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produced this track for packo and he didn't upload it to sc so here we are.

ANNINHLATION (feat. $CA$HBAM$, sum1, reburn, zomXwcy & PRODBYTOFR)

Packo - ANNINHLATION (feat. $CA$HBAM$, sum1, reburn, zomXwcy) (prod. tofr)

Can't Get Away (Prodbytofr)

A bedroom track for the non boring.

Lyrics by: chokeartist.
Produced by: tofr
Recorded, mixed & mastered by: chokeartist.

Instagram: @ chokeartist.mp3

for a minute (prod. tofr)

Upright(prod.tofr)

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B♭Min 128

[Dedicated to those in Healing. Break those Cycles]
L.E.V || prod. InfiniteCris (@bigcheddamusic)

lyrics:
If up to me I’d stay cruising in my own lane
But Niggas can’t respect I’m moving at my own pace
What I’m noticing? I’m calling home which ain’t my own place
The walls are closing in, I know I never chose my own fate
There’s nowhere left to go, alone, I carry on this old race
There’s no more road and so I told but they tell me accelerate
I’m racing towards a cliff and yet I proceed
Cuz I’m expected not to crash, can’t say nobody told me
I ask what’s the point of driving they tell me the journey 
But, isn’t that illogical when you need direction?
All these miles not to reach my destination that’s what adds to my depression
Life is of unknown duration, I can do without aggression
Sometimes I want conversation then give in to my repression
I know that I can be frustrating, sorry if that’s your first impression
No my ego not inflating I just like to have progression
Which is ironic we as people are prone to regression 
And the way I go about it may have caused aggression 
But what I realized as of recent, were crabs in this bucket
And that we’ve been in it so long that we have learned to love it
The king crab fillet first man who would’ve thunk it
Once the people hate the act they’ll grab a whole new puppet
I went crazy thinking the love was real, this week said fuck if
And I admit I shouldn’t have been looking at you for something
And I’ve accepted maybe now this really all meant nothing
Working against my cause, fear made me counter productive 
Pick up the pieces of what broke and maybe reconstruct it
It’s not my job to guide if they picked a path destructive 
I now know what it means to make and be the one that loves it
Can’t be surprised when my heart displayed and people crush it
Expect it coming or just don’t waste that time anyway
Human, robot, monster keep your many faces on display

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The Atom & The Crab

prod @infinite cris [platforms soon]
[Dedicated to myself, and TV1]
lyrics:
Therapy Volume one opened up some memories 
Unblurred the lines of who I see as friends & enemies
Ain’t no homies lost just niggas that I outgrew
Hate to burn bridges but I realized that I had too
The block was hot then I realized that I had to move
Our goals lacking congruency and negative influencing 
Had enough issues and I gotta drop 2 at least
I’m restoring my empathy, the care of those next to me
Make em push to be the best instead of pushin to the edge 
And if I can’t speak directly maybe send a song instead
I’m not out the woods yet but finding markings on the trees
Found my sense of direction, follow the lights on the east
The future may not be brighter but it ain’t dark either
The pressure ain’t gettin lighter so ima take a breather 
Feel like I’m a survivor so ima live leisure
Thought that she was the one I saw I didn’t need her
Learning to live with the illness, how to stay contained while still handling your business
How to save face? Gotta stop fighting your feelings
Niggas need bray more than they need luminvance
I don’t need chains, gotta get used to what freedom has
Gettin used to change all the years that fear would hold me back
Father Time and I have repaired our bond 
I was stepping out of line now I’m marching along 

I done came a long way, you gon grant me that 
Tryna keep my head straight not an easy task
All the bullshit had to die, ain’t no going back
It’s my life and I play a major part in that

Para-Social cliques and lost, I survived it all
I was focused on the moment couldn’t build my vault
I ain’t have the reception but they ain’t worth the call
Chose to sink in depression instead of cut it off
Damn, you lose and you learn
Once you in the hot seat either move or you’re burned
You can’t focus on defeat think “I’m puttin me first”
Cause the only way you lose is when you let it get worse
And if I’m gettin out of character I gotta be sure
Cause the only way this ends is a cell or a hearse 

 done came a long way, you gon grant me that 
Tryna keep my head straight not an easy task
All the bullshit had to die, ain’t no going back
It’s my life and I play a major part in that

Questioning myself, do I even want a role?
Why I’m ending up with niggas I don’t wanna know?
It ain’t that hard for me to turn away 
But I keep on saying yes to every role like I’m fit to play
I’m much better at a distance, I’m healthier that way
To handle the weight of the crown I’m keeping my back straight
Brought my issues to the table they’re not gone, they duplicated 
And hopefully I don’t pass on, I keep creating 
This fear they placed in a nigga, it keeps me hesitating 
I see everything as life and death 
maybe I should give my eyes a rest
Always looking at the negatives, I’m so stressed
Gotta tune in with my soul or music don’t reflect
I was fifteen years old when I started this 
Looking back to see the beauty of how calm I get
Wasn’t certain of the path that I paved, now the difference is 

I done came a long way, you gon grant me that 
Tryna keep my head straight not an easy task
All the bullshit had to die, ain’t no going back
It’s my life and I play a major part in that

Long Way (yungicystar7)

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i dont want to be famous. (eightstringss)

prod. InfiniteCris

Remix of Back 4 Another 1 by InfiniteCris (on the upcoming album A MINDLESS SOUL)

Samples Back For Another One by Tyler, The Creator & Casey Veggies

Thank you for listening!

Back For Another One! (Remix) (prod. InfiniteCris)

@astrmani @eightstringss

lyrics:

yuh, he tryna slide wit no mask on 
them niggas never outside when i’m out there, but they get mad when i take my ass back home 
somebody tell these lil niggas to back the fuck up cus they gon be the ones dat i blast on 
556 inna back of the truck tryna aim for a head dat my brother put cash on 

you niggas not hot 
run in his crib get his pops shot 
i was gon spin but the cops out 
nigga won’t drop dot 
i’m on her tongue like a pop rock
im tryna shoot fuck a shot clock 
boy what you lookin at
i make a band ima triple dat 
boy you a bitch gotta live wit dat
you tryna spin where yo pistol at 
you gotta chill with that 
i up chop and im rippin dat

shot clock (8strings)

*lyrics* [Prod. InfiniteCris]
Born with shackles, they studded so the crackers cackle
Born with shackles, build us up to be dismantled
Born with shackles, let us free to fight your battles
Born with shackles, smiling to my attackers

Born with shackles, they studded so the crackers cackle
Born with shackles, build us up to be dismantled
Born with shackles, let us free to fight your battles
Born with shackles, smiling to my attackers

Everyday got a new act to the minstrel show
And every day I'm not surprised to see how long it goes
Niggas laughing but it really shouldn't be a joke
Killing the young brothers' brain cells, here we go
Trying to keep the niggas stupid next to being broke
Wonder why I'm left hanging living by the rope
Everything is transactional
Tell me what you want so I can get back on sabbatical
Hands in your pocket nigga we can keep it casual
I think it's best if you don't say anything at all
Building empires acting like they never fall
When niggas cut you down, how could you stand tall

Born with shackles, they studded so the crackers cackle
Born with shackles, build us up to be dismantled
Born with shackles, let us free to fight your battles
Born with shackles, smiling to my attackers

Born with shackles, they studded so the crackers cackle
Born with shackles, build us up to be dismantled
Born with shackles, let us free to fight your battles
Born with shackles, smiling to my attackers

Let me make this music until my number called
Step in the right direction suddenly your legs gone
You get some land and niggas wanna start to burn your lawn
I guess it's best to be a kingpin then a pawn
Don't grin at life too long it'll knock your teeth out
Before you're 18, better choose to leave now
I don't feel free ain't no new release out
Do ya feel me? Hoping that a nigga can be seen now

Born with shackles, they studded so the crackers cackle
Born with shackles, build us up to be dismantled
Born with shackles, let us free to fight your battles
Born with shackles, smiling to my attackers

Born with shackles, they studded so the crackers cackle
Born with shackles, build us up to be dismantled
Born with shackles, let us free to fight your battles
Born with shackles, smiling to my attackers

Used to feel a way, friends never supported
I ain't have what they want so I'm unimportant
Can't be jealous of nobody when we all extorted
On this auction block with niggas some got studded shackled
Some niggas treat it like a trophy some are envious
Niggas carry all this pride, fighting the wrong battles
Talking gods biggest mistake, giving us sentience
Niggas die, you cry but you know it ain't relevant
It's not your kind, so why push for their betterment?
Not like you care enough to analyze my sentiments
Just have your fun, fucking up none
You can blame the music for your daughter or your son

Studded shackles looking like the crackers won
Studded shackles looking like the crackers won
Studded shackles looking like the crackers won
Studded shackles looking like the crackers won

Best crab in the bucket, what I'm 'pose to be?
Best crab in the bucket, what I'm 'pose to be?
Best crab in the bucket, what I'm 'pose to be?
Best crab in the bucket, what I'm 'pose to be?

Best crab in the bucket, what I'm 'pose to be?
Best crab in the bucket, what I'm 'pose to be?
Best crab in the bucket, what I'm 'pose to be?
Best crab in the bucket, what I'm 'pose to be?

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Secord Born Slave

@astrmani @eightstringss @concealurself

lyrics:

i slide thru the city i’m swinging da drac
niggas broke as the fuck u ain’t counting no pape
i ain’t saving no hoes, i ain’t wearing a cape
purple all in my cup, i ain’t sipping on grape
i can’t have these lil hoes in my circle, they fake 
i wake up in da lab im like “what ima make” 
gotta carry the stick when i ride thru the state
tryna tell em to slide but dat nigga gon flake 

said he spinning on who? not me 
niggas said he like dat, okay i’ll see 
nigga u is not gang no u not my g 
gen 5, make em go blind by my beam
racks coming in, niggas can’t relate to it
heard shawty tryna slide thru, put a date to it
nigga tryna duck in that v, shoot a k through it
call my slimes yea my lil niggas stay shooting 

i tell em to shoot n they not finna stop
innat srt whippin, give fuck bout a cop
bitch i’m inna black truck tryna spin thru that lot
why lil shawty keep playing, like why am i blocked
tell that boy if he play wit da fam he get shot
dis a g23 on my hip, make it pop
put a 762 thru yo whip, make it stop
im wit saints lil nigga u know how i rock

flake (8strings & akrzn)

@astrmani @eightstringss

lyrics: 

evil as shit ain’t no comp to it 
nigga talkin bout sliding, den hop to it 
i pull up to yo crib sending shots thru it 
niggas gotta lay low cus the cops moving 
why you toting dat blick u is not shooting 
bitch i been off da wock, make me talk stupid
up da chop in his trap make em stop moving 
nigga think he can fight better not do it

i got straps bitch, ruby beam and the magazine maxed bitch 
bitch i’m rockin way more than yo plaques bitch 
niggas gettin backdoored by a catfish 
got a whole lotta cash inna mattress 
put a blade onna chop make it stab bitch 
tryna slaughter yo gang since you savage 
tryna puff out yo chest like a flat bitch 

i heard a few niggas died on yo side, damn dat shit prolly terrible 
brand new p80 parts ima build it, bet if it break it’s repairable 
niggas in messages thinking they bout it, whole time im not even scared of em
niggas would spot em a opp out in public, he wouldn’t do shit but jus stare at em 

niggas hoes, niggas bitches 
niggas tote, glocks wit switches 
niggas broke, got no figures 
niggas throwed, off my hinges

unholy n evil (8strings)

@astrmani @eightstringss @prodvelourium

lyrics:

yuh, like wassup wit em
i’m outside tryna get up wit em
i heard da 556 got stuck in em
das his fault cus he ain’t have it tucked wit em
they ain’t get back they don’t know who the fuck did it
we took yo gen fuck boi better come get it 
these niggas cap for a story then run wit it
nigga, i’m tryna see wassup wit it 

wassup wit it
wassup wit it
wassup wit it
wassup wit it 
wassup wit it 
wassup wit it 
wassup wit it 
i’m still tryna see wassup wit it

these niggas love talkin shit til i pop out wit a AR 
uav, catch em onna radar
we finna walk down, he don’t stay far  
i’m tryna swipe these niggas gens cus they think they can take ours 
got a white plug lookin like okaymar 
dat boy a bum shopping at kmart 

pop out wit a mac 10
white chalk, like “what happened”
think it’s funny, why u laughing 
bet the choppa start clapping 
spin in dat srt i ain’t crashing jt
niggas not comp, these niggas not passing it 
send a shot at da whip but he not even scratching it
said he slid to my crib but he not even passionate

wassup wit it 2 (velourium & 8strings)

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