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【JDDIWKIT Stage One】💬 "'s''peEd'Dealing" (M34n & J3RKiN MiX) (So Fuxkinqqq High.) (*___*) (Somebody Bitch Gettin' Fucked This Evening...) x8 I'm with speed dealing soccer moms and I'm straight smut pedaling I'm more up than a user's dose chasing the purple dragon The game hating me, they see me and are like "Look what the cat dragged in" Abusing cough medicine on school nights, I been about brain-killing action I been about playing with techs, someone must've just put you onn. Yo girlfriend's a Becky, bro, she look straight like a Klingon If you wanna fight, let's rock our fisticuffs and bring it on I'ma leave you ditzy like a chicken with it's head cut off Niggas always talking mucks of shit, do you see Chud giving a single fuck? Nah, man, he's getting his checks and mixtapes on them fucking decks up Suits put my physicals on their desks, uh, but you ain't conning me Dip out the state because fuck this scene, humble, I fly economy Econony, the way she goes down on my fuckin' D In love with driving like Takumi Fuji When I'm all up in it, a nigga do a soft shoe and boogie I'm obsessed with paper, not talking loose leaf It ain't white like on the usual usually, it's pretty green and comes in blue straps I'm not talking 'bout no coke or weed, I'm talking fuckin' cash coming in hella stacks C.R.E.A.M, nigga, rule all around me, it rule the city like goofy Abbott's ass I'm speeding max acceleration with cat piss cannabis in my Syckli bag Leave you in the skies like cLOUDDEAD, I'm too tapped in more than an average fed Hence why those very pigs can't ever cuff meh Most of my day is spent at school or in bed, don't have a job I just make tunes and kick shit I ain't a Juggalo, but these crooked cops call me twisted Chud stay in the panties of white UT Austin tricks That came to SA for the weekend before going back to gentrifying the County of Travis When I touched down in Vacherie, man, shit was tragic 2020, headed back to Texas, passed NOLA mad frantic Not into avant-garde, but you play with my top, you'll Meet The Residential weapon That I have in my closet next to garments I spent on when I was reckless Life is good with little stressing when I do shit that's beyond y'all's comprehension (Somebody Bitch Gettin' Fucked This Evening...) x8 【JDDIWKIT Stage Two】🏖️ "C0RpUs ChRiStI cOkEy ShOrEs" (210 to 361 SLIME JOURNIE) (B34CH TiME <33) (Corpus Christi Cokey Shores) x8 (Touched down in Port Aransas) x8 Every time I put that shit on, it’s like Create-A-Skater I get pussy, I ain’t no gooner, I ain’t a chronic masturbator Corpus Christi Cokey Shorez is where I'm headed, surfs up, see ya later Got a Hi-Point with a beamer, cheap thrills, I like to save up My lightskin girl bouncing on my john, she look like Kate Medrano Tony in Tony Frith mean Tony Montana or Soprano That's because I run the game, you in the bleachers standing still You ain't just a cornball, nigga, you a corn mill I still hit yo busted chick, she a hucow getting milked I'm on Marbach like P2 wearing BEEN TRILL For the longest, been living in a record skipped filmstrip We can have debates about who the illest is, but you know it's Chud so that'd be pointless I'm quick to do hit after hit after hit after hit of the green until my face lifts Pockets finally got a face lift the way I have bands in my hands and I'm counting it Spend it on trendy fuckwit fashion shit, never learn my lesson If I'm not popping tags and spending my racks on absolute bullshit, I just ain't living Keep it a buck, I think you niggas are my children Biters love to procreate and steal my Crystal Pepsi vision Life is a trash ass game published by Activision I love it when my baby lets me hit, lick, and fist it I am not a fucking nerd, who cares about the acoustics? I am not a fucking nerd who cares about the mixing Cry me a river and swim in it, I'm having fun you bitches What the fuck y'all even do, sit, whine and complain like some dipshits? You get the pussy dry and her quiet just like a cricket While I'm getting her $1k iPhones and iPods all connected to Cricket I'ma rise to the top, nigga, the ceiling ain't a limit Never give up on your dreams just because a pussy nigga said you ain't about shit, if your girl rolls up to the Cash Domain mansion, she getting fucked, no question (Corpus Christi Cokey Shores) x8 (Touched down in Port Aransas) x8 When she turn and make pouting duck-face while I'm hitting it, I'm gushing I'm grabbing cheek cushion with my lungs full of kush and my liver full o' Steel and Bud And Natty Ice with no fucks, need her ass thick and nice and natty Need all of that thrice, I won't even front Weed patch I rip and tear through and then grind up Hit it and I power up, coming down like a broken wind up Toy I sold to some dip fuck with the price marked up More than it's worth, spent his shit on a chic piece of work, Watanabe All these niggas claim they don't know who I is yet on the low they wannabe When I drop some heat that blows their shit out of the water and lands 'em on their feet These guys is my seed, all they do is procreate, eating the nachos off my plate We can't do this no more lest I meet with a terrible fate Ben Drowned state the shrub packs be having me in Delroy Edwards, Hangin' At The Beach with my truant friends Running down the alley like I'm in Fashion Week, word to Kaine, I'm not following any law or a policy RIP to the crazy boy I use to be, I can't go back to age 13-15 All of the people I use to know and these regrets on my sleeve will prolly be the death of me, but I'ma leave it behind where it's meant to be Nothing comes easy and nothing comes free, but fucks-wise about anything, I couldn't give less than 3 The cares of which is God, Love, and Weed, that's absolutely bond to me Life is a rat race but you always gone see me absconding 【JDDIWKIT Stage Three】🛡️ ▬▬ι═══════ﺤ 🏹 Han Solo (YOU DON'T WANT TO MISS THIS!) Ol' boy said he tough, lil nigga, you bump Gothangelz I hope that creep Jaydes in his cell getting his twat mangled by jumping cables Call that coon Derek Vinyard You not Lil Peep or X, goofy, you a fuckin'... Anyway, getting a bit ahead of myself here I be grinding out, make my presence in the game clear And putting fuck niggas to bed with my double sided spear Cuz I'm on Feferi timing 24/7 365 a year Rise to the top and make these bottom-feeding lames copy paste and leer She bounce on my shit and strikes poses like she in cheer After digesting a bar and beer, Texas look like Cry Of Fear Hashish concentrate in my lungs, you try to take the smoke away from me, you'll disappear Ears be cluttered with the finest diamonds and they're shining pierced I'm really out to kill and push these niggas off the Port Aransas pier I just heard your shit, it made me laugh, what the fuck is in my ear? Quit while you're at it, wouldn't waste my time and sink your dwindling years You pussy goofies stink, Chud is up to bat and here to clear And take your spot and fuck the PAWGs from Leon Valley that look like prime Britney Spears New girl, new pack, loud so it waft, it smell like her rear Learned to stop giving fucks, now I worsen every year Finger to Baphomet, will never sign to a label Since day one, grave-hopping from the cradle Innards of my drum spin and spin like a Dreidel I know some Haitians that will merry-go-round when I say so Touched down in Washington, age 3 with Pesos Then I went to Wurzbach, on my Bezos and counted mo' Then I went to Colorado Springs, age 6 and sick off dope Now I'm standing ten toes, sneaking up on the game and hit it like a tornado, run it 'till I can't no mo', but that's a lie, I'd keep on going even if I lost all my bones Walked in to buy clothes, left without paying nothin', bro I'm just too sick, above the feds and they cuffin', yo, these niggas slow They out the barnyard and on a stroll so they'll never know As they're eating glazed shit with their patrol, I give their wives a nice glazing on their faces at home, my kids they swallow I do this with no remorse cuz YOLO, dance my way into their pants with smooth coordination, I'm Han Solo Ran off on my Asian plug twice, he look like Kishimoto, kind of regret doing it, he had the best supplies, though But I'm a fiend for the Irish Spring Green Green, money and pot, high-key, no low notes Dick her the dickiest down and pass her to bro, I'm an asshole HBA BEEN TRILL collab on my torso, step out the flames alive with the blunt lit alone Then it's off to choke down a cup of joe, a nigga been about his coco And caffeine, you got a Velma and I got a Daphne, we're not the same, playa, you not in the same bracket as me The gov ain't the only one taxing, please, life has me falling apart at the seams like distressed Balenci Vetements piece from Fashion Week, Spring 2020 Couldn't afford it back then, but I'm 17 going on 18, now a nigga spending Don't step too quick to me, get you put on a pendant Crushing Purple Haze in a Backwood and breaking guitar strings, off-brand Jimi Hendrix Without the talent, yo hoe steady drinking my cum from her chalice Like the middle ages, the game is, jesters get turned to fragments I'm the king of my own castle which no dares to visit eating sandwiches These cuts are from my nemesis' Caledfwlch, could use some bandages I hate when niggas in this scene drop good shit and abandon it You ain't even start it, yet you're grabbing bags and packing? You say the job here is done but you didn't do anything In this music shit, I'm 7 years deep, I can't go missing in action 【JDDIWKIT Stage Three】🕺 Jerkin' Didn't Die... I Will Kill It Tho (pRod by dJ cHuD & QU33NG33K) I'm in the car and it's raining Been lifting weights, going gym crazy, tryna look like PSM Raiden Her happy trail is where my face is, I ain't lifting it I'm in her bush like politics, grabbing her love handles as I stroke my dick Shoot loads of Nesquik, then it's off to the next I shove my tongue down her throat, we swappin' gobs of spit, you can bet it Age 7, into Seapunk, surfing waves of net Now I'm age 17, driving down E Houston Street, on the hunt for downtown business women older than me, thickness in fishnets In the heart of this city, I feel it's beating chest with every movement But you must move quick at this time of night, or catch a buck to the head You never know what lurks in the metropolitan, living the fullest life I can, any day I could be dead (x2) When I put it on, it brings out the Ghost In my Shell that I live my life within I can't write, a thousand boastful lines a thousand times and I'ma say them the fuck again Have to stomach Jeff Rosenstock's trash music for a hit of the blunt with this white chick I forgot what Dr. Umar said, fuck it, it was probably nothing important I ain't playing games, nigga, do I look like Chad Warden? Wanna give the feds a warning, my music's all up in their ears, all my bars are no bite, just ironic non sequiturs For sure, rob back the style you stole you claim is yours, stick my hand in the register My choppa ain’t gotta be registered to make some gore spurt I’m just like the Duck Hunt Dog, I shoot bird-brains if they worse things and plot up the dirt I’m fucking stupid, on my Master Shake, it’s been a bit since my brain worked And the kush don’t help, but, fuck you nigga, I’m smoking the kelp and getting to work It ain’t dead but I’m killing Jerk, and that’s a hunnid for sure Y’all be on my pork, gotta nigga questioning if it’s kosher Cops on my ass, they asking me when's the last time I was sober Coz I may or may not have been doing 90 over in a 25 bumping Thugger’s Stoner Nrrrd Grrrl like MC Chris, she a sweat on Persona That game stinks dick but I play it on her side like Scott to Ramona Huff her 3 day old panties, obsessed with her amoeba When I chop grass and roll up coral reef, I see some crazy shit, huh I can't help but be in the trees like a lemur, she suck on my dick like a penis, yeah, I fuckin' feed her Y'all niggas tryna be DJC, bottom-feeders, and my shoes DC and my cap Adidas The irony of them saying they don't need us, motherfucker, you been jacking swag from me even as a fetus There's no end to DJ Chud and that's because I buck the fuck up While your favorite rapper back down, they some pussy scum, no one take risk no more and that's the problem I'm quick to up heater on some white gollums if they come trickling at my crib like a cop would I give your girlfriend my wood and she uses her cooch to smoulder it Love when the wind splashes against her sundress and I see what's under it Feel like YB, I have so many kids in this game but no sort of fame, under a hunnid monthly I got Gamefly zines and some psychopathic rapper weed coming to my house from all types of different countries Is you rollin', Tony? Bitch, I might be, don't ask me, ask my plug who's grinding it all for me looking at ya eerily She think I'm the one, but I'm still acting and looking seedy, xdjchudx.bandcamp.com, free downloads on me Only got 200, so don't be greedy, I see you niggas posting my shit on Soulseek, I love that and P2P Twin glocks I'm rolling with, Pete And Pete, and I met my ex today and she showed me CocoRosie And she rose gold like Ashanti, I still have my Santigold CD, have the indie sleaze on me But I don't wear a flannel, I'm a Hypebeast like Ricegum when he was 19 I ain't Off-White, I'm powered by the finest flower weeds that I can't bring around your mom, she'll get real mad at me Ref, do something or on the field I'll cause a casualty, I hate my coach so much for ever trying to instill practice in me I was born to win, so I'm taking back what I believe belongs to me Even if I have to go Black Panther, by any motherfuckin' means Fuck this game, fuck this scene until my heart no longer beats and a coffin is where I rest my feet