Tracks Similar To Nothin' On Us
We Got The Power
Artist(s): downNout
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Writer(s):
Scott Horton (BMI) 50% / Wesley Eugene Smith Jr. (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Hard Rock, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Arena, Attitude, Badass, Beast, Chase, Confrontational, Distortion, Driving, Edgy, Empowerment, Energetic, Fight, Fighting, Forward, Inspirational, Intense, Mean, Pounding, Powerful, Promo, Pulsating, Pulsing, Shuffle, Sports, Tough, Underground, Uprising, Workout
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Synths
BPM:
125
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
We Got The Power
I see 'em watching
They try'na figure it out
They don't know what we about
Bump all the silence
We won't be quiet, let's start a riot
It's time for us to get loud
How you say we ain't the greatest
Who competing through the ages?
Man I shouldn't even have to say this
Who on ya A-List up on my status?
This is God given greatness man
I don't think you can create this man
Turn the building to a spaceship
We going up when the bass hit
C'MON
Yea we starting the show
Lock it and load it it's ready blow
We got the power I hope that you know
You said that you ready so...
C'MON
We gon' take it the farthest
No matter what they say regardless
'Bout to set off the charges
And we just getting started
Pardon me I'm getting my slash on
Michael Meyers with the mask on
Got a white girl look like Angelina
I call it getting my Brad on
When I write this
I ain't thinking 'bout if you gon' like this
You don't think about what all the hype is
But you think you considered the hypest
The flow so cold it's like two below
Make you feel it in ya cuticles
Squad posted like a cubicle
They just waiting on the cue to go
This is the moment just pledge your allegiance
You now you're a slave, I'll take you to freedom
You might as well join 'em if you cannot beat 'em
Just watch out for the demons
Savage
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 50% / Scott Horton (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Hard Rock, Hip Hop, Industrial, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Rap Rock
Keywords:
Aggressive, Arena, Attitude, Badass, Beast, Champion, Chase, Confident, Confrontational, Distortion, Driving, Edgy, Empowerment, Energetic, Extreme, Fight, Fighting, Forward, Inspirational, Intense, Mean, Pounding, Powerful, Promo, Pulsating, Pulsing, Riot, Shuffle, Sports, Street, Tough, Underground
Instruments:
808, Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Chant, Drums, Horns, Synths, Toms
BPM:
122
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Savage
Kill all the lights we gon' play in the dark
Draggin' the chains, they makin' a spark
Circle of gasoline and of fumes
Breathing the flame, blowin' a fuse
Bustin' through, rusty screws
Rage in the cage, escape from the zoo
Animal instinct off the hinges
Handling business with hammers and wrenches
Bang! Light up the night
No dynamite just a fire to fight
Gorillas and goons fed up with the bull
Fight with the wolf, get cut from the wool
You know the rules
No ref, we won't ever stop, we won't ever rest
There ain't nothing left
Who want it next?
Raw, no chaser straight to your chest rah!
Savage, savage, savage
Put you in bandage
Savage, savage, savage
Bustin' your cabbage
Bring it on
Come on
Brace for the blat, put on the mask
Pump up your fists with knuckles of brass
Break out the trap, the noose, the chains
The hammer go clap
This ain't a game are you not entertained?
Putting a strain on your muscle and brain
Swerving the lanes like Formula 1 on a schedule one
Either hurting somebody or looking for fun
One in the same, who could be judge
You already dirty from throwing the mud
Needle ain't budging above the red line
Maximum pressure the grit and the grime
You know the time, you know the deal
Finding the meal when the weak is revealed
Scalps are peeled, put you in bandage
Bustin' your cabbage savage
Come and get it
If you want it
Raw no chaser straight to your chest
Feenix
Artist(s): CaiNo
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Writer(s):
Marcus Cohen (ASCAP) 50% / Scott Horton (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Alternative, Electro, Hip Hop, Indie, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Sports
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angry, Arena, Attitude, Basketball, Boastful, Cocky, Competition, Confident, Crime, Criminal, Crushing, Dangerous, Dark, Death, Determined, Dirty, Distorted, Driving, Edgy, Epic, Face Off, Fight, Fuzzy, Game Time, Gang, Gritty, Inspired, Intense, Killer, Mafia, Mean, Motivated, Murder, Ominous, Overcoming, Police, Power, Promo, Propulsive, Pumped Up, Rebirth, Rising, Robbery, Showdown, Sports, Stadium, Struggle, Swagger, Tough, Trailer
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
Track Styles:
Trailer
Year Recorded:
2018
BPM:
160
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Feenix
Rising up
straight from out the ground I am the greatest at this
have you seen the latest fact sheets
violent like the great Apache
if you want come and attack me
I'll smack you back to the past
my run is planning to last
I'm hitting targets exactly
I'm a sharpshooter
never miss when I get in the groove
never lose
you can't even walk a mile inside my shoes
I don't move
I don't budge
I don't make no lame excuse
I just tighten all the screws
light up till I blow a fuse
I'm getting ready
it's going steady
I'm headed for the end drop the confetti
I'm intent and I'm not sensing any weakness
watch me rise from out the ashes like a Phoenix
Give it up
there's nothing in my way I am unstoppable
no matter what I think I know it's possible
I'm running at a level that so optimal
that trying to go against me is just simply irresponsible
I push it much further than most
brag and I boast
trying to catch me I'm ghost
gas never let up or coast
pull up and approach
and you get smoked, choke
coughing from all of the dust
I got a passion let's call it a lust
I am the greatest that's saying enough
feel the ground shaking that's me coming up
Kill Em Dead
Artist(s): downNout
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Writer(s):
Scott Horton (BMI) 50% / Wesley Eugene Smith Jr. (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Alternative, Electronic, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angry, Arena, Attitude, Basketball, Beast, Boastful, Club, Cocky, Competition, Confident, Crunk, Crushing, Dark, Death, Determined, Dirty, Driving, Entrance, Excited, Explicit Lyrics, Face Off, Fast, Fight, Football, Game Time, Gang, Gritty, Intense, Killer, Mean, Murder, Ominous, Police, Promo, Propulsive, Pumped Up, Rave, Showdown, Sports, Stadium, Struggle, Swagger, Underground
Instruments:
Bass, Claps, Drums, Keyboard, Organ, SFX, Synths
BPM:
150
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Kill Em Dead
You picked the wrong one to be messing with
Born in a dark hole I was left in it
No heart no soul that's definite
Leave no witnesses or evidence
And my hands just attracted to weapons kids
Bang Bang till ain't nothing left in it
Now your body ain't got no breath in it
Sending off to the morgue what's left of it
We coming no time to prepare now
Yea we coming don't be acting scared now
CHORUS:
You better run n**** run run
He wanna be a killer (run n**** run run)
Until somebody kill 'em'
Bang bang kill 'em dead
Bang bang kill 'em dead
Move slow can't be too cautious
See the line right there? Don't cross it
Hatin' n***** just make me nauseous
Chop 'em down like tree in a forest
This my city now no tourist
Putting flowers on your grave no florist
You ain't gangsta you just want the hype huh?
Watching real killers within wishing you was like one
I don't fear no man gon' try me
Face shots have you eating through an IV
And I didn't want to that was your fault
Big guns barrel long as a pole vault
Bang bang bang bang bang killer
Talk slick make your brain brain spilla
It ain't safe out here for the weak hearted
Eulogy reading dearly departed
You Better Duck Quick
Artist(s): Vega Heartbreak
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Writer(s):
Orlando L. Rowe (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Alternative, Electronic, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angry, Arena, Attitude, Beast, Club, Cocky, Competition, Confident, Crunk, Crushing, Dark, Death, Determined, Dirty, Driving, Drugs, Entrance, Explicit Lyrics, Face Off, Fast, Fight, Game Time, Gang, Gritty, Intense, Killer, Mean, Murder, Ominous, Police, Promo, Propulsive, Pumped Up, Showdown, Stadium, Struggle, Swagger, Underground
Instruments:
Bass, Claps, Drums, Keyboard, Organ, SFX, Synths
BPM:
152
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
You Better Duck Quick
This that crack hit, make a dope head wanna do a back flip
I'm like Batman in this all black, to these bad b****** I'm Bruce Wayne
Like car seats we all strapped, ain't no 1 on 1's we all scrap
I'm on the 101 in my corvette, with your dream girl I never call back
Back back back back back the f*** up, for a n**** act the f*** up
Nigga never had s*** had to hustle, wanna join us have to match the muscle
Head of my time nigga too far, jazzy with the b****** like Utah
Got the rocket on me like Houston, you can get it for the low like Groupon
I spend all my time, tryna get a million baby, fuck a living make a killing baby, mob ties like I'm a Sicilian baby Woah!
I'm the only n****they f*** with, so you know I'm not to be f***** with, when that Badddddd spray you better duck quick
CHORUS:
When that Bddddd spray you better duck quick
When that Bddddd spray you better duck quick
You know I'm not to be f***** with
You know I'm not to be f***** with
You know I'm not to be f***** with
Vvs in my wrist watch, trigger finger got chicken pox, and I'm itching to let this b**** go, like top 40 you gone get popped
Kush you can smell it through the zip lock, shawty suckig d*** till her lips lock, a whole lot of cars in the front yard, got the b**** looking like a pit stop
Whoop whoop fish tailing when that cops come, fish scale yea I got some, let me know if you ever wanna comp one
If you get out of hand you get handled, I'm like bob the builder got hammers, girl can I get a handful I'm handsome, a**, p**** mouth, and some
Baking soda with the water, whip it real good
Got a young man balling damn it feel good
Count it up count it up no money machine Ima count by hand
Give my bitch a couple grand, we dropping bombs like Japan
CHORUS
The Takeover
Artist(s): CaiNo
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Writer(s):
Marcus Cohen (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Alternative, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angry, Arena, Attitude, Basketball, Beast, Boastful, Club, Cocky, Competition, Complex, Confident, Crime, Criminal, Crushing, Dangerous, Dark, Death, Determined, Dirty, Distorted, Driving, Excited, Explicit Lyrics, Face Off, Fast, Fight, Fuzzy, Game Time, Gang, Gritty, Intense, Killer, Mafia, Mean, Murder, Ominous, Police, Power, Promo, Propulsive, Pumped Up, Robbery, Showdown, Sports, Stadium, Struggle, Swagger, Turf, Underground, War
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
BPM:
152
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
The Takeover
CHORUS:
It's the takeover
Everybody put they hands on the floor
The exits covered we barricading the door
And I'm not leavin' till I get what I came for
Take over the game if I'm able cause this is CaiN's War
The takeover, it's the takeover
Only God knows when the rain over
She said she thought she would look better in a Range Rover
I told her that her friend was lookin' better then the date over
Oh no, I done fucked it up again
But a couple hours later I was f***** wit her friend
Her friend knew that I was f***** up to begin with, cuz every other night I pick another chick to end with
I'm crazy, too lazy
I don't do a verse unless you pay me
I don't do a song unless you play me
And I don't fight fair so don't ever try to play me
Word play is ridiculous ain't nobody as sick as this is you wanna get twisted give a call
I got the rhythm delivery if you think you ill as me then just get on the court pick up the ball
Game over, I'm done
Don't nobody shine brighter than the sun
Never gonna die, higher I'm the Son
It's the Matrix and I'm Neo so I know that I'm the One
Clear the copies the original has won
The time to question everything's begun
And if you fakin' I'll dismantle you for fun
And watch you little chickens start to run
You been lied to ain't no better way to say it
Then if I got a plane and had to spray it
The sky died and the clouds are turnin' grey
And the breath of Armageddon gettin' closer every day
So I'm a have to make a f*****' change in what I say
Put the pen to paper see what happens to the page
Light it all on fire let the rage fuel the flames
S*** nobody wasn't ever gonna listen anyway
CHORUS
Slow it down it's been a decade and a half
I done written and linguistically spitted to make em spaz
But now I got a cynics point of view I've gotten mad
If conscious rappers was sellin' then you woulda been the man
Well I'm sick of this it's just ridiculous
Gave it all I got n y'all still wasn't diggin' it
Maybe if I switch it and just twist it up like licorice then maybe I could flip and get up out of this predicament I wish that it was different
Wish there was more of us to go around
Feel like the last of the Mohicans in this ghost town
But now I'm sittin' and I'm thinkin' that I been found
Start a revolution when I surface from the underground
I tried to make em believers they had me feelin' like Jesus
I wasn't tryin' to preach
Just tried to show em what they could be
But if I gotta burn on the cross with all these other rappers who floss
Then maybe I ain't ready at all
And I don't think I wanna do this no more
Then I sat myself down and said the beat was sick
That I had to get up on it and just let it rip
That if I could make a difference to a couple kids it wouldn't even matter if this song even became a hit
Told myself I had a point and that I'd put it down
Then I took to the critics shoved it in they mouth
They ain't got no taste swallow with a smile
And I ask with a straight face f****** do you hear me now
CHORUS
Past The Limit
Artist(s): CaiNo
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Writer(s):
Marcus Cohen (ASCAP) 50% / Scott Horton (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Hybrid, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, Rap, Sports
Keywords:
Adversity, Anthem, Arena, Battle, Bold, Boxing, Competition, Confrontational, Defiant, Determined, Domination, Emotional, Empowerment, Encouragement, Energetic, Fighting, Gang, Inspirational, Intense, Motivation, Motivational, Never Give Up, Odds, Overcoming, Perseverance, Persistence, Positive, Pounding, Power, Protest, Racing, Rising, Shootout, Speed, Sports, Strength, Strong, Swagger, Tough, Triumphant, Uplifting, Victorious, Winning
Instruments:
Bass, Brass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Strings, Synths, Timpani
BPM:
150
Key:
D♯m/E♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Past The Limit
Chorus:
If you really want it
show 'em where your heart is
see if you can push it past the limit
show 'em what you're made of
if you think your game tough
let me see you push it past the limit
Push it past the limit
I push it further than the rest so they call me the champ
I'm kicking past my last breath so that makes me a vamp-
Pyre I'm on fire
With sweat and blood for survival
I'm wired not getting tired and flying straight for the final
wavy like tidal outlasting all of your idols
don't test me I might go psycho
eliminate all my rivals
swear on The Bible I'm ready to take the title the king to take his rightful place await my arrival
here's what separates the men from the boys
I'm pushing it past the limits
you're still sitting making noise
CHORUS
I never let the dust settle 'fore I start again
I'm so relentless I won't settle 'less it's for the win
fight with honor prove I'm worthy like the olden times
nevermind, show no mercy like I'm Cobra Kai enemies stand in my way best be ready to die I'm on a higher plane of vision like my 3rd eye that means I read between the lines
and I'm gone before you realize whoa
now you're frozen like you're paralyzed
tell the rest that I've arrived
CHORUS
Yea the Sun is rising
it's right over the horizon
it's all about the timing
and the drive to not stop climbing climbing
I'm never going to stop
until I reach the top
all you lesser men are probably all gonna drop cause my skill is unmatched
I ain't even scratch the surface
stand back watch me step into my purpose
CHORUS
Set The Stage
Artist(s): Terrell Burt
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Writer(s):
Matthew C. Vander Boegh (ASCAP) 50% / Terrell Burt (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Hybrid, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Sports, Trailer
Keywords:
Adversity, Aggressive, Arena, Bad Ass, Basketball, Battle, Bold, Boxing, Competition, Confrontational, Defiant, Determined, Emotional, Empowerment, Epic, Fighting, Football, Gang, Gritty, Intense, Motivation, Never Give Up, Odds, Overcoming, Perseverance, Persistence, Pounding, Power, Promo, Rising, Shootout, Sports, Strength, Strong, Swagger, Tough, Triumphant
Instruments:
808, Bass, Brass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Hand Claps, Stomps, Synths
BPM:
73
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Set The Stage
If I ever fold then leave me in the dirt
It's a clever mold meaning that my set path was never meant to merge
It's kinda getting worse while all of these feelings surge
Not supposed to be here but flipping packs up on the curb
But now I'm penning words, so free but time got me bound
Life is short but I hover tall, why I'm not backing down
Empty promises like track and field, it's the run around
The battle has only just begun so yeah, who can stop me now?
Who can halt the plan?
I'm different 'cause I am bound to stand
When in a jam
I will come out with the upper hand
I'm gonna rise in an instance
Sorta expeditious
Invitation to the first look, you can be a witness
Never count me out even though I will fall
You can never question if I truly gave my all
I'll set the stage for ya
I'll set the stage for ya
Let me let me let me let me
Set the stage for ya
What you doing if it isn't for the long haul?
I'm running game, you just playing 'cause you wanna stall
I'll set the stage for ya
I'll set the stage for ya
Let me let me let me let me
Set the stage for ya
When you defy the odds and free from all the sham facades
You're set apart from every single person in your squad
Perceiving frauds that's on a journey where the roads are broad
You persevere since you no longer do it for the applause
I'll fight back if you strike first
It's in my blood so it's unrehearsed
I'll still prevail even at my worst
There really no point on stopping me
League of my own like a latchkey
Plowing competition so carefree
My name going down in the books yeah, check the marquee
Who can halt the plan?
I'm different 'cause I am bound to stand
When in a jam
I will come out with the upper hand
I'm gonna rise in an instance
Sorta expeditious
Invitation to the first look, you can be a witness
Never count me out even though I will fall
You can never question if I truly gave my all
I'll set the stage for ya
I'll set the stage for ya
Let me let me let me let me
Set the stage for ya
What you doing if it isn't for the long haul?
I'm running game, you just playing 'cause you wanna stall
I'll set the stage for ya
I'll set the stage for ya
Let me let me let me let me
Set the stage for ya
The Fight
Artist(s): Tony Stylex
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Writer(s):
Scott Horton (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Hybrid, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, Rap, Sports
Keywords:
Adversity, Aggressive, Arena, Bad Ass, Basketball, Battle, Bold, Boxing, Competition, Confrontational, Defiant, Determined, Domination, Emotional, Empowerment, Fierce, Fighting, Football, Gang, Gritty, Intense, Mean, Motivation, Never Give Up, Odds, Overcoming, Perseverance, Persistence, Pounding, Power, Protest, Racing, Rising, Shootout, Sports, Strength, Strong, Swagger, Tough, Triumphant
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Hand Claps, Orchestra, Strings, Synths
BPM:
81
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
The Fight
I hear that crowd going wild all screaming my name
I'm a 4th quarter champion my heads in the game
Bruises up and down but I ain't gonna stop
This body goes hard pushing right to the top
The sweat's dripping down got rage in veins
Adrenaline pumping turning sparks to flames
No sidelines gonna make it count
Three, two, one this is my game now
Run hard or run home
Get scarred and break bones
Play with with heart or get owned
Never giving up, never giving up the fight
CHORUS:
Fight
The fight
The fight
Warpaint's on and we don't give up the fight
Down the wire time to make my move
Got the skills and endurance to see this thing through
This is it what we've been training for
No turning back time to even the score
Sweet revenge coming at you like a ton of bricks
100% talent, no stunts and no tricks
When this is all over and you're out of fuel
Check that slo-mo replay watch me take you to school
Braggadocious
Artist(s): downNout
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Writer(s):
Scott Horton (BMI) 50% / Wesley Eugene Smith Jr. (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Electronic, Hip Hop, Industrial, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Arena, Attitude, Basketball, Beast, Boastful, Club, Cocky, Competition, Confident, Crunk, Determined, Dirty, Driving, Entrance, Excited, Face Off, Football, Game Time, Gang, Going Out, Intense, Promo, Propulsive, Pumped Up, Rave, Showdown, Sports, Stadium, Swagger, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Brass, Claps, Drums, Horns, Synths
BPM:
70
Key:
C
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Braggadocious
I just walked in looking like a million dollars
Got these haters bitter than a million olives
Lord please have mercy on all the realest
Saying 3 hail maries I'm bout to kill it
I could teach a class baby on how to raise ya swag level
A lot of zeros girl my cash on brag level
Fresh to death like i was in a coffin, dead-man
Turn the whole world upside down, handstand
These - sleepin' call me the sandman
Last inning I'm fittna knock out a grand slam
Go get the cameras baby its lights camera action
Call up the Paparazzi and tell 'em get the flashing
Roll out runway and check out all my fashion
Don't mind me I'm just braggin'
Braggadocios
Braggadocios
Braggadocios
Don't mind me I'm Braggadocios
I drive fast so I'd rather just stay in my lane
That new engine so loud you'll catch a migraine
Swag on wizard I got all of the magic with me
I could do a tricky make ya lady disappear quickly
When these young boys gon' learn?
Everyone make team not everybody get a turn
I'm going all 4 quarters baby we all in
Young Spalding that just means that I'm ballin
We Don't Back Down
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 50% / Scott Horton (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Hybrid, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, Rap, Sports
Keywords:
Adversity, Arena, Battle, Bold, Boxing, Competition, Confrontational, Defiant, Determined, Domination, Emotional, Empowerment, Encouragement, Fighting, Gang, Inspirational, Intense, Motivation, Never Give Up, Odds, Overcoming, Perseverance, Persistence, Positive, Pounding, Power, Promo, Protest, Racing, Rising, Shootout, Sports, Strength, Strong, Tough, Trailer, Triumphant, Uplifting, Winning
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Orchestra, Piano, Strings, Synths
Track Styles:
Production, Trailer
BPM:
96
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
We Don't Back Down
CHORUS:
We don't back down, finger on the trigger
We don't back down, pushing back the pressure
We don't back down, ready for whatever you got
We rising up taking that top spot
Eyes on the prize, competition got the butterflies
rising up to Goliaths of any size
get bruised by the 100 yard stare, the eyes of a killer
the chill is in the air, and you're provoking gorillas
Grind time, no words, not even stones and sticks
hustle with muscle that could break bones and bricks
fire in my heart, putting competition on the ground
from the bottom now we coming for the crown
CHORUS
No hesitation, no debating or negotiation
no caving in, the bottom of our hearts that we're scraping
hunting for the next kill, forget how you feel
we ain't nipping at your heels, we hungry for the next meal
Fighting tooth and nail, no definition for quit
hitting hard, like a demolition team to your bricks
coming up from the dirt, pressing knuckles in the ground
from the bottom now we coming for the crown
Unlimited
Artist(s): CaiNo (feat. Laura Cheadle)
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Writer(s):
Marcus Cohen (ASCAP) 50% / Scott Horton (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, R&B, Rap
Keywords:
Adversity, Anthem, Bold, Competition, Defiant, Determined, Emotional, Empowerment, Encouragement, Energetic, Epic, Fighting, Inspirational, Intense, Motivational, Never Give Up, Overcoming, Overcoming Obstacles, Perseverance, Persistence, Positive, Power, Pride, Rising, Sports, Strength, Swagger, Tough, Triumphant, Uplifting, Victorious
Instruments:
Bass, Brass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Piano, Strings, Synths
Year Recorded:
2018
BPM:
85
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Unlimited
UNLIMITED
CHORUS
I feel unlimited
no rules unlimited
and I shine so bright that I might just light it up
I feel unlimited
no rules on limited
gonna grab this world make it mine so fire it up
VERSE 1
Fire up the engines it's about to start
bring the light when I travel to dispel the dark
our existence is hinging on if we can impart
ambition as if resistance got us what we want
we living under limits that are self imposed
then poked at by the media till it's exposed
try to stuff your emotions till you implode
well I'm here to disclose
the power you have enclosed
CHORUS
VERSE 2
Fire up the burners it's about to begin
let the fuel move your internal pistons
until the engines running with intention
you've been down this road before
check the suspension
I know it gets rocky but you're unstoppable like Rocky
you probably been through worse
like taking shots to the body
you obviously kept getting up
legs wobbly and vision foggy
but you kept coming like a zombie
straight out the ground you're taking it now
pressed against the cage ain't nobody taking you down
and through all the trials and tribulations you basically found
that it's all lies and manipulations mistakenly bound
knots tied the stipulations are created were not allowed to abound
when they try to tune us down
I can faintly hear the sound
and that's the only thing I need to keep me wanting more
just remember I'm Limitless at my core
CHORUS
Eye Of The Storm
Artist(s): Exit Prose
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Writer(s):
Matthew C. Vander Boegh (ASCAP) 50% / Tim Paul Hammes (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Sports
Keywords:
Adversity, Aggressive, Arena, Bad Ass, Basketball, Battle, Bold, Boxing, Challenge, Competition, Confrontational, Defiant, Determined, Emotional, Epic, Fighting, Football, Gang, Gritty, Intense, Motivation, Never Give Up, Odds, Overcoming, Perseverance, Persistence, Pounding, Power, Promo, Rising, Shootout, Sports, Strength, Strong, Struggle, Swagger, Tough, Triumphant
Instruments:
808, Bass, Drums, Strings, Synths
BPM:
85
Key:
D♯m/E♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Eye Of The Storm
VERSE 1
Another hero rises up
Out of the dawn
Hand on my hilt
Ready for em
Locked in brilliant form
Eyes full of vermillion
Ain't no fealty sworn
Except for a few
I hold with resilient born
Un-torn, unconditional
Constant affinity
Were here for jaunt
And then were gone
For infinity
I'm taking up the gauntlet
No acting timidly
They try to intimidate me
But they can't eliminate me
All they can do is hate me
But there the ones made me
Melded by the mayhem
My mind's my only sanctum
I got to find a way
For every move they play
Cuz when all the pieces fall
Its either me or they (4X)
CHORUS (2X)
Looking out
Through the eye of the storm
Through the riot and calm
Through the night and the dawn
Through the plight
And the strife
To the final beyond
Like a Viking song
VERSE 2
I stay wary
Conscious of my surroundings
Cause I know
Everywhere I go
Conflict surrounds me
It's the constant
State of affairs
But I can't be afraid
I got to embrace any fear
That I have
Got to take any trace that appears
Then turn into something
More brazen and fierce
Cuz when they start engaging
And invading my sphere
I got to be ready
To break em off
Leave em impaired
Cuz they out for blood
And their plot is
To end me
I'm defending
My honor
My name
Is an emblem
Of symbol courage
And independence
There will be no occurrence
Of any surrendering
I'm taking a stand
Making my brand
Never faking
Never breaking
Never forsaking my clan
Forever adamant
Surveying land
Holding fate in my hand (4X)
CHORUS (2X)
Stadium Roar
Artist(s): DJ Kreuzer
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Writer(s):
Scott Horton (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Dance, Electronic, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Arena, Attitude, Baltimore Club, Basketball, Battle, Beast, Building, Cocky, Competition, Confident, Crunk, Determined, Driving, Drop, Entrance, Excited, Face Off, Football, Game Time, Gang, Highlight Reel, Hype, Intense, NBA, Pounding, Promo, Propulsive, Pulsating, Pumped Up, Rave, Showdown, Sports, Stadium, Swagger, Sweat, Tough, Victorious
Instruments:
Basketballs, Bass, Brass, Claps, Drums, Horns, Piano, SFX, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
130
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Fast/Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Power Bomb
Artist(s): Mark Lawrence Buster
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Writer(s):
Mark Lawrence Buster (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Hard Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Sports
Keywords:
Abrasive, Action, Aggressive, Arena, Attitude, Biker, Car, Car Chase, Dark, Distortion, Energetic, Extreme Sports, Fast, Fight, Gritty, Hard, Head Bang, Heavy, Highway, Intense, Mean, Monster Truck, Mosh Pit, Motorcycle, NASCAR, Pounding, Promo, Race, Racing, Risk, Rough, Solo, Speed, Sports, Tough, Ultimate Fighting
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
Track Styles:
Production
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
120
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
A Little Bit Wiser
Artist(s): Mark Lawrence Buster
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Writer(s):
Mark Lawrence Buster (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Hard Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Sports
Keywords:
Abrasive, Action, Aggressive, Arena, Attitude, Biker, Car, Car Chase, Dark, Distortion, Energetic, Extreme Sports, Fast, Fight, Gritty, Half Time Feel, Hard, Head Bang, Heavy, Highway, Intense, Mean, Monster Truck, Mosh Pit, Motorcycle, NASCAR, Pounding, Promo, Race, Racing, Risk, Rough, Solo, Speed, Sports, Tough, Ultimate Fighting
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
Track Styles:
Production
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
150
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Bright Lights Big City
Artist(s): St. John (feat. L. Young)
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45% / Richard A Trapp (BMI) 10%
Publisher(s):
Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 55%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, R&B, Rap
Keywords:
Adversity, Against the Odds, Anthem, Bold, Defiant, Determined, Driving, Emotional, Empowerment, Encouragement, Energetic, Epic, Fighting, Inspirational, Intense, Motivation, Motivational, Never Give Up, Overcoming, Overcoming Obstacles, Perseverance, Persevere, Persistence, Positive Attitude, Power, Pride, Protest, Rising, Rising Above, Strength, Strong, Struggle, Swagger, Tough, Triumphant, Unity, Uplifting, Victorious
Instruments:
Bass, Drum Loop, Drums, Electric Guitar, Guitar, Piano, SFX, Solo Drums, Strings, Synths
Year Recorded:
2018
BPM:
84
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Bright Lights Big City
BRIGHT LIGHTS BIG CITY
INTRO
From the rooftops
To the city blocks
We livin proof
That we can't & we won't stop
Let's keep it movin
Show & prove that we already dropped
I'd like to take this opportunity
To thank the whole community
For keepin us together in the same spot
Yo in the dark night
We see the bright lights
& we can rock right
(We keep the game tight)
We represent the element that gave us true sight
CHORUS
Bright lights, big city
It's gonna lift you higher and higher
When the world has got you down
City's gonna lift you higher and higher
VERSE 1
Lights flash blast past do the math
We building up beginning squad
Illuminate the path
Hit the street feel the concrete
Underneath your feet
And we runnin like there's only seconds left
Feel the breath
Let's connect reach out mad respect
I can't believe how far we raised
From Dirty blocks & dark hallways
Opposite of tenements
We livin in the top percent
Of hustlin their dreams
Livin way above our means
Now we formulate the team
Hit em like a lazer beam
Infinite abilities
Flowin like Pheidippides
Outside of parentheses
Genius in facilities
Our options are infinity
Founded independently
The path is undertaken
By the underestimated
Can you feel it yeah we made it
To the top we elevated
We don't stop & we created
In a new stream a new team
Shine like the ever present presence
Of the spotlight
(The light beams)
CHORUS
VERSE 2
Smash perception ain't no question
You're the best of them
I hope that the rest of them
Gettin all this oxygen (its medicine)
A catalyst of power people
Comin from the underground
Many styles all the citizens
From all around the planet ascending in a way that you can never take for granted
(It's a piece of pace a past of place)
I pass the praise the pastor makes
The timing of the time it takes
To raise up all the youth
That's the proof of the positivity & true humility
Passed on these progressions
In the cyphers & the sessions
True knowledge comes from everyone
& everything surrounding
We pounding up the bricks
& in our footsteps is evidence of providence
The sky scrapes takes a little building at a time
Now you over-stand the rhyme
We can all together climb
You get yours & I get mine
Never been a better time
To come together (each of us can teach one)
Never been a better time
I think I see the sign
CHORUS
OUTRO
Keep your head raised
As your mind stays
High above the fray
When you need to get up & stay up
Just nod your head & meditate
On this verbal word play
It's like every single day
We don't stop
We rock hip hop
On every single block
Let's get together now & raise it to the top
What It Seems
Artist(s): DEZIGN8
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Writer(s):
Scott Horton (BMI) 50% / Terrell Burt (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Hybrid, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Sports
Keywords:
Adversity, Aggressive, Arena, Attitude, BLM, Basketball, Battle, Black Lives Matter, Bold, Boxing, Competition, Conflict, Confrontational, Defiant, Determined, Domination, Drop A Knee, Enraged, Fierce, Fighting, Football, Gang, Gritty, Intense, Motivation, Never Give Up, Odds, Overcoming, PD, Perseverance, Persistence, Police, Political, Pounding, Power, Protest, Rising, Sports, Strength, Strong, Struggle
Instruments:
Bass, Brass, Drums, Strings, Synths
BPM:
82
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
What It Seems
Chorus:
They can't hold me down
No matter what they throw at me
It's only shackles in this land of opportunity
I vow to overthrow all of their schemes
Third eye open, everything is not what it seems
They can't hold me down
No matter what they throw at me
Emptied the clip before I reached my dreams
Stay woke, everything is not what it seems, what it seems
Coded language
For years been able to maintain it
Expect us to be on our knees because the chains are vanquished
But if I take a knee, I'm sensing frustration
All the demonstrations in the south like my moves are calculated
Resist the system, Jim Crow no more feeling symptoms
Fearing for your life today but back then you could just whip them
Respect all leadership silences my criticism
I love my fellow man, I just wanna shake the ecosystem
CHORUS
Black man, black man
Gotta turn off body cam
Summarizing life span
Right story, I'm in a jam
Inanimate object, desk work is the price to pay
Plant the drugs on his body, he probably sell it anyway
Feeling faint, this activity holds my day to day
Land of the free home of the raised but it's been delayed
Spiritual lips, we shall overcome but I'm feeling fazed
Signed endearing sincerely in the blood of the slaves
CHORUS
I pledge allegiance to the flag
Red, white, and blue longs for me in a body bag
Wall building over bridges, disposable brown children
Immigrants aren't illegal if you were a pilgrim
Sweet land of liberty, it's bitter to the core
Marching for freedom but my feet are feeling sore
I know there's more
CHORUS
Cooking With Jet Fuel
Artist(s): Dan Weber
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Writer(s):
Daniel Thomas Weber (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Hard Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Sports
Keywords:
Abrasive, Action, Aggressive, Arena, Attitude, Biker, Car, Car Chase, Dark, Distortion, Energetic, Extreme Sports, Fast, Fight, Gritty, Hard, Head Bang, Heavy, Highway, Intense, Mean, Monster Truck, Mosh Pit, Motorcycle, NASCAR, Pounding, Promo, Race, Racing, Risk, Rough, Solo, Speed, Sports, Tough, Ultimate Fighting, Wrestling
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
86
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Tempest Miranda
Artist(s): Alan LoPresti
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Writer(s):
Alan J Lo Presti (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Hard Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Instrumental-Only, Sports
Keywords:
Action, Adrenaline, Aggressive, Arena, Attitude, Biker, Building Tension, Confident, Cool, Dark, Distortion, Driving Beat, Driving In Car, Edgy, Energetic, Extreme Sports, Face Off, Fight, Gritty, Hard, Head Bang, Heavy, Highway, Intense, Monster Truck, Mosh Pit, Motorcycle, Power Chords, Powerful, Promo, Risk, Rough, Serious, Solo, Sports, Tough, Ultimate Fighting
Instruments:
Drums, Electric Bass, Electric Guitar, Synth, Violin
Track Styles:
Production
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
130
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Tough As Hell
Artist(s): Dan Weber
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Writer(s):
Daniel Thomas Weber (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Hard Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Sports
Keywords:
Abrasive, Action, Aggressive, Arena, Attitude, Biker, Car, Car Chase, Dark, Distortion, Energetic, Extreme Sports, Fast, Fight, Gritty, Hard, Head Bang, Heavy, Highway, Intense, Mean, Monster Truck, Mosh Pit, Motorcycle, NASCAR, Pounding, Promo, Race, Racing, Risk, Rough, Solo, Speed, Sports, Tough, Ultimate Fighting, Wrestling
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
91
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Chased By Demons
Artist(s): Dan Weber
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Writer(s):
Daniel Thomas Weber (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Hard Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Sports
Keywords:
Abrasive, Action, Aggressive, Arena, Attitude, Biker, Car, Car Chase, Dark, Distortion, Energetic, Extreme Sports, Fast, Fight, Gritty, Hard, Head Bang, Heavy, Highway, Intense, Mean, Monster Truck, Mosh Pit, Motorcycle, NASCAR, Pounding, Promo, Race, Racing, Risk, Rough, Solo, Speed, Sports, Tough, Ultimate Fighting
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
89
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Break And Take
Artist(s): Paul Otten
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Writer(s):
Paul Otten (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative Rock, Blues Rock, Garage Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Aggressive, Attitude, Bo Diddley Groove, Challenge, Chase, Confident, Dirty, Driving, Energetic, Escape, Fight, Gritty, Heist, Hustler, Intense, Montage, On The Lam, Power, Pursuit, Raw, Relentless, Running, Searching, Surprise, Suspicion, Swagger, Tough, Tribal, Trickster, Villain, Winning
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Percussion
BPM:
106
Key:
G
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Break And Take
BREAK AND TAKE
VERSE 1
Lord give them a guide
Lord open their eyes
I'm running and won't hide
Put my feet to the fire
It won't go go down easy
CHORUS
You need to break me
Before you can take me
Before you can take me
VERSE 2
You may lose yourself
If you try to stay on my trail
You won't be the first
Or the last to fail
It won't go down easy
CHORUS
All Guns Blazing
Artist(s): Dirty Furs (feat. Paul Otten)
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Writer(s):
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Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative Rock, Blues Rock, Garage Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angry, Arrogant, Attitude, Bad Ass, Bar, Battle, Biker, Boastful, Brash, Certainty, Cocky, Fight, Freewheeling, Gang, Gritty, Guns, Intense, Mad, Mean, Powerful, Rebellious, Revenge, Rowdy, Swaggering, Threatening, Tough, War
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Keyboard
BPM:
128
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
All Guns Blazing
Take your guns
And aim them all
Defend your laws
Defend your laws
I'll fire back
Cuz I don't care
Whose gonna fall
Whose gonna fall
You want a show of force
I'm gonna give you yours
CHORUS:
There's no justice in a world corrupted
No redemption from a jail cell
If you want you're gonna have to take me
Cuz I'm going out with all guns blazing
All guns blazing
All guns blazing
It's a fool who threatens me
I will unleash
I will unleash
I've lived my life against the wall
I've fought them all
I fought them all
You wanna a show of force
I'm gonna give you yours..
There's no justice in a world corrupted
no redemption from a jail cell
If you want you'll have to come and take me
put a bullet right inside my skull
I'm leaving cartridges and empty casings
Rough justice gonna serve me well
You'll see a smile when the devil takes me
Cuz I'm going out with all guns blazing
All guns blazing
All guns blazing
All guns blazing
All guns blazing
Cutting Throats
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Alley, Angry, City, Crime, Criminal, Dangerous, Dark, Drive By, Drugs, Frightening, Gang, Ghetto, Intimidating, Jail, Mean, Menacing, Ominous, Prison, Raw, Rough, Scary, Street, Tough, Underground, Vicious, Violence
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Synths
BPM:
102
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Cutting Throats
Break'em take'em for whatever they got, run the jewels
Heat in the holster always stay hot, gunning the fools
Sonning whole crews, when we roll through
Bow down and stay down, before the loaded clip fold you
I got cold shoulders, and cold veins that hold steady cold steel,
Aim and blow brains
Spaghetti stained sidewalks, nighthawks swooping down
Taking all that you got or your life, whoever new in town
Back the FFF Up
Back the FFF Up
Roll up on'em like what, what, what
Back the FFF Up
Back the FFF Up
The game is cut throat so that throat gets cut
What's mine is mine, what's yours is mine, you get repo'd
I got keys for the city, keys short for kilos
Pistol to your peephole, knock knock who is it
Blockah blockah, to the dome, with the chrome, nobody home
Gunsmoke, weed smoke, chicks wanna rub and tug
motorboat them bras til the strap pop, keep the hammer cocked
Shel ls rock bells, ricochet, stray shots spray
Like raid on a roach who try to approach this
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