RATKING

TWENTYTHREE - RATKING (PROD. PULSE)

I promise one day I will.

Instagram - @eccentric_ren

-Lyrics-

And i got a 40 im gripping dont fuck with a ratatat yall niggas tripping i pull up and run it back heart attack kill me a nigga for money back i dont want money back i want my honey back

Pull a hunid dash and kill a nigga from a taxi wanna catch me niggas fake wanna tax me niggas tats free really talking bout a set please wanna be me say cheese when i pull three 

Hunnid glocks nigga money talks make his shorty pop

Die for the hate niggas really fake niggas really talking to the jakes niggas carry weight 

Niggas really wanna make a point i push a nigga to his breaking point fucking with the money and I really take his place

Make a scrambled egg out a nigga brain honey the body dont count my nigga we the same i took a hunnid i bet his shorty know my name like i pull up and kill her i tell her mommy im insane 

2018 niggas really wanna lash out no funny had a honey hit a dash out could’ve died but i really wanna crash now i dont cry now fake frown make her blast out 

I can take his money shorty and his benz nigga talking funny you dont really wanna end if he wanna bark i put a nigga in his pen i dont play games nigga fuck sad.....

Friendd really want my niggas to bleed i put a hunnid on his name i want a nigga to plead If he really think he funny imma really proceed tech 9 tote blinds so i really can see

These niggas really funny i dont talk shit with a stick nigga hopping like a bunny dumbass nigga big dummy when i pull up duck down, dip left better runny

Dark for the night ugh i might take her life ugh shorty think she bad imma kill her outta spite ugh dark black nails nigga really bout his life ugh stunt for the gram while i doggy fuck his wife ugh

2019 niggas really had it all i was ren for them all tryin pick up from my fall taking bodies after bodies like a shooter at the mall 

late nights like i really wanna call

Rockstar figure finger on the triggers.... thats all you niggas know dont even know i miss her i be the reason why you niggas really miss her i tell this nigga jack I’ll really fuck his sister.




I love you jack.

I'll watch you rot (Prod. Fidi x $weatshirty)

Or What? (Prod Ygd Beats)

Smoked Like Ribs (prod. lublatt)

“Faire semblant” est une plongée dans la nuit urbaine, là où les lumières masquent les manques et où les rires cachent le silence.
Entre spoken word et mélodie planante, le narrateur se perd dans les bars, les visages et les faux-semblants, cherchant un éclat de vérité au milieu du vacarme.
C’est une confession moderne, intime et désabusée — un cri discret d’humanité dans un monde trop bruyant.

Un morceau lucide et mélancolique, où la lumière artificielle devient le miroir de nos vies à moitié vraies.

Faire semblant

https://soundcloud.com/eloimmeth

Lyrics: 

Oh I’m scared 
you fit right into my skin
please dont care if I dont have nothing to give
should be here I guess that you should be with me
Oh I’m scared

see sometimes I just can be a fool
but all that you do is beautiful
and you used to read my mind like no one else could do
so dont stop even if I dont want, dont stop dont stop

stay away
leave me here
you fit in right into my skin 
stay away
leave me here
with my four walls and the feelings that I can control
stay away
leave me here
you fit in right into my skin (Im scared)

stay away
leave me here
dont stop, dont stop even if I dont want you to.

LeaveMeHere - Ft. EloimMeth

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VoQNKznhIfU
https://www.instagram.com/coaastgxd/
https://twitter.com/kingcoaast
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCAdeJ_HxjHPhvdbEjAbr-Sw

CoaastGxd - P$W 
produced by Station 666
Engineered, Mixed, and Mastered by Mike Stringer
Art/Graphics by Hailie Beaulieu

Lyrics
I got pussy, money, weed,
everything I'd every need,
so why the fuck cant I breathe?
so why the fuck cant I breathe?

I got venom in my veins,
Devil in my brains,
bodies droppin', blood stain moppin',
never have they ever found no remains.

[Verse 1, Coaast]
Mind stressing,
I'm never gunna go to heaven,
nah,
never gunna say no blessing,
im living in a great depression,
I'll live another day?
no guessin',
I feel like I'm dying inside,
I feel like I'm biding my time,
I feel like I'm fighting my mind,
Inviting the villain inside.

I got pussy, money, weed,
everything I'd every need,
so why the fuck cant I breathe?
so why the fuck cant I breathe?

I got venom in my veins,
Devil in my brains,
bodies droppin', blood stain moppin',
never have they ever found no remains.

[Verse 2, Lil Boobie Trapp]

No the money didn't change us,
but I feel it fade into the finer things,
no the money didnt change us,
I spit out the poison,
bite my tongue,
there's fire in my lungs,
why can't they let me breathe?

I got pussy, money, weed,
everything I'd every need,
so why the fuck cant I breathe?
so why the fuck cant I breathe?

I got venom in my veins,
Devil in my brains,
bodies droppin', blood stain moppin',
never have they ever found no remains.
(No the money didn't change us,
but I feel it fade into the finer things,
no the money didnt change us,
I spit out the poison,
bite my tongue,
there's fire in my lungs,
why can't they let me breathe?)

VIDEO

P$W feat. Courtney Laplante [prod. Station 666]

follow me on soundcloud and IG @SirTripleSix

SirTripleSix - Word (Prod. by Depo)

KIDR - empty crown (remix)

Hook:
There aint no shit,
No way,
Let a muthafucka ride,
Till the day that we die,
We gonna bring that flame,
We gona burn the sky,
We aint letting it slide,
No shit no way,
Don't close your eyes,
You won't get a surprise,
When we get paid,
We Gone burn the sky,
We Be stacking it high,
X2
----
First Verse:
Taking off on the earth,
Sometimes I barf on the work,
Im sick,
Made em all feel the hurt,
How,
Many times did I call into work,
---
Nah,
Not a single fucking time,
All the rhymes,
In my mind,
They create the timeline,
Where I thrive,
All the times,
That I fought,
Suicide,
In my mind,
In my eyes,
I'm surprised,
I'm alive,
----
What,
Muthafuckas can't breathe,
When they step in the room,
Then think you need to leave,
Yeah,
There's a difference in level,
You cannot compete,
When you fuck with the devil,
The fire inside,
Its burning up the levels,
I told you 5 years ago,
I will not settle,
Now look at the way we collecting the medals,
They heads on my wall,
And my foot on the pedal,
-----
Mid hook:
we bout to rise,
Yeah,
We bout to fuck it up tonight,
X4
----
Nah,
Not a single fucking time,
All the rhymes,
In my mind,
They create the timeline,
Where I thrive,
All the times,
That I fought,
Suicide,
In my mind,
In my eyes,
I'm surprised,
I'm alive,
---
Yeah
Taking off on the earth,
Sometimes I barf on the work,
Im sick,
Made em all feel the hurt,
How,
Many times did I call into work,
---
Second Verse:
None,
You thought that I was all done,
Everybody get involved,
When the song done,
A massacre,
Because you fucking with the wrong one,
Everybody call me daddy,
Yeah they all sons,
Yeah,
Yeah im cancerous,
Muthafuckas better not answer this,
Ima dominate the world,
The way I handle shit,
You try to put me on your TV,
They gone cancel it,
26 years old,
And im cold already,
I think I sold my soul already,
Gotta get dough,
Yeah im focused feti,
I don't think these muthafuckas ready,
Yeah this shit is gonna explode,
I got the bomb already,
Running through the fucking cemetery,
Yeah I see them crows,
And they call when im ready,
I'm about to drop you someting heavy,
----
Hook:
There aint no shit,
No way,
Let a muthafucka ride,
Till the day that we die,
We gonna bring that flame,
We gona burn the sky,
We aint letting it slide,
No shit no way,
Don't close your eyes,
You won't get a surprise,
When we get paid,
We Gone burn the sky,
We Be stacking it high,
X2
----
Watch the progression,
My mind is the gun,
my words are the weapon,
I'm bout to blow,
In any second,
The timer,
It dropped to 11,
The time it is ticking,
It's ticking,
You done,
Won't see you in heaven,
When I explode,
The world it is done,
I am the weapon,
I watch it explode,
Look at it grow,
The timer,
Is far from 11,
I'm watching it go,
The numbers it run,
70k's the beginning,
I'm bout to explode,
I'm feeling it grow,
No one,
Can stop all my blessings,
I'm hoping you know,
I'm hoping you know,
I'm hoping you learned all your lessons.

DISCONNECT (Prod. TRAIN MANE)

Bitch my name deady
And I do not make type beats
Fight me
Mother fuckers just wanna try me
Highkey
I dont think ill ever see the high beams
Fine by me
Deady steady living with the finer things

I just be puffin on that gas
then your bones just break
think you made your last mistake
past midnight I lie awake
I met my fate
I'm hungry for money
I'm eating them beats up
they sit in tummy 
I rap like a mummy
i'm killin shit
lately i've been on my villian shit
know I'm never finished
break your teeth like british
now I must replenish

health and mana stamina down
stepping up? I stand my own ground
you all suck I got my own sound
bloody teeth
broken jaw
the last straw
lie beneath
dirt and cross
forever lost

I been stacking digits OTR like I'm G Sachs
I been smacking bitches in the butt with my nutsack
I been packig bodies in the trunk,
Issa bloodbath
Hit it from behind, 
Nutted up thas a comeback
I'ma lay em in a grave
I'm tired of trynna find ways to say the blade flays
You're never gonna get away
Never gonna live to see the light of day
Never gonna sever my energy or the polar obscenity
For the happy never after that I know is ahead of me
and a tick-tick-tick...
Times runnin away
What a shame
Mother fuckers always stuck in a wake
Ok I'm pissed off, piss off
all these bad bitches wanna kiss my dick soft
I don't ever really miss so apologies to everyone who had to take my dick on this song
Ok first off,
I never said she had to take her shirt off
Chip up on my shoulder I'm about to shake the dirt off
I Make the earth quake like I'm Michael J in a twerk off,
And I'm in the corner  I think i'm about to...

pussies always line up when i pull up with the gas pass
fast track
gotta let em know im packin 
clack clack
gotta switch flippin mad cash
where tf you at
i don't see a bitch when i hold up bars n mad laps

i could blow a whip 
bitch you know i drive in circle
hurtful
bitches always saying that im nervous
when i pull up to they crib that shit vacant
pussy circus
everybody know i speak in laymens

Pussy talking tough give that boy a facelift 
Say it once yeah put it all in latence
Stepping on my spot blood on my raybans
Beat him on the ground stay right in your place bitch 
All black like a cloak know I hide though 
Jason V with a mask You cant hide hoe
Imma shine in the light like some Rinestones
Demons dancing in my head think I’m psycho

leave me alone i dont wanna talk
a bro get yo hoe she all on my cock
i dont wanna hit i dont want shit
except to dead inside of a ditch...shit

hearing these thoughts out loud aint it
all black that be the fit
and whenever i feel love
i guarantee that im gone plead the fifth

fuck connection, dont wanna link
fuck a lesson, dont learn shit
i make the same mistakes again and again but that's just me

you is a lame, a fake
aye stay in yo lane or go meet yo fate
this life is a game i dont need to play
some shit in my brain i dont need to say

bitch my name deady and i do not use type beats
fight me
mu fuckers wanna just try me
highkey
i don't think ill ever see the high beams
fine by me
deady steady living with the finer things

KIDR - empty crown (remix)

THA MUSIC PLUG - VOL. 2

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