runaway (feat. Prof X) prod. noeblee

cyclone

produced by brian bright

mastered by riq shakur

problem child

prod. @9k4200
mastered by riq shakur
@landspeed3000

circle drive (prod. 9k4200)

@landspeed3000
Prod. brian B
Mastered riq shakur

tidal

@scriptzrap @495kyo

trash gang video
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8 macs out an 8 track playin black fuckin cadillac 
I got messy scary facts 
And a nessecary hat to block those bullets from thoes hacks 
I can throw some dice for racks I cast the 40 side for flack 
Tech spitting, tech whippin I can see it through the flood
Magic through my finger tips the lightning woke up all the wrath
Now we fuckin wet drippin through the sod
Stuck in the mud, cuz we trippin on these frogs
I cant have enough 

you fuckin with the muthafuckin curse
my mistakes repeating think ill never muthafuckin learn
how the fuck to be the one 
how the fuck to be the man
what’s the fuckin definition of a muthafuckin plan 
never had shit
wanna wanna bad bitch
wanna wanna rad whip 
picking up the pieces of the fabric 
my life so tragic 
looking in the mirror i don’t recognize myself
kyo 40 95 and scriptz gon tell u bout what else

SCRIPTZ x JON T x KYO - I thought death used to be the end

LYRICS :
Pop-pop out with that galick gun 

Feed her some my kakarot 

Banana be my clip drum hitting like its donkey kong

Jumping over barrels im not one to save a hoe nah 

Get the hell up out my face i need another gold star 



All these other rappers cappin talkin bout some redrum 

Only thing get cut up is yo fatass need a niptuck 

nagging so much worse than a lil bitch up on her menstrual 

Acting like im pressed about a bird i never gave a fuck 



Fuck fuck fuck 

South side playaz we gon pull up to yo crib 

Knock knock playa may i mack up on yo trick 

I dont even gotta ask she already let me in 



Call me kjay when i lose i still feel like im gon win 

If im outta mind im outta sight aint got time for no friends 

Why they talk behind my back the voices tell me everything 

I know it sound a lil crazy i aint wrong yous a bitch 







I been 

Trying

Too much

To let it go 



Keep yo 

silence 

Before 

I let it blow


Got that bitch howlin gutter to the moonlight 247 throw the blade like a kunai
24k chrome armour sittin poolside
White bitch HOLLUP wait bitch
get the noose tied 
F -fuck -fuck your clique it’s ab6 or dsg
Now that I ain’t w yo bitch no more I left that for the streets
Yung gutt in the cut steady posted w the fleet
Bitch im hoppin on these beats and steady walking like I’m gleesh

Gleesh walk do it all for the set
I keep em all out of breathe I hit the mall with the tech
I tell er baby don’t you worry got it all in the bag
But anyway it doesn’t matter bitch we all living dead

Gs up
hoes down
For the neck
3s up
Ghost out
You a pawn for the rest
Who was that like I don’t know em
treat em like they cigarettes
I’m Out the flames I’m with a sword
I Put Diamond on my chest

DUNGEON QUEST 1998 - bumboi w gutterbousouz (prod. bumboi)

Lyrics:

I load my gat i cock it back and now im very deadly 
Just wanna stack dont wanna mack you cannot come upset me 
Ill let you try and if you do i keep my burna ready 
I tie the noose and dress u down in death like its yo wedding 

Oh they cant hear you when you screaming built these walls to silence 
Aint no point of holding on little bitch u already dying 
I put this blade up to my lip to to taste the pain and violence 
Its dsg until the death of me 
But im never dying 


35 percent of top shelf in my lungs 
IM LIKE HUH
dont Break yo neck hoe im the one they thinking of 
when its done 
Go grab a tissue wipe yo tears before it 
blood in my cup 
I never wanna see yo face again you ugly as fuck

NO MORE TALKING - bumboi (prod. NXTTY)

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Leave ya in the dirt
With a face full of hurt
Told ya I would reassert
Ichi murkin all the purps
With the knife on the right
Roundhouse to ya eyes
Sacrifice ya to the deity below the fuckin sky

I got 2 hoes on my nuts
No bitch to make a fuss
Diggin in they guts
When I'm done I don't discuss

And now it's night time
Fright time
Locate the freight
It's all mine
Snipin the back of ya head
Feel the lead
Now ya troop with the dread
It's all mine

Morale out the window
In Norcal with a nympho
I corral all them bimbos
Goin out in my limo

If you bouta disrespect
Do it with ya kinfolk
Ima break every neck
Even tho yall fuckas been broke

And when we pull up with them hoodies
Best believe you bout to bleed
Twisted fingers in the air, I got blood stains on my jeans
If I see that you not 12, then I got everything you need
I got that coke, I got that lean, and in that trunk I keep that bean
The fuck you mean? I got that phonk, I got that sauce, I keep that good, see all my ice it drip like paint and all my diamonds dipped in blood, Imma pack another brick, move a pound off yo bitch, it’s the postman playa you might drown off the drip