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The Moon Above

Rich Junky

Produced By: FLAGMAN

Lyrics:

Big bands
Big poise
Big straps
Big toys
Big numbers
Big plays
Everything big from the stones in the chain
Everything cold like the snow that she take
Money stay old but it grow in the bank
Stay 'bout the code but they turn round and snake
Heart turning cold 'cause they all turning fake
I got the paper, dinero, i ball like Banchero, i shoot and they turn into magic
Nobody pointing an arrow, i had to go feral and work so that nobody passing
All of these rappers Will Farrell, they acting
They turnin' scarecrow when we start to blast it
I'm throwing barrels, i feel like a beast
They fighting, but ain't no one fighting like me

They not my degree 'cause boy, i'm a master
Tory Lanez bullets, you turn to a dancer
Gorilla the clip, this bitch a banana
It leave you looking like strawberry, strawberry
I tell an opp to watch that boy's manners
Run from the cops, can't be in a slammer
We get a drop, we slidin' wit hammers
We leave you looking like strawberry fanta, leakin'
All of these bitches be tweaking
Thinking i'll slide for the weekend, geekin'
All of this smoke got me tweakin'
All white like the pope
Boy, these diamonds be sinking, titanic
Bitch, i'm a money fanatic
Bands up on bands, get 'em wrapped in elastic, rubber
I burn that shit in the hummer
Bitch, i'm the shit and they know by the numbers

Big bands
Big poise
Big straps
Big toys
Big numbers
Big plays
Everything big from the stones in the chain
Everything cold like the snow that she take
Money stay old but it grow in the bank
Stay 'bout the code but they turn round and snake
Heart turning cold 'cause they all turning fake
I got the paper, dinero, i ball like Banchero, i shoot and they turn into magic
Nobody pointing an arrow, i had to go feral and work so that nobody passing
All of these rappers Will Farrell, they acting
They turnin' scarecrow when we start to blast it
I'm throwing barrels, i feel like a beast
They fighting, but ain't no one fighting like me

Not fighting like me
They fighting a beast
I'm off of that herbo and boy, i'm a G
I'm moving like shwervo
The foreign ain't leased
Exotic, it's purple, it flew overseas
Boy, i'm a king, i need me a crown
Fuck with the team, we gon' blow ya ass down
I need a ring 'cause bitch, i'm a champ
They start to know that i'm gon' be the man
All of this heat hit ya face like a tan
Whip spin around like the blades on a fan
Blood spilling out like it's strawberry jam
Don't come around 'less you got you a plan
Don't hit my line 'less you got you a band
No feature from me if it ain't for a rack
I put in work when you throw me a stack
I fuck up the track, i get you a plaque
Get you a bag, get you a duffle
Can't hear the shot 'cause we put on a muzzle
Slide in this muscle, they don't want tussle
Taking his shit when it hit like a fumble
Shawty got cake like a muhfuckin' funnel
I got the vision like i'm in a tunnel
Choppa Ali 'cause it sting like a bumble
Call me Mowgli, i was raised in the jungle
These Benjamins be my benefactor
I be tryna rack it like a tennis actor
When they sin on the net? that's tennis backwards
Shawty look like Livvy, how she bending backwards
I rock fear of god, only god can scare me
You can catch a shot like you scary terry
Let the choppa ring like we was getting married
It leave you with the son like you a fucking parent

Big bands
Big poise
Big straps
Big toys
Big numbers
Big plays
Everything big from the stones in the chain
Everything cold like the snow that she take
Money stay old but it grow in the bank
Stay 'bout the code but they turn round and snake
Heart turning cold 'cause they all turning fake
I got the paper, dinero, i ball like Banchero, i shoot and they turn into magic
Nobody pointing an arrow, i had to go feral and work so that nobody passing
All of these rappers Will Farrell, they acting
They turnin' scarecrow when we start to blast it
I'm throwing barrels, i feel like a beast
They fighting, but ain't no one fighting like me

STTRAWBERRYY FANTAA

You got me fucked up baby tell me what the hell you tryna do 
A lot of people come and go but it's still me and you
I said Id tell you from the start nothing less but the truth 
 is it just me and you

Is it just me and you I'm tryna figure out
I seen the difference seen the picture tryna take me out
But time will tell me never failed me dimes I'm flipping out
The way I put these kids in line it's like a haunted house
But you could tell me, gotta pack that you could mail me
Ain't a thing that you could sell me, smoking green and feeling healthy
Take my past from off my back and I just blast that shit propel me
Put this passion to my pen and write a passage that's compelling 
But I'm gone I hit the road
And it's on you pick and chose
I'm still the same I never froze I never spilled I never fold
I still got pain I still got goals I seen your page inside my notes
Inside my tech a bullet blows it's sad to say this how it goes
But I still be on my toes
In this game where noone knows
And I been searching for some time but not thing or single soul
That could knock me off this flow, ain't no way we finna go 
Id say my name a thousand times till they plate it up in gold

Me and You

RAGE IN THE NIGHT/LIGHTS OUT (Prod. Vivokiddie & YXELLIX)

another round

Freestyle on a different type of beat, bars after bars whilst still rhyming on beat. A mixture of many different styles by up and coming rapper Chico!

CHICO Repeat (Prod. Chico)

single

owkay

Browza Khidd- Owkay.mp3

mantle_man .mp3

“Two-Way Mirror” is a quiet argument with the self you promised to become. Minimal pads, deep 808 heartbeat, and a faceless reflection staring back.

Do you ever dream so loud it drowns you out?

👑  New anthem every Friday  👑
Lyrics: Delulu King 
(Intro)
“Memory's a crooked architect... it builds rooms you can't leave.
I got fingerprints on timelines I ain't lived in for weeks.
The rearview's a liar, but it's the only truth I keep.”
I argue with the man I swore I would be,
He lives in my shadow, collects rent for free.
My conscience a courtroom, the verdict is pending,
My ambition's a landlord, the rent is unending.
I map out my flaws on these late-night drives,
Dissecting the wreckage of compromised lives.
Every choice is a fracture, every promise a crack,
In this glass house I built, there's no turning back.
I'm looking through a two-way mirror at my life,
Sayin' all the right words, but it cuts like a knife.
I show up for the picture, but I leave before the flash,
Tryna buy back the time that I spent on the dash.
Yeah, livin' in the echo of a choice I made,
A beautiful prison, a velvet-lined cage.
🎤 Verse 2
Remember hoop dreams on the cracked pavement court?
When the only bottom line was the final score.
Life was a cypher, we all had a seat,
Felt more like a king then, didn't miss a beat.
Now the calls are all business, the texts are all plans,
Got the weight of my people in the palm of my hands.
Traded park bench wisdom for boardroom chess,
Still tryna find the real me at this new address.
🎤 Bridge
Got a house full of people, but the quiet is loud,
I'm the loneliest man standin' right in the crowd.
Buildin' all these bridges just to watch 'em grow cold,
Just a story I've read, never a story I've told.
Searching for a feeling that I know I misplaced,
A pre-written apology I never erased.
🎤 Final Verse
The mind is a labyrinth, I'm lost in the art.
The soul is the concrete, I'm playin' my part.
The heart is a stranger I meet in the dark.
Three different blueprints that tore us apart.

Me and You

$aya (Saya Sarun)