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LYRICS//

I’m still young and I’m still dumb as fuck bro!
Step in the mosh, get punched, see the light show 
FUCK PYRXCITER call me American Asshole
Fuck PYRXCITER call me American Asshole

Fucked up, who wanna get fucked up?
Fucked up, who wanna get fucked up tonight!
Fucked up, who wanna get fucked up?
Fucked up, who wanna get fucked up tonight!

Back in 2020 I was  on some bullshit
OH MY GOD IM FINNA EMPTY OUT THE FULL CLIP
I procrastinate too much I need to stop it
NOT THIS YEAR WE FINNA SLIDE THROUGH AND DROP SHIT OFF

Get the flame thrower, we finna let this shit burn 
Tell your parents shut the fuck up you can do what you want 
Drop out, get drunk and fucking kill shit for fun  
Pop a pill, get silly then go load up a gun

I never had straight A’s, SO FUCK SCHOOL
YOU TOLD ME I WASNT GON’ BE SHIT, FUCK YOU
I DONT WANT TO WORK A JOB CAUSE IM TOO COOL
DONT FUCKING TELL ME WHAT TO DO BITCH FUCK RULES
MORE PAIN 
SHOW MORE VIOLENCE
MORE PAIN
SHOW MORE VIOLENCE
DONT LET THEM TAKE YOU ALIVE
TOGETHER WE WILL NOT DIE

I’m still young and I’m still dumb as fuck bro!
Step in the mosh, get punched, see the light show 
FUCK PYRXCITER call me American Asshole
Fuck PYRXCITER call me American Asshole

Fucked up, who wanna get fucked up?
Fucked up, who wanna get fucked up tonight!
Fucked up, who wanna get fucked up?
Fucked up, who wanna get fucked up tonight!

MUSIC VIDEO

AMERICAN ASSHOLE (PROD. OUTRAGE)

Prod. Gullyspit

Artwork by syhn! @pastelskylines on twitter

Lyrics:

Pre Chorus:
In the gutter where rats might bite
I don’t need a reason we can do it on sight 
middle of the night cigarette need a light 
all over yo skin needle holes for the  mites
all between yo toes 
under nails outta sight 
got em in a row 
in my stomach feel the spite 
red room red dot 
just right 
ready for the fight 

Hook:
we got people in trees
guns in the leaves
shells in the dirt
enemies on they knees 
begging for they life
ah shit say please
lords of the flies meet
the king of the fleas
x2

Verse:
punishment and crime 
I been rotten with my stolen time 
we ain’t really bringing knives 
read between the lines 
shrunken heads, straw dolls
and a broken shrine 
teddys poltergeist 
Frankenstein's shells and 9s
no ones fine overhaul i mean overkill 
over all I’m popping pills that we rob and steal
fuck the pity boy I need a meal
cardiac feel the panic when the tire squeal
mean mugging me I make you star in guinea pig
earth movers from the sewers I can really dig
snub nose, bullets  fly like I'm billy kid
shout the boys in blue y’all some filthy pigs 
on the oil rig where the fucking captain at
Bronson with the blows ,  bloody nose , actions back 
someone better can’t imagine that  
stray dogs fighting over the scraps

Pre Chorus:
In the gutter where rats might bite
I don’t need a reason we can do it on sight 
middle of the night cigarette need a light 
all over yo skin needle holes for the  mites
all between yo toes 
under nails outta sight 
got em in a row 
in my stomach feel the spite 
red room red dot 
just right 
ready for the fight 

Hook:
we got people in trees
guns in the leaves
shells in the dirt
enemies on they knees 
begging for they life
ah shit say please
lords of the flies meet
the king of the fleas
x2

King of the Fleas

prod. PREZ SINATRA

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[LYRICS]

overdose and then convulse onto the sofa paramedics check my pulse and I’m colder than Minnesota, I’m the evil type/
play with knifes when I’m sleep deprived, seeing sprits in my crib think i live with a poltergeist/
I’m never nice, the devil couldn’t front the price for soul/
so imma kill beats then prolly take my life when I’m old/
these bad habits got em scared they say I’m outta control/
the 27 club is looking nice from down in my hole/
it’s so tragic/
A-list all plastic/
phony motherfuckers get the blunt and never pass it ‘round/
I stack the cards but always find a way to break em down/
positive gestures always find a way to get me clowned/
so I just take another shot and get to acting out this acid rap is causing casualties around a hundred miles/
I visit studios & leave the artist dead in piles walking out the door I think I’m stepping over harry styles/
one direction how this tool move, it’s clockwise, I tighten up my circle had to remove, bout 5 guys/
don’t be talking if you ain’t on, my eye line, I can’t stand you fools gotta improve my time line, like fine wine, these raps are, had fake friends, got back scars, fuck what these fags thought this real rap don’t act hard/
the facts are, this black car, will blast past, his radar, these piglets, won’t spin shit, we smoke pork like incense, we did it/
you fuckers acting we ain’t get yo attention/
like when a midget visit basketball conventions/
my intentions are the bad type/
I listen to a bimbo talk then hit her wit the bagpipe/
find a tailor get a fitted suit that’s pinstripe, feel like I’m in the mob I got a tommy at my priests wife/
i tell that bitch read from the Bible then I kill her cause I always like to say my grace before I eat my dinner/
real killer/
faces stretched along my lampshade/
handmade, knives in the eyes of the deadweight/
castrate/
every victim thinking they gon get laid/
soul leaves the body, drag my knife across the breastplate/
can’t relate to the populous that got morals we ain’t cordial I’m immortal you peasants flimsy as foil while I’m hitchhiking portals & slaughtering all you mortals I’m a force to be reckoned with/
I drink a 5th then piss gold on yo mothers lips she like it when I swing my dick/
left and right just like a clock she getting hypnotized I’m all up I’m her
mouth but she don’t mind because she’s not alive/
I’m sick and twisted like a suicidal victim who had covid, scalded a ladder took a leap right off the building, and I’m/
hanging out like the noose in ya uncles kitchen boutta take the swing but it’s too loose looks like he failed the mission/
drawing triple 6’s just to piss the Christian’s off, in the back off class putting pentagrams on all the walls/
teacher told my mom that I had something wrong, she laughed it off until I brought a strap to school and wacked em all/

Something Darker FT. LVST [PROD. PREZ SINATRA]

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[HOOK]
Wet up yo block we gon turn it to a cemetery
Rolling 50 deep got us looking like the military 
All our chains hitting, so cold like its Ben and Jerry's
Demon in the night, better not say Bloody Mary
Hit it from the back! Cause she want it in her guts
Free all my brothers they dont need to be in cuffs
Put a price on yo head then my brothers come and buss
Hollows lookin like a shooting star better duck

[Verse 1]
Hitting shit out of the park like I play for the Mets
put a ripple on top of yo head wave check
Yuh, i look like tree how i keep all these sticks
we gon wet up yo block till he turn to a fish

when im loading the drac put in 7.62
if ya boy talking funny we'll hit his ass too
pull up the addy we know where you stay
if you talkin that reckless we gon end yo day

Keep a piece in the booth if you run up on my session
I aint fuckin with quesions send his ass straight to heaven
i got Kashi in the back and i know he's pocket checking
You aint getting in with shit and if you try you'll need a blessing

[Bridge]
Wet up yo block, yuh
wet up yo block, yuh yuh 
wet up yo block, yuh yuh

[Hook Repeats]

[Bridge 2]
No disrespect to you OG's (Huh,Yuh)
We just on new shit (New shit)
No disrespect to you rappers (Rappers)
But you got fake drip (Fake Drip)
Man i see you in my DM's and you always throwing shade
You a fuckin nobody and you think that im afraid 
Imma keep talking shit until you put me in my place
Im a skinny white boy but i can still give a fade, BITCH

[Verse 2]
WELCOME TO THE SHOW, MOTHERFUCKERS CALL ME SLICK RICK
I AQUIRED ALL THE NAMES THEN PUT THEM ON MY HIT LIST
WATCHING BODIES DROP MAN I THINK THAT IM ADDICTED
SHOT HIM OUT THE EARTH, ANOTHER WAY TO GET LIFTED

STEP THE FUCK BACK, PLEASE DONT GET CLOSE BECUASE I BRING THE HEAT
MY AR GOT THAT KICKBACK LEAVING BODIES ALL UP IN THE STREET
IM BRINGING ALL THE STATIC FUCK STITCHES WE GON LET EM LEAK
IM POSTED OUTSIDE WIT THAT TOOL WHILE ALL YOU DO IT TWEET

Toolie on my hip i might just buss it at yo fuckin homie,
Grip the heater so much ill have my homie buss it for me 
Took ya homie life and for me its just another trophy 
you cant even mourn cause we'll pop you at his ceremony

We do not gang, bang
but we will BANG, BANG
You do not gang, bang
Dont care what you claim-ing 

[Hook Repeats]

Spotify & Apple Music

Bloody Mary Freestyle [Prod. Shinyy]

LYRICS | Instead of talking to people bout problems i just write em
I feel the insanity hit as I load up the rifle 
Everything went uphill the day I put down the bido
put my life into my hands im free as fuck from the saliva (trap)

Bitch I can do what the fuck that I wanna and no one can stop me I got all the power, I Climb up the ranks like a muffuking ladder I cock back the pistol I fuck up his bladder, he say that he better it don’t even matter the bread in my pocket keep on with the rising I’m saying goodbye to this city when I get to popping, the fake is the reason I don’t give a fuck

If I do not know you then you outta luck
Swarm of them bullets yea you better duck
Nigga complaining cause he get no buck 
bashing his head by the weight of my trucks

I guess it’s bad blood between me and you
So Sorry little shorty but can you move - I’m trying to get to the cheesy blue
You in the way don’t got the time to be pleasing you - I guess it’s bad blood between me and you
So Sorry little shorty but can you move - I’m— doing so good at the moment RIGHT NOW 
If you at the spot and you tweaking you better pipe down 
I bout had to pop me a ratchet bitch with like 5 rounds 
Bouncing through his hood, drowning opps, nigga wipe out

(I know you pissed off... but let me know who the fuck you is my nigga)

Oh, hello I’m Pyrx it’s nice to meet ya
Mostly solo cause I don’t got time to wait for features 
Bitch I’m punked out can someone order a pizza
Tell her shut up and suck on this pickledy wickledy weener 
Ew I come and swipe through her pussy like ima visa card
Bitch I come through and wet up the whole boulevard 
And my flow be tighter than your daughters leotard
Member back in elementary jugging yugio cards 

Yuh I got a lot of bucks
bitch I’m snorting white stuff
Turned my bitch histrionic how I fucked her up
Bitch this blunt laced up
Ima bag chaser 
Put a hole in his brain wit a 38 uh

BAD BLOOD (PROD. 787 & SIXBOUND)

TREAT ME HOW U LIKE [PROD. BIV]

No Evidence

No Evidence W/ LXXIV + TR3 (Prod. Mystxry)

Produced by Loki Wildin

Lyrics:
Roadrunner, I leave you in the dust hoe
You a slow fucker like Patrick, but not a star tho
Full throttle bitch, no pussies allowed
Go ape shit crazy like Mojo Jojo

See you niggas tryna catch up call it Heinz sight
Ion give a fuck about you but my nine might
See you niggas tryna ketchup call it Heinz sight
Ion give a fuck about you but my nine might
Trap out the mart
I'm from the marsh
Whippin' the dart
Getting head from the start
I love to spark you smoke Reg and you know it
I don’t got a plug less the plug he is foreign
What's horrid is orange and horde it I do
I got corpses and organs in portions of two
What's important imported and shipped to the stu
I got goop in the morgue and a oven for you
It's orange gang northcyde
Every day more homicide
Live my life like do or die
Bitch suck my dick it's orangecyde

Roadrunner, I leave you in the dust hoe
You a slow fucker like Patrick, but not a star tho
Full throttle bitch, no pussies allowed
Go ape shit crazy like Mojo Jojo

Flow cold like a muhfuckin' froyo
Whole crowd bouncin' up and down like a yoyo
To the fourth flo', they don't know no limits
You a dodo and I'm mo' like a pidgeon
Yeah, studio like a kitchen
Call me Gordon Ramsay, bitch I know my shit delicious
And I don't take shit from no itty bitty bitches
I'm a punk motherfucker like my name was Sid Vicious
Drip too hard can't fix sink
Dick too large can't fit in
Say bye to a bitch like NSYNC
Kick 'em out like Jazz, Fresh Prince
Now this is a story all about how my right hook flips smiles upside down
And I have a little question
Just sit right there
If there's no one on my level, how could I fight fair?

Roadrunner, I leave you in the dust hoe
You a slow fucker like Patrick, but not a star tho
Full throttle bitch, no pussies allowed
Go ape shit crazy like Mojo Jojo

FULL THROTTLE (feat. Chauncey666)

BOUNCE! ft. JAE ALASKA (Prod. GULLYSPiT)

VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VRxJVZCAZB0
 (𝓛𝓨𝓡𝓘𝓒𝓢)
You ain’t really from the hood where they put em on shirt
Steady counting all my blessings still be feeling like I’m cursed
I be always feeling nothing expect when I get some hurt
Know yo problems ain’t forever one day you’ll be in the dirt

Watch me take my top off with a fucking desert eagle
I be suicidal cause I’m trying kill my ego
Just another Villain I ain’t trying be hero
I dropped out of school now I’m a mother ducking zero
But I ain’t a pussy I be facing all my fears hoe
I accept the fact that I been crazy I’m weirdo
I ain’t gonna fight it cause I’m stuck skin doe
Come and try a villain you’ll get disappearing kin folk
Ima make suffer so I’m putting down the pistol
Thinking that he solid I see through you like some crystal
Do not pop a single can you gotta pop fistful
Might just make you die but ain’t nobody gonna miss you

That’s how I be thinking it’s a mother fucking issue
This path of living fast, addiction finna get you

Bullets heat seek
Cuz they don't miss
Mama weep weep
Cuz her son dead
Want a sneak peak
Of what comes next
If I do tweak
No sun sent
Bullets heat seek
Cuz they don't miss
Mama weep weep
Cuz her son dead
Want a sneak peak
Of what comes next
If I do tweak
No sun sent

You ain’t really from the hood where they put em on shirt
Steady counting all my blessings still be feeling like I’m cursed
I be always feeling nothing expect when I get some hurt
Know yo problems ain’t forever one day you’ll be in the dirt

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Don’t take every song that I make serious. This current project is merely a persona after all. My songs are the culmination of life experiences, my imagination, and inspiration from things I see and hear. 

Enjoy!

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BOUNCE! ft. JAE ALASKA (Prod. GULLYSPiT)

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