For Benji Ramos in No Pixel

Written & Performed by CHAR
Mixed by Pentium Beats
Produced by F Beatz

Lyrics:
Uno, dos, tres, let's go 

1st verse:
Welcome to the barrio you motherfucking fools
Time to teach you all a lesson
Sit down enjoy the view
See you praying to Maria while I stand in front of you 
Glock in my hand
You know what I'm gonna do 

2nd verse:
Do you know who I am
Let me give a couple clues
You tried to mess with my boys
And my girl, that's on you
But don't expect to be alive when
Vice El Jefe says you're through
Cuz these bullets through your skull
Are just the God damn preview 

Bridge:
Tiptoe in the night
Dont turn off the light
Eastside Vagos, Puto
Will help you sleep tonight
X2 

Chorus:
We on that benergy, Killing spree, Synergy
Hey! 
We on that benergy, Killing spree, Synergy
Hey! 
We on that loyalty, royalty, novelty shit
All these bodies on the ground
Ya know the benergy hit
x2 

3rd verse:
BS told me what you did
We go ra ta ta ta
Eastside psychos ain't no snitch
We go na na na na
Be careful what you say or we'll put you in the ditch
Estas Muerto, haha, you motherfucking bitch 

Bridge:
Tiptoe in the night
Dont turn off the light
Eastside Vagos, Puto
Will help you sleep tonight
X2 

Chorus/Ending:
We on that benergy, Killing spree, Synergy
Hey! 
We on that benergy, Killing spree, Synergy
Hey! 
We on that loyalty, royalty, novelty shit
All these bodies on the ground
Ya know the benergy hit


BENERGY

One bomb found in a meeting
Not sure how it got there
Only takes one cop to defuse it 
something here seems unfair

The Lost are just getting angry
is a gang not much of a threat?
they think maybe the state should go sovereign
and the message they write be in red

One republic for the people of Sandy
gather everyone around for resource
Members friends and the old ladies
peace is all they were asking for

And it's all going down
in a tiny little desert town

Holdens voice echoes through the city
brainwashing anyone he could get
the volunteers are farming potatoes
in exchange for food and drink while theyre there

Suddenly the PD comes looking
but get stopped by a lock on the gate
flyovers get shot down by PRSSM
a truce is already too late

Senator and a president talking
'take the shot' is his command
the bullet missed and Rudi goes running
this whole thing is getting out of hand

And it's all going down
in a tiny little desert town

The lost calls in reinforcements
Vagos, Ballas and Sinister souls
Street Team, BSK HOA and Mayhem
even Hydra Gang got involved

Monday midday the battle begins
PRSSM gives it all that they can
The senate and the PD retreating
seeing their own judges fighting the man

Dawn gets a cop on their own
executes her before she could speak
some people were locked up for treason
a dozen footsoldiers and one EMT

Finally there's a cease fire called upon
isnt all this bloodshed enough?
Enemy of the state and a peoples republic
someone had to call the PD's bluff

And it's all going down
in a tiny little desert town
This is how it went down
In a tiny little desert town

The Lost War Story

On The Run - Damien Tinkerman

LYRICS

cruising round city with my windows down

sun beamin on my face

swerving and im speeding all around the town

it is like im in a race

pullin right on up to dodo truck

seein the homie and sayin whats up

grabbin my contract and groupin right up

feel charismatic and stackin cash up

I just can't help but smile

while I run my trial

and it takes a while 

but when I make it back I 

see that it is all worthwhile

drivin all these miles

Got my money piled

up

I am a dodo driver

Makin tons of cash

tryin not to crash

unsuccessfully

I am running every red light

in my big ass truck

i dont give a fuck

Dodo Gang

Produced by: twitter.com/Dualiity_music​
Cover Made by: twitch.tv/Malkosean

Lyrics:
tried to take over grove, put out da white pickets... 
Its too bad you purple pussies keep losing dem plane tickets. 
Yo whole gang full of bitches n loose lipped snitches
that's why yo houses built near one of the biggest ditches
yo man frog really thought he was known as the goat
in the end all he had was a damn frog down in his throat
heard  your street is left gone deserted, up  to split
now find lil bro someone that's free to babysit
Now over to plastic bitches known as Cipriani
how you got them butter faces to match a botched body
they said money don't buy happiness you beg to differ
we can tolerate yo ass if there's a blindfold at every dinner

Do i even need to bring up SSH
they lose their homes they members every day
if you wanna take their spots just pick a day
shoot a bullet n they'll come around and pay
now throw it over to the green beans
make their living off of taxing dem green leaves
all no names not one of em can step to me
hey Ivan money wont buy you a  personality
oh hey look its da money machine known as soprano
I just wanna say I'm a long time fan yo
sike your just a money spike
all your boys gather round your plate for a fuckin bite
how you got all the money and the power
but even Danny's wont dare fuckin cower
go climb back into your secret hidden tower
and let the don jenny take the beat and just devour
Yo Spanish Lords aka old SSH
stop switching your colors every mothafuckin day
Q said the colors black n gold boo hoo
cheat on rosa again n shell make you black n blue
keep your dick in your pants q
 and go control your lil ants too
y'all just a bunch of lil pussy city plants woo
hey tex you think we work with the cops
go  check ur girl before she also marries yo ops

gambettis ill spit you out before i chew
ya'll just a piece of gum that's stuck onto my shoe
how ya'll keep comin back after getting the boots
take the hint go to arena and learn how to shoot
now let me take it easy on Versetti
Tommys a lil pussy that'll get upsetti
how he lead a mob but never seen
his boys ask for help n he's already fled the scene
i heard there was yet another crew in red
but they been done for their leads already dead
came back again just to hold this L
Hey diablos listen up cuz I'm the queen of hell
now lets hand the mic over to da little minnows
imma poison yo crew like I'm the black widow
you had a big gang but it fell apart
I guess they were all marabuntas at heart
there's a sea full of sharks but they all leakin blood
all that's left is a bunch of bubble guppies stuck in mud
don't worry ill carry on this massacre quickly
ill slash yo tires n break yo windows pretty Swifty
Hey Gary you just woke up da golden goose
just a question, how you get the name bouche
you're a fuckin green pussy know as a yute
matter of fact change your name to Gary douche
now lets end the grey mob known as pegorino
word is that Day been given Eden dat pegorino
the gang looser den a hoe in San Marino 
Ill shotgun ya'll to da face like a Pellegrino
does anyone even remember the Gonzales
me neither they been ghosting, now that's wildin
how y'all gang yellow black n blue
but when I ask if they heard of you they say, who?
now Let me not forget the madrazo
now das a tough ass act for you follow
ill say it in Spanish before i shoot ya
your whole gang, eres una puta
we'll put ya in a body bag and leave u for dead
better run da next time you see the crew in red
Hand crafted, ain't selectable
get on your knees this my confessional
make my words n watch he we move delectable
that's what you call us, professional

if your crew was mention congratulations
it means that you left your mark in this generation
if your crew was left un named go cry in shame
it means that indeed your name will die in vain
imma load my mic on all you hoes and let it pop
respond with a diss track if you think u can top
this lyrical massacre wont ever stop 
this is what I call a Jenny Ondamic drop

Professional Massacre

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From glittering retro grooves to late-night trap ballads, each track floats effortlessly between emotion and rhythm. 🪩🎤✨ Whether it’s dancefloor-ready beats or soulful slow burners, Paper Wings captures moments of love, freedom, and the bittersweet beauty of letting go — all wrapped in a neon-lit, genre-fused dream. 💫🎶🔥

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🎧 Track 299: “This Tab’s Yours”
by 4Me2BeFree

🔻 Song Insight
“This Tab’s Yours” is a lyrical evisceration wrapped in composure. It’s not a scream—it's a final word, a controlled purge of betrayal, identity erosion, and mental entrapment. This track closes a long arc of emotional warfare, not with a bang, but with a scalpel. Every verse walks through the wreckage of a relationship that blurred truth and manipulation, memory and performance.


🔻 Lyrics

[Verse 1]  
Words thrown—shit against a wall  
Can’t build on cracks—just watch it fall  
Hiccups echo through my mind  
This pain ain’t mine, but it rewinds  
Session crimes—still serving time  
Old emotions dressed in new design  

[Verse 2]  
Wish my pain would stop re-explaining  
Overprocessed the process—it’s draining  
I insist this mess is dismissed  
But still, it drips. It resists.  
This system’s an abscess  
Spreads like rust—refuses rest  
I want my memories. I want my mind.  
But this loop stays stuck—redesigned  

[Verse 3]  
You play with my head  
I write bars to survive  
You hide from emotion  
Mine stream on live  
You block your past  
I’m trapped in replay  
You mocked my pain—  
I got wise. Walked away.  

[Verse 4]  
Never respected my fears  
Auto-stored and weaponized  
Turned my truth into triggers  
You made the past come alive  
Built a trap—blueprint of me  
Laid each lie like masonry  
The depths you went, the shit you sold  
Your love was fake. Your silence cold.  

[Refrain – Female Vocal Return]  
Some debts don’t fade with time  
Some voices haunt the line  
Some love was never mine…  
(and it’s fine)  

[Verse 5]  
Mind bound—chained to a bed  
Watching reruns—clips in my head  
No lines I missed, no truths unread  
Just scenes I wish I’d burned instead  
Facing loss, my insides twitch  
The skit was yours—no soul, just script  

Are you sick? To act that way?  
What’s so fucked inside your brain?  
Was it all a lie—your name, your cry?  
Did you ever feel, or just get by?  

[Verse 6]  
Nine years—my time, my fire  
You traded love for false desire  
No thought of loss, no cost to weigh  
You walked like we were made of clay  
Now you frame this as mutual flame  
Like we both sparked this twisted game  
But your delusions—deep and cracked  
And hearts like yours don’t take love back  

[Verse 7]  
This world is cruel—I thought I knew  
But I said “I do” to the dark in you  
You broke my house, my name, my trust  
And turned soft hearts into rust  
But I rebuilt. Rewired my part.  
Concrete walls guard this heart.  
No access granted. No more spins.  
This story ends. I don't begin again.  

You made your bed. You played your part.  
You broke your mind. You split this art.  
Yeah, you say you miss me—  
I bet you do.  
Now life reflects the real you.  
What you had—wasn’t that bad  
Now it’s lost, and that’s just sad.  

[Outro – Spoken / Final Statement]  
Shit is done. Roads laid.  
Lesson burned—bridge unmade.  
I was traded. I was used.  
But I walked, and I refused.  

You held me back. You made me pay.  
But this tab?  
It’s yours. All day.


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