SCRIPTZ

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[VERSE I: Yung Mutt]
watch me pull up in a H1 with my day ones
now's the time to say something, if you wanna say something
swinging on 'em
make their face lumped
pull up to the lakefront and roll bout 8 blunts
now my face numb from the grey bumps
white lines like we in a shake junt
fake fronting ass pussy boy 
run
your mama made change
didn't know she also made chumps
make your bitch wet
in fact, here the rain come
stain something
all day plague stunting
ain't fronting
bitch I'm in the back puffing
me and my cousin fucking buzzing
got the razor blades tucked in
airing at the fucking room like Glade Plug Ins

[VERSE II: Wetto]
represent that East 5 9
it’s a grey thing 
creeping round your mother fucking block with no plates, mane
make your motherfucking front yard to a gun range
blocka blocka with the chopper
turn your name to a stain
big dog
no heart
we ain’t built the same nah
big gars
xan bars
fucking up my brain yah
fentanyl
lotta barre
flowing throw my veins ey
adderall
speed balls
i might go insane fuck
whole lotta drugs
life closed to done
demons climbing on my walls in my bedroom
i got tendencies of suicidal ideation
menace to society when I ain’t medicated

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Lyrics
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I break her back and flick it
I make those stacks and kick it
I take that glock that stick it 
Down yo fckin throat for lickin
The envelope I keep this message hidden from the crack and whippet 
Snap snap I'm making the etch marks on yo back for fckin sittin down
Bride me up I'm lookin for that clown 
Lookin like I'm flippant sound - making the fun and then raking the guts,
from the misters  tell to me scuttle my ship outta lot for guns
so they can take up all my nuns, my witches from my dire higher sound
Yeah!
But I dont want you to have a piece of that 
I fuckin hate you you god damn bitch boi you're a piece of pie
I cut you up like a sliver from the whole damn sweetness side
You think you're hard but you're a pawn in this game where they treat me right 
I'm kicking my feet back I'm feeling like a terror - a fuckin monster without chains my birthplace was an error 
Born in red under night at 30:10 nursey carer 
Cattle fed, born no light without a cause the skin was fairer 
Hospital was dark my goddess lost there was a blood monsoon 
She knew it would be better when she saw that harvest moon
Premature but fuckin sure that he would take it back to you 
For handsome sure he was a mark on world that seems so black to who? you!
Uh
Giving it back to the miserable now I'm designing a culture permissible
Now an ordained mother fucker so insane he is not punsishable or bait per  phishable 
Cut fat off I'm raking blood from fish for slack 
Need to pull them in and feed the world that I hold right on my back, bitch
I break her back and flick it
I make those stacks and kick it
I take that glock that stick it 
Down yo fckin throat for lickin
The envelope I keep this message hidden from the crack and whippet 
Snap snap I'm making the etch marks on yo back for fckin sittin down
Yeah Scriptz

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RIVERSIDE JYNN: 
Smoking crack in the back of an Acura. 
Bitch you wack and you rap better pack it up. 
Cut the act w/ axe, in the body boi. 
If you ask me to rap, you get smacked w/ em.   

I put it on god, I put it on everything that you get stuck on my bars. 
niggero; 
you get stuck from the start, pull out the cock and get fucked for the part. 

Pulling out bodies on bodies, we shooting nobodies, 
Get you on the hobby.
And that's called a homi(cide)
Death to America, rooting the commies.  
Catch you; 
I'm sipping on liquor like cat soup, 
We spitting like dividents nigga, 
Now watch Dori bless me I'm talking bout "act-chu".

LIL BOCA: https://soundcloud.com/yungdori
Don't try to compete because we know you are uncertified,
And don't come with that gay spit talking like you are uncircumcised,
It's me and boy Crackhead sippin' water when we toxified.
I catch you in the back with the pack and leave you de-calcified.
I'm hydrated, I'm sippin'
My eyes red and I'm piffin,
You can't see me, you can't reach me boy i'm hiding out like a villain.
The vapor give me hope that we ain't never going broke so watch me try to spit a living make a dime and get the women
Go. 

(You niggas not ready.)

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I'm still a young nigga and already I don't like life,
Figured if I didn't go to prison then, I'll write rhymes right? 
Got a pen & drew the image shit I might try spitting, 
When you listen anybody in they right mind, 
Sitting back and thinking are you kidding, 
Nigga nice try, 
Jynn is on a level, you ain't hitting cause theres like five,
Hunnit motherfuckers wanna be him when his life when they spitting
like you threw a couple beans in they sprite han. 

But look at the bright side,
Bright side is, if I write my hits, 
And you like my shit I'mma light fire, 
Up any nigga in the game claiming height 
My niggas I could hit up any moment in the night time. 
Come up on a lick & up the nickle like a pipe bomb. 
Pick up every shell, you get the vision I don't like yall. 
Niggas ya some haters when you play this on the radio,
Notice that it's Jynn and yell out man this shit is (nigga) type hard. 

ONLY 30 SECONDS AND YOU NOTICE THAT YOU LIKE HAULZE, 
God damn new fan, you my type dog.   
FOLLOW ME ON TWITTER CLICK BUY ON THE RIGHT DOG.
I ain't selling nothing, click buy for the right cause, 
Can't a knock a nigga getting by when he right songs, 
Up all day all night till he write wrongs of a splitting image
In my mind all night.
Got it running on a loop cause in my time, I don't like long 

Hours, and everybody selling out their time all cowards.
Living for the weekend in the week you all sour. 
99% percentage that's incentive all power. 
Power to the people when we want it all out of a whole ounce,  
When I hold pounds, roll loud up and blow down on it
stroll out, no sound coming all out if you want smoke, 
Don't doubt niggas four five hugging with the rounds hidden. 

DONT COME ROUND NIGGAS, 
FUCK THESE LYING ASS SNITCHING ASS CLOWN NIGGA.  
FIGURED ANY MOTHERFUCKER W ONT HOLD DOWN TRIGGERS, 
ION NEED NOBODY IMMA HOLD IT DOWN W/ EM. 

And I'mma hold it down till it kill me, 
These niggas come around when it sounds like it's real, 
Oh wow, no crown for these clowns when  they near, 
and if I don't run the town, I'mma lounge till they feel me.

Whole while I'm around, got a concert in Philly. 
I'm a bounce on the ground, till I contact a million. 
I'm outside chilling so now how is you killing me, 
Gangsta now I gotta find out if you really is,  
 
Banged up on his house, hold nines no knives, 
If I gotta find the nigga your brains is coming out, 
All lies cross eyed he changed up what he bout, 
all silent, the bitch is complaining to me now. 
 
And I don't wanna go crazy on you but, 
Theres no benefit saying to me how, 
You so scared afraid gonna give up? 
That's no fair you paid eleven thousand. 

Theres the difference when you listen to the Jynn 
I lay specific sets of imagery the vision acres if, 
I see a billion then terrific, this shit isn't based on it,
Cause I been spittin out here wishing for   the day I make it big,   
I'd take it homie, 
Laying naked with the cake, and bake it on me cause I'm hot, 
I'm heating up the basics, yeah you seen enough because your,
Prolly hating on me, waiting on the day I put the pen down, 
Bouta hunnit bitches noticed wanna be my friend now, 
No location off the grid now all my niggas pen pals, 
In 3 years i'm looking greedy need me send a M out, 
Sip martini's with bikini bitches in my tent how, 
a nigga talking with his chest so now i send my men out.'
Bersa tucked under the vest now it's like 9 or 10 out, 
Burnt the shirts from round they neck now to the spot we hang down, 
A couple alleys boil the cases then we hit the hen house, 
Flip the chickens make the bacon pockets looking bent now, 

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Listen I'm tired of talking about these lame ass niggas,
with the same ass, rhythm when you listen; there's no difference, in the game. 
Last singer that I noticed spitting lyrics went insane,
had a heroin addiction, pulled the trigger and his brain splat all over the walls.
Thinking what if he had came back, to whatever drove this nigga Kurt to his Cobain accident. 
I'mma say that, nothing better then fame, but your bugging if you play these rapper's songs, when they plain laxative. 

So let's take it a month, before them planes crashed all up in the building, so they gotta blame the arabs, put us on a mission the incentive is remain active, 
But instead it's men and women getting rained at, 
Cancer and with the AIDS epidemic is the main action, 
And every senator / politician away laughing. 
At every penny & piled up pension they gain access,  While they digging for oil, so yeah explain that? ;)
Explain why I gotta wake up w/ a K strapped; 
Just incase another motherfucker wanna play that, 
Game, cause this the image we gone take back, 
Ain't nobody paid until they let us get some pay back nigga.
Pay-back? 
Got damn whatchu' doing tho,
Life sucks when it's the hands of tool.  
While the man Uncle Sam got a cam in your booty hole. 
I'm hustling but, bitch I got a plan & a studio. 

You living in a prison & it's filling up, 
& every kid up in it just a digit getting bigger but, 
Incarcerating niggas is the legal way of killing us. 
Forced into the cycle, make you feel as if you getting fucked.  (2x)

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[VERSE I: LIL CIG]

i keep on strolling with no control of my thoughts of life
seems like my home has become something i can't recognize
doubters turn to believers, but fuck i'm not surprised
i miss my cousin so much, yet he's still by my side
crazy how friends switch it
asking how they can get a picture
what happened to what's up homie?
how you doing?
goddamn i miss you
don't want to be no where else
so i'm making myself create this hell in the place i dwell
stuck in an open cell
take me back before the levees fell

[VERSE II: 7TH WARD LORD]

yeah, i be that 7th ward lord with them devil horns
born and raised in the waves of the storm
the flood has left me wet and torn
the garden of eden destroyed by babylon demons
they poured the chlorine with no warning
petals on the floor freezing
a world once unexplored
i think i'm marco polo covered in thorns
set my compass to avoid tethered forms
new orleans is war torn i ain't betting scores 
and all of my friends are now whores
and i'm bored of all the replication of the life i once lived in the city i once adored

KILL YOURSELF Part XII: The Dark Glacier Saga

PLANTING THE ROOTS ONLY TO FALL OUT THE TREE

[VERSE I: CHARLES LEE RAY}

turn this bitch into virginia tech ay
got the chopper just to make 'em wet ay
dynamite around my vest ay
we them G59 terrorists ay
keep throwing threats
and i'll keep yawning
light my cigarette
you just keep on talking
watch where you tread
please watch where you walking
i'm from vietnam better known as new orleans
the smell of death is so, so familiar
i'm that silhouette
that all black figure
grave digger
grey killer
lil cut throat
drag 'em to the river
watch his fucking body float

[VERSE II: RAINDROP WALKA]

two empty pill bottles
i'm fucking ducking
i can't call my plug no more
oh no
but i'll probably say fuck it
oh how i love it
really it ain't for discussion
but the truth ain't that far from it
i keep on bugging
like fuck it ima say it
like fuck it ima fuck up
like fuck it ima "fuck up"
and it's fucked up
it's just my dumb luck
it's just my dumb luck
you'll never put me down more than i have
you'd have been down and it's more than i have
fake fucking smile with the knife in my back
fake fucking child bitch that's just how you act

KILL YOURSELF Part XIII: The Atlantis Saga

HARD TO TELL

[VERSE I: LIL HALF CUT]

galaxies fall when i'm coming down
nobody comes around
i can do no right
20 stories high 
holding up the sky
they want to say goodbye
i just want better times
but i done got replaced
i'm on my own and i'm tired
dreams fall like nothing
dead slow dead 
go on without plunging
i'm so numb
i'm so numb
have you ever been this low?


[VERSE II: LIL LONELY]

i have realized i want to rewind my whole life
it seems fine
i have realized that i am alone
$now leopard wants to freeze and die
winter breath wishing for death in the snow
winter breath wishing for death in the snow
i am zero
anti-hero
winter death
wishing for breath but i choke
whispering help but no one is listening
goddamnit my piss it stings
i'm planning on rebuilding history
rebuild it blissfully
revealing misery

KILL YOURSELF Part XIX: The Deep End Saga

LEAVE ME ALONE

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[VERSE I: LORD OF LONELINESS]

local boy making fucking global noise
yes, i came to destroy
sold out shows around the globe twice
now i feel like a fucking viceroy
i do
never say no to whatever drugs
i always enter the void
when it is time and i die make sure i'm buried in FTP corderoy
$uicideboy$
most avoided most ignored
i like their old stuff from before
who am i Freud?
i'm no who i thought i was anymore
i'm not like you
i don't want the life you live
i don't want the wife and kids
i don't want to die and miss all the things that sailed around me

[VERSE II: BANNY DA PINT DRINKER]

ask me if i'm happy?
stupid motherfucking question
no pity needed
fighting grown men
i was seven
what's happening?
running drugs up on my bike you know i had a weapon
then them drugs became my obsession
nobody can say they gave me a fucking thing
got it out the mud now i'm a G.O.D.
born southside west bank living legend
reborn yung christ
this your fucking day of reckoning
northshide shawty off the porch sipping dip
lil slick wanna quit
life overrated as shit
everyday eating sticks gotta wash it down
and when i wash it down you know what it's with
i just want some happiness
to live a normal life again
sleep late and do nothing
talk to my cousin like he actually my cousin

I Want to Die In New Orleans

122 DAYS

Prod. REDZED 

Drinking booze and gaining belly
Epiphone i play no Telly,
Motherfuckers i go bury
Put them in a cemetery

Nicotine up in my chest
Kidney gone i never rest
Bitch i do coke and the MD, meth,
But i do that shit to avoid the stress

I make that bass i make it bounce
killing ratta’s In amounts
I put bitches on a leash i m bout to make ya move and pounce
If i throw up you should suck it
no food up in yo bucket
Im that evil motherfucker when you die im bout to stack it,
 
I know you jealous of the melons of my bitch you got no fukin brain  
Stick it in the pig it doesnt mean shit to you anyway
I come up with the fun i make you stun
I pull up with the beef
Meth could make my teeth fall out so
I better i save up than i’ll buy new teeth

The shades of black are in here, i have found them,
Pieces of your hearth they all been drowned and 
I can make you die you always wanted me
To tear you apart

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Yield evil when I'm dead - grabbing arm and I will cut
Across your tendons with the glass I smash up when I'm fuckin drunk
Got-you, dunk - three pointer I am swishing head for fun 
Nessecary you to focus and then bring out back the gun
No peace withour the terror so I'm shooting at yo gut....
Dodge it quickly or you'll bleed out by a motherfucker runt
5'6 with the whip now he's summoningg incubus 
Eating all the fuckin bitches while he bleeds out all the frost
Cold as ice he's not warmblooded he is frozen at a cost 
Giving you pieces from the scary places now he'll smoke a blunt
Getting high and so fried, eyes are red, chiss is stunt 
Rage is here, die you guys now, eat your fuckin lunch 
dance on your corpse and take a shit in metal cage
I'm etchin in the sketch branding your skull with alll my filthy  rage 
Carving knife drip, through the scalp I'm peeling off your face
Catch my scary whip I'm giving it to you ill lick and taste 
Your blood - body thud, making your famy fuckin pay
Got the bud, and the snub, saturn deimos with duh sway 
Ill shoot myself in head - now to see the gleam of day
The otherside is lit you can connect it when you pay
Yeah

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COMING HARD

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