CRUSIN WIT THA TONE FT JUNEBUG (PROD. KILO$)

[Verse]
Swirling in a haze
Colors ablaze
I'm lost in the maze
Caught in your gaze
A kaleidoscope of dreams
Dancing in my mind
I can't escape this feeling
I'm running out of time

[Verse 2]
Through the cosmic tide
I try to hide
But your love's a wave
Pulling me inside
The psychedelic whispers
Echoing in my ears
I'm craving your touch
Drowning in my tears

[Chorus]
In this technicolor world
I long to be with you
Lost in your colors
Our love shining through
In this psychedelic haze
I want to break free
Just you and me
Together
Forever
Eternally

Lost In Your Colors

Jose Aleman's Album

Bring The Yellow Tape (fuck your false prophets) Ducey x Baker (prod. Baker Phonk)

December 4th 2017

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original beat https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RXLzvo6kvVQ

God dammit 
Short temper can't stand it 
I don't wanna be the one to do the damage 
Never put ya hands on me I might snap it 
Act like I dont hear shit that's my tactic 
If you hear that noise that's me in ya attic
Sleeping in yo bed that's where you get attacked in 
Flipping, whipping put ya in a mattress
I just made you a home made casket
No thank you bitch you way to ratchet
just saw your death on the news that's tragic 
Should have desloved your body in the bathtub 
Atlest I know what to do for the next one 
Depressed vigilante put my symbol in the sky 
I'll be there soon so just sit tight 
I choose the dark nigga fuck all light 
Cuz using my knife 
at night 
feels right

Video

Purgatory Mountain  (Prod. Lakey Inspired)

UZI TOOLS

NEVER FEAR YOUR DEATH (FEAT. LIL HANZO)

(Prod. HotWheels X GMF)

Hot head middle of December 
I been known to have a temper
I don’t want to see that head severed 
The Fuck I look like a brand new Ed kemper?
Imma have to Hit ya over the head 
Lay you down slow right on my bed
I don’t want to fuck, no I don’t want nothin
Just wrap ya body up out ya ass in my shed
Yes I can get alittle twisted 
Is it me or you who’s distant ?
Yes I hit a bitch
yes I hit a nigga 
if ya lie to me there’s no difference 
Had to go get a new carpet
Had to go out, scout for the black market
I don’t see people 
I don’t see faces 
I don’t see feeble 
I  dont See races
I don’t want love 
Nor do I need praising 
Don’t want a hug stupid bitch you disgraced me
Went around like a clown trying to replace me
What now 
Now she’s down 
Looking real tasty
They say I’m sadistic, misogynistic, no trick I'm just not addicted to using my dick bitch
Got a present for a bitch
It’s a death wish
Oh shit it’s from me
Stupid bitch Merry Christmas

Spotify

Chlorine (Prod. HotWheels X GMF)

I aint got no friends 
no one got time everybody moved on
I ain't got no benz
Gotta little money
But im still broke boy
I aint got no ends
I be all alone
By my god damn self
Maybe it's the end
I been holding on
Swinging back and forth
On a fuckin thread
Talkin to my self
Every God dam day 
In my god damn head
I cant get away
Finna blow my brains
Fill em up with lead
Better off gone
Maybe then theyll call
When im fucking dead
You dont call me no more
You aint never check up on ya boy

I MISS MY FRIENDS I FEEL IVE LOST THEM (PROD.BY OOGIE BOOGIE THANG)

PISTOL GRIP (FEAT. LIL TEXXAN)

SUMMER SWANGIN [ Prod. WHITEYE$ ]

PROD. CJ YOUNG
Toking a Fat Sac Packing I'm Pac Man Trapping the Back of Ranch Tapping the Back of My Hand
Tryna Go Make Me a Band Making Sum Ends Riding a Benz Puffin Sum Indica Into My Chest
Fuck All Rest Call Me the Best When I Be Puffin It Like I'm a Guest
10 Toe Fuck a Hoe Tip Toe When I Creep Click Clack Go the Gat When I'm Cruising Down Ya Street
210 Got Sum Pork but I'm Hungry for Sum Beef Ass Fat Bring It Back When She Rolling All My Gs
When I'm Creepin With the Nine You See Me Beam at Your Team We Be Tripping Sum Lsd 
All You Punk Motherfuckers Been Sweet Better Go Brush Up on Them Teeth Think You Getting a Cavity
Rapping You Saps Be Capping Like a Can of Peter Pan You Want Sum Bread? I Can't Imagine How the Fuck Your Fans Can Even Manage to Compare Your Ratched Raps to Cats Who Really Make It Happen
Damn Grab the Camera Grab Ya Sack We Spitting Tracks 
Up to the Masses Skipping Class Nd Puffing Gass Nd Getting Ass

Fuck Ya Whole Set Fuck Yall Hoes Mane Spitting All This Shit I Ain't Getting Paid
Taking It Back You Was Saying That You Been My Fam Where the Fuck These Niggas at
When I Was on My Ass Eating Outta a Can of Spam and Robbing for Sum Grams of Cabbage
Snorting Lines and Slanging Yayo Putting Food Up on the Table Didn't Have a Place to Stay
Till I Was Living With the Bloods and Crips I Showed Respect and Got It Back
But All My Raps Are Trashy Now I'm Sitting Back and Laughing Knowing That These People Capping
Getting Paper Playing Make Believe I Wish I Was a Faker Making Bacon on the Net but I Could Hit Em 
Any Minute Little Piggies Knocking at Ya Crib I Grab the Drill and Hammer Think Em Bricks
Are Stopping Shit I'm Huffing Puffing on the Track I'm Back and Mad Like Im the Cat Up in a Hat
Taking a Shower See Me Now I'm Barking Loud and Wanna Bite a Motherfucker
Watch It Sucker Ima Come Up Keeper Plotting Like a Devil

I MISS MY FRIENDS I FEEL IVE LOST THEM (PROD.BY OOGIE BOOGIE THANG)

LIL BOODANG

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