Z-Ro
Joseph Wayne McVey IV (born January 19, 1977), better known by his stage names Z-Ro and The Mo City Don, is an American rapper, songwriter and record producer from Houston, Texas. He was named one of America's most underrated rappers by The New York Times in 2007.[4] Z-RO was born Joseph Wayne McVey IV in Houston's South Park neighborhood on January 19, 1977.[5] At age six his mother died, and he was shuttled from household to household in search of stability
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Z-Ro
Joseph Wayne McVey IV (born January 19, 1977), better known by his stage names Z-Ro and The Mo City Don, is an American rapper, songwriter and record producer from Houston, Texas. He was named one of America's most underrated rappers by The New York Times in 2007.[4] Z-RO was born Joseph Wayne McVey IV in Houston's South Park neighborhood on January 19, 1977.[5] At age six his mother died, and he was shuttled from household to household in search of stability
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Goth Girls (prod. TheRSX)
Thousand goth bitches dancing on my fucking grave 6 feet under finally found a way to numb the pain Thousand goth bitches dancing on my fucking grave 6 feet under finally found a way to numb the pain Rolling thunder, pouring rain, lightning strikes I pull the stainless Hollow tips up in the chamber, I squeeze the trigger and make a stain! Picking up the pieces building up a legacy for all of my little nieces, pit bulls with no leashes All you hoes is vampires draining the life from me like a bunch of leeches wonder why she got them bruises all up on her knees All black headed to toe, watch don’t take I think it’s froze I ain’t flexing bitch I’m broke, why you always standing with your handsout for? Lately I’m feeling depressed, but really I’m trying my best Never would’ve guessed that I’d have made it to 26 Lately I’m feeling depressed, but really I’m trying my best Never would’ve guessed that I’d have made it to 26 Thousand goth bitches dancing on my fucking grave 6 feet under finally found a way to numb the pain Thousand goth bitches dancing on my fucking grave 6 feet under finally found a way to numb the pain I’ve been quiet, too busy stepping no backtracking. I’m moving forward All of this new completely foreign raining on her she think it’s storming Trace her face with the sharp side of my blade the only way that I can numb this pain is if I make her feel the same Black fish nets tatted on her pale skin Always sad she never grins, that’s the type of bitch I’m trying to win pulling back the knife as the blood drops to the floor If this ain’t love then why are we wasting our time for? I don’t hate myself anymore, I don’t hate myself any less I don’t hate myself anymore, I hate myself less Black magic TV static yeah we’re both so tragic Only thing I found in life that truly matters Got me, feigning, but I can’t have it Want an E girl, high off speed girl, you the one that I truly need girl, praying to demons before she go to sleep, girl Pretty little whore, yeah, the one that I adore She’s pretty when she cries, so tell her some more lies Dark clouds gathering in the sky Ain’t no life inside my eyes, wash away my sins clear my soul and mindmore
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Chase The Bag
Nothin Gon Work In Ya Life If You Don’t Put In The Work No One Gon Believe In You If Ya Don’t Believe In Ya Selfmore
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MoonLight
Dark skies Moonlighhhhht Pockets full What a life Night time Glock ninnnnnneee Pockets full Fuck you die Pick up the phone and dial ya number cause I been really missing you then I remember all of the shit that we been through All of the times you left me dry cross your heart and hoped I died settin sparks to all those bridges then you beg me for forgiveness All the times I relapsed cause I hold on tight to my past Friends that past relationships that never had a chance to last Survivors guilt, and insecurities, tossing and turning in my sleep these memories haunt me when I dream I hate my self how the can I ever succeed When the world I live in’s fueled by greed Never ask to be created but I’m here so fuck you pay me I’m never going baaaaaaackkkk To where I was before Underneath the mooonlight Shining bright one by one in watched every constellation die baby your supernova close our eyes and say good bye Dark skies Moonlighhhhht Pockets full What a life Night time Glock ninnnnnneee Pockets full Fuck you diemore
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