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(Intro)
Dumpster corpse, you don't get a grave,
Hack a nigga up if he get in my way,
Don't try me, that's a mistake,
After we fade you won't have a face,

(Verse 1)
Hit 'em up like Pac,
Dumpster corpse let 'em rot,
Acting hard but you not,
I kill my way to the top,
Fuck!
Y'all act tough,
But ain't doing 'nun,
Talking big guns but you ain't never shoot none,
The fuck is up with that?
All 'ya lyrics cap

(Interlude)
I'm bringing natural selection back with every muzzle flash,
Aye, I'm just having fun on this one,
Still killing these niggas though,
Get a whole hashtag talm' bout long live 'ya faggot ass,
Bitch!

(Verse 2)
When I up that fire niggas drop dead,
Don't test me now, Ima hot head,
I don't pop pills I just pop lead,
You simping over bitches you gone give her bread,
I'm innat BM, 'ya BM gimme head,
It's over when I see him, leave that boy red,
Talking Rara, faceplant on cement,
Hahaha that 12 gauge got a spread,
Drop that boy behind 'em, buckshot peel ya dreads,
Run away I'll get you, wet you Mr. Gingerbread,
Nine shots in 'ya body like 50 Cent,
Have that pussyboy singing along to Many Men,
I'm the janitor taking out the fucking trash,
Mopstick, big drum, and a couple mags,
Dumpster corpse you ain't even worth a fucking pack,
Leave you for the maggots make a home up in 'ya flesh,
I don't fear you faggots, only buck on the internet,
Light 'em up, watch 'em fall to ashes, pussy cigarette,
He tried to buck, got slumped, now I'm hacking at his neck,

DUMPSTER CORPSE

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UNDEAD PAPI - DUMPSTER CORPSE (PROD. 88VLEXX)

LYRICS :
(PRE-HOOK)
This choppa Astroworld, put niggas in a coffin,
Smoking on 'ya granny loud as fuck coughing,
It's 2021 bring 'yo ass out the closet,
40 round in the Zastava, go head count it,

(HOOK)
Zastava, hit 'em with the llama
Who want drama? I'm on edge from the trauma,
Shells dropping, leaving mothers sobbing,
Up the carnage, I'll hollow out 'ya noggin,

(VERSE)
Hoes flocking, here come 'ya babymomma,
I'm young Osama, opps fold like the towers,
Dick throbbing, running through these hoes I'm jogging,
Switch up my flows 'cause these niggas always jocking,
Oh wait that's 'yo auntie screaming UNDEAD PAPI,
I heard 'ya uncle mad she leaking like a faucet,
Just wait 'till he find out I fucked 'ya lil cousin,
That lil bitch short as fuck but damn that pussy bussin,
Stray bullets hitting by accident, Alec Baldwin,
This world has softened, I came to up the carnage,
Wah wah, you offended?
That's okay, my clips extended,
Non-stop them bullets ejecting,
Fah fah, trigger finger on addy,
Okay, lets get it,
Niggas run up on me I'm with it,
Got the big 40 and a 9 milli,
Keep a sawed off 'case a nigga act silly,
Okay, head splitting, 
This aint a four five, this a five seven,
Zastava in a backpack like Dylan,
Slide with 5 guys leave with 5 cracked melons,

(PRE-HOOK)
This choppa Astroworld, put niggas in a coffin,
Smoking on 'ya granny loud as fuck coughing,
It's 2021 bring 'yo ass out the closet,
40 round in the Zastava, go head count it,

(HOOK)
Zastava, hit 'em with the llama
Who want drama? I'm on edge from the trauma,
Shells dropping, leaving mothers sobbing,
Up the carnage, I'll hollow out 'ya noggin,

(OUTRO)
AASB4L You know what the fuck going on,
Issa demon in this bitch,
Y'all bitch ass niggas ain't stopping shit,
Fuck y'all niggas all yall niggas can suck my fucking dick bitch,

UNDEAD PAPI - ZASTAVA! (PROD. BRIAN SPENCER)

CARNiVAL_V.222 <w/ PYRXCiTER x YUNG-RARE☢️ x BENNYSAVVY> {PROD. ERENN x DiRRTYMiNDBEATZ}

RPG-7 w/ JAE ALASKA + LEPRO$Y + ZED MILLER ( + THRAXX )

SKULL CRACK (PROD. MARS MISSION)

YOU THiNK YOU KNOW ME by DOOMSLAYER
produced by NEXX (@user-358614566)(IG: @prod.nexx)
engineered, mixed, & mastered by Ledger (@ledgerbeats)(IG: @ledgerbeats)
artwork curated & edited by DOOMSLAYER, original credit to the game DOOM & it's developers.


lyrics:
(hook)
demons on my back cause electrostatic,
heat seeking missiles blow you off of the map (okay!)
boy get yo ass back, you ain't bout that action,
street sweeping deagle blow yo head off, no cap. (okay!)
bad little bitch said she wanna blow me, 
beggin on her knees, she say "please daddy, fuck me slowly".
stupid lil jit, swear that you the homie,
feel like i'm edge in this shit, you think you know me.

(verse)
get the fuck out my way i’m the king of the pit, bitch.
you don’t know about me, i’m a general misfit.
don’t give a fuck, i do not give a shit, bitch.
that ak go spray, make his corpse do a heelflip.

fuck boy never shoulda fucked wit a war dog.
fuck, he shoulda came strapped for the war, huh?
say goodnight, put his hands to the bedrock,
feel like seth rollins, pull up hit that curbstomp.

ain’t eat nothing for a week, you a beanstalk.
caught up in ya head, boy stuck with the shellshock.
leave his ass dead on the muhfuckin sidewalk.
stay strapped up like a dyke wit a big cock.

(hook)
demons on my back cause electrostatic,
heat seeking missiles blow you off of the map (okay!)
boy get yo ass back, you ain't bout that action,
street sweeping deagle blow yo head off, no cap. (okay!)
bad little bitch said she wanna blow me, 
beggin on her knees, she say "please daddy, fuck me slowly".
stupid lil jit, swear that you the homie,
feel like i'm edge in this shit, you think you know me.

AUSTiN 3:16
you sit there and you thump your bible, and you say your prayers, and it didn’t get you anywhere. talk about your psalms, talk about john 3:16, austin 3:16 says I just whipped your ass !!

YOU THiNK YOU KNOW ME

YOU THiNK YOU KNOW ME {prod. NEXX}

TRENCHES ft. CAMERON AZI (Prod. GULLYSPiT)

UNDEAD PAPI - FMJ (Prod. MATTMAG$)

PROD https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCI6_VmCtSkQZmWFnMpZ9g7w

AMV - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IFXNeQDlM-0

BROC $TEEZY - IGNORANT PROD. ALETHEO

LYRICS :

(Verse 1 : UNDEAD PAPI) 


Call that bitch a craigslist civic that lil hoe got hella mileage,

I just might infect ‘ya bitch Undead sick coronavirus, 

Fiendin’ for that snow white ‘cause I needa’ clear my sinus,

Triple six Militant, 

Undead bang them tools like ISIS,





(Verse 2 : T0RTVRE) 

Wish a nigga would in his life, tryna’ fucking strike us.    

 Grab that fucking pole get to clipping, keep it right beside us,

Im a fucking beast rip your lungs out your body,                                                                 Blood sacrifice for the fame like illuminati,   



(Verse 3 : UNDEAD PAPI) 

Blade up on the grip,

Out the window slide down 35th,

Hit ‘ya melon let off 37 with this extendo clip,

Bacon with the glizzy let off 50 merk the fucking pigs,

Serrated blade in ‘ya fucking brain pussy nigga snitch,

Point it at the jakes not afraid of this life I live,

Point blank in the face, get erased with the fucking blick,

Im that grimy nigga rip her hair when I fuck that bitch,

Ram it in her skull make her throw up on my fucking dick,



                                                                                                                                (Verse 4 : T0RTVRE)

Pulling out the fucking mags, spraying on ’yo bitch.                                                                  Mothafucka’ i just put like 30 shots ’ya body  twitch.                                                                  Blasting suicide silence rest in piece to mitch,

Keeping all the fucking bitches body parts in the fridge,

Drop a nigga with cement shoes off 

the bridge,

Flesh eating acid Injected y’all with the syringe.                                                        Open up ‘yo crib inside it's dark bitch,

Three Dismembered corpses on ‘yo bed when you flip the switch,

Spread the virus, to cope with all my pain,



(bridge : UNDEAD PAPI & T0RTVRE)

Spread the virus,

Spread the virus,

Spread the virus,

More violence,

Up the violence,

Hella riots,

Global crisis,

You can’t fight it,

More violence,

No survival,

Homicidal,

Red dot on my rivals,

Instincts be so primal,

War paint like I’m tribal,

Load them rifles,





(Chorus : T0RTVRE)

We spread the virus,

We always spread the virus,

We spread the virus,

We always spread the virus,

We spread the virus,

We always spread the virus,

We spread the virus,

We always spread the virus,

We spread the virus,

We always spread the virus,

We spread the virus,

We always spread the virus,

We spread the virus,

We always spread the virus,

We spread the virus,

We always spread the virus,

CORONAVIRUS

UNDEAD PAPI & T0RTVRE - CORONAVIRUS (PROD. NAMAHAGE)

LYRICS : 

(Hook : UNDEAD PAPI)
Bitch, fuck up out my face,
I ain't with that talking, let it spray,
Fuck what you gotta say,
You got a problem let it spray,
Bitch, keep that energy, come outside I let it rain,
Bitch, you a silver spoon, I run up break 'ya fucking plate,

(Verse 1 : T0RTVRE)
On foe nem my nigga, these niggas are tripping.                                                           They paying dem hoes onlyfans why they simping.                                                               the summer im dressing all black i be dripping.                                                             My nigga yo time gon be up, da clock ticking.                                                                  I'm Grabbing dat choppa dem bodies be flipping.                                                               I'm catching you slipping, you run like a chicken.                                                               You talking dat shit I don't care dat you kidding.                                                               You niggas be hating, you mad cause I'm winning.                                                            Blast dat behemoth or bitch we ain't fucking.                                                    Waisted my time stupid bitch you ain't nothing.                                                             Ion do favors you bitches be bugging.                                                               Don't give a fuck dat you bitches want  something.                                                         Me and my nigga undead in this bitch, we be killing this shit, yea we keeping it bussing,
dissing my homies we loading the pipes, we gone drive by yo block, you won't see dat shit coming.
keeping dat strap all tucking. 
 smoking dat loud i be puffing. 
Bitch, goofy ass hoe i ain't coming, 
lying to my face why these bitches be bluffing. 
Stupid ass goofy ass nigga got me fucked up.                                                                           Talking all dat shit that muhfucka' better run up.                                                                          Fuck around and get 'yo fucking house all blown up.                                                           Feeling like I'm varg, watch a fucking church burn up.  

(Hook : UNDEAD PAPI)
Bitch, fuck up out my face,
I ain't with that talking, let it spray,
Fuck what you gotta say,
You got a problem let it spray,
Bitch, keep that energy, come outside I let it rain,
Bitch, you a silver spoon, I run up break 'ya fucking plate,

(Verse 2 : UNDEAD PAPI)
All 'em shell case dropping, 
Homicide my only dropping,
Piss up on 'ya coffin, closed casket 'ya mother sobbing,
Where 'ya fucking noggin, body blown up by a rocket,
Undead up the carnage, got ya whole family boxed in,
Blow limbs off while they walking,
Go head to 'ya grave crawling,
Funeral service mocking,
Smoking dead opps coughing,
Count 'ya fucking losses,
You fucked up with all that talking,
You a puddle on the ground now,
Jakes gone get to mopping, bitch!

MILWAUKEE DEMON : VOLUME II

UNDEAD PAPI x T0RTVRE - NO TALKING! (PROD. TREETIME)

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