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[Intro]
Yeah, Left Brain, yes maybe
God, she, Miyagi the best man

[Verse 1]
It’s MellowHype by the way, SMH, OMG
Tisk tisk tisk
La-di-da-di
Vlade Divac get it popping, flopping
And this-this-this
Flip this-this
What is this-this-this-this-this-this-this
This is legit, characterizing, you categorizing
I’m rapping, enticing, baptizing your wives
Your daughters need holy water with some olive oil
She’s a Christian rich (God), snitches get clipped, snipped, ditched
She got on lipstick, gypsies in her church she’s promiscuous
A master of disguise, she know how to hide, last night
I was at the strip club throwing dubs at her tidbits
She curious, well I’m kit-nip
Verse is cool, I whip shit then
Got my ink from a squid, editorial penmanship
I put my Timbs on rhythm from the beat I squish, squish, squish
Fresh to death, exquisite
Leave your phone at home when you come exhibit this
My head on my neck and you egging me on
You gonna catch every L that I’m throwing
Game over, flip-flip-flip bitch
Nigga you don’t want diss-diss-diss (nah)
This here, this mind gone, rimless shit
Slim Jim, henchman shit
59-50 new era
Never ever ever ever ever say never
Never let cheddar come between friendships
Never let a pirate set a fire, fire of desires
Burn baby bridges
Me and Vyron Turner turning up the fire furnace
Inspired by burning tear jerking jerks in their bitty britches
Burned up, I heard a natural disaster’s coming to get us
[?] tornadoes and twisters
Don’t get it twisted
Twisted metal, don’t forget I’m a rebel
Feet to pedal through the ghettos to meadows
High risers, shoot uzis
Picture me rolling motion picture movies
I’ma fuck the whole city up, tell that Asian
Ben Baller I’m paintballing
Defrosting, taking these chains off me
My aim’s awesome, these brains blossom
I paint the ponds when they withdraw BB guns
You never see me, I’ll see me around
You don’t see me at all, you don’t see me none
You could see these numbers on streaming, TD run
MellowHype nigga, we the one
Numero uno, a duo no duo
[?] that like to tuck speedy gun

You niggas little niggas, you just having a little fun (little fun)
This shout ain’t to Lil Boat (boat)
Lil Uzi, that’s my lil one
I go futuristic and ballistic
Cans of ammunition make you want kill some
Chill son, would that make me a real one? (nah)
Fuck ’em all, kill ’em
I don’t wanna get repetitive
Second guessing, digest what he said to me
Said I squeeze this lil piece til he dead to me
I’m bringing my energy, reminiscing Jet Li
You’ll settle for anything, it’s so unsettling
Especially with arm forces, better be
Heavy the energy, cheddar cheese
Feta cheese, commit a felony for this wedge of brie
A-R semi, I should let it breath
Shouldn’t I, wouldn’t I
Cut the firewood then light a match, lighterman
Light a wood to the fire
Multiply and divide inquiry
I’m still crazy, you can’t Left Brain me
Xan your brain, you back
Tazmanian, Animaniac, animation
Fly on my spacey craft I’m an alien
Yeah, uh, you slept on us
Too many “wahhh” baby naps
Absent or just late for that
Take a shat, now you gotta pay for raps
We are what you eat off
Three strikes you lost, feed us
You can’t eat off me dog
I’m taking it back
Imagine if Casey [?] could rap

[Interlude]
That’s me dog
LB-HB dog
In 2006 I was spitting 2018 bars
Nigga rolling blunts while I’m pouring Tuss
We ain’t slowing up, 2018 is ours
Seminars, see me outer bars, speedy autobahn
I’m the one, got a new N-A-M-E, it’s Duwan
Game over flip flip flip flip flip flip
MellowHype in this bitch, never quit
(Hello, you are a winner!)
World championship nigga
Trophy status
Home run derby
Above average nigga
I don’t go home (I’m golden)
I go hard
Champions
Start early nigga
Starter, starter
24 hours spitting this fresh gem
Spitting bars

[Verse 2]
[?]
Don’t make amend
Don’t play pretend
Break the case, and repace, take the win
And we run back to the storm, run with tornado winds
And mother nature wins (yeah she do)
I throw up a L and that’s for loyal
Throw up the other L, connect 2 L’s, that’s a W, winner
Troublesome, another two
Sun is setting, setting up the fullest moon
I caterpill, I’m a butter in the coccoon
Spread my wings, origami
Chopping this [?]
Hodgy order unagi
I celebrate with wasabi
We gon’ get drunk off Hasaki
Afterwards go to [?]
Examine me then massage me
Live a happy life, livelihood adapt into variety
Story tellers don’t tell stories, they
Thomas guide him to silver lining
Guide him until they figure he’ll figure ain’t nothin likely
Don’t look real, don’t feel like me
My baby Phat Farm and Nike, white tee
Throwin’ bows [?]
I talk to her like she know me
Fuck you buy us you like me
I said either love me or leave me alone
Entrepreneurs on her own, we black
Kings and queens on our thrones, we black
Light Backwoods in Lincoln
Fun fact, the Lincoln
[?] Lincoln
Plugged in my phone jack in the Lincoln
Sinking into the back seat of the Lincoln
I be thinking
Started with Noah’s Ark and it ended with Rosa Parks
She sat her black ass in a white seat bruh, they could tell her apart
But that day she didn’t think that history was set and smart
Bleeding hearts (melanin), followed the heart beat of beating heart
I could hear it almost, that shit beating hard
She follow her instincts in leading hard
Freedom fighters had dreams, Luther King J-R
Lead by example, nigga
Turning bad situations
Congratulations, now they amply feel us
Freedom fight if you can’t see the light
Look in the mirror
Reach for your spirit, you’re a speeding light

Kill Yourself 1

[Intro]
This a $crim beat
DJ $crim with that 808

[Hook]
Sui-sui-cide
Suicide
Sui-sui-cide
Sui-sui-cide
Suicide
Suicide
Sui-sui-cide
Suicide
Sui-sui-cide
Sui-sui-cide
Suicide
Suicide

[Verse 1: Oddy Nuff]
They figure me a dead motherfucker
Leaving mother fucker’s heads stuck under the covers
But I wonder if they know I got a suicide kit
Granting me a death wish
Razor blade sliding up my wrist, uh
Unleash the lead from my pistol into my head
Pouring Cristal on my dead body
Teflon don leave you looking fresh sprawled out on my lawn
Don’t call me Gotti bitch my name is Oddy
Or Ruby da Cherry
No this not blood it’s just muscadine made from the juice of the berry
Take a little sip
Poisoning the pit
Half dead motherfuckers throwing up the click
Slick Sloth telling me we got to dip
Calling on Shenron
Grant me a wish
I wish that you could enter the dragon
The chambers of the triple six
So I can stop the bragging
That will never happen
I’m in the back of a wagon slitting my wrists
Wave a blood stain white flag
Dragging my body into the mist
Take your best shot
Aim it, cock it
Know you’re going to miss
Not leaving a note, I’m leaving a list
$uicideboy bitch

[Verse 2: $lick $loth]
Fuck her one time and I pull out
Cock it one time this a shootout
Don’t bar no lemon, fuck boys we don’t love them
Got a Ford with a trunk in the back where we stuff them
Sick and tired of boys acting like bitches
Ever heard of Gotti, do you get the picture?
Motherfuckers couldn’t even hold my jock strap
Glock strap fully loaded, dog, fuck rap
Cause I kill for the fun
Pop a pill with a nun
Bitch I dance on the sun
Go and take a little bump
Fuck a chump with a pump
I made you, so how you going to break me?
But, I guess the spotlight breeds envy
But, tempt me with one wrong move
I can put it in your life, either way, I don’t lose
Hit the snooze
Drinking booze, I’m a fool with the tool
Buried in the backyard with an underground pool
$uicideboy$, go and kill yourself
Doing drug after drug, dog, fuck health
Scrimmy never ever quitting, dog, fuck help
And fuck wealth, here’s a Benji for you broke bitches
Card’s dealt, go and pass me the rope bitches
Ahhhhh

[Hook]
Sui-sui-cide
Suicide
Sui-sui-cide
Sui-sui-cide
Suicide
Suicide
Sui-sui-cide
Suicide
Sui-sui-cide
Sui-sui-cide
Suicide
Suicide

Kill Yourself II

[Verse 1: Ruby da Cherry]
They figured me a dead motherfucker
Calling me James Spleen
Without a cause of death I be the reaper with the black hood on his head
Yung Snow with the blood red sled
Puppet master
Bodies hanging on a thread motherfucker
Got a grey blade tatted on my wrist
I don’t really need to cut it anymore and I don’t really need a bitch
Let her rot in the hole
Months later she was found just a skull
She was missing all her bones
Got her headless skeleton hanging on my wall looking elegant
Black suede element
Packing blades
Lacking Benjamins
Horns on my head looking like the tusks of a grey elephant
Looking for my medicine
Plucking the bud off of a nug
Roll it up in a blunt
Now I feel fucking dead again
Looking for a place to belong
So i say fuck God fuck the motherfucking President
Address the American residence with just a knife and the help of a relative
Yeah that’s $lick $loth
Both of us buried Ruby da Cherry under a criss-crossed cross
Covered up with a little bit of moss
Looking like a glossed out Yung Jack Frost
Paid the cost to be the boss
Now I ain’t fucking dead but my life has been lost

[Verse 2: $lick $loth]
Isn’t it so convincing how I’m breathing down your neck?
Junkies in the back loading up the tec
Fuck her one time now I’m done
Homicide any time for the thrill
One, two, three, four pills
You know a junkie can’t afford to get ill
See me I don’t fuck with you suckas
They call me the shooter like I play for Rucker
Smokey on Friday they call me Chris Tucker
I swear on my life I don’t fuck with you fuckers
$uicide cock it back one time and I shoot it
Keep it low key always gotta keep it moving
Bitches be worried bout what I am doing
Cuz they love $licky so much all because of my music
It’s the Mac with the gat that goes click clack shoot a mother fuckers back
Brains go splat
No time for a rat ho

Kill Yourself part III

[Intro: Butterfly Boucher]
It’s not fair, I found love
It made me say that
Get back you’ll never see daylight, If I’m not strong, it just might
It’s not fair, I found love
It made me say that
Get back you’ll never see daylight, If I’m not strong, it just might
It’s not fair, I found love
It made me say that
Get back you’ll never see daylight, If I’m not strong, it just might
It’s not fair, I found love
It made me say that
Get back you’ll never see daylight, If I’m not strong, it just might

[Verse 1: Ruby da Cherry]
They figure me a dead motherfucker, but I’m just a motherfucker that want to be dead
$now Leopard with the lead in his head
Turning me into a sweater
Bitches use me as their fucking bedspread
I be the silhouette of a sunset
Smoke a cigarette while I compress my depression
Stare into the violet fluorescent lights makes me violent
I’m trying to get the highest I can get before I overdose and die
My ribs are nothing but an empty cage
Black hole in my chest
Big bang
Yung Plague on the tip of a wave
In my head I feel like I’m a guest so I’ma throw it all away because when I am dead I will be nothing decomposing in a grave
I’m matter but I don’t matter
I can feel my skull shatter from the dull chatter
Brain splattered on the wall
Grey stains won’t dissolve
Gonna have to paint it all

[Hook: Butterfly Boucher]
It’s not fair, I found love
It made me say that
Get back you’ll never see daylight, If I’m not strong, it just might
It’s not fair, I found love
It made me say that
Get back you’ll never see daylight, If I’m not strong, it just might

[Verse 2: $lick $loth]
Always boasting my emotions
On how I’m so fucking broken
Think I’m joking
When I’m talking
About blowing my head open
Till the moment you walk in
And find my body motionless
Wrists slit
Thoughts of $licky keep falling in an open pit
Shit
Always burn my bridges
Cause I’d rather fall in ditches
If life’s a game of inches
Then my dick has been the biggest
And my goal’s to fuck the world
Until that motherfucker’s twitching
Lane switchin’
Same mission
To die and blame my addiction
Bitch

[Outro: Butterfly Boucher]
It’s not fair, I found love
It made me say that
Get back you’ll never see daylight, If I’m not strong, it just might

Kill Yourself (part IV)

[Verse 1: Ruby Da Cherry]
They figure me a dead motherfucker
Romeo da black rose
Shedding petals
Hold me over until they finish digging me a hole
I need a new beginning so i tip toe behind my foe’s bitch
Unzip, i’m throwing it into that bitch’s hole
Calling all my enemies the same place where that dick go
Fuck an online pussy boy
Talking shit
Acting like it was a brick thrown through a window
Sticks and stones might break my bones
But words will never hurt me
Some slick hoes might catch me froze but soon they will desert me
Get rich blow that smoke in o’s
Don’t ever act so thirsty
Sick diss though
Fuck all this
Slowly die before i’m 30

[Verse 2: $lick $loth]
Isn’t it so convincing how that blade slide across my throat
Coke residue all in my nose
Couple graves dug for my foes and it goes on and on
My girlfriend calling my phone
Ain’t seen her in about a week
This depression got me weak
Ever wake up everyday and you want to die?
Life going good can’t figure out why
Blank walls all around me keep the pills near by
Play with the nine and then I close my eyes
$uicide only thing gonna gratify this urge to leave
Can’t you hear my plea?
I’m down on my knees

Nicki Minaj is not just Nas queen, she is also the queen of New York hip hop.

The Young Money rapper celebrated her 35th birthday on Friday (Nov. 8, 2017) and her rumored boyfriend Nas wished her a happy birthday on Instagram. “Queens Get The MFkN Money! Happy Birthday To The QUEEN OF NY / HIP HOP [nickiminaj],” the NY rap legend wrote on the Gram along with a photo of his boo. This move sure send a lot of shots at other female rappers from New York who claimed the crowd including Lil Kim and Remy Ma.

New York has a rich hip hop history and is widely regarded as the birthday of music’s current dominant genre in the US. While some rap fans may not agree with Nas, there are a sizeable portion who agrees with him that Nicki Minaj is the queen. The king and queen title are always a hot button topic in hip hop discussions and there are solid arguments for and against Ms Minaj wearing the crown. “Nas your great please please dont play yourself,” one fan commented. She is not the Queen of anything but Plastic she has done her part in female rap but dont disrespect there’s only one Queen and thats Queen B lil Kim.”

During the summer of this year, Nicki Minaj was honored in Queens, NY where she received the key to the borough. That helped solidify her argument that she is at the helm when it comes to female rap in NY. Nas and Nicki sparked dating rumors earlier this year following her bitter breakup with Meek Mill. Neither of them has ever confirmed that they are in a relationship but they have been posting photos of each other and the “No Frauds” rapper even supported the Illmatic MC at his birthday party this year.

Queens Get The MFkN Money! Happy Birthday To The QUEEN OF NY / HIP HOP @nickiminaj

A post shared by Nasir Jones (@nas) on Dec 8, 2017 at 4:36pm PST

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Rick Ross confirmed that his longtime manager, Black Bo, is dead.

The Maybach Music Group chief confirmed the news of his manager’s passing during an appearance in Miami on Friday (November 8, 2017) night. “This is an extremely sexy party,” he told the crowd, XXL reported. “I know my dog Black would’ve loved to be here. Come on let me rap for my dog Black one time.” Rozay was performing at the Maxim party for the 2017 Art Basel when he shared the sad news.

Other rappers who knew Black Bo personally have since shared their reaction on social media including a lengthy post on Instagram from French Montana and another from MMG rapper Wale. “My prayers go out to my brother @richforever and the rest of the family I know this one hurt I’m really hurt, shed a tear for u brother ! We going miss you black @blackbomaybach !! #restinpeaceblack #foreverchinx #mmg #cokeboys,” Montana wrote in the caption of a photo of himself, Drake, and Black Bo.

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“As the tears begin to chase each other down my face,” Wale wrote on IG. “I? try to combat the sadness of this new reality with the indelible memories u gave us. It still doesn’t seem real.. it can’t be real! WHY is it real? Absolutely None of us have to try to think of the selflessness the genuine compassion and absolute loyalty for your friends you demonstrated daily.. no sir, because those things are synonymous with your face. Those things are synonymous with your name.”

My prayers go out to my brother @richforever and the rest of the family 💔 I know this one hurt 🙏🏼 I'm really hurt, shed a tear for u brother ! We going miss you black @blackbomaybach !! #restinpeaceblack #foreverchinx #mmg #cokeboys

A post shared by French Montana (@frenchmontana) on Dec 8, 2017 at 11:04pm PST

As the tears begin to chase each other down my face .. I️ try to combat the sadness of this new reality with the indelible memories u gave us. It still doesn’t seem real.. it can’t be real! WHY is it real? Absolutely None of us have to try to think of the selflessness the genuine compassion and absolute loyalty for your friends you demonstrated daily.. no sir, because those things are synonymous with your face. Those things are synonymous with your name. Those things… synonymous wit the very thought of you comrade . My heart hurts so much . I’m wondering if I’ll ever need it again .. The world ,the label ..,shit EVERYBODY knows I’m a mess . I’m flawed I’m flawed I’m flawed and maybe I️ don’t even belong . Maybe I️ never did. BUT because of you ,the insecurities and self doubt became as insignificant As these tears in a hurricane. At this very moment I’m writing off instinct . The pain the sorrow the mourning is inevitable. But I️ could take 14 forevers and still never find the words that illustrate how much we love you . How much I️ love you .how much I️ need you. Your wisdom , composure an ear to listen a shoulder to cry on all things we foolishly tend to take for granted . May God be with your family and friends . I️ Love u OG .. you will forever be in our hearts. And I️ will cherish every piece of advice you gave 🙏🏾Black 🙏🏾

A post shared by Wale (@wale) on Dec 8, 2017 at 10:20pm PST

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Big Sean and Metro Boomin‘s joint album Double or Nothing is the hottest new project out this week.

Despite getting mixed reviews among hip hop fans, the album is project to move 60,000 plus album equivalent units in the first week and could debut at No. 1 on the Billboard 200 chart. Roughly around 10,000 to 13,000 of those sales will be from traditional album sales. While these numbers are nothing to brag about, we should also bare in mind that we are living in a singles driven era where album sales are on the decline and music consumers are mostly streaming the songs that they like.

Another hip hop album released this week that’s worth noting is Quality Control’s compilation project Control The Streets, Vol. 1. The album is expected to move close to the same numbers that Big Sean and Metro Boomin is expected to move. The album is expected to move 55,000 to 60,000 copies with 5,000 plus of those being traditional album sales.

Earlier this year, Big Sean scores a Billboard 200 number one album when he released I Decided. The project sold 151,000 copies in the first week and has since been certified platinum. The official sale figures for these new projects will be made available next weekend, but so far these are mere projections and the final count could be higher or a lot less.

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Both Sean Don and Metro Boomin surprised fans a weeks ago when they abruptly announced that they will be dropping a joint album. Earlier this week, they made another announcement that it will arrive on Friday and they made good on their promise. The 10-track LP saw guest appearances from 2 Chainz, Young Thug, 21 Savage, Swae Lee, and Kash Doll. The Detroit rapper got roasted on Twitter yesterday for a few lines on one of the single where he raps about smoking a blunt with civil rights icon Rosa Parks.