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KILLA B
03:30
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Quick rest to the flame
Nigga can't paint lest a brotha see change
Two shots to the brain
Toe tag, tapped to your veins
Toe tag, strapped to your main
Everyday same
Better cover both eyes
World so cold
You would go snow blind
No ties to the low lifes
And it's no guise
Hand on the bud don't you blow my high
You do not control me
Im omnipotent
When the chakra flowing
What's popping, homie?
I got chidori
Probably noticed
I'm a lightning bolt
Rival thor and Odin
"I like war
And I concur"
For Passion
Cry and mourn
I'm Savage in my actions
Pass the crack
I caught a knack for trappin
Ash the past and
Make notes mothafucka I'm
Hands go off like a lambo
Bands go up whats a bando
Cambodian expanse
Where'd your man go?
Where the man dough?
Kicking through the main door
Where the pesos?
Where the Queso?
K, So
What I'm here for?
A beer and a bear claw
Just tenfold
Im an X6, you a pinto
Im a great white, you're a minnow
like
Chill man everybody chill
If you ain't talking money Nigga
Keep your lips sealed
You already know the deal
Rep the block that made me
Sell my cot and drank bleach
Fell of top and take speech
Weld my tongue and can't sleep
Quell my thoughts erase me
On these God's that made me
Ima diminish the menace
It's finished
It's sinister
Limit? Forget it
A christian legit as a minister
Good if you clip it
And ship it as nickel and glycerin
Pivot and stick it in
Livin like Ellen DeGeneres
The synonym? nigga is so
Audi
Call a fjord, he so
Rowdy
King of the storm, he so
Cloudy
Fuck all you niggas who ever
Doubted
Surrounded cus a nigga so
On the map like a coordinate plane
Full of dots and lines
The endgame dollar signs
Correlation is all my doing
If the beat's like shaq to you
Now Who's Patrick Ewing
A plot to a real bad movie
A plug for a real fat doobie
Scoobie
Jaywalking everyday a blowout
Everyday a nigga gotta show out
No doubt
Pullout
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SCOTT STERLING
02:18
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How you topping the cream of the crop
And dropping the semen when shots fired
And pied pipers retiring
Cyphers
So notches on the belt be porous as pornography
Sonar in me will lead you to the promise land
Im Promising democracy
No more egress
You stuck with me
Checks and fuck me
B
Dmx
Tree top like aspestos
Check it out
And bodies demolishing
Tarnishing copies it's ornery
Desire admiring
Ire and higher than piracy
Hours supplying
Denying a plea for equality
Sci-fi signs hard line steppers
Doomsday preppers, decode letters
And Baby pleas, ring out
So devout
The last words could never seem to creep out
You reach out
Your handlers turn to hammers as you beat down
And screech out
Your nature, paper, wavers as you freak out
Sleep now
But loaded as a cassidy
Malady,
Sicker than average salary,
Valiently
I take
Usain bolt flow
I smash boundaries
Half calories
Taking piles of these
Other rappers an
Dispose of them properly
Know he a prodigy
Honestly gotta be
Flow like it's cursive
Let em Know it's curteous
Verge of bursting out of his clothes
Like a man engorging on the vertebrae
He throws down
The towel
He holds out the vowels
He pro-lapsed
And now focused
Loco motive
A burden
You poking a metaphorical
Opiate
And it's more than a phobia
I'll dismember your fingertips
Send em all to your coroner
Slaughter ya, but don't talk no Carne asada
So stay hakuna mataata
Timon
I toss em all ensalada
You know it's yung
T-bone in this
Smashing all the gals in the back of a brash cabin
I'm attacking all you staggering addicts
I catch slacking
You hash tagging
I slash paladins
Be at rest, when I
Ash loud and then
Flash countenance
Know my plan is vindictive
Yeah
It's Mr. New Age Jam
Breaking walls, fuck your neighbors
I'm the Kool-aid man
I make Tang
And take aim
But who's the shooter?
Two into the noodle
hide the body in the soup, like
He out of control
And he only eating niggas if you bag em to go
oh
A methodical drone
Only nigga with the pot and the gold at the end of the bow
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FROSTY BEVERAGE
02:18
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I've been running from the knowledge
Demonstrated my ebonics
When comma came
Then the karma came
I was looking for handouts
People come with they hands out
In the hatchback
With a stamp on it like a hash tag
Cus I'm that prime
And my boat floats like a half lime
punch bowl
So cold
That the spit is froze
That snapped
Try a different rope
New money but the
Chip is old
New honey
And the center gold
She a centerfold
That's additional
Searching, searching for the fishing pole
That's a wishing well
If I ain't even seen it
Ain't a secret YTB is
Mystical
Aye
No spam from the post man
Call me pan I'm the goat man
AL bundy with the NOMA'AM
Where your girl at with the throat man
Damn
I been feeling like a frosty beverage
YTB he got frosty beverage
YTB HE GOT THAT
Floutine, babershop
Mr. Clean just copped a watch
So you can see how long it takes to get to the center of the tootsie pop
Don't stop til you drop now
Smooth nigga with the top down
Real nigga with the knock down
Peel when you see the lock down
Til I'm back
With a six pack
And a chinstrap
Going tip tap
On Mac
Going click clack
Til it kick back
Get back
You don't wanna be in the splash zone
(Splash Zone)
Master to matter and I go
Nitro
Iphone
Lightly in hand
Bury my head in the sand
Oh you think you the man?
I'll be the one in the stands
Watching it all come to end
Damn
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4. |
I KNOW
03:32
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Calling from the pyre
Fire walkers pile
Praying in the street
Peace carries no titles
Nother time
Nother plane ticket
On the golden coast
Smoking dope
Whipping old money
Nigga stroke
Don't you know
It's such a shame how we go to waste
Water steady flowing on a different lake
But when I see you in the summer on another day
Maybe we can pop bottles on another fade
I know you got it mane
I know you scared of obeying orders
Know you afraid when your passion caves
Know you sold your soul nigga
"Stone cold" on your grave
When you pass away
And where's the fuckin beef?
Thought it was the money and the weed.
Thought it was the running in the streets
But nigga believe me we're being deceived
I know it you know it
Everybody know it
Everybody got the whole
Ramen noodle chicken dinner
On the tap
Nigga you know where it's at
Everybody want it back
Everybody from the trap
And it's past the time
Boy you better break the line
Better break the chains
Caught up in the winds of change
So afraid to remain the same
Uh
And it's already oddity
Calling me, guarding me
Gnawing at arteries
Check the discography
Lottery gotta be
Thought of the prophecy
Over apostrophe
All of neurology
This is the shit
You know
But I'm here now fuck it
Got a big will might tuck it
Plug it
Jaywalkin everyday a blowout
Everyday a nigga gotta show out
No doubt, pull out
Skrt skrt
Cookies and cream
Sold your dreams and the ones you came with
Mold to me, we all know you ain't shit
Coke and lean how you live to pay rent
Locomotive
You say no when the moment golden
Usain bolt when the door is open
Approach the stand your vocal, coating
Every colored face, ashemed
It's such a shame how we go to waste
Water steady flowing on a different lake
But I walk 3 days if I have to
Had to make things great when I had to
Everyday come late if I had to
And I had news
I was flat, got a little cash in the stash, and a tattoo
Cold world
Never get a laugh back
Cold girl
Never get a chat back
But I laugh at the fact
At a back track
You would be the laugh track
Back making hashtags
Back and you stabbed that
Low key
Wasn't really like that
Hope you feel it though
Girl let my pipe that
No venereal
Pack that bowl
Go for cereal
And we all the doom song
Born to do wrong
Pawn with coupons
And con the youth
And make nooses from the fruit
So nowadays we ain't so fruitful
It's such a shame how we go to waste
Water steady flowing on a different lake
But when I see you in the summer on another day
Maybe we can pop bottles on another fade
Back to the future
Spare your negative feed
Got no mouth but must release
My pen like a suture
Carving me up like a Thanksgiving feast
Mentally starving the best
Ubermensch
Give me a memory then cross it out
Like it's tic tac toe
Spoon and pin
Mind on attack
Pack all my things and evac
Till I'm back again
Back in the United states
Hope it would all be the same
Everything is great
Everything changed
Now I'm in the past
Forced to do the same
Everybody know me
Don't nobody know it
Really i am so tired
Really run it but I can't stop
Give a tired sigh a sure shot
And they working yatta
To the bone
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Yatta The Blacksmith Las Vegas, Nevada
20 year old, Cali-born rapper, Yatta The Blacksmith is a solo artist who's influences range from 1960 blues and jazz to current progressive metal and mathrock. With a vocal delivery and performance that has been described as "captivating" and "Mesmerizing", YTB seeks to leave a lasting impression on the rap game and put Vegas on the map as far as hot MCs go ... more
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