So Cold

Attract in.

Burnt Offering

Permafrost

only u b (pipe bomb)

Sinizter & Ouija Macc-BRING DA VIOLENCE (prod. FLEXATELLI)

KAMIKAZI - SAVAGE RIDE

Josh A & iAmJakeHill - Banks (prod. Josh A)
https://youtu.be/serB0FOGI0Q
Bonus https://youtu.be/R5LF4Hw5gE8
This track is not mine. This track belongs to @OfficialJoshA @iAmJakeHill

Performed by iAmJakeHill, Josh A
Written by -
Produced by Josh A

[Intro]
Yo man, shoutout to Banks, man
Absolutely just roasting Jake Paul
We had to come through with a track for ya
Jake Paul... Lick my balls man gimme them cheeks
Gimme your brother's cheeks
Gimme your mother's cheeks
Fuck it... Here we go

[Chorus: Jake Hill]
I've been out winning like Banks
Sending Jake Paul to a grave
Roasting that bitch every day
Ain't nobody fucking with Banks

I've been out winning like Banks
Sending Jake Paul to a grave
Roasting that bitch every day
Ain't nobody fucking with Banks

[Verse 1: Josh A]
Young Josh A saying fuck Team 10
Jake Paul's bitch ass getting roasted again
Sick of diss tracks but I'm back on the trend
Sick of whack raps, that shit has no end
I'll be rapping saying, word up to FaZe
I'll be going Super Saiyan like Banks
Jake about to get the minimum wage
I'll be going to the end of my days
Got the diamond, then you lost the diamond
All because FaZe Banks hit you back like Tyson
Had to fake the abuse for the views
Faker than your hairline and your shitty crew
Cancer for sympathy that was so shitty
Ghostwrote his verse and put "England my city"
Then lied to Ethan man I was like "Woah"
Your fanbase are morons and like 8 years old
Let me put it simple for you, bitch
I just don't fuck with you
Heard those bars they were weak hot ass
Man swear they smelled like poop
FaZe Banks for the win
Seein' right through ya Jake Paul, low-rent
I don't really fuck with you or your kin
Except your Mum, God Damn

[Chorus: Jake Hill]
I've been out winning like Banks
Sending Jake Paul to a grave
Roasting that bitch every day
Ain't nobody fucking with Banks

I've been out winning like Banks
Sending Jake Paul to a grave
Roasting that bitch every day
Ain't nobody fucking with Banks

[Verse 2: Jake Hill]
Jake Paul, ain't nothing changed
Sick of hearing your name, sick of seeing these lames
On my news feed, these nuisances
Team 10, so useless
First things first imma put them in the dirt
Yea we did it already
But motherfucker's never learn
Get burned bitch sit down
You and your friends...
Pieces of shit when will this ever end
Jake Hill, Josh A in the cut once more
Erika Costell that cunts a whore
No holdin' back yea Imma fuck them up
Cause I've had enough of these fucking cucks
Imma do it how I did it 2 months ago
Took out the trash, now it's back in circulation
On the verse I'm Satan with the words I'm sprayin'
Imma hit 'em with vengeance, got malicious intentions
By the end of the sentence, Imma leave em in trenches
Dress em up and rip out the stitches
Not personal, it's just business yea
One by one, won't leave a witness

[Chorus: Jake Hill]
I've been out winning like Banks
Sending Jake Paul to a grave
Roasting that bitch every day
Ain't nobody fucking with Banks

I've been out winning like Banks
Sending Jake Paul to a grave
Roasting that bitch every day
Ain't nobody fucking with Banks

[Outro]
(Children's voices)
Dab on the haters!
Yeah, Jake Paul is a savage!
I'm 11 years old (Me too!)
Team 10!
Team 10!
Team 10! (Fuck you, mom!)
Team 10!
Team 10!
Team 10! (I'm a fucking retard)
Team 10!
Team 10!
Team 10!
Team 10!
Team 10!
Team 10!

*Lyrics Borrowed from Genius Lyrics*

Banks (prod. Josh A) • Josh A & Jake Hill

DIALEDIN

DeeboSamuel

She ridin on me,face of glory
Lookin at her eyes yet im still lonely
Im high again in the midle of week
Hearing voices in my head to end that story

Her voice calms me down in every corner
From her eyes im getting little boner
Losing in life and losing in love
I think im goin insane just grap my knife


U feel that shit all over you
U made my mind go crazy just for u
Now it´s not time to cry baby im gone
Drugs in my purse i think im done

U feel that im dead on my floor
Im dreamin about u, u feel shit no more
New bitch sleepin, but im always hard
Still want her kiss when I close my eyes

She riding me slow, lost in smoke
Whispers turnin into moans
Hands drip tight, feel the pulse
Lost in smoke, nobody knows
Can’t stop now, we’re too close yeah

Tatted on her throat, she a demon in Dior
Suckin down my soul, leavin bruises like a  war
Gloss drippin lips, tongue rollin like a gun
Ride me like a revenge, screaming  while she cum

We fucked in the red room, chains on the sink
Snortin off her chest, said “don’t even blink”
Tears on her cheek, but she beggin for more
So I grab her by the throat, make her cum on the floor

U feel that shit all over you
U made my mind go crazy just for u
Now it´s not time to cry baby im gone
Drugs in my purse i think im done

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Happy hour freestyle

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The Invocation of the Maw

I read aloud, voice low and steady:

“By the turning of the sacred Y, the cycle renews. In the binding of flesh and spirit, the Maw opens—an abyss of transformation. Beware the call that shatters the veil, for evolution demands its due.”

Maw

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