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IDFK PROD BIG LAX+ROCK ROSE

flacid penis

Cover art by @luc1lly <3

Lyrics : 
What the fuck is up ?
You know Chan never gonna flop

My lil queer I know you're bouncing, dancing
To that boogey bop

Me boogey woman
I stroll in the night
and frightened boys clubs

Eating so many of you
I might end up a baddy chub

MAKE IT STOP
WHAT THAT BOY BE SCREAMING
WHILE I SUCK HIS GUTS

Fucking muts
Always in a rut
Looking for the butts

Slicing cuts
Making bloody nuts
Looking at it juts

I know they all wanna blow me
when they calling me a slut
ouais

Now
Shush, shush
Like they Bjork, it's all quiet
They be smiling, but nothing happens
Like they Joe Biden

Oh you all want it so bad ?
I'm boutta play deadly tag
But I say  F those mf
want me to die

THEY WANT ME TO DIE
ALL MY LIFE BEEN A CRYBABY
NOW I KEEP BURNING THOSE MENS
LIKE THE FEST, HOMIE
HE DROPPING ASS
AND ASKING FOR A FEAT WITH ME
BITCH, I DON'T CARE BOUT YOUR STREAMS
WHERE'S YOUR DIGNITY ?

BOOGEY.WOMAN (free download)

The only way I can describe this track is... "Bloopin"

Bloopin

ODDWIN - COACH PURSE (louis Trunk) (BEAR HALEY FOR jus hav fun vol 2 contest)

@oddwin jhf2 remix contest...i had to actually try

first part inspired by goat @tensaibeats

on the way (jus hav fun vol 2 remix contest) (at least top 22)

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Whole Lotta DnB

Whole Lotta DnB 5.0+1.0 (You Can [Not] Beat The Odds)

(Lime King, shuh)
Epstein, I be flying private jet streams
So many bitches I live other people’s wet dream
Rapping bout shooting arms, that boy just a ket fiend
Off with his head shit I’m feeling like the Red Queen
Lawnmower we cutting up some fresh green
We be moving through the squares like a chess team
Life is a movie so we move on to the next scene
I feel like the beat cause I haven’t got the clap yet
Dick in her mouth but I’m fucking with her accent
I can’t keep it straight with a bitch I need her back bent
If he talking shit it's the return of the mac 10
Oscar nominee but these bitches steady acting
Baby momma might be into cars how she jacking
Looks like you protect the queen, that’s how much you're capping
Say you got a gat, shit, where the fuck your gat then? 
Say you in the cut, how the fuck you still wack then

I be drowning in the pussy and the hundreds 
I get pink and the blue like a gender reveal
Caught him at a restaurant, he never ended his meal
It be Amazon Prime how we sending him steal
Steady winning aint no bronze on me
This a semi-automatic, bullets on repeat
She be hard-headed she aint giving top softly
When she sucking she be sounding like a COD zombie
(Sound weird fucking noise) on my dick
The streets get sticky so the stick on my hip
Rappers alligators how they biting my shit
Last boy to fuck with me ended in a Vice Grip, in two ways
Take his top off like a toupee
I made his yearly salary in two days
Shiny ass belt I feel like Bruce Wayne
We blowing up his block until that shit looking like Ukraine
The best day that boy has ever had is my Tuesday

Oozewin [Oddwin Rap Contest 2024]

notprop - back (Oddwin Rap Contest 2024)

Lyrics:
Which way
Which way do I go
I don’t know man
God forgot to show me the floor plan
Up or down
Left or right
No I can’t roll a dice
I’ll decide it by flipping the six sided facets of me
One is addicted to hiding
The other is itching for violence
Third one in a mask
The last tied up and sitting in silence
And as the first three argue
Know the last is the real one
But far too often he feels nothing

Mission slipping out my mind
I need to do a little growing up
Gotta incubate
Jeopardizing my life
Been sleeping on the interstate
Desperately wishing I survive
But I’m constantly betrayed 
By an evil voice inside of me
Keep it locked away
I can’t handle the dichotomy

You might’ve noticed
I left out two sides of me
(Huh)
I didn’t mention the fragments that see the black and the white
(Oh)
They’re both dead in their graves
Now I only see grey
(Damn)
The other colors are faded
But it’s keeping me sane 
I kept their bones as a keepsake
Tryna protect the kingdom of my heart
Like I’m Sora with the keyblade
It’s kind of funny how my life goes on
Despite the fact that a part of me wants me gone
Aye
Aye
20 this year
In February I’ll be 21
The depression got me forgetting when life stopped being fun
Stuck at the slowest of paces
My knees quake and it hurts
To escape the lowest of places now
I’ll be taking the first of a hundred some steps like a centipede
No surrendering
Even at the threat of death
Out of breath from tryna flee all this sinister energy
Telling me that unlike the beat
I get no serenity
Bitch

Thanks for listening :)

Fragments - Oddwin Rap Contest 2024

"THIS IS A RAP CONTEST WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU SINGING?" I have no expectation of winning, I just wanted to try something different and share it.

Lyrics:
Yeah
What do you see in me whenever I come around?
You love to text when I’m in your town 
And you still call whenever I’m out 
What do you see in me when we going separate ways?
Know we just talked, but it was a phase
I know just what you want
From me, for free
So please... 
Decide, on who, you need
Is it, your guy, or me?
Fuck it I guess it’s “we”

PHASE | ODDWIN RAP CONTEST 2024

Verse: 

My 5 stars got more bodies than on resident evil,
Soaring over all my haters like my name Knievel,
If brodie snipe me on this joint, ima need a redo 
Im from a city where if its up then its up there... 

Since when did politics become law in these streets?
If they got guns and we got guns, where do we meet?
Make these niggas scared to come outside like mo3 
Make they bitch hit them high notes like "Do-Re-Mi"
Slapping and clapping her ass like thunder, no OKC 
That simple style is mine fr dont let me show receipts,
Im tired of being humble...
All my niggas carry big cases like an ensemble,
And we aint talkin goldberg when we ready to rumble,
I grab a stick, gang grab a stick, they like loso loaded,
My style be way too potent,
I'm feeling omnipotent,
If you the shit and you respected, why yo bitch walkin round wit no clothes on? 
Manny Fresh wit da smoke, we get our roll on...
I mastered pushin all this P, bitch im so bout it bout it...
This bitch keep bouncing on my lap, say she like to mount it,

As a rapper I can tell yall that yall status do not mean much,
Ain't enough money in this world can make me change up,
I upgrade for the better,
Michigan raised, so yall know that we just better made...
I like my bitches wit they hair done and edges laid,
I do what it takes to get this money in multiple ways,
Making all these solo plays, aint ask a soul for anything...
Call me wiz, cause any joint im on you know its gettin blazed,
That corny shit you do for views, ain't getting motion round this way,
I got 2,4,6,8 bitches tryna pick an choose,
Niggas still beefin over thots, thats a lose lose
niggas still aint doin nothing, indeeds a useful tool,
Every bar is debonair I hope you niggas follow suit.

Back to minding my business!

Better Made! "Oddwin Rap Contest 2024"

on folks

LYRICS:

Jeff: 
scammed a nigga for some jerry curl i look like Ice Cube
i got glass on my wrist, lil boy, this ain't ice fool
got a bad back nigga swear to god i can't fight you

talkin' bout some SHEIN carts she better look on temu
if you my potna and we goin broke i might just have to eat you
every single day another lesson i can teach you
we can spin the block right now or i can call Vader to get you

V4der:
Slappin' on her will so I call her Chris Rock
That nigga is a dickhead so I call him Chris Cock
Posted on the block steady servin that slop
If the police askin' questions then I do not know Jack

Jeff:
Nigga talkin tough we get a young nigga to cancel him
Docs drop same night nigga we gone cancel him
Glocks drop no fight nigga we gone dance on him
I ain't put a pause on that he already thought the shit was sweet

V4der:
Hunned thousand on the chain now she want to see my meat
Bitch I'm rollin' with some prostitutes can't fuck the gang for free
V4der ridin' with a stick, you can't take my chain for free
ratted out my mans now I'm counting Chuck E. Cheese

Money on me, can't fuck with a hater
She wanna see the Rusteze like I'm Mater
Imma shoot my shot, hit that nigga wit a fader
trappin' out the house, Sith Lord Darth Vader

Jeff: 
scammed a nigga for some jerry curl i look like Ice Cube
i got glass on my wrist, lil boy, this ain't ice fool
got a bad back homie swear to god i can't fight you

talkin' bout some SHEIN carts she better look on temu
if you my homie and we goin broke i might just have to eat you
every single day another lesson i can teach you
we can spin the block right now or i can call Vader to get you

Jerry Curl (Oddwin Rap Contest 2024)

(The youtube version is better -> https://youtu.be/Mp0yLQ4KXVo )
Lyrics:
When you hear that 
FIVE 
Just know it’s me 
I’m getting Do/dough on the lowest key 
A lot more to make but 
I see signs with this paper 
I feel like a notary 
Imperative that I flex 
All my shit on here 
A different tier 
I failed every Captcha test 
I don’t click with squares
It’s apparent
Could say I knew that we the best but 
It's cliche everybody feel they next up 
And they lie all the time (all the time )
On they drive (on they drive)
Do em foul/file like a PDF huh
Talk wild and my niggas press sumn 
Boys make the K Pop BTS huh 
Idk about shoot for me....
but my niggas route for me like a GPS huh
The Lieutenant captain 
Fuck a plan, get active  
I’m The man in action
Okayyy
What you say never happens
It’s Inspector gadget 
They propel the cappin 
Okayyy
That shit a fluke 
Skrting the coupe
I try not to speak 
If I can’t make the move
Cut all ya’ll off 
I ain’t talking to you 
I mute all ya dogs 
When I take off the roof 
Gunning for first place 
No Not the #2 
But fuck it
If that’s what it’s coming to 
Feel like a compass
I’m left with a W 
Faith in myself 
I won’t ever lose 
Wait, Hold up 
My team are people
Who gon Show out 
When we show up 
We tryna be the 
Minesweeper
Clique doing numbers till we blow up
brother

MINESWEEPER (ODDWIN RAP CONTEST 2024)

(only cuz y’all wanted me to)

(oh shit, a ghost!)
(ayo howard!)
cryptic cynicism right on my hip
“put the zip to my lip” why don’t you stick it, bitch
leave him greyed out, he got one option
tossed him, put him to the flash, he’s forgotten
got em, now we lost him 
what it cost him? nada
shoulda told him that you my son, you not a Father
like a motion picture, you up just like a flyer
still depressed man and i’m tired

ay, fuck if i’m tired
me and my niggas, we posted outside 
professional i move, i’m tied
michael jackson like i’m smooth, i’m glidin’
disrespectful and i’m rude, wintertime
like an owl saying “who” wide-eyed
who the fuck do i look at who to confide?
me myself and i, the big three, ah
get a victory, now they wish me, go die
all the while they said 
(are you outta your head?)
got myself right outta bed
(are you outta your head?)
put the work in til’ i’m dead
(are you outta your head?)
no luck, i just invent 
(are you outta your head?)
redundant, you know the rest

niggas redundant, abundant 
as if they really mean something 
shoo all these women they buggin
right by my lonely no cuffing
unless if you talking bout fucking
otherwise, giving no fucks then
i got some demons, they haunting
charged with possession, i’m stunting, ah
i dont give a fuck, i can get a lawsuit
ima keep it tucked, i deal in absolutes
can you keep it hush, need to tell you the truth
i’m nothing quite like you 

nigga i’m better, you less than nothing, defying the physics and you are the proof

bitch i’m irregular, veteran, look at my medals, like VVS diamonds they bloom

i got the medicine, then again, i been the prophet, say hello to your doom

shit not competitive, segregate all these fuck niggas, i’m racist, i win and you lose

i win and you lose

PHASE | ODDWIN RAP CONTEST 2024

ALEWICK

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