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FUCK THE YMCA (Feat. Kevin Gates) (Prod. Mike Turtle)

[tensi11+vvvin] blu like sapphire 💎💎

Lyrics:

(A Hype verse)

This ain’t a glitch but yo body go MissingNo (Pokémon glitch). Can’t a snitch stop snobby hissing fo’. The popo, yo bro chill befo’ we go kill, I do real shit, feel it, not kissing yo. Ass, no matter what class, I batter and bash in full a fucking skull. Ya chatter I crash, shatter and dash, hope of dope, cause it is null. Shit this bull, plus I’m seeing red. Being dead in the head I no longer scared. Aftermath, I capture wrath and spit the shit on the song ya dread. Lock on the rooted cause of my harm. Glock, well suited to the arm. Block tried to have muted my swarm. Of rage, my style pile above age. Put me with 90’s, divine G’s doing they thang like Snoop. In this gang like group, you red or blue, dead by hue of ya troop. ‘Cept we kept it to Pokémon. I smoke grass type, like a toke of strong. Get an ass snipe if ya choking on. Decisions, my visions is winning these missions. Gym battle, them that’ll lose. When I use this fire fuse. Dire dues to be paid. Cause you ho'in/Hoenn (Hoenn region in Pokémon) like Ruby (one of the Hoenn region games) said. First no seconds, I burst like Ekans (poison type Pokémon). Poison be the noise in beckons. Summon me, I’m hummin’ the, sound renowned, call it muh’ fuckin’ Lavender Town. Challenger bound, they in for a scare. I win just to spare you from your big brain. Thinking you built for Sinnoh (region in Pokémon), you sinking with guilt, little ass minnow. I’m a shark of the sea, Garchomp (Pokémon who's a shark) not at all a far stomp from me. My bark it can be so vicious, knowing my bite malicious. Split ya wig mane, ignite the pain. Props to the pops of this shit, Kanto (1st region in Pokémon). Hitting bops to the tops, Mantle. Mickey (Mickey Mantle, legendary baseball hitter), I’ll make it a quickie, shit get sticky, when I slam you. Damn you still living, zombAe the kill given. To you when you finish ‘em off. Diminish the scoff, show we the best. Believe in it even when we laid to rest.

Motha fucka. YAH!

Lavender Town (Feat. zombAe) (Prod. apt9)

MYSTIC MINE

MYSTIC MINE [prod. GEEKERSQUAD]

Lyrics:

Ya thought I was feeling you? What the fuck is a munch. All I know is dealing through, starving like it for lunch. For my rep, pure my prep, is but not this step. Carving a whole bunch of pain, I’m insane, yep. Ya thought I was killing you? Well hell, call me Jack The Ripper. I pack a clipper, PG13 clip ya. Better follow or the hollow getting through to you. Ahhh stop, I ain’t ever gon’ pop. Dropping bodies like the Saudi’s would waste my talent. Copping shotties just some copy and paste, not gallant. And that’s what I am, damn right I know that. But I gotta lotta ways to phrase where my flow at. I can beat you at your own game, checkers. Not chess, I got this, you the building, I’m the wreckers. Demolishing ya shit, I’m polishing the hit. Just for yapping that my rapping ain’t at all lit. Y’all bit the bait, I get the plate and none left. Let you get greedy, I’m a lethal threat like Idi. Amin, I been on the strong kinda posture. Yet they bet I ain’t all that and I’m ass, sure. A done theft of this shit, highway robbery. The way I slay on this shit, it’s my day, sobbery. From the dumb, ones who haters, bitch I ain’t doing favors. My style never caters to debaters, naysayers.

Ya thought I was feeling you? What the fuck is a munch. All I know is dealing through, starving like it for lunch. For my rep, pure my prep, is but not this step. Carving a whole bunch of pain, I’m insane, yep.

Ya thought I was feeling you? What the fuck is a munch. All I know is dealing through, starving like it for lunch. For my rep, pure my prep, is but not this step. Carving a whole bunch of pain, I’m insane, yep.

Bitch.

Munch Remix

SmokingStogies~(DogDiss)#BotSoHardImBoutThatLife(DreaminboutsyrupMixx)

Lyrics:

Yo, shoutout Saoirse H. Hah. Lemme try this. Yeah.

I’m giving mother fuckers Kubrick stare, what I say go over heads like pubic hair, I do pray that I rap on a too quick snare, so they can say, A, hey, you pick there, a wrong kind of find, man, who dick here, you sucking, it deducting my blue Bic pair, lemme write alright? New chick care, out bout my style, flew sick gear. Into the venue when you, screw prick flair. I’m a treat it like a dog, chew kick wear. You ain’t at all that, yeah, grew thick spare. That ya ain’t ever use, view slick error. On the wrong side, yeah, do lick near, those who got clout, yeah, queue flick glare, cause you only chasing clue, trick, swear. That you ain’t just another skew hick ear.

And there ya have it. How ya like it? Hmm. Just having some fun, no need to over analyze. Yeah. We out.

Kubrick Stare (Prod. Saoirse H)

Lyrics:

(A Hype verse)

New Berlin muh’ fucka, 20 minutes from downtown, few yearnin’ muh’ fucka, to win it wit’ getting the crown. Who learnin’ muh’ fucka, me ya see, I don’t drown. Ya burnin’ muh’ fucka, cause ya can’t be me, clown. Yeah, I’m from Wisconsin, the cold is a constant. Uh, I’m bold when on shit, catching lit like Calvin Johnson. Yeah, ya wailin’ cause ya failin’ to make my blood pressure rise. I drop the top shit, my crud fresher, where my prize? That’ll be a battle thinking pop the way to go. Stop ‘fore ya slinking to linking wit’ the shitty bro’s. Pro’s and cons, yo, I chose no pawn’s fo’. My circle, shoutout Yokai, BLKMSK, Mike Turtle. Oh my we packin’ caskets fo’ bastards. Classics for masters, the throne where my ass sits (assets). Yeah, and if you whiff, get up, try again. Life ain’t a set up, it what ya let up, now why ya been. Beating up ya brain, heating up that pain. Giving ya living a break is what it take to truly make. Power within, tower with sin, turn it to the title. Yeah, when I see a wave, surfing is vital. 

Capture The Moment.

Sea (Feat. Yokai & BLKMSK) (Prod. Mike Turtle)

Lyrics:

(A Hype verse)

Staying in my home, the place I roam. Laying on my dome is thoughts of chrome. Lots of foam at the mouth when shit go south. I can’t tell the future but yo I thought it was a drouth. Caught up in your mouth is my dick. Fly sick narrative, the quest is imperative. Why stick with the non best, on test of life. My word hurt like a knife when I take ya wife. Make ya life, absurd dirt, see how it feels. We on them pills, to cure for sure my pain. Make it all seem fly, deem my gain. Part of the heart, trust the process. Unless Simmons won’t dunk, bust and nonsense. Women’s conscience, leads them away. He needs to stay, at bay they say. Too messed up in the brain, stressed sane. Perplexed cause what ya flexed ain’t best me mane. They just jealous fellas, like they fame chasing. Lame basing, that my claim erasing. Same pacing that worried me as a child, hurried me from mild, to who is wild. Now that same cat who was lame at errr’ thang. Sure brang the fire, admire me now. How, you keep too deep in your head. Dread dead yet bled red get med head. Feeling okay, yo say what? You wanna die, gonna try? Take a cut. Shut me down, I was doing, but the crown I was pursuing. Brought a muh’ fucka back, shii I ain’t losing. Make a muh’ fuckin’ stack, oozing cruising rhythm. Amusing with him, bring the party, sing the start, he. Joins in and anointing it his own. Shit this throne mine, with errr’ line, take flight. Make sight open, scopin’, me I’m hopin’, is the dope in. Your senses, hence this, thang I’m copin’. Wit’ the lit shit that fires up the mary jane. Carry lane of my own, sown and now grown. Muh’ fucka like Ye and Jay, watch the throne.

Olive Loaf (Feat. ben & Brody) (Prod. Mike Turtle)

{shred44flux} ⚦ (- xion orion) - bailey$ x jon swan x luqa

2023 

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cover art from Real (manga), chapter 9 i think

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