LIZARD TEETH 9 (PROD. LUCERNE)

LYRICS :
Pop-pop out with that galick gun 

Feed her some my kakarot 

Banana be my clip drum hitting like its donkey kong

Jumping over barrels im not one to save a hoe nah 

Get the hell up out my face i need another gold star 



All these other rappers cappin talkin bout some redrum 

Only thing get cut up is yo fatass need a niptuck 

nagging so much worse than a lil bitch up on her menstrual 

Acting like im pressed about a bird i never gave a fuck 



Fuck fuck fuck 

South side playaz we gon pull up to yo crib 

Knock knock playa may i mack up on yo trick 

I dont even gotta ask she already let me in 



Call me kjay when i lose i still feel like im gon win 

If im outta mind im outta sight aint got time for no friends 

Why they talk behind my back the voices tell me everything 

I know it sound a lil crazy i aint wrong yous a bitch 







I been 

Trying

Too much

To let it go 



Keep yo 

silence 

Before 

I let it blow


Got that bitch howlin gutter to the moonlight 247 throw the blade like a kunai
24k chrome armour sittin poolside
White bitch HOLLUP wait bitch
get the noose tied 
F -fuck -fuck your clique it’s ab6 or dsg
Now that I ain’t w yo bitch no more I left that for the streets
Yung gutt in the cut steady posted w the fleet
Bitch im hoppin on these beats and steady walking like I’m gleesh

Gleesh walk do it all for the set
I keep em all out of breathe I hit the mall with the tech
I tell er baby don’t you worry got it all in the bag
But anyway it doesn’t matter bitch we all living dead

Gs up
hoes down
For the neck
3s up
Ghost out
You a pawn for the rest
Who was that like I don’t know em
treat em like they cigarettes
I’m Out the flames I’m with a sword
I Put Diamond on my chest

DUNGEON QUEST 1998 - bumboi w gutterbousouz (prod. bumboi)

Written / Performed by @blckbrds
Produced by @zyllerbeats
Engineered by @tumaggz

GRINDING HERB WITH ALDER'S RAZOR

Written / Performed by @blckbrds
Produced by CJack (FKA @sectunit)
Engineered by @tumaggz

SNAKES AND LADDERS

LYRICS:

I wonder why, get inside with the .556
Like fuck it I don't miss none
I wonder why, I wanna die
Let me die with a hit, I promise I don't miss none
I wonder why, get inside with the .556
Like fuck it I don't miss none
I wonder why, I wanna die
Let me die with a hit, I promise I don't miss none

With the raw, I'mma get us all, fuck it fly away
Came and saw, boy don't get involved, you can die today
I break the law, Mama get the call, lock em up and pray
No they don't know nothin bout it so how the fuck they relate
I'm off that raw boy don't get involved, you wont make it out that
Stick it up on my body tell me what you know about that
That raw shit you never saw, welcome to the grave
No you don't know nothin bout it, don't ever say we the same

Okay okay, keep that thang tucked
Revy don't fuck with fake love
Fuck you gotta say now
Go and tell me what you made of
That fetty do 'em dirty
Don't you play with shit you ain't done
Aye Revy boy I fuck with you
Like where you get your name from
I'm comin up, wait, boy its hot
Don't you hate on what you got
You got plenty don't need extra
Better play it while you got it
I go Ham I go retarded
I go dumb ain't even started
I'mma go back to the way I was
With a fucked up plan I think I lost it
I'mma mothafuckin G-O-Dick her down and leave hoe
Wake up in the morning with a pocket full of cheat code
Tell me what you need hoe
Static blowing geek smoke
I ain't even tell em
I just drop it down and reload
I let the mothafuckin beat ride
Stay up til my teeth rot
You gon' have to bury me before I go to detox
This that started from a pill shit
Baby this that real shit
Don't fuck with anybody rather die before I feel shit

With the raw, I'mma get us all, fuck it fly away
Came and saw, boy don't get involved, you can die today
I break the law, Mama get the call, lock em up and pray
No they don't know nothin bout it so how the fuck they relate
I'm off that raw boy don't get involved, you wont make it out that
Stick it up on my body tell me what you know about that
That raw shit you never saw, welcome to the grave
No you don't know nothin bout it, don't ever say we the same

I wonder why, get inside with the .556
Like fuck it I don't miss none
I wonder why, I wanna die
Let me die with a hit, I promise I don't miss none
I wonder why, get inside with the .556
Like fuck it I don't miss none
I wonder why, I wanna die
Let me die with a hit, I promise I don't miss none

STATIC

STATIC (prod. Free Quenzy)

Stream: https://vyd.co/NikkoManson 
Lyrics:



Buy MANSON 

MANSON (ft. pranav.wav)

if i were you, i’d wanna kill me too (prod. sphynx)

404 Oblivion

LIVE FROM THA JUMP - bumboi / Xoo

O U I J A B O Y, man I hate this guy
Recognize you worthless, you a burden yeah you qualify
Fucking up, In drugging up til DNA is modified, realize nothings working, recommending suicide
Nine with me on the side bitch its do or die
Look alive, its still eye for eye, almost out of time
I dont mind, ever since I was a jit I struggled to survive
Ask me how Im doing expect me to straight up lie
M.I.A. no C.I.A it’s fuck the banks Im Samuel Hyde
Hated overstated, over played I just dont know why
Abiding by the unexplained ache i wont apologize 
I dont got nothing, no reason for bluffing and what the fucks is family ties?
The beast with the least from the east coast
Teaching Smith & Lessons, not no felon, where you teeth go?
Aim to split yo melon, triple 7, shoot like free throw
Deaf and blind you Keller, Hellen, you aint shit boy we know
Slumlord hit a dumb whore with a drum or a butterfly blade
Keep on throwing that shade, Ima be showing you graves with yo fucking name
Sleep for the weak, mine should be permanent 
808s thumping its something not heard of yet
Load up a beat, proceed to murder it
Beat up the track like Im snapping invertebrate

Been plotting an scheming on taking ya life 
Open ya mouth n swallow this knife 
Cut out your tounge, saying shit I don't like
Fuck I don't fight
Pull out the gat put two in ya spine 
Movie on set, when I pull out the 9
Spark up this bitch like the gas in my blunt 
Ex bitch calling, told that bitch she a cunt
Uh
We coming for your skulls 
Leave ya body Inna box 
You don't like the shit we say?
Tell ya bitch ass kick rocks 
We some solo soldiers
Death all on my shoulders 
Gripping on my fuckin gat 
Until fuckin bones hurt 
Can't stop, won't stop
Gonna talk shit Till I'm up at the top 
Your dome gon blow
Blood thicken the plot 
I take ya soul
Now your screaming for God 
No
Needa stop that stop shit
Chrome 45 gonna bust ya shit
Another homicide 
In the town I reside 
That's another day in the 7 to the 5

DRACULA

blckbrd.