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Who-Chang Diss - Outto-Tune Tyrone

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Ride or Die Ft. Sana (EP out)

Edited and mastered by: twitter.com/Dualiity_music​
Beat Created & Licensed by: Muto 

Verse 1:
Yeah I’m back on my grind,
Had to find some motivation this time, 
Yeah my competition is on decline,
Yeah I made the music scene and it’s mine,

Put some respect on my name, show some appreciation,
Haters be hatin, they think I’m the villain,
They all in day feelins,
My real estate appreciation was great though, was damn near a million,
I’m laughing my way to Paleto bank,
South side is the same old same,

They running they mouth like a faucet,
100 thousand dollars just in watches, 
now I’m flossing , make you nauseous, 
Eyes on me like a watch list,
When I drop a bag, I don’t read the tag,
It don’t matter how much that shit be costin,

There rat bitches can’t hand wit me,
Ridin around in AMG’s,
That’s right yeah you know it’s paid in cash,
You think I got payments don’t make me laugh,

My networth on my neck hurt,
Who-Chang rappers network,
If they didn’t, their views would diminish,
Cuz without em, their music would never get heard,

Most of their music is straight trash,
I’m not hatin , I’m just statin the fax,
I’m not gonna give em’ pats on the back,
Shit if I’m printin they tracks, they payin a tax,
It’s like these kids got an inheritance, these entitled artists are an embarrassment,
There’s no comparison, 
all these who-chang artist thinkin they better than me is nothing straight arrogance, 









Hook:
I am the goat, yeah, I’m in the zone,
Quit, eye my thrown, 
I am a king, yeah, send me the ping, 
and I’ll let it ring,
I am the goat, yeah, don’t want this smoke,
Quit, eye my thrown, 
I did this all on, all on my own,
Cuz, I am the GOAT,


Verse 2: 
Yung Fierro, you best run an audible,
You music is really inaudible,
I couldn’t diss you, even if I broke rules and I went and used meta,
You cheatin, un-achievin’, clout chasing fuckin heathen,
Don’t understand what you speakin,
When you rap on the tracks need to breath in,

I don’t care if you success or not,
Keep runnin’ your mouth and you’ll see this Glock,
Rob my house and I see you,
Then you gonna go back to the ICU,

Look at my body work,
hit after hit, after hit, 
and I didn’t suck any dicks,
All of your songs are a miss,
Including that diss,
you wish you could write like me bitch,

I’m hearing there’s trouble in paradise,
If I had to join Who-Chang I’d roll the dice,
and if I didn’t die, then I’d roll them twice,
Cuz I’d hate my life, shit I’d roll them trice, 

Hey Mr. K all your best artists at Who-Chang don’t wanna stay,
Eventually they all go a stray, I told you so man what can I say?

I got dissed by who-chang, what? 6 times, 
but I can’t recall more than 2 lines, 
All of your views combined,
 pathetically couldn’t even fuckin reach half of mine,


Hook:
I am the goat, yeah, I’m in the zone,
Quit, eye my thrown, 
I am a king, yeah, send me the ping, 
and I’ll let it ring,
I am the goat, yeah, don’t want this smoke,
Quit, eye my thrown, 
I did this all on, all on my own,
Cuz, I am the GOAT,

Outro:
Creampie Creations
You can discredit me on the streets…
But the music game you can’t deny it,
I’m The GOAT

Quit Eyeing My Throne - Outto - Tune Tyrone

its hard to feel alright,
when you cloud up my mind
it burns my heart inside
nobody understands the fears inside my head
I'm not afraid to die
it took me years to get it
that nothing about this
is in our hands
 
Cover up both  your eyes, drown in my lullabies
your fears start to subside
the only path that made sense was under Mr. K
and all of the rest I fear
what would happen to me if I gave up early
if I never went out and tried
 
 
 
P-Money
I'm down to kill the cops 
I ain't afraid to die
you ask me why?
mans are forcing raids and holding us for time
you made your mind
now I'm making mine
ready to take the nines
think I ain't the kind
until I cut you up like racing lines
the fuck is up
secretly, I got keys somehow the PD know wassup
judges approving this, I'll like yo wassup
how can you tell me the system ain't corrupt
I can't even make this up
explain how they know if they don't make this up
fuck that this ain't even about getting our stuff back
there is no more 2+2 far gone were above that
they only show respect, when we bust back
then cry when we bust back
from the bottom of my heart lick my nut-sack
cuz when I think about it, what can you really do
they'll put me on the news
I can still get guns and keep shooting you
10-CG cuz you know what we will do to you  
and when I pull up on that bike
 it's me, my gun, and you
 

it's hard to feel alright, when you cloud up my mind
it burns my heart inside
nobody understands the fears inside my head
I'm not afraid to die
 
I'm not afraid to die
I'm not afraid to die
I'm not afraid to die
I'm not afraid to die
I'm not afraid to die
I'm not afraid to die

Not Afraid To Die - Damien Tinkerman ft. P Money

Song By Outto-Tune Tyrone Feat. Arturo
Beat By: Kontrabandz
Mastered By: @dualiitymusic

Lyrics: Yeah
Outto-Tune Tyrone
The next time you're chillin' over on Innocence, it just might not be so innocent.
This is a Creampie Creation, in association with Cop Killa Records
We still in here because we never pulled out cuh

Chorus:
Don't you roll through the barrio
Speedy knows he will bury you
I'm tellin' you, you know that I'm tellin' you
Speedy gonna fucking tell you
They ride in town there ain't nothing like the Vagos

When you see the color yellow
Better not even say hello
They don't wanna talk to you cuh
Unless you give it up the goods yeah

Hey y'all, punto, you better watch where you go
The Family, the Ballers, you can't do shit so don't bother
Speedy El Jefe, better respect him
Cuz if you don't then he gun' catch you with a class 2 weapon
Sprayed so loud it's gonna deafen
Don't worry though you'll be dead in seconds

[Chorus]

IM TELLIN YOU
THE NUMBER ONE RULE
DONT COME TO JAMESTOWN ACTING A FOOL
OR  IM  PULLIN OUT THE TOOL
AND ILL PUT YOU IN A TOMB
well take your dinero and even your shoes
ORALE VATO 
we got soldiers GI JOE
COUSIN HECTOR 
JUANILLLA MARIO
EL JEFE SPEEDY
N THIS ARTURO
but loco n flippy they'll drop you to the floor
this our barrio adios homles
get your stuff getup n go back to your zone
if we catch you in the houses well turn into bones
IM TELLIN YOU! It's EAST SIDE VAGOS

[Chorus]

These bitches on the street do not know who we are man
We the fucking El Jefe of the Vagos man
You better leave my barrio before we jump on you just like Mario man
We the motherfucking Vagos in the streets puto what's up
I'M TELLIN' YOU to leave my barrio

Don't you roll through the barrio
Speedy knows he will bury you
I'm tellin' you, you know that I'm tellin' you
Speedy gonna fucking tell you
They ride in town there ain't nothing like the Vagos
I'm tellin' you, you know that I'm tellin' you 
There ain't nothing like the Vagos 
There ain't nothing like the Vagos 
There ain't nothing like the Vagos

Im Tellin' You - Outto - Tune Tyrone Feat. Arturo

Beat Produced By: Kontrabandz
Robbin' Houses

Outto-Tune: Hey Doug it's that time, let's head up to Vinewood
Doug: Heck yeah pecker, I'll throw on some denim,
Outto-Tune: Aight cuh don't forget your lockpicks this time!

Hook:
We robbin on houses on Houses, 
we making thousands and thousands,
Repeat.

Verse 1:
Yeah it’s 10pm, it’s time to take the crew to Vinewood so we can break in,
It’s the fastest mafuckin way to make a million, 
Don’t hate on me Cuh that’s just the way that it is,
I got cocaine in my pocket, Steady Hands when I start to lockpick,
HOA’s radio locked in, if they Interfere and I'mma drop
You know I barely make sound, when I'm crawling around,
I open up a cupboard door and scrap falls to the ground 
Making so much fucking noise that it stresses me out,
Now I hear the Police coming shit I'm gonna be found,

Angel & Mclane is on duty,
I'm gonna die if I go and start shooting,
I got a purple card I don't want to lose it,
The fine and jail time is gonna be so stupid,

Hook:
We robbin on houses on Houses, 
we making thousands and thousands,
Repeat.

VERSE 2: 
Better not be robbin houses in the Barrio,
Or you'll be seeing Speedy, Flippy and the Mario, 
If you robbin in the South then you gotta know,
Ma fucks never sleep with their eyes closed,
I ain't even jokin, eyes wide open,
Passed out on the table they gon need an Ibuprofen,
And tip toe'n though these houses can be pretty borning,
Making all the voices in your head start snorin,
It's because every single house gon' looks the same,
If you got a problem you can take it up with Matthew Payne,
Don't hate the player Cuh, go ahead and hate the game,
Strip club for the stress yeah we gonna make it rain,
So much money to be found in these houses,
Opened up the fridge no food but found thousands,
Oh shit, it's Ripley and dog I'm surrounded,
It wasn't a speed run' man I'm so done with these houses Cuh,

Hook:
We robbin on houses on Houses, 
we making thousands and thousands,
Repeat.

Skit/Hook
Doug: Alright I got my denim where you at? OT? OT? Oh Boy...

Robbin' Houses - Outto - Tune Tyrone

Written By: OTT
Mastered By: @dualiitymusic
Lyrics:

Speedrunning Tacos and Tacos
Lean Boys ain't runnin dem Nachos,
Speedrunning Tacos and Tacos
Lean Boys ain't runnin dem Nachos,
100's of thousands,
Speedrunning Ounces,

Verse 1: 
Yeah, it’s 8 am, its time to speed over to forum and scare locals again,
It’s the fastest way to make a mafuckin way to make a million, 
Don’t hate on them Cuh that’s just the way that it is,
They got hot sauce in they' pocket, Sourcream for some extra toppins',
The broke boys they all tryin' to profit, GSF gotta have to stop to this, 
You know they making every sound when they speeding around,
ATV's and taco hats when shits about to go down,
They got a fleet of taco trunks, but yet there's never around,
They should change the way they look, they hypocritical clowns,

Lang and Eugene is on duty,
Don't make fun of or they gon start shooting,
Their brittle egos can't take a bit of brusin',
Without the Vagos they are always fucking losing,

Speedrunning Tacos and Tacos
Lean Boys ain't runnin dem Nachos,
Speedrunning Tacos and Tacos
Lean Boys ain't runnin dem Nachos,
Hook:
Speedrunning Tacos and Tacos
Lean Boys ain't runnin dem Nachos,
Speedrunning Tacos and Tacos
Lean Boys ain't runnin dem Nachos,
100's of thousands,
Speedrun Ounces,

Verse 2:
Better not be driving up and down on Lean Street,
Or they'll shoot you for no reason cuz they mean G's,
Curtis be bitchin Buddha ditched him last week,
My trap brought you altogether you thank me!
You ungrateful bitches, Eugune dry snitchin,
cock sucker left Prune Gang to speedrun for riches,
No auto-tune for the rest of this track,
Punked out by CG yet you say nothing back,
Ellie skinny fat, Tony on quack,
Brenda's mine Saab, please don't get mad,
I go deeper than you Vagos ass,
Grind all that money yet still go no class,
Catch you up North and you bitches get taxed,
You dishn' insults but you can't handle back, 
Teletubbies Taco Gang gonna get clapped,
Tony, I dare you to spit something back,

Speed Runnin' Tacos - Outto Tune Tyrone - WuChang Records

Written By: OTT
Mastered By: @dualiitymusic
Why's it ok when you false FLAG, and you drive TANKS,
and you grind THANGS, 
but when other crews do it , got a problem need to whine and COMPLAIN,
I hate see'n thugs cry it's a goddamn SHAME,

Misfits moved south and you all cried not FAIR,
Held hands, made demands, And yelled carebear STAR,

GSF had are back, and their terms were FAIR,
But Vagos and Leanboys, had somethin  PREPARED,
They false flagged as a Misfit  robbed ANDREWS,
Took his weapons camped my house until I ran THROUGH,
Tony, Curtis, Mike and some other random DUDE,
Planted the PD weapon on me man that shit was  RUDE,

If it were me, and I had done that to YOU,
You'll would have lost your damn minds and you know it is TRUE,
Your own rules don't apply to YOU,
You only bring them up as a crutch, cuz you cucks don't know how to fuckin LOSE,

Wuchang records went and signed the fucking GOAT,
you all wanted  Old TT well here you GO, 
Now I got the tec 9 aimed at your COAT,
nothin savin you now  not even 8 bricks of coke, CUH

I'm ruthless, we can square up I'll leave you toothless,
you wouldn't dare take this fight
cuz you know you'd would lose it,

Times running out , Tik Tock,
I bet it's hard running flippy, with them flip flops,
I always see your salty ass laid at pill box,
 strapped to an IV, bitch drip drop,

Speedy you war'n in the Hermes every damn day,
Trying to convince everyone that shits not a TANK,
 4v2 at my house Yesterday and you got SPANKED,
And flippy cried like a bitch screaming "you gone PAY!!"
Yeah OK, Mr.excuses. it's the samething everytime that your little bitch ass LOSES,


Chang gang's got the Skittles caged in like rats,
Call the lean boys a smartie, we eat the red ones last.
and the yellow ones get passed, and go right to the trash,
The skittles gang don't stand a chance now and that's just straight facts,

It's ironic leans bankin' off that taco booth, 
When Tacos laying you out alone making bankin' off you,

You sloppy ass pussies lookin like lunch meat,
Saabs trademark should be him him slumped in a front seat,

Come on Curtis we know you ain't no damn demon,
The only money shot you take is Vagos semen,
I guess I'm gonna have to start pocket cleanin'
We're up 3 tuner chips in this Tellatubby season,

Ellie, this life isn't for you,
The Lean boys quick to ditch ya when it's a 5 man crew,
Shit I would too,  this is long past due,
you should have been the one to fail in Buddha's old crime school,
Y'all holding hands just to get by,
South side lookin more like the hair off of Takeshi 69.

I miss the old Eugue what's gotten into you,
You've seen a lot of wars, but this you won't see through,
If you wanna be extra lean you gotta trim the fat
So tell Ellie and Eugene that they gotta fall back,

Lang if you want static
You know we got them automatics
when you're not around, we been clappin and blasting your boys asses,

The politics in the souths a damn joke,
I had enough of being Southsides scapegoat,

Yo Turbo, set up the meetin, change their Banadas to skittles
so got snacks for the upcoming season,

Better belive it, after this the souths gonna change,
cuz were just so damn tired of the same old same,
 
They bully on, and do no wrong, fucking suck each other off,
Oh my god, 

They just so motha fucking  strong, We should all aploud,
If they coming after you, nothing you do,
Oh their coming after me, How can this be,
It's only gonna be another win for OTT...

Skittles Diss Track - Outto - Tune Tyrone - WuChang Records

By: OTT
Licensed Beat By: @jammybeatz
It's 2020 man this year is scary,
I try not to cry reading his obituary,
He loved animals, snowboarding and water sports,
And now we all mourn, the loss of Kenny, Boe Jangles, on July 4th,
This isn't me as any character, I just wanna celebrate this mans character,
His mom said, if any of his friends needed a hand, 
he'd be glad to let them crash in his pad,
Why did he have to go, we all loved him man he had to know,
One minute your here then "poof" that's the show,
The loss of a life it always hurts the most,
I hugged my son a little longer this morning before I left house,
You just never know...
But when it came to Boe, his frustrations he would never show,
Never stressed cuz he always had joint to smoke,
When they found you, you were on train,
no more pain, you'll ride on in that blue Mustang, (We love you boe) 

 Verse 2:   
Without you, there would be no Charles,
Without Charles there be no me, No OTT
You see, I was ready to quit on my dreams,
Discovered NoPixel it revitalized my stream,
So thank you, Boe, your influence changed my life,
 As a member of Nopixel we must do what's right,
And treat each other better, we're all in this together,
We need to lift each other up no matter how bad the weather,
This competitive, petty shit, is something Boe never did,
We're all a family, remember this,
We owe it to Blue, it's what he would want us to do,
He never cared if he won so could never really lose,
Look at what we built and the lives that we touched,
We're gonna miss Blue and itsStarkey so much,
I know 2020 is hard on us, so if you're struggling, 
reach out to someone that you trust, (you're worth it)

Skittles Diss Track - Outto - Tune Tyrone - WuChang Records

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