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that scat
Josh a bitch who gets no hoes
He just gets clapped by his bros
From some girls he gets no calls
Claim he aint gay but you know he sucking balls

to serve these fiends
Everything that make a band get stashed
Two thousand dollars where I live, just to lay my head

Bending corners on the back streets
Got

daddy
Remember them days I was ratchet
Now when you look at my wrist it's a Patek
Get in that Demon, you know I'ma smash it
Give us a brick and you

RIP Louie aka Droopy 
RIP Josh  aka Shaggy 
RIP Mike aka Mookie
RIP cndrew Morlett
Who did start it?
RIP B-man, Bryan, cka B
Butterfly chasing 
RIP

We get a flic then get up out that bitch
Out of town for you hit the bottom of Potomac
At the top ain't coming down me and Josh own it
You pussies

How I Met My Ex

Dave

Game Over

2017

thinking, but I'm a self-centred rapper too concerned about my image
The truth
So when she hit me first I'm pretty shocked I didn't burst
I'm calling Josh

enough for Benihanna
It was me and Josh tryna duck the red Impala
At my mommas tryna plot a way for us to get a dollar in The Burg
I wish I could give you

with us, we’ll fuck you up
We ride or die, get high and try
To let our feelings out
One-by-one, we take a puff
Now the eldest son
He taught me how

(Get Away)
Somewhere that's far away
Free Josh
Let me get this shit right
I need a get away
Yeah
Somewhere with no stress like
Damn I been dumb

Regular Day

Josh Martinez

Midriff Music

I'm not naming names but right or wrong
Not all ideas are made to get along
Some clash and raise hell along the pathways
Some back up traffic like

then you'll remember me

Yeah they'll remember me
I'm sliding with a stick and it came with a beam
Too many haters on the net man get 'em off my screen
I

everything get hasty
Girl please don't hate me, you looking so tasty
I know that you crave me, all you gotta do is say please

Written By: Josh Seabrook

checked shit get deep water past my neck
Heavy is the load on back 
Like I gotta proton pack
Nigga I don't know none that 
When I go I give it my all don't

Josh go off, watch Joshy go ayyy
Blasphemous, just a bastard kid, tossin' back a fifth (Yup!)
Lookin' for a bitch whose ass is thick, who I can travel

never take a loss that didn't foster change, I'm making monster plays, I gotta strategize
Can't get distracted by the chatter or the passerby's, splitting

Yeah
I put some sabotage back on that cold turkey
Spent intuition as if I earned it
Yeah, I returned the furnace when that sun was burnin

I was

who ego the tallest
Cut 'em down by the kneecaps
See how the slightly mighty might fall

I believe in karma so if I get chopped
Best believe imma crawl

the police
Get it good girl, use your knees
I love them brainiacs
Yeah, my last ho had a few degrees (for real)
Back on my Compton shit
Demonic how I

Surrounded by chaos created a savage
Forever bounce back like elastic
These niggas be faker den plastic
And these bitches too they got they ass did
65 til they

Ay

Gang, gang, gang, gang
Me and the boys don't like you
If one us fight, we all fight you
Put a hit on your head if I want to
Gang, gang, gang,

Hey, I'm Josh
And I'm always depressed stressed
And barley can get any rest
Smoking helps me see the brighter things in life
While being sober makes

Time is evil
Time is the force that makes us rot
Time organizes everything you love inside a box
Time's forever
Time isn't measured by a calendar or dial

swear that y'all gone tote wit ya
I took the game by the neck
And placed it in a hold, nigga
Told my Savvvy and Josh, cause yo' dream
And don't ever let

Look what they me made do, look how they made us wait
Taking chances to get us on determines our faith
Started this label now watch these niggas try