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1. |
Criminality
02:49
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Chicago Steez I’m the seed of a maniac
Im plainly acting a fool while ducking cops where the cuffs at?
..Criminal class attaching glasses to mustache
Dipping into the cuts concealing metal like hub caps
From moving dub sacks and snuffing fucks who trying to fight
To doing lines in china with dimes and moving china white
the crime life it excites and though its kinda tight
they drop a dime and you maybe serving inside for life
Bank robberies, fraud, heroin , selling eighths
Ya First body caught, and the new comers will celebrate
If you gorillas you go to war with the fellow apes
Bodies draped in sheets got camera crews and yellow tape
A mellow state for some after the wet work
they Networking with killers, raising their net worth
Bodies drop when the shotty clap and the pistol pops
Armor truck heists they stick em up w kalishnakovs
shady cops got laser focus on black targets
Blow guns, and banana clips on the black market
a Black carpet concealing a black carcass
A mark is found in The park - at dark, inside a black garbage
sliding doors for gang bangers with 44’s
40 bangers in store - little shorty’s got 40 more
the Lord of gore the feds knocking from door to door
Shore to shore they seeking this heathen known as the lord of war
Assassins posted on the block who rock a host of toasters
Metal pipes will leave you twisted like a rollercoaster
wanted posters steady posted but the ones who boasted
Those the ones thats got knocked while copping blow from schauffers
know Glass smokers and poker players who count cards
a car jacker with couple trucks and a town car
A bound czar beheaded by a machete
Was severed for revolution they found his head in the Serengeti
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Bloodsport
04:08
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Verse 1
Who wanna rock with the sickest fuck of this century?
never would call the cops and was drinking vodka incessantly
I elegantly settle shit - with a metal fist
Developmental genius with a penis like an elephant
Intelligent schemes em cee’s my element
im eloquent on stage you’ll catch the fade with the razorblades
They start the raid with smoke grenade—
.But I dipped out the back and brought 6 tracks to motivate
a Hell raiser with slap jacks and two tasers
.A change of clothes with a backpack to do capers
kill two haters and then spit in the booth later
go sabertooth if it’s war and im chilling with tomb raiders , ima a
A sly fox, no Glocks, rocking some moccasins
your Tops rocked, unlocked the whip and then hopped in
a Movie buff forever living in fiction
smoking with sloan Kettering, will ferrel and John Hopkins
Cho:
i bring terror.. I bring pain
...Im ready to bring it to anybody who say my name
I keep it civil but always ready for war
...dont it get twisted this - is - a bloodsport
i bring terror.. I bring pain
...Im ready to bring it to anybody who say my name
(And I will bring it to anybody who say my name)
I keep it civil but always ready for war
...dont it get twisted this - is - a bloodsport
Verse 2
Fuck the lot of ya ill hear is the yada yada
you taking shit but you never gonna do nada nada ..
Don’t rock no prada my style is cheap..
Im leaving a creep fuck with his nose punched and chipped teeth
I stay discreet until the second that I snuff you
I seen what trust do I winder if they trust you
To gain trust, you gotta do what you must do
The Boundaries get set but the line steppers will bust through
But I can bust through too fucker I’ll bust you
My Enemies will kick the bucket never fuck w lucky Lou
im peeping technique, weak, style is piss poor
I see you mad at me what the fuck is you pissed for?
We keep the self safe.. haters will distort
Circle talkings tennis I’m never playing no rich sport
So When it’s war No back-and-forth it’s Fang teeth
Blood sucking freak the vampire of Bridgeport
Cho:
i bring terror.. I bring pain
Im ready to bring it to anybody who say my name
I keep it civil but always ready for war
dont it get twisted this - is - a bloodsport
i bring terror.. I bring pain
Im ready to bring it to anybody who say my name
I keep it civil but always ready for war
dont it get twisted this - is - a bloodsport
Verse 3
They talking shit to me for dissing the epitome
of what I hate in rap I wont state specifically
wont let it get to me this industry is fickle
But in fiction raps ill travis Bickle busters with a fucking sickle
aint in a pickle cuz I relish in the conflict
I am beyond sick diss and ill respond quick
you do me wrong ill go from don to a convict
but back in the thick cuz my click paid the bond quick
I feel the bomb tick you best to get your vest up
You’ll get your neck cut thinking that you next up
im from Chicago dog I wouldn’t try to catch up
Your best stuff is less than any verse that I have messed up
No pocket rocket but ill clock you at approximately
7 if im dead I guess im rocking you but posthumously
The cops’ll get me but the charges never stick
It aint my lawyer its my luck just like im hardly ever sick
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(Novatore)
I came to slay him and this man had his cam handy
I still went candy man and then I killed his dam family
I Guess I’m ham handed always have a plan handy
God amongst mice, bandit life, the last man standing
thats how I feel on tracks that feature me..
I Use the words like weapons steal the show and go like it was thievery
heavy machinery I attack and the scene I flee
but never leave the scene without first peeping the scenery
case get dismissed, its missing a witness
Im never seen like killers with scopes lasers and hit lists
id mind my business if you see a theft (Why?)
Some’ll detect disrespect and point a tech right at your left meniscus
I’m on slick shit, I’m cryptic, no kid shit
The feds couldn’t catch me tho they sick with ballistics
And When I’m fuming humans turn to statistics
cuz this is that hardcore shit gorilla biscuits
(hook - Lord Goat)
This life moves too fast we've become a memory
friends turn to enemies the'yll rest in peace eventually
we see the worlds treachery they trying to get the best of me
last days recipe moments our final destiny
This life moves too fast we've become a memory
friends turn to enemies the'yll rest in peace eventually
we see the worlds treachery they trying to get the best of me
last days recipe moments our final destiny
(Reef the Lost Cauze)
Dont even try and set it or yo'ull end up beheaded
ill cut your mother fucking foot off like diabetics
you rappers quite pathetic when you rap I just snore
you deserve to be frozen in the back of the morgue
i brandish my sword then I stick the blade in you
euthanasia you never met a man crazier
im psychobabble leave your face inside the gravel
you can find me sleeping in the coffin inside my castle
i awaken dust with bloodlust
out to destroy pieces of shit like i was mudbutt,
thats diahrea are you a believer
in the dark magic that flows from the voices in your speaker
oogie boogie theres a gun inside my hoodie
if I pull it I bet all hard rocks turn to pussy
clitorios, victorious, ready to die, notorious
when im gone there'll be more of us
(hook - Lord Goat)
This life moves too fast we've become a memory
friends turn to enemies the'yll rest in peace eventually
we see the worlds treachery they trying to get the best of me
last days recipe moments our final destiny
This life moves too fast we've become a memory
friends turn to enemies the'yll rest in peace eventually
we see the worlds treachery they trying to get the best of me
last days recipe moments our final destiny
(Spit Gemz)
you know the science, the sirens, the code of silence
the wiling the swan song play out like an ode to violence
foul inheritance word to my blade and the polished edge of it
ill bury it in the neck of a heretic
seen flesh split apart look into my victims face
past the mask and blood i can tell you a shiv taste
big ape bat shit crazy since a thin waste
big gun it was toting me get your shit straight dick face
we are not alike by any distance
I am a weapon you need one thats the difference
its all love til your gotta pull a knife from out your back
and stick it in your sons heart to make a point
life hack like that i put crack in it but ill be right back
might jack slide off smoother then whipped butter
ah yea smooth enough to make an auctioneer stutter
and ill enough to fuck off the last bar fuck it
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Violence is easy I got - homies Id kill for
In two years we’ve chilled once doesn’t matter it’s still war
If disrespect is given out I’ll catch you in the mouth
You Lying on the floor stiff -done quick like a stillborn
Yea ive gotten drunk a been a dick..
That Doesn’t mean I wouldn’t have their back regardless of the benefit
.You been a snitch I never was my name it holds weight
your Last name is Arnold and your first name ..is Benedict
Ive done drugs a sold drugs, ive chilled with known thugs
Killers and convicts I been a suspect an own guns
Fuck a dialogue when shit gets really real
I feel the fists are necessary, call the cops i’ll knock you silly still
so How you really feel? Out in the field
If you fuck a round with killer s holding steel could get really killed
Aint over zealous like to used to be (no)
but a piece of shit scumbag is something I refuse to be
Cho:
We aint the perfect type… we both have done dirt
but certain lines are crossed and we gone take you out your comfort
Scum to some, although we heroes to many
fuck an enemy but friends -we’d never pocket a penny
We aint the perfect type… we both have done dirt
but certain lines are crossed and we gone take you out your comfort
Scums to some, although we heroes to many
fuck an enemy but friends -we’d never pocket a penny
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Verse 2 (Nightwalker)
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Verse 3:
Know Me and walker will bomb on a stalker..
And I aint talking just a looker but the type who would go from a gawker
To a creep who you see.. peeping thru windows..
we catch you on the creep and we’ll leave you sleeping like benzos
Go ape shit , cuz we aint down with that rape shit
its alien to some so well descend from a spaceship
(Yea) ..and give a rapist a facelift
We do this work for free as if we came off a slave ship (ugh)
We love the do this even if we aint paid shit
Its a full time to sever slime and we working grave shift
We raise fists, I’ll Beat a fucker til my knuckles bloody
if he take the money out the pockets of a brother of me
So keep it cool or you can get it in fists
and this is just because im nice cuz you could get it in sticks
might say im sick and just and a little disgusting (true)
if they say I stand for nothing you can bet its a fuckin myth
Cho:
We aint the perfect type… we both have done dirt
but certain lines are crossed and we gone take you out your comfort
Scum to some, although we heroes to many
fuck an enemy but friends -we’d never pocket a penny
We aint the perfect type… we both have done dirt
but certain lines are crossed and we gone take you out your comfort
Scum to some, although we heroes to many
fuck an enemy but friends -we’d never pocket a penny
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5. |
Killing for Sport
03:36
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[Verse 1]
Who’s trying to fuck w the most vocal of vocalists?
Miltant master of ceremony I syphon
the souls of lonely cronies and murder off all the phoniest
bizzare art, Im rugged like carhart, yea
I Keep it a buck with these suckers who can’t cope with me
this aint coke but this flow it evoke dopamine
ribs take blows and it leaves foes with open spleens
Try to film the fight you might get left with broken screens (haha)
my music is like dope to fiends,
They feeling down they cop an ounce to fill they soul of broken dreams
But though it seems that im eating off of the rap game
I been surviving off a crumbs thanking god when the pack game
That doesn’t mean I’m not..dope I stay ahead of those
Stagnant types I wouldn’t look back as if my neck was broke
level up you couldn’t see me with a telescope
I hope I don’t croak before I see myself leave hell invoked
You can’t conceal me if you tried - like im smelly dope
So Bite my southern region Like you keep repeating nelly quotes
In pelle pelle clothes trying knock the shit I rock
Stop, I’ll put you on blast like Activists exposing cops
I’m never holding glocks at least I keep it real
But punched a couple dozen fucks for every fiction cap you’ve peeled
im on the battlefield im dolo I aint packing steel
and still defeat a maggot with more gadgets than the bat mobile
Pre chorus:
You think I write for fans only then you might be stupid
I write for fun cuz I dont take rap that serious
I like to play with words ..and I dont need a topic
think I give a fuck I think you must be delirious
Cho:
Killing for sport - I write, thats what I like to do
Killing for sport - I might, be coming right for you
Killing for sport- lets fight, illl put a knife in you
i love to murder off a verse you couldn’t for the life of you
Killing for sport - I write, thats what I like to do
Killing for sport - I might, be coming right for you
Killing for sport- lets fight, illl put a knife in you
i love to murder verses, bitch you couldn’t for the life of you
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[Verse 2 ]
.it’s Euthanasia got knifes sliced in wrists
if I dont like your type then you might bite my fists
know I get hype when I fight strike with hits
you know in another life that you Might write like this
But lately I been having writers block
Fuck a pipe im live as fuck im riding up to a biters block
Ready to razorblades fakes- hurricanrana
Im leaving flakes in my wake while im in a state of nirvana, ima
Shape shifter, ill put a blade to your sister
assassination of snakes aggressive like a piranha
Demonetizing an opp - lock em up in sauna
it doesn’t mater the place ll run up on you at benihana
no appetite when put a scythe in your body
you tried to fight but its only hype with karate
you lames are playing games like Sega and tamagachi
Im prolly the best rapper alive inside off this whole hibachi
watch me not be, cocky, the chef will stop me
Murder a 32 and then eat the god with some hot wasabi
.nah …im a rise above like im rocky
The underdog in the struggle get left on ice like a fight in hockey
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Lucky Lou II
02:52
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I moved to Florida at the age of three..
I knew My father was a gangsta that’s the way that he was made to be
Mexican white kid, my father faced a life bid
For murder but the verdict was the type they give to white kids
so I was shielded from the field that he had chose
but you can’t conceal it fully like a pavement to a growing rose
And so it goes at the age of 5 years old
I had my first fight.remember crying while I choked his throat
but no I wont devote the first verse to violence
Cuz honestly until my teens I really wasn’t wilding
imagination was the basis of my younger years
without abundance but I never felt no hunger tears
A little pervert I was sensitive and nervous
I was an extrovert could not divert the person from the surface
a Sugar addict who would soon to be a radical
Erratic in behavior temper burning like a fucking furnace
Cho:
The is the life and times of lucky Lou..
I got a dark streak inside me but the light its always shining through
I feel ive found what Im designed to do…
thats’ Murder anything I do until im through and then ill find anew
The is the life and times of lucky Lou..
I got a dark streak inside me but the light its always shining through
I feel ive found what Im designed to do…
thats’ Murder anything I do until im through and then ill find anew
Verse 2:
My mother tried guide me, put me in the right school
but on the bus I took a shit they kicked me out of high school
A wild one I loved to fight and would defy rules
A fool, I was the class clown was bound to go to night school
a Skinny kid, ridiculous, but didn’t give a shit
I skated hated everything at flip tricks was sick with it
I came to grips with it, the fact that I was different
I fell in love with music never knowing I would stick with it
Playing in bands and landing shows im opening for those
I bumped at home an those the moments that I loved the most
Packed in a van coast to coast randoms getting close
Addicted to this life and not the type of shit you overdose
I was the pranking type the say the least..
.Ok I guess I was a piece at least id have your back up in the streets
A loyal dickhead was often feeling misread
was never shady but maybe I could be misled
Got overzealous started serving bows to fellas
Who was talking shit - because cuz the way I dressed -
maybe they was jealous
Cuz ladies loving lucky Lou and though I loved em too
never distract me from the From the path that I was destined to
Cho:
The is the life and times of lucky Lou..
I got a dark streak inside me but the light its always shining through
I feel ive found what Im designed to do…
thats’ Murder anything I do until im through and then ill find anew
The is the life and times of lucky Lou..
I got a dark streak inside me but the light its always shining through
I feel ive found what Im designed to do…
thats’ Murder anything I do until im through and then ill find anew
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Underrated
03:26
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shit aint what it seems in anything..
People seeming like they’re thriving but there really aint too Many kings..
Some are surviving some are dying out..
seems like You never know your fate until its too late, to find an out
Im putting one up for my underdogs.
The ones thats always overlooked, and always booked as the underboss
The ones who love to grind- even when it feels like
its futile will it come the day that we done with loss?
dues beyond paid, fans, but no Beyonce
Empty stands but our souls burning like Pompeii
No record deals or fat paychecks but still kill
And still will in death, wilding from beyond the grave
Been 7 years for me, a struggle but I’ve kept the vision
we love the music , dont confuse it for the recognition
Its unconditional my love for this..
and when you strip away the politics what’s left is just the love to spit
I got a job that I would love to quit
And thats a fact for most underground rappers they would not admit
and I dont blame em cuz I feel it too
know there’s shame in saying that you haven’t made it - but I speak the truth
[scratch hook]
Its an upstream battle like I was D-rose
im Grinding 24-7 though the streams low
I aint wack but still lacking in dimes
im Feeling like… im shaq in his prime throwing a free throw
Cuz down low im a menace blocking the top shots
but at the top of the line homie im not hot
and I will not stop strangling beats and dropping
track after track til you ask how I am not popping
and I aint broke but im devoted to lift
up my green levels Like im smoking a spliff
and People say this aint a job when we know that it is
But im just im hoping im promoted from the opening shift
my pen is stroking from the moment I get
Home until the moment that im stroking my shit
they disrespect when they know that im sick
And if my flow amassed dough then They’d be groping my dick
[scratch hook]
I’ll Never front tho, it hurts when the funds low
i might make - some money off a track but its dumb slow
A month of sales I couldn’t made that in one show
But since corona hit I haven’t played out in months though
But I aint dead yet.. I wont accept death
You better respect or you gon get flipped like tech decks
I know I’m hot though not - on wikepdia
And I aint got a blue check yet on social media
People flock to fame…and so they rock w lames
I flock to flame to those who hot and not just popping names
We not the same not gone rot until I jot my name
Within this game try and stop me and its Glock to brain
Soft to hard I evolved like I’m rocking cane
Hardest in the mix you jock my shit and ima pop a vein
A weapons kept cut the biters got a lot to gain
the Pocket on my ass got a mask like im robbing trains
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Im ready to rock you like Tyson back in his older fights
im steal your soul while you watch awoken like poltergeist
Im cold as ice, been a parasite and my goal in lifes
.to go back to the future holding a golden mic
Most aggressive raise a toast up the most obsessive
pet detective call me ace the way the place inspected
Code of ethic crossed, ill beat you to a bloody pulp
Fiction bars I’m keeping crypts my fists against a host of weapons
Pshyco.. ima radical with a tight flow….
Im nitro ..yall hating but know im nice though
I like flowing although I know its a lost art
i dark, im killing traitors Im the raider of the lost ark
The Dark night got the hardest right in a bar fight
im Ready to rumble w anybody I star strike
.a Barfly ima pull you into my guard tight
You know I slay hard better pray you playing your cards right
you all hype like a tiger fighting I mean harm
like Chinch and Chong I’m smoking fools til my teams on
godzilla gone drill chill - thats my theme song
i know it’s wrong but my ding dongs as big as king Kongs
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Radio Freestyle Skit
03:39
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At the Hotel
02:34
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[Verse 1]
This bout a lady was crazy back in her youth,
the quiet one in the room til she found a spoon and was cooking it
You know her life there’s some writer could write a book for it,
the type to take your lighter go hide it and you help you look for it
I used to lust her an Angel must have conceived her
she struggled much were her trust but she loved to shoot up that heroin
..Did other stuff with her money plenty of opiates
Just to cope with the pain but she rarely fucked w that Marylin
we broke the rules, We used to go to the same school
..girl of mystery, 5th period history,
I used to watch her and fell in love with her looks
she rarely showed for the class and barely opened a single book
...She felt abandon.. just imagine
She’s chasing the dragon just to escape the shoes that she stand in
...That couldn’t go well its sad but fuck it oh well
Hope fell, Partying, drinking, smoking at hotels
[Verse 2]
A decade later I still remained her admirer
Seen her tried to get clean she would work a job and they’d fire her
went back to shooting her body constantly bruising
Just losing her life tired of doing dope and abusing
I moved to Colorado, buried in bottles
I wasn’t doing no diesel but still I knew I go hard
I heard they got her they caught her up but her bond
Was set up so high that now she would owe a debt to a John
The story worsens her parents filed a missing person..
Last was seen with a pimp who kept her working for certain
Certainly not the life That you would have in sight
Its hard to fight when your whole life’s feeding this appetite
i watched the news it was sad and had me confused
the questions flowing but never knowing the full truth
i think she felt doomed, destined to leave this hell soon
They found her dead bound to a bed in a motel room
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11. |
I'm an Addict
03:08
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Im Im still an addict even though I don’t sniff coke
in love with rap buying beats until im stiff broke
Obsession takes hold, im murdering A verse
wonder if this shit is healthy, or im headed for a fucking hearse
(yea)..I dont know if it love me back though
Given more than I GET - got me feeling LIKE am an asshole
this rap monopoly’s not - letting me pass go
alas it got me heated like dipping tongues in tobasco
This shit a blast though, my mind has got one track
to go dumb and son you ring ya bell like the hunchback
Crush opps and replace their tops with a dunce cap
I’’m sending missiles like Boeing crushing their heart like Owen
I keep on flowing and blowing minds of the kids who listen
Ready to blow I aint chilling til I fulfill my mission
im painting pictures and breathing life to the vision
My skill is ill and yet still I been feeling like there is something missing
Im never satisfied thats why I keep the ladder climbed
I never bat an eye, even when I shatter minds
and if the data finds i’ve had it I re-strategize
And ravage average rappers Like cadavers that the maggots find
(4 bar scratch pre- hook)
Hook:
When it comes to this music im like a crackhead
I know Ill rock whether or not im making back bread
Its all or nothing I obsess, thats the way it is
The way its always been I’ve been an addict since I was a kid
When it comes to this music im like a crackhead
I know Ill rock whether or not im making back bread
Its all or nothing I obsess, thats the way it is
The way its always been I’ve been an addict since I was a kid
(Verse 2)
it Doesn’t matter if its hip hop or not
Ima find you at the top and blow your mind like you was Abe Lincoln
.no day drinking this is 2020
And 2020 be the vision eyes in focus and I aint blinking
These lames thinking that were parallel (nah)
but in skill I im running circle round clowns- like - a carousel
Y’all knowing very well im dwelling in my basement writing
24/7 killing shit like I was airing shells
Somewhere in hell is where you’ll find me at
amongst the other attics drinking wine in bags and doing lines in back
trees and diesel to the fiends is like dimetap
my lines are just in fact rap.. rhymes is where my mind is at
Somebody tell C-Lance to stop serving me
ill probably OD hell have to talk to cops nervously
after the surgery feds heard that he murdered me
he better plead the 5th when they serve his ass with the 3rd degree
though I prefer to be drunk, I stay assertively
saying no to the drinking and thinking less of the herbs that be
trying to pass a glass knowing its an urge to me
fuck it I never thought id even live to turn 33
(4 bar scratch pre- hook)
Hook:
When it comes to this music im like a crackhead
I know Ill rock whether or not im making back bread
Its all or nothing I obsess, thats the way it is
The way its always been I’ve been an addict since I was a kid
When it comes to this music im like a crackhead
I know Ill rock whether or not im making back bread
Its all or nothing I obsess, thats the way it is
The way its always been I’ve been an addict since I was a kid
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