Kenny Omega (The Belt Collector)

THE RISING SUN

[RO$ETTA]
this beat is getting me sleepy, so let me take a hit 
and let my mind drift off, deep up in the abyss
no more pain, for now i’m chilling but can’t maintain 
i bottle up my emotions to hide away the pain

i smoke a joint just to relax and help me calm down
but i’m still paranoid as shit and still anxious as
hell 
nothing is working no more, i’d rather kill myself
i put the gun to my head and that’s when the tears came out

but then i reconsider
take my hand off the trigger
what am i doing?
“yo zetta, you good?” “i’m never better” 
i’m on a broken road, yeah i gotta pay the toll
i’m just a lonely soul, waiting for my time to go 

i hit up MUDAH, i tell him to bring the buddha
i got so many problems to jot
i need a tutor, but yo
ain’t on no fake shit but i think i’m mentally depressed 
that’s why i need all these drugs but i’m strictly smoking sess 

[MUDAH]
my pain lives deep in my mind 
he’s bottled up all the time
writing rhymes like a slave 
for the mothafucking MUDAH mane
i get lost in the smoke
so roll one up 'fore i go
i cannot stay with you hoe i got ILL MINDED on the phone 
they said "mane, you down to roll?"
i said "you already know"
and so I head out the door and push that pedal to the floor

i do this shit for the team
count that money, get that cream
like a fiend for this shit 
this that shit you couldn't dream
i reached the top of the tower
same bitches call every hour
asking for kisses and flowers
but my heart been feeling sour 

i got my mind on the game
but never praying for fame
the more people know my name
the more pussies wanna hate
so stay the fuck out my lane, you pussy motherfuckers lame 
and I'm mentally deranged 
you better lock me away

you don't wan fuck with the MUDAH if I'm not high off the buddha 
this don't have to be a murder but I'm that ill minded shooter

[MILFORDDAGREAT]
and i’m supposed to be dead cuz i’m a WANTED $OUL
and just because you give good brain doesn’t make you ILL MINDED, hoe
been fucking with the fascination of suicide 
i don’t need a fucking ride or die, i’d rather have that nine by my side

and breathe in hella smoke, pull my cards then i toss my bones
bring me fame and fortune, rapping with the ILL MINDED SOLDIERS
greater than the heaven sent, that’s what the devil told us

now while i spit this simple flow for you simple minded hoes 
ima go and crush the herb up, put it in a bowl
then all my problems come caving down 
no one can save me now 
i knew it from the start how it’s supposed to play out

the only one home, lost up in the metronome 
all depressed, not fucking with the fam anymore
rolling up to kill the short term memory but now i sit back wondering where my life has gone

@rosettashawty666
@milforddagreat
@_joseph._.chavez_

ONLY FOR ILL MINDS

ONLY FOR ILL MINDS (PROD. RO$ETTA)

LYRICS 

Bitch I rip it from your dome 
Heavens gate will await 
You might make it 
As above so below 
I conquer every option 
Man I’m fuckin gone 
Get gone heads blown 
I’ll rest in shade 
I stay in my own lane 
Now bite the chrome 

Fading till I’m grey 
Watching snakes in my face 
I terminate Medusa
Turn this bitch into my hoe 
Watch me demonstrate
Until my bones decay 
I rest the blade right near your soul 


Death is what we run from 
Ain’t no dodgin redrum 
Duckin when I pull up 
Blacking out like phantom 

Death is what we run from 
Ain’t no dodgin redrum 
Duckin when I pull up 
Yeah pull up
Yeah say sum

Death is what we run from 
Ain’t no dodgin redrum 
Duckin when I pull up 
Yeah blacking out like phantom 
(You bitch)

Bitch I rip it from your dome 
Heavens gate will await 
You might make it 
As above so below 
I conquer every option 
Man I’m fuckin gone 
Get gone heads blown 
I’ll rest in shade 
I stay in my own lane
Now bite the chrome 

((Bitch I rip it from your dome
Bitch I rip it I rip it
Bitch I rip it from your dome))

DODGIN REDRUM

MTM'S 3rd and Final Single From his Upcoming Project "Binary Paranoia"

I ONLY KNOW A FEW GOOD PEOPLE

$WERVIN X 7$QUAD

Cajun Couyon

$lim Gucci x 99zed x Saliva Grey 

prod by $lim Gucci

bad morning on a bad morning

#yoti doors need sum serious therapy @izzy

Up A Roll (Prod. MP)

(LYRICS)

[HOOK]
SAME SHIT DIFFERENT DAY
SAME SIP DIFFERENT DRANK
SAME BITCH DIFFERENT BAE
SAME CLIP DIFFERENT K
SAME MOOD ITS OKAY
IMA LET IT PERCOLATE 
FLOAT AWAY KEEP FEELING STRANGE
COUPLE MORE CANT FEEL NO PAIN

TAKE IT HOW YOU WANNA TAKE IT ALL
YOU COULD HAVE MY LIFE
ILL TAKE THE LOSS
NO ONE LEFT TO STAND
GET NO APPLAUSE
DROWNING IN THE DEEP END OF THE SAUCE
FEELING MYSELF IS YOU FEELING ME
OKAY LITERALLY
PUT YOU IN A HOLE NOW YOU DIGGING ME
HOW IT FEEL TO BE
ANOTHER IMITATION OF WHATS REALLY ME
DONT YOU AGREE
LET ME LIVE MY LIFE LIKE EVERYBODY
SO MISERABLY 
ALL I NEED IS SEDATION
ALL I EAT MEDICATION
BE MY LIQUID PERSUASION
TWO OUNCES AND IM SHAKING
DROP A BONE BUT DONT BREAK IT
BE MY SORROW MY SAVIOR
TILL TOMORROW FUCK LATER
ALWAYS FOLLOW MY FAVOR
(YEA SEE THATS THE PROBLEM NOWADAYS
EVERYBODY WANNA BE POPPIN LIKE
TOO AFRAID TO ADMIT THEY AINT SHIT
ITS OKAY I KNOW I AINT SHIT
I AINT NEVER GUNNA BE SHIT EITHER.)
[HOOK]


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Polluted Paradise 2

Deja Vu [Prod. Budd Dwyer]

5098
The Sun
$lim Gucci aka bby press aka I been inside your hoe

Kenny Omega (The Belt Collector)

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