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01. Demons In My Soul (Prod.By Baker Phonk)

DOWNLOAD - http://bit.ly/1DKTYDA

artwork by https://instagram.com/lynch.cassidy

DONNATELLA
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RELLIM
soundcloud - https://soundcloud.com/iamrellim
twitter - https://twitter.com/rellimogt

NO LO$$E$  (prod. RELLIM)

Art of Destruction

The Chills

lil jeep (prod. cian p)

Gustav Ahr's Album

worlds away (prod. horse head)

cobain w/ lil tracy (prod. smokeasac)

Mura Masa - LoveSick ft. ASAP Rocky

https://G59Records.com

[VERSE I: LIL REMAINS]

we be them gorillas creepin' inside your motherfucking mind
germ got the axe
watch him lift it up and then swing it from behind

[VERSE II: GERM]

who is he?
that fucker a beast
came with the fleet, knock you out your fleece
cold summers with them long winters, if need be
fuck the world, bitch, i'm balls deep

[VERSE III: LIL INFECTED]

demons surround me
i'm drowing
i'm fiending for opiates
scheming
i hope it gets colder
the seasons they change but we holding
defeating the opposition
opposite of the competition

[VERSE IV: LIL REMAINS]

we start a fucking riot
don't try me
i strike like lightning or tyson
do drive by's riding on bikes, man
i swear that murder excitin'
i'm expediting your life's end
we multiplying alliance
you biting? well, i'm delighted
welcome to hell, i'm your guidance

[VERSE V: GERM]

hold on
call on me
diamonds dancing, homie
running for office
offensive and lawless
balls of the rawest in jaws of the new elect
fucked up be my set like ratchets with hatchets wilding
catching necks.
i'm bout bad shit like where the plague at?
that guy with the lost cause
fifty one fifty
spazzing, screaming where the flame at?

[VERSE VI: LIL INFECTED]

flame on
plague calm
stained palms
pop eight pills now the fucking pain's gone
slaying yall
chain flawed
same song
change long
long mane
raised kong
trained kong to slay them broads
reign strong

[VERSE VII: LIL REMAINS]

dirty nasty up the ante
drop top, dat way
mr. pop off on a banny

[VERSE VIII: GERM]

i got a bottle of thompson
bunch of shitty whiskey in me
gentilly with the 7th ward lord
razor blades slice the vocal chords

[VERSE IX: LIL INFECTED]

from new orleans to atlanta
sip a dirty big shot fuck a fanta
sell out a show in santa ana
dirty nasty propaganda

DIRTIERNASTIERSUICIDE

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - SLIP ON A BANANA CLIP

https://open.spotify.com/artist/5peUHq2Ya8RBqm5GSq16QU

ft. https://soundcloud.com/nguvo100 & https://soundcloud.com/digiscaledonna

RELLIM
https://twitter.com/bbyfaceskeleton
https://instagram.com/iamrellim
https://facebook.com/prodbyrellim

mixed by Nguvo & RELLIM
produced/mastered by RELLIM.

download - https://www.toneden.io/iamrellim/post/nguvo-donnatella-two-piece

Two Piece (Single)

Free Download

two piece (ft. NGUVO & DONNATELLA)

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PART I: NO SALIVATION FOR THE PROMISE OF SALVATION

[VERSE I: PAPA PINE]

reach into my pocket and i grab a couple crumpled hunnids
weed look like some crumbled hunnids
blunted out the fuzz is hunting
paranoia turn my stomach
H1 Hummer
rough and rugged
desert camo trunk to the front end
shirt unbuttoned
seat adjusted
100 mph bitch i seem accustomed to life in the fast lane
nothing in the motherfucking gas tank
dumping ashes and laughing
fucking ducking what comes from the government
peeling out into the sunset
eyes so low look like a sunset

[HOOK:
GREYFIVENINE BITCH I SIGNED MY LIFE AWAY]

[VERSE II: YUNG CHRIST]

back on my bullshit
know how to pimp it
put my foot on the fucking brakes
signed up for a life
became yung christ
all i got was a death wish, illness, and a piece of $UICIDE
fuck this ego
fuck this pride
easily execution on my side
homicide homicide
what we used to all the time
we in the benz off the benzos
our depression clinical

PART II: TRY HOWLING AT THE MOON WHILE BEING STRANGLED

[VERSE I: LIL 2/3RDS]

meet me by the moon
half past dusk
back from the dust
cut throat he love them drugs and guns
chilling in the cut
got about 20K and a gun
got a pile of adderall
cigarette butts
everyday adds up
do i look like a give a fuck?
every day of every month
bloody nights turn bloodier
death could be right in front of you
still wouldn't recognize her
got a death list that some still got to catch this
best put the tec quick
die bitch!

[VERSE II: 7th WARD DRAGON]

you ever had to dig your own grave?
live your life with no name
backwood full of romaine
okay
'96 benz with the cocaine paint hoe
high until my death i got the propane tank low
gas seeping all over the house until my say so
light the fucking match now the tank blow
so glad i stayed home
someone call the cops from the payphone
flames all around me
man i hoping they fucking drown me
crown made of ashes only way they fucking found me
forget about me
only way you might not feel so lousy
forget about me
on my own head i would have priced a bounty

PART III: MISSED MY CUE FOR CURTAIN CALL

[VERSE I: RUBY DA CHERRY]

and for my last trick i don't think i'm cut off for this rap shit
$UICIDE i fucking scream it from the rooftop
the only thing i ever did worth mentioning ever since slick burned me a CD of lil wayne
that shit prolly still in my boom box
but now a days i can walk into an establishment and select myself on the fucking jukebox
if i wanted to cop a black countach
drive that shit like 2 blocks and then smash in the back of a new cop car
now i think i'm wanted too

[VERSE II: SLICK SLOTH]

i'm on that lean
yeah that drank
i'm on them bars
don't want to think
i'm on that loud
amphetamines got no time for sleep
lost in my thoughts
i don't know who a friend and who a enemy
nerves real disturbed
down from head to toe
ever feel like sometimes you got to let it go?
plenty days i thought this shit was over
creator of the movement
creator of the music
still feel like i'm losing

I Want to Die In New Orleans

I NO LONGER FEAR THE RAZOR GUARDING MY HEEL (IV)

SIDE EFFECTS III AVAILABLE JANUARY 2019

[LYRICS]

WHY MY BITCH LOOK BAD AS FUCK
WHY I NEED THAT NEW BENTLEY TRUCK
WHY HE NEED A NEW CASKET
TURN AROUND AND PASS IT
PULL UP WITH THAT PLASTIC
LET YOU KNOW WHATS HAPPENIN
I KNOW IMA GET THAT MONEY THO
I KNOW IMA MAKE THAT MONEY ROLL
I KNOW I WONT LET MY MONEY FOLD
IMA GET THAT FUCKING MONEY THO
MONEY HOE
FOUR DOOR WITH THAT BLACK TINT
KEEP ON PASSING
FUCK TWELVE
DO THE DASH IN IT
ACT AN ASS IN IT
GOD DAMN
BEEN THE FUCKING MAN AROUND TOWN
UNDERSTAND HOW TO GET ROUND
LAY EM ALL FACE DOWN
FOUR FOUR POUND
ALL YOU CLOWNS LOOKING FUNNY THO
RUN UP WITH THE STEAM
ON MY BEES OUT THE HONEYCOMB
WHERE THE MONEY GROW ON TREES
HOW YOU LOVE DAT
PULL OFF RIPPING SLUGS BACK
LEAVE A BLOCK BLOODBATH
STRETCH EM LIKE ELASTIC THO
MY BITCH BAD LIKE A CENTERFOLD
TAKE IT HOW YOU WANNA TAKE IT
COME AROUND AND GET YOU FADED

(LIL BOOSIE INTERLUDE)

DIRTY CLIP NEW NINA
FOUR DEEP TWO SEATER
WE GONE RIDE PASSED YA PEOPLE
HELLO HI ITS NICE TO MEET YA

IMA FUCKING LET IT GO
LEAVING STAINS ON THE FLOOR
TRYNA STAY IT AINT THE SAME
YOU CANT HANG HERE NO MORE
WE AINT PLAYING BOUT IT THO
I AINT PLAYING WITH YOU HOES
WHY MY CHOPPA
BEAT THE BLOCK UP
HAVE IT POPPING
REDENBACHER
FEEL LIKE FLOCKA
ON THE LAVA
BLOCK IS HOT
THEY SINGING OPERA
YOU CANT PLAY ME NO LOCKER
IN THE FIELD NO SOCCER
BITCH COME SACRIFICE
MOTHERFUCK MY LIFE
I WOULD END IT TWICE
WOADIE NAME THE PRICE
FOR THE VICE
THINK I NEED ADVICE
TRIGGER FINGER ITCHING
HOLLOWS STICKING
FORTY RIPPING UP
WHY MY BITCH SUCK ME LIKE DRACULA
OFF A PILL I NEED ANOTHER ONE
ON THE REAL I WILL KILL EVERYONE
DONT TEST ME
BLESS ME
PULL UP WITH NO CEILING LIKE JETSKIS
GRETZKY
WITH THE LITE WORK
SCRAPE THE ICE SKRRT
PUT IN WORK
ALL MY HOMIES LURK
TRYNA MERK
PUT YOU ON A SHIRT
PULL OFF IN A VERT
WITH AN UZI
THINK IM UZI VERT
BITCH IM LUCIFER
FROM THE DIRT
BRING THE FUCKING HURT
WOE DONT WANA SLIDE
HOMICIDE KILL HIS VIBE
LOOK A BITCH UP IN ITS EYES
TELL EM HI
TELL EM DIE


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SIDE EFFECTS 3

WHY? [Prod. Supah Mario x Ghostrage]

[LYRICS]

(HOOK)
GOTTA MAKE EM SAY UHHH
NAH NAH
GOTTA MAKE EM SAY UHHH
NAH NAH
TRYNA MAKE EM SAY UHHH
NAH NAH
IMA MAKE EM SAY UHHH
NAH NAH

DAMN MY WRIST SORE
COUNTING ALL DOUGH
AND IM SMOKING DOPE
BLOWING OUT THE BOW
DIAMONDS DANCING ON ME
FEELING COCKY COCKY COCKY
I JUST DROPPED A WHOLE FOUR
OF WOCKY WOCKY WOCKY
CANT STAND THESE HOES
THEY AINT GOT NO SOUL
AINT GOT NO LOVE FOR EM
NONE I CANT SHOW
BITCH IM OFF A PERKY
STOP ME 
I AINT TRYNA GO
BITCH I RIDE LIKE KAWASAKI
NINJA CHOP MY DOPE
DAMN MY MONEY NICE NICE
IMA RISK MY LIFE LIKE
EACH AND EVERY NIGHT NIGHT
I AINT GOT NO MIND MIND
KILL ME EVERY TIME TIME TIME TIME
IM ON A PLANE THATS OFF WHITE
SHE WANNA BLOW THATS ALL WHITE
I KNOW THE PAIN IT TAKE
TO BE THE ONE THEY NEED
BABY LET ME LIVE
MY MOTHER FUCKING FANTASIES
POPPING ON THESE BARS
NO YOU CANT HANG WITH ME AYE
COUNTING ALL MY SCARS
BABY CAN YOU HANDLE ME

(HOOK)

LIVE LIKE MASTER P
ON THE REAL
FEELING TRILL
FEELING TRILL
FEELINGS GONE BUT ILL STILL
PULL UP ON YA OFF THE RIP
I DONT WANNA STEAL
I DONT WANNA KILL
BUT I WILL
I DONT WANT A DEAL
I DONT WANNA CHILL
THEY AINT REAL
IN THE TRAP SPOT LONELY
DUCKING ALL YOU FAKE HOMIES
FUCK YOU BITCH
CAUSE YOU DONT KNOW ME
ASK ABOUT IT
STILL AINT KNOW IT
HUNNITS ON THE PILLS
HUNNITS FOR THE THRILLS
I DONT CARE
I DONT WANT NO FRIENDS
I DONT WANT A HAND
NEVER DID
ALL THEM KILLAS WITH ME
ALL THEM KILLAS KNOW ME
THATS MY WOADIE
POURING IN A FORTY
POURING OUT THE FORTY
DEAD HOMIES
HATE ME IF YOU WILL
HATE ME TO UNTIL
I DONT CARE
IM JUST TRYNA LIVE
I AINT TRYNA FEEL 
BUT I WILL

(MASTER P INTERLUDE)

BITCH IM WHO THEY WANNA BE
ALL THAT COUNTING IN MY SLEEP
COUNT THIS MONEY NOT NO SHEEP
PROLLY SLEEP THE WHOLE WEEK
ON A PILL I NEED SOME MORE
NEED A GRIP I NEED A HOLD
OH THAT LATE NIGHT GOT MY SOUL
MOBBING LATE NIGHT WITH POLE
IM THE ONE THEY WANNA BE
COME ON DOWN
COME TAKE A PEEK
ALL THAT FLIPPING ALL WEEK
TRAP JUMPING TRAMPOLINE
BITCH IM ALWAYS ON A ROLL
ALL THIS SINNING TAKE MY SOUL
ALL THIS COUNTING GOT ME SORE
GET MY MONEY THEN I GO
ALWAYS COUNTING IN MY SLEEP
COUNT THIS MONEY NOT NO SHEEP
IVE BEEN DUCKED FOR LIKE A WEEK
ON A PILL FEEL LIKE IM WEAK
BITCH IM SORRY NEVER WEAP
ALL THIS COUNTING NEVER SLEEP
TRAP JUMPING ALL WEEK
IM NOT WHO YOU WANNA BE
(HOOK) 

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contact.chetta@gmail.com
All Rights Reserved CHETTA LLC

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NO LIMIT! [Prod. Romandollabill]

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