Fukkit

lyrics:

Speaking on me wrongly get you cut up like pastrami send them shots right at yo body we don't fall out we surrounding ’em
Bring the yellow tape
He ducking
Back that fronting shit or shut it
Can't fuck with that nigga Fukkit
When I see him Imma bust ’em

Yea right
Keep your promises I know you wont on sight
End yo life
Only once I hear you begging for it twice
You just human sacrifice I use as energy sometimes I keep that Ruger by my right come hot and ready like some rice

Face card not there I don't even wanna care I cant stand everybody everywhere that's how I feel
Last time I checked you was thirsty like a refill I reseal that bottle once I cut it for that cheap deal
Every day I'm living that's another day of cheap thrills, drug deals, rubber squeal, banana peel, and blood spill
Kill yourself once heal
Kill yourself twice for real
I cant stand that smell of dirty pussy touching my nostrils
Ya whole entire clique in fear
If you in my atmosphere I promise I'm gonna interfere and interrupt your sad career
Make it worse than how you sound on every single track you make I make sure you evaporate and disappear like magic paint a picture wit this static
The talent they cant handle
The bars that leave ’em panicking and scrambling for some ammo while I'm hidden in the shadows
Unnecessary camo drape my body like a ruthless mercenary in a sand hill while he stalking in the dead of night
Just as an example
I'll do you like they did in Chelsea Manning latest scandal, raid your house and kill your family accidentally go to court and get acquitted just by pleading I'm insane and off the handle

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5. Fly (On the Wall)

lyrics:

Kill you where you standing, I don't think you understand it I cant stand you not gonna take that sitting down okay I'll slam ’em
Body drop like drowning pool he 17 boy stay in school
Aint' gonna make me lose my cool that fan gonna blow right out the blue

I see you, when I see you like a movie trailer preview
But he ain't coming back so don't be waiting for that sequel
Your bones is getting broken like that ex that made you single I reverse your hype entirely and see you in my rear view
I dont care bout if this feed you watch me blade the key like Riku
I'm soaring past you goofies while you Donald Duck for cover call your people get your brother
I'm aiming at yo mother if he think he slick as butter cant believe it grabbed your cousin while they dreaming under covers
Annihilate your lover
I shoot a jumper out the courthouse still gonna beat the buzzer
They never should of let me out
The cage I been in lying down
Exposing all you liars now
For what you really are deep down
Could've been this way before but chose to be this way right now
Could've been on top before but too lazy to go and take trash out
Yea 1k
Keep that shit 1k
Ball hard like 2k
Get yo face
Out my space, erase
Everything you make
Real quick, uh
Black hole yo shit
Attract yo bitch she pull close get sucked in
Damn that twit pic
She follow dick
Slip in slide her DM slip inside her she get wet
Fukkit so tech
Give me lines like he sell tech
Or shoot back like tech-9 divide by 3 right at ya neck
There's words left unsaid
Need a censor like its triple x
I triple up yo debt
Now he doubting if he better dead
I put his ass to bed
Like lil' baby while he wah wah
Cause clearly you upset
Like you verified I send a check that's pointed at yo chest
Whatchu' want wit me
Nigga whatchu' want wit me
This a Kodak moment cause we in here smoking broccoli


Flash bang
White screen
No field of vision
Cant see what you cant hear in the distance
Concussed, your head bust
I scope you like its 1v1 on rust I keep that thang tucked its Fukkit cannot let you up
Flash bang
White screen
No field of vision
Cant see what you cant hear in the distance
Concussed, your head bust
I scope you like its 1v1 on rust I keep that thang tucked its Fukkit cannot let you up

6. Flashbang

This is a song about heartbreak and tribulation.

Guest vocals from BRANDO Prod. Miklo
https://soundcloud.com/driedouteldr
https://soundcloud.com/burnwithbrando

lyrics:

IM EITHER

TRAPPED IN A PIT OF MY INDECISION OR FREE CLIMBING THIS MOUNTAIN OF DOUBT IN A FRIGID WINTER/

MY ICE BOX COLD HEART FROST-BITTEN/

AND YOUR LOVE WAS THE COAT THAT COVERED UP MY BLISTERS BENEATH THE STITCHING/

I WAS UP FOR 7 NIGHTS WITH BAD INTENTIONS/

I USED TO DOUBT ALL MY FRIENDSHIPS I NEVER DOUBTED YOU NOT ONCE AND I MEANT IT/

YOU GAVE ME MEANING IN A TIME I NEEDED HELP MAKING BREAKFAST/ 

YOU TAUGHT ME HOW TO BE MYSELF AND IN SPECIFIC ACCEPT IT/

I COULDNT SPEAK A WORD OF THIS LANGUAGE WE SPOKE THAT I CHERISH NOW MORE THAN EVER/

AND NO THATS NOT A PUN TO BE CLEVER NOTHING IS FUNNY NOW YOU NOT AROUND/

I KEEP THIS AWKWARD SMILE ON MY FACE THAT DOES IT JOB CONVINCING PEOPLE IM AROUND BUT NOT HERE MENTALLY/ SOMEWHERE STUCK BETWEEN THE BROKEN PIECES OF OUR EFFIGY/ SCULPTED WITH ENOUGH OF THE GOLDEN HOPE I HAD KEPT WITH ME/

CLUTCHING LIKE A FORCEPS/

FIND ME LIKE A MISSING DOG SLEEPIN ON YOUR DOOR STEP/

FIND ME LIKE A MISSING BODY WAITING FOR ITS TOE TAG IM SUICIDAL FIGHTING ALL THESE URGES OF A BODY BAG/

JUST A CONTEMPORARY NOMAD IM SO MAD FEEL LIKE A OLD MAN, PART ME OF DIED AND I GOT COLD HANDS AND KNOW THAT/

YOU WERE THE ONLY HOME IVE EVER KNOWN GREW UP THIS WAY BEEN ALL ALONE MY WHOLE LIFE/ 

REPERCUSSIONS OF LOSING YOU PLAGUING MY MIND IN THE NIGHT, WHEN I WRITE/

SAID GIVE IT TIME BUT HAVE YOU LOOKED AT THE PRICE? 



WORST DAY OF MY LIFE YOU LOST INTEREST

I DONT GET THIS, THE DAY YOU LEFT I AINT DISMISSED YET/

DEALING WITH EVERYTHING AT ONCE AND YOU GOT HIM, HEH?

PROMISED ME DIFFERENT WE AINT PERFECT BUT WHAT IS THAT? 

What is that?
Girl what is that?
Why you did that?
(Did me like that)

I still want you by my side/ I think you don’t want me, I think I know why (x2)

I still want you by my side, I know you don’t want me, I think I know why (x2)

Fukkit & Miklo - 7

Lyrics:

take this bedrock off my back/

y’all on my waist I ain’t rockin satchels

whole scene just flipped flopped like sandals/

back up,

I don’t wanna catch your cancer 

question

I already gave out answers, lessons 

I could not resist what my universe grants me/ 

You against me good odds ends badly/

Tragic, not really sarcastic as can be/

me against me is audacious as can be/ 

you not with me not my friends not my family/

i bust at you if I fail then it’s plan B/

get your homies to watch on your back like you planting y’all pussies is pink like salmon

I’m on ya tail like Raditz, I’m upping the ratchet and hitting that green like a racket/

I got a stick in my varsity jacket/

 I’m in the league while you still play for varsity nigga what happened I leave you abandoned critique and do damage I hurt you lil faggots go cry in your panic/ 

I get depressed for some time then I’m manic/

I got these bars but I used to do Xanax I’m up in the crib while you lie in your hammock I’ll tie that shit up while you sleeping and stab you/ 

like what happened,

what happened,

what happened,

and it’s inefficient if ya bitch in the vip and she not sucking dick on command like/ 

like what happened,

what happened,

what happened,

what happened

and you know it’s on sight if you don’t get me right dropping hits on demand nigga damn like/ 

like what happened/ 



thinking bout letting you breathe, while all on your knees, im diving like capital steeze, she spit out my nut like seeds, hoe blow like the breeze and I’m dropping til Fall when I leave/ 

I keep it up you just keep underneath/

Air it out in this bitch til she queef/ 

Y’all niggas ain’t with it y’all niggas is creeps/

You look like you just seen a ghost, 

I’m in a phantom go so fast you cant see it smoke but I bet you can smell when it go/ 

Y’all niggas not what you claim in your songs/ sing along like a birdie cmon/

cmon/

cmon/

that shit gon get you clipped like salon/

pass the stick then I dip like baton/

blowing gas it’s so loud like alarm/

FR[A]NCH (PROD. GHOST)

LYRICS:

KUDOS TO THE REDDIT CRITICS 

SCREENSHOOTING MY OPINIONS

WHY YALL IN MY TWITTER MENTIONS

HAWK EYE I SEE YOU NIGGAS 

TREAT YO BAND JUST LIKE IM GRIFFITH

FUCK’EM PUT SIMPLE SIMPLY

LICK MY DICK AND SPIT MY KIDS UP

BITCH KNOW THAT MAGNUM FIT ME

GLOVE ON ME LIKE MICHEAL SO I,

BEAT IT BEAT IT/

GLOVE ON ME LIKE TYSON SO I PEEK A BOO THEN BEAT YOU BLEEDING/

SHE GON SWALLOW ALL MY FUCKING,

SEMEN SEMEN/

DONT GO SPEND YOUR HOURS ON THAT SNIPPET YOU SHOULD JUST DELETE IT/

POOL AROUND ME SO SHE LOOKING,

SQUEAMISH, SQUEAMISH/ 

I HAD TO COUNT SHEEP WHILE EVERYONE WAS OUT HERE FUCKING SLEEPING/ 

HOW MUCH DID I MAKE THATS JUST THIS,

EVENING, EVENING/

I DONT KNOW BOUT YOU BUT I BEEN PUZZLING THE MISSING PIECES/ 

NUMBERS LONG, WI-FI CODE, REMEMBER ME, THINK YOU WONT, MY DICK GO UP, AND DOWN HER THROAT, I HOP SKOTCH SKIP AND CATCH THIS FLOW/ 

YOU BITCH WANT KISS AND CATCH A COLD, I SPEAK AND SHE DO WHAT SHE TOLD, LICK MY SHIT, YOU NOT THAT BOLD/

I SQUEEZE OUT POP YOUR BROKEN BONES/

COME IN MY HOME, 

IM DOING YOU WRONG, 

THE UNDERGROUND ZONE,

I RULE IT AND ROAM,

YOU NOW IN A COMA,

SMELL THE AROMA OF ME AND ITS OVER,

YOU LOOKIN GREEN HOPE YOU LUCKY LIKE CLOVER, 

SWINGING MY FIST BUT IT FEEL LIKE A BOULDER/

RAMMING YOUR BITCH LIKE IM USING A SHOULDER/

AND I COME WIT THE GRIP LIKE A COBRA/

BREATHE

DANCE ON THE BEAT WIT MY TONGUE NOT MY FEET I GO OFF BY MY LONE WHY THE FUCK WOULD I FEAT YOU SHOULD SEE WHAT I SEE BUT YOU CANT CAUSE IM ME/

BUT I KNOW YOU CAN SMELL THE DEFEAT/ 

BY THE WAY WHAT I SPEAK IS SO TRUE ITS ON ME BY THE TIME THAT I SNEAK IN THE TIP OF MY PEAK/

ITS TOO LATE FOR YOU/ 

AINT NO SAVING YOU MIGHT AS WELL PAY FOR YOUR FUNERAL AND PRAY FOR YOU/

IM ESCAPING THE HELL THAT I MADE FOR YOU ITS LOOKING GOOD CAUSE I HARDLY COULD MAKE IT THROUGH NIGGAS GON SLAM THROUGH THE TABLE AND BREAK A FEW/ 

TAKE O2 FROM THE BRAIN WHEN I STRANGLE YOU/ 

CRIPPLE AND MANGLE YOU JUST CAUSE IM AIMED AT YOU/ 

ALL THEM CHAINS I COULD SEE THERES A SLAVE IN YOU/

Reddit (Prod. Y$57 & Disvstxr)

Wanna Go? (To a Rave) [Prod. MKULTRA]

Lyrics:

MY INNOCENCE ALL GONE, 
EQUIPPED WITH A SHOT GUN, 
WAIT FOR THE NIRVANA/ 
I CROSS BOTH PALMS AND COVER MY BRUISED ARMOR/
LET OUT AND AN “OUR FATHER” WHERE I LIE FALLEN/ 
GIVE ME SOME SPACE IMMA STAR CHILD/
IT WAS UNPLANNED LIKE WILD FLOWER/
SO WHATS THE PLAN BEFORE THE SAND FALL GOT THE HOURGLASS IN MY HAND WHILE I WAIT TIL ARMAGEDDON MAKES LANDFALL/ 
HOLD UP, I GOTTA SHOW UP SHUT UP GOTTA MEET MY QUOTA RAY LIOTTA FELLA IN MY COAT IF YOU TURN TO INFORMANT/ 
MY ORDERS CLEAR WONT SUGARCOAT IT BLOWING MARIJUANA FEELING DORMANT 
AND STONED ENOUGH TO BARE WIT COLD PORRIDGE/ 
I HAD TO BARE MY FANGS TO GIVE THESE BITCHES FOREWARNING/
YOU THINK YOU HOT AS FUCK UNTIL YOU FEEL THAT COLD SHOULDER/
YOU SAY YA SEES SOMETHING WELL MY B’s SWARM YOU/ 
THEN LEAVE A STING THAT BLEEDS WARMER THAN A SEAT-WARMER/
POURING LIKE ANDREW IN ‘92/ 
I LOST SIGHT OF EVERYTHING I KNEW/
INCLUDING YOU/
IF I WAS HIM I WOULDN’T MIND YOU TOO I UNDERSTAND WHY IM A FOOL I KNOW NOW I COULDN’T BE THE MAN I PROMISED YOU/
LEARNED MY LESSON THE HARD WAY/ 
I HAD TO WATCH MY MOOD LIKE ALL DAY/
YOU CATCH ME CRYING FUKKIT THATS ALWAYS/
BEEN DEALING WIT GROWING PAINS SINCE MY BIRTH DATE/
SHOULD’VE DONE IT RIGHT IN THE FIRST PLACE/
WAY I SEE IT, I LOST YOU BUT IM STILL GON END UP IN FIRST PLACE/
LAST TIME I CHECKED MY ENERGY INVESTMENTS PAY ME BACK/
AND IF YOU ATTEMPT, TO COME CORRECT IT LIKE ITS WRONG YOU WACK/ 
I JUST CUT THE SLACK YOU GET A BREAK AND SEE HOW I REACT/
POINT YOUR FUCKING FINGER ANYWHERE MY NAME IS ON THE MAP/ 
I JUST WANT A PLAQUE, ANOTHER PLAQUE, TO SIT WIT ALL MY PLAQUES/
FEELING LIKE KHALID,
MUCH DANK CHECK THE SMOKE SEE ITS ALL VALID/
AND KNOW THIS SHIT HAS BEEN ESTABLISHED/

Nirvana (Prod. Polarboiyeahz)

lyrics:

BABY GIRL BLOW LIKE WHISTLE MY FLOW SO SICK THAT YOU MIGHT NEED TISSUE YOUR EX MAN LEFT YOU THATS NOT MY ISSUE/ 

MY FLOWS ON TIME ON SCHEDULE YOUR NIGGAS WANT TALK LIKE BITCHES I FEEL YOU IM BLOWING ON LOUD MAN I CANNOT HEAR YOU/ 

YOU POSE NO THREAT I CANT FEAR YOU I FIELD THAT SHIT LIKE A FIELD GOAL KICKER YOUR MAIN BITCH LEFT MAN IM SORRY JUST MISSED HER/ 

IM THROWING UP HARD BROWN LIQUOR IM BREAKING UP BLUE CHEESE IN TWO SWISHERS YOU FEEL THAT BREEZE WHEN THEM THINGS JUST MISS YOU/ 

BETTER YET FEEL THE PAIN WHEN IT HIT YOU/ 
NICE COFFIN I KNOW THAT IT FITS YOU/
DEATH LIKE YOUR BEST FRIEND IT JUST GETS YOU/
AND ITS ROUGH TO THE TOUCH LIKE A BRISTLE/ 
I CANT PRETEND I FUCK WITCHU/
AND I LAUGH AT THE FACT THAT YOU THINK SO/
STUNT LIKE WEE MAN 1 MIN GETS YOU/
AND IM EVERYWHERE LIKE BLACK ZETSU/

IM IN THE PAINT LIKE WAKA FLAME/
FLOW IS SO WET IT COULD START THE RAIN/
IM IN THE WALLS WHERE THE BLOCKS DECAY/
IM IN THE PICTURE YOU CUT OUT THE FRAME/ 
GO SAY HIS NAME BET THAT BOY LOOK ASHAMED/
HOW I DO BETTER THAN HIM IN HIS STATE/
LEAVING THAT BITCH AND SHE WANT ME TO STAY/
NIGHT AFTER NIGHT I KEEP MAKING MY DAY/ 
GIVE IT IN CASH, IM TALKIN MY PAY/
BLOWING ON GRASS, IT SMELL LIKE HAZE/ 
THE WAY THAT WE BALLED, ITS NO TOUPE/
THE FLOW IS LIKE WATER BOY, BOBBY BUSHAY/  
IM CHARGING THIS SHIT TO THE GAME, 
I DIDNT DO RAPPING FOR FORTUNE AND FAME,
I DID IT BECAUSE IF I DIDNT I WOULD BE INSANE, I KNOW I WOULD DO IT AGAIN, IM SO UP AHEAD CAUSE THIS BITCH STEADY GIVING ME BRAIN, I LOVE HOW SHE PULL ON MY MANE, IM LYING IF I SAID THAT I WOULDNT DO IT AGAIN, ITS WORTH EVERYTHING THAT I GAIN/ 

IM IN MY OWN DAMN LANE/ 
YALL NIGGAS INSANE IF YOU THINK THAT SHIT CHANGED/ 
I JUST BOUGHT A QUARTER YOU JUST CARRY CHANGE, WE WETTING YOU UP LIKE STAINS/ 
WHY COVER MY FACE WIT A MASK LIKE BANE, I WANT THEM TO KNOW IT WAS ME/ 
IM PRESSING THAT SHIT TO HIS HEAD IT GO BANG IM LEAVING HIS TORSO AND FRAME/
I DONT GIVE A FUCK BOUT YOUR CLAIMS OR A FADE, IM KNOCKING YOU OUT STOP PLAYING/ 
AND BOY WANNA TALK LIKE A BITCH WHAT HE SAYING, THEN GET ON YOUR KNEES START PRAYING/

Fukkit - Snake, Are You Okay?! (Prod. BLKSMIITH)

American Dream (PROD. MKULTRA)

lyrics:

HOLD THAT BAKER NO ANTWON DIXON IM SMOKING ON COOKIE INSIDE OF MY KITCHEN THAT BOY GETTING CROSSED CAUSE A GOD HAS ARISEN/
I TOOK TWO FOURS TO THE FACE AND I PISSED IT/
NUMBER ONE STUNNA IM STONED WHILE I FLIP SHIT/ 
YOU WASHED UP AND THATS WHY YOU DO DISHES/ 
I HOLD THE BEAM LIKE A SATELLITE DISH IS/
WISH ME GOOD LUCK AS I FIST ON YOUR BITCH YES IM IN THE CUT/
ALCOHOL DRIP YES/
DO IT FOR SPORT/
RAPPING AND SHIT, YEA/
SAY WHAT I WANT, AND WHAT I DID HEH/ 
YOU COULDNT DO IT, AND YOU CANT SPIT YEA/
I GOT THE FLUID, ALL IN YO BITCH HAIR/
WHO I INFLUENCED, ALL OF MY KIDS THERE/
YOU LOOKING STUPID, IM LOOKING QUICK YEA/
FLOW IS SO CHANGED UP SAID THAT I CHANGED UP WHAT IF I CHANGE UP PUSSY AINT KNOW ME SO HOW IN THE FUCK COULD YOU SAY I DONE CHANGED UP? 
NIGGAS WANT SMOKE WELL IM THROWING MY GANG UP/ 
AND IM DONE PLAYING ROUND WIT THIS BACK N FORTH/
IM BOUT TO PULL UP AND SPRAY AT THE PORCH/
BROAD DAY, YOU GET TURNED TO A CORPSE/
BROADWAY, WHEN IM UP IN THE COURT/
THE AUTO START SINGING A TUNE LIKE T PAIN/ 
LASER GO LIGHT UP THE ROOM LIKE HEAT WAVES/
CLIP HOLD 30 HE COLD LIKE FREEZE FRAME/ 
BACK ON MY WAIST LIKE KEYCHAINS/ 
I GOTTA DO WHAT I DO WITHOUT DE-LAY/
BALL SO HARD MIGHT NEED A REPLAY/ 
EATING THESE RAPPERS IT FEEL LIKE A CHEAT DAY/
KNOWING THEY SWEETER THAN CHEESE CAKE/
MUST I SAY ANYTHING ELSE THAT IMPRESS YOU? 
LINES TOO CLOSE AND YOU SCARED THEY’LL MOLEST YOU/ 
FLOW IS SO SICK IT COULD COME AND INFECT YOU/
DR. OF RAP WHEN I COME TO DISSECT YOU/
WHY DID IT I DO IT AGAIN/
CAUSE YOU STILL DOING PRETEND/
THIS IS THE START OF YOUR END/
AND IM JUST ONLY BEGINNING/ 
BUT I BEEN KNOWN FOR JUST WINNING AND NO BULLSHITTIN BUT BALL LIKE PIPPIN MY LINES ARE THE TYPE THAT ARE NOT WORTH SKIPPING YOU MIGHT LEARN SOMETHING IF YOU PAY ATTENTION/ 
WHY DID I WANNA PROTECT YOU/
I SHOULDVE BEEN MORE NEGLECTFUL/
YALL ARE JUST SO DISRESPECTFUL/
OFFER A HAND TAKING HANDFULLS/ 
WHILE IM NO PERFECT EXAMPLE/
IM STILL THE BEST IF YOU HAD ONE/
AND I GOT BARS YOU CANT HANDLE THATS WHY YOU WANT READ ALL THEM SHITS LIKE A MANUAL/ 
MAN IM JUST CHANGING THE CHANNEL/
IM FOR MY SIDE LIKE A FLANNEL/
BUT I GOT BARS TO DISMANTLE AINT NO TIME FOR PANELING SHIT LIKE AN ANALYST/

Fukkit - Baker Has A Deathwish (Prod. BLKSMIITH)

lyrics:

IM WIT MY DOG LIKE A DOBERMAN SIC’EM
ADIDAS STRIPE ON ME I LOOK TOO OFFICIAL
THE FACT WE MADE IT HERE NOT INCIDENTAL
ASKING ME QUESTIONS, I DONT LIKE RIDDLES
THINKING ILL PLAY, WHILE THEY SING LIKE A FIDDLE
SLEEPING ON ME THEN YOU SOFT AS A PILLOW/
I DONT GOT TIME FOR THAT BULLSHIT KIDDO/
WHAT IS MY NICHE? RIGHT HERE I GUESS
30 ON ME WHEN I SHOOT ITS A SWISH
IN THE NET, AND I DONT REALLY STOP OR MISS/
NUMBER ONE ALWAYS THATS WHY THEY LOOK PISSED/ AND THE SECOND I DROP THEN THEY NOT FOR SHIT/
CAUSE I GOT HIT AFTER HIT ON THE LIST/ 
ENVIOUS OF MY FORMER ACCOMPLISHMENTS/
PUSSY ASS NIGGAS STILL SOUNDING JEALOUS/ 
AND I GOT ALL THE TIME,
IN THE WORLD TO GAIN CREDIT FOR KILLING YOU/ 
AND THE BLOOD THAT I SPILL HOWS IT FEEL TO YOU?/
AND THE DAMAGE I DO IS SO REAL TO YOU/
AND THE PUDDLES I USE AS A SWIMMING POOL DIVE IN THAT BITCH TAKE A BATH IN THE MINERALS/
ASK THE QUESTIONS I KNOW THAT WOULD RIDDLE YOU/
THROW MY BOY IN THE MIDDLE TO PICK ON YOU/ 
AND YOUR GIRL GOT A PROBLEM MY PICKLE/
WATCH GOLD BUT THE HANDS IN IT NICKLE/
RUSHING HARDER THAN HAMMER AND SICKLE/
WHILE I DRAW OUT THE LINE LIKE A STENCIL/ 
AND MY BARS JUST HIT LIKE MISSLE,
PICK A COFFIN MAKE SURE THAT IT FIT YOU/
AINT NO STOPPING THE RAP GAME SKITZO/
AND THE .38 SPECIAL DONT TICKLE/

Fukkit - Sic ft. Sabino (Prod. Fluss Vlone)

lyrics:

LIKE A TIGHT PUSSY MAD THAT I CAME QUICK AND IT  WAS A SQUEEZE CAUSE MY FAT DICK DONT FIT/
I LET THE WALLS BUST THROUGH WHILE IT SOAK DRIP BY DRIP AND KEEP A 38 UP ON THE HIP, PIMPS AND THUGS I SEND LOVE CLIQUES WITH GUNS/
PISTOLS, SLUGS, AND SELL DRUGS, SIT WITH NONE/ 
WE GOT, LOTS OF TIME, AND SHIT WE COULD/
WE MIGHT AS WELL SO LETS BE GONE/

POVERTY RAMPANT/
SLUMS NOT ABANDONED/
WAGE WAR/
POLITICIANS COME AND DEMAND IT/ 
FEEL SOIL/
EYES DIRTY FROM SLEEPING IN MUD/ 
I SPEAK CRUD MAN I LIVE IN IT DONT BUDGE/
BREAK AND CRUMBLE I DONT/
WE LIVE HARD/ 
I FEEL NOTHING BUT HARD TIMES THATS JUST LIFE/
STICK IT AND MOVE/
I GOTTA GET WIT THE GROOVE/

ONLY ONE RULE IN THE JUNGLE THATS NO RULES/ 
YOU RUNNING OUT OF BREATH IN THE RUN OF A COLD JUNE/
SLEEPING WITH PARANOIA/
FUCKING YOU SO GOOD IT KEEP COMING BACK FOR A SECOND/
ONE TIME/
I HAD TO DUCK FROM SHOTS DURING BREAKFAST/
THIS ONE TIME/
A GROUP OF NIGGAS SNATCHED ON MY NECKLACE/ 
I HAD TO JUMP OUT THE WHIP WIT A TOOL LIKE MECHANICS/
ALMOST MADE THE DAILY NEWS JUST MADE IT HOME BEFORE 7/ 
HEARD THAT THEY BEEN ROBBING ON THE LOCAL SEVEN ELEVEN/ 
PRAY THEY NEVER HIT THE CORNER BLOCK WHERE MY COUSIN LIVING/
DRIVING DOWN THE BLOCK THERES MORE DANGER THAN SPEED LIMITS AND CROSS WALKS WHEN YOU CROSS THE ROCKS MEN WILL TURN INTO ARMED GUARDS/
PROTECTIN THE TURF, 
BERETTAS ALERT,
THEY POP A PUSSY JUST FOR PRESSING HIS SHIRT/ 
IF YOU WANNA TALK TO ME/
YOU NEED FULL PERMISSION DISCLOSURE NO CLOSURE, THEY DYING LIKE SOME DOGS ON THE SOFA/ 
I NEEDA SAY IT ONCE,
LOVE TO TELL YOU I TOLD YA/
YOU PUSSY NIGGAS NEVER MAKE IT OUT WHEN ITS OVER/
I FEEL CLOSED BUT CLOSER LOOKED LIFE OVER/
YOU FEEL CHOSEN HOPE SO BE MY SOLDIER/
GIVE LIFE WATCH OVER SLEEP THAT COMA/
AND THEN DIE RECEIPTS FOR ME, MY COMMA/
I LOVE THAT TO SPEND I CLAIM MY CHECKS/
YOU LOVE DEATH I GUESS AND PAY MY RENT/
WE RAISE TAXES SHIT WELL SUCK MY DICK/
I FUCK POOR FOR BREAKFAST THATS MY SITCH/
I LOVE FRANKLIN, GRANT, AND WASHINGTON/ 
YOU DONT KNOW MY THING I DONT KNOW THEM/

I FUCK YOU FUCK THEM FUCK ALL THIS HERE/
I REALLY WANNA KNOW HOW SHIT GON’ END THIS YEAR/ 
I SPEND MORE IN DEBT I TAKE YOURS QUICK/
WHO WOULDA THOUGHT AMERICA WOULD END LIKE THIS?/

Fukkit - Cold June (Prod. Disvstxr)

lyrics:

NEW FANBASE REALLY LIKE HOW I FLOW SHIT 
OLD FANBASE WANT ME BACK ON THAT OLD SHIT 
SAY WHAT YOU WANT BUT YOU DONT REALLY KNOW SHIT
GIVE HER THAT MAGIC STICK SIPPIN MY POTION
IM ON HER SKIN LIKE A MOFUCKIN LOTION
BITCH PUSSY WET SO I SWIM IN THE OCEAN

YOU KNOW WHERE IM AT,
YOU KNOW WHERE I BE,
IM GETTIN THE JACK,
THE POT LIKE CHEESE,
WE ROCK ALL BLACK,
THEM SB SNEAKS,
THE LIMITED PACK,
 OFF-WHITE FLEECE,
AND LIMIT ALL CHAT,
WE NOT NO GEEKS,
IM BLOWIN ON PACK, 
AND NOT NOW PLEASE,
YOU KNOW YALL FLAT,
AND DONT GOT KEYS,
THE BOY GOT DRIVE,
THIS BITCH ON E/

WHERE YOU AT LAST WEEK,
TRYNNA BE LIKE ME, 
WHY YOU ACT LIKE ME,
BUT YOU NOT LIKE ME,
AND MY CHAIN ON PEE, 
TRYNNA BE LOWKEY,
RUN A TRAIN ON YO BITCH,
MAKE HER ASSHOLE BLEED/
THEY AINT HIGH LIKE ME,
CANT FLY LIKE ME,
AND IM IN MIA BLOWING L.A WEED/
BLEW A CHECK LAST WEEK ON SOME DEATHWORLD TEES/
KNOW YO ASS GO BROKE LIVIN LIFE LIKE ME/ 

TRIPLE X WITH THE BITCH SO SHE COULD LOOK AT ME LOVE HOW YOUR FOLLOWING THINK THEY COULD BULLY ME DONT WANNA KILL THEM BUT SOMETHING KEEP PUSHING ME/
ALL YOU CRITICS JUST KEEP ON SUCKIN ME/ 
REAL LONG DICK TIL SHE CANT EVEN STOMACH ME/
FUCKIN HER ONCE OR THE BITCH IS IN LOVE WITH ME/ UBER BEEN COMING BUT SHE WANNA CUDDLE ME/ AFTER I CUM DONT YOU DARE TRY TO HUG ON ME/


FLOW HAS CHANGED,
SO ENRAGED,
DONT ENGAGE,
OR YOU,
DIE ESTRANGED
BY MY RANGE
STILL THE SAME OLD YOU/
WHILE I,
CHANGED THE GAME,
HIGHER PLANE,
HIT A STAIN ON YOU,
TOOK YA LANE,
FUCK YA NAME,
ALL THEM LAMES ON YOU/ 
IS IT SURPRISE HOW I BEEN HERE FOR SO LONG/
YA BITCH RECEIVING I TOLD HER TO GO LONG/
SHE CALLING MY DICK LIKE A CELL PHONE
VEGAN BITCH EAT ME WITH JUST MY FUR COAT ON/ 

WHY YOU STILL TRYNNA FLEX ON ME/
MADE A LIST OF THE THREATS ON ME/
AINT A THING YOU CAN CHECK ON ME/
MIGHT AS WELL BLEED TO DEATH ON ME/ 
I DONT FUCK WITCHU S O Bs
BOUT MY BIDNESS LIKE LLCs,
ALL MY NUMBERS IS JUST OP,
ALL YA NUMBERS IS RNG,
ON MY DICK THEN COME FOLLOW ME,
YOU WOULD THINK THERES A LOT ON ME,
AND YOU RIGHT IMMA BALL ON ME/ 
A&R’s TRYNNA CALL ON ME/

Fukkit - Darts (Prod. Fluss Vlone)

lyrics:

SMOKING ON PURPLE LIKE LVL 3 ARMOR
YOU COULD KEEP THE ACT I DONT CARE FOR THE DRAMA TAKE HITS TO THE HEAD ON SOME BLUNT FORCE TRAUMA/ 
DISSING ME SEND THAT SHIT BACK PRONTO/
I GET IN HER THROAT LIKE IM CHECKING HER TONSIL
JUST DIGGING THE BONE LIKE A MOFUCKING FOSSIL/
COUNTER THE STRIKE IN COMBAT WITH MY HOSTILE/
GOT MORE BARS THAN A CASE WITH A LAWSUIT/
THINK IM THEY FATHER BUT THAT SHIT IS AWFUL/ THERES JUST NO EXPLANATION THATS PLAUSIBLE/ 
NIGGAS STILL WISH FOR THE GREEN LIKE COSMO/
WANT THE SMOKE TIL ITS HARSH LIKE FRONTO/ 
VIEW LOOKING GOOD FROM THIS SKY RISE CONDO/ 
AND I PLAY THE RAP GAME LIKE CONSOLES/ 

IM SO HIGH, I DONT KNOW WHERE THE TIME GOES,
IM SO FLY, I DONT CARE IF YOU LIE LOW,
IM SO FINE, I COULD FUCK ALL YOUR SIDE HOES/
THATS SOME SHIT YOU COULD SEE WITH YOUR EYES CLOSED/ 

HOLD UP,
WAIT/
IM FLEXIN BIG CHILLIN JUST COUNTING MY SKRILLA
NO DOUBT THAT IM KILLING YOU TALK ABOUT MUSIC WHILE STILL BUMPING SKRILLEX JUST STICK TO THE SHIT YOU MAKE UP AND CONCEAL IT/
I FEEL IT/
NO NOT REALLY NIGGA IM TOO UNFAMILIAR WITH WHO YOU CALL FAMILY I DONT SEE IT SADLY IM UPPING THE ANTE, 
THERE GO YOU LIL PUSSIES TRYNA RIDE UP MY ALLEY/ 
WHY YOU WANT HOW I SOUND SO BADLY/
PROBABLY CAUSE ALL YOUR SHIT SOUND BADLY/ 
WHY YOUR BITCH STEADY SOUND SO MANLY/
SIDE EFFECT OF THE BITCH SHE MARRIED/ 
TWO TWINS, AND THEY WEIGH BUT I CARRY/
TWO TIPS ON THE BLADE BUT I PARRY/
ALL MY ENEMIES STAY WHERE THEY BURIED/
ONLY PLACE THAT THEY SAFE WHILE IM STANDING/ 

PATH FINDING, NEED A ZIP HERE
STRAIGHT LINING, IS IT STILL CLEAR?
PING IT ILL FIND IT, BITCH ITS RIGHT THERE
DOUBLE TIMING SMOKE OUT THEN IM RIGHT HERE/ 
BUZZ QUICK BUT IT LAST LIKE LIGHTYEARS,
WHEN THE FUCK DID I SAY THAT WE FIGHT FAIR? 
BITCH I TOLD YOU ITS LOOKING LIKE MY YEAR/
IF YOU WANT IT THEN GET IT IM RIGHT HERE/

Fukkit - Pathfinder (Prod. BLKSMIITH)

lyrics:


YOU WAS TRYNNA KNOCK ME OFF MY WAVE BUT I BEEN SURFIN BITCH/
SHE SAY IM COLD BLOODED CAUSE MY DICK LOOK LIKE A SERPENT BIH/ 
I HAD TO GO MY WAY CAUSE THERE’S SERPENTS IN THESE CIRCLES KID/ 
NIGGAS WANT MY PROMO, WANT MY NAME BUT THEY CANT HAVE IT BACK/ 
YOU CAN HAVE THAT FRIENDLY SHIT YOU SOLD NOW GO HEAD TAKE IT BACK/
NIGGAS THINK IM SHORT FROM ALL THESE ANGLES THAT IM SHOOTIN AT/ 
CLIP THE PHOTO TO THE MAGAZINE INSIDE THE DUFFEL BAG/ 
I MADE 30 THEN MADE 30,000 JUST FOR DOING THAT/ 
YOU WOULD NEVER UNDERSTAND,
THE VERY PERSON THAT I AM,
YOU CANT BE YOU WITHOUT THEM XANS,
I CANT BE ME WITHOUT THIS TRASH/ 
INDUSTRY IS ALL ASS/ 
NIGGAS WANT MY AUTOGRAPH/ 
HOW SHOULD I RESPOND TO THAT/
NIGGA BRING THE PEN AND PAD/ 
I DONT GOT TIME TO SIT AND CHAT/
150 ON MY DASH/
HOPEFULLY I FUCKING CRASH/
EMPTY OUT MY THOUGHTS ALL ON THE WINDOW OF A TINTED JAG/ 
ROLL ONE UP AND TAKE A DRAG/ 
OUT IN HELL I CATCH A CAB/
ON THE WAY HOME BRINGING SNACKS/
ALL THESE BITCH ASS RAPPERS STILL IN TRAINING WHILE IM ON TRACK/ 
YOU CANNOT RESIST OR TRY DISMISS ALL THAT I BROUGHT BACK/ 
FROM THE PLACE YOU NEVER BEEN,
DOING EVERYTHING YOU DIDNT/ 
MONEY GROWING TALLER PATIENCE SHORTER LIKE A FUCKING MIDGET/
YOU STILL SMOKING ON MIDGET/
I GOT ANGER PROBLEMS BUT I STALL’EM TIL THE SHOW AND PISS IT/
FUCKING ON A BLOND BRIDGETTE,
POPPING SO MUCH PILLS AND I FORGOT WHERE I LEFT THE PRESCRIPTION/ 
THEY COULD TALK A LOT BUT THATS JUST CAUSE THEY DONT KNOW HOW TO LISTEN/ 
I PUT ALL MY PROBLEMS ON A PAPER THEN THEY GET SUBMITTED/
BITCH YOU WANNA TALK ABOUT MY PAPER LIKE ITS GRADED GET IT/
WHEN ITS TIME TO EAT I TREAT THE BEAT JUST LIKE SOME GOURMET DISHES/ 
IM THE GREATEST RAPPER THATS NO CAP SO CHECK YOUR FUCKING FITTED/

Fukkit - Serpents (Prod. DiRT)

lyrics:

SETTLE DOWN CAUSE YOU CANT REALLY ROCK WITH ME SOCAL WAVES IN THE VO-CAL HARMONIES HEARKEN ME/
JUST DONT BOTHER ME/
IM ON THE LINE ALL THE TIME WHY YOU CALL FOR ME?
I TOLD THE BITCH CALM DOWN DONT FALL FOR ME/
CAUSE THEN YOU FALL WITH ME/ 
HONESTLY, NOT WHAT YOU WANT SO BE CAUTIOUS 
AND JUST DONT BOTHER ME/ 

MY FLOW RIVER BENT WASH MY HANDS IN THE WET BANK/ 
I CARVED OUT THE STEPS THAT I CLIMBED TO MY ESTATE/ 
ITS SUPERHUMAN STRENGTH HOW IM PUSHING IMMENSE WEIGHT/
AND REFURBISHED MY ARMOR JUST TO POKE OUT MY CHEST PLATE/ 
THEY SAY HE GOT SOME PROBLEMS FROM SOME PEOPLE WHO GOT NONE/ 
I REALLY WANNA MEET THEM MOTHERFUCKERS WITHOUT ONE/ 
STORY OF MY LIFE I WAS OBSESSED WITH THE OUTCOME/ 
BUT NEVER UNDERSTOOD WHAT LIVING LIFE WAS ABOUT THOUGH/
I DUG UNTIL MY LIMBS GAVE OUT/
THE SUN SET I FED TEARS TO THE ROOTS IN THE GROUND/ 
BLOOD COVERED SHOVEL WITH THE FULL MOON BACKGROUND/ 
THEY COULDNT UNDERSTAND A THING I SAID BEFORE TIL NOW/ 
HOW’D I MITIGATE ALL MY FEAR UNTIL THE SHIT DRAINED OUT? 
ALL THE LITTLE THINGS I WOULD HEAR THAT PAINT THE BIG PICTURE NOW/ 
WHEN I GOT IN FRONT OF A MIRROR IT REFLECTED MY DOUBT/ 
AND I HAD TO LOOK AT IT CLEARER JUST TO SEE IF I’D SMILE/ 
TURNED OVER A NEW LEAF/
SMOKED IT DOWN I BLEW ASH ON THE NEW SEATS/
BLUNTS IN ROUNDS/ 
WE BLEW GAS BY THE QP/
POUND FOR POUND,
NEVER NO WONDER BOUT WHO’s ME?
THEY KNOW ME AROUND NOW/
THE CHAMPION SOUND/
I DEFEATED THE WHO’s HE?/
I LEFT WIT THE CROWN/
UNDEFEATED AND UNBRUISED/
THEY SHUNNED ME IN CROWDS/ 
UNBELIEVABLY UNAMUSED BUT NOT LET DOWN/
UNDERSTAND EVERYTHING I DID MAKE ME PROUD/
NOW!
PIPE DOWN!

Fukkit - Lights Out (Prod. Disvstxr)

lyrics:

HOLD ON ONE MORE TIME REPEAT THAT SHIT LIKE WHAT YOU SAID?
MAKING CHEESE AND GOING HAM A NIGGA GETTING BREAD/ 
HOW HE STILL SO SKINNY WHEN YOU KNOW IM GETTING FED/ 
BITCHES ALL UP ON ME AND THEY HUMPING ON MY LEG/
THIS SHIT IS JUST BUSINESS WHAT ABOUT MAN YOU A FED/ 
MIND YOUR OWN LIL BUSINESS YOU DONT GOT NONE? OH I FEEL/ 
I DONT LIKE HER THAT MUCH TOLD THE BITCH JUST GIMME HEAD/ 
AINT NO W.E ITS NO YOU AND ME DONT GET UPSET/

PULLING UP THEN PUSHING OFF WE EMPTY OUT THE BOULEVARD IM HITTING EVERYONE INVOLVED AND DROPPING BODIES IN THE CAR I LET THE BULLET DO THE TALK THEN PARAMEDIC DO THE WALK THEY SEND YOUR BODY SOMEWHERE FAR I LOVE TO SEE THEM DEAD AND GONE/ 

YA MY CHAIN FLAUNT/
YA MY SAME SONG/
YA MY PAIN DARK/
YOU AINT CAME FAR/
YOU AINT SAYING NONE/
AND BITCH I SAY WASSUP I BLOW A BLUNT UP IN THE CUT I TOLD THEM NIGGAS WHATCHU ON?/ 

PROPHETIC,
MY LINES PROPHETIC,
WATCH ME FLEX LIKE CALISTHENICS/
IM MOVING WHILE YOU STANDING AT YO CHEST JUST LIKE A PENDANT/
IM UP IT WHILE YOU STANDARD I SUGGEST YOU MIND YOUR MANNERS, OR END UP NO APPENDAGE/ IM TOO FOCUSED WHILE YOU FAMISHED SAVE YOURSELF OR GET EMBARRASSED/ 
I DO MORE THAN MICRO-MANAGE I MAKE BARS GO HAND AND HANDING
ME THE TITLE WASNT GRANTED HAD TO STEAL IT LIKE A BANDIT/
IM IN THIS BITCH AND NOW YOU UNDERSTAND IT/

Fukkit - Repeat (Prod. DiRT)

lyrics:

TREAT THIS SHIT LIKE A GAME GET ON MY LEVEL/
HIGH AS FUCK WHILE YOU DOWN WE DO NOT SETTLE/ 
WATCH ME COOK UP THE BARS LIKE ITS HOT METAL/
AND IM COLD YOU COULD TELL IM A COOL FELLOW/ 
DONT FORGET WHO GO UP LIKE A PULL LEVER/ 
MAKE YA BITCH GIMME BRAIN AND SHE SO CLEVER/
AND I KNOCK WIT THE BASS WHILE YOU SO TREBLE/
EAT MY DICK YOU DISGRACE HOPE ITS ALL SETTLED/ 
IN THE CHAIN OF COMMAND AND I STILL PETTLE/ 
IM A STONE AND YOU MORE LIKE A SMALL PEBBLE/ 
AND I LOVE HOW YOU MAD LIKE A SMALL FELLOW/
AND YOU GOING OUT BAD THATS ON ALL LEVELS/ 
AND I KEEP IT 100 I COULD KEEP IT GOING AND GET IN BETWEEN LIKE A MARSHMALLOW/ 
WHEN I LEAVE ITS A DROP LIKE FALL SCHEDULE/ 
WHILE I STILL MAKE IT POP LIKE A HOT KETTLE/

WHERE THEY AT,
I COME TO ATTACK,
I GET’EM ON WAX,
ITS MURDER ON TRACKS,
KNOW-IT-ALL FACTS,
NEVER NO PASS,
SMOKING ON PACKS,
AND WE ON FAST/
GIMME THAT,
UNOPENED UP PACK,
WE FILL IT WITH RACKS,
I GET IN MY BAG,
KEEP GETTING YOU BACK,
THAT QUARTERBACK SACK,
I FEEL EM OUT STAT,
IM PEELING OUT PAST/ 


AND IM STILL WIT THAT MALLET TO BASH/
IM SO FLY I JUST MIGHT HAVE TO CRASH/
IM THE SHIT LIKE YOU WIPING YA ASS/
AND IM SMOKING ON WEED LIKE GRASS/
WE DONT TOKE ON THE WEED OUT GLASS/
STOP SIPPING THE LEAN SO FAST/ 
I DONT NEED WHAT YOU NEED SO BAD/
PED’s FOR THE RAP GAME TRASH/ 

AND IM BACK WIT A MOFUCKIN ANTHEM/
BLACK BAGGING THIS SHIT LIKE RANSOM/
AND THESE RAPPERS POP UP AT RANDOM/
THEN YOU TURN TO THE FULL BLOWN FANDOM/ 
AND YOU EAT UP THAT SHIT LIKE CANDY/
AND I PROMISE YOU NIGGAS IS CANCER/ 
WITH A GRIP ON THE COLD OF MY HANDGUN/ 
WHILE I KEEP IT ON LOCK LIKE A PASSWORD/


THOUGHT I STOPPED BUT IM NOT EVEN CLOSE,
SO YOU MIGHT AS WELL JOT DOWN NOTES,
CAUSE IM TEACHING YOU NIGGAS THE ROPES,
WHILE IM TUNING TECHNIQUE LIKE A COACH,
I WONT DIE LIKE A GOD DAMN ROACH,
IM SO DIRTY BUT SLICK LIKE SOAP,
I JUST KEEP ON MY GRIP TIGHT THROAT,
THEN YOU DIE WHEN I CLINCH MY CHOKE/ 


UH UH UH UH 
YA YA YA YA

FULL BLOWN MENACE, 
MY FLOW CHANGE UP/ 
YOURS DONT, I DONT CARE HOW YOU STAY GANGED UP/
CUT THROAT, THATS THE WAY I WAS RAISED THANK GOD,
FULL CULT, THATS THE FANBASE I GAINED ON THE GO/
IM THE GOAT/ 
YOU CANNOT UNDERSTAND WHAT I WROTE, ON GOD/ 
I DONT WANNA TALK LIKE YALL SIT FAR/
I CAME ALONE WHILE YOU STILL IN THE CAR/
SPENT TWO RACKS ON A NEW COMPUTER/
JUST TO MAKE SURE YOUR NOT ON PAR/
I SPENT THE DAY SHITFACED AT THE BAR/ 
YOU CANNOT FACE ME OR FACE GOD/
EITHER WAY, FACE ME, YOU’LL FACE ONE/
OPEN UP PHASE TWO, DONE PHASE ONE/ 
OPEN UP ONCE MORE AND JUST BE DONE/ 
I COULD JUST RIP YOU IT’D BE REAL FUN/

Fukkit - Really (Prod. BLKSMIITH)

lyrics:

THEY PLAYING SNAKE WET THE TURF LIKE PAINTBALLS/
YALL COULD REALLY GET CUT, CAUSE THE FLOW LIKE CHAINSAWS/
DROPPING HOT LIKE NAPALM/
AND THESE INDUSTRY PLANTS GET IN QUICK BUT DONT STAY LONG/
MEANWHILE, 
GOT THE UNDERGROUND LIKE WHERE HE CAME FROM?
WHY AINT NOBODY SAY SOME?

RAP POLITICS AND ITS ALL JUST BUSINESS,
COULD SUCK MY DICK IF YOU THINK SOMETHING DIFFERENT,
I FUCKED YO BITCH BUT AINT SAY THAT I HID IT,
IM GETTING TOO HIGH TO BRING YOU ON THIS MISSION/
BODY SHIELD FIT CAUSE THE SOUNDS BY SMITHY,
KEPT IT A 100 WHILE MAKING TWOFIFTY,
ITS DJ FUCK COCK YALL JUST ENVY,
TOO MANY DEATHS TO SHOW ALL YALL PITY/
BEAT GONE SOFT TIL THE BLUE PILL HITTING/
MOMENT I RAP THEN ITS HAND-OUT RIBBONS
GAVE SO MANY HAND-OUTS THAT YALL BITTEN/
STUCK WITH LEFTOVERS IT MUST BE DELICIOUS/ 
I GOT ME A HOE, SHE CAME WIT A THROAT,
IM GETTING THIS BREAD THEY AINT GOT THEM A LOAF,
KEEP RIPPING OFF HEADS IF ITS FRIENDS OR A FOE/
I DONT KNOW WHO TO TRUST SO MY HAND ON MY POLE/
SHE STRIP ON THE LOW?
KEEP TELLING ME SECRETS YOU WANT ME TO KNOW/
I THINK THERES A LOT OF YOU ACTING FOR SHOW/
THESE RAP NIGGAS LOVE TO TELL TALES BOUT THE STORIES THEY MAKE UP AT HOME/
MY WHOLE LIFE ON THE GO,
THEY AINT KNOW WHAT I KNOW,
GOT THE KEYS IN THE BAG I JUST NEED ME THE DOOR,
GOT MY FOOT IN THE GAME,
AND MY DICK IN HER SLOW,
KEEP ON CHECKING ON ME LIKE THE MICROWAVE THOUGH/

2014 I WAS WORKIN ON LYRICS/
5 YEARS LATER IM PUSHING OUT MILLIONS/
NO PRO SKATER JUST GRINDING KEPT KICKING A TIME BOMB WAITING TO BLOW KEEPS TICKING/
I DID THE ART NOW ITS TIME FOR THE RICHES/
I DONT FEEL BAD THAT I BURNED DOWN BRIDGES/
HEAR ME JUST FINE THIS IS ALL MY CONNECTION/
END OF THIS YEAR I MIGHT COP ME A NECKLACE/ 

RAP POLITICS AND ITS ALL JUST BUSINESS,
COULD SUCK MY DICK IF YOU THINK SOMETHING DIFFERENT,
I FUCKED YO BITCH BUT AINT SAY THAT I HID IT,
IM GETTING TOO HIGH TO BRING YOU ON THIS MISSION/
BODY SHIELD FIT CAUSE THE SOUNDS BY SMITHY,
KEPT IT A 100 WHILE MAKING TWOFIFTY,
ITS DJ FUCK COCK YALL JUST ENVY,
TOO MANY DEATHS TO SHOW ALL YALL PITY/

Fukkit

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