[Hook: RayKaz]
Soldier's song...marching on, on
Hoping you see home
If you die...before I...
See your smile just one more time

[Verse: RayKaz]
I only been inside this game about a year or so
...I joined a year ago (facts)
...I got a year to go (facts)
If I don't quit after the next it be a miracle (facts)
'Cause I've become so unbecoming when it come to the industry shit (sigh)
The disrespect on a daily, the late replies on a reggo, the disbelief in my talent, the lack of plays on they playlists, the disregard for my story, the discontent with my journey
I lost my love for this; I'm sorry God
Sometimes I question whether this shit matters
TinaSHĒ told me not to concentrate my efforts into instant gratifi-
-fication...words of wisdom when we was Instagrammin'
I see why his parents called him ISHĒ, God the kid got knowledge (damn)
I'm used to rooms where the energy switch
Soon as a bigger dog bark, niggas'll tend to be bitch
I know some homies hate to work, rather pretend to be rich
Know some ladies who lose a nail to scratching jealousy's itch
See there I go again...mxm, the high and mighty low-life
Castin' the first stone left, when I don't even know right...from wrong
I look around at my family and see I still got 'em
Kinda make me feel like none of my problems is real problems
(You know?)
I got a homie startin' to feel like he won't see tomorrow
Like the time he livin' on is borrowed...for real? (Facts)
He told me how he oh so often thinks of offin' his dome [gun cock]...contemplatin' makin' coffin a home [gunshots]
Sympathy only serve to weaken his drive
His mom the only thing that keep him alive
He knows she could never ( hearbeat)...survive a day without his wonderful smile, or rise to lay another son in the ground
I tell him "zodie, please don't leave it to pride, don't ever keep it inside"
(God...show me something better)
He miscontrues and posts his demons online
(Know that you could never...)
I shake my head almost instinctively - from place of love
(Leave me face a storm that...)
Knowing most the folks who view them shits ain't never gave a fuck
(I could never weather)
Never judgement, I been there before too
To keep him sane, I say the same thing a brother told me
(Show me something better)
About a week from when my pen kiss this leaf...when I was going through that - May 14 to be exact
(Show me something better...show me something better)
"Mu...I almost killed myself yesterday" - he cried on sight
(Show me something better)
Shit...sniffle...SOLDIERS "fight through everything, nigga - we in this for life!"
He said "Ray...I blame myself 'cause who am I if you can't talk to me
Fuck am I if you feel like your burdens can't be brought to me? (Huh!)
We ain't survive that accident in June 2018 [car crash], just for you to crash up out my life without sayin' a thing! (Nah!)"
I cried as well hearin' the impact I ain't know I had
So what he said, I say to you my nigga - hold my hand...

[Bridge: Bas, 6lack and RayKaz]
Soldier's song
(Soldier's song)
I could be one to lean on
(I could be one to lean on)
Time will right the wrongs
(Time will right the wrongs)
Won't be long
(Won't be long)
How can we grow any closer?
(How can we grow any closer?)
How can we grow any closer?
(How can we grow any closer?)
How can we grow any closer?
(How can we grow any closer?)
How can we grow any closer?
(How can we grow any closer?)
Something inside of me's tryna crawl up to the surface
(Something inside of me's tryna crawl up to the surface)
Something is suddenly smothering, stopping me
Stubbornly getting its way (Way), way (Way)
(Something is suddenly smothering, stopping me - stubbornly getting its way)
Drowning out the wave
(Drowning out)
I've got a reason to believe that I'll turn out just fine
(To believe that) (You'll turn out just f-)

[Outro: RayKaz]
"Soldier's" fight through everything, you ain't gon' leave me tonight
I luh you bro, just say the word and you gon' see me tonight
It shouldn't never take a loss for you and me to unite

Hold My Hand (Let Go My Hand Cover)

[Verse 1: Mudie Magic]
I think I need a drink, got a Ace up my sleeve (hocus pocus)
Cops comin' in so you know we 'bout to leave (skiddadle!)
Larry’s in the Cruiser and Jose's in the lead (VRR- PAH!)
Austin comin' up and he racin' us to Dreams (Vroom, vroom)
Nigga broke a bottle, tried to start a fight
Had gang with me - it’s on sight 
Bouncer asked to help...told him "it’s alright" 
I'ma say you know who it is so to pretend to know me like I’m Manu Ginogli
Section never lonely, ballin' never lonely - got my brodies!
(E-E-)Every night is brazy (brazyyyy)
Vision hazy (hazyyyy)
We'd go 3 for 3 but I’m feelin' lazy (lazyyyy)
I’m really just a problem and you can’t really solve it 
When it's time to shoot, I don’t miss - I hit 
I’m workin' to get fit then I get back in my kit 
See a doctor, grind, then I get back on the pitch 
My boy got a Bentega so might just hit a lick
Girl was all about the clout, all she wanted was a pic 
(Ch- ch- ch- ch- chhh!)
Ew you make me sick (ew)
Get up off my dick (oo)
Hatin' lil bitch, you was thirsty for a pic (no)
Chasin' all that fame (fame)
Runnin' all that game (game)
Beat it then delete it, it was- AHHH! 

[Hook: Mudie Magic & RayKaz]
Ew you make me sick! (Sick!)
Get up off my dick! (Dick!)
Hatin' lil bitch, you was thirsty for a pic! (Pic!)
Chasin' all that fame! (Fame!)
Runnin' all that game! (Game!)
Beat it then delete it, got my ass up out there quick! (Quick!)
Ew you make me sick! (Blah!)
Get up off my dick! (Sloppy)
Hatin' lil bitch, you was thirsty for a pic! (*snapshot*)
Chasin' all that fame! (Clout!)
Runnin' all that game! (2K!)
Beat it then delete it, got my ass up out there quick! (Fast!)


[Verse 2: RayKaz]
Chu!
Yeah...whet?
Yeah, I'm with the gang for real
Ain't got a Jonas, I'm just tryna show you that I'm with the bands for real (for real)
Ain't got opponents, I'm sure that they told you that I'm with the hands for real (for real)
You don't wanna clash for real (for real)
Nigga we Titans you cannot Attack
RayKaz and Mudie walk into the buildin', it's startin' to feel like a package of matches
Minute ago she was right by your arm, a minute later you was askin' "what happened?"
I only hit if I'm in the mood
Keepin' a list, I'm a bitter dude
Reezy get rid of the ridicule, by turnin' you into a bit of news
WHAT THE FUCK!
(E-E-)EVERY week is scurry, vision blurry
Mudie 3 for 3 - zodie Stephen Curry, left 'em buried
He a dog, to these broads
Not my nuag, ton involved
We just tappin' then we strappin'
Oh, you scrappin'? Then what's happenin'!
Nigga broke a bottle, heuh
Gang pult up on him, "keep the peace" became his motto, heuh
He ain't want it full throttle, heuh
Yeah, I hope it never come to that
Honest I'ma grip the (grrr!) and point it at yo' starter cap
Promise if you try me, you gon' find me where yo' momma at
Jojo-Jojo bought the babies, couldn't fit inside the car
Twayn-Twayn in the back, actin' like a bodyguard
This one lil shawty tap my shoulder, she been schemin' since I came
Bitch...get the fuck from 'round me, I can spot a whole Delilah from a thousand miles away 
(AHHH!) 

[Hook: MudieMagic and RayKaz]
Ew you make me sick! (Sick!)
Get up off my dick! (Dick!)
Hatin' lil bitch, you was thirsty for a pic! (Pic!)
Chasin' all that fame! (Fame!)
Runnin' all that game! (Game!)
Beat it then delete it, got my ass up out there quick! (Quick!)
Ew you make me sick! (Blah!)
Get up off my dick! (Sloppy)
Hatin' lil bitch, you was thirsty for a pic! (*snapshot*)
Chasin' all that fame! (Clout!)
Runnin' all that game! (2K!)
Beat it then delete it, got my ass up out there quick! (Fast!) 

x2 

[Outro]
AHHHH!
Yo man
You can't be leakin' my tracks G!
I'm famous now...call man like Drizzy Drake
Mudie Magic been on the track, still...

Bodyguards And Babies Freestyle

Bodyguards And Babies

Mudie Magic - Bodyguards And Babies (feat. RayKaz)

[Intro]
I...been
...trine do better than-

[Hook]
I...been...out my element
Tryna settle in
Trine do better than
I did...out my element
Tryna settle in
But they don't want me 'cause
I...been...out my element
Tryna settle in
Trine do better but, fuck...FUCK!
I'm a rockstar
I done broke hearts, I'm a monster
That's just how it is
Sorry, not sorry
Sorry, not sorry!
...I'M REALLY NOT! 

[Verse]
Niggas, they been on they period - bitches inside
(Tryns settle in...)
I'm not surprised when I'm seein' em switchin' the sides🙄
Confusin'🤦‍♂️...
Saturday come and I hop in a different ride🚘
I'm choosy🤷‍♂️...
We with the babies, we workin' on kickin' a vibe
We movin'...
She wanna get down then she best put them feelin's aside
Lose 'em😒...
Don't get attached
You run me your heart, you won't get it back
I sold 'em my cape, so I cannot save her
I used to be that kid - not anymore
Acquainted with soldiers, I built a rapport
I know some niggas that ain't got no manners, see they never knock - they just kick in your door
(kshhh- mission report)
Parrrum-pum-pum-pu
m, get your kids on the floor!
Last thing you want they get hit with the four
I'm plannin' on changin', get right with the Lord
But these bitches keep testin' a nigga for real
They all expectin' a nigga for real
I just got jokes, and like maybe a stroke or two - please don't invest in a nigga, for real
It shows you that

[Hook]
I...been...out my element
Tryna settle in
Trine do better than
...I...did...out my element
Tryna settle in
But they don't want me 'cause
(Yeah-yeeeaaahhh-eh)
I...been...out my element
(Yeah-yeeeaaahhh-eh)
Tryna settle in
Trine do better but, fuck...FUCK!
(Yeah-yeeeaaahhh-eh)
(Yeah-yeeeaaahhh-eh)
I'm a rockstar
(Yeah-yeeeaaahhh-eh)
I done broke hearts, I'm a monster
(Yeah-yeeeaaahhh-eh)
That's just how it is
Sorry, not sorry
(Mhm)
Sorry, not sorry!
...I'M REALLY NOT

Sorry Not Sorry

[Verse]
Hol'up...
Kazzy the closest thang to Shakur
Pop at your core and pin the bodies up on the board
(Uh)
Lockin' your doors you see me settin' foot on your porch
Engage in Devilish talk and you'll conversate with the Lord 
Law...of a track-ion - middle finger your faction
Kevin Spacey - get cancelled for tryna fuck with the boy
(Uh)
Stay swingin' sword? I do it because I'm bored
I'm fluent in art-of-fishin' when throwin' rod at your whore
Art-o-ficially stellar, you niggas should win awards (actin' hard ain't easy, you niggas should win awards)
Maybe four, or forty-four, since you thinkin' you Carter Shawn, for sure
...Propagate and it's operation remorse (Lord forgive me)
If you wanna Star(t) Wars, I resort to using the force/fours
(Obi-Wan) Oh...B, one of you niggas is *txk* - late
Funeral service, keep my blick in line with your fate
Wait...like a restaurant
Code of Conduct is mathematics, what I mean is any two timin' foe will get ate (two time four = eight)
Great...I'm so prepared, your vision is smoke and mirrors
Precision to teach a lesson, you never should poke a bear
This not Winnie The Pooh playin' cards (poker bear)...
I'm prayin' "God, hope these niggas don't get me FUCKED UP" - Kama Sutra the skyline
Kinda crucial when I rhyme, I'm noticin' the audience resemble Disney characters - niggas is all ears...(Dumbo!)
Competition turn homies to opposition - I visited cemetery, the figures was all peers
Damn...I ain't mean to point the gun at my own
But lookie here, now I'm sittin' by my ones on the throne
Man whoever said it's lonely at the top? They was lyin'
Shit, I'm takin' pride in sittin' at the top with my lions
That's fair/fur? It's raw, man/roar, mane
I'm bringing my A game, I'm hopin' these words piercing your ears, so I can Be clear/Claire's
Glasses don't make you see/C clear
Dawgy, I'm hear to Declare
That all these rounds I'm bakin' is sweeter than chocolate E-clair
...its effortless, my G, these letters is all facts
(Hmm🤔)
kinÄrte is like Atletico keeper, now why's that🤔? 
(Hmm🤔)
kinÄrte is like New Zealand, my teammates is All Black/Oblak 
But we not on your wallet B/Wallabie, we try Spring Boks/bucks
We can't scrum in the ruck unfortunately 
English wasn't enough, we commercialisin' in Guapanese
I'm sloppily - I'm clumsy with the gems, look how I'm droppin' these
I gotta be, a modern day prophet, I'm Nostradamus seed
I'm probably, the son of Poseidon, a myth you gotta see/god of Sea
Eager to try angles that's equal on both sides, my debates are like an Isosceles (triangles/Isosceles)
I'm not to be, too pressed with the Benedicts tryna bother me
I'm constantly, just rising above your words like apostrophe
Hypocrisy is claimin' you better than me - impossibly 
Anomaly is playin' with Warriors takin' shots at me
Philosophy is lettin' it go and plannin' for second👉😌
Even if you artists Banded together, still couldn't Rocks with me🤘🎸
Polite with the verbs, zodie
I'm nice with the words, homie
I'm Tyson when writin', I'm Jackson when rappin', I'm Jordan recordin'
I'm tryna say I'm every Mike with a mic
Tight-son/Tyson, Fury-ously Wilder - no triller G/trilogy who can box with me
You spot the prophecy?
I'm hard as locks be, I got the key
Anybody hypin' to cypher me? That shit's unlikely
Protectin' your mouth (shhh)
The best from the South (yup)
Invest in a vest (grrr)
The best in the west (yup)
Get left in a blur (yup)
The best you ain't heard (yup)
Don't question my word
Sincerely makin' sure you hearin' me clearly, the best in the world (yup)
The rest is unimpressive, get blessed with a weapon for sure (grrr)
Suggestin' you invest in your efforts for second and third
I'm gone

[Outro]
(Yup)
Easy
(Ch-chick-chick-chick, ch-chick-ch-chick-chick)
Those Around Me Tape
(Those Around Me, Those Around Me, Those Around Me)
2022
(Those Around Me, Those Around Me, Those Around Me)
Uh...Kazzy comin' though
(Ch-chick-chick-chick, ch-chick-ch-chick-chick)
Uh...nigga, what it do



 


The Watcher Freestyle

Bars

#kinÄrte

Those Around Me Tape - 2022

Kettle

Jodeci Two (feat. Fuse)

Borrowdale Insomnia

Shower Thoughts

Sweden

London Insomnia

No One

I cannot give you a pass if you play with my money and family and friends!

Again and Again

Miz Pack

Musandidherere (feat. Paintafresco)

Time Time Wise 2

z a m a r i

Time Time Wise

Lyin' All Messi

Journey to Anxious Confidence - Episode 1 Feeestyle

Anxious Confidence EP drops early September!

Lyrics:
My pen constantly evolving, metaphor metamorph...isis
What they hit the stage for/four? I'm just gettin more...sick
Guilty if you talk, so I plead the four...fifth
Everybody struggle, short tall, poor...rich
Minding my biz, eating my bowl of po...rridge
Serial killer,
Your bran(d) flakey as the corn....really dou
Special K, your captain crunched on video
In the nest laid(nestlé), after your honey nut? Mxm, Cheerio 
Iron sharpening iron, I am sharper than sharpened iron
Sharper than Shannon Sharpe in his sharpest attire 
Sharpening my craft, not too much for talking and trying
See I got patience, kinda like a good doctor with clients
I am big time...not afraid of clocking a giant
...I was made like the kid who threw a rock at Goliath
Started to move faster/Mufasa soon after I walked with alliance/the lions
See Simba lies in my den..it symbolise in my pen
It's 'bout 6 people I can identify as my kin,
On the go my inner G just energising my zen
I'm in the centre like AD
I jumped ship, they ringing back to back like KD
Any nigga really want the Thunder? Okay...see/OKC
I'll call a crew so they can catch the body in HD
I hate that you play me

End of Daze Freestyle

Lyrics:

[Verse]
I got a lot on my mind
Drop it, and call it a vibe
I might not be here t'maw
So I get it all in my prime
I got a lot on my mind
Wish my life came with rewind (chee!)
There's so much that I wanna do (do!)
Too much to fit in the time
Spend too much time in the lows (looows)
So I can remember the highs (hiiighs)
Spend to much time with my bros (brooos)
Record it and call it a Tribe (wooow)
Spit the verses like a don (hey!)
Picture perfect with the lines (hey!)
Get the work in, Cristiano (hey!)
Get the hearses with the rhymes (ha!)
I 'member back in the day
Niggas was macking away
I wasn't part of that life (hehe)
I was just rapping away
Cold when I vent in the lab ("cold")
(Cold when I vent in the lab, woah)
I put the pen to the pad ("soul")
(I put the pen to the pad, yeah)
Try keep the cross in the sinner ("woah")
(Try keep the cross in the sinner, heuh!)
Look like dominican flag
(Look like dominican flag, uh!)
Girls never wanted to talk
(Girls never wanted to talk, whet!)
'Cause I was too nice and too kind
('Cause I was too nice and too kind, uh!)
They never paid me no mind
But now he so fine, he got them heads spinning like a Carousel
Glow up blessing like a miracle
Chisi women knew me very well
I'm the topic up at Arundel, that shit fair as hell
Approach me with ease (woo)
Lookin too shy to converse (woo)
Still not afraid of you cats (woo)
Put all your lives in a hearse
I'm talking 9 times
Peaking like I'm talking primetime
Flip it like I'm talking Swanton
Sauce it up, I'm talking Wanton
Water dripping like a fountain
Hand her/Hannah to me like it's Montana
Tell them niggas I'm the donduda
Grammar nicer than ya' mom's momma
Sacrifices for the better days
Rapper's life is like a getaway if you were half as nice or had the appetite, but all that trash you write ensures you stay away
Write it down and if I said it, it's fire
They know Kazembe the guy
If make a milli then I'm gonna set it aside
I will not spend it like y'all, I'ma do better with mine
Who better than I? It is not fair to decide
I do not care to reply them negative vibes, live like I'm ready to die
Top 5 that's dead or alive
Killing the pain, I know I'm just getting older but somehow them feelings the same
Walk in the jungle of those who seek highs but the ceiling's the same
Anxiety building, its big as a building, it's built in and I do not think I can change
But please don't interpret my kindness for weakness, defeated, that's part of the fame
It's one in the same

[Hook]
I'm running the game
(Running the game)
Running the game
(Running the game)
Running the game
(Running the game)
Running the game
(Running the game)
Feel like I'm running the game
(Running the game)
Running the game
(Running the game)
Running the game
(Running the game)
Running the game
(Running the game)

[Bridge]
Feel like I'm running the game
(Feel like I'm running the game)
I don't see how it could chaaange
(Feel like I'm running the game)
But I don't complaaain
(Feel like I'm running the game)
I stay in my laaane
(Feel like I'm running the game)
Sweaty the naaame
(Feel like I'm running the game)
Running the gaaame
(Feel like I'm running the game)
Show you you laaame
(Feel like I'm running the game)
Said it in vaaain
(Feel like I'm running the game)

[Outro: Munya Murapa]
As I walk through walls...

Anxious Confidence EP

Runners Outro (Confidence)

Lyrics:

[Intro: Munya Murapa]
The chains of the hive mind that seek to pull me out, bleach me and sentence me to the blind side...
They seek to seal my mind's eye...
That I may not exist as, "I"...
....but rather, as a statistic...

[Bridge]
Overseas, I'm going through hell
Shoulders deep, I drown in the well
So it seems, I can't even tell
Potpourrie, I'm hiding the smell
Woe is me, I'm losing my self
Knowingly, I'm locked in a cell

[Pre-Hook]
I can feel the pain, I can feel the pain
I can feel the cold, I can't see the rain
Think I lost my soul, I don't feel the same
Think of letting go, you won't see me 'gain

[Hook]
I can feel the pain, I can feel the pain
I can feel the pain, I can feel the pain
I can feel the pain
I can't see the rain, I can't see the rain
I can't see the rain, I can't see the rain
I can't see the rain
I can feel the pain, I can feel the pain
I can feel the pain, I can feel the pain
I can feel the pain
I can't see the rain, I can't see the rain
I can't see the rain, I can't see the rain
I can't see the rain

[Background Hook]
I'm just tryna figure out why
I can't put shit to the side
Everyday I cry
'Cause I put my heart in my grind
'Cause I put it all on the line
But can't see so much as a sign
God must be taking his time
God must be taking his time
(God must be taking his time, yuh)
I'm just tryna figure out why
(I got a lot on my mind, yuh)
I can't put shit to the side
(Drop it and call it a vibe, yuh)
Everyday I cry
(I might not be here tomorrow, no)
'Cause I put my heart in my grind
(So I get it all in my prime, yuh)
'Cause I put it all on the line
(I got a lot on my mind, yuh)
But can't see so much as a sign
(Wish my life came with rewind, yuh)
God must be taking his time
(There's so much that I wanna do)
God must be taking his time
(Too much to fit in the time)

[Verse]
I can feel the pain
I can see the snow, I can't see the rain
I can't heal a thing, I just feel ashamed
I just lock 'em out, thoughts are still the same
I done lost my mind to the the fallen time
Life get hard again, mama where the rope?
I give in to blame, I look at the razor
...I look at my life, think I might erase it
Nothing keep me going, mm
Except for my girl and all my homie, mm
'cept for God music all my family, mm
Tryna be all I can be but the weight of the world start to weigh in on me
Outta touch, outta mind, outta sight
Outta peace, outta faith, outta line
On my knees, try ignore as hard I can but...

[Hook 2]
I can feel the pain, I can feel the pain
(I can't feel anything)
I can feel the pain
(I can feel everything)
I can feel the pain
(I can't feel anything)
I can feel the pain
(I done lost everything)
I can't see the rain, I can't see the rain
(I can't feel anything, oh nah)
I can't see the rain
(I can't feel anything, ohhh nahhh)
I can't see the rain
(I done lost everything)
I can't see the rain
(Me, pain and a wedding ring)

[Bridge]
Overseas, I'm going through hell
Shoulders deep, I drown in the well
So it seems, I can't even tell
Potpourrie, I'm hiding the smell
Woe is me, I'm losing my self
Knowingly, I'm locked in a cell

[Outro: Munya Murapa]
But rather, as a statistic...
As a sequence of letters...
As a bee that serves a queen...
That cannot see...

...and cannot fly



....and cannot f— (*gushots*)

Reaper

Lyrics:

[Intro: Rumbi Mutangadura]
RayKaaaz
"...Show you the light..."
"...Fireballing, it's lit..."
WOO! WOO! WOO! HOO!

[Hook 1: RayKaz & Suhn]
Southside where I'm from (yeah!)
Westside part of my plans (hoo!)
So far I'm on the right path (yeah!)
Sticking to my roots but I'm after that green so that's where I'ma water my plants (you bish you)
Black man manifest gold (huh!)
Power lies all in my hands (ahuh!)
Gotta throw a deuce on the 6...3
Gotta throw a deuce on the 6...3
Gotta throw a deuce on the 6...3
Gotta throw a deuce on the 6...3
Gotta throw a deuce on the 6...3 (TUTUTUTUUU!)
Southside where I'm from (hoo!)
Westside parta my plans (Ahuh!)
Gotta throw a deuce on the 6...3
Gotta throw a deuce on the 6...3

[Verse 1: Suhn & RayKaz]
Handina time yekutaura (yeah!)
Kana wasara wasara (hoo!)
Come between me and my guala? (Yeah!)
Pfana 'mokwara ma- HUH! HUH!
Pfana 'mokwara mahara (hoo!)
Mi-mi-might as well get you a doctor (doctor)
Handle my business real proper, uh
Short nigga but she call me big papa
Uh, handina time yekukatamba (huh!)
Kana wakwara wakwara (huh!)
Pfana 'no sara nenzara (eee!)
Pfana 'nozara ne- HUH, HUH!
Pfana 'nozara ne bara, uh
They wo- they won't have bones to identify ('dentify)
I am not a gem, I'm a gemini, uh
This is not a pen, this a genocide

[Hook 2: RayKaz & Suhn]
Sou-Sou-Southside where I'm from (eee!)
Westside my intention (tension)
It's my name but it's your mentions (mentions)
Real recognise real, bitch when I talk game I ain't even gotta finish my s- (HUH! HUH!)
I ain't wanna do this but I had to (had to)
God bless when I let it sneeze atchu (at you)
(HaCHOO!)
You froze like a statue, sped right pass you, had to throw the deuce on the 6...3
Gotta throw a deuce on the 6...3 (reallyyy!)
Had throw a deuce on the 6...3
Gotta throw a deuce on the (woo, woo!)
Southside where I'm from (huh!)
Westside parta my plans, (M-HMM!)
Gotta throw a deuce on the 6...3
Gotta throw a deuce on the 6...3

[Verse 2: RayKaz]
Gotta throw a deuce on the 6...3
Gotta tell a bitch nigga miss...me
Knock em out the park with a six...teen
Say I'm not the best? Bitch...please
Coming for the kid kinda ris...ky (woo, woo!)
Double black strong like whis...key (woo, woo!)
Don't come roundhouse tryna to chop it up, I might karate kick him
With some bullies that come in like Scottie Pippen
I'm the shit, you ain't shit, bro you potty skippin'
Wave stronger than if a tsunami hit them
T-t-t-(tik)-t-t-t-(tok)-t- your clock is ticking
Sweaty been in the camp...concentrating
Writin shit that's as hard as the Nazi prison
Going coffin shopping for the fuck of it, 'bout time that I start putting bodies in 'em
Aww, pick pocket Petey Pa-...blo
Paintin pictures, P. Pica-...sso
Been around long enough to split the chitty chatters and the piggy backers from what really matters
I ain't got time for the talking! (yeah!)
If you don't get it right, you get left then (wasara!)
This is not a verse, its a lesson (yeah!)
Ray.K47 for the- (HUH! HUH!)
Ray.K47 for the weapon (grr!)
Might as well get you a pair of medics
With a pair of matics for the paramedics
'Cause I'm feeling kinda sick, and I might let it rain with the Glock
Pass words, just to keep the game on a lock
Wardell, I'ma let it sang with the shots
Got the Drake on me bro you know this thang finna pop
...hehe, (huh!)

[Hook 3: Suhn & RayKaz]
Southside where I'm from (hoo!)
Westside parta my plans, uh
So far I'm on the right path
Uh, sticking to my roots but I'm after that green so that's where I'ma water my plants, uh
City tattoed on my chest, ancestors told me to never look back (you bish you)
Gotta throw a deuce on the 6...3
Gotta throw a deuce on the 6...3
Gotta throw a deuce on the 6...3
Gotta throw a deuce on the 6...3
Gotta throw a deuce on the s-...(ahuh! Hoo!)
Southside where I'm from (yeah!)
Westside parta my plans (hoo!)
Gotta throw a deuce on the 6...3
Gotta throw a deuce on the 6...

[Verse 3: RayKaz]
Ray and Suhn top 2...

(Sorry, SoundCloud said they too long to post :D)


Deuce (feat. Suhn)

Lyrics:

[Hook]
Who wanna ride? Who wanna die?
Fuck that, who wanna try, who wanna fight?
Rush that, who wanna ride? Who wanna die?
Just might shoot through the side, move with the times
Push back, who wanna vibe? Who wanna slide?
They'll see who's in the sky, we getting high
You seem new to this life, who, what am I?
What I might do with a mic, oo what a life!

[Verse 1]
You don't really know my life
You don't really know my story
You don't really know my strife
You ain't never seen my scars, you don't really know my pores
You ain't never seen my heart, only ever known my flaws
You ain't never seen me cry, only ever shown my strong
Niggas never heard my side, nevеrmind right or wrong
Got a tat, on my back
Not from ink, from the whip
I'm a slave, born to fail, 'cause thе colour of my skin
You lil bitch! Suck a dick, heuh!
Keep me 6 feet under, not today!
Down to catch a case!
Know a couple barbers where I stay!
They'll be on the way!
Case you ever need to catch a fade!
Yeah I'm still a starter, but I'm on the bench coz I don't play!
I don't give a fuck!
Get my niggas on the other side, we gon' throw it up!
Ain't nobody, came out by myself!
I ain't need no help!
Tryna build that generation wealth!
Don't need no one else!
Petty king, down to start some shit!
I'm the kid from the 3, after 6!
Oh my gosh, what is this?
Let if fire, let it rip! BAH!

[Hook]
Who wanna ride? Who wanna die?
Fuck that, who wanna try, who wanna fight?
Rush that, who wanna ride? Who wanna die?
Just might shoot through the side, move with the times
Push back, who wanna vibe? Who wanna slide?
They'll see who's in the sky, we getting high
You seem new to this life, who, what am I?
What I might do with a mic, oo what a life!

[Verse 2]
I'm on yo' heels like I'm running away
Say to my face you got sum'in to say
Casualty numbers if you in my way
Shoutout to Cara, he said I would make it
Shoutout to Tecky from back in the day
Shoutout to CJ, he running the wave
Shoutout to Van, he the zodie of course
Shoutout to Mikey to Mudie, NJ
Shxvx be putting the bricks on floor for the enterprise
And I'm picking a bone with the other side
And I'm switching the flow like a river tide
I be the gripping your throat, I could end your life
And I come through my hood in the socks and sliders
I still get respect 'cause I do my job
And I spit like pneumonia sick and tide
I beg you don't grow up to rattle shells
I beg you don't listen to tattle tales
I beg you don't grow up inside a cell (hoo!)
I beg you cling on to your innocence
Was whichu since we was some infants (huh!)
What happened? Now on you some snitch shit (huh!)
I heard you was talking the worst way
You shouldn't have said shit in the first place
I told you I'm gunning for first place
I beg you don't sleep on the wordplay
Champion since I jumped outta the gate
I'm undefeated, it's not a debate
Shawty she hanging beside of my waist
Showing her off 'cause I'm proud of my bae
We gon' be chilling inside of a wraith
Soon as I'm comin' jump outta the way
Name any better, got time, I'ma wait
Nice at the top, and I think I'ma stay

[Bridge]
I just been minding my binnis, minding my-
Minding my binnis, minding my-
Minding my binnis
Minding my binnis, minding my-
Minding my binnis, minding my-
Minding my-
I just been minding my binnis, minding my-
Minding my binnis, minding my-
Minding my binnis
Minding my binnis, minding my-
Minding my binnis, minding my-
Minding my- x2

[Outro]
I just been minding my binnis, I don't pay attention
Minding my binnis, my name out your mentions
Mindin my binnis, my family counting on me to takeover from papa so I just be minding my binnis, that do not concern me
Minding my interest, my mind on my journey
I do not judge, I am not an attorney
Just me and my music, my mom and my girly

ZayKaz

Lyrics:

[Intro]
Yuhhh...murder murder, murder murder
Woahhh...live learner, bridge burner
What?!
Inverter, rim churner
Yuhhh...big headed, Tim turner

[Verse]
Niggas be faking depression, don't even know how to be broken
I used it to my advantage, the beast that's inside of me woken
Hmm, I might be a lucky charm, sum' like a lottery token
Whet? Try to be fuckin with me? That nigga gotta be joking
That nigga gotta be smoking
"How is he rhyming? Like, that nigga gotta be chosen!"
I got thе pottery potion
Way that I'm cooking this shit up, the neighbours was thinking that that nigga gotta bе doping
I got a lot of emotions, try to provoke 'em
Keep it 100? I wasn't proud of the way that it's set up
Live by the code and we laid to the letter
Tryna take over your stereo, that is my latest endeavour
I got a team, tell 'em that I do not want it if we cannot make it together
Then what I did? Dropped...they came for the clout, still, they stay for the vibe
Then what I did? Popped...I been the kid since I came from Dubai
Know I'ma shine if I gotta shine
Know I'ma grind if I gotta grind
Know I'ma move if I gotta move
Know I'ma do it if I gotta do it
Studied the game, I'm paying my dues
I might not win, but I never lose
Niggas I'm with the same ones as before
Winners ain't worried 'bout checking the score

[Verse 2]
I throw up 2...6...3
Just how that shoe...fits
Ride with my gang ain't no crew...with...me
Ain't got no new...friends
I been a loner since 2...six...teen
I couldn't do...mix
Cycle of faces of who...with...me
Never gave two...shits (Yahk! Yahk! Yahk! Yahk!)
Whippin' up dope in that new...cui-suine
I been a nui-sance
Used to ride 'round in that blue...whip...clean
Rollin' like deu-ces
Wait, now they askin' like "who...is...he?"
"Who is this new...nig?"
Block got a new kid...niggas don't listen like, mh-

[Hook]
Riding 'round in that spiderman, eyes sticking like glue
I ain't never had to change up, whole vibe jumping through the roof
I remember where I came from, whole tribe sticking to the roots
I ain't never switched my name up, still fire spitting through the booth
'05 brodie came through...
Fast forward 2020, vision on the prize, know he can't lose (tudu!)
Passport plenty plenty, missions on the rise, trips to Cancun (tudu!)
Taskforce barely many, first we get the guap then it's phase two (tudu!)
Dashboard semi-semi, look inside the ride, just the main crew

[Bridge]
Park it in the lot, then we make moves
Circumvent the block, then we breakthrough
Make it to the top, 'dentify the opps, feed 'em to the fox, let it play through
Sliders with the socks, chain hang loose
Fade up at the top, maintain juice
Lillards on the team, Curries on the scene, once we hit the spot, gang gang shoot (*gunshots*)

[Outro: Due Date Snippet]
Working for views
Not YouTube, I'm talking oceans sunsets that's next to my roof
New phase, old strays, only trusting a few
I settled for change, put pen on the page and ran it by you
Make sure you got nothing to do...
Finessing a neeeew waaaave
Tryna live life without no regrets, only God know my duuuee daaaate
You might wanna rebuild these these bridges before it get tooo laaaate
The shit that we been through already we might make a mooovieee

Spiderman

Lyrics:

[Intro]
Chu!
Ahaaa....
Ahaaa....

[Verse 1]
24/7, 365 days I been working on my aim with my triggers on safety
Waiting on the day I see the day to be the day to stop playing, found a reason make you niggas all hate me
Riding with my jiggas on angsty
Move with my figures on banksy...ain't nobody knows what it is but it's certified
Pocket watchers all in my spaces
Still won't ever say shit, when it's face to faces
Riding on mute, do my thang in the dark and we circumvent ties, (oh I—)
*Clears throat*
Well acquainted pretty lil 5'1 caramel thang by my side, (oh myyy)
We don't do the same kinda job, (on Goood)
You weren't really made to survive, (no lieee)
And I got the zang by my side, (roll byyy)
Still alive praise to my God, (oowoo!)

[Bridge]
Renovate...build it from the ground up, we levitate (homicide x4)
Build it from the ground up, we levitate, hoo!
Elevate...if a hater wound up, we MMA (homicide x4)
If a hater wound up, we MMA, hoo!
Serenade...couple birdies lined up, inseminate (homicide x4)
Couple birdies lined up, inseminate, hoo!
Melanate...shit sweet - marinate, minute made, lemonade! (homicide...homicide homicide homicide!)

[Verse 2]
Blood on the walls if a fraud ever get in my shit!
Niggas on some silicide shit! (Fa-ee-ake, hee!)
I ain't gotta minimise shit!
Get off my dick!
I been on my vilified shit!
Try me and you finna die shit! (Ra-ee-ay, hee!)
See you gassed 'cause you coming from a culture that solidify clicks!
Zodie we do not legitimise shit! (Yea-ee-eah, hee!)
We solidified shit!
Niggas hotter than humidified whips!
Making rules that you will abide with!
(YESSIIIIIIIIRRRR!)
My drive never no brakes
My tribe never no snakes
(YESSIIIIIIIIIIRRR!)
500M's on pace
500 benz, no plates
(YESSIIIIIIIIIIRRR!)
*Clears throat*
Big gap, never no race
Big cap, never no place
(YESSIIIIIIIIIIRRR!)
Shit ain't never forced, come to find when a real nigga keep it 1 hunna you surprised that the...

[Hook]
W's? Easy
Gang gang? Easy
Cuttin' off? Easy
Shhh-? Easy
Intellect? Easy
Headshot? Easy
Blackout? Easy
Way too...Easy
W's? Easy
Gang gang? Easy
Cuttin' off? Easy
Shhh-?...(YESSSSIIIIIIIIIRRRRR!)
Intellect? Easy
Headshot? Easy
Blackout? Easy
Way too...Easy!

Easy

Lyrics:

[Intro: Munya Murapa]
By the skin of my tooth...
And a low profile I will keep to allow me to take root 'till time toks and ripens my fruit...
That I may nourish you who grasp, struggle...and yearn for the sweet nectar.....
...the syrup of youth...

[Verse 1]
Everyday I wake up is another fucking challenge from my demons just to beat 'em and I'm thinking 'bout how
Life is getting harder and I might just make it shorter, nigga finna call it quits and I'm thinking 'bout now
But I got my girl and my momma on my line, and my grandma still alive so I know that she be praying for a nigga to survive and just take it in my stride so I take it as a sign, I'm just thinking out loud
I ain't been to church in a minute
I ain't been to work, I been sinning
Need to talk to God and just thank him for the hurt he prevented
I been at my worst for a minute
My flowers is colourless nigga, the sun just don't bling like it used to (used to, it don't)
The birds just don't sing like they used to (used to, they don't)
My words just don't ring like they used to, been down in the dumps for like 32 months and the truth is the verses don't ring like they used to (...they don't)
Been crafting my sound and losing my mind in the process
I just been climbing in darkness
Monster inside me I ain't know existed, the shit is like finding the Loch Ness
I cry with no tears, I write with a sword
I been through it all, and through it I saw that

[Hook: RayKaz]
They'll do away with you my nigga, don't ever think that you different because of the hype
They'll do away with you my nigga, don't get distracted by action and cameras and lights
They'll start to play with you nigga, you'll end up another statistic from taking your life
You think a star, they judge from afar, and quick as it came...you outta sight

[Verse 2]
Everyday I get up and I'm thinking 'bout the set up of my aims and my goals and I'm thinking how high
Troubles hit my face, and they bring a nigga down, so I lay up on the ground and I'm thinking 'bout why
I ain't been at home in a minute
I ain't wrote a song in a minute, I been really uninspired with my disso on the line and my mental in decline and my syllabus assignments, I did 'em just in time but I'm stuck here
I'm not really cool with the fam like I was back when I was a child
Kinda just feel like a burden, the vibe just be different when I'm on that side of the town
Ain't no condition to love as a toddler
But when you grown, the conditions'll pile up
Now I'm a man and they think I'm a problem
Ain't no more dad, you address him as father
I promise I know defeat, we kinda homies
Inside of me broken pieces, kinda lonely
I kinda been overeating just to cope with it
Easy to see the flowers when it's sunny
But harder to keep on smiling when its muddy
And part of me screaming out for someone's help
And my arteries leaking out, but no one cares
And they calling me once a month and it just showed me that

[Hook 2]
They'll do away with you my nigga, don't ever think that you different because of the hype
Don't let 'em spray at you my nigga, don't let 'em blind up your vision by using your light
They'll do away with you my nigga, been there and lived that, I done that, I'm paying the price
They'll do away whichu my nigga, they'll do away whichu my nigga, they'll do away (whichu)
They'll do away whichu my nigga, they'll do away whichu my nigga, they'll do away (whichu)
They'll do away whichu my nigga, they'll do away whichu my nigga, they'll do away (whichu)
They'll do away whichu my nigga, they'll do away whichu my nigga, they'll do away (whichu)
They'll do away whichu my nigga, they'll do away whichu my nigga, they'll do away...

[Bridge]
In my mind is a lot of the fallen soldiers
(Ain't never lying to you)
Who was blind and they fell to their final calling
(Just wanna see you get through)
I'd be lying if I said that it had to happen
(I almost died my nigga)
But the game is the game and we better for it
(Don't go through what I went through)...

Not Real

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
Yuhhh...
Ever so close but they coming so far
'member when Papa would sleep on sofa
Now he got 12 different whips in garage
3 of ’em only need push just to start
We pulling strings but don't play the guitar
Popping that smoke if you shoot for the star, yuhhh...
Security company runs in the fam, so if it's a threat then we already watching it
Early development stages, we blocking it
Aiming for billboard and nobody stopping it
Team like Sopranos, we run the Metropolis
I see it’s space in my bag so I hop in it
Niggas wan' hype up they bubble, I'm popping it
I got connections in 4 different continents

[Bridge]
Ever so close yet they coming so far
'member when Papa would sleep on sofa
Now he got 42 suits in his drawer
10 of 'em don't even drop till the fall
Stacking up W's, I got a habit
Bitch if I want it then I gotta have it
If it's in sight then I just gotta grab it

[Verse 2]
ATR working, he doin’ a madness
Boy Jimmy Neutron, he fiddle with gadgets
Not for the war, but we shoot if it happens
We take a L then it’s standing for lavish
Shxvx my twin coz the grind is identical
Need you some crodies that's keeping it critical
That way we limit the loss at a minimal
Talk ain’t expensive, we judge on reciprocal
100% of transaction is digital
I am not happy my guy...
Heard all that yappin' my guy...
That shit kinda tacky my guy...
You could just @ me my guy
Yuhhh...
Jeez...
Don't too much talk 'cause them niggas might ruin me
They don’t got class, they believing in truancy
Breaking the code and it's no continuity
Heuh!...
Whet?...
Shxvx got mix like he work at the brewery
3 different languages, speakin' 'em fluenty
Shona, then english, then money, they grew on me
They got opinions when hiding on screen
Soon as I ask em about it, it's "ziiiii-🤫"
We make our move, then we switch the regime
Went from nintendo to scope with the beam!
We did the job then we swiping it clean
Militants never revisit the scene
Claiming they stitch but they broke at the seams
Trust 'cause I know they ain't talkin' to me
R. A. Y. K. A. Z. E. M. B. E
Not wasting time, I got somewhere to be
Royalty drip from my head to my feet
You don't look backwards when you in the lead
Deading relations I don't...need
Keep my gameplan on a low...key
Round up the tribe and we pro...ceed
Mamba mentality, Ko...be

Blexcellence

Lyrics:

[Intro: Munya Murapa & RayKaz]

They're poignantly poised to poison my soul, but...
I float buoyantly, though...past them
On waves of truth that flow and nourish me, and allow me to grow...
Riiiight?
...so, I make my escape...
Right
...by the skin of my tooth...

[Hook]
Learning to deal, but I don't see no signs
Turning the wheel, they'll find me DOA
Slowly but sure, we all gon' be alright
Day at a time, we all gon' be okay
Girl in my arms so I don't cry too long
State of affairs, they don't leave me no say
World in my palm and I'ma prove you wrong
It's the way that it is, but we gon' be okay

[Verse 1]
It's RayKaz...rocking the tight shirt with the slippers
A nice smirk...pimping, its light work if you listen
It might hurt...different if I'm flirting with sentences
Strike first...chicken, it's like church if you witness
A nice verse is the difference, don't mention me with the flock
Never swallowed the liquor, but all I need is a shot
Never followed a figure, fuck what the media prop
Don't see a reason to stop and give up my seat at the top
Listen, who you know got the words twisting like afro?
Cooking dishes hotter than cass'role
My cast/cat's roll quiet as the night's sleep and tight as a gastro
Only trine' acquire cilantro, that's green chasing
Shit is only Meek 'cause we dream chasing....thinking Mills
M's on my head when I'm Speed Racing....growing gills
Learnt to swim with sharks surviving life as a fish in sea
Now I tackle life with efficiency

[Hook]
Learning to deal, but I don't see no signs
Turning the wheel, they'll find me DOA
Slowly but sure, we all gon' be alright
Day at a time, we all gon' be okay
Girl in my arms so I don't cry too long
State of affairs, they don't leave me no say
World in my palm and I'ma prove you wrong
It's the way that it is but we gon' be okay

[Verse 2]
Where's my place in this all?
Doubt creeping, where's my faith in this all?
My girl's Uncle ask a nigga bout a 5 year plan, shit I don't know if I'ma make it tomorrow
Turn on the news, all I see is shit awaken my sorrow
I don't know if I can take it no more
Tryna rise daily, but I know they all anticipating my fall
You hear the way I'm penetrating your soul?
It's God given, destiny, it's no mistaking my call
I mean besides who am I say "nah"?
Who am I to lay off?
Could never judge you, who am I to play God?
I'm forever in your corner my amigo, who am I to Takeoff?
Your home dog, who am I to stray off?
Kept it between me, mine and my business...
They got a mind in my business...
I was minding my business...with a hollow ambition
They told me I ain't fit to lead 'cause I don't follow religion
But the leader of your syndicate is fondling children
Then he pocket up your tithes for a dollar incentive
Guess he's a...profit/prophet now, innit?
But my relationship with Jesus doesn't count 'cause I believe on all accounts that us as people better served by dedicating self to truth and not cathedrals
Or some rules that only 'ply to generations that preceded us
But couldn't be reflections of the times that we now live in, 'cause they dated...but it ain't like we know better
Born of a generation of instant gratification where likes and follows control the narration
I liken my load to Moses' nation, I see the part
Recite the Bible and hope that I make it
Who really needs drugs when likes do the trick?
When you could get the same high from seeing likes on your pic and seeking attention
With retweets and peeping the mentions and taking that as some sort of validation of worth
And blue checks must mean we saying something of substance
Teaching these babies how not to learn the art of discussion
If you don't like what niggas saying ain't no talking or nothing
Just cause a stir and cancel 'em all at the push of a button
I'm pacing back and forth with cognitive dissonance
Right and left causing divisions on both of the sides
You notice they ain't talking to listen, they talk to reply
Its all for the guap...

_(Sorry, too long to post the rest :D)_

Nabila

Lyrics:

[Intro]
Can't let....just anybody hold me
You are the one...mmm mmm (*humming*)

[Verse]
Parked on a hill with no concept of time
Stargaze, listening to slowjams, anything from old ass romance, Usher and Destiny's Child
See the moon dance to Frank Ocean and Weeknd
Calm as a ocean or weekend, funny how that change, you my destiny now
(Weight) lifted when you spot me
Get if off your chest, no bench press, let you rest your problems on my heartbeat
Its deeper than bodies, we naked with our clothes on
Keep it in private, they ain't gotta know what goes on
Come touch on the nigga you chose on
DVD movie nights, cooling like "you decide..."

[Bridge]
"...I ain't rea-
I ain't really tripping, just choose sum'n"
Nails on your back, let it creep through your spine and the tingle birth melanated goosebumps
You be like, "watchu tryna do?"...nu'n
Knowing damn well we vibing tonight, I'ma feel somebody daughter
Only if you say that that's alright lil bae, you still somebody daughter
I can't use force, I'm not Obi Wan
Cocky of course, I'm the only one
Owning your place on my podium
No inhibitions, come show me sum'

[Hook]
We could chase money trees, respect the shooter
Reading through books concerning Ramanuja
Turn around conversate on hallelujah
You moving marathons in my medulla
Dancing in sweat, you let me samba through ya
Shit could get messy/Messi just how I manoeuvre
Wet like you stepped inside a water cooler
Scars on your neck like I'm a barracuda
I know it's plenty guys who try to move...but
I'll pop on anybody try to ru-...in
I know this henny got me kinda foo-...lish
I know they envy on ya, I salu-...te ya
I know my mini me make honeys spla-...tter
I know my energy on bunny wa-...bbit
I know you feeling me so come get ac-...tive
Stuntin' on enemies, they ugly ba-...stids


CJ's Song

Lyrics:

[Verse]
Southside southside
Downside, get you downsized and your chakline outlined
Late comer but the fam told me that it's 'bout time I got mine
Offsiders talking inside from the outside, outside
Eyes glued to the billi (chu!)
Culture chasing Makavelli (yyyuh!)
Never taken off mute, still see the light flashing on the celly (uhhh)
Seldom early, never late
Got the block jumping - Dennis Rodman - right as soon as I cross the interstate (sheesh)
Can't get in without a booking, going back to where they stop you at the gate (nah!)
3 pots, momma cooking, glad to see it ain't no problems on her plate (woah woah...woah...woah)
Anybody fuck with that and I'ma have my dogs barkin where you stay (woah woah...woah...woah)
I'ma say it how I say when I see it
That get me in trouble, nigga so be it
Never use a mouthpiece, don't need it
Never rushing, straight cold, soviet
I ain't never been wrong (never)
Comeback comeback season but I ain't never been gone (bitch, where?)
23 on 23s, Jordan year, I ain't never been Bron (hol'up, wait...GOAT shit, GOAT shit)
Seeing whack niggas going back and forth, shit starting to look like ping pong (Yahk! Yahk! Yahk! Yahk!)
I ain't tryna live long (Gkah!)
Chain on neck like Kinte
Mind in check like sensei (whet?)
Colgate shine on rimplate
Lotta niggas copy from the template
Faceoff? Prolly get pomped like pimple
Shawty get blocked from the jump, no Dikembe
Sleeping on the team, we can make it permanente
Watch what your men say
Mid-niggas week like Wednesday
Switch blade, you ain't really flowin' like that, mhmm!
Ice-cold, hypothermic, sub-zero, frozone — you ain't really snowin like that, mhmm!
I was havin' real life chats with the benzo — you ain't really blowin' like that, mhmm!
You was on the phone tryna maintain image knowin' you ain't really goin' like that, mhmm!
Not too keen on bro code breaches, first time I closed my eyes with it
Two times I let you slide with it
Third time I swear you die with it (brrr), diving in muddy waters, lying in 'em
Wath your blood spill, I come alive with it
I don't even really like violence
Been domesticated since a young cub, I don't even really like wilding
Million dollar grin just to up the sales, I don't even really like smiling...all part of buildin' brands
Stay propellin' blowin tryna catch wind, all part of buildin' fans
Grown obsessed with chasin' M's all year, all part of buildin' Stans
I tried to get 'em to listen more
Wet 'em up other rappers up, I ain’t had the iron on me or the weapon on
How they got me going sicko mode?
I cut off all of the piccolo's
Zodies go behind the back sending shots, like they link with Draymond off a pick and roll
And they still triple team me...but it's 50 points easy
Man these rings can't leave me
Whole team looking like Golden State back in 2015
Austin T. Klay T
And I feel like Steph C
Taking shots from 30 deep, eyes closed but it's still guaranteed
Grinding like we down 5, but the board say 30 point lead
We don't really do the camera play, money making conversations only time we ever really say cheese
I talk, it's all ziiii's (shhh!)
You talk, it's all zzzzzz's (💤😴)
Lotta lemons in this life game so it's only right a nigga squeeze (*gunshot*)

CODE

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
Way up
Way up, way up...way up
Easy points, going up like lay up, lay up
In the layer, head bowed...(*mghm*)...pray up, pray up
Protect me from a player hater tryna spray a Ray up
Creepin' hours, roaming 'round just to stay up, way up
I control my city, look like Ray a mayor
These is super sayings, super saiyan like kamehameha
Freeze a cell, seekin more to kombat and dragon b-
Hol'up, okay, slow it down, flex flex, breath fresh like mentos
Slick fade on temple, whip paid no rental
Tryna burn my connects who try discern my info
Understood like 10-4, what's good my negro
Old yeller my window, flip switch nintendo
Bass thumping for the pales who tried to sell my kinfolk
Rims sprayed like dental, no keys on benzo
Snake hunting for the snails who tried to kill my skin tone

[Bridge]
I was handling statements
You was panting and pacing
I been practicing patience 'cause otherwise I run some plays that have your stamina racing
The vet, no animal patients
Trashing my name and a hand to your facial
Clap...clap clap...clap...bullets hit you like a standing ovation
Twitter fingers turn to litter fingers, bitter niggas
....my little niggas turn to sit-up niggas, when it's crunch time, how they coming at ya core, like 2Pac and Afeni
I'm cockin' the thingy (*cocked gun*), come round my head I'll pop at your beanie (*gunshot*)
It's gang signs, you couldn't throw up if you thots were bulemic
When shit get real/reel you not to be seen/scene with
Talkin' iron, oh the irony, the opps is anaemic
Man since Inception, I was...not the one you thought you could dream with
They comatose, if they ain't hearing me they got to be sleeping
It's not for the weakened, your grind come and stop at the weekend
I'm talking, I'm preaching
We grew to swim with sharks in the deep end and learned from it, churned stomachs where your block could be feasting
You catch a fade, either side, but it's not the mohican
Man stop it, bro tweaking
My hustleground was stocked with Rhodesians
We never sheeping, yours was filled up to the top with Bo Peeps
It's inconquerable frequency, stop it, ain't no stopping the beast in me
Kill you straight with 2 lines, but you talkin bout equally (=)
I'm immortalised for reasons, you surviving off recency
I foretold about the murder, least I still had the decency, nigga

[Outro]
Drop it so easily, seems to be I'm conquering measlies
Wouldn't have the option of seeing me if not for the greenery
...which vegan niggas really thought they could beef wimme


Desire

Lyrics:

[Hook]
I was never made for the lights
Anti-social, anti-postal, I was never made for the likes
If a nigga want beef, then I kill him on wax nigga, I was never made for the fights
I was never made for the slights
Only for the stage with a mic
I was never made for the hype
Even as a kiddy kid, I was on Tom side, I was never made for the mice
From the 6'3, and I'm feelin 6'3, but you more 3-6, just a little more BronBron - you was never made for the Mike/mic
I was never made for the lights
I was never made for the likes
I was never made for the hype

[Verse]
97 king in the mix, I'm a master
I already know what to do, I'm a Pro with the Tools and I came with a little bit of Logic, and you could get a beatdown if I lose Focus...rite?
Studio time coulda never been a thing
Industry niggas I could never entertain
Ballin' like my girl, I look better with a ring
Never should a peasant get to meddle with a king
I cannot pretend that I like some nigga if I dont like one nigga
I'ma bite one, I'ma fight one nigga, I'm a Tyson nigga
I'm a icon livin'
If you do a number on me, I'ma dice one nigga
And I'm never with the bull, I'm a bison nigga
Had ya girly in the dark with the lights on, nigga
Had her wrapped around my body like a python, nigga
Get me mic on, nigga!
24/7, 365 days I been workin' on my- 
Uh uh, (fuck)!
Tryna get this thang just to pop, but its jammin'
Tryna get the game on a lock, but it's famished
Tryna get your name on the top, but it's banished
Tryna get the gains on the spot, but it vanish
Tryna get your thang just to rock, but it's granite
You forgot Ray's on the block, what a madness
Every second (h)ours, I could do this all day
Anybody get it when the food is on the plate
Warriors with me, let my shooters all play
Red dot on your head, you'll be buddhist all day
97 problems and a bitch ain't one of 'em
97 dawgs and a snitch ain't one of 'em
97 songs and I just ain't done with 'em
97 niggas with the 2020-

[Hook]
I was never made for the lights
Anti-social, anti-postal, I was never made for the likes
If a nigga want beef, then I kill him on wax nigga, I was never made for the fights
I was never made for the slights
Only for the stage with a mic
I was never made for the hype
Even as a kiddy kid, I was on Tom side, I was never made for the mice
From the 6'3, and I'm feelin 6'3, but you more 3-6, just a little more BronBron - you was never made for the Mike/mic
Feelin' like Tyson, if I wasn't in the ring, tell me how much woulda stayed for the fight?
I was never made for the hype

97 (prod. by IndrAE)

Listen to my debut project - Anxious Confidence EP!

RayKaz

Popular tracks