Villainous feat . TF9 (prod. Reasy Beats)

Juice Freestyle Prod. KidSplinter

Here is the next part to "Just Some Bars"
Enjoi.

"Getting loosey goosey and drunk while sipping the duce
Feeling too faded get screw faced for the better of two days
Tell me to my face fuck you then say I did you the rude way
Bitch go suck a dick, too many people are too fake
I do what I want could give a fuck less about whatever you say
Bitch wanted the smoke so I wetted him, I’m Bobby Boucher
Me and and the homies baking our brains, mines a soufflé
They told me this is your brain on drugs, I told em touché
I’ll take my eggs over easy
Try me it’s over easy
I’m John Cena in the streets
So no popo can ever see me
But damn, neither can y’all
And that ain’t okay with me
like athletes that lack team I play for free
But I got people, and I love to do this
So it’s not feeling heavy on my shoulders
It’s just my steeple, I’m talking with God in some of these verses
Moses and these beats are my burning bush I converse with
He told me life is what you make it so stop trying to control it
I know that don’t make sense to most of you cause most of you are soulless
I couldn’t see her through the fog, till I got closer, learned to smoke less
Now I’m hoping I can hold her when the whole world is a cold mess
And now I can see, life’s not a bitch, she’s petite and sumn sweet
You try to take what I got then I’ll leave you on up the street
With holes in your clothes looking like pieces of fucking cheese
I’ll kill you quietly imma Khajit with a 100 sneak
Trying to play games with me, I’ll blackout and kill the power
Take the batteries out ya back now you wilting fast as a flower
I’ve been rooted deep in this shit learned how to grow in the mud
The brown water made see two much and I started throwing it up


I told her to be honest I just want to fuck don’t need love
Cause all of that extra stuff isn’t really something I want
And if you rap and don’t like me go ahead and keep subbing me punk,
Just don’t be surprised when I pullup with that submachine gun
The mac-10 dump and do more than make ya back bend
Halfen your body than leave you gasping
Like a fish outta water
Grab the stick and I slaughter
Sergeant killing em all off
Grab choppers and pop off
Like Oshea w sawed offs
The bodies are hawled off
To the pile inside the woods
You just smiling like it’s good
But you sus like riding through the hood
Run you over like I’m Suge
Get out my way"

Just Some Bars Pt. 4 Vol. 2

[VERSE I: Romeo da Black Rose]

finding love in all the wrong places
shuffling through pretty faces
i'm glad you had a nice time but right now i need my space bitch
i don't wanna waste your time, and i definitely don't wanna waste mine
if i don't feel the vibe, i'll curb you like a stop sign
i been going through some shit
i guess i'm getting used to it
i been going through some shit
i guess i'm getting used to it
i used to doubt my usefulness
she a bad bitch and her ass thick
she gon turn me into a sad simp
another habit
goddamn
i'm such an addict
i always gotta have it
one more time for validation
watch me turn into a rabbit

[VERSE II: Yung Heath Ledger]

what do ya know?
it's young wetto riding with a hoe
that bitch before?
she was tripping 
had to let her go
eenie meenie
miney moe
now he finger froze
i was sold when I showed my flaws and she loved me more
used to fucking hate her and she stated that she hate me too
now it’s babe I love you and she saying boy I love you too
still I deal with trauma from this ex in my past
only bitch I know psycho enough to land me in rehab
i ran
40 yard dash with a stash in my pants
now looking back she never had a chance
moving on to better things, bigger dreams
like cumming in pussy and hope my girl has a mini me

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Escape from BABYLON

Here is another load from my archives, dusty old tracks that almost went missing. Lots of usual suspects on here, I present, Lost $essions 2

RED | prod DJ Muggs x Baka Boyz

Why Am I That Way | ft blackheartblasian | prod ae beats

B.O.M.B. | ft Durnz | prod Noize SysteM

DeadLee Itch | prod $tyx

"Catchin Wreck" Produced by WRECK @bobby-cooks-885104485

"I’m a sorta cis male who’s body is disproportionate
6% brain and 94% hornyness 
Lord forgive me for these chicks I hit with all this raw dick
Ah shit, here I go sliding in someone’s broad quick
Sorry player, shoulda gave her more dick and less drama
Been a classic playboy, did things I won’t tell Momma
I just hope when I’m burning it was worth it well gotta
Be worth something, all the fucking and drugging Hell Imma
Run up a tab before I’m gone, hope my haters pay the fee
Make them see the light till I blind them then say “c’est la vie!”
Tie the noose with broken hands, hope my fam don’t hang with me
Spell the family with Ph, don’t get off balance, I’ll spray your v
Bullets riddle your car with holes, you shoulda caught a clue faster
Mute chatter with shots, you all talkers and some huge cappers
Rappers look like actors dog what happened to the culture
Half you living backwards pull the strap up out the holster
Blast em for the practice I’ve been had it with these posers
Slap you with the backhand for the fact you playing soldier
There’s a real war going on that we ain’t safe from
Rest in peace to Prodigy we mobbing deep when the day comes
Matter fact sooner, gotta organize and plan it out
If you dying for something then you better know what that’s about"

Catchin Wreck | PROD WRECK

"I miss my 99 Benz" Produced by WRECK @bobby-cooks-885104485

"All in all ain’t nothing but the same thing
Play with my gang be dead when they aim beams
I’ve been sleep but I just woke up from insane dreams
Quit talking like you sick, you’re just jealous with the gangrene
You on that toxic shit, I just talk sick shit
You all just tricks caught in politics
Talking false prophecies, stop trying to follow me
Feel like someone’s doxxing me, just paranoia probably 
I really used to love how I would just smile
Still been feeling covered up in spider’s and flies
But now I’m just drunk and sad, I don’t get high
Trying to ride through lows with the nine by my side
Falling from the damn cliff, problems when I talk to ya
Always been a phantom orchestrating operas
I’m sorry for disappointing you, I never meant to
Give it to Yahweh anoint it through who I repent to
All of these great memories, please tell me what they’re for
I’ll be your best friend till you don’t respect me anymore
Dying from feelings I keep inside shut
Ain’t had much peace of mind for three to nine months
Matter fact two years, I just need a few beers
Who’s here to kill me off this is not a new fear
Sick of tears rolling down my face
Soul is out of place
Coping with the cold embrace of forty ounces
Love how it tastes, just as bitter as me
Cowards take the easy route, take the pistol and squeeze
It costs so much to fail, I always did it for free
Literally gave it away, this ain’t what I was wishing to be
What was I ever thinking, like I could really instill any change
Living in this day in age just feeling my pain"

I miss my 99 Benz | PROD WRECK

R.I.P. Big L 
Produced by Lord Finesse
Bruce Leroy

All Black '17

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Villainous feat . TF9 (prod. Reasy Beats)

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