lyrics:

YUH
AYE, YOU WANT TALK THAT TALK NOW I PULLUP WIT GLOCKS OUT
I PULL UP AND ROCK OUT YOU GET FUCKING KNOCKED OUT
BIT I KEEP THE GLOCK OUT WE IS FINNA POP OUT
BRODIE TALKING TOUGH, OF THE FUCKING ROCK NOW
-
AYE
SPINNIN SHIT BEEN IN SHIT
HOP IN THE MF I JUS’ BEEN WINNING SHIT
YOU WANNA TALK LIKE YOU WITNESSED IT IM PULLIN UP WITH THE BLICKS n’ SHIT
AYE LIKE SMOKE SHIT
PULLUP AND DEVOTE SHIT 
NEVER GAVE A FUCK ABOUT THIS COUNTRY I DONT VOTE SHIT 
PULLUP AND I TOTE SHIT 
PULLUP AND I BOAST IT 
ROLL UP WIT THAT SHIT 
GYATT BOOM LOSE YA NOSE BITCH
(yuh)
10 BANS FINNA WALK OUT THE FRONT DOOR
AYE LIKE 10 MAN CAN A MF RUN THO
AYE LIKE 10 GRAMS IN THE MF BLUNT DOE’
YOUS’ A DEAD MAN GOTTA MF GUN DOE’
ONDAT POPPIN SHIT ANDA MF DONT KNOW
YOU AND LOCKING SHIT BY DA’ MF PO-PO
ONDAT BOPPIN SHIT BET A MF GO HOME
YOU AINT BLOCKING SHIT BET A MF DONT KNOW
-
PULLIN UP WIT CHOPPAS AND YA MF STUCK AYE
ALWAYS  FINNA WALK UP CUZ A MF SHOOK AYE
KNOW WE FINNA POP OUT READ THE MF BOOKS AYE
HE AINT FINNA TALK DOWN HE A MF BUSH AYE
I AINT FINNA TALK DOWN ON THE MF KUSH AYE
THEY LIKE IS YOU GONNA STOP NOW CUZ YOU MF SHOULD AYE
-
AYE LIKE I AINT STOPPING SHIT BITCH IM THAT FUCKING MISFIT
YOU GON GET YOU FUCKING WIG SPLIT ON THAT FUCKING BITCH SHIT 
AND IF YOU CANT SEE THE VISION THAN YOU FUCKING TRIPPIN
AND A MF PISSING AND IM FUCKING SHITTING 
AND NO BITCH I AINT FUCKING KIDDING
YUH
HAD YO BITCH OUT HER FUCKING SPITTING

10MAN//POSSE (p. SAINT URYA/MANGUST)

lyrics:
big dawg 
i dont give a shit 
knock your ricks off
ay like bitch you smoking boof im ina foreign￼
finna drop the fucking roof it started pourin
uh yuh uh cooking up
all this dope
had these fuckers looking up
like where tf he go
they like where tf i go im here
they like where tf i go im near
my guard is up i will not get hit
you retarded cuh cuz you not the shit
smoking pack, smoking cigarettes, smoking ganja!
smoking dat, fuck your biggest threat grab the launcher
dont get near me lil bitch im a monster okay
fuck the cops i pullup first responders okay

going nuts
staping in your fucking guts
losing trust,
bitch i think i had e-fucking-nough 
fucking up,
bitch i thing i got the fucking duff
fuck the cops all thes mfs finna get buss up

yeah no i aint done lil bitch
hiring mfs running round got 2 glickss anda gun lil bitch

first responder! (triplesixdelete)

NOTREDAME 2.0 (p. KOTESHI127k)

https://www.instagram.com/skuzgod

lyrics:

said I keep it hot
yeah I said I keep it hot
yeah I said I keep it hot
yeah I said I keep it hot
said on the set I keep it hot
uh
said on the set I keep it hot

Porsche 
where tf the coors huh
got like 10 bad bitches knocking on my doors huh
(hey come on in)
fat bitch
wack bitch
said I put that chopper to you back bitch 
I said what tf you know about a bag bitch
said I fucking pullup ina drag bitch

yeah i take the wock right to boston so often
yeah he wanna talk than 
I force in with caution
dig your fucking grave mf ina' coffin
and im getting paid every time I fucking walk in
wtf u say no I wasn't done talking
and I rollup with the blade no I wasn't done jocking

take a look at my face I am rocking
always tryna get in my place imma sock him
and fucking raydah on the beat than its knocking
said I fucking roll up on the street than i knock him
said i roll up on the street with a knocker
you ain even get a turn to talk im the talker
said i mix the tris with the fucking lager
poppin in this bitch playing fucking soccer.

said i keep it hot (x7)

-
said im sippin on this tuss huh
where tf the clutch huh
never gave a shit about this life i said fuck it
said i rollup with a clipper and a knife and i cut it
i said bitch you is a shitter fuck your life i said fuck it

aye like vector huh
smoking fucking pressure
you can see my fit cuz i take extra fucking measures
said i dont like this life i dont get no fucking pleasure
and i cut you with this knife cause you talking bout a lecture

i said i dont like this life bitch im fucking sick
and i roll up with this knife and i fucking slit
said you was talking bout ya wife on my fucking shit
said you was talking bout your life idgas 

bitch im sippin fucking tussin huh
where tf the pope at?
and yo bitch she said its bussin huh
pullup and i blow back
said idgaf about this life you already know that
said i rollup with this knife get on ypur knees so you can blow dat.

aye like pop out bitch huh
we gon rock out with the mutts
i heard you talking to the feds we gon burn the fucking clutch
i leave you walking to the bed with that mf dutch
i leave you talking to the hedge with that mf dutch
uh
i feel like shaggy i said where tf my doobie at
and he like raggy did you find the fucking scooby snacks
said im with this fucking baddie cuz her boobies fat
idefk??

hot//blowback! (p. yungraydah/ allirt)

Watchin the red coming out of your veins why am I so intrigued when they bleed 
Puttin these boots on my feet then Stompin him out like he in a stampede 
Why the fuck are you still running your mouth when you know that the talkin is cheap
You cannot hide imma find where your at track you down then I put you to sleep

Better be careful cause it can get deep
Stuck in my head and I can’t find the key
Tryna ecsape but they won’t let us free
They give us debt if we want a degree
Why is yo bitch lookin like she a sea cow
Talkin too much then I’m knockin yo teeth out
Trippin so hard that I can’t even see now
You gettin smoke if you fuckin with me now

Fuck what they say they don’t know me
Act like you cool with me but we ain’t homies
I keep the switch you get cut like baloney 
Act like you don’t give a shit you a phony
Rolling it up then the room gettin Smokey
Don’t fuck with pigs stayin out of the pokey
Shawty wan ride on my dick like a pony
Gimme my money you know that you owe me 

When I fall I get back up
Get some weight I pick that up
You gon catch these fists back up
Why do governments trap us
We just tryna make a difference why they gettin pissed at us
He don’t want the smoke he knows this real deal kill inside the blunt

Aye
Out the way I need some space 
Knocking you out crack your face like a vase
Aye
Youd better pick up the pace
We make the mutha fucka do the race

Shut the fuck up I don’t care what you say
Do this myself I do this my own way
Gimme my money I’m making you pay
Puttin your body inside of a bag

Pcp my spliff is toxic
Wheres my mind
Think I lost it
Imma hit you with a rocket
Keep a tool
In my pocket
X2

Watchin the red coming out of your veins why am I so intrigued when they bleed 
Puttin these boots on my feet then Stompin him out like he in a stampede 
Why the fuck are you still running your mouth when you know that the talkin is cheap
You cannot hide imma find where your at track you down then I put you to sleep


Pcp my spliff is toxic 

Pcp my spliff is toxic

Pcp my spliff is toxic

My spliff is toxic

Pcp my spliff is toxic 

Pcp my spliff is toxic

My spliff is toxic


produced by @prod.v3nus
cover by @elmxsrevenge

toxic

TOXIC (PROD. V3NUS)

GANGERTONS

GANGERTONS [FT. TNT SLINKY]

feat: @ytridytrid
prod: @michaellinkbeats
mix/mastered by: @swagdisease
art by: mortis

Lyrics:
Dirtybutt:
Like a A.I, like a A.I
Like a A.I, I said like a A.I
Like a A.I, like a A.I
Like a A.I, I said like a A.I

E I E I O, E I E I O
E I E I O, E I E I O
E I E I O, E I E I O
E I E I O, E I E I O

GRIEF:
Yeah, bitch I pop out with the K
I been the farm n’ you know I fuck with hay
I just seen my shawty and I wanna fornicate
Only smokin’ strong, can’t be any other way

If you in this field then you gonna catch this 12 Gauge
I just put in slugs, so now this shit be long range
E I E I O, E I E I O
E I E I O, E I E I O

E I E I O, E I E I O
E I E I O, E I E I O
E I E I O, E I E I O
E I E I O

Dirtybutt:
Like a A.I, like a A.I
Like a A.I, I said like a A.I
Like a A.I, like a A.I
Like a A.I, I said like a A.I

E I E I O, E I E I O
E I E I O, E I E I O
E I E I O, E I E I O
E I E I O, E I E I O

E I E I O {w/ DIRTYBUTT} {p. MICHAEL LINK}

prod. skiah 
art by xbbyfraction
mixed by me

ROT (Prod. Skiah)

self prod

lyrics:

(Ghost)

Yeah, I come straight from the lab
Locking in so I can bring the adrenaline 
Don’t even try and you still need a regimen 
Your lyrics come from the mind of a penjamin 
Poser ass gangsters be on about peddling 
You isn’t genuine, you ain’t unsettling 
Look at my lyrics, it’s not all that questioning 
You writing bout hoods that’s never worth mentioning

Taking advantage of your free will, when the numbers way more tall than 60 meters
Always building off the fuckin work of yo leaders
You a broke ass faggot can’t afford my feature
It feels like a kick to my skull when them rookies be talking rat shit, 
You best drop your damn mic
I’d cut you up with the flow, erase you with a diss, now your future is none outta spite
Bitch I’ve been feral for all the potential success I could gain for my upcoming hike
Wanting the bread and I can’t walk away, I refuse to shake hands with my fickle demise
Hour long conversations with my mixer
Spawn up a verse like I’m spitting a scripture 
How can Beast carry when my bars are thicker
Boy gay as fuck the way he say “hey sisters”
Quit your shit now, or your ass is getting baked
Play yo soundcloud, now my mind fuckin aches
You ain’t allowed to make no mothefuckin tape
Or how about, you get your rank in shape
You a puzzle, different views in your eyes
None your lyrics ever met a revise
Find you misplaced, inna cycle of lies
Say you’ll do good but why do you not try

Yeah, I come straight from the lab
Locking in so I can bring the adrenaline 
Don’t even try and you still need a regimen 
Your lyrics come from the mind of a penjamin 
Poser ass gangsters be on about peddling 
You isn’t genuine, you ain’t unsettling 
Look at my lyrics, it’s not all that questioning 
Passing the joint, Cody make this track threatening 

(ACZF)

oh shit, ghost made me rap again 
thinking im out of it
myself that i defend
who am i gonna kill
feature to idolment
turnin dat mic to a ghost like a idlent
know dat u brewing up something to line em in
i got some ice to rince, watered down actionist
steal my businesses, straight forward activist
know dat it riles me up, im a catalyst
starting some shit that u know it aint rational
raiding my 'tory you raiding my capital
my inventory is full of the ammo
to shoot on ur disses that u call a bat'a'tle

daily check marks bitch it is protocol
daily clock ins to make sure that u know it all
thank god for my co signees 
cause if i's myself i'd look like i know em all
nd new track dropped, on the scene its a cannonball
i know what uve seen because i have seen it all
study on me i am the new Etymol
best song yet, guess quinn knows who to call

i said i know who is to late
i said i know mine and your fate
wake up and know its a new day
10 years has ur love even a bit stayed
feelin ima a bit baked
gotta 2 way debate
i gotta recharge
feeling gotta new plate
knowin u is 2 faced
on how u gonna remake
every bold-decision
whats wrong is the time slate

i think its cool that im wrong, why i talk my shit
u aint prove me nun so i guess thats it
u improve off something that i cant get
or u stay there and just stop at pits
i think its cool that ur broke and suck at music
rationalize why ur delusions needed
and why everyone here should be all seated
cause the savior of nothing will be polluted
call me in a year and say i knew it
call me in 5 when u found out the rubric
thinking that everyone else but u stupid
ironic on levels, i guess we deluted

10MAN//POSSE (p. SAINT URYA/MANGUST)

skuzgod

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