Minitoons

Too cold out there to be lonely... It's Cuddle Season :)

Cuddle Season: Volume 1

Cuddle Season

Cuddle Season (Radio Edit)

The Winter Solstice is soon upon us. 
During the holidays, Christmas for many, I'm guessing a bunch of the Saviours of Europe, will get a chance to go home for a tiny bit of time. 
And for those having a soldier in the field, a soldier coming HOME;
Glory to Ukraine.

Coming Home

year 2100

ImLilDre - Slow Motion

I'm owed a debt by love, and these niggas gon' pay
If you see me in the street, better look the other way
Got my eyes on the prize, don't worry bout the pay
If I swear on my life, better, better, know you gon' pay

Hundred to the face, fifty on my waist
I was ridin' round faith, I was ridin' round no faith
Weed in my back pocket, lungs are home safe, uhh
Walked in the club, uhn, shawty is wasted

Upside down, horse shoes you know the face
True religion jeans, could never name drop no fiends
She already looked me dead in my eye, I knew what was,
I knew what was in between her legs, that pussy queefin

I couldnt even believe it
I walked through the door, she opened it up for me
What you mean, like, uh, what do you mean
I can't come inside the church of Mya
Holdin' desire, I'm holdin' on to desire

Buildin' on an empire, I'm buildin' my freedom
My soul's worth releasin', I can't feel these demons
Repeat the beat, hundred to the
Hundred on the belief, hundred to the receipt

I don't keep receipts, I just pay and leave
This shit ain't freestyle, cause I don't do nothing for free
Got my mirror on the left, got my sword on my back
Got no shield with my nigga, my hands gon' fight

I'ma hit, I'ma strife, I'ma defeat every demon
My flow is just, my flow is worth believin
I can hit, I can jump, I can stop, I can rock
I can EQ this beat, i could rode on a pot

I could, I could, I could make the trap jump
And I could make the club pop
When I walk through the store, nigga, you know who's who
Nigga, you know who's who

You don't need to know my name
All you need to see is my face
To know the shit that I say

You don't need to know my face
All you need to see is my name, nigga
You don't need to know my face
All you need to see is my name
There's evil between his eyes, there's blood between

There's blood in my fingernails, there's hate around my neck
There's bitches around my
Bitches suckin' on pipe dreams
I'm comin' at night time into the church of Maya, nigga, don't ask me why

I've seen death before my eyes
I've seen it, I've seen rich
I don't do nothing for free
But trust me, this shit is paid

I put 250 on my feet
I put 450 on my waist
I put 650 in my room

Don't look the other way
Robbers at the door
Whores on the floor
Kicked shanty out last night

I knew she was a whore
I saw the shit between her eyes
The bag closed, the sides
I see the pistol inside

And she is asking me why
I see the future
And robberies on the horizon
Souls, nigga, singin

Niggas are just fighting
Fiends worth believin
And niggas worth killin
And bitches worth demeanin

Hoes worth revealin
Fuck, I'm supposed to believe in

church of maya

if isreal is feeling it then so am i

ONES2FEAR - HER SCENT

nothing left to prove

back to my face

Meet in the Middle

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