WHERE I BEEN? (PROD BCRECORDS)

Lyrics-

Tires scraping (let it ride)
To hell with patience (steady flying)
Blunt wrap breaking (patch the side)
What’s the location? (imma slide)

Swing my shit (from left to right)
Test your luck (just take his eyes)
What’s in my cup? (Not what you’d like)
You’re sounding stuck (I’m free to fly)

I like my space (but not this time)
So what’s the play? (Just hit my line)
‘Fore I’m erased (before I die)
Without a trace (no lines to find)

I pick them locks (I infiltrate)
My morals gone (you’d hate my brain)
Another song (a new mistake)
It won’t be long (‘till I’m reclaimed)


A new sensation (that’s a vibe)
No inclination (as to why)
Get up and pace it (watch the sky) 
It gets to raining (kinda like it) 

Veins I’m grazing (didn’t die)
I’ve been a patient (stuck inside)
It’s not worth waiting (never tried)
I’m not worth saving (never try)

I feel amazing (that’s a lie)
I’m in a daze (and that seems fine) 
I couldn’t fake it (couldn’t hide)
My brain is vacant (all inside)

I might just make it (might just fry)
The tribulations (I can’t fight)
For now I’m stationed (in the fire)
Out the equation (in the light)

Interstate 2 (tribulations) [prod. COFFEY]

SCXPE SET-
[VERSE 1]
im that mo city killa, i keep it reala, the pill deala, i shoot you in the fuckin head, tha bullet diggin deepa, tha grim reapa, tha night creepa
fuck with us demons, i pull up with three guns
i leave you them lesions, cause you is weaka 

pop 2 roxys, put your body in some poxy, roll up with a proxy, on a kill spree who fuck the fuck gon stop me

pound for pound, im riding through town
whenever i play, i do not make a sound
buried a carcass, the dirts in a mound
the king of crows, what i wear is a crown

me and brother no matter the weather. severed your head it was kinda like butter
chop up the body like i do karate
ice all around me like i’m playin hockey
movin this products so bitch call me rafa
i still got my lions and i am mufasa 
ran out of bars, so you might as well pull up
let me finish sippin, i still got a full cup

CRUCIFIXX-
[VERSE 2]
horrifying image of demons play in me mind 
i’ll show you all the bodies and all of the bloody crimes 
houses filled with corpses they’re slowly burning inside 
lock em in the chamber and slowly torture with time 

aye clear the smoke 
in a ghost 
fire that 50 outside by ya home 
callin up scope and we kickin ya door
smokin on dope and then watchin you fold 

razor ya neck and we cutting it slow 
shit can get icy these bodies get cold 
blood on the money and blood on the floor 
play wit my money then you should’ve known 

always on that fuck shit 
talkin so wassup bitch 
runnin up the next lick 
flip you on a crucifix

FUCKTHAGAME [1996] (FEAT.CRUCIFIXX) [PROD.CRUCIFIXX]

Backyard Boogie (prod. Tacet)

closer

[[ VERSE I SLOPPYMEDUSA ]]

TAKIN' A STEP IN THE FOREST I FIND MYSELF KILLIN THE CREATURE I WAKE UP AT DAWN, THE SPAWN OF THE DEVIL HAS ALREADY GONE, AND MY MIND IT IS SOMEWHERE IT IS GIVING ME TRAUMA, I'M FINDING MYSELF AND IT'S THANK'S TO MY MOMMA, I WALK IN A CHURCH AND I BURN UP LIKE LAVA THE CURLS ON MY HEAD, GOT ME LOOKIN' AHEAD FOR THE WORST ALL I SEE IS THE BEST NOT THE THIRST

WAKE UP IN A CITY NEVER SEEN BEFORE, AS I OPEN UP THE CORRUPT TRIES TO LEAD ME HOME, CRUCIFY LET ME BE, STERILIZE MINIMIZE, HIT EM' THE STAFF BUT THE DEVIL AIN'T FEELIN' NICE, HOPPIN' RIGHT OUTTA THE SIX, WITH THE DEVIL EYES, FEEL LIKE I'M GONNA THROW UP

[[ VERSE II LILTERROR ]]

STEP UP TO THE PLATE YOU BRING THE HEAT TO THE TABLE CAN'T EVEN WALK IN A STRAIGHT LINE BOI YOU LOOK SO UNSTABLE, YOU GOT THAT BOOFGOD SLAPPIN' MIXED WITH THE DIESEL AND HENNY, OVER HERE GETTIN' MY CHEESE, WHILE YOU SCRAPIN' UP PENNIES *AYE*

TALKIN TO ME LIKE YOU WANNA GET RICH, TALKIN THAT HATE BOI YOU GONNA GET SWITCHED, WANNA BE BOIS WELL YOU GONNA GET DITCHED, SITTIN' WITH FRIGHT CAUSE I JUST CAUGHT A SNITCH, GOT STAFF OF THE SEVEN AND THE BOOF IN MY VEINS, YOU WANNA RIDE WITH THE BOOF CAUSE WE CLIMBIN' UP ON THE CHAIN, HOE

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"FUCK DA HATERZ"

Im always thinking about why do people wanna hurt me?
Is it the reason that they wanna be me?
Illusionz from the dark
Let them start
Cause i know they wanna fucking kill me
I know this can be the  end of me
All these mothafucking enemies
Dont like me, wont they see
Im the mothafucking shyt
Cause they wish they were lit
Mane, i know im fuckin great
All i do is bring them pain
Starin at me across the room
Waitin for them to fucking shoot
Better kill me now, before i stomp u too
Rob yo loot
death is what made u thought it through
Aint gonna lie, gotta survive
Cause i dont wanna fucking die
Thinkin about my death alot
N Someday gonna take a shot


Waitin for the day when im dead
Deleted moments from my brain
Wishin that i never lived
But another chance is a gift
Its another hit
Goin crazy in this shyt
Cause these hoez be gettin in my head
While i still be gettin bread
Doinn too much drugs
Its too much
Catch me at the spot
Paranoid, feelin that im gonna rot
I aint with this fucking competition
Thats not my mission
Im too fucking viciouz
Women too delicious
They always wanna fuck me
They alwayz wanna luv me
My smile doesnt joke
Intimidate ya as i fuckin smoke
If you hate me
Come to me toe to toe
Il break yo fuckin boneZ

ROTTING (Prod. Black Grenade)

WORLD - MIND - DOUBT

bm11 is going to take y'all out the game
Don't worry about it too much
I’m a god 
There aint no shame
I been listening & all these bitches sound the same
Quarantined 
but I’m still yelling fuck what you claim
We made your goofy ass walk in the rain
Krueger set circle we brought out the flames
You couldn't tell me that shit you was saying 
You couldn't handle them games i was playing
All in your mind
All in your mind
Blurry ass vision
I think that you blind
Only the time 
Only the time
Revealing the truth
That i know u a lie
But i don't blame you motherfucker because i know that i am the beast
Too many drugs 
I been numb to defeat
My body is dead
I sleep on the concrete
Playing them rituals, 
Demon receipts
Whichever way you want me to go 
I’ll find my way back to the throne

Interstate 2 (tribulations) [prod. COFFEY]

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