4tu8A

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WATCH THE MUSIC VIDEO HERE: https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=6TO92cgnhO8


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"BACK AGAINST THE LIGHT"
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2:11

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