GRAVE DIGGER - (beat prod. by Jae Tee)

YANGREAPER - LOST LUCID DREAMING

RESET (prod. by YANGREAPER)

YANGREAPER - Devilish

Out On Top (instrumental)

Silhouettes

Made 2% Fade - (prod. by yangreaper)

Yang Shx7

Daydreamer - (prod. by yangreaper)

Lyrics

Imma dark knight a kinda Sith Lord fader
Rule, battle, and conquer like Darth Vader
Cutting and slashing through troopers with my terrawatt Saber
Why smoke you with a bullet when I can pierce right through you and pop you with a laser

It's my return and I'm not the last
Like your memories now picture the past
In a far away place in a world too vast
A shooter, I'm not, but I'll slaughter the class

I am yo father and you are my son
Watching you cry when sing a song
That pappy left on a holochron
And move on to cut up obi-wan

Bars will echo and go hard
Like they made of Bespar
racing these pods man fuck cars
chick be blowing me luke like did the death star

Better watch out cuz Rob ya
Snatching yo shit like a jawa
Watch your bitch as she slobber
Dick be bigger than old jabba

Murder your race from dusk to dawn
Watching you limp just like a fawn
I am like grand admiral thrawn
It was part of my plan and you are the pawn

Stomping on Niggas like an AT
Get big on dudes that the AT
Inferno squad no more A Team
take yo shot cute like a baby

Hook:
Overlords, we be
the light of my saber is the last you will see
Overlords, we are
Maccing on planets and harnessing stars
Overlords, we is
Fuck the ambassador and give her my kids
The order and sith were not ready for this
they even sent jango, i'm fucking up shit

More like I'm maul I resemble the devil
Leave your body a float no need for a shovel
Fuck up yo shit go revolt, then rebel
Running fades on the front no match for level

wicked and deadly like cade bane
Killing Niggas and taking names
Rep like a rebel ride for my gang
bye bye republic no more of your reign

Running that shit don't know what you on
Blow up your shit like it was alderran
I am the master and you paddlewan
Like Quygon was to obi wan

I fucking up rats named ricky full diss
Take yo shot you a trooper you miss
Better be careful getting that kiss
for all you know it might just be you sis

I shoot the first shot like Han solo
into hiding like luke on the low bro
No heart of gold ever for the show yo
intellectual like cp 3po

Now lets run it back to Tatooine 
Imma tear up like a fiend
Crossin out Niggas with an x-wing
I find your lack of faith disturbing

Hook:
Overlords, we be
the light of my saber is the last you will see
Overlords, we are
Maccing on planets and harnessing stars
Overlords, we is
Fuck the ambassador and give her my kids
The order and sith were not ready for this
they even sent jango, i'm fucking up shit


OVERLORDS - (prod. by premise)

You probably already heard of my sound before
Anchor down dudes and make em french the floor
Now i'm gonna kill it and know there's gore
Gripping on these bars till my hands be sore

Ripping and tearing like a 90's slasher
Eye on the ball like Yankees catcher
Automatically born a sociopath sir
Percent after 2 reps every thrasher

Evens and odds, even the odds, for even the odds, that never fit in
Right, even those odds are evenly odd with evens and odds that feel like their kin
Yes even some odds feel even yet odd with evens and odds that also bear sin
And even us odds know even we're odd with evenly odds and i''ll say it again

Nickels to dimes sometimes with the rhyme
Grinding and finding now show me a sign
Rocked and chalked death ain't that kind
Everlasting blasting no track of time

All mad and calm with a devilish tune
Painted on tat be more like a rune
Ex-terminator we'll be back soon
Reaping howling right off to the moon

Young not reckless but i get real stupid
Angel of death like an anti-cupid
Niggas be dreaming stuck in a lucid
Guns don't need em got a blade and I'll use it

Riling like a mad lad
Who was mad glad
Coming up a rad fad
Acting mad bad
Just a not even a tad sad
When he up and stab vlad
Saw him as a bad cad
In a room that had pad

Staying loaded like a blacked mag
Dressed in all black rag
Mysterious as the black stag
Spotted cross the black zag
Where you first played tag
Where you first bagged shag
Before started on that riding dick like a heated bitch you jockey slow lad

Hook:
You bouta learn this shit like ABC's
When I'm done you gonna know Homie
Y to the A to the N to the G
R-E-A-P-E-R me
Simple to know like 123
Fuck being calm no more tai-chi
Y to the A to the N to the G
R-E-A-P-E-R me

King of spades and the king of ashes
Tyrannically lyrical give you some lashes
I can promise you on god that I ain't no fascist
Take up arms and go slaughter the masses

Bet one day imma catch you slackin
Better be even more than just packin
You skull lookin right lets get to crackin
This is like poker and bodies keep stackin

Jumping up like A pogo
That's a slogo
On the logo
Running up
That's a no go
Hold on that's no no
Pull at yo ma's bro
Hit me with that throat yo
That's a low blow
Take this L and thats a fold joe
Hit you too hard don't catch a fold yo
Better hurry up
Cuz you in slomo
Skills are so so
On some ape shit mojo jojo

Don't get tripped up because you straight flaggin
Sink you like a boat take you down like the kracken
Or maybe roast yo ass spitting heat like a dragon
Have you on the run when i'm done you'll be a has been

Bouta catch hands like I'm in a ballgame
Got that hot fire inhale breathe flame
Picture perfect put that bit in a frame
Getting back into it and leave you face looking all maimed 

Better check yourself up like a 1, 2
Ripping the mic after testing 1, 2
Boxing and weaving hit that 1, 2
Thems the terms paragraph section 1, 2

Here with my niggas my gang my crew
We clownin and tripping acting like a fool
A jester a joker a wildcard screw
And don't think you're safe cuz you'll float too

Make em sang dang
Back boomerang
Wild like a stang
When ol yang
Bares fangs
Leaving blood stains
As he reps his gang
Yang shit he spits his slang
High with the shang
Raised on wu tang
It's what I claim
The Fire of yang
In another Lang
La Fuego de yang
Like I'm from spain
And I'll Smoke em all
like I was a train
They able I'm kane
Time for my reign 
Upgrade from drip to rain
Make an feel pain
Drive em insane
When I rang

Hook:
You bouta learn this shit like ABC's
When I'm done you gonna know Homie
Y to the A to the N to the G
R-E-A-P-E-R me
Simple to know like 123
Fuck being calm no more tai-chi
Y to the A to the N to the G
R-E-A-P-E-R me

Spell It Out - (prod. by yangreaper)

CHALKED - (prod. by yangreaper)

I see you there trying only defying
can't stop it now you gon be dying
so please if you could, stop your crying
I'm making a noose n wanna focus on tying

All lost n not found
there's no one in bound
scream like a hound
they won't hear a sound

I'll laugh like clown while patting your mound way outta town
where you can't be found
take these bars and this beat n drop em on down
Meet you midtown I'd say around sundown
after that pay respects to your ma cuz her son downed

Scowl and glare at  me all that you please
don't be mad at me cuz yang can't be appease
tied that noose now you'll sleep with the trees
ain't that the bees knees so easy it's just a breeze

I'm aiming for head, shoulders, knees
lock ya in the casket and eat the keys
bet you'll pray down there like oh jesus please
but deal with a devil came with it's fees

wicked n rotten down to our tattered cores
horns on my head like I'm facing matadors
If you wanna try me, I'm at your local stores
ain't gon be talking once I stomp your vocal chords

You finna get jacked jack
beat you with a jacked jack
now lookie lookie now jack's jacked
cuz I shot ya a look back 
like jack jack n that's that
cuz you ain't jack jack n that's a fat fact
now if you please just step back mac

dropping that bread like I am gretel
cuz I'm the s*** like I'm in a cesspool
Going hard 10+1 full metal
Nailing yo chick like jesus, mental

Pull out the cannon hit ya with the shutter shot
Lay you on the side real quick, call it gutter shot
got that 9 iron, then see what that putter's got
Best to put you with the fish once all the butter's hot

I'm too mad now so please believe I gots no merce for ya
Put that deck in your girl's guts like her name was ursula
Punk bois like you from my town we got a curse for ya
Little chicken boy all he can say is the acorn level fluh

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