BLCKK:

Show me where the worst ones go
They goin try to take my soul
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Show me how it stain my throat
All the worst things I wrote
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Biv: 

Greedy as they got
I still break a lot
They quick to pop
When it's caps lock
Dead homies in my spot
Wish the world would stop
Don't wanna rot
But this all I got
Regrets I copped
Guess I learned a lot 
Just a flock
Ya'll the sheep in crop
You a flop
Bustin off ya chops
You want the pain
Check bitch I got lots

Wonder why they hate me, just to rate me
Bitch don't save me, like it better when they flaky, yuh
Kept to casing
Still been daily medicating
My thoughts is aching
Like It better when they racing, yuh

BLCKK & Biv:

Show me where the worst ones go
They goin try to take my soul
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Show me how it stain my throat
All the worst things I wrote
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Biv:

Spit fists, fuckas licks rip, having sips, an catch the fix, And I keep it as stiff as a 6 inch in her lip
This ain't it
Thank my worries for a bit
If he dip, then that's deaded shit
Put that on my kin
Rather be dead inside myself
Than poppin and shoppin and coppin coughins they pushin you in
Bitches is flockin, and mockin, half of my products worth more than pussy you poppin
I'm bouta on my own, I never suppress the topic
I speak the obvious
Real don't speak on poppin shit
Every chance the copy get
Actin like they pockets fit
We seeing more than you expect
Glorifying more than what's been on the check
Holy lord I been upset
I'm not sure if it's regret
Half the burdens I was kept
Keep me posted on my set
Keep the flesh

You the cause
But I bury what I lost, yuh
Why the fuck you get involved, yuh

You the cause
But I bury what I lost, yuh
Why the fuck you get involved, yuh

Sounds Like Hell Ft. BLCKK (Prod. by BLCKK & Biv)

Cops are nice people they like to mow my lawn when I promise to give their service weapon back after stealing it

(づ^ω^)づ (づ^ω^)づ (づ^ω^)づ

www.8toabolition.com/

WITH: @MIGHTBETOXIC & @GULLYSPIT
PROD: [producer didnt want to be credited] 
MIX: @ZYROM
ART: @C3OF

LYRICS:
[SAINT SLEEP]
Running from the law
Cause they thought that they was God
Bodycams off they cant see me when it's dark
Flashing out your badge tell me what you want
This a routine traffic stop with the handcuffs
No one gonna keep you safe when they instigating always investigating false leads just to put the blame on somebody
Only care about they pension
Cops are nice people acting like your buddy
Study all their moves and end up with a life sentence
Oppress the oppressors
We putting that pressure on top of that wound
I been bleeding from the heart
Another canvas missing art
Another pig with they wings clipped
Wig split lying on the pavement bleeding out
Kick the fuck out of them watch em cough blood from the mouth
Reaching for they taser and they meet the undertaker
Kinda underrated just to put your local cop in a deep grave
6 feet ain't enough so we make it 12

[TOXIC]
Okay this a stick up
Woke up like I’m bishop
Trynna catch a hunnid bodies
Yo man died you put the mid up
Fuck the tweets
I get you hit up
You a bitch
You can’t sit with us
Imma bully
Boy don’t get up
Imma bully
Boy don’t get up
Okay yeah he back with the raps
And he talkin racks again
Heard he hit the cliff to ship the sniff
He hittin smack again
Fuck the money I want murder
Ashes ain’t no accidents
Fuck with me his momma hurtin
Suit and tie the casket and
Drop 6 feet
Nobody gon miss me
I was dead still walk-in
The pond up on shit creek
Saw a body still twitching
They itchin to get me
Saw a body still twitching
They itchin to get me
I was there with a match a bag and a old gas can
Deeper than just 12 I would run up on batman
Trynna end the whole world
With nothing but a back hand
.40 only hold 7
Empty gettin stabbed then

[SAINT SLEEP]
Flashlight in my face cause they dont like my background
Keep your hand on that pistol telling me to back down
I'm the only one who ain't gon leave inside a casket
I dont trust no offers from some officers who look like maggots
Pull up to the court with a hearse and a death wish
They be tryna hit reverse like they ain't gonna get squished
Like the bugs that they be
Tryna bum off of me
Now we got em lying right in the mud by the creek

[GULLYSPiT]
Emptied like a trash can rotting in the city
Empty handed on the dash cam but he ain’t worth ya pity
Yeah they said he was a bad man just heard it on tv
Pledge allegiance to the cop or you guilty by association
10 shots they ain’t scared this is recreation
Exit holes in his stomach fuck an explanation
All these cops still pissed they ended segregation
Fuck a trial force admission thru interrogation
Fuck a trial fuck a judge they get strung up
Running wild , if you budge get yo tongue cut
Let your gun bust, predators and hush funds
Banging drums hear the rhythm of the beast
Hydrolic how that metal getting squeezed
And released
All over the pen pigs riddled with disease
Hang em on the wall just so everybody sees
Screaming fuck em all this is death to police

Cops Are Nice People (Single)

Cops Are Nice People

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Cops Are Nice People ft. Toxic & GULLYSPiT

Feat.https://soundcloud.com/drear26

Prod. by https://soundcloud.com/42clo & https://soundcloud.com/goodbyechase

Diamond Face Ft. Drear(Prod. By 42CLO X GOODBYECHASE)

OUT ALL PLATS! https://linktr.ee/77raze

INSTAGRAM.COM/RAZE.SZN
INSTAGRAM.COM/ESTHETICGLOOM

LYRICS

Yuh Aye
Brrr
Whip out the chop and it go fucking Brrr, Brrr, Brrr (Brr, fa)
Whip out my glock and it go fucking Brrr, Brrr, Brrr (Glock-9)
Pull up at your spot and i go fucking Brrr, Brrr, Brrr
Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr

I got a cleaver he hang from the ceiling i fucking eviscerate
All of the evidence stacked in the tub
Let that shit disappear let it fucking disintegrate
I, I got a chop bitch i cannot get stopped 
And i'm catching you lacking on your fucking dinner date
Skrt down the block he get mo'fucking popped hold up bitch 
You get shot then i fucking obliterate
77 my association
You might end up in the wrong situation
Keep talking shit then i leak your location
Lacing my dope and they like the creation
Smoking gas you can smell the fucking fumes (God damn)
In the stu, who made the beat? Esthetic Gloom (Esthetic Gloom)
Pulling up i'm in your crib i sweep the room (I sweep the room)
Your music whack that shit get swept up with the broom (That shit is trash, Brrr)

Whip out the chop and it go fucking Brrr, Brrr, Brrr (Brr, fa)
Whip out my glock and it go fucking Brrr, Brrr, Brrr (Glock-9)
Pull up at your spot and i go fucking Brrr, Brrr, Brrr (Yeah i go fucking brrr)
Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr

Whip out the chop and it go fucking Brrr, Brrr, Brrr (Brr, fa)
Whip out my glock and it go fucking Brrr, Brrr, Brrr (Glock-9)
Pull up at your spot and i go fucking Brrr, Brrr, Brrr
Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr
Brrr
Whip out the chop and it go fucking Brrr, Brrr, Brrr (Brr, fa)
Whip out my glock and it go fucking Brrr, Brrr, Brrr (Glock-9)
Pull up at your spot and i go fucking Brrr, Brrr, Brrr
Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr

BRRR

BRRR PROD. ESTHETIC GLOOM

NEEDLE (Prod. By PVNEX)

My head is spinnin' out this fuckin' cage
I'm hopin', countin' till the days you leave this fuckin' place
I got no tolerance for bullshit, fuck up out my face
You pussy bitch, go eat a dick and sip the pain away

I sit and bitch about this bullshit to a fuckin' mic
I spent the worst years of my life just tryna' sleep at night
You ain't no help, you fuckin' prick, you made up half the fright
I'd put this pipe right to my dome if I ain't have to fight

And how you talkin' like you know shit?
You stupid bitch, you fuckin' lost it, we all knows it
And keep your hands up to yourself
Lay a finger on me bitch, I'll send you straight to hell

And you just talk that tough
Speakin' demon shit like you been through the fuckin' rough
You don't know shit punk
But sittin' in a kitchen gettin' slumped for fuckin' months

My whole life you been sendin' it, got me fucked up
Throwin' threats around like you think you can touch up
Put a hand upon us and I'll send the dust up
I'on give a fuck about issues I'm fuckin' done punk

The way you speak my fuckin' name
Got me runnin' ropes around my neck to motherfuckin' swing
And still you think this shit's okay
Watch me blow my cap and make it back and still you'll fuckin' sing

SCUM

THANK YOU ALL
THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO WORKED ON THIS
@PRXJEK @SUDZY666 @SOJHI @SHARDEM @SUMMONEDSOULS @G-SNAP-1 @PUSSBEAR @HKFIFTYONE2 @PLURBS @G6TH

SNXP x SUMMONED SOULS x PRXJEK - HARAKIRI [PROD. HKFIFTYONE x PUSSBEAR]

YOU'RE WELCOME.

PROD. LEFTHANDLUCK

LYRICS:
I'm a real motherfucker,
Real motherfucker, kneel.
I got steel
Steel, when I'm in the field.
Hear I heal,
Real Luck is In the Seal,
Yeah I kill, motherfucker, 
kill, motherfucker, kill.

Anxiety creeping but I cannot stop,
Building my throne
Your gang ain't with shit,
Said we bustin at cops..
Spillin his dome
Ain't shit insurmountable,
Flippin the drop.
Run in your home.
Testing our power is like trying to stop,
A train to your dome.

Utopia, blood with the gold on the block.
Build a new rome still im West with the shock.
Black sheep in the street, said I leave em in chalk.
Family weeping, they deep in the rot.
Talk on my team then these demons will pop.
This music's for fiends shooting streams in their spot.
Out on the scheme with a dream and some rock,
Now he pointing a beam at the team at the top.

Build a new world with the enemy dead,
Catch em buried and left with the flag.
Feel like my whole life had a gun to my head
And I bled with a knife in my back.
If youre sick of division and living with lies they deliver
Then ride with the mac
Come clique up with Visions Inflicted and witness 
If youll put your life in a pact.

Come join the resistance,
Im down for the vision
I'm moses with whippin
Part seas from the crippin,
That aint a diss that just say that I'm rippin
Got love for the homie off Nellis he flippin
And shoutout to all of my gang they be trippin,
It's Ends and Inflicted,
I splipped in some sickness
And coughed up my lungs til I spit what I'm livin
Ah, damn this is hittin,
Feel damned and imprisoned.

I'm a real motherfucker...

HEAL

I'VE SEEN ENOUGH

YOU CLAIM YOU THAT YOU HATE ME 
IT SOUNDS JUST LIKE A BUNCH OF SHIT 
YOU ACT LIKE YOU BEEN UP AND THAT YOU SWIFT BUT PROMISE YOU AND WANTING THIS 


STOMP YOUR FUCKING NECK TO THE STREET 
I WANT YOUR PULSE WEAK 
I HOPE YOU FUCKING CHOKE 
ON ALL THE LIES THAT YOU GAVE ME 

IM MOVING AROUND 
ALL OF THESE VOICES I DONT HEAR A SOUND 
OPEN MY MIND THEN IM SHUTTING IT DOWN 
CLOSE OFF THESE WALLS 
YOU NEVER AROUND
 WANTED THE SOUNDS 

GASP WEEP 
THE GAS LEAK 
YOU ARE A FRAUD IF YOU ASK ME 
IF THERES A LIE 
IT DONT PASS ME
I NOTICE THAT SHIT 
BEFORE YALL BLINK 

IM THE FUCKING LIQUID 
IN THE LEAKING SINK 
PICTURE EVERYTHING AROUND YOU 
IF YOU WRITE A PAPER NO PAPER CHASING 
I
 CHASE THE BEVERAGE BLOOD DOWN WITH INHALANTS
INHALATION
STARVE A NATION OF PRODUCTS 
AND DOUSE THE FIRE WITH THEIR MEDICATION
MEDIATE THE MEDITATION 
WITH BOOKS UPON THE TAXES LACING COKE INTO THE MONEY 
AND SNORT THE POWER HUNGRY NATION 

KILL OFF ALL THE PROCREATION 
STAB A FUCKING BLADE INTO MY CHEST 
AND DRAIN MY RIBS OF MY ALL PREPARATION 
PERPETRATE THE MOSTLY HATED 
IM THE FUCKING SUN IN CIRCLES 
MOVE INTO MY VISION HAZED 
INTO THE MIRROR WAITING 
JUMP THROUGH A PORTAL 
SPLIT ABRASIONS
SAYING SPEAKING WRITING ALL THE THINGS YOUVE HATED 
NEVER LOVE IT
NEVER BLEED IT 
BLED LIKE THE SPIT MIXED WITH PISS SHIT THE RAPPERS RUBBISH 
WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION
SKULL IS THE HARBORATION
ESCAPISM LOWLY LOWER THAN MOST COULD SAY THEYVE BEEN CHASING

POOR EXCUSE [PROD. PLAGUE]

feat. https://soundcloud.com/henshaww
Prod. https://soundcloud.com/goodbyechase

Wait Up Feat. HEN$HAW (Prod. by goodbyechase)

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