BEAT: quintillion by Laykx
Lyrics: Tasara22
"Producer": Tasara22

Look at this chimp more like  simp
hooked on the hoe's trim
on the hoe's limb like a lost puppy, scum bucket 
I love it , ah fuck it I ain't got a damn thing to lose so you can all shove it
stunted like i said, half the height,  they don't want a fair fight, 
I don't wanna be tight with these lil wimps they all light weights
Punch em Sideways , dump the body on the highway , Like I don't play
Cause I don't play , you're just a 
Cunt little bitch I won't fuck for fame you all the same
Watch em all switch when the crowd shout my name
I don't need your coattails I'm wearing  didier Sachs
And that's the fuckin brand, for all you casual flops
i'll be rockin in the rockford hills, Tuesday don't pay her bills
if a suga daddy wanna swipe the card from his caddy like a schill
 bent over laughing at these women with their taxes
You could use some glasses to see that the classless elite
tend to be so boring that I'm falling asleep

Got these creeps tryna peep on this lady's mystique
They all some reeks
Can't get with me
You just a scrub  ain't here to clean
they call me mean cause I talking the truth OoOo
This is my music what else should i Do OooO


Sit idly by like these boring guys and their boring wives
huge dick size by the way they'd describe
It's a joke, why should I be broke
I'm the fucking GOAT
why should they claim WOKE
they talk so much but they barely spoke

They can barely feel a thing must be some weak ass coke
Weak ass flow, in the city on the weekends only
cause the weekends slow
can Barely get the train but I'm a kill it everytime for sho
Anytime I'm here it's go
Anytime I'm here's a show
SHowing  all these supposed vets the ropes
Hang em by their weenie fucking throats
ITS On sight , play your cards right
get you at the ace tonight
Got all this power and nothing to say
Ain't no story cause these bitches all lame
Musta had an easy life sorry can't relate
musta had an easy time wonder why I hate


I'm stunning, i'm cunning and gunning for all of these bunnies
Read the lyrics, bitch cause lord knows that I'm punning

Watch out cause Tuesday's hunting it's open season for ya'll
Already fucked on all of your dads, give em a call

Got these creeps tryna peep on this lady's mystique
They all some reeks
Can't get with me
You just a scrub  ain't here to clean
I'm gonna bust the fuck outta this scene that guaranteed
They all so scared of my bars they so quiet no body's fuckin with me
they call me mean cause I'm  talking the truth OoOo
This is  my music what else should i Do OooO

Mean

Twitch.tv/tasara22
Youtube: Tasara22
@Tasara22

Free 90's Boom Bap Hip Hop Instrumental | "Overdose" Underground Old School Beat | prod. Nxnja

Tuesday got a sexy ass
Real sass
matter of fact gonna take all these sexy mens cash
They really don't last
when Tuesday ride the dick fast
I don't fuck on riff raff
Only fuck with real class
Big brass, rip the pussy in two halves
Everytime I hit the beat they out here
like She DID THAT
Can't believe she went that far, they need a paperbag
breathing so fucking hard Eugene'll have a heart attack

Can't wait to be somebody's baby
Self-inserting with a middle finger lately
Yeh I want the D but Tuesday's waiting
for that special fella or that special lady 

Come and get it, I can tell you're lonely
At the unicorn  you wanna get to know me
Talk to slim if you wanna ride the pony
Tony - tell Taco to phone me.
628-753-4220
Arrange a meet and greet
I'm Tired of being so damn modest I got em geeked
I'm a bigger bitch than all these bitches make me out to be

I put the emphasis on the words that I spin
how a bitch wins how that i been
since  i was baby, sucking tit like a real lady
you can get in line cause i been waiting
it's my time to shine cause i been shady
in the wings like my talent aint been fucking crazy
like my balance aint been fucking faded
like these men aint spending twice the time they were before
on their bars so when they hit the floor
they're half prepared
i'm the fucking air that they breathe
I'm the fucking city's main squeeze
can't fuck with me or my lyrics shit
you got writers block and this babe is lit
take a hit take all of it
Watch em have a fucking fit
You can tell the people that I am and am not fucking with

Shout out to my brother, Friday Tunes, Ben Tornato
WE'll be Ricco sfondato in no time , no problem
Eyes on the prize, besides, we're gonna be fine
I'm not leaving anybody from my family behind
Speaking of family, one thing left to accomplish
Gonna be a crime wife, but need a partner, an accomplice
Better be equal I ain't nobody's side kick
Nobody's side chick watch out cause Tuesday's fucking psychic


Can't wait to be somebody's baby
Self-inserting with a middle finger lately
Yeh I want the D but I'm waiting
for that special fella or that special lady 

Come and get it, I can tell you're lonely
At the unicorn if you wanna get to know me
Talk to slim if you wanna ride the pony
Tony - tell Vinny to phone me.
628-753-4220
Arrange a meet and greet
I'm Tired of being so damn modest  got em geeked
I'm a bigger bitch than all these bitches make me out to be


Can't wait to be somebody's baby
Self-inserted with a middle finger lately
Yeh I want the D but I'm waiting
for that special fella or that special lady 

Come and get it, I can tell you're lonely
At the unicorn if you wanna get to know me
Talk to slim if you wanna ride the pony
Tony - tell someone to phone me

Baby you can call me for a good time, for a good rhyme,
Or if you only need a shoulder you can call me for a good cry
Lookin for a good guy I ain't got a lot of time, need your love yeh on the fly

Somebody's Baby

ANABOLIC BEATS - NON PROFIT - RP ONLY

TWITCH.TV/TASARA22
@Tasara22 (TWITTER/INSTA)
YOUTUBE: TASARA22 
#SeriousSeason 

LYRICS:


they're givin praise to the wrong parties
you're jumpstarted you can't drive why don't you just park it.

you're Coming at me like you're Cardi
These Briosos thinkin they're all Grottis
These idiots thinkin they can clock me
you're second hand shit ya know no you can't stop me

i'll Freeze on em all like - Arnie
Ice to meetcha, now piss off my bleacher

It's my ball park so no you can't sit here
It's my diamond, so no you can't afford it dear
I shine like, it's like my time cause I'm happy just to be here
I'll outshine the star like I'm nicki 
Monster in the making yeh
I've been debating
giving up hating
myself might as well cause my shelf
life went up since I gave up on hell
Using my words like a weapon
Cursing people's been a blessin


no you don't do me no favours
I'm a take ya to the trailer
cause that's where they had to raise her
dodgin pedos with a taser
Like ZZ ZZZ


Like fuck off with your shit you don't know me so better
Buck up little bitch you're so phony yo you 
Wish I'd give a shit you're so lonely
Dial 1-800-sad homie 
To speak to a bitch who's paid to give a shit
Cause I'm tellin you for free, this one isn't it
I'm a Queen like Nefertiti, so worship on these titties
You're at the bottom of my pyramid =, horse shit to my city
You force it, i'm quick witted
Limp dick, yeh I just spit it
Kill the beat who did it
I must admit it
Tuesday everyday
Predator to prey
Came up out the jungle 
I gotta train em how to spray


so naughty
Kris claus 
done criss crossed my name off
the list dog like shawty i can't 
let this shit off
But Santa you know I used to be such good girl
Evil makes evil and this  an evil world


you don't do me no favours
I'm a take ya to the trailer
cause that's where they had to raise her
dodgin pedos with a taser
Like ZZ ZZZ


topplin the king this is chess mate
Can't be settling for less than what these fakes make
The game is as offensive as the strategy 
but ethics is the first pawn to fall in this economy
Yeh my style derisive, 
Give ya some advice sis
They say bros before hoes 
and they mean it , it's divisive
can't grow when divided
nothing is one-sided
except when I am rapping on the mic
you know I got it, can't deny it


you don't do me no favours
I'm a take ya to the trailer
cause that's where they had to raise her
dodgin pedos with a taser
Like ZZ ZZZ

No you don't do me no favors. No Favors. No Favors.

SO FUCK YOU

NO FAVORS Tuesday for Prune Tang (ANABOLIC BEATS)

Twitch.tv/tasara22
@tasara22

THIS IS PURELY for Role-Play purposes (NON profit)

I don't want to make you cry
But I got things I keep inside
And no one understands my life
So all a bitch can  do is write

Thinkin back to the bullshit
the girl i was in school bitch
had no one that knew shit
about all the abuses and
all the excuses left me in the cold  with all sorts of bruises 
how do you explain to your gym teacher bout the marks on your thighs
when you wanna date guys but the guys wanna try shit that just don't fly
no wings no bling no thing to my name
wish i coulda play games, but i was too poor to even save face
Too poor to taste the kinda life that i wanted to make

I don't want to make you cry
But I got things I keep inside
And no one understands my life
So all a bitch can do is write x2

school papers are for people that take tests that aren't venerial
yeh I'm serial you wonder why my goals material 
Was a drop out like rizzo , i hit the streets of neverland
never again captain hooker on the corner for the hooligans and dirty men
who all just like to play pretend like their dick is young again
or that they've got some special friend
I was fourteen way back then, an orphan with no fuckin plan
wonder why i look at ya'll like ya'll will never fuckin understand

I don't want to make you cry
But I got things I keep inside
And no one understands my life
So all a bitch can do is write x2

The best thing that happened to me was gettin on that pole
I had a real chance to make some real fuckin dough
I used that shit to keep my family warm, 
keep my sisters off the streets
so they don't have to fuck the people that was always fucking me
i'm fuckin free, libertys a  fucking memory
smoking trees with all these snowflakes on the beach like i'm carefree
it's scary how naive these baby bubbies be
I'm in a pickle, feeling like i'm in the fuckin middle
of a war when i think back so i'll look forward and 
i'll heal little by little
Maybe you don't wanna heart , but that shit it broke my spirit
so I'm haunting my own life like i'm a ghost who can't go near it
i fear it may be the end of baby Tuesday gonna kill the kid inside
that cries like she still tryna survive the streets
gonna kill all these beats , my new creed is never let the bitches fuckin speak
on anything i fuckin do or Tuesday comin after you

I don't want to make you cry
But I got things I keep inside
And no one understands my life
So all a bitch can do is write
I don't want to make you cry
not everything's a joke I lie
it's all a fucking joke to me 
i'm the punchline and i've been set up continually

Cry (Beat by Nxnja)'Prune Tang' (Role-play ONLY)

Commission for Payne


Let me introduce you the Payne talking fame
talking real estate , real escapes, double takes when you pass his properties 
all these bourgie bitches feelin faint 
Checkin his reviews on gurgle i don't see one complaint
He's a real pro, always on the go go, keep it on the low low Matthew Payne like no no
Owns half the city, sittin pretty gettin litty got a million ways to sell you 
on a trailer even if it's shitty he like
"Well it's kind of quaint, but in this housing market you'd be lucky
if you started with this mortgage it's a bargain
Talking floor plans I stan, I fuckin love this man
and you should too cause he's got both of his giant  hands and his feet
in every pie, what a guy  wouldn't lie I'm an honest fuckin braud
if he's sellin you should buy.
All these second rate agents they just jealous of his mojo
yeh they all know when it comes to buyin houses Matthew Payne is where you go yo
Anybody else a cheap show, weak throw, probably just a geek though
Daddy Matty where it's atty can't settle for a house ho
He's the Property Pimp that everybody know so
Call him for a real steal, real deal, yeh Thot Deep be catchin real feels
Not a snack a real meal , Payne Train's where it's at , got the stats,
and the stacks, and if you tryta run your mouth he's got the gats


Buy what you need
but nothing is free
Matthew Payne real estate
That's all you need
Matthew Payne real estate
Just can't be beat
Quality Properties
That's guaranteed

I want to know why these cows got beef
why they utterly unable to speak
on shit when they standing in front of Payne
gotta sneak diss to feel big this shit just lame
Brenda pancakes ya
gonna get burned
Flip this bitch with a spatula
and turn you out yeh this property pimp slap
goes clip clap, like my heels go click clack
Don't gotta know a ho just to know that
you better be holding that tongue little miss
try Tuesday anyday you gonna fuckin wish 
You'd been born french, toasted this bitch just bloated
Sugar coated like whoa , no I don't do shit for the blow yo
I got a gift and they know tho Nobody mess with this ho
Better learn quick on the go

PayneGang

IC: Gno-Mercy Records , This is a charity song for the Church I attend, Church of The Holy Hummus (A Tribute) for Regina. This was recorded in the church, please enjoy a different side to my music and my classier side. I played the guitar so suck ma stripper t*tt*es cause I'll roast a b*tch even on Sundays


LYRICS:

Wait, I've got nothing on my plate
To sate my lonely appetite to take my ever hungry mind
off the haze, between meals, stuffing my face
with the snacks I always crave, with the facts I'll always pray

Life's a buffet
and You have the choice
To fill up your plate
And raise up your voice
Don't starve yourself of his affection
Don't part with a meal to get attention
Lessons are learned, fries can be earned
But just remember , you can be burned
Life's a buffet and you have the choice
To fill up your plate, and raise your voice

Arrugula, granola babaganoosh
Broccoli and eggrolls, asparagus
chowder and fondu whatever you roast
sandwiches, pizza and fuckin french toast

grits, baby halibut, Z's Special Too
curry , burritos, graham crackers, goose
hotdogs from G Berry, green eggs and ham
tacos from Pablo, burgies and spam
cookies or swissrolls, muffins and cake
you know you've got the recipe that it takes
to wake and bake whatever you desire,
choose your weapon, stove, oven microwave or fire

Life's a buffet
and You have the choice
To fill up your plate
And raise up your voice
Don't starve yourself of his affection
Don't part with a meal to get attention
Lessons are learned, fries can be earned
But just remember , you can be burned
Life's a buffet and you have the choice
To fill up your plate, and raise your voice

Wait, I've got nothing on my plate
To sate my lonely appetite to take my ever hungry mind
off the haze, between meals, stuffing my face
with the snacks I always crave, with the facts I'll always pray

OOC:
I made this in an afternoon, it's a song about Holy Hummus so let's not all be too serious :)

Church of The Holy Hummus Tribute (For Regina Bunny)

Art: TheAntium on Twitter
Beat by Ouhboy (Fully Licensed)
Lyrics by Tasara22(twitch/Twitter/youtube, instagram)

"Hands Tied" Gno-Mercy (RP Purposes Only)

Always askin me why
and what time , baby why try , cause I'll lie
How I can get by, 
how a bitch can survive
in these times
Kill em all with  my hands  tied
you tried, yeh you tried but I'm the bad that you like
you like
Not a fad i'm the tide in and out like we high
in and out like the breath that i sigh 
hostage to none but fly guys
my guys, on a string til it's bye bye
wish you would but you can't fight
none of these bitches got my height


I don't gotta do shit
i get em all hard in two licks
Fuck the dark let's get this whole fucking room lit
And let's make this real quick
Cause Tuesday got some real shit
to do , i'll fuck all night when the millions come through
til then it's a bang and run, yeh I got a gun,
but I use the stilleto it's way more fun
I'm that psycho bitch that your mom said to run from
I'm that psycho chick that broke your dad's heart hun
They don't dare cum til I tell them
producin shit with these melons
prisoner of love with these felons
these bitches droppin I fell em
Like trees smoked they just gellin
with themselves yeh they all jealous
Ima tick off these cliques ya'll your times up and it's tellin
this a tea party, and the tea's spilled
Call me Alice get the room filled
too big for you but you still will
hit me up with that same line you fine
girl gimme some of your damn time
switch it up when your boys round
alla of a sudden you ain't kind 
well you ain't mine , don't claim a weak ass boy toy
with that try hard attitude 'you so ugly' well you so rude
and no one fuckin believe you cause
talkin out of your dick hole
i'm sexy as hell and you all know
Got pigtails so you know how to steer 
cause most of you stupid assholes
couldn't find the pussy with binocs
circle jerkin on your bros cocks
Gang bangin with the gang again
too busy to hang with this goldilocks
In didier sachs, hostage bitch with the gold watch
treat me good or you out the hood in the ditch
with the rest of these motherfuckin flip flops

Always askin me why
and what time , baby why try , cause I lie
How a bitch can get by, 
how a bitch can survive
in these times
Killin you all with my hands tied
you tried yeh you tried but I'm the bad that you like
And you lie
Not a fad i'm the tide erry day  in and out like we high
in and out like the breath that i sigh , you sigh
cause you tried, yeh you trite. you so tired and trite

Try callin me ugly again fuck face I don't care what gang you in
I'll write a whole song about how lame you is donkey punch you into next Tuesday bitch
OG Shit

Hands Tied

Ima come dressed for your funerals
all red ya'll dead and it's beautiful
When they reminisce on my diss they pissed yeh 
they wish Tuesday gave a single shit
but I'ma keep this lyrical wealth to myself
fuck getting used again ya'll go back on the shelf
go to Pillbox check ya mental health
Cause that's the last damn time Tuesday finna help
Your reputation ain't even worth praising 
Pull up on fleeca you ain't worth saving u ain't worth naming
little outta character for you don't you think
talkin shit on me like your shit don't stink
nothing you can say to this clever bae 
who's too smart for you toe the line everyday
you just lame, stay in your lane with that pussy tank
keep them lips sewn shut and have another wank

I wish you would try to come for me
beat you from my armchair comfortably
I'm a bad bitch baby there's no dissin me
You just kissin my ass while they sippin my tea
I'ma spill just enough just to burn these hoes
Who gotta ride my tits just to reach a stove
Gotta ride my hits just so someone knows
who the fuck you is, you're fuckin welcome tho

Strip club closed musta ran outta hoes
guess i'll sell all my clothes-it's all gucci, it's gold
if it's turncoat season gonna drop on that pole
Spread my fuckin coat, flash these tits and go
If you ain't payin my bills You can shut yo mouth
Tried to hook me up with Curtis he got crabs -I'm out
If that's what friends are a for this a fuckin joke
Wouldn't ride a stank dick if I was fuckin broke


Why everybody tryna fuck my heart up
All assholes broke spirits must be hard up
Wonder why Thot in the group so quiet
Cause The Deep in the group gone riot
I'm just fine yeh, Tuesday getting violent
If they had their way I'd be pious, silent
Nun shunned in a room just to write their fucking bars
fore they send me home while they all play stars
Wouldn't even be paid if I hadn't moaned
You can tell I'm pissed clock the fuckin tone
Fuck all this shit I'll rap on my own. 
They all want the talent but they never phone.

FUNERALS

Wait a minute I ain't even complain about your ass
I gave a free pass knew a b*tch would a b*tch I didn’t even need to ask
How long this limp d*ck would last 
Two minutes and two minutes done passed
I got no time for losers done with your excuses
Tellin you lil boy I am the bomb you can’t diffuse this
You’re hearts been fluttering you’re St-stu-stuttering 
You can’t find the words to diss on perfection
Must be upsetting I wonder if these kids know they be bettin on
Lame horse, I’m a thoroughbred you’re about 16 hands short 
Mama should have aborted , face lookin contorted by the truth
It’s hard to look at you , this whole situation sad  givin me the blues
Shoulda stayed on your porch should be chillin on your stoop
Coming round the unicorn, they’ll be trouble in the coop
Don't know what you're gonna do baby boy don't envy you
Tuesdays hits they come in two's dodge em or you're black and blue

P*ssy run in gangs round here, I can smell your fear
You ain’t never met a woman that won’t let you steer
Ain’t no shuttin me up
Ain’t no keepin me quiet
You pressed the wrong button b 
I’ll be roasting til my dyin 
Days 

I’m that next Tuesday that your Dad said he’d knock you too
Call you Alice cause the moon is where I’ll sock you to
Bang zoom swear I own the f*** room
Can’t believe they made me fight a baby this a little rude
I’m on a level of my own 
I’m in the zone, all these wannabe gang banging rappers they my clones
Matter fact this boy right here probably lookin jokes up on his phone
Tokes on his own, got that carpal tunnel syndrome
Wrist so sore, the Dr. gave him meth*done 
I Toldja not to jerk it to the Thot Deep Video
Save it for your Mrs or she’ll turn into f h*e
H*e it out to the next man, cause you a yes man
I can tell by the way your neck bent man
Kowtowing to your betters
Nobody's better than this b** I’m unfettered kill switch
Aint been tethered since 1988 that makes you my kid
You the baby of this crazy lady I should have flushed the little shit
Fuck it I'm done playing with my food time to eat the fuck out of these kids

This bby weak
Shake him til he doesn’t speak
This bby geeked
Look his face look like a beet
Bright red you dead you spread out on the pavement
This a statement to any rapper out there who thinks that I can’t make it
Take it, it was mine the whole time I’m just patient

P**sy run in gangs round here, I can smell your fear

You ain’t never met a woman that won’t let you steer
Ain’t no shuttin me up
Ain’t no keepin me quiet
You pressed the wrong button b 
I’ll be roasting til my dyin 
Days 

Ain't got the chops to butcher me period
Ya’ll just jokes can’t take you serious
Ya’ll just local yocals acting brazy
Your low ass fruit jokes they’ can’t phase me
dropping my name like acid
Catch them tripping on me I’m a hazard

Call the city official I wanna take a survey
When was the last time that anybody hit play
On this guy’s music, man I’m going to lose it
I don’t half the credit that these lame-ass dudes get
And no I’m not upset by the facts I just use it
To better myself it’s a pretty low bar
I’ll set it myself can you jump, well how far?

No record Yeh that's rookie shit
No rapper that I couldn't wreck, i'm sick
got em scared to look me in the eye that's power
These promotors book me cause they know I tower
Above the rest,
Welcome to second best
Tell em
Take the loss don't lose it
I was given this talent Didn't choose it
And as God my witness I'm gonna f*cking use it

Roasting til my dying days
beat the shit out of all these Daves
they're so fucking quiet
they know I didn't come to play

Tuesday

Popular tracks