Prod. By Bons

Lyrics:

Yeah I'm mean muggin,
cause that bitch talk alot and she's been buggin,
now whatchu mean nothing? 
Your phone's been buzzin
I put the tip of my dick and now she need somethin,
left and Yameen suckin,
She's left on scene sucking,
I call'er brief cuffin,
She got the chief cummin,
I'm always beef cuttin,
then push the beam button,
She go to sleep rubbin,
Ama smash a sweet muffin,
Cream pie it real rugged, real rugged,
I'm in the telly fillin bellys with the cream, fuck it!
Your boy's still bluffin, still bluffin,
24 fuckin karats to the teeth stuff it,
I move it overboard, I'm never seen duckin,
I move it overboard, I gotta lean bucket,
like juiceworld, who's girl? seen suckin,
we serve it fuckin cold! ofcourse!

Who the fuckin boss?
who the fuckin nigga that be running over doors?
Jumping over walls, who the big boy?
Junky with the roll, junk food overdose, with the sauce,
Who the fuckin boss?
who the fuckin nigga that be running over doors?
Jumping over walls, who the big boy?
Junky with the roll, junk food overdose, Okay!

Tenderloin 2

WTFB

WTFB (Interlude)

Intro to Tenderloin 2

Lyrics: 

Welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome,
Pouring drinks, will never drink'em,
I'm just thinking about my income,
Every Friday it go shrinking,

I'm not thinking, let's just go,
When I'm thinking, it's just no,
Seems I won't be able to,
Quit this job before 52,

I got to pick a choice, before I pick at you,
and leav'em in a bloody shock like Pikatchu,
I got a ticket, so I take it to the cinema,
I'll put in, and trick'em all (trick a mall), I do the minimal (mini ma),

I could be down bad, but wouldn't sound bad,
and every after party, you could see me pound that,
I'm repping hiphop, no designer ripped top,
everybody's shit, and the clock go....

Moonwalk in flipflops, but not on tiktok,
I'm not a citizen, living in a big box,
Homi's getting rich and he getting all the big bucks,
Sitting on a milli like Biggie on the tip top,

You got to give it to me, I'm finna sell it bigger,
I'm getting full on blown in a broken mirror,
Hit'em with a flow, Ini mini mani mo,
Every penny in my pocket goes to someone that I owe,

I'll be topping the list of the most wanted hits,
I'm collecting your opinion but I wouldn't give a shit,
it's that living room chilling and I get the Benjamin,
Mixing Vodka and women till I get the pizza bill,

I'll be on my shit, and you all on my dick,
cause ain't nobody class, and its facts y'all sick..

Welcome

Another track from the upcoming album - Tenderloin II

Lyrics:

Where have you been, tell me where have you been?
Calling this bitch may cause me a scene,
with no hesitation, lights are green,
and the shit is obscene when they pull up on lean,

Yeah am over the beam, above the concrete no sunscreen,
Fuck what I mean, and duck who I meet, 
at any fucking price will stop Wolverine,

Then I stop Uberin', I rock and I roll and I pop on the scene,
Call the cops, call your pops, get'em all on the scene,
I ain't pop in the market, but soon ama be,

Now she poppin the P, she poppin the pussy like poppin a E,
yeah it pop for a louis bag, not a cup of tea,
getting up in that pussy till the time she's asleep,

Where have you been? My favorite medicine (x2)

Where have you been, tell me where have you been?
Everybody asking, Why you chose to leave?
Well I never left, I just chose to lead,
A pack of ten lions that I'd rather feed,

and dedicated to me,
Go against me, you debating a sea,
I talk like a gun, no appraisal to me, 
I'll be caught in dimension C-137,

Take'em out like Tekken, 
the doctor is sick and it cost me a lesson,
Be up on my shit like a bike with a peasant,
Blessings! none of you so special,

Outta my seat, I'll be up on my feet,
I'll be up on this shit just so satan could see,
I ain't talking to god, but he talking to me,
Now he copping my shit and that's how it be..

Tenderloin II

Favorite Medicine

Lyrics:

I woke up, that's a piece of my mind,
I roll up over gunshots, all about the lean like a rhombus, (mine)
and you need to be mine

Roll up like a ceiling fan,
Just got out the trenches am breathing man,
Believe I'm deep, ain't no sheep in the van,
When I get to speak, I believe you'll be damned,
Now feel the breeze on the beach in the sand, 
Getting seeds in the soil like I preach to the fam,
I'll reach my peak when she wiping the piece,
Got a rifle in hand, about like 3 beneath the sheets (ah)
I do believe I'm deep, go shopping every week,
Go filling shopping carts, bought iconic beats,
She gotta suck on these, guess she'll borrow knees,
Bitches ain't loyal man just like enemies,
"I got a gun on the low tho
and my shrink talk back with raised eye brows"
No apology, lots of powder, pardon me,
In the colony, everybody follow me,

We all up, yeah we all up, yeah we roll up, (eh ma)

Roll up

Roll Up

Lyrics:

The game is all fake and I ain't into actin,
I say what I say, no lights, camera, action,
Self satisfied, oh boy am content,
Don't need attention, don't need to pretend,
I need to repent, I need you to pause,
I get this dick deep in their jaws,
Won't get enough of that seasonal sauce,
If I show up, there is a reason of course!

What the reason is boss?
They ask what the reason is boss?

The game is all fake, fuck validation,
I say what I say, with no hesitation,
So damn high, I ship the relation,
Ain't talk shit, I just fuck'em in the face and
Tell'em hoes be patient, before I slap my dick in your face and,
All your make up is going for waste and,
you stay low even over the pavement,
and attention you chasin, 
hold up! validation you cravin,

Seasonin Boss

Lyrics:

Under the influence, under the influence,
Super loud, we under the influence, super loud,
We under the influence, We super loud,
We under the influence, We super loud,

Influential when I grab a pencil,
They talkin poppin guns but they couldn't pop a pimple,
finess'em till its dawn, crappin till the bin full,
Got alotta class that I never really went to,
Last night I sent two texts then I went through,
Snuck in from the back door, then I made her sin too,
If you tryna have some fun, that's the shit I'm into,
Swear these bitches by the bar finna buy me drinks too,
Khakis like I'm simple, Coppin out a Gen2,
More papadums up in the trunk got bitches going sinfull,
tell your wife let's mingle, no dating site I'm single,
Could no longer like'em thick, I just want a thin boo,
I rip up, don't give up on your miss,
I make you wanna miss her, this dick just won't miss her,
I'll twist your riddle, put biscuits in your pickle,
I take'em out and strip'em, then pass'em out like strepsils,

Under the influence (Super loud),
Under the influence (Super loud),
Under the influence (Super loud),
it became louder, it just became alot louder,
shit is like super loud, 
Why is it super loud?

Influential, far beyond potential,
Never getting wasted, I ditch'em like a senju,
I'm really about a thing or two,
Never talking bigger pool,
Always be ahead so am never getting Deja Vu,
I just stay ahead or too far from bitches in the zoo,
I can't tell if that is you, but I fell and that is true,
Now my shift like 7-2,
Been to hell and heaven too,
Catch me at the avenue,
Doing what the devil do, (Oooh)
I'm inspiring the crew,
mixing vitamin and brew,
Superman and spider too,
Stupid shit up in the stu,
When I order get the scoop,
Ain't no borders ain't no roof,
no endorsements on my coupe,
Law enforcements in my loop, 
I just show up having fun without no liquor,
She's nosy don't pick her, just let her go figure,
It gets old like a joke or a ford, 
Now check the scoreboard, 
I pull out of all hoes, Yeah!

Super Loud

Super loud

Lyrics:

It doesn't matter cause am bagging up the baddest,
Yeah am bagging up the baddest, yeah am bagging up the baddest yea,

I got the baddest, that is more than just a status.
Boi that ass gon twerk and that is, every single time she's at it, yeah!

She's going at it, got these boys looking like addicts,
They may trip without their glasses, boi these boys be skipping classes, Why?

She talk with malice, I say put that ass to practice before you get all distracted, cause I'm pulling out the madness yeah,

It doesn't matter cause I'm climbing up the ladder then am kicking off the ladder boi am pissing out a bladder, yeah,

it doesn't matter, fuck that bitch and fuck her parents, boi that shit is just so sad, it rubbed off on me, Nah don't phone me, cause your shit is just too phony, it don't even get me horny, I would rather stay so lonely, keep that motherfucker on me,

Shit wouldn't add up cause their heart is getting shattered, boi their heart is getting scattered, ripped in parts and that's apparent, yeah

It wouldn't add up cause am falling off the ladder, yeah am falling off the ladder, yeah ma falling off the ladder, yeah,

It doesn't matter cause am bagging up the baddest,
Yeah am bagging up the baddest, yeah am bagging up the baddest yea,

Doesnt matter

Intro:
Got that butter cake,
Butter cake, she pull up with that butter cake
I just caught a case I don't even know my destiny, 

Verse:
I just caught a case and that shit is really stressing me,
Stressing me (hmm, bad)
Stressing me! 

I just caught a case I dont even know my destiny
Destiny (hmm, bad)
Destiny! 

I just caught a case I dont even know my destiny
Destiny (hmm, bad)
Destiny! 

I just caught a case and that shit is really messing me,
Its messing me! 

Bring that shit in, what it do come in,
I just caught a case and that shit is really stressing me, 

I just caught a case and that shit is really messing me (hmm bad)
Its messing me! 

Bridge:
Gon clap your hands,
Clap your hands,
Clap your hands,
Clap your hands! 

Gon clap your hands,
Clap your hands,
Clap your hands,
Clap your hands! 

Bring that shit in, what it do come in,
I just caught a case I dont even know my destiny 

Bring that shit in, what it do come in,
I just caught a case and that shit is really stressing me
Gon clap your hands,
Clap your hands,
Clap your hands,
Clap your hands!

Destiny

beat by https://soundcloud.com/khvyyvt
off the upcoming "All Jives Matter" Project
Chorus:
Two-seater, ridin' with your bitch (Ooh)
Butterfly doors on the Benz (Speeding)
Runnin' through bands, I'm rich (I'm rich)
Everything president tints
I'm on Ocean with a bad hoe
Top down, she got flew'd out
On the back seat with the extendo
Smokin' indo with my jewels out

Verse 1
Any bish that I dislike, taking this light, gonna miss light,
Won't kill'em I'll wrist slice, got'em wish like they was dead before they fist fight,
I ain't never really said I'm the best in, I'm the best out I ain't gotta mention,
and I don't really do it for attention, Ama talk-in-class, no detention,
Always down to the piece like hash ye,
on the counter, sorta like the cashier,
count, count them out cause they last year,
not even Trump coulda blast here,
Trees in the front like the cashier,
I ain't even done witcho ass ye,
let me send'em back, ain't no past year,
you ain't even really gotta ask ye,

Chorus:
Two-seater, ridin' with your bitch (Ooh)
Butterfly doors on the Benz (Speeding)
Runnin' through bands, I'm rich (I'm rich)
Everything president tints
I'm on Ocean with a bad hoe
Top down, she got flew'd out
On the back seat with the extendo
Smokin' indo with my jewels out

Verse 2:
I'll be going tik tok on the bitch,
Ama act like am already lit,
Ye ain't see me overwhelming a bitch,
I just took what I want let me dip,
I'm in charge you could call me a tip,
I'm in some, like food in a dish,
Low income but I move like a dick,
I fill them up in room 46, take 40 pics,
Gotta bestie, animal testing, so anorexic, most definite,
More or less a bitch, can't bless a bitch, I ain't ask the bitch, I just guessed it,
No practice, with a death wish, and a red bitch, getting festive,
I ain't texting, I don't press things, arm resting, is more tempting, its like

Tik Tok

beat by https://soundcloud.com/khvyyvt

هااا مرى واطي بس عادي
عادي ترى، ترى مرى عادي،
we'll be on that shit that weezy pop

we'll be on that shit that weezy pop
Roll another spliff my jeezy popped
we'll be on that shit that .... pop

verse 1 (Raw)
rubbin on the bish till her pussy rot,
we sell the bish like a pussy shop,
we lend the Benz but never hard drives,
we fot the lens and we're set up outside,

thats my sniper, lets get hyper,
lets burn shit like a mofuxkinf cypher,
let's link shit got the Peter Piper,
lets just milk all the mofucking tigers

lets just rinse all the mothercuking diapers,
lets just put all the boys in a cycle,
I got Michael, I got taimur, I got Ranjeet, I got Saiful, coming with a rifle, 
Pierre fron eiffel, CFO title, tough like a rhyno,
let me just rhyme mo, let me just "I know",
sweeping kit, ynah mean? Aite tho

bridge:
everybody culture,
everybody culture,
rappin thing tho,

everybody culture,
everybody culture,
rappin thing tho

verse 2 Bons
I've been drivinf down this road,
hooe that I dont crash,
am breaking off alone,
leave this bitches spazzing,

check the method to this madness,
do it on the ??????

check the fkn thread counting,
if you dont believe it yo,

yo we dont give a fuck about your endorsements,
peeo this kid is str8 flossing,
doing shit like I was supposed to,
I got the flavor that saucing (oo)

yo hop in the coupe,
I slide in the roof,
taking a drag and my eyelids get ....

am killing these demons, am bustin a move
Raw get the bag we splitting the loot,

ladies love me cuz am cool j,
go bare knuckles, mad squabbles,
look, look what I did to his 2 faced,

culture, culture, ya we on it like from the nineties til the morning light, I might die tomorrow but am feeling right yeah my shit fuego, you aint heard it like (oo)

Creed

Creed X Bons

Beat By https://soundcloud.com/skunkworks666

Lyrics:
Am sending kisses 2 your mrs. Like a groovy text, I gotta thinking that am different like a new T-rex,
I move a block from a distance like telekinesis,
I get them biscuits on your district, now they choosing treason 

I may slip & slide like a water theme park,
Got me speeding by I dont human being walk 
Lucy-fur on a unicorn, I fuck-in class like uniporn,
Or unisex like polo tops, am getting dollars they just dolo up, I put the shovel in the sky, boy its getting heavy,
Whats the price for one lie we buy?
Less than a penny,
I got them bullets flying faster than a February 

Chorus
Ohh I'm fulfillin, I never worry, best beileve I checkem first lika a secretary, you better hurry, when I ball Steph Curry, am sending dead beat rappers to the cemetery, 

Verse2 
I mean for real Our money? Thats gone bye!
You gotta separate the Beamer from the Hyundai,
That Goth girl name Serena fuckin bons high,
I wish a bish come clean like walking down the isle, 

Im passing out a bowl, too far from passing out,
Bitches fanta-shaped and they fancy Raw 
Guess I'll fanta-size, like'em fanta guys 
Pulling up in a blits, am the wrangler guy. 

Am sending kisses 2 your mrs. Like a groovy text, I gotta thinking that am different like a new T-rex,
Im moving blocks from a distance like am moving cheques (like Pablo),
I keep'em trucks in your district, bitches cruising wet, 

am the 1st to fly, got the urge to die,
Got that will to live, am the best to buy,
Got the best supply, I carress the bar,
Then arrest a ma, takin shit too far,
Am the next in line, talking about best 2 rhyme,

I mean for real Our money? Thats gone bye!
You gotta separate the Beamer from the Hyundai,
That Goth girl name Serena fuckin bons high,
I wish a bish come clean when walking down isle, 

Im passing out a bowl, too far for passing out,
Bitches fanta-shaped and they fancy Raw 
Guess I'll fanta-size, like'em fanta guys 
Pulling up in a blits, am the wrangler guy

Fulfilling

5 years later (Produced from Scratch)

Samples Lauryn Hill's Nothing even matter

Ohh shit

واو يا واد الجو خطير صح، هنا كذا وسالفة وييييو

Haaa haaaa
Yo
How we do? Much better 
How we how we do? 
Yeah, wooo wooo

Now, if I got a wish,
Ama get the best bish,
Got me banging till its dawn then we do it again,
We'll be lit, get it,
From the womb to the biz,
No room for a bitch,
Shit smooth and drips,
Homi this chocolate,
Got me hyped for a dip,
I be boozed like trip,
Plenty boobs in the crib,
Till the shit dont fit,
Now the chicks get trapped,
And the mood turn zeft (turn zeft),

If I fit I sit,
Eating on a biscuit,
Seeking pickles at dinner then we finna get lit,

Finger on a midget,
Spinning like a fidget,
Bitches I sit with wanna hit my bitch,

We'll be lit, tick tick,
At the gym get ripped,
Killing on a cigarette, now I contradict,

Gotta list and shit,
Every lip I zip,
Every chick I chip,
Giving out pro tips,

Rapunzel bitch,
Got the land equipped,
Holding on a spill kit,
Busting through the filth width,
In the ring boxing,
All I hear, Ching ching,
I cant hear nothing, I just need that ting,

Homi pass me the ting, Let me eat my shrimp,
Let me drink my drink, Let me seek my ting, Cause I need that ting like I need my ting,
But I need nothing cause I reap my ting,

And I seek my ting, then I freak my ding,
Then I ding dong ditch cause I feel my ting, 
When I seal that ting, I'll be real my swing gone free my ting, Loan free my ting,

Zone free my ting, On free something, 
ama sing my sing,
Ama ring that ting,
Let me tweet my fling, ama bring her in,
Got the sheet banging, gotta do my ting,

I'm a Don, I'm a sin,
Got the juice and the gin,
I'll be with the girlfriend,
Hoppin on netflix,
Taking shots by the 6,
In the summer or the win,
Getting pussy again gon be my ting,

Bag it up, check in,
On the way to heaven, Or 7-11,
Got the whole damn tings,
And the ping ping tings on the bbm,
Or the messenger,
Ya am banging them, 
Ya dem wanking dem,
In my kingdom..

Oh shit,

There is somethin I dont like ya5i

واااال ايش السالفة

Hahahahaha
who the man x2
We chilling in Dammam so tell me who the man,
Chillin in dammam tell me who the man,
Riding with the fam so tell me who the man, haa

Conrad

Lyrics:

Chorus

Started gettin money I was only 24,
Pull up to the party in my pocket plenty more,
aint no petty hoe when I'm on the henny flow,
Didnt buy no molly but Im finna get it tho, ey,

Verse:
We drop, pop, knock knock on the front door,
never show up from the back cuz they dumb slow,
I just live love laugh and its done so,
Lets just scoop that gat and let the dumb go!

What should I come for?
She's just a dumb hoe,
I couldnt tolerate even when am numb bro!

I think I salad ate, chicken heads marinate,
and if I had the chance I would really marry eight,
you cant relate cause you barely married Kate,
and now you hate cuz am like a renegade,

No funny raise, manifest a poly-pay,
am holy great! horny tryna kilo bake,
for pete sake, munching on a cheese cake,
am in her house, in & out thats a briefcase,

No free space, 
Shoulve knocked her بشويش,
With ease babe,
tell me how my D taste,

Chorus (x2)

Molly

No Go

beat by https://soundcloud.com/skunkworks666

lyrics

Backward train trip, bout 2 make your brain flip,
We in a matrix, most of us are brain dead,
We gettin plain bread, shit is getting dangerous,
We trapping nature in a bottle earth is tainted, 

We grab our favorite alter it and paste it,
Then overrate it like it isnt basic,
We gotta face it, aint nobody patient,
Living in'em cages got us outrageous, 

Water is wasted, marijuana lacin,
Never embraced it, seniors always racist,
What mightve been wrong, what mightve went so god damn wrong? 
Got us worshipping a bong, 

Or a booty in a thong,
Singing rnb songs,
All quarantine long,
Getting moody all alone,
Wouldnt back off till I bone,
Buying tacos on a loan,
Staying rudy all along 
Getting in that cyclone, 

Then am popping five more, errytime they fight back
God may strika a light pole
Aint no merit like that,
When I spitem tight raps,
Tighter than'em white bags,
Like a virgin never lose it,
Am just groovy like that


Brain Flip

Snapchat

Track #6 from Tenderloin EP ft. https://soundcloud.com/thejointproject

Samples Jermaine's Interlude from DJ Khaled's Major Key Album

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Confessions

J. Raw

Just practice..

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I am

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Movie Star

Track #5 from Tenderloin EP ft. https://soundcloud.com/thejointproject

https://soundcloud.com/rawjal/sets/tenderloin

Lyrics

Verse 1

You've been waiting, anticipating,
Raw on the flow, switch that station,
Plug your earphones, chaos and mayhem,
Be patient, never mind the faking,

I'm so lazy but never felt dumb,
In the day time getting all the job done,
Despite, whether wrong or right, 
For the money solve a puzzle, When I shouldn't I might,

Drop the mic, then I book my flight,
Bars over your head like a fuckin' tube light,
Lose a fight, tomorrow'll be bright,
Jack-hammering the ceiling till we get the clear sight,

Chorus

What it do? 
Got the flue, yo!
I've been sipping on the glue tho,
I'll be pimping with the two door,
I'll be pimping with the two door,

Verse 2

It feel right when I'm diving in her pink drawers,
Pussy so right got me trapped, that's sauce,
Never need types, she wonder if they saw us,
Spent the week right, cash over there for us,

Check the weed pipe, yeah we got the real type,
posted in the middle like you stopping at the green light,
I feel the meme hype getting to the fullest,
We on the scene like we stopping all the bullets,

I feel the peace might be spiced up in a riddle,
I mean the real knight done conquered all the middle,
I've done seen it, now I gotta mean it,
Sip in front of cameras, get hoppin' off my scene, Bitch!

Chorus

Verse 3

This my secret, ain't no body feel this,
Got a mean bitch sucking till my D stiff,
If I stop I'll be stopping all the real shit,
But I won't cause I'm tryna seal the deal bitch,

Always simple, BM is a nympho,
Bilingual and we share the info,
In the dingle, can't nobody see us,
We deep mingle and bitches wanna BS,

I fear dolls and I just stay single,
But cheap whores ain't gon' cut it through the window,
If I call, see you better pick it up,
Cause I'm knocking on your door & I'm tryna stick it up hoe!

Chorus

Tenderloin

I'll be

I'll Be

Beat by https://soundcloud.com/khvyyvt

Thirsty Thursday Giveaway (Introduction)

Lyrics

Verse 1

We'll be banging, put that pussy in a mansion,
I' busy tracking all them bitches that I'm shacking,
They act like crackers but I really is so savage,
I never mind it, long as I'm getting on that baggage,

Better know what the fact is, D*ck sting like a cactus,
Putting it to practice, it's the bandwidth that you girls could never catch it,
Playing ratchet, playing ratchet, 
Till you leave that pussy in the open for the boys fertilize that egg & hatch it,

Now catch it, catch it,
Heard you're flipping that package, 
Heard you're slipping on acid,
I head that you're on that sad shit,

Why you're on that sad shit? Why you're on that sad shit?

Throwing that shit to the boys,
Fetching that bone like a dog,
I can't really see through the fog,
I can't really hear through the wall,

Through the window, Ama ball,
Getting up every time I fall,
Even if I crack that floor,
I'm getting up once more with a sword,

What's it gon' be? What's it gon' be?
Slick with a thick ass booty on me, got the goody on me,
Big Shookie with me, better come and see,
Better witness b, you better witness b,

Verse 2

Witness got my business while I'm clearing out this shit list,
Freaks up in my hit list, I just seem to keep commitment,
Taylor with that slick knit, Aging got no pigment,
Only God got the secret, don't believe in God but I'm deep bitch,

Skim through the books try and seek shit,
Flee through vibe, take a deep breath,
Changing the way that you see shit, 
Cause on the molly you'll be reppin' that G shit,

But it never been about that G shit,
This ain't none yet, you're gon' see shit,
Smoke each one like a weed spliff,
Puff puff pass, that's a green tip,

Ditch my class just to lean sip,
Talk that shit, got a mean lip,
Show up at the scene with a clean whip,
I just murdered that scene with,

A sword and a pill cause I'm real sick,
Hopping on the boat, never sea sick,
My feet my freeze, gotta reset, 
Every time that I'm high on the leaflet,

Dropping flows in a sequence,
Ride so dirty in a clean Benz,
You can't go through I'm a steel fence,
I'll take your girl and you feel tensed,

Take it girl,
Pop that pill don't be faking girl,
That was just a hint and it ain't my word,
That was just a hint and it ain't my word,

It ain't my word,
Talking about rumors, we ain't concerned,
Take that shit & let it motherfucking burn,
The boys confirm that this ain't your turn,

it ain't your turn,
The boys confirm that this ain't your turn,
Take this shit and let it motherfucking burn,
Yo homie just pass that burner,

Outro

Burner, burner,
Burn out, burn out,
Bernard, Bernard,

Now this, just, the time, when, I just, have, fun, with it,
I just took that bitch & put two in her dome,
Put two in her chest, she'll be like rest,
I'm the best, with no vest,
Ahhhh Fuck this!

Madness

Madness (Intro)

Bonus track off the upcoming "Confessions" Mixtape.

Beat by https://soundcloud.com/araabmuzik

Written: 2015-2016
Recorded, Mixed & Mastered: 2017 - 2019
Thirsty Throwback Thursday Volume Uno Giveaway <3

Lyrics

Verse 1

Every time on the mic I'll be like "yo chill let me drop that fucking rhyme"
I gotta flue, it ain't cool, I took a pill, now my head be spinning round & round,
No sound when I walk in my town, they all talk shit when I'm not around,
What the fuck y'all? keep it real & talk that shit when I come around

(Chorus)

Verse 2

In the summer all the hoes go black,
Body lotion on the beach for a tan,
Drive slow in a fancy ass car,
Two upfront, Three more in the back,

Believe that,
you ain't seen shit boy, you gotta see that,
I mean that,
On the boulevard with the roof top gone,

Spit that crack, but I ain't as mad,
She spent a grand on a purse with brand,
And I'm like what's up? don't do me like that, 
I spent that grand on chains and hats,

We all could brag if we want to,
Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta, ama haunt you,
last summer I was thinking that I found you,
but now it's no longer our juice (hoe!),

(Chorus)

Sadness

Sadness (Outro)

Featuring New Age Pharaoh "NAP" and Rayan "RAY J"

Prod. by Seriki

Written & Recorded: 2017
Edited, Mixed, Mastered: 2017-2019

Lyrics

Verse 1 (Raw)

Listen, I'm just looking for a chicken,
I'm really with the sheets and I never get picky,
If you want it Raw then I might get ready,
See you in hell, give me head not headache,

You could get it and your girl could get it,
Whether credit or debit, I'll be paying,
Pussy slaying, with the pussy I'll be playing,
Rub it up & down, baby you could get the feeling,

We drug dealing with no damn ceiling,
My girl does too, yeah she knows about the vision,
Silky ribbon, some gold teeth villain,
IF it ain't about the meat, then it ain't my vision,

I'm really with the kissing, Booties is the mission, 
When I'm on the rhythm, the clock ain't ticking,
I'm really busy, really really busy, 
Try & fuck around, this glock will get you dizzy,

Ask Izzay, blast rats nothing fishy,
Fuck whatchu say & fuck you fillet,
I stay, you decay, I progress, you delay,
You claim that underground, homi that's like sewage!

Yeah yea (x4)

Chorus (Ray J) [Raw] (x2)
[You know why I do that shit to you? Cause you could take my life away]
Cause you could take my life away, Cause you could take my life away,

Verse 2 (NAP)

We hood boys, don't cross me, ain't no softy,
We body niggaz that's a hobby,
We'll be making money like we Saudi, all praise to the king,
That's my plan, shoutout to my mans,

We still drink booze till we snooze,
Smoke it till the lights is out, 
Get surgical with this bitch, (Einstein Type)
This is where we cross the line, boy you done lost your mind,

Why I stay loaded all day?
Nightmares of skinny niggaz with Machetes,
Nightmares of skinny niggaz with Machetes,
Nightmares of skinny niggaz with Machetes,

I ain't looking for the fame,
I'm shookin' niggazz hard cause we ain't the same,
We do this for our people that never saw peace, 
[Cause you could take my life away]

Walk in my shoes to see how we do,
Talk to me and ama show you my streets,
The heat & pressure got me off beat, 
Off beat, off beat, off beat, Buddha!

Outro (Ray J) & [Raw] & {NAP} (x2)

[Einstein type it's the Einstein vibe],
(We coming with the bomb ass rhyme), [Aha]
([Einstein type, it's the Einstein vibe}),
([We coming with the bomb ass rhyme]), [Aha]
(Einstein type, it's the Einstein vibe),
({We coming with that bomb ass rhyme}), [Aha]
(Einstein type, it's the Einstein vibe),
(We coming with that bomb ass rhyme),

{& if you didn't know, now you know nigga! We doing this shit out the top of the dome nigga}

[Top of the dome, from the top of the dome, top of the dome, I'm on top of Rome]

{Cause you could take my life away}
(Cause you could take my life away)
{Cause you could take my life away}
(Cause you could take my life away)
{Cause you could take my life away}
(Cause you could take my life away)
{Cause you could take my life away}
({[Cause you could take my life away]})

Thirsty Thursday Throwaway

Einstein Vibe

Einstein's Vibe

Beat - "Wings" by FATFINGER

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zolyBGWH1B8

https://www.instagram.com/fatfinger94/

Samples un-credited vocals by Busta Rhymes

Thirsty Thursday Throwaway III

Gotta Chill

Think again.Think Not.Think less.

Beat by https://soundcloud.com/dreamlifebeats

Deja Vu

Deja Vu (Beat by Dreamlife)

Chorus:
we twist their arms, blunt spraking at they mamas wedding,
I sleep with bombs cause I like to keep my arms ready,
I keep the car ready, its filled with Confetti,
I got a pistol in the whip, I can't be forgetting, 

We twist they ears and we aint convey a wrong message,
I sleep with guns you would think I've got some kinda fetish,
I keep the bar ready, single and am all ready,
I seen your text, that double R mean that Raw ready 

Verse 1:
Just be you, do you, even if you standing in the way,
I see right through you, you're like water to my fish fillet,
Am rearranging on her face, george condo way,
Just another way to describe a common date, 

I sleep with tecs, thats that shit I would accommodate,
Can't see my ex at the bottom getting underpaid,
I steo up forward check your mate and now she' under me,
Just took your queen & changed her wig and she's like andele, 

Gor 20/20 vision, plenty fishes in my dish and 
She say I turn her on, I'm like the key to her ignition,
I'm possible like mission, some say I'm product pissing,
I'm like the prodigy to projects I'm the pre-partition, 

You'll get discouraged due to pussy, thats so modern now,
I got the courage of a muslim, what's this all about?
I got the courage of a mofuckin lion now, I see them buggin and am asking "Why you lying now?" 

Chorus:
we twist their arms, blunt spraking at they mamas wedding,
I sleep with bombs cause I like to keep my arms ready,
I keep the car ready, its filled with Confetti,
I got a pistol in the whip, I can't be forgetting, 

We twist they ears and we aint convey a wrong message,
I sleep with guns you would think I've got some kinda fetish,
I keep the bar ready, single and am all ready,
I seen your text, that double R mean that Raw ready 

Verse 2:
I keep a bucket list, hey sexy miss now whats your wish?
I'm feeling courage to be emptying a full clip,
Soon as am outta bullets, I just flip and fill a clip,
They call me underdog, cause I stay under your bitch, 

Shes all on top man she's the topic and no top I wear,
She lose her top & now we both just laying naked there,
Stare at the sky & count the stars like it was yesterday,
Tomorrow isnt promised so lets just enjoy the day, 

We passing bottles, licking doobies then we fornicate,
Thoughts I formulate, in my mind they forming late,
Am making articles I positive articulate about cutting carnivores and get them to decor the plate, 

We get them veggies on the stove, we boil and cutem out,
My phone aint buzzing cause I left it om the silent now,
You'd run the city but you'd rather run your fkn mouth,
I run my pc, easy, peazy, lemon, kiwi, Cao 

Chorus:
we twist their arms, blunt spraking at they mamas wedding,
I sleep with bombs cause I like to keep my arms ready,
I keep the car ready, its filled with Confetti,
I got a pistol in the whip, I can't be forgetting, 

We twist they ears and we aint convey a wrong message,
I sleep with guns you would think I've got some kinda fetish,
I keep the bar ready, single and am all ready,
I seen your text, that double R mean that Raw ready

Beat By
https://soundcloud.com/kmakesbeats

Double R

Double R (Prod. By KMakesBeats)

Beat by
https://soundcloud.com/khvyyvt

Edited, Mixed & Mastered by ya boy

intro Raw x (Shook):
yeah! got that autotune on,
I got the homi shook recording this bitch,
what it do hoe?
we coming,
(وخر ياخي)
(here we go)

Shook:
Sand niggaz got this here on lock,
enough choppers 2 bring down a fuckin hawk,
ear to the streets, niggaz heard,
selling rock on the wrong block,
pull up on the curve, nigga got the nerve,

Raw:
whatchu got to say? Tell me whatchu got to say?
we be popping all them Ninas, got them rat foes in my plate,
We go hardy by the way,
reppin Saudi in my pray,
set that rocky spit all day,
till am rumbling in my grave,

Shook:
whats the word? whats the word?
hop on birds, niggaz never seen us coming,
got them wondering,
talkin get you clapped,
sand niggaz on the map,
oil what we got on tap,
on the low, vision blur, 
roll up with the herd,

Raw:
Nina's getting loose,
swear them nina's getting loose,
I got Rima and Feyrouz, and they both may know the truth,
crew's so sloppy with the tube, 
never drop it till its loose,
get that wack shit off the news,
populations with no clue,

Shook:
Talking about the law, pause!
you the root cause,
niggaz know the rhyme,
def, dumb, and blind,
do the crime, pay niggaz for they time,
thats the rhyme, get it thru your mind,
nigga get it thru your mind

Raw:
racks on racks on racks on racks,
take my number, take my fax,
check that jumper, check the slag,
get these facts, note them facts,
we on crack, getting back,
I just hop on the flow and crap,
oooo them glocks go Rah Rah Rah,

Shook:
Selling grass to the masses,
no matter their classes,
we go the gas, fiyyaa!
none say pass, got that grey stone glass,
niggaz hit and spazz, what they call jazz,
gotta spend that cash, gotta spend that cash,
 
Raw:
(what it do tho)
hiding from the truth, striving out the fkn blue,
blaming you and you and who?
bro this aint no fkn zoo,
crawl that fool with just to prove,
that we've got the drinks and fruits, (letem know)
sip on absinthe till am absent, snatch your chick and I get too cruel!

Shook:
(What that nigga say?)


No Clue

No Clue (Prod. by Khayyat)

Second Track off The New Jive EP

Prod. by https://soundcloud.com/khvyyvt

lyrics
verse1
thinking bout the days got me drinking on the flame,
now am walking like am thinking and that shit never been straight,
bitches wanting fame, but them bitches cant be blamed,
cause this system's far from wisdom, its a fkn gangbang,
got that mary in that ziplock on the chain,
and am coming with the gauge,
and am always out of range,
y'all keep the change, got your dame and I get some brains,
I'll be plain and I'll leave no stain when am washing on her brain,
The pain is so insane like getting bit by a fkn snake, then getting hit by a fkn train,
just like Cobain, gone restore the gameplay,
then restart the playstation, them pictures gon reframe,
talking like am sane, but am really off the plain and am maybe off the plan,
still wont give a fkn damn,
I stay washing on'em brains,
cause they soaked it in the drain,
full of shit and I may (Praaaah),
any insurance company,

Bridge:
*door opens*
Mom?
shu badik?
3am sajil,
shu?
shu?

verse 2
I got the skill of Dwayne wade,
lotsa speed, am so cocaine,
flows may broaden inspiration,
yeah I call'em lil wayne,
I'll trip in plain site,
wouldnt give a damn right,
moving like a skank dyke,
banged and left yet banged right,
dont call type, boi dont even message type,
doing 80 on 65, behind the wheel like Jesus Christ,
Better get this faster bastard,
when am in a hoodi, I'll be robbin, baskin,
pull up at ye window, mask and a basket,
you feel the windblow and pass in the passage,
am harrassin they assess in passion & back at the castle I had'em orgasm, I'm packin the gas aint no rationalizing, I partially fall, yet I'm rocking it rocking it rocking it,
cinematic or cinnamon am finna win,
am getting the amphetamine, am feeling like I'll bury them, we getting to the medicine, I'm so barbarian, am sorta like a million times ten billion,
Express and shit like American,
I'm feeling like a pastor, I should be in the Vatican, eating all the pasta inviting every devil in, aim like a veteran, bet I get her wet again,
Fuck your attitude and your palace,
you wont make it in Paris,
matter fact be embarrassed,
thats your social status




Wouldn't Give a Damn

Wouldn't Give A Damn (Prod. by Khayyat)

Lyrics

we stay connected,
we stay connected,
we stay connected get them pills and get the breakfast yo,

We'll be with the brodies, smoke all this until its foggy,
all'em bitches call me papi, cant deny it you wont stop me,
I'll be slipping like its sloppy, in the kitchen on bacardi,
Tilting pictures in the lobby, lonely ranger kemosabe,

We'll be rowdy, you can't rob me, 
snatch your chick in that Ferrari,
Rari rari, Hari Kari, build it up when am on that xani,

Stab me, grab me, just to have me,
cause we flyer than Bob Marley,
get the stacks and get them Rollies,
we'll be higher than 3 stories building, kill them, fill them, filmin, I'll be slick when I flip this Binge pin, gon be swift then I get to pimpin, cant refuse this dope we slingin, cant refuse this hope we bringin, when we're singing, let that sink in, we'll be goofin in that Lincoln, on that roofie we aint thinking, yo!

we stay connected,
we stay connected,
we stay connected get them pills and get the breakfast yo,

*phone rings*
dealer: Hello
fiend: You won't believe what I saw, cops on the block and they going door to door, you better play your cards right, you never really know, they be creeping in the middle of the night on the road.
dealer: I got whatchu mean, I got whatchu need! I got Promethazine! I got 20 gz and they rolling deep.
fiend: On that note I'll take your deal, am finna spin like fortune wheel, hit my phone when you get that pill fella, kind of a big ordeal.
dealer: Pull up like doors on a lambo, pull up on your kids like Rambo, pull up like answer a handphone, pulling up fresh like bankroll, Among the best to ever set trip, blow up like pyrotechnic, retail on my email I stay connected like network,

The New Jive

Connected

Anghami

Lyrics:
eyyy, the new jive,
thr new jive,
the new jive,

Chorus:
Written all over my face I'll be tripping,
Got them tickets all up in my case, I'll be tripping,
Got them ribbons all up in my plate, we'll be sipping,
Got the sticky all up in my J, we'll be hitting,

Hold up, the new jive have'em dive like Phelps, hide and call for help!
hold up

Verse:
I'm actually casually cashing deposit,
crap in a napkin, am passive and awesome,
flashing the cash aint a reason to gas'em,
spazzin in fashion at handsome academy,

back in the shack with the crack and the blasphemy, smacking that ass I'll be bashing it randomly, wrapping the sack and they rap to me scantaly, kangaroo dancing on top of the balcony, 
yeah we caught'em on top of the parliament,
yeah we coppin' the marley and partying,
real father, I wouldn't play guardian,
Mufasa, Mugabi, and Modric,
On the low got the blow like Pablo,
She'll be talking and I'm just like I know,
but she crazy and I just dont mind though,
am so wavy and I couldnt draw the line tho.

Chorus:
Written all over my face I'll be tripping,
Got them tickets all up in my case, I'll be tripping,
Got them ribbons all up in my plate, we'll be sipping,
Got the sticky all up in my J, we'll be hitting,

Hold up, the new jive have'em dive like Phelps, hide and call for help!
hold up




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