Error v2

Production: @wasbeatz

Art: @c3of

First song off the EP "THE AWAKXNING"

[LYRICS]

I took more than I can tolerate.
This should have been done much earlier.
I'm just a random person.
I don't want to be save,
I just want to fucking die.

Breathing my life out,
I hope, I won't, survive.
Don't tell me what to do,
On something, you haven't been trough.

This is what I want.
This is what I want !

Hit me hard so I can die.
Show me no mercy.
Don't try to help me.
I'm desperate to leave this body.
I ain't got any else to do with soul-less corpse.
Please help me, end me, kill me.

Breathing my life out,
I hope, I won't, survive.
Don't tell me what to do,
On something, you haven't been trough.

Breathing my life out,
I hope, I won't, survive.
Don't tell me what to do,
On something, you haven't been trough.

In the rain I feel like, I might die in vain.
SHAME, in my veins, I feel like my heart's crying in pain.
SHAME, I am not sane !
I'm in chains getting my soul slain !

In the rain I feel like, I might die in vain.
SHAME, in my veins, I feel like my heart's crying in pain.
SHAME, I am not sane !
I'm in chains getting my soul slain !

[ A M V ]

NEVER [prod. ｗａｓ]

New Track for yall ep comin soon

Lyrics :
Thought I told you muthafuckas underground is where I’m at, one hand I got a clip, other hand I got my gat, put that bitch together and it’s lookin’ like a perfect match, I can’t trust nobody so yours truly always got my back , true to the game comin’ up wasn’t easy g, had to watch my partners more then any of my enemies, foot up in ya ass if you really tryin’ play me trick, jump like you want some gon and make a move ya bitch, lesson one grab yo gun, carry case the shit is thick
When it hit the fan gon’ and blam hope u make it quick, lesson two nothin’ new never put ya trust in fools, 9 times outta ten man them niggas turn on you, lesson three, be a g, always gotta keep it real, beat a sucka down it don’t always gotta be the steel, lesson fo yo m.o never cross me out my dough, less you wanna end up as a fuckin John Doe

Sawed off in the back grab that bitch and then I let it rip, if his ass don’t pass then he pullin shots up out his hip

Don’t try to gank me bitch, you know a pimp come equipped

Don’t try to gank me bitch, you know a pimp come equipped


Still shootin first, Layin jealous niggas in a hearse, muthafuck an ambulance gon and put him in the dirt, suckas never put in work talkin bout a networth, sell out slave, Neva paid imma snatch ya chain first, getcha ya knees dirty for the shop, cuz we stay on top
Of yo neck, if u disrespect, we gone have to check , you off the hit list, bitch u betta listen
Chrome thang glisten, right before u missin, chromosomes taste the tone ez come ez go

Sawed off in the back grab that bitch and then I let it rip, if his ass don’t pass then he pullin shots up out his hip

Don’t try to gank me bitch, you know a pimp come equipped

Don’t try to gank me bitch, you know a pimp come equipped

Spotify

Perfect Match (Prod. By Apoc Krysis)

@VELSSER

MENTAL MAKING SHIFTS 

GOTTA CATCH A GRIP 



NIGGAS THROWING SHOTS 

TRYNA MAKE A DISS 



MOST THESE FUCKERS DONT KNOW NOTHING 

THEY JUST TALKING SHIT 



SEE IM DOING SOMETHING 

THEY JUST DONT KNOW WHAT IT IS 

_________________________________________



RUNNIN THROUGH THE RACKS 

GOTTA GET IT BACK 



BITCH IM ON A MISSION 

BOUTA RUN THE MAP 



GOTTA STAY ON TRACK 



GOT NO TIME TO ACT 



ITS JUST FUCKIN FACTS 



NO I CANT RELAX  



THEY SAY VELSSER 

GO BACK TO YO OLD SHIT 



I CANT DO THAT BECAUSE 

IM SO DONE WITH OLD SHIT 



THINK IM CHOSEN 



YOU SHOULD KNOW THIS 



DONT COME CLOSE BITCH 



I LIKE TO CHOKE SHIT 



OH SHIT 



DELIVER MORE SHIT 



TO MOVE IN MOTION 



THE COLDEST 



I STAY FOCUSED 



CAUSE I NEED MORE BITCH 



GOLDEN 



YEA I FEEL GOLDEN 



JUST LIKE A TOKEN 



AND FROZEN 



MY HEART A ICEBERG 



MY SHIT IS POLAR 





Hookx2

grip

GRIP ( Prod. Mystxry )

[VERSE I: Yung Christ]

Leave them all burning
triple six degrees
heard they started hating
wanna murder thee
Yung Christ turned to Satan
bless the devilish
now I get my joy from fucking chasing death
Momma raised a savage knew I wasn't average
Pops seen me coming up
he knew I had the package
let the 40 kick
drum roll with the sticks
hands will fuck your jaw
know who you fucking with?
get the copper popping
chopper
Daili Lama
feel like Silk the Shocker
I'm a fucking problem
streets call me doctor
screw them then I chop them
two cups
bottle filled with drugs
liver on the rotten
ruger, chopper, draco
cult around me Waco
violence getting louder
projects getting wilder
when I'm off a Xan. I'm quick to shoot the thang
ain't a clock to see there ain't no time for a game
fuck them all
shoot them
leave them in the yard
got a bunch of youngins  around me
Take the charge
fuck them all
shoot them
leave them in the yard
got a bunch of youngings around me
take the charge

[VERSE II: Oddy Nuff da Snow Leopard]

yeah we're all the same but we're separated by commas
yeah we're all the same until we're all destroyed by comets
alien invasion better run home to your mama
Ruby ain't the problem solver
I'm the cause of all your problems
bitch, I'm in Nevada
A 51s I got em
snorting blue sand with my cosmic ensemble
I don't give a fuck if they're pressed
I still bought 'em
falling down like autumn
call him duck boy
watch him waddle
full throttle when i empty out the bottle
when i empty out this clip that's full of fucking hollows
you'll be lying horizontal looking like a model
scope is never toggled
i was aiming for your nostril
now, I'm aiming at your bitch's tonsils
I'm the queen of drama
fucking up your life?
yeah, all you gotta do i holler
you wanna talk drip? 
catch me chillen in the sauna
spent a couple dollars just to make a couple dollars
all these bitches say my name as if it's something like the gospel
all these hoes apostles looking like they wanna gobble
looking at me crazy like they've all been wearing goggles
po' me up a 4 
i'm looking like a fucking waffle
feeling fucking awful

ALL DOGS GO TO HEAVEN

doomsday is here! this is the soundtrack to the end of the world 

1. love for later 
2. going crazY 
3. CONTAGIOUS 
4. apocalypse dance party 
5. money makes the world burn
6. Leap of Faith
7. ANXIETY SUCKS

Produced/mix/mastered by NICK PROSPER, with co production from QUINCY DAVIES & TNVR

ALL PLATFORMS

CONTAGIOUS

MVKO

Bust shots,
Grippin on 2 gold glocks,
Casin out your fuckin crib bitch I kept a close watch,
Try to Run up on me Got a blade in both socks,
Got you tied up santos waiting at the boat docks,

Hostile shit,
One shot from the pump will make your body flip,
I'm smashin on your girls box I'm feelin like I'm Roddy rich,
One hit from the blunt it gon hit you like karate kicks,
Bitch dont run your mouth one punch will leave your body fuckin stiff,


SANTOS SANTANA

oh my
point the tec 9 to yo face bitch
usually im moving low but not today bitch

coke lines
take a step back bitch 
better watch yo words 
ima pull up with ma gang bitch

cocaine
real dope fiend
bless the ak
bullets coming for yo brain

go spray
creepin with mane
killa dna
runnin through my veins

Gold Glocks feat. Santos Santana (Prod. tuMaggz)

?! GET DOWN !?

ALL SOCIAL MEDIA:

@BLUNTEDPHARAOH
@TUMAGGZ

TUMAGGZ X AK3K - EDGAR ALLEN FLOW (PROD. OCD BZICCA)

bitch up on a pole, smack that ass just like a tether ball
slaughta, speed dial need a plug you know who to call
if you need some work let me know i bet i got it all
came a long way from bummin cigs and scrapin at the mall
r.i.p. city, PDX, i got 2 clips wit me and im comin for your necks

blowin through these checks and i do it with a smile
seen your ass wheezin when you try and run the mile
sea of chalk around me leave they bodies in a pile
bitch ill do the race, never see my ass on trial
2 clips and i got em ridin with me,
copped a new whip, do about buck 50
popped an adderal, n it got me feelin dizzy
bitch you say you got a man, well then where the fuck is he

got my engines revvin, bitch it sound just like a hemi, semi automatic pop out if i know they tryna hit,
bitch i wish a pussy would like my name was Timmy turner, there aint nothin fairly odd if i hit you with this burner uh

wassup wassup, get buck get buck, its a, stickup stickup, my choppa hiccup hiccup
run that shit back up, no need to act tough
im bout the shit that you cannot back up
i let my nuts drag, usin your merch as a cum rag,fuckin with me catch a toe tag, watchin you try and its so sad.

run it back, flip it and double and double the sack,
plottin on you when i run in the back 
fuckin with me an you catchin a tag

aint no time for talkin lil bitch, yeah we past that
all yall smokin boof my b.o. smell like some gass pack
yall some pussys on the low you put that shit on wax,
you aint catch no k, bitch dont play im finna bust back.

Speed Dial

Lyrics Below
---
Hook:
Make the bag work,
Imma make the bag work,
If you really worried bout your cash,
Put the bag first,
X4
----
First Verse:
In the back of my mind,
Been grinding for days,
All I do is smile,
When I'm paid,
I cant even really lie,
I might burn up today,
I See my soul burning away,
Can you see whats in my eyes,
No I'm gone,
I'm away,
Nothing inside of my body gonna stay,
Devils never really die,
So yall better pray,
Yeah yall better pray,
----
Look,
Do you really want the money,
Imma take you where its cold,
Where the weathers never sunny,
Everybody be acting like that they really want the money,
But dont ever wanna put in all the work to keep it running,
Better get to fuckin busting,
When the blade,
It keep on cutting,
---
Ripping apart the people,
That think I wasn't really nothing,
They be thinking about it,
They think I sold my soul or something,
Know I probably did it,
Because we always keep it coming,
try to say imma stop it,
But they know that I really love it,
In the back of the trees,
In the back of the bus,
As I hang from a rope,
Turn the rop into dust,
Put the blade to my throat,
Cut the throat,
Then it bust,
I don't show no love,
I don't know no trust,
All my enemies,
Into stone,
Then to dust,
Let them fade in the wind,
No we don't give a fuck
Make the face explode,
When the bones get crushed,
Make the whole thing bust,

BAG WORK (Prod. Laykx)

MVKO

Surrounded by fake mother fuckers need to break em off,
Rather see you fail every step than see you taken off,
The beast inside of me risen from his slumber he waking up,
First thing in the morning grab the bottle then its bottoms up,

I'm fucked up, yeah.. I'm sick inside of the head,
COVID-19 infecting my brain stem,
With every passing day were getting closer to the end,
Burn me down to ashes and just throw me to the wind,

Finger on the trigger yeah I swore I was done,
The hate inside my heart can go extinguish the sun,
Creepin in the night you see the gleam of my gun,
Get put inside a body bag and left in the dump,

I want, to watch, you fuckin, die you know that,
Ride, or die, I'm down, to ride, I show that,
You grindin, for nothin, where is, the growth at,
Blade in, my fist, I run..up, and throw that,

Livin in despair,
Lucid nightmares,
Got lost inside the static passed the point repair,
Its mental warfare,
Watch me float in midair,
I'm hollow to the core theres no one in here,

Me and gang eatin we sit down to a feast,
got the steeltoes on they bout to shatter your teeth,
Shoot Lightning from my fingertips I feel like I'm sheev,
Shinobi trained pull the mortal blade from the sheath, 

Fake mother fuckers show you love when they can benefit, they venemous, they wanna see you broke down to your skeleton,
Drop the guillotine we takin heads and then we sever em,
The seven headed dog we the beast straight out of the testiment,

Deatheater

I See a stone cold killa
It reflects in the glass 
You mothafuckas really think that I’m just one in the mass
I got the mind of a menace 
Creeping up in the grass
And I be tearing at your flesh until your time has been passed 

I be
One call 
From unleashing the beast
Cos I know what you expecting 
And it’s comin to be 
Just wait a couple whisper bars so I can blend in the beat 
Cos I’m boutta hit this shit with that eater energy 

Imma murk a motherfucker leave him up in the gutter 
These fuckers know 
That the eaters victims never recover 
I’m spittin and killin creating the villain 
Your carcass lay under covers 
I better get back before I end up fuckin killing another 

Takin a bat 
To slap these pussies that be talkin the game cos 
These fuckas lame they just be living with the false hope of fame 
They hear my name 
And they runnin for the hills

Pussy mothafuckas always wanna be the first to betray they brothers when it comes to the bills

AK3K

i need racks where the bag at 
i got straps they from baghdad 
run it back on my last lap 
bitch don’t make me get the last laugh

nicotine gon fill my lungs 
mixed with marijuana smoke 
pop a couple bottles
take a tab and then i’m bouta float 
trippin out my body
now i think i see a fucking ghost 
man up in mirror 
thinking life is such a fucking joke 

dump the fuckin clip
like i’m slaughta bitch 
hop up in the booth
yeah you know i’m bout to slaughta shit 
fulfilling my prophecy 
obsessions with suffering 
in love with with the fuckery
nobody gon fuck with me 

black mask 
pad lock 
body bag
black heart 
white bitch on dick 
ain’t been that way from the start 

Drugs are keeping me numb 
i run away from the love 
this life it was never fun 
been dreaming of eating slugs 

buckshot 
let the shotty pop 
watch the the fucking body drop 
i can’t feel my face
so i can never let the party stop 

mvko keep that mask on cause it’s blast off 
keep mask off for the last shot 

Exile feat. SXMPRA & AK3K (Prod. Fallen)

MVKO

Bloody razor in my fist I swing it cuz I'm ruthless, 
Dont give a fuck about an opp my steeltoes leave em toothless, 
Only down for gang most you motha fuckers useless,
Slammin liquor loud as fuck I am a fuckin nuisance, I'm foolish

I ain't got time for a fuckboys shit,
Fly into your state just to pull up and go fuck yo bitch,
Some Magic shit, pull my chopper out my fuckin bag of tricks,
Hellhounds walkin in the night we navigate with candlesticks, 

Creepin thru your home Like a ghost (like a ghost)
I'm the presence everywhere you go (where you go)
Followin my footprints through the snow (in the snow)
They leadin to the front door of your home (of your home) 

I'm the revenant, bullet in your head not hesitant,
Its effortless, cleanin up the scene no evidence,
Genesis, we the start of plague and pestilence, 
We venomous, one bite rot you to your skeleton,

Full moon watch me rise up from my grave, (from my graaaaave)
Eyes glowing red i am deranged, (I'm deraaaanged)
Was gifted for the soul that I exchanged, (I exchanged)
Walking out the flames I am unscathed, (I'm unscathed)

Pull up on your block,
Whole team strapped up like the swat,
Before we light up your spot, 
Better give us what you got,

Hellhounds comin kicken in your front door bitch,
See the lazer sight know that you are done for bitch, 

Sick of all the mouth racin,
Sick of all the clout chasin,
You're cattle to your government your mother fuckin cows grazin, 

Fuck a suicide note bitch I've been dead for years,
Write my name with blood on my gravestone when I depart from here

SINIZTER

Walkin’ like a zombie, feeling crummy motherfuck the money/ 

One man army shootin’ like a junkie, they can trace the tracks/

Take a trip, final destination they won’t make it back/

Banana clips walkin’ through the jungle like a razorback/

Chest beatin’/

Death cheatin’/

Trigger squeezin’/

Less breathin’/

More bleedin’/

What’s the meanin’/

Intervenin’/

Met demons, I left ‘em feindin’/ 

For my soul my heart cold, brain freezin’/

Sinizter, fuck a finish this just the beginning-yuh/

Send in the, back up before I clap at ya emperor/

No Kings power to the people/

All my bros bring anarchy load the cannon be...fore I blow steam/

Woah/

You already know/

I hit'em high, Mako hit'em low/

Nobody survive everybody’s a ghost/

You ain’t gotta go home, but bitch you gotta go...YUH/

FMJ feat. Sinizter (Prod. Fallen)

MVKO

Made it out the shits I'm in my lane now never leave the lines, 
I'm Kicked back with gang now rollin smokin blunts that slow down time,
I'm Not dismayed I got it made I wouldnt want another life,
Breakfast with the gang after we tell the hoes to take a hike,

Buying the plot for my grave,
With all the dollas I saved,
Dont give a fuck what they say,
I will keep doin my thang,

Feelin like shroud with the games,
Only bout paper get paid
Before I'm endin my day,
I'm stuffing racks in my safe,

You Better sit down,
This one for the ones that switched on me,
I'm on my shit now,
Never used to now you fuck with me,
You Better get on,
ain't got time for negativity, 
So when i take off,
Only eatin with who were there for me

Creep on the beat no sound,
Packin heat and the weed to loud,
Feel like a king make a fuckboy bow,
Pull the sword from the sheath reclaim my crown,

Your girl at the crib for the night,
Witchouse just gave her the pipe,
Lil tiger I'm born with my stripes,
Keep talkin we takin your life,

Bitch I came from nothing, 
Worked my ass off just to become somethin,
Find me in the gutter,
You can find me ridin with my brothers,
Know you're mad,
cuz we know that your girlfriend she fuckin love us
Kinda sad,
Didnt show no love untill we got some numbers,

Battlecry Sound thee alarm,
Ima keep grinding these songs,
Till I cant grind em no more,
hittin the blunt and I'm gone,

Thinkin we'll fail then you're wrong,
Watch us start movin along,
Bitch if you look at me wrong,
Sending you to the gulag, 


PROMPTO 

Wait bitch
Holup
You been talking so much get out of my face bitch
Nah
Feels like every time I gotta Carry weight bitch
Damn
I just can’t believe a damn thing when you say shit 
Just Don’t say shit 

Back up off me while I 
Reload 
Got a mag put inside of the 
kilo
Pop pop and I’m gone subzero
It’s a bird it’s a plane it’s a hero
Murder she wrote can not see no 
Evil
But I’ve been recovering cerebral boom
Kinda been feelin like demon ooh
Not a reverent but im a slayer doom
I cannot remember what I say or do
Wait

I’m insane I’m in pain and I’m faithless 
I’m deranged force the hate I can’t take this
Some may break some may say that they made it
Till that day I will stay on the wait list

Better now
I feel so much better now
I switched up and found my sound
Always up not looking down
Hate on me and hate my style
Doin me I’m young and wild
Hold my cup it’s over now shut the fuck up and simmer down


MVKO 

Bitch I came from nothing, 
Worked my ass off just to become somethin,
Find me in the gutter,
You can find me ridin with my brothers,
Know you're mad,
cuz we know that your girlfriend she fuckin love us
Kinda sad,
Didnt show no love untill we got some numbers,

Battlecry Sound thee alarm,
Ima keep grinding these songs,
Till I cant grind em no more,
hittin the blunt and I'm gone,

Thinkin we'll fail then you're wrong,
Watch us start movin along,
Bitch if you look at me wrong,
Sending you to the gulag,

Grey Light Feat. Prompto (Prod. Fallen)

[Verse 1: Misfit]
Cut the strings off a puppet and hold him up for all to see
Lets tell the fans what you started and make a peasant fall to knees
Honestly, you sound the same on every song, what happened G?
Go back to making beats or learn to sell a fuckin' lease
A center piece of the scene
You're fuckin' twenty so please
Get a job and drop the act and maybe snag a degree
Don't start a war that you can't finish
Talkin' big but you're so timid
So don't tell us to run up
If you cannot state an opinion
I put this shit in my skin
You took a shit on your friends
A wannabe since the beginning
your careers in the bin
Go back to suckin' dicks
and get your bitch out my DM's
I'm feeling sick of all this shit
I'll make a mother fucker cave in
Aye man how we do this without fake men?
Ever since you left, we been great man
Blade open your chest and let it cave in
Hold it on the fire then we burn the mark on satan

[Hook: Misfit]
How you talk that talk?
You ain't even got a glock
[redacted] on the block?
Nah [redacted] making songs
Like a puppet all you do is what they want
Like a puppet all you do is what they want
How you talk that talk?
You ain't even got a glock
[redacted] on the block?
Nah [redacted] making songs
Like a puppet all you do is what they want
Like a puppet all you do is what they want

[Verse 2: blckbrd]
Fuck a five foot four 
Discount store Sonny Moore
Screaming bloody murder
These formers are tryna start a war
Shitty horror core
Too busy falling on your dirty sword
And flexing all your numbers
Like a comma's all your working for
You flex a shooter life, but you can't even shoot a video
Fucking with the brothers and a family you committed to
And I refuse to fill my clique with hypocrites
I'll rip into you bastards
It's a fact that you deserve a payment back for how you acted
You really wanted this didn't you
You took your time and you plotted this, didn't you
I'm here to straighten the story
And it's fucking funny that I was concerned with offending you
Feelings are miniscule
Baggy's are plentiful
I got a few in my back and it's dreadful
That people can call you a friend and be dead to you
Ten seconds after they acting political
Houston do we got a visual?
No
Black out the sky with the miserable smoke
You can't fit in with the murder of crows
Cause when I run up we run up as a whole
Only time you keep a pole is when you suck a dick
You're too busy with that for your dogs
I'm boutta kick in the door
Got my foot on your throat
See you at my headline show lil bitch

Pinocchio feat. blckbrd (Prod. by Rajaste)

Ultra Instinct [Prod. By Phatboy 7Even]

CHANGES

@liltonemakingslaps

LYRICS:

I AM NOT HERE
TO PLAY GAMES
YOU BUSTAS FEAR
SIGILMANE
I GRIP THE BLADE
AND DRINK SOME BLOOD FROM YO VIENS
WRAP ME UP IN CELLOPHANE 
ETERNXL WALKING WITH A GAINT
BOUTTA BRING THE PAIN
AND FORCE SATAN TO OPEN UP MY GATES
DONT BLAME JUST SLAY
ALL THESE FUCKIN HATERS MANE
FUCK THE BUSTAS FUCK THE RAID
SUMMONIN THE HELLISH WRAITHS
MAKE IT RAIN BLOOD
FROM THE MOTHA FUCKIN DIM SUN
NO CLOUDS CAST DA BEAM
MAKE THEEZE BUSTA SUCKAS FREEZE
CANT SCREAM
IN THE SHEET
CHOKIN DROWIN IN YO THROW UP
CROW CLUB DO NOT FUCK AROUND
HEARD ME RIGHT, SIGIL HERE
BITCH YOU KNOW IM FUCKING NICE
ICE DRIPPIN DIPPED IN FEAR
GOT THE VISION ON THIS MISSION
TRIPPIN OVER MY OWN SINNIN'
SPITTIN
BITCHES BETTER BACK UP
GET THE FUCK UP
RUNNIN A MUCK
IF YOU TALKIN AND BLUFFIN
IM BUSTIN YO LIP THEN YOU RUNNIN
AND DUCKIN
YOU FUCKS DONT DESERVE ANYTHING
NO RESPECT 
DUCK YO HEAD
BETTER FIEND FOR YO LAST BREATH
KILL YO ASS TO DEATH
SILLY BUSTA
PUSSY BOY
BETTER GET BACK FOR WE FUCKIN GUT YOU BOY
EMIT THAT SHIT LIKE DECORATE FOR HALLOWEEN 
YOU IN A BRACE
PUT THAT BUSTA IN A FUCKIN BODY BAG
STEP OUTSIDE ITS STRAIGHT TO RAGS
PESTICIDE A FUCKIN RAT
TERMINATE THE PEASENTS 
BREAK THE SYSTEM
FUCK THE RULES
PRAY TO YO BLESSINS
WHILE I PREY UP ON YO ESSENCE
STEPPED IT
TRICK YOU TRIPPIN
SLIPPIN
LET ME CATCH YOU SLIPPIN
BLADE SLIPPIN IN YO LIVER
BITCHIN BOUT THE FUCKIN WRITTINS
THAT IM SPITTIN TO YO MIND
CHOKIN BITCH YOU BETTER HIDE
CROAKIN BITCH THIS IS YO TIME HOE
HANG YOU THAN I LIGHT DAT BOWL 
BURNIN DOWN THAT DOSIDO


old cover by @zetsubuu on insta

current cover by @arcxne_ on insta



yea I know its technically called a murder, but fuc u

Unkindess of Ravens (prod. liltonemakingslaps)

@FUKKSAILOR:
www.instagram.com/fukksailor

mixing and mastering by: @fukksailor
produced by: @fukksailor + @zyrom

LYRICS: https://genius.com/Fukksailor-no-stress-lyrics

NO STRESS!

NO STRESS! PROD. FUKKSAILOR x ZYROM

Det hele Begynte med en flaske og no søllis 
No e eg vekke og sauser på no øllis
E på spritaren kan kalle meg alkis
Mann eg suller duppar av e på spantis
Mann eg sauser vekk 
Mann eg sauser vekk 
Mann eg sauser vekk 
Eg trenger mere trekk

Eg trenger luft mann eg trenger luft 
D Ikkje sunt mann ikkje sunt 

Eg har lattis bong 
Den har lattis form 
Tatt en tattis orm 
Eg har fattig bom 

E på brunaren 
Ikkje grønnaren 
Få fatt i gønnaren 
E du på skjønnaren? 

E du faen meg dum eller ka faen? 
Heller salt i såret e du maaan? 
Spiser drit hver dag e eg human?
E du narkis så kan alt gå an 

Sauser vekk hele livet flexer om igjen
Mann eg Flyter av sted på den bommaren 
Skjønner ingenting for eg på lokaren 
Eg har jæla lyst møte tjommien

Eg trenger luft mann eg trenger luft 
D Ikkje sunt mann ikkje sunt 

Mann eg sauser vekk 
Mann eg sauser vekk 
Mann eg sauser vekk 
Eg trenger mere trekk
Suller vekk tiden og Pikken e for liten 
Tar turen ned syden 
Eg spiser siste biten 

E på litaren 
E på slitaren 
E på kisaren mens du e på syteren 

Mann eg sauser opp i taket det e tåkete 
Mann eg spliffer det opp eg lager make 
Mann eg mekker nokke saus oppå fatet 
D eneste lært d e å hate 

Eg e ikkje gate 
Men eg e kiiis
E på flaske bong 
Gi meg en fliiis
Hvis du ikkje vet det 
E det en piece 
Gidd ikkje lete 
For eg vet det

Det hele Begynte med en flaske og no søllis 
No e eg vekke og sauser på no øllis
E på spritaren kan kalle meg alkis
Mann eg suller duppar av e på spantis
Mann eg sauser vekk 
Mann eg sauser vekk 
Mann eg sauser vekk 
Eg trenger mere trekk

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BUNGEE GUM [PROD. homele$$]

Mixed by @33marrow
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Fuck with me ima slam that body deep
Comin up for you I’ll take your place
You’re the human waste
Oh my god yeah I did it again
Should’ve met your end but now I gotta go back and conquer everything to get the message sent

Now 
you are dead to me fucking dead to me
Now
Waste of fucking space waste of fucking taste
Now
So much fucking hate I will show you pain
Now
You’ll disintegrate just disintegrate 
Now

Come and get me but lil baby yeah she love my sound
You can’t hurt me I’m so sorry I’m already in hell
I’m deserving of all this energy that swells
I’m all that matters I came up when I fell
Say you got some issues but really who fucking cares
I was the only one there for you now you’re scared
You keep tempting me with pity words of despair
You’re nothing compared to me you'll get no where

I can feel the empathy
Disembodied Rest In Peace
Come and give me company
I’ll show you my demon teeth
I won’t stop I’m not discrete
Bury me just like 6 feet
Feeling hard I’m like concrete
I will ravage demon teeth

No
Fuck

I can feel the empathy
Disembodied Rest In Peace
Come and give me company
I’ll show you my demon teeth
I won’t stop I’m not discrete
Bury me just like 6 feet
Feeling hard I’m like concrete
I will ravage demon teeth

Now
I can’t die I need my vengeance 
Now
All I confine keep in sync
Now
Do I live or die I’m a demon
Now
You cannot hide this is the sequence
Now

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