Derrick silence

Supersonic (Prod. CADENCE)

lostlife

Lyrics:
The wind
The rain
The frost
The snow
Storms are brewin’
A tornado is the open
A particular equation to deliver
The sight of my mind sees for a better
To persevere the level
Pass all that to settle
For what I am to be talkin’
Is to bring a medal
A life to live
In your shoes probably an intricacy of metal

And all that comes from
And all that comes from
Is another level
Not crossed
Never quick
Open it up
And spill it
Dip it
And bill it
Dip it
And tip it
Dip it
And Jib it

I got this
You know I progress it
You know that’s on the daily
For what I got to go in
Is to get it
So please be patient
I got this and I know your waitin’
For a present
Must be somethin’ of greatness
And doin’ this for your lifestyle
I depict a very serious smile
I’m not light, upon it
I’m livin’ on top of it
And I ain’t stoppin’
Never stoppin’
Never ever stoppin’
But sometimes I got to stop it

lo$t

You Know It

lostlife

Lyrics:
It’s particular
Similar
Myself and you are very similar
We got alot to deal with
And we livin’ a life that’s in it
It’s particular
Similar
Myself and you are very similar
We got alot to deal with
And we livin’ a life that’s in it

It’s particular
Similar
Lavish like we on top of it
Savage like we on alot of it
Damage like we smoking’ alot of cabbage
Time for some
A little bit of somethin’ with a kick
Kick back and lit it
Kick back and live it
Somethin’ to watch
I think the walls talk
I think the mind is lost
And I’m certain that I found my grip
I’m livin’ it and I’m doin’ it
Cop it
Drop it
Spin it
Touch it
See what we need is bit for of delicacy
And what we do is to be cute
What we’re under is not the gutter
Go in and Getter
Rebel of Cause
I’m livin’ my life
With no flaws
I take my rights
And I plause
If it’s play
It’s pause
You know that’s for an understandin’
‘cause if you think you’ve got it
Your lost

It’s particular
Similar
Myself and you are very similar
We got alot to deal with
And we livin’ a life that’s in it
It’s particular
Similar
Myself and you are very similar
We got alot to deal with
And we livin’ a life that’s in it

Kick

Old Files

Location

For Billie My Wife

You and Me

You And Me

Yogi 700

Yo Hand In My Pants

“Babi Biich Boiii”
PRETTYBOYDEMON

---LYRICS---

***Weak-A** Beta Whining***

Hahaha

Babi Biich Boiii

Did daddy steal your toys?
All your toys.

Babi Biich Boiii

I’m your daddy, f*cking f*ggot.
F*cking stealing all your f*cking toys.

Babi Biich Boiii
That’s you, boy.

Running, up in your new place tonight.
Your b*tch want my fatty rooster.
She sick of your little piece of fried rice. 

Babi Biich Boiii
Man, she know I come in to give it to her right.

Her cute little kitty cat bored with you,
that feline ready for a fight.

It’s redrum, dead.
Two to the chest, one in the head,
Babi Biich Boiii
sleep tight, goodnight.

Babi Biich Boiii

Did daddy steal your toys?
All your toys.

Babi Biich Boiii

I’m your daddy, f*cking f*ggot.
F*cking stealing all your f*cking toys.

Babi Biich Boiii
That’s you, boy.

Gunning, for you.
Little-silver-spoon-beta Babi Biich Boiii,
your b*tch calls all the shots in your life.

I been homeless on the streets,
in The Murder Cap Lou.
Fellow fellons (allegedly) on my left,
and on my right.

No record ain’t mean I didn’t gang to survive (allegedly).

So, if you call yourself a man,
don’t stand on the shoulders of giants.
Become one.

Insulting other dudes,
makes you a f*cking b*tch, son.
Makes you a little .22
Makes me an Eagle soaring through the Desert, .50
I am the big guns.

The only gold you is,
is the stream of golden p*ss,
that I be p*ssing out my motherf*cking d*ck, son.

Babi Biich Boiii

Did daddy steal your toys?
All your toys.

Babi Biich Boiii

I’m your daddy, f*cking f*ggot.
F*cking stealing all your f*cking toys.

Babi Biich Boiii
That’s you, boy.

Babi Biich Boiii

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Performance, Writing, Effects, Mixing & Mastering: PRETTYBOYDEMON
Produced by: Suvi

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Supersonic (Prod. CADENCE)

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