Free K feat. DHK Perk  (prod. Longboystyle X Jack Zorana X Starboyrob) (Art By SevVeryRare)

Monthly drops all year! Idk if I'm allowed to bring back  #ZAESZN yet but fuck it yk the vibes lol
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Artwork by: Me (@Azaezelx3)
Produced by: @E-9-Beats
Engineered by: @Moonsonthetrack & Me (@Azaezelx3)
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[Lyrics]
WHAT HE TALKIN BOUT?
SWEAR TO GOD 
IMA UP IT I UP IT 
WE LEAVE HIM IN PISS
MY SHIT 
GOT A SCOPE 
HOW THE FUCK 
COULD I MISS? 
IF HE STEALIN 
MY SOUND 
HOW THE FUCK 
THAT A DISS? 
LOOK HOW HE 
SHAKIN 
MUST BE MISTAKEN 
BITCH IM THE BEST 
IT AINT UP FOR
DEBATIN 
ALL OF THESE 
NIGGAS THE SAME
VARIATION
OF PUSSY AS FUCK
THINK IM LOSIN MY 
PATIENCE 
UHHHH 
HE SAID ZAE DONT GO HARD
THINK HE LOSIN HIS MITTEN 
MY POCKETS FAT 
LIKE MY PANTS
FROM THE KITCHEN 
HOW U A SHOOTA 
BUT GOT NO PRECISION
HUH HUH 
I JUS WANT 
RACKS STACK EM UP
TO MY HEAD 
IF HE RUN UP 
THEN HE MEETIN 
SOME LED 
FINNA SKRT OFF LEAVE THAT
BOY ON CEMENT
LOOK I DONT GOT TIME 
IF I WANT IT I TAKE IT 
UH
SHIT DONT WORK
THEN GO BACK TO BASICS
DIFFERENT DAY 
BUT WE STILL ON THE SAME SHIT
AINT NO BREAD 
THEN AINT NO CONVERSATION
UH
I DONT GOT TIME 
IF I WANT IT I TAKE IT 
UH
SHIT DONT WORK
THEN GO BACK TO BASICS
DIFFERENT DAY 
BUT WE STILL ON THE SAME SHIT
AINT NO BREAD 
THEN AINT NO CONVERSATION
UHH
HUNNIDA 
HUNNIDA 
HUNNIDA 
YEA WE TOOK HIS SHIT 
CUZ THAT FUCK NIGGA FRONTIN
UHHH
HE NOT GON DO SHIT 
ABOUT IT 
HE LOOK AT US FUNNY 
GET POPPED LIKE A BUTTON
UHH 
WE ON SOME BIG SHIT 
STAY INSIDE LIL BITCH 
DONT GET YO FRIENDS HIT
WHEN I WALK IN THE PARTY
ITS TOO LIT 
BUT YOU KNOW WHO I AM
SO I SHOOT IT 
UP 
BITCH I GO 
WAY TO FUCKIN HARD
I KNOW YOU FEAR IT
UH 
USIN ALL THEM SAMPLES 
LOSE YO MONEY TRYNA 
CLEAR IT 
UH 
I DONT GIVE A FUCK 
ABOUT YOU NIGGAS 
AINT YOU HEARIN 
AND 
I AINT SCARED 
TO DIE YOU TERRIFIED
CAUSE YOUS A HUMAN
UH
I DONT GOT TIME 
IF I WANT IT I TAKE IT 
UH
SHIT DONT WORK
THEN GO BACK TO BASICS
DIFFERENT DAY 
BUT WE STILL ON THE SAME SHIT
AINT NO BREAD 
THEN AINT NO CONVERSATION

LIKE IM INNA RUSH

RUSH ! (E 9 Beats)

w/ @astrmani

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LYRICS:

AJINN:
Shang Tsung, snatching souls in this bitch
in all black, leave that boy in a ditch
I'm outside and I'm grabbing a switch
leave bullet holes and I'm watchin' him twitch
got locked up and I know he gon snitch
go click clack if that boy try to diss
shoot one shot now he talk wit a lisp
another shot, now he walk like a bitch
ain't been to the range so I know he gon miss
gassing him up now he resting in piss
kept flexin' the cheese and got turned into swiss
got a plug in Miami that nigga name Chris
I beat that boy ass cuz he called me a bitch
No Iayze, you get hit wit a .556
got a 30 round clip now he sleep wit the fish
you rocking all red, but you fuckin wit Crips
we playing that Whack-a-Mole, came wit the sticks
that chop hit his body and it make him do flips

ASTRMANI:
chop hit his body it make him do flips
lil hoe wylin come and get yo bitch
watch how you talk cause i carry a stick
that’s a glock 17 with a 30 round clip
why he talk on the net he ain’t even on shit
someone tell dat lil boy get his bitch off my dick 
someone tell dat lil boy he can’t fuck wit them kids
he gon cap in his raps he just telling them fibs 
fish ass nigga boutta meet his fin 
feel like lil keed i am not ya twin 
i am not pewdiepie i’m not ya bro 
7.62s make him get low
he tried to hang wit us he a joke 
i leave that nigga crippled like he-

I'M OUTSIDE! W/ ASTRMANI [PROD. RVKCS]

CONFIDENCE, HE LACKIN' THAT COMMON SENSE.

LYRICS:

bullets connecting like wi-fi, hollow tips fly and they hittin yo skull
usually I be here stressin' bout niggas, I sharpen the blade and I cut til it's dull
losing my patience, I slowly disintegrate mentally, closer to snatchin' a soul
coming to terms that my life isn't shit, but I live for the violence, and that is the goal

all black and we movin' in silence
walk down, make that nigga be quiet
gripping the heater, I'm changing the climate
I'll fill him with lead, put that boy on a diet
toting twin glocks, ain't no Bonnie & Clyde
this is Jekyll & Hyde, send him high like a pilot
Naruto Nine-Tailed Fox coat fur, make a nigga go brr
bitch you know I'm the flyest
bullets no-clip thru his vertebrae, soul gonna phase thru the floor now he stuck in the backrooms
empty out that magazine, this metal stay touchin' that boy like a tattoo
niggas know I keep a blade in my hand like I'm Lancelot, make that boy split like a cashew
go find a reason to live before fuckin wit me, you talkin like nigga who asked you?

confidence, he lackin that common sense
give fucks bout that nigga, can't do what I do
I rolled up on his crew, now they droppin bitch
I got you all paranoid, don't got the time
got restricted to keep you from stalkin' bitch
how come you don't @ me, go ahead and puff out your chest, make you stutter he got a glitch
just k*ll yourself pussy

bullets connecting like wi-fi, hollow tips fly and they hittin yo skull
usually I be here stressin' bout niggas, I sharpen the blade and I cut til it's dull
losing my patience, I slowly disintegrate mentally, closer to snatchin' a soul
coming to terms that my life isn't shit, but I live for the violence, and that is the goal

MOLLYWHOP [PROD. IMDEAD]

[CHORUS]

Oh lil' bitch you miss me? Who said I'd miss you too?
In my bag, I stash my green, you waste it cus you is a fool
Talk on my name we gon see what it do
Rap for the fame we gon see whatchu move
Bitch I am him, and that's a fact
Cus you know that he ain'tchu

[VERSE]

If you speak on my gang, we gon smoke ya gunners
2 shots ring out and they turn to runners
And if I pull up yeah I'll stab your brother
When he die on the floor I'ma fuck your mother

If he caught, he dead, that rat is a trojan
Need me some cheese I feel like I'm a rodent
Shi where yo family? What we be smoking
Your bruddas was good but yours fathers is potent

Fat as shit
You lie a lot
You act a bitch
You look the part
Wit a perm on his head, yeah he took the spot
Of the weirdest bitch I know
His name? Forgot.

Member that time in the Ninth Grade
When you brought ya dad to say 'hey'
What a pussy faking all the way
And he fruity as shit think he gay

Back to all the problems at hand, I need help, how the fuck do you market this shit?
Ion know, I feel shit, cus I ain't getting shit, but I know that the key is to stick wit it

How can I stick wit it?
When there are no results?
Lowkey, feel like I need quit or sum
But I can't cus I done this shit on my own
Spite dad, he told me to fucking grow   

Gun him down, gun him down
I need blood, I feel like I'm a fucking hound
I'm a king of the Gods so where fuck my crown?
All my circumstances made me fucking loud

Damn
Ion give fuck boutchu
Gobble my dick wit a side of nuts too
Run wit my set what the fuck would you do?
Broke up wit my bitch because I want to

Ion got problems wit fucking these bitches deez bitches always got a problem wimme
Say I'm too mad or I don't give a fuck and I cannot lie they kinda right lowkey
Only give fuck bout my music and alla my fans I work till they all happy
Shoutout my exes yall taught me some shit, but damn, is it true that

[CHORUS]

Oh lil' bitch you miss me? Who said I'd miss you too?
In my bag, I stash my green, you waste it cus you is a fool
Talk on my name we gon see what it do
Rap for the fame we gon see whatchu move
Bitch I am him, and that's a fact
Cus you know that he ain'tchu

Oh lil' bitch you miss me? Who said I'd miss you too?
In my bag, I stash my green, you waste it cus you is a fool
Talk on my name we gon see what it do
Rap for the fame we gon see whatchu move
Bitch I am him, and that's a fact
Cus you know that he ain'tchu

MISS ME

MISS ME [PROD. AKENO] ###sOe

i’m back in it n i still got a limp 
savage in it ima mufuckin pimp
it’s a good year me for like a mufucking blimp 
pack comin n the bro make it flip 

where the prize ima get at?
revise any ties that i got n we innat 
where the fye n a guy worth dyin for the ched at
you lookin right at em but i won’t look back 

lock eyes w a bitch below me like that no sir 
n i must infer 
you might damn well burn 
from the words i spit n hurl at you bitch
a world couldn’t fit the hate i got for you n ya kin 

i hate on too many my writing won’t cut it i need me the genpop doc for the hitlist
blx flow is too crazy it’s droppin these rappers like flies they wonder who did this 

one in a milly i know that i’m pretty but no i would never get paid to dress up 
cuz my style i prefer is w ratty ass cloth on my back while i’m screaming out blx up!

walk walk
left w a limp n i still came back 
was gone for a bit n yall started that talkin i started that barkin walk down w a mac

apple
turn that boy to sauce 
end him w a loss 
shit know i hadda boss up on a bitch 
hoe got my name charged what is tho
made a crystal out his skin 

when i fried him up 
cook him up on a grill 
crowd jumpin ya they swarming like krill 
n that’s right ima kill 
any body who thinkin they real
ima steal me a life 

how you gon follow me 
if you don’t wanna talk w me 
think you ever on top a me then you wack 
wanna focus on the money n properly 
till the shit is a part a me 
a monopoly a money where it at 

n his neck collapse 
when i swing the axe 
i wanna cut him till he rollin down a curb side dead
w class i wax him up n down like i work w glass 
n gather all his parts in a walmart bag 

bitch i’m lookin for you where you at where you at 
i don’t care whatchu bang whatchu bang
i don’t care who you hang w or whatchu you do 
i got these rounds n im lettin em spray 

aye
fate isn’t somn you dodge 
its somn you face 
you can’t take that i suggest you evade
me for now 
n ever 
i’m takin yo bitch right now forever

LIMP! [PT. 3] (PROD. SAINT URYA)

LYRICS:
i got her freezing up 
fuck w a man like me it’ll do that to ya 
don’t matter where i cut 
itll only take one time but the name ain pouya

bitch it’s blx up 
don’t forget that name cuz you must
remember me when i’m up there chillin fuck what he do i stay up 

bitch i been away 
floatin in another way 
bitch i’m feelin the 
spiritual energy 

flowing thru my veins 
i don’t fuck w anything 
trsut i cant spell trust i don’t know what what that thang

is n the drugs don’t work but the blood do so i run it up 
like i said before i don’t care what part that i cut 
666 n a brand new witch who in all black takin all my nut 

bitch like what 
goodbye 
you failed 
you tried
go cry 

lil baby bitch

michael made it so you know it’s hot
cruising w my baby thru the motherfuckin clock 
take this dick or take a seat n lemme show you how to top 
i ain een gotta show that bitch she clearly been around the block 

coloured hair n black attire what i like a bitch to rock 
if she ain interested in knives or violence i refuse to talk 

tap in w me bitch i’m hot 
flowin like i’m not from this rock 
another planet 
big shot but you understand it 
my talent won’t go to waste

KILLING SPREE (PROD. MMT)

SUICIDESILENCE FT VYTHE & QUANKK (PROD. @DIEPERRY)

VYTHE - “HELLBOUND” REMIX [p. NAZGUL + WAFFARCHY]

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CASTLE CRASHERZ!

7 months...I been busy

haiiiiiii 

ART BY THE WONDERFUL TALENTED @Grxypaint
Produced by Zoowe (YouTube beat lol)
Engineered by @Moonsonthetrack

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Lyrics:
Ima get it poppin
like a tag
i got shakimaru
pockets 
cause they drag
all these niggas steady
jockin
im they dad 
if i pull up on that nigga
all he do is get mad 
late night 
im not asleep
im gettin to that bag 
no im not rapper 
i just do this shit to 
brag 
you might see me on tv 
yellin trashed 
i dont rock gucci 
cause that stupid ass mask
uh
you cant talk to me 
unless my bitch say so
run up on me wrong 
he gon be leavin w a halo
fuck her to my songs 
got her shakin like bathsalts 
i aint mean to cum quick
uh 
thats her ass fault 
if i keep on runnin shit 
i might cramp up
when i see that check hit
i do my dance uh
he gon see me talk shit 
and not answer 
im on slaughter gang shit
cause my niggas from atlanta
uh
aye aye 
aint that yo bitch boy 
only one goat 
in this bitch
im makin big noise 
how you 5”3 tryna beef
yous a little man 
fmj bullets 
went through him
and the middle man 
put a pin through his head 
uh
like im dirty dan 
my mom said to wipe my shoes
down
i like em dirty though 
ima be like 30 with a 30 
and like 30 hoes 
only 19 
but i like 30 year olds 
whippin in a short bus
i go too stupid 
he a doja cat 
he dont wanna get into it 
i make hellcore bops
i dont make music 
im that nigga and that bitch
cause im too fluid 
that bitch tried to backdoor
dont got no backdoor 
she let me put it in her backdoor
now her ass sore 
yo bitch said i look hot 
but she look like a crackwhore 
i know im always in that gym
i swear ill try to rap more 
uh
look

Ima get it poppin
like a tag
i got shakimaru
pockets 
cause they drag
all these niggas steady
jockin
im they dad 
if i pull up on that nigga
all he do is get mad 
late night 
im not asleep
im gettin to that bag 
no im not rapper 
i just do this shit to 
brag 
you might see me on tv 
yellin trashed 
Zae trashed 
up on the beat
and you know that it get trashed
uh
when i hop on a beat
yea it get dusted 
bitch im top 2
im not 2 
i guess you must be 
yo bitch tried to hug me 
but i wont cause
she musty 
keep my strap just like a shirt
im tuckingg
aye
bitch im the
G
O
A
T
x3
G
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A
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MOLLYWHOP [PROD. IMDEAD]

AJINN

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