Will (feat) ZacAbk - Dirty Game'

Another contribution to the genre and culture from Frizzosmug and PCS

TRUE STORY

FRIZZO SMUG " TRUE STORY "

Love Me Or Not (Prod. Reaper Beatz)

Beat by Prod. r3yno check him out
https://youtu.be/P8_w9HAof8w
Written by BryBone Official
Performed by BryBone Official
Mix and Master by BryBone Official 
Cover Art by BryBone Official

(Hook)
Got me loced out 
Bumping triple 6 ill pull the pump out
Bone town hold up lil bitch 
We going pound for pound the best 
Feeling blessed know I got to get this shit off my chest
Diamonds drenched 
And you know I got to leave that pussy wet

(Verse)
Who am I kidding 
Puttin myself in this position 
Yeah my mental health is slipping 
It's like magic Fuck a critic
Get it sniff it break it up hit it
Fill your lungs hold on a minute 
Thinking some diamonds make Ya different 
Pussy boi aye quit your bitchin
Just like 
Rick an Morty 
Whirly dirly 
Early birdy 
Getting that wormy 
Like my girly curvy 
Topsy turvy 
I'll be Rich by 30
Thousand hours
Blowing a pound, I love that sour
Diesel Denji demon dog 
Chainsaw man I got the power
Bitch
Damn

(Hook)
Got me loced out 
Bumping triple 6 ill pull em both out
Bone town hold up lil bitch 
We going pound for pound the best 
Feeling blessed know I got to get this shit off my chest
Diamonds drenched 
And you know I got to leave that pussy wet

(Verse)
Time to fuckin bounce
Got to a flip another ounce 
Maybe later get a paper and roll another pound
Sitting down up on the couch 
Eating munchies till I'm round 
Always push it like a plough 
When I'm farming SoundCloud (aye)
Puttin in work getting it (aye)
Call up Martha Stewart Cuz I'm whipping it (aye)
Popped another perc 
Cuz the xanny didn't work  
Now I'm slurring all my words and I'm giggling (aye aye)
Just kidding fuck that 
Only drug I need is the rhythm & the pad
And I won't call back overdose on every track 
Evil thoughts penetrating every vein that I have FUCK 
Smokin in the sewer call me pennywise the faded 
Ima break it all down get the crowd elevated 
Have em moving up and down like a fuckin elevator 
Better listen to my sound I could be an educator 

(Hook)
Got me loced out 
Bumping triple 6 ill pull the pump out
Bone town hold up lil bitch 
We going pound for pound the best 
Feeling blessed know I got to get this shit off my chest
Diamonds drenched 
And you know I got to leave that pussy wet

BONETOWNlocedout (prod. r3yno)

SoHo When I Shop

Beat by NEKK
Written by BRYBONE OFFICIAL, The Vizionary, NEKK
Performed by BRYBONE OFFICIAL, The Vizionary
Mix and Master by BRYBONE OFFICIAL
Cover Art by BRYBONE OFFICIAL 
Intro by The UFC and Nick Diaz

Duty calling speakers knocking 
I don't even really care 
These Mutha fuckas wanna be testing me
Till I'm throwing em down the stairs
A bunch of goblins staying real solid
No, this fight it was never fair
I'm hearing them voices every night 
But no one's ever fuckin there
Hit you with the Shinra Tensei 
Master ball containing Entai 
Rengoku I'm spitting my flame
Rinnegan I see your ending 
Bitch 
I'm melting sedating my brain
Sellin my soul exchange it for fame
I'll Live in a hole I'm playing with fate
A Critical role on a killable case

Don't be scared 
I could never be compared 
I've been creeping I've been thinking 
I believe I'm too impaired
Don't be scared homie never be scared  
Don't don't be scared
I could never be compared 

(The Vizionary)
Don’t be scared 
Get in with the mix
Let’s count on the list 
Let the hypocrites
Talk they shit  
But shit when I rip it quick 
I like to spit …
Always running it 
To the ends 
Right up and on this shit …
Yeah, you know 
Because I’ma fucking sucker 
When it be coming to raps and shit 
Mother fucker I will always 
Always 
Wanna get it in 
They ever cant ever  
D D Deny me!
I hereby clarify that you have yet 
See my eyes 
I bleed inside but redefine 
Our redesign now we divine 
The tension climbs 
From simple rhymes to seeing heights 
Or pretty crimes to meeting time 
Da vizion signs 
But I am tired from all of these simple lines
Now give me a break 
As I go and see em,
*wait!*
Now give me a break 
Wait a minute
Now I need to take another take.

Read between the lines
You're a bitch ass waste of time
You're fuckin bitter like a lime 
Might fuck around and end your life 
I'm 
A fuckin villain 
Borderline psychotic chilling 
Poppin pills yo burn the building
Ima need another million  
I've been out here making magic 
Kill em all yo fuck a bad bitch 
I'm indulging my worst habits 
Just a paranoid schizophrenic
Carvin out my mausoleum 
Keeping it real kick it with demons
Reaper death seal your soul I'm eating 
You're the target and I'm heat seeking 

Don't be scared 
I could never be compared 
I've been creeping I've been thinking 
I believe I'm too impaired
Don't be scared homie never be scared  
Don't don't be scared
I could never be compared

DONTBESCARED ft. The Vizionary (prod. NEKK)

Written By: Michael Conover

Laid all my vices to rest (rest)
Rollin’ in my hearse bullet proof vest
It’s do or die, knowin’ who about to slide
My behavior is wicked, not much longer you won’t be kickin’
Boy your times runnin’ out times a tickin’
Beauty straight from the Pickens 
Beats that I’m rippin’ (rip)
Never catch me trippin’

You thought I was done, think again son (bet) 
Tried to catch me high and dry till’ you seen my gun (for real)
Get clapped 
Drop your whole pack (pack)
Got homies that do work for me (straight up) 
Get slapped

Roll the dice, this is my last vice 
Wasn’t going back twice 
80 on the back call it Jerry Rice
(What, what?)

Wasn’t going back twice 
80 on the back call it Jerry Rice
Hit this have you feelin’ right

Hit this have you feelin’ right 
Higher than a kite (kite)
Your just intimidating 
I’m out here demonstrating 
You actin’ rude, don’t put me in a mood
I can be nice, but now I got attitude (tude)
Let it loose (loose)
Dude I’m off the juice, bout’ to cruise 
Try to out do me, you will always lose (SESH)

Laid all my vices to rest 
Rollin’ in my hearse bullet proof vest
It’s do or die, knowin’ who about to slide
My behavior is wicked, not much longer you won’t be kickin’
Boy your times runnin’ out times a tickin’

Vice's (Prod. Nekk)

Another quick one that was very fun to make, and I'm really happy how it turned out. Promise I'll get some rage dark trap or phonk in here soon too

Sandman(Prod.Rethel)

Lyrics 

Hook

Welcome to hell sweetie we niggas from the east side
Greet you with both hands and give you my contempt smile 
You stepped foot in this coop there is no going out
Take you to pub Zenith and offer you a moonshine
You getting tipsy on your first shot ( first shot )
Like it or not, that's the hellsburg reception , i command that you awaken
Marvelous city but super dangerous.  Have a seat observe danger fabricated
Like it but don't get infatuated, face it a smack to your sanity cause you loosing it
Ain't giving birth to no hater we aborting it.

Verse 1

This ain't no movie ain't no happy ending.  Stop signs are good spots for life endings. They got plethora of drugs the youths are suffocating  
Both pills aligned like we in the matrix.
Ain't no gangster i don't fuck with fake gangsters who only take shots when they sip vodka.

They drink and drive i drink and write that's  why they wanna lock me.
On are these cameras i fuck her in the lobby when Hennessey got me  shit is crazy. Call me the walking corpse.

I know you dead but I'll just add five extra bullets through your skull 
Nightmare on Steven street i sleep with a chainsaw, mask off
Quitters and i cannot fling, bitch i got wings you affected by gravity like water out syringes. I'm the shit bitches chase like flies.

Hook

Welcome to hell sweetie we niggas from the east side
Greet you with both hands and give you my contempt smile 
You stepped foot in this coop there is no going out
Take you to pub Zenith and offer you a moonshine
You getting tipsy on your first shot ( first shot )
Like it or not, that's the hellsburg reception , i command that you awaken
Marvelous city but super dangerous.  Have a seat observe danger fabricated
Like it but don't get infatuated, face it a smack to your sanity cause you loosing it
Ain't giving birth to no hater we aborting it.

Verse 2 ( Pryd )

This the city niqqas die to make a living// Got some niggas that gon take cause it aint given 
Here you gotta stay awake, dont be sleepin, cause they could pull with the heat while u chillin      
Welcome to Hell, but this the city of the Gods, If u a dummy in these streets, they gon tear your ass apart.
You gotta move with the goons with tools and street smarts, Aint no game, if u snooze, you lose, no restarting     
Everybody need something.  Either the plug, or money game deep pockets        Nobody playin around here, better watch how you approach, They turned his ass into a ghost just cause he tried to be a bro 
Thas the typa shit that show u niqqas outchea hella cold, Thas the typa shit that make a nigga wanna get a pole              
If this was hell, I'd prolly be the devil,  Nobody to pray to, aint nobody gon save you.

Hook

Welcome to hell sweetie we niggas from the east side
Greet you with both hands and give you my contempt smile 
You stepped foot in this coop there is no going out
Take you to pub Zenith and offer you a moonshine
You getting tipsy on your first shot ( first shot )
Like it or not, that's the hellsburg reception , i command that you awaken
Marvelous city but super dangerous.  Have a seat observe danger fabricated
Like it but don't get infatuated, face it a smack to your sanity cause you loosing it
Ain't giving birth to no hater we aborting it.

Will (feat) ZacAbk - Dirty Game'

Zac ABK

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