smd backwards

Lyrics:
ay yuh what okay yuh what ayy

pussy boy said he want beef I brought the whole cow
I attack you from the back and you cant even call a foul

oh
mathias made this shit
it gon be a hit
you know he go lit
NOW GIVE ME BACK MY BITCH
oh you think you slick
I know she your girl but she just want my dick
she suck it with no teeth, she lick it hella clean
skinny kid with a anaconda fucking dick
yeah bitch, on the voss

owe me money, show up at yo house
on the voss
staring at the gang, you get lost
on the voss
runnin out your mouth, it gon cost
on the voss
you married to the game, go and get divorced
snitching like a rat, ta tat tat tat
you got a face tat, and now you think you rap
spitting straight crap no facts, that’s a wrap
I dare you come at me on track, you get lapped

mathias made this shit
it gon be a hit
you know he go lit
NOW GIVE ME BACK MY BITCH
oh you think you slick
I know she your girl but she just want my dick
she suck it with no teeth, she lick it hella clean
skinny kid with a anaconda fucking dick
yeah bitch, on the voss

owe me money, show up at yo house
on the voss
staring at the gang, you get lost
on the voss
runnin out your mouth, it gon cost
on the voss
you married to the game, go and get divorced

coming at me on the gram what’s the point
your bitch suck my dick with no hands that’s a point
I post it on the gram why she mad, she annoying
I told her she can pack, and she left in the morning

ON THE VOSS (Prod. mathiastyner)

LYRICS:
Why you saying Singapore cant rap
We got local talent everywhere like here and there ay
Damn the climates changing cause of all the fire in the air
Watchu saying bout the wannabes, I really don’t care
Imma school you like PSLE, put you in a chair
But sadly you aint leaving, you just staring at the air
You cant even stand straight, you be leaning with two cups in your hand
Im just reppin motherland ay

Yeah I rap ay
Yea we rap ay
When we hit the track, we make sure that shit slap ay
You just hate ay
All you be saying is 
that shit wack
that shit thrash
you just making crap
bitch I

Rap, boy Ill slap you in your face like my track that shit slap 
Keep on talking smack, you just pop another xan and talk about trap 
While im here chasin paper getting checks
Never do it for the fame, everybody here the same
Yeah I get watchu mean, we aint do no gangbang
We aint no bloods or crips we like yin yang 
But trust me if you gotta problem, you can pull up, we got brothers ready to bring you down to the bottom. 

Why you saying Singapore cant rap
We got local talent everywhere like here and there ay
Damn the climates changing cause of all the fire in the air
Watchu saying bout the wannabes, I really don’t care
Imma school you like PSLE, put you in a chair
But sadly you aint leaving, you just staring at the air
You cant even stand straight, you be leaning with two cups in your hand
Im just reppin motherland.

Yeah I rap ay 
Yea we rap ay
When we hit the track, we make sure that shit slap ay
This your own country don’t be hatin ay
When we at the top don’t be clout chasing ay
Yeah it is the little red dot
Still dangerous like I point at you for a headshot
Lion city I don’t lie see
Got people slurring slang they don’t understand 
Being so carefree
Don’t call me pundeh, unless you know me
Pull up to your momma crib and show you whats the meaning 
I don’t really want no beef, you know that I am Indian
Keep on talking shit, just know that I wont be playing

Why you saying Singapore cant rap
We got local talent everywhere like here and there ay
Damn the climates changing cause of all the fire in the air
Watchu saying bout the wannabes, I really don’t care
Imma school you like PSLE, put you in a chair
But sadly you aint leaving, you just staring at the air
You cant even stand straight, you be leaning with two cups in your hand
Im just reppin motherland.
.
"Personalities" coming soon.

TheySaidSingaporeCan'tRap

Beat produced by @banbwoi

www.youtube.com/user/sasigodie
www.instagram.com/sxsi.g/

LYRICS:
you dont get no respect till you make it

You know my shit bang(yeah), but im lowkey (ay)
Your bitch wanna bang(yeah), but she lowkey (ay)
Hit her from the back(back), she on the high C (yeah)
Pull up with the gang(gang), yeah we rowdy (ay)

Talk that talk, get you cold like its winter (like its winter)
You and I, not the same bitch we differ (ya bitch)
Ain’t no catch, just cash straight hitter (cut it cut it)
Say you riding, throw the ofo down the river (stomp that shit)

You don’t get no respect till you make it ( ay yh)
You ain’t gonna make it till you fucking fake it (fake that shit)
Tell me in the end, is that shit worth it (nah nah na)
I might just go out, scream aloud and say fuck it (fuck it)
Shits fire like a rocket, give me racks up in my pocket
Coming through like a comet, quit that talkin, where the profits, I’m the prophet, all you toxic
Make me wanna vomit bitch

You don’t get no respect till you make it ( yaa, yeah)
You ain’t gonna make it till you fucking fake it (fake that shit)
You don’t get no respect till you make it ( ay yh)
You ain’t gonna make it till you fucking fake it (fake that shit)
You ain’t gonna make it till you fucking fake it (fake that shit)
Shits fire like a rocket, give me racks up in my pocket
Coming through like a comet, quit that talkin, where the profits, im the prophet, all you toxic
Make me wanna vomit, all that fuckin gossip, send me out the fuckin orbit, ay

Take a shot everytime, you say one last fucking time
Take a shot everytime, you lie about doing crime
Take a shot everytime, I go on and kill a rhyme
Take a shot everytime, you ain’t got a lotta time
Now why you steady cryin
Im steady ballin, like im Kobe Bryant
See my mane, im a fucking lion, king of this island
Ay

You know my shit bang, yeah that shit really fucking bang
Your bitch wanna bang, she off the xan really go and dance
Hit her from the back, she really went and sang (went and sang)
Pull up with the gang,(GANG) you don’t wanna see the gang
You know my shit bang, yeah that shit really fucking bang
Talk that talk, get you cold like its winter (like its winter)
You and I, not the same bitch we differ (ya bitch)
Ain’t no catch, just cash straight hitter (cut it cut it)
Say you riding, throw the ofo down the river (stomp that shit)
You don’t get no respect till you make it ( ay yh)
You ain’t gonna make it till you fucking fake it (fake that shit)
Tell me in the end, is that shit worth it (nah nah nah)
I might just go out, scream aloud and say fuck it

Bang Lowkey

Bang Lowkey (prod. banbwoi)

LYRICS:
I got water I got water ay yuh
I got

I got water, I got water
Drippin out my neck
I got water, I got water
Drippin out my hand
I got water, I got water
Traded for some bands
I got water, I got water
All these contraband

Out they mouth, talk that talk, now they reaching out
Down the south, up my block, don’t forget the route
Got no cough, double cup, what’s in your mouth
Had to blast off, aint nobody back off

Feeling nomadic, cant stay static, wont panic
Dick jumping like a rabbit
But no 8 mile, think you savage
Just fanatic, living with yo grandma
Man I grind hard, how I make this fine art

I got water, I got water
Drippin out my neck
I got water, I got water
Drippin out my hand
I got water, I got water
Traded for some bands
I got water, I got water
All these contraband

Seen it all coming like im wearing 3D glasses
You don’t see me, but you need me like the gasses
Now you see me, wanna put me in a casket
Wanna be me, you can’t be me, you get blasted

I got water, I got water
Drippin out my neck
I got water, I got water
Drippin out my hand
I got water, I got water
Traded for some bands
I got water, I got water
Now they reaching hands

Out they mouth, talk that talk, now they reaching out
Down the south, up my block, don’t forget the route
Got no cough, double cup, what’s in your mouth
Had to blast off, aint nobody back off

WATER (I forgot who prod this)

LYRICS:

Don’t talk about racks boy you a broke boy
Don’t talk about class boy smoking viceroy
Flexing like you got it, be my busboy
Bitches standing in a Q like my name is schoolboy

Don’t talk about racks boy you a broke boy
Don’t talk about class boy smoking viceroy
Flexing like you got it, be my busboy
Bitches standing in a Q like my name is schoolboy
Don’t talk about racks boy you a broke boy
Don’t talk about class boy smoking viceroy
Flexing like you got it, be my busboy
Bitches standing in a Q like my name is schoolboy

Why you wanna act tough, we both know that you are not
Wanna bark at me, make you run and sit down like a dog
Throw all your shots at me, no damage juggernaut
Full power in this bitch, come at you in kilowatts

Ride around town, keep a blade, make me feel great
I don’t mess with fakes, see it in your face
You a fake, stay awake, catch you slippin
Take a break, bitch, you don’t want no beef, not talking bout no steak

Don’t talk about racks boy you a broke boy
Don’t talk about class boy smoking viceroy
Flexing like you got it, be my busboy
Bitches standing in a Q like my name is schoolboy

Don’t talk about racks boy you a broke boy
Don’t talk about class boy smoking viceroy
Flexing like you got it, be my busboy
Don’t talk about racks boy you a broke boy
Don’t talk about class boy smoking viceroy
Flexing like you got it, be my busboy
Bitches standing in a Q like my name is schoolboy

Broke Boy (prod. ESKRY)

LYRICS: 

(Hook)
Where’s my throne
Where’s my throne
I been doing the most
I be slept on the most so I had to let y'all know
Y'all be sleeping on me, think that i'm a damn pillow
I be running up my tracks like a marathon
You got something up your ass, are you wearing a thong
People saying I cant make it ,tryna prove em wrong
You don’t like me, I don’t need you bro move along
Never dead, but i'm back again, call me megatron, ay

(Verse)
Ay 
Who’s you’re favourite rapper, kill him with a bar
Turn him to a sweet wrapper
Ay ay
That kids not a gangster, he never kept a dagger
He’s just a good actor
woah
Man i'm killing em, till I win again, i'm no Eminem, but I’ll bring the game back again
Always represent, voss gang, everywhere I been
 i'm a magician make the opps disappear ay
I shine, like a chandelier
Your favourite rapper dropped,one,song then disappeared, hey
Yuh, I wasn’t very clear
Thought I was an engineer, but this is my career

(Bridge)
I been doing this longer than I can remember
Got lots of secrets ain’t no harry potter chambers
And I never had a mentor so I was my own leader
So I took all the fire and send them shots like Rambo for the throne

(Hook)
Where’s my throne
Where’s my throne
I be doing the most
I be slept on the most so I had to let y'all know
Y'all be sleeping on me, think that i'm a damn pillow
I be running up my tracks like a marathon
You got something up your ass, are you wearing a thong
People saying I cant make it ,tryna prove em wrong
You don’t like me, I don’t need you bro move along
Never dead, but i'm back again, call me megatron, ay

(Verse 2)
Ay to whom shall I prove
I'm a living proof of the clout overdue, like ooh
Yeah i'm just passin thru
feel like ghost rider leaving fire everywhere I go, like ooh
Keep on watching what I do
I'm not good that ain't true
Wanna win, I cant lose
Even when i'm off the goose
Tell the lies from the truth
Seen the lies, déjà vu
Never sleep on the crew
Where’s my throne I don’t know

(Hook)
Where’s my throne
Where’s my throne
I be doing the most
I be slept on the most so I had to let y'all know
Y'all be sleeping on me, think that i'm a damn pillow
I be running up my tracks like a marathon
You got something up your ass, are you wearing a thong
People saying I cant make it ,tryna prove em wrong
You don’t like me, I don’t need you bro move along
Never dead, but i'm back again, call me megatron, ay

THRONE

THRONE [Prod. By AEBEATS]

LYRICS:

That shit wack
That shit wack
That shit wack
That shit wack
That shit wack
That shit wack
That shit wack
That shit wack

Post your fit on the gram, that shit wack
Hit your bitch from the back, she get wet
Run your mouth, break a sweat, you get whacked, I don’t cap, you get fucked with a strap, you a dog with a cat
That shit wack
That shit wack
That shit wack
That shit wack
That shit wack
That shit wack
That shit wack
That shit wack

You and I, we don’t drip the same
Coming up, my track go insane
Fuck it up, sauce run thru my vein
You alive, but your career is dead
Brand new drip, brand new bitch
Brand new swagger in this bitch
Keep a dagger by my hip
Not a rapper, you a bitch
Not a trapper, you a kid
Brand new chapter, im the king
The mad hatter, im insane
Let the pride chop off my head
Catch you slippin, you go dead
Down to ride for the bread
See the lies on your face
You gon cry when I chase

That shit wack
Your shit wack
Your bitch wack, but ya
She get wet
You still wack
You so wack
Talk that smack
You get smacked
That shit wack
That shit wack
That shit wack
That shit wack
That shit wack
That shit wack
That shit wack
That shit wack

Wack

Wack (Prod. POLOBOY 81*)

Lyrics:
I see many better than me yet im evidently cocky
That’s just how im feeling incidentally, it don’t matter to me
Cause im always ready, what you throwin at me
 im killing it, Im killing you, no felony my enemies wanna see me down on my knees
Second guessing my abilities, no empathy full on jealousy
I been fused chemically, my mind and the rhymes got a chemistry

I mean, come on
You can try and battle me, if you plan on doubting me
You can try killing me, but im not John Kennedy
Aint no way, you can come near me, no entropy, you rather follow me
In this melody my life pleasantly, no joke on in me
Don’t crack on me, get a penalty
no remedies, live painfully
no remedies, live painfully

You don’t wanna go to war with me, you aint even war ready
If you were ready, I will draw weapons, keep the tools with me
Like the gang with me don’t come play with me, live carefully
Don’t tell me im not on my grind, finding anytime to rhyme
My lunchtime, my mealtime to the night time, like im tryna solve a crime
You can go and ask my slime
Im grinding all the time
Tryna find my showtime
Im divine, I see the signs
I know that im prime
In the mean time, rest in paradise x 
He showed me how to shine but left us behind

Ready

Ready (prod. pilgrim)

ITZ KORONA TAIME

LYRICS:
Aye its ya boy sxsi up in this shit
Wrote this while taking a huge shit
HAHA
Aye lets get it
Back full of tats oops sorry I meant stabs
Facts from the text flow like water from a tap
Laps on my raps you still figuring my status
Like hold up im at the top like im mount everest

I aint got no money but I spend it on the daily like a ritual
I feel like I am winnie, got the honey in my visual
Not talking bout no easter bunny, my shit more conceptual
Like Disney im the king no lion, I be flying like im Aladdin
Got no soul im manakin, caught my flow, like a flu, you a brackish terrapin, hol up
Steady sip no lean, your girl bulking my protein, hol up
Can u feel the wind, imma take u on a spin, yeah

I aint got no money but I spend it on the daily like a ritual
I feel like I am winnie, got the honey in my visual
Not talking bout no easter bunny, my shit more conceptual
Like Disney im the king no lion, I be flying like im Aladdin
Got no soul im manakin, caught my flow, like a flu, you a brackish terrapin, hol up
Steady sip no lean, your girl bulking my protein, hol up
Can u feel the wind, imma take u on a spin, yeah
On a spin like a top all I get is top
Come up round the block, you aint gonna get shot
Shoot shoot shoot shoot JB say wassup
I aint got no plug, you know how I walk
Bag full of cash in the back of the truck
Back off and dash, fore you have nothing left to pluck
Don’t be talking to no cop
Your career finna flop
Don’t be picking up no bone
Acting like a big dog

DisneyFlow

hi im back lol

LYRICS:
Move out the way bitch
I don’t need no fake bitch
You want me for clout bitch I aint even have it
My bands in my pocket you cant come around it
You cannot stop me now bitch I am a comet

I don’t want no fake bitch, I need me a real bitch
She looking for my wallet so I had to pass her to my clique
She looking at my drip then she drippin on my dick
I don’t got no ice, I got hair on my wrist
Acting all seductive I ain’t even gonna trip
I don’t even got a whip you should proly take a lyft
And remember when my ex, she was a naughty bitch
Holy shit, now she turned into a holy bitch

Move out the way bitch
I don’t need no fake bitch
You want me for clout bitch I aint even have it
My bands in my pocket you cant come around it
You cannot stop me now bitch I am a comet
Move out the way bitch
I don’t need no fake bitch
You want me for clout bitch I aint even have it

I don’t want no fake bitch, I need me a real bitch
She looking for my wallet so I had to pass her to my clique
She looking at my drip then she drippin on my dick
I don’t got no ice, I got hair on my wrist
Acting all seductive I ain’t even gonna trip
I don’t even got a whip you should proly take a lyft
And remember when my ex, she was a naughty bitch
Holy shit, now she turned into a holy bitch

Move out the way bitch
I don’t need no fake bitch
You want me for clout bitch I aint even have it
My bands in my pocket you cant come around it
You cannot stop me now bitch I am a comet







suck my dick, backwards
-love, sxsi xoxo

sxsi

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