Mixed/Mastered/Engineered/Produced/Written/Performed by Osama bin Rodman
Artwork by Rodman Shah

Lyrics:
Yuh
lil nigga I fucked yo bitch
ay
ay 
ay

I fucked yo bitch
I can see it in yo face, you mad as shit
asked her what she ate for lunch, she ate this dick nigga
yeah nigga
I fucked yo bitch
I can see it in yo face, you mad as shit
asked her what she ate for lunch, she at this dick uh,
listen...

My dick put bitches on skates,
Her pussy wet as a lake,
Running but don't like the chase,
I pull the trigger on fakes,
Nigga just do what I say, yuh
I leave the putty cat purrin'
Drunk in the Honda, I'm swervin'
Drinkin' and drivin', the liquor stay pourin'
Never say sorry cuh, these bitches whorin'
Ay, I'm top of my game, I don't follow the herd,
I hit til I'm done and then I pull a swerve
You just a nigga she got on reserve,
Hating on me cause yo bitch caught the curve,
Really these niggas just arrogant nerds,
All the extravagant ways that I splurge,
I'm livin' comfy so fuck what you heard,
and fuck what you think cause yo bitch is a bird!
Only time my mind get through the lies is when I sip surp,
Catch me in the kitchen whippin' bricks til my wrist hurt,
Or catch me in the Honda dodging cops, going skrrrt skrrt
Or catch me at the spot fucking thots til a bitch squirt!

Nigga, listen...

I fucked yo bitch!
Asked her what she ate for lunch, she ate the dick
I can see it in yo face, you mad as shit!
I skeet on her face and on her tits nigga...

i fucked yo bitch (single)

i fucked yo bitch

i fucked yo bitch (prod. osama bin rodman)

Produced/Mixed/Mastered/Engineered by Osama bin Rodman
Written/Performed by Osama bin Rodman & Ly> (Pally Ray): https://soundcloud.com/pally-ray
Artwork by Rodman Shah

Lyrics:
(Verse 1 {Osama bin Rodman})
Let me take a second and introduce you niggas 
to the realest nigga that there’s ever been,
Young osama bin on the fucking track, 
but lately I feel more like I'm the president
Commander in chief, ya bitches call me Jesus 
cause they know the shit I spit is heaven sent
Went to church cause I been living sinful lately 
nigga this is what the fucking reverend said
"You need plenty repentance, 
the sin you've committed 
is murdering instruments,
Macking on bitches 
with illest intention,
The cocaine dependence,
I told you to shut the fuck up and you didn't...
no more pretension preventing ya vision,
coming to fruition, my nigga just witness 
the venomous tendency in me 
thats ending my envious friends 
and my enemies tempting me!
morning when I wake I pray the lord 
my soul to motherfucking take!
Cuz, if I go out today and I dig my own grave 
then today is the day, I just do not relate 
to the niggas afraid of the day that they die, 
much more afraid of when I come alive, 
nothing to say? Then just fall in line
fuck it, I'm the truth and these niggas lies
real eyes realize but these niggas blind 
Said I wouldn't tax ‘em but they crossed the line
They the caterpillar, I'm the butterfly
I'm the god of pimpin, nigga, pay your tithe.
They throw shots at your head, 
they think stronger than lead, 
then act shocked when you come to collect...
Gotta tell em ahead, 
nigga you need ya bread, 
they keep flexing make sure that they dead!”

(Hook {Osama bin Rodman)}
10 bands, 20 bands, I’m tryna get just a lil’ mo
20 bands, 50 bands, I gotta grind, gotta get that dough
50 bands, 100 bands, I’m tryna get just a lil’ mo
Fuck that shit, 500 bands, I’m boutta spend this shit on ya ho
10 bands, 20 bands, I’m tryna get just a lil’ mo
Drop a band, spank that ass, I had to get the bitch an Uber home
50 bands, 100 bands, I’m tryna get just a lil’ mo
100 bands, 500 bands, my bank account boutta overload

(Verse 2 {Ly>})
Got bands on bands on bands on deck,
Gotta get that money, straight cash or check
I don’t give a damn, but ya girl got neck
When she gobble on my guzzle,
Full throttle to the muffle
Can’t stop it, never scuffle 
Coppin’ cash in a duffle
Got dick like a shovel
Diggin holes like Zero!
Zaroni, y’all jabroni’s owe me
Know I’m killing it, cop it now
Cause I’m stealin’ it, bop it now
Are y’all feelin’ it? Cuz,
I’m on another level with my lover
And my brother, and we get it every time
He’s the truth, I’m the lie
I don’t know why all these fake niggas lie
Realize real ties before they vaporize,
Twin towers got the power through the hoop,
Dwight Howard, smoking sour in the shower
And my music playing louder!
Gotta bloom like a flower, 
you can search, you can scower
But you’ll never find a star like me
I use my grind so I might be
The greatest, ever make it,
Forsaken, wakin’ n’ bakin’
Jamaican bacon, erryday
We playin and slayin these fakers and haters
Sayin’ our game ain’t on flame...
Fuck that! 
Tryna talk shit but my rhymes bust back
Reppin’ ATL like I was 3 stacks
Tap that ass while I’m suckin on her rack
Got a knack for rap and I never lack facts,
Gotcha back, quack quack, Aflac,
Gotta make stacks so we countin up the bands
If you wanna ride wit lemme see dem hands

(Hook)

Bands (Single)

Bands (feat Ly>)

band$ (feat. pally ray) (prod. osama bin rodman)

Produced by goodBYassociation/Mxrtm: https://soundcloud.com/goodintl https://soundcloud.com/mxrtm
Mixed/Mastered/Engineered by Osama bin Rodman
Written/Performed by Osama bin Rodman

Lyrics:
(Intro)
And everything is alright,
Yeah, everything is alright
Yeah, everything is alright
Yeah, everything is alright...

(Hook)
And she said "we need to talk bout us
What if she come between us?
What if she come between us?
What if she come between us?"
And I told her I'd say no to the bitch face,
Yeah, I told her I'd say no to the bitch face,
Yeah, I told her I'd say no to the bitch face,
But I couldn't say no...

(Post-Hook 1)
I turn time into currency,
Backstroke, bitch, I shoulder lean,
Ain't nobody over me,
Girl just tell me what you need,
Ain't nobody over me,
Backstroke, bitch, I shoulder lean,
Turn time into currency,
Ain't nobody, yuh...

(Verse 1)
I flex in the whip with yo bitch 
cause we ready to go, yuh
She sittin' passenger seat 
and she ready to blow, yuh
These niggas is amateur, 
why they be stealing my flow? yuh
Your shit kinda like deja vu 
cause we been here before
Rockin' my diamonds, 
they drippin' (ooooh)
Fuckin' yo bitch, 
got her drippin' (wet!)
I hit it twice, 
then I'm dippin' (left!)
Wood with the grain, 
I be grippin' (flex!)
Boss with my time cause 
I'm manning up (oh)
You keep her dry 
like it's canada (ooh)
I got her wet 
like niagara (sheesh!)
Broke from the pain, 
now she xannied up (damn!)

(Pre-Hook)
And she said, "you don't really think about me...
No, you don't really think about me...
You always succumb to the greed,
You always succumb to the greed,
You always succumb to the greed,
Boy, you don't ever really think about me..."

(Hook)
And she said "we need to talk bout us
What if she come between us?
What if she come between us?
What if she come between us?"
And I told her I'd say no to the bitch face,
Yeah, I told her I'd say no to the bitch face,
Yeah, I told her I'd say no to the bitch face,
But I couldn't say no...

(Post-Hook 2)
I turn time into currency
Backstroke, bitch, I shoulder lean
Ain't nobody over me
Girl just tell me what you need
Ain't nobody over me
Backstroke, bitch, I shoulder lean
Ain't nobody over me
Girl just tell me...

(Verse 2)
Ain't no debating, girl, 
I am the best
These bitches talk to me like, 
"fuck all the rest"
I cannot sweat cause 
I'm smokin' the stress
I just copped the pack, 
and I'm hopin' it stretch
Workin' all day 
so I don't get no rest
She into contortion, 
I'm gon' make her stretch
That girl give me what I want 
so I always make sure
To give her all the best, nothin' less 
(cause by the night)
I'm gon' be center stage
God damn, I gotta innovate
God, I gotta get it anyway
Free time, I gotta meditate
Anything that change my mental state
Anything to let me elevate
Anything that fucking ease the pain
God damn, it's gon' be any day...

(Hook/Outro)
And she said "we need to talk bout us
What if she come between us?
What if she come between us?
What if she come between us?"
And I told her I'd say no to the bitch face,
Yeah, I told her I'd say no to the bitch face,
Yeah, I told her I'd say no to the bitch face,
But I couldn't say no...

love life

love life (prod. GBA/Mxrtm)

Produced/Mixed/Mastered/Engineered/Written/Performed/Artwork by Osama bin Rodman

Lyrics:
(Hook)
Lately, Lucy lusting after me
Taking note of all my dreams
Overtaking all I see
Lucy lusting after me

(Verse 1)
All my haters start’na look at me
like, (“nigga, how you do dat?!”)
All your fans getting tired of them lies
(Where da truth at?!)
Tried to play me, but I run it like the saints
(Yellin’, “WHO DAT?!”)
I’m the best in this fucking game 
But you haters (already knew dat)
Claiming “fact” like they ain’t preachin to the pastor (nigga tru dat!)
All you rappers would be better off as
Actors, (get a new act!)
Leather jackets, now they tryna jack
My swagger (why you do dat?!)
Swear these faggots tryna beat me
Gon got battered (sweet tooth ass!)
See, I’m just tryna find a better way 
to make this mother fucking money 
Get a pretty fucking penny 
Be the best in the fucking game 
Paint a pretty fucking painting
Do this shit like monet
And beat it like Billie jean
What the fuck is there left to say?
Except I sold my soul to Lucy,
Not the one you think
The one in the sky with diamonds,
Nigga take that drink
That drip, that water, my nigga
What the fuck you say?
See, im the god of the 6
But I don’t mean like drake 
Cause...

(Hook)

(Verse 2)
And in 2016 I almost sold my soul, 
see I was Lusting for Lucy 
because I wanted some more,
Doin' xannies and coca because 
I thought it was bold,
I almost lost my fucking mind 
after I lost my control,
Oh, precious depression, 
It had me grippin' the four,
It got my people regressing, 
blessings are being ignored,
Almost put one in my dome, 
and laid my brains on the floor,
And then I realized that my woes 
resided closer to home,
Lessons were not being taught, 
like a mental recession,
Progression seemed like a myth, 
and that shit lies at the core
See, we were far less informed, 
so by the time I was four
All I could think about was money, 
drugs and fuckin' these whores
Yeah, we were far less informed, 
so by the time I was four
All I could think about was money, 
drugs and fucking these whores - ugh!

(Hook)
(Outro)

lucy

lucy (prod. osama bin rodman)

Produced/Mixed/Mastered/Engineered/Written/Performed/Artwork by Rodman Shah

medusa

medusa (feat. murmur)

Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by Rodman Shah and Pally Ray
Produced by NextLane: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCScHkAuZPyUCH7Nz6XMmEQg

Lyrics:
Yeah, yeah...
This shit used to hurt, hurt
Bury my heart in the dirt, dirt
Pullin' my head out the earth, earth
Yeah yeah, skrt skrt, yeah yeah
Hurt, hurt
Bury my heart in the dirt, dirt
Pullin' my head out the earth, earth
Yeah yeah, skrt skrt, yeah yeah

Fuck you
Bitch I ride my own wave
I done took the subway
Just to get to subway
Okay, tell me
How you think you love me,
After all the stunting?
You was always frontin'
For somethin'
You dumb bitch

But I'm done with that, 
Flip that bag like an acrobat
Checks real fat and my chick real bad
I don't give a damn if you don't come back
Tell me I matter,
I know that I do
Fuck with me, splatter,
I'm carrying' two
Climbing' the ladder,
I'm coming for you

Ay, yuh
So tell me what it takes
They try you is you gon break?
All the time that you done gave?
No care bout what oppers say
Cause I'm a god like charlemagne
My car fast like its GTA
I'm higher than her GPA

Ay, yuh

Don't care bout what he gon' say
Cause he'll see what my heater say
I'll chip 'em like it's frito lay
Then pull off in that all black range
Skrt skirr skr I'll see ya later
I'm a villain, more like vader
Always screamin' "fuck the haters!"

This shit used to hurt, hurt
Bury my heart in the dirt, dirt
Pullin' my head out the earth, earth
Yeah yeah, skrt skrt, yeah yeah
Hurt, hurt
Bury my heart in the dirt, dirt
Pullin' my head out the earth, earth
Yeah yeah, skrt skrt, yeah yeah

I do not know you,
quit calling my name
These niggas fakes,
all they want is the fame
Really I'm boutta just open a hole in the sky
and say "fuck it, let you feel the rain"
All of my niggas around and them bitches gon' flock
when I mob in that a-town braves fitted
With the same team that I had when I started
and we in the studio all getiin' litted
2019,
I'm a motherfuckin' legend
With the same team,
more holy than the reverend
Niggas on the creep
and they'll end you if you let 'em
Got a new phillipe,
200 on my bezel
Copped a new jacket,
it's made out of fur
200 racks for a new chandelier
You know I'm comin' with clips
and I always got extras
just like I am a bandolier

This shit used to hurt me,
Thought I wasn’t worthy,
Cursed me just like scurvy,
Pop one and I’m swervin’
Like derby, firstly
I’m done livin’ dirty,
Ain’t fuckin’ with the perkies,
Take my time, no hurry
No worry

Yeahhhh,
Yeahhhhhhh
Where do we go from here?

This shit used to hurt, hurt
Bury my heart in the dirt, dirt
Pullin' my head out the earth, earth
Yeah yeah, skrt skrt, yeah yeah
Hurt, hurt
Bury my heart in the dirt, dirt
Pullin' my head out the earth, earth
Yeah yeah, skrt skrt, yeah yeah
Hurt, hurt
Bury my heart in the dirt, dirt
Pullin' my head out the earth, earth
Yeah yeah, skrt skrt, yeah yeah

I don't fuck with you cause I don't need to
You were all I want and now I don't need you
You were all I want and now I don't need you

hurt

hurt (feat. pally ray) (prod. nextlane)

Mixed/Mastered/Engineered by Rodman Shah
Produced by MEGA: https://www.youtube.com/user/theofficialzachfrost

Lyrics:
Mmm, yeaaaaah
YEAH
Like, why you always callin'?
Why you always callin'?
Why you always callin'? Girl I don't got time for this
I'll text you in the morning (in the morning)
You know I started ballin'
Now you know I started ballin'

Why you always callin'?
Girl I don't got time for this, I'll text you in the morning
Like, you know I started ballin'
Now you know I started ballin'
Like, why you always callin'?
Girl I don't got time for this, I'll text you in the morning
Like, you know i started ballin'
I was so in love with you but you was always stallin'

Fuckin' that bitch when I'm faded
I fuck that bitch when I'm faded
Me and my niggas the greatest
You and your niggas the fakest, y'all snakes and I swear I know all of you traitors
I save my money for later so basically that mean I'm stackin' my paper

Said he'd take control of me
The devil got a hold on me, there's demons inside me, yeah
It's clear that you don't ride for me
They told me do ungodly things, I'm sorry mama, please, yeaah
Now I started ballin'
Walkin' in them jordans
My girl always talkin'
And your girl always stalkin'

Like, why you always callin'?
Girl I don't got time for this, I'll text you in the morning
Like, you know I started ballin'
Now you know I started ballin'
Like, why you always callin'?
Girl I don't got time for this, I'll text you in the morning
Like, you know i started ballin'
I was so in love with you but you was always stallin'

Fuckin' that bitch when I'm faded
I fuck that bitch when I'm faded
Me and my niggas the greatest
You and your niggas the fakest, y'all snakes and I swear I know all of you traitors
I save my money for later so basically that mean I'm stackin' my paper

Now I started ballin'
Like, now I started ballin'
Now I started ballin'
I was so in love with you but you were always stallin'
Now I started ballin'
Now you know I started ballin'
Now I started ballin'
Now you're still in love with me, but I just can't enjoy it

Why you always callin'?
Girl I don't got time for this, I'll text you in the morning
Like, you know I started ballin'
Now you know I started ballin'
Like, why you always callin'?
Girl I don't got time for this, I'll text you in the morning
Like, you know i started ballin'
I was so in love with you but you was always stallin'

Now I started ballin'
Like, now I started ballin'
Now I started ballin'
I was so in love with you but you were always stallin'

CALLIN'

CALLIN' (prod. mega)

mixed/mastered/engineered by rodman shah
produced by nextlane: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCScHkAuZPyUCH7Nz6XMmEQg

Lyrics:
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mmm
Oh oh, when I'm thinkin' bout you
Oh oh oh oh
Yeahh

Yeah, my heart sinks when I'm thinkin' bout you
Can't love myself but I still love you
Yeah, my heart bleeds when I dream about you
I'm hopeless girl, I can't breathe without you
Yeah, my heart sinks when I think about you
Oh, no, no, no, when I think about you
Can't love myself but I still love you
Yeah, I still love you

Must be signs of the time
What it is on your mind
You can tell me, won't tell
Don't deal with it by yourself
Can't describe how I felt
Chanel 5 how you smell
You're so beautiful girl
I'm fixated, I melt

So tell me why you left me, in a living hell
Always do it for you, wouldn't do for myself
All the things that I'd do, seems like you can't tell
Always busy with you, but you was stuck on someone else
All the pain that I feel, got me feelin' raw
Swervin' in a spaceship, yellin' fuck the law
Percocet 30, got me feelin' raw
If she tell me she my bitch then imma hit it raw

Yeah, my heart sinks when I'm thinkin' bout you
Can't love myself but I still love you
Yeah, my heart bleeds when I dream about you
I'm hopeless girl, I can't breathe without you
Yeah, my heart sinks when I think about you
Oh, no, no, no, when I think about you
Can't love myself but I still love you
Yeah, I still love you

Ohh

Yeah, my heart sinks when I'm thinkin' bout you
Can't love myself but I still love you
Yeah, my heart bleeds when I dream about you
I'm hopeless girl, I can't breathe without you
Yeah, my heart sinks when I think about you
Oh, no, no, no, when I think about you
Can't love myself but I still love you
Yeah, I still love you

Yeah

thinkn bout u

thinkn bout u (prod. nextlane)

mixed/mastered/engineered by rodman shah
produced by NextLane: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCScHkAuZPyUCH7Nz6XMmEQg

Lyrics:
Take this trip with me, I'll show you how it feels to be blind
Come and vibe with me and you'll know how it feels to be blind
Waking up at sundown lately I don't even see light
I don't even see light
Out of body's out of mind, just act like you can't see, right?
You'll know how to be blind

Waking up at sundown, lately I don't even see light
Out of sight is out of mind just act like you can't see, right?
Take this trip with me, I'll show you how it feels to be blind
Come and vibe with me and you'll know how it feels to be blind
Waking up at sundown, lately I don't even see light
Out of sight is out of mind just act like you can't see, right?
Take this trip with me, I'll show you how it feels to be blind
Come and vibe with me and you'll know how it feels to be blind

You were such a lost cause
Now your name is crossed off
My notebook full of regrets
It's twisted just like keith sweat
Now i'm falling off the deep end
Yeah i'm falling off the deep end
I'm always alone at the party
Always alone at the party
They say it gets better but hardly
Drinkin them hops with the barley
You come for me need an army
You come for me need an army
You come for me need an army
Please do not act like you are me
I had to cut off all my ex's
Won't even look for a next bitch
Designer fashion'll hide my depression
But lately my shades keep me blind to my blessings
Ignorant nigga with criminal tendencies
She holy ghost you cause I got the phantom
Yeah, she holy ghost you cause I got the phantom

Waking up at sundown, lately I don't even see light
Out of sight is out of mind just act like you can't see, right?
Take this trip with me, I'll show you how it feels to be blind
Come and vibe with me and you'll know how it feels to be blind
Waking up at sundown, lately I don't even see light
Out of sight is out of mind just act like you can't see, right?
Take this trip with me, I'll show you how it feels to be blind
Come and vibe with me and you'll know how it feels to be blind

Waking up at sundown, lately I don't even see light
Out of sight is out of mind just act like you can't see, right?
Take this trip with me, I'll show you how it feels to be blind
Come and vibe with me and you'll know how it feels to be blind
Waking up at sundown, lately I don't even see light
Out of sight is out of mind just act like you can't see, right?
Take this trip with me, I'll show you how it feels to be blind
Come and vibe with me and you'll know how it feels to be blind

Take this trip with me, I'll show you how it feels to be blind
Come and vibe with me and you'll know how it feels to be blind
Waking up at sundown lately I don't even see light
I don't even see light
Out of body's out of mind, just act like you can't see, right?
You'll know how to be blind

blind

blind (prod. nextlane)

mixed/mastered/engineered by rodman shah
produced by paryo: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCRJ59hK7GibEKEr-e4YNmbA

stay with me (prod. paryo)

mixed/mastered/engineered by rodman shah
produced by paryo: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCRJ59hK7GibEKEr-e4YNmbA

lyrics:
I been on the grind, no, you can't slow me down
I stay on my own just know I love you now
I can't stop, I gotta keep it going now
Riots in my head, they're tryna take me down
Riots in my head, they're tryna take me down
Riots in my head, they're tryna take me down
Riots in my head, they're tryna take me down
Riots in my head, they're tryna take me down

I wanna be better but it's all I know
Tell me that I'm doing wrong, like, girl I know (I know, I know)
Girl I know (I know, I know)
Girl I know
Tell you that I love you, I might die tonight
Your love for me like a pill of cyanide
If you want the truth then look me in the eyes
I don't ask for much, just keep an open mind

I been on the grind, no, you can't slow me down
I stay on my own just know I love you now
I can't stop, I gotta keep it going now
Riots in my head, they're tryna take me down
Riots in my head, they're tryna take me down
Riots in my head, they're tryna take me down
Riots in my head, they're tryna take me down
Riots in my head, they're tryna take me down

And at the end of the day all I know is I love you
And at the end of the day I just wish I could trust you
I get too high when I'm thinking about you
And at the end of the day I'd be nothing without you

I been on the grind, no, you can't slow me down
I stay on my own just know I love you now
I can't stop, I gotta keep it going now
Riots in my head, they're tryna take me down
Riots in my head, they're tryna take me down
Riots in my head, they're tryna take me down
Riots in my head, they're tryna take me down
Riots in my head, they're tryna take me down

I been on the grind, no, you can't slow me down
I stay on my own just know I love you now
I can't stop, I gotta keep it going now
Riots in my head, they're tryna take me down
Riots in my head, they're tryna take me down
Riots in my head, they're tryna take me down
Riots in my head, they're tryna take me down
Riots in my head, they're tryna take me down

riots (take me down)

riots (take me down) (prod. paryo)

for the best

for the best (prod. paryo)

Originally from Atlanta, GA and living in Jacksonville, FL; Rodman Edward Shah is an African-American/Indian rapper, producer, engineer, singer, songwriter, and artist. His versatile range of trap, R&B, soul samples and lofi Hip-Hop as well as impressive song arrangements and energy progression make him extremely pleasant to listen to as both a rapper/singer/songwriter and a producer/engineer.

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