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LYRICS:

Yuh Bushido
You ain’t throw shit on my name
Ronin a wolf when he break out the cage
Tried to erase me but failed so horribly 
You ain’t got honor
Nah you just a fake
Show some respect for I dig up yo grave
Pussy mo’fuckers want beef then they fade
All the smoke they can’t handle 
I’m free from my chains
All of them talking but won’t come and fight it’s a shame 
Stick em with the motherfucking blade
And gut em I ain’t got the time of day to deal with these lames 
Sneaking up with dagger in my hand
I’m boutta put it in your back
For all the times you made me think that you were real 
it’s really depressing when I take a look back
All I see is the games that you played 
And I don’t see a time where you ain’t use me for your own damn gain it’s
Fuck you fuck yo crew fuck all the shit you lied about to make it seem like you knew
I been steady growing by the day now
Imma Look you in the eyes and say I’m boutta fuckin take off
Like a rocket leave you grey now
Never speak your name and break off
Any connections that I had before I’m leaving you to fade now bitch
I’m batshit
Cut on my face leave it twisted 
Pay me for murder just gimme the target
Carpet rolled up with bodies for profit 
Enter the yard and I’m starting a mosh pit
Cut the strings
No feelings
Dead inside what silence brings 
Conscious but I’m suffering 
Rope tied up to the ceiling
Fire a warning shot into yo brain
You are not honest and you ain’t a hero
No loyalty bound to meet dead in the center
And when we do know i ain’t taking the shame yuh

BUSHIDO [prod. Gravy Beats]

Prod. YCK

Setting up alarms empty bed I’m getting dressed 
Near the end another month and all these bills have got me pressed
I don’t know if we can make it I might put them on my credit
Imma have to pay em off a different time not on my debit
Where’d the money go that’s the biggest mystery
They need another stimulus they’ve got a couple kids to feed
From the way that things are looking we might take a second mortgage out
They’ve been advocating for the things they’re uninformed about
What’s a ballot making no change I swear the system’s callous
Throwing up arms in each three branches claim it’s for the check and balance
It don’t matter which wing that you’re part of they’re on the same bird
Onto the steps of the capitol making a scene and making our names heard
I need a doctor writing a slip I need my  antidepressants
Gone in a second right when that virus hit yeah that was all so unexpected
Blink of an eye when a quarter million fell off the face of the fucking earth
Down with the government we’ve had our sufferance they don’t know what it’s like to work

Those who have lost raise your fists say “aye”
Those who were wronged but resist stand high
No rules for the suits legislation that they wrote
Cause you’re a number in the game and you’re another empty vote
Okay with this machine
And corporate disease
The slaves to wages bound
They make the world go round
Alright with this red tape
And public dead weight
The ones you cannot trust
They don’t look out for us

Each light inside a building represents a living person
Clocking in and clocking out I said goodbye won’t be returning
Stumble up a flight of stairs I made it to the rooftop
I won’t plummet to the ground if you could promise you’d stop
How is it accepted that we work a 9 to 5
When that and sleeping are 2/3rds of all the time that we’re alive
How are we complicit with the things we find explicit
But we wouldn’t move a finger change a system that’s illicit
We don’t need clean water fuck the air it stays polluted
Crooked attorneys they recruited now the facts are so disputed
2 + 2 to make a 5 this been the world they want to live in
Cruel administrative treason strips the rights that we were given
No way to strike won’t send the message when the militia comes
Stocking these guns the flag’s in flames inhaling the gas up in our lungs
Send in the SWAT we ain’t forgot strategical way to stir confusion
Now the country’s at a split it’s left or right dissolve the union

Those who have lost raise your fists say “aye”
Those who were wronged but resist stand high
No rules for the suits legislation that they wrote
Cause you’re a number in the game and you’re another empty vote
Okay with this machine
And corporate disease
The slaves to wages bound
They make the world go round
Alright with this red tape
And public dead weight
The ones you cannot trust
They don’t look out for us

Cog in the Machine

Captain Price prod. FALLEN

Prod. YCK, feat. Walter
Melody prod. NicolayZay

What I’m encircled by is contrived and becoming staged now
Draining it dry supplied and short-sighted they haven’t changed how
These are people plotting and they’ll take advantage of
What it be you’ve made or gotten ‘less you started standing up

Time for me to take a stab at it
Too many rappers stay half assing
Mark my words I got bad habits
In a wool coat I’m at the Black Sabbath
This movement’s unusual
Might detect that they’re too unsuitable
For the game and they melt in the crucible
But can’t transmute me I’m immutable
But the weight be getting too hard to carry
Anything they’re setting been arbitrary
Evidence well that’s smart to bury
Did same crimes but the fucking charges vary
I don’t need advice or a damn intervention
Little boy scared cause I’m there in her mentions 
Check what I’m doing but deny deny
There’s no protocol that I’m abiding by
All of em trippin and buggin out
Luck been awarding em sudden clout
None of em gonna be holding onto it
And I’m on my perch like the fuck are they doing
Some would agree then we watch some pass
How I feel about a critic motherfucker touch grass
I don’t need to prove a thing to anyone but me
Till the day that I’m gone that I’m dead that I’m free

What I’m encircled by is contrived and becoming staged now
Draining it dry supplied and short-sighted they haven’t changed how
These are people plotting and they’ll take advantage of
What it be you’ve made or gotten ‘less you started standing up

And the day that I’m gone and I’m dead and I’m free 
Don’t mean nothing to me know the love is so cheap 
They be ripping my heart out I fell to the ground 
Like I’m breaking my knees should I stay or I leave
Breath 
I got no hope 
I got cold souls and my soul broken I’m so frozen 
No you can’t help me you can’t tell me nothing i ain’t got no love I’m like fuck it 
And I got pain all in my stomach 
Feeling so gone feeling like running  
Thinking back then man I wish I’d have done it 
Wish I could die on a pile of money 
Prolly die broke in this bitch and I’m bummy 
I’m keeping it real man I keep it a hunnid 
They tryna take all the happiness from me 
I been pursuing that shit like I’m Cudi 
Even back then man I wish they would love me 
Put pain in the purp I been smoking up plenty 
Smoking O up out the brick I swerve a bit like turbulence 
I can’t feel my face when I’m with you heard of this 
I been thinking bout my life I feel unsure of it 
Searching past the earth and learning shit it hurt a bit

What I’m encircled by is contrived and becoming staged now
Draining it dry supplied and short-sighted they haven’t changed how
These are people plotting and they’ll take advantage of
What it be you’ve made or gotten ‘less you started standing up

YCK x Walter - Encircled

Prod. YCK

Yeah you're a fucking faker ain’t mistaken you’re a petty thief
I'm the undertaker these remains were lent lamentably
Hear me my precious carrion when it’s wrapped up and said and done
Lend the keys into the chapel and the tabernacle I’m a paladin inserted I will die unsung

Rake it in pay to win I’m always staying pissed
Actions don’t matter like I am a fatalist
Mangling the drywall sipping up the Fireball
Tapping in the cracks tell me what can’t a wire solve
Raw with no gauze melt the protons
Wanna talk about the trouble that the fucking clones caused
What we had caught em with all that incompetence
I am immobile bitch I’m no apologist
Puncturing my lungs emptied drums I’m fucked up
Strung out looking where’s the Tums
Like I’m in a fever dream but cannot wake up
Need to be distracted need to paper chase yuh
I don’t like living may be drinking down the antifreeze
Keep on feeding on the many fibs and many fantasies
Got a lifestyle that you can’t sustain
But you had it coming hoe don’t complain

Yeah you're a fucking faker ain’t mistaken you’re a petty thief
I'm the undertaker these remains were lent lamentably
Hear me my precious carrion when it’s wrapped up and said and done
Lend the keys into the chapel and the tabernacle I’m a paladin inserted I will die unsung

Bomb inside the fuselage can’t evacuate
Know that you’ve been using our approaches and the ways
That we set ourselves apart and I should have envisioned it
You never had us compensated but my damn commission did
Long live the desert where nothing freeze
Bitch imma do whatever what the fuck I please
I will walk on this bed of nails
Then to celebrate barricades seldom scaled
If we wanna sic em we send in Rottweilers
You a fucking traitor modern day John Tyler
Marked with the zeal of a dead man
Now bark like a seal in the bedpan
When I’m finished they will put my body in the pantheon
They’re bowing down and worshipping the ground that I’ve been standing on
Ash in to ash ceramic cups
Cash in to cash satanic crux

Yeah you're a fucking faker ain’t mistaken you’re a petty thief
I'm the undertaker these remains were lent lamentably
Hear me my precious carrion when it’s wrapped up and said and done
Lend the keys into the chapel and the tabernacle I’m a paladin inserted I will die unsung

Paladin

Prod. YCK

Trapped and I caught you bluffing
Don’t know what it is I’m huffing
Ain’t coming down there from it
Got the drill so I filled up my stomach
Slip then I slide when I siphon from the gas tank
Dip when I ride living life in the fast lane

Resurrected the last thing I heard is you fled
From the wreckage that you made you’d rather flee instead
Tried averting but you could only run so far
‘Fore the cobra caught up dried em out so scarred
Dropped that shit for the trust fund kids
Bitch I’m the one who done it if someone did
From a city where nobody want no one to be great
In these visions I don’t make it want to die it’s innate
Sail to the straits the Aegean Sea
Now I’m trailed to the center like it’s TMZ
To these motherfuckers they claiming who is an icon
I don’t give a damn about a list they got their eyes on
State of oblivion in scanning the meridian
Something controversial made they’re bringing the committee in
10 to 1 quota moving so I’ll be below the
Surface giving me a minute to explain the words I wrote up

Trapped and I caught you bluffing
Don’t know what it is I’m huffing
Ain’t coming down there from it
Got the drill so I filled up my stomach
Slip then I slide when I siphon from the gas tank
Dip when I ride living life in the fast lane

Faith in it’s sacred the bastions of hell
For the credence and creed disinfect and expel
Pure and then it’s vile
Making it easy reject and defile
But do not revise look who denies
Sanctity’s mangled the lord of the flies
Exorcised do not expect to rise
Up to the heavens mistakes ain’t been rectified
Convertibles here then be brought to infernos
You’re bringing the shackles but I don’t deserve those
What’s the mean of measuring particular volition
Does it warrant any punishment or warrant an excision
See the reaper coming as a fucking repercussion
I don’t ever sleep or nothing gotta keep the meter running
Say what have I done to be engulfed up in the flames
Got the stake in the carotid need the cult to be contained

Trapped and I caught you bluffing
Don’t know what it is I’m huffing
Ain’t coming down there from it
Got the drill so I filled up my stomach
Slip then I slide when I siphon from the gas tank
Dip when I ride living life in the fast lane

Fast Lane

Prod. Vasporo @vasporo x YCK

Break free from the constraints that have held me in error
Take me there to the temple away from the terror
Guilt weighs so heavily the misdeed not reprieved for
Spilled I’m allegedly the skeptic plant the C4

Biomes of attrition mixing compost for the harvest
In this climate you conform or you’ll be labeled an alarmist
Offices attracting those who are not all the fucking sharpest
Striking out the optic field then I be casing it when it’s darkest
Sycophantic vampires acquiring the property
Monetizing any product and maintaining the poverty
Made a team of consultants that you put there to interpret
The deposition by the witness there had seemed to confirm it
Bread and butter sent in to cover and justify
What was done if you’re a lunatic breathing then what am I
Throwing aside nowhere to hide bitch I’m unhinged
Then I’m stoking the fire go when I’m right taking thumbprints

Break free from the constraints that have held me in error
Take me there to the temple away from the terror
Guilt weighs so heavily the misdeed not reprieved for
Spilled I’m allegedly the skeptic plant the C4

Decapitating the management went internal for the rupture
Sundered paralyzed group won’t be doing much for
Citizens paycheck to paycheck they gone need a raincheck
Shipping hate mail with the veiled threats
Hoarding strings of data can see that you never had a
Difficulty coming up but you’d claim it was only random
You ain’t ever seen the wrath of somebody that fucking lost
They continue getting ‘way with it fearing I flip a cross
Live with the broadcast bigots on the podcast
We won’t contain this spread
There ain’t no programs what I’m doing so damned
Clipping it down to shreds
Emitting a stench that we cannot ignore
Using eminence over the battered and poor
Mob mentality ducking
Peel em apart we’re shouting fuck it

Break free from the constraints that have held me in error
Take me there to the temple away from the terror
Guilt weighs so heavily the misdeed not reprieved for
Spilled I’m allegedly the skeptic plant the C4

Uncaged

Prod. YCK

You’ve been unaffected by what you’ve inflicted
You’ve done unto others because you’re addicted
The taste of the power the force and the faculties
Ain’t no regard for the injured or casualties
Sterilizing codified and deeply rooted tomes
Oozing ohms go to chisel my intent into the stones
Gel packs put me to a phase of cryostasis
Let me freeze let me be I was born in the oasis
Ski mask in the briefcase sealed airtight
With the contraband 4 on 1 ain’t a fair fight
Then the scavengers come they’re plucking untrained eyes
To a higher plane scanning for the unclaimed prize
Ribcage exposed a grim fate imposed
And you a poser a fraud and as fake as those
Hoes that do anything for a blue check
Or the ones who pay $200 for a fucking crewneck

Six six six they’re worshipping archaic cliques
No dose sticks by nature it cannot be fixed
Cancel decrees each of the Ten Commandments
Forcing the exodus emptied encampments
Linking the nexus and pledging allegiance
A nation to prosper abusing the weakness

R&D it’s dumping free
Falling to redundancy
Handouts I thought you the man how
The fuck you been sinking I’m someone who had doubts
Tell me what good are the views when they’ve been all bought
You got no shot seethe and cope a small dot
Ain’t even a blip ya barely making fucking zip
And when I pull up they in trouble they suddenly done dipped
Awakened and in danger my life’s what I wagered
Because I made a payment and swapped for the waiver
Shoveling sand might not like what you digging
To uncover what is hiding and you ain’t the one remitted
Direct disrespect to the crucifix you’d affix
Ludicrous that you’d expect me to do the shit
I ain’t been assigned to do light into every nook
Fables might ensue write a new first edition of the book

Six six six they’re worshipping archaic cliques
No dose sticks by nature it cannot be fixed
Cancel decrees each of the Ten Commandments
Forcing the exodus emptied encampments
Linking the nexus and pledging allegiance
A nation to prosper abusing the weakness

Prod. YCK

Shanking a twisted motherfucker just to show em I mean business
Cross the name off of the hit list getting red up from the litmus
Know by now that I’m depraved I’m the ripple and the wave
Removing unpacking unwrapping the daggers that fall in me they remind me what I crave
You are nothing but a contingent fluke
Cause it wasn’t no skill that was given to you
New weak track boutta flock to the internet
Almighty god we can’t ever let him forget
2 out of 3 I call that an isosceles
Put em on mute with these different philosophies
You want attention then cut horizontally
How many laws that I follow unlawfully
Cycle around like a roundabout
And I’m a no one in a too-crowded town
Say that I’m something without the clout
Then wonder who’s gonna talk with the loudest mouth

He has risen far above the common man
What is missing your deceit I’m not a fan 
Seated in the citadel the point of singularity
Guarded by the consecrated now observe with clarity
Too invested for extraction to the sky
Still infested with these wicked thoughts of mine
Infinitesimal to be compressed in a vacuum the records will not be expunged
Been imperceptible but unpreventable blood on the film is creating a smudge

Depression is a bitch I’ve seen it’s a fact a bit too well
Suspended in the abyss who else wanna fuck with me in the hole that you dwell 
Encroaching on the liberties initiating new upheavals
Damage the planet and all its inhabitants they got a patent expending the diesel
Separation you scared of that
You won’t stay right here like where you at
Ain’t a secret tracked down go to my scent
And I got no fucking halo parked over my head
Fuck it I’m sober enough ain’t no dope in the cut
For now I will be choking on rust
Trick up my sleeve with the coke and the dust
I’ll be killed by the overdose hoping it does
In no mood for the theistic shit
But I’m coming up short what the meaning is
Got what I want still destitute
Wanna shroud myself wanna end it too

He has risen far above the common man
What is missing your deceit I’m not a fan 
Seated in the citadel the point of singularity
Guarded by the consecrated now observe with clarity
Too invested for extraction to the sky
Still infested with these wicked thoughts of mine
Infinitesimal to be compressed in a vacuum the records will not be expunged
Been imperceptible but unpreventable blood on the film is creating a smudge

Citadel

Dysphoria (feat. Mvko & Skylarallen) [prod. ROOSEVELT]

CASH (Prod. AMANTES)

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Paladin

YCK

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