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KILL AT WILL [PROD. ITSLOVELYMANE]

PRODUCER: OGKREZ
https://instagram.com/ogkrez
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MIXED/MASTERED BY: SLVG
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LYRICS:
let me tell you what I seen 
in this place that raised me
everybody in the hood always offered me weed 
all my people  get harassed by fucking police 
agents outside in the middle of the street 
directed at us breaking all the families 
fuck it that’s the way that it goes we will see
once I get the power that I need run from me 
catch my people running on the way to dc
we will take what you took there’s no land of the free
the color of your skin, only thing that you read
all the little kids looking up to OGs 
wasting their life when they get to their teens 

i am proud where I’m from 
call me Santa Ana strong 
shout out brown minds and Nobodies 
make it bump
I miss the good days playing tunes with my mom
she had two jobs cause daddy left he is gone
fuck that muthafucker  he’s no man we don’t run 
I fight every day for my muthafucking son 
i used to walk to school with my homie little one 
breaking all the rules give a shit when your young
but the more I grew up I noticed people working hard 
sweating all day in the heat in the sun 
all the lovely women looking good make me sprung 
let me touch your heart
and get a glimpse of my thoughts

SANTA ANA [PROD.OGKREZ]

SPOTIFY:https://open.spotify.com/track/3HJTzoDZD2PjztTx11jGrr?si=09d4287f25134c48

FUCK FIVE

Yung muthafucka i be cuttin duckin
Flow so icey i be dunkin love it
Hair so long lookin good touch it
Fine fat bitches wanna cuff me Fuck me
I can tell these haters really want it Need it
Following my steps cause im ruthless Seamless 
Stupid muthafuckas they be hatin Fakin
Phonk this phonk that Phonk u, pay me
Give me all ya money sucka
Give me all ya dividends 
Cyber thuggin death walk
Baby o get rid of him
Pimpin on em wreckin on em
Stupid ass cant fuck wit dis
Watch me do my 2 step
Wack hoes suck dick
Choppin em Moppin em
Putting yo face on the pavement 
Orbital has become caved in
Wabaki sabaki honestly Probably hating
Come 2 my show never say shit
Nobody fuckin wit u homie
Nobody streaming 
Stupid ass bitch is u dreamin?
Give it up give it up
Put the mic up homie hang it
Aint no one care what you saying

PHONK U, PAY ME (PROD.BY OOGIE BOOGIE THANG)

For The Bundle (prod. Curtis Heron)

Written and Mixed by Big Roshi
Produced by D i R T

Lyrics:

Bitch dont talk to me
Rather sit here in my silence
Close my eyes so I cant see
Got no ice but im so icey
Lost my feelings with my pride
All their faces I keep seeing
I know I know
I died this time


Screamin
Scream my name
They screamin

Bitch dont talk to me
I got issues with people I hate em
Bitch dont talk to me
I prefer when Im alone why i say
Bitch dont talk to me
I got nothing to contribute
Bitch dont talk to me
Ahh I know Im making it worse n now I

Live inside her fantasies
I Know what they would have with me
Ima demon inside a shell
A carcass if its poetry

Focus up on the death of me
Comin like it was meant for me
All  these lightborn prophets
N angels couldnt uh left from me

My friends die one by one by one

(x2)

Hook 

AY AY AY

Cotard Delusion +D i R T

SOULS COME, SOULS GO

Iridescent light be callin searchin for a soul

Lately I been fallin deep and dark within a fucking hole 

Feelin cold 
No ones home 
But yet the lights are always on 
at the end I’m dead and gone I’m always  doin this alone 

But I don’t give two fucks
What a motherfucker think he gonna say about another brother say it to my face 

Put him in his place 

Cos the motherfucker sleepin in the gutter 
Let another pussy suffer to the mace 

Trapped in perpetual searching cos I have lost all of the things that I valued in space 

Space being mind I can’t find where the line not to cross goes to hide 

But Its in my mind that is where it lies 
It resides 

Click click clack 
To your back 

Every motherfucker gonna get a blade and attack 
Cos we lack 
Basic decency to be the homies friend for free

Always wanting more but never be there when mothetfuckers need to lean 
And I see
What I need 
Cos you fake ass wannabes 
Always gonna be the ones that imma never wanna be cos I’m me
Never gonna walk up in my jeans
Keep it real or you gon feel ya knees buckle and release
Then you cease 
Breathin 

Keep em way down underneath that’s six feet deep

Let the maggots fuckin feast 
On the meat 

Searching for my soul I see the way I wanna be

And fuck a fake as motherfucker tryna drag me down cos he don’t know me 



Searching for a soul 
But it’s gone
Never comin home 

Darkness gettin cold
But I know 
This is not for long 


Keepin the peace but the bullshit exceeds all the effort I bleed for the ones that be leavin 

Seein the colours emerge through the skin of the pussies that aint what they say they are bein 

I don’t give a fuck and now the pussies outta luck 

Cos instead of being humble all these pussies chasin buck 

And I swear to any god that imma run a fuckin muck

Cos I’m sick of these busters that thinkin they tough  

Rappin got no flow
Lyrics are a no show
Think you gonna test me boy 
You know I’m boutta blow tho 

Growin pretty slow bro 
Get up out my phone hoe
Leavin you behind and now you gettin fuckin fomo 

You know Ill rep immortal till the fuckin death

My last breath 

I will use to tell you that you’ve made a fuckin mess

SOUL SEARCH (Prod. SXMPRA)

Written and Mixed by Big Roshi
Produced by llouis

Lyrics:
Wake up way too late cant work now
Pour that 40 up to drink now
Leaking sink but spend all the dimes now
I find it hard to think you know now

I keep rapping smoke my weed
Lost my heart no family
Work myself to the bone
Dont pick up my phone

I feel like
You were the one who would tell me
You were the one who would help me
You were the one I would call 
If I put the drugs in my tummy

But you aint pick up no oh-
Stuck inside that cell oh no
Hours turned to days oh woah
I keep pacin back n forth 

Look out for myself
Dont look at my belt
Stare too long
Better watch yaself

Got a mean right hook
And a nasty quick jab
That my homie taught me
Like he was my dad

Hes dead now
Like most of them
Most my life 
Only had a few friends

And oh
Its so hard
Living life
Like you are

If I lost my breathe this day
What would you say
Short days
Long nights
Constant pain
Cant fight

These
Short days
Long nights
I cant feel
What is right

Im awake
Give it all to me
I never gave a fuck what they sayin

Now just
Relocate
N tell em all to leave
I wanna go
Permanent vacation

Now I lay n fade n wait n taste the ache of all of the
Waste you made
Its hard to say
But I dont wanna be the same now

So go
Just leave it all to me
Ill grow out of my carcus like a plant without a seed, yea

Short Days Long Nights +llouis

CYANIDE - BODY BAG

BODY BAG

Anything anyway
Any how to make a go
Fuck the game fuck the hoes
Fuck u rappers fuck the phonk
123456 bitch 
Gon abcdeez hands u wimp
Oogie boogie fuck u in the ass
And i aint using spit
Riddle this riddle it
Tell me whatchu gon do
Fiddle this play it bitch
My shit kick like kung fu
Jackie chan Kick yo ass
Fuck you up And bag you hoe
Burn it down Fuck a trace
Turn you inna ashes hoe
Inni mini miny moe
All you bitches hit the flow
Inni mini miny moe
One you bitches has to go
Count to ten close yo eyes
Load my shotty blow yo mind
Bussin in my crib you bitch
I loot cho soul and take yo life
Pussy bitch hoe shut yo face
Baby o gon dig a grave
Fo yo homies And yo brothers
All you hoes gon die today
All you hoes gonna see the light
All you hoes gon meet yo maker
Put these pellets in yo head
Now yo shit scrambled eggs and bacon
The ana hoe ana hoe
I got ana 4 you bitches
Antidote Antidote
I got smoke 4 all u bitches
I got issues i got problems 
You dont want it muthafucka 
I got issues i got problems 
You dont want it muthafucka 
Baby o gon uppa cut chya
Oogie boogie spill yo shit
Baby o no i dont love ya
Throw yo body in a ditch
Baby o gon fuckin gut chya
Spill you guts out on the split 
Wreck yo shit Suck my dick
Dang house you bitch

Written By Dang Harsher
Danghouse Records 2001

AND THEN YOU BURN (PROD.BY OOGIE BOOGIE THANG)

LIL BOODANG

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