Killou Ft.Yuri kylo

Artist: Yuri kylo.    

Put my blood sweat all onna page    
real nigga i seen better days    
trill i just let the cheddar age    
u was inna field I was inna maze    
heal niggas when i burn the sage    
feel different when i learn the waves    
ill kill me 4 the shit i spill if i wrote it seal my shit in a vase    
money on my mind    
spirits in my face say my lyrics ain’t above adjace    
but it’s ghosty so i innovate    
try to coach me but i wrote the plays    
don’t approach me less u woke or paid    
i been sober know it correlate    
still a smoker tho i levitate flowin over poetry was    
night and day    
I been coping moving on my dolie    
really only got to knew the old me    
right before my father tried to mold me    
learned to walk & then he went disown me    
found another bitch and went to clone me    
kinda dirty how they did the homie    
that was ‘99 or sum kinda when i found a piece of mind inside my sony    
back when i was dreaming shit below me what was in the future couldnt show me seeing visions of me killing police    
pretty bitches i kept fucking boning    
made 11 then the seven sold me    
graduated then they started folding    
nothing could’ve told me you gone be alone 4    
fucking with the niggas who was phony    
this ain’t got a hook nigga this is when i book niggas who still fucking owe me    
funny when i cook niggas seasons look different in the kitchen like it’s tony’s    
but i know they sneak dissing so i keep spitting lyrics cuz they sleeping on me    
really never preach feelings but the peace leave a lot of niggas fucking holy    
what’s the word    
i’m too controlling    
i flip the bird    
and mix the potions    
i stir the urn    
and burn emotions    
it’s fuck the world    
cuz i’m the closest    
the sickest images in my psychosis    
i split a citizen like it was Moses    
if u ain’t been a fan then smell the roses    
it’s 3:09 am im feeling solace    
they play my shit and say that i’m the colest    
they love you hate you then they love to quote it    
i try & grow my soul i’ll never soil it    
she say i pray 4 u i hope she sold it    
she tryna hit the pole but we ain’t votin    
i flow a verse until her p*ssy soakin    
we blew the curtains & the room was potent    
i went from perfect to just fucking hopeless    
Now i’m headed to the bank call me but u can’t stalling i just meditate    
4 the lettuce on the plate story of a quaint artist i ain’t fucking drake    
world meta with the fakes higher with the steaks quiet i can’t imitate, kawhi i’m silent inna paint    
drive it then i break tie it up & fry a snake my newest shorty got rihanna face    
but got a body like naomi banks    
my diamonds shining climbing out da case    
& when they pay me ima up the pace    
im kinda shady need a m in case    
they try to get me when i end the tape    
   
   
Artist: TetsuUmi Sinra.  
    
Just a youngin tryna live his life                    
Tryna build a bit of paradise                    
All the angels that was with me turn into the opposition at the speed of light         When it popped I had to eat a L
I decided not to eat it twice                    
That's when my persona darkened like     the morbid corners of reality itself             Dollars all on my mind                    
Fire in my cells powering my will
I remember fighting for what's real           Then the homies showed it wasn't them   They set me up like a fuckin sit                    
Com                                            
Now I can't trust again      
I was                                          
Struggling to exist
I couldn't even feel love without feeling tricked!..............                                                                
                                                                         
               
Fuck the cards and the hand I held      
Fuck the god that shuffle them and delt em  
I'ma change the game into a bet                 Gamble life and death and wager debt     Waving while I'm taking major steps         Footprint ripples in the basin debpts         Sea of mother fuckers hating                    
When the worlds my play pin                    
Y'all about to face my wrath!                    
Woman calling me they favorite                 I just play ignorant tell I grab their waist and stabb                    
Shorty body like a pase maker swiggle straighted                                            
And her face could raise the dead             Wondered if her jaw was raising life when she scream I'll leave my Bay Bay kids                
I don't know if I'll pay the price                    
If I leave will they wave the bill                    
I know I'll dip if I can't decide                       And leave my heart on the table as a fuckin tip!                                            
Man this life a trip                                         I didn't ask to take it    
Niggas on vacation used your name to make it    
While you on plantations watchin lacerations    
While they praise the slashes up in Jesus name    
Saviors laughing    
Taking of his mask    
to show he Satan    
But the congregation    
keep the faith    
Bounded by damnation    
Blind by isolation    
Fear is dream catching for the sleeping slaves    
Say they responsible for  their sovereignty    
Watch whole Crowd of knees start shaking    
Sheep over heads    
But they wide awake                                   The world is cold                                            
And deciets a blanket                                   For the warmth they'll be complacent       until their body heat go to nature             Then their screen go blink                           And the fable play ends                               Then Their kids grow to replay it             embilicle chords get replaced with          
a ball and chain in the form of paper....... From your mothers womb to the graveyard    
Your on a string Of either love or hatred                              
(Unless you break it Dim Lit shit)