The Kill Off EP

by Oliver the 2nd

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Black Jungle Squad Rapper & California native Oliver the 2nd's debut solo EP "The Kill Off". Nine brand new tracks produced by Jeremiah Jae with features including Jeremiah Jae, Trenttruce, & Zeroh

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released 10 December 2013

Written by Oliver the 2nd
Produced by Jeremiah Jae
Mixed by Jeremiah Jae

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Track Name: Holy Thesis
I wrote me a Holy Thesis
so demons get broke to pieces
coastin' like costa ricans
in motion like motion pictures
focused on solar systems
ask Coto, he know the business
we out here, it's no to limits
limitless know the business

Grew up in disorder
caddy corner to Cadi's & Quarters
candy paint, painted on the explorer
we salivate a proposals, just like we spose to
vocals is sorta loco, go postal on homie Pro-Tools
caught in the moment, bears lost in the forest
hang it up, boy you boring
your paragraphs ain't important
You ain't moonwalked the Sun
sun-danced in the solars
my footwear is imported, compared to your pair of Jordans
We there with the paranormal
spirits don't fear the mortals
prepare to be consumed
if your anywhere near the portal
this is ghoule rap, for the abstract on sad soil
whole team flame
grab a match, add oil
Brain taking a bath from cultivating the craft
these lames making me laugh
hearts breaking in half
scars making a scab, ya numbskull
tommy gun drum, play in a band
who want what?

I wrote me a Holy Thesis
so demons get broke to pieces
coastin' like costa ricans
in motion like motion pictures
focused on solar systems
ask Coto, he know the business
we out here, it's no to limits
limitless know the business
Track Name: Hater Marks
Kill Off
All of Ya'll
Homicide on the really?!
Why you talking out the side of ya neck!?
Like you hiding a Hicky
Wise man once told Me
Fuck these Niggas
Get ya Game on, go play
Time is ticking
Side piece all in my face
Ex tryna get right back wit me
Said you should get one mo chance
But i'm Verso ho, not Biggie
I rock TI$A shit, not Dickies
I need a Diva, bitch i'm picky
Stuffing OG in my wood
Bending corners thru my city

Side piece all in my face
An she get so touchy-feely
She a nympho, wit no life
I'm a monster, wit no feelings
Jungle squad mob, no pity
Jungle squad mob, no pity
Got shooters all on yo head
on the Rooftop, of my building

[JJ bridge]
Kill off, all of y'all
Nigga, get yo bitch dog(3x)
Kill off, all of y'all
Bad bitch in Orival
Yea we in Normandy
Kill em all, like bundy
Track Name: Red Roses ft. Trenttruce & Jeremiah Jae
[trenttruce]

You don't want no trouble
You don't want no trouble
You don't want no
You don't want no
You don't want no trouble(10x)

Red Roses all on their gravestones(16x)
YEA

[Oliver the 2nd]

Duck nigga get stuck in the pond
you ain't on the stuff that i'm on
you a punk i'm a Don, can't relate
you ain't never smoked a blunt wit ya moms
hit a lick with ya bros
chopped work in the car
totally hard
flame throw bars
burn down boulevards
roses all on they gravestones
posers pussy, they stay hoe!
had a pocket full of just say no
posted up by the pay phone
endless haze, this the end of days
friendly fades for all frenemies
indie'd out, so don't need a major
your contract just a piece of paper
skeletons with chains on
black leather, the days gone
dead bodies with consoles
making all of these strange songs
scary ain't it!? It's scary ain't it!?
pool of blood, all cherry ain't it?
creeped out, we faded
all Backwoods get cremated

[trenttruce]

Sippin' on sum blood
monsters show no love
cannibals in my posse
no one can find your body
probably in my feces
or in between some seaweed
shotgun hidden in a bouquet of roses
i'm soulless, don't get ya life stollen
I'll chop off ya head and go bowling
set ya spirit on fire, making godly decisions
Here take the whippin' of Death
Weak styles get killed off may God bless
Weak styles get killed off may God bless

[Jeremiah Jae]

Red Roses on they gravestone
roses on they gravestone
rose up out that great tomb
red eyes, that haze smoke
I can see your Halo
my click got that K lo
bodies out in Michigan
roll so deep, ya chick throat
on site they flip wigs
red roses keep on pilling
that blood on my peacoat
Squad bout to creep hoes
Ya bitch, don't wan't no problems
get bit in ocean waters
yea my fangs need that neck
turn you to a goblin

[trenttruce]

Red Roses all on their gravestones(16x)
YEA
Track Name: Wake Up
I'm stuck inside this psych ward
she always said I had a few loose screws
guess they wasn't lying huh? whatever tho
just know when I wake up, it's going down
I don't make up this shit for play
and i'm pacing to claim the crown
ya'll got my head hurting now
ya'll got my head hurting now

These are serious matters
spoke thru delirious chatter
take the spirit from rappers
and feel superior after
I appear with a pack of
wild animals active
keep Gatorade in the droughts
Fogo de Chao in a famine
how we market the magic
the impossible happen
my whole posture is swaggy
your an impostor with panties on
tryna copy the master
I'm so hot that i'm flammable
toss the mic if my hand burn
posted in this padded room
getting my grub on
Fendi straitjacket chained ankles
the Love strong
I feel it like a cold needle, stuck in my numb arm
gritty city, turn a millionaire to a slum dog
getting good, bet I set it off
like I said I would
you sorta soft, like some soft serve
serve his girly raw
we turn it up
hard to turn it down like, we've heard enough
burning blunts wiling
like when we heard what the verdict was
seek and find, Godly motto
free the mind, body follow
Jungle Squad, firing hollows
hide ya wives, hide ya daughters
analyze your being
or personalities set the bar
staring at the man in the mirror
like have we met before?

I'm stuck inside this psych ward
she always said I had a few loose screws
guess they wasn't lying huh? whatever tho
just know when I wake up, it's going down
I don't make up this shit for play
and i'm pacing to claim the crown
ya'll got my head hurting now
ya'll got my head hurting now
Track Name: Crowded ft. Jeremiah Jae
[Jeremiah Jae]
Mob(4x)

[Oliver the 2nd]

They running barefoot, chasing dollars
lacking basic knowledge
I'm Jordan ballin', you Jason Collins
the mind of an ancient scholar
sustain logic, when you place the product
go against the grain, brawlic
feel the pain often
Black Jungle is the gang
that's the main topic
get it straight, like the switchblade
when a fade poppin'
top dollar sage, your in-house out of place
spit flame, bet his nickname hot lava face
I wake up every morning and I ask myself
Is life worth spittin' with my classic self
when pen press paper paragraphs will melt
stereos corrode, when the passion felt
yea this shit get crowded
full court press, first B*tch get bout it
I'm high and a mess, tryna hear some volume
so, turn this shit up, till ya eardrums wilin'

[Jeremiah Jae]

Man shit get Crowded
when we Mob thru this shit
yeah, shit get crowded
when we Mob thru this shit
yeah, shit get crowded

[Jeremiah Jae]

Keep the Squad on, like Sean John
she got pom poms, and she sing along
808 drums, we the chosen ones
heaven sent, holy smoke
rolling up another blunt
blowing on the loud, from the weed man
taking shit, behind your twitter feed fam?
Haters get Mob'd, fresh death outfit
turn ya face to a v neck
real shit on the One
get ghost in the dark, coming home on the bus
niggas wilin, the folks stood smiling
revenge is sweet, till the taste get sour
focus on the flower
get the doe rising till we sitting in a tower
yea we on the horizon
when we mob thru this shit
yea shit get crowded

[Jeremiah Jae]

Man shit get Crowded
when we Mob thru this shit
yeah, shit get crowded
when we Mob thru this shit
yeah, shit get crowded
Track Name: Dominion
Sing a song of sixpence
Pocket full of intents
Aromatics and Incense
Cheifin' like an Indian
To new dimensions with hymns
A few synonyms
Feuds ending in blood pools
Gruesome images

With all that fairy rap
What you aiming at?
This ain't the main event
more like training camp
A small stash of product
for the fans asking bout it
not for any asshole doubtin'
frontin' on my classic content
Young Verso, the next ruler
Cats gon flock to the tune, like fresh tuna
Consume data, regroup, we too major
If you oppose the views i exude, i assume hater
Truth sayers, transcending on loop flavors
embellishing in the fedi, you friendly like new neighbors
Fuck yo opinion, my flow is dominion
Fuck yo ambition, your boy on a mission

Wa da da dang
Wa da da da dang (Ay!)
Black Jungle Squad Gang don't play, boy!
Wa da da dang
Wa da da da dang (Ay!)
Front and get ya mug shot, rearranged boy!
Wa da da dang
Wa da da da dang (Ay!)
Black Jungle Squad Gang don't play, boy!
Wa da da dang
Wa da da da dang (Ay!)
Any day, Every time, any place boy!

Sing a song of sixpence
Pocket full of intents
40oz and Fifths
Drinkin' like an Indian
To new dimensions with hymns
A few synonyms
Feuds ending in blood pools
Gruesome images

Sitting here kicking' this Raw
While you just pissin' me off
Oliver the 2nd, nigga i'm not the one!
So feast your eyes, on the beasty guy
This is dedicated to reefer pies and sneaker finds
Young Verso, the next ruler
Tats on the side of my shoulder, it's sketched moolah
Use to hit locomotives to see bitches
Now i send show promoters on weed missions
Some people gon think that we trippin''
I Hope I die & come back just to relive this
Fuck yo opinion, my flow is dominion
Fuck yo production, I choke hold a rhythm

Wa da da dang
Wa da da da dang (Ay!)
Black Jungle Squad Gang don't play, boy!
Wa da da dang
Wa da da da dang (Ay!)
Front and get ya mug shot, rearranged boy!
Wa da da dang
Wa da da da dang (Ay!)
Black Jungle Squad Gang don't play, boy!
Wa da da dang
Wa da da da dang (Ay!)
Any day, Every time, any place boy!
Track Name: Rap Game ft. Jeremiah Jae & Zeroh
[Jeremiah Jae]

From hot kitchens
to the banquets
deliver raw like he out here
wit the cake mix
take 6, matter fact take 10
st8 bang shit, buffalo rangers(2x)

[Oliver the 2nd]

Been known to spit that
wild western shit
fire rhyme cxllective shit
shall remain the messengers, Yes!
desert exodus
your sunscreen gon fail, when shells thump ya
guns ring like mademoiselles bell for butler
tell a tall tale on the trail and feels weak
as he starts smokin' his heart broken, but still beats
and a man is not designed teary eyed, but still weeps
but luckily for me, I'm surrounded by trill peeps
that wouldn't pass a kleenex to my ass, off a lil sneeze
let alone tears, we've never known fear
it's buckskin cause its cold now
bitches like Backwoods, stop hittin' them hoes and they gon go out
until you bring that flame back
them desert fiends, found a needle in a haystack
Is this a dream, cause if it is dude it's hella lucid
like whats the sense of having sense, If you don't ever use it

[Jeremiah Jae]

From hot kitchens
to the banquets
deliver raw like he out here
wit the cake mix
take 6, matter fact take 10
st8 bang shit, buffalo rangers(2x)

[Zeroh]

its the return to perfection of a slight kind
two minds about grind splittin' sight lines
heart apartheid, yin & yang candy crack
balance at the handy
breakin jaws where the raw hide
and take falls in spite of flawess
bigger men synergistic blazay
dehydrated goji bee pollen and agave topped raw cake
booshie kid cuisine for ya swami
smoke float approximately high as the
quetzocal toast to the ghost in the trees
rubber lippin', sippin' black iron tea
deepenin the Bond, Word is sharp to the teeth
custom Mouth Gaurds for the freaks..
who Sport-Blaze Dark Forest trails trickin' limbs
(with) Buckets of Fresh Water From a Creek
and Beets that He Grew in the Jungle on the cheap
Track Name: Moccasins
My variety gets deployed, and
something inside of me gets destroyed, man
why you get off on stealing my joy? damn
now society fills the void

made me tougher than moccasin leather
peace pipe with the pot in the center
yeah i'm high, yeah i'm high
but i'd be lying if I said I feel better
but i'd be lying if I said I feel better
I'm lying for saying i'm better
yeah i'm high, yeah i'm high
but i'd be lying if I said I feel better

I was just 5 at the time
why you and Pop wanna fight all the time
what's this crop on the side of the lawn?
why he don't come when we go for a walk?
see he always told me to fight
you always told me ignore um
entirely two different guides
totally torn at the origin
see you couldn't know what it's like
I ain't even mad at you for it
we came up in two different times
and mine is the wildest recorded
lots changed, a lot hasn't
cold nights, breed hot passion
this raw energy bang
quick withdrawal out my memory bank

My variety gets deployed, and
something inside of me gets destroyed, man
why you get off on stealing my joy? damn
now society fills the void

made me tougher than moccasin leather
peace pipe with the pot in the center
yeah i'm high, yeah i'm high
but i'd be lying if I said I feel better
but i'd be lying if I said I feel better
I'm lying for saying i'm better
yeah i'm high, yeah i'm high
but i'd be lying if I said I feel better

I was 18 at the time
niggas got crispy for prom
and I ain't got credits to walk
guess who ain't drinking tonight!!!?
see I was too focused on raps
you always told me ignore um
entirely two different minds
totally torn at the origin
see you couldn't know what its like
pen and a pad & my homIEs
we grew up in two different times
who was I to know you was phony
lots changed, a lot hasn't
cold nights, breed hot passion
this raw energy bang
quick withdrawal out my memory bank

My variety gets deployed, and
something inside of me gets destroyed, man
why you get off on stealing my joy? damn
now society fills the void

made me tougher than moccasin leather
peace pipe with the pot in the center
yeah i'm high, yeah i'm high
but i'd be lying if I said I feel better
but i'd be lying if I said I feel better
I'm lying for saying i'm better
yeah i'm high, yeah i'm high
but i'd be lying if I said I feel better
Track Name: Belle Morte
Final moments awaiting
hold your condolences baby
in closing, I wrote you this poem
I know that it's crazy
just thought you should know
I get a lot from your soul
but as time passes were fading

So here we are
Trapped in the amber of the moment

Let's be honest
tomorrow ain't promised
the sky is falling on us
society lawless
chaos on the corner
observe the disorder
far from heaven on earth
so i'm thinking further
talking benevolent essence
heaviest pressence
a song drifts in the distance
melody's pleasant
a foolish man is perfected
better from lessons
the lifespan of a legend
never affected
we levitate over sentences
till we breathless
then the audio bleeds
my mic goes cold
the audience leaves
we all grow old
I know its hard to conceive
the strong don't fold
or even bend at the seams
forget what your told
remember your dreams
as we crumble to dust
blow away in the breeze

Before you make it to the stars
just show the world everything you are
when it's all said and done
don't cry for me none
just celebrate what it was
know a nigga had his fun

Before you make it to the sky
just show the world everything thats fly
the thought of leaving ya side
brings tears to my eyes
but I gotta let it ride
If I ever wanna glide

Let's be honest
tomorrow ain't promised
the sky is falling on us
her heart is my solace
free forever, intertwined lovers
leave together
an just let it go
as the angels row
gently on this sailboat
we remain afloat
tip toe to that epic glow
at the soul gate
this is your fate
Belle Morte