Chemical Cabinet is a California rap collective headed by artists Number4luv and FiSH. A fair bit of Chemical Cabinet Vol 1's material was originally intended to be on Number4luv's sophomore album.

SHAKE YO ASS ft. Number4luv, FiSH, prod. vyle

SPEW ft. Number4luv, FiSH, prod. dogshed

BEANS IN THE POT ft. Number4luv, SOVI, ELMX, prod. plucksunset

BOUTA WALK ft. Number4luv, MoonLuvsLuna, 47visions, prod. ohbats

CHEMICAL CABINET (outro) ft. Number4luv, FiSH, prod. Number4luv

@yungicystar @astrmani @cloroxcide no guts no glory
lyrics:
Bitch I deserve to ball
I survived it all
They telling me look what you were
I’m telling them what I’ve become
I know it’s easy to hurt
But what’s best for me is getting up
I’m not that kid anymore
Who in the fuck do you think that you’re pressing like I could’ve did anymore?
If you keep expecting ignoring my presence then I’m not gon give anymore
You make a narrative run with it then, that’s your story to tell
I seen your shortcomings but I ain’t mock you when you fell

No guts, no glory
No guts, no glory
No guts, no glory
No guts, no glory

Hearts in the right place, my head isn’t
Know I tried to save face but I didn’t 
Know I made some mistakes and I got distant
Know I tried to run away but my problems have spread 
I thought I’d have nothing to lose if they want me dead 
In fear hurt my friends now I heal and repent 

No guts, no glory
No guts, no glory
No guts, no glory
No guts, no glory

Ready to blow any second so please do not press any buttons I’m letting it off
Tired of thinking I’m not gonna make it, I’m done with this shit I’m not playing it off  
Niggas counted me out now and now all of a sudden they fucking with me 
Nigga fuck out my face 
Got a point I can prove, ima show I can do it 
I’m flying in space niggas running in place 
Okay, I’m out the way now
He pump fake, he built a fake round 
Not somebody niggas can take down
Tell em get down or lay down 
I can’t be you and I’m glad that I’m not 
After all I’ve been through I can’t feel that I’ve lost 
Ain’t got shit to prove cause I do what I want
Bitch it’s StarMani we built for the top

No guts, no glory
No guts, no glory
No guts, no glory
No guts, no glory

Niggas thought Mani & Bray wouldn’t come back
You can’t fuck with my brother so fuck that
I got weight that I can’t seem to cut back
Tried to get rid of you but you spun back 
 Everywhere you see, you can’t get rid of me
Blank shot nigga you ain’t killing me
In your head so I know you missing me 
It ain’t no stopping me, no dismissing me
Back then I was looking for the beef
Back then I was robbing in the streets
Back then I would only feel grief
Loss after loss in in disbelief 
Thought about prison, had nothing to lose 
I was ready to kill, I knew that was for certain 
Now I’m past all the shit that was holding me back 
Now I’m ready to blow I let go of my burdens 

No guts, no glory
No guts, no glory
No guts, no glory
No guts, no glory

It isn’t generosity if the end goal gettin power over me 
It isn’t hospitality if you only take me in to fuel your needs
I’m knowing there’s demons you fighting my nigga but I cannot be your relief  
I’m knowing there’s demons you fighting my nigga but I cannot be your relief

SPOTIFY

No Guts, No Glory. [PROD. CLOROXCIDE]

@astrmani @eightstringss @cloroxcide

i hope my mama can see what i’m doing and notice im trying as hard as i can 
i hope the niggas around me gon stay by my side during times when some shit hit the fan
i hope them niggas das still getting high offa drugs with they friends are still able to land 
i hope nobody start gettin confused when it come to this shit i’m the mf man 

nowadays there ain’t a path ppl take, they don’t know who they are and don’t know what they want 
soon as dat lil nigga make his advance he gon hop onna net and start tryna flaunt
thinking dat street shit a influence no it ain’t sumn to copy or sumn to taunt 
when i start talkin these niggas not gon understand me like i’m an unreadable font 

i miss my papa i know dat he see me, i know dat he know dat i do it for him 
pockets got weight yea they been gettin fat, had to tell my lil denim to go hit the gym 
straight to the top niggas know where i’m headed and shit if i have to i’m losing a limb 
no i ain’t playin bout none of my family, you come at em wrong den dis shit can get grim 

long live the saints and im rockin wit 8 and whoever around em i fuck wit em too
niggas be mad that they not with the team, yeah i know dat u mad we not fuckin wit you 
honestly don’t give a fuck who u wit cause you know dat u trash with the rest of ur crew 
i hope a nigga don’t come at me wrong cus my gun holding hollows, them bitches go through

hope (prod. 8strings & cloroxcide)

@astrmani @407krxxk

i’m wit yo bitch, so don’t call her nigga
i’m making plays, im a mf baller nigga
she inna crib n she dripping like water nigga
wanna tap in nigga, what would u offer nigga 
i spin yo block and i bet ima slaughter nigga
i’m upping pole if he think dat he taller nigga
762 hit his leg he a crawler nigga 
come get yo hoe back, no ion want her nigga

if i see dat cash yeah i bet ima take it
big 556 inna function i bet ima shake it 
i am not otto lil nigga i don’t do the faking 
said u a saint nigga bet i can send u to satan
bitch is we fuckin or not i ain’t doin no waiting 
got passed that pack n he still ain’t make it
got passed dat strap n he still ain’t spray it
bitch im still onnat, nigga i ain’t playing 

i’m still onnat, give a fuck wat he thinking 
dis water on me dis ain’t lean that im drinking 
niggas never gon shoot, got a stick for no reason 
i just woke up and made me some cheddar, im cheesing 

if i up it on him i can bet that he freezing 
they start playing his shit then the hoes get to leaving 
get yo whole catalogue and just gone head delete it
caught a nigga in person he say he ain’t mean it

okay, lil bitch i’m riding wit keyy n dem
my pockets fat, wat im feeding em?
she think she know what she see in him 
she look at me and start leaving him

how many racks? more than three of em 
dem niggas trash, issa team of em 
choppas got grips wit a beam on em
das not yo gang u can’t lean on em

das not yo gang they don’t know you 
be a civil like u supposed to 
nigga you suck i can’t hold you 
don’t even know why they chose you 

say you got sticks finna blow too 
all of my niggas got poles too 
come to yo block ima doze thru 
boy i can’t wait to dispose you 

i up the mac if i catch em in traffic
nigga said he was clutchin, dat bitch didn’t have it
leave a hole inna door, she gon see that im dashing 
i jus got hella checks n i still ain’t cash em
put dat shit on my soul, niggas faker than plastic
put that boy inna ground, he thought i wouldn’t blast it
take dat cash out yo hand that u keep on flashing 
they don’t care bout that nigga, they glad for his passing

faking / pop out the kut 2 (prod. krxxk)

@astrmani @xanocery @aghstt

you bet not think dat u safe cus u sittin behind that lil monitor talkin dat shit 
i see dat chain dat he rocking, as soon as i see em outside he get turned to a lick 
lil nigga got in his head now he talkin dat bullshit, dat nigga turned to a prick
chop got a drum onnat bitch but his only hold 10, why u toting dat baby ass stick 

niggas will run to the internet chatting some shit cus u know they ain’t bout it in person 
tough ass guy onna phone when i saw em outside i was seeing a whole different version 
big ass blade on me nigga i bet if i cut em they’ll think he got done by a surgeon 
cap on me look like a beanie i promise dis shit is a mask nigga dis not a turban 

boy we can talk dis shit out like we grown or if you really wit it den bitch we can bump 
i’m boutta cop me a drac ima throw a lil stock onnat bitch and den up it and dump 
im tryna go up wit gang we gon make this lil rapping shit great again but i’m not trump 
he cannot fuck wit the gang cus the last time he did that lil pussy went out like a chump 

this not a diss, i just say what it is 
he tried to shoot a lil shot but he missed
greatest upcoming he not onnat list 
nigga got cut like dat shit on his wrist 

call up my twin ima send me a blitz 
thinking you better like nigga you wish 
boy without us you wouldn’t exist 
dis not a pape magazine dis a kriss

safe (prod. xanocery & aghast)

pageant *rmx* w/ cloroxcide (prod. 8strings)

RIVERSIDE CA #1500
@officehouseofgod | @longlivethesaints

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