Hook:
You keep it simple and I’ll just hold you tight
Too sentimental but I still fold ya like
Cool in the middle
Yea I still, oh ya might 
Ooo diddle diddle time
I still owe you, right? 
I still owe you, right? 
I still owe you, right? (I still owe you right)
I still owe you, like? 

Verse: 
This is Dilla, This new Job
He mess around might catch a body
Life’s a hobby
I 6, fo my foes like clothes
Got different woes
They tip and toe around the posse (posssseeee it’s a parrtyyy)
It’s a party 
Valet key
Don’t crash
My audience is ambiance
It’s obvious   
I’m off it like

Less than certain 
Freewheeling fate 
Tank on E
The clock it ticks
No time to Tok
I’m feeling gray
Matters on my mind 
Seems that wherever I go 
Gas is never hard to find
So I’m always on the road 
Whenever you cross my mind 
It’s Cupid from who I hide 
This feeling is do or die 
You question, like who am I? 
Don’t trippy, it’s no biggie
Stay crippy, yea you decide 
No Quibi, you on the rise 
Ellipses like 

Bridge: 
I’ll keep it simple, but I still know ya type 
Me sentimental, but I still know you like   
Ooo diddle diddle 
Yea I still owe you, might?
Oh, you, right?

*lighter flick*

Hook:
You keep it simple and I’ll just hold you tight
Too sentimental but I still fold ya like
Cool in the middle
Yea I still, oh ya might 
Ooo diddle diddle time
I still owe you, like? 
I still owe you, like? 
I still owe you, like?
I still owe you, right?

#JDilla #Nujabes #Lo-Fi #Rap #Hip-Hop

6 Fo

Feelin's

Single

L3T M3 B3

Intro:
Can’t you see I’m zoning
Well into the morning
Well into the eve
Don’t know where I’m going
Well into the moaning
I don’t wanna leave
Got Everything I wanted
Everything i own it
Everything I need
Know you see me zoning
Won’t you leave me lone and
Please just let me be (please just let me)

Verse:
King of the wave and my crown stay forever thorny
Water or wine, you can pick the story
Life on a cross, what’s the cost when you can’t afford it?
Holy Father, I’m calling, please stop ignoring
Silent as nunya business
Devil on my shoulder you all get dismissed
Hiro to She must leave a witness
Then plead the fifth, The gavel knocks
They must concur, I am the scourge
I am the plague, on me crusade
I can’t be phased, I can’t be faced 
You can’t deface the kid, the man, the king, The God
All beneath the skin
Where should I begin
Fold like Origami
Me, Myself and I
Bless my origin
Merry, Your demise
By the third eye rise
Like Good riddance
I feel like Septimius
Pledge allegiance
Kiss the ring
No precedent
Can’t be beaten
So divine, Versatile
Out my mind, asinine
Tidal like current events
Know you heard of me
Purging my idols
I’ll run through you certainly
You ain’t hurting me
Ain’t no chink in my armor
I clink now my blood is my currency
Body on body, I do what it do
Pen to pad, all I scribe is the truth
I’m the best evidence
If it ain’t relevant, It’s inadmiss, step away from the booth
Better get Ramses, I feel like I’m Moses
The 1st of my kin, God it feel like I’m chosen
Do this for my people, I play my position
With time in my chalice steady here sippin' like

down

℗ omba records
Publisher: 9th Door Publishing
Writer: Devan Simmons
Producers: @eye.am.okhissa, @sadboyfroggy , @adey_g 
Engineers: @eye.am.okhissa, @sadboyfroggy , @adey_g 
📸: @average__moe 

~Lyrics~

Intro:
Senzu bean and then I lay pipe
Kameha and then I take flight 
Me and you 
You know we both the same 
I don’t wanna change
I don’t wanna fake my 
Member we were over on the wayside 
When you needed time to waste you waste mine 

Verse:
The feelin is back with all that I’m given 
I must admit your spine is my limit 
I’m Eye’n you timid 
I’m Deep in your stomach 
You know who Holding you down
Girl Why is you running? 
How many times did you finish?
Another climax succumbing 
For infinite, ya I’m in it 
Forget the safety, I’m gunning 
Hand tighten up round ya neck
Know I ain’t come here for nothing
Yo this is more than a lesson 
Bet immA make you feel sumthin’
Finna feel you with sumthin’ 
Yea (look)

Bridge:
Girl you’re sure da lyfe 
All you want, all I need   
Crying all on my shoulder like 
You’re the one I won’t leave  
Told you I’m sure there’s more to life 
Told ya I’m on my wave 
Told ya I’ll fold 
Ya soulja like  
Told you I’m on my way 

Outro:
Down, so
I’m so down oh
I know what you want now
Know Im so down
Oh I’m the one you want now  
Know im so down (oh)
I know what you want now
Know (yea) I’m so down
I’m so down (know)

“jah saint” now streaming on all platforms!

℗ omba records
Publishers: 9th Door Publishing & Hand of Fatima Publishing
Writer: Devan Simmons & Mark Anthony Gutierrez
Producers: okhissa & @sadboyFroggy
Engineers: okhissa & @sadboyFroggy 

Website: https://okhissa.univer.se/
okhissa Instagram:  

 / eye.am.okhissa  
Sikán Instagram:  

 / sadboyfroggy  
Sikán Youtube:   

 / @sadboyfroggy  

~Lyrics~

Intro:
More than bigga, I’ll manage 
Fuck a lane, where’s my planet
In the land of the bandits
Oh you’ll need more than them bandages
Rushed him, he started panicking 
Swinging I feel Anikin
Yo fuck these kids
Know what the fuck it is
Look

Verse:
Skywalker to Liu Kang 
Straight to the vest 
I blessed, I Luke cage 
They don’t wanna test 
I best, I Usain
Good in the west
I guess I’m him 
New to the bluff like
Gimme my M 
New to the Bluff like 
This who I em 
Heard aye do it 
Ain’t do it like him
This why I’m hot 
Gimme my mems
Look
Under the sun or under the gun 
I feather the shade 
May weather the fade 
It’s gnarly the wave 
The party I save 
I mean this is for the culture 
It’s better I stay 
I mean who could do it better?
I flowing like Fo fifth 
While holding a fo fifth 
I’m showing the flow gift 
Embody the ghost, dip
She gawking the show, drip 
I body these woes, shyt
99 problems, I got the fix 
Good riddance 
Walk into the court looking like I did it 
Witness turn to stan looking like I did it 
Lawyer face in hand 
Goddamnit I did it
I did it, I did it
I pivot, I’m giving 
Long finger to twelve 
That’s Perfect timing
When alls said, done
I’ll still be rhyming 
All by my me
Need no co-sign
See I got that culinary
This ain’t dat ordinary 
My flow get more than scary 
I got that Mortuary 
More the merry
More to bury 
More to carry
Hit ‘em with that stake and shake 
Bitch don’t make me Whitney, Bobby
Him, her, them, then
Bodies, bodies, bodies, bodies
Hello world I’m Villanosa 
My Pen do verse just to fuck you over
Might pen this earth till the hearse is over 
Mike pence this hurt till the dirt is older
Light pince dis (woah woah the beat)

jah saint

i wasnt either (response)

The original song was spit over by the legendary Pete Rock and lnl and the beat was produced by the one and only Grap Luva. It's called Wanderlust, but I put an undead spin on it and this is what we got! Enjoy and #SpreadTheMousik3! Oh! and the song was mastered by @thecompanyx! Message him for more details on his services!

Lyrics:
Another raise from the grave
Sacrificed the light, but my dark is still day
Me and my zombies we just WWZ
Brain we eat
Clear the streets yelling "Raise Chum Lee"
We crazy, right
Still they aim for the head
Never phased me, right?
But lemme get back to the topic
Ms. Frankenstein, undead booty belong inside a hospice
-T man that ass was thick
Even jeepers tryna peep her
She da baddest witch
So magic
I got to have it
I'd give a heart beat if she'd let me grasp it
Ah, it's tragic
I'm caught up in her wonder
I want some brain, but I'm tryna taste what's under
Then leave you left 4 dead after giving you the (zombie moan)
Don't worry, can't forget about the goreplay
And bring plates for two if you into foreplay
I keep an open mind, just one thought before play
I like it clean cut, shaven fresh like sorbet

Dialogue:

Verse 2:
Day 2 and a ditch is what I'm diggin
Third leg in the trunk at her esophagus I'm ripping
Pulling on her streaks, hell deep, bout to slip in
But she said she gotta leave, man you know how Frank be trippin
So I snook her out back
But she said "before I leave know this only fact. Frank don't do it like you, you make my heart relapse. Don't you worry bout a thang just know I'm coming back. Wait remember? Guess which one is that."
I'll take option two
Here's a key, just wait for me, ain't got much more to prove
Just an undead soul that I'm tryna soothe
So sit back, relax
In time I'll make the move and don't you worry bout Frank
I got zombies to
But enough about us
What you tryna do?

Dialogue:

Verse 3:
Day 3 now we drunk n' lust
But our hearts beat as one and in us we trust
Just young love in search of young blood
Young zombies, ms Frankenstein for you I'd kamikaze
And severe off my head as long as yours is right beside me
I know it sounds crazy, but maybe your worth it
And like your vital signs, never change, you're perfect
You gave birth to the terrors that wrote these verses
Now fall into my grip and get that ass rehearsed quick
Come on lets be honest
Me or Frank? Who's first pick?
Knew I was the one on the day I first bit
Who can make you cum right before the first lick?
Then make you tap out right before the thirst kicks?
It's me right?
That's what I thought
Never worry bout these zoes, never give to zhots
Can't you hear it in the flow
You're my only thought
Blue is coursing through my veins you take up all my ox
Keep on taking till my lungs collapse
Put a bullet in the chamber, I'm not turning back
I would give my cerebellum, but ain't got time for that
So here's my liver, here's my spleen
Lemme be your Furlong
Bella be my zombie queen
Will you be my zombie dream?

Outro:
This is for my Ms. Frank
A love undead, outlast words unsaid
It's thee me adore
Till the grave be mi amor


Frank'N'Lust (Prod by Grap Luva)

Much Love (Prod. By Ghetto Concept)(Remix)

Lyfeless

(Ms. Panda)

Verse:
I put my life on the line  
Take a knife for this shyt
Willing to die for the shyt
Cherry, rise up on the third, get crucified for this shyt 
On my momma, if I ever seemed unfaithful
Thank you for having the patience and cultivating my greatness 
in my bones I feel it 
It’s my tone they fearing 
So shoutout big papa
Made me spit proppa 
Raised a young vet
The rank is on Shabba
I see it in the all 
Fall down
I run it, they know now
A gunna, I chain-link 
Could blow through a whole crowd 
Watch as they all sink 
In crimson wins I pledge allegiance 
Timmy What do you believe in?
Proof, fuck it
No explanations, we buggin
Life’s a Pixar, Reptar 
I’m tuckin  
Tommy off you lil rugrats 
On Chuckie
Night tears as nights terror
And mights martyr, might mortar 
Heart cold as ice water
Might storm or kill monger 
What kind of King is this? 
Blitzkrieg in bliss
If I sneeze you kiss the sky 
Goodbye and bless 
The ring it fits 
On more than one
You all dismissed
Get off my dick
I fritz, You catch a clip
As eyes eclipse, you all get sunned
If life’s a bitch, then I’m her son

Outro:
Yo!
I flow quicka then Hov figga’s
I fold ligaments 
Told hittas
I know wicca’s who ghost pick a float and toast wit us 
As souls flicka, I grow Bigga
Fear no clicka 
A bold trigga squeeze most, yea

(okhissa speaks)

okhissa

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