@slowkeysenzo hell yeah bro🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏💯💯💯💯💯 I see some.of the plays from.it alreadyyyyy...good lookin bro..and im still writin to that beat you sent..got a lil lovey bop goin💪

bro u gotta bring this back on YouTube this fucken song is my favorite song idk why but your flow and beat u use is ughhh 

no sure u did not followed me back?!?!?! bruhhh ur a real one I swear I can't wait when u really blow up people sleep on u 😴  they needa  wake up

I remember when you dropped this on discord and it’s still one of the best flows 😂

Why They Don_t Love Me illumin

Make It Double

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Lyrics
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[INTRO]
(The Twilight)
...tell ‘em how it is.

[VERSE 1]
Wake up, Neo. National homicide.
Corporate greed is the reason the American dream died.
You don't see the knife because there's wool over your eyes. (Where?)
You don't see the lie–their smoke and mirrors are too nice. (Yeah)
How much more they gotta do to give you guys a clue? (Huh?)
Colonel Mustard in the Oval Office with a noose.
Strangled bodies on the pavement and the cronies gettin’ a boost.
Cash rules everything; now, Mr. Green lookin' like a tool. (Haha)
No wrench in the plan. Murder anyone who stands up
to the way it's always been: scarlet handed white men. (Damn)
Plum paid off. Play along. Same song.
Everybody on Capitol Hill dressed up like peacocks. (Brrr)
Hold a vigil for children we left behind.
Educate the survivors to duck and hide. (Blow)
Gun death victims in the mortuary pipeline.
Light a candle, offer thoughts and prayers,
then turn a blind eye.

[CHORUS]
Artificial intelligence makin’ real people irrelevant.
Power down our minds every single time.
Big Brother's oversellin' it.
Sheep in the flock, wolves at the top,
blood on their chops, this'll never stop.
(Never stop) Whole time, I've been tryna tell you:
government payin' for the op.
Artificial intelligence makin’ real people irrelevant.
Power down our minds every single time.
Big Brother's oversellin' it.
Sheep in the flock, wolves at the top,
blood on their chops, this'll never stop.
(Whoa...) Whole time, I've been tryna tell you:
government payin' for the op.

[VERSE 2]
Why put him back on stage for a second act? (Ugh...)
Really, what did you expect?
He already showed true colors, no spray tan.
I wish I could smack the country right upside the head.
How did any of y’all believe a single word he said?
Liberty is dead at worst, bleeding out at best.
Hindsight 20/20 and you’ll wish you could forget. (Yeah)
History in the making; it repeats itself again
and if we’re still around in twenty, we can look back and lament
the way the algorithm click-bait’s engineered to generate hate.
Grok it, scroll, and wait; the operation is opaque. (Huh?)
Outcome clear as day: profits raise for corporations
while the data-saving chatbots lead to adverts tailor-made.
Shit’s insane. (Whoa)
They’re preyin’ on your brain like it’s a game,
tryna shape the media you consume so they can sway
an extra dollar for every dime they take away.
We gotta recognize that both sides are playin’ fake. (Fake)

[CHORUS]
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(released 18 October 2025)

Payin' for the Op

Look  I Made This

We All Fucked Up ( N808)

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Blending his love of punk rock melodies and hip hop flows, Paris DeShawn takes inspiration from the likes of Juice Wrld and The Kid Laroi to bring you this somber banger. Detailing his battles with his "demons" and mental health, Paris takes you on a journey with his words. Walking you through a break up he seemingly, and so desperately needs, but, doesn't necessarily want.

Let Me Go

Lyrics:

We are not the same
I am me
You are you bitch
I got a few thousand hours racked up what bout you bitch
I been doing this shit every fucking day
There isn’t an excuse to why I shouldn’t do this every fucking day
Born in LA, making a pit stop in Vegas, then next comes Atlanta
Oh I swear to god I am the greatest
At what I do
And I do it all
Run through a fucking wall
I’ll never fucking fall
I make a song or 4 day
Who else you know that do that shit
I surprise myself, how the fuck I do this shit
Then I remember, God made me and I made me and that’s how we do this shit
Oh lord
Oh lord
Here they come 
Three kings on a beat
This the one
Talking shit but they’ll never be this
Talking shit but they’ll never be this
My bag of diversity bursting the bubble of expectations
Nothing is ever expected, every drop I do is amazing
It’s the glaze and the base of every fundamental factor that goes into this shit
I pray for the day for someone to write a verse or hook about me in disrespectful manner
Matter a fact please do it cause it’s been a minute since I checked someones jaw
Dislocated forever leave your stupid fuck face in awe
You stupid mother fucker
You ain’t fucking with me
You can’t fuck with me

Written By: Samuel Laveaga

Three Kings (Myles Hood & Joe Snapped)

Three Kings (feat. Myles Hood & Joe Snapped)

FR?? (Feat. SUVI & RETRO TOOCOOLD) (PROD. LXRES)(PROD. MIRELA)

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