“Throw Them Thangs” iykyk, dope beat🤙🏾

MAKE A MOVE [PROD. BY SAMASHI x PHIVEN]

I WOKE UP PAID [PROD BY. YUNG MURDERSPREE x PHIVEN]

LYRICS 

To heaven sent 
And a drop of a pen 
And I’m makin out a path 
Leave a mark with my brand 
Tell em all represent 

I’ll fuck with the realest 
Who look like a menace
I’m counting the minutes 
Don’t try to empress 

I’m on my shit and I’ll fall for the rest
I’ll ball my fist who fucks with the best

Peepin this game 
And it’s hard to explain 
Keepin it true to yo thing
Don’t front the game 
So fuck this fame
Y’all look the same

Over coming all this pressure 
Livin with lesser shit 
Draggin my problems I mastered stress
Your endin a phobic that festers 
Best up 
Ready to vest up 

Pickin up broken hope
So cold tensed up 
Vest up 

3x
Peepin this game 
And it’s hard to explain 
Keepin it true to yo thing
Don’t front the game 
So fuck this fame
Y’all look the same


Lookin like bandit all day 
Telling me about it no way
I’m sorry admit it 
Following modest and ease 

Slimfiend looking like a sensei
Take em to the shoreline 
better not test me 
Rip em a new thought 
Said don’t test me 
Teachin the broken ones sanity 

Lookin like bandit all day 
Telling me about it No way
I’m sorry admit it 
Following modest and ease

MODEST AND EASE

GOLDENEYE 64 FREESTYLE [PROD. BY BRKYOSLF]

Blowing Smoke At The Moon feat. Black Smurf (prod. Urban Nerd)

Album: I Need Help But My Shadow Is Enough
https://youtu.be/qrKY__uZspI
Prod. Nost

VERSE:

Evoke this pain, I have no heart, These lucid visions play the part.
Step inside into my world and see the meaning of the dark.
So psychopathic in the pit, I puncture souls until they drop.
Give a fuck about the devil and them hoes that ain’t my job.
Run yo mouth, talk that shit, G.O.D.S. in this bitch.
Feel the presence of the six, when I get buck she can’t resist.
While I’ll be walking to my funeral I got this pistol to my head.
Nothing Else to prove, Just leave me be until I’m fully dead. 
All this ice inside my veins I feel like nothing else remains.
Restrain the phonk from all you lames this mossberg pump beside your brain.
Don’t lose your head, the wicked show no love. 
These flames residing from above. 
Bitch I’m stuck in hell, The Tainted one destructing all you hoes.

Twitter.com/Ohsea

The Reapers Calling (Prod. Nost) Music Video In Desc.

AVAILABLE EVERYWHERE.

https://genius.com/Tacet-exodus-born-day-lyrics

Produced, Mixed, & Mastered By Tacet
Written By Tacet

GOLDENEYE 64 FREESTYLE [PROD. BY BRKYOSLF]

MIKE DA RULA

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