more tracks soon
shouts out ntro and omayeh

(akuma)
catch me posted, at my local bodega eatin the best shit
new jersey in this bitch, you fuck around, you might just get hit
pop a pistol like a junkie wit acid, im gettin desperate
i catch you lackin wit no mothafuckin med kit
in this world, the famous want to mold you
you think you fuckin tough, and just because you got a gold tooth
i spit this shit, so you can't say nobody told you
"i want the deep end akuma, i miss the old you"
well he's back, in fact, hes rippin the track 
and know i get a boy whacked, hoe im rushin attacks 
like clickity clack, sip yak, while im smokin ya pack
you keep on talkin allat smack, you better pray you don't lack
arrivin at ya block, and bet im runnin wit the AK
double threat, UMA, i send yo bitch to vay cay
take it to ya crib, i find you hidin and i spray spray
if i ask ya hoe for top, already know that she won't nay say

do the words i speak even fuckin make sense?
why we workin every hour, just to make cents
and how y'all even make a life, cuz fuck latex
the never ending questions, always make my fuckin brain tense
battle royale, you got one chance, but this ain't apex
fightin issues, but you jumpin on the same fence
smoke a blunt, forget ya problems, try to take steps
and take bets if life is real, or is it fake? check

(ntrovurt)
fuck it, listen
keep in mind, when we fuck
she hesitate to do it,
and then she ask me
how i fuck so fluid
yes there's no say so
cuz pesos included
and i gotta get the guap
to make my dreams lucid
i go, yea they get it, that's on folks (that's on my soul!)
you betta recognize homie,
im bout to blow, like a
pakistani wit a backpack
everybody want us to relax, relax
you is not the first ***** 
you far from the last
so what constitutes you to get a pass?
i know, most the times i'm relaxin
i stay on both sides, like michael jackson

(salem)
pounce the beat with aggression,
and i study every bar, until i feel like a freshman
you spit bout fuckin bitches, but can't stand your reflection
fake emcees show the art of deception
i hope this song is affectin
any opp or fuckin dweeb that comes into my direction
y'all will never make me mad or even feed my depression
only thing you'll prolly feed is your unhealthy obsession
then i, pause the beat for a second
have a moment of silence, for all the oppies in heaven
or even ones that alive, ill meet y'all, back wit a weapon
and im gon fuckin survive, regardless ill be a legend (x2)

SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST FT. NTROVURT (PROD. LUKE G)

leatherface, bitch i slaughter the beat
we was doin just fine, til he brought up the streets
tried to be a fuckin thug, ain't even taller then me
i end yo life like a task, hoe, ctrl alt delete
like kidx, on ig, don't text hoes
hide the tec, grip the neck, and cutthroat
climb the net, cock it back, gun echoes
find who's next, and leave em money for the headstone
bitch im posted with x, we spillin bodies and clips
we catch a homi and dip, we sellin molly and scrips
you want a sniff of this shit? we sold ya mommy a zip
i load the tommy and grip, you bitches copy and pick
walk up in my section, bring a pencil, and a clipboard
you ain't ballin out fr, unless you bring ya shit in this court
and you talkin hella shit, but yet you know you got a shit score
these wylin muhfuckas, piss and shit and live on discord

@soskidx
if they told me that i'm gifted,
then this shit is really true isn't it
is it fibs, what if they ripped the truth
into bits, i was a kid and shit was simple
i had different views, then the kids
always clueless to them, 
but the truth is, i was listenin
always knew of bigger shit
incomin' , its beginnin'
the end of the beginnin' means
beginnin' of the end and,
if you isn't with the gang,
i really doubt you'll end up livin'
my soul surely, be saved, 
and these lames finna mimic
i cannot complain, i cannot
i don't even know how many people
hate, i feel safe, with this drake, 
call up josh, and my other bro
today we gon mosh
we gon blaze up the spot
talk down, we may shoot yo mom
aye, im just playin, no im not
im insane, we not on the same wavelength
my brain speaks the language of god

chainsaw w/ kidx (prod. luke g)

in the middle, of enjoying, purely hating life
i love my wifey, but these snakes are always takin bites
fuck me over once, you only get another chance
do ya dance, just mark my words, cuz mothafucka i aint waiting twice
been fucked over so many times, can't even break the ice
making friends, is more random then fuckin shakin dice
and when i start to get lucky, i end up chasing mice
then i catch up the fucker, he try to raise the price
hock spit, mucus travels thru my lungs
and my heart is beatin hardly, to the rhythm of the drums
always caught the bitter taste, my words, they riddle thru the tongue
while i deliver it so harshly, like the bangin of a gun
the ice is melting in my veins, im gettin pissed off
no kristoff, ill beat these mothafuckas til they get soft
get picked off, harder then a fan that tries to rip off
i flip off, any fuckin bozo, bitch im sick, i got a big cough

so if you got a problem raise ya mothafuckin hand
i no longer give a shit, about ya problems, or ya plans
i just want a fuckin homie, who can take a fuckin stand
not no pussy, who be watchin, as i'm ate up by the sand 
if you got a problem raise ya mothafuckin hand
cuz i no longer give a shit, about ya problems, or ya plans
i just want a fuckin homie, who will take a fuckin stand
i don’t want a fuckin pussy, who will watch me eat the sand

WISH (prod. luke g)

vacant mind, my conscience makin a firm split
trapped in lines, and steady spittin the worst shit
overthinkin time, ain't even taken my first hit
and truth will always rhyme, could give a fuck if it hurts bitch
understand beyond focus and make the words fit
fuck a reefer, pass the knowledge, thats that pure shit
doctors cheatin at they college, they can't cure shit
you couldn't take on a major, to even learn this
we can't vibe out forever, you pussies aint ever seen strife
platinum sellin record, on the wall inside my dream life
grippin on the heat, so we just waitin for the green light
pumpin fakes, don't even know what the team like
fuck a friend, they refuse to give back my energy
everyone left and im pissin up on the memories
im sick and fuckin tired, of my life hangin in jeopardy
mentally, shot hot, faster then fuckin kennedy
used to keep my men at ease
and all them fakin fucks, now live in cribs wit high amenities
yung kuma, ain't replacable, y'all couldn't find a remedy
respectfully, to be fair im just a fuckin entity
this the typa shit, that give me soul, its not a sedative
this is what im rappin, i dont care if it's repetitive
if you do not like it, suck my dick until it's sensitive
this is what i think, and i don't care if that shit negative
im burnt out, crashin in apartments like an accident
addicts quit, then they come back rushin for that catalyst
im bad at this, when the fuck i turn into an activist
i guess im passionate, but yet im very fuckin adamant
that shit will never work, 
me and you we not the same, we cut from different fuckin percs
since birth, never gave a flying fuck about this earth
and the worst part is, i never found out my worth
bitches be like akuma bye, stop playin
in the booth and we smokin on high octane
failed in school, but shordy givin me top brain
and i was fighting for blood up until the cops came
intrusive thoughts, i wanna kill him, let the demons do it
and he gon die in my head, long as they keepin to it
you rappers boring, that shit you droppin is sleep inducing
the mic won't work, unless you mothafuckas speak into it
but who am i right
while y'all been holdin it down and keepin the limelight
ever since december, been waitin until the time's right
thought this rap shit ain't forever, my definition is finite
but im the top best
and i don't even try, how is you not pressed
bitch, talk less
don't got time for this shit, bitch you a hot mess

yours truly (churchills down rmx)

the beginning of my sporadic journey
enjoy a small taste

lyrics:
scrap apologies, y'all didn't even love right
start a years amount of arguments in one night
and then probably, can see the fact your son's bright
mind my business, and happiest when the blunt tight
can't wait to see what god's plannin
i plant my feet, and sock the lights until he's not standin
feast your eyes upon his hot planet
ah damnit, y'all cannot tell me this is non-canon
wear a mask, and leave your pain on the shelf
and you could say you beat depression, but you wasn't yourself
keep addictions, leave a stain on ya health
while steady battlin the question, is it worth it for the wealth
took a, step, and found some growth, yall wouldn't like that
im tryna rest, to gather hope, until the light's back,
pain and stress, i ground em both, know where my fight's at
i reach for pep, more rather soul, or else i might snap

sample: destiny's child - she can't love you
manga: vinland saga

no love (prod. salem)

art by @skinstaples

im at the apex of life, call me the peacemaker
know i wish i felt this here, when i was a teenager
seen players, lose love over cheap labor
i had it happen, chose the music over green paper
no better feelin, keepin peace with yourself
know some brothers, think they need to, keep they piece on the shelf
we all just reachin for wealth, or maybe reachin for help
i said no matter what it be, still don't agree with your health,
this the last fuckin time, im gonna cry up on a beat
cuz i stopped committin crimes, won't catch me lyin in the street
old friends, hit the line, when they lives is lookin meek
found my peace of mind, and now they ridin on my meat
give me a second, my fuckin head is hurtin
tried to pray to the gods, they told me heaven's workin
truth be told, wasn't shy, but never extroverted
would never fold, up on the guys, i knew my men were worth it
easy sayin there's no way out, you ain't makin effort
i can see right thru ur movement, like we playin checkers
ran my luck and spilled my drink up all on satan's sweatshirt
and mothafucka, ill be damned if i ain't stayin better
it's been a while ole boy, but don't you get it twisted
ill keep my hope, and stay pushin, my shordy said im gifted
was in the dark for a while and then my conscience shifted
don't give a fuck for a smile, you see my mind is driftin,
scrape the knowledge, bitch im fixin to pass,
im hittin the gas, fast, like im sittin in last,
and fuck a college, i ain't kissin no ass
im rippin this glass, pass, keep my shit in the stash, im fittin the hash
i've been workin so damn hard, i make my stomach ache
steady movin like tacit, im screamin fuck a fake
aint no bitch gonna tell me i gotta pump the brakes
wish i could just say fuck you, and leave it uppercase
bitch i hate how you laughin at when i make mistakes,
shit get me so fuckin heated, i gotta take a break
these bitches lucky im workin, and busy makin cake
droppin out a taste, so y'all mothafuckas can stay awake

WHY I DO EM LIKE THAT

how tragic, ducks down when the clout happens
shout latin, deny god, but never doubt magic
bout dragons, cut down when the mouth yappin
loud clappin, its my shots, if you out lackin
when they rap it sound satirical, so could you start up writin g?
cussin out my psyche, please, i know it's such a sight to see
its truly just a miracle, that i can even strike the beat
dustin off the mic to see, if i still got that fight in me
sip slow, out the wine glass
sit low, and tip toe, until the time pass
ride fast, at least the mothafuckin rhymes last
where my fuckin piece of mind at?
steady stirrin the pot, this ain't gonna end well
a soldier lost in our arms, give him a ten bell
his story lives on, but only if his men tell
your book of words, and how you always worked the pen well
the sky is fallin, caught jason, he in the pit pantin
bitch ass rapper, biggest opp is prolly chris hansen
that shit depressin, wont find me up in this bitch dancin
this shit a dream, i pull my punches, but aint shit landin
i lost my faith in humanity, thats the truth of it 
yall fuckas build careers, just to lose it over stupid shit
went on live and threw a fit, thanks and now you booted bitch
and for the next talent that's comin, ur gettin muted quick
what a shame, right?
any artist could be great, but they the same, like
they never changin, always stickin to the game tight
then they get exposed, and run away, upon the same night
pussy boy, better stop and listen
even as a child, never had a pot to piss in
we was throwin shots, til the fuckin choppa glisten
pockets ridden, we wasn't gonna stop, til the top was spinnin
keep a rocket hidden

god's seat [ghowste]

mood swingin in, and my thoughts are constant cavin in
savin skin, im caught inside the web, and got crocheted in it
told my brother we gon stay akin
keep my focus, lookin forward til the day begin
keep the peace, and leave my anger to bottle
y'all gon push me to the edge, but ill try not to throttle
they told me leave it in, i feel like im beginning to swallow
bleach my eyes, but i cant stop myself from seein the hollows
i told you i was done with hate
even if i gotta force myself, im still gon make this great
even if these mothafuckas, still tryna eat off my plate
im still gon make that fuckin weight
i keep my chin tucked, and im crossin wit my arms up
rollin wit these punches, you could never crack the guard of
yung akuma, lift ya soul, and give that hard love
now its time to get them flowers that im starved of
im not a man, but you'll see how far this road goes
oh no, saw his cursed energy, like gojo
i won't let em fuck my mojo
all these bitches i be baggin, woulda thought my name was frodo
bartender, can i get me a drink?
servin straight sewage, came from out the bottom of sink
straight pissed, if you a gangster, then we prolly could link
you prolly shootin, if you watch your homie caught in a blink
any rapper worth his salt, is gonna keep it a buck
and if you tryna make a hit, then im not givin a fuck
now you feel that you stuck, and now you think it all suck
so you tryna make the best shit, but ain't sittin in luck
man fuck the liquor i ain't offa the drank,
still ain't no time to bicker, bitch im leanin offa the stank
well look who's coughin today? this pussy lost in his state, 
you too green, ill have you runnin, you get caught in this rank
you paranoid, your hands are shakin, and you scared of noise
ain't no time to be fakin, now get to squarin boy,
i take a knock at ya teeth, my brothers share the joy
lyin in ya despair, i let you stare the void

prey [ghowste]

never trustin a soul, as long as the doubt lasts
see myself in the hood, and i was the outcast
never casted a stone, and would never shout fast
til i went and moved out my jungle, was never bout that
would never lie or give pity, i leave them faces bloody
found my pride, in my city, they thought my shit was funny
fake ass gangster, tryna @ me, bitch i take ya money
call my bro'nem, up from philly, it ain't always sunny
my eyes have closed to forgiveness, so fuck yo second chance
you shoulda minded ya buisness, stuck in yo present stance
you rappers buggin, you be clubbin, huggin up on fans
the stick im uppin, if he duckin, imma let him dance,
i can't sip nun of that drank, know damn well that i can't act right
if im leavin leanin, you get heated, like a crack pipe
thinkin that you ranked, dumb as hell, you leakin magstripes
geekin, bitch im tweakin, keep a g, and then i pack tight
you get tat up, murked, pussy boy i get you smacked up
yo bad luck, turnt, oh i know that you a mad fuck
yo raps a fuckin joke, and you got mad i said ya trash suck
saw him thru the smoke, while scopin in like i was glaz ugh
y'all fuckin stupid, can't believe im in this category
these bars are ruthless, y'all can't read into the allegories
im way too fluid, took a minute, and now im back in glory
postin this shit useless, motherfuckers better clap for me
get wit the fuckin process, pussy boy could you talk less?
ain't listen to the new single, you havin stunted progress
ain't coppin it, can't top this shit, you bitches best be watchin this
it's rap apocalypse, hoe take ya track and go re-polish it
fuck yo politics, you watch yo fuckin words, and then you 
swallow it, you talk bout sbc, you catchin hollow tips, 
plottin shit, fuck yo music, rap game monotonous
yo shit is profitless, you can't deliver with that weak ass confidence 
you fuckin fool, i shoulda known that you would lack vision
thought you was cool, and you was wit me for my last mission
ass kissin' bitches, always bringin up the past innit?
fast whippin, hit the fuckin gas, and im passin it
so bitch im sorry i, can't stay to watch the party die,
so many shitty rappers, mothafuckas think they carti, why?
hope that you die lit, no but really, i hope you would die, 
suck my fuckin dick, if you dont like it, this my own goodbye

yours truly pt. 2 (watch the party die rmx)

movin wit that pack n bitch im mobile like im boost
catch me out in traffic bitch im ridin wit that boof
where the fuck he at lil bitch i pull up and i shoot
catch him out he lackin fuckin hit him wit that tool
off gin, need a kickstand
bitch sayin, i aint gonna make it, u a big fan
you fuckin rappers steady spittin outta tin can
yo shit bland, i wont listen to that shit man
the music dyin, blood is seepin out the organ
unfortunately, im watchin it die, and while steady pourin this,
bored of shit, i ain't checkin in, ill be ignoring
im snorin bitch, tell em bring the best, i leave here floorin it

BITCH IM STEADY SMOKIN STRONG LIKE
PACKIN HEAVY IN THIS BONG LIKE
WHILE IM WRITIN UP THESE SONGS LIKE..
TELL THEM RAPPERS THAT ITS ON SIGHT.

on sight [ghowste]

smoke until i cannot feel the pain inside my chest
pussy boy u cannot fuckin hang out wit the best
get to packin, if he lackin, imma aim in wit the tec
catch me trappin, neva happen, bitch im stainless im a vet
if i aim it @ his head, then i prolly wouldn't need 2-
bullets til u dead, bitch I watch the maggots eat food
i can't lie, imma recluse, but 4 real aint nobody i speak 2,
brodie hit my phone, like get the fuck up off my meat dude
i don't wanna b here, id be leavin if i could
nature boy yung kuma roll the green up in a wood
do not ask me for no feature, i ain't feelin like i should
skater boy, like creature, catch me healin in my hood
yung sage, they been stuck on studyin the feng shui
broke but im still ballin, i ain't fallin for no pump fake
i aint fuckin joshin, pussy boy i really up drakes
see me while im moshin pussy boy u gettin tucked, aye
nothin here 2 care about, 
pull up to his crib, when i hear him, fuckin air it out
way too many snakes, only prayin that we snare em out
when they kno u fake, on my soul, no he wont bare the clout
thas the sound of the drum, is it rushing?
or is it draggin, like fletcher, concuss him
all on yo block, like remember, no russian
u shit talk a lot, 1v1 me on rust then

stainless (prod. legos)

a song that references drugs multiple times wit death n murder mixed in

(lyrics)
watch how you speak to yo elders
don't fuck wit link n ian talkin bout the legend of zelda
im way too grown, get paid in hours, im just fundin for shelter
i face the cone, can't fuck wit powder, but im bumpin griselda
on the westside, actually im eastside gunnin,
if he reach, shots comin, like its siege, i run it
ima breach like buck, and hit a beat like im sluggin
like you a beach guy, never hit the streets guy
you should talk the least, shordy had you whipped, dog walkin on the leash
got you tossin in ya sleep, caught lost in a dream, 
why you walkin like you me, str8 hawkin on my meat
smoke an officer in ski, and bitch i off him in discreet
you go get a bag, and you go spend it on the same thang
when i get a bag, i fuckin flip it and i maintain
and we don't waste time, i fuckin did it on the same day
pussy boy you whining, outta line, oh its a damn shame
walkin like a zombie, off the alc, she give the whole brain
feel like lil peep, shawty ask me for the cocaine
we not fuckin wit your team, yall mothafuckas so lame
2k bitch the 14, keep a cutta on my soul gang
rick rose, everyday im always hustlin'
what that hoe say, on my dick bitch you be guzzlin
run up make a ruckus, you can't cope wit all that sufferin
bloodsuckin fuckas, bitch im hopin that you strugglin
pop him like the flash, lil bitch im fast and when im comin in
blame it on the lag, lil bitch i hit him while he's buffering
like tell me what you mutterin, i ain't fucking stutterin
hoppin on the gas, lil bitch i got the engine sputterin
forgiato rims, up on the sedan
fah fah, all up on yo body, act a big man
shordy actin eager, you gon need watch yo bitch fam
leaning tower pisa, on my money, how the shit stand
i keep a beam, throw me green, if you seekin a soldier
but ion need the pistola, im sippin inca no kola
pull up on the scene, wit the steam, pussy boy i could fold ya
bitch i be feenin for doja, i don't sip lean i jus roll up
so much reefer i been smokin its habitual
if i catch u bitchin we gon put u in a ritual
im sendin out subliminals, im critical wit syllables
standin next 2 me u fuckin rappers look so pitiful

degenerate rap song for thugs [ghowste]

i put some good work into this one hope u enjoy
prod. ghowste

ain't even started, muhfucka we on the home page
too many opps in my phone, that i cannot locate
my heart be racin, shit be locked up in a whole cage
why ain't you chasin down a bag at yo grown age
you should be kissin my ass, you shouldn't show rage
you need to learn some fuckin class, you from the stone age
don't wait, if you wanna fight, just come and show face
bitch i be so gettin mad, i could not throw fakes
straight hands in this bitch, fuck around wit me, ya mans gettin hit
bitch we planned for the lick, you in the stands gettin hit
comin out the jungle, feelin like im tarzan wit the switch
comin off the fungal, five grams of the shit
heroic doses, and its rich n potent
coast to coast, just do the most, i leave you bitches hopeless
sickest muhfucka, without a diagnosis
on the real, i hope you die n then nobody notice
left wit yo body open, back on the block we totin
rocks in my sake floatin, sippin you prolly know it
ginjo in my cup, fullbringin, if my oppy showin
yung kenpachi, catch a homi, where is my opponent
drink bleach, mothafucka, 
you don't practice what u preach mothafucka
all that shit was cap, go take it back, like u a freak mothafucka
caught you in the act, like take a seat mothafucka
have u runnin through these streets, without yo shoes
saw yo brodie leakin, you just found him on the news
fuck it, we can gun it, go and round up all the dudes
in the ground, i found yo crew, and if you wildin, imma shoot

got no rotation, bitch im chainin blunts in isolation
the flows are bakin, pussy boy yo shit is microwavin
no time for waitin, just ride the wave n, dont mind the hatin
won't talk to god, but best believe im gon be fightin satan
and if you got sum shit to say, then i implore to step in
ya bitch be suckin ma dick, sprayin that chloraseptic
so if i come where u reppin, pussy be sure to check in
lethal injection, if i walk up, youll need more then weapons
we droppin a-bombs, smokin on the napalm
i feel like im bubba, by the way i leave his face gone
i could never stay calm, turn the fuckin bass on
shittyboyz im bumpin, bitch we listenin to late tron
bitch my shit is certified, ain't heard of guys, that rappin like this
poetic anger versified, you just be flappin ya lips
can't load the chamber, you a nervous guy, you cappin like shit
like john kramer, gotta earn ya life, get napped in yo crib
if you walk around, you better have yo fuckn pipe near
pussy boy he told me, he gon pull up, ill b right here
u spent a band on strippers, while i spent it on this sight here
sippin on that liquor, cuz i do not fuckin like beer
pixar money, bitch im buzzin like im lightyear
you won't get far dummy, keep on sippin on that sprite clear
boy yo shit is ass when i heard i hadda fight tears
boy i cannot pass, you better earn it, on the mic here
got my blade damascus, bitch im maskin, while i run it up
out in calabasas, smokin on alaskan thunderfuck
pussy boy he askin, for the gas, i will not smoke ya up
tap in for the pack, like im the captain, bitch im tokin up
like truth is what im rollin up, got the gin im poin up
shooters off the dro, they stay on go, lil bitch we showin up
you mad cuz can't roll wit us, 2k mop the floor wit yuhz
stayin on my flow, like what you kno, lil bitch im blowin up

kenpachi [ghowste]

and nothing was ever the same

shordy told me, i should rid myself of bad thoughts
put that shit in words, and when im writin, let the pen talk
tussin wit the tussin, can't remember when we last fought
rollin off a bus, right after school, i had my meds bought
zen walk, geekin out in public, cuz i hate it here
xan zombie, takin all the yams, so i ain't made of fear
only started buggin, til akuma started stayin here
and it was all for nothin, hopin salem fuckin made this clear
bed rottin, make a deep impression on my bed
watch the shells drop, dreamin for a death that isn't red
i got the feds talkin, lost in my depression, and instead of a 
friend watchin, i was all alone inside my head
i had no one to defend, or to look for an attack
and when i didn't have it, who would keep you fuckas from the lack?
and if bro was talkin shit, you know i'd get him for his back
im just keepin shit a stack, whoever wanted it, get packed up
and now you bitches wanna act tough,
surrounding, wack fucks, they only hatin, cuz they lack love
movin all alone, you really dolo, got no backup
yet you quick to hit the gram, about the problems that you rack up
so please continue, count me out, it wasn't meant to be
i put off my own problems, for these chumps, i treated preciously
help whoever need it, free sauce, im givin recipes
just to talk bout nothin, and get treated like im secondly

secondly [ghowste]

I NO LONGER GIVE A SHIT BOUT HOLDIN ONTO MUSIC IM POSTIN EVERY 2 WEEKS PEEP THE DROP OR DONT FUCKBOY
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HOE I TAKE YO FUCKIN EGO, AND I EAT THAT
SHE DROPPIN HA ADDY, BITCH IM STAYIN WHERE MA FEET AT
PUSSY BOY YOU KNO MA ELO, COME N TRY 2 MEET THAT
SLIDIN OUT W/ TABBY, GET 2 SQUEEZN, WHERE THA CHEESE @
(WALL OPEN!) LIKE ORYX, HOW I BREACH THAT
PUSSY BOY U BORIN, HOW THA FUCK AM I GON TEACH THAT
IF BULLETS GET 2 POURIN, BETTA FIND OUT WHERE YO KEYS AT
LIKE KEEF, IM FUCKN SCORIN, BITCH IM SMOKN, WHERE MA PIECE AT
BITCH U LOVE 2 FLEX, ION FUCK W/ IT
ACT A FUCKN FOOL, N IMMA HAVE 2 GET 2 DUMPIN IT
STR8 UPPIN IT, AINT NO FUCKN USE FOR U, AINT DUCKIN IT
CANT RUN FROM IT, GRAB MA FUCKIN TOOL, LIL BITCH IM TUCKIN IT
BITCH IM RUNNIN 4 DEEP, IF YOU KEEP TALKIN THAT SHIT NOW
U BIG CLOWN, PULL UP 2 THE SPOT REAL SLO, WIT STIX OUT
BITCH IM WIT 2014, BEST BELIEVE WE AIR YO CRIB OUT
NOW GET DOWN, ALL UP ON YO BLOCK, IM GETTIN RICH NOW
BITCH U HAVE NO PRESENCE, STEADY SECOND GUESSIN
ALWAYS TRYNA FIND OUT, HOW THE PPL GET THEY BLESSIN
BITCH STOP ASKIN ALLEM QUESTIONS, KEEP IT PRESSIN
I AINT BOUT 2 WORRY BOUT NO LITTLE FUCKIN LESSON
TELL ME, WHY THEY ACTIN FUNNY? I FEEL LIFTED
IMMA GET THIS MONEY, KEEP A MOTHAFUCKIN DISTANCE
BITCH I GET ROTISSERIE, IM TALKN BOUT DA CHICKEN
SAME DAY DELIVERY, IM PUSHIN LIKE A PISTON

ELO [ROLLIE]

new track on me, i ain't droppin it
sabotaged  myself, becuz im worried, that ill flop the shit
i can't fuckin lie, i got too high, i had to stop it quick
features wanna try, but wit the guys, you know we clockin it
P5, walk em down, won't catch me round a feline
if you cannot talk it, have you joggin, get yo knees high
he think that he goggins, bitch you catchin all the free fye
three eyes on me, so you know i always see why
like let me get a plate, let me eat the verse
talkin on yung kuma, come and get yo fuckin beatin first
checkin on me get you fuckin hurt, boy im sweet as dirt
ice around my neck, lil bitch you touch it, you get freezer burn
i was jukin 12, go hide n wait, when i was 13
14 in the cut, fly out the way, you bitches dirt cheap
shordy bump this shit, but she not hearin what the words mean
finna up the switch, im fuckin clearin, smokin terpenes
cyberpunk my weapon, bitch im maxin on attachments
every bar they kleppin, pussy boy you hadda stash it
counter strike im steppin, holdin shift, to catch u lackin
global, the elite, im tappin heads up in this rap shit
knew that i was broken, never runnin from the pain
if you hatin on my motion, bitch come get in the paint
hoe we snipin wit the mosin, imma up it at his brain
brodie get too close, n imma leave this fucka wit a stain
fah fah, poppin off the glock
and i never gave a fuck, i really off him on his block
pussy boy be talkin loud, but only when he in his blog
and yo shordy sellin box, she tryna smoke up on a rock
my heart grew evil, when the spiteful hit
and if u hit me up, just kno im leavin out insightful hints
most of people, ain't gon like my shit
but i wont pay no mind, im pressin on, thats why i write this shit

frostbite freestyle [splurcetti]

flexin wit no bred, like bitch you need to pay the bills
you be oppin on a fed, but you aint came into the drill
poppin off his head, lil bitch im playin for the thrill
for the love of the game, for the pain, for the kill
and im rockin out wit sin, we make em double back
before i wasn't lockin in, you kno i had to run it back
dont put out my blunt, i neva said that i was done wit that
smokin on these runtz, it got me feelin like, another track
that boy, don't like me, bitch i been known
slice em, and i dice em, bitch im feelin like im kimbo
know i had to price em, but im never givin info
and shordy she a lifer, im sellin whiter then my skin tone
and you know im sippin jose, 
fuck another shot, cuz bitch i dropped it in my oj
smokin by my lonely, cuz i never wanna rotate
if you try to hoe me, imma diss u in the flow state,
got a pack on me, i ain't gonna flip it, bet yo shordy
throw it back on me, i ain't gonna hit it,
said you chasin on a sack homie, ion really get it
tell me what the fuck is that homie, you ain't fuckin women
u ain't fuckin winnin, chillin at the bottom, boy you lookin  like a bitch 
i could not imagine, being stuck in that position
like all yo shit is wack, don't even cap about no vision
get it scrapped, don't come back into this mothafuckin kitchen
chip on the shoulder, but it's comin off the block
as long as i get older, gon be reachin for the top
straight seethin like my pops, and bitch im never gonna stop
keep my culture from the mob, im like sopranos wit the mop
bro you baggin groceries, not bodies, get to clockin in 
hit that fuckin lick right down at kroger, while im shoppin it
gromit you got ovaries, you pussy, get to droppin it
caught you at the club without a bitch, and you was poppin it
please put the down the mic, you fuckin suck
rest in peace, or rather piss, im puttin gromit in this blunt
you can't bag a bitch, not wit that shit, you runnin up 
got a chomo in this pack, you pushin back, we rollin up

FOR THE LOVE OF THE GAME [SPLURCETTI]

fuck it im releasing it today too much fire to contain enjoy

we all gettin wasted, pick a side you wanna die to
think you know whats best for me, muhfucka i despise you
get the fuck up off my dick, no i dont really like you
they all on my body, but im rocky how i fight through
i ain't at the function, if im comin, id be drummin
im in that lick, im jumpin, got a hundred in yo stomach
when i press that button mothafuckas get to duckin
like bitch im up to somethin, i can't front or give a fuck and
if you wanna hate me, come and find me, dont be bluffin
i don't rock designer, but somehow i still be stuntin
like if i had the finer things, i prolly would be punchin
and scammin like im stacy, all the fraud i would be touchin
i got blanks, but i ain't talkin bout the rounds up in this gun
i got ya life up in my hands, muhfucka know im not the one
you better thank me, if i rock you and i only did it once
cuz if i hit you and ya mans, ill make you cry like you my son
i really fly offa rip, if i see one of them stankin ass glenwood hoes
i cannot lie, couldn't fuck with those bitches not even out touchin a ten foot pole
i seen his eyes, he a lick, if i run up im bettin his men look froze
you know im reachin inside of the whip, what his last words, muhfucka hell gon kno
and if i get capped in the first, know im takin this track, put it back in the hearse
full on attackin, im rackin the work, i don't really throw hands, lemme pass you a verse 
yo shordy clap for a perc, in the back of the day, woulda laughed at a nerd
and i make it happen, my word, i don't want any smoke, but i really will pack you to dirt
shawty wanna be so bad like bitch you cannot hold my gun
3.5 in the dutch, like tree sap, bitch got wax all in my blunt
flew by, got dope all in my lungs, i'm too high i can't feel nun
you cannot toke that wit my son, we up this steel n just for fun
like bitch dont try to run, this bullet take u faster off yo feet
like bro that shit is obsolete, walk in the mall im coppin heat
this bitch gon try to clown, like fuck u mad cuz u aint poppin g
aint shit around thas stoppin me, i spit that shit like socrates

some fye shit [segway]

made 4 fun

sit in the back, in my armor, i cannot get busy, they wouldn't fuck 
wit me, i cannot stay for the fifty, them muhfuckas would never miss me, who the fuck
wit me, only see god and the whiskey, im off a whole bottle but tipsy, father
forgive me, take it to garner, i promise, ill give it all back to my city.. 
december, i fall like the snow, i cannot move the weight, and im pushin 
my temper, how you rock wit a hoe, but then say that you couldn't relate, 
i return to the sender, couldn't talk on this flow, but i know that you always gon hate
you can suck on my member, they be watchin for dough, i cannot get you offa my plate,
ay, never think of the positive shit while im touchin the money, i run a band
and come back in the morning, im covered in blood, how you think that its funny, 
dont understand how the fuck you be talkin so much, in the back, all yo people are dummies,

like y'all mothafuckas retarded, back in the stu, and im goin out heartless
im doin me, thats regardless, muhfuckas walkin around wit a target
dot on yo back, like who marked it, shotty on me, its a muhfuckin argus

wait 4 u freestyle [4head]

there's a lot that isn't right wit me
nobody hear my words, not for the life of me
spitefully, i grab this fuckin mic, they got no stripes to me
yo shit is not that nice to me, its guttin like a knife in me 
you could try yo fuckin best, its not enough
so now i couldn't give a fuck about no set, just run it up
i leave you people to the rest, no longer care bout puffin up
my chest, you bitches couldn't test me, in this shit im number one
y'all fuckin gassed him, now just look at what hes done
like how the fuck they pass me, but aint ever sounded tough
wipin shit like vaseline, they movin round the cut
now if you movin out too passively, get treated like a runt
let me talk my shit, too much, and imma air it out
cuz i don't got much left, up in this bitch to care about
i don't see them mothafuckas sharin now
so you can keep the trash, you bitches steady blarin out
run a different grind, and everytime i wouldn't see the funds
only thing thas mine , is all my time, and i don't need the fuss
why these bitches think they fine enough for me to fuck, 
hold the fuckin line, who wanna mind inside my scene, its up
every fuckin time i chase the bred, i feel like nevermind
please just stay away, im on a plain, and i dont ever fly
you don't got the answer, sway, i promise you could never find
so please just mind ya manners, if you think that you a friend of mine
i just smoked the last fuckin gram, and now the plug dry 
so now you know im pissed, don't even bother tryna come by
whatever that you like, im hatin, i don't give a fuck why
unless you got a j, then we can smoke it, and get dumb high
rappin wit intention, like the track itself a sigil
better walk wit high discretion, or yo life is sacrifical
if you keep on talkin shit, i'll light yo candle at the vigil
woulda thought his name was malcolm, how i popped him in the middle
of his mothafuckin forehead
run up on me bro, and you gon end up makin your bed
hazardous the flow, i leave you bitches eatin more lead
atomic on the notes, i got the code right to the warhead
i keep sweatin through this pain, i won't forget
all them mothafuckin people, and came around, and they left
right, and i guess its all my fault, i never kept up
fight, for my reasons, and my flaws, i hold my head up

No, I'm Not A Rapper. [dreey]

i cannot come up with anything just take this

not yo typa music, yet you sayin that you fuck wit it
different ways of sayin, you ain't listen, im so done wit it
at this fuckin point, i couldn't care if my shits plummeted 
work my fuckin ass off, just for nothin, (of) course, im grudgin bitch
straight from out the dungeon, nuts im draggin, and im clutchin shit
got these docs from london, for the action, if you run up bitch
these mothafuckas actin like they better, yet they suckin dick
waxing fake ass love, no i don't want it, i can't fuck wit it

twirl this raw up on the couch, and keep my doubts
humanity desyncin, n y'all be the followin the route
nobody really love this shit, they really want the clout
and theres only few considered, in this shit to make it out
make it out, i can't fuckin make it out
nicotine, like breath to me, i cannot go a day without
im sure they couldn't wait to mouth, so what you got to say about
when im in pain, but im real paid, n pullin racks in great amounts,

unnamedtrack [fubar]

og song by amg dolo

rememberin back in the day, i was poppin the pillies, to hopefully die
me and the xan, got a history, rockin like milly, but truthfully livin a lie  
and why doesn't nobody listen, you hearin the music, but nobody feelin the vibe
im bouta crash the fuck out in this bitch, cause nobody is hearin the way that i cry
get the fuck out my face, i ain't fixin nobody, who ain't givin time
im takin all of the space, that you had in my head, and im leavin it fried
lie to yourself, all you want yung akuma, but what are you seekin between all the lines
this shit is life, it was never a hobby, im puttin my soul into all of these rhymes
all i feel is pain, pray the benzo numb me, heal my fuckin brain
take me out this cycle, got no fuckin buttons, for this game
i don't got no lane, im way too self-aware, i guess its lame
i hate my fuckin mind, why is it that i always misbehave
cause i can't trust nobody, first one to come fake wit the fye, bitch is leavin wit 
no body, shawty lean into yo body, all these bitches around you cuz they want a 
new copy, mothafuckas they don't got me, bitch im bodyin shit im old gotti
and these people wanna fuck wit me all of a sudden, i don't wanna speak
get the fuck out of the stu, bitch im trying to eat
burnin this shit like im hades, im pharmacy cookin i feel like the old 83
and if you gon lie to my face, and talk under ya breath, boy that shit is just hoein to me
stand on whatever i say, mothafuckas be foldin too quickly, it's over to me
where the fuck my patience go, i couldn't know
make sense that im by myself, at least i got a place at home
complacent in my problems, i can't find myself, im stuck outside the nature zone
please just keep yo distance, walk away like fuck yo placement bro

corrupted files (rmx) prod. amgdolo

PROSTHESTIK @user-313346216
show some love to bro and run this shit up

MONEY CANT UNLAME YOU w/ PROSTHESTIK [neetro2x]

no more dreamin, for the old clown,
the one who ran it up, and swore that he would never fold down
credits to reality strikin, who stole the whole crown
actors more then features im likin, man fuck the whole town
the nasty taste, sits at the back of ya throat
and if you wake up way too late, you get it stashed in the nose
go head mask it wit the jack, we just been the passin thru lows
and if you fuck up my high, then i get to slappin you hoes
smacked him like im trax, and wit the hand that got a rolex
tokin thru the pack, and i wont roll less
and i be restin the dough, but shit ain't gonna stretch on its own
best keep a vest in the clothes, invest in a dress cuz you hoes
are really pussy, won't push me, mothafucka just look me,
in the eyes, you think that yo shit is fye? you rappers livin a lie
passin disguise, you mothafuckas make me sick, wanna die
rats in the race, it wasn't meant to be, just look at the time

itsnotclockingtoyou [ghowste]

lil whore, score bitches like a touchdown
wrist green, while im walkin w a bussdown
i'll get a ak, now who wanna clutch now?
im at yo function, we deep like wassup now
talkin that shit, get you hunted, get run down
pick up karambit, im puttin the gun down
got you a heater, now you think you up now
don't ask what i'm grabbin, this pistol is tucked down
duckin the police, we hunnid on highway
glock 41, with a dot, up on my waist
talk down on rell, and i'm leavin you sideways
catch you on sunday, ill catch you on friday
yo lady alright, man at least she is fuckable
eat on her pussy,  like fuckin uncrustable
internet talkin, like you so untouchable
when i pull up, pack you up like a lunchable
shoot up the party, im leavin no evidence
lil home invasion, we up in yo residence
pockets stay fat, man they filled up with presidents
my neck is cold, like the snow in the revenant
smokin on pressure, im poppin on medicine
i love my stove, like im muhfuckin eddison
actin a hard ass, but you are so feminine
actin so pussy, you oozin out estrogen

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