silly rabbit w/ LuvAster (prod.loxxani)

bitch like what it do
in this bitch, might act a fool
pussy grippin on that shit, you better shoot
cause i got moves
nigga running, why you running?
up this gauge, and get to dumping
i dont even need this shit, we talking blades then i got dozens

bitch ill pave my way
and hide my anger, its okay
dont need to work no 9-5
i couldn’t care bout what they pay
i lose my shit and go outside
im butt ass naked with a kay
i just might run up in yo house
reload that bitch and let it spray
okay
stupid ass nigga better check his bitch, cause she hit my line and i cracked that
cant any nigga just run up, bitch
i let off bullets, better catch that
you niggas really be dumb as fuck
you cannot fight against kick back
put a warning sign on my fucking gun
cause it tear tissue and rip backs 

aye bitch lets get it done 
cmon nigga load yo gun
no you cant escape this shit
ill take yo knees so you cant run
we can even use them blades
im bored as shit, lets have some fun
nigga think that he can hang 
the brutal truth is that you dumb

cmon run up
you done up
you run up 
you done up
you run up 
you done up 
you run up 
you done up
you run up 
you done up
you run up 
you done up
you run up
you done up
you run up 
he run up

omg holy shit.. im hot asf
oo too much screaming my throat hurts now
ok, it smells like fucking unprotected turtle sex, yeah put that on a fucking shirt

DOZEN BLADES (PROD. INDIGO)

Lyrics:

Sand out the lot,
You get flopped like a fish,
Drop them bombs,
Like Osama,
You’ll get dropped,
Like a blimp,
Walk up in,
like a pimp,
Pop them all,
like a Zit,
If they got problems,
I can’t solve em,
I’m a dog in the pit,
Put my hand on the stove,
Let that iron In my fists,
If they gon fight its aight,
imma climb out the ditch,
can’t decide only options,
making profit off the hit,
Worldstar,
pitch a fit,
he get dropped, 
he get lynched.

If you gon’ fly with the flock,
then turn up in the pit,
if you gon side with the opps
you get dropped out real quick,
if you gon fly with the feds,
then your wings
are getting clipped,
if you gon lie to the block,
then your head is getting split

Switchblades,
why my wrist hurt
from slashing everyday,
blood stains on my tee,
i aint got no other way,
wrist sprained, from the swing,
had to get em out my face,
watch them bullets start to spray,
gun range, tearing paint,
leave a mark they cant erase,
breathing heavy, got me sick,
too much pressure i cant face,
but i need a fixing quick,
hold my ground ill make you wait,
if you step up you get split,
youll be digging your own grave,
thats what happens when you trip.

If you gon’ fly with the flock,
then turn up in the pit,
if you gon side with the opps
you get dropped out real quick,
if you gon fly with the feds,
then your wings
are getting clipped,
if you gon lie to the block,
then your head is getting split
(2x)

Mixed/Mastered/Effects by SYRXGE
Produced by VROLY’S REVENGE

SPLIT

Lyrics:

Give me your call,
in what comes ahead,
I wish you were gone,
out of my head,
you tell many lies,
I’d cry until I’m dead,
and tears keep falling. (2x)

Produced by silentpitt
Mixed/Mastered/Effects by SYRXGE

Tears (Outro)

Produced By SCYTHEVOORHEES, Mixed By GLOOK WWNTL

05 Thornbush

$$wweerViN in juMexiCo (Prod.JackLi$)

22 joddessy - Hollow , Part 2

Lyrics:

KNOCK KNOCK! 
WHOS UP AT THE DOOR?
WHO THAT IS?
GRAB THE GLOCK GLOCK,
FINGER BEEN ITCHIN 
PLEASE LET HIM TRIP,
LET IT POP POP,
BUBBLEGUM POPPIN
HE WONT BE MISSED,
HES A HOT SHOT,
NO HES NOT KICKIN
IT AT THE CRIB,
POPPIN POP SHOCKS,
LIKE ITS COD ZOMBIES
I HIT THE SWITCH,
THIS AINT HOPSCOTCH,
JUMP UP AND DOWN
HE MIGHT GET HIT,
WITH A ROCK ROCK,
KNOCKIN HIM DOWN
CAUSE HE A BITCH,
HE GETS MOP MOP,
WIPED ON THE GROUND
AND OUT THE PIT,
(UGHHH)

KNOW YOU IS A JOKE
THAT SHIT MAKE ME LAUGH,
KNOW THAT I WILL NEVER FOLD,
I JUST CHOOSE MY PATH,
BREAKIN SHIT IM REALLY VOCAL
I CAN FEEL YOUR WRATH,
TRY THAT IF YOU NOT A LOCAL,
YOU MIGHT GET A JAB
NOT A VACCINE NEVER GLOBAL,
COUGHIN HELLA GLASS,
TALKIN RECKLESS - SOLD HIS SOUL,
YOU WONT GET A PASS
DRIVIN SHIT HE GOIN MOBILE,
GIVE ME SOME OF THAT,
TELLIN LIES I NEVER TOLD,
GET PUT IN THE TRASH,
ICKY FINGERS IN MY BOWL,
GET UP OUT THE STASH,
GOT A NAIL UP IN MY BONE
CARDIAC ARREST,
MONKEY JUMPIN ON THE BED,
HE FALLIN ON HIS HEAD,
WHOS THAT KNOCKING AT THE DOOR,
IT MUST BE THE FEDS

KNOCK KNOCK! 
WHOS UP AT THE DOOR?
WHO THAT IS?
GRAB THE GLOCK GLOCK,
FINGER BEEN ITCHIN 
PLEASE LET HIM TRIP,
LET IT POP POP,
BUBBLEGUM POPPIN
HE WONT BE MISSED,
HES A HOT SHOT,
NO HES NOT KICKIN
IT AT THE CRIB,
POPPIN POP SHOCKS,
LIKE ITS COD ZOMBIES
I HIT THE SWITCH,
THIS AINT HOPSCOTCH,
JUMP UP AND DOWN
HE MIGHT GET HIT,
WITH A ROCK ROCK,
KNOCKIN HIM DOWN
CAUSE HE A BITCH,
HE GETS MOP MOP,
WIPED ON THE GROUND
AND OUT THE PIT
(AUGHHHH)

Mixed/Mastered/Effects by SYRXGE
Produced by VYLE

KNOCK KNOCK!

Roll THC like I’m obsessed
And Thats All throughout my day
7.5 got me Possessed 
Down a lonely path i take 
Haze and Fog all in the streets
Street signs along the way
I’d get back to you right now
If i could find the words to say
I swear ill feel alone forever 
in this feeling Ive sustained 
Tell me Whats the word 
Pull-up on em with a eighth
Let that forest fire burn
Before the world is mine to face
If you ask if I’m okay 
ima tell you i feel great

Tell em player 
Im Going stupid again
Breaking down another backwood up again
Tell em baby
 I’m going stupid again
Breaking 
down another 
fill a backwood up again
What?

I Walk around at night on fade
No destination in place
Let my mind drift into space 
Im Never gripping no grain
Holding a blade only incase 
They run up on me real strange
Hoes know me by my name
Pros know I’m in they lane

22 joddessy - Hollow , Part 2

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