lyrics:

get the fuck off our back
dynamic duo 
we kobe and shaq
it’s back to the 80’s 
i’m popping like crack
you stupid ass lady
can’t have you my sack 
it’s big dom i’m back
from the dead you can’t flow this
i get more cheddar than you
but you know this
bitch i’m a gift
better ask where the bow is
cause i’m holding nudes 
by your man and i’ll expose this
if we meeting face to face 
i’m jesus and you moses  
popped that boy 
like eric 
ima show you 
where the crows is 
ima visit you and piss
but never leave you roses 
told her she a chip reader 
the card is where my nose is 
big dom missing 
where he at?
he chilling where the hoes is 
hit that bitch for 7 minutes 
20 different poses 
i was w this bitch 
for 2 years
she never chose this 
bitch i’m at the end of
of my chapter 
this where i closes this

DYNAMIC DUO! W/ KOKO (PROD. KCALB)

Fuck You

Tote This Pistol! ft @heyynoir (Prod. SPHYNX)

Lyrics: 

I be toting on that glock you know it's heavy
Walk 'round wit' that choppa, i ain't talking no machete
You can't walk 'round looking shady, bust yo' top like it's confetti
Got him nodding like it's fetti, pull that Narcan out the Medi

Who is that? I don't know, let me find out he a hoe
Tote this- Tote this pistol I don't tote this shit for show
Who is that? I don't know, let me find out he a hoe
Tote this- Tote this pistol I don't tote this shit for show

Woke up in the morning grab my pistol I don't need no breakfast (na)
When I hit the road you know that I be driving reckless (driving reckless)
Rocking jewelry, they like "Why so many necklace?"
Yeah I know where imma go I don't need no direction
Fuck a bitch no I can't keep a hoe and I don't need no affection
Pressure make diamonds but you'll die if you get caught in tension
They tryna divide us but fuck that and fuck the whole conception
Fuck working til' I die, I'm tryna get rich, not tryna get no pension

Who is that? I don't know, let me find out he a hoe
Tote this- Tote this pistol I don't tote this shit for show
Who is that? I don't know, let me find out he a hoe
Tote this- Tote this pistol I don't tote this shit for show

Tote this pistol like a missile I don't use it but I go
i fuck these bitches like a mission, bust my nut and then go ghost
Spent half a commission on an engine, press the gas and watch it blow
You claim to be my competition but you no where in my scope
I change my map and switch the code
You'll never catch me moving slow
You moving funny, I don't move without the money money
She call me honey, like a rabbit, bounce on me like bunny
You must be stupid dummy, ever thinking you could trust me

Who is that? I don't know, let me find out he a hoe
Tote this- Tote this pistol I don't tote this shit for show
Who is that? I don't know, let me find out he a hoe
Tote this- Tote this pistol I don't tote this shit for show

Damn Son!

Tote This Pistol!

Tote This Pistol! ft @heyynoir (Prod. SPHYNX)

OUT ON SPOTIFY!

KIDx - Loosen UP! (@666rehab Exclusive)

KIDx - Bye Bye! (@666rehab Exclusive)

mixed and mastered by @JoshIGuess
produced by Fony Wallace
cover by SOS Sleepzie & SOS Yang

Lyrics:
v for vendetta
left that fucker full of bullet holes
he wouldnt close his mouth
had to grab my choppa let it go
we got too fucked up
narcan hittin like an antidote
yeat the way i stuff my pockets
blue hangin out like overload
x2

i keep a strap on me 
sling on it like a backpack
i keep extended clips on my sticks
in a black bag
told that fuckboy sit
bloody hole in his black hat
goth bitch on my dick
she got eyes like a black cat

blowin smoke till i choke
im sendin shots down range
blow my fuckin gasket
send me in a fuckin outrage
i want my money now
i dont want no fuckin down pays
pull up on ya crew. puffin fumes
you got outplayed

hey bro say tho
have you met my draco
pull up on his block
step- on him like a lego
run this bitch up
like its 2010 halo
yo bitch on her knees
i got her on my say-so

v for vendetta
left that fucker full of bullet holes
he wouldnt close his mouth
had to grab my choppa let it go
we got too fucked up
narcan hittin like an antidote
yeat the way i stuff my pockets
blue hangin out like overload
x2

ALL BLACK WHIP

Jigsaw

cover by SOS Yang
produced by Fony Wallace
mixed + mastered by @JoshIGuess

Lyrics:
in my spaceship
wit the stars in my ceilin
whippin round town
im double cup leanin
needa get sum gas 
cuz im really fuckin feinin
course i got a gun
fuck u think im concealin

im an alien wit a beamer
 like its sci fi
put that shit out the fuckin window
its a drive by
dressed in all black
like one of the 2 spy guys
5 guys cant win against one 
now they sky high

heard about bro talkin
get to walkin on the pavement
pull up to his hood 
lookin for my fuckin payment
wait for him at his house
ill be real fuckin patient
as soon as he pops up
hes gta wasted

he run his mouth in real life
he gon catch a left right
im a fuckin clown bro
walk into my dead lights
up him wit my gun
he a deer in the headlights
he a fuckin lightweight
one shot and its bedtime

in my ufo
lights flashin out the window
thats not led
its the attatchment on my pistol
this aint fuckin trump
u wont hear a fuckin whistle
u fuckin dead bro
coroner says thats official

im an alien wit a beamer
 like its sci fi
put that shit out the fuckin window
its a drive by
dressed in all black
like one of the 2 spy guys
5 guys cant win a one 
now they sky high

molten comin out my mouth
u know im spittin hot shit
i been searchin for my mind
cuz i been fuckin lost it
spin his fuckin block
and ill leave that boy in hospice
im tryna die
in the middle of the moshpit

make em eat my gun
ask him how that fuckin metal taste
u fuckin irrational
i can tell u dont meditate
im a fuckin time bomb
just waiting to detonate
sendin shots at his chest
make his lungs ventilate

if he wan get to steppin
then lets get to steppin right now
if he wan get to talkin
then i got him in my sights now
where u doin business
thats not something that u write down
that aint no fuckin cat scratch
bullet hole in his eyebrow

im an alien wit a beamer
 like its sci fi
put that shit out the fuckin window
its a drive by
dressed in all black
like one of the 2 spy guys
5 guys cant win against one 
now they sky high

SCI-FI!

prod. rope

Lyrics:

Theres some evil inside me n I can feel it
I use the lords power 2 fight off all these feelings 
But the fear of god is a weapon intended for healing 

I plan to get a grasp on the industry like Koba and flip it on its ceiling 
He step out his bracket n get blown to bits like he Krillin

Fuck respect I’m not feelin with how you feelin 

Some opinions just fucking stupid you should cut your tongue off n feed it to your children 

I’m sick of seein grown ass men with that don julio doin dances in they buildin

Its a different typa hatred I got for the talentless basics with no idea of greatness, man-

Nevermind that, half of you rappers is fakin the only reason you on the mic is cause you came up in this generation 

Fuck-

But if magically I got hit with temporal displacement and was 2 decades back with the same come up I’d still have that same itch

Yall lackin that passion and ne-

Yall lackin that passion and patience you needa stop rushin 2 make hits

Snap on the beat so hard I start shaking like parkinsons but this feeling is greatness 

I can’t tell you about the resurrection of Eric Draven but the actions are 2 damn heinous 2 even be recreated

Break Out Your Skin

1st is the 1st song on Contridium Corde's freshman album "The 
Revenant"

produced, mixed, written, and mastered entirely by Contridium Corde

more songs from the revenant will be uploaded periodically... if you would like to stream the full album it is fully available on apple music and spotify.

The Revenant

mixed and mastered by @JoshIGuess
Produced by Fony Wallace
Visualizer + Lyric Video: 
https://youtube.com/shorts/yUl--wyjpeo?si=W1QantuhCSAT3jOt
COVER AND VIDEO MADE BY SOS YANG + SOS SLEEPZIE
Lyrics:
pull up to ya hood 
fucked up walking dead
bangin on ya door
thinkin we the fuckin feds
he tried to run out back
but im 2 steps ahead
put that chrome in his dome
put that lead in his head

i like to feel the drugs
sink down in my system
now im trippin now im buggin
now im seein visions
how loud i gotta scream
for yall to fuckin listen
theres a reason why im poppin
and yall not dont get it twisted

theres a reason why yall quit
but i push to the finish
the reason why im free
is there aint a fuckin witness
when im on the mainstage
introduce me as joker
get these rappers off my dick
i dont hang with fuckin posers
im a dead man
im a corpse how i choke her
grippin on this blick
dead mans hand like its poker
versace cologne
but gas stays as my odor
these boys in the streets
actin sweet russell stover

i stay around success
aka im a loner
i stay fucked up
you wont ever catch me sober
pull up to the club
and im walkin like a zombie
do my fuckin drugs
like my number one hobby

pull up to ya hood 
fucked up walking dead
bangin on ya door
thinkin we the fuckin feds
he tried to run out back
but im 2 steps ahead
put that chrome in his dome
put that lead in his head

WALKING DEAD FREESTYLE

SAW [W/ OMINVS & KIDx] [H!CKEY]

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My body may die, but my music will not.

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