Wonka - Dynasty(feat. Jimenez)

Trece Locos - Play Date (feat. LD, Layla)

Wonka - Cursed

Claire - Anxiety
Produced by Jimenez
Trece Locos

Claire - Anxiety

Jimenez - Memories in the Rain
Produced by Jimenez
Trece Locos

i cant help these thoughts im feeling
i cant see these pieces healing
the cold inside prevents me breathing
it controls my dreaming
stops my heart from beating
i dont believe in keeping secrets
that feed my inner demons
im not screaming
im just dealing
with seeing evil
in these everyday people
im just stealing
when my needing deepens
believing in my reasons
i bleed from free guns
that grief weigh three tons
weakened by lesions 
ill be reaching when she comes
like freezing seasons to polar regions
leaving colder meaning 
eat forbidden treats in Eden
seeking the hidden chaos that she hums
speaking written seance in these tongues
leaking the thieves blood
doesnt relieve much
but your touch achieves love between us thats seamless 
so jesus
please help me defeat these heathens
in the dust beneath us
that keeps us
so sleepless
my demons 
they lead us
and a piece of me dies every time these mother fuckers bleed blood

i began to relate
this skin that i hate
with sins that i take
within an inch of my fate
these pills full of waste
I binge on the taste
the hints on my face
im no pinch of a saint
i cringe at the trace
im faint from the weight
downwind of restraint
im singed by the ache
my pupils dilate from violins at my wake
i squint at the faith
as the winds trap the flame
the blood from my blade states the dead cant be saved
my head cant be sane
the dread of the shade
i know i should have prayed but instead i was led a stray
as light fades from day
condemned to the chains of the life i wouldve made
this knife i shouldnt crave
as my eyes become a blaze 
my mind is full of pain
from my crimes im inhumane
and these lines of cocaine
will still fail to contain 
all the poison thats left in my brain

i cant explain how much it drains
how the hell am i ever gonna maintain
please refrain from calling me insane
all that remains
is my memories in the rain
and maybe you can save me
from the telemetry of this plane

Jimenez - Memories in the Rain

Blue Paisley

Wonka - Bottle Service (feat. Jimenez)

Wonka - Candyland (feat. Stacy Cox)

LD - EMS 
Produced by Jimenez
Trece Locos

LD - EMS

Move Your Body - Laura x Jimenez x SAGE
Produced by Laura, Jimenez, and SAGE
Trece Locos

Laura x Jimenez x SAGE - Move Your Body

Ashley - Go Figure (ft. Axel Newton)

Layla Dios - Baddie (prod. Jimenez)

Wonka - Written in the Stars (prod. Jimenez)

Claire - You Wouldnt Like Me When Im Angry (prod. Jimenez)

Wonka - Money Maker

alotta sick thoughts as I talk through the pain
plot nickel plated block conversations in the rain
six o clock on the train
steady flow of cocaine snow kilowatt 
shocks to my blue faded veins
Alan Watts on the brain
life and death, lobotomies
tequila shots, thoughs of prophecies in the shade
that same curiosity threw me into mach waves
and burnt off my wings 
as i walk through the hot blaze

i gotta vocabulary to handle any
lab grown fairy tale you clone from imaginary focus
I massacre vernacular, heart attacks span the vascular
planned from drastic heavy doses
my rhymes are dense to the bone
osteopetrosis
my hard lines might need a psych diagnosis
my eyes bleed like a crime scene my mind writes these
so take notice 
of my microphone gnosis 

silly rabbit 
i got bad habits like a crack addict 
when i rap callous 
that's when malice cause imbalance
the hatchet pack you fast in a casket
to an end absent of ya hacked limbs
and racked automatics
CINEMATIC
traumatic how I'm dancing on ya grave 
on the sabbath of my sin
i been grinnin
ever since my violin been 
straight spinnin interstellar tremors
gettin cliche palates pressure rinsed 
Trece Locos linguist hieroglyphs
take aim at the heyday myths
virtuoso with the melee gifts
payday flips
they came aimin grips
but my attaché case is packed to the max 
with a sub compact and two clips
i eclipse lips
with nickel smiths
for a little bitch
that wanna taste
of the triple 6
when i scope hoes 
i don't miss
i hope this
dope shit
hits you like a hollow tip 
fully equipped desperados 
we rip this shit quick 

i got more pen academia per capita
than you word mappin Encyclopedia Britannica
I'm fanatical
light the fire for the catapult
the right apparatus for the catalyst
Prometheus to Informatica

i heard you rappin on the side
but you cant even back it up
pack it up
who is even writin your shit?
you got me actin up
you wanna bite the hand that feeds 
but ill never let you seek the satisfaction of
you wanna slight a quiet man with schemes 
that you don't understand a near fraction of

you can try to burn me up but C'EST LA VIE
I'm fundamentally a mental leap 
over you developmentally
i deliver monumental feats
you still deliver methamphetamines

from felonies to better means
I'm takin on all my enemies by any means
the ketamine is baked into all the melodies
and now it seams
your anorexic pleas
had an epileptic seize
and the anesthetic be
my poetic phonetic schemes
to Trece Loco degrees
of an apathetic me

paramedics please
there's a clean up back in aisle 3
they tried to sneak up
climb the stairs to the peak
and keep up 
but got keyed up
trapped up in the mezzanine
man you cant be cookin in my house
if you lackin all the recipes

im nasty as fuck
glassy eyes shut 
im raspy deluxe
my classy side vastly reconstructs
i tip cups in the guts
flip the cuts and dip the nuts
on you punks when i slip the cuffs to puff this blunt i tucked

drafty as fuck
from the ice up in my veins
sadly no luck
you settin any price on my name
I'm an antichrist to the fame
the height of my game
and i set my sights on the frightful rise of the pain
i try to maintain
my reprise when it rains
grey skies still remain
even after seasons change
i have a few new reasons to fill and turn the page
the demons evil reign, it deepens every single day
and sweetens sick degrees of my afflicted sinful gaze
i got a lot of unexpected rage
to uncage in many unpredicted ways
so here's a little taste
a riddle made from the haze
of my memories from back in the day

Jimenez - Poetic Anesthetic

My Crown by Wonka
Produced by Jimenez
Trece Locos

Wonka - My Crown

Love Story by Wonka ft. SAGE
Produced by SAGE
Trece Locos

| Lyrics |
Have you ever considered you're loved?
Im here to remind you you're loved

How will you tell this chapter of your life
Will there be happiness and joy for you to write
Tell me your story cuz I came in at the middle
I want to know you so read me just a little

They say you never judge a book by its cover
You’ll miss the beauty and the strength and the wonder
Life’s a novel and you never stop the writing
Never stop the courage never stop the fighting

Pages for the ones you love that love made you who you are
Paragraphs devoted to how that love got you far
Testimony to your power in every line
when you got knocked down you got up every time

Life tried to beat you down but that’s not your story
That’s not who I see standing up before me
The idea  they could beat you is a work of pure fiction
The you I know is allegory for conviction

Standing forth on your mission
Tell them you're gonna live your life
No matter what it takes
Hold on, be you

Love is your story, love is the adventure
Love is the one thing you never will surrender
Love written on pages beautiful and tender
Love flourished with noble splendor
Love is original and every single sequel
Love is the gift you give there is no equal
Love is the magic that you share with people
Love is your masterpiece your shining cathedral

Love is your story, love knows pain
But it still remains
Yesterday was a hurricane, today its just rain, tomorrow is a better day

So all the chapters that are yet unwritten
I will be here for them I want to listen
To hear the saga of how love can conquer all
And how tenacity helped you win it all

How love and hope brought you joy and satisfaction
And all your pages are inscribed with all your passion
Cuz it’s your story and you’ll always be the lead role
So show the world how you can be your own hero

Wonka - Love Story (ft. SAGE)

Wonka - Feel the Beat
Produced by SAGE, Ace Green
Trece Locos

Wonka - Feel The Beat (ft. Ace Green)

SAGE - The Blue Valley
Produced by Sage
Trece Locos

| Lyrics |
What a funny world
We all run around like we're full of it
And I don't know where it'll stop 

Listen, 
I wanna fly away with the man on the moon, he says he hears you
I stand in the Blue Valley surrounded by trees wonderin why he won't come down
I said he's scared of the Blue Valley, so he's up on the moon

I take a deep breath but the air smells of energy, burnt right into my memory

I can hear waves, dust particles kiss my skin
Standing in a radioactive creator, 911 ain't got no operator

I wanna fly away with the man on the moon, he says he hears you
I stand in the Blue Valley surrounded by trees wonderin why he won't come down
I said he's scared of the Blue Valley, so he's up on the moon

Senses dashed, I think I'm drifting away, dead trees return to nothing
And all I see is The Blue Valley
And you standing there, wonderin where I've gone
Going to the moon

SAGE - The Blue Valley

Wonka - Rise N Grind

Wonka - Final Goodbye

Wonka - Ghost of You (ft. Claire)

Wonka - I am HIM (prod. SAGE)

Stew - You're Leaving (ft. Claire, Jimenez)

Mako V - Like That

SAGE - Fallen on the Blade
Prod. by SAGE
Trece Locos

| Lyrics | 

Surrounded by inapt ability 
And they think they know everything, everything
I find it so funny those that call themselves lords only serve themselves 
I find it so funny they think they know us so well

It's so easy to see through the veil 
The blood trail leads right your way
The gun's in your hand, you've done it yourself

Pull the trigger

Take a step back out of my face
You're fallen from grace
You're a renegade Fallen on the Blade
Can't trust nothing you say
For your sake I pray
All you've done is clear on display

I always say I'm haunted by the things I've done, covered in blood in the sun
I thrive in the shadows isn't that where you're from?
Your brazen masquerade invited a frayed brigade to heavens gateway
Not even the Song of Adelaide could persuade your dismay at the hands of your own decay

Look at the names, bridges burnt in flames
Has it all gone to waste? Once stood as a saint, now you say you're afraid?

Take a step back out my face
You're fallen from grace
You're a renegade Fallen on the Blade
Can't trust nothing you say
For your sake I pray
All you've done is clear on display

The voices, you know they tell me so many things
You're secrets, the ones that you're trying to hide?
Everybody knows (x2)

Take a step back out my face
You're fallen from grace
You're a renegade fallen on the blade
Can't trust nothing you say
For your sake I pray
All you've done is clear on display

SAGE - Fallen on the Blade

Barry - Hold It Down (ft. Jimenez)
Prod. Jimenez
Trece Locos

Barry - Hold It Down (ft. Jimenez)

SAGE - Unheard (ft. ALAYNA)
Prod. by SAGE

| Lyrics |

| SAGE | 
Hold on, hold on

Tales who say they're there
Its all filled with air
I'm home grown
Finding my way on (finding my way on)
Towards a new dawn
Let me make my way through to the highest echelon

| ALAYNA |
It's easy to  believe theres something
Beyond the nothing
That lies behind me
And my past, like a badge of honour, I
carry with me each and  every day

| SAGE | 
Lookin up to the Lord
Askin him what its for
And I stand in the valley of the Shadow of Death
No man dwells here
But I can
Standin in the sands
What once stood was left to chance
Purgatory surrounds and consumes me in a trance
 
Find me standing here
Where nobody cares
Then they'll wonder why you disappear
Flashing lights even in my nightmares
And when He looks down upon me, it's the only thing I see

| ALAYNA |
I know
That you were there but no
it had barely shown
the support you had
for me it ain't
enough for me to say
that you were there for me
yeah, and I cannot wait anymore

You want to play with me
Bait me but leave me to pick up the pieces
Its plain to see how you'd be
when everythings gone to hell
But now I grow past it,
Its magic
I know what I've become
all on my own

| SAGE | 
Find me standing here
Where nobody cares
Then they'll wonder why you disappear
Flashing lights even in my nightmares
And when He looks down upon me, 
It's the only thing I see
The only thing, the only thing I see

SAGE - Unheard (ft. ALAYNA)

addythabaddie - Basic Ass Hoes
Prod. by Jimenez
Trece Locos 

| Lyrics | 

Look at Pick-Me Paula, trying to be the ride-or-die 
While he’s busy sellin weight and tryin not to fry
She’s droppin off a Gatorade and a bag of chips 
He’s droppin off a body and a couple empty clips
She’s in the DM sendin selfies with the filter on 
He’s lookin at his phone, realizin his charger’s gone 
She says, "I'm different, I don't care about the money, babe" 
He’s thinkin, "This bitch is crazy, where the honey, babe?" 
You’re talkin about "loyalty" and "how you understand" 
He’s lookin for a pistol to hold in his other hand 
You claim you hold it down, but you just holdin his spot 
While he’s busy gettin headed by a ho in the back lot 
You think it’s destiny, that you’re his ride-or-die 
He just needs a place to hide the dope and let the time fly
You’re talkin bout a ring, he’s talkin bout a load 
About to drop you off and leave you on the side of the road

[Chorus]
Cause these boys only care about the cash and the spray
What you’re doin in the kitchen doesn't matter anyway
They’re emotional gangsters, plottin homicides 
While you’re postin sad quotes in hopes that he decides 
You want a husband, he’s looking for a heist
You’re payin with your life, he ain't payin the price
Tradin in your future just to act a fool today 
While he’s runnin from the cops and you’re standin in the way

[Verse 2]
Now here comes Emotional Eric, teardrop tattoo 
Convincing the world that he’s a man of value
He’s not looking for a queen, he’s looking for a shield 
So when bullets start flyin, you’re the one who gets killed
You’re talkin bout a future, talking bout some kids 
He’s calculatin profits from the shady things he did
He’s got a sob story 'bout his childhood and the feds 
You’re tucking him in while he’s countin up the reds
You think you’re special, that you’re gonna change his ways 
He’s just gonna keep you hidden for a couple of days
Then it’s back to the business, back to the glock 
Back to sprayin up the houses on the other block
He’s got a burner phone he’s burnin in a bin 
While you’re pickin out a dress just to try and fit in
He’s got six baby mamas, a warrant in the mail 
But you’re postin "Free My Man" while he’s rottin in jail 
You’re actin like a fan, he’s treatin you like a chore
He’s only callin you up when he needs to grind some more 
Go ahead and get a life, go ahead and get some money, 
‘Cause he’s never gonna fuckin' care about you, honey

[Chorus]
Cause these boys only care about the cash and the spray
What you’re doin in the kitchen doesn't matter anyway
They’re emotional gangsters, plottin homicides 
While you’re postin sad quotes in hopes that he decides 
You want a husband, he’s looking for a heist
You’re payin with your life, he ain't payin the price
Tradin in your future just to act a fool today 
While he’s runnin from the cops and you’re standin in the way

addythabaddie - Basic Ass Hoes

Leon King - Back in the Game (ft Jimenez)

Jimenez - Not Anymore (ft Sage, Stew)

Claire - Tribute to Wonka

Barry - Disarmed (ft Jimenez, Stew)

Trece Locos
Official record label located in Los Santos, specializing in an underground and cinematic sound.
Established 2022

Artist Links:
Mako V - https://soundcloud.com/makocox
Wonka - https://soundcloud.com/amos_wonka
Ashley - https://soundcloud.com/user-488996293-938812449
Leon King - https://soundcloud.com/rizzybx
Layla - https://soundcloud.com/layla-hamilton-213346334
SAGE - https://soundcloud.com/sage_reaver
Claire - https://soundcloud.com/clairebarton-trecelocos
Stew - https://soundcloud.com/stewzekey
Myles - https://soundcloud.com/myles-79815563
Barry - https://soundcloud.com/arryellard
Freyja - https://soundcloud.com/freyja_caelan
AddyThaBaddie - https://soundcloud.com/addycooper666
Gunner - https://soundcloud.com/gunner-00

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