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Killer Wasps

An instrumental for a song by Duke Rukus of the Outrageous Gentlemen.

Culver City

A sample I cut of a cover by @miriamrider
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BJ (Instrumental)

beat I made.
If you're interested in my sound, hmu on twitter.
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raWho (Instrumental)

Produced/Engineered by @PhunkNorris

Lyrics:
One, two, threw, four, five, six, seven
Flow magnetic, failed to stop before i shocked the medic
Prophetic scripts written before spitten epidemics
A drunk impression cause the crops mimic anesthetics

Welcome to my quest.
I welcome all the countries.
Yall are lovely, bring your friends.
And I hope this hope can last,
Forget the past, lets make ammends.
My homes your home & land.
Were one big band when our voices mend.

In Dro Ft. EleanorNugs (Prod. By PhunkNorris)

Produced/Engineered by @PhunkNorris

Lyrics:
Ill feel good after drinking twelve beers & a bottle of some scotish whiskey aged twelve year.s
Hell hears every shot hit my stomach
Its a feeling of assurance to the devil & he loves it.
Anyways, please the close the door unless you tryna see me puke all my drinks on the floor.
If life is a gamble; no bluffin, son. Im all in.
Watch me raw dog this world & bust some almonds.

Goth shit, im keepin touch with my darkness
And im lightin up anyone who starts shit
I stay starvin, you turkeys ill be carvin
Hard hits got your weak stomach feelin car sick
You smelly kiddies still ridin big wheels
Chasin bacon curious how that pig peels
Well, im the big field
Kind of an immense deal
Disagree one time & you can swim with the seals.

Disrespect me sayin 'fuck you'
Then its best to unfuck me.
Cause ill leave that ass feelin unlucky.
Just trust me, you dont want it with me.
I crush kidneys, for fun I run innings, man.
Drinkin down, feelin higher than a ceiling fan.
Yall faker than a hot plate of steaming spam.
Bitches.

Hangman's Curse (Prod. By PhunkNorris)

Produced by @EleanorNugs/ Engineered by @PhunkNorris

Lyrics:
Pass the bong around with a big smile
Im sicker than an ounce over pounds of shit piles
Rip tiles in half with my hands
In the midst of this while, Ill dab up a gram
Yo, were fighting like its "Hard Times"
Face rearranged like the ending of a bar fight
Charles Bronson in a darth vader cape
Darth Maul dabs crossin & im parkin in space

Dropkick from the stars to your dimples.
Ill leave you needin treatment like its sars or a pimple.
I sorta chomp cats, leave em lookin like its Mortal Kombat
Chill where all the bongs passed cause im a mortal gone mad
Not bad for an umemployed pothead.
Eyes look like im from where the soy sauce is.
Spit obnoxious while I look unconscious.
Mind is out the frame cause im thinkin out the boxes.



Cheez-Itz (Prod. By EleanorNugs)

Produced/Engineered by @PhunkNorris

Lyrics:
Chillin & im sippin on some scotish whiskey
Youd think i probably hate my kidneys.
And im probably lifting cause that marijuana in me.
Im in the blue like billy
Theres no limits with these sounds
Im feelin powerful and ranger like, 
Ill venture past these clouds.
Im worse than gettin bit by a preserved pickled snake
You turd lookin fools all have a roof with little brains
And my proof for me to prove a little point is in that lead your way
And it wont hesitate to show your soul to levitate

I doom & conquer them, then take my human offerin
I give no room for hollerin
Drink brews & boost my tolerance.
Its partly confidence but mostly for my medication.
Drink & start the blazin, roll a bark & spark that cajun
Spar your faces.
Carve an 'R' & stomp your braces
Combinations; My foot will end this conversation.
You got some rabbit feet, I got a mavericks toe.
And still youre thinkin im your average joe.

I be smackin these hoes until its seen that im causin damage
Leave their skin lookin green like they from Planet Namek
Handin cans of whoop ass like im Captain Insane-o
Intolerant A-holes get dismantled & handled like Play-Doh
CASE CLOSED.

You feel the anger in the gavel.
Then your pain receptors travel when the gavel hits your apple
Its a constant battle with all these chickens wantin cattle
Ill saddle em like horses
Use their corpses as my tackle.

Spectre (Prod. By PhunkNorris)

Rich Sherman Ft. Duke Rukus (Prod. By PhunkNorris)

PBS (Prod. By EleanorNugs PhunknNorris)

Made this beat on my iPhone. Recorded & Mastered by myself.

Payaso (Prod. By PhunkNorris)

Beat produced by Phunk Norris.
Recorded/Mastered by Phunk Norris.
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NorrisHead (Prod. By Phunk Norris)

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Engineered & Mastered by Phunk Norris.

This beat is off a tape produced by Yung Sound & Doc Samson.

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DeadBeat (Prod. by YngSnd & Doc Samson)

Samples by Rick & Morty !!
Dope beat produced by @IdkWutImDoing
Recorded, mixed, and mastered by me @SlumpedRecords

It's Okay ft. Chuck (Prod. By IdkWutImDoing)

Speedy Gonzales (Prod. By IdkWutImDoing)

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bass by Niko Barrientos

[Chuck]
always rollin with that dope shit
cant you feel it in your soul now?
if were movin this fast on ya
never expect us to slow down
i can tell they cant control themselves when you come round
thats true facts
leave em dead or scratchin their heads askin phunk "now how you do that?"

phunk slumped up,
ina minute pass out
laugh now or act now but ima never back out
no,
my hands up but you put ya hands down
then i act out throwin bones at your glass house
yo,

duck or not might hurt a couple minds
Phunk & Slumped just might turn water into wine
tryna fill up with some dollars from the rhymes
after the bucks
dont even bother with my time

hey, im focused,
im holdin the potent rollin nd rollin just know it im loaded & holdin
devoted im chosen
controllin the moment
you know it, youre foldin
yall leavin your colon all swollen
im chargin extra like its guacamole


everytime i spit, they be like 
Gimme mo, Gimme mo
everytime i spit, they be like 
Gimme mo, Gimme mo
i can tell they cant control themselves when you come round
thats true facts
leave em dead or scratchin their heads askin phunk "now how you do that?"



back, i am
all you thinkin I ran
im the bomb, might blast
feelin off, might crash
my bad, feelin good, i cant
till they got my back
or theyre on my nads

on dad, but its really on moms
wantin the cash like its really what i want
yo, its my bad i am just feelin what i got
you could blame it on the man but its really what i pop, uh

all we carrys strong
you can hit my bong
what is wrong with ya nog?
are you feelin lost?
who to call when you fall?
man lets get along
see us alll
so you dont gotta be alone

hit my phone when you want
we can hit it off
till i hit it raw then im gone in a speedin car
speedin far. feel the lose when i leave the block
see me block with a glock like I be the law

Gimme Mo ft. Chuck (Prod. by IdkWutImDoing)

@slumpedrecords
bass by Niko Barrientos

right in the middle of a wednesday
im writin bars like an essay
throw up, im so slumped dont comprende
been draggin my balls.
i needed leg space
my dragon balls heal like dende, aye

the way im feelin
explains alot
i stay hot
my weight dropped
heard youre great talk
so take off

the way im feelin 
haters saw my lanes hot
but stay calm
cause acts are flammable like napalm

its slumped they better know
get a whole season in one episode
brudda told me let it flow
so i did it sevenfold out a megaphone

im the shit
the biggest cock in the coop
im biggie drawn to the loot
or lebron when he shoots

can we admit im sick as coughs
im the deuce
a lil song of the flu
im vinnie paz with the juice
check it,

yall a 4 to 1 like tracer ammunition
sick as syphillis the kid is
yall are pigeons in the distance
gotta get it like a player with the chickens
or a player with the pistons
ima cater what they missin

got a show to run;
im racin past the driven.
say you did it but you didnt;
waste of minutes.
lets chase the vision like the visions naked women
take a ticket
aim & hit it
cause ya know i came to win it, phunk

The Force (Prod. by IdkWutImDoing)

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when the bottle on E
dont be talkin to me
get lost in my teeth
collar is gone
this dog off his leash

drink like otters at sea
leave dont bother a G
sneak your daughter a D
all on my john im honored and pleased

everybody low like ass cheeks
all a bunch of pussies if you ask me
slumped out in the backseat is where youll catch me with a fat drink

how does everybody know but aint asking?
got a buzz moving pretty fastly
on clouds when I match three
what im packings like a gas leak

and i.... well i just stumble, 
life is fumbled
airs the dad,
mother is earth,
& times the uncle
ugh,
my life has fumbled
lifes a puzzle
wheres the cash?
bummer at first,
youll likely struggle
yup,

and i ride slow
just how the time goes
and i ride slow
im gettin mines tho

[Chuck]

i’m getting mines though
leaving minds blown
on my way to switching time zones
with my ride or dies
ride the wave or fight the tides
boy i’m tryna inspire lives
reach the higher times
show the brighter sides
as i write my lines
smell that loud? it’s probably me
always got that fire, obviously heat
probably smoke an ounce if you’re bouncin with me
about what i’m bout, nothing out of me free
claim they’re the best but how could that be?
cause they say i’m the best and i would agree
swear nobody towering me
i’m king kong, on another plane, devouring streets
now bounce to the beat, bounce to the beat, bounce to the beat, ok ok ok ok

Ride Slow ft. Chuck (Prod. by IdkWutImDoing)

First track off 'Organ Failure: Part 2'

(Lyrics)

Shot after shot of the Seagrams
Gotta be honest bout demons
God, ill be honest I need em
Got a long column of reasons

And im caught up in Tequila
And im at the spot like cheetahs
And i spin like Ballerinas

And my vida real loca
Johnny up like mohawks
Godly or a robot
With all the means to show off

And at no cost
Im needin drink like Popeye need his spinach
Seek the spinnin
Think im kiddin?
Bleep the image
Is he finished ??

Yeah, nope
But im tryna cope
When im high on slidin slopes
And the time is nice & slow
Then the vibes get high & low
Make it time for I to go
When your mind is bright as cone’s
Well then the top might be ya home

Yeah right
Back a couple feet
Cause yeah i might
Jump with teeth 
Cause, yeah i bite
Fuck with me & yeah ill try
Yeah im light
Like a bumblebee so yea youll find
im hovering like yeah ill fly
Fuck wimme & pay the price

If you wanna know whats inside of my head
Then make a great attempt instead of wonderin
“Why?” when im dead

Yeah, 
Im sharp as knives to the chest
But when your mind’s hard to get
The mind is harder to fetch

When I die, then i’ll rest 
And i might feel the best
When the fire gettin higher & I fry in my nest

Said ill die then I rest
And i might feel the best
When the fire gettin higher & I fry in my nest, bitch

And I fry in my nest, bitch

Great Attempt (prod. by IdkWutImDoing)

All Cheese Everything

I was born on July 16, 1993
&
Im here to create greatness.
#OrganFailurePart1 out now !
@SlumpedRecords

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