Desperado - Rihanna (slowed N Reverb)

Obsessed With You

leave me where you found me

iann dior - liar

Concrete jungles, corrupt battles in the haze,

Politricksters spittin' lies like bullets that graze,

Through the fog of deceit, my voice unfolds
Calling out the tyrants; the truth's being told,

They build their empires on backs that are bent
Claiming they're for the people, but it's all just pretend,

I navigate through the chaos with a mic as my guide
Dropping knowledge with the flow, can't be swept by the tide,

Challenging the status quo, yeah we're pushing back the storm
Watch the kingpins of deceit, in the spotlight they mourn,


"???"


Corrupt minds, lined pockets, sharp as switchblades, yeah
Politics dirty, we call that filth the power games,

Neighbors blinded by the suits and ties, staged
They talk of change but it's chains where my people are laid,

I’m with the truth, that's a clique they can’t break up
Above the law or six feet down, where they end up,

If you ain't touched by the lies then you ain't woke enough
I drop a lot of wisdom, not just dollars in my cup,

I school them on the system, but they still won't get the clues
She was never for the cause, so I drop that act with truth,


"???"


Graspin' for the power, they're getting too corrupt
Tales spun in marble halls, now the people had enough,

Slick suit, serpent tongue, watch the vipers in disguise
But our sight's clear in the struggle, no more fallin' for the lies,

We're the voice of the forgotten, microphone our sword
In the rhythm and the rhyme, our unity's restored,

They trade in public trust, but these streets keep the score
We expose every scandal, turn the whispers to a roar,

Brooklyn blocks bear witness, to the games they play
But we stand firm in the fight, never led astray.

Chains and Change

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[VERSE I - $LICK $LOTH]

serpents of death crawling under your skin
if i take a bet you can guess who gonna win
i walk in the jects without no protection
i function in hoods every city im in
im that grey born gorilla out the concrete jungle
ducking from the dope cuz i just shot a bundle
scarecrow make the chopper drum shots rumble
scarecrow got the dope game from my uncle
still prefer the drugs over bitches
better watch the side that you picking
snakes start hissing
heads start missing
rest in piss to the ones im killing
chief keef drillin
codeine spilling
blood on my linen from the cuts never healing
hot boys out the crypt with a mouth fulla scripts
body bags zip when the gun hammer click

[VERSE II - RUBY DA CHERRY]

ruby leveled up
ruby gone global
epidemic proportion
i got the torch and now i'm lighting up gas on the porch
kick back
now i'm bored
$lick asked for the short
flick ash for the sport
ruby wrestles several devils in the 7th ward but ruby can't afford to move toward the hoard just yet
seventh ward dragon with a fiery sword through the neck
engulfed in flames
engulfed in blood as it rains from the red heaven that yung plague has escaped
levitate over Lake Pontchartrain
set em straight
no we are not the same
yeah it's hard to remain when your self slain
yeah it's all that remains when your self made
ruby bout to take a second breath
embrace yourself because all that remains is the blood stains

Radical $uicide

$UICIDEBOY$ x GETTER - MEMOIRS OF A GORILLA

Stoney

Post Malone - Leave

05/24/2019 LIVE FAST, DIE WHENEVER
https://G59Records.com

[VERSE I: 7TH WARD LORD]

7th Ward swerving
white Benz
wheels turning
rose gold chrome accent on the rims
picture perftect
no destination let's just wait and see where we end up
burning zones
burning up the ozone backwood stay tightly tucked
bitch look at me she said "yuck!"
what the fuck?
hoe, i'm Oddy Nuff
i don't fuck with lifeforms from this planet, bitch
you out of luck
i got better shit to do like sip the lines up in my cup
i ain't sharing
pint stay tucked
waste my whole life hunting ducks

[VERSE II: LIL HALF CUT]

i be that rotten garbage crawling out the ditch
stitches for a snitch
bodies in the fridge
blade scraping
grey aping
banging on my fucking chest
feel the static
problematic
be my motherfucking guest
Yung Christ - masked up for a poltergeist
feel like i'm stuck in a vice
feel like i been paid my price
my wrists have been sliced
now i'm scarred from the blade that's pressed against my skin
lifeless and i'm stuck up in this shit
the walking mortal sin who's life will never end
fuck

Chains and Change

lowlife

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