2Pac ft. Nate Dogg, Big Syke, Daz Dillinger - Walk By

Run For Your Love

(Get a load… get a load… get a load of my batshit orders…)
scratch
What? huh? yeah…

Get a load of my batshit orders,
Eat the crumbs from my toasted borders.
Put my remains in a mailbox low,
River run red when the reptiles show.

Dip that gravy in the brown sauce pot,
Serve me death on a plate still hot.
Eyes of a pig with a serpent’s wings,
Devil in the grass when the night bell rings.

Crawl through static, dust in lungs,
Beat too raw make the whole block numb.
Fox and hare on the lawn still spin,
Shadow in the dark let the madness in.

Clock strike twelve, hallway froze,
Hands too rough, mask don’t show.
No turning back, the sack too black,
What? huh? what? can’t run from that.

Yeah… oh… yeah… oh…
What? huh? what? huh?
Yeah… oh… yeah… oh…
What? what? what? what?

Voices low when the tape rewind,
Snakes on the lawn still twist my mind.
Serve me pain with a crystal glass,
Life too short so I move too fast.

Crocodiles feast where the water’s black,
Mailbox closed, don’t send that back.
Phonk too deep with a death-row bass,
Ghosts in the trunk make the street vibrate.

Blood on the floor where the echoes hide,
No windows here, no doors inside.
No mercy shown, no chance, no flag,
What you fear most in the black bag.

I’m the glitch in the funk, distortion scream,
Chopped-up loop in a broken dream.
What? huh? what? fill the void,
Static employed while the world destroyed.

Yeah… oh… yeah… oh…
What? huh? what? huh?
Yeah… oh… yeah… oh…
What? what? what? what?

Who? (what?) where? (what?)
Why? (what?) what? (what?)
Loop that tape, let it bleed, don’t stop,
Funk so raw make the coffin drop.

Basement dark with the red light glow,
Southside heat where the lost ones go.
Trunk too heavy with the 808,
World too slow when the clocks rotate.

Skull on the dash with a crooked grin,
Ash in the cup, pour the poison in.
Gold tooth shine in a bloodstain mask,
Every last breath in a black bag fast.

No name, no face, no flag, no voice,
Phonk too loud, no other choice.
From the grave to the street, I spit this hymn,
Ghost ride clean while the night stay grim.

Ride in the dark with a chopped-up prayer,
Funk in the system, death in the air.
What? huh? what? can’t escape,
This the sound that seals your fate.

Yeah… oh… yeah… oh…
What? huh? what? huh?
Yeah… oh… yeah… oh…
What? what? what? what?

What… what… what…
Yeah… oh… yeah… oh…
(Repeat, chopped, fade out)

What? huh? what? (Phonk Rap reload)

Overdose

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Calen - Die Like This

PROD: @seriouzbeats | FEAT @calenraps & @nona-cisum | MIX/MASTER: Dino & Nona | Art by @LSDoomGFX on twitter! | 
1st Single from Dino Noir's upcoming album, "Sauvignon blanc"
Lyrics:

[HOOK: DINO NOIR]

Way she move that body she gotta be dancing,
Oooohhhh,
I Could change yo fucking life,
Baby come wit me tonight,
X2
(Night X4)
Baby come wit me tonight
(Night X4)
I could Change yo fucking life,
(Life X4)
I could Change yo fucking,
Huh,
If come wit me to...wait,
I could Change yo fucking life,

[VERSE 1: DINO NOIR]

Way she move that body she gotta be dancing,
Pop another Molly she calling me handsome,
Then she gave me her number to call her on her Samsung,
For tomorrow cuz right now shawty taking them pants off,
Lemme see you do the rodeo,
Hit it from the back give you scolios, 
When i finish got her feeling like polio,
Grinding on me like I was the only pole,
Huh
Hunnids on hunnids,
I brought them ones in abundance,
N I could you see you looking at it like you want it you want it,
I know you need it for the Nissan,
Hmu if you need summmmm,
Huh,
Droppin & poppin it,
Pocketing profits so properly,
Dodging this poverty probably copping some property,
Calling me papi like she from PR,
Clicking the keys to see where my Jeep parked,
Wonder how many dudes she had fucked wit in her life,
Fuck it don't matter just tell me that tha pussy mine,
Feel like Miguel when I'm singing to her in shower,
If she know one thang it's pussy is power,
And she all powerful,
So you know I had to ask what the powder for,
You don't need the cocaine,
I just seen you do ya fuckin thang,
Wit no shame, 
Sorry if I'm profane,
But you propane when you blow brains, uh...

[HOOK/DROPOUT]

[VERSE 2: CALENRAPS]

I'm only asking for a night,
Cuz life is short,
How I'm not ya type?
You ain't met my type before,
Baby I could give you life, 
And life support,
N you can make your own choice,
I won't apply no force,
A lady at the store,
A freak behind closed doors,
I want it all and more,
I wanna fight those wars,
I know you hear the noise,
So you ain't quite so sure,
But ain't no room for no other n inside yo voids,
I'll get you done right,
N I don't want no trouble lil mama,
And maybe one night,
Could turn into a couple lil mama,
I can't believe there's really n out her dubbin you mama,
And I just rented out a room up at the W mama,
And you can come thru,
Only if you want to,
Love to see the sunlight,
Hit you thru the sunroof,
Since it's only one night,
Girl there's only one rule,
We can do any mothafuckin thing you want to,
& I'm on ten!

[OUTRO]

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