stuff i love af

Unbridled Edge/for me 2

bumping 4

FEBRUARY 2022

The Upload

I'm fuckin sad,
Bitch I handle how I like,
Fuckin with my plans,
I got plenty on my side,
Bitch been down to ride,
Till it's talk of suicide,
She just kill every night,
Wanna let me die,
Fuck you talk punk?
Bring the mirrors up,
You ain't like the way that I been gettin up,
Happy rack stackin I can't get enough,
Ain't see the smiles when they walkin up,

Put that everything,
She only want my therapy,
Got the goodies calling,
I don't hear a fucking thing,
Make me snap, I bet she put a hole in me,
I'm just getting tired, waking up to thoughts I never see,
Can't feel the same, I don't want anything,
I just want promise, they got no loyalty,

I'm fuckin sad,
Bitch I handle how I like,
Fuckin with my plans,
I got plenty on my side,
Bitch been down to ride,
Till it's talk of suicide,
She just kill me every night,
She just kill me every night,

LOOPER

LYRICS: 

FIGURE OUT WHO I ROLL ON
AIN'T SHIT THAT I TOLD EM
100K BEEN THE MOTIVE
BOUGHT DRINKS AND I'LL HOLD EM
MONEY CAME WHEN I SHOWED EM
GIVE A FUCK WHAT I OWED HIM
SAME SHIT THAT I'M LOADING
NEVER BEEN WHERE HE GOING

THAT'S HIM IN THE BACK?
HE SEND IT WE SENDING IT BACK
FUCKING RELAX
RUN OUT THE SHIT LIKE IT'S TRACK
I AIN'T NEED TO RAP
NOBODY ME THAT'S A FACT
DO THE SHIT FOR A RACK
TELL HIM WE KNOW WHERE HE AT

I'MA DO IT AGAIN IMA MAKE IT PROBLEM
SAME SHIT WHEN I CALL 'EM
WANT IT BACK WELL I GOT 'EM
HE GOTTA KILL ME
HE GOTTA HIT WHENEVER I'M WASTED, SOBER AIN'T REAL ME

PUSSY MY FRIENDS DON'T CATCH SHIT
LAY HIM DOWN WHEN IT'S DARK OUT
I BEEN MOVING HELLA DIFFERENT I DON'T WANNA TALK BITCH I WANNA A CHECK NOW
ONE STEP FOR THE BLACKLIST
YOU AIN'T NEVER COMING BACK BITCH
WE DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOUR BROTHER BET WE PUT HIM UNDER I AIN'T EVEN CHECK SHIT

HE SHOULD'VE KILLED ME THE SECOND HE WANTED ME DEAD
I KILL A BOTTLE WHENEVER, IT PUT HIM TO BED
HE 'BOUTTA DIE FOR THE FUCK OF IT MADE IT A BET
IMA SIT BACK AND JUST WAIT ON THE SHIT IMA GET

MADE ANOTHER LIKE IT'S AUTOMATIC IMA NEVER BE THE ONE TO GO
WATCH 'EM HIT THE FUCKING GROUND FAST LIKE WE BROUGHT A GUN INSIDE THE SHOW
EVERYBODY THAT YOU FUCKIN WITH IT'S BEEN ANOTHER ONE THAT I KNOW
I DON'T REALLY FUCK AROUND WITH IT IF THE MONEY COME TOO SLOW

DEATH AIN'T SHIT
MAKE THAT BOY MY BITCH

I BEEN SLEEPING IT OFF
BET HE CAN'T TOUCH THIS SHIT I GOT THIS SHIT DON'T STOP
TRYNA FUCK UP A COP
I GO 30 FOR 30 I NEVER BEEN PUSSY SHIT LOOK AT 'EM WATCH

I BEEN FUCKIN WITH THE SAME SHIT
SPENT TOO LONG WITH THE SAME BITCH
SUCK A DICK 'CAUSE THE PLAY SWITCH
I DON'T TAKE SHIT 'LESS I MADE IT
FUCK IT I AIN'T TRYNA WAKE UP
LACE SHIT THAT YOU BREAK UP
I DON'T LIKE Y'ALL FAKE FUCK
DUMB SHIT Y'ALL MADE UP

YELLING FIRE IN A MOVIE THEATER [PROD. BIV]

I'd Miss It All

AK3K - INFILTRATE (PROD. NETUH)

so I did a lil remix/filler(not exactly) and also I'm announcing the end of my hiatus thx so much for pulling through with me ILY to the death 🖤🖤🖤

That was fast 1k in 4 days. bruh 💀💀
https://soundcloud.com/biv 🖤🖤🖤

Biv - Role Play(LXRD KRXWN REMIX)

End of a sound 
Start of an era 
luv u all
@biv
@dexndre
@jonathan-nuness
@42CLO
@skotskr
@deademane
@user-961133532

ANTIDOTE (PROD.DEADEMANE)

A little som 
feat: @alastxrr and @areizaga
art by: @agxnni

FACELESS W/ ALASTXRR & CITRATE [PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE]

War Boy Want's Me Dead (Prod. Station 666)

Free Download

Kanye - Heartless (Weemix) [Free DL]

lyrics:

[ak]
When I break a bitch
I never leave the evidence
Shitting on you rappers
I don't see nobody better than
The gang be coming up
I kill them all for just for adrenaline
Kicking in your door, I do not wait for you to lemme in
Yeah

Keep that .45 tucked by gut
Oh fuck, Imma come and dust a mothafucka up
I ain't talkin just to talk
Because that shit ain't adding up
Right now I feel like giving up
But do I really give a fuck
Yeah

Imma soldier, keep my head low
Grinding till I make it
And I put that on my dead folks
Surrender control of all the things that I can't let go
Feeling like the devil
I don't see a fucking halo
Yeah

I pull with the fucking choppa, let it bust
Getting everything I want
Got me feeling like the One
If he really wanna problem, Imma smoke him like a blunt
Heard he talking out of pocket
So I got to mitt them up, yeah

Gimme all the racks
Get back or get your skull cracked
Taking what I want
You fucked up, I'm next up
Hellhound Milita
Piped up, so guess what
Kill a mothafucka, dump the body in the aqueduct
Pussy talking all this shit
But he won't ever back it up
Fucking on ya shawty
And I told her ass to back it up
Saying you a goofy when we naked
Then we laugh it up
Dropping off the bodies cause she love to see me rack 'em up

[res]
Red beam, lead piece
Holdup boy, don't test me
Holographic gleam on the sight, what a blessing
I be like a thief in the night while you resting
I remove the peace from your life, now you stressing

Glockboi, don't make me put the beam on it
Hopping out the Scatty Pack, ain't nothing but a thing homie
I keep circle very small, ain't nothin less my team on it
Chopper seem to chop them up, I let that fucker ring, woadie

I could keep it old school
Holdup Imma cock back
Thought a nigga told you
Roll up and I cop that
I be sipping soju
Pour it, Imma toss back
Imma keep it loaded in my holy water bloodbath
All my niggas rolling, got them smoking on a opp pack
I be like a soldier when I'm loading up for combat
I need mental closure, I'm still open on the contract
I got flow pneumonia, I be cold it ain't no contest
What a nigga want, huh?!
Bullet through his spleen, hoe
Watch a nigga dump once, he can't hit a thing though
All she want is tough love, I can't feel a thing, hoe
I might cut him, and leave him rotting on the bottom of the sea floor

out on all platforms

ak3k x do not resurrect - nuclear winter (prod. rose)

SHOW YA POCKETZ PROD WASTEMORE

(LYRICS)

Wicked ways
Wicked ways
Wicked ways
Wicked ways
Wicked ways
Wicked ways
Wicked ways
Wicked ways
Wicked ways
Wicked ways
Wicked ways
I got these wicked ways
Creeping on a trick
Ready to blast on a sucker with no remorse
Load the clip, wigs I split
Infrared in my hand
Murder was all on my fucking mind
Psychopath, lunatic, crucifix, pop that nine
It's that West Bank killer walking around like thriller
Chop up the body and bury the brain
Sniffing the, sniffing the coca caine
Kill a mother fucker just to pawn his chain
Tell me how it feels to be alive in a grave
Tell me where's your god when you're trying to get saved
Tell me where's your god when your body's full of pain
Tell me where's your god when your body's full of pain?!
I'm gripping and whipping the pistol
The mission to make the blood trickle
The sickle the cell, I'm just so fucking sickening
I'm sorry my ways are just so fucking wicked
I'm gripping and whipping the pistol
The mission to make the blood trickle
The sickle the cell, I'm just so fucking sickening
I'm sorry my ways are just so fucking wicked
Wicked ways
Wicked ways
Wicked ways
Wicked ways
Wicked ways
Wicked ways
Wicked ways
Wicked ways
Wicked ways
Wicked ways
Wicked ways
Black out the sun turning day into night
Bitch Yung Plague got a blade in one hand it's a scythe
In my right first a pitchfork or maybe a trident
That murder I tried it, and I fucking liked it
I sliced 'em, I diced 'em
Got blood on my white shirt
I let the stain dry and then cried out my third eye
They heard that I died
Meet me in the graveyard
Tombs got my trademark
Sky stays dark, and the moon brings out my decayed bark
In the graveyard
Tombs got my trademark
Sky stays dark, and the moon brings out my decayed bark
In the graveyard
Tombs got my trademark
Sky stays dark, and the moon brings out my decayed bark
In the graveyard
Tombs got my trademark
Sky stays dark, and the moon brings out my decayed bark

$UICIDEBOY$ - Grey Boy$

Grey Boy$

FUCK YOU  UNDEAD RONIN
ALL SOCIAL MEDIA :  _AK3K_

NEW MUSIC EVERY WEEK

LYRICS:
Bitch i'm bout to pop up out this coffin 
With 100 sticks 
Each of them is silenced 
And the clip it holds 100 tips 
Saw em at the knees 
If they really think that they running shit 
I hate everybody you muhfuckas can suck a dick 
Face tatted up with a scythe 
Wanna fight? 
Wanna die? 
Got my glock 
And i'm not aiming down the sights 
Imma squeeze 
And you bleed 
Leave him leaking in the streets 
Imma imma imma imma imma muder everything 
Death to a fake bitch 
There's no conversation 
Grip em by the throat 
Then put the blade up in they face quick 
Hey kid 
You should really know i fucking hate this 
Acting like you love me 
Then that pussy fucking lane switched 
All you rappers pussy 
And i put that on my mama 
Imma send you to the bottom of the bottom 
If it ain't about the commas 
Ion want the fucking drama 
You aint poppin how im poppin 
Tell me get him then i got him 
Yeah yeah 
Got me fucked up bitch 
Yeah i run this shit 
Hollowtips packed up 
In my gun lil bitch 
Where you come from bitch 
You aint shot no shit 
I aint got no fucking vest up on the block lil bitch 

I've been feeling crazy 
Cause my mind won't let me sleep 
I just pray for fucking peace 
When i be rhyming on the beat 
I'm about to fucking snap 
And say fuck it leave him deceased 
And if you understand me 
Pussy then nod and tell me capeesh 

Cause all these lil bitches 
Wanna talk talk talk talk 
You should turn around 
And fucking walk walk walk walk 
Dance around the problem 
Yeah they waltz waltz waltz waltz 
Cockin back the glock 
And it go pop pop pop pop 
Stop drop roll 
Don't fucking tempt me 
Cause i'll take your soul 
I'm feeling manic and i'll lose control 
Smoke your ass just like i smoke this bowl 
So fucking let go 
Ride around the town 
Choppa chop you like karate kid 
Skirt off in the whip 
I'm feeling like im ricky bobby bitch 
Talking like he tough 
But he's a call of duty lobby kid 
Rob you for your money in your wallet 
If you got it kid 
Tryin me i'm not the one 
I'll leave you in the fucking dirt 
Bitch i'm riding shotty 
Let the devil whip the fucking hearse 
Blade up in your stomach 
Wipe the blood off on your fucking shirt 
Voices in my head 
Are telling me this life a fucking curse 
Everybody talking but never walking the walk 
Now you're lifeless in the road 
And your body outlined with chalk 
You will never catch me lacking 
I'm working around the clock 
I'm focused all on my money 
So now i dont wanna talk 

I've been feeling crazy 
Cause my mind won't let me sleep 
I just pray for fucking peace 
When i be rhyming on the beat 
I'm about to fucking snap 
And say fuck it leave him deceased 
And if you understand me 
Pussy then nod and tell me capeesh

AK3K - BOTTOM OF THE BOTTOM (PROD. FALLEN)

GODLESS - LOWRIDER (FT. 6MUTA KILLAZ) [prod. GODLESSMANE]

Baker Ya Maker - I May Rise But I'll Never Shine

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PULL UP

@6thsithlord
@omenxiii

LYRICS:
(JMattson)
Never put my energy in things I don't believe in,
never doing shit without a reason
bitch I'm feeling like I'm Stephen Paddock
had a bad day now I'm finna spray out the mandalay bay with an ak
filled with so much rage cause these mothafuckas testing me,
got a lot of people throwing shade I know it's jealousy
I'm just chasing dreams I swear these people should be proud of me,
but I'm slept on cause I don't brag about my salary
bout to be the first mothafucka from my city to make it
you fakin' we not adjacent embrace it
pulling out my sword I'll leave you faceless
demolition fetish watch me dig your fucking grave bitch
whoa, that's some shit you never seen before,
conscious mothafuckas straight embedded on the road
to levitation medicating mothafuckas swear I'm satan
I've been patient with that fake shit but you 'bout to make me anxious
Lining up my chakras bitch I'm levitating,
mothafuckas wonder how I'm levitating,
bitch I leveled up that's how I'm levitating,
bitch I leveled up that's how I'm levitating.

(6th$ithLord)
Open up my mind 
Don't slice my wrists 
Suicidal thoughts 
But I ain't no bitch 
Steady wondering 
How people live 
Like this 
Trapped inside bliss 
Where is yo 
Consciousness 

Ancient ways 
Of the levitation 
Magnetic forces 
Something alien 

To the human brain 
Trapped in a maze 
Losing myself 
Bitch I'm going 
Insane 

Old soul 
Let it go 
Corruption 
Of the indigo 
Moving forward 
In control 
Now my powers 
Take a hold 

Feel all my energy 
Oh so carelessly 
Destroying enemies 
Fuck yo click my G 
Searching for unity 
That's the good in me 
But half of me 
Wants to spread 
All these frequencies

Levitation II Ft. 6th$ithLord (Prod. OmenXIII)

CAMERONAZI x SUBJECTZ x $NOT - COUNT IT UP [PROD YZ]

$NOT - SKEEZER  (PROD FRAKCIJA)

MUSIC VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wqrFn-XRH50&lc=z231xfrouzedt30at04t1aokgfzgmxpmbl5z0gbndzowrk0h00410.1542820616037048

Witchouse: soundcloud.com/hell_usa
Tacet: soundcloud.com/tacet-4
Leatherface (Cover Art): soundcloud.com/LeatherFacee

LYRICS

JMattson:
Sit the fuck down don't be acting like you runnin shit 
society's rejection middle finger to the government,
Punishing any mothafucka comin unequipped 
Call me on my cell phone 1-800-fuck-a-bitch
in love with all the ruckus and the suffering that come from them 
Bitch I'm out in public drinking blood and fuckin up again,
Fuck these mothafuckas running up thinking they tough as shit 
RIP to X cowards hide behind their gun and dip 
Dancing with the devil like I'm van Halen damn wait I'm 
So nostalgic like it's Bam skatin hand railin' 
Fuck yo energy 
Mothafuck yo MP3's
I been smoking so much bud it's fuckin up my memory

Witchouse:
Hang me from the gallows just so that you remember
You don’t want me coming back so you better dismember
No surrender, the time bender, Black rose sender, happy mask vendor, the dragon hide ascender, bish it’s black n red treasure, I cut where it’s tender, bitch it’s suicidal weather, I make her feel better, Lil Hannibal lechter, her face is staying redder, yeah this my love letter romanticizing the devil
I’m the ring leader vein bleeder government deceived butch the code cracker Demi god breeder North Korea free rr succubus needed soul stealer call me grim reaper bone shaker earth Quaker gasoline sippa aye
Last time loved a bitch went and broke my hand
Suck a dick never making that mistake again
Wig spilt on all your fuckin fake friends
Gang shit taking safety in the pavement
Bitch I don’t wanna talk so I cut her off
Got 5 other girls that’ll suck my cock
Go walk it off suicide stop bish
I don’t wanna talk hoping that you’ll take it off
All my brothers smoking guap
All my bitches give me top
Feeling like I’m killer croc hoe
Swimming down your block
Imma thot tho
Roman numerals, never had a soul
Burnt bones at my funeral
I’m reusable

Sit The Fuck Down Ft. Witchouse 40k (Prod. Tacet) *VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION*

PROD YZ

GOSHA OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO:
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$NOT - GOSHA

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@j_mattson
@hell_usa
@liveinochi

Lyrics:
JMattson

Bitch im not leaving no scraps 
Feeding my pack 
Sinking my teeth in the track
Hold up you need to get back 
Lethal attack 
Sayin I need to relax 
Hoe get the fuck out my face 
Fuck up your day 
Murder you up on the stage 
You got some homage to pay
Yo shit is fake
No I could never relate 
Energy depleted I feel weak but I'm still gon be okay 
I hear voices speaking while I'm tryna sleep I'm going insane
Nobody knows what I'm turning into homie you got it false if you heard that we cool if your boy run his mouth imma murder him too I'm about try out my new surgical tools
Run up in the middle of ya safe house blade out bout to leave ya laid out brains out hey now imma run away now if you wanna feature better hit my fuckin PayPal 
Carry me away won't you take me to my grave,
I don't seem ok but I've always been this way,
Every single day getting closer to my fate,
Every single day see some more shit that I hate

Witchouse40k

Double H M Nephilim coinciding we body-ing gods and the next is Poseidon Jmattson the demon with witchouse beside him we rollin up blunts in the spaceship we flying, sabertooth lion, witch of the mist never dying, alla the legends are lyin, acid I’m crying tears on my chain purifying guiding the night like Orion crooked man walk in them knocking boots in the coffin a witch a noose and an option burn my body as a precaution cook concoctions and toxins caution your conscience exhausted silhouette shadows be talking soul robbin electroshockin 
pull up quick and I slit your wrist fuck a bitch then I call it quits shadow witch I come from the mist window tint on the whip like spit empty clip fulla souls I ripped stomach kick make you feel so sick and the poison hits and I go rage quit triple six engraved on my fist
Put a mother fucka in a cauldron, angel but I’m fallen, rollin up pollen yeah
Crawling our my coffin uncommon, goblin my wallet legs half rotten, fuck you butch keep my clothes I don’t want em, already got a new shawty like uh, all of your followers know you bought em, Tartarus morn made it from the bottom

LEAVING NO SCRAPS Ft. Witchouse 40k (Prod. inochi) *VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION*

https://soundcloud.com/mugetsu117
https://soundcloud.com/distortionthe1
https://soundcloud.com/wasbeatz

stacking up digits i punt at a clone
opera's filling up children to boat
enemies sadly they feel miserable
taking it literal acting a liberal

acting all anime, talks of a vertebrae, looking in distance im seeing the phonies
they my little pony, JUST nothing short, a brony acting a homie simply to boast
LET ME JUST SAY
EVERYTHING OUT OF THEIR MOUTHS SHIT AND DECAY
MAKING A BEAT JUST TO SCREAM OUT THEY LUNGS
TRYING AGAIN AND AGAIN MY PERFECT PADAWON

dummy wit a ak he just might
fightin for the power and the white
hopin daddy learnin on a bike
cuz the wifey smellin like a di-
patterns of cleansing they expecting nothing but blood-pacts and meaningless openless sacrifice
never an option cuz navvvi the portion ill figment my vessels when giving the bad advice

Just Another Cuck Story ft. MUGXTSU & Lord Distortion (prod. was)

ZOOT GANG 3 IS ON THE WAY, COMING OUT MEGA SOON ! ! !

PRODUCED BY JAMES GORCZYCA

COVER ART BY PAPA SLEEP

FEATURING : https://soundcloud.com/depthstrida https://soundcloud.com/navvvi https://soundcloud.com/distortionthe1 https://soundcloud.com/c3of

----------------------------

(LYRICS)

JAMES:
----------------------------
MUSTARD MAN ON THE BEAT
NOW ALL OF YALL KEEPIN QUIET
SHUTTIN OUT ALL THE CREEPS
I DONT CARE IF YOU WERE DYIN’
HARSHER THINGS CAME FROM TEETH
TO THE POINT WHERE IT REEKS
DID SOMEBODY DIE?
THAT ATTITUDE STINKS
I GOT DIRT ON MY SHIRT
OLD ENEMIES WANNA CLEAN ME UP
POLITELY REFUSE FOR SURE
NEVER GONNA GO BACK BEING STUCK
I DONT SEARCH, BITCH I SURF
I DONT GOT TIME TO FEEL HURT
I BEEN FELT THAT FOR TOO LONG
WONT VOLUNTARILY GET ERKED
BALD AS FUCK; JOE ROGAN 
SHED MY SKIN; SLAV LOCUST
I GOT NO HEALTH, DRINK MY POTION
BEATS I LIKE, GOTTA BE ROASTED
EAT YA ALL UP LIKE PAC MAN!
5 QUEUE SQUAD, AINT WITCHA MAN!
DROPPING IN HOT, THASSA PLAN
BONUS POINTS I TOOK EM AND RAN
4 STOCKED! OUT THA RING
SPINNING WIT DA KICKS! CHUN LI
I WIN! CHARLIE SHEEN
YOU DIED! FUCK YA TEAM

DEPTH STRIDA
----------------------------
PULL UP WITH A BIG FIST
PUNCH A SNAKE CAUSE HISSES
MY FLOW SHOCK SOME BITCHES
BIG EYES LIKE IM ON SHIT
BITCH I WALK BITCH I WALK
BITCH I FUCKING STRIDAWALK
AND YOU TALK AND YOU TALK
SON YOU NEVER HAD A JOB
SHE SO THICC OH MY GOD
GOT SOME PRECUM ON MY COCK
WAKE UP AND I SEE THAT I NUTTED IN MY SOCK
TIME TO FUCKIN SWITCH IT UP
TIME TO FUCKING SETTLE UP
YOUR HEAD LIKE A MINECRAFT BLOCK
ONE CLAP AND YOU SPILL SOME BLOOD

NAVVVI
----------------------------
GOD FUCKING DAMN IT
HITTEN EM WIT A CROSSBOW
MAKING ALL SURE HIS PAIN GROW
METERS ALL FULL OF GREEN, NO
BITCHING I TOLD YOU STAY DOWN
PUNCHES TO GROIN AND HIS FOLLOWERS DONT
SUTTLE BUT MEANING, I SWEAR IT AINT SO
BOWING TO ME I AM THE ARCH, MEGA OMEGA DEMON OF SOULESS
BREAK FROM A PAYPHONE, TELEPORT TO STAY HOME
SWEAR I TELL YOU TIME FROM TIME YOUR MEANING ISNT BRAINSTORMED
PLEASE DROP AND DIE BEFORE I FUCKING EAT YOUR FAMILY.
UHHHHH
I AM HEADPHONES OUT OF ENERGY
I AM THE SOUNDLESS AND APOLOGIES
IM NOTHING BUT AN BATTERY
I PUSH AND THEN I PULL

LORD DISTORTION:
----------------------------
YOU A PUSSY YOU A LEECH 
STAY INSIDE YOUR LANE 
I FUCKING HATE IT WHEN YOU SPEAK 
LOOKING FOR SOME STRANGE 
WHILE YOU  LOOKING AT THE PEAK 
PUT THE 30 TO HIS BRAIN 
CHALK HIM UP HE ON THE STREET 
SHUT UP, OH FUCK YOU A FUCKING BITCH CUCK 
RUN UP ON YOUR FLEET AND WE TURN IT TO A STICK UP 
I WANT DOLLARS SO I GOT A PISTOL POSTED  WHERE MY CROTCH IS 
HOLLOWS IN THE MAGAZINE I FLEX IT LIKE ITS DOING CROSS FIT
RUBBING OFF, ON YOUR CLIQUE,
YOU BEEN BITING FOR A BIT 
HIT IT RAW, THEN I DIP 
SINGING SONGS ABOUT THE CLIT
NAH YOU BROKE,YOU A JOKE 
YOU AIN'T EVER TOUCH A STICK 
SNIFFING COKE, OFF THE FLOOR 
YOU IS DIRTY AS A BITCH

PAPA SLEEP:
----------------------------
MOVE THAT PRODUCT LIKE ITS WII FIT
YOU BE RUNNING OUT OF QUARTERS TRYNA GET THEM BLIPS
CATCH YOU ROUND THE CORNER CATCH ANOTHER CLIP
ASK FOR A REMATCH FIND WHERE YOU LIVE THEN I CALL UP A DISPATCH
BODY PARTS MISMATCHED
KARATE CHOP NOW YOU DETACHED
BUTTON MASH
HOLD ME BACK
HEAD LOOKING LIKE DIG DUG
TRIPLE COMBO
BEG AND BORROW
ROUNDHOUSE KICK
BROKEN WRIST
JUDO MOVES
YOU AIN'T KEEPING UP
LEAVE ME WITH THAT GOLDEN CUP
BLOW HIS PIXELS OUT
PITIFUL THE WAY HE CRAWLING NOW
FIZZLE OUT
GAME OVER GUESS I'M BALLING NOW
GUESS WHO DIED?
THAT BE YOU
NO SURPRISE
I DID TOO

YOU DIED! FT. DEPTH STRIDA, NAVVVI, LORD DISTORTION & PAPA SLEEP

You can use your hands for a lot of things.
@navvvi
@sweatshirty
@systemsmusic

Lyrics:

[Lord D]
AR CLICK
THATS NO ISH
Ill HIT THAT BITCH WITH A BASEBALL BAT
FUCK FADE IN THE BLACK
DULLLED THOUGHS IN MY BACK
No linking ONLY TALK TILL MY BRAIN FALL FLAT

He wan talk so he right here facts
He get launched to light years fast
We gon leave his front teeth gashed
Gotta heater in the trunk if he try thee dash

Bitch I want that money on the table
But you only disappointing always acting like you fable
Malenuxing while we poly-moving
Pot of gol, we mobing to it
Cock and load that Glocky
Drinks is bottomless I'm always off it

Plaster cast pussy
tax em like bookie
Fuck a fee I'll never pay it
Dodging half of my cookies

Fratanize, homie till I'm gratified Goodie
Fucking suck it like a drain until I'm splashing my goodies

Uhhhhh,you fucking rookies

Nah I never should've listened
Steady losing my ambition
Never bothered with conditions

Ahhh yuck
Little prick you make me livid
I cant live in these conditions
Take your toll and then I spend it

[nA]
yah yah
flame my company in ya moderation
by the station
ya attitude just need a placement
i dont know how to say but when we show up blazin
space coast, south coast, no roast apart a nation

fight now, quick fast, dont last now
all dunce till the pulse makes no sound
your designer rockin human in a distance brittle form
you playgerize a trait that everybody sense inside your norms

workin off sega
i dont want danger
livin off flanger
i know my name, uh
goin insane, uh
rockin ya colors in grain
tell me that burnin every bridge now
when all they want is love from ya hanger

penicillin in my stream i need just for focusing
the acid in my bones keep folding, eyesight grabbing hold of me
my brain is reached a peak im handing trauma out for borrowin
im elder to my scrolling, think i might be part of morrowind

HANDS FOR GRABBING w/ NAVVVI [PROD. SWEATSHIRTY & $YSTEMS]

THANK YOU ALL FOR 2K FOLLOWERS. THANK YOU FOR SUPPORTING US, ITS WHAT HAS KEPT US GOING AND CREATING OUR MUSIC, WE COULD NOT HAVE DONE IT WITHOUT EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU. MERCENARIES WORLDWIDE.

LINEUP:
@NAVVVI
@MUGETSU117
@PRXPVNE
@DISTORTIONTHE1
@C3OF
@DEPTHSTRIDA

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MIXING BY @NAVVVI
ART BY @LENFANTLONDON & @C3OF

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