All That ft. Chip Locke

gettin' heavy over that creepy Kill the Hunter production.

while you’ve been searchin for some cash, and hurtin for some ass,
I’ve been turning purp to ash, and workin on my craft
you pop culture, I drop culture, rob ya holster time to smoke ya,
then turn ya bitch bad, like amarosa
on the beats I’m Hannibal, I manhandle those,
make you sick to ya stomach, no antacids or antedotes
I’m tryna get it how I live it, 
but I’ve gotten nothing but shit cuz I’m shittin on em like a flock of pigeons
so fuck a box a chocolates, this shit is an apocalypse  
life is a rocky walk and this kid is rockin moccasins
still doin it no hands, on my waka flocka shit
you flauntin it, you fraudulent! you talkin’ it, I’m walkin it! 
I’m off of it! next subject, people qtalking shit:
put nick in a box wit chris Wallace, tupac, slim and lock em in
whatevers left? playa that’s me
bad freak, sack of weed, back seat, now that’s heat
fat chief, yeah the profits something like apaches
yeah we always do it big, someone get the magnums
you flaccid, I’m acid
we putting all the stress on these cats, so don’t forget the accent
forever preach this, never defeat this
all my thesis got you speechless
aint fly like a g6, my drives like a v6
higher than venus is, so where you think my peak is 


Hannibal (ft. Chip Locke)

our unfinished rendition of make it rain. switching up the styles, I guess. tell me what you think internetters.

Make it Rain (rmx)

180'd the smooth bumper by Drake. enjoy, you fucks. I AM THE SECOND verse.

fancy (rmx)

smoke break. like we took a break from smoking and recorded this. then started smoking again. august 27th.

fatrapsrmx.

nutella on toast is what this is. smooth but crispy. idk. bump it loudly tho

you ain't know

I lay it down on the last 16 bars whatta?

Top Notch ft. Mitch Kerr & Puff

tell me what you think....DOESNT MATTER IF YOU THINK ITS WHACK AS FUCK OR DOPE AS FUCK. just tell me WHY.

freestyle (or hastily written bars then quickly recorded) over the Planet Asia cut.
this the new edition, iron chefs in this soup kitchen
in tune with our intuition now we grillin newer fishes
also known as stupid bitches, lookin like cupid hitcha
sweatin the crew that’s witcha till I come and screwed the physics
yeah, I got this down to a science
but these times that we live in got me risen like osiris
tired of all the tyrants, proprietary giants
wining and dinin suck the life out these pirates
internet messiahs, we shinin like diamonds
despite the fact that there aint nobody buyin
got all these fresh lines, but aint nobody bitin
get these jokes off the mic lemme show you how to rhyme damn
yo shit is shitty, as nitty gritty as kitties
you on that milli vanilli, I’m on that billy the kiddie
got the revolver drawn to demolish you problems
these products of prada thinking they bosses? well lemme pop off
that all you got? lemme hear the bitches get
ya voice shot? lemme hear the kids get
the new edition get vicious get riches get
got you lames sayin wowzers x2




The Medicine

these are the lyrics, please download and comment! it honestly means the world to me. the only way I can improve! I'm the second verse!

THANK YOU

fresh track we recorded today, January 1st 2011. Happy new years homies! I'm second btw
if my bars are crazy, papyrus was my psychiatrist,
prescribe me a pipe and lighter with some fire shit
forbidden fruit is ripened, I got my eye on it
this dude is hungry man, thinking bout biting it
or should I plant the seeds and grow a whole ranch of trees
and sell those motherfuckers for like 98 dollars a piece
that’s what happens when agitation meets imagination
a fascination with talent wasted…its sad to face it
that’s how life goes, walkin on a tightrope
see how far that light goes no telling where you might go
iono, all I’m saying is its easy when you’re focusing
and ya wallet is full of i.o.u.s and broken dreams
I fuckin smoke this green, hoping for the cream,
but now I’m 20 dollars poorer, with unspoken aims
listen, I ball when the tape hits
the track say no? I fuckin rape it
this is fuckin dank shit its time for yall ta taste it
you whack brothers: eat up on ya fiber cuz you aint SHIT
*****I DO NOT OWN THIS INSTRUMENTAL**** ***FOR PROMOTIONAL USES ONLY******


Ambitchin' ft. Mitch Kerr and Fred Puff

Track 3 from "Your Neighborhood Drug Dealer", a mixtape by Chip Locke. download that for your own good. http://www.mediafire.com/?n76860a7by8dnvv

PGPNJK