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Proud Of Me

From the 2013 EP, Therapy - Sessions with Ross Robinson.

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Additional Vocals By: Ross Robinson
Keyboard By: Michael "Seven" Summers
Guitar By: Wes Borland
Bass By: Greg Coates, Wes Borland
Percussion By: Alfredo Ortiz
Drums By: Sammy Siegler
Scratches By: Spinstyles
Produced By: Ross Robinson 

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Tech N9ne - Hiccup

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Brotha Lynch Hung - On Halloween Night

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Brotha Lynch Hung - On Halloween Night

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Silent Killer & LabRatz are back with that Hollywood Hampton party music! Fresh off the success of, "In My Car" & "Flexxn" currently available on #ITUNES & #GOOGLEPLAY we present "SK 151" Drink Responsibly!!

SK - 151

I don't know nobody who can body the flow/ like me, I'm "Hot Boy"...Reebok and Girbaud/ drop jewels when I spit, with out mouth full of gold/ Heavy Green is the team and we out here for sure/ and we out on the balcony, better watch out below/ I'm talking up so fucking high, I lost count of the floors/ I would lose track of time tryna count up the dough/ some people owe me, you don't know me, wonder how come he broke?/ shit...I just spend it/ the minute I get it/ I give a fuck about tomorrow cause I'm too busy living/ in the moment I'm in/ you never know when it ends/ I know when one door close, another opens again/ so...I don't give a fuck! go on lock the door up/ I kick the bitch down like I showed up with a warrant/ I ain't talking 5-0, I'm talking metaphoric/ tho I know somebody talking and they probably got rewarded/ can't afford a lawyer, now you got a 'court appointed'/ you thought that they were loyal, now they in the court pointing/ not everybody for you, and a lot of people poison/ cause they wanna wish you well, til it's time to throw a coin in/ they pollute it, not put loot in...that's trash in the water/ splash! Let em laugh, come back even harder/ uh...matter fact, come back like karma/ and while we talking bout it, pray I never have a daughter/ what you know bout me?
what you know bout me?
what you know bout me? Huh?
what you know bout me?

Know Bout Me - #PriMix

Ball Til Broke ft. @JS_Vocals

Yea the devil is a god damn lie/...told me if I sold my soul, I would meet "so and so" and that's when this shit'll pop...but I'm feeling like I done wasted my god damn time/ shits yet to pop/ should've kept rock rolling/ Mick Jagger with a baggy/ but. that shit could go badly/ cause drugs are bad mmmmkay Mr. Mackey/ and I don't need no nosey ass neighbors looking at me/ plus...lord knows, who else is looking at me/ same mafuckas only getting at me when they @ me/ but never to my face, not even thru FaceTime...just thumbs to a touch screen/ fuck these/ spineless mafuckas, they ain't nothing/ thinking shit is sweet, sugar running threw their bloodstream/ I'm a come clean/ all I want's one thing/ that's the crown...told y'all for the umpteenth time/ I'm the mother fucking man/ you ain't giving me a shot? I'm a run up gun in hand/ better pray to god..that the gun'll jam/ cause you'll be one of many, think another Son of Sam/ understand/ I could give a fuck less if you ever become a fan/ I got enough 'Stans'/ all I need's fam/ it's me and my compadres/ hundred dollar entrees/ Cipriani's, bitches on me while I'm on stage/ check IG if you need proof/ fitted hats, 3 piece suits/ you would think I'm in the draft...the devil is a lie, but Pri speak truth/ thats no lie...I tell it like it is/ I don't mind that the elevator, smells like piss/ cause the climb to the top's never pleasant/ uh! I beat em in the head until they're dead or get the message/ or at least on the brink of it, someone get a medic/ come to think of it, til someone give me credit/ I'm a have to do it to em, like "ooh kill em" Terio, bury your ass lord willing/ I can climb out this hell hole/ even tho they said that shit'll never happen, only after hell froze/ well the hell if I ain't got the coldest flow out this bitch, make it rain, sleet, hail, snow/ blood's cold like a fridge full of donor blood/ so gung-ho, never had shit growing up/ so...when I get it, you gon know what's up/ Heavy Green is the team and it's only us/ two things...you can hate, or you show us love/ either way, I hit the Kanye shoulder shrug/ ...cause the devil is a lie/ so tell me why these other rappers stories aren't holding up/ but got the nerve to wear a gold hey-zeus piece/ shout out to the real, FREE BOOSIE!/ oh...and watch out for the wheels, they'll throw you under buses like Wale did Juicy/ uh!

The Devil Is A Lie - #PriMix

T. Rone - White Horse - Remix - B.R. On The Beat

Who Am I

CUT THE CHECK

I Aint worry about it

another leak off disturbance in wonderland! 

Bars-12 gauge

You see my name popping up like it was randomly selected/ ain't nothing random bout it, seen you standing round the exit/ that's around time I started plotting on my entrance/ I'll arrive by helicopter, dropping down thru the ceiling/ uh...on some extravagant shit/ a lot of ppl round the way started rapping and shit/ I'd say half of em hate, the other half on my dick/ I know you learned about fractions, math and shit/ you know the numbers don't lie/ I'm the number 1 guy/ flow dope, type of shit that the fiends wanna buy/ you could call it luck, until it's done a 100 times/ the exact same way...no need to wonder why/ practice makes permanent, while you were getting shut eye/ I was too determined to get better, squinting one eye/ looking thru a scope/ putting bullet holes/ threw the center of a target, son you wouldn't come close/ metaphorically speaking/ you ain't seen me? Then I'm probably in New York for the weekend/ either that, or Baltimore, top floor of the Four Seasons/ in a suite I can't afford, so it's all the more reason/ for me...to rub it in your face/ a lot of mother fuckers are just taking up space/ getting no where quick! Just running in place/ I want some shit that make the cops, wanna run the plates/ cause the shit looks stolen/ I told em picture me rolling/ round this bitch like I'm Pac, both pockets are swollen/ cut from another cloth, no that Pac Sun clothing/ leather shirt, cheetah print shit that's hot for the moment/ I just keep it low key/ black tee, black timbos/ money on my mind, like Missouri that's the M.O/ we making paper like we print those/ Benjamins fresh out the mint, big face like Leno's/ uh...late night like Kimmel/ pile into the rental/ smoke rolling out the windows/ 4 deep, with a trunk full of merch/ if the police pull us, then shit getting searched/ and wooo! ...probably hit my ass with trafficking/ the product so potent you can smell it thru the packaging/ the smokers know, they can tell you it's immaculate/ I could flip the whip, and sell this shit by accident/

Respect - #PriMix

From the 2014 album, Tech N9ne Collabos - Strangeulation.

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Tech N9ne - 'Hard (A Monster Made It)' - feat. MURS

Nah...homie, Pri ain't lie/ I'm too preoccupied doing real shit/ building with/ the ones who really built shit/ ground up, please don't get us wound up, we'll get to bussing like a field trip/ I'm still tripping off whoever think we hating/ where's the competition? I see no indication/ that I have any...not from this generation/ of degenerates generating this trash, I'm still in amazement/ at the lack of talent/ how'd they get around it?/ used to be, you had to spit for real. shit, I highly doubt that/ you living that shit you talking...so why you rapping bout it?/ I body motherfuckers with the flow; ain't even rapping violent/  plh-plh-plh-plhaow! rapid fire!/ all my raps are fire/ knew this shit could happen, soon as Nick bagged Mariah/ whoo! I'm blacking out in black attire/ tagged in flyers/ for events I won't attend, then again tho, I might've prior.../ to learning how their set up/ it's a set up/ shut up bitch I said I'm/ too sexy for that shit/ like I'm Right Said Fred/ now that light has been shed/ on the subject, all the love I get must've went to my head/ fuck it! I'm a shine/ let you do it for the Vine/ I do it for the fam, I do it for me and mine/ you doing it just to do it...the fuck you do with your time?!/ you don't sound nothing like you think you do in your mind/ I promise...You're Ice JJ Fish/ someone lying thru they teeth, shit makes no sense/ so I think it's safe to say, those ain't your friends/ it doesn't matter, I'm the nicest anyway! Fuck who take offense!/ it's Pri!

Draft Day #PriMix

12 gauge and baby teck feat baby teck song off d.i.w all night 

12 gauge and baby teck feat. bobby capri-all night(produced by c mason)

Ft Danny Brown- 2009

From the 2014 album, ¡MURSDAY!

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¡MAYDAY! x MURS as ¡MURSDAY! - "TABLETOPS"

Roll wit me-12 Gauge ft Big Tim and L.A.C

Tech N9ne - Red Rags ft. Kutt Calhoun, Jay Rock & Big Scoob

''WIT THA TOASTA''

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Make Moves ft. Freddie Gibbs

just a lil something off my mixtape for the ladies

08 Wish I Never

My Life

Track 9 off "Remote Viewing"
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Never Fall Short

GETS NO LOVE FEAT 12 GAUGE

SK of Hampton and "The General" Sic Mic of Badnewz team up on a LAB RATZ SLAPPER!!!
FT Royal Bizniz out a Southern California. Welcome to Gangland!!!!!!!!

SK- HpT BadnewZ ft Sic Mic and Royal Bizniz

Chip The Ripper "All Talk" (with Kid Cudi and Christian Bale)

CHIP THE RIPPER-FITTED

Kid Cudi - Dat New New(i did not make/own this music)

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Lyrics

Uh...It's always in one in ear and out the other/ it would appear they filter out the real and vouch for someone/ who ain't about it, and I doubt that they'll be outted/ been surrounded by that fake shit way too many times to count it/ every time that I encountered/ counterfeiters cutting corners/ tryna fit us in a shape that wasn't cut out for us/ so I pedaled like a florist/ hoping that I flourish/ when I reach for it/ that I don't grab that shit where any thorn is/ ...I'll spend a fortune just for this bouquet of roses/ and give that shit away to whoever you say the dopest/ accumulating emotions/ feeling some type of way cause they feel you closer, but shit that's human nature tho, if you ain't notice/ I gas em up like fumigating for roaches/ too flattered to climb the ladder/ ain't no way they can focus/ or take the shit any higher/ just auctioning off their options, selling to any buyer/ to go from hired to Richard Pryor/ fired...then shit is no longer funny/ maybe nobody want it, these kids are no longer hungry/ maybe its all a front for these labels to launder money/ just picking up all this garbage to throw the shit out on Monday/ revolving doors/ there's always more/ soon as you walk in someones walking out, their spot is yours/ they used to be the shit and now they not no more/ it's back to section 8 apartment carpets ain't no marble floors/ its nightmares of the bottom/ me I'm still here, so I got em right where I want em/ 5 am in the morning/ day and night I'm recording/ success is coming in stages so either way I'm performing/ yea... dead center, front of an empty venue/ that means that I never sold out, I don't fucking intend to/ give a fuck what you into/ long as that what you into/ you in it for more than glory/ you love this shit end of story/ fuck who say they the nicest/ they ain't ever as nice as/ people making em out to be, that's just putting it nicely/ lets line up, all their lines like a lineup, stand em beside me/ then ask the people who killed it, then witness how they describe me/ I'm guilty without a question/ still tho my guilty pleasure/ to guillotine the whole scene, it would seem they have all the leverage/ til I come out a head... So let em call me a nobody/ shit...IDGAF about nobody_

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