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Full Of Rage

Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)

1st Verse
Nobody will survive it’ll be your last day alive

Same Ol' Thing

Del the Funky Homosapien

I Wish My Brother George Was Here

1991

ass ain't slick
They lack skills and they can only thrill ya by dance steps
I coulda iced Vanilla, but I haven't got the chance yet
But that's okay

the record for the Kessel Run
Rebel scum, I could help you for a hefty sum
Pretzel bun x's on the treasure hunt
Get the funds measured by the metric ton
Cause

We modify the norm and what's real by signing waivers  
Equal and inclusive terms by campaigners 
Even persecuting christians as though they were

is all overseen by my man will

As I walk through the valley shadow of death
I know that I ain't got much time left
And they don't really wanna see

World War

Krayzie Bone

Thug Mentality 1999 [Clean]

1999

to fuck back with you
What you want to do, huh, huh?
You say you want to fight us, come fight us
We do it 'cause it's real fuck a title
It's all about

Ain't No Limit

Mystikal

Breaking Bank

1998

a pellet 

Here I Go! 

I'm here to tell it 

x 2 

Here to tell it 

Stomp this motherfucker like elephant 

Spray you bitches like apes 

Fly

nkeene ekweezim eedi kaamkpuughe nyaa ka laast chapter bible 

........eji enyo ekili bangle
eji ego alusi agba gamble
.....geenumu nti rapuu title achorom

on the dreaming and gave in to our reality,

Ten toes to the battle scene, I'll ride until I die,
If you ever try to battle me it's ten toes to the sky,
A penny for

the title gotta earn it
I'm an E1 flying first class
Pass striving up to the colonel
Guess it's time for a come up
Homie grinding til the sun down
All the way

Shoutout to X
Let's get it
This that true love bro
Most people can't find that shit
Yea, real rap
I'm just doing this song to have fun bro
Let's get

Set off by the bombs with each of my letters
Act soft now, I know that I'm winning
The title been gone, so what you defending?
So what's the move now?

the title
Another big reason my windows stay tinted
God hear my words and his people can feel them
Give back the real and take niggas with gimmicks
I stay out

Ayo, we in the spot, got the hoodie on the melon
Bouta rearrange up the recipe that's in the melting pot
Long body, feelin' like I'm 6'10" dirty like

The chips are looking, man
You need a little cheddar
We got Big Ten Network, Cartoon Network, CBS
And Cheddar we got CMT, CNBC, CNN
I’m gigglin' in Comedy

this
They mad I'm in the picture huh
Niggas be slippin for that pink shit wit selvage titles
These subtotal hoes be worthless
Why you think they by you

Karate

Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)

1st Verse
Ich ni san shi better protect your body chopping

Dawsin (yuh)
Ra_VSN (yeah)
Get it

I been rapping ever since I was 9-years-old
10 years later, now it's time to go
We in the zone, in the game like

And got stood over by demons Ain't no time on get back, we'll lay on shit for months
Pay the ransom, fee or we gon' feed em to the swamp Camouflage chopper,

replaced by thoughts of thots and prostitutes
room 10 in place, you've got your lodge, it's logical
to meditate's a tug of war
I want some more
I've come

see I'm out I go viral
They feel envy and jealousy of my title
Got way too many yungeens that stay with that k out
Youngs dogs beware nigga stay out
I'm

every bar 
Going to get far 
Time to make a change X4 
Tearing off my leash 
Breaking all the chains 
They cannot keep 
They cannot restrain 
(Verse)
Mama

Song Title: Famous Last Words 
Album: Our Chemistry is a Tightrope
Artist: Porcupine
Music and Lyrics by Casey Virock, Nick Roesler

I want to make

co-signs
I'm living
Can't still be rough round the edges it's vital
Five months in the making I'm giving it all of my love like the title
Taking a photograph