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HELP IM ALIVE


[S.Braddy, R.Spence Jr, K.Pouya]

Produced By: Ronny J

Guitar Lead By: Jonathan "Numonics" Rosenfeld

Recorded By: Ricardo Carhuapoma

Mixed and Mastered By: Ricardo Carhuapoma

Recorded at Galaxy Studios - Miami Fl

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Sex With Angels & Demons ft. Pouya

Feels

Verse 1: 

Look, I kill the flow like this
Fuck your condolences, no time for pity, my heart is too cold for it
Leave me alone, I just need a moment to deal with these nigguhs that think they can flow like this
Shootas be lame, always grippin chrome and shit
Squab it out, see who left standing notorious, my life ain't glorious, but I'm still rolling and copping a 40, my eyes getting low again
See you down under and dwell for enternity, Heat seeking missiles come aim at my poetry
Lyrically you cannot stop me, no physically, Mentally strong like my spiritual energy
Why you pretending G? Find a new recipe
This ain't for you, got no flame when you try to speak, 
Hoes be in sight, if they 10's that's fine with me, this is my life and I just like the finer things
Numero uno, rhymin till the sun up
Get lit with me, lifted like a shuttle
I be the holiest of the OG's, chug a 40 then roll up another quick 20
Real talk, nigguh fuck cops
Nigguhs fake, stay true even without a glock 
If you don't like me why you worried? 
Cause I'll be on top, like yo bitch, she riding on me like she needed cock, real talk nigguh
Fuck it, I'm pulling the strings, ain't no dummy
See them lights then we all dip in a hurry
Rolling with my nigguhs, come and coast with me, I'm skating these streets till that moon light my city 
And stay on yo grind cause that time is tickin,
Emperor Zurg came to gather these victims, trapped behind my bars, 
Rolex and cars, diamonds and gold are the hustle so make it far
Go and get a job bruh, go to school be something more than just a dealer dawg
I'm keeping it real so peep the honesty, you killin nigguhs for a couple dollars G?
Go on make your own, quit bummin around and make a profit, see, 
I'm out this world I never got to see the brighter things
Darkness all around the finer things
I'm just trynna cope with all these acts in life, but now I'm fuckin through with it
Live and learn some other bullshit 

Hook: 

I be alone, thinkin and sipping at night
Little codeine with the Sprite
Pourin up activist, man gotta fight for your rights
Roaming through streets soaring high
Leave me alone, I can do this on my own
Vagabond, ain't got no home
But I got love for my city, it made me the man that I am today, too Trill, I'm zoned, yuh

Verse 2: 

Back to that ignorance you used to hearin
Fuck a bitch, make a hit, kill like a villain
Too many nigguhs corrupted by system, that's why I be careful with who I go chill with
Running the game, not losing no stamina
I am a beast, got the heart of an animal
Kill and attack and beat that I'm handed bruh 
Spittin this fire, like Natsu, a Dragon's son
Get out my sight or I'll roast you, I'm savage
I bring the pain to these ear drums I damage 
This is the truth and you nigguhs can't stand it
I'm bout to blow up, suicide bomber status
King of King's, sitting upon the throne, I'm  the baddest 
Tippy like that Lucy, view the world in different patterns
Catch me and I'm drifting into Lucid worlds, an actor in this place that we all live in
Man somebody had me drafted here, but honestly, not giving a single fuck about a prophecy
I'm sure I'm the only nigguh that can do this shit so flawlessly 
Follow me, into undergrounds, man the gutter 
High classes don't want us, they need nothing from us
Only real nigguhs in my group, no one other
Triple D be my city, shout out to my Brother
Uri, Javier, my boy Isaac and his Mother
Jonathan, Chris, Marco, David, smoke another
My nigguh B, that boy Ivan, stay hunned 
Man y'all helped me out when I had no one other and needed a home, got much love for them nigguhs
I'm bout to get throwed, pour one up for my nigguhs, I'm gone
Too much thoughts on my dome, but I don't face the chrome cause I'll be on top chillin up on the block with a drop top and a glock ready to bust back if some shit start nigguh 

(Hook)

Paranoia

Shakewell - Sleeping Bag (prod. Mikey The Magician)

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In Due Time (Prod. Emerald God)

Get wet to these sensual sounds while drinking wine in the dusk of the evening. As you get to the bottom of your chalice , look around and notice , two Latina women in chokers crawling to you. As one of the women near your ear , she whispers "Damn Papi, was this mixed by soundcloud.com/diegovolumes ?" You simply reply with a subtle nod.
You turn your head, "What's this ?" You notice the second woman approaching your dearest friend soundcloud.com/chvli. You can feel the tension in the room building up. The second woman now proceeds to follow in the foot steps of her friend, she then whispers "Damn did you produce this because my undies are soaked"

"Yes" he replies...

Written by Shakewell , Pouya & Max Beck
Screenplay by Migo Plug Danny
Lights: Germ & Ramirez
Stage Handling: Booty Sensei
Boom Operator: DJ Be My Friend
Casting Director: Crystal Meth

special thanks to mother , father , katy perry & satan senpai.

Terminal Sex (Feat. Pouya) Prod. By Chevali & Diego Farias

some throw away shit that we never mixed or mastered idk

produced by diego farias and chevali

You Die We Move On ( feat. Craig Xen )

INSTRUMENTAL CREDITS - CLASSIXS BEATS

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5TPDtlTnRr0

Smoke fill my lungs 
Cause I'm that motherfucking bum
Remember me
Back from school
Nobody that that kid was cool
Now he boolin' it, coolin' it
Straight up 
Fuck all that schooling
He just been steadily zoomin
Fuck all this bull shit, just do it

Rust on my throne, 
Yeah bitch boy go home
Dont take a dog's bone
He gon' eat yo ass fuh sho
Aye
As I look down, getting higher and higher
I'm distanced
Ground to the clouds
I'm just so fucking tired of getting high as the highest
Just for the slightest delightment 
I swear these days ain't the brightest
Surviving, might as well die n'
He said you dont need a friend
Boy cause you the fucking man
Fuck a plan
Get some bands
Swear this world is in your hands
Take a glance,
Take a dance with the devil 
And fuck the fellas who tell ya
You'll never be what you wanna be honestly
Probably mockery 
Talkin bout this prick that ya 'oughtta be
Follow me, 
Fall Asleep

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MIXED AND MASTERED BY YOURS TRULY



INSTRUMENTAL CREDITS - CLASSIXS BEATS

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5TPDtlTnRr0

Vex [prod.Sez]

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