Prod. CL!PPED
Mix and Mastered by Xstitch

Lyrics:
On some spitting rhyme shit
Sweating in the sunshine
Grinding on this rap track
I'll be ready when it's time
Tryna get a healthy state of mind
Always staying hungry
Ima lion my own pride
Made myself a promise
Never doubt myself
Let others do that for me
Y'all will rot in hell
Frozen if you won't dwell
Regretting your own sorrows
With the problems you create
Shoulda stuck around
If you wanted to be saved
Now the last thing you will see
Is my red katana blade
Don't be shy
She tryna play
This is not fight you will win
Kneel down and pray
Pray to your gods
I will show mercy
Only common courtesy
Unfortunately
I am not so merciful
Uncommon don't you see
Thrust my sword up out its sheath
Do you have any last words
Shut the fuck up
I don't care
Dog eat dog world
No one playing fair
Congrats bitch
You caught me spittin facts
Normally don't speak mind
Too complex for this time
No one understanding
Where ya boi is speaking from
Coming to destroy the game
Even if I die one day
I will still be dropping bombs
Call it martyrdom
Locking all my demons in a prison cell
Feeling like I'm bout to lose control
They shaking up the cage
Crazy temper burning rage
Taking it to the big stage
You never know which direction I will take
Making the bread, it's freshly baked
Got your bitch up on my dick she wanted all my
Icing on her cake
Money talks
Listening to what she had to say
She say keep grinding
I won't be in your way
Bet you're scared I'm not afraid
Best beware, I'm here to stay
Taking care of my mistakes
Do not fuck with me
I will cook you well done
Feed you to my dogs
I'm rapping in the sun
On the beach
Need to teach you pussies
Once the darkness is released
Guarantee you'll be deceased
All your plays we be decreased
Never ever face defeat
Bitch I'm Grinding to the top
Laughing at you while you cheat
I'm Riding in the front seat
Driving high Behind the wheel
With carbon steel
This ain't a game
You can't heal
I will keep it real
My Katana blade
Don't play nice
Want a taste
She gotta real kick with some spice
Killing you would be my vice
I'd advise
Taking my advice
When I tell you keep talking
Or I'll catch you by surprise
Hunting for a fight
I'm lurkin in the night
I despise
All you little flies
Quit buggin
You ain't thuggin
You just bluffin
Bitch you're nothin
And I'm reaching new heights
You coulda been right by my side
Fortunate you didn't ride
You made your choice now you die
And I'm still going
Keepin the flowin
Know what I'm knowing
I am chosen
All of you rappers
Just don't know it
Rapping treason
Death penalty receivin
Hunting season
What you're saying
Ain't appeasing
All your tracks
Will be deleted
Once I get my point across
All your fans will be your loss
Know the difference of a leader and a boss
And I'm both bitch
Told myself to practice
Better get used to it
Success can be a coin toss
Slowly grow the green like moss
97Ares hunting down you motherfuckers
Skinning you alive
Laughing as you die
No one is gonna cry

Demon-Stration of an Underdog Mentality (Prod. CL!PPED)

[VERSE I: Yung Christ]
i got the glock in my yoga pants
fucking that bitch in a yoga stance
swanging that K in an open stance
loaded from smoking that opium
stain a lil boy in the clothes he's in
all of my walls they closing in
5150
they tryna come get me
just minding my business and moseying
matte black
smoking packs
panic attacks back to back
xanax on my lap debating 
should i relapse?
but back to the hoe i was talking bout
i just wanna put it up in her mouth
pimping up in my blood
wassup cuz?
thuggin that dirty south
four letter
two numbers bitch
GREY*59
three fingers in the air
main bitch by my side
slicky pull up in a quarter mill and slaughter up your daughter
young jesus with them forgi wheels
don't walk he drive on water
anytime, anyplace
any hood, any state
good til i fucking ain't
woods to the fucking face
riding with my baby Sage
lines on expensive plates
tears on my diamond chains
stoic never looking phased
poet when i'm spitting game
show me how that pussy shaved
dosage climbing with my shame
mama crying for my pain
will they ever understand?
can i even help my dad?
money fucking up my fam
giving until there's nothing left
pulling up in that latest "damn!"
chopper stay on me 
don't need no hands
prefer to be lonely 
don't need no friends
hoe we just fucking i don't date fans
i'm with my cousin and talking plans
went to my hood and copped some land
blowing through my money like democrats
2 step on the IRS fuck a tax



[VERSE II: Romeo da Black Rose]
why the fuck you look to me for help?
there ain't an ace in the cards i was dealt
i'm 31
still don't know how to take care of myself
honestly i'm scared that i might melt
leave behind a bunch of black spots on a white pelt
maybe in the next life i'll come back as a nice belt
i don't know
there's a fine line between me and you
the biggest difference is i'll snort that shit and prolly puke
dodge and juke all the bullshit yall try and put me through
but i'm shining
babygirl wylin
catch me riding by with that look in my eyes
palm starts to sweat by the way i'm gripping my 9
yeah i'm always on my toes but i'm still the same height
standing tall over my grave
make sure it's filled with all the people we supposedly saved
make sure you throw the plaques in and all the money we made
i can't put 'em on my wall that shit just ain't my taste
lil shawty wanna marry me
i said "you're better off in debt"
if it didn't work out, baby, i'd be real hard to forget
germans whips and private jets
private beaches to access
fuck on me, baby
i'm still a mess and no that ain't a threat
i ride for my family that's GREY*59
try and be all i can be and not waste my time
on the brink of insanity
i can't make up my mind
yeah i battle my vanite and think i'm blind

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Sing Me a Lullaby, My Sweet Temptation

Matte Black

MATTE BLACK

Download "TeenWitch" - http://tinyurl.com/mgsvfk8

Prod. by ColdHart

Bones - BlackDuffelBag

14 Never Forgive Me, Never Forget Me (2:19)


Broken mirror

sc: on.soundcloud.com/x3KUBiGpyKudPaVQ9
tgc: t.me/spikesms2016

шипы -$chool

Ost Универ - Новая Общага (Студия Promuse) - На Районе

p. хитрость, ilyagargod, q1wekuul
t.me/unrooms

я выехал из столицы теперь денежный упадок
забирай её парень а я её уже трахал
я реально босс в этой шалаве пока спал мне снимали
и рэперы нынче ебутся в дсе я вас не понимаю

slime это не тот кто в рукав себе слюнявил
заряжаю твою демку прямо в maybach
увы такую хуйню даже водила вырубает
какой тебе трахаюсь ты ей помазок собирал там
любитель покурить дерьмо и постелить хуйню
давай ка забывай мой номер я не буду тебя тут
пиздюк со шмалью вспомни за такое сажают в тюрьму
не заглядывай мне в wallet ты получишь по еблу

она видимо гимнастка расстегнула мне мой belt
я как пузо твоей суки в этот daily`к залетел
у тебя ебало в акне на те лазерный прицел
и я сплю на этих рэперах они как колыбель
я как папа откусил кусок побольше
выебал тёлок сейчас сочных
еду главный щас на porche
мне всегда нужно побольше
забираю всё твоё мы это большем не вернём
они хотят со мной фит (далбаёбов не берём)

наверно я уникальный
ибо у меня в ушах то что у других не играет
история рэпа парень ты видишь как играю
люблю холод в отношеньях на мне этот icecream тает
им нравится keep going
i speaking english 
your bitch wants me to be a designer
people who show respect know I'm a gunner
you ain't got no money why are you lying?

metropolis [НА ВСЕХ ПЛОЩАДКАХ]

Who Goes There

Original Song - Design (feat. Dianna) by @ohthatkazuki & @xdianna 

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