Way below the underground. Welcome to the BlackList.

@jaealaska

Produced by Gullyspit

Lyrics Soon:


Verse 1: @gullyspit
ain’t no safety in the gutter baby
ain’t no home to lock up tight
they might put you in a box
they might leave you outta sight
 if I took away those vices 
ain’t no person left behind 
ain’t no words that you can say
the detonation is alive 
i said it’s 
3 2 1 
the circuit gets connected
the body feels the impact
it’s quickly separated 
a gun at the bodega 
is financial education 
when I see my reflection 
i feel hated 
i feel hate inside my tiny rotten stomach 
when it’s bloated from neglect 
I pull my shit together 
stitched my body to my neck
I’m feeling so expired
more than tired I’m a wreck
but yo girl still tryna come and have my kids
hah
im the tube on your exhaust
leading  straight into the window pane
the metal in your mouth 
when the moneys owed but never came 
im every face that’s ever been plastered on the Carten
the bomb under the bridge 
the business gone to arson 
the prison when it riots
the sick when they start coughing 
the bullet in the chamber 
shit im bodies  in the coffin
the rubber on a spike trap 
the fruits after they rotten
a bastard to my father 
to the state I’m just a toxin
in the state of mind of stuck in 
i say fuck it 
i say run it 
i say bullets need they targets 
just like fingers need they mother fucking puppets
we not talking bout discussion 
when I say run yo pockets 
i need panic when you rummage 
i say fuck it 

Chorus: @gullyspit
we those crack rock Bedouins
rolling through the dunes
smell the fumes 
baby breath it in 
got no money
but got guns under my mattress
way below the underground 
welcome to the blacklist
x2

Verse 2: @Jaealaska
Ain’t no promise for the present so I’m hanging off a precipice
Santa flying over and he’s dropping off the sedatives
Ready when 
Ammo fuel the tank inside the ready whip
Hurry is you getting in?
Bitch we strictly headed where the fetti is
Hit the scene fresher than an addict finally getting clean 
Feel the breeze like it’s cold water mixing Listerine 
Still a fiend 
Want it then I get it all by any means
Triple Beam
Ready any minute like a kid cuisine 
Hit the turf
Smoke a couple smurfs
Then I turn to Kirk 
Simple work 
Breaking down this bitch until it’s middle earth 
Yeah for sure
Weapon with a curse
Feel the handle jerk
Hit the terps 
Then we go berserk
It’s a RED ALERT
Quick report
Then I hit the port 
Like I’m headed north
A L A Sniping with a K
Neva come up short
Took a couple L’s for the heLL 
I was growing bored 
Never get enough just like a fat kid always wanting more
All facade is just what they are 
Keep on playing hard
Play your cards (part) 
They deserve applause 
Piece they faith apart
Get ‘em gone
If you feeling shook, you should pray to god
44
I just let it talk with the safety off


Chorus: @gullyspit
we those crack rock Bedouins
rolling through the dunes
smell the fumes 
baby breath it in 
got no money
but got guns under my mattress
way below the underground 
welcome to the blacklist
x2

Outro:
If a big red devil with big teeth and claws comes to you and tries to squeeze you in its jaws, just light it up and say.....smile

Sludge w/ Jae Alaska

BalkanBoyz

14. What Will You Wear When You Hang Off A Tree

12. Victoria

10. 2003 Side B

7. I Love The Brick Pt. 2

I only fuck with one bitch, no tricks
Smoking blunts until my lungs give, my skin itches
They just see me as a dumb kid, well fuck this
I aint tryna fit in with punk bitches, you suck dick

Wonder weapon, thunder stepping, fuck this industry
Armageddon, this aint Tekken, this aint little league
Drug possession misconception just a bag of weed
One confession, I dont wanna breath past 33 

Kill me, maybe Ill feel less guilty
Too deep, I dont wanna hear you feel me
No peace, whenever I lay try to get sleep
Cant see, blinded by my fallacy

Missing People came to conquer and invade
Your place of residence, your presidents, I want the pape
Got an army that kill for me, my blade stay stained
Pack-a-punch a pussy, put a rookie in his place

Its evident that you a bitch, my element is triple six
Im at yo head need no assist with red dots like a hindu chick
Heres something thatll make you sick, the heads off of your next of kin
And maybe with some severed hands, Im sorry couldnt let them live

One with the hated, debated taking the nations, too basic, nothing we manage gon change it, hoping that nobody makes it, witness the reset mosaic, countries becoming archaic, nobodies round here to save it, give up on your aspirations

I dont wanna live like this it isnt just prison sentence
One of one the Missing menace feel my presence when I visit
Lemme get to six feet, underground dont miss me, hell is tryna tempt me fuck this planet
Ouija been seasoned, a veteran enemy, none of you fuckers is real to me, vanish

I Hate You All More Than You Could Ever Hate Yourselves

Doing 60 in a 40 in a pick up truck,

Yeah I'm heading down east where the bars stack up,

Yeah there's bodies in the streets I'm a pick em up,

And we gon hit a couple dummies when the sun come up,

I'm getting lit,

Ripping off my face,

If I'm counting all the ways we gon get that pay,

When it's pay to play, I do it play by play,

I make the pain go away, I do it day to day,

I make a jump for the biggest,

Fuck you think this isn't?

running from the past Ima catch that blizzard...

Im a sick fuck,

In my motherfucking habitat,

Take away my money ima get that habit back...


Yes im in the business,

Moving shut it's guiness,

Dying like the fitest,

Lying till I'm in it,

Bitch I'm a little bit more than sane,

I'm a go and make a monster out of dopamine...



So deposed to fame, that you know the name,

I'm exposed to blame, I'ts a soldiers game,

I'm a boulder boy this is pebble play,

When it's pedal to the medal ima smash that thing...

I'm a dummy with a tummy full of booze and scrips,

Yeah I'm sick as shit, I'm flipping shit to quit,

Im too quick to slip, I'm kicking kit I bit,

It's fucking ick and ugly,

But I'm a bit of both bitch...

I don't wanna do this anymore


I don't wanna do this anymore....

And I feel it in my fucking pores...

Sick Fuck(prod. lunarvision)

Days of Rage:

Main Artists : Jae Alaska , @nastiitaxii
Production by : @nastiitaxii , @amertm , dantegrey
Featuring: @83hades @lefthandluck
Artwork by @teebry

Lyrics:

Verse 1: Na$tii
bitch I think I wanna die
but I ain’t special 
x2

bitch I think I’m go 
I don’t need this fucking place any mo
In the snow
I’m all alone 
I don’t go nowhere to go 
take me home 

day in day out 
I don’t got a plan
I don’t need a break
I don’t need a friend
I just need to take

popping anything you’ll give me
i don’t hesitate 
I don’t need a fucking a system
not a victim Ay
cut the chord and pray forgiveness 
from my enemies
cock it back and take a witness
catch a felony 
I don’t need to love you
bitch you are my enemy 
I don’t need to fucking love you
get away from me

Monster - Jae Alaska X Na$tii Prod. Dante Grey

99ZED x ODIATO- MONEY DANCE

GULLY track 8 featuring @danielsgone @kidsmile

Produced by Na$tii @nastiitaxii and daniels gone @danielsgone

Mixed and Mastered by Na$tii

Lyrics:

Verse 1: Na$tii
I got  iguana skin all on my dick
hop in the sauna and burn off your skin
scraping the plate to remove all the skim
spin out the block like a bomb in Berlin
never winning cause i got convinced of the sin 
no religion can match when my balls her hit chin 
no  co defendant the case looking grim 
60 part minute like marks on my skin
I’m no different that liquid 
cause I swirl around at the base of the bin 
i got arachnids and squid
covered acid in piss
I went bat shit from staying inside while my split
personalities fucking like rats in a pit 
fuck like we stuck in the mist
fuck the all alien shit 
maybe they really  exist 
they can spin on the end of my fist 
what’s the time with no watch on my wrist 
who got the time if the clock got no face 
put my all ashes insude the vase
make sure you give it a taste 
and engrave all the shit I fucked up
all the pain I misplaced
better behave or the preacher 
will set you a blaze 
pyrotechnition the holiest praise  
push start ignition to speed up decay
smoke on emissions  outside the cafe
please do the dishes the food turning grey 
I wanna body the state I wanna body the pigs
I wanna dig up yard I wanna cradle the grave 
cutting the palm of my hand marking my path in the maze

Verse 2: Daniels gone
im marking the city in mace
destruct on my mind you can see in my face
threw out my shoes ive thinking too much bout the lace 
and how i could tie up and hang

sick of the place
im sick of my space 
and im sick of these bodies of waste
bitch i’ll leave without trace
trust me i wont hurt nobody unless you get up in my way

i dont feel it today
people they stuck in they ways
and then still have the nerve to complain
and im done with that trait
always hoping for the worst
its a curse
i dont control my brain

its a whole different day
i should stop worrying 
dirtying all of my lobes
with the oils
thats burning it off
dont give a fuck bout the cost
im not too empathetic of yall

cus im done with the calls
tired of begging for help
when i dont wanna go through withdrawals 
im relapsing on cuts
i just be thinking too much
i need something to calm all the fronts
i know i ain’t enough 
so why the fuck do i keep trying
when i could just stand down and crawl
i just cant take it all 
too much shit pile at once, and for once im not taking the fall
Verse 3: 7xvn

Gutted Ft. Daniels Gone & 7xvn Co-Prod. Daniels Gone

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cursedforever

10. 2003 Side B

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