Shut Up And Enjoy The Music

A lil Christmas Catastrophe parody! All jokes!

(produced by Shut Up And Enjoy The Music, 2023)

Christmas Catastrophe

Cristmas Catastrophe

A dedication to the Gathering! Whoop whoop!

(produced by Shut Up And Enjoy The Music, 2023)

Juggalo Days

The sixth track of the TMP EP.
MIDSOUTH MONSTA X TINY TIM.
(produced by Greytown Records & Shut Up And Enjoy The Music, 2023)

Tiny-Mid Productions EP

Stage Fright

TMP - Stage Fright

The most experimental for us to get

[Verse 1: Big Byrdy]
Welcome to the PsychoRiggas
Oops that was just a typo
Keep on better high notes 
Got the bars like a pyro 
Hope things go by slow
Tellin' me shit that I already know 
Ohio just as dead, like rotten flesh
Let’s have a bong sesh
I be runnin' outta breath 
Most of the fuckas in town on meth 
Ain’t that much to stress 
Talk shit but you can’t confess
Arrest, I detest as i only trespassed
Fuck the higher class
Shrooms make my ego shatter like glass
Don’t matter where you come from 
It’s always the latter, cuz you on some'
The PsychoRiggas got blood on ya coat
We just gon' let that shit soak in
Most of my mind is broken 
I think I misspoken, you talkin’ to the chosen ones
Better speak up, you frozen on the mic 
Just keep up
Vodka in ma cup, but I know this shit makes ya throw up 
Had to get rid of ya muppets
Soundin' like a broken record you puppets 
You know I’m here to fuck it 
Makin’ cash only cuz you suck it
Makin' buckets like I’m shaq 
That’s a fact, you know I don’t cap 
I just rap, don’t wanna hear ya clap 
Only waitin' on the rack, Lyrics I don’t slack

[Verse 2: NC1]
bitch i’m a psycho i live under your bed
if you look at me, fuck with me, then you’re ass is dead
if i see you both eyes then my eyes turn red
not repeating myself all that’s done is said
bitch i am a monster i will kill you with with my eyes 
i hope your family all fucking dies while i’m munchin on fucking fries and i hope you cry cause you didn’t even try to save your loved ones had some fun fun eat a hun bun make you run run yeah yeah yeah yeah
thought i was done but i’m not
i was too busy fuckin yo thot
cook her up like a tater tot
now i leave her body to rot
i know your scared
that’s how i know you never really cared
about anyone in your life
you cut yourself with a knife
no no no not right
i’m a phycho bitch take my time
while i think of these rhymes
while i’m fuckin your mom and i’m doing it right huh
my my throat hurts my my vocal chords are kinda fucked uhm huh yeah

[Verse 3: StrikerMario]
Wish I could leave it there
Wish that others would cease to care
Begging that feeling to be shared
But can’t say I don’t want the stare
Just don’t wanna seem impaired
From the things I’ve declared
Can’t even have a prayer
Can’t even have some hair
Don’t even know what’s there

Self inflicted wounds
I’m digging up my tomb
Still not breathing air
Have you had your affair
Have them people stare while I blare to their despair like the stuff I wear
 make them glare while I rip and tear and have them unaware because it’s rare
 become a millionaire 
and not willing to forswear but do you think I care
But do you think I care

No one sees I hide the pain
Please release; I need a drain
Can’t you see I hide the pain
Please release; I need a drain

PyschoRiggas (Ft. StrikerMario & NC1 (Prod. Yadon)

AA AA, OO OO AA AA, MONKE MAN IS HERE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
take a dose of heroin and don't forget to be on that rigga pak

I have a band called Black Byrd. We are uh very uh retarded but we love you too