PROD: PUKECHAMBER (@pukechamber.flp IG)
ART: FizIsFried (@fiziszesty IG)
VOX AND MIX: VFK (@vfkhvaotic IG)
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Lyrics:
i don’t swing that way but this blicky finna fuck a opp
when i beat his face his whole gang be screaming mazeltov
shades up on the face, but i’m screaming, ian elton john
GTA he wasted, he complacent, so i stomp his jaw

take his fucking shawty grab the shotty drop his body off
turn him to a kennedy he really shouldn’t drop the top
walking with a vest but fucker ian taking body shots
no guilt on the concious drop his body then i fuck a thot

i don’t swing that way but this blicky finna fuck a opp
when i beat his face his whole gang be screaming mazeltov
shades up on the face, but i’m screaming, ian elton john
GTA he wasted, he complacent, so i stomp his jaw

yah
i wanna drain his fucking life force
yuh
he walk with shoes that he could die for
yah
your bitch is with me, what she lie for?
prolly cuz you’re such an eye sore

heavy is this crown and heavy are my fucking wrists
heavy is this magazine and heavy is this fucking blick
heavy is his fucking head until i turn it to red mist
i let him take his shot because i knew that boy would miss

red dots, i need the red dot, i get the head shot
his head off, i shoot his head off, the fmj straight to his temple, i make him nod off and let that fuck rot, bitch fuck off, i’m getting pissed off, he get his jaw stomped

take his fucking shawty grab the shotty drop his body off
turn him to a kennedy he really shouldn’t drop the top
walking with a vest but fucker ian taking body shots
no guilt on the concious drop his body then i fuck a thot

i don’t swing that way but this blicky finna fuck a opp
when i beat his face his whole gang be screaming mazeltov
shades up on the face, but i’m screaming, ian elton john
GTA he wasted, he complacent, so i stomp his jaw

FUCK A OPP [PUKECHAMBER]

SCORN (@fuckscorn IG): PROD
VFK (@vfkhvotic IG): VOX/MIX/"ART"
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Lyrics:
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meet me at the gulag bitch 
I'm sick of all your nuances 
AR, got a new arm bitch 
an M4 and I'm dual wielding

Salem, hanging with the witches 
barely a gun if switchless 
tie her down and fuck your mistress 
took his shot but fucker missed it 

come here motherfucker let me show you who the martyr is 
got a drum mag and that’s barely the starter kit
wanna run your mouth, then motherfucker well you started this 
douse that boy in gas and grab a cig and yeah i’m sparking it 

this pig got an attitude so bet your ass i’m parkin it 
diamonds on my wrist they get so cold i need a parka bitch 
air strike coming in i throw the smoke i’ll fucking mark you bitch 
“that’s not a knife” and i cut him into itty bits 

I'm inhaling chemicals 
that got me feeling spiritual 
talking to my demons 
how I'm free is such a miracle

always speaking slaughter 
and it’s hardly only lyrical 
tell me you’re not scared 
but i can motherfucking feel it though 

i’ll blow off your face and send some flowers to your funeral
find your fucking grave and hit the motherfucking toosie roll
hope you get embalmed because i heard that shit was flammable 
cook him with my heater like a motherfucking cannibal 

i don’t care if you’re dead or alive 
i don’t care if you’re dead or alive 
i don’t care if you’re dead or alive 
laying there and he’s dead not alive 

come here motherfucker let me show you who the martyr is 
got a drum mag and that’s barely the starter kit
wanna run your mouth, then motherfucker well you started this 
douse that boy in gas and grab a cig and yeah I'm sparking it

SLUM SLUMPING [SCORN]

i’m still here

this account is still in use, just for my heavier and more distorted tracks

cooking up 😈

for legal purposes: none of this real, just art.

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