Ace Jonez-Call Me

Ladder To The Stars

LYRICS:

Shawty throw that ass back,
When I ask for it,
Dumping cash like I’m Aflac,
Dumped a mag for it,
Ain’t no coupe, this a hatch back,
Not a scratch on it,
She got energy I match that,
She go mad for it,

Mad whore with a Mac 10,
That’s a 10 / 4,
Captain crunch the way I stomp heads,
Like a warlord,
.44, I don’t forget,
It’s in the four door,
Metamorphosis the way I turn bills into way more,

Got to start making that cash, 
Gotta be fast, and gotta be vigilant,
You’re tryna be me with that mask, it ain’t gonna last, 
You not my equivalent,
I’m putting that shit in the past, you bringing it back, 
I’m boutta get violent,
I’m dropping you inside the casket, rot into maggots, 
Needa be disciplined,
Not about to work, but you always wanna front,
You ain’t never been a member less you smoking on a blunt,
I’m not hard to find, but you never go out on the hunt,
IRL you just a pussy boy you putting on a stunt bruh,

I try to stay low, keep most of that drama out my life,
Every time I’m out as 'Clevamane' I’m staying in disguise,
Bitch I’m faceless, only shit your seeing is my eyes,
Horns up on my balaclava stay pointing up to the sky,
You don’t want no smoke don’t poke around because you’ll find out why,
I’m walking with this stick up on my hip and you can’t be revived,
Begging for attention guess you probably been too deprived,
Pull up on a bitch boy,
it’s like a heist the way I,

Take your bands,
Take your bitch,
Take your Beamer,
Take your bank,
Take your aunt,
To the back,
And let her ride up on my shank,
Back to play,
In the game,
Clevamane is on the way,
Paint a picture with the tool,
This shit gon leave a bloody stain,
I bring the pain,
Bring the chain,
Bring the murder,
Take the blame,
Say my name,
Clevamane,
I deliver everyday,
Hear a knock guess who it is,
Bitch it’s Cleva with the clips,
Pulling up in the eclipse,
AK shit gon' let it bang,
Bitch,

Shawty brought that strap, bought a body bag for it,
Got her back like I’m Aflac, cash don’t stop flowin',
Caught a body with a headshot, trap don’t even know it,
Popped that pole out like a dab pen, had to let ‘em blow it,

Shawty brought the gat, laying these body bags all on the floor,
Bloody pool in the middle, hundreds of bullet casings on the porch,
Telling them Clevamane is not an enemy, don’t you be testing me, cause you gon' die
They wanna be messing me, and second guessing me, gave 'em my blessing send them to the sky bitch.

AFLAC

LYRICS:

Curse a motherfucker tryna run up on a kid
I reimburse the motherfucker with the sawed off In my 'civ
Go ‘head and call me Vendetta cause a killa don’t forget
I'm Clevamane C to the E I’ll smoke you like a cigarette

I’m that clever motherfucker
That’s dodging under covers
It ain’t about the uppers too me it’s about the suffer 
I’m killing like no other
I’ll mutilate your lover
I come from the underground, the graveyard of the hunters
 
I came for my debt you know I’m dressing in all black
3 piece, 16’s, and I’m rolling with a gat
Smoking on a fat cigar you know I lit it in the back
Most these other rappers tripping they got twisted off a pack

They been tripping over bitches I’ve been tripping over heads
Dead bodies line the streets of every road I dare to tread 
Paint it red with the blood of all the double crossing feds
When they bet, I’m not tripping cause it’s just an empty threat bitch

Pull up on a shawty gotta pull my mask down
Shawty cannot get enough she wanna fuck to my sound
Brought an AK full of hallows I don’t fuck with lead rounds
They try pulling up on me they know better to stand down


Curse a motherfucker tryna run up on a kid 
I reimburse the motherfucker with the sawed off In my 'civ
Go ‘head and call me Vendetta cause a killa don’t forget 
Im Clevamane C to the E I’ll smoke you like a cigarette

I’m that clever motherfucker
That’s dodging under covers
It ain’t about the uppers too me it’s about the suffer 
I’m killing like no other
I’ll mutilate your lover
I come from the underground, the graveyard of the hunters.

Stainless Steel And Cigarettes

Mixed By: Tsukkomi

Lyrics:

Tryna break my heart but you ain’t break it enough
Waiting for the day that my feelings fade to dust
Tryna take my check I don’t pay no one for love
Oh man it’s tough, we’re faking us

Safer by myself I don't fuck with anyone
Fuck my mental health, who the fuck gon' hear me fuss
Pain I kept inside flooding out with every cuss
Oh man it’s tough, we’re faking us 

My life is a movie you don’t see behind the set nah
Loyal to the day ones FK till my final breath yuh
Shawty wanted checks instead of do us part by death
I knew it when we met, shawty seen me as a break from debt yeah

Count my bands in silence, yuh
I don’t need nobody’s guidance, nah
Everyone is so defiant, why
I don’t see all the excitement, nah

Get the fuck out of my way
You do nothing for me when I’m dying 
Wanted me to love you I was trying
Guess I just couldn’t afford the buy in

Tryna break my heart but you ain’t break it enough
Waiting for the day that my feelings fade to dust
Tryna take my check I don’t pay no one for love
Oh man it’s tough, we’re faking us

Safer by myself I don't fuck with anyone
Fuck my mental health, who the fuck gon' hear me fuss
Pain I kept inside flooding out with every cuss
Oh man it’s tough, we’re faking us

faking us

Lyrics:

Bitch I'm stone cold I don't show no emotion
Shawty think I'm tripping over shit it's just a notion
Break into my life I'll break you down and leave you broken
The demon that I tried to keep inside has just awoken
Pause for a minute I don't wanna be so open
Leave the blood leaking out my neck like it's the ocean
Flowing on this shit I feel like I might have to slow it
Thinking that they get to me but I don't even Show it

Shawty wanna smoke, come on over bitch I'm toking
Hop inside the whip, we can spin it we can coast it
Inhaling this dope, and I'm sipping on this potion
How the fuck she know me bitch I never used promotion
Pull up at the function and I'm causing a commotion
Clevamane the type to boot you off like shits a modem
Bitches always hit me up they say yo Cle you're chosen
But I've been living in the wasteland, staying frozen

Bitch I'm stone cold I don't show no emotion
Shawty think I'm tripping over shit it's just a notion
Break into my life I'll break you down and leave you broken
The demon that I tried to keep inside has just awoken
Pause for a minute I don't wanna be so open
Leave the blood leaking out my neck like it's the ocean
Flowing on this shit I feel like I might have to slow it
Thinking that they get to me but I don't even Show it

Bitch I'm stone cold I don't show no emotion
Shawty think I'm tripping over shit it's just a notion
Break into my life I'll break you down and leave you broken
The demon that I tried to keep inside has just awoken
Pause for a minute I don't wanna be so open
Leave the blood leaking out my neck like it's the ocean
Flowing on this shit I feel like I might have to slow it
Thinking that they get to me but I don't even Show it

Blood Ocean

Lyrics:

[RXGED]
FIGHT BACK, ALL Y'ALL PUSSYS WANNA FIGHT BACK
DEATH MATCH, YEAH THIS FEELING LIKE A BLOOD BATH
WHAT IS THAT, WHY YOU TALKING ALL THAT FUCKING SMACK
LIKE A BITCH YEAH YOU FINNA GET YO FACE SLAPPED

IM INSANE
FUCKER WE ARE NOT THE SAME 
I DON'T PLAY NO FUCKING GAMES
LET THESE HOLLOWS HIT YO BRAIN

YOU AFRAID
THEN WHY YOU CALLING OUT MY NAME
GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY LANE
THEN I PASS TO CLEVAMANE

[Clevamane]
I’m about to pull up in an all black fit 
Cause I heard you pussies talking that I’m not all that
Clevamane the type you talk shit get hit 
44 inside the duffel better watch your back
Hopping out quick with a blacked out Mac 10
Red dot sight boutta dump this clip
Popping off shots no doubt no past tense
It’s on site when I catch that bitch

Ok I post up with my Glock 18 I blast a pussy bruh
Clevamane and RXGED up on this shit we boutta set it off
You fucking with the underground you gon' end up under a cross
RXGED strapped with the 'K and hidden blades you gonna take a loss

[Omega]
Pussy knuck if you buck
Fuckin' sending shots your way
I'm fuckin' running through these streets
I'm putting 40 to his face
I'm talking Madden, he receiving hollows
Make him do ballet
I make the underground the industry
This shit is childsplay 

He a punk motha' fucka'
Lemme drop him 
Watch him bleed out 
He saying that he active
But he nowhere we can see now
I'm sending out a shot or two
A bullet make him senile 
Like why the fuck he press us
Have him running up a mean mile

Fight Back

FIGHT BACK (Ft. RXGED & OMEGA)

Lyrics:

[Clevamane]
Breaking out the cemetery kicking through the gates
You tried to keep me tucked away but can't erase the hell you made
You pussies all just act the same so I'm removing my dead weight
So say bye bye and meet this 5.56 loaded In my HK
I'm walking with blood dripping off me popping pills you've never seen
Keep talking on me prolly hit the floor or get hit with a beam
I'm dropping bodies no need for autopsies Cleva' cleaned the scene
Chop up the lobby come in like the army with a fucking team bitch

Stacking up my paper blowing vapor you don't want no smoke
Lil' shawty thinks I hate her I'm just so depressed I want to croak
I'm walking around with a tool tied to my hip no bitch this ain't a joke
I'll blast a motherfucker to bits click clack then spit blood till you fucking choke

705, rolling slow on a cold night, 45 tucked in the seats hope you don't mind
Coke lines, off a crazy hoe, hope she don't bite
Might pull a knife to deprive you of life, oh shit
Fuck a motherfucker up for running up on me you getting knocked in 1V3
Cut the motherfuckers lights out send that fucker to sleep like a damn PC

[Omega]
Me and Cleva run around like we own this shit
Ima start it off smooth
Real quick and shit
Gotta slide around the beat don't fight that bitch
If you wanna go and fight go and scrap your bitch like

I don't really give a single fuck about a mothafucker
Claiming that that totin' with a cock and spray
He be talking all up on the web but when I told he can pull up
Yeah he didn't show up that day

I'm just switch up the flow and say fuck all the rap
So you know who you talking to
I'm Omega, the underground underdog 
I'm the one that your opinions don't matter to
If you rapping pursuing career in this bitch
I advice you go back to the fast food
Don't be rapping with shitty ass bars
We know all that you bitch from the way that you rap fool

Your rap is shit
Your rap is trash
Your rap is garbage
Your rap is ass
Your rap is fake
You don't got class
Fuck all that talking you ain't got a strap bitch

Kill yourself
Don't let me catch you
I'll do it myself
Sending a shot could be bad for health
Tear you apart I'ma send you to hell

Fear me, fear me
yuh
Fear me, fear me
yeah, fear me, fear me, fear me

[Clevamane]
Fear me, fear me, fear me, fear
Fear me, fear me, fear me, fear
Fear me, fear me, fear me, fear
Fear me, fear me, fear me, fear
Fear me, fear me, fear me, fear
Fear me, fear me, fear me, fear
Fear me, fear me, fear me, fear
Fear me, fear me, fear me, fear

FEAR ME

FEAR ME (Ft. Omega)

FUCK THIS CLASS [prod. dogfrey]

The forecast today shows cloudy
with 101% chance of acid rain

DEVIL IN THE MOSHPIT [Prod. Junktown]

LYRICS

[Chorus: ZillaKami]
Drop dead
Run up, we pop lead at the function
Run up, we pop lead, make 'em drop dead
Run up, we pop lead at the function
Run up, we pop lead, make 'em...

[Verse 1: SosMula]
Ready to beam, playing with pieces
Sos on the verse, ain't paying for features
Run with the Glock, break into pieces
Niggas get shot, be praying to Jesus
Holes ahead, hospital bed
Are we dead? Doctors scared
Pile of meds, tomorrow he dead
Got doors lookin' murcielago red
Some for the hard, shake the whole pot
Cook a whole brick, make a whole lot
If it get too hot, gon' break the whole pot
I'ma sell my shits, gotta make a whole lot
Baking soda, Pyrex, make the coca pie stretch
Paper towels, drying necks
Man, it's hard to digest

[Chorus: ZillaKami]
Drop dead
Run up, we pop lead at the function
Run up, we pop lead, make 'em drop dead
Run up, we pop lead at the function
Run up, we pop lead, make 'em...

[Verse 2: ZillaKami]
Bitch, I came out the dead, how your ass gonna kill me?
Bitch, I came out the dead, how the living gon' feel me?
I'm in the black mist, lead clips, sword
Write the message in your door
Catch me thumbing in through more, for slaughter
I pull up and I roll blocks, then I roll opps
Cobra with the swiss cheese, get yo show popped
Unlucky 13's, on the uwop
Kaine like I'm Duwap, I came to shoot ya

ZILLAKAMI X SOSMULA - DROP DEAD (PROD. BY THRAXX)

Name's Omega! I'm just a nobody who screams into a mic for fun

☽ I make Trap Metal, Screamo, Rap/HipHop and SOME Hyperpop
☽ I'm hoping to expand and explore more genres as time goes on and as I learn more.

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Ladder To The Stars

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