gutter rap

this song was made at different times and with no direct purpose. everyone prety much recorded their verses at different times with no correlation on the lyrics. Amazing how much attention this song has received. Thank you!.

SPEED DIAL..By BROKENHOMEZ,SEKTAZ,DOLLAHBILL,JAILZ,ENGENIUS

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Open up ur diaphragm leviathan the fireman, soaking up ur vitamins, retirement of Iron men, I overdose on vicodins, the pyro bent, entitlement, ur choking on ur viral flem a sinus death environment, I toak enough alive again, I’m higher then enlightenment, The Jokers fun is life or death with violence in Lions dens, not choking up when I intend to cipher step a title test, evoke the dunk like Iverson and hyper sense my iris lens,
The hunger in my voice is possessed with obsessadry,
The thunder in the noise is kinetic raw energy, that’s right in the hell of it, dissipher the fellowship, from python’s inhabitance, to the mice and the elephants,
the Knocking all ur Heinekens, the pocket full of vicodens, hoping that ur vulnerable with razors in ur cotton wool environment,
cause I’m fighting pirate ship, its fire when I’m rhyming, I’m admired by psychiatrists,   

I’m roping love inside a Benz, the virus met a vinyl blend, you’ve woken upa fire nest now minds are bent around the bend, 
I’m throwing up a higher sense, I’m dying in a pyro den, the cobra clutch of mice and men, as I offend the hymen den,
you chose to front but lie again, inditenments of diamonds, the 2 in love, will find the end, its likely then, you hyper vent, 
now sober up the kind of friends, no fighting em requirements, doping up with nitrogen, from cyber men Orion sent, 
an overdose of vocal tones, I don’t condoned to comatose on hope and token broken bones, and over open thoughts, choke sever and gauge,  demonic apocalypse, that’s ominous to any conglomerate knocking this, its obvious hollow tip, leaves bodies dropped in a followers box, locked in a sarcophagus, the populous, are often forgotten, stopping the robbing an popping rotten concoctions,

Fluent Flow

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Miss C  https://www.facebook.com/crystalmissc/

My life’s out of focus, but Ive survived,
The overdoses at the back of bayside,
In loaded boat sheds, we stagger blind,
With the hopeless dope heads were the franga kind,

Footscray station I take the grave shift,
a romper stomper in an Asian snake pit, 
this dirty hit, its fucken filthy
got my grip on a fit that will fucken kill me

I racked the Cougar coz it was flat and I could dack it
Then I graduated from that to a smack habit
watch ur wallet this bitch is gonna grab it
Cos the Frankston line is where I inhabit

I’m burning up, in gurneys cuffed, 
submerged in Footscays bourbon blood, 
so worthless cunts, will surface up, 
in the Marribinong dumped in a Persian rug

If you’re in my hood u better act right
Doing lines in the pines this is Frankston life
If you’re in my hood you better look twice
Getting high all the time this is Footscray life
If you’re in my hood u better have a knife
Doing crime to survive this is Frankston life
If you’re in my hood get ready for a fight
Its an eye for an eye this is Footscray life

You’ll need a Coroners skill when I’m robbing the till 
of the all the common commoners on Oliver’s hill
Its shambles the way I handle my hand skills, 
dumped like an anvil in Frankston landfill

I living in a casket, I’m stuck in the darkness, 
from Saigon car park to Footscray market,
this bulldogs knocking dead,
In bed with my Woodstock and Footlocker threads

Fuck the west
Kananook station, we make arrangements,
For Paul Denyer to have u taken
Now were fighting the jacks
in adidas tracky dacks and nike air max,

cunt I don’t give a fuck, 
Cause u can pump weights and make ur chest look big, 
But its checkmate bitch, with a knife in ur ribs
I’m alive when I’m sick, with ur head caved in,
I’m throwing kids, off the west gate bridge, 

If you’re in my hood u better act right
Doing lines in the pines this is Frankston life
If you’re in my hood you better look twice
Getting high all the time this is Footscray life
If you’re in my hood u better have a knife
Doing crime to survive this is Frankston life
If you’re in my hood get ready for a fight
Its an eye for an eye this is Footscray life

I was drinking goon, the silver pillow of death 
Yes spilling spoons of the crystal meth, 
In the grips like a prisoner from Frankston cinema to the tip of the Peninsula 

Bitch shut ur fucking mouth
The hood stays gritty and that look stays with me
I was mugging cunts back at Footscray city
on the western front, set foot in my hood and come test me cunt

That aint shit bitch
After I Hear, the wicked laughter of karma,
starving for shards so I’m puffing it harder,
the blood runs deep on Frankston harbor,
In kananook creek where I’m dumping my father

I’m injecting fentanyl with death utensils, 
so the next step is Das west western general 
or dead and buried on the Werribe line 
in the Geelong rd. cemetery dead or alive


If you’re in my hood u better act right
Doing lines in the pines this is Frankston life
If you’re in my hood you better look twice
Getting high all the time this is Footscray life
If you’re in my hood u better have a knife
Doing crime to survive this is Frankston life
If you’re in my hood get ready for a fight
Its an eye for an eye this is Footscray life

Footscray Frankston (feat. Miss C)

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Beat produced by Mixla

Verse one
Tear drops hit the ground I’m a slave to my past, like I’m trapped in place where I chase a facade, 
Cause I’m looking for love in the drugs I sniff, but the love the I hunt it comes from within,
worked to the bone, nothing left of me, and the thirst of my hope, cant set me free, 
Everyday I need a taste it engraved in me, everyday I leave this place to the make believe,
the kindness of others, burns like napalm, sometime I go to sleep and I hope I don’t wake up, 
Hope is a lie and I’m a fiend that owing, so much pain inside and I’m to ashamed to show it, 
And it hurts everyday, like the dirt on my name, yes it hurts everyday, like I burn in the flames,
And I’m trapped in a chase, like I’m trapped in my chains, cause I’m trapped in this place, like I’m trapped in a cage, 

Chorus
My dreams, they burn, my thought they burn, my soul it burns, my life is up in flames, My dreams, they burn, my thought they burn, my soul it burns, my life is up in flames

Verse two
I can’t climb my way out, before its time to die, 
cause the hole gets deeper, every time I try,
So what do I own, I don’t own a dime, I don’t own what I’m owed, I don’t own what’s mine, 
So It burns, like I work to be free, but I’ve burnt my believes, cause it hurts to be me,
I cant stop in all my ways, so I’m lost in all my lot chains, I cant stop in all my shame, so I’m lost in all my pain,
In one heart beat, my one heart bleeds, I can’t face the fight sometime I can’t be,
awake at night sometimes my heart weeps, nightmares all the time sometimes I cant sleep,
cause I’m locked in a scope, and I just can’t hope
cause I’m locked in a choke, and I just can’t cope, 
so I’m stuck in the earth like I’m stuck in reverse, Cause I’m stuck and it hurts, I’m stuck and it burns, 

Chorus
My dreams, they burn, my thought they burn, my soul it burns, my life is up in flames, My dreams, they burn, my thought they burn, my soul it burns, my life is up in flames

Dark evil rap beat With a Story of drug use and its effects. Melbourne local Artist Jimmy Loops

It Burns (feat. Merlin)

Something To Fear

Beat Produced By - Hala-X
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This life is fast pass, this life bring heart ace, I take charge, but the past is fast to heart break, I’m part the rhyme maker, define the line breaker iron saber the tops of sky scrapers in fog, they say stop, but im taking off, cause the chase is on, in the present tense, bent into benevolence, lessons of the heaven sent, the peasants and menses’, are veterans embedded with the medicine,  
Lines to the beats, the mind of a beast, comes alive when I speak, the styles to the ease, Lines to the beats, the mind of a beast, comes alive when I speak, the styles to the ease, Lines to the beats, the mind of a beast, comes alive when I speak, the styles to the ease, right of passage, constructing this damage, the pen to the pad, connecting like marriage
Everyone starts small by displaying their name on back lane alleyway and graffiti art walls, so remember,; this crafts an art form the path is hardcore, so survive the shard war, and be the driver of life, not the passenger and blind, yes rapping is a right, and it happens to be mine, its savage when I handle raps, mad vandal act I burn tracks back to candle wax, 
Lines to the beats, the mind of a beast, comes alive when I speak, the styles to the ease, Lines to the beats, the mind of a beast, comes alive when I speak, the styles to the ease, Lines to the beats, the mind of a beast, comes alive when I speak, the styles to the ease, right of passage, constructing this damage, the pen to the pad, connecting like marriage
we focus on life’s chi, hoping we might see, the comatose goes into stoking our pipe dreams, the fight seems, like were on a beast, no peace on the streets but we got to eat, 
but I’m starting to see things, so I keep on the track 
and push through like I’m teething, so u see, I want to be free so I’m zoned in my thing, I want to be free to flow with mic kings

Flatline (feat. Tom Fernie)

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Artist - Jimmy Loops
Beat produced by - Tristen
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Lyrics
Im their bad dreams, Night mares sad scene
Y spear has beens, Tie their gag screams
Hi their cash these, I blair rap dreams
Like were dam fiends, right their catch me
cunts I run with, hypo dumb shits, 
pyros ruff kids, psychos fuck wits, 
absolute nutters, bugging in the gutters
double crossing back stabbing kaniving muther fuckers,
whos a loose cunt, me bitch, Run mucks, me kid
Toothbrush, clean kicks, Tounges up, genious
Doped up smack fheinds, Coked up crack dreams
No cunt had me, Woke up that’s speed
Hand bag, roat that, Scam that, raw hash
Ran sack, more cash, Stand back, Ur chat
comatose, overdose token broken bones kid, 
homophobic bitch own ur own shit

pack pipe, smoke skunk
jack knife, coked up 
crack pipe, toke up
That’s y, choke cunts
like fantasia
Am I brave heart
Left hand daze ya 
Right hand grave yard
Jump on Hip Hop
Some gronk Pissed off
Done wrong Shit lost
Run from pig cops
Do this dumb stuff
Two dicks fuck up 
boobies puffed up
Two chicks one cup
Hard on my needs, 
punching high beam, 
blood on white tees, 
mud on my Nikes, 
Smashing dick heads
Bashing big heads
Cracking pin legs
That’s my street cred

Dam trip found cash
Hang shit towel rack
gank this Round back
Bang bitch How’s that?
Gankin touch screens
Making much green
chasing puff dreams
Hatin fuck me

Hell Bound (feat. Merlin)

Beat produced by - Mars 1
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From the Album - Broken Oath

we grew up in this place and we chased what we could, but were based in a place thats taken from our hood,so we chase the paper, so would we chase the neighboure, would we chase on the take for the taste of flavor, We say what we want and we take what we need, as we wait for the train, but the train that never leaves, the train never sleeps, cause the train is a beast, the train is the game that u play when u breath, now we learn to evolve from the pain weve lost, told to work till were old and to prey to god, they cant explain the dodge, their afaid of loss, and im amazed at the way they can blame the mob, ive had enough getting stuck at the wall they made, cause we rush in the dust in a soulless way, we all get stuck till were old and grey, cause were all in a rush with our ball and chains,

Is it written in stone, about were we go, or is it giving what you know, about sharing hope, is it who u can be, when u care the most, or is it bearing the load of wearing a ghost,
but the story today is that were walking of the plank, as the mouse trap snaps your caught in a maze, caught in a phase with a porsilin name, talking the talk but u walk in their game, cause The clocks are ticking, from the cogs of wisdom, lost in the fog from the cost of living, ur not forgiven, so ur locked in prison, lost in the mob so stop and listen,
wraped in a sick head, acting and intence, facts bin in misslead, packed in a big mess, traped in the living dead, traped to the bitter end, traped to the fact we adapt to a prison pen,

gutter rap

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