My Mind In D Minor [Prod. L U N A X Flaco Blanco]

[Intro]
Unknown, In this bitch
Well known, aye

[Alternate Chorus]
Really don't get it
I got the business
She say she love me (yup)
I got the mistress (mistress)
Feel like I got this stress
Flash like I'm in the press
I am the witness
Bitch, you can feel this, Ooh!

[Verse 1]
Pullin all these triggers with emotion it figures I got this itchin on me and I swear I don't got any chiggers look at the bigger picture no I don't wanna get witcha and if you died today no I would not fuckin miss ya
No, I will not fuckin miss ya (nah)
Ride around town with the stigma (oou)
Boy I ride around with enigma (yeah)
Can't hear me where's the signal (signal)
Please stop staring with the insults bitch (insults)
I earned my own charisma (charisma)
Yeah my flow so abysmal (abysmal
When I pop off I won't miss ya x 4 (no I won't miss you) (nah, nah)

[Chorus}
I really don't get it (nah)
I got the business (yeah)
She say she love me
I got the mistress
Run around runnin that mouth boy
Make you eat them slugs like Malfoy
Bitin all these mothafuckas while i'm undercover
Artist of the year ill discover get a little slice of butter
But I guess you can't believe that
Really thought you could keep secrets

[Verse 3]
Smile on my face, Yuh
Best believe that
You just want a taste, Yuh
While I'm bleeding

[Verse 4}
Eyesight
Bye Bye
Tonight
I die
Inside
Why Lie
Fly by (fly by)
Come down now
When I drop in looking pretty
You the class clown man you lookin silly
Really though really though really
Know I got the sub bumpin through the whole city
Really did it by myself (yeah)
I don't need nobody help (nah)
Yeah I'm repeating myself (yeah)
But you just don't get the message (nah)

[Verse 6]
I just ride around town uh, with the mains yeah
Keep the pressure down now uh, I can't strain this. x2
Run with the switch
Bet that body hit the ditch (uh)
Love when it hits
Catch me gnarly with the shits (uh)

[Chorus]
Really don't get it
I got the business
She say she love me
I got the mistress
Run around runnin that mouth boy
Make you eat them slugs like Malfoy
Bitin all these mothafuckas while i'm undercover
Artist of the year ill discover get a little slice of butter
But I guess you can't believe that
Really thought you could keep secrets
OOH!

MUSIC VIDEO

Really Don't Get It (Prod. Moss Beats)

Feat. @billsaberdotcom
Prod. BLEACH KIDD
Mixed - @okayrusty

:: LYRICS ::

Delusions are rollin around in my head
Tellin me that I’d rather be better off dead
So it’s off with my head cuz I’m done takin meds 
This whole life that I’ve lived I did it with no ends

A-LOW Bill $aber we come with the flavor 
Headlines in the news and front page of your papers
The only true saviors still left in the game 
It’s a race to top and we came in first place 

Woke up 
And I’m still fucked up 
Yeah I made a lot of money but i blew it all at once 
Yeah now I’m back on my grind 
What a time to be alive 
Nah wait I’m just kidding 
What a perfect time to die 

(Aye) I go crazy over here so don’t you bring it over here
I kill this shit to no avail 
I fix my brain my soul repair 
With these vixes on my tail 
I got they brains shiftin 
I aim different 
I grind I meet the world 
But I ain’t lane switchin I think different 
I tame bitches 
The same bitches ask if I could meet her 
I got me some bape and apes 
I got a two seater 
That’s your baby momma, n**
That’s my mamacita
She dream about me all the time and I can’t even see her 
All this time I flex (yuh) 
Bitch they know who next (yuh)
Flippin that money I’m flippin that money
Barry Bonds duplex 
Double Nike two checks 
You do a lot go do less 
I smoke a lot I’m too stressed 
In my O I do my best

Why she gotta look at my wrist like that 
How you think I know she take the dick like that 
Playin with her heart I gave that shit right back 
Gave that shit right back 
No hearts for the wicked 
Watch me flee 

From the scene 
So obscene 
She came home with me 
No apologies 
For the weak
You ain’t friends with me 
I’m tryna help myself and redirect my mental health 
Inside of a direction where I can find happiness and wealth 
Tryna help a tragedy 
That tragedy seems to be me slowly hoping that everything will go back to how it used to be 
I’m not gonna lie I’m scared to death to see what happens next 
Late on my rent
Got bills stacked up 
But still ain’t got no fucking checks 

Yeah my future still looking blank 
No more money inside the bank 
Put my hands over my face and sit alone inside the rain 
Can you feel my pain 
Cold blood running in my veins 
If this depression never ends I think I might lose my brain.

I'm GoD (ft. Bill $aber) [Music Visual in Description]

MVKO 

Man down,
Choppa clean you up like sham-wow
Hellhounds,
Hungry pits inside the dog pound
12 rounds,
Stand inside the ring get knocked out,
Big mouths,
Talkin all that shit you ain't bout

Smokin on that loud it shake the windows call it sonic boom,
Open up the pit we get to swingin watch us clear the room,
Dr doom blinded from the sunlight walkin out my tomb
Fuck you bitin motha fuckas leave you sweeped dont need a broom,
Lack of oxygen I dont breathe I dont need that,
Thinkin that you hard until we pull up change yo mindset
Im steady smokin pounds while you struggle for a dime bag,
Hollow point sent through your head for free dont need a price tag,
If lifes a game of chance I'll press my luck never gonna fold,
Eyes rolled back I saw my rest until the knife cuts through my bone,
I'm a soul of Roanoke meet my gaze and turn to stone,
Ghost with a cut throat watch the blood run down your walls,

X2
No russian I'm in the lobby wit a pump bitch,
All I needs one shot catch a body when that slug hits,
No I never heard of yuh its 1v1 on terminal, 
Intervention quick scope your fate is irreversible 

JMATTSON 

Breaking down some bud bitch we out the mud count it up 
Not too many motherfuckers that I’m down to trust loud as fuck 
When we walk in you can smell us looking flyer than propellers 
There ain’t shit that you could tell us little bitch 
Run it up run it up 
Most these rappers dumb as fuck
double h m you bitch we bout this shit we steady coming up 
What the fuck what the fuck 
Excellent we nothing but 
You gone pass the blunt or what 
These Haters we gon fuck em up hoe
All these motherfuckers on some weak you shit you got me fucked up if you think that I ain’t peep it how come all the sudden everyone a bunch of leaches ran off with my style I got more you can keep it bitch 
You know what the fuck it is
8 grams in the wood you be smoking on them twigs 
Never smoking mid got gelato in the spliff that’s your girl tell me why the fuck she all up on my dick

WITCHOUSE 40K

Fall back/
Suck a dick, lil pussy boy
You ain’t got a .40, takin selfies with a toy, hoe/
Nerf gun thug bro, I destroy his ego, I feast on yo kinfolk like they were a meal/
I just copped a deagle, my sight on yo hero/
I’m digging up graves and they calling me zero/
I look like a rot, boy you act like a beagle/
Your life is so fake like you working at regal/
Pullin up hit with an uzi, knockin em out like I’m selling him roofies/
I just got blood on my soobies/
Red bottom walking I’m walkin on rubies/
She saying use me, drape me in Louis, I ain’t a noobie suckin that dick/
Takin a groupie, making her boujee, now I got Lucy all on my dick/
Turning your ass into ash like a pyro, hollowtips fire breathing call em spyro/
Fuckin a bitch in the back, aye/
Fuckin a bitch for the bag, aye/
Hittin a lick and I’m calling it quites, and I’m cutting a brick that I stash in the whip/
Indica zip hit me up for the ick and I’m fuckin yo butch with my dick in her ribs/
Poppin out, bitch I walk it out while you on your couch/
Smoke em out, bitch I’m rolling pounds, only rolling loud/
Bulletproof, but they fall in down, feed em to the crowd/
Hellhounds running through your town, no ain’t no bodies found/
Blech

ZERO feat. JMattson & Witchouse 40k (Prod. Santos Santana)

MVKO

Bitch don't do me wrong
Just like everyone
Better let em know
I wont let it go
I cant let it go
I cant let it go
Better let em know
That I can't let it go

Roll one up and face it
higher than a spaceship
You be on that fake shit
And I cant let it go
I cant let it go
I cant let it go
Better let em know
That I cant let it go

the end of my tunnel I dont see no light, 
Hope my demons ain't waiting for me in my afterlife,
Eating all these rappers but it still dont fill my appetite, 
Bitch I worked for all my shit I didnt get this overnight

Bass kickin like its soccer,
Man she bad I want her,
She gon shake it like maracas
Got cake like Betty Crocker,

she dont want no clown and I put that on my mama's, 
She hops in my whip she sucks the dick then I kick her out of my honda,

Most yall got big mouths when I'm not around,
Say that to my face I'll smack you in the mouth,
You cant step to me boy sit down,

I see you motha fuckas none of yall believed in me,
I'll make my rounds I'll prove my shit and then we'll see who's laughing now,

I'm to turnt,
I'm faded,
You want smoke,
I'll bring it,
I hate you
I'm jaded,
Learned to love myself I feel amazin,
Say what you want dont give a fuck I will not let it faze me,
Eyes roll back I pop the glock up on your block I'm bout to bang it,

Bitch don't do me wrong
Just like everyone
Better let em know
I wont let it go
I cant let it go
I cant let it go
Better let em know
That I can't let it go

Roll one up and face it
higher than a spaceship
You be on that fake shit
And I cant let it go
I cant let it go
I cant let it go
Better let em know
That I cant let it go

AK3K

pull up on a pussy 
let him talk wack 
fucking with the pharaoh 
get your skull cracked 
don’t speak too much 
that heater tucked 
cause i’m not with the jaw jabs  
coming with that ether flow 
demon out your speaker hoe 
808 gon shake the flo
i had to fucking let me know 

open a window to air it out 
went from the north 
down to the south 
hopped on a jet 
and pulled up to the west 
hellhound the gang 
fuck is you saying 
letting the blood dripping off of my fangs 
remember the name 
running your mouth about me or my brothers 
the blade’ll end up in your chest 
smoke em like a cigarette 

everyone talking i hate it 
everyone fake in this place so i stay in the basement 
this isn’t for your entertainment 
unload the bullets there’s none in the chamber
it’s safest to say get tf out my face 
didn’t they say don’t you play with AK 
begging for help but i can’t hear a thing 
letting the blood dripping off of my fangs

MVKO

Bitch don't do me wrong
Just like everyone
Better let em know
I wont let it go
I cant let it go
I cant let it go
Better let em know
That I can't let it go

Roll one up and face it
higher than a spaceship
You be on that fake shit
And I cant let it go
I cant let it go
I cant let it go
Better let em know
That I cant let it go

Grudge (feat. AK3K) PROD. Fallen

GOD DAMN (prod. Ellis Delta)

CHAMBER OF FIRE
@CoaastGxd & @hell_usa w/ @netuhbeats
Art by Halo Blaack

[lyrics]
[CoaastGxd]
and I been cuffed up
My lucks up
I better burn the bodies
Fucked up
So fucked up
I gotta earn the rotting
and I been cuffed up
My lucks up
I better burn the bodies
Fucked up
So fucked up
I gotta earn the rotting


I'm feeling fucked up
I'm trynna find two bitches get my nuts sucked
I'm in a fine mood
What's up?
I'm inclined to find a new time to move through
The lines were two few and uncut
and shut the fuck
Shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck
Shut the fuck up
You don't wanna find out what the fucking mutt does
You about to wind up hiding with your nuts tucked

and i been cuffed up
My lucks up
I better burn the bodies
Fucked up
So fucked up
I gotta earn the rotting
and i been cuffed up
My lucks up
I better burn the bodies
Fucked up
So fucked up
I gotta earn the rotting

[Witchouse 40K]
Hoodie fulla bats
Okay
Pumpkin fulla cash
Okay
Halloween erry day
Forty on my lap, okay
No I neva lack, okay
Cock back, let it bang
...Drako livin
In the bank
Gold gettin
 
Slate soul flippin
Now im peso spinnin
Choppa rippin
Not it gonna make holes in em
Grr, bra
Leave his body on the floor drippin

Lil bish...
Run up on me
Put em in the dust and then I hit'em wita beam
I aint ever leaving evidence up on the scene
Lil witch wita mac made his fingerprints clean
Blech
Shawty wanna fuck me for da fee
I aint really bout it so I pass her to the team
Gimme all the smoke
Smokin up another piece
Gotta chain like the ocean and my wrist hit like the sea
BLEGH

Really Don't Get It (Prod. Moss Beats)

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