BRUHHHH!!!!!!!!🙆‍♂️🙆‍♂️🙆‍♂️🔥🔥🔥🔥

#TilDeathFamily  💪🏽🔥💯💀🖤

https://soundcloud.app.goo.gl/B4jcyJJGNjhVpMWz8 hit it son

FUCCING KILLING IT BKROTH3R MUCH LOV3 AN R3SPK3CT💯💯💯⚰⚰⚰💯💯💯...

Lyrics:
3 30 in the morning 
Everybody but you is snoring 
The phone rang once and its gonna rang twice
Why'd you call in the middle of the night?
Let me find out what this is about 
Hello 

I know that it's late were you asleep I didn't mean to wake
I should know my place
But anyways
I saw this meme it reminded me of you, of the times we had in va2
Remember back then, but now I'm good
I got 4 kids and they sure do miss when I was around 
From their mother I haven't heard a sound
But I take the advice, my life is nice
I got a ride but it's close to impound 
When you got the keys but nowhere to go it feels impossible 
Sorry for the one sided convo 
I guess I should really let you go

I thought for a second, fuck that I'm just guessing my friend is in need of a hug that is felt more than euphoria of drugs

So I respond
What's going on ? In the tone of your voice its makes the most noise, I can hear it now, I fear it now
I know that your down
But if you are so what 
you know from me you get the most love
Friend whatever your going thru just know that I am always with you
Times is bad but so was the life that we had but we continued 
You know that it is in you
Without you around no one can describe our childhood sound
In a selfish way I don't wanna be left alone
You are the closest thing in my life that resembles what was of our home

Silence 
Not a word from the other end
I could hear sniffles from my one close friend 

Thank you
I dont know what's been bothering me
Maybe depression runs in my family tree
I need to get back to was once me, it just feels good to talk
And let the thoughts in my head go off
I got a sawed off, but I put it down only thing I'ma shoot is the baskets at the park in town 
Tomorrow at 6, are you down?
.
.
.
.
.
.

The convo plays over in my head
What you heard was made of fiction 
In reality my friend shot himself what was heard was a product of my wishin his guts on the ceiling 
I was asleep and I missed his call 
His suicide is nobody's fault
But I can't help but put the blame on myself 
What would have happened if I heard the cries for help
Caught in my own mind so I write it in rhymes 
I am awake and 3 30 is the time

3:30 (Prod. By Ismael Jams)

ALL NIGHT LONG (Ft. Zone)( Prod. Trippymane)

"Something Simple" Ft EYE.C(Prod By. Marow)

"DRIP"(Prod By. Tyde)

Death On My Foes *Risty, 3Kae, FredVandal, Zone*(Prod.Netuh)

Engineered by Big Shake

Lyrics:
Roll one up and then smoke and wishing 
I'm fishing for words and compositions, metaphors I adore and listen its...
dope rhymes time nine and I will find those words that chime into heard crimes 
End of days is just the start of some and I'm just getting started son, it's the EYE. C one, hit ya nice like a dose of ice and Vicodin 
Sun up to sun down smoke in my lungs now, Lost but I'm found now
I'm just feeling what I'm doing is improvement what else can I ruin
I just rap and attempt to map an outline of my plan of attack 
You don't know my steez, walking anomaly, feeling like I'm lighting when I'm writing and I'm bout to strike now
Ain't no wonder retired plumber when I put that pipe down
Right now is emotion and I'm coasting through all the brags and the boasting 

Paint a picture I see you in it like... Roll a blunt and I see you in the smoke, wait a minute now what's my business I'm just a witness there's no forgiveness 
what the fuck is this all about words up out my mouth better off left out 

Everydays a play
Just to get away
Contemplate the mind leds afar astray 
Get the bank
Flex the rank
End of days 
Amend the hate
What a way to live life by 
Get high and drive by signs that cry out the world is mine now
trynna find the right sound
Expression can be a weapon fuck around and find out
I just feel like riding fuck a flight
In the dark we find the light
Dim nights we spark mic's inspite what they say or do 
Win lot or not like a player do
You can say they truth either way they spraying you
History never lies it just reboots 
bothers you like a cavity do
No gravity dude when u make it up here
So cut the fear all up out your ear
And make the most out of your year
Yeah yeah no yeah
Three to one
Count the vote up
That's a motherfucking nice looking boulder 
Bad for your health like a fucking soda
Don't forget kids EYE.C told ya

Riding vibing through the night
Just keep it real and trill Alright 
In heaven everything is fine 
I'm stopping by the graveyard site
Bounce to ounce what the deal with that other pound
One for the lost two for the found three for the others on the wrong side of sound



EYE. C - Told Ya (Prod. By i$mael jams)

Engineered by Big Shake

Lyrics:
City lights in the night
Reflection on the weapons 
In a minute I kill it they feel it i live it i did it can you dig it
Get with it
Only one that can do it in a minute you could loose it 
If your choosing who your dissing than your foolish 
Who bitch you bitch
Glock of the rhyme it got full clips
Clock of time hip hop do this 
Walk with a bop like the flow dont stop
It sho gon pop til the ten toes drop
This that away
Bitch haters say
We just rolling hard on the comp
If I could I would stop
The rhyme and the steeze be Immaculate
That's the wish 
Pass the spliff 
Master this
Vibes in the tribe everyday of our lives just proud we survived we just glide from the dive 
I'll show you the life of the mind
ridin
with the homies and I'm feeling like I'm O'shea 
I'ma tell like an OG motherfucking told me 
when you feeling lonely remember that your okay 
Never look back on the broken track remember it's just your old days
Take it back like the cap was a raiders
If my mind is a 9 then I sprayed ya
High score I got the mind of a playa 
I got the sight and I'm am danger 
Keep the street on a beep like a pager
Once upon a time eye.c made a rhyme
Happily ever after is mind over matter
Beats killed
He will
Demolition the mission ain't nobody missing 
End with a rhyme scheme shine so bright that its blinding
Over the look like I'm the shinning 
You stand still I be vibing 
Aaaaaaaahhh shit
I smoke alot in the apocalypse 
The problem was who the prophet is
Until 98 when I exist 
Flows so cold
But the snow gets old
I rhyme to rap, not to explode 
If to implode that means I'ma be unseen in the mist of debri and dreams
Cause if I fail then I can tell 
That I done well
And that's the deal in the hood to back of the woods to bankers and poles
To the rats off the streets and the cats that impose 
and the gats that explode 
And its uh
Shit show that is skitzo and the RIP shows when the wind blows stay equipped though dont slip hoe when the trips slow open up the window enjoy the simple symbols
Every word I speak 
It be bumping to the beat
Fuck that 
Everything I rap do it sound like a trap 
Even if I put it down like south on a map
not 1st not second or third 
It just verses 
will it live on through these songs success or the stress or the mess did I earn it
whats behind the curtain is far from perfect yo just fucking serve it
And I'm gone
End of song
I'm gone like I never was here
Dissapear like the steam on the mirror 


Reflect (Prod. By Balance Cooper)

"It Ain't Easy"(Prod By. 7Teen)

Lyric



Fuckin up the microphone like chromosomes 
When you gassin Nitro On
This brain on drugs, ignite the stove
Blow proportions with a missile strikin flow, Suicidal knowledge that I hold 
Will leave yo mind cold 
Death be followin me with a mindful 
Demented spirits say I'm their idol 
Fuck wit me and I'll damage yo title 
Taking fire out of the Bible 
Blast heat and I'll burn you 
Ask me and I'll curse you 
Lazy wimpy bitches who be actin never earned truth uhh 
Comin for yo mental 
Infest it wit some devils
Flowin like the blood in the rental
you be leakin quick when the season sick 
Livin in instrumentals
fucked up souls I send to 
the screen that screech, shits never gentle 
Call it purgatory cause it ain't heaven or hell so catch an L hoe
I never fell low and if did I jus melt cold
Ina casket, sleepin wit my automatics



Live wit it, Sick wit it
Fuckin up the cut Coffin Clique yuh
Live wit it, Sick wit it 
Coffin Clique, Flipped Cruifix uhh
Been the shit 



Coffin Clique been equipped wit demons 
See the unfit and kill em til the leakin 
Blood clots and shit you'll never see em 
That's how I leave em, they be fienin 
Give em a taste that puts em deep in a hole; Heat when I flow 
like a heat from a pole 
See me then I'm ghost
Feel the reaper in yo soul 
Lotta criminal thoughts in my mind
I grip and pull glocks then bust five
slugs in crippled skulls got you euthanized 
Start rituals on any mic I'm givin uh
Fuckin up wit elemental shiftin uh 
Latitudes get tilted and lifted boy
Grip spirits and pull off they skin like rawhide 
Cleaver smashing describes my 
raw rhymes 
Bomb mics like on sight everyday all day Til Death On Mines 
Feelin God Like when I Pop might
Like popeye Finna drop mics wit an odd right 
Backwards livin everyday I can replay back to an off time 
Always fuckin up but continue to on fine
open scars leave you soft you ain't the hard kind 
Visions blinded by bear claws, I been raw
From the Salt Tribe 
Comin and grabbin ours at all time 
Peelin villains quicker 
than spittin, illin, killin 
wit the rippin I'm slashing the gimmicks
Come and bury the timid, I'm never finish
Til I roll up they rigid corpse 
Smokin up the sickest scorch 
That Vandel Product 
Fuckin wit me yeah you really don't wanna



Sick wit it, Fuck wit it 
Come and fuck wit it
Til Deaht comin in 
Coffin Clique, been tha shit 


Flipped Coffin (prod. LethalNeedle)

Risty:
This gravedigga got your crew ready for a burial site
Get rid of em way quicker with the sicken-ing material type
Im the serial type 
People wanna know what my areas like
Full of chiefing and dro
Full of chiefs that got flow
I speak in a cold murder tone
This heats boutta burst ya dome
With a lotta knowledge you never heard upon 
Cant fuck with you Get cursed up on
Make you go sick in the head
My flow will rip up your flesh
Til Death by a thousand cuts as i slash ya
 im rabid im active 
I slit up ya
Don't wanna be contaminated by
Get infected when I wreck it in front of yo naked eye
Throw you in a grave and die,
Say your prayers bitch

3kae:
Smoking a jay I been stuck in my ways
No you cannot smoke like me
My Lifes been chaotic, Smoking exotic, 
My brain has been rotted,
Roll in a coffin
To my last days,
Lemme smoke my last jay
mothafcka
Get up outta my way,
Demon on the hunt and i want it
I am the ghost
I am the haunted,
Look what you have started
Pussy mothafckas dont want it,
Lemme take a dab  
Lemme smoke my marijuana 
I been off of that ganja
Rolling with a crew like wu
Bitch Im capadonna
Fuck the drama
Want the commas,
Want the dollas,
Need that cream,
Bitch i need that cream
Need them commas need them dollas
Dont Start NoProblem 


Risty:
Don't start no problem
Vandalize popem
Gonna solve em 
Ay

3kae:
You dont want no problem with them reapers
Come thru killem you on a feature
Leave em sleeping
Sinking in the deep end, 
Hoody on and im creepin,

Fred Vandal:
bitch I always come through 
bumping to that og dj screw
Chiefing on og kush I wish a mothafucca would
Give me a reason to fuck u up
Bitch whats up
Treat them hoes like sluts
Cut em up
Til death in the cut
Haters know what's up
bitch you better run
Savages up on the hunt
Aint no missing when I bust my gun
Bitch get dumped in the river
Doing line up off the Bible scriptures
3 flipped crucifixes 
Yall got my evil ways itchin bitches


EYE. C - Told Ya (Prod. By i$mael jams)

EYE.C_

Recent comments

Srt.c4nn

Srt.c4nn

Moe_965

Zaniac Valencia

Related tracks