Stream
https://li.sten.to/bluetiger

BLUE TIGER Behind The Scenes
https://go-hard.neocities.org/bluetiger

Credits

Every single track written (with the exception of 7), produced, performed, mixed and mastered by DJ Chud
Cover art and tracklist artwork by DJ Chud
Sampling by DJ Chud
Synthesizer & Sound Design by DJ Chud
Guitar & Bass by DJ Chud
Toy Keyboards by DJ Chud
Circuit Bent Toy Keyboards by DJ Chud
Piano by DJ Chud
Drum chopping By DJ Chud
Harp by DJ Chud
Caffeine by DJ Chud
Beatboxing by DJ Chud
[ https://go-hard.neocities.org ]

Additional melodies/composition on Tracks 2 & 6 by Africa5
Noise on Track 4 by Africa5
Additional sampling arrangement on Track 4 by Africa5
Oscillator on Track 4 by Africa5
Paulstretching on Track 4 by Africa5
[ soundcloud.com/africa5 ]

Spoken Word by Cody Man on Track 5
[ instagram.com/1codyismanly ]

Track 7 written entirely by Rae Sremmurd, A. Brown, K. Brown, Williams, & Marquel Middlebrooks aka Mike WiLL Made-It
[ en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rae_Sremmurd ]
[ en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mike_Will_Made_It ]

Free Download

BLUE TIGER

Free DL & CDs
https://xdjchudx.bandcamp.com/album/its-the-serve-the-mixtape

Stream:
music.apple.com/us/album/its-the-serve-the-mixtape/1736861498
open.spotify.com/album/66wNVxCS3fXV8XqWW2gIrG
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MAYWeVnbP00

Coprod & Prod by @africa5 On tracks 1, 2, 4, 5, 7, & 10

Originally Released On March 19th 2024

It's The Serve... The Mixtape

Going 2 Fred's ⌠prod Africa5⌡

Free DL & CDs
https://xdjchudx.bandcamp.com/album/somethings-wrong-the-mixtape

S(potify) [ open.spotify.com/album/0U5qMHJRZYcrBq5N5L1cQM ]
A(pple Music) [ music.apple.com/us/album/somethings-wrong-the-mixtape/1755834723 ]
Y(outube) [ youtu.be/yUSpZ0_VP88 ]

Originally released July 12 2024

Credits

Every track produced by DJ Chud
except 9 and 6
[ djchud.online ]
[ instagram.com/djchud2 ]
Track 9 produced by Africa5
[ @africa5 ]
Track 6 produced by Africa5 & chud
[ soundcloud.com/africa5 ]
Cover art, tracklist, & disc
artwork by DJ CHUD
[ twitter.com/DJCHUD ]

SAMPLES:
Yume Nikki & Yume 2kki OST
Young Thug
Various Thrift CDRs
Fetty Wap
pageninetynine
Lil Puro
Tears Of Avarel
Knifehandchop
Kodiyakredd
Lightning Bolt
310babii
Stunt Rock
Greeny Phantom
ATHF
Aero Gros M
Kodak Black
NBA Youngboy
Waka Flocka Flame
Three Six Mafia
Mindless Self Indulgence
Bogdan Raczynski
American Dad!
Family Guy
Kanye West
Baby Kia
Drake
Yeat
Goreshit
ISOpussy
No Trend
E+E
Diamond Black Hearted Boy

Something's Wrong The Mixtape

SORRY 4 THA DROUGHT

Free DL & CDs
xdjchudx.bandcamp.com/album/somethin…ng-the-mixtape

S(potify) [ open.spotify.com/album/0U5qMHJRZYcrBq5N5L1cQM ]
A(pple Music) [ music.apple.com/us/album/somethin…ixtape/1755834723 ]
Y(outube) [ youtu.be/yUSpZ0_VP88 ]

Originally released July 12 2024

Credits

Every track produced by DJ Chud
except 9 and 6
[ djchud.online ]
[ instagram.com/djchud2 ]
Track 9 produced by Africa5
[ @africa5 ]
Track 6 produced by Africa5 & chud
[ @africa5 ]
Cover art, tracklist, & disc
artwork by DJ CHUD
[ twitter.com/DJCHUD ]

SAMPLES:
Yume Nikki & Yume 2kki OST
Young Thug
Various Thrift CDRs
Fetty Wap
pageninetynine
Lil Puro
Tears Of Avarel
Knifehandchop
Kodiyakredd
Lightning Bolt
310babii
Stunt Rock
Greeny Phantom
ATHF
Aero Gros M
Kodak Black
NBA Youngboy
Waka Flocka Flame
Three Six Mafia
Mindless Self Indulgence
Bogdan Raczynski
American Dad!
Family Guy
Kanye West
Baby Kia
Drake
Yeat
Goreshit
ISOpussy
No Trend
E+E
Diamond Black Hearted Boy

Something's Wrong

Prod me only me

Beta test first Song for my new Genre I made called "DrakenB" =) this Is the Future! and It'll be big. Flying Cars! Will have only DrakenB record stations named different genres to trick the Listener into thinking theyre listening to that genre but Guess what. DrakenB. It always has been about this after all. So. listen to the song

       *** Lyrics 
                      : So...
                                  Its something LIke this:
                                                                                  

                                                     Poptropica Reality TV
Like an Airbag, undervalued til Needed
No one needs me, ain't fly Like a G6
Diet coke every 3 Minutes till Im seasick

Canker sores bro They got me so depleted
I was cute for a bit, its back to being seedy
Operation Ivy, can you please Drive me
Im the president, No License or ID

If you pay for features Do not shop with me
I can't shop for shit with Nerds Burning Money
Invader Zim on me but I aint Scene B
Watch the feds fail to catch me Im Riding Dirty

All these girls flirting while Im modding PSPs
Don't care About the drip, dress shirt and Sagging Jeans
Dave Strider with The Blade, Roll Kush Every Day
Coming into class Late, do that 8x a day

I dont mean to be rude But if You gossip Fuck You
Mean it with my full Chest bro Go On and fuck Yourself
In El Paso with my Brodie We pull up to the Drive In
Got my whitebelt On Im gonna crash the Function

My baby Hi Point On Ozempic
I Don't stress much because In Fear I can press it
Silent Hill, dreams Restless
Unemployment causing my Money to be messed with

LBP, I give your Girlfriend my sack Boy
I'm just talking Racks, Uh Doy
I'm the duffle Bag Boy
Then there's me in the end Thats all Folks

Saying later to the feds and Haters, shootin the Bird and watch me Nightcrawl
Mess around too Much Use my drum Im Dave Grohl ... 🥁💃😴

Weyewy!!

I know God Love Me made It Age 17
If you hate me today I Still hope you’re here for me
Still nothing Change doe still making Midi Symphonies
As soon as Im 21 Im Drinking All the Hennessy

Come and shop me with Me walk through Chuds Fantasy
Find out my Mental based on Materialistic Needs
Got a bike Keyboard cash Im grinning ear to ear
It’s a pretty Big Number but ain’t nothing to fear

Sipping Red White Blue Bang, still fuck the USA
Taking back Sundae, Hey That’s My Ice Cream!!! (Get Back Here…)
Happy Bunny shirt on, when Im feeling Rude
Happy Bunny shirt on, youre Ugly and Its True

Just Kitten, just lying, I’m Drunknmunky buying
Paul Frank jeans on, they’re sagging on my Nikes
OG Forces probably Older than Me, smoking Weed
CBD the Notre Dame, I’ma light dat Shi up

Then I’ll do it all again, don’t like You or your friends
I'm not with Any Shits, I don't like Fascists
Back on my shit, destroy the breaks, I am Goreshit
I don't really care, Cybergrind blasting, drum machine Destroyed

Yo Bitch play with my Dick like it was a toy
I don't care I don't care About You Little Boys
I don't care I'm Carl Crack, I'm a Black Ark
KR-6K, this The New Arc, New Age
You can sit and Block and hate you'll never be me so you Rage

You can sit and Block and hate you'll never be me so you Rage.. yep

🎁 Birthday 🎁 【prod Me】🎂🥳

Free DL https://xdjchudx.bandcamp.com/album/hangin-at-the-beach
YT https://youtu.be/hsOeiH-2DCc
Spotify https://open.spotify.com/artist/3jPz8PmR6zvfHUJj2pJD1B
Apple https://music.apple.com/us/album/hangin-at-the-beach-single/1788508612

HAPPY NEW YEAR 2025

Lyrics ↓

Yo boyfriend a cuck like Travis Hunter
DJ chud, I’m counting up Hunnids
This pack I just rolled same weight as 2022 Gunna
It’s winter time but I’m hot like the  Summer

Snow melt around me when my tape is popped in
Suicide Season, not seeing Horizons
Can't take You serious, bro, you still pop Zyns
Boutta be big 25 and U still on this shit, how about U quit it

U ain't no sinner, jit, U is a good kid
U is a good yute fam, I got that minuscule motion
That unprescribed medicine, I'm smokin mo' of it
Step to me and say some shit, I slash your neck, boy, you is a goldfish

Chud be the one to forgive not forget
My choppa farm clips like I cough like an iPad kid
I cannot do this shit, empty the clip to yo head, you a Kennedy
I'm smoking shit you call Gasoline, you a dead horse on that ketamine

You just a fiend and that's sad to me
My shooters make you sing Jan And Dean
Met them on P2P, Soulseek
Seeking for a fuck to give, enemies can blow me

I'll do this all with one eye on me
Playing with sand and the snow, Hangin' at the Beach
Chud never giving a fuck, fact check Seems True To Me
Making my own shit, you rappin on Jerk type beats
 
You rappin on Jerk type beats, you the typa nimrod to pay for feats
You dont fw artistry, only numbers on the screen
That is just flaw to me, that is just sad to me 
I cannot deal with you niggas, so I press on these triggas, let the gun babysit U

I still feel the pain even though it went away
Gotten to the point where I'm chasing the pain since it won't go away
Learned to adjust to my surroundings, I'm an animal
I don't fw Vylet Pony, none of these cr🤫ckers at all

Drug of choice, adderall
Keep the pigs in the barn 'fore I make bacon, I hate cops
We smoking reggie, not crack rock
Opps some school shooters, I be a jock

I'm quick to burn bridges like Pyro
Chiefing a blunt in the mirror, watching myself spiral
Blade in my JNCOs if you wanna get shanked today
Out on the streets like a skank, I’m tryna get paid the legitimate way
Eating some chicken at Raising Canes
Tryna stay sober but withdrawals a pain

I flee to the dope, it be calling my name
Man, Im a real man watching reels, yo ass watching Youtube Shorts I can’t even deal
With ya, get you out the picture like we was in the field

Fuck the military, motherfuck a navy seal
Beefing with art kids who go to A&M, only on the internet
They will not do shit, neither will I
Just pick up a pen and write, man fuck my life
Used to be real fun though, tryna stay up but sometimes I wanna die slow
But I can't end on a low Note..

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Hangin' At The Beach 【prod me】🎊

https://youtu.be/N_P1JcC79lA
open.spotify.com/album/4i2ubV9lNOQsMU8F0ZRSNZ
music.apple.com/us/album/get-off-the-internet-single/1788994250

I grab Brad's chick and I turn her into a nympho, wait hell no
I eat up all these c******* like a parakeet, I'm on one Yo
I don't fw critics Bro, man what you got a problem fo'?
If you want to solve it, catch me on my break when I'm outside to smoke

Man, you pussies treat art like it's Mcdonalds
Grab a music nerd's chick and make her semen gargle
That's implying they even got one, I need to flip some buns, need some cash before the 1st of the month
Coming down but not off any drugs, yeah I know I'm fucked, yeah I know it's stuck, but I'ma keep pushing on

My studio be inside a Flesh Box
Me and bro smoking flowers, not that rock
We move around this bitch like jocks
She call me Chud Thundercock, I ain't put it in raw

I do not want a son, really I don't need no one
My old friends, I put in too much trust
Had to leave them in the dust, they left me fucked

They left me out to die like I'm Bin Laden bruh
Why the fuck these cats switch up?
I thought you would ride for me, but you stopped the car, so fuck U cuz
I'd rather be alone than die with or for you bums

I'm friendly but can't trust most of anyone
Except my fam and internet buds
Ain't that sad? I had to leave the smoke, couldn't get it thru customs
I'ma die alone but not a broke bum, and that's cool lol, I'ma Puke Up

Man, you net wh...ys are pussy, shut the fuck up
I love music, love to make it, but I hate those who rate it
Deep down in my guts, abolish the 1st amendment for those who use RateYourMusic.com
You niggas need a life and a job, I don't need one cuz this cash I constantly flock

I don’t wanna go home
I’ma ball out like the Lakers, brodie, U already Know
Up all day and steady making sure my wallet won't fold
I'm unstable but I get the green, it sedates me so don't worry bro


...........................................................

Okay, not done with the verse yet
Yall should make like LE tIGRE and Get Off The Internet
Like What the fuck U doin kid, I'm smoking sour, threw away my other pack just because it tasted mid
Yall cannot really stop this shit, I got a purple heart and lung like I stepped out the army bitch

Now you talkin' down and hating through Ethernet cables coz outside of your bedroom you won't do shit
U don't like my music? Unsubscribe, Do not Buy it
Stop being a bitch and bitchin', feel like Gucci Mane when I'm up in my kitchen
I don't need a gun, hoe, my dagger my best friend, I'm quick to slice white bread that's whining and fussing never seem to end

U got no experience outside of the net, you live ya life filled with regrets
Tomoko AVI saying some shit, try me, next time it's ya fuckin' neck
I kill so relentless, step to me funny, you gone wish you hadn't
Yall gossiping, making up shit but Ion know who U is thinking I won't see it, tell me why U doing it

I'm more tapped in than an IT kid, you as useful as a degree in computer science
Make the track sweet like persimmon, get on the mic and I go Rhymin' Simon
See Spirits Of Versailles When I chill on these horizons, I'm smoking on flower gardens
Fuck the opps, get them boys crying, play my mixtape and if U say it's trash, nigga I kNow U Lying

Get Off The Internet (Prod Me)

Young Thug - Whos On Top 【DJ Chud RMX】

MV
https://youtu.be/TkFATRDBun0

Free Download
https://xdjchudx.bandcamp.com/album/beautiful-day


Streams
https://open.spotify.com/album/2RN1bXQjL7bPDeykFEvw7g
https://music.apple.com/us/album/beautiful-day-single/1805128182


Stream Entire Blue Tiger Album (All Plats Soon)
https://li.sten.to/bluetiger

Lyrics:

I pop out on a nigga out of nowhere, Deus Machina
Life is beautiful, a Beautiful Day, look like cinema
Chud is up, and for once in life it ain’t cos of the drugs
I be smoking up, huff and puff, she miss Zonally, she hate DJ Chud

Y’all new to this shit, yeah, y’all some scrubs
I kick my feet back, relax and watch Scrubs
Smoke some skunk and become a sitting duck, I know I’m fucked and
I admit that I’m a sinner but that don’t mean I fuck with Beezelbub, hell nah

How the fuck I’m supposed to be proud of living in a cunt with hicks that call it terrorism when I write shit on cybertrucks?
Fuck Elon, I play with musks and have ‘em target locked at a hoggish cop
Pop The Pig when I want, fuck the law
Statue of Lib can suck my balls, man, she used to be fine shyt

Until these cocks got in office, now she chopped shit
I sit by the Riverwalk where The Frosty Dog is
Enjoy the nightlife while misanthropy is in the pits
Only for a little bit, then it’s a quick snooze and it’s back to thinking y'all should eat a bag of dicks if you don’t fuck with this

And, not to mention, chiefing football fields ‘til I’m stopped by the pigs
But they know not to fuck with this, 2nd Amendment, you’ll get hit
Nah, I’m playing, I know not to question authority and submit
Or maybe not, I’m quick to give the beats to a mall cop if he give me lip

And they ain’t even real cops, I just want to slay any authority
I feel like MC Chris, Life’s A Bitch and I’m the Pimp in her sorority
I’m quick to stab and slash until I see a splash of gore on me
I be on the lawn facing plants like a zombie

I look at my past and it’s ugly, everyone I cut off just fucked me, like they was Ron Jeremy
Step out the crib looking germy, I don’t want yo girl but she flirtin’, bro, man the fuck up and go deal with it, you know she hurtin’
Sipping on poison, same color as laundry detergent
Making my brain stop working, but that shit wasn’t working to begin with

Fuck it, I’m splurging, get the cash and spend it
But I keep it basic, no Fendi, just good thrifts
Austin models hit me for the good dick, pound cunt and get sex sick then I’m on the balcony smoking cancer sticks trying to find a way out of my life I call prison 
Doubting I’ll make it with music

Credits

Every single track written (with the exception of 7), produced, performed, mixed and mastered by DJ Chud
Cover art and tracklist artwork by DJ Chud
Sampling by DJ Chud
Synthesizer & Sound Design by DJ Chud
Guitar & Bass by DJ Chud
Toy Keyboards by DJ Chud
Circuit Bent Toy Keyboards by DJ Chud
Piano by DJ Chud
Drum chopping By DJ Chud
Harp by DJ Chud
Caffeine by DJ Chud
Beatboxing by DJ Chud
[ https://go-hard.neocities.org ]

Additional melodies/composition on Tracks 2 & 6 by Africa5
Noise on Track 4 by Africa5
Additional sampling arrangement on Track 4 by Africa5
Oscillator on Track 4 by Africa5
Paulstretching on Track 4 by Africa5
[ soundcloud.com/africa5 ]

Spoken Word by Cody Man on Track 5
[ instagram.com/1codyismanly ]

Track 7 written entirely by Rae Sremmurd, A. Brown, K. Brown, Williams, & Marquel Middlebrooks aka Mike WiLL Made-It
[ en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rae_Sremmurd ]
[ en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mike_Will_Made_It ]

Beautiful Day [MV In Description]

Stream
https://li.sten.to/thiscouldbeus

Stream the entire Blue Tiger album (All Plats Soon)
https://li.sten.to/bluetiger

Lyrics

I've...

Done this before, I've already seen this before
Tears splashin' the floor as I opened the door for her
She acting like a... and I'ma let her
Learned from Project Pat, uh, pimpin' got her Masters

Girl, improvise, look me in my eyes and just lie to me
Lie to me, I'll act like I believe everything
Sex on the beach and in the backseat
This could be us

So back to what I was saying
This could be us but you're playing
This could be us but you're playing
I'm high, I hope I don't sound crazy

Fuck what them niggas was saying
This could be us but you're playing
This could be us but you're playing
Now, That's all I was saying

New keys, I'll crash this Mercedes
I ball like Tracy McGrady
Before I let anyone touch anything
They all have to say please

And I knew they really wish I would ball 'til I fall
I'm the big bad wolf like there's a full moon y'all
Toss my money in the air girl
Watch how my dreams hit the floor

Uh, wait 'til I get the buzz off this drug
Damn man, I've had enough, no more local clubs
Killin' someone's vibes should be a fucking crime
Wasting all your time while you sit and waste mine

So back to what I was saying
This could be us but you're playing
This could be us but you're playing
I'm high, I hope I don't sound crazy

Fuck what them niggas was saying
This could be us but you're playing
This could be us but you're playing
Now, That's all I was saying

Spin the bottle, spin the fuckin' bottle
If you the reason why it's empty, baby, spin the bottle
Truth or dare, no, you don't want no problem
Spin the bottle, spin the fuckin' bottle

If you the reason why it's empty baby, spin the fuckin' bottle
Truth or dare, no, no, you don't want no problem
You don't want no problem
But you must want problems

So back to what I was saying
This could be us but you're playing
This could be us but you're playing
I'm high, I hope I don't sound crazy

Fuck what them niggas was saying
This could be us but you're playing
This could be us but you're playing
Now, That's all I was saying

(And that's the way it is...)

Credits

Every single track written (with the exception of 7), produced, performed, mixed and mastered by DJ Chud
Cover art and tracklist artwork by DJ Chud
Sampling by DJ Chud
Synthesizer & Sound Design by DJ Chud
Guitar & Bass by DJ Chud
Toy Keyboards by DJ Chud
Circuit Bent Toy Keyboards by DJ Chud
Piano by DJ Chud
Drum chopping By DJ Chud
Harp by DJ Chud
Caffeine by DJ Chud
Beatboxing by DJ Chud
[ https://go-hard.neocities.org ]

Additional melodies/composition on Tracks 2 & 6 by Africa5
Noise on Track 4 by Africa5
Additional sampling arrangement on Track 4 by Africa5
Oscillator on Track 4 by Africa5
Paulstretching on Track 4 by Africa5
[ soundcloud.com/africa5 ]

Spoken Word by Cody Man on Track 5
[ instagram.com/1codyismanly ]

Track 7 written entirely by Rae Sremmurd, A. Brown, K. Brown, Williams, & Marquel Middlebrooks aka Mike WiLL Made-It
[ en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rae_Sremmurd ]
[ en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mike_Will_Made_It ]

This Could Be Us

Stream
https://li.sten.to/bluetiger

MV
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0iuBfCFw0G0

Credits

Every single track written (with the exception of 7), produced, performed, mixed and mastered by DJ Chud
Cover art and tracklist artwork by DJ Chud
Sampling by DJ Chud
Synthesizer & Sound Design by DJ Chud
Guitar & Bass by DJ Chud
Toy Keyboards by DJ Chud
Circuit Bent Toy Keyboards by DJ Chud
Piano by DJ Chud
Drum chopping By DJ Chud
Harp by DJ Chud
Caffeine by DJ Chud
Beatboxing by DJ Chud
[ https://go-hard.neocities.org ]

Additional melodies/composition on Tracks 2 & 6 by Africa5
Noise on Track 4 by Africa5
Additional sampling arrangement on Track 4 by Africa5
Oscillator on Track 4 by Africa5
Paulstretching on Track 4 by Africa5
[ soundcloud.com/africa5 ]

Spoken Word by Cody Man on Track 5
[ instagram.com/1codyismanly ]

Track 7 written entirely by Rae Sremmurd, A. Brown, K. Brown, Williams, & Marquel Middlebrooks aka Mike WiLL Made-It
[ en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rae_Sremmurd ]
[ en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mike_Will_Made_It ]

Blue Tiger³ ⌠Listening With My Eyes⌡(Vid In Desc)

Stream
https://li.sten.to/bluetiger

Music rating hipster honkeys and their lame ass gossip shit
If you have such a problem, come to my show and say that same ish
But you won’t, even though you’re white, you don’t play with the sticks
Except for when you see a group of schoolkids in the distance

Cuts will sting like a bumblebee, fuck nigga, you’re sad to me
You be bumping Pluggnb longer than you job search on Indeed
But me and you alike, ain't nobody hiring me
But I think I'm better cuz Ion talk shit about artists behind computer screens

Parasociality is a problem, these kids are ugly inside and out, that's why they always gossip
Quick to shit-talk on music forums, go to the Job Corps, but they the type to get dropped, they serve the same purpose as a corpse 
They Just sitting there dormant and fuckin' boring,  Discord-ing about their neurological disorders, their list of 'em longer than Akademiks' Mcdonald's order
And then they get on my net and get to whining and scorning

And I'm mad I can't go up to them and say "yo, you're corny, 
and you've been bitching all morning about pretty much nothing
of substance, we get it, you ain't scoring in life and in sex
we know you get no neck, but can you stop using yours to bitch?"

You acting all crazy like you just smoked counterfeit
Like you snorted coke with that fent in it
I don't know shit about that, see, I'm Straight Edge
Except for when I smoke wildfires when I'm in distress

You live life a bitch, mine pushes me to the edge
But I try to rebuild myself and not push others to the ground
And I don't know who you is nor care what you're about
You just bored and on dick, your whole life is a drought

You just chatting for the clout, yo mind ain't of sound
Switch you down until your flesh hits the ground, blood of a clown
Fuck with me, give you beats like a Roland
You got the green? Then let's chief,  get to rolling 

And I got the paper that stay the same color
I know why you bitching, you're not loved by your mother
Chud the type to up pole on a music nerd motherfucker
No Tyler, but I got you niggas in a jam like Smuckers

Now scurry off my shit and go fill in stars on my record
Pussy niggas chatting a fuck, they ain't got no cheddar
I'm quick to press the trigger on a Pitchfork blockhead
And RYM knobheads, smoking cheese weed from London, I'm so british

I'm not falling for your ragebait so quit fishin'
No label off the net, I call that independence
I don't even like my shit but I know your girl does
And she got great tits, she like more than you, blud

Come at me dying by the sword or prepare to get shoved
You don't stand for shit, okay, just shut the fuck up
Talk too much, it's all dumb, you will get fucked
Slash your throat and dip by bus, I ain't got a license

Kawaii Goons was all my sons then those bitches split up
I know I'm next up, wallahi, I'm the picked one
The chosen one, bad boy flame that fucks cunts
I feel like Zyzz now, I can't deal with you sad cunts

Don't come around me or my squad unless you got the runtz
And make sure that they're premium, or we kicking ass and chewing gum
Fucker, it's DJ Chud, I'ma kill you rap niggas even from the ground and in memoriams
All y'all is done

Credits

Every single track written (with the exception of 7), produced, performed, mixed and mastered by DJ Chud
[ https://go-hard.neocities.org ]

Additional melodies/composition on Tracks 2 & 6 by Africa5
Noise on Track 4 by Africa5
Additional sampling arrangement on Track 4 by Africa5
Oscillator on Track 4 by Africa5
Paulstretching on Track 4 by Africa5
[ soundcloud.com/africa5 ]

Spoken Word by Cody Man on Track 5
[ instagram.com/1codyismanly ]

Track 7 written entirely by Rae Sremmurd, A. Brown, K. Brown, Williams, & Marquel Middlebrooks aka Mike WiLL Made-It
[ en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rae_Sremmurd ]
[ en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mike_Will_Made_It ]

Get Off The Internet²

Stream
https://li.sten.to/bluetiger

Credits

Every single track written (with the exception of 7), produced, performed, mixed and mastered by DJ Chud
Cover art and tracklist artwork by DJ Chud
Sampling by DJ Chud
Synthesizer & Sound Design by DJ Chud
Guitar & Bass by DJ Chud
Toy Keyboards by DJ Chud
Circuit Bent Toy Keyboards by DJ Chud
Piano by DJ Chud
Drum chopping By DJ Chud
Harp by DJ Chud
Caffeine by DJ Chud
Beatboxing by DJ Chud
[ https://go-hard.neocities.org ]

Additional melodies/composition on Tracks 2 & 6 by Africa5
Noise on Track 4 by Africa5
Additional sampling arrangement on Track 4 by Africa5
Oscillator on Track 4 by Africa5
Paulstretching on Track 4 by Africa5
[ soundcloud.com/africa5 ]

Spoken Word by Cody Man on Track 5
[ instagram.com/1codyismanly ]

Track 7 written entirely by Rae Sremmurd, A. Brown, K. Brown, Williams, & Marquel Middlebrooks aka Mike WiLL Made-It
[ en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rae_Sremmurd ]
[ en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mike_Will_Made_It ]

Blue Tiger ⌠I See It Too⌡

Stream
https://li.sten.to/bluetiger

Fuck being on that intro shit
Like the blunt I face, let's get into it
Let's smoke some shit
Tryna cool off of the plant but withdrawal's a bitch, I need to roll and burn something always just to scratch the itch

And because of this, Texas' feds want to book me with their St. Anger fists
I'm a pretty good kid, I just crave the cannabis
I wish authority would fuck off, not talking just the pigs
But power-tripping teachers always talking a muck, I hate that ish

Just want to be black and live, but the state don't fuck with it
So, I went misanthrope,  locked myself up in my crib
In my room, soon to be my tomb, in the womb that was destined
Only come out when I'm feeling stressing and I need to smoke something that will make my life feel like heaven for a few fuckin' seconds

Or to go to school and sit there, not paying much attention
I'd hate to live like this, but I think it's best when everything around you is just so underwhelming and depressing
So I'm up in the trees like I'm Tarzan but I ain't a legend
I'm a joke peasant, but I ain't a broke brethren, now let's talk about the world to which I hold resentment

Haters failed at life like Boogie when he became a right winger
But even those fuck niggas didn't want that food clinger
You could say the same for his 20 something girlfriend
When she left his 50 year old ass when his clout deserted

But I ain't like him, I'm living life, though shit, with a fucking purpose
Yeah, it's really bad right now, but I got cash so it's worth it
Without it, it’s worthless, yo girl’s cunt, she’s serving
Cut me like a surgeon and stitch me back, nigga, that’s how it's like living life neurodivergent and uncertain

And I’m putting chips on bets that it’ll be like this til I’m in the dirt, man
This needless self-loathing ain’t hurting shit but my own rep, but you know it’s Chud, baby, I never really gave a fuck
3 days up, cups of mud, I gave up
On sleep, coz I'm already living out my dreams, so what good that do me?

And it's sad this scene is filled with freshmen paying for feats
It's a bit sad how much streams mean to stupid teens 
But you can say the same for me, I'll never come up in this industry
Atleast I got dignity and Didn't spend my money on fucking feats

Credits

Every single track written (with the exception of 7), produced, performed, mixed and mastered by DJ Chud
Cover art and tracklist artwork by DJ Chud
Sampling by DJ Chud
Synthesizer & Sound Design by DJ Chud
Guitar & Bass by DJ Chud
Toy Keyboards by DJ Chud
Circuit Bent Toy Keyboards by DJ Chud
Piano by DJ Chud
Drum chopping By DJ Chud
Harp by DJ Chud
Caffeine by DJ Chud
Beatboxing by DJ Chud
[ https://go-hard.neocities.org ]

Additional melodies/composition on Tracks 2 & 6 by Africa5
Noise on Track 4 by Africa5
Additional sampling arrangement on Track 4 by Africa5
Oscillator on Track 4 by Africa5
Paulstretching on Track 4 by Africa5
[ soundcloud.com/africa5 ]

Spoken Word by Cody Man on Track 5
[ instagram.com/1codyismanly ]

Track 7 written entirely by Rae Sremmurd, A. Brown, K. Brown, Williams, & Marquel Middlebrooks aka Mike WiLL Made-It
[ en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rae_Sremmurd ]
[ en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mike_Will_Made_It ]

Blue Tiger²

Stream
https://li.sten.to/bluetiger

Soundcloud fucking blows dick and their stupid description character limit wont let me post my lyrics here so pls go here to read them -> https://xdjchudx.bandcamp.com/track/catty Sorry :L

Credits

Every single track written (with the exception of 7), produced, performed, mixed and mastered by DJ Chud
Cover art and tracklist artwork by DJ Chud
Sampling by DJ Chud
Synthesizer & Sound Design by DJ Chud
Guitar & Bass by DJ Chud
Toy Keyboards by DJ Chud
Circuit Bent Toy Keyboards by DJ Chud
Piano by DJ Chud
Drum chopping By DJ Chud
Harp by DJ Chud
Caffeine by DJ Chud
Beatboxing by DJ Chud
[ https://go-hard.neocities.org ]

Additional melodies/composition on Tracks 2 & 6 by Africa5
Noise on Track 4 by Africa5
Additional sampling arrangement on Track 4 by Africa5
Oscillator on Track 4 by Africa5
Paulstretching on Track 4 by Africa5
[ soundcloud.com/africa5 ]

Spoken Word by Cody Man on Track 5
[ instagram.com/1codyismanly ]

Track 7 written entirely by Rae Sremmurd, A. Brown, K. Brown, Williams, & Marquel Middlebrooks aka Mike WiLL Made-It
[ en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rae_Sremmurd ]
[ en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mike_Will_Made_It ]

CATTY

Stream
https://li.sten.to/bluetiger

MV
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0iuBfCFw0G0

Soundcloud fucking blows dick and their stupid description character limit wont let me post my lyrics here so pls go here to read them -> https://xdjchudx.bandcamp.com/track/this-whole-fucking-scene-is-growing-tired-and-so-am-i Sorry :L

Credits

Every single track written (with the exception of 7), produced, performed, mixed and mastered by DJ Chud
Cover art and tracklist artwork by DJ Chud
Sampling by DJ Chud
Synthesizer & Sound Design by DJ Chud
Guitar & Bass by DJ Chud
Toy Keyboards by DJ Chud
Circuit Bent Toy Keyboards by DJ Chud
Piano by DJ Chud
Drum chopping By DJ Chud
Harp by DJ Chud
Caffeine by DJ Chud
Beatboxing by DJ Chud
[ https://go-hard.neocities.org ]

Additional melodies/composition on Tracks 2 & 6 by Africa5
Noise on Track 4 by Africa5
Additional sampling arrangement on Track 4 by Africa5
Oscillator on Track 4 by Africa5
Paulstretching on Track 4 by Africa5
[ soundcloud.com/africa5 ]

Spoken Word by Cody Man on Track 5
[ instagram.com/1codyismanly ]

Track 7 written entirely by Rae Sremmurd, A. Brown, K. Brown, Williams, & Marquel Middlebrooks aka Mike WiLL Made-It
[ en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rae_Sremmurd ]
[ en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mike_Will_Made_It ]

This Whole Fucking Scene Is Growing Tired... And So Am I (Vid In Desc)

https://youtu.be/36AW4qet8nI

All these rap niggas bigger in the game music stink like Bacterian
But I hardly pay attention since I'm rolling up something that always makes me delirious
And puffing something serious, but it ain't methamphetamine
Just some flower bushes plastered in various shades and runts of all kinds of green

When I smoke the honey, that's when the cops attract to me like bumblebees, DJ Chud, pop my collar, now I'm as fresh as my cup of Listerine
Always try to see the positive in things, but my lenses be blurry
I always try to stay up and focus on the mission at hand but what deters me?
Scene politics they say I'm better off not caring about or giving worry

I feel inadequate, I made 51 minutes worth of these same bitchin' flurries
I should have it out of my system by now cuz I  feel like a robot with these verses that's just similar slurring
But everything still the exact same, In the same vein, I keep feeling the pain that way, shit ain't sweet like a McFlurry
I know I shouldn't rush it, but I wish more would see all this hard work and notice me with hurry

I won't let myself go too far with that specific crave and ambition, I need to stop worrying that I'm not on people's radar and investing vision
Just need to take more risks, but, word to 'Dro, I'm not doing no punk shit to go viral, just need to keep at it though it feels like a never ending cycle
And I'm not paying promo to these honkeys that be living their lives low
I look up to God only, I have no idols

That don't mean I ain't inspired though, I've been tapped in since a child, and the lack of success has honestly made me spiteful
I try to let this feeling go, but it's hard to stifle
That's why I replace my melancholy towards it and compensate by living wild
Or chiefing something that brings the exact resultant even if it's mild

But my homie told me to "keep it based, just chill and stay cool
It'll be a while but you won't get to the top any faster acting like a fool"
He said "ya setting yourself back like you was in school"
I gotta listen and prosper and leave you fools in the dust with y'all mouths agape and filled with gobs of drool when I make it

This is all real shit with no sense or intent of fakin'
Don't come around, hat in hand begging, I'ma just assume you're snaking
Talking to my opponents will leave your skull vacant
I'm up to bat but I'm steady pump faking

Making Minimal Waves in the game for now like YMG, but I think one day later on it will be studied
Start taking notes, do not copy, you insecure niggas need a stylist for everything like KC3
Living like Coach Mcguirk so none of you pussies live like me
Live hardly up to par to and fro, daily and nightly

Lifestyle includes skipping classes and buying cheesy weed
Just playing, Abbot’s and feds spying on my ass and I ain’t even 18 yet
Homeland Security, fucking your girlfriend, I’m Virgo, she Pisces
Hop on the track with wasabi sermons, I make it hot 'n spicy

Y'all said Chud never coming up, but stay looking at me slowly rising
Making y'all look dumb as fuck, you know on the low you know you like me
So, what's up with this real love and fake hate shit? Is it for my attention?
Your judgement on a sabbatical? Please tell me, I need to know this

They pick and choose all the fucking time and it's embarrassing, don't you get bored of having such a closed-in mindset?
I have more respect for the meth-heads on Marbach than any of these indecisive school threats

No Idols [(prod Dj Chud)]

Stream
https://li.sten.to/jddiwkit

Free DL with bonus track, full res cover art and lyrics
https://xdjchudx.bandcamp.com/album/jerkin-didnt-die-i-will-kill-it-tho-ep

All tracks produced, written and performed by DJ Chud
Cover art and tracklist art by DJ Chud
[ https://go-hard.neocities.org/ ]

Co-production on track 4 by Ruairi Fishback
[ https://soundcloud.com/ruairi0001 ]
[ https://www.instagram.com/queengeek2025 ]

【JDDIWKIT Stage Four】🕺 "Jerkin' Didn't Die... I Will Kill It Tho" (pRod by dJ cHuD & QU33NG33K)

【JDDIWKIT Stage Three】🛡️ ▬▬ι═══════ﺤ 🏹 "Han Solo" (YOU DON'T WANT TO MISS THIS!)

【JDDIWKIT Stage Two】🏖️  "C0RpUs ChRiStI cOkEy ShOrEs" (210 to 361 SLIME JOURNIE) (B34CH TiME <33)

【JDDIWKIT Stage One】💬  "'s''peEd'Dealing" (M34n & J3RKiN MiX) (So Fuxkinqqq High.) (*___*)

https://youtu.be/fKFzRCjesuI

@africa5 🤝 @xdjchudx

The club fucked up not playing my song, but you knew that from Something’s Wrong
Put her squirt, weed and DMT all in a bong
And I become so teary-eyed as I hit it, tryna chief it all strong
You bitch boys ain’t nothing like me, y’all Diddies to my Donkey Kong

No, nigga, you can’t hit it and I won’t let you, if you don’t get lost
Lets say you’ll leave this bitch vaccinated when I leave you with all types of shots
Fuck your girlfriend and then I’m pouring me and her glasses of Ciroc
That’s just how it is, but like Kodak, that I don’t flock except for when I write the songs

I’m not tryna have yo pussy ass mad in my inbox after I fucked her raw, keep it Lo Key when I make a Hoe Call
It’s always fuck the law and every cop until the curtain calls, I’m the type to go butchermobb on a piglet over something as simple as a motherfuckin traffic stop
Just stepped out Littlest Pet Shop with Miu Miu shades on, a nigga always skipping school to play ToonTown Rewritten with the lights off but ya know I still got the Givenchy Rottweiler on
She just popped a 30, same color as Andrew Dobson, I’m finna kick her ass out the crib, son, we blow kush, not just pop any random drug

Iced Venti Matcha and Monster chugged down, I’m finna puke my guts up
Monster High what I’m feeling when the pack is all smoked up and done
20-carat dick rings, put my splooge down her throat and glaze her buns
Spit stringin’ from her mouth, she let me fuck her face because I’m DJ Chud, I don’t do coke, I don’t sniff snow-bunnies

Rap game Ken Ashcorp, I really ain’t bummy
I really got money, I’m 20 percent cooler than most of these rap game custies that wannabe me but when they do it, they just a husk, B
They cop and copy off me and straight bottom-feed, these slugs slurp my cock and they leech
A nigga don't talk much but one thing he'll do is slaughter the beat, and boil pots of pig feet if they run up on me from the Krispy Kreme

I ain't sweet nor chatting with any swine, bitch, this doesn't look like Charlotte's Web to me
I've honestly stopped giving a single fuck if I die in obscurity, I'm not gonna let me not being in the public eye get to deterring me, I'm on a mission but it don't mean I need you to see, feel or hear me to accomplish it
Tell these pussy niggas to get off my dick and for they girl to come over here, it's her turn literally and she wants it
A nigga 17 turning 18, IRL I'm celibate but through the wider lenses all I see in this game are my kids, and that's fucking crazy cuz I got 30 monthly which is subject to change so to find me you gotta dig

LPS『prod @africa5 & @djchud2 』

https://youtu.be/n_5gC3KXuNw

I don't exist, I'm part of your imagination's figment
She didn't want me then but want me now cuz I'm living 210 elegant
But we Still Tippin', I'm in the back of the limousine blowing Animal Mints
Motherfucker, I'm peanuts like Elephant, step in the room and I own it

Yeah, man, I don't exist
And if we really wanna be technical, your girlfriend always bouncing on my invisible tip
But I don't really want that chick, she be hittin' licks on nigs like Cardi B did
I know I'm too juiced in the function when I crushed in like the Koolaid man, bitch

But, they don't see me, all they see is floating fabrics
I don't exist, remember, so I'm hidden like a dagger
I'm cloaked yet to those who want to expose, I'm ready for battle
Youngest in Charge of the fuckin' rap game, I been hiding in the shadows of the saddle

Scarf and flannel obscure me like I'm Bloghaus or a typical white nigga from Seattle
Introduce myself like preamble before I chew you niggas out the question like an apple
Bad Apple!! Blood type is Peach Snapple, your guns go "Pop!" and mine go "Snap!" and "Crackle!"
Anywhere I go, I need Indica, Sativa and my fake rolexes, bring 'em on a lil travel

And I won't stop rapping until my body is gravel and in a jar from drowning when I learned how to doggy paddle
These tech addled freaks just talk and talk and talk and talk and babble, I suppose it's cuz they ain't got pockets thicker than an Adam's Apple
They don't know what it's like to leave their stable on the grind trying to get Paid In Full
We know yo moms give everything to you

You bozo rich kids deep in the trust fund pit, but I'm still up than your whole crew
Not like Uncle Scrooge like yo pops is, but I can show you more than a band or two
She a patient in my waitin' room, I never pay attention to the rumors and what they assume
My words they purposefully misconstrue, but unless I see a badge on their ass I couldn't give a fuck about their whining and whatever the hell they spew

I. Don't. Exist. (Juiced) [@djchud2]

Music Video
www.youtube.com/watch?v=JJ2-CM1kFdM

Free DL
https://xdjchudx.bandcamp.com/album/sour-grapes

Ion smoke cigs, got no sense of American Spirit
Only Sour Grape strains, crush the purple haze into mocha leafs and smear it
Wood Pulp like Geno, heart and music symbols from Bae on my iPhone, can’t wait ‘till I’m off so we can roll spliffs and light up the patches where the daisies grow
Roll with my bros like Bone, we cyphin' the stage at the backyard show

September's Very Own, in the night the owls fly through my window
Back then I was Zonally, now I'm Chud and global and in your girls throat
And no one cared when I was Tony, now I got plug butlers giving me the finest dope
I really made it but the grind ain't on hold, no off days, I find it impossibru, preoccupy myself with the dumbest shit on my Windows or I'd rather die slow

Chud up like Dayquil and fresh as car wash soap and the air from a windmill
Crush my foes into bloody pulp, same color as my BEEN TRILL
Mallratz, Mall Rat the way I step out of Hot Topic with a Gir hat and buy out the whole store, arms cluttered with shopping bags
But I ain't scene, nigga, I rock HBA like A$AP and sometimes skinny jeans but no Hello Cat, I say hi to the Kitty since day one, best believe that

In these songs, I could say I trot with strapped cowboys on horseback in the 210 that can take you off the map
But you see me dressed posh and friendly outside of that, in real life I'm a nice lad, Ian making shit clap
Four Minute Mile for the cooch, yo ass would run laps
Even knowing damn well I been done and hit that, and she like the choco-bro more, my texts her habitat

World domination when I grip her hatchback, rocking red PPFM jacket like I'm dressed in a rag splashed
And it got the fur like the boots below her apple ass, when I hit the scene, the girlies still go bananas and that's how a nigga know we back
But I never dipped, always in it to win it, playing MUGEN on MS-DOS, elegant living
I'm a XBOX controller, I can't control my feelings, and if a slightest bit of guap hit my pockets I'm Gone Spendin'

Had to find my own path, nigga, nobody hand lendin'
Even if I move away, I'm still 210 reppin', my nigga told me quit the bitchin', we gon' make it in a second
Me and Africa in the Cash Domain mansion making real shit and y'all just eat our sloppy seconds
We count dead presidents and roll the same hue reeking of Pepé Le Pew, eat you niggas for breakfast with some burnt toast and hot tea too

We keep more swords than otakus, hate a bitch nigga on the same timing as Deku
I pass those niggas up erryday, I gotta put y'all in the past dues
I got the riches like Malibu, now that I'm up 10 toes I can safely say if you try to run up my forcefield will put an end to you

Bitch = D 🖕🖕!!!

DJ Chud - - > Sour Grapes [Prod DJ Chud]

Beat by @fj-bh, additional melodies, samples, sound design, rapping and drums by DJ Chud

Africa5 only talk through email, no DM, that nigga think he Steve Austin
Sadness prevails in these rap niggas when I take they shit and I toss it
I do it better, been took over for the longest but my reign could go on a bit longer, won’t stop until my niggas and I are further proper and infused with culture shit that raises our poshness
We are destined for awesomeness, all my raps be ballads and odes to what we’re bound to accomplish

And if you step in our way, you get popped like Redenbacher, I always be out the frame trying to count up the pasta
Girls love the Jamaican-Haitian rasta, I grab and ice her cake like Pinkamena, chokin’ on Rarity purple haze and Pinkie Pie pot, uh
This game and beat I casually slaughter like I do the hashblocks, Animal Mints fill my lungs like resuscitation
I don’t fuck with Satan nor the pawns he sent to try to have me erased, yeah, I’m still standing 10 toes which I use to win the rap race

With my bro, escape the rat race, enter Houston’s Kronik City up south when we get baked
I never liked the Astros but guarantee I’ll cash out on them Screw tapes, Slowed and Throwed how she throw ass on my pilot black snake, my proper-ness cannot be faked or put in a Xerox machine for you doofies to replicate
I’m really based, and go droolin’ dumb on every beat like I need that soft shell on my brain, I smoked away my brain then my money went walkies on pieces of HBA
It’s up to you if those two correlate or if it’s a coinkydink, you pussies so rinky-dink and stink, she dressed in mink and giving chemtrail lines on the table a sniffy-wink

But she’s gonna have to leave, I only face the purple and pink, if I encourage or snort weird shit, that laced shit gone make my brain sinked
It’s crashed into the iceberg as is, off the buddha while y’all off the tris, blunt lit up, spark it with that electric
Put my feelings in the zip and sell, same price as nacho dip, put the Ganja of Eden to the everlasting flame, my DDR cabinet shipped on the way, y’all best step up the pace while you can, go hard in this life, you’ll never do it again

My work ethic serves as proof that I’m a king, DJ Chud, Texas’ Saviour with rhymes so clean


Destined For Awesomeness (Prod David The Goat 🤝 DJ Chud)

No lyrics just kept punching in with stuff from the top of my head consider this a #GuessingGame 😓😓

#THANKYOUDJCHUD# (Texhnolyze Drumless MIDI Freestyle) Prod Me

Beat by @comfortfabricritual, additional melodies, samples, sound design, drums and rapping by DJ Chud

Strains and Dextro move me slow like a wounded stormtrooper, those pussy boys square like tabs, claim they dogs, you must be neutered
You off X instead of CBD in a laced stupor, DJ Chud can and will take the beef outside of the computers
Come to the show on that same time if you want yo ass booted up, I live life on one chance with a debilitating lack of fucks
Live it like my last, and make shit tight like tourniquet, I’m passionate, if money gets in the way of my dreams then I’ll gladly burn through it

But you know I stack it from doing this shit, so that’ll never be a problem, I got the beauty:beast on cause I’m both, hot mess with problems
I hate the game more than The Manic Street Preachers, I hate these niggas more than Piper Thiel Peter
I cloud my brain up with the packs spring green reefer, I know I’m bound to blow up like a same colored Creeper
Niggas who say shit ain’t that deep haven’t been deeper than the surface level ‘cause they know if they do they’ll become seethers

They’re cattle, I count and smoke Sour Apple and lick Granny Smith tadpoles sprinkled with the bud that’s colored a shade of cantaloupe
Higher than Building 7, yeah, that’s fo’ sho, AW98 garments got me in a chokehold like Austin, stone cold
Coldsteel The Hedgeheg, psssh, nothin personnel, Prada bags on my personal, don’t get blood on my Monolith Leather Loafs
Once she make them ankles cuff, then I bust rose gold, Cash Domain Motorsports, we blow up the game’s Walls Of Jericho

All about my chips, no Fritos, MLG timing, Obey snapback, Mtn Dew and Doritos
Build yo whole gang up just to put y’all down, Home Depot, demolish the scene is the M.O
‘Cause I know I’ll be alienated from the game no matter how hard the music go, that’s cool, I’ll just drift my own tides mad slow
In the corner, staring at the walls, Blair Witch Project or Dizzee Rascal, after BT dropped, I went Pluto, took my mask off

Dress New Weird America, hysteria is glamorous, met some Freaky Folk on Babcock trying to catch a Lyft
Off the blocks of kush, I see aliens like Nowhere by Gregg Araki, don’t even try to stop me, I’m Dark Smith and Darko Donnie
If everyone in the game my son, I failed as a father, I taught you niggas better than to copy


Computers (Prod Comfort Fabric Ritual 🤝 DJ Chud)

I’m a rapper, not an artist, vice versa, put that dumbass boast in the garbage
Nobody gives a fuck unless you spitting bars that’s the hardest, roaches back to back ‘till the bud taste is burnt carpet
DJ Chud, pour a four in an already dirty Sprite with DXM, I’m fried, not living the longest, never ever ever ever wanted to live the largest, Jack Skellington build what I’m chasing and wanting
I hate to say it, but these designer bags, I cannot help but flaunt it, buy archive that I don’t even want, impulsive bought PPFM on me like a dog in a harness

He said he wanted cancer with me, but he was really LARPing, Young Thug Rodeo Tour Sonic Shirt copped with Klarna, to be honest
Lil B in ‘09, been played, been beat but still love the drama, I’ll throw down with anyone, you fuck with my family or friends and it’s off with ya, rap game Shawn Michaels, been in my Attitude Era
Versace from the 90s,  Jesters juggling on my pair of jeans, me and her alike in the sense that we both chase the sack as our therapy, if I go broke, it’s a blast from the past and that’ll be when life becomes a nightmare to go through for me

No, I do not fuck with you, puffin’ on that Pikachu, Ride The Lightning
Trapped under the ice I bought from my dude, she said she coming over, now a nigga so excited
CIMD party, drink ‘till my liver’s ignited, niggas who ain’t got shit to say always tryna chime in
Everybody wanna live at the top of the mountain but too afraid to get they hands dirty or get to the grind and make it ‘fore they die

Nothing makes me harder than cottage cheese cellulite, asked her if there’s any room for me in those jeans like Ginuwine
Now my vision obscured in bed by the blinding light of voluptuous ass, you call yo shit bold and brash, but you know that shit compacted trash
Life always in shambles, but I sure got swag, and I got Young Money, nigga, grocery bag, and I’m up now, use to rock Supreme rags, had to spin back like my head off a flat in the laundromat
I feel like Bud Clay from The Brown Bunny, you doing cocaine and yo nose is all runny, I got new packs from Zushi, they smell straight like honey, I got the signs I’m built for the shits like a car wreck test dummy

Your favorite artist gettin’ mogged by a nigga with 20 monthly, but that very same cat got 20 stacks just to not look dusty, half the shit I wanna spew to people I do not because those goofies some life suckers and are not worth confronting
You a clod, you a bot, feel like Metro Zu, in the game Dey Shunnin me, you ain’t outside, madrefucka, you a shut-in NEET

Man Made Powers (Ride The Lightning) (Prod TheMottoByDrakeFeaturingLilWayne & Me)

Niggas said I was Goofy like I’m chilling with some mouses, now I got some huge stacks from flipping cannabis packs that’s the loudest
Shipping amplifiers like I work at Guitar Center, when I make it, me and my bros gone eat, no more skipping dinner
No more ED timing, I saw Johnny Dang at Denny’s again and he gave me a necklace full O’ diamonds for my silence, a lot of good that did but it still got me to breaking hymens, but I know he gone roll up to my door like Rent-A-Center for my couch lining

When I used to not pay, now that’s hardly a struggle which is funny as I do nothing but goofs and gaffs but still manage to laugh to the bank
A clown and a jester for the cheese and a chance to grab some cake, see me pop out at the function if there’s Drake, I’ll be juggling some bowling pins
Stupid junkies nodding off klonopin, some of you lame ass niggas need to get a grip, Africa brought the RoboCough, so I’m boutta sip, pigs sniffing for my chocolate truffles only ‘cause my skin is black licorice
Fuck 12, I say, and your favorite rapper takes it literal, all up in your face ‘cause a nigga ain’t about the subliminal, she be throwing ass and I watch it American Jiggolo, it move slow and clap in trembles like tremolo

If you don’t want me to be honest, keep your feelings low, I keep mine sealed like the pack of dope, scented like cat piss, I chief and burn ‘till I choke
They can say what they want, I been knowin’ it’s cope, turn it up a bit louder, I can’t hear it though, turn it up louder so I know what not to be, they say I should be a better me but there’s no better me
Laughing at those who say Something’s Wrong was my peak, homie, you must be off amphetamines, how you expect my 12 inch to fit in them Demna jeans?
Head forgiato after the spliff and taking beans, they really want me to give even one fuck, it ain’t happening, deadpan stare at a nigga like second McCartney

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Flats moves me 'cross the race like Snailbrow, Om Nom garden pack turned to smoke
She on my team in this deathmatch despite me starting off bashful, hopping on and off the drugs like a tadpole, white plug look like the vocalist of Whitechapel
With the cannabis, I'm El Chapo, even in a hull of a dying spaceship still jerking off to Plus-Sized Elf, though, run the whole game and got some nukes, on presidential, whitening jizz all in her braces and gums on some dental
Always explicit with my ways, zero parental, on this Omari biz, 5 beats a day until the day I'm five feet below

Lock me in a chamber to make my music, dubbing plays of the cello over beats that sample OMFG's Hello, bringin' the pedal to the black metal, when I get unearthed, all they'll do is talk about how I flipped this scene and script tenfold
Drive with no license home, I'm colder than the veggies in a madafuckin' grocery store, and my eyes misty like when them very greens get rained on from below
Trying to find the means to cope, I drink some steel nerves and shoot some ropes, then I chug some OE and get ready for work tomorrow like the day befo', really, I only rap to hopefully one day lead a triumph of gnomes so I can have them attack the home of whoever made .webp
Blacked out into DXM dreams of grandeur at Wendy's, then I went home, made a song about the shit I achieved in that sleep, like making it with music and my writings and the shit that I speak, coming to peace with it prolly never happening, but the bright side is I have no one to appease
I could say this shit in therapy, but I'ma roll this hydroponic in Applebees, I've heard and seen it all before like when I play disc worn Plunderphonics CDs, the OTC fiending started early in my teens and still hasn't ceased, every school night this past week I was off Coricidin and that shit had my heart on some track meet

Let's chill with that and stick to what I know, being the leaves, I'm always up to something really fierce or making bullshit that's piercing with these beats, either way, a nigga gotta eat and I'm Helen Keller when you begin to seethe and are filtered by the heat
If you try to sprint up on me, you'll be missing teeth, growing pains I'm going through and will probably have at even age 23, never learn shit 'cause I don't lose shit except my brain, I'm a motherfuckin' beast
Kratom influenced speech, liftin' 350, arms full of beef like a burger and cheese, poetic my misanthropy, I write bars on a scroll with a feather, the parchment is made out of blunt wrap heath
Want me to stop? You're gonna have to kill me, every moment is special, my life a movie, try to make the best even out of the worst scenery, couldn't do it without the weed and the green

The dead presidents with their heads on the mountain with their faces plastered all over my ka-ching, I don't need you goofies, but you sure need me, always tryna trap me in a box like On GP, honestly, after making so much music I've come to the conclusion that there's something that might be wrong with me, back on my bullshit, pop out with a Final Home parka from the 90s I copped for a steal at $350

Parka Is Final Home From The 90s I Bought It At Such A Ridiculous Steal At $350 ... prod By Dj Chud

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