Bomb Rush Cyberfunk fanmade mixtape!!

Take Em To Church (feat. Abi G)

minimalist (2017)

S.S.S (SOUTHSIDESMOKE) (Prod. Rapswell)

VERSE 1:

This Riga-mortis leave you stiff in the morgue.
It ain’t no biggie for my mafia to kick in the door.
Equipped with the sword, tactics are efficient for war.
I’m Nostradamus kicking knowledge, yeah, my vision is pure.
Shit, T gone terrorize the residents, no Nemesis.
From the southside, the 305 my residence.
Think you higher than me? I’m not sure bout what your leverage is. 
Mad villiain like Eddie Brock, penmanship venomous. 
Ain’t with the back and forth, ain’t practicing for Wimbledon.
I’m off the Ritalin, a mad man that intend to sin.
RedruM is on my mind, Jack Nicholson. 
Stay ten toes, Don’t give dap to you fickle men. 
I’ll kill ya kin and dump their bodies in the River Styx.
You taking shots, well I’m down to get ya liver hit.
Bars is dope and they equivalent to flipping bricks.
I blow minds with cold rhymes that you gone reminisce.

HOOK:

I’m ten toes to the ground, hear it in my quotes.
Questioning my words? Catch a razor blade to ya throat.
I’m Will Griffin with the lines, ain’t no fucking joke.
Just face it nigga, you ain’t ready for the fucking smoke. 


VERSE 2:

I’ll pull up with a chainsaw, be apart of my massacre.
Packing some big pun sized raps, inside the Acura.
Banging this metal all cross your head like Metallica.
Catch bodies with vernacular, you rap niggas amateur.
Clock you in your chest for acting Hollywood, Flava Flav.
Miami DADE Renegade never been afraid.
Know my story huh? Well I’m all ears: HULK HOGAN. 
I’m used to being home alone, that’s Macaulay Culkin.
My thoughts provoking, knocking off my sense of inner focus. 
I was hopeless, shedding tears cuz I was broken.
Now my spirit is my weapon, gunning demons down like Urameshi. 
Don’t test me man, droppin egos (eagles) like I popped the dezzy. 
Before New England had the chance to stop Al Jeffrey.
Now I’m steady kicking rhymes like my name is Messi.
Sickening rhythm, let it hit em like I’m Rakim. 
Dropping gems so my money stretch like Dhalsim. 



Southside Smoke Nigga!
Southside Smoke Nigga!

SOUTH SIDE SMOKE (S.S.S)

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GLIMPSE (feat. Freddie Gibbs)

luh song i made bout how i feel nshit..

Love yall #SmiHive 

prod by Phoelix 

Mastered @ Classick Studios in Chicago IL

art by Denita Turner

HOOK:
Float innis bitch 
Like a Parade 
Feelin Like 
Ghost I admit 
I’m onna James 
St Patrick’s day 
Da Tint match my safe 
Only See me when I sang 
Donny Outthaway 



VERSE 1:
Eyes stay low 
Like da night tied 
tell em I ain’t 
1942 fa stamina

Don’t chu dare 
Gimme does eyes
fuck up da whole vibe 

I don’t do energy leeches 
Niggas think u can’t do it 
Kuz dey can’t 
Faded  inna bleachers 

Driving down 
Bermuda Road 
Nigga Gas tank 
On Ether 

20 miles 
N hour creepin 
Kuz u know 
How Ferguson 
Police is 

Love my bish 
2 pieces 
I gave her a piece of me 
Hat onna fro 
Like Smeezy E 
Dis shit easy to me 
And Regionally 
Dey luv dis 
Country shit 
From Compton 
To middllee east 

I came thru the back door 
It is what it be 
Wasn’t none of this given to me 
I be thinking lot more bout the system I beat
Than bout what I did to a beat 



HOOK:
Float innis bitch 
Like a Parade 
Feelin Like 
Ghost I admit 
I’m onna James 
St Patrick’s day 
Da Tint match my safe 
Only See me when I sang 
Donny Outthaway 


VERSE 2:
All we do is break records 
Den break bread 
N get late breakfast 
Rise up like dem crossaint 
Butter luh baby up 
N den get right back 2 summoe funds 
(Hater) 
“Who is dat boy in dat truck 
Dat Window half cracked 
dem nappy naps 
Flap n da wind 
N why it look like my hoe wan jump up 
N why he lookin back wat Da fuck y’all frens”


Nigga it’s me yaaaa
Das 
S M Double E Z Y 
Use 2 keep a gram inna Levi’s 
Now it’s 30 grand stuffed 
N da L V tons 

My city came a long way from “ANDLE e.i”
20 years let’s now it’s “ANDLE Smi” now
And I got love for Mo das big bro 
He got love for me y’all
How long is he gone go 
I don’t know I guess til the beat stop
....and then we back 

Everybody wanna get on get known 
Talk about a fucking mental syndrome
Got me sitting back like nuh uh hell nah 
President look like Love & HIPHOP
Crocodile tears allegations up the wall
Fuck around vote shit fuck around don’t 
Working on a world where I can govern my own
Repeats****

Donny Outhaway

EMAIL ME FOR BUSINESS HERE: teejxytheabstract@gmail.com

Recording Artist From The Dirty South.
South Florida Native With Articulate Flows, Meaningful Lyrics, And Braggadocious Rhymes.

SOUTH SIDE SMOKE (S.S.S)

SSTEEJAY

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