wtx.b!uez, SmokkeThraxx & Sleezy in Beyond Based & Beautiful; their first collective EP. 
A TBHK-ABT PRODUCTION.

Beyond Based & Beautiful

lyrics: must be my past life
filled wit pain an strife
words thrown must be lies
i jus hide in sight

yo “main” is a joke
she say that you broke
i don't think she know
you pop xans i don't

You rollin wit no stick
No need to protect shit
got a couple bricks
Of cash i don't sniff

Smokin till im stoned
You in traps im home
aint no fuckn flex
You gon end up dead

I don't care im next
Watch me get this bread
I flex an i finesse
If im drake you X

must be my past life
There's lows and there are highs
Fight everyday in spite
No longer want to die

pastlife

lyrics: controversially commercial 
needs me in my journal, page’s bleeding, pain is seeping, ultimatum, see them leaving, i don't give a fuck yo weeping, fuck yo sleeping, pistol popn thru the ceiling, momma cryin i don't see it, all yall dyin while im bleedin

fuck you hating faggots imma kyke huh?
walk thru the concrete late an I’m a fuck you with a knife bruh
pray to God but wont think twice to take yo life, cut 
thru yo fuckn neck till i feel the dice slice (uh)

skinny as fuck but my blunt outta shape
wish you were the same but yo pockets underweight 
he said he want bars but xannies mainly fake
goofy jesus praise,
fake hard, aint you saved?

fuck you hating faggots imma kyke huh?
walk thru the concrete late an I’m a fuck you with a knife bruh
pray to God but wont think twice to take yo life, cut 
thru yo fuckn neck till i feel the dice slice (uh)

kyke

lyrics: fuck rehab 
its a waste of time
when i get out 
imma sniff another line
fuck rehab
xanax till i cry
bars till seize out
fenty till i die
sipn tons of stout 
tequila and a lime
percs in my mouth
spilln out when i rhyme

fuck rehab
all i really want is drugs
fuck cars and money 
fuck pussy guns and love
the only other requisite
the number to my plug
an if he doesnt answer
then i might jus show up

fuck rehab 
its a waste of time
when i get out 
imma sniff another line
fuck rehab
xanax till i cry
bars till seize out
fenty till i die
sipn tons of stout 
tequila and a lime
percs in my mouth
spilln out when i rhyme

fvckrehab

lyrics: was gonna do a kickflip
till my fuckn shoes ripped
man that is some bullshit
aim at you empty full clips

wearin Chuck Taylor
buckn all these haters
smokin on this gas pack lock us in the chambers
pop a few pills now ill pop a few later
TBHK-ABT jew darth vader
pull up in the death star, shoot him wit a lazer
pull up to the skate park, man ill see you later
pour out the wockhart, never sippd sumthn faker

was gonna do a kickflip
till my fuckn shoes ripped
man that is some bullshit
aim at you empty full clips

ChuckTaylor

lyrics: fuckn up the whip yeah we riding in the slam van
hitting on your bitch, yeah you could call me kankan
based freestyle know lil b the man dam
in yo ho dream ya she calln me the sand man
feel like acid souljah how im lacin up these dam xans
feel like tenkay but ian get banned fam
pockets overflown wit dis caine do the dope dance
buyin from the set yea you gon get a sand gram

doin hella blow feeln like christ dillenger 
pockets overflown so you know im filln percs
brick in my pants bitch im walkn wit a cylinder
she says she want bands but i dont think im feeln her
dont say ur based if you dont got a hunnid shirts
all them say “TYBG” how you know im feeln perf
while you walkn wit a bitch i jus reach right in her purse
prayin to the based G-d i know he gon answer first

say im based one time now the music my whole life
pray to based G-d he say “it gon be alright”
i jus fuck her one time now she tryna be my wife
i dont fuck wit sem lil pussy got a fukn knife 😂

based freestyle (slam van)

trust me

jumanji

lyrics: coke in my nose and im crying
i miss you if i said that i was lying
lying on floor wishing i was dying
whining im always fuckin whining 

you broke me now im high and im flying
sixteen drugs on me yea im shining
i was sixteen blood filling up my lining
sixteen hoes in my phone till im buying

buying bags of blow till she blow me
oh she said she dont want these 
nose ring cocaine nose overflowing
blood splatter covers all my white tees
why she?

told her i dont wanna facetime
cuz all she does is waste mine
nice tits no ass but her face fine 
she said she want me yea thats a lie
she said.. yea thats a lie

lied said i dont wanna die now 
leaving me you might find out
no home lying on the same couch
old phone i cant change wow 

old lies i dont know my own life
so high pills make me feel fine
cant cry pushin tears out but they wont bind
and i wont find, reasons to be alive

sixteen

lyrics: wtx.b!uez: made the ho obsessed wit D
i feel bad when she textin me 
messages in history 
i hold the app an press delete 
if you wanna be a leech
ill show you off up on a leash 
if you think yo shit dont stink
imma show you how it reeks
imma show you prophesy 
i profit off my following
can i say jus honestly 
it feels like a big part of me
cannot feel dichotomy 
so why am i so fond of the
moments of hypocrisy 
turn off my phone and go to sleep

im tired of talking imma show you this time
tired of these hoes bitch i need a dime (x3)

SmokkeThraxx: Used to count coins, now I’m countin on fate,
Broke days taught me how to stretch out a plate.
Wore the same hoodie, pockets lookin like debate—
Empty talk, but my dreams got a whole lotta weight.

Ain’t no silver spoon, just a spoon in the pot,
Whippin pain into verses, turn the trauma into stock.
Every loss a lesson, every tear  was a plot,
Now the script say “blessings” even when I go n cop

wtx.b!uez: made the ho obsessed wit D
i feel bad when she textin me 
messages in history 
i hold the app an press delete 
if you wanna be a leech
ill show you off up on a leash 
if you think yo shit dont stink
imma show you how it reeks
imma show you prophesy 
i profit off my following
can i say jus honestly 
it feels like a big part of me
cannot feel dichotomy 
so why am i so fond of the
moments of hypocrisy 
turn off my phone and go to sleep

but I can never go to sleep because you ho’s is blowing me 
all up on my phone feed talking about my flow and beats 
but ion even give a fuck cus ion even got a team
but thats what makes you not me i control my money

Press Delete

lyrics: 

wtx.b!uez: keazyy and me huffin ether 
lean or coke how bout neither
telln me i fuckin need her
she finna eat this fuckn heater
hopn fence a fukn beaner
topical a creamy fein or
pockets overflowing feats or
give my all or fukn seethe her

wallow in my sorrow im having a whinge
crying cuz im sorry i dont have me a bitch
but really if i did i would dig her a ditch
tell her shut up and be pretty and sit

TBHK-ABT, we the mooob
gripn on a k, aim for feet, im a doooon
sniffn cocaine, brain leaks, oh my goooood
we gon get paid, wont sleep til the moooorn

get paid, wont sleep till the morn
cocaine, someone call the laws
too much, blacked out where my bars
next day, keazy n me on ya lawn

keazyy: never needed no college, never needed no masters
never needed no mrs because they bitches was misses..

im a ass blaster master, certified rapper
from an age where we drank and referenced bastard
run that shit back, yea run that shit back
im a ass blaster master, certified rapper
in an age where we were getting high off percocets and plaster 
??? was my maestro becoming intimate with castro
doing so much coke my nose became a fucking crack stove 
delusion is my motto, im wacking off in waco
a moth to a flame, thats how the saying go
failure druggie dropout, decided just to rock out
heres some advice for some otherwise dikes
i hung up the phone and called them back twice

so delusional

lyrics:
SmokeThraxx: She ride me like grip tape - balance insane
Twist up the pack, I ain't talkin' propane
No scope headshot, slept on aim
brodie still stuck on the loading screen - lame
Dropped in the map with a plan and a goddess She don't ask much, just smoke and be honest Skatin' through life like the pavement is flawless She hit my blunt, said, "Damn, you lawless"
No brakes when I push, no fear in the grind Every trick land like I bend space-time She roll with a king, not some offline And I don't hear Caine — must be behind

Skate fast, blunt fat - no respawn
Game on, pants sag — she got no bra
Kill feed, love tap - I'm too calm
Tell dude fall back - he got no charm

wtx.b!uez: snortin two dollar x wit a hundred dollar bill yall be smokin crack i be crushn up sum pills i jus laced yo pack ion know whats the deal? so i take her to the back get her wet navy seal
cut so much coke bitch call me a linemen capn ass hoe how you twenty wit a hymen all my dogs real bitch ion need no hype-man and all drugs real bitch ion need no narcan
keep that shi on me like some iron on my waistband
playin d&d thats sum drank an diazepam playin with my life everytime i fucking make a plan
playin wit yo bitches titties know im using both hands

SmokkeThraxx: Slide through the smoke like a monk in a ritual, Love in my heart but my stance still critical
Pink bandana, the aura is spiritual,
Speak no hate, but my tone is political Blowin' on loud, got me thinkin' like Oracle, Floatin' off Earth, my path ain't typical
Woke up, blessed - no chain, just soul Whole life rare, I ain't never fit the mold Still ten toes with the truth when it's cold Still with the team, still young, still bold
Enemies talk, I just breathe, stay calm Based Mob chain, but I never need charms Bat by the bed, but I'm light with the palm If I gotta rise up, it's peace, then a psalm
we say "Beyond Based N Beautiful" floatin' through static, stay musical Glitch in the matrix, moves unusual Eyes half-closed, my peace is usable

Pink aura with a beam in my hand 404 tag, can't read who I am
Glide through space with a dream and a plan
Based to the bone, still don't give a dam
Roll slow, don't speak Skate pain, don't tweak Smoke loud, think low Heart broke, still go
Roll slow, no plan
Just me, no fam
Street lights, one path
No brakes, just crash
Cold nights, warm grip
Board slide, tight lip
No tears, just burn One turn, return

No Respawn

lyrics: 
wtx.b!uez: talkin to these haters
tell them see you never
that shit aint real leather
shoot you with barretas
me an thraxx we smokin 
smoking till our eyes bleed
bitches doin high knees 
throwing ass their Hiney’s 
pockets overflowing 
flowing with this money 
and a bunch of pills, pills pills up in my tummy 

SmokkeThraxx: Eyes on the prize, heart cold from the silence,
Real ones move quiet, fake ones move in mileage.
I been outside, not a word just the presence,
Made it off pain, now I live like a reverend.

Still smoke heavy, not to flex, just to feel,
Numb to the past, now the hunger too real.
Cash in the bag, morals in the safe,
I ain’t rich yet, but I’m closer every day

wtx.b!uez: yes i mind the violence, when i die move me to zion
“look at all this money” why you say it like you mind it?
laughing while you cryin, stackin money while you dyin
the bitches multipling, spendin money and they lyin

Manifesting a Bag

lyrics:
wtx.b!uez: only rolling smoking potent, hit my blunt once and you notice
feelings open overdosing, never focused on your motive
walkin past like i dont know if, feelings passed or theres still hoping
pop a pill and hope i croak then, would you care or even show it?

SmokkeThraxx: Tears fall slow.
Pain don’t show.
Heart still broke.
But I still go.

Lost my path.
Made my own.
No one called.
I stood alone.

Rain hit hard.
I stayed still.
World went cold.
I found will.

Could’ve gave up.
But I chose light.
Woke up hurt.
Still chose fight.

Built from loss.
Lived with truth.
Die one day.
But not too soon.

I’m still here, through the dark and the doubt,
Lost my way, but I figured it out.
No map, just the pain in my chest —
I keep goin’ ‘cause I know I’m blessed.

I’m still here, through the rain and the fear,
Ain’t no shame in the way that I heal.
No help, had to build from the fall —
Stand tall when I got nothin’ at all.

Stand Down

lyrics:
wtx.b!uez: bitch im tired or the bullshit
shit im higher than a falcon
bitch im flyer than your boyfriend

my pocket rocks
you pocket watch cus yo pocket lost
im a boss, no literally im a boss
i got stocks, drinks on the rocks
i still mosh me and thraxx we mosh
i feel the loss everytime im not 
making lots, making lots cant stop
stir the pot, never sit and watch
smokin lots me an thraxx smoke lots

SmokeThraxx: Yeah, gas got me floatin’ like a drone view 
Beat knock slow, feel it roll through 
Words come soft like the fog do 
Smoke talk back when I talk too.

I don’t plan, I just hum through the pain now 
Light one, let it float when I lay down 
Cloud high, I don’t care where the fame at
Make sound from the wound where the flame at.

Eyes low, but the vision like IMAX
No cap, got heat where the rhyme at
Hit record, let the moment define that
Turn hurt to a hook, can’t rewind that.

Got stems in the tray like a workspace
Got drums in my chest like a quake place
I don’t chase, I just move at the beat pace
And I speak from the soul, not a cheap place.

I was bent, now I glide on the hi-hats
I was low, now I live where the sky at

Money Shot

lyrics: (wtx.b!uez only) 
yea im stressin DEA is at the door
smith n wesson bitch im axe’n up yo hoe
caught confessin yea im lacin up yo dope
if im restin im still wearin solo pros 

bitches they crazy
my homeboys brazy
yo homeboys gay see
all on my dick
but i aint finna lay p 
got like ten cases
pop with a k see
record that shit jus like im casey

i knock off ya hat
when i pop with tha gat
fuckin with me, jus
don't make me mad
grateful for all the shit that i had
but that was the past 
so bitch get back

so i can go forward 
you stuck in the past
double cup pourin
the red aint gon’ last
im leanin you whorin
was sippin now snorin
was that the story
or cuz yo ass borin

im leanin you xannin
im tuckin you rannin
got a new bitch
in her pussy is salmon 
fuckin that shit 
until im am fannin
hit like ten licks
until i cant stand it
fuck yo main bitch
i know you cant stand me

i got a blick yea i got a whammy
run up wit gang they tried to scam me
so i dropped the gang i run up wit family
i dont give fucks so they tried to ban me 

im never stressin keif an wax up in my bowl
big wrist flexin cuz i stole yo lil l'heure
fuck a ap i got dcs on my toes
pockets messy an ion even fuck wit hoes

ion even fuckin know 
ion even wanna know
where you go 
what the fuck? pouring bro
pour it low.

Teaser

lyrics: (just wtx.b!uez)

wow this shit's based, y'all be smoking base 
nose full of powder, couple blunts to my face 
rolling thru yo hood, but they dont know yo name
talkn to yo momma she say you a disgrace 
when you talkin to these bitches they be reachin for they mace
spray it in yo face, cus you ugly, you is bait 
on the beat im late, doesnt matter anyway 
imma always get paid, making bank, no delay

No Delay

lyrics: sippn all this brandy while snortn all this mandy im higher than you can be cuz you jus snortn candy bruh single stackn cant be up im triple over triple, blood on my nose an in my mud all up in my mental but i dont really give a fuck mixin molly with my love whipn mixn all your drugs up with fent, you foamn up askn brodie whats the price i buy it up you charge too much smokin ice but neva spice
bullets ate him up, my choppa munch

x in my nose sprinkle in a lil coke geeked for a week takin addys, x an snow ion ever sleep
i get cocaine for the low if you think you 
know me i can promise that you dont

its that speed based molly molly rolln off them beans
its that speed chase, rari rari smokin all these greens its that coke inside my veins its that speed inside the molly molly make me go insane

sippn all this brandy while snortn all this mandy im higher than you can be cuz you jus snortn candy bruh single stackn cant be up im triple over triple, blood on my nose an in my mud all up in my mental but i dont really give a fuck mixin molly with my love whipn mixn all your drugs up with fent, you foamn up askn brodie whats the price i buy it up you charge too much smokin ice but neva spice
bullets ate him up, my choppa munch

x in my nose sprinkle in a lil coke geeked for a week takin addys, x an snow ion ever sleep
i get cocaine for the low if you think you 
know me i can promise that you dont

its that speed based molly molly rolln off them beans
its that speed chase, rari rari smokin all these greens its that coke inside my veins its that speed inside the molly molly make me go insane

losingthemagic (rare 16 y/o b!uez)

lyrics: 
everywhere i go smell like burnt toast norco get me low, so im snortin hella snow tourn selln dope, so i don't even know
whats laced in my dro gonna give me a stroke

these drugs in my nose gonna give me a stroke these lights in the club gonna give me hope smoke it off the floor now we tying up a rope wear it like sum bling, hop an we go begn for a scene, yall b begn for hoes
bloodwork make you scream, how you doin sm dope

ion even know think im havin a stroke
pill in my drank an i watch it fuckin float spray it with sum subsys bitch im the next to go you readin onna beat but you call it fuckin flow prayin for some substance, bitch you aint got no hoes

clean off the drugs ian worried bout a stroke but if its in my face might relapse off the coke most my songs got a feature i be kickin it wit bro an we aint like you, nah we aint ever broke

stroke (аневризма)

Lyrics: sleezy: [Verse 1]
House full of silence, rage in the walls,
Pops threw fists like he needed applause.
Said it was love, but that ain’t what I saw
Just broken glass and a crooked law.

Mama dipped out, left me in the storm,
I became the thunder, pain was born.
He looked at me like a loaded gun,
Said, “You’re just like her” then the war begun.

Heart iced over by the age of ten,
Learned not to cry, learned not to bend.
Trust? Nah. I ain’t had a friend
Only leaned on drugs when the nights won’t end.

[Verse 2]
Met a girl, thought she’d save my soul,
But she loved the high, not the broken whole.
Lied with a smile, kissed with a mask,
Disappeared quick like a hit from the flask.

She ain’t love me, just loved control,
Turned my pain into her favorite role.
Left me colder than my daddy’s stare,
So I light up hell just to feel some air.

Yeah, I’m shootin’ up stars to escape the night,
Bass in my chest, got a war to fight.
Fake love hit like a needle’s bite,
Now I chase that ghost till the morning light.

Ashes in my veins, thunder in my brain,
Tried to run from the hurt, but it know my name.
Dance in the dark with the devil I know,
Got pain on repeat like a vinyl roll.

[Verse 3]
Snortin’ my prayers, pourin’ my past,
Every high’s just a low in a better mask.
Tried rehab, tried to confess,
But pain’s the only thing that answers texts.

Pops said I’d fail I made it a trend,
Now I tattoo trauma on every pen.
He built the cage, I became the key,
Now I break through beats just to set me free.

[Verse 4]
I ain’t lookin for pity or a second chance,
I just want peace where the demons dance.
Vices got voices, I hear ’em sing,
In a world where the fake wear a diamond ring.

She said love, but her eyes said “trap,”
I said pain, she said, “run it back.”
So I faded into the bass and snare,
Where nobody cares, and that feels fair.

Shootin up stars just to kill the pain,
In a world where love just feeds the flame.
Ashes in my veins, can’t feel the shame,
Still dancin’ in the devil’s rain.




wtx.b!uez: wholesome thoughts have left my mind up in disguises im divided,
i feel conflicted i dont know why it seems like im the nicest, when i perpetuate my vices,
unlicensed might eat a ton of ricin when biking im fighting my life wins im piping the line in with 50,000 white men telling me im indicting my rights then please explain why then your girl is whining on my dick
she say it shaped like a python
spinning glass until im spun. turn around and see the gun a bottle, another glass in hand that they spin, and spin again
fuck paychecks got am ex my dealer take payments in credit card matrix im one with the fakeness im done wit yo lameness im faded in famous
not unknown im nameless this AP, God rein this

needle full of ash (ash in my veins)

lyrics: in three days i aint ate no meal three days ago i lost my chill i was hella trippin about sum girl thraxx came up to me an spilled
"bro don't worry feelings arent real, there a reaction to a wound that aint healed" oh dam really myself i almost killed just in time cant afford my life bill smoke till im dum do drugs for the thrill wont tell you what i wont but ill tell you what i will
i will try and i will fail to prophesies my own self heated lies drive knifes to flail right to the skin that is so pale inside my head im trapped its hell

EMPaThY (R347 £m0 Mu5!kk)

lyrics prolly not coming im too lazy 🥱

ransaqqed

lyrics: chilling with keasyy, we smoking easy smokin with sleezy, till we on TV im wit thraxx you seething, best believe me i think homie reachin, now he bleeding
sewing what I'm reaping, end my breathing i dont wanna see them, i wanna be them purple thoughts end perfect lies, inperfect secrets
i dont wanna be alive, dig me deep then
now he bleeding, whole family, weeping talking late at night, i don't see the reasons why you fuckin lie, imma start beating beating on myself until i see you leaving

centexbasedmob #TBHKxABT

tbhkabt freestyle

lyrics:  
SmokkeThraxx: Racks in the stash, team eatin' like a buffet 
OG in the wood, now I'm floatin' out the runway
Skate through the block, like I'm pushin' on a deck
trick flip the pack, now it land with respect
Every zip got a story, every band got a plan 
Put the work in the mix, like the wrist with the pan
Came up off the flip, now I'm thumbin' through the grand
I ain't worried 'bout the clout, I just move like the man


wtx.b!uez: you look at me with lust i look at you with terror
fake drugs on me i could be a scammer 
talkn to my p.o. she can tell im hammered
feeln like the missin link im walkn wit a lantern

walking with a lantern, lead the group Adam Sandler
fucking pretty bitches, but they never got no manners
imma die slow with you off the x i need standards
she loving when I'm leaning, but she hate it when I'm Xannin

No Standards

SleezyMakeEmQueasy (MIXXXEDBYB!UEZ)

lyrics: feelings fleeting all the time
i am yours but you arent mine
praying god let me rewind
take me back into your light

i am yours but you are his
overwhelmed look at my wrist
i am nothing hypocrite 
i am nothing pocket lint

said you loved me but you lied
you said you said it to be kind
spared feelings to spare my high
hurt me once dont hurt me twice

i know you love the way his lips
feel against yours in kiss
me and you youll never miss
maybe one day reminse 

i was always there for you
chew me up like comfort food
if you didnt want me too
then why lie i see right through

december (demo)

saqq full of b!uez

lyrics: think im sad about my ex but im sad about my next one
had a hunnid bands but i spent it im the next 
up
call it family plans when i invest in her best ones
thinkn that im playin imma show you a finessa 
opps dont want it, imma give em a molester
talking on it imma show you whos the best bruh
walking with yo bitch she gon spread her legs huh?

next up

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LYRICS MAYBE COMING SOON IDK IT WAS A FREEEESTYLEEEE

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