1. |
Lime {Envy}
03:48
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[Hook]
Put your life on the line for it
(yeah)
What you gone ride,
What you gone die for?
(yeah)
This shit ain’t easy
But my eyes closed
(yeah)
Make you think
I do no type wrong
(yeah)
[Verse 1]
I got some homies that would ride for me
(yeah they gone ride)
That’s the only way to survive homie
(To survive)
I wonder why they always try on me
(Said why you try?)
Outside influence wanna spy lonely
(They always spy, woah)
Check how we live and advertise lowkey
(Why, why?)
Flex they own shit I don’t know why aquí
(Yeah Yeah)
They worry bout us all the time
Homie I’m chill
(Woah woah woah, yeah)
so please sit down before I slide ya
(Woah)
[Hook]
Put your life on line for it
What you gone ride
What you gone die for
This shit ain’t easy
But my eyes closed
Make you think
I do no type wrong
(Hey, hey)
[Verse 2]
Kuro Kami in the bed
That’s my Kami overhead
Like the homie chucky said
That's my god
I gotta translate it
On that bed I keep my lady
We aquí don’t need you paying
No type of attention
Cause we out of view
What is our destination
That's nowhere to you
On track I be feeling like
I own the field
I’mma turn yeezy
and buy me some fields
Plant the staw in it
the berry it yields
That’s a gold nugget
Forever it fills
Up in my lungs
I’m blowing smoke
Keeping the Os in the session
On woe
When y’all gone let
Kuro come drive the boat?
Collecting on calls
We charge on the phone
You need a favor?
You broke? You on hold
Oh you got dough?
That’s what’s up
What’s up let me know
This how we think
Know the world is too cold
If I chill the summer
I might shake the frost
If I’m on rolling loud
I promise I'll kill
I need one big show
And I’m out for real
Aesthetic essential
You don’t know the feel
Lo-fi the vibe
I’m keeping it chill
Datfoot we diving
in flows of D-Real
Mittens the homie
Since day one that’s real
Ocean be wavy
Production is crazy
when Alys go ooh
That got me so faded
That was the cloud
When I had first made it
Producing boom bap
Five years later
I’m looking back like
I knew me some legends
And I really do
I’mma get to that level
[Hook]
Put your life on line for it
What you gone ride
What you gone die for
This shit ain’t easy
But my eyes closed
(Y'all niggas be funny,
autotune be making niggas
sound good, you be sounding foolish bruh)
Make you think
I do no type of wrong
I want the gold
The money and hoes
I want the allure
This ailment ain’t cured
A vanity slave
I cannot be saved
Can you give me the fame?
Bro I want a name
x2
Fame the drug and you swallow swallow swallow everyday
Post a pic, update your status,
Send a tweet or
Swipe away don’t you worry bout your real life it’s lame outside ok?
We be quiet as a field mouse
When notifs going bling
Yeah
[Hook]
On the line for it
What you gone ride
What you gone die for
This shit ain’t easy
But my eyes closed
Make you think
I do no type of wrong
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2. |
Champions {Pride}
03:38
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You better work harder
nobody care
They ain’t tripping
if you stuck and down bad
You better work harder
nobody care
Keep on grinding
Till you know you the man
Say say say I gotta plan
It ain’t B it’s A and
Ace in my hand
Say say say that I’ll be winning again
I ain’t tripping
I’mma bet all my ends
Stuff the pot and when they fold
I’mma grin
I just killed the whole damn game
Like I’m Grim
Back to back and you ain’t stopping these wins
But he played platinum to gold so my friend
I’m down and out cause I was cheated a hand
He took the pot and got up outta there
My jaw on the floor in disbelief I stare
Eternity building as I climb them stairs
Up to my building that dough was for rent
It ain’t the first or fifteenth but I’m spent
How I’mma make it? man what do I do? If I end up homeless can I stay with you?
Boy you crazy man you must be a fool
You was covered but you squander a tool?
I’ll tell you what the next time you pool
All your cash go head use it as fuel
For whatever you smoking must be on a juul
Filled with crack cause you tripping my dude
What that was? LSD is that you? Cause I swear homie stuck on the moon
Bro come back to earth
I see that you hurt
You better work harder
nobody care
They ain’t tripping
if you stuck and down bad
You better work harder
nobody care
Keep on grinding
Till you know you the man
What’s your motivation
Is it guns, girls, cars
High speed like racer
On X yonk yonk
Jump jack over them wires
That stay barbed
You Mach 5?
I’m Mach 254
At the same speed
Setback never was a loss
Any L a lesson
Adolescents best get smart
Get wise peel eyes
Acting cooler than cool
What’s that? it’s ice
Oh I see why
Like I C Y?
Nah I meant 3 stacks
Me too anyways
aye aye
What I’m saying till I’m captain of industries
Double A been moving with the highest of energy
Get shook like Lamar Jackson do his enemies
Defend this house say I will or you ain’t with me
Cause we got control
If you tripping then you best hit the road
Otherwise we make you hit the road
Head dribbling on concrete we cold
But guarantee everybody on code
So I got to know
what you perusing homie
Like what is the goal
How are you doing something
To promote the pros
Weigh the cons and let all of them go
Like my bro’s in the cells that you hold
Innocent but bodies make you gold
So you never let a single one go
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3. |
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Water I freeze in the cold
I got that drip but that chick she don’t know
Yeah
My heart frigid like the frost
These winter months lasting way too damn long
Uh
I been on the move that progression lil bitch
I don’t stop to teach no lessons lil kid
If I drip then you drown but I’m froze
All in the zone like auto I suppose
(That’s incredible)
Shake it down break it down
Hips move great
Working with twerking with all that A
That stand for attitude
You know that she on one
We smoking tree
mon ami how you be?
She beating her feet
When my song come on we
Always get free like the room boy we on
My girl she foxy just like Caleon
I’m paying the price when she hit the salon
She put it on me and girl sing like Solange
Rip Nip we still run marathons
Y’all took it and ran soon as og was gone
Wait wait
Hold up that is faux
Like the leather on my mufucking coat
I ain’t gangster but I follow the code
I ain’t pimping but I still pull them hoes
Niggas tripping what you want boy I’m gone
again again
Young nigga just gotta hit the road
If I tour then I’m stacking up the dough
I kept real like straight from the door
I ain’t tryna play with y’all
You weirdos
I’m knocking ankles off
She deep throat
Gagging she begging I gave her back shots
Her hands on the wall and my hand on her thigh
Highest in the room I’m on Travis like Scott
Free when we mile high clubbing with thots
He fucking on thotties
And rapping bout Rari’s
And red dot that shottie
Like 69’s big homie
I’m cool as Burberry
that Brit but not perry
still shoutout yachty
cause JT got carried
Not penning your verse?
man there ain’t nothing worse
Don’t think bout top 5
if your free is rehearsed
I’m real fuck your feel
I put kitty in hearse
So if you’re too pussy
I fuck you over
I’m too legit like Kayrxn
got that feature
I set that up bitch
I don’t care bout your work
What you do for your dawgs
cause I’m building with mine
Water I freeze in the cold
I got that drip but that chick she don’t know
Yeah
My heart frigid like the frost
These winter months lasting way too damn long
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4. |
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I need the bands in my hand
See the power I command
I need the biggest of bags
Bitch get your hand out my stash
Who said I needed a friend?
Benny Franklin is the man
All of my best friends are dead
Blue faces keeping me fed
Fuck out my face what you doing
You peasants present fuck up what I’m pursuing I’m moving
On my Ferris Buler don’t ask how I’m cooling
come catch a vibe come let me undue your
Bra down babygirl I need you and
More specifically that pussy you knew that
I’m lusting need it anytime I see you and
Nothing gone stop me from getting it up
And knocking you down I’m calling your bluff
I need it all a little ain’t enough
I need that cash in pocket till it bust
I need that power I’m loving the rush
Living fast death is only a brush away
Dodging mad pearly gates is a must today
Everyday gotta come up something man
How I’mma flex if I ain’t got that woah woah wait
*gunshot*
*bodydrop*
Cash, cars, kitty? Homie you foolish
You ain’t the star of shit who you fooling
Falling failing now you fading away
Your vision blurring you now realize mistakes
you was making heard that shit you would say
Regretting your lust for power way too late
Took the plunge took the fall to your fate
Riding round with the blankest of face
Feel nobody you just want an estate
Swamp boys peep the way that you moving
They popped smoke fore he really got booming
It’s lust homie I see envy intruding
Seven sins that compel us to pull it
Eyeing 9s 45s yeah them toolies
5 point 56 load and go stupid
I mean dumb till that drum empty spook ya
I need the bands in my hand
See the power I command
I need the biggest of bags
Bitch get your hand out my stash
Who said I needed a friend?
Benny Franklin is the man
All of my best friends are dead
Blue faces keeping me fed
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5. |
Cold Summer {Vanity}
02:09
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Tired of running
tired of hiding
Tryna fade it
I can’t fight it
I been gone for way too long
You putting curses on my soul
I don’t need your piece of mind
I need tranquility I find
That bitches ain’t really hoes
There’s a difference don’t you know
Bitch move whatever way she want
Hoes follow dough, pussy, and more
Can’t you see?
She just want gold
Say she love you telling lies
Inside your sight does lie a hoe
Mad I don’t buy expensive
I ain’t been the one to gloat
I feel like mason in the scope
Pray man don’t end up like the bow
I bet you hear her bitching bro
Know sentiment ain’t lost on you
We always going back and forth
The worst part of it’s that she’s both
I ain’t coming back no more
99 problems you ain’t one
I guess you realized how fucked up
this relation was from the jump
I been gone for way too long
You putting curses on my soul
I don’t need your piece of mind
I need tranquility I find
Was right about you all along
You was scared of being alone
Treat me like shit so I would chase you
Leave me lone when I’m pissed off
Your friends ain’t really friends at all
They told you that to watch your fall
But it’s too late to take it back
Don’t wanna see you anymore
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6. |
25/8 {Gluttony}
03:20
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[Intro/Hook]
25/8, 20, 25/8 wanna know where I stay
25/8 they been staring at my plate
25/8, 25/8
25/8 they be staring at my plate
New swag new drip what the fuck is there to say?
25/8 she wanna know where I stay
Don’t you know a nigga known? I can’t show you my estate
[Verse]
Said I need that cash
And gimme your hoe
She like how I move
And love how I talk
She say that I’m irky
Yeah I get on her nerves
But she still gone suck me
Said that we can play nurse
Lemme lift up her skirt
She stay on my drawers
Till I take em’ off
Now I’m all in her jaw
She wanna do it raw
Baby girl you ain’t cuffed
So sorry that’s tuff
But I’m wrapping it up
It’s a wrap and I’m done
I’m on the move on the run
Paper chasing like a nigga had guns
Aimed at my head and they said get that bread
I don’t do this shit for none of my friends
It’s strictly business now come and invest
Don’t need a Bentley that’s wasting a check
I’ll fuck on these bitches till I got blue checks
Then they signing waivers to kiss on my neck
If they tryna play I’m ignoring that text
It’s American thots like sorry bitch next
Please do not mention me like it’s a flex
Stay by myself or with Monte that’s it
Tired of you
Talmbout Twitter
And shit
I stay off that bitch
Till I’m promoting shit
I really thought Kuro would blow up last year
But it don’t matter cause look at me now
[Bridge]
Yeah I got plain Jane
Grezzzo fuck with Janet we gone take over the game
Y’all be dropping racks on the freshest whip you seen
Chillin’ in a Handa call me back when you get sense
Diamonds dancing on you niggas Yeah I got plain Jane
Grezzzo fuck with Janet we gone take over the game
Y’all be dropping racks on the freshest whip you seen
Chillin’ in a Handa call me back when you get sense
So I’mma fly away
Like I’m moving tidal waves
When I’m rich I’ll flex like uh uhn uh
I know you waitin’ on it yeah yah yeah
This girl think suicide’s the way
Say why you wanna die today?
Don’t you know that you a star ar ar
No matter what that’s who you are are are
I’m high so I’mma fly away
Like I’m moving tidal waves
When I’m rich I’ll flex like uh uhn uh
I know you waitin’ on it yeah yah yeah
This girl think suicide’s the way
Say why you wanna die today?
Don’t you know that you a star ar ar
No matter what that’s who you are are are
[Hook]
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7. |
Bad News {Sloth}
02:46
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Come alive yeah
I’m in inside yeah
Come alive they come alive
When I’m inside woah I’m inside
Not alright it’s not alright
I’m trapped inside
Tryna fight 11 eyes
I’m losing sight
Hope I survive
They’re taking lives
When I’m inside
That’s why I dive deeper inside
Look for sublime
You can’t fight
And you can’t hide
So don’t you try
I’m not alright monsters inside
And they kill like homicide
Love to my dawgs please save their lives
I can run but never hide I’m not alright
Bad news yeah
You come around I’m feeling blue
I need them faces not the hue
Flip P on Huey and your though
That’s a 9 what it do
We riding round we got that tool
You got dilemmas aight cool
Fix it Felix can’t help you
We handy manny y’all get screwed
The 410 be full of fools
Charm city and we’re too
Alluring to your lady ooh
I tried to warn alot of you
But you ain’t listen here’s the proof
Bodymore up we on the move
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Kuro Silence Baltimore, Maryland
I am sound incarnate.
“Kuro Silence is a rapper/producer from Baltimore, Maryland. From trap to
experimental, Kuro’s work defies normative currents of Hip-Hop’s soundscape with his work ethic and forays into Hip-Hop’s many sub-genres.”
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