OH MY GOD (FT. J RYAN)

WATCH OUT FOR DIABLO (FT. MOBGOBLIN)

BACK (FT. XAISNAPPED)

ALL DAY (FT. XXXRAGE)

THE REAPER NEVER DIES (FT. RAVON REGULAR)

LYK (FT. SHOTTYMAR)

[CHORUS]
Ayo
Takin straight shots out the Hennessy bottle
Partying all night, cause we made it out the bottom
They wanna know if I succeed, my achievements, I gottem
Imma stick my boot up your candy ass, man, I'll rock em

[VERSE]
Stun ya ass like im Steve Austin, man
"Hell yeah"
I made it out the BX, but, I'm still at they necks
I'm still shouting "I'm up next", leave you haters depressed
That ain't gon' stop me from saying yes when ya bitch ask for sex
It's crazy how I only give yall classics, and nothing less
I got yall praying on my downfall, hoping my career ends
Yall just hating on ya boy, cause you know that I'm blessed
It's clear I got an audience from the crown on my head
They named me king of this rap shit, you know I'm well fed
Clout glasses on, I know one of yall think I stole it
I fill my pencil up with lead and I spill it inside ya brain
I would've said "head", but fuck it, that shit is one in the same
I ain't lyrically sharp, I can admit that shit
But, saying I can't rap at all, man that shit ain't it
Imma do what my brother ain't, what Jermaine ain't did
Imma make it, even if I act like a bebe kid
Oh, you lame ass bitch
Talk to me crazy, imma pistol whip ya brains then, bitch
I ain't a gangster, I don't go by none of them names, damn bitch
I just hold the pen, and burn the paper, mane, that's it
Sipping out Hennessy bottles while on the plane with my partner, because they ain't no bitch
BX motherfucker, no wonder I'm Cray-Zay, bitch
Brag about fuckin, well I hit it first, I'm Ray J, bitch
This growth from the same guy that said "slave-ray wins"
That's how you know I made it, bitch

[CHORUS]
Ayo
Takin straight shots out the Hennessy bottle
Partying all night, cause we made it out the bottom
They wanna know if I succeed, my achievements, I gottem
Imma stick my boot up your candy ass, man, I'll rock em

HENNESSY

[Verse]
It ain't like ya life on the line
I ain't waste no fuckin time, bitch, this how I roll out
You only see me when I shine, oh, I got the glow, now?
Oh wow
Whenever I rap, that shit sound like a blow out
You not the only one hearing this, bitch, it's the whole town
I don't be thinking I'm the shit, but don't you see that my dome crowned?
My arrogance gotta come from somewhere, and you know now
Come on
I know you see the vision
You spirit lifting
I know you smart
Use your intuition 
You know I'm gifted
With the hand of God
I ain't religious
But this gotta come from somewhere
And it ain't from none of you bitches
Come on

COME ON

AJ STYLES VS CODY RHODES (FT. JUXX VOID)

IM A STUDENT OF... (INTRO)

ALL OVER IT

GROOVE (FT. I.R)

FIGURE 4

BLACKOUT (FT. G-TUNE)

THE GLOW (FT. FLOW FANTASTIC)

JACKIES BOY

GOODNIGHT (FT. HOODIE HILLTOP)

IRON MIKE (FT. LOU KRAY)

DEVIL ON MY SHOULDER (FT. ZÆY)

LET US PRAY

MASKED UP (FT. GENESIS THE RAPPER, RAHG7)

A quick lil 7-Minute drill I did on my flight home last night

LYRICS:

I'm so sick of it
Came through, rollin, driving in in my bigger Benz
Man, it's ridiculous
All that simple shit
3000 feat up in the air, wearing Timbalands
Like, how you missing this?
BX, goin crazy since '21
Crazy with this rap shit, you can put me against anyone
Least when yall come at me, I put up a fight
Put me up against someone worthy, who spits on the mic
Don't give me no fake M.C, who's straight from the Chi
Wrote this shit on a flight back home to NY
You ask who am I?
A legend in the making
You see I got the crown, and it ain't up for the taking
Bitch, the shit I make is art, you can turn it to a painting, or a photograph
I just speak in rhymes, I don't know to rap
You can treat me like im Hunger Mike, got golden hands
But, when I'm on the beat, I'm Thanos, man, I always snap
This shits ridiculous
Champaign wishing shit
Rep Otter Gang and Gardenback, and no, I ain't switching, bitch
Dropping on my mother date of birth, so I been in this
So, whenever I pick a mic up, know I'm killin it
You know I split the red sea flow, I'm Moses 
I'm out to get the blueface, Jones Osmosis
Just testin my pen, just to see if I still got it
I'll cement myself in this shit, man, I'll never be forgotten, man
This that money talk
Snotty nose, runny talk
He hide behind a screen, so he keep up with that funny talk
So Appalled, but I'm lookin for dead presidents
I'm like sonic when you hit me, but instead of rings, it's Benjamin's
High level when I'm rapping, you would think I hit the penjamin
Rap like it's my last day living, so I'm sending it
Bank bandit, when I rap with Frank Gambit
Make bands, bitch, and you know I stay at it
Write a fuckin masterpiece in under 7 minutes
And I see you fuckin bitches with your bitches, I still get them digits
Gonna have to kill my fuckin kids, Chris Benoit
Had weirdos in my circle, like really, who sent yall?
Fuck it, leave a message, I ain't answer if you called
Guess yall really grew some balls, but yall left me so appalled
Tryna get signed to Kanye West, or get signed to Con and Wes
Vacation ain't do shit, I still been dropping, man, and yall be stressed
Who the fuck is you, my g, and how you think you got me pressed?
Guess you forgot where I come from, bitch, I come straight from out BX
Ye beat on this EL-P, but a Killer on the Mike
Like J Dilla or Mac Miller, still a legend when I die
Fuck it tho
I don't even wanna think of playing with you hoes
Man, yous a bitch, and I'm fuckin you, no Sean Combs
Gotta pray for yall, but I ain't on my knees, bitch
I don't bow down to no man, no, not even Jesus
Hope I can see the heavens one day
I'm battling myself, I stopped going to church on Sunday
Probably get killed on the street for talkin all of that gunplay
If I die on the streets of the B, don't let me die on the beats
Continue my legacy, till my music fades away
Champaign wishes, and 30 white bitches
I got these kids pissin in they britches askin "man, who did this?"
I can't stop when I want, I tried that, I'm addicted
This rappin shit is my house, and you gettin evicted
2am and I'm still writing, man, I'm gettin kinda tired
But, I'm laughing at these bitches who wanted me to retire
I bully yall on the track so much, you think I'm Tobey Maguire
I'm done, I'll let the tag finish this shit

SO APPALLED

QUESTIONING (FT. HOODIE HILLTOP)

[Verse 1 (Lou Kray)]
Slidin on the beat, make you think i bought an ice skate
Find ways to make me a fine day
Got game, got shoes, i dont get play
Caught me prayin up, bitch im black kray
Find ways to make this a new age
New neck, techno wrist by black mage
Imma fuck the bitch, im on high stakes
Where the fuck is my brain, playin mind games
Mind games on this shitll make yo brain go dummy
They got time to make you into a ray or somethin
Pray to God with a T, thats the way or somethin
All the odds pressin me, it isnt may or nuthin
Got time to find me a new way
Make time to make this a good day
The way I rap start a new age
And im stronger now, fit like Luke Cage

[Chorus (Lou Kray)]
(Break your heart in two)
Uh
Show my fangs, bitch
Show my fangs, bitch
We on fang shit
(Break your heart in two)
Uh
Show my fang shit
I'm going bang, bitch

[Verse 2 (ANARKIST)]
Tommy and Dooki like Charlie and Dennis
See you in court i ain’t talking no tennis
Rap is a jedi bitch i’m the apprentice
Lock my ass up i won’t finish the sentence 
Fire like anakin got the game panicking
Need me a Leela to give me some brannigan
She hit my phone but i’m not gonna answer it You think you’re sick but you’re really just cancerous
Label just paid me what hulk pays in damages
I got them pressed like italian sandwiches 
Why the fuck my chain look like the eye of agamotto
Bitch i reup by the boatload
Then i take a sip of cocoa then i clutch a 1v everyone because i solo

[Chorus (Lou Kray)]
(Break your heart in two)
Uh
Show my fangs, bitch
Show my fangs, bitch
We on fang shit
(Break your heart in two)
Uh
Show my fang shit
I'm going bang, bitch

[Verse 3 (warwillkill)]
Call me Chief Keef, bitch, we going bang bang
I can see that you and me ain't on the same thang
We ain't sharing brainwaves
Bitch, you ain't gang gang
On my vamp shit, watch me show my dang fangs
Defektors in ya area
We causing mass hysteria
I'm the man in the mask, you would think I'm Jim Carrey, bruh
I hop up on the track, and then shit get a bit scarier
I leave these bitches very hurt
This shit is getting crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious
Typa timing I be on on these tracks is nefarious
I fuck the track up so good that it think we boutta marry up
I carry them, when I hop on their track
Bitch, I go very dumb
I bury them like my name was Brock Fuckin Lesnar
I always say yall trash, but don't shoot the fucking messenger
Huh
You know how I be ya story ender
redruM, murdering these tracks, that's why I'm next up
Here she comes
Better watch yo step
Fuck around with otter gang, then bitch you getting pressed
Matter of fuck, fuck the bitches that rap
They bite ya neck and suck ya fuckin blood, like they drac

[Chorus (Lou Kray & warwillkill)]
You breaking my heart in two, dang, bitch
Looks like I'm gonna show my fangs, bitch
Show my fangs, bitch
We on fang shit
(Break your heart in two)
Uh
Show my fang shit
I'm going bang, bitch

DEFEKTORS - FANGS24! (FT. ANARKIST)

[Chorus (Mr. Midnight)]
Tell me what you want, I got what you need
I got everything that you please
You don't gotta worry about a thing
You know I got your back, 100,000
Some bitches think they want smoke with me
I really doubt it
If I embarrass you in front of your clique, I won't say sorry

[Verse 1 (Mr. Midnight)]
Midnights back on the track, bringing hip-hop back
Issa blast from the past, remixing this track
Its the DaFektorz on yo block, blowing up yo spot
With the glock, fuck with us, then you finna get shot
We out here with the bars for days, shit, weeks straight 
I got what you need, the bars that leave bitches in dismay 
This beats more magical than spending a day at Disney 
I gotta feed the streets, I gotta feed the streets, my brothers gotta eat, sometimes, you gotta cheat
Drinking liquor, smoking trees
Roll up a blunt of weed
I never thought I would succeed, but, look at me now
Thissa ghetto love letter, wow
Click click, blow, click, blow
That's the sound the choppa make, now
What this rap shit taught me is, even if I sink, I won't ever drown, yuh

[Chorus (Mr. Midnight)]
Tell me what you want, I got what you need
I got everything that you please
You don't gotta worry about a thing
You know I got your back, 100,000
Some bitches think they want smoke with me
I really doubt it
If I embarrass you in front of your clique, I won't say sorry
I got your wants, and needs
I got your wants, and needs
I got your wants, and needs
I got your wants, and needs
Haha
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

[Verse 2 (Dooki, The Lake)]
Tell me what you want and what you need
I be jumpin crazy feel like speed
Ill kill and eat a track up thats the thing
you know ill blow a rack, 100,000
you talkin shit yeah i know that you not about it
im gon embarrass you infront of yo clique, me and midnight duo on the volley
dookis back on the track
bringin sexy back
its a blast from the past
td sound like ghast
kill a fuckin bd 
ya bring the body bag
body tag
and rag
for the shit im spittin
yeah im rappin hella mean
but im cute like kitten
i lost im winning
yeah lost im winning
im lost and still win it

[Chorus (Mr. Midnight)]
Tell me what you want, I got what you need
I got everything that you please
You don't gotta worry about a thing
You know I got your back, 100,000
Some bitches think they want smoke with me
I really doubt it
If I embarrass you in front of your clique, I won't say sorry

DEFEKTORS - WANTS AND NEEDS (2022 REMIX)

TOYD (FT. MAJINMELLONZ)

LYRICS:

[Verse 1]
They call me Ted DiBiase, man, I'm young, rich, and tasteless
They hear me say "it's war" and they're staring in amazement
They wonder why im braging tho I haven't even made it
I gotta have that mindset now, I cannot just be waiting
It's been 1 whole year since our first EP
But, you already know we still hearing "thanks jah" from the streets
This year, I kept my circle tight, stood away from all the freaks
Now, we back in this bitch, and we never gonna leave
These the Million Dollar Man raps
You say you better than me, well, you know that man caps
Stay in ya lane, we already know ya shits wack
Don't even play, man, we don't wanna hear that

[Chrous]
You already know I'm young, rich, and tasteless
So, I ain't gonna listen to what the fuck you be sayin
Bitch, I came from the BX, I came from the ghetto
So, when I hear the money counter, it don't beep, it say "hello"
You already know I'm young, rich, and tasteless
So, I ain't gonna listen to what the fuck you be sayin
Bitch, I came from the BX, I came from the ghetto
So, when I hear the money counter, it don't beep, it say "hello"

[Verse 2]
She can't get enough of that white, she sniff the residue
I make sure to murder the mic, and count up the revenue
Act like you know, I'll put you on some shit you never knew
Act like you real, but you curve me like you the letter U
Listen the fuck up, that's some shit you better do
You fuckin with the wrong guy, the shit you do is regrettable
I been wearing my mask to cover up my scars
I roll up my weed, and smoke it like a cigar
I'm a star, they be playing my shit up and down the yards
The lone survivor of wdgaf, without no Markey Mark
I been at this for longer than I remember, and I've come so far
Bitch, im paid in full, bumping Rakim in my cars
Countless relationships came and went, so many broken hearts
But I still go hard, don't catch me lacking, don't put down my guard
It's the Million Dollar Man with the big gold title belt
Linking back with Jah just to give these other rappers hell

[Chorus]
You already know I'm young, rich, and tasteless
So, I ain't gonna listen to what the fuck you be sayin
Bitch, I came from the BX, I came from the ghetto
So, when I hear the money counter, it don't beep, it say "hello"
You already know I'm young, rich, and tasteless
So, I ain't gonna listen to what the fuck you be sayin
Bitch, I came from the BX, I came from the ghetto
So, when I hear the money counter, it don't beep, it say "hello"

IT $AY HELLO (WARWILLKILL & THANKXJAH)

LYRICS:

[Chorus]
Gettin that money, man, everyday
You know I'll be there for every pay
Talkin my shit, and I back it up
Countin my racks and I stack em up
How he yo homie? You did him foul
Still lookin at his mama with a smile
Don't trust a word that come out they mouth
You'll know when you find out what they about

[Verse 1]
Till then, you just question they whereabouts
You did them foul, now we stare them down
Can't take my crown, that shit too attached
Getting clingy with, this that newer batch
Get nasty with it, this that sewer pack
I'm a supervillain with the super raps
Gotta grip my chain, shove it in ya face
Flex it in the cameras, and break the bank
Gotta run the fade, it's that time of day
Million Dollar Man don't care what they say
Wanna be mysterious, I'll find ya play
Knew I was poppin when I made away
Knew I was next, cause I made a way
Gotta fear me, and give God the highest praise
Saying "thanks Jah"
He help me break yall
Better fear us, then you praise God

[Chorus]
Gettin that money, man, everyday
You know I'll be there for every pay
Talkin my shit, and I back it up
Countin my racks and I stack em up
How he yo homie? You did him foul
Still lookin at his mama with a smile
Don't trust a word that come out they mouth
You'll know when you find out what they about

[Verse 2]
Tired of waiting to get my pay
I more than deserved it, I'm here to stay
I get with my homies, hop on the train
From Bronx to Manhattan, I'm makin waves
They appreciate me, even when I'm late
Cause I been making bangers from straight out the gate
Ain't link up with Jah in a year
And now we back, makin flavors for your ears
Man, I take pride in how hard I work
Everyday, I make my new hardest Verse
The money come in, my parents ask "how?"
Then, they wonder how they can make me the Cash Cow
Get down
I been holding down the city for a goddamn minute
Now, I'm gonna figure out who really with it
Shoutout my day 1s, they been knew my mission
Get money and go off the grid is the mission
I'm in it

[Chorus]
Gettin that money, man, everyday
You know I'll be there for every pay
Talkin my shit, and I back it up
Countin my racks and I stack em up
How he yo homie? You did him foul
Still lookin at his mama with a smile
Don't trust a word that come out they mouth
You'll know when you find out what they about

[Verse 3]
The money be makin these bitches act crazy
They see you get paid, and they actin like babies
They call you cause they want some favors
They ain't real friends, they some snakes, you in danger
Shit, you can even be doughless
People still will play you for a hoe bitch
That's why I done kept my circle tight
Ain't going out like Ceaser, bitch, not tonight
I'm smarter than that
It be the pussy ass bitches who be actin hard in they raps
Beefin online, but you see them in life, they fatass shit they pants and they have heart attacks
That is why, lately, I'm movin in silence
Became passafist cause i don't do no violence
But will pass a fist if provoked
But, yall just some clowns, so I take you as jokes
Ted DiBiase dont speak to no broke, so pipe down
The king of New York, no one taking my crown
The liars always gonna come with the scams
Think my rhymes in they pocket, they burning through pants

[Chorus]
Gettin that money, man, everyday
You know I'll be there for every pay
Talkin my shit, and I back it up
Countin my racks and I stack em up
How he yo homie? You did him foul
Still lookin at his mama with a smile
Don't trust a word that come out they mouth
You'll know when you find out what they about

TOPIA (WARWILLKILL & THANKXJAH)

LYRICS:

[Verse 1 (Che Poarch)]
Shmoke weed till the eyes drop,
People want the style hot but they cant take the fire pot,
And when all the smiles drop, bitches be on my lap,
Recognise me after concerts, know the whip is lilac,
Hows was that? 
Not too hard im hoping, bro just save your ouches man,
Minutes turn to hours passed, cali in the flower patch,
Orquideas, making pesos like bezos, 
But they know they in jungle
Actually in need of power packs,
How are you,
Doing man,
Sour paches, turning sweet after a minute, 
Oppertunties all closing doors to yall im off the hinges,
Lock your answer in cause imma bout to take you imprint,
I am sensing we aint on the same wave not in sync,
Distinct flavour that i bring is what yall needing,
So i needle in to veins and shit until your arms be bleeding,
Now, brace yourself before the cart hits em,
Poarch is all like eat my shorts on some bart simpson,
Home invador like joe peschi hoe met me for less than,
Fifteen minutes though guessing she want my dough and not friendship,
What a bitch,
Hotter shit im droppin it,
Politics abolishment,
Warwillkill and poarch the shit,
And the prod too,
They aint get much love,
Dont mean to bother you,
Im just having fun,

[Chorus (warwillkill)]
Count it up
You ain't makin none that C.R.E.A.M, then we know you ain't like us
Gettin bucks
You know we don't give no fucks
Better pay more than enough

[Verse 2 (warwillkill)]
I keep my bricks in the drawer
Bitch, I am bored
You don't believe in Jesus, but wear Christian Dior
Lookin at my girl, and I say "oh lord
Damn they don't make em like this anymore"
They wondering who spitting on the track till they get to part where the rapper says his name (its war)
I ain't gonna be like these other fucking rappers who only doing this shit for the fame (that's for sure)
Don't fuck with rappers, cause they all be fuckin lame (of course)
Man, I make it pretty clear that I'm different from yall
And whenever I'm rappin, shit is like im gifted from God
If you gonna beef, cool, just don't get me involved
You better leave a fuckin message, I ain't answering that call
The proof is in the puddin
And you ain't gettin shit unless it's hella work you put in
Deny it all you want, but I can see you been influenced
I been talkin hella money, I think I'm becoming fluent
Shit be insane when you put your mind to it
Encountered some tough times, but, you know I grind through it
They say "you gonna blow", I said "yeah, I knew this"
My cockiness can be a nucince
When I'm on the track tho, I know I go stupid
He said, she said, need some more me?
Bitch, you ain't getting shit, cause none of this come for free, that's what's up

[Chorus (warwillkill)]
Count it up
You ain't makin none that C.R.E.A.M, then we know you ain't like us
Gettin bucks
You know we don't give no fucks
Better pay more than enough

COUNTIN $$$ (FT. CHE POARCH) [WARWILLKILL & THANKXJAH]

DEAD PREZIE$ (WARWILLKILL & THANKXJAH)

THE CROWN (FT. DEWYONDI)

ALIEN (FT. JJARED)

FLY $HIT (FT. AGENT SIN, HOODIE HILLTOP)

starring:

warwillkill as Triple H
Heartbreak Julio as Shawn Michaels
Rajin Mann as Rick Rude

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