NIGHTMARE MODE!

Lyrics.

You can get your face cut
You get laced up
You can get your face cut
You get laced up
You can get your face cut
You get laced up
You can get your face cut
You get laced up
You can get your face cut
You get laced up
You can get your face cut
You get laced up
You can get your face cut
You get laced up
You can get your face cut
You get laced up

I am upset
Say it with your chest
My Glock might take off his head
Taste the lead
Yeah taste all this lead I shot your parents in they bed
I am upset
Say it with your chest
My Glock might take off his head
Taste the lead
Yeah taste all this lead I shot your parents in they bed

You get face cut you get face cut
Face cut you get face cut
Face cut you get face cut
Face cut you get face cut
You can get your face cut
You get laced up
You can get your face cut
You get laced up
You can get your face cut
You get laced up
You can get your face cut
You get laced up
Yuh you get

7XVN - FACECUT [PROD. TIGARO]

AGGRESSIVE #PHONK TRACK 
“WON’TFOLD!” CREATED BY BL8DEZ & SVICIDE!

WON’TFOLD! ( W/ BL8DEZ)

LYRICS <333

you can’t see that side of me
straight through the lobotomy
you a fuckin parasite 
you stuck up in my arteries
take a fuckin shot at me
all your bullets make believe
life is all but guaranteed 
shut the fuck up pussy
YEH YEH YEH

got my pistol to ur brain
don’t fuck with shit
don’t fuck with lames 
pussy we are not the same
just wait until you meet that thang
i like when that shit go bang
to pop and fuck your fuckin fame
imma snatch that big ass chain
and wrap it round ur fuckin neck

it’s in my eyes
turn on the siren
i wanna die
i’m on my final living goodbye 
all on the line bitch
all on the line 
u don’t know shit bout me 
(x2)

if i’m tossing that magma bomb
then i use the force
and i make him unalive 
better sum it up better say goodbye 
fuckin uppercut straight into the eye 
bigger problems i’m fuckin solvin
i take ahold of that 45 
better sum it up better say goodbye 
hang him on a line
leave him out to dry 

young boy from the bad side
get em!
he leavin the blood on denim!
wait what ?
nobody can hit em
wait what ?
nobody can die
wait what. 
nobody can die 
UH what what nobody can die 
wait what. 
nobody can die 
UH what what nobody can die 

you is a bitch
don’t believe me step in pit
beat to a pulp 
cause that pussy talkin shit 
cursed like the mark
imma take out all my ribs 
(KIMIMARO)
all on my dick
need to pay me for my shit

it’s in my eyes
turn on the siren
i wanna die
i’m on my final living goodbye 
all on the line bitch
all on the line 
u don’t know shit bout me 
(x2)

you can’t see that side of me
straight through the lobotomy
you a fuckin parasite 
you stuck up in my arteries
take a fuckin shot at me
all your bullets make believe
life is all but guaranteed 
shut the fuck up pussy
YEH YEH YEH

FINAL (PROD. LUNA)

prod. @mud.prod on IG

art. @spiiral_ on IG

LYRICS:

i was born into the wrong hands
motherfucker wanna talk, he a layman
got the scar of a lost individual
now i’m cold, head stone at my grave, unknown like my toe tag
(x2)

got another waste man
trying to hit up my line
they be sucking up like leeches
look like he wanna die
so fortify the breaches 
til i make man subside
feel like a dead man walking 
but they walking thin ice

(fuck) masquerade
it’s a massacre 
faking all your ways
on this stage, couldn’t get it up
(yuh) honestly
i’ve had enough
living in a haze, all day
never with it cos you’re 

done, done, done, done
done, done, done, done
so fucking
run, run, run, run
dumb, dumb, dumb

i was born into the wrong hands
motherfucker wanna talk, he a layman
got the scar of a lost individual
now i’m cold, head stone at my grave, unknown like my toe tag
(x2)

tag, tag, tag, tag
tag, tag, tag
so fucking
run, run, run, run
dumb, dumb, dumb

toe tag. [prod. mud]

SANDMAN! (FT.LORDDISTORTION)

My vocals were mixed by www.instagram.com/mdgrayd/
Deadfury: https://soundcloud.com/deadfury
MOIIIK: https://www.youtube.com/@PROD.MOIIIK

Cross Fire ft. Deadfury (Prod. MOIIIK)

prod @mvrtyr

yeah
please watch your step 
yeah you motherfuckers bitch made 
yeah you rap on beats, hear the motherfucking prod tag
fucking fed up like a bad bitch on cocaine 
fucker what they talk about like jaw lag like mans Bane 
fuck with me long 
fuck the lames i keep the fire 
okay like back on my lone 
fuck that bitch i need more time okay 
i walk on my own 
fucker wanna watch me die 
i don't care keep it walking 
motherfucker keep it walking uh

when they talk bite back 
when they walk fight back 
lame ass fuckers keep my style they jack 
for my heart stained black 
for my hands they attract 
keep my blades clean for my back they attached 

fuck what they say 
damm fuck, fucker press delete 
all buck all they fucking talking 
talk all their talk is cheap 
all ops, all their opps be pointing but 
they be stalking sheep  
on top to the place I'm walking 
four got the five on me uh 

high rise short life 
short high, high price
high rise short life 
short high, high price  

yeah
please watch your step 
yeah you motherfuckers bitch made 
yeah you rap on beats hear the motherfucking prod tag
fucking fed up like a bad bitch on cocaine 
fucker what they talk about like jaw lag like mans Bane

LONEWALK

{Lyrics}

Bloodlish (Bloodlish)
Ahhhh
Aye (Somber!)
Ahhhhh
Yuh yuh yuh yuh
Yuh yuh yuh yuh

Jester Jester Jester
Laughin at you got my motherfuckin chest hurt
Jester Jester Jester
Play us like a fool but you nothing but a jester
Aye
Look at me
Direct attention makin laughs cause a scene
Got somethin to say then come at me
Leave you gasp for air like its comedy
Wanna leave you dead bitch
Nine mil in your head be the remedy

Fuck you fuck him
I just say we drop him
Catch them speakin tough
But they runnin when we draw sticks
Say shit then we poppin
Try and fuckin dodge this
We invade your space and then we fold you like a draw bridge
I dont fuck with bitches make em vanish start a mystery
Always fuckin cryin bitch your life aint filled with misery
Take that shit away better yet just go dissapparate
Bleed out on the pavement rot til blood evaporate

Jester Jester Jester
Laughin at you got my motherfuckin chest hurt
Jester Jester Jester
Play us like a fool but you nothing but a jester
Aye
Look at me
Direct attention makin laughs cause a scene
Got somethin to say then come at me
Leave you gasp for air like its comedy
Wanna leave you dead bitch
Nine mil in your head be the remedy
Bloodlish (Bloodlish)

JESTER! [prod. Bloodlish]

Clickbait [AMAC x Fidi] prod. Fidi

LYRICS:

WHOA! 

You gonna be like whoa when I come up at your door
No face no case gotta keep it on the low
I say what I say, I dont care anymore 
Get offended by stupid words, but no one needs to know 

You a soft ass bitch
If you trynna reach me, let you know I don't flinch
You talk too much, you a mf snitch
Sell your organs in the market and make a sales pitch

Think I give a fuck
what you gonna do when you run out of luck
Think I had enough? 
I can take soft shit like you even when I'm in 'cuffs

Why you taking so long 
Since you talk shit still ain't do shit 
Imma rip out your tongue 
Stop talking, like a dog imma make you sit, you bum

Running around with the gat 
Better tip toe since you all that 
Out here is hell, better watch your back 
Giving you a heads up cuz I know how much you lack 

Bitch gon' suck my sack 
Gon' take it from the back 
I heard that you like, talk a lot 
Lemme put my fucking cock in

Bitch you wasting my fucking time 
Trynna size me up, let's get the weigh-in
I'm understanding that you a bitch 
You better keep quiet
Last guy talked, they put him in a ditch

WHOA!

SPOTIFY

new era of hatchetsaw!

prod by me
the melody by @prod_claymorgue
mixed and masterd by me
art by @ vektwo on Insta

BLOODCLOTS [CLAYMORGUE x HATCHET]

[Intro]
Mmm, mm, mm, what?
Fucked up how they got me tryna paint in a lie
Aye, Aye
Can't paint me in no fucking light, no, no

[Hook]
Fucked up how they got me right now trying to paint me in a bad light
Shit remains the same to me so I'll still stay down to speak my truth
We'll wipe you off the wall like some grime
Fuck your anxiety, it's the wrong time
She ride it like a dancer, yuh
Kept me in my corner thinking only of these answers, uh
I could be inebriated, talking ten days down to rest and I'm still back on my grind
Why you always focused on my life like I'm living mine

[Verse 1]
I'm out of place like I never knew mine so I'm trading lanes
Abrasion, I stay rough around the edges mane
Taming this fucking beast is impossible
I've tried before the impossible
I've bent this block before
There ain't no room in this hell for the both of us
Showing them how I do it
I move smoothe and fluid
Showing me how they do it
You had to double back, you fucks are stupid
I don't take my time no more, it's fuck the patience, patience fucking sucks
I used to wait for so long, now I got my high up

[Hook]
Fucked up how they got me right now trying to paint me in a bad light
Shit remains the same to me so I'll still stay down to speak my truth
We'll wipe you off the wall like some grime
Fuck your anxiety, it's the wrong time
She ride it like a dancer, yuh
Kept me in my corner thinking only of these answers, uh
I could be inebriated, talking ten days down to rest and I'm still back on my grind
Why you always focused on my life like I'm living mine

[Verse 2]
Shit's moving so fucking fast ugly fuck niggas
Leave them in pass when I crossfade, my bad
I'm still heavy with the artillery inside my bag
NQZS hold it all from frag grenades to toe-tags
I'm addicted to the feeling that there's doom impending
Really Anna you gone feel me, what you feeling's what I'm feeling
Now I'm down to focus harder than my predecessor's goal
Going harder, Going farther, a lil retarded just to cop a feel 

[Outro]
I'm going way too hard in this bitch (alright)
That's cause I'm prone to staying in my zone (okay)
I'm going way too hard in this bitch (like i said)
That's cause I'm always in the fucking zone (in my zone)
I'm way too fucking real for this bitch (way too real)
To myself until I make you check your tone (check your tone bitch)
Maybe I just went too hard on a bitch (what?)
Fuck, Anna I am not the one

N.Q.Z.S.//VNVV. (mastered demo 3) [Prod. Mxnty]

Whoopty Doo

1-800-273-TALK(PROD.BRUHMANEGOD)

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KUTT-THROAT KNIFE KILL (Prod. 88VLEXX x SINGE)

Reaching out for the hardest songs to exist.

Clickbait [AMAC x Fidi] prod. Fidi

AMAC

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