Hellhills - Talking To Myself

lyrics: 

big clip out the ride 
rip out your spine 
bitch i buss back, lift his body then he die 
never really want click clack til ya whole clique whacked 
it’s a fact, put a body in the sky 
what’s that? touchback? well you got that
rucksack fulla mags for the contact
one splat, get clapped, never come back
better back up fore your ass wit a toe tag 
blap! blap! blap! 
in the back of the 'lac 
where i go? where i go? 
wit the mac on my lap, i know, i know 
you was askin for that, times up, times up
leave a mag in your back, psycho, psycho 
i’m G O D 
now a couple hoes wanna be on me 
i got heat on me, wit my D O Gs
i go C O D 
but this a pricey fit so don’t bleed on me 

i spit killer shit like my glocky do 
i might hit ya bitch when i pop at you 
you better get a grip fore my dogs are loose 
they might hit a lick, they might bark at you 
i might sip a bit while she off a bean 
never really got what i’m offering 
hit him in his top if he talkin sweet 
you know talk is cheap, so i charge a fee

2077 (prod. erlax x rose)

Darwin's House Of Second Chances

SPIDERS

@istasha
Stream: https://biglink.to/eNE5

Lyrics:

[Istasha]
Better not drop my name
We don't even see
Eye to eye
So keep that out your face
Out your mind
A change
Sever the ties just like it's nothing
Pull me down
Degrade
Crop me out the frame
So fuck it
I could call that shift my grave but
Bitch I'm on another plane

Whole lotta fraud
What I mean
We're still counterfeit
Hope they still got it like Disease
Just like the god I'd be
Go like a dog with the leash, stay obeying me
Blackout in the forest with the trees, i'm feeling fine
I'm fuckin crawled up tucked in a tub
Digesting the blood
Peeling running out the window
But this shit ain't a cut
Smoke trails
Till i'm on new waves
Underwater still covered
I kick a bucket out of ways
Then I run that shit again
I make her back it up
'Til I hit the end
I fill a single duct
I'm breathing in
You think of a fuck I give
I got an end to my plans

[NIKKO]
Outcast I have been a misfit
Waistband its holding up this dick
Big bands my wallet don't do shit
Quick hands, I instantly hoe jit's
Visibly bone chip bad
Crazy
We got em mad, hate me
None of my gats ever had safeties
We popping mags, say cheese
Cause we bouta shoot up your party
No lo siento lil buddy
No mas momentos
I body bag your kinfolk on god
I'm not from round here
I show up they get found dead
I could smoke 'em like a pot head
And I know why they thots stare
Cause when I walk in
They wanna bounce it on me
I'm big don't wanna compare accounts lil homie
For every one on you I got a couple thousand on me
And everybody know you pussy just announce it bro
You got extra holes in your body
My flow water, holy, I'm godly
Oh my god like get these hoes off me
I'm outside I know they all watching
And I know they don't want get hit this optic
Heat on me, not in the tropics
Whip fast they not gonna stop shit
Dick in her body narcotic, she go psychotic for it
Sad
And these bitches used to laugh at it
Now they see me and get asthmatic
Quarantine me, need a hazmat suit
Cause I can't take the fake unless it's bitches ass shaking
And overweight is great as long as it's a check balance
No mistaking, i'm in your house
Invasion baby, came for the taking
And no god no hero cape can save your ass from it

EXILADA

EXILADA w/ Istasha (prod. Istasha)

Produced By. Coka$ion
Artwork By. Sick again
Engineered By. Baby Gos

Pull out my blade 
You gonna run that fade 
Imma make you pay 
Fuck the jakes 
I said fuck a snake 
All these fuckers fake 
Shake that cake 
Baby cause a quake 
Sit down on my face 
Catch a case 
Then i’ll do the race 
Hiding out in space 

I love ur smile 
Come stay for a while 
Leave you like the nile 
What you think? 
Girl come break my bank 
Smoking on that stank
I love it vile 
Girl give me a child 
Come on let’s get wild 
Your ex man Can’t 
Some days imma saint, some I can’t restraint 

I can’t take it slow
She love me she a lying hoe 
I love the words you use 
Sometimes I like to feel abused 
Baby hold me back 
I like it when the lights go black 
I feel you in my heart 
I should’ve known it from the start 

Welcome to my home 
You can forget what you think you know 
Rotten to the bone 
I be looking for something to smoke 
They shut up cause I spoke 
I ain’t broke, I got band lil hoe and bitch I run the show 
Fuck your bros, roll them in rellos

Pull out my blade 
You gonna run that fade 
Imma make you pay 
Fuck the jakes 
I said fuck a snake 
All these fuckers fake 
Shake that cake 
Baby cause a quake 
Sit down on my face 
Catch a case 
Then i’ll do the race 
Hiding out in space 

I can’t take it slow
She love me she a lying hoe 
I love the words you use 
Sometimes I like to feel abused 
Baby hold me back 
I like it when the lights go black 
I feel you in my heart 
I should’ve known it from the start

Music Video

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Don't Give A Fuck (prod. NetuH)

You called us evil, marked us insane,  
Banished by your faith in pain.  
You built your virtue out of fear,  
Yet every curse drew us near.  
You damned our names—and made us real,  
Your hate became the forge of steel.  

Demon

Superfluous since the first day
Hear the carol of the needle cannot wait
Leech an odyssey of ashtrays
Put a saddle on your back I need a break 

One percent to black 
And then you back into the set 
Hear a snapping the second it conjugated 
Lean the fuck in to your high space 
Faded? okay 
Armed up bandit pull your sleeves and trek in missions 
Need a band to make a renegade of vessels set to mitigate 
See the preacher needs some ayahuasca 
Knocking at your bible Book of psalms, a gaol 
Break open a batch up for your recital 
Wear a tie 
Choke and blackout till your 20/20

Doubted sin 
Disease 
Admission; Snort Cocaine for Jesus 
Zip 
Contagious 
Stay affected like an Alcoholics fetus
At the Everglades and knees deep
Rattle brain into a seizure 
What you want?
Take your bitching 
get baptized until your gone

Snort Cocaine For Jesus [Prod. Istasha]

[NIMBUS]

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Lyrics: 
Get up
Man, I’m living with a trace
These sullen depths have diffrent taste 
I’m downward spiraling 
And nothing seems to help 
There is some shit I tend to forget
I wanna 
I want some fun just like everyone 
Just turn the ocean on itself 
And start a war at nine
How odd is universe, when sole intent is to survive 

Get up 
Cause every bottle can be last stop
Don’t fucking matter what is next  
Life is a mic drop 
One thousand miles per hour, spirits in the air 
It’s rock and roll baby 
We search of some trouble over here 
Get up 
And let all suckers know 
They’d better fucking get up 

Man, I’m living with a trace 
But somethings wrong and on and on I go 
without my senses 
I guess I’m on my own 
So why keep wondering when those years have passed
You know I won’t be long
It’s just forever and and a bit at last 

Get up 
Cause every bottle can be last stop
Don’t fucking matter what is next  
Life is a mic drop 
One thousand miles per hour, spirits in the air 
It’s rock and roll baby 
We search of some trouble over here 
Get up 
And let all suckers know 
They’d better fucking get up 

I guess I’m on my own

WHAT'S DUE? EP

NIMBUS

Lyrics:

Yes I’m in control
AK wrapped around my shoulder 
Oh no pussy boy
Strike with venom like a cobra 
Stepping up on your blood 
Murder all in the Aroma 
Better walk with caution cos I’m right around the corner

Yes I’m in control
AK wrapped around my shoulder 
Oh no pussy boy
Strike with venom like a cobra 
Stepping up on your blood 
Murder all in the Aroma 
Better walk with caution cos I’m right around the corner

Hey hey hey hey
Oh you think you hard?
Hey hey hey hey
Well pussy boy you not
Hey hey hey hey
I see through your facade
Creeping all through the night 
You cannot see us we’re camouflaged
Like
Eu pego o dinheiro, então Eu gasto o dinheiro
Please do not act like a hero
Because my weapons are lethal like AYE!

O que fazemos é ilegal AYE! AYE AYE!  
You and I are not fucking equal AYE! AYE AYE! 

Yes I’m in control
AK wrapped around my shoulder 
Oh no pussy boy
Strike with venom like a cobra 
Stepping up on your blood 
Murder all in the Aroma 
Better walk with caution cos I’m right around the corner

Yes I’m in control
AK wrapped around my shoulder 
Oh no pussy boy
Strike with venom like a cobra 
Stepping up on your blood 
Murder all in the Aroma 
Better walk with caution cos I’m right around the corner

So what you wanna do! AYE!
Don’t fuck with us because you know your ass will lose
I’m in a GT to skirt up on your crew AYE!
I keep a special beam so call me piccolo 
Stop it before I up the power pole, get knocking
Your girl don’t like it
How I be taking the hot talk from your noggin
But ain’t no stoppin!
I put my foot in a pot like what is boiling?
He spoiled, he rotten 
So why these niggas talk like they be hot man?

Yes I’m in control
AK wrapped around my shoulder 
Oh no pussy boy
Strike with venom like a cobra 
Stepping up on your blood 
Murder all in the Aroma 
Better walk with caution cos I’m right around the corner

Yes I’m in control
AK wrapped around my shoulder 
Oh no pussy boy
Strike with venom like a cobra 
Stepping up on your blood 
Murder all in the Aroma 
Better walk with caution cos I’m right around the corner

Murder in the Aroma (ft. DkoolPharaoh)

▶️ LYRIC VIDEO

Murder In The Aroma (ft. Dkoolpharaoh) 🔪Prod. S1NINJA🔪

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