Hyperbolic Chamber Music

[Verse 1] (Mondre M.A.N.) Main Attrakionz shit, big dreams Got a lot of hope, we can take this shit wherever lil' cousin Twenty dozen, still thuggin' Grippin' on a lil' something, trying to triple the H Hunter Hearst Hemsley The "H" for the hustle if you get my pedigree Tryna chill with the Emilies and Stephanies Them loud ass nuggets get the best of me This beat like a nic freak and I'm first to skeet [Verse 2] (Squadda B) Catch a flashback, it's school time with backpacks This shit wild, my nigga, we grew past that Get a lap dance by the money we worked so hard for Superstar, ??? Italian, need a foreign car for Colors on my clothes, rebel, like Darfur They hypnotize the ghetto one by one when I make art for Things change so I gotta move accordingly All that talking, all that chilling that shit boring me Five chapters who I live for, important to me I get lost chasing my dreams, life's a snore to me I get whatever I want, life's a whore to me A self-made thousandaire, you recording me Face like an I.D., yeah bitch I'm good here Quit popping them tags, it's a new year Face like an I.D., yeah bitch I'm good here Quit popping them tags, it's a new year [Verse 3] (TRPLBLK) "Bruiser" (ad nauseum) [Verse 4] (Chavis Chandler) Bitches ain't shit Ain't none of these hoes 'bout nothin' And I don't really know what they want from me But I love 'em, yeah I'll get my love, baby [Verse 5] (TRPLBLK) You fuckin' with a bruiser, you gotta play to win Go get my money, wipe that cum off your chin I set up a lick we get them boxes at ten We celebrating with a lot of pussy juice and lot of Hen' Blunt smoke, power back shots and long strokes Gag reflexes, the bitch don't choke Get Daddy bread and she bring it by the loaf She like the way Daddy's semen coat her throat [Verse 6] (Chavis Chandler) This bitch is possessed by the gold Rolex All she want is the sex and she Tryna find words to get that penny up out of me with the fondling But I ain't really about the shit, so I try to think and be observant This situation is happening current-ly Oh, my God, she's tryna ruin me Tryna run away with my heart, but I ain't gonna let her, cause naw Bitches ain't shit Ain't none of these hoes 'bout nothin' And I don't really know what they want from me But I love 'em, yeah I'll get my love, baby [Verse 7] (Kool A.D.) Kool A.D., D.R., Greedhead Shout out to Clayton, the P.R. weedhead Beat so smooth, you could call it yacht rap You don't need a yacht, get your rich boy to cop that Check me out, I'm Ice T Hecka little cocoas wanna wife me My money's so likely, I don't like it but I like me Twice it but I like three, triple that, lickupon a nipple fat Fake Jackson Pollack in a Danish hotel All for the stories that your famous bro tell Do a lot of shows and it go well And if they don't, then "oh well" Don't like to go to hell Watch me when I get my money up I'mma go Chappelle Long vacations in developing nations Leaning on promethazine Young brown Kreayshawn, shoulda been a cop, like Pace Won R.I.P. Ason Unique, ayo, plus, also fuck B-Unique Hoes in front rows at shows, I see you, freak Every week shark week, I call it tuba week, short for ??? *speaking spanish or portuguese?* See your boy in Costa Ric, a freakin' on a chocha Rica, yee-haw Ride 'em cowboy, cheeba that curious strong, that Altoids [Verse 8] (Big Baby Gandhi) Hola, yo soy Nafis Ya boy, ya beast, in a St. Croix fleece ??? sneaks, on the mic a joy to say the least Off the mic, stay annoyin' my peeps Asleep on the train, woke up on the boulevard Weed, cocaine and the dope up on my boulevard Where they pull your card if you're looking too hard I got this one incense, got me smelling like God Whole world trash and the human race dirty Old world clash with the new one's raised badly Sadly, how come family ain't family Gag me, kill me, take me out my misery You did it for the dollar bill, I did it for the dollar bill Main difference is that I spent it how a scholar will Did it with a lotta skill, lyric cause I swallow pill There's like 30 dudes rapping, so I'mma chill [Verse 9] (Key Nyata) Sheeit, I'm probably perkin' forever Cause if the pimpin' is poppin' it's similar to Beretta It's goin' off, so every time I visit her house She take my dick up out my pants and put it straight in her mouth Young fly nigga, Raider Klan stand for the 2010 Plus two, I'm tryna fuck you and If the game is tight, then I can make her come too Gimme the cash, gimme the cash, like I'm robbin' you Shit, I gives a fuck about your talkin', boo Cause if it wasn't for that ass, I wouldn't talk to you Love cash so I'm racetrack walkin' you Pimpin', you niggas tender like chicken Call that girl fender cause the way that she bendin' Jheri curl drippin', hear what a nigga say Can't fuck wit' a nigga in the mack game [Interlude] (Key Nyata) [x2] I want you to bring me the cash I said I want you to bring me the cash I said want you to bring me the cash One time, two times for that ass [Verse 10] (Isaiah Toothtaker) Toothtaker make a motherfucker repeat himself Whatcha talkin' 'bout, who you think you're talkin' to? Say it face to face, see if it comes out the same way We don't play, I thought you knew Actions speak loudest, so just let your mouth rest Countless accounts expressed, you can't prove We found out and now, we gon' test miles down southwest You best to claim true And I don't know where you're going with this It won't be over unless they put me under arrest I put you under the ground, they want to serve and protect I wanna serve clowns and burn shit down In the match, little lighter me To be a little brighter I gotta fire desire Live the life of a fighter I'm ridin' around the corner on the block Ignoring city ordinance, street signs and stop I got the guts and the glory, you can give it all you got I'ma find what rhymes with orange, extraordinary guy I think I'm more important, my priorities are top I get it off and poppin' like I'm Orville Redenbacher Excuse me doctor, why am I so sick? Excuses, excuses, you just the shit Ain't no flu, you make music illicit Make yo' bank and then make pigs suck your dick [Interlude] (Supa) It's so outrageous, man this shit's so crazy, so crazy It's so outrageous, they way that they keep hatin', keep hatin' It's so outrageous, but homey y'all can't phase us, can't phase us It's so outrageous, cause homey we stay faded, stay faded [Verse 11] (Joeybagadoughnutz) Know where the trap's at, got tats, might snap Bags, two tracks and an automatic Mac That don't mean you can rap, you can still be wack Mighta got the look down but it's lyrics you lack I'll be damned to, copy what they do on camera If it's cool, I'm a nerd, Lambda Lambda Lambda In a Bama bandana, cram to examine my hinges (?) And judge the fans who test his name to enter answers Cause he ain't as cool as you think That's why they get on, and then they gone Before you can blink, ain't shit without a clique Bet they wouldn't even sting, brains like a little chain I think they missin' a link, I can pick 'em out like a booger They claim to be gettin' pussy but tanks full of sugars Should you continue to let 'em pose? You the one that's in control Cause as it ain't so the label says no mo' It's quick to let 'em go, so you should go [Verse 12] (Supa) Tryna make it 'round the world, like them Globetrotters Flow hotter but I still gotta go harder Can't stop, never quit, what the weak do Gotta hustle round the clock, that's what we do Can't blow it on some bullshit, can't afford to do it Spaced out in my zone feeling Sortahuman Yeah we take the work and flip it like a hotcake Tree smokin' hell good, think my pot laced It's so outrageous, man this shit's so crazy, so crazy It's so outrageous, they way that they keep hatin', keep hatin' It's so outrageous, but homey y'all can't phase us, can't phase us It's so outrageous, cause homey we stay faded, stay faded [Verse 13] (Dizzy D) It's so outrageous, fantastic, phenomenal Hits your cerebral and all in your abdominal Goosebumps come quick, weird astronomical Y'all so comical, we so muy fuego So sick, gross like Juggalo's Faygo We got the good and the bad, horns and haloes Gotta stay paid though, Sortahuman's on the game Til I'm under the red clay, over everything Some cats'll do anything, your boy say anything Almost like a bloodlust, never bit by the fangs Not in the same lane, we are not the same thing Roll with a gang full of stoners, don't gang bang Elevated minds, embraced where this changed Fuck all the hype, forget stereotypes We enjoy rappers, not rappers that are white Fuck labels whether record labels or in real life [Interlude] (Supa) It's so outrageous, man this shit's so crazy, so crazy It's so outrageous, they way that they keep hatin', keep hatin' It's so outrageous, but homey y'all can't phase us, can't phase us It's so outrageous, cause homey we stay faded, stay faded [Verse 14] (Snaxx) It's so contagious, the way we stay sprayin' it The way I stay faded like an artist's picture when he paint it Maybe that's shady, maybe I'm mistaken Takin' this shit more seriously than I should But if I could, I would leave it all behind Find a different grind Chron to mid chron is what I'm hittin' on This shit here, this shit here Have your mind spinnin' and trippin' You're catchin' the fear, maybe it's this year, maybe it's not No matter what happen we gon' stick to the plot This music shit must not stop This my outlet cause I don't like goin' to outlets For outfits, I sit in this bitch and push out hits Like it ain't shit, life's just a bitch That I intend to fuck so good luck tryna fuck me Now go on, light the blunt and fill the cups up with Hennessey [Interlude] (Supa) It's so outrageous, man this shit's so crazy, so crazy It's so outrageous, they way that they keep hatin', keep hatin' It's so outrageous, but homey y'all can't phase us, can't phase us It's so outrageous, cause homey we stay faded, stay faded [Verse 15] (Left Leberra) This shit sound like a ski trip Stuck on the chairlift, tight rap ain't this Left Leberra, trick, most known unknown Digital Underground, bitch I got a bunch of sounds Tryna run the net, nigga you can run the town Pow, pow, get your fuckin' power up Stop takin' power naps We the shat, we the shit Past and present tense No offense, bitch, drop into a split [Verse 16] (Don D) Woke up, like I know we won Frontin' ain't on me for puttin' on It's a pawn, so we looked at Shawn Business is personal Locally respected, but worldwide neglected I would never want to be Catch a breeze from these trees Potent ??? I keep 'em with me If you really talkin' bout it Then you can give a 60 to ice and we left from ??? Takin' us everywhere, no lie, off of that 1-6 To cross that footbridge And if I'm iffy by the talent I got 5, I know, sick [Verse 17] (Rod Fuego) I'm a young super immaculate Rap til I get callouses C-T, nigga, but I'll be up where an atlas lives Know the light skin, I'm a rebel to the establishment A lot of people overlook, 'gon be lookin' up madder shit Even Mike wasn't first draft, I go hard Til that cum you feel hurts bad Ain't no second guessing I'm making niggas hang theyself, we goin' back to lynching Seven black cats, my superstition is an instant ??? [Verse 18] (9Gs) Since commas and triple set, bet my life on it M-O-T, Matter of Time, til lights on it Til they bite on it, Big League Chew Til the team hawks spit, and spends endless nights on it ??? or perfected, ??? ?? ??? ??? ??? so ill, we gotta be feared Bubble like mind clears, subtle but not scared Smoke blunts and no repairs, it's only wrong if you care [Verse 19] (Zachg) Put the top back, uh-huh Ma you like that? I could do it to you fancy like a top hat Come on, tell me lil mama can you top that? Well can you top that? I give you constant whiplash, rapping like I'm RiFF RAFF But spit facts uninhibited, with the pimp slaps Get the spinach and I'm finishing in olive oil Cookin' on the Bar-B while yall shrimp just boil Gold leaf on the soil, plush seats like I'm royal Your bitch grab more dicks than a Manhattan Mohel Your ho ain't got a pussy that's hotdog in a hallway You ain't got a dick, that's a hot dog in the hallway You ain't gotta quit, man I'm eatin' like a Akira this year I'm tryna hear a sound barrier burst You can bury the old me in a shoebox in the hearse Truly liberated, not no Pattie fuckin' Herst You only heard me right now but been ill since birth Long jaundice, beat the walls to pieces Long dong, bitch, smoke in peace, lungs full of hashish From the bong rips do it to ya I keep it constant, take your mind out the frame To some place so cosmic, step up out the pond Get a taste for water salted Do the pussy like a pretzel, I'm assault it...white mustard in the condom and I'm gone bitch [Verse 20] (Lakutis) Yo it's your boy, Lakutis in the pool Hanging with Mila Kunis in the pool She said I'm the cutest in the pool Then she put it on me like I'm Ja Rule, awww girl I'm the flyest this side of the Mississippi And this side is the side that fucks with me Am I SSI or B-I, get me All my peoples with me All the hoes on me, all them all watch me Ice cold saki, might blow probably Never see y'all again but I like y'all a lot, B Just playin', I don't like no one See me goin' dumb like a shogun Rap hands glow like Sho Nuff Ass damn dead I'm so gruff Y'all bite rhymes, I fight crimes like Batman, Darkwing, Scruff McGruff That's wassup [Verse 21] (Fat Tony) Fat Tony in this bitch, representin' me myself and I Got a few friends on this track I wanna tell 'em "Hi" I'm comin' out of Houston so you know my collar's never dry Wonder why? Because the high's around 95 And I don't drive, I just ride on niggas I despise I eat Thai, and walk til I can sit inside In this environment, I'm wetter than a slip-n-slide Feeling hotter than the fire felt by Richard Pryor [Verse 22] (Lofty305) Lofty, 305 Doin' shrooms, gettin' high Gettin' by, broke as fuck Tryna hit a lick for the come-up, wassup bitch I ain't seen that ass in a while You're suckin' my dick and I like your style Hol' up, Lofty305 got a fat blunt, and you can have one If you can grab one Nah, not the blunt, bitch, bitch I mean my dick Lofty305, catchin' nuts on a bitch I'm bout to run up on them tits, yeah I got a thing for the bitch, damn She got a thing for the posh game I ain't even gotta say my name Wanna come up on the scene, yeah she know it's me Lofty305, all with the family ???, what's up my nigga chip Metro see what we're goin' through this fuckin' year Take over, with my niggas, damn Shout out to Raider Klan, yeah we back in this Fuck a bitch, one mo' gin til the world end We finna make it spin off its axis Yeah we back with them hoes cause this is that mack shit You know how it is, bitch [Verse 23] (Lowercase) Cyberpunk, and you a cyber bitch I'm a cyberpunk, and you're a cyber bitch Chillin', loungin' in Florida Smoked out, loc'd out in a Corolla I look at my phone, another Red Bull Tryna pick me up from the studio, yo She said "I got some Xanax and some good weed" I said I got some good dick, that's what you need, you know To get by to go to sleep, then I'll still lurk for the midnight creep I call up Lofty, like "Yo, what's the play with the week?" Everything doin' good, goin' good with the fam Holla at ??? like "Y'all stayin' up, y'all on the right track and shit?" I'm the low letter and I keep Village South together, so I guess you could call me the general I keep my niggas together and I bring 'em up, and I still don't give a fuck Bust a nut in a slut, and call it a wrap I never had a gat, I just got my iron fixed So if you wanna fuck with VS, get your head bust, nigga, when my iron booms Fuck your gold grills, I got my calcium filled teeth [Verse 24] (Himself The Majestic) Himself the medical, murder mami so tender though Incredible, forever ho chopper spittin' propeller flow You met the most sickest, everything is gold glisten You ain't see like small crickets, barely heard with no lizzip It's a King, Jerry Lawler on the taping And I'll be drinking 40 Ounces til I'm fucking eighty Rap until they pay me, cruisin' with your lady Surfin' every ocean in the place, I'm feelin' wavy Please believe, it's an eastside spitta They gon' need the motherfuckin' Force to come and get us Elevator lift up, better late than never Said I made 'em wait, now they see me swervin' in a pick-up Top of my game like the Game Genie cartridge Compare art it's, next to nothing Coming from the city of set trip and dumpin' Henny and a blunt, we roll thick and function Nature [Verse 25] (Shady Blaze) New year, same hustle, same color reppin' Cold world, never shiver, block is hot but I'm never sweatin' Keep growing, I'm smarter than I was last week Cops arrestin' but it ain't me that's trapped in that back seat Shady Blaze, all I know is Green Ova Sorry if I don't recognize you I never am sober All my niggas on this track is real hustlers, it's time to get it It feels like my life ain't worth shit unless I spit it Too many snakes out here, too many rats Too much cheddar to get, it's a war in my habitat This isn't average rap, fam givin' love, make sure they have it back Momma raised me, I ain't care about where my dad was at Fuckin' up, thinkin' that crime shit was cool and Gettin' chips, it felt like I was wasting time up in school So I dipped, look at me, but don't judge a book by its cover This the future of this rap shit, man, you gotta love it [Verse 26] (Keyboard Kid) You gotta respect the hustle, was always a big dreamer Now a nigga waitin' on that big check, no FEMA I wanna ball, the game call me to the court, got subpoenaed They say life is a bitch, not if you get in between her I put the pipe on her lap, now she a crack addict Pillowtalk to my dream, gave me a crack at it Made our own lane, yeah I'm reppin' this bay shit Took the red pill, got up out of the fake shit Playin' the role and kneel, get you out of this matrix Take you and me to Based World, just hop in this spaceship All these rappers killers when the get on wax Well I'm a murderer too, shit I'm killing this track Leveled up quickly, never use a cheat code Still run point for the city like I'm D-Rose Fuck all the bullshit, I can smell it miles away Some of you fake niggas best to stay the fuck out my face [Verse 27] (Antwon) Fuck the world, call it calisthenics Bitch is wildin' out and my dick ain't even in it yet Pussy good in 2012, reppin' Dipset, that booty thumpin' Wonder if she popped a pill yet Block wild to see, they used to not be my peoples Unil they heard that fantasy best, now they on my peep though Summertime crack sales, homey hugged the physical They felt it through they bodies now the book ??? spiritual That boy did it, here's to you And all the people's in my life that made it possible I rob banks, you com-plain Do something for yourself nigga or else you're gettin' pocket change Remember me and my nigga used to just get a pizza Now we good, constantly rollin' weed up haters can't see us But wanna 3D us, only show the ??? to the girs, yeah, see ya Wouldn't want to be on my style, weed smoke to the shores of Korea Or onomatopoeia, whatever nigga [Verse 28] (Western Tink) I can't trust nobody, I trust nobody See every motherfucker tryna be John Gotti See every motherfucker got his hand on the shotty And he's scared to death, so he's gon' squeeze probably Like a happy dude, the minor is shit for major consequence Trippin' actin' like I got no sense When the name of the game's to break down defense Nowadays I see this shit from a new vantage Used to think like I wasn't gon' see tomorrow, but Think what if I was to see tomorrow One day you're standin' on top Mt. Kilamanjaro The next you're askin' the homies can you borrow a dollar Somebody close to me put me up that there'd be days like this Them the moments when these niggas show they true faces Some of my friends is foes, some of my foes is blessings So many said to keep it real, but that's just an expression I keep it, mobbin'... [Verse 29] (Chippy Nonstop) Girls, girls, girls, come on stay on your feet One shoulder, one arm, what can tear us apart One hand, one foot, nothing tear us apart This is the end, this is just the start I can't feel it no more, I can't take it no more "The world is yours," he always said to me "The world is yours," nothing left to believe Nothing led to believe, ay, Chippy [Outro] (Chippy Nonstop) X2 Bitches is the shit, you niggas ain't shit Bitches is the shit, cause you niggas ain't shit Bitches is the shit, you niggas ain't shit Bitches is the shit, cause you niggas ain't shit