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THROUGH THE TULIPS Ft. XATASHI (prod. 14WRLDWD)

you don't see, but I've been holding back
tempted to do off, end it all at that
you can help me if your aim is pure
but there's no medicine, you know the cure
and i could be alone, but i faint, it's my fate
ooh, and I could be alone, why wait on?

welcome to hell w/ corbin (intro)

you hate ya life, and all them people made you rush up
waste it all, by jerkin off, and always gettin fucked up
and it's gone, can't get it back, you got the tough luck
so if they piss you off, you tell them pussies shut the fuck up
if you do not wanna listen, then don't spend another second
i don't give a shit, cuz time is simply just a weapon
if you can't enjoy it, then your time is being threatened
cuz in the end there's always death that's left to step in
check-in, what's that little set you always reppin
talkin bout ya tools, ya always walkin wit the f-n
im bettin, when you grip the pistol u be sweatin,
actin like a fool, you stop the act past it's set in
my head is bangin, think i need to take some advil
or a scrip of xanax, and the bottle for the fast kill
but if i die then i can't leave no fuckin cash still
maybe i could run away and duck in asheville
a thousand bodies, they spiral-droppin in unison
and all you seem to do is stare just like a hooligan
now where the fuck, do y'all dummies be gettin schoolin in
praising on the devil, fuckas acting like they cool wit him
you tryna sell ya soul, for the riches and the money
for the fame, for the game, and for some bitches to get lucky
but he already got it, now you rappers lookin funny
and now you know that fuckin devil ain't ya buddy
first pussy boy that wanna talk better run up
tried be more peaceful, and i put the fuckin gun up
now everybody and they bitch just wanna jump up
so if you really want it, kill the fuck, and leave em strung up

time (prod. ntrovurt)

you be worried bout a bitch, the way her ass shaped
you should be worried, as to why she say her back ache
boy i make you eat this bullet, leave a bad taste
put your nose up in my shit. i leave you half baked
merk, put a mothafucka in the dirt, 
on my momma, any pussy boy can come and catch the work
hurt, push a muhfucka in a hearse
if he talkin, and he leavin hella blood up on my shirt
im tryna live, tryna get up on my wealth
lil boys sneak dissin, better worry bout yaself
i don't give two shits, bout ya life or ya health
lets get down lil boy, imma send ya ass to hell
these bullets aint cheap, so ion shoot for free
and if he aint payin money, take his shoes and leave
when the plug pull up, i choose the trees
bitch im on some shit, get used to me

molly, ayy
i got molly, i got molly, ayy
i got molly, i got molly, yeah
i got molly, i got molly
i got molly, white girl
call it dolly white
dolly white
molly white girl, call it dolly white
dolly white
i got molly, call it dolly white
dolly white

i got molly (xxx rmx)

im rollin blocks, like raw papers and blunt wraps
i gave ya homie a jaw breaker, his luck passed
i must ask, have you been stuck up, or had to duck gats
since rug rats, been fucked up, and paid the plus tax
this shit unbearable, bro yo music is terrible
if i hear that shit again, ill make ya face become wearable
we are uncomparable, to the game, bitch im marital
you ain't no competition, bitch these verses are parables
it get lonely when you movin, and they plateuin
and the flow they used, is corny, and its mad stolen
i thought it'd be alright, if i just kept the cash flowin
protect yourself, or you gon end up wit ya ass showin
astral projectin, came back for a second
and realized my life was much better in heaven
this is a lesson, about hate, love, and oppression
none of this shit matter, if the casket's where you steppin
cast a sigil, its intention to prey upon your demise
i despise, any fucka, who look at me in the eyes
tellin lies, actin like they ain't wishin, akuma dies
while he cries, sittin, bitchin, and shootin up at the sky
i, pray these kids continue loving life
and i also pray that they don't meet up with a cutting knife
you won't win the fuckin race if you ain't runnin right
and you'll get passed up every option, if the sun is bright
so whats yo motive, why you waitin, why you holdin back
start yo dream, and don't be chasin trophies or a golden plaque
time is passin, so don't get closed up in a culdesac
acknowledge it or not, that is truly just the repulsive fact
momma asked if i'm scared of dying,
the more i think about it, inside i be hiding
maybe that's because, im pussy, and can't be compliant
but i'm just lookin for an answer, while im near rhyming
used to spend my time alone, sittin in the mirror crying
i couldn't stop the pain, and so i kept tears slidin
now i, smoke a bowl, and play the music, get my gears grindin
death ain't comin long as doubt's filled, and fear's hidin

invision (steelo rmx)

i don't give a fuck
up the pistol, let it rip, boy you better duck
send you flyin, up to heaven, boy you better buck
can't feel a thing, i drain his body, bet i leave him stuck, rest in peace to ya

like wassup, come catch the fade hoe, if you want to
i got you, ill catch ya fuckin body like impromptu
me and all brothers, gettin cheese, we get the fondue
and we up this pistol, take ya shit and fuckin pop you
who shot you? man they really got you messed up
pop like ten more shots, pussy boy go put yo vest up
this thottie tried to fuck me, you know kuma never lets up
she slid to the crib, before y'all date, so she could dress up

let it rip (prod. triplesixdelete)

hollup let me turn the mic on
lemme grab the blunt, and fuckin load the python
an icon living, lemme put my stripes on
fightin for a living, paint ya body like krylon
and by dawn, ya body fuckin lesser, then thy god
never let a opp bygones be bygones,
keep eyes on, pull the fuckin trigger,
he dies on, another fuckin dummy
tryna sneak with the lights on
smokin the gas, bitch im smokin the diesel
bitch i'm the shit i ain't talkin bout fecal
double-tap bodies, like resident evil
medieval, fuckin yo bitch under steeple
lethal injection, i brought me a weapon
im pointing my blade, right up into yo section
in yo direction, im makin connection
right into yo chest, like im doin dissection
corny ass flow, but i do it so proudly,
horny ass hoe, but i do her so loudly
im up in yo outy, i crash then im outy
pulled up on yo hoe, i told her say howdy
smashin this bitch, now im passin this bitch
this how it sounds, when im rappin for kicks
you pussy boys, walk around, actin and shit
i got some weed stuck up into my keyboard,
flippin the pack, bitch im tryna go resource
i take ya life, and again when u reborn
and i'll come back, if i find out you need more
take a chance, try to see what i reach for
all for yo wifey to turn out a cheap whore
if she ain't easy, then what she on her knees for
why she be fuckin, and yellin for please more
told her top me nicely, suck a dick politely
bet she goin home, if she ain't exciting
bitch i hold ya psyche, keep grippin tightly
keep the finger itchin, while i aim precisely
bitch i brought back the lick flow
we was poppin them shots, made em dance like a disco
bitch we lightin yo kinfolk
stomp out a boy in my muhfuckin rick o's
hold up, my soldiers marchin in this bitch
so much mary jane, im catchin arson in this bitch
you is just a rookie, im the seargeant in this bitch
catch me with my dogs, bet we barkin in this bitch

cutthroat (prod. skotskr)

bloodshed (prod. luke g) *old*

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ART BY ZUKI THE KID

KETAMINE KREW (ft. XVOOTED, ZUKI, KILL AUXXI) (PROD. CTRL X MANGUST)

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Bloodcurdle VI : Katarr

Bloodcurdle 6 : KATARR (threatstyle) Prod.FCSwill

do u have the zaza zoo on you when entering the booty lagoon ??
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Art By @tnt-slinky & ME :)

I BE ON THAT ZAZA ZOO AT THE BOOTY LAGOON

I BE ON THAT ZAZA ZOO AT THE BOOTY LAGOON [p. STILLCANDY]

lyrics:

(kami)
Real-deal stepper, come up out the cut
yea lil brodie dodge smoke, boy we buckin or what
i got em stuttering , stumbling, fumbling, over his words cuddy there ain’t no if, ands, or buts
jyeah bitch 
Further the faction, it’s fuck your philosophy
boy you ain’t bout it, fuck allat dishonesty
your death is definite, there ain’t no probably
foot on their necks and it’s fuck your apology

(kami)
i keep on moving i’m never gon rest bitch
i just sold fentanyl percs to a sped kid
stay with the poles like a fucking election 
call me a tutor how i’m finna test him 
Pull it with no hesitation
rocks on my neck, all the diamonds caucasian 
fuck that bitch once ain’t even know what her name is
then i’m gon give her the kick like i’m sheamus 
my fabric designer who the fuck gon tussle
This chopper here lift, i let it burn like Usher
got 2 twin glock, they never separated i guess you say they in love with each other
did all this shit on my own need no manager got VS1 diamonds they colder than canada 
walk in and the ice on my neck change the temperature 
oh that’s yo bitch? sorry brodie i handled her 

(vooted)
strangle her 
beat on that pussy lil bitch ima damage yuh
she do what i say like im mothafuckin manager
me and kami gonna step on the scene its a mothafuckin massacre

(kami)
what the fuck is blud waffling bout
i don’t talk on twitter i just shoot unannounced 
we came strapped we not playing around
yes this choppa finna make a hell of a sound

(vooted)
my niggas dogs in the pound 
try to run up and you lost and not found
gun make yo body hit the mothafuckin ground
and vooted inbound to your town
i pull up at night like a fucking hellhound
i skin his mothafuckin face off
decapitate that nigga wita chainsaw
i am a mothafuckin outlaw
and ill kick that nigga he get lockjaw
bitch im incredible 
making her scream lika festival 
money on decimal 
money get flexible 
yes it get stretchable
he acting skeptical 
aim with the reticle 
turn that lil boy to a vegetable 
make em forgettable 
he need a medical 
soul is no longer accessible 
i done came in this bitch to go murder
i fuck on his bitch then i dip ima dirt her
he act like a bitch cause he know ima hurt her
im talking about him cause he pussy indeed
im never alone all my niggas in 3’s
i keep a gun on my dash
if he want the smoke thats his ass
when im grabbing his face ima smash
oh she want a pretty little mister
blade in her man he got stabbed like a splinter 
tryin to prevent a
mothafucking end yuh

(kami)
Real-deal stepper, come up out the cut
yea lil brodie dodge smoke, boy we buckin or what
i got em stuttering , stumbling, fumbling, over his words cuddy there ain’t no if, ands, or buts
jyeah bitch 
Further the faction, it’s fuck your philosophy
boy you ain’t bout it, fuck allat dishonesty
your death is definite, there ain’t no probably
foot on their necks and it’s fuck your apology

(hachi)
Up that stick
I'mma up that bitch
I'mma pull with the gang, we gon' fuck that bitch
It's a gangbang hoe we gon' run this shtick
If you fucking wit' us then you gon' die quick
It's over, I got the sun in my hand
And I blow it right over
Hellstorm 'n' tornadoes break his composure
Yo' buddy is dead thought I'd give you some closure
He mediocore
Schrondinger model, I'm dead and alive
A hypothetical but look in my eye
You'd fuck with a god but you don't wanna die
I know that he cry, he ain't tough he lie
He ride with the set but he ain't wit the way
He just like a surfer, the beach, the wave
Rapping the words that he get told to say  
Ye' ain't mean this shit, so just walk away
Hunnid drums mean a hunnid rounds
Times a hunnid thou
In the backseat
Like I'm Xvooted I fuck in the backseat
Red dot, his face, look like it's acne
Like he an Indian
He getting sent to Samadhi
I ride wit' my blood don't just ride
Wit' nobody
I Need some help cus I'm rowdy
I'm descending to hell cus I'm God, I embody

cutthroat (prod. skotskr)

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