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A.C.A.B.1.3.1.2 
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A.C.A.B.1.3.1.2

CRUISE

GARAGE MUSIC GROUP 2025

(Intro)
I came from nothin’ but blood and silence,
Now my words cut deep like organized violence.
Money talks, but I speak in coffins,
Slide through your block, no mask, no caution.

(Verse 1)
I don’t shake no hands, I break your fuckin’ spine,
Gold teeth flashin’ while I’m sippin’ on crime,
Chain cost your rent, bitch—step outta line,
I’ll have your mama cryin’ over chalk outline.

Cocaine whispers in designer boots,
I’m the devil in silk, ain’t no fuckin’ excuse.
Click-clack – that’s the drum on my name,
I ain’t just rap, bitch, I’m war in a frame.

I fucked up the game while you beg for a spot,
You suck dick for clout, I sell pain that’s hot.
Every line’s a bullet, every hook’s a threat,
I got killers that pray with a blade at your neck.

Private jets, but my soul still bleeds,
Roll with suits that commit dirty deeds.
From the mud to the throne, no love in my chest,
Put your name on a shirt, fuck peace, I bless death.

(Verse 2)
Shooters on payroll, loyalty’s priced,
One word from me and your whole fam iced.
Cartier frames, but I see through your soul,
Fake thug talk, I make legends fold.

I built my name from cocaine and pain,
You built yours from likes and thirst for fame.
Fuck your chain, I melt that shit for fun,
Then serve your girl while she’s holdin’ my gun.

Every city I touch, I own that turf,
Your crew play gangsta, I show them worth.
I baptize beef in a bathtub of blood,
Got priests in the trap throwin’ curses in mud.

I don’t do features, I do funerals, bitch,
If I speak on a beat, it’s a motherfuckin’ hit.
You still dream of deals, I own the suits,
And I still break jaws in luxury boots.

(Chorus x2)
Fuck peace, I profit from chaos and pain,
Mob ties tighter than your bitch’s chain.
Death in my eyes, but my wrist on froze,
You talk loud, I move quiet — that’s how it goes.

(Verse 3)
They want me dead ‘cause I speak too real,
But I’m still here with a blacked-out steel.
Sippin’ on trauma, I toast to sin,
While your crew folds — I just fuckin’ grin.

Patek on my wrist, blood on my sleeve,
Every smile I show hides a dozen grieves.
You pray for peace? I load my clip,
Put names in dirt — then ghost your clique.

I run with killers that never post,
We don’t do dances, we do silent toasts.
I lit up blocks for less than a word,
Now I earn stacks while you beg like a bird.

Your trap talk’s faker than your girl’s moan,
While I built empires from a half-burnt phone.
I’m the nightmare that your idols fear,
Fuck a threat — I bring death near.

(Verse 4)
I was broke, blood-soaked, with nothin’ to lose,
Now I’m rich, ruthless — I pick and choose.
I made it off pain, off scars and dirt,
Now I count M’s while I lace up a shirt.

Fuck your deal, your chain, your label’s cut,
I own my masters — and your bitch, slut.
You floss fake racks, I move in vaults,
Fuck 12 too — I don’t plead, I assault.

I fed rats poison with a smile on face,
Then lit cigars over their cold-ass case.
Gold teeth flash when I bury a name,
No RIP, just a kill-count game.

Don’t compare me to these TikTok thugs,
I’m war-born, forged in slums and drugs.
If rap’s a throne, then I sit with scars,
Made a crown from shells and prison bars.

(Chorus x2)
Fuck peace, I profit from chaos and pain,
Mob ties tighter than your bitch’s chain.
Death in my eyes, but my wrist on froze,
You talk loud, I move quiet — that’s how it goes.

(Outro)
No love, no mercy — that’s how I live,
Took the streets, gave nothin’, but still I give.
Names get buried, but my throne remains,
I die a king — surrounded by blood and chains.

No Mercy

G-R-N-E-T

BAHANELERLE

MEZARIMA

BEBEK

VALENTNO

AMOR MIO

GUESS

FAST

DERDIN NE

🎤 EMO74 | Rap / Trap Artist
🌃 City lights, dark beats, and emotional lyrics.
🔥 "Amor Mio" album is out!
📩 Collaboration / Booking: realemo74@gmail.com

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He started his music career at 2010. First he made some sick beats at home. In 2013 he build and choose his studio name is Garage Music Group and made some professional sick trap and hip hop beats. Her friend said him he can write and make rap songs. He tried makin rap several times, listen his songs 24 hours. If he find any mistake he tryna fix it. In half of 2013 he begin share his songs in his facebook and twitter account. And now , he wants to be a number 1 in the rap music industry.. #LIONGANG #GMG #REALSHIT

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