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

Stream
https://tellallyourfriends.neocities.org

A blood gushing 9 minutes of 5 tomato-picked cognitive instabilities, unintentionally continuing the rough, gore-splashed atmosphere of his previous single "Guess What", DJ Chud, Texas' #1 Teen Angst and Fury Troubadour that is yet to be dethroned as he sits in his castle in an ample vampire cloak and red PJ bottoms with a computer with nothing but time to kill as he double-fists Code Red cans until they fall apart, brings to you another piece, poorly wrapped in intestines with his heart amateurly duct taped in the center. Gather your lads around and pop this tape in, watching nothing but a plasmatic, vital stream drench your decks, you are listening to the Tell All Your Friends EP.

Recorded & produced in late October - early November in SATX House Of Mastiffs

All Tracks Produced By DJ Chud
Vocals By DJ Chud
Cover art By DJ Chud 

꒒ꌩꋪꀤꉓꌗ

Yeah… Ion know how to feel
Got a Debbie Hyman GF, she suck me Good For Real 

Fuck Really how You fucking Feel
I do whatever I want whenever I want that’s coz Ive Been fucking Trill
I got Cat Piss ganja, they come in from Every single fucking Front

I flip em Up, mark em Up, Shit And Shine yeah we sellin’ drugs
I burn it all up, salty tomato pack, yeah It Fill My Lungs

I feel so Low but I’m So High

I was born to feel Thus Im Born to die
My crew dont like humans like No Trend
I’m off the Dex like Im 13 again, that shit got me writing some Nonsense

I get 3 kicks from this shit like Im Arca
Dj Chud, money stay cheesy like Pasta
Hair staying twisted, Lil Rasta
Got a bad lady and she clop me off

I can only go in raw or not at all

Why do I work so Hard? Ion wanna Go To university
I smoke so Much Fucking dope that Shit give me enough Knowledge to last me until my thirties . . . 

Aaahhhhhhhhhoooohhhhh !! 🗣️

Tell All Your Friends EP

👕〝BEEN TRILL〞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 bitch 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 bitch 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】

YT
https://youtu.be/okK0oF7LnYc

Stream
https://open.spotify.com/album/0WjZWJzsYaDH9yytMPzKbo?si=2zUQOw5zRvmAotMFnArP7g

Come with the choppa, leave yo niggas hands up like Goanimate
Otaku but Ion watch anime
I eat the cake like I’m Anna Mae, purchase your tracks today, nigga I got racks today
With not one tax to pay, shoutout Friends And Family

My girl stay stacked, yours look like Flat Stanley
You should take T, lil bro, U is not manly
All in with music, no motherfuckin’ Plan B
Fuck the underground, you niggas way too damn scammy

Feel any typa way about me, atleast y’all feel something
Don’t give a fuck like I can’t get it up, motherfuckin’
Pigs on my case, nerds conversate my ways, watch them all fade away in the smoke when I fuckin’ bake
Now, what the fuck is this? Heard U talking mad shit, let’s see if you got the fists

Make you an All American embarrassment just to take the piss
Aye, let me calm down, I’m not as tough as the nails they’ll use to stitch yo ass up when me and you are done
Why this girl play silly games like I don’t know what she on?
I’ve seen all this before, nigga, my life a rerun, I’ve seen all this before, nigga, my life a rerun

And my brains been bombed since 2021
And I ain’t talk vidya when I say I’m NeverSoft
Most yall niggas cover up, but I go in raw
It’s fuck a chorus and a hook, but I still fw Pop

It’s fucking boring in the 210 but for my city I still put on
I got cash but my fits stay the same price as tampons
Goodwill, 2025, I still rock Been Trill
I was like 6 years old when that shit was cool but still

And that player hater talking but he got no bills
He got no wombs to fill, ugly but I get the girls
Fuckin' nerds clutching pearls when I spit my verse
I'm the typa negro to end your world, put you in a hearse

These Red Monkeys sagged, sticks and stones can break my bones but words will never hurt, nigga, I do not feel bad
And I'm tired of you crabs hating on the net, bro suck my fucking dick, yea I really need some head
I'm Mindlessly Self Indulgent, sending shots to Ayn Rand
Rolling with CashDomainnem, that's my motherfuckin' fam

NeverSoft (P. Chud)

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

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 Tiger⁴「Am I Supposed To Change?」

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

Blue Tiger ⌠I See It Too⌡

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

Chud step up in the game and do it better, no question
I’m Max Stirner with the music, She likes Flipper while I’m bumping No Trend
I like them 80’s bands that sound stupid atonal
Hanging with my white plug again, he look like Wicca Phase Springs Eternal


Mean kitten, can’t fuck with Nermals
So best stay out my way if you know you'll get hurdled
Y’all pussies be small like gerbils, atleast I'm picking on someone my own size
A nigga will switch you down if you talk that shit if I see the opportunity arise


In real life, big or small, the net still isn’t big enough for the two of us
So, if you got a problem with me, bring it on and pull out a stick or ball them fists up
I don’t give a fuck what Horner said
Sticks, stones and words all break bones so I’ll break yours if you keep talking about me regarding shit you wish you could know


But you just don’t, it’s tragic yet super funny how much you think you really know based on gossip you’ve been told
Proverbs 20:19, though, Ephesians 4:29 and Proverbs 26:20, you better not stand too close lest I make you play IRL Blood Bowl
Just stick to your RYM EMF expo, you know for sure you wouldn’t have the balls to say that shit beyond an iPhone
I dare you to say that shit at my show, I implore you to buck up without a grip on ya pole, you’ll just be another crumb of the gas that I smoke and roll


Chiefing a dutch as I put you in the earth, no tombstone
The feds nor you shan’t press me, my fits impressive, they just hand-me-downs, though
But you think I give a shit, bro? They mad baggy, they can probably fit Big Smoke
I run San Antonio, that is my base and home, like I’m Texan 50 and Tony Yayo


I’m steady shoegazing as I’m coughing up smoke from the Fronto
Need to hide my face pronto, I feel mad anxious just walking alone
I wanna go home but my girl kicked me out, said “I never want to see you again” on the phone
Asking the plug for a place to stay ‘til I get on my feet just so I don’t have to go back with my folks


What has my life turned to? Shit, I don’t know
I lost all sense of understanding long ago when I learned to chop them trees with my homies
Picked up food from Fred’s after smoking something that won’t leave: that being OG
Don’t really care if I die lonely, there’s plenty of girls that need bonin’ and many a forests to explore in, not talking about walking but smoking


No truer words have been spoken
But I ain’t a Ghost In his Shell, I be outside mad pompous, I ain’t agoraphobic
Stick to myself unless it’s to find green I can clash my bong with
After I blast crapitalistic scum and go deaf-mute when interrogated, I’m The Laughing Man, bruh


Fuck a White Tiger, my Blue kitty will cover that coke cat in blood
He’ll claw through the snow like a fiend’s nose to dope, I don’t smoke cigs, prefer bud, I just love my lungs too much
Hardly a rapper or producer, just another nigga out here trying to get more packs of buddha, cuz
So, let a negro know if you know a place to find and burn sum

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 ]

The Laughing Man (You Can Call Me Poison)

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)

Blue Tiger⁵「ॐ 」

https://youtu.be/6wcN8j-jr78

Played my discog on speakers and my crib burned down, Notre Dame
I’m smoking packs of the shit that makes life look like a movie by Trecartin
Some might call it DMT, I just say it’s whatever’s in my carton
DJ Chud hit the scene, y’all better get umbrellas and put your coats on

You might wanna leave cuz I’m drippin’ and I brought the rain with me
And I shine so bright like theres a light inside of me that someho  w switched on
Bomb this track ‘nd never look back, fuck nigga, I’m Saddam
So much cooch by all these models, Texas in my POV turned to Sodom

With steel in my liver as my hateful heart rottens
Been like this since my spawning, in living I don’t know how I can go on in
But a nigga will power through like Gohan
And to whoever pussy nigga is uptight and hating, you need to put in your tampon

I is number one but last, top and bottom frag, go ahead and check the scoreboard
Fuck the whole damn earth, yeah, but you still gotta get up, quit ya snoring
Laying down rotting like a corpse just isn’t a choice
You gotta get up or you’ll get toyed, fucking my plug’s girl again; this time she called me a moid

Don’t know why I hit it, 365 loop where I’m doing shit that makes me slowly insane and livid
That’s a proper way of living, worsen myself with all the blunt-chiefing and the desperate chicks wanting to get with it
She eat it even when I'm flaccid while I’m drunk off Henny
Don't know what I'm doing in life but this cash I'm grabbing a plenty

Hence why my pockets cheesy like fetty, I really can’t trust too many, these people are feddy
You don’t think I see the wires on your chest, you want me to think you an animatronic like Freddy?
I’m retarded, not slow, nigga, Heavens To Betsy
Why am I going Jason Vs Freddy on my opps when they still be copping Supreme off Etsy?

They say I’m supposed to be doing this and that and third, but I’ma just keep doing me and you can keep steering the ship with me or walk the plank, not a single fuckin' loss to me
Matter a fact, shoutout to when I caught a charge at age 6 for Piracy
That happened legitimately, uber Wallahi, why would I lie about that
I’m over here skullripping bud and green gardens while you fucking clowns are blowing Steamed Hams of crack

Corpus Christi BNB, I cannot go back
Energizer Bunny with that tool that go Boom Bap
And they say I needa slow down, but in my brain there’s no relax
Workaholic until my bones are brittle, 5 weeks with no nap

They call me a caffeine cat, but I feel like more of a monster
DJ Chud, but it ain't what you think, I got the name from Daughters
Kush pack what I kill and slaughter, they say I should quit what the fuck I'm on but I cannot bother
Fuck outta my spot, I took your place, I'm numba one and you're no longer

Jason Vs Freddy (Prod Me)

Texas Beat Scene to which I tried to be apart of
But not no mo, I could barely afford an 404, they told to get my clout up
But you know by now it’s Young Chud, I don’t really care about numbers unless it’s to get my silly bands up
Hence why I failed Precalculus, but do you think I fucked the teacher’s chick? You bet your sweet bippy I did

Don’t know where I’m headed with this music shit, it’s my dream and right now I think I’m living it but it could be more lavish
Yet I wouldn’t give it up, big or small, that’d be too savage, and not grounded in the reality that I live in right now that I can barely manage
I’m off Cloud Nine right now, but it’s only because I’m manic, the only thing that can calm me down these days is the green I roll that I must ensure is pedantic
I’m not too keen on smoking shit that’s laced up like New Balance, I try to be careful with this shit because I’m not trying to be the same pack I’m chiefing in

I know many hate me and I could bother to ask forgiveness and explain myself to them
But I can’t be arsed and I doubt they’ll listen so I’ll tell them eat my dick, spit shine my shoes and that I’m better than them
But there’s so many wrongs I did that are hard to go back and try and fix from when I was a stupid kid, so to say all that is ridiculous when I’m just a piece of shit
I’d prefer not to talk or think about it, cut my losses and fuck them, where’s the next hit?

Where’s this girl that I was just texting that said she’s coming over and down to ride it until sunset?
I don’t know what anyone wants, but I know I want to dig my hole in my own patch of dirt and rest
Chill in the hole that was made for me because that’s all there’s left
I’m trying to keep myself together and not fall apart limb by limb from the stress

Of modern day living, coming of age has me suffering
The prospect of 9-5 traps instead of doing what I want is what’s worrying
I gotta pray I won’t be trapped in between 4 white padded walls they deem a cubicle
‘Til I’m 97 and can’t take the pain no mo and fly my white flag since the rat race is cruel and brutal

I'd like to make it to old age, but not if I’m still a slave to this system that’s fucked me over so many times I have no choice but to hate
Forced to do shit that’s lame to get by and get paid, coulda sworn something like this was supposedly abolished by Abe
Just snap into anxious rage when I think about giving a single penny to the IRS or AAA
Maybe it’s not as bad as I’m making it seem, but fuck it, it’s my song so I’ma complain

And you can click off, but deep inside you know I'm right
Even if you whine that I'm uptight and should stop throwing pity parties randomly throughout these nights
And I think to a degree you're right, I should be less conscious and just keep getting high, I like when bud makes me retarded for a bit so my brain closes it's eyes

ClouddddddddddNinE 【prod dj chud】

https://youtu.be/mionb9XXTNA

I’m in the Cash Domain mansion, somewhere in bumfuck Texas
She’s not answering my texts, I guess she’s back with her ex-man  that looks like NovaOnline 
I stare out the window while it rains bumping Ginuwine, sippin’ sour grape wine as my scattered brain flys
I kinda wanna relink with her at amplified  for closure, but I’m not sure if that's the best idea when even the devil on my shoulder is saying that wouldn’t be kosher

It’s summertime and she playing games, Summer Games, I feel like Drake
Owl the way I’m awake in the late, nocturnal until my brain’s decayed
And my eyes have more baggage than Kim K, feds on my ass, they learned I was selling DXM sodas when I went to John Jay
I mean, what can I say? It was Freshman year and I was tryna get paid, adolescent tweakers off whom I was making bank

Since then, I’ve gone sorta clean and set myself straight, no longer need to sell loot from my  medicine cabinet crafting OTC drank
Back in the day, I repped fake drain, now I just dip my toes in all kinds of strains
Ferraro, stand down, I’m the real Prince Of Rain with the navy blue cape, in it I’ll fuck your bitch today

Watch the throne as I skip rocks at the lake, same shallow waters I’ll put in a fuck nigga coming ‘round to hate
Put you in the creek but I ain’t Dawson, still think about that girl I fumbled like I’m Billy Brown and she Wendy Balsam
I’m chiefing rapper weed, it’s pretty awesome, the crumbs get on my thrifted pieces of Gosha
That have holes in them, I wouldn’t say I’m proper but I’m definitely more posher than a good chunk of all y’all

I’m a humble bee but I hang with WASPs, I just flew in another Art School Bop and gave her the black chalk
She annoying as shit, white and nepotist, UT Austin trick bumping Penelope Scott
Couldn’t pay me to listen that garb, even if you held up a pistol to my dome and threatened to make me drop

Still wouldn’t, who you think I am, brah? Use your noggin
I’ll give this anglo hoe this, she copped me some Guns Of Brixton to aim at my targets
So, don’t come around my parts unless you want to get clashed with the bullets
Yo chick a party front ‘n back like an avant-garde mullet

These Disney goofies be full of it, I clapperboard their mothers harder when they start that acting
Trust me, I ain’t in Whitehouse but I’m all about Live Action, stop frontin’ and play your part as greyed out, unlocked and hanging  in the backend
Boundary Break the way I’m tapped in, got the keys to the ignition so I’m next up to drive this game out of the traffic it’s stuck in
Oldheads babbling and hating like Mcgucket, getting to the top of the game is like chasing the dragon but fuck it, I’ll keep on  running because the music I love it too much to just give up over really nothin’

Sunk cost fallacy, been in this shit for half a decade and then some, you pussy niggas is Benson the way I’m having fun and you’re just mad and being a tight cunt
And not the type I’d hit either,  I’ma Hi-Point you big skeptics out and turn you all into believers
I took yo hoe away from you because you beat her, plus my meat is way meatier and she’s a fan so that’s all what I feed ‘er, your brain won’t handle the pressure from the blasting of my heater so shut all that shit up before you meet a face full o’ millimeter
And I’d be doing you a favor, plastic surgery, you’re chopped like a Jeepers Creeper

Summer Games ☀ (p. DJ Chud)

https://youtu.be/M-GyhSQfveM

Caffeineworld, USA
That's where a nigga stay and lay, except for when I'm taking flights to Kronik City up in Tennessee
No More Parties In LA, slamming down cups of Star Blast Bang mixed with the drank
And when I say drank, I mean the fuckin' 'tussin

Your guts hit the ground when I get to rocket clutching, or slashing, I am a Blacksmith, Delsym and Rockstar until I hit the ground in spasms
Y'all gotta talk less and start getting active, You Killed Me First like Bomb20 so don't get mad when I'm reactive
And all these niggas think they know who I am based on past transactions, not even with them, just their dumb friends who they met by being jackasses
Fuck you and them, nigga, I'm on a new level from the C-4 I ingested

Alongside the Venom, put it all in a blender, chug it all down in one sitting, now I'm looking like a menace
You scary niggas Mask yourselves like Rocky Dennis, in this game I'm my own teacher, can never be an apprentice
The feds are like your favorite rapper the way they're on my tail like a Slowbro
In love with the cocoa, it make life feel faster rather than slower, Thirsty And Miserable for it much like this sample that keep on goin'

Drinkin' Monster outside of the retirement home, got all the grandmamas saying that's a witch's he-brewed potion
But, I don't really buy it, maybe I'm too stupid to notice
You do coke once that could be cut, You're Dead like Flying Lotus
But, you do caffeine once or twice, you'll grow wings in a moment's notice

Caffeineworld, USA
That's where a nigga stay and lay, except for when I'm taking flights to Kronik City up in Tennessee
No More Parties In LA, slamming down cups of Star Blast Bang with the drank
And when I say drank, I mean the fuckin' 'tussin

Nigga what's up? In case you were filtered by that line in the last verse, I must reiterate I'm doing cocoa beans not snow, uh
I think I devalue myself pretty hard but I couldn't bring myself to do the blow and the speed and the dope and all the shit that makes a Winter Wonderland up in my nose
What the fuck is the problem? I'm more based than your favorite artist, leading me to question why they're at the top and I'm still fragging at the bottom

But, it's cuz no one likes the real shit
All of our food, money and the Barbie World society we live in is plastic so no wonder when they hear my shit they get real mad at it
They thought I'd stop after BT dropped, but I'm back at it
Though, I never left, pussy nigga, I'm a production addict

Hoboss, live extra extra cuz I'm all about it, nigga gots to have the paper so with that I make sure I'm surrounded
C.R.E.A.M, nigga, it rule everything around me, but it ain't controlling me, I know I'm worth more than a dime, nickle and penny
Or a buck tree fiddy, niggas want my help to start their lousy careers like a subsidy
But I don't know how to help them rise from where they fell from, the rap game is cut throat and cold and busy like New York City

So, to make it in this town you must be lucky and know the RNG
I hardly do myself but I hope my NRG is enough to still get to wherever it leads
Cuz all these rap niggas bigger in the game music stink like Bacterian
But I hardly pay no mind since I'm chugging something that always makes me ecstatic and delirious

Caffeineworld, USA (Thirsty 'N Miserable) [p ME]

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)]

https://youtu.be/a9X88_br7cM

I keep a blade in my DODECA, in my jeans like Ginuwine
RMC on deck too, I rock shit from 2009
That pussy boy swimming with the fishes, Quality Time
I'm with Africa in the Hampton Inn, smoking blunts and looking at the skyline

What's rolled is the finest sticker bushes, rocking DKNY
And Dsquared even though it's summertime, never learn my lesson, I done dropped the blunt right on my thigh
It be burning me, but it's more warm than this cold eternity will ever be
Yo bitch anti-natalist, got her on Plan B

You can't keep up with what I'm on and that's clear for me and you to see
Keep the good music pushing even with the lowest of low views to me
I see this growing and becoming a destiny, so right now it don't matter much to me
I'm a small fry but you'll get blown to mince meat if you step to or fuck with me

Barely rhyming but I certainly hear the money when it chimes in from this
Most of y'all can't stack them chips and are pussy chipmunks just like Simon
I must say I'm doubtful right now, but I try to predict the future and it looks brightening but sometimes it feels like there's a dull in it's lighting
Lately I've just felt so cold and wandering and growing up has had me frightened

But we'll prosper, pessimistic mindset will get me nowhere other than a coffin
I must Dump The Fucking Rubbish and rise above it quick before 3, 2, 1, I'm dead
No sex game but I stay collecting heads
Slice it off ya neck 'till I'm splashed in every single shade of red

I'm happy bathing in my ignorance
Crushing cannabis into crumbs that I then roll and burn shipped straight from the LES
I don't do Santi White like most of these kids, it's usually cut with something that kills alotta dipshits
I'm pretty dumb but with that group of junkie jackasses Ion think I fit in

Y'know, the ones that scratch themselves for even the slightest bit of Serotonin? I just can't roll with
Take my grass and mow it, do not do blow in my fuckin' car, jit, you ain't Clipse
Speaking of which, got new Kushpack cheap, word to Zu, it smell like a Gamestop
Enter the scene giving no fucks and rising to top with still none

Caffeine in my system, fist up in your sister's guts
Steel Reserve in my liver and it overflows my red cup
Neon Kitchens in my peripheral vision when I'm messed up
It's temporary and I know this, I know what's to come later on

A nigga goin' gym, had to get my muscle up
You net niggas thick-n-wire-headed and droolin' dumb
Just blew up a Vylet Pony fan working at PacSun
I just bipped right on the highway and ran over 4lung

Not fucking with selfish internet honkies and their undeserved self-love
When it's clear you didn't and don't do shit nor worked hard to get your bucks up
You just hit yo mama up to get ya trust funds
Could never get it on your own coz you're an undisciplined stupid cunt

So, in the end you'll get fucked like one, you don't really have guns
Never liked Diamond Tiara ass niggas like a Frazier-Herndon
Has it ever dawned on these cracker jacks they're embarrassing peons?
I hope they fans as oblivious as they are, if they run up, they'll meet God

Lord, I hate these fucking clods I share this sphere of music with
They can all, much like they moms, swallow the pus that my black dick emits
I'm at H-E-B, copping CBD from my homie watching for the police whips
Y'all be on that Cliff Huxtable ish, and a nigga ain't goin for it

3, 2, 1, I'm Dead.【Prod Me.. Again】

https://youtu.be/TeKCRrzACEU

Light and roll one and pass it to the team like a relay
On my Hype Williams, in the gym, Doin’ Roids and Killin’ E'rything
No Ruben Slikk but I see the fed’s droids creeping SA
They’re after me, but I don’t give a fuck, you can still die today

I level up too fast, might need to slow down and pump my brakes
In my life, it’s fleeting fireflies and finding your pace
I’m shining bright and fresh like a new piece from Johnny Dang and Colgate
Just bought pack on copays, burn and chief one and pack up and I leave the state

I’m one of God’s instruments, so it only makes sense that I’m played
And when I hear myself out of tune, I whip it right back in shape
I’m the best in the glitch game since Evany in ‘08
Make it and share my winnings with the guys, we eat off the same plate

CashDomainPornoCultShop, we 2 kings
You try to sign us, enter a bidding war, we spend on the money on the fakest of diamond rings
Do not book us studio time, my harem's where we do recording
It's where the hits are made with newly divorced single babes, every size and shape

I'm not just talking music, copped a Skepta shirt in size M from the plug in Sussex
When I'm with bae, know we drink to my success
And accomplishments, it's to grow with time but it's nice to get an early rise start to it
I'm FlightReacts, fuck your feelings, I ain't an altruist

I'm living out my dreams, I'm on the moons of Derse and Prospit
I spit on her taint and clit before my shaft go in, when I'm in it, I swim like a dolphin
Dog on the roof like Snoopy, I'm Pumpkin Waltzing
We're not the same, bro, I heard you be police calling

I handle biz outside like a real man, you inside agoraphobic
I'm at the mall with my friend, buyin' cologne and garments
The Tom Ford kiosk know me, yo mans still shop at Hot Topic, he a fugly Brony
Step out Forever 21 with CK on me, homie, what it cost? About thirty

Leave you niggas greyed out in the game like you bathed in sharpie
I've seen snake niggas slither hi to me and turn on me
In less than 24 hours, whatever, I smoke bud by the quarter pounder
In love with the green, ain't poppin' downers, these niggas switch up, sweet and sour

Yo man ain't a real man or whatever DEVO said
Jocko Homo ass bitch bumping Sign Crush Motorist
That shit is garbage, on my fucking kid, I've come to crush dorks with my diamond fists until blood's all over them
And the ground is turned to bits, I 'm way harder than these skids, much like the Clermont twins' fake tits

Won't give up on music, it's my past time and silver lining
I'ma reach the top stock climbing with no declining
Whoever told you Chud was broke they was really lying
To your face, you better name names, I'ma leave them pussy boys crying

Derse & Prospit (prod @djchud2 @DJCHUD @DJCHUD2)

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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 』

BLUE TIGER Out Now all plats
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⠀DJ (C)annibalistic (H)umanoid (U)nderground (D)weller 

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