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1. |
The Bad Guy
03:07
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For the last 2 years you ain’t heard shit from me
So don’t act like you know what I’m up to
You don’t know where I been & what I been thru
You don’t call on the reg we ain’t friends dude
There’s a reason why I stop Facebook altogether
Sometimes, I post a lot when I’m not makin no chedda
Time is money tired of wasting all mine online
Trying to reach a group of people so fake it’s Devine
Petty crime is the only thing I ever excelled at
And drug dealing gimme what you got & I’ll sell Dat
I serve fiends like hova in 80s
Don’t throw me on the track I might go a little crazy
I got a kid now he’s no longer just a baby
If he hears this am I wrong for that
I can’t help the fact I spit nuts on the track
Spit nuts on a bitch back
Sit back
Let me tell a bedtime story
About a whore who got me horny
She adore me but she horribly ignore me
When I need her most
So I treat her like I don’t
Ignore her when she call me
We both know I won’t
Hello... dial tone
Milestone rap
I ma-tour every album solo
I alone act
Gotta want-it fur yurself
In order to make it happen
Can’t depend on the help
To get you satisfaction
All that’s left for me is laughing
I’m done crying so quit acting
Real name Ryan
Lethal spit lyrical assassin
Here some new shit so quit askin...
The bad guy is back with a passion
Enemy of the bullshit boss like Tony
Homie what’s happening
If truth sold truth be told I’d probably be
Lyrically the greatest in az
But instead they hate me & made me an enemy
I’m just happy they ain’t me but they pretend to be. It’s Crazy
Go head and mention me
And see what’s next when you mess with my legacy...
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2. |
Enemy Of The State
03:13
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Hook/Bridge:
Enemy of the state
They don’t want me to stay
They don’t want they want me to play
Shows they want me out the way
They don’t like how I bang
They don’t like how I flow
I’m dangerous they know it &
They don’t like How I roll
Verse:
It's the enemy of the state
They don’t want me to stay
They don’t want me to play
Shows they want me out the way
They don’t like how I bang hoes
They fell in love with
They don’t want me to expose em
Out in public (Nah)
They don’t like how I flow
They don’t like how I roll
They say I’m so disrespectful
And I say so (heh)
Enemy of the state
Mess with me a mistake
Body you on a track
A lotta you out here fake
Not to mention your wack
Y’all love to piggyback
I’m blazing my own trail
Support the only thing I lack
But really I never need it
I hate to sound so conceited
But none y’all could ever be me
I make this shit look too easy
Enemy of the state
Forever I’ll be the great
Like Alexander the hate
Comes with the shit I’m afraid
Just playing the cards I’m dealt
I’m hopin the point gets felt
I’m out for blood this time
My scope is aimed at the belt
I’m coming for all the shine
I’m asking for all the smoke
I’m tired of waiting in line
Don’t gas me long as I’m broke
Don’t tell me it’ll be fine
Don’t play me off asa joke
Enemy of the state
The one they love to provoke
Enemy at the gate
I’m ready to blow the lid off
Ready to get this spit off
Deadly with every melody I’m headed to hip hop heaven
Came from 7-eleven
For those of you that remember
History up in flames
Only ashes remain
And from the ashes I came
rose out of it like the Phoenix
Bird city the meanest
Enemy of the state
Don’t mean to intimidate
But I do it well like a steak
They afraid to come catch a plate
All my friends are dead
So why would you pretend
You’re gonna push me off the edge
Make me spit this shit again
I’m the enemy of the state
Me gainst everybody fair fate
My soul suffers to integrate
For the hustlers pushin weight
You already know what it is
Doing anything for your kids
Give a fuck about anybody else
Going hard for some wins
Set myself apart setting trends
Never following to fit it
Things I’m drawing up with my pen
Will forever live within
This world full of sin
It’s hard to ever get ahead
Especially when your me
Never free until I’m dead
Enemy of the state
The one they love to hate
Cuz they don’t like what I say
Truth hurts and I don’t play
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3. |
Fuck Em All
02:43
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Hook:
Fuck em all fuck em all fuck em all
Fuck em all fuck em all fuck em all
Whether they fuck with me
Or they don’t fuck with me
I don’t care bout em just Buck em all
Here come the shotty blast
Get the body bags
Call the coroner and the law
It’s bout to be murder up in this bitch
Since when did you think I got love for y’all
(repeats)
Verse:
I ain’t got nothing but hate in my heart for these muthafuckas that be fronting
Acting like bosses
A real winner knows how to take losses like it’s nothing
Just wait til that ship sinks
Cuz your shit stinks even tho you don’t think it do
One day you’ll find out when your times out
And mines up you’ll think it thru
You coulda been a part of this
(Instead you)
Made a monster out of Spartacus
Now I go hard for this look whatchyu started
Revolutionary artist bitch
...Until the day that I’m crucified
Get stupid on tracks til you’re stupefied
They thinking I’m black cuz I’m super fly
More like goldblum I am a movie guy
Always super high never suit n tie
Always switch it up I’m like who am I ?
They like who is he usually he don’t rap like this
He must be on drugs he’s a shroomey Guy
Have you ever had a bad trip
Cuz ya looked inside and all you find
Was Madness, sadness all the bad shit ya put in your closet Along with skeletons your damaged
Oh man it’s getting romantic
Grown man biz I know you can’t stand it
I’m so selfish I created my own planet
My own spaceship so I’m out god dammit
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4. |
Mayor Of Loneliness
03:11
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I stand against everything you stand for
One man against everyone who want war
I don’t care if I’m alone in this
Mayor of a town called loneliness
I just Can’t get down with that phoniness
Politics in hip hop I see no place for
Sorta like... the United States space force
We got some trumps in our local scene
And these chumps ego trippin off the local steam
Ayo
I can’t knock the hustle but I can mock the flow
You wish you had the skills I possess in my pinky toe
I wish you well I just hope you know
& By well I mean hell I hope you burn slow
This my return hoes I hope you watch and listen
So you can see and hear everything you failed to mention
When they ask the question who the hottest out (hottest out)
That’s the only time I wanna hear my name out your mouth
It’s a game in the Southwest
Everybody playin
Nobody paid to perform
Everybody paying
Promoters steal the show
I’m just sayin
The thief’s theme
Play me at night they won’t act right I seen things
Like cheap swings at me when I’m doing me
Usually them same dudes always doin them same things stupidly
So here’s your eulogy son your done adios
And I’m ghost like the sun when night falls
(Pause)
I ain’t like y’all
That’s all I’m proclaiming
This enemy of the state shit here
That’s all I’m bangin
Nothing but lyrical mayhem
Real bars no fools gold no wanna be celebrity rap stars
I’m cool on that I see your cool on this
You don’t really care about lyrics oh the foolishness
All you really want is to be paid and respected
You want the fame and the gold necklace
The rolexes I just want the change no Lexus
I’ll roll in a Toyota
Before I let the money be my bestest
I am so invested
The one no one invest in
Music my only weapon it’s my soul possession
So aggressive on tracks
My shrink think I need to relax
But I can’t
So break out the prescription pads
Gimme zannies gimme percs and vikes
And medical Mary I get so high that
I converse with Christ
About eternity is it really worth your life I confess I felt it was the
worst advice
To go to church at night when I could be out partying
Rocking stages fucking bitches from out the audience
Like Kevin Costner in the guardian
This is my movie play the leading role inspire juuves to be less retarded when
They decide to pursue this like there’s nothing to this
coming for ceaser it’s a latest Brutus
You ought to play this new shit
Cu Lately I been on one
Ya never know tomorrow might not come
One minute you’re the here the next minute you’re gone son
You were never meant to stay always Ben god sun
Never been a problem for me to put the pen to pad
Put some pussies in they place
Write some shit & make em mad
Truth is this my fall from grace
Opposite of rebirth
Maybe when I return
You might get the point
Until then smoke a joint eat some potato salad..
Enjoy my latest ballad...
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5. |
Phoenix Zoo
05:02
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Hook:
Monkey see monkey do
Fuck wit me I fuck with you
Higher than giraffe pussy
Concrete jungle Phoenix zoo
Catch me with gorillas in villas
Smoking gorilla glue
I can tell you pussies ain’t killas
You try and I just do
Verse 1:
The word tryyy isn’t even in myyy vocabulary
I just doooo ain’t got no time for yooou
Son you extra scary
Confidence aint something I lack
King of the jungle I’m a lion when I’m on the attack
These gazelles get brutalized
With truthful lines
I’m speaking facts
Look at the state we’re in
Right now.. this ain’t no time to relax
It’s going down so get up
For all you sitting ass ducks
Running amuck
With your bird beaks cluckin
I’m just chuckling what the fuck
Put the buck shot to the buck
Let the moose loose and mount up
Shout out to Canada
Possibly my future home
This ain’t the land of the free
More like Ancient Rome
We’re new slaves Kanye had it right
In due time wars get waged when the wage is right
We lost control like centuries ago
So what does the future hold
It could be planet of the apes by 2108
Verse 2:
Shittin' on competition like flocks of pigeons
Bird city... Such a pity the shit we live in
120 degrees and still the coldest bitches
I’m just a dog off the leash a beast I’m viscious
Don’t fuck with me get greased like fried fishes
From Pete’s for Pete’s sake I’m nice wit this
Elephant in the room every event I attend
Good chance I’m on shrooms In the lions den
Getting groomed for a ten
After bout 6 ales
I wanna fuck you like an animal
Nine inch nails
Crazy like an 8 lucky like a 7
666 like a fallen angel from heaven...
Somebody call up a reverend I’m getting blasphemous
I need an exercism I think I’m Jesus of Nazareth
I’m snoop lion with the eye of the tiger
I’m a bad news bear im A venomous viper
Strangle the beat... swallow the track whole
work horse in the studio I’ll never get old
Live forever like a jellyfish
Immortal with the flow
Freak of nature with the bars
It ain’t normal and I know
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6. |
Fair Warning
04:32
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Hook:
Real father
What is a real father
I wrote the book
There can only be one author
I wrote code
Like an engineer in Java
Y chromosomes
legendary an honor
Just To be around
The son of a king without a crown
So Don’t play around cuz I’ll lay you down without a sound
Tuck you in real tight
Tell you a bedtime story
Long kiss goodnigh
Never see morrrnin
(repeats)
Verse 1:
This is just a warning
I Hope you know what you got into
Disrespect the boundaries
And I might just have it out with you
You’ll never understand
Until you have your own
You’re not a real a man
When you know you know
I thought I had shit figured out
I was wrong
Now I gotta teach my son I’m still learning to be strong
It’s a long road
But I’m still determined to be on
And when the boy is old enough to know
What’s up he’ll come along
Grow your own seeds
Fuck your ambitions to be his step daddy
You don’t know me
Homie I hope you rest happy
Sleep easy knowing my son needs me
Showing him off in public
What’s up with that man it’s creepy
I showed people your picture
Nobody even believed me
Like what she see in him
Idk money she so needy
You’re just a sucker
A motherfucker literally
I probably shouldn’t say this
She’ll claim I’m being a bully
I wouldn’t be too surprised if these lyrics end up in court
As inadmissible evidence just like before (lol)
She broke my heart and things fell apart
Afraid we’ll never get another fresh start
& That’s a shame for our seed
But that’s what it’s gotta be
It Doesn’t mean you get to be
The new version of me never that chump
Feel like I gotta warn my kid don’t get attached son
The facts still remain that I’m ... His real father!
Verse 2:
I ain’t done performing
So don’t get up out your seat yet
Sit down be humble
Show some a reeespect
For a real one, since you just a wanna be
Let me offer you sincere apologies
I’m sorry that my seconds are so sloppy
And I’m sorry that you bother me
But you do
It’s something bout cha demeanor
Soft spoken limp hand shake
Sweet on my cochina
Don’t tell me you love my son
The first time that I ever meet cha
Refusing to face his father til finally i insist furthermore we haven’t even spoken since
You hiding like a bitch when I come to pick him up you don’t want to come out front you don’t want to say what’s up you don’t think I know what’s up you influencing his mom she doesn’t have her own identity just kinda tags along shes chameleon...
And now you’re playing house, probably bout to take a knee
Just don’t involve my son he doesn’t need to see
I know you think it’s all good you think
without me
he’s doing fine,
cuz he’s happy with you and his mom right?
Well fuck your thoughts here’s the truth
This isn’t really me this is god is in the booth like
Real father
I am his real father
And who are you?
Coming around just an imposter
The new guy in town
Next up to sponsor
The wicked one
Just a new nickname I thot up
But it’s my son
That’s who I’m here to discuss my number one
No matter what
even if his mum is a cunt
Sorry kiddo one day you’ll see it like I do
A part of me is inside you
Pardon me im not thru
Mikes Davis bitches brew cooler than a kitchen tool
An ice cream scooper
Im a nice guy im a trooper
Never brought another woman around my son to compete for his love
Left me in a stupor
Stupid dumb yeah you’re super done
Lex Luther
You ain’t Superman step daddy
Just a guest user
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7. |
World Got Me Fuct Up
03:36
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This world got me fuct up... yeah (x4)
Hook 1:
I don’t trust no one
I don’t fuck no one
I don’t got no friends
So I don’t have no fun
Sometimes I wanna-kill myself
Cuz I don't got no funds
This world got me fuct up
And right now I’m on one
Verse 1:
Homies ain’t homies no mo they foes
And I ain’t got bitches no mo no hoes no
Things ain’t the same as they used to be
My buzz went away I could use a bee
A queen at the crib to sustain my hive
But I can’t even find one to save my life
New friends would be nice, but I ain’t trippin
As long as I got music I know I’m different
I don’t even care if nobody can feel it
I do this for me dog I know I kill it
I am my own god I know I’m the realest
And I ain’t got time for doubtful minds & critics
All of my time is mine to keep god willin
It ain’t my fault if bitches catching feelings
It ain’t my fault if you thot you was winning
I’m the one to keep it a hun, since the beginnin
You been wack I dunno who gassed you
You may be hot now but I promise to out last you
I notice how you stopped fucking with me don't call me
Cliqued up with dudes who tried to black ball me
I wish I could say this was directed at one,
But many in my life are gone before they come,
Talking bout "fam this" and "fam that"
But when I was at my lowest, where the fam at?!
Hook 2:
I don’t trust no one
I don’t fuck no one
I don’t got no friends
So I don’t have no fun
Sometimes I wanna-kill myself
But I don't got no gun (ha)
This world got me fuct up
And right now I’m on one
Verse 2:
For real tho, I aint feeling no one
And I feel like im the only one who's feeling myself
It feels like I know something,
But I know that I know nothing,
I don't know how this globe function
Matter of fact, I don't know if its even a globe it could be flat I don't trust em,
Everything backwards,
From trump to all of pop culture fuck em!
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8. |
Damned
03:38
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I’m caught somewhere between suicidal
And wanting more kids
Life’s a bitch and I hate bitches
That’s what my problem is
And what’s ironic is I also love em
I need em
I can’t live without em but I’m not always tryna feed em
Tired of being taken advantage of can’t read em
And they know it so suddenly they the poet and I’m the profit
I can’t stop it
Even if I see it coming
Won’t see me running my rocker i know I’m off it cuz often I get to talking with friends who thinkin I lost it and really they aren’t far off it
The truth is I think I’m awesome but only until I notice I’m the only one who got it
It’s like the joker in Gotham and Batman is there to stop him
The bad guys die, and the ending is always happy
Like a rub and tug by sum yung ho calling you daddy
Life is beautiful as long you got money to blow
Bitches to bang
Playing booty bongos let your nuts hang
Its the macadamia of this rap game
Filet mignon with the microphone
I’m back mayne
Don’t ever say I left again
Never fell off never next to them
I’m in my own lane
Own category I rock my own chain
I got my own car don’t rent or borrow I own my own things
I’m no rock star but I’m goin places
Like the lone range Stone Age rapper at least I’m grown main no games
I don’t got time for filler bullshit
My rhymes are precise
My mind is a silver bullet
It’s quite the device when it’s fully charged
The plug I pull it
I kill it I know you feel it the realist is in the building, snapping and then we chilling
Smoking out of a chillum
Blow it up towards the ceiling the fan blades chop the smoke up it looks so appealing
Don’t fight the feelin it’s cool if we say it’s cool
And no we don’t play by rule
Never respected authority but I’ve played the fool we all do
Sometimes
There’s no one there to call you
Or answer you
They die of heart attacks and cancer too
Of course you can always count on the reaper
The way you count on me when I’m in your speaker
I’m up late like a tweaker
Except I workin the morning
Tomorrow night I’m performing
It never ends I’m exhausted
I get no ends for recording
No return on investment
At least not yet it’s depressing
I hope one day I get over because my life is in question
Will I live or will I die
Will I make it or am I high?
Look me straight in my eye
Tell me the truth and don’t lie
That’s like I’m telling you twice
The flow I spit is so Nice
Hotter than steamed rice colder than ice
My worth it ain’t in my wealth
My work it stays on a shelf
My purpose is still yet to be determined
And My health well
It ain’t the greatest
And somebody had to say this
Why not me? I’m fat and I know it you ignaramous
Ain’t killin stages I’m dying daily
I need to turn the shit around before the cry and bury me
Rhyme hysterically
My own shit is starting to embarrass me
Apparently nobody gives a fuck about my music anymore and that’s been scaring me
I use to have dreams they all cherish me
Now it’s nightmares I perish quietly
Anxiety buggin
Honestly I think I’m done man....
yall heard enough fam...
damn...
I'm damned...
Cuzzzzz
Lucifer stays winnin
While you losing and claiming christian
The ages goin thru changes
Moon phases switchin positions
I’m dangerous with these phrases
Embracing spirits with dazes
Until I’m stoned to death
Clear up the mysteries & the mazes
...Gone
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9. |
Fuck You Arizona
03:26
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Verse 1:
Fuck you Arizona for always lettin me down
Fuck all you no good hoes for never letting me pound
Fuck all you lame dick rappers who never gave me my crown
Fuck alla y’all for real
You played me for a clown
You got me fucked up for real
Fuck you and your mama
I been shoulda had a deal
But I ain’t seen not one comma
But I Still I pop my colla & move it forward
I’m tenacious I don’t got no drama
I left it all behind fuck you for thinking I wouldn’t
And making me pick it back up
So Here’s where you can put it
Up your ass & around the corner
Eat a bag of dicks bitch Im say what I wanna
This my mixtape fuck your album sales and streams
This world is cold it told me fuck yourself & fuck your dreams
They got cancelled
Now back to your regular programming
I’m tired of 9-5in I’m left with no stamina left to work on my craft my passion this fuckin rappin I’m stuck in this fuckin trap 'n
I’m tired of not having a moment to just relax 'n
All I want is a decent woman
Some decent weather and decent people
Home bitter Home
Arizone Where weed is legal
I mean I think It is
So why I gotta drug test your honor
Fuck this family court system its flawed
Fuck the judge fuck the laws
Especially fuck the cops
For brutality they facing no consequence
Getting off on technicalities fuck that...
Verse 2:
Fuck you Arizona
I don’t want no parts of your festival
So much wackness
Rather be smacked in the testicles
Rest In Peace sal marcello you was one of the few
That I knew from the 602 that stayed true
So many fuck you's due could fill the grand canyon
They saying fuck me too they like we can’t stand him
He’s so annoying on the book Always airing his laundry
Talking bout what he gon do then only doing it partly
Enemy of the state
Won’t be no release party
No need.... to embarrass myself further
It’s like I committed murder
Not much of a sheep herder
I scared em away
At least I’m someone they still heard of
Whether you love or hate
Still feelin some type of way
I left an impression on you
Like a tattoo to the brain
Fuck you im just sayin
You never gave me my credit
Stop- I never will, go- I’ll never let it
Ego- you’ll never shed it that’s why I ain’t fuckin witchya
No- you’re not the best sorry son here’s a tissue
I know for you that’s an issue
But not, me I don’t care
I got, weed and a beer
I’m comfortable over here until the moment I’m not I thought I made this clear
But clearly you couldn’t hear me
So let me proclaim it again
Fuck you we ain’t friends
You’re a fan I’m the man
You’re erasable I’m a pen
I’ll never go away Until the bitter end
I need a bigger pen a longer beat to talk my shit off the leash walk the pit talk is cheap test me bitch knock out your teeth
do you like you dephchyld
What’s the matter you def child?
Listen up cuz I been wild
Fuck you
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10. |
Don't Sleep
05:13
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Verse 1:
First to rise on my grind
Early bird gets the worm
Last to lay it down
Night owl 🦉 always extra turnt
Sleep is the cousin of death
My cousins from the Midwest know
I’m down to party til my last breath
When I die that’s when I’ll get some rest
Until then stayin high that’s when I’m at my best
God bless
The child
Mother Earth and Father Time
Been around for awhile
Like mushrooms we all grew from the ground
In bullshit
Take it all with a grain of salt and a smile
Prove shit I ain’t gotta
To nobody else but god
I’m cut from a different cloth
I beat to a different drum
Don't you fuck with me I go off
I’ll Beat you up quick and run
Before the police arrive
I’m flooring it when I drive
She deep throats and rides
‘18 Bonnie and Clyde
Just me and my bitch
.9 with a 45
That high caliber lyricism
That only I can provide
Only I... the lonely guy... survived
It’s been a long time coming since I first arrived
2009 that was the year I came alive
Release party at chasers and we partied all nite
And then I took off to Dallas
New chapter new challenge
I’m sorry it didn’t work out
With Derek hope you found balance
Vanessa nico and Daniel
They had me speaking espanol
And then went back to the valley
But my fans done changed the channel
Back to Cali? Hmmm...
Verse 2:
My idols let me down
This business made me a clown
When lyrically I am bound
A king without a crown
A dream... unseen
A sound... unfound
A will, that’s unrelenting
A passion for higher ground
Listen... to the questions your asking
The answers now
Like when is it going down
And when you coming around
I’m back... on the tracks
Running laps gettin jacked
Spittin nothing but the truth
Hashtag facts
Relaxed in the booth
I get deep like cavities in my tooth
I don’t sleep
I go deep like batters up babe Ruth
I don’t sleep
I leave that to the youth
I read my son a bedtime story
Then it’s back to produucing
Tie up loose ends
I ain’t got no beef with nobody
I’m the cool friend
So don’t not invite me to no parties
Cap and stem catch a wave on me
Shed your ego a moment don’t worry on this you can’t od
It’s all natural like Snapple
It’ll be groovy I promise
As long as you ain’t got too many skeletons in your closet
Let’s be honest
I’m outta pocket
Influencing you to use
Drugs that can be abused
It’s your life you choose
But my life is a pool of booze
And I be floating
Smoking on some potent
Shrooming and staying focused
A functional drug user
Occasion gun bruiser
I’m pulling up at this haters spot with shotties and rugers
On mollies with losers I’m losing it
Forgot what I was doing with this music I’m just fooling it’s alluring it’s so cool when people showin you lots of love, but when youre me nobody’s there so I do lots of drugs
Mac miller od’d and I feel bad cuz I was envious
When he was living the good life I was struggling so hard just to be popular
So moving forward there’s a new approach
The old me is dead the new me never sleeping watch me do the most
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11. |
Soul In Piece
03:57
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Point Nine the one and the only
I kill any beat that you throw me
This how I defeat all the phonies
Just keeping it real with the homies
I ain’t got time for the bullshit
Busting my rhymes like a full clip
Wasting ammo like I’m Rambo
That’s a no no less it’s po P.O.
Duck the 5-0 for survival
I’m as good as dead sittin in a cell
I ain’t doin that rather be killed
Bitch be cool... be chill
I ain’t suicidal but I’m crazy
Product of my environment
Look what this cold world made me
Dreaming of early retirement
Yeah I’m money hungry cash rules
And I’m heartless, snatch jewels
Heirlooms but that don’t mean shit to me
Just a victim in my path to victory
Gotta get it gotta get it by any means
Hit man for hire put that on everything
Like sriracha at mi Casa
If you went there you’d think I’m Rasta
But you’ll never be invited to my house
Don’t want that ass up on my couch
Nah...
Fuck that shit
I don’t love no bitch
I don’t need no friends
I just wanna be rich
Maybe my pride is a little bit much
I should put it aside but it’s harder than fuck
Cuz I know that I’m on another level
But nobody notices 'Cept the devil
That’s why he’s out for my soul
He knows I won’t sell for the low
Better throw, me a bag
And I’ll grab and I’ll dash
Like a 40 yarder
Then I’m going harder
Then I’ve ever gone
Yeah I’m going farther
I just signed up for illuminati
It’s a cool club it’s a killer party
I’m just playing bitch watch what you sayin bitch
You don’t know me and I ain’t explaining shit
All you know is that I’m your new favorite
Got you hypnotized when you play this shit...
From now on I got you possessed
With all of my music you’re gon be obsessed
So get ready cuz I’m dropping on devils night
They’ll be pressing play not just pressing like
Enemy of the State
This my new mixtape
N baby you know I’m always repping right
Yeah I got the skills & I got the cadence
& I aint Afraid of whoever gon hate this ...
Bar for bar I go too hard
Underrated like I’m u god
Nobody want it with me, nah
Like I was slim shady
Don’t get sonned like mgk, nah
With the pen I just don’t play
I’m lyrical killer no one doing it iller
Nobody goin this hard I’m a god like zilla
Flawless still I can’t sit still I gotta go ham
Like a damn gorilla beating my chest
The best in the west since pac left
Fresh to death I won’t stop this
Til god punch my clock it’s
on like donkey Kong ya can’t top this
In az I’m easily top six and that’s being modest
And I’m Still Unacknowledged
But that’s changing I promise....
Just wait for it
Let me talk shit...
Back on my I am a god shit
I’m talking September thru August
I’m always my best when I’m honest
Truth hurts and I’m killing my competition listen
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Point Nine Phoenix, Arizona
The "Rodney Dangerfield of Rap" $OUTHWEST, USA
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