( lyrics )

Smoking all day still low 
I dont wanna feel this shit
Enemy spotted 720 no scope
Watch this hit first try

She dont really know what she into
And shes gonna find out too late
I promise Ill hurt you if you get too close
And you already too close so please

I work my fingers to the bone
I’m a skeleton i know I should eat a sandwich I’ve been told
But i wont
Stay closed 

Ive been told to open up but i dont have store hours
Bipolar ice cold North Pole habitat babygirl goes from sweet to sour Like a cabbage patch
Youve said alot you cant take the damage back
Im the one that got away ive been told from the past
So shes dug her nails in and shes gotten to attached
But their freshly manicured so ill learn to adapt

The m3 stick but the m4 automatic
I pull up hot and im hopping out blastin
I think back way back when
What has made me like this
Lil baby wrist on fro yo
SUV solo
Im driving round the city avoiding all the po pos
I already I knew
And I didnt wanna know tho
Im hanging from a string like a mother fucking yo yo

All black everything they say i look depressed
WELL MAYBE I AM
At least im it do it in style
Size 10 point 5 walk a mile
I dare you you try and smile
I really wish i had someone to talk too, its been a little while

Demons inside me Infested yeah
Bottles of booze I Ingested yeah
Give me a different perspective yeah
Demented and feeling neglected yeah

Used and abused and rejected yeah
Bruised and accused need protection yeah
There is no excuse
And i am not amused
This is not how you treat a bestfriend yeah

The m3 stick but the m4 automatic
I pull up hot and im hopping out blastin
I think back way back when
What has made me like this
Lil baby wrist on fro yo
SUV solo
Im driving round the city avoiding all the po pos
I already I knew
And I didnt wanna know tho
Im hanging from a string like a mother fucking yo yo
Smoking all day still low 
I dont wanna feel this shit
Enemy spotted 720 no scope
Watch this hit first try

yoyo

stream on spotify

yoyo ( ryini )

two youngins that brought the worst out in each other

sid & nancy (ft. lilxramen) [prod. luna + milanezie]

1942/My Zone

This is the 3rd single from my new alternative project

I Need You (Produced by King D Mr. Perfect)

Myself (prod. Sidequest x Jkei)

Everyday on the limit
I test my luck 
Vamo a  ganar 
Mi meta no es solo un Dior 
Tengo pasión que por mis venas corren como bold
And I keep going I keep going 
I’ll blow my shot 

Luck n Work (Luck n work)
Luck n Work (Luck n work)
Luck n Work Yeah
Like a roller coaster 
Luck n Work (Luck n work)
Luck n Work (Its luck n work)
Luck n Work
Everyday high and low 

I roll the dice to see 
To see if I can win
And then I realize
This ain’t Vegas plz 
No dime in my packet 
depend on my  luck 
Depend on my work 
24/7 till it’s done 
It’s you 
It’s me 
It’s all 
Repeat plz 
Vivimos la luchamos 
Y seguimos mira aquí 
Como yo muchos somos 
Con un sueños sin fin 
Mirando a donde el destino me llevará de aquí 

Luck n Work (Luck n work)
Luck n Work (Luck n work)
Luck n Work Yeah
Like a roller coaster 
Luck n Work (Luck n work)
Luck n Work (Its luck n work)
Luck n Work
Everyday high and low 

One more time and say 
Una vez mas y dice 
But this time say

Como es la vuelta 
Como es la vuelta 
Like Elon said la suerte también cuenta 
Hell yeah baby gimme hell yeah 
I gotta work pero la suerte también cuenta 
Como es la vuelta 
Como es la vuelta 
Work and luck take you….
Hell yeah baby gimme hell yeah 
Wish me luck sometimes I need to rely 

Luck n Work (Luck n work)
Luck n Work (Luck n work)
Luck n Work Yeah
Like a roller coaster 
Luck n Work (Luck n work)
Luck n Work (Its luck n work)
Luck n Work
Everyday high and low

Luck N Work

Luck N Work - Baby Sublime

Coming up in hip-hop is not easy. It is not promised. 
And the road to success is long, grueling and often lonely.
I remember backpacking my 1st album across san jose like it was yesterday. 2 weeks later I did my first show with Mac Mall in Oakland, Ca. I never took that month for granted. And am soooo glad I didn't.

When it was time to write this anthem I called the most relentless artists I know. San Jose's Kung Fu Vampire and Bay Area legend Roblo: Who like myself, built they own fan bases. And did it by being talented and genuine. 

On My Own is a dark styled independent anthem that features South Bay California giants Kung Fu Vampire and Larry Coleman 2020 and is produced by the great Roblo of Mobfigaz.

I fought hard to be where I am at. And I don't plan on letting off the gas anytime soon. 



Kung Fu Vampire Tour Begins at the end of October 2022.

Seattle, Portland, Las Vegas, Oakland, San Francisco, Boise and Chico.

We will see you soon.
Larry Coleman 2020 & KFV

On My Own feat. Kung Fu Vampire (Produced by Roblo of MobFigaz)

stream here : https://open.spotify.com/track/2MhqqTkzInP41z5OUEs5yv?si=bFdXFwe-SxSNXGvZcb-3Tw

*[prod. fuzile]

ifuck *[OUT on ALL PLATFORMS]*

taking shit too serious,
as if they’ll even hear this shit
heaving into the sea, half asleep
while I have to steer the ship
the tears will drip 
beer will be sipped 
until our fear is stripped 
and in the house of fun
every one of the mirrors trick—

trickle down ya mothafuckin mind
like i’m a spiderweb—inside your head
all of the drugs you love 
but shun the side effects
you’re a such a giant sped
but won’t you come Explore my vinyl set
from Michael Jackson to Ike Turner 
to early signs of death—I’ll siphon up 
your final breath to whisper sweet nothin’s
I’m like, “ya sister gives the finest head”
and certainly loves it
it’s time to blur the subject
stir up a ruckus, syrup and Percocet
until I cave and purchase some
shit that I’m not deserving yet

shoulda stayed at home 
and rolled a blunt
now it’s almost 1, 
the demons are surrounding me
and hounding me to fuck
and the clouds are always out to rain on us 
it’s how you frame it, love
a shame you couldn’t play ya little 
games and get my brains to bust (x2)

bitch let’s get it poppin’ 
like them zits up on ya ass then 
I know you wish I’d call you
won’t give you the satisfaction
with  afghan kush in an Aston Martin
whippin’ past them, the sweet aromatic up in the ash tin, 
relaxin’ like password backward was my password
I’m past hurt, done with blame 
& torn asunder rage, usin’ the tongue 
to brutally puncture your cunt 
with it like a blade
cause I’m insane, Jack 
needless to say still the 
dopest needle in the haystack
except I smoke too much 
for me to be able to see the way back
open my throat up, I use the blade 
to swallow wave caps
when you fall inside of your grave 
you won’t get to take cash 
or that designer shit, 
drug trips, & fat vagina slits 
I’m kinda hippie-thugged-out-punk
but pronounce it giant dick
I’m puncturing your lung with a knife
‘til it goes inside of it
silencing your violent cries again
and then it’s time to dip

shoulda stayed at home 
and rolled a blunt
now it’s almost 1, 
the demons are surrounding me
and hounding me to fuck
and the clouds are only down to rain on us 
It’s how you frame it, love
a shame you couldn’t play ya
little games that get my brains to bust (x2)

somehow i think it all makes sense (prod.matgasser)

krnel