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Ouija Macc - Make Me Laugh (Prod. By Devereaux) [Chopped & Screwed] By SUS PhiXioN

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Ouija Macc - Make Me Laugh [Chopped & Screwed] PhiXioN

"SIN CITY FILES Vol. 1" EP OUT NOW ON ALL PLATFORMS. 

https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/7oh2/sin-city-files-vol-1

TRACKLIST:
0:00 INTRO
1:56 STAYIN TRUE
4:56 OASIS
7:07 LEGACY
9:34 NIGHT DRIVES
12:08 TEST YOUR LUCK

Allbut6.

SIN CITY FILES VOL.1 (CASSETTE MIX)

mac miller diablo instrumental
lyrics
Afflicting phony rivals and shifting their lower spinal,
Vocals equipped with the kick of a loaded rifle,
No survival in my flow recital I'm going tidal,
Slowing vitals then stuff your body in a open vial,,
It's anecdotal when I cause an emcee to melt,
So antisocial I don't even talk to myself,
The weight upon this carbon 12 turned me to a diamond,
So high you need the Hubble to observe me when I'm rhyming,,
Time to duck these quacks are tiresome,
I rap with iron lungs you huffing krylon,
Riding on a cyclotron staring in the eye of ra,
The type of stuff that I am on concerns blinded pawns,,
The verbal Wayne Gacy I can hear them in my walls again,
Crawling out the ocean just to pierce you with a marlin quick,
Leaving a writer stuck when I erupt,
They'll be taking a big l when I size em up,,
Recline on psilocybin fighting inner minds eye again,
Searching through the astral plane for something I can blind it with,
Punt kick these pundits leave politicians running,
The only time you run shit is when you on the toilet scrunching,,

SHAPESHIFT - ILL BE DEAD SOON (WISHFUL THINKING) 16 BARS

A diss-track to NoiseWright, Arc, and those on their side.

Lyrics:

[Verse]

I’ve felt a quiet storm brewing for a while now,
So vocal in their threats but they silent now,
Pipe down, tell that brudda put the pipe down,
You gotta be on crack if you’re thinking bout flying out,
Shit, must be out your mind,
Well that’s what drugs do when you abuse em most the time,
Fried, and nothing in these lines are a lie,
Feds will find a thirty something dead junkie,
At the scene of a crime,
With his neck broke backwards off his spine,
Hand to hand, even with the guns or a knife,
All these instruments are native when the boys in a fight,
Pedo’s talking in his ear, guess his noise isn’t right,
Wonder if little girls or little boys are his type,
Does he like them bitches loose,
Or does he like them bitches tight?
Does he like em as submissive,
Or with a little bit of fight?
What’s the facts? Drop an N word when on the attack,
Just because he’s a white Russian, 
Underneath, he ain’t black,
Just because you dick sucking,
He ain’t gon’ love you back,
Your a little out his age range for loving like that,
He’s talking threats on the cord,
So I’ll snuff him on wax,
I’ll put the whole Mobb six feet Deep, 
If you’re a friend to the Russian,
Then you’ll always be an enemy to me,
Noise be a fat cow, got y’all sucking on the teets,
I’m a vet, seasoned, hit em with a knife,
That’s the recipe for beef, uh,
This Russian think he the remedy for the streets,
Kendrick of the Soviet land when on the beat,
But recycled one cadence every line that he speak,
I wonder where he got it from? Oh yeah it was me,
In my DMs, begging for advice on the pen,
Always backing him throughout, you could call me a friend,
Till I saw some dirty habits re-appear like a trend,
I had to cut a pussy off before he tried it again,
Now I learn manipulator out here lying again,
I guess when you be on your ones,
You’d be dying for friends,
But a junkie in your corner, that’s as bad as it gets,
For another little bump, he’d sell his body for sex,
Arc sold his reputation for the horniest texts,
There was a time where I’d help him through the thoughts of the stress,
Nowadays, if he died, I won’t be mourning his death,
I’d prolly be the fucking reason he aborted himself,
And I’d be glad,
Thinking bout the past that we had,
Wondering how one guy could ever let it get so bad,
But then it hit me like pianos falling outta the sky,
That you ain’t let it get bad, you were bad the whole time,
Lord,
Should’ve seen it coming from a mile,
You were moving in these ways for a while,
Now you got your own crew dismissing your ways,
All a piece of the same pie, guess this shit Pizzagate,
Like bow

[Hook]

Uh uh,
Shots to the whole crew, fucking with kids,
Sending shots at the whole crew, fucking with kids,
Brudda, you be like 22? Why you fucking with kids?
Bullets be flying through when you fucking with kids,

Why y’all fucking with kids,
Sending shots to the whole crew, fucking with kids,
I’ll snuff these bitches lights out, shits a solar eclipse,
x2

pizzagate

[intro]
yo
(one more , what)
it's dj stolid
dropping bombs of the knowledge (oh that's fuckin' crisp mane)
probably comin' for your keys and your wallet, bitch
and don't try to stop it---------

[verse 1]
explore four corners of the universe, realise earth the only place that truly hurts
cleanse my energy like i'm burnin juniper
deadly trends like fentanyl is a human curse 
2020 brought her a pain that was new to her
like how she 'sposed to live in computers it's just absurd
someone tell the doctors we'll return to the dirt
if we submit ourselves to be a digitized person, ya heard?

[verse 2]


(what)
oh,  fuck, that's grimey bro, what the fuck's up dude
(bap bap bap)
(what)
no fucking way dude
(okay)
(yeah)
dj stolid for president
(yeahh)

four corners

Ice Cream beat

!RIPDRAKE! LYRICS:
[HOOK]
This draco is for drake
I pulled up to his gate
Finna get him sprayed
O V O is catching strays
This draco is for drake
I'll put him in his grave
I will not leave a trace
Except bullets in his face

[VERSE]
Hit drizzy with the glizzy (brrr)
Then i slap him silly (slap)
Just like I am diddy (pause)
You know i popped a pilly (pop)
Toronto is for hoes (bitch)
My pinky be more froze (ice)
But now is time to roast (fire)
Mister Graham is exposed (drake)
That boy is a faker (fake)
I'm a bigger player (facts)
Bitches call me savior (yeah)
But I am a slayer (kill)
It is just my nature (nature)
Like I'm a park ranger (park)
Got one in the chamber (boom)
Now he is in danger (run)
Peep the Gucci buckle (belt)
Got it from the hustle (crack)
He don't know the struggle (nope)
I grew up in a puddle (mud)
He grew up in a bubble (clean)
Pop it from the muzzle (pop)
And then I will chuckle (ha)
Time to get the shovel (time)
Digging up the dirt (dig)
Now I push him in (push)
Hop up in that skrrrt (whip)
Take it for a spin (fast)
Put Aubrey on a shirt (rip)
Sell it to his kid (oops)
I knew it would hurt (I did)
He knows that I win (yessir)

(HOOK)
This draco is for drake
I pulled up to his gate
Finna get him sprayed
O V O is catching strays
This draco is for drake
I'll put him in his grave
I will not leave a trace
Except bullets in his face

Draco4Drake

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Spoonski

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SHAPESHIFT - ILL BE DEAD SOON (WISHFUL THINKING) 16 BARS

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