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Woke up out a cold sweat
Thinkin' will i survive the subliminal threats
Cant get a job cuz im black
Thats a  brutal honest fact
So brothers switch to a jack
Dont get mad when we rollin' craps
Hood mentality
To be nba or nfl livin' fantasies
Chasin' broken dreams
Thinkin' you can get the cream
No education cuz they medias want segregation
**** the pulpit preachers talk ****
Tellin' about them ******* parables
I know im a rebel
Born saint roll me up some dank
Hit the burb park my ds on the curb
Hitt the switches for the *******
******* for them snitches
If ya know me ya might be a homie
And if you a groupie
You nothing but a phony
Check my licks we steady got ya heads bobbin"
***** SHOULD HAVE KNOWN
IM STEADY MOBBIN''


I jumps in the shower
Clean as a muthafucka throw
On some baby powder
Dressed fresh to death
Makin' these girls loose they breath
***** i aint no lover
Go after them other brothers
Cuz ya cant catch me in a gank
Gas up the 64 put 30 in the tank
Gave the good lord a thank
Hit the liquor store and pour up some drank
My homie Tim riding shotgun
Im public enemy number one
Dont got a license for a gun
So thats means im illegally packin
Extra clips
Just incase for bodystackin' fools be actin'
Out but i got the clout
Rubbers on deck to keep a ** in check
Watch ya mouth before i slit ya neck
Still feelin' my music
Got ya ****** head bobbin'
***** im steady mobbin'
Bunhead17 Nov 2013
[Intro]
Ah, it's a plane, it's a bird, it's a zombie, hahaha

[Verse 1: Meech]
The highest high, I'm Ayatollah
Rubber on my ****, allergic to baby strollers
Blue dream, that amazing odor
Ant is a pyrex, I'm the coke and the baking soda
Juice be the blue flame that create the whole thing
Rap game, crack game, apparently the same thing
If this was eighty-something I'd be in shell toes
Gucci link fat rings ashy *** elbows
Saving every penny trying to get up out this hell hole
For my super-thugs, hustling up off the jail phone
Life's a battle fool you better have your weapon drawn
How could I be scared of death, *****, I'm already gone
Money on my mind, your ***** on my zipper
Breaking up pound after pound, THC on every finger
You gon' need a boost from God to get as high as me *****
Excuse me, I meant to say as high as we *****

[Bridge]
Flatbush Zombie, A$AP Mobbin'
Hit a killswitch and put an end to any problem

[Verse 2: Juice]
Hash and ****, hash in a ****
Got **** by the ton, got blow by the load
If you wanna get throwed, A$AP Ant got the po-tion
Three fly *** ******* with we
Double-cupped them double D's
Hi-high *****, hi-high living
Three young *** ****** running ****, no slipping
Gotta know the game, gotta know the lane
Gotta know the pain, no handouts, ain't **** easy
Dark shades, on my Eazy-E, got ******* on my mini-me
And you ****** in the rap game can't relate
I'm real pimping, no fornicating
**** what you heard, I'm goin' ape
Smokin Grape Ape, **** your mixtape
That's a **** plate, Zombie style
A$AP, never mind these clowns
I love brain, zombie style, never mind these clouds

[Interlude: A$AP Ant]
Juice pass me the ****, Meech where the acid at?
A$AP Ant in this *****, uh

[Verse 3: A$AP Ant]
I'm a demon triple beaming, painting pictures
****** Mona Lisa, blood sheets, creeping for the *******
With the collar danny's, killing ******* sniffing *******
***** Wonka candy *****, three ******, one *****, one clip
One brain dead girl off your mind leave your brains on your moms
Razor blades dipped in bleach, tear your skin to pieces
Dump the body in Tennessee, highway getaway OJ bronco
Cap it baby drive 'em off the bridge, look into my eyes, vivid tears
I see fear, y'all some ******' queers
Grow a ******' pair, I'm 'posed to be here
'posed to be dead, overdosed on shrooms
Let's cruise, drive by on site
Ride like a bike, for my zombie homies **** tonight

[Bridge]

[Verse 4: A$AP Rocky]
A$AP ****** we aliens, cold-blooded *****, reptilian
Acid, acid, ambiens, only **** a ***** if she lesbian
Trill ****** run the city, got the key on lock
Juice got the juice, ***** Meech gon' pop
Addie in the Caddy with the heat on ****
When a Mac go brrra cause the beef don't stop, *****
My name is, that pretty *******
From the land of the lost of the gully and the gutta
See the Preds made a toast for the honey and the butter
Only die for two things, that's my money and my mother, *******!
****** know my name, did I stutter?
****** know me, man I keep it one hunna
I'm a stunna, Hood by Air for the summer
Toast to the God and it cost nine hunna
So-so ru-run up if you wanna
Mac in the backpack, right by the Macbook
And I rep that Harlem
And my Zombie ****** straight out of Flatbush
Lyrics to "Bath Salt" by A.$.A.P rocky ft A.$.A.P ant ft Flatbush Zombies, ****. P On The Boards ... I love them and this song! :D -A.$.A.P MOB
#LORD$ NEVER WORRY #Trap lord #Rap God
Bunhead17 Nov 2013
[Intro]
Ain't this what they've been waiting for? You ready?

[Verse 1]
I used to pray for times like this, to rhyme like this
So I had to grind like that to shine like this
In a matter of time I spent on some locked up ****
In the back of the paddy wagon, cuffs locked on wrists
See my dreams unfold, nightmares come true
It was time to marry the game and I said, "Yeah, I do"
If you want it you gotta see it with a clear-eyed view
Got a shorty, she try'na bless me like I said, "Achoo"
Like a ***** sneezed, ***** please before them triggers squeeze
I'm gettin' cream, never let them hoes get in between
Of what we started, lil' ***** but I'm lionhearted
They love me when I was stuck and hated when I departed
I go and get it regardless, draw it like I'm an artist
No crawling, went straight to walkin' with foreigns in my garage
Got foreign ******* menaging, ******', suckin', and swallowin'
Anything for a dollar, they tell me get 'em, I got 'em
I did it without an album
I did **** with Mariah
Lil' ***** I'm on fire
Icy as a hockey rink, Philly ***** I'm fly-er
When I bought the Rolls Royce they thought it was leased
Then I bought that new Ferrari, hater rest in peace
Hater rest in peace, rest in peace to the parking lot
Phantom so big, it can't even fit in the parking spot
You ain't talkin' bout my ****** then what you talkin' bout?
Gangstas move in silence, ***** and I don't talk a lot
I don't say a word, I don't say a word
Was on my grind and now I got what I deserve **** *****
Hold up wait a minute, y'all thought I was finished?
When I bought that Aston Martin y'all thought it was rented?
Flexin' on these ******, I'm like Popeye on his spinach
Double M, yeah that's my team, Rozay the captain, I'm the lieutenant
I’m the type to count a million cash then grind like I’m broke
That Lambo, my new *****, she'll ride like my Ghost
I'm ridin' around my city with my hand strapped on my toast
Cause these ****** want me dead and I gotta make it back home
Cause my momma need that bill money and my son need some milk
These ****** tryna take my life, they **** around get killed
You **** around, you **** around, you **** around, get smoked
Cause these Philly ****** I brought with me don't **** around, no joke
All I know is ******, when it comes to me
I got young ****** that's rollin' I got ****** throwin' b's
I done did the DOAs I done did the KODs
Every time I'm in that ***** I get to throwin' 30 G's
Now I'm hanging out that drop head, I'm riding down on Collins
They like, my ***** back home that young ***** be wildin'
We young ****** and we mobbin' like Batman and we're Robin
This 2-door Maybach, with my seat all reclinin'
I'm that real ***** what up, real ***** what up
If you ain't about that ****** game then ***** ***** shut up
If you diss me in yo' raps, I'll get your ***** *** stuck up
When you touchdown in my hood, no that tour life ain't good
Catch me down in MIA, at that Heat game on wood
With that Puma life on my feet, like that little engine I could
Boy I slide down on your block, bike on twelve o'clock
And they be throwing dueces on the same ***** they watch
And I'm the king of my city cause I'm still calling them shots
And these lames talking that ******* the same ****** that flopped
I'm the same ***** from Berks Street with them ***** braids that lock
The same ***** that came up and I had to wait for my spot
And these ****** hating on me, hoes waiting on me
Still on that hood ****, my Rolls Royce on E
They gon' remember me, I say remember me
So much money have ya friends turn into enemies
And when there’s beef I turn my enemies to memories
With them bricks they go from 40 ain't no 10 a key, hold up
Broke ***** turn rich, love the game like Mitch
And if I leave you think them pretty hoes gon' still **** my ****?
It was something 'bout that Rollie when it first touched my wrist
Had me feeling like that dope boy when he first touched that brick
I'm gone
I love this song its so beautiful. "Dreams and Nightmares" by Meek Mills ****. The Beat Bully
#young kings
All i know is the ghetto
And scandalous tricks
In stilettos ya know
Jealousy follows that the
Black society creeds
N i bleed
Through pressure and pain
Since i took the throne
I embraced the reign
Heir of my past pioneers
Listen clear
J Hendrix dropped a tear
Out the sky catch the purple haze
Buzz contact
So all you haters get off my bozack
My folks dont know how to act
Quick to react
Bad temper with the barrel of a gat
Facin' death
Heartbeatin' faster than humming bird
Yup i seen a man die
So **** what you heard
This is for homies thugs drugs dealer
Murderers to serial killers
Representin' real hits
Penetrate the heart of the beast
WASHINGTON aint never been fair
So if you see us mobbin' yo hood
We dont care


But this is for my homies




I got a tear stained letter
From my one of my homies homies
Who got murdered by a 9 baretta
Cuz he came up short on the cheddar
Instead cuttin' em slack
He wanted his life back
But aint no reasonin' with a gat
Pointed at ya pate
Seen death servin' on his plate
Two shots execution style
The killer smiled he knew it was foul
But thats the way it is
Things will never change
It makes my skin mange
Wish i could rearrange
The game
But fools rather remain the same
Wither it be pistols to glocks to shot guns
There's always a soul on the run
I bet i can dance underwater
And not get wet
So go ahead and send ya death threats
Cold covert mission is eyeing me
Keep my ******* to society quietly
Riotin' the scene
Takin' enemies along with me
If ya know what i mean??


But this is for my homies
Yea so uh this ***** thought
She played me ruin me
But'll be still bailin'
Even if they lock me in the penitentiary
Worry me ?naw im care free
She must sense jealousy?
Hatin' for what? ******* ****
Since i let u in the yard
U used to be hard
Til ya put down to guard
Ya say im wrong n ****** another broad
But aint found nothin'
Just all in her feelin' and ****
Just cuz another chick likes my ****
Poetry is what i do
So why the **** would i play you?
Try to set a ***** up
But i caught ya on a slip
Choked up
now ya gaspin' for air
N if you die *****
I wnt even care and dare
Any muthafucka from ya family
To bring drama to me
Ill bring a graphic fatality in reality
My mood is chill
But fools take ya out ya character
So now the blood spills
Bodies chill i got no heart
***** we been off since the first start
Im yellin' **** life enticin strife
Now im stickin' to ya intestines like a knife
Ya dont know me **
I blaze a blunt then commence
To bust rounds
Leavin' bullet holes
Through out ya body killuminati
N ill be chillin' in Brazil with thick hottie
*****! !!!!!!!!



GUESS whos back?
Its the villian in black
Quick **** all chit chat
Run to ya homies n homettes
Go ahead and make a death threat
I wont break a sweat
***** been overseas
I been blown up by IED-s
In the army ya cant harm me
Like honeys
They always swarm me
Its soldier in me ya cant stop me
Pop me
N still be talkin' ****
Til im in a casket though a *******
My raps is hazard
Approach with caution prepare
For danger
I aint no stranger
To deaths cells thrive on pathways of hell
Turn ya skins pale sail yeyo
I takin' no ****
Its the dawn of new millennium
New years baby i gotta new lady
So **** the past i let my shot gun blast
Yea i always get the last laugh
Its gauranteed so go ***** n hate me
Yall under me im above thee
So bow down ya ***** *******
I gotta new queen
Mary Jane fixed with *******
Make my thoughts go numb mayne
So suckas beg in pleas
When the bullets speed freely
Mobbin figures
This for my real ******....
Delroy Usherwood Dec 2013
They call me
Big Boss
I'm the one that you don't
Wanna cross
*** if ya do
There's a cost.

To the ladies in NG
Call me Big Daddy D
I'm the one, everybody wants to be
Come roll with me
Come ride with me
Baby come inside with me
Just stay a bit and hide with me.

I spit like
Team Spittas
We ain't quitas
You know you wanna hang wit us
They all wanna piece of us
Just know this life is dangerous

I'm mobbin
Ballin
Your girls always callin

We just
Kiss em
Switch em
We're never gunna miss em

But I'ma finish this track
And I won't look back
Don't like how I spit?
I aint gunna quit!
Team Spittas is a music group you can find on YouTube. My personal favorite is Gentlemens Club. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oNdV-qx8MSA
yea we got the new world order
controllin minds of sons n daughters
lost in the space no gravitation
but i know we in the end times revelations
knowledge levatitin'
around my head im half dead
gotta keep a watch for the feds
Cuz they love to catch yo bread
Peep me
They never see me
got my lil homie dark
Who like to get spark'd
then let the guns spark
to a hater
congratulations nigguhs
yall just up our figures
we outlaws and mobbin'
Entice blooshed **** world peace
Sometimes i feel deceased
Though  we crackin' soft shells
takin' over as ya loose control
stereo to radios even the shows
we dont care about the fame
we got underground monopoly
used to drive a jalopy
now im barely
seeing myself in the mirror
too much to clutch
too many riches to touch
and if you try ill leave u ******
rock harder than a ***** chick
me n dark like black n filipino chicks
***** galore yes I adore
but dont let that braille our score
they said we under one nations
but everytime i look up
im in a litigation
got me bent in 50 states
**** that im screaming **** life
til i touch the crate
from cradle to grave i was born to save enraged
tryna lock the mental demons in the cage
too many blind in the communities
im nothing nice like sugar n spice
re linked with coolio
ridin' with the gangstas in paradise


uh since i was raised an outlaw
******* to the law
we keep heat stashed unda the seat
then blaze a ounce to the beat
instrumental no sentimental
my lyrics detrimental
high powered and subliminal
turn maximals into minimals
blood thirsty
the game needs me
resurrection of hip hop
its in my brain
took a syringe
injected in
high funk overdose close
to crossing over like epmd
true mc of the century
through this life of treachery
i find unity
with my conscious block out the nonsense
i commence to keep the nations on they feet
when i speak
bad souls grow weak
only the strongs survive thrived
on misery since the days of secondary
school always was a fool
brailled by the institutions
lying on they books
when these nigguhs is crook
hypocrites can a **** a ****
from clergies to pope
**** the ecumenical religion
cant play me like a stool pigeon
hands on my ***** blunt
in my mouth
sayin **** the lawwwww
and respect me as an outlawww
Yeah know I might be labelled a racist
But this is a different case
I'm just tryna build up my race
Eradicate the place
Once I show up on site with my braincells laced
With knowledge never went to college
Skipped ebonics  
Learn wisdom from gainful experiences
I hope you hearing this
My folks wake up and form the alliance
Black Panthers ain't dead they just went away for a few years
But now I'm back here on this atmosphere
Clogged conscious can't make a thought
And forget what you was taught
They say we was slaves at the beginning of time
But if you researched you know they was lyin' got the heart of lion
Still sheddin' tears to street soldiers
Who dyin'
In the hand of police brutality
And evils that lurk our community
Its all a set up to get us wet up
Then locked up 25 to life
Without a chance of bail aww hell
Here we go again With same sins
Folks lets unite and bring back the power within' cuz

This for my peeps only for my peeps
My peeps throw ya hands up

Now ever since I introduced myself
To politics
Now i know they got many tricks
Once ya get a lick they quick to split
Your mentality if you try to help society quietly
Tactics plan carefully who better than me?
To confront the secrecy ran by demon entities
Can't stop me I'm tryna build a dynasty with my mafia families
Titles never honor the
Person in charge I'm feelin' large
Ever since I broke the prison charge
Naw mean
So I'm equipped for battle snappin' rattles that tattle load up the saddle
Its a long journey from home
But wait America's my home
Tryna reestablish my constitution some where else I be a moor
And been here before its the essence of war
My great granny picked cotton
So who's really rotten?
Our history forbidden and forgotten
But still I'll be plottin' and dottin'
Yeah we want our reparations
**** the litigation **** any stressful situations
Mobbin' deep with legal gun penetratin' no more waitin'
We had enough now it's time to expose the children of Satan cuz

This for my only for my peeps My peeps throw ya hands up
Andy Felix Aug 2018
Livin in that enthroned slum I'm dancin like a mischief creep
Steady mobbin arriving sometime-ish, I roll deep
I got a hot skull, I cause an eruption, everybody tweeked their nobs
With vices of virtue, I dont wanna hurt you shifty switch we mob
In chaotic bliss, what did I get myself into this time?
All of this grand design, the full experience
Go get some wisdom, it makes no sense. I wouldnt get myself out of this one
Except from a song a recorded with my band Hyperslugz
dennis drain Feb 2015
i open the car door and
steady my weak knees as they hit the floor,
heavy breathing and i can't stop lookin around,
i got this thing in my hand cuz i'm on a mission,
i've got a plan,
i'm gonna ****** **** this man,
knife opens and it wasn't me that opened it,
now things go blurry
and i know my bodies in a hurry cuz its movin so fast.
knife at his neck and i'm ready to go,
i say some words and i'm told we gotta role,
flick my wrist and i cut that *****.
once in the car gotta make a call,
to let em know who we are.
loud i shout my click with pride out the window,
shots start poppin as we start mobin.
to the house we go no lookin back.
the attack has got my adrenaline pumpin  
so i sit back and chill, listenin to the music that we got bumpin.
get home we good.
as we stand outside trying to disguise our ride.
here comes the cops drivin by.  
so i grab that gat ready to take the rap
wipe the prints and throw it in the bushes.
cop stops and tells us not to move.
draws hes gun and looks for any reason to shoot.
"hands on the car all of you".
now a line of police is mobbin thru the streets.
i can here them from blocks away.
as they show up guns drawn im sketched to move
cuz these police are ready to spray.
one by one were asked to walk backwards to them,
"hands on your head as you walk and no sudden moves".
i was the last one to walk and as i did i could see the kids
lookin thru the window with fear in there eyes.
and as the cop grabbed me and handcuffed me from behind
i screamed "i love you guys and im sorry".
once they had me i asked em to drop the guns.
told em there were only women and children inside
they told me "no" and i asked them "why"?
i heard no reply as i was searched and thrown in the back of the car.
lookin at my aunt thru the window i could see she wanted to cry
drivin to the jail im askin what i did
i asked em how they could think that a kid could do this.
on the scanner another officer says
"we have a standard issue 9 millimeter hand gun
with 3 pages missing from the magazine".
i sigh they know we rode on him.
get to the jail they strip me down and its cold as hell.
i'm chained down by the ankles i want free
but they won't release me.
long story longer 2 and a half years later and now i'm free.
still a struggle tho cops always harassing me,
and i want to smoke some ****
but ****** probation is all over me.
so for now im chillin wit my crew
but if you ever **** wit us any one of us will **** you.
death before dishonor im gonna live it a lil longer,
but my time is comin soon
and im ready to be consumed by hell.
when i was 14 i was involved in a gang shooting i served 2 and a half years in juvenile corrections. im 17 now.
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My flows orbit more than the earth around the sun the holiest one
My gun even pack a gun
Cuz im so ruthless
Even left the devil toothless true rebel
Underground king
Make enemies sing
war cries
my intellectual  lyrics
Beyond the sky
Off the aurora enticin euphoria
Psychedelic illusions
Mastermind of the confusion
Abusin
Master of the ceremonies
My mic be my crony
So when ya see me act like ya know me
Homie
Dont play that never been wack
Ill smack ya so hard ull end
Up back in ya birth sack
Smokin' rat packs blastin' gats
Causin' much chaos
Calamities all over the earth
I been born for the mic since my birth
No girth
Can withstand
The infrastructure of my tactics
Worldwide mobbin'
Figures messages get delivered
When they hear
So many spirits get quivered
Lost in the time zone
If ya dial my phone
approach caution
cuz it might be ya final home
Funeral home another addendum to my tome
servicin' drones
so i bet yall leave me alone
make scrilla thats leave splits
like reciprocals
Residue income battle
any individual
subliminal military minded
criminal
Makin' more space than a black hole
Leave all competiton in a fold
Still living in hell
Never been to jail but i feel
Trapped in a cell with out no bail
Seeing demons prevail
In this game of life
Try to be righteous but all I see strife
Marking me enemies territory
Catch my allegory as i flip the story
Politics bore me id rather see them in gory
Punished for all there sins
Where they cant repent or make amends
A true soldier born for the war
Like an eagle takin' soar
Weighing in on ya mental capicity
Yall cant fade me tried to play me
But it wont last long
Steppin' out the coliseum reigning as champion
The last of the dons
Stay blasting like an assasins
Can't get no mercy outta me
So come after me im livin carefree
All my enemies I line em up
Leave em opened and soaked up
In they own blood
Soul stuck in mud
My hands quick with tha gat
Never failed at
Marksmanship so whats bust ya raps?
Talkin reckless about the brothers
Up in Texas
Dont ya know we'll ****** ya necklace
Got a few homies serving macks
To ya back
Come with a confrontation
We'll **** your chit chat imagine that?
Twenty killers aiming led at yo peen
Dumping on fools out a black lac limousine
Skipped cousines
Cuz im on a cash fiend
Never trusted quotes in a magazine
But keep magazines
In my car next to my AR
15 followed by 16 shots body rott
Somebody call the cops
Cuz yosef wont stop
The train but it wont last too too long
By the time they catch me ill be gone
Into another dimension my intentions
To shake the whole world up
When my guns acts up make ******* back up
This is a revolt anthem none can phantom
Out ya pain im permenant on ya brain like stain
Going against grain
Couldnt handle my pressure got ya on a stretcher
Drawing illusions brain contusions confusing
Ya with my mental ju jitzu hit you
With a telepathy that will disconnect ya whole anatomy cant battle me
Or better shatter me my critics be
Sitting on the internet hating and faking
But then take my **** then making
Beats with my lyrics
Foggy skies cant braille my eyes
Watch me clear
The clouds from my sunshine that glows out of my skin
Which means yall gonnna bend
Cant defend
Cuz we upped our figures
Mobbin with a thousands of triggers
Wit War hungry guerillas
So dont ask why we blast Nyguhhhhhh!!!!

Us the first to bust!!
Still a dangerous emcee once I set my feet in the industry
Exposing used to be homies now they wanna ****.me
But can't still.me I keep the techs on me
Just incase I gotta capture another soul makin' eternity
Placin' urns round me Cuz they soon to burn
To ashes smoke the greenest grass from Shannon Ireland
This captain ain't hiring
only killers I be admirin' y'all flows expirin'
Once the sirens sounding another Emcees gets a pounding
Heads covered with ***** plastic bags
Poked holes soon to be drowning
Fools tellin' jokes but you don't see me clowning
Only money and guns I trust so that's my surrounding
A King like Arthur I be the author
Sealin' emcees chapter takes notes for the rapture
Kidnapped ya team flashplay scenes Bones become fractured
Once I roll over weak emcees like a tractor
Major factor to this game
We ain't no actors
Flippin' heads With my metal spatula
Communicating to y'all with the street vernacular

My personality evil as Mallory
Natural born killers
Intincts is what inspires me
Who better than me?
My flows poisonous like Ivy
Got more brothers than Isley
Summer breeze with me
Heat is what ya catching from me
My guns Rip through skin cells so rapidly
Paint murders so vividly graphically
They'll remember me I'll be
Notorious like B-I-G
Fools dry lookin' all thirsty
Sips bottles of the Dom Perry
**** Governor Perry we bake more dough than Pillsbury
Rolls so know ya role or else get the barrel to ya temple
Executions made Iraqi style so how?
You gone disconnect the dial?
Deaths is callin' soon to be fallin'
With the rest of the Angels
That we had to ******' strangle
Don't matter the point or angle
Fools chained like Django hop in the Black Tahoe we got deals for sure
I'm.hustlin night and day like Al B Sure
We choke out competition like Latrell
Make heaven out of hell never see a jail cell
Money lookin' too good I'm feelim' Richie
Chillin' at the top mobbin' like Big Paulie
journey through the terror
of this new era
mind blown subjugated to *******
every time i spit
a verse critics come to curse
soon to see the hearse
when my guns burst
open yo soul and let it flow
as i get a lift off my indo
no pretender
make enemies surrender
war strategist at heart
never fall part sticknthe game like darts
**** peace war is a necessity
who can get next to me
if im surrounded by real killaz?
mobbin' guerillas
drug dealers to cap. peelaz?
watch yo head now
step to the yosef
prepare to bow
down to the southern sound
fools all around
wanna see me drown
but my heads above the waters
rise through all the pain
and madness circlin my brain
how cani explain?
the worlds luxury and treachery
wrapped up all in one
got **** this aint the life i promised
federals funerals to criminals
is all i see all eyes on me
take a take trip throughy mind
ya realilty
but still i role out hard
ballad of a dead soulja


the more madness that scatters my brain
the more i make pain
scream at my foes with forty four
by the time i step through the door
down the corridors they'll be gore
yall can have the battles
but i win the war soar
pass *******
**** what these hypocrites
say about me they can quote me
in magazine but i gotta magazine
next to my ar fifteen
aimmin between ya shoulders til ya guillotine then transform on the scene
puff my green and let it meditate my peen
my team all get creams
headed for the ceiling never chillin'
i be the political villian
got them devils filming
me and gotta watch my moves
butnit dont matter
im coming for you fake Jews
i know you own everythang
but **** yo gangs
its the return of the black kang
assign me my throne
bow down *******
cuz the legacy is home
crawlin on fours
cuz i told ya
dry ya tears
death is here
cuz this ballad of a dead soulja
Keep the blunts in rotation love to freak haitan to jamacian
As well as the columbians womens
They lay up under me like a canopy
I got the shades blinding haters from my sunshine
Restrictin' minds from.the flash of my nine
Milly make ya body dance silly fools talkin' itty
Bitty I'll close ya mouth like hello Kitty
Gettin' nine stitches like 50 but once the shells drop
Ill promise I'll finish you off turn ya melon hard from soft
Soul lifted soon to be shifted off in the mother ship
Even in heaven I got a throne where none can withstand the dangerzone prone
My lyrics are mathed graphical swarming so fast it'll create a black hole
I'm going viral check my flows that spiral
Deep in ya head extractin' all thoughts that shed
Nothing but bloodshed all in it for bread
I get breakfast and head while ya beatin' off instead
I got a millions rhymes from blunts I puffed a million times
Keep em line I be the lyrical street sweeper
So stay at distance or face brain damage from the speaker

Huh a million...

My lyrics are carefully chosen growing for the ozem
I lay burning paths deeper than ozones
Suckas claim they King when they just roam
Another chapter to my tome tapped up and all alone
Exposin' wounds and broken bones
Around the battlefield emcees kneel
Cuz they know.i.be the real deal like Holyfield
A deadly left jab you can feel o so real
Closing down the Earth's atmosphere so all would feel
My lyrical drillin' curin' rhyming diseases with my rappin' penicillin
And ain't no killin' us we soul survivors
Improvise tactics wiser than Mcgyver
Living across the enemies wire my desire
To whole this rap game up shooken' up
I'll be mobbin' like M.O.P so ante up
Over runneths my cup full of Henny and syrup
Got a few cuties from eastern europe
To Belize so stand at ease when ya see a Sarge talkin' and nobody walkin'
Away clean glitter and gleam shatter ya dream
Cuz I be Wu Tang after the cream
How many folks selling they souls
Just to get a decent cash flow
Lets take a stroll and roll
With me down the streets of insanity
To my left we got riches
To right we got *******
Money cars clothes
To movies or cameos on tv shows
Can't grow
With out ya name in blood
Signed in bright red ink
And devils give you link
To the secret chamber
Approach to danger if you a stranger
Only a few allowed in
Keep the secrets within
Cuz talking gets death walking
Mysterious lost with the late night hawkin' stalking
Your very instincts do you want a. Contract?
Or diamond plaque check the stats
Fool and yearn from sellin' out


Now that you stuck in the game
Can't maintain damaged brain
Went from **** to *******
With yo soul drained gotta make it rain
Without water can't get smarter
Cuz they got you in an arrested development
Too late to repent them demons sent
Meant to give enjoyment
But at the same time you in punishment
A slave to time invented by mankind
24 hour grind and rewind
Back to when ya sold ya soul
And in time you'll find
Ain't nothing nice about it
Yea you got money but you subjugated
By the fallen one trying to be show gun
But you still fallin' son


Souls going empty cuz you got no energy
Can't gain consciousness with out
Light shining upon thee
Conscious gone everything's wrong
Now you worried about what's next to come
Sell ya soul some more ******* Gore
Sacrifice a close family
And you'll get so more money
This ain't a game dog
These are real ******' hogs
Once you play in the devils yard
Ya bounded for life
Through trials and strife
Talk against them n it'll cost ya your life
Look around you
At how many people died
For mumblin' truths lies to the youth
To keep them confused
They don't even know
Who they are beyond the stars
Galaxy afar I see a spiritual war
Taking soar
Its dark clouds unfolding death shrouds
I talk loud n give a **** how it comes out
Ten rules to live by til the day I die
Read books and open up yo thirds eye no sty why lie
We stay mobbin' intellects rejects
What society sets
Though I may be persecuted and set fora high bail
But at least my Soul ain't up for sell
Whooaaaaaaaaa
yo take a look at the spiritual crooks
i move like the rook got ya on a hook
fished up caked up
with mad knowledge
yall need to wake up
times is corrupt tryna abrupt
the system
with five thousand glocks
ya know we cant miss em
let the casket kissem
let the taker bury em
**** regular im premium
stack through voices like medium in ya cerabellum
crackin craniums
cuz im um the greatest to ever touch the mic
rhymes so tight even entice freak nights with thick ****
im down fr the fight
huey newton it til america *****
out the poison causin much ruckus and noises
cuz the media so annoying
**** the words ya print im hell sent
to put a dent to yall sentiment

I got coarse soft hair
Pick in my afro
Stocky built with a chrome pistol
Which goes to show
Im down with the ghetto
DOnt matter we **** chit chatter
We came to battle Armageddon
No more lettin'
Up times is set im wettin'
These muthafuckas like sauna
Even got some eses from Tijuana
Black as Madonna
WWatch out for the slick anaconda
Totes of bomb marijuana
To keep my thoughts open
To the universe
Exposes verses to choose from
Meditations circling around my brain
Like a ceiling fan another man
Look like me until i seen my reflection of me
Blurry visions hard for me to envision
Happiness when im surrounded
By evil ambitions
No body wants to realise real lies
They rather be hypnotize and baptize
By the media who i despise
Keep all eyes on the sparrow
Its the return of Black Pharoah
Back to the temple i go
Stand in the sun and let my skins cells glow once again
We mobbin in figures
Saga soon to begin
time for the revolution
I can hear the pistol shootin'
and my whole hood lootin'
taking back our props and land stocks
no tick tocks
cuz we pause the clock
death the grim reaper waits for no one
so I'm battlin' in war zone
until I'm gone
yeah fools stuck in a stare
looking for where
I Is but I ain't there
ghost as Casper taking all enemies captive
this ain't no *******
once my rounds spit
multiple wombs
suckas end up in the icu rooms filled with gloom
judgement day here cuz of yosef
bringing doom
hurry hurry come on come all
to meet yo downfall
I'm tryna rise like Robert Williams
gun to the nation
I ain't hesitating
fist to my black and brown facin'
the troubled times
don't let them corrupt yo mind
grind til the early sunshine
another ****** planned successfully
to government officials we bully
rob em with the masked skully
makin' graveyards
where the rest is six feet deep
peep my scenery
when my guns go
well make you snore in yo sleep
ya should have thought it before the reap as I creep  huntin' these beats
I burn roses for every year
my folks ain't here
my ancestors are my real protectors
universal with my tactics
I don't matter I'll **** em up
with my lyrical prophylactics
since they asked for it
like an axe I split
fools into puzzle pieces feel me?
the realer the better never chasin' fo cheddar
suckers kno better
bringin' cold vengeance
so go get a sweater down with homies and homettes
we all bad
shout out to the real activist
undercover killaz cuz we be the ***** comradz


Made a soldier
Since I came out the womb
And then all of a  sudden a  boom
panic the whole rooms
Team with triple beams
Ready to stash cream
None can intervene
Once I hit the scene
Fools get headless with my guillotine
Lyrics eyes I see fear in it
Pupil dilated
cuz you feel the madness I created
Heavily hated and death appreciate it
Cold body in a casket
No matter how tense
The war get
we undefeated
Immortal flows so ya know
We bringin' mo'
Pain along with reign  
Gotta few scars
But it stop me from being a star
Look afar
Its my comrades actin' bad
Flawless and reckless
Checkin' fools off the ****** list
Make ya Ready to Die
Like Christopher Wallace
Gathering lost souls in the palace
Shadow of death til my last breath
I'll be givin' my honor
Totin' marijuana
With My homies on the block
Even got a few killas
From Tijuana
Mexico they down for the ****** mo
So slow yo role
When you approach the real mellow
Styles of a problem child
Stuck in the wild
Never see me smile
Frowns only playin' stations
Like Sony
That means my troops grounded
So prepare when I unleash
The demons chained on me
They wanna break freely
But it dont happen
Unless I plan it
Enemies can't stand it
That's why they all panic
When the see menace
Roamin' out in the streets
We mobbin' like Lucky Luciano
You know we don't play
At death row yeahhh
From the slums and crumbs a knuckle head acting dumb
Succumb to the worlds sinister ways and these days
Fools quick to spray words a verbal arsenal take it personal flashin' pistols
Now another funerals laid cops paid
To do the same thing the hood doing to us
Design for us to die fast and in a hurry bury by drains I'm talkin' Curry deep range thoughts circling as swang in my woodgrain
Steering wheel now tell can me can ya feel the Southside the real
-'ist poets ain't made for rest so test if ya want watch the pain come and haunt
Shatterin' your every move y'all don't wanna duel
Still playin' the hearts of madness yo they stay fools
I play a mule nice but come off cruel
Keep it smoother than a jazz solo
Oh no take another puff of the cocoa so...


Adjust my crown at the top far from a slop
Enemies get the casket prop it don't stop
Rhymes drop keep it movin' like it's hot
Too touch flows I crutch choose women like Hutch
Ya know I'm finna clutch
Victory it ain't a mystery so many haters gall after me cuz I **** em easily
Rollin' rillaz and hang with killaz scrappin' for scrillaz
Skipped school to hang with the local dealers feelin' iller
Than the next man knockin' any **** and who can?
Stop the south side for running and gunning
We'll still keep hunting so keep stunting
Alberta stand up we mobbin' up black Caesar style
Problem child since I seen the devil's smile
Problems pile check my style
Killer rhymes like Mike I'll make ta fadeway once the words I say
Is laid to a track
The man in black with that mack attack so all ya hataz sit back
B E Cults Aug 2021
bet
blunt burning,
unlearning isnt the only
prerogative.
my "mobbin" is listening
to a faucet dripping.

I'm sovereign after 2am.
I like boilin'-hot tea with 1 lemon & 1 lime-green lime as it reminds
me of 22 special ******* finding gainful employment both at 1 time

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Snoop Dogg is on FACEBOOK & Snoop Dogg degrades Negroes. From the website of Snoop Dogg, "***** 4 Life" ~ Chorus: snoop dogg You's a ***** when you born, a ***** when you dyin ***** quit lyin you's a ***** for life You's a ***** when you ridin, a ***** when you sidin ***** quit tryin you's a ***** for life You can paint your face and change your nose and buy new clothes But you know what... You cant change who the ******* are You's a ******* ***** for life ~ WHY WON'T FACEBOOK SUSPEND SNOOP DOGG?

Smoke **** Everyday Lyrics - Snoop Dogg
it's tha motha ******' D O double G (Snoop dogg)

da da da da daaaa

You know im mobbin' with the D.R.E

**** ******, drug dealers yeah they givin' it up

low life, your life boy we livin' it up

take a chance thats why we dancin'

in the party fo' sho'

slip my ** a fourty four n' she crept in it back do'

******* lookin' at me strange but you know i don't care

step up in this ******* just to swingin' my hair

***** quit talkin' Crip walk

If you down with the set

Take a Bullet with some ****

take this dope from this jet

outta town put it down for father of rap

n' if your *** get crack ***** shut your trap

come back get back thats the part of success

n' if you believe the X then you'll relievin' your stress
Me and ****** mobbin' in figures so how ya figure
You stop us from pulling the trigger
The bigger the cap the more I transfigure
Leave holes in ya Hilfiger so can ya picture
Me rollin' status of a Don flows like a pond
Hittin' all intellects to infinite and beyond
My *** weighs a ton knocking out the cons
That claim they can hang with my lyrical mercenary
Critics get buried leave em stuck in the cemetery
Read the stories far from a fairy obituary
Fools hurry knowin' **** well they scary
Bust more rounds than ***** Harry enemies vary
Servin' emcees like government commissaries
Givin' the best that I've got once my flows shot
Somebody gonna rot marked like a dot
Rippin' up flows in the basement like tigga
Stripped from ya title and picture
Words are painted vigor soon to trigger
More mobsters rollin' with multiple figures


Scared of an uprise or a black takeover
I'm a jealous God like my name is  Jehovah
got the nine cocked back like a
cobra
Soon to strike say goodnight soon to sail off into the
moonlight
Deep in the night youll see me causing fright
Heart beats jumpin' from the adrenaline rushin'
Led to a concussion once I hear the sounds of the percussions
Lyrics began bustin' and lettin' loose
My criticism always bruise crews as I cruise
Down the avenues with bad ******* in dark blue
Attire my flows you admire setting the game higher
Fake ****** finna retire through out the wire
My desire to crush all adversaries til I reach my completed empire

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