lineup:
@ccppoo33
@astrmani

[PROD. CPO3]

EGO [w/ cpo3 + mani]

head tap (8strings)

@astrmani @eightstringss

lyrics:

yuh, he tryna slide wit no mask on 
them niggas never outside when i’m out there, but they get mad when i take my ass back home 
somebody tell these lil niggas to back the fuck up cus they gon be the ones dat i blast on 
556 inna back of the truck tryna aim for a head dat my brother put cash on 

you niggas not hot 
run in his crib get his pops shot 
i was gon spin but the cops out 
nigga won’t drop dot 
i’m on her tongue like a pop rock
im tryna shoot fuck a shot clock 
boy what you lookin at
i make a band ima triple dat 
boy you a bitch gotta live wit dat
you tryna spin where yo pistol at 
you gotta chill with that 
i up chop and im rippin dat

shot clock (8strings)

2024! OLD BUT GOLD! HELLO! @yungicystar @astrmani

hexing hoes [OG]

lineup:
@yungicystar
@astrmani

[PROD. 8FOLD]

WAIT 4 ME [w/ yungicystar & mani]

16VILLAINZ

@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]

Because I was in a really dark place for a long time,
And I heard all their bullshit spewing in the lines,
The underground is dog shit the Midwest gets lonely,
When ace isn’t with me there enough just to hold me,

theoretically I could set up (bitch nah fuck that),
bitches fire shots at me? you know I bust back,
and I got the squad the saints at my back trust that,
Squeezing at the nipple of the bitch tit you Sucks at,
getting just a little wiff of ashwaganda rap,
getting just a little wiff of some hot ass blunt rap,

hubcap,
bum rap,
this that 
his mat,

we got all these different artists and you know ive been that,

And I was talking on some shit but I didn’t wanna get involved
And I was talking on some dick so I hopped up on the call,
Jamari wants me now said that he can’t ball,
This ain’t even a diss I just happened to hop up on the song,

goddamn,
another fucking payback with a twist,
motherfuckers pissed at me but who gives a shit?

get your brooms out  cause I’m going for that clean sweep,
bitches really be thinking then can beat me,
and I’m really boutta go for a three peat,
0 for 3 I am musically at least, (golly)

Hold up just a second then a motherfucking minute,
it’s the El Capitan and I got my own lieutenants,
Shoutout Jeezy for the lyrics but he needs some form of payment,
And I don’t got that kind of bread on me right now, (dang it)

bitches said I fell off that im past my fucking prime,
forgotten member of saints give a fuck about my time,
cause you be wasting yours standing all in that line,
at the bank or DMV that shit ain’t me no more inside,

bitch,
how could I ever leave,
hard I fucking better be,
that is not my pedigree,
moving shit that you can’t see,
Bitch

(im too lazy to put waryy's verse ;  Kody didn't wanna do it)

Constant Wind (feat. waryy)

this the kinda shit I was talking about,
dirty drums matte black coup get ‘cha cameras out,
drippy wet like water that’s some shit y’all like to brag about,
stamp and shout these bitches done let the kraken out,

that bitch smell like some fishy, that’s a trout,
hit up drizzy, told him I got that Millie Bobby Brown,
got her going crazy like will.i.am she twist and shout,

Oh my god,
Oh- my god,
Everyone’s telling me that I’m so odd,
All up in my face underneath my jaw,
I saw a little Mexican in me and he was saying

No mas y no menos,
tu follow mi carro problema tomorrow
you stand in my sorrow,
and I’m talking my shit and I just gotta say,
(you better back the fuck up and get out of my way)

I’m just reminding yall that I’m nothing you can fuck with,
cause
who the fuck is making beats like me (and I’ll wait)
who is there that can compete with me (and I’ll wait)
who in the underground attest to me (and I’ll wait)
are yall just hating secretly? (and I’ll bate)

like master,
Hating on me all still from that last year,
Think he hates me dude and I don’t wanna ask her,
Crazy Dude crazy life Mi Vida Loca on the mic,
Do this shit until I die with the saints a battlecry

cause I’m hard like rigormortis,
Rick and Morty,
Do you get the story,

birthday dinner looks savory,
think this is an allegory,
stop it ma don’t have to worry,
 Little boys writing his story,

they said I’m a mid rapper,
so I went and bent backwards.
on the beat cause I go crazy like a fat kid with a candy wrapper

cause I’m causing havoc,
and I didn’t even plan it,
I guess I’m on a whole other level and planet

Vatos Locos

Just another day in the life of a Chicano
and I’m walking down the street and la chota walks their beat,

Moving week by week,
Living day by day,
Doing what I gotta do to get my fortune and fame,

doing what I gotta do so they remember my name,
but it won’t matter if they all think I’m lame,
it won’t matter if they think I’m a Criminal,
it won’t matter if I’m purely expendable,

they think I ain’t smart cause the way that I look,
they ain’t know I’m in college and my nose in a book 
they probably think I’m a gang member or rapist,
Cause I got my dickies and my locs and I don’t say shit,

We don’t fake it we just take it,
And if I make it to 21,
I’ll be farther than most cause I didn’t die by a-

Another Day (feat. yungicystar)

You are the fire that the rain couldn’t drown, You are the roots that grew under the town, You are the voice when they silence the crowd, You are the moment they said wasn’t allowed.
You are the dream that your grandma could see, You are the future your father believed, You are the proof that the pain was a seed 
Now look at the tree, look at the tree.

I was never just the kid with the Dickies and locs,
Now I’m suited in purpose, I don’t joke with these quotes,
Told my younger self “you are and you always were,
Had to bleed to believe that my dreams had worth,

My grandma told me these beats were the best ever,
So I can’t waste them I gotta get my shit together,
My dad told me “you’re our ancestors wildest dreams”
Well damn I had no response that wouldn’t cause a scene,

You are everything they said you wouldn’t be,
You ain’t what they labeled you you’re proof that pain can bloom,
Got my Dickies and my Locs and i wear them for my sleeve,
Los Veteranos on my back for my team,

Even if there’s nobody I’ll always be on your side,
I’ll always have a shoulder safe for you to cry,
And even If the whole world tells nothing but lies,
Ill keep the truth with me till the day I die,

You Are

Stepped out the car in the city of my new life,
Didn’t pack much just a mic and harddrive,
And my Nothing Muzik CD for the demo live,
Banking on a dream that barely keeps me alive,

I always tell the truth even when I lie,
Not on purpose and I try I see the surface and I glide,
To the top of my mind and I see it all inside,
All the crying and the sighs but on the outside it’s fine 

So many people in my life most are recently,
Think about my future put a smile on fake decently,
I cannot stand personas having some fake decency,
I promise you it does not go by all that easily,

Frequently I have nightmares that often end peacefully,
Secretly I piece together parts and bits so easily,
They’re needing me underground in disarray and its not ok,
Because one day they’ll look back and see I was a visionary,

Looking at my stream numbers that shit is abysmal,
Bottom of the barrel I can’t even see a decimal,
Ace said not to quit I got talent I don’t use it,
So I made Nothing Muzik but I still can’t fuze it,

Abuse it, that’s what I do with the beat,
When I rap and I rap and im still with my feet,
Its like a giant monster I can’t defeat,
Tim Jones walked now he’s down six feet,

Now I can let these dream killers go and kill all my dreams,
Or use my ego as the steam to fuel my release,
pull back on the sadness and pull down my sleeves,
because nothing stops growing I am like a tall tree,

But I’m not gonna fold cause im feeling the strain,
I been drenched in doubt now I dance in the rain,
Got my scars out in daylight no need to explain,
I aint hiding my story just to make it look plain,

And I ain’t tryna pity me, I’m stating what it is,  
Just a kid with a voice and a vision in the mist,  
They don’t listen till you gone, it’s a fucked up twist,  
I could vanish in the fog and they wouldn’t know I missed,

Stepped out the car in the city of my new life,
got a show six blocks I’m running late I’m passing cops,
fans rush the stage and I ain’t even there,
open the gates and I climb the stairs and I’m there,

Stepped on the stage with the weight of my past,
Mic in my hand like it’s all that I have,
Nothing Muzik still spinning still won’t sell fast,
But I made what I needed now that feeling can last,

Stepped into the room in the city of my new life,
boxes full I’m starting up brand new walls I’m guessing up,
the sun on my skin I feel the radiant beams,
I think I’ve found what life really means,

The Way

Nothing Muzik is my third full-length project as CPO3.
A lot of this is me processing what it means to create when no one’s watching, and whether or not that even matters. You’ll hear callbacks to Turbulent Behavior and Extraterrestrial, interludes from friends and family, and a whole lot of different sounds stitched together.
Shoutout to LLTMFS. Shoutout to Bray, Ace, Cody, Kody, Waryy, Ajinn, Adam Nevala, and anybody else I’ve spoken to or worked with. 
Shoutout to anyone who ever listened. If this ends up being nothing, then at least it’s Nothing Muzik.

This album is dedicated to the remembrance of my friend Ashur, who tragically passed away, he loved music and we connected strongly through it, I hope all goes well friend I will miss you. I also dedicate this album to my grandmother who passed away, she was my rock and my guide and without her; i've been trying to find a way. I love both of you and hope you are both happier.

Christian's Outroduction

one thing,
two birds,
three stones,
4 words,
one thing what it is,
Just the saints we always live,
five stars,
six feet,
seven sins,
skin deep,
eight strings,
on repeat,
i will not suffer defeat,
off rip with a posse cut,
off this and I’m mocking up,
From no plays and Frito lays to full plates,
It’s so lame,
Don’t ever degrade the name,
IE? what a fucking joke,
We play the game just know the name
Long Live the Mother fucking Saints,

(im too lazy to put everyone else's Kody didn't wanna do it)

One Thing (feat. waryy, astrmani, & yungicystar)

plugg avengers 2k25 mixx

Constant Wind (extended)

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